Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Her. Her.
Her. As merry as you will.
Mam. Mam.
Mam. A sad Tale’s best for Winter:
Mam. I haue one of Sprights, and Goblins.
Her. Let’s haue that (good Sir.)
Her. Come‑on, sit downe, come‑on, and doe your best,
Her. To fright me with your Sprights: you’re powrefull at it.
Her. Aa3
Her. Mam. There
Her. The Winters Tale.
Mam. There was a man.
Her. Nay, come sit downe: then on.
Mam. Dwelt by a Church‑yard: I will tell it softly,
Mam. Yond Crickets shall not heare it.