The Bodleian First Folio

A digital facsimile of the First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Bodleian Arch. G c.7.



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Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. Are Summer songs for me and my Aunts

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. While we lye tumbling in the hay.

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. pile, but now I am out of seruice.

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. But shall I go mourne for that (my deere)

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. the pale Moone shines by night:

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. And when I wander here, and there

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. I then do most go right.

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. If Tinkers may haue leaue to liue,

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. and beare the Sow‑skin Bowget,

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. Then my account I well may giue,

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. and in the Stockes auouch‑it.

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. My Trafficke is sheetes: when the Kite builds, looke to

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. lesser Linnen. My Father nam’d me Autolicus, who be­

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. ing (as I am) lytter’d vnder Mercurie, was likewise a

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. Cheate. Gallowes, and Knocke, are too powerfull on

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. the Highway. Beating and hanging are terrors to mee:

Play: The Winter's Tale

Act: 4 - Scene: 3

Pol. For the life to come, I sleepe out the thought of it. A