Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Const. Let vs not hang like roping Isyckles
Const. Vpon our Houses Thatch, whiles a more frostie People
Const. Sweat drops of gallant Youth in our rich fields:
Const. Poore we call them, in their Natiue Lords.
Dolphin. Dolphin.
Dolphin. By Faith and Honor,
Dolphin. Our Madames mock at vs, and plainely say,
Dolphin. Our Mettell is bred out, and they will giue
Dolphin. Their bodyes to the Lust of English Youth,
Dolphin. To new-store France with Bastard Warriors.
Brit. Brit.
Brit. They bid vs to the English Dancing-Schooles,
Brit. And teach Lauolta's high, and swift Carranto's,
Brit. Saying, our Grace is onely in our Heeles,
Brit. And that we are most loftie Run-awayes.
King. King.
King. Where is Montioy the Herald? speed him hence,
King. Let him greet England with our sharpe defiance.
King. Vp Princes, and with spirit of Honor edged,
King. More sharper then your Swords, high to the field: