Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Brit. To buy a slobbry and a durtie Farme
Brit. In that nooke-shotten Ile of Albion.
Const. Const.
Const. Dieu de Battailes, where haue they this mettell?
Const. Is not their Clymate foggy, raw, and dull?
Const. On whom, as in despight, the Sunne lookes pale,
Const. Killing their Fruit with frownes. Can sodden Water,
Const. A Drench for sur-reyn'd Iades, their Barly broth,
Const. Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat?
Const. And shall our quick blood, spirited with Wine,
Const. Seeme frostie? O, for honor of our Land,
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,