Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rosa. Thou canst not hit it my good man.
Boy. Boy.
Boy. I cannot, cannot, cannot:
Boy. And I cannot, another can.
Boy. Exit.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. By my troth most pleasant, how both did fit it.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. A marke marueilous well shot, for they both
Mar. did hit.
Boy. A mark, O marke but that marke: a marke saies
Boy. my Lady.
Boy. Let the mark haue a pricke in't, to meat at, if it may be.
Mar. Wide a'th bow hand, yfaith your hand is out.
Clo. Indeede a' must shoote nearer, or heele ne're hit
Clo. the clout.