Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hub. Enter Arthur.
Ar. Ar.
Ar. Good morrow Hubert.
Hub. Hub.
Hub. Good morrow, little Prince.
Ar. As little Prince, hauing so great a Title
Ar. To be more Prince, as may be: you are sad.
Hub. Indeed I haue beene merrier.
Art. Art.
Art. 'Mercie on me:
Art. Me thinkes no body should be sad but I:
Art. Yet I remember, when I was in France,
Art. Yong Gentlemen would be as sad as night
Art. Onely for wantonnesse: by my Christendome,
Art. So I were out of prison, and kept Sheepe
Art. I should be as merry as the day is long:
Art. And so I would be heere, but that I doubt
Art. My Vnckle practises more harme to me: