Love's Labor's Lost (Quarto 1, 1598)
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¶The Boy replyde, An Angell is not euill:
¶With that all laught, and clapt him on the shoulder,
2000Making the bolde wagg by their prayses bolder.
¶One rubbd his elbow thus, and fleerd, and swore,
¶Another with his fynger and his thume,
¶Cried via we will doo't come what wil come.
2005The thirde he caperd and cryed, All goes well.
¶The fourth turnd on the tooe, and downe he fell:
¶With that they all did tumble on the ground,
¶That in this spleene rediculous appeares,
¶Boy. They do, they do; and are appariled thus,
¶Their purpose is to parlee, to court, and daunce,
2015And euery one his Loue-feat will aduance,
¶For Ladies; we will euery one be maskt,
2020And not a man of them shall haue the grace
¶And then the King will court thee for his Deare:
¶Holde take thou this my sweete, and giue mee thine,
¶Woo contrarie, deceyued by these remoues.
¶Kath. But in this changing, What is your intent?
¶They do it but in mockerie merement,
¶And mocke for mocke is onely my intent,
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