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Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].

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SCENE I. Frogmore near Windsor. Enter Evans and Simple.

Evans.

I pray you now, good master Slender's servingman, and friend Simple by your name, which way have you look'd for master Caius, that calls himself Doctor of Physick?

Simp.

Marry, Sir, the Pitty-wary, the Park-ward, every way, old Windsor way, and every way but the town way.

Eva.

I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way.

Simp.

I will, Sir.

Eva.

'Pless my soul, how full of cholars I am, and trempling of mind! I shall be glad, if he have deceiv'd me; how melanchollies I am! I will knog his urinals about his knave's costard, when I have good opportunities for the orke: 'Pless my soul!

[Sings, being afraid.

By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigalls;

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There will we make our peds of roses;
And a thousand vagrant posies.³ ^note

By shallow—'Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. Melodious birds sing madrigalls— When as I sat in Pabilon;—and a thousand vagrant posies.—By shallow, &c.

Simp.

Yonder he is coming, this way, Sir Hugh.

Eva.

He's welcome. By shallow rivers, to whose falls—

Heav'n prosper the right! what weapons is he?

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Simp.

No weapons, Sir; there comes my master, Mr. Shallow, and another gentleman from Frogmore, over the stile, this way.

Eva.

Pray you, give me my gown, or else keep it in your arms.

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