| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| What raiment wil your honor weare to day. | What raiment will your honour wear today? | TS induction.2.4 |
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| Oh this it is that makes your Ladie mourne. | O, this it is that makes your lady mourn. | TS induction.2.25 |
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| Or Daphne roming through a thornie wood, | Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood, | TS induction.2.56 |
| Scratching her legs, that one shal sweare she bleeds, | Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds, | TS induction.2.57 |
| And at that sight shal sad Apollo weepe, | And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, | TS induction.2.58 |
| So workmanlie the blood and teares are drawne. | So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. | TS induction.2.59 |
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| Why sir you know no house, nor no such maid | Why, sir, you know no house, nor no such maid, | TS induction.2.90 |
| Nor no such men as you haue reckon'd vp, | Nor no such men as you have reckoned up, | TS induction.2.91 |
| As Stephen Slie, and old Iohn Naps of Greece, | As Stephen Sly, and did John Naps of Greece, | TS induction.2.92 |
| And Peter Turph, and Henry Pimpernell, | And Peter Turph, and Henry Pimpernell, | TS induction.2.93 |
| And twentie more such names and men as these, | And twenty more such names and men as these, | TS induction.2.94 |
| Which neuer were, nor no man euer saw. | Which never were nor no man ever saw. | TS induction.2.95 |