Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life.
Sly. [Marry,] I will, let them play it. Is not a [comonty]
a Christmas [gambold] or a tumbling-trick?
Page. No, my good lord; it is more pleasing stuff.
Sly. What, household stuff?
Page. It is a kind of history.
Sly. Well, we'll see't. Come, madam wife, sit by my
side [and] let the world slip: we shall ne'er be [younger.]