Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bene. Bene.
Bene. Thy wit is as quicke as the grey‑hounds mouth,
Bene. it catches.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. And yours, as blunt as the Fencers foiles, which
Mar. hit, but hurt not.
Bene. A most manly wit Margaret, it will not hurt a
Bene. woman: and so I pray thee call Beatrice, I giue thee the
Bene. bucklers.
Mar. Giue vs the swords, wee haue bucklers of our
Mar. owne.
Bene. If you vse them Margaret, you must put in the
Bene. pikes with a vice, and they are dangerous weapons for
Bene. Maides.
Mar. Well, I will call Beatrice to you, who I thinke
Mar. hath legges.