Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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1. Out. Why nere repent it, if it were done so;
1. Out. But were you banisht for so small a fault?
Val. Val.
Val. I was, and held me glad of such a doome.
2. Out. 2. Out.
2. Out. Haue you the Tongues?
Val. My youthfull trauaile, therein made me happy,
Val. Or else I often had beene often miserable.
3. Out. 3. Out.
3. Out. By the bare scalpe of Robin Hoods fat Fryer,
3. Out. This fellow were a King, for our wilde faction.
1. Out. 1. Out.
1. Out. We'll haue him: Sirs, a word.
Sp. Sp.
Sp. Master, be one of them:
Sp. It's an honourable kinde of theeuery.
Val. Peace villaine.