Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hub. By heauen, I thinke my sword's as sharpe as yours.
Hub. I would not haue you (Lord) forget your selfe,
Hub. Nor tempt the danger of my true defence;
Hub. Least I, by marking of your rage, forget
Hub. your Worth, your Greatnesse, and Nobility.
Big. Big.
Big. Out dunghill: dar'st thou braue a Nobleman?
Hub. Hub.
Hub. Not for my life: But yet I dare defend
Hub. My innocent life against an Emperor.
Sal. Sal.
Sal. Thou art a Murtherer.
Hub. Do not proue me so:
Hub. Yet I am none. Whose tongue so ere speakes false,
Hub. Not truely speakes: who speakes not truly, Lies.
Pem. Pem.
Pem. Cut him to peeces.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Keepe the peace, I say.