Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fa. lookes pale, as if a Beare were at his heeles.
To. To.
To. There's no remedie sir, he will fight with you for's
To. oath sake: marrie hee hath better bethought him of his
To. quarrell, and hee findes that now scarse to bee worth tal
To. king of: therefore draw for the supportance of his vowe,
To. he protests he will not hurt you.
Vio. Vio.
Vio. Pray God defend me: a little thing would make
Vio. me tell them how much I lacke of a man.
Fab. Fab.
Fab. Giue ground if you see him furious.
To. Come sir Andrew, there's no remedie, the Gen
To. tleman will for his honors sake haue one bowt with you:
To. he cannot by the Duello auoide it: but hee has promised
To. me, as he is a Gentleman and a Soldiour, he will not hurt
To. you. Come on, too't.
And. And.
And. Pray God he keepe his oath.