Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dol. Since when, I pray you, Sir? what, with two Points on
Dol. your shoulder? much.
Pist. Pist.
Pist. I will murther your Ruffe, for this.
Host. Host.
Host. No, good Captaine Pistol: not heere, sweete
Host. Captaine.
Dol. Dol.
Dol. Captaine? thou abhominable damn'd Cheater, art
Dol. thou not asham'd to be call'd Captaine? If Captaines
Dol. were of my minde, they would trunchion you out, for ta
Dol. king their Names vpon you, before you haue earn'd them.
Dol. You a Captaine? you slaue, for what? for tearing a poore
Dol. Whores Ruffe in a Bawdy‑house? Hee a Captaine? hang
Dol. him Rogue, hee liues vpon mouldie stew'd‑Pruines, and
Dol. dry'de Cakes. A Captaine? These Villaines will make
Dol. the word Captaine odious: Therefore Captaines had
Dol. neede looke to it.
Bard. Bard.
Bard. Pray thee goe downe, good Ancient.