Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fal. head: doe not bid me remember mine end.
Dol. Dol.
Dol. Sirrha, what humor is the Prince of?
Fal. Fal.
Fal. A good shallow young fellow: hee would haue
Fal. made a good Pantler, hee would haue chipp'd Bread
Fal. well.
Dol. They say Poines hath a good Wit.
Fal. Hee a good Wit? hang him Baboone, his Wit
Fal. is as thicke as Tewksburie Mustard: there is no more con
Fal. ceit in him, then is in a Mallet.
Dol. Why doth the Prince loue him so then?
Fal. Because their Legges are both of a bignesse: and
Fal. hee playes at Quoits well, and eates Conger and Fennell,
Fal. and drinkes off Candles ends for Flap‑dragons, and rides
Fal. the wilde‑Mare with the Boyes, and jumpes vpon Ioyn'd