Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fal. for suffering flesh to bee eaten in thy house, contrary to
Fal. the Law, for the which I thinke thou wilt howle.
Host. Host.
Host. All Victuallers doe so: What is a Ioynt of
Host. Mutton, or two, in a whole Lent?
Prince. Prince.
Prince. You, Gentlewoman.
Dol. Dol.
Dol. What sayes your Grace?
Falst. Falst.
Falst. His Grace sayes that, which his flesh rebells
Falst. against.
Host. Who knocks so lowd at doore? Looke to the
Host. doore there, Francis?
Host. Enter Peto.
Prince. Peto, how now? what newes?
Peto. Peto.
Peto. The King, your Father, is at Westminster,