Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. King.
King. Call him hither to me, Souldier.
Will. Will.
Will. I will my Liege.
Will. Exit.
King. Here Fluellen, weare thou this fauour for me, and sticke it in thy Cappe: when Alanson and my selfe were downe together, I pluckt this Gloue from his Helme: If any man challenge this, hee is a friend to Alanson, and an enemy to our Person; if thou encounter any such, appre- hend him, and thou do'st me loue.
Flu. Flu.
Flu. Your Grace doo's me as great Honors as can be desir'd in the hearts of his Subiects: I would faine see the man, that ha's but two legges, that shall find himselfe agreefd at this Gloue; that is all: but I would faine see it once, and please God of his grace that I might see.
King. Know'st thou Gower?
Flu. He is my deare friend, and please you.
King. Pray thee goe seeke him, and bring him to my Tent.
Flu. I will fetch him.
Flu. Exit.
King. My Lord of Warwick, and my Brother Gloster,