Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Shal. Shal.
Shal. Honest Bardolfe, welcome: If thou want'st any
Shal. thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome my
Shal. little tyne theefe, and welcome indeed too: Ile drinke to
Shal. M. Bardolfe, and to all the Cauileroes about London.
Dau. Dau.
Dau. I hope to see London, once ere I die.
Bar. Bar.
Bar. If I might see you there, Dauie.
Shal. You'l cracke a quart together? Ha, will you not
Shal. M. Bardolfe?
Bar. Yes Sir, in a pottle pot.
Shal. I thanke thee: the knaue will sticke by thee, I
Shal. can assure thee that. He will not out, he is true bred.
Bar. And Ile sticke by him, sir.