Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cha. No, I warrant your Grace you shall not entreat
Cha. him to a second, that haue so mightilie perswaded him
Cha. from a first.
Orl. Orl.
Orl. You meane to mocke me after: you should not
Orl. haue mockt me before: but come your waies.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. Now Hercules, be thy speede yong man.
Cel. Cel.
Cel. I would I were inuisible, to catch the strong fel
Cel. low by the legge.
Cel. Wrastle.
Ros. Oh excellent yong man.
Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eie, I can tell who
Cel. should downe.
Cel. Shout.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. No more, no more.