Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kent. No Maruell, you haue so bestir'd your valour,
Kent. you cowardly Rascall, nature disclaimes in thee: a Taylor
Kent. made thee.
Cor. Cor.
Cor. Thou art a strange fellow, a Taylor make a man?
Kent. Kent.
Kent. A Taylor Sir, a Stone‐cutter, or a Painter, could
Kent. not haue made him so ill, though they had bin but two
Kent. yeares oth'trade.
Cor. Speake yet, how grew your quarrell?
Ste. Ste.
Ste. This ancient Ruffian Sir, whose life I haue spar'd
Ste. at sute of his gray‐beard.
Kent. Thou whoreson Zed, thou vnnecessary letter:
Kent. my Lord, if you will giue me leaue, I will tread this vnboulted
Kent. villaine into morter, and daube the wall of a
Kent. Iakes with him. Spare my gray‐beard, you wagtaile?