Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glost. Vnder my feet I stampe thy Cardinalls Hat:
Glost. In spight of Pope, or dignities of Church,
Glost. Here by the Cheekes Ile drag thee vp and downe.
Winch. Winch.
Winch. Gloster, thou wilt answere this before the
Winch. Pope.
Glost. Glost.
Glost. Winchester Goose, I cry, a Rope, a Rope.
Glost. Now beat them hence, why doe you let them stay?
Glost. Thee Ile chase hence, thou Wolfe in Sheepes array.
Glost. Out Tawney‑Coates, out Scarlet Hypocrite.
Glost. Here Glosters men beat out the Cardinalls men,
Glost. and enter in the hurly‑burly the Maior
Glost. of London, and his Officers.
Maior. Maior.
Maior. Fye Lords, that you being supreme Magistrates,
Maior. Thus contumeliously should breake the Peace.
Glost. Peace Maior, thou know'st little of my wrongs:
Glost. Here's Beauford, that regards nor God nor King,