Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fal. A Kings Sonne? If I do not beate thee out of thy
Fal. Kingdome with a dagger of Lath, and driue all thy Sub
Fal. iects afore thee like a flocke of Wilde‑geese, Ile neuer
Fal. weare haire on my face more. You Prince of Wales?
Prin. Prin.
Prin. Why you horson round man? what's the matter?
Fal. Fal.
Fal. Are you not a Coward? Answer me to that, and
Fal. Poines there?
Prin. Ye fatch paunch, and yee call mee Coward, Ile
Prin. stab thee.
Fal. I call thee Coward? Ile see thee damn'd ere I call
Fal. the Coward: but I would giue a thousand pound I could
Fal. run as fast as thou canst. You are straight enough in the
Fal. shoulders, you care not who sees your backe: Call you that The First Part of King Henry the Fourth.
Fal. that backing of your friends? a plague vpon such bac
Fal. king: giue me them that will face me. Giue me a Cup
Fal. of Sack, I am a Rogue if I drunke to day.