Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Falst. hee will not runne.
Prin. Prin.
Prin. Why, what a Rascall art thou then, to prayse him
Prin. so for running?
Falst. Falst.
Falst. A Horse‑backe (ye Cuckoe) but a foot hee will
Falst. not budge a foot.
Prin. Yes Iacke, vpon instinct.
Falst. I grant ye, vpon instinct: Well, hee is there too,
Falst. and one Mordake, and a thousand blew‑Cappes more.
Falst. Worcester is stolne away by Night: thy Fathers Beard is
Falst. turn'd white with the Newes; you may buy Land now
Falst. as cheape as stinking Mackrell.
Prin. Then 'tis like, if there come a hot Sunne, and this I
Prin. ciuill buffetting hold, wee shall buy Maiden‑heads as
Prin. they buy Hob‑nayles, by the Hundreds.