Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tib. Ile not endure him.
Cap. Cap.
Cap. He shall be endur'd.
Cap. What goodman boy, I say he shall, go too,
Cap. Am I the Maister here or you? go too,
Cap. Youle not endure him, God shall mend my soule,
Cap. Youle make a Mutinie among the Guests:
Cap. You will set cocke a hoope, youle be the man.
Tib. Tib.
Tib. Why Vncle, 'tis a shame.
Cap. Go too, go too,
Cap. You are a sawcy Boy, 'ist so indeed?
Cap. This tricke may chance to scath you, I know what,
Cap. You must contrary me, marry 'tis time.
Cap. Well said my hearts, you are a Princox, goe,
Cap. Be quiet, or more light, more light for shame,
Cap. Ile make you quiet. What, chearely my hearts.
Tib. Patience perforce, with wilfull choler meeting,