Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Laf. Laf.
Laf. Ladie, of that I haue made a bold charter, but
Laf. I thanke my God, it holds yet.
Laf. Enter Clowne.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. O Madam, yonders my Lord your sonne with
Clo. a patch of veluet on's face, whether there bee a scar vn
Clo. der't or no, the Veluet knowes, but 'tis a goodly patch
Clo. of Veluet, his left cheeke is a cheeke of two pile and a
Clo. halfe, but his right cheeke is worne bare.
Laf. A scarre nobly got,
Laf. Or a noble scarre, is a good liu'rie of honor,
Laf. So belike is that.
Clo. But it is your carbinado'd face.
Laf. Let vs go see
Laf. your sonne I pray you, I long to talke
Laf. With the yong noble souldier.