Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gui. A Slaue without a knocke.
Clot. Clot.
Clot. Thou art a Robber,
Clot. A Law‑breaker, a Villaine: yeeld thee Theefe.
Gui. Gui.
Gui. To who? to thee? What art thou? Haue not I
Gui. An arme as bigge as thine? A heart, as bigge:
Gui. Thy words I grant are bigger: for I weare not
Gui. My Dagger in my mouth. Say what thou art:
Gui. Why
Gui. The Tragedy of Cymbeline.
Gui. Why I should yeeld to thee?
Clot. Thou Villaine base,
Clot. Know'st me not by my Cloathes?
Gui. No, nor thy Taylor, Rascall:
Gui. Who is thy Grandfather? He made those cloathes,
Gui. Which (as it seemes) make thee.
Clo. Clo.