Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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And. helpe, I had rather then forty pound I were at home.
Ol. Ol.
Ol. Who has done this sir Andrew?
And. And.
And. The Counts Gentleman, one Cesario: we tooke
And. him for a Coward, but hee's the verie diuell incardinate.
Du. Du.
Du. My Gentleman Cesario?
And. Odd's lifelings heere he is: you broke my head
And. for nothing, and that that I did, I was set on to do't by sir
And. Toby.
Vio. Vio.
Vio. Why do you speake to me, I neuer hurt you:
Vio. You drew your sword vpon me without cause,
Vio. But I bespake you faire, and hurt you not.
Vio. Enter Toby and Clowne.
And. If a bloody coxcombe be a hurt, you haue hurt
And. me: I thinke you set nothing by a bloody Coxecombe.