Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Esc. ther confederate companion.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. Stay Sir, stay a while.
Ang. Ang.
Ang. What, resists he? helpe him Lucio.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. Come sir, come sir, come sir: foh sir, why you
Luc. bald‑pated lying rascall: you must be hooded must you?
Luc. show your knaues visage with a poxe to you: show your
Luc. sheepe‑biting face, and be hang'd an houre: Will't
Luc. not off?
Duk. Thou art the first knaue, that ere mad'st a Duke.
Duk. First Prouost, let me bayle these gentle three:
Duk. Sneake not away Sir, for the Fryer, and you,
Duk. Must haue a word anon: lay hold on him.
Luc. This may proue worse then hanging.
Duk. What you haue spoke, I pardon: sit you downe,