Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aut. Very true sir: he sir hee: that’s the Rogue that
Aut. put me into this apparel.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. Not a more cowardly Rogue in all Bohemia; If
Clo. you had but look’d bigge, and spit at him, hee’ld haue
Clo. runne.
Aut. Aut.
Aut. I must confesse to you (sir) I am no fighter: I am
Aut. false of heart that way, & that he knew I warrant him.
Clo. How do you now?
Aut. Sweet sir, much better then I was: I can stand,
Aut. and walke: I will euen take my leaue of you, & pace soft
Aut. ly towards my Kinsmans.
Clo. Shall I bring thee on the way?
Aut. No, good fac’d sir, no sweet sir.