Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Const. That bloudy spoyle: thou slaue, thou wretch, yu coward,
Const. Thou little valiant, great in villanie,
Const. Thou euer strong vpon the stronger side;
Const. Thou Fortunes Champion, that do'st neuer fight
Const. But when her humourous Ladiship is by
Const. To teach thee safety: thou art periur'd too,
Const. And sooth'st vp greatnesse. What a foole art thou,
Const. A ramping foole, to brag, and stamp, and sweare,
Const. Vpon my partie: thou cold blooded slaue,
Const. Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side?
Const. Beene sworne my Souldier, bidding me depend
Const. Vpon thy starres, thy fortune, and thy strength,
Const. And dost thou now fall ouer to my foes?
Const. Thou weare a Lyons hide, doff it for shame,
Const. And hang a Calues skin on those recreant limbes.
Aus. Aus.
Aus. O that a man should speake those words to me.
Phil. Phil.
Phil. And hang a Calues‑skin on those recreant limbs