Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kin. They did Fluellen.
Flu. Flu.
Flu. Your Maiesty sayes very true: If your Maiesties is remembred of it, the Welchmen did good seruice in a Garden where Leekes did grow, wearing Leekes in their Monmouth caps, which your Maiesty know to this houre is an honourable badge of the seruice: And I do beleeue your Maiesty takes no scorne to weare the Leeke vppon S.Tauies day.
King. King.
King. I weare it for a memorable honor:
King. For I am Welch you know good Countriman.
Flu. All the water in Wye, cannot wash your Maie- sties Welsh plood out of your pody, I can tell you that: God plesse it, and preserue it, as long as it pleases his Grace, and his Maiesty too.
Kin. Kin.
Kin. Thankes good my Countrymen.
Flu. By Ieshu, I am your Maiesties Countreyman, I care not who know it: I will confesse it to all the Orld, I need not to be ashamed of your Maiesty, praised be God so long as your Maiesty is an honest man.
King. Good keepe me so.
King. Enter Williams.
King. Our Heralds go with him,
King. Bring me iust notice of the numbers dead
King. On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither.
Exe. Exe.
Exe. Souldier, you must come to the King.