Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. And giue it to this fellow. Keepe it fellow,
King. And weare it for an Honor in thy Cappe,
King. Till I doe challenge it. Giue him the Crownes:
King. And Captaine, you must needs be friends with him.
Flu. Flu.
Flu. By this Day and this Light, the fellow ha's met- tell enough in his belly: Hold, there is twelue-pence for you, and I pray you to serue God, and keepe you out of prawles and prabbles, and quarrels and dissentions, and I warrant you it is the better for you.
Will. Will.
Will. I will none of your Money.
Flu. It is with a good will: I can tell you it will serue you to mend your shooes; come, wherefore should you be so pashfull, your shooes is not so good: 'tis a good silling I warrant you, or I will change it.
Flu. Enter Herauld.
King. King.
King. Now Herauld, are the dead numbred?
Herald. Herald.
Herald. Heere is the number of the slaught'red French.
King. What Prisoners of good sort are taken, Vnckle?
Exe. Exe.
Exe. Charles Duke of Orleance, Nephew to the King,
Exe. Iohn Duke of Burbon, and Lord Bouchiquald: