Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kate. So may you loose your armes,
Kate. If you strike me, you are no Gentleman,
Kate. And if no Gentleman, why then no armes.
Pet. Pet.
Pet. A Herald Kate? Oh put me in thy bookes.
Kate. Kate.
Kate. What is your Crest, a Coxcombe?
Pet. A comblesse Cocke, so Kate will be my Hen.
Kate. No Cocke of mine, you crow too like a crauen
Pet. Nay come Kate, come: you must not looke so
Pet. sowre.
Kate. It is my fashion when I see a Crab.
Pet. Why heere's no crab, and therefore looke not