Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fal. Get you downe stayres.
Host. Host.
Host. Here's a goodly tumult: Ile forsweare keeping
Host. house, before Ile be in these tirrits, and frights. So: Mur
Host. ther I warrant now. Alas, alas, put vp your naked Wea
Host. pons, put vp your naked Weapons.
Dol. Dol.
Dol. I prethee Iack be quiet, the Rascall is gone: ah,
Dol. you whorson little valiant Villaine, you.
Host. Are you not hurt i'th'Groyne? me thought hee
Host. made a shrewd Thrust at your Belly.
Fal. Fal.
Fal. Haue you turn'd him out of doores?
Bard. Bard.
Bard. Yes Sir: the Rascall's drunke: you haue hurt
Bard. him (Sir) in the shoulder.
Fal. A Rascall to braue me.