Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fal. Fal.
Fal. Ha? a Bastard Sonne of the Kings? And art not
Fal. thou Poines, his Brother?
Prince. Prince.
Prince. Why thou Globe of sinfull Continents, what
Prince. a Life do'st thou lead?
Fal. A better then thou: I am a Gentleman, thou art
Fal. a Drawer.
Prince. Very true, Sir: and I come to draw you out
Prince. by the Eares.
Host. Host.
Host. Oh, the Lord preserue thy good Grace: Wel
Host. come to London. Now Heauen blesse that sweete Face
Host. of thine: what, are you come from Wales?
Fal. Thou whorson mad Compound of Maiestie: by
Fal. this light flesh, and corrupt Blood, thou art welcome.
Dol. Dol.