Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Critical Reference Edition, Vol. 2
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pg 33832.1Actus Secundus. Scena Prima.
Enter Clotten, and the two Lords.1Clot. Was there euer man had such lucke? when I kist the Iacke 2vpon an vp-cast, to be hit away? I had a hundred pound on't: and then a
zz6v Link 3whorson Iacke-an-Apes,
must take me vp for swearing, as if I borrowed
4mine oathes of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.
51. What got he by that? you haue broke his pate with your 6Bowle.
72. If his wit had bin like him that broke it: it 8would haue run all out.
9Clot. When a Gentleman is dispos'd to sweare: it is not for any 10standers by to curtall his oathes. Ha?
112. No my Lord; nor crop the eares of them.
Critical Apparatus12Clot Whorson dog: I [giue] him satisfaction? Would he had bin one 13of my Ranke.
142. To haue smell'd like a Foole.
15Clot. I am not vext more at any thing in th'earth: a pox on't. I had 16rather not be so Noble as I am: they dare not fight with me, because of 17the Queene my Mother: euery Iacke-Slaue hath his belly full of Fighting, Critical Apparatus18and I must go vp and downe like a Cock, that no body can match.
192. You are Cocke and Capon too, and you crow Cock, 20with your combe on.
21Clot. Sayest thou?
Critical Apparatus222. It is not fit [your] Lordship should vndertake euery 23Companion, that you giue offence too.
24Clot. No, I know that: but it is fit I should commit offence to my 25inferiors.
262 I, it is fit for your Lordship onely.
27Clot. Why so I say.
29Clot. A Stranger, and I not know on't?
302. He's a strange Fellow himselfe, and knowes it not.
311. There's an Italian come, and 'tis thought one of Leonatus 32Friends.
33Clot. Leonatus? A banisht Rascall; and he's another, whatsoeuer he 34be. Who told you of this Stranger?
351. first lord One of your Lordships Pages.
36Clot. Is it fit I went to looke vpon him? Is there no derogation in't?
372. You cannot derogate my Lord.
38Clot. Not easily I thinke.
392. You are a Foole graunted, therefore your Issues 40being foolish do not derogate.
41Clot. Come, Ile go see this Italian: what I haue lost to day at Bowles, 42Ile winne to night of him. Come: go.
43Exeunt.2. Ile attend your Lordship.
Critical ApparatusExit.44That such a craftie Diuell as is his Mother
45Should yeild the world this Asse: A woman, that
46Beares all downe with her Braine, and this her Sonne,
pg 338447Cannot take two from twenty for his heart,
Critical Apparatus48[And] leaue eighteene. Alas poore Princesse,
49Thou diuine [Innogen], what thou endur'st,
50Betwixt a Father by thy Step-dame gouern'd,
51A Mother hourely coyning plots: A Wooer,
Critical Apparatus52More hatefull then the foule expulsion is
Critical Apparatus53Of thy deere Husband, then that horrid Act
Critical Apparatus54Of the diuorce, heel'd make. The Heauens hold firme
55The walls of thy deere Honour. Keepe vnshak'd
56That Temple thy faire mind, that thou maist stand
57T'enioy thy banish'd Lord: and this great Land.