Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ber. Nere to plucke thee from thy throne:
Ber. Vow alacke for youth vnmeete,
Ber. Youth so apt to plucke a sweet.
Ber. Doe not call it sinne in me,
Ber. That I am forsworne for thee.
Ber. Thou for whom Ioue would sweare,
Ber. Iuno but an Æthiop were,
Ber. And denie himselfe for Ioue.
Ber. Turning mortall for thy Loue.
Ber. This will I send, and something else more plaine.
Ber. That shall expresse my true‑loues fasting paine.
Ber. O would the King, Berowne and Longauill,
Ber. Were Louers too, ill to example ill,
Ber. Would from my forehead wipe a periur'd note:
Ber. For none offend, where all alike doe dote.
Lon. Lon.
Lon. Dumaine, thy Loue is farre from charitie,
Lon. That in Loues griefe desir'st societie:
Lon. You may looke pale, but I should blush I know,
Lon. To be ore‑heard, and taken napping so.