Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Leon. Come Cosin, I am sure you loue the gentlemāgentleman.
Clau. Clau.
Clau. And Ile be sworne vpon't, that he loues her,
Clau. For heres a paper written in his hand,
Clau. A halting sonnet of his owne pure braine,
Clau. Fashioned to Beatrice.
Hero. Hero.
Hero. And heeres another,
Hero. Writ in my cosins hand, stolne from her pocket,
Hero. Containing her affection vnto Benedicke.
Bene. Bene.
Bene. A miracle, here's our owne hands against our
Bene. hearts: come I will haue thee, but by this light I take
Bene. thee for pittie.
Beat. Beat.
Beat. I would not denie you, but by this good day, I
Beat. yeeld vpon great perswasion, & partly to saue your life,
Beat. for I was told, you were in a consumption.
Leon. Leon.
Leon. Peace I will stop your mouth.