Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Berow. Berow.
Berow. True true, we are fowre: will these Turtles
Berow. be gone?
Kin. Kin.
Kin. Hence sirs, away.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. Walk aside the true folke, & let the traytors stay.
Ber. Ber.
Ber. Sweet Lords, sweet Louers, O let vs imbrace,
Ber. As true we are as flesh and bloud can be,
Ber. The Sea will ebbe and flow, heauen will shew his face:
Ber. Young bloud doth not obey an old decree.
Ber. We cannot crosse the cause why we are borne:
Ber. Therefore of all hands must we be forsworne.
King. King.
King. What, did these rent lines shew some loue of
King. thine?
Ber. Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heauenly ( Rosaline,
Ber. That (like a rude and sauage man of Inde.)