Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clau. Clau.
Clau. Stand thee by Frier, father, by your leaue,
Clau. Will you with free and vnconstrained soule
Clau. Giue me this maid your daughter?
Leon. Leon.
Leon. As freely sonne as God did giue her me.
Cla. Cla.
Cla. And what haue I to giue you back, whose worth
Cla. May counterpoise this rich and precious gift?
Prin. Prin.
Prin. Nothing, vnlesse you render her againe.
Clau. Sweet Prince, you learn me noble thankfulnes:
Clau. There Leonato, take her backe againe,
Clau. Giue not this rotten Orenge to your friend,
Clau. Shee's but the signe and semblance of her honour:
Clau. Behold how like a maid she blushes heere!
Clau. O what authoritie and shew of truth
Clau. Can cunning sinne couer it selfe withall!
Clau. Comes not that bloud, as modest euidence,