Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Moun. So farre from sounding and discouery,
Moun. As is the bud bit with an enuious worme,
Moun. Ere he can spread his sweete leaues to the ayre,
Moun. Or dedicate his beauty to the same.
Moun. Could we but learne from whence his sorrowes grow,
Moun. We would as willingly giue cure, as know.
Moun. Enter Romeo.
Ben. Ben.
Ben. See where he comes, so please you step aside,
Ben. Ile know his greeuance, or be much denide.
Moun. Moun.
Moun. I would thou wert so happy by thy stay,
Moun. To heare true shrift. Come Madam let's away.
Moun. Exeunt.
Ben. Good morrow Cousin.
Rom. Rom.
Rom. Is the day so young?
Ben. But new strooke nine.