Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clau. To witnesse simple Vertue? would you not sweare
Clau. All you that see her, that she were a maide,
Clau. By these exterior shewes? But she is none:
Clau. She knowes the heat of a luxurious bed:
Clau. Her blush is guiltinesse, not modestie.
Leonato. Leonato.
Leonato. What doe you meane, my Lord?
Clau. Clau.
Clau. Not to be married,
Clau. Not to knit my soule to an approued wanton.
Leon. Leon.
Leon. Deere my Lord, if you in your owne roofe,
Leon. Haue vanquisht the resistance of her youth,
Leon. And made defeat of her virginitie.
Clau. I know what you would say: if I haue knowne (her,
Clau. You will say, she did imbrace me as a husband,
Clau. And so extenuate the forehand sinne: No Leonato,
Clau. I neuer tempted her with word too large,
Clau. But as a brother to his sister, shewed