The Bodleian First Folio

A digital facsimile of the First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Bodleian Arch. G c.7.



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Sil. You meet in some fresh cheeke the power of fancie,

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Sil. Then shall you know the wounds inuisible

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Sil. That Loues keene arrows make.

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Phe. Phe.

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Phe. But till that time

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Phe. Come not thou neere me: and when that time comes,

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Phe. Afflict me with thy mockes, pitty me not,

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Phe. As till that time I shall not pitty thee.

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Ros. Ros.

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Ros. And why I pray you? who might be your mother

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Ros. That you insult, exult, and all at once

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Ros. Ouer the wretched? what though you hau no beauty

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Ros. As by my faith, I see no more in you

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Ros. Then without Candle may goe darke to bed:

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Ros. Must you be therefore prowd and pittilesse?

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Ros. Why what meanes this? why do you looke on me?

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Ros. I see no more in you then in the ordinary

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Ros. Of Natures sale‑worke? 'ods my little life,

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Ros. I thinke she meanes to tangle my eies too:

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Ros. No faith proud Mistresse, hope not after it,