Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ros. Exit.
Phe. Phe.
Phe. Dead Shepheard, now I find thy saw of might,
Phe. Who euer lov'd, that lou'd not at first sight?
Sil. Sil.
Sil. Sweet Phebe.
Phe. Hah: what saist thou Siluius?
Sil. Sweet Phebe pitty me.
Phe. Why I am sorry for thee gentle Siluius.
Sil. Where euer sorrow is, reliefe would be:
Sil. If you doe sorrow at my griefe in loue,
Sil. By giuing loue your sorrow, and my griefe
Sil. Were both extermin'd.
Phe. Thou hast my loue, is not that neighbourly?