Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sil. I would haue you.
Phe. Phe.
Phe. Why that were couetousnesse:
Phe. Siluius; the time was, that I hated thee;
Phe. And yet it is not, that I beare thee loue,
Phe. But since that thou canst talke of loue so well,
Phe. Thy company, which erst was irkesome to me
Phe. I will endure; and Ile employ thee too:
Phe. But doe not looke for further recompence
Phe. Then thine owne gladnesse, that thou art employd.
Sil. Sil.
Sil. So holy, and so perfect is my loue,
Sil. And I in such a pouerty of grace,
Sil. That I shall thinke it a most plenteous crop
Sil. To gleane the broken eares after the man
Sil. That the maine haruest reapes: loose now and then
Sil. A scattred smile, and that Ile liue vpon.
Phe. Knowst thou the youth that spoke to mee yere (while?