Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Luc. Luc.
Luc. While you sweet deere proue Mistresse of my
Luc. heart.
Hor. Hor.
Hor. Quicke proceeders marry, now tel me I pray,
Hor. you that durst sweare that your Mistris Bianca
Hor. Lou'd me in the World so wel as Lucentio.
Tra. Tra.
Tra. Oh despightful Loue, vnconstant womankind,
Tra. I tel thee Lisio this is wonderfull.
Hor. Mistake no more, I am not Lisio,
Hor. Nor a Musitian as I seeme to bee,
Hor. But one that scorne to liue in this disguise,
Hor. For such a one as leaues a Gentleman,
Hor. And makes a God of such a Cullion;
Hor. Know sir, that I am cal'd Hortensio.
Tra. Signior Hortensio, I haue often heard
Tra. Of your entire affection to Bianca,