Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sil. Assure thy selfe, my loue is buried.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. Sweet Lady, let me rake it from the earth.
Sil. Sil.
Sil. Goe to thy Ladies graue, and call hers thence,
Sil. Or at the least, in hers sepulcher thine.
Iul. Iul.
Iul. He heard not that.
Pro. Madam: if your heart be so obdurate:
Pro. Vouchsafe me yet your Picture for my loue,
Pro. The Picture that is hanging in your chamber:
Pro. To that ile speake, to that ile sigh and weepe:
Pro. For since the substance of your perfect selfe
Pro. Is else devoted, I am but a shadow;
Pro. And to your shadow will I make true love.
Iul. If 'twere a substance, you would sure deceive it,
Iul. And make it but a shadow, as I am.