Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sil. Sil.
Sil. Oh Eglamoure, thou art a Gentleman:
Sil. Thinke not I flatter, (for I sweare I doe not)
Sil. Valiant, wise, remorse‑ful, well accomplish'd.
Sil. Thou art not ignorant what deere good will
Sil. I beare vnto the banish'd Ualentine:
Sil. Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Sil. Vaine Thurio, (whom my very soule abhor'd.)
Sil. Thy selfe hast lou'd; and I haue heard thee say
Sil. No griefe did euer come so neere thy heart
Sil. As when thy Lady and thy true‑loue dide,
Sil. Vpon whose Graue thou vow'dst pure chastitie:
Sil. Sir Eglamoure: I would to Valentine,
Sil. To Mantua, where I heare, he makes abord;
Sil. And, for the waies are dangerous to passe,
Sil. I doe desire thy worthy company,
Sil. Vpon whose faith and honor, I repose.
Sil. Vrge not my fathers anger, (Eglamoure),
Sil. But thinke vpon my griefe (a Ladies griefe)
Sil. And on the justice of my flying hence