Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fri. If this sweet Ladie lye not guiltlesse heere,
Fri. Vnder some biting error.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. Friar, it cannot be:
Leo. Thou seest that all the Grace that she hath left,
Leo. Is, that she wil not adde to her damnation,
Leo. A sinne of periury, she not denies it:
Leo. Why seek'st thou then to couer with excuse,
Leo. That which appeares in proper nakednesse?
Fri. Fri.
Fri. Ladie, what man is he you are accus'd of?
Hero. Hero.
Hero. They know that do accuse me, I know none:
Hero. If I know more of any man aliue
Hero. Then that which maiden modestie doth warrant,
Hero. Let all my sinnes lacke mercy. O my Father,
Hero. Proue you that any man with me conuerst,
Hero. At houres vnmeete, or that I yesternight
Hero. Maintain'd the change of words with any creature,
Hero. Refuse me, hate me, torture me to death.