Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fri. That what we haue, we prize not to the worth,
Fri. Whiles we enioy it; but being lack'd and lost,
Fri. Why then we racke the value, then we finde
Fri. The vertue that possession would not shew vs
Fri. Whiles it was ours, so will it fare with Claudio:
Fri. When he shal heare she dyed vpon his words,
Fri. Th'Idea of her life shal sweetly creepe
Fri. Into his study of imagination.
Fri. And euery louely Organ of her life,
Fri. Shall come apparel'd in more precious habite:
Fri. More mouing delicate, and ful of life,
Fri. Into the eye and prospect of his soule
Fri. Then when she liu'd indeed: then shal he mourne,
Fri. If euer Loue had interest in his Liuer,
Fri. And wish he had not so accused her:
Fri. No, though he thought his accusation true:
Fri. Let this be so, and doubt not but successe
Fri. Wil fashion the euent in better shape,
Fri. Then I can lay it downe in likelihood.
Fri. But if all ayme but this be leuelld false,