Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cap. Prepare her wife, against this wedding day.
Cap. Farewell my Lord, light to my Chamber hoa,
Cap. Afore me, it is so late, that we may call it early by and by,
Cap. Goodnight.
Cap. Exeunt.
Cap. [Act 3, Scene 5]
Cap. Enter Romeo and Iuliet aloft.
Iul. Iul.
Iul. Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet neere day:
Iul. It was the Nightingale, and not the Larke,
Iul. That pier'st the fearefull hollow of thine eare,
Iul. Nightly she sings on yond Pomgranet tree,
Iul. Beleeue me Loue, it was the Nightingale.
Rom. Rom.
Rom. It was the Larke the Herauld of the Morne:
Rom. No Nightingale: looke Loue what enuious streakes
Rom. Do lace the seuering Cloudes in yonder East:
Rom. Nights Candles are burnt out, and Iocond day
Rom. Stands tipto on the mistie Mountaines tops,
Rom. I must be gone and liue, or stay and die.