Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Orl. Orl.
Orl. For these two houres Rosalinde, I wil leaue thee.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. Alas, deere loue, I cannot lacke thee two houres.
Orl. I must attend the Duke at dinner, by two a clock
Orl. I will be with thee againe.
Ros. I, goe your waies, goe your waies: I knew what
Ros. you would proue, my friends told mee as much, and I
Ros. thought no lesse: that flattering tongue of yours wonne
Ros. me: 'tis but one cast away, and so come death: two o'
Ros. clocke is your howre.
Orl. I, sweet Rosalind.
Ros. By my troth, and in good earnest, and so God
Ros. mend mee, and by all pretty oathes that are not dange
Ros. rous, if yo breake one iot of your promise, or come one
Ros. minute behinde your houre, I will thinke you the most