Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iul. Iul.
Iul. Your reason?
Lu. Lu.
Lu. I haue no other but a womans reason:
Lu. I thinke him so, because I thinke him so.
Iul. And would'st thou haue me cast my loue on him?
Lu. I: if you thought your loue not cast away.
Iul. Why he, of all the rest, hath neuer mou'd me.
Lu. Yet he, of all the rest, I thinke best loues ye.
Iul. His little speaking, shewes his loue but small.
Lu. Fire that's closest kept, burnes most of all.
Iul. They doe not loue, that doe not shew their loue.