Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Lu. Oh, they loue least, that let men know their loue.
Iul. Iul.
Iul. I would I knew his minde.
Lu. Lu.
Lu. Peruse this paper Madam.
Iul. To Iulia: Say, from whom?
Lu. That the Contents will shew.
Iul. Say, say: who gaue it thee?
Lu. Sir Valentines page: & sent I think from Protheus;
Lu. He would haue giuen it you, but I being in the way,
Lu. Did in your name receiue it: pardon the fault I pray.
Iul. Now (by my modesty) a goodly Broker:
Iul. Dare you presume to harbour wanton lines?
Iul. To whisper, and conspire against my youth?
Iul. Now trust me, 'tis an office of great worth,