Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Out‑l. Out‑l.
Out‑l. A prize: a prize: a prize.
Val. Val.
Val. Forbeare, forbeare I say: It is my Lord the Duke.
Val. Your Grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,
Val. Banished Valentine.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Sir Valentine?
Thu. Thu.
Thu. Yonder is Siluia: and Siluia's mine.
Val. Thurio giue backe; or else embrace thy death:
Val. Come not within the measure of my wrath:
Val. Doe not name Siluia thine: if once againe,
Val. Uerona shall not hold thee: heere she stands
Val. Take but possession of her, with a Touch:
Val. I dare thee, but to breath vpon my Loue.
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I:
Thu. I hold him but a foole that will endanger