Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ben. Ben.
Ben. Grone, why no: but sadly tell me who.
Rom. Rom.
Rom. A sicke man in sadnesse makes his will:
Rom. A word ill vrg'd to one that is so ill:
Rom. In sadnesse Cozin, I do loue a woman.
Ben. I aym'd so neare, when I suppose'd you lou'd.
Rom. A right good marke man, and shee's faire I loue
Ben. A right faire marke, faire Coze, is soonest hit.
Rom. Well in that hit you misse, sheel not be hit
Rom. With Cupids arrow, she hath Dians wit:
Rom. And in strong proofe of chastity well arm'd:
Rom. From loues weake childish Bow, she liues vncharm'd.
Rom. Shee will not stay the siege of louing tearmes,
Rom. Nor bid th'incounter of assailing eyes.
Rom. Nor open her lap to Sainct‑seducing Gold: