Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ros. Rammes, and Cesars Thrasonicall bragge of I came, saw,
Ros. and ouercome. For your brother, and my sister, no soo
Ros. ner met, but they look'd: no sooner look'd, but they
Ros. lou'd; no sooner lou'd, but they sigh'd: no sooner sigh'd
Ros. but they ask'd one another the reason: no sooner knew
Ros. the reason, but they sought the remedie: and in these
Ros. degrees, haue they made a paire of staires to marriage,
Ros. which they will climbe incontinent, or else bee inconti
Ros. nent before marriage; they are in the verie wrath of
Ros. loue, and they will together. Clubbes cannot part
Ros. them.
Orl. Orl.
Orl. They shall be married to morrow: and I will
Orl. bid the Duke to the Nuptiall. But O, how bitter a thing
Orl. it is, to looke into happines through another mans eies:
Orl. by so much the more shall I to morrow be at the height
Orl. of heart heauinesse. by how much I shal thinke my bro
Orl. ther happie, in hauing what he wishes for.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. Why then to morrow, I cannot serue your turne