Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Adr. Adr.
Adr. This weeke he hath beene heauie, sower sad,
Adr. And much different from the man he was:
Adr. But till this afternoone his passion
Adr. Ne're brake into extremity of rage.
Ab. Ab.
Ab. Hath he not lost much wealth by wrack of sea,
Ab. Buried some deere friend, hath not else his eye
Ab. Stray'd his affection in vnlawfull loue,
Ab. A sinne preuailing much in youthfull men,
Ab. Who giue their eies the liberty of gazing.
Ab. Which of these sorrowes is he subiect too?
Adr. To none of these, except it be the last,
Adr. Namely, some loue that drew him oft from home.
Ab. You should for that haue reprehended him.
Adr. Why so I did.