Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Othe. Did I but speake thy deedes. What commited?
Othe. Heauen stoppes the Nose at it, and the Moone winks:
Othe. The baudy winde that kisses all it meetes,
Othe. Is hush'd within the hollow Myne of Earth
Othe. And will not hear't. What commited?
Des. Des.
Des. By Heauen you do me wrong.
Othe. Othe.
Othe. Are not you a Strumpet?
Des. No, as I am a Christian.
Des. If to preserue this vessell for my Lord,
Des. From any other foule vnlawfull touch
Des. Be not to be a Strumpet, I am none.
Othe. What, not a Whore?
Des. No, as I shall be sau'd.
Othe. Is't possible?