Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cam. But with a lingring Dram, that should not worke
Cam. Maliciously, like Poyson: But I cannot
Cam. Beleeue this Crack to be in my dread Mistresse
Cam. (So soueraignely being Honorable.)
Cam. I haue lou’d thee,
Leo. Leo.
Leo. Make that thy question, and goe rot:
Leo. Do’st thinke I am so muddy, so vnsetled,
Leo. To appoint my selfe in this vexation?
Leo. Sully the puritie and whitenesse of my Sheetes
Leo. (Which to preserue, is Sleepe; which being spotted,
Leo. Is Goades, Thornes, Nettles, Tayles of Waspes)
Leo. Giue scandall to the blood o’th’Prince, my Sonne,
Leo. (Who I doe thinke is mine, and loue as mine)
Leo. Without ripe mouing to’t? Would I doe this?
Leo. Could man so blench?
Cam. Cam.
Cam. I must beleeue you (Sir)
Cam. I doe, and will fetch off Bohemia for’t:
Cam. Prouided, that when hee’s remou’d, your Highnesse