Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moath:
Por. O these deliberate fooles when they doe choose,
Por. They haue the wisdome by their wit to loose.
Ner. Ner.
Ner. The ancient saying is no heresie,
Ner. Hanging and wiuing goes by destinie.
Por. Por.
Por. Come draw the curtaine Nerrissa.
Por. Enter Messenger.
Mes. Mes.
Mes. Where is my Lady?
Por. Here, what would my Lord?
Mes. Madam, there is a‑lighted at your gate
Mes. A yong Venetian, one that comes before
Mes. To signifie th'approaching of his Lord,
Mes. From whom he bringeth sensible regreets;
Mes. To wit (besides commends and curteous breath)
Mes. Gifts of rich value; yet I haue not seene