Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Por. Let it presage the ruine of your loue,
Por. And be my vantage to exclaime on you.
Bass. Bass.
Bass. Maddam, you haue bereft me of all words,
Bass. Onely my bloud speakes to you in my vaines,
Bass. And there is such confusion in my powers,
Bass. As after some oration fairely spoke
Bass. By a beloued Prince, there doth appeare
Bass. Among the buzzing pleased multitude,
Bass. Where euery something being blent together,
Bass. Turnes to a wilde of nothing, saue of ioy
Bass. Exprest, and not exprest: but when this ring
Bass. Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence,
Bass. O then be bold to say Bassanio's dead.
Ner. Ner.
Ner. My Lord and Lady, it is now our time
Ner. That haue stood by and seene our wishes prosper,
Ner. To cry good ioy, good ioy my Lord and Lady.
Gra. Gra.
Gra. My Lord Bassanio, and my gentle Lady,