Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lor. Lor.
Lor. O deare discretion, how his words are suted,
Lor. The foole hath planted in his memory
Lor. An Armie of good words, and I doe know
Lor. A many fooles that stand in better place,
Lor. Garnisht like him, that for a tricksie word
Lor. Defie the matter: how cheer'st thou Iessica,
Lor. And now good sweet say thy opinion,
Lor. How
Lor. The Merchant of Venice.
Lor. How dost thou like the Lord Bassiano's wife?
Iessi. Iessi.
Iessi. Past all expressing, it is very meete
Iessi. The Lord Bassanio liue an vpright life
Iessi. For hauing such a blessing in his Lady,
Iessi. He findes the ioyes of heauen heere on earth,
Iessi. And if on earth he doe not meane it, it
Iessi. Is reason he should neuer come to heauen?
Iessi. Why, if two gods should play some heauenly match,
Iessi. And on the wager lay two earthly women,