Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Old La. That you are now a Maide, thus then in briefe:
Old La. The valiant Paris seekes you for his loue.
Nurse. Nurse.
Nurse. A man young Lady, Lady, such a man as all
Nurse. the world. Why hee's a man of waxe.
Old La. Old La.
Old La. Veronas Summer hath not such a flower.
Nurse. Nay hee's a flower, infaith a very flower.
Old La. What say you, can you loue the Gentleman?
Old La. This night you shall behold him at our Feast,
Old La. Read ore the volume of young Paris face,
Old La. And find delight, writ there with Beauties pen:
Old La. Examine euery seuerall liniament,
Old La. And see how one another lends content:
Old La. And what obscur'd in this faire volume lies,
Old La. Find written in the Margent of his eyes.
Old La. This precious Booke of Loue, this vnbound Louer,
Old La. To Beautifie him, onely lacks a Couer.