Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iul: Is she not downe so late, or vp so early?
Iul: What vnaccustom'd cause procures her hither?
Lad. Lad.
Lad. Why how now Iuliet?
Iul. Iul.
Iul. Madam I am not well.
Lad. Euermore weeping for your Cozins death?
Lad. What wilt thou wash him from his graue with teares?
Lad. And if thou couldst, thou could'st not make him liue:
Lad. Therefore haue done, some griefe shewes much of Loue,
Lad. But much of griefe, shewes still some want of wit.
Iul. Yet let me weepe, for such a feeling losse.
Lad. So shall you feele the losse, but not the Friend
Lad. Which you weepe for.
Iul. Feeling so the losse,
Iul. I cannot chuse but euer weepe the Friend.