Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iul. Orecouered quite with dead mens ratling bones,
Iul. With reckie shankes and yellow chappels sculls:
Iul. Or bid me go into a new made graue,
Iul. And hide me with a dead man in his graue,
Iul. Things that to heare them told, haue made me tremble,
Iul. And I will doe it without feare or doubt,
Iul. To liue an vnstained wife to my sweet Loue.
Fri. Fri.
Fri. Hold then: goe home, be merrie, giue consent,
Fri. To marrie Paris: wensday is to morrow,
Fri. To morrow night looke that thou lie alone,
Fri. Let not thy Nurse lie with thee in thy Chamber:
Fri. Take thou this Violl being then in bed,
Fri. And this distilling liquor drinke thou off,
Fri. When presently through all thy veines shall run,
Fri. A cold and drowsie humour: for no pulse
Fri. Shall keepe his natiue progresse, but surcease:
Fri. No warmth, no breath shall testifie thou liuest,
Fri. The Roses in thy lips and cheekes shall fade
Fri. To many ashes, the eyes windowes fall