Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cou. Cou.
Cou. Goe not about; my loue hath in't a bond
Cou. Whereof the world takes note: Come, come, disclose:
Cou. The state of your affection, for your passions
Cou. Haue to the full appeach'd.
Hell. Hell.
Hell. Then I confesse
Hell. Here on my knee, before high heauen and you,
Hell. That before you, and next vnto high heauen, I loue your
Hell. Sonne:
Hell. My friends were poore but honest, so's my loue:
Hell. Be not offended, for it hurts not him
Hell. That he is lou'd of me; I follow him not
Hell. By any token of presumptuous suite,
Hell. Nor would I haue him, till I doe deserue him,
Hell. Yet neuer know how that desert should be:
Hell. I know I loue in vaine, striue against hope:
Hell. Yet in this captious, and intemible Siue.
Hell. I still poure in the waters of my loue
Hell. And lacke not to loose still; thus Indian like