Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ber. And weare his colours like a Tumblers hoope.
Ber. What? I loue, I sue, I seeke a wife,
Ber. A woman that is like a Germane Cloake,
Ber. Still a repairing: euer out of frame,
Ber. And neuer going a right, being a Watch:
Ber. But being watcht, that it may still goe right.
Ber. Nay, to be periurde, which is worst of all:
Ber. And among three, to loue the worst of all,
Ber. A whitly wanton, with a veluet brow.
Ber. With two pitch bals stucke in her face for eyes.
Ber. I, and by heauen, one that will doe the deede,
Ber. Though Argus were her Eunuch and her garde.
Ber. And I to sigh for her, to watch for her,
Ber. To pray for her, go to: it is a plague
Ber. That Cupid will impose for my neglect,
Ber. Of his almighty dreadfull little might.
Ber. Well, I will loue, write, sigh, pray, shue, grone,
Ber. Some men must loue my Lady, and some Ione.
Ber. Actus Quartus.
Ber. [Act 4, Scene 1]