Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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For. Pardon me Madam, for I meant not so.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. What, what? First praise me, & then again say no.
Qu. O short liu'd pride. Not faire? alacke for woe.
Qu. For. Yes
Qu. Loues Labour's lost.
For. For.
For. Yes Madam faire.
Qu. Nay, neuer paint me now,
Qu. Where faire is not, praise cannot mend the brow.
Qu. Here (good my glasse) take this for telling true:
Qu. Faire paiment for foule words, is more then due.
For. Nothing but faire is that which you inherit.
Qu. See, see, my beautie will be sau'd by merit.
Qu. O heresie in faire, fit for these dayes,
Qu. A giuing hand, though foule, shall haue faire praise.
Qu. But come, the Bow: Now Mercie goes to kill,