Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Val. But from her handmaid do returne this answer:
Val. The Element it selfe, till seuen yeares heate,
Val. Shall not behold her face at ample view:
Val. But like a Cloystresse she will vailed walke,
Val. And water once a day her Chamber round
Val. With eye‑offending brine: all this to season
Val. A brothers dead loue, which she would keepe fresh
Val. And lasting, in her sad remembrance.
Du. Du.
Du. O she that hath a heart of that fine frame
Du. To pay this debt of loue but to a brother,
Du. How will she loue, when the rich golden shaft
Du. Hath kill'd the flocke of all affections else
Du. That liue in her. When Liuer, Braine, and Heart,
Du. These soueraigne thrones, are all supply'd and fill'd
Du. Her sweete perfections with one selfe king:
Du. Away before me, to sweet beds of Flowres,
Du. Loue‑thoughts lye rich, when canopy'd with bowres.
Du. Exeunt
Du. Scena Secunda.