Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ol. Ol.
Ol. 'Tis in graine sir, 'twill endure winde and wea
Ol. ther.
Vio. Vio.
Vio. Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white,
Vio. Natures owne sweet, and cunning hand laid on:
Vio. Lady, you are the cruell'st shee aliue,
Vio. If you will leade these graces to the graue,
Vio. And leaue the world no copie.
Ol. O sir, I will not be so hard‑hearted: I will giue
Ol. out diuers scedules of my beautie. It shalbe Inuentoried
Ol. and euery particle and vtensile labell'd to my will: As,
Ol. Item two lippes indifferent redde, Item two grey eyes,
Ol. with lids to them: Item, one necke, one chin, & so forth.
Ol. Were you sent hither to praise me?
Vio. I see you what you are, you are too proud:
Vio. But if you were the diuell, you are faire:
Vio. My Lord, and master loues you: O such loue