Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vio. Vio.
Vio. Me thinkes his words do from such passsion flye
Vio. That he beleeues himselfe, so do not I:
Vio. Proue true imagination, oh proue true,
Vio. That I deere brother, be now tane for you.
To. To.
To. Come hither Knight, come hither Fabian: Weel
To. whisper ore a couplet or two of most sage sawes.
Vio. He nam'd Sebastian: I my brother know
Vio. Yet liuing in my glasse: euen such, and so
Vio. In fauour was my Brother, and he went
Vio. Still in this fashion, colour, ornament,
Vio. For him I imitate: Oh if it proue,
Vio. Tempests are kinde, and salt waues fresh in loue.
To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more a coward
To. then a Hare, his dishonesty appeares, in leauing his frend
To. heere in necesssity, and denying him: and for his coward
To. ship aske Fabian.