Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cel. Why so am I: we still haue slept together,
Cel. Rose at an instant, learn'd, plaid, eate together,
Cel. And wheresoere we went, like Iunos Swans,
Cel. Still we went coupled and inseperable.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. She is too subtile for thee, and her smoothnes;
Duk. Her verie silence, and per patience,
Duk. Speake to the people, and they pittie her:
Duk. Thou art a foole, she robs thee of thy name,
Duk. And thou wilt show more bright, & seem more vertuous
Duk. When she is gone: then open not thy lips
Duk. Firme, and irreuocable is my doombe,
Duk. Which I haue past vpon her, she is banish'd.
Cel. Cel.
Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me my Leige,
Cel. I cannot liue out of her compa
Duk. You are a foole: you Neice prouide your selfe,
Duk. If you out‑stay the time, vpon mine honor,
Duk. And in the greatnesse of my word you die.