Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clo. I, now am I in Arden, the more foole I, when I
Clo. was at home I was in a better place, but Trauellers must
Clo. be content.
Clo. Enter Corin and Siluius.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. I, be so good Touchstone: Look you, who comes
Ros. here, a yong man and an old in solemne talke.
Cor. Cor.
Cor. That is the way to make her scorne you still.
Sil. Sil.
Sil. Oh Corin, that thou knew'st how I do loue her.
Cor. I partly guesse: for I haue lou'd ere now.
Sil. No Corin, being old, thou canst not guesse,
Sil. Though in thy youth thou wast as true a louer
Sil. As euer sigh'd vpon a midnight pillow:
Sil. But if thy loue were euer like to mine,
Sil. As sure I thinke did neuer man loue so:
Sil. How many actions most ridiculous,