Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sil. Sil.
Sil. Where euer sorrow is, reliefe would be:
Sil. If you doe sorrow at my griefe in loue,
Sil. By giuing loue your sorrow, and my griefe
Sil. Were both extermin'd.
Phe. Phe.
Phe. Thou hast my loue, is not that neighbourly?
Sil. I would haue you.
Phe. Why that were couetousnesse:
Phe. Siluius; the time was, that I hated thee;
Phe. And yet it is not, that I beare thee loue,
Phe. But since that thou canst talke of loue so well,
Phe. Thy company, which erst was irkesome to me
Phe. I will endure; and Ile employ thee too:
Phe. But doe not looke for further recompence
Phe. Then thine owne gladnesse, that thou art employd.
Sil. So holy, and so perfect is my loue,