Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Orl. Orl.
Orl. And what wit could wit haue, to excuse that?
Rosa. Rosa.
Rosa. Marry to say, she came to seeke you there: you
Rosa. shall neuer take her without her answer, vnlesse you take
Rosa. her without her tongue: T that woman that cannot
Rosa. make her fault her husbands occasion, let her neuer nurse
Rosa. her childe her selfe, for she will breed it like a foole.
Orl. For these two houres Rosalinde, I wil leaue thee.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. Alas, deere loue, I cannot lacke thee two houres.
Orl. I must attend the Duke at dinner, by two a clock
Orl. I will be with thee againe.
Ros. I, goe your waies, goe your waies: I knew what
Ros. you would proue, my friends told mee as much, and I
Ros. thought no lesse: that flattering tongue of yours wonne
Ros. me: 'tis but one cast away, and so come death: two o'