Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Flo. Still betters what is done. When you speake (Sweet)
Flo. I’ld haue you do it euer: When you sing,
Flo. I’ld haue you buy, and sell so: so giue Almes,
Flo. Pray so: and for the ord’ring your Affayres,
Flo. To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you
Flo. A waue o’th Sea, that you might euer do
Flo. Nothing but that: moue still, still so:
Flo. And owne no other Function. Each your doing,
Flo. (So singular, in each particular)
Flo. Crownes what you are doing, in the present deeds,
Flo. That all your Actes, are Queenes.
Perd. Perd.
Perd. O Doricles,
Perd. Your praises are too large: but that your youth
Perd. And the true blood which peepes fairely through’t,
Perd. Do plainly giue you out an vnstain’d Shepherd
Perd. With wisedome, I might feare (my Doricles)
Perd. You woo’d me the false way.
Flo. Flo.
Flo. I thinke you haue