Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. King.
King. Despise me when I breake this oath of mine.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. I will, and therefore keepe it. Rosaline,
Qu. What did the Russian whisper in your eare?
Ros. Ros.
Ros. Madam, he swore that he did hold me deare
Ros. As precious eye‑sight, and did value me
Ros. Aboue this World: adding thereto moreouer,
Ros. That he vvould Wed me, or else die my Louer.
Qu. God giue thee ioy of him: the Noble Lord
Qu. Most honorably doth vphold his word.
King. What meane you Madame?
King. By my life, my troth
King. I neuer swore this Ladie such an oth.
Ros. By heauen you did; and to confirme it plaine,
Ros. You gaue me this: But take it sir againe.