Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ol. Laf. Ames‑ace for my life.
Hel. Hel.
Hel. The honor sir that flames in your faire eyes,
Hel. Before I speake too threatningly replies:
Hel. Loue make your fortunes twentie times aboue
Hel. Her that so wishes, and her humble loue.
2. Lo. 2. Lo.
2. Lo. No better if you please.
Hel. My wish receiue,
Hel. Which great loue grant, and so I take my leaue.
Ol. Laf. Ol. Laf.
Ol. Laf. Do all they denie her? And they were sons
Ol. Laf. of mine, I'de haue them whip'd, or I would send them
Ol. Laf. to'th Turke to make Eunuches of.
Hel. Be not afraid that I your hand should take,
Hel. Ile neuer do you wrong for your owne sake:
Hel. Blessing vpon your vowes, and in your bed
Hel. Finde fairer fortune, if you euer wed.