Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vio. Where loue is thron'd.
Du. Du.
Du. Thou dost speake masterly,
Du. My life vpon't, yong though thou art, thine eye
Du. Hath staid vpon some fauour that it loues:
Du. Hath it not boy?
Vio. Vio.
Vio. A little, by your fauour.
Du. What kinde of woman ist?
Vio. Of your complection.
Du. She is not worth thee then. What yeares ifaith?
Vio. About your yeeres my Lord.
Du. Too old by heauen: Let still the woman take
Du. An elder then her selfe, so weares she to him;
Du. So swayes she leuell in her husbands heart: