Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. Pro.
Pro. Thus haue I shund the fire, for feare of burning,
Pro. And drench'd me in the sea, where I am drown'd.
Pro. I fear'd to show my Father Iulias Letter,
Pro. Least he should take exceptions to my loue,
Pro. And with the vantage of mine owne excuse
Pro. Hath he excepted most against my loue.
Pro. Oh, how this spring of loue resembleth
Pro. The vncertaine glory of an Aprill day,
Pro. Which now shewes all the beauty of the Sun,
Pro. And by and by a clowd takes all away.
Pan. Pan.
Pan. Sir Protheus, your Fathers call's for you;
Pan. He is in hast, therefore I pray you go.
Pro. Why this it is: my heart accords thereto,
Pro. And yet a thousand times it answer's no.
Pro. Exeunt.
Pro. Finis.
Pro. Actus Secundus: Scœna Prima.