Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Luc. All these are seruants to deceitfull men.
Iul. Iul.
Iul. Base men, that vse them to so base effect;
Iul. But truer starres did gouerne Protheus birth,
Iul. His words are bonds, his oathes are oracles,
Iul. His loue sincere, his thoughts immaculate,
Iul. His teares, pure messengers, sent from his heart,
Iul. His heary as far from fraud, as heauen from earth.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. Pray heau'n he proue so when you come to him.
Iul. Now, as thou lou'st me, do him not that wrong,
Iul. To beare a hard opinion of his truth:
Iul. Onely deserue my loue, by louing him,
Iul. And presently goe with me to my chamber
Iul. To take a note of what I stand in need of,
Iul. To furnish me vpon my longing iourney:
Iul. All that is mine I leaue at thy dispose,
Iul. My goods, my Lands, my reputation,
Iul. Onely, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence: