Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iul. Come; answere not: but to it presently,
Iul. I am impatient of my tarriance.
Iul. Exeunt.
Iul. Actus Tertius, Scena Prima.
Iul. [Act 3, Scene 1]
Iul. Enter Duke, Thurio, Protheus, Valentine,
Iul. Launce, Speed.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Sir Thurio, giue vs leaue (I pray) a while,
Duke. We haue some secrets to confer about.
Duke. Now tell me Protheus, what's your will with me?
Pro. Pro.
Pro. My gracious Lord, that which I wold discouer,
Pro. The Law of friendship bids me to conceale,
Pro. But when I call to minde your gracious fauours
Pro. Done to me (vndeseruing as I am)
Pro. My dutie pricks me on to vtter that
Pro. Which else, no worldly good should draw from me:
Pro. Know (worthy Prince) Sir Valentine my friend
Pro. This night intends to steale away your daughter: