Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ho. For beauty liues with kindnesse.
Ho. Loue doth to her eyes repaire,
Ho. To helpe him of his blindnesse:
Ho. And being help'd, inhabits there.
Ho. Then to Siluia, let vs sing,
Ho. That Siluia is excelling;
Ho. She excels each mortall thing
Ho. Vpon the dull earth dwelling.
Ho. To her let vs Garlands bring.
Ho. Ho.
Ho. How now? are you sadder than you were before;
Ho. How doe you, man? the Musicke likes you not.
Iu. Iu.
Iu. You mistake: the Musitian likes me not.
Ho. Why, my pretty youth?
Iu. He plaies false (father.)
Ho. How, out of tune on the strings.