Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iul. Iul.
Iul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence.
Sil. Sil.
Sil. Had I been ceazed by a hungry Lion,
Sil. I would haue been a break‑fast to the Beast,
Sil. Rather than haue false Protheus reskue me:
Sil. Oh heauen be iudge how I loue Valentine,
Sil. Whose life's as tender to me as my soule,
Sil. And full as much (for more there cannot be)
Sil. I doe detest false periur'd Protheus:
Sil. Therefore be gone, sollicit me no more.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death
Pro. Would I not vndergoe, for one calme looke:
Pro. Oh 'tis the curse in Loue, and still approu'd,
Pro. When women cannot loue, where they're belou'd.
Sil. When Protheus cannot loue, where he's belou'd:
Sil. Read over Iulia's heart, (thy first best Loue)
Sil. For whose deare sake, thou didst then rend thy faith