Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ar. Doe you loue me Master? no?
Pro. Pro.
Pro. Dearely, my delicate Ariell: doe not approach
Pro. Till thou do'st heare me call.
Ar. Ar.
Ar. Well: I conceiue.
Ar. Exit.
Pro. Looke thou be true: doe not giue dalliance
Pro. Too much the raigne: the strongest oathes, are straw
Pro. To th'fire ith' blood: be more abstenious,
Pro. Or else good night your vow.
Fer. Fer.
Fer. I warrant you, Sir,
Fer. The white cold virgin Snow, vpon my heart
Fer. Abates the ardour of my Liuer.
Pro. Well.
Pro. Now come my Ariell, bring a Corolary,
Pro. Rather then want a Spirit; appear, & pertly. Soft musick.