Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Now Madam are your prisoner to an Emperour,
Tit. To him that for you Honour and your State,
Tit. Will vse you Nobly and your followers.
Satu. Satu.
Satu. A goodly Lady, trust me of the Hue
Satu. That I would choose, were I to choose a new:
Satu. Cleere vp Faire Queene that cloudy countenance,
Satu. Though chance of warre
Satu. Hath wrought this change of cheere,
Satu. Thou com'st not to be made a scorne in Rome:
Satu. Princely shall be thy vsage euery way.
Satu. Rest on my word, and let not discontent
Satu. Daunt all your hopes: Madam he comforts you,
Satu. Can make your Greater then the Queene of Gothes?
Satu. Lauinia you are not displeas'd with this?
Lau. Lau.
Lau. Not I my Lord, sith true Nobilitie,
Lau. Warrants these words in Princely curtesie.
Sat. Sat.
Sat. Thankes sweete Lauinia, Romans let vs goe: