Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mar. Perchance because she knowes him innocent.
Ti. Ti.
Ti. If they did kill thy husband then be ioyfull,
Ti. Because the law hath tane reuenge on them.
Ti. No, no, they would not doe so foule a deede,
Ti. Witnes the sorrow that their sister makes.
Ti. Gentle Lauinia let me kisse thy lips,
Ti. Or make some signes how I may do thee ease:
Ti. Shall thy good Vncle, and thy brother Lucius,
Ti. And thou and I sit round about some Fountaine,
Ti. Looking all downewards to behold our cheekes
Ti. How they are stain'd in meadowes, yet not dry
Ti. With miery slime left on them by a flood:
Ti. And in the Fountaine shall we gaze so long,
Ti. Till the fresh taste be taken from that cleerenes,
Ti. And made a brine pit with our bitter teares?
Ti. Or shall we cut away our hands like thine?
Ti. Or shall we bite our tongues, and in dumbe shewes
Ti. Passe the remainder of our hatefull dayes?
Ti. What shall we doe? Let vs that haue our tongues