Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Duke. The key whereof, my selfe haue euer kept:
Duke. And thence she cannot be conuay'd away.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. Know (noble Lord) they haue deuis'd a meane
Pro. How he her chamber‑window will ascend,
Pro. And with a Corded‑ladder fetch her downe:
Pro. For which, the youthfull Louer now is gone,
Pro. And this way comes he with it presently.
Pro. Where (if it please you) you may intercept him.
Pro. But (good my Lord) doe it so cunningly
Pro. That my discouery be not aimed at:
Pro. For, loue of you, not hate vnto my friend,
Pro. Hath made me publisher of this pretence.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Vpon mine Honor, he shall neuer know
Duke. That I had any light from thee of this.
Pro. Adiew, my Lord, Sir Valentine is comming.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. Sir Valentine, whether away so fast?