Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ob. And lead these testie Riuals so astray,
Ob. As one come not within anothers way.
Ob. Like to Lysander, sometime frame thy tongue,
Ob. Then stirre Demetrius vp with bitter wrong;
Ob. And sometime raile thou like Demetrius;
Ob. And from each other looke thou leade them thus,
Ob. Till ore their browes, death‑counterfeiting, sleepe
Ob. With leaden legs, and Battie‑wings doth creepe:
Ob. Then crush this hearbe into Lysanders eie,
Ob. Whose liquor hath this vertuous propertie,
Ob. To take from thence all error, with his might,
Ob. And make his eie‑bals role with wonted sight.
Ob. When they next wake, all this derision
Ob. Shall seeme a dreame, and fruitlesse vision,
Ob. And backe to Athens shall the Louers wend
Ob. With league, whose date till death shall neuer end.
Ob. Whiles I in this affaire do thee imply,
Ob. Ile to my Queene, and beg her Indian Boy;
Ob. And then I will her charmed eie release
Ob. From monsters view, and all things shall be peace.