Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Por. Away then, I am lockt in one of them,
Por. If you doe loue me, you will finde me out.
Por. Nerryssa and the rest, stand all aloose,
Por. Let musicke sound while he doth make his choise,
Por. Then if he loose he makes a Swan‑like end,
Por. Fading in musique. That the comparison
Por. May stand more proper, my eye shall be the streame
Por. And watrie death‑bed for him: he may win,
Por. And what is musique than? Than musique is
Por. Euen as the flourish, when true subiects bowe
Por. To a new crowned Monarch: Such it is,
Por. As are those dulcet sounds in breake of day,
Por. That creepe into the dreaming bride‑groomes eare,
Por. And summon him to marriage. Now he goes
Por. With no lesse presence, but with much more loue
Por. Then yong Alcides, when he did redeeme
Por. The virgine tribute, paied by howling Troy
Por. To the Sea‑monster: I stand for sacrifice,
Por. The rest aloofe are the Dardanian wiues:
Por. With bleared visages come forth to view