Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ros. Ros.
Ros. Do you not know I am a woman, when I thinke,
Ros. I must speake: sweet, say on.
Ros. Enter Orlando & Iaques.
Cel. Cel.
Cel. You bring me out. Soft, comes he not heere?
Ros. 'Tis he, slinke by, and note him.
Iaq. Iaq.
Iaq. I thanke you for your company, but good faith
Iaq. I had as liefe haue beene my selfe alone.
Orl. Orl.
Orl. And so had I: but yet for fashion sake
Orl. I thanke you too, for your societie.
Iaq. God buy you, let's meet as little as we can.
Orl. I do desire we may be better strangers.
Iaq. I pray you marre no more trees vvith Writing