Much adoe
18211728A thou
sand blu
shing apparitions,
18221729To
start into her face, a thou
sand innocent
shames,
18231730In angel whitene
sse beate away tho
se blu
shes,
18241731And in her eie there hath appeard a
fire,
18251732To burne the errors that the
se princes hold
18261733Again
st her maiden truth: call me a foole,
18271734Tru
st not my reading, nor my ob
seruations,
18281735Which with experimental
seale doth warrant
18291736The tenure of my booke: tru
st not my age,
18301737My reuerence, calling, nor diuinitie,
18311738If this
sweete ladie lie not guiltle
sse here,
18341741Thou
see
st that al the grace that
she hath left,
18351742Is, that
she will not adde to her damnation,
18361743A
sinne of periury,
she not denies it:
18371744Why
seek
st thou then to couer with excu
se,
18381745That which appeares in proper nakedne
sse?
18391746Frier Lady, what man is he you are accu
sde of?
18401747Hero They know that do accu
se me, I know none,
18421749Then that which maiden mode
sty doth warrant,
18431750Let all my
sinnes lacke mercie, O my father,
18441751Proue you that any man with me conuer
st,
18451752At houres vnmeete, or that I ye
sternight
18461753Maintaind the change of words with any creature,
18471754Refu
se me, hate me, torture me to death.
18481755Frier There is
some
strange mi
spri
sion in the princes.
18491756Bene. Two of them haue the very bent of honour,
18501757And if their wi
sedomes be mi
sled in this,
18511758The pra
cti
se of it liues in Iohn the Ba
stard,
18521759Who
se
spirites toyle in frame of villanies.
18531760Leonato I know not, if they
speake but truth of her,
18541761The
se hands
shall teare her, if they wrong her honour,
18551762The prowde
st of them
shal wel heare of it.
18561763Time hath not yet
so dried this bloud of mine,
18571764Nor age
so eate vp my inuention,
Nor