Love's Labor's Lost (Quarto 1, 1598)

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called Loues Labor's lost.
 
 14081309A greene Goose, a Goddesse, pure pure ydotarie.
 14091310God amende vs, God amende, we are much out a th'way.
 
 14101311Enter Dumaine.
 14111312Long. By whom shall I send this (companie?) Stay.
 14121313Berow. All hid, all hid, an olde infant play,
 14131314Like a demie God, here sit I in the skie,
 14141315And wretched fooles secrets heedfully ore ey.
 14151316More Sacks to the myll. O heauens I haue my wysh,
 14161317Dumaine transformed, foure Woodcocks in a dysh.
 14171318Duma. O most deuine Kate.
 14181319Berow. O most prophane coxcombe.
 14191320Duma. By heauen the woonder in a mortall eye.
 14201321Ber. By earth she is not, corporall, there you ly.
 14211322Duma. Her Amber heires for foule hath amber coted.
 14221323Ber. An amber colourd Rauen was well noted.
 14231324Duma. As vpright as the Ceder.
 14241325Ber. Stoope I say, her shoulder is with child.
 14251326Duma. As faire as day. 
 14261327Ber. I as some dayes, but then no Sunne must shine.
 14271328Duma. O that I had my wish?
 14281329Long. And I had mine.
 14291330King. And mine too good Lord.
 14301331Ber. Amen, so I had mine: Is not that a good word?
 14311332Duma. I would forget her, but a Feuer shee
 14321333Raignes in my blood, and will remembred be.
 14331334Ber. A Feuer in your blood, why then incision
 14341335Would let her out in Sawcers, sweete misprison.
 14351336Dum. Once more Ile reade the Odo that I haue writ.
 14361337Ber. Once more Ile marke how Loue can varrie Wit.
 14371338Dumaine reads his Sonnet.
 14381339	
 On a day, alacke the day:
 14391340	Loue, whose Month is euer May:
 14401341	Spied a blossome passing faire,
 14411342	Playing in the wanton aire:
 14421343	Through the Veluet, leaues the wind,
 14431344	All vnseene, can passage finde:
 14441345	That the Louer sicke to death,
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Love's Labor's Lost (Quarto 1, 1598)