214Sure her o
ffence
240mu
st be of
such vnnaturall degree,
241215That mon
sters it, or you for voucht a
ffe
ctions
242216Falne into taint,
which to beleeue of her
243217Mu
st be a faith that rea
son without miracle
244218Could neuer plant in me.
245219Cord. I yet be
seech your Maie
stie,
246220If for I want that glib and oyly Art,
247221To
speake and purpo
se not,
since what I well entend
248222Ile do't before I
speake,
that you may know
249223It is no vicious blot,
murder or foulnes,
250224No vncleane a
ction or di
shonord
step
251225That hath depriu'd me of your grace and fauour,
252226But euen for want of that, for which I am rich,
253227A
still
soliciting eye, and
such a tongue,
254228As I am glad I haue not, though not to haue it,
255229Hath lo
st me in your liking.
256230Leir. Goe to, goe to, better thou had
st 257not bin borne,
231Then not to haue pleas'd me better.
258232Fran. Is it no more but this, a tardines in nature,
259233That often leaues the hi
storie vn
spoke
260that it intends to
(do, 234My Lord of
Burgundie,
261what
say you to the Lady?
235Loue is not loue
262when it is mingled with re
spe
cts that
(stãds 263236Aloofe from the intire point wil you haue her?
264237She is her
selfe and dowre.
239Which your
selfe propo
sd,
267and here I take
Cordelia 240By the hand,
268Dutches of
Burgundie,
269241Leir. Nothing, I haue
sworne.
270242Burg. I am
sory then you haue
so lo
st a father,
271243That you mu
st loo
se a hu
sband.
272244Cord. Peace be with
Burgundie,
273since that re
spe
cts
245Of fortune are his loue,
274I
shall not be his wife.
275246Fran. Faire
st Cordelia that art mo
st rich being poore,
276247Mo
st choi
se for
saken,
and mo
st loued de
spi
sd,
277248Thee and thy vertues here I ceaze vpon,
278249Be it lawfull I take vp whats ca
st away,
279250Gods,
Gods
! tis
strãge,
that from their could
st negle
ct,
280251My loue
should kindle to in
flam'd re
spe
ct,
Thy