The most excellent Tragedie,
980743Rom: Let me
stay here till you remember it.
981744Iul: I
shall forget to haue thee
still
staie here,
982745Remembring how I loue thy companie.
983746Rom: And il'e
stay
still to haue thee
still forget,
984747Forgetting any other home but this.
985748Iu: Tis almo
st morning I would haue thee gone,
986749But yet no further then a wantons bird,
987750Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
988751Like a pore pri
soner in his twi
sted giues,
989752And with a
silke thred puls it backe againe,
990753Too louing iealous of his libertie.
991754Ro: Would I were thy bird.
993756Yet I
should kill thee with much cherri
shing thee.
994757Good night, good night, parting is
such
sweet
sorrow,
996758That I
shall
say good night till it be morrow.
997759Rom: Sleepe dwell vpon thine eyes, peace on thy
(breast. 998760I would that I were
sleep and peace of
sweet to re
st.
1003761Now will I go to my Gho
stly fathers Cell,
1004762His help to craue, and my good hap to tell.
1006764Frier: The gray ey'd morne
smiles on the frowning
(night, 1007765Checkring the Ea
sterne clouds with
streakes of light,
1008766And
flecked darkenes like a drunkard reeles,
1009767From forth daies path, and
Titans fierie wheeles:
1010768Now ere the Sunne aduance his burning eye,
1011769The world to cheare, and nights darke dew to drie
1012770We mu
st vp
fill this oa
sier Cage of ours,
1013771With balefull weeds, and precious iuyced
flowers.
1020772Oh mickle is the powerfull grace that lies
1021773In hearbes, plants,
stones, and their true qualities:
1022774For nought
so vile, that vile on earth doth liue,
But