The Honest Whore.
337337Do
ctor Ile
starve her on the Appenine
338338Ere he
shall marrie her: I mu
st confe
sse,
339339Hipolito is nobly borne, a man;
340340Did not mine enemies blood boile in his veines,
341341Whom I would court to be my
sonne in law?
342342But Princes who
se high
spleenes for empery
swell,
343343Are not with ea
sie arte made paralell.
3443442 Ser. She wakes my Lord.
Duke Looke Do
ctor
Benedick.
345345I charge you on your lives maintaine for truth,
346346What ere the Do
ctor or my
selfe averre
347347For you
shall beare hes hence to
Bergaine 348348Inf. Oh God, what fearefull dreames?
351351Why
Infaelisha, how i
st now, ha,
speake?
352352Inf. I'me well, what makes this Do
ctor heere? I'me well.
353353Duke Thou wert not
so even now,
sicknes pale hand
354354Laid hold on thee even in the dead
st of fea
sting,
355355And when a cap crownde with thy lovers health
356356Had toucht thy lips, a
sencible cold dew
357357Stood on thy cheekes, as if that death had wept
358358To
see
such beautie alterd.
360360I
sate at banquet, but felt no
such change.
361361Duke Thou ha
st forgot then how a me
ssenger
362362Came wildely in with this vn
savorie newes
364364Inf. What me
ssenger? whoes dead?
365365Duke Hipolito, alacke, wring not thy hands.
366366Inf. I
saw no me
ssenger, heard no
such newes,
367367Doctor Tru
st me you did
sweete Lady.
368368Duke La you now.
2 Servants Yes indeede Madam.
369369Duke La you now, tis well God knowes.
370370Inf. You ha
slaine him, and now you'le murder mee.
371371Duke Good
Infaelishae vexe not thus thy
selfe,
372372Of this the bad report before did
strike
373373So coldly to the heart, that the
swift currents
374374Of life were all
frozen vp.
It