BEROWNE Lady, I will commend you to m...

Love’s Labour's Lost

Berowne Longaville Dumaine Rosaline Boyet

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BEROWNE

Lady, I will commend you to mine own heart.

ROSALINE

Pray you, do my commendations; I would be glad to see it.

BEROWNE

I would you heard it groan.

ROSALINE

Is the fool sick?

BEROWNE

Sick at the heart.

ROSALINE

Alack, let it blood.

BEROWNE

Would that do it good?

ROSALINE

My physic says 'ay.'

BEROWNE

Will you prick't with your eye?

ROSALINE

No point, with my knife.

BEROWNE

Now, God save thy life!

ROSALINE

And yours from long living!

BEROWNE

I cannot stay thanksgiving.

[Retiring]

DUMAIN

Sir, I pray you, a word: what lady is that same?

BOYET

The heir of Alencon, Katharine her name.

DUMAIN

A gallant lady. Monsieur, fare you well.

[Exit]

LONGAVILLE

I beseech you a word: what is she in the white?

BOYET

A woman sometimes, an you saw her in the light.

LONGAVILLE

Perchance light in the

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