Reading All's Well, that Ends Well — William Shakespeare

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Old. Cou.

Yes Hellen, you might be my daughter in law,

God shield you meane it not, daughter and mother

So striue vpon your pulse; vvhat pale agen?

My feare hath catcht your fondnesse! now I see

The mistrie of your louelinesse, and finde

Your salt teares head, now to all sence 'tis grosse:

You loue my sonne, inuention is asham'd

Against the proclamation of thy passion

To say thou doost not: therefore tell me true,

But tell me then 'tis so, for looke, thy cheekes

Confesse it 'ton tooth to th' other, and thine eies

See it so grosely showne in thy behauiours,

That in their kinde they speake it, onely sinne

And hellish obstinacie tye thy tongue

That truth should be suspected, speake, ist so?

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