Loves Labour Lost by William Shakespeare
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Brag. Tell me precisely of what complexion?
Boy. Of the sea-water Greene sir Brag. Is that one of the foure complexions? Boy. As I haue read sir, and the best of them too Brag. Greene indeed is the colour of Louers: but to haue a Loue of that colour, methinkes Sampson had small reason for it. He surely affected her for her wit Boy. It was so sir, for she had a greene wit Brag. My Loue is most immaculate white and red Boy. Most immaculate thoughts Master, are mask'd vnder such colours Brag. Define, define, well educated infant Boy. My fathers witte, and my mothers tongue assist mee Brag. Sweet inuocation of a childe, most pretty and patheticall Boy. If shee be made of white and red, Her faults will nere be knowne: For blushin cheekes by faults are bred, And feares by pale white showne: Then if she feare, or be to blame, |
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