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O, he’s the courageous captain of compliments, he fights as you sing pricksong, keeps time, distance and proportion. (2.4.)
this drivelling love is like a great natural that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole (2.4.)
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;
There stays a husband to make you a wife (2.5.)
For by your leaves, you shall not stay alone,
Til Holy Church incorporate two in one (2.6.)
