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 But all o oone as the all cheering Sunne, Should in the farthet Eat begin to draw, The hadie curtaines from Auroras bed, Away from light teales home my heauy onne, And priuate in his Chamber pennes himelfe, Shuts vp his windowes, locks faire day-light out, And makes himelfe an artificiall night, Blacke and protendous mut this humour proue, Vnlee good Counell may the caue remoue.

Ben. My noble vncle doe you know the caue?

Moun. I neither know it, nor can learne of him.

Ben. Haue you importunde him by any meanes?

Moun. Both by my elfe and many other friends, But hee his owne affections Couneller, Is to himelfe (I will not ay how true) But to himelfe o ecret and o cloe, So farre from founding and dicouery. As is the bud bit with an enuious worme, Ere hee can pread his weete leaues to the ayre, Or dedicate his beauty to the ame. Could we but learne from whence his orrowes grow, We would as willingly giue cure, as know.

Benu. See where hee comes, o pleae you tep aide, He know his greeuance or bee much denide.

Moun. I would thou werto happy by thy tay, To heare true thrift, come Madam lets away.

Exeunt

Benuel. Good morrow Couin.

Romeo. Is the day o young?

Ben. But new trooke nine.

Romeo. Ay me ad houres eeme long: Was that my father that went hence o fat?

Ben. It was: what adnee lengthens Romeos houres?

Rom. Not hauing that, which hauing, makes them hort.

Ben. In loue.

Romeo. Out.

Ben. Of loue. Rh