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O, he's a lovely gentleman! Fie, fie, thou sham'st thy shape, thy love, thy wit; That may be must be, love, on Thursday next. Such love must needs be treason in my breast: So will ye, I am sure, that you love me. He for his father's sake so loves the prince Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. And I will love thee, and prefer thee for it. Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love.