Wash’d it with tears? Hence from her! let her die.
[155] Friar. Hear me a little;
[156] For I have only been silent so long,
[157] And given way unto this course of fortune,
By noting of the lady: I have mark’d
[159] A thousand blushing apparitions
160 To start into her face; a thousand innocent shames
[161] In angel whiteness beat away those blushes;
And in her eye there hath appear’d a fire,
To burn the errors that these princes hold