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Biron. O, I am yours, and all that I possess. Res. All the fool mine * Biron. I cannot give you less. 560 Ros. Which of the visors was it, that you wore ? Biron. Where when what visor? why demand you this Ros. There, then, that visor ; that superfluous Case, That hid the worse, and shew'd the better face. • King. We are descry'd; they'll mock us now down right. Dum. Let us confess, and turn it to a jest. Prin. Amaz'd, my lord? Why looks your highness sad Ros. Help, hold his brows! he'll swoon! Why look you pale — Sea-sick, I think, coming from Muscovy. Biron. Thus pour the stars down plagues for perjury. 579 Can any face of brass hold longer out?— Here stand I, lady; dart thy skill at me; : Bruise me with scorn, confound me with a flout; Thrust thy sharp wit quite through my ignorance; Cut me to pieces with thy keen conceit; And I will wish thee never more to dance, Nor never more in Russian habit wait. . O 1 never will I trust to speeches penn'd,
- Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue; -Nor never come in visor to my friend; 38o Nor woo in rhime, like a blind harper's song: ~ Taffata
Taffata phrases, silken terms precise,
For the Lord's tokens on you do I see. 6oo Prin. No, they are free, that gave these tokens to ll.S.
Biron. Our states are forfeit, seek not to undo us. Ros. It is not so ; For how can this be true, That you stand forfeit, being those that sue? Biron. Peace; for I will not have to do with you. Ros. Nor shall not, if I do as I intend. Biron. Speak for yourselves, my wit is at an end. King. Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude transgression * Some
Some fair excuse.
Were you not here, but even now, disguis'd
What did you whisper in your lady's ear?
her. Prin. When she shall challenge this, you will reječt her. King. Upon mine honour, no. Prin. Peace, peace, forbear; 62o
Your oath broke once, you force not to forswear.
Most honourably doth uphold his word. 63o King. What mean you, Madam by my life, my troth,
I never swore this lady such an oath.
You gave me this; but take it, sir, again.
King. My faith and this, the princess I did give; I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve. Prin. Pardon me, sir, this jewel did she wear; And lord Biron, I thank him, is my dear:— What; will you have me, or your pearl again 639 Biron. Neither of either; I remit both twain.— I see the trick on't ;—Here was a consent (Knowing aforehand of our merriment), To dash it like a Christmas comedy : Some carry-tale, some please-man, some slight zany, Some mumble-news, some trencher-knight, some Dick,That smiles his cheek in years; and knows the trick To make my lady laugh, when she's dispos'd, Told our intents before ; which once disclos'd, The ladies did change favours; and then we, Following the signs, woo'd but the sign of she. 650 Now, to our perjury to add more terror, We are again forsworn; in will, and error. Much upon this it is :-And might not you [To Boy E.T. Forestal our sport, to make us thus untrue Do not you know my lady's foot by the squier, And laugh upon the apple of her eye * And stand between her back, sir, and the fire, Holding a trencher, jesting merrily You put our page out: Go, you are allow'd ; Die when you will, a smock shall be your shroud. You leer upon me, do you ? there's an eye, 661 Wounds like a leaden sword. Boyet.