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I would I knew thy heart.

RICHARD

’Tis figur’d in my tongue.

ANNE

I fear me both are false.

RICHARD

Then never was man true.

ANNE

Well, well, put up your sword. [200]

RICHARD

Say then my peace is made.

ANNE

That shalt thou know hereafter.

RICHARD

But shall I live in hope?

ANNE

All men, I hope, live so.

RICHARD

Vouchsafe to wear this ring. [205]

ANNE

To take is not to give.

RICHARD

Look how my ring encompasseth thy finger:
Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;
Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
And if thy poor devoted servant may [210]
But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,
Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever.