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Belonging to whom?

KAT HARINE

To my fortunes and me.

PRINCESS

Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, agree. [210]
This civil war of wits were much better used
On Navarre and his book-men, for here ’tis abused.

BOY ET

If my observation, which very seldom lies,
By the heart’s still rhetoric disclosèd with eyes
Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected. [215]

PRINCESS

With what?

BOY ET

With that which we lovers entitle ‘affected’.

PRINCESS

Your reason?

BOY ET

Why, all his behaviours did make their retire
To the court of his eye, peeping through desire. [220]
His heart, like an agate with your print impressed.
Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed,
His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,
Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be.
All senses to that sense did make their repair, [225]
To feel only looking on fairest of fair.
Methought all his senses were locked in his eye,
As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy;
Who, tendering their own worth from where they were glassed,
Did point you to buy them along as you passed. [230]
His face’s own margin did quote such amazes
That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes.
I’ll give you Aquitaine, and all that is his,