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Not you to me, but I betrayed by you;
I that am honest, I that hold it sin [175]
To break the vow I am engagèd in,
I am betrayed by keeping company
With men like you, men of inconstancy.
When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme?
Or groan for Joan? Or spend a minute’s time [180]
In pruning me? When shall you hear that I
Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye,
A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist,
A leg, a limb -

KING

Soft! Whither away so fast?
A true man or a thief that gallops so? [185]

BEROWNE

I post from love. Good lover, let me go.

Enter Jaquenetta with a letter and Costard.

JAQUENET T A

God bless the King!

KING

What present hast thou there?

COST ARD

Some certain treason.

KING

What makes treason here?

COST ARD

Nay, it makes nothing, sir.

KING

If it mar nothing neither,
The treason and you go in peace away together. [190]