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ROSALINE
You took the moon at full, but now she’s changed.
Instruments strike up.
KING
Yet still she is the moon, and I the man. [215]
The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it.
ROSALINE
Our ears vouchsafe it.
KING
But your legs should do it.
ROSALINE
Since you are strangers and come here by chance,
We’ll not be nice. Take hands. We will not dance.
KING
Why take we hands then?
ROSALINE
Only to part friends. [220]
Curtsy, sweet hearts. And so the measure ends.
KING
More measure of this measure! Be not nice.
ROSALINE
We can afford no more at such a price.
KING
Price you yourselves. What buys your company?
ROSALINE
Your absence only.
KING
That can never be. [225]
