Page 2468 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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KAT HARINE
Yes, in good faith.
PRINCESS
Go, sickness as thou art! [280]
ROSALINE
Well, better wits have worn plain statute-caps.
But will you hear? The King is my love sworn.
PRINCESS
And quick Berowne hath plighted faith to me.
KAT HARINE
And Longaville was for my service born.
MARIA
Dumaine is mine as sure as bark on tree. [285]
BOY ET
Madam, and pretty mistresses, give ear:
Immediately they will again be here
In their own shapes, for it can never be
They will digest this harsh indignity.
PRINCESS
Will they return?
BOY ET
They will, they will, God knows; [290]
And leap for joy though they are lame with blows.
Therefore change favours, and, when they repair,
Blow like sweet roses in this summer air.
PRINCESS
How ‘blow’? How ‘blow’? Speak to be understood.
BOY ET
Fair ladies masked are roses in their bud; [295]
