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Dum.

O most divine Kate!

Ber. [Aside.]

O most profane coxcomb!

Dum.

By heaven, the wonder in a mortal eye!

Ber. [Aside.]

By earth, she is not, corporal, there you lie.

Dum.

Her amber hairs for foul hath amber coted.

Ber. [Aside.]

An amber-color’d raven was well noted.

Dum.

As upright as the cedar.

Ber. [Aside.]

Stoop, I say,

Her shoulder is with child.

Dum.

As fair as day.

Ber. [Aside.]

Ay, as some days, but then no sun must shine.

Dum.

O that I had my wish!

Long. [Aside.]

And I had mine!

King [Aside.]

And mine too, good Lord!

Ber. [Aside.]

Amen, so I had mine. Is not that a good word?

Dum.

I would forget her, but a fever she

Reigns in my blood, and will rememb’red be.

Ber. [Aside.]

A fever in your blood! why then incision

Would let her out in saucers. Sweet misprision!

Dum.

Once more I’ll read the ode that I have writ.

Ber. [Aside.]

Once more I’ll mark how love can vary wit.

Dum. (Reads his sonnet.)

“On a day—alack the day!—

Love, whose month is ever May,

Spied a blossom passing fair