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And therefore red, that would avoid dispraise,

Paints itself black, to imitate her brow.

Dum.

To look like her are chimney-sweepers black.

Long.

And since her time are colliers counted bright.

King.

And Ethiops of their sweet complexion crack.

Dum.

Dark needs no candles now, for dark is light.

Ber.

Your mistresses dare never come in rain,

For fear their colors should be wash’d away.

King.

’Twere good yours did; for, sir, to tell you plain,

I’ll find a fairer face not wash’d to-day.

Ber.

I’ll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.

King.

No devil will fright thee then so much as she.

Dum.

I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear.

Long.

Look, here’s thy love [showing his boot], my foot and her face see.

Ber.

O, if the streets were paved with thine eyes,

Her feet were much too dainty for such tread!

Dum.

O vile! then as she goes what upward lies

The street should see as she walk’d overhead.

King.

But what of this, are we not all in love?

Ber.

O, nothing so sure, and thereby all forsworn.