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The Ladies turn their backs to him.

That ever turn’d their—backs—to mortal views!”

Ber.

Their ‘eyes,’ villain, their ‘eyes.’

Moth.

“That [ever] turn’d their eyes to mortal views!

Out”—

Boyet.

True, out indeed.

Moth.

“Out of your favors, heavenly spirits, vouchsafe

Not to behold”—

Ber.

“Once to behold,” rogue.

Moth.

“Once to behold with your sun-beamed eyes,

– with your sun-beamed eyes”—

Boyet.

They will not answer to that epithet;

You were best call it ‘daughter-beamed eyes.’

Moth.

They do not mark me, and that brings me out.

Ber.

Is this your perfectness? Be gone, you rogue!

[Exit Moth.]

Ros.

What would these strangers? Know their minds, Boyet.

If they do speak our language, ’tis our will

That some plain man recount their purposes.

Know what they would.

Boyet.

What would you with the Princess?

Ber.

Nothing but peace, and gentle visitation.

Ros.

What would they, say they?

Boyet.

Nothing but peace, and gentle visitation.

Ros.

Why, that they have, and bid them so be gone.