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For lovers ever run before the clock.

Sal.

O, ten times faster Venus’ pigeons fly

To seal love’s bonds new made, than they are wont

To keep obliged faith unforfeited!

Gra.

That ever holds. Who riseth from a feast

With that keen appetite that he sits down?

Where is the horse that doth untread again

His tedious measures with the unbated fire

That he did pace them first? All things that are,

Are with more spirit chased than enjoy’d.

How like a younger or a prodigal

The scarfed bark puts from her native bay,

Hugg’d and embraced by the strumpet wind!

How like the prodigal doth she return,

With over-weather’d ribs and ragged sails,

Lean, rent, and beggar’d by the strumpet wind!

Enter Lorenzo.

Sal.

Here comes Lorenzo, more of this hereafter.

Lor.

Sweet friends, your patience for my long abode;

Not I but my affairs have made you wait.

When you shall please to play the thieves for wives,

I’ll watch as long for you then. Approach,

Here dwells my father Jew. Ho! who’s within?

[Enter] Jessica above [in boy’s clothes].