Of the sea-water green, sir.
ARM. Is that one of the four complexions?
MOTH. As I have read, sir, and the best of them too.
ARM. Green indeed is the color of lovers; but to have a love of that color, methinks Sampson had small reason for it. He surely affected her for her wit.
MOTH. It was so, sir, for she had a green wit.
ARM. My love is most immaculate white and red.
MOTH. Most maculate thoughts, master, are mask'd under such colors.
ARM. Define, define, well-educated infant.
MOTH. My father's wit and my mother's tongue assist me!
ARM. Sweet invocation of a child, most pretty and pathetical!
MOTH.
If she be made of white and red,
Her faults will ne'er be known,
For blush in cheeks by faults are bred,
And fears by pale white shown:
Then if she fear, or be to blame,
By this you shall not know,
For still her cheeks possess the same
Which native she doth owe.
A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of white and red.
ARM. Is there not a ballet, boy, of the King and the Beggar?
MOTH. The world was very guilty of such a ballet some three ages since, but I think now 'tis not to be found; or if it were, it would neither serve for the writing nor the tune.
ARM. I will have that subject newly writ o'er, that I may example my digression by some mighty president. Boy, I do love that country girl that I took in the park with the rational hind Costard. She deserves well.
MOTH [Aside.] To be whipt; and yet a better love than my master.
ARM. Sing, boy, my spirit grows heavy in love.
MOTH. And that's great marvel, loving a light wench.
ARM. I say, sing.
MOTH. Forbear till this company be past.
Enter Clown [Costard], Constable [Dull], and Wench [Jaquenetta].
DULL. Sir, the Duke's pleasure is that you keep Costard safe, and you must suffer him to take no delight nor no penance, but 'a must fast three days a week. For this damsel, I must keep her at the park; she is allow'd for the dey-woman. Fare you well.
ARM. I do betray myself with blushing. Maid.
JAQ. Man.
ARM. I will visit thee at the lodge.
JAQ. That's hereby.
ARM. I know where it is situate.
JAQ. Lord, how wise you are!
ARM.
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