And could you see the ladies' dress,
And what they wear the while,
You'd know what made the critics guess
You had a simple style.
Wife
.
(to Emily)
Look at her smile upon that silly miss!
Look, Emilye, did we come here for this?
As to her singing, well, I have heard worse!
I fear her verses will make her perverse.
Prioress
.
(to Hippolyta)
To punish her would make my conscience prick.