Char. Gued deed, and see ye shall, Sir, gen you please. Though I’s not dance, Sir, I’s tell ya that noo.
Wild. Nor I, so we’re well matcht. By Heaven, she’s wondrous like her.
Char. By th’ Mass not so kind, Sir: ‘Twere gued that ene of us shou’d dance to guid the other weel.
Wild. How young, how innocent and free she is! And wou’d you, fair one, be guided by me?
Char. In any thing that gued is.
Wild. I love you extremely, and wou’d teach you to love.
Char. Ah, wele aday! [Sighs and smiles.
Wild. A thing I know you do not understand.
Char. Gued faith, and ya’re i’th’ right, Sir; yet ‘tis a thing I’s often hear ya gay men talk of.
Wild. Yes, and no doubt have been told those pretty Eyes inspired it.