Of seeing me, I have at least a cause to justify
This shameful change; and sure in this Disguise,
I shall not soon be known, dost think I shall? Looks on herself.
Guil. Why, forsooth, what do you intend to pass for,
A Maid or a Boy?
Clo. Why, what I seem to be, will it not do?
Guil. Yes, yes, it may do, but I know not what;
I would Love would transmography me to a Maid now,
—We should be the prettiest Couple:
Don’t you remember when you dress’d me up the last