Carnival, was I not the woundiest handsome Lass
A body could see in a Summer’s day?
There was Claud the Shepherd as freakish after me,
I’ll warrant you, and simper’d and tript it like any thing.
Clo. Ay, but they say ’tis dangerous for young
Maids to live at Court.
Guil. Nay, then I should be loth to give temptation.
—Pray, forsooth, what’s that you read so often there?
Clo. An advice to young Maids that are in love.
Guil. Ay, ay, that same Love is a very vengeance thing,