(Puts on the ear-rings, rises, and looks at herself in the glass.)
Ah! I laugh, as I pass, to look into a glass; Is it truly Marguerite, then? Is it you? Tell me true! No, no, no, 'tis not you! No, no, that bright face there reflected Must belong to a queen! It reflects some fair queen, whom I greet as I pass her. Ah! could he see me now, Here, deck'd like this, I vow, He surely would mistake me, And for noble lady take me! I'll try on the rest. The necklace and the bracelets I fain would try!
(She adorns herself with the bracelets and necklace, then rises.)
Heavens! 'Tis like a hand That on mine arm doth rest! Ah! I laugh, as I pass, to look into a glass; Is it truly Marguerite, then? Is it you? Tell me true! No, no, no, 'tis not you! No, no, that bright face there reflected Must belong to a queen! It reflects some fair queen, whom I greet as I pass her. Oh! could he see me now, Here, deck'd like this, I vow, He surely would mistake me, And for noble lady take me!
SCENE VII.
Marguerite and Martha.
Mart. Just heaven! what is't I see? How fair you now do seem! Why, what has happened? Who gave to you these jewels?
Mar. (confused). Alas! by some mistake They have been hither brought.