No, thou art dull, kneel down before her,
And ne'r rise again, till she will love me.
Mar.
Why, I think she does.
Arb.
But better than she does, another way;
As wives love Husbands.
Mar.
Why, I think there are few Wives that love their
Husbands better than she does you.
Arb.
Thou wilt not understand me: is it fit
This should be uttered plainly? take it then
Naked as it is: I would desire her love
Lasciviously, lewdly, incestuously,
To do a sin that needs must damn us both,
And thee too: dost thou understand me now?
Mar.