Lil. I have not seen a nobler Presence.
Ser. 'Tis a lustie wench: now could I spend my forty-pence,
With all my heart, to have but one fling at her;
To give her but a washing blow.
Lil. Ye Rascal.
Ser. I that's all a man has, for's good will: 'twill be long enough,
Before ye cry come Anthonie, and kiss me.
Lil. I'le have ye whipt.
Ros. Has my friend seen this Lady?
Fac. Yes, yes, and is well known to her.
Ros. I much admire her Presence.
Lil. So do I too:
For I protest, she is the handsomest,
The rarest, and the newest to mine eye
That ever I saw yet.
Ros. I long to know her;
My friend shall do that kindness.