Lel. Thus you would do I warrant,
If I were married to you.
Jul. Married to me?
Is that your end?
Lel. Yes, is not that the best end,
And, as all hold, the noblest way of love?
Why do you look so strange, Sir? do not you
Desire it should be so?
Jul. Stay.
Lel. Answer me.
Jul. Farewel. [Exit Julio.
Lel. I! are you there? are all these tears lost then?
Am I so overtaken by a fool
In my best days and tricks? my wise fellow,
I'll make you smart for't as I am a woman,
And if thou beest not timber, yet I'll warm thee;
And is he gone?
Enter Woman.
Wom. Yes.
Lel. He's not so lightly struck,
To be recovered with a base repentance,
I should be sorry then; Fortune, I prithee
Give me this man but once more in my arms,
And if I lose him, women have no charms. [Exeunt.