Cesar. As I live I will, but do not entertain't
With too quick an apprehension of joy,
For that may hurt thee, I have heard some dye of't.
Bian. Do not fear me.
Cesar. Then thou think'st I feign
This protestation, I will instantly
Before these testifie my new alliance,
Contract my self unto thee, then I hope
We may be more private.
Host. But thou shalt not sir,
For so has many a maiden-head been lost, and many a bastard gotten.
Ces. Then to give you the best of any assurance in the world,
Entreat thy father to go fetch a Preist
Wee will instantly to bed, and there be married.
Bian. Pride hath not yet forsaken you I see,
Though prosperity has.
Host. Sir you are too confident
To fashion to your self a dream of purchase
When you are a begger.
Ces. You are bold with me.
Hostes. Doe we not know your value is cried down
Fourscore i'th' hundred.
Bian. Oh sir I did love you
With such a fixed heart, that in that minute
Wherein you slighted, or contemn'd me rather,
I took a vow to obey your last decree,
And never more look up at any hope
Should bring me comfort that way: and though since
Your Foster-mother, and the fair Clarissa
Have in the way of marriage despis'd you,
That hath not any way bred my revenge,
But compassion rather. I have found
So much sorrow in the way to a chaste wedlock
That here I will set down, and never wish
To come to'th' journies end. Your suit to mee
Henceforth be ever silenc'd.