Cu. Have you remembred a Priest, honest brothers?
1 Bro. Yes Sister, and this is the young Gentleman,
Make you no question of our faithfulness.
2 Bro. His growing shame, Sister, provokes our care:
Priest. He must be taken in this fit of Love, Gentlemen.
1 Bro. What else Sir, he shall do't.
2 Bro. Enough.
1 Bro. Be chearful wench. [A dance. Cupid leading.
Pas. Now by the stroke of pleasure, a deep oath,
Nimbly hopt Ladies all; what height they bear too!
A story higher than your common statures;
A little man must go up stairs to kiss 'em:
What a great space there is
Betwixt Loves Dining Chamber, and his Garret!
I'll try the utmost height—the Garret stoops methinks;
The rooms are made all bending, I see that,
And not so high as a man takes 'em for.
Cu. Now if you'll follow me Sir, I've that power,
To make them follow you.
Pas. Are they all shot?