King. Speak then.
Bell. Great King if you command
This Lord to talk with me alone, my tongue
Urg'd by my heart, shall utter all the thoughts
My youth hath known, and stranger things than these
You hear not often.
King. Walk aside with him.
Di. Why speak'st thou not?
Bell. Know you this face my Lord?
Di. No.
Bell. Have you not seen it, nor the like?
Di. Yes, I have seen the like, but readily
I know not where.
Bell. I have been often told
In Court, of one Euphrasia, a Lady
And Daughter to you; betwixt whom and me
(They that would flatter my bad face would swear)
There was such strange resemblance, that we two
Could not be known asunder, drest alike.
Di. By Heaven and so there is.