We have expected th'offer of your service;

For we (in feare to make mild vertue proud)

Use not to seeke her out in any man.[65]

Buss. Nor doth she use to seeke out any man:

He that will winne, must wooe her: she's not shameless.

Mons. I urg'd her modestie in him, my lord,

And gave her those rites that he sayes shee merits.

Henr. If you have woo'd and won, then, brother, weare him.[70]

Mons. Th'art mine, sweet heart! See, here's the Guises Duches;