From a just medium in our clothing flow.”
“Proceed, good doctor; if so great my need,
What is thy fee? Good doctor! pray proceed.”
“Large is my fee, fair lady, but I take
None till some progress in my cure I make:
Thou hast disease, fair maiden; thou art vain;
Within that face sit insult and disdain;
Thou art enamour’d of thyself; my art
Can see the naughty malice of thy heart:
With a strong pleasure would thy bosom move,