To part from such good friends.
Later, in Act 3 of the same play, Allworth, the young page, describes the amatory lure of Margaret:
Allworth: My much-lov’d lord, were Margaret only fair,
The cannon of her more than earthly form,
Though mounted high, commanding all beneath it,
And ramm’d with bullets of her sparkling eyes,
Of all the bulwarks that defend your senses
Could batter none, but that which guards your sight.
But when the well-tun’d accents of her tongue
Make music to you, and with numerous sounds