Mat. I have heard something, how two bodies meet;
But how souls join, I know not.
Em. I should find him,
For surely I have seen him in my sleep;
And then methought he put his mouth to mine,
And eat a thousand kisses on my lips.
Sure by his kissing I could find him out,
Among a thousand angels in the sky.
Mat. But what a kind of man do you suppose him?
Em. He must be made of the most precious things;