Isa. And in Diana's grove, boy.
Lov. Why, 'tis fine, by Heaven; 'tis wondrous fine; as the poet goes on sweetly.
Tim. I am sure they had gagged me, and bound me, and stripped me almost stark naked, and locked me up as fast as a butterfly, 'till she came and made me a man again; and therefore I have reason to love her the longest day I have to live.
Isa. Ay, and the longest night too, or you are to blame. And you have one argument I love you, if the proverb be true, for I took you almost in your bare shirt.
Burr. So much for us, Failer!
Const. Well, my lord, it had as good out at first as at last: I must beg your lordship's blessing for this gentleman and myself. [Both kneel.
Non. Why, you are not married to him, I hope! he's married to the devil.
Lov. 'Twas a white devil of your lordship's getting, then; Mr Setstone and the reverend here can witness it.
Set. Par. We must speak truth, my lord.
Non. Would I had another child for your sake! you should ne'er see a penny of my money.