Ast. My dear brother, welcome! A thousand welcomes! Methinks, this year, you have been absent, has been so tedious:—I hope, as you have made a pleasant voyage, so you have brought your good humour back again to court?
Cel. I never yet knew any company I could not be merry in, except it were an old woman's.
Ast. Or at a funeral.
Cel. Nay, for that you shall excuse me; for I was never merrier than I was at a creditor's of mine, whose book perished with him. But what new beauties have you at court? How do Melissa's two fair daughters?
Ast. When you tell me which of them you are in love with, I'll answer you.
Cel. Which of them, naughty sister! what a question's there? With both of them; with each and singular of them.
Ast. Bless me!—You are not serious?
Cel. You look, as if it were a wonder to see a man in love. Are they not handsome?
Ast. Ay; but both together—
Cel. Ay, and both asunder; why, I hope there are but two of them; the tall singing and dancing one, and the little innocent one?