Herc. An act against slanderers of Cupid’s liege ladies’ names, and lewd defamers of their honours.
Zuc. ’Tis I, ’tis I! I weep and cry out, I have been a most contumelious offender. My only cry is Miserere!
Cup. If your relenting lady will have pity on you,
The fault against our deity be pardoned.
Zuc. Madam, if ever I have found favour in your eyes, if ever you have thought me a reasonable handsome fellow, as I am sure before I had a beard you might, O be merciful! 322
Zoy. Well, upon your apparent repentance, that all modest spectators may witness I have for a short time only thus feignedly hated you that you might ever after truly love me, upon these cautions I reaccept you; first you shall vow——
Zuc. I do vow, as Heaven bless me, I will do!
Zoy. What?
Zuc. Whate’er it be; say on, I beseech you. 330
Zoy. You shall vow——
Zuc. Yes.