FERDINAND.
O heaven! O earth! bear witness to this sound
And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true: if hollowly, invert
What best is boded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,
Do love, prize, honor you.
MIRANDA.
I am a fool,
To weep at what I am glad of.
FERDINAND.
MIRANDA.
At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer
What I desire to give; and much less take,
What I shall die to want—But this is trifling:
And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning;
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
I am your wife, if you will marry me;
If not I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant
Whether you will or no!
FERDINAND.
My mistress, dearest!
And I thus humble ever.
MIRANDA.