Coz. Where was thy judgment, man,
To extol a virgin Sanazarro tells me
Is nearer to deformity?
Sanaz. I saw her,
And curiously perused her; and I wonder
That she, that did appear to me, that know
What beauty is, not worthy the observing,
Should so transport you.
Cont. Troth, my lord, I thought then——
Coz. Thought! Didst thou not affirm it?
Cont. I confess, sir,
I did believe so then; but now I hear
My lord's opinion to the contrary,
I am of another faith: for 'tis not fit
That I should contradict him. I am dim, sir;
But he's sharp-sighted.
Sanaz. This is to my wish. [Aside.
Coz. We know not what to think of this; yet would not
Re-enter Giovanni, Hippolito, and Alphonso.
Determine rashly of it. [Aside.]—How do you like
My nephew's horsemanship?
Hip. In my judgment, sir,
It is exact and rare.