Her. I was engaged.
Ire. Well, if any here will pass their words he can continue constant a week, I will be disposed by you.
Omnes. We all will be engaged for him.
Ire. On this condition I admit him to a month's service, and myself to a perpetual servitude.
Erg. I ever shall be yours.
Ire. My father said so, till my mother wept.[368]
Eug. A notable wooing this!
Lys. And as notably finish'd.
Let's now unto my father, who expects
You, to deliver his commission to you.
Come, my Milesia, tell my wounded heart
No more her sighs shall wander through the air,
Not knowing where to find thee: no more
Shall the mistaken tomb of false [OE]none
Be moist'ned with my tears; yet, since she died
To save thy life, her ghost could not expect
A cheaper sacrifice. This I'll only add:
In memory of us, all lovers shall
Repute this day as their great festival.
FOOTNOTES:
[363] [Old copy, your.]