Dor. Nay, but they may not: she that will kiss, they say,[125] will do worse, I warrant her.
Jov. Why, I have seen you, madam, kissed against your will.
Dor. Against my will, it may be, I have been kissed indeed.
Clown. Pshaw, there's nothing against a woman's will; and I dare be sworn, if my lady kiss but any one man, 'tis because she cannot do with all.
Lod. Nay, I know that to be true, my lords: and at this time, because you cannot do with all, pray kiss them in order; kiss her all over, gentlemen, and we are gone.
Dor. Nay, good my lord, 'tis against our nation's custom.
Lod. I care not; let naturals love nations:
My humour's my humour.
Spin. I must have my turn too, then.
Jov. It must go round.
Dor. Fie, fie!