She shall be mine, and you shall be rewarded. [To Violet.] Beauteous lady, I am the resplendent knight of the Horn of Plenty. [Aside] What’s the rest? [Aloud] Please wait a moment till I see my squire.
[He goes to consult with Bluegrass.
Northlake.
He is the antipodes of that ancient gentleman whose dress he wears. But, alas! the rudest oft give most thanks for a gentle wife, and he’ll make her a comfortable husband. To do this, some would say was villanous in me; but ’tis a convenient fashion. Wealth is a rude mountain, from which the gentle win gentle treasures. The Decorator of the fields hath placed the flower and sturdy plant side by side, and the one doth shield the other. From dankest earth the whitest lily grows; from keen-edged sands the fairest blossom blows. E’en frozen clods have flowers, and flowers their frozen clods.
Whetstone [returning to Violet].
Wilt tread a measure with me? I am listed in the tournament of love.
Violet.
Thy words bespeak a gallant knight. I’ll grant thy wish.
Northlake [to Catharine].
I pray thee for a partner.