WIT.
How took she the picture? How liketh she my person?
WILL.
She never had done toting[392] and looking thereon.
WIT.
And when must I come to talk with her my fill?
WILL.
Whensoever you please, and as oft as you will.
WIT.
O my sweet boy, how shall I recompense
Thy faithful heart and painful diligence?
My hope, my stay, my wealth, the key of all my joy!
WILL.
I pray you, sir, call me your man, and not your boy.
WIT.
Thou shalt be what thou wilt, all in all.
WILL.
Promise me faithfully that, if your wife brawl,
Or set her father to check me out of measure,
You will not see me abused to their pleasure.
WIT.
Give me thy hand, take here my faith and troth,
I will maintain thee, howsoever the world goeth.