Lust. Not well? who can a better life crave,
Than to possess such a lady as I have?
Is there any wealth not contained in Treasure
Ah, lady, I love thee, in faith, out of measure.
Inc. It is out of measure indeed, as you say,
And even so most men love her at this day;
O, she is a minion of amorous hue,
Her peer in my days yet I never knew.
Old (quod you): I am an old knave, I tell ye,
Nay, never laugh at the matter, for doubtless I smell ye;