Bell'-Imperia.
Let dangers go, thy war shall be with me:
But such a warring, as breaks no bond of peace.
Speak thou fair words, I'll cross them with fair words;
Send thou sweet looks, I'll meet them with sweet looks:
Write loving lines, I'll answer loving lines;
Give me a kiss, I'll countercheck thy kiss:
Be this our warring peace or peaceful war.
Horatio.
But, gracious madam, then appoint the field,
Where trial of this war shall first be made.
Balthazar.
Ambitious villain, how his boldness grows! [Aside.
Bell'-Imperia.
Then be[109] thy father's pleasant bow'r the field,
Where first we vow'd a[110] mutual amity;
The court were dangerous, that place is safe:
Our hour shall be,[111] when Vesper 'gins to rise,
That summons home distressful[112] travellers:
There none shall hear us but the harmless birds;
Happily the gentle nightingale
Shall carol us asleep, ere we be ware,
And singing with the prickle at her breast,
Tell our delight and mirthful[113] dalliance:
Till then each hour will seem a year and more.
Horatio.
But, honey sweet and honourable love,
Return we now into your father's sight,
Dangerous suspicion waits on our delight.