A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05

by Unknown

Horatio.

But first my looks shall combat against thine.

Bell'-Imperia.

Then ward thyself, I dart this kiss at thee.

Horatio.

Thus I retort[121] the dart thou threw'st at me.

Bell'-Imperia.

Nay, then to gain the glory of the field,
My twining arms shall yoke, and make thee yield.

Horatio.