And then you may with full assurance try me.
Hum. The worshipful your sire will not deny me,
For I have ask'd him, and he hath replied,
Sweet Master Humphrey, Luce shall be thy bride.
Luce. Sweet Master Humphrey, then I am content.
Hum. And so am I, in truth.
Luce. Yet take me with you.
There is another clause must be annext,
And this it is I swore, and will perform it,
No man shall ever joy me as his wife,