For being no distinction in degree,
She would assume that honour due to me.
She'd chide me sooner than I durst check her,
1120And (as the proverb) quarrel for the breeches.
On some choice mean that honour I'd confer
Should sue with humble 'Sirs', and low beseeches.
Thus was she tied to payment of respects,
I licensed with state-love to mix neglects.
Where beauty does indite, and virtues seal,
Greatness is not required to set his hand: