Prithee adjourn thy words of courtship, fair,
4180For till our hands be joined as well as hearts
I fear', quoth he, 'supplanting Envy's darts.
Good cousin, ere the next day's sun be rolled
Th' Apogaeum, our meridian point,
Favour our wishes with the "have and hold".
Tie us so fast fate may not us disjoint.
For Envy, like a snake, does crawl about,
And winds her tail in where she holes her snout.
Omit no nuptial rites; with holy oil