Edm. Nay, wherefore, weep ye both;
’Tis long, long since I was thus kindly treated:
Your pardon, but I fear you scoff me.
Pas. Doth she yet know you?
Fla. Would to heaven, she did!
Edm. And yet there was a maid that once did love me:
Heigho! she went alack! I know not whither:
Thou ne’er didst see her; else what I shall say,
Methinks, would make thee vain; but yet, indeed,
Thou seem’st right well to ape her pretty manners.