Akin to that which women bear to men?
Vav. Ay, that I have, as I’ve a soul to save!
Why, I have sat for hours and clung to it,
Until I half believed I felt a heart
Beating within its frame—and as I clung
Methought I drew both warmth and life from it!
I wondered then that such a thing could be—
Oh, my dear love, I do not wonder now! (Embracing him.)
Flor. (aside). God help thee, gentle maid! I little thought
My heedless words, conceived in arrant jest,