SPEED.
Item, She hath many nameless virtues.
LANCE.
That’s as much as to say, “bastard virtues”, that indeed know not their fathers, and therefore have no names.
SPEED.
Here follow her vices.
LANCE.
Close at the heels of her virtues.
SPEED.
Item, She is not to be kissed fasting in respect of her breath.
LANCE.
Well, that fault may be mended with a breakfast.
Read on.
SPEED.
Item, She hath a sweet mouth.
LANCE.
That makes amends for her sour breath.
SPEED.
Item, She doth talk in her sleep.
LANCE.
It’s no matter for that, so she sleep not in her talk.