Sir Oli. Is there none here to give the woman?
Touch. I will not take her on gift of any man.
Sir Oli. Truly, she must be given, or the marriage is 060 not lawful.
Jaq. Proceed, proceed: I’ll give her.
[062] Touch. Good even, good Master What-ye-call’t: how [063] do you, sir? You are very well met: God ’ild you for your last company: I am very glad to see you: even a toy in 065 hand here, sir: nay, pray be covered.
Jaq. Will you be married, motley?
[067] Touch. As the ox hath his bow, sir, the horse his curb [068] and the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be nibbling.
070 Jaq. And will you, being a man of your breeding, be married under a bush like a beggar? Get you to church, and have a good priest that can tell you what marriage is: this fellow will but join you together as they join wainscot; then one of you will prove a shrunk panel, and like green 075 timber warp, warp.
Touch. [Aside] I am not in the mind but I were better to be married of him than of another: for he is not like to marry me well; and not being well married, it will be a good excuse for me hereafter to leave my wife.
[080] Jaq. Go thou with me, and let me counsel thee.