[008] I know not the contents; but, as I guess
By the stern brow and waspish action
010 Which she did use as she was writing of it,
[011] It bears an angry tenour: pardon me;
I am but as a guiltless messenger.
Ros. Patience herself would startle at this letter
And play the swaggerer; bear this, bear all:
015 She says I am not fair, that I lack manners;
She calls me proud, and that she could not love me,
Were man as rare as phœnix. ’Od’s my will!