And after, every of this happy number,
That have endured shrewd days and nights with us,
Shall share the good of our returned fortune,
[169] According to the measure of their states.
170 Meantime, forget this new-fallen dignity,
And fall into our rustic revelry.
Play, music! And you, brides and bridegrooms all,
With measure heap’d in joy, to the measures fall.
Jaq. Sir, by your patience. If I heard you rightly,
175 The Duke hath put on a religious life