When he would play the noble beast in love.
Bene. Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low;
And some such strange bull leap’d your father’s cow,
[050] And got a calf in that same noble feat
Much like to you, for you have just his bleat.
[052] Claud. For this I owe you: here comes other reckonings.
Re-enter Antonio, with the Ladies masked.
Which is the lady I must seize upon?
[054] Ant. This same is she, and I do give you her.
Claud. Why, then she’s mine. Sweet, let me see your 055 face.