Prin. It was well done of you to take him at his word.
Boyet. I was as willing to grapple as he was to board.
[218] Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry.
Boyet.
And wherefore not ships?
No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips.
220 Mar. You sheep, and I pasture: shall that finish the jest?
[221] Boyet. So you grant pasture for me. [Offering to kiss her.
Mar.
Not so, gentle beast: