Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit it,
[119] Thou canst not hit it, my good man.
Boyet.
[120] An I cannot, cannot, cannot,
[121] An I cannot, another can. [Exeunt Ros. and Kath.
Cost. By my troth, most pleasant: how both did fit it!
[123] Mar. A mark marvellous well shot, for they both did hit it.
Boyet. A mark! O, mark but that mark! A mark, says my lady!
125 Let the mark have a prick in’t, to mete at, if it may be.
Mar. Wide o’ the bow-hand! i’ faith, your hand is out.