King.No devil will fright thee then so much as she.
Dum.I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear.
Long. Look, here’s thy love: my foot and her face see.
Biron. O, if the streets were paved with thine eyes,
275 Her feet were much too dainty for such tread!
[276] Dum. O vile! then, as she goes, what upward lies
The street should see as she walk’d overhead.
King. But what of this? are we not all in love?
[279] Biron. Nothing so sure; and thereby all forsworn.
280 King. Then leave this chat; and, good Biron, now prove