735 Yet, since love’s argument was first on foot,
Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it
From what it purposed; since, to wail friends lost
[738] Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
As to rejoice at friends but newly found.
[740] Prin. I understand you not: my griefs are double.
[741] Biron. Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief;
And by these badges understand the king.
For your fair sakes have we neglected time,
Play’d foul play with our oaths: your beauty, ladies,