025 Close by the ground, to hear our conference.
Urs. The pleasant’st angling is to see the fish
Cut with her golden oars the silver stream,
And greedily devour the treacherous bait:
[029] So angle we for Beatrice; who even now
030 Is couched in the woodbine coverture.
Fear you not my part of the dialogue.
Hero. Then go we near her, that her ear lose nothing
[033] Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it. [Approaching the bower.
[034] No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful;