Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Her. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,
080 Ere I will yield my virgin patent up
[081] Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke
My soul consents not to give sovereignty.
The. Take time to pause; and, by the next new moon,—
The sealing-day betwixt my love and me,
085 For everlasting bond of fellowship,—
Upon that day either prepare to die
[087] For disobedience to your father’s will,