[211] Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;
[213] Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due but to one, and crowned with one crest.
[215] And will you rent our ancient love asunder,
To join with men in scorning your poor friend?
It is not friendly, ’tis not maidenly:
[218] Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it,
Though I alone do feel the injury.
[220] Her. I am amazed at your passionate words.