045 Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad.
[046] Salar. Why, then you are in love.
Ant.
Fie, fie!
[047] Salar. Not in love neither? Then let us say you are sad,
[048] Because you are not merry: and ’twere as easy
For you to laugh, and leap, and say you are merry,
050 Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus,
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time:
Some that will evermore peep through their eyes,