Like one well studied in a sad ostent
To please his grandam, never trust me more.
Bass. Well, we shall see your bearing.
Gra. Nay, but I bar to-night: you shall not gauge me
By what we do to-night.
Bass.
185 No, that were pity:
I would entreat you rather to put on
Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends
[188] That purpose merriment. But fare you well: