[051] Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew.
[052] Lor. Beshrew me but I love her heartily;
For she is wise, if I can judge of her;
And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true;
055 And true she is, as she hath proved herself;
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true,
Shall she be placed in my constant soul.
Enter Jessica, below.
[058] What, art thou come? On, gentlemen; away!
[059] Our masquing mates by this time for us stay. [Exit with Jessica and Salarino.