I'll point you where you shall have such receiving
As shall become your highness; where you may
Enjoy your mistress, from the whom, I see,
There's no disjunction to be made, but by
As heavens forefend! your ruin; marry her,
[And,] with my best endeavours in your absence,
Your [discontenting] father [strive to qualify]
And bring [him up] to liking.
Flo. How, Camillo,
May this, almost a miracle, be done?