To make yourself a son out of my blood.
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Fourth Lord. Fair one, I think not so.
[Laf. There's] one grape yet; I am sure [thy] father
drunk wine: but if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth of
fourteen; I have known thee already.
Hel. [To Bertram] I dare not say I take you; but I give
Me and my service, ever whilst I live,
Into your guiding power. This is the man.
King. Why, then, young Bertram, take her; she's thy wife.