Your highness with herself.
King. [[reads]] Upon his many protestations to marry me
when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, he won me. Now is the
Count Rousillon a widower: his vows are forfeited to me, and my
honour's paid to him. He stole from Florence, taking no leave, and
I follow him to [his] country for justice: grant it me, O king! in
[you it best] lies; otherwise a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is
undone. Diana [Capilet].
Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a [fair], [and toll] for