K. Edw. No, by my troth, I did not mean such love.
65 L. Grey. Why, then you mean not as I thought you did.
K. Edw. But now you partly may perceive my mind.
L. Grey. My mind will never grant what I perceive
[♦] Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.
K. Edw. To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee.
[70] L. Grey. To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison.
K. Edw. Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband’s lands.
L. Grey. Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower;
For by that loss I will not purchase them.