Enter King.[1688]
Queen. Alas, look here, my lord. 35
Oph. [Sings] Larded with sweet flowers;[1689]
Which bewept to the grave did go[1690]
With true-love showers.[1691]
King. How do you, pretty lady?[1692]
Oph. Well, God 'ild you! They say the owl was a[1693] 40
baker's daughter. Lord, we know what we are, but know[1694]
not what we may be. God be at your table![1695]
King. Conceit upon her father.
Oph. Pray you, let's have no words of this; but when[1696]
they ask you what it means, say you this: 45
[Sings] To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day,[1697][1698][1699]
All in the morning betime,[1698][1700]
And I a maid at your window,[1698]
To be your Valentine.[1698]
Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes,[1701][1702] 50
And dupp'd the chamber-door;[1701][1703]
Let in the maid, that out a maid[1701][1704]
Never departed more.[1701]
King. Pretty Ophelia!
Oph. Indeed, la, without an oath, I'll make an end on't:[1705] 55
[Sings] By Gis and by Saint Charity,[1706][1707]
Alack, and fie for shame![1707]
Young men will do't, if they come to't;[1707]
By cock, they are to blame.[1707][1708]
Quoth she, before you tumbled me,[1709][1710] 60
You promised me to wed.[1710]
He answers:[1711]
So would I ha' done, by yonder sun,
An thou hadst not come to my bed.[1712]
King. How long hath she been thus?[1713]