Save,  in  the  conftant  image  of  the  creature
That  h  bclov'd. — How  doft  thou  like  this  tune }

Vio.  It  gives  a  veiy  echo  to  the  feat
Where  love  is  thron'd.
Duke.  Thou  dofl  fpeak  maAeriy :
My  life  upon't,  young  fliough  thou  art,  thine  eye
Hath  fUy'd  upon  fome  (avour  ^  that  it  ki\  cs ;
H^th  it  not,  boy  ?

Via.  A  linlc,  by  your  favour.
Dukf,  What  kind  of  woman  is't^

Vio.  Of  your  complexion.
DmU.  She  is  not  worth  thee,  then.  Whatyearfy

i*  faith?
Vio.  About  your  yean,  my  lord-
Duke.  Too  old,  by  heaven }  Let  ftiU  the  wtxtua
take
An  elder  than  herfelf ;  fo  wean  (he  to  him»
So  (ways  (he  level  in  her  htt(bAd's  lieart.
For,  boy,  however  we  do  praife  ooifelveSy
Our  fancies  are  more  ^ddy  and  unfirm.
More  longing,  wraveiing,  ftooer  luft  and  woni  \
'1  ban  women's  are.
Vto.  I  thkik  it  well,  my  knL
Duke.  Then  let  thy  Ui\  e  be  younger  than  thyfc  ^
Or  thy  afk^ion  cannot  hold  the  bent :
For  womeu  are  as  rofes  whofe  &tr  flower.
Being  once  difplay'd»  doth  Call  that  very  twur.
Vit^  And  (o  they  aie:  alai,  that  they  are  lb;
To  die,  even  when  they  to  peribftion  grovr  t

Reenter  Cmrio,  and  ClrMM.
i>iii(.OI(ett0W,ooaie,iheiaagwehadIaftti«fat: —
Mark  it,  Ce(ario ;  it  is  old,  and  plain:
The  t'pinilen  and  the  knitteit  in  the  lun.
And  thaliree?  fluadiitfaacw«OTntfaetrchraaAw«k


IM^i.
Do  life  to  chaont  it  f  it  is  liUy  fooCh  ',
And  dallies  wnh  the  inoocaooe  of  Vm^
Uktftheoldage^-

Ch.  Are  you  ready,  fir?

Duke.  Ay ;  pr'ytbee,  (mg.
