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Betwixt the constant red and mingled damask.

There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him

In parcels as I did, would have gone near

To fall in love with him; but, for my part,

I love him not nor hate him not; and yet

Have more cause to hate him than to love him:

For what had he to do to chide at me?

He said mine eyes were black and my hair black;

And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me.

I marvel why I answer'd not again:

But that's all one; omittance is no quittance.

I'll write to him a very taunting letter,

And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?

Sil. Phebe, with all my heart.

Phe.I'll write it straight;

The matter's in my head and in my heart:

I will be bitter with him and passing short.

Go with me, Silvius.

 

Jaq. I prithee, pretty youth, let me be better

acquainted with thee.

Ros. They say you are a melancholy fellow.

 123 constant: uniform

mingled damask: mixed red and white; cf. n.

125 In parcels: in detail

131 am remember'd: recall

133 omittance is no quittance: omission is no discharge (proverbial)

138 passing short: extremely curt 