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To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire.

His heart, like an agate, with your print impress'd,

Proud with his form, in his eye pride express'd.

His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,

Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be;

All senses to that sense did make their repair,

To feel only looking on fairest of fair:

Methought all his senses were lock'd in his eye,

As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy;

Who, tend'ring their own worth from where they were glass'd,

Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd.

His face's own margent did quote such amazes,

That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes.

I'll give you Aquitaine, and all that is his,

An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss.

Prin. Come to our pavilion: Boyet is dispos'd.

Boyet. But to speak that in words which his eye hath disclos'd.

I only have made a mouth of his eye,

By adding a tongue which I know will not lie.

Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st skilfully.

Mar. He is Cupid's grandfather, and learns news of him,

Kath. Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is but grim.

Boyet. Do you hear, my mad wenches?

Ros. No.

Boyet. What, then, do you see?

 233 court: governing center

235 with his: with its

236 to speak and not see: not to be able to see rather than to speak

239 To feel only looking: that they might feel only in looking

243 point: invite

244 margent: margin; cf. n.

quote: note

248 dispos'd: inclined to be merry

249 But: i.e. disposed only 