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They do it but in mockery merriment;

And mock for mock is only my intent.

Their several counsels they unbosom shall

To loves mistook and so be mock'd withal

Upon the next occasion that we meet,

With visages display'd, to talk and greet.

Ros. But shall we dance, if they desire us to 't?

Prin. No, to the death, we will not move a foot:

Nor to their penn'd speech render we no grace;

But while 'tis spoke each turn away her face.

Boyet. Why, that contempt will kill the speaker's heart,

And quite divorce his memory from his part.

Prin. Therefore I do it; and I make no doubt,

The rest will ne'er come in, if he be out.

There's no such sport as sport by sport o'erthrown,

To make theirs ours and ours none but our own:

So shall we stay, mocking intended game,

And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame.

Sound Trumpets.

Boyet. The trumpet sounds: be mask'd; the maskers come.

[The Ladies mask.]

Moth. 'All hail, the richest beauties on the earth!'

Boyet. Beauties no richer than rich taffeta.

Moth. 'A holy parcel of the fairest dames,

That ever turn'd their—backs—to mortal views!'

Ber. 'Their eyes,' villain, 'their eyes.'

Moth. ‘That ever turn'd their eyes to mortal views! Out—'

 154 theirs: their sport

155 intended game: the jest they intend

159 taffeta: i.e. the taffeta, or silk, masks

