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Prin. Let it not be sweet.

Ber. Thou griev'st my gall.

Prin. Gall! bitter.

Ber. Therefore meet.

[They converse apart.]

Dum. Will you vouchsafe with me to change a word?

Mar. Name it.

Dum. Fair lady,—

Mar. Say you so? Fair lord!

Take that for your 'fair lady.'

Dum. Please it you,

As much in private, and I'll bid adieu.

[They converse apart.]

Kath. What! was your vizard made without a tongue?

Long. I know the reason, lady, why you ask.

Kath. O for your reason; quickly, sir; I long.

Long. You have a double tongue within your mask,

And would afford my speechless vizard half.

Kath. 'Veal,' quoth the Dutchman. Is not 'veal' a calf?

Long. A calf, fair lady!

Kath. No, a fair lord calf.

Long. Let's part the word.

Kath. No, I'll not be your half:

Take all, and wean it: it may prove an ox.

Long. Look, how you butt yourself in these sharp mocks.

Will you give horns, chaste lady? do not so.

Kath. Then die a calf, before your horns do grow.

Long. One word in private with you, ere I die.

 238 meet: fitting

243 tongue; cf. n.

248 Veal: i.e. well; cf. n.

250 part: divide; cf. n.

