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It is the lady.

Ho there! make room, and let the lady pass.

Now, fill a cup of welcome to our friends.

Chieftain, forgettest thou to greet the lady?

Nay, rather give, my lord, might I presume, Our firstling cup to this fair lady's health, The noble dame of this right princely house. And though close veil'd she be, her beauty's lustre I little question.