Methinks you are melancholy.
ARG. Does your heart speak all this?
ASO. Say you?
MER. O, he is groping for another oath.
ASO. Now by this watch -- I marle how forward the day is -- I do
unfeignedly avow myself -- 'slight, 'tis deeper than I took it, past
five -- yours entirely addicted, madam.
ARG. I require no more, dearest Asotus; henceforth let me call you
mine, and in remembrance of me, vouchsafe to wear this chain and
this diamond.
ASO. O lord, sweet lady!
CUP. There are new oaths for him. What! doth Hermes taste no
alteration in all this?
MER. Yes, thou hast strook Argurion enamour'd on Asotus, methinks.
CUP. Alas, no; I am nobody, I; I can do nothing in this disguise.
MER. But thou hast not wounded any of the rest, Cupid.
CUP. Not yet; it is enough that I have begun so prosperously.
ARG. Nay, these are nothing to the gems I will hourly bestow upon
thee; be but faithful and kind to me, and I will lade thee with my
richest bounties: behold, here my bracelets from mine arms.
ASO. Not so, good lady, by this diamond.
ARG. Take 'em, wear 'em; my jewels, chain of pearl pendants, all I
have.
ASO. Nay then, by this pearl you make me a wanton.
CUP.
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