BEROWNE.
I know you did.

ROSALINE.
How needless was it then
To ask the question!

BEROWNE.
You must not be so quick.

ROSALINE.
'Tis long of you, that spur me with such questions.

BEROWNE.
Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire.

ROSALINE.
Not till it leave the rider in the mire.

BEROWNE.
What time o' day?

ROSALINE.
The hour that fools should ask.

BEROWNE.
Now fair befall your mask!

ROSALINE.