Oli. Many will swoon when they do look on bloud

Cel. There is more in it; Cosen Ganimed

Oli. Looke, he recouers

Ros. I would I were at home

Cel. Wee'll lead you thither:
I pray you will you take him by the arme

Oli. Be of good cheere youth: you a man?
You lacke a mans heart

Ros. I doe so, I confesse it:
Ah, sirra, a body would thinke this was well counterfeited,
I pray you tell your brother how well I counterfeited:
heigh-ho

Oli. This was not counterfeit, there is too great testimony
in your complexion, that it was a passion of earnest

Ros. Counterfeit, I assure you

Oli. Well then, take a good heart, and counterfeit to
be a man

Ros. So I doe: but yfaith, I should haue beene a woman
by right