Wild. Thou'rt not in love!

True. Heigh ho!

Wild. Thou wouldst not marry!

True. With your help.

Wild. And whom, I prithee?

True. Gentle Mistress Constance!

Wild. What!--neighbour Constance?--Never did I dream
That mortal man would fall in love with her. [Aside.]
In love with neighbour Constance!--I feel strange
At thought that she should marry!--[Aside.] Go to church
With neighbour Constance! That's a steeple-chase
I never thought of. I feel very strange!
What seest in neighbour Constance?

True. Lovers' eyes
See with a vision proper to themselves;
Yet thousand eyes will vouch what mine affirm.
First, then, I see in her the mould express
Of woman--stature, feature, body, limb -
Breathing the gentle sex we value most,
When most 'tis at antipodes with ours!

Wild. You mean that neighbour Constance is a woman.