Cynthia's Revels by Ben Jonson
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time. Good faith, this hat hath possest mine eye exceedingly; 'tis
so pretty and fantastic: what! is it a beaver? ASO. Ay, sir, I'll assure you 'tis a beaver, it cost me eight crowns but this morning. AMO. After your French account? ASO. Yes, sir. CRI. And so near his head! beshrew me, dangerous. [ASIDE.] AMO. A very pretty fashion, believe me, and a most novel kind of trim: your band is conceited too! ASO. Sir, it is all at your service. AMO. O, pardon me. ASO. I beseech you, sir, if you please to wear it, you shall do me a most infinite grace. CRI. 'Slight, will he be prais'd out of his clothes? ASO. By heaven, sir, I do not offer it you after the Italian manner; I would you should conceive so of me. AMO. Sir, I shall fear to appear rude in denying your courtesies, especially being invited by so proper a distinction: May I pray your name, sir? |
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