Cynthia's Revels by Ben Jonson
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ASO. My name is Asotus, sir. AMO. I take your love, gentle Asotus, but let me win you to receive this, in exchange. -- [THEY EXCHANGE BEAVERS.] CRI. Heart! they'll change doublets anon. [ASIDE.] AMO. And, from this time esteem yourself in the first rank of those few whom I profess to love. What make you in company of this scholar here? I will bring you known to gallants, as Anaides of the ordinary, Hedon the courtier, and others, whose society shall render you graced and respected: this is a trivial fellow, too mean, too cheap, too coarse for you to converse with. ASO. 'Slid, this is not worth a crown, and mine cost me eight but this morning. CRI. I looked when he would repent him, he has begun to be sad a good while. AMO. Sir, shall I say to you for that hat? Be not so sad, be not so sad: It is a relic I could not so easily have departed with, but as the hieroglyphic of my affection; you shall alter it to what form you please, it will take any block; I have received it varied on record to the three thousandth time, and not so few: It hath these virtues beside: your head shall not ache under it, nor your brain leave you, without license; It will preserve your complexion to eternity; for no beam of the sun, should you wear it under zona torrida, hath power to approach it by two ells. It is proof |
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