_Sis_. But if I thinke you worthy, and accept Your service, it destroies this other reason For your despaire. Why, I can praise you, too.

_Cou_. No, lett it alone I have other reasons Lady Among my papers. But to love or to be in love Is to be guld; that's the plaine _English_ of _Cupids_Latine_.

Beside, all reverence to the calling, I Have vowd never to marry, and you know Love may bring a Man toot at last, and therefore My fine Gewgaw do not abuse me. _Sis_. How can I When you will neither Love nor marry me? _Cou_.

I was not made for a husband. _Sis_. But I would make you.

_Cou_. I know what you would make me. _Enter_Servant_.

_Ser_. Mounsier _Device_, if you be alone, would present his service. _Cou_.