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The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage 50.
Mira. I do not know
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts ** I therein do forget." Fer. I am, in my condition,
70 A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would, not so!) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth :-Hear my soul
speak; The very
instant that I saw you, did
Mira. Do you love me?
79 Fer. 0. heaven, O' earth, bear witness to this
Mira. I am a fool,
« Pro. Fair encounter “ Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace " On that which breeds between thein !"
90 Fer. Wherefore weep you ?
Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give ; and much less take, What I shall die to want: But this is trifling ; And all the more it seeks to hide itself, The bigger bulk it shews. Hence bashful cunning! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me; If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, Whether
will or no. Fer. My mistress, dearest, And I thus humble ever.
Mira. My husband then?
Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing