MOTH Out of your favours, heavenly spirits, vouchsafe
Not to behold--
BIRON [Aside to MOTH] Once to behold, rogue.
MOTH Once to behold with your sun-beamed eyes,
--with your sun-beamed eyes--
BOYET They will not answer to that epithet;
You were best call it 'daughter-beamed eyes.'
MOTH They do not mark me, and that brings me out.
BIRON Is this your perfectness? be gone, you rogue!
[Exit MOTH]
ROSALINE What would these strangers? know their minds, Boyet:
If they do speak our language, 'tis our will:
That some plain man recount their purposes
Know what they would.
BOYET What would you with the princess?
BIRON Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
ROSALINE What would they, say they?
BOYET Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
ROSALINE Why, that they have; and bid them so be gone.
BOYET She says, you have it, and you may be gone.
FERDINAND Say to her, we have measured many miles
To tread a measure with her on this grass.
BOYET They say, that they have measured many a mile
To tread a measure with you on this grass.
ROSALINE It is not so. Ask them how many inches
Is in one mile: if they have measured many,
The measure then of one is easily told.
BOYET If to come hither you have measured miles,
And many miles, the princess bids you tell
How many inches doth fill up one mile.
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