[26] That is, no degree of relationship is sufficient to restrain the appetite of lust, scarce that of sister; they even approach to the _rim_ or _verge_ of what is the most prohibited. [27] The quarto reads, _lowde_. [28] The quarto reads, _is good_.--_Steevens._ [29] [Old copy, _portion_.] [30] _Upon their good_ is the misreading of one old copy.--_Collier._ [31] [Old copy, _wearing_.] [32] To _harry_, Mr Steevens observes, is to use roughly. See note to "Antony and Cleopatra," act iii. sc. 3. See also Fuller's "Church History," lib. x. p. 19.--_Gilchrist._ [33] [Old copy, _ire_.] ACTUS II, SCÆNA 1. _Enter_ CASTIZA, _the sister_. CAS. How hardly shall that maiden be beset, Whose only fortunes are her constant thoughts! That has no other child's part but her honour, That keeps her low and empty in estate; Maids and their honours are like poor beginners; Were not sin rich, there would be fewer sinners; Why had not virtue a revenue? Well, I know the cause, 'twould have impoverish'd hell. _Enter_ DONDOLO. How now, Dondolo? DON. Madonna, there is one as they say, a thing of flesh and blood--a man, I take him by his beard, that would very desirously mouth to mouth with you. CAS. What's that? DON. Show his teeth in your company. CAS. I understand thee not. DON. Why, speak with you, madonna. CAS. Why, say so, madman, and cut off a great deal of dirty way; had it not been better spoke in ordinary words, that one would speak with me? DON. Ha, ha! that's as ordinary as two shillings. I would strive a little to show myself in my place; a gentleman-usher scorns to use the phrase and fancy of a serving-man. CAS. Yours be your own, sir; go, direct him hither; [_Exit_ DONDOLO. I hope some happy tidings from my brother, That lately travell'd, whom my soul affects. Here he comes. _Enter_ VENDICE, _her brother, disguised_. VEN. Lady, the best of wishes to your sex. Fair skins and new gowns. CAS. O, they shall thank you, sir. Whence this? VEN. Mighty--O, from a dear and worthy friend; CAS. From whom? VEN. The duke's son! CAS. Receive that. [_A box o' the ear to her brother._ I swore I would put anger in my hand, And pass the virgin limits of my sex,[34] To him that next appear'd in that base office, To be his sin's attorney. Bear to him That figure of my hate upon thy cheek, Whilst 'tis yet hot, and I'll reward thee for't; Tell him my honour shall have a rich name, When several harlots shall share his with shame. Farewell; commend me to him in my hate. [_Exit._