_Ant._ Happy the bonds that hold ye; Or do you put them on your self for pleasure? Sure they be sweeter far than liberty: There is no blessedness but in such bondage: Give me that freedom (Madam) I beseech ye, (Since you have question'd me so cunningly) To ask you whom you are bound to, he must be certain More than humane, that bounds in such a beauty: Happy that happy chain, such links are heavenly. _Ism._ Pray ye do not mock me, Sir. _Ant._ Pray ye (Lady) tell me. _Ism._ Will ye believe, and will ye keep it to ye? And not scorn what I speak? _Ant._ I dare not, Madam, As Oracle what you say, I dare swear to. _Ism._ I'll set the candle by: for I shall blush now; Fie, how it doubles in my mouth! it must out, 'Tis you I am bound to. _Ant._ Speak that word again. I understand ye not. _Ism._ 'Tis you I am bound to. _Ant._ Here is another Gentleman. _Ism._ 'Tis you, Sir. _Am._ He may be lov'd too. _Mar._ Not by thee, first curse me. _Ism._ And if I knew your name. _Ant. Antonio_ (Madam) _Ism. Antonio_, take this kiss, 'tis you I am bound to. _Ant._ And when I set ye free, may heaven forsake me, _Ismena_. _Ism._ Yes, now I perceive ye love me, You have learn'd my name. _Ant._ Hear but some vows I make to ye: Hear but the protestations of a true love. _Ism._ No, no, not now: vows should be cheerful things, Done in the cleerest light, and noblest testimony: No vow, dear Sir, tie not my fair belief To such strict terms: those men have broken credits, Loose and dismembred faiths (my dear _Antonio_) That splinter 'em with vows: am I not too bold? Correct me when you please. _Ant._ I had rather hear ye, For so sweet Musick never stru[c]k mine ears yet: Will you believe now? _Ism._ Yes. _Ant._ I am yours. _Ism._ Speak louder, If ye answer the Priest so low, you will lose your wedding. _Mar._ Would I might speak, I would holloa. _Ant._ Take my heart, And if it be not firm and honest to you, Heaven-- _Ism._ Peace, no more: I'll keep your heart, and credit it. Keep you your word: [when] will you come again (Friend?) For this time we have woo'd indifferently. I would fain see ye, when I dare be bolder. _Ant._ Why any night: only (dear noble Mistriss) Pardon three daies: my Uncle _Julio_ Has bound me to attend him upon promise, Upon expectation too: we have rare sports there, Rare Countrey sports, I would you could but see 'em. Dare ye so honor me? _Ism._ I dare not be there, You know I dare not, no, I must not (Friend) Where I may come with honourable freedom: Alas, I am ill too; we in love. _Ant._ You flout me. _Ism._ Trust me I do not: I speak truth, I am sickly, And am in love: but you must be Physician. _Ant._ I'll make a plaister of my best affection.