For this great while we have seen no woman's face, My mates and I: your Highness knows that well. When we beheld these ladies enter here, A longing seized us all to look on them; To see their faces and their gentle shapes; And even to have them turn their eyes on us; Perhaps to hear them speak. We are true men, And honest in our thought. Bruce. Bring them all in. [Exit 1st Soldier. Countess of Buchan. I know the mood that holds these men: brave lads! If they were wed to women worth their love, They would be nobler heroes than they are. Isabella. We'll speak to them. Countess of Buchan. I'll kiss that knave who spoke. Lady Douglas. Will you? Countess of Buchan. Yes; and I'll do it openly. Enter Soldiers. Bruce. Welcome all, heartily, most heartily. Countess of Buchan [to 1st Soldier]. Have you a wife? 1st Soldier. I have. Countess of Buchan. You love her? 1st Soldier. Yes. Countess of Buchan. Is not the truest love the most capricious? 1st Soldier. I cannot tell. True love is fanciful. Countess of Buchan. You long to kiss your wife? 1st Soldier. And if I do, What matters to your ladyship? Countess of Buchan [whispering] This, sir: I also long to kiss one whom I love; Perhaps I never shall; but I think now In kissing you that I am kissing him. [Kisses him. 1st Soldier. Thanks, noble lady. If you were my wife I'd kiss you thus. [He embraces and kisses her. Bruce. Well said and bravely done! Countess of Buchan. And can you fight As deftly as you kiss? Bruce. I warrant him! Your song, my Lady Douglas; sing it now; A love-song, something homely if you can. Douglas. Sing "If she love me," sweetheart. Lady Douglas. Shall I? Well. But you should sing it rather. Douglas. No; sing you. SONG. Love, though tempests be unruly, Blooms as when the weather's fair: If she love me truly, truly, She will love me in despair. Is there aught endures here longer? Can true love end ever wrongly? Death will make her love grow stronger, If she love me strongly, strongly. Can scorn conquer love? Can shame? Though the meanest tower above me, She will share my evil fame, If she love me, if she love me. Enter a Forester.