_ Which of us swore you first to?
_Elder Lo._ Why to you.
_Lady._ Which oath is to be kept then?
_Elder Lo._ I prethee do not urge my sins unto me,
Without I could amend 'em.
_Lady._ Why you may by wedding me.
_Elder Lo._ How will that satisfie my word to her?
_Lady._ 'Tis not to be kept, and needs no satisfaction,
'Tis an error fit for repentance only.
_Elder Lo._ Shall I live to wrong that tender hearted Virgin so? It may
not be.
_Lady._ Why may it not be?
_Elder Lo._ I swear I would rather marry thee than her: but yet mine
honesty?
_Lady._ What honesty? 'Tis more preserv'd this way:
Come, by this light, servant, thou shalt, I'le kiss thee on't.
_Elder Lo._ This kiss indeed is sweet, pray God no sin lie under it.
_Lady._ There is no sin at all, try but another.
_Wel._ O my heart!
_Mar._ Help Sister, this Lady swounds.
_Elder Lo._ How do you?
_Wel._ Why very well, if you be so.
_Elder Lo._ Since a quiet mind lives not in any Woman, I shall do a most
ungodly thing. Hear me one word more, which by all my hopes I will not
alter, I did make an oath when you delai'd me so, that this very night I
would be married. Now if you will go without delay, suddenly, as late as
it is, with your own Minister to your own Chapel, I'le wed you and to bed.
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