The Duchess has just proposed to Antonio and, with her maid as their
I would have you lead your fortune by the hand,
Unto your marriage bed.
(You speak in me this, for we now are one)
We’ll only lie, and talk together, and plot
T’appease my humorous kindred; and if you please,
Like the old tale, in “Alexander and Lodowick”,
Lay a naked sword between us, keep us chaste:-
Oh, let me shroud my blushes in your bosom,
Since ‘tis the treasury of all my secrets.
John Webster, The Duchess of Malfi, Act 1, Scene 2 ll.429-435.
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