Diaphanta is looking for her mistress, Beatrice, now newly married to
DIAPHANTA Cuds, madam, are you here?
BEATRICE [Aside] Seeing that wench now,
A trick comes in my mind; 'tis a nice piece
Gold cannot purchase.--I come hither, wench,
To look my lord.
DIAPHANTA [Aside] Would I had such a cause
To look him too.--Why, he's i' th' park, madam.
BEATRICE There let him be.
DIAPHANTA Ay, madam, let him compass
Whole parks and forests, as great rangers do;
At roosting time a little lodge can hold 'em.
Earth-conquering Alexander, that thought the world
Too narrow for him, in the end had but his pit-hole.
BEATRICE I fear thou art not modest, Diaphanta.
DIAPHANTA Your thoughts are so unwilling to be known, madam;
'Tis ever the bride's fashion towards bedtime
To set light by her joys, as if she ow'd 'em not.
BEATRICE Her joys? Her fears, thou wouldst say.
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