Ros. Our ears vouchsafe it.
King. But your legs should do it.
Ros. Since you are strangers, and come here by chance,
We'll not be nice: take hands: we will not dance. 220
King. Why take we hands then?
Ros. Only to part friends.
Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so the measure ends.
King. More measure of this measure: be not nice.
Ros. We can afford no more at such a price. 224
King. Prize you yourselves. What buys your company?
Ros. Your absence only.
King. That can never be.
Ros. Then cannot we be bought: and so, adieu;
Twice to your visor, and half once to you! 228
King. If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat.
Ros. In private, then.
King. I am best pleas'd with that.
[They converse apart.]
Ber. White-handed mistress, one sweet word with thee.
Prin. Honey, and milk, and sugar; there are three. 232
Ber. Nay then, two treys, an if you grow so nice,
Metheglin, wort, and malmsey: well run, dice!
There's half a dozen sweets.
Prin. Seventh sweet, adieu:
Since you can cog, I'll play no more with you. 236
Ber. One word in secret.
225 Prize: set a price on
228 Twice: i.e. twice adieu
233 treys: threes
234 Metheglin: mead containing honey
wort: sweet unfermented beer
malmsey: a sweet wine
236 cog: cheat
