Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this? 248
Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son,
His youngest son; and would not change that calling,
To be adopted heir to Frederick.
Ros. My father lov'd Sir Rowland as his soul, 252
And all the world was of my father's mind:
Had I before known this young man his son,
I should have given him tears unto entreaties,
Ere he should thus have ventur'd.
Cel.Gentle cousin, 256
Let us go thank him and encourage him:
My father's rough and envious disposition
Sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well deserv'd:
If you do keep your promises in love 260
But justly, as you have exceeded all promise,
Your mistress shall be happy.
Ros.Gentleman,
Wear this for me, one out of suits with fortune,
That could give more, but that her hand lacks means. 264
Shall we go, coz?
Cel.Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
Orl. Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts
Are all thrown down, and that which here stands up
Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. 268
Ros. He calls us back: my pride fell with my fortunes;
I'll ask him what he would. Did you call, sir?
Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown
250 calling: name
255 unto: in addition to
258 envious: spiteful
259 Sticks . . . heart: stabs me to the heart
261 But justly: as exactly
promise: i.e., in wrestling
263 suits . . . fortune; cf. n.
264 could: i.e., could find it in her heart
266 better parts: i.e., his spirit and sense
268 quintain; cf. n.
