That I will go, will meet thee at the church?
And see thou the holy man be there prepared
In wedlock's blessed bonds to bind us;
For since I dared to listen to thy voice,
Like the serpent have I closed mine ears;
So now I close mine eyes as well.
Go, go, I hear approaching footfall!
Roselo. I go, sweet love, but stay not thou to hold
Much speech, and with Otavio.
Julia. Look that thou no promise dost forget.
Roselo. Nay, this I swear, forgetting such.
May heaven desert me at my need.
Julia. Swear not, for I have read
That ready swearers have
Scant credit with the world or God.
Roselo. What shall I say, sweet maid?
Julia. Say that I thy heart's desire am.
Roselo. They come, sweet girl! Farewell.
Julia. Carest thou to kiss mine hand?
Roselo. Yes; but much more, thy lips.
Julia. Nay, nay! away, my love, begone!
Marin (without.) Come, master, or I'm off, alone.[Exit Roselo.
