“By giving liberty unto thine eyes.
Examine other beauties. Rom. 'Tis the way
To call hers (exquisite) in question more. These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, Being black puts us in mind they hide the fair. He that is strucken blind cannot forget The precious treasure of his eyesight lost.
Show me a mistress that is passing fair, What doth her beauty serve but as a note Where I may read who pass'd that passing fair? Farewell. Thou canst not teach me to forget.
Ben. I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt.”