This makes me mad I could now cry for anger; these old fooles Are the most stubborn and the wilfullest Coxcombs Farewil, and fall to your booke, forget your brother; You are my heire, and Ile provide y'a wife; Ile looke upon this marriage, though I hate it.

What a dull foole was I, A stupid foole, to wrap up such a secreat In a sheepes hart!