Clot. It would make any man cold to loose

1. But not euery man patient after the noble temper

of your Lordship; You are most hot, and furious when

you winne.

Winning will put any man into courage: if I could get

this foolish Imogen, I should haue Gold enough: it's almost

morning, is't not?

1 Day, my Lord

Clot. I would this Musicke would come: I am aduised

to giue her Musicke a mornings, they say it will penetrate.

Enter Musitians.

Come on, tune: If you can penetrate her with your fingering,

so: wee'l try with tongue too: if none will do, let

her remaine: but Ile neuer giue o're. First, a very excellent

good conceyted thing; after a wonderful sweet aire,

with admirable rich words to it, and then let her consider.

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