Widow I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour
Both suffer under this complaint we bring,
And both shall cease, without your remedy.
KING Come hither, count; do you know these women?
BERTRAM My lord, I neither can nor will deny
But that I know them: do they charge me further?
DIANA Why do you look so strange upon your wife?
BERTRAM She's none of mine, my lord.
DIANA If you shall marry,
You give away this hand, and that is mine;
You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;
You give away myself, which is known mine;
For I by vow am so embodied yours,
That she which marries you must marry me,
Either both or none.
LAFEU Your reputation comes too short for my daughter; you
are no husband for her.
BERTRAM My lord, this is a fond and desperate creature,
Whom sometime I have laugh'd with: let your highness
Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour
Than for to think that I would sink it here.
KING Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to friend
Till your deeds gain them: fairer prove your honour
Than in my thought it lies.
DIANA Good my lord,
Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
He had not my virginity.
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