Why do you go so gay then?
COURTENAY. Velvet and gold.
This dress was made me as the Earl of Devon
To take my seat in; looks it not right royal?
ELIZABETH. So royal that the Queen forbad you wearing it.
COURTENAY. I wear it then to spite her.
ELIZABETH. My Lord, my Lord;
I see you in the Tower again. Her Majesty
Hears you affect the Prince--prelates kneel to
you.--
COURTENAY. I am the noblest blood in Europe, Madam,
A Courtenay of Devon, and her cousin.
ELIZABETH. She hears you make your boast that after all
She means to wed you. Folly, my good Lord.
COURTENAY. How folly? a great party in the state
Wills me to wed her.
ELIZABETH. Failing her, my Lord,
Doth not as great a party in the state
Will you to wed me?
COURTENAY. Even so, fair lady.
ELIZABETH. You know to flatter ladies.
COURTENAY. Nay, I meant
True matters of the heart.
ELIZABETH. _My_ heart, my Lord,
Is no great party in the state as yet.
COURTENAY. Great, said you? nay, you shall be great. I love you,
Lay my life in your hands. Can you be close?
ELIZABETH. Can you, my Lord?
COURTENAY. Close as a miser's casket.
Listen:
The King of France, Noailles the Ambassador,
The Duke of Suffolk and Sir Peter Carew,
Sir Thomas Wyatt, I myself, some others,
Have sworn this Spanish marriage shall not be.
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