She returns this ring to you, sir. You might have saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself. She adds, moreover, that you should put you lord into a desperate assurance she will none of him. And one thing more, that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to report your lord's taking of this. Receive it so.
Act 2. Scene iii
I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of love, wherein by the colour of his beard, the shape of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find himself most feelingly personated. I can write very like my lady your niece; on a forgotten matter we can hardly make distinction of our hands.
I have't in my nose too.
Excellent! I smell a device
Act 2. Scene v
Too well what love women to men may owe. In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter lov'd a man-As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship.
What dost thou know?
Act 2. Scene iv
Her C's, her U's, and her T's: why that?
By my life, this is my lady's hand: these be her very C's, her U's, and her T's, and thus makes she her great P's. It is in contempt of question her hand.