TETRICEZZA SOONER the olive shall provoke To amorous clasps this sturdy oak, And doves in league with eagles be, Ere I will glance a smile on thee. AMELIUS Sooner yon dustish mulberry In her old white shall clothed be, And lizards with fierce asps combine, Ere I will twist my soul with thine. TETRICEZZA Yet art thou in my judgement far Fairer than a rising star, And might deserve e'en Dian's love, But shalt not Tetricezza move. AMELIUS And thou art sweeter than the down Of damask roses yet unblown, And Phoebus might thy bridegroom be, Yet shalt thou never conquer me. TETRICEZZA Why meet we, then, when either's mind Or comes compell'd, or stays behind? AMELIUS Just as two boughs together tied, Let loose again do stand more wide. |