_Mar_.

However you will use me after, yet for your own promise sake,
hear me the rest.

_Arb_.

I will, and after call unto the winds, for they shall lend as
large an ear as I to what you utter: speak.

_Mar_.

Would you but leave these hasty tempers, which
I do not say take from you all your worth, but darken 'em,
then you will shine indeed.

_Arb_.

Well.

_Mar_.

Yet I would have you keep some passions, lest men should take you
for a God, your vertues are such.

_Arb_.

Why now you flatter.