ANNE.
That shalt thou know hereafter.

GLOSTER.
But shall I live in hope?

ANNE.
All men, I hope, live so.

GLOSTER.
Vouchsafe to wear this ring.

ANNE.
To take is not to give.

[She puts on the ring.]

GLOSTER.
Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger,
Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;
Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
And if thy poor devoted servant may
But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,
Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever.

ANNE.
What is it?

GLOSTER.
That it may please you leave these sad designs