ACT. 4. SCENE 1.
Dionysia in mans habit, Rafe.
Dio.
How does my habit and my arms become me?
Ra.
Too well to be a woman, manly Mistress.
Dio.
Wher's the pistol you provided for me.
Ra.
Here Mistress and a good one.
Dio.
Tis too long.
Ra.
No Lady would wish a shorter. If it were
'T would bear no charge, or carry nothing hotne.
Dio.
Ile try what I can do. Thou think'st me valiant.
I'm sure I have often felt it.
Ra.
All the virago's that are found in story,
Penthesilea and Symaramis
Were no such handy strikers as your self:
But they had another stroke, could you but find it,
Then you were excellent. I could teach it you.
Dio.
I dare not understand thee yet. Be sure
As you respect my honour, or your life
That you continue constant to my trust,
And so thou canst not know how much Ile love thee.