My gracious lord, I am glad it contents you so well.—But it may be,
madam, you take no delight in this. I have heard that great-bellied
women do long for some dainties or other: what is it, madam? tell me,
and you shalt have it.
Alas, madam, that's nothing! Mephistophilis, begone. [JSxit
MEPHISTOPHILIS.] Were it a greater thing than this, so it would content
you, you should have it
Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with grapes.
Here they be, madam; wilt please you taste on them?
If it like your grace, the year is divided into two circles over the
whole world, that, when it is here winter with us, in the contrary
circle it is summer with them, as in India, Saba, and farther countries
in the East; and by means of a swift Spirit that I have I had them
brought hither, as you see.—How do you like them, madam; be they
good?
