Chapter 20

Take, O take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, Seals of love, but sealed in vain.[1]

[Note 1: This song; is found in "The Bloody Brother, or Rollo, Duke of Normandy," by Beaumont and Fletcher, Act 5, Sc. 2, with the following additional stanza:

"Hide, O hide those hills of snow, Which thy frozen bosom bears, On whose tops the fruits that grow Are of those that April wears; But first set my poor heart free. Bound in those icy chains for thee."

There has been much controversy about the authorship, but the more probable opinion seems to be that the second stanza was added by Fletcher.]

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.