1    I would thou grew'st unto the shores o' the haven,
2    And question'dst every sail: if he should write
3    And not have it, 'twere a paper lost,
4    As offer'd mercy is. What was the last
5    That he spake to thee?

6    It was his queen, his queen!

7    Then waved his handkerchief?

8    And kiss'd it, madam.

9    Senseless Linen! happier therein than I!
10   And that was all?

11   No, madam; for so long
12   As he could make me with this eye or ear
13   Distinguish him from others, he did keep
14   The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief,
15   Still waving, as the fits and stirs of 's mind
16   Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on,
17   How swift his ship.

18   Thou shouldst have made him
19   As little as a crow, or less, ere left
20   To after-eye him.

21   Madam, so I did.

22   I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd them, but
23   To look upon him, till the diminution
24   Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle,
25   Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from
26   The smallness of a gnat to air, and then
27   Have turn'd mine eye and wept. But, good Pisanio,
28   When shall we hear from him?

29   Be assured, madam,
30   With his next vantage.

31   I did not take my leave of him, but had
32   Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him
33   How I would think on him at certain hours
34   Such thoughts and such, or I could make him swear
35   The shes of Italy should not betray
36   Mine interest and his honour, or have charged him,
37   At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,
38   To encounter me with orisons, for then
39   I am in heaven for him; or ere I could
40   Give him that parting kiss which I had set
41   Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father
42   And like the tyrannous breathing of the north
43   Shakes all our buds from growing.

44   The queen, madam,
45   Desires your highness' company.

46   Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd.
47   I will attend the queen.

48   Madam, I shall.