WILL Oh, if I could write the beauty of her eyes! I was born to look in them and know myself.
He is looking into VIOLA'S eyes. She holds his look, but WILL belies his words. VIOLA AS THOMAS And her lips? WILL Oh, Thomas, her lips! The early morning rose would wither on the branch, if it could feel envy! VIOLA AS THOMAS And her voice? Like lark song? WILL Deeper. Softer. None of your twittering larks! I would banish nightingales from her garden before they interrupt her song. VIOLA AS THOMAS She sings too? WILL Constantly. Without doubt. And plays the lute, she has a natural ear. And her bosom--did I mention her bosom? VIOLA AS THOMAS (glinting) What of her bosom? WILL Oh Thomas, a pair of pippins! As round and rare as golden apples!
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