FERDINAND

Then, in our measure do but vouchsafe one change.
Thou bid'st me beg: this begging is not strange.

ROSALINE

Play, music, then! Nay, you must do it soon.

Music plays

Not yet! no dance! Thus change I like the moon.

FERDINAND

Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?

ROSALINE

You took the moon at full, but now she's changed.

FERDINAND

Yet still she is the moon, and I the man.
The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it.

ROSALINE

Our ears vouchsafe it.

FERDINAND

But your legs should do it.

ROSALINE

Since you are strangers and come here by chance,
We'll not be nice: take hands. We will not dance.

FERDINAND

Why take we hands, then?

ROSALINE

Only to part friends:
Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so the measure ends.

FERDINAND

More measure of this measure; be not nice.

ROSALINE

We can afford no more at such a price.

FERDINAND

Prize you yourselves: what buys your company?