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Enter Gower.
Gower: / Now sleep yslaked hath the rout; / No din but snores the house about, / Made louder by the o'er-fed breast / Of this most pompous marriage-feast. / The cat, with eyne of burning coal, / Now crouches fore the mouse's hole; / And crickets sing at the oven's mouth, / E'er the blither for their drouth. / Hymen hath brought the bride to bed, / Where, by the loss of maidenhead, / A babe is moulded. Be attent, / And time that is so briefly spent / With your fine fancies quaintly eche: / What's dumb in show I'll plain with speech.