1 By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of this great world.
2 I would out-night you did no body come; But hark, I hear the footing of a man.
3 I once did lend my body for his wealth, Which but for him that had your husband's ring Had quite miscarried.
4 Here is a letter, lady, The paper as the body of my friend, And every word in it a gaping wound Issuing life-blood.
5 I beseech you let his lack of years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend estimation, for I never knew so young a body with so old a head.
6 Let not that doctor e'er come near my house, Since he hath got the jewel that I loved, And that which you did swear to keep for me, I will become as liberal as you, I'll not deny him anything I have, No, not my body, nor my husband's bed.
7 Go with me to a notary, seal me there Your single bond; and in a merry sport, If you repay me not on such a day, In such a place, such sum or sums as are Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit Be nominated for an equal pound Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken In what part of your body pleaseth me.