Section V (Lines 47-56)
We’ll meetThe company below, then.
I repeat,The Count your master’s known munificenceIs ample warrant that no just pretence Of mine for dowry will be disallowed;Though his fair daughter’s self, as I avowedAt starting, is my object.
Nay, we’ll goTogether down, sir.
Notice Neptune, though,Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity, Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me!