. . . never more in Russian habit wait.
O, never will I trust to speeches penned,
Nor to the motion of a schoolboy's tongue,
Nor never come in vizard to my friend,
Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song!
Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise,
Three-piled hyperbole, spruce affectation,
Figures pedantical--these summer flies
I do forswear them ...
Henceforth my wooing mind shall be expressed
In russet yeas and honest kersey noes."53
However, since he proves unable to abide by his resolution, Rosaline continues to distrust his pro-
fessions of love and all labors are lost. Ironically, only Don Armado, having been humiliated into
the truth about himself, appreciates his release from affectation: "For mine own part, I breathe free
breath."54Consequently, he alone appears to be sure of the wench he loves, Jaquenetta.