think not i love him,
though i ask for him
'tis but a peevish boy--
yet he talks well;
but what care i for words?
yet words do well...
when he that speaks them
pleases those that hear.
it is a pretty youth--
not too pretty
but sure he's proud
and yet his pride becomes him.
he'll make a proper man.
-As You Like It, III.v