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Bac. It was your own command to bar none To an old sutler's wife; and that I'll burn, sir. from him:

'Tis like to prove a fine age for the ignorant. Besides, the princess sent her ring, sir, for my Arb. How dar'st thou so often forfeit thy life? warrant.

Thou know'st 'tis in my power to take it. Arb. A token to Tigranes, did she not?

Mar. Yes, and I know you wo' not; or, if you Sir, tell truth.

do, you'll miss it quickly. Bac. I do not use to lie, sir.

Arb. Why? 'Tis no way I eat, or live by; and I think

Mar. Who shall tell you of these childish folThis is no token, sir.

lies, when I am dead? who shall put-to his power Mar. This combat has undone him. If he had to draw those virtues out of a flood of humours, been well beaten, he had been temperate. I shall when they are drown'd, and make 'em shine never see him handsome again, till he have a again? No, cut my head off: Then you may horseman's staff poked through his shoulders, or talk, and be believed, and grow worse, and have an arm broke with a bullet.

your too self-glorious temper rock'd into a dead Arb. I am trified with.

sleep, and the kingdom with you; till foreign Bac. Sir?

swords be in your throats, and slaughter be Arb. I know it, as I know thee to be false. everywhere about you, like your flatterers. Do, Mar. Now the clap comes.

kill me! Bac. You never knew me so, sir, I dare speak it; Arb. Prythee, be tamer, good Mardonius. And, durst a worse man tell me, though my Thou know'st I love thee; nay, I honour thee; better

Believe it, good old soldier, I am thine: Mar. 'Tis well said, by my soul.

But I am rack'd clean from myself! Bear with Arb. Sirrah, you answer as you had no life.

me, Bac. That I fear, sir, to lose nobly.

Wo't thou bear with me, good Mardonius ?
Arb. I say, sir, once again-
Bac. You may say what you please, sir-

Mar. 'Would I might do so.

Mar. There comes a good man; love him too; Arb. I will, sir; and say openly,

he's temperate ; you may live to have need of This woman carries letters. By my life,

such a virtue. Rage is not still in fashion. I know she carries letters; this woman does it. Arb. Welcome, good Gobrias.

Mar. 'Would Bessus were here, to take her Gob. My service, and this letter, to your grace. aside and search her; he would quickly tell you Arb. From whom? what she carried, sir.

Gob. From the rich mino of virtue and all Arb. I have found it out, this woman carries beauty, letters.

Your mournful sister. Mar. If this hold, 'twill be an ill world for Arb. She is in prison, Gobrias, is she not? bawds, chambermaids, and post-boys. I thank Gob. [kneels.] she is, sir, till your pleasure do Heaven I have none but his letters - patents, enlarge her, things of his own inditing.

Which on my knees I beg. Oh, 'tis not fit Arb. Prince, this cunning cannot do't.

That all the sweetness of the world in one, Tigr. Do what, sir? I reach you not.

The youth and virtue that would tame wild Arb. It shall not serve your turn, prince.

tigers, Tigr. Serve my turn, sir?

And wilder people, that have known no manners, Arb. Ay, sir, it shall not serve your turn. Should live thus cloister'd up! For your love's Tigr. Be plainer, good sir.

sake, Arb. This woman shall carry no more letters If there be any in that noble heart back to your love Panthea ; by Heaven she shall To her, a wretched lady, and forlorn ; not! I say she shall not.

Or for her love to you, which is as much Mar. This would make a saint swear like a As Nature and Obedience ever gave, soldier, and a soldier like Termagant.1

Have pity on her beauties. Tigr. This beats me more, king, than the blows Arb. Prythee, stand up. 'Tis true, she is too you gave me.

fair, Arb. Take 'em away both, and together let And all these commendations but her own: them be prisoners strictly and closely kept; or, 'Would thou hadst never so commended her, sirrah, your life shall answer it; and let nobody Or I ne'er lived to have heard it, Gobrias! speak with 'em hereafter.

If thou but knew'st the wrong her beauty does Tigr. Well, I am subject to you,

her, And must endure these passions.

Thou wouldst, in pity of her, be a liar. Spa. This is th' imprisonment I have look'd | Thy ignorance has drawn me, wretched man, for always,

Whither myself, nor thou, canst well tell. Oh, And the dear place I would choose.

my fate !

I think she loves me, but I fear another [Exeunt TIGRANES, SPACOXIA, BACURIUS.

Is deeper in her heart! How think'st thou, GobMar. Sir, have you done well now?

rias? Arb. Dare you reprove it?

Gob. I do beseech your grace, believe it not; Mar. No.

For, let me perish, if it be not false! Arb. You must be crossing me.

Good sir, read her letter. [ARBACES reads. Mar. I have no letters, sir, to anger you,

Mar. This love, or what a devil it is, I know But a dry sonnet of my corporal's,

not, begets more mischief than a wake. I had rather be well beaten, starved, or lousy, than live

within the air on't. He, that had seen this brave 1 Termagant-or Tervagant, Ital. Trivigante-was sup fellow charge through a grove of pikes but t'other posed by the Crusaders and romance writers to be a day, and look upon him now, will ne'er believe his Mohammedan deity, worshipped by the Saracens, and

eyes again. If he continue thus but two days was frequently represented in the old Moralities as of a most violent character; gradually it came to mean fiery

more, a tailor may beat him with one hand tied and violent, but is now applied only to a scolding

behind him.

Arb. Alas, she would be at liberty!


And there be thousand reasons, Gobrias,

Yet you had lost no honour. This is strange, Thousands, that will deny it;

You may imagine, but this is truth now, captain, Which, if she knew, she would contentedly

Bes. I will be glad to embrace it, gentlemen.
Be where she is, and bless her virtue for it, But how far may he strike me?
And me, though she were closer. She would, 1 Sw. There's another;

A new cause rising from the time and distance,
Good man, indeed, she would.

In which I will deliver my opinion.
Gob. Then, good sir, for her satisfaction, He may strike, beat, or cause to be beaten;
Send for her, and, with reason, make her know For these are natural to man:
Why she must live thus from you.

Your prince, I say, may beat you so far forth Arb. I will. Go bring her to me. [Exeunt. As his dominion reacheth; that's for the dis


The time, ten miles a day, I take it.

2 Sw. Brother, you err, 'tis fifteen miles a day;

His stage is ten, his beatings are fifteen.
A Room in the House of Bessus.

Bes. 'Tis of the longest, but we subjects must

1 Sw. Be subject to it. You are wise and Enter BESSUS, two Swordmen,' and a Boy.

virtuous. Bes. You're very welcome, both! Some stools Bes. Obedience ever makes that noble use on't, there, boy;

To which I dedicate my beaten body. And reach a table. Gentlemen o' th' sword, I must trouble you a little further, gentlemen o' Pray sit, without more compliment. Begone,

th' sword. child !

2 Sw. No trou at all to us, sir, if we may I have been curious in the searching of you, Profit your understanding. We are bound, Because I understand you wise and valiant By virtue of our calling, to utter our opinion persons.

Shortly, and discreetly. 1 Św. We understand ourselves, sir.

Bes. My sorest business is, I have been kick'd. Bes. Nay, gentlemen, and dear friends o' the 2 Sw. How far, sir ? sword,

Bes. Not to flatter myself in it, all over : No compliment, I pray; but to the cause My sword lost, but not forced; for discreetly I hang upon, which, in few,” is my honour. I render'd it, to save that imputation. 2 Sw. You cannot hang too much, sir, for your 1 Sw. It showed discretion, the best part of honour.

valour. But to your cause: be wise, and speak truth. 2 Sw. Brother, this is a pretty cause; pray Bes. My first doubt is, my beating by my ponder on't: prince.

Our friend here has been kick'd. 1 Sw. Stay there a little, sir: Do you doubt a 1 Sw. He has so, brother. beating?

2 Sw. Sorely, he says. Now, had he set down Or, have you had a beating by your prince ?

here, Bes. Gentlemen o' th' sword, my prince has Upon the mere kick, 't had been cowardly. beaten me.

1 Sw. I think it had been cowardly, indeed. 2 Sw. Brother, what think you of this case ? 2 $w. But our friend has redeem'd it in de 1 Sw. If he has beaten him, the case is clear. livering

2 Sw. If he have beaten him, I grant the case. His sword without compulsion; and that man But how ?-we cannot be too subtle in this busi- That took it of him, I pronounce a weak one, ness,

And his kicks nullities. I say, but how?

He should have kick'd him after the delivery, Bes. Even with his royal hand.

Which is the confirmation of a coward. 1 Sw. Was it a blow of love, or indignation ? 1 Sw. Brother, I take it you mistako the Bes. 'Twas twenty blows of indignation, gen question; tlemen;

For, say that I were kick'd. Besides two blows o'th' face.

2 Sw. I must not say so; 2 Sw. Those blows o'th' face have made a new Nor I must not hear it spoke by th' tongue of

cause on't; The rest were but an honourable rudeness. You kick’d, dear brother! You are merry. 2 Sw. Two blows o' th' face, and given by a 1 Sw. But put the case, I were kick'd. worse man,

2 Sw. Let them put it I must confess, as we swordmen say, had turn'd That are things weary of their lives, and know The business. Mark me, brother, by a worso

Not honour! Put the case, you were kick'd!

1 Sw. I do not say I was kick'd. But, being by his prince, had they been ten, 2 Sw. Nor no silly creature that wears his bead And those ten drawn ten teeth, besides the Without a case, his soul in a skin-coat. hazard

You kick'd, dear brother! Of his nose for ever, all this had been but Bes. Nay, gentlemen, let us do what we shall favours.

do, This is my flat opinion, which I'll die in.

Truly and honestly. Good sirs, to the question 2 Sw. The king may do much, captain, believe 1 Sw. Why, then, I say, suppose your boy it;

kick'd, captain. For bad he crack'd your skull through, like a 2 Sw. The boy may be supposed, he's liable. bottle,

But, kick my brother! Or broke a rib or two with tossing of you,

1 Sw. A foolish forward zeal, sir, in my friend. But to the boy. Suppose the boy were kick d.

Bes. I do suppose it, 1 Swordmen-men whose profession it was to instruct

1 Sw. Has your boy a sword? in arms, sette duels according to proper punctilio, assist

Bes. Surely no; 1 pray, suppose a sword too. the timorous, &c.

1 Sw. I do suppose it. You grant your boy in few-in few words, in brief.

was kick'd then.




2 Sw. By no means, captain ; let it be supposed Bes. My equal friends o' th' sword, I must still;

request The word 'grant' makes not for us.

Your hands to this. 1 Sw. I say, this must be granted.

2 Sw. 'Tis fit it should be. 2 Sw. This must be granted, brother?

Bes. Boy, 1 Sw. Ay, this must be granted.

Get me some wine, and pen and ink, within.2 Sw. Still, this must?

Am I clear, gentlemen? 1 Sw. I say, this must be granted.

1 Sv. Sir, when the world has taken notice 2 Sw. Give me the must again! Brother, you what we have done, palter.

Make much of your body; for I'll pawn my steel, 1 Sw. I will not hear you, wasp.

Men will be coyer of their legs hereafter. 2 Sw. Brother,

Bes. I must request you go along, and testify I say you palter; the must three times together! To the Lord Bacurius, whose foot has struck me, I wear as sharp steel as another man,

How you find my cause. And my fox' bites as deep. Musted, my dear 2 Sw. We will; and tell that lord he must be brother!

ruled; But to the cause again.

Or there be those abroad will rule his lordship. Bes. Nay, look you, gentlemen!

[Lxeunt. 2 Sw. In a word, I ha' done. 1 Sw. A tall’ man, but intemperate; 'tis great pity.

ACT IV.-SCENE IV. Once more, suppose the boy kick’d. 2 Sw. Forward.

An Apartment in the Palace. 1 Sw. And, being thoroughly kick’d, laughs at the kicker.

Enter ARBACES at one door, and GOBRIAS with

PANTHEA at another.
2 Sw. So much for us. Proceed.
1 Sw. And in this beaten scorn, as I may call Gob. Sir, here's the princess.

Arb. Leave us, then, alone;
Delivers up his weapon ; where lies the error? For the main cause of her imprisonment
Bes. It lies i' the beating, sir: I found it four Must not be heard by any but herself.
days since.

[Exit GOBRIAS, 2 Sw. The error, and a sore one, as I take it, You're welcome, sister; and I would to Heaven Lies in the thing kicking.

I could so bid you by another name.Bes. I understand that well; 'tis sore, indeed, If you above love not such sins as these, sir.

Circle my heart with thoughts as cold as snow, 1 Sw. That is according to the man that did it. To quench these rising flames that harbour here. 2 Sw. There springs a new branch. Whose Pan. Sir, does it please you I shall speak? was the foot ?

Ard. Please me? Bes. A lord's.

Ay, more than all the art of music can, 1 Sw. The cause is mighty; but, had it been Thy speech doth please me; for it ever sounds two lords,

As thou brought'st joyful unexpected news: And both had kick' you, if you laugh’d, 'tis And yet it is not fit thou shouldst be heard ; clear.

I pray thee, think so. Bes. I did laugh; but how will that help me, Pan. Be it so; I will. gentlemen ?

Am I the first that ever had a wrong 2 Sw. Yes, it shall help you, if you laugh'd So far from being fit to have redress, aloud.

That 'twas unfit to hear it? I will back Bes. As loud as a kick'd man could laugh, I To prison, rather than disquiet you, laugh’d, sir.

And wait till it be fit. 1 Sw. My reason now. The valiant man is Arb. No, do not go; known

For I will hear thee with a serious thought: By suffering and contemning; you have

I have collected all that's man about me Enough of both, and you are valiant.

Together strongly, and I am resolved 2 Su. If he be sure he has been kick'd enough : To hear thee largely. But I do beseech thee, For that brave sufferance you speak of, brother, Do not come nearer to me; for there is Consists not in a beating and away,

Something in that, that will undo us both. But in a cudgellid body, from eighteen

Pan. Alas, sir, am I venom? To eight and thirty; in a head rebuked

Arb. Yes, to me; With pots of all size, daggers, stools, and bed- Though, of thyself, I think thee to be in staves :

As equal a degree of heat or cold, This shows a valiant man.

As nature can make. Yit, as unsound men Bes. Then I am valiant, as valiant as the Convert the sweetest and the pourishing st meats proudest;

Into diseases, so shall I, distemper'd, For these are all familiar things to me;

Do thee. I pray thee, draw no nearer to me. Familiar as my sleep, or want of money;

Pan. Sir, this is that I would: I am of late All my whole body's but one bruise, with beating. | Shut from the world, and why it should be thus I think I have been cudgell'd with all nations, Is all I wish to know. And almost all religions.

Arb. Wby, credit me, 2 Sw. Erubrace him, brother! this man is Panthea, credit me, that am thy brother, valiant;

Thy loving brother, that there is a cause I know it by myself, he's valiant.

Sufficient, yet untit for thee to know, 1 Sw. Captain, thou art a valiant gentleman, That might undo thee everlastingly Abide upon't, a very valiant man.

Only to hear. Wilt thou but credit this?
By heaven, 'tis true! believe it is thou canst.

*Pan. Children and fools are ever credulous, for-a common term for the English broadsword. See Philaster.

And I am both, I think, for I believe, a talk-bold, brave.

If you dissemble, be it on your head !

I'll back unto my prison. Yet, methinks, To our full happiness, but these mere sounds,
I might be kept in some place where you are; Brother and sister?
For in myself I find, I know not what

Pan. There is nothing else ;
To call it, but it is a great desire

But these, alas! will separate us more To see you often.

Than twenty worlds betwixt us. Arb. Fy, you come in a step; what do you Arb. I have lived mean?

To conquer men, and now am overthrown Dear sister, do not so! Alas, Panthea,

Only by words, brother and sister. Where Where I am would you be? Wby, that's the cause Have those words dwelling? I will find 'em out, You are imprison'd, that you may not be

And utterly destroy 'em ; but they are Where I am.

Not to be grasp'd. Let them be men or beasts, Pan. Then I must endure it, sir.

And I will cut 'em from the earth; or towns, Heaven keep you!

And I will raze 'em, and then blow 'em up: Arb. Nay, you shall hear the cause in short, Let 'em be seas, and I will drink 'em off, Panthea ;

And yet have unquench'd fire left in my breast: And, when thou hear'st, thou wilt blush for me, Let 'em be anything but merely voice. And hang thy head down like a violet

Pan. But 'tis not in the power of any force, Full of the morning's dew. There is a way Or policy, to conquer them. To gain thy freedom; but 'tis such a one

Arb. Panthea,
As puts thee in worse bondage, and I know What shall we do? Shall we stand firmly here,
Thou wouldst encounter fire, and make a proof And gaze our eyes out?
Whether the gods have care of innocence,

Pan. 'Would I could do so!
Rather than follow it. Know I have lost, But I shall weep out mine.
The only difference betwixt man and beast, Arb. Accursed man,
My reason.

Thou bought'st thy reason at too dear a rate ; Pan. Heaven forbid !

For thou hast all thy actions bounded in Arb. Nay, it is gone;

With curious' rules, when every beast is free: And I am left as far without a bound

What is there that acknowledges a kindred, As the wild ocean that obeys the winds ;

But wretched man? Who ever saw the bull Each sudden passion throws me where it lists, Fearfully leave the heifer that he liked, And overwhelms all that oppose my will. Because they had one dam ? I have beheld thee with a lustful eye;

Pan. Sir, I disturb you My heart is set on wickedness, to act

And myself too; 'twere better I were gone. Such sins with thee, as I have beeu afraid

Arb. I will not be so foolish as I was;
To think of. If thou dar'st consent to this, Stay, we will love just as becomes our births,
Which, I beseech thee, do not, thou may'st gain No otherwise. Brothers and sisters may
Thy liberty, and yield me a content;

Walk hand in hand together; so shall we.
If not, thy dwelling must be dark and close, Come nearer: is there any hurt in this?
Where I may never see thee: for Heaven knows, Pan. I hope not.
That laid this punishment upon my pride,

Arb. 'Faith, there is none at all :
Thy sight at some time will enforce my madness And tell me truly now, is there not one
To make a start een to thy ravishing.

You love above me?
Now spit upon me, and call all reproaches

Pan. No, by Heaven.
Thou canst devise together, and at once

Arb. Why, yet
Hurl 'em against me; for I am a sickness You sent unto Tigranes, sister.
As killing as the plague, ready to seize thee. Pan. True,

Pan. Far be it from me to revile the king! But for another. For the truth
But it is true, that I shall rather choose

Arb. No more, To search out death, that else would search out I'll credit thee; I know thou canst not lie. me,

Thou art all truth. And in a ave sleep with my innocence,

Pan. But is there nothing else Than welcome such a sin. It is my fate; That we may do, but only walk? Methinks To these cross accidents I was ordain'd,

Brothers and sisters lawfully may kiss. And must have patience; and, but that my eyes Arb. And so they may, Panthea ; so will we. Have more of woman in 'em than my heart,

[Exeunt several ways. I would not weep. Peace enter you again!

Arb. Farewell; and, good Panthea, pray for me (Thy prayers are pure), that I may find a death, However soon, before my passions grow,

That they forget what I desire is sin;
For thither they are tending. If that happen,

Before the Palace.
Then I shall force thee, though thou wert a virgin
By vow to Heaven, and shall pull a heap

Of strange, yet uninvented, sin upon me.

Mar. Sir, the king has seen your commission, Pan. Sir, I will pray for you! yet you shall and believes it; and freely by this warrant gives know

you power to visit Princě Tigranes, your noble It is a sullen fate that governs us;

master. For I could wish, as heartily as you,

Lyg. I thank his grace, and kiss his hand. I were no sister to you; I should then

Mar. But is the main of all your business ended Embrace your lawful love, sooner than health. in this? Arb. Couldst thou affect me then?

Lyg. I have another, but a worse; I am ashamed! Pan. So perfectly,

It is a businessThat, as it is, I ne'er shall sway my heart

Mar. You seem a worthy person; and a stranTo like another.

ger I am sure you are. You may employ me, Arb. Then I curse my birth! Must this be added to my miseries, That thou art willing too ? Is there no stop

curious-scrupulous, strict.


if you please, without your purse; such offices withal. Here comes the very person of him; do should ever be their own rewards.

as you shall find your temper; I must leave you. Lyg. I am bound to your nobleness.

But if you do not break him like a biscuit, you're Mar. I may have need of you, and then this much to blame, sir.

[Exit MARDONIUS. courtesy, If it be any, is not ill bestow'd.

Enter BESSUS and the Swordmen. But may I civilly desire the rest ?

Lyg. Is your name Bessus ? I shall not be a hurter, if no helper.

Bts. Men call me Captain Bessus. Lyg. Sir, you shall know: I have lost a foolish

Lyg. Then, Captain Bessus, you are a rank daughter,

rascal, without more exordiums; a dirty, frozen And with her all my patience; pilfer'd away slave; and, with the favour of your friends here, By a mean captain of your king's.

I will beat you. Mar. Stay there, sir :

2 Sw. Pray use your pleasure, sir; you seem If he have reach'd the noblo worth of captain, to be a gentleman. He may well claim a worthy gentlewoman, Lyg. (Beats him.] Thus, Captain Bessus, thus ! Though she were yours, and noble.

Thus twinge your nose, thus kick, thus tread Lyg. I grant all that too; but this wretched

upon you. fellow

Bes. I do beseech you, yield your cause, sir, Reaches no further than the empty name,

quickly. That serves to feed him. Were he valiant, Lyg. Indeed, I should have told you that first. Or had but in him any noble nature,

Bes. I take it so. That might hereafter promise him a good man, 1 Sw. Captain, he should indeed; he is mistaken. My cares were so much lighter, and my grave Lyg. Sir, you shall have it quickly, and more A span get from me.

beating : Mar. I confess, such fellows

You have stolen away a lady, Captain Coward, Be in all royal camps, and have and must be, And such a one

[Beats him. To make the sin of coward more detested

Bes. Hold, I beseech you, hold, sir ;
In the mean soldier, that with such a foil I never yet stole any living thing
Sets off much valour. By description,

That had a tooth about it.
I should now guess him to you; it was Bessus, Lyg. I know you dare lie.
I dare almost with confidence pronounce it.

Bes. With none but summer whores, upon my Lyg. 'Tis such a scurvy name as Bessus;

life, sir; And, now I think, 'tis he,

My means and manners never could attempt Mar. Captain do you call him ?

Above a hedge or haycock. Believe me, sir, you have a misery

Lyg. Sirrah, that quits not me: where is this Too mighty for your age. A pox upon him! lady? For that must be the end of all his service. Do that you do not use to do, tell truth, Your daughter was not mad, sir?

Or, by my hand, I'll beat your captain's brains out, Lyg. No; 'would she had been !

Wash 'em, and put 'em in again, that will I." The fault had had more credit. I would do Bes. There was a lady, sir, I must confess, something.

Once in my charge: the Prince Tigranes gave her Mar. I would fain counsel you; but to what To my guard, for her safety. How I used her I know not.

She may herself report; she's with the prince now. He's so below a beating, that the women

I did but wait upon her like a groom, Find him not worthy of their distaves; and Which she will testify, I am sure; if not, To hang him were to cast away a rope.

My brains are at your service, when you please, He's such an airy, thin, unbodied coward,

sir, That no revenge can catch him.

And glad I have 'em for you. I'll tell you, sir, and tell you truth: this rascal Lyg. This is most likely. Sir, I ask your pardon, Fears neither God nor man; has been so beaten, and am sorry I was so intemperate. Sufferance has made him wainscot; he has had, Bes. Well, I can ask no more. You would Since he was first a slave,

think it strange now, to have me beat you at At least three hundred daggers set in's head, first sight. As little boys do new knives in hot meat.

Lyg. Indeed, I would ; but, I know, your There's not a rib in's body, o'my conscience, goodness can forget twenty beatings. You That has not been thrice broken with dry beating; must forgive me. And now his sides look like two wicker targets, Bes. Yes; there's my hand. Go where you Every way bended;

will, I shall think you a valiant fellow for all Children will shortly take him for a wall,

this. And set their stone-bows' in his forehead.

Lyg. Yet I will see her;

[Aside. He is of so base a sense,

Discharge myself of being father to her, I cannot in a week imagine what

And then back to my couutry, and there die.Shall be done to him.

Farewell, captain. Lyg. Sure I have committed some great sin, Bes. Farewell, sir, farewell! Commend me to That this base fellow should be made my rod. the gentlewoman, pray. [Exit LYGONES. I would see him; but I shall have no patience. 1 Sw. How now, captain ? bear up, man.

Mar. 'Tis no great matter if you have not. If Bes. Gentlemen o'th' sword, your hands once a laming of him, or such a toy,may do you plea- more. I have been kick'd again; but the foolish sure, sir, ho has it for you; and I'll help you to fellow is penitent, has ask'd me mercy, and my him. 'Tis no news to him to have a leg broken, honour's safe. or a shoulder out, with being turn'd o' th' stones 2 Sw. We knew that, or the foolish fellow had like a tansy. Draw not your sword, if you love better have kick'd his grandsire. it; for, on my conscience, his head will break it: Bes. Confirm, confirm, I pray. we use him i' th' wars like a ram, to shake a wall 1 Sw. There be our hands again! Now let

1 stone-bows-cross-bows.

2 toy-trifle.

* Dyce reads, Wash 'em and put 'em in again that will

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