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Horns winded. Enter a Lord trom hunting, with his train.

Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds: Brach Merriman, the poor cur is emboss'd;

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And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach.

Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good

At the hedge-corner, in the coldest fault?

I would not lose the dog for twenty pound.

He cried upon it at the merest loss

And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent:

First Hun. Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord;

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Trust me, I take him for the better dog.

Lord. Thou art a fool: if Echo were as fleet,

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I would esteem him worth a dozen such.

But sup them well and look unto them all:
To-morrow I intend to hunt again.

First Hun. I will, my lord.

Lord. What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth

he breathe?

Sec. Hun. He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd

with ale,

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This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.

Lord. O monstrous beast! how like a swine he lies!

Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image!

Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man.
What think you, if he were convey'd to bed,

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Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers,
A most delicious banquet by his bed,

And brave attendants near him when he wakes,

Would not the beggar then forget himself?

First Hun. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose.

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Ff Q.

SCENE II. Pope.
Horns winded.] Winde hornes.

15. Brach] Leech Hanmer. Bathe Johnson conj. Breathe Mitford conj. Brace Becket conj. Trash Singer.

Brach......emboss'd;] (Brach Merriman, the poor cur, is emboss'd,)

Grant White. Brach, Merriman, the
...emboss'd Johnson. (Back Merri-
man!--the...emboss'd) Anon. conj.
23. better] om. Q.

30, 31. Printed as prose in Ff Q,
as verse first by Rowe (ed. 2).

37. bed side Anon. conj.

Sec. Hun. It would seem strange unto him when he
waked.

Lord. Even as a flattering dream or worthless fancy.
Then take him up and manage well the jest:

Carry him gently to my fairest chamber

And hang it round with all my wanton pictures:

Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters

And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet:
Procure me music ready when he wakes,
To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;
And if he chance to speak, be ready straight
And with a low submissive reverence

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Say 'What is it your honour will command?'

Let one attend him with a silver basin

Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers;

Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper,

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And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?'

Some one be ready with a costly suit

And ask him what apparel he will wear;

Another tell him of his hounds and horse,

And that his lady mourns at his disease:
Persuade him that he hath been lunatic;

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And when he says he is, say that he dreams,

For he is nothing but a mighty lord.

This do and do it kindly, gentle sirs:

It will be pastime passing excellent,

If it be husbanded with modesty.

First Hun. My lord, I warrant you we will play our

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Lord. Take him up gently and to bed with him; And each one to his office when he wakes.

[Some bear out Sly. A trumpet sounds. Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds:

[Exit Servingman.

Belike, some noble gentleman that means,
Travelling some journey, to repose him here.

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Players. We thank your honour.

Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night?

A Player. So please your lordship to accept our duty. 80 Lord. With all my heart. This fellow I remember,

Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son:

'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well:

I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part

Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd.

A Player. I think 'twas Soto that your honour means.

Lord. 'Tis very true: thou didst it excellent.

Well, you are come to me in happy time;
The rather for I have some sport in hand
Wherein your cunning can assist me much.
There is a lord will hear you play to-night:
But I am doubtful of your modesties;

71. [Some bear out Sly.] Theobald. om. Ff Q.

A trumpet sounds.] Sound

trumpets. Ff Q.

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An it...Players that Malone.

76. That offer] That come to offer
Capell. That offer humble Collier MS.
77. Enter P.] Ff Q, after line 76.
80. A Player.] Edd. 2. Player.
Ff Q.

85. fitted] fit S. Walker conj.
86. A Player.] Sincklo. F, Q. Sin.
F2. Sim. F3 F4. 1. P. Capell. See
note (IV).

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Lest over-eyeing of his odd behaviour,—

For yet his honour never heard a play,

You break into some merry passion

And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs,

If you should smile he grows impatient.

A Player. Fear not, my lord: we can contain ourselves, Were he the veriest antic in the world.

Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery, And give them friendly welcome every one: Let them want nothing that my house affords.

[Exit one with the Players.

Sirrah, go you to Barthol'mew my page,
And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady:
That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber;
And call him 'madam,' do him obeisance.
Tell him from me, as he will win my love,
He bear himself with honourable action,
Such as he hath observed in noble ladies
Unto their lords, by them accomplished:
Such duty to the drunkard let him do
With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy,

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And say, 'What is't your honour will command,
Wherein your lady and your humble wife

May show her duty and make known her love?'
And then with kind embracements, tempting kisses,
And with declining head into his bosom,
Bid him shed tears, as being overjoy'd

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To see her noble lord restored to health,
Who for this seven years hath esteemed him
No better than a poor and loathsome beggar:
And if the boy have not a woman's gift
To rain a shower of commanded tears,

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An onion will do well for such a shift,

Which in a napkin being close convey'd

Shall in despite enforce a watery eye.

See this dispatch'd with all the haste thou canst:

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Anon I'll give thee more instructions. [Exit a Servingman.

I know the boy will well usurp the grace,

Voice, gait and action of a gentlewoman:

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I long to hear him call the drunkard husband,

And how my men will stay themselves from laughter
When they do homage to this simple peasant.
I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence

May well abate the over-merry spleen

Which otherwise would grow into extremes.

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[Exeunt.

SCENE II. A bedchamber in the Lord's house.

Enter aloft SLY, with Attendants; some with apparel, others with basin and ewer and other appurtenances, and Lord.

Sly. For God's sake, a pot of small ale.

First Serv. Will't please your lordship drink a cup of
sack?

Sec. Serv. Will't please your honour taste of these
conserves?

Third Serv. What raiment will your honour wear to-day?

Sly. I am Christophero Sly; call not me 'honour' nor 'lordship:' I ne'er drank sack in my life; and if you give me any conserves, give me conserves of beef: ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear; for I have no more doublets than

125. being...convey'd] (being...con- Play: and, in another Part, a Bed; vei'd) Ff Q.

133. peasant.] Johnson. peasant, Ff Q. peasant; Rowe.

135. the] their Collier (Collier MS.).

SCENE II.] Capell. SCENE IV. Pope.
A...house.] Theobald.

Enter aloft SLY...] Enter aloft the drunkard... Ff Q. A stately Room in the Lord's House: In it a Stage and other Appurtenances, for the

SLY, in a rich Night-dress, sitting on
it; surrounded by Servants, bearing
Apparel, Bason, Ewer, &c. a Side-
board being by. Enter, at lower End,
the Lord, himself habited like a Ser-
vant. Capell.

1. Sly.] Beg. Ff Q, and elsewhere
in the scene.

5. Christophero] Christopher Warburton.

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