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swer him by law: I'll not budge an inch, boy; let him come, and kindly.
[Lies down on the ground, and falls asleep.
Wind Horns. Enter a Lord from hunting, with
Huntsmen and Servants. Lord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my
hounds: Brach s Merriman,—the poor cur is emboss'do, 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.
i Hun. Why, Belman, is as good as he, my lord;
Lord. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet,
sup them well, and look unto them all; To-morrow I intend to hunt again.
1 Hun. I will, my lord. Lord. What's here? one dead, or drunk? See,
doth he breathe 2 Hun. He breathes, my lord: Were he not
warm'd with ale, 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.-
he wak'd. 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 with warm distilled waters, And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet: Procure me musick 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, Say,—What is it your honour will command? Let one attend him with a silver bason, Full of rose-water, and bestrew'd with flowers; Another bear the ever, the third a diaper, And say,Will't please your lordshipcool 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 lunatick;
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 Servant. Belike, some noble gentleman; that means, Travelling some journey, to repose him here.
Re-enter a Servant.
An it please your honour,
Lord. Bid them come near :
Now, fellows, you are welcome, 1 Play. We thank
honour. Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night? 2 Play. So please your lordship to accept our Lord. With all my heart.-This fellow I remem
ber, 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. i Play. I think, 'twas Soto 10 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 : Lest, over-eying 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. i Play. Fear not, my lord; we can contain our
Lord. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery,
[Exit Servant and Players. Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page,
[To a servant. 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.