so? you are liberal,
If you do cozen me--

_Enter Nurse with Wine._

_Din._ What's this?

_Lam._ Wine, Wine, a draught or two.

_Din._ What does this Woman here?

_Lam._ She shall not hinder you.

_Din._ This might have been spar'd,
'Tis but delay and time lost; pray send her softly off.

_Lam._ Sit down, and mix your spirits with Wine,
I will make you another _Hercules_.

_Din._ I dare not drink;
Fie, what delays you make! I dare not,
I shall be drunk presently, and do strange things then.

_Lam._ Not drink a cup with your Mistriss! O the pleasure.

_Din._ Lady, why this? [_Musick._

_Lam._ We must have mirth to our Wine, Man.

_Din._ Pl---- o' the Musick.

_Champ._ God-a-mercy Wench,
If thou dost cuckold me I shall forgive thee.

_Din._ The house will all rise now, this will disturb all.
Did you do this?

_Lam._ Peace, and sit quiet, fool,
You love me, come, sit down and drink.

_Enter_ Cleremont _above_.

_Cler._ What a Devil ail you?
How cold I sweat! a hogs pox stop your pipes, [_Musick._
The thing will 'wake; now, now, methinks I find
His Sword just gliding through my throat. What's that?
A vengeance choak your pipes. Are you there, Lady?
Stop, stop those Rascals; do you bring me hither
To be cut into minced meat? why _Dinant_?

_Din._ I cannot do withal;
I have spoke, and spoke; I am betray'd and lost too.

_Cler._ Do you hear me? do you understand me?
'Plague dam your Whistles. [_Musick ends._

_Lam._ 'Twas but an over-sight, they have done, lye down.

_Cler._ Would you had done too,
You know not
In what a misery and fear I lye.
You have a Lady in your arms.

_Din._ I would have-- [_The Recorders again._

_Champ._ I'll watch you Goodman Wou'd have.

_Cler._ Remove for Heavens sake,
And fall to that you come for.

_Lam._ Lie you down,
'Tis but an hours endurance now.

_Cler._ I dare not, softly sweet Lady ----heart?

_Lam._ 'Tis nothing but your fear, he sleeps still soundly,
Lie gently down.

_Cler._ 'Pray make an end.

_Din._ Come, Madam.

_Lam._ These Chambers are too near. [_Ex._ Din. Lam.

_Cham._ I shall be nearer;
Well, go thy wayes, I'le trust thee through the world,
Deal how thou wilt: that that I never feel,
I'le never fear. Yet by the honour of a Souldier,
I hold thee truly noble: How these things will look,
And how their blood will curdle! Play on Children,
You shall have pap ano