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above ground.

_Tigr_.

Nay go, my business requires hast.

_Lyg_.

Good Heaven preserve you, you are an excellent King.

_Spa_.

Farwell good Father.

_Lyg_.

Farwell sweet vertuous Daughter, I never was so joyfull in all my
life, that I remember: shall she be a Queen? Now I perceive a man
may weep for joy, I had thought they had lyed that said so.

[_Exit_ Lygones.

_Tigr_.

Come my dear love.

_Spa_.

But you may see another may alter that again.

_Tigr_.

Urge it no more, I have made up a new strong constancy, not to be
shook with eyes: I know I have the passions of a man, but if I
meet with any subject that should hold my eyes more firmly than
is fit, I'le think of thee, and run away from it: let that
suffice.

[_Exeunt all_.

_Enter_ Bacurius _And his Servant_.

_Bac_.

Three Gentlemen without to speak with me?

_Ser_.

Yes Sir.

_Bac_.

Let them come in.

_Enter_ Bessus _with the two Sword-men_.

_Ser_.

They are entred Sir already.

_Bac_.

Now fellows your business? are these the Gentlemen?

_Bes_.

My Lord, I have made bold to bring these Gentlemen, my friends
o'th' Sword along with me.

_Bac_.

I am afraid you'l fight then.

_Bes_.

My good Lord, I will not, your Lordship is much mistaken, fear
not Lord.

_Bac_.

Sir, I am sorry for't.

_Bes_.

I ask no more in honour, Gentlemen you hear my Lord is sorry.

_Bac_.

Not that I have beaten you, but beaten one that will be beaten:
one whose dull body will require a laming, as Surfeits do the
diet, spring and fall; now to your Sword-men; what come they for,
good Captain Stock-fish?

_Bes_.

It seems your Lordship has forgot my name.

_Bac_.

No, nor your nature neither, though they are things fitter I must
confess for any thing, than my remembrance, or any honest mans:
what shall these Billets do; be pil'd up in my wood-yard?

_Bes_.

Your Lordship holds your mirth still, Heaven continue it: but for
these Gentlemen, they come--

_Bac_.

To swear you are a Coward, spare your book, I do believe it.

_Bes_.

Your Lordship still draws wide, they come to vouch under their
valiant hands I am no Coward.

_Bac_.

That would be a show indeed worth seeing: sirra be wise, and take
Mony for this motion, tr