s, and such as love you.
[ENTER CLERIMONT, FOLLOWED BY A NUMBER OF MUSICIANS.]
CLER: By your leave, ladies. Do you want any music? I have brought
you variety of noises. Play, sirs, all of you.
[ASIDE TO THE MUSICIANS, WHO STRIKE UP ALL TOGETHER.]
MOR: O, a plot, a plot, a plot, a plot, upon me! this day I shall
be their anvil to work on, they will grate me asunder. 'Tis worse
then the noise of a saw.
CLER: No, they are hair, rosin, and guts. I can give you the
receipt.
TRUE: Peace, boys!
CLER: Play! I say.
TRUE: Peace, rascals! You see who's your friend now, sir: take
courage, put on a martyr's resolution. Mock down all their
attemptings with patience: 'tis but a day, and I would suffer
heroically. Should an ass exceed me in fortitude? no. You betray
your infirmity with your hanging dull ears, and make them insult:
bear up bravely, and constantly.
[LA-FOOLE PASSES OVER THE STAGE AS A SEWER, FOLLOWED BY SERVANTS
CARRYING DISHES, AND MISTRESS OTTER.]
--Look you here, sir, what honour is done you unexpected, by your
nephew; a wedding-dinner come, and a knight-sewer before it, for
the more reputation: and fine mistress Otter, your neighbour, in
the rump, or tail of it.
MOR: Is that Gorgon, that Medusa come! hide me, hide me.
TRUE: I warrant you, sir, she will not transform you. Look upon
her with a good courage. Pray you entertain her, and conduct your
guests in. No!--Mistress bride, will you entreat in the ladies?
your bride-groom is so shame-faced, here.
EPI: Will it please your ladyship, madam?
HAU: With the benefit of your company, mistress.
EPI: Servant, pray you perform your duties.
DAW: And glad to be commanded, mistress.
CEN: How like you her wit, Mavis?
MAV: Very prettily, absolutely well.
MRS. OTT: 'Tis my place.
MAV: You shall pardon me, mistress Otter.
MRS. OTT: Why, I am a collegiate.
MAV: But not in ordinary.
MRS. OTT: But I am.
MAV: We'll dispute that within.
[EXEUNT LADIES.]
CLER: Would this had lasted a little longer.
TRUE: And that they had sent for the heralds.
[ENTER CAPTAIN OTTER.]
--Captain Otter! what news?
OTT: I have brought my bull, bear, and horse, in private, and
yonder are the trumpeters without, and the drum, gentlemen.
[THE DRUM AND TRUMPETS SOUND WITHIN.]
MOR: O, O, O!
OTT: A
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