¶Bar. You mu
st away to court
sir pre
sently,
1400A dozen captaines
stay at doore for you.
¶Fal. Pay the mu
sitians
sirra, farewel ho
ste
sse, farewel Dol,
¶you
see (my good wenches) how men of merit are
sought af-
¶ter, the vnde
seruer may
sleepe, when the man of action is calld
¶on, farewell good wenches, if I bee not
sent away po
ste, I will
1405see you againe ere I goe.
¶Dol. I cannot
speake: if my heart be not ready to bur
st: wel
¶sweete Iacke haue a care of thy
selfe.
1410Fal. Farewell, farewell.
exit.
¶Host. Well, fare thee well, I haue knowne thee the
se twenty
¶nine yeares, come pea
se-cod time, but an hone
ster, and truer
¶hearted man: wel, fare thee wel.
1415Bard. Mi
stris Tere-
sheete.
¶Bard. Bid mi
stris Tere-
sheete come to my ma
ster.
¶Host. O runne Doll, runne, runne good Doll, come,
she
1418.1comes blubberd, yea! will you come Doll?
¶Enter the King in his night-gowne
¶King Go call the Earles of Surrey and of War.
¶But ere they come, bid them o're-reade the
se letters,
¶And well con
sider of them, make good
speed.
1425How many thou
sand of my poore
st
subiects,
¶Are at this howre a
sleepe? ô
sleepe! ô gentle
sleep!
¶Natures
soft nur
se, how haue I frighted thee,
¶That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-liddes downe,
¶And
steep my
sences in forgetfulne
sse,
1430Why rather
sleepe lie
st thou in
smoaky cribbes,
¶Vpon vnea
sie pallets
stretching thee,
¶And hu
sht with buzzing night-flies to thy
slumber,
¶Then in the perfumde chambers of the great,