The second part of
12481097Boy The mu
sique is come
sir.
enter musicke. 12491098Fal. Let them play, play
sirs,
sit on my knee Doll, a ra
scall
12501099bragging
slaue! the rogue
fled from me like quick
siluer.
12521100Dol Yfaith and thou followd
st him like a church, thou
12531101hor
son little tydee Bartholemew borepigge, when wilt thou
12541102leaue
fighting a daies and foyning a nights, and begin to patch
12571105Fal Peace good Doll, do not
speake like a deathes head, do
12591107Dol Sirra, what humour's the prince of?
12601108Fal. A good
shallow yong fellow, a would haue made a
12611109good pantler, a would a chipt bread wel.
12631110Dol They
say Poines has a good wit.
12641111Fal. He a good wit? hang him baboon, his wit's as thicke
12651112as Tewksbury mu
stard, theres no more conceit in him then is
12671114Dol Why does the prince loue him
so then?
12681115Fal. Becau
se their legges are both of a bigne
sse, and a plaies
12691116at quoites well, and eates cunger and fennel, and drinkes o
ff 12701117candles endes for
flappe-dragons, and rides the wilde mare
12711118with the boyes, and iumpes vpon ioynd-
stooles, and
sweares
12721119with a good grace, and weares his bootes very
smoothe like
12731120vnto the
signe of the Legge, and breedes no bate with tel
- 12741121ling of di
screet
stories, and
such other gambole faculties a has
12751122that
show a weake minde, and an able bodie for the which the
12761123prince admits him: for the prince him
self is
such another, the
12781124weight of a haire wil turne
scales between their haber de poiz.
12801125Prince Would not this naue of a wheele haue his eares cut
12821127Poynes Lets beate him before his whore.
12831128Prince Looke where the witherd elder hath not his poule
12851130Poynes Is it not
strange that de
sire
should
so many yeeres
Prince