2105Take, or lend. Hoa? No answer? Then Ile enter.

2106Best draw my Sword; and if mine Enemy

2107But feare the Sword like me, hee'l scarsely looke on't.

2108Such a Foe, good Heauens. Exit.

2111Bel. You Polidore haue prou'd best Woodman, and

2112Are Master of the Feast: Cadwall, and I

2113Will play the Cooke, and Seruant, 'tis our match:

2114The sweat of industry would dry, and dye

2115But for the end it workes too. Come, our stomackes

2116Will make what's homely, sauoury: Wearinesse

2117Can snore vpon the Flint, when restie Sloth

2118Findes the Downe-pillow hard. Now peace be heere,

2119Poore house, that keep'st thy selfe.

2120Gui. I am throughly weary.

2121Arui. I am weake with toyle, yet strong in appetite.

2122Gui. There is cold meat i'th' Caue, we'l brouz on that

2123Whil'st what we haue kill'd, be Cook'd.

2124Bel. Stay, come not in:

2125But that it eates our victualles, I should thinke

2126Heere were a Faiery.

2127Gui. What's the matter, Sir?

2128Bel. By Iupiter an Angell: or if not

2129An earthly Paragon. Behold Diuinenesse

2130No elder then a Boy.

2132Imo. Good masters harme me not:

2133Before I enter'd heere, I call'd, and thought

2134To haue begg'd, or bought, what I haue took: good troth

2135I haue stolne nought, nor would not, though I had found

2136Gold strew'd i'th' Floore. Heere's money for my Meate,

2137I would haue left it on the Boord, so soone

2138As I had made my Meale; and parted

2139With Pray'rs for the Prouider.

2140Gui. Money? Youth.

2141Aru. All Gold and Siluer rather turne to durt,

2142As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those

2143Who worship durty Gods.

2144Imo. I see you're angry:

2145Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should

2146Haue dyed, had I not made it.

2147Bel. Whether bound?

2148Imo. To Milford-Hauen.

2149Bel. What's your name?

2150Imo. Fidele Sir: I haue a Kinsman, who

2151Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford,

2152To whom being going, almost spent with hunger,

2153I am falne in this offence.

2154Bel. Prythee (faire youth)

2155Thinke vs no Churles: nor measure our good mindes

2156By this rude place we liue in. Well encounter'd,

2157'Tis almost night, you shall haue better cheere

2158Ere you depart; and thankes to stay, and eate it:

2159Boyes, bid him welcome.

2160Gui. Were you a woman, youth,

2161I should woo hard, but be your Groome in honesty:

2162I bid for you, as I do buy.

2163Arui. Ile make't my Comfort

2164He is a man, Ile loue him as my Brother:

2165And such a welcome as I'ld giue to him

2166(After long absence) such is yours. Most welcome:

2167Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst Friends.

2168Imo. 'Mongst Friends?

2169If Brothers: would it had bin so, that they

2170Had bin my Fathers Sonnes, then had my prize

2171Bin lesse, and so more equall ballasting

2172To thee Posthumus.

2173Bel. He wrings at some distresse.

2174Gui. Would I could free't.

2175Arui. Or I, what ere it be,

2176What paine it cost, what danger: Gods!

2177Bel. Hearke Boyes.

2178Imo. Great men

2179That had a Court no bigger then this Caue,

2180That did attend themselues, and had the vertue

2181Which their owne Conscience seal'd them: laying by

2182That nothing-guift of differing Multitudes

2183Could not out-peere these twaine. Pardon me Gods,

2184I'ld change my sexe to be Companion with them,

2185Since Leonatus false.

2186Bel. It shall be so:

2187Boyes wee'l go dresse our Hunt. Faire youth come in;

2188Discourse is heauy, fasting: when we haue supp'd

2189Wee'l mannerly demand thee of thy Story,

2190So farre as thou wilt speake it.

2191Gui. Pray draw neere.

2192Arui. The Night to'th' Owle,

2193And Morne to th' Larke lesse welcome.

2194Imo. Thankes Sir.

2195Arui. I pray draw neere. Exeunt.

21981. Sen. This is the tenor of the Emperors Writ;

2199That since the common men are now in Action

2200'Gainst the Pannonians, and Dalmatians,

2201And that the Legions now in Gallia, are

2202Full weake to vndertake our Warres against

2203The falne-off Britaines, that we do incite

2204The Gentry to this businesse. He creates

2205Lucius Pro-Consull: and to you the Tribunes

2206For this immediate Leuy, he commands

2207His absolute Commission. Long liue Caesar.

2208Tri. Is Lucius Generall of the Forces?

22092. Sen. I.

2210Tri. Remaining now in Gallia?

22111. Sen. With those Legions

2212Which I haue spoke of, whereunto your leuie

2213Must be suppliant: the words of your Commission

2214Will tye you to the numbers, and the time

2215Of their dispatch.

2216Tri. We will discharge our duty. Exeunt.

2219Clot I am neere to'th' place where they should meet,

2220if Pisanio haue mapp'd it truely. How fit his Garments

2221serue me? Why should his Mistris who was made by him