11651076To
Desdemona, hath to night carou
st 11661077Potations pottle deepe, and hee's to watch
11671078Three lads of
Cypres, noble
swelling
spirits,
11681079That hold their honour, in a wary di
stance,
11691080The very Elements of this warlike I
sle,
11701081Haue I to night
flu
stred with
flowing cups,
11711082And the watch too: now mong
st this
flocke of drunkards,
11731083I am to put our
Cassio in
some a
ction,
11741084That may o
ffend the I
sle;
Enter Montanio, Cassio, and others. 11761086If con
sequence doe but approoue my dreame,
11771087My boate
sailes freely, both with winde and
streame.
11781088Cas. Fore God they haue giuen me a rou
se already.
11791089Mon. Good faith a little one, not pa
st a pint,
1090As I am a
souldier.
Iag. Some wine ho:
11821091And let me the Cannikin clinke, clinke,
11831092And let me the Cannikin clinke, clinke:
11841093A Souldier's a man, a life's but a span,
11851094Why then let a souldier drinke. ---Some wine boyes,
11871095Cas. Fore God an excellent
song.
11881096Iag. I learn'd it in
England, where indeed they are mo
st potent
11891097in potting: your
Dane, your
Germaine, and your
swag-bellied
Hol- 11901098lander; drinke ho, are nothing to your
English.
11921099Cas. Is your
English man
so expert in his drinking?
11941100Iag. Why he drinkes you with facillity, your
Dane dead drunke:
11951101he
sweats not to ouerthrow your
Almaine; he giues your
Hollander 11961102a vomit, ere the next pottle can be
fild.
11981103Cas. To the health of our Generall.
11991104Mon. I am for it Leiutenant, and I will doe you iu
stice.
12001105Iag. O
sweete
England, ---King
Stephen was a worthy peere,
12021106His breeches cost him but a crowne,
12031107He held'em sixpence all too deere,
12041108With that he cald the Taylor lowne,
12071111Tis pride that puls the Countrey downe,
12081112Then take thine owd cloke about thee. ---Some wine ho.
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