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Scæne 5.

Enter Iaques with his gold and a scuttle full of horse-dung.
Iaq,
He's gone: I knew it; this is our hot louer,
I will beleeue them! If they may come in
Like simple woers, and be arrant theeues,
And I not know them! tis not to be told,
What seruile villanies, men will do for gold,
O it began to haue a huge strong smell,
Which lying so long together in a place;
Ile giue it vent, it shall ha shift inough,
And if the diuell, that enuies all goodnesse,
Haue told them of my gold, and where I kept it,
Ile set his burning nose once more a worke,
To smell where I remou'd it, here it is:
Ile hide and couer it with this horse-dung:
Who will suppose that such a preciousness
Is crownd with such a dunghill excrement?
In my deere life, sleepe sweetly my deere child.
“Scarce lawfully begotten, but yet gotten,
“And thats enough, Rot all hands that come neere thee
Except mine owne. Burne out all eyes that see thee,
Except mine owne. All thoughts of thee be poyson
To their enamor'd harts, except mine owne,
Ile take no leaue, sweet Prince great Emperour,
But see thee euery minute, King of Kings,
Ile not be rude to thee, and turne my backe,
In going from thee, but go backward out:
With my face toward thee, with humble curtesies,
None is within. None ouerlookes my wall.
To haue gold, and to haue it safe, is all.

Exit.