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Enter Shallow disguised as Conjurer; Hog, & Delia.Shall:
Nay tel me Lady although you tell me but what J
know already; whome loue you best of mortall wights?
Del:
Relying on your secresy J shall; the first that e're J
owed good will to was the Lady Hawties Lackey, and since
one of the gentlecraft, who took me infinitely for the excellent
guift he had in tickling a Ladies heel.
Shall:
How the Lady Hawties Lackey, and one of the gentlecraft,
S'nigs she is all for great ones; and were these all
you lou'd?
Del:
One more J have affected lately and aboue the rest,
but J fear he doth return me hate for loue.
Shall:
Can there be any man so stony? name him Lady &
J will make him melt like wax unto thee.
Del:
Alas Sr he made me once beleeu he lou'd me, when he
ouerheard me descanting upon his name, and person which
was so provokeing a Subject it turnd me into an extemporary
Poet wither J would or noe, and in that passion he took me.
Hog:
What a gipsey is this.
Shall:
This provokeing Subject is my self, hum! and what
was the provokeing Subjects name J pray?
Del:
Jt was Sr—reverence be it spoken, Mr Shallow.
Why this wight doth loue you dearly, although of
late you haue giuen some cause of distast, which made
matters arise 'twixt him and you Ladie: did not you put
caudle in his boots one night, which he wisht in his own
guts for anger, and since that laid nettles in his bed, ha!
Lady? and last of all crept under his bed, and lay there till
he was a sleep, and then begun to bustle and cry Bo thrice,
which set the Gentlemans hair not only but his flesh upright.
Del:
Such pranks J doe ingenuously confess J haue playd
out of a youthfull waggishnesse, but no intent at all to stir
his good nature, thinking he would haue took a Ladyes lying
under him in good part, but if J thought these sports would
not agree with his tender disposition, J would for henceforth
abandon them.
Shall:
And will you swear to these conditions if J should
bring this provoking Subject to you Lady?
Del:
J swear Sr by his sweet embraces any oath J would
always keep; J will never hereafter tickle him, nor tread upon
his toes, nor wring him by the finger.
Shall:
Nor vex his nose with straw when he is asleep?
Del:
Nor snatch away his handkercheifs and restore them
againe.
Shall:
Yes, yes restore them againe.
Del:
J mean with loue letters in them.
Shall:
Nor pluck away his stool from under him when he
is at his toast and butter in a morning, nor hide his Cloak,
when he would walk abroad against your will.
Del:
To the renouncing of all these J swear.
Hog:
J am witnesse to it.
Shall:
Nay Tom Shallow is glad to see it to, ô then rogueing
Lady am J a provokeing Subject J faith.
Sebastian & Sr Oli: knock violently at the doors, speaks as within.
Seb:
Break down the doors.
Sr Oli:
We will haue entrance.
Hog:
On with your false beard, and fright 'um if you can,
You now must play the true Magitian.
Shall:
S'nigs J will so conjure them, hark you friend, let
one of your Masters Diuells be at call; J prithee let them come,
let 'em come.
Enter Sr Oli: Sebast: with a Constable & officers
Seb:
Yonder's the Villaine, Sirrah, rascall, but that J will
not prevent the hangman, J'de crack thy neck in sunder,
Officers away with him.
Shall:
Take heed what you doe Sirs, s'life stand further for
J am diuelish J say.
Hog:
J am diuelishly afraid matters are now reveal'd, poor
Shallow how he conjures them.
Sr Oli:
Lay hands on him Mr Constable, & drag him to the
Lady Cœlia's house.
Shall:
Why Bocco J say, stand off Constable, watchmen J
say look to your selues, Bocco is the black dog of newgate.
Seb:
Seize on these, they are Confederates to.
Shall:
You watchman handle the Lady well J charg you in
Const:
O Sr we fear 'um not.
Shal:
Sirrah doe not pul me so, J am a Wight.
Sr Oli:
Away, away with 'um.
Exeunt.
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