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Scene 1.
Letoy, Ioylesse, Diana, Martha, Barbara.Let.
Yet, Mr. Ioylesse, are you pleas'd? you see
Here's nothing but faire play, and all above boord.
Ioy.
But it is late, and these long intermissions
By banqueting and Courtship twixt the Acts
Will keep backe the Catastrophe of your play,
Vntill the morning light.
Let.
All shall be short.
Ioy.
And then in midst of Scenes
You interrupt your Actors; and tye them
To lengthen time in silence, while you hold
Discourse, by th'by.
Let.
Poxe o'thy jealousie.
Because I give thy wife a looke, or word
Sometimes! What if I kisse (thus) Ile not eate her.
Ioy.
Soe, so, his banquet workes with him.
Let.
And for my Actors, they shall speake, or not speake
As much, or more, or lesse, and when I please,
It is my way of pleasure, and ile use it.
So sit: They enter.
Flourish.
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