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Sce. 7.
Anteros disguised. Stipes.Ant.
Why so, I'me fairely accoutred, as becomes a Sheepheards
seruant—But swig for see my Master. Here must I
quite disrobe my selfe of all my former manners, garbe, behauiour,
and put the plod o'th' Country on.—
Stip.
How now?
He whistles and dances:
What iolly whistler haue vve got here trow?
Hi, hi, a dancer too? I, I, by'r Lady
For ought I know, this is the man I spoke of,
A sturdy knaue, a lusty proper knaue.
I like him well, he ha's backe for burthens.
You Sirrah, you;
Ant.
What say you, you?
Stip.
I say whom doe you seeke here you?
Ant.
I seeke a Sheepheard you.
Stip.
I am a Sheepheard.
Ant.
But I seeke a Sheepheard, whose name is Stipes.
Stip.
I am the man you knaue, you come from Anteros?
Ant.
Yeas.
Stip.
To serue mee?
Ant.
Yeas.
Stip.
In good time, how now saucy Iacke? how now proud,
prodigall knaue? where are your twenty legs vnto your Master?
Goe to, Goe to, to worke, begin, well said. Anteros makes legs.
1. 2. 3 4 5 6. So, so, enough, I doe forgiue the rest. Turne you
about, vm, vm, a good squat fellow, a well quarterd man, By'r
Lady, and if hee had but meanes would make a pretty husband
for my daughter Merda.
Ant.
Has he a daughter? and are there women here? o o o—
O I am fallen from heauen into a Colepit!
Stip.
Why Merda, I say, my daughter Merda I say,
the foolish girle's affrayd I know, go to, go to, I will forgiue her.
Merda I say. But you Sir Squire 'oth' dog, what is your name?
Hy, which way looke you?
Ant.
My name is Ieoffry.
Stip.
I, I, how now? how Ieoffry? a hard name by'r Lady.
why when?
Ant.
O I could creepe into a catskin purse,
Endure the sent of a Court-fardingall
For a concealement now.
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