ACT FIVE
5.1*
[Enter] CLACK [and] MARTIN.

856ClackI have forgiven you. Provided that my niece be safely taken, and so to be brought home. Safely, I say, that is to say, unstained, unblemished, undishonoured; that is to say, with no more faults, criminal or accusative, than those she carried with her.

857MartinSir, I believe ―

858ClackNay, if we both speak together, how shall we hear one another? You believe her virtue is armour of proof*, without your counsel or your guard; and therefore you left her in the hands of rogues and vagabonds to make your own peace with me. You have it. Provided, I say, as I said before, that she be safe, that is to say, uncorrupted, undefiled; that is to say ― as I said before.

859MartinMine intent, sir, and my only way —

860ClackNay, if we both speak together, how shall we hear one another? As I said before. Your intent and your only way, you would ha’ said, was to run away with her, and that by her only instigation, to avoid the tie of marriage with Master Tallboy; that is to say, to shun the match that I had made for her; that is to say, rather to disobey me than to displease herself. Wherein — although she did not altogether transgress the law — she did both offend and prejudice me, an instrument, nay, I may say, a pillar thereof. And you, in assisting her, furthering, and conveying her away, did not only infringe the law, in an unlawful departure from your master, but in a higher point; that is to say, top and topgallows* high. I would ha’ found a jury should ha’ found it so.*

861MartinBut, sir, an’t please you —

862ClackMust we then both speak together? Have I not borne with thee to speak all thou pleasest in thy defence? Have I not broke mine own rule, which is to punish before I examine, and so to have the law the surer o’my side? And dost thou still persist? Hold your own peace, or, as I am a Justice of the King’s*, I will unsay what I said before, and set a currat lex * at you, sirrah, that shall course you up the heavy hill*. Oh, is your tongue fallen into your leg now? Do not you know I have acquitted you? Provided — as I said before. Go your way in, and see that the gentlemen, who, I think, were got in sack, christened in sack, nursed with sack, and fed up to gray hair with only sack; see, I say, that they want no sack.   MARTIN exits.   My son Oliver, I thank him, has brought me a pair of such guests —
Enter SENTWELL.

Oh, Master Sentwell! Good news?

863SentwellOf beggarly news, the best you have heard.

864ClackThat is to say, you have found my niece among the beggars. That is to say ―

865SentwellTrue, Sir Oliver, I found her ―

866ClackNow if we both speak together, who shall hear one another?

867SentwellI thought your desire was to be informed.

868ClackI can inform myself, sir, by your looks.* I have taken a hundred examinations, i’my days, of felons and other offenders out of their very countenances, and wrote ’em down verbatim what they would have said. I am sure it has served to hang some of ’em and whip the rest.

869Sentwell   [Aside]   Justice Clack still! He must talk all. His clack* must only go.

870ClackBut to the point. You have found my niece. You have left her at your own house, not only to shift her out of her disguise, but out of her shame to come nearer me, until I send her pardon.

871SentwellMost true, sir. But the company she was in ―

872ClackAgain! Do not I know the company? Beggars, rogues, vagabonds, and hedge–birds.

873SentwellBut do you know whom, or how many we have taken? And how the rest escaped?

874ClackA needless knowledge. Why should we take more than herself? Or how could you take those that could escape?
Enter Martin.

875MartinSir, the old gentlemen within sent me to wait upon you. Without you, they say, they need not my service.

876ClackTell ’em then I’ll wait on ’em presently.Exit MARTIN.

877SentwellBut, sir, we have taken with her such beggars, such rogues, such vagabonds, and such hedge–birds, since you call ’em so, as you never knew or heard of, though now the countries swarm with ’em under every hedge, as if an innumerable army of ’em were lately disbanded without pay. Hedge–birds, said you? Hedge–ladybirds, hedge–cavaliers, hedge–soldier, hedge–lawyer, hedge–fiddlers, hedge–poet, hedge–players, and a hedge–priest among ’em. Such we have taken for the principals. But to see how the multitude scaped us was more sport than pity. How, upon a watchword given, they in the instant vanished by more several ways than there were legs among ’em; how the cripples leaped over pales and hedges; how the blind found their way through lakes and ditches; how a doxy flew with two children at her back and two more, perhaps, in her belly ―

878ClackA hedge–priest have you taken, say you?

879SentwellYes, sir, an old patrico, an ancient prophet, to tell fortunes and cozen our poor country people of their single money.
Enter OLIVER.

880OliverSir, Master Oldrents, in that he enjoys not your company, begins to doubt of his welcome.

881ClackWho led him into that doubt? I, or you that brought him hither?

882OliverSir, his own desire and love to you brought him hither. I but showed him the way.

883ClackYou reason fairly. Tell him I come.

884OliverPray, sir, be pleased to do so: for he says ―

885ClackNay, if we both talk together ―

886Oliver— who shall hear one another.Exit OLIVER.

887ClackBut are there players among the apprehended?

888SentwellYes, sir. And they were contriving to act a play among themselves, just as we surprised ’em, and spoiled their sport.

889ClackPlayers! I’ll pay them above all the rest.

890SentwellYou shall do well in that, to put ’em in stock to set up again.

891ClackYes, I’ll put ’em in stocks*, and set ’em up to the whipping–post. They can act justices, can they? I’ll act a justice among ’em; that is to say, I will do justice upon them; that is to say ―

892SentwellPray, sir, be not severe. They act kings and emperors, as well as justices. And justice is blind, they say. You may therefore be pleased to wink a little. I find that you have merry old gentlemen in your house that are come far to visit you. I’ll undertake that these players, with the help of their poet, in a device which they have already studied, and a pack of clothes which I shall supply ’em with shall give your guests much content and move compassion in you towards the poor strolls.

893ClackBut you know my way of justice —and that’s a sure way — is to punish ’em first and be compassionate afterwards, as I find ’em upon their examination.

894SentwellBut for your guests’ sakes, who, I know, do favour and affect the quality of actors very much, permit ’em, sir. It will enlarge your entertainment exceedingly.

895ClackAnd perhaps save me the expense of a runlet of sack the while. Well, sir, for that respect, and upon your undertaking that they shall please, I will prorogue my justice on the rogues. And so to my merry gentlemen, whom I will prepare to see their interlude against after supper. But pray, Master Sentwell, as you have found my niece, look to her and see her decently brought home.

896SentwellIn her own best apparel. But you must prorogue your displeasure to her too.

897ClackI will do so, until my scarce welcome* guests be gone.
Enter RANDALL.

898RandallSir, my master sends you word, and plainly, that without your company, your entertainment stinks. He has commanded me saddle his nags and away to night. If you come not at once, twice, thrice, he’s gone presently before supper. He’ll find an host at an inn worth a hundred o’you.

899ClackGood friend, I will now satisfy your master, without telling him he has a saucy knave to his man.CLACK exits.

900RandallThank your worship.

901SentwellDo you hear, friend, you serve Master Oldrents.

902RandallI could ha’ told you that. And the best housekeeper my master is of any gentleman in the county he dwells in; and the best master to a man, as I, the worst of twenty, can say for him, and would be ashamed to say less.

903SentwellYour name is Randall.

904RandallForgi’ me! Are you so wise? You are too young to be my godsire. And I hope not old enough to be a witch. How know you that I am Randall? Were you ever at my master’s house i’ Nottinghamshire, or at Dunghillford where I was born?

905SentwellNo. But I have notes to know you by.

906RandallI was never twelve mile from thence i’ my life before this journey. God send me within ken of our own kitchen smoke again.

907SentwellYour master’s steward’s name is Springlove.

908RandallMaster Springlove, an’t please you. There is not an honester gentleman between this* and the head of him. And my heart’s with him, where’er he is. Know you him too?

909SentwellYes, and your master’s daughters too.

910RandallWhaw.*

911SentwellAnd that they are all from home, your master knows not where.

912RandallWhaw, whaw. Know you that too?

913SentwellYes, and the two young gentlemen that are with ’em, Master Vincent and Master Hilliard.

914RandallWhaw, whaw again. You know ’em all, I think. But know you where they all are?

915SentwellEven hereby, at my own house.

916RandallWhaw ―――

917SentwellAnd they knowing that your master is here, and Master Hearty too ―

918RandallWhaw, whaw.

919SentwellAnd yourself too. They directed me to find you, Randall, and bring you to ’em.

920RandallWhaw, whaw, whaw, whaw ―― Why do we not go then?

921SentwellBut secretly. Not a word to anybody.

922RandallMum ― Will you go then?
MARTIN enters.

923MartinOh, Master Oldrent’s man. Pray let me entreat you into the buttery.

924Randall   [Ignoring MARTIN, he speaks to SENTWELL.]   Will you go, master gentleman?

925MartinIndeed it is my master’s desire, and he commanded me.

926Randall   [To MARTIN, indignantly]   Now, when it’s suppertime, did he? To fill my belly with thin drink to save his meat? It’s the manner in churls’* houses. —   [To SENTWELL]   Will you go, master gentleman?

927MartinIn troth, my master is so merry with yours within ―

928RandallShite o’ your master. My master’s steward’s a better man. I’ll to him at this gentleman’s house, and all the rest. Whaw, whaw.

929Sentwell   [Aside to RANDALL]   Randall, you forget.

930RandallMum again then. Why would you not go then?SENTWELL and RANDALL exit.

931MartinThe man’s as mad as his master. The strangest strangers that ever came to our house!
Enter TALLBOY.

932TallboyWell, Martin, for confessing thy fault and the means thou madest whereby she is taken, I am friends with thee. But I shall never look upon her or thee ―― but with grief of mind, however I bear it outwardly. Oh ―――

933MartinYou bear it very manfully, methinks.

934TallboyAy, you think so, and I know so ―― But what I feel, I feel. Would one of us two had never both seen one another ――― Oh ―――

935MartinYou speak very good sense, sir. But does my master continue his merry humour with the old gentlemen within?

936TallboyYes. Justice Clack’s clack goes as merrily as any.

937MartinWell said, sir. Now, you speak merrily too. But I could say somewhat that would still him. And for your comfort, I’ll tell you. Mistress Amy is fallen in love with one of the beggars.

938TallboyThen have I nothing else to do, but to laugh at thee as long as I live. Ha, ha, ha ――― To let a beggar cozen thee of her. Ha, ha, ha! A beggar! I shall die merrily yet. Ha, ha, ha!
CLACK, OLDRENTS, HEARTY, [and] OLIVER enter.

939ClackA hey, boys, a hey! This is right; that is to say, as I would have it; that is to say ―

940TallboyA beggar! Ha, ha, ha! ―――

941MartinHa, ha, ha ―

942Clack   [Singing]   A hey, boys, a hey. They are as merry without as we were within. A hey, Master Oldrents, and Master Hearty! The virtue of your company turns all to mirth and melody,   [Singing]    with a hey trololly lolly lolly. Is’t not so, Master Hearty?

943OldrentsWhy, thus it should be. How was I deceived! Now I see you are a good fellow.

944OliverHe was never so before. If it be a lightening* before death*, the best is, I am his heir.

945Tallboy [and] MartinHa ha ha ―――

946ClackAgain, boys, again; that is to say,   [Singing]    a hey, boys, a hey

947HeartyWhat is the motive of your mirth, nephew Martin? Let us laugh with you.

948OldrentsWas that spoke like my friend, Hearty? Lack we motives to laugh? Are not all things, anything, everything to be laughed at? And if nothing were to be seen, felt, heard, or understood, we would laugh at it too.

949ClackYou take the loss of your mistress merrily, Master Tallboy.

950TallboyMore merrily than you will take the finding of her. Ha, ha, ha ――― A beggar! Ha, ha, ha ―――

951ClackCan I be sad to find her, think you?

952MartinHe thinks you will be displeased with her and chide her.

953ClackYou are deceived, Master Tallboy; you are wide, Master Tallboy; above half your length, Master Tallboy. Law and justice shall sleep, and mirth and good fellowship ride a circuit here tonight. A hey, Master Oldrents, a hey, Master Hearty, and a hey, son Oliver, and a hey, nephew Tallboy that should ha’ been, and a hey, my clerk Martin, and a hey for the players. When come they? Son Oliver, see for Master Sentwell, that is no readier with his new company.

954TallboyPlayers! Let us go see too. I never saw any players.TALLBOY [and] MARTIN exit.

955OliverThis is the first fit that ever he had of this disease. And if it be his last, I say, as I said before, I am his heir.He exits.

956OldrentsBut is there a play to be expected and acted by beggars?

957ClackThat is to say, by vagabonds; that is to say, by strolling players. They are upon their purgation*. If they can present anything to please you, they may escape the law, that is, a hey! If not, tomorrow, gentlemen, shall be acted Abuses Stripped and Whipped* among ’em. With a hey, Master Hearty, you are not merry.
SENTWELL enters.

And a hey, Master Sentwell, where are your Dramatis Personae*, your Prologus, and your Actus Primus, ha? Ha’ they given you the slip, for fear of the whip? A hey!

958SentwellA word aside, an’t please you ―
SENTWELL takes CLACK aside, and gives him a paper.

959OldrentsI have not known a man in such a humour.

960HeartyAnd of his own finding! He stole it, indeed, out of his own bottles, rather than be robbed of his liquor. Misers use to tipple themselves so.*

961Oldrents He does so outdo us, that we look like staid men again, Hearty, fine sober things.

962HeartyBut how long will it last? He’ll hang himself tomorrow for the cost we have put him to.

963OldrentsI love a miser’s feast dearly. To see how thin and scattering the dishes stood, as if they feared quarrelling.

964HeartyAnd how the bottles, to scape breaking one another, were brought up by one at once*!

965OldrentsHow one of the serving-men, untrained to wait, spilled the white broth*!

966HeartyAnd another, stumbling at the threshold, tumbled in his dish of rouncivals before him.

967OldrentsAnd most suitable to the niggardliness of his feast, we shall now have an entertainment, or play, presented by beggars.

968ClackSend ’em in, Master Sentwell.   SENTWELL exits.   Sit, gentlemen, the players are ready to enter. And here’s a bill of their plays*. You may take your choice.

969OldrentsAre they ready for them all in the same clothes*? Read ’em, good Hearty.

970HeartyFirst, here’s The Two Lost Daughters.

971OldrentsPut me not in mind of the two lost daughters, I prithee. What’s the next?

972HeartyThe Vagrant Steward.

973OldrentsNor of a vagrant steward. Sure some abuse is meant me*.

974HeartyThe old Squire and the Fortune–teller.

975OldrentsThat comes nearer me. Away with it!

976HeartyThe Beggar’s Prophecy.

977OldrentsAll these titles may serve to one play of a story that I know too well. I’ll see none of them.

978HeartyThen here’s The Merry Beggars.

979OldrentsAy, that, and let ’em begin.
TALLBOY and OLIVER enter.

980TallboyThe players are coming in. And Mistress Amy and your man Martin are to be actors among ’em.

981ClackA hey then for that too. Some merry device, sure.   A flourish of shawms.   Hark! The beggars’ oboes! Now they begin.

982OldrentsSee, a most solemn prologue.
Enter Poet [SCRIBBLE] for Prologue.

983[Scribble.]To knight, to squire, and to the gentles here,
        We wish our play may with content appear.
        We promise you no dainty wit of court,
        Nor city pageantry*, nor country sport;
        But a plain piece of action, short and sweet,
        In story true. You’ll know it when you see’t.[Scribble exits.]

984OldrentsTrue stories and true jests do seldom thrive on stages.

985ClackThey are best to please you with this though, or a hey with a whip for them tomorrow.

986OldrentsNay, rather than they shall suffer, I will be pleased, let ’em play their worst.
A flourish. PATRICO enters with LAWYER, habited like Oldrents.

See our patrico among ’em.

987HeartyThat offered you a doxy in the barn.

988PatricoYour children’s fortunes I have told,
        That they shall beg ere they be old.
        And will you have a reason why?
        ’Tis justice in their destiny. ―

989ClackJustice, ha! Are you meddling with justices already?

990PatricoYour grandfather, by crafty wile
        Of bargaining, did much beguile
        A thriftless heir of half the lands
        That are descended to your hands;
        And, then, by law, not equity*,
        Forced him and his posterity
        To woe and shameful beggary.

991LawyerThat was no fault of mine, nor of my children.

992PatricoBut our forefathers’ debts and crimes,
        Although forborne till future times,
        Are not so paid. But what needs more?
        I wish you happy in your store.He exits.

993OldrentsDost note this, Hearty?

994HeartyYou said you would be pleased, let ’em play their worst.
LAWYER walks sadly, beats his breast, etc. To him, SOLDIER, like Hearty, enters and seems to comfort him.

995OldrentsIt begins my story, and by the same fortune–teller that told me my daughters’ fortunes, almost in the same words. I know him now. And he speaks in the play to one that personates me, as near as they can set him forth.

996ClackHow like you it, sir? You seem displeased. Shall they be whipped yet? A hey, if you say the word.

997OldrentsOh, by no means, sir! I am pleased.

998SoldierSad for the words of a base fortune–teller?
        Believe him! Hang him. I’ll trust none of ’em.
        They have all whims and double double meanings
        In all they say.

999OldrentsWhom does he talk or look like now?

1000HeartyIt is no matter whom. You are pleased, you say.

1001SoldierHa’ you no sack i’th’ house? Am not I here?
        And never without a merry old song!
[He] sing[s].
        Old sack, and old songs, and a merry old crew,
        Will fright away cares when the ground looks blue.

        And can you think on gipsy fortune–tellers?

1002LawyerI’ll think as little of ’em as I can.

1003SoldierWill you abroad then? But here comes your steward.
SPRINGLOVE enters to LAWYER.

1004OldrentsBless me! Is not that Springlove?

1005HeartyIs that you that talks to him, or that coxcomb I, do you think?* Pray let ’em play their play. The Justice will not hinder ’em, you see; he’s asleep.

1006SpringloveHere are the keys of all my charge, sir. And
        My humble suit is that you will be pleaed
        To let me walk upon my known occasions this summer.

1007LawyerFie! Canst not yet leave off those vagrancies?
        But I will strive no more to alter nature.
        I will not hinder thee, nor bid thee go.

1008OldrentsMy own very words at his departure!

1009HeartyNo matter. Pray attend.

1010LawyerCome, friend, I’ll take your counsel.LAWYER and SOLDIER exit.

1011SpringloveI’ve striven with myself to alter nature in me,
        For my good master’s sake, but all in vain;
        For beggars, cuckoo–like, fly out again,
        In their own notes and season.
RACHEL, MERIEL, VINCENT, [and] HILLIARD enter.

1012RachelOur father’s sadness will not suffer us
        To live in’s house.

1013MerielAnd we must have a progress.

1014VincentTh’ assurance of your loves hath engaged us —

1015Hilliard— to wait on you in any course.

1016RachelSuppose we’ll go a–begging.


1018SpringloveAnd that must be your course, and suddenly,
        To cure your father’s sadness, who is told
        It is your destiny — which you may quit
        By making it a trick of youth and wit.
        I’ll set you in the way.

1019All fourBut how? But how?
All talk aside.

1020OldrentsMy daughters and their sweethearts too. I see
        The scope of their design and the whole drift
        Of all their action now with joy and comfort.

1021HeartyBut take no notice yet. See a whim more of it. But the mad rogue that acted me, I must make drunk anon.

1022SpringloveNow! Are you all resolved?

1023All fourAgreed, agreed!

1024SpringloveYou beg to absolve your fortune*, not for need.They exit.

1025OldrentsI must commend their act in that. Pray thee let’s call ’em and end the matter here. The purpose of their play is but to work my friendship or their peace with me; and they have it.

1026HeartyBut see a little more, sir.
RANDALL enters.

1027OldrentsMy man Randall too! Has he a part with ’em?

1028RandallThey were well set a work, when they made me a player. What is that I must say? And how must I act now? Oh! that I must be steward for the beggars in master steward’s absence, and tell my master he’s gone to measure land for him to purchase.

1029OldrentsYou, sir. Leave the work you can do no better — I can forbear no longer — and call the actors back again to me.

1030RandallWith all my heart. And glad my part is so soon done.He exits.
PATRICO enters.

1031PatricoSince you will then break off our play,
        Something in earnest I must say,
        But let affected rhyming go.
        I’ll be no more a patrico.
        My name is Wrought-on ―― Start not.* But, if you
        Desire to hear what’s worth your best attention
        More privately, you may draw nearer me.
OLDRENTS goes to him.

1032HeartyHear no more fortunes.

1033OldrentsYou shall give me leave.

1034PatricoI am grandson to that unhappy Wrought-on
        Whom your grandfather craftily wrought out
        Of his estate. By which all his posterity
        Were, since, exposed to beggary. I do not charge
        You with the least offence in this. But now
        Come nearer me, for I must whisper to you.
PATRICO takes OLDRENTS aside.
        I had a sister, who among the race
        Of beggars was the fairest. Fair she was
        In gentle blood and gesture to her beauty,
        Which could not be so clouded with base clothing
        But she attracted love from worthy persons,
        Which, for her meanness, they expressed in pity,
        For the most part. But some assaulted her
        With amorous, though loose, desires, which she
        Had virtue to withstand. Only one gentleman —
        Whether it were by her affection, or
        His fate, to send his blood a–begging with her,
        I question not — by her, in heat of youth,
        Did get a son, who now must call you father.


1036PatricoYou. Attend me, sir. Your bounty, then,
        Disposed your purse to her, in which besides
        Much money — I conceive by your neglect*
        Was thrown this holy relic. Do you know it?

1037OldrentsThe agnus dei that my mother gave me
        Upon her death–bed! Oh, the loss of it
        Was my sore grief! And now, with joy, it is
        Restored by miracle! Does your sister live?

1038PatricoNo, sir. She died within a few days after
        Her son was born, and left him to my care;
        On whom, I, to this day, have had an eye
        In all his wanderings.

1039OldrentsThen the young man lives!
SPRINGLOVE, VINCENT, HILLIARD, RACHEL, [and] MERIEL enter.

1040PatricoHere with the rest of your fair children, sir.

1041OldrentsMy joy begins to be too great within me!
        My blessing and a welcome to you all.
        Be one another’s, and you all are mine.

1042Vincent [and] HilliardWe are agreed on that.

1043RachelLong since. We only stood till you shook off your sadness.

1044MerielFor which we were fain to go a–begging, sir.

1045OldrentsNow I can read the justice of my fate, and yours —

1046Clack   [Aside, awakening]   Ha! Justice? Are they handling of justice?

1047OldrentsBut more applaud great providence in both.

1048Clack   [To HEARTY]   Are they jeering of justices? I watched for that.

1049Hearty   [To CLACK]   Ay, so methought. No, sir. The play is done.
SENTWELL, AMY, OLIVER, [and] MARTIN enter.

1050SentwellSee, sir, your niece presented to you.
SPRINGLOVE takes AMY [to CLACK].

1051ClackWhat, with a speech by one of the players? Speak, sir, and be not daunted. I am favourable.

1052SpringloveThen, by your favour, sir, this maiden is my wife.

1053ClackSure you are out o’your part*. That is to say, you must begin again.

1054SpringloveShe’s mine by solemn contract, sir.

1055Clack   [To AMY]   You will not tell me that. Are not you my niece?

1056AmyI dare not, sir, deny’t; we are contracted.

1057ClackNay, if we both speak together, how shall we hear one another?

1058MartinI must disprove the contract.

1059TallboyThat is my part to speak.

1060SentwellNone can disprove it. I am witness to it.

1061ClackNay, if we all speak ― as I said before.

1062OldrentsHear me for all then. Here are no beggars — you are but one, patrico* — no rogues, nor players, but a select company to fill this house with mirth. These are my daughters; these their husbands*; and this that shall marry your niece, a gentleman, my son. I will instantly estate him in a thousand pound a year to entertain his wife, and to their heirs for ever. Do you hear me now?

1063ClackNow I do hear you. And I must hear you. That is to say, it is a match. That is to say ― as I said before.

1064TallboyAnd must I hear it too ――― Oh ―――

1065OldrentsYes, though you whine your eyes out.

1066HeartyNephew Martin, still the child with a suck–bottle of sack.   [To TALLBOY]   Peace, lamb*, and I’ll find a wife for thee.

1067OldrentsNow, patrico, if you can quit your function,
        To live a moderate gentleman, I’ll give you
        A competent annuity* for your life.

1068PatricoI’ll be, withal, your faithful beadsman; and
        Spend my whole life in prayers for you and yours.

1069ClackAnd now, Clerk Martin, give all the beggars my free pass*, without all manner of correction; that is to say, with a hey, get ’em gone.

1070Oliver   [To VINCENT]   Are not you the gentleman that challenged me in right of your friend here?[Indicating HILLIARD]

1071VincentYour inspection’s good, sir.

1072Rachel   [To OLIVER]   And you the gentleman, I take it, that would have made beggar–sport with us, two at once.

1073MerielFor twelvepence apiece, sir.

1074OliverI hope we all are friends.

1075Springlove   [To OLDRENTS]   Now, on my duty, sir, I’ll beg no more,
        But your continual love and daily blessing.

1076OldrentsExcept it be at court, boy, where if ever I come, it shall be to beg the next fool–royal’s place* that falls.

1077SpringloveA begging epilogue yet would not be,
        Methinks, improper to this comedy.

Epilogue.*


1078EpilogueThough we are now no beggars of the crew,
        We count it not a shame to beg of you.
        The justice here has given his pass free
        To all the rest unpunished; only we
        Are under censure, till we do obtain
        Your suffrages that we may beg again
        And often in the course we took today,
        Which was intended for your mirth; a play,
        Not without action and a little wit.
        Therefore we beg your pass* for us and it.

F I N I S.

Edited by Helen Ostovich, Eleanor Lowe, Richard Cave, Elizabeth Schafer