I Sir, a Misterie.
Painting Sir, I haue heard say, is a Misterie; and
your Whores sir, being members of my occupation, v
sing painting, do proue my Occupation, a Misterie: but
what Misterie there should be in hanging, if I should
be hang'd, I cannot imagine.
Sir, it is a Misterie.
Euerie true mans apparrell fits your Theefe.
If it be too little for your theefe, your true man
thinkes it bigge enough. If it bee too bigge for your
Theefe, your Theefe thinkes it little enough: So euerie
true mans apparrell fits your Theefe.
Are you agreed?
Sir, I will serue him: For I do finde your Hang
man is a more penitent Trade then your Bawd: he doth
oftner aske forgiuenesse
You sirrah, prouide your blocke and your Axe
to morrow, foure a clocke.
Come on (Bawd) I will instruct thee in my
I do desire to learne sir: and I hope, if you haue
occasion to vse me for your owne turne, you shall finde
me y'are. For truly sir, for your kindnesse, I owe you
a good turne.
Barnardineand Claudio: Claudio, for thy death, Barnardine? Claudio. Welcome Father. Claudio? Claudioyet?