2457
2456goes to be married till he be
starke mad.
2458
2457
Hip. Mu
ffle your
selues yonders
Fluello.
Enter Fluello.
2460
2459
Flu. O my Lord the
se cloakes are not for this raine, the
2461
2460tempe
st is too great: I come
sweating to tell you of it, that
2464
2463
Flu. Whats the matter! you haue matterd it faire: the
(Duk's at hand.
2467
2466
Hip. Then all our plots
2467are turnd vpon our heads; and we
2468are blown vp
2468with our own vnderminings. Sfoot how comes
2469he,
2469what villaine dur
st betray our being here.
2470
2470
Flu. Ca
struchio,
Ca
struchio tolde the Duke, and
Mathaeo
2472
2472
Hip. Would you betray me to
Cha
struchio,
2473
2473
Ma. Sfoot he dambd him
selfe to the pit of hell if he
spake
(ont agen.
2474
2474
Hip. So did you
sweare to me,
so were you dambd.
2475
2475
Mat. Pox on em, & there be no faith in men, if a man
shall
2476
2476not beleeue oathes
: he tooke bread and
salt by this light, that
2477
2477he would neuer open his lips.
Hip. Oh God, oh God.
2478
2478
Ans
. Sonne be not de
sperate
2479haue patience, you
shal trip your
2479enemy downe,
2480by his owne
slights, how far is the Duke hēce.
2480
2481
Flu. Hees but new
set out
: Ca
struchio,
Pioratto and
Sinezi
2481
2482come along with him: you haue time enough yet to preuent
2483
2484
Ans
. You
shall
steale
secretly into the Chappell,
2484
2485And pre
sently be maried; if the duke
2485
2486Abide here
still,
spite of ten thou
sand eyes,
2486
2487You
shall
scape hence like Friers.
2487
2488
Hip. O ble
st di
sgui
sde: O happy man.
2488
2489
Ans
. Talke not of happine
s
s
e till your clo
sde hand,
2489
2490Haue her bith'forhead, like the lock of time,
2490
2491Bee not too
slow, nor ha
sty, now you clime,
2491
2492Vp to the towre of bli
s
s
e, onely be wary
2492
2493And patient, thats all, if you like my plot
2493
2494Build and di
spatch, if not farewell, then not.
2494
2495
Hip. O Yes, we doe applaud it, weele di
spute,
2495
2496No longer, but will hence and execute.
Fluello