The Honest Whore.
376376Tis mo
st vntrue, O mo
st vnnaturall father!
377377Duke And we had much to do by Arts be
st cunning,
378378To fetch life backe againe.
379379Doctor Mo
st certaine Lady.
380380Duke Why la you now, you'le not beleeve mee,
friends,
381381Sweate we not all; had we not much to do?
3823822 Ser. Yes indeede my Lord, much.
383383Duke Death drew
such fearefull pi
ctures in thy face,
384384That were
Hipolito alive agen,
385385Ile kneele and woo the noble gentleman
386386To be thy husband: now I fore repent
387387My
sharpenes to him, and his family;
388388Nay, do not weepe for him, we all mu
st die:
389389Do
ctor, this place where
she
so oft hath
seene
390390His lively pre
sence, haunts her, does it not?
391391Doctor Doubtle
sse my Lord it does.
393393Therefore
sweete girle thou
shalt to
Bergamo.
394394Inf. Even where you will, in any place theres woe.
395395Duke A Coach is ready,
Bergamo doth
stand
396396In a mo
st whole
some aire,
sweete walkes, theres diere,
397397I, thou
shalt hunt and
send vs veni
son.
398398Which like
some gods in the
Coprian groves,
399399Thine owne faire hand
shall
strike;
sirs, you
shall teach her
400400To
stand, and how to
shoote, I,
she
shall hunt:
401401Ca
st o
ff this
sorrow. In girle, and prepare
402402This night to ride away to
Bergamo.
403403Inf. O mo
st vnhappie maid.
Exit. 405405No words that
she was buried on your lives,
406406Or that her gho
st walkes now after
shees dead;
407407Ile hang you if you name a funerall.
4084081 Ser. Ile
speake Greeke my Lord, ere I
speake that dead
- 4104102 Ser. And Ile
speake Welch, which is harder then Greek.
( Exeunt. 411411Duke Away, looke to her; Do
ctor
Benedick,
412412Did you ob
serve how her complexion altered
B 3 Vpon