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f the king, I heard him mutter: a pimp, I warrant him, for I am sure he is an old courtier. Now, to put off t'other remnant of my merchandize.--Stir up, sirrah! [_To_ ANT. _Ant._ Dog, what wouldst thou have? _Must._ Learn better manners, or I shall serve you a dog-trick; come down upon all-four immediately; I'll make you know your rider. _Ant._ Thou wilt not make a horse of me? _Must._ Horse or ass, that's as thy mother made thee: but take earnest, in the first place, for thy sauciness.--[_Lashes him with his Whip._]--Be advised, friend, and buckle to thy geers: Behold my ensign of royalty displayed over thee. _Ant._ I hope one day to use thee worse in Portugal. _Must._ Ay, and good reason, friend; if thou catchest me a-conquering on thy side of the water, lay on me lustily; I will take it as kindly as thou dost this.-- [_Holds up his Whip._ _Ant._ [_Lying down._] Hold, my dear Thrum-cap: I obey thee cheerfully.--I see the doctrine of non-resistance is never practised thoroughly, but when a man can't help himself. _Enter a second Merchant._ _2d Mer._ You, friend, I would see that fellow do his postures. _Must._ [_Bridling_ ANT.] Now, sirrah, follow, for you have rope enough: To your paces, villain, amble trot, and gallop:--Quick about, there.--Yeap! the more money's bidden for you, the more your credit. [ANTONIO _follows, at the end of the Bridle, on his Hands and Feet, and does all his Postures._ _2d Mer._ He is well chined, and has a tolerable good back; that is half in half.--[_To_ MUST.]--I would see him strip; has he no diseases about him? _Must._ He is the best piece of man's flesh in the market, not an eye-sore in his whole body. Feel his legs, master; neither splint, spavin, nor wind-gall. [_Claps him on the Shoulder._ _Mer._ [_Feeling about him, and then putting his Hand on his Side._] Out upon him, how his flank heaves! The whore-son is broken-winded. _Must._ Thick-breathed a little; nothing but a sorry cold with lying out a-nights in trenches; but sound, wind and limb, I warrant him.--Try him at a loose trot a little. [_Puts the Bridle into his Hand, he strokes him._ _Ant._ For heaven's sake, owner, spare me: you know I am but new broken. _2d Mer._ 'Tis but a washy jade, I s
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