prison.
I have a better Guard without, that waits;
Do you see this man, _Don_ Curate? 'tis a Paratour
That comes to tell ye a delightfull story
Of an old whore ye have, and then to teach ye
What is the penaltie; Laugh at me now Sir,
What Legacie would ye bequeath me now,
(And pay it on the nail?) to fly my fury?

_Lop_.

O gentle Sir.

_Bar_.

Do'st thou hope I will be gentle,
Thou foolish unconsiderate Curate?

_Lop_.

Let me goe Sir.

_Bar_.

I'le see thee hang first.

_Lop_.

And as I am a true Vicar,
Hark in your ear, hark softly--

_Bar_.

No, no bribery.
I'le have my swindge upon thee; Sirra? Rascal?
You Lenten Chaps, you that lay sick, and mockt me,
Mockt me abominably, abused me lewdly,
I'le make thee sick at heart, before I leave thee,
And groan, and dye indeed, and be worth nothing,
Not worth a blessing, nor a Bell to knell for thee,
A sheet to cover thee, but that thou Stealest,
Stealest from the Merchant, and the Ring he was buried with
Stealest from his Grave, do you smell me now?

_Die_.

Have mercy on me!

_Bar_.

No Psalm of mercy shall hold me from hanging thee.
How do ye like your Breakfast? 'tis but short, Gentlemen,
But sweet and healthfull; Your punishment, and yours, Sir,
For some near reasons that concern my Credit,
I will take to my self.

_Am_.

Doe Sir, and spare not:
I have been too good a wife, and too obedient,
But since ye dare provoke me to be foolish--

_Lea_.

She has, yes, and too worthie of your usage,
Before the world I justifie her goodness,
And turn that man, that dares but taint her vertues,
To my Swords point; that lying man, that base man,
Turn him, but face to face, that I may know him.

_Bar_.

What have I here?

_Lea_.

A Gentleman, a free man,
One that made trial of this Ladies constancie,
And found it strong as fate; leave off your fooling,
For if you follow this course, you will be Chronicled.

_Enter_ Jamy _and_ Assistant.

For a devil, whilst a Saint she is mentioned,
You know my name indeed; I am now no Lawyer.

_Die_.

Some comfort now, I hope, or else would I were hanged up.
And yet the Judge, he makes me sweat.