_Mal._ The close stock![416] O mortal wench! Lady, ha' ye now no restoratives for your decayed Jasons?[417] look ye, crab's guts baked,[418] distilled ox-pith,[419] the pulverised hairs of a lion's upper-lip, jelly of cock-sparrows, he-monkey's marrow, or powder of fox-stones?--And whither are all[420] you ambling now? 24 _Bian._ Why,[421] to bed, to bed. _Mal._ Do your husbands lie with ye? _Bian._ That were country fashion, i'faith. _Mal._ Ha' ye no foregoers about you? come, whither in good deed, la, now? _Maq._[422] In good indeed, la, now, to eat the most miraculously, admirably, astonishable composed posset with three curds, without any drink. Will ye help me with a he-fox?--Here's the duke. 33 _Mal._[423] Fried frogs are very good, and French-like, too. [_Exeunt Ladies._ _Enter_ PIETRO, CELSO, EQUATO, BILIOSO, FERRARDO, _and_ MENDOZA. _Pietro._ The night grows deep and foul: what hour is't? _Celso._ Upon the stroke of twelve. _Mal._ Save ye, duke! _Pietro._ From thee: begone, I do not love thee; let me see thee no more; we are displeased. _Mal._ Why, God b'wi' thee![424] Heaven hear my curse,--may thy wife and thee live long together! 41 _Pietro._ Begone, sirrah! _Mal. When Arthur first in court began_,[425]--Agamemnon --Menelaus--was ever any duke a cornuto? _Pietro._ Begone, hence! _Mal._ What religion wilt thou be of next? _Men._ Out with him! _Mal._ With most servile patience.--Time will come When wonder of thy error will strike dumb Thy bezzled[426] sense.-- 50 Slaves! ay, favour: ay, marry, shall he rise:[427] Good God! how subtle hell doth flatter vice! Mounts[428] him aloft, and makes him seem to fly, As fowl the tortoise mock'd, who to the sky The ambitious shell-fish rais'd! the end of all Is only, that from height he might dead fall. _Bil._[429] Why, when?[430] out, ye rogue! begone, ye rascal! _Mal._ I shall now leave ye with all my best wishes. _Bil._ Out, ye cur! _Mal._ Only let's hold together a firm correspondence. _Bil._ Out! 61 _Mal._ A mutual-friendly-reciprocal-perpetual kind of steady-unanimous-heartily-leagued-- _Bil._ Hence, ye gross-jawed, peasantly--out, go! _Mal._ Adieu, pigeon-house; thou burr, that only stickest to nappy fortunes. The serpigo, the strangury, an eternal uneffectual priapism seize thee! _Bil._ Out, rogue! _Mal._ May'st thou be a notorious wittolly pander to thine own wife, and yet get no office, but live to be the utmost misery of mankind, a beggarly cuckold! 71 [_Exit._ _Pietro._ It shall be so.