_To._ Son to my own bosom, take her and my blessing. The nice fondling, my lady, sir-reverence, that I must not now presume to call daughter, is so ravished with desire to hansell her new coach, and see her knight's Eastward Castle, that the next morning will sweat with her busy setting forth. Away will she and her mother, and while their preparation is making, ourselves, with some two or three other friends, will consummate the humble match we have in God's name concluded. 'Tis to my wish, for I have often read, Fit birth, fit age, keeps long a quiet bed. 180 'Tis to my wish; for tradesmen, well 'tis known, Get with more ease than gentry keeps his own. [_Exeunt._ [31] A hackneyed quotation from _Tamburlaine_. [32] Old ed. "Am pum pull eo," &c. [33] A favourite quotation of Pistol's ("_Have we_ not Hiren here?"). It is supposed to come from Peele's lost play _The Turkish Mahomet and Hyren the Fair Greek_. [34] This line would seem to belong to the _Spanish Tragedy_, but it is not in the text that has come down. When Horatio is stabbed by the assassins, Bellimperia cries:--"Murder! murder! Help, Hieronimo, help!" She is forced off the stage, and then Hieronimo enters, exclaiming, "What outcries pluck me from my naked bed!" (a much-ridiculed line). But in a passage of Jonson's _Poetaster_ (iii. 1), where there is clearly an allusion to Jeronimo, we find the line (slightly altered) that Quicksilver quotes:-- "_2d Pyr._ Ay, but somebody must cry _Murder!_ then in a small voice. _Tuc._ Your fellow-sharer there shall do't: cry, sirrah, cry! _1st Pyr._ _Murder, murder!_ _2d Pyr._ _Who calls out murder? lady, was it you?_" [35] "_I.e._, will make you go to Tyburn. So in Greene's _Second Part of the Art of Conny Catching_, sig. 2:--'And yet at last so long the pitcher goeth to the brooke that it cometh broken home: and so long the foists put their villainie in practice that _Westward they goe_, and there solemnly make a rehearsal sermon at _tiborne_.' Again in the third part, sig. C, 'the end of such (though they scape a while) will be sailing _Westward in a carte to Tiborn_.'"--_Reed._ [36] "When this eternal substance of my soul Did live imprison'd in my wanton flesh, Each in their function serving other's need, I was a courtier in the Spanish court: My name was Don Andrea." --Opening lines of the _Spanish Tragedy_. [37] Broken pieces of gold. [38] Frequently used for _reverend_. SCENE II. _Room in_ SECURITY'S _house_. SECURITY _solus_.