Tigr. Yes, marry, shalt thou.

Lyg. I’ll make these wither’d kexes bear my body
Two hours together above ground.

Tigr. Nay, go;
My business requires haste.

Lyg. Good Heav’n preserve you!
You are an excellent king.

Spa. Farewell, good father.

Lyg. Farewell, sweet virtuous daughter.
I never was so joyful in my life,
That I remember! Shall she be a queen?
Now I perceive a man may weep for joy;
I had thought they had lied that said so.

[Exit Lygones.

Tigr. Come, my dear love.

Spa. But you may see another,
May alter that again.

Tigr. Urge it no more:
I have made up a new strong constancy,
Not to be shook with eyes. I know I have
The passions of a man; but if I meet
With any subject that should hold my eyes
More firmly than is fit, I’ll think of thee,
And run away from it: Let that suffice.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.—The house of Bacurius.

Enter BACURIUS and a Servant.

Bac. Three gentlemen without, to speak with me?

Serv. Yes, sir.

Bac. Let them come in.

Enter BESSUS, with the two Swordmen.

Serv. They are enter’d, sir, already.

Bac. Now, fellows, your business? Are these the gentlemen?

Bes. My lord, I have made bold to bring these gentlemen,
My friends o’ th’ sword, along with me.

Bac. I am
Afraid you’ll fight, then.

Bes. My good lord, I will not;
Your lordship is mistaken; fear not, lord.

Bac. Sir, I am sorry for’t.

Bes. I ask no more in honour.—Gentlemen,
You hear my lord is sorry.

Bac. Not that I have beaten you,
But beaten one that will be beaten;
One whose dull body will require a lamming,
As surfeits do the diet, spring and fall.
Now, to your swordmen:
What come they for, good captain Stockfish?

Bes. It seems your lordship has forgot my name.