Lord
What's here? one dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe? Second Huntsman
He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd with ale, This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. Lord
O monstrous beast! how like a swine he lies! Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image! Sirs, I
will practise on this drunken man. What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, Wrapp'd in sweet clothes,
rings put upon his fingers, A most delicious banquet by his bed, And brave attendants near him when he
wakes, Would not the beggar then forget himself? First Huntsman
Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose. Second Huntsman
It would seem strange unto him when he waked. Lord
Even as a flattering dream or worthless fancy. Then take him up and manage well the jest: Carry him
gently to my fairest chamber And hang it round with all my wanton pictures: Balm his foul head in warm
distilled waters And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet: Procure me music ready when he wakes, To
make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; And if he chance to speak, be ready straight And with a low submissive
reverence Say 'What is it your honour will command?' Let one attend him with a silver basin Full of rose-
water and bestrew'd with flowers, Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, And say 'Will't please your
lordship cool your hands?' Some one be ready with a costly suit And ask him what apparel he will wear; Another
tell him of his hounds and horse, And that his lady mourns at his disease: Persuade him that he hath
been lunatic; And when he says he is, say that he dreams, For he is nothing but a mighty lord. This do
and do it kindly, gentle sirs: It will be pastime passing excellent, If it be husbanded with modesty. First Huntsman
My lord, I warrant you we will play our part, As he shall think by our true diligence He is no less than
what we say he is. Lord
Take him up gently and to bed with him; And each one to his office when he wakes.
Some bear out SLY. A trumpet sounds
Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds:
Exit Servingman
Belike, some noble gentleman that means, Travelling some journey, to repose him here.
Re-enter Servingman
How now! who is it?
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