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PROLOGUE IT
Scene I IT
Enter Christopher Sly and the Hostess.
SLY
I’ll feeze you, in faith.
HOST ESS
A pair of stocks, you rogue.
SLY
Y’are a baggage, the Slys are no rogues. Look in the Chronicles, we came
in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore paucas pallabris, let the world slide.
Sessa! [5]
HOST ESS
You will not pay for the glasses you have burst?
SLY
No, not a denier. Go by, Saint Jeronimy, go to thy cold bed and warm thee.
HOST ESS
I know my remedy, I must go fetch the thirdborough. [10]
[Exit.]
SLY
Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I’ll answer him by law. I’ll not budge an
inch, boy. Let him come, and kindly.
Falls asleep.
Wind horns. Enter a Lord from hunting, with his Train.
LORD
Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds.