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Well, bring our lady hither to our sight,
And once again a pot o’ th’ smallest ale.

SECOND SERVANT

Will’t please your mightiness to wash your hands? [75]
O, how we joy to see your wit restor’d!
O, that once more you knew but what you are!
These fifteen years you have been in a dream,
Or when you wak’d, so wak’d as if you slept.

SLY

These fifteen years! By my fay, a goodly nap. [80]
But did I never speak of all that time?

FIRST SERVANT

O yes, my lord, but very idle words,
For though you lay here in this goodly chamber,
Yet would you say ye were beaten out of door,
And rail upon the hostess of the house, [85]
And say you would present her at the leet,
Because she brought stone jugs and no seal’d quarts.
Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket.

SLY

Ay, the woman’s maid of the house.

THIRD SERVANT

Why, sir, you know no house, nor no such maid, [90]
Nor no such men as you have reckon’d up,
As Stephen Sly, and old John Naps of Greece,
And Peter Turph, and Henry Pimpernell,
And twenty more such names and men as these,
Which never were nor no man ever saw. [95]

SLY

Now Lord be thanked for my good amends.

ALL

Amen.