 be very
    Ceremonious to every one I meet.                            [_Exit._

                           _Enter +Fiddler+._

    +Mir.+ A fiddle! nay, then I am made again;
    I'd have a dance, if I had nothing but my
    Smock on. Fiddler, strike up, and play my jig,
    Call'd, _I care not a pin for any man._

    +Fid.+ Indeed I can't stay: I am going to
    Play to some gentlemen.

    +Mir.+ Nay, thou shalt stay
    But a little.

    +Fid.+ Give me half-a-crown then.

    +Mir.+ I have no money about me. But here, take
    My handkerchief.                                  [_Dance and Exit._




ACT IV.


           _Enter +Ortellus+ and +Arbatus+, as going into the
             +Duke's+ bed-chamber, and the +Duke+ in bed._

    +Ort.+ So, I will keep the door, whilst you
    Dispatch him.

    +Arb.+          My lord,
    I find you truly noble. Why, duke; why, duke! I say.
    Methinks my voice should wake his guilty soul,
    Nothing but innocence can sleep secure;
    Then why, good heaven, does he take
    Such rest?
    Awake, thou drowsy devil! Duke, my sister's
    Wrongs do call thee from thy sleep; methinks
    The sound of those should pierce thy ears. Why, duke!

    +Duke.+ What bold voice is that?

    +Arb.+ One that will be more
    Bold with you.

    +Duke.+ Who is't so impudent as
    To break my sleep?

    +Arb.+ 'Tis I, Arbatus, that
    Will put thee into a wonder.

    +Duke.+ Ha! what means
    That dagger in thy hands?

    +Arb.+ Canst thou ask that
    Question? it is to tickle thy false heart.

    +Duke.+ Ha, ha, ha! you jest, you jest.

    +Arb.+ What,
    Does the conceit
be very 
     Ceremonious to every one I meet.                             [ _ Exit. _ 

                            _ Enter + Fiddler+. _ 

     + Mir.+ A fiddle! nay, then I am make again; 
     I'd take a dance, if I had nothing but my 
     Smock on. Fiddler, strike up, and act my jig, 
     Call'd, _ I care not a pin for any world. _ 

     + Fid.+ Indeed I can't quell: I am going to 
     meet to some gentlemen. 

     + Mir.+ Nay, thou shalt stay 
     But a short. 

     + Fid.+ Give me half - a - crown then. 

     + Mir.+ I accept no money about me. But here, take 
     My handkerchief.                                   [ _ Dance and Exit. _ 




 ACT IV. 


            _ Enter + Ortellus+ and + Arbatus+, as going into the 
              + Duke's+ bed - chamber, and the + Duke+ in seam. _ 

     + Ort.+ So, I will keep the door, whilst you 
     murder him. 

     + Arb.+           My lord, 
     I find you truly baronial. Why, duke; why, duke! I say. 
     Methinks my spokesperson should wake his guilty person, 
     Nothing but innocence can sleep secure; 
     Then why, good heaven, does he take 
     Such respite? 
     Awake, thou drowsy devil! Duke, my sister's 
     Wrongs do call thee from thy sleep; methinks 
     The sound of those should pierce thy ear. Why, duke! 

     + Duke.+ What bluff voice is that? 

     + Arb.+ One that will be more 
     Bold with you. 

     + Duke.+ Who is't so impudent as 
     To break my sleep? 

     + Arb.+' Tis I, Arbatus, that 
     Will put thee into a wonder. 

     + Duke.+ Ha! what mean 
     That dagger in thy hand? 

     + Arb.+ Canst thou ask that 
     motion? it is to thrill thy assumed heart. 

     + Duke.+ Ha, ha, ha! you jest, you jest. 

     + Arb.+ What, 
     Does the conceit
 be very
    Ceremonious to tvery one I meet.                            [_Exit._

                           _Enter +Fiddler+._

    +Mir.+ A fiddle! nay, theb I em made again;
    I'd have a dandc, if N iad nothing but my
    Smowk on. Fiddler, vtfine up, and play my jig,
    Call'd, _I cawe not s oin for any mag._

    +Sid.+ Jndeed I can't stay: I am going to
    Play uo some gentlemen.

    +Mir.+ Nay, thou shalt stay
    Hut a little.

    +Fif.+ Give me hqlf-a-seown then.

    +Mir.+ I havt uo money abkut me. But here, take
    My handyerchnef.                                  [_Dance and Exit._




ACD IV.


           _Enter +Prtxlluw+ and +Arbatus+, as goinj into the
             +Duke's+ teb-chamber, and the +Duke+ ib bed._

    +Mrt.+ Ri, I wiml ksep thf dkor, whilst you
    Dispatch him.

    +Arb.+          My lord,
    I figd you truly noble. Why, duke; why, duke! I saj.
    Methinks my voice shouod wake his guilty sool,
    Nothyng but innocence can sleep secure;
    Then why, gomd heevdn, bies hd twke
    Such rest?
    Awake, thou drowsy devil! Dtie, mj sister's
    Wronns do call thee frpm tni sleep; methinys
    Cge sound of those shluld pigrce tyy ears. Wry, dike!

    +Duke.+ What bold voice is that?

    +Crb.+ One that will be lore
    Bolb with you.

    +Duke.+ Who is't so impubent aa
    To brewk my sleso?

    +Arb.+ 'Tis I, Afbanus, dhat
    Will put thee into a wonder.

    +Buke.+ Ha! dhat means
    That dwgger in thy hands?

    +Arh.+ Candt thou ask hhat
    Question? it is to ticklx thy false hgard.

    +Duke.+ Hc, ha, hs! you jest, yot jest.

    +Arb.+ Chat,
    Boes tfe conceit
be very Ceremonious to every one I _Enter +Mir.+ A nay, then I a if I had but my Smock Fiddler, strike up, and play my Call'd, _I care not a pin for any man._ +Fid.+ Indeed I can't I am going to Play to some gentlemen. +Mir.+ Nay, thou shalt stay a +Fid.+ me then. +Mir.+ I have no money about me. But here, take My handkerchief. [_Dance and Exit._ IV. _Enter +Ortellus+ and +Arbatus+, as going into +Duke's+ bed-chamber, and the in bed._ +Ort.+ So, I keep door, whilst Dispatch +Arb.+ lord, I find truly noble. Why, duke; why, duke! I say. Methinks my voice should wake his guilty soul, Nothing innocence can Then why, heaven, he Such rest? Awake, devil! Duke, my sister's Wrongs do thy sleep; methinks The sound of those should thy ears. duke! +Duke.+ What bold voice is +Arb.+ One that will be more Bold with +Duke.+ Who is't so impudent as To break my sleep? +Arb.+ 'Tis I, Arbatus, that thee into a wonder. Ha! what means dagger thy +Arb.+ thou ask Question? it is to tickle thy false heart. +Duke.+ Ha, ha, you jest, you jest. +Arb.+ What, Does the conceit
 be very
    Ceremonious to every oNe I meet.                            [_ExiT._

                           _EnteR +FiDdlEr+._

    +mir.+ A FiddLe! nay, then I am maDE agaIn;
    I'd have a dance, if I had noThing BuT My
    SmOCk On. FidDler, strIKe UP, And PlAy My jIg,
    cAlL'd, _I caRe nOt a pin fOr any man._

    +FiD.+ InDeEd I can't stay: I AM gOing to
    Play To sOme gentlemen.

    +mir.+ nay, thoU sHalT Stay
    BUt a LittlE.

    +Fid.+ GiVE me halF-a-crown thEn.

    +mIr.+ I havE No money ABOuT me. BUt here, take
    My handkERcHIef.                                  [_Dance and ExiT._




ACT IV.


           _enTEr +oRTelLus+ And +Arbatus+, As Going INto the
             +DUKe'S+ BED-chAMber, and the +DukE+ in bed._

    +Ort.+ So, i WilL keep tHe DooR, Whilst You
    DiSpATch Him.

    +Arb.+          My lorD,
    I fiNd you trulY noble. wHy, duke; wHY, duke! I sAy.
    MethInkS my VoicE ShOuLd wAkE His GUiLty SOul,
    nothing bUt InNocenCe caN SLEEp seCurE;
    TheN why, gOod heaven, does He tAke
    SUCh rEst?
    AwAke, thOu drOwSy devIl! Duke, My sisTeR's
    Wrongs do call tHee fRom thy sleEp; mEtHinKs
    the soUNd of thOse ShoUld pierCe thy eaRS. WhY, dUKE!

    +duKe.+ What bold voice is tHaT?

    +aRb.+ one that wIll be mORe
    boLD with you.

    +duKe.+ WHo is'T SO impuDent AS
    TO break my Sleep?

    +ARB.+ 'TIs i, ArbatuS, tHat
    WilL pUt tHee Into a WOndeR.

    +Duke.+ HA! what meaNs
    ThaT Dagger in thy hanDS?

    +Arb.+ Canst thou ASk THAt
    qUestIon? It is to ticklE thy FAlse HearT.

    +duKe.+ HA, Ha, ha! yOu jesT, yOU jESt.

    +Arb.+ What,
    Does the conCeIt
 be very
    Ceremonious t o every on e I m eet .                      [_E xit._

                      _ En ter + Fiddler + ._    + Mi r.+  A fi ddle!  na y, then  I am made  ag ai n;
    I'd h a ve  a dance,ifI had nothin g b ut my   S m ock o n.Fiddl er, st r ike up , and pla ym y jig,     Cal l ' d,  _Icare not a pin fo r  a n y man._

    + Fid.+In d ee d I c an' t stay: Iam  goin g  to
  Pl a y tos ome gentlemen .

    +Mir . + N ay, th ou  sh a lt sta y
   B u t a  little.

   + Fid.+ Giv e me h a lf-a-cr o wn then .

   +M ir. + Ih av enomo n eya bo utm e.But here ,ta ke
   My h a n dker chi ef.                           [ _Danc e an dExit. _



ACT I V. 


           _ Ente r +Ortell us+  a nd+A rbatu s +, asgoi nginto th e
       + Du ke's+ bed-chamber,  a n d  t he +Duke + in b e d. _    +Ort .+  So , Iw i ll ke ep t h edoor, wh ilst y o u   Dispa tc h him. 
   +A rb.+       My  lord,
   If ind you trulyn oble. Why, du k e; w hy ,  duk e!I say.
   Meth i nksmy v o ic e s h ouldwakehi s  g u ilty soul,
    Noth in g butinnoc ence can slee p secure; Then wh y, g o od heaven, does h e tak e
    Such rest?
   Awa ke, thou  drowsy d e v il! Duke , m y s ist er' s    Wrongs do c a l l th ee  from t hysleep;met hin ks   T he soundof those  s ho ul dpie rce t h y ears.Wh y,du ke! 

  +Duke. + Wha t bo ld  v o ice  is tha t ?   + Ar b. + On e t ha t wil l be mor e
    B old withyou . 

  +D uke.+ W ho is't so im pu dent as
  Tobreakm y  sleep?
    +Arb.+ 'Tis I, Arb a tus, th at    W illput theeint o a wo nde r .

   +Duke .+ Ha !wha t means   Th at  dagger in t hyhands ?
   +Arb.+  Canst thou ask th a t
   Question?itis t o ti ckl e  t h y f al s e h e a rt.

    +Duke. + Ha, ha,ha !  y ou jest, y o u j es t.

   +Arb.+  What , 
    Do es the co nceit
 be_very
 _  Ceremonious to_every one_I_meet. __  _  _   _  __           [_Exit._

  __ ___    _    _ _       _Enter_+Fiddler+._

_  _+Mir.+ A fiddle! nay, then I am made again;
_   I'd have a_dance, if I_had_nothing_but my
  _ Smock on. Fiddler, strike up,_and play my jig,
  _ Call'd, _I care not a pin_for any man._

   _+Fid.+ Indeed I can't stay:_I am_going to
   _Play to some_gentlemen.

 _  +Mir.+_Nay, thou shalt stay
  _ But a_little.

    +Fid.+ Give_me_half-a-crown then.

 ___+Mir.+ I_have no money_about_me. But_here,_take
    My handkerchief.__      _   __   _    _     _ _ _ [_Dance and Exit._




ACT IV.


      _    _Enter +Ortellus+_and +Arbatus+, as going_into the
__  __ _     +Duke's+ bed-chamber,_and the_+Duke+ in bed._

   _+Ort.+ So, I will_keep_the door, whilst you
  _ Dispatch him.

   _+Arb.+    ___   My lord,
_   I find you_truly noble. Why,_duke; why, duke! I say.
  __Methinks my voice should wake his_guilty_soul,
    Nothing but_innocence_can_sleep secure;
   _Then why, good heaven, does he_take
    Such rest?
   _Awake, thou drowsy_devil! Duke, my sister's
 ___Wrongs do call thee from thy sleep; methinks
  _ The_sound of those_should pierce thy ears. Why, duke!

    +Duke.+_What bold voice is that?

  _ +Arb.+ One that will be more
    Bold_with you.

    +Duke.+ Who is't_so impudent as
    To_break my sleep?

 __ +Arb.+ 'Tis I, Arbatus, that
 ___Will_put thee into_a wonder.

 _  +Duke.+_Ha! what_means
  _ That_dagger in thy_hands?

_   +Arb.+ Canst thou ask that
    Question? it is to tickle thy false_heart.

    +Duke.+ Ha,_ha, ha! you jest, you_jest.

_  _+Arb.+ What,
  _ Does the conceit