Page 1361 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

NELL

Let us alone, sir.

SCHOOLMASTER
Where’s the rest o’th’music?

THIRD COUNTRYMAN
Dispersed as you commanded.

SCHOOLMASTER
Couple then,
And see what’s wanting. Where’s the bavian?

My friend, carry your tail without offence
Or scandal to the ladies; and be sure [35]
You tumble with audacity and manhood,
And when you bark do it with judgement.

BAVIAN
Yes, sir.

SCHOOLMASTER

Quousque tandem? Here is a woman wanting!

FOURTH COUNTRYMAN

We may go whistle; all the fat’s i’th’fire.

SCHOOLMASTER
We have, [40]
As learnèd authors utter, washed a tile;
We have been fatuus, and laboured vainly.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN

This is that scornful piece, that scurvy hilding,
That gave her promise faithfully she would
Be here − Cicely, the sempster’s daughter; [45]
The next gloves that I give her shall be dogskin!
Nay, an she fail me once − you can tell, Arcas,