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Faith, very suddenly, for I think it will not be Hard to find men of your trade, Men that will fight as long as you can do, And Men that love it much better than I, Men that are poor and damn'd, fine desperate Rogues, Rascals that for a Pattacoon a Man Will fight their Fathers, And kiss their Mothers into peace again: Such, Sir, I think will fit you. Cle.
Railly with him, Sir, 'tis your only way, and put it Off with a jest; for he's in fury, but dares not Strike i'th' Court. Fal. But must you needs do this, needs fight, Cleontius? Cle. Yes, by all means, I find my self inclin'd to't. Fal. You shall have your desire, Sir, farewel. Cle. When, and where? Fal.
I am a Gentleman. Fal. Ha, Labree, what means he now? By Jove, I do not question it, Cleontius: What need this odd Punctilio? I call thee to no account. Cle. That's more than I can say to you, Sir. Fal. I'll excuse you for that. Cle. But shall not need, Sir; stay, I have a Sister. Fal. Oh, the Devil, now he begins. Cle. A handsome Sister too, or you deceiv'd her. Lab. Fal. Cle.
Is this your way of Courtship to Isillia? Cle. Fal. By Jove, Ladies, you get no more of that from me, 'Tis that has spoiled you all; I find Alcander can Do more with a dumb show, than I with all my Applications and Address. Oli. Why, my Brother can speak. Fal.
What mean you by that word? Lab. Fal. Will she do reason, or so? you understand me. Cle. I understand that thou'rt an impudent fellow, Whom I must cudgel into better manners. Fal. Pox on't, who bears up now, Labree? Cle. Beat thee till thou confess thou art an Ass, And on thy knees confess it to Isillia, Who after that shall scorn thee. Lab.
Cle Cleo Cleopatra Why, my dear Sirs, as I am a living man, this is the history of somebody who lived in the days of Cleopatra, the Cleopatra, for here's Antony's name with hers! Well, there's six months' work before me here six months, at the very least!"
I dare not, Sir, experience yours I pray. Fal. Alas, alas, I fear we are both rank Cowards. Lab. Rise, Sir, 'tis gone. Fal. This was worse than the fright Alcander put Me into by much. SCENE IX. Philander's Apartments. Enter Philander and Cleontius. Phi. I know he's fled to the Camp, For there he only can secure himself. Cle. I do not think it, Sir.
Abusive Coward, hast thou no sense of honour? Fal. Sense of honour! ha, ha, ha, poor Cleontius. Enter Aminta and Olinda. Am. How now, Servant, why so jovial? Fal. I was laughing, Madam at Cle. At what, thou thing of nothing Am. Cousin Cleontius, you are angry. Cle. Madam, it is unjustly then, for Fools Should rather move the Spleen to Mirth than Anger. Am.
You've too much wit to take ought ill from him: Let's know your quarrel. Fal. By Jove, Labree, I am undone again. Cle. Madam, it was about Fal. Cle. Just nothing Fal. He was a little too familiar with me. Cle. Madam, my Sister Isillia Fal. Cle. Fal. I call my Mistress, Madam. Am. My Cousin Isillia your Mistress! Upon my word, you are a happy Man. Fal.
SCENE II. The Palace. Enter Falatius, Labree, as passing by they meet Cleontius. Cle. Your Servant, my Lord. So coldly, stay your reason, Sir. Fal. How mean you, Sir? Cle. Do you not know me? Fal. Yes, I have seen you, and think you are Cleontius, A Servant of the Prince's; wert i'th' Campania too, If I mistake not. Cle. Can you recal me by no better instances? Fal. What need of any, pray? Cle.
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