But me of all the rest! By that light, and, as I am a
courtier, would I might never stir, but 'tis strange. Would to the
lord the ladies would come once!
ENTER MORPHIDES.
MORP. Signior, the gallants and ladies are at hand. Are you
ready, sir?
AMO. Instantly. Go, accomplish your attire: [EXIT ASOTUS.]
Cousin Morphides, assist me to make good the door with your
officious tyranny.
CITIZEN. [WITHIN.] By your leave, my masters there, pray you
let's come by.
PAGES. [WITHIN.] You by! why should you come by more than we?
CITIZEN'S WIFE. [WITHIN.] Why, sir! because he is my brother
that plays the prizes.
MORP. Your brother!
CITIZEN. [WITHIN.] Ay, her brother, sir, and we must come in.
TAILOR. [WITHIN.] Why, what are you?
CITIZEN. [WITHIN.] I am her husband, sir.
TAILOR. [WITHIN.] Then thrust forward your head.
AMO. What tumult is there?
MORP. Who's there? bear back there! Stand from the door!
AMO. Enter none but the ladies and their hang-byes. --
ENTER PHANTASTE, PHILAUTIA, ARGURION, MORIA, HEDON, AND ANAIDES,
INTRODUCING TWO LADIES.
Welcome beauties, and your kind shadows.
HED. This country lady, my friend, good signior Amorphus.
ANA. And my cockatrice here.
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