My daughter is a Whore,
I feele it now too sencible; yet I will see her,
Discharge my selfe of being Father to her,
And then backe to my Countrie, and there die;
Farewell Captaine.
Exit.
Bes.
Farewell Sir, farewell, commend me to the Gentlewoman I praia.
1.
How now Captaine, beare up man.
Bes.
Gentlemen ath' sword your hands once more, I have
Beene kickt againe, but the foolish fellow is penitent,
Has ask't me mercy, and my honor's safe.
2.
We knew that, or the foolish fellow had better a kick't
His Grandsire.
Confirme, confirme I pray.