An ass to bear your pack for chaff and straw?
The. My lord?
Phil. Did I risk all to play the nurse
Unto your tedious grief for a false lover?
All Syracuse knows you his fool, and yet
You'd play Penelope, and hope to sit
With tears of twenty years upon your cheeks!
O stare and wonder, gasp, and sir! and ho!
Weep if you will, and pray your baby prayers.
I've done with ah's and oh's and niceties!