A Select Collection of Old English Plays / Originally Published by Robert Dodsley in the year 1744

by Unknown

But if the king once frown on him, then good night, Tomalin:

He shall be as strange, as though I never saw him before.

But I tarry too long, I will prate no more.

Jack, come away.

Jack. At hand, sir.

Carisophus. At Damon’s lodging, if that you see

Any stir to arise, be still at hand by me:

Rather than I will lose the spoil, I will blade[59] it out.

[Exeunt.

Here entereth Pithias and Stephano.