CRA. Leave, leave, at length, these base contentions:
Olfactus, let him go.
OLF. Let him first loose my nose.
CRA. Good Auditus, give over.
AUD. I'll have his life that sought to kill me.
SOM. Come, come, I'll end this quarrel; bind them[310], Crapula.
[They bind them both.
SCAENA DECIMA QUINTA.
TACTUS, with the robe in his hand, SOMNUS,
CRAPULA, LINGUA, GUSTUS, OLFACTUS VISUS, AUDITUS.
TAC. Thanks, Dejanira, for thy kind remembrance,
'Tis a fair shirt: I'll wear it for thy sake.
CRA. Somnus, here's Tactus, worse than all his fellows:
Stay but awhile, and you shall see him rage!