3d Tai. I care not how soon. I have a notable stomach to bread.
2d Tai. Dost hear, I suspect that courtier my master brought in last night to be the king; which if it be, bullies, all the bread in the town shan't satisfy us, for we will eat Cum privilegio.
1st Tai. Come, let's have a device, a thing, a song, boy.
3d Tai. Come, an air——
The Song.
1st Tai. 'Tis a merry life we live,
All our work is brought unto us;
Still are getting, never give,
For their clothes all men do woo us:
Yet (unkind) they blast our names
With aspersions of dishonour:
For which we make bold with their dames,
When we take our measure on her.
All Tai. For which we, &c.
Enter Antonio, Giovanno, and the Old Tailor.
O. Tai. You see the life we live; (To the Tailors) cease.