First fell to words, and then to handy-blows. [Exit.
Bayes. Is not that now a pretty kind of a stanza, and a handsome come-off?
2nd King. O dangerous estate of sovereign power!
Obnoxious to the change of every hour.
1st King. Let us for shelter in our cabinet stay;
Perhaps these threatning storms may pass away. [Exeunt.
Johns. But, Mr. Bayes, did not you promise us just now, to make Amaryllis speak very well?
Bayes. Ay, and so she would have done, but that they hinder'd her.
Smith. How, sir, whether you would or no?
Bayes. Ay, sir, the plot lay so, that I vow to gad, it was not to be avoided.