Due to distressed damsels, here I vow
Never to end the quest of this fair lady,
And that forsaken squire, till by my valour
I gain their liberty.
Dwarf. Heaven bless the knight
That thus relieves poor errant gentlewomen. [Exit.
Wife. Ay marry, Ralph, this has some savour in it, I would see the proudest of them all offer to carry his books after him. But, George, I will not have him go away so soon, I shall be sick if he go away, that I shall; call Ralph again, George, call Ralph again: I prithee, sweetheart, let him come fight before me, and let's have some drums and trumpets, and let him kill all that comes near him, an' thou lov'st me, George.
Cit. Peace a little, bird, he shall kill them all, an' they were twenty more on 'em than there are.
Enter Jasper.
Jasp. Now, Fortune (if thou be'st not only ill),