Avar. Then needs depart I must.
Adieu! in faith, I would have served ye of trust!
But, since Respublica hath put me to exile,
Where may I go keep myself secret for a while?
Is there never a good chaplain in all this town,
That will, for a while, hide me under his gown?
Never a good farmer? never a good merchantman?
Well, I will go pick out some corner, if I can.
But, first will I monish my fellows of this gear;
And we stay this plunge, I care not for the next year. [Exeat.
Resp. Now will I to Justice and th' other ladies three,
And pray that these vices may all suppressed be.
[Intrat People.
But lo! here cometh People; I will now turn again,
And first know of his good state by a word or twain.
ACTUS QUINTI, SCENA SEPTIMA.
Respublica. People.
Resp. What standeth he prying? dareth he not enter?
People. Chould vain zee my lady: but I sdare not venter.
Resp. Shrink not back from me, but draw to me, my dear friend!
People. Chill virst know an ye be alone, zo God me mend!