MIDDLE-AGED MAN
Give me my soul again.
WOMAN (going on her knees and clinging to MERCHANT)
And take this money too, and give me mine.
SECOND MERCHANT
Bear bastards, drink or follow some wild fancy;
For sighs and cries are the soul's work,
And you have none.
(Throws the woman off.)
PEASANT
Come, let's away.
ANOTHER PEASANT