Act II.—Scene II.
Prince George arises.—Prince George speaks.
O, horrible! terrible! the like was never seen—
A man drove out of seven senses into fifteen;
And out of fifteen into fourscore!
O, horrible! terrible! the like was ne’er before.
Alex. Thou silly ass, that lives by grass, dost thou abuse a stranger.
I live in hopes to buy new ropes, and tie thy nose to the manger.
Pr. Geo. Sir, unto you I bend.
Alex. Stand off, thou slave, I think thee not my friend.