King. A Gods Name see the Lysts and all things fit,
Here let them end it, and God defend the right
Yorke. I neuer saw a fellow worse bestead,
Or more afraid to fight, then is the Appellant,
The seruant of this Armorer, my Lords.
Enter at one Doore the Armorer and his Neighbors, drinking to
him so
much, that hee is drunke; and he enters with a Drumme before
him, and his
Staffe, with a Sand-bagge fastened to it: and at the other Doore his
Man,
with a Drumme and Sand-bagge, and Prentices drinking to him.
1.Neighbor. Here Neighbour Horner, I drinke to you in a Cup of Sack; and feare not Neighbor, you shall doe well enough
2.Neighbor. And here Neighbour, here's a Cuppe of
Charneco
3.Neighbor. And here's a Pot of good Double-Beere
Neighbor: drinke, and feare not your Man
Armorer. Let it come yfaith, and Ile pledge you all,
and a figge for Peter
1.Prent. Here Peter, I drinke to thee, and be not afraid
2.Prent. Be merry Peter, and feare not thy Master, Fight for credit of the Prentices
Peter. I thanke you all: drinke, and pray for me, I pray you, for I thinke I haue taken my last Draught in this World. Here Robin, and if I dye, I giue thee my Aporne; and Will, thou shalt haue my Hammer: and here Tom, take all the Money that I haue. O Lord blesse me, I pray God, for I am neuer able to deale with my Master, hee hath learnt so much fence already
Salisb. Come, leaue your drinking, and fall to blowes.
Sirrha, what's thy Name?
Peter. Peter forsooth