Bar. You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am 40 not fitted for ’t.
Pom. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night, and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the sounder all the next day.
Abhor. Look you, sir; here comes your ghostly father: 45 do we jest now, think you?
Enter Duke disguised as before.
Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing how hastily you are to depart, I am come to advise you, comfort you and pray with you.
Bar. Friar, not [I: I] have been drinking hard all night, IV. 3
50 and I will have more time to prepare me, or they shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not consent to die this day, that’s certain.
Duke. O, sir, you must: and therefore I beseech you
Look forward on the journey you shall go.
55 Bar. I swear I will not die to-day for any man’s persuasion.
Duke. But [hear] you.