BARNARDINE.
You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am not fitted for’t.
POMPEY.
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.
Enter Duke.
ABHORSON.
Look you, sir, here comes your ghostly father. Do we jest now, think you?
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.
BARNARDINE.
Friar, not I. I have been drinking hard all night, 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.
BARNARDINE.
I swear I will not die today for any man’s persuasion.
DUKE.
But hear you—
BARNARDINE.
Not a word. If you have anything to say to me, come to my ward, for thence will not I today.