She, I'll swear, hath corns; [am I come near ye now?]—
[Welcome, gentlemen!] I have seen the day
That I have worn a visor and could tell
A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear,
Such as would please; 'tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone.—
You are welcome, gentlemen!—Come, musicians, play.—
[A hall, a hall!] give room! and foot it, girls.— [Music plays, and they dance.
More light, you knaves; and [turn the tables up],
And quench [the fire], the room is grown too hot.—
Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes well.—