If he were that which now he’s [like, that’s dead;]
[Whom I, with] this obedient steel, three inches of it,
II. 1. 275 Can lay to bed for ever; [whiles] you, doing thus,
To the perpetual wink for aye might put
This ancient [morsel], this Sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest,
They’ll take suggestion as a cat laps milk;
280 They’ll tell the clock to any [business that]
Seb.