Act 4, Scene I
Scene: A Street.
Enter JASPER and Boy.
- There, boy, deliver this; but do it well.
Hast thou provided me four lusty fellows,
[Gives a letter.
Able to carry me? and art thou perfect
In all thy business?
- Sir, you need not fear;
I have my lesson here, and cannot miss it:
The men are ready for you, and what else
Pertains to this employment.
- There, my boy;
Take it, but buy no land.
- Faith, sir 'twere rare
To see so young a purchaser. I fly,
And on my wings carry your destiny.
- Go, and be happy! [Exit Boy.]Now, my latest hope,
Forsake me not, but fling thy anchor out,
And let it hold! Stand fixed, thou rolling stone,
Till I enjoy my dearest! Hear me, all
You powers, that rule in men, celestial!
- Go thy ways; thou art as crooked a sprig as ever
grew in London. I warrant him, he'll come to some
naughty end or other; for his looks say no less: besides,
his father (you know, George) is none of the best; you
heard him take me up like a flirt-gill, and sing bawdy
songs upon me; but, i'faith, if I live, George,
- Let me alone, sweetheart: I have a trick in my head
shall lodge him in the Arches for one year, and make
him sing peccavi ere I leave him; and yet lie shall never
know who hurt him neither.
- Do, my good George, do!
- What shall we have Ralph do now, boy?
- You shall have what you will, sir.
- Why, so, sir; go and fetch me him then, and let the
Sophy of Persia come and christen him a child.
- Believe me, sir, that will not do so well; 'tis stale; it
has been had before at the Red Bull.
- George, let Ralph travel over great hills, and let him
be very weary, and come to the King of Cracovia's house,
covered with black velvet; and there let the king's
daughter stand in her window, all in beaten gold, combing
her golden locks with a comb of ivory; and let her
spy Ralph, and fall in love with him, and come down to
him, and carry him into her father's house; and then
let Ralph talk with her.
- Well said, Nell; it shall be so.Boy, let's ha't done quickly.
- Sir, if you will imagine all this to be done already, you
shall hear them talk together; but we cannot present
a house covered with black velvet, and a lady in beaten
- Sir boy, let's ha't as you can, then.
- Beside's, it will show ill-favouredly to have a grocer's
prentice to court a king's daughter.
- Will it so, sir? you are well read in histories! I pray
you, what was Sir Dagonet? was not he prentice to a
grocer in London? Read the play of The Four
Prentices of London, where they toss their pikes so.
I pray you, fetch him in, sir, fetch him in.
- It shall be done.It is not our fault, gentlemen.
- Now we shall see fine doings, I warrant ye, George.]