Pericles Prince of Tyre.
Mari.Thou sayst true, yfaith, so they must, for your Bride goes to that with shame, which is her way to goe with warrant.
Boult.Faith some doe, and some doe not, but Mistresse if I haue bargaind for the ioynt.
Baud.Thou maist cut a morsell off the spit.
Boult.I may so.
Bawd.Who should denie it?
Come young one, I like the manner of your garments well.
Come young one, I like the manner of your garments well.
Boult.I by my faith, they shall not be changd yet.
Baud.Boult, spend thou that in the towne: report what a soiourner we haue, youle loose nothing by custome. When Nature framde this peece, shee meant thee a good turne, therefore say what a parragon she is, and thou hast the haruest out of thine owne report.
Boult.I warrant you Mistresse, thunder shall not so awake the beds of Eeles, as my giuing out her beautie stirs vp the lewdly enclined, Ile bring home some to night.
Baud.Come your wayes, follow me.
Mari.If fires be hote, kniues sharpe, or waters deepe,
Vntide I still my virgin knot will keepe.
Diana ayde my purpose.
Vntide I still my virgin knot will keepe.
Diana ayde my purpose.
Baud.What haue we to doe with Diana, pray you will you goe with vs?
Exit.
Enter Cleon, and Dioniza.
Dion.Why ere you foolish, can it be vndone?
Cleon.O Dioniza, such a peece of slaughter,
The Sunne and Moone nere lookt vpon.
The Sunne and Moone nere lookt vpon.
Dion.I thinke youle turne a chidle agen.
Cle-
