BACURIUS

My Lord I know't, she is my prisoner From you committed; yet she is a woman, And so I keep her safe: you will not urge me To keep her close, I shall not shame to say I sorrow for her. My Lo worser Protector, they say there are diverse Letters come from Armenia that Bessus has done good service, and brought again a day by his particular valour: received you any to that effect? Ime sorry fort, not that the day was won, but that it won by him; we held him here a coward, he did me wrong once, at which I laughed, and so did all the world: for, nor I, nor any other held time worth my Sword. Madam, be wise hereafter: I am glad I have lost this Office. I fear yet this fellow's abused with a good report. I dare be sworn thou dost. Oh Captain Bessus, I thank you, I would speak with you anon. Madam, I'll take my leave too: Sir, you must pardon us, we must obey. Come Sir. Madam, this Office grieves me. Now Captain Bessus, I come about a frivolous mat ter, caused by as idle a report: you know you were a coward. And wronged me. But now people will call you valiant, desertlesly I think yet for their satisfaction, I will have you fight with me. Tell not me of your engagements, Captain Bessus; it is not to be put off with and excuse: for my own partly, I am none of the multitude that believe your conversion from coward. Who then pray? Right. I prithee leave these cheating tricks, I swear thou shalt fight with me, or thou shalt be beat extremely, and kicked. Your leg, why what ails your leg? I'll do a cure on you, stand up. What dost thou with such a phrase in thy mouth? I will kick thee out of all good words before I leave thee. When thou Wertenberg? confess thy self a coward still, or by this light, I'll beat thee into sponge. Are you so Sir, and why do you wear a sword then? Come, unbuckle, quick. Unbuckle I say, and give it me, or as I live, thy head will ache extremely. I thank you very heartily, sweet Captain farewell. Marry by all means Captain, cherish your self with it, and eat hard good Captain; we cannot tell when there we shall have any more such: A endue deer Captain. Your token I acknowledge, you may pass; There is the King. One of the Princess women Sir. To speak with the Prince Tigranes. From the Princess Sir. It was your own command to bar none from him, Beside the Princess sent her Ring Sir For my warrant. I do not use to lie Sir, 'Tis no way I eat or live by, and I think This is no token Sir. Sir. You never knew me so Sir, I dare speak it, And durst a worse man tell me though my better. That I fear Sir to lose nobly. You may say Sir what you please. Well I am subject to you, and must endure these pass zions. My Lord your authority is good, and I am glad it is so, for my confent would never hinder you from seeing your own King. I am a Minister, but not a governor of this state; yonder is your King, I'll leave you. Three gentlemen without to speak with me? Now fellows, your business, are these the Gentlemen. I am afraid yowl fight then. Sir I am sorry fort. Not that I have beaten you, but beaten one that will be beaten: one whose dull body will require lancing: As surfeits do the diet, spring and full. Stockfish? Now to your swordmen, what come they for good Captain No nor your nature neither, though they are things fitter I confess for any thing, then my remembrance, or any honest men, what shall these billets do, be pilde up in my Woodyard? To swear you are a Coward, spare your Book, I do believe it. That would be a show indeed worth seeing: sirrah be wise and take money for this motion, travel with it, and where the name of Bessus has been known, or a good Cow ard stirring, 'twill yield more then a tilting. This will prove more beneficial to you, if you be thrifty, then your Captainship, and more natural; Men of most valiant hands is this true? You are much bound to your bilbow-men, I am glad you are straight again Captain it good you would think some way to gratify them, they have undergone a la bour for you Bessus, would have puzzeld Hercules, with all his valour. Yet here is something endue, which I as touched in con science will discharge Captain; I'll pay this rend for you. Thats but a cold discharge Sir for their pains. Be not so modest, I will give you something. Something in hand the while; you rogues, you apple squires: do you come hither with your botled valour, your windle froth, to limit out my beatings. You shall, you shall dog, and your fellow beagle. Off with your swords, for if you hurt my foot, I'll have you fleade you rascals. Captain, these are your valiant friends, you long for a little too? Whats that in your pocket slave, my key you mung rell? thy buttocks cannot be so hard, out with't quickly. A friend of mine you rascal, I was never wearier of doing nothing, then kicking these two foote-bals. It comes too late; I am weary, prithee do thou beat um. That I to shall save your bones, up with your rotten regiment, and be gone; I had rather thresh, then be bound to kick these rascals, till they cried hold: Bessus you may put your hand to them now, and then you are quit. Farewell, as you Like this, pray visit me again, 'twill keep me in good breath. Sfoot, what a many of beaten slaves are here? get me a cudgel sirrah, and a tough one. I hope his grace will quit me, for my care Sir.