Scena Secunda.
'Tis better as it is.
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'Tis better as it is.
By Ianus, I thinke no.
What is the matter, thinke you?
Aunciant, what makes he heere?
I do not vnderstand.
He's married.
To who?
Marry to — Come Captaine, will you go?
Haue with you.
Here comes another Troope to seeke for you.
Holla, stand there.
Signior, it is the Moore.
Downe with him, Theefe.
You, Rodorigoc? Cme Sir, I am for you.
Keepe vp your bright Swords, for the dew will rust them. Good Signior, you shall more command with yeares, then with your Weapons.