With sublime preparations: then 'tis the highest
Leachery to dye, and, next to that, to be in prison.
Guard.
Troth, Master, methinks you make very light on't.
If I were sure there were good Drink i'th' other World,
I did not care if I were dead too.
Triv.
Why dost thou doubt it, man? They say every thing is more plentiful there, than here; and all Men are alike, and no poor.
Guard.
Oh Lord, Master, how can you tell?
Triv.
Why, there are several that have staid in the other World a little time: as some that have been in long Swoons, Apoplexies, and praeternatural Sleeps; others, that have been halfe-hang'd, cut down again, and recover'd. The other world, they say, is just such another place, as the Countreys of Ame∣rica, Brazile, Mexico and Peru: there are few that venture to go there, but such as can live here no longer; but, when they come thither, they find every thing so good there, that they never think of coming back again.
Guard.
Oh Lord, what would I give to speak with one of those Men that have been in the other World!
Triv.
This fellow's deadly simple, and drunk to boot.
Aside.
Why, thou shalt speak with one presently. I'm a dying man, thou know'st, and if I were hang'd out-right now, 'twere but some hours sooner; and a toy takes me i' th'head, to have thee put my Garter about my neck, and half hang me, that I may see what the other World is, we're going to: but be sure you leave pulling when I make signs to give o're.
Guard.
Oh that would be fine, and pleasant, indeed, if I did not hurt you. But, Master, if I should hang you in good earnest, I should be hang'd for you.
Triv.
Oh, never fear that. Here, take my Garter, make a running knot, and on with it.
(Guard puts it on.)
Now ac∣cording to the laudable custom of Malefactors, will I give this wicked World a short exhortation.
Guard.
Oh, pray Master, do.
Triv.
Good People, I am come hither to be a spectacle to Men and Angels, Criticks, and Devils; I am to pay a debt to Nature, which she has made over to a greedy Huswife call'd Fortune,