The Tenth SCENE of the Third ACT.
Polla finds Cupes with a Victualler singing a Song of her and laughing at her, she soundly beats them both and the Fidlers that were in the room; she throws down on the ground the Capons, Pheasants, and much other good cheer, she poures out all the wine, and having got the Key of her House, she throwes Rosabella out of dores for a whore, who poor wretch knows not whither to go.
OH happy Holy day—Things answering my expecta∣tion so successively, I have bought much good Cheer, I have hired Fidlers to make me more merry; But why are they not come yet? O my Priests, these sacrifices you offer, these Wine and Capons are very acceptable to me your God. O you Ca∣pons, Pheasants, and Partridges, how do I love and honour you? you are of the Nobility of Birds? how richly, how magnificently are you cloathed? how greedily do I wait upon you? as for Ducks and Geese, and such kind of Fowl they are clownish and rustical I care not for them.
I have found him at last. Hay day— what a Banket hath