ACT II SCENE V | The same. A street. | |
[Enter SPEED and LAUNCE severally] |
SPEED | Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to Milan! |
LAUNCE | Forswear not thyself, sweet youth, for I am not |
| welcome. I reckon this always, that a man is never |
| undone till he be hanged, nor never welcome to a |
| place till some certain shot be paid and the hostess | 5 |
| say 'Welcome!' |
SPEED | Come on, you madcap, I'll to the alehouse with you |
| presently; where, for one shot of five pence, thou |
| shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how |
| did thy master part with Madam Julia? | 10 |
LAUNCE | Marry, after they closed in earnest, they parted very |
| fairly in jest. |
SPEED | But shall she marry him? |
LAUNCE | No. |
SPEED | How then? shall he marry her? | 15 |
LAUNCE | No, neither. |
SPEED | What, are they broken? |
LAUNCE | No, they are both as whole as a fish. |
SPEED | Why, then, how stands the matter with them? |
LAUNCE | Marry, thus: when it stands well with him, it | 20 |
| stands well with her. |
SPEED | What an ass art thou! I understand thee not. |
LAUNCE | What a block art thou, that thou canst not! My |
| staff understands me. |
SPEED | What thou sayest? | 25 |
LAUNCE | Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean, |
| and my staff understands me. |
SPEED | It stands under thee, indeed. |
LAUNCE | Why, stand-under and under-stand is all one. |
SPEED | But tell me true, will't be a match? | 30 |
LAUNCE | Ask my dog: if he say ay, it will! if he say no, |
| it will; if he shake his tail and say nothing, it will. |
SPEED | The conclusion is then that it will. |
LAUNCE | Thou shalt never get such a secret from me but by a parable. |
SPEED | 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, how sayest | 35 |
| thou, that my master is become a notable lover? |
LAUNCE | I never knew him otherwise. |
SPEED | Than how? |
LAUNCE | A notable lubber, as thou reportest him to be. |
SPEED | Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest me. | 40 |
LAUNCE | Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy master. |
SPEED | I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover. |
LAUNCE | Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself |
| in love. If thou wilt, go with me to the alehouse; |
| if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the | 45 |
| name of a Christian. |
SPEED | Why? |
LAUNCE | Because thou hast not so much charity in thee as to |
| go to the ale with a Christian. Wilt thou go? |
SPEED | At thy service. | 50 |
[Exeunt] |