I'll discourse,
An't be but only, sir, to bring you asleep,
How we did spend our time and loves together,
For some six years.
VOLP: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
LADY P: For we were coaetanei, and brought up--
VOLP: Some power, some fate, some fortune rescue me!
[ENTER MOSCA.]
MOS: God save you, madam!
LADY P: Good sir.
VOLP: Mosca? welcome,
Welcome to my redemption.
MOS: Why, sir?
VOLP: Oh,
Rid me of this my torture, quickly, there;
My madam, with the everlasting voice:
The bells, in time of pestilence, ne'er made
Like noise, or were in that perpetual motion!
The Cock-pit comes not near it. All my house,
But now, steam'd like a bath with her thick breath.
A lawyer could not have been heard; nor scarce
Another woman, such a hail of words
She has let fall. For hell's sake, rid her hence.
MOS: Has she presented?
VOLP: O, I do not care;
I'll take her absence, upon any price,
With any loss.
MOS: Madam--
LADY P: I have brought your patron
A toy, a cap here, of mine own work.
MOS: 'Tis well.
I had forgot to tell you, I saw your knight,
Where you would little think it.
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