Me thinks you should rather hearken to your soules health.
PED. Why, sirra hangman, I take it that that is good for
the body is likewise good for the soule: and it may be in
that box is balme for both.
HANG. Wel, thou art euen the meriest peece of mans
flesh that ere gronde at my office-doore.
PED. Is your roaguery become an office, with a knaues
name?
HANG. I, and that shall all they witnes that see you seale
it with a theeues name.
PED. I prithee, request this good company to pray [for]
me.
HANG. I, mary, sir, this is a good motion! My maisters,
you see heers a good fellow.
PED. Nay, nay, now I remember me, let them alone till
some other time; for now I haue no great need.
HIERO. I haue not seen a wretch so impudent.
O monstrous times where murders are so light,
And where the soule that should be shrinde in heauen
Solelie delights in interdicted things,
Still wandring in the thornie passages
That intercepts it-selfe of hapines!
Murder? O bloudy monster! God forbid
A fault so foule should scape vnpunished!
Dispatch and see this execution done;
This makes me to remember thee, my sonne.
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