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The Same. A Public Place. | |
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Enter CLOTEN and two Lords. | |
| First Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the violence of action hath made you reek as a sacrifice. Where air comes out, air comes in; there’s none abroad so wholesome as that you vent. | |
| Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. Have I hurt him? | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] No faith; not so much as his patience. | 5 |
| First Lord. Hurt him! his body’s a passable carcass if he be not hurt; it is a throughfare for steel if it be not hurt. | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] His steel was in debt; it went o’ the backside the town. | |
| Clo. The villain would not stand me. | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] No; but he fled forward still, toward your face. | |
| First Lord. Stand you! You have land enough of your own; but he added to your having, gave you some ground. | 10 |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies! | |
| Clo. I would they had not come between us. | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] So would I till you had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground. | |
| Clo. And that she should love this fellow and refuse me! | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] If it be a sin to make a true election, she is damned. | 15 |
| First Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go not together; she’s a good sign, but I have seen small reflection of her wit. | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection should hurt her. | |
| Clo. Come, I’ll to my chamber. Would there had been some hurt done! | |
| Sec. Lord. [Aside.] I wish not so; unless it had been the fall of an ass, which is no great hurt. | |
| Clo. You’ll go with us? | 20 |
| First Lord. I’ll attend your lordship. | |
| Clo. Nay, come, let’s go together. | |
| Sec. Lord. Well, my lord. [Exeunt. | |
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