+Des.+ No; nor all the squadrons hell can spare To aid them--though her brother led them on, And you brought up the rear!
+Des.+ Pish! the meanest thought Claudilla Pleases to bestow here (under this humble guard) Must be without the affright (my lord) of all the Dangers in his muster, stare they like giants On me, and in armies. As for Cleara, If she held flattering glasses to her thoughts Which render'd 'em wide and airy, they must not forfeit Me. You may deserve her better. I'll not start, sir, A scruple from his demands and yours. Expect it, And so farewell. [_Going off._
+Pir.+ Shall? It must not so tamely be thought on.
+Pir.+ No; but look on't with so much soul, as I think't An honour to wear a sword in't.
+Des.+ Go, go hang it in your mistress's chamber! It stinks, sir, of perfume.
+Pir.+ It may, sir (for destiny has many ways to the wood[26]), Cut your throat; and then I'll give't your footboy.
+Des.+ My throat, Pirez! that saucy thought has Ruin'd thee. [_Fight._
+De L.+ My lord, y'are hurt. [_To +Pirez+._
+Samp.+ Command your passion; see how the common herd Come gazing in. Do not become their talk And wonder. Noble Dessandro! put up, my lord! Thank ye. [_They part._
+De L.+ Sir, my lord duke sent me to tell you He expects your company.
+Des.+ I wait on him. [_To +Pirez+._] Bid the ladies tear Their clean smocks to wrap you in.
+1st T.+ Was not I about to tell you so? They would be afraid of true men, when we came.
+2d T.+ By'r lady; but that mun not serve their turns; for we must know flatly which was plantan and which defendam,[27] or we shall discharge but a sorry conscience to the king's justice.
+1st T.+ I'll take my oath upon the corporal Bible, I saw two glittering swords run a tilt, and two to that, if need be.
+2d T.+ Neighbours, I cannot tell; we are old men, or should be at least; some of us have lived threescore years and upwards in a parish, as they say; I name nobody; and therefore it is good to be sure, and make all our tales _bonum fidrum_: for we are not all one man's children. And yet, if I be not mistaken, I am sure I saw three more, and glittering ones indeed, as you call them. God bless every good man and woman from the like! They e'en yearned my heart; and yet, by my fay, I am a hundred and two, come the time.