That you are rogues,
And mischievous base rascalls, (there's the point now)
I take it, is confess'd.
_Prig._ Deny it if you dare knaves.
_Boors._ We are Rogues Sir.
_Hig._ To amplify the matter then, rogues as ye are,
And lamb'd ye shall be e're we leave ye.
_Boors._ Yes Sir.
_Hig._ And to the open handling of our justice,
Why did ye this upon the proper person
Of our good Master? were you drunk when you did it?
_Boors._ Yes indeed were we.
_Prig._ You shall be beaten sober.
_Hig._ Was it for want you undertook it?
_Boors._ Yes Sir.
_Hig._ You shall be swing'd abundantly.
_Prig._ And yet for all that,
You shall be poor rogues still.
_Hig._ Has not the Gentleman,
Pray mark this point Brother _Prig_, that noble Gentleman
Reliev'd ye often, found ye means to live by,
By imploying some at Sea, some here, some there;
According to your callings?
_Boors._ 'Tis most true Sir.
_Hig._ Is not the man, an honest man?
_Boors._ Yes truly.
_Hig._ A liberal Gentleman? and as ye are true rascals
Tell me but this, have ye not been drunk, and often,
At his charge?
_Boors.
Pages:
38
39
40
41
42
43
44
45
46
47
48
49
50
51
52
53
54
55
56
57
58
59
60
61
62