Know't,
It will let in and out the Enemy,
With bag and baggage: many thousand on's
Haue the Disease, and feele't not. How now Boy?
Mam. I am like you say
Leo. Why, that's some comfort.
What? Camillo there?
Cam. I, my good Lord
Leo. Goe play (Mamillius) thou'rt an honest man:
Camillo, this great Sir will yet stay longer
Cam. You had much adoe to make his Anchor hold,
When you cast out, it still came home
Leo. Didst note it?
Cam. He would not stay at your Petitions, made
His Businesse more materiall
Leo. Didst perceiue it?
They're here with me already; whisp'ring, rounding:
Sicilia is a so-forth: 'tis farre gone,
When I shall gust it last. How cam't (Camillo)
That he did stay?
Cam. At the good Queenes entreatie
Leo. At the Queenes be't: Good should be pertinent,
But so it is, it is not. Was this taken
By any vnderstanding Pate but thine?
For thy Conceit is soaking, will draw in
More then the common Blocks. Not noted, is't,
But of the finer Natures? by some Seueralls
Of Head-peece extraordinarie? Lower Messes
Perchance are to this Businesse purblind? say
Cam. Businesse, my Lord? I thinke most vnderstand
Bohemia stayes here longer
Leo. Ha?
Cam. Stayes here longer
Leo. I, but why?
Cam. To satisfie your Highnesse, and the Entreaties
Of our most gracious Mistresse
Leo. Satisfie?
Th' entreaties of your Mistresse? Satisfie?
Let that suffice.
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