Speeches (Lines) for SECOND COUNTRYMAN in "The Two Noble Kinsmen"

FIRST COUNTRYMAN. My masters, I'll be there, that's certain.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. And I'll be there.

FIRST COUNTRYMAN. I am sure to have my wife as jealous
as a turkey, but that's all one. I'll go through;
let her mumble.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Clap her aboard tomorrow night
and stow her, and all's made up again.

THIRD COUNTRYMAN. Arcas will be there.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. And Sennois and Rycas; and
three better lads ne'er danced under green tree.
And you know what wenches, ha! But will the
dainty domine, the Schoolmaster, keep touch, do
you think? For he does all, you know.

FOURTH COUNTRYMAN. O pardon me.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. By any means; our thing of learning
says so--where he himself will edify the Duke
most parlously in our behalfs. He's excellent i' th'
woods; bring him to th' plains, his learning makes no cry.

THIRD COUNTRYMAN. To the games, my friend.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Where were you bred, you know it not?

ARCITE. What pastimes are they?

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Wrestling and running.--'Tis a pretty fellow.

FIRST COUNTRYMAN. [aside to the others]
My mind misgives
me. This fellow has a vengeance trick o' th'
hip. Mark how his body's made for 't.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. [aside to the others]
I'll be
hanged, though, if he dare venture. Hang him,
plum porridge! He wrestle? He roast eggs! Come,
let's be gone, lads.

[The four exit.]

FIRST COUNTRYMAN. And sweetly we will do it, Master Gerald.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Draw up the company. Where's the taborer?

FOURTH COUNTRYMAN. Here's Fritz and Maudlin.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbary.

SCHOOLMASTER. We have, as learned authors utter,
washed a tile; we have been fatuus and labored vainly.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. This is that scornful piece, that
scurvy hilding that gave her promise faithfully she
would be here--Cicely, the sempster's daughter.
The next gloves that I give her shall be dogskin;
nay, an she fail me once--you can tell, Arcas, she
swore by wine and bread she would not break.

SCHOOLMASTER. Go, take her, and fluently persuade her
to a peace. Et opus exegi, quod nec Iovis ira, nec
ignis. Strike up, and lead her in.

SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Come, lass, let's trip it.