--Give out in some bursse or congregation
Among the multitude _Philautus_[271] death.
Let all the customarie rights of funerall,
His knell or what else, be solemnly observed.
Ile take order for his winding sheete,
And further, to furnish it with further suertie,
Ile have a potion that for twentie houres
Shall quench the motion of his breath. Goe, spread,
Let me alone to effect it.
_Gra_. Ile sow it, I warrant thee; thou talkst of bursse,--I have a way
worth ten on't, ile first give it out in my Barbers shop, then at my
ordinarie, and that's as good as abroad; and as I cross _Tiber_ my
waterman shall attach it, heele send it away with the tide, then let it
come out to an Oyster wenches eare, and sheele crie it up and down the
streetes.
_Acut_. Let's first secure him from eyes, and at night he shall be
portered to our chamber; so, now away.
_Grac_. Oh a couple that would spred rarely,[272] lets give it for loves
sake.
_Enter Hostis and Cittizens wife_.
_Acut_. Call, call.
_Grac_. Hem, hem.
_Citty wife_. A pox on your hemmings, do you think we care for your
hemmings?
_Hostis_.
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