1 He can come no other way but by this hedge-corner. 2 When you sally upon him, speak what terrible 3 language you will: though you understand it not 4 yourselves, no matter; for we must not seem to 5 understand him, unless some one among us whom we 6 must produce for an interpreter.
First Soldier
7 Good captain, let me be the interpreter.
Second Lord
8 Art not acquainted with him? knows he not thy voice?
First Soldier
9 No, sir, I warrant you.
Second Lord
10 But what linsey-woolsey hast thou to speak to us again?
First Soldier
11 E'en such as you speak to me.
Second Lord
12 He must think us some band of strangers i' the 13 adversary's entertainment. Now he hath a smack of 14 all neighbouring languages; therefore we must every 15 one be a man of his own fancy, not to know what we 16 speak one to another; so we seem to know, is to 17 know straight our purpose: choughs' language, 18 gabble enough, and good enough. As for you, 19 interpreter, you must seem very politic. But couch, 20 ho! here he comes, to beguile two hours in a sleep, 21 and then to return and swear the lies he forges.
Enter PAROLLES
PAROLLES
22 Ten o'clock: within these three hours 'twill be 23 time enough to go home. What shall I say I have 24 done? It must be a very plausive invention that 25 carries it: they begin to smoke me; and disgraces 26 have of late knocked too often at my door. I find 27 my tongue is too foolhardy; but my heart hath the 28 fear of Mars before it and of his creatures, not 29 daring the reports of my tongue.
Second Lord
30 This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue 31 was guilty of.
PAROLLES
32 What the devil should move me to undertake the 33 recovery of this drum, being not ignorant of the 34 impossibility, and knowing I had no such purpose? I 35 must give myself some hurts, and say I got them in 36 exploit: yet slight ones will not carry it; they 37 will say, 'Came you off with so little?' and great 38 ones I dare not give. Wherefore, what's the 39 instance? Tongue, I must put you into a 40 butter-woman's mouth and buy myself another of 41 Bajazet's mule, if you prattle me into these perils.
Second Lord
42 Is it possible he should know what he is, and be 43 that he is?
PAROLLES
44 I would the cutting of my garments would serve the 45 turn, or the breaking of my Spanish sword.
Second Lord
46 We cannot afford you so.
PAROLLES
47 Or the baring of my beard; and to say it was in 48 stratagem.
Second Lord
49 'Twould not do.
PAROLLES
50 Or to drown my clothes, and say I was stripped.
Second Lord
51 Hardly serve.
PAROLLES
52 Though I swore I leaped from the window of the citadel.
Second Lord
53 How deep?
PAROLLES
54 Thirty fathom.
Second Lord
55 Three great oaths would scarce make that be believed.
PAROLLES
56 I would I had any drum of the enemy's: I would swear 57 I recovered it.
Second Lord
58 You shall hear one anon.
PAROLLES
59 A drum now of the enemy's,--
Alarum within
Second Lord
60 Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo.
All
61 Cargo, cargo, cargo, villiando par corbo, cargo.
PAROLLES
62 O, ransom, ransom! do not hide mine eyes.
They seize and blindfold him
First Soldier
63 Boskos thromuldo boskos.
PAROLLES
64 I know you are the Muskos' regiment: 65 And I shall lose my life for want of language; 66 If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch, 67 Italian, or French, let him speak to me; I'll 68 Discover that which shall undo the Florentine.
First Soldier
69 Boskos vauvado: I understand thee, and can speak 70 thy tongue. Kerely bonto, sir, betake thee to thy 71 faith, for seventeen poniards are at thy bosom.
PAROLLES
72 O!
First Soldier
73 O, pray, pray, pray! Manka revania dulche.
Second Lord
74 Oscorbidulchos volivorco.
First Soldier
75 The general is content to spare thee yet; 76 And, hoodwink'd as thou art, will lead thee on 77 To gather from thee: haply thou mayst inform 78 Something to save thy life.
PAROLLES
79 O, let me live! 80 And all the secrets of our camp I'll show, 81 Their force, their purposes; nay, I'll speak that 82 Which you will wonder at.
First Soldier
83 But wilt thou faithfully?
PAROLLES
84 If I do not, damn me.
First Soldier
85 Acordo linta. 86 Come on; thou art granted space.
Exit, with PAROLLES guarded. A short alarum within
Second Lord
87 Go, tell the Count Rousillon, and my brother, 88 We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled 89 Till we do hear from them.
Second Soldier
90 Captain, I will.
Second Lord
91 A' will betray us all unto ourselves: 92 Inform on that.
Second Soldier
93 So I will, sir.
Second Lord
94 Till then I'll keep him dark and safely lock'd.