2 Forswear not thyself, sweet youth, for I am not 3 welcome. I reckon this always, that a man is never 4 undone till he be hanged, nor never welcome to a 5 place till some certain shot be paid and the hostess 6 say 'Welcome!'
SPEED
7 Come on, you madcap, I'll to the alehouse with you 8 presently; where, for one shot of five pence, thou 9 shalt have five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how 10 did thy master part with Madam Julia?
LAUNCE
11 Marry, after they closed in earnest, they parted very 12 fairly in jest.
SPEED
13 But shall she marry him?
LAUNCE
14 No.
SPEED
15 How then? shall he marry her?
LAUNCE
16 No, neither.
SPEED
17 What, are they broken?
LAUNCE
18 No, they are both as whole as a fish.
SPEED
19 Why, then, how stands the matter with them?
LAUNCE
20 Marry, thus: when it stands well with him, it 21 stands well with her.
SPEED
22 What an ass art thou! I understand thee not.
LAUNCE
23 What a block art thou, that thou canst not! My 24 staff understands me.
SPEED
25 What thou sayest?
LAUNCE
26 Ay, and what I do too: look thee, I'll but lean, 27 and my staff understands me.
SPEED
28 It stands under thee, indeed.
LAUNCE
29 Why, stand-under and under-stand is all one.
SPEED
30 But tell me true, will't be a match?
LAUNCE
31 Ask my dog: if he say ay, it will! if he say no, 32 it will; if he shake his tail and say nothing, it will.
SPEED
33 The conclusion is then that it will.
LAUNCE
34 Thou shalt never get such a secret from me but by a parable.
SPEED
35 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Launce, how sayest 36 thou, that my master is become a notable lover?
LAUNCE
37 I never knew him otherwise.
SPEED
38 Than how?
LAUNCE
39 A notable lubber, as thou reportest him to be.
SPEED
40 Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistakest me.
LAUNCE
41 Why, fool, I meant not thee; I meant thy master.
SPEED
42 I tell thee, my master is become a hot lover.
LAUNCE
43 Why, I tell thee, I care not though he burn himself 44 in love. If thou wilt, go with me to the alehouse; 45 if not, thou art an Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the 46 name of a Christian.
SPEED
47 Why?
LAUNCE
48 Because thou hast not so much charity in thee as to 49 go to the ale with a Christian. Wilt thou go?