And where the name of Souldier has been heard of
Be sure thou live not: to some hungry desert
Where thou canst meet with nothing but thy conscience,
And that in all the shapes of all thy vill[anie]s
Attend thee still, where bruit Beasts will abhor thee,
And even the Sun will shame to give thee light,
Goe hide thy head: or if thou think'st it fitter
Goe hang thy self.

_Dol._ Hark to that clause.

_Sce._ And that speedily,
That nature may be eas'd of such a Monster. [_Exit._

_Sep._ Yet all this moves not me: nor reflects on me:
I keep my gold still, and my confidence,
Their want of breeding makes these fellows murmur,
Rude valors, so I let 'em pass; rude honours:
There is a wench yet, that I know, affects me
And company for a King: a young plump villain,
That when she sees this gold, she'l leap upon me.

_Enter_ Eros.

And here she comes: I am sure of her at midnight,
My pretty _Eros_ welcom.

_Eros_. I have business.

_Sep._ Above my love, thou canst not.