against thunder, and enchantment; and was given me by a great man
in Russia, as an especial prized present; and constantly affirm'd
to be the hat that accompanied the politic Ulysses in his tedious
and ten years' travels.

ASO. By Jove, I will not depart withal, whosoever would give me a
million.

ENTER COS AND PROSAITES.

COS. Save you sweet bloods! does any of you want a creature, or a
dependent?

CRI. Beshrew me, a fine blunt slave!

AMO. A page of good timber! it will now be my grace to entertain
him first, though I cashier him again in private. -- How art thou
call'd?

COS. Cos, sir, Cos.

CRI. Cos! how happily hath fortune furnish'd him with a whetstone?

AMO. I do entertain you, Cos; conceal your quality till we be
private; if your parts be worthy of me, I will countenance you; if
not, catechise you. -- Gentles, shall we go?

ASO. Stay, sir: I'll but entertain this other fellow, and then --
I have a great humour to taste of this water too, but I'll come
again alone for that -- mark the place. -- What's your name, youth?