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for 't. Knock. Knock, knock! Who's there

i' the other devil's name! Faith, here's an

equivocator, that could swear in both the

scales against either scale; who committed

treason enough for God's sake, yet could not

equivocate to heaven: O! come in, equivocator.

Knock. Knock, knock, knock! Who's there?

Faith, here's an English tailor come hither

for stealing out of a French hose: come in,

tailor; here you may roast your goose. Knock.

Knock, knock; never at quiet! What are you?

But this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-

porter it no further: I had thought to have let

in some of all professions, that go the prim-

rose way to the everlasting bonfire. Knock.

Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.

[Opens the gate.]

Macd. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,

That you do lie so late?

Port. Faith, sir, we were carousing till the

second cock; and drink, sir, is a great provoker

of three things.

Macd. What three things does drink espe-

cially provoke?

Port. Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and

urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unpro-

vokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away

the performance. Therefore much drink may

be said to be an equivocator with lechery; it

makes him, and it mars him; it sets him on,

and it takes him off; it persuades him, and dis-

 10 equivocator; ''cf. n.''

17 goose: tailor's flatiron

