How now, what lack you? What, my old guests,

welcome.

Who's this, that stands so solemnly by himself?

What, my old guest?

Ay, there's no doubt of that, for me thinks you make

no haste to wipe it out.

You shall presently. Look up into th'hall there, ho! Exit.

O monstrous! Eat a whole load of hay?

O, brave Doctor!