HOST:
I've thought upon 't; and cannot tell which way
Ought I can say now should advance the play;
For plays are either good or bad: the good,
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If they do beg, beg to be understood;
And, in good faith, that has as bold a sound,
As if a beggar should ask twenty pound.
Men have it not about them:
Then, gentlemen, if rightly understood,
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The bad do need less prologue than the good;
For, if it chance the plot be lame or blind,
Ill-clothed, deformed throughout, it needs must find
Compassion. It is a beggar without art,
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But it falls out in pennyworths of wit,
As in all bargains else—men ever get
All they can in; will have London measure,
A handful over in their very pleasure.
And now ye have 't, he could not well deny 'e,
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And I dare swear he's scarce a saver by ye.