for 't. Knock. Knock, knock! Who's there 8
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 12
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, 16
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- 20
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. 24
Enter Macduff and Lennox.
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. 29
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 35
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
