Here we have one head

Upon two bodies — your two-headed bullock

Is but an ass¹ to such a prodigy².

These two have but one meaning, thought, and counsel:

And when the single noddle has spoke³ out,

The four legs scrape assent⁴ to it.

OLD PLAY.

In the goodly form of the honest Mayor, there was a bustling⁵ mixture of importance and embarrassment⁶, like the deportment of a man who was conscious that he had an important part to act, if he could but exactly discover what that part was. But both were mingled⁷ with much pleasure at seeing Everard, and he frequently repeated his welcomes and all-hails before he could be brought to attend to what that gentleman said in reply.

“Good, worthy⁸ Colonel, you are indeed a desirable sight to Woodstock at all times, being, as I may say, almost our townsman, as you have dwelt so much and so long at the palace. Truly, the matter begins almost to pass my wit, though I have transacted⁹ the affairs of this borough¹⁰ for many a long day; and you are come to my assistance like, like”—

“Tanquam Deus ex machina, as the Ethnic¹¹ poet hath it,” said Master Holdenough, “although I do not often quote from such books. — Indeed, Master Markham Everard — or worthy Colonel, as I ought rather to say — you are simply the most welcome man who has come to Woodstock since the days of old King

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