May we do so?
You know it is the feast of Lupercal.

Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home?
What tributaries follow him to Rome,
To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels?
You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft
Have you climb ...

What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou saucy fellow!

What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?

But what trade art thou? answer me directly.

Where is thy leather apron and thy rule?
What dost thou with thy best apparel on?
You, sir, what trade are you?