Pericles, Prince of Tyre

Mitylene.A Street before the Brothel.

Enter, from the brothel, two Gentlemen.

First Gent.Did you ever hear the like?

Sec. Gent.No, nor never shall do in such a place as this, she being once gone.

First Gent.But to have divinity preached there! did you ever dream of such a thing?

Sec. Gent.No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-houses. Shall’s go hear the vestals sing?

First Gent.I’ll do any thing now that is virtuous; but I am out of the road of rutting for ever.[Exeunt.