SCENE II. The parkFrom the shooting within, enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL
NATHANIEL. Very reverent sport, truly; and done in the testimony of
a good conscience.
HOLOFERNES. The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe as
the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in the ear of caelo,
the sky, the welkin, the heaven; and anon falleth like a crab on
the face of terra, the soil, the land, the earth.
NATHANIEL. Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
varied, like a scholar at the least; but, sir, I assure ye it was
a buck of the first head.
HOLOFERNES. Sir Nathaniel, haud credo.
DULL. 'Twas not a haud credo; 'twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNES. Most barbarous intimation! yet a kind of insinuation,
as it were, in via, in way, of explication; facere, as it were
