Your Will hath passed another longe day at the
theatre, gentles. It didst seem this day as if no one thinge wouldst
work to its task. The actors fumbl'd lines, the lever for the stage
wouldst not budge, and the pounding of hammers in the lodge nearbie
didst make mine head pound. I gather thee have seen suche days as well,
though I wish they be few for thee.