Porter : Here's a knocking indeed! If aman were porter of hell-gate, he should haveold turning the key.Knocking within

Knock,knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name ofBeelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hangedhimself on the expectation of plenty: come intime; have napkins enow about you; hereyou'll sweat for't.

Knocking withinKnock,knock! Who's there, in the other devil'sname? Faith, here's an equivocator, that couldswear in both the scales against either scale;who committed treason enough for God's sake,yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, comein, equivocator.

Knocking withinKnock,knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's anEnglish tailor come hither, for stealing out ofa French hose: come in, tailor; here you mayroast your goose.

Knocking withinKnock,knock; never at quiet! What are you? Butthis place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porterit no further: I had thought to have let insome of all professions that go the primroseway to the everlasting bonfire.

Knocking withinAnon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.Opens the gate