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In truth Sir Cut. we might have tickled the vam nitie ant, and hour longer if my watch be trustible. God give you good night madams, thank you for my good cheer, weel tickle the vani e ant, no longer with you at this time, but isle ind to your La: to supper at my lodging one of these morning's; and that ere long too, because we are all mortal you know. Nay good Sir Cut. do not aggravate him no more. As I am true mortal Knight, it is most superla tiuely good, this. Nay good knight if your French wood bry le, let im alone, intruth our Ladies are a little too coy and subtle Captain indeed. I detest Sir Cut, I did not think he had been half the quintissence of a choler he is. Yes I'll ensure you Captain, there are many of them truly Emphatical but all your French Ladies are not fat? are they Sir? See here he comes, and my Ladies two pages, they have been tickling the vanity ont yfa that. Oh as clear as can dlelight, by this daylight. Our worships shall attend their Ladyships thither. No it is too far to go to night, weel be up betimes ith morning, and not go to bed at all. But ten miles? what do you talk Captain? I, elay ten pounds its more then ten mile, or twelve either. I'll lay five hundred, to a hundred, Slight I will not be out born with a wager, in that I know, I am sure it was four years agon ten miles thither, and I hope 'tis more now, Slid do not miles grow think you, as well as other Animals. Not we Sir, you are a Captain, and a leader. Wood I might never be mortal Sir C tt: if I rid not after him, till my horse sweat, so that he had never a dry thread on him, & hollod & hollod to him to stay him, till I had thought my fingers ends wood have gone off with hollowings; I'll be sworn to you & yet he ran his way Like a Diogenes, and would never stay for us. Why he is but a lame Jade neither Sir Meyle, we shall soon our'take him I warrant you. But heres all the doubt Sir Cut: if nobo die should catch him now, when he comes at London, some boy or other wood get up oh him and ride him otte into the water to wash him; I'll be sworn I followed one that rid my horse into the Thames, till I was up tooth knees hitherto; and if it had not been for fear of going over shoes, because I am troubled with the rheum, I wood have taught him to wash my horse when he was hot yfath; how now sweet Captain dost feel any in thy pain yet Light Sir Cut, Slight and I had my horse again, theres never a paltry English frost and them all shood make me light. Why Sir Cut I care not if I be not found so I be well but we were justly plaugde, by this hill for fol lowing women thus. Oh God sir, I stud and herd it, as I satith pre sense. Why so Captain, and yet you talk of your great frenchmen, to God little England had never known them I may say. Slydd captain Wood not make one, I'll be sworn, I'll be sworn, they took away a masty dog of mine by commission now, I think on't makes my tears stand in my eyes with grief, I had rather lost the dearest friend that ever I lay withal, in my life be this light, never stir if if he fought not with great Sekerson four hours to one, foremost take up hindmost, and took so many loaves from him, that he starved him presently: So at last the dog cood do no more then a Bear cood do, and the bear being heavy with hunger you know, fell upon the dog, broke his back, and the dog never stirred more. Frenchmen, I, so they did too, but yet and he had not been killed, twood never a greeud me. Welcome sweet Will, good Jack. Wood I might be degraded if I speak a word, I'll tell them I care not for losing my labour. Never stir Sir Cut, if I have ever a groat about me but one three pence. A my mortality the boy knows more then I do of our house. Whats that good Captain. Nay good Sir Cut: you know fools do come into your companies. A my word I have not seen pages have so much wit, hat have never been in France Captain. And let's provide torches for our men to fit at door with all captain. The moon Sir Cut: I scorn the moon i'faith, Slydd sometime a man shall not get her to shine & if he wood give her a couple of Capons, and one of them must be white too, God forgive me I cud never abide her since yesterday, she seru'de me such a trick tother night. Why sir Cut: cause the days be mortal and short now you know, and I love day light well; I thought it went a way faster then it needed, and run after it into Finsbury -fields ith calm evening to see the wind mills go? & even as I was going over a ditch the moon by this light of purpose runs me be hind a cloud, and lets me fallen into the ditch by hea ven. Ill done sir Cut: Slydda man may bear, and bear, but and she have no more good manners, but to make every black slovenly cloud a pearl in her eye I shall never love English moon again, while I live I'll besworne to you. The passingst description of a candle, that ever lived Sir Cut: I dare nsure your Lordship, Truth is truth, & I have herd in France, they speak French as well, as their mother tongue my Lord. Never stir, if it be not a richer Caparison, then my Lord my Cosine wore at tilt, for that was bro dreaded with nothing but moonshine ith the water, and this has Sa ̄ mons in't; by heaven a most edible Capariso ̄ . Be Caparisons odious Sir Cut: what Like flow ers? A botts athat stinking word odorous, I can never hit on't, Oh good my Lord, let him praise you, what so ere it costs your Lordship. By this fire they do my Lord, I have herd am. I know him best my Lord. Why my go worser L rd? he will never be long from us, because we are all mortal you know. And as soon as ever we go to dinner, and supper together, A will come you in amongst us, with his Cloak buttond, lose under his chin. I me Lord buttond lose still, and both the flaps cast oh r before, both his shoulders afore him. Like a potentate My Lord? For all the w rld Like a Potentate S. Cut: you know. All his beard nothing but hai e. Or something else as you say. His Mellons, or his Apricots, Oranges all ways in and unclean hand kerchiffe very cleanly I warrant you my Lord. Then him fine words that he sets them in, con catic ll, a fine Annisseede wench fool upon ticket and so forth. Knoth every man at the table, though he never saw him before, by sighed and then will he fool you so finely my Lord, that he will make your heart ache, till your eyes run over. M. Jack M. Jack; how do you M. William, frolic? Slydd pages, yowl not cheats of our fool will you? Beg me? slight I wood I had known that, to there day, I thought I had met him in Pauls, & he had been any body else but a pillar, I wood have run him through by heaven, beg me? Oh does he praise me, then I commend him. That we will a my word my Lord, and have him too for all this. Dead? Slight that cannot be man, I know he wood would writ to me ont had been so. Oh brave S r come prick up the Ladies: e make my Lord my Cousin speak for me. Gods me, wood I might never be mortal if I do not carty my work with me. Oh rare Sir Cut: we shall eat nutshells. hold belly hold Here my Lord. Yes in sooth madam with your eyes. Why Lady, I'll but take it out in jest, in carnest. Why then here shall be a Camel, and he shall have horns, and he shall look (for all the world) Like a maid without a husband. I bought am for nothing madam in th'ex ange Why my Lord, was big enough, when I wrought it, for I wore pantables then you know. But I believe madam, my Lord my cousin has not told you all my good parts. Oh odd madam I feed am with nothing but fire, a purpose, I'll besworne they eat me sive faggots a week in charcoal. Pray good my Lord, whats that you talk on? Oh good my Lord lets visit him, cause I know his brother. Pray my Lord whither was eldest, he or his elder brother? I say so still my Lord, but I am so born down with truth as never any knightith world was I think. Sweet Lord lets see them. wells my Lord, why is not this candlestick one of the r Jew pray? Why mistress; there was a la tin cand estick h re afore, and that had the languages I am sure. Yes, that I have I hope my Lord my Cousin. Idem be oath to go without paper about me against my mistress, hold my work again, a man knows not what need he shall have perhaps. Pray read my Lord, I made this sonnet of my mistress. No In Sir Cut: I cannot read mine own hand. Thank you good my Lord as much as though you had given me twenty shillings in truth, now I may take the married men's parts at football. A little at once my Lord for Idleness sake. Why look you mistress I am making a fine dry sea, full of fish, playing in the bottom, & here isle let in the water so lively, that you shall hear it roar. This shall be a great whale mistress, at all his bigness spouting huge hills of salt-water afore him, Like a little water squirt, but you shall not need to fear him mistress, for he shall be si ke and gold he shall do you no harm, and he be never so lively. Here isle take out your eye, and you will mistress. Marry madam I can take tobacco now, and I have bought glowworms to kindle it withal, better then all the burning glasses ith world. Nay indeed mistress I wood feign marry for all that, and isle tell you my reason, if you will. Why madam we have a great match at football towards, married men against bachelors, & the married men be all my friends, so I wood feign mar rye to take the married men's parts in truth. I pray will you keep my work a little mistress; I must needs strain a little curtsy in truth. is a most si e candlestick in truth, it wants nothing but the languages. TO ats ooth Captain, but do you hear hone pray take a light, and see if the more ne shine, I have a Sun dial will resolve presently. Oh God you must take heed Lackey how you advise your captain, your From ̄ changed lacquay would not have donit. I never Innd in the Town but once, and then they lodged me in a Chamber so full of These Ridicu lus Fleas, that I was feign to lie standing all night, and yet I made my man rise, and put out the candle too, be cause they should not see to bire me. Know me slight he knows me no more then the beg knows his dish. That was not so good me thinks captain. I, to Barnet?