CARLO BUFFONE

Come, come, leave these fustian protestations: away, come, I cannot abide these grayheaded ceremonies. Boy, fetch me a glass, quickly, I may bid these gentlemen welcome; give them a health here: I marl'e whose wit 'twas to put a Pro logue in you'd sackbuts mouth: they might well think hee'ld be out of tune, and yet you'd play upon him too. Oh good words, good words, a well-timberd fellow, he would have made a good column and he had been thought on when the house was a building. Oh art thou Enter boy with a glass. come? well said: give me; boy, fill, so: here's a cup of wine sparkles Like a diamond. Gentlewomen, (I am sworn to put them in first) and Gentlemen, a round, in place of a bade Prologue, I drink this good draught to your health here, Canary, the very Elixi'r and spirit of (He drinks.) wine: this is that our Poet calls Castalian liquour, when ̄ he comes abroad (now and then) once in a fortnight, and makes a good meal among Players, where he has Caninum appetitum: marry at home he keeps a good Philosophical diet, beans and but ter-milke: and honest pure rogue, he will take you off three, four, five of these one after another, and look villanously when he has done, Like a one-headed C rb rus (he do 'not hear me I hope) and then (when his belly is well ballac't, and his brain rigged a little) he sails away withal, as though he would work wonders when he comes home: he has made a play here, & he calls it; Every man out of his Humour: Sblood and he get me out of the humour he has put me in, I'll never trust none of his tribe again, while I live: Gentles, all I can say for him, is, you are welcome. I could wish my bottle here a amongst you: but there's and old rule; No pledging your own health: marry if any here be thirsty for it, their best way (that I know) is, fit still, seal up their lips, and drink so much of the play in at their ears. Keep them? Sbloud let them keep themselves, they are no sheep, are they? What? you shall come in houses, where plate, apparel, rewels, and diverse other pretty come modities lie negligently scattered, and I would ha'those Mere cum ies follow me (I trow) should remember they had not their fingers for nothing. He's gone now, I thought he would fly out present lie. These be our nimble-sprighted Catso's that have there euasi ons at pleasure, will run over a bog Like your wild Irish; no So ner started, but they'le leap from one thing to another Like a squirrel, heigh; Dance, and do tricks in their discourse, from Fire to Water, from ̄ Water to Air, from ̄ Air to Earth, as if their tongues did but even lick the four Elements over, and away. No: have you such a one? How? the found of the spur? Sbloud you shall see him turn morrisedancer, he ha God him bells, a good suit, and a Hobbyhorse. That should not say it) on, on. Oh very good. How the Method. Do so; and when you die, it'll be and excellent Tro phee to hang over your tomb . Best built it in your life time then, your heirs may hap to forget it else. No, for heirs and executors are grown damnably care less, specially since the ghosts of Testators left walking: how Like you him Signior? You should give him a French crown for it: the boy would find two better Figures in that, & a good Figure of your bounty beside. No crown: speak in the singular number, and we'll believe you. Why he loves dogs, and hawks, and his wife well: he has a good riding face, and he can fit a great horse; he will taint a staff well at tilt: when he is mounted, he looks Like the sign of the George, that's all I know; save that in stead of a Dragon he will brandish against a tree, and break his sword as confidently upon the knotty bark, as the other did upon the scales of the beast. You have seen Signior Puntarvolo accost his Lady? After the trumpet has summoned a parley? not before? I marry, there's some taste in this. He knew that before. He learned that of a Puritane. True, not knowing her Horizon, he must needs err: which I fear, he knows too well. Oh, do you know me man? why therein lies the syrup of the jest; it's a Project, a designment of his own, a thing studied, and rehearsed as ordinarily at his coming from haw king or hunting, as a jig after a Play. So is the dogs, just. Sbloud, he takes and Inventory of his own good parts. As far as Paris, to fetch over a fashion and come back again. Tut no; he knows they are excellent, and to her Can pacitie that speaks them. She should let down a glass from the window at that word, and request him to look in't. That he may erect a new dial of compliment, with his Gnomons, and his Puntilio's. Heart, can any man walk more upright than he does? Look, look; as if he went in a frame, or had a suit of wainscot on: and the dog watching him least he should leap out on't. Well, and ever I meet him in the city, I'll have him jointed, I'll pawn him in Eastcheap among butchers else. Oh no: it's a mere flood, a Torrent, carries all afore it. n Ecstasy, and Ecstasy, man. He will tell you that anon; neither his Bram e, nor his Body, are yet moulded for and answer. Pox on't: I am impatient of such opperie. What? a tedious Chapter of Courtship, after sir Lan lot, and Queen Guevener? away: I mar'le in what dull cold nook he found his Lady out? that (being a woman) she was blessed with no more Copy of wit, but to serve his Humour thus. Sblood, I think he feeds her with Porridge, I: she could never have such a thick brain else. Oh, nothing under heaven more prejudicial to those ascending subtle powers, or does sooner abate that which we call, Acumen Ingenii, than your gross fare: why I'll make you and Instance: your City wives, but observe them, you have not more perfect true fools in the world bred than they are gene rally; & yet you see (by the fineness and delicacy of their Di et, di king into the fat Capons, drinking your rich wines, fee ding on Larks, Sparrows, Potato pies, and such good unctu ous meats) how their wits are refi ed and rare i'ld: & sometime a very Quintessence of conceit ows from them, able to drown a weak Apprehension. Faith spending my mettle in this Reeling world (here and there) as the sway of my Affection carries me, and per haps stumble upon a yeoman Pheuterer, as I do now; or one of Fortune's Moils laden with treasure, and and empty Cloak bag following him, gaping when a bag will untie. Marry sir, one, that I must entreat you take a very par ticular knowled e of, and with more than ordinary respect: Monsieur Fasted . I have a better opinion of his Faith, than to think it will be so corrupted. Oh villaInous! nothing but Found, Found, a mere Echo; she speaks as she goes tired, in Cobweb lawn, light, thin: good enough to catch flies withal. Or rather in Greens works, whence she may steal with more security. I was thinking on your Project sir, and you call it so: is this the Dog goes with you? He do'not go barefoot, does he? Nay afore God, I speak simply; he may prick his foot with a thorn, and be as much as the whole venture is Worth. Beside, for a Dog that never travailed before, it's huge jour ney to Constantinople: I'll tell you now (and he were mine) I'd have some present conference with a Physician, what And tidotes were good to give him, and Preservatives against poi son: for (assure you) if once your money be out, there'll be diverse attempts made against the life of the poor Animal. Tut, fear him not, he's a good lean slave, he loves a Dog well I warrant him; I see by his looks, I: mass he's somewhat Like him. Sblood poison him, make him away with a crooked pin, or somewhat man; thou mayest have more security of thy life: and so Sir, what? you have not put out your whole venture yet? have you? No? how then? Your Cat? where is she? No this, this: here's a fine slave. We have taken simple pains to choose you out fol lowers here. But have you arms? have your arms? I, and Rampant too: troth I commend the Heralds wit, he has deciphered him well: A Swine without a head, without brain, wit, any thing indeed, Ramping to Gentility. You can blazon the rest signior? can you not? Let's hear, Let's hear. Silence good knight: on, on. How's that? on a chief ARGENT? S'lud, it's a Hogs Cheek and Puddings in a Peuter field this A frying pan to the Crest had had no fellow. Come, lap't up, lap't up. Oh, if ever you were struck with a jest, gallants, now, now I do usher the most strange piece of Military Professi on, that ever was discovered in Insulam Paulina. Oh you shall have him give a number of those false fires ere he depart. Did you ever in your days observe better passion over a hilt? See, again, he claps his sword o'the head, as who should say, Well, go to. With that, the moody Squire thumpt his breast, And reared his eyes to Heaven for Revenge. Sbl worser he is turned wild upon the question, he looks as he had seen a Sergeant. I thought he had been playing on the Jews Trump I. Oh hinder him not, he may hap lose his Tide, a good Flounder in faith. How? Signior Whiff? How? Whiff, and Apple Joan too? Heart, what'll you say if this be the Appendix, or Label to both yonder Indentures? Shift? I herd your name varied even now, as I take it. I, and good parts, to make those good names: out of which I imagine yonder Bills to be yours. I take your word Sir: this Gentleman has subscribed to them, & is most desirous to become your Pupil; marry the must use expedition: Signior Insulso Sogliardo, this is the Professor. Baw-waw. Who? he serve? Sbloud he keeps High men, & Low men, he; he has a fair living at Fullam. Nay be not you amazed signior Whiff, what ever that stiffnecked Gentleman say's. So you may, were you never at none yet? Tut, be not jealous of him; he will sooner break all the ten Commandments, than his Hour; upon my life in such a case trust him. Why I come but now from a Hothouse, I must needs look smooth. Oh Porpuse, hang him, no: he's a Lieger at Horns Ordi nary yonder: his villainous Ganymede and he ha'been dro ning a Tobacco Pipe there, ever since yesterday noon. I, and preserved it in Porringers, as a Barber does his Blood when he pricks a vein. Friend? Is there any such foolish thing i'the world? would? 'Slid I never rellisht it yet. No not a whit Signior: Tut, a man must keep time in all: I can oil my tongue when I meet him next, and look with a good slick forehead; it'll take away all soil of Sus picion, and that's enough: what Lynceus can see my heart? Pish, the title of a Friend, it's a vain idle thing, only venerable a mong fools: you shall not have one that has any opinion of wit affect it. There's a fellow now, looks Like one of the Patricians of Sparta, marry his wit's after ten i'the hundred. A good Blood hound, a close mouthed Dog, he follows the sent well, marry he's at a fault now me thinks. Oh I cannot abide these limbs of Satin, or rather Sa than indeed, that will walk (Like the children of darkness) all day in a melancholy shop, with their pockets full of Blanks, ready to swallow up as many poor unthrifts, as come within the verge. Oh (Damn me) Immortality, I'll not meddle with him, the pure Element of Fire, all Spirit, Extraction. Pardon me, that's to be suspended, you are too quick, too apprehensive. Oh you shall hear him speak Like Envy. Signior Maci lent, you saw Mounsieur Brisk lately? I herd you were with him at the Court. And how is he respected there? (I know yowl deal ingeniously with us) is he made of amongst the sweeter sort of gallants? What is this all? How Like you him? is't not a good spiteful slave? would? Dam me, I could eat his flesh now: Divine sweet villain. Who? this i'the starched Beard? it's the dull stiff Knight Puntarvolo man; he's to travail now presently: he has a good knotty wit, marry he carries little on't out of the land with him. He puts it forth in venture, as he does his money; upon the return of a Dog and Cat. I, this is he; a good tough Gentleman: he looks Like a Chine of Brawn at Shrovetide, out of date, and ready to take his leave: or a dry Poule of Ling upon Easter-eue, that has furnished the Table all Lent, as he has done the City this last Vacation. Oh, renounce me then: pure, honest, good Devil, I love thee above the love of women; I could even melt in Admira cion of thee now: Gods so, look here man; Sir Dagonet and his Squire. What? Cavalier Shift? The walls of Europe! take heed what you say Signior, Europe's a huge thing within the walls. Nay indeed swaggering is a good Argument of Resolution. Do you hear this, Signior? But can this be possible? How? Pylades and Orestes? Oh, it's and old stale Interlude devise: No, I'll give you Names my self: look you, he shall be your Judas, and you shall be his Elder tree to hang on. I, I, most voices. S'heart he knows some notorious jest by this Gull, that he hath him so obsequious. S'heart, he keeps more ado with this Monster, than ever Banks did with his Horse, or the Fellow with the Elephant. I wonder he speaks not of his wrought Shirt. Come Signior, come, come. Faith Gallants, I am persuading this Gentleman to turn Courtier, he is a man of fair Revenue, and his estate will bear the charge well, beside for his other gifts of the mind, or so, why, they are as Nature lent him them, pure, simple, with out any Artificial drug or mixture of these two threadbare beg gerly qualities, Learning and Knowledge, and therefore the more accommodate and Gen ine. Now for the life it self— Oh let me alone, that's my task: Come, the Gentleman was of himself resolved to go with you, afore I moved it. Pardon me, I am not for the Court. I, but will you all promise to come. Gods So, look who comes here. I, when he has recovered himself: poor Poll. Nay come Gentlemen, remember your affairs; his disease is nothing but the Flux of Apparel. I warrant you: would I had one of Kemps shoes to throw after you. Holla: where be these Shot-sharks? Where's George? call me George hither quickly. Away Neophite, do as I bid; bring my deer George to me: Mass here he comes. What's Supper ready, George? Oh, what else: are none of the Gallants come yet? Stay, take me with you George: let me have a good fat Loyne of Pork laid to the fire presently. And withal, hear you? draw me the biggest shaft you have out of the But you wot of: away, you know my meaning George, quick. Sbloud, I never hungered so much for thing in my life, as I do to know our Gallants success at the Court: now is that lean Bald-rib Macilente, that salt Villain, plotting some mischievous devise, and lies a soaking in their frothy Humours Like a dry crust, till e has drunk them all up: could the Ke ks but hold up's eyes at other men's happiness in any reasonable proportion, 'Slid the laue were to be loved next Heaven, a above Honour, Wealth, rich Fare, Apparel, Wenches, all the delights of the Belly, and the Groin, whatever. Is to right, Boy? Well said my deer George, depart: Come, my small Gymblet, you in the false scabbard, away; so: Now to you sir Burgomaster, let's taste of your Bounty. Oh my good Mischief, art thou come? where are the est? where are the rest? Burst? how comes that? But did not the train hold? Why, but which of the Munition is miscarried? would? How? how for these love of God? What's his Dog dead? 'Slife, and I had purposed to be extraordinarily merry: I had drunk off a good Preparative of old Sack here: but will they come, will they come? More N ctar, George: Lomtero, &c. Is the Loin a Pork enough? True, my Raw-boned Rogue: and if thou wouldst farce thy lean Ribs with it too, they would not (Like ragged Lathes) rub out so many Doublets as they do: but thou knowest not a good Dish, thou. Oh, it's the only nourishing meat in the world: No marvel though that saucy stubb rne Genera cion the Jews, were forbidden it: for what would they have done, well pampered with fat Pork, that durst murmur at their maker out of Garli ke and Onions. S lood fed with it, the strummell pa cht, Goggle-eyed Grumble do ryes, would have Gigantomachiz'd. Well said my sweet George, fill, fill. It's and Axiom in Natural Philosophy, What comes nea rest the Nature of that it feeds, converts quicker to nourishment, and does sooner essentiate. Now nothing in Flesh and Entrails, assimulates or resembles Man more, than a Hog or Swine. Marry I say, nothing resembling Man more than a Swine, it follows, nothing can be more nourishing: for in deed (but that it abhors from our nice Nature) if we fed one upon another, we should shoot up a great deal faster, & thri e much better: I refer me to your Long-la e Cannibals, or such Like: but since it's so contrary; Pork, Pork; is your only feed. Before God sir Puntarvolo, I am sorry for your heaviness; Body a me, a shrewd mischance: why had you no Unicorn horn, nor B zars stone about you? would? Take comfort good Knight, if your Cat ha'recouered her Cataract, fear nothing; your Dogs mischance may be helped. Nay Gods life, hee'ld be content (so he were well id out of his company) to pay him five for one at his next me ting him in Pauls. But for your Dog, sir Puntar, if he be not outright dead, there is a friend of mine a Quacksalver, shall put life in him again, that's certain. Why, how so? how so? Or thus Sir: you may have (as you come through Her many) a Familiar for little or nothing shall turn it self into the shape of your Dog, or any thing (what you will) for certain hours: Gods my life knight, what do you mean? yowl offer no violence, will you? Hold, hold. Murder, murder, murder. Sweet knight hold in thy fury, and before God I'll ho nou_r_ thee more than the Turk do's Mahomet. Good Macilente. Et tu Brutus. Oh, Oh. A most gentlemanlike resolution. Let me hear: how is't? Oh excellent: tut and all fitted to your name, you might very well stand for a gentleman: I know many Sogliardos gen tlemen. I, and a Constable for your wit. Good steps to gentility too, marry: but Sogliardo, if you affect to be a gentleman indeed, you must observe all the rare qualities, humours, and compliments of a gentleman. Enough sir: I'll make admirable use i'the projection of my medicine upon this lump of copper here. I'll bethink me for you sir. First (to be and accomplished gentleman, that is, a gentle man of the time) you must give over housekeeping in the cou ̄ trey, and live altogether in the city amongst gallants; where, at your first appearance, 'twere good you turned four or five hundred acres of your best land into two or three trunks of apparel; you may do it without going to a Conjurer: and be sure you mix your self still, with such as flourish in the spring of the fashion, and are least popular; study their carriage and behaviour in all: learn to play at Primero and Passage, and (ever when you lose) have two or three peculiar oaths to swear by, that no man else swears: but above all, protest in your play, and affirm, Upon your credit; As you are a true gentleman (at eve ry cast:) you may do it with a safe conscience, I warrant you. You must endeavour to feed cleanly at your Ordinary, fit melancholy, and pick your teeth when you cannot speak: and when you come to Plays, be Humorous, look with a good starched face, and ruffle your brow Like a new boot, laugh at nothing but your own jests, or else as the Noblemen laugh; that's a special grace you must observe. I, and fit o'the stage, and flout; provided, you have a good suit. You must talk much of your kindred and allies. Oh but you must pretend alliance with Courtiours and great persons: and ever when you are to dine or up in any strange presence, hire a fellow with a great chain (though it be copper it's no matter) to bring you letters, feigned from such a noble man, or such a knight, or such a Lady, To their worshipful, right rare, and noble qualified friend or kinsman, Signior Insulso Sogliardo; give your self style enough. And there (while you intend circumstances of news, or en quirie of their health, or so) one of your familiars (whom you must carry about you still) breaks it up (as't were in a jest) and reads it publicly at the table: at which, you must seem to take as unpardonable offence as if he had torn your mistress colours, or breathed upon her picture; and pur sue it with that hight grace, as if you would enforce a challenge upon it presently. But then you must put on and extreme face of discon tentment at your men negligence. Mass well remembered, you must keep your men Gall lant, at the first, fine pied Liveries laid with good gold lace, there's no lose in it, they may rip't off and pawn it, when they lack victuals. Debt? why that's the more for your credit sir: it's and excellent policy to owe much in these days, if you note it. Oh, look where you are indebted any great sum, your creditor observes you with no less regard, than if he were bound to you for some huge benefit, and will quake to give you the least cause of offence, least he lose his money: I as sure you (in these times) no man has his servant more obse quious and pliant, than gentlemen their creditors: to whom (if at any time) you pay but a moiety or a fourth partly, it comes more acceptedly, than if you gave them a newy ears gift. Marry this; always beware you commerce not with bankrupts, or poor needy Ludgathians: they are impudent creatures, turbulent spirits, they care not what violent trage die they stir, nor how they play fast and lose with a poor gentleman's Fortune's to get their own: marry, these rich fell lowes (that ha'the world, or the better partly of it, sleeping in their countinghouses) they are ten times more placable, they: either fear, hope, or modesti , restrains them from offering any outrages: but this is nothing to your followers, you shall not run a penny more in arrearage for them, and you list your self. Why after you have kept them a fortnight or so, and showed them enough to the world, you may turn them away, and keep no more but a boy, it is enough. Why now you ride to the city, you may buy one, I'll bring you where you shall have your choice for money. Oh I: you shall have one take measure of you, and make you a Coat of arms to fit you of what fashion you will. Let him alone, some stray, some stray. The Lord of the soil ha all we ts and strays here? ha he not? Faith then I pity the poor fellow, he's fallen into a fools hands. S'heart, he answers him Like and Echo. The Periphrasis of a fool; I'll observe this better. Would? does he know me? Sbloud it's Macilente: Signior, you are well encountered, how is't? Oh we must not regard what he says man, a Trout, a shallow fool, he ha no more brain than a Butterfly, a mere stuffed suit, he looks Like a musty Bottle, new wickerd, his head's the Cork, light, light. I am glad to see you so well returned Signior. Gods precious, come away man, what do you mean? and you knew him as I do, you'd shun him, as you'd do the plague? Oh, he's a black fellow, take heed on him. Both, both; a lean Mongrel, he looks as if he were chapfallen with barking at other men's good Fortune's: aware how you offend him, he carries Oil and Fire in his pen, will scald where it drops, his Spirit's Like Powder, quick, violent: he'll blow a man up with a jest: I fear him worse than a rot ten Wall do's the Cannon, shake and hour after at the report: away, come not near him. What, you'll stay signior? this gentleman Sogliardo and I are to visit the knight Punta volo, and from thence to the City, we shall meet there. Oh well, well, he looks Like a colonel of the Pigmies horse, or one of these motions in a great antique clock: he would show well upon a Haberdashers stall, at a corner shop rarely. Better with simile's than smiles: and whither were you riding now Signior? Oh pardon me sir, twenty places more: your hothouse, or your— But when shall I see him? Not since the Humour of gentility was upon you? did you? Arrides you? Who he? a gull? a fool? no salt in him in the earth man: he looks Like a fresh Salmon kept in a tub; he'll be spent shortly, his brain's lighter than his feather already, and his tongue more subject to lie, than that's to wag: he sleeps with a muske-cat every night, and walks all day hanged in Poman der chains for penance: he ha his skin tan'd in civet, to make his complexion strong, and the sweetness of his youth lasting in the sense of his sweet lady. A good empty Puff, he loves you well Signior. I, that he will, and make fresh love to her every mor ning: this Gentleman has been a Spectator of it, Signior Insulso. What says he? be not rapt so. Was this the ridiculous motive to all this passion? Doubtless he apprehends more than he utters, this fellow: or else. So it had needs, it'll scarce poize the observation else. Now must he ruminate. What call you your nephew, Signior? Fungoso? Oh, he look somewhat Like a sponge in that pinked doublet me thought: well, make much of him; I see he was never born to ride upon a moil. What? with spe king a speech of your own penning? All the better; I am glad on't: for the issue was very perspicuous. Come, let's discover, and salute the knight. What's that sir? O, for the better sir; your Cat has nine lives, & your wife have but one. I came from him but now, he is at the Heralds Office yonder: he requested me to go afore and take up a man or two for him in Pauls, against his Cognisance was ready. I, and rare ones too: of as many Colours, as ever you saw any fools coat in your life I'll go look among yonder Bills, and I can it him with Legs to his Arms. Nay look you sir, now you are a Gentleman, you must carry a more exalted presence, change your mood and habit to a more austere form, be exceeding proud, stand upon your Gentility, and scorn every man Speak nothing humbly, ne ver discourse under a Nobleman, though you never saw him but riding to the Starchamber, it's all one. Love no man, Trust no man, Speak ill of no man to his face, nor well of any man be hind his back. Salute fairly on the front, and wish them hanged upon the turn. Spread your self upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private. These be principles, think on them, I'll come to you again presently. A Pimp, a Pimp, that I have observed yonder, the ra rest Superficies of a Humour; he comes every morning to empty his lungs in Pauls here, and offers up some five or six Hecatomb's of faces and sighs, and away again. Here he comes; nay walk, walk, be not seen to note him, and we shall have excellent sport. Nay, if you intend that, you must lay down the mat ter, for this Rapier (it seems) is in the nature of a Hanger on and the good Gentleman would happily be rid of him. have you seen a Pimp outface his own wants better. Resolve us of it Janus, thou that lookest every way; or thou Hercules, that hast travailed all Countries. Signior, here's a Gentleman desirous of your name sir. True, and the fashion is, when any stranger comes in amongst them, they all stand up and stare at him, as he were some unknown beast brought out of Africa, but that'll be helped with a good adventurous face, you must be impudent enough, fit down and use no respect, when any thing's pro pounded above your capacity, smile at it, make two or three faces, and it's excellent, they 'le think you have travailed: though you argue a whole day in Silence thus, and discourse in nothing but Laughter, it'll pass. Only (now and then) give fire, Discharge a good full Oath, and offer a great Wager, it'll be admirable. Not I: did he appoint you to meet here? Is his hour passed? I, do you make a wonder on't? why it's your only Physic. Let a man sweat once a week in a Hothouse, and be well rubbed and froted with a good plump juicy wench, and sweet linen, he shall never ha'the Pox. The French Pox! our Pox: 'Sblood we have them in as good form as then man: what? I, he: they h we hired a chamber and all private to pra ctise in, for the making of the Paton, the Receipt Reciprocal, and a number of other mysteries, not yet extant I brought some do sen or twenty Gallants this morning to view'hem (as you'd do a piece of Perspective ) in at a keyhole; and there we might see Sogliardo fit in a Chair, holding his snout up Like a Sow un der and Appletree, while th'other opened his Nostrils with a Poking-stick, to give the smoke a more free delivery. They had spit some three or fourscore ounces between them, afore we came away. A scholar, Macilente, do you not know him? a lank rawbone Anatomy, he walks up and down Like a charged Mus ket, no man dares encounter him: that's his Rest there. Excellent: or thus; you shall be Held, and he your camel. Mass he cannot say good Countenance now (properly) to him again. Oh comes it there? Beside Sir, you shall never needs to go to a hothouse, you shall sweat there with courting your mistress, or losing your money at Primero, as well as in all the Stoves in Flanders. Marry this sir, you must ever be sure to carry a good strong per fume about you, that your mistress Dog may smell you out amongst the rest; and (in making love to her) never fear to be out: for you may have a pipe of Tobacco, or a base Viol shall hang o'the wall of purpose, will put you in presently. The Tricks your Resolution has taught you in Tobacco, (the Whiff, and those sleights) will stand you in very good Ornament there? I marry sir, here's purity Oh George, I could bite off thy nose for this now: Sweet Rogue, he has drawn Nectar, the very Soul of the Grape: I'll wash my temples with some on't presently, and drink some half a score draughts; it'll heat the Brame, kindle my Imagination, I shall talk nothing but Crackers and Firework to night. So sir; Please you to be here sir, and I here: So. I warrant thee my deer Case of Petrionels, so I stand not in dread of thee, but that thou'lt second me. What George. Lomtero, Lomtero, &c. Ah Signior, where's your Resolution? Sblood, he looks Like and Image carved out of Box, full of knots: his Face is (for all the world) Like a Dutch purse with the mouth downward; his beard's the Tassels: and he walks (let me see) as Melancholy as one o'the Master's side in the Counter. Do you hear sir Puntar? Or if you Like not that sir, get me somewhat a less dog and clap into the skin; here is a slave about the town here, a Jew, one Yohan; or a fellow that makes Periwigs will glew it on artificially, it shall never be discerned; beside, it'll be so much the warmer for the Hound to travel in you know. There's never a one of these but might lie a week on the rack, ere they could bring forth his name; and yet he powers them out as familiarly as if he had seen them stand by the firc i'the Presence, or taken Tobacco with them over the stage i'the Lords room. Faith either of them will serve, they are both good Properties: I'll design the other a place too, that we may see him. As you love God, stay the enraged knight, Gentle men. Well, I'll mark this fellow for Sogliardo's use pre sently.