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Yes by the soul of Hercules, 'tis a good foresight, to fell all and prevent misfortunes. The world's full of uncer taineties: Land may be barren, servants deceitful, make money I say, & what a man spends with his friends, shall never perish. Fire of my blood you shall rule me: come Lieute nant. Sulphur of Styx, Can you not see? Death where be your eyes? You'd have me wash them in the channel, would you? Heart, do you stem me? and he had a beak He might have split me: body of Jupiter, He ran me athwart the midships. Spirit of fury, I think that he has sprung a plank in me. Horror of man, lay a Captain aboard. A man of war, and not cry amain to him? 'Slife do you question it? I'll tell thee Slave to thy astonishment, I have be stiled, the rock of Pirates, I; I have plowed up the Sea, till Bosphorus Has worshipped me; I have shot all the Gulfs, And seen the navel of the world, you stinkard. Strength of my brains, see my Commission? I'll blow thee up Like a deck. Son of Neptune, Off or isle fire thee. 'Tis a bold active boy, I see there's nothing to be God but knocks by him. Give me thy hand old Rover, hoist up thy top Sail, And go in peace. Reach me thy fist, And be reconciled: what thou dost not know me: Though I am valiant, yet 'tis out of the road Of my humour, to disgrace any man. I say again, Give me thy wrist. Know me, and my lodging; I'll give thee a Supper: there's a good plump wench, My Hostess, a watermans widow at the sign Of the read Lettice in Southwark, shall bid thee welcome. Hear me honest Trojan. As I am virtuous, as I love my friends, That I may swear. Why then on my word, isle give thee a supper. What? I will not offend thee my good drumsticke; I'll conform my self, come to me at night, And isle be as good as my word, old Bracer. Then Teucer, in pure zeal and verity, What Scufler, dost thou think isle fail my friends? No Hector I scorn it. I'll pawn my cloak first. Farewell Actorides. Thou sayest right Telemachus; 'Tis wine, and mirth that breed these raptures in thee. Body of Jove, there's nothing but a rabble Of lean and stary'd imaginations Accompany sobriety: Some wine there, That I may court my Cockatrice. You know my humour, To men of ordinary pretence, I seldom Use to debase my self below the Nod Of salutation, but for your sake I receive him as a man deserving. Give me thy hand Cadmus. And not err the breadth of a nail. Very well, by the faith of a soldier, excellent well, they are good relishing answers, and express and ebullition in his nature, swelling to conformity. I, and the way to bear your self Like a Gentleman, is sometime not to be able to bear your self at all. Lieve tenant, what say you? What, he may turn stinkard, and live in the Con try with roots and bacon, and not drink a cup of good wine in a twelvemonth, nor know how the year goes a bout, but by observation of Husbandry. He may keep two couple of dogs and a Sparrow-hawk, and level his discourse by them. He may be stiled a civil Gentleman, ten spheres below a fool: He may marry a Knights daughter, a creature out of fashion, that has not one commendable quality, more then to make a corner pie and a salad, no manner of court ship, but two or three dances, as old as Mounsier, and can play a few Lessons on the Virginals that she learned of her Grandam: beside she is simple, and dull in her dalliance. There's a wench, has her Suburb tricks about her I warrant you: hold there Bellerophon, take thy Ocyrois, and mount her Like Phlegon. Are you resolved to be a brother sir? Nothing can be suddenly perfect, but must aspire by progression, he must be practised in certain duties, before he can be and ingrafted member of the fraternity. Well then, for the first two months we must dine every day at a Tavern, where it shall be lawful for any bro there to bring his shadow with him; and beside the full in come of wine and provision, to bespeak any superfluous dish that he affects: but that which shall most commend the dis cretion of your worth, is, that after the dissolution of the Feast, no man beside your self must know what's to pay, or take notice of the reckoning. You understand me rightly, and I applaud your Can pacity; from thence, we must have a Coach attend at the door, to carry us to a Play, and at night to a Bawdyhouse. What else? And if any brother needs a Cloak, or a Suit, or so, you must not stay till he publish or intimate his wants; but presently, by the strength of your own Minerva, pick out the meaning, and take order to supply him: have you any credit with the Tradesmen? That Taylor shall have custom, tell him so; and one thing more, now brother, for so I must call you, we must have all things in common, no difference in the possession of any thing. Why thus; this Hat is mine, and that yours, as you conceive now, but they are neither mine nor yours upon the premises: but may be transferred upon occasion to either, as thus, do you conceive me? 'Tis usual amongst us. I'll make but one experiment more of your appre hension, and have done. Look you. Yes, when the date of your task is accomplished, you shall be any thing. Hang a Song, you see what little room we have for our mirth, and you would fill it up with air, would you? Why can you dance? Say you so? We'll try that i'faith. Come on Squea kers, rack up our feet and ears to your Instruments. Play us the fine Companion. No thou art deceived my noble Hyacinth, 'tis a my stery will exalt thee Hylas, it'll make thee rise I say, and put gold in thy purse, thou shalt follow the Court Like a Ba boon, when a thousand proper fellows shall sherke for their ordinary; it'll make thee conversant with Ladies, and they shall give thee Diamonds to pawn, and thou shalt ride up and down in thy footcloth my little Dolphin Some wine there Tony: I called for wine and hour ago, and could get none. Fill out sirrah. What's here the Epitome of a glass? By the womb of Bacchus, a score of them are too little for a draught. What my bold Bravo, be not afraid, and thou Wertenberg dead 'twere nothing, I'll come but with a troop of Wen ches: and a noise of Fiddlers, and play thee back Like Orpheus. What's to pay Drawer? What money have you brother? No matter, I never think upon such transitory rec konings: come, lets have a health, and my brother Lackwit shall begin it. Reach three Joint stools hither Drawer. I'll show you, you shall ascend here, and be Captain of this Fort: I'll ensconce you; come entrench your self, and play from your Battery, and so every man round, there take your Lintstocke in your hand, and give fire, now every man as far off as he can from the command of his Ordi nance. Farewell brother. There Drawer, take him for a pawn, tell him when he has no money he must be served so, 'tis one of his chief articles. Gentleman you are very welcome. What Hostess, come hither good Hostess. She is cleanly and good condition' hats my comfort, and by the power of beauty, if a man were combusti le, he might find in her eyes, that would kindle a conflagration. Peace good Hostess, I would not willingly proclaim their disgrace: one of them is a Gentleman, that I bastinado ed the other day; and now he is come to give me a Supper, to be reconciled to me, but take you no notice. Sir as I am a true soldier, I embrace your love in him, and thats as much as I can say. Hostess these are not ordinary guests with you; therefore you must be respectful: and faith if you say the world Gentlemen, one of these nights, we'll every man procure as many of our acquaintance as we can, and be merry here at Supper for crowns a piece. What think you? I know it well enough. Hostess, prithee good sweet, honey Hostess, step and buy us a joint or two of good meat, and a Capon, and lay it to the fire presently. Death to my honour, do not question it, but do as I bid you. Go you must make shift, and get more then. Speak lower woman, art mad? Speak lower I say. Go borrow it of thy neigh bours, I'll see it paid. Bane to my credit, you will exile me beyond the confine of eputation: go pawn some Pewter, or one of thy brass pots. 'Slight do not disgrace me, do any thing rather, take the sheets off from my bed. 'Slife, a man may plot till his heart ache, and you still seek to cross me, you will undo me in my designs. Prithee woman, hear me what I say. I know they come to spend upon me, and will crouch, and do any thing, yet when I out of my nobleness, and beyond ex pectation, shall use them so courteously, it'll be such and engage meant, that I can borrow ten or twenty pieces of them at my pleasure. Faith Gentlemen I must entreat you to excuse me, my Hostess is not very well she tells me, and I think she is not so well stored with necessaries to entertain you, as I could wish; and indeed she has never a spit in the house, therefore we'll defer it till to morrow night, when it'll be more convenient at a Tavern. In his you have won me to your observance for ever. By the shine of Phœbus, I wonder what strange im pudence has possessed him. As I am a man to honour, I have brought him successively off from a hundred of these, to the peril of my life, and yet am daily obnoxious to new assaults for him. By the passion of valour, Gentlemen I'll tell you, I love a noble employment with my life, but for such a pitiful, drunken, shallow coxcomb, I hate to be seen in such a but sinesse. By the faith of a Soldier, if he have any care of his credit, let him not deal with him, he will but defile himself with such and abject: I hold him to be so poor conditioned, I would not enter a Country Gentleman upon him. I confess I have done, and my intendments were good in it; I saw him so raw, and young, I was induced to believe there might be some Hope's of him: but after much impulsion, when I found him so unapt, and indocile in his own nature, I gave him lost, and so I esteem of him, by my life. Never none by Jove. Hold as thou art a man of renown, thou wilt strike thy foot into me else, my body is as tender as a bog. O hold as thou art worshipful. Nay good sir do not pillage me of all, stay till I get my own again. Well, those good qualities that are bred in a man, will never out of him thats my comfort. And since I am the scorn of Captains made, I'll seek a better and more thriving trade. Nay you needs not fear me now, I am as mild as my beer: I am her husband and your Host till death. Yes, and I thought it my duty to present you with the first fruits of my profession. Fill out a glass Tapster, that I may drink to this good company. Gentlemen you are all welcome. Yes, and does he not suit well with his function? he has learned already to run up stairs and down stairs, as nimble as a Squirill, and can answer to any man that shall call him, as loud and peremptorily as the best of them. He is a little out of countenance at the first, but when you come to my house, you shall hear him speak in a big accent, whats to pay in the Lion? whats to pay in the Dram gone? be not dismayed Tapster, be not dismayed. Body of me, nor no better preferment. Stab me, what sullen Saturn is that, looks so ob lique upon us, as I am Martial I will confront his aspect. Prithee let it alone, by that element it charms me into melancholy.