PASSARELLO

Yes I can sing fool, if yowl bear the burden, and I can play upon instruments, scurvily. as gentlemen do; Oh that I had been gelded, I should then have been a fat fool for a chamber, a squeaking fool for a tavern, and a private fool for all the Ladies. Yes faith, even as footmen and bawds wear velvet, not or and ornament of Honour, but for a badge of drudgery: for now the Duke is discontented I am feign to fool him asleep every night. He hath soar eyes. Horrible soar eyes; and so hath every Cuckold, for the roots of the horns spring in the eyeballs, and thats the reason the horn of a cuckold is as tender as his eye; or as that growing in the woman's forehead twelve years since, that could not en dure to be touched. The Duke hangs down his head Like a continued lumbine. As the Welshman stole rushes, when there was no thing else to filch; only to keep begging in fashion. Faith I utter small fragments as your knight courts your City with jingling of his gilded spurs, advancing his bush coloured beard, and taking Tobacco. This is all the mir rour of their knightly compliments: Nay I shall talk when my tongue is a going once; 'tis Like a Citizen on horseback, evermore in a false gallop. Faith I was wont to salute her as our English women are at their first landing in Flushing; I would call her whore; but now that antiquity leaves her as and old piece of plasticke work by, I only ask his how her rotten teeth fare every morning, and so leave her: she was the first that ever invented perfumed smocks for the gentlewomen, and woollen shoes for fear of creaking: for the visitant, she were and excellent Lady, but that his face pee leth Like Moscovy glass. Oh excellent, he keeps beside me fifteen jesters, to instruct him in the Art of fooling, and viters their jeastes in pri vate to the Duke and Duchess; heel lie Like to your Switzer, or Lawyer; heel be of any side for most money. As your Fiddler when he is paid, Heel thrive I warrant you, while your young courtier stands Like Good-friday in Lent, men long to see it, because more fatting days come after it, else he's the leanest and pittifulst actor in the whole Pageant; Adieu Maleuole. Yowl know me again Maleuole. I, as a pettifogger by his buckram bag, I am as common in the Court as and hostesses lips in the con trey; knights, and clowns, and knaves, and all share me: the Court cannot possibly be without me. Adue Maleuole. And xcellent calf my Lord. What my Lord? Oh I, as a bawd with aquam vitae. I were better roast a live at, and might do it with more safety. I am as secret to thiefs as their painting: theres Maquarelle oldest bawd, and a perpetual beggar. Did you ne for hear of her tick to be known in the City? Your fool will stand for your Lady most willingly and most uprightly. Oh your fool can understand no Latin. Oh no sir, for then your Lady, and all the Ladies in the palace should go with their heals upward, and that were a strange sighed you know. Oh I, Like the envy of and elder sister that hath her younger made a Lady before her. I, and more melancholic, then a usurer having all his money out at the death of a Prince. Yes, I found her repairing her face to day, the read upon the white showed as if her cheeks should have been served in for two dishes of Barbaries in stewed broth, and the flesh to them a woodcock. What a natural fool is he that would be a pair of bo die to a woman's petticoat, to be trusst and pointed to them. Well, I'll dog my Lord, and the word is proper: for when I fawn upon him he feeds me; when I snap him by the fingers, he spittes in my mouth. If a dogs death were not strangling, I had rather be one then a feruing-man: for the corruption of coin, is either the generation of a usurer, or a lousy beggar. Good my Lord give me leave to break a fellows pate that hath abused me. Any thing but a rich knave, for I can flatter no man. Why she gets all the Picter-makers to draw her pic ture, when they have done, she most courtly finds fault with them one after another, and never fetches them: they in re venge of this, execute her in Pictures as they do in Germany, and hang her in their shops: by this means is she better known to the stinkards, then if she had been five times carted. Are there any Revels to night my Lord. Young Ferrard my Lord. Oh is he so great a quarrel? why then he's and ar rant coward. Why thus, He that quarrels seeks to fight; and he that to fight, seeks to die; and he that seek to die, seeks never to fight more; and he that will quarrel and seeks means never to answer a man more, I think he's a oward. Wine, I have learned to drink since I went with my Lord Ambassador, I'll drink to the health of madam maque relle. I but since I borrowed money of her. I'll drink to her health now as gentlemen visit brokers. Or as knights send venison to the City. Eather to take up more money, or to procure longer forbea rance. I'll take it so now isle begin a health to madam Ma querelle. Why I pledged your Lord. Not pledge madam Maquerelle, why then will I spew up your Lord again with this fools finger. Art? art? When Griffon saw the reconciled que ane, offering about his neck her arms to cast: He threw of sword and hearts malignant stream, and lovely her below the loins embraced. adieu madam Maqueaelle. Why then if your Lady take down your fool, your fool will stand no longer for your Lady. I as the country is with Attorneys.