ASOTUS

You slave, you Dog, down Cur. Now am I in my kingdom. Who says I am not valiant? I begin To frown again, quake villain. Are they so Sir, God's-light, if I had them at this bey, that flout me, And say I look Like a sheep, and and Ass, I would make they Feel, that I am a Lion. I'll Beatrice thee a little more, Then study for a reason, Oh I have it, One brake a jest on me, and then I swore Because I durst not strike him, when I came home That I would break thy head. Remember too, I charge you To teach my Horse good manners; yet this morning, As I road to take the air, th'untutor'd Jade Threw me, and kic'kd me. What's that? I'll think vpon't. Here's my Mother, Enter Corisca and Zanthia. She is chastising too: How brave we live! That have our slaves to Beatrice, to keep us in breath, When we want exercise. My Mother in law is sure At her devotion. Fair Madam, and my Mother. Two days since, But she's so coy forsooth, that ere I can Speak a penned speech I have bought, and studied for her, Her woman calls her away. Sirrah, be gone. Would I were so: I fear I shall be out. Have at it. Save thee sweet heart. A kiss. How does thy Lady? Does she think of me? Not of thine own? By all means. I am mad, Till I am at it. There's for thy counsel. This is the fairest interlude, if it prove earnest, I shall wish I were a Player. Not so: you are caught. Lo whom you wish, behold Asotus here! 'slid she's angry. Lady, I would descend to kiss your hand, But that it's gloved, and Civit makes me sick; And to presume to taste your lips not safe, Your woman by: She's at her book, Oh rare! 'Tis my suit too. I am a grissell, and these Spider fingers, Will never hold a Sword. Let us alone To rule the Slaves at home, I can so yerk em, But in my Conscience, I shall never prove Good Justice in the war. I would serve in The second course, but still I fear your woman. God's-light she's asleep! It's pity, these instructions are not printed: They would fell well to Chambermaids, it's no time now To play with my good fortune, and your favour, Yet to be taken, as they say: a scout To give the signal when the enemy comes, Exit Zanthia. Were now worth gold: She's gone to watch. A waiter so trained up were worth a million, To a wanton City Madam. O. Oh no, Sir. Asotus makes moppes. I am punished, For seeking to Cuckold mine own natural Father. Had I been gelded then, or used my self Like a man: I had not been transformed, and forced To play and overgrown Ape. We pay for't now, I now could be content to have my head Broke with a rib of Beef, or for a Coffin Be buried in the dripping Pan. And shall I be The thing I was born, my Lord? If he get lose, I know it, I caper, Like and Ape, again: I feel The whip already. There's no hope for me then: I thought I should have put in for a share, And born Cleora from them both; but now This stranger looks so terrible, that I dare not So much as look on her. For me I'll find a time To be revenged hereafter. I think so: Nor the land Where Apes, and Monkeys, grow, Like Crabs, and Walnuts On the same tree. Not all the Catalogue Of Conjurers, or wise women, bound together Could have so soon transformed me, as my Rascal Did with his whip; Not in outside only, But in my own belief, I thought my self As perfect a Baboon. And would have given one leg with all my heart For good security to have been a man After three lives, or one and twenty years, Though I had died on Crouches. Three years of feeding On Cullises and jelly, though his Cooks Lard all he eats with marrow, or his Doctors Pour in his mouth Restoratives, as he sleeps, Will not recover him. I would say something, But the truth is, I know not what. You teach me; Lady, now your Cabinet. When we are there, I'll show you my best evidence. No matter, Now we have begun, let's end the act. Why, being his Heir, I am bound, Since he can make no satisfaction to you, To see his debts paid. Enter Zanthia running. Plague on his toothless chaps, he cannot do't Himself, yet hinders such as have good stomachs. Enter Cleon. Never to rise, I hope, more. Exeunt.