SIR DAVY

When bounty spreads the table, faith t'were sin, (at going of) if thanks should not step in. A very fair sweet room. I have but two in mine A Monster, 'tis some Monster. Fie, fie. 'Tis but and easy gift, And yet I thank you for it sir, I'll take it. Good tales do well, In these bade days, where vice does so excel. Fantastical, would, would. Does this concern him. 'Tis well done Master Laxton. He shall be weaned I warrant you. Had he such a son, Why sir, 'tis thought, sir Guy Fitz-Allards daughter Shall wed your son Sebastian. Nay: if he be a knave sir, hold him fast. My son Jack Dapper then shall run with him, All in one pasture. As villainy can make him: your Sebastian Doares but on one drab, mine on a thousand, A noise of fiddlers, Tobacco, wine and a whore, A Mercer that will let him take up more, Dice, and a water spaniel with a Duck: o, Bring him a bed with these, when his purse gingles, Roaring boys follow at's tale, fencers and ningles, (Beasts Adam never gave name to) these horseleeches suck My son, he being drawn dry, they all live on smoke. Here's the sprindge Iham set to catch this woodcock in: and Actium In a false name (unknown to him) is entered. I'th Counter to arrest Jack Dapper. Think you the Counter cannot break him? I'll make him sing a Counter tenor sure. He's bridled there. Say they trust him not, There Gallants study hard. 'lies bith' heals faith, thanks, thanks, I would sent For a couple of bears shall paw him. They look Like puttock's, these should be they. My good knights. Leave me, you see I'm haunted now with spirits. Come hither you mad varlets, did not my man tell you I watched here for you. You'll watch then fot ten thousand, what's thy name honesty? And excellent name for a Seriant, Curtilax. Sergeants indeed are weapons of the law, When prodigal ruffians far in debt are grown, Should not you cut them; Citizens were orethrowne, Thou dwellest hereby in Holborne Curtilax. And what young towards welp is this? Yeoman Hanger. One pair of sheeres sure cut out both your coats, You have two names most dangerous to men's throats, You two are villainous loads on Gentlemens backs, Dear beware, this Hanger and this Curtilax. Spoke Like a noble Cerberus, is the Actium entered? What book's that? You know the unthrift Jack Dapper. And you know his father too, Sir Davy Dapper? What toads are these to spit poison on a man to his face? do you see (my honest rascals?) yonder gray-hound is the dog he Hunt's with, out of that Tavern Jack Dapper will sally sa, sa; give the counter, on, set upon him. Take no bail, put mace enough into his caudle, double your files, traverse your ground. There boy, there boy, away: look to your prey my true English wolves, and and so I vanish. Right, but I have in my brain A windmill going that shall grind to dust The follies of my son, and make him wise, Or a stark fool; pray lend me your advise. Be as dogged to him as your office allows you to be. Cry arm, arm, arm.