PERENOTTO

Your Graces pleasure? I'll tell you. To take Physic Madam. The Duke has prepared to stay all looseness in your bodies You must be all fast: stone walls and mortar will bind. I am Covetous of such a knowledge. Dondolo and Grutti, News, News for ye. They are my Lord. Not yet attempted you? He's here. To your stations, and be circumspect. I should be proud to merit such a Phrase. It's a glorious one. This Box is studded Like a frosty Night with stars You have out bid their Valve, make me a gainer In changing them for your commends. How Sir. I never shall deserve this Bounty, if You'd point me out some service to begin my gratitude— So I should be a Traitor. Although 'twere necessary in the Affairs Of such high consequence to deliberate, Yet for this once, I'll be as brief as you, I won't doe't. No indeed Signior, you shall pardon me At this time, and I'll keep your Jewels too For they are gifts: hereafter you will know me So fare you well Sir. My honoured Lord. Is your Lordship for this wonder? These pair of Gentlemen have discoursed me in to admiration, there's one has undertaken to go invisible. This hour expected, and in this place. With a trick that he has. Would, would, would. Morello? 'Ile wait upon him to the Duke my self. You have lost the best mirth in Italy in your ab sense, your Companion Morello — Mirth in Abundance. Nay it's on still, the Duke to make himself sport, would call a counsel, before whom the poor Signior must be arraigned; not to hold you in circumstance, the Business was merrily discussed, & the pitiful proiector was judged— To wear the petticoat for a Month, if he appear without it during the Term, he incurs his perpetual exile from Court. You may imagine with what variety of lamentable faces, the Courtier herd his unexpected sentence, some would have pleaded for him but for laughter, which con tinued so long and so high, hat he had time to collect his scattered senses, and instead of sowning, which was ex pected, he grew fortified, and most humbly besought the Duke, since his sentence had passed so definitive, he would be so merciful, to admit him that course of a Moon to be his Jester, that since he could not shake off the Fools Coat, that he might have that favourable pretence to keep it on. 'Twas easily granted, but ever since, to the asto nishment of the hearers, he is grown so jocund and airy, nay as if he had been born with a Song in's head, he talks everlasting Ballad, no man laughs at him but he lashes him in Rhyme worse then a Satyr, the Duke has privileged his mirth, made him fool-free, and now he plays the Tyrant—he's here already. Disgrace has made him witty. How do you mean Morello? Does it not become him. O it'll be excellent, since it is not safe for a wise man to speak truth, 'twere pity fools should lose their privilege.—The Duke. My Lord, I would not seen so much delight In any piece these 7. years. What's this? Was this he— Alas pretty Bird— My Lord. It shall my Lord. He's mad sir. Sir do you believe him. It's counterfeit my Lord, cut off my head If this be not a Iygge of his invention. That was presented lately with the Birds, you gave command. Here are strange turnings, see he stirs.