FREDERICK

These letters from my Tutor will acquaint you. Where's my Aunt? She is sitting for her picture. Change of air has made you witty. I never knew more sweet and happy hours Than I employed upon my books, I herd A partly of my Philosophy, and was so Delighted with the harmony of nature, I could have wasted my whole life upon't. My most loved Aunt. Madam with your pardon, you have practised Another dialect then was taught me when I was commended to your care and breeding, I understand not this, Latin or Greek Are more familiar to my apprehension, Logic was not so hard in my first lectures As your strange language. What does my Aunt mean to do with me? Mr. Steward, are you sure we do not dream? Was't not my Aunt you talked to. These are not old. My Lady keeps a court then, is Sir Thomas Affected with this state and cost. I shall submit If this be my Ants pleasure and be ruled My eyes are opened with this purse already, And Sack will help to inspire me, I must spend it, I'll begin with you, to encourage You, to have still a special care of me, There is five pieces, not for your nag. Buy a Beaver For thy own block, I shall be ruled, who does Command the wineseller? I'll try to drink a health or two, my Ants Or any bodies, and if that foundation Stagger me not too much, I will commence In all the arts of London. I know not how I may be for that exercise, farewell Aristotle, Prithee commend me to the Library At Westminster, my bones I bequeathe thither, And to the learned worms that mean to visit they, I will compose my self, I begin to think I have lost time indeed, come to the wineseller. Exit. How little gentleman? you dare not say These words to my new clothes, and fighting sword. Little gentleman, This and affront both to my blood and person, I am a gentleman of as tall a birth As any least nobility, though my clothes Smell o'the lamp, my coat is honourable, Right honourable, full, of or, and argent, A little gentleman! You called me little gentleman. Why you do walk enchanted, Have you such pretty charms in town? But stay, Who must I have to attend me? Of what condition must they be, and how Many in number sir? Do not Ladies Play the good fellows too? there's no true mirth Without e'm, I have now such tickling fancies, That Doctor of the chair of wit, has read A precious lecture, how I should behave My self to Ladies, as now for example. And what would you caught? Madam you appear trou bled. Why sir, black (I or 'tis the colour that offends your eyesight) Is not within my reading any blemish, Sables are no disgrace in Heraldry. Save you gentlemen, save you Ladies. I must salute, no matter at which end I begin. This language should be French, by the motions Of your heads, and the mirth of your faces. 'Tis one of the finest tongues for Ladies to show their Teeth in, If you'll Latin I am for you, or Greek it, My tailor has not put me into French yet, Mille basia, basia mille. Why so? You and I then shall be in charity, For though we should be abusive, we would the benefit Not to understand one another: where's my Aunt? I did hear music somewhere, and my brains Tuned with a bottle of your capering claret Made haste to show their dancing. Why my good tutor in election? You might have been a scholar. Why is not this my Ants house in the strand? The noble Rendezvous? Who laughs at me? Go, I will root here if I list, and talk Of Rhetoric, Logic, Latin, Greek, or any thing, And understand they too, who says the contrary? Yet in a fair way I contemn all learning, And will be ignorant as he, or he, Or any taffeta, satin, scarlet, plush, Tissue, or cloth, a bodkin gentleman, Whose manners are most gloriously infected; Did you laugh at me Lady? Is she a woman, thats another matter, Dee hear, my uncle tells me what you are. A little pink has made a lusty ship Strike her topsail, the Crow may beard the Elephant, A whelp may tame the Tiger, spite of all False decks and murderers, and a little gentleman Be hard enough to grapple with your Ladyship Top and top gallant; will you go drink uncle? Tother enchanted bottle, you and I Will tiple, and talk philosophy. And how dee Like me now? Your opinion Mr. Littlewor. My body altered? No. But what if it rain? I Like Thy providence, — such a one deserves a livery twice a year But must I call this fellow Pimp? But hear you Mr. Littleworth, is there not A method and degrees of title in Men of this a to. Good, good fellowship! But for the fool now, that should wait on me, And break me jests. But which of these two servants Must now take place. Do not you fallen out About their places; here's my noble Aunt Enter Aretina. Well my gallant Macedonian. Weel have music, I love noise, We will out roar the Thames and shake the bridge boy. Ex. Follow? He fell into the Thames At landing. He'll never sink, he has such a cork brain. Is not this my Aunt? My blood is rampant too, I must court some body, As good my Aunt, as any other body. At the bridge, At the Bears foot, where our first health began To the fair Aretina, whose sweet company Was wished by all, we could not get a lay, a Tumbler, a Device, a bona roba For any money, drawers were grown dull; We wanted our true firkes and our vagaries; When were you in drink Aunt? I first salute you, You have a soft hand Madam, are you so All over? Nay you should but smile, And then again I kiss you; and thus draw Off your white glove, and start to see your hand More excellently white, I grace my own Lip with this touch, and turning gently thus, Prepare you for my skill in Palmistry, Which out of curiosity no Lady But easily applies too, the first line I took with most ambition to find out, Is Venus girdle, a fair semicircle Enclosing both the mount of Solemnizing and Saturn, If that appear, she's for my turn, a Lady Whom nature has prepared for the career, And Cupid at my elbow, I put forward, You have this very line, Aunt. You have a Couch or Palate, I can shut The Chamber door, enrich a stranger when Your Nephew's coming into play. Are you so coy to your own flesh and blood? Heres Littleworth. Enter Littleworth wet. Why how now Tutor? It is not now, as when your worship walked By all the taverns Jack, dry as a bone. J do not think but if we cast and angle Jnto his belly, we might find some Pilchards. Come thou shalt to my bed Poor pickerel.