BOVALDO

Is not that your daughter? Has she found another father? Let them tell the marks that lost it and take it again By my consent Sebastian's a forehorse-but would I were to be the Dukes taster, Howes that? the Duke does love her, I hope not Honestly, she was not born to he a Duchess, I have it Heaven forgive us, the Duke means to make her own father the Pander, 'tis so, he does not use to give such offices for nothing, well go thy ways for a princely Ferret, she cannot hold out upon these terms Tw'ere better you were both pickeld, I want patience to see any man kiss A handsome Gentlewoman, and when my own lips Cannot use their own privilege, I prophesy what Will Become on her, for all her modesty, but dare stay No longer the sighed of so much temptation. So please your highness he's not ith Court Unless he be in some o'the lobbies, I could Not examine all: would? 'tis come about, and the Father I'll lay my life is laying the law to her, Why was not I a Duke, I have as many titil lations, though I be the elder huntsman. Hayda a Privy Counselor too. We are Like to have fine smock-age ont, virgins will be virgins If the Duke hold this humour and at such price forestall the market; A widow will be excellent meat again; he's Melancholy, Would you were as right for your own sake: If you have a mind to quarrel drink. I'll bear you company My Lord— I'll led you sir. Ever while you live drink wine at the fountain Let it be rich and sparkling, my precious varlet, and how And how go things at Court? I would Hippolito were here, he's a good fellow, and takes After his father, the Duke makes much on him Let it come, I am glad to see you sociable, come to the City and leave purchasing, du ty acres And it were as deep as and usurers conscience, My boy should have't Shall have any? Be gone then. Yet again, will you have your occupation broke about Your head? I'll make you cry and tune your voice to the lamentation Of o my fiddle, if you remove not presently. Come whom shall we now remember? heres to your Mistress Till threescore you're allowed, I never wore more favours at one and twenty, this Ribbon came from a Countess, this lock I wear for a young Ladies sake, this touch was the fallen of a Gentlewoman's fan that is new come to Court And she be, there is hope the Courtiers may convert her, here's To her first Enter Juggler. How many is there of you? Prithee Hocus Pocus, keep thy grannams huckle bone. And leave us. Come our blood cools; here's to your fair daughter I do not flatter you, but you may be proud, I say no more Your daughter, she's a handsome Gentlewoman, there be Worse faces at Court; Honesty where is it? Take heed what you say, least you be made to justify it Honesty every where? Heres to you, come. If all were of your mind who should thrive in this world? Pledge me How shall Christians behave themselves in great offices? Or under-clarkes purchase honesty? but one term were enough to undo the City, the Court were but in ill case if great men should stand upon't, for the Country, 'tis bought and sold every market day. Come begin to me To the Duke. How? He loves your daughter— Let it come, me thinks he is a very fine Gentleman, And one that loves a wench as well— As ill as I, let it be so, I were no good subject to deny it To his Highness. Are you not so still? 'Tis welcome, shall we double our files? Charge me home then. Right, if a man dares not be honest he is a Coward But he that dares be dishonest, A pretty fellow heres to you again; shalls have a wench? now am I addicted to embrace any thing in the likeness of a woman, o for a Chambermaid to wrestle withal; send for a brace of Basaliskes, thou hast no spirit no Masculine virtue, now could I over run the whole Country of the Amazons. Heres to a Penthesilia bear up my valiant Mirmidon and we will do such feats shall make the Trojans wonder at our backs and bring Dame Hellen to us. How not generous take heed what you say Then drink your drink, Now Troy burnesblew, whereas Hecuba? Upon a condition I will drink to thee No, no, thou wot not do so much, and a man should die for a lift a'the leg: the Duke has a great mind to thy daughter, he is but mortal flesh and blood, there be Subject's that have as found bodies no dispraise to his Excellency. Fear? would any durst send to me such A virgin Pinnace, rigged and gay with all flags. Nay nay, thou art so waspish, if a friend desired a courtesy, that is in fashion; because the Duke— Boy I'll pay the reckoning; Be honest and see what will Come on't I'll seek out my son Hippolito. Hee'e be ruled by me, here's a coil about a tassel Gentle If please your grace let it be my employment Your highness humble servant I am sorry my son should be absent, when your grace has service for him, but I'll find him out, I am acquainted with two or three of his haunts I know a Tavern is next door to a— It has a course name To a baudyhouse To find him there, I cannot help it? 'Tis a trick he learned in France sir, where your nobility practice, he will leave it, when Capering and Kissing are out of fashion with Gentlemen And wilder too I should be sorry else I had never broke my wives heart else, with supping abroad and midnight revels I should would been troubled with her till this time Not much for the cross point, But with your highness licence, I'll find out Hippolito To attend your pleasure. Save you Signior is my son here? You do not answer as you were wont, I ask for Hippolito, your friend, How is it with your beauteous Clariana? Pray commend my service to her Nothing but my service to your Lady Look? I guest so at first sighed, may I presume to ask it? That all? Yes a friend was made a Cuckold by a friend He did his wife and him a courtesy. I am not of your mind, and I had don't my self, I should Never had so much despair as to hang my self, why 'tis as Common as shifting a trencher What dee see in my forehead you should think me so miserable? I can tell you, what they should be, They should be honest and love their husbands, and for their Sakes their bastards, which if they understand they are bound, to keep, because their ill conditions drive us a broad to get they. All this yowl justify a wife How mean you in the way of lying with her? I am of my first opinion, there is not much treason In't, if she be handsome Nor kindred much in such a case Yes if he should abuse her, but if he did but lie with her I should commend him, make the case your own would you deny a friend that wanted linen the courtesy of your clean shirt? a woe man is a more necessary wearing, and yet never the worse for't Fare you well sir, I would but answered to your questions My son has made this choice I hear, I'll Call her any thing But where Hippolito —a buxom thing. Whither? a musical lip. I should be pleased with such another,—a light wench And a yare, I'll attend you Lady. Exit. How came this tragedy? Howes this? She is too near this grief, this punishment Should would been mine long since, I was his father In sin as well as years, she is dead already Thy glass had many sands till it was broken Then those few minutes that are left of mine, I'll number with my prayers. Enter Duke. Eub. Seb. Court. He is departed Not at the Court? why he desired I should meet him here He waits well in the mean time, who in the name of wantonness keeps him away, I know 'tis a wench, 'tis a perilous boy, my own son to a hair, and he should not love a woman I would disinherit him, for I am of opinion and Athist sometime is better then and Eunnch, And yet cannot the Court find him game enough, but he must leap the pale and straggle so far for Venison, that the Duke must hunt after him; and he were not my own flesh and blood, I would counsel him to marry, but they are dangerous, and a disease is more curable then a wife, for she indeed is a he tick fever although I buried mine seven year ago, yet I feel a grudging of her still, and for a needs could guess at the change of weather by the knowledge her noise has infu worser into my bones.