SHARKINO

Scarabeo. Is the door tongue tide, scrue your self half out a one of the crevices, and give me notice what patient approa these me. This ucus bears A lively tincture, o the check mnst blush That wears it, their deceived that say Art is the ape of nature. Who is't? Admit her. How does your virtuous Lady. All is prepared here. Variety of faces is now in fashion, and all little enough for some to set a good face on't, o Ladies may now and then commit and have some colour for't, but these are but of our art, the things we can prescribe to be ta ken inwardly, are pretty curiosities, we can prolong life. O any that will go to the price. O natural and artificial, Nessas blood was milk To em, and extraction of Toads and Vipers, look Heres a parcel of Claudius Caesars posset, Given him by his wife Agrippina here is some of Hannibal's medicine he carried always in the Pummel of his sword, for a dead lift, a very active Poison, which passing the Orifice, kindles Strait a fire inflames the blood, and makes that marrow Fly, have you occasion to apply one. A Rat, give him his bane, would you destroy a City, I have probatinus of Italian Salads, and our own Country figs shall do it rarely, a Rat, I have scarce a poison so base, the worst is able to kill a man, I have all sorts, from a minute to seven years in operation, and leave no marks behind em, a Rats a Rat. Here, you may cast it away upon't, but 'tis a disparage meant to the poison. Because it is for a Rat you shall pay no more, my sir vice to my Lady, my poisons howsoever I give them, variety of operations are all but one. Knocks within. Honest Rats bane in severall-shapes, their virtue is common, and will not be long in killing; you were best look it be a Rat, Scarabeo. Usher him in, it is some Done. They call me Sharkino. Your gracious pardon. Your honours sublimity does illustrate this habitation Is there any thing wherein Sharkino may express service? if ought within the circumference Of a medicinal or Mathematical science, May have acceptance with your cel itude, to shall devolve it self. Take I beseech your hon ur, they are dangerous, this is the devis , It is a dreadful circle of conjuration, fortified With sacred characters against the power Of inferra l spirits, within whose round I can tread Sa ely, when hell burns round about me. Will you see the devil sir? All the degrees of it this is ordinary. Here a powder whose ingrediences were fetched From Arab the happy, a sublimation of the Phoenix Ashes, when she last burned her self, it bears the Colo r of cinnamon, two or three souples put into A cup of wine, fetches up her heart can scar e Keep it in, for running out of her mouth to you My nob e Lord. Your honour is bountiful, there needs no circumstance, Minister it by whom you please, your intention binds it to operation. Please you my Lord obscure your self behind these hangings then, till they be gone, I'll dispatch'em the sooner; or if your honour think fit, 'tis but clouding your person with a simple cloak of mine, and you may at pleasure pass with out discovery, my Anatomy shall wait on you. Between 7 and 8. the hour; the 1 Luna, the 2 Saturn, the 3 Jupiter, the 4 Mars, the 5 Solemnizing, the 6 Ven S, the 7 Mercury, would then it was stolen, Mercury is a thief, your goods are stolen. Mercury is above the Moon man. Well you're a servant, I'll do something for you; What will you say, if I show you the man that stole your Spoons and Napkins presently, will that satisfy you. Go to, hears a glass. Stand your backs North, and stir not till I bid you; What see you there? Look again, and mark, stand yet more North. Mark this fellow mu fled in the cloak, he hath stolen your spoons and Napkins, does he not skulk. Yet stir not, Be not too rash, my Art tells me there is danger in't, you must be blinfold all, if you observe me not, all is to no purpose, you must not see till you be forth a doors, shut your eyes, and lead one another, when you are abroad open them and you shall see again. The same, then use your pleasures, so, be sure you see not, conduct them Scarabeo. What? Dost not thou know? Let me see Urina meretrix; the colour is a strumpet, but the contents deceive not, your maiden head is gone. You are not every body, by my Art, as in other things that have been stolen, he that hath stolen your maiden head shall bring it again. What ails your Lordship? Alas one of them was mad, and brought to me to cure him. This is strange. Take down your spirit, look you, dee see this inch and a half, how tall a man do you think he was? He was twelve cum its high, and three yards compass at the waste when I took him in hand first, isle draw him through a ring ere I have done with him: I keep him now to break my poisons, to eat Spiders and Toads, which is the only dish his heart wishes for; a Capon destroys him, and the very sighed of beef or mutton makes him sick; look, you shall see him eat his supper, come on your ways, what say you to this Spider? look how he leaps. Here, saw you that? how many legs now for the haunch of a Toad. It shall never well him, by to morrow he shall be and inch abated, and I can with and other experiment plump him and heighten him at my pleasure; isle warrant isle take you down my Lord. Far be it from Shirkino, I have gentle pellets for your Lordship, shall melt in your mouth, and take of your valour insensibly; Lozenges that shall comfort your stomach, and but at a week restrain your fury two or three thoughts; does your honour think I would forget my self, I show you by this Rat what I can do by Art: your Lordship shall have and easy composition, no hurt ith' world in't; here take but half a dozen of these going to bed, ever morning; it shall work gently, and in the virtue appear every day after ward. Happiness wait on your egregious Lordship, my phy sick Shall make your body soluble, but for working on your spirit, believe it when you find it; with any lies we must set forth siour'mples and compositions to utter them: so this is a good days work; lean chaps lay up, and because you have performed hamsomly, there is some silver for you, lay up my properties: 'Tis night already, thus we knaves will thrive, when honest plainness know not how to live.