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You may. With which of my Ladies. I serve the daughter. She is—I know not where. Save your self Sir; you are I tak't a Courtier I am so. 'Tis so, I am; how came you by that knowledge Can you read? Right. 'Tis true. Euclid; it may be so. I have a Chest full of them in my custody; They were my old Lords, grey when I took charge on they But now look spruce and young; there's something in they. I am excellent at turning over leaves, By which I keep the worms away. I learned it of my Ladies Chaplain Sir; Men are not always bound to understand Their Library; but to omit learning, Not now considered by wise men, what is Your business here I pray? Sir, as you love me say you saw me not; I knew I should one time or other be Found out for state employments; here's my Lady. I must obscure my self. You little think. Nor ever would believe; but 'tis not my faul If the King come in person, I'll not be seen. Few words; there's one I know him not I little better then a spy upon me; If you look not to me I am gone. Have that y almost dined? stay, stay a little: That were a way indeed to be discovered No, the King shall pardon me; he has Not seen me yet for all his cunning The King; thou art ignorant I'll tell thee after dinner; 'ith mean time Direct a wandering bottle of wine this way And let me alone though I appear not in't I may have a humour to make a Mask if they Stay supper. I do not say I'll write one, for I have not My writing tongue, though I could once have read, But I can give if need be the design, Make work among the Deal board , and perhaps Can teach they as good language as another Of competent ignorance; things go not now By learning; I have read it's but to bring Some pretty impossibilities, for Antemaskes A little sense and wit disposed with thrift, With here and there Monsters to make they laugh; For the grand business to have Mercury Or Venus Dam deprat to usher in Some of the gods that are good fellows dancing, Or goddesses, and now and then a song To fill a gap; a thousand crowns perhaps For him that made it, and theres all the wit. In getting of the money. If there be a superfluous Pheasant 'Twill quell my hunger for a time; I hear Intelligence of and Oleo; if any Such things may be recovered from the courtiers That have eene appetites upon hunting dinners; You shannot need to inquire much after me. I shall be here about; why thou hast wings. Thou Wertenberg always honest. I knew't; I am not here; Do they inquire already? come I'll pledge thee; What wilt thou say if some body be sent for to Court. Th'art a good ellow, and this courtesy Shall be remembered. Leave, leave your wicket fren weel drink a cup When thou art gone; 'tis very excellent wine; And now I have a stomach Like and edge tool; But no good comes of idleness—tooth r cup; The bottle grows light headed; how now friend? No dish of meat appear; nothing to show The Kitchen and the Wineseller are friends? I would the Cook were osted honest Iacamo I was thinking of a brace of Counterfeit k just as you came. I understand Greek wine; I'll loose no time. No, 'tis my learned trencher Which Scholars sometime eam e, Euclid they call it; In my opinion this wing and leg Is worth all bodies mathematical; Now let's dispute in Greek, to the Kings health. And why do you think my friend the King Came hither with the Duke. Thy brains are in thy guts; you shall hear more; Whats this? A cup of wine to clear the passage; so Here is as they say Latin; here is Greek, and Here is for ought I know and Hebrew root, most learnedly Met together. Bottle in battle ray, present, give fire, so, as You were; have they good stomachs Iacamo? How feeds the King? My Ladies health, my Lady little Domitilla S health. I am about another to our reverend Lady Simphorosa; So, so; this wine they say will make us see things double, Here is but one Leg visible; well for this favour Gentlemen if I be forc worser to live in court I'll make You all in time; who can write or read among you. You shall have all preferment trust to me, And mark my steps; here to the courteous drinker; Now do I find a noble constitution in me, now Could I leap; would thou Wertenberg any living Lady In my way now. The Lords do rise and fallen. Every man go his own way; I wonnot see The King for all this. Friend. Dee hear no body say he saw me, I wonnot Be seen yet. You may do what you will Madam; me Into fine clothes, and make and ass of me; But should you wrap me in a Lyons skin. Pray Madam tell me in six words of sense, What shall I do hete; I'll not see the King, Though he have cunningly devised this trick Only to bring me hither and betray me To offices, make me at least and Idol. And Idol in the Country I have read A thing we call a worshipful, a right worshipful, Descended from the house of the fac totums, Lord of the soil, and Cock of his own dunghill. All that nothing; Ignorance every day comes into fashion, And no mean statesmen now when they do writ Their names, do for their honours so con ive it, You can hardly know a nobleman from a mark. No I find no such thing in my constitution; Every man is not bound to be Religious; Men of my bulk and bearing should not fast so; I am not given by nature to drink water, Or lie without a shirt; I have corns Madam, And I would make less conscience to undo My Shoemaker, then walk on wooden Pantables I will endure to serve you still and dwell here, So you c nceale me from the King; 'tis not That I do owe his Majesty ill will; I could endure him too upon condition, He would make nothing on me. No, I would be a middling Christian; But what will you do here your self; yowl be in. And cast away your self Upon some pageant, one whose wit must be Beholding to another's Wool to keep it warm; One that can dance and sing and wag his feather, And artificial Calf carrier; A youth that's sowed together by his Tailor, And taken a pieces by his Surgeon. I could say more. You were best say I God it here at Court; pray heaven I do not Lose what I brought; I had a wholesome wit I'th Country; ask the Parish and the Parson For I kept company with those that read And learn wit now by the ear; if any slip from me, As where there is a plenty some will out, Here are so many wit catchers, a lost maidenhead Is sooner found and set upon the shoulders Of the right owner. A fool; your servant Madam. I thank you, I tell you I'll not see the King, or if I did, Yes I look Like a fool, I could be angry, But then you'd say I were a fool indeed. Wood I had been a fool, I would I had, for my own sake I wish it, I should not have been tempted hither then, By which I have endangered my good parts, To State employment; but I'll be wise enough, He has not seen me yet nor shanot if There be a witch in Naples, or a missed That will be bought for money to walk the Court in But take your course, and I were at home again. I would live in the Seller, the Wine Seller. There were some fortifi ation to be made Against the Court invasions, con mines Of sand and Sack, a man might thrust himself Among the bottles, and defy the world, Be drunk, and not be called out of his sleep To go Ambassador. I will do any thing but see the King. A sprig of the Nobility called Octavio Desires access. Here are so many tricks, and turns, and doors I'these Court lodgings, I have lost my self. It you betrayed me to the King, and caused My Ladies to be sent for, with more cunning To bring me hither; but alls one, he has Not seen me yet not sha'not; which Is my ay out of this labyrinth. You are beside the story Sir; I did read once That Hero had no upper lip; she was A Lady of Leanders lake. I know not whither it be my wit or clothes, Or disposition of the place, or all Together, but I am sum e I am in love, I find it by the losing of my stomach; I am most strangely in love. I know not. I hope 'tis with my self, for I did vow When my first mistress died which was, A dairy maid that we had i'th Country, To love no living woman above and hour; She was the very cream of all her Sex; Oft have we churned together. Marry do I Sir; is that so wonderful at Court. You shall excuse me; put your honours Upon some body else. I have not read of late. Honour a bubble is that is soon broke, A Gloworme seeming fire, but has no smoke. And smoke for air; A painted Sunbeam, piece of gilded Chaff, And he that trusts leans to a broken staff. O he that leans to a broken staff shall Find that presently. King be your leave; I vanish. It has undone me.