LODAM

Where is Sir John Belfare? I congratulate.— Yes I saw him, but— I kn w not how he does, Where is the Lady that must be undone to night, Your daughter? The news? Why wo'd ye know the news? 'tis none a'ch best. They say for certain, There were fou e and twenty Colliers cast away, Coming from Newcastle 'tis cold news ith' City, But there is worse news broad. They say that Canary sack, m st dance Again to the Apothecaries, and be sold for Physic, in hum-glasses, and thin bles that the Spaw-water must be transported hither, and Be drunk instead of French wines: For my partly, I am but one. This citadel may endure as long a siege As another, if the pride of my flesh must be Pulled down, farewell it has done me Service this forty year: let it go. Yes Sir John, I saw him but — it three days ago. I have no stomach sir to your acquaintance, You are a thought too lean. I do give you great thank, and do mean to dance at your Wedding for't, I do marvel Master Beauford is not earlier, I should would been here with music Lady, and have fiddled you too, before you were up, these lean Lovers, would nothing in em, slow men of London. Who's this? she has a mortal eye. I do foresee a fallen of this tower already, Love begins to undermine it. Mistress, a word in private. Good sir John, isle wait upon you, It is dinner time. Exeunt. Sir I do love your daughter:— I thought it necessary to acquaint you first, because I would go about the business ju dicially. I'll promise you one thing. I'll bring your daughter no wealth. But I will bring her that which is greater then wealth. My self. Nay, isle bring her more. I can bring her good qualities, if sh want any: I would tram veiled for em. The Langu ges. Diggon a cam ag. Pocas pallabris. Troth I have such a confusion of languages in my head, you must even take em as they come. Serge-dubois, —Calli-mancho, et Perpetuana. Me cy Madame— Salutes Jane. I cannot tell how you stand affected, but if you can love a man, I know not what is wanting, greatness is a thing that your wisest Ladies have and itch after: for my own partly I was ne ver in love before, and if you have me not, never will be again. Think on't between this and after dinner, I will stay o'purpose for your answer. I wood not be kept in expectation above and hour, for love is worse then a Lent to me, and fasting is a thing my flesh abhors, if my do blet be not fi ed, I know who fa es the worse for't. I would keep my flesh to swear by, and if you and I cannot agree upon the matter, I would lose nothing by you. Ever while you live, a fat man, and a man of resolution go together: I do not commend my self, but there are no such fiery things in nature. 'Tis proved, put em to my Actium, and see, if they do not smoke it, they are men of mettle, and the greatest melters in the World, one hight service makes em rost, and they have enough in em to baste a hundred — you may take a lean man, marry your self to famine, and beg for a great belly, you see what be came of sir Johns daughter: —come I would wish you be well advised, there are more commodities in me, then you are aware of, if you and I couple, you shall fare Like and Empress. Not a token. I have a privilege: — I was at the Ta verne tother day, i'the next room I smelled hight Venison, I sent but a Worser awer to tell the Company, one in the house with a great belly, longed for a corner, and I had half a pasty sent me immediately: I will hold intelligence with all the Cooks i'the Town, and what dainty, but I have greatness enough to command? Let him take heed another time. Let me alone, nobody hold me. Whoreson mole-catcher — Come not near me Weezel. Again shall I kick thee to pieces. For this time I am content with kicking of thee. You spider catcher, would you not enough? you see I do not draw. Meet thee by this flesh, if thou dost but provoke me: —you do not challenge me—do not—d'ee long to be minced? Sirrah Noverint, if I can but prove, thou dost come with in three furlongs of a windmill, isle set one a top of Pauls to watch thee—shalt forfeit thy soul, and isle cancel thy body worse then any debtor of thine did his obligation—he's gone—and now I think upon the matter, I have somewhat the worst on't, for if I should kill him, I shall never be able to fly, and he has left a piece of his scull, I think, in my shoulder — whither am I bound to meet him, or no? I will consult some o'the sword men, and know whither it be a competent challenge— Chameleon. Has the Rat, your master that was, any spirit in him? Sayest thou so? I will meet him then, and hew him to pieces. 'Tis granted, follow me, isle cut him up I warrant thee. Exe. Cam, see and if he be come yet, bring me word hither. Is there so? lets steal way before we be discovered, I do not Like when m n lie p rdue, beside, there may be three or four of a heap, for ought we know: lets back I say. Hang him jade, I knew it could be nothing else: is the coast clear Chameleon? Five or six: treachery! and ambush, 'tis valour to run. And yet, thou woe 'st persuade me, it and ambush for me. Come thou Wertenberg afraid, and the truth were known; but be valiant: I have a sword; and if I do draw it shall—be against my will: is he not come yet? If he come, some body sha l smell ll a uouredly, re he and I partly:—would! by this sh 'tis he; Cam, go ell him I am sick. I have expected you this two hour S, which is more then I had one to all the men I would fought withal, since I slew the high Germane in Tutle. Draw Spider. Con erie me no conferrings: I will have no more mercy on thee, then and Infidel: and hadst been wise, thou mightest would kept thee at home, with thy melancholy y Cat, that keeps thy Study, with whom thou art in Commons, and dost feed on Rats a Sundays; then perhaps a leg or and arm, with thy Jews ears had satisfied me, when I met thee next: draw I say, why dost not draw? What with words? Sirrah Tartar, my Fox shall scratch thy guts out, which I will send to the Bear-garden: Dost hear Usuring dog, isle tell thee my resolution. I do mean to give thee as many Wounds before I kill thee, as a Surgeons sign has; and when I am weary of skar rifying thy flesh, isle boar thy heart — which done: mark what I say; I will divide thy quarters: observe and tremble; then will I would thee put into a tub or Barrel, and powder thee, and after three days in pickle, this thing that was thy servant, this Caco demon whom thou didst statue once, Chameleon, shall in revenge of his pitiful famine, eat thee up, devour thee, and grow fat i'the ribs again with thy flesh. Mammon — Which is more, after thou art dead, I wonot leave thy soul quiet, isle torment thy Ghost: for I will straight to thy house where I will break open thy Chests, lined with white and yellow mettle, which I will cast away on pious uses: then summon all thy debrors by a Drum, and give em in, all their Bills, Bonds, E uidences, Indentures, Defesances, Mortgages, Statutes. And there were a million on em. Draw I say. His sword appears Cam. Pox a'my dulues: dost hear scoundrel, if I should in cline to mercy, what submission? would? let me see — I, I, live, thou shalt upon thy knees confess thy rascality, and ask me for giuenesse in private, in the presence of mistress Jane, and the twelve Companies which at thy charge shall be feasted that day, in More-fields. Then say when thou art dead, thou were offered conditions for thy life: Cam, thou shalt feed, and feed high Chameleon, — let me see; —come 'tis my foolish nature to would compassion o'thee, I know th'art sorry, shat only confess thy self a rascal under thy hand then, and stay my in ended revenge which else would would been immortal. O Cam. — How? Is this Rawbone the Coward? Dost hear thing— consider what thou dost, come among friends, thy word shall be as good as a note under thy and, not my fury—wood I were off, with asking him forgive ness. Hold: I demand a par e. 'Tis not for your reputation to deal with a Gentleman upon unequal terms. Hold, murder, murder. Captain, should a come but a little sooner, and would seen good sport, by this flesh he came up handsomely to me; a pretty spark faith Captay e. But if you be his friend, run for a Surgeon for him, I have hurt him under the short ribs, beside a cut or two ith'shoul der: would I were in a Millars sack yonder, though I were ground for't, to be quit onem. I were best deliver my sword ere I be compelled too't— a pretty fellow, and one that will make a soldier, because I see th'ast a spirit, and c nst use thy Weapon, isle bestow a dull blade upon thee Squirrel. In love in love Captain, hea's a spark a my reputation, and worthy your acquaintance. When I am disarmed. What? when I have geent thee: 'tis at thy service, and it were a whole Cutlers shop: be confident. I will accompany thee, th'art noble, and fit for my con versation, honest master Rawbone — a pox upon you. Lady by this time, you are able to distinguish A difference Ra bone and my self. I allow it and will dine with you. How? I knew, by instinct, I had no quarrel to thee: Art thou Rawbone? No, but thou art disguised shrewdly. I to dinner bullies. Say you so, let my foe e be in too then. I, I, we may come back, and take him napping. Losing Lodam I. Next time you ride post, wind your horn, that one may get out a'the way. Say but such another word. A brace of bullets to my hear. Examine our bodies: I take it I am the fairer mark, 'tis a disadvantage: feed till you be as fat as I, and isle fight with-thee as I am a Gentleman.