PAZZORELLO

Madam. 'Tis coming out as fast as it can, sweet Didimo hold my head. Seasick quotha—a vengeance of all drunken voyages, I can do nothing but— O Madam, never did man cast up so much, and had so little skill in Arithmetic, nothing grieves me, but I have not drunk for't. I have a perpetual motion in my belly, the four winds are together by the ears in my small guts, would I had never known the Sea, little did I think—o— Fresh water? I know not, be judge by the whole ship, If I was not in a sweet pickle. If I had thought the sea would have given me so many vomits, I would have seen it burned, ere I would would ventum read so far, I would purged both ways, and the enemy had met us before we landed, I should have scoured some on em. The fit is not so violent altogether, a shipboard I run a tilt, howsoever I beseech your grace, that I may go home again. The very word Sea, boils in my stomach, and will make my mouth run over presently—ho it comes, it comes. I did think, and think on't again, but there was niece sity of going with the princess, or losing my place at court, when she came back, prithee sweet Didimo council me, I shall never endure these bouncing of guns, happy are they that can destroy gunpowder, without offence in their must rings, soldiers may talk, but there's neither wit nor honesty in making so many cripples, yet I would give one of my legs to have the tother secured, I care not which, cowards are come monly creatures of understanding, would I had purged away my soul at sea, there had been peace among the Had docks. Shall I? whats that? A right handed file. Van what's that? Perdue? And thou wodst would me one of these gentlemen. Have the bullets first salute me lie perdue as you call it, and be cut into honourable collups, or have my haunches sod by a subtlers wife, and pass for Camp mutton, this is the pre ferment you wish me to M. Didimo. and come up to the mouth of a Canon. Which if I do, I'll give the Canon leave to eat me. Hurt, no no, these are but leabitings, to have my limbs strewed about the field, or so. My head shall come off. If this could be compassed, I should love witch S the better while I live. We shall be rusty here for want of use, O for and Actium of battery, I long To fight pell mell with some body. I beseech you I may not be a Common Soldier, I would cross the seas for something, let me be gentleman of a company, and let the bull ets fly as fast as they can. Danger's and Ass, o that I were to fight With the General now for two crowns! I would desire no more then my finger against his mus ket. If we make no assault presently against the walls, I shall go near to mutiny, and kill two or three of our own Cap taines. O there is no honour, Like to marching in the van! I'll not give a rush for a man that wonot lie Perdue half a year together, and come up to the teeth of a Canon. Now you talk of the mouth; will eat every day this leaguer four and twenty Canon bullets buttered, and as many Spanish Pikes for sparagrasse: their steel points will fortify my stomach; I will kill my hundred men and hour for a twelve month together. O how I could demolish man woman and child now! He's here indeed, Didimo when shall I be bewitched, and the devil do not put me in good security? That old hag. Would you have me kiss the devil? Thou wodst not would me lie with the old witch, what a generation of hobgoblins should we have together. What a salt peeter breath she has. No more devils if you love me. Search me? where? for what? About me where in my breeches, what do you mean I shall be cut for the stone. Yes I have money of all complexions in my pocket. I defy him that has any thing in the likeness of coin. What must I do now? How cut off my finger! It came off very hard, but I beseech your learned bel damship, to accept it as a token of my duty. O my ears. What will they do with the rest of my body? O, o. O, pox oath devil o, Whither is she gone now? Where? She knows your whistle belike, well art thou sure I am enchanted now? Sure the Captain's afraid of me, he knows by instinct What I am. Desires to speak with me!—you have not told her? Would somebody would challenge me to fight before her, if the Ladies knew I were stick free they would tear me in pieces for my company. A pox a your enchantments, I had Like to have my brains beaten out, what will become of me Nothing sir, would thou hadst it. I gave but the lie to and old soldier, as we were drin king together, and he presently claps me over the pate with the rest of his musket. This is some satisfaction. Must I Be a perdue now? Madam I humbly thank you. My Will? why Sergeant I am not sick. What's that? Dost hear Sergeant, whize—do the enemies shoot any Sugar plums? So, now I am a Perdue, this will be news when I come home again, the poor fellows will fallen down and wor ship me, I always wondered, why we had so many brave Soldiers, and quarreling spirits, if they be shot free, I cannot blame em to roar so much in Taverns—whize—again, I would feign have one of these bullets hit me, that I might know certainly the toughness of my new constitution, and yet I shall hardly be sensible of it, ah my conscience if I were crammed into a Canon, and shot into the town, Like a Cat I should light upon my legs, and run home again. Uh, uh. There's somebody, now I begin for all this to be afraid, flesh will be flesh, and tremble in spite of the devil, what were I best to do? Though I be stick and shotfree, I may be beaten, and bruised as I remember, more, I may be taken prisoner by the enemy, and be hanged afterwards, and then what am I the bet ter for my enchantment, what a dull rogue was I not to except the gallows in my conditions, but it may be there is but one, qui vala —the word. O are you there, 'tis my Lady the Princesses name. I had almost forgotten, such a gentleman is expected, Now by your favour you shall first go to my Captain Fabrichio. I will make the more haste. What will become of me? And please your majesty I am innocent, I brought him hither I confess. Howe's this? are you in earnest? my Lord aword—but is this the Prince of Naples? Take your gold again, I will have more for taking a Prince, I crave the law of arms, I will have his ransom. Give me my prisoner again then. But this is strange news Didimo, is my Lady and mistress a Prisoner? I took the Prince. Why may not I with my armour of magic bustle a mong the enemies, and get honour now? That would carry double, and I might bring home the Princess behind me to the Camp; Say no more; stay, that u art sure I am sufficiently enchanted. Well remembered, if it be so sure my little Didimo you shall now give me account of all that gold and silver. There's it, this urchin has me oath hip, beside in my con science, my granam has given thee a spell too, so that we might fight our earts out, afore we kill one another. Prithee let me try, for my own satisfaction, whither my sword will run thee through or no. Wilt? now tha'rt honest. For my satisfaction, if thou lovest me. Stay, 'tis pointed—I have a great mind, but if—but if—I should—I am enchanted; doot, stay, I wonot see't: now— O! He has run me through body and soul, hum I see no point, nor blood, nor pain, would? 'Tis so, God a mercy Didimo, I am right, I see't. I will dispatch these wars presently. Tell not me, I will then go seek adventures, We'll wander to relieve distressed damsels, Through woods with monsters, and with Giants haunted, And kill the Devil Like a knight enchanted. Madam I have and humble suit to your highness. Nay nay, I do believe it, and will be valiant accor dingly, they pinched and kicked me devilishly for all that. Knives, daggers, swords, pikes, guns both great & small Now Pazzarello does defy you all. Thats by witchcraft. I had forgotten it. Captain, Captain, a word.