CORNELIUS

No, believe it Sir, they are taken up for the Dukes own tooth. Why the Duke passing by, cast his eye upon them, and with it, I believe, his fancy: for upon some consideration, he sent back, to give command, they should be brought hither to my Lords House. I, this will be good, stand aside, & give 'he law. Well said Innocence, thou art at home, and playest within doors, the to there is more open. And may be so when he has done with them, That's my comfort. She's the better descended of the two. What'le all this come to? What whirl's this? But what is this intended for trow; a Pastoral, or a Comedy? It's best so, when the Tongue may forfeit the Head: I have a coned Speech already; Long live the Duchess. You shall see he will be drunk with Wine As well as with Love. Questionless, by this time; they were at To have and to hold when I left'hem. Look you, here come the Feathers, the inseparable Coxcombs of the Court. Oh for and Informer—Capital Treason. Pray Heaven the Duke be in his right senses, He talks all Raptures, studied Poetry. What's that? To require you, That breath were better kept, to cool your Porridge. If he continue as he begins, I'll give my Wife the Breeches; for Women will reign, that's certain. It is the maddest world, the report goes she hud lie with on for a Nosegay. Why a Garland let it be, she had been better wone it with some other dance then the old one: but she has hard measure me thinks, not to be allowed and Advocate; for alas, what can a woman say for her self in such a case? Yes, if he have a feeling of the business. Out of the clouds I think, For no man dares own it. So could not I without a rug Gown. But that you justify ir so vehemently, I should not a believed it: Lost again. Where's he that asked that question? The invisible voice is come again, Yes Sir. Why if yowl walk our way, we will guard you. How now Carolus, how do's my Lord? What a Pox is that to the purpose, has he made his will. Let him bestow it upon his friends, we can live without it. They say but be it spoken in private that a Rat hants him, is it so? thou canst tell. Well, lets hear what hast thou herd. And I herd mine at the Apothecaries. Here's a Leash of us Sir. By this Air, Earth, Fire and Water too, not I: zbloud I get no more then you, and why should I then? Why, what can I help it. (you. And so may Sfoot he shifts his Room, I'll not be seen. Will there be such Revels say you. Private, why there are gone out Proclamations, that whosoever can by device, or any quick conceits de light the Duchess, he shall have correspondent to his quality and Annual stipend beside the favour of the Duke for ever. It's a better hearing then the old Jealousy's. Whats your Lord confined to his house i'the country. And how find you your new Lord. Is not the Poet amongst them. May I not under your protection, Behold the sports. Why I thank you.