FITZGRAVE

You do your Beauty's injury, sweet virgin, To lose the time they must rejoice in youth: Theres no perfection in a woman placed But wasts it self though it be never wasted, Then judge your wrongs your self. Ough. You lie, I came forth to go. 'Tis better in my pocket. I've so much logic to con ute a knave, a thief, a rogue- As you're a rogue? You bade me stand? And then deliver? Have you your boy so ready: o thou world, How art thou muffled in deceitful fonnes: There's such a missed of these, and still hath been, The brightness of true Gentry is scarce seen: This journey was most happily assigned, I have found him dross both in his means and mind: what papers this he dropped? isle look on't as I go. And amongst those three, only one hurt you sir. Faith isle come instantly? Nay Master Goldstore I would sworke—do you hear sir: Foot my cloak, my cloak Master Goldstone, slife what meant you by this sir you'll bring it back again, I hope, no not yet, by my troth I care very little for such kind of jesting, me thinks this familiarity now extends a little too far, unless it be a new fashion come forth this morning secretly yester day twould have shown unmannerly, and saucily; I scarce know yet what to think on't, well there's no great profit in standing in my shirt, isle on with my clothes, has bound me to follow the suit, my cloaks a stranger he was made but yesterday, & I do not love to trust him alone in company. Slain and alive? o cruel execution? What man so sauage-spirited durst presume, To strike down attin on two taffeties cut: Oh li e his hand against a Beaver hat. How, pawnde I ? pray let me near out this story, come, and isle lend you to the next barbers-surgeons;—pawnde my cloak? How? You win my heart then: The Devil scarce knew what a portion he gave his children, when he allowde they large impudence to live upon, & so turned em into World, surely he gave away the third partly of the ri ches of his kingdom, revenues are but fools too't; the filed tongue and the undaunted forehead, Are mighty patrimonies, wealthier then those The City- Sire, or the Court-father leaves, In these behold it, riches oft Like flaues Revolt, they bear their foreheads to their graves, What soonest grasps advancement, me great suits Trips down rich widows, gains repute and name, Makes way where ere it comes, bewitches all Thou impudence, the minion of our days On whose pale cheeks favour and fortune plays! Call you these your five Gallants, trust me they're rare fellows They live on nothing; many cannot live on something, Here they may take example;—Suspectless virgin! How easy had thy Goodness be beguiled Now only rests, that as to me they're known, So to the world their base Arts may be shown. Are your father's dead gentlemen, you're so m rry. In a Mask! Puh, how can I express em otherwise but bravely: now for a Mercury and all were fitted. Why none better. Why then we are suited; for torchbearers and Shield boys, these are always the writers properties; you're not troub led with them. I warrant you gentlemen. Now I know that let me a oh e to fit you. How now? why Ladies, a retreat, come, you have shown your spirits sufficiently, y are all land captains, and so they shall find that come in your quarters, but have you the law free now to fight and scrath among your selves and let your Gallants run away with us. Why then I perceive you know nothing: why they are in the way of marriage: A knights daughter here in town makes her election among em this night. You have more cause to join, and play the grounds of friendship amongst your selves, then rashly run divisional could tell you a means to pleasure you: You should be all there in presence See all, hear all, and yet not they perceive you. I can stand you in stead, For I frame the device,— Will you do't—hark you— Agree among your selves, for shame. Are our Gallants these? Finished already, thats well? I'll see thy master shortly I have blazed them, Look this is Pursuit:, the device, a purse wide open, and the mouth downward. The wood, Alienis ee r nis. One that lives out of other men's pockets, Here's Goldstones three silver dice, They're hie men fit for his purposes—The word, So much the word imports—Master Primero, The device, and vnuallued pearl, hid in a cave. The word, Occulos vendit honores, One that sells maidenheads by wholesale; Master Frip? The devise for him; a Cuckoo sitting on a tree? The word, Enauis ex a ib S; one bird made of many; for you know as the Sparrow hatches the Cuckoo, so the Gentleman feathers the Broker? They will scorn gentlemen: and to assist them the bet ter, Pursnets boy that little precious pickpocket, has a come pend ous speech in Latin, and Like a Mercury presents their their dispositions more liberally: Hang they, their counterfeits, no honest spirit will pity they This is my Crown, So good men smile I dread no rascals frown. Away, bestow your selves secretly, ore'head, this is the place appointed for the rehearsal, to practice their behaviours. That's my credit sir, I warrant you? I have took a course for that, fear it not sir; look you first here be your Shields: I pray be contained a little gentlemen, they'll come all time enough to you, I warrant: Yours to begin withal sir? Your bounty powers it self forth to all men. Master Goldstone heers yours sir, 3. silver Dice, the word, Fratrem que Patrem que ? Fortune of my side? For the device A Candle in a corner; the word, Con sumptio, Victus: My light is yet in darkness, till in oy her, right sir? The Device and vnuallued pearl hid in a Cave. The word, Occultes vendit honores; A black men a pearl in a fair Ladies eye, Trust to me, your device here is a Cuckoo sitting on a tree, The word, En Anis ex A ib S. Why do you know what it's sir. O, I keep one tune, I ecant not. Did I not promise you I would fit you. Suppose the shields are presented, then you begin boy. He confesles the Thief's his. The second and notorious lecher maintained by harlots cuius virtus consumptio corpus. I'faith here's all now Gentlemen. I, furnish Gentlemen, furnish. Latroni? why Sheerfe of the Shear. Now gentlemen are you satsfied and pleased? Amongst us now falls that desired lot, For we shall blast five rivals with one plot. Hold stop that boy there. Here. 'Twas I framed your devise: do you see 'twas I; The whole assembly has took notice of it, That you are a gallant cheator, So much the pawning of my cloak contains You a base thief, think of Come-park and tell me that your a hired Smokster, heres her letter. In which we are cer tified that you are a Bawd. All which we here present Like captive slaves, Waiting that doom which their presumption craves. Since 'tis your pleasure to refer to me, The doom of these; I have provided so: They shall not altogether lose their cost; See I have brought wives for em. The doom is passed, So since your aim was marriage: Either embrace it in these Courtesans, Or have your base acts, and fello ous live Proclaimed to the indignation of the law, Which will provide a public punishment: As for the boy, and that infectious Bawd, We put forth those to whipping. Away with him. I'll be no more de erd come, when do you join: How can they, when the come to such as you? I would ll my wishes. Oh cease, I dare not hear such blasphemy, What is without you worthy, I neglect, In you is placest the worth that I respect: Vouchsase unequaled Virgin whereon I justly kept, Accept this worthless favour from your servants arm, the hall lowed beads, The true and perfect number of my fighs. Even as my isle ra e it? Their looks run through, & through me, & the st gs Of their Snake-hissing whispers pierced my hearing: They're mad she graced me with one private minute, Above their Fortune's, I have observed em often, Most spitefully aspected towards my happiness, Beyond all others: but the use I know not, A quiet month the Virgin has enclosed Unto her self: suitors stand without till then, In which space cunningly lle wind my self, Into their Bosoms. I have bethought the shape, Some credulous Scholar, easily infected With fashion time, and humour. unto such Their deepest thoughts, will Like to wanton fish , Play above water, and be all parts seen: F r since me their envy pi es isle see Whither their lives from touch of blame fit free. A pretty recreation i'faith. Pax on't: we spoil our selves for want of these things at University? None that shall see their cunning will believe it, The Jewel, heart the Jewel. Nothing sir, a spice of poetry, a kind a fury, A disease runs among Scholars. Who, till make some stamp and stare, make a strange noise, Curse swear, beat Tire-men, and kick players boys, The effects are very fearful. O you needs not fear it sir—hell of this luck. How can I gain her love, when I have lost her favour. My pocket picked, this was no bro he -house, A music school; damnation has fine shapes, I paid inoug for'th song, I have lost a jewel To me more precious then their souls to them, That gave consent to filch it, isle hunt hard: Wast time and money, trace and wheel about, But I will find these secret mischiefs out-how now, whats he: O a servant to my love, being thus disguizde, I'll learn some news, now sir; you belong to me. Would a chain of pearl sayest thou. Would? Thou be a mad fellow indeed, some comfort yet, Thats hers is missing too, I feel my soul at much more ease: both stolen. When griefs have partners they are better born. Save you sweet Gentlemen. He tells you right sir. Come-park he would say. Master Goldstone, your and early Gallant sir? Why whats a clock sir? 'Tis a Gentleman's hour, says Master Goldstone isle be ready in a trice. How now, whose this? sfoot one of our Gallants, knocked down Like a Calf, is there such a plauge of em here at London, they begun to knock em ath head already: The Broker-Gallant, and the Cheating-Gallant, Now I have found they all, I so rejoice, That the redeeming of my cloak I weigh not: I have spied him. C mes it in there? Never I a h sir. Every day shortly. This very night, and they all present themselves in a mask before her, know you not this? Heart 'tis the curtizy of his scarf un asked him to me, Above the lip by chance, isle counterfeit, Light, because I am a scholar, you think belike that scholars have no metal in em, but you shall find,—I have not done with you cousin. But that you're women and are hardly secret. How why this my cloak, life how came my cloak hither? Holla: These four are his companions, the one a notable chea ter, that will cousin his own father. Master Goldstone, my cloak, come where's my cloak sir? Betrayed e new forth to betrayed, you have not so much worth: nay struggle not with the net, you are caught for this world. Why master Goldstone? Faith sir, I met with a couple of my fellow pupils at V niuersitie, & so we renewed our acquaintance & supped together. Faith not very deeply sir, enough for a scholar, some half a score royals. Master Goldstone. Why. There you remember your honour sir. What house is this sir?