GOLDSTONE

Heart? Fitsgraue in such bosom single-loues? Manifold blisses wait on her desire, whose beauty and whose mind so many honour? Good. Nay I beseech you gallants be more inward with this, Piping hot from the University, he smells of buttered loaves yet, and excellent scholar, but the arrantest Ass, for this our Soliciter, he's a rare fellow five and forty mile hence, believe that: his friends are of the old fashi on, all in their graves, and now has he the leisure to fol low all fashions, ply the Brothels, Practice salutes and Cringes. Now deer acquaintance, I'll bring you to see fashions. O of great name here music is professed, Here sometimes Ladies practice, and the meanest, Daughters to men of worship, Whom Gentlemen, such as our selves may visit, Court, clip and exercise our wits upon, It is a professed courtesy. I seldom saw so few here, you shall haue'em some times in every corner of the house, with their Viols betwixt their legs, and play the sweetest strokes twould een filch your soul almost out of your bosom. You have no such natural happiness, let's draw near, Seven year in my knowledge Why 'tis most certain. Kiss again? A cheat or two among these Mistress's, Would not be ill bestowed, I affect none, But for my pray such are their affections, I know it, how could drabs and cheaters live else, Then since the world rolls on dissimulation, I'll be the first dissembler. To a Gentleman, That thus so long and has so sincerely lou'de you, As I my self, never was less pity shown. But to me. Go too, 'tas scarde you much, When had I other argument, I've often tendered you my love and service, And that in no mean fashion: Yet were you never that requ tefull Mistress, That grac st me with one favour, Slight, not so much as such a pretty ring, pax on't, It's almost broke my heart. What reckon I a Satin gown or two, If she were wise. Have you the face i'faith. Prithee hence, by this light you get none on't. I hold your favours of more pure esteem, Then to partly from they, aith I do, How ere you think of me. Twenty nobles pox of twenty nobles, But you must cost me more, you pretty villain, Ah you little rogue. Why the Miter in my mind, For neat attendance, diligent boys and, push, excels it fair. How now sir? what mou'de you? Mass it made you stamp. Hark, he's at it again. What money hast about thee? The Stone's twenty nobles. Sir, in regard of our continued boldness, & trouble, (which love to your Music hath made us guilty of) shall we in treat your worships company, with these sweet Ladies, your professed Scholars, to take partly of a poor Supper with my self and these Gentlemen at the Miter. Again, you quarter her. We are bold and insatiate Suitors sir to the breath of your music, & the deer sighed of those Ladies. Nay where a man loves most, there to be scanted. Nay I can assure you thus far, I that never knew the language would e herd so much that Ars, is Latin for Art, and it' may well be too, or ther's more art int now a days the ̄ ever was: Hark you, go too, you have lost much by unkindness, go your ways. But yet there's no time passed, you may redeem it. In jest no you shall see. I ru love made jest. Sfoot I was never so wronged in my life, Think you I am in jest with you, what with my love? I could find ghter subjects you shall see, And time will show, how much you injure me. Will I live. Why this was well come off now, Where my old Servingman? not yet returned, O here he peeps: now sirrah? Both the great Beakers. Just the same size. So fallen off respectively now. His Lordship must hold me excused till morning, I'll not break company to night, Where sup w e Gallants? S p there who list, I have forsworn the house. As I am a right Gentleman. 'Twill serve, and the Ring safe and secret, I wish no higher: what Gallants are you constant, Does the place hold? Come sir. The bigness of the boar, joust the same size, The marks, no difference: away, put money in thy pocket, and offer to draw in upon the least occasion. Hist. The Vintner himself, Ilo shift away these beakets by a slight. How now you conjuring rascal? Humours: say that again. Whats thy name Vintner? Cannot I push they together without your help? Standards, there lie your Standards. Let me come to the sighed of your Standards again. I do not desire't; would, would. I am for you Gallants—Master Boxeer cry you mercy sir, why supped you from us? Fie, thats none of the newest fashion, I must tell you that master Bouser, you must never take acquaintance of any ath' University, when you are at London, nor any of London when you're at University you must be more forgetful i'faith, every place ministers his acquaintance abundantly. I warrant you here's a Gentleman will never commit such and absurdity. This is strange sir. 'Twas kindly done of him i'faith, You could not choose. And yet knew who he was. To fools and knaves they never miss on't. Nay then to Dice: come set me Gallants, set. These are mine sir. Sfoot you see, there's none here to draw in. Pray excuse me Gentlemen: soot how now goodma ̄ Rascal, what? because you served my Grandfather when he went Ambassador, & God some ten pound by'th hand, has that put such spirit in you, to offer to draw in among Gentlemen of worship, knave. Yes, come, and you be weary on't, I pray draw never sir. Hinder me not sweet gentlemen—you rascal—I banish thee the board. Sfoot I saw such a one lately. Came there no strangers here? This a marvelous matter, that a Goblet should be gone, and none but we in the room, the lose is mere all, here as we are; keep the door Vintner. Tut, you are and Ass; do you know every men nature: There's a Broker ith' company. Seek about flower,—What was the Goblet worth Vintne. Pox on't Gentlemen, 'tis but Angels a piece, it shall be a brace of mine, rather then I would have our reputations brea worser upon by all comers, for you must think theile talk ont in all companies; such a night, in such a company, such a Gob let, Sfoot it may grow to a gangrene in our credits and be incurable. Yet they send thee this comfort by me, if they see thee but rest satisfied, and depart away contented, which will ap pear in thy countenance; not three times thrice the worth of the Goblet shall hang between them and thee, both in their continual custom, and all their acquaintances. Say it again: do you hear Gentlemen? Why la, was not this better then hazarding our repu tations upon trifles, and in such public as a Tavern, such a questionable place. Peep yond sir under. Ye, at your book so hard. Why how now, what has fate sent us here, in the name of Venus goddess of Cypress. No more, thats conscionable i'faith. I must remember you, it's Miter-night Ladies. Nay gentlemen you quite forget your hour, ead master Bowser Did I not? yes faith did I, and thou shalt have it, go firrah run for a Tailor presently. Let me see for the colour now; Orange tawny, Peach colour, what sayest to a Watchet Satin? A Watchet Satin gown. Laid about Tailor. With four fair Laces. How you rogue costly, out ath'house, you slip-shood, shamlegd, browne-thred, penny-skeand rascal. Hang him rogue, he's but a Butcher neither, come I'll send thee a fellow worth a hundred of this, if the slave were clean enough. Nay choose whither you will or no, by my troth your cloak shall go before you— No ? me sir? Pax here's Boucer. O you're a sure Gentleman; especially if a man stand in needs of you, he may be slain in a morning to breakfast, ere you vouchsafe to peep out of your lodging. No less then four Gallants, as Ime a gentleman, drew all upon me at once, and opposed me so spitefully, that I not only lost your cloak ith' fray. But my tic e Hangers, sirrah, I think thou hast seen e . I have ine toys to show thee. See where he walks, be sure you let off at a twinkling now. Mass that was well remembered. Sir. Yes, she's a cozen of mine sir. Indeed sir? Your good company, S all be kindly embraced sir. 'Tis very likely sir; there sirrah, go to dinner, & about two wait for me? Come sweet cozen. I am rude Lady. Thats a vild partly in him i'faith, & he were my brother. Ye mistress New-cut, at first give me a trip, A close bite always asks a secret nip. No sure, I met none such. When things are cleanly carried, sign of judgement, I was the welcomest Gallant to her alive, After the salt was stolen; then a good dinner, A fine provoking meal which drew on apace, The pleasure of a day-bed, and I had it: This here one ring can witness, when I parted, Who but seewte Master Goldstone, I left her in that trance. What cannot wit so it be impudent Devise and compass? I would feign know that fellow now, That would suspect me but for what I am. He lives not,; It's all in the conveyance, what? Thou lookest not Like a beggar, what makest thou on the grou ̄ worser, I have a hand to help thee up, a fair chain of pearl, surely a merchants wife gives lucky bandsell; they that find pearl may wear't at a cheap rate, marry my Lady dropped it from her arm for a device to toale me to her bed, Iu'e seen as great a matter—who be these? I'll be to crafty for you, o mounsier Primero, Signior Fr , is it you gallants. But I pray you tell me, met you no Gentlewomen by the way you came? Nay I do but ask, Because a Gentlewoman's glove was found, Near to the place I met you? Me. Master Taylbee? Life whats the news? Come-parke? no, 'tis in Kingstone way. I not deny it. Did I rob you? See how I am wronged Gentlemen: As I have a soul, I found this chain of pearl, Not three yards from this place, joust when I met you. Pox ont, that ere I saw't. TO will call my state in question! The chain of pearl? I am sorry to here this among you, y'aue all deceived me, truly I took you for other Spirits, you must pardon me henceforward, I have a reputation to look to, I must be no more seen in your companies; Pray dispatch then, I would not for half my reue news i'faith now, that any gallants should pass by in the mean time, and find me in your companies, nay as quick as you can sir. Slife, why were we strangers all this while? S oot I perceicue we are all natural Brother's? a pox on S all are we found i'faith? A These, a lecher, a bawd and a Broker? Push, leave it to me—how now: who would you speak withal? How? your'r scarce awake yet I think, look well, does any appear Like a thief in this company a way you slaves, you stand loitering, when you should look to the common wealth? you catch knaves apace now, do you not? they may walk by your nose, your as kalls? You lacked spirit in your company, till I came among you here ee iue on's, lets but glew together, why now the world shall not come between us. Why true; we cannot lack to be rich; for we cannot lack riches, nor can our wenches want, nor we want wenches. Theres one care passed: and as for the Knights daughter, Our chiefest business, and least thought upon. With as much ease as for the rest: to morrow brings the night, lets all appear in the best shape we may; troth is, we have needs on't, and when amongst us five she makes election, as one she shall choose. That one so fortunate amongst us five, Shall bear himself more portly, live regarded, Keep house, and be a countenance to the rest. What have I begotten? I must plot for you all, it likes me rarely. 'Twould strike Fitsgraue pale, And make the other Suitors appear blanks. What if we fiu: presented our full shapes In a Strange-gallant, and conceited mask? Master Bowcer, I Where be our Shields? They re all very well done i'faith, and very Schollerlike, though I say't before thy face little Bowcer, but I would not have thee proud ont now: come if this be performed well. Let me alone master Boucer, I can take mine own turn. Peace. Short and pithy. Come Gentlemen the time beckons us away. Bows to her. We shall prove so. How now. Where's Boucer? We are all betrayed. Heart, the strumpets—out, out Faith Ime indifferent. I know I might, but whats their course? the rogues comes me up all together, with Geese and Capons, and petiti ons in pigs shouts, which would move any man i'faith, were his stomach never so great, and to see how pitifully the pullen will look, it makes me after relent, and turn my anger into a quick fire to roast they—nay touched and spare it not. All this may be prevented, what serves your coach for, They may come coached and masked. Give me a pair of false Dice, ere you go. How a Goblet: How. Those with the two Unicorns, all wrought in Pearl and gold pex on't it frets me ten times more then the lose of the platty cloak; prithee and thou lovest me speak no more on to, it brings the Unicorns into my mind, and thou wouldst not think how the conceit grieves me: I will not do thee that disgrace i'faith, to offer thee any satisfaction, for in my soul I think thou scornest it thou bearest that mind in my conscience I have always said so of thee; fare thee well, when shall I see thee at my chamber, when? Let me salute you then, I shall be glad of your farther acquaintance. By my troth much good do't you sir? Would? Weel all expect you there. Turn Knight Like thy companions, scoundrel, live upon ̄ usury, wear thy gilded spurs at thy girdle for fear of slubbering. What do you give over Gallants. How much thinkest? Come Gallants shall we stumble: By my troth Vintner weel have a privy search for this; What? we are not all one woman's children. What not out of thy kennel, Master Bowser. A fair cloak yonder i'faith,—by my troth a bed Mai ster Bowser, you remember your promise well over night. Away theres no trust to you: Away, away, faith Ime angry with you, pox, a bed now Ime ashamed of it. Whats that Lady? Puh you know her not so well as I cooze, I have observed her in all her humours you never saw her a little waspish I think. No better place lady. What have I confessed, pair of coxcombs indubitable? For instance, put case your self after some robbery done Were pursued hardly; why there were your shelter, You know your Sanctuary: nay say you were taken, His letter to the Justice will strik't dead, It's policy to receive one for the head. And whats that? Welsaid little Bowcer i'faith? Oh grant em their requests. Since all our shifts are discovered, as far as I can see 'tis our best course to marry em: weel make them get our livings. These forced marriages do never come to good. So, and mine, I'll tell thee what, the missing of this goblet has dismayed the Gentlemen much. Kind Ladies we commit you to sweet dreams, Our selves unto the fortune of the dice, dice ho? Hast thou shown art in em. Peace villain, am not I in presence. Now fit slave? So, saucy rascal. You're a rogue and will be ever be one? Gentlemen faith I am angry with you, go and suborn my knave again me here; to make him proud & peremptory. Whither goes Master— Hell, darkness, Touch a Die and thou darest, come you in with your low zy ten pound, you slave among gentlemen of worship, and win thirty at a hand. God's-life, here's none cuts my throat in play but he I have obserude it, and unluckily slave 'tis. Upon condition Gentlemen that I may ever bar him from ̄ the board hereafter I am content to wink at him. Ah rogue, isle make you know your self. I am glad of that, come pay me all these goodman cloak bag: You need not doubt of that sir—five. angels you Scoundrel. Fie ath these Dice, not one hand to night,—there they go Gentlemen at all i'faith. Why how now, whose that gentlemen, a bargeman? Peace, weel join powers anon, and see how strong w are in the whole number, mass, yond gilded Goblet stands so full in mine eye, the whoreson tempts me, it comes Like cheese after a great feast, to digest the rest, he will hardly escape me i'faith I see that by him already; back for a parting blow now, boy? Fetch a penneworth of soft wax to seal letters. Screen me a little you whoreson old cross biter. Nay 'tis upon the point of three, boy, Drawer, whats to be done sirs? Master Bowser Maistr Bowser, would, would, ho, master Bowser. Do you ask that now, why the chimes are spent at Saint Brides. Or rather a Merchant's fine wife— Why true— Fie. No, how there ? Agreed. Puh, then yea never saw pretty humour in your life, I Can bring her into't when I list. Would I could? by my troth and I were sure thou couldst keep thy countenance couze, what a pretty jest have I thought upon already to entertain time before dinner. Ah but I am jealous you will not keep your count nance i'faith. Faith isle try you for once, you know my couzin will wonder when she comes in to see the cloth laid and never a salt upon the board. Now will I stand a while out of sighed with it, and give her humour play a little. Marry I built upon you countenance. I would be loath to undertake it else, for if you should burst out presently, couze the jest would be spoiled. Poet? yowl take the direct l ne to have us sta'gde? why what lacks Bowser, are you too well, too safe, and absolute scholar, easy to be wrought, oh danger in the operation. What in Bowser? why my least woo come him: Last man we spoke on, Master Bowser. By my troth a good jest, did not I continued and his wit to you gentlemen, hark rm Rafe Bowser, continued Bowser i'faith? the a kind of portion in town, a girl of 15 hundred, whom we all powerfully affect, and determine to present our parts to her in a Mask. Right sir, now a little of thy brain for a device to pre sent us firm, which we shall never be able to do our selves thou knowest that; and with a kind of speech wherein thou mayest express what gallants are bravely; Come my little Bowser; do't finely now, to the life. Away—I have thought of a device, where shall we meet and hour hence.