LIVELY

I, I, love on, would, would, he, and see what ye will get By that at last, I'll love my sefe, my self, would, would, he, This day old Lively thou art joust fourscore, Quickly some Sack, I have not yet baptised Mine eyes this morning as I use to do. Why boy? would, would. I am as lusty now, As full of active spirits, as when I wore But twenty on my back, would would, he, this laughing Sur restorative above your gold, Or all your dearer drug. The very thought How quaintly I shall gull my expecting Scholars My Neophytes that gape to hear the news When I shall nod into the graven, does add Such vigour to me, that I do not feel Not feel the ground I stand upon. Gan. Filpot passes over into Justice Hooks house, of ter him Tem. All But see More Suitors still — Then Arth. Armest. and Zeal. Know. Now they begin to flock. You have a promise. God-a-mercy horse. would, would, he. These and some dozen more do daily haunt This Cormorants house, and all (good men) pretend It is pure love unto his crooked daughter That draws them thither, when there's not one of they That would vouchsafe her a look, nay hardly a thought Unless it were for to contemn her; but There is a thing they call a Parsonage And impropriate Parsonage which the well given Matrons Have rescued from the Laity, and returns After my death unto the Church, which living The Justice here has sold them, but reserving The first donation for himself, with which He intends to put his foolish daughter off. 'Twas once my brother's land, but this same Hook By a golden bait did pluck it from him: well, It is no matter, I have my life in it. Would, would, he. But I will cheat them all, will cozen them. Why Boy. Well said my honey, well said. O how it smiles upon me! (hum hum) give it me This is mine Antidote against the Sith of time. He that desires to live, let him do thus — He drinks. Drink Sack i'th morning. Boy, another cup. How now? another? see how he prunes himself. Enter Stutch. (And you may Return again unto her Ladyship And tell her that old Lively is not yet Intended for to die. Well done my Squire o'th bottles, stand you there. Sir I do come now from my Lady, would, would, he, And do desire, that as you shall approve Of my good parts— would, would, he — He drinks. Well take the glass, and get you home, hum, hum, hum. Here's a precious rogue, O it is Hugo Obligation The precise Scrivener, that these three years space Has laboured for order, this same villain Sure is the likeliest man to carry her— Being one whom he does use in all his Covenants. But I'll out live them all, the Knaves. I'll now Go taste a bowl of pure refined air Upon yond hill. Exit. Oh! now the wished for minute does approach Which I so long have waited for, and not I Alone—but let them now enjoy their wishes. oh—oh —oo— ooo— I feel my heartstrings crack, and the whole lump Groans for a speedy dissolution. Have I no friends about me? must I go Out of the world in private thus? from home? Without one friend to take his leave of me? Kind Justice Hook, Oh that good man M r . Hook. Would? he rises. And will you so? but I do know a trick Worth twenty of that.— I pray good M. Hook, Whom toll's this bell for? And lives to laugh at thee, and at thy baseness, Covetous wretch. Would, would, he. Sir, as I take it I may change my will. Would, would, he. Good, happiness. Speak no further, Pandora's thine, she's thine, thine own, beleeu't. He is already married to another. What do I hear? Break off those sighs you peevish girl, or i'll — not yet? It's truer; Somewhat then you do believe it is. What business is't that this same Midwifes face Does fetch and carry thus about I wonder? High, she appears again. Old? and how old? but what's the news that you Are rig'd with now? and whither bound I pray you? Hark. I do not Like these tumults. I'll get me home and drink a cup of Sack. I did not know She was a woman. —Oh—Oh— Because I loved your friend Lucius Better then you. Yes. Worthy Sir: Let me entreat some little space to pause I have not yet determined. Nor I for to be killed for a trick I know. Ex. Lively. All this while have I Employed mine cares about this business. Now show thy self, and of what house thou comest. All health to this fair company—much joy— Much happiness — and a young Son to you; Are you at leisure for to kill me yet? You see I'm come again. Excellent, excellent good, would, would, would. Would thou wast here, but to participate Of my last dying breath, I would pronounce thee Mine heir in total. Who's that names me? Sacrilege Hook's mine heir, he falls down as if he were dead. And so farewell thou false and flattering world. So has the Devil. Would, would, he. Would, would, would, Away you Ravens, I'll make ye all go barefoot ye young villains. It is a pretty Lad, and being dressed May easily pass for Woman. Well I'll mark This Lad is mine, I'll take him from the Shepherd. It shall be so, I'll make a contract straight Betwixt Neander and this Boy. Now Stipes, God save you. Well Sirrah? Slave, Thou unpolished piece of clay, how darest thou thus Uncivilly use a young Gentleman Whose friends and kindred I have known to be Worthy of more respect then thou of scorn, Which both come near to infinite? Would thou didst know thy betters half so well, Vntutourd dunghill. — In what state you fit? He overthrows Stipes, chair & all. Stand up, or else I'll make thee lie for ever. How think you? Come my boy, What will you go with me? You his Master, Hempseed? Hands off you lease of Sheepskins. Well said, sweet youth. Fear not my boy, thou shalt have cause to thank me: Follow; my maids shall presently vnpage him, And hang woman on his back. Boy, do you come? See where he comes; but yet how heavily! How full of earth me thinks his paces be! He looks as though his teeth had played this fortnight, Kept Holiday. But I'll accost him.— Lucius. These words do savour of too much distractio'n. You must take comfort sir. It was, and I must have you Remove this same December from your looks: I come to make you happy. There has, But more to you. But I have Music in me, and that's better. I'll make thee dance my solitary one. Pandora shall be thine to day. Thy wife, thy self, but in another character. It must. Lucius, As I do hope to live, as I do prize My lungs, my breath, laughter, and sack, (believe me) I have Neander fast, he is married To one that is as truly woman, as Was she that did produce thee, and because You shall be certain of it, it's Constantina. But see Neander comes with his new Bride. I am the boldest wretch alive. It cannot, Cannot be long before he needs must know her. What will become of thee then Lively? would? You must be sure not to unveil him Sir, The boy would not be known. Lucius, do but hear. Here's a benefit Placed most deservingly! I do not Like it. Tell him it's Constantina Our Justices Niece. Did you not mark that sighs? how smartly't came? No, no, I have not fitted you, I have not. It's a young Roscius I tell you. No sooner Was Cleopes named, but the arch-villain sighed, As if it had been truly Constantina. I do not Like this business yet. Yes, yes, I was a fool, knew nothing, knew joust nothing, Could not divine a whit, not tell, not tell, How this same gear would come to pass, not I; How do you Like your Lively now? your Lively? Would, would, he: another bout with my conserves for that; This box shall add three months unto my life, He eats con serves. And this same slice of Quinces seven. I, I, Begin to plead, do, do. Would, would, he. And think they merit in it. But no more; I will go gull them all, and presently.— oh—oh— oh—oh—oo—ooo— The longest day I see will have his evening, oh—oh— oh — oo — oh — ooo — I am undone. And Eunuch!