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These two will guide me on the rope. Cou. You meane to dance, then? De. Yes, the Canaries, but with quicker tyme Then you, I hope, can follow: thus I begin. Cou. What a heathen Coward's this? how the rogue tripps like a fairie to the towne with 'em! He has been a footman, sure; I have not aire enough to overtake him, and twill be darke presently.
Ile make one, gentlemen, to wash away some melancholy. Cap. Spoke boldlie, like an Argonaute. Cou. I am not now in London, Upon a hall day marching with the puisnes, Twenty on's in a teame, to Westminster In our torne gownes, embroiderd with Strand dirt, To heare the Law. Cap. Is not thy father dead, thou talkst so well? How I was cosend in thee: come away. Enter Thomas. Un. Here's my man Thomas.
My Surgeon sayes no danger; when you please, I may venture, Sir, to London. Ri. No hast now. Cou. Not to-night, Sir; wee must have revells and you salute my Bride. Un. And mine. Tho. A knights Daughter and heire. Fra. May all joy thrive upon your Loves. Then you are cosend of your Mistres, Mounseir? Do. But your nephew knowes I have met with my match. Some bodie has been put to the sword. Ri.
Twas, indeed. Now tell me: Why at the first approach seem'd you so modest? You have confidence to spare now. Cou. Troth I came not With any wooing purpose; only to please My Uncle, and try thy witt; and that converted me. Enter Thomas. Tho. Did you see my Master, Captaine Underwit? Cou. Yes, hee's talking with the priest and Mistris Dorothy. Tho.
Twas my ambition with some intents To serve you, sir. Please you vouchsafe your privacie, I bring Affaires are worth your entertainement: I have rid hard. Cou. What Cavallier's this, Uncle? Fra. He is the inventor of new proiects, cosen, They say, and patents; one that lives like a moth Upon the Common wealth. Cou. He lookes like one. Ric. You will excuse me, gentlemen.
I ha vou'd to lie with you to night: Device, Amble before and find the parson out; We will bee friends and thou shalt be her father. De. Cou. Come, weele have no more acquainted. Sis. Very pretty. I may deceave you yet for all your confidence. Cou. If the skie fall weele have the larkes to supper. Enter Ladie, Sir Francis, Dorothy. La. It was strange neglect, sir. Fra.
You would pretend to be a Poet; Ile not disgrace the name to call thee one, But let me have rimes against we go to bed, Two Anagrams that weigh an ounce, with coment, And after that in verse your Affidavit That you do wish us joy, and I discharge you. De. Tis tyme I were at study then. Cou. Now prethe tell me who reported I Had wrong'd a Ladie? Wast not thy revenge To make me angrie? Sis.
I hope you are not sober yet, the humour May change when you ha slept. Cou. Ile rather stick My Eyelids up with Sisters thread and stare Perpetually. Sis. Then you may see me agen. Cou. I thinke I sha'not, unless it be to wonder, When you are in the Ivie bush, that face Cut upon Tafata, that creame and prunes, So many plums in white broth, that scutcheon of Pretence powderd with ermines.
De. It will become your wisdome and your safety. Cou. What mischiefe have done to your face? De. My face? Cou. You looke so scurvily; come hither, thou New Monster, with more feet then a Caterpiller; What tyme a day ist? you that move upon So many wheeles, say, Monsier, are you not A walkeing Clock? I have a mighty mind To see you tooke a peeces. De. I doe not like this.
If we make Matrimony after this rate, The Divell is like to dance at our wedding. Ho! Enter Device. De. Hee's here, Alone too, and the place most opportune. How shall I beginne? Mr. Courtwell, do you love Any friend of mine? Cou. Not to my knowledge, Sir; I should be sorry. De. Do not you love a gentlewoman? Cou. If she be a friend of yours ile take the first Occasion to neglect her for your sake.
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