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You shall, Sir, together with a Map of Terra Incognita; a great Rarity, indeed, Sir. Enter Bellemante. Doct. Jewels, Sir, worth a King's Ransom! Bell. This must be some Scout sent from our Forlorn Hope, to discover the Enemy, and bring in fresh Intelligence. Hum, that Wink tipt me some Tidings, and she deserves not a good Look, who understands not the Language of the Eyes. Doct.
Hark, I am amaz'd, but must conceal my Wonder, that Joy of Fools and appear wise in Gravity. Bell. Whence comes this charming Sound, Sir? Doct. From the Spheres it is familiar to me. Next Keplair and Galileus descend on each side, opposite to each other, in Chariots, with Perspectives in their Hands, as viewing the Machine of the Zodiack. Soft Musick plays still. Doct. Ela.
But pray, Sir, how do these Great men live with their Wives? Har. Doct. Good lack! just as 'tis here. Har. Where, if she chance to lose her Money, rather than give out, she borrows of the next amorous Coxcomb, who, from that Minute, hopes, and is sure to be paid again one way or other, the next kind Opportunity. Doct. Just as 'tis here. Har. Doct. Just, just as 'tis here! Har.
Do you your Part, and because I know thee discreet and very secret, I will hereafter discover Wonders to thee. On pain of Life, look to the Girls; that's your Charge. Scar. Doubt me not, Sir, and I hope your Reverence will reward my faithful Services with Mopsophil, your Daughter's Governante, who is rich, and has long had my Affection, Sir. Doct.
Ay, Sir, and if at any time Nature be too infirm, and he prove Costive, he has no more to do, but apply a Load-stone ad Anum. Doct. Is't possible? Scar. Most true, Sir, and that facilitates the Journey per Viscera. But I detain you, Sir; another time, Sir, I will now only beg the Honour of a Word or two with the Governante, before I go. Doct. Doctor.
May I presume to ask the manner how? Kep. By Cloud, Sir, through the Regions of the Air, down to the fam'd Parnassus; thence by Water, along the River Helicon, the rest by Post upon two wing'd Eagles. Doct. Sir, are there store of our World inhabiting the Moon? Kep. Oh, of all Nations, Sir, that lie beneath it in the Emperor's Train!
What, by dark? that shall not save you, Villains, Traitors to my Glory and Repose. Peter, hold fast the Door, let none 'scape. Pet. I'll warrant you, Sir. Doct. Lights there Lights I'm sure they cou'd not 'scape. Pet. Impossible, Sir. Enter Scaramouch undress'd in his Shirt, with a Light; he starts. Scar. Bless me! what's here? Doct. Scar. Mercy upon us! Why, what, is't you, Sir, return'd so soon?
Are not you then the Emperor of the Moon? And you the Prince of Thunderland? Cin. There's no such Person, Sir. These Stories are the Fantoms of mad Brains, To puzzle Fools withal the Wise laugh at 'em Come, Sir, you shall no longer be impos'd upon. Doct. No Emperor of the Moon, and no Moon World! Char. Ridiculous Inventions.
That to be a covenant-refuser is a sin that makes the times perilous. Doct. 2. That to be a covenant-breaker is a sin that makes the times perilous. Doct. 3. That to be a peace-hater, or a truce-hater, is a sin that makes the times perilous. Doct. 4. That to be a covenant refuser is a sin that makes the times perilous; to be foederis nescius, or infoederabilis.
Sir, we are dress'd as you commanded us, what is your farther Pleasure? Doct. It well becomes the Honour you're design'd for, this Night to wed two Princes come with me and know your happy Fate. Doctor and Scar. Ela. Bless me! My Father, in all the rest of his Discourse shows so much Sense and Reason, I cannot think him mad, but feigns all this to try us. Bell. Not mad!
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