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Alb. Ha, ha! one whose foppish nature might Feli. Rampum scrampum, mount tuftie Tamseem great, only for wise men's recreation; and, burlaine. What rattling thunderclap breaks fruin like a juiceless bark, to preserve the sap of more his lips? strenuous spirits. A servile hound, that loves the Alb. Oh, 'tis native to his part. For acting a scent of forerunning fashion, like an empty hol- modern braggadocio under the person of Matzklow vault, still giving an echo to wit: greedily gente, the Duke of Milan's son, it may seem tu champing what any othor well-valued judgment suit with good fashion of coherence. had beforehand chew'd.

Pie. But methinks he speaks with a sprucs Foro. Ha, ha, ha! tolerably good; good faith, attic accent of adulterate Spanish. sweet wag,

Alb. So 'tis resolv'd. For Milan being half Alb. Umh; why, tolerably good; good faith, Spanish, half High Dutch, and half Italian, the sweet wag? Go, go; you flatter me.

blood of chiefest houses is corrupt and mongreld, Foro. Right; I but dispose my speech to the so that you shall see a fellow vainglorious for a habit of my part

Spaniard, gluttonous for a Dutchman, proud for : Alb. Why, what plays he? [To FELICE. an Italian, and a fantastic idiot for all. Such a

Feli. The wolf that eats into the breasts of one conceit1 this Matzagente. princes; that breeds the lethargy and falling Feli. But I have a part allotted me, which I sickness in honour; makes justice look asquint; have neither able apprehension to conceit, nor and blinds the eye of merited reward from view what I conceit gracious ability to utter. ing desertful virtue.

Gal. Whoop, in the old cut !Good, show us a Alb. What's all this periphrasis, ha ?

draught of thy spirit. Feli. The substance of a supple-chapped flat Feli. 'Tis steady, and must seem so impregnably terer.

fortressed with his own content that no envious Alb. Oh, doth he play Forobosco the Parasite ? thought could ever invade his spirit; never surGood, i'faith.—Sirrah, you must seem now as veying any man so unmeasuredly happy, whom glib and straight in outward semblance as a thought not justly hateful for some true inalady's busk, though inwardly as cross as a pair poverishment; never beholding any favour of of tailor's legs; having a tongue as nimble as Madam Felicity gracing another, which his wellhis needle, with servile patches of glavering? | bounded content persuaded not to hang in the flattery to stitch up the brackså of (the) un front of his own fortune; and therefore as far worthily honoured.

from envying any man, as he valued all men Foro. I warrant you, I warrant you, you shall | infinitely distant from accomplished beatitude. see me prove the very periwig to cover the bald These native adjuncts appropriate to me the pate of brainless gentility. Ho! I will so tickle name of Felice. But last, good, thy humour. the sense of bella gratiosa madonna with the

[Exit ALBERTO titillation of hyperbolical praise, that I'll strike it Ant. 'Tis to be describ'd by sigus and tokens in the nick, in the very nick, chuck.

For unless I were possess'd with a legion of Feli. Thou promisest more than I hope any spirits, 'tis impossible to be made perspicuous by spectator gives faith of performance; but why any utterance: for sometimes he must take look you so dusky, ha ?

[To Antonio austere state, as for the person of Galeatzo, tbe Ant. I was never worse fitted since the na son of the Duke of Florence, and possess his extivity of my actorship; I shall be hissed at, on terior presence with a formal majesty; keep my life now.

popularity in distance, and on the sudden fling Feli. Why, what must you play?

his honour so prodigally into a common arm. Ant. Faith, I know not what: an hermaphro- that he may seem to give up his indiscretion to dite-two parts in one; my true person being the mercy of vulgar censure. Now as solemn as Antonio, son to the Duke of Genoa; though for a traveller, and as grave as a Puritan's ruff; with the love of Mellida, Piero's daughter, 1 take this the same breath as slight and scattered in his feigned presence of an Amazon, calling myself fashion as a-a--anything. Now as sweet and Florizell, and I know not what. I a voice to neat as a barber's casting-bottle ; straight as play a lady! I shall ne'er do it.

slovenly as the yeasty breast of an ale-knight; Alb. Oh! an Amazon should have such a voice, now lamenting, then chafing, straight laughing; virago-like. Not play two parts in one? Away, thenaway, 'tis common fashion. Nay, if you cannot Feli. What then? bear two subtle fronts under one hood; idiot, go Ant. Faith, I know not what: 'tad been a by, go by; off this world's stage! O time's right part for Proteus or Gew. Ho! blind Gew impurity!

would ha' done't rarely, rarely. Ant. Aye, but when use hath taught me action to Feli. I fear it is not possible to limn 60 many hit the right point of a lady's part, I shall grow persons in so small a tablet as the compass of our ignorant, when I must turn young prince again, plays afford. how but to truss my hose.

Ant. Right! therefore I have heard that those Feli. Tush, never put them off; for women persons, as he and you, Felice, that are but wear the breeches still.

slightly drawn in this Comedy, should receive Mat. By the bright honour of a Milanese, and more exact accomplishment in a second part; the resplendent fulgors of this steel, I will defend which, if this obtains gracions acceptance, means the feminine to death; and ding his spirit to the to try his fortune. verge of bell, that dares divulge a lady's pre Feli. Peace, here comes the Prologue. Clear judice.? [Excunt Antonio and ALBERTO. the stage.

(Exeunt.

I busk-a piece of wood or whalebone worn down the front of the stays to keep them straight.-NARES.

2 glacering-glaver means to flatter, to leer; AngloSaxon, glidan. It is also Welsh, according to Nares. 3 bracks-breaks or cracks.

presence-appearance, personation. fulgor-brightness, sheen.

ding-hurl. 7 prejudice-weakness.

1 conceit-fancy, conceive.
2 i.e. holla! after the old fashion.-DILKE,

3 casting-bottle.-a bottle for casting or sprinkling perfumes.

+ Gew was probably the name of some actor who had been a favourite, and left the stage from blindness.DILKE.

THE PROLOGU E.
The wrath of pleasure and delicious sweets, The pur'st elixed' juice of rich conceit?
Begirt the gentle front of this fair troop; In your attentive bares ; that with the lip
Select and most respected auditors,

Of gracious elocution we might drink
For wit's sake do not dream of miracles.

A sound carouse unto your health of wit. Alas! we shall but falter, if you lay

But, oh! the heathy dryness of her brain, The least sad weight of an unused hope

Foil to your fertile spirits, is asham'd Upon our weakness; only we give up

To breathe her blushing numbers to such ears; The worthless present of slight idleness

Yet (most ingenious) deign to vails our wants. To your authentic censure. Oh that our Muso With sleek acceptance polish these rude scenes; Had those abstruse and sinewy faculties,

And if our slightness your large hope beguiles, That, with a strain of fresh invention,

Check not with bended brow, but dimpled smiles. She might press out the rarity of Art;

[Exit Prologue.

Teli.red-expressed, refined.
3 vail-veil, overlook.

2 conceit-lancy.

1 censure-judgment.

my grief.

ACT I.

PIERO) armed with petronels. Being entered,

they make a stand in divided files. The cornets sound a battle within.

Pie, Victorious fortune, with triumphant hand, Enter ANTONIO, disguised like an Amazon. Hurleth my glory 'bout this ball of earth,

Whilst the Venetian Duke is heaved up, Ant. Heart, wilt not break? and thou, abhorred On wings of fair success, to overlook life,

The low cast ruins of his enemies,
Wilt thou still breathe in my enraged blood ? To see myself ador'd and Genoa quake;
Veins, sinews, arteries, why crack ye not? My fato is firmer than mischance can shake.
Burst and divul'st' with anguish of

Feli. Stand; the ground trembleth.
Can man by no means creep out of himself, Pie. Ha! an earthquake?
And leave the slough of viperous grief behind ? Bal. Oh! I smell a sound.
Antonio, hast thou seen a fight at sea,

Feli. Piero, stay, for I descry a fume
As horrid as the hideous day of doom,

Creeping from out the bosom of the deep, Betwixt thy father, Duke of Genoa,

The breath of darkness, fatal when 'tis whist? And proud Piero, the Venetian Prince ?

In greatness' stomach; this same smoke, call'd In which the sea hath swoln with Genoa's blood, pride, And made springtides with th’warm reeking gore, Take heed; she'll list thee to improvidence, That gushes from out our galleys' scupper holes; And break thy neck from steep security; In which thy father, poor Andrugio,

She'll make thee grudge to let Jehovah sharo Lies sunk, or leapt into the arms of chance, In thy successful battles. Oh, she's ominous; Chok'd with the labouring ocean's brackish foam, Enticeth princes to devour heaven, Who even, despite Pietro's cankered bate, Swallow omnipotence, outstare dread fate, Would with an armed hand have seized thy love, Subdue eternity in giant thought, And linked thee to the beauteous Mellida.

Heaves up their hurt with swelling, puffed conceit, Have I outlived the death of all these hopes? Till their souls burst with venom'd arrogance. Have I felt anguish pour'd into my heart, Beware, Piero, Rome itself hath tried, Burning like balsamum in tender wounds, Confusion's train blows up this Babel pride. And yet dost live? Could not the fretting sea Pie. Pish! Dimitto superos, summa rotorum Have roll'd me up in wrinkles of his brow?

attigi.3 is death grown coy? or grim confusion nice?

Alberto, hast thou yielded up our fixed decree That it will not accompany a wretch,

Unto the Genoan ambassador?
But I must needs be cast on Venice shore, Are they content, if that their duke return,
And try new fortunes with this strange disguise? To send his and his son Antonio's head
To purchase my adored Mellida.

As pledges steeped in blood to gain their peace ? [The cornets sound a flourish; cease. Alb. With most obsequious sleek-brow'd inHark how Piero's triumphs beat the air!

tertain," O rugged mischief, how thou grat'st my heart! They all embrace it as most gracious. Tako spirit, blood; disguise, be confident;

Pie. Are proclamations sent through Italy, Make a firm stand; here rests the hope of all, That whosoever brings Andrugio's head, Lower than hell, there is no depth to fall. Or young Antonio's, shall be guerdoned The cornets sound a synnet.. Enter FELICE and And be endeared to Piero's love ?

With twenty thousand double pistolets, ALBERTO, CASTILIO and FOROBOSCO, a Page carrying a shield; Piero in armour; Carzo

Foro. They are sent every way. Sound policy

sweet lord. and Dildo and BALURDO. All these (saving

petronel---a carabine or light gun carried by a horse

man --NATEs. 1 dirul'st-rent asunder.

2 whist-silent. synnel, sennet, cynet---seems to indicate a particular 3. I renounce the gods; I have reached the height set of notes on the trumpet or cornet, different from of my desires.' a flourish.-NARES.

4 intertainmentertainment, treatment.

2

Feli. Confusion to these limber sycophants. Enter MATZAGENTE; PIERO meets him; embrac th; No sooner mischief's born in regency,

at which the cornets sound a flourish: thty to But flattery christens it with policy.!

stand, using seeming compliments, whilst the Pie. Why, then, O me Celitum excelsissimum! ?

scene passeth above. The intestine malice and inveterate hate

Mel. S. Mark, S. Mark! what kind of thing I always bore to that Andrugio,

appears? Glories in triumph o'er his misery;

Ros. For fancy's passion, spit upon him ; figh Nor shall that carpet-boy Antonio

His face is varnished. In the name of love, Match with my daughter, sweet-cheeked Mellida.

What country bred that creature ? No; the public power makes my faction strong: Mel. What is he, Flavia ? Feli. Ill, when public power strengtheneth Fla. The heir of Milan, Seignior Matzagente. private wrong:

Ros. Matzagente! now, by my pleasure's hope Pie. 'Tis horse-like not for a man to know his He is made like a tilting staff; and looks force.

For all the world like an o'er-roasted pig: Feli. 'Tis god-like for a man to feel remorse.

A great tobacco-taker too, that's flat; Pie. Pish! I prosecute my family's revenge, For his eyes look as if they had been hung Which I'll pursue with such a burning chase, In the smoke of his nose. Till I have dried up all Andrugio's blood; Mel. What' husband will he prove, sweet Weak rage that with slight pity is withstood.

Rossaline? [The cornets sound a flourish.

Ros. Avoid him ; for he hath a dwindled leg, What means that fresh triumphal flourish sound?

A low forehead, and a thin coal-black beard ; Alb. The Prince of Milan, and young Florence And will be jealous too, believe it, sweet; heir,

For his chin'sweats, and hath a gander neck, Approach to gratulate your victory.

A thin lip, and a little monkish eye; Pie. We'll girt them with an ample waste of Precious, what a slender waist he hath! love;

He looks like a may-pole, or notched stick; Conduct them to our presence royally.

He'll snap in two at every little strain.
Let volleys of the great artillery

Give me a husband that will fill mine arms,
From off our galleys' banks 3 play prodigal,
And sound loud welcome from their bellowing Fools relish not a lady's excellence.

Of steady judgment, quick and nimble sense ; mouths. [Exeunt all but PIERO.

[Exeunt all on the lower stage; at which the The cornets sound a cynet. Enter above, MEL

cornets sound a flourish, and a peal of LIDA, ROSSALINE, and FLAVIA. Enter below,

shot is given. GALEATZO with Attendants; PIERO meeteth

Mel. The triumph's ended, but look, Rossa line, him, embraceth ; at which the cornets sound What gloomy soul in strange accustrements 2 a flourish; PIERO and GALEATZO exeunt ;

Walks on the pavement ? the rest stand still.

Ros. Good sweet, let's to her; priythee, Mellida.

Mel. How covetous thou art of novelties! Mel. What prince was that passed through Ros. Pish! 'tis our nature to desire things my father's guard ?

That are thought strangers to the common cut. Fla. 'Twas Galeatzo, the young Florentine. Mel. I am exceedingly willing, butRos. Troth, one that will besiege thy maiden Ros. But what? prythee go down; let's see her

face: Enter the walls, i'faith (sweet Mellida),

God send that neither wit nor beauty wants If tbat thy flankers 4 be not cannon-proof. Those tempting sweets, affection's adamants. Mel. Oh, Mary Ambree !5 good, thy judgment,

[Exeunt. wench;

Ant. Come down, she comes like-oh, no simile Thy bright election's clear:8 what will be prove? Is precious, choice, or elegant enough Ros. Hath a short finger and a naked chin,

To illustrate her descent; leap heart, she comes -
A skipping eye; i dare lay my judgment (faith) She comes! smile heaven, and softest southern
His love is glibbery; 8 there's no hold on't, wench. wind
Give me a husband whose aspect is firm; Kiss her cheek gently with perfumed breath.
A full cheeked gallant with a bouncing thigh ; She comes: creation's purity, admir'd,
Oh, he is the paradizo dell madonne contento. Ador'd amazing rarity, -she comes!
Mel. Even such a one was my Antonio.

Oh now, Antonio, press thy spirit forth
[The cornets sound a cynet. In following passion, knit thy senses close,
Ros. By my nine and thirtieth servaut? (sweet) Heap up thy powers, double all thy man.
Thou art in love, but stand on tiptoed fair;
Here comes Saint Tristram Tirlery Whiffe,

Enter MELLIDA, ROSSALINE, and FLAVIA. i'faith.

She comes! Oh, how her eyes dart wonder on

my heart! Mount blood, soul to my lips, taste Hebe's cup;

Stand firm on deck, wheñ beauty's close fight's up. 1 The meaning is, 'no sooner is any mischievous and bloody measure conceived and proposed by the sovereign,

Mel. Lady, your strange habit doth beget but their flatterers term it policy.'--DILKE.

Our pregnant thoughts, even great of much desire, 2 The only way by which we can make sense of this To be acquaint with your condition. is to make Celitum = Colitum, and render it .O me, the Ros. Good, sweet lady, without more ceremost exalted of the celestials!' 3 bankssides.

monies, * flankers-entrenchments to protect the flank.

What country claims your birth? and, sweet, 5 Mary Ambree--An English heroine, immortalized

your name? by her valour at the siege of Ghent in 1584, and celebrated in the ballads of the time. Her name was pro 1 What-what sort of. verbially applied to women of strength and spirit.

2 accustrements – accoutrements; old Fr. accustre, to cie, as I conceive, thy judgment is good in cases of accoutre. this kind.'--DILKE.

3 close fights are things used to shelter the men from ? A skipping eye-a wild, a frolic eye.--Dilke.

the enemy in action. Antonio's meaning is, there8 glibberi-slippery, from glib, smooth,

fore, ' I must meet her resolutely, because by my cover9 serrant-lover.

ing or disguise my real person is hid from her.'-DILKE.

head;

our names.

Ant. In hope your bounty will extend itself

Could your quick eye strike through these gashed In selfsame nature of fair courtesy,

wounds, I'll shun all niceness: my name's Florizell, You should behold a heart, a heart, fair creature, My country Scythia ; I am Amazon

Raging more wild than is this frantic sea. Cast on this shore by fury of the sea.

Wilt do me a favour, if thou chance survive; Ros. Nay, faith, sweet creature, we'll not veil But visit Venice, kiss the precious white

of my most-nay, all epithets are base It pleas'd the font to dip me Rossaline;

To attribute to gracious Mellida : That lady bears the name of Mellida,

Tell her the spirit of Antonio The Duke of Venice' daughter.

Wisheth his last gasp breath'd upon her breast.' Ant. Madam, I am obligd to kiss your hand, Ros. Why weeps soft-hearted Florizell? By imposition of a now dead man.

Ant. Alas, the flinty rocks groan'd at his plaints. [To MELLIDA, kissing her hand. Tell her (quoth he) that her obdurate sire Ros. Now, by my troth, I long, beyond all Hath crack'd his bosom; therewithal he wept, thought,

And thus sigh'd on. The sea is merciful; To know the man; sweet beauty, deign his name. Look how it gapes to bury all my grief: Ant. Lady, the circumstance is tedious.

Well, thou shalt have it, thou shalt be his Ros. Troth, not a whit; good fair, let's have tomb: it all:

My faith in my love live; in thee, die woe, I love not, I, to have a jot left out,!!

Die unmatch'd anguish, die Antonio. If the tale come from a lov'd oratort)

With that he totter'd from the reeling deck, Ant. Vouchsafe me, then, your hushid obsery- And down he sunk. ances.

Ros. Pleasure's body, what makes my lady Vehement in pursuit of strange novelties,

weep? After long travel through the Asian main,

Mel. Nothing, sweet Rossaline, but the air's I shipp'd my hopeful thoughts for Brittany;

sharp. Longing to view great Nature's miracle,

My father's palace, madam, will be proud
The glory of our sex, whose fame doth strike To entertain your presence, if you'll deign
Remotest ears with adoration.

To make repose within. Ay me!
Sailing some two months with inconstant winds, Ant. Lady, our fashion is not curious. 1
We view'd the glistering Venetian forts,

Ros. Faith, all the nobler, 'tis more generous. To which we made: when lo! some three leagues Mel. Shall I then know how fortune fell at off,

last, We might descry a horrid spectacle ;

What succour came, or what strange fate ensued ? The issue of black fury strew'd the sea

Ant. Most willingly: but this same court is With tattered carcases of splitting ships,

vast, Half sinking, burning, floating, topsy-turvy. And public to the staring multitude. Not far from these sad ruins of fell rage,

Ros. Sweet lady, nay good sweet, now by my We might behold a creature press the waves;

troth Senseless he sprawl'd, all notched with gaping We'll be bedfellows: dirt on compliment froth. wounds;

[Exeunt; ROSSALINE giving ANTONIO the way.
To him we made, and (short) we took him up;
The first thing he spake was,- Mellida !
And then he swooned.
Mel. Ay me!

ACT II.
Ant. Why sigh you, fair ?
Mel. Nothing but little humours; good sweet,

Enter Carzo (with a capon) eating, DILDO

following him. Ant. His wounds being dress'd, and life recovered,

Dil. Ha, Catzo, your master wants a clean We'gan discourse; when lo! the sea grew mad, trencher: do you hear ? His bowels rumbling with wind passion,

Balurdo calls for your diminutive attendance. Straight swarthy darkness popp'd out Phobus'eye, Cat. The belly hath no ears, Dildo. And blurr'd the jocund face of bright-checked Dil. Good pug,” give me some capon. day;

Cat. No capon, no, not a bite, ye smooth bully; Whilst crudl'a fogs masked even darkness' brow: capon's no meat for Dildo. Milk, milk, ye glibHeaven bade's good night, and the rocks groan'd | bery urchin, is food for infants. At the intestine uproar of the main.

Dil. Upon mine honour. Now gusty flaws 3 struck up the very heels Cat. Your honour with a paugh ? 'slid, now of our mainmast, whilst the keen lightning shot every Jack-an-apes loads his back with the Through the black bowels of the quaking air; golden coat of honour; every ass puts on the Straight chops a wave, and in his sliftred i paunch lion's skin and roars his honour: upon your Down falls our ship, and there he breaks his honour! By my lady's pantable, I fear I shall neck:

live to hear a vintner's boy cry, 'Tis rich neat Which in an instant up was belch'd again. canary, upon my honour. When thus this martyr'd soul began to sigh: Dil. My stomach's up. * Give me your hand (quoth he), now do you grasp Cat. I think thou art hungry. Th' unequal mirrors of ragg'd misery:

Dil. The match of fury is lighted, fastened to Is't not a horrid storm? Oh, well-shap'd sweet, the linstock + of rage, and will presently set fire

- On.

2

1 cbservances-attentions. ? crudl'd-curdled, thick. 3

gusty flaws-sudden blasts.-DILKE. siiftred-cracked, opened. 5 The unequal mirror--ie. the partial and unjust representative.---DILKE.

Tie, the manners and customs of our nation are not ceremonious.-DILKE,

pug-an occasional term of good fellowship or intimacy, as monkey is now.

3 pantable-a sort of high shoe or slipper ; perhaps corrupted from pantofle.

4 linstock. See note 1, p. 220, col. 1.

crave

to the touch-hole of intemperance, discharging ture, vouchsafe me your service: by the purity the double culverin of my incensement in the of bounty, I shall be proud of such bondage. face of thy opprobrious speech.

Ros. I vouchsafe it; be my slave. Signior Cat. I'll stop the barrel thus; good Dildo, set Balurdo, wilt thou be my servant too? not fire to the touch-hole.

Bal. Ó God! forsooth in very good earnest ; Dil. My rago is stopt, and I will eat to the la! you would make me as a man should say, as health of the fool, thy master Castilio.

a man should say. Cat. And I will suck the juice of the capon, Feli. Slud, sweet beauty, will you deign bina to the health of the idiot, thy master Balurdo.

your service? Dil. Faith, our masters are like a case of Ros. Oh, your fool is your only servant. Bot, rapiers sheathed in one scabbard of folly. good Felice, why art thou so sad ? a penny for

Cat. Right Dutch blades. But was't not rare thy thought, man. sport at the sea-battle, whilst rounce robble hobble Feli. I sell not my thought so cheap; I valdo roared from the ship sides, to view our masters my meditation at a higher rate. pluck their plumes and drop their feathers, for Bal. In good sober sadness, sweet mistress, fear of being men of mark?

you should have had my thought for a penny. Dil. Slud (cried Signior Balurdo); Oh for Don By this crimson satin, that cost eleven shillings, Bessicler's armour, in the mirror of knighthood! thirteen pence, threepence halfpenny a yard, that What coil's' hero? Oh for an armour cannon

you should, la! proof! Oh, more cable, more featherbeds, more Ros. What was thy thought, good servant? featherbeds, inore cable, till he had as much as Bal. Marry forsooth, how many strike 3 of my cable hatband ? to fence him !

pease would feed a hog fat against Christide ? Enter Flavia in haste, with a rebato.3

Ros. Paugh! servant, rub out my rheum,. it

soils the presence. Cat. Buxom Flavia, can you sing? song, song.

Cast. By my wealthiest thought, you grace mr Fla. My sweet Dildo, I am not for you at this shoe with an unmeasured honour. I will pretime. Madam Rossaline stays for a fresh ruff to serve the sole of it, as a most sacred relic, for appear in the presence. Sweet, away.

this service. Dil. 'Twill not be so put off, delicate, delicious, Ros. I'll spit in thy month, an' thou wilt, to spark-eyed, sleek-skinned, slender-waisted, clean- grace thee. legged, rarely shaped.

Feli. Oh that the stomach of this queasy age Fla. Who, I'll be at all your service another Digests or brooks such raw, unseasoued gobs, season. My faith, there's reason in all things. And vomits not them forth! Oh, slavish sots!

Dil. Would I were reason, then, that I might Servant, quoth you ? faugh! if a dog should be in all things.

Cat. The breefe" and the semiquaver is, we And beg her service, he should have it straight. must have the descant you made upon our names, She'd give him favours, too; to lick her feet, ere you depart.

Or fetch her fan, or some such drudgery: Fla, Faith, the song will seem to come off A good dog's office, which these amorists hardly. 5

Triumph of. 'Tis rare; well, give her more ass, Cat. Troth, not a whit, if you seem to come More sot, as long as dropping of her nose off quickly,

Is sworn rich pearl by such low slaves as those. Fia. Pert Catzo, knock it lustily then.

Ros. Flavia, attend me to attire me. [They sing.

[Exeunt ROSSALINE and FLAVIA. Enter FOROBOSCO, with two torches ; CASTILIO

Bal. In sad good earnest, sir, you have touched singing fantastically ; RossALINE running a caranto pace;6 and BALURDO (FELICE fol- ing hată a good gloss, and I thank my planets

the very bare of naked truth; my silk stocklowing) wondering at them all.

my leg is not altogether unpropitiously shaped. Foro. Make place, gentlemen! Pages, hold There's a word : unpropitiously? I think I torches; the prince approacheth the presence. shall speak unpropitiously as well as any cour

Dil. What squeaking cart-wheel have wo tier in Italy. here? ha! Make place, gentlemen! Pages, hold Foro. So help me your sweet bounty, you have torches; the prince approacheth the presence. the most graceful presence, applausive elecuty,

Ros. Faugh, what a strong scent's here! some amazing volubility, polished adornation, debody useth to wear socks.

licious affabilityBal. By this fair candle-light, 'tis not my feet; Feli. Whop: fut, how he tickles yon trout I never wore socks since I sucked pap.

under the gills! You shall see him take him by Ros. Savourly put off.

and by with groping flattery. Cast. Ha, her wit stings, blisters, galls off the Foro. That ever ravished the ear of wonder. skin with the tart acrimony of her sharp quick-By your sweet self, than whom I know not a ness. By sweetness, she is the very Pallas that moro exquisite, illustrate, accomplished, pure, flew out of Jupiter's brainpan! Delicious crea respected, ador'd, observed, precious, real, mag

nanimous, bounteous: if you have an idle rich 1 coil-tumult, difficulty:

cast jerkin, or so, it shall not be cast away, if2 The hatband was a distinguishing feature of the nobility and gentry of these times, on the adornment of which comparatively large sums were expended. - 1 vouchsafe me, &c.-i.e. vouchsafe to have me as s DILKE.

servant, follower, lover. 3 rebato-a falling collar or band for a ruff.

? sadness-earnestness. + The breefe, or brere, was formerly the longest note 3 strike-still used provincially for bushel. in music, twice the length of the semibreve. Perhaps 4 rheum here, we suppose, means saliva which she Catzo uses the phrase facetiously for the long and the had ejected on the floor in disgust at Balurdo's remark. short.'

5 gobs—morsels, mouthfuls. Old Fr. gob, a morsel; 5 hardly-stimy.

Fr. gober, to gulp down, swallow. a caranto pace-a very swift pace; the caranto was 9 applausire elecuty-plausible elocution, or eloquence. some kind of swift dance, sometimes mentioned in con adornation means ornament; here it apparently rejunction with the lavolta; Lat. curro, to run.

fers to Balurdo's bearing or manners.

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