LOR. JU. So, sir, and how then?
[ENTER LOR. JU. AND STEP.]
STEP. G.o.d"s foot, I have lost my purse, I think.
LOR. JU. How? lost your purse? where? when had you it?
STEP. I cannot tell, stay.
MUS. "Slid, I am afraid they will know me, would I could get by them.
LOR. JU. What! have you it?
STEP. No, I think I was bewitched, I.
LOR. JU. Nay, do not weep, a pox on it, hang it, let it go.
STEP. Oh, it"s here; nay, an it had been lost, I had not cared but for a jet ring Marina sent me.
LOR. JU. A jet ring! oh, the poesie, the poesie!
STEP. Fine, i"faith: "Though fancy sleep, my love is deep": meaning that though I did not fancy her, yet she loved me dearly.
LOR. JU. Most excellent.
STEP. And then I sent her another, and my poesie was: "The deeper the sweeter, I"ll be judged by Saint Peter."
LOR. JU. How, by St. Peter? I do not conceive that.
STEP. Marry, St. Peter to make up the metre.
LOR JU. Well, you are beholding to that Saint, he help"d you at your need; thank him, thank him.
MUS. I will venture, come what will: Gentlemen, please you change a few crowns for a very excellent good blade here; I am a poor gentleman, a soldier, one that (in the better state of my fortunes) scorned so mean a refuge, but now it"s the humour of necessity to have it so: you seem to be, gentlemen, well affected to martial men, else I should rather die with silence, than live with shame: howe"er, vouchsafe to remember it is my want speaks, not myself: this condition agrees not with my spirit.
LOR. JU. Where hast thou served?
MUS. May it please you, Signior, in all the provinces of Bohemia, Hungaria, Dalmatia, Poland, where not? I have been a poor servitor by sea and land, any time this xiiij. years, and follow"d the fortunes of the best Commanders in Christendom. I was twice shot at the taking of Aleppo, once at the relief of Vienna; I have been at America in the galleys thrice, where I was most dangerously shot in the head, through both the thighs, and yet, being thus maim"d, I am void of maintenance, nothing left me but my scars, the noted marks of my resolution.
STEP. How will you sell this rapier, friend?
MUS. Faith, Signior, I refer it to your own judgment; you are a gentleman, give me what you please.
STEP. True, I am a gentleman, I know that; but what though, I pray you say, what would you ask?
MUS. I a.s.sure you the blade may become the side of the best prince in Europe.
LOR. JU. Ay, with a velvet scabbard.
STEP. Nay, an"t be mine it shall have a velvet scabbard, that is flat, I"d not wear it as "tis an you would give me an angel.
MUS. At your pleasure, Signior, nay, it"s a most pure Toledo.
STEP. I had rather it were a Spaniard: but tell me, what shall I give you for it? an it had a silver hilt --
LOR. JU. Come, come, you shall not buy it; hold, there"s a shilling, friend, take thy rapier.
STEP. Why, but I will buy it now, because you say so: what, shall I go without a rapier?
LOR. JU. You may buy one in the city.
STEP. Tut, I"ll buy this, so I will; tell me your lowest price.
LOR. JU. You shall not, I say.
STEP. By G.o.d"s lid, but I will, though I give more than "tis worth.
LOR. JU. Come away, you are a fool.
STEP. Friend, I"ll have it for that word: follow me.
MUS. At your service, Signior.
[EXEUNT.]
ACT II. SCENE II.
ENTER LORENZO SENIOR.
LOR. SE. My labouring spirit being late opprest With my son"s folly, can embrace no rest Till it hath plotted by advice and skill, How to reduce him from affected will To reason"s manage; which while I intend, My troubled soul begins to apprehend A farther secret, and to meditate Upon the difference of man"s estate: Where is decipher"d to true judgment"s eye A deep, conceal"d, and precious mystery.
Yet can I not but worthily admire At nature"s art: who (when she did inspire This heat of life) placed Reason (as a king) Here in the head, to have the marshalling Of our affections: and with sovereignty To sway the state of our weak empery.
But as in divers commonwealths we see, The form of government to disagree: Even so in man, who searcheth soon shall find As much or more variety of mind.
Some men"s affections like a sullen wife, Is with her husband reason still at strife.
Others (like proud arch-traitors that rebel Against their sovereign) practise to expel Their liege Lord Reason, and not shame to tread Upon his holy and anointed head.
But as that land or nation best doth thrive, Which to smooth-fronted peace is most proclive, So doth that mind, whose fair affections ranged By reason"s rules, stand constant and unchanged, Else, if the power of reason be not such, Why do we attribute to him so much?
Or why are we obsequious to his law, If he want spirit our affects to awe?
Oh no, I argue weakly, he is strong, Albeit my son have done him too much wrong.
[ENTER MUSCO.]
MUS. My master: nay, faith, have at you: I am flesh"d now I have sped so well: Gentleman, I beseech you respect the estate of a poor soldier; I am ashamed of this base course of life, (G.o.d"s my comfort) but extremity provokes me to"t; what remedy?
LOR. SE. I have not for you now.
MUS. By the faith I bear unto G.o.d, gentleman, it is no ordinary custom, but only to preserve manhood. I protest to you, a man I have been, a man I may be, by your sweet bounty.
LOR. SE. I pray thee, good friend, be satisfied.