Pag. An excellent deuice: so if any of the audience hisse, you may cry, Well done Hercules, now thou crushest the Snake; that is the way to make an offence gracious, though few haue the grace to doe it
Brag. For the rest of the Worthies?
Peda. I will play three my selfe
Pag. Thrice worthy Gentleman
Brag. Shall I tell you a thing?
Peda. We attend
Brag. We will haue, if this fadge not, an Antique. I beseech you follow
Ped. Via good-man Dull, thou hast spoken no word all this while
Dull. Nor vnderstood none neither sir
Ped. Alone, we will employ thee
Dull. Ile make one in a dance, or so: or I will play on the taber to the Worthies, & let them dance the hey
Ped. Most Dull, honest Dull, to our sport away.
Enter.
Enter Ladies.
Qu. Sweet hearts we shall be rich ere we depart, If fairings come thus plentifully in.
A Lady wal"d about with Diamonds: Look you, what I haue from the louing King
Rosa. Madam, came nothing else along with that?
Qu. Nothing but this: yes as much loue in Rime, As would be cram"d vp in a sheet of paper Writ on both sides the leafe, margent and all, That he was faine to seale on Cupids name
Rosa. That was the way to make his G.o.d-head wax: For he hath beene fiue thousand yeeres a Boy
Kath. I, and a shrewd vnhappy gallowes too
Ros. You"ll nere be friends with him, a kild your sister
Kath. He made her melancholy, sad, and heauy, and so she died: had she beene Light like you, of such a merrie nimble stirring spirit, she might a bin a Grandam ere she died. And so may you: For a light heart liues long
Ros. What"s your darke meaning mouse, of this light word?
Kat. A light condition in a beauty darke
Ros. We need more light to finde your meaning out
Kat. You"ll marre the light by taking it in snuffe: Therefore Ile darkely end the argument
Ros. Look what you doe, you doe it stil i"th darke
Kat. So do not you, for you are a light Wench
Ros. Indeed I waigh not you, and therefore light
Ka. You waigh me not, O that"s you care not for me
Ros. Great reason: for past care, is still past cure
Qu. Well bandied both, a set of Wit well played.
But Rosaline, you haue a Fauour too?
Who sent it? and what is it?
Ros. I would you knew.
And if my face were but as faire as yours, My Fauour were as great, be witnesse this.
Nay, I haue Verses too, I thanke Berowne, The numbers true, and were the numbring too.
I were the fairest G.o.ddesse on the ground.
I am compar"d to twenty thousand fairs.
O he hath drawne my picture in his letter
Qu. Any thing like?
Ros. Much in the letters, nothing in the praise
Qu. Beauteous as Incke: a good conclusion
Kat. Faire as a text B. in a Coppie booke
Ros. Ware pensals. How? Let me not die your debtor, My red Dominicall, my golden letter.
O that your face were full of Oes
Qu. A Pox of that iest, and I beshrew all Shrowes: But Katherine, what was sent to you From faire Dumaine?
Kat. Madame, this Gloue
Qu. Did he not send you twaine?
Kat. Yes Madame: and moreouer, Some thousand Verses of a faithfull Louer.
A huge translation of hypocrisie, Vildly compiled, profound simplicitie
Mar. This, and these Pearls, to me sent Longauile.
The Letter is too long by halfe a mile
Qu. I thinke no lesse: Dost thou wish in heart The Chaine were longer, and the Letter short
Mar. I, or I would these hands might neuer part
Quee. We are wise girles to mocke our Louers so
Ros. They are worse fooles to purchase mocking so.
That same Berowne ile torture ere I goe.
O that I knew he were but in by th" weeke, How I would make him fawne, and begge, and seeke, And wait the season, and obserue the times, And spend his prodigall wits in booteles rimes, And shape his seruice wholly to my deuice, And make him proud to make me proud that iests.
So pertaunt like would I o"resway his state, That he shold be my foole, and I his fate
Qu. None are so surely caught, when they are catcht, As Wit turn"d foole, follie in Wisedome hatch"d: Hath wisedoms warrant, and the helpe of Schoole, And Wits owne grace to grace a learned Foole?
Ros. The bloud of youth burns not with such excesse, As grauities reuolt to wantons be