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Lvsc. Yes, sir, they are at the gate without.

155 OVID. se. That's well. ASINIVS Lvovs, a word. Captaine, I shall take my leaue of you?

TvcC. No, my little old boy, dispatch with COTHVRNVS there: I’le attend thee, I

Lvsc. To borrow fome ten drachmes, I know his 160 proiect.

OVID. fe. Sir, you shall make me beholding to you. Now Captaine Tvcca, what say you?

Tvcc. Why, what should I say? or what can I say, my flowre o' the order? Should I say, thou art rich? 165 or that thou art honorable? or wise? or valiant? or learned? or liberall? Why, thou art all there, and thou knoweft it (my noble Lvcvlvs) thou knoweft it: come, bee not ashamed of thy vertues, old stumpe. Honour's a good brooch to weare in a mans hat, at all 170 times. Thou art the man of warres Mecænas, old boy. Why shouldīt not thou bee grac't then by them, as well as hee is by his poets? How now, my carrier, what newes?

Lvsc. The boy has staied within for his cue, this 175 halfe houre.

Tvcc. Come, doe not whisper to me, but speake it out: what? it is no treason against the state, I hope, is't? Lvsc. Yes, against the state of my masters purse.

180 Pyrg. Sir, AGRIPPA desires you to forbeare him till the next weeke: his moyles are not yet come vp.

Tvcc. His moyles ? now the bots, the spauin, and the glanders, and some dozen diseases more, light on

155 Lus. (Re-entering.) N 157 [ Walks aside with LUPUS.] N 158 my little knight Errant Q 159 Caualier Cothurnus Q 160-1 (A side. G, N

162 Ovid sen. [ To Lupus.] N. 165 my... order] my most Magnanimous Mirror of K’nighthood Q boy) knight 2 173 poets ?] Enter Pyrgus and whispers Tucca. G Enter Pyrgus. N 175 Lus. (Aside.] N 176 [Aside. G 180 Lus. (A side.] N [Aside, and exit. G

171-2 old

him, and his moyles. What ha' they the yellowes, his 185 moyles, that they come no fafter? or are they foundred? ha? his moyles ha' the staggers belike: ha' they?

Pyrg. O no, fir: then your tongue might be suspected for one of his moyles.

Tvcc. Hee owes mee almost a talent, and hee thinks 190 to beare it away with his moyles, does hee? Sirrah, you, nut-cracker, goe your waies to him againe, and tell him I must ha' money, I: I cannot eate stones and turfes, say. What, will he clem me, and my followers ? Aske him, an' he will clem me: doe, goe.


195 would haue mee frie my ierkin, would hee? [283] Away, setter, away. Yet, stay, my little tumbler: this old boy shall supply now. I will not trouble him, I cannot bee importunate, I: I cannot bee impudent.

PYRG. Alas, fir, no: you are the most maidenly 200 blushing creature vpon the earth.

Tvcc. Do'st thou heare, my little fixe and fiftie, or thereabouts? Thou art not to learne the humours and tricks of that old bald cheater, Time: thou hadît not this chaine for nothing. Men of worth haue their 205 chymera's, as well as other creatures: and they doe fee monsters, sometimes: they doe, they doe, braue boy.

PYRG. Better cheape then he shall see you, I warrant him.

210 Tvcc. Thou must let me haue fixe, fixe, drachmes, I meane, old boy; thou shalt doe it: I tell thee, old boy, thou shalt, and in priuate too, do'st thou see? Goe, walke off: there, there. Sixe is the summe. Thy fonn's a gallant sparke, and must not be put out of a 215 sudden: come hither, CALLIMACHVS, thy father tells me thou art too poeticall, boy, thou must not be so, thou

188 sir:- (Aside.] N 189 (Aside. G 197-8 this old boy] the Knight Q

200 Pyr. (A side.] N 201 (A side. G 207–8 braue boy) om. Q 209 Pyr. (A side.] N 210 [Aside. G 214 off: (to the Boy] G, N 217 boy) slaue Q

must leaue them, yong nouice, thou must, they are a sort of poore staru'd rascalls; that are euer wrapt vp in foule linnen; and can boast of nothing but a leane 220 visage, peering out of a seame-rent sute; the very emblemes of beggerie. No, doft heare? turne lawyer, Thou shalt be my solicitor: Tis right, old boy, ist?

Ovid. se. You were best tell it, Captaine.

Tvcc. No: fare thou well mine honest horse-man, 225 and thou old beuer. Pray thee Romane, when thou commest to towne, see me at my lodging, visit me fometimes: thou shalt be welcome, old boy. Doe not balke me, good swaggerer. IOVE keepe thy chaine from pawning, goe thy waies, if thou lack money, I'le lend 230 thee some: I'le leaue thee to thy horse, now. Adieu.

Ovid. fe. Farewell, good Captaine.
Tvcc. Boy, you can haue but halfe a share now, boy.

Ovid. se. 'Tis a strange boldnesse, that accompanies this fellow: Come.

235 Ovid. iu. l'le giue attendance on you, to your horse, sir, please you

Ovid. fe. No: keepe your chamber, and fall to your studies; doe fo: the gods of Rome blefle thee.

Ovid. iu. And giue me ftomacke to digest this law, 240 That should haue followed sure, had I beene he. O sacred poesie, thou spirit of artes, The foule of science, and the queene of foules, What prophane violence, almost sacriledge, Hath here beene offered thy diuinities !

245 That thine owne guiltlesse pouertie should arme Prodigious ignorance to wound thee thus ! For thence, is all their force of argument Drawne forth against thee; or from the abuse

225 horse-man] Knight O 226 beaver. [to Lupus] G, N Romane] Knight 9 233 Exit. Q [Exit, followed by Pyrgus. G, N 236 iu.] om. 2 239 Exeunt. Q Exit with Lupus, G, N 240 iu.] om. 2 242 of Romane Arts 1640 246 That] Hmh!


(284] Of thy great powers in adultrate braines : 250
When, would men learne but to distinguish spirits,
And set true difference twixt those jaded wits
That runne a broken pase for common hire,
And the high raptures of a happy Muse,
Borne on the wings of her immortall thought,

That kickes at earth with a disdainefull heele,
And beats at heauen gates with her bright hooues ;
They would not then with such distorted faces,
And desp'rate censures stab at poesie.
They would admire bright knowledge, and their minds 260
Should ne're descend on so vnworthy obiects,
As gold, or titles: they would dread farre more,
To be thought ignorant, then be knowne poore.
"The time was once, when wit drown'd wealth: but

now, "Your onely barbarisme is t'haue wit, and want. 265 “No matter now in vertue who excells, "He, that hath coine, hath all perfection else.

AZ 1. Scene iii.



Vid? OVID.
OVID. Who's there?
Who's there? Come in.

Come in. TIBV.
Good morrow, Lawyer.
OVID. Good morrow (deare TIBVLLVS) wel-
come: fit downe.
TIBV. Not I. What: so hard at it? Let's see,

what's here?
Nay, I will see it — Ovid. Pray thee away -

254 Muse] Soule Q 259 desp'rate] dudgeon Q 265 Barbarism's, to haue Q

SCENA TERTIA. Q Act Ovid.] om. G, N i Tibull. Q Tib. 1716, W Tib. [within] Ovid ! G, N in. Enter Tibullus. G, N 3-4 Whats here? Numa in Decimo nono? | Ouid. Pray thee away. I Q Numa in decimo nono W, G 4 Pray thee) pr'y thee 1640 prithee 1692+




TiBv. If thrice in field, a man vanquish his foe,

'Tis after in his choice to ferue, or no. How now Ovid! Law-cases in verse? OVID. In troth, I know not: they runne from my

pen Vnwittingly, if they be verse. What's the newes

TiBv. Off with this gowne, I come to haue thee

OVID. No, good TiBvllVS, I'm not now in case,
Pray' let me alone. TiBv. How? not in case!
S'light thou’rt in too much case, by all this law.

OVID. Troth, if I liue, I will new dresse the law,
In sprightly poefies habillaments.
TIBV. The hell thou wilt. What, turne law into

Thy father has school'd thee, I fee. Here, reade that

There's subiect for you: and if I mistake not,
A Superfedeas to your melancholy.
OVID. How! subscrib'd Ivlia! Ô, my life, my

TiBv. Is the mood chang'd?
OVID. Musique of wit! Note for th'harmonious

spheares !
[285] Celestiall accents, how you rauish me!

TIBV. What is it, OviD?
OVID. That I must meete my IVLIA, the Princesse

Tiby. Where?
OVID. Why, at —hart, I haue forgot: my passion

fo transports mee.
TiBv. Ile saue your paines: it is at Albivs house,
The iewellers, where the faire LYCORIS lies.





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