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Good Mafters worship, fome of your veluet coate

Make corpulent curt'fies to her, till they cracke for't.

PIC. There's Doctor Almanack wooes her, one of the Ieerers,

A fine Phyfitian. P. CA. Your Sea-captaine, Shunfield,

Giues out hee'll goe vpon the Cannon for her.

PIC. Though his lowd mouthing get him little credit, P. CA. Young Mafter Pyed-mantle, the fine Herrald Profeffes to deriuer her through all ages,

From all the Kings, and Queenes, that euer were.

PIC. And Mafter Madrigall, the crowned Poet

Of these our times, doth offer at her praises
As faire as any, when it shall please Apollo,

That wit and rime may meete both in one fubiect.

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P. CA. And you to beare her from all thefe, it will be-85 A work of fame. P. CA.

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bration.

P. CA. Of honor.

Of honor.

Pic. Cele

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P. CA. Worthy your name. PIC. The Peni-boyes to

liue in't,

P. CA. It is an action you were built for, Sir,

PIC. And none but you can doe it. P. Iv. I'll vndertake it,

P. CA. And carry it. P. Iv. Feare me not, for fince I came

Of mature age, I haue had a certaine itch

In my right eye, this corner, here, doe you fee?
To doe fome worke, and worthy of a Chronicle.

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The first Intermeane after the firft Act.

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IRTH. How now Gofsip! how doe's the Play pleafe
you?

CENSVRE. Very fcuruily, me thinks, and fufficiently naught.

EXPECTATION.

As a body would wish: here's nothing but a young Prodigall, come of age, who makes much of the Barber, buyes him a place in a new Office, i'the ayre, I know not where, and his man o'Law to follow him, with the Begger to boote, and they two helpe him to a wife.

MIRTH. I, fhee is a proper piece! that fuch creatures can broke for.

TATLE. I cannot abide that nafty fellow, the Begger, if hee had beene a Court-Begger in good clothes; a Begger in veluet, as they fay, I could haue endur'd him.

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MIRTH. Or a begging fcholler in blacke, or one of thefe 15 beggerly Poets, gofsip, that would hang vpon a young heyre like a horfeleech.

EXPEC. Or a thred-bare Doctor of Phyficke, a poore [20] Quackefaluer.

CENSVRE. Or a Sea-captaine, halfe fteru'd.

MIRTH. I, these were tolerable Beggers, Beggers of fashion! you fhall fee fome fuch anon!

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TATLE. I would faine fee the Foole, gossip, the Foole is the finest man i'the company, they fay, and has all the wit: Hee is the very Iuftice o'Peace o'the Play, and can commit 25 whom hee will, and what hee will, errour, abfurdity, as the toy takes him, and no man fay, blacke is his eye, but laugh at him.

MIRTH. But they ha' no Foole i' this Play, I am afraid. gofsip.

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TATLE. It's a wife Play, then.

EXPECTATION. They are all fooles, the rather, in that.
CENSVRE. Like enough.

TATLE. My husband, (Timothy Tatle, God reft his poore foule) was wont to fay, there was no Play, without a Foole, 35 and a Diuell in't; he was for the Diuell ftill, God bleffe him. The Diuell for his money, would hee fay, I would faine fee the Diuell. And why would you fo faine fee the Diuell? would I fay. Becaufe hee has hornes, wife, and may be a cuckold, as well as a Diuell, hee would anfwer: You are 40 e'en fuch another, husband, quoth I. Was the Diuell euer married? where doe you read, the Diuell was euer fo honorable to commit Matrimony; The Play will tell vs, that, fayes hee, wee'll goe fee't to morrow, the Diuell is an Affe. Hee is an errant learn'd man, that made it, and can write, they 45 fay, and I am fouly deceiu'd, but hee can read too.

MIRTH. I remember it gofsip, I went with you, by the fame token, Mrs. Trouble Truth difwaded vs, and told vs, hee was a prophane Poet, and all his Playes had Diuels in them. That he kept fchole vpo'the Stage, could coniure 50 there, aboue the Schole of Westminster, and Doctor Lamb too: not a Play he made, but had a Diuell in it. And that he would learne vs all to make our husbands Cuckolds at Playes: by another token that a young married wife i'the company, faid, fhee could finde in her heart to fteale thither, 55 and fee a little o'the vanity through her mafque, and come practice at home.

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MIRTH. Nay, Gofsip, I name no body. It may be 'twas my felfe.

EXPECTATION. But was the Diuell a proper man, Gossip? MIRTH. As fine a gentleman, of his inches, as euer I faw trufled to the Stage, or any where elfe: and lou'd the common wealth, as well as ere a Patriot of 'hem all: hee would

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carry away the Vice on his backe, quicke to Hell, in euery 65 Play where he came, and reforme abuses.

EXPECTATION. There was the Diuell of Edmonton, no fuch man, I warrant you.

CENSVRE. The Coniurer coofen'd him with a candles end, hee was an Affe.

MIRTH. But there was one Smug, a Smith, would haue made a horfe laugh, and broke his halter, as they fay. TATLE. O, but the poore man had got a fhrewd mifchance, one day.

EXPECTATION. How, Gofsip?

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TATLE. He had dreft a Rogue Iade i'the morning, that had the Staggers, and had got fuch a spice of 'hem himselfe, by noone, as they would not away all the Play time, doe what hee could, for his heart.

MIRTH. 'Twas his part, Gossip, he was to be drunke, by 80 his part.

TATLE. Say you fo, I vnderflood not fo much.

EXPECTA. Would wee had fuch an other part, and fuch a man in this play, I feare 'twill be an excellent dull thing. CENSVRE. Expect, intend it.

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STATVTE. BAND. BROKER.

Our Grace is fad me thinks, and melancholy!
You doe not looke vpon me with that face,

As you were wont, my Goddeffe, bright

Pecunia:

Although your Grace be falne, of two i'the hundred,
In vulgar estimation; yet am I,

You Graces feruant ftill: and teach this body,

To bend, and these my aged knees to buckle,
In adoration, and iuft worship of

you.

Indeed, I doe confeffe, I haue no shape
To make a minion of, but I'm your Martyr,
Your Graces Martyr. I can heare the Rogues,
As I doe walke the streetes, whisper, and point,
There goes old Peni-boy, the flaue of money,
Rich Peni-boy, Lady Pecunia's drudge,

A fordid Rafcall, one that neuer made

Good meale in his fleep, but fells the acates are sent him,

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Fish, Fowle, and venison, and preferues himselfe,

Like an old hoary Rat, with mouldy pye-crust.

This I doe heare, reioycing, I can fuffer

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This, and much more, for your good Graces fake.

PEC. Why do you so my Guardian? I not bid you, Cannot my Grace be gotten, and held too,

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