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Sub. I do not hear well.
Face. Not of this, I think it:
But I shall put you in mind, sir; at Pye-corner,
Taking your meal of steam in, from cooks' stalls;
Where, like the father of hunger, you did walk
Piteously costive, with your pinched-horn nose,
And your complexion of the Roman wash,
Stuck full of black and melancholic worms,
Like powder corn shot at the Artillery-yard.
Sub. I wish you could advance your voice a
little.

Face. When you went pinned up in the seve

ral rags

You had raked and picked from dunghills before

day;

Your feet in mouldy slippers, for your kibes;
A felt of rug, and a thin threaden cloak,
That scarce would cover your no-buttocks-
Sub. So, sir!

Face. When all your alchymy, and your alge-
bra,

Your minerals, vegetables, and animals,

Your conjuring, cozening, and your dozen of
trades,

Could not relieve your corpse with so much linen
Would make you tinder but to see a fire;
I gave you count'nance, credit for your coals,
Your stills, your glasses, your materials;
Built you a furnace, drew you customers,
Advanced all your black arts, lent you, beside,
A house to practice in-

Sub. Your master's house?

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Sub. Cow-herd!
Face. Conjurer!
Sub. Cut-purse!

Dol. We are ruined! lost! Have you no more regard

To your reputations? Where's your judgment? 'Slight,

Have yet some care of me, of your republic— Face. Away, this brach. I'll bring the rogue within

The statute of sorcery, tricesimo tertio

Of Harry the eighth; ay, and, perhaps, thy neck Within a noose for laundering gold, and barbing it.

Dol. You'll bring your head within a cockscomb, will you?

[She catches out FACE's sword, and breaks
SUBTLE'S glass.]

And you, sir, with your menstrue, gather it up.
'Sdeath! you abominable pair of stinkards,
Leave off your barking, and grow one again,
Or, by the light that shines, I'll cut your throats.
I'll not be made a prey unto the marshal,

Face. Where you have studied the more thri- For ne'er a snarling dog-bolt o' you both.

ving skill

Of bawdry since.

Sub. Yes, in your master's house.

You and the rats here kept possession.
Make it not strange.

Face. You might talk softlier, rascal.
Sub. No, you Scarabe;

I'll thunder you in pieces: I will teach you
How to beware to tempt a fury again,
That carries tempest in his hand and voice.

Dol. Nay, general, I thought you were civil.
Face. I shall turn desperate, if you grow thus

loud.

Sub. And hang thyself, I care not.
Face. Hang thee, collier,

And all thy pots and pans, in picture, I will,
Since thou hast moved me

Dol. Oh, this will o'erthrow all.

Face. Write thee up bawd in Paul's, have all
thy tricks

Of cozening with a hollow coal, dust, scrapings,
Searching for things lost with a sieve and sheers,
Erecting figures in your rows of houses,
And taking in of shadows with a glass,
Told in red letters; and a face cut for thee,
Worse than Gamaliel Ratsey's.

Dol. Are you sound?
Have you your senses, masters?<
Face. I will have

Have you together cozened all this while,
And all the world? and shall it now be said,
You've made most courteous shift to cozen your-

selves?

You will accuse him! You will bring him in
Within the statute! Who shall take your word?
A whoreson, upstart, apocryphal captain,
Whom not a puritan in Black-Friars will trust
So much as for a feather! And you too
Will give the cause, forsooth! You will insult,
And claim a primacy in the divisious!
You must be chief! As if you only had
The powder to project with, and the work
Were not begun out of equality?

The venture tripartite? All things in common;
Without priority.

Face. It is his fault;

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Sub. Let me not breathe, if I meant ought be- Good faith, sir, I was going away.

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Dol. I hope we need no spurs, sir. Do we?
Face. 'Slid, prove to-day, who shall shark best.
Sub. Agreed.

Dol. Yes, and work close and friendly.
Sub. 'Slight, the knot

Shall grow the stronger for this breach, with me. Dol. Why so, my good baboons! Shall we go make

A sort of sober, scurvy, precise, neighbours,
(That scarce have smiled twice since the king
came in)

A feast of laughter at our follies? No, agree.
And may Don Provost ride a feasting long,
In his old velvet jerkin,

(My noble sovereign, and worthy general)
Ere we contribute a new crewel garter
To his most worsted worship.

Sub. Royal Dol!

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Dap. In truth,

I am very sorry, captain.
Face. But I thought,
Sure I should meet you.

Dap. Aye, I am very glad,

I had a scurvy writ or two to make,
And I had lent my watch last night to one,
That dines to-day at the sheriff's, and so was rob-
bed

Of my past-time. Is this the cunning man?
Face. This is his worship.

Dap. Is he a doctor?

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Dap. Not so, good captain.

Face. Would I were fairly rid on't, believe

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This is the gentleman, and he is no Chiause.
Sub. Captain, I have returned you all my an-

swer.

I would do much, sir, for your love—but this
I neither may, nor can.

Face. Tut, but do not say so.

You deal now with a noble fellow, doctor.
One that will thank you richly, and he's no
Chiause.

Let that, sir, move you.

Sub. Pray you, forbear.
Face. He has

Four angels here.

Sub. You do me wrong, good sir.

Face. Doctor, wherein? To tempt you with these spirits?

Sub. To tempt my art and love, sir, to my peril.

'Fore Heaven. I scarce can think you are my | But I do think now I shall leave the law,

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You and your flies together.

Dap. Nay, good captain!

Face. That know no difference of men.
Sub. Good words, sir.

Face. Good deeds, sir, doctor Dogs-meat.
Dap. Nay, dear captain,

Use master doctor with some more respect.

Face. Hang him, proud stag, with his broad velvet head!

But for your sake, I would choak, ere I would change

An article of breath with such a puck-foist-
Come, let's be gone.

Sub. Pray you, let me speak with you.
Dap. His worship calls you, captain.
Face. I am sorry

I e'er embarked myself in such a business,
Dap. Nay, good sir, he did call you.
Face. Will he take, then?

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Face. No whispering.

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He is o' the only best complexion

The queen of Fairy loves.

Face. What! is he!

Sub. Peace!

He'll over-hear you. Sir, should she but see him

Face. What?

Sub. Do not you tell him.

Face. Will he win at cards too?

Sub. He will, he will.

Face. Indeed! a strange success, that some men should be born to!

Sub. He hears you, man!

Dap. Sir, I'll not be ungrateful.

Face. Faith, I have confidence in his good na

ture:

Sub. 'Fore Heaven, you do not apprehend the You hear, he says he will not be ungrateful.

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Sub. Why, as you please; my venture follows

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You were born with a cawl o' your head. Dap. Who says so?

Face. Come,

You know it well enough, though you dissemble it. | To sharpen your five senses, and cry hum
Dap. I' fac, I do not; you are mistaken.
Face. How!

Swear by your fac! and in a thing so known
Unto the doctor! How shall we, sir, trust you
In the matter? Can we ever think,

When you have won five or six thousand pound,
You'll send us shares in't, by this rate?

Dap. By Jove, sir,

I'll win ten thousand pound, and send you half.
I-fac's no oath.

Sub. No, no, he did but jest.

Face. Go to. Go thank the doctor. He's your friend,

To take it so.

Dap. I thank his worship.

Face. Do you think that will do? No, no; Give him another angel.

Dap. Must I?

Face. Must you! 'Slight,

What else is thanks? Will you be trivial? Doc

tor,

When must he come for his familiar?

Dap. Shall I not ha' it with me?
Sub. Oh, good sir!

There must a world of ceremonies pass;
You must be bathed and fumigated first;
Besides, the queen of Fairy does not rise
Till it be noon.

Face. Not if she danced to-night.
Sub. And she must bless it.

Face. Did you never see

Her royal grace yet?

Dap. Whom?

Face. Your aunt of Fairy.

Sub. Not since she kissed him in the cradle, captain;

I can resolve you that.

Face. Well, see her grace,

Whate'er it cost you, for a thing that I know.
It will be somewhat hard to compass; but,
However, see her. You are made, believe it,
If you can see her. Her grace is a lone woman,
And very rich; and if she take a phantasy,
She will do strange things. See her, at any
hand.

'Slid, she may hap to leave you all she has!
It is the doctor's fear.

Dap. How will't be done, then?

Face. Let me alone, take you no thought. Do

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Thrice, and buz as often; and then come.
Face. Can you remember this?

Dap. I warrant you.

Face. Well, then, away. 'Tis but your be

stowing

Some twenty nobles 'mong her grace's servants,
And put on a clean shirt; you do not know
What grace her grace may do you in clean linen.
Dap. Hum-buz.

Face. Hum-buz.
Sub. Come in.

Enter DRUGGER.

Exit. [Exit.

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Face. What! my honest Abel!
Thou art well met here.

Drug Troth, sir, I was speaking,

Just as your worship came here, of your wor-
ship.

I pray you speak for me to master doctor.
Face. He shall do any thing. Doctor, do you

hear?

This is my friend, Abel, an honest fellow :
He lets me have good tobacco, and he
Does not sophisticate it.

Drug. No, I never sophisticate.

Face. He's a neat, spruce, honest fellow, and no goldsmith.

Drug. No, I am no goldsmith.

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