770Enter the King and all the lords, with the Trumpets. 771King. Why
sound the
se Trumpets in the Diuelles
773C. To
shew the King comes.
774King. To
shew the King comes Go hang the Trum
- 775petters, they mocke me boldly, and euery other thing that
makes
dayes mirth.
776makes me knowne, not telling what
I am, but what
I seem,
777a King of clouts, a
scarcrow, full of cobwebs,
spiders and
778earewigs, that
sets
Iackdawes long tongue in my bo
some,
779and vpon my head, and
such are all the a
ffe
ctions of loue
780swarming in me, without commaund or rea
son.
781Lem. Howe nowe my liege! what quackemyred in
782Philo
sophie, bounde with loues whipcorde, and quite
783robbed of rea
son: and Ile giue you a receyte for this pre
- 785King. Peace L
emot, they
say the yong lord
Dowseger is
786rarely learned, and nothing lunatike as men
suppo
se, but
787hateth companie, and worldly tra
sh, the iudgement and
788the iu
st contempt of them, haue in rea
son arguments that
789breake a
ffe
ction (as the mo
st sacred Poets write) and
790still the roughe
st wind: and his rare humour come we now
792Lem. Yea, but hearke you my liege, Ile tell you a better
793humour then that, here pre
sently will be your faire loue
794Martia, to
see his humour, and from thence faire counte
sse
795Florula, &
she will go vnto Verones ordinarie, where none
796but you and
I, and Count
Moren, will be mo
st merry.
797King. Why Count
Moren I hope dares not aduenture
798into any womans companie, but his wiues.
799Lem. Yes, as I will worke, my liege, and then let me alone
800to keepe him there till his wife comes.
801King. That will be royall
sport:
see where all comes:
802welcome faire lords and ladies.
803Enter Laberuele, Labesha, and all the rest. 804Lab. My liege you are welcome to my poore hou
se.
805Lem. I pray, my liege know this Gentleman e
specially,
806he is a Gentleman borne
I can tell you.
807King. With all my heart: what might I call your name?
808Lab. Monsieur L
abesha,
siniora defoulasa.
809Ki. Defoulasa, an il
sounding barrendrie of my word: bur
810to the purpo
se, lord L
aberuele, we are come to
see the hu
- D mour
An humerous
811mour of your rare
sonne, which by
some meanes I pray let
813La. Your highnes
shal too vnworthily pertake the
sight
814which I with griefe and teares daily behold,
seeing in him
815the end of my poore hou
se.
816King. You know not that (my lord) your wife is yong,
817and he perhaps hereafter may be mooued to more
societie.
818La. Would to God hee would, that wee might do to
819your crowne of France, more worthy and more accepta
- 821King. Thanks good my lord,
see where he appeeres.
822Enter Lauele with a picture, and a paire of large hose, and a 823codpeece, and a sword. 824K. Say L
auel, where is your friend the yong lord
Dowsecer?
825La. I looke my liege he will be here anone, but then I
826mu
st intreat your Maie
stie and all the re
st, to
stand vn
seen,
827for he as yet will brooke no companie.
828King. We will
stand clo
se L
auele, but wherefore bring
829you this apparell, that pi
cture, and that
sword?
830Lau. To put him by the
sight of them in mind of their
831braue
states that v
se them, or that at the lea
st of the true v
se
832they
should be put vnto.
833King. Indeede the
sence doth
still
stir vp the
soule, and
834though the
se obie
cts do not worke, yet it is very probable
835in time
she may, at lea
st, we
shal di
scerne his humor of thē.
836Lem. See where he comes contemplating,
stand clo
se.
838 Quid Dei potes videri magnum in rebus humanis quaeterni 839omnes to thy
ousque notas sic omnibus magna tutor, what
840can
seeme
strange to him on earthly things to whom the
841whole cour
se of eternitie, and the round compa
sse of the
842world is knowne? a
speech diuine, but yet I maruaile much
843how it
should
spring from thee, M
arke C
icero that
sold for
844glory the
sweet peece of life, & make a torment of rich na
- 845tures work, wearing thy
self by watchful candel light, when
846all the Smithes & Weauers were at re
st, and yet was gallant
ere
dayes mirth.
847ere the day bird
sung to haue a troope of clyents at thy
848gates, armed with religious
suplicatiōs,
such as wold make
849sterne
Minos laugh to reade: look on our lawyers billes, not
850one containes virtue or hone
st drifts; but he cares, he cares,
851he cares; for acorns now are in reque
st, but the okes poore
852fruite did nouri
sh men, men were like okes of body, tough,
853and
strong men were like Gyants then, but Pigmies now,
854yet full of villanies as their skinne can hold.
855Le. How like you this humor my liege?
856King. This is no humour, this is but per
fit iudgement.
857Coun. Is this a fren
sie?
858Mar. O were al men
such, men were no men but gods:
860Do. See
see the
shamele
sse world, that dares pre
sent her
861mortall enemie with the
se gro
se en
signes of her lenity, yron
862and
steele, vncharitable
stu
ffe, good
spittle-founders, ene
- 863mies to whole skinnes, as if there were not waies enow to
864die by natural and ca
suall accidents, di
sea
ses,
surfeits, braue
865carow
ses, old aquavit
ae, and too ba
se wiues, and thou
sands
866more hence with this art of murder. But here is goodly
867geare, the
soule of man, for tis his better part, take away
868this, and take away their merites, and their
spirites,
scarce
869dare they come in any publike view, without this counte
- 870nance giuer, and
some dares not come, becau
se they haue it
871too, for they may
sing, in written books they
find it, what is
872it then the fa
shion, or the co
st, the co
st doth match, but yet
873the fa
shion more, for let it be but meane,
so in the fa
shion,
874& tis mo
st gentleman like, is it
so? make a hand in the mar
- 875gent, and burne the booke, a large hou
se and a codpeece
876makes a man a codpece, nay indeed but hou
se mu
st down:
877well for your gentle forgers of men, and for you come to
878re
st me into fa
shion, Ile weare you thus, and
sit vpon the
880La. And he doth de
spi
se our purpo
ses.
881Ca. Beare with him yet my Lorde, hee is not re
sol
- D 2 La. I
An humorous
883La. I would not haue my friend mocke worthy men,
884for the vaine pride of
some that are not
so.
885Dow. I do not here deride di
fference of
states, no not
886in
shew, but wi
sh that
such as want
shew might not be
scor
- 887ned with ignorant Turki
sh pride, beeing pompous in ap
- 888parel, and in mind: nor would I haue with imitated
shapes
889menne make their natiue land, the land of apes, liuing like
890strangers when they be at home, and
so perhaps beare
891strange hearts to their home, nor looke a
snu
ffe like a pian
- 892ncts taile, for nothing but their tailes and formall lockes,
893when like to creame boules all their vertues
swim in their
894set faces, all their in parts then
fit to
serue pe
sants or make
895curdes for dawes: but what a
stocke am I thus to negle
ct 896this
figure of mans comfort this rare peece?
897La. Heauens grant that make him more humane, and
899King. Nay hees more humane then all we are.
900La. I feare he will be too
sharp to that
sweete
sex.
901Dow. She is very faire, I thinke that
she be painted; and
902if
she be
sir,
she might aske of mee, how many is there of
903our
sexe that are not? tis a
sharpe que
stion: marry and I
904thinke they haue
small skill, if they were all of painting,
905twere
safer dealing with them, and indeed were their minds
906strong enough to guide their bodies, their beuteous deeds
907shoulde match with their heauenly lookes, twere nece
ssa
- 908rie they
should weare them, and would they vouch
safe it,
909euen I would ioy in their
societie.
910Ma. And who would not die with
such a man?
911Dow. But to admire them as our gallants do, O what an
912eie
she hath, O dainty hand, rare foote and legge, and leaue
913the minde re
spe
ctles, this is a plague, that in both men and
914women make
such pollution of our earthly beeing: well I
915will pra
ctice yet to court this peece.
916La. O happie man, now haue I hope in her.
917King. Me thinkes I could indure him daies and nights.
918Dow. Well
sir, now thus mu
st I do
sir, ere it come to
women
dayes mirth.
919women; now
sir a plague vpon it, tis
so ridiculous I can no
920further: what poore a
sse was it that
set this in my way? now
921if my father
should be the man: Gods precious coles tis
923Lab. Good
sonne go forward in this gentle humor, ob
- 924serue this pi
cture, it pre
sents a maide of noble birth and ex
- 925cellent of parts, whom for our hou
se and honor
sake, I wi
sh 926thou would
st confe
sse to marrie.
927Dow. To marrie father? why we
shall haue children.
928La. Why that's the ende of marriage, and the ioye of
930Do. O how you are deceiued, you haue but me, & what
931a trouble am I to your ioy? but father, if you long to haue
932some fruite of me,
see father I will creepe into this
stuborne
933earth and mixe my
fle
sh with it, and they
shall breede
934gra
sse, to fat oxen, a
sses and
such like, and when they in the
935gra
sse the
spring conuerts into bea
sts nouri
shment, then
936comes the fruite of this my body forth; then may you well
937say,
seeing my race is
so pro
fitably increa
sed, that good fat
938oxe, and that
same large eard a
sse are my
sonne
sonnes, that
939caulfe with a white face is his faire daughter, with which,
940when your
fields are richly
filled, then will my race content
941you, but for the ioyes of children, tu
sh tis gone, children
942will not de
serue, nor parents take it: wealth is the onely
943father & the child, and but in wealth no man hath any ioy.
944La. Some cour
se deare
sonne take for thy honor
sake.
945Dow. Then father heres a mo
st excellent cour
se.
946La. This is
some comfort yet.
947Dow. If you will
strait be gone and leaue me here, Ile
948stand as quietlye as anye lambe, and trouble none of you
950Le. How like you this humour yet my liege?
951King. As of a holy fury, not a fren
sie.
952Mor. See
see my liege, he hath
seene vs
sure.
953King. Nay looke how he viewes
Martia and makes
An humerous
956Lem. Yea my liege, and
she as I hope wel ob
serued, hath
957vttered many kind conceits of hers.
958King. Well Ile be gone, and when
shee comes to Ve
- 959rones ordinarie, Ile haue her taken to my cu
stodie.
960Lem, Ile
stay my liege, and
see the euent of this.
961King. Do
so
Lemot.
Exit the king. 962Dow. What haue I
seene? howe am I burnt to du
st 963with a new Sun, and made a nouell Ph
oenix, is
she a wo
- 964man that obie
cts this
sight, able to worke the chaos of the
965world into ge
stion? O diuine a
spe
ct, the excellent di
spo
ser
966of the mind
shines in thy beautie, and thou ha
st not chaun
- 967ged my
soule to
sen
se, but
sen
se vnto my
soule, and I de
sire
968thy pure
societie, but euen as angels do, to angels
flie.
Exit. 969Mar. Flie
soule and follow him.
970Lab. I maruaile much at my
sonnes
sodaine
straunge
972Lem. Beare with him yet my Lord, tis but his humour:
973come, what
shall we go to Verones ordinarie?
974Lab. Yea for Gods
sake, for I am pa
ssing hungry.
975Mor. Yea, come Mon
sieur L
emot, will you walke?
976Count. What, will you go?
977Mor. Yea
sweet bird, I haue promi
sed
so.
978Count. Go to, you
shall not go and leaue me alone.
979Mor. For one meale gentle bird: Veron inuites vs to buy
980some iewels he hath brought of late from
Italie: Ile buy the
981be
st, and bring it thee,
so thou wilt let me go.
982Count. Well
said
flattering
Fabian, but tel me then what
984Mor. Ladies? why none.
985Lem. No ladies v
se to come to ordinaries, Madam.
986Count. Go to bird, tell me now the very truth.
987Mor. None of mine honour bird, you neuer heard that
988ladies came to ordinaries.
989Count O thats becau
se I
should not go with you.
990Mar. Why tis not
fit you
should.
991Cou. Well heark you bird, of my word you
shall not go,
dayes mirth.
993vnle
sse you will
sweare to me, you will neither court nor
994ki
sse a dame in any
sort, till you come home againe.
995Mar. Why
I sweare I will not.
996Count. Go to, by this ki
sse.
997Mar. Yea, by this ki
sse.
998Foies. M
artia, learne by this when you are a wife.
999Lab. I like the ki
ssing well.
1000Flo. My lord Ile leaue you, your
sonne
Dowsecer hath
1001made me melancholy with his humour, and Ile go locke
1002my
selfe in my clo
se walke till
supper time.
1003Lab. What, and not dine to day?
1004Flo. No my good head: come M
artia, you and
I will
1006Mar. With all my heart Madam.
Exit. 1007Lab. Well Gentlemen Ile go
see my
sonne.
Exit. 1008Foy. Birlady Gentlemen Ile go home to dinner.
1009Labe. Home to dinner? birlord but you
shall not, you
1010shall go with vs to the ordinarie, where you
shall meete
1011Gentlemen of
so good carriage, and pa
ssing cōplements, it
1012will do your hart good to
see them, why you neuer
saw the
1013be
st sort of Gentlemen if not at ordinaries.
1014Foy. I promi
se you thats rare, my lord, and Mon
sieur
Le- 1015mot, Ile meet you there pre
sently.
1016Lem. Weele expe
ct your comming.
Exeunt all.