1318Usher. Uncover there, Gentlemen.

1321Crom. My noble Lords of Suffolk and Bedford,

1322Your Honours welcome to poor Cromwell's house:

1323Where is my Father? nay, be covered Father,

1324Although that duty to these noble men doth challenge it,

1325Yet I'le make bold with them.

1326Your head doth bear the calender of care:

1327What? Cromwell covered, and his Father bare?

1328It must not be. Now, sir, to you;

1329Is not your name Friskiball? and a Florentine.

1330Fris. My name was Friskiball, till cruell fate,

1331Did rob me of my name, and of my state.

1332Crom. What fortune brought you to this Countrey

1333 now?

1334Fris. All other parts hath left me succourlesse,

1335Save onely this, because of debts I have

1336I hope to gain, for to relieve my want.

1337Crom. Did you not once upon your Florence bridge,

1338Help a distressed man, robb'd by the Bandetti,

1339His name was Cromwell?

1340Fris. I never made my brain a Calender of any

1341 good I did,

1342I alwayes lov'd this nation with my heart.

1343Crom. I am that Cromwell that you there reliev'd,

1344Sixteen Duckets you gave me for to cloath me,

1345Sixteen to bear my charges by the way,

1346And sixteen more I had for my Horse hire,

1347There be those severall summes justly return'd:

1348Yet it injustice were, that serving at my need,

1349For to repay them without interest:

1350Therefore receive of me these four severall Bags;

1351In each of them there is four hundred Marke,

1352And bring to me the names of all your debtors,

1353And if they will not see you paid, I will.

1354O God forbid, that I should see him fall,

1355That helpt me in my greatest need of all.

1356Here stands my Father that first gave me life,

1357Alass, what duty is too much for him?

1358This man in time of need did save my life,

1359And therefore cannot doe too much for him.

1360By this old man I oftentimes was fed,

1361Else might I have gone supperlesse to bed.

1362Such kindnesse have I had of these three men,

1363That Cromwell no way can repay agen.

1364Now in to dinner, for we stay too long,

1365And to good stomacks is no greater wrong.