22352101King. Faire
sir, God
saue you: Wher's the Prince
sse?
22362102Boyet. Gone to her Tent. Plea
se it your Maie
stie com
- 22372103maunde me any
seruice to her thither,
22382104King. That
she vouch
safe me audience for one word.
22392105Boy. I will, and
so will
she, I know my Lord.
Exit. 22402106Berow. This fellow peckes vp Wit as Pidgions Pea
se,
22412107And vtters it againe when God dooth plea
se.
22422108He is Witts Pedler, and retales his wares:
22432109At Wakes and Wa
ssels, meetings, markets, Faires.
22442110And we that
sell by gro
sse, the Lord doth know,
22452111Haue not the grace to grace it with
such
show.
22462112This Gallant pins the Wenches on his
sleeue.
22472113Had he bin
Adam he had tempted
Eue.
22482114A can carue to, and li
spe: Why this is hee
22492115That ki
st his hand, a way in courti
sie.
22502116This is the Ape of Forme,
Mounsier the nice,
22512117That when he playes at Tables chides the Dice
22522118In honorable tearmes; nay he can
sing
22532119A meane mo
st meanely, and in hu
shering.
22542120Mende him who can, the Ladies call him
sweete.
22552121The
staires as he treades on them ki
sse his feete.
22562122This is the
floure that
smyles on euery one.
22572123To
shew his teeth as white as Whales bone.
22582124And con
sciences that will not die in debt,
22592125Pay him the due of honie-tonged
Boyet.
22602126King. A bli
ster on his
sweete tongue with my hart,
22612127That put
Armathoes Page out of his part.
22632129Bero. See where it comes. Behauiour what wert thou?
22642130Till this mad man
shewed thee, and what art thou now?
22652131King. All haile
sweete Madame, and faire time of day.
22662132Quee. Faire in all Haile is foule, as I conceaue.
22672133King. Con
sture my
spaches better, if you may.
22682134Quee. Then wi
sh me better, I will giue you leaue.
22692135King. We came to vi
site you, and purpo
se now,
To
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