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FANCIES, CHASTE AND NOBLE.

ACT I.

SCENE I.

An Apartment in the Palace.
Enter TROYLO-SAVELLI, and Livio.
Troy. Do, do; be wilful, desperate; 'tis manly.
Build on your reputation! such a fortune
May furnish out your tables, trim your liveries,
Enrich your heirs with purchase of a patrimony,
Which shall hold out beyond the waste of riot ;
Stick honours on your heraldry, with titles
As swelling, and as numerous as may likely
Grow to a pretty volume—here's eternity!
All this can reputation, marry, can it ;
Indeed, what not?

Liv. Such language from a gentleman
So noble in his quality as you are,
Deserves, in my weak judgment, rather pity
Than a contempt.

Troy. Could'st thou consider, Livio,
The fashion of the times, their study, practice,
Nay, their ambitions, thou would'st soon distin-

guish

Betwixt the abject lowness of a poverty,
And the applauded triumphs of abundance,
Though compass'd by the meanest service. Where-

in Shall you betray your guilt to common censure, Waving the private charge of

your opinion,
By rising up to greatness, or at least
To plenty, which now buys it?

Liv. Troylo-Savelli
Plays merrily on my wants.

Troy. Troylo-Savelli
Speaks to the friend he loves, to his own Livio.
Look, prithee, through the great duke's court in

Florence;
Number his favourites, and then examine
By what steps some chief officers in state
Have reach'd the height they stand in.

Liv. By their merits.

Troy. Right, by their merits: well he merited The intendments o'er the gallies at Leghorn, (Made grand collector of the customs there,) Who led the prince unto his wife's chaste bed, And stood himself by, in his night-gown, fearing The jest might be discover'd! was 't not hand

some ?
The lady knows not yet on't.

Liv. Most impossible.
Troy. He merited well to wear a robe of cham-

let, Who train'd his brother's daughter, scarce a girl, Into the arms of Mont-Argentorato;

Whilst the young lord of Telamon, her husband, Was packeted to France, to study courtship,4 Under, forsooth, a colour of employment, Employment ! yea, of honour.

Liv. You are well read In mysteries of state.

Troy. Here, in Sienna, Bold Julio de Varana, lord of Camerine, Held it no blemish to his blood and greatness, From a plain merchant, with a thousand ducats, To buy his wife, nay, justify the purchase ;Procured it by a dispensation From Rome, allow'd and warranted: 'twas thought By his physicians, that she was a creature Agreed best with the cure of the disease His present new infirmity then labour'd in. Yet these are things in prospect of the world, Advanced, employ’d, and eminent.

Liv. At best,
'Tis but a goodly pandarism.

Troy. Shrewd business!
Thou child in thrift, thou fool of honesty,
Is't a disparagement for gentlemen,
For friends of lower rank, to do the offices
Of necessary kindness, without fee,
For one another, courtesies of course,

* To study courtship.] i. e. the language and manners of a court. Thus Massinger

" What she wanted
In courtship, was, I hope, supplied in civil
And modest entertainment.

Great Duke of Florence.

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Mirths of society; when petty mushrooms, Transplanted from their dunghills, spread on

mountains, And

pass for cedars by their servile flatteries On great men's vices ? Pandar! thou’rt deceived, The word includes preferment; 'tis a title Of dignity; I could add somewhat more else.

Liv. Add any thing of reason.

Troy. Castamela, Thy beauteous sister, like a precious tissue, Not shaped into a garment fit for wearing, Wants the adornments of the workman's cunning To set the richness of the piece at view, Though in herself all wonder. Come, I'll tell

thee: way

be--(know, I love thee, Livio–)
To fix this jewel in a ring of gold,
Yet lodge it in a cabinet of ivory,
White, pure, unspotted ivory: put case,
Livio himself shall keep the key on't ?

Liv. Oh, sir,
Create me what you please of yours; do this,

, You are another nature.

Troy. Be then pliable
To my first rules of your advancement.--[Enter

Octavio.]-See!
Octavio, my good uncle, the great marquis
Of our Sienna, comes, as we could wish,
In private.--Noble sir !

Oct. My bosom's secretary,
My dearest, best loved nephew.

A

there may

Troy. We have been thirstys
In our pursuit.--Sir, here's a gentleman
Desertful of your knowledge, and as covetous
Of entertainment from it: you shall honour
Your judgment, to entrust him to your favours;
His merits will commend it.

Oct. Gladly welcome;
Your own worth is a herald to proclaim it.
For taste of your preferment, we admit you
The chief provisor of our horse.

Liv. Your bounty
Stiles me your ever servant.

Troy. He's our own;
Surely, nay most persuadedly. My thanks, sir,

[Aside to Oct. Owes to this just engagement.

Oct. Slack no time
To enter on your fortunes.—Thou art careful,
My Troylo, in the study of a duty.
His name is ?-

Troy. Livio.
Liv. Livio, my good lord.
Oct. Again, you're welcome to us :—be as
speedy,

[Apart to TroyLO. Dear nephew, as thou’rt constant. — Men of

parts, Fit parts and sound, are rarely to be met with; But being met with, therefore to be cherish'd

5 We have been thirsty

In our pursuit.] i. e. sharp, eager, active.

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