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Tha. For your reward, Henceforth I'll call you servant."
Amet. Excellent, sister!
Men. 'Tis my first step to honour. May I fall Lower than shame, when I neglect all service That may confirm this favour!
Tha. Are you well, sir?
Par. Great princess, I am well. To see a league Between an humble love, such as my friend's is, And a commanding virtue, such as your’s is, Are sure restoratives.
Tha. You speak ingeniously. Brother, be pleas'd to show the gallery To this
young stranger. Use the time a while, And we will all together to the court: I will present you, sir, unto the prince. Par. You are all compos'd of fairness and true
bounty. Amet. Come, come : we'll wait you, sister. This
beginning Doth relish happy process. Men. You have bless'd me.
[Ereunt MEN. AMET. and Par.' Tha. Kala! 0, Kala ! Kala. Lady.
Tha. We are private; Thou art my closet.
Kala. Lock your secrets close then: I am not to be forced.
2 Henceforth I'll call you servant.] i. e. acknowledge you as a lover. See Mass, vol. i.
Tha. Never till now,
Kala. You are in love.
Kala. He's handsome,
Tha. If ever I must fall,
Kala. Madam, I will make it
Kala. 'Tis for your sake:
Tha. Pray, use me kindly; let me not too soon
ACT II. SCENE I.
An Apartment in the Palace.
Enter SOPHRONOS and ARETUS. Soph. Our commonwealth is sick: 'tis more than
Soph. You should have done this sooner, Aretus;
Are. Passions of violent nature, by degrees Are easiliest reclaim'd. There's something hid Of his distemper, which we'll now find out.
Enter Corax, Rhetias, PELIAS, CUculus, and
GRILLA. You come on just appointment. Welcome, gen
tlemen! Have you won Rhetias, Corax ?
Cor. Most sincerely. Cuc. Save ye, nobilities ! Do your lordships take notice of my page? 'Tis a fashion of the newest edition, spick and span-new, without example. Do your honour, housewife!
Gril. There's a curtsy for you, and a curtsy
Soph. 'Tis excellent: we must all follow fashion, And entertain she-waiters.
Are. 'Twill be courtly.
Cuc. I think so; I hope the chronicles will rear me one day for a headpiece-
Rhe. Of woodcock, without brains in it !3 Barbers shall wear thee on their citterns, and hucksters set thee out in gingerbread.
3 Of woodcock, &c.] A cant term for a simpleton. See Jonson, vol. ij. p. 127.
4 Barbers shall wear thee on their citterns.) For an explanation of this passage, the reader may refer to Jonson, vol. iii. p. 411. where he will find all that is necessary to be said on the subject. The head of the cittern like that of the harp occasionally terminated, I suppose, in some grotesque kind of ornament.
Cuc. Devil take thee! I say nothing to thee now; canst let me be quiet ?
Gril. You are too perstreperous, sauce-box. Cuc. Good girl ! if we begin to puff once
Pel. Prithee, hold thy tongue; the lords are in the presence.
Rhe. Mum, butterfly!
Cuc. O the prince! wench, thou shalt see the prince now.
Enter PALADOR, with a Book.
Cor. A book! is this the early exercise
at tennis, Your balloon ball, the practice of your dancing, Your casting of the sledge, or learning how To toss a pike? all chang’d into a sonnet! Pray, sir, grant me free liberty to leave The court; it does infect me with the sloth Of sleep and surfeit: in the university
s The Prince.] I have omitted 0, which was probably adopted from the next speech.
• You pursue disease.] The old copy reads—your disease. This word, which spoils the measure, seems to have crept in from the passage immediately following it.