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Ful. What, man, thirteen! is't possible thou liest not?

Ben. I was once a scholar, then I begg'd without pity; from thence I practised law, there a scruple of conscience popp'd me over the bar: a soldier I turn'd a while, but could not procure the letter of preferment. Merchant I would be, and a glut of land-rats gnaw'd me to the bones; would have bought an office, but the places with reversions were catch'd up; offered to pass into the court, and wanted trust for clothes; was lastly, for my good parts, prest into the gallies, took prisoner, redeemed amongst other slaves by your gay great man, they call him Auria; and am now I know not who, where, or what. How d'ye like me?—

say.

Ful. A shaver of all trades! What course of

life

Dost mean to follow next? ha! speak thy mind. Guz. Nor be thou daunted, fellow; we ourselves

Have felt the frowns of fortune in our days.

Ben. I want extremely, exceedingly, hideously. Lev. [above] Take that, enjoy it freely, wisely use it, [to]

Th' advantage of thy fate, and know the giver. [Throws him a purse, and draws back. Ful. Hey day! a purse in troth, who dropp'd? -stay, stay:

Umph, have we gipsies here? oh, mine is safe; your purse, brother Don?

Is't

Guz. Not mine; I seldom

Wear such unfashionable trash about me.

Ful. Has it any money in it, honest blade? A bots on empty purses!

Guz. We defy them.

Ben. Stand from about me, as you are mortal! You are dull clod-pated lumps of mire and garbish. This is the land of fairies.-Imperial queen of elves, I do crouch to thee, vow my services, my blood, my sinews to thee, sweet sovereign of largess, and liberality.-A French tailor-neat!— Persian cook-dainty!-Greek wines rich!Flanders' mares-stately!-Spanish sallads—poignant!-Venetian wanton-ravishing! - English bawd-unmatchable !-Sirs, I am fitted.

Ful. All these thy followers? miserable pigmies! Prate sense and don't be mad; I like thy humour, 'Tis pretty, odd, and so—as one might say,

I care not greatly if I entertain thee:

Dost want a master? if thou dost, I am for thee; Else choose, and sneck up! pish, I scorn to flinch,

man.

Guz. Forsake not fair advancement; money,

certes,

Will flit and drop off, like a cozening friend;
Who holds it, holds a slippery eel by th' tail,
Unless he gripe it fast: be ruled by counsel.

Ben. Excellent! what place shall I be admitted to? chamber, wardrobe, cellar, or stable?

Ful. Why, one and all; thou'rt welcome, let's shake hands on't.

Thy name?

Ben. Parado, sir.

Ful. The great affairs

I shall employ thee most in, will be news, And telling what's a clock, for ought I know yet. Ben. It is, sir, to speak punctually, some hour and half, eight three thirds of two seconds of one minute over at most, sir.

Ful. I do not ask thee now, or if I did, We are not much the wiser; and for news

Ben. Auria, the fortunate, is this day to be receiv'd with great solemnity at the city councilhouse; the streets are already throng'd with lookers on.

Ful. That's well remember'd; brother Don, let's trudge,

Or we shall come too late.

Guz. By no means, brother.

Ful. Wait close, my ragged new-come.

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Ben. As your shadows.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II-A Hall in the House of Auria.

Enter AURIA, ADURNI, MARTINO, TRELCATIO, AURELIO, PIERO, and FUTELLI.

Aur. Your favours, with these honours, speak your bounties;

And though the low deserts of my success Appear, in your constructions, fair and goodly, Yet I attribute to a noble cause,

Not my abilities, the thanks due to them.

The duke of Florence hath too highly prized
My duty in my service, by example,
Rather to cherish and encourage virtue,
In spirits of action, than to crown the issue
Of feeble undertakings. Whilst my life
Can stand in use, I shall no longer rate it
In value, than it stirs to pay that debt
I owe my country for my birth and fortunes.
Mart. Which to make good, our state of Genoa,
Not willing that a native of her own,

So able for her safety, should take pension
From any other prince, hath cast upon you
The government of Corsica.

Trel. Adds thereto,

Besides th' allowance yearly due, for ever,
To you and to your heirs, the full revenue
Belonging to Savona, with the office
Of admiral of Genoa.

Adur. Presenting

By my hands, from their public treasury,
A thousand ducats.

Mart. But they limit only

One month of stay for your dispatch; no more. Fut. In all your great attempts, may you grow thrifty,

Secure and prosperous!

Piero. If you please to rank,

Amongst the humblest, one that shall attend
Instructions under your command, I am

Ready to wait the charge.

Aur. Oh, still the state

Engageth me her creature, with the burthen
Unequal for my weakness: to you, gentlemen,
I will prove friendly honest; of all mindful.
Adur. In memory, my LORD, (such is your
stile now,)

Of
your late fortunate exploits, the council,
Amongst their general acts, have register'd
The great-duke's letters, witness of

To stand in characters upon record.

your merit,

Aur. Load upon load! let not my want of modesty

Trespass against good manners; I must study
Retirement to compose this weighty business,
And moderately digest so large a plenty,
For fear it swell into a surfeit.

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Adur. What of Spinella yet?
Fut. Quite lost; no prints,

Or any tongue of tracing her. However
Matters are huddled up, I doubt, my lord,
Her husband carries little peace about him.
Adur. Fall danger what fall can, she is a good-

ness

Above temptation; more to be adored

Than sifted; I'm to blame, sure.

Fut. Levidolche,

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