I would this water would arriue once our trauayling friend so commended to vs.

So would I, for he has left all vs in trauaile, with ex∣pectation of it.

Pray Ioue, I neuer rise from this Couch, if euer I thir∣sted more for a thing, in my whole time of being a Courtier.

Nor I, Ile be sworne; the very mention of it sets my lippes in a worse heate, then if he had sprinkled them with Mercury. Reach me the glasse Sirah.

Heere Lady.

They do not peele sweete charge? do they?

Yes a little Guardian.

O 'tis a imminent good signe. Euer when my lippes do so, I am sure to haue some delicious good drinke or other approaching.

Mary & this may be good for vs Ladies: for (it seemes) tis far-fet by their stay.

My pallat for yours (deare Honor) it shall prooue most elegant I warrant you: O, I do fancie this geare thats long a comming, with an vnmeasurable strayne.

Pray thee sit downe Philautia, that Rebatu beecoms thee singularly.

Ist not queynt?

Yes faith: me thinkes thy seru•nt Hedon is nothing so obsequious to thee, as he was wont to be; I know not how, Hee's growne out of his Garbe a-late, hee's warp't▪

In truenesse, and so me thinkes too, he's much con∣uerted.

Tut; let him bee what he will, 'tis an Animal• I dreame not of. This tire (me thinkes) makes me looke very In∣genuously, quick, and spirited: I should be some Laura, or some Delia me thinkes.

As I am wise (faire honors) that title she gaue him, to be her Ambition, spoild him: Before, he was the most propi∣tious, and obseruant young Nouice.—

No, no; you are the whole heauen awry Guardian, tis the swaggering tilt-horse Anaides drawes with him there, has beene the diuerter of him.

For Cupids sake speake no more of him; would I might neuer dare to looke in a Mirror againe, if I respect ere a Mar∣maset of them all, otherwise, then I would a Fether, or my Shit∣tle-cock, to make sport with, now and then.

Come sit downe; troath (and you be good Beauties) lets run ouer 'hem all now: Which is the properst man amongst them? I say the Trauailer, Amorphus.

O fie on him: he lookes like a Dutch Trumpetter i'the battell of Lepanto, in the gallery yonder; and speakes to the tune of a country Lady, that comes euer i'the rere ward, or traine of a Fashion.

I should haue iudgement, in a feature sweet Beauties.

A body would thinke so, at these yeares.

And I prefer another now, farre before him, A million at least.

Who might that be Guardian?

Mary (faire Charge) Anaides.

Anaides? you talk't of a tune Philautia, theres one speakes in a Key: like the opening of some Iustices gate, or a Post-Boyes horne, as if his voyce fear'd an Arrest for some ill words it should giue, and were loath to come forth.

I, and he has a very imperfect face.

Like a squeez'd Orenge, sower, sower.

His Hand's too great to; by at least a strawes breadth.

Nay he has a woorse fault then that too.

A long heele?

That were a fault in a Lady rather then him: No, they say he puts of the Calues of his legges with his Stockings eue∣ry night.

Out vpon him: turne to another of the Pictures for Gods sake. What saies Argurion? whom do's she commend a∣fore the rest?

I hope I haue instructed her sufficiently for an an∣swere.

Troth I made the motion to her Lady-ship for one to day i'the Presence, but it appear'd shee was other wayes fur∣nisht before; She would none.

Who was that Argurion?

Mary the little, poore, plaine Gentlemā i'the black there.

Who? Criticus?

I, I, he; A fellow that no body so much as lookt vpon, or regarded, and she would haue had me done him particuler grace.

That was a true trick of your selfe Moria, to perswade Argurion affect the scholler.

Tut; but she shalbe no chooser for me. In good faith I like the Citizens sonne there Asotus, mee thinkes, none of them all come neare him.

Not Hedon?

Hedon, in troth no. Hedon's a pretty slight Courtier▪ and he weares his clothes well, and sometimes in fashion; mar∣ry his face is but indifferent, and he has no such excellent bo∣dy. No; th'other is a most delicate youth, a sweete face, a streight body, a well proportion'd legge, and foote, a white hand, a ten∣der voyce.

How now Argurion?

O you should haue let her alone, she was bestowing a Coppy of him vpon vs.

Why she doates more palpably vpon him, then ere his Father did vpon her.

Beleeue me, the young gentleman deserues it; if she could doate more t'were not amisse: He is an exceeding pro∣per youth, and would haue made a most neate Barber-surge∣on, if he had beene put to it in time.

Say you so? me thinkes▪ he lookes like a Taylor already.

I, that had said on one of his Customers suites.

Wel Ladyes, Iest on: the best of you both would be glad of such a seruant.

I, Ile be sworne would they: Go to Beauties, make much of Time, and Place, and Occasion, and Opportunity, and Fauorites, and things that belong to them; for Ile ensure you, they will all relinquish; they cannot endure aboue another yeere; I know it out of future experience, and therefore take exhibition, and warning: I was once a Reueller my selfe, and though I speake it (as mine owne Trumpet) I was then esteemd—

The very Marchpane of the Court I warrant?

And all the Gallants came about you like flies, did they not?

Go to; they did somewhat, that's no matter now. Here comes Hedon.