Ignoramus a comedy as it was several times acted with extraordinary applause before the Majesty of King James : with a supplement which, out of respect to the students of the common law, was hitherto wanting / written in Latine by R. Ruggles ... ; and translated into English by R. C. ...

The Eight SCENE of the First ACT.

The ARGUMENT:

Theodore the Father calleth miserable Antonio a Ship-board, and sendeth Trico to his Country House.

Theodorus, Antonio, Trico, Bannacar, and a Marriner.

Theo.

YOu—Trico, Trico, whither are you going, I see you well enough, Do not hide your self. Is it he, or rather a painted sign in the wall? It moweth not, I will draw neer: O Villain! what a face he makes! but look on him.

Tric.

Truly Master, I was almost quite besides my self, so de∣voutly I prayed to Almighty God to prosper your sons voyage by Sea.

He brusheth and takes the li••t from his Masters cloaths.

Theo.

You are very pious!

Tric.

I am not usually so, I tell you the truth Master.

Theo.

You take the dust from my cloaths, but cannot brush a∣way the dusts of suspition which cover my doubtful mind? you corrupt my son, sirrah.

Tric.

Who I Master!

Theo.

What excuse can you make to help your self, if I do think so?

Tric.

Truly Master being so honest to you as I am, you would make me doe that—

Theo.

That! what?

Tric.

That—

Theo.

Speak out!

Tric.

That at last I become stark naught, and as naughtily de∣ceive you.

Theo.

I apprehend you; Get you therefore to my Countrey House, and work there, but be sure you return before the Eve∣ning.

Tric.

Will you command me no other service?

Theo.

Bring my Tenant in the Evening along with you, I will

make even some odd Accounts betwixt us.

Tric.

I will acquaint him with it. Is that all Sir?

Theo.

Let us go now to the Ship Antonio; wher's Bannacar to bring the Trunks and Portmantles after us.

Banna.

Here Sir!

Theo.

These Letters to Dorothaea, these to Antonine, these to his wife Katharine; remember my love to them, and to all my friends.

Anto.

It shall be done. Father farewell.

Tri.

Chearfully spoken; I like it well.

Theo.

I will see thee on ship-board my son; see here one of the Sea-men!

Marrin.

By my faith and troth La, why what do you mak ac∣count to do my Masters? The wind and the ship stayes for you.

Theo.

We are going.

Anto.

But I unto my Death unlesse Trico—

Tric.

St, Fear not.