Actus Tertius.
Scaena Prima.
Enter Cozen, and Jaques.
Coz.
SHall I believe thee, Jaques?
Ja.
Sir you may.
Coz.
Didst thou not dreame?
Ja.
I did not,
Coz.
Nor imagine?
Ja.
Neither of both: I saw him great and mighty,
I saw the Monsieurs bow, and heard them cry,
Good health and fortune to my Lord the Duke.
Coz.
A Duke art sure? a Duke?
Ja.
I am sure a Duke,
And so sure, as I know my self for Jaques.
Coz.
Yet the Sun may dazel; Jaques, Was it not
Some leane Commander of an angry Block-house
To keep the Fleemish Eele-boats from invasion,
Or some bold Baron able to dispend
His fifty pounds a year, and meet the foe
Upon the Kings command, in gilded canvas,
And do his deeds of worth? or was it not
Some place of gain, as Clerk to the great Band
Of maribones, that people call the Switzers?
Men made of Beufe and Sarcenet?
Ja.
Is a Duke his chamber hung with Nobles like a presence?
Coz.
I am something wavering in my faith;
Would you would settle me, and swear 'tis so,
Is he a Duke indeed?
Ja.
I swear he is.
Coz.
I am satisfied, he is my Kinsman. Jaques,
And I his poor unworthy Cozen.
Ja.
True, Sir.
Coz.
I might have been a Duke too, I had means,
A wife as fair as his, and as wise as his;
And could have brookt the Court as well as his,
And laid about her for her husbands honor:
O Jaques, had I ever dreamt of this,
I had prevented him.
Ja.
Faith Sir it came
Above our expectation, we were wise
Only in seeking to undoe this honor,
Which shewed our dung-hill breeding and our durt.
Coz.
But tell me Jaques,
Why could we not perceive? what dull Divel
Wrought us to cross this noble course, perswading
'Twould be his overthrow? 'fore me a Courtier
Is he that knows all, Jaques, and does all,
'Tis as his noble Grace hath often said,
And very wisely, Jaques, we are fools,
And understand just nothing.
Ja.
I, as we were, I confess it.
But rising with our great Master,
We shall be call'd to knowledge with our places,
'Tis nothing to be wise, not thus much there,
There's not the least of the billet dealers,
Nor any of the Pastry, or the Kitchin,
But have it in measure delicate.
Coz.
Methinks this greatness of the Dukes my Cozens,
(I ask you mercy, Jaques, that near name
Is too familiar for me) should give promise
Of some great benefits to his attendants.
Ja.
I have a suit my self, and it is sure,
Or I mistake my ends much.
Coz.
What is't Jaques,
May I not crave the place?