ot have carved him, in faith; they say he is a capon
already. I must now seemingly fall out with you.] Shall a gentleman
so well descended as Camillo [a lousy slave, that within this twenty
years rode with the black guard in the duke's carriage, 'mongst spits
and dripping-pans!]--

Cam. Now he begins to tickle her.

Flam. An excellent scholar [one that hath a head fill'd with calves'
brains without any sage in them,] come crouching in the hams to you for
a night's lodging? [that hath an itch in 's hams, which like the fire
at the glass-house hath not gone out this seven years] Is he not a
courtly gentleman? [when he wears white satin, one would take him by
his black muzzle to be no other creature than a maggot] You are a
goodly foil, I confess, well set out [but cover'd with a false stone--
yon counterfeit diamond].

Cam. He will make her know what is in me.

Flam. Come, my lord attends you; thou shalt go to bed to my lord.

Cam. Now he comes to 't.

Flam. [With a relish as curious as a vintner going to taste new wine.]
[To Camillo.] I am opening your case hard.

Cam. A virtuous brother, o' my credit!

Flam. He will give thee a ring with a philosopher's stone in it.

Cam. Indeed, I am studying alchemy.

Flam. Thou shalt lie in a bed stuffed with turtle's feathers; swoon in
perfumed linen, like the fellow was smothered in roses. So perfect
shall be thy happiness, that as men at sea think land, and trees, and
ships, go that way they go; so both heaven and earth shall seem to go
your voyage. Shalt meet him; 'tis fix'd, with nails of diamonds to
inevitable necessity.

Vit. How shalt rid him hence?

Flam. [I will put brize in 's tail, set him gadding presently.] I have
almost wrought her to it; I find her coming: but, might I advise you
now, for this night I would not lie with her, I would cross her humour
to make her more humble.

Cam. Shall I, shall I?

Flam. It will show in you a supremacy of judgment.

Cam. True, and a mind differing from the tumultuary opinion; for, quae
negata, grata.

Flam. Right: you are the adamant shall draw her to you, though you keep
distance off.

Cam. A philosophical reason.

Flam. Walk by her a' th' nobleman's fashion, and tell her you will lie
with her at the end of the progress.

Cam. Vittoria, I cannot be induc'd, or as a man would say, inc