art lunatick) me thinks a brave man
That would catch cunningly the beams of beauty,
And so distribute 'em unto his comfort,
Should like himself appear, young, high, and buxom,
And in the brightest form.

_Lean_.

Ye are cozen'd (Gentlemen)
Neither do I believe this, nor will follow it,
Thus as I am, I will begin my voyage.
When you love, lanch it out in silks and velvets,
I'le love in Serge, and will outgo your Sattins.
To get upon my great horse and appear
The sign of such a man, and trot my measures,
Or fiddle out whole frosty nights (my friends)
Under the window, while my teeth keep tune,
I hold no handsomness. Let me get in,
There trot and fiddle where I may have fair play.

_Ars_.

But how get in?

_Lean_.

Leave that to me, your patience,
I have some toyes here that I dare well trust to:
I have smelt a Vicar out, they call him _Lopez_.
You are ne're the nearer now.

_Mil_.

We do confess it.

_Lea_.

Weak simple men, this Vicar to this Lawyer
Is the most inward _Damon_.

_Ars_.

What can this do?

_Mil_.

We know the fellow, and he dwells there.

_Lean_. So.

_Ars_.

A poor, thin thief: he help? he? hang the Vicar,
Can reading of an ---- prefer thee?
Thou art dead-sick in love, and hee'l pray for thee.

_Lean_.

Have patience (Gentlemen) I say this Vicar,
This thing I say is all one with the Close _Bartolus_
(For so they call the Lawyer) or his nature
Which I have studied by relation:
And make no doubt I shall hit handsomly,
Will I work cunningly, and home: understand me.

_Enter_ Lopez, _and_ Diego.

Next I pray leave me, leave me to my fortune
_Difficilia pulchra_, that's my Motto (Gentlemen)
I'le win this Diamond from the rock and wear her,
Or--

_Mil_.

Peace, the Vicar: send ye a full sail, Sir.

_Ars_.

There's your Confessor, but what shall be your penance?

_Lean_.

A fools head if I fail, and so forsake me.
You shall hear from me daily.

_Mil_.

We will be ready.

[_Exeunt _Mil. Ars.

_Lop_.

Thin world indeed!

_Lean_.

I'le let him breath and mark him:
No man would think a stranger as I am
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