an_. A filthy French jest as I am a Dutch gentleman.

_Mar_. Mistresse, Ile bring you from _Arabia_,
_Turckie_, and _India_, where the Sunne doth rise,
Miraculous Jemmes, rare stuffes of pretious worke,
To beautifie you more then all the paintings
Of women with their coullour-fading cheekes.

_Doct_. You bring stuffe for her? you bring pudding. Me vit one, two,
tree pence more den de price buy it from dee and her too by garr: by
garr dow sella' dy fader for two pence more. Madam, me gieve you
restoratife; me give you tings (but toush you) make you faire; me gieve
you tings make you strong; me make you live six, seaven, tree hundra
yeere: you no point so, Marshan. Marshan run from you two, tree, foure
yere together: who shall kisse you dan? Who shall embrace you dan? Who
shall toush your fine hand? o shall, o sweete, by garr.

_Mar_. Indeed, M. Doctor, your commodities are rare; a guard of Urinals
in the morning; a plaguie fellow at midnight; a fustie Potticarie ever
at hand with his fustian drugges, attending your pispot worship.

_Doct_. By garr, skurvy marshan, me beat dee starck dead, and make dee
live againe for sav'a de law.

_Han_. A plaguie marshan by gar, make the doctor angre.

_Doct_. Now, madam, by my trot you be very faire.

_Cor_. You mock me, M. Doct, I know the contrary.

_Doct_. Know? what you know? You no see your selfe, by garr me see you;
me speake vatt me see; you no point speake so:

_Han_. Peace, Doctor, I vise you. Do not court in my maisters hearing,
you were best.

_Enter Flores_.

_Flo_. Where are these wooers heere? poore sillie men,
Highly deceiv'd to gape for marriage heere
Onely for gaine: I have another reache
More high then their base spirits can aspire:
Yet must I use this Doctors secret aide,
That hath alreadie promist me a drug
Whose vertue shall effect my whole desires.

_Doct_. O _Monsieur Flores_, mee be your worships servant; mee lay my
hand under your Lordships foote by my trot.

_Flo_. O maister Doctor, you are welcome to us,
And you, _Albertus_, it doth please me much
To see you vowed rivalls thus agree.

_Doct_. Agree? by my trot sheele not have him.

_Ma_. You finde not that in your urins, M. Doctor.

_Doct_. _Mounsieur Flores_, come hedder, pray.

_Flo_. What sayes maister Doctor? have you remembred me?

_Doct_. I, by garr: heere be de powdra, you give de halfe at once.

_Flo_. But are you sure it will worke the effect?

_Doct_. Me be sure? by