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The thirde Scene of the thirde Acte.

Eutrapelus, Gelasimus, Pseudocheus Pædio.
Eutr:
What is become of all thy wonted mirthe?
Thy odde conceites and smiles? plucke vp thy hearte
Dost thou forgette what must bee done next monthe?
Thou shalt the scepter 'mong the Pigmies sway.

Gela:
Bee gone, I am melancholy by Ioue.

Pseud:
What ayleth thee?

Gela:
I will not tell if Ioue himselfe should aske.

Eutr:
Wee'le helpe thee.

Pseud.
If any thinge can helpe thee that doth growe
Vppon the mountaines of Armenia.
In Dacia or Tingitania.
Or in the Mediterranean sea
It shall bee had forthwith, why speak'st thou not?

Gela:
Ther'es noe helpe founde for this my malady
No not beneathe th'Antipodes themselues.
Leaue mee vnto myselfe, I by myselfe
Will walke the woods alone.

Eutr.
Wilt thou not suppe?

Gela:
Nor suppe nor dine.

Pseud:
What? art thou soe peruerse?
And wilt not tell the cause of this thy griefe?

Eutr:
Vrge him no more hee of his owne accorde
Will vtter all vnask'd.

Gela:
Soe the Gods loue mee. I doe nothing see
That this fonde foolishe girle can blame in mee.
I am not redde hair'd and I am noe dwarfe
What then can shee dislike? are my palmes dry?
Am I not a gentleman by descent?
Am I not riche enough? what man is there
Liues in all Athenes richer than myselfe?
Am I a foole? my braines how ere they are
I knowe them well: I am noe foole or asse
Well bee it soe. Vse thy will Callimele
Despise mee & reiecte mee.

Pseud:
What is this?

Eutr:
Hee feares leaste hee hath lou'd in vaine, this day
Hee sawe some iewells sent to Callimele
Timon is his corriuall.

Gela:
Well, cast mee of I say, allure entice
To thee thy Timon, Iuno giue successe
To these your nuptialls, yet vnreueng'd
I will not let it passe Gelasimus
Hath both a sworde & hande can wielde his sworde.

Eutr:
What will hee challenge Callimele to fight?

Gela:
To wake a sleeping lyon what it is
I'le make thee knowe, I'le meditate reuenge
Worthy myselfe. to morrow arm'd wth shielde
I will prouoke thee to encounter mee.

Pseud:
O valiant Champion. this Theseus
Did when hee conquered Hipolita.

Eutr:
Gelasimus, but heare Gelasimus
Suppose that Callimela in a rage
Come with a drawne sworde threatening thy deathe?

Gela:
Thou saiest very well these women are
A pestiferous kinde of Animals.
'Twere safer fighting with an hoste of men
Therefore for mee let her enioy her loue.

Pseud:
ffie cowarde fie, fearest thou womans strength?
While I was last among the Amazons [I]
I slewe two thousande women at one time

Gela:

Eutr:
What dost thou meane to doe?
Wilt doe thyselfe a mischiefe? Omphale
Brake with a slipper Hercules owne heade

Gela:
Stay Pædio stay stay though I am stronge
I am not yet soe stronge as Hercules
I will not fighte by Ioue.

Eutr:
What do'st thou grieue at Callimelas losse?
Who worthy art of Venus to thy wife

Pæd:
To make him a cornuted Mulciber.

Pseud:
Gelasimus wilt that I seeke thee out
A princely wife? then sayle along with mee
To th'Antipodes, there the Kings daughter
Shall bee in loue with thee at the first sighte
If I but say the worde.

Gela:
Now as I liue this is most admirable. ha ha he
How this reioices mee?

Eutr:
O foolisher than foolishnes itselfe

Gela:
I Callimele? I scorne her I by Ioue
I prithee tell mee where's the woodden horse
That may transporte vs to th'Antipodes?

Pseud:
As yet hee is in th'Ionian sea
I expecte his comming euery day.

Gela:
Ha ha he.
The Kings owne daughter of th'Antipodes?
Ha ha he.
Ioye soe abounds I doe not knowe myselfe
Daughter of th'Antipodes? at first sighte?

Eutr:
Yes, if hee but say the worde.

Pæd:
My master doth excell Democritus
Hee hath a spleene more petulant by farre

Gela:
Goe Pædio to Pyræum, inquire
If any shippe hath there arriu'd this day
ffrom the Ionian sea: the meane while
In mirthe at home wee will the time beguile.

Exeunt.