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Scen. 1.

Anteros. M. Mungrell. Hammershin. Loueall.
Ant.
The day's our owne, we haue the Sun, the winde,
And all that can be call'd aduantages, beare vp.

Mung.
As I'me a Gentleman, and an elder Brother—

Ante.
St, not a word.

Mung.
You wrong me Sir, I will sweare out my sweare, as
I am a Gentleman I must, and will sweare.

Ant.
Nay sweete Master Mungrell
Mistake me not, I doe not goe about,
For to depriue you of that ornament,
That fashionable quality: I but entreat you,
For to bee frugall in your language, and,
To husband your lungs; you haue an enemy
That will require them all, had you more oathes.

Mung.
How? Doe you thinke I haue no more? by my—

Ante.
Oh, hold, hold, hold.

Mung.
Nay, you shall heare mee, by—

Ante, stops his mouth.
Ante.
O, O, O.

Mung.
By my—by—my indad law.

Ante.

By my indad law, you'le spoyle all, why you'le spend
all before the time. But see your adversaries are at hand.

This is their Captaine, their Conductor.

Loue.
Stay.
Enter Loueall. and puls out his watch.
I'ue hit the very punto, this same minute,
Do's cut the hower into two equall portions.

Ant.
You that are growne a Time-obseruer, you
With that fine pocket Saturne in your hand;
Looke this way.

Lou.
But are these your Champions?

Ant.

They are my Conquerours, if you please: but where
are your imployments?

Lou.
They'le bee here immediately.

Ant.
No more. Loueall, please you to take notice
Of these Gentlemen, they are of ranke, and my friends.

Lou.

Sweete Sir, my only wish is that my fortunes were but
of growth, to shew in what degree of honour, I hold any
whom you shall vouchsafe to call a friend.—I thirst to know
you Sir.

Ant.

Doe not sweare yet.

Mun.

Why so?

Ant.

Nay as you please.

Mun.

Sir I desire you to pardon
me, I must not sweare yet, my Generall will giue the word when
I must vent.

Ante.
'Tis no great matter, if you throw away Cudnigs,
Or beswiggers, or some such innocent oath vpon him.

Mung.
Say you so?

[The Scholler offers to salute Loveall who regards him not]
Ham.
When will he come towards me?

Lou.

Sir may I know your name?

Mung.

My name Sir? why
Sir? I am not asham'd of my name Sir. My name is Sir M. Mung.
Sir. A poore elder brother Sir. And yet not very poore neither
Sir. Heire to six, or seuen hundred a yeare Sir. My father is a
Gentleman Sir. I haue an Vncle that is a Iustice of Peace Sir. I
can borrow his white Mare when I please sir. She stood him in
thirty peeces sir.

Lou.

A Mungrell Sir?

Ant.

Only be sure you be not dash'd.

Lou.

Ashamed of your name, say you? You come of a very
great house, I'le assure you; I know many of the Mungrels that
are able to dispend, yeerely, more then I am willing to speake of
at this time; and which keepe their Sonnes as Gentlemanlike,
at the Innes o'th Court with as good cloathes on their backs, as
rich belts, and as faire guilt rapiers, as the best Gentlemen o'the
Land Sir—O well said, come lift vp brauely now.