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Scena I.
Plotwell. Aurelia. Bright. Newcut. Quartfield. Salewit. Roseclap. two Footmen. Cypher.Plotw.
Well Sister, by this hand J was afraid
You had marr'd all; but I am well content
You have out-reacht me. If she doe act it well now,
By Jove I'le have her.
Aur.
She hath studied all
Her Cues already.
Plotw.
Gentlemen, how doe
You like the project?
Br.
Theirs was dull and cold
Compared to ours.
New.
Some Poet will steale from us
And bring't into a Comœdy.
Quartf.
The jest
Will more inspire then sack.
Plotw.
I have got Cypher
Over to our side too; He has been up and down
Ent. Salewit
To invite Guests to th'wedding. How now Salewit, like a Curat
Are they gone home?
Salew.
Yes faith, for better, for worse;
I've read a Fiction out of Rablais to 'em,
In a religious tone, which he believes
For good French Liturgie. When J had done
There came a Christning.
Plotw.
And didst thou baptize
Out of thy Rablais too?
Salew.
No faith, J left 'em
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Br.
Newcut,
Who does he look like in that dresse?
New.
Hum? why
Like a Geneva Weaver, in black, who left
The Loome and entred into th'Ministery
For conscience sake.
Plotw.
Well Gentlemen you all
Doe know your parts, you Captaine, and Baneswright
Goe get your properties. For you two, These
Two Mules shall carry you in greater state,
And more ease then the Fistula. You sister
We'l leave unto your Knight, to come anon.
Roseclap and J will thither straight. You Cypher
Know what you have to doe?
Sale.
And as for me
I'me an invited Guest, and am to blesse
The Venison in French, or in a Grace
Of broken English.
Quartf.
Before we doe divide
Our Army, let us dip our Rosemaries
In one rich bowle of sack to this brave girle,
And to the Gentleman that was my Fish.
All.
Agreed, Agreed.
Plotw.
Captaine you shall dip first.
Exeunt.
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