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Scæna prima.

Enter Trillo.
Trillo.

Hey Boyes!—Never did my Spirit
chirp more chearfully since I had one.
Here is work for Platonicks. Never did.
Ladies, brave buxom Girles dispence at
easier rates with their forfeited Honours.
This were an excellent age for that Roman
Carvilius to live in: who never lov'd any sheets worser
then those his Wife lay in. Nor his Wife any lodging
worse, then where her decrepit Consort slept in. Divorces
are now as common, as scolding at Billingsgate. O Alimony,
Alimony a Darling incomparably dearer, then a
seere-icy Bed possest of the spirit of a dull unactive Husband!
A fresh flowry Spring, and a chill frosty Winter never
suit well together. He were a rare Justice in these
times of Separation, who had the Ceremonial art to joyn
Hearts together as well as Hands: but that Chymical Cement
is above the Alchymy of his Office: or verge of his
ministerial Charge.—Hey day! who comes here? The
very profest Smock-satyr, or Woman-hater in all Europe.
One, who had he lived in that State or under that Zone,
might have compared with any Swetnam in all the Albyon,
Island.