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SCENA 4.

The bench and Olfactus as before, Tobacco apparelled in a taffata mantle, his armes browne and naked, buskins made of the pilling of Osiers, his necke bare, hung with Indian leaues, his face browne painted with blewe stripes, in his nose swines teeth, on his head a painted wicker crowne, with Tobacco pipes set in it, plumes of Tobacco leaues, lead by two Indian boyes naked, with tapers in their hands, Tobacco boxes and pipes lighted.
Pha.

Foh, foh, what a smell is heare? is this one of your delightfull
obiects?

Olf.

It is your onely sent in request Sir.

Com. Sen.

What fiery fellowe is that, which smoakes so
much in the mouth?

Olf.
It is the great and puissant God of Tobacco.

Tob.
Ladoch guevarroh pufuer shelvaro baggon,
Olfia di quanon, Indi cortilo vraggon.

Pha.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, this in my opinion is the tongue of
the Antipodes.

Mem,

No I remember it very well, it was the language the
Arcadians spake, that liued long before the Moone.

Com. Sen.

What signifies it Olfactus?

Olf.

This is the mighty Emperour Tobacco, King of Trinidado,
that in being conquered, conquered all Europe, in making
them pay tribute for their smoake.

Tob.
Erfronge inglues conde hisingo,
Deuelin floscoth ma pu cocthinge.

Olf.

Expeller of Catarhes, banisher of all agues, your guts
onely salue for the greene wounds of a non plus.

Tob.

Al vulcam vercu, I parda pora side gratam, ka famala
mara, che Bauho respartera, quirara?

Olf.

Sonne to the God Vulcan, and Tellus, kinne to the father
of Myrth, called Bacchus?

Tob.
Uiscardonok, pillostuphe, pascano tinaromagas,
Pagi dagon stollisinfe, carocibato scribas.

Olf.

Genius of all Swaggerers, profest enemy to Physitions,
sweete ointment for sowre teeth, firme knot of good fellowship,
Adamant of Company, swift winde, to spred the
wings of Time, hated of none, but those that know him not,
and of so great deserts, that who so is acquainted with him,
can hardly forsake him.

Pha.

It seemes these last words were very significant, I
promise you a God of great denominatiō, he may be my Lord
Tappes for his large Titles.

Com. Sen.

But forward Olfactus, as they haue done before
you, with your discription?

Olf.
Iust in the mid'st of Cephalons round face
As 'twere a frontis-spice vnto the hill,
Olfactus lodging built in figure long,
Doubly dis-parted with two precious vaults,
The rootes whereof most richly are inclos'd,
With Orient Pearles, and sparkling Diamonds:
Beset at the end with Emerauds and Turchois,
And Rubies red, and flaming Crisolits,
At vpper end whereof in costly manner,
I lay my head betweene two spungeous pillowes,
Like faire Adonis twixt the paps of Uenus,
Where I conducting in and out the wind,
Daily examine all the ayre inspir'd.
By my pure searching, if it be pure,
And fit to serue the lungs with liuely breath:
Hence do I likewise minister perfume
Vnto the neighbour brayne, perfumes of force
To clense your head, and make your fantasie
To refine wit, and sharpe inuention
And strengthen memory, from whence it came,
That old deuotion, Incence did ordaine
To make mans spirits more apt for things diuine,
Besides a thousand more commodities,
In leiw whereof your Lordships I request,
Giue me the crowne if I deserue it best.

Olfactus leades his company aboue the Stage, and goes out.