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Scen: 6a

Surdato & Macilento his m[[illeg.]]an.
Surdato.
Macilento thou shalt be allowed two dram̄s
Of flesh more A weeke when thy good service
Shall bringe my soveraigne Ladye, into ye
Circle of her happines—Thes Armes.

Macilent:
Sr, yr sordid worshipe has made my belly as deafe
As yr eares, I haue kept
I have kept A perpetuall Ashwednesday in my gutts.
Wc h neither had before it A shrovetuesday
Nor is like to have after it A feaste of Easter.

Surdat:
Well accepted vassaile, & how did my faire mr s
Entertaine ye prsente, (ye Moore) I sent her, ha.?.

Macilen:
She bad me tell yr honour you were
A doteinge Ass.

Surdat:
Oh she thanckes me wt h all her harte does she
Tis well: that was A high pointe of wisdome
The little blacke-face will com̄ende my gravity
My sett countenance, my large revenewes, my plentifull
Table to her new mistress: you gave it her in charge
did you not varlett?

Macilen:
I bid her tell Facetia yt if she marrye you
She muste learne to feed, and live vpon grass
For ther is noe flesh in yr house: yr whole yeare
Is made vp of Lents, Emberweekes, & Hollyday-Eves.
And yr selfe borne in A rogation weeke when The
Almanacke maker had left out holy-Thurseday.

Surdato:
Done like A trustye vassaile; (Thanckes to heaven)
Although my hearinges loste, yet by my observation
of letters some gutturall, others labiall, others dentall
I can plainelye distinguish what any man can speake
As for example Sirrha reherse my Titles.

Macilen:
You are ye basest, stinckingst, lowsyest Seigneour
In all Naples.

Surdat:
Well spoken; the most illustrious & thrice renowned
Lorde in Europe: on sirrha.

Macilen:
The ougliest, most mishapen, & ilfavored owle,

Surdat:
Clarissimo, Seignioro, Aurelio, Surdato.

on
Macilen:
The scum̄e and filth of yr countrye
Wc h woulde be gladd to be ridd of you.

Surdato.
The flower and gem̄e of Naples
The jewel[e] of my countrye.

Macilen:
Made vp of A foole and mad man

Surdato
The Quintessence of all perfection—well sayde—
Now am I not right? and didst thou deliver all
this to my best Lady Facetia? ha?

Macilento:
Sr she knowes you are A coxcombe

Surdato:
Done trustily; what sayde she?

Macilento
—Waggs his lipps and sayes nothinge


Surdato:
O she counts her selfe much honowred by my suite

Macilent:
—waggs his lipps againe


Surdat:
Why dost thou bawle so lowde, did I not
Tell thee I knew by ye wagginge of lipps wt
Thou saydst? and can she love me?

Macilent:
—Sing[e]s


Surdat:
How what did she say?

Macilent:
Some breade and meate for ye Lords sake
brawles alowde ins eare
I dye else—

Surdat:
varlett you stretcht yr throat [euen now] ere while
But now you whisper.

Macilen:
I am almoste starvde.

brawles againe alowde as before.
Surdat:
O me my yeares and observation faile me, both
Att once, deliver ye message by signes, How-
fares ye bright Facetia? if she be well, dance
if not stande still

Macilent:
—Dances.


Surdato:
Very well if she loue me kiss my foote
if not my—

Macilen:
Sr I had rather kiss yr foot though
kisses his foote
I know you were noe sockes.—

Surdat:
When must I visite her? if to day show it by signes
Of joy & laugh, if to morrow discover signes of
Sadness contract thy body into some spanish shrugg.

Macilento
—Shruggs.


Surdat:
It seemes to morrow; A yeare to my most ardent
Love. But did she not give A charge, I shoulde
Not faile to visite her to morrow if so then
laugh and grinne

Macilento
—Laughs


Surdato
Tis well but sirrah henceforth Ile spare yr face
And limbes, Laughinge, danceinge, & shrugginge, will
to much sharpen your appetite. haue you gott
perfecte those instructions yt I taught you to
speake on your fingers?

Macilento
—Makes signes on his hāde and fingers.


Surdato
Wellsayd my diligent vassaile, Talke to me that feed
you as Clients talke to theyr sage Councellors not by
ye mouth but hande.

Macilent:
—makes signes againe as before.


Surdato.
Skilfull Rascall come in and eate an oinyon for
thy paines.—
Exit Surd:

Macilen:
An Oinyon? I haue bin longe vsed to these rewardes
ffor what mischeife or villanye of mine waste that ever
I happened vpon him. has starvde me, I'me sure
I haue spent 4 or 5 yeares of my youth in his [ser]-
service, in ye wc h time he has so clemde me dee see
That hath hindred my grouth and made me degenerate
from ye rest of my nation, but I must obey.
Exit macilen