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SCEN 9.

Dauid Atys Hylas Christophel Sapho.
Dau.
Thou Garbidge of Babylon.

Hyl.
Or Guardbag of the Bubell.

Dau.
Hast beene ruffling with Ruffins? Say.

Saph.
No, Sir.

Christ.
Hooke off I pray you.

Sir, verily.

Dau.
I will leaue thee bare as my Bum.

At.
You haue bared hers, I suppose.

Dau.
How camst furth my verge? Ha.

Saph.
I was forced away.

Dau.
No force.

Hyl.
No force yet vpon her, Sir Dauid.

Dau.

Seest not lyke an Apothecary I carry life and Death
along with mee? Ha.

Saph.

Life, my Belly may witnes, See.

Hyl.

Furth with thy Suppositorye and giue her A Purge

strait.

Dau.

Suppose I doe, what's the sequence thereof?

Hyl.

You would but emancipate your spleene for an ex case,

loe.

Dau.

Cypher mee but down the summe of him now. Come.

Hyl.

Sir, thus. As wee walked along yonder Hedge you see,

wee all fled, all vs I may well say, From a Beast, I will be
sworne, The Lord God of Heauen neuer created.

Dau.

Hath there beene a Flood of late? Say.

Christ.

Of which of the Floods speaketh he, may it be suppos'd,
Troe,

Dau.

If there hath beene a Flood it is a Monster, if not any,
it may well stand for a Miracle.

At.

Truly Goodman Flud had but newe shorne his close

before wee come thither.

Christ.

Oh ho.

Dau.

Quid mihi cum homine? Hath there beene a Flood, a
Deludge, a Cataract, or Cataclysme? say I beseech you?

At.

Jupiter threatened vs Three Tymes to teeme his whole
Pis-pot vpon vs.

Dau.

Belyke, he supposd you Fiddlers.

Christ.

Joues Egle snappeth not at Flyes I am persuaded.

At.

If he had wee would haue made Heauen whot for him
and for his Egle.

Christ.

So did the Gyaunts, and he made the Earth whot for
them.

Hyl.

Pray, M
r Schoole-master, resolue vs our Probleme.

Dau.

Demonstrata autem.

Hyl.

What is Jupiter's pisse off?

Dau.

Of Balme I suppose him to be.

Christ.

Would I had of it for the Kybes.

Dau.

Tis the dewe of the welkin.

Hyl.

Why I pray you drinking Nectar voydeth he but such
thin geare then?

Dau.

Quod supra nos nihil ad nos.

Hyl.

Sir, I thank you.

Dau.

Wee haue bated long in this Diuerticle, Goe wee now
therefore to the Shambles, all wee I say, wee may there displaye
the Anathomy of this creature you talk.

At.

The Foote of an Egle, the Back of a Beare, the Belly of
an Ounce, A neck of nothing, and the head of a Scullian, with
an Appendix of hornes, directly butting from him, furth fro.

Dau.

Jupiter burst thou not open the Bulk of my Patience.

Hyl.

Sir Priscian? what ayle you?

Dau.

Knowledge and Ignorance be at buffets in my brayne
concerning the Abiect, See.

At.

Hereupon your Judgement. I pray, Sir.

Dau.

Shewe mee but his hole.

At.

There.

Hyl.

Loe, he now peepeth furth to you also.