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To them Meanwell .

Mean. Good health unto you Sir.
Sr Tho. I have the more
By reason of the care you took in sending
A Confessor unto me.
Mean. I? a Confessor?
Sure there is some design, some trick or other
Put on you by those men, who never sleep
Unless they've cheated on that Day.
Sir Tho. I hope
You do[n't] mean your Partners my good friends?

Sir Thomas Bitefig as sick, Iane .

Sr Tho. Now that I have made ev'n Girl, with Heav'n,
Though I am past the worst, and I perceive
My dinner only griev'd me, yet cause Life's
Frail, and uncertain, let me counsell thee,
'Tis good to be before hand still. First then
I charge thee lend no money; next serve God;
If ever thou hast Children teach 'em thrift;
They'l learn Religion fast enough themselves.
Nay, do not weep but hearken. When Heav'n shall
Please to call in this Weary Soul of mine,

Rimewell, Bagshot, Catchmey , Sir Christopher ; A Song at a window: congratulating (as they think) Mr Meanwels Marriage.

Whiles early light springs from the skies,
A fairer from your Bride doth rise;
A brighter Day doth thence appear,
And make a second morning there:
Her blush doth shed
All o'r the bid,
Clean shamefac'd beames
That spread in streames,
And purple round the modest aire.

Shape, Chirurgion, Mercer.

Sha. Hee's a good friend of mine, and I presume
Upon your secresie.
Chi. O Sir — — the Deed
By which it came was not more close. D'y' think
I would undo me self by twitting? 'twere
To bring the Gallants all about mine Ears,
And make me mine own Patient. I'm faithfull,
And secret, though a Barber.
Sha. Nay, but hear me;
Hee's very modest: 'twas his first attempt
Procur'd him this infirmity; he will

Andrew, Priscilla.

And. Fairest of things — tralucent creature — Hang me
If I do know what's next.
Pris. This meant to mee?
And. Fairest of things — tralucent creature — rather
Obscured Deity — — 'Tis gone again.
Lady will you eat a peece of Gingerbread?
Pris. You might have better manners than to scoff
One of my breeding.
An. Heark; indad I love you.
Pris. Alas!

Haveatall , after a while Moth, Slicer and Hearsay watching.

Ha. What, no man yet march by? who e'r comes next
I'l give him one rap more for making me
Stay here so long.
So so here h'is; how shall
I do to know where he be a Gentleman,
Or Yeoman or Serving-man? I think
I'd best suppose him all, and beat him through
Every degree, and so I shall not wrong him.
What? who goes there?
Moth . Waes heal thou gentle Knight.

Credulous, Hearsay, Slicer.

Cred. My Name's not Tribulation,
Nor holy Ananias:
I was baptiz'd in fashion,
Our Vicar did hold Bias.
Hear. What, how now Mr Credulous ? so merry?
Cred. Come let's be mad; by yea and nay my Son
Shall have the Turkish Monarchy; he shall
Have it directly: the twelve Companies
Shall be his Kickshaws.

Meanwell with a letter in his hand, Hearsay, Slicer .

Mea. Sweet Sir I am most passionately yours,
To serve you all the waies I can. Priscilla.
Very well Penn'd of a young Chambermaid;
I do conceive your meaning sweet Priscilla:
You see I have the happy fortune on't;
A night for nothing, and intreated too.
Slic. Thou dost not know how I do love thee; let me
Make use of this, thou'lt have the like occasion.

Rime-well, Bagshot, Vicar Catchmecy , Sir Christopher .

Rim. Come my most noble order of the club.
Cause none will else, let's make much of our selves.
His letter may procure a Dinner yet.
Bag. Cheer up Sir Kit , thou lookst too spiritually:
[I] see too much of the Tith-pig in thee.
Ch. I'm not so happy: Kit's as hungry now
As a besieged City, and as dry
As a Dutch Commentator. This vile world
Ne'r thinks of Qualities: good truth I think

Credulous, Hearsay, Slicer , to them Sir Thomas Bitefig, Haveatall, Caster , as to the Ordinary.

Cred. You're welcome friends, as I may say — —
Hear. You do forget.
Cred. — — That am a guest as well as you.
Slic. Most noble sons of Fortune, and of Valour,
You grace us with your presence: you must pardon
Our small provision.
Hear. No variety here
But you most noble guests, whose gracious looks