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O'the vaulting horse, to ply the vaulting Host. They call me Good-stock. house? :

Lov. Sir, and you confess it, For exercise of arms, a bale of dice',

Both i' your language, treaty, and your bearOr two or three packs of cards to shew the cheat,

hen; And nimbleness of hand : mistake a cloke Nor can we, as the songster says, “ come all From my lord's back, and pawn it. Ease “ To be wrapt soft and warm in fortune's his pockets


[kind, Of a superfluous watch. Or geld a jewel When she is pleas’d to trick or tromp manOf an odd stone or so. Iwinge ihree or "Some may be coats, as in the cards; but four buttons


[and ostlers, Froin off my laciy's gown. These are the arts, Some must be knaves, some varlets, bawds, Or seven liberal deadly sciences

As aces, duces, cards o' ten, to face it Of pagery, or rather paganism,

Out i' the gaine, which all the world is. As the tides run. To which, if he apply hiin, Lov. But, He may, perhaps, take a degree at Tyburn, It being i' your free-will (as 'twere) to choose A year the carlier : come, to read a lecture What parts you would sustain, methinks a Upon Aquinas at St. Thomas à Waterings“, And so go forth a laureat in hemp circle ! Of your sagacity, and clear nostril, should Lov. You're tart, mine Host, and talk Have made another choice, than of a place above your seasoning,

So sordid, as the keeping of an inn: O'er what you seem: it should not come, Where every jovial tinker, for his chink, methinks,

[ness! May cry, Mine host, to “ Crambe, give us Under your cap, this vein of salt and sharp


(stink.” These strikings upon learning, now and then? “ And do not slink, but skink, or else you How long have you (if your dull guest may Rogue, bawd, and cheater, call you by the ask it)


surnames, Drove this quick trade, of keeping the Light, And known synonyma of your profession. Your mansion, palace here, or hostelry? Host. But if I be no such; who then's the Host. Troth, I was born to somewhat, sir,

rogue, above it.

In understanding, sir, I mean ? who errs? Lov. I easily suspect that: mine host, Who tinkleth then? or personates Thom your name.

Tinker? And for a leap Othe raulting horse, to play the caulting house.] For play, which does by no means suit what follows, we must read, I presume, ply the vaulting house.

3 For exercise of arms a BALE OF dice.) i. e. a pair of dice; the expression is common to the sportsmen of Jon-on's age, as well as the preceding. What lo man, se here of Dyce a bale.Skelton's Bouge of Court.

Come to read a lecture Upon Aquinas at St. Thomas à Waterings.] Antiently the place where criminals were executed, in the county of Surrey.

5 Some may be coAts, as in the cards.] This shews us that our common expression of court-cards, tho seemingly justified by the names king, queen, &c. is inaccurate. Those cards are named from the couts or dresses which the painted figures are drawn in. What follows in the next line but one, grew in time to be proverbial;

-Cards o' ten, to face it

Out i'the game, which all the world is. A card o' ten, is what we now call a tenth card, and the phrase “ to face it with a card of ten,” is to win it, or get the better of it. To this purpose Shakspeare:

Tra. A vengeance on your crafty wither'd hide!

“ Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten.Taming of the Shrew. Which passage Mr. Warburton thus explains, that is, with the highest card, in the old simple games of our ancestors; so that this became a proverbial expression. So Skelton,

First pycke a quarrel, and fall out with him then,

“ And so out-face him with a card of ten.There is a preceding line, which deserves a remark;

When she is pleas'd to trick or tromp mankind. The common etymology of the word trump, as made use of in games at cards, derives it froin a corruption of triumph ; but from the manner in which our poet bas here spelt the word, it is probable he thought it was derived from the French tromper, to deceive. And indeed it will casily bear this acceptation. A person playing at the game thinks he shall win the trick, till his adversary takes it from him by a tromp, he is trompt, or deceived. The songster mentioned above is Juvenal, from whom the expression, sons of the white

ben," gallinæ filius albæ, is borrowed.


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Your weazle here may tell you I talk bawdy,

SCENE IV. And teach my boy it; and you may believe him:

Lorel. But sir, at your own peril, if I do not:

O love, what passion art thou ! And at his too, if he do lie, and affirm it. So tyrannous! and treacherous ! first tenNo slander strikes, less hurts, the innocent.


[thee! If I be honest, and that all the cheat

And then betray, all that in truth do serve Be of myself, in keeping this Light-Heart, That not the wisest, nor the wariest creature, Where, I imagine all the world's a play; Can more dissemble thee, than he can bear The state, and inen's affairs, all passages Hot burning coals, in his bare palın, or bosom! Of life, to spring new scenes; come in, go And less conceal, or hide thee, than a fash out,

Of entiam'd powder, whose whole light doth And shift, and vanish; and if I have got

lay it A seat to sit at ease here, i' mine inn, Open to all discovery, even of those To see the comedy; and laugh, and chuck Who hare but half an eye, and less of nose! At the variety and throng of humours An host, to find me! who is, commonly, And dispositions, that come justling in, The log, a little o' this side the sign-post ! And out still, as they one drove hence ano- Or at the best some round-grown thing, a ther:


[guests, Why will you envy me my happiness ? Fac'd with a beard, that fills out to the Because you are sad and lumpish; carry a And takes in fro’ the fragments o'their jests? load-stone

[rings, But I may wrong this out of sullenness, l' your pocket, to hang knives on; or jet Or my mistaking humour? Pray thec, Tentice light straws to leap at 'em ; are

phant'sie, not taken

Be lay'd again. And, gentle melancholy,
With the alacrities of an host ! 'tis more, Do not oppress me; I will be as silent,
And justlier, sir, my wonder, why you took As the tame lover should be, and as foolish,
My house up, Fidler's-hall, the seat of noise,
And mirth, an inn here, to be drowsy in,

And lodge your lethargy in the Light-Heart,
As if some cloud from court had been your

Host, Ferret, Lovel.

[charge, Host. My guest, my guest, be jovial, I beOr Cheap-side debt-books, or some mistress'

seech thee.

[game: Seeing yourlove grow corpulent, gi'it a dyet, I have fresh golden guests, guests o' the By absence, some such mouldy passion!

Three coach full! lords ! and ladies! new Lov. 'Tis guess'd unhappily:

come in. Fer. Mine host, yo’re calld.

And I will cry them to thee, and thee to Host. I come, boys.

them, Lov. Ferret, have not you been ploughing So can I spring a smile, but i' this brow, With this mad ox, mine host? nor he with That like the rugged Roman aldermanyou?

Old master Gross, surnam'd 'Aqidaços, Fer. For what, sir?

[Enter Ferret. Lov. Why, to find my riddle out.

Was never seen to laugh, but at an ass?. Fer. I hope you do believe, sir, I can find Fer. Sir, here's the lady Frampul. Other discourse to be at, than my master,

Lov. How ! With hosts and hostlers.

Fer. And her train, Loo. If you can, 'tis well. [what guests; Lord Beaufort, and lord Latimer, the colonel Go down, and see, who they are come in, Tipto, with Mrs. Prue, the chamber-maid; And bring me word.

Trundle, the coachman

. TO SIT AT EASE HERE ľMINE inn.] To take one's ease here. in one's inn, was an antient proverb of our ancestors, which arose from the right every man hath to be at ease, and quiet in his own house. Hence the assaulting a man therein, was deemed a capital offence. This offence in our old law is called Hansoken; and the treatise intituled Mirror de Justices describes it in the very words of the proverb): Humsockne d'antient ordinance est pêche mortelle, car droit est que chesun eit quiet en sm hostel qui a luy est. And to this Falstaff alludes, in the following application : “Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn, but I " shall have my pocket pick’d?". First part of llenry IV. act 3. sc. 5. ? That like the rugged Roman alderman

Old master Gross, surnam'd’Ayíraços,

Was never seen to laugh, but at an uss.] It is necessary to give a little light to our poet's joke: the Roman alluded to, and here called master Gross, was Crassus the grandfather of Crassus the rich. And, as Pliny tells us, he was never seen to laugh but once, and thet was at an ass mumbling a thistle.



Loo. Stop, discharge the house :

We call her, sir, the lady Frances Frampul, And get my horses ready, bid the groom Daughter and heir to the lord Frampul. Bring them to the back gate.

Host. Who? Host. What mean you, sir?

He that did live in Oxford, first a student, Lov. To take fair leave, mine host. And after, married with the daughter of Host. I bope, my guest,

Loo. Sylly. Tho' I have talk'd somewhat above my Host. Right, of whom the tale went, to share,


turn puppet-naster. At large, and been i’ the altitudes, th' extra- Lov. And travel with young Goose, the Neither myself, nor any of mine have gi’n

motion-man. [den.

Host. And lye, and live with the gipsies The cause to quit my house thus on the sud

half a year Lov. No, l'affirm it on my faith. Excuse Together, from his wife.

Lou. The very same : [daughter! From such a rudeness; I was now beginning The mad lord Frampul! and this same is his To taste and love you: and am heartily sorry, But as cock-brain'd as e'er the father was! Any occasion should be so compelling, There were two of them, Frances and LeTo urge my abrupt departure thus. But


(mour Necessity's a tyrant, and commands it. But Lætitia was lost young; and, as the ruHost. She shall command me first to fire Flew then, the inother upon it lost herself. my bush ;

(serve, A fond weak woman, went away in a nelagThen break up house: or, if that will not


(thougbt To break with all the world. Turn country Because she brought him none but girls, she bankrupt,

Her husband lov'd her not. And he as I'mine own town, upo' the market-day,

foolish, And be protested for my butter and eggs, Too late resenting the cause giv'n, went after, To the last bodge of oats, and bottle of hay; In quest of her, and was not heard of since. Ere you shall leave me, I will break my Host. A strange division of a family! heart:

[pack. Lov. And scatter'd as i' the great confuCoach, and coach-horses, lords, and Tadies

sion ! All my fresh guests shall stink! I'll pull my Host. But yet the lady, th' heir, enjoys sign down,

the land. Convert mine Inn to an alms-house ! or a Lov. And takes all loruly ways how to spittle

consume it, For lazers, or switch-sellers ! turn it to As nobly as she can; if clothes, and feasting, An academy o' rogues ! or gi't away And the authoriz'd means of riot will do it. For a free-school to breed up beggars in,

[Enter Ferret. And send 'em to the canting universities, Host. She shews her extract, and I honour Before you leave me.

her for it. Loc. Troth, and I confess I'm loth, mine host, to leave you : your

SCENE VI. expressions Both take and hold ine. But, in case I stay,

Ferret, Lovel, Host, Prudence. I must enjoin you and your whole family Fer. Your horses, sir, are ready; and the To privacy, and to conceal me. For,

house The secret is, I would not willingly

Dis See, or be scen, to any of this ging,

Lod. Pleas'd thou think'st? Especially the lady.

Fer. I cannot tell, discharg'd Host. Brain o' man,

svet, I'm sure it is. What monster is she? or cockatrice in vel- Lov. Charge it again, good Ferret, That kills thus?

And make unready the horses: thou know'st Lor. () good words, mine host. She is

how. A noble lady! great in blood and fortune ! * Chalk, and renew the rondels, I am now Fair! and a wit! but of so bent a phant'sie,

Resolv'd to stay. As she thinks nought a happiness, but to have Fer. I easily thought so, A multitude of servants! and to get them, When you should hear what's propos d. (Though she be very honest) yet she ventures Lov. What? l'pon these precipices, that would make her Fer. To throw Not seem so, to some prying, narrow natures, The house out o' the windo'?

• Chalk, and renew the Rondels.] He is now resolv'd to stay, and therefore orders his servant to begin a fresh score or account. In public-bouses, what is called for is usually set up with chulk. But the word rondels requires an explanation : I apprehend it means the circles, which are used to denominate shillings in an ale-house score. Rondel, or roundel, is a term in beraldry, to denote a round ball; and from this use of it, our poet, I presume, applies it in the sense I have assigned.

Host. Brain o' man,

And should, with chear, lay hold on any I shall ha' the worst o' that! will they not

handle throw

[carpet, That could advance it. But for me to think, My household-stuff out first, cushions, and I can be any rag or particle

[list, Chairs, stools, and bedding? is not their O'your lady's care, more than to fill her sport my ruin?

She being the lady that professeth still Loo. Fear not, mine host, I am not o' the To love no soul or body, but for ends, fellowship.

[it; Which are her sports: and is not nice to Fer. I cannot. see, sir, how you will avoid

speak this, They know already, all, you are i' the house. But doth proclaim it, in all companies : Lov. Who know?

Her ladyship must pardon my weak counsels, Fer. The lords: they ha' seek me, and And weaker will, if I decline t'obey her. enquir'd it.

Pru. O master Lovel, you must not give Loo. Why were you seen ?

credit Fer. Because indeed I had

To all that ladies publicly profess, No med'cine, sir, to go invisible:

10 Or talk, o' the voleè, unto their servants. No fern-seed in my pocket; nor an opal Their tongues and thoughts oft-times lye far Wrapt in bay-leaf i' my left tist,


[counsels, To charm their eyes with.

Yet when they please, they have their cabinetHost. He gives you reasons

And reserv'd thoughts, and can retire themAs round as Gyges' ring: which, say the an

selves tients,

[hoop. As well as others. Was a hoop ring; and that is, round as a Host. I, the subtlest of us ! Lov. You will ha' your rebus still, mine All that is born within a lady's lipshost.

Pru. Is not the issue of their hearts, mine Host. I must.

host. Fer. My lady too look'd out o' the win- Host. Or kiss or drink afore me. do', and call'd me.

[her, Pru. Stay, excuse me; And see where secretary Pru comes from Mincerrand is not done. Yet, if her ladyship's

[Enter Prudence. Slighting, or dis-esteem, sir, of your service, Employ'd upon some embassy unto you- Hath formerly begot any distaste, Host. I'll meet her if she come upon em

Which I not know of: here I vow unto you, ployment:

[you. Upon a chamber-maid's simplicity, Fair lady, welcome, as your host can inake Reserving, still, the honour of my lady, Pru. Forbear, sir, I am first to have mine I will be bold to hold the glass up to her, audience,

To shew her ladyship where she hath err’d, Before the compliment. This gentleman And how to tender satisfaction ; [venture. Is my address to.

So you vouchsafe to prove, but the day's Host. And it is in state.

Host. What say you, sir ? where are you? Pru. My lady, sir, as glad o' the en

are you within ? counter

Loo. Yes, I will wait upon ber and the To find a seryant here, and such a servant,


[bring him : Whom she so values; with her best respects, Host. It is enough, queen Prudence; I will Desires to be remembred; and invites And o' this kiss. I long'd to kiss a queen! Your nobleness to be a part, to-day,

Lov. There is no life on earth, but being Of the society, and mirth intended [vants.

in love! By her, and the young lords, your fellow-ser- There are no studies, no delights, no business, Who are alike ambitious of enjoying No entercourse, or trade of sense, or soul, The fair request; and to that end have sent But what is love! I was the laziest creature, Me, their imperfect orator, to obtain it: The most unprofitable sign of nothing, Wbich if I may, they have elected me, The veriest drone, and slept away my life And crown'd me, with the title of a sove- Beyond the dormouse, till I was in love ! reign

And now, I can out-wake the nightingale, Of the day's sports devised i' the Inn, Out-watch an usurer, and out-walk him too, So you be pleas'd to add your suffrage to it. Stalk like a ghost, that haunted 'bout a Lov. So I be pleas'd, my gentle mistress

treasure, Prudence?

[tion, And all that phant'sied treasure, it is love. You cannot think me of that coarse condi- Host. But is your name Love-ill, sir, or T'envy you any thing.

Love-well? Host. That's nobly said !

I would know that. And like my guest!

Lov. I do not know't myself, Lov. I gratulate your honour;

Whether it is. But it is love hath been

The hereditary passion of our house, You cannot think me of that COARSE CONDITION.) Coarse disposition, Edit. 1631. 10 Or talk o' the VOLER') i. e. without thinking, rashlv, and at random : the French phrase is, à la volée.

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she guess.

My gentle host, and, as I guess, my friend; Bearing his aged parent on his shoulders, The truth is, I have lov'd this lady long, Rapt from the flames of Troy, with his And impotently, with desire enough,

young son.

[use. But no success : for I have still forborne And these he brought to practice, and to To express it, in my person, to her.

He gave me first my breeding, I acknowHost. How then?


[the Hours",
Loo. I ha' sent her toys, verses, and ana- Then shower'd his bounties on me, like
Trials o' wit, mere triftes she has commended, That open-handed sit upon the clouds,
But knew not whence they came, nor could And press the liberality of heaven

[wooing! Down to the laps of thankful men! but then! Host. This was a pretty riddling way of The trust committed to me at his death,

Lov. I oft have been, tov, in her company; Was above all, and left so strong a tie And look'd upon her a whole day; admir'd On all my powers, as time shall not dissolve! her;

( still, Till it dissolve itselt, and bury all ! Lov'd her, and did not tell her so; lov'd The care of his brave heir, and only son! “ Look'd still, and lov'd; and lov'd, and Who being a virtuous, sweet, young, hopelook'd, and sigh’d:”

ful lord, But, as a man neglected, I came off,

Hath cast his first affections on this lady. And unregarded

And though I know, and may presume her Host. Could you blame her, sir,

such, When you were silent, and not said a word? As, out of humour, will return no lore ; Lov. O but I lov’d the more ; and she And therefore might indifferently be made might read it

The courting-stock, for all to practise on, Best in my silence, bad she been--- As she doth practise on all us, to scorn. Host. As melancholic

Yet, out of a religion to my charge, As you are. Pray you, why would you And debt profess’d, I've made a self-decree stand inute, sir?

Ne'er to express my person, though my Loo. O thereon hangs a history, mine host.

passion Did you ever know, or hear of the lord Burn me to cinders. Beaufort,

Host. Then you're not so subtil, Who serv'd so bravely in France ? I was Or half so read in love-craft, as I took you. his page,

Come, come, you are no phænix, an' you And ere he dy'd, his friend : I follow'd him,

were, First, i' the wars, and, i' the times of peace, I should expect no miracle from your asbes. I waited on his studies; which were right. Take some advice. Be still that rag of love, He had no Arthurs, nor no Rosicleers, You are. Burn on till you turn tinder. No knights o' the Sun, nor Amadis de Gauls, This chamber-maid may hap to prove the Primalions, Pantagruels, public nothings ;


(tress Abortives of the tabulous dark cloyster, To strike a sparkle out o' the fint, your mis Sent out to poison courts and infest manners : May beget bon-fires yet, you do not know, But great Achilles, Agamemnon's acts, What light may be forc'd out, and from Sage Nestor's counsels, and Ulysses' slights,

what darkness. Tydides' fortitude, as Homer wrought them Loo. Nay, I am so resolv’d, as still I'll love lå his immortal phant’sie, for examples Tho' not confess it. Of the heroic virtue. Or, as Virgil,

Host. That's, sir, as it chances : That master of the Epic poem, limn'd We'll throw the dice for it : cheer up. Pious Æneas, his religious prince,

Lov. Tio. 1 Then shower'd his bounties on me, like Howres.] It is pity so fine a passage should have been given with such mistakes; but our comfort is, the emendation is as easy and obvious : for Hewres, which conveys no idea, we are to read like the Hours ; the poetica goddesses presiding over the several seasons,


Which made me leave it off after once

wearing Lady, Prudence.

How does it fit will't come together? .

wench, this suit will serve : Pru. Hardly. dispatch.

Lud. Thou must make shift with it. Pride It was a great deal with the biggest for me,

feels no pain.

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