hou spend,
Much shalt thou give away, much shalt thou lend."
SUB [ASIDE]. Ay, much! indeed.--
Why do you not thank her grace?
DAP. I cannot speak for joy.
SUB. See, the kind wretch!
Your grace's kinsman right.
DOL. Give me the bird.
Here is your fly in a purse, about your neck, cousin;
Wear it, and feed it about this day sev'n-night,
On your right wrist--
SUB. Open a vein with a pin,
And let it suck but once a week; till then,
You must not look on't.
DOL. No: and kinsman,
Bear yourself worthy of the blood you come on.
SUB. Her grace would have you eat no more Woolsack pies,
Nor Dagger frumety.
DOL. Nor break his fast
In Heaven and Hell.
SUB. She's with you every where!
Nor play with costarmongers, at mum-chance, tray-trip,
God make you rich; (when as your aunt has done it);
But keep
The gallant'st company, and the best games--
DAP. Yes, sir.
SUB. Gleek and primero; and what you get, be true to us.
DAP. By this hand, I will.
SUB. You may bring's a thousand pound
Before to-morrow night, if but three thousand
Be stirring, an you will.
DAP. I swear I will then.
SUB. Your fly will learn you all games.
FACE [WITHIN]. Have you done there?
SUB. Your grace will command him no more duties?
DOL. No:
But come, and see me often. I may chance
To leave him three or four hundred chests of treasure,
And some twelve thousand acres of fairy land,
If he game well and comely with good gamesters.
SUB. There's a kind aunt! kiss her departing part.--
But you must sell your forty mark a year, now.
DAP. Ay, sir, I mean.
SUB. Or, give't away; pox on't!
DAP. I'll give't mine aunt. I'll go and fetch the writings.
[EXIT.]
SUB. 'Tis well--away!
[RE-ENTER FACE.]
FACE. Where's Subtle?
SUB. Here: what news?
FACE. Drugger is at the door, go take his suit,
And bid him fetch a parson, presently;
Say, he shall marry the widow. Thou shalt spend
A hundred pound by the service!
[EXIT SUBTLE.]
Now, queen Dol,
Have you pack'd up all?
DOL. Yes.
FACE. And how do you like
The lady Pliant?
DOL. A good dull innocent.
[RE-ENTER SUBTLE.]
SUB. Here's your Hieronimo's cloak and hat.
FACE. Give me them.
SUB. And the ruff too?
FACE. Yes; I'll come to you presently.
[EXIT.]
SUB. Now he is gone about his project, Dol,
I told you of, for
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