s your blacke Jacks, _Butler_,
And your Flagons; and _Cook_ thy boyl'd, thy roast, thy bak'd.

_Co._ How liveth he? _And._ Not as other men doe,
Few Princes fare like him; He breakes his fast
With _Aristotle_, dines with _Tully_, takes
His watering with the Muses, sups with _Livie_,
Then walkes a turne or two in _via lactea_,
And (after six houres conference with the starres)
Sleepes with old _Erra Pater_. _But._ This is admirable.

_And._ I'le tell you more hereafter, here's my old Master
And another old ignorant Elder, Ile upon 'em.

_Enter_ Brisac, Lewis.

What _Andrew_? welcome, where's my _Charles_! speake _Andrew_,
Where didst thou leave thy Master? _And._ Contemplating
The number of the sands in the high way,
And from that, purposes to make a judgement
Of the remainder in the Sea; He is Sir,
In serious study, and will lose no minute,
Nor out of 's pace to knowledge. _Lew._ This is strange.

_And._ Yet he hath sent his duty Sir before him
In this fair manuscript. _Bri._ What have we here?
Pot-hookes and Andirons! _And._ I much pitie you,
It is the Syrian Character, or the Arabicke,
Would 'ee have it said, so great and deep a Scholar
As Master _Charles_ is, should ask blessing
In any Christian Language? Were it Greeke,
I could interpret for you, but indeed
I'm gone no farther. _Bri._ And in Greeke, you can
Lie with your smug wife _Lilly_. _And._ If I keepe her
From your French dialect, as I hope I shall Sir,
Howere she is your Laundresse, she shall put you
To th' charge of no more soape than usuall
For th' washing of your sheets. _Bri._ Take in the knave,
And let him eat. _And._ And drink too Sir. _Bri._ And drinke too Sir,
And see your Masters Chamber ready for him.

_But._ Come Doctor _Andrew_ without Disputation
Thou shall commence ith' Celler. _And._ I had rather
Commence on a cold bak'd meat. _Co._ Thou shall ha't, Boy. _Ex._

_Bri._ Good Mounsieur _Lewis_, I esteeme my selfe
Much honour'd in your cleare intent, to joyne
Our ancient families, and make them one,
And 'twill take from my age and cares to live
And see what you have purpos'd but in act,
Of which your visite at this present is
A hopeful Omen; I each minute expecting
Th' arrival of my Sons; I have not wrong'd
Their Birth for want of meanes and education,
To shape them to that course each was addicted;
And therefore that we may proceed discreetly,
Since what's concluded rashly seldome prospers,
You first shall ta