Suc. Valour deserves regard, myne shall propugne Your bewty gainst all opposers.
Bel. Alasse! mine is so meane, None will contend with it, it needs no champions.
Crac. Contemne me not, lady; I am—
Cla. A most egregious asse.
Crac. Most nobly propagatted; my father was a man Well fu[rnish’d] with white and yellow mettall.
Cla. I lay my life a Tinker.
Crac. And in his parish of account.
Cla. A Scavenger.
Bel. Is it a badge of your profession To be uncivell?
Suc. Uncivell!
Noe; what is in other men uncivill
In us is resolution; therefore yeild:
I am invincible, flesh cannot stand
Before me.
Bel. It must be drunke then.
Cla. I am not ith humour now
To laugh, or else Ide not dismisse him yet.
Good Mr. Crackby, does your wisdome thinke
That I can love you?
Crac. My worth deserves it.
Cla. Well said, impudence.
Goe, get you home toth Cittie; goe solicitt
Some neighbors daughter; match with Nan your
Schoolefellow
With whome you usd to walk to Pimblicoe[99]
To eate plumbe cakes and creame,—one of
your parish,
Good what-doe-you-lack.
Crac. This is offensive to My reputation.
Cla. You shall heare more on’t:
When thou art married, if the kind charity
Of other men permitt thee to geet thee children
That call thy wife mother, bring them up
To people shopps and cheat for 18d,
The pretious youth that fathers them.
Walke, walke, you and your Captaine Huff to
London,
And tell thy mother how thou has’t sped i’th
country,
And let her moane thee.
Crac. Captaine, we must give place; these girles are firebrands, And we as straw before them.
Suc. They may stand
In neede of valour.
[Exeunt
Suc. and Crac.
Enter Thurston.
Cla. Have you oreheard us? these are the lads will do’t, When 20 such as you will be cast off.
Thu. Like a bob’d[100] Hawke.—Mrs, if I mistake not, Your mother does inquire for you.
Bel. I will attend her pleasure. [Exit.
Cla. Doe not goe, wench; we shall scarce be honest.
Thu. Love, is it time, after the services
I have perform’d, to have some salary?
Noe labourer works without his hier; I would
Be satisfied when you determine we
Shall end our hopes in marriage.
Cla. I have lookt for this month in my Calender And find that marriage is prohibited.
Thu. It is not Lent nor Advent;[101] if it were The Court is not so strickt but ’twill dispense With freinds, and graunt a licence.