Foul.  Sweet Lord, lets goe visit him.

    Enter Goose-cappe.

Goos.  Pray, good my Lord, what’s that you talke on?

Mom.  Are you come from your necessarie busines, Sir Gyles? we talke of the visiting of my sicke friend Clarence.

Goos.  O good my Lord lets visite him, cause I knowe his brother.

Hip.  Know his brother, nay then Count doe not denie him.

Goos.  Pray my Lord whether was eldest, he or his elder brother?

Mom.  O! the younger brother eldest while you live, sir Gyles.

Goos.  I say so still my Lord, but I am so borne downe with truth, as never any Knight ith world was I thinke.

Ta.  A man wood thinke he speakes simply now; but indeed it is in the will of the parents, to make which child they will youngest, or eldest:  For often we see the youngest inherite, wherein he is eldest.

Eug.  Your logicall wit my Lord is able to make any thing good.

Mom.  Well come sweet Lords, and Ladies, let us spend
The time till supper-time with some such sights,
As my poore house is furnished withall,
Pictures, and jewels; of which implements,
It may be I have some will please you much.

Goos, Sweet Lord, lets see them.

[Exeunt.

[SCENE 2.]

Enter Clarence, and Doctor.

Do.  I thinke your disease sir, be rather of the minde then the body.

Cla.  Be there diseases of the minde Doctor?

Do.  No question sir, even as there be of the body.

Cla.  And cures for them too?

Do.  And cures for them too, but not by Physick.

Cla.  You will have their diseases, greifes? will you not?

Do.  Yes, oftentimes.

Cla.  And doe not greifes ever rise out of passions?

Do.  Evermore.

Cla.  And doe not passions proceed from corporall distempers?

Do.  Not the passions of the minde, for the minde many times is sicke, when the bodie is healthfull.

Cla.  But is not the mindes-sicknes of power to make the body sicke?

Do.  In time, certaine.

Cla.  And the bodies ill affections able to infect the mind?

Do.  No question.

Cla.  Then if there be such a naturall commerce of Powers betwixt them, that the ill estate of the one offends the other, why shood not the medicines for one cure the other?

Do.  Yet it will not you see. Hei mihi quod nullis amor est medicabilis herbis.[44]

Cla.  Nay then, Doctor, since you cannot make any reasonable Connexion of these two contrarieties the minde, and the body, making both subiect to passion, wherein you confound the substances of both, I must tell you there is no disease of the minde but one, and that is Ignorance.