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Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle;
Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from
The smallness of a gnat, to air ; and then
Have turn'd mine eye, and wept. But, good Pifanio,
When shall we hear from him?

Pis. Be assurd, Madam,
With his next vantage.

Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but had Most pretty things to say : ere I could tell him, How I would think on him, at certain hours, Such thoughts, and such; or, I could make him swear, The She's of Italy snould not betray Mine intereft, and his honour; or have charg'd him, At the fixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, T'encounter me with Orisons; (for then I am in heaven for him ;) or ere I could Give him that parting kiss, which I had set Betwixt two charming words, comes in my Father ; And, like the tyrannous breathing of the North, Shakes all our buds from growing.

Enter a Lady.

Lady. The Queen, Madam, Desires your Highness' company,

Imo. Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd, I will attend the Queen. :Pif. Madam, I shall.


SCENE changes to Rome.


Enter Philario, Iachimo, and a French man. Jach. Elieve it, Sir, I have seen him in Britaine ;

he was then of a crescent Note ; expected to prove so worthy, as fince he has been allowed the name of. But I could then have look'd on him, without the help of admiration ; though the catalogue of his endowments had been tabled by his side, and I to peruse him by Items.

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Phil. You speak of him when he was less furnishid, than now he is, with that which makes him both without and within.

French. I have seen him in France; we had very many there, could behold the sun with as firm eyes as he.

Iach. This matter of marrying his King's Daughter, (wherein he muft be weigh'd rather by her value, than his own) words him, I doubt not, a great deal from

French. And then his banishment

lach. Ay, and the approbation of those, that weep this lamentable divorce under her colours, are wonderfully to extend him; be it but to fortify her Judge ment, which else an easy battery might lay flat, for taking a beggar without more quality. But how comes it, he is to fojourn with you? how creeps acquaintance ?

Phil. His father and I were soldiers together, to whom I have been often bound for no less than my life.

Enter Pofthumus. Here comes the Briton. Let him be fo entertained amongst you, as suits with gentlemen of your knowing, to a stranger of his quality. I beseech you all, be better known to this Gentleman; whom I commend to you as a noble friend of mine. How worthy he is, I will leave to appear hereafter, rather than story him in his own hearing.

French. Sir, we have been known together in Ore leans.

Poft. Since when I have been debtor to you for courtesies, which I will be ever to pay, and yet pay still.

French. Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness; I was glad I did attone my Countryman and you ; it had been pity, you should have been put together with so mortal a purpose, as then each bore, upon importance of so flight, and trivial a nature.


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Poft. By your pardon, Sir, I was then a young traveller ; rather fun’d to go. even with what I heard, than in my every action to be guided by others' experiences'; but upon my. mended judgment, (if I offend not to say, it is mended,) my quarrel was not altogether flight.

French. ’Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitrement of swords; and by such two, that would by all likelihood have confounded one the other, or have falln both.

Iach. Can we with manners ask, what was the difference?

French. Safely, I think; 'twas a contention in publick, which may without contradi&ion suffer the report. It was much like an argument that fell out last night, where each of us fell in praise of our Country mistresses : This Gentleman at that time vouching, (and upon warrant of bloody affirmation,) his to be more fair, virtuous, wise, chafte, constant,. qualified, and less attemptable than any the rarest of our ladies in France.

lach. That Lady is not now living; or this Gentleman's opinion, by this, worn out.

Poft. She holds her virtue ftill, and I my mind.

lach. You must not fo far prefer her, 'fore ours of Italy,

Poft. Being so far provok'd, as I was in France, I would abate her nothing; tho' I profess myself her adorer, not her friend.

Jach. As fair, and as good, a kind of hand-in-hand comparison, had been something too fair and too good for any Lady in Britainy. If The went before others I have feen, as that diamond of your's out-luftres many I have beheld, I could not believe, she excelled many; but I have not seen the most precious diamond that is, nor you the Lady

Poft. I prais'd her, as I rated her; so do I my stone.
Iach. What do you esteem it at?
Poft. More than the world enjoys."


Iach. Either your unparagon'd Mistress is dead, or The's out-priz’d by a trifle.

Poft. You are mistaken; the one may be fold or given, if there were wealth enough for the purchase, or merit for the gift. The other is not a thing for sale, and only the gift of the Gods.

Íach. Which the Gods have given you :
Poft. Which, by their graçes, I will keep.

lach. You may wear her in title yours; but, you know, strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. Your ring may be stoll'n too ; fo, of your brace of unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail and the other casual. A cunning thief, or a that way accomplish'd courtier, would hazard the winning both of first and lait.

Poft. Your Italy contains none so accomplish'd a Courtier to convince the honour of my mistress; if in the holding or loss of that, you term her frail, I do nothing doubt, you have store of thieves, notwithstanding I fear not my ring. Phil. Let us leave here, Gentlemen.

Poft. Sir, with all my heart. This worthy Signior, I thank him, makes no itranger of me; we are familiar at first.

Iach. With five times so much conversation, I should get ground of your fair Mistress; make her go back, even to the yielding: had I admittance, and opportunity to friend.

Poft. No, no.

luch. I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to your ring, which, in my opinion, o'er-values it fomething: but I make my wager rather againit your confidence, than her reputation: And to bar your offence herein too, I durit attempt it against any Lady in the world.

Poft. You are a great deal abus’d in too bold a perr fuation; and, I doubt not, you'd sustain what you're worthy of, by your attempt.

Iach. What's that?

Pojt. A repulie ; though your attempt, as you call it, deserves more ; a punithment too.

Phil. Gentlemen, enough of this; it came in too suddenly, let it die as it was born ; and I pray you, be better acquainted.

lach. 'Would, I had put my estate and my neighbour's, on th' approbation of what I have fpoke.

Poft. What Lady would you chufe to assail ?

lach. Yours; who in constancy, you think, stands so safe. I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring, that, commend me to the Court where your Lady is, with no more advantage than the opportunity of a second conference, I will bring from thence that honour of hers, which you imagine lo reserv'd.

Poft. I will wage against your gold, gold to it : (4) my ring I hold dear as my finger, 'tis part of it.

Iach. You are afraid, and therein the wiser; if you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot preserve it from tainting. But, I fee, you have soine Religion in you, that you fear.

Poft. This is but a custom in your tongue ; you bear a graver purpose, I hope.

Iach. I am the master of my Speeches, and would undergo what's spoken, I swear.

Post. Will you? I shall but lend my diamond 'till your Return; let there be covenants drawn between us. My Mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thinking. I dare you to this match ; here's my ring.

Phil. I will have it no Lay.

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my Ring I bold dear as my Finger, 'tis par: lach.) You are a Friend, and therein the wifer.] I am sure, lacbimo talks like none of the wiseft, in this kind of Reasoning. But what Ideas, in the Name of Nonsense, could the Editors entertain of Pofthumus being a Friend, because he would not venture to wager his Ring! I correct with Certainty;

You are afraid, and therein the riser.
What Iachimo says, in the Close of his Speech, determines this to
have been our Poet's Reading.
But, I see, jou have somie Religion in you, ikat jou fear.


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