Clo.

We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey.

Aud.

Faith the Priest was good enough, for all the old Gentleman's saying.

Clo.

A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a most vile Mar-text. But Audrey, there is a Youth here in the Forest lays claim to you.

Aud.

Ay, I know who 'tis; he hath no Interest in me in the World; here comes the Man you mean.

Clo.

It is Meat and Drink to me to see a Clown; by my troth, we that have good Wits have much to answer for: we shall be flouting; we cannot hold.

Will.

Good Ev'n, Audrey.

Aud.

God ye good Ev'n, William.

Will.

And good Ev'n to you, Sir.

Clo.

Good Ev'n, gentle Friend. Cover thy Head, cover thy Head; nay, prethee be cover'd. How old are you, Friend?

Will.

Five and twenty, Sir.

Clo.

A ripe Age: Is thy Name William?

Will.

William, Sir.

Clo.

A fair Name. Was't born i'th' Forest here?

Will.

Ay, Sir, I thank God.

Clo.
Thank God: A good answer:
Art Rich?

Will.

'Faith, Sir, so, so.

Clo.

So, so, is good, very good, very excellent good; and yet it is not; it is but so, so.

Will.

Ay, Sir, I have a pretty Wit.

Clo.

Why, thou say'st well: I do now remember a Saying, The Fool doth think he is wise, but the Wise Man knows himself to be a Fool. The Heathen Philosopher,

when he had a Desire to eat a Grape, would open his Lips when he put it into his Mouth, meaning thereby, that Grapes were made to eat, and Lips to open.

Will.

I do, Sir.

Clo.

Give me your Hand: Art thou learned?

Will.

No, Sir.

Clo.

Then learn this of me; To have, is to have. For it is a Figure in Rhetorick, that Drink being poured out of a Cup into a Glass, by filling the one doth empty the other. For all your Writers do consent, that ipse is he: Now you are not ipse; for I am he.

Will.

Which he, Sir?

Clo.

He, Sir, that must marry this Woman; therefore you Clown, abandon; which is in the Vulgar, leave the Society; which in the Boorish, is Company, of this Female; which in the Common, is Woman; which together, is, abandon the Society of this Female; or, Clown, thou perishest; or to thy better Understanding, diest; or, to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy Life into Death, thy Liberty into Bondage; I will deal in Poyson with thee, or in Bastinado, or in Steel; I will bandy with thee in Faction, I will o'er-run thee with Policy, I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways; therefore tremble and depart.

Aud.

Do, good William.

Will.

God rest you merry, Sir.

Cor.

Our Master and Mistress seek you; come away, away.

Clo.
Trip Audrey, trip Audrey, I attend,
I attend. [Exeunt.

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