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of an interpreter. Which, when I was fain to be to myself, a Colossus [of] the company told me, I had English enough to carry me to bed; with which all the other statues of flesh laughed. Never till then did I know the want of an hook and a piece of beef, to have baited three or four of those goodly wide mouths with. In this despair, when all invention and translation too failed me, I e'en went back, and stuck to this shape you see me in of mine own, with my broom and my candles, and came on confidently, giving out, I was a part of the Device: at which, though they had little to do with wit, yet, because some on't might be used here to-night, contrary to their knowledge, they thought it fit, way should be made for me; and, as it falls out, to small purpose.

Plu. Just as much as you are fit for. Away, idle spirit; and thou the idle cause of his adventuring hither, vanish with him. 'Tis thou, that art not only the sower of vanities in these high places, but the call of all other light follies to fall, and feed on them. I will endure thy prodigality nor riots no more; they are the ruin of states. Nor shall the tyranny of these nights hereafter impose a necessity upon me of entertaining thee. Let them embrace more frugal pastimes. Why should not the thrifty and right worshipful game of Post and Pair content them; or the witty invention of Noddy, for counters; or God make them rich, at the tables ? but masquing and revelling! Were not these ladies and their gentlewomen more housewifely employed, a dozen of them to a light, or twenty (the more the merrier) to save charges, in their chambers at home, and their old night-gowns,

6 At the tables?] It may now be added to the note on this game, (vol. iv. p. 165,) that it seems to be a species of backgammon. Noddy is, I believe, a variation of cribbage.

at draw-gloves, riddles, dreams, and other pretty purposes, rather than to wake here, in their flaunting wires and tires, laced gowns, embroidered petticoats, and other taken up braveries? Away, I will no more of these superfluous excesses. They are these make me hear so ill, both in town and country, as I do; which if they continue, I shall be the first shall leave them.

Masq. Either I am very stupid, or this is a reformed Cupid.

Rob. How! does any take this for Cupid? the Love in court?

Masq. Yes, is't not he?

Rob. Nay, then we spirits, I see, are subtler yet, and somewhat better discoverers. No; it is not he, nor his brother Anti-cupid, the love of virtue, though he pretend to it with his phrase and face: 'tis that impostor Plutus, the god of money, who has stolen Love's ensigns; and in his belied figure rules the world, making friendships, contracts, marriages, and almost religion; begetting, breeding, and holding the nearest respects of mankind: and usurping all those offices in this age of gold, which Love himself performed in the golden age. 'Tis he that pretends to tie kingdoms, maintain commerce, dispose of honours, make all places and dignities arbitrary from him, even to the very country, where Love's name cannot be razed out, he has yet gained there upon him by a proverb, Not for Love or Money. There Love lives confined, by his tyranny, to a cold region, wrapt up in furs like a Muscovite, and almost frozen to death: while he, in his inforced shape, and with his ravished arms, walks as if he were to set bounds and give

Taken up

They are these make me hear so ill,] i. e. make me to be so ill spoken of. This latinism has been noticed before. braveries, are expensive dresses procured on credit.

me.

laws to destiny. 'Tis you, mortals, that are fools and worthy to be such, that worship him for. if you had wisdom, he had no godhead. He should stink in the grave with those wretches, whose slave he was; contemn him, and he is one. Come, follow I'll bring you where you shall find Love, and by the virtue of this majesty, who projecteth so powerful beams of light and heat through this hemisphere, thaw his icy fetters, and scatter the darkness that obscures him. Then, in despight of this insolent and barbarous Mammon, your sports may proceed, and the solemnities of the night be complete, without depending on so earthly an idol.

Plu. Ay, do; attempt it: 'tis like to find most necessary and fortunate event, whatsoever is enterprised without my aids. Alas, how bitterly the spirit of poverty spouts itself against my weal and felicity! but I feel it not. I cherish and make much of myself, flow forth in ease and delicacy, while that murmurs and starves.

Enter CUPID in his chariot, guarded with the
Masquers, in number ten.

SONG.

O, how came Love, that is himself a fire,
To be so cold?

Yes, tyrant Money quencheth all desire,
Or makes it old.

But here are beauties will revive
Love's youth, and keep his heat alive:
As often as his torch here dies,
He need but light it at fresh eyes.

8 'Tis you mortals that are fools, &c.]

Nullam numen habes si sit prudentia, sed te
Nos facimus, fortuna, deam. Juv. Sat. x.

Foy, joy, the more: for in all courts,
If Love be cold, so are his sports.

Cup. I have my spirits again, and feel my limbs.
Away with this cold cloud, that dims
My light! Lie there, my furs and charms,
Love feels a heat, that inward warms,
And guards him naked, in these places,
As at his birth, or 'mongst the Graces.
Impostor Mammon, come, resign
This bow and quiver; they are mine.
Thou hast too long usurp'd my rites,
I now am lord of mine own nights.
Be gone, whilst yet I give thee leave.
When thus the world thou wilt deceive,
Thou canst in youth and beauty shine,
Belie a godhead's form divine,
Scatter thy gifts, and fly to those
Where thine own humour may dispose;
But when to good men thou art sent,
By Jove's direct commandment,
Thou then art aged, lame, and blind,
And canst nor path nor persons find.
Go, honest spirit, chase him hence,

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To his caves; and there let him dispense
For murders, treasons, rapes, his bribes
Unto the discontented tribes;

Where let his heaps grow daily less,
And he and they still want success.
The majesty that here doth move,
Shall triumph, more secured by Love,
Than all his earth; and never crave
His aids, but force him as a slave.
To those bright beams I owe my life,
And I will pay it in the strife

• But when to good men thou art sent.] This and the three succeeding lines are from one of Lucian's Dialogues.

Of duty back. See, here are ten,
The spirits of courts, and flower of men,
Led on by me, with flam'd intents,
To figure the ten ornaments,

That do each courtly presence grace.
Nor will they rudely strive for place,
One to precede the other; but
As music them in form shall put,
So will they keep their measures true,
And make still their proportions new,
Till all become one harmony,

Of honour, and of courtesy,

True valour and urbanity,

Of confidence, alacrity,

Of promptness, and of industry,

Hability, reality.

Nor shall those graces ever quit your court, Or I be wanting to supply their sport.

Here the first DANCE.

SONG.

This motion was of Love begot,
It was so airy, light, and good,
His wings into their feet he shot,
Or else himself into their blood.
But ask not how: the end will prove,
That Love's in them, or they're in Love.

2 DANCE.

SONG.

Have men beheld the Graces dance,

Or seen the upper orbs to move?
So these did turn, return, advance,
Drawn back by Doubt, put on by Love.

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