conscience; to do right or wrong at thy pleasure, my pretty Alcibiades. Lup. Ay, and to have better men than himself, by many thousand degrees, to observe him, and stand bare. Tuc. True, and he to carry himself proud and stately, and have the law on his side for't, old boy. Ovid se. Well, the day grows old, gentlemen, and I must leave you. Publius, if thou wilt hold my favour, abandon these idle, fruitless studies, that so bewitch thee. Send Janus home his backface again, and look only forward to the law: intend that. I will allow thee what shall suit thee in the rank of gentlemen, and maintain thy society with the best; and under these conditions I leave thee. My blessings light upon thee, if thou respect them; if not, mine eyes may drop for thee, but thine own heart will ache for itself; and so farewell! What, are my horses come? Lus. Yes, sir, they are at the gate without. Ovid se. That's well.-Asinius Lupus, a word. Captain, I shall take my leave of you? Tuc. No, my little old boy, dispatch with Cothurnus there: I'll attend thee, I Lus. To borrow some ten drachms: I know his project. [Aside. Ovid se. Sir, you shall make me beholding to you. Now, captain Tucca, what say you? Thy chevril conscience;] i. e. stretching: the allusion is to kid's leather, which is yielding and pliable: thus Shakspeare: "The capacity "Of your soft chevril conscience would receive, "If you might please to stretch it." VOL. II. Henry VIII. A. II. S. 3. WHAL. Ee Tuc. Why, what should I say, or what can I say, my flower o' the order? Should I say thou art rich, or that thou art honourable, or wise, or valiant, or learned, or liberal? why, thou art all these, and thou knowest it, my noble Lucullus, thou knowest it. Come, be not ashamed of thy virtues, old stump: honour's a good brooch to wear in a man's hat' at all times. Thou art the man of war's Mecænas, old boy. Why shouldst not thou be graced then by them, as well as he is by his poets?— Enter Pyrgus and whispers Tucca. How now, my carrier, what news? Lus. The boy has stayed within for his cue this half hour. [Aside. Tuc. Come, do not whisper to me, but speak it out what it is no treason against the state I hope, is it? Lus. Yes, against the state of my master's purse. [Aside, and exit. Pyr. [aloud,] Sir, Agrippa desires you to forbear him till the next week; his mules are not' yet come up. Tuc. His mules! now the bots, the spavin, and the glanders, and some dozen diseases more, light on him and his mules! What, have they 2 Honour's a good brooch to wear in a man's hat] The fashion of wearing some kind of ornament in the front of the hat is nóticed by all our old poets. These brooches were sometimes of great value, and formed of jewels set in gold or silver, (see Massinger, Vol. IV. p. 213,) and sometimes of copper, lead, &c. nay, so universal was the mode, that to accommodate the poor, it was found necessary to form them, like the boss of the Romans, of yet ruder materials, pasteboard and leather. The last is mentioned by Decker, "Thou shalt wear her glove in thy worshipful hat, like to a leather brooch." Satiromastix. the yellows, his mules, that they come no faster? or are they foundered, ha? his mules have the staggers belike, have they? Pyr. O no, sir:-then your tongue might be suspected for one of his mules. [Aside. Tuc. He owes me almost a talent, and he thinks to bear it away with his mules, does he? Sirrah, you nut-cracker, go your ways to him again, and tell him I must have money, I: I cannot eat stones and turfs, say. What, will he clem me and my followers? ask him an he will clem me; do, go. He would have me fry my jerkin, would he? Away, setter, away. Yet, stay, my little tumbler, this old boy shall supply now. I will not trouble him, I cannot be importunate, I; I cannot be impudent. 3 Pyr. Alas, sir, no; you are the most maidenly blushing creature upon the earth. [Aside. Tuc. Dost thou hear, my little six and fifty, or thereabouts? thou art not to learn the humours and tricks of that old bald cheater, Time; thou hast not this chain for nothing. Men of worth have their chimeras, as well as other creatures; and they do see monsters sometimes, they do, they do, brave boy. Pyr. Better cheap than he shall see you," I warrant him. [Aside. 3 What, will he clem me and my followers?] i. e. starve. It has occurred already, p. 108, "Hard is the choice, when the valiant must eat their arms or clem." See also Massinger, Vol. II. p. 362. There is some pleasantry in making Agrippa, the first man in the state, indebted to this beggarly captain. 4 Yet, stay, my little tumbler,] Not one that shews postures, but a particular kind of dog, to which our ancestors gave the name of tumbler, from his manner of hunting. WHAL. 5 Better cheap than he shall see you,] At a less price. Cheap is market, and the adjective good, with its comparatives, is often joined with it by our old writers; thus we have continually good cheap, better cheap, &c. for cheap, cheaper, and cheapest. Tuc. Thou must let me have six-six drachms, I mean, old boy: thou shalt do it; I tell thee, old boy, thou shalt, and in private too, dost thou see?-Go, walk off: [to the Boy-There, there. Six is the sum. Thy son's a gallant spark, and must not be put out of a sudden. Come hither, Callimachus; thy father tells me thou art too poetical, boy: thou must not be so; thou must leave them, young novice, thou must; they are a sort of poor starved rascals, that are ever wrapt up in foul linen; and can boast of nothing but a lean visage, peering out of a seam-rent suit, the very emblems of beggary. No, dost hear, turn lawyer, thou shalt be my solicitor.-'Tis right, old boy, is't? Ovid se. You were best tell it, captain. Tuc. No; fare thou well, mine honest horseman; and thou, old beaver. [to Lupus]-Pray thee, Roman, when thou comest to town, see me at my lodging, visit me sometimes; thou shalt be welcome, old boy. Do not balk me, good swaggerer. Jove keep thy chain from pawning; go thy ways, if thou lack money I'll lend thee some: I'll leave thee to thy horse now. Adieu. Ovid se. Farewell, good captain. Tuc. Boy, you can have but half a share now, [Exit, followed by Pyrgus. Ovid se. 'Tis a strange boldness that accompanies this fellow.-Come. boy. Ovid ju. I'll give attendance on you to your horse, sir, please you- Ovid se. No; keep your chamber, and fall to your studies; do so: The gods of Rome bless thee! [Exit with Lupus. Ovid ju. And give me stomach to digest this law:" And give me stomach to digest this law: That should have follow'd, &c.] So Gloster, in the same strain of irony: That should have follow'd sure, had I been he. They would admire bright knowledge, and their minds Should ne'er descend on so unworthy objects but now, Your only barbarism is t'have wit, and want. He that hath coin, hath all perfection else. "Amen! and make me die a good old man! Rich. III. Act II. Sc. 2. WHAL. The time was once, &c.] This is from Amor. lib. iii. eleg. 8. "Ingenium quondam fuerat pretiosius auro; |