Drug. Yes, sir, to carry quarrels, As gallants do; to manage them by line. Drug. Is he? Face. He has made a table, With mathematical demonstrations, Drug. Has he? Face. He will give him An instrument to quarrel by. Face. Go, bring 'em both, Him and his sister. And for thee, with her Sub. Oh, good captain Face. He shall: He is the honestest fellow, doctor -Stay not; No offers; bring the damask and the parties. Drug. I'll try my power, sir. Face And thy will, too, Nab. 780 Sub. 'Tis good tobacco, this. What is't a pound? Drug. I'll sell your worship a hogshead of it. Face. He'll send you a hogshead, doctor. [Abel runs out, and Face brings him back. Sub. Oh, no! Face. He will do't: It is the goodest soul- Abel, about it. Thou shalt know more anon. Away, begone. Drug. I'll give him a pound.- -I'll give him two pound. [Exit. Face. A miserable rogue, and lives with cheese, 801 And has the worms. That was the cause, indeed, Why he came now. He dealt with me in private, To get a med'cine for them. Sub. And shall, sir. This works. Face. A wife, a wife for one of us, my dear Subtle : We'll e'en draw lots, " and he that fails shall have "The more in goods, the other has in tail." But Dol must ha' no breath on't. Sub. Mum. Away you to your Surly, yonder; catch him. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I. Enter TRIBULATION and ANANIAS. Tribulation. THESE chastisements are common to the saints; And such rebukes we of the separation Must bear with willing shoulders, as the trials Ana. In pure zeal, I do not like the man. He is a Heathen, "Ana. He bears "The visible mark of the beast in his forehead, "And for his stone, it is the work of darkness, "And with philosophy blinds the eyes of man. "Trib. Good brother, we must bend unto all means "That may give furtherance to the holy cause. "Ana. Which his cannot : the sanctified cause "Should have a sanctified course. "Trib. Not always necessary: 21 "The children of perdition are oft-times "Made instruments even of the greatest works. "Beside we should give somewhat to man's nature, "The place he lives in, still about the fire, "And fumes of metals, that intoxicate "The brain of man, and make him prone to passion. "Where have you greater atheists than your cooks? "Or more profane, or choleric, than your glassmen ? "More antichristian than your bell-founders ? "What makes the devil so devilish, I would ask you, "Satan, our common enemy, but his being "Perpetually about the fire, and boiling "Brimstone and arsenick? "You did ill to upbraid him "With the brethrens' blessing of Heidelberg, weighing "What need we have to hasten on the work, "For the restoring of the silenc'd saints, "Which ne'er will be, but by the philosopher's stone; "And so a learned elder, one of Scotland, "Assured me. "Ana. I have not edified more, truly, by man, "Not since the beautiful light first shone on me, "And I am sad my zeal hath so offended." Trib. Let us call on him then. Ana. The motion's good, 40 And of the spirit; I will knock first. Peace be within. Enter SUBTLE. Sub. Oh, are you come? 'Twas time. Your threescore minutes Were at the last thread, you see," and down had gone "Furnus acedia, turris circulatorius: "'Lembick, bolts-head, retort, and pellicane From the due path. Sub. Why, this doth qualify. Trib. The brethren had no purpose, verily, To give you the least grievance; but are ready The spirit and you direct. Sub. This qualifies more. Trib. And for the orphans' goods, let them be valued, Or what is needful else to the holy work, It shall be number'd. Here, by me, the saints Sub. This qualifies most ! Why, thus it should be; now you understand. 61 Have I discoursed so unto you of our stone, "And of the good that it shall bring your cause ? "Shew'd you, "That even the med'cinal use should make you a faction "And party in the realm? As put the case "That some great man in state, he have the gout; "Why, you but send three drops of your elixir, "You help him straight; there you have made a friend. "Another has the palsy, or the dropsy; "He takes of your incombustible stuff, "He's young again: there you have made a friend. "A lady that is past the feat of body, "Tho' not of mind, and hath her face decay'd "Beyond all cure of paintings, you restore "With the oil of talck; there you have made a friend, "And all her friends. "Still you increase your friends. "Trib. Ay, 'tis very pregnant. 81 "Sub. And then the turning of his lawyer's pewter "To plate at Candlemas. "Ana. Candle-tide, I pray you. "Sub. Yet, Ananias? "Ana. I have done. "Sub." Oh, but the stone! all's idle to't; nothing! Nature's miracle, The divine secret, that doth fly in clouds From east to west; and whose tradition Is not from men, but spirits. Ana. I hate traditions : } not trust them |