DISSIMULATION Marry, let Simony do it, for he finely can flatter. USURY. Nay, sirs, because none of us shall have preheminence above other, We will sing in fellowship together, like brother and brother. SIMONY. Of truth, agreed, my masters: let it be so. SIMPLICITY. Nay, and they sing, I'll sing too. [_Aside_. _The Song_. Good ladies, take pity and grant our desire. CONSCIENCE' REPLY. Speak boldly, and tell me what is't you require. THEIR REPLY. Your service, good ladies, is what we do crave. HER REPLY. We like not, nor list not such servants to have. THEIR REPLY. If you entertain us, we trusty will be; But if you refrain us, then most unhappy. We will come, we will run, we will bend at your beck, We will ply, we will hie, for fear of your check. HER REPLY. You do feign, you do flatter: you do lie, you do prate: You will steal, you will rob: you will kill in your hate. I deny you, I defy you; then cease of your talking: I refrain you, I disdain you; therefore, get you walking. CONSCIENCE. What, Fraud, Dissimulation, Usury, and Simony, How dare you for shame presume so boldly, As once to show yourselves before Love and Conscience, Not yielding your lewd lives first to repentance? Think you not, that God will plague you for your wicked practices, If you intend not to amend your vild lives so amiss?[158] Think you not, God knows your thoughts, words, and works, And what secret mischiefs in the hearts of you lurks? Then how dare you offend his heavenly majesty With your dissembling deceit, your flattery, and your usury? FRAUD. Tut, sirs, seeing Lady Conscience is so scripolous,[159] Let us not speak to her, for I see it is frivolous. But what say you, Lady Love? Will you grant us favour. LOVE. I'll no such servants, so ill of behaviour, Servants more fitter for Lucre than Love, And happy are they which refrain for to prove, Shameless, pitiless, graceless, and quite past honesty; Then who of good conscience but will hate your company? USURY. Here is scripolous Conscience and nice Love indeed. Tush! if they will not, others will: I know we shall speed. SIMPLICITY. But, lady, I stand still behind, for I am none of their company. CONSCIENCE. Why, what art thou? O, I know: thou art Simplicity. SIMPLICITY. I'faith, I am Simplicity, and would fain serve ye. CONSCIENCE. No: I may have no fools to dwell with me. SIMPLICITY. Why then, Lady Love, will you have me then? LOVE. Ay, Simplicity, thou shalt be my man. SIMPLICITY. But shall I be your good-man? LOVE. Ay, my good-man, indeed. SIMPLICITY. Ay, but I would be your good-man, and swap up a wedding with good speed. LOVE. No: Love may not marry in any case with Simplicity; But if thou wilt serve me, I'll receive it willingly: And if thou wilt not, what remedy? SIMPLICITY. Yes, I will serve ye: but will ye go into dinner, for I am hungry? LOVE. Come, Lady Conscience: pleaseth you to walk home from this company?