CAS. If I should strive to pay you thanks, I should But undervalue this great courtesy. Sir, give me leave to think and worship. Stay: First, will I beggar all the gentlemen That do keep terms; then build with what I win. Next, I'll undo all gaming citizens, And purchase upon that. The foreman shall Want of his wonted opportunities; Old Thomas shall keep home, I warrant him. I will ascend to the groom-porters next, Fly higher games, and make my mincing knights Walk musing in their knotty freeze abroad; For they shall have no home. There shall not be That pleasure but I'll balk: I'll run o'er Nature; And when I've ransack'd her, I'll weary art: My means, I'm sure, will reach it. Let me see, 'Twill yearly be--by heaven, I know not what---- HEAR. Ne'er think to sum it, 'tis impossible: You shall ne'er know what angels, pieces, pounds, Those names of want and beggary, mean: your tongue Shall utter nought but millions; you shall measure, Not count your moneys; your revenues shall Be proud and insolent, and unruly; They shall increase above your conquer'd spendings, In spite of their excess. Your care shall be Only to tame your riches, and to make them Grow sober and obedient to your use. CAS. I'll send some forty thousand unto Paul's; Build a cathedral next in Banbury;[175] Give organs to each parish in the kingdom; And so root out th' unmusical elect. I'll pay all soldiers, whom their captains won't; Raise a new hospital for those maim'd people That have been hurt in gaming: then build up All colleges that ruin hath demolish'd, Or interruption left unperfect. HEAR. 'Twill Never be done, I think, unless you do it. Provide the wealthiest gamesters: there's but one That can do us wrong--discovery. You have no enemy but frailty. CAS. Night And silence are loud names compar'd with me. HEAR. I see the tide of fortune rolling in Without resistance. Go, be close and happy. [_Exeunt._ SCENE IV. ANDREW, MEANWELL. AND. Upon my conscience, now he cheated me; I could have never lost it else so strangely. MEAN. What is a paltry cloak to a man of worth? It barr'd men only o' th' sight of your body; Your handsomeness will now appear the better. AND. He was as like our Master Shape as could be; But that he had a patch upon his cheek And a black beard, I should have sworn 'twere he: It was somebody in his clothes, I'm sure. MEAN. Some cunning cheater, upon my life, won His cloak and suit too! AND. There it is for certain, Pyes take him! doth he play for cloaks still? Surely He hath a fly only to win good clothes. _Enter_ SHAPE.