LAMB. You observe very well, sweet virgin; for his nativity is his doublet, which is the upper part of his suit; and his name is in's breeches, for that part, which is his name, he defiles many times. SPEED. Your observation is corrupt, sir. Let me show mine own tale. I say, sweet beauty, my name is Speedwell. My godfather, by his bounty (being an old soldier, and having served in the wars as far as Boulogne) therefore called my name Godfrey, a title of large renown.[80] My wealth and wit has added to those the paraphrase of knighthood, so that my name in the full longitude is called Sir Godfrey Speedwell, a name of good experience. JANE. If every quality you have be as large in relation as your name, sir, I should imagine the best of them, rather than hear them reported. SPEED. You say well, sweet modesty; a good imagination is good, and shows your good experience. LAMB. Nay, if names can do any good, I beseech you observe mine. My name is Lambskin, a thing both hot and harmless. JANE. On, sir; I would not interrupt you, because you should be brief. LAMB. My godfather, seeing in my face some notes of disposition, in my cradle did give me the title of Innocent,[81] which I have practised all my lifetime; and since my father's decease, my wealth has purchased me in the vanguard of my name the paraphrase of gentility, so that I am called _Master_ Innocent Lambskin. JANE. In good time: and what trade was your father, sir? LAMB. My father was of an occupation before he was a tradesman; for, as I have observed in my father's and mother's report, they set up together in their youth. My father was a starch-maker, and my mother a laundress; so, being partners, they did occupy[82] long together before they were married; then was I born. JANE. What, before your father was married? LAMB. Truly a little after. I was the first-fruits, as they say. Then did my father change his copy, and set up a brewhouse. JANE. Ay, then came your wealth in, sir. LAMB. Your observation's good. I have carried the tallies[83] at my girdle seven year together with much delight and observation, for I did ever love to deal honestly in the nick. JANE. A very innocent resolution. SPEED. Your experience may see his coarse education; but to the purpose, sweet female. I do love that face of yours. JANE. Sir, if you love nothing but my face, I cannot sell it from the rest. LAMB. You may see his slender observation. Sweet virgin, I do love your lower parts better than your face. SPEED. Sir, you do interrupt and thwart my love. LAMB. Ay, sir, I am your rival, and I will thwart your love; for your love licks at the face, and my love shall be arsy-versy to yours. JANE. I would desire no better wooing of so bad suitors. STEPH. Mistake me not, kind-heart.