_Hon._ Either I or the devil shall: The Duke you were speaking of. _Al._ 'Tis well remembred: yes, let him first see you, Appear not openly till he has view'd ye. _Hon._ He's a very noble Prince they say. _Al._ O wondrous gracious; And as you may deliver your self at the first viewing. For look ye, you must bear your self; yet take heed It be so season'd with a sweet humilitie, And grac'd with such a bountie in your beautie-- _Hon._ But I hope he will offer me no ill? _Al._ No, no: 'Tis like he will kiss ye, and play with ye. _Hon._ Play with me, how? _Al._ Why, good Lord, that you are such a fool now! No harm assure your self. _Viol._ Will he play with me too? _Al._ Look babies in your eyes, my prettie sweet one: There's a fine sport: do you know your lodgings yet? _Hon._ I hear of none. _Al._ I do then, they are handsom, Convenient for access. _Viol._ Access? _Al._ Yes little one, For visitation of those friends and Servants, Your beauties shall make choice of: friends and visits: Do not you know those uses? Alas poor novice; There's a close Cowch or two, handsomely placed too. _Viol._ What are those I pray you? _Al._ Who would be troubled with such raw things? they are to lie upon, And your love by ye; and discourse, and toy in. _Viol._ Alas I have no love. _Al._ You must by any means: You'l have a hundred, fear not. _Viol._ Honestie keep me: What shall I doe with all those? _Al._ You'l find uses: Ye are ignorant yet, let time work; you must learn too, To lie handsomly in your bed a mornings, neatly drest In a most curious Wastcoat, to set ye off well, Play with your Bracelets, sing: you must learn to rhime too, And riddle neatly; studie the hardest language, And 'tis no matter whether it be sense, or no, So it go seemlie off. Be sure ye profit In kissing, kissing sweetly: there lies a main point, A key that opens to all practick pleasure; I'le help ye to a friend of mine shall teach ye, And suddenlie: your Country way is fulsome. _Hon._ Have ye schools for all these mysteries? _Al._ O yes, And several hours prefix'd to studie in: Ye may have Kalenders to know the good hour, And when to take a jewel: for the ill too, When to refuse, with observations on 'em; Under what Sign 'tis best meeting in an Arbor, And in what Bower, and hour it works; a thousand, When in a Coach, when in a private lodging, With all their vertues. _Hon._ Have ye studied these? How beastly they become your youth? how bawdily? A woman of your tenderness, a teacher, Teacher of these lewd Arts? of your full beauty? A man made up in lust would loath this in ye: The rankest Leacher, hate such impudence. They say the Devil can assume heavens brightness, And so appear to tempt us: sure thou art no woman. _Al._ I joy to find ye thus. _Hon._ Thou hast no tenderness, No reluctation in thy heart: 'tis mischief.