_Ver._ Save ye together, my sweet Gentlemen, I have been looking-- _Ter._ Not for Money, Sir? You know the hard time. _Ver._ Pardon me sweet (_Signior_) Good faith the least thought in my heart, your love Gentlemen, Your love's enough for me: Money? hang money: Let me preserve your love. _Lis._ Yes marry shall ye, And we our credit, you would see the Court? _Mon._ He shall see every place. _Ver._ Shall I i'faith Gentlemen? _Ped._ The Cellar, and the Buttry, and the Kitchin, The Pastry, and the Pantry. _Ter._ I, and taste too Of every Office: and be free of all too: That he may say when he comes home in glory. _Ver._ And I will say, i'faith, and say it openly, And say it home too: Shall I see the King also? _Lis._ Shalt see him every day: shalt see the Ladies In their _French_ clothes: shalt ride a hunting with him, Shalt have a Mistriss too: we must fool handsomely To keep him in belief, we honor him, He may call on us else. _Ped._ A pox upon him. Let him call at home in's own house for salt butter. _Ver._ And when the King puts on a new suit. _Ter._ Thou shalt see it first, And desect his doublets: that thou maist be perfect. _Ver._ The Wardrobe I would fain view, Gentlemen, Fain come to see the Wardrobe. _Lis._ Thou shalt see it, And see the secret of it, dive into it: Sleep in the Wardrobe, and have Revelations Of fashions five years hence. _Ver._ Ye honor me. Ye infinitely honor me. _Ter._ Any thing i' th' Court, Sir, Or within the compass of a Courtier. _Ver._ My wife shall give ye thanks. _Ter._ You shall see any thing. The privat[st] place, the stool, and where 'tis emptied. _Ver._ Ye make me blush, ye pour your bounties, Gentlemen, In such abundance. _Lis._ I will shew thee presently The order that the King keeps when he comes To open view, that thou may'st tell thy neighbors Over a shoulder of mutton, thou hast seen something, Nay, thou shalt present the King for this time. _Ver._ Nay, I pray Sir. _Lis._ That thou maist know what State there does belong to it; Stand there I say, and put on a sad countenance, Mingled with height: be cover'd, and reserved; Move like the Sun, by soft degrees, and glorious, Into your order (Gentlemen) uncover'd, The King appears; We'll sport with you a while, Sir, I am sure you are merry with us all the year long (Tailor) Move softer still, keep in that fencing leg; _Monsieur_, Turn to no side. _Enter_ Franio _out of breath_. _Ter._ What's this that appears to him? _Lis._ 'Has a petition, and he looks most lamentably, Mistake him, and we are made. _Fra._ This is the King sure, The glorious King, I know him by his gay clothes. _Lis._ Now bear your self that you may say hereafter.