_Cesar._ Nay Sir, I will instruct you in a way To kill me honorably. _Alber._ That were most strange. _Cesar._ I am turning Pirate, You may be imployed By the Duke to fetch me in; and in a Sea-fight Give me a noble grave. _Alber._ Questionless he's mad: I would give any Doctor A thousand crowns to free him from this sorrow. _Cesar._ Here's the Physitian.----_Shewes a Poniard._ _Alber._ Hold Sir, I did say To free you from the sorrow, not from life. _Cesar._ Why life and sorrow are unseparable. _Alber._ Be comforted _Cesario_, _Mentivole_ Shall not marry _Clarissa_. _Cesar._ No Sir, ere he shall, I'll kill him. _Alb[e]r._ But you forfeit your own life then. _Cesar._ That's worth nothing. _Alber. Cesario_, be thy self, be mine _Cesario_: Make not thy self uncapable of that portion I have full purpose to confer upon thee, By falling into madness: bear thy wrongs With noble patience, the afflicted's friend Which ever in all actions crowns the end. _Ces._ You well awak'd me; nay recover'd me Both to sence and full life, O most noble sir, Though I have lost my fortune, and lost you For a worthy Father: yet I will not lose My former virtue, my integrity Shall not yet forsake me; but as the wild Ivy, Spreads and thrives better in some pittious ruin Of tower, or defac'd Temple, than it does Planted by a new building; so shall I Make my adversity my instrument To winde me up into a full content. _Alber._ 'Tis worthily resolv'd; our first adventure Is to stop the marriage; for thy other losses, Practis'd by a womans malice, but account them Like conjurers winds rais'd to a fearfull blast, And do some mischeif, but do never last. [_Exeunt._ _Enter Forobosco and Clown._ _Clow._ Now sir, will you not acknowledge that I have mightily advanc'd your practice? _Forobos._ 'Tis confest, and I will make thee a great man for't. _Clow._ I take a course to do that my self, for I drink sack in abundance. _Foro._ O my rare rascall! We must remove. _Clow._ Whither? _Foro._ Any whither: _Europe_ is too little to be coz'ned by us, I am ambitious to go to the _East-Indies_, thou and I to ride on our brace of Elephants. _Clow._ And for my part I long to be in _England_ agen; you will never get so much as in _England_, we have shifted many countryes, and many names: but trance the world over you shall never purse up so much gold as when you were in _England_, and call'd your self Doctor _Lambe_-stones. _Foro._ 'Twas an atractive name I confess, women were then my only admirers. _Clow._ And all their visits was either to further their lust, or revenge injuries.