_Mer._ There your Books fail ye Sir, in truth I wear no socks. _Pand._ I would you had, Sir, it were the sweeter grace for your legs; get on your Gloves, are they perfum'd? _Mer._ A pretty wash I'll assure you. _Pand._ 'Twill serve: your offers must be full of bounty, Velvets to furnish a Gown, Silks for Peticoats and Foreparts, Shag for lining; forget not some pretty Jewel to fasten, after some little compliment: if she deny this courtesie, double your bounties, be not wanting in abundance, fulness of gifts, link'd with a pleasing tongue, will win an Anchorite. Sir, ye are my friend, and friend to all that professes good Letters; I must not use this office else, it fits not for a Scholar, and a Gentleman: those stockin[g]s are of _Naples_, they are silk? _Mer._ Ye are again beside your Text, Sir, they're of the best of Wooll, and [they cleeped] Jersey. _Pan._ Sure they are very dear. _Mer._ Nine shillings, by my love to learning. _Pan._ Pardon my judgement, we Scholars use no other objects, but our Books. _Mer._ There is one thing entomb'd in that grave breast, that makes me equally admire it with your Scholarship. _Pand._ Sir; but that in modesty I am bound not to affect mine own commendation, I would enquire it of you. _Merc._ Sure you are very honest; and yet ye have a kind of modest fear to shew it: do not deny it, that face of yours is a worthy, learned modest face. _Pand._ Sir, I can blush. _Mer._ Virtue and grace are always pair'd together: but I will leave to stirr your bloud Sir, and now to our business. _Pand._ Forget not my instructions. _Mer._ I apprehend ye Sir, I will gather my self together with my best phrases, and so I shall discourse in some sort takingly. _Pand._ This was well worded Sir, and like a Scholar. _Mer._ The Muses favour me as my intents are virtuous; Sir, ye shall be my Tutor, 'tis never too late Sir, to love Learning. When I can once speak true Latine-- _Pand._ What do you intend Sir? _Mer._ Marry I will then begger all your bawdy Writers, and undertake, at the peril of my own invention, all Pageants, Poesies for Chimneys, Speeches for the Dukes entertainment, whensoever and whatsoever; nay I will build, at mine own charge, an Hospital, to which shall retire all diseased opinions, all broken Poets, all Prose-men that are fall'n from small sence, to meer Letters; and it shall be lawful for a Lawyer, if he be a civil man, though he have undone others and himself by the language, to retire to this poor life, and learn to be honest. _Pand._ Sir, ye are very good, and very charitable: ye are a true pattern for the City Sir. _Merc._ Sir, I doe know sufficiently, their Shop-books cannot save them, there is a farther end-- _Pand._ Oh Sir, much may be done by manuscript.