AMO. I never truly relish'd myself before. Give me your ears. Breeches Pythagorical, by reason of their transmigration into several shapes. MOR. Most rare, in sweet troth. Marry this young gentleman, for his well-spoken-- PHA. Ay, why "well-spoken" breeches? ASO. Well-spoken! Marry, well-spoken, because--whatsoever they speak is well-taken; and whatsoever is well-taken is well-spoken. MOR. Excellent! believe me. ASO. Not so, ladies, neither. HED. But why breeches, now? PHA. Breeches, "quasi" bear-riches; when a gallant bears all his riches in his breeches. AMO. Most fortunately etymologised. PHA. 'Nay, we have another sport afore this, of A thing done, and who did it, etc. PHI. Ay, good Phantaste, let's have that: distribute the places. PHA. Why, I imagine, A thing done; Hedon thinks, who did it; Moria, with what it was done; Anaides, where it was done; Argurion, when it was done; Amorphus, for what cause was it done; you, Philautia, what followed upon the doing of it; and this gentleman, who would have done it better. What? is it conceived about? ALL. Yes, yes. PHA. Then speak you, sir. "Who would have done it better?" ASO. How! does it begin at me? PHA. Yes, sir: this play is called the Crab, it goes backward. ASO. May I not name myself? PHI. If you please, sir, and dare abide the venture of it. ASO. Then I would have done it better, whatever it is. PHA. No doubt on't, sir: a good confidence. "What followed upon the act," Philautia? PHI. A few heat drops, and a month's mirth. PHA. "For what cause," Amorphus? AMO. For the delight of ladies. PHA. "When," Argurion? ARG. Last progress. PHA. "Where," Anaides? ANA. Why, in a pair of pain'd slops. PHA. "With what," Moria? MOR. With a glyster. PHA. "Who," Hedon? HED. A traveller. PHA. Then the thing done was, "An oration was made." Rehearse. An oration was made-- HED. By a traveller-- MOR. With a glyster-- ANA. In a pair of pain'd slops-- ARG. Last progress-- AMO. For the delight of ladies-- PHI. A few heat drops, and a month's mirth followed. PHA. And, this silent gentleman would have done it better. ASO. This was not so good, now. PHI. In good faith, these unhappy pages would be whipp'd for staying thus. MOR. Beshrew my hand and my heart else. AMO. I do wonder at their protraction. ANA. Pray Venus my whore have not discover'd herself to the rascally boys, and that be the cause of their stay. ASO. I must suit myself with another page: this idle Prosaites will never be brought to wait well. MOR. Sir, I have a kinsman I could willingly wish to your service, if you will deign to accept of him. ASO. And I shall be glad, most sweet lady, to embrace him: Where is he?