TAY. So I heare, they haue VVater of _Gourdes_, of _Radiſh_, the white _Beanes_, Flowers of _Glaſſe_, of _Thiſtles_, _Roſe-marine_. Raw _Honey_, _Muſtard-ſeed_, and Bread dough-bak’d, 20 The crums o’ bread, _Goats-milke_, and whites of _Egges_, _Campheere_, and _Lilly-roots_, the fat of _Swannes_, Marrow of _Veale_, white _Pidgeons_, and pine-_kernells_, [148] The ſeedes of _Nettles_, _perse’line_, and _hares gall_. _Limons_, thin-skind-- EIT. How, her _Ladiſhip_ has ſtudied 25 Al excellent things! VVIT. But ordinary, _Madame_. No, the true rarities, are th’ _Aluagada_, And _Argentata_ of Queene _Isabella_! TAY. I, what are their _ingredients_, gentle _Madame_? WIT. Your _Allum Scagliola_, or _Pol-dipedra_; 30 And _Zuccarino_; _Turpentine_ of _Abezzo_, Wash’d in nine waters: _Soda di leuante_, Or your _Ferne_ aſhes; _Beniamin di gotta_; _Graſſo di ſerpe_; _Porcelletto marino_; Oyles of _Lentiſco_; _Zucche Mugia_; make 35 The admirable _Verniſh_ for the face, Giues the right luſter; but two drops rub’d on VVith a piece of ſcarlet, makes a _Lady_ of ſixty Looke at ſixteen. But, aboue all, the water Of the white _Hen_, of the _Lady Eſtifanias_! 40 TAY. O, I, that ſame, good _Madame_, I haue heard of: How is it done? VVIT. _Madame_, you take your _Hen_, Plume it, and skin it, cleanſe it o’ the inwards: Then chop it, bones and all: adde to foure ounces Of _Carrauicins_, _Pipitas_, _Sope_ of _Cyprus_, 45 Make the decoction, ſtreine it. Then diſtill it, And keep it in your galley-pot well glidder’d: Three drops preſerues from wrinkles, warts, ſpots, moles, Blemiſh, or Sun-burnings, and keepes the skin _In decimo ſexto_, euer bright, and ſmooth, 50 As any looking-glaſſe; and indeed, is call’d The Virgins milke for the face, _Oglio reale_; A Ceruſe, neyther cold or heat, will hurt; And mixt with oyle of _myrrhe_, and the red _Gilli-flower_ Call’d _Cataputia_; and flowers of _Rouiſtico_; 55 Makes the beſt _muta_, or dye of the whole world. TAY. Deare _Madame_, will you let vs be familiar? WIT. Your _Ladiſhips_ ſeruant. MER. How do you like her. FIT. Admirable! But, yet, I cannot ſee the ring. _Hee is iealous about his_ ring, _and_ Mere-craft _deliuers it._ PVG. Sir. MER. I muſt Deliuer it, or marre all. This foole’s ſo iealous. 60 _Madame_--Sir, weare this ring, and pray you take knowledge, ’Twas ſent you by his wife. And giue her thanks, Doe not you dwindle, Sir, beare vp. PVG. I thanke you, Sir.