And though I weep i'th' Pulpit for my Brother,
Yet (_Diego_) here I laugh.
_Die_.
The cause requires it.
_Lop_.
Since people left to die I am dunce, _Diego_.
_Die_. 'Tis a strange thing, I have forgot to dig too.
_Lea_.
A pretious pair of youths! I must make toward'em.
_Lop_.
Who's that? look it seems he would speak to us.
I hope a Marriage, or some Will to make, _Diego_.
_Die_.
My friend your business?
_Lea_.
'Tis to that grave Gentleman;
Bless your good learning, Sir.
_Lop_.
And bless you also,
He bears a promising face, there's some hope toward.
_Lea_.
I have a Letter to your worship.
_Lop_.
Well Sir,
From whence I pray you?
_Lea_.
From _Nova Hispania_, Sir,
And from an ancient friend of yours.
_Lop_.
'Tis well, Sir,
'Tis very well: the devil a-one I know there.
_Die_.
Take heed of a Snap, Sir, h'as a cozening countenance
do not like his way.
_Lop_.
Let him goe forward.
_Cantabit vacuus_, They that have nothing fear nothing,
All I have to lose, _Diego_, is my learning,
And when he has gotten that, he may put it in a Nut shell.
LETTER READ.
_Signior Lopez, Since my arrival from_ Cordova _to these parts,
I have written divers Letters unto you, but as yet received no
Answer of any_ (Good and very good) _And although so great a
forgetfulness might cause a want in my due correspondence, yet the
desire I have still to serve you must more prevail with me_ (Better
and better: the devil a man know I yet) _and therefore with the
present occasion offered I am willing to crave a continuance of the
favours, which I have heretofore received from you, and do recommend
my Son_ Leandro _the Bearer to you with request that he may
be admitted in that Universitie till such time as I shall arrive at
home; his studies he will make you acquainted withall; This kindness
shall supply the want of your slackness: And so heaven keep you.
Yours_
Alonzo Tiveria.
_Alonzo Tiveria_, very well,
A very ancient friend of mine, I take it,
For till this hour I never heard his name yet.
_Lea_.
You look, Sir, as if ye had forgot my Father.
_Lop_.
No, no, I look, as I would remember him,
For that I never remembred, I cannot forget, Sir,
_Alonzo Tiveria_?
_Lea_.
The same, Sir.
_Lop_.
And now i'th' _Indies_?
_Lea_.
Yes.
_Lop_.
He may be any where,
For ought that I consider.
_Lea_.
Think again, Sir,
You were Students both at one time in _Salamanca_,
And, as I take it, Chamber-fellows.
_Lop_.
Ha?
_Lea_.
Nay, sure you must remember.
_Lop_.
Would I could.
_Lea_.
I have heard him say, you were Gossips too.
_Lop_.
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