_Feli._ 'Tis steady and must seem so impregnably fortressed with his own content that no envious thought could ever invade his spirit; never surveying any man so unmeasuredly happy, whom I thought not justly hateful for some true impoverishment; never beholding any favour of Madam Felicity gracing another, which his well-bounded content persuaded not to hang in the front of his own fortune; and therefore as far from envying any man, as he valued all men infinitely distant from accomplished beatitude. These native adjuncts appropriate to me the name of Feliche. But last, good, thy humour. 124 [_Exeunt_ PIERO, ALBERTO, _and_ GALEATZO.[46] _Ant._ 'Tis to be described by signs and tokens. For unless I were possessed with a legion of spirits, 'tis impossible to be made perspicuous by any utterance: for sometimes he must take austere state, as for the person of Galeatzo, the son of the Duke of Florence, and possess his exterior presence with a formal majesty: keep popularity in distance, and on the sudden fling his honour so prodigally into a common arm, that he may seem to give up his indiscretion to the mercy of vulgar censure. Now as solemn as a traveller,[47] and as grave as a Puritan's ruff;[48] with the same breath as slight and scattered in his fashion as a--a--anything; now as sweet and neat as a barber's casting-bottle;[49] straight as slovenly as the yeasty breast of an ale-knight: now lamenting, then chafing, straight laughing, then----. 140 _Feli._ What then? _Ant._ Faith, I know not what; 't had been a right part for Proteus or Gew. Ho! blind Gew[50] would ha' done 't rarely, rarely. _Feli._ I fear it is not possible to limn so many persons in so small a tablet as the compass of our plays afford. _Ant._ Right! therefore I have heard that those persons, as he and you, Feliche, that are but slightly drawn in this comedy, should receive more exact accomplishment in a second part; which, if this obtain gracious acceptance, means to try his fortune. 151 _Feli._ Peace, here comes the Prologue: clear the stage. [_Exeunt._ [35] We have an Induction before _What you Will_ and _The Malcontent_. Ben Jonson was particularly fond of introducing preliminary dialogues, which are usually so tedious that we are fain to exclaim with Cordatus (in the Induction to _Every Man out of his Humour_), "I would they would begin once; this protraction is able to sour the best settled patience in the theatre."