_Ros._ What was thy thought, good servant? _Bal._ Marry forsooth, how many strike of pease would feed a hog fat against Christtide. _Ros._ Paugh! [_she spits_] servant,[89] rub out my rheum, it soils the presence. _Cast._ By my wealthiest thought, you grace my shoe with an unmeasured honour: I will preserve the sole of it, as a most sacred relic for this service. 92 _Ros._ I'll spit in thy mouth, and thou wilt, to grace thee. _Feli._ [_Aside._] O that the stomach of this queasy age Digests, or brooks such raw unseasoned gobs, And vomits not them forth! O! slavish sots! Servant, quoth you? faugh! if a dog should crave And beg her service, he should have it straight: She'd give him favours too, to lick her feet, Or fetch her fan, or some such drudgery: 100 A good dog's office, which these amorists Triumph of: 'tis rare, well give her more ass, More sot, as long as dropping of her nose Is sworn rich pearl by such low slaves as those. _Ros._ Flavia, attend me to attire me. [_Exeunt_ ROSSALINE _and_ FLAVIA. _Bal._ In sad good earnest, sir, you have touched the very bare of naked truth; my silk stocking hath a good gloss, and I thank my planets, my leg is not altogether unpropitiously shaped. There's a word: unpropitiously? I think I shall speak unpropitiously as well as any courtier in Italy. 111 _Foro._ So help me your sweet bounty, you have the most graceful presence, applausive elecuty, amazing volubility, polish'd adornation, delicious affability. _Feli._ Whoop: fut, how he tickles yon trout under the gills! you shall see him take him by and by with groping flattery. _Foro._ That ever ravish'd the ear of wonder. By your sweet self, than whom I know not a more exquisite, illustrate, accomplished, pure, respected, adored, observed, precious, real,[90] magnanimous, bounteous--if you have an idle rich cast jerkin, or so, it shall not be cast away, if--ha! here's a forehead, an eye, a head, a hair, that would make a--: or if you have any spare pair of silver spurs, I'll do you as much right in all kind offices-- _Feli._ [_Aside._] Of a kind parasite. _Foro._ As any of my mean fortunes shall be able to. _Bal._ As I am true Christian now, thou hast won the spurs. _Feli._ [_Aside._] For flattery. 130 O how I hate that same Egyptian louse, A rotten maggot, that lives by stinking filth Of tainted spirits! vengeance to such dogs, That sprout by gnawing senseless carrion! _Enter_ ALBERTO. _Alb._ Gallants, saw you my mistress, the lady Rossaline? _Foro._ My mistress, the lady Rossaline, left the presence even now. _Cast._ My mistress, the lady Rossaline, withdrew her gracious aspect even now.