_Re-enter_ FREEVILL, _and seems to overhear_ MALHEUREUX. _Mal._ Is she unchaste--can such a one be damn'd? O love and beauty! ye two eldest seeds Of the vast chaos, what strong right you have Even in things divine--our very souls! _Free._ [_aside._] Wha, ha, ho! come, bird, come. Stand, peace! _Mal._ Are strumpets then such things so delicate? Can custom spoil what nature made so good? 240 Or is their custom bad? Beauty's for use-- I never saw a sweet face vicious! It might be proud, inconstant, wanton, nice, But never tainted with unnatural vice. Their worst is, their best art is love to win-- O that to love should be or shame, or sin! _Free._ [_aside._] By the Lord! he's caught! Laughter eternal! _Mal._ Soul, I must love her! Destiny is weak To my affection.--A common love!-- Blush not, faint breast! 250 That which is ever loved of most is best. Let colder eld the strong'st objections move, No love's without some lust, no life without some love. _Free._ Nay, come on, good sir; what, though the most odious spectacle the world can present be an immodest vulgar woman? yet, sir, for my sake---- _Mal._ Well, sir, for your sake, I'll think better of them. _Free._ Do, good sir; and pardon me that have brought you in: You know the sight of vice augments the hate of sin. _Mal._ Hah! will you go home, sir; 'tis high bedtime? 260 _Free._ With all my heart, sir; only do not chide me. I must confess---- _Mal._ A wanton lover you have been. _Free._ O that to love should be or shame or sin! _Mal._ Say ye? _Free._ Let colder eld the strongest objections move! _Mal._ How's this? _Free._ No love's without some lust, no life without some love. Go your ways for an apostata! I believe my cast garment must be let out in the seams for you when all is done. 270 Of all the fools that would all man out-thrust, He that 'gainst Nature would seem wise is worst. [_Exeunt._ [15] Cf. Middleton, iv. 246. [16] Cant term for a bawd. [17] "_Encherisseur._ A high bidder or out-bidder of others; a raiser or _enhancer_ of the price of things," &c.--_Cotgrave._ [18] Old eds. "lotinus." [19] "Diet-drink"--medicine prescribed for a patient who was _taking diet_ (_i.e._, being treated for the pox). [20] Ed. 2. "giddy youth, and unsetled." [21] It appears from many passages in old writers that bawds were accustomed to wear rings with death's heads on them. Cf. Dekker and Webster's _Northward Ho_, iv. 1:--"And as if I were a bawd no ring pleases me but a death's head." [22] Turnmill Street, the headquarters of Elizabethan whores, was situated in Clerkenwell. [23] _i.e._, is in ambush.