_Herc._ To be urged to speak, and then, if inward ability answer not outward seeming, to be committed instantly to the ship of fools during great Cupid's pleasure.--My Lord Granuffo, to the bar! Speak, speak; is not this law just? _Gra._ Just, sure; for in good truth or in good sooth, When wise men speak, they still must open their mouth. _Herc._ The brazen head has spoken. _Don._ Thou art arrested. _Gra._ Me? _Herc._ And judg'd: away! [_Exit_ GRANUFFO. _Gon._ Thus silence, with grave looks, with hums and haws, 391 Makes many worshipp'd, when if tried they're daws; That's the morality or _l'envoy_ of it-- _L'envoy_ of it. On. _Herc._ _An act against privy conspiracies, by which, if any with ambitions wisdom shall hope and strive to outstrip Love, to cross his words, and make frustrate his sweet pleasure,--if such a presumptuous wisdom fall to nothing, and die in laughter, the wizard so transgressing is_ ipso facto _adjudged to offend in most deep treason, to forfeit all his wit at the will of the lord, and be instantly committed to the ship of fools for ever_. 401 _Gon._ Ay, marry, sir! O might OEdipus riddle me out such a fellow! Of all creatures breathing, I do hate those things that struggle to seem wise, and yet are indeed very fools. I remember, when I was a young man, in my father's days, there were four gallant spirits, for resolution, as proper for body, as witty in discourse, as any were in Europe, nay, Europe had not such; I was one of them. We four did all love one lady,--a modest, chaste virgin she was; we all enjoy'd her, I well remember, and so enjoy'd her that, despite the strictest guard was set upon her, we had her at our pleasure: I speak it for her honour and my credit. Where shall you find such witty fellows nowadays? Alas! how easy it is, in these weaker times, to cross love-tricks. Ha! ha! ha! Alas! I smile to think I must confess, with some glory[292] to mine own wisdom, to think how I found out, and crossed, and curb'd, and jerk'd, and firk'd, and in the end made desperate Tiberio's hope. Alas! good silly youth, that dares to cope with age and such a beard. I speak it without glory. 421 _Herc._ But what yet might your well-known wisdom think, If such a one, as being most severe, A most protested opposite to the match Of two young lovers,--who having barr'd them speech, All interviews, all messages, all means, To plot their wishèd ends,--even he himself Was, by their cunning, made the go-between, The only messenger, the token-carrier, Told them the times when they might fitly meet, 430 Nay, show'd the way to one another's bed?