_Sim._ I shall so ravish her with my courtship; I have such variety of discourse, such copy[548] of phrase to begin, as this:--Sweet lady, Ulysses' dog, after his master's ten years' travel--I shall so tickle her: or thus,--Pure beauty, there is a stone[549]---- 111 _Slip._ Two stones, man. _Sim._ Call'd--'tis no matter what. I ha' the eloquence; I am not to seek, I warrant you. _The cornet is winded. Enter_ PIPPO, BIDET; Pippo _attired like a merchant's wife, and_ BIDET _like a fool_. Sweet lady, Ulysses' dog, there's a stone called---- O Lord! what shall I say? _Slip._ Is all your eloquence come to this? _Sim._ The glorious radiant of your glimmering eyes, your glittering beauties blind my wit, and dazzle my---- _Pip._ I'll put on my mask, and please you; pray you, wink, pray you. 121 _Bid._ O fine man! my mistress loves you best. I dreamt you ga' me this sword and dagger. I love your hat and feather, O---- _Sim._ Do not cry, man; do not cry, man: thou shalt ha' them. Ay, and they were---- _Bid._ O, that purse, with all the white pence in it! Fine man! I love you! Give you the fine red pence soon at night? He! I thank you: where's the fool now? 130 _Sim._ He has all my money; I have to keep myself, and---- _Slip._ Poght! _Pip._ Sir, the fool shall lead you to my house; the fool shall not. At night I expect you: till then, take this seal of my affection. _Qua._ [_within_]. What, Simplicius! _Sim._ I come, Quadratus. Gentlemen, as yet I can but thank you; but I must be trusted for my ordinary soon at night: or stay, I'll--The fool has unfurnish'd me; but 'twill come again, good bye. 141 _Qua._ [_within_]. What, ho! Simplicius! _Sim._ Good bye, good boys. I come, I come, good bye,[550] good boys. [_Exit._ _Bid._ The fool shall wait on thee. Now, do I merit to be yclept, _Bosphoros Carmelydon Honorificacuminos Bidet_? Who, who has any square dice? _Pip._ Marry, sir, that have I. _Bid._ Thou shalt lose thy share for it in our purchase.[551] _Pip._ I pray you now, pray you now. 150 _Bid._ Sooner the whistle[552] of a mariner Shall sleek the rough curbs of the ocean back.-- Now speak I like myself: thou shalt lose thy share. _Enter_ Quadratus, LAVERDURE, _and_ CELIA; SIMPLICIUS, MELETZA, Lyzabetta, LUCIA, _and_ LAMPATHO. _Pip._ Ha! take all, then. Ha! _Qua._ Without cloak, or hat, or rapier? Fie! _Sim._ God's me! Look yonder. Who gave you these things? _Bid._ Mistress Perpetuana's fool.