English drama -- 17th century; English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700
_Sea._ I tell thee, gold is more plentiful there than
copper is with us; and for as much red copper as I can
bring, I'll have thrice the weight in gold. Why, man,
all their dripping-pans and their chamber-pots are pure
gold; and all the chains with which they chain up their
streets are massy gold; all the prisoners they take are
fettered in gold; and for rubies and diamonds, they go
forth on holidays and gather 'hem by the seashore, to
hang on their children's coats, and stick in their caps,
as commonly as our children wear saffron-gilt brooches
and groats with holes in 'hem. 36
_Sca._ And is it a pleasant country withal?
_Sea._ As ever the sun shined on; temperate and full
of all sorts of excellent viands: wild boar is as common
there as our tamest bacon is here; venison as mutton.
And then you shall live freely there, without sergeants,
or courtiers, or lawyers, or intelligencers, only[67] a few
industrious Scots, perhaps, who indeed are dispersed
over the face of the whole earth. But as for them, there
are no greater friends to Englishmen and England,
when they are out on't, in the world, than they are.
And for my part, I would a hundred thousand of 'hem
were there, for we are all one countrymen now, ye
know, and we should find ten times more comfort of
them there than we do here. Then for your means to
advancement, there it is simple, and not preposterously
mixed. You may be an alderman there, and never be
scavenger: you may be a nobleman, and never be a
slave. You may come to preferment enough, and never
be a pander; to riches and fortune enough, and have
never the more villainy nor the less wit. Besides,[68] there
we shall have no more law than conscience, and not too
much of either; serve God enough, eat and drink enough,
and enough is as good as a feast. 59
_Sp._ God's me! and how far is it thither?
_Sea._ Some six weeks' sail, no more, with any indifferent
good wind. And if I get to any part of the
coast of Africa, I'll sail thither with any wind; or when
I come to Cape Finisterre, there's a foreright wind
continually wafts us till we come at Virginia. See, our
colonel's come. 66
_Enter_ Sir PETRONEL _with his followers_.
_Pe._ Well met, good Captain Seagull, and my noble
gentlemen! Now the sweet hour of our freedom is at
hand. Come, drawer, fill us some carouses, and prepare
us for the mirth that will be occasioned presently. Here
will be a pretty wench, gentlemen, that will bear us
company all our voyage.
_Sea._ Whatsoever she be, here's to her health, noble
colonel, both with cap and knee.
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