The Laws of Candy Part 7

Gaspero:

I must leave you then, But my best wishes shall remain with you.

[Exit.

Gonzalo:

Still I must thank you.

This is the most pa.s.sionate, Most pitifull Prince, Who in the Caldron of affections, Looks as he had been par-boy'ld.

Philander:

If I offend with too much loving you, It is a fault that I must still commit, To make your mercy s.h.i.+ne the more on me.

Erota:

You are the self-same creature you condemn, Or else you durst not follow me with hope That I can pity you, who am so far From granting any comfort in this kind, That you and all men else shall perish first: I will live free and single, till I find Something above a man to equal me; Put all your brave _Heroes_ into one, Your Kings and Emperours, and let him come In person of a man, and I should scorn him: Must, and will scorn him.

The G.o.d of love himself hath lost his eyes, His Bow and Torch extinguish'd, and the Poets That made him first a G.o.d, have lost their fire 253] Since I appear'd, and from my eyes must steal it.

This I dare speak; and let me see the man, Now I have spoke it, that doth, dare deny; Nay, not believe it.

Mochingo:

He is mad that does not.

Erota:

Have not all the nations of the Earth heard of me?

Most come to see me, and seeing me, return'd Full of my praises? teaching their Chroniclers To make their Stories perfect? for where the name, Merely the word of fair _Erota_ stands, It is a lasting History to time, Begetting admiration in the men, And in my own s.e.x envie: which glorie's lost, When I shall stick my beautie in a cloud, And clearly s.h.i.+ne through it.

Gonzalo:

This woman's in the alt.i.tudes, and he must be A good Astrologer shall know her Zodiack.

Philander:

For any man to think Himself an able purchaser of you, But in the bargain there must be declar'd Infinite bounty: otherwise I vow, By all that's excellent and gracious in you, I would untenant every hope lodg'd in me, And yield my self up loves, or your own Martyr.

Erota:

So you shall please us.

Philander:

O you cannot be So heavenly, and so absolute in all things, And yet retain such cruel tyranny.

Erota:

I can, I do, I will.

Gonzalo:

She is in her Moods, and her Tenses: I'le Grammer with you, And make a trial how I can decline you: By your leave (great Lady.)

Erota:

What are you?

Gonzalo:

A man, a good man, that's a wealthy; A Proper man, and a proud man too; one That understands himself, and knows, unless It be your self, no woman on the Universe deserves him.

Nay, Lady, I must tell you too withal, I may make doubt of that, unless you paint 254] With better judgement next day than on this; For (plain I must be with you) 'tis a dull Fucus.

Erota:

Knows any one here what this fellow is?

Attendants:

He is of _Venice_ (Madam) a great Magnifico, And gracious with the Senate.

Erota:

Let him keep then among them; what makes he here?

Here's state enough where I am: here's a do-- You, tell him, if he have ought with us, let him Look lower, and give it in Pet.i.tion.

Mochingo:

Mighty Magnifico, my Mistris bid me tell you, If you have ought with her, you must look lower, And yield it in Pet.i.tion.

Gonzalo:

Here is for thee a Ducket.

Mochingo:

You say well Sir, take your own course.

Gonzalo:

I will not grace you (Lady) so much as take you by the hand; But when I shall vouchsafe to touch your lip, It shall be through your Court a holy-day Proclaimed for so high favour.

Erota:

This is some Great mans Jester: Sirrah, begon, here is No place to fool in.

Gonzalo:

Where are the fools you talk of?

I do keep two.