Worthy the Title of my Son-in-Law;
[Ireton, my best of Sons]: he’d Wit and Courage,
And with his Counsels, rais’d our House to Honours,
Which thy impolitick Easiness pulls down:
And whilst you should be gaining Crowns and Kingdoms,
Art poorly couzening of the World with fruitless Prayers.
Fleet. Nay, I’ll warrant you, Madam, when there is any gadly Mischief to be done, I am as forward as the best; but ’tis good to take the Lard along with us in every thing. I profess ingeniously, as I am an honest Man, verily—ne’er stir—I shall act as becomes a good Christian.
Crom. A good Coxcomb.
Do’st thou not see her reverend Highness there,
That Minion now assumes that glorious Title