Lovel. The work of London artists, which our host has provided in honor of this day.
2nd Gent. 'Sdeath, who would part with his wine for a rocket?
Lovel. Why truly, gentlemen, as our kind host has been at the pains to provide this spectacle, we can do no less than be present at it. It will not take up much time. Every man may return fresh and thirsting to his liquor.
3rd Gent. There's reason in what he says.
2d Gent. Charge on then, bottle in hand. There's husbandry in that.
[They go out, singing. Only LOVEL remains, who observes WOODVIL.
John (still talking to himself).
This Lovel here's of a tough honesty,
Would put the rack to the proof. He is not of that sort
Which haunt my house, snorting the liquors,