Nea. You all contemplate;
For three such wretched pictures of lean famine
I never saw together.
Unc. We have fat minds, Sir,
And travell'd to save charges. Do you think
'Twas fit a young and hopeful Gentleman
Should be brought up a glutton? he's my Ward,
Nor was there ever where I bore the bag
Any superfluous waste.
Era. Pray you can it speak?
Tut. He knows all Languages, but will use none,
They are all too big for his mouth, or else too little
T' express his great conceits: and yet of late
With some impulsion he hath set down
In a strange method by the way of question,
And briefly to all business whatsoever
That may concern a Gentleman.
Nea. Good Sir, let's hear him.
Tut. Come on, Sir.
Nea. They have taught him like an Ape,
To do his tricks by signs: now he begins.
Onos. When shall we be drunk together?
Tut. That's the first.
Onos. Where shall we whore to night?