L. Rui. As plain a cozenage as can be, faith.
Witty. Father, I come again, and again when this is
Past too, Father, one will beget another;
I'd be loath to leave your posterity barren,
You were best [to] come to composition Father,
Two hundred pieces yearly allow me yet,
It will [be] cheaper (Father) than my wit,
For I will cheat none but you, dear Father. [Exeunt.
Actus Tertius. Scæna Prima.
Enter Old Knight, and Sir Gregory.
Old K.
Why now you take the course Sir Gregory Fop:
I could enforce her, and I list, but love
That's gently won, is a man's own for ever,
Have you prepar'd good Musick?
Sir Gr. As fine a noise, Uncle, as heart can wish.
O[l]d K. Why that's done like a Suitor,
They must be woo'd a hundred several ways,
Before you obtain the right way in a woman,
'Tis an odd creature, full of creeks and windings.
The Serpent has not more; for sh'as all his,
And then her own beside came in by her mother.
Sir Gr. A fearful portion for a man to venture on.
Old K. But the way found once by the wits of men,
There is no creature lies so tame agen.