Cox. But as quiet a Divell as the woman,
The first day and a half after she's married,
I can by no means indure a terrible one.
Foro. No, no, I'll qualifie him,
He shall not fright you,
It shall be the ghost of some lying Stationer,
A Spirit shall look as if butter would not melt in his
mouth. A new Mercurius Gallo-belgicus.
Cox. O there was a captain was rare at it.
Foro. Ne'er thinke of him,
Though that captain writ a full hand gallop,
And wasted indeed more harmeless paper than
Ever did laxative Physick,
Yet will I make you to out-scribble him,
And set down what you please,
The world shall better believe you.
Cox. Worthy sir I thank you, there's mony.
Foro. A new office
For writing pragmaticall Curranto's.
Pedant. I am a school-master sir,
And would fain conferre with you
About erecting 4 new sects of religion at Amsterdam.
Foro. What the Divell should
New sects of religion doe there?
Pedant. I assure you I would get
A great deal of money by it.
Foro. And what are the 4 new sects
Of religion you would plant there?