[Int. Your Lordships Servant.] [Exit Intelligencer and Servingman.
Laz. Will it please your [worship walke]?
Count. Sir I was coming, I will overtake you.
Laz. I will attend you over against the Lord Gonderinoes house.
Count. You shall not attend there long.
Laz. Thither must I to see my Loves face, the chaste
Virgin head
Of a dear Fish, yet pure and undeflowred,
Not known of man no rough bred countrey hand,
Hath once toucht thee, no Pandars withered paw,
Nor an un-napkin'd Lawyers greasie fist,
Hath once slubbered thee: no Ladies supple hand,
Wash'd o'er with Urine, hath yet seiz'd on thee
With her two nimble talents: no Court hand,
Whom his own natural filth, or change of air,
Hath bedeck'd with scabs, hath marr'd thy whiter grace:
Oh let it be thought lawful then for me,
To crop the flower of thy Virginity. [Exit Lazarello.
Count. This day I am for fools, I am all theirs,
Though like to our young wanton cocker'd heirs,
Who do affect those men above the rest,
In whose base company they still are best:
I do not with much labour strive to be
The wisest ever in the company:
But for a fool, our wisdom oft amends,
As enemies do teach us more than friends. [Exit Count.
Actus Secundus. Scæna Prima.
Enter Gondarino and his servants.