And why not?
Chettle:
’Tis his wit pleases the many.
Shakespeare:
Wit!—when wit buys popularity, honesty shall win fortune, and constancy love: the golden days are long past, I fear. [Turns from Chettle, who goes out, taking Burbage and Selden with him.]
Scene III.
Southampton:
The play was excellent.
Lacy:
A carcanet of diverse colours—of absolute favour.