To be some poet. Have you given my lord[165]
Some pamphlet?
Buss. Pamphlet!
Maff. Pamphlet, sir, I say.
Buss. Did your great masters goodnesse leave the good,
That is to passe your charge to my poore use,
To your discretion?
Maff. Though he did not, sir,
I hope 'tis no rude office to aske reason[170]