Enter Pippo.
Pip. My Simplicias master—
Lam. Your master Simplicius.
Pip. Has come to you to sent—
Lam. Has sent to me to come.
Pip. Ha! ha! has bought me a fine dagger, and a hat and a feather! I can say As in presenti now!
Company of Boys within. Quadratus, Quadratus, away! away!
Quad.[466] We come, sweet gallants; and grumbling hate lie still,
And turn fantastic! He that climbs a hill 220
Must wheel about; the ladder to account
Is sly dissemblance: he that means to mount
Must lie all level in the prospective
Of eager-sighted greatness. Thou wouldst thrive:
The Venice state is young, loose, and unknit,
Can relish naught but luscious vanities.
Go, fit his tooth. O glavering flattery!
How potent art thou! Front, look brisk and sleek.—
That such base dirt as you should dare to reek
In princes’ nostrils!—Well, my scene is long. 230
All within. Quadratus!