Cam. Indeed, I am studying alchymy.
Flam. Thou shalt lie in a bed stuffed with turtles' feathers; swoon in perfumed linen, like the fellow was smothered in roses. So perfect shall be thy happiness, that, as men at sea think land and trees and ships go that way they go, so both Heaven and earth shall seem to go your voyage. Shall't meet him; 'tis fixed with nails of diamonds to inevitable necessity.
Vit. Cor. How shall's rid him hence?
Flam. I will put the breeze in's tail,—set him gadding presently.—[To Camillo] I have almost wrought her to it, I find her coming: but, might I advise you now, for this night I would not lie with her; I would cross her humour to make her more humble.
Cam. Shall I, shall I?
Flam. It will show in you a supremacy of judgment.
Cam. True, and a mind differing from the tumultuary opinion; for, quæ negata, grata.
Flam. Right: you are the adamant[30] shall draw her to you, though you keep distance off.
Cam. A philosophical reason.
Flam. Walk by her o' the nobleman's fashion, and tell her you will lie with her at the end of the progress.[31]