Bell. Physicke, that tumbling in your belly, will make you sicke ith’ stomacke: the onely distinction betwixt a husband and a seruant is: the first will lye with you, when he please; the last shall lye with you when you please. Pray tell me, [50] Lady, do you loue, to marry after, or would you marry, to loue after.
Beau. I would meete loue and marriage both at once.
Bell. Why then you are out of the fashion, and wilbe contemn’d; for (Ile assure you) there are few women i’th world, [55] but either they haue married first, and loue after, or loue first, and marryed after: you must do as you may, not as you would: your fathers will is the Goale you must fly to: if a husband approach you, you would haue further off, is he your loue? the lesse neere you. A husband in these days is but a [60] cloake to bee oftner layde vpon your bed, then in your bed.
Baum. Humpe.
Bell. Sometimes you may weare him on your shoulder, now and then vnder your arme: but seldome or neuer let him [65] couer you: for ’tis not the fashion.
Enter y. Nouall, Pontalier, Malotin, Lilladam, Aymer.
Nou. Best day to natures curiosity,
Starre of Dijum, the lustre of all France,
Perpetuall spring dwell on thy rosy cheekes,
Whose breath is perfume to our Continent, [70]
See Flora turn’d in her varieties.
Bell. Oh diuine Lord!
Nou. No autumne, nor no age euer approach
This heauenly piece, which nature hauing wrought,
She lost her needle and did then despaire, [75]
Euer to work so liuely and so faire.
Lilad. Vds light, my Lord one of the purles of your band is (without all discipline falne) out of his ranke.