then true.
Nou. Nay, a my soule, ’tis so, what fouler obiect in the world, then to see a young faire, handsome beauty, vnhandsomely dighted and incongruently accoutred; or a hopefull [50] Cheualier, vnmethodically appointed, in the externall ornaments of nature? For euen as the Index tels vs the contents of stories, and directs to the particular Chapters, euen so does the outward habit and superficiall order of garments (in man or woman) giue vs a tast of the spirit, and demonstratiuely [55] poynt (as it were a manuall note from the margin) all the internall quality, and habiliment of the soule, and there cannot be a more euident, palpable, grosse manifestation of poore degenerate dunghilly blood, and breeding, then rude, vnpolish’d, disordered and slouenly outside. [60]
Page. An admirable! lecture. Oh all you gallants, that hope to be saued by your cloathes, edify, edify.
Aym. By the Lard, sweet Lard, thou deseru’st a pension o’ the State.
Page. O th’ Taylors, two such Lords were able to spread [65] Taylors ore the face of a whole kingdome.
Nou. Pox a this glasse! it flatters, I could find in my heart to breake it.
Page. O saue the glasse my Lord, and breake their heads, they are the greater flatterers I assure you. [70]
Aym. Flatters, detracts, impayres, yet put it by,
Lest thou deare Lord (Narcissus-like) should doate
Vpon thyselfe, and dye; and rob the world
Of natures copy, that she workes forme by.
Lila. Oh that I were the Infanta Queene of Europe, [75]
Who (but thy selfe sweete Lord) shouldst marry me.
Nou. I marry? were there a Queene oth’ world, not I.
Wedlocke? no padlocke, horselocke, I weare spurrs (He capers.
To keepe it off my heeles; yet my Aymour,
Like a free wanton iennet i’th meddows, [80]
I looke aboute, and neigh, take hedge and ditch,
Feede in my neighbours pastures, picke my choyce
Of all their faire-maind-mares: but married once,
A man is stak’d, or pown’d, and cannot graze
Beyond his owne hedge.