Mom. Then is it not substantiall knowledge (as it is in him) but verball, and fantasticall for Omnia in illa ille complexu tenet.
Eug. Why seekes he me then?
Mom. To make you joynt partners with him in all things, and there is but a little partiall difference betwixt you, that hinders that universall joynture: The bignesse of this circle held too neere our eye keepes it from the whole Spheare of the Sun; but could we sustaine it indifferently betwixt us, and it would then without checke of one beame appeare in his fulnes.
Eug. Good Vnckle be content, for now shall I never dreame of contentment.
Mom. I have more then done Lady, and had rather have suffer'd an alteration of my being, then of your Judgment; but (deere Neece) for your own honours sake repaire it instantly.
Enter Hippolyta. Penelope. Iacke. Will.
See heere comes the Ladies; make an Aprill day on't[18], deare love, and bee sodainly cheerefull. God save you, more then faire Ladies, I am glad your come, for my busines will have me gone presently.
Hip. Why my Lord Momford I say? will you goe before Dinner?
Mom. No remedy, sweet Beauties, for which rudnesse I lay my hands thus low for your pardons.
Pen. O Courteous Lo. Momford![19]