STUDIOSO.
Take heart, these lets our clouded thoughts refine;
The sun shines brightest when it 'gins decline.
BURBAGE.
Master Philomusus and Master Studioso, God save you.
KEMP.
Master Philomusus and Master Otioso,[120] well-met.
PHILOMUSUS.
The same to you, good Master Burbage. What, Master Kemp, how doth the
Emperor of Germany?[121]
STUDIOSO. God save you, Master Kemp; welcome, Master Kemp, from dancing the morris over the Alps.
KEMP. Well, you merry knaves, you may come to the honour of it one day. Is it not better to make a fool of the world as I have done, than to be fooled of the world, as you scholars are? But be merry, my lads; you have happened upon the most excellent vocation in the world for money. They come north and south to bring it to our playhouse; and for honours, who of more report than Dick Burbage and Will Kemp? He is not counted a gentleman that knows not Dick Burbage and Will Kemp. There's not a country wench that can dance Sellenger's round,[122] but can talk of Dick Burbage and Will Kemp.
PHILOMUSUS. Indeed, Master Kemp, you are very famous; but that is as well for works in print, as your part in cue.[123]
KEMP.
You are at Cambridge still with size cue, and be lusty humorous poets.
You must untruss; I rode this my last circuit purposely, because I would
be judge of your actions.
BURBAGE. Master Studioso, I pray you, take some part in this book, and act it, that I may see what will fit you best. I think your voice would serve for Hieronimo; observe how I act it, and then imitate me. [He recites.
STUDIOSO.
Who call Hieronimo from his naked bed?
And_, &c.[124]