Enter Widow and Bold like Princox.
Wid. What's o'clock, Princox?
Bold. Bedtime, an't please you, madam.
Wid. Come, undress me. Would God had made me a man!
Bold. Why, madam?
Wid. Because
I would have been in bed as soon as they.
We are so long unpinning and unlacing.
Bold. Yet many of us, madam, are quickly undone sometime: but herein we have the advantage of men, though they can be abed sooner than we, it's a great while, when they are abed, ere they can get up.
Wid. Indeed, if they be well-laid, Princox, one cannot get them up again in haste.
Bold. O God! madam, how mean you that? I hope you know, ill things taken into a gentlewoman's ears are the quick corrupters of maiden modesty. I would be loth to continue in any service unfit for my virgin estate, or where the world should take any notice of light behaviour in the lady I follow; for, madam, the main point of chastity in a lady is to build the rock of a good opinion amongst the people by circumstances, and a fair show she must make. Si non caste, tamen caute, madam; and though wit be a wanton, madam, yet I beseech your ladyship, for your own credit and mine, let the bridle of judgment be always in the chaps of it, to give it head or restrain it, according as time and place shall be convenient.
[Wid.] Precise and learned Princox, dost not thou go to Blackfriars?