Booby. Harke you sir, harke you. First know I have here the flurting feather, and have given the parish the start for the long stocke.[1060] Nowe sir, if it bee no more but running through a little lightning and thunder, and riddle me, riddle me, what's this,[1061] Ile 255 have the wench from the Conjurer if he were ten Conjurers.
Huan. I have abandoned the court and honourable company, to doo my devoyre against this sore sorcerer and mighty magitian: if this Ladie be so faire as she is said to bee, she is mine, she is mine. Meus, mea, meum, in contemptum omnium grammaticorum. 260
Booby. O falsum Latinum! the faire maide is minum, cum apurtinantibus gibletes and all.
Huan. If shee bee mine, as I assure my selfe the heavens will doo somewhat to reward my worthines, shee shall bee allied to none of the meanest gods, but bee invested in the most famous 265 stocke of Huanebango Polimackeroeplacidus, my grandfather, my father Pergopolyneo, my mother Dyonora de Sardynya, famouslie descended.
Booby. Doo you heare, sir, had not you a cosen, that was called Gustecerydis? 270
Huan. Indeede I had a cosen, that sometime followed the court infortunately, and his name Bustegustecerydis.
Booby. O Lord I know him well; hee is the[1062] knight of the neates feete.
Huan. O he lov'd no capon better. He hath oftentimes deceived 275 his boy of his dinner; that was his fault, good Bustegustecerydis.
Booby. Come, shall we goe along?[1063] Soft, here is an olde man at the Crosse; let us aske him the way thither. Ho, you Gaffer, I pray you tell where the wise man the Conjurer dwells.
Huan. Where that earthly Goddesse keepeth hir abode, the 280 commander of my thougts, and faire Mistres of my heart.