Of keeping all the idolaters of the chamber
Barer to her, than at their prayers!
SUB. Is serv'd
Upon the knee!
FACE. And has her pages, ushers,
Footmen, and coaches --
SUB. Her six mares --
FACE. Nay, eight!
SUB. To hurry her through London, to the Exchange,
Bethlem, the china-houses --
FACE. Yes, and have
The citizens gape at her, and praise her tires,
And my lord's goose-turd bands, that ride with her!
KAS. Most brave! By this hand, you are not my suster,
If you refuse.
DAME P. I will not refuse, brother.
[ENTER SURLY.]
SUR. Que es esto, senores, que no venga?
Esta tardanza me mata!
FACE. It is the count come:
The doctor knew he would be here, by his art.
SUB. En gallanta madama, Don! gallantissima!
SUR. Por todos los dioses, la mas acabada hermosura, que he visto
en mi vida!
FACE. Is't not a gallant language that they speak?
KAS. An admirable language! Is't not French?
FACE. No, Spanish, sir.
KAS. It goes like law-French,
And that, they say, is the courtliest language.
FACE. List, sir.
SUR. El sol ha perdido su lumbre, con el esplandor que trae
esta dama! Valgame dios!
FACE. He admires your sister.
KAS. Must not she make curt'sy?
SUB. Ods will, she must go to him, man, and kiss him!
It is the Spanish fashion, for the women
To make first court.
FACE. 'Tis true he tells you, sir:
His art knows all.
SUR. Porque no se acude?
KAS. He speaks to her, I think.
FACE. That he does, sir.
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