CORNEGO The devil lies sick of the mulligrubs.<43>
BALTHAZAR Or the Cony is dub'd, and three sheepskins ...
BALTHAZAR Shall make the fox a night-cap.
CORNEGO So the goose talks French to the buzzard.
BALTHAZAR But, Sir, if evil days jostle our prognostication to the wall, then say there's a fire in a whore-masters cod-piece.
CORNEGO And a poisoned bag-pudding in Tom Thumb's belly.
BALTHAZAR The first cut be thine. Farewell.
CORNEGO Not a coranta <44> neither, though it were sealed with butter, <45> and yet I know where they both lie passing well.
LOPEZ The King sends round about the court to seek you.
I'st done? Hast drawn thy two-edged sword out yet?
BALTHAZAR No, I was striking at the two iron bars that hinder your passage, and see Sir.
BALTHAZAR I saw by chance hanging in Cardinal Alvarez gallery, a picture of hell.
BALTHAZAR There lay upon burnt straw ten thousand brave fellows all stark naked, some leaning upon crowns, some on Mitres, some on bags of gold. Glory, in another corner lay, a feather beaten in the rain. Beauty was turned into a watching candle that went out stinking. Ambition went upon a huge high pair of stilts but horribly rotten. Some in another nook were killing Kings, and some having their elbows shoved forward by Kings to murder others. I was, me thought, half in hell myself whist I stood to view this piece.
BALTHAZAR Was't not enough to see that a man is more healthful that eats dirty puddings, than he that feeds on a corrupted conscience?
KING Conscience! What's that? A conjuring book ne'r opened Without the reader's danger. 'Tis indeed A scarecrow set i'th world to frighten weak fools. Hast thou seen fields paved o'er with carcasses, Now to be tender-footed, not to tread On a boy's mangled quarters, and a woman's!
BALTHAZAR Nay, Sir, I have searched the records of the Low-Countries, and find that by your pardon I need not care a pin for goblins, and therefore I will do it Sir. I did recoil because I was double charged.
KING No more. Here comes a satyr with sharp horns.
Enter Cardinal, and Medina like a French Doctor.
CARDINAL Sir, here's a Frenchman charged with some strange business Which to close ear only he'll deliver, Or else to none.
MEDINA Si Signor, un Poco - Monsieur Acontez in de Corner, me come for offer to your Bon Grace mi trezhumbla service, by gar no John fidleco shall put into your near braver melody dan dis un petite pipe shall play to your great bon Grace.