_Tho_. He walkes and talkes the madliest; twenty midwives Are nothing to him, he drownes all their noise. His tongue is twenty ring of Bells, and yett He seemes so merry.
_En_. Save you, gentlemen, gallants, Cavalliers. How farre travell you: me thinkes you are very finely accomodated. Are you a Doctor, sir?
_Cap_. No, but I can tell you how to purge, and please you.
_En_. You say very well. Troth, gentlemen you must pardon me: cry you mercy, your name is Captaine _Underwit_.
_Un_. Yes, sir, but my mother came of the _Over-muches_ by the _Peake_. She broke my father's hart, and Sir _Richard_ buried her: things must be as please the starres.
_En_. What thinke you of the blazeing starre in _Germany_? according to _Ptolmy_ tis very strange. Does the race hold at _Newmarket_ for the Cup[254]? When is the Cocking, gentlemen? There are a parcell of rare Jewells to be sold now, and a man had money. I doe meane to build a very fine house next summer and fish ponds. What did you heare of the new play. I am afraid the witts are broke; there be men will make affidavit that [they] have not heard a good jest since _Tarleton_[255] dyed. Pray, may I crave your name, sir?
_En_. In your eare; I have a cast of the best Marlins[256] in England, but I am resolv'd to goe no more by water but in my Coach. Did you ever see the great ship?[257]
_Cap_. I have been one of twenty that have dind in her lanterne.
_En_. It may be so; she is a good sailer. But ile tell you one thing: I intend to have the best pack of hounds in _Europe_; Sir Richard loves the sport well. And then if I can but find out the reason of the loadstone I were happie and would write _Non Ultra_.
_Cap_. The philosophers stone were better in my opinion. Have you no project to gett that?
_Cou_. That has startled him: I doubt this fellow does but counterfeit.
_Un_. What thinke you of the Dromedary that was to be seene at the back side[258] of the _Bell_.
_Cap_. So have I; I have seene you before now, sir.
_En_. Why then, ile tell you: the strangest beast that ever I saw was an Ostridge that eate up the Iron mynes. But now you talke of birds I saw an Elephant beat a Taylor in the fenceing schoole at his owne weapon.
_En_. He did out eat him in bread, and that was miraculous. I have seene a Catamountaine[259] once; but all was nothing to the wench that turnd round and thred needles.