_Bri._ Courtly begg'd.
My blessing! take it. _Eust._ Your Lordships vow'd adorer: _to Lew._
What a thing this brother is! yet Ile vouchsafe him
The new Italian shrug-- How clownishly
The book-worme does return it! _Ch._ I'm glad y'are well; _reads._
_Eust._ Pray you be happy in the knowledge of
This paire of accomplish't Mounsieurs.
They are Gallants that have seen both Tropicks.
_Br._ I embrace their love. _Egr._ which wee'l repay with servulating.
_Cow._ And will report your bounty in the Court.
_Bri._ I pray you make deserving use on't first:
_Eustace_, give entertainment to your friends,
What's in my house is theirs. _Eust._ Which wee'l make use of;
Let's warme our braines with half a dozen healths,
And then hang cold discourse, for wee'll speak fire-workes. _Exe._
_Lew._ What at his book already? _Bri._ Fy, Fy, _Charles_,
No hour of interruption? _Cha._ Plato differs
From _Socrates_ in this. _Bri._ Come lay them by;
Let them agree at leasure. _Cha._ Mans life Sir, being
So short, and then the way that leades unto
The knowledg of our selves, so long and tedious,
Each minute should be precious. _Bri._ In our care
To manage worldly business, you must part with
This bookish contemplation, and prepare
Your self for action; to thrive in this age,
Is held the blame of learning; you must study
To know what part of my land's good for th' plough,
And what for pasture; how to buy and sell
To the best advantage; how to cure my Oxen
When they're oregrown with labour.
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