I PRAY YOU BE NOT Angry, for I will make you Merry.  
A pleasant and merry Dialogue, between two Travellers, as they met on the Highway.  
LONDON, Printed by B. A. and T. F. for SAMVEL RAND, and are to be sold at his Shop at Holborne-Bridge. 1632.   

A merry Dialogue between two Travellers upon the Highway, touching their Crosses, and of the virtue of Patience.  Fabiano, and Fernunio. Fernunio. 
FAbian. Good morrow: How d●e you? and how far walk you this way?  Fab. 
I do as you see, neither of the best, nor the worst: and am travelling not very far; and yet some what more than a pretty walk; about some hundreth miles or two for a breathing, to teach the dancing legs of my youth to plod for the provision of mine old age: and since it is no better, it is well it i● no worse: For since I have done myself more wrong, than I can make myself amends, I must content myself with a pudding, while other may feast, that have better fare.  Fern. 
Then I pray you be notangry: for Patience is a plaster for all pain, it is the very poison of all sorrow, a preparative to all comfort, and the only quieter of a troubled spirit.  Fab. 
Why how now? Have you been a Scholar since I saw you? Truly I desire not to trouble your memory, with saying over your lesson without book: all your Aduerbes and your Proverbes, will not do me a pins worth of pleasure.  Fern. 
Oh Fabian! have patience, be not Angry with your Fortune, there are Floods as well as Ebbs: Time hath his turn, and Fortune may be as great a friend, as she has been an enemy; the Stars may one day shine as well over your house, as your neighbours; and therefore stay your hours, you know not when it will come; and therefore take no thought: I p●ay you be not Angry.  Fab. 
Well Ferna●o, to your sentences: let me tell you, that you know that I know, that you know, and when you and I did first know one another, you know the World was better with me, then to let me plod up and down in this manner, and with no more company but my Dog, and my plain Cudgel: But 'tis no matter, all is one, for having played wily beguily with myself. I can thank no body for my hard bargain: for in the time of my youth (the most perilous point of man's age) falling into such acquaintance as were finally to my commodity, as well of the Masculine, as of the Feminine Gender, who so long fed mine humour with folly, that I fell almost into a Consumption, before I found the nature of the disease: at length, (though some what late, yet better la●te, than never) remembering that my Father left me more Land than Wit, and Nature being more mistress than Reason over my ill ruled Senses: and seeing the world at such a pass, that I could have well wished to have been out of it: finding my Friends scorn of me, my Foes scoff at me, some few pity me, & few comfort me, I resolved to shakeoff my Shake-ragges, and to retire myself unto some solitary place; where having left one Fool, to laugh at another; one Villain to cut another's throat, and one Honestman to be example to a whole Parish, I betook me to a travelling life, rather to hear then to speak how the world went: and note the courses of the Wise, rather than to enter into the courses of the Wicked whereof the world is so full, that a man can scarce escape their infection: Why? If I should tell you how I have been used among them, you would say, I had good cause to be Angry with myself, or some body else.  Fern. 
And yet I say, I pray be not Angry: For if it be with yourself, Fretting will but breed Melancholy, and Melancholy bring you to such a Sickness, that you may repent it when it is too late. And, to be Angry with any other, if ye cannot revenge it, it is a folly: if you do, it is uncharitably; for you must forgive. For, if I should tell you of some tricks that were put upon me, when I was as wise as my Goose on Bedlam Green, I should make you believe that, although I preach Patience to you, I should have cause to have little acquaintance with her myself: But spite of the Devil, I hope to go to Heaven, and though I carry more Crosses in my Heart, then in my Purse, yet I hope (with my fellow Beggar) to be in Abraham's bosom, when a rich Churl shall dance with Dives in a worse place: And therefore as a friend, let me say to you, knowing what is good for you; Whatsoever fortune befall you, I pray you be not Angry.  Fab. 
I must confess, it is good counsel to have Patience; for Patience is a pretty Virtue, but that it waits upon a number of Uillanies: But let me tell you, if a man spend all the money in his Purse upon a company of unthankful Villains, and when he cometh to the bottom of his Purse, and there finding nothing, intreateth with his friends (as he hath held them) but for an Ordinary or two; and scoffingly put off, cannot get a Penny among them: What can ye have in all the rule of Patience? Only fret at the heart to hear men say, I pray you be not Angry.  Fern. 
And yet let me tell you, That when Anger will not avail him, it is better to be Patient, then Angry: for I have heard it spoken by a Wiseman, That he who cannot be Angry, is a fool, but he that will be Angry, is more Fool: For when I was (as you said, and I may say) in the prime of my time, I may say in the foolish pride of youth, when all the Gold in the Parish, was Copper to my Silver: and my Wit was beyond Reason, when I was the only Fool of the World: Oh then (to tell you) I was overtaken in the half turn, would make one run out of his wits, and into them again if it were possible: For say this, If a man hath a deformity in his proportion, is no Woodcock for his ordinary course of Wit, hath Wealth enough to live by his Neighbours without borrowing, is of Parentage with the best of the Parish, is in the way of good speed with a Match worth the making of: and leaving all honest, wise, and good counsel, forsaketh his Fortune, and binds himself Apprentice during life to an ill favoured Baggage, the worst child that her father had, whose beauty is like the back of a sea-coal chimney, and for proportion, the true proportion of a sea-crab, as much wit as a grey Goose, and manners as a blind Mare, and no more wealth than the Wool on a shorn Sheep: beside, the issue of idle drunkenness, which being grounded in all foolishness, can away with nothing but worse than nothing: whose tougne can keep no secrets; whose heart can think no goodness, and whose life is a world of unquietness: and spite of his heart having taken her for better or worse, (when she cannot well be worse, and will be no better) must hold out his life worse than ten deaths with her: Say yourself, that when a man thinks of this misery, it would fret him to the very heart: But where is the remedy.  Fab. 
Oh! I pray you be not Angry: for, if a man should have a Sister whom he loveth dear, whose beauty with virtue, were a Dowry for a Prince, her Lineage Noble, her personage comely, her nature kind, and her government so discreet, that by the judgement of the wise, she was a match for the worthy: to see this blessed creature, by the cruelty of the Fates bestowed upon the bastard son of a Beggar, whose Father was a villain, his Mother a fool, and he a Changeling: whose eyes were three foot out of his head, his nose too long for his mouth, and his skin too wide for his face, his head like a highway with a little heath on either side, and his beard bending to the alehouse, from thence came the original of his little honour: and for his under proportion, and answering to the upper parts: whose wit was only practised in villainy, whose heart studied but Hell, while his soul was sworn servant to the Devil: and yet this rascal Uiper shall, only with his golden Claws, creep into the hands (for in the heart he could never) of a pretty Wench and carry her away into such a world of discontentments, that she could never leave sorrowing till she had got into her grave: Would it not fret such a Brother as had such a Sister,: or chase such a Lover as had such a Love, to see such an overthrow of his comfort, or confusion of his kind hope.  Fern. 
Oh! I pray you be not Angry: For marriage and hanging some say go by destiny: and although hanging is but a short pain, and marriage is a lingering misery, where disagreement is a deadly life: yet since we cannot go against the will of the higher powers, Patience is a plaster, that will in time draw a man's heart out of his belly, except He have more wit to govern his passion. But leaving love toys, let me tell you, that if a man finding by some old writings in his mother's chest, that his father had title to a piece of Land, which for want of a good purse, he durst never make challenge to it: and say that I were the man, and I by the witness of my honest ancient neighbours, can approve it in good conscience to be mine own in right of law; and thereupon ask counsel, and paying for words by weight, and by my learned council persuaded that it is mine past all plea: And thus playing with my Nose, or rather with my purse, till all be spent: with Demurs and tricks he drives me to beggary, with suing for mine own right, while he goes gay with my money, and I starve with his words: a vengeance upon his crafty conveyance. Would not this fret a man's soul to think on it, and cannot help it.  Fab. 
Now God forbid: I pray you be not Angry: for Law was ordained for the best; and though in all professions some are to blame, yet no doubt, but some have such consciences, that they would not be corrupted for a kingdom, but Courts must have their fees, and Scholars must not study for nothing. But for that I am not a good Lawyer, nor ever met with any bribes, I have nothing to say to them, but wish the wicked their reward, while the honest may take heed by their example: and so leaving them all to the day of their death, I will tell you of another matter. Say, that I had a friend, at least as I take him, and loving him so dear, that I durst, nay I do trust him with all that I am worth, and being to take a voyage either upon command or commodity, fearing some ill courses to be taken for my children if I should die, knowing women generally so sorrowful for a lost husband, that they will not tarry long for a new: and what fathers in law be to orphans, while widow's sigh & say nothing, having (in trust to my friend) made a secret deed of gift of all my estate unto him, the rather that my wife and children may far the better: and now I have escaped many dangers by sea and land, and spoiled of all that I had with me, come home, hoping to find comfort yet at mine own house with that I left behind me: and there no sooner entered in at the gate, but with a coy look, and a cold welcome, I find my wife either turned out of doors, or so basely used within, that she could well wish to be without: & then, if I take it unkindly, be bidden mend it as I can, and so with a frown or a frump, almost thrust out of doors, be constrained to go to Law for mine own living, while my mistaken f●●end having turned Turk, ca●es for nothing but his own commodity: & contrary to all conscience, plays with me for mine own money, till the Lawyer and he together, have won me quite out of mine own land, and so play me the Traitor with my trust; leave me in the misery of my fortune, to end my unhappy days: Now can you say to this, I pray you be not angry?  Fern. 
Yes very well; for since you see no remedy, but God is such a God in the world, as makes the devil work many wonders among men, is it not better with Patience to endure a cross, then to crucify the soul with impatience: But say that you should have a wife that you thought did love you well, when she would stroke your beard, and never lie from your lips, and would speak you as fair as Eve did Adam when she coosened him with an Apple; would not abide an Oath for a bushel of gold, and be so sparing of her purse, that she would not lose the dropping of her nose: bridle it in her countenance like a Mare that were knapping on a Cow-thistle: would wear no ru●●s but of the small set, though of the finest Lawn that might be gotten, and edged with a Lace of the best fashion: would not abide no embroidery inther apparel, yet have the best stuff she could lay her hands 〈…〉 sparingly at dinn●●, when she had broke her fast in the bed: and miss not a Sermon, though she pro●●ted little by the word: This dissembling piece of flesh, making a show of lamentation, out of the abundance of her little love, for lack of your good company, if you were but a mile out of the Town: and if you were to take a journey, would lay an O●ion to her eyes, to draw out the Rheum in steed of tears: and having eaten an apple, with pinching in a backward wind, send out a belching sigh for sorrow of the absence of her Goose-man: and then after all these, and a world of other tricks, to bring a man in a bad belief of her good mind: if you returning home a night sooner than expected, and a year sooner than welcome, should (having keys to your own doors) come in, and find in your own bed betwixt the arms (I go no lower) of your too much beloved, the living carcase of a lubberly rascal, or perhaps the perfumed cores of some dainty Companion, working upon the ground of your pleasure, to plant the fruit of idle fancy, to the horne-griefe of your poor heart, could you be pacified with, I pray you be 〈◊〉 Angry.  Fern. 
Indeed you put me to it, with an, If: But I hope there are no such women, fie for shame▪ it were enough to make murder, but Patience being the mean to save many a man's life, & that perhaps being her first fault, and she upon repentance after a secret reprehension likely to turn honest, were it not better to steal away, and have her maid to wake her, the matter cleanly shuffled up, and she with sorrow rather to confess it in secret, and to be sorry for it, and in shame of her fault to leave it while few know it rather than in a fury or frenzy bring in your neighbours, raise up your house, beat your wife, imprison the knave, bring your wife to shame, and make the world privy to your cuckoldry: and so she in a desperate madness, either shameless after a little shame, or graceless, in impatience to bear her correction, either cut her own throat, or yours, or both, and so all come to confusion, through lack of a little charitable discretion: No, God forbid, for rather th●n any such mischance should fall, is it not better to say, I pray you be not angry.  
For to quit your discontentment, say that I should (as God forbid I should) have married an honest Woman, that hath brought me many pretty children is a good huswife in her house, careful for her children, and loving both to them and me, and for the space of many years, with a good opinion of all her neighbours, and good credit with all that know her, had passed some score of years or two with me with as much contentment as a reasonable man might desire: and to make her amends for all her kindness, I should either take a whore into my house, or keep her as a hackney at rack & manger abroad so long, till being led by the nose, to believe that she loves me, when I pay for the nursing of half a dozen of bastards: of which, if I be the wicked father, my conscience hath little comfort in▪ and if any other (as it is most likely) be the father or fathers, how am I beguiled to play poor noddy, to let my Purse blood, to pay for the maintaining of another's pleasure: And at the last, if she find me● abridge my liberality, in a venomous humour come with an outcry to my door, with a nest of her fellow beggars, and there with railing upon ●e calling me old lecher, whoremonger, & I know not what, lay her brats down before my gate, and so with gaping mouth goeth her way, leaving me to my purse only, to seek the saving of my credit, and so become a grief unto my wife, a sorrow unto my children, and a laughing stock, to mine enemies, a by word among my neighbours, a shame to myself, and an enemy to mine own soul: and thus seeing my wealth wasted, my credit lost or impaired, and God so displeased, that I know not which way to turn myself: Shall I neither be Angry with the whore for dewraying me, nor with myself to let her befool me?  Fe●n. 
No, I say as I did, I pray you be not Angry, for she did but her kind, to use her eyes to the benefit of the rest of her members: and therefore you being a man of judgement, ought rather to be sorry for her wickedness, then to show your own weakness, in such years to have a thought of wantonness: but sure the flesh is weak, and the strongest may fall, better is a sorrowful repentance, than a fretting madness: and since fretting at your own folly to sell all the land you have, will not get you a foot of earth more than your grave, be not at wars with yourself to no purpose: cease from doing evil, make much of your honest wife, serve God in true repentance, and the Devil shall do you no hurt: for, is it not better to bear your cross, especially being of your own making, then to run into further mischief by the wicked humour of impatience? But to the purpose: say this, (to quit you with another proposition) put the ●●se that I being (as you see) a proper man, and in the way of good-spéed with a handsome W●man, and she in state able to do for an honest man that would love her, and make much of her, and I having intent to deal honestly with her: and she gives me her faith and truth, and swears by her very soul that I have her heart so fast, that no man shall have her hand from me and I thinking that because she is old she is honest: and, because she swears, that she said true: go about my businesses as she bids me for some few days, and then to return to the joining up of the matter betwixt us, & in the mean time, after that I have spent perhaps more than half my years' wages upon her in Wine and Sugar, and good cheer, and hope to come to be merry, come and find her married to a filthy cozening knave, who by a little more Money than I had in my Purse for the present, to bribe another rascal like himself, who was the maker of the match, dwells in my hoped house, gives me the bag for my Money and hath my fat old sow in such a snare, that there is no getting of her out again: when I am thus handled for my good will, with this wicked old piece of white-leather, to put my trust in an old hogs-stie for my habitation, and to be thrust out of doors for my labour, Shall I not be Angry?  Fab. 
Oh no, in any ease: for Women have wits beyond men's reason, especially when they are passed a Child, or childbearing, more than they that are past children. Oh I tell you it is a perilous thing to slip occasion in matters of Love: and age is either froward or frail, and therefore you should rather have fed her humour full ere you had left her, then to think that she would be unprovided till you should come again to her: And therefore, I say, as you say, I pray you be not Angry. For I will tell you, Say that I being a man every way to content an honest woman, and having unhappily bestowed myself upon a woman of the worst kind, which before I married her, being neither widow, maid, nor wife, but a plain whore: and this misery of my days, being by my folly brought to some better state than she was worthy: and seeing herself in a glass grown fat through good fare & ease, and setting her countenance even with the pride of her folly, beginning to think better of herself, then half the parish beside, should chance upon a little kindness, grow in love with my kinsman, or he with her and so they grow so great, that I should stand like john hold my staff, while they take their pleasure: she should sit at the upper end of the Table, and I at the neither end: she lie in one Chamber, and I in another, and yet must not find fault with it for fear of a stab, or a fig, or some other villainy, but with a seeming countenance bear all, as if pudding were the only meat of the world, while one makes horns at me, another moes at me, another calls me cuckold, another wittol, and I know all to be true, and cannot, or dare not do withal: Do you think that flesh and blood can bear this, and not be Angry.  Fern. 
Yes very well: for as you have flesh and blood, so you have wit and reason: and when your wit and reason can consider, how her trade brings more commodity, and with less travel than your traffic: If you be not wilful that you will hear no body speak but yourself or so scornful; that you can endure no companion in kindness: or so covetous, that you will not spare a penny towards the nursing of your neighbour's child: or so proud, that you scorn the gift of a friend: you will find that such a wife is worth too Milch, cows: and whatsoever the world says, you are, beholding to none but her: and where others beggar their husbands, she hath made you the head-man of the parish: and then cannot you wink at a little fault that is so full of profit? Yes I warrant you; and therefore I may well say, I pray you be not Angry?  Fab. 
True, it may be that some good ass that knows not how to live without the basest trade of Beggary, will put on any Patience, for profit: But from such a rascal nature God deliver me. But to requite you with as good as you bring, let me tell you: If I should serve a man of great wealth, and he have a wenching humour, and he keeping more Maidservants in his house, than ever meant to be true Virgins, & one of these wild cattle, that for the price of a red petticoat would venture the lining of her placket, should by a mischance of her Masters making, fall into a two heeled Tympany, which could by no means be cured, without my consenting to a wicked marriage for a little money; which I by the villainy of the Trull, which would put the trick upon me, must seem willingly to yield unto for fear of I know not what to fall out, I know not why: and so giving a countenance of contentment, to the confusion of my heart's comfort, when she should be delivered of this mischief, hoping that she would meddle no more with any such matters, begin to make a little more of her than she was worthy: and she thereupon so lusty, that she cared not for the parish, so long as the Constable was her friend, give entertainment to whom she list, and use me as she list: set more horns than hairs on my head, and care not if I were hanged for my good will. This rascal round about, without good complexion or good condition, as ill favoured as mannered, and so spoken, as wicked: being thus void of grace, careless of all credit, and irremoveable in her resolution, for the wicked course of her life, this (I say) hellish piece offlesh to dominéere over me, and with the countenance of her master, to make a slave of her goodman, who should be sent of errands, while she were with her Arrants: I should fetch wine for their drinking, turn the spit to their roast-meat, or walk their horses, while they were sadling my Filly: and yet all this (and I say not what else) I must bear, as though it were no burden for a small reckoning at the weeks end, for washing a foul shirt, or setting of my ruffs right, or séething of a calf's head, or making sauce to a tame goose, or for a nod of my Master, that makes a noddy of his servant: for such and such like matters, to make up all matters, and swallow grief so in my throat, that it is ready to choke me in the going down: Is it possible to do all this, that you could do, I, and not be Angry?  Fern. 
Yes, very well: for profit is so pleasing, that it puts out a great many ill thoughts that would trouble a man that hath no wit, and for honesty, it is a good thing I must confess: But, if a man be not borne rich and keep himself so, he shall gain little by simplicity: and therefore as I said, where Patience brings profit, I say still, bear with your fortune, and be not Angry. But leaving to talk more of Female discontentments, let me say this: That I being a Man of sufficiency to supply the Office of a good place, borne of a Noble house, bred up in all courses requisite for a Gentleman, have traveled diverse countries, seen● much of the world by Sea and Land, and through want of my Father's discretion, not left so good a portion as may maintain my reputation, without some better matter than mine own estate, and driven for my better comfort, to put my fortune under the favour of him, whom I know not what hath made rich: and being only wise in the world hath no feeling of God's grace, ●ut by a thousand ill practices, find the mean before his death to look over a great deal of more ground than his grave and this captain of the damned crew, who is haled to hell with a world of chains, the son of a beggar, & brother to a villain, to govern over the honesty of my heart with the commandment of evil service: or finding me not for his humour, to frown on me like an old frying-pan: or to rate me like a Dog, because I will not be a Devil: to be employed in more vildness then half a Christian could endure to hear of: now I say, to spend my time in this misery only for picking of a salad, weighting at a trencher, looking on a fair house, making courtesy to an old Relic, hold the basin to the Rheum▪ or hearing the Music of a rotten Cough: and after many years' patience in this purgatory, where all the wisdom I have learned, were but to corrupt the nature of a good wit, either for a trifle to be frowned at, and by tricks to be wrought out: or with a livery without a badge, to seek my fortune in some other soil, to have served long for nothing or for worse than nothing, when discontentments must be canceled and I for fear of a mischief, must speak all honour of dishonour, and with a Merry go sorry sigh out my days that are no betterblessed: when I shall see a feole graced, and better wits put down: honesty scorned, and knavery in more account then commendable: and I cozening myself with an imagination, that service was an heritage, when I found nothing but loss of time and repentance; Have I not cause think you with all this, to be angry?  Fab. 
And yet I say, I pray you be not Angry: For, if ye had so much of the grace of God, as to make you rather have the hope of preferment, then to yield to an ill employment, no doubt but either your private life will find some secret contentment, or your patience will find somewhere, advancements of your virtues: and therefore rather be joyful o● God's blessing, than impatient with your fortune, and think not amiss that I say, ● pray you be not Angry. But to requite you: Say that I having more money in my Purse than a wise man would part with, but upon the better reckoning, should be persuaded to play the Usurer, and so with little reward to make my money multiply, & by the cunning working of a coney-catching knave, I should be brought (in hope of gain) to take in pawn for my money some lease of a good farm, or piece of rich plate: which being not fetched by the day of payment, would return me more than double my money: put my money out of my hands, which I have fared full hard to get together, and I at the glad of m● forfeit, hoping to gain more than a good conscience would away withal, ●inde my lease not worth a point, by a former deed of gift, or such a conveyance as carrieth all away from my fingers, and leave me (for all my cunning) in the Law, to plead repentance to my folly: or my plate challenged for some piece of pilfery, and I brought to trouble for I know not what, and to get out I know not how, till I have brought my stock to a poor state where I may see the just reward of Usury, when I look in my purse and find nothing: Would not this make one Angry?  Fern. 
Not a whit: for knaves will be knaves, and fools must been bitten ere they be wise: of which if you be none, no doubt but there are enough in the world. And find all the Anger in the world will not recover a penny loss, let me say to you, as you say to me, I pray you be not Angry. And let me tell you, that upon a time it was my hap to have a friend (as I thought) wh●m I loved dear: and building upon the care of his conscience, that for a world of wealth he would not play the jew with me: It fell ●ut, that I having more than a month's mind to a Wench above a year old, whose worthiness every way might command a better servant than myself, and yet it had so fain out betwixt us, that our affections were so settled, that I thought (without death) there could be no remove: and therefore fearing no fortune, relying so much upon her love, loving (as I said) my imagined friend mor●●hā a wise man should do (for there is a measure to be kept in all thing●e made him acquainted with my secrets touching the intent to steal away my Mistress from the place where she had no pleasure to be kept in, ●s she had been long, like a chicken in a coop: and to the performing of this purpose, hoping to have use of his best help, deliver him a ring or a jewel of some value to present unto my love, when I know his means better than mine own to h●ue access unto her without suspicion: and he after a worl● of protestations sealed with too many oaths, to deal so faithfully, carefully, and secretly for me, as my heart could desire; when faith there was none nor care of me, nor secrecy, but in keeping all from me, when like a dissembling jew, he useth my jewel for a mean to rob me of my better jewel: when he presented it as from himself, and revealing some matter of secrecy betwixt us, unpleasing to her, and nothing to my profit, with enchanting charms wins her affection, and borroweth my Money to cut my throat, till having carried away my Mistress, he either laugh at we, or write me a letter of excuse to colloque with me: When I think how with trusting a Knave, I have played the fool, in conscience say, If ever man would fall out with himself, have I not cause to be Angry.  Fab. 
No: for as you ●ayd to me, knaves will be knaves: and in matters of love, he that will not be the follower of his own cause, may hap to be overthrown in his own suit: and to look for constancy in a woman, especially of young years, when bribes and gifts are able to work great matters in those courses, it is a mere folly: for, say that some are (I know not how many) as constant as Pen●l●pe, yet let Danae take heed of a golden shower in her lap: and therefore, I pray you be not angry. For let me tell you, to be deceived by a friend, it is an ordinary matter: to lose a wench, it is a thousand men's fortune: and therefore since she was so fickle to trust to think her better lost than found: and for him, get your golden jewels & your Money from him, and let him walk with his wicked householdstuff: and let me tell you of a discontentment of mind. It was my hap, (I may say my ill hap) to cast my affection of late upon a very proper young man of a pure complexion, neither effeminate, nor course face●, neither of leather-sellers, nor painter's company, but a good feature and well coloured: and for his countenance, neither Paul's steeple height, nor with the fall of the tide: but carried in so good 〈◊〉 measure, as showed his wits no more out of order than his members: for his voice, neither Treble nor Ba●e, but a good mien: and his speech neither rhetorical, nor Logical, nor tragical, nor Colasticall: but such 〈◊〉 neither too little, nor too much, as answering directly to every question: and speaking necessarily upon good occasion won him such commendation for his discretion, as increasing much my affection, made me (as I thought) upon good judgement, mak● him a great subject to my contentment: in brief, I ●ingled him out of company, to make him my Companion took him to my house, bestowed bountifully upon him, let h●m not want any thing that was needful for him: my table to dine at, a fair chamber for his lodging, yea & sometime made him my bedfellow▪ furnished him with money, horse, apparel, books, and credit for whatsoever he would demand, yea, and in my absence trusted him with the government of my whole house, till my favour bred in ●is folly that that at the first I saw not, such a presumption of his own worthiness, as I liked not, where controulling even myself for a trifle, himself to blame in the self same nature for a greater matter, thinking all too little that was done for him, and urging more than was meet for him: a● last not able to suppress the venom of his pride, till his heart made his head swell as big as a Codshead; in recompense of all my kindness, plays false with my servant Maid, steals away my eldest daughter, robs my Coffers, troubles my conscience, cracks my credit, befools m● wit and doth what he may to seek the ruin of my state; Is it possibl● that a ma● could think of such a villain, and not be Angry?  Fern. 
Yea very well; and I say unto you: I pray you be not Angry: For, still knaves will be knaves; and a man had need eat a bushel of salt with a Man, before he grow too far to trust him: for he w●s a worldling, and out of the simplicity of your honesty, thinking him to be that he was not, might learn him to trust his like, or any of all, at least with your house, your Daughter, (if you have any) or your servants, i● you keep any: and having Patience with your lack of judgement, do for your Daughter, as you have cause in nature and reason, and pray in charity ●or his Soul, what ever become of his carcase and since (I hope) you will take this for no ill counsel, I say as I did, I pray you be not Angry.  
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