A braineleſſe Aſſe, but if this hold, I'le teach you
To come aloft, and doe tricks like an Ape.
Your mornings leſſon: if you miſſe -----
Aſotus. O no, Sir. Aſotus makes moppes.
Grac. What for the Carthaginians? a good beaſt. 5
What for our ſelfe your Lord? exceeding well. Dances.
There's your reward. Not kiſſe your pawe? So, ſo, ſo.
Zanthia. Was euer Lady the firſt daie of her honour
So waited on by a wrinkled crone? ſhe lookes now
Without her painting, curling, and perfumes 10 Like the laſt day of Ianuary; and ſtinkes worſe
Then a hot brach in the dogge daies. Further of,
So ſtand there like an image; if you ſtirre,
Till with a quarter of a looke I call you,
You know what followes.
Coriſca. O what am I falne to! 15
But 'tis a puniſhment for my luſt and pride,
Iuſtly return'd vpon me.
Gracculo. How doo'ſt thou like
Thy Ladiſhip Zanthia?
Zanthia. Very well, and beare it
With as much ſtate as your Lordſhip.
Gracculo. Giue me thy hand;
Let vs like conquering Romans walke in triumph, 20 Our captiues following. Then mount our Tribunals,
And make the ſlaues our footſtooles.
Zanthia. Fine by Ioue,
Are your hands cleane minion?
Coriſca. Yes forſooth.
Zanthia. Fall off then.
So now come on: and hauing made your three duties,
Downe I ſay, (are you ſtiffe in the hams?) now kneele, 25 And tie our ſhooe. Now kiſſe it and be happy.
Gracculo. This is ſtate indeed.
Zanthia. It is ſuch as ſhe taught me,
A tickling itch of greatneſſe, your proud Ladyes
Expect from their poore Waiters, we haue chang'd parts;
Shee does what ſhe forc'd me to doe in her raigne, 30 And I muſt practiſe it in mine.