Raffe. Call you this seeking of fortunes when one can finde nothing but byrds nestes? would I were out of these Woodes, for I shall haue but wodden lucke, heers nothing but the skreeking of Owles, croking of Frogs, hissing of Adders, barking of Foxes, walking of Hagges. But what be these? 5
Enter Fayries dauncing and playing and so, Exeunt.
I will follow them: to hell I shall not goe, for so faire faces neuer can haue such hard fortunes. What blacke boy is this?
Enter the Alcumists boy PETER.
Peter. What a life doe I leade with my Maister, nothing but blowing of bellows, beating of spirits, & scraping of Croslets? it is 10 a very secrete Science, for none almost can vnderstand the language of it. Sublimation, Almigation, Calcination, Rubification, Encorporation, Circination, Sementation, Albification, and Frementation. With as many termes vnpossible to be vttered, as the Arte to be compassed. 15
Raffe. Let me crosse my selfe, I neuer heard so many great deuils in a little Monkies mouth.
Peter. Then our instruments, Croslets, Subliuatories, Cucurbits, Limbecks, Decensores, Violes, manuall and murall, for enbibing and conbibing, Bellowes, molificatiue and enduratiue. 20
Raffe. What language is this? doe they speake so?
Peter. Then our Mettles, Saltpeeter, Vitrioll, Sal tartar, Sal perperat, Argoll, Resagar, Sal Armonick, Egrimony, Lumany, Brimstone, Valerian, Tartar Alam, Breeme-worte, Glasse, Vnsleked lyme, Chalke, Ashes, hayre, and what not, to make I know not what. 25
Raffe. My haire beginneth to stande vpright, would the boy would make an end!
Peter. And yet such a beggerly Science it is, and so strong on multiplication, that the ende is to haue neyther gold, wit, nor honestie. 30
Raffe. Then am I iust of thy occupation. What fellow, well met.
Peter. Felow! vpon what acquaintance?
Raffe. Why thou saist, the end of thy occupation is to haue____________________