And, then, I to have a book made of all
this, which I would call the "Book of Humours," and every night
read a little piece ere I slept, and laugh at it. -- Here comes
Hedon.
ENTER HEDON, ANAIDES, AND MERCURY, WHO RETIRES WITH CUPID TO THE
BACK OF THE STAGE, WHERE THEY CONVERSE TOGETHER.
HED. Save you sweet and clear beauties! By the spirit that moves
in me, you are all most pleasingly bestow'd, ladies. Only I can
take it for no good omen, to find mine Honour so dejected.
PHI. You need not fear, sir; I did of purpose humble myself
against your coming, to decline the pride of my Ambition.
HED. Fair Honour, Ambition dares not stoop; but if it be your
sweet pleasure, I shall lose that title, I will, as I am Hedon,
apply myself to your bounties.
PHI. That were the next way to dis-title myself of honour. O, no,
rather be still Ambitious, I pray you.
HED. I will be any thing that you please, whilst it pleaseth you
to be yourself, lady. Sweet Phantaste, dear Moria, most beautiful
Argurion --
ANA. Farewell, Hedon.
HED. Anaides, stay, whither go you?
ANA. 'Slight, what should I do here? an you engross them all for
your own use, 'tis time for me to seek out.
HED. I engross them! Away, mischief; this is one of your
extravagant jests now, because I began to salute them by their
names.
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