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Ith. How now? hast thou the gold?

Pil. Yes.

Ith. But came it freely, did the Cow give down her milk freely?

Pil. At reading of the letter, he star'd & stamp'd, & turnd Aside, I tooke him by the sterd, & look'd upon him thus; Told him he were best to send it, then he hug'd & imbrac'd me.

Ith. Rather for feare then love.

Pil. Then like a Jew he laugh'd & jeer'd, and told me he lov'd me for your sake, & said what a faithfull servant you had bin.

Ith. The more villaine he to keep me thus: Here's goodly 'parrell, is there not?

Pil. To conclude, he gave me ten crownes.

Ith. But ten? I'le not leave him worth a gray groat, give Me a Reame of paper, we'll have a kingdome of gold for't.

Pil. Write for 500 Crownes.

Ith. Sirra Jew, as you love your life send me 500 crowns, And give the Bearer 100. Tell him I must hav't.

Pil. I warrant your worship shall hav't.

Ith, And if he aske why I demand so much, tell him, I scorne to write a line under a hundred crownes.

Pil. You'd make a rich Poet, Sir. I am gone.

Ith. Take thou the mony, spend it for my sake.

Curt. 'Tis not thy mony, but thy selfe I weigh: Thus Bellamira esteemes of gold; But thus of thee.Kisse him.

Ith. That kisse againe; she runs diuision of my lips. What an eye she casts on me? It twinckles like a Starre.

Curt. Come my deare love, let's in and sleepe together.

Ith. Oh that ten thousand nights were put in one, That wee might sleepe seven yeeres together afore We wake.

Curt. Come Amorous wag, first banquet and then sleep.

Bar. Barabas send me 300 Crownes. Plaine Barabas: oh that wicked Curtezane!