_Insol._ I must have castles and towns in every shire.
_Adul._ And I, change of houses--one here, and another there.
_Insol._ And I must have pastures, and townships, and woods.
_Oppr._ And I must needs have store of gold and other goods.
_Insol._ And I must have change of farms, and pastures for sheep; With daily revenues my lusty port for to keep.
_Avar._ I would have a bone here, rather than a groat, To make these snarling curs gnaw out each other's throat! Here! be eager, whelps! lo! to it Boy! box him Ball! Poor I may pick straws; these hungry dogs will snatch all.
_Oppr._ Each man snatch for himself; by gosse! I will be sped.
_Avar._ Lack who lack shall: Oppression will be corn fed! Is not Dame Respublica sure of good handling When these whelps, ere they have it, fall thus to scambling? And me, their chief founder, they have e'en since forgot.
_Insol._ Thou shalt have gold and silver enough to thy lot: Respublica hath enough to fill all our laps.
_Adul._ Then, I pray you, sir! let our founder have some scraps!
_Avar._ Scr[a]ps? ye doltish lout! feed you your founder with scraps? If you were well served your head would have some raps.
_Oppr._ What any of us getteth, thou hast the chief price.
_Avar._ Then, whatever ye do, ye will remember me?
_Avar._ Well, so do then; and I forgive you all three.
_Insol._ But, when do we enter, every man his charge?
_Avar._ As soon as I can spy Respublica at large I will board her; and, I trow, so win her favour That she shall hire me, and pay well for my labour. Then will I commend the virtues of you three That she shall pray and wish under our rule to be; Therefore, from this hour, be ye all in readiness!
_Oppr._ Doubt not of us! thou seest all our grediness.
_Insol._ If it be at midnight, I come at the first call.
_Adul._ Do but whistle for me, and I come forth withal.
_Avar._ That is well spoken; I love such a toward twig.
_Avar._ That is mine own good spaniel, Rig-- And come on! back again, all three! come back again!
AVARICE. ADULATION. INSOLENCE. OPPRESSION.
_Avar._ Come on, sirs, all three! And first to you, best be trust: What, is your brainpan stuffed withal? wool or sawdust?
_Adul._ Yea! or else Adulation, if you so lust: Either name is well known to many a body.