_Mast._ I, and we'll serve your uses. I had rather serve hogs, there's more delight in't; Your greedy appetites are never satisfied; Just like hungry Camels, sleeping or waking You chew the cud still.
_Mast._ 'Tis a noble courtesie. I had as lief ye should famish me, as founder me: To be jaded to death, is only fit for a hackney. Here be certain Tarts of Tarr about me, And parcels of potargo in my Jerkin, As long as these last.
_Tib._ Then we'll eat one another like good fellows. A shoulder of his for a haunch of mine.
_Tib._ 'Twill be as we'll dress it Ladies.
_Mast._ Ye had best come search us, A Seaman is seldom without a salt Eele.
_Tib._ I am bad enough, And in my nature a notorious wencher; And yet ye make me blush at your immodesty. Tell me good Master, didst ever see such things?
_Mast._ I could like 'em, though they were lewdly given, If they could say no; [but fie on 'em, They gape like Oysters.]
_Tib._ Well, ye may hang, or starve us; But your commanding impudence shall never fear us. Had ye by blushing signs, soft cunings, crept into us, And shew'd us your necessities: we had met your purposes, Supply'd your wants. We are no Saints Ladies; I love a good wench, as I love my life, And with my life I will maintain my love: But such a sordid impudence I'll spit at. Let's to our dens again. Come noble Master. You know our minds, Ladies: This is the faith in which we'll die. [_Exit_ Tib. _and Mast_.
_Jul._ They are noble fellows, And they shall not want, for this.
_Cro._ But see, _Clarinda_ comes. Farewel, I'll to my charge.
_Cla._ Bring out those prisoners now, And let me see 'em, and hear their business.
_Cla._ I hope she hath prevail'd upon her brother. She has a sweet tongue, and can describe the happiness My love is ready to fling on him. And sure he must be glad, [and certain] wonder, And bless the hour that brought him to this Island. I long to hear the full joy that he labours with.
_Enter_ Juletta, Morillat, Franvile, Lamure.
_Cla._ Nay, Stand up Gentlemen, and leave your flatteries.
_Mor._ She calls us Gentlemen, sure we shall have some meat now.
_Cla._ I am a mortal creature, Worship Heaven, and give these attributes To their Divinities. Methinks ye look but thin.