of great men, and promiseth to adopt them, and his courtesy extends itself even to the stable.  He strains to talk wisely, and his modesty would serve a bride.  He is gravity from the head to the foot, but not from the head to the heart.  You may find what place he affecteth, for he creeps as near it as may be, and as passionately courts it; if at any time his hopes be affected, he swelleth with them, and they burst out too good for the vessel.  In a word, he danceth to the tune of Fortune, and studies for nothing but to keep time.

AN AMORIST

Is a man blasted or planet-stricken, and is the dog that leads blind Cupid; when he is at the best his fashion exceeds the worth of his weight.  He is never without verses and musk confects, and sighs to the hazard of his buttons.  His eyes are all white, either to wear the livery of his mistress’ complexion or to keep Cupid from hitting the black.  He fights with passion, and loseth much of his blood by his weapon; dreams, thence his paleness.  His arms are carelessly used, as if their best use was nothing but embracements.  He is untrussed, unbuttoned, and ungartered, not out of carelessness, but care; his farthest end being but going to bed.  Sometimes he wraps his petition in neatness, but he goeth not alone; for then he makes some other quality moralise his affection, and his trimness is the grace of that grace.  Her favour lifts him up as the sun moisture; when she disfavours, unable to hold that happiness, it falls down in tears.  His fingers are his orators, and he expresseth much of himself upon some instrument.  He answers not, or not to the purpose, and no marvel, for he is not at home.  He scotcheth time with dancing with his mistress, taking up of her glove, and wearing her feather; he is confined to her colour, and dares not pass out of the circuit of her memory.  His imagination is a fool, and it goeth in a pied coat of red and white.  Shortly, he is translated out of a man into folly; his imagination is the glass of lust, and himself the traitor to his own discretion.

AN AFFECTED TRAVELLER

Is a speaking fashion; he hath taken pains to be ridiculous, and hath seen more than he hath perceived.  His attire speaks French or Italian, and his gait cries, Behold me.  He censures all things by countenances and shrugs, and speaks his own language with shame and lisping; he will choke rather than confess beer good drink, and his pick-tooth is a main part of his behaviour.  He chooseth rather to be counted a spy than not a politician, and maintains his reputation by naming great men familiarly.  He chooseth rather to tell lies than not wonders, and talks with men singly; his discourse sounds big, but means nothing; and his boy is bound to admire him howsoever.  He comes still from great personages, but goes with mean.  He takes occasion to show jewels given him in regard of his virtue, that were bought in St. Martin’s;