Caes.  He hath freedome, and I prethee let him be brought hither.

[Exit[321] Acut.

Perhaps in his presence we shall win some smiles,
For I have noted oft in a simple braine,
(Only striving to excell it self)
Hath corrupted language, that hath turnd
To pleasant laughter in juditious eares;
Such may this proove, for now me thinkes
Each minute, wanting sport, doth seeme as long
And teadious, as a feaver:  but who doth knowe
The true condition of this Accutus?

Tully.  My Leige, of him something my knowledge
Can discover; his spirit is free as aire,
His temper temperate, if ought’s uneeven
His spleene waies downe [towards] lenitie:  but how
Stird by reproofe? ah,[322] then hee’s bitter and like
His name Acute, vice to him is a foule eye-sore
And could he stifle it in bitterest words he would,
And who so offends to him is paralell;
He will as soon reproove the Caedar state
As the lowe shrub.

    Enter Acut. and Philaut.

Phy.  Nay, good Accutus, let me not enter the presence.

Accut.  Oh sir, I assure you your presence will be most acceptable in the presence at this time then a farre ritcher present.  May it please your majestie, this is the man.

Caes.  Let him stand forward.

Cit.  W.  Alas, we shal see nothing; would I were neere; now hee stands forwards.

Caes.[323] What qualities hath he, Accutus?

Accut.  A few good ones (may it please you); he handles a comb wel, a brush better, and will drink downe a Dutchman, & has good skill in pricksong.

Hostis.  I, ile be sworne he had, when he was my Guest.

Acut.  Please it your Maiestie to commaund him?

Caes.  Oh, we can no otherwise, so well be pleased.

Phy.  I beseech your Maiestie, I cannot sing.

Tul.  Nay, your denyall will breed but greater expectation.

Acut.  I, I, please it your grace to heare? now he begins.

Phy. My love can sing no other song, but still complaines I did her, &c.  I beseech your Maiestie to let me goe.

Caes.  With all our heart; Acutus, give him libertie.

Accut.  Goe and for voice sake yee shall sing Ballads in the suburbes, and if ever heereafter ye chance to purchase a suite, by what your friends shal leave ye, or the credit of your friend, be not drunk again, & give him hard words for his labour. [Exit.

Caes.  What, ist effected, Graccus?

Gra.  I have wrought the foole; Scilicet comes alone, & his Lady keepes the women company.

Accu.  Tush, weele have a room scantly furnisht with lights that shall further it.

Caes.  What sound is that?