Gonzalo

She is vext to the soul.

Mochingo

Let her be vext, 'tis fit she should be so:
Give me thy hand Gonzalo, thou art in our favour,
For we do love to cherish lofty spirits,
Such as percusse the Earth, and bound
With an erected countenance to the clouds.

Gonzalo

'S-foot, what thing is this?

Mochingo

I do love fire-works, because they mount:
An Exhalation I profess to adore,
Beyond a fixed star, 'tis more illustrious,
As every thing rais'd out of smoak is so:
Their vertue is in action: what do you think of me?

Gonzalo

Troth Sir,
You are beyond my ghess, I know you not.

Mochingo

Do you know your self?

Gonzalo

Yes Sir.

Mochingo

Why you and I are one: I am proud, and
Very proud too, that I must tell you; I saw
It did become you, cousin Gonzalo, prethee
Let it be so.

Gonzalo

Let it be so good cousin.

Mochingo

I am no great ones fool.

Gonzalo

I hope so, for alliance sake.

Mochingo

Yet I do serve the Mighty, Monstrous, and Magnanimous
Invincible Erota.

Gonzalo

O good cousin, now I have you: I'le meet you in your Coat.

Mochingo

Coat? I have my horse-mans coat I must confess
Lin'd through with Velvet, and a Scarlet out-side;
If you'll meet me in't, I'le send for't;
And cousin you shall see me with much comfort,
For it is both a new one, and a right one,
It did not come collateral.

Gonzalo

Adieu good cousin; at this present I have some business.

Mochingo

Farewel, excellent cousin.