Why they were made lords; or please humorous ladies  
With a good carriage, tell them idle tales,    
To make their physick work; spend a man's life  
In sights and visitations, that will make    
His eyes as hollow as his mistresse heart:  
To doe none good, but those that have no need;  
To gaine being forward, though you break for haste     
All the commandements ere you break your fast;    
But beleeve backwards, make your period     
And creeds last article, "I beleeve in God":  
And (hearing villanies preacht) t'unfold their art,    
Learne to commit them? Tis a great mans part.  
Shall I learne this there?    
_Mons._ No, thou needst not learne;  
Thou hast the theorie; now goe there and practise.     
_Buss._ I, in a thrid-bare suit; when men come there,  
They must have high naps, and goe from thence bare:      
A man may drowne the parts of ten rich men    
In one poore suit; brave barks, and outward glosse  
Attract Court loves, be in parts ne're so grosse.    
_Mons._ Thou shalt have glosse enough, and all things fit    
T'enchase in all shew thy long smothered spirit:  
Be rul'd by me then. The old Scythians    
Painted blinde Fortunes powerfull hands with wings,    
To shew her gifts come swift and suddenly,    
Which if her favorite be not swift to take,    
He loses them for ever. Then be wise;          
_Exit Mon[sieur] with Pages. Manet Buss[y]._    
Stay but a while here, and I'le send to thee.    
_Buss._ What will he send? some crowns? It is to sow them  
Upon my spirit, and make them spring a crowne    
Worth millions of the seed crownes he will send.    
Like to disparking noble husbandmen,  
Hee'll put his plow into me, plow me up;    
But his unsweating thrift is policie,    
And learning-hating policie is ignorant    
To fit his seed-land soyl; a smooth plain ground    
Will never nourish any politick seed.    
I am for honest actions, not for great:    
If I may bring up a new fashion,    

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