IMmense Doctor Roan, you are most happily encountred, they have wisht your Company a long time in England, the poor Civilians look like spirits now they are deprived of their body.

Body Sir John, what doe you meane?

Why the Body of the civill Law, Cor­pus Iuris Civilis, for so they call you.

And pardon of your Poetry, how fate your hundred Horse i'th North, doe they stand to their colours, now their Commander is fled? I wonder much Sir John, that you being a noble Gentleman, a Commander, and a Volunteere, that would leave your poore souldiers without pay, and come away without taking leave of your Friends.

I heard that Sir John had made a new play, and for feare lest it should be hist off the stage, betooke himselfe to travell.

And I have heard, that by reason of his absence, that play was not worth the studying, there was [...]n i [...]m [...]at [...] plot in it that could not well be understood, there were two Poets in it that were sound to bee the chiefe Politicians, which the State perceiving, made diligent pur­suit [Page 2] after them, the one whereof had the happi­nesse to escape, the other was apprehended, and then the Play ended, before the Poets execution which was very much disliked.

How came you to the knowledge of this, my good Lord Finch, you doe not flye o­ver into England every night, and there load your selfe with newes against the morning, doe you?

No Sir John, he needes not, wee were informed by—

Spare your Wind, good M. Secretary VVindebank, I perceive you hold intelligence with those Jesuits, you compounded withall at so easie a rate.

Still you are beside the marke, we were inform'd Sir John by one Kilscot, one of your VVorships Cap and Feather men, who came o­ver hither to know if your voyage into Portugal held or no, he said that some two or three hun­dred buffe-men did much admire, that now the way is faire, you will not be their guide, they would fanc have kist their discontented Colo­nels hand before he mistooke Franco for Portu­gall, but you were so unkind to leave them on a sudden.

Hold there good Doctor Roane, and take me with you, you are to be blam'd too, for not bidding farewell to Sir Paul [...]inder, (at whose beauteous house, you have devoured the carkasse [Page 3] of many [...] Capo [...]) before you [...]ed but I wonder more, why you came hither so unpro­vided; methinks some English dyet would have bin good for a weake stomack: the Church-VVardens of North-hampton-Shire promised to give you a good see, if you will goe to 'em, and resolve 'em whether they may lawfully take the oath &c. or no.

That may very well be, for they have given him a great Addition, they st [...]l [...] him, Og the great Commissary, they say he was as briske in discharging the new Canons, as he that made them, but I pray Sir John, relate the cause of your comming hither.

Then must I addresse my selfe to you, my good Lord Finch, I have some papers to de­liver you from the commons of England, who are sorry they are deprived your company, and promise if your Lordship will go into England and collect the Ship money, they will with all willingnesse pay you.

VVith a Powder will they not Sir John, you have not forgot the [...]irmish i [...]th North, [...]ave you, you call the poor [...] Sco [...] Pedlars, but they were angry, and made your fiery horse run [...]way with you.

I thinke, Sir Iohn, your co [...]t of Male would scar [...]e have kept out the Pedlars bullets, as it did the Ra [...]ier, in Black- [...]ryars, when you came from [...].

No more I believe would your high and mighty state have secured your neck, had you staid there.

I am of opinion, that my Lord of Canterbury would remit the greatest fine in the high Commission, on the condition hee were here, but I believe, if I had staid, all his To­bacco would not have cur'd the stopping in my throat, if it secure his owne, tis well.

For my part, I ever held my head to be my self, and honour to be but my neighbour, and the rules of nature command me to love my selfe better then my neighbour; I lov'd ho­nour well, but not with such a zeale to venture my life for her when I my selfe could never en­joy her.

Well said of all sides, why should we that are all alike, fall out, come, lets to dinner, you shall fall to your dainty dishes, but give me a rib and a leg, Roast-beefe and Capon, the very meat I eate at the commons, and then after din­ner wee'l play a game at Ticktake or Irish, for halfe a-pound of reasons.

Pox upon reasons, I cannot endure your mechanicke games, He play at Inne and Inne for a Piece the Caster, my old game.

No Sir John, you may excuse your friends, and use the art of slirring a dye to stran­gers, win their money and welcome.

I Sir John, 'tis charity to cheat the Monsieurs, you use your Quick-silverd dye, a­mongst them as securely as you could in En­gland, and when you have got their money, wee'l spend it bravely.