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GIU. Varlet, stay, here's thy fee, arrest him.

MUS. Signior Stephano, I arrest you.

STEP. Arrest me! there, take your cloak: I'll none of it.

GIU. Nay, that shall not serve your turn, varlet, bring him away, I'll go
with thee now to the Doctor's, and carry him along.

STEP. Why, is not here your cloak? what would you have?

GIU. I care not for that.

MUS. I pray you, sir.

GIU. Never talk of it; I will have him answer it.

MUS. Well, sir, then I'll leave you, I'll take this gentleman's word for
his appearance, as I have done yours.

GIU. Tut, I'll have no words taken, bring him along to answer it.

MUS. Good sir, I pity the gentleman's case, here's your money again.

GIU. God's bread, tell not me of my money, bring him away, I say.

MUS. I warrant you, he will go with you of himself.

GIU. Yet more ado?

MUS. I have made a fair mash of it.

STEP. Must I go?
[EXEUNT.

ENTER DOCTOR CLEMENT, THORELLO, LORENZO SENIOR, BIANCHA, PISO, TIB, A
SERVANT OR TWO OF THE DOCTOR'S.
CLEM. Nay, but stay, stay, give me leave; my chair, sirrah; you, Signior
Lorenzo, say you went thither to meet your son.

LOR. SE. Ay, sir.

CLEM. But who directed you thither?

LOR. SE. That did my man, sir.

CLEM. Where is he?

LOR. SE. Nay, I know not now, I left him with your clerk,
And appointed him to stay here for me.

CLEM. About what time was this?

LOR. SE. Marry, between one and two, as I take it.

CLEM. So, what time came my man with the message to you, Signior Thorello?

THO. After two, sir.

CLEM. Very good, but, lady, how that you were at Cob's, ha?

BIA. An't please you, sir, I'll tell you: my brother Prospero told me
that Cob's house was a suspected place.

CLEM. So it appears, methinks; but on.

BIA. And that my husband used thither daily.

CLEM. No matter, so he use himself well.

BIA. True, sir, but you know what grows by such haunts oftentimes.

CLEM. Ay, rank fruits of a jealous brain, lady: but did you find your
husband there in that case, as you suspected?

THO. I found her there, sir.

CLEM. Did you so? that alters the case; who gave you knowledge of your
wife's being there?

THO. Marry, that did my brother Prospero.

CLEM. How, Prospero first tell her, then tell you after? Where is Prospero?

THO. Gone with my sister, sir, I know not whither.

CLEM. Why, this is a mere trick, a device; you are gulled in this most
grossly: alas, poor wench, wert thou beaten for this? how now, sirrah,
what's the matter?
[ENTER ONE OF THE DOCTOR'S MEN.

SER. Sir, there's a gentleman in the court without desires to speak with
your worship.

CLEM. A gentleman? what's he?

SER. A soldier, sir, he sayeth.

CLEM. A soldier? fetch me my armour, my sword, quickly; a soldier speak
with me, why, when, knaves? -- come on, come on, hold my cap there, so;
give me my gorget, my sword; stand by, I will end your matters anon; let
the soldier enter, now, sir, what have you to say to me?

[ENTER BOBADILLA AND MATHEO.
BOB. By your worship's favour.

CLEM. May, keep out, sir, I know not your pretence, you send me word, sir,
you are a soldier, why, sir, you shall be answered here, here be them have
been amongst soldiers. Sir, your pleasure.

BOB. Faith, sir, so it is: this gentleman and myself have been most
violently wronged by one Signior Giuliano: a gallant of the city here; and
for my own part, I protest, being a man in no sort given to this filthy
humour of quarrelling, he hath assaulted me in the way of my peace,
despoiled me of mine honour, disarmed me of my weapons, and beaten me in
the open streets: when I not so much as once offered to resist him.

CLEM. Oh, God's precious, is this the soldier? here, take my armour
quickly, 'twill make him swoon, I fear; he is not fit to look on't that
will put up a blow.

[ENTER SERVANT.

MAT. An't please your worship, he was bound to the peace.

CLEM. Why, an he were, sir, his hands were not bound, were they?

SER. There is one of the varlets of the city has brought two gentlemen
here upon arrest, sir.

CLEM. Bid him come in, set by the picture.
[ENTER MUSCO WITH GIULIANO AND STEPHANO.
Now, sir, what! Signior Giuliano? is't you that are arrested at signior
freshwater's suit here?

GIU. I'faith, master Doctor, and here's another brought at my suit.

CLEM. What are you, sir?

STEP. A gentleman, sir; oh, uncle?

CLEM. Uncle? who, Lorenzo?

LOR. SE. Ay, sir.

STEP. God's my witness, my uncle, I am wrong'd here monstrously; he
chargeth me with stealing of his cloak, and would I might never stir, if I
did not find it in the street by chance.

GIU. Oh, did you find it now? you said you bought it erewhile.

STEP. And you said I stole it, nay, now my uncle is here I care not.

CLEM. Well, let this breathe awhile; you that have cause to complain
there, stand forth; had you a warrant for this arrest?

BOB. Ay, an't please your worship.

CLEM. Nay, do not speak in passion so, where had you it?

BOB. Of your clerk, sir.

CLEM. That's well, an my clerk can make warrants, and my hand not at them;
where is the warrant? varlet, have you it?

MUS. No, sir, your worship's man bid me do it for these gentlemen, and he
would be my discharge.

CLEM. Why, Signior Giuliano, are you such a novice to be arrested and
never see the warrant?

GIU. Why, sir, he did not arrest me.

CLEM. No? how then?

GIU. Marry, sir, he came to me and said he must arrest me, and he would
use me kindly, and so forth.

CLEM. Oh, God's pity, was it so, sir? he must arrest you. Give me my
long sword there; help me off, so; come on sir varlet, I must cut off your
legs, sirrah; nay, stand up, I'll use you kindly; I must cut off your legs,
I say.

MUS. Oh, good sir, I beseech you, nay, good master Doctor. Oh, good sir.

CLEM. I must do it; there is no remedy;
I must cut off your legs, sirrah.
I must cut off your ears, you rascal, I must do it;
I must cut off your nose, I must cut off your head.

MUS. Oh, for God's sake, good master Doctor.

CLEM. Well, rise; how dost thou now? dost thou feel thyself well? hast
thou no harm?

MUS. No, I thank God, sir, and your good worship.

CLEM. Why so? I said I must cut off thy legs, and I must cut off thy
arms, and I must cut off thy head; but I did not do it so: you said you
must arrest this gentleman, but you did not arrest him, you knave, you
slave, you rogue, do you say you must arrest, sirrah? away with him to the
jail, I'll teach you a trick for your must.

MUS. Good master Doctor, I beseech you be good to me.

CLEM. Marry o'God: away with him, I say.

MUS. Nay, 'sblood, before I go to prison, I'll put on my old brazen face,
and disclaim in my vocation: I'll discover, that's flat, an I be
committed, it shall be for the committing of more villainies than this,
hang me an I lose the least grain of my fame.

CLEM. Why? when, knave? by God's marry, I'll clap thee by the heels too.

MUS. Hold, hold, I pray you.

CLEM. What's the matter? Stay there.

MUS. Faith, sir, afore I go to this house of bondage, I have a case to
unfold to your worship: which (that it may appear more plain unto your
worship's view) I do thus first of all uncase, and appear in mine own
proper nature, servant to this gentleman: and known by the name of Musco.

LOR. SE. Ha, Musco!

STEP. Oh, uncle, Musco has been with my cousin and I all this day.

CLEM. Did not I tell you there was some device?

MUS. Nay, good master Doctor, since I have laid myself thus open to your
worship, now stand strong for me, till the progress of my tale be ended,
and then if my wit do not deserve your countenance, 'slight, throw it on a
dog, and let me go hang myself.

CLEM. Body of me, a merry knave, give me a bowl of sack. Signior Lorenzo,
I bespeak your patience in particular, marry, your ears in general, here,
knave, Doctor Clement drinks to thee.

MUS. I pledge master Doctor an't were a sea to the bottom.

CLEM. Fill his bowl for that, fill his bowl: so, now speak freely.

MUS. Indeed, this is it will make a man speak freely. But to the point,
know then that I, Musco, (being somewhat more trusted of my master than
reason required, and knowing his intent to Florence,) did assume the habit
of a poor soldier in wants, and minding by some means to intercept his
journey in the midway, 'twixt the grange and the city, I encountered him,
where begging of him in the most accomplished and true garb, (as they term
it) contrary to all expectation, he reclaimed me from that bad course of
life; entertained me into his service, employed me in his business, possest
me with his secrets, which I no sooner had received, but (seeking my young
master, and finding him at this gentleman's house) I revealed all most
amply: this done, by the device of Signior Prospero and him together, I
returned (as the raven did to the ark) to mine old master again, told him
he should find his son in what manner he knows, at one Cob's house, where
indeed he never meant to come; now my master, he to maintain the jest, went
thither, and left me with your worship's clerk, who, being of a most fine
supple disposition, (as most of your clerks are) proffers me the wine,
which I had the grace to accept very easily, and to the tavern we went:
there after much ceremony, I made him drunk in kindness, stript him to his
shirt, and leaving him in that cool vein, departed, frolick, courtier-like,
having obtained a suit: which suit fitting me exceedingly well, I put on,
and usurping your man's phrase and action, carried a message to Signior
Thorello in your name; which message was merely devised but to procure his
absence, while Signior Prospero might make a conveyance of Hesperida to my
master.

CLEM. Stay, fill me the bowl again, here; 'twere pity of his life would
not cherish such a spirit: I drink to thee, fill him wine, why, now do you
perceive the trick of it?

THO. Ay, ay, perceive well we were all abused.

LOR. SE. Well, what remedy?

CLEM. Where is Lorenzo and Prospero, canst thou tell?

MUS. Ay, sir, they are at supper at the Mermaid, where I left your man.

CLEM. Sirrah, go warn them hither presently before me, and if the hour of
your fellow's resurrection be come, bring him too. But forward, forward,
when thou has been at Thorello's.
[EXIT SERVANT.

MUS. Marry, sir, coming along the street, these two gentlemen meet me, and
very strongly supposing me to be your worship's scribe, entreated me to
procure them a warrant for the arrest of Signior Giuliano, I promised them,
upon some pair of silk stockings or a jewel, or so, to do it, and to get a
varlet of the city to serve it, which varlet I appointed should meet them
upon the Realto at such an hour, they no sooner gone, but I, in a mere hope
of more gain by Signior Giuliano, went to one of Satan's old ingles, a
broker, and there pawned your man's livery for a varlet's suit, which here,
with myself, I offer unto your worship's consideration.

CLEM. Well, give me thy hand; Proh. Superi ingenium magnum quis noscit
Homerum. Illias oeternum si latuisset opus? I admire thee, I honour thee,
and if thy master or any man here be angry with thee, I shall suspect his
wit while I know him for it: do you hear, Signior Thorello, Signior
Lorenzo, and the rest of my good friends, I pray you let me have peace when
they come, I have sent for the two gallants and Hesperida, God's marry, I
must have you, friends, but now? what noise is there?

[ENTER SERVANT, THEN PETO.
SER. Sir, it is Peto is come home.

CLEM. Peto, bring him hither, bring him hither, what, how now, signior
drunkard, in arms against me, ha? your reason, your reason for this.

PET. I beseech your worship to pardon me.

CLEM. Well, sirrah, tell him I do pardon him.

PET. Truly, sir, I did happen into bad company by chance, and they cast me
in a sleep and stript me of all my clothes.

CLEM. Tut, this is not to the purpose touching your armour, what might
your armour signify?

PET. Marry, sir, it hung in the room where they stript me, and I borrowed
it of one of the drawers, now in the evening, to come home in, because I
was loth to come through the street in my shirt.

[ENTER LORENZO JUNIOR, PROSPERO, HESPERIDA.

CLEM. Well, disarm him, but it's no matter, let him stand by: who be
these? oh, young gallants; welcome, welcome, and you, lady, nay, never
scatter such amazed looks amongst us, Qui nil potest sperare desperet nihil.

PROS. Faith, master Doctor, that's even I, my hopes are small, and my
despair shall be as little. Brother, sister, brother, what, cloudy,
cloudy? "and will no sunshine on these looks appear?" Well, since there
is such a tempest toward, I'll be the porpoise, I'll dance: wench, be of
good cheer, thou hast a cloak for the rain yet, where is he? 'Sheart, how
now, the picture of the prodigal, go to, I'll have the calf drest for you
at my charges.

LOR. SE. Well, son Lorenzo, this day's work of yours hath much deceived my
hopes, troubled my peace, and stretch'd my patience further than became the
spirit of duty.

CLEM. Nay, God's pity, Signior Lorenzo, you shall urge it no more: come,
since you are here, I'll have the disposing of all, but first, Signior
Giuliano, at my request take your cloak again.

GIU. Well, sir, I am content.

CLEM. Stay, now let me see, oh signior snow-liver, I had almost forgotten
him, and your Genius there, what, doth he suffer for a good conscience too?
doth he bear his cross with patience?

MUS. Nay, they have scarce one cross between them both to bear.

CLEM. Why, dost thou know him? what is he? what is he?

MUS. Marry, search his pocket, sir, and he'll shew you he is an author, sir.

CLEM. Dic mihi musa virum: are you an author, sir? give me leave a
little, come on, sir, I'll make verses with you now in honour of the gods
and the goddesses for what you dare extempore; and now I begin.
"Mount thee my Phlegon muse, and testify,
How Saturn sitting in an ebon cloud,
Disrobed his podex, white as ivory,
And through the welkin thunder'd all aloud."
There's for you, sir.

PROS. Oh, he writes not in that height of style.

CLEM. No: we'll come a step or two lower then.
"From Catadupa and the banks of Nile,
Where only breeds your monstrous crocodile,
Now are we purposed for to fetch our style."

PROS. Oh, too far-fetch'd for him still, master Doctor.

CLEM. Ay, say you so? let's intreat a sight of his vein then.

PROS. Signior, master Doctor desires to see a sight of your vein, nay you
must not deny him.

CLEM. What, all this verse, body of me, he carries a whole realm; a
commonwealth of paper in his hose, let's see some of his subjects.
"Unto the boundless ocean of thy beauty,
Runs this poor river, charg'd with streams of zeal,
Returning thee the tribute of my duty:
Which here my youth, my plaints, my love reveal."
Good! is this your own invention?

MAT. No, sir, I translated that out of a book, called 'Delia'.

CLEM. Oh, but I would see some of your own, some of your own.

MAT. Sir, here's the beginning of a sonnet I made to my mistress.

CLEM. That, that: who? to Madonna Hesperida, is she your mistress?

PROS. It pleaseth him to call her so, sir.

CLEM. "In summer time, when Phoebus' golden rays".
You translated this too, did you not?

PROS. No, this is invention; he found it in a ballad.

MAT. Faith sir, I had most of the conceit of it out of a ballad indeed.

CLEM. Conceit, fetch me a couple of torches, sirrah,
I may see the conceit: quickly! it's very dark!

GIU. Call you this poetry?

LOR. JU. Poetry? nay, then call blasphemy, religion;
Call devils, angels; and sin, piety:
Let all things be preposterously transchanged.

LOR. SE. Why, how now, son! what are you startled now?
Hath the brize prick'd you, ha? go to; you see
How abjectly your poetry is rank'd in general opinion.

LOR. JU. Opinion, O God, let gross opinion sink and be damn'd
As deep as Barathrum,
If it may stand with your most wish'd content,
I can refell opinion and approve
The state of poesy, such as it is,
Blessed, eternal, and most true divine:
Indeed, if you will look on Poesy
As she appears in many, poor and lame,
Patch'd up in remnants and old worn rags,
Half starved for want of her peculiar food:
Sacred invention, then I must confirm
Both your conceit and censure of her merit,
But view her in her glorious ornaments,
Attired in the majesty of art,
Set high in spirit, with the precious taste
Of sweet philosophy, and which is most,
Crown'd with the rich traditions of a soul
That hates to have her dignity profaned
With any relish of an earthly thought:
Oh, then how proud a presence doth she bear.
Then is she like herself, fit to be seen
Of none but grave and consecrated eyes:
Nor is it any blemish to her fame,
That such lean, ignorant, and blasted wits,
Such brainless gulls, should utter their stol'n wares
With such applauses in our vulgar ears:
Or that their slubber'd lines have current pass
From the fat judgments of the multitude,
But that this barren and infected age
Should set no difference 'twixt these empty spirits
And a true poet: than which reverend name
Nothing can more adorn humanity.

[ENTER WITH TORCHES.
CLEM. Ay, Lorenzo, but election is now governed altogether by the
influence of humour, which, instead of those holy flames that should direct
and light the soul to eternity, hurls forth nothing but smoke and congested
vapours, that stifle her up, and bereave her of all sight and motion. But
she must have a store of hellebore given her to purge these gross
obstructions: oh, that's well said, give me thy torch, come, lay this
stuff together. So, give fire! there, see, see, how our poet's glory
shines brighter and brighter, still, still it increaseth, oh, now it's at
the highest, and now it declines as fast: you may see, gallants, "sic
transit gloria mundi". Well now, my two signior outsides, stand forth, and
lend me your large ears, to a sentence, to a sentence: first, you,
Signior, shall this night to the cage, and so shall you, sir, from thence
to-morrow morning, you, Signior, shall be carried to the market cross, and
be there bound: and so shall you, sir, in a large motley coat, with a rod
at your girdle; and you in an old suit of sackcloth, and the ashes of your
papers (save the ashes, sirrah) shall mourn all day, and at night both
together sing some ballad of repentance very piteously, which you shall
make to the tune of "Who list to lead and a soldier's life". Sirrah
bill-man, embrace you this torch, and light the gentlemen to their
lodgings, and because we tender their safety, you shall watch them
to-night, you are provided for the purpose, away, and look to your charge
with an open eye, sirrah.

BOB. Well, I am arm'd in soul against the worst of fortune.

MAT. Faith, so should I be, an I had slept on it.

PET. I am arm'd too, but I am not like to sleep on it.

MUS. Oh, how this pleaseth me.
[EXEUNT.

CLEM. Now, Signior Thorello, Giuliano, Prospero, Biancha.

STEP. And not me, sir.

CLEM. Yes, and you, sir: I had lost a sheep an he had not bleated, I must
have you all friends: but first a word with you, young gallant, and you,
lady.

GIU. Well, brother Prospero, by this good light that shines here, I am
loth to kindle fresh coals, but an you had come in my walk within these two
hours I had given you that you should not have clawed off again in haste,
by Jesus, I had done it, I am the arrant'st rogue that ever breathed else,
but now beshrew my heart if I bear you any malice in the earth.

PROS. Faith, I did it but to hold up a jest, and help my sister to a
husband, but, brother Thorello, and sister, you have a spice of the jealous
yet, both of you, (in your hose, I mean,) come, do not dwell upon your
anger so much, let's all be smooth foreheaded once again.

THOR. He plays upon my forehead, brother Giuliano, I pray you tell me one
thing I shall ask you: is my forehead any thing rougher than it was wont
to be?

GIU. Rougher? your forehead is smooth enough, man.

THO. Why should he then say, be smooth foreheaded,
Unless he jested at the smoothness of it?
And that may be, for horn is very sooth;
So are my brows, by Jesu, smooth as horn!

BIA. Brother, had he no haunt thither, in good faith?

PROS. No, upon my soul.

BIA. Nay, then, sweet-heart: nay, I pray thee, be not angry, god faith,
I'll never suspect thee any more, nay, kiss me, sweet muss.

THO. Tell me, Biancha, do not you play the woman with me.

BIA. What's that, sweet-heart?

THO. Dissemble.

BIA. Dissemble?

THO. Nay, do not turn away: but say i'faith was it not a match appointed
'twixt this old gentleman and you?

BIA. A match?

THO. Nay, if it were not, I do not care: do not weep, I pray thee, sweet
Biancha, nay, so now! by Jesus, I am not jealous, but resolved I have the
faithful'st wife in Italy.
"For this I find, where jealousy is fed,
Horns in the mind are worse than on the head.
See what a drove of horns fly in the air,
Wing'd with my cleansed and my credulous breath:
Watch them, suspicious eyes, watch where they fall,
See, see, on heads that think they have none at all.
Oh, what a plenteous world of this will come,
When air rains horns, all men be sure of some:

CLEM. Why that's well, come then: what say you, are all agreed? doth
none stand out?

PROS. None but this gentleman: to whom in my own person I owe all duty
and affection; but most seriously intreat pardon, for whatsoever hath past
in these occurrants that might be contrary to his most desired content.

LOR. SE. Faith sir, it is a virtue that pursues
Any save rude and uncomposed spirits,
To make a fair construction, and indeed
Not to stand off, when such respective means
Invite a general content in all.

CLEM. Well, then I conjure you all here to put off all discontentment,
first, you Signior Lorenze, your cares; you, and you, your jealousy; you,
our anger, and you, your wit, sir; and for a peace-offering, here's one
willing to be sacrificed upon this altar: say, do you approve my motion?

PROS. We do, I'll be mouth for all.

CLEM. Why, then I wish them all joy, and now, to make our evening
happiness more full: this night you shall be all my guests: where we'll
enjoy the very spirit of mirth, and carouse to the health of this heroic
spirit, whom to honour the more I do invest in my own robes, desiring you
two, Giuliano and Prospero, to be his supporters, the train to follow,
myself will lead, ushered by my page here with this honourable verse --
"Claudite jam rivos pueri sat prata biberunt".

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GLOSSARY

ABATE, cast down, subdue
ABHORRING, repugnant (to), at variance
ABJECT, base, degraded thing, outcast
ABRASE, smooth, blank
ABSOLUTE(LY), faultless(ly)
ABSTRACTED, abstract, abstruse
ABUSE, deceive, insult, dishonour, make ill use of
ACATER, caterer
ACATES, cates
ACCEPTIVE, willing, ready to accept, receive
ACCOMMODATE, fit, befitting. (The word was a fashionable one and used on
all occasions. See "Henry IV.," pt. 2, iii.4)
ACCOST, draw near, approach
ACKNOWN, confessedly acquainted with
ACME, full maturity
ADALANTADO, lord deputy or governor of a Spanish province
ADJECTION, addition
ADMIRATION, astonishment
ADMIRE, wonder, wonder at
ADROP, philosopher's stone, or substance from which obtained
ADSCRIVE, subscribe
ADULTERATE, spurious, counterfeit
ADVANCE, life
ADVERTISE, inform, give intelligence
ADVERTISED, "be --," be it known to you
ADVERTISEMENT, intelligence
ADVISE, consider, bethink oneself, deliberate
ADVISED, informed, aware; "are you --?" have you found that out?
AFFECT, love, like; aim at; move
AFFECTED, disposed; beloved
AFFECTIONATE, obstinate; prejudiced
AFFECTS, affections
AFFRONT, "give the -- ," face
AFFY, have confidence in; betroth
AFTER, after the manner of
AGAIN, AGAINST, in anticipation of
AGGRAVATE, increase, magnify, enlarge upon
AGNOMINATION. See Paranomasie
AIERY, nest, brood
AIM, guess
ALL HID, children's cry at hide-and-seek
ALL-TO, completely, entirely ("all-to-be-laden")
ALLOWANCE, approbation, recognition
ALMA-CANTARAS (astron.), parallels of altitude
ALMAIN, name of a dance
ALMUTEN, planet of chief influence in the horoscope
ALONE, unequalled, without peer
ALUDELS, subliming pots
AMAZED, confused, perplexed
AMBER, AMBRE, ambergris
AMBREE, MARY, a woman noted for her valour at the siege of Ghent, 1458
AMES-ACE, lowest throw at dice
AMPHIBOLIES, ambiguities
AMUSED, bewildered, amazed
AN, if
ANATOMY, skeleton, or dissected body
ANDIRONS, fire-dogs
ANGEL, gold coin worth 10s., stamped with the figure of the archangel Michael
ANNESH CLEARE, spring known as Agnes le Clare
ANSWER, return hit in fencing
ANTIC, ANTIQUE, clown, buffoon
ANTIC, like a buffoon
ANTIPERISTASIS, an opposition which enhances the quality it opposes
APOZEM, decoction
AFFERIL, peril
APPLE-JOHN, APPLE-SQUIRE, pimp, pander
APPLY, attach
APPREHEND, take into custody
APPREHENSIVE, quick of perception; able to perceive and appreciate
APPROVE, prove, confirm
APT, suit, adapt; train, prepare; dispose, incline
APT(LY), suitable(y), opportune(ly)
APTITUDE, suitableness
ARBOR, "make the --," cut up the game (Gifford)
ARCHES, Court of Arches
ARCHIE, Archibald Armstrong, jester to James I. and Charles I.
ARGAILE, argol, crust or sediment in wine casks
ARGENT-VIVE, quicksilver
ARGUMENT, plot of a drama; theme, subject; matter in question; token, proof
ARRIDE, please
ARSEDINE, mixture of copper and zinc, used as an imitation of gold-leaf
ARTHUR, PRINCE, reference to an archery show by a society who assumed arms,
etc., of Arthur's knights
ARTICLE, item
ARTIFICIALLY, artfully
ASCENSION, evaporation, distillation
ASPIRE, try to reach, obtain, long for
ASSALTO (Ital.), assault
ASSAY, draw a knife along the belly of the deer, a ceremony of the
hunting-field
ASSOIL, solve
ASSURE, secure possession or reversion of
ATHANOR, a digesting furnace, calculated to keep up a constant heat
ATONE, reconcile
ATTACH, attack, seize
AUDACIOUS, having spirit and confidence
AUTHENTIC(AL), of authority, authorised, trustworthy, genuine
AVISEMENT, reflection, consideration
AVOID, begone! get rid of
AWAY WITH, endure
AZOCH, Mercurius Philosophorum

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