Ben Jonson,
The Alchemist — Act 5
“ FACE. Purposing then, sir, To have burnt rose-vinegar, treacle, and tar, And have made it sweet, that you shou'd ne'er have known it; Because I knew the news would but afflict you, sir.LOVE. Breathe less, and farther off! Why this is stranger: The neighbours tell me all here that the doors Have still been open --FACE. How, sir!LOVE. Gallants, men and women, And of all sorts, tag-rag, been seen to flock here In threaves, these ten weeks, as to a second Hogsden, In days of Pimlico and Eye-bright.FACE. Sir, Their wisdoms will not say so.LOVE. To-day they speak Of coaches and gallants ”
