Before Sun rise they entred Florence at Porta Romana,attended only by two Servants,the rest being left behind to avoid notice;but,alas!they needed not to have used half that caution;for early as it was,the Streets were crowded with all sorts of People passing to and fro,and every Man employ'd in something relating to the Diversions to come;so that no notice was taken of any body;a Marquess and his Train might have pass'd by as unregarded as a single Fachin or Cobler.Not a Window in the Streets but echoed the tuning of a Lute or thrumming of a Gitarr:for,by the way,the Inhabitants of Florence are strangely addicted to the love of Musick,insomuch that scarce their Children can go,before they can scratch some Instrument or other.It was no unpleasing Spectacle to our Cavaliers (who,seeing they were not observ'd,resolved to make Observations)to behold the Diversity of Figures and Postures of many of these Musicians.Here you should have an affected Vallet,who Mimick'd the Behaviour of his Master,leaning carelessly against the Window,with his Head on one side,in a languishing Posture,whining,in a low,mournful Voice,some dismal Complaint;while,from his sympathizing Theorbo,issued a Base no less doleful to the Hearers.In Opposition to him was set up perhaps a Cobler,with the wretched Skeleton of a Gitarr,battered and waxed together by his own Industry,and who with three Strings out of Tune,and his own tearing hoarse Voice,would rack attention from the Neighbourhood,to the great affliction of many more moderate Practitioners,who,no doubt,were full as desirous to be heard.By this time Aurelian's Servant had taken a Lodging and was returned,to give his Master an Account of it.The Cavaliers grown weary of that ridiculous Entertainment,which was diverting at first sight,retired whither the Lacquey conducted them;who,according to their Directions,had sought out one of the most obscure Streets in the City.All that day,to the evening,was spent in sending from one Brokers Shop to another,to furnish them with Habits,since they had not time to make any new.
There was,it happened,but one to be got Rich enough to please our young Gentlemen,so many were taken up upon this occasion.While they were in Dispute and Complementing one another,(Aurelian protesting that Hippolito should wear it,and he,on 'tother hand,forswearing it as bitterly)a Servant of Hippolito's came up and ended the Controversie;telling them,That he had met below with the Vallet de Chambre of a Gentleman,who was one of the greatest Gallants about the Town,but was at this time in such a condition he could not possibly be at the Entertainment;whereupon the Vallet had designed to dress himself up in his Master's Apparel,and try his talent at Court;which he hearing,told him he would inform him how he might bestow the Habit for some time much more to his profit if not to his pleasure,so acquainted him with the occasion his Master had for it.Hippolito sent for the Fellow up,who was not so fond of his design as not to be bought off it,but upon having his own demand granted for the use of it,brought it;it was very Rich,and upon tryal,as fit for Hippolito as if it had been made for him.The Ceremony was performed in the Morning,in the great Dome,with all magnificence correspondent to the wealth of the great Duke,and the esteem he had for the Noble Pair.The next Morning was to be a Tilting,and the same Night a Masquing Ball at Court.To omit the Description of the universal Joy,(that had diffus'd it self through all the Conduits of Wine,which convey'd it in large measures to the People)and only relate those effects of it which concern our present Adventurers.You must know,that about the fall of the Evening,and at that time when the aequilibrium of Day and Night,for some time,holds the Air in a gloomy suspence between an unwillingness to leave the light,and a natural impulse into the Dominion of darkness,about this time our Hero's,shall I say,sally'd or slunk out of their Lodgings,and steer'd toward the great Palace,whither,before they were arrived,such a prodigious number of Torches were on fire,that the day,by help of these Auxiliary Forces,seem'd to continue its Dominion;the Owls and Bats apprehending their mistake,in counting the hours,retir'd again to a convenient darkness;for Madam Night was no more to be seen than she was to be heard;and the Chymists were of Opinion,That her fuliginous Damps,rarefy'd by the abundance of Flame,were evaporated.
Now the Reader I suppose to be upon Thorns at this and the like impertinent Digressions,but let him alone and he'll come to himself;at which time I think fit to acquaint him,that when I digress,I am at that time writing to please my self,when I continue the Thread of the Story,I write to please him;supposing him a reasonable Man,Iconclude him satisfied to allow me this liberty,and so I proceed.
If our Cavaliers were dazled at the splendour they beheld without doors,what surprize,think you,must they be in,when entering the Palace they found even the lights there to be but so many foils to the bright eyes that flash'd upon 'em at every turn.
