'll carry it Ru. Does this become you Princess Arm. The Captain 's jealous Jealous of that he never durst deserve yet Goe freely goe I 'll give thee leave Ru. Your leave Sir Arm. Yes my leave Sir I 'll not be troubled neither Nor shall my heart ake or my head be jealous Nor strange suspitious thoughts reign in my memory Go on and do thy worst I 'll smile at thee I kiss your fair hand first then farewel Captain Exit Quisar What a pure soul inherits here what innocence Sure I was blind when I first lov'd this fellow And long to live in that fogg still how he blusters Ru. Am I your property or those your flatteries The banquets that ye bid me to the trust I build my goodly hopes on Quisar Be more temperate Ru. Are these the shews of your respect and favour What did he here what language had he with ye Did ye invite could ye stay no longer â—o be so gracious in your eye Quisar You are too forward Ru. Why at these private hours Quisar You are too saucy Too impudent to task me with those errors Do ye know what I am Sir and my prerogative Though you be a thing I have call'd by th' name of friend â— never taught you to dispose my liberty â—ow durst you touch mine honor blot my meanings â—nd name an action and of mine but noble Thou poor unworthy thing how have I grac'd thee â—ow have I nourisht thee and raised thee hourly Are these the gratitudes you bring Ruy Dias The thanks the services I am fairly paid Was 't not enough I saw thou wert a Coward â—nd shaddowed thee no noble sparkle in thee Daily provok'd thee and still found thee coward â—ais'd noble causes for thee strangers started at Yet still still still a Coward ever Coward And with those taints dost thou upbraid my virtues Ruy. I was too blame Lady Quisar So blindly bold to touch at my behaviour Durst thou but look amiss at my allowance If thou hadst been a brave fellow thou hadst had some licence Some liberty I might have then allowed thee For thy good face some scope to have argued with me But being nothing but a sound a shape The meer sign of a Soldier of a Lover The dregs and draffy part disgrace and jealousie I scorn thee and contemn thee Ru. Dearest Lady If I have been too free Quisar Thou hast been too foolish And go on still I 'll study to forget thee I would I could and yet I pity thee Exit Ru. I am not worth it if I were that 's misery The next door is but death I must aim at it Exit Actus Quartus Scaena Prina Enter King and Governor like a Moor-Priest Kin. SO far and truly you have discovered to me The former currents of my life and fortune That I am bound to acknowledge ye most holy And certainly to credit your predictions Of what are yet to come Gov. I am no lyer 'T is strange I should and live so near a neighbor But these are not my ends Kin. Pray ye sit good father Certain a reverend man and most religious Gov. I that belief 's well now and let me work then I 'll make ye curse Religion e'r I leave ye I have liv'd a long time Son a mew'd up man Sequester'd by the special hand of Heaven From the worlds vanities bid farewel to follies And shook hands with all heats of youth and pleasures As in a dream these twenty years I have slumber'd Many a cold Moon have I in meditation And searching out the hidden Wils of heaven Lain shaking under many a burning Sun Has fear'd my body and boil'd up my blood Feebl'd my knees and stampt a Meagerness Upon my figure all to find out knowledge Which I have now attained to thanks to heaven All for my countreys good too and many a vision Many a mistick vision have I seen Son And many a sight from heaven which has been terrible Wherein the Goods and Evils of these Islands Were lively shadowed many a charge I have had too Still as the time grew ripe to reveal these To travel and discover now I am come Son The hour is now appointed My tongue is touch'd and now I speak Kin. Do Holy man I 'll hear ye Gov. Beware these Portugals I say beware 'em These smooth-sac'd strangers have an eye upon ' em The cause is now the God's hear and believe King King I do hear but before I give rash credit Or hang too light on belief which is a sin father Know I have found 'em gentle faithful valiant And am in my particular bound to 'em I mean to some for my most strange deliverance Gov. Oh Son the future aims of men observe me Above their present actions and their glory Are to be look'd at the Stars shew many turnings If you could see mark but with my eyes pupil These men came hither as my vision tells me Poor weather-beaten almost lost starv'd feebled Their vessels like themselves most miserable Made a long sute for traffique and for comfort To vent their childrens toys cure their diseases They had their sute they landed and to th' rate Grew rich and powerful suckt the fat and freedom Of this most blessed Isle taught her to tremble Witness the Castle here the Citadel They have clapt upon the neck of your Tidore This happy Town till that she knew these strangers To check her when she 's jolly King They have so indeed Father Gov. Take heed take heed I find your fair delivery Though you be pleas'd to glorifie that fortune And think these strangers gods take heed I say I find it but a handsome preparation A fair-fac'd Prologue to a further mischief Mark but the end good King the pin he shoots at That was the man deliver'd ye the mirror Your Sister is his due what 's she your heir Sir And what 's he a kin then to the kingdom But heirs are not ambitious who then suffers What reverence shall the gods have and what justice The miserable people what shall they do King He points at truth directly Gov. Think of these Son The person nor the manner I mislike not Of your preserver nor the whole man together Were he but season'd in the Faith we are In our Devotions learn'd King You say right Father Gov. To change our Worships now and our Religion To be traytor to our God King You have well advised me And I will seriously consider Father In the mean time you shall have your fair access Unto my Sister advise her to your purpose And let me still know how the gods determine Gov. I will but my main end is to advise The destruction of you all a general ruine And when I am reveng'd let the gods whistle Exeunt Enter Ruy Dias and Pyniero Ruy. Indeed I am right glad ye were not greedy And sudden in performing what I will'd you Upon the person of Armufia I was afraid for I well
of fixed stars for smiles All a young lovers cunning all his wiles And pretty wanton dyings shall to me Be strangers only to your chastitie I am devoted ever Clo. Honest Swain First let me thank you then return again As much of my love no thou art too cold Unhappy Boy not tempred to my mold Thy blood falls heavy downward 't is not fear To offend in boldness wins they never wear Deserved favours that deny to take When they are offered freely Do I wake To see a man of his youth years and feature And such a one as we call goodly creature Thus backward What a world of precious Art Were meerly lost to make him do his part But I will shake him off that dares not hold Let men that hope to be belov'd be bold Daphnis I do desire since we are met So happily our lives and fortunes set Upon one stake to give assurance now By interchange of hands and holy vow Never to break again walk you that way Whilest I in zealous meditation stray A little this way when we both have ended These rites and duties by the woods befriended And secresie of night retire and find An aged Oak whose hollowness may bind Us both within his body thither go It stands within yon bottom Daph. Be it so Ex. Daph. Clo. And I will meet there never more with thee Thou idle shamefastness Alex. within Cloe Clo. 'T is he That dare I hope be bolder Alex. Cloe Clo. Now Great Pan for Syrinx sake bid speed our Plow Exit Cloe. Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Sullen Shepherd with Amaryllis in a sleep Sull. FRom thy forehead thus I take These herbs and charge thee not awake Till in yonder holy Well Thrice with powerful Magick spell Fill'd with many a baleful word Thou hast been dipt thus with my cord Of blasted Hemp by Moon-light twin'd I do thy sleepy body bind I turn thy head into the East And thy feet into the West Thy left arm to the South put forth And thy right unto the North I take thy body from the ground In this deep and deadly swound And into this holy spring I let thee slide down by my string Take this Maid thou holy pit To thy bottom nearer yet In thy water pure and sweet By thy leave I dip her feet Thus I let her lower yet That her ankles may be wet Yet down lower let her knee In thy waters washed be There stop Fly away Every thing that loves the day Truth that hath but one face Thus I charm thee from this place Snakes that cast your coats for new Camelions that alter hue Hares that yearly Sexes change Proteus alt'ring oft and strange Hecate with shapes three Let this Maiden changed be With this holy water wet To the shape of Amoret Cynthia work thou with my charm Thus I draw thee free from harm Up out of this blessed Lake Rise both like her and awake She awakes Amar. Speak Shepherd am I Amoret to fight Or hast thou mist in any Magick rite For want of which any defect in me May make our practices discovered be Sul. By yonder Moon but that I here do stand Whose breath hath thus transform'd thee and whose hand Let thee down dry and pluckt thee up thus wet I should my self take thee for Amoret Thou art in cloths in feature voice and hew So like that sense cannot distinguish you Amar. Then this deceit which cannot crossed be At once shall lose her him and gain thee me Hither she needs must come by promise made And sure his nature never was so bad To bid a Virgin meet him in the wood When night and fear are up but understood 'T was his part to come first being come I 'le say My constant love made me come first and stay Then will I lead him further to the grove But stay you here and if his own true love Shall seek him here set her in some wrong path Which say her lover lately troden hath I 'le not be far from hence if need there be Here is another charm whose power will free The dazeled sense read by the Moons beams clear And in my own true map make me appear Exâ—â— Enter Perigot Sull. Stand close here 's Perigot whose constant heart â—ongs to behold her in whose shape thou art Per. This is the place fair Amoret the hour 〈◊〉 yet scarce come Here every Sylvan power 〈◊〉 lights to be about you sacred Well Which they have blest with many a powerful Spell â—or never Traveller in dead of Night â—or strayed Beasts have faln in but when sight â—ath fail'd them then their right way they have found â—y help of them so holy is the ground â—ut I will farther seek lest Amoret â—hould be first come and so stray long unmet My Amoret Amoret Ex. Amaryllis Perigot Per. My Love Amar. I come my Love Exit Sull. Now she has got â—et own desires and I shall gainer be â—f my long lookt for hopes as well as she â—ow bright the moon shines here as if she strove â—o show her Glory in this little Grove Enter Amoret â—o some new loved Shepherd Yonder is â—nother Amoret Where differs this â—rom that but that she Perigot hath met 〈◊〉 should have ta'n this for the counterfeit â—erbs Woods and Springs the power that in you lies 〈◊〉 mortal men could know your Properties Amo. Methinks it is not Night I have no fear â—alking this Wood of Lions or the Bear Whose Names at other times have made me quake When any Shepherdess in her tale spake â—f some of them that underneath a Wood â—are torn true Lovers that together stood 〈◊〉 thinks there are no Goblins and mens talk â—â—at in these Woods the nimble Fairies walk â—e fables such a strong heart I have got â—ecause I come to meet with Perigot 〈◊〉 Perigot who 's that my Perigot Sull. Fair maid Amo. Ay me thou art not Perigot Sull. But I can tell ye news of Perigot â—n hour together under yonder tree â—e sate with wreathed arms and call'd on thee â—nd said why Amoret stayest thou so long â—hen starting up down yonder path he slung â—est thou hadst miss'd thy way were it day light â—e could not yet have born him out of sight Amor. Thanks gentle Shepherd and beshrew my stay â—hat made me fearful I had lost my way â—s fast as my weak Legs that cannot be Weary with seeking him will carry me â—ll seek him out and for thy Courtesie â—ay Pan thy Love may ever follow thee Exit Sull. How bright she was how lovely did she show â—'as it not pity to deceive her so â—e pluckt her Garments up and tript away â—nd with her Virgin-innocence did pray â—or me that perjur'd her Whilst she was here â—e thought the Beams of Light that did appear â—ere shot from her methought the Moon gave none â—ut what it had from her she was alone With me if then her presence did so move Why did not I essay
Poor mountain Muscovite congeal'd with cold As Shore toth ' Pilot in a safe known Coast When 's Card is broken and his Rudder lost THE MAD LOVER A TRAGI-COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Astorax King of Paphos Memnon the General and the Mad Lover Polydor Brother to Memnon beloved of Calis two eminent Souldiers Eumenes Polybius Chilax an old merry Souldier Syphax a Souldier in love with the Princess Stremon a Souldier that can sing Demagoras Servant to the General Chirurgion Fool. Page Courtiers WOMEN Calis Sister to the King and Mistris to Memnon Cleanthe Sister to Syphax Lucippe one of the Princesses Women Priest of Venus an old wanton A Nun. Cloe a Camp Baggage The Scene Paphos The principal Actors were Richard Burbadge Robert Benfeild Nathanael Feild Henry Condel John Lowin William Eglestone Richard Sharpe Actus primus Scena prima Flourish Enter Astorax King of Paphos his Sister Calis Tâ—â—â— and Cleanthe Lucippe Gentlewomen at â—â—â— door at the other Eumenes a Souldier Eume. Hâ—alth to my Soveraign King Eumenes welcome Welcome to Paphâ—â— Souldier to our love And that â—aâ— health ye wish us through the Camp May it dispâ—rse it s lf and make all happy How does the General the valiant Memnon And how his Wars Eumenes Eume. The Gods have giv'n you Royal Siâ— a Souldier Better nâ—â—e sâ—ught a dangâ—â— more approv'd In way of Waâ— more master of his fortunes I â—p it in leading 'em in doing valiant In following all his deeds to Victories And holding fortunâ— certain there King O Souldier Thou speak'st a man indeed a Generals General A soul conceiv'd a Souldier Eumen. Ten set Battels Against the strong usurper Diocles Whom long experience had begot a Leader Ambition rais'd too mighty hath your Memnon Won and won gloriously distrest and shook him Even from the head of all his hopes to nothing In three he beat the Thunder-bolt his Brother Forc'd him to wall himself up there not safe Shook him with war like Engins like an Earthquake Till like a Snail he left his shell and crawl'd By night and hideous darkness to destruction Disarm'd for ever rising more Twelve Castles Some thought impregnable Towns twice as many Countries that like the wind knew no command But savage wildness hath this General With loss of blood and youth through Storms and Tempests Call'd to your fair obedience King O my Souldier That thou wert now within my arms what drums Drums within Are those that beat Eumenes Eumen. His my Soveraign Himself i' th' head of conquest drawing home An old man now to offer up his glories And endless conquest at your shrine King Goe all And entertain him with all Ceremonie We 'l keep him now a Courtier Eumen. Sir a strange one Pray God his language bear it by my life Sir He knows no complement nor curious casting Of words into fit places e're he speak 'em He can say fight well fellow and I 'le thank thee He that must eat must fight bring up the rear there Or charge that wing of horse home Flourish King Goe too goe too Enter Memnon and a train of Courtiers and Souldiers two Captains Chilax Valiant and wise are twins Sir welcom welcom Welcom my fortunate and famous General High in thy Princes favour as in fame Welcom to Peace and Paphos Mem. Thank your Grace And would to God my dull tongue had that sweetness To thank you as I should but pardon me My sword and I speak roughly Sir your battels I dare well say I have fought well for I bring ye That lazie end you wish for Peace so fully That no more name of war is who now thinks Sooner or safer these might have been ended Begin 'em if he dare again I 'le thank him Souldier and Souldiers Mate these twenty five years At length your General as one whose merit Durst look upon no less I have waded through Dangers would damp these soft souls but to hear of The maiden heads of thousand lives hang here Sir â—â—â—e which time Prince I know no Court but Marshal â—o oylie language but the shock of Arms No dalliance but with death No lofty measures But weary and sad marches cold and hunger Larums at midnight Valours self would shake at Yet I ne're shrunk Balls of consuming Wildfire That lickt men up like lightning have I laught at And tost 'em back again like childrens trifles Upon the edges of my Enemies swords I have marcht like whirle-winds fury at this hand waiting Death at my right Fortune my forlorn hope When I have grapled with destruction And tug'd with pale fac'd Ruine Night and Mischief Frighted to see a new day break in bloud And every where I conquer'd and for you Sir Mothers have wanted wombs to make me famous And blown ambition dangers Those that griev'd ye I have taken order for i' th' earth those fools That shall hereafter King No more wars my Souldier K. takes Mem. aside and talks with him We must now treat of peace Sir Clean. How he talks How gloriously Cal. A goodly timber'd fellow Valiant no doubt Cle. If valour dwell in vaunting In what a phrase he speaks as if his actions Could be set off in nothing but a noise Sure h 'as a drum in 's mouth Cal. I wonder wenches How he would speak to us Clean. Nothing but Larum Tell us whose throat he cut shew us his sword And bless it for sure biting Lucippe And 't like your Grace I do not think he knows us what we are Or to what end for I have heard his followers Affirm he never saw a woman that exceeded A Sutlers wife yet or in execution Old bedrid Beldames without teeth or tongues That would not flie his furie how he looks Clea. This way devoutly Cal. Sure his Lordship's viewing Our Fortifications Lucip. If he mount at me I may chance choak his Battery Cal. Still his eye Keeps quarter this way Venus grant his valour Be not in love Clean. If he be presently Expect a Herald and a Trumpet with ye To bid ye render we two Perdu's pay for 't else King I 'le leave ye to my sister and these Ladies To make your welcom fuller my good souldier We must now turn your sternness into Courtship When ye have done there to your fair repose Sir Flourish I know you need it Memnon welcom Gentlemen Exit King Luci. Now he begins to march Madam the Van 's yours Keep your ground sure 't is for your spurrs Mem. O Venus Cal. How he stares on me He kneels amaz'd and forgets to speak Clean. Knight him Madam knight him He will grow toth ' ground else Eumenes Speak Sir 't is the Princess 1 Cap. Ye shame your self speak to her Cal. Rise and speak Sir Ye are welcome to the Court to me to all Sir Lucip. Is he not deaf Cal. The Gentleman 's not well Eumen. Fâ—e noble General Lucip. Give him fresh air his colour goes how do ye The Princess will be glad Sir Mem. Peace and hear
threatned action Our Father at his death then when no accent Wer 't thou a Son could fall from him in vain Made us Co-heirs our part of Land and Honours Of equal weight and to see this confirm'd The Oaths of these are yet upon record Who though they should forsake me and call down The plagues of perjury on their sinful heads I would not leave my self Tre. Nor will we see the Will of the dead Duke infring'd Lat. Nor I the elder rob'd of what 's his right Grand Nor you Let me take place I say I will not see 't My sword is sharpest Aub. Peace you tinder-boxes That only carry matter to make a flame Which will consume you Rol. You are troublesome To Baldwin This is no time for arguments my Title Needs not your School defences but my sword With which the Gordian of your Sophistry Being cut shall shew th' Imposture For your laws To Gisbert It is in me to change them when I please I being above them Gisbert would you have me protect them Let them now stretch their extreamest rigour And seize upon that Traytor and your tongue Make him appear first dangerous then odious And after under the pretence of safety For the sick State the Lands and Peoples quiet Cut off his head and I 'le give up my sword And fight with them at a more certain weapon To kill and with Authority Gis Sir I grant the Laws are useful weapons but found out T' assure the Innocent not to oppress Rol. Then you conclude him Innocent Gis The power your Father gave him must not prove a Crime Aub. Nor should you so receive it Bald. To which purpose All that dare challenge any part in goodness Will become suppliants to you Rol. They have none That dare move me in this hence I defie you Be of his party bring it to your Laws And thou thy double heart thou popular fool Your moral rules of justice and her ballance I stand on mine own guard Otto Which thy unjustice Will make thy enemies by the memory Of him whose better part now suffers for thee Whose reverend ashes with an impious hand Thou throw'st out to contempt in thy repining At this so just decree thou art unworthy Of what his last Will not thy merits gave thee That art so swoln within with all those mischiefs That e're made up a Tyrant that thy breast The prison of thy purposes cannot hold them But that they break forth and in thy own words Discover what a monster they must serve That shall acknowledge thee Rol. Thou shalt not live to be so happy Aub. Nor your miseries begin in murther He offers his sword at Otto the faction joyning Aubrey between severs the Brothers Duty allegeance and all respects of what you are forsake me Do you stare on is this a Theater Or shall these kill themselves like to mad fencers To make you sport keep them asunder or By Heaven I 'le charge on all Grand Keep the peace I am for you my Lord and if you 'l have me I 'le act the Constables part Aub. Live I to see this Will you do that your enemies dare not wish And cherish in your selves those furies which Hell would cast out Do I am ready kill me And these that would fall willing sacrifices To any power that would restore your reason And make you men again which now you are not Rol. These are your bucklers boy Otto My hinderances And were I not confirm'd my justice in The taking of thy life could not weigh down The wrong in shedding the least drop of bloud Of these whose goodness only now protects thee Thou should'st feel I in act would only prove my self What thou in words do'st labour to appear Rol. Hear this and talk again I 'le break through all But I will reach thy heart Otto 'T is better guarded Enter Sophia Soph. Make way or I will force it who are those My Sons my shames turn all your swords on me And make this wretched body but one wound So this unnatural quarrel find a grave In the unhappy womb that brought you forth Dare you remember that you had a Mother Or look on these gray hairs made so with tears For both your goods and not with age and yet Stand doubtful to obey her from me you had Life Nerves and faculties to use these weapons And dare you raise them against her to whom You owe the means of being what you are Otto All peace is meant to you Soph. Why is this War then As if your arms could be advanc'd and I Not set upon the rack your bloud is mine Your dangers mine your goodness I should share in I must be branded with those impious marks You stamp on your own foreheads and on mine If you go on thus for my good name therefore Though all respects of honour in your selves Be in your fury choakt throw down your swords Your duty should be swifter than my tongue And joyn your hands while they be innocent You have heat of bloud and youth apt to Ambition To plead an easie pardon for what 's past But all the ills beyond this hour committed From Gods or men must hope for no excuse Gis Can you hear this unmov'd No Syllable of this so pious charm but should have power To frustrate all the juggling deceits With which the Devil blinds you Otto I begin to melt I know not how Rol. Mother I 'le leave you And Sir be thankful for the time you live Till we meet next which shall be soon and sudden To her perswasion for you Soph. O yet stay And rather than part thus vouchsafe me hearing As enemies how is my soul divided My love to both is equal as my wishes But are return'd by neither my griev'd heart Hold yet a little longer and then break I kneel to both and will speak so but this Takes from me th' authority of a mothers power And therefore like my self Otto to thee And yet observe son how thy mothers tears Outstrip her forward words to make way for 'em Thou art the younger Otto yet be now The first example of obedience to me And grow the elder in my love Otto The means to be so happy Soph. This yield up thy sword And let thy piety give thy mother strength To take that from thee which no enemies force Could e're despoil thee of why do'st thou tremble And with a fearful eye fixt on thy Brother Observ'st his ready sword as bent against thee I am thy armour and will be pierc'd through Ten thousand times before I will give way To any peril may arrive at thee And therefore fear not Otto 'T is not for my self But for you mother you are now ingag'd In more that lies in your unquestion'd vertue For since you have disarm'd me of defence Should I fall now though by his hand the world May say it was your practice Soph. All worlds perish Before my piety turn treasons parent Take it again
is the Duke even he himself be merry This is the golden age the Poet speaks on Wife I pray it be not brazen'd by their faces And yet methinks they are the neatest Pieces For shape and cutting that e'er I beheld Cos Most gracious Duke my poor Spouse and my self Do kiss your mighty foot and next to that The great hand of your Dutchess ever wishing Your honors ever springing and your years Duke Cosin Cos Your Graces vassal far unworthy The nearness of your blood Duke Correct me not I know the word I speak And know the person Though I be something higher than the place Where common men have motion and descending Down with my eye their forms are lessened to me Yet from this pitch can I behold my own From millions of those men that have no mark And in my fearful stoop can make them stand When others feel my feet and perish Cosin Be comforted you are very welcome so Is your fair Wife the charge of whom I give To my own dearest and best beloved Tell me you have resolv'd your self for Court And utterly renounc'd the slavish Countrey With all the cares thereof Cos I have Sir Duke Have you dismist your eating houshold Sold your hangings of Nebuchadnezar for such they were As I remember with the Furnitures Belonging to your Beds and Chambers Cos I Sir Duke Have you most carefully ta'en off the Lead From you roof weak with age and so prevented The ruin of your house and clapt him In a summer suit of thatch to keep him cool Cos All this I have perform'd Duke Then lend me all your hands I will embrace my Cosin Who is an understanding Gentleman And with a zeal mighty as is my name Once more I bid you welcome to the Court My state again Duch. As I was telling you your Husband Must be no more Commander look to that Be several at meat and lodging let him have Board-wages and Diet ' mongst his men i' th' Town For pleasure if he be given to 't let him have it Else as your own fancy shall direct you Cosin you see this mighty man here he was an ass When he came first to Town indeed he was Just such another coxcomb as your Husband God bless the mark and every good mans child This must not stir you Cosin Wif. Heaven forbid Long. Sweet Maria provide the cushion ready for it Mar. It shall be done Duke Receive all your advices from our self Be once a day with us and so farewel For this time my fair Cosin Gentlemen Conduct him to his Lodging Duch. Farewel and think upon my words Wife I shall observe them Exit Duke and Duchess Cos Health and the Kings continual love attend you Serv. Oh for a private place to ease my Lungs Heaven give me patience such a pair of jades Were never better ridden to this hour Pray heaven they hold out to the journeys end Long. Twitch him aside good Monsieur whilst I break Upon the body of his strength his wife I have a constant promise she is my own Serv. Ply her to wind-ward Monsieur you have taken The most compendious way to raise your self That could have been delivered by a Counsel Cos I have some certain aims Sir but my wife Serv. Your wife you must not let that trouble you Cos It will Sir to see her in a strangers arms Serv. What mean you let her alone be wise stir not a foot For if you do all your hopes are buried I swear you are a lost man if you stir Cos I thank you Sir I will be more advis'd Serv. But what great Office do you level at Cos Sir they are kissing Serv. Let them kiss And much may do their good hearts they must kiss And kiss and double kiss and kiss again Or you may kiss the post for any rising Had your noble kinsman ever mounted To these high Spheres of honor now he moves in But for the kisses of his wife Cos I know not Serv. Then I do credit me he had been lost A fellow of no mark and no repute Had not his wife kist soon and very sweetly She was an excellent woman and dispatcht him To his full being in a moment Sir Exit Long. and Wife Cos But yet methinks he would not take her Sir Into a private room Serv. Now stand and flourish You are a mads man for ever â— do envy you if you stand your fortunes up You are the happiest man but your great Cosin This day in Court well I will marry surely And not let every man out-run me thus 'T is time to be mine own friend I live â—â— town here and direct the readiest way To other men and be a slave my self Cos Nay good Sir be not mov'd I am your servant And will not be ungrateful for this knowledge Serv. Will you be walking home Cos I would desire to have my wife along Serv. You are too raw Begone and take no notice where you left her Let her return at leasure if she stay A month 't will be the better understand me This Gentleman can do 't Exit Cosin Cos I will Sir and wife remember me a Duke a Duke wife Serv. Aboard her Longaveile she 's thine own To me the fooling of this fool is venery Exit Servant Enter Bewford and Jaques Bew. Come prethee come have I not crowns behold â—ad follow me here not a word go in Grope by the walls and you shall find a bed Lie down there see see a turn or two to give My blood some heats and I am presently For action darkness by thy leave I come Exit Bew. Enter Maria. Ma. I am perfect in my lesson be my speed Thou god of marriage this is the door I 'll knock Bew. within Whose there I cannot come yet Ma. Monsieur Bewford Bew. Stay till I light a candle who are ye Ma. Sir a poor Gentlewoman Enter Bewford Bew. Oh come in I 'll find a time for you too be not loud Ma. Sir you have found that time already shame On my soul therefore Bew Why what 's the matter Ma. Do you not see Sir is your light so dim Bew. Do you not wait on the Lady Mount Marine Ma. I do Sir but my love on you Bew. Poor soul how cam'st thou by this big belly Ma. By your self Bew. By heaven I ne'er touch'd your body Ma. Yes unswear that oath again I 'll tell you all These two years I have lov'd you but the means How to enjoy you I did never know Till Twelf-night last when hearing of your game To take up wenches private in the night I apprehended straight this course to make My self as one of them and wait your coming I did so and enjoyed you and now this child That now is quick within me hide my shame And marry me or else I must be forc'd Long. within Monsieur Bewford Monsieur Bewford Bew. Whos 's that calls Long. Are you a bed Bew. No Sir the hangings Enter
Amintor and will swear again If you will wish to hear me Amin. To whom have you Sworn this Evad. If I should name him the matter were not great Amin. Come this is but the coyness of a Bride Evad. The coyness of a Bride Amin. How prettily that srown becomes thee Evad. Do you like it so Amin. Thou canst not dress thy face in such a look But I shall like it Evad. What look likes you best Amin. Why do you ask Evad. That I may shew you one less pleasing to you Amin. How 's that Evad. That I may shew you one less pleasing to you Amint. I prethee put thy jests in milder looks It shews as thou wert angry Evad. So perhaps I am indeed Amint. Why who has done thee wrong Name me the man and by thy self I swear Thy yet unconquer'd self I will revenge thee Evad. Now I shall try thy truth if thou dost love me Thou weigh'st not any thing compar'd with me Life Honour joyes Eternal all Delights This world can yield or hopeful people seign Or in the life to come are light as Air To a true Lover when his Lady frowns And bids him do this wilt thou kill this man Swear my Amintor and I 'le kiss the sin off from thy lips Amin. I will not swear sweet Love Till I do know the cause Evad. I would thou wouldst Why it is thou that wrongest me I hate thee Thou shouldst have kill'd thy self Amint. If I should know that I should quickly kill The man you hated Evad. Know it then and do 't Amint. Oh no what look soe're thou shalt put on To try my saith I shall not think thee false I cannot find one blemish in thy face Where falshood should abide leave and to bed If you have sworn to any of the Virgins That were your old companions to preserve Your Maidenhead a night it may be done without this means Evad. A Maidenhead Amintor at my years Amint. Sure she raves this cannot be Thy natural temper shall I call thy maids Either thy healthful sleep hath left thee long Or else some Fever rages in thy blood Evad. Neither Amintor think you I am mad Because I speak the truth Amint. Will you not lie with me to night Evad. To night you talk as if I would hereafter Amint. Hereafter yes I do Evad. You are deceiv'd put off amazement and with patience mark What I shall utter for the Oracle Knows nothing truer 't is not for a night Or two that I forbear thy bed but for ever Amint. I dream awake Amintor Evad. You hear right I sooner will find out the bees â—f Snakes And with my youthful blood waâ—m their cold flesh Let 〈◊〉 câ—â—â—â— themselves about my Limbs 〈◊〉 â—eep one night with thee this is not feign'd Nor founds it like the covness of a Bride Amint. Is flesh so earthly to endure all this A chiefe the joyes of Marriage Hymen keep This sâ—â—â— that will make succeeding youth Neglect thy Ceremonies from all ears Let it not rise up for thy shame and mine To after ages we will scorn thy Laws If thou no better bless them touch the heart Of her that thou hast sent me or the world Shall know there 's not an Altar that will smoak In praise of thee we will adopt us Sons Then vertue shall inherit and not blood If we do lust we 'l take the next we meet Serving our selves as other Creatures do And nover take note of the Female more Nor of her issue I do â—age in vain She can but jest Oh! pardon me my Love So dear the thoughts are that I hold of thee That I must break forth satisfie my fear It is a pain beyond the hand of death To be in doubt confirm it with an Oath if this be true Evad. Do you invent the form Let there be in it all the binding words Devils and Conjurers can put together And I will take it I have sworn before And here by all things holy do again Never to be acquainted with thy bed Is your doubt over now Amint. I know too much would I had doubted still Was â—ver such a marriage night as this You powers above if you did ever mean Man should be us'd thus you have thought a way How he may bear himself and save his honour Instruct me in it for to my dull eyes There is no mean no moderate course to run I must live scorn'd or be a murderer Is there a third why is this night so calm Why does not Heaven speak in Thunder to us And drown her voice â—â—â—d This rage will do no good Amint. Evadne hear me thou hast ta'ne an Oath But such a rash one that to keep it were Worse than to swear it call it back to thee Such vows as those never ascend the Heaven A teaâ— or two will wash it quite away Have mercy on my youth my hopeful youth If thou be pitiful for without boast This Land was proud of me what Lady was there That men call'd fair and vertuous in this Isle That would have shun'd my love It is in thee To make me hold this worth Oh! we vain men That trust out all our reputation To rest upon the weak and yielding hand Of feeble Women but thou art not stone Thy flesh is soft and in thine eyes doth dwell The spirit of Love thy heart cannot be hard Come lead me from the bottom of despair To all the joyes thou hast I know thou wilt And make me careful lest the sudden change O're come my spirits Evad. When I call back this Oath the pains of hell inviron me Amin. I sleep and am too temperate come to bed or by Those hairs which if thou hast a soul like to thy locks Were threads for Kings to wear about their arms Evad. Why so perhaps they are Amint. I 'le drag thee to my bed and make thy tongue Undo this wicked Oath or on thy flesh I 'le print a thousand wounds to let out life Evad. I fear thee not do what thou dar'st to me Every ill-sounding word or threatning look Thou shew'st to me will be reveng'd at full Amint. It will not sure Evadne Evad. Do not you hazard that Amint. Ha' ye your Champions Evad. Alas Amintor thinkst thou I forbear To sleep with thee because I have put on A maidens strictness look upon these cheeks And thou shalt find the hot and rising blood Unapt for such a vow no in this heart There dwels as much desire and as much will To put that wisht act in practice as ever yet Was known to woman and they have been shown Both but it was the folly of thy youth To think this beauty to what Land soe're It shall be call'd shall stoop to any second I do enjoy the best and in that height Have sworn to stand or die you guess the man Amint. No let me know the man that wrongs me so That I may cut his body into motes And scatter it before the
of news that I am staid Evad. Noble Amintor put off thy amaze Let thine eyes loose and speak am I not fair Looks not Evadne beauteous with these rites now Were those hours half so lovely in thine eyes When our hands met before the holy man I was too foul within to look fair then Since I knew ill I was not free till now Amint. There is presage of some important thing About thee which it seems thy tongue hath lost Thy hands are bloody and thou hast a knife Evad. In this consists thy happiness and mine Joy to Amintor for the King is dead Amint. Those have most power to hurt us that we love We lay our sleeping lives within their arms Why thou hast rais'd up mischief to this height And found out one to out-name thy other faults Thou hast no intermission of thy sins But all thy life is a continuall ill Black is thy colour now disease thy nature Joy to Amintor thou hast touch't a life The very name of which had power to chain Up all my rage and calm my wildest wrongs Evad. 'T is done and since I could not find a way To meet thy love so clear as through his life I cannot now repent it Amint. Could'st thou procure the Gods to speak to me To bid me love this woman and forgive I think I should fall out with them behold Here lies a youth whose wounds bleed in my brest Sent by his violent Fate to fetch his death From my slow hand and to augment my woe You now are present stain'd with a Kings blood Violently shed this keeps night here And throws an unknown wilderness about me Asp. Oh oh oh Amint. No more pursue me not Evad. Forgive me then and take me to thy bed We may not part Amint. Forbear be wise and let my rage go this way Evad. 'T is you that I would stay not it Amint. Take heed it will return with me Evad. If it must be I shall not fear to meet it take me home Amint. Thou monster of cruelty forbear Evad. For heavens sake look more calm Thine eyes are sharper than thou canst mâ—â—â— thy sword Amin. Away away thy knees are more to me than violence I am worse than sick to see knees follow me For that I must not grant for heavens sake stand Evad. Receive me then Amint. I dare not stay thy language In midst of all my anger and my grief Thou dost awake something that troubles me And sayes I lov'd thee once I dare not stay There is no end of womens reasoning Leaves her Evad. Amintor thou shalt love me once again Go I am calm farewell and peace for ever Evadne whom thou hat'st will die for thee Kills her self Amint. I have a little humane nature yet That 's lest for thee that bids me stay thy hand Returns Evad. Thy hand was welcome but came too late Oh I am lost the heavy sleep makes haste She dies Asp. Oh oh oh Amint. This earth of mine doth tremble and I feel A stark affrighted motion in my blood My soul grows weary of her house and I All over am a trouble to my self There is some hidden power in these dead things That calls my flesh into'em I am cold Be resolute and bear 'em company There 's something yet which I am loth to leave There 's man enough in me to meet the fears That death can bring and yet would it were done I can find nothing in the whole discourse Of death I durst not meet the boldest way Yet still betwixt the reason and the act The wrong I to Aspatia did stands up I have not such a fault to answer Though she may justly arm with scorn And hate of me my soul will part less troubled When I have paid to her in tears my sorrow I will not leave this act unsatisfied If all that 's left in me can answer it Asp. Was it a dream there stands Amintor still Or I dream still Amint. How dost thou speak receive my love and help Thy blood climbs up to his old place again There 's hope of thy recovery Asp. Did you not name Aspatia Amint. I did Asp. And talkt of tears and sorrow unto her Amint. 'T is true and till these happy signs in thee Did stay my course 't was thither I was going Asp. Th' art there already and these wounds are hers Those threats I brought with me sought not revenge But came to fetch this blessing from thy hand I am Aspatia yet Amint. Dare my soul ever look abroad agen Asp. I shall live Amintor I am well A kind of healthful joy wanders within me Amint. The world wants lines to excuse thy loss Come let me bear thee to some place of help Asp. Amintor thou must stay I must rest here My strength begins to disobey my will How dost thou my best soul I would fain live Now if I could would'st thou have loved me then Amint. Alas all that I am's not worth a hair from thee Asp Give me thy hand mine hands grope up and down And cannot find thee I am wondrous sick Have I thy hand Amintor Amint. Thou greatest blessing of the world thou hast Asp. I do believe thee better than my sense Oh! I must go farewell Amint. She swounds Aspatia help for Heavens sake water Such as may chain life for ever to this frame Aspatia speak what no help yet I fool I 'le chase her temples yet there 's nothing stirs Some hidden Power tell her that Amintor calls Aâ—â— let her answer me Aspatia speak I haâ—e heard if there be life but bow The body thus and it will shew it self Oh she is gone I will not leave her yet Since out of justice we must challenge nothing I 'le call it mercy if you 'l pity me You heavenly powers and lend for some few years The blessed soul to this fair seat agen No comfort comes the gods deny me too I 'le bow the body once agen Aspatia The soul is fled for ever and I wrong My self so long to lose her company Must I talk now Here 's to be with thee love Kills himself Enter Servant Ser. This is a great grace to my Lord to have the new King come to him I must tell him he is entring O Heaven help help Enter Lysip Melant. Cal. Cleon. Diph. Strato Lys Where 's Amintor Sirat O there there Lys How strange is this Cal. What should we do here Mel. These deaths are such acquainted things with me That yet my heart dissolves not May I stand Stiff here for ever eyes call up your tears This is Amintor heart he was my friend Melt now it flows Amintor give a word To call me to thee Amint. Oh! Mel. Melantius calls his friend Amintor Oh thy arms Are kinder to me than thy tongue Speak speak Amint. What Mel. That little word was worth all the sounds That ever I shall hear agen Diph. O brother here lies your Sister slain You lose your self in sorrow there
the Princess to the King and bear that wounded fellow to dressing Come Gentlemen we 'l follow the chase close Ex. Are. Pha. Di. Cle. Thra. and 1 Woodman Coun. I pray you friend let me see the King 2 Wood. That you shall and receive thanks Exeunt Coun. If I get clear with this I 'le go see no more gay sights Enter Bellario Bell. A heaviness near death sits on my brow And I must sleep Bear me thou gentle bank For ever if thou wilt you sweet ones all Let me unworthy press you I could wish I rather were a Coarse strewed o're with you Than quick above you Dulness shuts mine eyes And I am giddy Oh that I could take So sound a sleep that I might never wake Enter Philaster Phi. I have done ill my conscience calls me false To strike at her that would not strike at me When I did sight me thought I heard her pray The gods to guard me She may be abus'd And I a loathed villain if she be She will conceal who hurt her He has wounds And cannot follow neither knows he me Who 's this Bellario sleeping If thou beest Guilty there is no justice that thy sleep Cry within Should be so sound and mine whom thou hast wrong'd So broken Hark I am pursued you gods I 'le take this offer'd means of my escape They have no mark to know me but my wounds If she be true if false let mischief light On all the world at once Sword print my wounds Upon this sleeping boy I ha' none I think Are mortal nor would I lay greater on thee Wounds him Bell. Oh death I hope is come blest be that hand It meant me well again for pities sake Phi. I have caught my self Phi. falls The loss of bloud hath stayed my flight Here here Is he that stroke thee take thy full revenge Use me as I did mean thee worse than death I 'le teach thee to revenge this luckless hand Wounded the Princess tell my followers Thou didst receive these hurts in staying me And I will second thee Get a reward Bell. Fly fly my Lord and save your self Phi. How 's this Wouldst thou I should be safe Bell. Else it were vain For me to live These little wounds I have Ha' not bled much reach me that noble hand I 'le help to cover you Phi. Art thou true to me Bell. Or let me perish loath'd Come my good Lord Creep in amongst those bushes who does know But that the gods may save your much lov'd breath Phi. Then I shall die for grief if not for this That I have wounded thee what wilt thou do Bell. Shift for my self well peace I hear 'em come Within Follow follow follow that way they went Bell. With my own wounds I 'le bloudy my own sword I need not counterfeit to fall Heaven knows That I can stand no longer Enter Pha. Dion Cle. and Thra. Pha. To this place we have tract him by his bloud Cle. Yonder my Lord creeps one away Di. Stay Sir what are you Bell. A wretched creature wounded in these Woods By Beasts relieve me if your names be men Or I shall perish Di. This is he my Lord Upon my soul that hurt her 't is the boy That wicked boy that serv'd her Pha. O thou damn'd in thy creation What cause could'st thou shape to hurt the Princess Bell. Then I am betrayed Di. Betrayed no apprehended Bell. I confess Urge it no more that big with evil thoughts I set upon her and did take my aim Her death For charity let fall at once The punishment you mean and do not load This weary flesh with tortures Pha. I will know who hir'd thee to this deed Bell. Mine own revenge Pha. Revenge for what Bell. It pleas'd her to receive Me as her Page and when my fortunes ebb'd That men strid o're them carelesly she did showr Her welcome graces on me and did swell My fortunes till they overflow'd their banks Threatning the men that crost 'em when as swift As storms arise at sea she turn'd her eyes To burning Suns upon me and did dry The streams she had bestowed leaving me worse And more contemn'd than other little brooks Because I had been great In short I knew I could not live and therefore did desire To die reveng'd Pha. If tortures can be found Long as thy natural life resolve to feel The utmost rigour Philaster creeps out of a bush Cle. Help to lead him hence Phi. Turn back you ravishers of Innocence Know ye the price of that you bear away so rudely Pha. Who 's that Di. 'T is the Lord Philaster Phi. 'T is not the treasure of all Kings in one The wealth of Tagus nor the Rocks of Pearl That pave the Court of Neptune can weigh down That vertue It was I that hurt the Princess Place me some god upon a Piramis Higher than hills of earth and lend a voice Loud as your Thunder to me that from thence I may discourse to all the under-world The worth that dwells in him Pha. How 's this Bell. My Lord some man Weary of life that would be glad to die Phi. Leave these untimely courtesies Bellario Bell. Alas he 's mad come will you lead me on Phi. By all the Oaths that men ought most to keep And Gods do punish most when men do break He toucht her not Take heed Bellario How thou dost drown the vertues thou hast shown With perjury By all that 's good 't was I You know she stood betwixt me and my right Pha. Thy own tongue be thy judge Cle It was Philaster Di. Is 't not a brave boy Well Sirs I fear we were all deceived Phi. Have I no friend here Di. Yes Phi. Then shew it Some good body lend a hand to draw us nearer Would you have tears shed for you when you dieâ— Then lay me gentle on his neck that there I may weep flouds and breath out my spirit 'T is not the wealth of Plutus nor the gold Lockt in the heart of earth can buy away This arm-full from me this had been a ransâ—m To have redeem'd the great Augustus Câ—sar Had he been taken you hard-hearted men More stony than these Mountains can you see Such clear pure bloud drop and not cut your flesh To stop his life To bind whose better wounâ—s Queens ought to tear their hair and with their tears Bath'em Forgive me thou that art the wealth of poor Phi. laster Enter King Arethusa and a Guard King Is the villain ta'ne Pha. Sir here be two confess the deed but say it was Phi. laster Phi. Question it no more it was King The fellow that did fight with him will tell us Are. Ay me I know he will King Did not you know him Are. Sir if it was he he was disguised Phi. I was so Oh my sâ—ars that I should live still King Thou ambitious fool Thou that hast laid a train for thy own life Now I do mean to do I 'le leave to
not and speedily by force or by persuasion my good old Master for now I pity him is ruin'd for ever Char. Ha my Father And. He Sir Mir. By what means speak And. At the suit of Monsieur Lewis his house is seiz'd upon and he in person is under guard I saw it with these eyes Sir to be convey'd to Paris and there Sentenc'd Mir. Nay then there is no jesting Char. Do I live and know my Father injur'd And. And what 's worse Sir my Ladie Angellina Eust What of her And. She 's carri'd away too Mir. How And. While you were absent a crew of Monsieur Lewis friends and kinsmen by force brake in at th' back part of the house and took her away by violence faithful Andreâ— as this can witness for him did his best in her defence 〈◊〉 't would not do Mir. Away and see our Horses sadled 't is no time to talk but do Eustace you now are offer'd a spatious field and in a pious War to exercise your valour here 's a cause and such a one in which to fall is honourable your dutie and reverence due to a fathers name commanding it but these unnatural jars arising between Brothers should you prosper would shame your victory Eust I would do much Sir but still my reptation Mir. Charles shall give you all decent satisfaction nay joyn hands and heartily why this is done like Brothers and as old as I am in this cause that concerns the honour of our Family Monsieur Lewis if reason cannot work shall find and feel there 's hot blood in this arm I 'le leaâ— you bravely Eust And if I follow not a cowards name be branded on my forehead Char. This spirit makes you a sharer in my fortunes Mir. And in mine of which Brisac once freed and Angellina again in our possession you shall know my heart speaks in my tongue Eust I dare not doubt it Sir Exeunt ACTUS V. SCENA II. Enter Lewis Brisac Angellia Sylvia Officers Lew. I 'm deaf to all perswasions Bri. I use none nor doubt I though a while my innocence suffers but when the King shall understand how false your malice hath inform'd him he in justice must set me right again Ang. Sir let not passion so far transport you as to think it reason this violent course repairs but ruins it that honour you would build up you destroy what you would seem to nourish if respect of my preferment or my pattern may challenge your paternal love and care why do you now good fortune has provided a better Husband for me that your hopes could ever fancy strive to rob me of him In what is my Lord Charles defective Sir unless deep Learning be a blemish in him or well proportion'd limbs be â—ulcts in nature or what you only aim'd at large Reveâ—ues are on the sudden grown distasteful to you Of what â—an you accuse him Lew. Of a Rape done to Honour which thy ravenous lust â—ade thee consent to Syl. Her lust you are her Father Lew. And you her Bawd Syl. Were you ten Lords 't is false the pureness of her â—haste thoughts entertains not such spotted instruments Ang. As I have a Soul Sir Lew. I am not to be alter'd to sit down with this disgrace would argue me a Peasant and not born Noble all â—igour that the Law and that increase of power by favour â—ields shall be with all severity inflicted you have the King's hand for 't no Bail will serve and therefore at your perils Officers away with ' em Bri. This is madness Lew. Tell me so in open Court and there I 'le answer you Enter Miramont Charles Eustace Andrew Mir. Well overtaken Char. Ill if they dare resist Eust He that advances but one step forward dies Lew. Shew the King 's Writ Mir. Shew your discretion 't will become you better Char. Y' are once more in my power and if again I part with you let me for ever lose thee Eust Force will not do 't nor threats accept this service from your despair'd of Eustace And. And beware your Reverend Worship never more attempt to search my Lilly pot you see what follows Lew. Is the King's power contemn'd Mir. No but the torrent o' your wilful folly stopp'd And for you good Sir if you would but be sensible what can you wish but the satisfaction of an obstinate will that is not endear'd to you rather than be cross'd in what you purpos'd you 'll undo your Daughter 's same the credit of your judgment and your old foolish Neighbour make your Estates and in a Suit not worth a Cardecue a prey to Advocates and their buckram Scribes and after they have plum'd ye return home like a couple of naked Fowles without a feather Char. This is a most strong truth Sir Mir. No no Monsieur let us be right Frenchmen violent to charge but when our follies are repell'd by reason 't is fit that we retreat and ne'er come on more Observe my learned Charles he 'll get thee a Nephew on Angellina shall dispute in her belly and suck the Nursâ— by Logick and here 's Eustace he was an Ass but now is grown an Amadis nor shall he want a Wife if all my Land for a Joynture can effect Y' are a good Lord and of a gentle nature in your looks I see a kind consent and it shews lovely and do you hear old Fool but I 'le not chide hereafter like me ever doat on Learning the meer belief is excellent 't will save you and next love Valour though you dare not fight your self or fright a foolish Officer young Eustace can do it to a hair And to conclude let Andrew's Farm b' encreas'd that is your penance you know for what and see you rut no more you understand me So embrace on all sides I 'le pay those Bilmen and make large amends Provided we preserve you still our Friends Exeunt Prologue BVT that it would take from our modesty To praise the Writer or the Comedy Till your fair suffrage crown it I should say Y' are all most welcome to no vulgar Play And so far w' are confident And if he That made it still lives in your memorie You will expect what we present to night Should be judg'd worthy of your ears and sight You shall hear Fletcher in it his true strain And neat expressions living he did gain Your good opinions but now dead commends This Orphan to the care of Noble Friends And may it raise in you content and mirth And be receiv'd for a legit'mate birth Your grace erects new Trophies to his fame And shall to after-times preserve his name Epilogue 'T Is not the hands or smiles or common way Of approbation to a well lik'd Play We only hope but that you freely would To th' Author's memory so far unfold And shew your loves and liking to his Wit Not in your praise but often seeing it That being the grand assurance that can give The
away by whose dear side How often have I sat Crown'd with fresh flowers â—or summers Queen whil'st every Shepherds Boy â—â—s on his lusty green with gaudy hook â—nd hanging scrip of finest Cordevan 〈◊〉 thou art gone and these are gone with thee â—nd all are dead but thy dear memorie â—hat shall out-live thee and shall ever spring Whilest there are pipes or jolly Shepherds sing â—nd here will I in honour of thy love Dwell by thy Grave forgeting all those joys â—hat former times made precious to mine eyes Only remembring what my youth did gain â—n the dark hidden vertuous use of Herbs â—hat will I practise and as freely give â—ll my endeavours as I gain'd them free Of all green wounds I know the remedies â—n Men or Cattel be they stung with Snakes Or charm'd with powerful words of wicked Art Or be they Love-sick or through too much heat Grown wild or Lunatick their eyes or ears â—hickned with misty filme of dulling Rheum These I can Cure such secret vertue lies â—n Herbs applyed by a Virgins hand My meat shall be what these wild woods afford â—erries and Chesnuts Plantanes on whose Cheeks The Sun sits smiling and the lofty fruit â—ull'd from the fair head of the straight grown Pine On these I 'le feed with free content and rest When night shall blind the world by thy side blest Enter a Satyr Satyr Through yon same bending plain That flings his arms down to the main And through these thick woods have I run Whose bottom never kist the Sun â—ince the lusty Spring began All to please my master Pan Have I trotted without rest To get him Fruit for at a Feast He entertains this coming night His Paramour the Syrinx bright But behold a fairer sight He stands amazed By that Heavenly form of thine Brightest fair thou art divine Sprung from great immortal race Of the gods for in thy face Shines more awful Majesty Than dull weak mortalitie Dare with misty eyes behold And live therefore on this mold Lowly do I bend my knee In worship of thy Deitie Deign it Goddess from my hand To receive what e're this land From her fertil Womb doth send Of her choice Fruits and but lend Belief to that the Satyre tells Fairer by the famous wells To this present day ne're grew Never better nor more true Here be Grapes whose lusty bloud Is the learned Poets good Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus Nuts more brown Than the Squirrels Teeth that crack them Deign O fairest fair to take them For these black ey'd Driope Hath oftentimes commanded me With my clasped knee to clime See how well the lusty time Hath deckt their rising cheeks in red Such as on your lips is spred Here be Berries for a Queen Some be red some be green These are of that luscious meat The great God Pan himself doth eat All these and what the woods can yield The hanging mountain or the field I freely offer and ere long Will bring you more more sweet and strong Till when humbly leave I take Lest the great Pan do awake That sleeping lies in a deep glade Under a broad Beeches shade I must go I must run Swifter than the fiery Sun Exit Clo. And all my fears go with thee What greatness or what private hidden power Is there in me to draw submission From this rude man and beast sure I am mortal The Daughter of a Shepherd he was mortal And she that bore me mortal prick my hand And it will bleed a Feaver shakes me And the self same wind that makes the young Lambs shrink Makes me a cold my fear says I am mortal Yet I have heard my Mother told it me And now I do believe it if I keep My Virgin Flower uncropt pure chaste and fair No Goblin Wood-god Fairy Elfe or Fiend Satyr or other power that haunts the Groves Shall hurt my body or by vain illusion Draw me to wander after idle fires Or voyces calling me in dead of night To make me follow and so tole me on Through mire and standing pools to find my ruine Else why should this rough thing who never knew Manners nor smooth humanity whose heats Are rougher than himself and more mishapen Thus mildly kneel to me sure there is a power In that great name of Virgin that binds fast All rude uncivil bloods all appetites That break their confines then strong Chastity Be thou my strongest guard for here I 'le dwell In opposition against Fate and Hell Enter an old Shepherd with him four couple of Shepherds and Shepherdesses Old Shep. Now we have done this holy Festival In honour of our great God and his rites Perform'd prepare your selves for chaste And unâ—orrupted sires that as the Priest With powerful hand shall sprinkle on yours Brows His puâ—e and holy water ye may be From all hot flames of lust and loose thoughts free Kneel Shepherds kneel here comes the Priest of Pan. Enter Priest Priest Shepherds thus I purge away Whatsoever this great day Or the past hours gave not good To corrupt your Maiden blood From the high rebellious heat Of the Grapes and strength of meat From the wanton quick desires They do kindle by their sires I do wash you with this water Be you pure and fair hereafter From your Liver and your Veins Thus I take away the stains All your thoughts be smooth and fair Be ye fresh and free as Air. Never more let lustful heat Through your purged conduits beat Or a plighted troth be broken Or a wanton verse be spoken In a Shepherdesses ear Go your wayes ye are all clear They rise and sing in praise of Pan. The SONG Sing his praises that doth hâ—ep Our Flocks from harm Pan the Father of our Sheep And arm in arm Tread we softly in a round Whilest the hollow neighbouring ground Fills the Musick with her sound Pan O great God Pan to thee Thus do we sing Thou that keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring Ever be thy honour spoke From that place the morn is broke To that place Day doth unyoke Exeunt omnes but Perigot and Amoret Peri. Stay gentle Amoret thou fair brow'd Maid Thy Shepherd prays thee stay that holds thee dear Equal with his souls good Amo. Speak I give â—â—ee freedom Shepherd and thy tongue be still The same it ever was as free from ill As he whose conversation never knew The Court or City be thou ever true Peri. When I fall off from my affection Or mingle my clean thoughts with foul desires First let our great God cease to keep my stocks That being left alone without a guard The Wolf or Winters rage Summers great heat And want of Water Rots or what to us Of ill is yet unknown full speedily And in their general ruine let me feel Amo. I pray thee gentle Shepherd wish not so I do believe thee 't is as hard for me To think thee false and harder than for thee
is of so pure an honesty To think because he will not none will lye Or else to him I 'le slander Amoret And say she but seems chaste I 'le swear she met Me ' mongst the shady Sycamores last night And loosely offred up her flame and spright â—nto my bosom made a wanton bed Of leaves and many flowers where she spread Her willing body to be prest by me There have I carv'd her name on many a tree Together with mine own to make this show More full of seeming Hobinall you know Son to the aged Shepherd of the glen Hâ—m I have sorted out of many men To say he found us at our private sport And rouz'd us 'fore our time by his resort This to confirm I have promis'd to the boy â—â—â—y a pretty knack and many a toy As gins to catch him birds with bow and bolt To shoot at nimble Squirrels in the holt A pair of painted Buskins and a Lamb â—â—ft as his own locks or the down of swan This I have done to win ye which doth give Me double pleasure Discord makes me live Amar. Lov'd swain I thank ye these tricks might prevail With other rustick Shepherds but will fail Even once to stir much more to overthrow His fixed love from judgement who doth know Your nature my end and his chosens merit Therefore some stranger way must force his spirit Which I have found give second and my love â—s everlasting thine Sul. Try me and prove Amar. These happy pair of lovers meet straightway â—oon as they fold their flocks up with the day â—n the thick grove bordering upon yon Hill â—n whose hard side Nature hath carv'd a well And but that matchless spring which Poets know Was ne're the like to this by it doth grow About the sides all herbs which Witches use All simples good for Medicine or abuse All sweets that crown the happy Nuptial day With all their colours there the month of May â—s ever dwelling all is young and green There 's not a grass on which was ever seen The falling Autumn or cold Winters hand So full of heat and vertue is the land About this fountain which doth slowly break Below yon Mountains foot into a Creek That waters all the vally giving Fish Of many sorts to fill the Shepherds dish This holy well my grandam that is dead Right wise in charms hath often to me said Hath power to change the form of any creature Being thrice dipt o're the head into what feature Or shape 't would please the letter-down to crave Who must pronounce this charm too which she gave Me on her death-bed told me what and how I should apply unto the Patients brow That would be chang'd casting them thrice asleep Before I trusted them into this deep All this she shew'd me and did charge me prove This secret of her Art if crost in love I 'le this attempt now Shepherd I have here All her prescriptions and I will not fear To be my self dipt come my temples bind With these sad herbs and when I sleep you find As you do speak your charm thrice down me let And bid the water raise me Amoret Which being done leave me to my affair And e're the day shall quite it self out wear I will return unto my Shepherds arm Dip me again and then repeat this charm And pluck me up my self whom freely take And the hotst fire of thine affection slake Sul. And if I fit thee not then fit not me I long the truth of this wells power to see Exeunt Enter Daphnis Daph. Here will I stay for this the covert is Where I appointed Cloe do not miss Thou bright-ey'd virgin come O come my fair Be not abus'd with fâ—ar nor let cold care Of honour stay thee from the Shepherds arm Who would as hard be won to offer harm To thy chast thoughts as whiteness from the day Or yon great round to move another way My language shall be honest full of truth My flames as smooth and spotless as my youth I will not entertain that wandring thought Whose easie current may at length be brought To a loose vastness Alexis within Cloe Daph. 'T is her voyce And I must answer Cloe Oh the choice Of dear embraces chast and holy strains Our hands shall give I charge you all my veins Through which the blood and spirit take their way Lock up your disobedient heats and stay Those mutinous desires that else would grow To strong rebellion do not wilder show Than blushing modesty may entertain Alexis within Cloe Daph. There sounds that blesseds name again Enter Alexis And I will meet it let me not mistake This is some Shepherd sure I am awake What may this riddle mean I will retire To give my self more knowledg Alex. Oh my fire How thou consum'st me Cloe answer me Alexis strong Alexis high and free Calls upon Cloe. See mine arms are full Of entertainment ready for to pull That golden fruit which too too long hath hung Tempting the greedy eye thou stayest too long I am impatient of these mad delayes I must not leave unfought these many ways That lead into this center till I find Quench for my burning lust I come unkind Exit Alexis Daph. Can my imagination work me so much ill That I may credit this for truth and still Believe mine eyes or shall I firmly hold Her yet untainted and these sights but bold Illusion Sure such fancies oft have been Sent to abuse true love and yet are seen Daring to blind the vertuous thought with errour But bâ— they far from me with their fond terrour I am resolv'd my Cloe yet is true Cloe within Cloe hark Cloe Sure this voyce is new Whose shrilness like the sounding of a Bell Tells me it is a Woman Cloe tell Thy blessed name again Cloe. within Here. Oh what a grief is this to be so near And not incounter Enter Cloe. Clo. Shepherd we are met Draw close into the covert lest the wet Which falls like lazy mists upon the ground Soke through your Startups Daph. Fairest are you found How have we wandred that the better part Of this good night is perisht Oh my heart How have I long'd to meet ye how to kiss Those lilly hands how to receive the bliss That charming tongue gives to the happy ear Of him that drinks your language but I fear I am too much unmanner'd far too rude And almost grown lascivious to intrude These hot behaviours where regard of fame Honour and modesty a vertuous name And such discourse as one fair Sister may Without offence unto the Brother say Should rather have been tendred but believe Here dwells a better temper do not grieve Then ever kindest that my first salute Seasons so much of fancy I am mute Henceforth to all discourses but shall be Suiting to your sweet thoughts and modestie Indeed I will not ask a kiss of you No not to wring your fingers nor to sue To those blest pair
both young and old Should be devour'd and it should be my strife To save thee whom I love above my life Ama. How shall I trust thee when I see thee chuse Another Bed and dost my side refuse Per. 'T was only that the chast thoughts might be 〈◊〉 'Twixt thee and me although we were alone Ama. Come Perigot will shew his power that he Can make his Amoret though she weary be Rise nimbly from her Couch and come to his Here take thy Amoret embrace and kiss Per. What means my Love Ama. To do as loâ—â—◠〈◊〉 That are to be enjoy'd not to be woo'd There 's ne'r a Shepherdess in all the plain Can kiss thee with more Art there 's none can feign More wanton tricks Per. Forbear dear Soul to trie Whether my Heart be pure I 'll rather die Than nourish one thought to dishonour thee Amar. Still think'st thou such a thing as Chastitie Is amongst Women Perigot there 's none That with her Love is in a Wood alone And would come home a maid be not abus'd With thy fond first Belief let time be us'd Why dost thou rise Per. My true heart thou hast sâ—â— Ama. Faith Perigot I 'll pluck thee down again Per. Let go thou Serpent that into my brest Hast with thy cunning div'd art not in Jest Ama. Sweet love lye down Per. Since this I live to see Some bitter North-wind blast my flocks and me Ama. You swore you lov'd yet will not do my will Per. O be as thou wert once I 'll love thee still Ama. I am as still I was and all my kind Though other shows we have poor men to blind Per. Then here I end all Love and left my vain Belief should ever draw me in again Before thy face that hast my Youth misled I end my life my blood be on thy head Ama. O hold thy hands thy Amoret doth cry Per. Thou counsel'st well first Amoret shall dye That is the cause of my eternal smart He runs after be Ama. O hold Per. This steel shall pierce thy lustful hâ—â—â—t The Sullen Shepherd steps out and uncharms be Sull. Up and down every where I strew the herbs to purge the air Let your Odour drive hence All mists that dazel fence Herbs and Springs whose hidden might Alters Shapes and mocks the sight Thus I charge you to undo All before I brought ye to Let her flye let her ' scape Give again her own shape Enter Amaryllis in her own shape Amar. Forbear thou gentle Swain thou dost mistake She whom thou follow'dst fled into the brake And as I crost thy way I met thy wrath The only fear of which near slain me hath Per. Pardon fair Shepherdess my rage and night Were both upon me and beguil'd my sight But far be it from me to spill the blood Of harmless Maids that wander in the Wood. Ex. Ama. Enter Amoret Amor. Many a weary step in yonder path Poor hopeless Amoret twice trodden hath To seek her Perigot yet cannot hear His Voice my Perigot she loves thee dear That calls Per. See yonder where she is how fair She shows and yet her breath infects the air Amo. My Perigot Per. Here. Amo. Happy Per. Hapless first 〈◊〉 lights on thee the next blow is the worst Amo. Stay Perigot my love thou art unjust Pers. Death is the best reward that 's due to lust Exit Perigot Sul. Now shall their love be crost for being struck â—e throw her in the Fount lest being took By some night-travaller whose honest care May help to cure her Shepherdess prepare Your self to die Amo. No Mercy I do crave Thou canst not give a worse blow than I have Tell him that gave me this who lov'd him too He struck my soul and not my body through Tell him when I am dead my soul shall be â—t peace if he but think he injur'd me Sul. In this Fount be thy grave thou wert not meant â—uâ—e for a woman thou art so innocent â—e cannot scape for underneath the ground flings her into the well 〈◊〉 a long hollow the clear spring is bound â—â—l on yon side where the Morns Sun doth look The strugling water breaks out in a Brook Exit The God of the River riseth with Amoret in his arms God What powerfull charms my streams do bring â—ck again unto their spring â—ith such force that I their god â—ree times striking with my Rod â—ould not keep them in their ranks â—y Fishes shoot into the banks â—here's not one that stayes and feeds â—ll have hid them in the weeds â—ere's a mortal almost dead â—ln into my River head â—llowed so with many a spell â—at till now none ever fell â—â— a Female young and clear 〈◊〉 in by some Ravisher 〈◊〉 upon her breast a wound 〈◊〉 which there is no plaister bound â—t she 's warm her pulses beat â—s a sign of life and heat 〈◊〉 thou be'st a Virgin pure â—an give a present cure â—ke a drop into thy wound â—m my watry locks more round â—an Orient Pearl and far more pure â—an unchast flesh may endure â—e she pants and from her flesh â—e warm blood gusheth out afresh â—e is an unpolluted maid â—ust have this bleeding staid â—m my banks I pluck this flower â—th holy hand whose vertuous power â—at once to heal and draw â—e blood returns I never saw 〈◊〉 fairer Mortal Now doth break â—r deadly slumber Virgin speak Amo. Who hath restor'd my sense given me new breath â—d brought me back out of the arms of death God I have heal'd thy wounds Amo. Ay me God Fear not him that succour'd thee â—n this Fountains god below 〈◊〉 waters to a River grow â—d'twixt two banks with Osiers set â—at only prosper in the wet â—ough the Meadows do they glide â—heeling still on every side â—etimes winding round about 〈◊〉 find the evenest channel out â—d if thou wilt go with me â—ving mortal companie â—he cool streams shalt thou lye â—e from harm as well as I I will give thee for thy food No Fish that useth in the mud But Trout and Pike that love to swim Where the gravel from the brim Through the pure streams may be seen Orient Pearl fit for a Queen Will I give thy love to win And a shell to keep them in Not a Fish in all my Brook That shall disobey thy look But when thou wilt come sliding by And from thy white hand take a fly And to make thee understand How I can my waves command They shall bubble whilst I sing Sweeter than the silver spring The SONG Do not fear to put thy feet Naked in the River sweet Think not Leach or Newt or Toad Will bite thy foot when thou hast troad Nor let the water rising high As thou wad'st in make thee crie And sob but ever live with me And not a wave shall trouble thee Amo. Immortal power that rul'st this holy flood I know my self unworthy to be woo'd By thee a god for e're this but for
I master All the festred ill that may Give him grief another day Satyr See he gathers up his spright And begins to hunt for light Now he gapes and breaths again How the blood runs to the vein That erst was empty Alex. O my heart My dearest dearest Cloe O the smart Runs through my side I feel some pointed thing Pass through my Bowels sharper than the sting Of Scorpion Pan preserve me what are you Do not hurt me I am true To my Cloe though she flye And leave me to thy destiny There she stands and will not lend Her smooth white hand to help her friend But I am much mistaken for that face Beats more Austerity and modest grace More reproving and more awe Than these eyes yet ever saw In my Cloe. Oh my pain Eagerly renews again Give me your help for his sake you love best Clor. Shepherd thou canst not possibly take rest Till thou hast laid aside all hearts desires Provoking thought that stir up lusty fires Commerce with wanton eyes strong blood and will To execute these must be purg'd untill The vein grow whiter then repent and pray Great Pan to keep you from the like decay And I shall undertake your cure with ease 〈◊〉 when this vertuous Plaster will displease 〈◊〉 tender sides give me your hand and rise â—p â—im a little Satyr for his thighs 〈◊〉 feeble Alex. Sure I have lost much blood Satyr 'T is no matter 't was not good Mortal you must leave your wooing Though there be a joy in doing Yet it brings much grief behind it They best feel it that do find it Clor. Come bring him in I will attend his sore When you are well take heed you lust no more Satyr Shepherd see what comes of kissing By my head 't were better missing Brightest if there be remaining Any service without feigning I will do it were I set To catch the nimble wind or get Sâ—adows gliding on the green Or to steal from the great Queen Of Fayries all her beauty I would do it so much duty Do I owe those precious Eyes Cor. I thank thee honest Satyr if the cryes Of any other that be hurt or ill Draw thee unto them prithee do thy will To bring them hither Satyr I will and when the weather Serves to Angle in the brook I will bring a silver hook With a line of finest silk And a rod as white as milk To deceive the little fish So I take my leave and wish On this Bower may ever dwell Spring and Summer Clor. Friend farewel Exit Enter Amoret seeking her Love Amor. This place is Ominous for here I lost My Love and almost life and since have crost All these Woods over never a Nook or Dell Where any little Bird or Beast doth dwell But I have sought him never a bending brow Of any Hill or Glade the wind sings through Nor a green bank nor shade where Shepherds use To sit and Riddle sweetly pipe or chuse Their Valentines that I have mist to find My love in Perigot Oh too unkind Why hast thou fled me whither art thou gone How have I wrong'd thee was my love alone To thee worthy this scorn'd recompence 't is well I am content to feel it but I tell Thee Shepherd and these lusty woods shall hear Forsaken Amoret is yet as clear Of any stranger fire as Heaven is From foul corruption or the deep Abysse From light and happiness and thou mayst know All this for truth and how that fatal blow Thou gav'st me never from desert of mine Fell on my life but from suspect of thine Or fury more than madness therefore here Since I have lost my life my love my dear Upon this cursed place and on this green That first divorc'd us shortly shall be seen A sight of so great pity that each eye Shall dayly spend his spring in memory Of my untimely fall Enter Amaryllis Amar. I am not blind Nor is it through the working of my mind That this shows Amoret forsake me all That dwell upon the soul but what men call Wonder or more than wonder miracle For sure so strange as this the Oracle Never gave answer of it passeth dreams Or mad-mens fancy when the many streams Of new imaginations rise and fall 'T is but an hour since these Ears heard her call For pity to young Perigot whilest he Directed by his fury bloodily Lanc't up her brest which bloodless fell and cold And if belief may credit what was told After all this the Melancholy Swain Took her into his arms being almost slain And to the bottom of the holy well Flung her for ever with the waves to dwell 'T is she the very same 't is Amoret And living yet the great powers will not let Their vertuous love be crost Maid wipe away Those heavy drops of sorrow and allay The storm that yet goes high which not deprest Breaks heart and life and all before it rest Thy Perigot Amor. Where which is Perigot Amar. Sits there below lamenting much god wot Thee thy and fortune go and comfort him And thou shalt find him underneath a brim Of sailing Pines that edge yon Mountain in Amo. I go I run Heaven grant me I may win His soul again Exit Amoret Enter Sullen Sull. Stay Amaryllis stay Ye are too fleet 't is two hours yet to day I have perform'd my promise let us sit And warm our bloods together till the fit Come lively on us Amar Friend you are too keen The morning riseth and we shall be seen Forbear a little Sull I can stay no longer Amar. Hold Shepherd hold learn not to be a wronger Of your word was not your promise laid To break their loves first Sull. I have done it Maid Amar. No they are yet unbroken met again And are as hard to part yet as the stain Is from the â—inest Lawn Sull. I say they are Now at this present paâ—ted and so far That they shall never meet Amar. Swain 't is not so For do but to yon hanging Mountain go And there believe your eyes Sull. You do but hold Off with delayes and trifles farewell cold And frozen bashfulness unfit for men Thus I salute thee Virgin Amar. And thus then I bid you follow catch me if you can Exit Sull. And if I stay behind I am no man Exit running after her Enter Perigot Per. Night do not steal away I woo thee yet To hold a hard hand o're the rusty bit That guides the lazy Team go back again Bootes thou that driv'st thy frozen Wain Round as a Ring and bring a second Night To hide my sorrows from the coming light Let not the eyes of men state on my face And read my falling give me some black place Where never Sun-beam shot his wholesome light That I may sit and pour out my sad spright Like running water nâ—ver to be known After the forced fall and sound is gone Enter Amoret looking for Perigot Amo This is
have not seen Since yesternight we met upon this green To fold our Flocks up any of that train Yet have I walkt these Woods round and have lain All this same night under an aged Tree Yet neither wandring Shepherd did I see Or Shepherdess or drew into mine ear The sound of living thing unless it were The Nightingale among the thick leav'd spring That sits alone in sorrow and doth sing Whole nights away in mourning or the Owl Or our great enemy that still doth howl Against the Moons cold beams Priest Go and beware Of after falling The. Father 't is my care Exit Thenot. Enter Daphnis Old Here comes another Stragler sure I see A Shame in this young Shepherd Daphnis Daph. He. Pri. Where hast thou left the rest that should have been Long before this grazing upon the green Their yet imprison'd flocks Daph. Thou holy man Give me a little breathing till I can Be able to unfold what I have seen Such horrour that the like hath never been Known to the ear of Shepherd Oh my heart Labours a double motion to impart So heavy tidings You all know the Bower Where the chast Clorin lives by whose great power Sick men and Cattel have been often cur'd There lovely Amoret that was assur'd To lusty Perigot bleeds out her life Forc'd by some Iron hand and fatal knife And by her young Alexis Enter Amaryllis running from her Sullen Shepherd Amar. If there be Ever a Neighbour Brook or hollow tree Receive my Body close me up from lust That follows at my heels be ever just Thou god of Shepherds Pan for her dear sake That loves the Rivers brinks and still doth shake In cold remembrance of thy quick pursuit Let me be made a reed and ever mute Nod to the waters fall whilst every blast Sings through my slender leaves that I was chast Pri. This is a night of wonder Amaryll Be comforted the holy gods are still Revengers of thâ—se wrongs Amar. Thou blessed man Honour'd upon these plains and lov'd of Pan Hear me and save from endless infamie My yet unblasted Flower Virginitie By all the Garlands that have crown'd that head By the chaste office and the Marriage bed That still is blest by thee by all the rights Due to our gods and by those Virgin lights That burn before his Altar let me not Fall from my former state to gain the blot That never shall be purg'd I am not now That wanton Amaryllis here I vow To Heaven and thee grave Father if I may Scape this unhappy Night to know the Day To live a Virgin never to endure The tongues or Company of men impure I hear him come save me Pri. Retire a while Behind th s Bush till we have known that vile Abuser of young Maidens Enter Sullen Sul. Stay thy pace Most loved Amaryllis let the Chase Grow calm and milder flye me not so fast I fear the pointed Brambles have unlac'd Thy golden Buskins turn again and see Thy Shepherd follow that is strong and free Able to give thee all content and ease I am not bashful Virgin I can please At first encounter hug thee in mine arm And give thee many Kisses soft and warm As those the Sun prints on the smiling Cheek Of Plums or mellow Peaches I am sleek And smooth as Neptune when stern Eolus Locks up his surly Winds and nimbly thus Can shew my active Youth why dost thou flye Remember Amaryllâ—â— it was I That kill'd Alexis for thy sake and set An everlasting hate 'twixt Amoret And her beloved Perigot 't was I That drown'd her in the Wâ—ll where she must lye Till Time shall leave to be then turn again Turn with thy open arms and clip the Swain That hath perform'd all this turn turn I say I must not be deluded Pri. Monster stay Thou that art like a Canker to the State Thou liv'st and breath'st in eating with debate Through every honest bosome forcing still The Veins of any that may serve thy Will Thou that hast offer'd with a sinful hand To seize upon this Virgin that doth stand Yet trembling here Sull. Good holiness declare What had the danger been if being bare I had embrac'd her tell me by your Art What coming wonders would that sight impart Pri. Lust and a branded Soul Sull. Yet tell me more Hath not our Mother Nature for her store And great encrease said it is good and just And wills that every living Creature must Beget his like Pri. Ye are better read than I I must confess in blood and Lechery Now to the Bower and bring this Beast along Where he may suffer Penance for his wrong Exâ—â—â— Enter Perigot with his hands bloody Per. Here will I wash it in this mornings dew Which she on every little grass doth strew In silver drops against the Sun's appear 'T is holy water and will make me clear My hands will not be cleans'd My wronged Love If thy chaste spirit in the air yet move Look mildly down on him that yet doth stand All full of guilt thy blood upon his hand And though I struck thee undeservedly Let my revenge on her that injur'd thee Make less a fault which I intended not And let these dew drops wash away my spot It will not cleanse O to what sacred Flood Shall I resort to wash away this blood Amid'st these Trees the holy Clorin dwells In a low Cabin of cut Boughs and heals All Wounds to her I will my self address And my rash faults repentantly confess Perhaps she 'll find a means by Art or Prayer To make my hand with chaste blood stained fair That done not far hence underneath some Tree I 'll have a little Cabin built since she Whom I ador'd is dead there will I give My self to strictness and like Clorin live Exit The Curtain is drawn Clorin appears sitting in the Cabâ—â— Amoret sitting on the one side of her Alexis and Cloe on the other the Satyr standing by Clo. Shepherd once more your blood is staid Take example by this Maid Who is heal'd ere you be pure So hard it is lewd lust to cure Take heed then how you turn your eye On each other lustfully And Shepherdess take heed lest you Move his willing eye thereto Let no wring nor pinch nor smile Of yours his weaker sense beguile Is your Love yet true and chaste And for ever so to last Alex. I have forgot all vain desires All looser thoughts ill tempred fires True Love I find a pleasant fume Whose moderate heat can ne'r consume Clo. And I a new fire feel in me Whose chaste flame is not quencht to be Clor. Join your hands with modest touch And for ever keep you such Enter Perigot Per. You is her Cabin thus far off I 'll stand And call her forth for my unhallowed hand I dare not bring so near yon sacred place Clorin come forth and do a timely grace To a poor Swain Clo. What art thou that dost call Clorin is
ready to do good to all Come near Peri. I dare not Clor. Satyr see Who it is that calls on me Sat. There at hand some Swain doth stand Stretching out a bloudy hand Peri. Come Clorin bring thy holy waters clear To wash my hand Clo. What wonders have been here Tonight stretch forth thy hand young Swain Wâ—â—â— and rub it whilest I rain Holy water Peri. Still you pour But my hand will never scower Cor. Satyr bring him to the Bower We will try the Soveraign power Of other waters Satyr Mortal sure 'T is the Blood of Maiden pure That stains thee so The Satyr leadeth him to the Bower where he spieth Amoret and kneeling down she knoweth him Peri. What e're thou be Be'st thou her spright or some divinitie That in her shape thinks good to walk this grove Pardon poor Ferigot Amor. I am thy love Thy Amoret for evermore thy love Strike once more on my naked breast I 'le prove As constant still O couldst thou love me yet How soon should I my former griefs forget Peri. So over-great with joy that you live now I am that no desire of knowing how Doth seize me hast thou still power to forgive Amo. Whilest thou hast power to love or I to live More welcome now than hadst thou never gone Astray from me Peri. And when thou lov'st alone And not I death or some lingring pain That 's worse light on me Clor. Now your stain This perhaps will cleanse again See the blood that erst did stay With the water drops away Aâ—â— the powers again are pleas'd Aâ—â— with this new knot appeas'd 〈◊〉 your hands and rise together 〈◊〉 blest that brought you hither Enter Priest and Old Shephered Clor. Go back again what ere thou art unless Sâ—â—eth Maiden thoughts possess thee do not press â—â—is hallowed ground Go Satyr take his hand And give him present trial Satyr Mortal stand â—â—l by fire I have made known Whether thou be such a one That mayst freely tread this place Hold thy hand up never was More untainted flesh than this â—â—rest he is full of bliss Clor. Then boldly speak why dost thou seek this place Priest First honour'd Virgin to behold thy face Where all good dwells that is Next for to try The truth of late report was given to me Those Shepherds that have met with foul mischance Through much neglect and more ill governance Whether the wounds they have may yet endure The open Air or stay a longer cure And lastly what the doom may be shall light Upon those guilty wretches through whose spight Aâ— this confusion fell For to this place Tâ—ou holy Maiden have I brought the race Of these offenders who have freely told Both why and by what means they gave this bold Attempt upon their lives Clor. Fume all the ground And sprinkle holy water for unsound And foul infection 'gins to fill the Air It gathers yet more strongly take a pair Of Censors fill'd with Frankincense and Mirrh Together with cold Camphyre quickly stir Thee gentle Satyr for the place begins To sweat and labour with the abhorred sins Of those offenders let them not come nigh For full of itching flame and leprosie Their very souls are that the ground goes back And shrinks to feel the sullen weight of black And so unheard of venome hie thee fast Thou holy man and banish from the chast These manlike monsters let them never more Be known upon these downs but long before The next Suns rising put them from the sight And memory of every honest wight Be quick in expedition lest the sores Of these weak Patients break into new gores Ex. Priest Per. My dear dear Amoret how happy are Those blessed pairs in whom a little jar Hath bred an everlasting love too strong For time or steel or envy to do wrong How do you feel your hurts Alas poor heart How much I was abus'd give me the smart For it is justly mine Amo. I do believe It is enough dear friend leave off to grieve And let us once more in despight of ill Give hands and hearts again Per. With better will Than e're I went to find in hottest day Cool Crystal of the Fountain to allay My eager thirst may this band never break Hear us O Heaven Amo. Be constant Per. Else Pan wreak With bouble vengeance my disloyalty Let me not dare to know the company Of men or any more behold those eyes Amo. Thus Shepherd with a kiss all envy dyes Enter Priest Priest Bright Maid I have perform'd your will the Swain In whom such heat and black rebellions 〈◊〉 gn Hath undergone your sentence and disgrace Only the Maid I have reserv'd whose face Shews much amendment many a tear doth fall In sorrow of her fault great fair recal Your heavy doom in hope of better daies Which I dare promise once again upraise Her heavy Spirit that near drowned lyes In self comsuming care that never dyes Clor. I am content to pardon call her in The Air grows cool again and doth begin To purge it self how bright the day doth show After this stormy Cloud go Satyr go And with this Taper boldly try her hand If she be pure and good and firmly stand To be so still we have perform'd a work Worthy the Gods themselves Satyr brings Amaryllis in Satyr Come forward Maiden do not lurk Nor hide your face with grief and shame Now or never get a name That may raise thee and recure All thy life that was impure Hold your hand unto the flame If thou beest a perfect dame Or hast truely vow'd to mend This pale fire will be thy friend See the Taper hurts her not Go thy wayes let never spot Henceforth seize upon thy blood Thank the Gods and still be good Cor. Young Shepherdess now ye are brought again To Virgin state be so and so remain To thy last day unless the faithful love Of some good Shepherd force thee to remove Than labour to be true to him and live As such a one that ever strives to give A bâ—â—â—â—â—d memory to after time 〈◊〉 famous for your good not for your crime 〈◊〉 holy man I offer up again 〈◊〉 patients full of health and free from pain â—â—â—p tâ—â—m f om after ills be ever near 〈…〉 actions teach them how to clear 〈…〉 â—ous way they pass through from suspect 〈…〉 from wrongâ—ng others or neglect Of 〈◊〉 in themselves correct the bloud With thirsty bâ—ts and labour let the floud Oâ— the next neigâ—bouring spring give remedy To gâ—â—â—ly thriâ—â— and travel not the tree That â—angs with wanton clusters let let not wine Unless in sacrifice or â—ites divine Be ever known of Sâ—â—pâ—â—d have a care Thou man of holy life Now do not spare Their faults through much remissness nor forget To cherish him wâ—ose many pains and swet Hath giv'n increase and added to the downs Sort all your Shepherds from the laâ—y clowns That fâ—â—d it H seâ—s in the budded Brooms Teach the young
Cuckolds shall that Husband be That marries thee thou art so mischievous I 'le put a spoak among your wheels Clean. Be constant Priest 'T is done Chi. I 'le doe no more at drop shot then Exit Chilax Pri. Farewel wench Exeunt Priest and Cleanthe Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter a Servant and Stremon at the door Servant HE stirs he stirs Strem. Let him I am ready for him He shall not this day perish if his passions May be fed with Musick are they ready Enter Memnon Ser. All all see where he comes Strem. I 'le be straight for him Exit Stremon Enter Eumenes and Captains Ser. How sad he looks and sullen Stand close Here are the Captains my fear 's past now Mem. Put case i'th'other world She do not love me neither I am old 't is certain Eumen. My blood lost and limbs stiff my embraces Like the cold stubborn bark hoarâ—e and heatless My words worse my fame only and atchievements Which are my strength my blood my youth my fashion Must wooe her win her wed her that 's but wind And women are not brought to bed with shadows I do her wrong much wrong she is young and blessed Sweet as the spring and as his blossoms tender And I a nipping North-wind my head hung With hails and frostie I sicles are the souls so too When they depart hence lame and old and loveless No sure 't is ever youth there Time and Death Follow our flesh no more and that forc'd opinion That spirits have no sexes I believe not Enter Stremon like Orpheus There must be love there is love what art thou SONG Stre. Orpheus I am come from the deeps below To thee fond man the plagues of love to show To the fair fields where loves eternal dwell There 's none that come but first they pass through hell Hark and beware unless thou hast lov'd ever Belov'd again thou shalt see those joyes never Hark how they groan that dy'd despairing O take heed then Hark how they howl for over-daring All these were men They that be fools and dye for fame They lose their name And they that bleed Hark how they speed Now in cold frosts now scorching fires They sit and curse their lost desires Nor shall these souls be free from pains and fears Till Women wast them over in their tears Mem. How should I know my passage is deni'd me Or which of all the Devils dare Eumen. This Song Was rarely form'd to fit him SONG Orph. Charon O Charon Thou waster of the souls to bliss or bane Cha. Who calls the Ferry-man of Hell Orph. Come near And say who lives in joy and who in fear Cha. Those that dye well Eternall joy shall follow Those that dye ill their own soul fate shall swallow Orph. Shall thy black Bark those guilty spirits stow That kill themselves for love Cha. O no no no. My cordage cracks when such great sins are near No wind blows fair nor I myself can stear Orph. What lovers pass and in Elyzium raign Cha. Those Gentle loves that are belov'd again Orph. This Souldier loves and fain wou'd dye to win Shall he goe on Cha. No 't is too foul a sin He must not come aboard I dare not â—ow Storms of despair and guilty blood will blow Orph. Shall time release him say Cha. No no no no. Nor time nor death can alter us nor prayer My boat is destinie and who then dare But those appointed come aboard Live still And love by reason Mortal not by will Orph. And when thy Mistris shall close up thine eyes Cha. Then come aboard and pass Orph. Till when be wise Cha. Till when be wise Eumen. How still he sits I hope this Song has setled him 1 Capt. He bites his lip and rowles his fiery eyes yet I fear for all this 2 Capt. Stremon still apply to him Strem. Give me more room sweetly strike divinely Such strains as old earth moves at Orph. The power I have over both beast and plaint Thou man alone feelst miserable want Musick Strike you rare Spirits that attend my will And lose your savage wildness by my skill Enter a Mask of Beasts This Lion was a man of War that died As thou wouldst do to gild his Ladies pride This Dog a fool that hung himself for love This Ape with daily hugging of a glove Forgot to eat and died This goodly tree And usher that still grew before his Ladie Wither'd at root This for he could not wooe A grumbling Lawyer this pyed Birâ— a page That melted out because he wanted age Still these lye howling on the Stygian shore O love no more O love no more Exit Memnon Eumen. He steals off silently as though he would sleep No more but all be near him feed his fancie Good Stremon still this may lock up his follie Yet Heaven knows I much fear him away softly Exeunt Captains Fool. Did I not doe most doggedly Strem. Most rarelie Fool. He 's a brave man when shall we dog again Boy Unty me first for Gods sake Fool. Help the Boy he 's in a wood poor child good hony Stremon Let 's have a bear-baiting ye shall see me play The rarest for a single Dog at head all And if I do not win immortal glorie Play Dog play Devil Strem. Peace for this time Fool. Prethee Let 's sing him a black Santis then let 's all howl In our own beastly voices tree keep your time Untye there bow wow wow Strem. Away ye Asse away Fool. Why let us doe something To satisfie the Gentleman he 's mad A Gentleman-like humour and in fashion And must have men as mad about him Strem. Peace And come in quicklie 't is ten to one else He 'l find a staff to beat a dog no more words I 'le get ye all imployment soft soft in in all Exeunt Enter Chilax and Cloe. Chi. When camest thou over wench Clo. But now this evening And have been ever since looking out Siphax I' th' wars he would have lookt me sure h 'as gotten Some other Mistris Chi. A thousand wench a thousand They are as common here as Caterpillers Among the corn they eat up all the Souldiers Clo. Are they so hungry yet by their leave Philax I 'le have a snatch too Chi. Dost thou love him still wench Clo. Why should I not he had my Maiden-head And all my youth Chi. Thou art come the happiest In the most blessed time sweet wench the fittest If thou darst make thy fortune by this light Cloe And so I 'le kiss thee and if thou wilt but let me For 't is well worth a kindness Clo. What shou'd I let ye Chi. Enjoy thy miniken Clo. Thou art still old Chilax Chi. Still still and ever shall be if I say Thou wo't strike the stroke I cannot do much harm wench Clo. Nor much good Chi. Siphax shall be thy Husband Thy very Husband woman thy fool thy Cuckold Or what thou wilt make him I am
the least too and the dullest water And when her mouth was made for certain Madam Nature intended her a right good stomach Olym. She has a good hand 2 Wom. 'T is good enough to hold fast And strong enough to strangle the neck of a Lute Olym. What think ye of her colour Pet. If it be her own 'T is good black blood right weather-proof I warrant it 2 Wom. What a strange pace she has got Olym. That 's but her breeding Pet. And what a manly body me thinks she locks As though she would pitch the Bar or go to Buffets 2 Wom. Yet her behaviour 's utterly against it For me thinks she is too bashful Olym. Is that hurtful 2 Wom. Even equal to too bold either of 'em Maâ—â—â— May do her injury when time shall serve her Olym. You discourse learnedly call in the wench Ex. Câ—â— What envious fools are you Is the rule general That Women can speak handsomly of none But those they are bred withal Pet. Scarce well of those Madam If they believe they may out shine 'em any way Our natures are like Oyl compound us with any thing Yet still we strive to swim o' th' top Suppose there were here now Now in this Court of Mosco a stranger Princess Of bloud and beauty equal to your excellence As many eyes and services stuck on her What would you think Olym. I would think she might deserve it Pet. Your Grace shall give me leave not to believe ye I know you are a Woman and so humour'd I 'le tell ye Madam I could then get more Gowns on ye More Caps and Feathers more Scarfs and more Silk stockings With rocking you asleep with nightly railings Upon that Woman than if I had nine lives I could wear out by this hand ye 'would scratch her eyes out Olym. Thou art deceiv'd fool Now let your own eye mock ye Enter Gentlewoman and Alinda Come hither Girl hang me and she be not a handsom one Pet. I fear it will prove indeed so Olym. Did you ever serve yet In any place of worth Alin. No Royal Lady Pet. Hold up your head fie Olym. Let her alone stand from her Alin. It shall be now Of all the blessings my poor youth has pray'd for The greatest and the happiest to serve you And might my promise carry but that credit To be believ'd because I am yet a stranger Excellent Lady when I fall from duty From all the service that my life can lend me May everlasting misery then find me Olym. What think ye now I do believe and thank ye And sure I shall not be so far forgetful To see that honest faith die unrewarded What must I call your name Alin. Alinda Madam Olym. Can ye sing Alin. A little when my grief will give me leave Lady Olym. What grief canst thou have Wench Thou art not in love Alin. If I be Madam 't is only with your goodness For yet I never saw that man I sighed for Olym. Of what years are you Alin. My Mother oft has told me That very day and hour this land was blest With your most happy birth I first saluted This worlds fair light Nature was then so busie And all the Graces to adorn your goodness I stole into the world poor and neglected Olym. Something there was when I first look'd upon thee Made me both like and love thee now I know it And you shall find that knowledge shall not hurt you I hope ye are a Maid Alin. I hope so too Madam I am sure for any man and were I otherwise Of all the services my hopes could point at I durst not touch at yours Flourish Enter Duke Burris and Gent. Pet. The great Duke Madam Duk. Good morrow Sister O ym A good day to your highness Duk. I am come to pray you use no more perswasions For this old stubborn man nay to command ye His sail is swell'd too full he is grown too insolent Too self affected proud those poor slight services He has done my Father and my self has blown him To such a pitch he flyes to stoop our favours Olym. I am sorry Sir I ever thought those services Both great and noble Bur. However may it please ye But to consider 'em a true hearts Servants Done out of faith to you and not self-fame Do but consider royal Sir the dangers When you have slept secure the mid-night tempests That as he marcht sung through his aged locks When you have fed at full the wants and famins The fires of Heaven when you have found all temperate Death with his thousand doors Duk. I have consider'd No more and that I will have shall be Olym. For the best I hope all still Duk. What handsom wench is that there Olym. My Servant Sir Duk. Prethee observe her Burris Is she not wondrous handsom speak thy freedom Bur. She appears no less to me Sir Duk. Of whence is she Ol. Her Father I am told is a good Gentleman But far off dwelling her desire to serve me Brought her to th' Court and here her friends have left her Du. She may find better friends Ye are welcom fair one I have not seen a sweeter By your Ladies leave Nay stand up sweet we 'll have no superstition You have got a Servant you may use him kindly And he may honour ye Ex. Duke and Burris Good morrow Sister Ol. Good morrow to your Grace How the wench blushes How like an Angel now she looks 1 Wom. At first jump Jump into the Dukes arms we must look to you Inâ—â—ed we must the next jump we are journeymen Pet. I see the ruine of our hopes already Would she were at home again milking her Fathers Cows 1 Wom. I fear she 'l milk all the great Courtiers first Olym. This has not made ye proud Al. No certain Madam Olym. It was the Duke that kist ye Al. 'T was your Brother And therefore nothing can be meant but honour Ol. But say he love ye Al. That he may with safety A Princes love extends to all his subjects Ol. But say in more particular Al. Pray fear not For vertues sake deliver me from doubts Lady 'T is not the name of King nor all his promises His glories and his greatness stuck about me Can make me prove a Traitor to your service You are my Mistris and my noble Master Your vertues my ambition and your favour The end of all my love and all my fortune And when I fail in that faith Ol. I believe thee Come wipe your eyes I do take you example Pus I would her eyes were out 1 Wom. If the wind stand in this door We shall have but cold custome some trick or other And speedily Pet. Let me alone to think on 't Ol. Come be you near me still Al. With all my duty Exeunt SCENA III. Enter Archas Theodor Putskie Ancient and Souldiers carrying his armour piâ—ce-meale his Colours wound up and his Drums in Cases Theod. This is the heaviest
bounty His honour that he gives me to beget Sawey and fullen fears The. You are not mad sure By this fair light I speak But what is whisper'd And whisper'd for a truth Ar. A Dog drunken people That in their Pot see visions And turn states mad-men and Children Prethee do not follow me I tell thee I am angry Do not follow me The. I am as angry As you for your heart I and as wilful too go like a Wood-cock And thrust your neck i' th' noose Ar. I 'le kill thee And thou speakst but three words more Do not follow me Exit The. A strange old foolish fellow I shall hear yet And if I do not my part hiss at me Exit SCENE V. Enter two Servants preparing a Banquet 1 Serv. Believe me fellow here will be lusty drinking Many a washt pate in Wine I warrant thee 2 Ser. I am glad the old General 's come upon my Coâ—science That joy will make half the Court drunk Hark the Trumpets They are coming on away 1 Ser. We 'll have a rowse too Exeunt Enter Duke Archas Burris Boroskie Attend. Gent. Duke Come seat your selves Lord Archas sit you there Ar. 'T is far above my worth Duke I 'le have it so Are all things ready Bor. All the Guards are set The Court Gates are shut Duke Then do as I prescrib'd ye Be sure no further Bor. I shall well observe ye Du. Come bring some wine here 's to my Sister Gentlemen A health and mirth to all Ar. Pray fill it full Sir 'T is a high health to vertue here Lord Burris A maiden health you are most sit to pledge it You have a maiden soul and much I honour it Passion o' me ye are sad man Duke How now Burris Go to no more of this Ar. Take the rowse freely 'T will warm your bloud and make ye fit for jollity Your Graces pardon when we get a cup Sir We old men prate a pace Du. Mirth makes a Banquet As you love me no more Bur. I thank your Grace Give me it Lord Boroskie Boros I have ill brains Sir Bur. Damnable ill I know it Boros But I 'le pledge Sir This vertuous health Bur. The more unfit for thy mouth Enter two Servants with Cloaks Du. Come bring out Robes and let my guests look nobly Fit for my love and presence begin downward Off with your Cloaks take new Ar. Your grace deals truly Like a munificent Prince with your poor subjects Who would not fight for you what cold dull coward Durst seek to save his life when you would ask it Begin a new health in your new adornments The Dukes the Royal Dukes ha what have I got Sir ha the Robe of death Du. You have deserv'd it Ar. The Livery of the Grave do you start all from me Do I smell of earth already Sir look on me And like a man is this your entertainment Do you bid your worthiest guests to bloudy Banquets Enter a Guard A Guard upon me too this is too soul play Boy to thy good thine honour thou wretched Ruler Thou Son of fools and flatterers Heir of hypocrites Am I serv'd in a Hearse that sav'd ye all Are ye men or Devils Do ye gape upon me Wider and swallow all my services Entomb them first my faith next then my integrity And let these struggle with your mangy minds Your fear'd and seal'd up Consciences till they burst Boros These words are death Ar. No those deeds that want rewards Sirrah Those Battels I have sought those horrid dangers â—â—aner than death and wilder than destruction Leave march'd upon these honour'd wounds times story The bloud I have lost the youth the sorrows suffer'd These are my death these that can ne're be recompenced These that ye sit a brooding on like Toads Socking from my deserts the sweets and favours And render me no pay again but poysons Bor. The proud vain Souldier thou hast set Ar. Thou lyest Now by my little time of life lyest basely Malitiously and loudly how I scorn thee If I had swel'd the Souldier or intended Anact in person leaning to dishonour As ye would sain have forced me witness Heaven Where clearest understanding of all truth is For these are spightful men and know no piety When Olin came grim Olin when his marches His last Incursions made the City sweat And drove before him as a storm drives Hail Such showrs of frosted fears shook all your heart-strings Then when the Volga trembled at his terrour And hid his seven curl'd heads afraid of bruising By his arm'd Horses hoofs had I been false then Or blown a treacherous fire into the Souldier Had but one spark of villany liv'd within me Ye â—ad had some shadow for this black about me Where was your Souldiership why went not you out And all your right honourable valour with ye Why met ye not the Tartar and desi'd him Drew your dead doing sword and buckl'd with him Shot through his Squadrons like a fiery Meteor And as we see a dreadful clap of Thunder Rend the stiff hearted Oaks and toss their roots up Why did not you so charge him you were sick then You that dare taint my credit slipt to bed then Stewing and fainting with the fears ye had A whorson shaking fit opprest your Lordship Blush Coward Knave and all the world hiss at thee Da. Exceed not my command Exit Bor. I shall observe it Ar. Are you gone too Come weep not honest Burris Good loving Lord no more fears 't is not his malice This fellows malice nor the Dukes displeasure By bold bad men crowded into his nature Can startle me fortune ne're raz'd this Fort yet I am the same the same man living dying The same mind to 'em both I poize thus equal Only the jugling way that toll'd me to it The Judas way to kiss me bid me welcome And cut my throat a little sticks upon me Farewel commend me to his Grace and tell him The world is full of servants he may have many And some I with him hon st he s undone else But such another doating Archas never So try'd and touch'd a saith farewell for ever Bor. Be strong my Lord you must not go thus lightly Ar. Now what s to do what sayes the Law unto me Give me my great offence that speaks me guily Bor. Laâ—â—â— asâ—â—e a thousand petty matters As scorns and insolencies both from your self and followers Which you put first fire to and these are deadly I come to one main cause which though it carries A strangeness in the circumstance it carries death too Not to be pardon'd neither ye have done a sacriledge Ar. High Heaven desend me man how how Boroskie Bor. Ye have took from the Temple those vow'd Arms The holy Ornament you hung up there No absolution of your vow no order From holy Church to give 'em back unto you After they were purified from War and rested From bloud made clean by ceremony from the Altar You
He flyes to you for succour and expects The entertainment of your Fathers friend And Guardian to your self Ptol. To say I grieve his fortune As much as if the Crown I wear his gift Were ravish'd from me is a holy truth Our Gods can witness for me yet being young And not a free disposer of my self Let not a few hours borrowed for advice Beget suspicion of unthankfulness Which next to Hell I hate pray you retire And take a little rest and let his wounds Be with that care attended as they were Cary'd on my flesh good Labienus think The little respite I desire shall be Wholly emploi'd to find the readiest way To doe great Pompey service Lab. May the gods As you intend protect you Exit Ptol. Sit sit all It is my pleasure your advice and freely Ach. A short deliberation in this May serve to give you counsel to be honest Religious and thankfull in themselves Are forcible motives and can need no flourish Or gloss in the perswader your kept faith Though Pompey never rise to th' height he 's fallen from Caesar himself will love and my opinion Is still committing it to graver censure You pay the debt you owe him with the hazard Of all you can call yours Ptol. What 's yours Photinus Pho. Achoreus great Ptolomy hath counsell'd Like a Religious and honest man Worthy the honour that he justly holds In being Priest to Isis But alas What in a man sequester'd from the world Or in a private person is prefer'd No policy allows of in a King To be or just or thankfull makes Kings guilty And faith though prais'd is punish'd that supports Such as good Fate forsakes joyn with the gods Observe the man they favour leave the wretched The Stars are not more distant from the Earth Than profit is from honesty all the power Prerogative and greatness of a Prince Is lost if he descend once but to steer His course as what 's right guides him let him leave The Scepter that strives only to be good Since Kingdomes are maintain'd by force and blood Ach. Oh wicked Ptol. Peace goe on Pho. Proud Pompey shews how much he scorns your youth In thinking that you cannot keep your own From such as are or'e come If you are tired With being a King let not a stranger take What nearer pledges challenge resign rather The government of Aegypt and of Nile To Cleopatra that has title to them At least defend them from the Roman gripe What was not Pompeys while the wars endured The Conquerour will not challenge by all the world Forsaken and despis'd your gentle Guardian His hopes and fortunes desperate makes choice of What Nation he shall fall with and pursu'd By their pale ghosts slain in this Civil war He flyes not Caesar only but the Senate Of which the greater part have cloâ—'d the hunger Of sharp Pharsalian fowl he flies the Nations That he drew to his Quarrel whose Estates Are sunk in his and in no place receiv'd Hath found out Aigypt by him yet not ruin'd And Potolmy things consider'd justly may Complain of Pompey wherefore should he stain Our Aegypt with the spots of civil war Or make the peaceable or quiet Nile Doubted of Caesar wherefore should he draw His loss and overthrow upon our heads Or choose this place to suffer in already We have offended Caesar in our wishes And no way left us to redeem his favour But by the head of Pompey Ach. Great Osiris Defend thy Aegypt from such cruelty And barbarous ingratitude Pho. Holy trifles And not to have place in designs of State This sword which Fate commands me to unsheath I would not draw on Pompey if not vanquish'd I grant it rather should have pass'd through Caesar But we must follow where his fortune leads us All provident Princes measure their intents According to their power and so dispose them And thinkst thou Ptolomy that thou canst prop His Ruines under whom sad Rome now suffers Or ' tempt the Conquerours force when 't is confirm'd Shall we that in the Battail sate as Neuters Serve him that 's overcome No no he 's lost And though 't is noble to a sinking friend To lend a helping hand while there is hope He may recover thy part not engag'd Though one most dear when all his hopes are dead To drown him set thy foot upon his head Ach. Most execrable Counsel Pho. To be follow'd 'T is for the Kingdoms safety Ptol. We give up Our absolute power to thee dispose of it As reason shall direct thee Pho. Good Achillas Seek out Septinius do you but sooth him He is already wrought leave the dispatch To me of Labienus 't is determin'd Already how you shall proceed nor Fate Shall alter it since now the dye is cast But that this hour to Pompey is his last Exit SCENA II. Enter Apollodorus Eros Arsino Apol. Is the Queen stirring Eros Eros Yes for in truth She touch'd no bed to night Apol. I am sorry for it And wish it were in me with my hazard To give her ease Ars Sir she accepts your will And does acknowledge she hath found you noble So far as if restraint of liberty Could give admission to a thought of mirth She is your debtor for it Apol. Did you tell her Of the sports I have prepar'd to entertain her She was us'd to take delight with her fair hand To angle in the Nile where the glad fish As if they knew who 't was sought to deceive 'em Contended to be taken other times To strike the Stag who wounded by her arrows Forgot his tears in death and kneeling thanks her To his last gasp then prouder of his Fate Than if with Garlands Crown'd he had been chosen To fall a Sacrifice before the altar Of the Virgin Huntress the King nor great Photinus Forbid her any pleasure and the Circuit In which she is confin'd gladly affords Variety of pastimes which I would Encrease with my best service Eros O but the thought That she that was born free and to dispense Restraint or liberty to others should be At the devotion of her Brother whom She only knows her equal makes this place In which she lives though stor'd with all delights A loathsome dungeon to her Apol. Yet howe're She shall interpret it I 'le not be wanting To do my best to serve her I have prepar'd Choise Musick near her Cabinet and compos'd Some few lines set unto a solemn time In the praise of imprisonment Begin Boy The SONG LOok out bright eyes and bless the air Even in shadows you are fair Shut-up beauty is like fire That breaks out clearer still and higher Though your body be confin'd And soft Love a prisoner bound Yet the beauty of your mind Neither cheek nor chain hath found Look out nobly then and dare Even the Fetters that you wear Enter Cleopatra Cleo. But that we are assur'd this tastes of duty And love in you my Guardian and desire In you my
mist that when her Eyes break out Her powerfull radiant eyes and shake their flashes Will flye before her heats Caesar Begirt with Villains Sce. They come to play you and your Love a Huntsup You were told what this same whorson wenching long agoe would come to You are taken napping now has not a Souldier A time to kiss his friend and a time to consider But he must lye still digging like a Pioneer Making of mines and burying of his honour there 'T were good you would think Dol. And time too or you will find else A harder task than Courting a coy Beauty Ant. Look out and then believe Sce. No no hang danger Take me provoking broth and then goe to her Goe to your Love and let her feel your valour Charge her whole body when the sword 's in your throat Sir You may cry Caesar and see if that will help ye Caesar I 'le be my self again and meet their furies Meet and consume their mischiefs make some shift Sceva To recover the Fleet and bring me up two Legions And you shall see me how I 'le break like thunder Amongst these beds of slimy Eeles and scatter ' em Sce. Now ye speak sense I 'le put my life to the hazard Before I goe No more of this warm Lady She will spoil your sword-hand Caesar Goe come let 's to Counsel How to prevent and then to execute SCENA III. Enter Souldiers 1 Sold. Did ye see this Penitence 2 Sold. Yes I saw and heard it 3 Sold. And I too look'd upon him and observ'd it He 's the strangest Septinius now 1 Sold. I heard he was altered And had given away his Gold to honest uses Cry'd monstrously 2 Sold. He cryes abundantly He is blind almost with weeping 3 Sold. 'T is most wonderfull That a hard hearted man and an old Souldier Should have so much kind moisture when his Mother dy'd He laugh'd aloud and made the wickedst Ballads 1 Sold. 'T is like enough he never lov'd his Parents Nor can I blame him for they ne'r lov'd him His Mother dream'd before she was deliver'd That she was brought abed with a Buzzard and ever after She whistl'd him up to th' world his brave clothes too He has flung away and goes like one of us now Walks with his hands in 's pockets poor and sorrowfull And gives the best instructions 2 Sold. And tells stories Of honest and good people that were honour'd And how they were remembred and runs mad If he but hear of any ungratefull person A bloudy or betraying man 3 Sold. If it be possible That an Arch-Villain may ever be recovered This penitent Rascal will put hard 't were worth our labour To see him once again Enter Septinius 1 Sold. He spares us that labour For here he comes Sep. Bless ye my honest friends Bless ye from base unworthy men come not near me For I am yet too taking for your company 1 Sold. Did I not tell ye 2 Sold. What book 's that 1 Sold. No doubt Some excellent Salve for a sore heart are you Septinius that base knave that betray'd Pompey Sep I was and am unless your honest thoughts Will look upon my penitence and save me I must be â—ver Villain O good Souldiers You that have Roman hearts take heed of falsehood Take heed of blood take heed of soul ingratitude The Gods have scarce a mercy for those mischiefs Take heed of pride 't was that that brought me to it 1 Sol. This fellow would make a rare speech at the gallows 2 Sol. 'T is very fit he were hang'd to edifie us Sep. Let all your thoughts be humble and obedient Love your Commanders honour them that seed ye Pray that ye may be strong in honesty As in the use of arms Labour and diligently To keep your hearts from ease and her base issues Pride and ambitious wantonness those spoil'd me Rather lose all your limbs than the least honesty You are never lame indeed till loss of credit Benumb ye through Scarrs and those maims of honour Are memorable crutches that shall bear When you are dead your noble names to Eternity 1 Sol. I cry 2 Sol. And so do I. 3 Sol. An excellent villain 1 Sol. A more sweet pious knave I never heard yet 2 Sol. He was happie he was Rascal to come to this Enter Achoreus Who 's this a Priest Sep. O stay most holy Sir And by the Gods of Egypt I conjure ye Isis and great Osiris pity me Pity a loaden man and tell me truly With what most humble Sacrifice I may Wash off my sin and appease the powers that hate me Take from my heart those thousand thousand furies That restless gnaw upon my life and save me Orestes bloody hands fell on his Mother Yet at the holy altar he was pardon'd Ach. Orestes out of madness did his murther And therefore he found grace thou worst of all men Out of cold blood and hope of gain base lucre Slew'st thine own Feeder come not near the altar Nor with thy reeking hands pollute the Sacrifice Thou art markt for shame eternal Exit Sep. Look all on me And let me be a story left to time Of blood and Infamy how base and ugly Ingratitude appears with all her profits How monstrous my hop'd grace at Court good souldiers Let neither flattery nor the witching sound Of high and soft preferment touch your goodness To be valiant old and honest O what blessedness 1 Sold. Dost thou want any thing Sep. Nothing but your prayers 2 Sol. Be thus and let the blind Priest do his worst We have gods as well as they and they will hear us 3 Sol. Come cry no more thou hast wep't out twenty Pompeys Enter Photinus Achillas Pho. So penitent Achil. It seems so Pho. Yet for all this We must employ him 1 Sol. These are the arm'd Souldier leaders Away and let 's toth ' Fort we shall be snapt else Exeunt Pho. How now why thus what cause of this dejection Achil. Why dost thou weep Sep. Pray leave me you have ruin'd me You have made me a famous Villain Pho. Does that touch thee Achil. He will be hard to win he feels his lewdness Pho. He must be won or we shall want our right hand This fellow dares and knows and must be heartned Art thou so poor to blench at what thou hast done Is Conscience a comrade for an old Soldier Achil. It is not that it may be some disgrace That he takes heavily and would be cherish'd Septinius ever scorn'd to shew such weakness Sep. Let me alone I am not for your purpose I am now a new man Pho. We have new affairs for thee Those that would raise thy head Sep. I would 't were off And in your bellies for the love you bear me I 'le be no more Knave I have stings enough Already in my breast Pho. Thou shalt be noble And who dares think then that thou art not honest Achil. Thou shalt command in Chief all our
sleep Achil. He rowz'd them with his Sword We talk of Mars but I am sure his Courage Admits of no comparison but it self And as inspir'd by him his following friends With such a confidence as young Eagles prey Under the large wing of their fiercer Dam Brake through our Troops and scatter'd them he went on But still pursu'd by us when on the sudden He turn'd his head and from his Eyes slew terrour Which strook in us no less fear and amazement Than if we had encounter'd with the lightning Hurl'd from Jove's cloudy Brow Cleo. 'T was like my Caesar Achil. We faln back he made on and as out fear Had parted from us with his dreadful looks Again we follow'd but got near the Sea On which his Navy anchor'd in one hand Holding a Scroll he had above the waves And in the other grasping fast his Sword As it had been a Trident forg'd by Vulcan To calm the raging Ocean he made away As if he had been Neptune his friends like So many Tritons follow'd their bold shouts Yielding a chearful musick we showr'd darts Upon them but in vain they reach'd their ships And in their safety we are sunk for Caesar Prepares for War Pho. How fell the King Achil. Unable To follow Caesar he was trod to death By the Pursuers and with him the Priest Of Isis good Achoreus Ars May the Earth Lye gently on their ashes Pho. I feel now That there are powers above us and that 't is not Within the searching policies of man To alter their decrees Cleo. I laugh at thee Where are thy threats now Fool thy scoffs and scorns Against the gods I see calamity Is the best Mistress of Religion And can convert an Atheist Shout within Pho. O they come Mountains fall on me O for him to dye That plac'd his Heaven on Earth is an assurance Of his descent to Hell where shall I hide me The greatest daring to a man dishonest Is but a Bastard Courage ever fainting Exit Enter Caesar Sceva Antony Dolabella Caes Look on your Caesar banish fear my fairest You now are safe Sce. By Venus not a kiss Till our work be done the Traitors once dispatch'd To it and we 'll cry aim Caes I will be speedy Exeunt Cleo. Farewel again Arsino how now Eros Ever faint-hearted Eros But that I am assur'd Your Excellency can command the General I fear the Souldiers for they look as if They would be nibling too Cleo. He is all honour Nor do I now repent me of my favours Nor can I think that Nature e'r made a Woman That in her prime deserv'd him Enter Caesar Sceva Antonie Dolabella Souldiers with the Heads Ars He 's come back Pursue no further curb the Souldiers fury Caes See beauteous Mistris their accursed heads That did conspire against us Sce. Furies plague 'em They had too fair an end to dye like Souldiers Pompey fell by the Sword the Cross or Halter Should have dispatch'd them Caes All is but death good Sceva Be therefore satisfied and now my dearest Look upon Caesar as he still appear'd A Conquerour and this unfortunate King Entomb'd with honour we 'll to Rome where Caesar Will shew he can give Kingdoms for the Senate Thy Brother dead shall willingly decree The Crown of Egypt that was his to thee Exeunt oâ—â—â—es Prologue NEW Titles warrant not a Play for new The Subject being old and 't is as true Fresh and neat matter may with ease be fram'd Out of their Stories that have oft been nam'd With glory on the Stage what borrows he From him that wrote old Priam's Tragedy That writes his love to Hecuba Sure to tell Of Caesars amorous heats and how he fell In the Capitol can never be the same To the Judicious Nor will such blame Those who pen'd this for Barr'enness when they find Young Cleopatra here and her great Mind Express'd to the height with us a Maid and free And how he rated her Virginitie We treat not of what boldness she did dye Nor of her fatal Love to Antony What we present and offer to your view Upon their faiths the Stage yet never knew Let Reason then first to your Wills give laws And after judge of them and of their cause Epilogue I Now should wish another had my place But that I hope to come off and with Grace And but express some sign that you are pleas'd We of our doubts they of their fears are eas'd I would beg further Gentlemen and much say In favour of our selves them and the Play Did I not rest assur'd the most I see Hate Impudence and cherish Modestie THE Little French Lawyer A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Dinant a Gentleman that formerly loved and still pretended to love Lamira Cleremont a merry Gentleman his Friend Champernell a lame old Gentleman Husband to Lamira Vertaign a Noble-man and a Judge Beaupre Son to Vertaign Verdone Nephew to Champernell Monsieur La Writt a wrangling Advocate or the Little Lawyer Sampson a foolish Advocate Kinsman to Vertaign Provost Gentlemen Clients Servants WOMEN Lamira Wife to Champernell and Daughter to Vertaign Anabell Niece to Champernell Old Lady Nurse to Lamira Charlotte Waiting Gentlewoman to Lamira The Scene France The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Lowin John Vnderwood Robert Benfield Nicholas Toolie William Egleston Richard Sharpe Thomas Holcomb Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Dinant and Cleremont Din. DIsswade me not Clere. It will breed a brawl Din. I care not I wear a Sword Cler. And wear discretion with it Or cast it off let that direct your arm 'T is madness else not valour and more base Than to receive a wrong Din. Why would you have me Sit down with a disgrace and thank the doer We are not Stoicks and that passive courage Is only now commendable in Lackies Peasants and Tradesmen not in men of rank And qualitie as I am Cler. Do not cherish That daring vice for which the whole age suffers The blood of our bold youth that heretofore Was spent in honourable action Or to defend or to enlarge the Kingdom For the honour of our Country and our Prince Pours it self out with prodigal expence Upon our Mothers lap the Earth that bred us For every trifle and these private Duells Which had their first original from the Frcenh And for which to this day we are justly censured Are banisht from all civil Governments Scarce three in Venice in as many years In Forence they are rarer and in all The fair Dominions of the Spanish King They are never heard of Nay those neighbour Countries Which gladly imitate our other follies And come at a dear rate to buy them of us Begin now to detest them Din. Will you end yet Cler. And I have heard that some of our late Kings For the lie wearing of a Mistris favour A cheat at Cards or Dice and such like causes Have lost as many gallant Gentlemen As might have met the great Turk in
against me Aecius Gods defend Sir And for their censures they are such shrew'd Judgers A donative of ten Sestertias I 'll undertake shall make 'em ring your praises More than they sang your pleasures Emp. I believe thee Art thou in love Aecius yet Aecius O no Sir I am too course for Ladies my embraces That only am acquainted with Alarms Would break their tender Bodies Emp. Never fear it They are stronger than ye think they 'll hold the Hammer My Empress swears thou art a lusty Souldier A good one I believe thee Aecius All that goodness Is but your Graces Creature Emp Tell me truly Foâ—â—ou dar'st tell me Aecâ—uâ— Any thing concerns ye Thaâ—'s fit for me to speak and you to pardon Emp What say the Souldiers of me and the same words Minâ—â—â—m not good Aecius but deliver The very forms and tongues they talk withal Aecius I 'll tell your Grace but with this caution You be not stir'd for should the gods live with us Even those we certainly believe are righteous Give 'em but drink they would censure them too Emp. Forward Aecius Then to begin they say you sleep too much By which they judge your Majesty too sensual Apt to decline your strength to ease and pleasures And when you do not sleep you drink too much From which they fear suspicions first then ruines And when ye neither drink nor sleep ye wench much Which they affirm first breaks your understanding Then takes the edge of Honour makes us seem That are the ribs and rampires of the Empire Fencers and beaten Fools and so regarded But I believe 'em not for were these truths Your vertue can correct them Emp They speak plainly Aâ—c They say moreover since your Grace will have it For they will talk their freedoms though the Sword Were in their throat that of late time like Nero And with the same forgetfulness of glory You have got a vein of fidling so they term it Emp. Some drunken dreams Aecius Aecius So I hope Sir And that you rather study cruelty And to be fear'd for blood than lov'd for bounty Which makes the Nations as they say despise ye Telling your years and actions by their deaths Whose truth and strength of duty made you Caesar They say besides you nourish strange devourers â—ed with the fat o' th' Empire they call Bawds Lazie and lustful Creatures that abuse ye A â—eople as they term 'em made of paper In which the secret sins of each man's monies Are seal'd and sent a working â—mp What sin 's next For I perceive they have no mind to spare me Aecius Nor hurt you o' my soul Sir but such People Nor can the power of man restrain it When they are full of meat and ease must prattle Emp. Forward Aecius I have spoken too much Sir Emp. I 'll have all Aecius It fits not Your ears should hear their Vanities no profit Can justly rise to you from their behaviour Unless ye were guilty of those crimes Emp. It may be I am so therefore forward Aecius I have ever Learn'd to obey nor shall my life resist it Emp No more Apologies Aecius They grieve besides Sir To see the Nations whom our ancient Vertue With many a weary march and hunger conquer'd With loss of many a daring life subdu'd Fall from their fair obedience and even murmur To see the warlike Eagles mew their honours In obscure Towns that wont to prey on Princes They cry for Enemies and tell the Captains The fruits of Italy are luscious give us Egypt Or sandy Africk to display our valours There where our Swords may make us meat and danger Digest our well got Vyands here our weapons And bodies that were made for shining brass Are both unedg'd and old with ease and women And then they cry again where are the Germans Lin'd with hot Spain oâ— Gallia bring 'em on And let the Son of War steel'd Mithridates Lead up his winged Parthians like a storm Hiding the face of Heaven with showrs of Arrows Yet we dare fight like Romans then as Souldiers Tir'd with a weary march they tell their wounds Even weeping ripe they were no more nor deeper And glory in those scars that make them lovely And sitting where a Camp was like sad Pilgrims They reckon up the times and living labours Of Julius or Germanicus and wonder That Rome whose Turrets once were topt with Honours Can now forget the Custom of her Conquests And then they blame your Grace and say Who leads us Shall we stand here like Statues were our Fathers The Sons of lazie Moors our Princes Persians Nothing but silks and softness Curses on 'em That first taught Nero wantonness and blood Tiberius doubts Caligula all vices For from the spring of these succeeding Princes Thus they talk Sir Emp. Well Wâ—y do you hear these things Aecius Why do you do ' em I take the gods to witness with more sorrow And more vexation do I hear these tainters Than were my life dropt from me through an hour glass Emp. Belike then you believe 'em or at least Are glad they should be so take heed you were better Build your own Tomb and run into it living Than dare a Princes anger Aecius I am old Sir And ten years more addition is but nothing Now if my life be pleasing to ye take it Upon my knees if ever any service As let 〈◊〉 â—ag some have been worthy notice If evâ— anâ— woâ—th oâ— trust ye gave me Deserv d a word â—pect if all my actions The haâ— of my youth colds burnings wants For you and â—or the Empire be not vices By that stilâ— ye havâ— stampt upon me Souldier Let me not faâ—l into the hands of Wretches Emp. I understand you not Aecius Let not this body That has look'd bravely in his blood for Caesar And covâ—tous of wounds and for your safety After thâ—â—â—eape of Swords Spears Slings and Arrows ' Gainst which my beaten body was mine armour The Seas and thirsty Desarts now be purchase For Slavâ—s and base Informers I see anger And death look through your Eyes I am markt for slaughter And know the telling of this truth has made me A man clean lost to thiâ— World I embrace it Only my last Pâ—tition sacred Caesar Is I may dye a Roman Emp. Rise my friend still And worthy of my love reclaim the Souldier I 'll study to do so upon my self too Go keep your Command and prosper Aecius Lifâ— to Caesar Exit Aecius Enter Chilax Chi. Lord Maximus attends your Grace Emp. Go tell him I 'll meet him in the Gallery The honesty of this Aecius Who is indeed the Bull-wark of the Empire Has div'd so deep into me that of all The sins I covet but this Womans beauty With much repentance now I could be quit of But she is sucâ— a pleasure being good That though I were a god she 'd fire my blood Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter the Emperour Maximus Licinius Proculus Chilax
serves for both Lic About it then I must to th' Cupbord and be sure good Paulus Your Grace be fasting that he may hang cleanly If there should need another voice what then Paul I 'le hang another Grace in Lic Grace be with ye Exeunt SCENE VIII Enter in state Maximus Eudoxa with Souldiers and Gentlemen of Rome the Senators and Rods and Axes born before them A Synnet with Trumpets With a Banket prepared with Hoboies Musick Song wreath 3 Sen. Hale to thy imperial honour sacred Caesar And from the old Rome take these wishes You holy gods that hitherto have held As justice holds her Ballance equal pois'd This glory of our Nation this full Roman And made him fit for what he is confirm him Look on this Son O Jupiter our helper And Romulus thou Father of our honour Preserve him like thy self just valiant noble A lover and increaser of his people Let him begin with Numa stand with Cato The first five years of Nero be his wishes Give him the age and fortune of Emylius And his whole raign renew a great Augustus SONG Honour that is ever living Honour that is ever giving Honour that sees all and knows Both the ebbs of man and flowes Honour that rewards the best Sends thee thy rich labours rest Thou hast studied still to please her Therefore now she calls thee Caesar Chor. Hale hale Caesar hale and stand And thy name outlive the Land Noble Fathers to his brows Bind this wreath with thousand vows All. Stand to eternity Max. I thank ye Fathers And as I rule may it still grow or wither Now to the Banket ye are all my guests This day be liberal friends to wine we give it And smiling pleasures Sit my Queen of Beauty Fathers your places these are fair Wars Souldiers And thus I give the first charge to ye all You are my second sweet to every cup I add unto the Senate a new honour And to the 〈◊〉 of Mars a donative SONG God Lyeus ever young Ever honour'd ever sung Stain'd with bloud of lusty Grapes In a thousand lusty shapes Dance upon the Mazers brim In the Crimson liquor swim From thy plenteous hand divine Let a River run with Wine God of youth let this day here Enter neither care nor fear Boy Bellona's feed the glory of old Rome Envy of conquer'd Nations nobly come And to the fulness of your war-like noise Let your feet move make up this hour of joys Come come I say range your fair Troop at large And your high mâ—asure turn into a charge Semp. The Emperor 's grown heavy with his wine Afra The Senate staies Sir for your thanks Semp. Great Caesar Eud. I have my wish Afra Wilt please your Grace speak to him Eud. Yes but he will not hear Lords Semp. Stir him Lucius the Senate must have thanks 2 Sen. Luc. Your Grace Sir Caesar Eud. Did I not tell you he was well he 's dead Semp. Dead treason guard the Court let no man pass Souldiers your Caesar's murdered Eud. Make no tumult Nor arm the Court ye have his killer with ye And the just cause if ye can stay the hearing I was his death that wreath that made him Caesar Has made him earth Sould. Cut her in thousand pieces Eud. Wise men would know the reason first to die Is that I wish for Romans and your swords The heaviest way of death yet Souldiers grant me That was your Empress once and honour'd by ye But so much time to tell ye why I kill'd him And weigh my reasons well if man be in you Then if ye dare do cruelly condemn me Afr. Hear her ye noble Romans 't is a Woman A subject not for swords but pity Heaven If she be guilty of malitious murder Has given us Laws to make example of her If only of revenge and bloud hid from us Let us consider first then execute Semp. Speak bloudy Woman Eud. Yes This Maximus That was your Caesar Lords and noble Souldiers And if I wrong the dead Heaven perish me Or speak to win your favours but the truth Was to his Country to his friends and Caesar A most malitious Traitor Semp. Take heed woman Eud. I speak not for compassion Brave Aecius Whose blessed soul if I lye shall afflict me The man that all the world lov'd you ador'd That was the master-piece of Arms and bounty Mine own grief shall come last this friend of his This Souldier this your right Arm noble Romans By a bâ—se letter to the Emperor Stufft full of fears and poor suggestions Anâ— by himself unto himself directed Was cut off bâ—â—â—ly basâ—ly cruelly Oh loss O innocent can ye now kill me And the poor state my Noble Lord that knew not More of this villain than his forc'd fears Like ouâ— foreseen to sâ—tisfie dy'd for it Thâ—â—e was a murdre too Rome would have blusht at Was this woâ—th bâ—ing Câ—â—sar or my patience nay his Wife By Hâ—â—ven he to 〈◊〉 mâ— in wine and joy Anâ— swoâ—â— it deeply tâ— himself prepar'd To be abus'd how let me grieve not tell ye And weâ—p the 〈◊〉 that did it and his end Was only me anâ— Câ—â—sar â—ut me he lyed in These are my reasons Romans and my soul Tells me sufficient and my deed is justice Now as I have done well or ill look on me Afra What less could nature do what less had we doâ—â— Had we known this before Romans she is righteous And such a piece of justice Heaven must smile on Bend all your swords on me if this displease ye For I must kneel and on this vertuous hand Seal my new joy and thanks thou hast done truly Semp. Up with your arms ye strike a Saint else Romans May'st thou live ever spoken our Protector Rome yet has many Noble Heirs Let 's in And pray before we choose then plant a Caesar Above the reach of envy blood and murder Afra Take up the body nobly to his urn And may our sins and his together burn Exeunt A dead March EPILOGUE WE would fain please ye and as fain be pleas'd 'T is but a little liking both are eas'd We have your money and you have our ware And to our understanding good and fair For your own wisdoms sake be not so mad To acknowledge ye have bought things dear and bad Let not a brack i' th' Stuff or here and there The fading gloss a general loss appear We know ye take up worse Commodities And dearer pay yet think your bargains wise We know in Meat and Wine ye fling away More time and wealth which is but dearer pay And with the Reckoning all the pleasure lost We bid ye not unto repenting cost The price is easie and so light the Play That ye may new digest it every day Then noble friends as ye would choose a Miss Only to please the eye a while and kiss Till a good Wife be got So let this Play Hold ye a while until a better may Monsieur
You shall have Law believe it Bawd I 'le shew your Mastership my case Petr. By no means I had rather see a Custard Bawd My dead Husband Left it even thus Sir John Bless mine eyes from blasting I was never so frighted with a case Bawd And so Sir Petr. Enough put up good velvet head Duke What are you two now By your own free confessions Fred. What you shall think us Though to my self I am certain and my life Shall make that good and perfect or fall with it John We are sure of nothing Fred. that 's the truth on 't I do not think my name's Don John nor dare not Believe any thing that concerns me but my debts Nor those in way of payment things are so carried What to entreat your grace or how to tell ye We are or we are not is past my cunning But I would fain imagine we are honest And o' my conscience I should fight in 't Duke Thus then For we may be all abus'd Petr. 'T is possible For how should this concern them Duke Here let 's part Until to morrow this time we to our way To make this doubt out and you to your way Pawning our honours then to meet again When if she be not found Fred. We stand engaged To answer any worthy way we are call'd to Duke We ask no more Whore Ye have done with us then Petr. No Dame Duke But is her name Constantia Petr. Yes a moveable Belonging to a friend of mine come out Fidler What say you to this Lady be not fearfull Fra. Saving the reverence of my Masters pleasure I say she is a whore and that she has robb'd him Hoping his hurts would kill him Whore Who provok't me Nay Sirrah squeak I 'le see your treble strings Ty'd up too if I hang I 'le spoil your piping Your sweet face shall not save ye Petr. Thou damn'd impudence And thou dry'd Devil where 's the officer Petr. He 's here Sir Enter Officer Petr. Lodge these safe till I send for 'em Let none come to 'em nor no noise be heard Of where they are or why away John By this hand A handsom whore Now will I be arrested And brought home to this officers a stout whore I love such stirring ware pox o' this business A man must hunt out morsels for another And starve himself a quick-ey'd whore that 's wild-fire And makes the bloud dance through the veins like billows I will reprieve this whore Duke Well good luck with ye Fred. As much attend your grace Petr. To morrow certain John If we out live this night Sir Fred. Come Don John We have something now to do John I am sure I would have Fred. If she be not found we must fight John I am glad on 't I have not fought a great while Fred. If we dye Jo. There 's so much mony sav'd in lecherie Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Duke Petrucchio below and Vecchio above Duke IT should be hereabouts Petr. Your grace is right This is the house I know it Vec. Grace Duke 'T is further By the description we received Petr. Good my Lord the Duke Believe me for I know it certainly This is the very house Vec. My Lord the Duke Duke Pray Heaven this man prove right now Petr. Believe it he 's a most sufficient Scholar And can do rare tricks this way for a figure Or raising an appearance whole Christendom Has not a better I have heard strange wonders of him Duke But can he shew us where she is Petr. Most certain And for what cause too she departed Duke Knock then For I am great with expectation Till this man satisfie me I fear the Spaniards Yet they appear brave fellows can he tell us Petr. With a wet finger whether they be false Duke Away then Petr. Who 's within here Enter Vecchio Vec. Your grace may enter Duke How can he know me Petr. He knows all Vec. And you Sir Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Don John and Frederick John What do you call his name Fred. Why Peter Vecchio John They say he can raise Devils Can he make 'em Tell truth too when he has rais'd ' em for believe it These Devils are the lyingst Rascals Fred. He can compel ' em John With what can he I'ye squibs in their tails and fire the truth out Or make 'em eat a bawling Puritan VVhose sanctified zeal shall rumble like an Earth-quake Fred. VVith Spells man John I with spoons as soon dost thou think The Devil such an Asse as people make him Such a poor coxcomb such a penny foot-post Compel'd with cross and pile to run of errands VVith Asteroth and Behemoth and Belfagor VVhy should he shake at sounds at lives in a smiths forge Or if he do Fred. VVithout all doubt he do's John John VVhy should not Bilbo raise him or a pair of bullyons They go as big as any or an unshod Car VVhen he goes tumble tumble o're the stones Like Anacreons drunken verses These make as fell a noise me thinks the colick VVell handled and fed with small beer Fred. 'T is the vertue John The vertue nay and goodness fetch him up once H 'as lost a friend of me the wise old Gentleman Knows when and how I 'le lay this hand to two pence Let all the Conjurers in Christendom VVith all their spells and vertues call upon him And I but think upon a wench and follow it He shall be sooner mine than theirs where 's vertue Fred. Thou art the most sufficient I 'le say for thee Not to believe a thing John O Sir slow credit Is the best child of knowldge I 'le go with ye And if he can do any thing I 'le think As you would have me Fred. Let 's enquire along For certain we are not far off John Nor much nearer Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Duke Petrucchio and Vecchio Vec. You lost her yester-night Pet. How think you Sir Duke Is your name Vecchio Vec. Yes Sir Du. And you can shew me These things you promise Vec. Your graces word bound to me No hand of Law shall seize me Duke As I live Sir Petr. And as I live that can do something too Sir Vec. I take your promises stay here a little Till I prepare some Ceremonies and I 'le satisfie ye The Ladies name 's Constantia Petr. Yes Vec. I come straight Exit Vec. Duke Sure he 's a learned man Petr. The most now living Did your grace mark when we told all these circumstances How ever and anon he bolted from us To use his studies help Duke Now I think rather To talk with some familiar Petr. Not unlikely For sure he has 'em subject Duke How could he else Tell when she went and who went with her Petr. True Du. Or hit upon mine honour or assure me The Lady lov'd me dearly Enter Vecchio in his habiliments Petr. 'T was so Vec. Now I do beseech your grace sit down and you Sir Nay pray sit close
a smiling harlot That when she kisses kills a soder'd friendship Piec'd out with promises O painted ruine Rol. Latorch he is my Brother Lat. The more doubted For hatred hatcht at home is a tame Tiger May sawn and sport but never leaves his nature The jars of Brothers two such mighty ones Is like a small stone thrown into a river The breach scarce heard but view the beaten current And you shall see a thousand angry rings Rise in his face still swelling and still growing So jars circling distrusts distrusts breed dangers And dangers death the greatest extreme shadow Till nothing bound 'em but the shoar their graves There is no manly wisedom nor no safety In leaning to this league this piec'd patcht friendship This rear'd up reconcilement on a billow Which as it tumbles totters down your fortune Is' t not your own you reach at Law and nature Ushering the way before you is not he Born and bequeath'd your subject Rol. Ha. Lat. What fool would give a storm leave to disturb his peace When he may shut the casement can that man Has won so much upon your pity And drawn so high that like an ominous Comet He darkens all your light can this toucht Lyon Though now he licks and locks up his sell paws Craftily huming like a catt to cozen you But when ambition whets him and time fits him Leap to his prey and seiz'd once suck your heart out Do you make it conscience Rol. Conscience Latorch what 's that Lat. A fear they tye up fools in natures coward Palling the blood and chilling the full spirit With apprehension of meer clouds and shadows Rol. I know no conscience nor I fear no shadows Lat. Or if you did if there were conscience If the free soul could suffer such a curb To the fiery mind such puddles to put it out Must it needs like a rank Vine run up rudely And twine about the top of all our happiness Honour and rule and there sit shaking of us Rol. It shall not nor it must not I am satisfied And once more am my self again My Mothers tears and womanish cold prayers Farewel I have forgot you if there be conscience Let it not come betwixt a crown and me Which is my hope of bliss and I believe it Otto our friendship thus I blow to air A bubble for a boy to play withal And all the vows my weakness made like this Like this poor heartless rush I rend in pieces Lat. Now you go right Sir now your eyes are open Rol. My Fathers last petition 's dead as he is And all the promises I clos'd his eyes with In the same grave I bury Lat. Now y' are a man Sir Rol. Otto thou shewst my winding sheet before me Which e're I put it on like Heavens blest fire In my descent I 'le make it blush in blood A Crown A Crown Oh sacred Rule now fire me Nor shall the pity of thy youth 〈◊〉 Brother Although a thousand Virgins kneel before me And every dropping eye a court of meâ—cy The same blood with me nor the reverence Due to my mothers blest womb that bred us Redeem thee from my doubts thou art a wolf here Fed with my fears and I must cut thee from me A Crown A Crown Oh sacred Rule now fire me No safety else Lat. But be not too much stir'd Sir nor too high In your execution swallowing waters Run deep and silent till they are satisfied And smile in thousand Curles to guild their craft Let your sword sleep and let my two edg'd wit work This happy feast the full joy of your friendships Shall be his last Rol. How my Latorch Lat. Why thus Sir I 'le presently go dive into the Officers That minister at Table gold and goodness With promise upon promise and time necessary I 'le pour into them Rol. Canst thou do it neatly Lat. Let me alone and such a bait it shall be Shall take off all suspicion Rol. Go and prosper Lat. Walk in then and your smoothest face put on Sir Exeunt SCENE II. Enter the Master Cook Butler Pantler Yeoman of the Cellar with a Jack of Beer and a Dish Cook A hot day a hot day vengeance hot day boys Give me some drink this fire 's a plaguy fretter Body of me I 'm dry still give me the Jack boy This wooden Skiss holds nothing Pant. And faith master what brave new meats for here Will be old eating Coo. Old and young boy let 'em all eat I have it I have ballast for their bellies if they eat a gods name Let them have ten tire of teeth a piece I care not But. But what new rare munition Coo. Pish a thousand I 'le make you piggs speak French at table and a fat swan Come sailing out of England with a challenge I 'le make you a dish of calves feet dance the Canaries And a consort of cramm'd capons fiddle to 'em A calves head speak an Oracle and a dozen of Larks Rise from the dish and sing all supper time 'T is nothing boyes I have framed a fortification Out of Rye paste which is impregnable And against that for two long hours together Two dozen of marrow-bones shall play continually For fish I 'le make you a standing lake of white broth And pikes come ploughing up the plums before them Arion like a Dolphin playing Lachrymae And brave King Herring with his oyle and onyon Crown'd with a Limon pill his way prepar'd With his strong Guard of Pilchers Pant. I marry Master Coo. All these are nothing I 'le make you a stubble Goose Turn o' th' toe thrice do a cross point presently And sit down again and cry come eat me These are for mirth Now Sir for matter of mourning I 'le bring you in the Lady Loyn of Veal With the long love she bore the Prince of Orenge All. Thou boy thou Coo. I have a trick for thee too And a rare trick and I have done it for thee Yeo. What 's that good master Coo. 'T is a sacrifice A full Vine bending like an Arch and under The blown god Bacchus sitting on a Hogshead His Altar Beer before that a plump Vintner Kneeling and offring incense to his deitie Which shall be only this red Sprats and Pilchers But. This when the Table 's drawn to draw the wine on Coo. Thou hast it right and then comes thy Song Butler Pant. This will be admirable Yeo. Oh Sir most admirable Coo. If you 'l have the pasty speak 't is in my power I have fire enough to work it come stand close And now rehearse the Song we may be perfect The drinking Song and say I were the Brothers The drinking SONG DRink to day and drown all sorrow You shall perhaps not do it to morrow Best while you have it use your breath There is no drinking after death Wine works the heart up wakes the wit There is no cure ' gainst age but it It helps the head ach cough and tissick
you Mat. What will the Butcher do I will not stir Rol. Stir and unforc't stir or stir never more Command her you grave Beldam that know better My deadly resolutions since I drew them From the infective fountain of your own Or if you have forgot this fiery prompter Shall fix the fresh impression on your heart Sop. Rise Daughter serve his will in what we may Lest what we may not he enforce the rather Is this all you command us Rol. This addition only admitted that when I endeavour To quit me of this slaughter you presume not To cross me with a syllable for your souls Murmur nor think against it but weigh well It will not help your ill but help to more And that my hand wrought thus far to my will Will check at nothing till his circle fill Mat. Fill it so I consent not but who sooths it Consents and who consents to tyrannie does it Rol. False traytress die then with him Aub. Are you mad to offer at more blood and make your self More horrid to your people I 'le proclaim It is not as your instrument will publish Rol. Do and take that along with you so nimble Resign my sword and dare not for thy soul To offer what thou insolently threatnest One word proclaiming cross to what Latorch Hath in Commission and intends to publish Aub. Well Sir not for your threats but for your good Since more hurt to you would more hurt your Country And that you must make Vertue of the need That now compels you I 'll consent as far As silence argues to your will proclaimed And since no more Sons of your Princely Father Survive to rule but you and that I wish You should rule like your Father with the love And zeal of all your Subjects this foul slaughter That now you have committed made ashamed With that fair blessing that in place of plagues Heaven trys our mending disposition with Take here your sword which now use like a Prince And no more like a Tyrant Rol. This sounds well live and be gracious with us Gis and Bal. Oh Lord Aubrey Mat. He flatter thus Sop. He temporizes fitly Rol. Wonder invades me do you two think much That he thus wisely and with need consents To what I authour for your Countries good You being my Tutor you my Chancellour Gis Your Chancellour is not your Flatterer Sir Bal. Nor is it your Tutors part to shield such doctrine Rol. Sir first know you In praise of your pure Oratory that rais'd you That when the people who I know by this Are rais'd out of their rests and hastening hither To witness what is done here are arrived With our Latorch that you ex tempore Shall fashion an Oration to acquit And justifie this forced fact of mine Or for the proud refusal lose your head Gis I fashion an Oration to acquit you Sir know you then that 't is a thing less easie To excuse a parricide than to commit it Rol. I do not wish you Sir to excuse me But to accuse my Brother as the cause Of his own slaughter by attempting mine Gis Not for the World I should pour blood on blood It were another murther to accuse Him that fell innocent Rol. Away with him hence hail him straight to execution Aub. Far flye such rigour your amendful hand Rol. He perishes with him that speaks for him Guard do your office on him on your lives pain Gis Tyrant 't will haste thy own death Rol. Let it wing it He threatens me Villains tear him piece-meal hence Guard Avant Sir Ham. Force him hence Rol. Dispatch him Captain And bring me instant word he is dispatched And how his Rhetorick takes it Ham. I 'll not fail Sir Rol. Captain besides remember this in chief That being executed you deny To all his friends the Rites of Funeral And cast his Carkass out to Dogs and Fowls Ham. 'T is done my Lord. Rol. Upon your life not fail Bal. What impious daring is there here of Heaven Rol. Sir now prepare your self against the people Make here their entry to discharge the Oration He hath denied my will Bal. For fear of death ha ha ha Rol. Is death ridiculous with you Works misery of Age this or thy judgment Bal. Judgment false Tyrant Rol. You 'll make no Oration then Bal. Not to excuse but aggravate thy murder if thou wilt Which I will so enforce I 'll make thee wreak it With hate of what thou win'st by 't on thy self With such another justly merited murther Rol. I 'll answer you anon Enter Latorch Lat. The Citizens are hasting Sir in heaps all full resolv'd By my perswasion of your Brothers Treasons Rol. Honest Latorch Enter Hamond Ham. See Sir here 's Gisberts head Rol. Good speed was 't with a Sword Ham. An Axe Sir Rol. An Axe 't was vilely done I would have had My own fine Headsman done it with a Sword Go take this Dotard here and take his head Off with a Sword Ham. Your Schoolmaster Rol. Even he Bal. For teaching thee no better 't is the best Of all thy damned justices away Captain I 'll follow Ed. Oh stay there Duke and in the midst of all thy blood and fury Hear a poor Maids Petitions hear a Daughter The only Daughter of a wretched Father Oh stay your haste as you shall need this mercy Rol. Away with this fond woman Ed. You must hear me If there be any spark of pity in you If sweet humanity and mercy rule you I do confess you are a Prince your anger As great as you your Execution greater Rol. Away with him Ed. Oh Captain by thy manhood By her soft soul that bare thee I do confess Sir Your doom of justice on your foes most righteous Good noble Prince look on me Rol. Take her from me Ed. A curse upon his life that hinders me May Fathers Blessing never fall upon him May Heaven never hear his Prayers I beseech you Oh Sir these few tears beseech you these chast hands woo you That never yet were heav'd but to things holy Things like your self you are a god above us Be as a God then full of saving mercy Mercy Oh mercy for his sake mercy T at when your stout heart weeps shall give you pity Here I must grow Rol. By Heaven I 'll strike thee woman Ed. Most willingly let all thy anger seek me All the most studied torments so this good man This old man and this innocent escape thee Rol. Carry him away I say Ed. Now blessing on thee Oh sweet pity I see it in thy Eyes I charge you Souldiers Even by the Princes power release my Father The Prince is merciful why do you hold him He is old why do you hurt him speak Oh speak Sir Speak as you are a man a mans life hangs Sir A friends life and a softer life upon you 'T is but a word but mercy quickly spoke Sir Oh speak Prince speak Rol. Will no man here obey me
bread The Creatures of a Parasite a slave I find you here Latorch not wonder at it But that this honest Captain should be made His instrument afflicts me I 'le make trial Whether his will or weakness made him do it Captain you saw the Duke when he commanded I should do what these letters did direct me And I presume you think I 'le not neglect For fear or favour to remove all dangers How near soever that man can be to me From whom they should have birth Ham. It is confirm'd Aub. Nor would you Captain I believe refuse Or for respect of thankfulness or hopes To use your sword with fullest confidence Where he shall bid you strike Ham. I never have done Aub. Nor will I think Ham. I hope it is not question'd Aub. The means to have it so is now propos'd you Draw so 't is well and next cut off my head Ham. What means your Lordship Aub. 'T is Sir the Dukes pleasure My innocence hath made me dangerous And I must be remov'd and you the man Must act his will Ham. I 'le be a Traytor first before I serve it thus Aub. It must be done And that you may not doubt it there 's your warrant But as you read remember Hamond that I never wrong'd one of your brave profession And though it be not manly I must grieve That man of whose love I was most ambitious Could find no object of his hate but me Ham. It is no time to talk now honour'd Sir Be pleas'd to hear thy servant I am wrong'd And cannot being now to serve the Duke Stay to express the manner how but if I do not suddenly give you strong proofs Your life is dearer to me than my own May I live base and dye so Sir your pardon Exit Ham. Aub. I am both waies ruin'd both waies mark't for slaughter On every side about behind before me My certain fate is fix't were I a Knave now I could avoid this had my actions But meer relations to their own ends I could ' scape now Oh honesty thou elder child of vertue Thou seed of Heaven why to acquire thy goodness Should malice and distrust stick thorns before us And make us swim unto thee hung with hazards But Heaven is got by suffering not disputing Say he knew this before-hand where am I then Or say he does know it where 's my Loyalty I know his nature troubled as the Sea And as the Sea devouring when he 's vex'd And I know Princes are their own expounders Am I afraid of death of dying nobly Of dying in mine innocence uprightly Have I met death in all his forms and fears Now on the points of Swords now pitch'd on Lances In fires and storms of Arrows Battels breaches And shall I now shrink from him when he courts me Smiling and full of sanctity I 'le meet him My Loyal hand and heart shall give this to him And though it bear beyond what Poets feign A punishment duty shall meet that pain And my most constant heart to do him good Shall check at neither pale affright nor bloud Enter Messenger Mess The Dutchess presently would crave your presence Aub. I come and Aubrey now resolve to keep Thy honour living though thy body sleep Exit SCENE II. Enter Edith a Boy and a Banquet set out Edith Now for a Fathers murther and thy ruine All chastity shall suffer if he raign Thou blessed soul look down and steel thy Daughter Look on the sacrifice she comes to send thee And through the bloudy clouds behold my piety Take from my cold heart fear from my sex pity And as I wipe these tears off shed for thee So all remembrance may I lose of mercy Give me a womans anger bent to bloud The wildness of the winds to drown his prayers Storm-like may my destruction fall upon him My rage like roving billows as they rise Pour'd on his soul to sink it give me flattery For yet my constant soul ne'r knew dissembling Flattery the food of Fools that I may rock him And lull him in the Down of his desires That in the height of all his hopes and wishes His Heaven forgot and all his lusts upon him My hand like thunder from a cloud may seize him I hear him come go boy and entertain him Enter Rollo SONG TAke Oh take those lips away That so sweetly were forsworn And those eyes like break of day Lights that do mislead the Morn But my kisses bring again Seals of love though seal'd in vain Hide Oh hide those hills of Snow Which thy frozen blossome bears On whose tops the Pinks that grow Are of those that April wears But first set my poor heart free bound in those Ivy chains by thee Rol. What bright star taking beauties form upon her In all the happy lustre of Heavens glory Has drop'd down from the Skye to comfort me Wonder of nature let it not prophane thee My rude hand touch thy beauty nor this kiss The gentle sacrifice of love and service Be offer'd to the honour of thy sweetness Edi. My gracious Lord no deity dwells here Nor nothing of that vertue but obedience The servant to your will affects no flattery Rol. Can it be flattery to swear those eyes Are loves eternal lamps he fires all hearts with That tongue the smart string to his bow those sighs The deadly shafts he sends into our souls Oh look upon me with thy spring of beauty Edi. Your grace is full of game Rol. By Heaven my Edith Thy Mother fed on Roses when she bred thee Ed. And thine on brambles that have prick'd her heart out Rol. The sweetness of the Arabian wind still blowing Upon the treasures of perfumes and spices In all their pride and pleasures call thee Mistris Edi. Wil 't please you sit Sir Rol. So you please sit by me Fair gentle maid there is no speaking to thee The excellency that appears upon thee Tyes up my tongue pray speak to me Edi. Of what Sir Rol. Of any thing any thing is excellent Will you take my directions speak of love then Speak of thy fair self Edith and while thou speak'st Let me thus languishing give up my self wench Edi. H 'as a strange cunning tongue why do you sigh Sir How masterly he turns himself to catch me Rol. The way to Paradise my gentle maid Is hard and crooked scarce Repentance finding With all her holy helps the door to enter Give me thy hand what dost thou feel Edi. Your tears Sir You weep extreamly strengthen me now justice Why are these sorrows Sir Rol. Thou't never love me If I should tell thee yet there 's no way left Ever to purchase this blest Paradise But swimming thither in these tears Edi. I stagger Rol. Are they not drops of blood Edi. No. Rol. They 're for blood then For guiltless blood and they must drop my Edith They must thus drop till I have drown'd my mischiefs Edi. If this be true I have no
not touch Even as thou hatest me Brother let no young man know this As thou shalt hope for peace when thou most needest it Peace in thy soul desire the King to kill me Make me a traitor any thing I 'le yield to it And give thee cause so I may dye immediately Lock me in Prison where no Sun may see me In wails so thick no hope may e're come at me Keep me from meat and drink and sleep I 'le bless thee Give me some damned potion to deliver me That I may never know my self again forget My Country kindred name and fortune last That my chaste love may never appear before me This were some comfort Sor. All I have I have brought ye And much good may it do ye my dear Brother See ye observe it well you will find about ye Many eyes set that shall o're-look your actions If you transgress ye know and so I leave ye Exit Val. Heaven be not angry and I have some hope yet Exit Enter Frederick and Sorano Fred. Hast thou been with him Sor. Yes and given him that Sir Will make him curse his Birth I told ye which way Did you but see him Sir but look upon him With what a troubled and dejected nature He walks now in a mist with what a silence As if he were the shrowd he wrapt himself in And no more of Valerio but his shadow He seeks obscurity to hide his thoughts in You would wonder and admire for all you know it His jollity is down valed to the ground Sir And his high hopes of full delights and pleasures Are turn'd tormenters to him strong diseases Fred. But is there hope of her Sor. It must fall necessary She must dislike him quarrel with his person For women once deluded are next Devils And in the height of that opinion Sir You shall put on again and she must meet ye Fred. I am glad of this Sor. I 'le tell ye all the circumstance Within this hour but sure I heard your grace To day as I attended make some stops Some broken speechs and some sighs between And then your Brothers name I heard distinctly And some sad wishes after Fred. Ye are i' th' right Sir I would he were as sad as I could wish him Sad as the Earth Sor. Would ye have it so Fred. Thou hearest me Though he be sick with small hope of recovery That hope still lives and mens eyes live upon it And in their eye their wishes my Sorano Were he but cold once in the tomb he dotes on As 't is the fittest place for melancholy My Comt should be another Paradise And flow with all delights Sor. Go to your pleasures let me alone with this Hope shall not trouble ye nor he three dayes Fred. I shall be bound unto thee Enter Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo Sor. I 'le do it neatly too no doubt shall catch me Fred. Be gone they are going to bed I 'le bid good night to ' em Sor. And mark the man you 'l scarce know 't is Valerio Exit Cam. Chear up my noble Lord the minute 's come You shall injoy the abstract of all sweetness We did you wrong you need no wine to warm ye Desire shoots through your eyes like sudden wild-fires Val. Beshrew me Lords the wine has made me dull I am I know not what Fred. Good pleasure to ye Good night and long too as you find your appetite You may fall to Val. I do beseech your grace For which of all my loves and services Have I deserved this Fred. I am not bound to answer ye Val. Nor I bound to obey in unjust actions Fred. Do as you please you know the penalty And as I have a soul it shall be executed Nay look not pale I am not used to fear Sir If you respect your Lady good night to ye Exit Val. But for respect to her and to my duty That reverent duty that I owe my Soveragin Which anger has no power to snatch me from The good night should be thine good night for ever The King is wanton Lords he would needs know of me How many nick chases I would make to night Men. My Lord no doubt you 'l prove a perfect gamester Val. Faith no I am unacquainted with the pleasure Bungle a set I may how my heart trembles And beats my breast as it would break his way out Good night my noble friends Cle. Nay we must see you toward your bed my Lord. Val. Good faith it needs not 'T is late and I shall trouble you Cam. No no till the Bride come Sir Val. I beseech you leave me You will make me bashfull else I am so foolish Besides I have some few devotions Lords And he that can pray with such a book in 's arms Can. We 'l leave ye then and a sweet night wait upon ye Men. And a sweet issue of this sweet night crown ye Cle. All nights and days be such till you grow old Sir Exeunt Lords Val. I thank ye 't is a curse sufficient for me A labour'd one too though you mean a blessing What shall I do I am like a wretched Debtor That has a summe to tender on the forfeit Of all he is worth yet daâ—e not offer it Other men see the Sun yet I must wink at it And though I know 't is perfect day deny it My veins are all on fire and burn like Aetna Youth and desire beat â—aâ—ums to my blood And adde fresh fuâ—â— to my warm a affections I must injoy her yet when I consider When I collect my self and weigh her danger The tyrants will and his power taught to murther My tender care controlls my blood within me And like a cold fit of a peevish Ague Creeps to my soul and stings an see upon me Enter Queen Evanthe Ladies and Fool. That locks all powers of youth up but prevention O what a blessedness 't were to be old now To be unable bed-rid with diseases Or halt on Crutches to meet holy Hymen What a rare benefit but I am curst That that speaks other men most freely happy And makes all eyes hang on their expectations Must prove the bane of me youth and ability She comes to bed how shall I entertain her Tony. Nay I come after too take the fool with ye For lightly he is ever one at Weddings Queen Evanthe make ye unready your Lord staies for ye And prethee be merry Tony. Be very merry Chicken Thy Lord will pipe to thee anon and make thee dance too Lady Will he so good-man ass Tony. Yes good silly And you had such a Pipe that piped so sweetly You would dance to death you have learnt your sinque a pace Evan. Your grace desires that that is too free in me I am merry at the heart Tony. Thou wilt be anon the young smug boy will give thee a sweet cordial Evan. I am so taken up in all my thoughts So possest Madam with the lawfull sweets I
his cold stone took life You do not know with what zeal I shall ask Sir And what rare miracle that may work upon ye Still blush prescribe your Law Val. I prethee pardon me To bed and I 'le sit by thee and mourn with thee Mourn both our fortunes our unhappy ones Do not despise me make me not more wretched I pray to Heaven when I am gone Evanthe As my poor date is but a span of time now To recompence thy noble patience Thy love and vertue with a fruitfull husband Honest and honourable Evant Come you have made me weep now All fond desire dye here and welcom chastity Honour and chastity do what you please Sir Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter at one door Rugio and Frier Marco at the other door Sorano with a little glass viol Rug. WHat all 's this piece of mischief to look sad He seems to weep too Mar. Something is a hatching And of some bloody nature too Lord Rugio This Crocodile mourns thus cunningly Sor. Hail holy Father And good day to the good Lord Rugio How fares the sad Prince I beseech ye Sir Rug. 'T is like you know you need not ask that question You have your eyes and watches on his miseries As near as ours I would they were as tender Mar. Can you do him good as the King and you appointed him So he is still as you desir'd I think too For every day he is worse Heaven pardon all Put off your sorrow you may laugh now Lord He cannot last long to disturb your Master You have done worthy service to his Brother And he most memorable love Sor. You do not know Sir With what remorse I ask nor with what weariness I groan and bow under this load of honour And how my soul sighs for the beastly services I have done his pleasures these be witness with me And from your piety believe me Father I would as willingly unclothe my self Of title that becomes me not I know Good men and great names best agree together Cast off the glorious favours and the trappings Of sound and honour wealth and promises His wanton pleasures have slung on my weakness And chuse to serve my countries cause and vertues Poorly and honestly and redeem my ruines As I would hope remission of my mischiefs Rug. Old and experienc'd men my Lord Sorano Are not so quickly caught with gilt hypocrisie You pull your claws in now and sawn upon us As lyons do to intice poor foolish beasts And beasts we should be too if we believ'd ye Go exercise your Art Sor. For Heaven sake scorn me not Nor adde more Hell to my afflicted soul Than I feel here as you are honourable As you are charitable look gently on me I will no more to Court be no more Devil I know I must be hated even of him That was my Love now and the more he loves me For his foul ends when they shall once appear to him Master before his conscience and accuse him The fouler and the more falls his displeasure Princes are fading things so are their favours Mar. He weeps again his heart is toucht sure with remorse Sor. See this and give me fair attention good my Lord And worthy Father see within this viol The remedy and cure of all my honour And of the sad Prince lyes Rug. What new trick 's this Sor. 'T is true I have done Offices abundantly Ill and prodigious to the Prince Alphonso And whilst I was a knave I sought his death too Rug. You are too late convicted to be good yet Sor. But Father when I felt this part afflict me This inward part and call'd me to an audit Of my misdeeds and mischiefs Mar. Well go on Sir Sor. O then then then what was my glory then Father The favour of the King what did that ease me What was it to be bow'd to by all creatures Worship and courted what did this avail me I was a wretch a poor lost wretch Mar. Still better Sor. Till in the midst of all my grief I found Repentance and a learned man to give the means to it A Jew an honest and a rare Physician Of him I had this Jewel 't is a Jewel And at the price of all my wealth I bought it If the King knew it I must lose my head And willingly most willingly I would suffer A child may take it 't is so sweet in working Mar. To whom would you apply it Sor. To the sick Prince It will in half a day dissolve his melancholy Rug. I do believe and give him sleep for ever What impudence is this and what base malice To make us instruments of thy abuses Are we set here to poison him Sor. Mistake not yet I must needs say 't is a noble care And worthy vertuous servants if you will see A flourishing estate again in Naples And great Alphonso reign that 's truly good And like himself able to make all excellent Give him this drink and this good health unto him Drinks I am not so desperate yet to kill my self Never look on me as a guilty man Nor on the water as a speedy poison I am not mad nor laid out all my treasure My conscience and my credit to abuse ye How nimbly and how chearfully it works now Upon my heart and head sure I am a new man There is no sadness that I feel within me But as it meets it like a lazie vapour How it flyes off Here give it him with speed You are more guilty than I ever was And worthier of the name of evil subjects If but an hour you hold this from his health Rug. 'T is some rare vertuous thing sure he is a good man It must be so come let 's apply it presently And may it sweetly work Sor. Pray let me hear on 't and carry it close my Lords Mar. Yes good Sorano Ex. Rugio Marco Sor. Do my good fools my honest pious coxcombs My wary fools too have I caught your wisedoms You never dream't I knew an Antidote Nor how to take it to secure mine own life I am an Asse go give him the fine cordial And when you have done go dig his grave good Frier Some two hours hence we shall have such a bawling And roaring up and down for Aqua vitae Such rubbing and such nointing and such cooling I have sent him that will make a bonfire in 's belly If he recover it there is no heat in Hell sure Exit Enter Frederick and Podrano Fred. Podrano Pod. Sir Fred. Call hither Lord Valerio and let none trouble us Pod. It shall be done Sir Exit Fred. I know he wants no additions to his tortures He has enough for humane blood to carry Yet I must vex him further So many that I wonder his hot youth And high-bred spirit breaks not into fury I must yet torture him a little further And make my self sport with his miseries My anger is too poor else Here he comes Enter
Lisander Lis I. Clar. Ye are welcome follow me and make no noise Lis Go to your horse and keep your watch with care And be sure ye sleep not Exeunt Lisander Clarinda Sirrah Lan. Send me out the Dairy-maid To play at trump with me and keep me waking My fellow horse and I must now discourse Like two learned Almanack-Makers of the Stars And tell what a plentiful year 't will prove of Drunkards If I had but a pottle of Sack like a sharp prickle To knock my Nose against when I am nodding I should sing like a Nightingale but I must Keep watch without it I am apt to dance Good fortune guide me from the Faries Circles Exit Enter Clarinda with a Taper and Lisander with a Pistol two Chairs set out Clar. Come near Calista sitting behind a Curtain I 'll leave ye now draw but that Curtain And have your wish now Leon I am for thee We that are servants must make use of stoln hours And be glad of snatch'd occasions Exit Lis She is asleep Fierce Love hath clos'd his lights I may look on her Within her eyes ' has loâ—kt the graces up I may behold and live how sweet she breaths The orient morning breaking out in odours Is not so full of perfumes as her breath is She is the abstract of all Excellence and scorns a Parallel Cal. Who 's there Lis Your servant your most obedient slave adored Lady That comes but to behold those eyes again And pay some Vows I have to sacred Beauty And so pass by I am blind as ignorance And know not where I wander how I live Till I receive from their bright influence Light to direct me for Devotions sake You are the Saint I tread these holy steps to And holy Saints are all relenting sweetness Be not enrag'd nor be not angry with me The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy And 't is the Crown of Justice and the glory Where it may kill with right to save with pity Cal. Why do you kneel I know you come to mock me T' upbraid me with the benefits you have giv'n me Which are too many and too mighty Sir For my return and I confess 't is justice That for my cruelty you should despise me And I expect however you are calm now A foyl you strive to set your cause upon It will break out Calista is unworthy Coy proud disdainful I acknowledge all Colder of Comfort than the frozen North is And more a stranger to Lisanders worth His youth and faith than it becomes her gratitude I blush to grant it yet take this along A soveraign medicine to allay displeasure May be an argument to bring me off too She is married and she is chaste how sweet that sounds How it perfumes all air 't is spoken in O dear Lisander would you break this union Lis No I adore it let me kiss your hand And seal the fair faith of a Gentleman on it Cal. You are truly valiant would it not afflict ye To have the horrid name of Coward touch you Sâ—ch is the Whore to me Lis I nobly thank ye And may I be the same when I dishonour ye This I may do again Kissing her hand Cal. Ye may and worthily Such comforts Maids may grant with modesty And neither make her poor nor wrong her bounty Noble Lisander how fond now am I of ye I heard you were hurt Lis You dare not heal me Lady I am hurt here how sweetly now she blushes Excellent Objects kill our sight she blinds me The Roses in the pride of May shew pale to her O Tyrant Custom and O Coward Honour How ye compel me to put on mine own Chains May I not kiss ye now in superstition For you appear a thing that I would kneel to Let me err that way Kisses her Cal. Ye shall err for once I have a kind of noble pity on you Among your manly sufferings make this most To err no farther in desire for then Sir You add unto the gratitudes I owe you And after death your dear friends soul shall bless you Lis I am wondrous honest Cal. I dare try Kisses Lis I have tasted a blessedness too great for dull mortality Once more and let me dye Cal. I dare not murther How will maids curse me if I kill with kisses And young men flye th' embraces of fair Virgins Come pray sit down but let 's talk temperately Lis Is my dear friend abed Cal. Yes and asleep Secure asleep 't is midnight too Lisander Speak not so loud Lis You see I am a Statue I could not stand else as I had eaten Ice Or took into my bloud a drowzie Poyson And Natures noblest brightest flame burns in me Midnight and I stand quietly to behold it so The Alarm rung and I sleep like a Coward I am worn away my faith my dull obedience Like Crutches carry my decayed Body Down to the Grave I have no youth within me Yet happily you love too Cal. Love with honour Lis Honour what 's that 't is but a specious title We should not prize too high Cal. Dearer than life Lis The value of it is as time hath made it And time and custome have too far insulted We are no gods to be always tyed to strictness 'T is a presumption to shew too like 'em March but an hour or two under Loves Ensigns We have Examples of great memories Cal. But soul ones too that greatness cannot cover That Wise that by Example sins sins double And pulls the Curtain open to her shame too Methinks to enjoy you thus Lis 'T is no joy Lady A longing Bride if she stop here would cry The Bridegroom too and with just cause curse Hymen But yield a little be one hour a Woman I do not speak this to compel you Lady And give your Will but motion let it stir But in the taste of that weak fears call evil Try it to understand it we 'll do nothing You 'll ne'r come to know pure good else Cal. Fie Sir Lis I have found a way let 's slip into this errour As Innocents that know not what we did As we were dreaming both let us embrace The sin is none of ours then but our fancies What have I said what blasphemy to honour O my base thoughts pray ye take this and shoot me My Villain thoughts Noise within Cal. I weep your miseries and would to heaven what noise Lis It comes on louder Kill me and save your self save your fair honour And lay the fault on me let my life perish My base lascivious life shoot quickly Lady Cal. Not for the World retire behind the hangings And there stand close my husband close Lisander Enter Cleander with a Taper Clean. Dearest are you well Cal. O my sad heart my head my head Clean. Alas poor soul what do you do out of your bed You take cold my Calista how do ye Cal. Not so well Sir to lie by ye my Brothers fright Clean. I had
disclaim her Take up your part of sorrow mine shall be Ready to answer with her life the fact That she is charg'd with Ber. Sir I look upon you as on a Father Dor. With the eyes of sorrow I see you as a Brother let your witnesses Be ready Ber. 'T is my care Alc. I am for Lidian This accident no doubt will draw him from His Hermits life Clar. Things yet go right persist Sir Exeunt Enter Lisander and Lancelot L san Are the horses dead Lanc. Out-right If you ride at this rate You must resolve to kill your two a day And that 's a large proportion Lisan Will you please At any price and speedily to get fresh ones You know my danger and the penalty That follows it should I be apprehended Your duty in obeying my commands Will in a better language speak your service Than your unnecessary and untimely care of my expence Lanc. I am gone Sir Exit Lisan In this thicket I will expect you Here yet I have leisure To call my self unto a strict account For my pass'd life how vainly spent I would I stood no farther guilty but I have A heavier reckoning to make This hand Of late as white as innocence and unspotted Now wears a purple colour dy'd in gore My soul of the same tincture pur-blind passion With flattering hopâ—s would keep me from despair Pleading I was provok'd to it but my reason Breaking such thin and weak defences tells me I have done a double murther and for what Was it in service of the King his Edicts Command the contrary or for my Country Her Genius like a mourning mother answers In Cloridon and Chrysâ—nthes she hath lost Two hopeful sons that might have done their parts To guard her from Invasion for what cause then To keep th' opinion of my valour upright I' th' popular breath a sandy ground to build on Bought with the Kings displeasure as the breach Of Heavens decrees the loss of my true comforts In Parents Kinsmen Friends as the fruition Of all that I was born to and that sits Like to a hill of Lead here in my exile Never to be repeal'd if I escape so I have cut off all hopes ever to look on Enter Lidian like a Hermite Divine Calista from her sight and converse For ever banish'd Lid. I should know this voice His naming too my Sister whom Lisander Honour'd but in a noble way assures me That it can be no other I stand bound To comfort any man I find distress'd But to aid him that sav'd my life Religion And Thankfulness commands and it may be High providence for this good end hath brought him Into my solitary walk Lisander noble Lisander Lis Whatsoe'er thou aâ—t That honorable attribute thou giv'st me I can pretend no right to come not near me I am infectious the sanctity Of thy profession for thou appearest A reverend Hermite if thou flye not from me As from the Plague or Leprosie cannot keep thee From being polluted Lid. With good counsel Sir And holy prayers to boot I may cure you Though both wayes so infected You look wildly Peace to your conscience Sir and stare upon me As if you never saw me hath my habit Alter'd my face so much that yet you know not Your servant Lidian Lis I am amaz'd So young and so religious Lid. I pu pose Heaven make me thankful for 't to leave the world I have made some trial of my strengths in this My solitary life and yet I find not A faintness to go on Lis Above belief do you inhabit here Lid. Mine own free choice Sir I live here poorly but contentedly Because I find enough to feed my fortunes Indeed too much these wild fields are my gardens The Crystal Rivers they afford their waters And grudge not their sweet streams to quench afflictions The hollow rocks their beds which though they are hard The Emblems of a doting lovers fortune Yet they are quiet and the weary slumbers The eyes catch there softer than beds of Down Friend The Birds my Bell to call me to devotions My Book the story of my wandring life In which I find more hours due to repentance Than time hath told me yet Lis Answer me truly Lid. I will do that without a conjuration Lis I' th' depth of meditation do you not Sometimes think of Olinda Lid. I endeavour To raze her from my memory as I wish You would do the whole Sex for know Lisander The greatest curse brave man can labour under Is the strong Witch-craft of a Womans eyes Where I find men I preach this doctrine to 'em As you are a Scholar knowledge make your Mistris The hidden beauties of the Heavens your study There shall you find fit wonder for your faith And for your eye in-imitable objects As you are a profess'd souldier court your honour Though she be stern she is honest a brave Mistris The greater danger you oppose to win her She shews the sweeter and rewards the nobler Womans best loves to hers meer shadows be For after death she weds your memory These are my contemplations Lis Heavenly ones And in a young man more remarkable But wherefore do I envy and not tread in This blessed tract here 's in the heart no falshood To a vow'd friend no quarrels seconded With Challenges which answer'd in defence Of the word Reputation murther follows A man may here repent his sins and though His hand like mine be stain'd in bloud it may be With penitence and true contrition wash'd off You have prov'd it Lidian Lid. And you 'll find it true if you persevere Lis Here then ends my flight And here the fury of the King shall find me Prepar'd for Heaven if I am mark'd to dye For that I truly grieve for Enter Fryar and Clarange in Fryars habit Fry Keep your self conceal'd I am instructed Clar. How the sight Of my dear friend confirms me Lis What are these Lid. Two reverend Fryers one I know Fry To you This journey is devoted Lid. Welcome Father Fry I know your resolution so well grounded And your adieu unto the world so constant That though I am th' unwilling messenger Of a strange accident to try your temper It cannot shake you You had once a friend A noble friend Clarange Lid. And have still I hope good Father Fry Your false hopes deceive you He 's dead Lis Clarange dead Fry I buried him Some said he dy'd of melancholy some of love And of that fondness perish'd Lid. O Clarange Clar. Hast thou so much brave nature noble Lidian So tenderly to love thy Rivals memory The bold Lisander weeps too Fry I expected that you would bear this better Lid. I am a man Sir and my great loss weigh'd duly Fry His last words were After confession live long dear Lidian Possess'd of all thy wishes and of me He did desire bathing my hand with tears That with my best care I should seek and find you And from his dying mouth
hold my Messenger appears leave off friends Leave off a while and breathe Dio. What news ye are pale Mother Del. No I am careful of thy safety Son Be not affrighted but sit still I am with thee Enter Maximinian Aurelia Souldiers And now dance out your dance Do you know that person Be not amaz'd but let him shew his dreadfullest Max. How confident he sits amongst his pleasures And what a chearful colour shews in 's face And yet he sees me too the Souldiers with me Aur. Be speedie in your work you will be stopt else And then you are an Emperour Max. I will about it Dio. My Royal Cousin how I joy to see ye You and your Royal Emperess Max. You are too kinde Sir I come not to eat with ye and to surfeit In these poor Clownish pleasures but to tell ye I look upon ye like my Winding-sheet The Coffin of my Greatness nay my Grave For whilst you are alive Dio. Alive my Cousin Max. I say Alive I am no Emperour I am nothing but mine own disquiet Dio. Stay Sir Max. I cannot stay The Souldiers doat upon ye I would fain spare ye but mine own securitie Compels me to forget you are my Uncle Compels me to forget you made me Caesar For whilst you are remembred I am buried Dio. Did not I make ye Emperour dear Dousin The free gift from my special grace Del. Fear nothing Dio. Did not I chuse this povertie to raise you That Royal woman gave into your arms too Bless'd ye with her bright beautie gave the Souldiers The Souldier that hung to me fix'd him on ye Gave ye the worlds command Max. This cannot help ye Dio. Yet this shall ease me Can ye be so base Cousin So far from Nobleness so far from nature As to forget all this to tread this Tie out Raise to your self so foul a monument That every common foot shall kick asunder Must my blood glue ye to your peace Max. It must Uncle I stand too loose else and my foot too feeble You gone once and their love retir'd I am rooted Dio. And cannot this remov'd poor State obscure me I do not seek for yours nor enquire ambitiously After your growing fortunes Take heed my kinsman Ungratefulness and blood mingled together Will like two furious Tides Max. I must sail thorow 'em Let 'em be Tides of death Sir I must stem up Dio. Hear but this last and wisely yet consider Place round about my Grange a Garison That if I offer to exceed my limits Or ever in my common talk name Emperour Ever converse with any greedy Souldier Or look for adoration nay for courtesie Above the days salute Think who has fed ye Think Cousin who I am Do ye slight my misery Nay then I charge thee nay I meet thy crueltie Max. This cannot serve prepare now fall on souldiers And all the treasure that I have Thunder and Lightning Sould. The Earth shakes We totter up and down we cannot stand Sir Me thinks the mountains tremble too 2 Sould. The flashes How thick and hot they come we shall be burn'd all Del. Fall on Souldiers You that fell innocent blood fall on full bravely Sould. We cannot stir Del. You have your libertie So have you Lady One of you come do it A hand with a Bolt appears above Do you stand amaz'd Look o're thy head Maximinian Look to thy terrour what over-hangs thee Nay it will nail thee dead look how it threatens thee The Bolt for vengeance on ungrateful wretches The Bolt of innocent blood read those hot characters And spell the will of heaven Nay lovely Lady You must take part too as spur to ambition Are ye humble Now speak my part 's ended Does all your glory shake Max. Hear us great Uncle Good and great Sir be pitiful unto us Below your feet we lay our lives be merciful Begin you heaven will follow Aur. Oh it shakes still Max. And dreadfully it threatens We acknowledge Our base and foul intentions Stand between us For faults confess'd they say are half forgiven We are sorry for our sins Take from us Sir That glorious weight that made us swell that poison'd us That mass of Majestie I laboured under Too heavie and too mighty for my manage That my poor innocent days may turn again And my mind pure may purge me of these curses By your old love the blood that runs between us The hand taken in Aur. By that love once ye bare to me by that Sir That blessed maid enjoys Dio. Rise up dear Cousin And be your words your judges I forgive ye Great as ye are enjoy that greatness ever Whilst I mine own content make mine own Empire Once more I give ye all learn to deserve it And live to love your Good more than your Greatness Now shew your loves to entertain this Emperour My honest neighbours Geta see all handsom Your Grace must pardon us our house is little But such an ample welcom as a poor man And his true love can make you and your Empress Madam we have no dainties Aur. 'T is enough Sir We shall enjoy the riches of your goodness Sould. Long live the good and gracious Dioclesian Dio. I thank ye Souldiers I forgive your rashness And Royal Sir long may they love and honour ye Drums march afar off What Drums are those Del. Meet 'em my honest Son They are thy friends Charinus and the old Souldiers That come to rescue thee from thy hot Cousin But all is well and turn all into welcoms Two Emperours you must entertain now Dio. O dear Mother I have will enough but I want room and glory Del. That shall be my care Sound your pipes now merrily And all your handsom sports Sing 'em full welcoms Dio. And let 'em know our true love breeds more stories And perfect joys than Kings do and their glories Exeunt The Queen of Corinth A TRAGI-COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Agenor Prince of Argos Theanor Son to the Qu. of Corinth a vicious Prince Leonidas The Corinthian General Brother to Merione Euphanes A noble young Gentleman Favorite to the Qu. Crates Elder brother to Eupha a malicious beautefeu Conon Euphenes Confident and fellow-Traveller Courtiers Neanthes Sosicles Eraton Onos or Lamprias A very foolish Traveller to Onos two foolish Knaves Tutor and Uncle Gentlemen Servants to Agenor A Page to Lord Euphanes Marshal Vintner Drawers WOMEN Merione A virtuous Lady honourably solicited by Prince Agenor Beliza A noble Lady Mistriss to Euphanes Queen of Corinth A wise and virtuous Widow Mother of Theanor The Scene Corinth The Principal Actors were Richard Burbadge Henry Condel John Vnderwood Thomas Polard Nathan Feild John Lowin Nich. Toolie Tho. Holcomb Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Neanthes Sosicles Eraton Era. THe General is returned then Nean. With much honour Sos And peace concluded with the Prince of Argos Nean. To the Queens wishes the conditions sign'd So far beyond her hopes to the advantage Of Corinth
out to revenge it if I break One Article Age. Great miracle of Queens How happy I esteem my self in being Thought worthy to be numbred in the rank Of you confederates my love and best service Shall teach the world hereafter but this gift With which you have confirm'd it is so far Beyond my hopes and means e'r to return That of necessity I must dye oblig'd To your unanswer'd bounty The. The sweet Lady In blushes gives your Highness thanks Qu. Believe it On the Queens word she is a worthy one And I am so acquainted with her goodness That but for this peace that hath chang'd my purpose And to her more advancement I should gladly Have call'd her Daughter The. Though I am depriv'd of A blessing 't is not in the Fates to equal To shew my self a Subject as a Son Here I give up my claim and willingly With mine own hand deliver you what once I lov'd above my self and from this hour For my affection yields now to my duty Vow never to sollicite her Cra. 'T is well cover'd Neanthes and the rest Exeunt Cra. Nea. Sos Era Qu. Nay for this night You must for 't is our Countrey fashion Sir Leave her to her Devotions in the morning We 'll bring you to the Temple Leo. How in this Your Highness honours me Mer. Sweet rest to all Age. This kiss and I obey you Bel. Please it your Highness This is the Gentleman Qu. You are welcome home Sir Now as I live one of a promising presence I have heard of you before and you shall find I 'll know you better find out something that May do you good and rest assur'd to have it Were you at Sparta lately Euph. Three daies since Madam I came from thence Qu. 'T is very late Good night my Lord do you Sir follow me I must talk further with you Ag. All rest with you Exeunt Enter Crates Neanthes Eraton Sosicles disguis'd Cra. She must pass through this Cloyster suddainly And boldly seize upon her Nea. Where 's the Prince Cra. He does expect us at the place I shew'd you Enter Merione and Servant I hear ones footing peace 't is she Mer. Now leave me I know the way though Vesta witness with me I never trode it with such fear help help Cra. Stop her mouth close out with the Light I 'll guide you Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Merione as newly ravished Mer. TO whom now shall I cry What pow'r thus kneel to And beg my ravisht honor back upon me Deaf deaf you gods of goodness deaf to me Deaf Heaven to all my cries deaf hope deaf justice I am abus'd and you that see all saw it Saw it and smil'd upon the villain did it Saw it and gave him strength why have I pray'd to ye When all the worlds eyes have been sunk in slumbers Why have I then powr'd out my tears kneel'd to ye And from the Altar of a pure heart sent ye Thoughts like your selves white innocent vows purer And of a sweeter flame than all the earths odours Why have I sung your praises sâ—rew'd your Temples And crown'd your Holy Priests with Virgin Roses Is it we hold ye powerful to destroy us Believe and honor ye to see us ruin'd These tears of anger thus I sprinkle toward ye You that dare sleep secure whilst Virgins suffer These stick like Comets blaze eternally Till with the wonder they have wak'd your justice And forc't ye fear our curses as we yours Enter Theanor Crates with vizards My shame still follows me and still proclaims me He turns away in scorn I am contemned too A more unmanly violence than the other Bitten and slung away What e'r you are Sir you that have abus'd me and now most basely And sacrilegiously robb'd this fair Temple I sling all these behind me but look upon me But one kind loving look be what ye will So from this hour you will be mine my Husband And you his hand in mischief I speak to you too Counsel him nobly now you know the mischief The most unrighteous act he has done perswade him Perswade him like a friend knock at his Conscience Till fair Repentance follow yet be worthy of me And shew your self if ever good thought guided ye You have had your soul will make it yet fair with marriage Open your self and take me wed me now Draws his Dagger More fruits of villany your Dagger come Ye are merciful I thank you for your medicine Is that too worthy too Enter the rest disguis'd Devil thou with him Thou penny Bawd to his Lust will not that stir thee Do you work by tokens now Be sure I live not For your own safeties knaves I will sit patiently But as ye are true villains the Devils own servants And those he loves and trusts make it as bloody An Act of such true horror Heaven would shake at 'T will shew the braver goodness hold my hope fast And in thy mercies look upon my ruines And then I am right my eyes grow dead and heavy Enter six disguis'd singing and dancing to a horrid Musick and sprinkling water on her face Wrong me no more as ye are men The. She is fast Cra. Away with her Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Agenor and Gentlemen Age. Now Gentlemen the time 's come now t' enjoy That fruitful happiness my heart has long'd for This day be happy call'd and when old Time Brings it about each year crown'd with that sweetness It gives me now see every man observe it And laying all aside bears shew of business Give this to joy and triumph How fits my cloaths 1 Gent Handsome and wondrous well Sir Ag. Do they shew richly For to those curious eyes even beauty envies I must not now appear poor or low fashion'd Methinks I am younger than I was far younger And such a promise in my bloud I feel now That if there may be a perpetual youth Bestowed on man I am that soul shall win it Does my hair stand well Lord how ill-favourdly You have drest me to day how baldly why this Cloak 2 Gen Why 't is the richest Sir Age. And here ye have put me on A pair of Breeches look like a pair of Bagpipes 1 Gen. Believe Sir they shew bravely Ag. Why these Stockins 2 Gen. Your Leg appears Ag. Peâ—h I would have had 'em Peach-colour All young and new about me and this Scarf here A goodly thing you have trickt me like a Puppet 1 Gen. I 'll undertake to rig forth a whole Navy And with less labor than one man in love They are never pleas'd 2 Gen. Methinks he looks well 1 Gen. Well As man can look as handsome now do I wonder He found not fault his Nose was put on ugly Or his Eyes lookt too gray and rail at us They are the way wards things these Lovers 2 Gent. All will be right When once it comes to th' push 1 Gent. I would they were at it For
stamp'd together and to give him Wine and Tobacco wheresoe're you meet And the best meat if he can stay All. We swear it loyally Page Then I dismiss you True Leigemen to the Pantoâ—â—â—e I had more Articles but I have business And cannot stay now so adieu dear Monsieur Tres noble tres puissant Vnc. Adieu Monsieur On. A vostre service commandement Tut I told you Pupill you 'ld repent this foolery On. Who I repent you are mistaken Tutor I ne're repented any thing yet in my life And scorne to begin now Come let 's be melancholly Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Queen Euphanes Conon Lords Lord. 'T were better treat with ' em Quee. I will no Treaties With a League-breaker and a Rebell shall I Article with a Traitor be compell'd To yield an innocent unto their fury Whom I have prov'd so to you Euph. Gracious Queen Though your own god-like disposition Would succor Virtue and protect the right Yet for the publick good for the dear safety Of your most Royal only Son consent To give me up the sacrifice to their malice My life is aym'd at and 't were better far The blood of twenty thousand such as I Purpled our Seas than than that your Princely Son Should be endanger'd Quee. Still well said honest Fool Were their demand but one hair from thy head By all the gods I l'd scorn 'em were they here The Majesty that dwels upon this brow Should strike 'em on their knees As for my Son Let 'em no more dare than they 'l answer I An equal Mother to my Countrey am And every virtuous Son of it is Son Unto my bosome tender as mine own Con. Oh you are heavenly Madam and the gods Can suffer nothing pass to injure you The life that Conon promis'd he stands now Ready to pay with joy Quee. Farewell both Success attend you you have Souldiers been Tam Marti quam Mercurio if you bring not peace Bring me their heads Con. I will put fair for one Exeunt Quee. Lords Euph. Double the Guard upon her Highness Person Conon You must perform a friendly part Which I shall counsel you Con. I am your servant Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Theanor Agenor Leonidas above Leo. Make good that Fortification and the Watch Keep still upon the Battlements Royall Sir Weigh but our injuries we have told you fully The manner and the matter hales us thus Nor shall this upstart Mushrum bred i' th night Sit brooding underneath your Mothers wings His damn'd impieties Ag. For your self brave Prince Fear nothing that this face of arms presents We ask the Ravisher and have no means To win him from your most indulgent Mother But by this practice The. Stout Leonidas Princely Agenor your wrongs cry so loud That who so would condemn you is not heard I blame you not who but Euphanes durst Make Stories like to this My wrong's as strong Aske my revengeful arm to strengthen yours As for my fear know you and Greece throughout Enter Euphanes and Conon Our Mother was a Spartan Princess born That never taught me to spell such a word Con. Sir you do tempt your life Euph. Conon no more Do thus as thou wouldst save it Sound Trumpet within Ag. What Trumpet 's this Leo. Beneath I do perceive Two armed men single that gives us summons As they would treat Ag. Let us descend Con. My Lord I would you would excuse me and proceed According to the Queens directions Euph. Friend As thou wouldst wear that title after death Enter below Theanor Agenor Leonidas and Soldiers Perform my charge no Soldier on his life Approach us nearer Con. Safety to both the Princes Loyalty To you Lord General the Queen your Mistriss As well as ours though not to fear to cut Civil dissention from her Land and save Much guiltless blood that uprore ever thirsts And for the safeguard of her Son by me As you demand hath sent the Lord Euphanes To plead his own cause or to suffer death As you shall find him worthy so delivering The Prince back I shall leave him to your Guard Leo. The Queen is good and gracious kiss her hand Ag. And seal our duties Sir depart in peace The. Oh Sir you now perceive when in the scales Nature and fond affection weigh together One poizes like a feather and you know my Lords What 's to be done Euph. Your Highness is unarm'd Please you to use mine and to lead the Army Back to your Mother Conon march you with ' em Con. I will my Lord But not so far as not To bring you help if danger look upon you Exit Euph. Why do you look so strangely fearfully Or stay your deathful hand be not so wise To stop your rage look how unmov'dly here I give my self my Countreys sacrifice An innocent sacrifice Truth laughs at death And terrifies the killer more than kill'd Integrity thus armless seeks her foes And never needs the Target nor the Sword Bow nor invenom'd shafts Leo. We are amaz'd Not at your eloquence but impudence That dare thus front us Ag. Kill him who knows not The iron forehead that bold mischief wears Leo. Forbear a while Agenor I do tremble And something sits like virtue in his face Which the gods keep Euph. Agenor strike Leonidas You that have purchas'd Fame on certain grounds Lose it on supposition smear your hands In guiltless blood laugh at my Martyrdom But yet remember when Posterity Shall read your Volumes fill'd with virtuous acts And shall arrive at this black bloody leaf Noting your foolish barbarisms and my wrong As time shall make it plain what follows this Disciphering any noble deed of yours Shall be quite lost for men will read no more Leo. Why dare you say you are innocent Euph. By all the gods as they Of this foul crime why Gent. pry clean through my life Then weigh these circumstances think you that he Which made day night and men to furies turn'd Durst not trust silence vizors nor her sence That suffer'd but with Charms and Potions Cast her asleep for all this I have enquir'd Acted the Fable of Proserpines Rape The place by all description like to Hell And all to perpetrate unknown his Lust Would fondly in his person bring a Ring And give it a betrothed Wife i th' same house Where the poor injur'd Lady liv'd and groan'd Ag Hell gives us Art to reach the depth of sin Bâ—t leaves us wretched fools when we are in Euph. Had it given me that Art and left me so I would not thus into the Lions jaws Have thrust my self defenceless for your good The Princes safety or the Common-weals You know the Queen deny'd me and sent us Commanders to surprize you and to raze This Tower down we had power enough to do it Or starve you as you saw and not to tender My Person to your wrath which I have done Knowing my heart as pure as infants sleep Leo. What think you Sir Ag.
do and his that sways it Must come up Am I turn'd bare Centurion Must and shall Fit Embasses to court my honor Ma. Sir Pen. Set me to lead a handful of my men Against an hundred thousand barbarous slaves That have marcht name by name with Romes best doers Serve 'em up some other meat I 'll bring no food To stop the jaws of all those hungry wolfs My Regiment's mine own I must my language Enter Curius Cur. Penyus where lies the Host Pen. Where fate may find ' em Cur. Are they ingirt Pen. The Battel 's lost Cur. So soon Pen. No but 't is lost because it must be won The Britains must be Victors Who e'r saw A troop of bloody vultures hovering About a few corrupted carcasses Let him behold the silly Roman host Girded with millions of fierce Britains Swains With deaths as many as they have had hopes And then go thither he that loves his shame I scorn my life yet dare not lose my name Cur. Do not you hold it a most famous end When both our names and lives are sacrific'd For Romes increase Pen. Yes Curius but mark this too What glory is there or what lasting Fame Can be to Rome or us what full example When one is smother'd with a multitude And crouded in amongst a nameless press Honor got out of Flint and on their heads Whose virtues like the Sun exhal'd all valours Must not be lost in mists and fogs of people Noteless and out of name but rude and naked Nor can Rome task us with impossibilities Or bid us fight against a flood we serve her That she may proudly say she has good soldiers Not slaves to choak all hazards Who but fools That make no difference betwixt certain dying And dying well would sling their Fames and Fortunes Into this Britain-gulf this quick-sand ruine That sinking swallows us What noble hand Can find a subject fit for blood there or what sword Room for his execution What air to cool us But poison'd with their blasting breaths and curses Where we lie buried quick above the ground And are with labouring sweat and breathless pain Kill'd like to slaves and cannot kill again Dru. Penyus mark antient Wars and know that then Captains weigh'd an hundred thousand men Pen. Drusius mark antient wisdom and you 'll find then He gave the overthrow that sav'd his men I must not go Reg. The soldiers are desirous Their Eagles all drawn out Sir Pen. Who drew up Regulus Ha speak did you whose bold Will durst attempt this Drawn out why who commands Sir on whose warrant Durst they advance Reg. I keep mine own obedience Dru. 'T is like the general cause their love of honor Relieving of their wants Pen. Without my knowledge Am I no more my place but at their pleasures Come who did this Dru. By Sir I am ignorant Drum softly within then enter Soldiers with Drum and Colours Pen. What am I grown a shadow Harke they march I will know and will be my self Stand disobedience He that advances one foot higher dies for 't Run thorow the Regiment upon your duties And charge 'em on command beat back again By I 'll tith 'em all else Reg. We 'll do out best Exeunt Drusius and Regulus Pen. Back cease your bawling Drums there I 'll beat the Tubs about your brains else Back Do I speak with less fear than Thunder to ye Must I stand to beseech ye home home ha Do ye stare upon me Are those minds I moulded Those honest valiant tempers I was proud To be a fellow to those great discretions Made your names fear'd and honor'd turn'd to wild-fires O gods to disobedience Command farewel And be ye witness with me all things sacred I have no share in these mens shames March Soldiers And seek your own sad ruines your old Penyus Dares not behold your murders Sold. Captain 2 Sold. Captain 3 Sold. Dear honour'd Captain Pen. Too too dear lov'd Soldiers Which made ye weary of me and Heaven yet knows Though in your mutinies I dare not hate you Take your own Wills 't is fit your long experience Should now know how to rule your selves I wrong ye In wishing ye to save your lives and credits To keep your necks whole from the Ax hangs o'r ye Alas I much dishonour'd ye go seek the Britains And say ye come to glut their sacrifices But do not say I sent ye What ye have been How excellent in all parts good and govern'd Is only left of my Command for story What now ye are for pitie Fare ye well Enter Drusius and Regulus Dru. Oh turn again great Penyus see the Soldier In all points apt for duty Reg. See his sorrow For his disobedience which he says was haste And haste he thought to please you with See Captain The toughness of his courage turn'd to water See how his manly heart melts Pen. Go beat homeward There learn to eat your little with obedience And henceforth strive to do as I direct ye Exeunt Soldiers Ma. My answer Sir Pen. Tell the Great General My Companies are no fagots to fill breaches My self no man that must or shall can carry Bid him be wise and where he is he 's saâ—e then And when he finds out possibilities He may command me Commend me to the Captains Ma. All this I shall deliver Pen. Farewel Macer Exit Penyus Cur. Pray gods this breed no mischief Reg. It must needs If stout Suetonius win for then his anger Besides the Soldiers loss of due and honor Will break together on him Dru. He 's a brave fellow And but a little hide his haughtiness Which is but sometimes neither on some causes He shews the worthiest Roman this day living You may good Curius to the General Make all things seem the best Cur. I shall endeavour Pray for our fortunes Gentlemen If we fall This one farewel serves for a Funeral The gods make sharp our swords and steel our hearts We dare alas but cannot fight our parts Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Junius Petillius and a Herald observing Junius Petill. Let him go on stay now he talks Jun. Why Why should I love mine enemie what is beauty Of what strange violence that like the plague It works upon our spirits blind they feign him I am sure I find it so Petill. A Dog shall lead ye Jun. His fond affections blinder Petill. Hold ye there still Jun. It takes away my sleep Petill. Alas poor chicken Jun. My company content almost my fashion Petill. Yes and your weight too if you follow it Jun. 'T is sure the plague for no man dare come near me Without an Antidote 't is far worse Hell Petill. Thou art damn'd without redemption then Jun. The way to 't Strew'd with fair Western smiles and April blushes Led by the brightest constellations eyes And sweet proportions envying heaven but from thence No way to guide no path no wisdom bring us Petill. Yes a smart water Junius Jun. Do I
death indeed Pen. It shall be sharp Sir Petill. Why Mithridates was an arrant asse To dye by poison if all Bosphorus Could lend him Swords your Sword must do the deed 'T is shame to dye choak'd fame to dye and bleed Pen. Thou hast confirmed me and my good Petillius Tell me no more I may live Petill. 'T was my Commission But now I see ye in a nobler way A way to make all even Pen. Fare-well Captain Be a good man and fight well be obedient Command thy self and then thy men Why shakest thou Petill. I do not Sir Pen. I would thou hadst Petillius I would find something to forsake the world with Worthy the man that dies a kind of earth-quake Through all stern valors but mine own Petill. I feel now A kind of trembling in me Pen. Keep it still As thou lov'st virtue keep it Petill. And brave Captain The graet and honoured Penyus Pen. That again O how it heightens me again Petillius Petill. Most excellent Commander Pen. Those were mine Mine only mine Petill. They are still Pen. Then to keep 'em For ever falling more have at ye heavens Ye everlasting powers I am yours The work 's done Kills himself That neither fire nor age nor melting envy Shall ever conquer Carry my last words To the great General kiss his hands and say My soul I give to heaven my fault to justice Which I have done upon my self my virtue If ever there was any in Poor Penyus Made more and happier light on him I faint And where there is a foe I wish him fortune I dye lye lightly on my ashes gentle earth Petill. And on my sin Farewell great Penyus Noise within The souldier is in fury Now I am glad 'T is done before he comes This way for me The way of toile for thee the way of honor Exit Enter Drusus and Regulus with Souldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. What will ye do Reg. Good soldiers honest soldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. Kill us first we command too Reg. Valiant Soldiers Consider but whose life ye seek O Drusus Bid him be gone he dies else Shall Rome say Ye most approved Souldiers her dear children Devoured the fathers of the fights shall rage And stubborn fury guide those swords to slaughter To slaughter of their own to civil ruine Dru. O let 'em in all 's done all 's ended Regulus Penyus has found his last eclipse Come Souldiers Come and behold your miseries come bravely Full of your mutinous and bloody angers And here bestow your darts O only Romane O father of the Wars Reg. Why stand ye stupid Where be your killing furies whose sword now Shall first be sheath'd in Penyus do ye weep Howl out ye wretches ye have cause howl ever Who shall now lead ye fortunate whose valor Preserve ye to the glory of your Countrey Who shall march out before ye coy'd and courted By all the Mistrisses of War care counsel Quick-ey'd experience and victory twin'd to him Who shall beget ye deeds beyond inheritance To speak your names and keep your honors living When children faill and time that takes all with him Build houses for ye to oblivion Dru. O ye poor desperate fools no more now souldiers Go home and hang your arms up let rust rot 'em And humble your stern valors to soft prayers For ye have sunk the frame of all your virtues The sun that warm'd your bloods is set for ever I 'll kiss thy honor'd cheek Farewell great Penyus Thou thunder-bolt farewell Take up the body To morrow morning to the Camp convey it There to receive due Ceremonies That eye That blinds himself with weeping gets most glory Exeunt with a dead march Scaena Quarta Enter Swetonius Junius Decius Demetrius Curius and Souldiers Bonduca two Daughters and Nennius above Drum and Colours Swet. Bring up the Catapults and shake the wall We will not be out out-brav'd thus Nen. Shake the earth Ye cannot shake our souls Bring up your Rams And with their armed heads make the Fort totter Ye do but rock us into death Exit Nennius Jun. See Sir See the Icenian Queen in all her glory From the strong battlements proudly appearing As if she meant to give us lashes Dec. Yeild Queen Bond. I am unacquainted with that language Roman Swet. Yield honour'd Lady and expect our mercy Exit Decius We love thy nobleness Bond. I thank ye ye say well But mercy and love are sins in Rome and hell Swet. Ye cannot scape our strength ye must yield Lady Ye must adore and fear the power of Rome â—ond If Rome be earthly why should any knee With bending adoration worship her She 's vitious and your partial selves confess Aspires the height of all impiety Therefore 't is fitter I should reverence The thatched houses where the Britains dwell In careless mirth where the blest houshold gods See nought but chast and simple purity 'T is not high power that makes a place divine Nor that the men from gods derive their line But sacred thoughts in holy bosoms stor'd Make people noble and the place ador'd Swet. Beat the wall deeper Bond. Beat it to the center We will not sink one thought Swet. I 'll make ye Bond. No. 2. Dau. O mother these are fearful hours speak gently Enter Petillius To these fierce men they will afford ye pitty Bond. Pitty thou fearful girl 't is for those wretches That misery makes tame Wouldst thou live less Wast not thou born a Princess Can my blood And thy brave fathers spirit suffer in thee So base a separation from thy self As mercy from these Tyrants Thou lov'st lust sure And long'st to prostitute thy youth and beauty To common slaves for bread Say they had mercy The divel a relenting conscience The lives of Kings rest in their Diadems Which to their bodies lively souls do give And ceasing to be Kings they cease to live Show such another fear and I 'll fling thee to their fury Swet. He is dead then Petill. I think so certainly yet all my means Sir Even to the hazzard of my life Swet. No more We must not seem to mourn here Enter Decius Dec. There 's a breach made Is it your will we charge Sir Swet. Once more mercy Mercy to all that yield Bond. I scorn to answer Speak to him girl and hear thy Sister 1. Dau. General Hear me and mark me well and look upon me Directly in my face my womans face Whose only beauty is the hate it bears ye See with thy narrowest eyes thy sharpest wishes Into my soul and see what there inhabits See if one fear one shadow of a terror One paleness dare appear but from my anger To lay hold on your mercies No ye fools Poor fortunes fools we were not born for triumphs To follow your gay sports and fill your slaves With hoots and acclamations Petill. Brave behaviour 1. Dau. The children of as great as Rome as noble Our names before
pleasures as the ravish'd soul Gives to the sences So my charms have took Keep her you powers divine whilst I contemplate Upon the wealth and beauty of her mind She is only fair and constant only kind And only to thee Jasper Oh my joyes Whither will you transport me let not fulness Of my poor buried hopes come up together And over-charge my spirits I am weak Some say how ever ill the Sea and Women Are govern'd by the Moon both ebb and flow Both full of changes yet to them that know And truly judge these but opinions are And heresies to bring on pleasing War Between our tempers that without these were Both void of after-love and present fear Which are the best of Cupid O thou child Bred from despair I dare not entertain thee Having a love without the faults of Women And greater in her perfect goods thâ—n men Which to make good and please my self the stronger Though certainly I am certain of her love I 'll try her that the world and memory May sing to after-times her constancy Luce. Luce awake Luce why do you fright me friend With those distempered looks what makes your sword Drawn in your hand who hath offended you I prethee Jasper sleep thou art wild with watching Jasp Come make your way to Heaven and bid the world With all the villanies that stick upon it Farewell you 're for another life Luce. Oh Jasper How have my tender years committed evil Especially against the man I love Thus to be cropt untimely Jasp Foolish girl Canst thou imagine I could love his daughter That flung me from my fortune into nothing Discharged me his service shut the doors Upon my poverty and scorn'd my prayers Sending me like a boat without a malt To sink or swim Come by this hand you dye I must have life and blood to satisfie Your fathers wrongs Wife Away George away raise the Watch at Ludgate and bring a Mitrimus from the Justice for this desperate Villain Now I charge you Gentlemen see the Kings peace kept O my heart what a varlet 's this to offer Man-slaughter upon the harmless Gentlewoman Cit. I warrant thee sweet heart we 'll have him hampered Luce. Oh Jasper be not cruel If thou wilt kill me smile and do it quickly And let not many deaths appear before me I am a woman made of fear and love A weak weak woman kill not with thy eyes They shoot me through and through Strike I am ready And dying still I love thee Enter Merchant Humphrey and his Men. Merch. Where abouts Jasp No more of this now to my self again Hum. There there he stands with Sword like martial Knight Drawn in his hand therefore beware the fight You that are wise for were I good Sir Bevis I would not stay his coming by your leaves Merc. Sirrah restore my daughter Jasp Sirrah no. Merch. Upon him then Wife So down with him down with him down with him cut him i' the leg boyes cut him i'th'leg Merc. Come your ways Minion I 'll provide a Cage for you you 're grown so tame Horse her away Hum. Truly I 'm glad your forces have the day Exeunt Jasp They are gone and I am hurt my Love is lost manet Jasper Never to get again Oh me unhappy Bleed bleed and dye I cannot Oh my folly Thou hast betray'd me Hope where art thou sled Tell me if thou be'st any where remaining Shall I but see my love again Oh no! She will not dain to look upon her Butcher Nor is fit she should yet I must venter Oh chance or fortune or what ere thou art That men adore for powerful hear my cry And let me loving live or loosing dye Wife Is a gone George Cit. I conny Wife Marry and let him go sweet heart by the faith a my body a has put me into such a fright that I tremble as they say as 't were an Aspine leaf look a my little finger George how it shakes now in truth every member of my body is the worse for 't Cit. Come hug in mine arms sweet Mouse he shall not fright thee any more alass mine own dear heart how it quirers Entâ—â— Mistris Merry-thought Rafe Michael Squire Dwarfe Host and a Tapster Wife O Rafe how dost thou Rafe how hast thou slept to night has the Knight us'd thee well Cit. Peace Nell let Rafe alone Tapst Master the reckoning is not paid Rafe Right courteous Knight who for the orders sake Which thou hast tane hang'st out the holy Bell As I this flaming Pestle bear about We render thanks to your puissant self Your beauteous Lady and your gentle Squires For thus refreshing of our wearied limbs Stifned with hard atchievements in wild Desart Tapst Sir there is twelve shillings to pay Rafe Thou merry Squire Tapstero thanks to thee For comforting our souls with double Jug And if adventurous Fortune prick thee forth Thou jovial Squire to follow seats of Arms Take heed thou tender every Ladies cause Every true Knight and every Damsel fair But spill the blood of treacherous Sarazens And false inchanters that with Magick spels Have done to death full many a noble Knight Host Thou valiant Knight of the burning Pestle give ear to me there is twelve shillings to pay and as I am a true Knight I will not bate a penny Wife George I prethee tell me must Rafe pay twelve shillings now Cit. No Nel no nothing but the old Knight is merry with Rafe Wife O is' t nothing else Rafe will be as merry as he Rafe Sir Knight this mirth of yours becomes you well But to requite this liberal courtesie If any of your Squires will follow Arms He shall receive from my Heroick hand A Knighthood by the virtue of this Pestle Host Fair Knight I thank you for your noble offer Therefore gentle Knight Twelve shillings you must pay or I must cap you Wife Look George did not I tell thee as much the Knight of the Bell is in earnest Rafe shall not be beholding to him give him his money George and let him go snick up Cit. Cap Rafe no hold your hand sir Knight of the Bell there 's your Money have you any thing to say to Rafe now cap Rafe Wife I would you should know it Rafe has friends that will not suffer him to be capt for ten times so much and ten times to the end of that now take thy course Rafe M. mer. Come Michael thou and I will go home to thy father he hath enough left to keep us a day or two and we 'll set fellows abroad to cry our Purse and Casket Shall we Michael Mich. I I pray mother in truth my feot are full of chilblains with travelling Wife Faith and those chilblaines are a foul trouble Mistris Merry-thought when your youth comes home let him rub all the soles of his feet and his heels and his ankles with a Mouseskin or if none of your can catch a Mouse when he goes
to bed let him rowl his feet in the warm embers and I warrant you he shall be well and you may make him put his fingers between his toes and smell to them it 's very soveraign for his head if he be cosâ—ive Mist mer. Master Knight of the burning Pestle my son Michael and I bid you farewell I thank your Worship hartily for your kindness Rafe Fare-well fair Lady and your tender Squire If pricking through these Desarts I do hear Of any traiterous Knight who through his guile Hath light upon your Casket and your Purse I will despoil him of them and restore them Mist mer. I thank your Worship Exit with Michael Rafe Dwarf bear my shield Squire elevate my lance And now farewell you Knight of holy Bell Cit. I I Rafe all is paid Rafe But yet before I go speak worthy Knight If oft you do of sad adventures know Where errant Knights may through his prowess win Eternal fame and free some gentle souls From endless bounds of steel and lingring pain Host Sirrah go to Nick the Barber and bid him prepare himself as I told you before quickly Tap. I am gone Sir Exit Tapster Host Sir Knight this wilderness affordeth none But the great venture where full many a Knight Hath tried his prowess and come off with shame And where I would not have you loose your life Against no man but furious fiend of Hell Rafe Speak on Sir Knight tell what he is and where For here I vow upon my blazing badge Never to blaze a day in quietness But bread and water will I only eat And the green herb and rock shall be my couch Till I have queld that man or beast or fiend That works such damage to all Errant Knights Host Not far from hence near a craggy cliff At the North end of this distressed Town There doth stand a lowly house Ruggedly builded and in it a Cave In which an ugly Giant now doth won Ycleped Barbaroso in his hand He shakes a naked Lance of purest steel With sleeves turn'd up and him before he wears A motly garment to preserve his clothes From blood of those Knights which he massacres And Ladies Gentle without his door doth hang A copper bason on a prickant Spear At which no sooner gentle Knights can knock But the shrill sound fierce Barbaroso hears And rushing forth brings in the Errant Knight And sets him down in an inchanted chair Then with an Engine which he hath prepar'd With forty teeth he claws his courtly crown Next makes him wink and underneath his chin He plants a brazen piece of mighty board And knocks his bullets round about his cheeks Whilst with his fingers and an instrument With which he snaps his hair off he doth fill The wretches ears with a most hideous noyse Thus every Knight Adventurer he doth trim And now no creature dares encounter him Rafe In Gods name I will fight with him kind sir Go but before me to this dismal Cave Where this huge Giant Barbaroso dwells And by that virtue that brave Rosicleere That damn'd brood of ugly Giants slew And Palmerin Frannarco overthrew I doubt not but to curb this Traytor foul And to the Devil send his guilty Soul Host Brave sprighted Knight thus far I will perform This your request I 'll bring you within sight Of this most loathsome place inhabited By a more lothsome man but dare not stay For his main force swoops all he sees away Rafe Saint George set on before march Squire and Page Exeunt Wife George dost think Rafe will confound the Giant Cit. I hold my cap to a farthing he does why Nell I saw him wrestle with the great Dutchman and hurle him Wife Faith and that Dutchman was a goodly man if all things were answerable to his bigness and yet they say there was a Scottishman higher than he and that they two and a Knight met and saw one another for nothing but of all the sights that ever were in London since I was married methinks the little child that was so fair grown about the members was the prettiest that and the Hermaphrodite Cit. Nay by your leave Nil Ninivie was better Wife Ninivie O that was the story of Jone and the wall was it not George Cit. Yes lamb Enter Mistris Merry-totgght Wife Look George here comes Mistris Merry-thoughauh ain and I would have Rafe come and fight with the Gyant I tell you true I long to see 't Cit. Good Mistriss Merri-thought be aone I pray you for my sake I pray you forbear a little you shall have audience presently I have a little business Wife Mistris Merri-thought if it please you to refrain your passion a little till Rafe have dispatcht the Giant out of the way we shall think our selves much bound to thank you I thank you good Mistris Merri-thought Exit Mist Merry-thought Enter a Boy Cit. Boy come hither send away Rafe and this whoreson Giant quickly Boy In good faith sir we cannot you 'l utterly spoil our Play and make it to be hist and it cost money you will not suffer us to go on with our plots I pray Gentlemen rule him Cit. Let him come now and dispatch this and I 'll trouble you no more Boy Will you give me your hand of that Wife Give him thy hand George do and I 'll kiss him I warrant thee the youth means plainly Boy I 'll send him to you presently Exit Boy Wife I thank you little youth feth the child hath a sweet breath George but I think it be troubled with the Worms Carduus Benedictus and Mares milk were the only thing in the world for 't O Rafe's here George God send thee good luck Rafe Enter Rafe Host Squire and Dwarf Host Puissant Knight yonder his Mansion is Lo where the Spear and Copper Bason are Behold the string on which hangs many a tooth Drawn from the gentle jaw of wandring Knights I dare not stay to sound he will appear Exit Host Rafe O faint not heart Susan my Lady dear The Coblers Maid in Milkstreet for whose sake I take these Arms O let the thought of thee Carry thy Knight through all adventurous deeds And in the honor of thy beauteous self May I destroy this monster Barbaroso Knock Squire upon the Bason till it break Enter Barba With the shrill strokes or till the Giant spake Wife O George the Giant the Giant now Rafe for thy life Bar. What fond unknowing wight is this that dares So rudely knock at Barbarossa's Cell Where no man comes but leaves his fleece behind Rafe I traiterous Caitiffe who am sent by fate To punish all the sad enormities Thou hast committed against Ladies gentle And Errant Knights Traytor to God and men Prepare thy self this is the dismal hour Appointed for thee to give strict account Of all thy beastly treacherous villanies Bar. Fool-hardy Knight full soon thou shalt aby This fond reproach thy body will I bang He takes down his pole
in the behalf of this child Mer. Are you not wise to Merri-thought Mist mer. Yes truly would I had nere seen his eyes he has undone me and himself and his children and there he lives at home and sings and hoyts and revels among his drunken companions but I warrant you where to get a penny to put bread in his mouth he knows not And therefore if it like your Worship I would intreat your Letter to the honest Host of the Bell in Waltham that I may place my child under the protection of his Tapster in some setled course of life Mer I 'm glad the heavens have heard my prayers thy Husband When I was ripe in sorrows laught at me Thy son like an unthankful wretch I having Redeem'd him from his fall and made him mine To shew his love again first stole my daughter Then wrong'd this Gentleman and last of all Gave me that grief had almost brought me down Unto my grave had not a stronger hand Reliev'd my sorrows go and weep as I did And be unpittied for here I profess An everlasting hate to all thy name Mist mer. Will you so Sir how say you by that come Micke let him keep his wind to cool his Pottage we 'll go to thy Nurses Micke she knits silk stockings boy and we 'll knit too boy and be beholding to none of them all Exeunt Michael and Mother Enter a Boy with a Letter Boy Sir I take it you are the Master of this house Mer. How then boy Boy Then to your self Sir comes this Letter Mer. From whom my pretty boy Boy From him that was your servant but no more Shall that name ever be for he is dead Grief of your purchas'd anger broke his heart 〈◊〉 saw him dye and from his hand receiv'd This paper with a charge to bring it hither Read it and satisfie your self in all Merch. LETTER SIR that I have wronged your love I must confess in which I have purchast to my self besides mine own undoing the ill opinion of my friends let not your anger good Sir outlive me but suffer me to rest in peace with your forgiveness let my body if a dying man may so much prevail with you be brought to your daughter that she may know my hot flames are now buried and withall receive a testimony of the zeal I bore her vertue farewell for ever and be ever happy Jasper Gods hand is great in this I do forgive him Yet am I glad he 's quiet where I hope He will not bite again boy bring the body And let him have his will if that be all Boy 'T is here without Sir Mer. So Sir if you please You may conduct it in I do not fear it Hum. I 'll be your Usher boy for though I say it He ow'd me something once and well did pay it Exeunt Enter Luce alone Luce. If there be any punishment inflicted Upon the miserable more than yet I feell Let it together seize me and at once Press down my soul I cannot bear the pain Of these delaying tortures thou that art The end of all and the sweet rest of all Come come oh death bring me to thy peace And blot out all the memory I nourish Both of father and my cruel friend O wretch'd maid still living to be wretched To be a say to fortune in her changes And grow to number times and woes together How happy had I been if being born My grave had been my cradle Enter servant Ser. By your leave Young Mistris here 's a boy hath brought a Coffin What a would say I know not but your father Charg'd me to give you notice here they come Enter two bearing a Coffin Jasper in it Luce. For me I hope 't is come and 't is most welcome Boy Fair Mistriss let me not add greater grief To that great store you have already Jasper That whilst he liv'd was yours now dead And here inclos'd commanded me to bring His body hither and to crave a tear From those fair eyes though he deserve not pitty To deck his Funeral for so he bid me Tell her for whom he di'd Luce. He shall have many Exeunt Coffin-carrier and Boy Good friends depart a little whilst I take My leave of this dead man that once I lov'd Hold yet a little life and then I give thee To thy first heavenly being O my friend Hast thou deceiv'd me thus and got before me I shall not long be after but believe me Thou wert too cruel Jasper ' gainst thy self In punishing the fault I could have pardoned With so untimely death thou didst not wrong me But ever wer 't most kind most true most loving And I the most unkind most false most cruell Didst thou but ask a tear I 'll give thee all Even all my eyes can pour down all my sigh's And all my self before thou goest from me There are but sparing Rites But if thy soul Be yet about this place and can behold And see what I prepare to deck thee with It shall go up born on the wings of peace And satisfied first will I sing thy Dirge Then kiss thy pale lips and then dye my self And fill one Coffin and one grave together SONG Come you whose loves are dead And whilst I sing Weep and wring Every hand and every head Bind with Cipress and sad Ewe Ribbands black and Candles blue For him that was of men most true Come with heavy mourning And on his grave Let him have Sacrifice of sighs and groaning Let him have fair flowers enow White and purple green and yellow For him that was of men most true Thou fable cloth sad cover of my joys I lift thee up and thus I meet with death Jasp And thus you meet the living Luce. Save me Heaven Jasp Nay do not flye me fair I am no spirit Look better on me do you know me yet Luce. O thou dear shadow of my friend Jasp Dear substance I swear I am no shadow feel my hand It is the same it was I am your Jasper Your Jasper that 's yet living and yet loving Pardon my rash attempt my foolish proof I put in practice of your constancy For sooner should my sword have drunk my blood And set my soul at liberty than drawn The least drop from that body for which boldness Doom me to any thing if death I take it And willingly Luce. This death I 'll give you for it So now I am satisfied you are no spirit But my own truest truest truest friend Why do you come thus to me Jasp First to see you Then to convey you hence Luce. It cannot be For I am lockt up here and watcht at all hours That 't is impossible for me to scape Jasp Nothing more possible within this Coffin Do you convey your self let me alone I have the wits of twenty men about me Only I crave the shelter of your Closet A little and then fear me not creep in That they may
dispence With his faith given I cannot with mine Phi. You do mistake cleer soul his precontract Doth annul yours and you have giv'n no faith That ties you in Religion or humanity You rather sin against that greater precept To covet what 's anothers Sweet you do Believe me who dare not urge dishonest things Remove that scruple therefore and but take Your dangers now into your judgements skale And weigh them with your safeties Think but whither Now you can goe what you can do to live How near you ha' barr'd all Ports to to your own succor Except this one that I here open Love Should you be left alone you were a prey To the wild lust of any who would look Upon this shape like a temptation And think you want the man you personate Would not regard this shift which love put on As virtue forc'd but covet it like vice So should you live the slander of each Sex And be the child of error and of shame And which is worse even Mark-antoniâ— Would be call'd just to turn a wanderer off And Fame report you worthy his contempt Where if you make new choice and settle here There is no further tumult in this stood Each current keeps his course and all suspitions Shall return honors Came you forth a Maid Go home a Wiseâ— alone and in disguise Go home a waited Leocadia Go home and by the viruue of that charm Transform all mischiefs as you are transform'd Turn your offended Fathers wrath to wonder Add all his loud grief to a silent welcome Unfold the Riddles you have made what say you Enter Sanchio carried Alphonso and Servants Now is the time delay is but despair If you be chang'd let a kiss tell me so Leo. I am but how I rather feel than know Sanc. Come Sir you are welcome now to Barcelona Take off my hood Phi. Who be these stay let 's view ' em Alph. 'T was a long journey are you not weary Sir Sanc. Weary I could have rid it in mine Armour Leo. Alas Phi. What ail you dear Leo. It is my Father Phi. Your Father which Leo. He that is carried oh Let us make hence Phi. For loves sake good my heart Leo. Into some house before he see me Phi. Dear Be not thus frighted Leo. Oh his wrath is tempest Phi. Sweet take your spirit to you and stay be 't he He cannot know you in this habit and me I 'm sure he less knows for he never saw me Alph. Ha who is that my Son Philippo Phi. Sir Alph. Why what make you here Is this Salamanca And that your study ha nay stay him too We 'll see him by his leave Serv. You must not strive Sir Alph. No no come near Sanc. My Daughter Leocadia Alph. How Sir your Daughter Sanc. Yes Sir and as sure As that 's your Son Come hither what now run Out o' your sex breech'd was 't not enough At once to leave thy Father and thine honor Unless th' hadst quit thy self too Phi. Sir what fault She can be urg'd of I must take on me The guilt and punishment Sanc. You must Sir how If you shall not though you must I deal not With boys Sir I you have a Father here Shall do me right Alph. Thou art not mad Philippo Art thou Mark-antonie Son to Leonardo Our business is to them Sanc. No no no no. I 'll ha' the business now with you none else Pray you let 's speak in private carry me to him Your Son 's the ravisher Sir and here I find him I hope you 'll give me cause to think you noble And do me right with your sword Sir as becomes One gentleman of honor to another All this is fair Sir here 's the Sea fast by Upon the sands we will determine 'T is that I call you to let 's make no daies on 't I 'll lead your way to the sea-side Rascals Phil. Sir I would beseech your stay he may not follow you San. No turn I 'll kill him here then Slaves Rogues Bloks Why do you not bear me to him ha' you been Acquainted with my motions loggs so long And yet not know to time ' em Phi. Were you Sir Not impotent Alph. Hold you your peace Boy Sanc. Impotent ' Death I 'll cut his throat first and then his Fathers Alph. You must provide you then a sharper Razor Than is your tongue for I not fear your sword Sanc. ' Heart bear me to either of ' em Phi. Pray Sir your patience Enter Governor and Attendants Alph. My curse light on thee if thou stay him Phi. Hold. Gov. Why what 's the matter Gentlemen what tumult Is this you raise i' th' street before my door Know you what 't is to draw a weapon here Sanc. Yes and to use it bear me up to him Rogues Thus at a Traitors heart Alph. Truer than thine Gov. Strike strike Some of the people disarm 'em Kill 'em if they resist Phi. Nay generous Sir Let not your courtesie turn fury now Gov. Lay hold upon 'em take away their weapons I will be worth an answer e'r we part Phi. 'T is the Governor Sir Alph. I yield my self Sanch. My Sword what thinkst thou of me pray thee tell me 1 Attend. As of a Gentleman Sanch. No more 1 Attend. Of worth And quality Sanch. And I should quit my sword There were small worth or quality in that friend Pray thee learn thou more worth and quality Than to demand it Gov. Force it I say 1 Attend. The Governor You hear commands Sanch. The Governr shall pardon me Phi. How Leocadia gone again Exit Phi. Sanch. He shall friend I' th' point of honor by his leave so tell him His person and authority I acknowledge And do submit me to it but my Sword He shall excuse me were he fifteen Governors That and I dwell together and must yet Till my hands part assure him Gov. I say force it Sanch. Stay hear me Hast thou ever read Caranza Understandst thou honor Noble Governor Gov. For that we 'll have more fit dispute Sanch. Your name Sir Gov. You shall know that too but on colder terms Your blood and brain are now too hot to take it Sanch. Force my Sword from me this is an affront Gov. Bring 'em away Sanch. You 'll do me reparation Exeunt Enter Philippo Phi. I have for ever lost her and am lost And worthily my tameness hath undone me She 's gone hence asham'd of me yet I seek her Will she be ever found to me again Whom she saw stand so poorly and dare nothing In her defence here when I should have drawn This Sword out like a Meteor and have shot it In both our Parents eies and left 'em blind Unto their impotent angers Oh I am worthy On whom this loss and scorn should light to death Without the pity that should wish me better Either alive or in my Epitaph Enter Leonardo Mark-Antonio Leo. Well Son your Father is too near himself
The ports are ours The treasure and the port fight bravely Gentlemen Cry to the Town cry liberty and honor crying liberty and freedom within Waken their persecuted souls cry loudly We 'll share the wealth among ye Cast Do you hear Captain If ever you hear me name a King Sess You shall not Cast Or though I live under one obey him Gun This Rogue again Sess Away with him good Gunner Cast Why look ye Sir I 'll put you to no charge I 'll never eat Gun I 'll take a course you shall not Come no more words Enter Boatswine Cast Say nothing when you kill me Sess He 's taken to the Towers strength Now stand sure Gentlemen We have him in a pen he cannot scape us The rest oth'Castle's ours liberty liberty What is this City up Boatsw They are up and glorious And rouling like a storm they come their Tents Ring nothing but liberty and freedome The women are in Arms too Sess Let 'em come all Honour and liberty All. Honor and liberty Exeunt Enter Juliana Jul. This woman threats her eyes even red with fury Which like prodigious meteors foretold Assur'd destruction are still before me Besides I know such natures unacquainted With any mean or in their love or hatred And she that dar'd all dangers to possess him Will check at nothing to revenge the loss Of what she held so dear I first discover'd Her bloody purposes which she made good And openly profess'd 'em that in me Was but a cold affection charity Commands so much to all for Virolet Methinks I should forget my Sexes weakness Rise up and dare beyond a womans strength Then do not counsel he is too secure And in my judgment 't were a greater service To free him from a deadly Enemy Then to get him a friend I undertook too To cross her plots oppos'd my piety Against her malice and shall vertue suffer No Martia wer 't thou here equally armed I have cause spite of thy masculine breeding That would assure the victory my angel Direct and help me Enter Virolet like Ronvere Vir. The State in Combustion Part of the Cittadel forc'd the treasure seiz'd on The guards corrupted arm themselves against Their late protected Master Ferrant fled too And with small strength into the Castle 's Tower The only Aventine that now is left him And yet the undertakers nay performers Of such a brave and glorious enterprize Are yet unknown they did proceed like men I like a child and had I never trusted So deep a practice unto shallow fools Besides my souls peace in my Juliana The honor of this action had been mine In which accurs'd I now can claim no share Jul. Ronvere 't is he a thing next to the devil I most detest and like him terrible Martia's right hand the instrument I fear too That is put to her bloody will into act Have I not will enough and cause too mighty Weak womens fear fly from me Vir. Sure this habit This likeness to Ronvere which I have studied Either admits me safe to my design Which I too cowardly have halted after And suffer'd to be ravisht from my glory Or sinks me and my miseries together Either concludes me happy Jul. He stands musing Some mischief is now hatching In the full meditation of his wickedness I 'll sink his cursed soul guide my hand heaven And to my tender arm give strength and fortune That I may do a pious deed all ages Shall bless my name for all remembrance crown me Vir. It shall be so Jul. It shall not take that token And bear it to the lustful arms of Martia Tell her for Virolets dear sake I sent it Vir. O I am happy let me see thee That I may bless the hand that gave me liberty O courteous hand nay thou hast done most nobly And heaven has guided thee 't was their great justice O blessed wound that I could come to kiss thee How beautiful and sweet thou shew'st Jul. Oh! Vir. Sigh not Nor weep not dear shed not those sovereign Balsames Into my blood which must recover me Then I shall live again to do a mischief Against the mightiness of love and virtue Some base unhallowed hand shall rob thy right of Help me I faint so Jul. O unhappy wench How has my zeal abus'd me you that guard virtue Were ye asleep or do you laugh at innocence You suffer'd this mistake O my dear Virolet An everlasting curse follow that forme I strook thee in his name be ever blasted For his accursed shadow has betray'd The sweetness of all youth the nobleness The honour and the valor wither'd for ever The beauty and the bravery of all mankind O my dull devils eyes Vir. I do forgive you By this and this I do I know you were cozen'd The shadow of Ronvere I know you aym'd at And not at me but 't was most necessary I should be struck some hand above directed you For Juliana could not shew her justice Without depriving high heaven of his glory Or any subject fit for her but Virolet Forgive me too and take my last breath sweet one This the new marriage of our souls together Think of me Juliana but not often For fear my faults should burthen your affections Pray for me for I faint Jul. O stay a little A little little Sir Offers to kill her self Vir. Fye Juliana Jul. Shall I outlive the virtue I have murder'd Vir. Hold or thou hat'st my peace give me the dagger On your obedience and your love deliver it If you do thus we shall not meet in heaven sweet No guilty blood comes there kill your intentions And then you conquer there where I am going Would you not meet me Dear Jul. Yes Vir. And still love me Jul. And still behold you Vir. Live then till heaven calls you Then ripe and full of sweetness you rise sainted Then I that went before you to prepare Shall meet and welcome you and daily court you With Hymnes of holy Love I go out Give me your hand farewell in peace farewell Remember me farewell dyes Jul. Sleep you sweet glasses An everlasting slumber crown those Chrystals All my delight adue farewell Dear Virolet Dear Dear most Dear O I can weep no more My body now is fire and all consuming Here will I sit forget the world and all things And only wait what heaven shall turn me to For now methinks I should not live She sits down Enter Pandulfo Pond O my sweet daughter The work is finisht now I promis'd thee Here are thy virtues shewed here register'd And here shall live for ever Jul. Blot it burn it I have no virtue hateful I am as hell is Pand. Is not this Virolet Jul. Ask no more questions Mistaking him I kill'd him Pand. O my Son Nature turns to my heart again my dear Son Son of my age would'st thou go out so quickly So poorly take thy leave and never see me Was this a kind stroak daughter could you
vain purpose do I wish it Since though I were inviron'd with thick mists Black as Cymerian darkness or my crimes There is that here upon which as an anvile Ten thousand hammers strike and every spark They force from it to me 's an other Sun To light me to my shame Roc. Take hope and comfort Mount They are aides indeed but yet as far from me As I from being innocent this cave fashion'd By provident nature in this solid Rock To be a den for beasts alone receives me And having prov'd an enemy to mankind All humane helps forsake me Roc. I 'll nee'r leave you And wish you would call back that noble courage That old invincible fortitude of yours That us'd to shrink at nothing Mâ—unt Then it did not But 't was when I was honest then in the height Of all my happiness of all my glories Of all delights that made life pretious to me I durst dye Rocca death it self then to me Was nothing terrible because I knew The same of a good Knight would ever live Fresh on my memory but since I fell From my integrity and dismis'd those guards Those strong assurances of innocence That constancy fled from me and what 's worse Now I am loathsome to my self and life A burthen to me rack'd with sad remembrance Of what I have done and my present horrors Unsufferable to me tortur'd with despair That I shall nee'r find mercy hell about me Behind me and before me yet I dare not Still fearing worse put off my wretched Being Enter Abdella Roc. To see this would deter a doubtful man From mischievous intents much more the practice Of what is wicked here 's the Moore look up Sir Some ease may come from her Mount New trouble rather And I expect it Abd. Who is this Mountferrat Rise up for shame and like a river dri'd up With a long drought from me your bounteous Sea Receive those tides of comfort that flow to you If ever I look lovely if desert Could ever challenge welcome if revenge And unexpected wreak were ever pleasing Or could endear the giver of such blessings All these I come adorn'd with and as due Make challenge of those so long wish'd embraces Which you unkind have hitherto deny'd me Mount Why what have you done for me Abd. Made Gomera As truely miserable as you thought him happy Could you wish more Mount As if his sickness could Recover me the injuries I receiv'd Were Oriana's Abd. She has paid dear for 'em She 's dead Mount How Abd. Dead my hate could reach no farther Taking advantage of her in a swoon Under pretence to give a Cordial to her I poyson'd her what stupid dulness is this What you should entertain with sacrifice Can you receive so coldly Mount Bloody deeds Are grateful offerings pleasing to the devill And thou in thy black shape and blaker actions Being hels perfect character art delighted To do what I thought infinitely wicked Tremble to hear thou hast in this taen from me All means to make amends with penitence To her wrong'd virtues and dispoil'd me of The poor remainder of that hope was left me For all I have already or must suffer Abd. I did it for the best Mount For thy worst ends And be assur'd but that I think to kill thee Would but prevent what thy despair must force thee To do unto thy self and so to add to Thy most assur'd damnation thou wert dead now But get thee from my sight and if lust of me Did ever fire thee love I cannot call it Leap down from those steep Rocks or take advantage Of the next tree to hang thy self and then I may laugh at it Abd. In the mean time I must be bold to do so much for you ha ha Mount Why grinst thou devil Abd. That 't is in my power To punish thy ingratitude I made trial But how you stood affected and since I know I 'm us'd only for a property I can and will revenge it to the full For understand in thy contempt of me Those hopes of Oriana which I could Have chang'd to certainties are lost for ever Mount Why lives she Abd. Yes but never to Mountferrat Although it is in me with as much ease To give her freely up to thy possession As to remove this rush which yet despair of For by much wrong'd love flattery nor threats Tears prayers nor vowes shall ever win me to it So with my curse I leave thee Mount Prethee stay Thou know'st I dote on thee and yet thou art So peevish and perverse so apt to take Triffles unkindly from me Abd. To perswade me To break my neck to hang then damn my self With you are trifles Mount 'T was my melancholy That made me speak I know not what forgive I will redeem my fault Roc. Believe him Lady Mount A thousand times I will demand thy pardon And keep the reckoning on thy lips with kisses Abd. There 's something else that would prevail more with me Mount Thou shalt have all thy wishes do but bless me With means to satisfie my mad desires For once in Oriana and for ever I am thine only thine my best Abdella Abd. Were I assur'd of this and that you would Having enjoy'd her Mount Any thing make choice of Thine own conditions Abd. Swear then that perform'd To free me from all doubts and fears hereafter To give me leave to kill her Mount That our safety Must of necessity urge us to Abd. Then know â—t was not poyson but a sleeping potion Which she receiv'd yet of sufficient strength â—o to bind up her sences that no sign Of life appear'd in her and thus thought dead â—n her best habit as the custom is You know in Malta with all ceremonies â—he's buried in her families monument â—n the Temple of St. John I 'll bring you thither Thus as you are disguis'd some six hours hence The potion will leave working Roc. Let us haste then Mount Be my good angel guide me Abd. But remember You keep your Oath Mount As I desire to prosper â—n what I undertake Abd. I ask no more Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Miranda Norandine and Collonra Col. Here sir I have got the Key I borrow'd it â—f him that keeps the Church the door is open Mir. Look to the horses then and please the fellow â—fter a few devotions I 'll retire â—e not far off there may be some use of ye Give me the light come friend a few good prayers Were not bestow'd in vain now even from you Sir Men that are bred in blood have no way left 'em â—o bath no purge no time to wear it out â—r wash it off but penitence and prayer â— am to take the order and my youth â—oaden I must confess with many follies Circled and bound about with sins as many â—s in the house of memory live figures My heart I 'll open now my faults confess â—nd raise a new man heaven I hope to a new life
Then sometimes names Miranda and then sighes As if to speak what questionless she loves well If heard migth do her injury Col. Heavens sweet mercy Look gently on her Mir. Prethee tell her my Prayers Are present with her and good wench provide That she want nothing what 's thy name Luc. Lucinda Mir. Lucinda there 's a prosperous omen in it Be a Lucina to her and bring word That she is safe delivered of her burthen And thy reward 's thy liberty come Collonna We will go see how th'Engineer has mounted The Cannon the great Master sent be careful To view the works and learn the discipline That is us'd here I am to leave the world And for your service which I have found faithful The charge that 's mine if I have any power Hereafter may concern you Col. I still find A noble Master in you Mir. 'T is but justice Thou do'st deserve it in thy care and duty Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Gomera Mountferrat Rocca Abdella with a Pistol Gom. Here 's even ground I 'll stir no foot beyond it Before I have thy head Mount Draw Rocca Gom. Coward Hath inward guilt robb'd thee as well of courage As honesty that without odds thou dar'st not Answer a single Enemy Mount All advantage That I can take expect Roc. We know you are valiant Nor do we purpose to make farther trial Of what you can do now but to dispatch you Mount And therefore fight and pray together Gom. Villains Whose baseness all disgraceful words made one Cannot express so strong is the good cause That seconds me that you shall feel with horror To your proud hopes what strength is in that arm Though old that holds a sword made sharp by justice Ab. You come then here to prate fight Mount Help Rocca now Or I am lost for ever how comes this Are villany and weakness twyns Roc. I am gone too Gom. You shall not scape me wretches Ab. I must do it All will go wrong else shoots him Com. Treacherous bloody woman What hast thou done Ab. Done a poor womans part And in an instant what these men so long Stood fooling for Mount This ayd was unexpected I kiss thee for 't Roc. His right arms only shot And that compell'd him to forsake his sword He 's else unwounded Mount Cut his throat Ab. Forbear Yet do not hope 't is with intent to save thee But that thou mayst live to thy farther torment To see who triumphs over thee come Mountferrat Here join thy foot to mine and let our hearts Meet with our hands the contract that is made And cemented with blood as this of ours is Is a more holy sanction and much surer Than all the superstitious ceremonies You Christians use Enter Norandine Roc. Who 's this Mount Betray'd again Nor. By the report it made and by the wind The Pistol was discharg'd here Gom. Norandine As ever thou lov'st valor or wear'st Arms To punish baseness shew it Nor. O the devil Gomera wounded and my Brache black beauty An actor in it Ab. If thou strik'st I 'll shoot thee Nor. How fright me with your Pot-gun what art thou Good heaven the Rogue the traytor rogue Mountferrat To swinge the nest of you is a sport unlook'd for Hels consume you Mount As thou art a man I am wounded give me time to answer thee Gom. Durst thou urge this this hand can hold a sword yet Nor. Well done to see this villain makes my hurts Bleed fresh again but had I not a bone whole In such a cause I should do thus thus Rascals Enter Corporal and watch Cor. Disarm them and shoot any that resists Gom. Hold Corporal I am Gomera Nor. 'T is well yet that once in an age you can Remember what you watch for I had thought You had again been making out your parties For sucking piggs 'T is well Nor. As you will answer The contrary with your lives see these forth coming Cor. That we shall do Nor. You bleed apace good Soldiers Go help him to a Surgeon Roc. Dare the worst And suffer like your self Ab. From me learn courage Nor. Now for Miranda this news will be to him As welcome as 't is unexpected Corporal There 's something for thy care to night my horse there Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Oriana and Lucinda Ori. How do's my Boy Luc. Oh wondrous lusty Madam A little Knight already you shall live To see him toss a Turk Ori. Gentle Lucinda Much must I thank thee for thy care and service Enter Miranda Norandine Colonna And may I grow but strong to see Valetta My husband and my brother thou shalt find I will not barely thank thee Mir. Look Captain we must ride away this morning The Auberge sits to day and the great Master Writes plainly I must or deliver in The year expir'd my probation weed Or take the Cloak you likewise Norandine For your full service and your last assistance In false Mountferrats apprehension Are here commanded to associate me my twin in this high honor Nor. I 'll none on 't do they think to bind me to live chast sober and temperately all days of my life they may as soon tye an Englishman to live so I shall be a sweet Dane a sweet Captain go up and down drinking small beer and swearing ' ods neagues no I 'll live a Squire at Arms still and do thou so too and thoâ— beest wise I have found the mystery now why the Gentlemen wear but three bars of the cross and the Knights the whole one Mir. Why Captain Nor. Marry Sir to put us in remembrance we are 〈◊〉 three quarters cross'd in our licence and pleasures 〈◊〉 the poâ—â— Knights cross'd altogether the brothers aâ— Arms aâ—ay yet meet with their Sisters at Arms noâ— and then in brotherly love but the poor Knights cannot get a Lady for love nor money 't is not so in other Countries I wis pray haste you for I 'll along and see what will come on 't Exit Mir. Collonna provide strait all necessaries For this remove the Lytter for the Lady And let Lucinda bear her company You shall attend on me Col. With all my duties Exit Mir. How fare you gracious Mistriss Ori. O Miranda You pleas'd to honor me with that fair title When I was free and could dispose my self But now no smile no word no look no touch Can I impart to any but as theft From my Gomera and who dares accept Is an usurper Mir. Leave us I have touch'd thee Thou fairer virtue than thou' rt beautiful Hold but this test so rich an ore was never Tryed by the hand of man on the vast earth Sit brightest Oriana is it sin Still to profess I love you still to vow I shall do ever heaven my witness be 'T is not your eye your cheek your tongue no part That superficially doth snare young men Which has caught me read over in your thoughts The story that this man hath
made of you And think upon his merit Ori. Only thought Can comprehend it Mir. And can you be so Cruel thankless to destroy his youth That sav'd your honor gave you double life Your own and your fair Infants that when fortune The blind foe to all beauty that is good Pandied you from one hazard to another Was even heavens Messenger by providence Call'd to the Temple to receive you there Into these Arms to give ease to your throwes As if 't had thunder'd take thy due Miranda For she was thine Gomera's jealousie Struck death unto thy heart to him be dead And live to me that gave thee second life Let me but now enjoy thee Oh regard The torturing fires of my affections Ori. Oh master them Miranda as I mine Who follows his desires such tyrants serves As will oppress him insupportably My flames Miranda rise as high as thine For I did love thee 'fore my marriage Yet would I now consent or could I think Thou wert in earnest which by all the souls That have for chastity been sanctified I cannot in a moment I do know thou 'ldst call fair temperance up to rule thy blood Thy eye was ever chaste thy countenance too honest And all thy wooings was like Maidens talk Who yieldeth unto pleasures and to lust Is a poor captive that in Golden Fetters And pretious as he thinks but holding gyves Frets out his life Mir. Find such another woman And take her for his labour any man Ori. I was not worthy of thee at my best Heaven knew I was not I had had thee else Much less now gentle Sir Miranda's deeds Have been as white as Oriana's fame From the beginning to this point of time And shall we now begin to stain both thus Think on the legend which we two shall breed Continuing as we are for chastest dames And boldest Soldiers to peruse and read I and read thorough free from any act To cause the modest cast the book away And the most honour'd Captain fold it up Mir Fairest let go my hand my pulse beats thick And my mov'd blood rides high in every vain Lord of thy self now Soldier and ever I would not for Aleppo this frail Bark This bark of flesh no better steers-man had Than has Mountferrat's may you kiss me Lady Ori. No though 't be no essential injury It is a circumstance due to my Lord To none else and my dearest friend if hands Playing together kindle heat in you What may the game at Lips provoke unto Mir. Oh what a tongue is here whil'st she doth teach My heart to hate my fond unlawful love She talks me more in love with love to her My fires she quencheth with her arguments But as she breathes 'em they blow fresher fires â—it further now my flame cools Husband Wife There is some holy mystery in those names That sure the unmarried cannot understand Ori. Now thou art strait and dost enamour me â—o far beyond a carnal earthly love My very soul doats on thee and my spirits â—o embrace thine my mind doth thy mind kiss And in this pure conjunction we enjoy â— heavenlier pleasure than if bodies met This this is perfect love the other short â—et languishing fruition every Swain â—nd sweating Groom may clasp but ours refin'd Two in ten ages cannot reach unto Nor is our spiritual love a barren joy For mark what blessed issue we 'll beget Dearer than children to posterity A great example to mens continence And womens chastity that is a child More fair and comfortable than any heir Mir. If all wives were but such lust would not find One corner to inhabit sin would be So strange remission superfluous But one petition I have done Ori. What Sweet Mir. To call me Lord if the hard hand of death Seize on Gomera first Ori. Oh much too worthy How much you undervalue your own price To give your unbought self for a poor woman That has been once sold us'd and lost her show I am a garment worn a vessel crack'd A Zone unti'd a Lilly trode upon A fragrant Flower cropt by another hand My colour sully'd and my odor's chang'd If when I was new blossom'd I did fear My self unworthy of Miranda's spring Thus over-blown and seeded I am rather Fit to adorn his Chimney than his bed Mir. Rise miracle save Malta with thy virtue If words could make me proud how has she spoke Yet I will try her to the very block Hard-hearted and uncivil Oriana Ingrateful payer of my Industries That with a soft painted hypocrisie Cozen'st and jeer'st my perturbation Expect a witty and a fell revenge My comfort is all men will think thee false Beside thy Husband having been thus long On this occasion in my Fort and power Enter Nor. Collonna Lucinda with a Child I 'll hear no more words Captain let 's away With all care see to her and you Lucinda Attend her diligently she is a wonder Nor Have you found she was well deliver'd What had she a good Midwife is all well Mir. You are merry Norandine Luc. Why weep you Lady Ori. Take the poor Babe along Col Madam 't is here Ori. Dissembling death why didst thou let me live To see this change my greatest cause to grieve Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Astorius Castriot Valetta Gomera Synnet Knights two Bishops Mountferrat guarded by Corporal and Soldiers Abdella a Gentleman with a Cloak sword and Spurâ—â— Gomera Val. A tender Husband hast thou shew'd thy self My dearest brother and thy memory After my life in brazen Characters Shall monumentally be register'd To ages consequent till times running hand Beats back the world to undistinguish'd Chaos And on the top of that thy name shall stand Fresh and without decay Gom. Oh honor'd Sir If hope of this or any bliss to come Could lift my load of grief off from my soul Or expiate the trespass ' gainst my wife That in one hours suspition I begat I might be won to be a man again And fare like other Husbands sleep and eat Laugh and forget my pleasing penitence But till old nature can make such a wife Again I vow ne'r to resume the order And habits that to men are necessary All breath I 'll spend in sighs all sound in groans And know no company but my wasting moans Ast This will be wilful murder on your self Nor like a Christian do you bear the chance Which th' inscrutable Will of Heaven admits Gom. What would you have my weakness do that Suffer'd it self thus to be practis'd on By a damn'd hell-hound and his agent dam The impious Midwife to abortive births And cruel instrument to his decrees By forgery they first assail'd her life Heaven playing with us yet in that he wrought My dearest friend the servant to her virtue To combat me against his Mistriss truth That yet effectless this enchanting Witch Bred baneful jealousie against my Lady My most immaculate Lady which seiz'd on her Almost to death Oh yet
Lord Alvarez Vitelli Gentlemen No Town in Spain from our Metropolis Unto the rudest hovel but is great With your assured valors daily proofs Oh will you then for a superfluous fame A sound of honor which in these times all Like hereticks profess with obstinacy But most erroneously venture your souls 'T is a hard task through a Sea of blood To sail and land at Heaven Vit. I hope not If justice be my Pilot but my Lord You know if argument or time or love Could reconcile long since we had shook hands I dare protest your breath cools not a vein In any one of us but blows the fire Which nought but blood reciprocal can quench Alv. Vitelli thou sayst bravely and sayst right And I will kill thee for 't I love thee so Vit. Ha ha old man upon thy death I 'll build A story with this arm for thy old wife To tell thy daughter Clara seven years hence As she sits weeping by a winters fire How such a time Vitelli slew her husband With the same Sword his daughter favor'd him And lives and wears it yet Come Lamorall Redeem thy self Lam. Lucio Genevora Shall on this Sword receive thy bleeding heart For my presented hat laid at her feet Luc. Thou talk'st well Lamorall but 't is thy head That I will carry to her to thy hat Fie Father I do cool too much Alv. Oh boy Thy fathers true Son Beat Drums and so good morrow to your Lordship Enter above Eugenia Clara Genevora Say Brave resolutions Anast Brave and Spanish right Gen. Lucio Cla Vitelli. Eug. Alvarez Alv. How the devil Got these Cats into th'gutter my pusse too Eug. Hear us Gen. We must be heard Cla. We will be heard Vitelli look see Clara on her knees Imploring thy compassion Heaven how sternly They dart their emulous eyes as if each scorn'd To be behind the other in a look Mother death needs no Sword here oh my Sister Fate fain would have it so persuade entreat A Ladies tears are silent Orators Or should be so at least to move beyond The honest tongu'd-Rhetorician Why will you fight why do's an uncles death Twenty year old exceed your love to me But twenty days whose forc'd cause and fair manner You could not understand only have heard Custom that wrought so cunningly on nature In me that I forgot my sex and knew not Whether my body female were or male You did unweave and had the power to charm A new creation in me made me fear To think on those deeds I did perpetrate How little power though you allow to me That cannot with my sighs my tears my prayers Move you from your own loss if you should gain Vit. I must forget you Clara 'till I have Redeem'd my unkles blood that brands my face Like a pestiferous Carbuncle I am blind To what you do deaf to your cries and Marble To all impulsive exorations When in this point I have perch'd thy fathers soul I 'll tender thee this bloody reeking hand Drawn forth the bowels of that murtherer If thou canst love me then I 'll marry thee And for thy father lost get thee a Son On no condition else Assist Most barbarous Say Savage Anast Irreligious Gen. Oh Lucio Be thou merciful thou bear'st fewer yearâ— Art lately wean'd from soft effiminacy A maidens manners and a maidens heart Are neighbors still to thee be then more mild Proceed not to this combat be'st thou desperate Of thine own life yet dearest pitty mine Thy valour 's not thine own I gave it thee These eyes begot it this tongue bred it up This breast would lodge it do not use my gifts To mine own ruine I have made thee rich Be not so thankless to undo me for 't Luc. Mistriss you know I do not wear a vein I would not rip for you to do you service Life 's but a word a shadow a melting dream Compar'd to essential and eternal honor Why would you have me value it beyond Your brother if I first cast down my sword May all my body here be made one wound And yet my soul not find heaven thorough it Alv. You would be catter-walling too but peace Go get you home and provide dinner for Your Son and me wee 'll be exceeding merry Oh Lucio I will have thee cock of all The proud Vitellies that do live in Spain Fie we shall take cold hunch I am hoarse Already Lam. How your Sister whets my spleen I could eat Lucio now Gen. Vitelli Brother Ev'n for your Fathers soul your uncles blood As you do love my life but last and most As you respect your own Honor and Fame Throw down your sword he is most valiant That herein yields first Vit. Peace you fool Cla. Why Lucio Do thou begin 't is no disparagement He 's elder and thy better and thy valor Is in his infancy Gen. Or pay it me To whom thou ow'st it Oh that constant time Would but go back a week then Lucio Thou would'st not dare to fight Eug. Lucio thy Mother Thy Mother begs it throw thy sword down first Alv. I 'll throw his head down after then Gen. Lamorall You have often swore you 'ld be commanded by me Lam. Never to this your spight and scorn Genevora Has lost all power in me Gen. Your hearing for six words Ass Say An. Strange obstinacy Al. Vit. Lu. Lam. We 'll stay no longer Cla. Then by thy oath Vitelli Thy dreadful oath thou wouldst return that Sword When I should ask it give it to me now This instant I require it Gen. By thy vow As dreadful Lucio to obey my will In any one thing I would watch to challenge I charge thee not to strike a stroak now he Of our two brothers that loves perjury Best and dares first be damn'd infringe his vow Say Excellent Ladies Vit. Pish you tyrannize Luc. We did equivocate Alv. On. Cla. Then Lucio So well I love my husband for he is so Wanting but ceremony that I pray His vengeful sword may fall upon thy head Succesfully for false-hood to his Sister Gen. I likewise pray Vitelli Lucio's sword Who equally is my husband as thou hers May find thy false heart that durst gage thy faith And durst not keep it Assist Are you men or stone Alv. Men and we 'll prove it with our swords Eug. Your hearing for six words and we have done Zancho come forth we 'll fight our challenge too Now speak your resolutions Enter Bobidilla with two swords and a Pistol Gen. These they are The first blow given betwixt you sheathes these swords In one anothers bosomes Eug. And rogue look You at that instant do discharge that Pistol Into my breast if you start back or quake I 'll stick you like a Pig Alv. Hold you are mad Gen. This we said and by our hope of bliss This we will do speak your intent Cla. Gen. Strike Eug. Shoot All. Vit. Lat. La. Hold hold all friends Assist Come down Alv. These devilish
These Diamonds of Ormus bought for little Here vented at the price of Princes Ransomes How bright they shine like constellations The South Seas treasure here Pearl fair and orient Able to equal Cleopatra's Banquet Here chains of lesser stones for Ladies lusters Ingotts of Gold Rings Brooches bars of Silver These are my studies to set off in sale well And not in sensual surfeits to consume 'em How rosts mine egg he heats apace I 'll turn him Penurio where you knave do you wait Penurio You lazie knave Pen. Did you call Sir Lop. Where 's your Mistriss What vanity holds her from her attendance Pen. The very sight of this egg has made him cockish What would a dozen butter'd do She is within Sir Lop. Within Sir at what thrif ye knave what getting Pen. Getting a good stomach Sir and she knew where to get meat to it She is praying heartily upon her knees Sir That Heaven would send her a good bearing dinner Lop. Nothing but gluttony and surfeit thought on Health flung behind had she not yesternight sirrah Two Sprats to supper and the oil allowable Was she not sick with eating Hadst not thou Thou most ungrateful knave that nothing satisfies The water that I boil'd my other egg in To make thee hearty broth Pen 'T is true I had Sir But I might as soon make the Philosophers Stone on 't You gave it me in water and but for manners sake I could give it you again in wind it was so hearty I shall turn pissing-Conduit shortly my Mistriss comes Sir Enter Isabella Lop. Welcome my Dove Isab Pray ye keep your welcome to ye Unless it carries more than words to please me Is this the joy to be a Wife to bring with me Besides the nobleness of blood I spring from A full and able portion to maintain me Is this the happiness of youth and beauty The great content of being made a Mistriss To live a Slave subject to wants and hungers To jealousies for every eye that wanders Unmanly jealousie Lop. Good Isabella Isab Too good for you do you think to famish me Or keep me like an Alms-woman in such rayment Such poor unhandsome weeds am I old or ugly I never was bred thus and if your misery Will suffer wilful blindness to abuse me My patience shall be no Bawd to mine own ruine Pen. Tickle him Mistris to him Isab Had ye love in ye Or any part of man Pen. Follow that Mistriss Isab Or had humanity but ever known ye You would shame to use a woman of my way thus So poor and basely you are strangely jealous of me If I should give ye cause Lop. How Isabella Isab As do not venture this way to provoke me Pen. Excellent well Mistriss Lop. How 's this Isabella Isab 'T will stir a Saint and I am but a woman And by that tenure may Lop. By no means chicken You know I love ye fie take no example By those young gadding Dames you are noted virtuous That stick their Husbands wealth in trifles on 'em And point 'em but the way to their own miseries I am not jealous kiss me I am not And for your Diet 't is to keep you healthful Surfeits destroy more than the sword that I am careful Your meat should be both neat and cleanly handled See Sweet I am Cook my self and mine own Cater Pen. A of that Cook cannot lick his fingers Lop. I 'll add another dish you shall have Milk to it 'T is nourishing and good Pen. With Butter in 't Sir Lop. This knave would breed a famine in a Kingdom And cloths that shall content ye you must be wise then And live sequestred to your self and me Not wandring after every toy comes cross ye Nor struck with every spleen what 's the knave doing Penuria Pen. Hunting Sir for a second course of Flies here They are rare new Sallads Lop For certain Isabella This ravening fellow has a Wolf in 's fellow Untemperate knave will nothing quench thy appetite I saw him eat two Apples which is monstrous Pen. If you had given me those 't had been more monstro◠Lop. 'T is a main miracle to feed this villain Come Isabella let us in to supper And think the Roman dainties at our Table 'T is all but thought Exeunt Pen. Would all my thoughts would do it The Devil should think of purchasing that Egg-shell To victual out a Witch for the Burmoothes 'T is Treason to any good stomach living now To hear a tedious Grace said and no meat to 't I have a Radish yet but that 's but transitory Exit Scaena Tertia Enter Soto Soto Can any living man unless a Rascal That neither knows himself nor a fashion'd Gentleman Take me for a worse man than my Master now I am naturally proud in these clothes but if pride now Should catch a fall in what I am attempting 'T is but a Proverb sound and a neck broken That 's the worst can come on 't a Gentleman 's gone then A Gentleman o' th' first house there 's the end on 't My Master lies most pittifully complaining Wringing and kicking up to th' ears in love yonder And such a lamentable noise he keeps it kills me I have got his cloaths and if I can get to her By hook or crook here such a song I 'll sing her I think I shall be hang'd but that 's no matter What 's a hanging among friends I am valiant now as an Elephant I have consider'd what to say too let me see now This is the place 't is plaguy high stay at that lower window Let me aim finely now like a good Gunner 〈◊〉 may prove but a whipping Enter Silvio Sil. I saw some body Pass by me now and though it were dark me-thought yet ◠knew the clothes ha let me not be cozen'd The Ladder too ready to fling it monstrous 'T is he 't is Claudio most voluptuous villain Scandal to womans credit Love I forget thee Soto What will he do i' th' name of Heaven what 's that there Sil. And all the friendship that I bore thee bury here Soto What has he in 's hand I hope but a Cudgel Sil. Thy faul'ts forgive O Heaven farewel thou traitor Soto I am slain I am slain Sil. He 's down and dead dead certain 'T was too rash too full of spleen stark dead This is no place now to repent in only Would I had given this hand that shot the Pistol I had miss'd thee and thou wer 't once more Claudio Exit Enter Claudio Cla. Why should I love thus foolishly thus desperately And give away my heart where no hope 's left me Why should not the true counsel of a friend restrain me The Devils mouth I run into affright me The honor of the Lady charm my wildness I have no power no Being of my self No reason strong enough now left within me To bind my Will Oh Love thou god or devil Or what thou art that playes the
valiant Captain The brave Ruy Dias all this while Py. I marry He is amongst 'em too Ped. A Lover Py. Nay I know not that but since he stands in favour Or would stand stifly he is no Portugal else Chr. The voice says in good favour in the list too Of the privy wooers how cunningly of late I have observ'd him and how privately He has stolen at all hours from us and how readily He has feign'd a business to bid the Fort farewel For five or six days or a month together Sure there is something Py. Yes yes there is a thing in 't A thing would make the best on 's all dance after it A dainty thing Lord how this Uncle of mine Has read to me and rated me for wenching And told me in what desperate case 't would leave me And how 't would stew my bones Ped. You car'd not for it Py. I'faith not much I ventur'd on still easily And took my chance danger is a Soldiers honor But that this man this herb of Grace Ruy Dias This father of our faculties should slip thus For sure he is a ferriting that he That would drink nothing to depress the spirit But milk and water eat nothing but thin air To make his bloud obedient that his youth In spight of all his temperance should tickle And have a love mange on him Chr. 'T is in him Sir But honourable courtship and becomes his rank too Py. In me 't were abominable Leachery or would be For when our thoughts are on 't and miss their level We must hit something Ped. Well he 's a noble Gentleman And if he be a suitor may he speed in 't Py. Let him alone our family ne'r fail'd yet Chr. Our mad Lieutenant still merry Pyniero Thus wou'd he do if the Surgeon were searching of him Ped. Especially if a warm wench had shot him Py. But hark Christophero come hither Pedro When saw you our brave Countrey-man Armusia He that 's arriv'd here lately and his gallants A goodly fellow and a brave companion Methinks he is and no doubt truly valiant For he that dares come hither dares fight any where Chr. I saw him not of late a sober Gentleman I am sure he is and no doubt bravely sprung And promises much nobleness Py. I love him And by my troth wou'd fain be inward with him Pray let 's go seek him Ped. We 'll attend you Sir Py. By that time we shall hear the burst of business Exeunâ— Enter Ruy Dias Quisara Quisana and Panura Quisar Aunt I much thank you for your courtesie And the fair liberty you still allow me Both of your house and service though I be A Princess and by that Prerogative stand free From the poor malice of opinion And no ways bound to render up my actions Because no power above me can examine me Yet my dear brother being still a prisoner And many wandring eyes upon my ways Being left alone a Sea-mark it behoves me To use a little caution and be circumspect Quisan You 're wise and noble Lady Quisar Often Aunt I resort hither and privately to see you It may be to converse with some I favour â— wou'd not have it known as oft nor constru'd 〈◊〉 stands not with my care Quisan You speak most fairly For even our pure devotions are examin'd Quisar So mad are mens minds now Ruy. Or rather monstrous They are thick dreams bred in fogs that know no fairness Quisan Madam the House is yours I am yours pray use me And at your service all I have lies prostrate My care shall ever be to yield ye honor And when your fame falls here 't is my fault Lady A poor and simple banquet I have provided Which if you please to honor with your presence Quisar I thank ye Aunt I shall be with you instantly A few words with this Gentleman Quisan I 'll leave ye Exeunt Quis Pan. And when you please retire I 'll wait upon you Quisar Why how now Captain what afraid to speak to me A man of Armes and danted with a Lady Commanders have the power to parle with Princes Ruy. Madam the favors you have still showr'd on me Which are so high above my means of merit â—o infinite that nought can value 'em â—â—t their own goodness no eyes look up to 'em But those that are of equal light and lustre Strike me thus mute you are my royal Mistriss And all my services that aime at honor Take life from you the Saint of my devotions Pardon my wish it is a fair ambition And well becomes the Man that honors you I wou'd I were of worth of something near you Of such a royal piece a King I wou'd be A mighty King that might command affection And bring a youth upon me might bewitch ye And you a sweet sould Christian Quisar Now you talk Sir You Portugals though you be rugged Soldiers Yet when you list to flatter you are plain Courtiers â—d could you wish me Christian brave Ruy Dias Ruy. At all the danger of my life great Lady At all my hopes at all Quisar Pray ye stay a little â—o what end runs your wish Ruy. O glorious Lady That I might but I dare not speak Quisar I dare then That you might hope to marry me nay blush not 〈◊〉 honorable end needs no excuse â—â—d would you love me then Ruy. My soul not dearer Quisar Do some brave thing that may entice me that way â—omething of such a meritorious goodness Of such an unmatcht nobleness that I may know â—ou have a power beyond ours that preserves you T is not the person nor the royal title Not wealth nor glory that I look upon That inward man I love that 's lin'd with virtue That well deserving soul works out a favor 〈◊〉 have many Princes suiters many great ones Yet above these I love you you are valiant 〈◊〉 active man able to build a fortune 〈◊〉 do not say I dote nor meane to marry Only the hope is something may be done That may compel my faith and ask my freedome And leave opinion fair Ruy. Command dear Lady And let the danger be as deep as Hell As direful to attempt Quisar Y' are too sudden 〈◊〉 mâ—st be rul'd by you find out a fortune â—isely and hansomely examine time â—â—d court occasion that she may be ready A thousand uses for your forward spirit 〈◊〉 may find daily be sure ye take a good one A brave and worthy one that may advance ye Forc'd smiles reward poor dangers you are a Soldier I wou'd not talke so else and I love a Soldier And that that speaks him true and great his valor Yet for all these which are but Womens follies You may do what you please I shall still know ye And though ye weare no Sword Ru. Excellent Lady When I grow so cold and disgrace my Nation That from their hardy nurses suck adventures 'T were fit I wore a Tombstone you have read to me
absolute Lisimachus Our power and Titles meet before we are but A shadow and to give you that were nothing Lis Excellent Queen My love took no original from State Or the desire of other greatness Above what my birth may challenge modestly I love your virtues mercenary souls Are taken with advancement you 've an Empire Within you better than the worlds to that Looks my ambition Qu. T'other is not Sir To be despis'd Cosmography allows Epire a place i' th' Map and know till I Possess what I was born to and alone Do grasp the Kingdoms Scepter I account My self divided he that marries me Shall take an obsolute Queen to his warm bosom My temples yet are naked until then Our Loves can be but compliments and wishes Yet very hearty ones Lis I apprehend Qu. Your Father Enter Cassander and Seleucus Cas Madam a Gentleman has an humble suit Qu. 'T is in your power to grant you are Protector I am not yet a Queen Cas How 's this Lis I shall expound her meaning Qu. Why kneel you Sir Sel. Madam to reconcile two families That may unite both Counsels and their blood To serve your Crown Qu. Macarius and Eubulus That beare inveterate malice to each other It grew as I have heard upon the question Which some of either family had made Which of their Fathers was the best Commander If we believe our stories they have both Deserved well of our state and yet this quarrel Has cost too many lives a severe faction Sel But I 'll propound a way to plant a quiet And peace in both our houses which are torn With their dissentions and lose the glory Of their great names my blood speaks my relation To Eubulus and I wish my veins were emptied To appease their war Qu. Thou hast a noble soul This is a charity above thy youth And it flows bravely from thee name the way Sel. In such a desperate cause a little stream Of blood might purge the foulness of their hearts If you 'll prevent a deluge Qu. Be particular Sel. Let but your Majesty consent that two May with their personal valour undertake The honor of their family and determine Their difference Qu. This rather will inlarge Their hate and be a means to call more blood Into the stream Sel. Not if both families Agree and swear Qu. And who shall be the Champions Sel. I beg the honor for Eubulus cause To be ingag'd if any for Macarius Worthy to wager heart with mine accept it I am confident Arcadius For honor would direct me to his sword Will not deny to stake against my life His own if you vouchsafe us priviledge Qu. You are the expectation and top boughs Of both your houses it would seem injustice To allow a civil war to cut you off And your selves the instruments besides You appear a soldier Arcadius Hath no acquaintance yet with rugged war More fit to drill a Lady than expose His body to such dangers a small wound I' th' head may spoil the method of his hair Whose curiosity exacts more time Than his devotion and who knows but he May lose his ribond by it in his lock Dear as his Saint with whom he would exchange His head for her gay colours then his band May he disorder'd and transform'd from Lace To Cutwork his rich cloaths be discomplexioned With bloud beside the infashionable slashes And at the next Festival take Physick Or put on black and mourn for his slain breeches His hands cas'd up in gloves all night and sweet Pâ—â—atum the next day may be endangerd'd To blisters with a sword how can he stand Upon his guard who hath Fidlers in his head To which his feet must ever be a dancing Beside a falsify may spoil his cringe Or making of a leg in which consists Much of his Court-perfection Sel. Is this Character Bestow'd on him Qu. It something may concern the Gentleman Whom if you please to challenge To Dance play on the Lute or Sing Sel. Some Ketch Qu. He shall not want those will maintain him For any sum Sel. You are my Sovereign I dare not think yet I must speak somewhat I shall burst else I have no skill in Jiggs Nor Tumbling Qu. How Sir Sel. Nor was I born a Minstrel and in this you have So infinitely disgrac'd Arcadius But that I have heard another Character And with your royal Licence do believe it I should not think him worth my killing Qu. Your killing Sel. Does she not jeer me I shall talk treason presently I find it At my tongues end already this is an Affront I 'll leave her Qu. Come back do you know Arcadius Sel. I ha' chang'd but little breath with him our persons Admit no familiarity we were Born to live both at distance yet I ha' seen him Fight and fight bravely Qu. When the spirit of Wine Made his brain valiant he fought bravely Sel. Although he be my enemy should any Of the gay flies that buzze about the Court Sit to catch trouts i' th' summer tell me so â— durst in any presence but your own Qu. What Sel. Tell him he were not honest Qu. I see Selecus thou art resolute And I but wrong'd Arcadius your first Request is granted you shall fight and he That conquers be rewarded to confirm First place and honor to his Family Is it not this you plead for Sel. You are gracious Qu. Lisimachus Lis Madam Cas She has granted then Sel. With much ado Cas I wish thy sword may open His wanton veins Macarius is too popular And has taught him to insinuate Qu. It shall But haste the confirmation of our loves And ripen the delights of marriage Seleucus Exit cum Sel. Lis As I guest It cannot be too soon Cas To morrow then we crown her and invest My Son with Majesty 't is to my wishes â—eget a race of Princes my Lisimachus Lis First let us marry Sir Cas Thy brow was made To wear a golden circle I 'm transported Thou shalt rule her and I will govern thee Lis Although you be my Father that will not Concern my obedience as I take it Enter Philocles Lisander and Antigonus Gentlemen Prepare your selves for a solemnity Will turn the Kingdom into triumph Epire Look fresh to morrow 't will become your duties In all your glory to attend the Queen At her Coronation she is pleased to make The next day happy in our Calendar My office doth expire and my old blood Renews with thought on 't Phi. How 's this Ant. Crown'd to morrow Lisa And he so joyful to resign his Regency There 's some trick in 't I do not like these hasty Proceedings and whirls of state they have commonâ— As strange and violent effects well heaven save the Queen Phi. Heaven save the Queen say I and send her a sprightly Bed-fellow for the Protector let him pray for Himself he is like to have no benefit of my devotion Cas But this doth quicken my old heart Lisimachus
attend upon the Gentlewoman and see she want no good thing in the house good-night with all my heart forsooth good Lord how you are grown is he not Alexander 〈◊〉 Alex. Yes truly he 's shot up finely God be thanked Mer. An ill weed Mother will do so Alex. You say true Sir an ill weed grows apace Mer. Alexander the sharp you take very quickly Moth. Nay I can tell you Alexander will do it do you read madcap still Alex. Sometimes forsooth Moth. But faith Son what Countreys have you travell'd Mer. Why many Mother as they lay before me France Spain Italy and Germany and other Provinces that I am sure you are not better'd by when you hear of them Moth. And can you these tongues perfectly Mer. Of some a little Mother Moth. Pray spout some French Son Mer. You understand it not and to your ears 't will goe like an unshod cart upon the stones only a rough unhandsome sound Moth. I would fain hear some French Alex. Good Sir speak some French to my Mistriss Mer. At your intreaty Alexander I will who shall I speak to Alex. If your worship will do me the favour Sir to me Mer. Mounseir Poultron Coukew Cullione Besay Man cur Alex. Awe Mounseir Moth. Ha ha ha this fine indeed gods blessing on thy heart Son by my troth thou art grown a proper Gentleman cullen and pullen good god what awkeward words they use beyond the seas ha ha ha Alex. Did not I answer right Mer. Yes good Alexander if you had done so too But good Mother I am very hungry and have rid far to day and am fasting Moth. You shall have your supper presently my sweet Son Mer. As soon as you please which once ended I 'll go and visit you sick Gentlewoman Moth. Come then Exeunt Enter Antonio like a Post with a Letter Ant. I have ridden like a fury to make up this work and I will do it bravely e'r I leave it this is the house I am sure Enter Alexander Alex. Who wou'd you speak with Sir Ant. Marry Sir I would speak with a Gentlewoman came this night late here from the City I have some Letters of importance to her I am a Post Sir and would be dispach'd in haste Alex. Sir cannot I deliver ' em for the truth is she 's ill and in her chamber Ant. Pray pardon me I must needs speak with her my business is so weighty Alex. I 'll tell her so and bring you present word Ant. Pray do so and I 'll attend her pray god the grief of my imagined death spoil not what I intend I hope it will not Alex. Though she be very ill and desires no trouble Yet if your business be so urgent you may come up and speak with her Ant. I thank you Sir I follow you Exit Alex Enter Wife Wife What should this fellow be i' th' name of Heaven that comes with such post business sure my Husband hath reveal'd himself and in this haste sent after me are you the Post my friend Enter Antonio Ant. Yes forsooth Mistriss Wife What good news hast thou brought me gentle Post For I have woe and grief too much already Ant. I would you had less Mistriss I could wish it beshrew my heart she moves me cruelly Wife Have I found you once more Jugler well Jewel thou hast only virtue in thee of all I read of yet what ears has this ass to betray him with well what 's youâ— business then Ant. I have brought a Letter from your servant Mistriss in haste Wife Pray give it me I hope the best still Ant. This is the upshot and I know I have hit it Well if the spirits of the dead do walk I shall Hear more of this one hundred years hence Wife By any means you must have special care for noâ— the City is possest for certain my Master is made away which for ought I know is truth indeed good Mistriss leavâ— your grief and see your danger and let that wise and noble Gentleman with whom you are be your right hand iâ— all things Ant. Now do I know I have the better on 't by the laâ—â—guishing of her eye at this near instant 't is still simming iâ— her blood in coyning somewhat to turn Mercury I knoâ— it Wife He is my Husband and 't is reasonable he shoulâ— command in all things since he will be an ass against thâ— hair at his own peril be it in the morn you shall have pacquet till when I must intreat you stay you shall not loâ— by it Ant. I do not doubt it Mistriss I 'll leave you to youâ— rest and wait your pleasure Wife Do and seek out the Gentleman of the house bâ—â— him come to me presently Ant. Who Mr. Mercury Wife Do you know him Post Ant. Only by sight forsooth now I remember your seâ—vant will'd me to let you know he is the only man you aâ—â— and your fortunes are now to rest upon Wife Prethee no more I know all this already Ant. I 'll take my leave now I am made for ever Exâ—â— Wife Good night I am provided for you my fine youtâ— Exâ—â— Enter Mother beating Viola Alexander with a broken Glass Mother I 'll make thee have more care Viola Good Mistriss pardon me Moth. Thou 'lt ne'r be good I warrant thee can your fiâ— fingers hold no faster Viola Indeed it was against my will Moth. Alexander let 's see the glass as I am true kirsome woman it is one of the chrystal glasses my Cosin sent me and the baggage hath broke it where it cannot be mended Alexander can Humphrey mend this think you Alex. No truly this will ne'er be mended Vio. Truly I meant but to wash it for the Gentlewoman that is sick above and shaking out the water knockt it against the pail side Moth. Did you so be sure I 'll stop it 't will make a good gap in your quarters wages I can tell you Viola I pray forgive me and let me have no wages this first quarter Moth. Go whimling and fetch two or three grating loaves out of the Kitching to make Ginger-bread of 't is such an untoward thing Exit Viola Alex. She 's somewhat simple indeed she knew not what a kimnel was she wants good nurture mightily Moth. My Son tells me Alexander that this young widow means to sojourn here she offers largely for her board I may offer her good cheer prethee make a step i' th' morning down to the Parsonage for some Pigeons what are you mad there what noise is that are you at bowls within why do you whine Enter Viola weeping Vio. I have done another fault I beseech you sweet Mistriss forgive me Moth. What 's the matter Vio. As I was reaching for the bread that lay upon the shelf I have thrown down the minc'd meat that should have made the pies to morrow Moth. Get thee out of my house thou filthy destroying Harlot thou I 'll not keep thee an
Where are the Sailors that kept her Boats Here here in in the mutiny to take up money And left no creature left the Boat ashore too This Gold this damn'd enticing Gold 2 Sail How the wind drives her As if it vied to force her from our furies La-m. Come back good old men Fran. Good honest men come back Tib. The wind 's against ye speak louder La-m. Ye shall have all your Gold again they see us Tib. Hold up your hands and kneel And howl ye block-heads they 'll have compassion on ye Yes yes 't is very likely ye have deserv'd it D' ye look like dogs now Are your mighty courages abated Alb. I bleed apace Tibalt Tib. Retire Sir and make the best use of our miseries They but begin now Enter Aminta Amint. Are ye alive still Alb. Yes sweet Tib. Help him off Lady And wrap him warm in your arms Here 's something that 's comfortable off with him handsomely I 'll come to ye straight but vex these rascals a little Exit Albert Aminta Fran. Oh I am hungry and hurt and I am weary Tib. Here 's a Pestle of a Portigue Sir 'T is excellent meat with four sauce And here 's two Chains suppose 'em Sausages Then there wants Mustard But the fearful Surgeon will supply ye presently La-m. Oh for that Surgeon I shall die else Tib. Faith there he lies in the same pickle too Surg. My Salves and all my Instruments are lost And I am hurt and starv'd Good Sir seek for some herbs Tib. Here 's Herb-graceless will that serve Gentlemen will ye go to supper All. Where 's the meat Tib. Where 's the meat what a Veal voice is there Fran. Would we had it Sir or any thing else Tib. I would now cut your throat you dog But that I wo'not doe you such a courtesie To take you from the benefit of starving Oh! what a comfort will your worship have some three days hence Ye things beneath pitty Famine shall be your harbinger You must not look for Down-beds here Nor Hangings though I could wish ye strong ones Yet there be many lightsome cool Star-chambers Open to every sweet air I 'll assure ye Ready provided for ye and so I 'll leave ye Your first course is serv'd expect the second Exit Fran. A vengeance on these Jewels La-m. Oh! this cursed Gold Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Albert Aminta Alb. ALas dear soul ye faint Amint. You speak the language Which I should use to you heaven knows my weakness Is not for what I suffer in my self But to imagine what you endure and to what fate Your cruel Stars reserve ye Alb. Do not add to my afflictions By your tender pitties sure we have chang'd Sexes You bear calamity with a fortitade Would become a man I like a weak girl suffer Amint. Oh but your wounds How fearfully they gape and every one To me is a Sepulchre if I lov'd truly Wise men affirm that true love can do no wonders These bath'd in my warm tears would soon be cur'd And leave no orisice behind pray give me leave To play the Surgeon and bind 'em up The raw air rankles ' em Alb. Sweet we want means Amint. Love can supply all wants Alb. What have ye done Sweet Oh sacriledge to beauty there 's no hair Of these pure locks by which the greatest King Would not be gladly bound and love his Fetters Amint. Oh Albert I offer this sacrifice of service To the Altar of your staid temperance and still adore it When with a violent hand you made me yours I curs'd the doer but now I consider How long I was in your power and with what honor You entertain'd me it being seldom seen That youth and heat of bloud could e'r prescribe Laws to it self your goodness is the Lethe In which I drown your injuries and now live Truly to serve ye how do you Sir Receive you the least ease from my service If you do I am largely recompenc'd Alb. You good Angels That are ingag'd when mans ability fails To reward goodness look upon this Lady Though hunger gripes my croaking entrails Yet when I kiss these Rubies methinks I 'm at a Banquet a refreshing Banquet Speak my bless'd one art not hungry Amint. Indeed I could eat to bear you company Alb. Blush unkind nature If thou hast power or being to hear Thy self and by such innocence accus'd Must print a thousand kinds of shame upon Thy various face canst thou supply a drunkard And with a prodigal hand reach choice of Wines Till he cast up thy blessings or a glutton That robs the Elements to sooth his palat And only eats to beget appetite Not to be satisfied and suffer here A Virgin which the Saints would make their guest To pine for hunger ha if my sence Horns within Deceive me not these Notes take Being From the breath of men confirm me my Aminta Again this way the gentle wind conveys it to us Hear you nothing Amint. Yes it seems free hunters Musick Alb. Still 't is louder and I remember the Portugals Inform'd us they had often heard such sounds But ne'r could touch the shore from whence it came Follow me my Aminta my good genius Shew me the way still still we are directed When we gain the top of this near rising hill We shall know further Exit And Enter above Alb. Courteous Zephyrus On his dewy wings carries persumes to cheer us The air clears too And now we may discern another Island And questionless the seat of fortunate men Oh that we could arrive there Amint. No Albert 't is not to be hop'd This envious Torrent 's cruelly interpos'd We have no vessel that may transport us Nor hath nature given us wings to flie Alb. Better try all hazards Than perish here remediless I feel New vigor in me and a spirit that dares More than a man to serve my fair Aminta These Arms shall be my oars with which I 'll swim And my zeal to save thy innocent self Like wâ—â—gs shall bear me up above the brackish waves Amint. Will ye then leave me Alb. Till now I ne'er was wretched My best Aminta I swear by goodness 'T is nor hope nor fear of my self that invites me To this extream 't is to supply thy wants and believe me Though pleasure met me in most ravishing forms And happiness courted me to entertain her I would nor eat nor sleep till I return'd And crown'd thee with my fortunes Amin. Oh but your absence Alb. Suppose it but a dream and as you may Endeavour to take rest and when that sleep Deceives your hunger with imagin'd food Think you have sent me for discovery Of some most fortunate Continent yet unknown Which you are to be Queen of And now ye Powers that e'er heard Lovers Prayers Or cherisht pure affection look on him That is your Votary and make it known Against all stops you can defend your own Exit Enter Hippolita
of me and my manners That you will not deny they are your equals Cesar Angry Claris I have reason but in cold blood tell me Had we not one Father Cesar Yes and Mother too Claris And he a Soldier Cesar True Claris If I then borrow A little of the boldness of his temper Imparting it to such as may deserve it However indulgent to your selves you brothers Allow no part of freedom to your Sisters I hope 't will not pass for a crime in me To grant access and speech to noble suitors And you escape for innocent that descend To a thing so far beneath you Are you touch'd Why did you think that you had Giges Ring Or the Herb that gives invisibility Or that Biancha's name had ne'er been mention'd The fair Maid of the grand Osteria brother Cesar No more Claris A little brother Your night walks And offer'd presents which coy she contemn'd Your combats in disguises with your Rivals Brave Muletiers Scullions perfum'd with grease And such as want meat for Cats must be remembred And all this pother for a common trull A tempting sign and curiously set forth To draw in riotous guests a thing expos'd To every Russians rude assault and subject For a poor salary to a rich mans lust Though made up of diseases Cesar Will you end yet Claris And this a Mistriss for Albertus Son One that I should call Sister Cesar Part not with Your modesty in this violent heat the truth is For you shall be my Confessor I love her But virtuously report that gives her out Only for fair and adds not she is chaste Detracts much from her for indeed she is Though of a low condition compos'd Of all those graces dames of highest birth Though rich in natures bounties should be proud of But leave her and to you my nearest care My dearest best Clarissa Do not think For then you wrong me I wish you should live A barren Virgin life I rather aim at A noble Husband that may make you mother Of many children one that when I know him Worth your embraces I may serve and sue too And therefore scorn not to acquaint me with That man that happy man you please to favour Claris I ever purpos'd it for I will like With your allowance Cesa As a pawn of this Receive this Ring but e'r you part with it On any terms be certain of your choice And make it known to me Enter Servants with Lights Alberto Baptista Mariana Mentivole Claris You have my hand sor't Cesar Which were it not my Sisters I should kiss With too much heat Claris My Father and his guests Sir Alber. Oh my old friend my tri'd friend my Bapties These days of rest and feasting sute not with Our tougher natures those were golden ones Which were enjoy'd at Sea that 's our true Mother The Land 's to us a step-dame there we sought Honor and wealth through dangers yet those dangers Delighted more than their rewards though great ones And worth the undertakers here we study The Kitchin Arts to sharpen appetite Dull'd with abundance and dispute with Heaven If that the least puff of the rough North-wind Blast our times burthen rendring to our Palats The charming juice less pleasing whereas there If we had Bisket powder'd flesh fresh water We thought them Persian delicates and for Musick If a strong gale but made the main yard crack We danc'd to the loud Minstrel Bapt. And fear'd less So far we were in love with noble action A tempest than a calm Alber 'T is true Baptista There there from mutual aids lent to each other And virtuous emulation to exceed In manly daring the true School of friendship We learnt those principles which confirm'd us friends Never to be forgot Baptist Never I hope Alber. We were married there for bells the roaring Canon A loud proclaim'd it lawful and a prize Then newly ta'en and equally divided Serv'd as a dowry to you then stil'd my wife And did enable me to be a Husband Fit to encounter so much wealth though got With bloud and horror Maria. If so got 't is fit Sir Now you possess it that you should enjoy it In peace and quiet I your Son and Daughter That reap the harvest of your winters labour Though debtors for it yet have often trembled When in way of discourse you have related How you came by it Alber. Trembled how the softness Of your sex may excuse you I 'll not argue But to the world howe'er I hold thee noble I should proclaim this boy some cowards bastard And not the Image of Albertus youth If when some wish'd occasion calls him forth To a brave trial one weak artery Of his should show a fever though grim death Put on a thousand dreadful shapes to fright him The Elements the Sea and all the Winds We number on our compass then conspiring To make the Scaene more ghastly I must have thee Sirrah I must â—f once you grapple with An enemies ship to board her though you see The desperate Gunner ready to give fire And blow the deck uâ— or like Caesar's Soldier Thy hands like his cut off hang by the teeth And die undaunted Maria. I even die to hear you My son my lov'd Cesario run such hazards Bless'd Saints forbid it you have done enough Already for one family that rude way I 'll keep him safe at home and train him up A compleat Courtier may I live to see him By sweet discourse and gracious demeanor Winn and bring home a fair Wife and a rich 'T is all I rest ambitious of Alber. A Wife As if there were a course to purchase one Prevailing more than honourable action Or any Intercessors move so far To take a Mistriss of a noble spirit As the true fame of glorious victories Atchiev'd by sweat and bloud Oh the brave dames Of warlike Genoua they had eyes to see The inward man and only from his worth Courage and conquests the blind Archer knew To head his shafts or light his quenched Torch They were proof against them else No Carpet Knight That spent his youth in Groves or pleasant Bowers Or stretching on a Couch his lazy limbs Sung to his Lute such soft and melting Notes As Ovid nor Anacreon ever knew Could work on them nor once bewitch'd their sense Though he came so perfund as he had robb'd Sabea or Arabia of their wealth And stor'd it in one sute â— still remember And still remember it with joy Baptista When from the rescue of the Genoua Fleet Almost surpriz'd by the Venetian Gallies Thou didst return and wert receiv'd in triumph How lovely in thy honor'd wounds and scars Thou didst appear what worlds of amorous glances The beauties of the City where they stood Fix'd like so many of the fairest stars Shot from their windows at thee how it fir'd Their blouds to see the enemies captive stream Born through the streets nor could chaste Juliana The Duke's fair Neece though guarded with
I 'll provide my self of another moveable and we will most purely retire our selves to Geneva Foro. Thou art the compass I sail by Enter Baptista and Mentivole Bap. Was ever expectation of so Noble A requital answered with such contumely A wild Numidian that had suck'd a Tigress Would not have been so barbarous Did he threat To cut thy hand off Ment. Yes Sir and his slaves were ready to perform 't Bapt. What hind'red it Meut Only his sons intreaty Bapt. Noble youth I wish thou wert not of his blood thy pitty Gives me a hope thou art not Ment. You mistake Sir The injury that followed from the son Was worse than the fathers he did first disarme And took from me a Jewel which I prize Above my hand or life Bap. Take thy sword from thee He stole it like a Thief rather he could not I' th' Field deprive thee of it Ment. He took it from me And sent me forth so thin and so unmade up As if I had been a Foot-boy Bap. O my fury I must now ask thee forgiveness that my rashness Bred out of too much friendship did expose thee To so eminent a danger which I vow I will revenge on the whole Family All the calamities of my whole life My banishment from Genoa my wifes loss Compar'd to this indignity is nothing Their Family shall repair 't it shall be to them Like a plague when the Dog-star reigns most hot An Italian's revenge may pause but 's ne'er forgot Exit Ment. I would I had conceal'd this from my Father For my interest in Clarissa my care now Must be to untangle this division That our most equal flames may be united And from these various and perturbed streames Rise like a sweet Morn after terrible dreams Exit Enter Clarissa and Caesario Clar. Brother I am happy in your recovery Caes And I Sister am ever best pleased in your happiness But I miss a toy should be on your finger Clar. My Ring this morning when I wash't I put it off 't is in my Window Ces Where 's your Looking-glass Clar. Here Sir Ces 'T is a fair one Clar. 'T is pure Chrystal Ces Can a Diamond cut in Crystal let me see I 'll grave my name in 't Clar. Oh you 'll spoyl my glass Would you not have your brother in your eye Ces I had thought he had been Planted in your heart Look you the Diamond cuts quaintly you are cozen'd Your Chrystal is too britle Clar. 'T is the Ring I gave unto Mentivole sure the same You put me to amazement Sir and horror How came you by that Ring Ces Does the blood rise Clar. Pray Sir resolve me O for pitty do And take from me a trembling at the heart That else will kill me for I too much fear Nothing but Death could ravish it from his hand That wore it Cesar Was it given to Mentivola on that condition Clar. Tell me of his health first And then I 'll tell you any thing Cesar By my life he 's well In better health than I am Clar. Then it was Sir Cesar Then shall I ever hate thee Oh thou false one Hast thou a Faith to give unto a friend And break it to a brother Did I not By all the tyes of blood importune thee Never to part with it without my knowledge Thou might'st have given it to a Muliter And made a contract with him in a stable At as cheap a price of my vengeance never more Shall a Womans trust beguile me You are all Like Relicks you may well be look't upon But come a Man to 'th handling of you once You fall in pieces Clar. Dear Sir I have no way Look't either beneath reason or my self In my election there 's parity in our blood And in our fortunes antient amity Betwixt our parents to which wants nothing But the Fruit of blest Marriage between us To add to their posterities nor does now Any impeachment rise except the sad And unexpected quarrel which divided So noble and so excellent a friendship Which as I ne'er had Magick to foresee So I could not prevent Caesar Well you must give me leave To have a hand in your disposing I shall In the absence of my Father be your Guardian His Suit must pass through my office Mentivole He has too much of my blood already he has And he get's no more of 't Wherefore weep you Mother Enter Mariana and a Sailor Marian. 'T is occasion'd by a sorrow Wherein you have a Child's part and the mainest Your Father 's dead Caesar Dead Marian. There 's one can relate the rest Sailor I can Sir your Father 's drown'd Most unfortunately drown'd Caesar How In a tempest Sailor No Sir in a calm Calm as this evening the Gunner being drunk Forgot to fasten the Ordnance to their ports When came a sudden gust which tumbled them All to the Starboord side o'erturn'd the Ship And sunk her in a moment some six men That were upon the deck were sav'd the rest Perish'd with your Father Claris O my dearest Father Cesar I pray thee leave us Maria. I have a sorrow of another nature equal to the former Cesar And most commonly they come together Maria. The Family of the Baptisti Are grown to faction and upon distast Of the injury late offer'd in my house Have vow'd a most severe and fell revenge ' Gainst all our family but especially ' Gainst you my dear Caesario Caesar Let them threat I am prepar'd to oppose them Maria. And is your loss then Of so easie an estimation What comfort Have I but in your life and your late danger Presents afore me what I am to suffer Should you miscarry therefore I 'll advise you When the Funeral is over you would travel Both to prevent their fury and wear out th' injury Caesar No Mother I will not travel So in my absence he may marry my Sister I will not travel certain Maria. O my Cesario Whom I respect and love 'bove my own life Indeed with a kind of dotage he shall never Go forth o' doors but the contrary faction Will indanger 's life and then am I most wretched I am thinking of a strange prevention Which I shall witness with a bleeding eye Fondness sometimes is worse than cruelty Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Host Hostess and Bianca Host HAunted my house is haunted with goblins I shall be frighted out of my wits and set up a sign only to invite Carriers and Foot-posts scar-crows to keep off the Cavalry and Gentry of the best rank I will nail up my doors and wall up my Girle wife like an Anchoress or she will be ravisht before our faces by rascalls and cacafugo's wife cacafugo's Hostess These are your In-comes remember your own proverb the savor of every gain smelt sweet thank no body but your self for this trouble Host No gauling dear Spouse no gauling every days new vexation abates me two inches in the waste terrible
days he was not seen Tim. I 'll hold my hold I could bolt him in an hour Leon. Where 's my Daughter Dori. About the purging of the Temples Sir Leon. She 's chaste and virtuous fetch her to me And tell her I am pleas'd to grant her now Her last request without repenting me Exit Nis Be it what it will she is wise Dorialus And will not press me farther than a Father Dor. I pray the best may follow yet if your Grace Had taken the opinions of your people At least of such whose wisdoms ever wake About your safety I may say it Sir Under your noble pardon that this change Either had been more honor to the gods Or I think not at all Sir the Princess Enter Hidaspes Nisus and Zoylus Leon. Oh my Daughter my health And did I say my soul I ly'd not Thou art so near me speak and have whatever Thy wise Will leads thee too had I a Heaven It were too poor a place for such a goodness Dor. What 's here Agen. An Apes skin stuft I think 't is so plump Hida. Sir you have past your word Still be a Prince and hold you to it Wonder not I press you my life lies in your word If you break that you have broke my heart I must ask That 's my shame and your Will must not deny me Now for Heaven be not forsworn Leon. By the gods I will not I cannot were there no other power Than my love call'd to a witness of it Dor. They have much reason to trust You have forsworn one of 'em out o' th' countrey already Hida. Then this is my request This Gent. Be not ashamed Sir You are worth a Kingdom Leon. In what Hida. In the way of marriage Leon. How Hida. In the way of marriage it must be so Your oath is ti'd to Heaven as my love to him Leon. I know thou dost but try my age Come ask again Hida. If I should ask all my life-time this is all still Sir I am serious I must have this worthy man without enquiring why and suddenly and freely Doe not look for reason or obedience in my words my Love admits no wisdom Only haste and hope hangs on my fury Speak Sir speak but not as a Father I am deaf and dull to counsel inflamed blood Hears nothing but my Will For Gods sake speak Dor. Here 's a brave alteration Nis This comes of Chastity Hida. Will not you speak Sir Agen. The god begins his vengeance what a sweet youth he has sent us here with a pudding in 's belly Leon. Oh let me never speak Or with my words let me speak out my life Thou power abus'd great Love whose vengeance now we feel and fear have mercy on this Land Nis How does your Grace Leon. Sick very sick I hope Dor. Gods comfort you Hida. Will not you speak is this your Royal word Do not pull perjurie upon your soul Sir you are old and near your punishment remember Leon. Away base woman Hidas Then be no more my Father but a plague I am bound to pray against be any sin May force me to despair and hang my self Be thy name never more remembred King But in example of a broken faith And curst even to forgetfulness May thy Land bring forth such Monsters as thy Daughter is I am weary of my rage I pray forgive me And let me have him will you Noble Sir Leon. Mercy mercy heaven Thou heir of all dishonor shamest thou not to draw This little moisture lest for life thus rudely from me Carry that slave to death Zoy. For heavens sake Sir it is no fault of mine That she will love me Leon. To death with him I say Hida. Then make haste Tyrant or I 'll be for him This is the way to Hell Leon. Hold fast I charge you away with him Hida. Alas old man Death hath more doors than one And I will meet him Exit Hida. Leon. Dorialus Pray see her in her chamber And lay a guard about her The greatest curse the gods lay on our frailties Is Will and Disobedience in our Issues Which we beget as well as them to plague us With our fond loves Beasts you are only blest That have that happy dulness to forget What you have made your young ones grieve not you They wander where they list and have their ways Without dishonor to you and their ends Fall on 'em without sorrow of their Parents Or after ill remembrance Oh this Woman Would I had made my self a Sepulcher When I made her Nephew where is the Prince Pray God he have not more part of her baseness Than of her bloud about him Gentlemen where is he Isin I know not Sir H 'as his ways by himself is too wise for my company Leon. I do not like this hiding of himself From such society as his person Some of it ye needs must know Isme I am sure not I nor have known twice this ten days which if I were as proud as some of 'em I should take scurvily but he is a young man Let him have this swinge 't will make him Timantus whispers to the Duke There 's some good matter now in hand How the slave jeers and grins the Duke is pleas'd There 's a new pair of Scarlet Hose now and as much Money to spare as will fetch the old from pawn a Hat and a Cloak to goe out to morrow Garters and Stockings come by nature Leon. Be sure of this Tima. I durst not speak else Sir Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Cornets Descend Cupid Cupid LEucippus thou art shot through with a shaft That will not rankle long yet sharp enough To sow a world of helpless misery In this unhappy Kingdom dost thou think Because thou art a Prince to make a part Against my power but it is all the fault Of thy old Father who believes â—his age Is cold enough to quench my burning Darts But he shall know e'r long that my smart loose Can thaw Ice and inflame the wither'd heart Of Nestor thou thy self art lightly struck But his mad love shall publish that the rage Of Cupid has the power to conquer Age. Exit Enter Bacha and Leucippus Bacha a Handkerchief Leu. Why what 's the matter Bacha Have you got the spoil You thirsted for Oh tyrannie of men Leu. I pray thee leave Bacha Your envy is Heaven knows Beyond the reach of all our feeble sex What pain alas could it have been to you If I had kept mine honor you might still Have been a Prince and still this Countreys Heir That innocent Guard which I till now had kept For my defence my virtue did it seem So dangerous in a State that your self came to suppress it Leu. Drie thine eyes again I 'll kiss thy tears away This is but folly 't is past all help Bacha Now you have won the treasure 'T is my request that you would leave me thus And never see these empty Walls
does he mean Some good god help me at the worst how dost thou Let not thy misery vex me thou shalt have What thy poor heart can wish I am a Prince And I will keep thee in the gayest cloaths And the finest things that ever pretty boy had given him Vra I know you well enough Feth I am dying and now you know all too Leu. But stir up thy self look what a Jewel here is See how it glisters what a pretty shew Will this make in thy little ear ha speak Eat but a bit and take it Vra Do you not know me Leu. I prethee mind thy health why that 's well said my good boy smile still Vra I shall smile till death an I see you I am Vrania your Sister-in-law Leu. How Vra I am Vrania Leu. Dulness did seize me now I know thee well Alas why cam'st thou hither Vra Feth for love I would not let you know till I was dying for you could not love me my Mother was so naught Leu. I will love thee or any thing what wilt Thou leave me as soon as I know thee Speak one word to me alas she 's past it She will ne'er speak more What noise is that it is no matter who Enter Ismenus with the Lords Comes on me now What worse than mad are you That seek out sorrows if you love delights Begone from hence Isme Sir for you we come as Soldiers to revenge the wrongs you have suffer'd under this naughty creature what shall be done with her say I am ready Leu. Leave her to Heaven brave Cosin they shall tell her how she has sinn'd against 'em my hand shall never be stain'd with such base bloud live wicked Mother that reverend Title be your pardon for I will use no extremity against you but leave you to Heaven Bacha Hell take you all or if there be a place Of torment that exceeds that get you thither And till the devils have you may your lives Be one continued plague and such a one That knows no friends nor ending May all ages that shall succeed curse you as I do And if it be possible I ask it heaven That your base issues may be ever Monsters That must for shame of nature and succession Be drown'd like dogs Would I had breath to please you Leu. Would you had love within you and such grief As might become a Mother look you there Know you that face that was Vrania These are the fruits of those unhappy Mothers That labour with such horrid births as you do If you can weep there 's cause poor innocent Your wickedness has kill'd her I 'll weep for you Isme Monstrous woman Mars would weep at this and yet she cannot Leu. Here lies your Minion too slain by 〈◊〉 I will not say you are the cause yet certain I know you were too blame the gods forgive you Isme See she stands as if she were inventing Some new destruction for the world Leu. Ismenus thou art welcome yet to my sad company Isme I come to make you somewhat sadder Sir Leu. You cannot I am at the height already Isme Your Fathers dead Leu. I thought so Heaven be with him Oh woman woman weep now or never thou hast made more sorrows than we have eyes to utter Bac. Now let Heaven fall I am at the worst of evils a a thing so miserably wretched that every thing the last of humane comforts hath left me I will not be so base and cold to live and wait the mercies of these men I hate no 't is just I die since fortune hath left me my step discent attends me hand strike thou home I have soul enough to guide and let all know as I stood a Queen the same I 'll fall and one with me She stabs the Prince with a knife Leu. Ho. Isme How do you Sir Leu. Nearer my health than I think any here my tongue begins to faulter what is man or who would be one when he sees a poor weak woman can in an instant make him none Dor. She is dead already Isme Let her be damn'd already as she is post all for Surgeons Leu. Let not a man stirr for I am but dead I have some few words which I would have you hear And am afraid I shall want breath to speak 'em First to you my Lords you know Ismenus is Undoubtedly Heir of Lycia I do beseech you all When I am dead to shew your duties to him Lords We vow to do 't Leu. I thank you Next to you Cosin Ismenus that shall be the Duke I pray you let the broken Image of Cupid Be re-edified I know all this is done by him Isme It shall be so Leu. Last I beseech you that my Mother-in-law may have a burial according to Dies Isme To what Sir Dor. There is a full point Isme I will interpret for him she shall have burial according to her own deserts with dogs Dor. I would your Majesty would haste for setling of the people Isme I am ready Age. Goe and let the Trumpets sound Some mournful thing whilst we convey the body Of this unhappy Prince unto the Court And of that virtuous Virgin to a Grave But drag her to a ditch where let her lie Accurst whilst one man has a memory Exeunt Cupid's Speech The time now of my Revenge draws near Nor shall it lessen as I am a god With all the cries and prayers that have been And those that be to come though they be infinite In need and number The Two Noble Kinsmen The Persons represented in the Play Hymen Theseus Hippolita Sisters to Theseus Emelia Sisters to Theseus Nymphs Three Queens Three valiant Knights The two Noble Kinsmen in love with fair Emelia Palamon Arcite Perithous Jaylor His Daughter in love with Palamon Countreymen VVenches A Taborer Gerrold A Schoolmaster PROLOGUE Florish NEw Plays and Maidenheads are near a-kin Much follow'd both for both much money gi'n If they stand sound and well And a good Play Whose modest Scenes blush on his marriage day And shake to loose his honour is like hir That after holy Tie and first nights stir Yet still is Modesty and still retains More of the Maid to sight than Husbands pains We pray our Play may be so for I 'm sure It has a noble◠breeder and a pure A Learned and a Poet never went More famous yet 'twixt Po and silver Trent Chaucer of all admir'd the Story gives There constant to eternity it lives If we let fall the Nobleness of this And the first sound this Child hear be a hiss How will it shake the bones of that good man And make him cry from under-ground Oh fan From me the witless chaff of such a writer That blasts my Bayes and my fam'd Works makes lighter Than Robin Hood this is the fear we bring For to say Truth it were an endless thing And too ambitious to aspire to him Weak as we are and almost breathless swim In this
premeditating More than their actions But oh Jove your actions Soon as they move as Asprays do the fish Subdue before they touch think dear Duke think What beds our slain Kings have 2 Qu. What griefs our beds That our dear Lords have none 3. Qu. None fit for th' dead Those that with Cords Knives Drams precipitance Weary of this worlds light have to themselves Been deaths most horrid Agents humane grace Affords them dust and shadow 1 Qu. But our Lords Lie blist'ring 'fore the visitating Sun And were good Kings when living Thes It is true and I will give you comfort To give your dead Lords graves The which to do must make some work with Creon 1 Qu. And that work presents it self to th' doing Now 't will take form the heats are gone to morrow Then bootless toil must recompence it self With its own sweat Now he 's secure Not dretms we stand before your puissance Wrinching our holy begging in our eyes To make petition clear 2 Qu. Now you may take him Drunk with his victory 3 Qu. And his Army full Of Bread and sloth Thes Artesis that best knowest How to draw out fit to this enterprize The prim'st for this proceeding and the number To carry such a business forth and levy Our worthiest Instruments whilst we dispatch This grand act of our life this daring deed Of Fate in wedlock 1 Qu. Dowagers take hands Let us be Widows to our woes delay Commends us to a famishing hope All. Farewell 2 Qu. We come unseasonably But when could grief Cull forth as unpanged judgement can fit'st time For best solicitation Thes Why good Ladies This is a service whereto I am going Greater than any was it more imports me Than all the actions that I have foregone Or futurely can cope 1 Qu. The more proclaiming Our suit shall be neglected when her Arms Able to lock Jove from a Synod shall By warranting Moon-light corslet thee oh when Her twining Cherries shall their sweetness fall Upon thy tastful Lips what wilt thou think Of rotten Kings or blubber'd Queens what care For what thou feel'st not what thou feel'st being able To make Mars spurn his Drâ—m Oh if thou couch But one night with her every hour in 't will Take hostage of thee for a hundred and Thou shalt remember nothing more than what That Banquet bids thee too Hip. Though much unlike You should be so transported as much sorry I should be such a Suitor yet I think Did I not by th' abstaining of my joy Which breeds a deeper longing cure their surfeit That craves a present med'cine I should pluck All Ladies scandal on me Therefore Sir As I shall here make trial of my Prayers Either presuming them to have some force Or sentencing for ay their vigor dumb Prorogue this business we are going about and hang Your Shield afore your heart about that neck Which is my Fee and which I freely lend To do these poor Queens service All Queens Oh help now Our Cause cries for your knee Emil. If you grant not My Sister her petition in that force With that Celerity and nature which She makes it in from henceforth I 'll not dare To ask you anything nor be so hardy Ever to take a Husband Thes Pray stand up I am intreating of my self to do That which you kneel to have me Pyrithous Lead on the Bride get you and pray the gods For success and return omit not any thing In the pretended Celebration Queens Follow your Soldier as before hence you And at the banks of Anly meet us with The forces you can raise where we shall find The moiety of a number for a business More bigger look't since that our Theme is haste I stamp this kiss uppon thy currant Lip Sweet keep it as my token set you forward For I will see you gone Exeunt towards the Temple Farewel my beauteous Sister Pyrithous Keep the Feast full bate not an hour on 't Pyri Sir I 'll ollow you at heels The Feasts solemnity Shall want till your return Thes Cosin I charge you Budge not from Atheus we shall be returning E'r â—ou can end this Feast of which I pray you Ma e no abatement once more farewel all 1 Qu. Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o' th' world 1 Qu. And earnst a Deity equal with Mars 3 Qu. If not above him for Thou being but mortal makest affections bend To godlike honors they themselves some say Groan under such a Mast'ry Thes As we are men Thus should we doe being sensually subdu'd We loose our humane Title good cheer Ladies Florish Now turn we towards our Comforts Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Palamon and Arcite Arcite Dear Palamon dearer in Love than Blood And our prime Cosin yet unhard'ned in The Crimes of nature Let us leave the City Thebs and the temptings in 't before we further Sully our gloss of youth And here to keep in abstinence we shame As in Incontinence for not to swim I' th' aid o' th' current were almost to sink At least to frustrate striving and to follow The common stream 't would bring us to an Eddy Where we should turn or drown if labour through Our gain but life and weakness Pal. Your advice Is cry'd up with example what strange ruins Since first we went to School may we perceive Walking in Thebs Skars and bare weeds The gain o' th' Martialist who did propound To his bold ends honor and golden Ingots Which though he won he had not and now flurted By peace for whom he fought who then shall offer To Mars's so scorn'd Altar I doe bleed When such I meet and wish great Juno would Resume her antient fit of jealousie To get the Soldier work that peace might purge For her repletion and retain anew Her charitable heart now hard and harsher Than strife or war could be Arcite Are you not out Meet you no ruin but the Soldier in The crancks and turns of Thebs you did begin As if you met decaies of many kinds Perceive you none that do arouse your pity But th' unconsider'd Soldier Pal. Yes I pity Decaies where-e'er I find them but such most That sweating in an honourable toil Are paid with Ice to cool ' em Arcite 'T is not this I did begin to speak of this is virtue Of no respect in Thebs I spake of Thebs How dangerous if we will keep our honors It is for our residing where every evil Hath a good colour where ev'ry seeming good 's A certain evil where not to be ev'n jump As they are here were to be strangers and Such things to be meer Monsters Pal. 'T is in our power Unless we fear that Apes can Tutor's to Be Masters of our manners what need I Affect anothers gate which is not catching Where there is faith or to be fond upon Anothers way of speech when by mine own I may be reasonably conceiv'd sav'd too Speaking it truly why am I bound By any
To a deep crie of Dogs I dare not praise My seat in horsemanship yet they that knew me Would say it was my best peece last and greatest I would be thought a Soldier Thes You are perfect Pirith. Upon my soul a proper man Emilia He is so Per. How doe you like him Ladie Hip. I admire him I have not seen so young a man so noble If he say true of his sort Emil. Believe His mother was a wondrous handsome woman His face me thinks goes that way Hip. But his Body And firie mind illustrate a brave Father Per. Mark how his virtue like a hidden Sun Breaks through his baser garments Hip. He 's well got sure Thes What made you seek this place Sir Arc. Noble Theseus To purchase name and doe my ablest service To such a well-sound wonder as thy worth For only in thy Court of all the world Dwells fair-ey'd honor Per. All his words are worthy Thes Sir we are much endebted to your travell Nor shall you loose your wish Perithous Dispose of this faire Gentleman Perith. Thanks Theseus What ere you are y' are mine and I shall give you To a most noble service to this Lady This bright young Virgin Pray observe her goodness You have honour'd her fair birth-day with your virtues And as your due y' are hers kiss her fair hand Sir Arc. Sir y' are a noble Giver dearest Beautie Thus let me seal my vow'd faith when your Servant Your most unworthie Creature but offends you Command him die he shall Emil. That were too cruell If you deserve well Sir I shall soon see 't Y' are mine and somewhat better than your ranck I 'll use you Per. I 'll see you furnish'd and because you say You are a horseman I must needs intreat you This after noon to ride but 't is a rough one Arc. I like him better Prince I shall not then Freeze in my Saddle Thes Sweet you must be readie And you Emilia and you Friend and all To morrow by the Sun to doe observance To flowry May in Dian's wood wait well Sir Upon your Mistris Emely I hope He shall not goe a foot Emil. That were a shame Sir While I have horses take your choice and what You want at any time let me but know it If you serve faithfully I dare assure you You 'll find a loving Mistris Arc. If I doe not Let me find that my Father ever hated Disgrace and blows Thes Go lead the way You have won it It shall be so You shall receive all dues Fit for the honor you have won 'T were wrong else Sister beshrew my heart you have a Servant That if I were a woman would be Master But you are wise Florish Emil. I hope too wise for that Sir Exeunt omnes Scaena 6. Enter Jaylors Daughter alone Daughter Let all the Dukes and all the divells rore He is at liberty I have ventur'd for him And out I have brought him to a little wood A mile hence I have sent him where a Cedar Higher than all the rest spreads like a plane Fast by a Brook and there he shall keep close Till I provide him Fyles and food for yet His yron bracelets are not off O Love What a stout hearted child thou art My Father Durst better have indur'd cold iron than done it I love him beyond love and beyond reason Or wit or safetie I have made him know it I care not I am desperate If the Law Find me and then condemne me for 't Some wenches Some honest hearted Maids will sing my Dirge And tell to memory my death was noble Dying almost a Martyr That way he takes I purpose is my way too Sure he cannot Be so unmanly as to leave me here If he doe Maids will not so easily Trust men again And yet he has not thank'd me For what I have done no not so much as kist me And that me thinks is not so well Nor scarcely Could I persuade him to become a Freeman He made such scruples of the wrong he did To me and to my Father Yet I hope When he considers more this love of mine Will take more root within him Let him doe What he will with me so he use me kindly For use me so he shall or I 'll proclaim him And to his face no man I 'll presently Provide him necessaries and pack my cloaths up And where there is a path of ground I 'll venture So he be with me By him like a shadow I 'll ever dwell Within this hour the whoobub Will be all o'er the prison I 'm then Kissing the man they look for Farewell Father Get many more such prisoners and such daughters And shortly you may keep your self Now to him Cornets in sundry places Noise and hollowing as people a Maying Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Arcite alone Arcite THe Duke has lost Hypolita Each took A severall land This is a solemn Right They owe bloom'd May and the Athenians pay it To 'th heart of Ceremony O Queen Emilia Fresher than May sweeter Then her gold Buttons on the bows or all Th'enamell'd knacks o' th' Mead or garden yeâ— We challenge too the banck of any Nymph That makes the stream seem flowers Thou o Jewell O' th wood o' th world hast likewise blest a pace With thy sole presence in thy rumination That I poor man might eftsoones come betwen And chop on some cold thought thrice blessed chance To drop on such a Mistris expectation Most guiltless on 't tell me O Lady Fortune Next after Emely my Sovereign how far I may be proud She takes strong note of me Hath made me near her and this beauteous Morn The prim'st of all the year presents me with A brace of horses two such Steeds might well Be by a pair of Kings backt in a Field That their crowns titles tried Alas alas Poor Cosen Palamon poor prisoner thou So little dream'st upon my fortune that Thou thinkst thy self the happier thing to be So near Emilia me thou deem'st at Thebs And therein wretched although free But if Thou knew'st my Mistris breath'd on me and that I ear'd her language liv'd in her eye O Coz. What passion would enclose thee Enter Palamon as out of a Bush with his Shackles bends his fist at Arcite Palamon Traytor kinsman Thou shouldst perceive my passion if these signs Of prisonment were off me and this hand But owner of a Sword By all oaths in one I and the justice of my love would make thee A confest Traytor O thou most perfidious That ever gently look'd the voydes of honor That ev'r bore gentle Token falsest Cosen That ever blood made kin call'st thou her thine I 'll prove it in my Shackles with these hands Void of appointment that thou ly'st and art A very theef in love a Chaffy Lord Nor worth the name of villain had I a Sword And these house cloggs away Arc. Dear Cosin Palamon Pal. Cosoner Arcite give me
Exit Orleans Enter Amiens drawn Montague Veramor meeting Mont. What means your Lordship Ver. For the love of Heaven Am. Thou hast advantage of me cast away this buckler Mont. So he is Sir for he lives With one that is undone avoyd us boy Ver I 'll first avoid my safety Your Rapier shall be button'd with my head before it touch my Master Am. Montague Mont. Sir Am. You know my sister Mont. Yes Sir Am. For a whore Mont. You lye and shall lie lower if you dare abuse her honor Enter Lady La. I am honest Am. Honest La. Upon my faith I am Am. What did then parsuade thee to condemn thy self La. Your safety Am. I had rather be expos'd To danger than dishonor th' ast betray'd The reputation of my familie More basely by the falseness of that word Than if thou hadst delivered me asleep Into the hands of base enemies Relief will never make thee sensible Of thy disgraces let thy wants compell thee to it Exit La. O I am a miserable woman Mont. Why Madam are you utterly without means to relieve you La. I have nothing Sir unless by changing of these cloaths for worse and then at last the worst for nakedness Mont. Stand off boy nakedness would be a change To please us Madam to delight us both La. What nakedness Sir Mont. Why the nakedness of body Madam we were Lovers once La. Never dishonest Lovers Mont. Honestie has no allowance now to give our selves La. Nor you allowance against honestie Mont. I 'll send my Boy hence opportunitie Shall be our servant come and meet me first With kisses like a stranger at the door And then invite me nearer to receive A more familiar inward wellcome where Instead of tapers made of Virgins wax Th' increasing flames of our desires shall light Us to a banquet and before the taste Be dull with satisfaction I 'll prepare A nourishment compos'd of every thing That bears a naturall friendship to the blood And that shall set another edge upon 't Or else between the courses of the feast We 'll dallie out an exercise of time That ever as one appetite expires another may succeed it La. O my Lord how has your nature lost her worthiness When our affections had their liberty Our kisses met as temperatelie as The hands of sisters or of brothers that Our bloods were then as moving then you were So noble that I durst have trusted your Embraces in an opportunity Silent enough to serve a ravisher And yet come from you undishonor'd how You think me altered that you promise your Attempt success I know not but were all The sweet temptations that deceive us set On this side and one that side all the waiters These neither should parsuade me nor these force Mont. Then misery may waste your body Lady Yes but lust shall never Mont. I have found you still as uncorupted as I left you first Continue so and I will serve you with As much devotion as my word my hand Or purse can show you and to justifie That promise here is half the wealth I have Take it you owe me nothing till you fall From virtue which the better to protect I have bethought me of a present means Give me the Letter this commends my Boy Into the service of a Lady whose Free goodness you have bin acquainted with Lamira Lady Sir I know her Mont. Then believe her entertainment will be noble to you My boy shall bring you thither and relate Your manner of misfortune if your own Report needs any witness so I kiss your hand good Lady Lady Sir I know not how to promise but I cannot be unthankfull Mont. All that you can implore in thankfulness Be yours to make you the more prosperous Farwell my boy I am not yet oppress'd Exit Lady Having the power to helpe one that 's distress'd Vere Exeunt Actus Secundi Scaena Prima Enter Longaville and Dubois Long. WHat shall we do now swords are out of use And words are out of credit Dub. We must serve Leng The means to get a service will first spend Our purses and except we can allow Our selves an entertainment service will Neglect us now 't is grown into a doubt Whether the Mr. or the servants gives the countenance Dub. Then fall in with Mistresses Long. They keep more servants now indeed than men But yet the age is grown so populous Of those attendants that the women are Grown full too Dub. What shall we propound our selves Long. I 'll think on 't Dub. Do Old occupations have too many setters up to prosper some uncommon trade would thrive now Long Wee 'll e'en make up some half a dozen proper men And should not we get more Than all your female sinners Dub. If the house be seated as it should be privately Long. I but that would make a multitude of witches Dub. Witches how prethee Long. Thus the bands would all turn witches to revenge Themselves upon us and the women that Come to us for disguises must wear beards And that 's they say a token of a witch Dub. What shall we then do Long. We must study on 't With more consideration stay Duboyes Are not the Lord of Orleans and the Lord Of Amiens enemies Dub. Yes what of that Long. Methinks the factions of two such great men Should give a promise of advancement now To us that want it Dub Let the plot be thine and in the enterprize I 'll second thee Long. I have it we will first set down our selves The Method of a quarrell and make choyce Of some frequented Tavern or such a place Of common notice to perform it in By way of undertaking to maintain The severall honors of those enemies Thou for the Lord of Orleans I for Amiens Dub. I like the project and I think 't will take The better since their difference first did rise From his occasion whom we followed once Long. We cannot hope less after the report Than entertainment or gratuity Yet those are ends I do not aim at most Great spirits that are needy and will thrive Must labour whiles such troubles are alive Exeunt Enter Laverdine and La-poope La-p. Slander is sharper than the sword I have fed this three dayes upon leaf Tobacco for want of other Victuals Lav. You have liv'd the honester Captain but be not so dejected but hold up thy head and meat will sooner fall i' thy mouth La-p. I care not so much for meat so I had but good liquor for which my guts croak like so many Frogs for rain Lav. It seems you are troubled with the wind-Collick Captain swallow a bullet 't is present remedy I 'll assure you La-p. A bullet I 'll tell you Sir my panch is nothing but a pile of bullets when I was in any service I stood between my Generall and the shot like a mud-wall I am all lead from the crown of the head to the soal of the foot not a sound bone about me Lau.
fir'd if 't be in your power To be a means to make her entertainment And far from that I was but to supply My want with habit fit for him that serves I shall owe much to you L. Orl. Leave that care to me Vir. Good Sir lean on my shoulder help good Madam oh that I were a horse for half an hour that I might carry you home on my back I hope you will love me still Mont. Thou dost deserve it boy that I should live To be thus troublesome L. Orl. Good Sir 't is none Vir. Trouble most willingly I would be chang'd Like Apuleius weare his Asses ears Provided I might still this burthen bear L. Orl. 'T is a kind boy Mont. I find true proof of it Exeunt Enter Amiens and Longeville with a Paper Ami. You 'll carry it Long. As I live although my packet were like Bellerophon's what have you seen in me or my behavior since your favors so plentifully showr'd upon my wants that may beget distrust of my preformance Ami. Nay be not angry if I entertained But the least scruple of your love or courage I would make choyce of one which my estate Should do me right in this nor can you blame me If in a matter of such consequence I am so importunate Long. Good my Lord let me prevent your farther conjurations To rayse my spirit I know this is a challenge To be delivered unto Orleane hand And that my undertaking ends not there But I must be your second and in that Not alone search your enemy measure weapons But stand in all your hazards as our blouds Ran in the self-same veins in which if I Better not your opinion as a limb That 's putrifi'd and useless cut me off And underneath the Gallows bury it Ami. At full you understand me and in this Bind me and what 's mine to you and yours I will not so much wrong you as to add One syllable more let it suffice I leave My honor to your guard and in that prove You hold the first place in my heart and love Ex. Ami. Long. The first place in a Lords affection very good and how long doth that last perhaps the changing of some three shirts in the Tennis-Court well it were very necessary that an order were taken if it were possible that younger brothers might have more wit or more money for now however the fool hath long been put upon him that inherits his revenue hath bought him a spunge and wip't off the imputation and for the understanding of the younger let him get as much Rhetorick as he can to grace his language Enter Dubois They will see he shall have gloss little enough to set out his Bark stand Dubois look about 's all safe Dub. Approach not near me but with reverence Lawrel and adorations I have done more than deserves a hundred thanks Long. How now what 's the matter Dub. With this hand only aided by this brain Without an Orpheus Harp redeem'd from Hells Three headed Porter our Euridice Long. Nay prethee speak sence this is like the stale bragart in a Play Dub. Then in plain Prose thus and with as little action as thou canst desire the three headed Porter were three unexorable Catch-poles out of whose jaws without the help of Orpheus Harp bait or bribe for those two strings make the Musick that molifies those flinty furies I rescued our Euridice I mean my old Master Montague Long. And is this all a poor rescue I thought thou hadst revers'd the judgement for his overthrow in his sute or wrought upon his adversary Orleance taken the shape of a Ghost frighted his mind into distraction and for the appeasing of his conscience forc'd him to make restitution of Montague's Lands or such like rescue S'light I would have hired Acrocheture for two Cardekues to have done so much with his whip Dub. You wood Sir and yet 't is more than three on their foot-cloaths durst do for a sworn Brother in a Coach Long. Besides what proof's of it for ought I know this may be a trick I had rather have him a prisoner where I might visit him and do him service than not at all or I know not where Dub. Well Sir the end will shew it what 's that a challenge Long. Yes where 's Orleance though we fight in jest he must meet with Amiens in earnest fall off we are discovered my horse garson ha Dub. Were it not in a house and in his presence To whom I owe all duty Long. What would it do prate as it does but be as far from striking as he that owes it Orleance Dub. How Long. I think thou art his Porter Set here to answer creditors that his Lordship Is not within or takes the diet I am sent And will grow here until I have an answer Not to demand a debt of money but To call him to a strict account for wrong Done to the honors of a Gentleman Which nothing but his heart-bloud shall wash off Dub. Shall I hear this Long. And more that if I may not Have access to him I will fix this here To his disgrace and thine Dub. And thy life with it Long. Then have the copies of it pâ—sted on posts Like Pamphlet Titles that sue to be soâ—d Have his disgrace talk for Tobacco-shops His picture baffled Dub. All respect away wer 't in a Church draw bath Long. This is the â—ook I pray with Enter Orleance Orl. â—or 〈…〉 your lives Long. 〈◊〉 are you 〈◊〉 I hope your Lordship can read thought 〈◊〉 not his 〈…〉 Scholar-ship doth it not please you 〈…〉 muster up the rest of your attendance which 〈…〉 Cook a Pander Coach-man and a Footmâ—n in tâ—â—â—e day a great 〈◊〉 Lords train pretending I â—â— unworthy to bring you a â—hallenge instead of answering it have me 〈◊〉 Dub. If he does thoâ— deserv'st it Long. I dare you all to touch me I 'll not stand still What answer Orl. That thou hast done to Amiâ—as The office of a faithful friend whiâ—h Would cherish in thee were he not my â—oe How ever since on honourable terms He calls me forth say I will meet with him And by Dubois e'r Sun-set make him know The time and place my swords length and what ever Scruple of circumstance he can expect Long. This answer comes unlookt for fare you well Finding your temper thus wou'd I had said less Exit Orl. Now comes thy love to the test Dub. My Lord 't will hold And in all dangers prove it self true Gold Exeunt Enter Laverdine La-poop Malicorn servant Ser. I will acquaint my Lady with your coming Please you repose your selves here Mal. There 's a Tester nay now I am a wooer I must be bountiful Ser. If you would have two three-pences for it Sir To give some of your kindred as you â—ide I 'll sâ—e â—â— I can get them we use not tho servants to take 〈◊〉 Ex. Lav. Then thou art unfit to be in office either in Court
no wild beast Shall hurt or trouble you and thus we 'll breed a story To make every hearer weep When they discourse our fortunes and our loves Mont. Oh what a scoff might men of women make If they did know this boy but my desire Is that thou wouldest not as thou usest still When like a servant I'mong servants sit Wait on my Trencher fill my cups with Wine Why should'st thou do this boy prethee consider I am not what I was Ver. Curst be the day when I forget that Montague was Thy Lord or not remember him my Master still Mont. Rather curse me with whom thy youth hath spent So many hours and yet untaught to live By any worldly quality Ver. Indeed you never taught me how to handle Cards To cheat and cozen men with oaths and lies Those are the worldly qualities to live Some of our scarlet Gallants teach their boys These worldly qualities Since stumbling fortune then leaves virtue thus Let me leave fortune e'r be vicious Mon. Oh lad thy love will kill me Ver. In truth I think in conscience I shall dye for you Good Master weep not do you want aught Sir Will you have any money here 's some Silver And here 's a little Gold 't will serve to play And put more troublesome thoughts out of your mind I pray Sir take it I 'll get more with singing And then I 'll bring it you my Lady ga't me And it was not covetousness But I forgot to tell you sooner on 't Mont. Alas boy thou art not bound to tell it me And less to give it buy thee Scarfs and Garters And when I have money I will give thee a sword Nature made thee a beauteous Cabinet To lock up all all the goodness of the earth Enter Charloâ—e Ver. I have lost my voice with the very sight of this Gentlewoman good Sir steal away you were wont to be a curious avoider of womens company Mont. Why boy thou dar'st trust me any where dar'st thou not Ver. I had rather trust you by a roaring Lion than a ravening woman Mont. Why boy Ver. Why truly she devours more mans flesh Mont. I but she roars not boy Ver. No Sir why she is never silent but when her mouth is full Charl. Monsieur Montague Mont. My sweet fellow since you please to call me so Ver. Ah my conscience she wou'd be pleas'd well enough to call you bed-fellow oh Master do not hold her by the hand so a woman is a Lime-bush that catcheth all she toucheth Charl. I do most dangerously suspect this boy to be a wench art thou not one come hither let me feel thee Ver. With all my heart Charl. Why dost thou pull off thy Glove Ver. Why to feel whether you be a boy or no. Charl. Fie boy go too I 'll not look your head nor comb your locks any more if you talk thus Ver. Why I 'll sing to you no more then Charl. Fie upon 't how sad you are a young Gentleman that was the very Sun of France Mont. But I am in the eclipse now Chal. Suffer himself to be over-run with a Lethargy of melancholy and discontent rouze up thy spirit man and shake it off A Noble Soul is like a Ship at Sea That sleeps at Anchor when the Ocean 's calm But when she rages and the wind blows high He cuts his way with skill and Majesty I would turn a Fool or Poet or any thing or marry to make you merry prethee let 's walk good Veramour leave thy Master and me I have earnest business with him Ver. Pray do you leave my Master and me we were very merry before you came he does not covet womens company What have you to do with him come Sir will you go And I 'll sing to you again I'faith his mind is stronger than to credit Womens vows and too pure to be capable of their loves Charl. The boy is jealous sweet lad leave us my Lady call'd for you I swear that 's a good child there 's a piece of Gold for thee go buy a Feather Ver. There 's two pieces for you do you go and buy one or what you will or nothing so you go Nay then I see you would have me go Sir why i'faith I will now I perceive you love her better than you do me but Heaven bless you whatever you do or intend I know you are a very honest man Exit Charl. Still will I wooe thee whilst thy ears reply I cannot or I will not marry thee Why hast thou drawn the bloud out of my cheeks And given a quicker motion to my heart Oh thou hast bred a Feaver in my veins Call'd love which no Physitian can cure Have mercy on a Maid whose simple youth Mont. How your example fairest teacheth me A ceremonious Idolatry Kneels By all the joy of love I love thee better Than I or any man can tell another And will express the mercy which thou crav'st I will forbear to marry thee consider Thou art Natures heir in feature and thy parents In fair Inheritances rise with these thoughts And look on me but with a womans eye A decaid fellow void of means and spirit Charl. Of spirit Mont. Yes could I tamely live Forget my Fathers bloud wait and make legs Stain my best breeches with the servile drops That fall from others draughts Charl. This vizard wherewith thou wouldst hide thy spirit Is perspective to shew it plainlier This undervalue of thy life is but Because I should not buy thee what more speaks Greatness of man than valiant patience That shrinks not under his fates strongest strokes These Roman deaths as falling on a sword Opening of veins with poison quenching thirst Which we erroneously do stile the deeds Of the heroick and magnanimous man Was dead-ey'd cowardize and white-cheek'd fear Who doubting tyranny and fainting under Fortunes false Lottery desperately run To death for dread of death that soul 's most stout That bearing all mischance dares last it out Will you perform your word and marry me When I shall call you to 't Enter Longueville with a riding-rod Mont. I'faith I will Charl. Who 's this alights here Long. With leave fair creature are you the Lady Mistriss of the house Charl. Her servant Sir Long. I pray then favour me to inform your Lady and Duke Orleans wife A business of import awaits 'em here And craves for speedy answer Charl. Are you in post Sir Long. No I am in Satin Lady I would you would be in post Charl. I will return Sweet Exit Long. Honest friend do you belong to the house I pray be covered Mont. Yes Sir I do Long. Ha dream'st thou Longaville sure 't is not he Sir I should know you Mont. So should I you but that I am asham'd But though thou know'st me prethee Longaville Mock not my poverty pray remember your self Shows it not strangely for thy cloaths to stand Without a Hat to mine mock me no more Long. The