'le weare no shackles liberty is sweet that I have that I 'le hold marry me can Gold and Lead mix together a Dimond a button of Christal fit one ring you are too high for me I am too low you too great I too little Eu. I pray leave her sir and take your Gold againe Pre. Or if you dote as you say let me try you do this Jo. Any thing kill the great Turke pluck out the Magul's Eyeteeth in earnest Pretiosa any thing Pre. Your taste is soon set down turne Gipsie for two years be one of us if in that time you mislike not me nor I you here 's my hand farwell Eu. There 's enough for your Gold witty Child Exit Jo. Turne Gipsie I for two years a capering Trade And I in th' end may keepe a dancing Schoole Having serv'd for 't Gipsie I must turne Oh beauty the Suns fires cannot so burne Exit Enter Clara Cla. I have offended yet oh Heaven thou knowst How much I have abhor'd even from my birth A thought that tended to immodest folly Yet I have fallen thoughts with disgraces strive And thus I live and thus I die alive Enter Pedro and Maria Pe. Fie Clara thou dost court calamity too much Ma. Yes Girle thou dost Pe. Why should we fret our eyes out with our teares Weary complaints 't is fruitlesse childish Impatience for when mischiefe hath wound up The full weight of the Ravishers foul Life To an equall height of ripe iniquity The poyse will by degrees sinke down his Soule To a much lower much more lasting ruine Then our joynt wrongs can challenge Ped. Darknesse it selfe Will change nights sable brow into a Sun-beame For a discovery and be sure When ever we can learne what monster 't was Hath rob'd thee of the Jewell held so precious Our vengeance shall be noble Pe. Royall any thing Till then le ts live securely to proclaime Our sadnesse were meere vanity Cla. A needs not I 'le study to be merry Pe. We are punish'd Maria justly covetousnesse to match Our Daughter to that matchlesse piece of ignorance Our foolish Ward hath drawn this curse upon us Ma. I feare it has Pe. Off with this face of griefe Enter Lewys and Diego Die Here comes Don Lewys noble sir Lew. My Lord I trust I have you and your Ladies leave To exchange a word with your faire Daughter Pe. Leave and welcome harke Maria your eare too Die Mine my Lord Lew. Deare Clara I have often su'd for Love And now desire you would at last be pleas'd To stile me yours Cla. Mine eyes ne'r saw that Gentleman Whom I more nobly in my heart respected Then I have you yet you must Sir excuse me If I resolve to use a while that freedome My younger dayes allow Lew. But shall I hope Cla. You will do injury to better fortunes To your own Merit Greatnesse and Advancement Which I beseech you not to slack Lew. Then heare me If ever I embrace another choyce Untill I know you elsewhere match'd may all The chiefe of my Desires finde scorne and ruine Cla. Oh me Lew. Why sigh you Lady Cla. Deede my Lord I am not well Lew. Then all Discourse is tedious I 'le chuse some fitter time till when faire Clara Cla. You shall not be unwelcome hither sir That 's all that I dare promise Lew. Diego Die My Lord Lew. What says Don Pedro Die Hee 'l goe with you Lew. Leave us Shall I my Lord entreate your privacy Pe. Withdraw Maria wee 'l follow presently Exit Lew. The great Corigidor whose politick streame Of popularity glides on the shore Of every vulgar praise hath often urged me To be a Suitor to his Catholick Majesty For a repeale from banishment for him Who slew my Father complements in vowes And strange well studied promises of friendship But what is new to mee still as he Courts Assistance for Alvarez my grand enemy Still he protests how ignorant he is Whether Alvarez be alive or dead To morrow is the day we have appointed For meeting at the Lord Francisco's house The Earle of Carcomo now my good Lord The sum of my request is you will please To lend your presence there and witnesse wherein Our joynt accord consists Ped. You shall command it Lew. But first as you are noble I beseech you Helpe mee with your advice what you conceave Of great Fernando's importunity Or whether you imagine that Alvarez Survive or not Pe. It is a question sir Beyond my resolution I remember The difference betwixt your noble Father And Conde de Alvarez how it sprung From a meer trifle first a cast of Hawks Whose made the swifter flight whose could mount highest Lie longest on the wing From change of words Their controversie grew to blows from blowes To Parties thence to Faction and in short I well remember how our streets were frighted With brawles whose end was bloud till when no friends Could mediate their discords by the King A reconciliation was enforc'd Death threaten'd the first occasioner Of breach besides the confiscation Of Lands and Honours yet at last they met Againe againe they drew to sides renew'd Their ancient quarrell in which dismall uprore Your Father hand to hand fell by Alvarez Alvarez fled and after him the doome Of exile was set out He as Report Was bold to voyce retir'd himselfe to Rhodes His Lands and Honours by the King bestow'd On you but then an Infant Lew. Ha an Infant Pe. His Wife the sister to the Corigidor With a young Daughter and some few that follow'd her By stealth were shipt for Rhodes and by a storme Ship-wrack'd at Sea but for the banish'd Conde 'T was never yet known what became of him Here 's all I can informe you Lew. A repeale Yes I will sue for 't beg for 't buy it any thing That may by possibility of friends Or Money I 'le attempt Pe. 'T is a brave charity Lew. Alas poore Lady I could mourne for her Her losse was Usury more then I covet But for the Man I 'de sell my patrimony For his repeale and run about the World To finde him out there is no peace can dwell About my Fathers Tombe till I have sacrific'd Some portion of revenge to his wrong'd ashes You will along with me Pe. You neede not question it Lew. I have strange thoughts about me two such furies Revell amidst my joyes as well may move Distraction in a Saint Vengance and Love I 'le follow sir Pe. Pray lead the way you know it Exit Enter Sancho and Soto Soto How now from whence come you sir San. From fleaing my selfe sir Soto From playing with Fencers sir and they have beat him out of his Cloaths sir Pe. Cloake Band Rapier all lost at Dice San. Nor Cards neither Soto This was one of my Masters dog-dayes and he would not sweat too much San. It was mine own Goose and I laid the Jiblets upon an other Coxcombs trencher you are my Gardian best beg me for
that cannot be had Yet when abroad they have pick'd store of grains Doodle doo they will cry on your Dunghills againe Ma. Indeed I misse an idle Gentleman And a thing of his a foole but neither sad Nor mad for them would that were all the Lead Lying at my heart Ped. What look'st thou on so long Soto So long I do you thinke good fortunes are fresh Herrings to come in sholes bad fortunes are like Mackerell at Midsummer you have had a sore losse of late Pe. I have indeed what is 't Soto I wonder it makes you not mad for Through a gap in your Ground Thence late hath been stole A very fine Asse and a very fine Fole Take heede for I speake not by habs and by nabs E're long you 'l be horribly troubled with scabbs Pe. I am now so goe silly foole Soto I ha gin 't him San. Oh Soto that Asse and Foale fattens me Fer. The Mother of the Gipsies what can shee do I 'le have about with her Jo. I with the Gipsie Daughter Fra. To her Boy I Eu. From you went a Dove away Which e're this had been more white Then the silver Roabe of Day Her Eyes the Moone has none so bright Sate shee now upon your hand Not the Crowne of Spaine could buy it But 't is flowne to such a Land Never more shall you come nie it Ha! yes if Palmestrie tell true This Dove agen may flie to you Fer. Thou art a lying Witch I 'le heare no more San. If you be so hot sit we can coole you with a Song Soto And when that Song 's done wee 'l heat you agen with a dance Lew. Stay deare sir send for Clara let her know her fortune Ma. 'T is too well known Lew. 'T will make her merry to be in this brave Company Pe. Good Diego fetch her Exit Diego Fra. What 's that old man has he cunning too Omnes More then all we Lew. Has he I 'le try his Spectacles Fer. Ha! Roderigo there the Scholler That went to Salamanca takes he degrees I' th Schoole of Gipsies let the fish alone Give him Line this is the Dove the Dove the Raven That Beldam mock'd me with Low What Wormes pick you out there now Al. This when this Line the other crosses Art tells me 't is a booke of losses Bend your hand thus Oh! here I finde You have lost a Ship in a great winde Lew. Lying Rogue I ne're had any Al. Harke as I gather That great Ship was de Castro call'd your Father Lew. And I must hew that Rock that split him Al. Nay and you threaten Fra. And what 's Don John thy fortune th' art long fumbling at it Jo. Shee tells me tales of the Moone sir Pre. And now 't is come to the Sun sir Your Sun wud ride the youth wud runne The youth wud sayle the youth wud flie Hee 's tying a knot will ne're be done He shoots and yet has ne're an eye You have two 't were good you lent him one And a heart too for he has none Fra. Hoyday lend one of mine eyes San. They give us nothing hee 'd best put on a bold face and ask it Song Now that from the Hive You gather'd have the Honey Our Bees but poorely thrive Unlesse the Bankes be sunny Then let your Sun and Moone Your gold and silver shine My thanks shall huming fly to you Omnes And mine and mine and mine Al. See see your Gipsie toyes You mad Girles you merry Boyes A boone voyage we have made Loud Peales must then be had If I a Gipsie be A crack rope I am for thee Oh here 's a Golden Ring Such clappers please a King Such clapers please a King you pleas'd may pass away Then let your Bell-ropes stay Now chime 't is Holy-day Now chime 't is Holy-day Pre. No more of this pray Father fall to your Dancing Dance Lew. Clara will come too late now Fer. 'T is great pitty Besides your Songs Dances and other Pastimes You do not as our Spanish Actors doe make triall of a Stage Al. We are sir about it So please your high authority to signe us Some warrant to confirme us Fer. My hand shall doo 't and bring the best in Spaine to see your Sports Al. Which to set off this Gentleman a Scholler Ro. Pox on you Al. Will write for us Fer. A Spaniard sir Ro. No my Lord an Italian Fer. Denies his Country too my Son sings Gipsie Ballads Keepe as you are wee 'l see your Poets vaine And yours for playing time is not ill spent That 's thus laid out in harmelesse merriment Exit Gipsies Dancing Pe. My Lord of Carcomo for this entertainment You shall command our loves Fra. Y' are nobly welcome Pe. The Evening growes upon us Lords to all A happy time of day Fer. The like to you Don Pedro Lew. To my hearts sole Lady Pray let my service humbly be remembred We onely mist her presence Ma. I shall truly Report your worthy love Exit Ped. Ma. Fer. You shall no further Indeed my Lords you shall not Fra. With your favour Wee will attend you home Enter Diego Die Where 's Don Pedro oh sir Lew. Why what 's the matter Die The Lady Clara Passing neere to my Lord Corigidors house Met with a strange mischance Fer. How what mischance Die The Jester that so late arrived at Court And there was welcome for his Countries sake By importunity of some friends it seemes Had borrow'd from the Gentleman of your Horse The backing of your mettl'd Barbary On which being mounted whil'st a number gaz'd To heare what Jests hee could performe on Horse back The head strong beast unus'd to such a Rider Beares the Presse of People before him With which throng the Lady Clara meeting Fainted and there fell down not bruis'd I hope But frighted and intranc'd Lew. Ill destin'd mischiefe Fer. Where have you left her Die At your house my Lord A servant comming forth and knowing who The Lady was convey'd her to a Chamber A Surgeon too is sent for Fer. Had shee been my Daughter My care could not be greater then it shall be For her recure Lew. But if shee miscarry I am the most unhappy Man that lives Exit Fer. Diego Coast about the Fields And over-take Don Pedro and his Wife They newly parted from us Die I 'le runne speedily Exit Fer. A strange mischance but what I have my Lord Francisco this day noted I may tell you an accident of merriment and wonders Fra. Indeed my Lord Fer. I have not thoughts enough About me to imagine what th' event Can come to 't is indeed about my Son Hereafter you may counsell me Fra. Most gladly how fares the Lady Enter Lewys Lew. Call'd back to Life but full of sadnesse Fer. Talkes shee nothing Lew. Nothing for when the women that attend on her Demanded how shee did shee turn'd about And answered with a sigh when I came neere And by the
are worth a World of better men For your free noble minde all my best wishes Stay with you I must hence Car. Weare for my sake This Jewell Jo. I 'le not rob you I 'le take nothing Car. Weare it about your neck but one poore Moon If in that time your eye be as 't is now Send my Jewell home agen and I protest I 'le never more thinke on you deny not this Put it about your neck Jo. Well then 't is done Car. And vow to keepe it there Jo. By all the Goodness I wish attend your fortunes I doe vow it Exit Car. Scornd thou hast temper'd poyson to kill me Thy selfe shall drinke since I cannot enjoy thee My revenge shall Enter Diego Die Where are the Gipsies Car. Gon Diego do you love me Die Love thee Juanna Is my life mine it is but mine so long As it shall do thee service Car. There 's a younger Gipsie newly entertain'd Die A handsome rascall what of him Car. That slave in obsceane Language courted me Drew Rialls out and would have bought my body Diego from thee Die Is hee so Itchy I 'le cure him Car. Thou shalt not touch the Villaine I 'le spin his fate Woman strikes sure fall the blow ne're so late Die Strike on sinne thou wilt be a striker Exit Enter Fernando Francisco Pedro and Lewys Fer. See Don Lewys an Army The strongest Army in Spaine to the full length Is stretch'd to pluck old Count Alvarez home From his sad banishment Lew. With longing Eyes My Lord I expect the man your Lordships pardon Some businesse cal's me from you Fer. Prithee Don Lewys Unlesse th' occasion be too violent Stay and be merry with us all the Gipsies Will be here presently Lew. I will attend your Lordship Before their sports be done Exit Fer. Be your own Carver Not yet shake off these fetters I see a Sonne Is heavy when a Father carries him On his old heart Fra. Could I set up my rest That hee were lost or taken prisoner I could hold truce with sorrow but to have him Vanish I know not how gon none knowes whither 'T is that mads mee Pe. You said he sent a Letter Fra. A Letter a meere Riddle he 's gon to see His fortune in the Warres what Warres have wee Suppose we had goes any man toth ' Field Naked unfurnish'd both Armes and Money Fer. Come come he 's gon a Wenching we in our youth Ran the selfe same Byas Enter Diego Die The Gipsies my Lord are come Fer. Are they let them enter Exit Die My Lord De Cortez send for your Wife and Daughter Good company is good Physick take the paines To seate your selves in my great Chamber Exit Enter Alvarez Don John Roderigo Antonio Carlo Eugenia Pretiosa Christiana Sancho and Soto Al. See they are here what 's your number San. The figure of nine casts us all up my Lord Fer. Nine let me see you are ten sure Soto That 's our Poet he stands for a Cipher Fer. Ciphers make numbers what Playes have you Al. Five or six my Lord Fer. It 's well so many already Soto Wee are promist a very merry Tragedy if all hit right of Cobby Nobby Fer. So so a merry Tragedy there is a way which the Italians and the Frenchmen use that is on a word given or some slight Plot The Actors will extempore fashion out Sceanes neate and witty Al. We can do that my Lord please you bestow the Subject Fer. Can you come hither You Master Poet to save you a labour Looke you against your coming I projected This Comick passage your Dramma that 's the Sceane Ro. I I my Lord Fer. I lay in our own Country Spaine Ro. 'T is best so Fer. Here 's a brave part for this old Gipsie look you The Father read the Plot this young shee Gipsie This Lady now the sonne play him your selfe Ro. My Lord I am no Player Fer. Pray at this time The Plot being full to please my noble Friends Because your braines must into theirs put Language Act thou the Sonnes part I 'le reward your paines Ro. Protest my Lord Fer. Nay nay shake off protesting When I was young sir I have plaid my selfe San. Your selfe my Lord you were but a poore Company then Fer. Yes full enough honest fellow will you do it Ro. I 'le venture Fer. I thanke you let this Father be a Don Of a brave spirit old Gipsie observe mee Al. Yes my Lord Fer. Play him up high not like a Pantaloone But hotly nobly checking this his Sonne Whom make a very rake-hell a debosh'd fellow This poynt I thinke will shew well Ro. This of the Picture It will indeed my Lord San. My Lord what part play I Fer. What parts dost use to play San. If your Lordship has ever a Coxcombe I thinke I could fit you Fer. I thanke your Coxcombe-ship Soto Put a Coxcombe upon a Lord Fer. There are parts to serve you all goe goe make ready And call for what you want Exit Al. Give me the Plot our wits are put to triall What 's the Son's Name Lorenzo that 's your part Looke onely you to that these I 'le dispose Old Don Avero mine Hialdo Lollio Two servants you for them San. One of the foolish knaves give me I 'le be Hialdo Soto And I Lollio San. Is there a Banquet in the Play wee may call for what wee will Ro. Yes here is a Banquet San. I 'le goe then and bespeake an ocean of Sweete meates Marmalad and Custards Al. Make hast to know what you must doe San. Doe I call for enough and when my Belly is full fill my Pockets Soto To a Banquet there must be Wine Fortunes a scurvy Whore if shee makes not my head sound like a Rattle and my Heels dance the Canaries Al. So so dispatch whil'st me employ our braines To set things off toth ' Life Exit Ro. I 'le be streight with you Why does my Father put this trick on mee Spies hee mee through my Vizard if hee does He 's not the King of Spaine and 't is no Treason If his invention Jet upon a Stage Why should not I use action a debosh'd fellow A very rake-hell this reflects on mee And I 'le retort it grown a Poet Father No matter in what straine your Play must runne But I shall fit you for a roring Sonne Exit Florish Enter Francisco Pedro Fernando Diego Maria and Clara Fer. Come Ladies take your places this their Musick 'T is very handsome oh I wish this Roome Were frighted but with noble friends As are to you my welcomes begin there masters Florish within San. Presently my Lord wee want but a cold Capon for a property Fer. Call call for one now they begin Enter Sancho the Prologue San. Both short and sweete some say is best Wee will not onely be sweete but short Take you Pepper in the Nose you mar our sport Fer. By no meanes Pepper San. Of your Love measure
thou wert damn'd Al. Sir I am resolute Lew. Resolve me then whether the Count Alvarez Who slew my Father be alive or dead Al. Is this the mighty matter the Count lives Lew. How Al. The Count lives Lew. Oh fate I now tell mee where And be my better genius Al. I can do 't In Spaine a lives more not far from Madrill But in disguise much alter'd Lew. Wonderfull Scholler Miracle of Artists Alvarez living And neere Madrill too now for Heavens sake where That 's all and I am thine Al. Walke off my Lord To the next Field you shall know all Lew. Apace then I listen to thee With a greedy Eare the Miserable and the Fortunate Ex. at one dore Enter presently at the other Are alike in this they cannot change their Fate Al. Good good you would faine kill him and revenge Your Fathers Death Lew. I would Al. Bravely or securely Lew. Not basely for the World Al. Wee are secure Two Swords Young Lewys two more trusty blades then these Spaine has not in her Army with this Alvarez slew thy Father and this other Was that the King of France wore when great Charles In a set Battaile took him Prisoner Both I resigne to thee Lew. This is a new Mistery Al. Now see this naked bosome turns the poynts Of either on this Bulwarke if thou covet'st Out of a sprightly youth and manly thirst Of vengeance blood if blood be thy ambition Then call to minde the fatall blow that struck De Castor thy brave Father to his Grave Remember who it was that gave that blow His enemy Alvarez heare and be suddaine Behold Alvarez Lew. Death I am deluded Al. Thou art incredulous as Fate is certaine I am the man Lew. Thou that Butcher Al. Tremble not young man trust me I have wept Religiously to wash off from my Conscience The staine of my offence twelve yeares and more Like to a restlesse Pilgrime I have runne From foraigne Lands to Lands to finde out Death I am weary of my Life give mee a Sword That thou may'st know with what a perfect zeale I honour old De Castors memory I 'le fight with thee I would not have thy hand Dip'd in a wilfull Murder I could wish For one howers space I could pluck back from Time But thirty of my yeares that in my fall Thou mightst deserve report now if thou Conquerst Thou canst not triumph I am halfe dead already Yet I 'le not start a foote Lew. Breathes there a spirit In such a heape of rage Al. Oh! that I had A Sonne of equall growth with thee to tug For Reputation by thy Fathers ashes I would not kill thee for an other Spaine Yet now I 'le do my best thou art amaz'd Come on Lew. Twelve tedious Winters banishment 'T was a long time Al. Could they redeeme thy Father Would every Age had beene twelve Ages Lewys And I for Pennance every Age a dying But 't is too late to wish Lew. I am o'recome Your noblenesse hath conquer'd mee here ends All strife betweene our Families and henceforth Acknowledge mee for yours Al. Oh! thou reviv'st Fresh horrours to my Fact for in thy gentlenesse I see my sinne anew Lew. Our peace is made Your Life shall be my care 't will be glad newes To all our noble friends Al. Since Heaven will have it so I thanke thee glorious Majesty my Sonne For I will call thee e're the next morrow Salute the World thou shalt know stranger mysteries Lew. I have enough to feede on sir I 'le follow yee Exit Enter Eugenia Fernando and Pretiosa Fer. Don John Sonne to the Count of Carcomo Woman take heede thou trifle not Eu. Is this My Lord so strange Fer. Beauty in Youth and Wit To set it forth I see transformes the best Into what shape Love fancies Pre. Will you yet Give me my Husbands Life Fer. Why little one hee is not Married to thee Pre. In his Faith He is and faith and troath I hope binde faster Then any other Ceremonies can Doe they not pray my Lord Fer. Yes where the Parties Pledg'd are not too unequall in degree As hee and thou art Pre. This is new Divinity Eu. My Lord behold this Childe well in her Face You may observe by curious insight something More then belongs to every common birth Fer. True 't is a pretty Child Eu. The Glasse of misery Is after many a change of desperate fortune At length runne out you had a Daughter Call'd Constanza Fer. Ha! Eu. A Sister Guyamara Wife to the Count Alvarez Fer. Peace oh peace Eu. And to that Sisters charge you did commit Your Infant Daughter in whose birth your Wife Her Mother dy'd Fer. Woman thou art too cruell Pre. What d' ee meane Granam Lass the noble man Growes angry Fer. Not I indeed I doe not But why d' ee use mee thus Eu. Your Child and Sister As you suppos'd were drown'd Fer. Drown'd talking Creature Suppos'd Eu. They live Fernando from my hand Thy Sisters hand receive thine owne Constanza The sweetest best Child living Pre. Doe you mock me Fer. Torment me on yet more more yet and spare not My heart is now a breaking now Eu. Oh Brother Am I so farre removed off from your Memory As that you will not know mee I expected An other welcome home looke on this Casket A Casket The Legacy your Lady left her Daughter When to her Sonne shee gave her Crucifix Fer. Right right I know yee now Eu. In all my sorrowes My comfort has been here shee should be Be yours Constanza kneele sweete Childe To thy old Father Pre. How my Father Fer. Let not Extremity of joyes ravish Life from mee Too soone Heaven I beseech thee thou art my Sister My Sister Guyamara how have mine Eyes Been darkened all this while 't is shee Eu. 'T is Brother And this Constanza now no more a stranger No Pretiosa henceforth Fer. My soules treasure Live to an Age of goodnesse and so thrive In all thy wayes that thou mayst die to live Pre. But must I call you Father Fer. Thou wilt rob mee else Of that felicity for whose sake onely I am ambitious of being young againe Rise rise mine own Constanza Pre. 'T is a new name But 't is a pretty one I may be bold To make a suite t' ee Fer. Any thing Pre. Oh Father And if you be my Father thinke upon Don John my Husband without him alas I can be nothing Fer. As I without thee Let me alone Constanza tell mee tell mee Lives yet Alvarez Eu. In your house Fer. Enough Cloy mee not let me by degrees disgest My joyes within my Lords Francisco Pedro Enter Francisco Pedro Maria Roderigo Clara Come all at once I have a World within mee I am not mortall sure I am not mortall My honorable Lord partake my blessings Count Alvarez lives here in my house Your Sonne my Lord Francisco Don John Is the condemn'd man falsely accus'd of theft This my Lord Pedro is my Sister Guyamare Madam this Constanza mine owne Child And I am a wondrous merry Man Without the Prisoner Enter Alvarez Lewys Don John Diego Sancho Soto and Cardocha Lew. Here free and acquited By her whose folly drew her to this errour And shee for satisfaction is assur'd To my wrong'd friend Car. I crave your pardons Hee whose I am speakes for mee Die Wee both beg it Fer. Excellent Admirable my deare Brother Al. Never a happy man till now young Lewys And I are reconcil'd Lew. For ever faithfully religiously Omnes My noble Lord most welcome Al. To all my heart payes what it owes due thanks Most most brave youth to thee Jo. I all this while Stand but a looker on and tho my Father May justly tax the violence of my Passions Yet if this Lady Lady of my life Must be deny'd let mee be as I was And die betimes Pre. You promis'd mee Fer. I did My Lord of Carcomo you see their hearts Are joyn'd already so let our consents To this wish'd Marriage Fra. I forgive thine errors Give mee thy hand Fer. Me thine but wilt thou love My Daughter my Constanza Jo. As my bliss Pre. I thee as Life Youth Beauty any thing That makes life comfortable Fer. Live together one ever one Omnes And Heaven Crown your happinesse Ped. Now sir how like you a Prison San. As Gallants doe a Taverne being stop'd for a Reckoning scurvily Soto Though you Cag'd us up never so close wee Sung like Cuckoes Fer. Well well you be your selfe now San. My selfe am I out of my Wits Soto Fer. Here now are none but honourable Friends Will you to give a farwell to the life You ha led as Gipsies these being now found none But noble in their Births alterd in Fortunes Give it a merry shaking by the hand And cry adue to folly San. Wee 'l shake our Hands and our Heeles if you 'l give us leave Dance Fer. On Brides and Bride-Groomes to your Spanish Feasts Invite with bent Knees all these Noble Guests FINIS
by this Villaine Joh. 'T is most false my Lords Her own hands gave it mee Pre. Shee that calls him Villaine Or sayes he stole Fer. Hoyday we heare your scoulding Card. And the hurt Gentleman finding it in his bosome For that hee stab'd him Fer. Hence with all the Gipsies Ped. Ruffians and Theeves to prison with 'em all Al. My Lord wee 'l leave engagements in Plate and Money For all our safe forth-commings punish not all For one's offence wee 'l prove our selves no Theeves San. Oh Soto I make Buttons Soto Would I could make some and leave this Trade Fer. Iron him then let the rest goe free but stir not one foote Out of Madrill bring you in your witnesse Soto Prick him with a Pinne or pinch him by the Elbow any thing San. My Lord Don Pedro I am your Ward wee have spent a little Money to get a horrible deale of Wit and now I am weary of it Pe. My runne-awayes turn'd Juglers Fortune-Tellers Soto No great Fortunes Fer. To Prison with 'em both a Genleman play the Asse San. If all Gentlemen that play the Asse should to Prison you must widen your Jayles Come Soto I scorne to beg set thy foot to mine and kick at shackles Fer. So so away with 'em Soto Send all our Company after and wee 'l play there and be as merry as you here Exit Fer. Our Comedy turn'd Tragicall please you Lords walke This Actor here and I must change a word And I come to you Omnes Well my Lord your pleasure Exeunt Fer. Why couldst thou thinke in any base disguise To blinde my sight Fathers have Eagles Eyes But pray sir why was this done why when I thought you Fast lock'd in Salamanca at your Study Leap'd you into a Gipsie Ro. Sir with your pardon I shall at fit time to you shew cause for all Fer. Meane time sir you have got a Trade to live by Best to turne Player an excellent Ruffian ha But know sir when I had found you out I gave you This project of set purpose 't is all my selfe What the old Gipsie spake must be my Language Nothing are left me but my Offices And thin-fac'd honours and this very Creature By you so scorn'd must raise me by your Marrying her Ro. You would not build your glory on my ruines Fer. The Rascall has bely'd the Lady Shee is not halfe so bad all 's one shee 's rich Ro. Oh! will you see the joyes of my full youth To Dunghill muck seeke out some wretches Daughter Whose soule is lost for gold then you are more noble Then t' have your Son the top branch of your house Grow in a heape of rubbish I must marry a thing I shall be asham'd to owne asham'd to bring her Before a Sun-beame Fer. I cannot helpe it sir resolve upon 't and doo 't Ro. And doo 't and die Is there no face in Spaine for you to pick out But one to fright mee when you sat the Play here There was a beauty to be Lord of which I would against an Army throw defiance Fer. Shee Alas Ro. How how at every haire of her's There hangs a very Angel this I am ready To drop down looking at it Sir I beseech you Bury mee in this Earth on which I am humbled To beg your blessing on mee for a Gipsie Rather then oh I know not what to terme it Pray what is that young pensive piece of beauty Your voyce for her I ey'd her all the scene Fer. I saw you did Ro. Me thought 't was a sweete Creature Fer. Well tho my present state stands now on Ice I 'le let it crack and fall rather then bar thee Of thy content this Lady shall goe by then Ro. Hang let her there or any where Fer. That young Lannard Whom you have such a minde to if you can whistle her To come to Fist make tryall play the young Falconer I will nor mar your marriage nor yet make Beauty no wealth wealth uglinesse which you wil take Ro. I thanke you sir put on your Mask good Madam The Sun will spoyle your Face else Exit ACTUS QUINTUS Enter Fernando Francisco Pedro Roderigo Clara Maria as from Church ever the Stage Fer. stayes Roderigo Fer. THou hast now the Wife of thy desires Ro. Sir I have And in her every blessing that makes Life Loath to be parted with Fer. Noble shee is And faire has to enrich her Blood and Beauty Plenty of Wit Discourse Behaviour Carriage Ro. I ow you duty for a double birth Being in this happinesse begot againe Without which I had been a man of wretchednesse Fer. Then henceforth Boy learne to obey thy fate 'T is falne upon thee know it and embrace it Thy Wife 's a wanton Ro. A wanton Fer. Examine through the progresse of thy youth What capitall sins what great one 't is for 't is A great one th' ast committed Ro. I a great one Fer. Else Heaven is not so wrathfull to poure on thee A misery so full of bitternesse I am thy Father thinke on 't and be just Come doe not dally Ro. Pray my Lord Fer. Foole 't were Impossible that Justice should raine downe In such a frightfull horror without cause Sir I will know it rather blush thou didst An act thou darst not name then that it has A name to be knowne by Ro. Turne from mee then And as my guilt sighes out this monster Rape Oh! doe not lend an Eare Fer. Rape fearefull Ro. Hence hence springs my due reward Fer. Th' art none of mine Or if thou beest thou dost bely the stampe Of thy Nativity Ro. Forgive me Fer. Had shee Poore wronged Soule who e're shee was no Friend Nor Father to revenge had shee no Tongue To rore her injuries Ro. Alas I know her not Fer. Peace thou wilt blaze a sin beyond all president Young man thou shouldst have married her the Devill Of lust that riots in thy Eye should there Have let full love and pity not on this stranger Whom thou hast doted on Ro. Oh! had I married her I had been then the happiest man alive Enter Clara Maria and Pedro from behinde the Arras Cla. As I the happiest Woman being married Looke on me sir Ped. You shall not finde a change So full of feares as your most noble Father In his wise Triall urg'd Ma. Indeed you shall not The forfeit of her shame shall be her pawne Ro. Why pray d' ee mock my sorrowes now oh now My horrors flew about me Fer. No thy comforts Thy blessings Roderigo Cla. By this Crucifix You may remember me Ro. Ha! art thou that Lady wrong'd Cla. I was but now am Righted in noble satisfaction Ro. How can I turne mine Eyes and not behold On every side my shame Fer. No more hereafter Wee shall have time to talke at large of all Love her that 's now thine own doe Roderigo Shee 's farre from what I charactred Cla. My care shall live about me to deserve your love