Welcome noble friends Prae. For your part Sir à posteriore I salute you thus and your Sir thus with this Italian Frisco But as for you my superabundant Mistress accept the Foetâ—â— of my Minerva for your congratulatory welcome Var. 'T is pitie servant you are not pictur'd with a Laurell wreath in your forehead Rub. Or rather with a Coxcombs Crest Mistress Aside Prae. But my most inestimable Mistress I must dictate to you That you vilifie my brains fecundity in not applauding my ingenious conceptions since sure you love me Rub. Better then she loves Plum-porredge or Minc't-pyes I dare protest Prae. Tell me then thou Master-piece of Nature Rub. Mistress-piece Sir she is a woman Prae. Does not the superficies of my countenance demonstrate as much love as Don Quixot's or Gerardo's the unfortunate and ominous Spaniard am not I kin to the Family of the Guzmans think you Rub. Alias Goosman alias Goodman Goose aside Prae. And am I not the most acute compleat polite Itinerator that ever caper'd over the Alps and the Pyrenaean mountains and the most sublime and ingenious Poet that ever drank of the Heliconian Castalian and Pierian Fountains Have not I sixteen languages exactly perfectly and perspicuously Rub. Sixscore Master Prae. Come my supereminent Mistress let us expatiate to refresh our palats with our delicious banquets the minc't pies and the Plum-pudding which my English Cook made me will be cold else Come sirrah follow Exeunt Heb. Now my sweet guts and garbege my Fathers old Boots were never so liquor'd and greas'd as you shall be Exit Scaena tertia Enter Chaves Roderiguez and Boy Cha. HAst thou the Song Boy Boy Yes Sir Cha. Are the Musitians ready Boy They expect behind you pillar Cha. But art thou sure this is her window Rod. The same ne're feare we shall have audience Boy sings 1 Hail Mariana let thine eyes From their sable Clouds arise And dart their fire At our desire To re-illuminate the skies 2 The Moon is down the Stars doe hide Their lustre and our zeal deride Vnveil thy beams Those goldenst eams Will vye them in their greatest pride 3 Shine forth sweet light one gentle ray Will drive our dismall night away And make us deem Sol mounts his Team Our zeal shall swear 't is break of day 4 Let us sweet Saint thy vertues know How great a brightnesse they can show Tell us the Sun Is backward run And that he hath reverst his Plough 5 Shine out sweet Venus thou canst soon Transcend the Taper of the Moon And with thy light Quicken the night Turning our Morning into Noon 6. Hail Mariana cast an eye With a relenting sympathy Vnvail the books Of thy sweet looks And let me read my Destinie Rod. So now depart and charge the Musitians they say nothing Boy I will Signior Exit Rod. The window is opened friend list who speaks Mariana and Catalina out at the window Mar. I marvail Catalina who bestowed This Musick on us it was good and sweet Cat. Some one that dog'd you home from Alvarado's Some Amorado Rod. Speak Sir now or never Cha. All peace content and joy attend you Ladies Mar. What man art thou that when Nights Curtain 's drawn And with her sable mantle vails the skies Dar'st venture on our secrets Cha One you promis'd When for your sake I sav'd Picarro's life To keep in memory Mar. Sir if you are he I am obliged I confess to honour Your nobleness but these untimely houres Admit no conference for your Musick Sir We give you thanks so much I love you that I 'll not endanger you if you be seen You run your lifes dire hazard Sir good night Fair thoughts attend you Cha. Stay for Loves sake were there Dangers as thick here as there 's stars above us I would contemn them all if death it self Should here incounter me l'ld scorn the fury Tell him his hand had here no power your presence Makes men immortall Mar. Cause you shall not Sir Condemn me of discourtesie I 'll stay But to your purpose let me know it briefly Or I must be unmannerly Cha. Why then In brief I love you and desire your love Mar. And is this all good night Cat. Hear him out Mistress he 's an honest Gentleman I know by 's words Cha. My zeal could tell you Lady That your are fair you know it that your eyes Clothe night in days robes and eclipse the stars With their bright lustre that you are the modell Of Natures artifice her true Idea In whose brow Art and Beauty wedded meet But these dear Mariana and the like Pedantick terms I leave to those whose loves Are in their lips I 'll be as plain in speech As zealous in respects my deeds shall speak My Love no Changeling Mar. But I cannot Sir Nor must not love you many one would feed Your flames with frustrate species to deride Your passions but I do carty with me More honest thoughts as you have been I 'll be Brief save your labour Signior they are fruitless You sing to th' deaf and plough the sandy shore I must not love you Cha. I 'm oblig'd to you 'T is well and nobly done to put an end To my hot tortures view this blade the same Which for your sake I did restrain from shedding Picarro's blood for better ends shall now goes to stab himself In bloody Characters write me thy Martyr Rod. Hold hold for heav'ns sake hold What mean you Chaves Cha. Nothing but to open A vein that 's stopt 't is good for me to bleed My sword will be a good Phlebotomist I 'm sick of th' Plurisy a burning feaver 'T is better once to die then thus to live In lingring flames and piece-meal crumble ha Be thou my friend and since my Life cannot Let death now make me pittied Let me die Mar. You 're a faint hearted Soldier what dasht At first repulse admit I could afford You heart-room in my breast you might well think Me very light should I at once be wonn Without experience of your Loyalty Besides our Countries use permits not Children To choose their husbands 'T is my Fathers care Get his consent and peradventure I May yeild to love you Cat. Do sweet Mistress he 's A very honest man I 'd take his word Cha. Look how the enamour'd air hangs o're her lips To suck a blessing from them I can think Now 't was no fable that bold Boreas Rapt fair Orithya since I see him haste To ravish thee of that too pretious breath Thy words expire with it will make his own Sweeter then Syrian winds when nought but Myrrhe And Bysse perfume them Mar. You 're too hasty Sir It is impossible that I should love you I am contracted Cha. Yet 't is in your power To love your servant Mar. If Anatomists Tell truth that say I' th' Center of our hearts There is a little Concave where resides Our best affections then your Augury Must needs be truth
May I not doe it Rod. What strange temper 's this His mind runs on the Moon What Lunatick Cha. Look where the death-full Owle flies Heark her wings Flask in the aire t' invite the Dawes that nest In yon tall steeple to deride me is there No heat in nature left Am I converted So soon to water Yet my eyes are dry They cannot weep a flood sufficient For a new generall Deluge Look I quake Like to a frosty Polander when wrapt In Iron sheets he layes him down a man O're night in th'Field and in the morning rises A Cake of Ice or Snow-ball Is' t not cold My limbs do play on th'Organs Gas 'T is your fancy You 're passionatly mad Cha. I do not vvalk yet Bare vvith a long Horn arm'd nor kisse the dust With naked feet but I vvill learn these garments Are very ponderous vvhen I 've rent them off I shall begin to be a Bedlam Rod. Gaspar Prithee perswade him Gas Sir you do conceit Because your project mist to night your love Is lost for ever do not so to morrow We 'l have a night as opportune as this To kill her husband Cha. Yes if he vvould die When vve do vvish him dead or could our eyes Kill him and never look upon him so I doe believe he might be slain but else Gas Heare me a little if I do not show A vvay to kill him Cha. That 's an easie thing Levell a Canon at him blow him up With Gunpowder Gas But heare me Sir to morrow You and your friend vvith others I 'll procure In strange disguises shall present your selves There in a Masque I 'll tell you are my friends And in the Dance one of the men I 'll hire Shall kill him you shall not be touch't in this How like you't Sir is' t not a good conceit Cha. Good very good could my deeds but effect What you have spoken but I fear he has Some charms about him steele nor poyson will Enter his body so 'ts impossible That what you here advise can e're be done Gas Yes fear not Sir I 'll visit you to morrow Cha. Do and forget not what you promise now Rod. His care and vigilance is far beyond Our thoughts Cha. Then let him glut himself to night Gas It surely Sir shall be his last good night Men may shun publick but not privat spight Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Mariana Catalina Ma. Come thou' rt a wily strumpet faith thou didst Excellent well but not one word I 'll goe And dress me Exit Enter Picarro Pic. Sure I have drunk the blood of scorpions Suckt mandrakes juice or henbane seed my heart Is almost hurnt to ashes Catalina Fetch me some water Cat. Here 's some ready Sir Pic. Give me another cup I hate that bowle 'T was that I drank last night in was 't not you Fill'd me the wine Cat. It was Pic. Was nothing in 't Cat. Nothing but wine and sugar Sir Pic. What 's this Cat. Some of the sugar spilt on th' side of th' cup I 'll wipe it off Pic. Stay is this sugar minion I 've found you out you 're hir'd to poyson me This is a drug speak quickly say by whom Or perish Cat. O good Sir if I had thought I should have had no better a requitall I 'ld not have been so kinde Pic. So kinde as how Be brief or this shall spoile your utterance Cat. A Maidenhead deserves more favour Sir Pic. Impudent divell who 'd to do with that Cat. Last night you had it Sir Pic. Dye Monster goes to kill her Cat. Hold Sir for Heav'ns sake I confess my Mistress Pic. What of my Love Cat. To say truth Sir she hir'd me To give y' a sleepy potion having lost The blossome of her honour she procur'd Me to supply her place and laid me by you Pic. But is this truth ha whore Pulls out Mariana Egregious strumpet was it not sufficient To make me be the pack horse of thy lust The common father to thy odious fry The loathsome compound of laciviousness Thou hast within thee but thou must betray My chaste embraces to the sinfull arms Of a foul harlot on that sacred night When I was full with hopes of the reward Of my true love ask mercy quickly pray For I will kill thee Ma. Holy Angels guard me What mean you dear Picarro Heav'ns and Saints Help as I 'm guiltless Pic. Guiltless so 's the Devil A plague upon this curst effeminate sex Would curses wound as doth the Mandrakes groan I would invent as bitter searching tearms As curst as harsh as horrible to hear As lean-fac'd envy in her loathsome Cave My tongue should stumble in my earnest words My eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint My hair be fixt an end as one distract Yea every joynt should seem to curse and ban Oh! I could thunder out a Volley of Curses A rapsody of banefull execrations He turns aside Ma. What dost thou turn away and hide thy face I am no loathsome Leaper look on me What art thou like the Adder waxen deaf Be poys'nous too and kill thy forlorn spouse Pic. Thou hast a place about thee where the furies Take up their mansion I do know thy eyes Can with false tears outvy the Crocodile Thy tongue can altercate more several notes Then the Hyaena's and can sweetly charm As doth a Syren warble forth as sweet Notes as a Philomel 't is bootless now To seeke to palliate thy Crimes thy partner Reveal'd it all repent and do it quickly Or 〈…〉 damn'd I care not Ma. Must I die Pic. 〈◊〉 â—ould though Queens upon their knees in tears 〈…〉 pardon Saints implore thy life 〈…〉 â—ot save it canst thou nourish hopes Of ought but death when thy inhumane Acts Tell thee thou hast deserv'd to suffer for them More then eternall tortures Ma. O Picarro Remember what I am not what I have been I 'm now your wife Sir if I have been tempted To that Venerean sin 't was e're religion Had made me yours you were not injur'd by it And though for fear of being discover'd I Did thrust this hapless maid into your bed Though 't be a fault that well might merit death Damne me not for it give me leave to make My peace with Heav'n and then I 'll yeild to die Thank you to kill me Pic. If I let her talk A little longer she 'll perswade me come Hold up your hands for mercy make short praiers And this shall say Amen unto them pray Holds up his Sword Ma. Since your stern rage will not permit you hear A word of mercy for your own sake do not Draw double vengeance on your self poor Girl 'T was I that caus'd her sin a twofold murder Will lie too heavy on you Pic. Sure my hand Has got the Palsey yet before thou dy'st Discharge thy conscience of one crime thy soul Will be the lighter tell me this what Fiend What Devill in humane shape for man would never
life I powre the helpless balm of my poor eyes Avant thou dreadfull minister of hell Thy power could touch but their mortality Their souls thou could'st not hurt Avant begone If heav'n have any grievous plague in store Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee O! let them keep it till thy sins be ripe And then hurl down their indignation In showers of fiery Vengeance on thy head Behold the pattern of thy Butcheries See! Villain See! how my Poore Chaves wounds Open their congeald mouths and bleed a fresh Blush blush thou lumpe of basenesse Bastard blush Within whose breast more snakes and Hydra's dwell Then in the Stygian and Lernaean Dens For 't is thy presence that exhales the blood From cold and empty veins where no blood dwells May Heaven with lightning fry thee into death Or let the inhiant Earth Devour thee quick As it doth swallow up mp Chaves blood Gas Cousin you know no Rules of Charity Ma. Villain thou knowst no Law of God or Man No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity Gas I slew them not Ma. Then say they were not slain But dead they are and Devilish Slave by thee Gas I did not kill your Chaves Mar. Then he lives Gas Nay he is dead and by Picarro slain Mar. Take heed that monstrous lye will choak you did Not you kill my dear Chaves Gas I grant yes Mar. Dost grant me he was only fit for Heav'n And thou unfit for any place but hell Gasp He lives that loves you better then he could Ma. Name him Gas Your friend and servant faithfull Gaspar Ma. Where is he Gas Here. She spits at him What dost thou spit at me Ma. Would it were mortall poyson for thy sake Out of my sight thou dost infect mine eyes Gas Thy eyes sweet Cousin have infected mine Ma. Would they were Basiliscks to strike thee dead Gas That you may know how little I respect Your love receive this token from my arme Kills her Catalina runs out Varl What shall we doe now Signior Gas You must sweare Balthazar killed Mariana Chaves Balthazar Chaves and Varina fell By mad Picarro's arme then in revenge Roderigvez kill'd Picarro this is brave 'T will hold out water well but where 's this wench This devill Catalina heav'ns she 's gone W' are all betraid undone Enter Alonzo Alvarez Frederique Catalina with guards Gas O noble Patron Behold the ruin of the stateliest structure Dame Nature ever built by those curst villains Alo. My daughter Swounds Gas Comfort Signior Let your reason Put reins unto your passion Courage Alo. What cometh Gaspar now to comfort me Came he right now to sing a ravens note Whose dismall tune bereft my vitall powers And thinks he that the chirping of a wren By crying comfort from a hollow brest Can chase away the first conceived sounds Hide not thy poyson with such sugred words Lay not thy hands on me forbeare I say Their touch affrights me with a serpents sting Thou balefull messenger out of my sight Upon thy eye-balles murderous Tyranny Sits in grim majesty to fright the world Look not upon me for thy eyes are wounding Yet doe not goe a way come Basilicks And kill the innocent Gazer with thy sight For in the shade of death I shall find joy In life but double death now she is dead Come hither Alvarez and fright thy soule With a new Gorgon see see where thy sonne Lies weltring in his gore Alv. Who did this murder Gas He that foule monster and this cursed villain With that came rushing in and slue your daughter First then Picarro killing him was slain By these two varlotts Alo. Quick lay hold on them First with strong ropes wee 'll bind them to the rack And with hott Irons extort their sparkling Eyes Cat. Sir credit not this villaine by his means Chaves enjoy'd your daughter 't was his brain That hammer'd all this mischiefe and at length When Mariana would not own his love With his own hand he stabd her is' t not so Bastard Gas Confide not in these feigned Comments Fred. Confesse you varlots or I 'll rack you 1. Varl He Hir'd us unto it and first by his Command Fell this man Chaves by our impious hands And after Roderiguez then this Lady Seeing her Brother slain did with her bodkin Open her veins and laid her by his side Next this Varina whose young spouse was lately Massacred here now swouns into her death Then by this mans command Picarro fell And by his own hand Mariana thus Ended this Tragick Scene Cat. 'T is doubtlesse true But 't was Picarro that slew Balthasar Gas Am I betraid clap thunder at my fall For Fame shall speak me for as slye a Bastard As Sin e're view'd you 'll laugh when you doe see My limbs distended on the torturing Rack But you shall lose your aim since I must die I 'll please my self in chusing of my death But know Alonzo 't was your baseness that Urg'd me to this revenge which you must feele A little nearer you your self shall fall stabs him Curse on you all this hand shall now set free My self from your intended tyrannie stabs himself Alv. Hold hold his hands we 'll him in piecemeal tear And throw his carcasse for the Dogs to feed on The earth ne're bore a monster like him Fred. Hold Keep life in him till we compleat his torments That his black eyes may see the vengeance due To his deserts which plagues shall studied be Gas 'T is past I 'm going now my blood is pale It comes thin from my heart-strings may you all Perish alone the Bastard doth not fall Dies Alv. Convey these bodies in our grief shall swell And study torments that may equall Hell Exeunt ERRATA Pag. 4. line 21. for Dull read Full. P. 9. l. 18. for with r. which P. 16. l. 37. for disert r. desert P. 20. l. 46. for optitick r. optick P. 21 l. 10. for they r. they 've P. 30. l. 12. Exit and penult for this winding r. their P. 33. l. 21. for wilt r. will 't P. 40. l. 19. for panvillos r. panuillos P. 64. l. 33. r. Las Sir I. FINIS EPILOGVE NOw we have done 'ts the greatest of our Fears You 'll say W 'ave led you hither by the Ears To see some strange Conceipt But when you came You found our ' Spitall-wits both Blind and Lame Faith if w 'ave made you Fools 't were best you be Silent that you may have more Company If any injury be done We doe Acknowledge it is onely done to you We cook'd it for your Palats if the Meat Disrelish don't indict us for a Cheat We hop'd to please if ought disgust We wish You 'ld think it but an ill-cookt Spanish Dish Your Patience claims our Thanks Let GASPAR have Your Favours hang like Scutcheons o're his Grave His Death hath Justice satisfied from you We doe on his behalf for Mercy sue Let not your hasty Censures raise those stones Which doe Inurn him or disturb his Bones And throw his Ashes in the air be wise Lest his proud Dust rise and put out your eyes Bridle your Passion 't were sin your breath Should sting his Name and blast him after Death My Fancy prompts Me that your Votes will give Attested by your hands a large Reprieve ' Gainst Envie 's doom and that his Genius shall Not be condemn'd as quite Apocryphall If any strain 's unsav'ry or don 't fit Your Humour say it is a Bastard-Wit It is our hopes in Country Court and City If not your Love We shall deserve your Pity FINIS
doth bear a greater prevalence Then words extemporary can expect Words are like infants whose unwelcome birth If premature bring death unto their mother Cha. Let it be so Rod. It shall be so Apollo guide my pen And let thy Heliconian Fountains yeeld Liquor unto it that the thing I write May there prevail where rests my souls delight Exeunt Scena quarta Enter Chaves and Picarro drawing PIc. Come come Sir draw or by this hand and sword I 'll be your Priest Cha. Sure you mistake I am not The man you look for Pic. You shall find my eyes Have their true object Coward prate not draw Let s view thy weapon Cha. Sir your habit speaks you A man and noble I admire your judgment Should be so rash to quarrel with me who Ne're injur'd you and to my knowledge till This time ne're saw you Pic. All your Rhetorick Shall not excuse your carcasse turn and fight Or perish Cha. Tell me why and then you 'll find I am no Coward Pic. Hear my reason You Have offred me an injury I must not Put up while you do walk with that same nose Make hast and draw Draw or this slave shall beat Courage into thee Coward Cha. Well perforce Since you will tempt a danger from my arm Receiv't Picarro falls So now I hope you 'l yeeld the cause Made you so valiant Enter Mariana Mar. Stay for pitie save Picarro's life take mine as you 're a man Bridle your fury Cha. Doe I dream who speak Mar. A haplesse Virgin let the prayers and tears Of one that never sued before redeem His lifes dire forfeit if you be so cruell That nought but blood will suit your anger here Sheath your bright weapon in my breast my blood Will sooner quench your irefull heat kill me And let him live Cha. Sure she has stoln from heav'n An Angels utterance had Vlysses heard This Syren minurize the mast had been Too weak to hold him Orpheus might have learnt New notes to fit 's harp had a salvage Scythe Or untam'd â—â—re when manacled they drive Whole flocks of men before them on whose flesh Death strait should riot hear her speak their fiercenesse Would soon relent they would forget the sweetnesse Of their inhuman banquet and let loose Those they had markt for slaughter Mar. Pray you Sir Cha. Historians truly may relate how stones Follow'd Amphion to the Theban walls How lofty Ossa and Banchaia danc'd At overhearing the Odrysian Lyre That Dolphins at Arions Harp grew tame And coucht their scaly backs to beare him out Of Neptunes foamy surges likely 't is And possible since one Accent from her lips Can work far greater miracles I would raise A man that long had bedrid lain nay were he Witherd with feeble age should she smile on him He well might laugh at sage Meden's charms Tell Aeson then that her blest look had made him Fuller of youthfull vigours then the force Of her inchanted hearbs infus'd into him Mar. Then you wil save him Cha. Look how dark sorrow 's beautified how comely She 's in her tears they sit upon her cheeks Like Erythraean pearls enchas'd on grounds Of true Vermilion Foolish Lapidaries What need you borrow of the frozen Zone Congealed Ice catch these drops they 're more pretious Then most transparent Crystall I would fain Grant thy request but that I should too soon Be exil'd from that blessing which your presence Fully affoords me yet 't is too unholy That she should kneel I 'll raise her Mar. Here I 'll lie He offers to raise her Prostrate for ever lesse you please to save Picarro's forfeit life Cha. How happy Heav'ns Is he in being vanquished to have So fair a saver would my life had been Put at his mercy For your sake I 'll grant Him life on this condition That he tell What made him be my enemy Mar. This morning If I mistake not passing by our coach As we were coming from our Vineyard you Pull'd up the Curtains drawn before to see Who were within which he in heat of blood Took as a wrong and followed you Cha. I 'm sorry I was discourteous Mar. Come Picarro Signior I am your worths true servant Exeunt Mar. and Picarro Enter Roderiguez and Boy Rod. How now Chaves What drawn so neer the Citie pray heav'ns my stay Has not endanger'd you met you with theeves Cha. With one hath stoln my best of Jewels Sir I am undone lost friend for ever Rod. Why Cha. Look I not strangely o're I did My looks Rod. Why What should aile you Are you frighted Sir Cha. Doe not my eyes speak my hearts falshood Ha! Rod. Chaves dear friend how fare you Is all well Cha. I prithee be my Priest and sacrifice My treacherous carcasse to Eugenia doe it And when I yeeld the Ghost I 'll tell thee friend That I fare well ne're stare on me my life Is a worse torture then the rack or wheele Ixions plague is but a play-game to 't Nor his that rolls the revoluble stone Nor that of proud Prometheus on whose heart Th' insulting Vulture preyes Rod. Alas he raves What cursed Friend tempts you to be thus desperate Cha. Desperate Kill me let thy Rapier doe it Ne're muse upon it I deserve to die Do justice on me Rod. Tell me why and then Perchance I 'll do it Cha. Hear me then Suppose I had a beauteous sister you Roderiguez Should vow her service proffer her your love Get my consent her fathers and her heart too And aster fool both him and her and me Should I not kill you think you Rod. Yes I deserv'd it Cha. Then here 's my sword I 've done all this and more The vow 's I made to your Eugenia's nothing A dream an airy shadow you are fool'd Your father 's cousned by my hopes 't is true I love another Rod. 'T is impossible Your fury makes you utter this Cha. By the hopes I have that thou wilt kill me I have spoke No more but truth by all that 's good I have not I love another I stole her countenance but she my heart Rod You 're a treacherous man Base and unworthy take your weapon back Defend your selfe Cha. I will not I confesse I have deserv'd death but it grieves me that By thy hands I must suffer but my fate Is irresistable Dispatch me Rod. Stay E're I doe kill thee think how ominous Thy crime is young men will abhor thee virgins Hearing thy fault will with their imprecations Heap tortures on thee Poore Eugenia Sister I grieve for thee most Are you ready Cha. Yes Not to resist but to be sacrific'd Rod. I 'll not become his Butcher for the name Of Friend so often vowd between us holds My arms I cannot strike him live to see Heav'n work thy ruine I 'll not be thy Priest Farwell false man and look who e're thou wed Shee 'l be a faithless strumpet to thy bed Cha. Thou lyest return I 'll fight She I
farewell Exit Tho. Adieu sweet Lady Now if this Letter bear a gentle sense And gives a Fiat to Rod'riguez suit His heart will mount so high with joy that it Enter Roderiguez Outstrips imagination Noble Sir Rod. What newes Thomaso come and glut my ears With comfortable tidings Tho. Whether such As you expect Sir or the contrary Resides not in the confines of my knowledge Rod. Spake you not with her at the time prefixt Tho. Yes and her mind salutes you in this paper Rod. Came this from her Tho. I had it from her hands Rod. Hadst thou encompast all this Universe Especially the East and Western India And ransackt either of them for their pearls Or hadst thou ript the bowels of the earth And laid her hidden treasure at my feet It could not have procur'd the hundredth part Of that content as doth this piece of paper Tho. Still may 't be multiplyed and augment Your wisht beatitude a thousand fold He reads it Rod. What have we here A slat deniall Ha Hard-hearted Lady hadst thou spectacles Which might so help thy optitick faculties As to behold my bleeding heart thou couldst not Choose but relent and love me for my love Tho. Patience noble Sir Rod. T is cruelty alas sh 'ad courteous been Had she procur'd my death or my proscription But thus to charact'rize my torments and To dally with my flames doth argue she Studies the Art of inhumanity Tho. Let not such thoughts finde harbour in your breast Exile them thence Rod. They took possession And cannot easily be extruded thence Tho. Why then encounter her your self and speak Let not a Letter daunt you storm again Your parts do speak you man and you may win her It may be she observes formality In these her actions and for fashion sake Her tongue saies no as maidens use to do When as her minde thinks yea good Sir about it Tho. Thy Councel's prevalent and I 'll observe Next time I 'll try her and my reasons shall Triumph victorious or in th'Duell fall Exeunt Scena secunda Enter Hebes Solus OH my decaied panch is' t not a miserable case that a mans belly should ne're see a piece of roast beef nor ones guts feel one drop of double drink in two years There 's one Mr. Want a lean Gentleman of our Parish hath so debarred me from sustenance that I scarce weigh threescore on each side besides feet head leggs and offall There 's an old shaver they call Don Praepontio that lives hereabouts that maintains his men every day in holyday bellies and their chaps strut as if they were created for nothing but to blow bagpipes now if I could scrue into his service my spiny Carcass would begin to whine as a dog after flesh when his chaps run over But soft sure this is he Enter Praepontio Rubio Heb. I 'll make as if I knew him not and praise him to 's very face and then I 'll warrant you Prae. Thus perambulating all alone I ruminate on the multiplicity of those joyes that my Varina might afford me Heb. Save thee honest friend Prae. Why what art thou Heb. What am I Thou seest I am neither horse nor mare bull nor cow hog nor pig dog nor rat mouse nor cat fish nor flesh nor good red herring but as I may say a meere man Prae. My Mistriss will be well taken Rubio to hear this fellow talk but say art a meer man canst thou keep thy money and not grease the ale-wifes fingers with it Heb. How grease the ale-wifes fingers with it nay I should prove a very fool then for she might then grease my face with her talons for not paying my reck'ning Prae. Well spoken of a fool Heb. I by my faith Master was it Prae. I mean canst thou keep thy money from spending Heb. I Master if I had it Prae. Wilt thou live with me Heb. I Sir an 't please you I 'm dissolved on that point already Prae. Go stand at the Curtains and seal your lips Didst thou invite her Rubio you must wait very attentively at her elbow and if perchance a drop fall from her mouth you must be sure to catch it I 'll have it put in a reliquary but does not my great ruff become me admirably will she not like me thinkst thou in this suit I will coyne words shall make her in love with me Rub. You will bewitch her with your very looks ne're doubt it you look now more compleatly then the great Mogull or the Arch-Duke Prae. I have a Lions Countenance Rub. Nay a Bears rather or a Baboons you look so smug on 't Master Prae. But didst thou see what an admirable piece of Poetry I consarcinated in my bed nay in my sleep Rubio Rub. Some drowsie Poem Prae. Ovid de Arte Amandi was never like it Hold my Cloke Rubio doe you see Rub. I see your back-side Sir Prae. But mark my Verses how melodiously they run upon their feet Rub. They gallop Prae. Mark Hem hem hem If you would old Natures wonder See list while I her praise out-thunder Her head a Cedar over-growes Her rosie Cheeks and radiant Nose Her hands Lillies for eyes behold Amber or Barbary Gold From her middle to her knees Guesse what monstrous rarities Lye hid the Tropick Zone cannot Burn or cast forth flames so hot As does my heart 't is she must heale me Or Death will with his paws bemeale me How lik'st thou it Rub. Horribly beyond expression Prae. I wil write a whole volume of such Elegies and put down Lope de vega or Gacilasso's Poems Rub. You must get tunes to them they will passe for excellent new Ballads Prae. O! my Uncle Alv. O! my wise kinsman what sayes your Mistress Prae. O Uncle she is the noblest wittiest woman that ever I encountred with since I gallopt or'e the Alps she surpasses me in ingeniosity for all my travels Rub. And my Master God blesse his worships Coxcomb told her you would give her Holland Cheese Parmasane and Calves-head to breakfast if she would have him Prae. Nay Uncle she askt me if you would give her your land at Granada Alv. And what didst thou answer Prae. Peace sirrah Uncle aspect my judgement in being responsible I sayd I that he will if I thought the old dotard would not I would dash out his brains Alv. Thank you Nephew How then Prae. For quoth I although he were hang'd or drownd or dead any way though the Divel should carry him away in a Harricane I should have his land being as I am eldest son to his eldest sister is' t not so Uncle I know my Pedigree Rub. Master you need no Herald to blaze your worth you can doe it sufficiently your selfe Prae. True very true but Uncle shall I dance with my Mistress anon I long to meet her in a measure I can so caper it Enter Alonzo Varina and Servant Alv. Here comes your Mistress and her Uncle Prae. Pray let me accost them Alv.
of my fact which youth Unbridled youth occasion'd though my crime May challenge death as it 's desert your hands Ought not to be deaths messengers 't suffices That I have sinn'd add not to my delict By making you a parricide dear father Forgive me Alo. No! Thou 'st laid a stain upon Our houses honour which thy wanton blood Nought else can wash away Ma. O! rob not Heav'ns Of their prerogatives let them revenge Your quarrell for my mothers sake whom oft You said my feature represented spare me For her sake do it Alo. Nay for her sake rather I must be mov'd to butcher thee who fear'st not So to profane her image which remains Better decipherd in thy perfect essence Then in her monument thou d'st better 've pull'd Her sacred reliques from their Urne defil'd them Cast out her ashes on a dunghill then Committed this for which her glorious soul If Saints can weep makes heav'n a sea O Girle Shame that thou art my issue I conceited If there had ought been good in Nature then Thou had'st been Mistress of it now I see Grief to my age I was too fond Affection Made me adore an Idol I was cozen'd There is no trust in mortals Gas Pray you Sir You are too much distemper'd faith her fault Is not worth half this anger take her up Let not the earth pollute those limbs the pride Of Natures workmanship you may behold In those fair Orbs true penitence those tears Were of sufficient vertue to restore A person damn'd to paradise forgive her Or you 're too cruel Signior Alo. Let her then Reveal her Partner Gas That demand's unjust If she should do it men should fear hereafter To preasure women when they see that threats Can force Discoveries good Sir ask it not 'T is too unreas ' nable Ma. What said my Father Alo. Marry ungratious minyon I would know Whom you have chosen for your stallion To glut your never-sated Orke withlust Ma. Is' t me you mean Sir slack your passion Sir Gas Conceal him if you do affect his life Whispers to her Ma. These lips yet tepid with his frequent kisses Before they utter ought to hurt him shall Be clos'd for ever rather rot with Cankers Gas Noble Virago Alo. Then resolve to die Ma. I care not here 's my bosome rip it up And steal an acute Eagles eye to pry Into my hearts small caverns and explore His name that writ there yet it will remain Hid in some little Concave that your fury Shall never know it kill me I shall smile On ugly death embrace her with a soul Triumphant as a Martyrs I will perish A thousand times e're once I wil disclose That pretious secret Gaspar holds him Alo. Do you brave me do you Let go my hands Gas I must not will not let you Draw mischief on your self go in sweet Coz Let me alone with him Exit Mariana Alo. Stand off Let go And let me follow her Gas For what your rage Shall not have way to do an act which done You 'ld wail in tears for ever should you kill her Think what a crime you onerate your soul wich Next what a scandall would ensue a man Of your known worth at this age to become A Parricide on such a daughter only For keeping close her friend Why should you be Inquisitive to know him Alo. T' have revenge Gas Why so I did imagin banish rage And hear with reasons ears be sure your daughter Has plac'd her love on some base one she dares not Make privy to your ear should she disclose him You would she thinks have vengeance for her fault Were he a person noble she would haste To tell his name boast of her choice how say you Is not this reason Lets go his hands Alo. Very true Gas He being A man so worthless 't would disgrace you more In seeking vengeance for the humourous world Apt to suspect the worse would judge the Cause Of your revenge to be as 't is and so You lay your own dishonour and your daughters Open which else might sleep unmention'd none But you and I are privy to 't and e're A syllable should pass in your disgrace Out of my mouth I vvould be dumb Alo. But Gaspar What shall I do vvith her For Balthasar Will publish her disgrace so all vvill shun Her hated Nuptials I 'll go make her enter 'Mong barefoot Nuns into some Monastery Spend the long remnant of her blooming youth In holy prayers and penitence I 'll make The poor my heirs found sacred Hospitals Build Colledges vvith my revenues Gas Madness Religious madness that 's the ready way To sell her to damnation will her spirit Can you conceive which now doth pass the limits Of Liberty endure a Cloister Balthasar Fear not his clamours wise men will impute Them to his passion ' cause h 'as lost her rather Then to her merit Patron you may finde Some younger Brother noble as her self To be her husband Gold will make her seem A virgin though a Mother Alo. Honest Gaspar I know thou lov'st me Gas As I doe the bliss I hope for Alo. And alas ungratefull I Have been too negligent of thy worth but thou Hast inurn'd all those acts Gas 'Ts my Duty Alo. Once I promis'd thee her marriage and in Justice She is thy wife and sure Astraea's angry For th' injury I did thee and imposeth This heavy cross upon me wilt thou now Solemnize with her Hymens sacred rites Be not dismaid although her hair-brain'd youth Hath run into an errour rather due To heat of blood then her condition She may be honest Gas Honest I dare swear She will be truly vertuous but the meanness Of my poor fortunes makes me worthless I Have a spot in my blood which would dishonour Your family reserve that Sir for one Of noble and illustrious Parentage Whose worth and quality may add a title Unto your houses fame for my part I Nourish no such thoughts all the height my poor Ambition soars at is to be esteem'd Your humble slave still Alo. Thou' rt too humble Gaspar Erect thy Spirit man thou hadst a Father Had fire in 's veins come thou shalt marry her I doe command you Gas Your commands are laws As sacred to me as are Oracles I must not break them Alo. Thou wilt wed her then Gas Since you command it Alo. Now I see thou lov'st me Call me no more thy Patron but thy Father I will acquaint my daughter with my will Exit Gas Have I not labour'd finely has my brain Not won the Laurell wreath She is my own And what care I now what the envious world Can say of me They 'l call me Cuckold that 's In my esteem as much as they should call Me Signior Let her take her pleasure she Not I doth sin I 'm sure she will afford me My fill at night too Happy Age when all Were common when old Natures lawes were read Without a Comment every man was
free For every woman then none fear'd the stab For kissing Enter Picarro Pic. Save you Gaspar Gas And you too Sir what 's your businesse Pic. 'T is not Sir with you 'T is with your Master Exit Gas With your Master Hem How scornfully this youth demeans himselfe E're long when I am married I shall be Sir Don or any thing Enter Alonzo and Picarro Pic. Good Sir my Father Commends him to you and intreats you would For satisfaction of the debt he owes you Accept his land at Cordova in mortgage And pay old Frederiques debt Alo. I grieve Picarro That he should com to this but 't is his fate I 'll doe him any courtesie return This as my answer Pic. Honor'd Sir I shall is going out Alo. A handsome man and an observant son Call back Picarro Gaspar Gas Sir Picarro My Father doth request you to return Alo. Signior Picarro I so much lament Your noble Fathers case that will you truly Resolve me one thing I will pay his debts Without your mortgage Pic. ' Tshould be difficult That I would not doe for his liberty Alo. Are you in love Pic. Not to my knowledge Alo. Could You be content to have a Wife Gas Corinna Were a fit match for him Pic. Yes of your choosing Alo. You 've seen my daughter Mariana what Say you to her Gas She is contracted Sir Surely he will not break his promise with me Pic. Your daughters worth's beyond my hopes Alo. But say That you should have her could you her affect Gas Sure sure he jests Pic. Nothing but heav'n and bliss I should desire more then her love Alo. Picarro I doe so much commiserate thy Father And thy own sufferings that I am resolv'd To give her to thee and thy land shall be Her Joynture Gas Do I dream Ha! ha I hope I shall not be deluded Patron Father What doe you mean Alo. Peace slave I 'll tell her of it Exit Gas But surely Patron you will not deale thus Heark Sir you mean to marry her Pic. I doe Gas You see this sword Pic. I what of that Gas Nay nothing It is a pure Toledo blade it cost As it is really worth twelve Duccats Sir But if you marry her you have a woman Pic. I hope she 's no Hermaphrodite Gas No but She 's something else a Whore Pic. Out slave thou' rt frantick Exit Gas O! that I were but valiant had but heart Great as my wrongs are or but so much power As would suffice to right them I could pull The Crystall Axell that supports the Spheares Down to the earth that all the world might perish Together with my selfe since all have sworn To be stark villains with me I 'm resolv'd Flectere si nequeo Superos Acheronta movere To Hell I 'll now address me Enter Balthazar Bal. Thou art come Now to thy period Bastard 't was your plot To bring me 'mong my enemies on purpose To have me slain but I have scap't to be Thy ruine Say thy Prayers drawes his Sword Gasp What mean you Sir Bal. To kill thee slave and so set free the earth From bearing such an execrable monster Such an inhumane villain Gas As your 're noble Lend me a little utterance till I cloath in vocall sounds a businesse that concerns Your honour neerly Bal. But be brief thy breath Will blast me els Gas You come you say to kill me I 'm glad that Nature has afforded life To such a wretch as I am till my blood May doe a person of your worth a pleasure Bal. And is this all Gas Forbeare a little heare me You doe suppose it was my plot to bring You to your death I do confesse Bal. What Speak Gas That won with gifts I did entice you thither To your destruction But hear me Sir There 's none so vile but may repent and since Your Fate afforded you a happier lot Then to be slain forgive me if the blood Of such a miscreant can ought avail you I 'll give it you my selfe you shall not stain Your noble hands with my poore homicide Bal. Rare excellent villain But methinks those tears And looks spring out of feigned penitence Disclose the man that hurt me and I 'll pardon Thy horrid fact and raise thee Gas Willingly 'T was he must be her husband Bal. Picarro Gas Picarro Bal. May I beleeve you Is this truth Gas Else kill me Bal. Farewell there 's gold Gas But stay if one so vile As I may give you counsell Bal. Any thing That tends to his destruction Gas Your hot breast Thirsts for revenge let it be noble he Off'red you publick wrong let your revenge Be publick too Bal. As how Gasp As thus to morrow When he returns from 's wisht-for Nuptials Meet him and kill him then escape into The Church 't will be your Castle and Asylum 'T is brave and safe Bal. Ingenious Gaspar think He 's dead already Exit Gas This hits right let all Perish I care not if I rise who fall Exit Scena quarta Enter Roderiguez Chaves Engenia disguised Rod. T Is strange my Father Sir should come to hear on 't Cha. It was that knavish Boy that did betray us Eug. Pray Sir be pleased to return your answer Rod. Friend you may walk I 've nothing to return Eug. Then without bashfull feare or flatrery You are a noble villain Rod. How now Sirrah Eug. Is not your Fathers love to be esteem'd Before your friends Does not your naturall duty You ow him stirre a fury in your blood Against that traytor Poore Eugenia she Wearies with tears ev'n griefe it self to think Of this curst perjury and her brothers Spirit Which either doth for fear or fond affection To that ignoble perjurer permit Him breath without revenge but were it mine As 't is your case I would devoure him up Like some wild Anthropophagus Let Nature Convince you kill him Rod. Hold your peace and walk Be gone or I Eug. What dar'st thou noble villain Thy Father on his blessing charges thee To take revenge and dost thou onely not Contemne his will but keep society With his curst Enemy marke his cursings Sir Thinke on his blessings Rod. Honest friend the love I beare your noble quality assayes Me to detain still with you but my duty Commands me not t' incurre my fathers curse I must desert you Cha. Prithee doc kind Coxcombe I 'm glad I 'm rid of thee Rod. Yet e're we part Thinke on my sisters merit how her virtues Transcend your Mistris qualities next view The perill that you are in Should it come To Balthazar that you did wound him death Would sure ensue but for our former love Let me entreat you be reclaim'd Cha Imust not Nor will not you may Rod. Sure I am bewitchd To love him when I offer to relinquish His Company there 's something loads my feete With lead I cannot leave him fellow goe Return this answer to my Father that When I come home I
I le come again Cat. For your sake Mistris I will do 't and get A drug to make him sleep Mar. Doe prithee doe 'T is late about it Exit Catalina Enter Alonzo Alvarez Picarro Alo. Son you 're beholding to the youth o' th' City In the solemnity of these your Nuptials They have procur'd a Masque they stand without Enter Masque Balthazar sings I. False and foolish are the toyes Of Worldly joyes The Paphian Goddesse onely rules Frantastick Fools Then why should I simplicity Thus doat upon her Deity Rursus 2. Woman is light as a feather Or the Weather More inconstant then the wind Is her base mind Fickle still can only be Constant in inconstancy Rursus 3. The rose which pluckt I have refus'd Another choos'd Mars did hug Venus Sir yet she Could satisfie Black Mulciber Your wife doth know To draw Actaeon on your brow And make your Cornu-copia be Triumphant to Eternitie Dance Pic. This is a strange Epithalamium Alo. 'T is a strange Song and a far stranger dance Alv. 'T is rare and new it carries mystery with it Pic. Who is the chief to whom we owe our thanks Balthazar discovers himself Bal. 'T is I Picarro Sir 't is I your Mistris Knows me I did provide this Masque on purpose That you might know how you are injured Pic. Explain your Riddle be our Oedipus W' are yet in darkness Bal. Thus Sir That old man That led the woman represents Deceit And she his daughter Lust the next pair he On the right hand is Treachery who lead In me deciphering True Affection And the last couple which came after us The first of them is Wantonnesse who pulls Lust from me and doth give her to that person Who signifies a Cuckold and a Fool. You understand me Pic. T is a Paradox Bal. Then know your wife 's a hatefull prostitute Her Father is a Villain you a Cuckold I 'll say no more Pic. You 've said enough already To seale you to damnation Drawes Ma. O Sir stay Give Losers leave to speak his fury moves him To be thus passionate Pic. But that I will not Stain with your blood my Nuptials you should know How false your tale is but there 's other times To meet with you Bal. I shall be ready when You please to call me Exit Masque Alv. It is strange me thinks That Balthazar should be so spitefull Brother This must not passe thus Pic. No! I shall hereafter Have vengeance Ma. He deserves ten thousand deaths For such a wrong Alo. What muse you on Sir Ha! Pic. Balthazar Sir has always been a man Of good esteem I marvell he should raise Without occasion such a calumny Mariana swouns Alo. O! help my daughter Alv. Hold her else she falls Pic. Heav'ns showre down Balm to cure her or let loose Some blasting lightning that may seare me up Till I convert to ashes see her breath In little streaks flies from her to make sweet Death with its pretious flavor send for hither Those curious men that strive to give new life To Carcasses those that do spend their studies In Image-making let them here receive A perfect patern afterwards to cut All womens Marbles by Alo. There 's life there 's life Pic. She beautifies uncomly death Might she Remain thus uncorrupted she would make A Statue passing all the Alabasters We can erect in memory of her name Ma. Oh! Oh! Pic. That breaks her heart-strings Blessed Saint Fly not so fast sweet soul I 'll rob the Turtle Of his swift wings but I 'll o'retake thee that In thy society I may mount to yonder Celestiall region for thy sake they will not Deny admission the Saints are rimerous To lose their mansions for her merit asks A Crown above a Martyrs Alo. Sonne Pic. Behold Her spotlesse soul attir'd in white ascends In a clear Chariot drawn by virgins strait I come stand off He offers to make unready Alv. She will recover Pic. Yes When she 's among her fellow-Angels then She may recover life a glorious essence Due to her goodness Earth was too unworthy To beare so rare a jewell fitter farre For Heav'ns rich wearing yet you have done well A while to stay me while I steale a blessing From those pure lips though they are cold one kisse From them will glut me which delight hath equall To that she 's gone to he kisses her Alo. Her eyes open Pic. Look The Torches fade at such a brightnesse surely In this short trance sh 'as lost that little remnant She had of human essence and 's become Wholly immortall and deserves our knees he kneels Why gaze you on me is' t not just A saint Merits this honor Ma. You all hate me why Did you recall my spirits from the blisse They almost had attain'd to Pic. I 'll support thee And if thou fall'st my arm shall keep the earth From touching thee 't will grow too proud to bear So rich a burden Ma. O Picarro I Had thought you 'd had a better faith in me Then to grow jealous at the false report Of a base man I will not live to have you Deem so ignobly of me Pic. Were this breast Arm'd with th' obdurate shels of Tortoyses Or mal'd with sâ—â—les of Dolphins I would force A passage into 't that you might behold Each thought that 's there if any one but savour Of jealousie then utterly detest me But I will make this slave an expiation A very Anathema for this injury Which he hath with such impudence aver'd Against thy honor Enter Catalina with bottles and glasses Ma. I believe you Sir Fill me a bowle of water I 'll begin Your Nuptiall health Pic. Let it be wine I 'll drink 't Wer't liquid metall Mar. Father-in-law to you Alv. Brother to you Alo. Son to you and may she Be made a mother by you Ma. Catalina Whispers Cat. I 've done Pic. Come Fill it till it over-flow Or bring a bigger glasse Ma. 'T is needlesse Sir Pic. He that denies to pledge't I 'll flit his wezand Alv. Alonzo it growes late 't is time the Bride Had put the Torches out we 'll see her bedded Pic. I doe preferre the pleasures of this night Before all treasures or the earths delight Exeunt Scaena tertia Enter Chaves Roderiguez Gaspar with a Torch Cha. Is' t possible he should be gone so soon To bed 'T is yet scarce ten a clock Rod. O Gaspar Lend me thy Torch by heav'ns me thinks 't were easie To set the House on fire and burn the villain In her embraces Gas So you 'ld burn her too Cha. Faith not much matter since I left her all My Ice is turn'd to Marble could I not Borrow yon star for one halfe houre and cast it Like to a ball of wild-fire through yon hole To make the chamber hotter Were 't not pretty If from the top of yonder Pyramid I could embrace the Moon and pull her from Her watry sphears to sindge their plumes Say friend
Balthasar Eug. This is his lodging I believe he 's scarse Out of his bed yet walk Sir down the lane While I go in and train him out but then Be sure you do dispatch him least he wound you And grown enraged with some petty scratch Shread your subdued Carcass into mamocks You know his voice Iâ—ll go Exit Bal. Be expedite Enter Picarro drawn Pic. This way he went they told me Well o'retaken Were you at prayers or at confession lately Bal. Why Sir I hope you are no Priest Picarro Pic. I must be yours I come to shread your corps And send it minc'd to Pluto's balefull table Bal. You 're welcome Sir but say I play the Butcher Drawes Strike you down first and ripping up your offall Should throw them to Diana's yelping troops I know your quarrel Picarro runs at him Balth. falls Pic. Gramercy hand I 've plaid the Butcher now And fell'd the Beast procumbit humi bos While thou hast sense left cry for mercy think Think what a horrid sacrilegious sin Thou hast committed doth not thy soul tell thee Now when thy faults appear that thou art damn'd Without redemption Bal. I hope not as yet Can't I remember what I 've injured you in That you should take my life my last nights act Was nought but truth Pic. I know that but 't was thou That hadst her honour that bereav'dst her of Her virgin purity and when thou shedst For all thy Crimes one drop for this weep seas They 'll scarse wash white thy spotted soul again Bal. Did Mariana tell you this Pic. Thy conscience Tells thee that this is truth Bal. It is not truth Trust me now dying she 's as chast as she Was born for me it is one Chaves that I did stand here to kill he whor'd her O! dies Pic. Some Angel keep thy soul in till thy tongue Reveal that villain Chaves he 's a stranger I know him not you 'll glory faithless Mistress That you have made me kill your enemy My friend that stood to right me but that Chaves I 'll finde him out though he were hid in mists And quarter'd in the Clouds my searching eye Shall make a quick discovery and inroll Him in the list of my engaged foes But in this labyrinth I 'll have a Clue To guide my steps unto his finall fall Enter Catalina as a Mistress Disguised Mariana as a Servant Disguised Some friendly whirlwind hurle me hence with speed Into some desart wilderness which woman Yet ne're polluted with her steps they fly me Good creatures stay forgive me sure this tongue Has injur'd you good can that adjunct be Fit for a woman if you know your selves Bankrupt of female vices to be heirs Of your lost sexes goodness pray you tell me And I 'll adore you with that reverence I would do Saints be proud to say hereafter I met two virtuous women Cat. Surely Sir You have receiv'd some monstrous injury From woman makes you out of charity With all that sex yet be not so your mother Was but a woman Pic. Very true you seem Indu'd with sense had you but known the wrong I have receiv'd from one that should have been More honest you will then I know confess I speak not without cause Cat. You 're married Sir Pic. Yes Cat. And it is your wife has injur'd you But tell me did you love her Pic Just as you 've seen the Ivy cleave to th' Oak Or hony-bearing Woodbine to the Thorns So dear she was to me Cat. And can that fact How foul soever change that love into So dire a hatred Look but on the King Of beasts the Lion when his Lioness Sins with the Leopard though he storm yet when Sh 'as washt her self he strait forgets it sure Your wife has washt her spotted soul in tears For her delict take pitty on her I Although a stranger must perswade you Pic. Sooner To set the world on fire then to forget Her faults Cat. I knew a damosel once both young And beauteous that offended she was wed And e'er her Nuptials had been false Pic. My wife Sure't was my wife Cat. Nay more to cloke her fault She got another to supply her room On th' wedding night Pic. You know our story sure't Could be none else but she Cat. And yet her husband Pittying her youth did pardon her Pic. A man Moulded of patience or of baseness but What did she then Cat. Why He immur'd her up In an observant Nunnery to pay The tribute of her sin with Penitence And she 's a convert now do so when next You see your wife take that good course and do not Damn her and your self too Pic. Alas My wife Committed more then this for when her throat Was underneath my sword she fear'd not then To irritate Heav'ns vengeance with a lie A wond'rous lie you see yon Gentleman Cat. Yes what of him Pic. That injur'd man she told me Was he that had enjoy'd her made me kill him And yet Heav'ns justice gave his dying lips Leave to reveal her partner Cat. Know you him Pic. His name is Chaves Cat. Chaves Pic. Judge you Mistris Merits she not a Chiliad of deaths Mar. Her own tongue Sir shall be her judge she does discovers Pic. What 's Pluto's gates blown ope and Cerberus gone How came these Harpies Mar. I have run Picarro A weary race in sin and the last post Being almost mine I falter I have stoln Forth of my Chamber with intent to leave Your loathed sight for ever to have fled With my lov'd Chaves hence but that your words Thought of my sin the fear of Dis and vengeance Has made a convert of me kill me now I die repentant Pic. Since thou ask'st thy death I will not be so cruel thou shalt live To be my pitties Trophee could I pardon Thy fault would you be honest Mar. O Sir do not Make a poore contrite now more miserable My life 's to me grown odious Sir your thoughts Run on my slaughter but my minde 's on Heav'n Aver it not one word of life may hinder My resolution you have seen the palm That sweet date-bearing tree hang down its head As 't were to beg an Ax toward the Earth To cut it up when void of fruit and moisture It seems a scorn unto its neighbour trees Of me 't is a true Embleme I have lost My fruit of Vertue am become the shame Of womanhood do justice rid the Earth Of such an impious burden Pic. Wretched soul Thou shalt not die Mar. I do desire it Pic. Come Take up your vail and follow me Mar. To death Pic. Yes Mariana die upon his Course brings her to Balthazar Thou mad'st me murther stabs her Mar. One stab more so now Methinks I'm well lend we your praiers and shed A tear for me Picarro Pic. Yes I 'll help T'imbalm thy Corps with my salt drops but now Since thou art dying for the love I bore thee While I did think