Strozzo Alphonso Doctor and Midwife they all kneel You know my Story Sir and who have been My strong abusers and by me converced Therefore let me Petition Royal King You have by these discovered the abuse That led you into error and that light Which makes discovery of their black misdeeds Will shew you to a Throne of greater mercy Then you can give King I must confess I need it Bee 't as thou wilt Eulalia Eul. Go then and thank the King All Long live the King and Queen Exeunt offenders Lod. Here 's goodness now Hor. I would the Devil had 'm that thought ill of her Andr. And good King Pardon me and my pure brother Judges and Sages of the Dorpe here that would have hang'd those Manufactors King 'T is quickly granted Andr. And I le as quickly make them run mad with Joy Eul. My next suit is for now I 'm set a begging You 'l Pardon your Alinda King She is not mine Should she recover as Heavens will be done Eul. Recover fear not Sir this Traunse hast drown'd Her Frenzie and shee 'l live a sober life King I shall forgive her But she must no more in her recovery Be consort or acquaintance unto me But where 's Posteritie now O my Boy Eul. Sir you have had but homely entertainment Yet in my humble dwelling now I le shew you Since you appear so tender and so good A Father the sweet comfort of a Son Pray fetch the Prince King You cannot raise from death Exit Lodovico Eul. Can you forgive Petrucio that deceiv'd you In his faign'd death to save a real life King Forgive he won me in preserving Sforza Let me but see my Son I le honour him Enter Lodovico with Gonzago Hor. See the most Princely vertue that survives King lives my Gonzago Gonz. If you my Royal Father be not displeas'd With me or my good mother I shall live Hor. And long live my sweet Prince King Let not my joy confound me where 's Petruccio Lod. Sforza and he are bringing the entrauns'd Alinda Your fair Queen to your presence King She is no Queen of mine Hor. No hang her hang her This this is the Queen A very Queen of harts a better Title Crowns not the best of women in our days King Good Lodovico may the merited Fame of thy fidelitie While there are Kings on Earth Shew them to gratifie All trustie servants love him Gonzago Hor. Love him my Loyaltie preserv'd I shall not desire the Princes love my self If he not giv 't to faithful Lodovico My true yoak fellow in State and Commonwealth Recorders Enter Sforza and Petruccio bringing Alinda in a Chayre veyl'd King But here 's the man Gonzago whom thou owest A love of equal value to thy life Petr. I cannot Sir in dutie nevertheless But fall before your mercy which I pray for That durst assume the hardness to control Your Majestie Command Hor. There is a Loyaltie after my own heart now Here a new Song Eulalia unvailes Alinda Eul. Bless'd Heauen she lives and wakes I hope in health Sfor. If she awake to vertue she is welcome Into the the world again but if she rise With an Ambitious thought of what she was Or meet the light with a presumptuous look That renders her in thought but worthy of it By this bless'd presence I will yet take leave To sink her under earth immediatly Eul. Patience good Sforza see what she will do Alin. Where have I been or how am I brought hither Or where I am I know not but that shall not Musick ceased Be unto me a wonder for I know Were it reveil'd it could not be so strange A storie as my self was to the world How have I wandred in the way of Error Till I was worn into an Airie vapour Then wrap'd into a cloud and thence distill'd Into the earth to find a new creation 'T is found and I am found in better state Then I was in before I lost my Dutie For in this second Birth I find a knowledge How to preserve it Therefore if an Heart Dissolved in its Tears may move your Pity My noble Father if I may say Father Whose blessing and forgiveness I entreat Let not your frown destroy my future hopes Sfor. What a rich sound were this now were it reall Eul. As you may think I honour vertue Sforza I do believe 't is really unfaigned Sfor. It is Heavens goodness to your Grace then Madam The more to vindicate your injur'd vertue And manifest your merits to the world Thou art mine own again Alinda Eal. Note her further Alin. My suit is next to you King Queen and Prince Whose love whose Pietie whose Innocence I have too much abus'd that to appeal My trespasses at large by due confession I should appear but more impertinent to each eye and ear My suit is therefore though you not forget I ever was you will be pleas'd to think There is not an Alinda in the world So give me leave to leave it and in this I beg my Fathers Aid to be remov'd Back to my countrey Naples and in that Into the Magdalene Nunnerie at Lucera To spend this life in Tears for my amiss And holy Prayers for eternal Bliss veiles her self Sfor. So thou art mine for ever King She has anticipated my great purpose For on the reconcilement of this difference I vow'd my after life unto the Monasterie Of holy Augustinians at Solanto Omn. O mighty Sir King 'T is not to be gain-said So hast we to Nicosia where my Son In lieu of former wrongs I le yield thee up my Crown and Kingdom Your vertuous mother whom may you for ever Honour for her pietie with these true Statesmen will enable you to govern well Hor. Who makes a doubt of that King And let your studie Sir be ever watchful To cherish vertue as to punish vice And see that you considerative be Of Sforza in the wrongs he felt by me His was the greatest losse Sfor. Sir I have won My wrongs are drown'd in her conversion King Good Sforza see her plac'd as she desires In that Religious order I have now Plighted my Troth to Heaven and so has she Omn. O may Sir such Wedlock ne'er broken be King Now with such melting silence as sweet Souls From Bodies part to Immortalitie May we for better life divided be Exeunt Omnes Dedit Deus his quoque finem RIC. BROME The Epilogue Lod. 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lay him a block For all the rest to break their necks upon Tes. Who are they Can you guesse Mil. Truly not I Sir Some of my husbands friends perhaps that came To warn him of his fortune Qui. Well consider'd Mil. Lock the doors after 'em and let us to bed And lock our selves up chick safe from all danger Qui. We will to bed chick since you 'l have it so This key shall be your guard And here 's another Shall secure me My house has store of beds in 't I bring you not to an unfurnisht dwelling Mil. Be not afraid to lie with me good man I le so restore thee gain with Cawdels and Cock-broths So cuckle the up to morrow thou shalt see Quic. O immodestie Mil. Thou hast good store of goid and shalt not want it In Cullises in every broth I le boil An angel at the least Qui. I le hang first Tes. I am quite out of wits and yet I le counsel Thee Nephew Heark thee They whisper Buz. T is like to be mad counsel Mil. But will you not lie with me then Tes. No marry shall he not Nephew You shall not till shee bride it modestly T is now too late but I le so rattle her up to morrow Buz. T is too late now yet he 'l do 't to morrow good Tes. Will you to your lodging Mil. Where be my bride-maids Tes. They wait you in your chamber Buz. The devil o'maid's i' but my fellow Madg the Kitching maid and Malkin the Cat or batchelor but my self and an old Fox that my master has kept a prentiship to palliate his palsie Mil. Where be the maids I say and Batchelors To disappoint my husband Qui. Mark you that Mil. I mean to take your points But you have none O thrifty age My Bridegroom is so wise In stead of points to hazzard hooks and eyes Buz. Shee means the eyes in 's head I le hang else My Master is like to make a blind match here Tes. Take up the lights sirrah Qui. I hope she talks so idly but for want Of sleep and sleep she shall for me to night Tes. And well said Nephew Will you to your chamber Mistress Mil. Hey ho to bed to bed to bed No Bride so glad to keep her Maiden-head Exeunt omnes ACT 2. SCENE 1. Lucy Phillis Lu. Y' are the first Maid that ere I entertain'd Upon so small acquaintance Yet y' are welcom I like your hand and carriage Phi. 'T is your favour But love they say sweet Mistriss is receiv'd At the first sight and why not service then Which often brings more absolute returns Of the dear trust impos'd and firmer faith By Servants then by lovers Lu. Stay there Phillis I may by that conjecture you have been Deceiv'd by some false Lover Phi. Who I Mistriss I hope I look too merrily for such a one Somewhat too coursly too to be belov'd If I were sad and handsome then it might Be thought I were a little love sick Pray How long has this disease affected you This melancholy Mistriss Not ever since You lost your father I hope Lu. For the most part Thou saidst me thought that love might be tane in At the first fight Phi. There 't is I find her Love Mistriss yes a Maid may take in more Love at one look or at a little loop-hole Then all the Doddy poles in Town can purge Out of her while she lives she smothring it And not make known her passion There 's the mischief Lu. Suppose she love an enemy to her house Phi. An enemy Put case the case were yours Lu. But 't is no case of mine put by I pray thee Phi. I 'le put it to you though I miss your case Suppose it were your house and Master Arthur Whose father was your fathers enemy Were your belov'd Lu. Pray thee no more Phi. Now I have struck the vein Suppose I say All this were true would you confound your self In smothering your love which in it self Is pure and innocent until it grow To a pernicious disease within you And hide it in your bosom till it work Your kindled heart to ashes Lu. Thou hast won My patience to attention Therefore tell me If thou canst find or think it honourable In me to take such an affection Phi. Yes and religious most commendable Could you but win his love into a marriage To beget peace between your families How many and what great examples have we From former ages and of later times Of strong dissentions between furious factions That to their opposite houses have drawn in Eithers Allies and Friends whole Provinces Yea Kingdoms into deadly opposition Till the wide wounds on both sides have sent forth Rivers of blood which onely have been stop'd By the soft bands of love in marriages Of equal branches sprung from the first roots Of all those Hell-bred hatreds Lu. My good Maid Phi. Yes I have been a good one to my grief Lu. Thou hast given me strength to tell thee and I hope When it is told I shall have yet more ease Phi. I warrant you Mistriss Therefore out with it Lu. I love that worthy Gentleman and am confident That in the time of our two fathers friendship He affected me no less But since that time I have not seen him nor dare mention him To wrong my brothers patience who is so passionate That could he but suspect I bred a thought That favour'd him I were for ever lost For this sad cause as well as for the loss Of my dear Father I have sigh'd away Twelve Moons in silent sorrow and have heard That Arthur too but for what cause I know not Has not been seen abroad but spends his time In pensive solitude Phi. Perhaps he grieves As much for the supposed loss of you As of his Father too Lu. The best construction I make of his retiredness is the blest Prevention which I daily pray for of A fatal meeting 'twixt him and my Brother Which would be sure the death of one or both And now that fear invades me as it does alwayes My Brother being abroad and such an absence Has not been usual I have not seen him Since yesterday Phi. Fear nothing Mistriss Now you have eas'd your mind Let me alone to comfort you And see your Brother The. How is it with you Sister Enter Theoph. Phi. Much better now then when you left me Brother If no ill accident has happened you Since your departure as I fear there has Why look you else so sadly speak dear Brother I hope you did not meet the man you hate If you did speak If you have fought and slain him I charge you tell that I may know the worst Of fortune can befal me I shall gain Perhaps a death by 't The. You speak as if you lov'd the man I hate And that you fear I have kil'd him Phi. Not for love Of him I assure you Sir but of your self Her fear in this case Sir is that
the Law May take from her the comfort of her life In taking you from her and so she were But a dead woman We were speaking Of such a danger just as you came in And truly Sir my heart even tremble-tremble-trembles To think upon it yet Pray Sir resolve her The. Then 't was your frivolous fear that wrought in her Good Sister be at peace for by my love to you An oath I will not violate I neither saw Nor sought him I But other thoughts perplex me Lu. What were you at the wedding Brother The. Whose wedding Sister Lu. Your lost love Millicents Are you now sad After your last leave taking The. What do you mean Lu. There may be other matches my good Brother The. You wrong me shamefully to think that I Can think of other then her memorie Though she be lost and dead to me can you Be so unnatural as to desire The separation of a thought of mine From her dear memorie which is all the comfort My heart is married to or I can live by Phi. Surely good Sir in my opinion Sharp eager stomacks may be better fed With a'ery smell of meat then the bare thought Of the most curious dainties The. What piece of impudence have you receiv'd Into my house Lu. Pray Brother pardon me I took her as I find her for my comfort She has by councel and discourse wrought much Ease and delight into my troubled thoughts The. Good Maid forgive me and my gentle Sister I pray thee bear with my destractions Phi. A good natur'd Gentleman for all his hasty flashes The. And now I 'le tell you Sister do not chide me I have a new affliction Lu. What is it brother The. I am ingag'd unto a Gentleman A noble valiant Gentleman for my life By hazarding his own in my behalf Lu. It was then against Arthur What villain was 't durst take your cause in hand Against that man The. You wrong me beyond suffrance And my dear fathers blood within your self In seeming careful of that mans safety Phi. His safety Sir Alas she means he is A villain that would take the honor of His death out of your hands if he must fall By sword of man The. Again I ask you pardon But I had A quarrel yesterday that drew strong odds Upon my single person Three to one When at the instant that brave Gentleman With his sword sides me puts 'em all to flight Lu. But how can that afflict you The. How quick you are Lu. Good Brother I ha' done The. My affliction is That I not know the man to whom I am So much ingag'd to give him thanks at least Enter Nath. O Sir y' are welcome though we parted somewhat Abruptly yesterday Nat. I thank you Sir The. Pray thee Nat tell me for I hope thou know'st him What Gentleman was that came in betwixt us Nat. If the devil know him no better he will lose A part of his due I think But to the purpose I knew your wonted nature would be friends With me before I could come at you However I Have news for you that might deserve your love Were you my deadly enemy The. What is 't pray thee Nat. Sweet Mistriss Lucy so long unsaluted Kiss Lu. My Brother attends your news Sir Nat. My Wench become her Chamber-maid very pretty How the Jade mumps for fear I should discover her The. Your news good Nat what is it ready made Or are you now but coining it Nat. No it was coin'd last night o' the right stamp And passes current for your good Now know That I and Mun and Vince with divers others Of our Comrades were last night at the Bride-house The. What mischief did you there Nat. A Masque a Masque lad in which we presented The miseries of inforced Marriages So lively Zooks lay by your captious countenance And hear me handsomely Lu. Good brother do it has a fine beginning Nat. But mark what follows This morning early up we got again And with our Fidlers made a fresh assault And battery 'gainst the bed-rid bride-grooms window With an old song a very wondrous old one Of all the cares vexations fears and torments That a decrepit nasty rotten Husband Meets in a youthful beauteous sprightly wife So as the weak wretch will shortly be afraid That his own feebler shadow makes him Cuckold Our Masque o're night begat a separation Betwixt 'em before bed time for we found Him at one window coughing and spitting at us She at another laughing and throwing money Down to the Fidlers while her Uncle Testy From a third Port-hole raves denouncing Law And thundring statutes 'gainst their Minstralsie Lucy Would he refuse his bride-bed the first night Phi. Hang him Nat. Our Horn-masque put him off it bless my invention For which I think you 'l Judge she 'le forsake him All nights and dayes hereafter Here 's a blessing Prepard now for you if you have grace to follow it The. Out of my house that I may kill thee Go For here it were inhospitable Hence Thou busie vaillain that with sugard malice Hast poyson'd all my hopes ruin'd my comforts In that sweet soul for ever Go I say That I may with the safety of my man-hood Right me upon that mischievous head of thine Nat. Is this your way of thanks for courtesies Or is 't our luck alwayes to meet good friends And never part so yet before I go I will demand your reason if you have any Wherein our friendly care can prejudice you Or poyson any hopes of yours in Millicent Lu. Pray brother tell him The. Yes that he may die Satisfied that I did but Justice on him In killing him That villain old in mischief Hell take him that has married her conceives It was my plot I know he does and for A sure revenge will either work her death By poyson or some other cruelty Or keep her lock'd up in such misery That I shall never see her more Nat. I answer The. Not in a word let me intreat you go Nat. Fair Mistriss Lucy The. Neither shall she hear you Nat. Her Maid shall then or I 'le not out to night Phil. On what acquaintance Sir He takes her aside Nat. Be not afraid I take no notice o' thee I like thy course Wench and will keep thy councel And come sometimes and bring thee a bit and th'wilt Phi. I 'le see you choak'd first Nat. Thou art not the first Cast Wench that has made a good Chamber-maid Phi. O you are base and I could claw your eyes out Nat. Pray tell your Master now so fare you well Sir Exit Lu. I thank you Brother that you promise me You will not follow him now some other time Will be more fit What said he to you Phillis Phi. Marry he said help me good apron strings The. What was it that he said Phi. I have it now It was in answer Sir of your objections First that you fear'd the old man wickedly Would make away his wife
out of countenance here Qui. Mischief on mischief worse and worse I fear Tes. What do you fear why stare you Are you frantick Qui. I must have wits and fits my fancies and fegaries Ed. Your jeers upon poor Gallants Vin. How do you feel your self Buz. Hay toodle loodle c. Arn. Ask your father blessing Timsy Buz. Hay toodle loodle c. Arn. Upon your knees man Buz. Upon all my knees A ah Hay toodle loodle Nat. What was 't to you you slaves Enter Nat. Phillis pul'd in by the Moors Must you be peeping Tes. What 's the matter now Nat. What was 't to you ye Rascals Moor It is to us Sir We were hir'd to dance and to speak speeches and to do the Gentleman true service in his house And we will not see his house made a baudy house and make no speech o'th at Tes. What is the business Moor Marry Sir a naughty business This Gentleman has committed a deed of darkness with your Moor Sir We all saw it Tes. What deed of darkness speak it plainly Moor Darkness or lightness call it which you will They have lyen together made this same a baudy house How will you have it Qui. Undone most wretched O I am confounded I see no art can keep a woman honest Nat. I love her and will justifie my Act Phi. And I the best of any man on earth Nat. Thou speakest good English now Qui. O Ruine ruine ruine Buz. Hay toodle loodle c. Vin. Why take you on so for an ougly feind Qui. She is my wife Gentlemen All How Sir your wife Ed. In conceit you mean Qui. I say my lawful wife your Neece and so disguis'd By me on purpose Tes. I said he was mad before ha ha ha Nat. Now I applaud my act 't was sweet and brave Qui. I 'le be divorc'd before a Court in publique Tes. Now will I use Authority and skill Friends guard the doors None shall depart the house Nat. Mun Vin Content content Arn. Shall I Sir and my charge stay too Qui. Oh Tes. Marry Sir shall you Buz. I fear we shall be smoak'd then Arn. No no fear nothing Tes. You know your Chamber huswife I 'le wait o' your Master To night We will not part until to morrow day Justice and Law lights every one his way Vin. Is this your merry night Sir Qui. Oh oh oh o Ed. Why roar you so Nat. It is the Cuckolds howle A common cry about the City Qui. Oh o Buz Hay toodle loodle c. Exeunt omnes ACT. 5. SCENE 1. Meanwell Rashly Winlosse Host Mea. Now my good Host since you have been our friend And onely councel keeper in our absence To you before we visit our own houses We 'le render a relation of our journey And what the motive was that drew us forth 'T is true we did pretend a deadly quarrel At a great bowling match upon Black-heath Went off took horse and several wayes forecast To meet at Dover where we met good friends And in one Barque past over into France Here 't was suppos'd to fight like fashion followers That thither flie as if no sand but theirs Could dry up English blood Host Now by the way Suppose that supposition had been true And the supposed deaths of you and you Had mov'd your sons to combate in earnest And both been kil'd indeed as you in jest Where had been then your witty subtilty My noble Meanwell and my brave Rashly Ha! have I twight ye there Rash. Thou keepst thy humor still my running Host Host My humor was nor is nor must be lost But to the question was it wisely done When each of you might so have lost a son Rash. We had no fear of that Sir by the Rule The common Rule o' th' world Where do you find Sons that have lives and Lands will venture both For their dead Fathers that are gone and car'd for Nor was it onely to make tryal of What husbands they would be how spend or save How mannage or destroy how one or both Might play the Tyrants over their poor Tenants Yet fall by Prodigality into th' Compters And then the dead by pulling off a Beard After a little chiding and some whyning To set the living on their legs again And take 'em into favour pish old play-plots No Sir our business runs another course Know you this Gentleman yet Host Nor yet nor yet Best wits may have bad memories I forget Win. It is my part to speak Mine Host y'have known me My name is Winloss a poor Gentleman Yet richer by my liberty then I was For six years space till these good Gentlemen In charity redeem'd me Host Master Winloss I thought I could as soon forgot my Chriss-Cross Yet pardon me you have been six years gone And all of them in prison saving one In Dunkerk as I weene Win. It is most true And that from thence these Gentlemen redeem'd me At their own charge by paying five hundred pound Which was my Ransom Host 'T is a rare example Win. Worthy brass tables and a pen of steel Mea. No more good neighbour Winloss What we did Was to discharge our conscience of a burden Got and 't was all we got by your undoing In a sad suit at Law Host. I do remember And without ruine I 'le tell you That sad cause In which you join'd against him overthrew him And all his Family But this worthy act Of yours in his enlargement crowns your piety And puts him in a way of better Fortune Then his first tottering estate could promise Rash. Shut up that point You have heard no ill you say Among our sons and daughters in our absence Host Not any Sir at all But Mr. Winloss You that have past so many sorrows can I make no doubt here one with manly patience Win. T is of my daughter Phillis Is she dead Host T is well and 't be no worse with her I fear She 's gone the tother way of all flesh do you hear Rash. Why dost thou tell him this Host To have him right His daughters wrong upon that wicked beast That has seduc'd her Rash. Who is 't canst thou tell Host Even the Ranck-rider of the town Sir one Master Nathaniel Banelasse if you know him Mea. He has my sons acquaintance Rash. And mine 's too Host You may be proud on 't if they scape his doctrine Win. But does he keep my daughter to his lust Host No Sir t is worse then so He has cast her off To the common as t is fear'd Win. O wretchedness Rash. How cam'st thou by this knowledge Host Sir I le tell you I have i' th' house a guest was once your man And serv'd your son since you went ore I 'm sure on 't Though now he has got a young spark to his Master That has a brace of gueldings in my stable And lusty ones they are That 's by the way Rash. But to the point I pray thee Host Sir the young
yield to his desire or death if suddenly Prevention be not made Philar. T is worth our care Math. Preserve me from his vengeance and I 'le bring you Unto his enterprize Philoc. We must not trust him He may have laid an Ambuscado for us Enter 6 Rust. with Weapons Philar See brother stand upon our guard Math. Help help aid me good people help Philoc. What means the villan now 1. Rus. What 's the complaint 2. Rus. What is your grievance speak Math. I am a servant to Lord Stratocles Who has preserv'd your Countey and your lives 1. Rus. We are the more beholding to him on 2. Rus. 'T was more his gentlenes then our deserving on Math. These two are his malignant enemies And finding that my Lord is in these parts Together with the Princess fair Eudina Who has made him her choice they lie in wait To murder him as they had me had not The Gods sent you to rescue me 1. Rus. 'T was more their Gentleness then your deserving on Math. I have no more to say but that you take 'em On your allegiance to safe custody And let me pass 1. Rus. Un'ch That would be more Our gentleness then your deserving too on on Philar. Dear friends 1. Rus. Good interrupt us not we 'll hear ye in order On you Sir ere you go and come not back For any thing unspoke you left behind Math. I thank you Sir I had like to ha' left my sword deserving Behind which they disarm'd me of 1. Rus. That was their Gentleness more then your They having three swords and you none to guard you They kill'd you not indeed yet on again What further do you charge 'em with Math. No more nor you less you detain me longer 1. Rus. Now you grow bold and saucy I must tell you 2. Rus. Now y' are a knave a villane and a Traytor Lest you no more behind you but a sword I saw a scabberd on your face of late A false one Seek it out 3. Rus. O here it is Takes up the false beard 1. Rus. Put it him on again On with it on Resist and we will hang thee Now my Lords My Princess I may say For one of you Must be our King We know you though you know Not us you may perhaps hereafter know us More by your Gentleness then our deserving Phil. Phil. O worthy Countrey men 1. Rus. We are the heads of Tempe and the chief Swain heads of Thessaly the King has known us And here we came to lay our heads together For good of common wealth Here at the verge Of this adjoyning Thicket is our Bower Of consultation and from thence regardful Ever with eye and ear for common good We saw a beard pull'd off and heard that mouth Which now is dumb open a plot unlike The pittiful complaint he made to us Philar. But saw you not some passages before Of his attempt upon our lives 1. Rus. Good Gods 2. Rus. No we came in but then Those are enough To hang the man and turn his Lord out of Our Countrey favour If we find he has That plot upon the body of the Princess Of Rape and Murder He can be no King For us for sirrah we have wives and daughters En. Stra. Eud. Soul 1. Rus. Stand close See who comes here Stra. So now go back my friends There 's some reward Sol. Thanks to the noble bounteous Stratocles gives a purs Srat. Lady your tears are bootless Exit Souldiers Eud. Help ye Gods Str. Your cries as unavailable The Gods To whom your friendly foolish lovers Have sacrific'd each other have given you up To me the onely worthy of you Eud. No they are both sublim'd into one star Yet of a double influence that shall Strike death into thy purposes and give Me light by which t' ascend with them to live After my present death She offers to kill her self with a knife he holds her Str. Your hast to death shall not prevent my lust Philoc. She must outlive thy Lust and the false Traytor Rus. Hold hold disarm but kill him not 2. Rus. Wee 'll keep him tame Str. You have ods o' me Eud. I am in heaven already Philar. Live wonder of the heavens a star on earth Out shining theirs Eud. What a short journey 't is For heavenly minds to reach unto the Gods Str. Betray'd 1. Rus. No not betray'd Y' are but well meet my Lord But that 's our Gentleness more then your deserving Str. Am I become the shame and scorn of pesants 1. Rus. Or if you 'l ha 't betray'd then blame your own Overmuch policy and want of Beasts To carry it to Market We nere lay More burthen on a Asse then he can bear Here in the countrey what is done at court We know not Here perhaps is one can tell Know you this bearded Satyre Pull off Mathos beard Str. Coward slave Thy faintness hath betray'd me Math. No 't was ods Such as men meet that fight against the Gods 1. Rus. The fellow has some Grace he weeps But come Princess and Princes what is now your pleasure We do unto these men Eud. For me I have learn'd By mine own sufferings in my afflictions To be compassionate I wish their pardon Str. That mercy wounds me deeper with remorse Then all my lost designs and their derision Have done with indignation 1. Rus. There is some hope these yet may prove new men Eud. Lord Stratocles Those wounds that pierce the heart with true contrition Do bring the precious balm in 'em that cures it Philar. We wish yours may be such Philoc. And that this shame May guard you innocent of future blame 2. Rus. Here 's sweetness upon sweetness 1. Rus. Now it remains that we advise our selves Brethren of Tempe that since these delinquents Are fallen into our hands that we discharge Our Countrey loyalty with discretion And not release him from our power but by The power above us that 's the kings wee 'l wait On you to court On you for your new loves And you for old acquaintance Eud. I 'le acquaint my father with your care He shall be witness of our bringing in The ambitious Politick trapt in his own gin ACT 4. SCENE 3. King Disanius Justinius King Bereft of all my joyes and hopes at once Is there no comfort nor no counsel left me Why stand you gazing thus with sealed lips Where is your counsell now which you are wont In trifling matters to pour out in plenty Now in the peril of my life and state I cannot get a word Give me my daughter Or take my Kingdom too Where is she Tell me Dis. All we can say or hear is she was taken Out of her private walks by violent hands Onely we guesse the master of the plot Was Stratocles who now is missing in the Court King He ask'd my leave to leave the Court and had it Dis. T was a fit glosse for his fowl treachery King But what ha' you
knowes I call'd for Garrula but to send her With best directions to prepare and arm Her tender soul against the sting of sorrow Before it should approach her But Eudina You must be valliant and not let the sight Of death in others shake your confidence Eud. How means your majesty King Suppose that both Your fatal lovers Philocles and Philargus Slept in the caves of death Eud. I should not live then King Suppose his desteny had cut off one And in him all the impediments that crost You in th' enjoying of the other say Which could you wish surviver But you have Declar'd your constant purpose to possess The first Disanius brings into this presence Come one is dead There is a strict necessity You know it Now collect your Reason For 't is not Your passion for the dead nor your dislike Of Stratocles no though my subjects yeeld you A longer time shall make me tempt the Gods Recorders Ent. Disanius before a herse Philocles after Varillus manacled and led by Tersulus Euputhus supports Philocles as ready to sink with grief By breaking of my vow Be stedfast then As you respect a father and take courage See Philocles lives Eud Philargus then Is brought in dead before him by Disanius And unto him the first to be brought in My faith was vow'd and he is now my choice King What being dead Could you affect 'em so Equally both alive that you forbore To chuse because you could not have 'em both And now seek onely him cannot be had The herse set down Eudinae kneels to it Philo. kneels What Love what madness call you this good Gods Throw not your wrath upon me in destruction on the other Just. Nor let your passion Master you great sir side As sodain grief does her But give a little Scope to her sorrow Shee will soon return And meet her Reason in obedience To your desires King I thank thee good Justinius A Song During which Disanius c. discourse with the King Disanius seems to acquaint the King with the manner of Philargus death pointing at Varillus The King seems much troubled but at the end of the song as by the Kings appointment Disanius raiseth Philocles and Justinius raiseth Eudina and bring them to the King while Eupathus with the Attendants go forth with the herse the Recorders playing which done King Your virgin tears and vowes ore your lost love I did attend with pardon my Eudina In hope you are now compliant to my will Dis. Grieve not your father Madam Eud. I ha' done And as the Gods direct him to command me I must and will obey Dis. So that 's well said King The Gods have pleas'd Eudina to determine Your doubtful choice reserving Philocles Unto your love without competitor Therefore it now remains that he be taken Into your liking whom I have decreed My successor Eud. His merits are above Me and this land In which what interest My birth hath given me I resign to him Onely let me beseech a further respite King For what the celebration I consent But for the contract this imediate hour Shall see it knit beyond all dissolution Dis. I that I thirst to see King Give me your hands Eudina gives her hand Yours Philocles Dis. Why give you not your hand Dare you not trust the King with 't should he now Shew a jades trick and flie back Philoc. I beseech Under your highness Pardon yet a respite Dis. More respits yet Was ever hopeful match Driven so round about King Why this delay Philoc. My brothers blood cries in me for your justice Which must be executed on his murderer Before I safely can or dare possess His interest in the faith of fair Eudina Dis. O is that all that may be soon dispatch'd Come forwards Poysoner Good your Majesty For expedition make me his judge And hangman too I care not rather then Suffer this match hang o' the tenters thus King Has he confes'd the fact Dis. Yes yes to me I beat it out of him Quickly good King King Your patience good Disanius Sirrah speak Var. It was my act But may your mercy look Upon my love in it unto my Lord King Your Lord shall be your judge then Philoc. I adjudge him To sharp but lingring tortures for his death Alone can yeeld no satisfaction Tortures that may draw in by his confession As accessaries with him all the homicides That are i' th' Kingdom Dis. A hard matter that Philoc. Nor can I think his onely brain and hands Compos'd the poyson Dis. Hang him hee 's a Barber And uses Aqua fortis oyl of Vitriol Mercury and such like to cleanse his Rasors Just. 'T is good that you Varillus clear your conscience And if you had confederates in the fact Give up their names Ter. Varillus I suspect Doris joyn'd hand with you in my Lords death Dis. What 's that you mutter Ter. It shall out my Lord The handmaid Doris put him on 't I know 't By what she said to us both we being her lovers Dis. The Taylor proves an honest man because He cannot have the wench himself he 'll hang her Var. Of her I had the poyson t is confest Exit Tersulus Dis. O that whore King Find her and drag her hither Enter Thymele Thy. Where 's my Philargus Give me yet his body That with a mothers tears I may imbalm it Dis. You have heard the woful newes then but my sister Could grief recal Philargus we would weep A second deluge for his reparation Renew his breath by sighing and awake him With grones out of his Sepulchre Thy. Already Have you inter'd him then you made strange hast Was it your subtlety to send me hence Fearing my cries might have reviv'd him king And so again delay'd your daughters marriage I have enough to cross it yet Philargus Dis. What 's that Str. Destraction sure King My fear foresaw 't Thy. You are deceiv'd for from my depth of sorrow Through this thick film of tears I can perceive You are about to joyn the hands and faiths Of Philocles and Eudina King Is not that Enough to dry your tears and shew you that The Gods were rather merciful in leaving This son then rigorous in taking tother Dis. Or would you now cause you have lost Philargus Kill Philocles too by crossing of this contract Thy. It is the pleasure of the Gods I cross it Ent. Gar. Dis. Of devils it is What can she mean Go sleep Gar. King by your leave Dis. What sayes old suckbottle now Thy. Nay I am here before you Garrula And now will tell the long hid secret for you And if I erre in it disprove me Gar. Tell 't then My faltring tongue will fail me I can hear tho' Drinks Thy. This contract must not be King You then must yeeld More reason then I find you have Thy. Your self Can never make it You will sooner joyn The Wolfe and Lamb Falcon and Dove together King No trifling I command you
Thymele Philoc. If you be serious Mother hold us not In this suspence Thy. Let not the royal blood Of Thessaly be stain'd with an incestuous match King How Gar. She sayes right They are both your lawful children By your own vertuous Queen now in Elisium King What dreams are these of your distemperd heads Thy. This is no dream or fable But unfain'd Sip As truth it self Which with your gracious leave I shall demonstrate humbly craving pardon For my so long concealment as I 'le yeeld Due reason for it King Freely speak you have it Thy. You may remember in your civil wars Those cruel warres as I may justly stile 'em In which my husband fell Dis. O my brave brother Thy. When open Rebels and domestick Traytors Pursu'd your Crown and life your gracious Queen To have been brought to bed and was beleev'd To have miscarried by an abortive birth King True In her flight she was constrain'd to take A neighbouring cottage and use the help Of the Swains wife Gar. That swain-ess was my self Though my deserts have glorified me since And by my help and somewhat of the Gods She then made you the Father of that Prince Dis. Take up thy bottle Sister speak you on Thy. Th' affrighted queen yet wise in that extremity Suspecting that the innocence of her babe Born to a Kingdom could not be secur'd In those combustions from apparent danger Sent him to me in private then in travel Of my Philargus Charging me to fain A second labour with the Midwifes aid For Philocles I did and was reputed Mother of both King I cannot think our Queen Would keep us ignorant of so good a Fortune Thy. I mov'd her oft to tell you But she answer'd All is not sound There 's danger yet And when After Eudyna's birth she felt her self At point of death she strictly did enjoyn Me and this woman onely conscious with her By oath of which she had prepar'd this copy A paper In her own hand to keep it silent till Philocles should be able to secure Himself from treachery or that your terme Of life expiring or some accident Of no lesse consequence requir'd detection For further proof Kin. My joy forbids more questioning Give me my flesh and blood into my bosome Thrice happy Fathers if your Children were Borne to you thus of perfect Age But where Is now a Match for my Eudina I Have here a successor A shout within and crying Philargus Philargus c. King Hah Voyces i' th Ayre that cry Philargus Eud. Voyces that do tell me I must follow him Up to the heavens and there be married to him Des. Here 's the She-Devil now Ent. Turs. with Dor. Dor. You need not pull me For that mans love I laid thy Lord to sleep Had I lov'd thee best then his Lord had slept Dis. How does he sleep speak impudent baggage how Dor. How With a powder Sir which my own father A skilful pothecary prepar'd who if Philargus dye shall hang with us for Company Dis. Your father Dor. Yes But now the perils past See if he sleep t is walking Enter Philargus Eupathus Philoc. Ha! Philargus Or but the shade the spirit of my friend Philar. Be not amaz'd as at an apparition Thy. Doth my son live O then I have enough Dis. Come hither come hither you three I will discharge The scene of you Thy love unto thy Lord Though somewhat unadvisedly imploy'd Deserves reward I le see it given thee Thy Lord and King shall thank thee take thy wench She has love in her wit and wit in her anger I like the luck of things that ill intents Should bring forth good events Thy faithfulness To thy Lord too was happy Go I 'le I 'le see you Ext. Var. Ter Dor. All royally rewarded How now Geron Ger. My Lord I see here 's joy towards as why Ent. Ger. Dis. 'Slife stand not Whiloming now man but be brief Ger. Cry mercy I had left it But my Lord To celebrate the flowing joyes in Court I and my Countrey heads have fram'd a Masque Rather an antick dance rather a countrey toy Rather a Rustick round rather a Dis. Hoy day Thy Rather 's worse then thy Whilom Dost know What time o'day 't is Ger. T is a rural thing To be presented at the Princess wedding And if you think it meet I will induce The practise of it presently As why Dis. Go fetch the heads and heels I 'le stay the King To see and laugh at 'em That 's grace enough Exit Geron. King Philargus you have much to know the which We will Eudina tell you now shee 's yours Receive her and our blessing Philar. Were I dead As I was thought to be your name pronounc'd Over my grave beyond all Necromancy Would call fresh blood into my veins again Strengthen my nerves to break the Iron gates Of death and force my joyful spirit from Th' Elisian Paradise to live with you King You shall not be a looser Thymele Philocles shall be yours and in exchange Placilla mine Philoc. To me my beauteous spouse Thou art as Juno to her Jupiter Sister and wife Thy. Your highness may be pleas'd Now at so happy leasure to perpend The Oracle which truly hath effected Each word of the prediction King Who can repeat the answer I ha' lost it Dis. I have it Contend not for the jewel which Ere long shall both of you inrich Philoc. Eudina does so me in a dear sister Philar. Me in a Peerless wife Dis. Pursue your fortune for 't is she Shall make ye what you seem to be Philoc. She has done that too For now indeed w' are brothers King Apollo thou hast fill'd us all with joy But has our joy already fill'd our Court Loud Musick is here With Musick Dis. Will your Majesty yet sit And see the practise of a presentation Against the Marriages by your Swains of Tempe With thanks and give it all the grace we may Ger. From Tempe plains the Tempe Swains Enter Geron and the Swains and Nymphs for the dance With mirth aud Melody With Dance and Song do hither throng To greet your Majestie Gar. O there look there Madam my Son and all My old Temperian Neighbours Ger. We cannot hope in all our scope To gain much praise for skill But it shall be enough if ye Accept of our good will The Dance King My thanks to all All Heaven bless your Majesty Exeunt King Thanks to Apollo Let his temple be The place of our solemnity His Altars Let them be laden with Arabian spices Let his Priests lead in a devout procession The horned Sacrifice mantled with Ghirlonds And we our Temples crown'd with Laurel follow With Musick sounding Hymen and Apollo FINIS EPILOGƲE T is not the Poets art nor all that we By life of Action can present unt' ye Can justly make us to presume a Play Is good till you approv 't which that you may It cannot mis-become us since our gains Come
Han. You slight him now but he knows all your Councels Val. By this good tongue no more then the unbegotten Hans that I mean to clap into thy Kelder Nor ever shall doest think I am so foolish To talk away my hopes No thou art my Faery Pinch me to death when I discover thee Han, Go to avoid suspition then besides I have occasions that do call me hence Ex. Er. Your stay was somewhat long Val. Yet 't was to purpose As here you may behold but I must make no words on 't 1. 2 3 4 c. She has enjoyn'd me that O 't is a cunning Gypsie Er. So 't seems by trusting thee that hast no power to keep a secret Val. Troth to tell you true My conscience will not beare 't I cannot be So ungrateful to receive a courtesie But to acknowledge it Er. Yet thou hast the conscience To work a mans estate out of his hands By his wives frailty even to break his back Val. 'T is rather to be fear'd she may break mine She 's a tight strong dock't Tit Er. O Tradesmen why do you marry Val. Why to make Tradeswomen For Gentlemen that want money and commodity You know the thing that I call father-in-law That had my mothers whole estate and butied her Allowes me nothing Er. Thank your own sweet courses Val. My courses are sweet courses they serve me to live upon Er. But I shall put you off O'one of your sweet courses or at least I 'le strain a point of friendship to be satisfied Touching this woman 't will be worth discovery Val. But why these cloudy looks do not you like my courses ha Er. I cry thee mercy Val I was upon our former subject Matchil Val. I there 's a hasty match clap't up You ask't Why Tradesmen marry there 's a marriage now A humorous Coxscombe that could never laugh In all his last wives dayes and since her death Could ne're be sad For him to marry his Malkin For poor and course obedience Well I hope To take my course in his house yet for all Her boasted chastity and obedience Er. Wouldest thou touch such a thing Val. What not for money She can pay well and her uglinesse cannot fright me I can do that work winking Er. She can be no such woman Val. Tell not me What any woman can or cannot be You 'll give me leave to try my fortune with her Er. Yes and walk with you towards it Ex. Ambo Scoen. 2. Enter Lady Nestlecock Ephraim La. No newes no tidings of 'em Ephraim ha Was even sucg a scape Eph. Not since the Rape Of Hellen I 'm perswaded I have search't With narrow eyes as I may say with care And diligence in most secret places And can no way inform my self what is Betide of the young Damosels or old Squire Your Neece and the French Virgin and the man Unworthy to be call'd your brother Strigood La. O hang him Villain Eph. Doubtlesse 't was his plot To work upon your Ladiships good nature To harbour them that he might take th' advantage Of stealing them away La. What to do ha Eph. To do much may be done by his seducements On two such tender Virgins though he should But plant them in our suburbs but my feare Is that he has transported them beyond seas Into some Nunnery Your Ladiship Knows he is adverse in Religion La. I know he is of none Eph. Satan will work The stronger in him then to their subversion La. How shall I answer now my brother Matchil But he is justly serv'd to marry so The thought of it torments me Where 's my comfort Where 's Nehemiah ha Eph. He 's busie Madam La. What at his book or at his musick ha Eph. That is his Ballet or his Jewes Trump No Madam He is busie at his exercise of Armes With a new Casting top a Cat and Catstick I bought and brought him home La. I thank you for 'hem My careful discreet Ephraim I like His harmlesse exercises well Eph. I hope Your Ladiship can say since I have had The Government of him under your Ladiship I have been careful of the Gentleman And have his love withal so much that I Dare say I hope you 'll pardon the comparison That had you married me which was as likely As that your brother would have ta'ne his Maid I think that Mr. Nehemiah would not Have run away in hatred of our Match As Mrs. Joyce it seems hath done of theirs I hope your Ladiships pardon I understand My duty La. And you speak but reason Ephraim Eph. I have given her there a touch of my affection Who knowes how it may work La. Go call him in I would not have him over heat himself Eph. 'T is a good care And Madam by the way Let me advise that since his riper yeares Require and that faire Propositions Of marriage are tender'd for him that We gently by degrees do take him off From childish exercise indeed plaine boyes play More manly would become him La. You would have him Do worse then would you and be nought you varlet What! would you have him play at Mans-game ha Fore he be married ha what what how now Is it but up and ride w' ye ha Eph. I humbly Beseech your Ladiships pardon I will call Sweet Mr. Nehemiah to your worship La. Go th' art an honest man I know thou lov'st him Ex. Eph. Indeed he 's all my comfort and my care And I must naturally respect all those That do partake with me my care of him Enter Nehemiah looking down and eating Neh. my boy Negh Sonne Nehemiah Neh. F'sooth La. That 's my good Lamb Hold up thy head and thou Shalt have a wife Neh. But mother f sooth when I have her Will she play with me at peg-top La. At any thing my boy Neh. And she ha' not good box and steel I shall so grull her And then at Mumbledepeg I will so firk her La. But when y' are married you 'll finde other pastime Neh. Whate're I say I have a meaning though But yet I doubt I shall not forsake all My old fagaries in a yeare or two La. I know thy will is good to leave thy wag-tricks And I commend your understanding in it It shewes you man and ready for a wife Neh. Amardla f'sooth I think so I Amardla For I did beat a boy as high as my selfe Yesterday with one hand La. Where was thy tother Neh. The boy had but one hand f'sooth I us'd both La. Well th' art too witty to live long I feare But as I was saying sonne I do expect Sir Swithen Whimtby to bring his Neece Neh. Who f'sooth the crying Knight he that has wept E're since his Lady di'd and mournes in colours Speaks nothing but in verse and gives me Ballats The old Knight Powel that pronounces what d ee call 'hem La. Odes childe and Elegies He has been inspir'd With the infection of Poetry E're since his wives
Gresco saut primofistula I know all by hear-say Come let us have a bout at somewhat I have money enough Val. And I 'le make shift to ease you of some on 't Ex. three Mat. Affliction on affliction hourely findes me And layes me on the Rack tearing my heart Like greedie vultures O my heart this heart That I so long suppos'd impenetrable By all the darts of sorrow is now transfixt Shot through and through with torments and by this This last made sensible of all the rest My sons untimely death my daughters losse My Sisters follies and my Brothers vices My servants falshood and the jeers of strangers Now wound me all at once and all through this Predominant blow pull'd on me by mine own Impetuous rashnesse Let me here consider While my hearts torture keeps my soule awake The moving cause of all these ill effects Mine own unbridled wilde affections Scorne of example and contempt of counsel I cannot but observe withal how just A judgement follows mine own wilful acts In the same kinde of doing ills for ills For my lost sonne I rashly wrought revenge Upon an innocent Girle and with her Have lost mine own and for th' unmanly joy I took in one wives death because a Shrew Though otherwise vertuous I am in another Trebly tormented not alone with noise But with a feare of unchaste purposes Which if they come to act my purse must pay for I see my faults and feel the punishments And rather then stand out in my defence T' enjoy some peace I will endure some sorrow And beare it civilly Within there Enter Servant Ser. Sir Mat. Go call your Mystresse pray her to come alone Ex. Ser My resolution brings me yet some ease Men that are borne to serve must seek to please Enter Rachel Mat. Rachel Ra Your pleasure quickly I have left My company my servant and my friend yond Sawing against one another at Corne the Caster till I come to 'hem Mat. And then all three to In and In is 't so Ra. My servant and my friend and I are e'ne all one They are the goodest Gentlemen the best company Mat. Your servant and your friend Ra. Yes and my servant playes for me now in my absence as farre as ten pieces go that I left him My plow goes there though I am here Mat. Your plow makes vile baulkes of my money the while Ra. I am not so ill a huswife as you imagine And my friend and my servant have promis'd to carry me abroad to this town and to that town and tother town and whow I know not whither And my servant will have me to Hide-Park he sayes to see and to shew all as well as the brave Gallants Mat. This is gallant indeed Ra. And my friend will carry me to a whatdeecall a new Academy where I shall see the rarest musick and dancing he sayes and learn the finest Complements and other courtly qualities that are to be had for money and such instructions for the newest fashions Mat. She will flie to the devil for fashions sake Pray stay a little and let me talk calmely with you You have almost broke my heart Ra. But not altogether I hope I would not win so great a game without some sport in playing it Mat. Hear me I know you put on this affected carriage But to try masterie and the disease Being so general among all women Is in you therefore more excusable Ra. O are you coming Mat. Hear what I will say to you And finde in that a husbands good affection I love my peace and would preserve my honour Both which are in your breasts to save or spoil Ra. And can you think the way to purchase peace Is by a war with me hah you are cozen'd Do you think your domineering looks or noise Or blowes can fright me into quietnesse Or that you shall have honour by abasing Your wife Mat. You will not understand me Ra. Hah Mat. Though I love peace and would preserve my honour I 'le yield in both to you and can I have been So us'd to thraldome But the world the world Is such a Talker Ra. I have found the man Mat. There I would save a reputation Ra. He 's loth to bring it out I 'le close w' ye You 'll be content so I will suffer you To bear a loud command o're me in publick That I shall carrie it in private Is 't not so Mat. Truly wife yes Ra. You 'll give me leave to beat you In private then Mat. Nay we 'll bar blowes at all times Ra. But if I chance to give you a rap or two Or now and then a nip and you strike me Again I 'le strike you some way else as you Would not be struck And so observe my carriage The Gentlemen are coming Enter Erasmus Valentine Er. O here they are Val. And not by the eares that 's wonderful Ra. Sir I perceive my errour and repent it Promising you in all my after life To be a faithful and obedient wife Val. He has fetch 't her about it seems Mat. Grammercy Rachel binde it with a kisse Kisse Er. And thus it should be Mat. Gentlemen have ye found us Er. With joy to see this reconciliation Mat. Thus shall ye see it ever Gentlemen I knew she would yield or I should make her heart ake What were a husband if he were not Master Val. You have wonne the field it seems yet I may hope I have not lost a Mystresse Er. Nor I a friend Mat. In a faire way Gentlemen I shall Abridge her of no courtly priviledge But no more haytie twaytie tricks I charge you She shall not jaunt to this nor that town with you I thank you for your care nor to Hide-Park Nor to the Academy you tell her of without my leave Val. And do you say so Mystresse Ra. Truly yes I am no such woman as you took me for With Mr. Matchils leave you may be welcome Home to his house in good and seemly sort Put pray expect no further entertainment Then he shall well allow of Val. I have lost her Er. This change is admirable Mat. Why do you admire it Is she not mine how could you think she durst Stand out in her rebellion although the devil Who soothes all Upstarts dispositions Into an over-weening of themselves Possest her for a time had not I power And vertue do you think to conjure him out What have I studied for think you e're since My last wife di'd but how to rule the next Go get you in there 's something in the house Worth looking after Er. I be sworn he frights her Ra. Would I had you within to perform covenants Mat. What do you grow rebellious again Why stir you not else ha prithee Sweetheart Respect my dignity or only seem to do it Ra. Yes I will only seem to do it Val. He makes her tremble Ra. Gentlemen I must about my house-affaires So I take my leave Er.
good word for Ephraim I have a minde f'sooth because he has made me a man to make him my father f'sooth La. What what How now How durst you sirrah move my sonne in this ha Eph. Madam La. Is it but so ha Neh. Pray f'sooth hear him speak He can speak Poetry he sayes as well as Knight Whimlbie Speak Ephraim Eph. Madam Faâ—re truth have told That Queens of old Have now and then Married with private men A Countesse was no Blusher To wed her Usher Without remorse A Lady took her Horse Keeper in wedlock These did wisely know Inferiour men best could their work below Neh. Mother f'sooth Is it not fine Eph. Nay Madam more then so I 'le further go La. But you shall not Sirrah What what how now Is 't but up and ride ha Out of my doors thou varlet Neh. I must out too then mother I am afraid oh La. Good Neh. be pacified I 'le give him a better answer But not a word on 't now sweet childe I pray thee Here comes Sir Swithin Enter Whimlbie Blithe Whi. Ha ha ha Madam ha ha ha Kisse La. I marry Sir Swithin This is better then O Madam O when you wash't your handkerchiefs in the suds and then to wring hem out in Poetry Whi. My tears with the memory of the dead are all fallen into Lethe and nothing but joy left in me sinc my hopes are confirm'd in your lap And hang Poetry I study profit now Therefore look you Madam here is a draught of my marriage-instrument to your lap Eph. His instrument being drawn I must put up my pipe and be gone Ex. VVhi. And here is another draught for sweet Master Nehemiah for my Neece Blithes Joincture Neh. O but she sayes she will not have me VVhi. When did she say so Neh. Now now she spat the word out of her mouth And I say if she ha' not me you shall whine both your eyes out before you have my mother and see ne're the worse I warrant you Neh. A crosse marriage or no marriage I say still La. I say so too sonne Sweet boy be content Whi. Blithe You spoke well of him behinde his back and made me think you lov'd him and would marry him Bli. Behinde his back I may do much to please you But when I look upon him he turnes my stomack worse then a fool made of soure milk La. Marry Gip Mrs Queasie my sonne 's as sweet as you I hope and as wise as you And suck't as sweet milk as ever the good Cow your mother gave Bli. Ha ha ha Whi. Patience good Madam Eph. I hope the crosse marriage is crost This is untoward wooing La. Uds so do you flirt out your unsavoury comparisons upon my sonne Bli. Flirt not you at me Madam lest I flirt your milk-sop under the snotty nose here Neh. Yes and I have a sword and you ha' got ne're a one La. You wo' not will you ha Do you flie at him ha Whi. Fear not good Madam La. Ephraim save my boy Bli. Ha ha ha Whi She shall not hurt him Leave her to me good Madam La. I ever fear'd he was not long-liv'd he was so witty And now I feare she will be the death of him I would not he should marry her for a million Neh Say not so mother I love her better and better still I never had play-fellow i my life but we fell out and in agen And I must and will marry her I take my death on 't aforehand La. O me he is bewitch't to her Whi. Leave all to me dear Madam La. As I am to you I think Sir Swithin Whi. Let me alone with her I 'le win her and he shall wear her feare not As I was saying Madam she speaks as well of him behinde his back as your owne heart can wish And told me she was content to marry him La. Behinde his back did she so Whi. Yes truly Madam Neh. Loe you there mother Let her marry me behind my back then And when we are marri'd I 'le make her stick to 't before my face I warrant you or if she will make back-play I 'le play at nothing but backgammons with her La. Well Heaven blesse thee thou art but too good for her Whi. Speak gently Neece I charge you Bli Madam I hope your Ladiship shall finde me too good for him If e're he has me La. Ha! say you so Whi. She meanes in well-doing Madam La. Nay then I thank you Mrs. Blithe Assuring you that you shall be no way so good to him but I will be as good to you Neh. Agreed again of all hands But look how she turnes and keeps cut like my Sparrow She will be my back Sweet-heart still I see and love me behind Whi. She is yet raw and has not much been abroad to see the manners of the time In which my melancholy has been her main hinderance But Madam there is now that is worth all our sight and observation A new Academy where they say the newest and most courtly carriage and behaviour is taught and practised both for young Gentlemen and women Have you not heard on t La. Yes Sir Swithin and that the French tongue is taught there with great alacrity and my sonne is wish't thither but soft I warrant you Whi. But let him see it at least in our company it will embolden him I mean to carry my Neece thither I have been a Lover of Arts and Exercises and know somewhat since my youth Pray let us spend one houre of this afternoon there La. Pardon me good sir Swithin Neh. But he shall not mother if you love me for I mean to perfect my dancing there and to learn French there For I mean when I am married to travel into France But I will first be perfect in the tongue I shall learne it the sooner when I am there you know Pray let us go to th' A comedy what d ee call it Whi. The Academy La. Say you so sonne then come sir Swithin Come Mrs. Blithe we will all go Bli. I 'le wait upon you though my heart sayes no Ex. Scoen. 2. Enter Joyce Gabriella Joy O mine own heart how near were we both fallen Into the Gulf of Ruine Gab. Thanks for our delivery We were upon the brink of main destruction Joy Was ever such a Friend as this mine Vncle Pretending us his children too and call'd us daughters To those he bargain'd with to sell our Maidenhead Gab. 'T was a most damnable practise fie upon him Joy And had the Monsieurs been as capable Of our Virginities as he was of Their moneys how had we then resisted Gab. By Venus mine own heart my Gentleman Came up so close to me that if my voice Had not been stronger then mine armes O me I tremble son it yet I had been vanquish't Joy But did you note the vertue of the Gentlemen When they were sensible of our feares and tears How gently they desisted
tongue 's not out a joynt Andr. No nor a Thing I have that has no Bone in 't All else is out a joynt Eul. This came of tempting Providence were not you Told the danger by the many that smarted of it Andr. I met them all dancing and frisking home The blind man made the way the dumb man sung The deaf kept time to his Notes the lame led on The Dance to all the rest whilst I can go No further lies down 'T was for you I ventured Eul. And now you repent you meant me so much good Andr. And now again I do repent that ever I did repent Oh for a Stone-cutter a Bone-setter I would say Eul. VVell Sir give me your hands stand up Andr. VVith as good a will as ever I stood to woman Eul. Now how do you feel your self Andr. In very pretty plight I feel I am sufficient Haugh heigh Capers and turns 't will do again and if I durst venture into that unluckie Countrey again I would now teach the Clowns how to Dance for joy Eul. Yes you shall venter Sir and by the way I le teach you to teach them to work and pray Andr. To work and play I pray you Lod. If there be Heaven on earth it is this woman Andr. Then if there be a Purgatorie on earth I le venter through it for her heigh o ho Scoen. V. Enter three or four Countrey-men 1. Health and Joy Health and Joy 2. O happy woman that ever she came hither 1. Nay happy we that ere she came among us 2. VVhat shall we render her in recompence All that we have is too little for this woman This good woman this holy woman this she-Saint If there be one above ground 3. O do not make an If at her neighbour lest the ground swallow thee quick in thy Infidelitie 2. Now doubtless and without all adventure she is an unknown woman 3. And therefore a good woman for 't is too true All those that are well known are e'en bad enough And known she will not be for all our entreats No not so much as from whence she came we see 2. And that counsel she may keep still for me For doubtless and without all peradventure If we had need of another such it were in vain to seek her 1. Sure 't was from Heaven she came Where the whole stock of good women vvere plac'd long ago Scoen. VI. Enter Fabio and Strozza Fab. 'T is she I 'm confident Stroz. Our work lies fairly then before us Lod. These look like mischievous Robbers Eul. What can they take from us Lod. Your Life I fear Andr. I have e'en din'd let 'em take away when they please Lod. Their looks are murderous Eul. Fear not Lodovico why look ye Friends so amazedly ha' ye lost your way or what do ye seek Fab. No we ha' found our way 't is to you we seek we dare come roundly to you for all your Guard your old Fool and your young here Lod. O my unhappy Fears Eul. You will not murder me Fab. 'T is all the Office we are bound to doe you Eul. Just Heaven protect me Fab. Call upon Heaven as you go thitherward VVe may not stay long Invocations Andr. Pray take me in your way and run me through her if you be honest Murderers Help Murder Murder Scoen. VII. Enter to them Curate Crier Pedro Lollio Poggio Crier O yes O yes O yes Cur. Silence Crier suspend the Proclamation to prevent abomination Lod. Heaven has sent us ayd Fab. O we are prevented Cur. On on sa sa down with their VVeapons up with their heels till we insect and rip up the intrails of the Cause what an Assassinate was here attempted O infausta Dies two swords against the naked vvomb of a VVoman and none but weaponless men to assist her viz. Senex Ineptus Andr. That is to say Give me their Swords under my Fools Coat I 'll hurt no body Cur. Upon my facundity an elegant construction by the Fool So I am cedunt arma Togae Fab. For our attempt Sir we vvill answer it vve are for the King Car. Then vve are for the King Sir in nomine Majestatis we command you to attend our present Office and then we will examine yours Loll. And then if you deserve the Gallows you shall be sure on 't a short breathing-vvhile shall be no hinderance to you So Crier lift up your Voice and proceed Crier O yes O yes O yes By the Kings most Excellent Majesty a Proclamation prohibiting upon pain of Death any Relief to be given unto the banish'd Eulalia Cur. Now say VVhereas upon just and lawful Tryal Crier VVhereas c. Cur. The said Eulalia Crier The said Eulalia Eul. I am that hapless she that for relief will not beg nor borrow nor take of yee Lod. Cur. aside Pedr. 'T is she and at the price of Life I vvill relieve her aside Pog. How vvhat have vve done In relieving her from killing we are all become Traytors Loll. That 's an idle fear vve knew her not VVhich now vve do vve may again reliver her Into their hands for them to kill her yet And then there 's no harm done Pog. So let us give them their swords again and vvhen they have done their vvork to make all sure vve 'll hang them for their pains and so keep the Law in our own hands vvhile vve have it Cur. O homines insani quomodo erravistis The woman must be sav'd á manubus istis They are Catilinarian Traytors Lod. You Sir have reason you have found her Life The King has pardon'd and although her Doom In this her Banishment were heavy and A punishment even unto Death but that Good soul she works and labours for her food You find not yet 't is lawful any kill her Cur. Recte dixisti Domine therefore Sir You that are for the King as you pretend Shew us th' Imperative mood or warrant for her death Or we shall put you into the Optativa mood By punishment to wish your selves dead oftner Or more times than bona fide there be Tenses In all the Moods of all my Accidences Eul. For my part I le forgive them if they will Deliver truely who corrupted them To rid the world of this weary burden that I may pray for them Pedr. Can such a goodness deserve so fowl a Censure Eul. But first tell me Are not you two the men that gave false evidence at my Arraignment touching injur'd Sforza Fab. We gave no evidence nor false nor true Andr. No countrey-woman they had no such Beards But I will try if I can make 'm like 'em O rare what a nimble Barber am I Lod. They are the self-same men the two cashier'd Lieutenants that Sforza should have hang'd for mutinies in the late Wars Pedr. What hinders now their execution Cur. Digito compesce labellum silence good Pedro I do commend your zeal but Periculum est in via We will walk
shall have Madam Alin. You made not choise of men of Resolution Flav. They were the same exasperate cashier'd Souldiers That sware so valiantly against Eulalia Alin. Many that pass for Souldiers dare swear valiantly That dare not fight Flav. Many that dare not fight Dare do a murther Madam such a tame one too I am confident they have kill'd her however I have done my best Alin. Thou hast done nothing whilst that woman lives The work was not so course that your own hand Could have disdain'd it Sir if you had lov'd me So leave me negligent Fellow Flav. Her first months Majesty hath wip'd out The memorie of all her former dayes I must not lose her though this hand then soon Must do the work be 't not already done Exit King How cheers my love what ominous aspect Hath wrought this sad Eclipse upon that Beautie VVhose radiancie onely is my life Cast by this veil of sadness quit my fears And from my Browes wipe off a score of years No what must then remove it or dispell These Clouds that from the anguish of thy heart Do cast this shadow ore my happiness Alin. I must not will not name it but you said You would do something which it seems Your wavering love neglects King Can I neglect A duty that belongs to my Alinda Speak it again and by my first nights bliss I had with thee by this kiss and by this I le treble in performance all my promises Alin. Y' are dull in your performances I will Not name a request the second time although my life Your dignitie and your Kingdoms safetie Lie on the rack for 't King She will not name 't again Her last request was for the head of Sforza Her arrogant proud Father whose perversness Checq'd at her due promotion and whose life Swolne up with Popularitie was my danger Threatning no less then ruine on my State She will not name 't again poor tender soul Lest she might fall into th' interpretation Of an unnatural child yet for my safetie She suffers in desire to have it done I have prevented her desire 't is done I know Petruccio his Antagonist Who had my warrant and Signet for it VVould not be slack in th' execution Come sweet be fearless that which your mild goodness Is now so timerous to name is done Alin. Is she pursu'd and put to death King What she Alind. Nay I have said again King Sforza my dearest life th' unnatural Homicide That sought thy life and mine is put to death Alin. VVhat my dear Father King VVas it not your Desire Enter Petruccio Here comes sure Testimony speak Petruccio I will not ask Is 't done but speak the manner How Sforza di'd Petr. A self-wil'd obstinate man Such as he liv'd he di'd and gracious Madam That a more bloody Spectacle should not move Your tender nature to compunction I brought But this inseparate Adjunct of his malicious Head a Jewel Against you the King and the whole Kingdoms good Alin. This is a token most infallible The Jewel that none but the cold hand of Death Could ravish from him 'T is done The fear of him is like a storm blown ore 'T is done but this is yet but part of that full satisfaction That must confirm my safetie Pray my Lord side You fatal instrument of my Fathers blood Let me not look upon you King Nay Alinda Exit Petruccio You must not be so sad your gentle sorrow In those obsequious Tears express'd shew nature And Filial pietie as he was your Father But think upon your wrongs my dangers and your own Alin. Alas my Lord think you withall a Father Is not so early forgot But sorrow leave me And do you give me leave to think that now It is no less a Childs part to embrace Revenge then sorrow for a Fathers loss King How means my love Alin. She lives that was his Ruine You may remember whom I mean Eulalia Till now I had no Plea against her life Onely my care of you might wish her Death For your security Her fowl Adultery And secret Practices against your Crown Were nothing unto me compar'd with this Now I have lost a Father she the cause He suffers she survives where are your Laws King Sweet be content Alin. Content your self great Sir With your black infamie sit down content On your Majestick Throne the President Of Capital contented Cuckolds do Till all your Subjects dance the Hornpipe too King Nay dear Alinda do but think Alin. Think what VVhat on a course to be reveng'd on you To serve you in that kind my self Kin. O torment Alin. Or rather let me think your lustful purpose VVas but to rob me of my Virgin-Honour And that you put her by but for a time Until my youth had quench'd your Appetite Then to recal her home to your embraces She is your wife it seems then still not I King You have awak'd me from a Lethargie In which I was confounded now I see She and mine Honour cannot live at once She dies Alinda Alin. And you may consider A little further yet Sir if you please You Father and maintain a Son your own I cannot safely say and therefore more Is my vexation who demeans himself Not towards me like one that were your wife King Hee 's also doom'd already my Alinda Alin. It may prevent a greater strife hereafter Should he but live t' inherit Lands and Titles That must belong to yours and my succession King Thy wisdom inspir'd me all shall be Be thou but my Alinda rul'd by thee Alin. Seal you that Grant with this kiss I Seal mine My glories were eclips'd but now they shine ACT. IV. Scoen. I. Enter Poggio Lollio two Countrey-men with Eulalia Eul. Y' Are welcome Friends your prayers and good wishes Are comforts to me yet without danger of the Proclamation Pog. Madam the Court in all the Braverie It boasts and borrows cannot so rejoyce In the bright shining Beauty of their Queen As we in your enjoying in this plainness Their Bells and Bonfires Tilts and Tournaments Their Feasts and Banquets Musicks and costly shews How ere unpaid for shall not outpass our loves Eul. Be you as confident I will not wrong A man among you therefore pray reserve What is your own and warrant your own safety Pogg. But how you 'll live we know not we are now In our old former Health the Countrey 's cur'd Your Practice at an end unless you had The common gift of most Physitians To make as many sick as you make sound You will not find a Patient in seven years Eul. But I have other Arts sufficient skill In works of several kinds the Needle Loome The Wheel the Frame the Net-Pin and choice of Fingers works are most familiar with me Lol. And can you handle the Bobbins well good Woman Make statute-Lace you shall have my Daughter Pogg. And mine to make Tape-Purles can you do it Eul. Yes and teach all your children works to
As thus great Sir in the late Execution Of Death-doom'd Sforza which the Souldier Not looking on your Justice but the Feud That was betwixt Petruccio and him Resents as if it were Petruccio's Act Not yours that cut him off and still as madly Bewitch'd with Sforza's love as ignorant Of the desert of brave Petruccio They all turn head upon him and as if 'T were in his power to new create him to them They cry to him for Sforza Sforza or if not Petruccio's life must answer Sforza's blood King Left you him in that distress Capt. He did prevail With much entreatie by some private reasons Upon their fury for an hours respite In which dear time 't is onely you may save Guiltless Petruccio from a timeless Grave King Thou art a Souldier art not Capt. And have commanded in your Highnesse Wars King Me thinks I should remember but I le trust thee Hor. I hope you 'll be advis'd though how you run Into this wild-fire of Rebellion King My Fortune is more desperate then his I am beset and circled in with mischiefes Way-laid with heaps of dangers every where Yet I will on Kings were not made to fear I le fetch him off and the more readily For my misprision of his Loyaltie Could I think that man false Hor. No Sir nor I By all meanes fetch him off that Loyal General Is tenfold worth the whole Rebellious Army Save him and hang them all Enter Petruccio with a Rabble of Souldiers and two Captains crying Come come away with him away with him Petr. Have you no Faith nor due obedience Unto the King this outrage is 'gainst him In me he suffers 1. Capt. We obey the King And 't is his Justice that we cut your throat For doing such outrage in the death of our brave General That had you lives more then false drops of blood They were not all sufficient satisfaction for his losse 2. Capt. Your limited hour draws on apace Prepare Enter a Servant Petr. He 's come within that hour that shall relieve me Where is he is he come Serv. You are betray'd He 's fled and gone no such man to be found Petr. Then Faith is fled from man is Sforza fled Why should I wish to live now Honour 's dead Now take your bloody course and in my fall Martyr the man that sav'd your General 1. Capt. Sav'd him how sav'd Petr. Sforza lives All How 's that how 's that that that again Petr. As I now live I set him free from Prison Trusting unto his Honour to secure me In which I did abuse the Kings Authoritie To th' forfeit of my life Sold. This sounds this sounds 1. Capt. But does this sound well from a Souldiers mouth 2. Capt. He is not now worthy of death before He be well whipt for lying Within The King the King the King 1. Capt. He could never come in a better time to see how bravely we will do justice for him King How comes this Fury rais'd amongst ye Souldiers Have you forgot my Laws and Person too 1. Capt. We honour both thus low now gives us leave To look like men and give your Highness welcome To see a General of your Election Die with a lie in 's mouth your Souldier here None of the good Queens old ones King Dare you both judge and execute this man 2. Capt. We dare to kill the Hangman of our General And think it fits our Office best though you Have Law enough to wave our care and pain And hang him up your self for he affirms That he let Sforza live 'gainst your command And that 's the lie we treat of Kin. I le give you all your Pardons and him Honour To make that true Sfor. Your Kingly word is taken Discovers himself Noble Petruccio thou art disengag'd And if the temper of the Kings high Anger Blow still above his Justice let it crush This cloud that holds a shower of innocent blood Willing to fall and calm his violent fury All Our General lives a Sforza Sforza King Sforza Petr. You have outdone me in Nobilitie King I am all wonder now this man appears The Mansion and habitual Seat of Honour Of which he seems so full there cannot be An Angle in his breast to lodge so base An Inmate as disloyaltie if so How was Eulalia false or how Gonzago That tender Boy the fruit of lawless lust There I am lost again Great Power that knowest The subtletie of hearts shew me some light Through these Cymmerian mists of doubts and fears In which I am perplex'd even to distraction Shew me shew me yet the face of glorious Truth where I may read If I have err'd which way I was misled Hor. Enters O my dread Lord King Thy news Hor. O my sweet Soveraign King Art thou distracted too Hor. No Sir The Queen the Queen the Queen 's distracted And I am like to be and you and any man That loves the King unless some Conjurer Be found to lay the Devil I mean Sforza Sforza Sir would you think that monstruous Traytor Sforza walks in the Court without a Head Appear'd unto the Queen I found her talking with him Kneeling and praying him to give her Pardon Told him indeed 't was she that sought his Head And that she thought that being now a Queen She might by her Prerogative take Heads Whose and as many as she listed but She promis'd she would send it him again Or else Petruccio's first or if he would forgive her This time shee 'ld do so no more He seem'd he would not hear her then she beat Her self against the walls and floor and flies To free her self by th' windows calls for Poison Knife Rope or any thing whereby to follow Her most abused Father What to make on 't As I am true to th' Crown I must refer Onely unto your Majestie King O 't is fearful Petr. My Lord you saw not th' Apparition did you Hor. Not I I saw him not nor has the Devil Power in a Traytors shadow to appear Unto a Loyal Subject Hah my Loyaltie And Truth unto the Crown defend me See the very foresaid Devil at my Elbowe Head and all now avoid attempt me not Satan I do conjure thee by all the vertues of a Loyal Courtier Sfor. They are all too weak to charm a Devil Sir But me they may your Friend Hor. I defie thee Bubsebel Petr. What do you see my Lord Hor. Look there the Apparition there it is As like the Traytor Sforza when he liv'd As Devil can be like a Devil oh Petr. Fear not he lives and Loyal to the King Hor. Does the King say so Sfor. Give me your hand my Lord The king will say so if this be flesh and blood Hor. I if thou beest flesh and blood but how to believe that I know not when my touch makes me sweat out a whole showre of pure Loyaltie King No more Horatio I find that my credulitie Has been wrought on unto my much abuse And