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friend_n	antony_n	caesar_n	dare_a	36	3	16.5830	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27177	Comedies and tragedies written by Francis Beaumont and Iohn Fletcher ...	Beaumont, Francis, 1584-1616.; Fletcher, John, 1579-1625.; Shirley, James, 1596-1666.; Lowin, John, 1576-1659.; Taylor, Joseph, 1586?-1653?	1647 (1647)	Wing B1581; ESTC R22900	1,572,322	946

thee To take a rubbe or too out of my way As time shall serve say that it be a Brother Or a hard Father Sep. 'T is most necessary A Mother or a Sister or whom you please sir Pho. Or to betray a noble friend Sep. T is all one Pho. I know thou wilt stir for gold Sep. T is all my motion Pho. There take that for thy service and farewell I have greater businesse now Sep. I am still your owne Sir Pho. One thing I charge thee see me no more Septinius Vnlesse I send Exit Sep. I shall observe your houre So this brings something in the mouth some savour This is the Lord I serve the power I worship My friends Allyes And here lyes my Allegeance Let people talke as they please of my rudenesse And shun me for my deede bring but this to 'em Let me be damn'd for blood yet still I am honourable This God creates new tongues and new affections And though I had killd my Father give me gold I 'le make men sweare I have done a pious Sacrifice Now I will out-brave all make all my Servants And my brave deed shall be writ in wine for vertuous Exit Scena Tertia Enter Caesar Antony Dollobella Sceva Caesar Keepe strong guardes and with wary eyes my friends There is no trusting to these base Egyptians They that are false to pious benefits And make compelld necessityes their faithes Are traitors to the Gods Ant. Weel 'e call a shore A legion of the best Caesar Not a man Antony That were to shew our feares and dim our greatnesse No 't is enough my name 's a shore Sce. Too much too A sleeping Caesar is enough to shake them There are some two or three malitious Rascalls Trained up in villany besides that Cerberus That Roman dog that lick'd the blood of Pompey Dol. 'T is strange a Roman Souldier Sce You are cozend There be of us as be of all other nations Villaines and Knaves 't is not the name containes him But the obedience when that 's once forgotten And duty flung away then welcom Devill Photinus and Achillas and this vermine That 's now become a naturall Crocadile Must be with care obseru'd Ant. And 't is well counsell'd No confidence nor trust Sce. I le trust the Sea first When with her hollow murmurs she invites me And cluches in her stormes as politique Lyons Conceale their clawes I le trust the Devill first The rule of ill I le trust before the dore Caesar Go to your rests follow your own wisedomes And leave me to my thoughts pray no more complement Once more strong watches Dol. All shall be observ'd Sir Exit Caesar I am dull and heavy yet I cannot sleepe How happy was I in my lawfull warrs In Germany and Gaul and Britany When euery night with pleasure I sat downe What the day ministred the sleepe came sweetely But since I undertooke this home-division This civill war and past the Rubicon What have I done that speakes an antient Roman A good great Man I have enterd Rome by force And on her tender wombe that gave me life Let my insulting Souldiers rudely trample The deare vaines of my Country I have opend And saild upon the torrents that flowd from her The bloody streames that in their confluence Carried before 'em thousand desolations Rob'd the treasury and at one gripe Snatch'd all the wealth so many worthy triumphs Placed there as sacred to the peace of Rome I raiz'd Massilia in my wanton anger Petreius and Affrinius I defeated Pompey I over threw what did that get me The stubbord name of an authoriz'd enemy noise within I heare some noises they are the watches sure What friends have I tyde fast by these ambitiones Cato the lover of his Countryes freedom Is past now into Affrik to affront me Juha that kill'd my friend is up in armes too The Sonnes of Pompey are Masters of the Sea And from the reliques of their scatterd faction A new head 's sprung Say I defeate all these too I come home Crown'd an honourable Rebell I heare the noise still and it comes still nearer Are the guards fast who waites there Enter Sceva with a packet Cleopatra in it Sce. Are ye awake Sir Caesar 'I th name of wonder Sce. Nay I am a Porter A strong one too or else my sides would cracke Sir And my sinnes were as waighty I should scarce walke with 'em Caesar What hast thou there Sce. Aske them which stay without And brought it hither your presence I denide 'em And put 'em by tooke up the load my selfe They say 't is rich and valude at the Kingdome I am sure 't is heavy if you like to see it You may if not I 'le give it back Caesar Stay Sceva I would faine see it Sce. I 'le begin to worke then No doubt to flatter ye they have sent ye something Of a rich vallue Iewells or some Treasure May be a Rogue within to do a mischief I pray you stand farther off if there be villany Better my danger first he shall scape hard too Ha what art thou Caesar Stand farther off good Sceva What heavenly vision do I wake or slumber Farther off that hand friend Sce. What apparition What Spirit have I rais'd sure 't is a woman She lookes like one Now she begins to move too A tempting Devill ô my life go off Caesar Blesse thy selfe off a band growne in mine old dayes Bawdry advanced upon my back 't is noble Sir if you be a Souldier come no nearer She is sent to dispossesse you of your honour A spunge a spunge to wipe away your victories And she would be coold Sir let the Souldiers trim her They 'le give her that she came for and dispatch her Be loyall to your selfe thou damned woman Do'st thou come hither with thy flourishes Thy flaunts and faces to abuse mens manners And am I made the instrument of bawdry I 'le finde a lover for ye one shall hugg ye Caesar Hold on thy life and be more temperate Thou beast Sce. Thou beast Caesar Could'st thou be so inhumane So farr from noble men to draw thy weapon Upon a thing divine Sce. Divine or humane They are never better pleas'd nor more at harts-ease Then when we draw with full intent upon 'em Caesar Move this way Lady Pray ye let me speake to ye Sce. And woman you had best stand Caesar By the Gods But that I see her here and hope her mortall I should imagine some celestiall sweetnesse The treasure of soft love Sce. Oh this soundes mangely Poorely and scurvely in a Souldiers mouth You had best be troubled with the Tooth-ach too For lovers ever are and let your nose drop That your celestiall beauty may be-friend ye At these yeares do you learne to be fantasticall After so many bloody feildes a foole She brings her bed along too shee 'le loose no time Carryes her Litter to lye soft do you see that Invites ye like a Gamster

is then but making unready and that 's soone done My Lady is my Cosen I my self Which is neerest then My desires are mine Say they be hers too is 't a hanging matter It may be ventur'd in a worser cause I must go question with my conscience I have the word Centinel do thou stand Thou shalt not need to call I 'll he at hand Exit Enter Antonio and Martin Ant. Are we not dog'd behind us thinkst thou friend Mar. I heard not one bark Sir Ant. There are that bite And bark not man me-thought I spy'd two fellows That through two streets together walk'd aloof And wore their eies suspiciously upon us Mar. Your Jealousie nothing else or such perhaps As are afraid as much of us who knows But about the like busines but for your fears sake I 'll advise and entreat one curtesie Ant. What 's that friend Mar. I will not be denyed Sir Change your upper garments with me Ant. It needs not Mar. I think so too but I will have it so If you dare trust me with the better Sir Ant. Nay then Mar. If there should be danger towards There will be the main mark I 'm sure Ant. Here thou tak'st from me Mar. Tush the General Must be safe how ere the Battel goes See you the Beacon yonder Ant. Yes we are neer shore Enter 2. Gentlemen with weapons drawn they set upon Martin Antonio pursues them out in rescue of Martin Mar. Come Land land you must clamber by the cliffe Here are no staires to rise by Ant. I are you there fight and Exeunt Enter Aminta above and Martin return'd again ascends Am. Antonio Mar. Yes Ismenia Am. Thine owne Mar. Quench the light thine eies are guides illustrious Am. 'T is necessary Exeunt Enter Antonio Mar. Your legs have sav'd your lives who ere you are Friend Martin where art thou not hurt I hope Sure I was farthest in the pursuit of 'em My pleasures are forgotten through my fears The lights extinct it was discreetly done They could not but have notice of the broile And fearing that might call up company Have carefully prevented and closed up I do commend the heed oh but my friend I fear his hurt friend friend it cannot be So mortal that I should lose thee quite friend A groan any thing that may discover thee Thou art not sunk so far but I might hear thee I 'll lay mine ear as low as thou canst fall Friend Don Martin I must answer for thee 'T was in my cause thou fell'st if thou beest downe Such dangers stand betwixt us and our joyes That should we forethink ere we undertake Wee 'ld sit at home and save What a night 's here Purpos'd for so much joy and now dispos'd To so much wretchednes I shall not rest in 't If I had all my pleasures there within I should not entertain 'em with a smile Good night to you Mine will be black and sad A friend cannot a woman may be bad Exit Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Ismenia and Aminta Ism. O thou false Am. Do your daringst he 's mine owne Soul and body mine church and chamber mine Totally mine Ism. Darst thou face thy falshood Am. Shall I not give a welcom to my wishes Come home so sweetly farewell your company Till you be calmer woman Exit Ism. Oh what a heap Of misery has one night brought with it Ent. Ant. Ant. Where is he do you turn your shame from me You 'r a blind Adultresse you know you are Ism. How 's that Antonio Ant. Till I have vengeance Your sin 's not pardonable I 'll have him If hell hide him not y'have had your last of him Exit Ism. What did he speak I understood him not He calld me a foul name it was not mine He took me for another sure Enter Bellides Bel. Hah are you there Where 's your sweet heart I have found you Traytor To my house wilt league with mine enemie You 'll shed his blood you 'll say hah will you so And fight with your heels upwards No Minion I have a husband for you since y' are so ranck And such a husband as thou shalt like him Whether thou wilt or no Antonio Ism. It thunders with the storm now Bel. And to night I 'll have it dispatch'd I 'll make it sure I By to morrow this time thy Maiden-head Shall not be worth a Chicken if it were Knockt at an out-cry go I 'll ha' ye before me Shough shough up to your coop peay Hen Ism. Then I 'll try my wings Exit Bel. I are you good at that stop stop thief stop there Exit Scaena secunda Enter Otrante and Florimell singing 1. Song Flo. Now having leisure and a happy wind Thou maist at pleasure cause the stones to grind Sayles spread and grist here ready to be ground Fie stand not idely but let the Mill go round Otr. Why dost thou sing and dance thus why so merry Why dost thou look so wantonly upon me And kisse my hands Flo. If I were high enough I would kisse your lips too Otr. Do this is some kindnes This tastes of willingnesse nay you may kisse Still but why o' th' sudden now does the fitt take ye Unoffered or uncompell'd why these sweet curtesies Even now you would have blush'd to death to kisse thus Prethee let me be prepar'd to meet thy kindnes I shall be unfurnish'd else to hold thee play wench Stay now a little and delay your blessings If this be love me-thinks it is too violent If you repent you of your strictnesse to me It is so sudden it wants circumstance Flo. Fy how dull 2. Song How long shall I pine for love how long shall I sue in vaine How long like the Turtle-Dove shall I heavily thus complain Shall the sayles of my love stand still Shall the grists of my hopes be unground Oh fie oh fie oh fie let the Mill let the Mill go round Otr. Prethee be calme a little Thou mak'st me wonder thou that wert so strange And read such pious rules to my behaviour But yesternight thou that wert made of modestie Shouldst in a few short minutes turn thus desperate Flo. You are too cold Otr. I do confesse I freeze now I am another thing all over me It is my part to wooe not to be courted Unfold this Riddle 't is to me a wonder That now o' th' instant ere I can expect Ere I can turn my thoughts and think upon A separation of your honest carriage From the desires of youth thus wantonly Thus beyond expectation Flo. I will tell ye And tell ye seriously why I appear thus To hold ye no more ignorant and blinded I have no modestie I am truly wanton I am that you look for Sir now come up roundly If my strict face and counterfeited stalednesse Could have won on ye I had caught ye that way And you should ne'r have come to have known who hurt ye Prethee sweet Count be more familiar with