to acknowledge her sorrow that you must take the pains to come up for so bad entertainment Wel. I shall obey your Lady that sent it and acknowledge you that brought it to be your Arts Master Rog. I am but a Batchelor of Art Sir and I have the mending of all under this roof from my Lady on her down-bed to the maid in the Pease straw Wel. A Cobler Sir Roger. No Sir I inculcate Divine Service within these Walls Wel. But the Inhabitants of this house do often imploy you on errands without any scruple of Conscience Rog. Yes I do take the air many mornings on foot three or four miles for eggs but why move you that Wel. To know whether it might become your function to bid my man to neglect his horse a little to attend on me Roger. Most properly Sir Wel. I pray you doe so then the whilst I will attend your Lady You direct all this house in the true way Roger. I doe Sir Wel. And this door I hope conducts to your Lady Rog. Your understanding is ingenious Ex. severally Enter young Loveless and Savil with a writing Sa. By your favour Sir you shall pardon me Yo. Lo. I shall bear your favour Sir cross me no more I say they shall come in Savil. Sir you forget who I am Yo. Lo. Sir I do not thou art my Brothers Steward his cast off mill-money his Kitchen Arithmetick Sa. Sir I hope you will not make so little of me Yo. Lo. I make thee not so little as thou art for indeed there goes no more to the making of a Steward but a fair Imprimis and then a reasonable Item infus'd into him and the thing is done Sa. Nay then you stir my duty and I most tell you Young Lo. What wouldst thou tell me how Hopps grow or hold some rotten discourse of Sheep or when our Lady-day falls Prethee farewel and entertain my friends be drunk and burn thy Table books and my dear spark of velvet thou and I. Sa. Good Sir remember Young Lo. I do remember thee a foolish fellow one that did put his trust in Almanacks and Horse-fairs and rose by Hony and Pot-butter Shall they come in yet Sa. Nay then I must unfold your Brothers pleasure these be the lessons Sir he left behind him Young Lo. Prethee expound the first Sa. I leave to maintain my house three hundred pounds a year and my Brother to dispose of it Young Lo. Mark that my wicked Steward and I dispose of it Sav. Whilest he bears himself like a Gentleman and my credit falls not in him Mark that my good young Sir mark that Young Lo. Nay if it be no more I shall fulfil it whilst my Legs will carry me I 'le bear my self Gentleman-like but when I am drunk let them bear me that can Forward dear Steward Sav. Next it is my will that he be furnished as my Brother with Attendance Apparel and the obedience of my people Young Lo. Steward this is as plain as your old Minikinbreeches Your wisdom will relent now will it not Be mollified or you understand me Sir proceed Sav. Next that my Steward keep his place and power and bound my Brother's wildness with his care Young Lo. I 'le hear no more of this Apocrypha bind it by it self Steward Sav. This is your Brothers will and as I take it he makes no mention of such company as you would draw unto you Captains of Gallysoists such as in a clear day have seen Callis fellows that have no more of God than their Oaths come to they wear swords to reach fire at a Play and get there the oyl'd end of a Pipe for their Guerdon then the remnant of your Regiment are wealthy Tobacco-Marchants that set up with one Ounce and break for three together with a Forlorn hope of Poets and all these look like Carthusians things without linnen Are these fit company for my Masters Brother Young Lo. I will either convert thee O thou Pagan Steward or presently confound thee and thy reckonings who 's there Call in the Gentlemen Sav. Good Sir Young Lo. Nay you shall know both who I am and where I am Sav. Are you my Masters Brother Young Lo. Are you the sage Master Steward with a face like an old Ephemerides Enter his Comrades Captain Traveller c. Sav. Then God help us all I say Young Lo. I and 't is well said my old peer of France welcome Gentlemen welcome Gentlemen mine own dear Lads y' are richly welcome Know this old Harry Groat Cap. Sir I will take your love Sav. Sir you will take my Purse Cap. And study to continue it Sav. I do believe you Trav. Your honorable friend and Masters Brother hath given you to us for a worthy fellow and so we hugg you Sir Sav. Has given himself into the hands of Varlets not to be curv'd out Sir are these the pieces Young Lo. They are the Morals of the Age the vertues men made of gold Sav. Of your gold you mean Sir Young Lo. This is a man of War and cryes go on and wears his colours Sav. In 's nose Young Lo. In the fragrant field This is a Traveler Sir knows men and manners and has plow'd up the Sâ—â— so far till both the Poles have knockt has seen the Sun 〈◊〉 Coach and can distinguish the colour of his Horses 〈◊〉 their kinds and had a Flanders-Mare leapt there Sav. 'T is much Tra. I have seen more Sir Sav. 'T is even enough o' Conscience sit down and reâ—â— you you are at the end of the world already Would ye had as good a Living Sir as this fellow could lie you out oâ— he has a notable gift in 't Young Lo. This ministers the smoak and this the Muâ—â— Sav. And you the Cloaths and Meat and Money yoâ— have a goodly generation of 'em pray let them multiplâ— your Brothers house is big enough and to say truth hâ—â— too much Land hang it durt Young Lo. Why now thou art a loving stinkard Fire of thy Annotations and thy Rent-books thou hast a weak brain Savil and with the next long Bill thou wilt run mad Gentlemen you are once more welcome to three hundred pounds a year we will be freely merry shall we not Capt. Merry as mirth and wine my lovely Loveless Poet. A serious look shall be a Jury to excommunicate any man from our company Tra. We will not talk wisely neither Young Lo. What think you Gentlemen by all this Revenue in Drink Capt. I am all for Drink Tra. I am dry till it be so Poet. He that will not cry Amen to this let him live sober seem wise and dye o' th' Coram Young Lo. It shall be so we 'l have it all in Drink let Meat and Lodging go they are transitory and shew men meerly mortal then we 'l have Wenches every one his Wench and every week a fresh one we 'l keep no powdered flesh all these we have by warrant under
or for Surfeits A shaking fit of a whip sometimes o'retakes ye Marry you dye most commonly of choakings Obstructions of the halter are your ends ever Pray leave your horn and your knife for her to live on Eva. Poor wretched people why do you wrong your selves Though I fear'd death I should fear you ten times more You are every one a new death and an odious The earth will purifie corrupted bodies You 'll make us worse and stink eternally Go home go home and get good Nurses for you Dream not of Wives Fred. You shall have one of 'em if they dare venture for ye Evan. They are dead already Crawling diseases that must creep into The next grave they find open are these fit Husbands For her you have loved Sir though you hate me now And hate me mortally as I hate you Your nobleness in that you have done otherwise And named Evanthe once as your poor Mistris Might offer worthier choice Fre. Speak who dare take her for one moneth and then dye Phy. Dye Sir Fred. I dye Sir that 's the condition Phy. One moneth is too little For me to repent in for my former pleasure To go still on unless I were sure she would kill me And kill me delicately before my day Make it up a year for by that time I must dye My body will hold out no longer Fred. No Sir it must be but a moneth Law Then farewel Madam This is like to be a great year of dissention Among good people and I dare not lose it There will me money got Capt. Bless your good Ladiship there 's nothing in the grave but bones and ashes In Taverns there 's good wine and excellent wenches And Surgeons while we live Cutp. Adieu sweet Lady Lay me when I am dead near a rich Alderman I cannot pick his Purse no I 'le no dying Though I steal Linnen I 'le not steal my shrowd yet All. Send ye a happy match Exeunt Fool. And you all halters you have deserved 'em richly These do all Villanies and mischiefs of all sorts yet those they fear not To flinch where a fair wench is at the stake Evan. Come your sentence let me dye you see Sir None of your valiant men dare venture on me A Moneth's a dangerous thing Enter Valerio disguis'd Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Evan. Will you then be willing To dye at the time prefixt that I must know too And know it beyond doubt Fred. What if I did wench Evan. On that condition if I had it certain I would be your any thing and you should injoy me How ever in my nature I abhor you Yet as I live I would be obedient to you But when your time came how I should rejoyce How then I should bestir my self to thank ye To see your throat cut how my heart would leap Sir I would dye with you but first I would so torture ye And cow you in your end so despise you For a weak and wretched coward you must end sure Still make ye fear and shake despised still laugh at ye Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Cam. Stay there 's another and a Gentleman His habit shews no less may be his business Is for this Ladies love Fred. Say why ye come Sir and what you are Val. I am descended nobly a Prince by birth and by my trade a Souldier A Princes fellow Abidos brought me forth My Parents Duke Agenor and fair Egla My business hither to renew my love With a young noble spirit call'd Valerio Our first acquaintance was at Sea in fight Against a Turkish man of War a stout one Where Lyon-like I saw him shew his valour And as he had been made of compleat vertue Spirit and fire no dregs of dull earth in him Evan. Thou art a brave Gentleman and bravely speakest him Val. The Vessel dancing under him for joy And the rough whistling winds becalm'd to view him I saw the child of honour for he was young Deal such an Alms amongst the spightful Pagans His towring sword flew like an eager Falkon And round about his reach invade the Turks He had intrencht himself in his dead quarries The silver Crescents on the tops they carried Shrunk in their heads to see his rage so bloody And from his fury suffered sad eclipses The game of death was never plaid more nobly The meager thief grew wanton in his mischiefs And his shrunk hollow eyes smil'd on his ruinâ—s Evan. Heaven keep this Gentleman from being a Suitor For I shall ne'r deny him he 's so noble Val. But what can last long strength and spirit wasted And fresh supplies flew on upon this Gentleman Breathless and weary with oppression And almost kill'd with killing 't was my chance In a tall Ship I had to view the fight I set into him entertain'd the Turk And for an hour gave him so hot a breakfast He clapt all linnen up he had to save him And like a Lovers thought he fled our fury There first I saw the man I lov'd Valerio There was acquainted there my soul grew to him And his to me we were the twins of friendship Evan. Fortune protect this man or I shall ruine him Val. I made this voyage to behold my friend To warm my love anew at his affection But since I landed I have heard his fate My Father 's had not been to me more cruel I have lamented too and yet I keep The treasure of a few tears for you Lady For by description you were his Evanthe Evan. Can he weep that 's a stranger to my story And I stand still and look on Sir I thank ye If noble spirits after their departure Can know and wish certain his soul gives thanks too There are your tears again and when yours fail Sir Pray ye call to me I have some store to lend ye Your name Val. Vrbino Evan. That I may remember That little time I have to live your friendships My tongue shall study both Fred. Do you come hither only to tell this story Prince Vrbino Val. My business now is Sir to woo this Lady Evan. Blessing defâ—nd ye do you know the danger Val. Yes and I fear it not danger 's my play-fellow Since I was man 'thas been my best companion I know your doom 't is for a Moneth you give her And then his life you take that marries her Fred. 'T is true nor can your being born a Prince If you accept the offer free you from it Val. I not 〈◊〉 it I have cast the worst And even that worst to me is many blessings I lov'd my friend not mâ—asuâ—'d out by time Nor hireâ— by circumstance of place and honour But for his wealthy self and worth I lov'd him His minâ— and noble mold he ever mov'd in And wooe his friend because she was worthy of him The only relique that he left behind Sir To give his ashes honour Lady take me And in me keep Valerio's love alive
a couple of stools And then begin And let the Grocer do rare things Pro. But sir We have never a Boy to play him Every one hath a part already Wife Husband Husband For gods sake let Ralph play him Beshrew me if I do not think He will go beyond them all Cit. Well remembred wife Come up Ralph I 'll tell you Gentlemen Let them but lend him a suit of reparrel and necessaries And by gad If any of them all blow wind in the tail on him I 'll be hang'd Wife I pray you youth Let him have a suit of reparrel I 'll be sworn Gentlemen My Husband tells you true He will act you sometimes at our house That all the neighbors cry out on him He will fetch you up a couraging part so in the Garret That we are all as fear'd I warrant you That we quake again We 'll fear our children with him If they be never so unruly Do but cry Ralph comes Ralph comes to them And they 'll be as quiet as Lambs Hold up thy head Ralph Shew the Gentlemen what thou canst do Speak a huffing part I warrant you the Gentlemen will accept of it Cit. Do Ralph do Ralph By heaven Methinks it were an easie leap To pluck bright honor from the pale-fac'd Moon Or dive into the bottom of the Sea Where never fathome line toucht any ground And pluck up drowned honor From the lake of Hell Cit. How say you Gentlemen Is it not as I told you Wife Nay Gentlemen He hath plaid before my husband says Musidorus Before the Wardens of our company Cit. I and he should have plaid Jeronimo With a shoo-maker for a wager Pro. He shall have a suit of apparel If he will go in Cit. In Ralph in Ralph And set out the Grocers in their kind If thou lov'st me Wife I warrant our Ralph will look finely When he 's drest Pro. But what will you have it call'd Cit. The Grocers Honor. Pro. Methinks Me 〈◊〉 The Knight of the bunrning Pestle were better 〈◊〉 I 'll be sworn Husband â—â—at's as good a name as can be Cit Let it be so begin begin My Wife and I will sit down Pro. I pray you do Cit. What stately Musick have you You have Shawnes Pro. Shawns no. Cit. No I 'm a thief if my mind did not give me so Ralph plaies a stately part And he must needs have Shawns I 'll be at the charge of them my self Rather than we 'll be without them Pro. So you are like to be Cit. Why and so I will be There 's two shillings Let 's have the Waits of Southwark They are as rare fellows as any are in England And that will fetch them all o'r the water with a vengeance As if they were mad Pro. You shall have them Will you sit down then Cit. I come Wife Wifc Sit you merry all Gentlemen I 'm bold to sit amongst you for my ease Pro. From all that 's near the Court From all that 's great Within the compass of the City walls We now have brought our Scaene Flie far from hence All private taxes immodest phrases What e'r may but shew like vicious For wicked mirth never true pleasure brings But honest minds are pleas'd with honest things Thus much for that we do But for Ralphs part You must answer for your self Cit. Take you no care for Ralph He 'll discharge himself I warrant you Wife I'faith Gentlemen I 'll give my my word for Ralph Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Merchant and Jasper his Man Merch. Sirrah I 'll make you know you are my Prentice And whom my charitable love redeem'd Even from the fall of fortune gave thee heat And growth to be what now thou art new cast thee Adding the trust of all I have at home In forreign Staples or upon the Sea To thy direction ti'de the good opinions Both of self and friends to thy endeavors So fair were thy beginnings but with these As I remember you had never charge To love your Masters Daughter and even then When I had found a wealthy Husband for her I take it Sir you had not but however I 'll break the neck of that Commission And make you know you are but a Merchants Factor Jasp Sir I do liberally confess I am yours bound both by love and duty to your service In which my labor hath been all my profit I have not lost in bargain nor delighted To wear your honest gains upon my back Nor have I given a pension to my bloud Or lavishly in play consum'd your stock These and the miseries that do attend them I dare with innocence proclaim are strangers To all my temperate actions for your Daughter If there be any love to my deservings Born by her virtuous self I cannot stop it Nor am I able to refrain her wishes She 's private to her self and best of knowledge Whom she 'll make so happy as to sigh for· Besides I cannot think you mean to match her Unto a fellow of so lame a presence One that hath little left of Nature in him Mer. 'T is very well Sir I can tell your wisdom How all this shall be cur'd Jasp Your care becomes you Merc. And thus it shall be Sir I here discharge you My house and service take your liberty And when I want a Son I 'll send for you Exit Jasp These be the fair rewards of them that love Oh you that live in freedom never prove The travel of a mind led by desire Enter Luce. Luce. Why how now friend struck with my Fathers thunder Jasp Struck and struck dead unless the remedy Be full of speed and virtue I am now What I expected long no more your father's Luce. But mine Jasp But yours and only yours I am That 's all I have to keep me from the statute You dare be constant still Luce. O fear me not In this I dare be better than a woman Nor shall his anger nor his offers move me Were they both equal to a Princes power Jasp You know my Rival Luce. Yes and love him dearly Even as I love an ague or foul weather I prethee Jasper fear him not Jasp Oh no I do not mean to do him so much kindness But to our own desires you know the plot We both agreed on Luâ—e Yes and will perform My part exactly Jasp I desire no more Farewel and keep my heart 't is yours Luce. I take it He must do miracles Makes me forsake it Exeunt Cit. Fie upon 'em little infidels What a matter 's here now Well I 'll be hang'd for a half-penny If there be not some abomination knavery in this Play Well let 'em look to 't Ralph must come And if there be any tricks a brewing Wife Let 'em brew and bake too Husband a gods name Ralph will find all out I warrant you And they were older than they are I pray my pretty youth is Ralph ready Boy He will be presently Wife Now I
know 't Some fellows would have cryed now and have curst thee and faln out with their meat and kept a pudder but all this helps not he was too good for us and let God keep him there 's the right use on 't friend Off with thy drink thou hast a spice of sorrow makes thee dry fill him another Savill your Master 's dead and who am I now Savill Nay let 's all bear it well wipe Savill wipe tears are but thrown away we shall have wenches now shall we not Savill Savill Yes Sir Young Lo. And drink innumerable Savil. Yes forsooth Young Lo. And you 'll strain curtsie and be drunk a little Savil. I would be glad Sir to doe my weak endeavour Yo. Lo. You may be brought in time to love a wench too Savil. In time the sturdie Oak Sir Young Lo. Some more wine for my friend there Elder Lo. I shall be drunk anon for my good news but I have a loving Brother that 's my comfort Young Lo. Here 's to you Sir this is the worst I wish you for your news and if I had another elder Brother and say it were his chance to feed Haddocks I should be still the same you see me now a poor contented Gentleman More wine for my friend there he 's dry again Elder Lo. I shall be if I follow this beginning Well my dear Brother if I scape this drowning 't is your turn next to sink you shall duck twice before I help you Sir I cannot drink more pray let me have your pardon Young Lo. O Lord Sir 't is your modestie more wine give him a bigger glass hug him my Captain thou shalt be my chief mourner Capt. And this my pennon Sir a full carouse to you and to my Lord of Land here Elder Lo. I feel a buzzing in my brains pray God they bear this out and I 'le ne're trouble them so far again Here 's to you Sir Young Lo. To my dear Steward down o' your knees you infidel you Pagan be drunk and penitent Savil. Forgive me Sir and I 'le be any thing Young Lo. Then be a Baud I 'le have thee a brave Band. Elder Lo. Sir I must take my leave of you my business is so urgent Young Lo. Let 's have a bridling cast before you go Fill 's a new stoupe Elder Lo. I dare not Sir by no means Young Lo. Have you any mind to a wench I would fain gratifie you for the pains you took Sir Elder Lo. As little as to the t'other Young Lo. If you find any stirring do but say so Elder Lo. Sir you are too bounteous when I feel that itching you shall asswage it Sir before another this only and Farewell Sir Your Brother when the storm was most extream told all about him he left a will which lies close behind a Chimney in the matted Chamber and so as well Sir as you have made me able I take my leave Young Lo. Let us imbrace him all if you grow drie before you end your business pray take a baite here I have a fresh hogshead for you Savil. You shall neither will nor chuse Sir My Master is a wonderfull fine Gentleman has a fine state a very fine state Sir I am his Steward Sir and his man Elder Lo. Would you were your own sir as I left you Well I must cast about or all sinks Savil. Farewell Gentleman Gentleman Gentleman Elder Lo. What would you with me sir Savil. Farewell Gentleman Elder Lo. O sleep Sir sleep Exit Elder Lo. Young Lo. Well boyes you see what 's faln let 's in and drink and give thanks for it Capt. Let 's give thanks for it Young Lo. Drunk as I live Savil. Drunk as I live boyes Young Lo. Why now thou art able to discharge thine office and cast up a reckoning of some weight I will be knighted for my state will bear it 't is sixteen hundred boyes off with your husks I 'le skin you all in Sattin Capt. O sweet Loveless Savil. All in Sattin O sweet Loveless Young Lo. March in my noble Compeeres and this my Countess shall be led by two and so proceed we to the Will Exeunt Enter Morecraft the Usurer and Widow Morec And Widow as I say be your own friend your husband left you wealthy I and wife continue so sweet duck continue so Take heed of young smooth Varlets younger Brothers they are worms that will eat through your bags they are very Lightning that with a flash or two will melt your money and never singe your purse-strings they are Colts wench Colts heady and dangerous till we take 'em up and make 'em sit for Bonds look upon me I have had and have yet matter of moment girle matter of moment you may meet with a worse back I 'le not commend it Wid. Nor I neither Sir Mor. Yet thus far by your favour Widow 't is tusse Wid. And therefore not for my dyet for I love a tender one Mor. Sweet Widow leave your frumps and be edified you know my state I sell no Perspectives Scarfs Gloves nor Hangers nor put my trust in Shoe-ties and where your Husband in an age was rising by burnt figs dreg'd with meal and powdered sugar saunders and grains wormeseed and rotten Raisins and such vile Tobacco that made the footmen mangie I in a year have put up hundreds inclos'd my Widow those pleasant Meadows by a forseit morgage for which the poor Knight takes a lone chamber owes for his Ale and dare not beat his Hostess nay more Wid. Good Sir no more what ere my Husband was I know what I am and if you marry me you must bear it bravely off Sir Mor. Not with the head sweet Widow Wid. No sweet Sir but with your shoulders I must have you dub'd for under that I will not stoop a feather My husband was a fellow lov'd to toyle fed ill made gain his exercise and so grew costive which for that I was his wife I gave way to and spun mine own smocks course and sir so little but let that pass time that wears all things out wore out this husband who in penitence of such fruitless five years marriage left me great with his wealth which if you 'le be a worthie gossip to be knighted Sir Enter Savil. Morec Now Sir from whom come you whose man are you Sir Savil. Sir I come from young Master Loveless Mor. Be silent Sir I have no money not a penny for you he 's sunk your Master 's sunk a perisht man Sir Savil. Indeed his Brother 's sunk sir God be with him a perisht man indeed and drown'd at Sea Morec How saidst thou good my friend his Brother drown'd Savil. Untimely sir at Sea Morec And thy young Master left sole Heir Savil. Yes Sir Morec And he wants money Sav. Yes and sent me to you for he is now to be knighted Mor. Widow be wise there 's more Land coming widow be very wise and give thanks for me widow
any thing lose our learned Vicar And our most constant friend honest dear Diego Die Yet all this will not do I 'le tell ye Neighbours And tell ye true if ye will have us stay If you will have the comforts of our companies You shall be bound to do us right in these points You shall be bound and this the obligation Dye when 't is fit that we may have fit duties And do not seek to draw out our undoings Marry try'd Women that are free and fruitful Get Children in abundance for your Christnings Or suffer to be got 't is equal justice Lop. Let Weddings Christnings Churchings Funerals And merry Gossippings go round go round still Round as a Pig that we may find the profit Die And let your old men fall sick handsomely And dye immediately their Sons may shoot up Let Women dye o' th' Sullens too t is natural But be sure their Daughters be of age first That they may stock us still your queazie young Wives That perish undeliver'd I am vext with And vext abundantly it much concerns me There 's a Childs Burial lost look that be mended Lop. Let 'em be brought to Bed then dye when they please These things considered Country-men and sworn to 2 All these and all our Sports again and Gambos 3 We must dye and we must live and we 'll be merry Every man shall be rich by one another 2 We are here to morrow and gone to day for my part If getting Children can be friend my Neighbours I 'le labour hard but I 'le fill your Font Sir 1 I have a Mother now and an old Father They are as sure your own within these two months 4 My Sister must be pray'd for too she is desperate Desperate in love Die Keep desperate men far from her Then 't will go hard do you see how melancholy Do you mark the man do you profess ye love him And would do any thing to stay his fury And are ye unprovided to refresh him To make him know your loves sie Neighbours 2 We 'll do any thing We have brought Musick to appease his spirit And the best Song we 'll give him Die 'Pray ye sit down Sir They know their duties now and they stand ready To tender their best mirth Lop. 'T is well proceed Neighbours I am glad I have brought ye to understand good manners Ye had Puritan hearts a-while spurn'd at all pastimes But I see some hope now Die We are set proceed Neighbours SONG 1 Let the Bells ring and let the Boys sing The young Lasses skip and play Let the Cups go round till round goes the ground Our Learned old Vicar will stay 2 Let the Pig turn merrily merrily ah And let the fat Goose swim For verily verily verily ah Our Vicar this day shall be trim 3 The stew'd Cock shall Crow Cock a-loodle-loo A loud Cock-a-loodle shall he Crow The Duck and the Drake shall swim in a lake Of Omons and Claret below Our Wives shall be neat to bring in our meat To thee our most noble adviser Our pains shall be great and Bottles shall sweat And we our selves will be wiser We 'll labour and swinck we 'll kiss and we 'll drink And Tithes shall come thicker and thicker We 'll fall to our Plow and get Children enough And thou shalt be learned old Vicar Enter Arsenio and Milanes Ars What ails this Priest how highly the thing takes it Mil. Lord how it looks has he not bought some Prebend Leandro's mony makes the Rascal merry Merry at heart he spies us Lop. Be gone Neighbours Here are some Gentlemen be gone good Neighbours Be gone and labour to redeem my favour No more words but be gone these two are Gentlemen No company for crusty-handed fellows Die We will stay for a year or two and try ye Lop. Fill all your hearts with joy we will stay with ye Be gone no more I take your pastimes graciously Exeunt Would ye with me my friends Parishioners Ars We would look upon ye For me thinks ye look lovely Lop. Ye have no Letters Nor any kind Remembrances Mil. Remembrances Lop From Nova Hispania or some part remote Sir You look like Travel'd men may be some old friends That happily I have forgot some Signiours In China or Cataya some Companions Die In the Moguls Court or else-where Ars They are mad sure Lop. Ye came not from Peru do they look Diego As if they had some mystery about ' em Another Don Alonzo now Die I marry And so much mony Sir from one you know not Let it be who it will Lop. They have gracious favours Would ye be private Mil. There 's no need on 't Sir We come to bring ye a Remembrance from a Merchant Lop. 'T is very well 't is like I know him Ars No Sir I do not think ye do Lop. A new mistake Diego Let 's carry it decently Ars We come to tell ye You have received great sums from a young Factor They call Leandro that has rob'd his Master Rob'd him and run away Die Let 's keep close Master This news comes from a cold Country Lop. By my faith it freezes Mil. Is not this true do you shrink now good-man Cura◠Do I not touch ye Lop. We have a hundred Duckets Yet left we do beseech ye Sir Mil. You 'll hang both Lop. One may suffice Die I will not hang alone Master I had the least part you shall hang the highest Plague o' this Tiveria and the Letter The Devil sent it post to pepper us From Nova Hispania we shall hang at home now Ars I see ye are penitent and I have compassion Ye are secure both do but what we charge ye Ye shall have more gold too and he shall give it Yet ne're indanger ye Lop. Command us Master Command us presently and see how nimbly Die And if we do not handsomely endeavour Ars Go home and till ye hear more keep private Till we appear again no words Vicar There 's something added Mil. For you too Lop. We are ready Mil. Go and expect us hourly if ye falter Though ye had twenty lives Die We are fit to lose ' em Lop. 'T is most expedient that we should hang both Die If we be hang'd we cannot blame our fortune Mil. Farewel and be your own friends Lop. We expect ye Exeunt SCENA III. Enter Octavio Jacintha and Ascanio Octa. We cited to the Court A Bar Table-book 2 〈◊〉 and Paper standish set 〈◊〉 Jac. It is my wonder Octa. But not our fear Jacintha wealthy men That have Estates to lose whose conscious thoughts Are full of inward guilt may shake with horrour To have their Actions sifted or appear Before the Judge But we that know our selves As innocent as poor that have no Fleece On which the Talons of the griping Law Can take sure hold may smile with scorn on all That can be urg'd against us Jac. I am confident There is no man so covetous