Bless your good learning Sir Lop. And bless you also He bears a promising face there 's some hope toward Lea. I have a Letter to your worship Lop. VVell Sir From whence I pray you Lea. From Nova Hispania Sir And from an ancient friend of yours Lop. 'T is well Sir 'T is very well the devil a one I know there Die Take heed of a Snap Sir h 'as a cozening countenance I do not like his way Lop. Let him goe forward Cantabit vacuus They that have nothing fear nothing All I have to lose Diego is my learning And when he has gotten that he may put it in a Nut shell LETTER READ SIgnior Lopez Since my arrival from Cordova to these parts I have written divers Letters unto you but as yet received no Answer of any Good and very good And although so great a forgetfulness might cause a want in my due correspondence yet the desire I have still to serve you must more prevail with me Better and better the devil a man know I yet and therefore with the present occasion offered I am willing to crave a continuance of the favours which I have heretofore received from you and do recommend my Son Leandro the Bearer to you with request that he may be admitted in that Vniversitie till such time as I shall arrive at home his studies he will make you acquainted withall This kindness shall supply the want of your slackness And so heaven keep you Yours Alonzo Tiveria Alonzo Tiveria very well A very ancient friend of mine I take it For till this hour I never heard his name yet Lea. You look Sir as if ye had forgot my Father Lop. No no I look as I would remember him For that I never remembred I cannot forget Sir Alonzo Tiveria Lea. The same Sir Lop. And now i' th' Indies Lea. Yes Lop. He may be any where For ought that I consider Lea. Think again Sir You were Students both at one time in Salamanca And as I take it Chamber-fellows Lop. Ha Lea. Nay sure you must remember Lop. Would I could Lea. I have heard him say you were Gossips too Lop. Very likely You did not hear him say to whom for we Students May oft-times over-reach our memories Do'st thou remember Diego this same Signiour Thou hast been mine these twenty years Die Remember Why this Fellow would make ye mad Nova Hispania And Signiour Tiveria what are these He may as well name ye Friends out of Cataya Take heed I beseech your worship do you hear my friend ' You have no Letters for me Lea. Not any letter But I was charged to doe my Fathers love To the old honest Sexton Diego are you he Sir Dig. Ha have I friends and know 'em not my name is Diego But if either I remember you or your Father Or Nova Hispania I was never there Sir Or any kindred that you have for heaven sake Master Let 's cast about a little and consider We may dream out our time Lea. It seems I am deceiv'd Sir Yet that you are Don Lopez all men tell me The Curate here and have been some time Sir And you the Sexton Diego such I am sent to The letter tells as much may be they are dead And you of the like names succeed I thank ye Gentlemen Ye have done honestly in telling truth I might have been forward else For to that Lopez That was my Fathers friend I had a charge A charge of mony to deliver Gentlemen Five hundred Duckets a poor small gratuity But since you are not he Lop. Good Sir let me think I pray ye be patient Pray ye stay a little Nay let me remember I beseech ye stay Sir Di. An honest noble friend that sends so lovingly An old friend too I shall remember sure Sir Lop. Thou sayst true Diego Die 'Pray ye consider quickly Doe doe by any means me thinks already A grave staid gentleman comes to my memory Lea. He 's old indeed sir Die With a goodly white Beard For now he must be so I know he must be Signior Alonzo Master Lop. I begin to have him Die H 'as been from hence about some twenty years sir Lea. Some five and twenty sir Die You say most true Sir Just to an hour 't is now just five and twenty A fine straight timber'd man and a brave soldier He married let me see Lea. De Castro is Daughter Die The very same Lea. Thou art a very Rascal De Castro is the Turk to thee or any thing The Mony â—abbs 'em into strange remembrances For as many Duchets more they would remember Adam Lop. Give me your hand you are welcome to your country Now I remember plainly manifestly As freshly as if yesterdy I had seen him Most heartily welcome sinfull that I am Most sinfull man why should I lose this Gentleman This loving old Companion we had all one soul sir He dwelt here hard by at a handsome Lea. Farm sir You say most true Lop. Alonzo Tiveria Lord Lord that time should play the treacherous knave thus Why he was the only friend I had in Spain sir I knew your Mother too a handsome Gentlewoman She was married very young I married 'em I do remember now the Maskes and Sports then The Fire works and the fine delights good faith sir Now I look in your face whose eyes are those Diego Nay if he be not just Alonzo's picture Lea. Lord how I blush for these two impudents Die Well Gentleman I think your name 's Leandro Lea. It is indeed sir Gra'-mercy letter thou hadst never known else Die I have dandled ye and kist ye and plaid with ye A hundred and a hundred times and danc'd ye And swong ye in my Bell-ropes ye lov'd swinging Lop. A sweet Boy Lea. Sweet lying knaves What would these doe for thousands Lop. A wondrous sweet Boy then it was see now Time that consumes us shoots him up still sweeter How do's the noble Gentleman how fares he When shall we see him when will he bless his Country Lea. O very shortly Sir till his return He has sent me over to your charge Lop. And welcome Nay you shall know you are welcome to your friend sir Lea. And to my Study Sir which must be the Law To further which he would entreat your care To plant me in the favour of some man That 's expert in that knowledge for his pains I have three hundred Duckets more For my Diet Enough Sir to defray me which I am charged To take still as I use it from your custodie I have the mony ready and I am weary Lop. Sit down sit down and once more ye are most welcome The Law you have hit upon most happily Here is a Master in that art Bartolus A neighbour by to him I will prefer ye A learned man and my most loving neighbour I 'le doe ye faithfull service Sir Die He 's an Ass And so wee 'll use him he shall be a Lawyer Lâ—â— But
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
proud then Ser. She is a little haughtie Of a small body she has a mind well mounted Can ye speak Greek Pinac No certain Ser. Get ye gone then And talk of stars and firmaments and fire-drakes Do you remember who was Adams School-master And who taught Eve to spin she knows all these And will run ye over the beginning o' th' world As familiar as a Fidler Can ye sit seven hours together and say nothing Which she will do and when she speaks speak Oracles Speak things that no man understands nor her self neither Pi. Thou mak'st me wonder Ser. Can ye smile Pi. Yes willingly For naturally I bear a mirth about me Ser. She 'l ne'r endure ye then she is never merry If she see one laugh she 'll swound past Aqua vitae Never come near her Sir if ye chance to venture And talk not like a Doctor you are damn'd too I have told enough for your crown and so good speed ye Ex. Pi. I have a pretty task if she be thus curious As sure it seems she is if I fall off now I shall be laugh'd at fearfully if I go forward I can but be abus'd and that I look for And yet I may hit right but 't is unlikely Stay in what mood and figure shall I attempt her A careless way no no that will not waken her Besides her gravity will give me line still And let me lose my self yet this way often Has hit and handsomly A wanton method I if she give it leave to sink into her consideration But there 's the doubt if it but stir her blood once And creep into the crannies of her phansie Set her a gog but if she chance to slight it And by the pow'r of her modesty fling it back I shall appear the arrantst Rascal to her The most licentious knave for I shall talk lewdly To bear my self austerely rate my words And fling a general gravitie about me As if I meant to give Laws but this I cannot do This is a way above my understanding Or if I could 't is odds she 'll think I mock her For serious and sad things are ever still suspicious Well I 'le say something But learning I have none and less good manners Especially for Ladies well I 'le set my best face Enter Lilia Petella I hear some coming this is the first woman I ever fear'd yet the first face that shakes me Li. Give me my hat Petella take this veil off This sullen cloud it darkens my delights Come wench be free and let the Musick warble Play me some lusty measure Pi. This is she sure The very same I saw the very woman The Gravitie I wonder'd at Stay stay Let me be sure ne'r trust me but she danceth Summer is in her face now and she skippeth I 'le go a little nearer Li. Quicker time fellows Enter Mirabel I cannot find my legs yet now Petella Pe. I am amaz'd I am sounder'd in my fancies Mir. Hah say ye so is this your gravitie This the austeritie ye put upon ye I 'le see more o' this sport Lil. A Song now Call in for a merry and a light Song And sing it with a liberal spirit Enter a Man Man Yes Madam Lil. And be not amaz'd Sirrah but take us for your own company Let 's walk our selves come wench would we had a man or two Pi. Sure she has spi'd me and will abuse me dreadfully She has put on this for the purpose yet I will try her Madam I would be loth my rude intrusion Which I must crave a pardon for Lil. O ye are welcom Ye are very welcom Sir we want such a one Strike up again I dare presume ye dance well Quick quick Sir quick the time steals on Pi. I would talk with ye Lil. Talk as ye dance Mir. She 'l beat him off his legs first This is the finest Masque Lil. Now how do ye Sir Pi. You have given me a shrewd heat Lil. I 'le give ye a hundred Come sing now sing for I know ye sing well I see ye have a singing face Pi. A fine Modesty If I could she 'd never give me breath Madam would I might sit and recover Lil. Sit here and sing now Let 's do things quickly Sir and handsomly Sit close wench close begin begin Song Pi. I am lesson'd Lil. 'T is very pretty i'faith give me some wine now Pi. I would fain speak to ye Lil. You shall drink first believe me Here 's to ye a lusty health Pi. I thank ye Lady Would I were off again I smell my misery I was never put to this rack I shall be drunk too Mir. If thou be'st not a right one I have lost mine aim much I thank Heaven that I have scap'd thee To her Pinac For thou art as sure to have her and to groan for her I 'le see how my other youth does this speeds trimly A fine grave Gentle woman and worth much honour Exit Lil. Now how do ye like me Sir Pi. I like ye rarely Lil. Ye see Sir though sometimes we are grave and silent And put on sadder dispositions Yet we are compounded of free parts and sometimes too Our lighter airie and our fierie mettles Break out and shew themselves and what think you of that Sir Pi. Good Lady sit for I am very weary And then I 'le tell ye Lil. Fie a young man idle Up and walk be still in action The motions of the body are fair beauties Besides 't is cold ods-me Sir let 's walk faster What think ye now of the Lady Felicia And Bella fronte the Dukes fair Daughter ha Are they not handsom things there is Duaria And brown Olivia Pi. I know none of ' em Lil. But brown must not be cast away Sir if young Lelia Had kept her self till this day from a Husband Why what a Beauty Sir you know Ismena The fair Iem of Saint Germans Pi. By my troth I do not Lil. And then I know you must hear of Brisac How unlike a Gentleman Pi. As I live I have heard nothing Lil. Strike me another Galliard Pi. By this light I cannot In troth I have sprain'd my leg Madam Lil. Now sit ye down Sir And tell me why ye came hither why ye chose me out What is your business your errant dispatch dispatch ' May be ye are some Gentlemans man and I mistook ye That have brought me a Letter or a haunch of Venison Sent me from some friend of mine Pi. Do I look like a Carrier You might allow me what I am a Gentleman Lil. Cry ' ye mercie Sir I saw ye yesterday You are new come out of Travel I mistook ye And how do all our impudent friends in Italie Pi. Madam I came with duty and fair courtesie Service and honour to ye Lil. Ye came to jear me Ye see I am merry Sir I have chang'd my copy None of the Sages now and 'pray ye proclaim it Fling on me what aspersion you shall
piety will not deny me Your aids to further ' em Fri. That were against a good mans charity Clar. My first request is You would some time for reasons I will shew you Defer delivery of Lidians Letters To fair Olinda Fri. Well Sir Clar. For what follows You shall direct me something I will do A new born zeal and friendship prompts me to Ex. Enter Dorilaus Cleander Chamberlain Table Tapers and three stools Clea. We have supp'd well friend let our beds be ready We must be stirring early Cham. They are made Sir Dor. I cannot sleep yet where 's the jovial host You told me of 'thas been my custom ever To parley with mine host Clea. He 's a good fellow And such a one I know you love to laugh with Go call your Master up Cham. He cannot come Sir Dor. Is he a bed with his wife Cham. No certainly Dor. Or with some other guests Cham. Neither and 't like ye Clea. Why then he shall come by your leave my friend I 'le fetch him up my self Cham. Indeed you 'l fail Sir Dor. Is he i' th' house Cham. No but he is hard by Sir He is fast in 's grave he has been dead these three weeks Dor. Then o' my conscience he will come but lamely And discourse worse Clean. Farewel mine honest Host then Mine honest merry Host will you to bed yet Dor. No not this hour I prethee sit and chat by me Clean. Give us a quart of wine then we 'l be merry Dor. A match my Son pray let your wine be living Or lay it by your Master Cham. It shall be quick Sir Exit Dor. Has not mine Host a wife 〈◊〉 A good old woman Dor. Another coffin that is not so handsom Your Hostesses in Innes should be blith things Pretty and young to draw in passengers She 'l never fill her beds well if she be not beauteous Clean. And courteous too Enter Chamberlain with wine Dor. I I and a good fellow That will mistake sometimes a Gentleman For her good man well done here 's to Lisander Clean. My full love meets it make fire in our lodgings We 'l trouble thee no farther to your Son Ex. Cham. Dor. Put in Clarange too off with 't I thank ye This wine drinks merrier still O for mine Host now Were he alive again and well dispos'd I would so claw his pate Clean. Y' are a hard drinker Dor. I love to make mine Host drunk he will lye then The rarest and the roundest of his friends His quarrels and his guests and they are the best bands too Take 'em in that tune Clean. You know all Dor. I did Son but time and arms have worn me out Clea. 'T is late Sir I hear none stirring A lute is struck Dor. Hark what 's that a Lute 'T is at the door I think Clean. The doors are shut fast Dor. 'T is morning sure the Fiddlers are got up To fright mens sleeps have we ne're a pispot ready Clean. Now I remember I have heard mine Host that 's dead Touch a lute rarely and as rarely sing too A brave still mean Dor. I would give a brace of French Crowns To see him rise and Fiddle Hark a Song A SONG 'T IS late and cold stir up the fire Sit close and draw the Table nigher Be merry and drink wine that 's old A hearty medicine ' gainst a cold Your bed of wanton down's the best Where you shall tumble to your rest I could wish you wenches too But I am dead and cannot do Call for the best the house may ring Sack White and Claret let them bring And drink apace while breath you have You 'l find but cold drink in the grave Plover Partridge for your dinner And a Capon for the sinner You shall find ready when you are up And your horse shall have his sup Welcom welcom shall flye round And I shall smile though under ground Clean. Now as I live it is his voice Dor. He sings well the Devil has a pleasant pipe Clean. The fellow lyed sure Enter Host He is not dead he 's here how pale he looks Dor. Is this he Clean. Yes Host You are welcom noble Gentlemen My brave old guest most welcom Clean. Lying knaves To tell us you were dead come sit down by us We thank ye for your Song Host Would 't had been better Dor. Speak are ye dead Host Yes indeed am I Gentlemen I have been dead these three weeks Dor. Then here 's to ye to comfort your cold body Clean. What do ye mean stand further off Dor. I will stand nearer to him Shall he come out on 's coffin to bear us company And we not bid him welcom come mine Host Mine honest Host here 's to ye Host Spirits Sir drink not Clea. Why do ye appear Host To wait upon ye Gentlemen 'Thas been my duty living now my farewel I fear ye are not us'd accordingly Dor. I could wish you warmer company mine Host How ever we are us'd Host Next to entreat a courtesie And then I go to peace Clea. Is' t in our power Host Yes and 't is this to see my body buried In holy ground for now I lye unhallowed By the clacks fault let my new grave be made Amongst good fellows that have died before me And merry Hostes of my kind Clea. It shall be done Dor. And forty stoops of wine drank at thy funeral Clea. Do you know our travel Host Yes to seek your friends That in afflictions wander now Clean. Alas Host Seek 'em no farther but be confident They shall return in peace Dor. There 's comfort yet Clea. Pray ye one word more is' t in your power mine Host Answer me softly some hours before my death To give me warning Host I cannot tell ye truly But if I can so much alive I lov'd ye I will appear again adieu Exit Dor. Adieu Sir Cle. I am troubl'd these strange apparitions are For the most part fatal Dor. This if told will not Find credit the light breaks a pace let 's lie down And take some little rest an hour or two Then do mine host's desire and so return I do believe him Clean. So do I to rest Sir Exeunt Enter Calista and Clarinda Cal. Clarinda Clarin. Madam Cal. Is the house well ordered The doors look'd to now in your Masters absence Your care and diligence amongst the Servants Clarin. I am stirring Madam Cal. So thou art Clarinda More than thou ought'st I am sure why dost thou blush Clarin. I do not blush Cal. Why dost thou hang thy head wench Clarin. Madam ye are deceiv'd I look upright I understand ye not she has spied Leon Aside Shame of his want of caution Cal. Look on me what blush again Clarin. 'T is more than I know Madam I have no cause that I find yet Cal. Examine then Clarin. Your Ladyship is set I think to shame me Cal. Do not deserv't who lay with you last night What bed-fellow had ye
This fellow in mine eye and Frank I am held To have a shrewd ghess at a pretty fellow Appears a strange thing Fra. Why how strange for Gods sake He is a man and one that may content For any thing I see a right good woman And sure I am not blind Clor. There lyes the question For but you say he is a man and I Will credit you I should as soon have thought him Another of Gods creatures out upon him His body that can promise nothing But laziness and long strides Fra. These are your eyes Where were they Clora when you fell in love With the old foot-man for singing of Queen Dido And swore he look'd in his old velvet trunks And his slic't Spanish Jerkin like Don John You had a parlous judgment then my Clora Clora Who told you that Fran. I heard it Clora Come be friends The Souldier is a Mars no more we are all Subject to slide away Fra. Nay laugh on still Clor. No saith thou art a good wench and 't is pity Thou shouldst not be well quarried at thy entring Thou art so high flown for him Look who 's there Enter Fabricio and Jacomo Jac. Prethee go single what should I do there Thou knowst I hate these visitations As I hate peace or perry Fab. Wilt thou never Make a right man Jac. You make a right fool of me To lead me up and down to visit women And be abus'd and laugh'd at let me stavre If I know what to say unless I ask 'em What their shooes cost Fab. Fye upon thee coward Canst thou not sing Jac. Thou knowest I can sing nothing But Plumpton park Fab. Thou't be bold enough When thou art enter'd once Jac. I had rather enter A breach if I miscarry by this hand I will have you by th' ears for 't Fab. Save ye Ladies Clo. Sweet Brother I dare swear you 're welcom hither So is your Friend Fab. Come blush not but salute ' em Fra. Good Sir believe your Sister you are most welcom So is this worthy Gentleman whose vertues I shall be proud to be acquainted with Jac. She has found me out already and has paid me Shall we be going Fab. Peace Your goodness Lady Will ever be afore us for my self I will not thank you single lest I leave My friend this Gentleman out of acquaintance Jac. More of me yet Fra. Would I were able Sir From either of your worths to merit thanks Clor. But Brother is your friend thus sad still methinks 'T is an unseemly nature in a Souldier Jac. What hath she to do with me or my behaviour Fab. He do's but shew so prethee to him Sister Jac. If I do not break thy head I am no Christian If I get off once Clor. Sir we must intreat you To think your self more welcom and be merry 'T is pity a fair man of your proportion Should have a soul of sorrow Jac. Very well Pray Gentlewoman what would you have me say Clora Do not you know Sir Jac. Not so well as you That talk continually Fran. You have hit her Sir Clora I thank him so he has Fair fall his sweet face for 't Jac. Let my face Alone I would wish you lest I take occasion To bring a worse in question Clora Meaning mine Brother where was your friend brought up h 'as sure Been a great lover in his youth of pottage They lye so dull upon his understanding Fab. No more of that thou 'lt anger him at heart Clo. Then let him be more manly for he looks Like a great School-boy that had been blown up Last night at dust-point Fran. You will never leave Till you be told how rude you are fye Clora Sir will it please you sit Clora And I 'le sit by you Jac. Woman be quiet and be rul'd I would wish you Clora I have done Sir Captain Fab. Art thou not asham'd Jac. You are an asse I 'le tell you more anon You had better have been hang'd than brought me hither Fab. You are grown a sullen fool either be handsom Or by this light I 'le have wenches bait thee Go to the Gentlewoman and give her thanks And hold your head up what Jac. By this light I 'le brain thee Fra. Now o' my faith this Gentleman do's nothing But it becomes him rarely Clora look How well this little anger if it be one Shews in his face Clo. Yes it shews very sweetly Fra. Nay do not blush Sir o' my troth it does I would be ever angry to be thus Fabritio o' my conscience if I ever Do fall in love as I will not forswear it â—ill I am something wiser it must be I will not say directly with that face But certainly such another as that is And thus dispose my chance to hamper me Fab. Dost thou hear this and stand still Jac. You will prate still I would you were not women I would take A new course with ye Clora Why couragious Jac. For making me a stone to whet your tongues on Clora Prethee sweet Captain Jac. Go go spin go hang. Clo. Now could I kiss him Jac. If you long for kicking You 'r best come kiss me do not though I 'de wish ye I 'le send my Foot-man to thee he shall leap thee And thou wantst horsing I 'le leave ye Ladies Fra. Beshrew my heart you are unmannerly To offer this unto a Gentleman Of his deserts that comes so worthily To visit me I cannot take it well Jac. I come to visit you you foolish woman Fra. I thought you did Sir and for that I thank you I would be loth to lose those thanks I know This is but some odd way you have and faith It do's become you well to make us merry I have heard often of your pleasant vein Fab. What wouldst thou ask more Jac. Pray thou scurvy fellow Thou hast not long to live adieu dear Damsels You filthy women farewel and be sober And keep your chambers Clor. Farewel old Don Diego Fra. Away away you must not so be angry To part thus roughly from us yet to me This do's not shew as if it were yours the wars May breed men something plain I know But not thus rude give me your hand good Sir I know 't is white and Jac. If I were not patient What would become of you two prating houswives Clo. For any thing I know we would in to supper And there begin a health of lusty Claret To keep care from our hearts and it should be Fab. Faith to whom Mark but this Jacomo Clo. Even to the handsomest fellow now alive Fab. Do you know such a one Fra. He may be ghest at Without much travel Fab. There 's another item Clor. And he should be a Souldier Fra. 'T would be better Clor. And yet not you sweet Captain Fra. Why not he Jac. Well I shall live to see your husbands beat you And hiss 'em on like ban-dogs Clora Ha ha ha Jac. Green sicknesses and serving-men light on
in the behalf of this child Mer. Are you not wise to Merri-thought Mist mer. Yes truly would I had nere seen his eyes he has undone me and himself and his children and there he lives at home and sings and hoyts and revels among his drunken companions but I warrant you where to get a penny to put bread in his mouth he knows not And therefore if it like your Worship I would intreat your Letter to the honest Host of the Bell in Waltham that I may place my child under the protection of his Tapster in some setled course of life Mer I 'm glad the heavens have heard my prayers thy Husband When I was ripe in sorrows laught at me Thy son like an unthankful wretch I having Redeem'd him from his fall and made him mine To shew his love again first stole my daughter Then wrong'd this Gentleman and last of all Gave me that grief had almost brought me down Unto my grave had not a stronger hand Reliev'd my sorrows go and weep as I did And be unpittied for here I profess An everlasting hate to all thy name Mist mer. Will you so Sir how say you by that come Micke let him keep his wind to cool his Pottage we 'll go to thy Nurses Micke she knits silk stockings boy and we 'll knit too boy and be beholding to none of them all Exeunt Michael and Mother Enter a Boy with a Letter Boy Sir I take it you are the Master of this house Mer. How then boy Boy Then to your self Sir comes this Letter Mer. From whom my pretty boy Boy From him that was your servant but no more Shall that name ever be for he is dead Grief of your purchas'd anger broke his heart 〈◊〉 saw him dye and from his hand receiv'd This paper with a charge to bring it hither Read it and satisfie your self in all Merch. LETTER SIR that I have wronged your love I must confess in which I have purchast to my self besides mine own undoing the ill opinion of my friends let not your anger good Sir outlive me but suffer me to rest in peace with your forgiveness let my body if a dying man may so much prevail with you be brought to your daughter that she may know my hot flames are now buried and withall receive a testimony of the zeal I bore her vertue farewell for ever and be ever happy Jasper Gods hand is great in this I do forgive him Yet am I glad he 's quiet where I hope He will not bite again boy bring the body And let him have his will if that be all Boy 'T is here without Sir Mer. So Sir if you please You may conduct it in I do not fear it Hum. I 'll be your Usher boy for though I say it He ow'd me something once and well did pay it Exeunt Enter Luce alone Luce. If there be any punishment inflicted Upon the miserable more than yet I feell Let it together seize me and at once Press down my soul I cannot bear the pain Of these delaying tortures thou that art The end of all and the sweet rest of all Come come oh death bring me to thy peace And blot out all the memory I nourish Both of father and my cruel friend O wretch'd maid still living to be wretched To be a say to fortune in her changes And grow to number times and woes together How happy had I been if being born My grave had been my cradle Enter servant Ser. By your leave Young Mistris here 's a boy hath brought a Coffin What a would say I know not but your father Charg'd me to give you notice here they come Enter two bearing a Coffin Jasper in it Luce. For me I hope 't is come and 't is most welcome Boy Fair Mistriss let me not add greater grief To that great store you have already Jasper That whilst he liv'd was yours now dead And here inclos'd commanded me to bring His body hither and to crave a tear From those fair eyes though he deserve not pitty To deck his Funeral for so he bid me Tell her for whom he di'd Luce. He shall have many Exeunt Coffin-carrier and Boy Good friends depart a little whilst I take My leave of this dead man that once I lov'd Hold yet a little life and then I give thee To thy first heavenly being O my friend Hast thou deceiv'd me thus and got before me I shall not long be after but believe me Thou wert too cruel Jasper ' gainst thy self In punishing the fault I could have pardoned With so untimely death thou didst not wrong me But ever wer 't most kind most true most loving And I the most unkind most false most cruell Didst thou but ask a tear I 'll give thee all Even all my eyes can pour down all my sigh's And all my self before thou goest from me There are but sparing Rites But if thy soul Be yet about this place and can behold And see what I prepare to deck thee with It shall go up born on the wings of peace And satisfied first will I sing thy Dirge Then kiss thy pale lips and then dye my self And fill one Coffin and one grave together SONG Come you whose loves are dead And whilst I sing Weep and wring Every hand and every head Bind with Cipress and sad Ewe Ribbands black and Candles blue For him that was of men most true Come with heavy mourning And on his grave Let him have Sacrifice of sighs and groaning Let him have fair flowers enow White and purple green and yellow For him that was of men most true Thou fable cloth sad cover of my joys I lift thee up and thus I meet with death Jasp And thus you meet the living Luce. Save me Heaven Jasp Nay do not flye me fair I am no spirit Look better on me do you know me yet Luce. O thou dear shadow of my friend Jasp Dear substance I swear I am no shadow feel my hand It is the same it was I am your Jasper Your Jasper that 's yet living and yet loving Pardon my rash attempt my foolish proof I put in practice of your constancy For sooner should my sword have drunk my blood And set my soul at liberty than drawn The least drop from that body for which boldness Doom me to any thing if death I take it And willingly Luce. This death I 'll give you for it So now I am satisfied you are no spirit But my own truest truest truest friend Why do you come thus to me Jasp First to see you Then to convey you hence Luce. It cannot be For I am lockt up here and watcht at all hours That 't is impossible for me to scape Jasp Nothing more possible within this Coffin Do you convey your self let me alone I have the wits of twenty men about me Only I crave the shelter of your Closet A little and then fear me not creep in That they may
For where poor Lady is her satisfaction Mar. It comes in me to be truth I love her I 'll go no farther for comparison As dear as he loves you Ism How if she love not Mar. Tush be that my pains You know not what Art I have those ways Ism Beshrow you you have practis'd upon me Well speed me here and you with your Ismenia Mar. Go the condition 's drawn ready dated There wants but your hand to 't Am. Truely you have taken great pains Sir Mar. A friendly part no more sweet Beauty Am They are happy Sir have such friends as you are But do you know you have done well in this How will his Allies receive it she though I say 't Is of no better bloud than I am Mar. There I leave it I 'm at farthest that way Ism You shall extend your vows no larger now My heart calls you mine own and that 's enough Reason I know would have all yet conceal'd I shall not leave you unsaluted long Either by Pen or Person Ant. You may discourse With me when you think y' are alone I shall Be present with you Ism Come Cosin will you walk Am. Alas I was ready long since in conscience You would with better will yet stay behind Ism Oh Love I never thought thou 'dst been so blind Mar. You 'll answer this Sir Exeunt Ant. If er 't be spoke on I purpose not to propound the question Enter Julio Jul. 'T is true the poor knave said some Ravisher Some of Lusts Bloud-hounds have seiz'd upon her The Girl is hurried as the devil were with 'em And help'd their speed Mar. It may be not so ill Sir A well-prepared Lover may do as much In hot bloud as this and perform 't honstly Jul. What steal away a Virgin ' gainst her will Mar. It may be any mans case despise nothing And that 's a thief of a good quality Most commonly he brings his theft home again Though with a little shame Jul. There 's a charge by 't Fall'n upon me Paris the Millers son Her brother dares not venture home again Till better tidings follow of his Sister Ant. Y' are the more beholding to the mischance Sir Had I gone a Boot-haling I should as soon Have stoll'n him as his Sister Marry then To render him back in the same plight he is May be costly his flesh is not maintain'd with little Jul. I think the poor knave will pine away He cries all to be pittied yonder Mar. Pray you Sir let 's go see him I should laugh To see him cry sure Jul. Well you are merry Sir Antonio keep this charge I have fears Move me to lay it on you Pray forbear The ways of your enemies the Bellides I have reason for my Injunction Sir Exeunt Enter Aminta as a Page with a Letter Ant. To me Sir from whom Am. A friend I dare vow Sir Though on the enemies part the Lady Ismenia Mar. Take heed blush not too deep let me advise you In your answer 't must be done heedfully Ant. I should not see a Masculine in peace Out of that house Am. Alas I 'm a child Sir Your hates cannot last till I wear a sword Ant. Await me for your answer Mar. He must see her To manifest his shame 't is my advantage While our bloud 's under us we keep above But then we fall when we do fall in love Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Julio and Franio Fra. MY Lord my Lord your house hath injur'd me Rob'd of all the joys I had on earth Jul. Where wert thou brought up fellow Fra. In a Mill. You may perceive it by my loud exclaims Which must rise higher yet Jul. Obstreperous Carle If thy throats tempest could oe'rturn my house What satisfaction were it for thy child Turn thee the right way to thy journeys end Wilt have her where she is not Fra. Here was she lost And here must I begin my footing after From whence until I meet a pow'r to punish I will not rest You are not quick to grief Your hearing 's a dead sense Were yours the loss Had you a Daughter perhaps be-whor'd For to what other end should come the thief You 'ld play the Miller then be loud and high But being not a sorrow of your own You have no help nor pity for another Jul. Oh thou hast op'd a Sluce was long shut up And let a floud of grief in a buried grief Thy voice hath wak'd again a grief as old As likely 't is thy child is friend I tell thee I did once lose a Daughter Fra. Did you Sir Beseech you then how did you bear her loss Jul. With thy grief trebled Fra. But was she stolen from you Jul. Yes by devouring thieves from whom cannot Ever return a satisfaction The wild beasts had her in her swathing clothes Fra. Oh much good do 'em with her Jul. Away tough churle Fra. Why she was better eaten than my child Better by beasts than beastly men devoured They took away a life no honor from her Those beasts might make a Saint of her but these Will make my child a devil but was she Sir Your only Daughter Enter Gilian Jul. I ne'r had other Friend Gil. Where are you man your business lies not here Your Daughters in the Pound I have found where 'T will cost you dou dear her freedom Fra. I 'll break it down And free her without pay Horse-locks nor chains shall hold her from me Jul. I 'll take this relief I now have time to speak alone with grief Exit Fra. How my Landlord he 's Lord of my Lands But not my Cattle I 'll have her again Gil. Gil. You are not mad upon the sudden now Fra. No Gill. I have been mad these five hours I 'll sell my Mill and buy a Roring I 'll batter down his house and make a Stewes on 't Gill. Will you gather up your wits a little And hear me the King 's near by in progress Here I have got our supplication drawn And there 's the way to help us Fra. Give it me Gill. I will not fear to give it to the King To his own hands God bless him will I give it And he shall set the Law upon their shoulders And hang 'em all that had a hand in it Gill. Where 's your Son Fra. He shall be hang'd in flitches The Dogs shall eat him in Lent there 's Cats-meat And Dogs-meat enough about him Gi l. Sure the poor Girl is the Counts whore by this time Fra. If she be the Counts whore the whores Count Shall pay for it He shall pay for a new Maiden-head Gil. You are so violous this I 'm resolv'd If she be a whore once I 'll renounce her You know if every man had his right She 's none of our child but a meer foundling And I can guess the owner for a need too We have but foster'd her Fra. Gill. no more of that I 'll cut your
time Enter Pedro Silvio Uberto Ped. Good morrow Sir Rich. Good morrow Gentlemen shall we go drink agen I have my wits Ped. So have I but they are unsetled ones would I had some porrige Rich. The Tavern boy was here this morning with me And told me that there was a Gentlewoman Which he took for a Whore that hung on me For whom we quarrel'd and I know not what Ped. I faith nor I. Vbe I have a glimmering of some such thing Rich. Was it you Silvio That made me drink so much 't was you or Pedro. Ped. I know not who Sil. We are all apt enough Rich. But I will lay the fault on none but me That I would be so entreated come Silvio Shall we go drink agen come Gentlemen Why do you stay let 's never leave off now Whil'st we have Wine and Throats I 'll practise it Till I have made it my best quality For what is best for me to do but that For Heaven sake come and drink when I am nam'd Men shall make answer VVhich Richardo mean you The excellent drinker I will have it so VVill you go drink Silv. VVe drunk too much too lately Rich. VVhy there is then the less behind to drink Let 's end it all dispatch that wee 'l send abroad And purchase all the VVine the world can yield And then drink it off then take the fruits o' th' earth Distil the Juice from them and drink that off Wee 'l catch the rain before it fall to ground And drink off that that never more may grow Wee 'l set our mouths to Springs and drink them off And all this while wee 'l never think of those That love us best more than we did last night We will not give unto the poor a drop Of all this drink but when we see them weep Wee 'l run to them and drink their tears off too Wee 'l never leave whilst there is heat or moisture In this large globe but suck it cold and dry Till we have made it Elemental earth Merely by drinking Ped. Is' t flattery to tell you you are mad Rich. If it be false There 's no such way to bind me to a Man He that will have me lay my goods and lands My life down for him need no more but say Richardo thou art mad and then all these Are at his service then he pleases me And makes me think that I had vertue in me That I had love and tenderness of heart That though I have committed such a fault As never creature did yet running mad As honest men should do for such a crime I have exprest some worth though it be late But I alas have none of these in me But keep my wits still like a frozen Man That had no fire within him Sil. Nay good Richardo leave this wild talk and send a letter to her I 'll deliver it Rich. 'T is to no purpose perhaps she 's lost last night Or she got home agen she 's now so strictly Look'd to the wind can scarce come to her or admit She were her self if she would hear from me From me unworthy that have us'd her thus She were so foolish that she were no more To be belov'd Enter Andrugio and Servant with a Night-gown Ser. Sir we have found this night-gown she took with her Ricb. Where where speak quickly Ser. Searching in the Suburbs we found a Tinker and his Whore that had it in a Tap-house whom we apprehended and they confest they stole it from her Rich. And murthered her Sil. What aile you man Rich. Why all this doth not make me mad Sil. It does you would not offer this else good Pedro look to his sword Ser. They do deny the killing of her but swore they left her tyed to a Tree in the fields next those Suburbs that â—re without our Ladies gate near day and by the Rode so â—hat some passinger must needs unty her quickly And. The will of Heaven be done Sir I will only enâ—reat you this that as you were the greatest occasion of her â—â—ss that you will be pleased to urge your friends and be â—our self earnest in the search of her if she be found she 〈◊〉 yours if she please I my self only see these people betâ—er examin'd and after follow some way in search God â—eep you Gentlemen Exit Sil. Alas good man Ric. What think you now of me I think this lump â—s nothing but a piece of fleagme congeal'd Without a soul for where there 's so much spirit As would but warm a flea those faults of mine Would make it glow and flame in this dull heart â—nd run like molten gold through every sin Till it could burst these walls and fly away â—hall I intreat you all to take your horses And search this innocent Ped. With all our hearts Ric. Do not divide your selves till you come there Where they say she was ty'd I 'll follow too But never to return till she be found Give me my sword good Pedro I will do No harm believe me with it I am now Farr better temper'd if I were not so 〈◊〉 have enow besides God keep you all And send us good success Exeunt Actus Tertius Sâ—ena Prima Enter Mercury and Servant Mer. WHo is it can you tell Ser. By my troth Sir I know not but 't is a Gentlewoman Mer. A Gentleman I 'll lay my life you puppy h 'as sent his Wife to me if he have fling up the bed Ser. Here she is Sir Enter Wife with a Letter Wife I am glad I found you Sir there take your Letter and keep it till you have anoâ—her friend to wrong 't is too malicious false to make me sin you have provoked me to be that I love not a talker and you shall hear me Why should you dare to imagine me So light a huswife that from four hours knowledge You might presume to offer to my credit This rude and ruffian tryal I am sure I never courted you nor gave you tokens That might concern assurance you are a fool Mer. I cannot blame you now I see this letter Though you be angry yet with me you must not Unless you 'l make me guilty of a wrong My worst affections hate Wife Did not you send it Mer. No upon my faith which is more I understand it not the hand is as far from my knowledge as the malice Wife This is strange Mer. It is so and had been stranger and indeed more hateful Had I that have receiv'd such courtesies and owe so many Thanks done this base office Wife Your name is at it Mer. Yes but not my nature and I shall hate my name worse than the manner for this base broking you are wise and vertuous remove this fault from me for on the love I bear to truth and goodness this Letter dare not name me for the author Wife Now I perceive my husbands knavery if any man can but find where he has been I will
gladly I would hear thee But that 's impossible Dua. Please you but read this You shall know better there why I am sent Than if I should deliver it Gui. From whom comes it Dua. That will instruct you I suspect this stranger Yet she spake something that holds such alliance With his reports I know not what to think on 't What a frown was there she looks me through through Now reads again now pauses and now smiles And yet there 's more of anger in 't than mirth These are strange changes oh I understand it She 's full of serious thoughts Gui. You are just you Heavens And never do forget to hear their prayers That truly pay their vows the defer'd vengeance For you and my words sake so long defer'd Under which as a mountain my heart groans yet When 't was despair'd of now is offer'd to me And if I lose it I am both wayes guilty The womans mask dissimulation help me Come hither friend I am sure you know the Gentleman That sent these charms Dua. Charms Lady Gui. These charms I well may call them so they 've won upon me More than ere letter did thou art his friend The confidence he has in thee confirms it And therefore I 'le be open breasted to thee To hear of him though yet I never saw him Was most desir'd of all men let me blush And then I 'le say I love him Dua. All men see In this a womans vertue Gui. I expected For the courtesie I did long since to have seen him And though I then forbad it you men know Between our hearts and tongues there 's a large distance But I 'le excuse him may be hitherto He has forborn it in respect my Son Fell by his hand Dua. And reason Lady Gui. No he did me a pleasure in 't a riotous fellow And with that insolent not worth the owning I have indeed kept a long solemn sorrow For my friends sake partly but especially For his long absence Dua. O the Devil Guio. Therefore Bid him be speedy a Priest shall be ready To tye the holy knot this kiss I send him Deliver that and bring him Dua. I am dumb A good cause I have now and a good sword And something I shall do I wait upon you Exeunt Enter Manuel Charino Arnoldo Zenocia born in a chair 2 Doctors Clodio Doct. Give her more air she dyes else Arn. O thou dread power That mad'st this all and of thy workmanship This virgin wife the Master piece look down on her Let her minds virtues cloth'd in this fair garment That worthily deserves a better name Than flesh and bloud now sue and prevail for her Or if those are denyed let innocence To which all passages in Heaven stand open Appear in her white robe before thy throne And mediate for her or if this age of sin Be worthy of a miracle the Sun In his diurnal progress never saw So sweet a subject to imploy it on Man Wonders are ceas'd Sir we must work by means Arno. 'T is true and such reverend Physicians are To you thus low I fall then so may you ever Be stil'd the hands of Heaven natures restorers Get wealth and honours and by your success In all your undertakings propagate Your great opinion in the world as now You use your saving art for know good Gentlemen Besides the fame and all that I possess For a reward posterity shall stand Indebted to you for as Heaven forbid it Should my Zenocia dye robbing this age Of all that 's good or gracefull times succeeding The story of her pure life not yet perfect Will suffer in the want of her example Doct. Were all the world to perish with her we Can do no more than what art and experience Give us assurance of we have us'd all means To find the cause of her disease yet cannot How should we then promise the cure Arn. Away I did bely you when I charg'd you with The power of doing ye are meer names only And even your best perfection accidental What ever malady thou art or Spirit As some hold all diseases that afflict us As love already makes me sensible Of half her sufferings ease her of her part And let me stand the butt of thy fell malice And I will swear th' art mercifull Doct. Your hand Lady What a strange heat is here bring some warm water Arn. She shall use nothing that is yours my sorrow Provides her of a better bath my tears Shall do that office Zeno. O my best Arnoldo The truest of all lovers I would live Were heaven so pleas'd but to reward your sorrow With my true service but since that 's denied me May you live long and happy do not suffer By your affection to me I conjure you My sickness to infect you though much love Makes you too subject to it Arn. In this only Zenocia wrongs her servant can the body Subsist the Soul departed 't is as easie As I to live without you I am your husband And long have been so though our adverse fortune â—â—ndying us from one hazard to another Would never grant me so much happiness As to pay a husbands debt despite of fortune In death I 'le follow you and guard mine own And there enjoy what here my fate forbids me Clod. So true a sorrow and so feelingly Exprest I never read of Man I am struck With wonder to behold it as with pity Char. If you that are a stranger suffer for them Being tied no further than humanity Leads you to soft compassion think great Sir What of necessity I must endure That am a Father Hippolyta Zabulon and Sulpitia at the door Zab. Wait me there I hold it Unfit to have you seen as I find cause You shall proceed Man You are welcom Lady Hip. Sir I come to do a charitable office How does the patient Clod. You may enquire Of more than one for two are sick and deadly He languishes in her her health 's despair'd of And in hers his Hip. 'T is a strange spectacle With what a patience they sit unmov'd Are they not dead already Doct. By her pulse She cannot last a day Arn. Oh by that summons I know my time too Hip. Look to the man Clod. Apply Your Art to save the Lady preserve her A town is your reward Hip. I 'le treble it In ready gold if you restore Arnoldo For in his death I dye too Clod. Without her I am no more Arn. Are you there Madam now You may feast on my miseries my coldness In answering your affections or hardness Give it what name you please you are reveng'd of For now you may perceive our thred of life Was spun together and the poor Arnoldo Made only to enjoy the best Zenocia And not to serve the use of any other And in that she may equal my Lord Clodio Had long since else enjoyed her nor could I Have been so blind as not to see your great And many
hazard And almost certain loss of all the Empire I would join with ye were it any mans But his life that is life of us he lost it For doing of this mischief I would take it And to your rest give ye a brave revenge But as the rule now stands and as he rules And as the Nations hold in disobedience One pillar failing all must fall I dare not Nor is it just you should be suffer'd in it Therefore again take heed On forraign foes We are our own revengers but at home On Princes that are eminent and ours 'T is fit the Gods should judge us be not rash Nor let your angry steel cut those ye know not For by this fatal blow if ye dare strike it As I see great aims in ye those unborn yet And those to come of them and these succeeding Shall bleed the wrath of Maximus for me As ye now bear your self I am your friend still If ye fall off I will not flatter ye And in my hands were ye my soul you perish'd Once more be careful stand and still be worthy I 'le leave you for this hour Exit Max. Pray do 't is done And friendship since thou canst not hold in dangers Give me a certain ruin I must through it Exit Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Emperour Licinius Chilax and Balbus Emper. DEad Chil. So 't is thought Sir Emper. How Lici Grief and disgrace As people say Empe. No more I have too much on 't Too much by you you whetters of my follies Ye Angel formers of my sins but Devils Where is your cunning now you would work wonders There was no chastity above your practice You would undertake to make her love her wrongs And doate upon her rape mark what I tell ye If she be dead Chil. Alas Sir Empe. Hang ye Rascals Ye blasters of my youth if she be gone 'T were better ye had been your Fathers Camels Groan'd under daily weights of wood and water Am I not Caesar Lici Mighty and our Maker Empe. Than thus have given my pleasures to destruction Look she be living slaves Lici We are no Gods Sir If she be dead to make her new again Empe. She cannot dye she must not dye are those I plant my love upon but common livers Their hours as others told ' em can they be ashes Why do ye flatter a belief into me That I am all that is the world 's my creature The Trees bring forth their fruits when I say Summer The Wind that knows no limit but his wildness At my command moves not a leaf the Sea With his proud mountain waters envying Heaven When I say still run into Crystal mirrors Can I do this and she dye Why ye bubbles That with my least breath break no more remembred Ye moths that fly about my flame and perish Ye golden â—anker-worms that â—at my honours Living â—o longer than my spring of favour Why do ye make me God that can do nothing Is she not dead Chil. All Women are not with her Empe. A common Whore serves you and far above ye The pleasures of a body lam'd with lewdness A meer perpetual motion makes ye happy Am I a man to traffick with Diseases Can any but a chastity serve Caesar And such a one that Gods would kneel to purchase You think because you have bred me up to pleasures And almost run me over all the rare ones Your Wives will serve the turn I care not for 'em Your Wives are Fencers Whores and shall be Footmens Though sometimes my nice will or rather anger Have made ye Cuckolds for variety I would not have ye hope nor dream ye poor ones Alwaies so great a blessing from me go Get your own infamy hereafter Rascals I have done too nobly for ye ye enjoy Each one an heir the Royal seed of Caesar And I may curse ye for 't your wanton Gennets That are so proud the wind get's'em with fillies Taught me this soul intemperance Thou Licinius Hast such a Messalina such a Lais The backs of Bulls cannot content nor Stallions The sweat of fifty men a night do's nothing Lici Your Grace but jests I hope Empe. 'T is Oracle The sins of other Women put by hers Shew off like sanctities Thine's a fool Chilax Yet she can tell to twenty and all lovers And all lien with her too and all as she is Rotten and ready for an Hospital Yours is an holy Whore friend Balbus Bal. Well Sir Empe. One that can pray away the sins she suffers But not the punishments she has had ten Bastards Five of 'em now are Lictors yet she prayes She has been the Song of Rome and common Pasquil Since I durst see a Wench she was Camp Mistris And muster'd all the cohorts paid 'em too They have it yet to shew and yet she prayes She is now to enter old men that are Children And have forgot their rudiments am I Left for these withered vices and but one But one of all the world that could content me And snatch'd away in shewing If your Wives Be not yet Witches or your selves now be so And save your lives raise me this noble beauty As when I forc'd her full of constancy Or by the Gods Lici Most sacred Caesar Empe. Slaves Enter Proculus Lici Good Proculus Pro. You shall not see it It may concern the Empire Emp. Ha what said'st thou Is she not dead Pro. Not any one I know Sir I come to bring your Grace a Letter here Scatter'd belike i' th' Court 't is sent to Maximus And bearing danger in it Emp. Danger where Double our Guard Pro. Nay no where but i' th' Letter Emp. What an afflicted Conscience do I live with And what a beast I am grown I had forgotten To ask Heaven mercy for my fault and was now Even ravishing again her memory I find there must be danger in this deed Why do I stand disputing then and whining For what is not the gods to give they cannot Though they would link their powers in one do mischief This Letter may betray me get ye gone Exeunt And wait me in the Garden guard the house well And keep this from the Empress the name Maximus Runs through mo like a feavour this may be Some private Letter upon private business Nothing concerning me why should I open 't I have done him wrong enough already yet It may concern me too the time so tells me The wicked deed I have done assures me 't is so Be what it will I 'le see it if that be not Part of my fears among my other sins I 'le purge it out in prayers How what 's this Letter read Lord Maximus you love Aecius And are his noble friend too bid him be less I mean less with the people times are dangerou The Army 's his the Emperour in doubts And as some will not stick to say declining You stand a constant man in either fortune Perswade him he is lost else
Enter Francis Servant Abbess and Cellide severally Val. My happy Mistress too now Fortune help me And all you Stars that govern chast desires Shine fair and lovely Ab. But one hour dear Daughter To hear your Guardian what he can deliver In Loves defence and his and then your pleasure Cell Though much unwilling you have made me yield More for his sake I see how full of sorrow Sweet catching sorrow he appears O love That thou but knew'st to heal as well as hurt us Mich. Be rul'd by me I see her eye fast on him And what ye heard believe for 't is so certain He neither dar'd nor must oppose my evidence And be you wise young Lady and believe too This man you love Sir Val As I love my soul Sir Miâ—h This man you put into a free possession Of what his wants could ask or your self render Val. And shall do still Mich. Nothing was barr'd his liberty But this fair Maid that friendship first was broken And you and she abus'd next to my sorrow So fair a form should hide so dark intentions He hath himself confess'd my purpose being Only to stop his journey by that policy Of laying Felony to his charge to fright the Sailers Divers abuses done Thefts often practis'd Monyes and Jewels too and those no trifles Cell O where have I bestrew'd my faith in neither Let 's in for ever now there is vertue Mich. Nay do not wonder at it he shall say it Are ye not guilty thus Fran. Yes O my Fortune Mich. To give a proof I speak not enviously Look here do you know these Jewels Cell In good Mother Enter Thomas Dorothy and Mary then Sebastian and Launcelot Val. These Jewels I have known Dor. You have made brave sport Tho. I 'le make more if I live Wench Nay do not look on me I care not for ye Lan. Do you see now plain that 's Mistris Dorothy And that 's his Mistris Seb. Peace let my joy work easily Ha boy art there my boy mine own boy Tom boy Home Lance and strike a fresh piece of Wine the Town 's ours Val. Sure I have know these Jewels Alice They are they certain Val. Good Heaven that they were Alice I 'le pawn my life on 't And this is he come hither Mistris Dorothy And Mistris Mary who does that face look like And view my Brother well Dor. In truth like him Ma. Upon my troth exceeding like Mich. Beshrew me But much and main resemblance both of face And lineaments of body now Heaven grant it Ali. My Brother 's full of passion I 'le speak to him Now as you are a Gentleman resolve me Where did you get these Jewels Fran. Now I 'le tell ye Because blind fortune yet may make me happy Of whom I had 'em I have never heard yet But from my infancy upon this arm I ever wore ' em Ali. 'T is Francisco Brother By Heaven I ty'd 'em on a little more Sir A little little more what parents have ye Fra. None That I know yet the more my stubborn fortune But as I heard a Merchant say that bred me Who to my more affliction dyed a poor man When I teach'd eighteen years Ali. What said that Merchant Fra. He said an infant in the Genoway Galleys But from what place he never could direct me I was taken in a Sea-fight and from a Mariner Out of his manly pity he redeem'd me He told me of a Nurse that waited on me But she poor soul he said was killed A Letter too I had enclos'd within me To one Castruccio a Venetian Merchant To bring me up the man when years allow'd me And want of friends compell'd I sought but found him Long dead before and all my hopes gone with him The Wars was my retreat then â—nd my travel In which I found this Gentlemans free bounty For which Heaven recompenc'd him now ye have all Val. And all the worldly bliss that Heaven can send me And all my prayers and thanks Alice Down o' your knees Sir For now you have found a Father and that Father That will not venture ye again in Galleys Mich. 'T is true believe her Sir and we all joy with ye Val. My best friend still my dearest now Heaven bless thee And make me worthy of this benefit Now my best Mistress Cel. Now Sir I come to ye Ab. No no let 's in Wench Cell Not for the world now Mother And thus Sir all my service I pay to you And all my love to him Val. And may it prosper Take her Francisco now no more young Callidon And love her dearly for thy Father does so Fran. May all hate seek me else and thus I seal it Val. Nothing but mirth now friends Enter Hylas and Sam. Hyl. Nay I will find him Sam. What do all these here Tho. You are a trusty Husband And a hot lover too Hyl. Nay then good morrow Now I perceive the Knavery Sam. I still told ye Tho. Stay or I 'le make ye stay come hither Sister Val. Why how now Mistris Thomas Tho. Peace a little Thou would'st fain have a Wife Hyl. Not I by no means Tho. Thou shalt have a wife and a fruitful wife for I find Hylas That I shall never be able to bring thee Children Seb. A notable brave boy Hyl. I am very well Sir Tho. Thou shalt be better Hylas thou hast 7 hundred pound a year And thou shalt make her 3 hundred jâ—ynture Hyl. No. Tho. Thou shalt boy and shalt bestow Two hundred pound in Cloaths look on her A delicate lusty wench she has fifteen hundred And feasible strike hands or I 'le strike first Dor. You 'l let me like Mar. He 's a good handsome fellow Play not the fool Tho. Strike Brother Hylas quickly Hyl. If you can love me well Dor. If you can please me Tho. Try that out soon I say my Brother Hylas Sam. Take her and use her well she 's a brave Gentlewoman Hyl. You must allow me another Mistriss Dor. Then you must allow me another Servant Hyl. Well let 's together then a lusty kindred Seb. I 'le give thee five hundred pound more for that word Ma. Now Sir for you and I to make the feast full Tho. No not a bit you are a vertuous Lady And love to live in contemplation Ma. Come fool I am friends now Tho. The fool shall not ride ye There lye my Woman now my man again And now for travel once more Seb. I 'le barr that first Ma. And I next Tho. Hold your self contented for I say I will travel And so long I will travel till I find a Father That I never knew and a Wife that I never look'd for And a state without expectation So rest you merry Gentlemen Ma. You shall not Upon my faith I love you now extreamly And now I 'le kiss ye Tho. This will not do it Mistress Ma. Why when we are married we 'l do more Seb. There 's all Boy The
purity of snow The soft wind drives whiteness of innocence Or any thing that bears Celestial paleness She appear'd o' th' sodain Didst thou not see her tears When she intreated O thou Reprobate Didst thou not see those orient tears flow'd from her The little Worlds of Love A set Martine Of such sanctified Beads and a holy heart to love I could live ever a Religious Hermite Mer. I do believe a little and yet methinks She was of the lowest stature Ant. A rich Diamond Set neat and deep Natures chief Art Martine Is to reserve her Models curious Not cumbersome and great and such an one For fear she should exceed upon her matter Has she fram'd this Oh 't is a spark of beauty And where they appear so excellent in little They will but flame in great Extention spoils 'em Martine learn this the narrower that our eyes Keep way unto our object still the sweeter That comes unto us Great bodies are like Countries Discovering still toyl and no pleasure finds ' em Mar. A rare Cosmographer for a small Island Now I believe she is handsome Ant. Believe heartily Let thy belief though long a coming save thee Mar. She was certain fair Ant. But heark ye friend Martine Do not believe your self too far before me For then you may wrong me Sir Mar. Who bid ye teach me Do you show me meat and stitch my lips Antonio Is that fair play Ant. Now if thou shouldst abuse me And yet I know thee for an errant wencher A most immoderate thing thou canst not love long Mar. A little serves my turn I fly at all games But I believe Ant. How if we never see her more She is our enemy Mar. Why are you jealous then As far as I conceive she hates our whole House Ant. Yet good Martine Mar. Come come I have mercy on ye You shall enjoy her in your dream Antonio And I 'll not hinder though now I perswade my self Enter Aminta with a Letter Ant. Sit with perswasion down and you deal honestly I will look better on her Mar. Stay who 's this Friend Ant. Is' t not the other Gentlewoman Mar. Yes a Letter She brings to challenge sure if she do Antonio I hope she 'll be a Second too I am for her Am. A good hour Gentlemen Ant. You are welcome Lady 'T is like our late rude passage has powr'd on us Some reprehension Am. No I bring no anger Though some deserv'd it Ant. Sure we were all to blame Lady But for my part in all humility And with no little shame I ask your pardons Indeed I wear no sword to fright sweet beauties Am. You have it and this Letter pray ye Sir view it And my Commission 's done Mar. Have ye none for me Lady Am. Not at this time Mar. I am sorry for 't I can read too Am. I am glad but Sir to keep you in your exercise You may chance meet with one ill written Mar. Thank ye So it be a womans I can pick the meaning For likely they have but one end Am. You say true Sir Exit Ant. Martine my wishes are come home and loaden Loaden with brave return most happy happy I am a blessed man where 's the Gentlewoman Mar. Gone the spirit 's gone what news Ant. 'T is from the Lady From her we saw from that same miracle I know her name now read but these three lines Read with devotion friend the lines are holy Martine reads I dare not chide ye in my Letter Sir 'T will be too gentle If you please to look me In the West-street and find a fair Stone window Carved with white Cupids there I 'll entertain ye Night and discretion guide ye Call me Ismena Ant. Give it me again Come come fly fly I am all fire Mar. There may be danger Ant. So there is to drink When men are thirsty to eat hastily When we are hungry so there is in sleep Friend Obstructions then may rise and smother us We may dye laughing choak'd even at devotions An Apoplexie or a sodain Palsey May strike us down Mar. May be a train to catch ye Ant. Then I am caught and let Love answer for it 'T is not my folly but his infamy And if he be ador'd and dare do vild things Mar. Well I will go Ant. She is a Lady Sir A Maid I think and where that holy spell Is flung about me I ne're fear a villany 'T is almost night away friend Mar. I am ready I think I know the house too Ant. Then are we happy Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Ismena and Aminta Ism Did you meet him Am. Yes Ism And did you give my Letter Am. To what end went I Ism Are ye sure it was he Was it that Gentleman Am. Do you think I was blind I went to seek no Carrier nor no Midwife Is What kind of man was he thou mayst be deceiv'd Friend Am. A man with a nose on 's face I think he had eyes too And hands for sure he took it Ism What an answer Am. What questions are these to one that 's hot and troubled Do you think me a Babe am I not able Cosin At my years and discretion to deliver A Letter handsomely Is that such a hard thing Why every Wafer-woman will undertake it A Sempsters girl or a Tailors wife will not miss it A Puritan Hostess Cosin would scorn these questions My legs are weary Ism I 'll make 'em well again Am. Are they at supper Ism Yes and I am not well Nor desire no company look out 't is darkish Am. I see nothing yet assure your self Ismena If he be a man he will not miss Ism It may be he is modest And that may pull him back from seeing me Or has made some wild construction of my easiness I blush to think what I writ Am. What should ye blush at Blush when you act your thoughts not when you write 'em Blush soft between a pair of sheets sweet Cosin Though he be a curious carried Gentleman I cannot think He 's so unnatural to leave a woman A young a noble and a beauteous woman Leave her in her desires Men of this age Are rather prone to come before they are sent for Hark I hear something up to th' Chamber Cosin You may spoil all else Enter Antonio and Martine Ism Let me see they are Gentlemen It may be they Am. They are they get ye up And like a Land-star draw him Ism I am shame-fac'd Exit Ant. This is the street Mar. I am looking for the house Close close pray ye close here Ant. No this is a Merchants I know the man well Mar. And this a Pothecaries I have lain here many times For a looseness in my hilts Amt. Have ye not past it Mar. No sure There is no house of mark that we have scaped yet Ant. What place is this Mar. Speak softer ' may be spies If any this a goodly window too Carv'd far above that I perceive
or good or ill Now since vice gets more in this vicious world Than Piety and my Stars confluence Enforce my disposition to affect Gain and the name of rich let who will practise War and grow that way great religious And that way good my chief felicity Is wealth the nurse of sensuality And he that mainly labours to be rich Must scratch great scabs and claw a Strumpets itch Exit Scaena Secunda Enter Piorato and Babadilla with Letters Pio. To saay Sir I will wait upon your Lord Were not to understand my self Bob. To say Sir You will do any thing but wait upon him Were not to understand my Lord. Pio. I 'll meet him Some half hour hence and doubt not but to render His Son a man again the cure is easie I have done divers Bob. Women do ye mean Sir Pio. Cures I do mean Sir be there but one spark Of fire remaining in him unextinct With my discourse I 'll blow it to a flame And with my practice into action I have had one so full of childish fear And womanish-hearted sent to my advice He durst not draw a knife to cut his meat Bob. And how Sir did you help him Pio. Sir I kept him Seven daies in a dark room by a Candle-light A plenteous Table spread with all good meats Before his eyes a Case of keen broad Knives Upon the board and he so watch'd he might not Touch the least modicum unless he cut it And thus I brought him first to draw a knife Bob. Good Pio. Then for ten daies did I diet him Only with burnt Pork Sir and gammons of Bacon A pill of Caveary now and then Which breeds choler adust your know Bob. 'T is true Pio. And to purge phlegmatick humor and cold crudities In all that time he drank me Aqua-fortis And nothing else but Bob. Aqua-vitae Signior For Aqua-fortis poisons Pio. Aqua-fortis I say again what 's one man's poison Signior Is anothers meat or drink Bob. Your patience Sir By your good patience h' had a huge cold stomach Pio. I fir'd it and gave him then three sweats In the Artillery-yard three drilling daies And now he 'll shoot a Gun and draw a Sword And fight with any man in Christendom Bob. A receipt for a coward I 'll be bold Sir To write your good prescription Pio. Sir hereafter You shall and underneath it put probatum Is your chain right Bob 'T is both right and just Sir For though I am a Steward I did get it With no mans wrong Pio. You are witty Bob. So so Could you not cure one Sir of being too rash And over-daring there now 's my disease Fool-hardy as they say for that in sooth I am Pio. Most easily Bob. How Pio. To make you drunk Sir With small Beer once a day and beat you twice Till you be bruis'd all over if that help not Knock out your brains Bob. This is strong Physick Signior And never will agree with my weak body I find the medicine worse than the malady And therefore will remain fool-hardy still You 'll come Sir Pio. As I am a Gentleman Bob. A man o' th' Sword should never break his word Pio. I 'll overtake you I have only Sir A complimental visitation To offer to a Mistriss lodg'd here by Bob. A Gentlewoman Pio. Yes Sir Bob. Fair and comely Pio. Oh Sir the Paragon the Non-paril Oh Sevil the most wealthy Mine of Spain For beauty and perfection Bob. Say you so Might not a man entreat a crurtesie To walk along with you Signior to peruse This dainty Mine though not to dig in 't Signior Hauh I hope you 'll not denie me being a stranger Though I am a Steward I am flesh and blood And frail as other men Pio. Sir blow your nose I dare not for the world no she is kept By a great Don Vitelli. Bob. How Pio. 'T is true Bob. See things will veer about this Don Vitelli Am I to seek now to deliver Letters From my young Mistriss Clara and I tell you Under the Rose because you are a stranger And my special friend I doubt there is A little foolish love betwixt the parties Unknown unto my Lord. Pio. Happy discovery My fruit begins to ripen hark you Sir I would not wish you now to give those Letters But home and ope this to Madona Clara Which when I come I 'll justifie and relate More amply and particularly Bob. I approve Your counsel and will practise it bazilos manos Here 's two chewres chewr'd when wisdom is imploy'd 'T is ever thus your more acquaintance Signior I say not better least you think I thought not Yours good enough Exit Enter Alguazier Pio. Your servant excellent Steward Would all the Dons in Spain had no more brains Here comes the Alguazier dieu vous guard Monsieur Is my Cuz stirring yet Alg. Your Cuz good cosin A whore is like a fool a kin to all The gallants in the Town Your Guz good Signior Is gone abroad Sir with her other Cosin My Lord Vitelli since when there hath been Some dozen Cosins here to enquire for her Pio. She 's greatly ally'd Sir Alg. Marry is she Sir Come of a lusty kindred the truth is I must connive no more no more admittance Must I consent to my good Lord has threatned me And you must pardon Pio. Out upon thee man Turn honest in thine age one foot i' th' grave Thou shalt not wrong thy self so for a million Look thou three-headed Cerberus for wit I mean here is one sop and two and three For every chop a bit Alg. I marry Sir Well the poor heart loves you but too well We have been talking on you 'faith this hour Where what I said goe too she loves your valour Oh and your Musick most abominably She is within Sir and alone what mean you Pio. That is your Sergeants side I take it Sir Now I endure your Constables much better There is less danger in 't for one you know Is a tame harmless monster in the light The Sergeant salvage both by day and night Alg. I 'll call her to you for that Pio. No I will charm her Enter Malroda Alg. She 's come Pio. My Spirit Mal. Oh my Sweet Leap hearts to lips and in our kisses meet SONG Pio. Turn turn thy beauteous face away How pale and sickly looks the day In emulation ofthy brighter beams Oh envious light fli lie begone Come night and piece two breasts as one When what love does we will repeat in dreams Yet thy eyes open who can day hence fright Let but their Lids fall and it will be night Alg. Well I will leave you to your fortitude And you to temperance ah ye pretty pair 'T were sin to sunder you Lovers being alone Make one of two and day and might all one But fall not out I charge you keep the peace You know my place else Exit Mal. No you will not marry You are a Courtier and
you have us to do Captain Devit Beg beg and keep Constables waking wear out stocks and whipcord maunder for butter-milk dye of the Jaundice yet have the cure about you Lice large Lice begot of your own dust and the heat of the Brick-kills may you starve and fear of the gallows which is a gentle consumption to 't only preferr it or may you fall upon your fear and be hanged for selling those purses to keep you from famine whose monies my valour empties and be cast without other evidence here is my Fort my Castle of defence who comes by shall pay me toll the first purse is your mitimus slaves 2. The purse ' foot we 'll share in the money Captain if any come within a furlong of our fingers 4. Did you doubt but we could steal as well as your self did not I speak Welsh 3. We are thieves from our cradles and will dye so Vit. Then you will not beg again Omnes Yes as you did stand and deliver 2. Hark here comes handsel 't is a Trade quickly set up and as soon cast down Vitry Have goodness in your minds varlets and to 't like men he that has more money than we cannot be our friend and I hope there is no law for spoiling the enemy 3. You need not instruct us farther your example pleads enough Devitry Disperse your selves and as their company is fall on 2. Come there are a band of 'em I 'll charge single Enter Protaldye Exit Soldier Prot. 'T is wonderful dark I have lost my man and dare not call for him lest I should have more followers than I would pay wages to what throws am I in in this travel these be honourable adventures had I that honest bloud in my veins again Queen that your feats and these frights have drain'd from me honor should pull hard e'r it drew me into these brakes Devitry Who goes there Prot. Hey ho here 's a pang of preferment Devi ' Heart who goes there Prot. He that has no heart to your acquaintance what shall I do with my Jewels and my Letter my codpiece that 's too loose good my boots who is' t that spoke to me here 's a friend Devit We shall find that presently stand as you love your safety stand Prot. That unlucky word of standing has brought me to all this hold or I shall never stand you Devit I should know that voice deliver Enter Soldiers Prot. All that I have is at your service Gentlemen and much good may it do you Devit Zones down with him do you prate Prot. Keep your first word as you are Gentlemen and let me stand alas what do you mean 2. To tye you to us Sir bind you in the knot of friendship Prot. Alas Sir all the physick in Europe cannot bind me Devit You should have jewels about you stones precious stones 1. Captain away there 's company within hearing if you stay longer we are surpriz'd Devit Let the Devil come I 'll pillage this Fregat a little better yet 2. ' Foot we are lost they are upon us Devit Ha upon us make the least noise 't is thy partâ—ng gaspe 3. Which way shall we make Sir Devit Every man his own do you hear only bind me bind me before you goe and when the company 's past make to this place again this karvel should have better lading in him you are slow why do you not tye harder 1. You are sure enough I warrant you Sir Devit Darkness befriend you away Exit Soldiers Prot. What tyrants have I met with they leave me alone in the dark yet would not have me cry I shall grow won drous melancholly if I stay long here without company I was wont to get a nap with saying my prayers I 'll see if they will work upon me now but then if I should talk in my sleep and they hear me they would make a Recorder of my windpipe slit my throat heaven be prais'd I hear some noise it may be new purchase and then I shall have fellows Devit They are gone past hearing now to taske Devitry help help as you are men help some charitable hand relieve a poor distressed miserable wretch thieves wicked thieves have robb'd me bound me Prot. ' Foot would they had gagg'd you top your noise will betray us and fetch them again Devit What blessed tongue spake to me where where where are you Sir Prot. A plague of your bawling throat we are well enough if you have the grace to be thankful for 't do but snore to me and 't is as much as I desire to pass away time with till morning then talk as loud as you please Sir I am bound not to stir therefore lie still and snore I say Devit Then you have met with thieves too I see Prot. And desire to meet with no more of them Devit Alas what can we suffer more they are far enough by this time have they not all all that we have Sir Prot. No by my faith have they not Sir I gave them one trick to boot for their learning my Boots Sir my Boots I have â—â—â—'d my stock and my jewels in them and therefore desire to hear no more of them Devit Now blessing on your wit Sir what a dull slave was I dreamt not of your conveyance help to unbind me Sir and I 'll undoe you my life for yours no worse thief than my self meets you again this night Prot. Reach me thy hands Devit Here Sir here I could beat my brains out that could not think of boots boots Sir wide topâ— boots I shall love them the better whilst I live but are you fare your Jewels are here Sir Prot. Sure sayst thou ha ha ha Devit So ho illo ho. Wabin Soldiers Here Captain here Prot. ' Foot what do you mean Sir Enter Soldiers Devit A trick to boot say you here you dull slaves purchase purchase the soul of the Rock Diamonds sparkling Diamonds Prot. I 'm betraid lost past recovery lost as you are men Devit Nay rook since you will be prating we 'll sâ—are your carrion with you have you any other conveyance now Sir 1. ' Foot hereare Letters Epistles familiar Epistles we 'll see what treasure is in them they are seal'd sure Prot. Gentlemen as you are Gentlemen spare my Letters and take all willingly all I 'll give you a release a general release and meet you here to morrow with as much more Devit Nay since you have your tricks and your conveyances we will not leave a wrinkle of you unseareâ—t Prot. Hark there comes company you will be betraid as you love your safeties beat out my brains I shall betray you else Devit Treason unheard of Treason monstrous monstrous villanies Prot. I confess my self a Traitor shew your selves good subjects and hang me up for 't 1. If it be treason the discovery will get our pardon Captain Devit Would we were all lost hang'd quarter'd to save this one one innocent Prince Thierry
you greater And more t' encourage you this I add agen There 's many Grooms now exact Gentlemen Enter Shamont Sham. Methinks 't is strange to me to enter here Is there in nature such an awful power To force me to this place and make me do this Is mans affection stronger than his Will His resolution was I not resolv'd Never to see this place more Do I bear Within my breast one bloud that confounds th' other The bloud of Love and Will and the last weakest Had I ten Millions I would give it all now I were but past it or 't would never come For I shall never do 't or not do 't well But spoil it utterly betwixt two passions Yonder 's the Duke himself I will not do 't now Had twenty lives their several sufferings in him Exit Duke Who 's that went out now Pol. I saw none my Lord. Duke Nor you Moul. I saw the glimpse of one my Lord. Duke What e'er it was methought it pleas'd me strangely And suddenly my joy was ready for 't Did you not mark it better Pol. Moul. Troth my Lord We gave no great heed to 't Enter Shamont Sham. 'T will not be answer'd It brings me hither still by main force hither Either I must give over to profess humanity Or I must speak for him Duke 'T is here agen No marvel 't was so pleasing 't is delight And worth it self now it appears unclouded Sham. My Lord He turns away from me by this hand I am ill-us'd of all sides 't is a fault That fortune ever had t' abuse a goodness Duke Methought you were saying somewhat Sham. Mark the Language As coy as fate I see 't will ne'er be granted Duke We little look'd in troth to see you here yet Sham. Not till the day after my brother's death I think Duke Sure some great business drew you Sham. No insooth Sir Only to come to see a brother dye Sir That I may learn to go too and if he deceive me not I think he will do well in 't of a soldier Manly and honestly and if he weep then I shall not think the worse on 's manhood for 't Because he 's leaving of that part that has it Duke Has slain a noble Gentleman think on 't Sir Sham. I would I could not Sir Duke Our kinsman too Sham. All this is but worse Sir Duke When 't is at worst Yet seeing thee he lives Sham. My Lord Duke He lives Believe it as thy bliss he dies not for 't Will this make satisfaction for things past Sham. Oh my Lord Duke Will it speak Sham. With greater shame to my unworthiness Duke Rise then we 're even I never found it harder To keep just with a man my great work 's ended I knew your brother's pardon was your suit Sir However your nice modesty held it back Sham. I take a joy now to confess it Sir Enter 1 Gent. 1 Gent. My Lord Duke Hear me first Sir what e'er your news be Set free the Soldier instantly 1 Gent. 'T is done my Lord. Duke How 1 Gent. In effect 't was part of my news too There 's fair hope of your noble kinsman's life Sir Duke What sayst thou 1 Gent. And the most admired change That living flesh e'r had he 's not the man my Lord Death cannot be more free from passions Sir Than he is at this instant he 's so meek now He makes those seem passionate was never thought of And for he fears his moods have oft disturb'd you Sir He 's only hasty now for his forgiveness And here behold him Sir Enter Passion the Cupid and two Brothers Duke Let me give thanks first our worthy Cosin Pas Your unworthy trouble Sir For which with all acknowledg'd reverence I ask your pardon and for injury More known and wilful I have chose a wife Without your counsel or consent my Lord. Duke A wife where is she Sir Pas This noble Gentlewoman Duke How Pas Whose honor my forgetful times much wrong'd Duke He 's madder than he was 1 Gent. I would ha' sworn for him Duke The Cupid Cosin Pas Yes this worthy Lady Sir Duke Still worse and worse 1 Bro. Our Sister under pardon my Lord. Duke What 2 Bro. Which shape Love taught her to assume Duke Is' t truth then 1 Gent. It appears plainly now below the waste my Lord. Duke Shamont didst ever read of a She Cupid Sham. Never in fiction yet but it might hold Sir For desire is of both Genders Enter the Dukes Sister Duke Make that good here He joyns Shamont's band and his Sisters I take thee at thy word Sir Sham. Oh my Lord Love would appear too bold and rude from me Honour and admiration are her rights Her goodness is my Saint my Lord Duke I see Y' are both too modest to bestow your selves I 'll save that virtue still 't is but my pains come It shall be so Sham. This gift does but set forth my poverty La. Sir that which you complain of is my riches Enter Shamont 's brother the Soldier Duke Soldier now every noise sounds peace th' art welcome Sol. Sir my repentance sues for your blest favour Which once obtain'd no injury shall lose it I 'll suffer mightier wrongs Duke Rise lov'd and pardon'd For where Hope fail'd nay Art it self resign'd Thou 'st wrought that cure which skill could never find Nor did there cease but to our peace extend Never could wrongs boast of a nobler end Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Poet bid us say for his own part He cannot lay too much forth of his Art But fears our over-acting passions may As not adorn deface his labour'd Play Yet still he 's resolute for what is writ Of Nicer valour and assumes the wit But for the Love-Scaenes which he ever meant Cupid in 's Peticoat should represent He 'll stand no shock of censure the Play 's good He says he knows it if well understood But we blind god beg if thou art Divine Thou 'lt shoot thy Arrows round this Play was thine Mr. Francis Beaumonts Letter to Ben. Johnson written before he and Mr. Fletcher came to London with two of the precedent Comedies then not finish'd which deferr'd their merry meetings at the Mermaid THe Sun which doth the greatest comfort bring To absent friends because the self-same thing They know they see however absent is Here our best Hay-makers forgive me this It is our Countreys stile In this warm shine I lâ—e and dream of your full Mermaid Wine Oh we have water mixt with Claret Lees Drink apt to bring in dryer Heresies Than Beer good only for the Sonnets strain With sustian Metaphors to stuff the brain So mixt that given to the thirstiest one 'T will not prove Alms unless he have the stone I think with one draught mans invention fades Two Cups had quite spoil'd Homers Illiads 'T is Liquor that will find out Sutcliff s wit Lye where he will and make him write worse yet Fil'd with such