And we were reading in that which was the Brewhouse A great way off we were singing ballads too And could not heare Ju. This was a precious theefe A subtill tricke to keepe my servants safe 2. What ha you lost fir Iu. They ransack'd all before my face and threatned To kill me if I cough'd they have a chaine My rings my boxe of casting gold my purse too They rob'd me miserably but that which most grieves me They tooke away some writings 't was a Rogue That knew me and set on by the old Lady I will indite her for 't 1. Shall we pursue 'em Iu. Runne runne cursed raskalls I am out of my wits let not a creature in No not with necessaries 2. We shall be starv'd Ju. I le buy my meate at window as they passe by I wonot trust my Scrivenor he has bookes too And bread I le ha flung up I charge yee all Burne all the bookes i th house 1. Your little Prayer booke Iu. I le never pray agen I le have my doores Made up nothing but walls and thicke ones too No sound shall tempt me agen remember I Have forswoare bookes 2. If you should be call'd to take you oath Iu. I will forsweare all oathes rather than see A thing but in the likenesse of a booke And I were condemn'd I le rather chuse to hang Than read agen come in and search all places They may be about the house were the doores lock'd 1. But the keyes in 'em and if they be gone They could not want wit to locke us in sir Iu. Never was man so miserably undone I would lose a limbe to see their rogueships totter Exeunt Enter Lady and Nurse La. Thy brothers daughter saist and borne in Wales Nur. I have long time desir'd to see her and I hope Your Ladiship will not be offended La. No no Nur. I should be happy if she might be serviceable To you Madam La. Beshrow me but at first she tooke me much Is she not like Maria setting aside Her language very like her and I love her The better for 't I prethee call her hither Shee speakes feate English Nur. Why Guennith Guennith du hummah Guenneth She is course Madam after her country guise And were she in fine cloathes La. I le have her hansome What part of Wales were you borne in Enter Maria Ma. In Abehundis Madams Nur. She speakes that name in Welsh which we call Breck La. What can you doe nocke Ma. Her was toe many tings in Walls know not the fashion in Londons her was milke the Cowes make seeze and butters and spinne very well the Welsh freeze her was Cooke to te Mountaine cots and sing very fine prittish tunes was mage good ales and breds and her know to daunce on Sundayes marge you now Madams La. A pretty innocence I doe like her infinitely Nurse And if I live Enter Servant Ser. Here is Mr. Hartlove Madame come to see you La. Alas poore Gentleman prethee admit him Enter Hartlove and Gent. Ha. Madame I am come to take my last leave La. How sir Ha. Of all my home affections and my friends For the interest you had once in Maria I would acquaint you when I leave the kingdome La. Would there were any thing in my poore power That might divert your will and make you happy I am sure I have wrong'd her too but let your pardon Assure me you are charitable shee 's dead Which makes us both sad What doe you looke on 1. The likest face Ma. Plesse us awle why does that sentilman make such unders and mazements at her I know her not Ha. Be not offended maid La. How the Wench blushes shee represents Marias losse to him Ma. Will the sentillman hurt her pray you be her defences was have mad phisnomies is her troubled with Lunaticks in her praine pans blesse us awle Ha. Where had you this face Ma. Her faces be our none I warrant her Ha. I wonot hurt you all the lineaments That built Maria up all those springing beauties Dwell on this thing change but her tongue I know her Let me see your hand Ma. Du Guin was never theeves and robberies here is no sindge in her hands warrant her Ha. Trust me the selfesame white And softnesse prethee speake our English Dialect Ma. Haleggs what does her speage hard urds to her to make poore Guennith ridicles was no mannerly sentilman to abuse her Ha. By the love That everlasting love I bare Maria Ma. Mariai her name was Guenith and good names was poore else oman maide her have no fine kanags to madge her tricksie yet in her owne cuntries was held a fine ense her can tell her and honest ense too marg you dat now her can keepe her little legges close enough warrant her La. How prettily this anger shewes 1. She gabbles innocently Ha. Madam farewell and all good fortune dwell w' ee With me my owne affections farwell maide Faire gentle maide 2. She sighes Ma. Du cat a whee Ha. I cannot goe there 's somewhat calls me backe Ma. Poore Franke How gladly would I entertaine thy love And meet thy worthy flame but shame forbids me If please her Ladyships dwell here with Guenneth and learne to spinne and card rill to mage flannells and linseyes ulseis sall tawg co'd urds to her Ladyships urships for her The teares flow from him The teares of true affection woe is me O cursed love that glories in maides miseries And true mens broken hearts La. Alas I pitty him the wench is rude and knowes you not forgive her Ma. Wyne your nyes pray you though was porne in Walls 'mong craggy rocks and mountains yet heart is soft looke you hur can weepe too when her see men mage prinie teares and lamentations Ha. How hard she holds me Just as Maria did weepes the same drops Now as I have a living soule her sigh too What shall I thinke is not your name Maria If it be not delude me with so much charity To say it is Ma. Vpon her life you was mightie deale in love with some podies your pale seekes and hollow nyes and pantings upon her bosome know very well because looke you her thinke her honest sentilman you sall call her Maria Ha. Good Madam thinke not ill I am thus sawcie La. Oh no sir be you not angry with the wench Ha. I am most pleas'd 1. Le ts interrupt him hee 'le be mad our right else 2. Observe a little more Ha. Would I could in your language beg a kisse Ma. If her have necessities of a kisse looke you dere is one in sarities Ha. Let me suffer death If in my apprehension two twinnd cherries Be more a kin than her lips to Marias And if this harsh illusion would but leave her She were the same good Madam shall I have Your consent now La. To what Ha. To give this Virgin to me La. Shee s not mine this is her Kiswoman And has
instance these that hast beene false To all the world Iu. I know it and will henceforth Practise repentance doe not frowne sweete Angell I will restore all morgages forsweare Abominable Usury live chaste For I have beene wanton in my shroud my age And if that poore innocent maide I so abus'd Be living I will marry her and spend My dayes to come religiously Boy I was commanded but a messenger To tell thee this and rescue thee from those Whose malice would have dradg'd thee quicke to hell If thou abuse this mercy and repent not Double damnation will expect thee for it But if thy life be vertuous hereafter A blessednesse shall reward thy good example Thy fright hath much distracted thy weake senses Drinke of this violl and renew thy spirits I ha done my office thinke on 't and be happy Lur. So so He gapes already now he 's fast Thou hast acted rarely but this is not all First helpe to convey him out o' th vault Boy You will dispense with me now as you promis'd sir Lur. We will make shift without thee tha 'st done well By our device this bandoge may scape hell Exit Enter Lady Nurse Maria La. Didst thinke Maria this poore outside and Dissembling of thy voyce could hide thee from A mothers searching eye though too much feare Lest thou we'rt not the same might blind a lover That thought thee dead too oh my deare Maria I hardly kept my joyes in from betraying thee Welcome againe to life we shall find out The mystery of thy absence conceale Thy person still for Algripe must not know thee And exercise this pretty dialect If there be any course in Law to free thee Thou shalt not be so miserable be silent Good Nurse Nur. You shall not neede to feare me Madam I doe not love the usuring Iew so well Beside 't was my tricke to disguise her so La, Be not dejected Mall Ma. Your care may comfort me But I despaire of happinesse Hartlove I dare not see him Nur. We le withdraw La. I shall but grieve to see his passions too Since there 's no possibility to relieve him Enter Hartlove Ha. The worlds a Labyrinth where unguided men Walke up and downe to finde their wearinesse No sooner have we measur'd with much toile One crooked path with hope to gaine our freedome But it betrayes us to a new affliction What a strange mockerie will man become Shortly to all the creatures Oh Mariah If thou beest dead why does thy shadow fright mee I Sure t is because I live were I but certaine To meete thee in one grave and that our dust Might have the priviledge to mixe in silence How quickly should my soule shake off this burden Enter Boy Boy Thus farre my wishes have successe I le lose No time Sir are not you call'd Mr. Hartlove Pardon my rudenesse Ha. What does that concerne Thee Boy t is a name cannot advantage thee And I am weary on 't Boy Had you conceal'd Or I forgot it sir so large were my Directions that you could not speake this language But I should know you by your sorrow Ha. Thou Wert well inform'd it seemes well what 's your businesse I Boy I come to bring you comfort Ha. Is Maria Alive agen that 's somewhat and yet not Enough to make my expectation rise to Past halfe a blessing since we cannot meete To make it up a full one th' art mistaken Boy When you have heard me you 'le thinke otherwise In vaine I should report Maria living The comfort that I bring you must depend Vpon her death Ha. Th' art a dessembling boy Some one has sent thee to mocke me though my anger Stoope not to punish thy greene yeares unripe For malice did I know what person sent thee To tempt my sorrow thus I should revenge it Boy Indeede I have no thought so uncharitable Nor am I sent to grieve you let me suffer More punishment than ever boy deserv'd If you doe finde me false I serve a Mistresse Would rather dye than play with your misfortunes Then good sir heare me out Ha. Who is your Mistresse Boy Before I name her give me some incouragement That you receive her message she is one That is full acquainted with your misery And can bring such a portion of her sorrow In every circumstance so like your owne You 'le love and pitty her and wish your griefes Might marry one anothers Ha. Thou art wilde Canst thou bring comfort from so sad a creature Her miserable story can at best But swell my Volume large enough already Boy She was late belov'd as you were promis'd faith And marriage and was worthy of a better Than he that stole Marias heart Ha. How 's that Boy Just as Maria dealt with your affection Did he that married her deale with my Mistresse When carelesse both of honor and Religion They cruelly gave away their hearts to strangers Ha. Part of this truth I know but prethee boy Proceede to that thou cam'st for thou didst promise Something thy language cannot hitherto Encourage me to hope for Boy That I come to My Mistresse thus unkindly dealt with all You may imagine wanted no affliction And had ere this wept her selfe drie as marble Had not your fortune come to her reliefe And twinne to her owne sorrow brought her comfort Ha. Could the condition of my fate so equall Lessen her sufferings Boy I know not how Companions in griefe sometimes diminish And make the pressure easie by degrees She threw her troubles off remembring yours And from her pitty of your wrongs there grew Affection to your person thus increas'd And with it confidence that those whom Nature Had made so even in their weight of sorrow Could not but love as equally one another Were things but well prepar'd this gave her boldnesse To employ me thus farre Ha. A strange message boy Boy If you incline to meete my Mistresse love It may beget your comforts besides that T is some revenge that you above their scorne And pride can laugh at them whose perjurie Hath made you happy and undone themselves Ha. Have you done boy Boy Onely this little more When you but see and know my Mistresse well You will forgive my tediousnesse shee 's faire Faire as Maria was Ha. I le heare no more Goe foolish boy and tell thy fonder Mistresse She has no second faith to give away And mine was given to Maria though her death Allow me freedome see the Picture of her Enter Maria Nurse I would give ten thousand Empires for the substance Yet for Marias sake whose divine Figure That rude frame carries I will love this counterfeit Above all the world and had thy Mistresse all The grace and blossome of her sexe now she Is gone that was a walking Spring of beauty I would not looke upon her Boy Sir your pardon I have but done a message as becomes A servant nor did she on whose commands I gladly waited bid me urge her
love To your disquiet she would chide my deligence If I should make you angry Ha. Pretty Boy Boy Indeede I feare I have offended you Pray if I have enjoyne me any penhance for it I have perform'd one duty and could as willingly To purge my fault and shew I suffer with you Plead your cause to another Ha. And I le take thee At thy word boy thou hast a moving language That pretty innocent Coppie of Maria Is all I love I know not how to speake Winne her to thinke well of me and I will Reward thee to thy wishes Boy I undertake Nothing for gaine but since you have resolv'd To love no other I le be faithfull to you And my propheticke thoughts bid me already Say I shall prosper Ha. Thou wert sent to blesse me Boy Pray give us opportunity Ha. Be happy Exit Nur. Hee 's gone Boy With your faire leave Mistresse Ma. Have you pusinesse with her pray you Boy I have a message from a gentleman Please you vouchsafe your eare more private Nur. You shall have my absence Neece Exit Ma. Was the sentleman afeard to declare his matters openly here was no bodies was not very honest if her like not her errands the petter was wist to keept her breathes to coole her porridges can tell her that now for aule her private hearings and tawgings Boy You may if please you finde another language And with lesse paines be understood Ma. What is her meaning Boy Come pray speake your owne English Ma. Have boyes lost her iots and memories plesse us aule Boy I must be plaine then come I know you are Maria this thinne vaile cannot obscure you I le tell the world you live I have not lost yee Since first with griese and shame to be surpris'd A violent trance tooke away shew of life I could discover by what accident You were convey'd away at midnight in Your coffin could declare the place and minute When you reviv'd and what you have done since as perfectly Ma. Alas I am betraid to new misfortunes Boy You are not for my knowledge I le be dumbe For ever rather than be such a traytor Indeede I pitty you and bring no thoughts But full of peace call home your modest blood Pale hath too long usurp'd upon your face Thinke upon love agen and the possession Of full blowne joyes now ready to salute you Ma. These words undoe me more than my owne grieses Boy I see how feare would play the tyrant with you But I le remove suspition have you in Your heart an entertainement for his love To whom your Virgin faith made the first promise Ma. If thou mean'st Hartlove thou dost wound me still I have no life without his memory Nor with it any hope to keepe it long Thou seest I walke in darkenesse like a theefe That feares to see the world in his owne shape My very shadow frights me t is a death To live thus and not looke day in the face Away I know thee not Boy You shall hereafter know and thanke me Lady I le bring you a discharge at my next visit Of all your feares be content faire Maria T is worth your wonder Ma. Impossible Boy Be wise and silent Dresse your selfe you shall be what you wish Ma. Doe this and be My better Angell Boy All your cares on me Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Lurcher and Boy Lur. I Must applaud thy diligence Boy It had beene nothing To ha left him in the Porch I call'd his Servants With wonders they acknowledg'd him I pretended It was some spice sure of the falling sicknesse And that was charitie to bring him home They rub'd and chaf'd him ply'd him with strong water Still he was senselesse clamors could not wake him I wished 'em then get him to bed they did so And almost smothr'd him with rugges and pillowes And cause they should have no cause to suspect me I watch'd them till he wak'd Lur. 'T was excellent Boy When his time came to yawne and stretch himselfe I bid em not be hastie to discover How he was brought home his eyes fully open With trembling he began to call his servants And told 'em he had seene strange visions That should convert him from his Heathen courses They wondred and were silent there he preach'd How sweet the aire of a contented conscience Smelt in his nose now ask'd 'em all forgivenesse For their hard pasture since they liv'd with him Bid 'em beleeve and fetch out the cold sur-loine Pierce the strong beere and let the neighbours joy in 't The conceal'd Muskadine should now lye open To every mouth that he would give toth ' poore And mend their wages that his doores should be Open to every miserable sutor Lur. What said his servants then Boy They durst not speake But blest themselves and the strange meanes that had Made him a Christian in this over-joy I tooke my leave and bad 'em say their prayers And humor him lest he turned Iew agen Lur. Enough enough Whos 's this Enter Toby T is one of my ringers stand close my Ladies Coachman To. Buy a mat for a bed buy a mat Would I were at racke and manger among my horses We have devided the Sextons Houshould stuffe amongst us one has the rugge and hee 's Turn'd Irish another has a blanket and he must begge in 't The sheetes serve another for a frocke and with the bed-cord He may passe for a Porter nothing but the mat would fall To my share which with the helpe of a tune and a hassocke Out o th' Church may disguise me till I get home A pox a bell-ringing by the Eare if any man take me At it agen let him pull mine to the Pillory I could wish I had lost mine Eares so I had my cloathes agen The weather w'onot allow this fashion I doe looke for an ague besides Lur. How the Raskall shakes To. Here are company Buy a mat for a bed but a mat A hassocke for your feet or a Pisse cleane and sweete Buy a mat for a bed by a ma Ringing I renounce thee I le never come to Church more Lur. You with a mat To. I am call'd If any one should offer to buy my mat what a case were I in Oh that I were in my oate tubbe with a horse-loafe Something to hearten me I dare not heare 'em Buy a mat for a bed buy a mat Lur. Hee 's deafe To. I am glad I am buy a mat for a bed Lur. How the Raskall sweats What a pickle he 's in Every streete he goes through will be a new torment To. If ever I meet at midnight more a jangling I am cold and yet I drop buy a mat for a bed buy a mat Exit Lur. He has punishment enough Enter Wildbraine Who 's this my tother youth he is turn'd Beare Wi. I am halfe afraid of my selfe this poore shift I got o th' Sexton to convey me hansomely To some harbour the wench