No sound shall tempt me a gen remember I Have for swoare bookes 2. If you should be call'd to take your oath Iu. I will forswear all oaths 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 lock 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 born in Wales Nur. I have long time desired 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 took 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 She speakes feat English Nur. Why Guennith Guennith du hummah Guenneth She is course Madam after her country guise And were she in fine clothes La. I le have her handsome Enter Maria. What part of Wales were you borne in Ma. In Abehundis Madams Nur. She speakes that name in Welsh which we call Brecknocke La. What can you do Ma. Her was toe many tings in Walls know not the fashion in Londons her was milk the Cowes make seeze and butters and spinne very well the Welsh freeze her was Cooke to te Mountain cots and sing very fine prittish tunes was mage good ales and breds and her know to dance 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 Madam come to see you La. Alas poore Gentleman prethee admit him Enter Hartlove and Gent. Ha. Madam 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 â—cquaint 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 haue wrong'd her too but let your pardon Assure me you are charitable shee 's dead Which makes us both sad What do you look on 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 sentilman hurt her pray you be her defences was haue 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 self-same white And softnesse prethee speak 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. Maria 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 tels her and honest ense too marg you dat now her can keepe her little legges close enough warrant her La. How pretily this anger shewes 1. She gabbles innocently Ha. Madam farewell and all good fortune dwell w' ee With me my owne affections farwell maid Faire gentle maide 2 She sighes Ma. Du cat a whee Ha. I cannot goe there 's somwhat 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 Ladyship dwell here with Guenneth and learne to spinne and card ull to mage flannells and linseyes ulseis sall tawgco'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 maids 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 mountaines yet heart is soft looke you hur can weepe too when hur 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 sight 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 deal in love with some â—odies your pale seekes and hollow nyes and pantings upon â—er posome 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 'l be mad outright 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 then 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. She 's not mine this is her Kinswoman And has more power to dispose alas I pitty him Pray gentleman prevaile with him to goe More that I wish his comfort than his absence Ha. You have beene alwayes kind to me will you Denie me your faire Cousen Nu. 'T were fit you first obtain'd her own consent Ha. He is no friende that wishes my departure I doe not trouble you 1. T is not Maria. Ha. Her shadow is enough I le dwell with that Persue your owne wayes shall we live together Ma. If her will come tomorrow and tauge to her her will tell her more of her meanings and then if her be melancholy her will sing her a Welch song too to make her merries but Guenith was very honest her was never love but one sentleman and he was beare her great teale of goodills too was marry one day S. Davy her give her five paire of white gloves if her will dance at her weddings Ha. All I am worth And all my hopes this strange voyce would forsake her For then she shud be prethee stay a little Harke in thine â—are dissemble not but tell
this bondage may scape hell Exit Enter Lady Nurse Maria. La. Didst think Maria this poor outside and Dissembling of thy voice could hide thee from A mothers searching eye though too much fear Lest thou wert not the same might blind a lover That thought thee dead too oh my dear Maria I hardly Kept my joyes in from betraying thee VVelcome again 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 need to fear me Madam I do not love the usuring Jew so well Beside 't was my trick to disguise her so La. Be not dejected Mall Ma. Your care may comfort me But I despair of happiness Hartlove I dare not see him Nur. VVee le withdraw La. I shall but grieve to see his passions too Since there 's no possibility to relieve him Enter Hartlove Ha. The world 's a Labyrinth where unguided men Walk up and down to find their weariness No sooner have we measured with much toil One crooked path with hope to gain our freedom But it betrays us to a new affliction What a strange mockery will man become Shortly to all the creatures Oh Mariah If thou beest dead why does thy shadow fright me Sure 't is because I live were I but certain To meet thee in one grave and that our dust Might have the priuiledge to mix in silence How quickly should my soul shake off this burthen Enter Boy Thus far my wishes have success I le lose No time Sir are not you call'd Mr. Hartlove Pardon my rudeness Ha. What does that concern 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 speak this language But I should know you by your sorrow Ha. Thou Wert well inform'd it seems well what 's your businese 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 half a blessing since we cannot meet To make it up a full one th' art misâ—aken Boy VVhen you have heard me you 'le think otherwise In vain I should report Maria living The comfort that I bring you must depend Upon her death Ha. Tâ—'art a dissembling boy Some one has sent thee to mâ—â—k me though my anger Stoop 〈◊〉 to punish thy green years unripe For malice did I know what person sent thee To tempt my sorrow thus I should revenge it Boy Indeed 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 do find me false I serve a Mistress VVould rather dye than play with your misfortunes Then good sir hear me out Ha. VVho is your Mistress 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 own You 'le love and pity her and wish your griefs Might marry one anothers Ha. Thou art wild 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 Maria's heart Ha. How 's that Boy Just as Maria dealt with your affection Did he that married her deal with my Mistress VVhen careless both of honour and Religion They cruelly gave away their hearts to strangers Ha. Part of this truth I Know but prethee boy Proceed 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 mistress thus unkindly dealt with all You may imagine wanted no affliction And had ere this Wept her self drye as marble Had not your fortune come to her relief And twinne to her own sorrow brought her comfort Ha. Could the condition of my fate so equal Lessen her sufferings Boy I know not how Companions in grief sometimes diminish And make the pressure easie by degrees She threw her troubles off remembring yours And from her pity 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 boldness To employ me thus far Ha. A strange message boy Boy If you incline to meet my Mistress love It may beget your comforts besides that 'T is some revenge that you above their scorn And pride can laugh at them whose perjury Hath made you happy and undone themselves Ha. Have you done boy Boy Onely this little more When you but see and know my Mistress well You will forgive my tediousness she 's fair Fair as Maria was Ha. I le hear no more Go foolish Boy and tell thy fonder Mistress She has no sâ—cond Faith to give away And mine was given to Maria though her death Allow me freedom see the Picture of her Enter Maria Nurse I would give ten thousand Empires for the substance Yet for Maria's sake whose divine Figure That rude frame carries I will love this counterfeit Above all the world and had had thy Mistress all The grace and blossom of her sex now she Is gone that was walking a Spring of beauty I would not look 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 wouldchide my diligence If I should make you angry Ha. Bretty Boy Boy Indeed I fear I have offended you Pray if I have enjoyn me any pennance 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 Copie of Maria Is all I love I know not how to speak Winne her to think well of me and I will Reward thee to thy wishes Boy I undertake Nothing for gain but since you have resolv'd To love no other I le be faithful to you And my propheticke thoughts bid me already Say I shall prosper Ha. Thou wert sent to bless me Boy Pray give us opportunity Ha. Be happy Exit Nur. He 's gone Boy With your fair leave Mistress Ma. Have you business with her pray you Boy I have a message from a gentleman Please you vouchsafe your ear 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 keep her preathes to coole her porridges can tell her that now for aule her private hearings and tawgings Boy You may if please you find another language And with less pains be understood Ma. What is her meaning Boy Come pray speak your own English Ma. Have boyes lost her itts and memories bless us aule Boy I must be plain then come I know you are Maria this thinne vail cannot obscure you I le tell the world you live I have not lost yee Since first with griefe and shame to be surpris'd A violent trance took 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 Indeed I pity you and bring no thoughts But full of peace call home your modest blood Pale hath too long usurp'd upon your face Think upon love agen and the possession Of full blown joyes now ready to salute you Ma. These words undo me more than my own griefes Boy I see how fear would play the tyrant with you But I le remove suspition have you in Your heart an entertainment 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 keep it long Thou seest I walk in darkness like a theef That fears to see the world in his own shape My very shadow frights me t is a death To live thus and not look day in the face Away I know thee not Boy You shall hereafter Know and thank me Lady I le bring you a discharge at my next visit Of all your fears be content fair Maria T is worth your wonder Ma. Impossible Boy Be wise and silent Dress your self you shall be what you wish Ma. Do this and be My better Angell Boy All your cares on me Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Lurch and Boy Lur. I Must applaud thy diligence Boy It had been nothing To have left him in the Porch I cal'd his servants With wonders they acknowledg'd him I pretended It was some spice sure of the falling sickness And that was charity to bring him home They rub'd and chaf'd him ply'd him with strong water Still he was senseless clamors could not wake him I wished 'em then get him to bed they did so And almost fmothr'd him with rugges and pillows 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 yawn and stretch himself I bid 'em not to be hasty to discover How he was brought home his eyes fully open With trembling he began to call his servants And told 'em he had seen strange visions That should convert him from his Heathen courses They wondred and were silent there he preach'd How sweet the air of a contended conscience Smelt in his nose now ask'd 'em all forgiveness For their hard pasture since they liv'd with him Bid 'em believe and fetch out the cold sur-loin Pierce the strong beer and let the neighbours joy in 't The conceal'd Muskadine should now lye open To every mouth that he would give toth ' poor And mend their wages that his doors should be Open to every miserable sutor Lur. What said his servants then Boy They durst not speak But blest themselves and the strange means that had Made him a Christian in this over-joy I took my leave and bad 'em say their prayers And humor him lest he turned Jew 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 rack and manger among my horses We have devided the Sextons Houshould stuffe among us one has the rugge and he 's Turn'd Irish and another has a blanket and he must begge in 't The sheets serve another for a frock and with the bed-cord He may pass for a Porter nothing but the mat would fall To my share which with the help of a tune and a hassocke Out o th' the Church may disguise me till I get home A pox a bell-ringing by the Ear if any man take me At it agen let him pull mine to the Pillory I could wish I had lost mine Ears so I had my cloaths agen The wether wo'not allow this fashion I do look for an ague besides Lur. How the raskal shakes To. Here are company Buy a mat for a bed buy a mat A hassocke for your feet or a Piss clean and sweet Buy a mat for a bed buy a mat 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 osffer to buy my mat what a case were I in Oh that I were in my Oat-tub with a horse loaf Something to hearten me I dare not hear 'em Buy a mat for a bed Buy a mat Lur. He 's deaf To. I am glad I am buy a mat for a bed Lur. How the raskal sweats What a pickle he is in Every street 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 Wildbrain Who 's this my tother youth he is turn'd Bear Wi. I am half afraid of my self this poor shift I got o th' Sexton to convey me hansomely To some harbour the wench will hardly know me They 'le take me for some Watchman o th' parish I ha ne're a penny left me that 's one comfort And ringing has begot a monstrous stomacke And that 's another mischiefe I were best go home For every thing will scorne me in this habit Besides I am so full of these young bell ringers If I get in adoors not the power o th' countrey Nor all my Aunts curses shall disembogue me Lur. Bid her come hither presently hum t is he Exit Ser. Wil. I am betraid to one that will eternally laugh at me Three of these rogues will Jeere a horse to death Lun T is Mr. Wildbrain sure and yet me thinks His fashion's strangely altred sirra Watchman You rugamuffin turn you louzie bears skinne You with the bed-rid bill Wi. Ha'st found me out There 's no avoiding him I had rather now Be arraign'd at Newgate for a robberie Than answer to his Articles your will sir I am in haste Lur. Nay then I will make bold wo' yee A Watchman and asham'd to shew his countenance His face of authority I have seen that physiognomy Were you never in