Du. Read the Edict last made Keepe silence there Clerk If any man of what condition soever and a subject after the publishing of this Edict shall without speciall Licence from the great Duchesse attempt or buy offer or make an attempt to solicite the love of the Princesse Belvidere the person so offending shall forfeit his life Counsellour The reason why my Royall Mistris here In her last Treaty with Siennas Duke Promis'd her beauteous Daughter there in marriage The Duke of Millaine rivall in this fortune Un-nobly sought by practise to betray her Which found and cross'd the Cittadell receiv'd her There to secure her Mothers word the last cause So many Gentlemen of late enamour'd On this most beauteous Princesse and not brooking One more then other to deserve a favour Blood has been spilt many brave spirits lost And more unlesse she had been kept close from their violence Had like to have followed therefore for due prevention Of all such hazards and unnoble actions This last Edict was publish'd which thou Silvio Like a false man a bad man and a Traitor Hast rent a peeces and contemn'd for which cause Thou standest a guilty man here now Ent. Claudio Clark Speak Silvio What canst thou say to avoyd the hand of Justice Sil. Nothing but I confesse submit lay my head to it Bel. Have ye no eyes my Lords no understandings The Gentleman will cast himselfe away Cast himselfe wilfully are you or you guilty No more is he no more taint sticks upon him I drew him thether 't was my way betray'd him I got the entrance kept I entertain'd him I hid the danger from him forced him to me Poore gentle soule he 's in no part transgressing I wrot unto him Sil. Do not wrong that honour Cast not upon that purenesse these aspersions By Heaven it was my love my violence My life must answer it I broke in to her Tempted the Law sollicited unjustly Bel. As there is truth in Heaven I was the first cause How could this man have come to me left naked Without my counsell and provision What hower could he finde out to passe the Watchs But I must make it sure first Reverend Judges Be not abus'd nor let an innocent life lye Upon your shaking Conscience I did it My love the maine wheele that set him a going His motion but compell'd Sil. Can ye beleeve this And know with what a modesty and whitenesse Her life was ever ranck'd Can you beleeve this And see me here before ye young and wilfull Apt to what danger Love dares thrust me on And where Law stops my way apt to contemne it If I were bashfull old or dull and sleepy In Loves allarmes a woman might awake me Direct and clew me out the way to happinesse But I like fire kindled with that bright beauty Catch hold of all occasions and run through 'em Bel. I charge ye as your honest soules will answer it Sil. I charge ye as you are the friends to vertue That has no patterne living but this Lady Bel. Let not his blood Sil. Let not her wilfulnesse For then you act a scene Hell will rejoyce at Bel. He is cleare Sil. She is as white in this as infants Cla. The god of Love protect your cause and help ye Two nobler peeces of affection These eyes ne're look'd on if such goodnesse perish Let never true hearts meet againe but break Exit 1 Lord A strange example of strong love a rare one 2 Lord Madam we know not what to say to think on Duch. I must confesse it strikes me tender too Searches my Mothers heart you found 'em there Bar. Yes certaine Madam Duch. And so linked together Bar. As they had been one peece of Alablaster Duch. Nothing dishonourable Sil. So let my soule have happinesse As that thought yet durst never seeke this bosome Duch. What shall I do has broke my law abus'd me Faine would I know the truth either confesse it And let me understand the maine offender Or both shall feele the torture Sil. Are ye a Mother The Mother of so sweet a Rose as this is So pure a Flower and dare ye lose that nature Dare ye take to your selfe so great a wickednesse O holy Heaven of thinking what may ruine This goodly building this temple where the gods dwell Give me a thousand tortures I deserve 'em And shew me death in all the shapes imagin'd Bel. No death but I will answer it meet it seeke it No torture but I le laugh upon 't and kisse it 1 Lord This is no way 2 Lord They say no more for certaine Then their strong hearts will suffer Duch. I have bethought me No Lords although I have a Childe offending Nature dares not forget she is a Childe still Till now I never look'd on love imperious I have bethought me of a way to breake ye To separate though not your loves your bodies Silvio attend I le be your Judge my selfe now The sentence of your death because my Daughter Will beare an equall part in your afflictions I take away and pardon this remaines then An easie and a gentle punishment And this shall be fulfill'd because unnobly You have sought the love and marriage of a Princesse The absolute and sole Heire of this Dukedome By that meanes as we must imagine strongly To plant your selfe into this Rule hereafter We here pronounce ye a man banish'd from us Sil. For ever banish'd Lady Duch. Yet more mercy But for a yeare and then againe in this place To make your full appearance yet more pitty If in that time you can absolve a question Writ down within this scrowle absolve it rightly This Lady is your wife and shall live with ye If not you loose your head Sil. I take this honour And humbly kisse those Royall hands Duch. Receive it Bartello to your old guard take the Princesse And so the Court break up Sil. Farewell to all And to that spotlesse heart my endlesse service Exit 1. Lord What will this prove 2. Lord I le tell you a yeare hence Sir Exeunt Scaena Sexta Enter Penurio Isabella Claudio Pen. Are you pleas'd now have I not wrought this wonder Non eben fatto Signieur Cla. Rarely Penurio Pen. Close close then and work wax Cla. I am studying for thee A dinner that shall victuall thee for ten yeare Pen. Do you heare Mistris You know what a dundier whelp my Master is I need not preach to ye how unfit and wanting To give a woman satisfaction How he stinks and snores a Bull 's a better bed-fellow And for his love never let that deceive ye Isab. Nay sure he loves me not Pen. If he could coyne ye Or turne ye into mettle much might be then He loves not any thing but what is traffique I have heard him sweare he would sell ye to the grand Signior Isab. The Turk Pen. The very Turke and how they would use ye Isab. I le fit him for t the Turke Pen. I
a greatnesse Bew. Now me thinks dearest Lady you are too cruell His very heart will freeze in knowing this Wife No no the man was never of such deepnesse To make conceite his Master Sir I 'le assure ye He will out-live twenty such pageants Were he but my Cozen or my Brother And such a desperate killer of his fortune In this beliefe he should dye though it cost me A thousand crowns a day to hold it up Or were I not known his wife and so to have An equall feeling of this ill he suffers He should be thus till all the boyes i' th Towne Made sute to weare his badges in their hats And walke before his Grace with sticks and nose-gayes We married women hold Ser. 'T is well no more The Duke is entring set your faces right And bow like Countrey prologues here he comes Make roome afore the Duke is entring Enter Duke Long. The cheifest fortunes waite upon our Duke Ser. And give him all content and happinesse Bew. Let his great name live to the end of time Duke We thank you and are pleas'd to give you notice We shall at fitter times wait on your Loves Till when be neare Us Long. 'T is a valiant purge and works extreamly 'Tas delivered him Of all Right worshipfull and gentle humours And left his belly full of noblenesse Du. It pleased the King my Master For sundry vertues not unknown to him And the all-seeing state to lend his hand And raise me to this Emminence how this May seeme to other men or stir the mindes Of such as are my fellow Peers I know not I would desire their loves in just designes Wife Now by my faith he does well very well Beshrew my heart I have not seen a better Of a raw fellow that before this day Never rehearst his state 't is marvellous well Ser. Is he not Duke indeed see how he lookes As if his spirit were a last or two Above his veines and stretcht his noble hide Long. Hee 's high brac't like a drum pray God he breake not Bew. Why let him break ther 's but a Calves-skin lost Long. May it please your Grace to see the City T will be to the minds and much contentment Of the doubtfull people Du. I am determin'd so till my returne I leave my honoured Dutchesse to her chamber Be carefull of your health I pray you be so Ser. Your grace shall suffer us your humble servants To give attendance fit so great a person Upon your body Duke I am pleased so Long. Away good Bewford raise a guard sufficient To keep him from the reach of tongues be quicke And do you heare remember how the streets Must be dispos'd with for cryes and salutations Your grace determines not to see the King Du. Not yet I shall be ready ten dayes hence To kisse his highnesse hand and give him thanks As it is fit I should for his great bounty Set forward Goentlemen Groom Room for the Duke there Exeunt Duke traine Wife 'T is fit he should have room to shew his mightinesse He swels so with his poyson 'T is better to reclaim ye thus then make A sheeps-head of you It had been but your due But I have mercy Sir and mean to reclaim you By a directer course That woman is not worthy of a soule That has the soveraign power to rule her husband And gives her title up so long provided As there be faire play and his state not wrongd Enter Shattillion Shat. I would be glad to know whence this new Duke springs The people buz abroad or by what title He received his dignity 't is very strange There should be such close jugling in the State But I am tyed to silence yet a day May come and soone to perfect all these doubts Wife It is the mad Shattillion by my soule I suffer much for this poor Gentleman I 'le speake to him may be he yet knows me Monsieur Shattillion Shat. Can you give me reason from whence This great Duke sprang that walkes abroad Wife Even from the King himselfe Shat. As you are a woman I think you may be coverd Yet your prayer would do no harm good woman Wife God preserve him Enter Shattillions Love Shat. I say Amen and so say all good subjects Love Lady as ever you have lov'd or shall As you have hope of heaven lend your hand And wit to draw this poore distracted man Under your roofe from the broad eyes of people And wonder of the streets Wife With all my heart My feeling of his griefe and losse is much Love Sir now you are come so neare the prison wil ye Goe in and visit your fair Love poore soule She would be glad to see you Shat. This same Duke is but Apocryphall there 's no creation That can stand where titles are not right Love 'T is true Sir Shat. This is another draught upon my life Let me examine well the words I spake The words I spake were that this novell Duke Is not ot'h true making 't is to me most certaine Wife You are as right Sir as you went by line Shat. And to the griefe of many thousands more Wife If there be any such God comfort them Shat. Whose mouths may open when the time shall please I 'me betraid commend me to the King And tell him I am sound and crave but justice You shall not need to have your guard upon me Which I am sure are plac'd for my attachment Lead on I 'm obedient to my bonds Love Good Sir be not displeased with us We are but servants to his highnesse will To make that good Shat. I doe forgive you even with my heart Shall I entreat a favour Wife Any thing Shat. To see my love before that fatall stroake And publish to the world my christian death And true obedience to the Crown of France Love I hope it shall not need Sir for there is mercy As well as justice in his Royall heart Exeunt Enter three Gentlemen 1 Gen. Every man take his corner here am I You there and you in that place so be perfect Have a great care your cryes be loud and faces Full of dejected feare and humblenesse He comes Enter Jaques Ja. Fye how these streets are charg'd and swoll'd With these same rascally people give more room Or I shall have occasion to distribute A martial almes amongst you as I am a Gentleman I have not seen such rude disorder They follow him like a prize there 's no true gaper Like to your Citizen he will be sure The beares shall not passe by his door in peace But he and all his family will follow Roome there afore Sound Enter Duke and his company Ja. Give roome and keep your places And you may see enough keep your places Long. These people are too far unmanner'd thus To stop your Graces way with multitudes Du. Rebuke them not good Monsieur 't is their loves Which I will answer if it please my stars To
LOVELACE On Master JOHN FLETCHERS Dramaticall Poems GReat tutelary Spirit of the Stage FLETCHER I can fix nothing but my rage Before thy Workes 'gainst their officious crime Who print thee now in the worst scaene of Time For me uninterrupted hadst thou slept Among the holly shades and close hadst kept The mistery of thy lines till men might bee Taught how to reade and then how to reade thee But now thou art expos'd to th' common fate Revive then mighty Soule and vindicate From th' Ages rude affronts thy injured fame Instruct the Envious with how chast a flame Thou warmst the Lover how severely just Thou wert to punish if he burnt to lust With what a blush thou didst the Maid adorne But tempted with how innocent a scorne How Epidemick errors by thy Play VVere laught out of esteeme so purg'd away How to each sence thou so didst vertue fit That all grew vertuous to be thought t' have wit But this was much too narrow for thy art Thou didst frame governments give Kings their part Teach them how neere to God while just they be But how dissolv'd stretcht forth to Tyrannie How Kingdomes in their channell safely run But rudely overflowing are undone Though vulgar spirits Poets scorne or hate Man may beget A Poet can create WILL. HABINGTON Vpon Master FLETCHERS Dramaticall Workes WHat now the Stage is down darst thou appeare Bold FLETCER in this tottring Hemisphear Yes Poets are like Palmes which the more weight You cast upon them grow more strong streight 'T is not love's Thunderbolt nor Mars his Speare Or Neptune's angry Trident Poets fear Had now grim BEN bin breathing with what rage And high-swolne fury had Hee lash'd this age SHAKESPEARE with CHAPMAN had grown madd and torn Their gentle Sock and lofty Buskins worne To make their Muse welter up to the chin In blood of faigned Scaenes no need had bin England like Lucians Eagle with an Arrow Of her owne Plumes piercing her heart quite thorow Had bin a Theater and subject fit To exercise in real truth 's their wit Yet none like high-wing'd FLETCHER had bin found This Eagles tragick-destiny to sound Rare FLETCHER'S quill had soar'd up to the sky And drawn down Gods to see the tragedy Live famous Dramatist let every spring Make thy Bay flourish and fresh Bourgeons bring And since we cannot have Thee trod o' th' stage Wee will applaud Thee in this silent Page IA. HOWELL P.C.C. On the Edition FLETCHER whose Fame no Age can ever wast Envy of Ours and glory of the last Is now alive againe and with his Name His sacred Ashes wak'd into a Flame Such as before did by a secret charme The wildest Heart subdue the coldest warme And lend the Lady's eyes a power more bright Dispensing thus to either Heat and Light He to a Sympathie those soules betrai'd Whom Love or Beauty never could perswade And in each mov'd spectatour could beget A reall passion by a Counterfeit When first Bellario bled what Lady there Did not for every drop let fall a teare And when Aspasia wept not any eye But seem'd to weare the same sad livery By him inspir'd the feign'd Lucina drew More streams of melting sorrow then the true But then the Scornfull Lady did beguile Their easie griefs and teach them all to smile Thus he Affections could or raise or lay Love Griefe and Mirth thus did his Charmes obey He Nature taught her passions to out-doe How to refine the old and create new Which such a happy likenesse seem'd to beare As if that Nature Art Art Nature were Yet All had Nothing bin obscurely kept In the same Vrne wherein his Dust hath slept Nor had he ris the Delphick wreath to claime Had not the dying sceane expir'd his Name Dispaire our joy hath doubled he is come Thrice welcome by this Post-liminium His losse preserv'd him They that silenc'd Wit Are now the Authours to Eternize it Thus Poets are in spight of Fate reviv'd And Playes by Intermission longer liv'd THO. STANLEY On the Edition of Mr Francis Beaumonts and Mr John Fletchers PLAYES never printed before I Am amaz'd and this same Extacye Is both my Glory and Apology Sober Ioyes are dull Passions they must beare Proportion to the Subject if so where Beaumont and Fletcher shall vouchsafe to be That Subject That Ioy must be Extacye Fury is the Complexion of great Wits The Fooles Distemper Hee that 's mad by fits Is wise so too It is the Poets Muse The Prophets God the Fooles and my excuse For in Me nothing lesse then Fletchers Name Could have begot or justify'd this flame Beaumont Return'd methinks it should not be Fletcher Return'd methinks it should not be No not in 's Works Playes are as dead as He The Palate of this age gusts nothing High That has not Custard in 't or Bawdery Folly and Madnesse fill the Stage The Scane Is Athens where the Guilty and the Meane The Foole 'scapes well enough Learned and Great Suffer an Ostracisme stand Exulate Mankinde is fall'n againe shrunke a degree A step below his very Apostacye Nature her Selfe is out of Tune and Sicke Of Tumult and Disorder Lunatique Yet what World would not cheerfully endure The Torture or Disease t' enjoy the Cure This Booke 's the Balsame and the Hellebore Must preserve bleeding Nature and restore Our Crazy Stupor to a just quick Sence Both of Ingratitude and Providence That teaches us at Once to feele and know Two deep Points what we want and what we owe Yet Great Goods have their Ills Should we transmit To Future Times the Pow'r of Love and Wit In this Example would they not combine To make Our Imperfections Their Designe They 'd study our Corruptions and take more Care to be Ill then to be Good before For nothing but so great Infirmity Could make Them worthy of such Remedy Have you not seene the Suns almighty Ray Rescue th' affrighted World and redeeme Day From blacke despaire how his victorious Beame Scatters the Storme and drownes the petty flame Of Lightning in the glory of his eye How full of pow'r how full of Majesty When to us Mortals nothing else was knowne But the sad doubt whether to burne or drowne Choler and Phlegme Heat and dull Ignorance Have cast the people into such a Trance That feares and danger seeme Great equally And no dispute left now but how to dye Just in this nicke Fletcher sets the world cleare Of all disorder and reformes us here The formall Youth that knew no other Grace Or Value but his Title and his Lace Glasses himselfe and in this faithfull Mirrour Views disaproves reformes repents his Errour The Credulous bright Girle that beleeves all Language in Othes if Good Canonicall Is fortifi'd and taught here to beware Of ev'ry specious bayte of ev'ry snare Save one and that same Caution takes her more Then all the flattery she felt before She finds her Boxes and her Thoughts betray'd By the Corruption of the
The more I say I looke the more Stays her Lucip. My Fortune 'T is very apt Sir Mem. Women let my fortune And me alone I wish ye pray come this way And stand you still there Ladie Cal. Leave the words Sir and leap into the meaning Mem. Then againe I tell you I doe love ye Cal. Why Mem. No questions pray no more questions I doe love you Infinitely why doe you smile Am I ridiculous Cal. I am monstrous fearefull no I joye you love me Mem. Joye on then and be proud on 't I doe love ye Stand still doe not trouble me you Women He loves you Ladie at whose feete has kneeld Princes to beg their freedomes he whose valour Has over run whole Kingdomes Cal. That makes me doubt Sir 'T will over run me to Mem. He whose Sword Cle. Talke not so big Sir you will fright the Princesse Mem. Ha Lucip No forsooth Cal. I know ye have done wonders Mem. I have and will doe more and greater braver And for your beautie miracles name that kingdome And talke your choice Cal. Sir I am not ambitious Mem. Ye shal be 't is the child of glory she that I love Whom my desires shall magnifie time stories And all the Empire of the Earth Cle. I would faine aske him Lucip. Prethee be quiet he will beate us both els Cle. What will ye make me then Sir Mem. I will make thee Stand still and hold thy peace I have a heart Ladie Cal. Ye were a monster els Mem. A loving heart A truly loving heart Cal. Alas how came it Mem. I would you had it in your hand sweet Ladie To see the truth it beares ye Cal. Doe you give it Lucip. That was well thought upon Cle. 'T will put him too 't wench Cal. And you shall see I dare accept it Sir Tak 't in my hand and view it if I finde it A loving and a sweet heart as you call it I am bound I am Mem. No more I le send it to ye As I have honour in me you shall have it Cle. Hansomlye done Sir and perfum'd by all meanes The weathers warme Sir Mem. With all circumstance Lucip. A napkin wrought most curiouslie Mem. Divinely Cle. Put in a goblet of pure gold Mem. Yes in Iacynth That she may see the spirits through Lucip. Ye have greas'd him For chewing love again in hast Cle. If he should doe it Cal. If Heaven should fall we should have larkes he doe Cle. See how he thinkes upon 't Cal. He will thinke these three yeares Ere he prove such an asse I lik't his offer There was no other way to put him of els Mem. I will doe it Ladie expect my heart Cal. I doe Sir Mem. Love it and so I leave ye Ex. Mem. Cle. Either he is starke mad Or els I thinke he meanes it Cal. He must be starke mad Or he will never doe it 't is vaine glory And want of judgement that provokes this in him Sleepe and societie cures all his heart No no good Gentleman ther 's more belongs too 't Hearts are at higher prizes le ts goe in And there examine him a little better Shut all the doores behind for feare he follow I hope I have lost a lover and am glad on 't Exit Lady Finis Actus Primi Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Memnon alone Mem. 'T is but to die dogs doe it ducks with dabling Birds sing away their soules and babyes sleep 'em Why doe I talke of that is treble vantage For in the other world she is bound to have me Her Princely word is past my great desert too Will draw her to come after presently 'T is justice and the gods must see it done too Besides no Brother Father kindred there Can hinder us all languages are a like too There love is everlasting ever young Free from diseases ages jealousies Bawdes beldames painters purgers die 't is nothing Men drowne themselves for joye to draw in Juleps When they are hot with wine In dreames we doe it And many a handsome wench that loves the sport well Gives up her soule so in her lovers bosome But I must be incisde first cut and open'd My heart and handsomelie taine from me staie there Dead once stay let me thinke agen who doe I know there For els to wander up and downe unwaited on And unregarded in my place and project Is for a sowters soule not an old Souldiers My brave old Regiments I there it goes That have bin killd before me right Enter Chilax Chil. Is here and I must trouble him Mem. Then those I have conquer'd To make my traine full Chi. Sir Mem. My Captaines then Chi. Sir I beseech ye Mem. For to meete her there Being a Princesse and a Kings sole Sister With great accommodation must be cared for Chi. Weigh but the Souldiers povertie Mem. Mine owne troope first For they shall die Chi. How what 's this Mem. Next Chi. Shall I speake lowder Sir Mem. A square Battalia hi. You doe not thinke of us Mem. Their Armours guilded Chi. Good noble Sir Mem. And round about such Engines Shall make hell shake Chi. Ye doe not mock me Mem. For Sir I will be strange as brave Chi. Ye may consider You know we have serv'd you long enough Mem. No Souldier That ever landed on the blest Elizium Did or shall march as I will Chi. Would ye would march Sir Up to the King and get us Mem. King nor Keiser Shall equall me in that world Chi. What a devill ayles he Mem. Next the rare beauties of those townes I fir'd Chi. I speake of mony Sir Mem. Ten thousand Coaches Chi. O pounds Sir pounds I beseech your Lordship Let Coaches run out of your remembrance Mem. In which the wanton Cupids and the graces Drawne with the Westerne winds kindling desires And then our Poets Chi. Then our pay Mem. For Chilax when the triumph comes the Princesse Then for I will have a Heaven made Chi. Blesse your Lordship I Stand still Sir Mem. So I doe and in it Chi. Death Sir You talke you know not what Mem. Such rare devises Make me I say a Heaven Chi. I say so too Sir Mem. For here shall run a Constellation Chi. And there a pissing Conduit Mem. Ha! Chi. With wine Sir Mem. A Sun there in his hight there such a planet Chi. But wher 's our mony where runs that Mem. Ha Chi. Money Money an t like your Lordship Mem. Why all the carriage shall come behind the stuff Rich hangings treasure Or say we have none Chi. I may say so truly For hang me if I have a groat I have serv'd well And like an honest man I see no reason Mem. Thou must needs die good Chilax Chi. Very well Sir Mem. I will have honest valiant soules about me I cannot misse thee Chi. Dye Mem. Yes die and Pelius Eumenes and Polibius I shall thinke Of more within these two howres Chi. Die Sir Mem. I Sir And ye shall
not immortall here Sir Ye must die and we must meet we must maggot Be sure we must for not a nooke of hell Not the most horrid pit shall harbour thee The Devills taile shall hide thee but I le have thee And how I le use thee whips and firebrands Tosting thy taile against a flame of wilde fire And basting it with brimstone shall be nothing Nothing at all I le reach ye to be treacherous Was never slave so swing'd since hell was hell As I will swinge thy slaves soule and be sure on 't Pol. Is this imagination or some circumstance For 't is extreame strange Eumen. So is all he does Sir Mem. Till then I le leave ye whos 's there where 's the Surgeon Demagoras Enter Surgion Dem. My Lord Mem. Bring the Surgeon And waite you too Enter Surgeon Poli. What wood ye with a Surgeon Eume. Things mustring in his head pray marke Mem. Come hither Have you brought your Instruments Sur. They are within Sir Mem. Put to the doores a while there ye can incise To a haires bredth without defacing Sur. Yes sir Mem. And take out fairely from the flesh Sur. The least thing Mem. Well come hither then take off my doublet for looke ye Surgeon I must have ye cut My Heart out here and handsomly Nay stare not Nor doe not start I 'le cut your throat else Surgeon Come sweare to doe it Surg. Good sir Mem. Sirra hold him I 'le have but one blow at his head Sur. I 'le doe it Why what should we doe living after you sir Wee 'le die before if yee please Mem. No No Surg. Living hang living Is there ne're a Cat hole where I may creep through Woo'd I were in the Indies Mem. Sweare then and after my death presently To kill your selves and follow as ye are honest As ye have faiths and loves to me Dema. Wee 'l doe it Eumen. Pray doe not stir yet we are neare enough To run between all dangers Mem. Here I am sir Come looke upon me view the best way boldly Feare nothing but cut home if your hand shake sirra Or any way deface my heart i' th' cutting Make the least scratch upon it but draw it whole Excellent faire shewing at all points Surgeon The honour and the valour of the owner Mixt with the most immaculate love I send it Looke too 't I 'le slice thee to the soule Sur. Ne're feare sir I 'le doe it daintily would I were out once Mem. I will not have ye smile sirra when ye do it As though ye cut a Ladies corne t is scurvie Doe me it as thou dost thy praiers seriously Sur. I 'le doe it in a dump sir Mem. In a dog sir I 'le have no dumps nor dumplins fetch your tooles And then I 'le tell ye more Sur. If I returne To heare more I 'le be hang'd for 't Mem. Quick quick Dema. Yes sir With all the heeles we have Exeunt Surgeon Demagoras Eumen. Yet stand Poli. Hee 'le doe it Eumen. He cannot and we here Mem. Why when ye rascalls Ye dull slaves will ye come sir Surgeon Serring Dogleach shall I come fetch ye Poli. Now I 'le to him God save ye honour'd brother Mem. My deare Polidor Welcome from travell welcome and how doe ye Pol. Well sir would you were so Mem. I am I thanke ye You are a better'd man much I the same still An old rude Souldier sir Pol. Pray be plaine brother And tell me but the meaning of this vision For to me it appeares no more so farre From common course and reason Mem. Thanke thee Fortune At length I have found the man the man must do it The man in honour bound Pol. To doe what Mem. Harke for I will blesse ye with the circumstance Of that weak shaddow that appear'd Pol. Speake on sir Walkes with him Mem. It is no storie for all eares Pol. The Princesse Mem. Peace and heare all how Eumen. Sure 't is dangerous He starts so at it Pol. Your heart doe ye know sir Mem. Yes pray thee be softer Pol. Me to doe it Mem. Only Reserv'd and dedicated Pol. For shame brother Know what ye are a man Mem. None of your Athens Good sweet sir no Philosophy thou feel'st not The honourable end foole Pol. I am sure I feele The shame scorn that follows have ye serv'd thus long The glory of your Country in your Conquests The envy of your neighbours in your vertues Rul'd Armies of your owne given Lawes to Nations Belov'd and fear'd as far as Fame has travel'd Call'd the most fortunate and happy Memnon To loose all here at home poorely to loose it Poorely and pettishly ridiculously To fling away your fortune where 's your wisdome Where 's that you govern'd others by discretion Do's your Rule lastly hold upon your selfe fie brother How are ye falne get up into your honour The top branch of your bravery and from thence Looke and lament how little Memnon seemes now Mem. Hum t is well spoken but do'st thou think young scholler The tongues of Angels from my happinesse Could turne the end I aime at no they cannot This is no booke case brother will ye doe it Use no more art I am resolv'd Pol. Ye may sir Command me to doe any thing that 's honest And for your noble end but this it carries Mem. Ye shall not be so honour'd live an Asse still And learne to spell for profit goe goe studie Eumen. Ye must not hold him up so he is lost then Mem. Get thee to schoole agen and talke of turnips And find the naturall cause out why a dog Turnes thrice about e're he ly downe there 's learning Pol. Come I will doe it now 't is brave I find it And now allow the reason Mem. O doe ye so sir Doe ye find it currant Pol. Yes yes excellent Mem. I told ye Pol. I was foolish I have here too The rarest way to find the truth out hark ye Ye shall be rul'd by me Mem. I will be but Po. I reach it If the worst fall have at the worst wee 'le both goe But two dayes and 't is thus ha Mem. 'T will doe well so Pol. Then if not excellent doe ye conceive it Mem. 'T will worke for certaine A bowle ready Pol. O 't will tickle her And you shall know then by a line Mem. I like it But let me not be fool'd againe Pol. Doubt nothing You doe me wrong then get ye in there privat As I have taught ye Basta Mem. Worke Exit Memnon Pol. I will doe Eumen. Have ye found the cause Pol. Yes and the straingest Gentlemen That ere I heard of anon I le tell ye Stremon Be you still neere him to affect his fancie And keepe his thoughts off Let the Foole and Boy Stay him they may doe some pleasure too Eumenes VVhat if he had a wench an handsome whore brought Rarely drest up and taught to state it Eumen. VVell Sir Pol. His cause is
meerly heat and made beleeve It were the Princesse mad for him Eumen. I thinke 'T were not amisse 1 Cap. And let him kisse her Pol. VVhat els 2 Cap. I le be his bawde an t please you young and holesome I can assure ye he shall have Eumen. Faith let him Pol. A shall I hope 't will helpe him walke a little I le tell you how his case stands and my project In which you must be mourners but by all meanes Stir not you from him Stremon Strem. On our Lives Sir Exeunt Enter Priest and Chilax Priest O y' ar a pretious Man two daies in towne And neuer see your old friend Chi. Prithe pardon me Pr. And in my conscience if I had not sent Chi. No more I would a come I must Pr. I find ye God a mercy want ye never care for me But when your slops are emptie Chi. Nere feare that wench Shall find good currant coyne still is this the old house Pr. Have ye forgot it Chi. And the dore still standing That goes into the Temple Pr. Still Chi. The Robes to That I was wount to shift in here Pr. All here still Chi. O ye tuff rogue what troubles have I trotted through VVhat feares and frights every poore mouse a monster That I heard stir and every stick I trod on A sharp sting to my conscience Pr. Las poore conscience Chi. And all to liquor thy old bootes wench Pr. Out beast Chi. To new carine thy carkas that 's the truth on 't How does thy keele does it need nayling a tother VVhen all thy linnen 's up and a more yare Pr. Fye Fye Sir Chi. Nere stem'd the straights Pr. How you talke Chi. I am old wench And talking to an old Man is like a stomacher It keepes his blood warme Pr. But pray tell me Chi. Any thing Pr. Where did the boy meet with ye at a wench sure At one end of a wench a Cup of wine sure Chi. Thou know'st I am too honest Priest That 's your fault And that the Surgeon knowes Chi. Then farewell I will not faile ye soone Priest Ye shall staye Supper I have sworne ye shall by this ye shall Chi. I will wench But after Supper for an houre my busines Pr. And but an houre Chi. No by this kisse that ended I will returne and all night in thine Armes wench Pr. No more I le take your meaning come 't is Supper time Exeunt Enter Calis Cleanthe Lucippe Calis Thou art not well Clean. Your grace sees more a great deale Then I feele yet I lye o brother Cal. Marke her Is not the quicknes of her ey consumed wench The livelye red and white Lucip. Nay she is much alter'd That on my understanding all her sleep's Ladie Which were as sound and sweet Cle. Pray doe not force me Good Madam where I am not to be ill Conceit 's a double sicknes on my faith your highnes Is meere mistaken in me A Dead March within of Drum and Sagbutts Cal. I am glad on 't Yet this I have ever noted when thou wast thus It still forerun some strange event my Sister Died when thou wast thus last harke harke ho What mournefull noyse is this comes creeping forward Still it growes neerer neerer do ye heare it Enter Polidor and Captaines Eumenes mourning Lucip. It seemes some Souldiers funerall see it enters Cal. What may it meane Pol. The Gods keep ye faire Calis Cal. This man can speake and well a stands and views us Woo'd I were nere worse look't upon how humbly His eyes are cast now to the earth pray marke him And marke how rarely he has ranckt his troubles See now a weepes they all weep a sweeter sorrow I never look't upon nor one that braver Became his griefe your will with us Pol. Great Ladie Plucks out the Cup Excellent beauty Cal. He speakes handsomelie What a rare rhetorician his greif plaies That stop was admirable Pol. See see thou Princesse Thou great commander of all hearts Cal. I have found it Oh how my soule shakes Pol. See see the noble hart Of him that was the noblest see and glory Like the proud God himselfe in what thou hast purchas'd Behold the heart of Memnon does it start ye Cal. Good gods what has his wildenes done Pol. Looke boldlie You boldlie sed you durst looke wretched woman Nay flie not back faire follie 't is too late now Vertue and blooming honour bleed to death here Take it the Legacie of Love bequeath'd ye Of cruell Love a cruell Legacie What was the will that wrought it then can ye weepe Imbalme it in your truest teares If Women can weepe a truth or ever sorrow sunck yet Into the soule of your sex for 't is a Jewell The VVorlds worth cannot weigh downe Take it Ladie And with it all I dare not curse my sorrowes And may they turne to Serpents Eumen. How she lookes Still upon him see now a teare steales from her 2. Cap. But still she keepes her ey firme Pol. Next read this But since I see your spirit somewhat troubled I le doe it for ye 2. Cap. Still she eyes him mainlie Goe happy heart for thou shalt ly Intomb'd in her for whom I dy Example of her cruelty Tell her if she chance to chide Me for slownes in her pride That it was for her I died If a teare escape her eye 'T is not for my memory But thy rights of obsequy The Altar was my loving brest My heart the sacrificed beast And I was my selfe the Preist Your body was the sacred shrine Your cruell mind the power divine Pleas'd with hearts of men not kine Eumen. Now it poures downe Pol. I like it rarelie Ladie Eumen. How greedily she swallowes up his language 2. Cap. Her eye inhabits on him Pol. Cruell Ladie Great as your beautie scornefull had your power But equall poise on all hearts all hearts perish't But Cupid has more shafts then one more flames too And now he must be open ey'd 't is Justice Live to injoye your longing live and laugh at The losses and the miseries we suffer Live to be spoken when your crueltie Has cut of all the vertue from this Kingdome Turned honour into earth and faithfull service Cal. I sweare his angers excellent Pol. Truth and most tried love Into disdaine and downefall Calis Still more pleasing Pol. Live then I say famous for civill slaughters Live and lay out your triumphs guild your glories Live and be spoken this is she this Ladie This goodly Ladie yet most killing beautie This with the two edg'd eyes the heart for hardnes Out doing rockes and coldnes rockes of Christall This with the swelling soule more coye of Courtship Then the proud sea is when the shores embrace him Live till the mothers find ye read your story And sowe their barren curses on your beauty Till those that have enjoy'd their loves despise ye Till Virgins pray against ye old age find ye And even as wasted coales glow
in their dying So may the Gods reward ye in your ashes But y' ar the Sister of my King more prophesies Els I should utter of ye true loves and loyall Blesse themselves ever from ye so I leave ye Calis Prithee be angry still young man good faire Sir Chide me againe what wood this man doe pleas'd That in his passions can bewitch soules stay Eumen. Upon my life she loves him Calis Pray stay Po. No Cal. I doe command ye Po. No ye cannot Ladie I have a spell against yee Faith and Reason Yee are to weak to reach me I have a heart too But not for hawkes meat Ladie Cal. Even for Charity Leave me not thus aflicted you can teach me Po. How can you Preach that Charitie to others That in your owne soule are an Athiest Beleeving neither power nor feare I trouble ye The Gods be good unto ye Cal. Amen Lucip. Ladie She Swounes Cle. O royall Madam Gentlemen for heav'n sake They come back Po. Give her fresh air she comes again away sirs And here stand close till we perceive the working Eumen. Ye have undone all Pol. So I feare 2. Cap. She loves ye Eumen. And then all hopes lost this way Pol. Peace she rises Clean. Now for my purpose Fortune Calis Wher 's the Gentleman Lucip. Gone Madam Cal. Why gone Lucip. Has dispatch't his busines Cal. A came to speake with me A did Clean. A did not Cal. For I had many questions Lucip. On my Faith Madam he Talk't a great while to ye Cal. Thou conceiv'st not He talk't not as he should doo o my heart Away with that sad sight didst thou ere love me Lucip. Why doe you make that question Cal. If thou didst Run run wench run nay see how thou stir'st Lucip. Whither Cal. If 't wer for any thing to please thy selfe Thou wood'st run to 'th devill but I am growne Clean. Fie Ladie Cal. I aske none of your fortunes nor your loves None of your bent desires I slack ye are not In love with all men are ye one for shame You will leave your honour'd mistris why doe ye stare so What is that ye see about mee tell me Lord what am I become I am not wilde sure Heaven keepe that from me o Cleanthe help me Or I am suncke to death Cle. Ye have offended and mightily love is incenst against yee And therefore take my Councell to the Temple For that 's the speediest physick before the Goddesse Give your repentant prayers aske her will And from the Oracle attend your sentence She is milde and mercifull Calis I will o Venus Even as thou lov'st thy selfe Clean. Now for my fortune Exeunt Calis and Women Pol. What shall I doe 1. Cap. VVhy make your selfe Po. I dare not No Gentlemen I dare not be a villaine Though her bright beauty would entice an Angell I will to 'th King my last hope get him a Woman As we before concluded and as ye passe Give out the Spartans are in armes and terrible And let some letters to that end be fain'd too And sent to you some Poets too to the Generall And let me worke be nere him still Eumen. We will Sir Pol. Farwell and pray for all what ere I will ye Doe it and hope a faire end Eumen. The Gods speed ye Exeunt Enter Stremon Foole Boy and Servants Servant He lies quiet Strem. Let him lye and as I told ye Make ready for this shew h 'as divers times Been calling upon Orpheus to appeare And shew the joyes now I wil be that Orpheus And as I play and sing like beasts and trees I woo'd have you shapt and enter thou a Dog foole I have sent about your sutes the Boy a bush An Asse you you a Lion Foole. I a dog I le fit you for a Dog Bow wow Strem. 'T is excellent Steale in and make no noise Foole. Bow wow Strem. Away rogue Exeunt Enter Priest and Chilax Priest Good sweet friend be not long Chi. Thou think'st each houre ten Till I be ferreting Pr. You know I love ye Chi. I will not be above an houre let thy robe be readie And the doore be kept Knock Pr. Who knocks there Cleanthe knocks within Yet more busines Enter Cleanthe Chi. Have ye more pensioners the Princesse woman Nay then I le stay a little what games a foote now Clean. Now is the time Chi. A rancke bawde by this hand too She grinds a both sides hey boyes Priest How your brother Siphax Loves he the Princesse Cle. Deadlie and you know He is a Gentleman descended noblie Chi. But a ranck knave as ever pist Cle. â—old Mother Here 's more gold and some jewells Chi. Here 's no villany I am glad I came to 'th hearing Pr. Alas Daughter What would ye have me doe Chi. Hold off ye old whore Ther 's more gold comming all 's mine all Cle. Doe ye shrink now Did ye not promise faithfully and told me Through any danger Pr. Any I can wade through Cle. Ye shall and easilie the sin not seene neither Here 's for a better stole and a new vaile mother Come ye shall be my friend if all hit Chi. Hang me I le make ye richer then the Goddesse Pr. Say then I am yours what must I doe Cle. I' th morning But very early will the Princesse visit The Temple of the Goddesse being troubled With strange things that distract her from the Oracle Being strongly too in love she will demand The Goddesse pleasure and a Man to cure her That Oracle you give describe my Brother You know him perfectly Pr. I have seene him often Cle. And charge her take the next man she shall meet with When she comes out you understand me Pr. VVell Cle. Which shal be he attending this is all And easily without suspition ended Nor none dare disobey 't is Heaven that does it And who dares crosse it then or once suspect it The venture is most easie Pr. I will doe it Clean. As ye shall prosper Pr. As I shall prosper Cle. Take this too and farewell but first harke hither Chi. What a young whores this to betray her mistris A thousand Cuckolds shall that husband be That marries thee thou art so mischievous I le put a spoke among your wheeles Clean. Be constant Pr. 'T is done Chi. I le doe no more at drop shot then Exit Chilax Pr. Farewell wench Exeunt Priest and Cleanthe Finis Actus Tertii Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter a Servant and R. Bax and Stremon at the doore Servant A stirs a stirs Strem. Let him I am ready for him He shall not this day perish if his passions May bee fed with Musick are they ready Enter Memnon Ser. All all see where he comes Strem. I le be straight for him Exit Stremon Enter Eumenes and Captaines Ser. How sad he lookes and sullen Stand close Here are the Captaines my feares past now Mem. Put case i' th other world She doe not love me
good freind you are undone The more ill fortune mine to be the meanes Of your sad overthrow you know not me Ja. No truely Sir Sha. Would you had never seene me I am a man pursu'd by the whole state And sure some one hath seene me talke with you Ja. Yes divers Sir Sha. Why then your head is gon Ja. I 'le out of towne Sha. Would it were soone enough Stay if you love your life or else you are taken Ja. What shall I do Sha. I 'le venture deeply for him Rather then to cast away an innocent Take courage friend I will preserve thy life With hazard of mine owne Ja. I thanke you Sir Sha. This night thou shalt be lodg'd within my doores Which shall be all lookt fast and in the morne I 'le so provide you shall have free accesse To the Sea side and so be shipt away Ere any know it Ja. Good Sir suddainly I am afraide to dye Sha. Then follow me Exeunt Enter Shatillions Love Love This way he went and there 's the house I hope His better Angell hath directed him To leave the wandring streetes poore Gentleman Would I were able with as free a hart To set his soule right as I am to grieue The ruine of his fame which God forgive me Sir if you be within I pray Sir speake to me Shat. I am within and will be what are you Love A friend Shat. No Sir you must pardon me I am acquainted with none such be speedy Friend there is no other remedy Love A word Sir I say I am your friend Shat. You cannot scape by any other meanes Be not feareful God save the King What 's your businesse Sir Lov. To speake with you Shat. Speake out then Lov. Shall I not come up Shat. Thou shalt not flye if thou beest thin own friend There lyes the sute and all the furniture Belonging to the head on with it friend Lov. Sir do you heare Shat. I do God blesse the King It was a habit I had laid aside For my owne person if the state had forced me Love Good Sir unlocke your dore Shat. Be full of speede I see some 20 Musketeeres in ambush What ere thou art know I am here and will be Seest thou this bloody sword that cryes revenge Shake not my friend through millions of these foes I 'le be thy guard and set thee safe aboard Lov. Dare you not trust me Sir Shat. My good before me And my alleagance to the King I tell thee Captaine for so I guesse thee by thy armes And the loose flancks of halberdeeres about thee Thou art too weake and foolish to attempt me If you be ready follow me and harke you Upon your life speake to no living wight Except my selfe Love Monsieur Shattillion Shat. Thou shalt not call agen thus with my sword And the strong faith I beare unto the King Whom God preserve I will descend my chamber And cut thy throate I sweare I 'le cut thy throate Steale after me and live Love I will not stay The furie of a man so farr distracted Exit Love Enter Shattillion Where 's the Officer that dares not enter To intrap the life of my distressed friend I have you hid your selfe you must be found What do you feare is not authority on your side Nay I know the Kings command Will be your warrant why then feare you speake What strange designes are these Shattillion Be resolute and beare thy selfe upright Though the whole world despise thee soft me thinks I heard a rushing which was like the shake Of a discovered Officer I 'le search The whole streete over but I 'le finde thee out Exit Enter Jaques in womens apparell Ja. How my joyntes do shake where had I been But for this worthy Gentleman that Hath some touch of my infortunes would I were Safe under hatches once for Callicut Farewell the pomp of Court I never more Can hope to be a Duke or any thing I never more shall see thy glorious face Of my faire spreading Lord that loved me well Enter Shattillion Shat. Flye you so fast I had a sight of you But would not follow you I was too wise You shall not lead me with a cunning tricke Where you may catch me poore Shatillion Hath the Kings anger left thee never a friend No all mens loves move by the breath of Kings Ja. It is the Gent. that sav'd my life Sir Shat. Blesse Shatillion another plot Ja. No Sir 't is I Shat. Why who are you Ja. Your friend whom you preserved Shat. Whom I preserved My friend I have no woman friend but one Who is to close in prison to be here Come neere let me looke on you Ja. 'T is I Shat. You should not be a woman by your stature Ja. I am none Sir Shat. I know it then keepe off Strange men and times how I am still preserv'd Here they have sent a yeoman of the guard Disguis'd in womans cloathes to worke on me To make love to me and to trap my words And so insnare my life I know you Sir Stand back upon your perill can this bee In christian common weales from this time forth I 'le cut off all the meanes to worke on me I 'le nere stirr from my house and keep my doores Lockt day and night and cheapen meat and drink At the next shops by signes out of my window And having bought it draw it up in my garters Ja. Sir will you help me Shat. Do not follow me I 'le take a course to live despight of men Exit Shat. Ja. He dares not venture for me wretched Jaques Thou art undone for ever and for ever Never to rise againe what shall I do Enter Bew. Where shall I hide me here 's one to take me I must stand close and not speake for my life Bew. This is the time of night and this the haunte In which I use to catch my wasccoatieres It is not very darke no I shall spie 'em I have walkt out in such a pitchy night I could not see my fingers this farr off And yet have brought whom venson by the smell I hope they have not left their old walke ah Have I spied you sitting by this light To me there 's no such fine sight in the world As a white-apron twixt twelve and one See how it glisters do you thinke to scape So now I have you fast come and do not strive It takes away the edge of appetite Come I 'le be liberall every way Exeunt Take heed you make no noyse for waking of the watch Enter Cozen and his Wife Coz. Now the blessing of some happy guide To bring us to the Duke and we are ready Enter Long and Servant Come forward see the doore is opend And two of his Gent. I 'le speake to them And marke how I behave my selfe God saue yee For lesse I cannot wish to men of sort of your seeming Are you of the Dukes Long. We are Sir and your servants your
goe a foot yet and solicite causes Clor. What thinke you then of an adventurer I meane some wealthy Merchant Fra. Let him venture In some decaid Crare of his owne he shall not Rig me out that 's the short on 't out upon 't What young thing of my yeares would endure To have her husband in another Country Within a moneth after she is married Chopping for rotten Raysons and lye pining At home under the mercy of his fore-man no Though they be wealthy and indifferent wise I doe not see that I am bound to love 'em Clor. I see ya 're hard to please yet I will please ye Fran. Faith not so hard neither if considered What woman may deserve as she is worthy But why do we bestow our time so idely Preethee let us entertaine some other talke This is as sickly to me as faint weather Clor. Now I believe I shall content you Francke What thinke you of a Courtier Fra. Faith so ill That if I should be full and speake but truth 'T wold shew as if I wanted charity Prethee good wench let me not raile upon 'em Yet I have an excellent stomach and must do it I have no mercie of these infidels Since I am put in minde on 't good beare with me Can no man fit you I will finde him out Fra. This somer fruite that you call Courtier While you continue cold and frosty to him Hangs fast and may be found but when you fling Too full a heate of your affections Upon his roote and make him ripe too soone Youl ' finde him rotten 'i th the handling His oathes and affections are all one With his apparrell things to set him off He has as many Mistrisses as Faithes And all appocripha his true beliefe Is onely in a private Surgeon And for my single selfe I 'de sooner venture A new conversion of the Jndies Then to make Courtiers able men or honest Clo. I do believe you love no Courtier And by my troth to ghesse you into love With any I can thinke of is beyond Either your will or my imagination And yet I am sure y' ar caught and I will know him Ther 's none left now worthy the thinking of Unles it be a Souldier and I am sure I would ever blesse my selfe from such a fellow Fra. Why preethee Clo. Out upon 'em firelockes They are nothing 'i th world but Buff and Scarlet Tough unhewne peeces to hack swords upon I had as liev be courted by a Cannon As one of those Fra. Thou art too malitious Upon my faith me thinks they 're worthy men Clor. Say ye so I 'le pull ye on a little further VVhat worth can be in those men whose profession Is nothing i th' world but drinke and damn me Out of whose violence they are possest VVith legions of unwholsome whores and quarrels I am of that opinion and will dye in 't There is no understanding nor can be In a soust Souldier Fra. Now 't is ignorance I easily perceive that thus provokes thee And not the love of truth I 'le lay my life If God had made thee man thou hadst been a coward Clo. If to be valiant be to be a Souldier I 'le tel ye true I had rather be a Coward I am sure with lesse sin Fra. This heresie must be look'd too in time for if it spread 'T will grow too pestilent were I a Scholler I would so hamper thee for thy opinion That ere I left I would write thee out of credit VVith all the world and make thee not beleev'd Even in indifferent things that I would leave thee A reprobate out of the state of honour By all good things thou hast flung aspersions So like a foole for I am angry with thee Upon a sort of men that let me tell thee Thy mothers mother would have been a Saint Had she conceiv'd a Souldier they are people I may commend 'em while I speake but truth Of all the old world only left to keepe Man as he was valiant and vertuous They are the modell of those men whose honours VVe heave our hands at when we heare recited Clo. They are and I have all I sought for 't is a souldier You love hide it no longer you have betray'd your selfe Come I have found your way of commendations And what I said was but to pull it from ye Fra. 'T was pretty are you grown so cunning Clora I grant I love a souldier But what souldier VVill be a new taske to ye But all this I doe imagine was but laid to draw me Out of my melancholy Clo. I will have the man Ere I forsake ye Fra. I must to my chamber Clo. May not I goe along Fra. Yes but good wench Move me no more with these fond questions They worke like Rubarb with me Glo. VVell I will not Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Laelia and her waiting woman Lel. How now who was that you staid to speak withal Wom. The old man forsooth Lel. VVhat old man Wom. The poor old man that uses to come hither he that you call Father Lel. Have you dispatched him Wom. No he would faine speake with you Lel. Wilt thou never learn more manners then to draw in such Needy rascalls to disquiet me goe answer him I wil Not be at leisure Wom. He will needs speak with you and good old man he weeps so That by my troth I have not the heart to deny him pray let you are not in love Him speake with you Lel. Lord how tender stomach'd you are grown of late With him are ye if ye be strike up the match you shal have Three l. a paire of blankets will ye goe answer him Wom. Pray let him speak with you he wil not away else Lel. Well let him in then if there be no remedy I thank God I am Able to abuse him i shal nere come cleer else of him Now Sr. what is your business pray be short for I have other Matters of more moment to call me from ye Enter Father Fath. If you but looke upon me like a daughter And keepe that love about ye that makes good A Fathers hope you 'l quickly finde my businesse And what I would say to you and before I aske will be a giver say that sleepe I meane that love or be but num'd within ye The nature of my want is such a searcher And of so mighty power that where he findes This dead forgetfulnesse it works so strongly That if the least heate of a childes affection Remaine unperish'd like another nature It makes all new againe pray do not scorne me Nor seeme to make your selfe a greater businesse Then my relieving Lel. If you were not old I should laugh at ye what a vengeance ailes ye To be so childish to imagine me A founder of old fellows make him drinke wench And if there be any cold meate in the Buttery Give him some broken bread and that and rid him Fath. Is this a childs
gentlemen save ye 1. Mer. The same to you sir save ye faire Mistris Francis I would this happie night might make you blush too Vanl. She dreames a pace Fran. That 's but a drowsie fortune 3. Mer. Nay take us with ye too we come to that end I am sure ye are for the wedding Vanl. Hand and heart man And what their feet can doe I could have tript it Before this whorson gout Enter Gerrard Ger. Blesse ye Masters Vanl. Clause how now Clause thou art come to see thy Master And a good master he is to all poore people In all his joy t is honestly don of thee Ger. Long may hee live sir but my businesse now is If you would plase to doe it and to him too Enter Florez Vanl. He 's heere himselfe Flo. Stand at the doore my friends I pray walke in welcome faire Mistris Francis See what the house affords ther 's a young Lady VVill bid you welcome Vanl. VVe joy your happinesse Exit Flo. I hope It will be so Clause nobly welcome My honest my best friend I have been carefull To see thy monys Ger. Sir that brought not me Do you know this Ring againe Flo. Thou hadst it of me Ger. And do you well remēber yet the boone you gave me Upon returne of this Flo. Yes and I grant it Be it what it will aske what thou can'st I 'le do it Within my power Ger. Ye are not married yet Flo. No Ger. Faith I shall aske you that that will disturb ye But I must put ye to your promise Flo. Do And if I faint and flinch in 't Ger. Well said Master And yet it grieves me too and yet it must be Flo. Prethee distrust me not Ger. You must not marry That 's part of the power you gave me which to make up You must presently depart and follow me Flo Not marry Clause Ger. Not if you keep your promise And give me power to aske Flo. Pre'thee thinke better I will obey by heaven Ger. I have thought the best Sir Flo. Give me thy reason do'st thou feare her honesty Ger. Chaste as the yee for any thing I know Sir Flo. Why should'st thou light on that then to what purpose Ger. I must not now discover Flo. Must not marry Shall I breake now when my poore hart is pawn'd When all the preparation Ger. Now or never Flo. Come 't is not that thou would'st thou dost but fright me Ger. Upon my soule it is Sir and I binde ye Flo. Clause can'st thou be so cruell Ger. You may breake Sir But never more in my thoughts appeare honest Flo. Did'st ever see her Ger. No Flo. She is such a thing O Clause she is such a wonder such a mirror For beauty and faire vertue Europe has not Why hast thou made me happy to undo me But looke upon her then if thy heart relent not I 'le quit her presently who waites there Ser. within Sir Flo. Bid my faire love come hither and the company Pre'thee be good unto me take a mans hart And looke upon her truly take a friends hart And feele what misery must follow this Ger. Take you a noble hart and keep your promise I forsooke all I had to make you happy Enter Bertha Van-donck and the rest Merchants Can that thing call'd a woman stop your goodnesse Flo. Looke there she is deale with me as thou wilt now Did'st ever see a fayrer Ger. She is most goodly Flo. Pray ye stand still Ber. What ayles my love Flo. Did'st thou ever By the faire light of heaven behold a sweeter O that thou knew'st but love or ever felt him Looke well looke narrowly upon her beauties 1. Mer. Sure h 'as some strange designe in hand he starts so 2 Mer. This Beggar has a strong power over his pleasure Flo. View all her body Ger. 'T is exact and excellent Flo. Is she a thing then to be lost thus lightly Her mind is ten times sweeter ten times nobler And but to heare her speak a Paradise And such a love she beares to me a chaste love A vertuous faire and fruitfull love 't is now too I am ready to enjoy it the Priest ready Clause To say the holy words shall make us happy This is a cruelty beyond mans study All these are ready all our joyes are ready And all the expectation of our friends T will be her death to do it Ger. Let her dye then Flo. Thou canst not 't is impossible Ger. It must be Flo. 'T will kil me too 't wil murder me by heaven Claus I 'le give thee halfe I have come thou shalt save me Ger. Then you must goe with me I can stay no longer If ye be true and noble Flo. Hard heart I 'le follow Pray ye all goe in againe and pray be merry I have a weighty businesse give my cloake there Enter Servant with a Cloake Concerns my life and state make no enquiry This present houre befaln me with the soonest I shall be here againe nay pray goe in Sir And take them with you t is but a night lost Gentlemen Van. Come come in we will not loose our meat yet Nor our good mirth he cannot stay long from her I am sure of that Flo. I will not stay beleeve Sir Exit Gertrud a word with you Ber. Why is this stop Sir Flo. I have no more time left me but to kisse thee And tell thee this I am ever thine farewell wench Exit Be. And is that all your ceremony Is this a wedding Are all my hopes and prayers turnd to nothing Well I will say no more nor sigh nor sorrow oh me Till to thy face I prove thee false Exit Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Bertha and a Boore Ber. LEad if thou thinkst we are right why dost thou make These often stands thou saidst thou knewst the way Boo. Fear nothing I doe know it would t were homeward Ber. Wrought from me by a Beggar at the time That most should tye him T is some other Love That hath a more command on his affections And he that fetcht him a disguised Agent Not what he personated for his fashion Was more familiar with him and more powerfull Then one that ask'd an almes I must finde out One if not both kind darknesse be my shrowd And cover loves too curious search in me For yet suspition I would not name thee Boor. Mistris it grows some-what pretty and dark Ber. What then Boor. Nay nothing do not thinke I am afraid Although perhaps you are Ber. I am not forward Boo. Sure but you are give me your hand fear nothing There 's one leg in the wood do not pull backward What a sweate one on 's are in you or I Pray God it do not prove the plague yet sure It has infected me for I sweat too It runs out at my knees feele feele I pray you Ber. What ailes the fellow Boor. Hark hark I besech you Doe you heare nothing Ber. No
Val. You are finely mad godbwy Sir now you are here together I 'e leave you so god send you good lucke both when you are soberer you 'le give me thanks Exit Madge VVilt thou go milke come Nan VVhy dost not come Madge She nods shee 's a sleepe Nan VVhat wert up so early Madge I think your man's mad to kneele there nay come away ves body Nan help she looks black 'i th face Shee 's in a sound Nan And you bee a man com hither helpe a woman Rich. Come thither you are a foole Nan And you a knave and a beast that you are Rich. Come hither 't was being my now so neare That made her sowne and you are wicked people Or you wood do so too my venom eyes Strike innocency dead at such a distance Here I 'le kneele for this is out of distance Nan Th' art a prating Asse ther 's no goodnesse in thee I warrant how dost thou Vio. Why well Madge Art thou able to go Vio. No pray go you and milke if I be able to come I 'le follow you if not I 'le sit here 'Till you come back Nan I am loth to leave thee here with you wild foole Vio. I know him well I warrant thee he will not hurt mee Madge Come then Nan Exeunt Maides Rich. How do you be not fearefull for I hold my hands Before my mouth and speake and so My breath can never blast you Vio. 'T was enough to use me ill though you had never sought me too mock me to why kneele you so farr Off were not that gesture better us'd in prayer had dealt so with you I should not sleep till God and you had both forgiven me Rich. I do not mock nor lives there such a villane That can do any thing contemptible To you but I do kneele because it is An action very fit and reverent In presence of so pure a creature And so farr off as fearefull to offend One too much wrong'd already Vio. You confesse you did the fault yet scorne to come So far as hither to aske pardon for 't Which I could willingly afford to come To you to grant good Sir if you have A better love may you be blest together Shee shall not wish you better then I will I but offend you there are all the Iewels I stole and all the love I euer had I leave behinde with you I 'le carry now To give another may the next maide you try Love you no worse nor be no worse then I Rich. Do not leave me yet for all my fault Search out the next things too impossible And put me on them when they are effected I may with better modesty receive Forgivenesse from you Vio. I will set no pennance To gaine the great forgivenesse you desire But to come hither and take me and it Or else I 'le come and beg so you will grant That you will be content to be forgiven Rich. Nay I will come since you will haue it so And since you please to pardon me I hope Free from infection here I am by you A carelesse man a breaker of my faith A lothsome drunkard and in that wild fury A hunter after whores I do beseech you To pardon all these faultes and take me up An honest sober and a faithfull man Vio. For gods sake urge your faultes no more but mend All the forgivenesse I can make you is To love you which I will do and desire Nothing but love againe which if I have not Yet I will love you still Rich. O women that some one of you will take An everlasting pen into your hands And grave in paper which the writ shall make More lasting then the marble monuments Your matchlesse vertues to posterityes Which the defective race of envious man Strive to conceale Vio. Me thinkes I would not now for any thing But you had mist me I have made a story Will serve to wast many a winters fier When we are old I 'le tell my daughters then The miseryes their Mother had in love And say my girles bee wiser yet I would not Have had more witt my selfe take up those Iewells For I thinke I heare my fellowes coming Enter the Milkemaides with their pailes Madge How dost thou now Vio. Why very well I thanke you 't is late shall I hast home Nan I prethee vvee shall be shent soundly Madge VVhy doe's that railing man go vvith us Vio. I preythee speake vvell of him on my vvord Hee 's an honest man Nan There was never any so one's complexion a Getleman I 'de be asham'd to have such a foule mouth Exeunt Enter Mother Alexander Andrugio and his man Rowland Moth. How now Alexander what Gentleman is this Alex. Indeed forsooth I know not I found him at the market full of woe crying a lost daughter and telling all her tokens to the people and wot you what by all subscription in the world it should be our new maid Melvia one would little thinke it therefore I was bold to tel him of her Mistriss Mother Melvia it cannot be foole alas you know shee is a poore wench and I tooke her in upon meere charity And. So seem'd my daughter when shee went away as she had made her selfe Moth. What stature was your childe of Sir And. Not high and of a browne complexion Her haire aborne a round face which some friends that flattered mee would say 't would bee a good one Alex. This is still Melvia Mistriss that 's the truth on 't Moth. It may be so I 'le promise you Alex. Well goe thy wayes the flower of our towne For a hand and a foote I shall never see thy fellow Moth. But had shee not such toyes as bracelets rings and Jewels And. Shee was something bolde indeed to take such things that night she left me Moth. Then belike she run away And. Though she be one I love I dare not lye shee did indeed Moth. What thinke you of this Jewel And. Yes this was one of them and this was mine you have made mee a new man I thanke you for it Moth. Nay and she be given to filching there is your Jewell I am cleare on 't but by your leave Sir you shall answer me for what is lost since she came hither can tell you there lye things scattering in every place about the house Alex. As I am vertuous I have the lyingst olde Gentlewoman to my Mistris and the most malicious the Devill a good word will shee give a servant that 's her olde rule and God be thanked they 'l give her as few there is perfect love on both sides it yearns my heart to heare the wench misconstrued a carefull soule shee is I 'le be sworne for her and when shee 's gone let them say what they will they may cast their Capps at such another And. What you have lost by her with all my heart I 'le see you double paid for you have sav'd With your kinde pitty two
Taper Cal. O my sad heart my head my head Clea. Alas poore soule what do you out of your bed You take cold my Caliste how do ye Cal. Not so well sir to lye by ye my brothers fright Clea. I had a frightfull dreame too A very frightfull dreame my best Caliste Me thought there came a Dragon to your Chamber A furious Dragon wife I yet shake at it Are all things well Lis. Shall I shoote him Cal. No All well Sir 'T was but your care of me your loving care Which alwaies watches Clean. And me thought he came As if he had risen thus out of his den As I do from these hangings Lis. Dead Cal. Hold good Sir Clea. And forc'd ye in his armes thus Cal. 'T was but fancie That troubled ye here 's nothing to disturbe me Good sir to rest againe and I am now drousie And will to bed make no noise deare husband But let me sleep before you can call any body I am a bed Clea. This and sweet rest dwell with ye Exit Cal. Come out againe and as you love Lisander Make haste away you see his mind is troubled Do you know the doore ye came at Lis. Well sweet Lady Cal. And can ye hit it readily Lis. I warrant ye And must I go must here end all my happinesse Here in a dreame as if it had no substance Cal. For this time friend or here begin our ruines We are both miserable Lis. This is some comfort In my afflictions they are so full already They can find no encrease Cal. Deare speake no more Lis. You must be silent then Cal. Farewell Lisander thou joy of man farewell Lis. Farewell bright Lady Honour of woman-kind a heavenly blessing Cal. Be ever honest Lis. I will be a dog else The vertues of your mind I 'le make my library In which I 'le study the celestiall beauty Your constancie my armour that I 'le fight in And on my sword your chastity shall sit Terror to rebell bloud Cal. Once more farewell Noise within O that my modestie cou'd hold you still sir he comes againe Lis. Heaven keep my hand from murther Murther of him I love Cal. Away deare friend Down to the garden staires that way Lisander We are betrai'd else Ent. Clea. Lis. Honour guard the Innocent Exit Lis. Clean. Stil up I fear'd your health Cal. Has miss'd him happily I am going now I have done my meditations My heart 's almost at peace Clea. To my warme bed then Cal. I will pray ye lead A Pistoll shot within Clean. A Pistoll shot i' th' house At these houres sure some theefe some murtherer Rise ho rise all I am betraide Cal. O fortune O giddy thing he has met some opposition And kil'd I am confounded lost for ever Enter Dorilaus Dor. Now what 's the matter Clea. Theeves my noble father villaines and Rogues Dor. Indeed I heard a Pistoll let 's search about Enter Malfort Clarinda and Servants Mal. To bed againe they are gone sir I will not bid you thanke my valour for 't Gone at the garden doore there were a dozen And bravely arm'd I saw 'em Clarin. I am glad glad at the heart Ser. One shot at me and miss'd me Mal. No 't was at me the bullet flew close by me Close by my eare another had a huge Sword Flourish'd it thus but at the point I met him But the Rogue taking me to be your Lordship As sure your name is terrible and we Not much unlike in the darke roar'd out aloud 'T is the kill cow Dorilaus and away They ran as they had flowne now you must love me Or feare me for my courage wench Clarin. O Rogue O lying Rogue Lisander stumbled Madam At the staires head and in the fall the shot went off Was gone before they rose Cal. I thanke heaven for 't Clari. I was frighted too it spoyl'd my game with Leon Cle. You must sit up and they had come to your Chamber What pranks would they have plaid how came the doore open Ma. I heard 'em when they forc'd it up I rose Took Durindana in my hand and like Orlando issu'd forth Clarin. I know you are valiant Clean. To bed again And be you henceforth provident at sun-rising We must part for a while Dor. When you are a bed Take leave of her there 't will be worth the taking Here 't is but a cold ceremony ere long Wee 'l find Lisander or we have ill fortune Clea. Locke all the doores fast Mal. Though they all stood open My name writ on the doore they dare not enter Exeunt Enter Claran Frier with a Letter Claran. Turnd Hermit Fri. Yes and a devout one too I heard him preach Claran. That lessens my beliefe For though I grant my Lidian a scholler As far as fits a Gentleman he hath studied Humanity and in that he is a Master Civility of manners courtship Armes But never aim'd at as I could perceive The deep points of divinity Fri. That confirmes his Devotion to be reall no way tainted With ostentation or hypocrisie The cankers of Religion his sermon So full of gravity and with such sweetnesse Deliver'd that it drew the admiration Of all the hearers on him his own letters To you which witnesse he will leave the world And these to faire Olinda his late Mistris In which he hath with all the moving language That ever express'd Rhetorick sollicited The Lady to forget him and make you Blessed in her embraces may remove All scrupulous doubts Claran. It strikes a sadnesse in me I know not what to thinke of 't Fri. Ere he entred His sollitary cell he pen'd a ditty His long and last farewell to love and women So feelingly that I confesse however It stands not with my order to be taken With such Poeticall raptures I was mov'd And strangely with it Claran. Have you the copy Fri. Yes sir My Novice too can sing it if you please To give him hearing Claran. And it will come timely For I am full of melancholy thoughts Against which I have heard with reason Musick To be the speediest cure pray you apply it A Song by the Novice ADieu fond love farewell you wanton powers I am free againe Thou dull disease of bloud and Idle howers Bewitching paine Flie to the fooles that sigh away their time My nobler love to heaven clime And there behold beauty still young That time can ne're corrupt nor death destroy Immortall sweetnesse by faire Angels sung And honour'd by eternity and joy There lives my love thether my hopes aspire Fond love declines this heavenly love growes higher Fri. How do ye approve it Claran. To its due desert It is a heavenly Hymne no ditty father It passes through my eares unto my soule And workes divinely on it give me leave A little to consider shall I be Out done in all things nor good of my selfe Nor by example shall my loose hopes still The viands of a fond affection feed me As I were a sensuall
rest contents me Thou lovest thy bed Panura Pan. I am not in love Lady Nor seldome dreame of devils I sleep soundly Quisar. I 'le sweare thou dost thy husband wou'd not take it so well If thou wert married wench Pan. Let him take Madam The way to waken me I am no dormouse Husbands have larum bels if they but Ring once Quisar. Thou art a merry wench Pan. I shall live the longer Quisar. Prethee fetch my booke Pan. I am glad of that Quisar. I 'le read a while before I sleep Pan. I will Madam Quisar. And if Ruy Dias meet you and be importunate He may come in Pan. I have a better fare for you Now least in sight play I Exit Enter Armusia lockes the doore Quisar. Why should I love him Why should I doat upon a man deserves not Nor has no will to worke it who 's there wench What are you or whence come you Arm. Ye may know me I bring not such amazement noble Lady Quisar. Who let you in Arm. My restles love that serves ye Quisar. This is an impudence I have not heard of A rudenesse that becomes a theefe or ruffin Nor shall my brothers love protect this boldnesse You buil'd so strongly on my roomes are sanctuaries And with that reverence they that seeke my favours And humble feares shall render their approches Arm. Mine are no lesse Quisar. I am Mistris of my selfe sir And will be so I will not be thus visited These feares and dangers thrust into my privacy Stand further off I le cry out else Arm. Oh deare Lady Quisar. I see dishonour in your eyes Arm. There is none By all that beauty they are innocent Pray ye tremble not you have no cause Quisar. I 'le dye first Before you have your will be torne in peeces The little strength I have left me to resist you The gods will give me more before I am forc'd To that I hate or suffer Arm. You wrong my duty Quisar. So base a violation of my liberty I know you are bent unnobly I 'le take to me The spirit of a man borrow his boldnesse And force my womans feares into a madnesse And ere you arrive at what you aime at Arm. Lady If there be in you any womans pitty And if your feares have not proclam'd me monstrous Looke on me and beleeve me is this violence Is it to fall thus prostrate to your beauty A ruffins boldnesse is humility a rudenesse The griefes and sorrowes that grow here an impudence These forcings and these feares I bring along with me These impudent abuses offered ye And thus high has your brothers favour blowne me Alas deare Lady of my life I came not With any purpose rough or desperate With any thought that was not smooth and gentle As your faire hand with any doubt or danger Far be it from my heart to fright your quiet A heavy curse light on it when I intend it Quisar. Now I dare heare you Arm. If I had been mischievous As then I must be mad or were a monster If any such base thought had harbour'd here Or violence that became not man You have a thousand bulwarkes to assure you The holy powers beare shields to defend chastity Your honour and your vertues are such armours Your cleare thoughts such defences if you misdoubt still And yet retaine a feare I am not honest Come with impure thoughts to this place Take this and sheath it heare be your own safety Be wise and rid your feares and let me perish How willing shall I sleepe to satisfie you Quisar. No I beleeve now you speake worthily What came you then for Arm. To complaine me beauty But modestly Quisar. Of what Arm. Of your feirce cruelty For though I dye I will not blame the doer Humbly to tell your grace ye had forgot me A little to have toucht at not accused For that I dare not do your scornes pray pardon me And be not angry that I use the liberty To urge that word a little to have shew'd you What I have been and what done to deserve ye If any thing that love commands may reach ye To have remembred ye but I am unworthy And to that misery fals all my fortunes To have told ye and by my life ye may beleeve me That I am honest and will only marry You or your memory pray be not angry Quisar. I thanke you sir and let me tell you seriously Ye have taken now the right way to befriend ye And to beget a faire and cleare opinion Yet to try your obedience Arm. I stand ready Lady Without presuming to aske any thing Quisar. Or at this time to hope for further favour Or to remember services or smiles Dangers you have past through and rewards due to 'em Loves or dispaires but leaving all to me Quit this place presently Arm. I shall obey ye Enter Ruy Dias Ru. Ha Arm. Who 's this What art thou Ru. A Gentleman Arm. Thou art no more I 'm sure oh 't is Ruy Dias How high he lookes and harsh Ru. Is there not doore enough You take such elbow roome Arm. If I take it I 'le carry it Ru. Does this become you Princesse Arm. The Captain 's jealous Jealous of that he never durst deserve yet Go freely go I 'le give thee leave Ru. Your leave sir Arm. Yes my leave sir I 'le not be troubled neither Nor shall my heart ake or my head be jealous Nor strange suspitious thoughts reigne in my memory Go on and do thy worst I 'le smile at thee I kisse your faire hand first then farewell Captaine Ex. Quisar. What a pure soule inherits here what innocence Sure I was blind when I first lov'd this fellow And long to live in that fogg stil how he blusters Ru. Am I your property or those your flatteries The banquets that ye bid me to the trust I build my goodly hopes on Quisar. Be more temperate Ru. Are these the shewes of your respect and favour What did he here what language had he with ye Did ye invite could ye stay no longer Is he so gratious in your eye Quisar. You are too forward Ru. Why at these private houres Quisar. You are too saucy Too impudent to taske me with those erours Do ye know what I am sir and my prerogative Though you be a thing I haue cal'd by th' name of friend I never taught you to dispose my liberty How durst you touch mine honour blot my meanings And name an action and of mine but noble Thou poore unworthy thing how have I grac'd thee How have I nourisht thee and raised thee hourely Are these the gratitudes you bring Ruy Dias The thankes the services I am fairely paid Was 't not enough I saw thou wert a Coward And shaddowed thee no noble sparkle in thee Dayly provok'd thee and still found thee coward Rais'd noble causes for thee strangers started at Yet still still still a Coward ever Coward And with those taints dost
ye Even from my heart I wish and wooe ye Ar. What sir Take heed how ye perswade me falsely then ye hate me Take heed how ye intrap me Kin. I advise ye And tenderly and truly I advise ye Both for your soules health and your safetie Ar. Stay And name my soule no more she is too precious Too glorious for your flatteries too secure too Go. Consider the reward sir and the honor That is prepared the glory you shall grow to Ar. They are not to be consider'd in these cases Not to be nam'd when soules are questioned They are vaine and flying vapors touch my life 'T is ready for ye put it to what test It shall please ye I am patient but for the rest You may remove rocks with your little fingers Or blow a mountaine out o' th' way with bellowes As soon as stir my faith use no more arguments Gov. We must use tortures then Arm. Your worst and paineful'st I am joyfull to accept Gov. You must the sharpest For such has been your hate against our deities Delivered openly your threats and scornings And either your repentance must be mighty Which is your free conversion to our customes Or equall punishment which is your life sir Arm. I am glad I have it for ye take it Priest And all the miseries that shall attend it Let the Gods glut themselves with Christian bloud It will be ask'd againe and so far followed So far reveng'd and with such holy justice Your Gods of gold shall melt and sinke before it Your Altars and your Temples shake to nothing And you false worshippers blind fooles of ceremony Shall seeke for holes to hide your heads and feares in For seas to swallow you from this destruction Darkenesse to dwell about ye and conceale ye Your mothers wombes agen Gov. Make the fires ready And bring the severall tortures out Quisar. Stand fast sir And feare 'em not you that have stept so nobly Into this pious triall start not now Keepe on your way a virgin will assist ye A virgin won by your faire constancy And glorying that she is won so will dye by ye I have touch'd ye every way tried ye most honest Perfect and good chaste blushing chaste and temperate Valiant without vaineglory modest stayed No rage or light affection ruling in you Indeed the perfect schoole of worth I find ye The temple of true honour Arm. Whether will she What do you infer by this faire argument Lady Quisar. Your faith and your religion must be like ye They that can shew you these must be pure mirrours When the streames flow cleare and faire what are fountaines I do embrace your faith sir and your fortune Go one I will assist ye I feele a sparkle here A lively sparke that kindles my affection And tels me it will rise to flames of glory Let 'em put on their angers suffer nobly Shew me the way and when I faint instruct me And if I follow not Arm. O blessed Lady Since thou art won let me begin my triumph Come clap your terrors on Quisar. All your fell tortures For there is nothing he shall suffer brother I sweare by new faith which is most sacred And I will keepe it so but I will follow in And follow to a scruple of affliction In spight of all your Gods without prevention Gov. Death she amazes me King What shall be done now Go. They must dye both And suddenly they will corrupt all else This woman makes me weary of my mischiefe She shakes me and she staggers me go in sir I 'le see the execution King Not so suddaine If they goe all my friends and sisters perish Gov. Wou'd I were safe at home agen Enter Messenger Mes Arme arme sir Seek for defence the Castle playes and thunders The Towne Rocks and the houses flye i th' aire The people dye for feare Captaine Ruy Dias Has made an Oath he will not leave a stone here No not the memory here has stood a City Unlesse Armusia be deliver'd fairely Kin. I have my feares what can our gods do now for us Gov. Be patient But keep him still he is a cure sir Against both rage and Cannon goe and fortifie Call in the Princesse make the Pallace sure And let 'em know you are a King look nobly And take your courage to ye keep close the prisoner And under command we are betray'd else Ar. How ioyfully I goe Quisar. Take my heart with thee Gov. I hold a Wolfe by the eare now Fortune free me Exeunt Enter foure Townes-men 1. Heaven blesse us What a thundring 's here what fire-spitting We cannot drinke but our Cans are mald amongst us 2. I wou'd they would mall our skores too Shame o' their Guns I thought they had been bird-pots Or great Candlecases how devilishly they bounce And how the Bullets borrow a piece of a house here There another and mend those up agen With another parish here flyes a poudring-tub The meat ready roasted there a barrel pissing vinegar And they two over-taking the top of a high Steeple Newly slic'd off for a sallet 3. A vengeance fire 'em 2. Nay they fire fast enough You need not help 'em 4. Are these the Portugall Bulls How loud they bellow 2. Their horns are plaguie strong they push down Pallaces They tosse our little habitations like whelps Like grindle-tailes with their heeles upward All the windowes i th' town dance a new trench-more 'T is like to prove a blessed age for Glasiers I met a hand and a Letter in 't in great haste And by and by a single leg running after it As if the Arme had forgot part of his arrant Heads she like foot-balls every where 1. What shall we doe 2. I care not my shop 's cancell'd And all the Pots and earthen pans in 't vanish't There was a single Bullet and they together by the eares You would have thought Tom Tumbler had been there And all his troop of devills 3. Let 's to the King And get this gentleman deliver'd handsomely By this hand there 's no walking above ground else 2. By this leg Let me sweare nimbly by it For I know not how long I shall owe it If I were out o th' Towne once if I came in agen to Fetch my breakfast I will give 'em leave to cram me With a Portugall pudding Come let 's doe any thing To appease this thunder Exeunt Enter Pyniero and Panura Pyn. Art sure it was that blinde priest Pan. Yes most certaine He has provok't all this the King is mercifull And wondrous loving but he fires him on still And when he cooles enrages him I know it Threatens new vengeance and the gods fierce justice When he but looks with faire eyes on Armusia Will lend him no time to relent my royall Mistris She has entertain'd a Christian hope Py. Speake truely Pan. Nay 't is most true but Lord how he lies at her And threatens her and flatters her and dams her And I
Say I and all I have Cel. I cannot love ye Without the breach of faith I cannot heare ye Ye hang upon my love like frosts on Lillies I can dye but I cannot love you are answer'd Exit Ant. I must find apter meanes I love her truly Exit Scaen. 2. Ent. Demetr Leon Lieut. Gent. Sold Host Dem. Hether doe you say she is come Host Yes sir I am sure on 't For whilst I waited on ye putting my wife in trust I know not by what meanes but the King found her And hether she was brought how or to what end Dem. My father found her Host So my wife informes me Dem. Leontius pray draw off the souldiers I would a while be private Leon. Fall off Gentlemen The Prince would be alone Ex. Leo Sol. Dem. Is he so cunning There is some tricke in this and you must know it And be an agent too which if it prove so Host Pull me to pieces sir Dem. My father found her My father brought her hither went she willingly Host My wife sayes full of doubts Dem. I cannot blame her No more there 's no trust no faith in mankinde Enter Antigonus Menippus Leontius Soldiers Ant. Keep her up close he must not come to see her You are welcome nobly now welcome home gentlemen You have done a courteous service on the Enemie Has tyed his faith for ever you shall find it Ye are not now in 's debt Son still your sad looks Leontius what 's the matter Leo. Truth sir I know not We have been merry since we went Lieu. I feele it Ant. Come what 's the matter now do you want money Sure he has heard o' th' wench Dem. Is that a want sir I would faine speake to your Grace Ant. You may doe freely Dem. And not deserve your anger Ant. That ye may too Dem. There was a gentle woman and somtimes my prisoner Which I thought well of sir your Grace conceives me Ant. I doe indeed and with much grief conceive ye With full as much griefe as your mother bare me There was such a woman would I might as well say There was no such Demetrius Dem. She was vertuous And therefore not unfit my youth to love her She was as faire Ant. Her beauty I 'le proclaime too To be as rich as ever raigned in woman But how she made that good the Devill knowes Dem. She was O heaven Ant. The hell to all thy glories Swallowed thy youth made shipwrack of thine honor She was a devill Dem. Ye are my father sir Ant. And since ye take a pride to shew your follies I 'le muster 'em and all the world shall view 'em Leo. What heate is this the Kings eyes speak his anger Ant. Thou hast abus'd thy youth drawn to thy fellowship In stead of arts and armes a womans kisses The subtilties and soft heates of a harlot Dem. Good sir mistake her not Ant. A Witch a Sorcerer I tell thee but the truth and heare Demetrius Which has so dealt upon thy bloud with charmes Devillish and darke so lockt up all thy vertues So pluckt thee backe from what thou sprungst from glorious In heaven that any tongue but his durst say this That any heart durst harbor it Dread Father If for the innocent the gods allow us To bend our knees Ant. Away thou art bewitched still Though she be dead her power still lives upon thee Dem. Dead O sacred sir dead did you say Ant. She is dead foole Dem. It is not possible be not so angry Say she is falne under your sad displeasure Or any thing but dead say she is banished Invent a crime and doe beleeve it sir Ant. Dead by the Law we found her hell and her I meane her charmes and spels for which she perish'd And she confest she drew thee to thy ruine And purpos'd it purpos'd my Empires overthrow Dem. But is she dead was there no pity sir If her youth err'd was there no mercy shewne her Did ye looke on her face when ye condemn'd her Ant. I look'd into her heart and there she was hideous Dem. Can she be dead can vertue fall untimely Ant. She is dead deservingly she died Dem. I have done then O matchlesse sweetnes whether art thou vanished O thou faire soule of all thy sex what Paradise Hast thou inrich'd and blest I am your sonne sir And to all you shall command stand most obedient Only a little time I must intreat you To study to forget her 't will not belong sir Nor I long after it art thou dead Celia Dead my poor wench my joy pluckt green with violence O faire sweet floure farwell Come thou destroyer Sorrow thou melter of the soule dwell with me Dwell with me solitarie thoughts teares cryings Nothing that loves the day love me or seeke me Nothing that loves his owne life haunt about me And Love I charge thee never charme mine eies more Nor ne're betray a beauty to my curses For I shall curse all now hate all forsweare all And all the brood of fruitfull nature vex at For she is gon that was all and I nothing Ex. Gen. Ant. This opinion must be maintained Men. It shall be sir Ant. Let him goe I can at mine owne pleasure Draw him to 'th right againe wait you instructions And see the souldier paid Leontius Once more ye are welcome home all All Health to your Majestie Exit Antig. c. Leo. Thou wentst along the journy how canst thou tell Host I did but I am sure 't is so had I staid behind I thinke this had not proved Leo. A wench the reason Lev. Who 's that talks of a wench there Leo. All this discontent About a wench Lieu. Where is this wench good Colonell Leo. Prethee hold thy peace who cals thee to counsell Lieu. Why if there be a wench Leo. 'T is fit thou know her Enter 2 Gen. That I 'le say for thee and as fit thou art for her Let her be mewed or stopt how is it Gentlemen 1. G. Hee 's wondrous discontent hee 'l speak to no man 2. G. Has taken his chamber close admits no entrance Teares in his eyes and cryings out Host 'T is so sir And now I wish my selfe half hang'd ere I went this journey Leo. What is this woman Lieu. I Host I cannot tell ye But hansome as heaven Lieu. She is not so high I hope sir Leo. Where is she Lieu. I that would be knowne Leo. Why sirrah Host I cannot show ye neither The King has now dispos'd of her Leo. There lyes the matter Will he admit none to come to comfort him 1. Gen. Not any neare nor let 'em knock their hearts out Will never speake Lieu. 'T is the best way if he have her For look you a man would be loath to be disturb'd in 's pastime 'T is every good mans case Leo. 'T is all thy living We must not suffer this we dare not suffer it For when these tender soules meet
now vowes should be cheerful things Done in the cleerest light and noblest testimony No vow deer Sir tye not my fair belief To such strict termes those men have broken credits Loose and dismembred faiths my deer Antonio That splinter 'em with vows am I not too bold Correct me when you please Ant. I had rather hear ye For so sweet Musick never struck mine eares yet Will you believe now Ism. Yes Ant. I am yours Ism. Speak lowder If ye answer the Priest so low you will lose your wedding Mar. Would I might speak I would holloa Ant. Take my heart And if it be not firm and honest to you Heaven Ism. Peace no more I 'll keep your heart and credit it Keep you your word when will you come again Friend For this time we have wooed indifferently I would fain see ye when I dare be bolder Ant. Why any night onely deer noble Mistris Pardon three daies my Uncle Julio Has bound me to attend him upon promise Upon expectation too we have rare sports there Rare Countrey sports I would you could but see 'em Dare ye so honour me Ism. I dare not be there You know I dare not no I must not friend Where I may come with honourable freedom Alas I am ill too wee in love Ant, You flowt me Ism. Trust me I do not I speak truth I am sickly And am in Love but you must be Physician Ant. I 'll make a plaister of my best affection Ism. Be gone we have supp'd I hear the people stir Take my best wishes give me no cause Antonio To curse this hapyy night Ant. I 'll lose my life first A thousand kisses Ism. Take ten thousand back again Mar. I am dumb with admiration shall we goe Sir Exeunt Ism. Dost thou know his Uncle Am. No but I can ask Cosen Ism. I 'll tell thee more of that come let 's to bed both And give me handsom dreams Love I beseech thee Am. Has given ye a handsom subject Ism. Pluck to the windows Exeunt Six Chaires placed at the Arras Actus secundus Scaena Prima Enter Bustofa Bust. The thundring Seas whose watry fire washes The whiting mops The gentle Whale whose feet so fell Flies ore the Mountains tops within Franio Fra. Boy Bust. The thundring Fra. Why boy Bustofa Bust. Here I am the gentle whale Ent. Franio Fra. Oh are you here Sir where 's your sister Bust. The gentle whale flies ore the mountain tops Fra. Where 's your sister man Bust. Washes the whiting-Mops Fr. Thou ly'st she has none to wash mops The boy is half way out of his wits sure Sirrha who am I Bust. The thundring Seas Fra. Mad stark mad Bust. Will you not give a man leave to con Fra. Yes and fesse too ere I have done with you Sirrha Am I your father Bust. The question is too hard for a child ask me any thing That I have learn'd and I 'll answer you Fra. Is that a hard question Sirrha am not I your Father Bust. If I had my mother-wit I could tell you Fra. Are you a thief Bust. So far forth as the son of a Miller Fra. Will you be hang'd Bust. Let it go by eldership The gentle Whale Fra. Sirrha lay by your foolish study there And beat your brains about your owne affairs or Bust. I thank you you 'ld have me goe under the sails And beat my brains about your mill a naturall Father you are Fran. I charge you go not to the sports to day Last night I gave you leave now I recant Bust. Is the wind turn'd since last night Fra. Marry is it Sir go no farther then my Mill There 's my command upon you Bust. I may go round about then as your Mill does I will see your Mill gelded and his Stones fryde in steaks Ere I deceive the Countrey so have I not my part to study How shall the sports go forward if I be not there Fra. They 'll want their fool indeed if thou bee'st not there Bust. Consider that and go your self Fra. I have fears Sir that I cannot utter You go not nor your Sister there 's my charge Bust. The price of your golden thumb cannot hold me Fra. I this was sport that I have tightly lov'd I could have kept company with the Hounds Bust. You are fit for no other company yet Fra. Run with the Hare and bin in the whore's tayl 'y faith Bust. That was before I was born Ent. Otrante and Gerasto I did ever mistrust I was a Bastard Because Lapis is in the singular number with me Otr. Leave thou that gun Gerasto and chase here Do thou but follow it with my desires Thou 'lt not return home emptie Ger. I am prepard My Lord wjth advantages and see Yonder 's the subject I must work upon Otr. Her Brother 't is methinks it should be easie That grosse compound cannot but diffuse The soul in such a latitude of ease As to make dull her faculties and lazie What wit above the least can be in him That Reason ties together Ger. I have prov'd it Sir And know the depth of it I have the way To make him follow me a hackney-pace With all that flesh about him yes and dragge His Sister after him This baytes the old one Rid you him and leave me to the other Exit Otr. 'T is well O Franio the good day to you You were not wont to hear this musick standing The Beagle and the Bugle ye have lov'd In the first rank of Huntsmen Bust. The doggs cry out of him now Fra. Sirrha leave your barking I 'll bite you else Bust. Curre Curre Fra. Slave do'st call me dog Otr. Oh fie Sir he speaks Latine to you He would know why you 'll bite him Bust. Responde cur You see his understanding my Lord Fra. I shall have a time to curry you for this But my Lord to answer you the daies have been I must have footed it before this Horn-pipe Though I had hazarded my Mill a fire And let the stones grinde empty but those dancings Are done with me I have good will to it still And that 's the best I can do Otr. Come come you shall be hors'd Your company deserves him though you kil him Run him blind I care not Bust. Hee 'll do 't o'purpose my Lord to bring him up to the Mill Fra. Do not tempt me too far my Lord Otr. There 's a foot i' th' stirrop I 'll not leave you now You shall see the Game fall once again Fra. Well my Lord I 'll make ready my leggs for you And try 'em once a horsback sirra my charge keep it Exit Bust. Yes when you pare down your dish for conscience sake When your thumb 's coyn'd into bone legalis When you are a true man-Miller Otr. What 's the matter Bustofa Bust. My Lord if you have ere a drunken Jade that has the staggers That will fall twice the height of our Mill with him set him O' th'
'em some victuals and wine to cheer their hearts quick Hang up poor pilchers 2. Soul This is the bravest Captain Nen. Caratach I 'll leave you to your will Car. I 'll answer all Sir 2. Daugh. Let 's up and view his entertainment of 'em I am glad they are shifted any way their tongues else would still have murdred us 1. Daugh. Let 's up and see it Exeunt Enter Hengo Car. Sit down poor knaves why where 's this wine and victuals who waites there Suit within Sir 't is coming Hen. Who are these Uncle Car. They are Romans Boy Hen. Are these they that vex mine Aunt so can these fight they look like emptie scabbards all no mettle in 'em like men of clouts set to keep crows from orchards why I dare fight with these Car. That 's my good chicken And how do ye how do you feel your stomacks Jud. Wondrous apt Sir as shall appear when time calls Car. That 's wel down with 't a little grace will serve your turns eat softly you 'll choak ye knaves else give 'em wine Jud. Not yet Sir we 're even a little busie Hen. Can that fellow do any thing but eat thou fellow Jud. Away Boy away this is no boyes play Hen. By Uncle if his valour lie in 's teeth he 's the most valiant Car. I am glad to hear ye talk Sir Hen. Good Uncle tell me What 's the price of a couple of cramm'd Romans Car. Some twenty Britains boy these are good soldiers Hen. Do not the cowards eat hard too Car. No more boy Come I 'll sit with you too sit down by me boy Jud. Pray bring your dish then Car. Hearty knaves More meat there 1. Soul That 's a good hearing Car. Stay now and pledge me Jud. This little piece Sir Car. By square eaters More meat I say upon my conscience the poor Rogues have not eat this month how terribly they charge upon their victuals dare ye fight thus Jud. Beleeve it sir like devils Car. Wel said famine Here 's to thy General Jud. Most excellent Captain I wil now pledge thee Car. And to morrow night say to him His head is mine Jud. I can assure ye Captain He wil not give it for this washing Car. Wel said Daughters above 1. Daugh. Here 's a strange entertainment how the theeves drink 2. Daug. Danger is dry they look'd for colder liquor Car. Fil 'em more wine give 'em ful bowls which of you all now in recompence of this good dare but give me a sound knock in the Battell Jud. Delicate Captain to doe thee a sufficient recompence I 'll knock thy brains out Car. Do it Hen. Thou dar'st as well be damn'd thou knock his brains out thou skin of man Uncle I will not hear this Jud. Tie up your whelp Hen. Thou kill my Uncle Would I had but a sword for thy sake thou dry'd dog Car. What a mettle this little vermine caries Hen. Kill mine Uncle Car. He shall not child Hen. He cannot he 's a Rogue an onely eating Rogue Kill my sweet Uncle oh that I were a man Jud. By this wine which I will drink to Captain Junius who loves the Queens most excellent Majesties little daughter most sweetly and most fearfully I will do it Hen. Uncle I 'll kill him with a great pin Car. No more Boy I 'll pledge thy Captain To ye all good Fellows 2. Daugh. In love with me that love shall cost your lives all Come Sister and advise me I have here a way to make an easie conquest of 'em if fortune favour me Car. Let 's see ye sweat to morrow blood and spirit Boyes this wine turn'd to sterne valour 1. Soul Heark ye Judas if he should hang us after all this Jud. Let him I 'll hang like a Gentleman and a Roman Car. Take away there they have enough Jud. Captain wee thank you heartily for your good cheer and if we meet to morrow one of us payes for 't Car. Get 'em guides their wine Enter 2d Daughter and a Servant has over master'd 'em 2. Daugh. That hungry fellow with the red beard there give it him and this to see it well deliverd Car. Farewell knaves speak nobly of us keep your words to morrow Enter a Guide and doe something worthy your meat Go guide 'em and see 'em fairly onward Jud. Meaning me Sir Serv. The same The youngest daughter to the Queen intreats ye to give this privately to Captain Junius this for your pains Jud. I rest her humble servant Commend me to thy Lady Keep your files boyes Serv. I must instruct ye farther Jud. Keep your files there Order sweet friends faces about now Guide Here Sir here lies your way Jud. Blesse the founders I say Fairly good souldiers fairly march now close boyes Exeunt Scaena quarta Enter Swetonius Petillius Demetrius Decius Macer Swet. Bid me be wise and keep me where I am and so be safe not come because commanded Was it not thus Ma. It was Sir Petill. What now think ye Swet. Must come so hainous to him so distastefull Petill. Give me my money Dem. I confesse 't is due Sir and presently I 'll pay it Swet. His obedience so blind at his yeers and experience it cannot find where to be tendred Ma. Sir the Regiment was willing and advanc'd too the Captains at all points steel'd up their preparations full of resolve and confidence Youth and fire like the fair breaking of a glorious day guilded their Falanx when the angrie Penyus stept like a stormy cloud 'twixt them and hopes Swet. And stopt their resolutions Ma. True his reason to them was ods and ods so infinite discretion durst not look upon Swet. Well Penyus I cannot think thee coward yet and treacherous I dare not think thou hast lopt a limb off from me and let it be thy glory thou wast stubborn thy wisdome that thou leftst thy Generall naked Yet ere the Sun set I shall make thee see all valour dwels not in thee all command in one experience Thou wilt too late repent this and wish I must come up had been thy blessing Petill. Let 's force him Swet. No by no means he 's a torrent we cannot easily stemme Petill. I think a Traitor Swet. No il words let his own shame first revile him That wine I have see it Demetrius distributed amongst the souldiers to make 'em high and lustie when that 's done Petillius give the word through that the Eagles may presently advance no man discover upon his life the enemies full strength but make it of no value Decius are your starv'd people yet come home Dec. I hope so Swet. Keep 'em in more obedience This is no time to chide I could be angry else and say more to ye But come let 's order all whose sword is sharpest and valour equall to his sword this day shall be my saint Petill. We shall be holy all then Exeunt Enter Judas and his company Jud. Captain Captain I have brought 'em off again
strike five blows for 't weigh the good the generall good may come Dec. Away I 'll with ye but with what doubt Jun. Fear not my soul for all Exeunt Alarms Drums and Trumpets in severall places afar off as at a main Battell Scaena quinta Enter Drusus and Penyus above Dru. Here ye may see 'em all Sir from this hill the Country shews off levell Pen. Gods defend me what multitudes they are what infinites the Roman power shews like a little Star hedg'd with a double halloa Now the knell rings Loud Shouts Heark how they shout to th' battell how the air totters and reels and rends apieces Drusus with the huge vollied clamours Dru. Now they charge oh gods of all sides fearfully Pen. Little Rome stand but this growing Hydra one short hour and thou hast out-done Hercules Dru. The dust hides 'em we cannot see what follows Pen. They are gone gone swallow'd Drusus this eternall Sun shall never see 'em march more Dru. O turn this way and see a modell of the field some forty against four hundred Pen. Well fought bravely follow'd O nobly charg'd again charg'd home too Drusus they seem to carry it now they charge all Loud close close I say they follow it ye gods Can there be more in men more daring spirits stil they make good their fortunes Now they are gone too for ever gone see Drusus at their backs a fearfull Ambush rises Farewell valours excellent valours O Rome Where 's thy wisdome Dru. They are gone indeed Sir Pen. Look out toward the Army I am heavie with these slaughters Dru. 'T is the same still cover'd with dust and fury Enter the two Daughters with Junius Curius Decius and Souldiers 2. Daugh. Bring 'em in tie 'em and then unarm 'em 1. Daugh. Valiant Romans ye are welcome to your Loves 2. Daugh. Your death fools Dec. We deserve 'em and women do your worst 1. Daug. Ye need not beg it 2. Daug. Which is kinde Junius Serv. This 2 Dau. Are you my sweet heart It looks ill on 't how long is 't pretty soul since you and I first lov'd Had we not reason to doat extreamly upon one another How does my Love this is not he my chicken could prate finely sing a love-song Jun. Monster 2. Daugh. Oh now it courts Jun. Arm'd with more malice then he that got thee has the divell 2. Daugh. Good Proceed sweet Chick Jun. I hate thee that 's my last 2. Daug. Nay and ye love me forward No Come sister let 's prick our answers on our arrows points and make 'em laugh a little Ye damn'd Leachers ye proud improvident fools have we now caught ye are ye i' th' noose Since ye are such loving creatures wee 'll be your Cupids Do ye see these arrows wee 'll send 'em to your wanton livers goats 1. Dau. O how I 'll trample on your hearts ye villains ambitious salt-itcht slaves Romes master sins the mountain Rams topt your hot mothers 2. Daugh. Dogs to whose brave Founders a salt whore gave suck theeves honours hangmen do ye grin perdition take me for ever if in my fell anger Enter Caratach I doe not out-doe all example Car. Where where are these Ladies ye keep noble quarter your mother thinks ye dead or taken upon which she will not move her Battell Sure these faces I have beheld and known they are Roman Leaders How came they here 2. Daugh. A trick Sir that we us'd a certain policie conducted 'em unto our snare we have done ye no small service these us'd as we intend we are for th' battell Car. As you intend taken by treachery 1. Daugh. Is 't not allow'd Car. Those that should gild our Conquest make up a Battell worthie of our winning catch'd up by craft 2. Daugh. By any means that 's lawfull Car. A womans wisdome in our triumphs Out out ye sluts ye follies from our swords filch our revenges basely Arm again Gentlemen Souldiers I charge ye help 'em 2. Daugh. By Uncle we will have vengeance for our rapes Car. By you should have kept your legs close then dispatch there 1. Daugh. I will not off thus Car. He that stirs to execute or she though it be your selves by him that got me shall quickly feel mine anger one great day given us not to be snatch'd out of our hands but basely and must we shame the gods from whence we have it with setting snares for Souldiers I 'll run away first be hooted at and children call me coward before I set up scales for Victories Give 'em their swords 2. Daug. O gods Car. Bear off the women unto their Mother 2. Daug. One shot gentle Uncle Car. One cut her fiddle-string Beat 'em off I say 1. Dau. The take this fortune Cara. Learn to spin and curse your knotted hemp goe Gentlemen Exeunt Daughters safely go off up to your troops be wiser there thank me like tall Souldiers I shall seek ye Exit Caratach Cur. A noble worth Dec. Well Junius Jun. Pray ye no more Cur. He blushes do not load him Dec. Where 's your love now Drums loud again Jun. Puffe there it flies Come let 's redeem our follies Exeunt Junius Curius Decius Dru. Awake Sir yet the Roman Bodie 's whole I see 'em cleer again Pen. Whole 't is not possible Drusus they must be lost Dru. By they are whole Sir and in brave doing see they wheel about to gain more ground Pen. But see there Drusus see see that huge Battell moving from the mountains their gilt coats shine like Dragons scales their march like a rough tumbling storm see them and view 'em and then see Rome no more say they faile look look where the armed carts stand a new Army look how they hang like falling rocks as murdring death rides in triumph Drusus fell destruction lashes his fiery horse and round about him his many thousand wayes to let out soules Move me again when they charge when the mountain melts under their hot wheels and from their Ax'trees huge claps of thunder plough the ground before 'em till then I 'll dream what Rome was Enter Swetonius Petillius Demetrius Macer Swet. O bravely fought honour till now nere show'd her golden face i' th' field Like lions Gentlemen y' have held your heads up this day Where 's yong Junius Curius and Decius Petill. Gone to heaven I think Sir Sw. Their worths go with 'em breath a while How do ye Pet. Wel some few scurvie wounds my heart 's whole yet Dem. Would they would give us more ground Swet. Give wee 'll have it Petill. Have it and hold it too despight the divell Enter Junius Decius Curius Jun. Lead up to th' head and line sure the Qs. Battell begins to charge like wild-fire Where 's the Generall Swet. Oh they are living yet Come my brave souldiers come let me powr Romes blessing on ye Live live and lead Armies all ye bleed hard Jun. Best wee shall appear the sterner to the foe Dec. More
wicknesse I 'le sink his cursed soule guid my hand heaven And to my tender arm give strength and fortun That I may doe a pious deed all ages Shall blesse my name for all remembrance Crown me Vir. It shall be so Jul. It shall not take that token And beare it the lustfull Arms of Martia Tell her for Virolets deare sake I sent it Vir. O I am happy let me see thee That I may blesse the hand that gave me liberty O courteous hand nay thou hast done most nobly And heaven has guided thee 't was their great justice O blessed wound that I could come to kisse thee How beautifull and sweet thou shewest Jul. Oh! Vir. Sighe not Nor weep not Deare shed not those soveraign Balsoms Into my blood which must recover me Then I shall live again to doe a mischiefe Against the mightinesse of love and vertue Some base unhallowed hand shall rob thy right off Help me I faint so Iul. O unhappy wench How has my zeale abus'd me you that guard vertue Were ye asleep or doe you laugh at innocence You suffer'd this mistake O my deare Virolet An everlasting curse follow that forme I strook thee in his name ever blasted For his accursed shadow has betrayed The sweetnesse of all youth the noblenesse The honour and the valor wither'd for ever The beauty and the bravery of all mankind O my dull devils eyes Vir. I doe forgive you By this and this I doe I know you were cozend The shadow of Ronvere I know you aym'd at And not at me but 't was most necessary I should be struk some hand above directed you For Juliana could not shew her justice Without depriving high heaven of his glory Or any subject fit for her but Virolet Forgive me too and take my last breath sweet one This the new marriage of our soules together Thinke of me Iuliana but not often For feare my faults should burthen your affections Pray for me for I faint Vir. O stay a little A little little Sir Iul. Fye Iuliana Iul. Shall I outlive the vertue I have murderd Vir. Hold or thou hatest my peace give me the dagger On your obedience and your love deliver it If you doe thus we shall not meet in heaven sweet No guilty blood comes there kill your intentions And then you conquer there where I am going Would you not meet me Deare Jul. Yes Vir. And still love me Iul. And still behold you Vir. Live then till heaven cals you Then ripe and full of sweetnesse you rise Sainted Then I that went before you to prepare Shall meet and welcome you and daily court you With Hymnes of holy Love I goe out Give me your hand farewell in peace farewell Remember me farewell dyes Iul. Sleep you sweet glasses An everlasting slumber Crown those Christals All my delight adue farewell Deare Virolet Deare Deare most Deare O I can weep no more My body now is fire and all consuming Here will I sit forget the world and all things And onely waite what heaven shall turne me to For now me thinkes I should not live She sits down Enter Pandulfo Pand. O my sweet daughter The worke is finisht now I promis'd thee Here are thy vertues shewed here register'd And here shall live for ever Iul. Blot it burne it I have no vertue hatefull I am as hell is Pand. Is not this Virolet Vir. Aske no more questions Mistaking him I kil'd him Pand. O my Sonne Nature turnes to my heart again my deare Sonne Sonne of my age would'st thou goe out so quickly So poorly take thy leave and never see me Was this a kind stroake daughter could you love him Honour his Father and so deadly strike him O wither'd timelesse youth are all thy promises Thy goodly growth of Honors come to this Doe I halt still i th' world and trouble nature When her maine pieces founder and faile daily Enter Boy and three Servants Boy he does weep certain what bodies that lies by him How doe you Sir Pand. O look there Lucio Thy Master thy best Master Boy Woe is me They have kill'd him slaine him basely O my Master Pand. Well daughter well what heart you had to do this I know he did you wrong but 't was his fortune And not his fault for my sake that have lov'd you But I see now you scorne me too Boy O Mistrisse Can you sit there and his cold body breathlesse Basely upon the earth Pand. Let her alone Boy She glories in his end Boy You shall not sit here And suffer him you loved ha good Sir come hither Come hither quickly heave her up O heaven Sir O God my heart she 's cold cold and stiffe too Stiffe as a stake she 's dead Pand. She 's gone ne re bend her I know her heart she could not want his company Blessing goe with thy soule sweet Angels shadow it O that I were the third now what a happinesse But I must live to see you layed in earth both Then build a Chapell to your memories Where all my wealth shall fashion out your storyes Then digge a little grave besides and all 's done How sweet she looks her eyes are open smiling I thought she had been alive you are my charge Sir And amongst you I 'le see his goods distributed Take up the bodies mourn in heart my friends You have lost two Noble succors follow me And thou sad Country weepe this misery Exeunt Enter Sess. Boitswaine Master Gunner Citizens and Souldiers as many as may be Sess. Keep the Ports strongly mand and let none enter But such as are known Patriots All Liberty liberty Sess. 'T is a substantiall thing and not a word You men of Naples which if once taken from us All other blessings leave us 't is a Jewell Worth purchasing at the dear rate of life And so to be defended O remember What you have suffer'd since you parted with it And if again you wish not to be slaves And properties to Ferrands pride and lust Take noble courage and make perfect what Is happily begun 1. Cit. Our great preserver You have infranchis'd us from wretched bondage 2. Cit. And might be known to whom we owe our freedome We to the death would follow him 3. Cit. Make him King The Tyrant once remov'd Sess. That 's not my end 'T was not ambition that brought me hither With these my faithfull friends nor hope of spoile For when we did possesse the Tyrants treasure By force extorted from you and employed To load you with most miserable thraldome We did not make it ours but with it purchas'd The help of these to get you liberty That for the same price kept you in subjection Nor are we Switzers worthy Country-men But Neapolitans now eye me well And tho the reverend Emblems of mine age My Silver locks are shorne my beard cut off Partaking yet of an adulterate Colour Tho 14. yeares you have not seen this face You may remember it and call
mountaines rise and tumble Upon a Dolphins back I le make all tremble For I am Neptune Mast. Now what think ye of him 2 Gent. A las poore man Scho. Your Barke shall plough through all And not a Surge so saucy to disturbe her I le see her safe my power shall saile before her Down ye angry waters all Ye loud whistling whirlwinds fall Down ye proud Waves ye stormes cease I command ye be at peace Fright not with your churlish Notes Nor bruise the Keele of Bark that flotes No devouring Fish come nigh Nor Monster in my Empery Once shew his head or terror bring But let the weary Saylor sing Amphitrite with white armes Srike my Lute I le sing Charmes Mast. He must have Musicke now I must observe him His fit will grow to full else Musick Song 2 Gent. I must pitty him Mast. Now he will in himselfe most quietly And clean forget all as he had done nothing 1 Gent. We are sorry sir and we have seen a wonder From this houre we 'l believe and so we 'l leave ye Exit Ped. This was a strange fit Mast. Did ye marke him sir Ped. He might have cozen'd me with his behaviour Mast. Many have sworn him right and I have thought so Yet on a sudden from some word or other When no man could expect a fit he has flown out I dare not give him will Enter Alinda Ped. Pray Heaven recover him Alin. Must I come in too Mast. No my pretty Lad Keep in thy chamber Boy shalt have thy supper Ped. I pray ye what is he sir Mast. A strange boy that last night Was found i' th' Town a little craz'd distracted And so sent hither Ped. How the pretty knave looks And playes and peepes upon me sure such eyes I have seen and lov'd what fair hands certainly Mast. Good sir you 'l make him worse Ped. I pray believe not Alas why should I hurt him how he smiles The very shape and sweetnesse of Alinda Let me look once againe were it in such clothes As when I saw her last this must be she How tenderly it stroakes me Mast. Pray ye be mild sir I must attend elsewhere Exit Ped. Pray ye be secure sir What would ye say how my heart beates and trembles He holds me hard by th' hand O my life her flesh too I know not what to think her teares her true ones Pure orient teares Hark doe you know me little one Alin. O Pedro Pedro Ped. O my soule Gent. What fit 's this The Pilgrimes off the hooks too Alin. Let me hold thee And now come all the world and all that hate me Ped. Be wise and not discovered O how I love ye How doe ye now Alin. I have been miserable But your most vertuous eyes have cur'd me Pedro Pray ye thinke it no immodesty I kisse ye My head 's wild still Ped. Be not so full of passion Nor do not hang so greedily upon me T will be ill taken Alin. Are ye weary of me I will hang here eternally kisse ever And weep away for joy Enter Master Mast. I told ye sir What ye would doe for shame doe not afflict him You have drawn his fit upon him fearfully Either depart and presently I le force ye else Who waits within Enter two Keepers to fetch 'em off Ped. Alas good sir This is the way never to hope recovery Stay but one minute more I le complaine to the Governour Bring in the boy doe you see how he swels and teares himselfe Is this your cure Be gon if the boy miscarry Let me nere find you more for I le so hamper ye Gent. You were too blame too rash Ped. Farewell for ever Exeunt Actus quartus Scaena prima Enter Alphonso Gent. Juletta Gent. You are now within a mile o th' Towne sir if my businesse Would give me leave I would turne and waite upon ye But for such Gentlemen as you enquire of Certaine I saw none such But for the boy ye spoke of I will not say t is he but such a one Just of that height Alph. In such clothes Gent. I much mistake else Was sent in th' other night a little maddish And where such people waite their cures Alp. I understand ye Gent. There you may quickly know Alp. I thanke ye sir Jul. So doe I to and if there be such a place I aske no more but you shall heare more of me She may be there and you may play the tyrant I le see what I can doe I am almost foundred In following him and yet I le never leave him I le crawle of all foure first my cause is meritorious And come what can come Gent. All you have told me is certaine Complexion and all else Alph. It may be she then And I le so fumble her Is she growne mad now Is her blood set so high I le have her madded I le have her worm'd Jul. Marke but the end old Master If thou beest not sicke o th' Bots within these five hours And kickst and roar'st I le make ye fart fire Signior Enter Alinda at a foole Gent. Here 's one o th' house a foole an idiot sir May be she is going home she 'l be a guide to ye And so I kisse your hand Exit Alph. I am your servant Alin. O now I am lost lost lost Lord how I tremble My father arm'd in all his hates and angers This is more misery then I have scap'd yet Alp. Foole foole Alin. He knows me not will ye give me two-pence And gaffer here 's a Crow-flower and a Dazie I have some pie in my pocket too Alp. This is an arrant foole An ignorant thing Alin. Believe so and I am happy Alp. Dost thou dwell in Sigonia foole Alin. No no I dwell in Heaven And I have a fine little house made of Marmalad And I am a lone woman and I spin for Saint Peter I have a hundred little children and they sing Psalmes with me Alp. T is pity this pretty thing should want understanding But why doe I stand talking with a coxcombe If I doe finde her if I light upon her I le say no more Is this the way to th' Town foole Alin. You must goe over the top of that high steeple Gaffer Alp. A plague o' your fooles face Jul. No take her counsell Alin. And then you shall come to a River twenty mile over And twenty mile ten and then you must pray Gaffer And still you must pray and pray Alp. Pray Heaven deliver me From such an asse as thou art Alin. Amen sweet Gaffer And fling a sop of Suger-cake into it And then you must leap in naked Jul. Would he would believe her Alin. And sink seven daies together can ye sinck gaffer Alp. Yes coxcombe yes prethee farewell a pox on thee A plague o' that foole too that set me upon thee Alin. And then I le bring you a sup of Milke shal sarve ye I am going to get
Sometimes I doe Sir teach 'em the way through ditches And how to breake their worships skins and notes Against old broken Stiles and Stumps Alph. A fine art I feele it in my bones yet Iul. I am a Drum Sir A Drum at mid-night ran tan tan tan tan Sir Do you take me for Iuletta I am a Page Sir That brought a letter from the Duke of Medina To have one senior Alphonso just such another As your old worship worm'd for running mad Sir Alas you are mistaken Alph. Thou art the devill And so thou hast used me Iul. I am any thing An old woman that tels fortunes Rodo. Ha Iul And frights good people And sends them to Segonia for their fortunes I am strange ayers and excellent sweet voyces I am any thing to doe her good beleeve me She now recovered and her wishes crown'd I am Iuletta againe pray sir forgive me Alph. I dare not doe otherwise for fear thou should'st still follow me Prethee be forgiven and I prethee forgive me too And if any of you will marry her Iul. No I beseech you Sir My Mistresse is my husband with her I 'le dwell still And when you play any more prancks you know where to have me Pedro. You know him Sir Gov. Know him and much lament him The Kings incens'd much much Sir I can assure you Ped. Noble Governour Gov. But since he is your friend and now appeares In honour of this day and love to you sir I 'le try the power I have to the pinch I 'le put it Here 's my hand Roderigo I 'le set you faire again Rod. And here 's mine to be true and full of Service Gov. Your people too shall have their generall pardons We 'll have all peace and love Rod. All shall pray for you Gov. To my house now and suite you to your worths Off with these weeds and appeare glorious Then to the Priest that shall attend us here And this be stil'd Loves new and happy yeare Rod. The Kings and Queenes two noble honors meet To grace this day two true loves at their feet Alph. Well well since wedding will come after wooing Give me some Rose-Mary and let 's be going Exeunt FINIS The Knight of Malta Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Mountferrat Mount DAres she despise me thus me that with spoile And hazardous exploits full sixteene yeeres Have led as hand-maides Fortune Victory Whom the Maltezi call my servitors Tempests I have subdude and fought 'em calme Out-lightened lightning in my Chilvalry Rid tame as patience billowes that kick'd heaven Whistl'd enraged Boreas till his gusts Were growne so gentle that he seem'd to sigh Because he could not show the ayr my keele And yet I cannot conquer her bright eyes Which though they blaze both comfort and invite Neither by force nor fraud passe through her eare Whose guard it onely blushing Innocence To take the least possession of her heart Did I attempt her with a thred-bare name unnapt with meritorious actions She might with colour dis-allow my suit But by the honour of this Christian crosse In blood of Infidels so often dyde Which mine own soul and sword hath fixed here And neither favour nor births priviledge Oriana shall confesse although she be Valetias Sister our Grand-Master here The wages of scorn'd Love is banefull hate Enter Rocca And if I rule not her I 'le rule her fate Rocca my trusty Servant welcome Rocca Sir I wish my newes deserv'd it haplesse I That being lov'd and trusted faile to bring The loving answer that you doe expect Mount Why speak'st thou from me thy pleas'd eyes send forth Beames brighter then the star that ushers day Thy smiles restore sick expectation Roc. I bring you Sir her smiles not mine Mount Her smiles Why they are presents for Kings eldest Sonnes Great Solyman that wearies his hot eyes But to peruse his deck'd Ceraglio When from the number of his Concubines He chooseth one for that night in his pride Of them wives wealth is not so rich as I In this one smile from Oriana sent Roc. Sir fare ye well Mount Oh Rocca thou art wise And would'st not have the torrent of my joy Ruin me headlong aptly thou conceiv'st If one reviving smile can raise me thus What trances will the sweet words which thou bring'st Cast me into I felt my dearest friend No more my Servant when I employ'd thee That knew'st to look and speak as Lovers should And carry faithfully thy Masters sighes That it must worke some heat in her cold heart And all my labours now come fraughted home With ten fold prize Roc. Will you yet heare me Mount Yes But take heed gentle Rocca that thou do'st Tenderly by degrees assault mine eares With her consent now to embrace my love For thou well know'st I have been so plundg'd so torne With her resolv'd reject and neglect That to report her soft acceptance now Will stupifie sence in me if not kill Why shew'st thou this distemper Roc. Draw your sword And when I with my breath have blasted you Kill me with it I bring you smiles of pitty not affection For such she sent Mount Oh! can she pitty me Of all the pathes lead to a womans love Pittie 's the streightest Roc. Waken Sir and know That her contempt if you can name it so Continues still she bids you throw your Pearle Into strong streames and hope to turn them so Ere her to foule dishonour write your plaints In rocks of Corall grow'n above the Sea Them hope to soften to compassion Or change their modest blush to love sick pale Ere worke her to your impious requests All your loose thoughts she chides you home againe But with such calme behaviour and milde lookes She gentlier denies then others grant For just as others love so doth she hate She sayes that by your order you are bound From marrying ever and much marvels then You would thus violate her and your own faith That being the virgin you should now protect Hitherto she professes she has conceal'd Your lustfull Batteries but the next she vowes In open Hall before the honour'd crosse And her great brother she will quite disclose Calling for justice to your utter shame Mount Hence find the Blackamore that waits upon her Bring her unto me she doth love me yet And I must her now at least seeme to do Cupid thy brands that glow thus in my veines I will with blood extinguish ar't not gone Shall my desires like beggars waite at dore Whil'st any others revell in her breast Sweat on my spirits know thou trickt up toy My love 's a violent flood where thou art falne Enter Astorius and Castriot Playing with which tide thou 'dst bin gently toss'd But crossing it thou art o're whelm'd and lost Cast. Mounsieur good day Ast. Good morrow valiant Knight What are you for this great solemnity This morne intended Mount What solemnity Ast. The investing of the Martiall Spaniard Peter Gomera with our Christian
thy sake vild creature For all I have done well in in my life I have dig'd a grave all buried in a wife For thee I have defi'd my constant Mistris That never fail'd her servant glorious war For thee refus'd the fellowship of an Order Which Princes through all dangers have been proud To fetch as far as from Jerusalem And am I thus rewarded Vel. By all goodnesse You wrong my Lady and deserve her not When you are at your best repent your rashnesse T wil show well in you Abd. Do and aske her pardon Ori. No I have liv'd too long to have my faith My tri'd faith call'd in question and by him That should know true affection is too tender To suffer an unkind touch without ruine Study ingratitude all from my example For to be thankfull now is to be false But be it so let me die I see you wish it Yet dead for truth and pities sake report What weapon you made choice of when you kild me Vel. She faints Abd. What have ye done Ori. My last breath cannot Be better spent then to say I forgive you Nor is my death untimely since with me I take along what might have been hereafter In scorn delivered for the doubtfull issue Of a suspected mother Vel. Oh she 's gone Abd. For ever gone Are you a man Gom. I grow here Abd. Open her mouth and powre this Cordiall in it If any spark of life be unquench'd in her This will recover her Vel. T is all in vain She 's stiffe already live I and she dead Gom. How like a murtherer I stand look up And heare me curse my selfe or but behold The vengance I wilt take for 't Oriana And then in peace forsake me Jealousie Thou loathsome vomit of the fiends below What desperate hunger made me to receive thee Into my heart and soule I let thee forth And so in death finde ease and do's ray fault then Deserve no greater punishment no I le live To keep thee for a fury to torment me And make me know what hell is on the earth All joyes and hopes forsake me all mens malice And all the plagues they can inflict I wish it Fall thick upon me Let my teares be laught at And may my enemies smile to heare me groane And dead may I be pitied of none Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Collonna and Lucinda Luc. Pray you sir why was the Ordnance of the Fort Discharg'd so sodainly Col. T was the Governours pleasure In honour of the Dane a custome us'd To speake a Souldiers welcome Luc. T is a fit one But is my Master here too Col. Three daies since Luc. Might I demand without offence so much Is 't pride in him however now a slave That I am not admitted to his presence Col. His curtesie to you and to mankind May easily resolve you he is free From that poore vice which onely empty men Esteem a vertue Luc. What 's the reason then As you imagine sir Col. Why I will tell you You are a woman of a tempting beauty And he however vertuous as a man Subject to humane frailties and how far They may prevaile upon him should he see you He is not ignorant and therefore chooses With care t' avoyd the cause that may produce Some strange effect which wil not well keep ranck With the rare temperance which is admired In his life hitherto Luc. This much increases My strong desire to see him Col. It should rather Teach you to thank the Prophet that you worship That you are such a mans who though he may Do any thing which youth and heat of blood Invites him to yet dares not give way to them Your entertainment 's Noble and not like Your present fortune and it all those teares Which made grief lovely in you in the relation Of the sad story that forc'd me to weep too Your husbands hard fate were not counterfeit You should rejoyce that you have means to pay A chast life to his memory and bring to him Those sweets which while he liv'd he could not taste of But if you wantonly bestow them on Another man you offer violence To him though dead and his griev'd spirit will suffer For your immodest loosnesse Luc. Why I hope sir My willingnesse to looke on him to whom I owe my life and service is no proofe Of any unchast purpose Col. So I wish too And in the confidence it is not Lady I dare the better tell you he will see you This night in which by him I am commanded To bring you to his chamber to what end I easily should guesse were I Miranda And therefore though I can yeild little reason But in a generall love to womens goodnesse Why I should be so tender of your honour I willingly would bestow some counsaile of you And would you follow it Luc. Let me first heare it And then I can resolve you Col. My advice then Is that you would not as most Ladies use When they prepare themselves for such encounters Study to adde by artificiall dressings To native excellence yours without help But seen as it is now would make a Hermit Leave his deaths head change his after hopes Of endlesse comforts for a few short minutes Of present pleasures to prevent which Lady Practice to take away from your perfections And to preserve your chastity unstain'd The most deform'd shape that you can put on To cloud your bodies faire gifts or your minds It being laboured to so chaste an end Will prove the fairest ornament Luc. To take from The workmanship of Heaven is an offence As great as to endeavour to adde to it Of which I le not be guilty Chastity That lodges in deformity appeares rather A mulct impos'd by nature then a blessing And t is commendable onely when it conquers Though nere so oft assaulted in resistance For me I le therefore so dispose my selfe That if I hold out it shall be with honour Or if I yeeld Miranda shall finde something To make him love his victory Exit Col. With what cunning This woman argues for her own damnation Nor should I hold it for a miracle Since they are all born Sophisters to maintaine That lust is lawfull and the end and use Of their creation would I never had Hop'd better of her or could not believe Though seen the mine I must ever grieve Exit Scaena Quarta Enter Miranda Norandine Servants with lights Mir. I le see you in your chamber A Table out tow stools Nor. Pray ye no farther It is a ceremony I expect not I am no stranger here I know my lodging And have slept soundly there when the Turks Cannon Playd thick upon 't O 't was Royall Musicke And to procure a sound sleep for a Souldier Worth forty of your Fiddles As you love me Presse it no further Mir. You will overcome Waite on him carefully Nor. I have tooke since supper A rouse or two too much and by It warms my blood
the whole Christian world spectators were There by his son or were he by adoption Or nature his a brave Scene was presented Which I make choyce to speak of since from that The good successe of Alvarez had beginning Vil. So I love vertue in an enemy That I desire in the relation of This young mans glorious deed you 'ld keep your self A friend to truth and it Lam Such was my purpose The Town being oft assaulted but in vaine To dare the prow'd defendants to a sally Weary of ease Don Inigo Peralta Son to the Generall of our Castile forces All arm'd advanc'd within shot of their wals From whence the muskateers plaid thick upon him Yet he brave youth as carelesse of the danger As carefull of his honor drew his sword And waving it about his head as if He dar'd one spirited like himself to triall Of single valor he made his retreat With such a slow and yet majestique pace As if he still cald low'd dare none come on When sodainly from a posterne of the town Two gallant horse-men issued and o're-took him The army looking on yet not a man That durst relieve the rash adventurer Which Lucio son to Alvarez then seeing As in the vant-guard he sat bravely mounted Or were it pity of the youths misfortune Care to preserve the honour of his Country Or bold desire to get himselfe a name He made his brave horse like a whirle wind bear him Among the Combatants and in a moment Dischar'd his Petronell with such sure aime That of the adverse party from his horse One tumbled dead then wheeling round and drawing A faulchion swift as lightning he came on Upon the other and with one strong blow In view of the amazed Town and Campe He strake him dead and brought Peralta off With double honour to himselfe Vit. 'T was brave But the successe of this Lam. The Campe receiv'd him With acclamations of joy and welcome And for addition to the faire reward Being a massy chain of gold given to him By yong Peralta's Father he was brought To the Infantas presence kiss'd her hand And from that Lady greater in her goodnesse Then her high birth had this encouragement Go on youngman yet not to feed thy valour With hope of recompence to come from me For present satisfaction of what 's past Aske any thing that 's fit for me to give And thee to take and be assur'd of it Ana. Excellent princesse Vit. And stil'd worthily The heart bloud nay the soule of Souldiers But what was his request Lam. That the repeale Of Alvarez makes plaine he humbly begd His Fathers pardon and so movingly Told the sad story of your uncles death That the Infanta wept and instantly Granting his suit working the Arch-duke to it Their Letters were directed to the King With whom they so prevaild that Alvarez Was freely pardon'd Vit. 'T is not in the King To make that good Ana. Not in the King what subject Dares contradict his power Vit. In this I dare And wil and not call his prerogative In question nor presume to limit it I know he is the Master of his Lawes And may forgive the forfeits made to them But not the injury done to my honour And since forgeting my brave Uncles merits And many services under Duke D' Alva He suffers him to fall wresting from Justice The powerfull sword that would revenge his death I 'le fill with this Astrea's empty hand And in my just wreake make this arme the Kings My deadly hate to Alvarz and his house Which as I grew in years hath still encreas'd As if it cal'd on time to make me man Slept while it had no object for her fury But a weak woman and her talk'd of Daughter But now since there are quarries worth her sight Both in the father and his hopefull son I 'le boldly cast her off and gorge her full With both their hearts to further which your friendship And oathes will your assistance let your deedes Make answer to me uselesse are all words Till you have writ performance with your Swords Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Bobadilla and Lucio Luc. Go fetch my work this ruffe was not well starch'd So tell the maid 'thas too much blew in it And look you that the Partrich and the Pullen Have cleane meat and fresh water or my Mother Is like to hear on 't Bob. O good Sir Iaques helpe me was there ever such an Hermaphrodite heard of would any wench living that should hear and see what I do be wrought to believe that the best of a man lies under this Petticoate and that a Cod-peece were far fitter here then a pind-Placket Luc. You had best talk filthily do I have a tongue To tell my Mother as well as ears to heare Your ribaldry Bob. May you have ten womens tongues that way I am sure why my yong Mr. or Mistris Madam Don or what you wil what the devill have you to do with Pullen or Partrich or to sit pricking on a clowt all day you have a better needle I know and might make better work if you had grace to use it Luc. Why how dare you speak this before me sirha Bob. Nay rather why dare not you do what I speak though my Lady your mother for fear of Vitelli and his faction hath brought you up like her daughter and h 'as kept you this 20 year which is ever since you were born a close prisoner within dores yet since you are a man and are as wel provided as other men are me thinks you should have the same motions of the flesh as other Cavaliers of us are inclin'd unto Luc. Indeed you have cause to love those wanton motions They having hope you to an excellent whipping For doing something I but put you in mind of it With the Indian mayd the governour sent my mother From Mexico Bob. Why I but taught her a Spanish trick in charity and holp the King to a subject that may live to take grave Maurice prisoner and that was more good to the State then a thousand such as you are ever like to do and I wil tell you in a fatherly care of the Infant I speak it if he live as blesse the babe in passion I remember him to your years shall he spend his time in pinning painting purling and perfuming as you do no he shall to the wars use his Spanish Pike though with the danger of the lash as his father has done and when he is provoked as I am now draw his Toledo desperatly as Luc. You will not Kill me oh Bob. I knew this would silence him how he hides his eys If he were a wench now as he seems what an advantage Had I drawing two Toledos when one can do this But oh me my Lady I must put up young Master I did but jest O custom what ha'st thou made of him Enter Eugenia and Servants Eug. For bringing this be still my friend no more A servant to
I am proud ye have done this day so much content and me such estimation that this hour In this poor house shall be a league for ever For so I know ye mean it Ami. I do Lady Orl. And I my Lord Omnes Y 'ave done a work of honor Ami. Give me the Cup where this health stops let That man be either very sick or very simple Or I am very angry sir to you Madam me thinks this Gentleman might sit to He would become the best on 's Orl. Pray sit down sir I know the Lady of the feast expects not this day so much old custom Lam. Sit down Mountague nay never blush for the matter Mon. Noble Madam I have too reasons against it and I dare not duty to you first as you are my Lady and I your poorest servant next the custome of this dayes ceremony Lam. As you are my servant I may command you then Mon. To my life Lady Lam. Sit down and here I 'le have it so Ami. Sit down man never refuse so faire a Ladies offer Mont. It is your pleasure Madam not my pride And I obey I le pledge yee now my Lord Mounsier Longavile Lon. I thank you sir Mon. This to my Lady and her faire choyce to day and happinesse Lon. T is a faire health I 'le pledge you though I sinke for 't Lam. Montague you are too modest come I 'le adde a little more wine t' ee 't will make you merry this to the good I wish Mont. Honord Lady I shall forget my selfe with this great bounty Lami. You shall not sir give him some Vine Ami. By heaven you are a worthy woman and that Man is blest can come neer such a Lady Lami. Such a blessing wet weather washes Mont. At all I will not go a lip lesse my Lord Orl. T is well cast sir Mal. If Montague get more Wine we are like to heare on 't Lav. I do not like that sitting there Mal. Nor I me thinks he looks like a Judge La-p. Now have I a kinde a grudging of a beating on me I fear my hot fit Mal. Drink apace ther 's nothing allays a cudgell like it Lami. Montague now I 'le put my choyce to you who do you hold in all this honor'd company a husband fit to enjoy thy Lady speak directly Mont. Shall I speak Madam Lami. Montague you shall Mont. Then as I have a soule I 'le speak my conscience Give me more wine in vino veritas Here 's to my self and Montague have a care Lami. Speak to th' cause Mont. Yes Madam first I 'le begin to thee Lav. Have at us La-p. Now for a Psalme of mercy Mont. You good Mounsier you that bely the noble Name of Courtier and think your claime good here hold up your hand your VVorship is endited here for a vaine glorious foole Lav. Good oh sir Mont. For one whose wit Lies in a ten pound wastcoat yet not warme Ye have travel'd like a Fidler to make faces And brought home nothing but a case of tooth-picks You would be married and no lesse then Ladies And of the best sort can serve you thou silke worm What hast thou in thee to deserve this woman Name but the poorest piece of man good manners Ther 's nothing sound about thee faith thou 'ast none It lies pawn'd at thy silke mans for so much lace Thy credit which is worse cannot redeem it Thy cloaths are all the soule thou hast for so Thou sav'st them hansome for the next great tilting Let who wil take the t'other thou wert never christen'd Upon my conscience but in barbers water Thou art never out o' th basen thou art rotten And if thou darst tell truth thou wilt confesse it thy skin Looks of a Chestnut colour greas'd with Amber All women that on earth do dwell thou lov'st Yet none that understand love thee again But those that love the Spittle get thee home Poor painted butter fly thy summers pa'st Go sweat and eat dry Mutton thou mayst live To do so well yet a bruis'd Chamber Maide May fall upon thee and advance thy follies You have your sentence now it followes Captaine I treat of you La-p. Pray God I may deserve it Orl. Beshrow my heart he speaks plaine Ami. That 's plain dealing Mont. You are a rascall Captaine La-p. A fine calling Mont. A water coward Ami. He would make a prety stuffe Mont. Nay I speak freely Madam Lami. Her 's none ties you Mont. Why should'st thou dare come hither with a thought To finde a wife here fit for thee are all Thy single money whores that fed on Carrots And fild the high grasse with familiars Falne of to footmen prethee tell me truly For now I know thou dar'st not lie couldst thou not Wish thy selfe beaten well with all thy heart now And out of paine say that I broke a rib Or cut thy nose off wert not mercifull for this ambition La-p. Do your pleasure sir beggars must not be choosers Orl. He longs for beating Mon. But that I have nobler thoughts possesse my soule Then such brown bisket such a peice of dog-fish Such a most mangy Mackrell eater as thou art That dares do nothing that belongs toth ' Sea But spue and catch rats and fear men of war Though thou hast nothing in the world to loose Abord thee but one piece of beefe one Musket Without a cock for peace sake and a pitch barrell I 'le tell thee if my time were not more pretious Then thus to loose it I would rattle thee It may be beat thee and thy pure fellow The Merchant there of Catskins till my words Or blowes or both made ye two branded wretches To all the world hereafter you would faine to Venture your bils of lading for this Lady What would you give now for her some five frayle Of rotten Figs good Godson would you not sir Or a Parrat that speaks high Dutch can all thou ever saw'st Of thine own fraughts from Sea or cosonage At which thou art as expert as the devill Nay sell thy soul for wealth to as thou wilt do Forfeit thy friends and raise a mint of Money Make thee dream all these double could procure A kisse from this good Lady can'st thou hope She would lie with such a nook of hell as thou art And hatch young Merchant-furies oh ye dog-bolts That fear no God but Dunkirks I shall see you Serve in a lowsy Lime boat ere I die For mouldy cheese and butter Billingsgate Would not endure or bring in rotten Pippins To cure blew eyes and swear they came from China Lami. Vex 'em no more alas they shake Mont. Down quickly on your marrow bones and thank this Lady I would not leave you thus else there are blankets And such delights for such knaves but fear still 'T will be revenge enough to keep you waking Ye have no minde of Marriage ha' ye La-p. Surely no great mind now Mont. Nor you Mal. Nor I I take it Mont. Two
Enter the 2. Boy I am glad I am come home 2 Boy Here are the Gentlemen Cra. O let 'em enter now you that trust in travell And make sharp Beards and little Breeches Deities You that inhaunce the daily price of Tooth-picks And hold there is no homebred hapinesse Behold a modell of your minds and actions Euph. Though this be envious yet done i th' way of mirth I am content to thank ye for 't Con. 'T is well yet Cra. Let the Maske enter Enter Onos his Unckle and Tutor Onos A pretty Taverne 'faith of a fine structure Unc. Beare your selfe like a Gentleman here 's six pence And be sure you breake no Glasses Tut. Harke ye Pupill Go as I taught you hang more upon your hams and put your knees out bent there yet a little Now I beseech ye be not so improvident To forget your travelling pace 't is a maine posture And to all unayr'd Gentlemen will betray you Play with your Pisa Beard why where 's your brush Pupil He must have a Brush Sir Unc. More charge yet Tut. Here take mine These elements of travell he must not want Sir Vnc. Ma' foy he has had some nineteene pence in elements What would you more Tut. Durus me hercle pater Con. What Mounsieur Onos the very pump of travell Sir as I live you have done me the greatest kindnesse O my faire Sir Lampree the carefull Unckle To this young hopefull issue Mounsieur Tutor too The father to his minde Come come let 's hug Boyes Why what a bunch of travell doe I embrace now Me thinkes I put a Girdle about Europe How has the Boy profited Vnc. He has enough Sir If his too fiery mettle doe not mar it Con. Is he not thrifty yet Tut. That 's all his fault Too bounteous minded being under age too A great consumer of his stock in Pippins Had ever a hot stomack Con. Come hither Onos Will you love me for this fine Apple Onos We Con. And will ye be rul'd by me sometimes Onos 'Faith I will Con. That 's a good Boy Unc. Pray give me not the childe so much fruit He 's of a raw Complexion Euph. You Mounsieur hard egge Do you remember me Doe you remember When you and your Consort travell'd through Hungary Con. He 's in that circuit still Euph. Do you remember The cantell of immortall Cheese ye carried with ye The halfe cold Cabbedge in a leather Sachell And those invincible Eggs that would lye in your bowells A fortnight together and then turne to bedstaves Your sowre milk that would choak an Irish man And bread was bak'd in Caesars time for the Army Con. Providence providence Tut. The soule of travell Euph. Can the Boy speak yet Tut. Yes and as fine a Gentleman I thanke my able knowledge he has arriv'd at Only a little sparing of his Language Which every man of observation Unc. And of as many tongues Tut. Pray be content Sir You know you are for the bodily part the Purse I for the magazine the minde Euph. Come hither springall On. That in the Almain Tongue signifies a Gentleman Fuph. What think you of the formes of Italy or Spain Onos I love mine owne Country Pippin Tut. Nobly answer'd Borne for his Country first Euph. A great Philosopher What Horses do you prefer Onos The White horse Sir There were I lye honest and a just beast Tut. O Caput lepidum a Childe to say this Are these figures for the mouthes of Infants Con. Onos what wenches Come tell me true On. I cannot speake without booke Con. When shall we have one ha On. Steale me from mine Unckle For looke you I am broke out horribly For want of fleshly Phisick they say I am too yong And that 't will spoyle my growth but could you help me Con. Meet me to morrow man no more Euph. You thinke now Ye have open'd such a shame to me of travell By shewing these thin Cubbs ye have honour'd us Against your will proclam'd us excellent Three Frailes of Sprats carried from Mart to Mart Are as much meat as these to more use travell'd A bunch of bloted fooles me thinkes your judgement Should looke abroad sometimes without your envie Cra. Such are most of you so I take my leave And when you finde your womens favour faile 'T is ten to one yoa 'l know your selfe and seeke me Upon a better Muster of your manners Con. This is not hansome Sir Euph. Pray take your pleasure You wound the wind as much Cra. Come you with me I have businesse for you presently there 's for your Wine I must confesse I lost it On. Shall I steale to ye And shall we see the Wench Con. A dainty one On. And have a dish of Pippins Con. What a peck man Tut. Will you wait Sir Con. Pray let 's meet oftner Gentlemen I would not lose ye Tut. O sweet Sir Con. Do you thinke I would Such noted men as you Onos Unc. Tut. We are your Servants Exeunt Euph. That thing they would keep in everlasting nonage My Brother for his owne ends has thrust on Upon my Mistris 't is true he shall be rich If ever he can get that Rogue his Unckle To let him be of yeares to come to inherit it Now what the maine drift is Con. Say ye so no more words I le keepe him company till he be of yeares Though it be a hundred yeares but I le discover it And ten to one I le crosse it too Euph. You are honest And I shall study still your love farewell Sir For these few houres I must desire your pardon I have businesse of importance once a day At least I hope you 'l see me I must see you else So once more ye are welcome Con. All my thankes Sir And when I leave to love you life go from me Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Theanor and Crates Cra. WHy Sir the Kingdomes his and no man now Can come to Corinth or from Corinth goe Without his Licence he puts up the tithes Of every Office through Achaia From Courtier to the Carter hold of him Our Lands our Liberties nay very lives Are shut up in his Closet and let loose But at his pleasure Bookes and all discourse Have now no Patron nor direction But glorifi'd Euphanes our Cups are guilty That quench our thirsts if not unto his health Oh I could eat my heart and fling away My very soule for anguish gods nor men Should tollerate such disproportion The. And yet is he belov'd whether 't be vertue Or seeming vertue which he makes the cloake To his ambition Cra. Be it which it will Your Highnesse is to tame your eyes too film'd To see this and sit still the Lion should not Tremble to heare the bellowing of the Bull Nature excuse me though he be my Brother You are my Countries Father therefore mine One paralell line of Love I bend on him All lines of love and duty meet in you As
tame agen Sir Greg. I promise you not a house-Rabbit Sir O. K. No sucker on 'em all Sir Greg. What a thing 's that They 're pretty Fooles I warrant when they 're tame As a man can lay his lips to O. K. How were you bred Sir Did you never make a foole of a Tenants daughter Sir Greg. Never i'faith they ha' made some fooles for me And brought 'em many a time under their aprons O. K. They could not shew you the way plainlier I thinke To make a foole againe Sir Greg. There 's fooles enough Sir Lesse they were wiser O. K. This is wondrous rare Come you to London with a Maiden-head Knight A Gentleman of your ranke ride with a Cloak-bag Never an Hostesse by the way to leave it with Nor Tapsters sister nor head Ostlers wife What no body Sir Greg. Well mockt old Wit Monger I keep it for your Neece O. K. Do not say so for shame shee 'l laugh at thee A wife ne're looks for 't 't is a Batchellors penny He may giv 't to a beggar-wench i' th progresse time And never call'd to account for 't Exit Sir Greg. Would I 'de knowne so much I could ha' stopt a beggars mouth by 'th way Enter Page That rail'd upon me 'cause I 'de give her nothing What are they come Pag. And plac'd directly Sir Under her window Sir Greg. What may I call you Gentleman Boy A poore servant to the Violl I 'me the Voyce Sir Sir Greg. In good time Master Voyce Boy Indeed good time doe's get the mastery Sir Greg. What Countryman Master Voyce Boy Sir borne at Ely we all set up in Ely But our house commonly breakes in Rutland Shire Sir Greg. A shrewd place by my faith it may well break your voyce It breaks many a mans back come set to your businesse Song FAine would I wake you Sweet but feare I should invite you to worse cheare In your dreames you cannot fare Meaner then Musick no compare None of your slumbers are compil'de Under the pleasure makes a childe Your day-delights so well compact That what you think turnes all to act I 'de wish my life no better play Your dreame by night your thought by day Wake gently wake Part softly from your dreames The morning flies To your faire eyes To take her speciall beames Sir Greg. I heare her up here Master Voyce Pay you the Instruments save what you can Enter Neece above To keep you when you 're crackt Exit Boy Neece Who should this be That I 'me so much beholding to for sweetnesse Pray Heaven it happens right Sir Greg. Good morrow Mistris Neece An ill day and a thousand come upon thee Sir Greg. Light that 's sixe hundred more then any Almanack has Neece Comes it from thee it is the mangiest Musick That ever woman heard Sir Greg. Nay say not so Lady There 's not an itch about 'em Neece I could curse My attentive powers for giving entrance to 't There is no boldnesse like the impudence That 's lock't in a fooles blood how durst you do this In conscience I abus'd you as sufficiently As woman could a man insatiate Coxcombe The mocks and spitefull language I have given thee Would a' my life ha' serv'd ten reasonable men And rise contented too and left enough for their friends You glutten at abuses never satisfied I am perswaded thou devour'st more flouts Then all thy body's worth and still a hungred A mischiefe of that mawe prethee seeke elsewhere Introth I am weary of abusing thee Get thee a fresh Mistris thou'â— make worke enough I do not thinke there 's scorne enough in Towne To serve thy turne take the Court Ladies in And all their women to 'em that exceed 'em Sir Greg. Is this in earnest Lady Neece Oh unsatiable Dost thou count all this but an earnest yet I 'de thought I 'de paid thee all the whole summe trust me Thou't begger my derision utterly If thou stai'st longer I shall want a laugh If I knew where to borrow a contempt Would hold thee tack stay and be hang'd thou should'st then But thou 'st no conscience now to extort hate from me When one has spent all she can make upon thee Must I begin to pay thee hire againe After I have rid thee twice faith 't is unreasonable Sir Greg. Say you so I 'le know that presently Exit Neece Now he runs To fetch my Uncle to this musty bargaine But I have better ware alwaies at hand And lay by this still when he comes to cheapen Enter Cuningame Cun. I met the Musick now yet cannot learne What entertainment he receiv'd from her Nee. There 's some body set already I must to 't I see Well well Sir Gregory Cun. Hah Sir Gregory Neece Where e're you come you may well boast your conquest Cun. She 's lost y'faith enough has fortune then Remembred her great boy she seldome failes 'em Neece He was the unlikeliest man at first me thought To have my love we never met but wrangled Cun. A pox upon that wrangling say I still I never knew it faile yet where er 't came It never comes but like a storme of haile 'T is sure to bring fine weather at the tayle on 't There 's not one match 'mongst twenty made without it It fights i' th tongue but sure to agree i' th haunches Neece That man that should ha' told me when time was I should ha' had him had been laught at pitteously But see how things will change Cun, Here 's a heart feeles it O the deceitfull promises of love What trust should a man put i' th lip of woman She kist me with that strength as if sh 'ad meant To ha' set the faire print of her soule upon me Neece I would ha' sworne 't would ne're ha' beene a match once Cun. I le heare no more I 'me mad to heare so much Why should I aime my thoughts at better fortunes Then younger brothers have that 's a Maid with nothing Or some old Soap-boylers Widow without teeth There waits my fortune for me seeke no farther Exit Cun. Enter Old Knight and Sir Gregory O. K. You tell me things Sir Gregory that cannot be She will not nor she dares not Sir Greg. Would I were whipt then Neece I le make as little show of love Sir Gregory As ever woman did you shall not know You have my heart a good while O. K. Heard you that Neece Man will insult so soone 't is his condition 'T is good to keep him off as long as we can I 've much a do I sweare and love i' th end Will have his course let Maids do what they can They are but fraile things till they end in man O. K. What say you to this Sir Sir Greg. This is somewhat handsome Neece And by that little wrangling that I fain'd Now I shall try how constant his love is Although 't went sore against my heart to chide him Sir Greg. Alas poore Gentlewoman O. K. Now y'
Servant Cesar. Let any freind have entrance Servant Sir a 'shall Cesar. Any I except none Serv. Wee know your minde Sir Exit Cesar. Pleasures admit no bounds I am pitcht so high To such a growth of full prosperities That to conceale my fortunes were an injury To gratfulnesse and those more liberall favours By whom my glories prosper He that flowes In gracious and swolne tydes of best abundance Yet will be Ignorant of his owne fortunes Deserves to live contemn'd and dye forgotten The harvest of my hopes is now already Ripen'd and gather'd I can fatten youth With choice of plenty and supplies of comforts My fate springs in my owne hand and I le use it Enter 2 Servants and Bianca 1 T is my place 2 Yours here faire one I le aquaint my Lord 1 He 's here go to him boldly 2 Please you to let him understand how readily I waited on your errand 1 Saucy fellow you must excuse his breeding Cesar. What 's the matter Biancha my Biancha to your offices Exit Ser. This visit Sweet from thee my pretty deere By how much more t was unexpected comes So much the more timely witnes this free welcome What ere occasion led thee Bian. You may gusse Sir Yet indeed t is a rare one Ces. Prethee speake it my honest vertuous maide Bian Sir I have heard Of your misfortune and I cannot tell you Whether I have more cause of joy or sadnesse To know they are a truth Ces. What truth Bianca misfortunes how wherein Bian. You are disclaym'd For being the Lord Albertos sonne and publickly Acknowledg'd of as meane a birth as mine is It cannot chuse but greive thee Ces. Greive me ha ha ha ha is this all Bian. This all Ces. Thou art sorry for 't I warrant thee alas good soule Biancha That which thou call'st misfortune is my happines my happines Biancha Bian. If you love me it may prove mine too May it I will love thee Ces. My good good maid If that can make thee happy Better and better love thee Bian. Without breach then Of modesty I come to claime the Interest Your protestations both by vowes and letters Have made me owner of from the first houre I saw you I confesse I wisht J had beene Or not so much below your ranke and greatnesse Or not so much above those humble flames That should have warm'd my bosome with a temperate Equality of desires in equall fortunes Still as you utter'd Language of affection I courted time to passe more slowly on That I might turne more food to lend attention To what I durst not credit nor yet hope for Yet still as more I heard I wisht to heare more Ces. Didst thou introth wench Bian. Willingly betraid My selfe to hopelesse bondage Ces. A good girle I thought I should not misse What eare thy answer was Biancha But as I am a maid Sir and I'faith You may beleeve me for I am a maid So deerely I respected both your fame And quality that I would first have perisht In my sicke thoughts then ere have given consent To have undone your fortunes by inviting A marriage with so meane a one as I am I should have dyed sure and no creature knowne The sicknesse that had kill'd me Ces. Pretty heart good soule alas alas Bian. Now since I know There is no difference twixt your birth and mine Not much twixt our estates if any bee The advantage is on my side I come willingly To tender you the first fruits of my heart And am content t' accept you for my husband Now when you are at lowest Ces. For a husband Speake sadly dost thou meane so Bian. In good deed Sir T is pure love makes this proffer Ces I beleeve thee What counsaile urg'd thee on tell me thy Father My worshipfull smug Host wa st not he wench Or mother Hostesse ha Bian. D' ee mock my parentage I doe not scorne yours Meane folkes are as worthy To be well spoken of if they deserve well As some whose only fame lies in their bloud O y' are a proud poore man all your oathes falshood your vowe deceite your letters forg'd and wicked Ces. thou 'dst be my wife J dare sware Bian. Had your heart Your hand and tongue been twins you had reputed This courtesy a benefit Ces. Simplicity How prettily thou mov'st me why Biancha Report has cozned thee I am not fallen From my expected honors or possessions Though from the hope of birthright Bian. Are you not Then I am lost againe I have a suit too You le grant it if you be a good man Ces. Any thing Bian. Pray doe not talke of ought what I have said tee Ces. As I wish health I will not Bian. Pitty me but never love me more Ces. Nay now y' are cruell Why all these teares Thou shalt not goe Bian. I le pray for yee That you may have a vertuous wife a faire one And when I am dead Ces. Fy fy Bian. Thinke on me sometimes With mercy so this trespasse Ces. Let us kisse At parting as at comming Bian. This I have As a free dower to a virgins grave All goodnesse dwell with yee Exit Ces. Harmelesse Biancha unskild What hansome toyes are maids to play with Enter Mariana and Clarissa How innocent but I have other thoughts Of nobler meditation my felicity Thou commest as I could wish lend me a lip Soft as melting as when old Alberto After his first nights triall taking farewell Of thy youthes conquest tasted Maria. You are uncivill Ces. I will be Lord of my owne pleasures Madame Y' are mine mine freely Come no whimpering henceforth New con the lessons of loves best experiencd That our delights may meet in equal measure Of resolutions and desires this sullenes Is scurvy I like it not Mar. Be modest And doe not learne Cesario how to prostitute The riot of thy hopes to common folly Take a sad womans word how ere thou doatest Vpon the present graces of thy greatnes Yet I am not falne so belowe my constancy To vertue nor the care which I once tendred For thy behoof that I prefer a sentence Of cruelty before my honor Ces. Honor Maria. Hear me thou seest this girle now the comfort Of my last dayes She is the onely pledge Of a bed truly noble shee had a father I need not speake him more then thou remembrest Whom to dishonor by a meaner choice Were injury and infamy Claris. to goodnes To time and vertuous mention Mar. I have vow'd Observe me now Cesario that how ere I may be forc't to marry yet no tyranny Perswasions flattery guifts intreats or tortures Shall draw me to a second bed Clar. T is Iust too Maria. Yes and t is Iust Clarissa I allow The Dukes late sentence am resolv'd young man To be thy wife but when the ceremony Of marriage is perform'd in life I wil bee Though not in name a widdow Ces. Pray a word Tee Shall I in earnest never be your bedfellow Maria.
mother have I warm'd thee here to corrode ev'n my heart Martius prepare to kill me or be kill'd Mar. Why Sophocles then prethee kill me I deserve it highly for I have both transgress'd 'gainst men and gods but am repentant now and in best case to uncase my soul of this oppressing flesh which though Gods witnesse nev'r was actually injurious to thy wife and thee yet 't was her goodnesse that restrain'd and held me now but take my life dear friend for my intent or else forgive it Val. By the gods of Athens these words are true and all direct again Soph. Pardon me Dorigen Mar. Forgive me Sophocles and Dorigen too and every one that 's good Dor. Rise noble Romane belov'd Sophocles take to thy brest thy friend Mar. And to thy heart thy matchlesse wife heaven has not stuff enough to make another such for if it could Martius would marry too For thy blest sake O thou infinitie of excellence henceforth in mens discourse Rome shall not take the wall of Athens as tofore But when in their fair honours we to speak do come we 'll say 'T was so in Athens and in Rome Exeunt in pomp Diana descends Diana Honour set ope thy gates and with thee bring my servant and thy friend fair Dorigen Let her triumph with her her Lord and friend who though misled still honour was their end Flourish Enter the Shew of Honours Triumph a great flourish of Trumpets and Drums within Then enter a noise of Trumpets sounding cheerfully Then follows an armed Knight bearing a Crimson Banneret in hand with the inscription Valour by his side a Lady bearing a Watchet Banneret the inscription Clemencie next Martius and Sophocles with Coronets Next two Ladies one bearing a white Banneret the inscription Chastity the other a black the inscription Constancie Then Dorigen crown'd Last a Chariot drawn by two Moors in it a Person crown'd with a Scepter on the top in an antick Scutcheon is written Honour As they passe over Diana ascends Rinald. How like you it Frig. Rarely so well I would they would do it again How many of our wives now adays would deserve to triumph in such a Chariot Rinald. That 's all one you see they triumph in Caroches Frig. That they do by the masse but not all neither many of them are content with Carts But Seignior I have now found out a great absurditie ifaith Rinald. What was 't Frig. The Prologue presenting four Triumphs made but three legs to the King a three legg'd Prologue 't was monstrous Rinald. 'T had been more monstrous to have had a four-legg'd one Peace the King speaks Em. Here was a woman Isabel Isa. I my Lord but that she told a lye to vex her husband therein she fail'd Em. She serv'd him well enough he that was so much man yet would be cast to jealousie for her integrity This teacheth us the passion of love can fight with Souldiers and with Scholars too Isa. In Martius clemencie and valour shown in the other courage and humanitie and therefore in the Triumph they were usher'd by clemencie and valour Em. Rightly observ'd as she by chastitie and constancie what hurt 's now in a Play against which some rail so vehemently thou and I my Love make excellent use methinks I learn to be a lawful lover void of jealousie and thou a constant wife Sweet Poetry 's a flower where men like Bees and Spiders may bear poison or else sweets and Wax away Be venom-drawing Spiders they that will I 'll be the Bee and suck the honey still Flourish Cupid descends Cupid Stay clouds ye rack too fast bright Phoebus see Honour has triumph'd with fair Chastity Give Love now leave in purity to show Unchaste affections flie not from his bowe Produce the sweet example of your youth Whilst I provide a Triumph for your Truth Flourish Enter Violane with childe and Gerrard Viol. Why does my Gerrard grieve Ger. O my sweet Mistris 't is not life which by our Milain law my fact hath forfeited makes me thus pensive that I would lose to save the little finger of this your noble burthen from least hurt because your blood is in 't But since your love made poor incompatible me the parent being we are not married your dear blood falls under the same cruel penalty and can heaven think fit ye die for me for heavens sake say I ravisht you I 'll swear it to keep your life safe and repute unstain'd Viol. O Gerrard th' art my life and faculties and if I lose thee I 'll not keep mine own the thought of whom sweetens all miseries Wouldst have me murder thee beyond thy death unjustly scandal thee with ravishment It was so far from rape that heaven doth know if ever the first Lovers ere they fell knew simply in the state of innocence such was this act this that doth ask no blush Ger. O but my rarest Violane when my Lord Randulpho brother to your father shall understand this how will he exclaim that my poor Aunt and me which his free alms hath nurs'd since Millain by the Duke of Mantua who now usurps it was surpriz'd that time my father and my mother were both slain with my Aunts husband as she says their states despoil'd and seiz'd 't is past my memory but thus she told me onely this I know since I could understand your honour'd Uncle hath given me all the liberal education that his own son might look for had he one now will he say Dost thou requite me thus O the thought kills me Viol. Gentle gentle Gerrard be cheer'd and hope the best My mother father and uncle love me most indulgently being the onely branch of all their stocks but neither they nor he thou wouldst not grieve with this unwelcom news shall ever hear Violane 's tongue reveal much lesse accuse Gerrard to be the father of his own I 'll rather silent die that thou maist live to see thy little off-spring grow and thrive Enter Dorothea Dor. Mistris away your Lord and father seeks you I 'll convey Gerrard out at the back door he has found a husband for you and insults in his invention little thinking you have made your own choice and possest him too Viol. A husband 't must be Gerrard or my death Fare well be onely true unto thy self and know heavens goodnesse shall prevented be ere worthiest Gerrard suffer harm for me Ger. Fare well my life and soul Aunt to your counsel I flee for aid O unexpressible love thou art an undigested heap of mixt extremes whose pangs are wakings and whose pleasures dreams Exeunt Enter Benvoglio Angelina Ferdinand Ben. My Angelina never didst thou yet so please me as in this consent and yet thou hast pleas'd me well I swear old wench ha ah Ferdinand she 's thine own thou 'st have her boy ask thy good Ladie else Ferd. Whom shall I have Sir Ben. Whom d' ye think ifaith Angel Ghesse Ferd. Noble Madam I may hope
prompted by shallow merit through your profound grace for your chamber-maid Ben. How 's that how 's that Ferd. Her chamber-maid my Lord Ben. Her chamberpot my Lord You modest asse thou never shew'dst thy self an asse till now 'Fore heaven I am angrie with thee Sirha sirha this whitmeat-spirit 's not yours legitimate advance your hope and 't please you ghesse again Ang. And let your thoughts flee higher aim them right Sir you may hit you have the fairest white Ferd. If I may be so bold then my good Lord your favour doth encourage me to aspire to catch my Ladies Gentlewoman Ben. Where where would you catch her do you know my daughter Violanta Sir Ang. Well said no more about the bush Ferd. My good Lord I have gaz'd on Violanta and the stars whose heavenly influence I admir'd not knew nor ever was so sinful to believe I might attain 't Ben. Now you are an asse again for if thou ne'er attain'st 't is onely long of that faint heart of thine which never did it She is your Lords heir mine Benvoglio 's heir my brothers too Randulpho 's her descent not behinde any of the Millanois And Ferdinand although thy parentage be unknown thou know'st that I have bred thee up from five yeers old and do not blush to hear it have found thy wisdom trust and fair successe so full in all my affairs that I am fitter to call thee Master then thou me thy Lord Thou canst not be but sprung of gentlest blood thy minde shines thorow thee like the radiant sun although thy bodie be a beauteous cloud Come seriously this is no flatterie and well thou know'st it though thy modest blood rise like the morning in thy check to hear 't Sir I can speak in earnest Vertuous service so meritorious Ferdinand as yours yet bashful still and silent should extract a fuller price then impudence exact and this is now the wages it must have my daughter is thy wife my wealth thy slave Ferd. Good Madam pinch I sleep does my Lord mock and you assist Custom 's inverted quite for old men now adays do flout the young Ben. Fetch Violanta As I intend this religiously let my soul finde joy or pain Exit Angelina Ferd. My honour'd Lord and Master if I hold that worth could merit such felicitie you bred it in me and first purchas'd it it is your own and what productions in all my faculties my soul begets your very mark is on you need not adde rewards to him that is in debt to you you sav'd my life Sir in the Massacre there you begot me new since foster'd me O can I serve too much or pray for you alas 't is slender paiment to your bountie Your daughter is a paradice and I unworthie to be set there you may chuse the royalst seeds of Milain Ben. Prethee peace thy goodnesse makes me weep I am resolv'd I am no Lord o' th' time to tie my blood to sordid muck I have enough my name my state and honours I will store in thee whose wisedom will rule well keep and increase a knave or fool that could confer the like would bate each hour diminish every day Thou art her price-lot then drawn out by fate an honest wise man is a Princes mate Ferd. Sir heaven and you have over-charg'd my brest with grace beyond my continence I shall burst the blessing you have given me witnesse Saints I would not change for Millain But my Lord is she prepard Ben. What needs Preparative where such a Cordial is prescrib'd as thou thy person and thy vertues in one scale shall poize hers with her beautie and her wealth if not I adde my will unto thy weight thy mother 's with her now Son take my keys and let this preparation for this Marriage this welcom Marriage long determin'd here be quick and gorgeous Gerrard Enter Gerrard Ger. My good Lord my Lord your brother craves your conference instantly on affairs of high import Ben. Why what news Ger. The Tyrant my good Lord is sick to death of his old Apoplexie whereon the States advise that Letters missive be straight dispatcht to all the neighbour-Countreys and Schedules too divulg'd on every post to enquire the lost Duke forth their purpose is to re-instate him Ben. 'T is a pious deed Ferdinand to my daughter this delay though to so good a purpose angers me but I 'll recover it Be secret son Go woo with truth and expedition Exit Ferd. O my unsounded joy how fares my Gerrard my noble twin-friend fie thy look is heavie sullen and sowre blanch it didst thou know my cause of joy thou 'ldst never sorrow more I know thou lov'st me so How dost thou Ger. Well too well my fraught of health my sicknesse is in life I am dead by living dying still Ferd. What sublunary mischief can predominate a wise man thus or doth thy friendship play in this antipathous extreme with mine lest gladnesse suffocate me I I I do feel my spirit 's turn'd to fire my blood to air and I am like a purifi'd essence tri'd from all drossie parts Ger. Were 't but my life the losse were sacrific'd but vertue must for me slain and innocence made dust Ferd. Fare well good Gerrard Ger. Dearest friend stay Ferd. Sad thoughts are no companions for me now much lesse sad words thy bosom bindes some secret which do not trust me with for mine retains another which I must conceal from thee Ger. I would reveal it 't is a heavie tale canst thou be true and secret still Ferd. Why friend if you continue true unto your self I have no means of falshood Lock this door come yet your prisoner 's sure Ger. Stay Ferdinand Ferd. What is this trouble Love why thou art capable of any woman Doth want oppresse thee I will lighten thee hast thou offended law my Lord and thine and I will save thy life Does servitude upbraid thy freedom that she suffers it have patience but three days and I will make thee thy Lords companion Can a friend do more Ger. Lend me the means How can this be Ferd. First let this Cabinet keep your pawn and I will trust yet for the form of satisfaction take this my Oath to boot By my presum'd Gentrie and sacred known Christianitie I 'll die ere I reveal thy trust Ger. Then hear it Your Lords fair daughter Violanta is my betrothed wife goes great with childe by me and by this deed both made a prey to Law How may I save her life advise me friend Ferd. What did he say Gerrard whose voice was that O death unto my heart bane to my soul my wealth is vanish'd like the rich mans store in one poor minute all my daintie fare but jugling dishes my fat hope despair Ger. Is this so odious where 's your mirth Ferd. Why thou hast robb'd me of it Gerrard draw thy sword and if thou lov'st my Mistris chastitie defend it else I 'll cut it from thy heart
change is this why Ferdinand are these your robes of joy should be indu'd doth Hymen wear black I did send for you to have my honourable brother witnesse the Contract I will make 'twixt you and her Put off all doubt she loves ye what d' ye say Rand. Speak man Why look you so distractedly Ferd. There are your keys Sir I 'll no Contracts I Divinest Violanta I will serve you thus on my knees and pray for you Juno Lucina fer opem my inequalitie ascends no higher I dare not marry you Ben. How 's this Ferd. Good night I have a friend has almost made me mad I weep sometimes and instantly can laugh nay I do dance and sing and suddenly roar like a storm Strange tricks these are they not and wherefore all this shall I tell you no thorow mine ears my heart a plague hath caught and I have vow'd to keep it close not shew my grief to any for it has no cure On wandring steps to some remote place move I 'll keep my vow though I have lost my Love Exit Ben. 'Fore heaven distracted for her fare you well I 'll watch his steps for I no joy shall finde till I have found his cause and calm'd his minde Exit Rand. He 's overcome with joy Angel 'T is very strange Rand. Well sister I must leave you the time 's busie Violanta cheer you up and I pray heaven restore each to their love and health again Exit Viol. Amen great Uncle Mother what a chance unluckily is added to my wo in this young Gentleman Angel True Violanta it grieves me much Doll go you instantly and finde out Gerrard tell him his friends hap and let him use best means to comfort him but as his life preserve this secret still Viol. Mother I 'ld not offend you might not Gerrard steal in and see me in the evening Angel Well bid him do so Viol. Heavens blessing o' your heart Do ye not call Childbearing Travel mother Angel Yes Viol. It well may be The bare-foot traveller that 's born a Prince and walks his pilgrimage whose tender feet kisse the remorselesse stones onely ne'er felt a travel like to it Alas dear mother you groan'd thus for me and yet how disobedient have I been Angel Peace Violanta thou hast always been gentle and good Viol. Gerrard is better mother O if you knew the implicite innocencie dwells in his brest you 'ld love him like your prayers I see no reason but my father might be told the truth being pleas'd for Ferdinand to woo himself and Gerrard ever was his full comparative my Uncle loves him as he loves Ferdinand Angel No not for the world since his intent is cross'd lov'd Ferdinand thus ruin'd and a childe got out of Wedlock his madnesse would pursue ye both to death Viol. As you please mother I am now methinks even in the land of ease I 'll sleep Angel Draw in the bed neerer the fire silken rest tie all thy cares up Exeunt Enter Ferdinand and Benvoglio privately after him Ferd. O blessed solitude here my griefs may speak and Sorrow I will argue with thee now Nothing will keep me company the flowers die at my moan the gliding silver streams hasten to flee my lamentations the air rolls from 'em and the golden sun is smother'd pale as Phoebe with my sighs onely the earth is kinde that stays Then earth to thee will I complain Why do the heavens impose upon me love what I can ne'er enjoy before fruition was impossible I did not thirst it Gerrard she is thine seal'd and deliver'd but 't was ill to stain her virgin state ere ye were married Poor infant what 's become of thee thou know'st not the wo thy parents brought thee to Dear earth bury this close in thy sterilitie be barren to this seed let it not grow for if it do 't will bud no Violet nor Gilly-flower but wilde Brier or rank Rue unsavoury and hurtful Ben. Ferdinand thy steel hath digg'd the earth thy words my heart Ferd. O I have violated faith betraid my friend and innocencie Ben. Desperate youth violate not thy soul too I have showres for thee young man but Gerrard flames for thee Was thy base pen made to dash out mine honour and prostitute my daughter Bastard whore come turn thy female tears into revenge which I will quench my thirst with ere I see daughter or wife or branded family By both die and for amends Ferdnando be my heir I 'll to my brother first tell him all then to the Duke for justice this morning he 's receiv'd Mountains nor seas shall bar my flight to vengeance the foul stain printed on me thy blood shall rinse again Exit Ferd. I have transgress'd all goodnesse witlesly rais'd mine own curses from posteritie I 'll follow to redresse in what I may if not your heir can die as well as they Exit Dumb Shew Enter Duke Rinaldo with attendants at one door States Randulpho and Gerrard at another they kneel to the Duke he accepts their obedience and raises them up they prefer Gerrard to the Duke who entertains him they seat the Duke in State Enter Benvoglio and Ferdinand Benvoglio kneels for justice Ferd. seems to restrain him Benvog gives the Duke a paper Duke reads frowns on Gerr. shews the paper to the States they seem sorry consult cause the Guard to apprehend him they go off with him Then Rand. and Ben. seem to crave justice Duke vows it and exit with his attendants Rand. Ben. and Ferd. confer Enter to them Cornelia with two servants she seems to expostulate Rand. in scorn causeth her to be thrust out poorly Exit Rand. Benvog beckens Ferd. to him with much seeming passion swears him then stamps with his foot Enter Dorothea with a Cup weeping she delivers it to Ferd. who with discontent exit and exeunt Benvoglio and Dorothea Enter Violanta Viol. Gerrard not come nor Dorothie return'd what averse star rul'd my Nativitie the time to night hath been as dilatory as languishing Consumptions But till now I never durst say my Gerrard was unkinde Heaven grant all things go well and nothing does if he be ill which I much fear my dreams have been portentous I did think I saw my Love araid for battel with a beast a hideous monster arm'd with teeth and claws grinning and venomous that sought to make both us a prey on 's tail was lash'd in blood Law and his forehead I did plainly see held Characters that spell'd Authoritie This rent my slumbers and my fearful soul ran searching up and down my dismaid brest to finde a port t' escape Good faith I am cold but Gerrad's love is colder here I 'll sit and think my self away Enter Ferdinand with a Cup and a Letter Ferd. The peace of love attend the sweet Violanta Read for the sad newes I bring I do not know onely I am sworn to give you that and this Viol. Is it from Gerrard gentle Ferdinand how
spare me life and health 2 Gen. Blesse your Grace Du. And you with all my heart 1 Gen. Now heaven preserve your happy days Du. I thank you too 3 Gen. Now heaven save your Grace Du. I thanke you all Bew. On there before Du. Stand Gentlemen stay yet a while For I am minded to impart my love To these good people and my friends Whose love and prayers for my greatnesse Are equall in abundance note me well And with my words my heart for as the tree Long. Your Grace had best beware 't wil be inform'd Your greatnesse with the people Duke I had more My honest and ingenious people But The weight of businesse hath prevented me I am call'd from you but this tree I spake of Shall bring forth fruit I hope to your content And so I share my bowels amongst you all Omnes A noble Duke a very noble Duke Enter a Gentleman Ser. Afore there Gentlemen Gen. You 'r faithfully met good Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Be advis'd the time is alter'd Gen. Is he not the same man he was afore Duke Still the same man to you Sir Long. You have received mighty grace be thankfull Gen. Let me not dye in ignorance Long. You shall not Then know the King out of his loue hath pleased To stile him Duke of Burgundy Gen. O great Duke Thus low I plead for pardon and desire To be enrol'd amongst your poorest slaves Du. Sir you have mercy and withall my hand From henceforth let me call you one of mine Ser. Make room afore there and dismisse the people Du. Every man to his house in peace and quiet Peop. Now heaven preserve the Duke heaven blesse the Duke Exeunt Omnes Enter Wife Wife This letter came this morn from my Cozen To the great Lady high and mighty Duchesse Of Burgundy be these delivered O For a stronger lace to keep my breath That I may laugh the nine dayes till the wonder Fall to an ebb the high and mighty Duchesse The high and mighty God what a stile is this Methinks it goes like a Duchy lope-man A ladder of 100. rounds will faile To reach the top on 't well my Gentle Cozen I know by these contents your itch of honour You must to the Court you say and very shortly You shall be welcome and if your wife have wit I 'le put her in a thriving course if not Her own sin on her owne head not a blot Shall staine my reputation only this I must for healths sake sometimes Make an asse of the tame moyle my husband 'T will do him good and give him fresher brains Me fresher blood Now for the noble Duke I heare him comming Enter Duke his traine Your Grace is well return'd Du. As well as may be Never in younger health never more able I meane to be your bed-fellow this night Let me have good encounter Bow Blesse me heaven What a hot meat this greatnesse is Long. It may be so For I 'le be sworn he hath not got a snap This two months on my knowledge or her woman Is damd for swearing it Du. I thank you Gentlemen for your attendance And also your great paines pray know my lodgings Better and oftner do so Gentlemen Now by my honour as I am a Prince I speake sincerely know my lodgings better And be not strangers I shall see your service And your deservings when you least expect Om. We humbly thank your Grace for this great favor Du. Jaques Ja. Your Grace Du. Be ready for the Countrey And let my Tenants know the Kings great love Say I would see them but the waight at Court Lyes heavy on my shoulders let them know I do expect their duties in attendance Against the next feast wait for my comming To take up post and be full of speed Exit Jaques Wife I would desire your Grace Du. You shall desire and have your Full desire sweet Duchesse speak Wife To have some conference with a Gentleman That seems not altogether void of reason He talks of titles and things neare the Crown And knowing none so fit as your good Grace To give the difference in such points of State Du. What is he If he be noble or have any part That 's worthy our converse We do accept him Wife I can assure your Grace his straine is noble But he 's very subtle Duke Let him be so Let him have all the braines I shall demonstrate How this most Christian Crown of France can beare No other shew of title then the Kings I will goe in and meditate for halfe an houre And then be ready for him presently I will convert him quickly or confound him Ser Is mad Shattillion here Wife Is here and 's Lady I prethee servant fetch him hither Ser. Why what do you meane to put him to Wife To chat with the mad lad my husband 'T will be brave to heare them speake babl Stare and prate Bew. But what shall be the end of all this Lady Enter Shattillion and Servant Wife Leave that to me now for the grand dispute For see here comes Shattillion as I live me thinks All France should beare part of his griefes Long. I le fetch my Lord the Duke Shat. Where am I now or whether will you lead me To my death I crave my priviledge I must not dye but by just course of law Ser. His Majesty hath sent by me your pardon He meant not you should dye but would intreate you To lay the full state of your Title open Unto a grave and noble Gentleman Enter Duke and Longovile The Duke of Burgundy who here doth come Who either by his wisedome will confute you Or else informe and satisfie the King Bew. May 't please your grace this is the Gentleman Duke Is this he that chops logicke with my liege Shat. d ee mocke me you are great the time will come When you shall be as much contemned as I Where are the ancient complements of France That upstarts brave the Princes of the bloud Duke Your title Sir in short Shat. He must Sir Be a better states man then your selfe that can Trip me in any thing I will not speake Before these witnesses Duke Depart the roome for none shall stay No not my dearest Dutches Wife Wee 'le stand behind the Arras heare all Exeunt Duke In that chaire take your place I in this Discourse your title now Shat. Sir you shall know My loves true title mine by marriage Setting aside the first race of French Kings Which will not here concerne us as Pharamond With Clodian Meron and Chilperik And to come downe unto the second race Which we will likewise slip Duke But take me with you Shat. I pray you give me leave of Martell Charles The Father of King Pippin who was Sir To Charles the great and famous Charlemaine And to come to the third race of French Kings Which will not be great pertinent in this cause Betwixt the King and me of which you