But far above your finding he that gives Out of his providence to all that lives And no man knowes his treasure no not you He that made Egypt blind from whence you grew Scaby and lowsy that the world might see Your calculations are as blind as ye He that made all the stars you dayly read And from thence filtch a knowledge how to feed Hath hid this from you your conjectures all Are drunken things not how but when they fall Man is his own star and the soule that can Render an honest and a perfect man Command all light all influence all fate Nothing to him fals early or too late Our acts our Angels arc or good or ill Our fatall shadowes that walke by us still And when the stars are labouring we believe Jt is not that they govern but they grive For stubborn ignorance all things that are Made for our generall uses are at war Even we among our selves and from the strife Your first unlike opinions got a life O man thou image of thy makers good What canst thou fear when breath'd into thy blood His spirit is that built thee what dull sence Makes thee suspect in need that providence Who made the morning and who plact the light Guid to thy labours who cal'd up the night And bid her fall upon thee like sweet showers In hollow murmurs to lock up thy powers Who gave thee knowledge who so trusted thee To let thee grow so neer himselfe the Tree Must he then be distrusted shall his frame Discourse with him why thus and thus I am He made the Angels thine thy fellowes all Nay even thy servants when devotions call Oh canst thou be so stupid then so dim To seek a saving influence and loose him Can Stars protect thee or can poverty Which is the light to Heaven put out his eye He is my star in him all truth I find All influence all fate and when my mind Is furnished with his fullnesse my poor story Shall outlive all their Age and all their glory The hand of danger cannot fall amisse When I know what and in whose power it is Nor Want the cause of man shall make me groan A holy hermit is a mind alone Doth not experience teach us all we can To work our selves into a glorious man Love 's but an exhalation to best eyes The matter spent and then the fooles fire dyes Were I in love and could that bright star bring Increase to wealth honour and every thing Were she as perfect good as wee can aime The first was so and yet she lost the Game My mistris then be knowledge and faire truth So I enjoy all beauty and all youth And though to time her lights and lawes she lends She knowes no Age that to corruption bends Friends promises may lead me to believe But he that is his own friend knowes to live Affliction when J know it is but this A deep allay whereby man tougher is To bear the hammer and the deeper still We still arise more image of his will Sicknesse an humorous cloud twixt us and light And Death at longest but another night Man is his own Star and that soule that can Be honest is the only perfect man FINIS The Queene of Corinth Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Neaneres Sosicles Eraton Era. THe Generall is returned then Nean. With much honour Sol. And peace concluded with the Prince of Argos Nean. To the Queens wishes the conditions sign'd So farre beyond her hopes to the advantage Of Corinth and the good of all her Subjects That though Leonidas our brave Generall Ever came home a faire and great example He never yet return'd or with lesse losse Or more deserved honour Era. Have you not heard The motives to this generall good Nean. The maine one Was admiration first in young Agenor For by that name we know the Prince of Argos Of our Leonidas wisedome and his valour Which though an enemy first in him bred wonder That liking Love succeeded that which was Followed by a desire to be a friend Upon what termes soever to such goodnesse They had an enterview and that their friendship Might with our peace be ratified 't was concluded Agenor yeelding up all such stronge places As he held in our Territories should receive With a sufficient Dower paid by the Queene The faire Merione for his wife Era. But how Approves the Queene of this since we well know Nor was her Highnesse ignorant that her Sonne The Prince Theanor made love to this Lady And in the noblest way Nean. Which she allowed of And I have heard from some familiar with Her neerest secrets she so deeply priz'd her Being from an Infant train'd up in her service Or to speake better rather her owne Creature She once did say That if the Prince should steale A Marriage without her leave or knowledge With this Merione with a little suit She should grant both their pardons where as now To shew her selfe forsooth a Spartan Lady And that 't is in her power now it concernes The common good not alone to subdue Her owne affections but command her Sons She has not onely forc'd him with rough threats To leave his Mistris but compell'd him when Agenor made his entrance into Corinth To wait upon his Rivall Sos. Can it be The Prince should sit downe with this wrong Nean. I know not I am sure I should not Era. Trust me nor I A Mother is a name but put in ballance With a yong wench 't is nothing where did you leave him Nean. Neere Vesta's Temple for there he dismiss'd me And full of troubled thoughts calling for Crates He went with him but whither or to what purpose I am a stranger Enter Theanor and Crates Era. They are come backe Neanthes The. I like the place well Cra. Well Sir it is built As if the Architect had been a Prophet And fashion'd it alone for this nights action The vaults so hollow and the walls so strong As Dian there might suffer violence And with loud shrikes in vaine call Jove to helpe her Or should he heare his thunder could not finde An entrance to it The. I give up my selfe Wholly to thy direction worthiest Crates And yet the desperate cure that we must practice Is in it selfe so foule and full of danger That I stand doubtfull whether 't were more manly To dye not seeking helpe or that helpe being So deadly to pursue it Cra. To those reasons I have already urg'd I will adde these For but consider Sir Era. It is of weight What ere it be that with such vehement action Of eye hand foot nay all his bodies motion Crates incites the Prince to Nean. Then observe With what variety of passions he Receives his reasons now he 's pale and shakes For feare or anger now his naturall red Comes backe againe and with a pleasing smile He seemes to entertaine it 't is resolv'd on Be it what 't will to his ends may it
Yield it quickly Or I 'le cut off your hand and now disgrace you Thus kicke and baffle you as you like this You may again prefer complaints against me To my Uncle and my Mother and then think To make it good with a poniard Alon. I am paid For being of the fashion Dua. Get a sword Then if you dare redeeme your reputation You know I am easily found I le adde this to it To put you in mind Rut. You are too insolent And do insult too much on the advantage Of that which your unequall weapon gave you More then your valour Dua. This to me you peasant Thou art not worthy of my foote poore fellow T is scorne not pitty makes me give thee life Kneele down and thank me for 't how do you stare Rut. I have a sword Sir you shall find a good one This is no stabbing guard Dua. Wert thou thrice arm'd Thus yet I durst attempt thee Rut. Then have at you I scorne to take blows Dua. O I am slaine Page Help murther murther Alon. Shift for your selfe you are dead else You have kill'd the Governours Nephew Page Raise the streetes there Alon. If once you are beset you cannot scape Will you betray your selfe Rut. Undone for ever Exit Rut. Alonzo Enter Officers Off. Who makes this out-cry Page O my Lord is murdered This way he tooke make after him Help help there Exit Page 2. Off. 'T is Don Duart 1. Off. Pride has got a fall He was still in quarrels scorn'd us Peace-makers And all our bill-authority now ha's paid for 't You ha' met with your match Sir now bring off his body And beare it to the Governour Some pursue The murderer yet if he scape it skills not Were I a Prince I would reward him for 't He ha's ridde the City of a turbulent beast There 's few will pitty him but for his Mother I truly grieve indeed shee 's a good Lady Exeunt Enter Guiomar and Servants Guio. Hee 's not i' th house Ser. No madam Guio. Haste and seek him Goe all and every where I 'le not to bed Till you returne him take away the lights too The Moone lends me too much to finde my feares And those devotions I am to pay Are written in my heart not in this booke Kneele And I shall reade them there without a taper Exit Serv. Enter Rutillio Rut. I am pursued all the Ports are stopt too Not any hope to escape behind before me On either side I am beset cursed fortune My enemie on the Sea and on the Land too Redeem'd from one affliction to another Would I had made the greedy waves my tombe And dyed obscure and innocent not as Neroe Smear'd ore with blood Whither have my fears brought me I am got into a house the doors all open This by the largenesse of the roome the hangings And other rich adornments glistring through The sable masque of night sayes it belongs To one of meanes and ranke no servant stirring Murmur nor whisper Guio. Who 's that Rut. By the voice This is a woman Guio. Stephano Jaspe Julia Who waites there Rut. 'T is the Lady of the house I 'le flie to her protection Guio. Speak what are you Rut. Of all that ever breath'd a man most wretched Guio. I am sure you are a man of most ill manners You could not with so little reverence else Presse to my private chamber Whither would you Or what do you seeke for Rut. Gracious woman heare me I am a stranger and in that I answer All your demands a most unfortunate stranger That cald unto it by my enemies pride Have left him dead it 'h streets Justice pursues me And for that life I tooke unwillingly And in a faire defence I must lose mine Unlesse you in your charity protect me Your house is now my sanctuary and the Altar I gladly would take hold of your sweet mercy By all that 's deare unto you by your vertues And by your innocence that needs no forgivenesse Take pitty on me Guio. Are you a Castillian Rut. No Madam Italy claims my birth Guio. I ask not With purpose to betray you if you were Ten thousand times a Spaniard the nation We Portugals most hate I yet would save you If it lay in my power lift up these hangings Behind my Beds head there 's a hollow place Into which enter so but from this stir not If the Officers come as you expect they will doe I know they owe such reverence to my lodgings That they will easily give credit to me And search no further Rut. The blest Saints pay for me The infinite debt I owe you Guio. How he quakes Thus far I feele his heart beate be of comfort Once more I give my promise for your safety All men are subject to such accidents Especially the valiant and who knows not But that the charity I afford this stranger My only Son else-where may stand in neede of Enter Officers and servants with the body of Duart Page 1 Ser. Now Madam if your wisedome ever could Raise up defences against floods of sorrow That hast to overwhelme you make true use of Your great discretion 2 Ser. Your only sonne My Lord Duart 's slaine 1 Off. His murtherer pursued by us Was by a boy discovered Entring your house and that induced us To presse into it for his apprhension Guio. Oh 1 Ser. Sure her heart is broke Off. Madam Guio. Stand off My sorrow is so deare and pretious to me That you must not partake it suffer it Hold a purse ready Like wounds that do breed inward to dispatch me O my Duart such an end as this Thy pride long since did prophesie thou art dead And to encrease my misery thy sad mother Must make a wilfull shipwrack of her vow Or thou fall unreveng'd My soule 's divided And piety to a son and true performance Of hospitable duties to my guest That are to others Angels are my furies Vengeance knocks at my heart but my word given Denies the entrance is no medium left But that I must protect the murderer Or suffer in that faith he made his Altar Motherly love give place the fault made this way To keep a vow to which high heaven is witnesse Heaven may be pleas'd to pardon Enter Manuel Doctors Surgeons Man 'T is too late Hee 's gone past all recovery now reproofe Were but unseasonable when I should give comfort And yet remember Sister Guio. O forbeare Search for the murtherer and remove the body And as you thinke fit give it buriall Wretch that I am uncapable of all comfort And therefore I intreate my friends and kinsfolk And you my Lord for some spare to forbeare Your courteous visitations Man We obey you Exeunt omnes with the body Manet Guiomar Rut. My spirits come back and now despaire resignes Her place againe to hope Guio. What ere thou art To whom I have given meanes of life to witnesse With what religion I have kept my promise
faith Duke Now good wife make me understand that point Dutch Why that you shall did I not bring you hither Duke Yes Dutch And were not all those honours wrought out of the fire by me Duke By you Dutch By me how strang you make it When you came first did you not walke the Town In a long cloake halfe compasse an old hat Linde with vellure and on it for a band A skeine of crimson cruell Duke I confesse it Dutch And tooke base courses Duke Base Dutch Base by this light extreame base and scurvie monstrous base Duke What were these courses wife Dutch Why you shall know Did you not thus attired trot up and down Plotting for vild and lowsie offices And agreed with the Sergiant of the beares To buy his place deny this if you can Duke Why it is true Dutch And was not that monstrous base Duke Be advis'd wife a beare 's a princly beast Dutch A beare Duke Yes wife and one side venson Dutch You 'r more then one side foole I 'm sure of that Duke But since you have vext me wife know you shall go Nor you shall never have penny from me Dutch Nay I have done and though I know 't will be Your overthrow I 'le not forsake you now Duke Be ready then Exit Duke Dutch I will Enter Bewf Long Serua Maria Long. What are you married Bewford Bew. I as fast as words and hearts and hands Priest can make us Dutch O Gentlemen we are undone Long. For what Dutch This Gentleman the Lord of lorne my husband Will be gon downe to shew his play fellowes Where he is gay Bew. What downe into the Countrey Dutch Yes faith was ever foole but he so crosse I would as faine be gracious to him As he could wish me but he will not let me Speake faithfully will he deserve my mercy Long. According to his merits he should weare A guarded coate and a great wooden dagger Dutch If there be any woman that doth knowe The duties 'twixt a husband and his wife Will speake but one word for him he shall scape Is not that reasonable but ther 's none Be ready therefore to pursue the plot We had against a pinch for he must stay Long. VVaite you here for him whilst I go And make the King acquainted with your sport For feare he be incens'd for our attempting Places of so great honour Exit Long Dutch Go be speedy Enter Duke Cozen Wife Jaques Man Duke Come let me see how all things are disposed of Ja. One Cart will serve for all your furniture With roome enough behinde to ease the footman A capcase for your linnen and your plate VVith a strange locke that opens with Amen For my young Lord because of easie portage A quiver of your graces linde with Cunney Made to be hang'd about the Nurses neck Thus with a scarfe or towell Duke Very good Ja. Nay 't is well but had you staid another weeke I would have had you furnisht in such pomp As never Duke of Burgundy was furnisht You should have had a sumpter though 't had cost me The laying on my selfe where now you are faine To hire a rippers mare and buy new dossers But I have got them painted with your armes VVith a faire darnex Carpet of my owne Laid crosse for the more state Duke Jaques I thanke you your Carpet shall be brusht And sent you home what are you ready wife Dutch An houre agoe Duke I cannot chuse but kisse thy royall lips Deare Dutches mine thou art so good a woman Bew. Youl l say so if you knew all goodman Duckling Coz. This was the happiest fortune could befall me Now in his absence will I follow close Mine owne preferment and I hope e ere long To make my meane and humble name so strong As my great Couzens when the world shall know I beare too hot a spirit to live low The next Spring wil I down my wife and houshold I 'le have My Ushers and my foure Lacquies Six spare croches too but mum no more What I intend to do I 'le keep in store Duke Mountye mountye Iaques be our querry Groom To horse there Gentlemen and fall in couples Duke Come honoured Duchesse Enter Longavile Long. Stand thou proud man Duke Thieves Iaques raise the people Long. No raise no people 't is the Kings command Which bids thee once more stand thou haughty man Thou art a monster for thou art ungratefull And like a fellow of a rebell nature Hast flung from his embraces and for His honours given thee hast not returnd So much as thanks and to oppose his will Resolv'd to leave the Court and set the Realm A fire in discontent and open action Therefore he bids thee stand thou proud man Whilst with the whisking of my sword about I take thy honours off this first sad whiske Takes off thy Duke-dome thou art but an Earl Duke You are mistaken Longavile Long. O would I were this second whiske divides Thy Earldome from thee thou art yet a Baron Duke No more whisks if you love me Longavile Long. Two whisks are past and two are yet behind Yet all must come but not to linger time With these two whisks I end now Mount Marine For thou art now no more so says the King And I have done his Highnesse will with griefe Duke Disgraced from my honours Lon. 'T is too certaine Duke I am no Traitor sure that I know of Speak Iaques hast thou ever heard me utter word Tending to treason or to bring in the enemy Ia. Alas sir I know nothing Why should your Worship bring me in to hang me God's my judge Gentlemen I never medled But with the brushing of his cloaths or fetching In water in a morning for his hands Cous. Are these the honours of this place Antony Help me to take her gowne off quickly Or I 'le so swinge ye for 't Wife Why husband Sir Cous. I 'le not loose a penny by this towne Long. Why what do you meane sir have her to her lodging And there undresse her I will waite upon her Cous. Indeed you shall not your moneth is out I take it Get you out before me wife Couzen farewell I told you long agoe That pride begins with pleasure ends with woe Exit with 's Wife Bew. Goe thy way sentences 't will be thy fortune To live and dye a Cuckold and Church-warden Duch. O my poor husband what a heavy fortune Is fallen upon him Bew. Me thinks 't is strange That heaven fore-warning great men of their falls With such plaine tokens they should not avoid them For the last night betwixt eleven and twelve Two great and hideous blazing stars were seen To fight a long houre by the clocke the one Drest like a Duke the other like a King Till at the last the crowned star ore-came Ser. Why do ye stand so dead Monsieur Marine Duke So Caesar fell when in the Capitoll They gave his body two and
AWay delights goe seeke some other dwelling For I must dye Farewell false Love thy tongue is ever telling Lye after lye For ever let me rest now from thy smarts Alas for pitty goe And fire their hearts That have been hard to thee mine was not so Never againe deluding love shall know me For I will dye And all those griefes that thinke to over-grow me Shall be as I For ever will I sleepe while poore maids cry Alas for pity stay And let us dye With thee men cannot mocke us in the day Iul. Mistris not one word Mistris if I grieve ye I can depart againe Ang. Let 's goe then quickly For if she get from under this darke cloud We shall both sweate I feare for 't Iul. Do but speake Though you turne from me and speake bitterly And I am gone for that I think will please you Ang. Oh that all women were thus silent ever What fine things they were Iul. You have look'd on me When if there be beliefe in womens words Spoken in teares you swore you lov'd to do so Lel. O me my heart Ang. Now Julio play the man Or such another will undoe thee Would I had any thing to keepe me busie I might not heare her thinke but what she is Or I doubt mainly I shall be i' th mash too Jul Pray speake againe Lel. Where is my woman Wom. Here Ang. Mercy upon me what a face she has Would it were vail'd againe Lel. Why did you let This flattering man in to me did not I Charge thee to keep me from his eyes againe As carefully as thou wouldst keep thine owne Thou hast brought me poyson in a shape of heaven Whose violence will breake the hearts of all Of all weake women as it has done mine That are such fooles to love and looke upon him Good Sir be gone you know not what an ease Your absence is Ang. By heaven she is a wonder I cannot tell what 't is but I am squeamish Jul. Though I desire to be here more then heaven As I am now yet if my sight offend you So much I love to be commanded by you That I will goe Farewell Lel. I should say something E're you depart and I would have you heare me But why should I speak to a man that hates me And will but laugh at any thing I suffer Jul. If this be hate Lel. Away away deceiver Jul. Now help me Angilo Ang. I am worse then thou art Lel. Such teares as those might make another woman Believe thee honest Julio almost me That know their ends for I confesse they stir me Ang. What will become of me I cannot goe now If you would hang me from her o brave eye Steale me away for Gods sake Julio Jul. Alas poor man I am lost againe too strangely Lel. No I will sooner trust a Crocadile When he sheds teares for he kills sodainly And ends our cares at once or any thing That 's evill to our natures then a man I finde there is no end of his deceivings Nor no avoyding 'em if we give way I was requesting you to come no more And mocke me with your service 't is not well Nor honest to abuse us so far you may love too For though I must confesse I am unworthy Of your love every way yet I would have you Thinke I am somewhat too good to make sport of Jul. Will you believe me Lel. for your vows and oaths And such deceiving teares as you shed now I will as you doe study to forget 'em Jul Let me be most despis'd of men Lel. No more There is no new way left by which your cunning Shall once more hope to catch me no thou false man I will avoid thee and for thy sake all That beare thy stamp as counterfeit in love For I am open ey'd againe and know thee Goe make some other weepe as I have done That dare believe thee goe and sweare to her That is a stranger to thy cruelty And knowes not yet what man is and his lyings How thou di'st daily for her poure it out In thy best lamentations put on sorrow As thou canst to deceive an Angell Julio And vow thy selfe into her heart that when I shall leave off to curse thee for thy falshood Still a forsaken woman may be found To call to heaven for vengeance Ang. From this houre I heartily despise all honest women I care not if the world tooke knowledge on 't I see there 's nothing in them but that folly Of loving one man only give me henceforth Before the greatest blessing can be thought of If this be one a whore that 's all I aime at Iul. Mistris the most offending man is heard Before his sentence why will you condemn me E're I produce the truth to witnesse with me How innocent I am of all your angers Lel. There is no trusting of that tongue I know 't And how far if it be believed it kills no more Sir Iul. It never lyed to you yet if it did 'T was only when it cal'd you mild and gentle Lel. Good Sir no more make not my understanding After I have suffered thus much evill by you So poor to thinke I have not reach'd the end Of all your forc'd affections yet because I once lov'd such a sorrow too too dearly As that would strive to be I do forgive ye Even heartily as I would be forgiven For all your wrongs to me my charity Yet loves you so far though againe I may not And wish when that time comes you will love truly If you can ever doe so you may finde The worthy fruit of your affections True love againe not my unhappy harvest Which like a foole I sow'd in such a heart So drye and stonie that a thousand showres From these two eyes continually rayning Could never ripen Iul. Y 'ave conquer'd me I did not thinke to yield but make me now Even what you will my Lelia so I may Be but so truly happy to enjoy you Lel. No no those fond imaginations Are dead and buried in me let 'em rest Iul. I 'le marry you Ang. The Devill thou wilt Iulio How that word waken'd me come hither friend Thou art a foole looke stedfastly upon her Though she be all that I know excellent As she appeares though I could fight for her And run through fire though I am starke mad too Never to be recover'd though I would Give all I had l'th world to lye with her Even to my naked soule I am so far gone Yet me thinks still we should not doate away That that is something more then ours our honours I would not have thee marry her by no meanes Yet I should do so is she not a whore Iul. She is But such a one Ang. 'T is true she 's excellent And when I well consider Iulio I see no reason we should be confin'd In our affections when all creatures else Enjoy stil where they like Iul. And so will I then
advantage ever Io. All this time mother The childe wants looking too wants meat and Nurses Lan. Now blessing o' thy care it shall have all And instantly I le seek a Nurse my selfe sonne 'T is a sweet childe ah my young Spaniard Take you no further care sir Io. Yes of these Jewels I must by your leave Mother these are yours To make your care the stronger for the rest I le finde a Master the gold for bringing up on 't I freely render to your charge Lan. No more words Nor no more children good sonne as you love me This may doe well Ioh. I shall observe your Morals But where 's Don Ferdinand Mother Lan. Ten to one About the like adventure he told me He was to finde you out Exit Io. Why should he stay thus There may be some ill chance in 't sleep I will not Before I have found him now this woman 's pleas'd I le seek my friend out and my care is eas'd Exit Scaena 10. Enter Duke and Gent. 1 Gen. Beleeve sir 't is as possible to doe it As to remove the City the maine faction Swarm throgh the streets like hornets arm'd with angers Able to ruine States no safety left us Nor meanes to dye like men if instantly You draw not back againe Duk. May he be drawne And quarter'd too that turnes now were I surer Of death then thou art of thy fears and with death More then those feares are too 1. Sir I feare not Du. I would not crack my vow start from my honour Because I may finde danger wound my soule To keep my body safe 1. I speak not sir Out of a basenesse to you Du. No nor doe not Out of a basenesse leave mo what is danger More then the weaknesse of our apprehensions A poor cold part o' th bloud who takes it hold of Cowards and wicked livers valiant mindes Were made the Masters of it and as hearty Seamen In desperate stormes stem with a little Rudder The tumbling ruines of the Ocean So with their cause swords do they do dangers Say we yere sure to dye all in this venture As I am confident against it is there any Amongst us of so fat a sense so pamper'd Would chuse luxuriously to lye a bed And purge away his spirit send his soule out In Sugar-lops and Syrups give me dying As dying out to be upon mine enemy Parting with man-kinde by a man that 's manly Let 'em be all the world and bring along Cain's envy with 'em I will on 2. You may sir But with what safety 1. Since 't is come to dying You shall perceive sir here be those amongst us Can dye as decently as other men And with as little ceremony on brave sir Duk. That 's spoken heartily 1. And he that flinches May he dye lowzie in a ditch Du. No more dying There 's no such danger in it What 's a clock 3. Somewhat above your houre Du. Away then quickly Make no noise and no trouble will attend us Exeunt Scaena 11. Enter Fredericke and Peter with a candle Fred. Give me the candle so goe you out that way Pet. What have we now to doe Fred. And o' your life sirrah Let none come neare the doore without my knowledge No not my Land lady nor my friend Pet. 'T is done sir Fr. Nor any serious businesse that concerns me Pet. Is the winde there agen Fr. Be gone Pet. I am sir Exit Enter Constantia with a Jewell Fr. Now enter without feare And noble Lady That safety and civility yee wish'd for Shall truely here attend you no rude tongue Nor rough behaviour knows this place no wishes Beyond the moderation of a man Dare enter here your owne desires and Innocence Joyn'd to my vow'd obedience shall protect you Were dangers more then doubts Coast. Ye are truely noble And worth a womans trust let it become me I doe beseech you sir for all your kindnesse To render with my thanks this worthlesse trifle I may be longer troublesome Fred. Faire offices Are still their owne rewards Heav'n blesse me Lady From selling civill courtesies may it please ye If ye will force a favour to oblige me Draw but that cloud aside to satisfie me For what good Angel I am engag'd Const. It shall be For I am truely confident yee are honest The Piece is scarce worth looking on Fred. Trust me The abstract of all beauty soule of sweetnesse Defend me honest thoughts I shall grow wilde else What eyes are there rather what little heavens To stirre mens contemplations what a Paradice Runs through each part she has good bloud be temperate I must look off too excellent an object Confounds the sense that sees it Noble Lady If there be any further service to cast on me Let it be worth my life so much I honour ye Or the engagement of whole Families Const. Your service is too liberall worthy sir Thus farre I shall entreat Fred. Command me Lady You make your power too poore Const. That presently With all convenient haste you would retire Unto the street you found me in Fred. 'T is done Const. There if you finde a gentleman opprest With force and violence doe a mans office And draw your sword to rescue him Fred. Hee 's safe Be what he will and let his foes be devills Arm'd with your pitty I shall conjure 'em Retire this key will guide ye all things necessary Are there before ye Const. All my prayers goe with ye Exit Fred. Ye clap on proof upon me men say gold Do's all engages all works through all dangers Now I say beauty can do more The Kings Exchequer Nor all his wealthy Indies could not draw me Through halfe those miseries this peece of pleasure Might make me leap into we are all like sea-Cards All our endeavours and our motions As they doe to the North still point at beauty Still at the fairest for a handsome woman Setting my soule a side it should goe hard But I would straine my body yet to her Unlesse it be her owne free gratitude Hopes ye shall dye and thou tongue rot within me E're I infringe my faith now to my rescue Exit Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Duke pursued by Petruchio Antonio and that Faction Duke YOu will not all oppresse me Ant. Kill him i th' wanton eye let me come to him Duk. Then yee shall buy me dearely Petr. Say you so sir Ant. I say cut his Wezand spoile his peeping Have at your love-sick heart sir Enter Don John John Sure 't is fighting My friend may be engag'd fie gentlemen This is unmanly oddes Ant. I le stop your mouth sir Du. fals down Don Ioh. bestrides him John Nay then have at thee freely Ther 's a plumb sir to satisfie your longing Pet. Away I hope I have sped him here comes rescue We shall be endangered where 's Antonio Ant. I must have one thrust more sir Ioh. Come up to me Ant. A mischiefe confound your fingers Petr.
by me Theod. Is 't come to Patience now Arch. Is t not a vertue Theod. I know not I ne're found it so Ar. That 's because Thy anger ever knowes and not thy judgement Theod. I know you have been rifl'd Ar. Nothing lesse boy Lord what opinions these vaine people publish Rifl'd of what The. Study your vertue patience It may get Mustard to your meat Why in such haste sir Sent ye for me Ar. For this end onely Theodore To wait upon your sisters to the Court I am commanded they live there The. Toth ' Court sir Ar. Toth ' Court I say The. And must I wait upon 'em Ar. Yes 't is most fit yee should ye are their brother The. Is this the businesse I had thought your mind sir Had been set forward on some noble action Something had truely stirr'd ye Toth ' Court with these Why they are your daughters sir Ar. All this I know sir The. The good old woman on a bed he threw Toth ' Court Ar. Thou art not mad The. Nor drunke as you are Drunke with your duty sir doe you call it duty A pox o' duty what can these doe there What should they doe Can ye look Babies sisters In the young Gallants eyes twirle their Band-strings Can ye ride out to ayre your selves pray sir Be serious with me doe you speake this truely Ar. Why didst thou never heare of women Yet at Court boy The. Yes and good women too very good women Excellent honest women but are you sure sir That these will prove so Hon. There 's the danger brother The. God a mercy wench thou hast a grudging of it Ar. Now be you serious sir and observe what I say Doe it and doe it handsomely goe with 'em The. With all my heart sir I am in no fault now If they be thought whores for being in my company Pray write upon their backs they are my sisters And where I shall deliver 'em Ar. Ye are wondrous jocund But prethee tell me art thou so lewd a fellow I never knew thee faile a truth The. I am a souldier And spell you what that meanes Ar. A Souldier What dost thou make of me The. Your Pallat 's downe sir Ar. I thanke yee sir The. Come shall we to this matter You will to Court Hon. If you will please to honour us The. I le honour yee I warrant I le set yee off With such a lustre wenches Alas poore Viola Thou art a foole thou criest for eating white-bread Be a good huswife of thy teares and save 'em Thou wilt have time enough to shed 'em sister Doe you weep too nay then I le foole no more Come worthy sisters since it must be so And since he thinks it fit to trie your vertues Be you as strong to truth as I to guard yee And this old gentleman shall have joy of ye Exeunt Scaene 3. Enter Duke and Burris Duke Burris take you ten thousand of those Crowns And those two chaines of Pearle they hold the richest I give 'em yee Bur. I humbly thanke your grace And may your great example worke in me That noble charity to men more worthy And of more wants Duke You beare a good minde Burris Take twenty thousand now Be not so modest It shall be so I give 'em goe there 's my ring for 't Bur. Heaven blesse your Highnesse ever Exit Duke You are honest Enter Alinda and Putskie at doore Puts. They 're comming now to Court as faire as vertue Two brighter starres ne're rose here Al. Peace I have it And what my Art can doe the Duke Put. I am gone Remember Exit Al. I am counsell'd to the full sir Duke My prettie Mistris whither lyes your businesse How kindly I should take this were it to me now Al. I must confesse immediately to your grace At this time Du. You have no addresse I doe believe ye I would yee had Al 'T were too much boldnesse Sir Upon so little knowledge lesse deserving Du. You 'll make a perfect Courtier Al. A very poore one Du. A very faire one sweet come hither to me What killing eyes this wench has in his glorie Not the bright Sun when the Sirian starre reignes Shines halfe so fierie Al. Why does your grace so view me Nothing but common handsomenesse dwells here sir Scarce that your grace is pleas'd to mock my meanness Du. Thou shalt not goe I doe not lie unto thee In my eye thou appear'st Al. Dim not the sight sir I am too dull an object Duke Canst thou love me Canst thou love him will honour thee Al. I can love And love as you doe too but 't will not shew well Or if it doe shew here where all light lustres Tinsell affections make a glorious glistering T will halt i th' handsome way Du. Are yee so cunning Dost think I love not truely Al. No ye cannot You never travell'd that way yet pray pardon me I prate so boldly to you Du. There 's no harme done But what 's your reason sweet Al. I would tell your grace But happily Du. It shall be pleasing to me Al. I should love you again then you would hate me With all my service I should follow yee And through all dangers Du This would more provoke me More make me see thy worthes More make me meet 'em Al. You should doe so if yee did well and truely But though yee be a Prince and have power in ye Power of example too ye have fail'd and falter'd Du. Give me example where Al. You had a Mistris Oh heaven so bright so brave a dame so lovely In all her life so true Du. A Mistris Al. That serv'd yee with that constancy that care That lov'd your will and woo'd it too Du. What Mistris Al. That nus'rd your honour up held fast your vertue And when she kist encreas'd not stole your goodnesse Du. And I neglected her Al. Lost her forsook her Wantonly slung her off Du. What was her name Al. Her name as lovely as her selfe as noble And in it all that 's excellent Du. What was it Al. Her name was Beau-desert Doe you know her now sir Du. Beau-desert I not remember Al. I know you doe not Yet she has a plainer name Lord Archas service Do you yet remember her there was a Mistris Fairer then women far fonder to you sir Then Mothers to their first-borne joyes Can you love Dare you professe that truth to me a stranger A thing of no regard no name no lustre When your most noble love you have neglected A beautie all the world would wooe and honour Would you have me credit this thinke ye can love me And hold ye constant when I have read this storie Is 't possible you should ever favour me To a slight pleasure prove a friend and fast too When where you were most ty'd most bound to benefit Bound by the chaines of honesty and honour You have broke and boldly too I am a weak one Arm'd
though his heart would breake Cry like a breech'd boy not eat a bit Leo. I must goe see him presently For this is such a gig for certaine Gentlemen The Fiend rides on a Fiddlesticke 2. Gen. I thinke so Leo. Can ye guide me to him for half an houre I am his To see the miracle 1. Gen. We sure shall start him Exeunt Scaene 5. Enter Antigonus and Leucippe Ant. Are you sure she dranke it Leu. Now must I lye most confidently Yes sir she has drunke it off Ant. How works it with her Leu. I see no alteration yet Ant. There will be For he is the greatest Artist living made it Where is she now Leu. She is ready to walke out sir Ant. Starke mad I know she will be Leu. So I hope sir Ant. She knowes not of the Prince Leu. Of no man living Ant. How do I looke how do my clothes become me I am not very gray Leu. A very youth sir Upon my maiden-head as smug as April Heaven blesse that sweet face 't will undoe a thousand Many a soft heart must sob yet ere that wither Your Grace can give content enough Enter Celia with a book Ant. I thinke so Leu. Here she comes sir Ant. How shall I keep her off me Go perfume the room make all things ready Ex. Leu. Cel. No hope yet of the Prince no comfort of him They keep me mew'd up here as they mew mad folkes No companie but my afflictions This royall devill againe strange how he haunts me How like a poison'd potion his eyes fright me Has made himselfe hansome too Ant. Doe you looke now Lady You will leap anon Cel. Curl'd and perfum'd I smell him He looks on 's leggs too sure he will cut a caper God-a-mercie deare December Ant. O doe you smile now I knew it would worke with you come hither pretty one Cel. Sir Ant. I like those curtesies well come hither kisse me Cel. I am reading sir of a short Treatise here That 's call'd the vanitie of lust has your Grace seene it He sayes here that an old mans loose desire Is like the glow-wormes light the Apes so wonder'd at Which when they gather'd sticks and laid upon 't And blew and blew turn'd taile and went out presently And in another place he cals their loves Faint smels of dying flowers carry no comforts They 'r doating stinking foggs so thick and muddy Reason with all his beames cannot beat through 'em Ant. How 's this is this the potion you but foole still I know you love me Cel. As ye are just and honest I know I love and honour ye admire ye Ant. This makes against me fearfully against me Cel. But as you bring your power to persecute me Your traps to catch mine innocence to rob me As you lay out your lusts to overwhelme me Hell never hated good as I hate you sir And I dare tell it to your face What glory Now after all your Conquests got your Titles The ever-living memories rais'd to you Can my defeat be my poore wracke what triumph And when you crowne your swelling cups to fortune What honourable tongue can sing my story Be as your Embleme is a glorious Lamp Set on the top of all to light all perfectly Be as your office is a god like Justice Into all shedding equally your vertues Ant. She has drencht me now now I admire hir goodnes So young so nobly strong I never tasted Can nothing in the power of Kings perswade ye Cel. No nor that power command me Ant. Say I should force ye I have it in my will Cel Your will 's a poore one And though it be a Kings will a despised one Weaker then Infants leggs your will 's in swadling clouts A thousand waies my will has found to checke ye A thousand doores to leape ye I dare die sir As suddenly I dare die as you can offer Nay say you had your will say you had ravish'd me Perform'd your lust what had you purchas'd by it What honor won doe you know who dwels above sir And what they have prepared for men turn'd devils Did you never heare their thunder start and tremble Death sitting on your bloud when their fires visit us Will nothing wring you then do you thinke sit hard here And like a snaile curle round about your conscience Biting and stinging will you not roare too late then Then when you shake in horror of this villanie Then will I rise a star in heaven and scorne ye Ant. Lust how I hate thee now and love this sweetnesse Will ye be my Queene can that price purchase ye Cel. Not all the world I am a Queene alreadie Crown'd by his love I must not lose for fortune I can give none away sell none away sir Can lend no love am not mine owne Exchequer For in anothers heart my hope and peace lyes Ant. Your faire hands Lady for yet I am not pure enough To touch these lips in that sweet peace ye spoke of Live now for ever and I to serve your vertues Cel. Why now ye show a god now I kneele to ye This sacrifice of Virgins joy send to ye Thus I hold up my hands to heaven that touch'd ye And pray eternall blessings dwell about ye Ant. Vertue commands the stars rise more then vertue Your present comfort shall be now my busines Cel. All my obedient service wait upon ye Ex. severally Scaene 6. Enter Leontius Gentlemen Lieutenant Leo. Hast thou cleane forgot the wars Lieu. Prethee hold thy peace 1. Gen. His mind 's much elevated now Leo. It serves so Sirrah Lieu. I am so troubled with this fellow Leo. He will call me rogue anon 1. Gen. T is ten to one else Lie O King that thou knew'st I loved thee how I lov'd thee And where O King I barrell up thy beauty Leo. He cannot leave his Sutlers trade he wooes in 't Lieu. O never King Leo. By this hand when I consider Lieu. My honest friend you are a little sawcy 1. Gen. I told you you would have it Lieu. When mine owne worth Leo. Is flung into the ballance and found nothing Lieu. And yet a souldier Leo. And yet a sawcy one Lieu. One that has followed thee Leo. Faire and far off Lieu. Fought for thy grace Leo. 'T was for some griefe you lye Sir Lieu. Hee 's the son of a whore denies this will that satisfie ye Leo. Yes very well Lieu. Shall then that thing that honors thee How miserable a thing soever yet a thing still And though a thing of nothing thy thing ever Leo. Heere 's a new thing 2 Gen. Hee 's in a deep dump now Le. I 'le fetch him out on 't When 's the Kings birth-day Lieu. When ere it be that day I 'le dye with ringing And there 's the resolution of a Lover Exit Leo. A goodly resolution sure I take it He is bewitch'd or moop'd or his braines melted Could he find no body to fall in love with
me thinks you should be studied in your own in your own destiny me thinks most perfect and every hour and every minute Mother so great a care should heaven have of her Ministers me thinks your fortunes both waies should appear to ye both to avoid and take Can the Stars now and all those influences you receive into ye or secret inspirations ye make shew of if an hard fortune hung and were now ready to powr it self upon your life deliver ye Can they now say Take heed Del. Ha pray ye come hither Max. I would know that I fear your divel wil cozen ye and stand as close as ye can I shall be with ye Del. I find a present ill Dio. How Del. But I scorn it Max. Do ye so do ye so Del. Yes and laugh at it Diocles Is it not strange these wild and foolish men should dare to oppose the power of Destiny that power the gods shake at Look yonder Son Max. Have ye spide me then have at ye Del. Do shoot boldly hit mee and spare not if thou canst Dio. Shoot cosen Max. I cannot mine arm 's dead I have no feeling or if I could shoot so strong is her arm'd vertue she would catch the arrow flying Del. Poor doubtfull people I pity your weak faiths Dio. Your mercy Mother and from this hour a deity I crown ye Del. No more of that Max. O let my prayers prevail too here like a tree I dwell else free me Mother and greater then great Fortune I 'll adore thee Del. Be free again and have more pure thoughts in ye Dio. Now I beleeve your words most constantly and when I have that power ye have promis'd to me Del. Remember then your vow my Neice Drusilla I mean to marry her and then ye prosper Dio. I shall forget my life else Del I am a poor weak woman to me no worship Enter Niger Geta and Souldiers Get. And shall he have as you say that kils this Aper Del. Now mark and understand Nig. The Proscription 's up i' th' Market-place 't is up there ye may read it he shall have half the Empire Get. A pretty Farm i' faith Nig. And the Emperors Sister bright Aurelia her to his wife Get. Ye say well Friend but heark ye Who shall do this Nig. You if ye dare Get. I think so Yet I could poyson him in a pot of Perry he loves that veng'ancely But when I have done this may I lie with the Gentlewoman Nig. Lie with her what else man Get. Yes Man I have known a man married that never lay with his wife those dancing dayes are done Nig. These are old Souldiers and poor it seems I 'll try their appetites 'Save ye brave Souldiers Max. Sir ye talkt of proscriptions Nig. 'T is true there is one set up from the Emperour against Volutius Aper Dio. Aper Del. Now Now have ye found the Boar Dio. I have the meaning and blessed Mother Nig. He has scorn'd his Master and bloodily cut off by treachery the noble Brother to him Dio. He lives here Sir sickly and weak Nig. Did you see him Max. No Nig. He is murthered so ye shall find it mentioned from the Emperour and honest faithful souldiers but believe it for by the gods you will find it so he is murthered the manner how read in the large Proscription Del. It is most true Son and he cozens ye Aper 's a villain false Dio. I thank ye Mother and dare beleeve ye Heark ye Sir the recompence as ye related Nig. Is as firme as faith Sir bring him alive or dead Max. You took a fit time the Generall being out o'th' Towne for though we love him not yet had he known this first you had paid for 't deerly Dio. 'T is Niger now I know him honest Niger a true sound man and I beleeve him constantly your busines may be done make no great hurry for your owne safety Nig. No I am gone I thank ye Exit Dio. Pray Maximinian pray Max. I 'll pray and work too Dio. I 'll to the Market place and read the offer and now I have found the Boar Del. Find your owne faith too and remember what ye have vow'd Dio. O Mother Del. Prosper Get. If my Master and I do do this there 's two Emperours and what a show will that make how we shall bounce it Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Drusilla and Delphia Dru. Leave us and not vouchsafe a parting kisse to her that in his hopes of greatnesse lives and goes along with him in all his dangers Del. I grant 't was most inhumane Dru. O you give it too mild a name 't was more then barbarous and you a partner in 't Del. I Drusilla Dru. Yes you have blowne his swolne pride to that vastnes as he beleeves the earth is in his fadom this makes him quite forget his humble Being And can I hope that he that onely fed with the imagin'd food of future Empire disdains even those that gave him Means and life to nourish such desires when he 's possest of his ambitious Ends which must fall on him or your Predictions are false will ever descend to look on me Del. Were his Intents perfidious as the Seas or Windes his heart compos'd of falshood yet the benefit the greatnesse of the good he has from you for what I have conferr'd is thine Drusilla must make him firm and thankful But if all remembrance of the debts he stands engag'd for finde a quick grave in his Ingratitude my powerful Art that guides him to this height shall make him curse the hour he ere was rais'd or sink him to the center Dru. I had rather your Art could force him to return that ardour to me I bear to him or give me power to moderate my passions Yet I know not I should repent your grant though you had sign'd it so well I finde he 's worthy of all service But to believe that any check to him in his main hopes could yeeld content to me were treason to true love that knows no pleasure the object that is doats on ill affected Del. Pretty simplicity I love thee for 't and will not sit an idle looker on and see it cozen'd dry thy innocent eyes and cast off jealous fears yet promises are but lip-comforts and but fancie aught that 's possible in Nature or in Art that may advance thy comfort and be bold to tell thy soul 't is thine therefore speak freely Dru. You new create me To conceal from you my virgin fondnesse were to hide my sicknesse from my physitian O dear Aunt I languish for want of Diocles sight he is the Sun that keeps my blood in a perpetual spring but in his absence cold benumming Winter seizes on all my faculties Would you binde me that am your slave already in more fetters and in the place of service to adore you O bear me then but 't is impossible I fear to be effected where I may see how
soft and relenting as a virgins prayers O set it down Dru. Set down the body souldiers Car. Thou hallowed relique thou rich diamond cut with thine own dust thou for whose wide fame the world appears too narrow mans all thoughts had they all tongues too silent thus I bow to thy most honour'd ashes though an enemy yet friend to all thy worths sleep peaceably happinesse crown thy soul and in thy earth some Lawrel fix his seat there grow and flourish and make thy grave an everlasting triumph Fare well all glorious Wars now thou art gone and honest Arms adieu all noble Battels maintain'd in thirst of honour not of blood fare well for ever Heng. Was this Romane Uncle so good a man Car. Thou never knew'st thy father Heng. He di'd before I was born Car. This worthy Romane was such another piece of endlesse honour such a brave soul dwelt in him their proportions and faces were not much unlike boy excellent natures see how it works into his eyes mine own boy Heng. The multitudes of these men and their fortunes could never make me fear yet one mans goodnesse Car. O now thou pleasest me weep still my childe as if thou saw'st me dead with such a flux or flood of sorrow still thou pleasest me And worthy souldiers pray receive these pledges these hatchments of our griefs and grace us so much to place 'em on his Hearse Now if ye please bear off the noble burden raise his pile high as Olympus making heaven to wonder to see a star upon earth outshining theirs And ever loved ever living be thy honoured and most sacred memory Dru. Thou hast done honestly good Caratach and when thou diest a thousand vertuous Romanes shall sing thy soul to heaven Now march on souldiers Exeunt A dead march Car. Now dry thine eyes my boy Heng. Are they all gone I could have wept this hour yet Car. Come take cheer and raise thy spirit childe if but this day thou canst bear out thy faintnesse the night coming I 'll fashion our escape Heng. Pray fear not me indeed I am very heartie Car. Be so still his mischiefs lessen that controls his ill Exeunt Scaena secunda Enter Petillius Petill. What do I ail i' th' name of heaven I did but see her and see her die she stinks by this time strongly abominably stinks she was a woman a thing I never car'd for but to die so so confidently bravely strongly O the devil I have the bots by she scorn'd us strangely all we could do or durst do threatned us with such a noble anger and so governed with such a fiery spirit the plain bots a upon the bots the love-bots hang me hang me even out o' th' way directly hang me O pennie pipers and most painful penners of bountiful new ballads what a subject what a sweet subject for your silver sounds is crept upon ye Enter Junius Jun. Here he is have at him Sings She set the sword unto her brest great pitie it was to see That three drops of her life-warm blood run trickling down her knee Art thou there bonny boy and ifaith how dost thou Petill. Well gramercie how dost thou h' as found me sented me out the shame the devil ow'd me h' as kept his day with And what news Junius Jun. It was an old tale ten thousand times told of a young Lady was turn'd into mold her life was lovely her death it was bold Petill. A cruel rogue now h' as drawn pursue on me he hunts me like a devil No more singing thou hast got a cold come let 's go drink some Sack boy Jun. Ha ha ha ha ha ha Petill. Why dost thou laugh what Mares nest hast thou found Jun. Ha ha ha I cannot laugh alone Decius Demetrius Curius O my sides Ha ha ha ha the strangest jest Petill. Prethee no more Jun. The admirablest fooling Petill. Thou art the prettiest fellow Jun. Sirs Petill. Why Junius prethee away sweet Junius Jun. Let me sing then Petill. Whoa here 's a stir now sing a song o' six pence by if prethee on 't Junius Jun. I must either sing or laugh Petill. And what 's your reason Jun. What 's that to you Petill. And I must whistle Jun. Do so O I hear 'em coming Petill. I have a little businesse Jun. Thou shalt not go believe it what a Gentleman of thy sweet conversation Petill. Captain Junius sweet Captain let me go with all celerity things are not always one and do not question nor jeer nor gybe none of your doleful ditties nor your sweet conversation you will finde then I may be anger'd Jun. By no means Petillius anger a man that never knew passion 't is most impossible a noble Captain a wise and generous Gentleman Pet. Tom puppie leave this way to abuse me I have found ye but for your mothers sake I will forgive ye Your subtil understanding may discover as you think some trim toy to make you merry some straw to tickle ye but do not trust to 't y' are a young man and may do well be sober carry your self discreetly Enter Decius Demetrius Curius Jun. Yes forsooth Dem. How does the brave Petillius Jun. Monstrous merry we two were talking what a kinde of thing I was when I was in love what a strange monster for little boys and girls to wonder at how like a fool I lookt Dec. So they do all like great dull slavering fools Jun. Petillius saw too Pet. No more of this 't is scurvie peace Jun. How nastily indeed how beastly all I did became me how I forgot to blow my nose there he stands an honest and a wise man if himself I dare avouch it boldly for I know it should finde himself in love Petill. I am angry Jun. Surely his wise self would hang his beastly self his understanding self so mawl his asse-self Dec. He 's bound to do it for he knows the follies the poverties and basenesse that belongs to 't h' as read upon the reformations long Petill. He has so Jun. 'T is true and he must do 't nor is it fit indeed any such coward Petill. You 'll leave prating Jun. Should dare come neer the Regiments specially those curious puppies for believe there are such that onely love behaviours those are dog-whelps dwindle away because a woman dies well commit with passions onely fornicate with the free spirit meerly you Petillius for you have long observ'd the world Petill. Dost thou hear I 'll beat thee damnably within these three hours go pray may be I 'll kill thee Farewel Jack daws Exit Dec. What a strange thing he 's grown Jun. I am glad he is so and stranger he shall be before I leave him Cur. Is 't possible her meer death Jun. I observ'd him and found him taken infinitely taken with her bravery I have follow'd him and seen him kisse his sword since court his scabbard call dying dainty deer her brave minde mistris casting a thousand ways to give
ow'nd this wealth this poor Gentleman Gave us no few wounds forc'd us from our own And then their civill swords who should be owners And who Lords over all turn'd against their own lives First in their rage consum'd the Ship That poor part of the Ship that scap't the first wracke Next their lives by heaps O be you wise and carefull La-m. Wee 'le ha more Sirah come show it Fran. Or ten times worse afflictions then thou speak'st of Alb. Nay and ye will be Doggs beats 'em out Tib. Let me come Captaine This Golden age must have an Iron ending Have at the bunch he beats 'em off Exit Amint. O Albert O Gentlemen O friends Exit Sebast. Come noble Nephew if we stay here we dye Here rides their Ship yet all are gone toth ' spoyle Let 's make a quick use Nicus. Away deer Uncle Sebast. This Gold was our overthrow Exit Nicus. It may now be our happinesse Enter Tibalt and the rest Tib. You shall have gold yes I 'le crambe it int' ee You shall be your own carvers yes I 'le carve ye Morill. I am sore I pray heare reason Tib. I 'le heare none Covetous base mindes have no reason I am hurt my self but whil'st I have a Legge left I will so haunt your guilded soules how d ee Captain Ye bleed apace curse on the causers on t Ye doe not faint Alb. No no I am not so happy Tib. D' ee howle nay ye deserve it Base greedy rogues come shall we make an end of 'em Alb. They are our country-men for heavens sake spare em Alas they are hurt enough they relent now Aminta above Amint. O Captain Captain Alb. Whose voyce is that Tib. The Ladies Amint. Look Captain look ye are undone poore Captain We are all undone all all we are all miserable Mad wilfull men ye are undone your ship your Ship Alb. What of her Amint. Shee 's under Sayle and floating See where she flies see to your shames you wretches Those poor starv'd things that shewed you Gold La-m. and Franvile goes up to see the Ship 1 Saylor They have cut the Cables And got her out the tyde too has befrinded em Mast. Where are the Saylors that kept her Boatsw. Here here in the mutiny to take up mony And left no creature left the Boat a shoare too This Gold this damn'd enticing Gold 2 Saylor How the wind drives her As if it vied to force her from our furies La-m. Come back good old men Fran. Good honest men come back Tib. The winds against ye speak lowder La-m. Ye shall have all your Gold againe they see us Tib. Hold up your hands and kneele And houle ye blockheads they 'le have compassion on ye Yes yes 't is very likely ye have deserv'd it D' ee look like Doggs now Are your mighty courages abated Alb. I bleed apace Tibalt Tib. Retire Sir and make the best use of our miseries They but begin now Enter Aminta Amint. Are ye alive still Alb. Yes sweet Tib. Help him off Lady And wrap him warme in your Armes Here 's something that 's comfortable off with him handsomely I 'le come to ye straight but vex these rascals a little Exit Albert Aminta Fran. Oh! I am hungry hurt and I am weary Tib. Here 's a Pestle of a Portigue Sir 'T is excellent meat with soure sauce And here 's two Chaines suppose 'em Sausages Then there wants Mustar'd But the fearefull Surgeon will supply ye presently La-m. O for that Surgeon I shall dye else Tib. Faith there he lies in the same pickle too Surg. My salves and all my Instruments are lost And I am hurt and starv'd Good Sir seeke for some Hearbs Tib. Here 's Hearbe gracelesse will that serve Gentlemen will ye goe to Supper All Where 's the meat Tib. Where 's the meat what a Veale voyce is there Fran. Would we had it Sir or any thing else Tib. I would now cut your throat you Dogge But that I wo not doe you such a curtesie To take you from the benefit of starving O! what a comfort will your worship have some three dayes hence Yea things beneath pitty shall be your harbinger You must not look for down-beds here Nor Hangings though I could wish ye strong on 's Yet here be many lightsome coole Star-chambers Open to every sweet ayre I 'le assure ye Ready provided for ye and so I 'le leave ye Your first course is serv'd expect the second Exit Fran. A vengeance on these Jewels La-m. O! this cursed Gold Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter Albert Aminta Alb. Alas deere soule ye faint Amint. You speak the language Which I should use to you heaven knows my weaknes Is not for what I suffer in my selfe But to imagine what you endure and to what fate Your cruell Starrs reserve ye Alb Doe not adde to my afflictions By your tender pitties sure we have chang'd Sexes You bear calamity with a fortitude Would become a man I like a weake girle suffer Amint O! but your wounds How fearfully they gape and every one To me is a Sepulchre if I lov'd truly Wise men affirm that true love can doe wonders This bath'd in my warme teares would soon be cur'd And leave no orifice behind pray give me leave To play the Surgeon and bind em up The raw ayre rancles 'em Alb. Sweet we want meanes Amint. Love can supply all wants Alb. What have ye done Sweet Oh sacriledge to beauty there 's no haire Of these pure locks by which the greatest King Would not be gladly bound and love his Fetters Amint. O Albert I offer this sacrifice of service To the Altar of your staid temperance and still adore it When with a violent hand you made me yours I cursed the doer but now I consider How long I was in your power and with what honour You entertain'd me it being seldome seen That youth and heat of blood could ere prescribe Laws to it selfe your goodnesse is the Lethe In which I drown your injuries and now live Truly to serve ye how doe you Sir Receive you the least ease from my service If you doe I am largely recompenc'd Alb. You good Angels That are ingag'd when mans ability failes To reward goodnesse look upon this Lady Though hunger gripes my croaking entrailes Yet when I kisse these rubies me thinkes I 'm at a banquet a refreshing banquet Speak my blesse't one art not hungry Amint. Indeed I could eat to beare you company Alb. Blush unkind nature If thou hast power or being to heare Thy self and by such innocence accus'd Must Print a thousand kinds of shames upon Thy various face canst thou supply a drunkard And with a prodigall hand reach choice of wines Til he cast up thy blessings or a glutton That robbs the Elements to sooth his palat And only eats to beget Appetite Not to be satisfied and suffer here A Virgin which the Saints would make their guest To pine for hunger ha
With patience in despising all your cruelties And make you choke with anger Ses. Away I say Mar. Stay sir h 'as given you such bold language I am not reconcil'd to him yet and therefore He shall not have his wish observ'd so neerly To die when he please I beseech you stay sir Ses. Do with him what thou wilt Mar. Carry him to th' Bilboes And clap him fast there with the Prince Viro. Do Lady For any death you give I am bound to blesse you Exit Virolet and Saylors Mar. Now to your Cabin sir pray lean upon me And take your rest the Surgeons waite all for you Ses. Thou makest me blush to see thee bear thy fortuns Why sure I have no hurt I have not fought sure Mast. You bleed apace Sir Mart. Ye grow cold too Ses. I must be ruld no leaning My deepest wounds scorn Crutches All A brave Generall Flor. Trumpets Cornets Exeunt omnes Enter two Saylors 1 Sayl. Will they not moore her 2 Sayl. Not till we come to the Fort This is too weak a place for our defences The Carpenters are hard at worke she swims well And may hold out another fight The ship we took Burns there to give us light 1 Sayl. She made a brave fight 2 Sayl. She put us all in feare 1 Sayl. Beshrew my heart did she Her men are gone to Candy they are pepper'd All but this prisoner 2 Sayl. Sure he 's a brave fellow 1 Say A stubborn knave but we have pul'd his bravery He discovers Virolet and Ascanio in the Bilboes Look how he looks now come let 's go serve his dyet Which is but bread and water 2 Sayl. He 'l grow fat on 't Exeunt Saylors Ascan. I must confesse I have endured much misery even almost to the ruine of my spirit But ten times more grows my affliction To finde my friend here Viro. Had we serv'd our Countrey Or honesties as we have serv'd our follies We had not been here now Ascan. T is to true Virolet Viro. And yet my end in ventring for your safety Pointed at more then Ferrants will a base one Some service for mine own some for my Nation Some for my friend but I am rightly payd That durst adventure such a Noble office From the most treacherous command of mischiefe You know him now Ascan. And when I neerer knew him Then when I waited Heaven be witnesse with me And if I lie my miseries still load me With what teares I have woed him with what prayers What weight of reasons I have layd what dangers Then when the peoples curses flew like storms And every tongue was whetted to defame him To leave his doubts his tyrannies his slaughters His fell oppressions I know I was hated too Viro. And all mankind that knew him these confessions Do no good to the world to Heaven they may Let 's study to die well we have liv'd like coxcombs Ascan. That my mis-fortune should lose you too Viro. Yes And not onely me but many more and better For my life t is not this or might I save yours And some brave friends I have engag'd let me go It were the meritorious death I wish for But we must hang or drown like whelps Ascan. No remedy Viro. On my part I expect none I know the man And know he has been netled to the quick too I know his nature Ascan. A most cruell nature Vir. His wrongs have bred him up I cannot blame him Ascan. He has a daughter too the greatest scorner And most insulter upon misery Viro. For those they are toyes to laugh at not to lead men A womans mirth or anger like a meteor Glides and is gone and leaves no crack behind it Our miseries would seem like masters to us And shake our manly spirits into feavors If we respected those the more they glory And raise insulting Trophies on our ruines The more our vertues shine in patience Sweet Prince the name of death was never terrible To him that knew to live nor the loud torrent Of all afflictions singing as they swim A gall of heart but to a guilty conscience Whilst we stand faire but by a two-edg'd storm We find untimely fals like early Roses But to the earth we beare our native sweetnesse Ascan. Good sir go on Viro. When we are little children And cry and fret for every toy comes crosse us How sweetly do we shew when sleep steales on us When we grow great but our affections greater And struggle with this stubborn twin born with us And tug and pull yet still we finde a Giant Had we not then the priviledge to sleep Our everlasting sleep he would make us ideots The memory and monuments of good men Are more then lives and tho their Tombs want tongues Yet have they eyes that daily sweat their losses And such a teare from stone no time can value To die both young and good are natures curses As the world says ask truth they are bountious blessings For then we reach at Heaven in our full vertues And fix our selves new Stars crown'd with our goodnes Asc. You have double arm'd me Srange Musick within Hoboys Hark what noyse is this What horrid noyse is the Sea pleas'd to sing A hideous Dirg to our deliverance Viro. Stand fast now Within strange cries horrid noyse Trumpets Asc. I am fixt Viro. We feare ye not Enter Martia Let death appear in all shapes we smile on him Asc. The Lady now Viro. The face o th' Maske is alter'd Asc. What will she doe Viro. Do what she can I care not Asc. She looks on you sir Viro. Rather she looks through me But yet she stirs me not Mart. Poore wretched slaves Why do you live or if ye hope for mercy Why do not you houle out and fill the hold With lamentations cries and base submissions Worthy our scorn Viro. Madam you are mistaken We are no slaves to you but to blind fortune And if she had her eyes and durst be certain Certain our friend I would not bow unto her I would not cry nor aske so base a mercy If you see any thing in our appearance Worthy your sexes softnes and your own glory Do it for that and let that good reward it We cannot beg Mart. I le make you beg and bow too Viro. Madam for what Mart. For life and when you hope it Then will I laugh and triumph on your basenesse Asc. Madam t is true there may be such a favour And we may aske it too aske it with honour And thanke you for that favour nobly thank you Tho it be death but when we beg a base life And beg it of your scorn Viro. Y' are couzened woman Your handsomnesse may do much but not this way But for your glorious hate Mart. Are ye so stubborn Death I will make you bow Vir. It must be in your bed then There you may worke me to humility Mart. Why I can kill thee Viro. If you do it handsomely It
wil give ye good councell Vit. That already You Have bestowd a Ribbon or a Glove Cla. Nay those are tokens for a waiting maid To trim the Butler with Vit. Your feather Cla. Fie the wenches give them to their Serving-men Vit. That little ring Cla. T will hold you but by th' finger And I would have you faster Vit. Any thing That I may weare and but remember you Cla. This smile my good opinion or my self But that it seems you like not Vit. Yes so well When any smiles I will remember yours Your good opinion shall in weight poize me Against a thousand ill Lastly your selfe My curious eye now figures in my heart Where I wil weare you till the Table breake So whitest Angels guard you Cla. Stay sir I Have fitly thought to give what you as fitly May not disdaine to weare Vit. What 's that Cla. This Sword I never heard a man speak till this houre His words are golden chaines and now I feare The Lyonesse hath met a tamer here Fie how his tongue chimes what was I saying Oh this favour I bequeath you which I tie In a love-knot fast nere to hurt my friends Yet be it fortunate 'gainst all your foes For I have neither friend nor foe but yours As ere it was to me I have kept it long And value it next my Virginity But good return it for I now remember I vow'd who purchas'd it should have me too Vit. would that were possible but alas it is not Yet this assure your selfe most honour'd Clara I le not infringe an Article of breath My vow hath offerd to ye nor from this part Whilst it hath edge or point or I a heart Exit Cla. Oh leave me living what new exercise Is crept into my breast that blauncheth clean My former nature I begin to finde I am a woman and must learn to fight A softer sweeter battaile then with Swords I am sick me thinks but the disease I feele Pleaseth and punisheth I warrant love Is very like this that folks talke of so I skill not what it is yet sure even here Even in my heart I sensibly perceive It glows and riseth like a glimmering flame But know not yet the essence on 't nor name Exit Actus tertius Scaena prima Enter Malroda and Alguazier Mal. He must not nor he shall not who shall let him You politique Diego with your face of wisdome Don-blirt the on your aphorismes Your grave and sage Ale physiognomy Do not I know thee for the Alquazier Whose dunghill all the Parish Scavengers Could never rid thou Comedy to men Whose serious folly is a for all To shoot their wits at whilst thou hast not wit Nor heart to answer or be angry Alg. Lady Mal. Peace peace you rotten rogue supported by A staffe of rottener office dare you check Anys accesses that I wil allow Piorato is my friend and visits me In lawfull sort to espouse me as his wife And who wil crosse or shall our enter-viewes You know me sirha for no Chambermaid That cast her belly and her wastcote lately Thou thinkst thy Constableship is much not so I am ten offices to thee I thy house Thy house and Office is maintain'd by me Alg. My house of office is maintain'd i th' garden Go too I know you and I have contriv'd Y' are a delinquent but I have contriv'd A poyson though not in the third degree I can say blacks your eye though it be grey I have connivd at this your friend and you But what is got by this connivency I like his feather well a proper man Of good discourse fine conversation Valiant and a great carrier of the businesse Sweet breasted as the Nightingale or Thrush Yet I must tell you you forget your selfe My Lord Vitellies love and maintenance Deserves no other Jack ith' box but he What though he gather'd first the golden fruit And blew your pigges-coat up into a blister When you did wait at Court upon his mother Has he not wel provided for the barne Beside what profit reap I by the other If you wil have me serve your pleasure Lady Your pleasure must accommodate my service As good be vertuous and poore as not Thrive by my knavery all the world would be Good prosper'd goodnesse like to villany I am the Kings vice-gerent by my place His right Lieutenant in mine owe precinct Mal. Thou art a right rascall in all mens precincts Yet now my paire of twins of foole and knave Looke we are friends there 's Gold for thee admit Whom I wil have and keep it from my Don And I will make thee richer then thou art wise Thou shalt be my Bawd and my Officer Thy children shall eate still my good night Owle And thy old wife sell Andyrons to the Court Be countenanced by the Dons and weare a hood Nay keepe my garden-house I le call her mother Thee father my good poysonous red-har'd Dill And Gold shall daily be thy Sacrifice Wrought from a fertill Island of mine owne Which I wil offer like an Indian Queen Alg. And I wil be thy divel thou my flesh With which I le catch the world Mal. Fill some Tobacco And bring it in if Piorato come Before my Don admit him if my Don Before my Love conduct him my deere devill Exit Alg. I wil my dear flesh first come first serv'd Wel said O equall Heaven how wisely thou disposest Thy severall gifts one 's born a great rich foole For the subordinate knave to worke upon Anothers poore with wits addition Which wel or ill us'd builds a living up And that too from the Sire oft discends Onely faire vertue by traduction Never succeeds and seldome meets successe What have I then to do with 't My free will Left me by Heaven makes me or good or ill Now since vice gets more in this vicious world Then piety and my stars confluence Enforce my disposition to affect Gaine and the name of rich let who wil practice War and grow that Way great religious And that way good my chiefe felicity Is wealth the nurse of sensuality And he that mainly labours to be rich Must scratch great scabs and claw a Strumpets itch Exit Scaena secunda Enter Piorato and Bobadilla with Letters Pio. To say sir I wil wait upon your Lord Were not to understand my selfe Bob. To say sir You wil doe any thing but wait upon him Were not to understand my Lord Pio. I le meet him Some halfe houre hence and doubt not but to render His sonne a man againe the cure is easie I have done divers Bob. Women do ye mean sir Pio. Cures I do mean sir be there but one sparke Of fire remaining in him unextinct With my discourse I le blow it to a flame And with my practice into action I have had one so full of childish feare And womanish hearted sent to my advice He durst not draw a Knife to cut his meat Bob. And how sir did you help him
eager sutors Lav. Troth t is wonderous hot God blesse us from him Lami. You have told me Montague Who are not fit to have me let me know The man you would point out for me Mont. There he sits my Lord of Amiens Madam is my choyce hee 's noble every way and worthy a wife with all the dowries of Ami. Do you speak sir out of your friendship to me Mont. Yes my Lord and out of truth for I could never flatter Ami I would not say how much I owe you for it For that were but a promise but I le thank ye As now I find you in despite of fortune A faire and noble Gentleman Lami. My Lords I must confesse the choyce this man hath made Is every way a great one if not too great And no way to be slighted yet because We love to have our own eyes sometimes now Give me a little liberty to see How I could fit my selfe if I were put to 't Ami. Madam we must Lami. Are yee all agreed Omnes We be Lami. Then as I am a maid I shall choose here Montague I must have thee Mont. Why Madam I have learnt to suffer more then you can out of pitty mock me with this way especially Lami. Thou think'st I jest now But by the love I bear thee I will have thee Mont. If you could be so weak to love a falne man He must deserve more then I ever can Or ever shall deer Lady look but this way Upon that Lord and you will tell me then Your eyes are no true choosers of good men Ami. Do you love him truely Lam. Yes my Lord I will obey him truly for I 'le marry him and justly thinke he that has so well serv'd mee with his obedience being borne to greatnesse must use mee nobly of necessity when I shall serve him Ami. 'T were a deepe sin to crosse ye noble Montague I wish ye all content and am as happy In my friends good as it were meerly mine Mont. Your Lordship does ill to give up your right I am not capable of this great goodnesse There sits my wife that holds my troth Cha. I 'le end all I wooed you for my Lady and now give up my title alas poor wench my aimes are lower far Mont. How 's this sweet heart Lami. Sweet heart t is so the drift was mine to hide My purpose till it struck home Omnes God give you joy Lami. Prethee leave wondring by this kisse I 'le have thee Mont. Then by this kisse and this I 'le ever serve ye Long. This Gentleman and I sir must needs hop once more to follow yee Mont. As friends and fellows never as servants more Long. Dub. You make us happy Orl. Friend Montague ye have taught mee so much honor I have found a fault in my self but thus I 'le purge my conscience of it the late land I took by false play from you with as much Contrition and entirenesse of affection to this most happy day again I render be Master of your own forget my malice and make mee worthy of your love L. Montague Mont. You have won me and honor to your name Mal. Since your Lordship has begun good deeds wee 'l follow good sir forgive us we are now those men fear you for goodnes sake those sums of money unjustly we detaine from you on your pardon shall bee restord again and we your servants La-p. You are very forward sir it seems you have money I pray you lay out I 'le pay you or pray for you as the Sea works Lav. Their pennance sir I 'le undertake so please ye To grant me on concealement Long. Right courtier still a begging Mont. What is it sir Lav. A Gentlewoman Mont. In my gift Lav. Yes sir in yours Mont. Why bring her forth and take her Lami. What wench would he have Mont. Any wench I think Enter Laverdine and Veramour like a Woman Lav. This is the Gentlewoman Mont. 'T is my Page sir Ver. No sir I am a poor disguis'd Lady That like a Page have followed you full long for love god-wot Omnes A Lady Laverdine yes yes t is a Lady Mont. It may be so and yet we have laine together But by my troth I never found her Lady L Orl. Why wore you boyes cloathes Vir. I 'le tell you Madam I took example by 2 or 3. playes that methought Concernd me Mont. Why made you not me acquainted with it Ver. Indeed sir I knew it not my selfe Untill this Gentleman opend my dull eyes And by perswasion made me see it Ami. Could his power in words make such a change Ver. Yes as truly woman as your selfe my Lord Lav. Why but hark you are not you a woman Ver. If hands and face make it not evident you shall see more Mal. Breeches breeches Laverdine La-p. T is not enough women may wear those cases Search further Courtier Omnes Ha ha ha La-p. Oh thou freshwater Gudgeon wouldst thou come To point of Marriage with an Ignoramus Thou shouldst have had her urin to the doctors The foolishest Phisitian could have made plaine The liquid Epicaene a blind man by the hand Could have discoverd the ring from the stone Boy come to Sea with me I le teach thee to climb And come down by the rope nay to eate Rats Ver. I shall devour my Master before the prison then Sir I have began my Trade Mal. Trade to the Citie child a flatcap will become thee Mont. Gentlemen I beseech you molest your selves no further For his preferment it is determin'd Lav. I am much ashamed and if my cheek Gives not satisfaction break my head Mont. Your shame 's enough sir Ami. Montague much joy attend thy marriage Bed By thy example of true goodnesse envie is exil'd And to all honest men that truth intend I wish good luck faire fate be still thy friend Exeunt FJNIS Vpon an Honest Mans Fortune By Mr. John Fletcher YOu that can look through Heaven and tell the Stars Observe their kind conjunctions and their wars Find out new lights and give them where you please To those men honors pleasures to those ease You that are Gods surveyers and can show How far and when and why the wind doth blow Know all the charges of the dreadfull thunder And when it will shoot over or fall under Tell me by all your art I conjure ye Yes and by truth what shall become of me Find out my star if each one as you say Have his peculiar Angel and his way Observe my fate next fall into your dreames Sweep clean your houses and new line your sceames Then say your worst or have I none at all Or is it burnt out lately or did fall Or am I poor not able no full flame My star like me unworthy of a name Is it your art can only work on those That deale with dangers dignities and cloaths With love or new opinions you all lye A fishwife hath a fate and so have I
life thou art drunke Or worse then drunke hir'd to convey me hither To some base end now I looke on thee better Thou hast a bawdy face and I abhor thee A beastly bawdy face I le go no further Sor. Nay shrink not back indeed you shall good Sister Why do you blush the good King will not hurt ye He honours ye and loves ye Eva. Is this the businesse Sor. Yes and the best you ever will arive at if you be wise Eva. My Father was no bawd Sir Nor of that worshipfull stock as I remember Sor. You are a foole Eva. You are that I shame to tell ye Fred. Gentle Evanthe Eva. The gracious Queen Sir Is well and merry heaven be thanked for it And as I think she waites you in the Garden Fred. Let her wait there I talk not of her Garden I talk of thee sweet flower Eva. Your Grace is pleasant To mistake a nettle for a rose Fred. No Rose nor Lilly nor no glorious Hyacinth Are of that sweetnesse whitenesse tendernesse Softnesse and satisfying blessednesse As my Evanthe Eva. Your Grace speakes very feelingly I would not be a hansome wench in your way Sir For a new gowne Fred. Thou art all hansomnesse Nature will be asham'd to frame another Now thou art made thou hast rob'd her of her cunning Each severall part about thee is a beauty Sor. Do you heare this Sister Eva. Yes unworthy Brother but all this will not do Fred. But love Evanthe Thou shalt have more then words wealth ease and honors My tender wench Eva. Be tender of my credit And I shall love you Sir and I shall honour ye Fred. I love thee to injoy thee my Evanthe To give thee the content of love Eva. Hold hold Sir ye are to fleet I have some businesse this way your Grace can nere content Sor. You stubborne toy Eva. Good my Lord Bawd I thank ye Fred. Thou shalt not go beleeve me sweet Evanthe So high I will advance thee for this favour So rich and potent I will raise thy fortune And thy friends mighty Eva. Good your Grace be patient I shall make the worst honourable wench that ever was Shame your discretion and your choyce Fred. Thou shalt not Eva. Shall I be rich do you say and glorious And shine above the rest and scorne all beauties And mighty in command Fred. Thou shalt be any thing Eva. Let me be honest too and then I le thank ye Have you not such a title to bestow too If I prove otherwise I would know but this Sir Can all the power you have or all the riches But tye mens tongues up from discoursing of me Their eyes from gazing at my glorious folly Time that shall come from wondering at my impudence And they that read my wanton life from curses Can you do this have ye this magick in ye This is not in your powre though you be a Prince Sir No more then evill is in holy Angels Nor I I hope get wantonnesse confirm'd By Act of Parliament an honesty And so receiv'd by all I le hearken to ye Heaven guide your Grace Fred. Evanthe stay a little I le no more wantonnesse I le marry thee Eva. What shall the Queene do Fred. I le be divorsed from her Eva. Can you tell why what has she done against ye Has she contrived a treason gainst your Person Abus'd your bed does disobedience urge ye Fre. That 's all one 't is my will Eva. 'T is a most wicked one A most absurd one and will show a Monster I had rather be a Whore and with lesse sin To your present lust then Queen to your unjustice Yours is no love Faith and Religion fly it Nor has no taste of faire affection in it Some hellish flame abuses your faire body And hellish furies blow it looke behinde ye Divorse ye from a woman of her beauty Of her integrity her piety Her love to you to all that honours ye Her chast and vertuous love are these fit causes What will you do to me when I have cloyd ye You may finde time out in eternity Deceit and violence in heavenly Justice Life in the grave and death among the blessed Ere staine or brack in her sweet reputation Sor. You have fool'd enough be wise now and a woman You have shew'd a modesty sufficient If not too much for Court Eva. You have shew'd an impudence A more experienc'd bawd would blush and shake at You will make my kindred mighty Fred. Prethee heare me Evan. I do Sir and I count it a great offer Fre. Any of thine Eva. 'T is like enough you may clap honour on them But how 't will sit and how men will adore it Is still the question I le tell you what they 'l say Sir What the report will be and 't will be true too And it must needs be comfort to your Master These are the issues of her impudence I le tell your Grace so deare I hold the Queene So deare that honour that she nurs'd me up in I would first take to me for my lust a Moore One of your Gally-slaves that cold and hunger Decrepid misery had made a mock-man Then be your Queene Fred. You are bravely resolute Evan. I had rather be a Leopar and be shun'd And dye by peeces rot into my grave Leaving no memory behind to know me Then be a high Whore to eternity Fred. You have another Gamster I perceive by ye You durst not slight me else Sor. I le finde him out Though he lye next thy heart hid I le discover him And ye proud peat I le make you curse your insolence Val. Tongue of an Angell and the truth of Heaven How am I blest Exit Val. Sor. Podramo go in hast To my Sisters Gentlewoman you know her well And bid her send her Mistris presently The lesser Cabinet she keeps her Letters in And such like toyes and bring it to me Instantly Away Pod. I am gone Exit Enter the Queene with two Ladies Sora. The Queene Fre. Le ts quit the place she may grow jealous Exit Fred. Soran Mar. So suddenly departed what 's the reason Doe's my approach displease his Grace are my eyes So hatefull to him or my conversation Infected that he flies me faire Evanthe Are you there then I see his shame Eva. 'T is true Madam 'Thas pleas'd his Goodnesse to be pleasant with me Mar. 'T is strange to finde thy modesty in this place Doe's the King offer faire doe's thy face take him Nere blush Evanthe 't is a very sweet one Doe's he raine gold and precious promises Into thy lap will he advance thy fortunes Shalt thou be mighty wench Evan. Never mock Madam 'T is rather on your part to be lamented At least reveng'd I can be mighty Lady And glorious too glorious and great as you are Mar. He will marry thee Evan. Who would not be a Queene Madam Mar. 'T is true Evanthe 't is a brave ambition A golden dreame
winds That cut the stubborne rocks and make them shiver Set me there friends Rug. Hold fast he must to bed Fryer what scalding sweats he has Mar. He 'le scalld in hell for 't that was the cause Alph. Drinke drinke a world of drinke Fill all the cups and all the antick vessels And borrow pots let me have drinke enough Bring all the worthy drunkards of the time The experienc'd drunkards let me have them all And let them drinke their worst I le make them Ideots I le lye upon my Back and swallow Vessels Have Rivers made of cooling wine run through me Not stay for this mans health or this great Princes But take an Ocean and begin to all oh oh Mar. He cooles a little now away with him And to his warme bed presently Alph. No drinke no winde no cooling aire Rug. You shall have any thing His hot fit lessens Heaven put in a hand now And save his life there 's drink Sir in your chamber And all coole things Alph. Away away le ts fly to 'em Exeunt Enter Valerio and Evanthe Evan. To say you were impotent I am asham'd on 't To make your self no man to a fresh maid too A longing maid upon her wedding night also To give her such a dor Val. I prethee pardon me Evan. Had you been drunke ' thad been excusable Or like a Gentleman under the Surgeons hands And so not able there had been some colour But wretchedly to take a weaknesse to ye A fearefull weaknesse to abuse your body And let a lye worke like a spell upon ye A lye to save your life Val. Will you give me leave sweet Evan. You have taken too much leave and too base leave too To wrong your Love hast thou a noble spirit And canst thou looke up to the peoples loves That call thee worthy and not blush Valerio Canst thou behold me that thou hast betraid thus And no shame touch thee Val. Shame attend the sinfull I know my innocence Evan. Ne're think to face it that 's a double weaknesse And shewes thee falser still the King himselfe Though he be wicked and our Enemy But juster then thine in pitty of my injuries Told me the truth Val. What did he tell Evanthe Evan. That but to gaine thy life a fortnight longer Thy lov'd poore life thou gav'st up all my duties Val. I sweare 't is false my life and death a recitall I have weir'd 'em both and finde 'em but one fortune But Kings are men and live as men and dye too Have the affections men have and their falsehoods Indeed they have more power to make 'em good The King 's to blame it was to save thy life wench Thy innocent life that I forbore thy bed For if I had toucht thee thou hadst dyed he swore it Evan. And was not I as worthy to dye nobly To make a story for the times that follows As he that married me what weaknesse Sir Or dissability do you see in me Either in minde or body to defraud me Of Such an opportunity Do you think I married you Only for pleasure or content in lust To lull you in mine armes and kise you hourely Was this my end I might have been a Queen Sir If that had caught me and have knowne all delicates There 's few that would have shun'd so faire an offer O thou unfaithfull fearefull man thou hast kill'd me In saving me this way thou hast destroy'd me Rob'd me of that thy love can never give more To be unable to save me O misery Had I been my Valerio thou Evanthe I would have lyen with thee under a Gallowes Though the Hangman had been my Hymen and the furies With iron whips and forks ready to torter me I would have hug'd thee too though hell had gap'd at me Save my life that expected to dye bravely That would have woo'd it too Would I had married An Eunuch that had truly no ability Then such a fearefull lyar thou hast done me A scurvy curtesie that has undone me Val. I le do no more since you are so nobly fashion'd Made up so strongly I le take my share with ye Nay Deere I le learne of you Evan. He weeps too tenderly My anger 's gone good my Lord pardon me And if I have offended be more angry It was a womans flash a sudden valour That could not lye conceal'd Val. I honour ye by all the rights of holy marriage And pleasures of chaste love I wonder at ye You appeare the vision of a Heaven unto me Stuck all with stars of honour shining cleerly And all the motions of your minde celestiall Man is a lumpe of earth the best man spiritlesse To such a woman all our lives and actions But counterfeits in Arras to this vertue Chide me againe you have so brave an anger And flowes so nobly from you thus deliver'd That I could suffer like a childe to heare ye Nay make my self guilty of some faults to honour ye Evan. I le chide no more you have rob'd me of my courage And with a cunning patience checkt my impudence Once more forgivenesse She kneeles Kisses her Val. Will this serve Evanthe And this my love Heavens mercy be upon us But did he tell no more Evan. Only this trifle You set my woman on me to betray me 'T is true she did her best a bad old woman It stir'd me Sir Val. I cannot blame thee Jewell Evan. And me thought when your name was sounded that way Val. He that will spare no fame will spare no name Sweet Though as I am a man I am full of weaknesse And may slip happily into some ignorance Yet at my yeeres to be a bawd and cozen Mine owne hopes with my Doctrine Evan. I beleeve not nor never shall our time is out to morrow Val. Let 's be too night then full of fruitfulnesse Now we are both of one minde let 's be happy I am no more a wanting man Evanthe Thy warme embraces shall dissolve that impotence And my cold lye shall vanish with thy kisses You houres of night be long as when Alemena Lay by the lusty side of Jupiter Keep back the day and hide his golden beames Where the chaste watchfull morning may not finde 'em Old doting Tython hold Aurora fast And though she blush the day-break from her cheeks Conceale her still thou heavy Walne stand firme And stop the quicker revolutions Or if the day must come to spoile our happinesse Thou envious Sunne peepe not upon our pleasure Thou that all Lovers curse be farre off from us Enter Castruchio with Guard Evan. Then let 's to bed and this night in all joyes And chaste delights Cast. Stay I must part ye both It is the Kings command who bids me tell ye To morrow is your last houre Val. I obey Sir In Heaven we shall meet Captaine where King Frederick Dare not appeare to part us Cast. Mistake me not though I am rough in doing of my Office You shall finde Sir
Do you mark too Which is a Noble vertue how she blushes And what a flowing modesty runs through her When we but name the Emperour Ard. But mark it Yes and admire it too for she considers Though she be faire as heaven and vertuous As holy truth yet to the Emperour She is a kind of nothing but her service Which she is bound to offer and she 'l do it And when her Countries cause commands affection She knows obedience is the key of vertues Then flye the blushes out like Cupids arrowes And though the tye of marriage to her Lord Would faine cry stay Lucina yet the cause And generall wisdom of the Princes love Makes her find surer ends and happier And if the first were chaste this is twice dobled Phor. Her tartnes unto us too Ard. That 's a wise one Phor. I rarely like it shewes a rising wisdom That chides all common fooles as dare enquire What Princes would have private Ard. What a Lady Shall we be blest to serve Luc. Goe get ye from me Ye are your purses Agents not the Princes Is this the vertuous Lore yee traind me out too Am I a woman fit to imp your vices But that I had a Mother and a woman Whose ever living fame turnes all it touches Into the good it selfe is I should now Even doubt my selfe I have been search't so neere The very soule of honour why should you two That happily have been as chast as I am Fairer I think by much for yet your faces Like ancient well built piles shew worthy ruines After that Angell age turne mortall Devills For shame for woman-hood for what ye have been For rotten Cedars have borne goodly branches If ye have hope of any Heaven but Court Which like a Dreame you 'l find hereafter vanish Or at the best but subject to repentance Study no more to be ill spoken of Let women live themselves if they must fall Their owne destruction find 'em not your sevours Ard. Madam yee are so excellent in all And I must tell it you with admiration So true a joy ye have so sweet a feare And when ye come to anger t is so noble That for mine own part I could still offend To heare you angry women that want that And your way guided else I count it nothing Are either Fooles or Cowards Phor. She were a Mistris for no private greatnesse Could she not frowne a ravishd kisse from anger And such an anger as this Lady learnes us Stuck with such pleasing dangers Gods I aske ye Which of ye all could hold from Luc. I perceive ye Your owne dark sins dwell with yee and that price You sell the chastitie of modest wives at Runs to diseases with your bones I scorne ye And all the nets ye have pitcht to catch my vertues Like Spiders Webs I sweep away before me Goe tell the Emperour yee have met a woman That neither his owne person which is God-like The world he rules nor what that world can purchase Nor all the glories subject to a Cesar The honours that he offers for my body The hopes gifts everlasting flatteries Nor any thing that 's his and apt to tempt me No not to be the Mother of the Empire And Queene of all the holy fires he worships Can make a Whore of Ard. You mistake us Lady Luc. Yet tell him this ha's thus much weakend me That I have here his knaves and you his Matrons Fit Nurses for his sins which gods forgive me But ever to be leaning to his folly Or to be brought to love his lust assure him And from her mouth whose life shal make it certain I never can I have a Noble husband Pray tell him that too yet a noble name A Noble Family and last a Conscience Thus much for your answer For your selves Ye have liv'd the shame of women dye the better Exit Phor. What 's now to doe Lucina Ard. Ev'n as she said to dye For ther 's no living here and women thus I am sure for us two Phor. Nothing stick upon her Ard. We have lost a masse of mony wel Dame vertue Yet ye may halt if good luck serve Phor. Wormes take her She has almost spoil'd our trade Ard. So godly This is ill breeding Phorba Phor. If the women Should have a longing now to see this Monster And she convert 'em all Ard. That may be Phorba But if it be I le have the young men gelded Come let 's goe think she must not scape us thus There is a certain season if we hit That women may be rid without a bit Exeunt Scaen. 3. Enter Maximus and Aecius Max. I cannot blame the Nations noble friend That they fall off so fast from this wild man When under our Allegeance be it spoken And the most happy tye of our affections The worlds weight groanes beneath him where lives vertue Honour discretion wisdom who are cald And chosen to the steering of the Empire But Baudes and singing Girles ô my Aecius The glory or a Souldier and the truth Of men made up for goodnesse sake like shells Grow to the ragged walls for want of action Only your happy selfe and I that love ye Which is a larger meanes to me then favour Aecius No more my worthy friend though these be truths And though these truthes would aske a Reformation At least a little squaring yet remember We are but subjects Maximus obedience To what is done and griefe for what is ill done Is all we can call ours the hearts of Princes Are like the Temples of the gods pure incense Vntill unhallowed hands defile those offrings Burnes ever there we must not put 'em out Because the Priests that touch those sweetes are wicked We dare not deerest friend nay more we cannot While we consider why we are and how To what lawes bound much more to what Law-giver Whilest majestie is made to be obeyed And not inquired into whilest Gods and Angels Make but a rule as we do though a stricter Like desperate and unseason'd fooles let fly Our killing angers and forsake our honors Max. My noble Freind from whose Instructions I never yet tooke surfet weigh but thus much Nor thinke I speake it with ambition For by the Gods I do not why Aecius Why are we thus or how become thus wretched Aecius You 'l fall againe into your fit Max. I will not Or are we now no more the sons of Romanes No more the followers of their happy fortunes But conquer'd Gaules or Quivers for the Parthians Why is this Emperor this man we honor This God that ought to be Aecius You are too curious Max. Good give me leave why is this Author of us Aeci. I dare not heare ye speake thus Max. I le be modest Thus led away thus vainly led away And we beholders misconceive me not I sow no danger in my words but wherefore And to what end are we the sonnes of Fathers Famous and fast to Rome Why are
I honor it and next to honor love it For there is only beauty and that sweetness That was first meant for modesty sever it And put it in one woman it appears not 'T is of too rare a nature she too gross To mingle with it Rod. This is a meer heresie Marc. Which makes 'em ever mending for that gloss That cosens us for beauty is but bravery An outward shew of things well set no more For heavenly beauty is as heaven it self Sir Too excellent for object and what is seen Is but the vail then airy clouds grant this It may be seen 't is but like stars in twinklings Rod. 'T was no small study in their Libraries Brought you to this experience But what think ye Of that fair red and white which we call beauty Mar. Why 't is our creature Sir we give it 'em Because we like those colours else 't is certain A blew face with a motley nose would do it And be as great a beauty so we lov'd it That we cannot give which is only beauty Is a fair Mind Rod. By this rule all our choices Are to no ends Marc. Except the dull end Doing Rod. Then all to you seem equal Marc. Very true Sir And that makes equal dealing I love any That 's worth love Rod. How long love ye Signiour Marc. Till I have other business Rod. Do you never Love stedfastly one woman Mar. 'T is a toyl Sir Like riding in one rode perpetually It offers no variety Rod. Right youth He must needs make a Soldier nor do you think One woman can love one man Mar. Yes that may be Though it appear not often they are things ignorant And therefore apted to that superstition Of doting fondness yet of late years Signior That world 's well mended with 'em fewer are found now That love at length and to the right mark all Stir now as the time stirs fame and fashion Are ends they aim at now and to make that love That wiser ages held ambition They that cannot reach this may love by Index By every days surveying who best promises Who has done best who may do and who mended May come to do again who appears neatest Either in new stampt cloths or curtesies Done but from hand to mouth neither nor love they these things Longer then new are making nor that succession Beyond the next fair feather Take the City There they go to 't by gold waight no gain from 'em All they can work by fire and water to 'em Profit is all they point at if there be love 'T is shew'd ye by so dark a light to bear out The bracks and old stains in it that ye may purchase French velvet better cheap all loves are endless Rod. Faith if ye have a Mistress would she heard you Mar. T were but the ventring of my place or swearing I meant it but for argument as Schoolmen Dispute high questions Rod. What a world is this When young men dare determine what those are Age and the best experience ne'r could aim at Marc. They were thick ey'd then Sir now the print is bigger And they may read their fortunes without spectacles Rod. Did you ne'r love Mar. Faith yes once after supper And the fit held till midnight Rod. Hot or shaking Mar. To say true both Rod. How did ye rid it Mar. Thus Sir I laid my hand upon my heart and blest me And then said over certain charms I had learn'd Against mad dogs for love and they are all one Last thought upon a windmill and so slept And was well ever after Rod. A rare Physitian What would your practise gain ye Mar. The wars ended I mean to use my heart and have these fools Cut in the head like Cats to save the Kingdom Another Inquisition Rod. So old a Soldier Out of the wars I never knew yet practised Mar. I shall mend every day But noble General Believe this but as this you nam'd discourses Rod. O ye are a cunning Gamster Mar. Mirths and toys To cosen time withall for O my troth Sir I can love I think well too well enough And think as wel of women as they are Pretty fantastick things some more regardful And some few worth a service I am so honest I with 'em all in heaven and you know hard Sir 'T will be to get in there with their great farthingalls Rod. Well Marckantonio I would not loose thy company For the best Galley I command Marc. Faith Generall If these discourses please ye I shall fit ye Once every day knock within Rod. Thou canst not please me better hark they call Below to Didner ye are my Cabbin guest My bosom's so you please Sir Marc. Your poor Servant Exeunt Scena quarta Enter Philipo and second Host Host Let 'em have meat enough woman half a hen There be old rotten pilchers put 'em off too 'T is but a little new anoynting of 'em And a strong onyon that confounds the stink Hostess They call for more Sir Host Knock a dozen eggs down But then beware your wenches Hostess More then this too Host. Worts worts and make 'em porridg pop 'em up But they shall pay for Cullyses Hostess All this is nothing They call for kid and partridg Host Well remembred Where 's the half Falconers dog he left Hostess It stinks Sir Past all hope that way Host Run it o're with garlick And make a Roman dish on 't Hostess Pray ye be patient And get provision in these are fine Gentlemen And liberal Gentlemen they have unde quare No mangey Muleters nor pinching Posts That feed upon the parings of musk-millions And radishes as big and tough as rafters Will ye be stirring in this business here 's your brother Mine old Host of Ossuva as wise as you are That is as knavish if ye put a trick Take heed he do not find it Host. I le be wagging Hostess 'T is for your own commodity why wenches Anon for sooth within Hostess Who makes a fire there and who gets in water Let Oliver go to the Justice and beseech his worship We may have two spits going and do you here Druce Let him invite his worship and his wives worship To the left meat to morrow Enter Bayliff Bayl. Where 's the Kitchen Hostess Even at the next door Signior what old Don We meet but seldom Bayl. Prethee be patient Hostess And tell me where the meat is Hostess Faith Master Bayly How have ye done and how man Bayl. Good sweet Hostess What shall we have to dinner Hostess How do's your woman And a fine woman she is and a good woman Lord how you bear your years Bayl. Is 't veal or mutton Beef bacon pork kid pheasant or all these And are they ready all Hostess The hours that have been Between us two the merry hours Lord Bayl. Hostess Dear Hostess do but hear I am hungry Hostess Ye are merrily dispos'd Sir Bayl. Monstrous hungry And hungry after much meat I have brought
make ye covet home away ye boarish rogues ye dogs away Enter wife Wife Oh oh oh how now man are you satisfi'd Corn. I I I a o' your Corporal I am paid soundly I was never better paid in all my life Wife Marry the gods blessing on his honours heart you have done a charitable deed Sir many more such may you live to do Sir the gods keep you Sir the gods protect you Exit Mar. These peasants mock me sure Valerius forgive my dotage see my ashes urn'd and tell fair Dorigen she that but now left me with this harsh vow Sooner these rocks should be remov'd then she would yeeld that I was yet so loving on her gift to die Val. O Jupiter forbid it Sir and grant this my device may certifie thy minde you are my brother nor must perish thus be comforted think you fair Dorigen would yeeld your wishes if these envious rocks by skill could be remov'd or fallacie she made believe so Mar. Why she could not chuse the Athenians are religious in their vows above all nations Val. Soft down yonder hill the Lady comes this way once more to trie her if she persist in obstinacie by my skill learn'd from the old Caldean was my Tutor who train'd me in the Mathematicks I will so dazzle and delude her sight that she shall think this great impossibilitie effected by some supernatural means Be confident this engine shall at least till the gods better order still this brest Exit Valerius Mar. O my best brother go and for reward chuse any part o' th' world I 'll give it thee O little Rome men say thou art a god thou mightst have got a fitter fool then I Enter Dorigen Dor. Art thou there Basilisk remove thine eyes for I am sick to death with thy infection Mar. Yet yet have mercy on me save him Lady whose single arm defends all Rome whose mercie hath sav'd thy husband's and thy life Dor. To spoil our fame and honours no my vow is fixt and stands as constant as these stones do still Mar. Then pitie me ye gods you onely may move her by tearing these firm stones away Solemn musick A mist ariseth the rocks remove Enter Valerius like Mercury singing Val. Martius rejoyce Jove sends me from above his Messenger to cure thy desperate love to shew rash vows cannot binde destinie Lady behold the rocks transplanted be Hard-hearted Dorigen yeeld lest for contempt They fix thee here a rock whence they 're exempt Dor. What strange delusion 's this what Sorcery affrights me with these apparitions my colder Chastity 's nigh turn'd to death Hence lewd Magician dar'st thou make the gods bawds to thy lust will they do miracles to further evil or do they love it now know if they dare do so I dare hate them and will no longer serve 'em Jupiter thy golden showr nor thy snow-white Swan had I been Lada or bright Danae had bought mine honour Turn me into stone for being good and blush when thou hast done Exit Dorigen Enter Valerius Mar. O my Valerius all yet will not do unlesse I could so draw mine honestie down to the lees to be a ravisher she calls me witch and villain Val. Patience Sir the gods will punish perjury Let her breathe and ruminate on this strange sight Time decays the strongest fairest buildings we can finde but still Diana fortifie her minde Exeunt Enter Sophocles and Dorigen Soph. Weep not bright Dorigen for thou hast stood constant and chaste it seems 'gainst gods and men when rocks and mountains were remov'd These wonders do stupifie my senses Martius this is inhumane was thy sicknesse lust yet were this truth why weeps she Jealous soul what dost thou thus suggest Vows Magick Rocks fine tales and tears She ne'er complain'd before I bade her visit him she often did had many opportunities Humh 't is naught O no way but this Come weep no more I have ponder'd this miracle the anger of the gods thy vow my love to thee and Martius he must not perish nor thou be forsworn lest worse fates follow us Go keep thy oath for chaste and whore are words of equal length but let not Martius know that I consent O I am pull'd in pieces Dor. I say you so I 'll meet you in your path O wretched men with all your valour and your learning bubbles Forgive me Sophocles Yet why kneel I for pardon having been but over-diligent like an obedient servant antedating my Lords command Sir I have often and already given this bosom up to his embraces and am proud that my dear Lord is pleas'd with it whose gentle honourable minde I see participates even all his wife and all unto his friend You are sad Sir Martius loves me and I love Martius with such ardencie as never married couple could I must attend him now My Lord when you have need to use your own wife pray Sir send for me till then make use of your Philosophie Exit Soph. Stay Dorigen O me inquisitive fool thou that didst order this congested heap when it was Chaos 'twixt thy spacious palms forming it to this vast rotundie dissolve it now shuffle the elements that no one proper by it self may stand let the sea quench the sun and in that instant the sun drink up the sea day ne'er come down to light me to those deeds that must be done Exit Drums and Colours Enter Martius Valerius Captains and souldiers at one door and Dorigen with Ladies at another Dor. Hail General of Rome from Sophocles that honours Martius Dorigen presents her self to be dishonour'd do thy will for Sophocles commands me to obey Come violate all rules of holinesse and rend the consecrated knot of love Mar. Never Valerius was I blest till now behold the end of all my weary steps the prize of all my Battels leave us all leave us as quick as thought Thus joy begin in zealous love a minutes losse is sin Val. Can Martius be so vile or Dorigen Dor. Stay stay and monster keep thou further off I thought thy brave soul would have much much loath'd to have gone on still on such terms as this See thou ungrateful since thy desperate lust nothing can cure but death I 'll die for thee whilst my chaste name lives to posterity Mar. Live live thou Angel of thy sex forgive till by those golden tresses thou be'st snatch'd alive to heaven for thy corruption 's so little that it cannot suffer death Was ever such a woman O my Mirror how perfectly thou shew'st me all my faults which now I hate and when I next attempt thee let all the fires in the Zodiak drop on this cursed head All O blest event Dor. Rise like the sun again in all his glory after a dark Eclipse Mar. Never without a pardon Enter Sophocles and two or three with him Dor. Sir you have forgiven your self Soph. Behold their impudence are my words just Unthankful man viper to Arms and Rome thy natural
thy theevish heart that stale it and restore 't do miracles to gain her Ger. Was she thine Ferd. Never but in my wish and her fathers vow which now he left with me on such sure terms he call'd me son and will'd me to provide my Wedding-preparation Ger. Strange Ferd. Come let 's kill one another quickly Ger. Ferdinand my love is old to her thine new begot I have not wrong'd thee think upon thine Oath Ferd. It manacles me Gerrard else this hand should bear thee to the Law Fare well for ever since friendship is so fatal never more will I have friend thou hast put so sure a plea that all my weal 's litigious made by thee Ger. I did no crime to you His love transports him and yet I mourn that cruel destinie should make us two thus one anothers crosse we have lov'd since boys for the same time cast him on Lord Benvoglio that my Aunt and I were succour'd by Randulpho men have call'd us the parallels of Millain and some said we were not much unlike O heaven divert that we should ever since that time be breeding mutual destruction Enter Dorothea Dor. O where are you you have made a fair hand By yonder is your Aunt with my Ladie she came in just as she was wooing your Mistris for another and what did me she but out with her purse and shew'd all the naked truth ifaith Fie upon you you should never trust an old woman with a secret they cannot hold they cannot hold so well as we and you 'ld hang 'em First there was swearing and staring then there was howling and weeping and O my daughter and O my mother Ger. The effect the effect Dor. Marry no way but one with you Ger. Why welcom Shall she scape Dor. Nay she has made her scape already Ger. Why is she gone Dor. The scape of her virginitie I mean You men are as dull you can conceive nothing you think it is enough to beget Ger. I but surely Dorothea that scap'd not her maidenhead suffer'd Dor. And you were the Executioner Ger. But what 's the event lord how thou starv'st me Doll Dor. Lord how thou starv'st me Doll By I would fain see you crie a little Do you stand now as if you could get a childe Come I 'll rack you no more This is the heart of the businesse always provided Seignior that if it please the Fates to make you a Lord you be not proud nor forget your poor handmaid Doll who was partly accessary to the incision of this Holofernian maiden-head Ger. I will forget my name first Speak Dor. Then thus My Ladie knows all her sorrow is reasonably well digested has vow'd to conceal it from my Lord till delay ripen things better wills you to attend her this evening at the back gate I 'll let you in where her own Confessor shall put you together lawfully ere the childe be born which birth is very neer I can assure you all your charge is your vigilance and to bring with you some trustie Nurse to convey the infant out of the house Ger. O beam of comfort take go tell my Ladie I pray for her as I walk my joys so flow that what I speak or do I do not know Exeunt Dumb Shew Enter Violanta at one door weeping supported by Cornelia and a Frier at another door Angelina weeping attended by Dorothea Violanta kneels down for pardon Angelina shewing remorse takes her up and cheers her so doth Cornelia Angelina sends Dorothea for Gerrard Enter Gerrard with Dorothea Angelina and Cornelia seem to chide him shewing Violanta's heavie plight Violanta rejoyceth in him he makes signes of sorrow intreating pardon Angelina brings Gerrard and Violanta to the Frier he joyns them hand in hand takes a Ring from Gerrard puts it on Violanta's finger blesseth them Gerrard kisseth her the Frier takes his leave Violanta makes shew of great pain is instantly conveyed in by the women Gerrard is bid stay he walks in meditation seeming to pray Enter Dorothea whispers him sends him out Enter Gerrard with a Nurse blindfold gives her a purse To them enter Angelina and Cornelia with an infant they present it to Gerrard he kisseth and blesseth it puts it into the Nurses arms kneels and takes his leave Exeunt all severally Enter Benvoglio and Randulpho Ben. He 's dead you say then Rand. Certainly and to hear the people now dissect him now he 's gone makes my ears burn that lov'd him not such Libels such Elegies and Epigrams they have made more odious then he was Brother great men had need to live by love meting their deeds with vertues rule sound with the weight of judgement their privat'st action for though while they live their power and policie mask their villanies their bribes their lust pride and ambition and make a many slaves to worship 'em that are their flatterers and their bawds in these these very slaves shall when these great beasts die publish their bowels to the vulgar eye Ben. Fore heaven 't is true But is Rinaldo brother our good Duke heard of living Rand. Living Sir and will be shortly with the Senate has been close conceal'd at Mantua and reliev'd but what 's become of his no tidings yet But brother till our good Duke shall arrive carry this news here Where 's your Ferdinand Ben. O busie Sir abut this Marriage and yet my girl o' th' sudden is faln sick you 'll see her ere you go Rand. Yes well I love her and yet I wish I had another daughter to gratifie my Gerrard who by is all the glory of my family but has too much worth to live so obscure I 'll have him secretary of Estate upon the Dukes return for credit me the value of that Gentleman 's not known his strong abilities are fit to guide the whole Republike he hath learning youth valour discretion honestie of a Saint his aunt is wondrous good too Enter Violanta in a bed Angelina and Dorothea sitting by her Ben. You have spoke the very character of Ferdinand one is the others mirror How now daughter Rand. How fares my Neece Viol. A little better Uncle then I was I thank you Rand. Brother a meer cold Angel It was a cold and heat I think but heaven be thanked we have broken that away n. And yet Violanta you 'll lie above still and you see what 's got Dor. Sure Sir when this was got she had a bed-fellow Rand. What has her Collick left her in her belly Dor. 'T has left her but she has had a sore fit Rand. I that same Collick and Stone 's inherent to us o' th' womans side our mothers had them both Dor. So has she had Sir How these old fornicators talk she had more need of Mace-ale and Renish-wine Candles heaven knows then your aged discipline Ben. Say Enter Ferdinand Ang. She will have the man and on recovery will wholly be dispos'd by you Ben. That 's my wench how now what
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
glad am I to see you thus well restor'd in troth he never wrong'd you in his life nor I but alwayes held fair thoughts of you knew not my Fathers meaning till of late could never have known it soon enough For Sir Gerrard's and my affection began in infancie My Uncle brought him oft in long coats hither you were such another the little boy would kisse me being a childe and say he lov'd me give me all his toyes bracelets rings sweet-meats all his rosie smiles I then would stand and stare upon his eyes play with his locks and swear I lov'd him too For sure me thought he was a little Love he woo'd so prettily in innocence that then he warm'd my fancie for I felt a glimmering beam of love kindle my blood both which time since hath made a flame and flood Fer. O gentle innocent me thinks it talks like a child still whose white simplicitie never arriv'd at sin Forgive me Lady I have destroyd Gerrard and thee rebell'd against heavens ordinance dis-pair'd two doves made 'em sit mourning slaughter'd love and cleft the heart of all integritie This brest was trusted with the secret of your vow by Gerrard and reveal'd it to your father Viol. Hah Ferd. Read and curse me Viol. Neither I will never nor write nor read again Ferd. My penance be it Reads Your labyrinth is found your lust proclaim'd Viol. Lust humh my mother sure felt none when I was got Fer. I and the law implacably offended Gerrard's imprison'd and to die Viol. O heaven Ferd. and you to suffer with reproach and scoffs a publick execution I have sent you an Antidote 'gainst shame poyson by him you have most wrong'd give him your penitent tears Viol. Humh 't is not truth Ferd. Drink and farewell for ever And though thy whoredome blemish thy whole line Prevent the Hangmans stroak and die like mine Viol. Oh wo is me for Gerrard I have brought confusion on the noblest Gentleman that ever truely lov'd But we shall meet where our condemners shall not and enjoy a more refin'd affection then here no law nor father hinders marriage there 'twixt souls divinely affi'd as sure ours were there we will multiplie and generate joyes like fruitfull parents Lucklesse Ferdinand Where 's the good old Gentlewoman my husbands Aunt Ferd. Thrust from you Uncle to all povertie Viol. Alas the pitie Reach me Sir the cup I 'll say my prayers and take my fathers physick Ferd. O villain that I was I had forgot to spill the rest and am unable now to stir to hinder her Viol. What aile you Sir Ferd. Your father is a monster I a villain this tongue has kill'd you pardon Violanta oh pardon Gerrard and for sacrifice accept my life to expiate my fault I have drunk up the poyson Viol. Thou art not so uncharitable a better fellow far thou 'st left me half Sure death is now adrie and calls for more blood still to quench his thirst I pledge thee Ferdinand to Gerrards health Deer Gerrard poor Aunt and unfortunate friend Ay me that love should breed true Lovers end Fer. Stay Madam stay help hoa for heavens sake help Improvident man that good I did intend for satisfaction saving of her life my equall cruell starres made me forget Enter Angelina with two servants Ang. What spectacle of death assaults me oh Viol. My deerest mother I am dead I leave father and friends and life to follow love Good mother love my child that did no ill Fie how men lie that say death is a pain or has he chang'd his nature like soft sleep he seizes me Your blessing Last I crave that I may rest by Gerrard in his grave Ferd. There lay me too O noble Mistris I have caus'd all this and thesefore justly die That key will open all Ang. O viperous father For heavens sake bear 'em in run for Physicians and medicines quickly Heaven thou shalt not have her yet 't is too soon Alas I have no more and taking her away thou robb'st the poor Exeunt Flourish Enter Duke States Randulpho Benvoglio Gerrard Executioner Guard Duke The Law as greedy as your red desire Benvoglio hath cast this man 'T is pitie so many excellent parts are swallo'wd up in one fowle wave Is Violanta sent for Our Justice must not lop a branch and let the body grow still Ben. Sir she will be here alive or dead I am sure Ger. How cheerfully my countenance comments death that which makes men seem horrid I will wear like to an ornament O Violanta might my life onely satisfie the Law how jocundly my soule would enter heaven Why shouldst thou die thou wither'st in thy bud as I have seen a Rose ere it was blown I doe beseech your Grace the Statute may in this case made be read not that I hope t' extenuate my offence or penaltie but to see whether it lay hold on her And since my death is more exemplary then just this publick reading will advise caution to others Duke Read it Ran. Brother does not your soul groan under this severity States read A Statute provided in case of unequal Matches Marriages against parents consent stealing of heirs Rapes Prostitutions and such like That if any person meanly descended or ignorant of his own Parentage which implies as much shall with a foul intent unlawfully sollicite the daughter of any Peer of the Dukedom he shall for the same offence forfeit his right hand but if he further prostitute her to his lust he shall first have his right hand cut off and then suffer death by the common Executioner After whom the Lady so offending shall likewise the next day in the same manner die for the fact Ger. This Statute has more cruelty then sense I see no ray of mercie Must the Lady suffer death too suppose she were inforc'd by some confederates born away and ravisht is she not guiltlesse Duke Yes if it be prov'd Ger. This case is so I ravisht Violanta State Who ever knew a rape produce a childe Ben. Pish these are idle Will your grace command the Executioner proceed Duke Your Office Ger. Fare well to thy inticing vanitie thou round gilt Box that dost deceive mans eye the wise man knows when open thou art broke the treasure thou includ'st is dust and smoke even thus I cast thee by My Lords the Law is but the great mans mule he rides on it and tramples poorer men under his feet yet when they come to knock at yond' bright gate ones rags shall enter 'fore the others state Peace to ye all here sirha strike this hand hath Violanta kiss'd a thousand times it smells sweet ever since this was the hand plighted my faith to her do not think thou canst cut that in sunder with my hand My Lord as free from speck as this arm is my heart is of foul lust and every vein glides here as full of truth Why does thy hand shake so 't is mine must be cut off and that is firm
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