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A77567 Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome. Brome, Richard, d. 1652?; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? English Moor.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Love-sick court.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Covent Garden weeded.; Brome, Ricahrd, d. 1652?. New academy.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Queen and concubine. 1659 (1659) Wing B4872; Thomason E1782_1; Thomason E1782_2; Thomason E1782_3; Thomason E1782_4; Thomason E1782_5; ESTC R209758 271,627 554

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Petr. Fearful effect of Pride Alin. This shadow of a King that stands set up As in a Press among the Raggs and Vizors That represent his deceas'd Ancestors King What means my love Alin. Your love where is your love Where is the preparation that you promis'd Of strength to tear in pieces that vile Witch That lives my souls vexation your love You are a load of torment your delays To my desires are Hellish cruelties Are these your Promises Horatio holds up his hands King I have given order with all speed I could Alin. You could cut off an old man in a Prison That could make no resistance and you could Vex a poor Boy to death that could but cry In his defence that you could do but this That has so much shew of fear or hardness As a few Peasants to maintain a Strumpet Against your Dignitie is too much to do For a poor coward King Petr. What a tyrannous Ambition Has the Devil puff'd up this Bladder with King I fear her wits are craz'd indeed Alinda Hear me gentle love Alin. O my torment Hor. As I am true to the Crown I know not what to say to this she 's falling mad sure Alin. No no you dare not do 't your Army may Perhaps i' th' dangerous Action break a shin Or get a bloody nose it now appears My Father as 't was voyc'd was all your valour Y' have never a Mars or Cuckold-making General Now left and for your self you 'r past it Hor. His tother wife would not have us'd him thus Quiet Cuckoldrie is better then scolding chastitie all the world over King I see distraction in her face Alin. Did all your brave Commanders die in Sforza Petr. By the Kings favour Madam not to stir The dust of your dead Father he has Souldiers That know to lead and execute no less Then did victorious Sforza Alin. Sirrah you have stirr'd more then his dust you have mov'd his blood in me unto a Justice that claims they trayterous head Petr. My head and Trayterous I do appeal unto the King Alin. A King a Cobweb Hor. And she the Spider in 't I fear My Loyaltie knowes not how to look upon her Alin. If thou beest King thou yet art but that King That ows me love and life and so my subject King Indeed Alinda Alin. Yes indeed Gonzago Life by inheritance for my valiant Father Whose life thou tookst gave thine and so 't is mine And for your love you dare not wrest it from me Therefore deny not now my just demand In that proud Traytors head Hor. She 's mad beyond all cure King Examine his offence my dear Alinda Alin. Is 't not enough Alinda doth command it Are these the Articles you gave me grant of Is this the nothing that you would deny me King Sweet weigh but his offence Alin. His Head is my offence and give me that Now without pause or by the strength of Hercules I le take thee by the Horns and writhe thine own off King Go from her sight Petruccio levie up our Forces And let the Boy Gonzago be embowell'd And sent as a forerunner of our Furie Unto that Witch contriver of these woes Petr. 'T is done my liege Exit Petruccio Alin. Was ever woman barr'd her will as I am Hor. Here 's a fine woman spoil'd now by humoring her at first and cherishing her Pride Alin. Sure you have but mock'd me all this while I am no wife no Queen but silly Subject King 'T is a disease in her that must be sooth'd Sweet thou shalt have his Head Alin. O shall I so King Go in it shall be brought thee Alin. Mark what I say to bind you to your word Do it or I le not love you I can change Love into hate hate into love most sweetly Let that man live to morrow I le love him And do fine feats with him such as your tother wife And Sforza did but make much better sport on 't They were an old dry couple Hor. Take this take all Alin. I leave all to your Kingly consideration You know your charge look to 't and so I leave you Exit King What wild Affections do in women raign But this a Passion past all President O 't is meer Madness mix'd with Divellish cunning To hurl me upon more and endless mischiefes It has awak'd me to the sight of those My fury sprung from Dotage hath already Laid in my Path grim Spectacles of horror The blood of Sforza and that tender Boy O let me think no further yet stay there To plunge at first into too deep a Sense Of soul-afflicting terrours drowns the Reason And stupifies the Conscience which delivers Us over to an insensibilitie Of our misdeeds and of our selves just Heaven Afford me light to see I am misled But let it not as lightning blast mine eyes Confound my Senses make me further stray For ever coming back to know my way Hor. How fares your Majesty Kin. O Horatio shee 's lost shee 's lost Horatio Hor. I would my wife were with her then And so would any good Subject say I think King What dost thou think Hor. Marry I think and so would any good Subject think I think as your Majestie thinks King What dost thou think of Loyaltie now Hor. Truly I think there 's now not any warrantable Loyaltie left but in Petruccio and my self The Queen is now out of my Catalogue and my Creed too Scoen. VIII. A shout within crying Kill him kill him for Sforza Sforza kill him for the blood of Sforza Sforza c. King What terrible what hideous noise is this Within Kill him for Sforza Sforza kill him kill him Hor. My Loyaltie defend me I know not what to make on 't Enter a Captain distractedly Sforza Disguised King What art thou speak hadst thou the voice of Hell Denouncing all the Furies in 't I dare yet hear thee speak Capt. O mighty Sir Petruccio King What of Petruccio Capt. O Petruccio I tremble but to speak him King Shall I then with the Prophetique Spirit of a King Speaks of Petruccio he is turn'd Traytor And animates the Souldiers against me Upon the discontent Alinda gave him Now in her Fury is 't not so Hor. 'T is so 't is so ne'er ask him for the matter I thought so just just as your Majestie thought it And find withall that now you have not left A Loyal heart but in Horatio's bosome Now that Petruccio fails I fear'd 't would come To that nay knew 't O hang him hang him False hearted villain he was never right And so I always told your Majesty Shout King The cry comes neerer still what does he mean To bring my Army on to Massacre Me in my House Capt. Dread Sir vouchsafe attention Petruccio is Loyal 't is his Loyaltie And most sincere obedience to your will That brings him to the ruine of his life Unless your aweful Presence make prevention King Is then his Loyaltie become his danger Capt.
can we purchase her Did we bring you the news for you to run And prevent us do you think Nat. Pardon my zeal good Gentlemen which onely Considered but the fitness of the Act And that 't is more then time 't were done ifaith Enter Theophilus Arnold Ed. And see here comes a fourth man that has lost More on her part then we upon the Bridegrooms Vin. He 's very sowre and sad 'T is crept upon him By this untoward accident Nat. 'T would anger any man to be nos'd of such a match But I le remove his sorrow Gentle Theophilus you are well met Your sorrow is familiar with us all In the large loss of your betrothed love But sir be comforted you have our pitty And our revenge to ease you T is decreed Her husband shall be instantly a Cuckold The. Most sinfully thou lyest and all that give Breath to that foul opinion Draw and fight Nat. What do you mean The. Give me that thought from you nay from you all Or I will rip you for 't Nat Zooks what mean you Vin. Hold Sir forbear The. I le have that thought out first Nat. I say he does deserve to be a Cuckold Let him be what he will a pox upon him Ed. Vin. So we say all The. What 's that to ill in her I stand upon that point Mans evil merit 's No warrant for a womans dishonesty I say had shee a man forty degrees Beneath his undeservings t were more possible For him to deceive her with a good Life Then shee him with a wicked Nat. I say so too But then I say again The more 's the pitty The. Do and undoe He hurts him Nat. Zookes now your bitch has bit me I say he will be one he shall be one I l'e make him one my self Ent. Ar. in his fals beard he sides with Theoph. Ext. Nat. Vin. Ed. Ed. Vin. And wee ll both help him Arn. Why here 's trim stuff Help ho Murder Murder Art This is oppression gentlemen an unmanly one Nat. What devils this rais'd fall off t is an ill business Arn. Have you no hurt Sir The. No I 'm confident Arn. By your favour I will see Arnold searches Theoph. Art What fortune 's this I fought 'gainst friends to save mine enemy But I hope neither know me I desire To rest hid to my friends for my offence to them And to mine enemy till I make him dearer Exit The. I told thee there was none Arn. I 'm glad it proves so The. But wher 's the Gentleman Arn. Do you not know him sir The. Not I t is the first time that ere I saw him To my remembrance yet he fought for me Beshrew thy idler care that made me lose him What should he be that so could fight for me Yet care not for my company beshrew thy heart Why should he use me thus I shall be sick to think on 't I 'm made beholding now to I know not whom And I 'm the worst to sue or seek to a man Arn. That scurvy between proud and bashful quality You are famous for as tother toy that haunts you The. What 's that Arn. Why to be deadly angry sir On least occasion and friends as quickly Hot and cold in a breath you are angry now With him that fought for you I warrant you The. In troth I am and friends with them I fought with He us'd me peevishly to leave me so Ere I could thank him Arn. So t is that I told you The. But did you mark th' humanity of my Gentlemen Cause shee 's dispos'd by her self willed uncle On that unworthy Quick sands Devil take him They thought t would sound like musick in my ears To hear her disgrace sung when her fair honour Is all I have to love now shee 's took from me And that they 'd go about to rob me of Heaven grant me patience O my slaughter'd father I am thy son and know by thy infirmity Arn. Me thinks Sir his example should allay you Impatience was his ruine The. Push we see Thieves daily hang'd for Robberies yet some Go on still in the practice What a fine Is set upon the head of foul Adultery And yet our neighbours Wives can hardly scape us There 's Lawes against extortion and sad penalties Set upon Bribes Yet great mens hands ha' their fore-fathers itch Prisons are fill'd with Banckrupts yet we see How crafty Merchants often wrong their credits And Londoners flie to live at Amsterdam Nothing can banish Nature That 's the Moral Arn. It was indeed your Fathers known infirmity And ever incident to the noblest Natures But of your Father is there yet no hope Of better news The. No certainly he 's slain Arn. I have not heard a story of more wonder That two such men of such estates and years Having liv'd alwayes friends and neighbours nearly Should at the last fall out so mortally On a poor cast at bowles Where wast they sought The. It is uncertain All we heard of 'em Was they rode forth 't is now a whole year past Singly to end their quarrel But to what Part of the kingdom or the world they took We can by no inquiry find or hear Of either of them Sure they crost the Seas And both are slain Arn. You speak poor comfort Sir The. I speak as my heart finds She 's gone for ever too Her hearts desire be with her Arn. Now he 's there again The. Then my poor Sisters sickness that torments me Never in health since our dear Father left us Arn. And now there The. How shall I do to see these men again I shall not be at rest till I be friends with 'em Arn. Why here 's the noble nature still 'T wil shew it self The. I 'le seek 'em out Nathaniel alwayes lov'd me Exit Arn. Here 's an unsettled humor In these fits Hel 'e nere be mad nor ever well in 's wits Exit ACT 1. SCENE 3. Testy Quicksands Millicent Tes. Go to I say go to as y 're my Neece And hope t' inherit any thing that 's mine Shake off this Maiden peevishness Do you whimper Upon your wedding day Or do you think You are not married yet Did you not say I Millicent take Mandevill A ha Was it not so Did not I give you too I that have bred you from the cradle up To a fit growth to match with his fair years And far more fair estate Mil. I there 's the Match Tes. Love him I charge you Mil. I le endeavour 't Sir Tes. You will endeavour 't Is 't no further yet Stand from her Nephew I 'le so swinge her Ha! Quick Let me intreat your patience She 's my wife Sir Tes. Dandle her in her humour do and spoyle her Quick 'T is but her modesty Tes. Her sullen doggedness I 'le baste it out of her You do not know her As I do Nephew Quick I shall Sir before morning Better I doubt not Come we shall agree
We both by strong injunction must pursue Your sacred Love yet keep our friendship true Then thus illustrious Madam He kneels Eud. Not so low Philar. As low as future duty must compel me When you shall be my Queen let me beseech The favour that I seek and would obtain Equal with heavenly bliss to shine on Philocles Eud. That he may be your King Philar. May he prove so Eud. Be all example lost Philar. Friendship with favour may Hold between King and Subject But one throne Cannot estate two Kings Love's number 's one Eud. O my Philargus you have open'd now The meaning of the Oracle I have the sence Most perfectly You have beyond example Preserv'd your friendship with your brother and In wooing for him have won me to your self I am your own She kisses him Philar. I am amidst the Gods The wealth o' th' world the beauty of the Heavens And powers of both shall not redeem my interest Provided that I lose not Philocles Ent. Philo. Thy. Pla. Eud. In that your constancy you win me more Thy. Your importunity hath prevail'd See Philocles The Princeis and Philargus Philoe. O you are partial He sinks Pla. O help my brother speak dear Philocles Philar. Ye Gods how comes this Let me raise him up Brother and friend speak 't is Philargus calls thee Philoc. Philargus let me go 'T is your advantage Eud. Let me request the cause of your disturbance Good Philocles Philo. No other but my self Honour'd Eudyna For who feeds to danger Upon a dish he loves ought not to blame The meat but his unbridled appetite Pla. How do you now What a cold moisture Spreads ore his temples here Eud. Let me come to him Thy. I can read his grief Eud. What 's that to the redress Thy. The Delphian God medcines inventor knowes That and not I Eud. His grief 's a jealous passion Upon my suppos'd favour to Philargus Shake it off Philocles I am thine as much As ere I was or his Philoc. It is no jealousy Onely a fear Philargus had broke friendship So my souls better part exited left The other languishing Philar. Had you expir'd In that belief and I had understood it My shadow should have posted after yours Unto the Elisian fields to vindicate So causeless imputation Thy: And because You charg'd my son with partiallity Let us remove Philargus come Placilla Eud. You will not take him from me Stay Philargus Thy. What would you do with both Philar. I may not stir When she whose power above me countermands The precepts of the Gods requires my stay Thy. What not to give you brother Philocles An opportunity for equal hearing Your grace will not deney 't him Eud. True I may not Philar. That spell convinces all Friendships above And must controul obedience and love Exit with Thym Placil T is not to injure thee my dear Philargus That here I linger to oppose thy love But to prefer it Eud. What sayes Philocles Philoc. To say I love you Madam with a zeal That dares to meet the tryal of Martyrdom And suffer 't for your sake might get a name A glorious one and an immortal Crown Yet so I should forgo in leaving you On earth a heaven on it the bliss Which grieving I should in Elisium miss No I will love you better then to die And be mine own chief mourner yet must crave Under your gracious favour leave to suffer More then a thousand deaths that is to live And part with my fair hopes in you for ever Eud. What means my Philocles Philoc. Princely Madam Consider the necessity which now By further search I gather from the hidden Oraculous perduit by which I am tied Not to contend for you that is I must not Wound friendship in Philargus But pursue My fortune which is to gain love from you For whom it sayes not but the meanings plain I for Philargus should your love obtain The Gods deal after as they please with me My sute is that you take Philargus Eud. O Philocles you have made a double conquest For you have got the victory of me Which was before assign'd unto Philargus Your fortune thus embraces you she kisses him Philoc. This now And with Philargus friendship were to me A fortune 'bove the envy of the Gods Eud. He cannot disallow 't He woo'd me for you And won me to himself as you have now Suing for him Philoc. I must not hold you then His title as his friendship precedes mine Eud. Yet still the choice is mine I may take you Without offence to him But now he comes Ent. Philar Thy. Pla. And has again an equal interest Strange love In others absence I took either And lov'd each best Now both at once appear Neither is mine Fate let me die to one Rather then live in this confusion Thy. Now Madam whethers love do you approve Eud. Confound me not with question They are each Wedded to others friendship Either is More studious for the other then himself Philar. And ever must Philoc. And will be Eud. So will I For both of you then for my self Thy. Alass Eud. Then let 's continue thus with Maiden love With modest freedom unsuspected joyes As we had all been formed in one womb Till Heaven determine of us Ent. King and Eupathus King To determine Of you Eudyna is by heaven committed In present unto me On you depends The future glory and prosperity Both of my house and Kingdom T is besides Exacted of me by my near Allies And by my Subjects whom I must secure To constitute a Successor And no longer Will I expect your answer then five dayes By then you must declare who is your husband Or else expect one from my self the man Whose name I am as loth to mention As you to hear even Stratocles Eud. Nay death first King Be you obedient and by the way Take my approvement of Lord Philocles Not that I slight Philargus Eud. Here 's a mystery too As dark as that from Delphos He approves My choice of Philocles slighting not Philargus King Come both you equal brothers leave her to Her thoughts a while Ambo In all obedience Ex. King c. Thy. What strange amazement hath surpriz'd you Madam No study nor no strife can alter fate Or the decrees the Gods determinate A husband you shall have be confident Be as you were secure of the event Till time produce it Pla. Madam be your self Eud. Yet five dayes for love's war Jove grant I have By then to end the strife a peaceful grave Explicit Actus secundus ACT 3. SCENE 1. Garrula Geron. Gar. Would you thus offer by your own disease To shorten your Mothers dayes Or can you pine And I not grieve or cannot grief kill me Do you think Ger. A wise Philosopher Whilome did affirm That women who have past the fire of love Have hearts which grief can neither pierce ne move Gar. Son your Philosophy fails you as your love Blinds you
my Lords Dor. Then if both have her I 'le be yours not else Ger. As Whilome said None of the wisest Clerks When the Sky falls we shall have store Dor. Of Whilomes Ha ha ha Var. Ter. Ha ha ha Ger. Your Mistresse Lady Princesse and my Mother Shall know your Dor. Away old Whilome All Ha ha ha Ger. Your Lords too I 'le acquaint Dor. Away old child Go tell it Mother do If you had spent in the Phylosophers school Your time no better then in Cupids Lectures What a strange dunce you had been Tell her Love shows In you as Whilome she knows what she knows Ger. Your Love I will forget your scorn remember In black revenge and so Dor. Farewel December Var. Hee 'l to his Mother now But tell me Doris What means that Beldame in she knows she knows She 's often up with 't to the Governesse Dor. It has relation to some uncouth passage Betwixt them in my Ladies youth I guesse Var. T is some smock-secret I believe But Gentlemen You know how I have laid my self out to you Ter. That as the Princesse shall bestow her self On eithers Lord you will embrace his man Dor. Right Var. And to that you 'l hold Dor. Yes This for a Creed That heaven must make its choice and hold you Of one of them before she take the other You understand me and now cease your strife When th'ones Lord 's dead I 'le be the others wife So farewel Gentlemen I have staid too long Var. She has given us both a hint now would we take it Dor. You did not hear me say Kill you his Lord Nor you kill his Exit Var. But she has laid a ground To end a strife that I should nere ha' found Ter. Varillus come our Lords may be return'd And we be shent for loytering Var. I must think on 't Exit ACT 4. SCENE 2. Matho in his disguise Mat. Now for my Combitants Th' appointed ground Is here the time draws on and the event Foreseen in my imaginary light Of every passe projected in their fight In the first passage each shall wound the other Then shall they give lend pay change wound for wound Till both of them lie fainting on the ground Holding between their teeth their doubtful lives When I to end the question friendly come in And with an equal hand dispatcht 'em both Ent. Philarg And so into my ambush One approaches Exit Philar. This is the place What is 't that urges me So promptly to deed which being acted Will be th' astonishment of Heaven and earth Applauded no where but in Hell Fair Tempe Let it not be deriv'd to after Ages By any uncouth mark upon thy face Let not thy grassy locks that shall receive The drops of blood wither and die condemning The place that bore them to continual baldness Let not the impress of our labouring feet Hold it's proportion nor that part of earth Whereon the slain shall measure out his length Reserve the stamp and make it monumental By a perpetual spring of more procere And bigger bladed grass And when my soul Hath found an Exit which my purpose is My Brothers sword shall open let the valley When hee 's departed sink and undermine The bordering hills that they may cover me Ent. Philoe Philoc. He hath prevented me in hast In death I shall prevent his happily expected Labour and toy'l who for no other end Am here arriv'd but to be sacrific'd For expiation of his discontent Philar. Let all the eyes of heaven be hooded onely One star to guid his point unto my heart Which instantly shall fall and be extinct In my distilled blood that so the Gods May not behold him May some magick spell Instruct his arm and weapon how to slay My name and memory that of me there be not Any desire on him no Imputation Philoc. My cure is onely how my breast may swallow His point without revealing mine intent Philar. I so 't shall be a violent assay For provocation and then spit my self Upon his steel They espie one another draw and pass at each other instantly both spread their arms to receive the wound Philoc. Philargus What! so quick Philar. What 's meant by this Philoc. That should be my demand Philar. Are you so changeable Philoc. Not I Philargus Philar. This was my resolution Will you stain The reputation rais'd of your high valour Philoc. I came to make experiment of none But what consists in suffring Philar. That 's my part Philoc. My self If you deny me that last friendly office Phila. Brother you dally with me Therefore I conjure you By faire Eudina let your anger loose Break up this cask of blood and give the earth A draught unto her health Philoc. By the same Beauty Then which no greater subject of an oath I swear to be your nuptialls sacrifice Be you the Priest I 'le suffer without noise In my displayed bowels you shall read An augury of bliss unto you both Philar. This is hard measure Philocles to mock Ere you destroy Philoc. I 'le mock no more Adieu He offers to kill himself Philargus closes with him Philar. Hold hold and be not prodigal of that blood More precious then Pactolus golden streams They strugle and both fall down still striving to hold each others sword c. Philoc. Was then your challenge but to try me onely Philar. Yours was it seems but none went out from me Philoc. Then are we both ensnar'd by treachery Enter Matho Math. This I foresaw 't would come to 'Save ye lordings And whither travail ye Do you not want a guide To help ye on your way Matho draws they start up and disarm him Philar. This is the villane That summon'd me Philoc. And me Villane what art thou Math. Unhappily gues'd I pray inquire no further Philar. What monster art thou Philoc. Unworthy on thy face to bear mans ensign Who has subborn'd thee See t is Stratocles man He unbeards him Philar. Die villane die And were thy master in thee The thirst of whose ambition sought our bloods His flesh with thine should here become a prey Unto the Ravens Math. O be pitiful And spare my life my Lords and I 'le reveal Matters of weight and wonder which conceal'd Will yet cost both your lives and make the Princess If she not answer my Lords fierce desires Subject to rape and murder Philoc. How can she So fall into his power Philar. We shall abuse The trust the Gods have put into our hands If we neglect to execute justice on thee Math Let me but warn ye of Eudina's danger Whereby her virgin Innocence may not suffer And then inflict your furies on me Philoc. That charms our ready hands and steel Speak quickly Math. This very hour she 's to be surpriz'd By my Lord Stratocles here on Tempe plains Where she is come to walk slenderly guarded To take the air He with a strength will seise her And hurry her hence unto his Mansion house To
dead La. I well-said Neh. Bli. Yes it appears in your good breeding Your fine qualities expresse her vertues sussiciently La. How dare you Huswife talk thus to my son of me and before my face too ha Sir Swithen can you think well of me and suffer this ha Whim. Alas good Madam I am down again I know not what to think of living woman now La. Do you bring your Neece to abuse me Whim. I am so drown'd in teares that I cannot see what to say to 't Neh. Mother Amardla the more I look on her the better I like her La. Sayest so my boy Besides I have a conceit she can out-scold you and that 's more then ever woman did I think f'sooth La. For thee I do forbear her Enter Matchil Rachel Mat. By your leave my Lady Nestlecock I have brought a sister of yours here to salute you La. Though unworthy to be of your Counsel or at the Ceremony I heard you were married brother And by a Sisters name you are welcome Rac. I thank your Ladiship Mat. Sir Swithen Whimlby and your pretty Neece well met what affairs have you in hand here what do you cry for your old wife still or for a new one But heark you Lady Sister where 's my daughter La. Now for a tempest Truly sir I know not Mat. Is she not with you ha La. No truly sir She 's slipt from me with her good Uncle Strigood Mat. That Thief has sold her then into some Bawdihouse Was this your project for her education To steal my childe to make a whore of her Are you turn'd Lady-baud now for your Neece Because you have no daughter O the devil If there be Law I 'll trounce your Lady Hagship La. VVhat what how now do you taunt me sirrah ha Mat. I 'll make thee an example La. Thou hast made thy self an example and the scorne of thine own childe in marrying of thy drudge there and that 's the cause of her running away thou mayest think because she hates to live where she must call her mother that was thy droile Ra. Droile I think she said Mat. Speak to her I charge thee on thy obedience to speak to her Ra. The droile is now your brothers wife Madam and in that setting your Ladiships lavish tongue aside as good a woman as your selfe none disprais'd ha Mat. Well-said Rachel hold thine own Rachel And so to you sir Sw then Neh. Mother come away mother La. By and by my boy Rac. Do you presume to call me drudge and droile that am a Ladies Sister every day in the week and have been any time these three dayes ha Bli. That 's not every day in a whole week yet La. Thou shalt not dare to call me sister Huswife Ra. Cods so and why troe because a Lady scornes to be a huswife ha If you be no huswife I scorn to call you Sister I though my husband be your brother From whence came you troe ha La. I know not what to say to the bold-face Neh. Pray f'sooth come away I am afear'd she 'l beat you La. Thanks my good childe but do not be afraid my Lamb Ra. Boldface ha Her brothers wife s a bold-face but her face is not varnish't over yet like his Ladysisters face but it may be in time when she learnes the trick on 't and have as many flies upon 't though not so troubled with 'hem as a bald mare at Midsummer hah La. I know not what to say to her she has charm'd the vertue of my tongue Mat. I never heard her speak so much in all her life Sir Swithin nor half so loud hank heaven she has a voice yet on a good occasion And so farre I 'll maintain her in it Nephew Nehemiah when saw you your Cousin Joyce Neh. O Lud O mother f'sooth look you mine Uncle holds me Mat. Ah naughty man did a so gi' me a stroke and I 'll beat it ah La. Your wife has taught you to play the rude companion has she Pray take her home sir and let her discipline your owne childe if you have one and let mine alone You know the way you came sir or if you have a minde to stay here Come Sir Swithen come away children I hope I shall finde some other room in mine own house free from your assaults if not I 'm sure there 's Law against Riots Come Sir Swithen Mat. Not yet good Madam Nestlecock you shall hear me You have entic'd away then lost my daughter And now y' are a jugling with your widow wit And your small worme here to catch up for Gudgeons Sir Swithen and his Neece I know your plot She 's not fit match for you Sir Swithen and her son Much lesse for your faire Neece Come dry your eyes And look upon him and not only look But laugh at him I charge you Bli. I could now for him heartily Mat. Mark how his mothers milk drops at his nose while I shew you the mother and the childe He was her youngest sonne and all that 's left of seven and dreaming that he needs must prove a Prophet she has bred him up a fool Neh. F'sooth mother he mocks me oh La. O prophane wretch worse then thy brother Strigood Do not cry Nehemiah peace good boy peace So so Mat. A tender mother I must say she has been For till he was fifteen none but her selfe Must look his head or wash his pretty face For making of it cry Laugh at her good Sir Swithen And before that till he was twelve yeares old She would dance him on her knee and play with 's Cock Whim. Ah ah ah ah Mat. So well-said Sir Swithen Whim. Just so efac my mother would serve me ha ha Is not this better then whining Yes or perhaps then wiving either Rac. Do you say so Wh. Ha ha Mat. Well said Sir Swithen laugh on I hope I ha' done a cure on him by shewing him a more ridiculous object then himselfe to turne the tide of 's tears Wh. Ha ha Mat. Laugh still defie the fiends women and all their works Wh. Ha ha ha let the dead go and the quick care for themselves You buri'd your wife and cri'd and I buried mine And laugh which is the manlier Passion Ra. He knows not that he is married agen Whi. You are the merriest Merchant ha ha ha I think I shall not marry again in haste ha ha Mat. Well-said hold there And for your Neece Let me alone I 'le fit her with a match I know a Lad that 's worthy of her Whi. Ha ha ha Mat. He 'll laugh too much I feare Ra. He may at you For your officiousnesse Mat. How 's that Whi. Ha ha Ra. To thrust your self into unthankful offices In things concerne you not Will you turne Matchmaker For others un-intreated 't is enough For you I hope that you have match't your selfe ha Mat. Hah Do you hab or talk to me Ra. Who else Should talk or give you
't as well as the best With every one in their own footing Now observe Daunce Mat. You have done well Now pray le ts break up school Hard. But yet not break up house My sonne and daughter Have given me power to call their Supper mine To which I 'le give you welcome Ale and VVine Deus dedit his quoque finem laus Deo FINIS These BOOKs following are sold by Andrew Crook at the Green Dragon in St. Pauls Church-yard In folio A Large and compleat Concordance to the Bible by Samuel Newman The Bible of a large English or black Letter used in Churches The Bible of a faire London Print The Bible in Welch Leviathan or the Matter Form and Power of a Common-wealth Ecclesiastical and Civil by Thomas Hobbs Ben Johnsons Works in two Volumes The History of Don Quixote Doctor Kellet of the Sacrament of our Lords Supper All Homers Works translated by George Chapman Orlando Furioso by Sir John Harrington Psyche or Loves Mystery by Jo. Beaumont In quarto Riders Dictionary Thomae Thomasii Dictionarium Doctor Gauden of the Ministry and Ministers of the Church of England His three Sermons upon several occasions The Fables of Esop paraphrased in verse and adorn'd with Scripture by John Ogilby Doctor Lightfoot his Harmony on the foure Evangelists His Commentary on the Acts of the Apostles His Description of the Temple His Description of the service of the Temple Ten godly and faithful Sermons by John Gore late Minister at St. Peters in Cornhil Doctor Day his Treatise of the Resurrection 1 Cor 15. 16. Burton of bowing at the Name of Jesus Mr. Thomas Shepherd of Liturgies power of the Keyes and of the Catholick visible Church in answer to Mr. John Ball Dr. Twisse of Predestination in answer to Mr. Cotton The Swedish Intelligencer containing the principal passages and actions done in the best parts of Christendome Virgil translated Grammatically by John Brinsley A Phylosophical and Chymical Treatise of Fire and Salt Clement the blessed Pauls fellow-labourer in the Gospel his Epistle to the Corinthians The Protestants Kalendar The Mysteries of Art and Nature in foure parts the first of Waterworks the second of Fire-works the third of Drawing Limming Painting Engraving and Etching the fourth of sundry experiments by John Bate William Lithgow his Travels A Sermon preached at Newport in the Isle of Wight Octob 1648. in the time of the Treaty on Gal 5. 22. 23. by Robert Saunderson D. in D. and Chaplain to the late King An excellent Treatise of the interest of Princes and States of Christendome A Path-way to Piety containing 1. Christs Prayer expounded 2. A Communicant instructed 3. A Direction to live well 4. A Direction to die well Doctor Swadlin his Manuel of devotions suiting each day with prayers and meditations suitable to the works of the Day as also each mans calling she Nobleman the Souldier the Lawyer the Trades-man the Sick man the dying man A Brief of the Bibles History THE QUEEN And CONCUBINE A COMEDIE BY RICHARD BROME Asperius nihil est Humili cum surgit in Altum Si vis vincere disce pati LONDON Printed for A. Crook and Hen Brome at the Gun in Ivy Lane 1659 Drammatis Personae Gonzago King of Sicilie Gonzago His Son the Prince Horatio An old humorous Courtier Lodovico Eulalia's faithful Counsellor Flavello alias Alphonso Alinda's Sycophant Four Lords two Bishops Sforza Two Rivall Generals Petruccio Two other Captains and Souldiers Strozzo Two cashier'd Lieutenants Fabio A Doctor Suborned false witnesses against Eulalia A Midwife Pedro A Gentleman of Palermo Poggio Two chief Inhabitants of Palermo Lollio Three or four Countrey-men of Palermo Curat   Cryer Of Palermo Guard   Andrea Eulalia's Fool Jago   Rugio Two other her Servants Jaylor   Women Kings Guard Eulalia The Banish'd Queen Petruccio's Servant Alinda the veil'd Concubine Genius of Eulalia Three or four Girls The Scoene Sicilie The first Song for pag. 88. VVHat if a Day or a moneth or a year Crown thy Delights With a thousand wish'd contentings May not the chance of a Night or an Hour Cross thy Delights With as many sad Tormentings Fortune Honour Beautie Birth Are but blossomes dying Wanton Pleasures doating Mirth Are but Shadows flying All our Joys Are but Toys Idle thoughts deceiving None hath power Of an Hour In our lifes bereaving The second Song for pag. 111. HOw bless'd are they that wast their wearied Hours In solemn Groves and solitarie Bowers Where neither eye nor Ear Can see or hear The frantique mirth And false Delights of frolique earth Where they may sit and pant And breath their pursy Souls Where neither grief consumes nor griping want Afflicts nor sullen care controuls Away false Joys ye Murther where ye kisse There is no Heaven to that no Life to this ACT. I. Scoen. I. Enter Horatio Lodovico Hor. THe clouds of Doubts and Fears are now dispers'd And Joy like the resplendent Sun spreads forth New life and spirit over all this Kingdom That lately gasp'd with Sorrow Lod. Now the Court Puts on her rich Attire and like fresh Flora After the blasts of winter spreads her Mantle Deck'd with delightful Colours to receive The jocund Spring that brings her this new life Scoen. II. Enter Flavello bare before the Prince the Queen Eulalia Alinda Attendants Hoboys Hor. The Queen comes on Joy in that face appears That lately was overwhelmed in her tears Lod. and Hor. Health and perpetual Joy unto the Queen Eul. Thanks my good Lords I am prepar'd to meet it How neer 's the King Hor. At hand my Soveraign Eul. Welcome that happy word that leads the way But yet he is not come he is not here Never so sweet an expectation Appear'd so tedious pray set on apace That I may live yet to an interview With my lov'd honour'd Lord Hor. That your delay May seem less grievous hear this by the way A brief relation of the Kings success In this his late well-won Battail Eul. Be it so But mention not his dangers good my Lord Hor. That were to make his Conquest nothing worth It would make Victory upon his head As she had flown into his Burgonet To shrowd her from a storm and not to sit Or rather stand triumphant on a foot With display'd wings upon the utmost Sprigg Of his high flourishing Plume vaunting her safety So perch'd and so supported by his Valour Prin. Pray Mother hear the dangers too the worst Will make the best the sweeter I could hear Of dangers yet to come and Women may Discourse of Perils past each Holy-day Hor. Well said young Prince right of the Kings own Metal And gracious Madam let me tell you though You do not love to hear of blood and danger Y' have brought a Warrior forth I do foresee 't I love to speak my thoughts I hope you trust me A right old Courtier I still true to th' Crown Prin. How this old fellow talkes you said my Lord You would discourse the Battail
my permission I should as soon be won to set your Court On fire as see him here King Send for him speedily Hor. Starts Your Majesty is pleas'd to have it so King And upon your Allegiance Which you so boast of let me have him here And very speedily I le have your head else Hor. Nay since it is your Highness pleasure and So seriously commanded I will send My own head off my shoulders but wee 'l have him In what you can command I dare be Loyal King Look to it goes to the Queen Hor. It must be so this is one of his un-to-be-examin'd hastie Humours one of his starts these and a devillish gift He has in Venerie are all his faults Well I must go and still be true to th' Crown Exit Horatio Lod. Petruccio sent for who for braving of Brave Sforza here so lately was confin'd Flav. I cannot think the Court must hold 'm both At once less they were reconcil'd which is As much unlikely what do you think my Lord Lod. I know not what to think King She Sforza's Daughter say you Queen Yes my Lord King She 's a right handsome one I never knew he had a Daughter Eul. He brought her o'er a Childe with me when happily I came your Bride bred her at home she never saw the Court till now I sent for her to be some comfort in your long absence King Sforza's absence I fear you mean aside Eul. And trust me Sir Her simple Countrey Innocence at first Bred such delight in me with such affection That I have call'd her Daughter to embolden her King O did you so Eul. And now she has got some spirit A prettie lively spirit which becomes her Methinks so like her Fathers King Very good I like her strangely Eul. What was that she said To you Conzago Gonz. That Heaven might ha' pleased T' have fashion'd her out to have been a Queen King Comely Ambition Sfor. Reconcile all quickly Or you had better never have been born Then disobey my last command which was Never to see the Court till I induc'd you Do you stare at me Alin. I but obey'd the Queen I hope shee 'l answer 't Sfor. No more I le talk with you anon King Come Sforza Welcome to Court so is your Daughter too I have tane notice of her O fairest welcome Kisses her Sforza storms Come you both with me this night wee l Feast Pray bid us welcome all as but one Guest Eul. I shall in all obey you Alin. And for this Less then a King I shall abhor to kiss Exeunt Scoen. IV. Enter Petruccio Petr. Repuls'd disgrac'd and made the scorn o' th' Court Is the advancement of an upstart stranger Because he is the Queens dear Countrey-man Have I for all my many Services Found the reward of being made an outcast Could not the King be pleas'd though he advanc'd Sforza unto the Honour I deserv'd To trust me in his service could he think My sword could be an hinderance in the Battail Or have delay'd the winning of the Field And must his Court and presence which I have VVith my observance dignifi'd reject me Now as a dangerous and infectious person T is a new way to gratifie old Souldiers So soon return'd I do commend thy speed The news at Court Enter Servant in haste switch Serv. The King 's come bravely home And every ear is fill'd with Victory But chiefly with the Fame of Sforza's Valour Petr. Sforza Ser Lord Sforza Sir I cry him mercy The new Lord General Petr. Thou com'st too fast strikes him Serv. So me thinks too less 't were to better purpose Petr. The Fame of Sforza's Valour good if it last VVhat other news Serv. I have told you all the best Petr. If thou hast worse let 's have it quickly Serv. You shall That you may flie the danger Petr. VVhat is 't without your Preface Serv. Here are Messengers sent from the King to you pray Heaven all be well Ther 's the old tutchie testie Lord that rails and never could abide you since the King look'd from your Honour Petr. Th' hast made me amends ther 's for thy news Is this bad news Serv. Truely my Lord I think so For if the King had sent to you for good I think he would have sent one lov'd you better Petr. VVhat then the old Courtier thou knowst him not I le shew him thee He is the onely man That does the King that service just to love Or hate as the King does so much and so long Just to a scruple or a minute and then he has an ignorant Loyaltie to do as the King bids him though he fear immediate death by it Call him in Serv. They come Scoen. V. Enter Horatio and guard Hor. My masters come along and close up to me my Loyaltie defend me I shall not dare to trust me in this devillish fellows reach else And thus it is Sir Petr. 'T is thus Sir I can tell you drawes Hor. Good friends look well to me Petr. You come with strength of armed men to bear me From mine own House which was my appointed Prison Unto a stronger Hold Hor. Look every way Petr. The King it seems now that his Mignion General is Landed cannot think him safe and I not Faster which though I can prevent I will not Come what Gaol will you remove me to Hor. I would thou wert in Hell for me No Sir I come to call you to the King Petr. What with a Guard Hor. That 's for my Self I know thou lovest not me Petr. Nor you me do you Hor. Nor cannot less the King could love thee Petr. Why perhaps he does you see he sends for me Hor. Why if he does I do but 't is more then I know or can collect yet by his Majesties affection Petr. Here 's an Humour now Hor. I know my Loyalty and I know the King has sent for you But to what end I know not and if it be to hang thee I cannot help it Look to me now my masters Nor do I care that 's the plain troth on 't while the King is pleas'd and thou wert my Brother I am an old Courtier I still true to the Crown Petr. I commend your Loyaltie Come we are Friends Hor. Look to me for all that Petr. Were you afraid you came so arm'd and guarded Hor. That 's because I would not be afraid look to me still Petr. Indeed my Lord you are welcome Hor. Yes as much as I look for Petr. VVhat should the King intend by this I fear no ill For I have done none therefore I may go Perhaps he thinks to make me honour Sforza Now in his time of Jollitie and be friends I need not go for that he cannot do 't Yet I will go to tell him so my Lord My joy to see the King will post me faster Than your grave Loyaltie or Massie Bill-men Hor. Yes prethie keep afore with thy back towards me and so long I dare
trust thee Have an eye though Exeunt Omnes Scoen. VI. Enter King and Flavello King Her Father hath surpriz'd her then Flav. Yes and means to hurry her away from Court this night I heard him threaten it King But he must not do 't she is too sweet Flavello and too fit for my embraces to be snatch'd away Flav. Now that shee 's ripe and ready for your use Like fruit that cryes Come eat me I le not boast The pains I took to fit her to your Appetite before she saw you King How my carefull Agent Flav. At first sight of her Feature I foresaw She was compliable to your affection Then by discourse I found she was ambitious I ply'd her then with Pills that puff'd her up To an high longing till she saw the hopes She had to grow by Pray stand close they come Enter Sforza and Alinda Sfor. Has the air of Court infected you already Has the Kings kisses mov'd by adulterate heat Swoln you into a stubborn loathsomness Of wholsom Counsel Come your wayes I le try If Countrey-Air and Diet can restore you To your forgotten modestie and Duty Alin. VVhat have I done amiss Sfor. Do you capitulate But so much satisfaction as may make Thee sensible of shame I will afford thee Didst thou not after Banquet when the King Heated with wine and lust rais'd in his eyes Had kiss'd thee once twice thrice though I look'd on And all the Presence whispered their cold fears Of the Kings wantonness and the Queens abuse Didst thou not then still gaze upon his Face As thou hadst long'd for more O impudence Alin. Impudence Sir pray give it the right name Courtship 't was Courtship Sir if I have learn'd Any since I came here King Brave metal'd wench Sfor. I am amaz'd Alin. Besides Sir the Kings kisses Are great inestimable Honours and VVhat Lady would not think her self the more Honour'd by how much the King did kiss her Sfor. And should he more then kiss still more Honour'd Alin. It might be thought so Sfor. Durst thou argue thus Alin. I know he dares not beat me here Pray Sir Let me but ask you this then use your pleasure Cause you stile Impudence that which I call Courtship VVhat Courtier sits down satisfied with the first Office or Honour is confer'd upon him If he does so he leaves to be a Courtier And not the thing we treat of Did your self After the King had grac'd you once twice thrice As he kiss'd me expect no further from him Sfor. She 's wonderously well read in Court alreadie VVho i' th' Devils name has been her Lecturer Flav. Do but your Majesty observe that and think VVhat pains I took with her Alin. How many Offices Did you run through before you were made General And as the more the King confers upon us Is more our Honour so 't is more the Kings VVhen most his Favours shine upon Desert King I like her better still Sfor. Insufferable Baggage Dar'st thou call any thing in thee Desert Or mention those base Favours which the King Maintains his Lust by with those real Honours Confer'd on me who have preserv'd his life Is it such Dignity to be a VVhore Alin. Pray Sir take heed Kings Mistrisses must not Be call'd so Sfor. Dar'st thou talk thus to me Alin. Yes Sir If you dare think me worth the Kings embraces In that neer kind howe er you please to stile it Sure I shall dare and be allow'd to speak King That word makes thee a Queen Sfor. The King dares not Maintain it King And that costs you your Head Alin. Dear Sir take heed Protest I dare not hear you Suppose I were advanc'd so far above you To be your Queen would you be therefore desperate And fall from what you are to nothing Pray Utter no more such words I 'd have you live Flav. She vexes him handsomelie Sfor. As I live she 's mad Do you dream of being a Queen Alind. VVhy if I should I hope that were no Treason Nor if I were a Queen were that sufficient VVarrant for you to utter Treason by Because you were my Father No dear Sir Let not your Passion be Master of your Tongue Sfor. How she flies up with the conceit d' yee hear Alind. Because you were my Father Soveraignty you know admits no Parentage Honour poor petty Honour forgets Descent Let but a silly Daughter of a City Become a Countesse and note how squeamishly She takes the wind of her Progenitors Sfor. She has swallowed an Ambition That will burst her I 'll let the humour forth Alin. You will not kill your Child Sfor. Though all Posterity should perish by it Alin. Not for the Jewel in your Ear Sfor. Impudent Harlot she has heard me value This Jewel which I wear for her dead Mother I would not part with whilst I wore my Head And now she threatens that a Kingdom shall not save thy life Alin. Know where you are Sir at Court the Kings House Sfor. Were it a Church and this unhallowed Room Sanctum Sanctorum I will bring you to your knees And make me such a Recantation As never follow'd Disobedience I 'll take thy life else and immediately King Flav. Treason a Guard Treason c. Omn. Heaven save the King Enter Capt. Guard King Lay hold on Sforza the dangerous Traytor Sfor. 'T is Sforza is betray'd King Away with him see he be kept close Prisoner Flavello see that his daughter have convenient Lodging Sfor. Let me but speak I hope your Majesty King Let not a word come from him hence away VVhat a most dangerous estate even Kings do live in VVhen those that we do lodge so neer our Breast Study our Death when we expect our Rest Exeunt Scoen. VII. Enter Lodovico and Eulalia Lod. Be comforted good Queen and I beseech Your Grace to pardon me in this command The King has laid upon me Eul. Lodovico I do and must no less submit my self To the Kings soveraign will then you and though I am committed to your house and custody I am his Highness Prisoner and more Though I know not my crime unless it be My due Obedience I am still so far From grudging at his pleasure as I fear To ask you what it is suppos'd to be But rather wait th' Event which though it bring My Death 't is welcom from my Lord and King Lod. VVas ever Vertue more abus'd then hers Eul. Yet thus much good my Lord vvithout offence Let me demand Is Sforza still close Prisoner Lod. Yes and Petruccio his Adversarie Governs his Place and high in the Kings Favour Eul. I will not ask his Trespass neither it Sufficeth it is the Kings high pleasure But Alinda Sforza's fair Daughter what becomes of her Poor vertuous Maid is she thrown out of Favour Because I lov'd her too Lod. Alas good Queen Eul. What do you weep nay then all is not well With her I fear Lod. Good Queen I fear so too
Tragedie They have their Fee and now are sent Towards thee with a vile intent Ill thrive their purposes Now note The wrongs that are 'gainst Sforza wrought Who lives from Speech of all men still Pent by the Kings abused will Not knowing of the Treacherie That was conspir'd 'gainst him and thee Nothing of all that 's past knows he More then he must a Prisoner be Which doth him much impatience bring But the bad Queen instructs the King How his vexation he may end Who strictly for his Head doth send What from these black intents shall grow Is not as yet for thee know Now holy Soul I must thee set A course that must thy living get Thou must not beg nor take for need More then thy Merits proper meed First therefore I thy Brain inspire With a Divine Prophetick Fire Thou shalt be able to Fore-doom The ends of many things to come Into thy Breast I next infuse The Skill of Med'cine how to use Learn'd Aesculapius never knew The use of Simples more then you Many diseas'd by Grief and Pain Of thee shall Health and Strength obtain Next Handy-Works and Literature With Education good and pure Thou shalt be able to bestow Upon the Country's Youth and show The Elder sort how to improve Their Wealths by Neighbour-hood and Love Now when thou from this Trance dost wake See that thou present Practice make Of these thy Gifts and fear not then The Practices of Fiends or Men Exit Genius Eul. What soft what sweet what heavenly Trance was this I feel my self inspir'd with holy Flame Above the heat of Mortals sure I have The Spirit of Prophecie the Gift of Healing And Art of teaching hidden Mysteries Thanks Heaven that first didst send me Patience To sweeten my Afflictions and now Plentiful means to live for others Good Who live but for themselves are but for show And stand like barren Trees where good might grow Scoen. III Enter to her Lodovico and Andrea Lod. Farewel thou foolish Pomp and Pride of Court Whose shine is but an Ignis fatuus That leads fond Mortals from the path of Vertue And Tracts of real Comforts thus I shake Thy wanton Dust from off my Feet to tread The wayes of Truth and Innocence this Air Breaths Health upon me Peace and perfect Pleasure VVhere the swoln Courts sophisticated Breath Did but disease my Blood and taint my Senses Eul. It is good Lodovico though disguis'd I can no less then know him and the poor Fool That was my Servant they come to relieve me In these disguises that I might not know From whom I receiv'd Comfort Lod. To this way The most unfortunate Queen enclin'd her course And see already how her VVants and VVoes Have worne her to the bone Alas she 's pin'd Andr. And look you new Master yonder 's my old Mistress VVhat Fools were we that could not find her sooner Alas I can see through her there is not So thin a Queen in the Cards Lod. Hold thee good Woman pray thee take it quickly I came now from a Feast where we had plenty And brought these Dainties meant unto another But my dear Charity tells me thou dost want it I pray thee eat it do not look but eat it Eul. What Traytor art thou that presents me Poyson Lod. By all the truth and honesty in Man 'T is wholesome Food see I will be thy Taster Though in good sooth it grievs mee to beguile thee Of the least Morsel sure thou hast need of 't Good VVoman eat and let not Famine be Fearful of Poyson or false Treacherie Eul. Is it not Poyson to a loyal heart To eat contrary to the Kings Command Andr. No if it were what a many would have been poyson'd the last Lent that may live to be very good Subjects very good Subjects all the yeer after except a few Fish-Dayes Lod. 'Las we are plain poor Country Folke and hear no such news Eul. VVhy will ye urge so much against your conscience Have you not heard of my banishment and the Kings Edict Proclaiming all men Traytors that relieve me Lod. VVe heard indeed the King had put away his old good VVife and tane a new one but can we think you are she that was the Queen Eul. Yes good Dissembler you do know 't and you As sure as I know you for Lodovico And you Sir for Andrea Can it be That you that have been loyal Subjects should Now go about to forfeit thus your Lives Andr. Pray leave this fooling Mistriss eat your meat And here 's good Drink to wash it down and then If you have a minde to hang us let the Gallows take his due for my own part I had Rather hang like a man while I am good For something then you should pine away to nothing Eul. Fear not you me pray Sir nor neglect the care That 's due unto your selves to injure me Lod. O dearest Heaven do you think we 'ld injure you That venture lives for you no gentle Queen Andr. Lo there again that 's Treason too to call her Queen Lod. No body hears nor sees pray eat a little Eul. Do not I hear and see you I am not safe In my obedience unto the King To hold such conference with you that would So violate his Laws but let it warn ye Off of this course for I 'll appeal to Justice If you persist in this Rebellion Andr. Any woman but she now in her Case would eat such an Husbands Brains without Butter rather then forsake good meat and but for this wilfulness in her I should not think her a woman I But as she is new Master we shall never do good upon her and therefore since your Grace has not the grace to eat this meat mark with what a grace or without Grace I will eat it my self do you fear Poyson Eats Now Bottle let me play a part with thee can you think this Poyson that goes down so merrily Drinkes Eul. Much good may it do thee Lod. Stay now perhaps she 'l eat Andr. 'T is like enough I did but eat to get her an Appetite therefore I 'll e'en eat on till all be done to get her the better stomack now Bottle to thee again Eul. See here come poor Folks that perhaps do want That which superfluously thou hast devour'd Andr. I 'll eat again for that I am as poor as they and you never knew Charity in Beggers towards one another Bottle again for that Scoen. IV. Enter to them Pedro Poggio and Lollio Pedr. O Misery O Desolation Pogg. Loll. Diseases Sicknesses O Calamity Andr. What Saints are those that they invoke so Eul. What is the Cause of these sad Cries good People Pedr. Go back if you respect your safety go And look not this way where the Air disperseth Nothing but foul Infection Pain and Sorrow Return I say for here you appear strangers And run not to the Ruine of your selves This way is fil'd with Cries you can meet nothing But
weather-headed wise neighbours Pog. Heaven bless our Holy woman 1. Heaven bless your Holiness 2. Nay then Heaven bless our Sacred Soveraign Eul. This Homage fits not me 1. We had not liv'd but by your sacred means And will no longer live then be your Subjects Eul. You go about to cast away your lives In serving or in succouring me you fall Into Rebellion against the King 2. We have no King nor Queen but you Heaven bless your Majesty Omn. Heaven bless your Majestie Andr. That was pronounc'd bravely O my brave new neighbours Eul. Y' are Traytors All 1. In honouring our Soveraign Andr. I well said hold her to it Eul. How dare you call me so 2. VVe dare and can prove it good and lawful This Province is engag'd unto you Madam The King made it your Joynture and we find No reason but you instantly possesse it Eul. VVhat and the King alive 1. He 's dead to you Lol. Yes yes he 's dead to you Andr. VVell said again that 's a sound point be sworn These be true Blades Eul. I tremble but to hear you And will not live an hour amongst you more But with this freedom To use my fair obedience to the King 2. You shall obey the King then and we 'll obey your Majesty Eul. O let that Title die with my late Fortune Remember it no more but let me be As one of you nay rather an Inferior Or I from this abiding must remove Of which I first made choice in truth for love 3. O Madam Eul. Take heed good neighbours Beware how you give Dignitie or Title therein you may transgress 2. No whit good Madam Observe the Dialect of France And you shall find Madam given there in Courtesie To women of low Fortunes unto whom 'T is held a poore addition though great Queens Do grace and make it Royal Eul. 'T is then the Greatness of The Person dignifies the Titles not it the Person 1. And in that Madam you are in your content Above all Title 's proper to great Princes But setting this aside how thrive your Scholars Eul. We go fairly on Enter 1. Girl look you Sir Here 's one that knew no letter in the Book Within these ten days can read hitherto And waits for a new lesson proceed hither And at your hour I le hear you 1. Girl Yes forsooth Mistresse Enter 2. Girl Eul. Good Girl well said nay nay hold up your head so so 't is very well let 's see your Samplar what an hearts ease is here Lod. Right in its perfect Colours Eul. Nay shee 'l do well now take me out this Flower Keep your work clean and you shall be a good Maid Enter 3. Girl Now where 's your writing book 3. Girl 'T is here forsooth Pray shall I haye a Joyn-hand Copy next Eul. No child you must not Joyn-hand yet you must your letters and your minums better first Take heed you may Joyn-hand too soon and so mar all still youth desires to be too forward Go take your Lute and let me hear you sing the last I taught you Song Enter 4. Girls Scoen. IV. Enter Doctor and Midwife Lod. Whither do you press who would you speak withall Doctor O Sir for Charity sake give us access unto the holy woman Lod. Who are you or from whence Doct. We are poor Pilgrims man and wife that are upon our way struck with sad pain and sorrow Andr. Alas poor Pilgrims here 's she must do you good Eul. How divine Justice throwes my Enemies into my hands what are your griefes Doct. My wife is struck with dumbness Andr. Hold a little That 's the greatest grief a woman can endure But trouble not thy self to seek for cure Too many a man i' th' world will change with thee A wife that of her Language is too free And give good Boot Eul. Pray Sir be you silent And where 's your pain Doct. Here in this hand Which I desire to shew in some more privacie Eul. Because your Blow cannot be safely given here you think O sinful wretch thou hadst no pain till now Nor was she dumb till divine Providence Now at this instant struck her It is now Just as thou saist and justly are you punished For treacherous counterfeits Lodowick search his hand Lod. His hand is wither'd and lets fall a Knife Andr. As sharp to do a mischief as ere was felt on Eul. Now take off his false Beard see if you know him And let the woman be unmuffled Lod. O Divels Andr. O the last couple that came out of Hell Lod. These are the other two that damn'd themselves In perjurie against you at your Tryal Andr. How do you master Doctor and Mistress Midwife Is this the Pen your Doctorship prescribes with This might soon write that might cure all diseases And are these the Labours you go to Mistress Midnight VVould you bring women to bed this way Omn. O damnable conspirators Eul. Pray take 'm hence their time 's not come for cure yet Andr. Come away Pilgrims we 'll cure 'em for you If your own salves can cure you O my sweet Pilgrims 1. Fough they stink of Treason damnably 2. VVhat shall we hang 'm drown 'em or burn 'em 1. They shall taste fortie deaths then take their own 2. I come away with 'em they shall die fortie times without peradventure Eul. You shall lose me if you do any violence to any of 'em but let 'm be lodg'd with those we took to day I le feed 'em all Andr. They 'l be a jolly company Eul. Pray do as I intreat 3. You shall in all command us 1. I le make my Barn a spittle for your conspirators till it be top full and then set fire on 't and please you Eul. Do you no harm and fear none send your Children 2. Omn. Long live our Queen Andr. Your Queen have you a mind to be hang'd Queen have you a mind to be hang'd Omn. our School-Mistress we would say Eul. VVe live secure in spight of Foes and see Where Heaven protects in vain is Treacherie VVho says our State is low or that I fell When I was put from Court I did not rise Till then nor was advanc'd till now I see Heaven plants me 'bove the reach of Treachery Lod. O happie happie Saint Ex. Rustici with Doct. and Midwife Scoen. V. Enter Flavello alias Alphonso with a Letter to Eulalia Poggio and Lollio following Lol. I would she had a Councel she shall have a Councel And we will be the Heads thereof Though I be put to the pains to be President my self Pog. It is most requisite for her safety her danger may be great A good guard then in my opinion were more requirable Lol. 'T is well consider'd she shall have a Guard too and we will be the limbs thereof though I be put to the trouble of Captain on 't my self Pog. You will put on all Offices yet count 'em pain and trouble Lol. Yes and perform 'em