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A63279 The rump, or, The mirrour of the late times a new comedy / written by J. Tatham, Gent. ; acted many times with great applause at the Private House in Dorset-Court. Tatham, John, fl. 1632-1664. 1660 (1660) Wing T233; ESTC R20615 40,399 74

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are Marching let them go and be hang'd they shal not abide here I have given them an earnest penny already and if they come again I le double it Well Boys when they are past Wee l go and Drink the Kings health Say Boys Omnes Viva le roy Viva le roy Exeunt Enter Lord Bertlam and Lord Lockwhit Bertlam My Lord you will still endear me Lockwhit A Duty so oblig'd cannot be paid too often my prayers go with you my most honoured Lord Bertlam If I return my Lord Command my Heart In the mean time let not your friendship Cool Lockwhit My body shall be Ice first Enter Secretary and Lord Stoneware Bertlam My Lord Stoneware this is a high peice of Kindness indeed Stoneware Marry I se come toll kiss your none hand Sir •re yee gang anenst the limmer loowne Enter Walker and the Lady Bertlam Bertlam Your Servant my Lord Walker Are you ready Secretary Yes my Lord Bertlam Direct the Lord Stoneware to the Blew Chamber where I le attend your Lordship Stoneware Your very humble Servant my Loords Exit Secretary and Stoneware Bertlam I know She 's clogg'd with passion and 't is not fit a Scot should understand it Lockwhit You have done wisely in that my Lord Lady Bertlam Have I stay'd long enough may you be spoken with yet Bertlam Why not Sweet-heart Lady Bertlam Am I a Wife or no Wife She weeps Bertlam My only Joy and comfort Why dost Weep There 's not a Tear but Wounds me Prithee leave I 'm sure th' ast no occasion for 't La. Bertlam Did Noll do so by his Wife Bess that Puss He had some care of her and made her what her heart could wish but I have nought but empty promises Bertlam Will you believe me This Gentleman Lady Bertlam He 's a Lawyer and may lie Bertlam He 's my Friend Lady Bertlam 'T was a by-Complement I confess but I believe he knows more then you do Pray Sir say Shall I be what I will be as he says Lockwhit The power is now in his owne hands and Doubtless my Lord 's so wise he will not pa•t with 't Lady Bertlam Say you so Then prithee kiss me Iohn ne're stir I shall so love thee Bertlam But we forget the Lord Stoneware Lockw H 'as got a Scottish Fog in 's mouth by this time Lady Bertlam Hang him 't is such a Boorish stammering fellow I cann't endure him Bertlam But he 's a property if I return Victorious I must make use of Therefore prithee Sweet be modederately sparing in thy language let it not soar so high lest it prevent my Towring thoughts of their fruition and clip those Wings should hover thee to Greatness Lady Bertlam I le not tye my tongue up for no mans pleasure living I think I am a Free Woman no Bond-slave Sir Lockwhit But under favour Madam when you Weigh the Advancement Lady Bertlam I Weigh it not a rush nor shall I Fee you for your Counsel Sir Bertlam He 's a good Man Sweet-heart La. Bertlam Let him be neer so good I le have my will Bertlam I prethee do Lockwhit I trust I have not angred you Madam Lady Bertlam Again Madam let his goodness be what it will I 'm sure he hath but ill breeding Enter Walker Walker My Lord Stonware is going Sir Bertlam Odds so indeed we have been too uncivil come Sweet-heart my Lord will you please to walk in Exeunt Enter two or three Souldiers 1 Souldier How now Gentlemen you are upon the merry March I hear 2 Souldier I a pox on 't We shall have little cause I fear to call it a merry one 1 Souldier Well I thank my Stars Our Regiment stays here at the well head you Rogues where there is plenty of all things 2 Souldier What says Pluck The Worser knave the better luck 3 Souldier But do you hear me Sirrah for all that your Colonel may be hang'd for killing his Brother Cobler 1 Souldier I hear no harm I 'm not to answer for him But prethee tell me D' ye think there will be bloody Noses 2 Souldier Those that have a mind to 't let 'em give or take 'em hang him that fights a stroke for my par• 3 Souldier Or mine either Our Company swear they 'l all be hang'd first 1 Souldier The General is like to be well hop'd up with such Souldiers 2 Souldier Why what would you have us to do If the General cannot agree them let 'em fight it out themselves and the Devil part 'em I cry 3 Souldier If they will fight we 'l make a ring for 'em 1 Souldier They say that General Philagathus is a gallant Stout Man an Excellent Souldier and a Marvellours honest Man 2 Souldier Then we have the less reason to fight against him 3 Souldier Nor will we fight against him 1 Souldier But Brothers let me advise you to have a Care what you say lest you make your Words good and be hang'd in earnest there are Rogues abroad 2 Souldier I too many I thank you Brother for your Advice 3 Souldier A lack we talk away our time let 's go let 's go 1 Souldier Nay sure Brother Souldiers we will not part with dry Lips 2 Souldier What you intend to do do quickly 1 Souldier Come away then Enter Walker and Prissilla Walker Now Priss what think you now Prissilla Why truly Secretary I think thou wilt be a brave Fellow when my Lord returns Walker You will let me kiss you now I hope Prissilla No indeed Secretary I will not make you so bold yet If you return safe and sound and in good plight that is my Lords brows circled with laurel and people smell you out to be a Secretary of State 't is very probable you may have admittance to my Lip and something else in a lawful way calls within Walker Walker Walker These words have comforted my heart I 'm overjoy'd trust me now Odds so my Lords upon taking Horse ah ah Dear Priss Prissilla Sigh not Man thou shalt have it come take Livery and Seisin and adue Walker Oh So sweet as the Hony-combe kisses her Prissilla Have a care you do not surfeit with 't Walker I must begon Dear Priss once more Calls within Walker Prissilla Why law you now give you an Inch and you will take an Ell I shall be troubled with you Kisses Walker No truly Priss Calls within Prissilla Why you are bold indeed Walker Oh Heart Oh Fates Why should such Lovers part Exit Walker Prissilla Well go thy wayes for a Modest Asse thou mightst have had something else hadst thou press'd me to 't but the Fool will make a fine Husband when he comes to taste the fruit he 'l so love the Tree 'T is a sweet thing for a Woman of Knowledge to meet with a Man of Ignorance and better to keep him in 't My Secretary I see never read Arratine if he had he would have been furnish'd with more Audacity Lord how Honor Creeps
Deels nam what ha I to da with him I se yeer humble Servant Gentlemen Enter Desbrough and Huson Desbr. How do you how do you and how dow do you my Lords and Gentlemen all how do you Huson And how do you how do you Stoneware Ah my geod Loords ken yee me Sirs Bertlam We shall make up our number anon Will you please to assume the Chair my Lord Stoneware Marry and Ise your humble Servant my geod Loord Bertlam Desbr. Come come What Government must we have what Government must we have Huson I I I What Governement Let 's know quickly Come you talk of Conservetat Conservetat 't is a hard word hang 't but there 's tors in 't I 'm sure of that Duckinfield Conservetor my Lord Conservator Huson Conservators let it be then When shall we have um when shall we have um Bertlam My Lord We 'l think on that hereafter Huson Hereafter comes not yet then it seems Desbr. But while the grass grows the Horse may starve Cobbet Howere Gramercy Horse though 't has no tail to 't Stoneware Geod feath Sirs and I le tell you a blithe tale of a Scottish Puddin will gar ye aw tell laugh Sirs Bertlam That Puddin will have no ent •o't good my Lord Desbr. I love to hear of a puddin so it be a bag-puddin Huson So do I if it be a good one Stoneware Bred a goad as geod a puddin as ere was cut up Woodfleet I profess my hair stands an end Duckinfield No more Swea•ing my Lord 't is not seasonable in this place Stoneware Harke yee mee than Sirs mind yee me now or neere There was a poor woman Sirs bog'd o th Karle the Speaker Sirs an heed gee her noought Whilke gard her to let a crack Sirs I marry quo the Woman quo now I see my Rump has a Speaker too Haw lick yee my Tayle now Sirs Omnes Ha ha ha Bertlam My Lord I know you have many of e'm but pray let 's mind our business Desbr. Business Why there 's the thing I think every man ought to mind his business I should go and bespeak a pair of Mittins and Sheers for my Sheerer a pair of Cards for my Thrasher a Scythe for my Mower hob-nayl Shooes for my Carter a Skreen for my Lady Wife and I know not what My head is so full of business I cannot stay Gentlemen Lockwhit Fy fy Gentlemen will you neglect the business of this Day We meet to gratifie our Friends Desbr. Nay then do what you will so I may rise time enough to see my Horse at night Lockwhit Is that it Clerk read what we past the other Day I mean the heads of 'em what Papers and Petitions remain in your hands referring to this Days business Cobbet Forbid we should be backward in rewarding such have done Service to the Common-wealth Lockwhit There 's Money enough Gentlemen Duckinfield If we knew where to find it However Clerk read To Walter Walton Draper 6929 l. 6 s. 5 d. for Blacks for his Highness Bertlam For a Halter Put it down for Oliver Cromwel's Burial We 'l have no record rise up in judgment against Us for such a Villain Lockwhit But first let 's consider whether that were good Service or not Bertlam However we 'l give him a Paper for 't Let him get his money when he can Paper is not so Dear Gentlemen and the Clerks pains will be rewarded Stoneware Geod Consideration my geod Loord bred Sir that Cromwell was the veryest Limmer Loone that ere cam intoll our Countrey the faw Deel has tane him by th Lugs by this time for robbing so rich a Countrey bred Sirs I. Woodfleet I profess my Lord Stoneware you are to blame I promise you you are Why do you Swear so Stonew Geod feath I gi you thanks for your chastisement I se sit ye Sir au professta an se gif you ha mee Cobb That may bring you profit indeed Clerk proceed Clerk To Walter Frost Treasurer of the Contingencies 5000 l. To Mr. Edward Backwel 4600 l. To Mr. Hutchinson Treasurer of the N•vy 200000l Stoneware O•nds there 's asum marry it cam from a Canon sure Clerk To Mr. Backwell more 326 l. 16 s. 5 d. To Mr. Ice 400 l. To Mr. Loethur Secretary to his Lockwhit To Oliver Cromwell say leave out Highness You were order'd so before where ere you find it Clerk Secretary to O. Cromwell 2999 l. 5 s. 7 d. for Intelligence and Trapanning the Kings liege people Stoneware Marry Sirs an ye gif so fast yeel gi aw away fro poore Archibald Johnson Aside Lockwhit Oyl the Wheel my Lord your Engine will go the better Move for him first Bertlam Be it your business I le do as much for you Lockwhit Content Gentlemen since we have set this Day apart from other business purposely to gratifie our most concerned Friends let us consider the Worth of the Lord Stoneware a person of eminent fidelity and trust Stoneware Geod feath and I ha been a trusty Trojan Sirs Woodst We know it very well Sir I profess my Lord Duckinfi And 't is but reason you should be rewarded De•br I de scorn to let a Dog go unrewarded Huson And so would I he fawns so prettily Cobbet My Lord you are Witty I hope we shall have no more on 't Huson And performs his Graces to a Scottish Pipe so handsomely Duckinfield You may content your self with that my Lord he is our Friend Stoneware Geod feath Sirs an sa I am wha denyes it Huson Nay my Lord we are not Foes I am for you Desbr. And so am I as live Stoneware Geod feath wee l sed ye ken well enough I se sure I se a man can serve ye aw Sirs Sin ye are so kind Sirs Scribe read my Paper to Lockwhit You have a Petition then Stoneware Geod feath I had been a very foole els Bertlam Give us the substance of it Clerk That your Honours would be pleas'd in consideration of his faithful Service and the constant charge he is at both at home and abroad to grant him some certain considerable summe of Money for his present supply Duckinfield Order him Two thousand pound Bertlam Seriously let it be Three thousand Gentlem. You must understand he is much in debt Stoneware God benizon lite on your saw my geod Loord Bertlam Huson Three thousand pound Why half such a sum will buy all Scotland Stoneware Bred Sir ye leoke bett blindly out than Bertlam Gramercy my Lord Cobbet Well Brother the time was a mi•e of it would have bought all the Shooes in your Shop I will not say your Stall for your Honour sake though now you doe abound in Irish Lands Stoneware Y' are my geod friend Sir geod feath y 'ave •ene hit him h•me Clerk gang a tyny bit farder Clerk That your Honors would be pleased to Confer some Annual Pension upon him Bertlam Gentlemen I think it but reason he
in disguise all this while and that our Vizors are now falling off and who would think that Dreams should come to light so Lady Bertlam Now could I tear my flesh all my hopes are lost Priss No you say there 's one a coming Lady Bertlam How this Woodfleets Wi•e will ore-top me Prissilla Pull her eyes on t and then let a Dog lead her Lady Bertlam Well I le do something Prissilla I le see your second so good and 't please your Highness Exit Enter 3 or 4 Prentices 1 Prentice Hy Boyes the Noble General Philagathus lay at Barnet last night 3 Prentice Say'st thou so Champion 1 Prentice And the pityful dityful Lambert one of Donquixott's Lords is in the Tower H 'as been a Whipste• all his Life time and now is become a staid Gentleman 2 Prentice Well said Champion 1 Prentice No more of that if you love me Noble Philagathus must be the Cities Champion I le resign my Office and yet be Loyal still Omnes Who will not who will not 1 Prentice Then you are my Boyes again do you not observe how the Phanaticks are trotting out of town some of the Rogues begin to mutiny 2 Prentice Hang 'em up then I cry 1 Prentice So say I by thousands noble Phylagathus enters with love and they go out with curses or like the Snuffe of a Candle stinckingly 3 Prentice I 'm sure they have eaten our Masters up 1 Prentice Even to their Bowels that Trading is become a meer Skelliton 2 Prentice Now I hope we shall see better days 1 Prentice Ne'r fear it Lads Philagatbus is right and sound to the very Core 2 Prentice What will become of our Exchange Merchant 1 Prentice What he that turn'd part of the House of God into a Den of Theeves 3 Prentice The very same the very same 1 Prentice Let him hang himself and when he is cold meat the Divel carbanadoe him for a Break-fast But heark they are marching out and Drums heard within Philagathus his honest Soldiers are coming in Oh let 's see um let 's see um Omnes By all means let 's see um Exit Running ACT the V. SCENE the I. Enter Mrs. Cromwell and the Lady Bertlam they meet at several Doors Mrs. Cromwell Bless my Eye-sight what her Highnesse without her Train Where is that pretious Bird thy Husband Cag'd His Wings are Clipt from flying Faith now this comes of Threachery Had he been true to my Son Dick he might have still continued honorable and thou a Lady and now I know not what to call thee Lady Bertlam Thy rudeness cannot move me I impute it to thy Want of Breeding Mrs. Cromwell My Want of Breeding Mrs. Mincks Lady Bertlam We Cannot expect from the Dunghill odorous savours Were our affections greater than they are they merit not half the Contempt and Scorn persues thy wretched Family and the Memory of thy abhorred Husband Mrs. Cromwell How durst thou name him but with reverence He that out-did all Histories of Kings or Keasors was his own Herald and could give Titles of Honor to the meanest Peasants made Brewers Dray-men Coblers Tinkers or any body Lords Such was his power no Prince ere did the like Amongst the rest that precious piece thy Husband was one of his making Lady Bertlam Would we had never known these painted Titles that are so easily washt off Enter Woodfleet But yonder comes the cause of all our miseries Wood••eet Ne're go yonder 's my Mother I profess as I 'm here I de rather meet ne're stir a Beggar in my Dish so I had as I 'm here Mrs. Cromwell And art thou there Nay ne're hide thy face for 't though thou mayst be asham'd of all thy Actions Woodfleet Why I forsooth Mother I profess ne're go not I Mother as I 'm here Mrs. Cromwell C•ll 〈◊〉 not Mother Thou hast ruin'd my Children and thy self too like a Fool as thou art Lady Bertlam And me and my Husband like a Knave as thou art Mrs. Cromwell Would ever Coxcombe have committed such folly Lady Bertlam Or ever Changling done the like Iack Adams is a Man to thee Woodfleet I pro•ess indeed law you are strange folks I profess ne're go law Cannot a man as I 'm here pass the Street I p•ofess law Walks about the Stage they following him La. Bert. Hang thee thou' rt good for nothing Mrs. Cromwell But •leering and fooling Lady Bertlam And how do you forsooth I profess Mrs. Cromwell And truly I know what I know and there 's an end Lady Bertlam Of an old Song Few words are best Mrs. Cromwell Ne're go I 'm the greatest man in the Nation I profess I ne're stir now Think you what you will forsooth Mother as I 'm here Woodfleet I profess ne're stir as I 'm here there 's no enduring it law now as I 'm here and therefore farewel as I 'm here for I le be gone ne're stir now Exit running Enter Pren••ces with Clubs 2 Prentice Now Champion what think you of your General Philagathus 1 Prentice A ro•e on 't I know not what to think on 't Was ever such a Ra•e committed upon a poor She City before Lay her legs open to the wide world for every Rogue to peep in her Breech I 3 Prentice 'T is Monstrous 2 Prentice Is this the Cities Champion 1 Prentice Well On my Conscience he 's honest for all this The plaguy Rump has done this Mischief Well Club stand stiff to thy Master some body shall suffer for 't I say no more 2 Prentice We shall be Coop'd up shortly for Hawks-meat in our Cellars while they possess our Shops and Feast upon our Mistresses 1 Prentice Well I le Warrant the Souldiery will be honest for all this and then we 'l Sindge the Maggots out of the louzy Rump or else Swindge me Enter the 4th Prentice 4 Prentice News Boys News 1 Prentice From whence from Tripulo 4 Prentice From Guildhall you Knaves We shall have a Free Parliament Omnes Hy hy hy they make a shout 4 Prentice The General and the City are agreed and he has promis'd it 1 Prentice Oh noble Philagathus 2 Prentice Brave Phylagathus 3 Prentice Honorable Philagathus 4 Prentice Renowned Philagathus 1 Prentice Now you Infidels What think you now Has your Fears and Jealousies left you or will you still damn your selves up with dirty Suspition You that spoke even now you should be Coop'd up for Hawks-meat shall be Cramm'd up for •apons your Cellars shall become Ware-houses your Shops Exchanges and your Mistresses persons of honor Omnes And what shall we be 1 Prentice Squires of the Body Honor sufficient enough for men of our rank Gentlemen Omnes Oh brave Champion 1. Prentice I tell you I will have no more of that Where is Lilly now 2 Prentice In one of the Twelve houses 1 Prentice We 'l fire him out of 'em 3 Prentice How will the Man in the Moon drink Clarret then 1 Prentice
Ears were off they are not worth the Sense of Hearing But come let 's put up our trinckets a pox on 't I did not think they would have sate so long 2 Clerk Thou hast some Baggage or other to go to I le be hang'd else 1 Clerk Thou mayst be hang'd in time however wee l goe Dore-keeper Well go your wayes you are a precious Couple Exeunt A noyse within crying Tom Will Harry Dick Have you a mind to be Murdered in your beds Enter a Corporal and Souldiers after him in a confused manner as from their several Lodgings 1 Souldier What 's the matter Corporal Corporal The City 's up in Arms 1 Souldier I am glad on 't 2 Souldier And so am I there 's plunder enough I am mad to be at it Corporal The Committee sate all this night about it 't is said they are up every where 1 Souldier I warrant that Dog in a Doublet Has•erigg i• the Ring-leader Corporal 'T is likely the news came but within this houre and the danger that lu•ks in 't hath call'd the Committee together to morrow the Prentices intend to petition the Lord Maior for a Free Parliament 1 Souldier Let em ' 't is good fishing in troubled waters 2 Souldier Must the RUMP come in agen Corporal I know not good Lads make haste the Captain stays for us 1 Souldier Pox on 't let 's ne'r stand buttoning our selves Wee 'l leave our Doublets behind us Corporal No by no means 1 Souldier And is' t come to that then hey for Lumbard-street there 's a Shop that I have markt out for mine already 2 Souldier You must not think to have it all your self Brother 1 Souldier He that Wins gold let him Wear gold I cry Corporal Well we shall have enough 't is a rich City never came better news to the Souldiery 1 Souldier Wee 'l Cancel the Prentices Indentures and bind them to us in surer bonds 2 Souldier And they shall ne're be made free by my Consent till they have paid for their Learnings 1 Souldier Me thinks I see the Town on fire and hear the Shrieks and Cryes of Women and Children already the Rogues running to quench the fire and we following the slaughter Here lies one without an Arm and he cannot hold up a Hand against us another without a Leg and he shan't run for 't another without a Nose hee 'l ne're smell us out another without a Head and his plotting's spoyl'd Here lies a rich Courmogeon burnt to Ashes who rather then he would survive his Treasure perisheth with his Chests and leaves his better Angels to wait on Us you Knaves 2 Souldier Oh brave Tom. Corporal I know you have all Mettle enough but our Captain stays 1 Souldier Not a minute longer hey for Lumbard-street hey for Lumbard-street Omnes Hey for Lumbard-street hey for Lumbard-street Exeunt ACT the IV. SCENE the I. Enter a company of Prentices with club 1 Prentice Come boyes come as long as this Club lasts fear nothing it shall beat out Husons tother Eye I scorn to take him on the blind side I 'm more a man than so 2 Prentice Thou a Man a meer Pigmy 1 Prentice Children are poor Worms I would have you to know that I am the Cities Champion 2 Prentice Thou the Cities Champion 1 Prentice Yes and will spend life and limbe for Magna Charta and a Free Parliament Omnes So we will all so we will all 1 Prentice Why then you are my Boys and true Sons to the City Cry up a Free Parliament Omnes A Free Parliament A Free Parliament 1 Prentice Boys this was done like Men but do you hear the News My Intelligence is good 2 Prentice What is' t Champion What is' t 1 Prentice There 's a Proclamation come from the Committee of no Safety Omnes For what Champion 1 Prentice To hang us all up if we Depart not to our Homes How like you that Gallants how like you that 2 Prentice This hanging is such a thing I do not like it well I le go home 1 Prentice Why now you show what a Man you are I was a Pigmy as you said but erewhile but now I say and will maintain it Thou hast not so much spirit or spleen in thee as a Wasp Omnes Oh brave Champion 1 Prentice Will you like Cowards forsake your Petition and have no Answer to 't Rather let 's dye One and All Omnes One and All One and All 1 Prentice Why this is bravely said now I le tell you what you shall do when the Sheriff begins to read the Proclamation every man inlarge his Voyce and cry No proclamation No proclamation Omnes Agreed agreed No proclaamation No proclamation No proclamation Exeunt Wavering their Clubs over their heads Enter Huson and his Mirmydons with their Swords drawn Huson Was ever such a sort of Rogues seen in a City Come follow me I le so order um Souldiers Oh brave Collonel Exeunt Enter Prentices at the other end of the Stage crying Whoop Cobler Whoop Cobler and he pursuing them Huson Shoot shoot I charge you kill the Rogues leave not one of them alive A Musket is let off within Ex. Enter Prentices again crying Whoop Cobler 1 Prentice Cain has kill'd his Brother Coll. Cordwayner he has spun a fine Thread to day 2 Prentice It may bring him to his End 1 Prentice St. Hugh's Bones must go to th' wrack and there let him take his Last Whoop Cobler Omnes Whoop Cobler Whoop Cobler Exeunt Enter Huson again persuing the Prentices they continuing their cry Whoop Cobler Turnep Tops are thrown at him as from House tops Boys run in Huson From whence come these Search that House and every House I vow there 's not a Street free from these Rogues Exeunt Enter the Prentices severally 2 Prentice Where hast thou been Champion 1 Prentice Where none but a Champion durst be 2 Prentice Where 's that Where 's that 1 Prentice Stand here and admire You are beholding to me I have past the Pikes to meet you and swet for 't I tell you I have been at Guildhall and what I have done there let Histories record I le not be my own Trumpet Omnes What didst thou do there 1 Prentice Do you see this small Engine 'T is a good one and has been trusty to his Master I say no more Omnes Nay good Champion What what 1 Prentice How Dull you are With this I say heartily charg'd and ram'd under my Apron closely hid Latit anguis in herba There 's Latin for you Rogues I got into the Yard Omnes What then What then 1 Prentice By good fortune I espy'd a very fine fellow some Officer no doubt he did Ran Dan so Omnes But prethee be plain and short 1 Prentice No it was home the sting of my Serpent hath either kill'd him or lam'd him downright I warrant he troubles us no more this Day Heark the A Drum is heard within Rogues