it lye unfenc't Dem. Look I see a man And I am got into a Garden here Whos 's there Land Nay who 's there an' you go to that Here 's one that hath authority to be here Bat. The Master of the house I do perceive And by his tone a kind of Letter of Lodgings I 'le ask the Question Sir we are strangers newly come to Town Could you afford us any room in your house Land I cannot tell Sir whether I can or no According as I like you Bring a light here Dem. Nay then w' are well enough take up my rooms Ne're stand agreeing with him give him twenty Thirty forty a hundred crowns a week what he Hath a mind to I 'le into Town I grow impatient Exit Bat. Oh! heavens Sir whether do you go To rush in armed crowdes so late a stranger Curse on all rashness I must follow him For fear some mischief happens to him Landlord look to the things provide our rooms We 'l return within this half hour or never Ex. Land Ha! gone and left their Cloak-bags with me What kind of fellows are these some High-way men I know by their hast But sure I 'm in a dream is this a Cloak bag Let 's see what weather 't is it doth not rain Cloak-bags Come I 'le go see what 's in it ho a light there Ser. Here Sir Enter a servant with a Candle Land Nay here Sir Here 's a Cloakbag dropt i' my mouth Come let 's see the Entrails of this beast A rich Chesticore with Diamond buttons Enough enough I 'm satisfied These are stollen goods as sure as I am here And now what shall I do with this Cloakbag Shall I keep the Cloakbag or shall I cry the Cloakbag or shall I sell the Cloakbag nay then I may chance to stretch for the Cloakbag so I may if I should keep the Cloakbag if the right owner should come with an Officer and find the Cloakbag why then the Devil take the Cloak-bag for never was any one so plagued with a Cloakbag well if no body comes to claim the Cloakbag I 'le sell the Cloakbag buy Land and marry a Lady with the Cloakbag and then be Dub'd a Knight of the Order of the Cloakbag Ex. Enter Ladislaus and Theodore The Scene continues Lad. Ungrateful men and do they thus reward me For all the blood I 've shed in their defence To set my head to sale That head which once these flatt'ring Poles would cry Their State could live no more without then I. Theo. I wish your Highness had not flung that Letter It seems you were discover'd I 'me amaz'd Which way Lad Sharnofsky hath betrayed me Thus had he done had I expos'd my person Instead of a trifling paper or had sent thee He would have wrackt thee to discover me Theo. But I 'de have been torn limb from limb first Lad. I doubt not thy fidelity good Theodore I 've ever found thee generous and faithful More generous then those whose birth and Grandeur Obliges them to higher pretence of Honour Good heavens what 's this world I should have sooner Suspected Angels then the Count or Princess Theod. Good Sir do not discompose your Soul With these suspicions of your noble friends 'Till you know more Lad. My noble friends ah Theodore I have no friends my fortune fame and honour Heaven and Earth and she whom I adore Above 'um all deserts me nothing adheres to me But my own courage I see the Count and she Convert the news of my escape from Moscow By the generous kindness of the Russian Princess Into pretences to disguise their falshood To ruine my interests and unite their own To marry and to aspire to the Crown All Poland sees it and the Card'nal dreads u'm Much more then me and all this great alarum You 'l find aimes at their lives as well as mine The. Ah! do not credit Sir the common Vogue Lad. Come Theodore 't is true but that I 've learnt How to command my passions as well as Armies And owe more reverence to my own memory Then after death to have my head plac'd aloft On some old Tower to feed the greedy eyes Of my proud Enemies this very instant Shanofsky's soul or mine should fleet in air The. Well Sir I say no more I only beg you Take into some house you see what danger You 'r in the Guards are searching all about And here we wander up and down i' th' dark Only what sickly light the Moon will lend us But Sir I think we 're got into a Garden Lad. On the backside of a house knock Theodore Knocks and enter Landlord with a light Land Who 's there well this is not to be endur'd Every one gets into my backside If my Landlord will not fence it I 'le promise him I 'le do 't and stop it in his Rent well what 's the Business with you now more Cloakbags Theo. Sir we are strangers newly come to Town And are in great want of Lodgings If you could furnish us name your own price By this Gold we 'l not refuse it you Gives him money Land Let 's look on you according as I like you By this Gold you have good honest faces I have a room for you Theo. Thank you Sir pray what other Lodgers have you We ask you ' cause we would be very private Land I have none at present but some fidling women that come from Cracow to see the choosing of the new King a young Gentleman and a Cloakbag Lad. VVhat doth this fellow mean by this Cloakbag Theo. Your Highness hath hap'ned very fortunately Aside to Lad. Land Well but how did you pass the Guards so late For here 's a heavy pudder about the Duke of Curland He 's come to Town it seems in disguize And here 's five thousand crowns bid for his head Happy man be his dole that catches him For my part I don't expect so good luck Five thousand Crowns and a Cloakbag are too much for one night The. I perceive this fellow 's none of the honestest Aside I here 's a great alarum what 's the matter Land Why Sir the Duke of Curland look ye you must know VVas a great favourite of the last Kings And he contracted him to his Daughter And intended to marry him to her but then it hap'ned The Muscoviters invaded us with a great army The Duke Sir upon a simple quibble of Honour Goes General of our Army against 'um I was a Corporal under him at the same time Tho. De' e hear my Lord pray keep your disguize close Land And thought forsooth to have come back in triumph And married the Lady and he was taken prisoner And ne're comes back at all Lad. That was unfortunate Land Now Sir it seems he hath given 'um the slip out of Muscovy by the help o' the Russian Princess and they are run away together and here he lies lurking in Poland to fit his business and now all
the mighty Play 's begun The Musick of the field in Martial rage Calls us to enter on this fatal Stage Where each brave man shall doubly have applause Crown'd by his courage and his glorious Cause A Cause more glorious there cannot be I for the Kingdom die and you for me Ex. Jul. and Train shouting and waving their Poleaxes Enter Theodore and a Surgeon The Scene the Dukes Chamber The. Offer to let my Master go out in this condition Surg. I could not hold him Sir he would go out whether I would or no but there 's no danger his wound 's not great nor was the arrow venom'd as first you fear'd The. Oh! he 'l hear all the news aside And then I tremble at the consequence Now comes this babling rascal Enter Landlord Land Nay I thought 't would be as I said the Count is to be King and marry the Princess How now where 's your Master I 've news for him The. Get you gone with your news you prating bufflehead or I 'le set you down stairs come here with your news Land Prating Bafflehead and you 'l set me down stairs do you know who you speak to Sirrah come come you lie you lie you don't know who you speak to and you 'r drunk Sirrah you would not talk to me at this rate else Sirrah get me down stairs with my news Sirrah I 'de have to know the best men in the Kingdom are glad of my intelligence you drunken rascal you The. Yes no doubt you have all the intelligence pray Mr. Corantoe-Master-General what may your Envoyes and Spies in Forraign Courts cost you yearly Land What may they cost me Sir pray what may your Envoyes and Spiâ—s which you maintain with the Duke of Gally-pots Count Palatine o' Glister-pipes Marquess o' Mouth-glue and Baron o' Bathing-tubs for the support o' your rotten body politick cost you yearly ha Sir-Ragmanners my intelligence comes from better men then you or your Master either I met no less now because you prate then six Lords of my old acquaintance coming out of the field together all of a knot The. What knot a bow-knot Land A bow knot saucy-chops when did you see six Lords tyed of a bow-knot ha can you tye your nose of a bow knot you had not best provoke me sirrah but so here comes my man now it shall be seen whether I am a lyer or no. Enter Joanna and Alexey peeping Jo. How not here where did we loose her Al. I 'le hold a wager the person we met in the Cloak was the Duke and she went after him somewhere and is lost in the crowd Land Come come Sir you Mr. Peagoose that stand peeping there pray Sir thrust in your nose a little further I have some employment for you pulls in Jo Jo. The Rogue will discover all my design and render us suspicious to the Duke's servant I am afraid come in Alexey and help me to out-face the fool aside to Al. Land Come Sir did not you hear in the field as much as to say as if the Count was to be made King and to marry the Princess come answer directly to the point why don't you speak Sir Jo. Who me do you mean Land I you sir who should I mean else Jo. I hear it how should I hear it was I in the field to day Land Why you impudent stinking lying Rascal you won't tell me such a lie will you Alex. You mistake me Landlord and ha' met some body like him Land No sir I don't mistake I can see when I see surely I don't carry my eyes in a Hand-basket and more then that ' cause he goes to 't he 's the very man and no other from whom I 'de all this news now The. Is this your six Lords of a knot you Ninny I see you can invent for a need Jo. Oh a most grievous impertinent lying fellow I 'm so plagu'd with him sometimes Alex. Hark you Landlord are not you troubled with a dizziness in your Noddle a Megrim sometimes I am afraid you eat too much mustard and such hot things Jo. Some snush would purge your simple brain Land A little more would make me run distracted don't you tell me o' your Megrims your Snush and your Mustard a company of Rascals Sirrah did not I meet you coming out o' th' field and I ask't you what news ' cause I was loath to go farther ' cause I was to go buy a pole o'Ling for the womens dinner that lie in my house here and you told me all this bibble babble and bid me go no farther but go to my Lodgers with it deny 't if you dare sirrah I 'le promise you if you do I 'le churn those Buttermilk-chops o' yours and let your Master take it off I care not if you and your Master both get out 〈◊〉 my house I can ha' customers for my rooms Alex. Come enough o' this Landlord Land I han't enough Sir I won't be made a lyar on The. Why what a troublesome fellow art thou Land And what a troublesome fellow art thou I won't be born down by a company o' saucy Valets that are good for nothing but to twirle a whisker and a shave the crown o' some Sir Nicolas Emptipate his Master and be kickt thrice a day for a cast suit and Bread and Cheese Alex. Come Landlord I perceive you are abusive this is not to be endured you must be corrected out o' this humor it will be for your good another day and now our Masters backs are turn'd we 'l make bold to give you a tast of our Parmesau The. And Iâ—le give him one lick for the sake of his Corantoes Come Sir since you ' r so good at Corantoes pray let 's see how you can dance a Coranto come up with your news quikcly Land Rogues you won't murder me will you Theo. On the fourteenth instant at the Port of Hucklebone was drove in by storm a Vessel call'd the Royal Cudgel bound for back bum belly noddle or any part of the Kingdom of Coxcomb Jo. And near the same Port another Alex. And another laden with Snush for the cure of the Megrim Surg. They 'l kill their Landlord Land Rogues Rascals Thieves will you murder me Why Surgeon wilt thou stand by and see me Murder'd I 'le lay my death to thee Surg. Pray Gentlemen Alex. How now Sirrah do you prate shaver o' shin-bones Drawer of Gum-stakes Grafter o' broken Stilts Trapanner o' crackt Coxcombs I 'le teach you more manners Land Murder murder Ex. They beat Landlord and Surgeon off o' th' Stage Andenter Ladislaus and Paulina The. See our Lords Lad. And is it thus come Theodore my Sword The. Oh heavens what is 't I hear Land Come Sir I know they 'r wrong'd by the fond talking world they 'r constant generous they 'r Angels Angel's not a pound o' flesh about 'um Sir and doth it sting thy soul crawl crawl about aside his heart thou Serpent jealousie until
Vnder a Canopy of Trees The fair new Golden World was laid Sleeping like a naked Maid Till alas she was betray'd In such shades Urania lay Till Love discover'd out a way And now she cries some Power above Save me from this Tyrant Love Her poor heart had no defence But its Maiden Innocence In each sweet retiring Eye You might easily descry Troops of yielding Beauties flye Leaving Rare unguarded Treasure To the Conquerors will and pleasure And now she cries c. Now and then a stragling frown Through the shades skipt up and down Shooting such a piercing Dart As would make the Tyrant smart And preserve her Lips and Heart But alas her Empire 's gone Thrones and Temples all undone And now she cryes c. Charm aloft the stormy Winds That may keep these Golden Mines And let Spaniard Love be tore On some cruel Rocky Shore Where he 'l put to Sea no more Lest poor conquer'd Beauty cry Oh! I 'm wounded oh I dye And there is no power above Saves me from this Tyrant love Jo. Oh cursed Duke Africa ne're bred A Monster like thee to forsake my Princess After th' a'dst married her and thus entic'd her From all the Glories of her Fathers Court To follow thee vanquisht wandring exile Unhappy Victory that brought thee captive To Muscovy and more unhappy she To sacrifice her heart her life her honour To one so false But I shall wake her see She starts Her soul is walking in a Grove of dreams And there some mournful Vision entertains Her sad despairing thoughts See! see a Ponyard How came she by that fatal Instrument She stabbs at something oh she makes me tremble I 'le snatch it from her Paul Oh! ungrateful man And dost thou then deride at my misfortunes Is this the recompence of my too fond Unfortunate love dye in thy Mistress arms Bleed I fall Ha! gone whither where am I Was it a dream Jo. She 's had some frightful dream I see Paul Joanna did nothing pass that way Yes sure there did 't was Curland and his Mistress They embrac't and smil'd at me and then they vanisht See I there he stands all wrapt in white that that Jo. Oh! the good heavens she is grown distracted Madam what i' st you see Paul Look there there Is not that he that tall and shining thing He 's dead and I have wrongfully accus'd him Jo. That that 's the Moonshine nothing else in deed A stream of light that glances through the Trees Paul see now it vanishes Jo. And now a Cloud Covers the Moon it is no more Come Madam The dewey Vapours of the night are cold The shade is melancholly and the air unwholsome Pray to your chamber Madam Paul Ah! never never Was any so unfortunate as I weeps What shall I do and whither shall I go Jo. Oh! do not weep thus you will break my heart I hope the Duke will prove a man of honour yet You do not know what accidents have hapned Paul No no he 's hid in his fair Princess arms But perjur'd man I 'le chase thee from thy bowers Of love I 'le steep I 'le steep thy joyes in blood In thy heart-blood I 'le stab it till the poisonous Serpentine dew drops weeping at my feet Oh! me unfortunate what shall I do weeps Enter Alexey running Jo. Poor Lady Alex. Madam Jo. Whos 's that Alex. 'T is I the Princess is she there Jo. The Princess blunderheaded old Souldier Thou wilt betray us Paul Who Count Alexey Alex. Oh! Madam I 'm out of breath with running The Duke 's come Paul What is 't thou say'st the Duke Alex. Madam for certain he was seen this evening To fling a Letter in Count Sharnofskyes Coach And upon this the Troops are all alarum'd The Cardinal sits close in his Caball Orders are issued out to secure his friends Chiefly Count Sharnofsky and the Princess The Guards are drawing up about the Palace In the interim five thousand crowns are proffer'd To any one that will discover him Paul Did I not say that I should hear some news I thought my dream was a forerunner of him This news congeals my blood what shall we do Jo. Had we not best go in Alex. No no the Guards Are searching every house and we being strangers Perhaps may meet with incivility Enter Guards with lights and drawn swords followed by Landlord Hark they 'r i' th' house already see they come To search the Gardens Madam take no notice Guard Come Sir now we must catechife your Garden Land I I do Sir my Garden 's a good boy he can say his Catechise Guard Nay ben't so joculary Sir we have power To carry you before the Cardinal if we please Land Carry me and my house too afore the Cardinal if you please Sir set us but here again where you found us and I am contented Guard Here are people who are you Sir To Paul Paul A stranger Sir Guard A stranger Sir what stranger Sir Paul A Russian Sir a Pristaffe's son of Archangelo Guard Your name Sir Paul Basiliwich Jo. I see my Princess hath a quick invention Guard And who are these Paul My servants Sir Guard 'T is well keep in your Lodgings Sir there must be account given of you come to the next house Ex. Guards Land Go and a good riddance on you here 's a pudder ho see if none of my Cups or Silver Spoons be missing Paul Now all 's over I 'le retire to my chamber Revenge appears to me in shapes so horrid It fright 's my soul call for a light Jo. A light for my Master's Landlord Land Ho there a light for the Gentleman Exit Paul Jo. Alex. Well how bravely were I made now could I but light upon the Duke five thousand crowns that is to say five times ten hundred crowns most monstrous prodigious Gigantique Pedantique unarithmetical Sum why this would make me a Duke well I 'le go to a Conjurer to find him but hold then the Rogue will find him for himself But then I 'le make him believe I am a Conjurer as well as himself and make him be glad to go half shares But hark I hear talking Enter Demetrius and Battista a Porter with a Cloakbag Dem. Never was any thing so fortunate To hear of him just at my arrival Iâ—le into the town and search for him immediately Bat. Hold my Lord are ye mad whether do you go To rush into a Town throng'd with arm'd men So late at night and all the Guards about And you a stranger too come Sir 't is time We rather went somewhere to seek a lodging All Inns and publique houses are taken up And for ought I see we 're like to lie i' th' streets to night Dem. I care not where I lye For I cannot rest in body or soul Until I find this most ungrateful Duke Land What do these people babling in my Garden All this while and say never a word to me This 't is to let
fight of him aside Dem. Where are these murders done Bat. In the Landlords pate No other we shall meet withall to night Ser. Master Enter a servant Land Master you Rogue where 's a light shall we be all killed in the dark here Ser. All 's over Sir Land Over or under I 'le have a light Sir I won't loose my life in the dark a light I say whil'st I go call up all my people Ex. Dem. VVhat an impertinent cowardly follow is this Bat. Fear Sir is natural to vulgar spirits Dem. VVhat people are those in the room here Bat. Your fellow lodgers Sir Lad. I do suppose the Guards are searching for me aside to Theo. Perhaps they may break into the house 'T is safer being abroad call for the key of the Garden door I 'le go walk in the Grove Ex. Alex. Follow follow Madam he is going out Bat. Come my Lord y 'ave slept but little will you to your Chamber or walk abroad Dem. 'T is too early yet hardly day and I feel my eyes a little heavy I care not if I take the t'other slumber and finish the remainder of my dream Bat. Had you a dream I thought you slept so little you had no time to dream Dem. 'T was a confus'd one of the Duke and my Princess methoughts I met 'um in a Grove and in a house I wounded him she fainted and they both vanisht and a thousand such wild things Bat. This busie soul of ours cannot be idle It must be doing and doth it knows not what Dem. Come I 'le to my Chamber take t'other flumber and then in chase of the Duke and I 'le find him if all the arts of hell can discover him Enter Ladislaus Theodore and Landlord The Scene the Gardens Followed by Paulina Joanna Alexey Land Now you may venture to walk in the Garden all 's over beshrew me I tremble like a quaking pudding Lad. How comes your Grove and Gardens to lie open Land How comes a Wench to lie open and common when no body will fence her Your Grandfather you wonder to hear me say your Grandfather I warrant You must know I call all my lodgers my sons and so I being your Father my Landlord is your Grandfather Now Sir your Grandfather is in Law about it with the Monastery of Santa Clara and did you never see a couple of Hectors fight for a Wench here I tickle thee and there I tickle thee so sa sa Co ' your Grandfather a homethrust Co ' the Monastery and so they fetch one another with whiscum whascums and I know not what and neither of 'um will suffer it to be fenc'd and so my Garden lies stark naked without ever a rag to her back but I keep the poor Jade as private as I can and suffer none to pass but those that go between the Counts Gardens and the Monasteries Paul There is no speaking whil'st this fellow 's here aside Lad. What Gardens are those yonder Land One Count Colimsky's Gardens A very brave man he hath a gallant house at the t'other end ah many sousing soakings have I had in his Cellar There have I sail'd top and top gallant all Sailes aloft and bravely boarded the French-man the high Dutcher the Spaniard the Grecian then Sir there hath made up to me a Fleet of Algerines Tunis and Salley men for so I call the drunken dogs A Saile a Saile quoth I strike for Algier quoth they strike for Dantzick quoth I then to 't we go and board one another with small shot pint glasses and the like from them we go to Cuddy-guns and so to Demy-cannon whole Cannon and all our lower Teer Romers of an Ell and then there 's bloody work here sinks a Galley there a Galleass there a stout Frigot turns up his Keel then high for the main boyes cry I. The. What a tedious impertinent fellow is this Lad. And what high wall is that that faces to the Counts Gardens Land That 's the Monastery wall I told you of Paul Will this fellow never ha' done Lad. You don't know who those young Gentlemen are that lodge in your house do you Land Not I they are pretty youths strangers speak but bad Polish I askt 'um when they came Rosmepopolsky said I no Rosmepopolsky quoth they but one may make a shift to understand ' um Lad. How came you to have any room in your house at so great a concourse as this of all the Nobility and Gentry of Poland with their Trains for the election of a King Land How came my neighbours wife to have any room in her she was delivered of a boy and my big-bellied house of a man and both were brought to bed yesterday morning the great Count Palatine of Smolensko if you know him lodged here and he whipt out o' town upon some bickerings betwixt him and the Cardinal he told the Cardinal his own he made a most brave mutinous speech in the Diett which is highly applauded I have a Copy on 't in my pocket Lad. No matter for the Copy Landlord The. This fellow's tongue hath the perpetual motion Good my Lord rid your self of him aside to Lad. Lad. Well Landlord I have a little business with my servant you 'l excuse me Land I think I ha' lost the Copy of this same Speech I must run in to find it I 'le be back presently Ex. Theo. Heaven be prais'd Paul So now I 'le venture to him Jo. Do and we 'l stay behind Ex. Jo. Al. Theo. Ha! who 's this follows the Duke My Lord retire here 's some one follows you to Lad. Lad. Some of the lodgers for the morning aire Theo. No no my Lord he makes directly to you Lad. I think he doth as if he 'd speak with me Paul My Lord. goes up to the Duke Lad. To me Sir Paul Yes to you my Lord Come make it not so strange I know you well enough Lad. Oh! heaven's betray'd Paul Nay be not startled Sir I 've no defign but what is honourable Lad. Surely you do mistake your person Sir I 'me but a stranger here Paul I know you are not Sir You lately came out of Muscovy You were a pris'ner there Sir were you not yes Sir I 'me sure you were and your name is Ladislaus Duke of Curland Lad. Ha! he names my name How came I thus discover'd Paul So 't is he Now I have born him down with confidence Lad. I know him not but since he names my name Let him be Man or Devil Friend or Enemy I 'le not disown it Sir I am Ladislaus Duke of Curland what 's your business with me Paul That Letter Sir that Letter will tell you Gives the Duke a letter Lad. Whence is this Paul Read and you 'l see Lad. Ha! subscrib'd Demetrius peruses it What is this from Muscovy where 's the Prince Paul The Letter Sir will tell you Lad. Reads I am now at the Frontiers of Poland my Errand you your self may conjecture
I 'm buried to my Grave repair And throw in scorn my ashes in the air But lest you prove unjust and pardon all My horrid crimes thus at your feet I fall profers to fall an his sword and is prevented by Ladisl Paul Bat. Land What art mad wilt thou kill thy self sweetheart bless me he makes my heart ake take the sword from him fie upon 't who lets such young fools ha' swords that don't know how to use ' um Paul Hold Prince Demetrius live your wife Paulina doth beg it of you Land Your wife Paulina what I warrant this young man is that young mans wife why sure my house was inchanted to day lodg'd Princes and Dukes like Mummers and Masqueraders and Women and Wenches in mens cloathes and Cloakbags and scufflings and they kill one another and they 'r alive again and this and that and I know not what here 's work indeed Dem. And can you pardon me my kindest Princess Paul Yes my dear Demetrius I have charity enough to pardon you and vertue enough to love you Dem. Blessed minute I shall dye with happiness Al. And I with joy Al. weeps Dem. Now generous Ladislaus can you forgive me Lad. My Princely friend Land I hug but you 'r but a couple o' Knaves both on yoâ— Paul Great Madam may not we embrace as well as our 〈…〉 Jul. Yes Madam and perhaps with an affection as generous as theirs Om. Celestial sight Col. The Charm that rais'd this ' o tempest confusion Is now undone the horrid Spectre's vanisht All ends in friendship let it end in glory Love now is Crown'd let honour be so too Let 's place the Crown upon the head of him Who in a thousand fields hath purchas'd it Land With all my heart truly though I must tell you you 'r none of th'honestest to run away and pay me no rent aside Col. Great Duke it is decree'd you are our King And you our Queen to Jul. Om. Long live Ladislaus King of Poland and Duke of Curland Om. Long live Juliana Queen of Poland and Dutchess of Curland Lad. Jul. My Lords we thank you all for this great honour And shall endeavour still to make this Crown Rather the Kingdoms glory than our own Land Your humble servant no body questions it well now an 't please your Majesty Lad. Go I forgive thee Land Forgive me thank you heartily I come to dun him for money and he cries he forgives me right Courtier I'faith but if you forgive me I won't forgive you in the first place for cheating me of five thousand Crowns but that I 'le take no notice of aside Why Sir for my Rent and several other courtesies as procuring conniving angling for Trouts no courtesie in this age come come Sir a feeling a feeling and I 'le take no notice otherwise my tongue doth naturally hang so loose but nothing is better for it than a little Aurum Potabile Lad. This fellow is strangely impertinent Land Besides do I deserve nothing for my honesty for concealing you I knew you well enough Lad. I doubt Landlord if you had my head had not stuck fast upon my shoulders Land It may be Sir if I had been put to a great straight indeed I might have borrowed a little money upon your Nose or so Lad Rid me Theodore of this fellow and give him a hundred Dollars Land Thank your Mijesty Enter one of the Guard who whispers Colimsky Col. Sir the Grand Marshal and the other Lords desire to have admission to your Majesty t' implore your Grace and pardon to the King Lad. Bring them in Enter Guard with Ossolinsky Cassonofsky and Lubomiâ—sky as prisoners Osso Casso Heaven Crown your Majesty with a long and happy Reign Jul. Oh my good Lords what ha' you chang'd your tunes But you poor men sung but the Card'nals Notes My Lord forgive'um Thou malicious Count That wouldst have murder'd me in my Tent to day And mixt my blood with my great Fathers ashes Know slave some of my Guards shou'd strike thee dead But that thy very baseness saves thy head Who merits my revenge and hate must prove As brave and great as he who gains my love I pardon thee retire out of my sight And now go home repent thy crimes and see If heaven will be generous like me Lad. My Lords you have your pardons your Lives and Fortunes we shall not touch your Offices and Governments we must bestow on men of better maxims Count Colimsky the Batton of Grand Marshal we confer on you Their Governments and Palatinates we shall consider of Paul I 'le beg a command of the King for you good Count Alexey Alex. No Madam I 'le serve none but your Highness let me but live in your favour 't is all the glory I am ambitious of Casso Now will I go home and hang one half of my Slaves starve the other kick my wife out o'doors be drunk nine and fifty hours together breed a mutiny at home and a Rebellion in the Kingdom and at last loose my head for my pains and there 's an end of good Count Cassâ—nofsky Lad. Now let us all go visit my brave friend Enter a Gentleman Gentle Great Sir I now came from him his wound is search't and is found not so dangerous as first was fear'd at his return to sense he seem'd amaz'd as having lost all memory how he came wounded so nor was he concern'd but only enquir'd about the Queens health Lad. Brave friend Jul. The Count was ever generous Om. Lights for the King and Queen Lad. Thus do our Fortunes lead us blindly on And to be happy we are first undone And thus the mighty storms have all combin'd To cast thee on the shore which I design'd And now I 'm blest with happiness above My own ambition with a Crown and Love FINIS The EPILOGVE spoken by Paulina and Landlord Land NOw Gentlemen a word Paul How now you Lout What are you speaking Land Now th' ast put me out I know not what it was Paul Oh I can tell The Epilogue yet it becomes you well You Gentlemen and why I pray to them What do the Ladies merit no esteem Good Sirs I know not whether 't is your due But Poets still direct themselves to you turning to the Audience Don't the Foppes know in this and every age 'T is beauty rules the World much more the Stage When you ha' done your best the Seribling Clowns Lye at the mercy of the Ladies frowns And not a Critick of you all but knows No reparties are half so sharp as those Land Why prethee 't was the women wits I meant 'T is not the men I 'm sure that pay my Rent For they are grown so Hect'ring now adayes They kick my Customers and damn their Playes That I am ruin'd by your Critick Blades What d ee think I keep Fidlers Men and Maids For nothing and besides that dreadful charge I 'm building a new house that 's brave and large If you 'r so curious as y 'ave been before I must e'en lay the Key under the Door Paul Prethee ha' done Land No Sir I 've more to say Then if the Liquor I ha brâ—ach't to day Bâ— good commend it but if it be dull I'faith e'en daâ—m and ramm your belly full Paul Away rude Fool fair English Diett then Senate of Ladies lower House of Men I bumbly pray decree before you go If Marriage like mine be right or no At least resolve in pity of my pain To sit to morrow on the same again FINIS