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A new way to pay old debts a comoedie as it hath beene often acted at the Phænix in Drury-Lane, by the Queenes Maiesties seruants. The author. Philip Massinger.
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Massinger, Philip, 1583-1640.
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eares to the pillory see here 's that will make My interrest cleare Ha! Opens the box Lady A faire skinne of parchment Welb. Indented I confesse and labells too But neither wax nor words How thunder-strooke Not a syllable to insult with my wise Vncle Is this your precious euidence is this that makes Your interest cleare Ouer. I am o'rewhelm'd with wonder What prodigie is this what subtle diuell Hath raz'd out the inscription the wax Turn'd into dust the rest of my deedes whole As when they were deliuer'd and this onely Made nothing doe you deale with witches Raskall There is a statute for you which will bring Your necke in a hempen circle yes there is And now 't is better thought for Cheater know This iuggling shall not saue you Welb. To saue thee would begger the stocke of mercy Ouer. Marrall Mar. Sir Ouer. flattering him Though the witnesses are dead your testimony Helpe with an oath or two and for thy master Thy liberall master my good honest seruant I know you will sweare any thing to dash This cunning slight besides I know thou art A publike notarie and such stand in law For a dozen witnesses the deed being drawne too By thee my carefull Marrall and deliuer'd When thou wert present will make good my title Wilt thou not sweare this Mar. I no I assure you I haue a conscience not sear'd vp like yours I know no deeds Ouer. Wilt thou betray me Mar. Keepe him From vsing of his hands I 'le vse my tongue To his no little torment Ouer. Mine owne Varlet Rebell against me Mar. Yes and vncase you too The Ideot the Patch the Slaue the Boobie The propertie fit only to be beaten For your morning exercise your Footeball or Th' vnprofitable lumpe of flesh your Drudge Can now anatomize you and lay open All your blacke plotts and leuell with the earth Your hill of pride and with these gabions guarded Vnloade my great artillerie and shake Nay pulverize the walls you thinke defend you Lady How he foames at the mouth with rage Walb. To him againe Ouer. O that I had thee in my gripe I would teare thee Ioint after ioint Mar. I know you are a tearer But I 'le haue first your fangs par'd off and then Come nearer to you when I haue discouer'd And made it good before the Iudge what wayes And diuelish practises you vs'd to coozen With an armie of whole families who yet live And but enrol'd for souldiers were able To take in Dunkerke Welb. All will come out Lady The better Ouer. But that I will liue Rogue to torture thee And make thee wish and kneele in vaine to dye These swords that keepe thee from me should fix here Although they made my body but one wound But I would reach thee Lou. Heauens hand is in this One Ban-dogge worrie the other aside Ouer. I play the foole And make my anger but ridiculous There will be a time and place there will be cowards When you shall feele what I dare do Welb. I thinke so You dare do any ill yet want true valour To be honest and repent Ouer. They are words I know not Nor e're will learne Patience the beggers vertue Enter Greedie and person Will-doe Shall find no harbour here after these stormes At length a calme appeares Welcome most welcome There 's comfort in thy lookes is the deed done Is my daughter married say but so my Chaplaine And I am tame Will-doe Married yes I assure you Ouer. Then vanish all sad thoughts there 's more gold for thee My doubts and feares are in the titles drown'd Of my right honorable my right honorable daughter Greed. Here will I be feasting at least for a month I am prouided emptie gutts croke no more You shall be stuff'd like baggepipes not with wind But bearing dishes Ouer. Instantly be here Whispring to Will-doe To my wish to my wish now you that plot against me And hop'd to trippe my heeles vp that contemn'd me Loud musicke Thinke on 't and tremble they come I heare the musicke A lane there for my Lord Welb. This sodaine heate May yet be cool'd Sir Ouer. Make way there for my Lord Enter Alworth and Margaret Marg. Sir first your pardon then your blessing with Your full allowance of the choice I haue made As euer you could make vse of your reason kneeling Grow not in passion since you may as well Call backe the day that 's past as vntie the knot Which is too strongly fasten'd not to dwell Too long on words this 's my Husband Ouer. How Alw. So I assure you all the rites of marriage With euery circumstance are past alas Sir Although I am no Lord but a Lords page Your daughter and my lou'd wife mournes not for it And for Right honourable sonne in Law you may say Your dutifull daughter Ouer. Diuell are they married Will-doe Doe a fathers part and say heau'n giue 'em ioy Ouer. Confusion and ruine speake speake quickly Or thou art dead Will-doe They are married Ouer. Thou had'st better Haue made a contract with the King of fiends Than these my braine turnes Will-doe Why this rage to me Is not this your letter Sir and these the words Marry her to this Gentleman Ouer. It cannot Nor will I e're beleeue it's death I will not That I that in all passages I touch'd At worldly profit haue not left a print Where I haue trod for the most curious search To trace my footstepps should be gu'lld by children Baffull'd and fool'd and all my hopes and labours Defeated and made void Welb. As it appeares You are so my graue Vncle Ouer. Village Nurses Reuenge their wrongs with curses I 'le not wast A syllable but thus I take the life Which wretched I gaue to thee Offers to kill Margaret Lou. Hold for your owne sake Though charity to your daughter hath quite left you Will you do an act though in your hopes lost here Can leaue no hope for peace or rest hereafter Consider at the best you are but a man And cannot so create your aimes but that They may be cross'd Ouer. Lord thus I spit at thee And at thy counsaile and againe desire thee And as thou art a souldier if thy valour Dares shew it selfe where multitude and example Lead not the way le ts quit the house and change Six words in priuate Lou. I am ready Lad. Stay Sir Contest with one distracted Welb. You 'le grow like him Should you answer his vaine challenge Ouer. Are you pale Borrow his help though Hercules call it oddes I 'le stand against both as I am hem'd in thus Since like Libian-Lyon in the toyle My fury cannot reach the coward hunters And only spends it selfe I 'le quit the place Alone I can do nothing but I haue seruants And friends to second me and if I make not This house a heape of ashes by my wrongs What I haue spoke I will make good or lean'd One throat vncut if it