die Chi. When I beseech your Lordship Mem. To morrow see ye doe die Chi. A short warning Troth Sir I am ill prepar'd Mem. I die my selfe then Beside ther 's reason Chi. Oh! Mem. I pray thee tell me For thou art a great dreamer Chi. I can dreame Sir If I eate well and sleep well Mem. Was it never By dreame or apparition open'd to thee Chi. Hee s mad Mem. What the other world was or Elizium Didst never travell in thy sleepe Chi. To Tauernes When I was drunke ore night or to a wench Ther 's an Elizium for yee a young Ladie Wrapt round about ye like a snake is that it Or if that strange Elizium that you talke of Be where the Devill is I have dream't of him And that I have had him by the hornes and rid him He trotts the Dagger out 'o th sheath Mem. Elizium The blessed fields man Chi. I know no fields blessed but those I have gain'd by I have dreamp't I have bin in Heaven too Mem. There handle that place that 's Elizium Chi. Brave singing and brave dancing And rare things Mem. All full of flowers Chi. And Pot hearbes Mem. Bowers for lovers And everlasting ages of delight Chi. I slept not so far Mem. Meet me on those bancks Some two dayes hence Chi. In dreame Sir Mem. No in death Sir And there I muster all and pay the Souldier Away no more no more Chi. God keepe your Lordship This is fine dancing for us Enter Siphax Siphax Wher 's the Generall Chi. Ther 's the old signe of Memnon where the soule is You may goe looke as I have Si. What 's the matter Chi. Why question him and see he talkes of Devills Hells Heavens Princes powers and Potentates You must to 'th pot too Si. How Chi. Do you know Elizium a tale he talkes the wild goose chase of Si. Elizium I have red of such a place Chi. Then get he to him Ye are as fine company as can be fitted Exit Chilax Your worships fairelie mett Si. Mercy upon us What ailes this Gentleman Mem. Provision Si. How his head workes Mem. Betweene two ribbes If he cut short or mangle me I le take him And twirle his neck about Si. Now Gods defend us Mem. In a pure cup transparant with a writing To signifie Si. I never knew him thus Sure is bewitcht or poysond Mem, Whos 's there Si. I Sir Mem. Come hither Siphax Si. Yes how does your Lordship Mem. Well God a mercy Souldier very well But prithee tell me Si. Any thing I can Sir Mem. What durst thou doe to gaine the rarest beautie The VVorld has Si. That the world has 't is worth doing Mem. Is it so but what doing beares it Si. Why any thing all dangers it appeares to Mem. Name some of those things doe Si. I would undertake Sir A voyage round about the VVorld Mem. Short Siphax A merchant does it to spice potts of ale Si. I woo'd swim in armour Mem. Short still a poore Jade Loden will take a streame and stem it strongly To leap a Mare Si. The plague I durst Mem. Still shorter I le cure it with an Onyon Si. Surfetts Mem. Short still They are often Physicks for our healths and help us Si. I woo'd stand a breach Mem. Thine honour bids thee Souldier 'T is shame to find a second cause Si. I durst Sir Fight with the fellest Monster Mem. That 's the poorest Man was ordained their Master durst ye die Sir Si. How die my Lord Mem. Die Siphax take thy sword And come by that doore to her ther 's a prize To buy a lustie love at Si. I am well content Sir To proove no purchaser Mem. Away thou world worme Thou win a matchles beautie Si. 'T is to loos 't Sir For being dead wher 's the reward I reach at The love I labour for Mem. There it begins foole Thou art meerly cozend for the loves wee now know Are but the heats of half an houre and hated Desires stir'd up by nature to increase her Licking of one another to a lust Course and base appetites earths meere inheritours And heires of Idlenes and blood Pure Love That that the soule affects and cannot purchase VVhile she is loden with our flesh that love Sir VVhich is the price of honour dwells not here Your Ladies eyes are lamplesse to that vertue That beautie smiles not on a cheeke washt over Nor sents the sweets of Ambers below Siphax Below us in the other VVord Elizium VVher 's no more dying no despairing mourning VVhere all desires are full deserts downe loden There Siphax there where loves are ever living Si. VVhy doe we love in this VVorld then Mem. To preserve it The maker lost his worke els but marke Siphax VVhat issues that love beares Si. VVhy Children Sir I never heard him talke thus thus divinelie And sensible before Mem. It does so Siphax Things like our selves as sensuall vaine unvented Bubles and breath of ayres got with an itching As blisters are and bred as much corruption Flowes from their lives sorrow conceives and shapes 'em And oftentimes the deaths of those we love most The breeders bring them to the VVorld to curse 'em Crying they weepe amongst us like young Catts Cares and continuall crosses keeping with 'em They make time old to tend them and experience An asse they alter so they grow and goodlie Ere we can turne our thoughts like dropps of water They fall into the maine and knowne no more This is the love of this world I must tell thee For thou art understanding Si. What you please Sir Mem. And as a faithfull man Nay I dare trust thee I love the Princesse Si. There 't is that has fired him I knew he had some inspiration But does she know it Sir Mem. Yes marry does she I have given my heart unto her Si. If ye love her Mem. Nay understand me my heart taken from me Out of my body man and so brought to her How lik'st thou that braue offer ther 's the love I told thee of and after death the living She must in justice come boye ha Si. Your heart Sir Mem. I so by all meanes Siphax Si. He loves rost well That eates the spitt Mem. And since thou art come thus fitlie I le doe it presentlie and thou shall carrie it For thou canst tell a storie and discribe it And I coniure thee Siphax by thy gentrie Next by the glorious battells we have fought in By all the dangers wounds heats colds distresses Thy love next and obedience nay thy life Si. But one thing first Sir if she pleas'd to grant it Could ye not love her here and live consider Mem. Ha yes I thinke I could Si. 'T woul'd be far neerer Besides the sweets here would induce the last love And linck it in Mem. Thou sayest right but our ranckes heere And bloods are barrs between us she must stand off too As I perceive she does Si. Desert and dutie Makes even all
am buried quicke I heare a dog No 't is a cricket ha here 's a cuckold buried Take heed of his horns sir here 's the doore 't is open Clarinda at the doore Whos 's there Lisan. Friend Cla. Sir Lisander Lis. I Clarin. Ye are welcome follow me and make no noise Lis. Go to your horse and keep your watch with care sirah And be sure ye sleep not Ex. Lisan Clarin Lanc. Send me out the dairy-maid To play at trump with me and keep me waking My fellow horse and I now must discourse Like two learned Almanack-makers of the stars And tell what a plentifull year 't wil prove of drunkards If I had but a pottle of Sacke like a sharp prickle To knock my nose against when I am nodding I should sing like a Nightingall but I must Keepe watch without it I am apt to dance Good fortune guide me from the faires circles Exit Enter Clarinda with a Taper and Lisander with a Pistole two Chaires set out Clarin. Come neare Caliste sitting behind a Curtaine I 'le leave ye now draw but that Curtaine And have your wish now Leon I am for thee We that are servants must make use of stoln houres And be glad of snatch'd occasions Exit Lisand. Shee is asleepe Fierce love hath clos'd his lights I may looke on her Within her eyes has lock'd his graces up I may behold and live how sweet she breathes The orient morning breaking out in odors Is not so full of perfumes as her breath is She is the abstract of all excellence and scornes a paralell Cal. Who 's there Lis. Your servant your most obedient slave adored Lady That comes but to behold those eyes againe And pay some vowes I have to sacred beauty And so passe by I am blind as ignorance And know not where I wander how I live Till I receive from their bright influence Light to direct me for devotions sake You are the Saint I tread these holy steps to And holy Saints are all relenting sweetnesse Be not inrag'd nor be not angry with me The greatest attribute of heaven is mercy And 't is the crowne of justice and the glory Where it may kill with right to save with pitty Cal. Why do you kneele I know you come to mock me T' upbraid me with the benefits you have giv'n me Which are too many and too mighty sir For my returne and I confesse 't is justice That for my cruelty you should despise me And I expect however you are calme now A foyle you strive to set your cause upon It will breake out Caliste is unworthy Coy proud disdaine full I acknowledge all Colder of comfort than the frozen North is And more a stranger to Lisanders worth His youth and faith then it becomes her gratitude I blush to grant it yet take this along A soveraigne medicine to allay displeasure May be an argument to bring me off too She is married and she is chaste how sweet that sounds How it perfumes all ayre 't is spoken in O deare Lisander would you breake this union Lis. No I adore it let me kisse your hand And seale the faire faith of a Gentleman on it Cal. You are truly valiant would it not afflict you To have the horrid name of coward touch you Such is the whore to me Lis. I nobly thanke ye And may I be the same when I dishonour ye This I may do againe Kissing her hand Cal. Ye may and worthily Such comforts maids may grant with modesty And neither make her poore nor wrong her bounty Noble Lisander how fond now am I of ye I heard you were hurt Lis. You dare not heale me Lady I am hurt here how sweetly now she blushes Excellent objects kill our sight she blinds me The roses in the pride of May shew pale to her O tyrant custome and O coward honour How ye compell me to put on mine owne chaines May I not kisse ye now in superstition For you appeare a thing that I would kneele to Let me erre that way Kisses her Cal. Ye shall erre for once I have a kind of noble pity on you Among your manly sufferings make this most To erre no farther in desire for then sir Ye adde unto the gratitudes I owe you And after death your deare friends soule shall blesse you Lis. I am wondrous honest Cal. I dare try Kisses Lis. I have tasted a blessednesse too great for dull mortality Once more and let me dye Cal. I dare not murther How will maids curse me if I kill with kisses And young men flye th' embraces of faire virgins Come pray sit down but let 's talke temperately Lis. Is my deare friend a bed Cal. Yes and asleep Secure asleep 't is midnight too Lisander Speake not so loud Lis. You see I am a Statue I could not stand else as I had eaten Ice Or tooke into my bloud a drowzie poyson And natures noblest brightest flame burne in me Midnight and I stand quietly to behold so The alarme rung and I sleep like a coward I am worne away my faith and dull obedience Like crutches carry my decayed body Down to the grave I have no youth within me Yet happily you love too Cal. Love with honour Lis. Honour what 's that 't is but a specious title We should not prize too high Cal. Dearer than life Lis. The value of it is as time has made it And time and custome have too far insulted We are no Gods to be alwaies tyed to strictnesse 'T is a presumption to shew too like 'em March but an houre or two under loves ensignes We have examples of great memories Cal. But foule ones too that greatnesse cannot cover That wife that by example sins sins double And puls the curtaine open to her shame too Me thinkes to enjoy you thus Lis. 'T is no joy Lady A longing bride if she stop here would cry The Bridegroome too and with just cause curse Hymen But yeild a little be one houre a woman I do not speake this to compell you Lady And give your will but motion let it stirre But in the taste of that weake feares call evill Try it to understand it wee 'l do no thing You 'l never come to know pure good else Cal. Fie sir Lis. I have found a way let 's slip into this errour As Innocents that know not what we did As we were dreaming both let us embrace The sin is none of ours then but our fancies What have I said what blasphemie to honour O my base thoughts pray ye take this and shoot me My villaine thoughts Noise within Cal. I weep your miserie and would to heaven-what noise Lis. It comes on louder Kill me and save your selfe save your faire honour And lay the fault on me let my life perish My base lascivious life shoote quickely Lady Cal. Not for the world retire behind the hangings And there stand close my husband close Lisander Clean. Dearest are you well Enter Cleander with a
Bride away in spight of Hercules Casta. I am betraid Lav. Nay start not Ladie 't is for you that I come and for your beautie 't is for you Lavall honours this night to you the sacred shrine I humbly bow offring my vows and prayers to you I live Gab. In with the powder quickly so that and the wine will rock ye Lav. Here to the health of the most beauteous and divine fair Casta the star of sweetnesse Gab. Fear him not I 'll die first And who shall pledge ye Lav. Thou shalt thou tann'd Gipsey and worship to that brightnesse give cold Tartar By ye shall not stir ye are my Mistris the glory of my love the great adventure the Mistris of my heart and shee my whore Gab. Thou ly'st base beastly Lord drunker then anger thou sowsed Lord got by a surfeit thou lyest basely Nay stir not I dare tell thee so Sit you still If I be whore it is in marrying thee that art so absolute and full a villain no Sacrament can save that piece tied to thee How often hast thou woo'd in those flatteries almost those very words my constancie what goddesse have I not been or what goodnesse what star that is of any name in heaven or brightnesse which of all the vertues but drunkennesse and drabbing thy two morals have not I reach'd to what Spring was ever sweeter what Scythian snow so white what crystal chaster Is not thy new wife now the same too Hang thee base Bigamist thou honour of ill women Casta. How 's this O heaven defend me Gab. Thou salt-itch for whom no cure but ever burning brimstone can be imagin'd Lav. Ha ha ha Gab. Dost thou laugh thou breaker of all law all religion of all faith thou foul contemner Lav. Peace thou paltry woman and sit by me Sweet Gab. By the Divell Lav. Come and lull me with delights Gab. It works amain now Lav. Give me such kisses as the Queen of shadows gave to the sleeping boy she stole on Patmus lock round about in snakie wreathes close folded those rosie arms about my neck O Venus Gab. Fear not I say Lav. Thou admirable sweetnesse distill thy blessings like those silver drops that falling on fair grounds rise all in roses Shoot me a thousand darts from those fair eyes and through my heart transfix 'em all I 'll stand 'em Send me a thousand smiles and presently I 'll catch 'em in mine eyes and by Love's power turn 'em to Cupids all and fling 'em on thee How high she looks and heavenly More wine for me Ga. Give him more wine and good friend be not fearful Lav. Here on my knee thou goddesse of delights this lustie grape I offer to thy Beauties see how it leaps to view that perfect rednesse that dwels upon thy lips now how it blushes to be outblush'd Oh let me feed my fancie and as I hold the purple god in one hand dancing about the brim and proudly swelling deck'd in the pride of nature young and blowing so let me take fair Semele in the other and sing the loves of gods then drink their Nectar 's not yet desir'd Casta. Oh Lav. Then like lustie Tarquin turn'd into flames with Lucrece coy denyals his blood and spirit equally ambitious I force thee for mine own Casta. O help me Justice help me my Chastitie Lav. Now I am bravely quarried Perolot above Per. 'T is my Sister Gab. No bawdy slave no Treacher she is not carried Per. She 's loose again and gone I 'll keep my place still Mar. Now it works bravely stand he cannot hurt ye Lav. O my sweet Love my life Hee falls downe and sleeps Mar. He sinks Lav. My blessing Mar. So now he is safe a while Gab. Lock all the doors wench then for my wrongs Per. Now I 'll appear to know all Gab. Be quick quick good Marie sure and sudden Per. Stay I must in first Gab. O' my conscience it is young Perolot O my stung conscience it is my first and noblest Love Mar. Leave wondring and recollect your self the man is living equally wrong'd as you and by that divell Per. 'T is most true Ladie your unhappie fortune I grieve for as mine own your fault forgive too if it be one This is no time for kisses I have heard all and known all which mine eares are crack'd apieces with and my heart perish'd I saw him in your chamber saw his fury and am afire till I have found his heart out What do you mean to doe for I 'll make one Gab. To make his death more horrid for he shall die Per. He must he must Gab. wee 'll watch him till he wakes then bind him and then torture him Per. 'T is nothing No take him dead drunk now without repentance his leacherie inseam'd upon him Gab. Excellent Per. I 'll do it my self and when 't is done provide ye for wee 'll away for Italie this night Gab. Wee 'll follow thorow all hazzards Per. O false Lord unmanly mischievous how I could curse thee But that but blasts thy fame have at thy heart fool loop-holes I 'll make enough to let thy life out Lav. Oh does the divell ride me Per. Nay then Lav. Murder Nay then take my share too Per. Help Oh he has slain me Bloody intentions must have blood Lav. Hah Per. Heaven Gab. He sinks he sinks for ever sinks O fortune O sorrow how like seas thou flowest upon me Here will I dwell for ever Weep Maria weep this young mans misfortune O thou truest Enter Spirit Lav. What have I done Spir. That that has mark'd thy soul man Lav. And art thou come again thou dismall spirit Spir. Yes to devour thy last Lav. Mercie upon me Spir. Thy hour is come Succession honour pleasure and all the lustre thou so long hast look'd for must here have end Summon thy sins before thee Lav. O my affrighted soul Spir. There lies a black one thy owne best servant by thy own hand slain thy drunkennesse procur'd it There 's another think of fair Gabriella there she weeps and such tears are not lost Lav. O miserable Spir. Thy foul intention to the vertuous Casta Lav. No more no more thou wild-fire Spir. Last thy last wife think on the wrong she suffers Lav. O my miserie oh whither shall I flie Spir. Thou hast no faith fool Heark to thy knell Sings and vanishes Lav. Millions of sins muster about mine eyes now murders ambitions lust false faiths O horror in what a stormie form of death thou rid'st now Me thinks I see all tortures fires and frosts deep sinking caves where nothing but despair dwels the balefull birds of night hovering about 'em a grave me thinks now opens and a herse hung with my Arms tumbles into it oh oh my afflicted soule I cannot pray and the least childe that has but gooddesse in him may strike my head off so stupid are my powers I 'll lift mine eyes up though Mar. Cease these laments they are too poor
me Such I am now but what I was it skills not For they being dead in whom I only live I dare not challenge family or country And therefore Sir enquire not let it suffice I am your servant and a thankfull servant If you will call that so which is but duty I ever will be and my honour safe Which nobly hitherto ye have preserv'd No slavery can appear in such a forme Which with a masculine constancy I will not Boldly looke on and suffer Leop. You mistake me That you are made my prisoner may prove The birth of your good fortune I doe finde A winning language in your tongue and looks Nor can a suite by you mov'd be deni'd And therefore of a prisoner you must be The Victors advocate Zen. To whom Leop. A Lady In whom all graces that can perfect beauty Are friendly met I grant that you are faire And had I not seen her before perhaps I might have sought to you Zen. This I heare gladly Leop. To this incomparable Lady I will give you Yet being mine you are already hers And to serve her is more then to be free At least I think so and when you live With her If you will please to think on him that brought you To such a happinesse for so her bountie Will make you think her seruice you shall euer Make me at your devotion Zen. All I can doe Rest you assur'd of Leop. At night I 'le present you Till when I am your guard Zen. Ever your servant Exeunt Enter Arnoldo and Rutillio Arn. To what are we reserv'd Rut. Troth t is uncertaine Drowning we have scap'd miraculously and Stand faire for ought I know for hanging money We have none nor ere are like to have 't is To be doubted besides we are strangers Wondrous hungry strangers and charity Growing cold and miracles ceasing Without a Conjurers help cannot finde When we shall eate agen Arn. These are no wants If put in ballance with Zenocias losse In that alone all miseries are spoken O my Rutillio when I think on her And that which she may suffer being a captive Then I could curse my selfe almost those powers That send me from the fury of the Ocean Rut. You have lost a wife indeed a faire and chast one Two blessings not found often in one woman But she may be recovered questionlesse The ship that took us was of Portugall And he in Lisbon by some meanes or other We may heare of her Arn. In that hope I live Rut. And so do I but hope is a poor sallad To dine and sup with after a two dayes fast too Have you no money left Arn. Not a Denier Rut. Nor any thing to pawn 't is now in fashion Having a Mistris sure you should not be Without a neate historicall shirt Arn. For shame Talke not so poorly I must talke of that Necessity prompts us to for beg I cannot Nor am I made to creep in at a window To filch to feed me something must be done And suddenly resolve on 't Enter Zabulon and a servant Arn. What are these Rut. One by his habite is a Jew Zab. No more Thou art sure that 's he Ser. Most certaine Zab. How long is it Since first she saw him Ser. Some two hours Exit Ser. Zab. Be gone let me alone to work him Rut. How he eyes you Now he moves towards us in the Devills name What would he with us Arn. Innocence is bold Nor can I feare Zab. That you are poore and strangers I easily perceive Rut. But that you 'le help us Or any of your tribe we dare not hope Sir Zab. Why think you so Rut. Because you are a Jew Sir And courtesies come sooner from the Devill Then any of your Nation Zab. We are men And have like you compassion when we finde Fit subjects for our bounty and for proofe That we dare give and freely not to you Sir Pray spare your paines there 's gold stand not amaz'd 'T is current I assure you Rut. Take it man Sure thy good Angel is a Jew and comes Tapers ready In his own shape to help thee I could wish now Mine would appeare so like a Turke Arn. I thank you But yet must tell you if this be the prologue To any bad act you would have me practice I must not take it Zab. This is but the earnest Of that which is to follow and the bond Which you must seale to for 't is your advancement Fortune with all that 's in her power to give Offers her selfe up to you entertaine her And that which Princes have kneel'd for in vaine Presents it selfe to you Arn. 'T is above wonder Rut. But far beneath the truth in my relation Of what you shall possesse if you embrace it There is an hour in each mans life appointed To make his happinesse if then he seize it And this in which beyond all expectation You are invited to your good is yours If you dare follow me so if not hereafter Expect not the like offer Exit Arn. 'T is no vision Rut. 'T is gold I 'm sure We must like brothers share There 's for you by this light I 'me glad I have it There are few gallants for men may be such And yet want gold yea and sometimes silver But would receive such favours from the Divel Though he appeared like a broker and demanded Sixty i th' hundred Arn. Wherefore should I feare Some plot upon my life 't is now to me Not worth the keeping I will follow him Farewell wish me good fortune we shall meete Againe I doubt not Rut. Or I 'le ne're trust Jew more Exit Arnoldo Nor Christian for his sake plague o' my stars How long might I have walkt without a cloake Before I should have met with such a fortune We elder Brothers though we are proper men Ha not the luck Ha' too much beard that spoiles us The smooth chin carries all what 's here to do now Manet Rutillio Enter Duart Alonso and a Page Dua. I 'le take you as I finde you Alon. That were base you see I am unarm'd Dua. Out with your bodkin Your pocket dagger your steletto out with it Or by this hand I 'le kill you such as you are Have studied the undoing of poore Cutlers And made all manly weapons out of fashion You carry Poniards to murder men Yet dare not wear a sword to guard your Honour Rut. that 's true indeed upon my life this gallant Is brib'd to repeale banisht swords Dua. I 'le shew you The difference now between a Spanish rapier And your pure pisa Alon. Let me fetch a sword Upon mine honour I 'le returne Dua. Not so Sir Alon. Or lend me yours I pray you and take this Rut. To be disgrac'd as you are no I thank you Spight of the fashion while I live I am Lights ready Instructed to goe arm'd what folly 't is For you that are a man to put your selfe Into your enemies mercie Dua.
leggs else presently Sulp. Goe in and bid him please himselfe I am pleas'd too To morrow 's a new day but if he can I would have him take pity ô the old Lady Alas 't is charity Jaq. I 'le tell him all this And if he be not too fool-hardy Enter Zabulon Sulp. How now What newes with you Zab. You must presently Shew all the art you have and for my Lady Sulp. She may command Zab. You must not dream nor trifle Sulp. Which way Zab. A spell you must prepare a powerfull one Peruse but these directions you shall find all There is the picture too be quicke and Faithfull And do it with that strength When 't is perform'd Pitch your reward at what you please you have it Sulp. I le do my best and suddainly but hark ye Will you never lye at home againe Zab. Excuse me I have too much businesse yet Sulp. I am right glad on 't Zab. Think on your businesse so farewell Sulp. I 'le do it Zab. Within this houre I 'le visit you againe And give you greater lights Sulp. I shall observe ye This brings a brave reward bravely I 'le do it And all the hidden art I have express in 't Ex. at both dores Enter Rutillio with a night-cap Rut. Now do I look as if I were Crow-trodden Fy how my hams shrinke under me ô me I am broken-winded too Is this a life Is this the recreation I have aimd at I had a body once a handsome body And wholsome too Now I appeare like a rascall That had been hung a yeare or two in gibbets Fye how I faint Women keep me from women Place me before a Cannon 't is a pleasure Stretch me upon a rac it a recreation But women women ô the Divell women Curtius gulfe was never halfe so dangerous Is there no way to finde the trap-dore againe And fall into the Cellar and be taken No lucky fortune to direct me that way No galleys to be got nor yet no gallows For I feare nothing now no earthly thing But these unsatisfied Men-leeches women How divellishly my bones ake ô the old Lady I have a kind of waiting-woman lyes crosse my back too O how she stings no treason to deliver me Now what are you do you mock me Enter 3. with night-caps very faintly 1. No Sir no We were your Predecessors in this place 2. And come to see you beare up Rut. Good Gentlemen You seem to have a snuffing in your head Sir A parlous snuffing but this same dampish aire 2. A dampish aire indeed Rut. Blow your face tenderly Your nose will ne're endure it mercy ô me What are men change'd to here is my nose fast yet Mee thinks it shakes it 'h hilts pray tell me Gentlemen How long is 't since you flourisht here 3. Not long since Rut. Move your selfe easily I see you are tender Nor long endured 2. The labour was so much Sir And so few to perform it Rut. Must I come to this And draw my legs after me like a lame dog I cannot run away I am too feeble Will you sue for this place againe Gentlemen 1. No truly sir the place has been too warm for our complexions 2. We have enough on 't rest you merry sir We came but to congratulate your fortune You have abundance 3. Beare your fortune soberly And so we leave you to the next faire Lady Exit the 3. Rut. Stay but a little and I 'le meet you Gentlemen At the next Hospitall ther 's no living thus Nor am I able to endure it longer With all the helps and heates that can be given me I am at my trot already they are faire and young Most of the women that repaire unto me But they stick on like burs shake me like feathers Enter Sulpitia More women yet Would I were honestly married To any thing that had but halfe a face And not a groate to keep her nor a smocke That I might be civilly merry when I pleased Rather then labouring in these fulling mills Sulp. By this the spell begins to worke you are lusty I see you beare up bravely yet Rut. Doe you heare Lady Do not make a game-beare of me to play me hourly And fling on all your whelps it will not hold Play me with some discretion to day one course And two dayes hence another Sulp. If you be so angry Pay backe the money I redeem'd you at And take your course I can have men enough You have lost me an hundred crowns since you came hither In broths and strengthning caudles till you do pay me If you will eate and live you shall endeavour I 'le chain you to 't else Rut. Make me a dog-ken 〈…〉 I 'le keep your house and bark 〈◊〉 feed on bare bones And be whipt out a dores Doe you mark me Lady whipt I 'le eate old shoes Enter Duart Dua. In this house I am told There is a stranger of a goodly person And such a one there was if I could see him I yet remember him Sulp. Your businesse Sir If it be for a woman ye are cozend I keepe none here Exit Dua. Certain this is the Gentleman The very same Rut. Death if I had but money Or any friend to bring me from this bondage I would thrash set up a Coblers shop keepe hogs And feede with 'em sell tinder boxes And Knights of Ginger-bread thatch for three Halfe pence a day and thinke it Lordly From this base stallion trade Why does he cy me Eye me so narrowly Dua. It seemes you are troubled Sir I heard you speak of want Rut. 'T is better hearing Far then releiving Sir Dua. I do not think so you know me not Rut. Not yet that I remember Dua. You shall and for your friend I am beholding to yee Greatly beholding Sir If you remember You fought with such a man they cal'd Duart A proud distemper'd man he was my enemie My mortall foe you slew him fairly nobly Rut. Speake softly Sir you do not meane to betray me I wisht the Gallows now th' are comming fairely Dua. Be confident for as I live I love you And now you shall perceive it for that service Me and my purse command there take it to ye 'T is gold and no small sum a thousand duckets Supply your want Rut. But do you do this faithfully Dua. If I mean ill spit in my face and kicke me In what else I may serve you Sir Rut. I thanke you This is as strange to me as Knights adventure I have a project 't is an honest one And now I 'le tempt my fortune Dua. Trust me with it Rut. You are so good and honest I must trust ye 'T is but to carry a letter to a Lady That sav'd my life once Dua. That will be most thankfull I will do 't with all care Rut. Where are you white-broth Now lusty blood Come in and tell your money 'T is ready here no threats nor no orations Nor prayers now Sulp. You do
departed 't is as easy As I to live without you I am your husband And long have been so though our adverse fortune Banding us from one hazard to another Would never grant me so much happinesse As to pay a husbands debt despite of fortune In death I 'le follow you and guarde mine owne And there enjoy what heere my fate forbids me Clod. So true a sorrow and so feelingly Exprest I never read of Man I am strooke With wonder to behold it as with pitty Char. If you that are a stranger suffer for them Being tied no further then humanity Leades you to soft compassion thinke great Sir What of necessity I must endure That am a Father Hypolita Zabulon and Sulpitia at the dore Zab. Waite me there I hold it Unfit to have you seene as I finde cause You shall proceed Man You are welcome Lady Hypo. Sir I come to do a charitable office How does the patient Clod. You may enquire Of more then one for two are sick and deadly He languishes in her her healths despaird of And in hers his Hypo. 'T is a strange spectacle With what a patience they sit unmov'd Are they not dead already Doct. By her pulse She cannot last a day Arn. Oh by that summons I know my time too Hypo. Looke to the man Clod. Apply Your Art to save the Lady preserve her A towne is your reward Hypo. I 'le treble it In ready gold if you restore Arnoldo For in his death I dye too Clod. without her I am no more Arn. Are you there Madam now You may feast on my miseries my coldnesse In answering your affections or hardnesse Give it what name you please you are reveng'd of For now you may perceive our thred of life Was spun together and the poore Arnoldo Made only to enjoy the best Zenocia And not to serve the use of any other And in that she may equall my Lord Clodio Had long since else enjoyed her nor could I Have been so blinde as not to see your great And many excellencies farr farr beyond Or my deservings or my hopes we are now Going our latest journey and together Our onely comfort we desire pray give it Your charitie to our ashes such wee must be And not to curse our memoryes Hypo. I am much mov'd Clod. I am wholly overcome all love to women Farewell for ever ere you dye your pardon And yours Sir had she many yeares to live Perhaps I might looke on her as a Brother But as a lover never and since all Your sad misfortunes had originall From the barbarous custome practiz'd in my Countrey Heaven witnesse for your sake I here release it So to your memory chast Wives and Virgins Shall ever pay their vowes I give her to you And wish she were so now as when my lust Forc'd you to quite the Countrey Hypo. It is in vaine To strive with destiny here my dotage ends Looke up Zenocia health in me speakes to you She giues him to you that by divers wayes So long has kept him from you and repent not That you were once my servant for which health In recompence of what I made you suffer The hundred thousand Crownes the Citie owes me Shall be your dower Man 'T is a magnificent guift Had it beene timely given Hypo. It is beleeve it Sulpitia Enter a Servant and Sulpitia Sulp. Madam Hyp. Quicke undoe the charme Aske not a reason why let it suffice It is my will Sulp. Which I obey and gladly Exit Man Is to be married sayest thou Ser. So she sayes sir And does desire your presence They are borne off in chaires Man And tell her I 'le come Hyp. Pray carry them to their rest for though already They do appeare as dead let my life pay for 't If they recover not Man What you have warranted Assure your selfe will be expected from you Looke to them carefully and till the tryall Hypo. Which shall not be above foure howers Man Let me Intreate your companies there is something Of waight invites me hence All wee ll waite upon you Exeunt Enter Guiomar and Servants Guio. You understand what my directions are And what they guide you to the faithfull promise You have made me all All We do and will performe it Guio. The Governour will not faile to be here presently Retire a while till you shall finde occasion And bring me word when they arrive All Wee shall Madam Guio. Onely stay you to entertaine 1. Ser I am ready Guio. I wonder at the bold and practis'd malice Men ever haue a foote against our honours That nothing we can do never so verteous No shape put on so pious no not thinke What a good is be that good ne're so noble Never so Laden with admir'd example But still we end in lust our aimes our actions Nay even our charities with lust are branded Why should this stranger else this wretched stranger Whose life I sav'd at what deare price stick here yet Why should he hope he was not here an hower And certainly in that time I may sweare it I gave him no loose looke I had no reason Unlesse my teares were flames my curses courtships The killing of my Sonne a kindnesse to me Why should he send to me or with what safety Examining the ruine he had wrought me Though at that time my pious pitty found him And my word fixt I am troubled strongly troubled Enter a Servant Ser. The Gentlemen are come Guio. Then bid 'em welcome I must retire Exit Enter Rutillio and Duarte You are welcome home Gentlemen Rut. I thank you freind I would speak with your Lady Ser. I 'le let her understand Exit Rut. It shall befit you How do I looke Sir in this handsome trim Exit Servant Me thinks I am woundrous brave Duar. You are very decent Rut. These by themselves without more helps of nature Would set a woman hard I know 'em all And where their first aimes light I 'le lay my head on 't I 'le take her eye as soone as she lookes on me And if I come to speake once woe be to her I have her in a nooze she cannot scape me I have their severall lasts Dua. You are throughly studied But tel me Sir being unacquainted with her As you confesse you are Rut. That 's not an howers worke I 'le make a nun forget her beades in two houres Dua. She being set in yeares next none of those lusters Appearing in her eye that warme the fancy Nor nothing in her face but handsome ruines Rut. I love old storyes those live beleev'd Authentique When 20. of your moderne faces are cald in For new opinion paintings and corruptions Give me an old confirm'd face besides she sav'd me She sav'd my life have I not cause to love her Shee 's rich and of a constant state a faire one Have I not cause to wooe her I have tryed sufficient All your young Phillies I thinke this back has tryed 'em And smarted
they be hardly lost Gen. Come these are tricks I smell 'em I will goe Ser. Have I not still profest my selfe your friend Gen. Yes but you never shewd it to me yet Ser. But now I will because I see you wise And give ye thus much light into a businesse That came to me but now be resolute Stand stifly to it that you will depart And presently Gen. Why so I meane to doe Ser. And by this light you may be what you will Will you be secret Sir Gen. Why what 's the matter Ser. The King does feare you Gent. How Ser. And is now in Counsell Gent. About me Ser. About you and you be wise You 'l finde hee 's in Counsell about you His Councellours have told him all the truth Gent. What truth Ser. Why that which now he knows too well Gent. What is 't Ser. That you have followed him seven years With a great traine and though he have not grac't you Yet you have div'd into the hearts of thousands With liberality and noble carriage And if you should depart home unprefer'd All discontented and seditious spirits Would flocke to you and thrust you into action With whose help your Tenants who doth not know If you were so dispos'd How great a part of this yet fertile peaceful realm of Fran You might make desolate but when the King Heard this Gent. what said he Ser. Nothing but shook As never Christian Prince did shake before And to be short you may be what you will But be not ambitious Sir sit downe With moderate honours least you make your selfe More feard Gent. I know Sir what I have to doe In mine own businesse Enter Longavile Long. Where 's Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Why there he stands will you ought with him Long. Yes Good day Monsieur Marine Gent. Good day to you Long. His Majesty doth commend himselfe Most kindly to you Sir and hath by me Sent you this favour kneele downe rise a Knight Gent. I thank his Majesty Long. And he doth further request you Not to leave the Court so soone For though your former merits have been slighted After this time there shall no Office fall Worthy your spirit as he doth confesse There 's none so great but you shall surely have it Ser. Do you heare if you yield yet you are an asse Gent. I 'le shew my service to his Majesty In greater things then these but for this small one I must intreat his Highnesse to excuse me Long. I 'le beare your Knightly words unto the King And bring his Princely answer backe againe Exit Long Ser. VVell said be resolute a while I know There is a tide of honours comming on I warrant you Enter Bewford Bew. VVhere is this new made Knight Gent. Here Sir Bew. Let me enfold you in my arms Then call you Lord the King will have it so Who doth entreat your Lordship to remember His message sent to you by Longavile Ser. If ye be durty and dare not mount aloft You may yield now I know what I would do Gent. Peace I will fit him tell his Majesty I am a Subject and I do confesse I serve a gracious Prince that thus hath heapt Honours on me without desert but yet As for the message businesse urgeth me I must be gone and he must pardon me Were he ten thousand Kings and Emperours Bew. I 'le tell him so Ser. Why this was like your selfe Bew. As he hath wrought him 't is the finest fellow That ere was Christmas Lord he carries it So truly to the life as though he were One of the plot to gull himselfe Exit Bewf Ser. Why so you sent the wisest and the shrewdest Unto the King I swear my honoured friend That ever any Subject sent his Liege Gent. Nay now I know I have him on the hip I 'le follow it Enter Longavile Long. My honourable Lord Give me your noble hand right courteous Peer And from henceforth be a courtly Earl The King so wills and Subjects must obey Only he doth desire you to consider Of his request Ser. Why faith your well my Lord yield to him Gent. Yield why 't was my plot Ser. Nay 't was your wives plot Gent. To get preferment by it And thinks he now to pop me i th mouth But with an Earldome I le be one step higher Ser. 'T is the finest Lord I am afraid anon He will stand upon 't to share the Kingdome with him Enter Bewford Bew. Wher 's this Courtly Earle His Majesty commends his love unto you And will you but now grant to his request He bids you be a Duke and chuse of whence Ser. Why if you yield not now you are undone What can you wish to have more but the Kingdome Gent. So please his Majesty I would be Du of Burgundy Because I like the place Bew. I Know the King is pleas'd Gen. Then will I stay and kisse his Highnesse hand Bew. His Majesty wil be a glad man when he hears it Lon. But how shall we keep this from the worlds eare That some one tell him not he is no Duke Ser. Wee 'l think of that anon Why Gentlemen is this a gracious habit for a Duke Each gentle body set a finger to To pluck the clouds of this his riding weeds From off the orient sunne of his best cloths I 'le pluck one boot and spur off Long. I another Bew. I le pluck his Jerkin off Ser. Sit down my Lord Both his spurs off at once good Longavile And Bewford take that scarfe off and that hat Doth not become his largely sprouting fore-head Now set your gracious foot to this of mine One pluck will do it so off with the other Lon. Loe thus your servant Longavile doth pluck The trophy of your former gentry off Off with his Jerkin Bewford Ser. Didst thou never see A nimble footed Taylor stand so in his stockings Whilst some friend help to pluck his Jerkin off To dance a Jigg Enter Jaques Lon. Here 's his man Jaques come Booted and ready still Ja. My Mistris stayes Why how now Sir what do your Worship mean To plucke your grave and thrifty habit off Gent. My slippers Jaques Lon. O thou mighty Duke Pardon this man That thus hath trespassed in ignorance Gent. I pardon him Lon. His Graces slippers Jaques Ia. Why what 's the matter Lon. Foot-man hee 's a Duke The King hath rais'd him above all his land Ja. I 'le to his Couzen presently and tell him so O what a dung-hill countrey rogue was I Exit Iaques Enter Wife Ser. See see my Mistrisse Lon. Let 's observe their greeting Wife Unto your will as every good wife ought I have turnd all my thoughts and now am ready Gent. O Wife I am not worthy to kisse the least Of all thy toes much lesse thy thumb Which yet I would be bold with all thy counsell Hath been to me Angelicall but mine to thee Hath been most durty like my mind Deare Duchesse
He has rais'd a young man They say a slight young man I know him not For what desert The. Beleeve it a brave Gentleman Worth the Dukes respect a cleere sweet Gentleman And of a noble soule Come let 's retire us And wait upon my father who within this houre You will finde an alter'd man Put. I am sorry for 't sir Exeunt Scaene 2. Enter Olimpia and two Gentlewomen Olim. Is 't not a handsome wench 2. Wom. She is well enough Madam I have seen a better face and a straiter body And yet she is a pretty Gentle-woman Olim. What thinkst thou Petesca Petes. Alas Madam I have no skill she has a black eye Which is of the least too and the dullest water And when her mouth was made for certaine Madam Nature intended her a right good stomach Olim. She has a good hand 2 Wom. 'T is good enough to hold fast And strong enough to strangle the neck of a Lute Olim. What thinke ye of her colour Petes. If it be her owne 'T is good black bloud right weather-proofe I warrant it 2 Wom. What a strange pace she has got Olim. That 's but her breeding Petes. And what a manly body me thinks she looks As though she would pitch the Barre or goe to Buffets 2 Wom. Yet her behaviour 's utterly against it For me thinks she is too bashfull Olim. Is that hurtfull 2 Wo. Even equall to too bold either of 'em Madam May doe her injurie when time shall serve her Ol. You discourse learnedly cal in the wench Ex. Gent. What envious fooles are you Is the rule generall That women can speak handsomely of none But those they are bred withall Petes. Scarce well of those Madam If they believe they may out-shine 'em any way Our natures are like oyle compound us with any thing Yet stil we strive to swim o' th' top Suppose there were here now Now in this court of Mosco a stranger Princesse Of bloud and beauty equall to your excellence As many eyes and services stuck on her What would you think Olim. I would thinke she might deserve it Petes. Your grace shall give me leave not to believe ye I know you are a woman and so humourd I le tell yee Madam I could then get more gownes on ye More caps feathers more scarfs more silk stockings With rocking you a sleep with nightly railings Upon that woman then if I had nine lives I could weare out by this hand ye 'would scratch her eyes out Olim. Thou art deceiv'd foole Enter Gentlewom and Alinda Now let your own eyes mock ye Come hither girle hang me she be not a handsom one Petes. I feare it will prove indeed so Olim. Did you ever serve yet In any place of worth Alin. No Royall Lady Petes. Hold up your head fie Olim. Let her alone stand from her Alin. It shall be now Of all the blessings my poore youth has pray'd for The greatest and the happiest to serve you And might my promise carrie but that credit To be believ'd because I am yet a stranger Excellent Lady when I fall form dutie From all the service that my life can lend me May ever-lasting miserie then finde me Olim. What think ye now I doe believe and thank ye And sure I shall not be so farre forgetfull To see that honest faith die unrewarded What must I call your name Alin. Alinda Madam Olim. Can yee sing Al. A little when my griefe will give me leave Lady Olm. VVhat griefe canst thou have wench Thou art not in love Al. If I be Madam 't is onely with your goodnesse For yet I never saw that man I sighed for Olim. Of what yeares are you Al. My mother oft has told me That very day and houre this land was blest With your most happy birth I first saluted This worlds faire light Nature was then so busie And all the Graces to adorne your goodnesse I stole into the world poore and neglected Olim. Something there was when I first look'd upon thee Made me both like and love thee now I know it And you shall find that knowledge shall not hurt you I hope ye are a Maid Al. I hope so too Madam I am sure for any man and were I otherwise Of all the services my hopes could point at I durst not touch at yours Flourish Enter Duke Burris and Gent. Pet. The great Duke Madam Duk. Good morow sister Olim. A good day to your highnesse Duk. I am come to pray you use no more perswasions For this old stubborne man nay to command ye His saile is swell'd too full he is grown too insolent Too self-affected proud those poore slight services He has done my father and my self has blowne him To such a pitch he flyes to stoop our favours Olim. I am sorry sir I ever thought those services Both great and noble Bur. However may it please yee But to consider 'em a true hearts servants Done out of faith to you and not selfe-fame But to consider royall sir the dangers When you have slept secure the mid-night tempests That as he marcht sung through his aged locks When you have sed at full the wants and famines The fires of heaven when you have found all temperate Death with his thousand doores Duk. I have consider'd No more and that I will have shall be Olim. For the best I hope all still Duk. What handsome wench is that there Olim. My servant sir Du. Prethee observe her Burris Is she not wondrous handsome speak thy freedome Bur. Shee appeares no lesse to me sir Duk. Of whence is she Ol. Her father I am told is a good gentleman But farre off dwelling her desire to serve me Brought her to th' Court here her friends have left her Du. She may find better friends Ye are welcome faire one I have not seen a sweeter By your Ladies leave Nay stand up sweet we 'll have no superstition You have got a servant you may use him kindly And he may honour ye Exit Duke and Burris Good morrow sister Ol. Good morrow to your Grace How the wench blushes How like an Angel now she looks 1 VVom. At first jumpe Jumpe into the Dukes armes we must look to you Indeed we must the next jump we are journeymen Pet. I see the ruine of our hopes already Would she were at home again milking her fathers cows 1 Wo. I feare shee 'll milke all the great Courtiers first Olim. This has not made yee proud Al. No certaine Madam Ol. It was the Duke that kist yee Al. 'T was your brother And therefore nothing can be meant but honour Ol. But say he love ye Al. That he may with safety A Princes love extends to all his subjects Ol. But say in more particular Al. Pray feare not For vertues sake deliver me from doubts Lady 'T is the name of King nor all his promises His glories and his greatnsse stuck about me Can make me prove a Traitor to your service
Theod. My heart wil break else Royal sir I know not What you esteem mens lives whose hourely labours And losse of bloud consumptions in your service Whose bodies are accquainted with more miseries And all to keep you safe then Dogs or slaves are His sword the least share gain'd Du. You will not fight with me Theod. No Sir I dare not You are my Prince but I dare speake to yee And dare speak truth which none of their ambitions That be informers to you dare once thinke of Yet truth will now but anger yee I am sorry for 't And so I take my leave Du. Ev'n when you please Sir Ar. Sirrah see me no more Du. And so may you too You have a house i th' Countrey keep you there Sir And when you have rull'd your self teach your son manners For this time I forgive him Ar. Heaven forgive all And to your Grace a happie and long rule here And you Lord Generall may your fights be prosperous In all your course may Fame and Fortune Court you Fight for your Countrey and your Princes safetie Boldly and bravely face your enemie And when you strike strike with that killing vertue As if a generall plague had seiz'd before ye Danger and doubt and labour cast behinde yee And then come home an old and noble storie Bur. A little comfort sir Du. As little as may be Farewell you know your limit Exit Duke c. Bur. Alas brave gentleman Ar. I doe and will observe it suddenly My grave I that 's my limit 't is no new thing Nor that can make me start or tremble at it To buckle with that old grim souldier now I have seen him in his sowrest shapes and dreadfull'st I and I thanke my honestie have stood him That audits cast Farewell my honest souldiers Give me your hands Farewell fare-well good Ancient A stout man and a true thou art come in sorrow Blessings upon your swords may they ne're faile yee You doe but change a man your fortunes constant That by your ancient valours is ty'd fast still Be valiant still and good and when ye fight next When flame and furie make but one face of horror When the great rest of all your honour 's up When you would thinke a spell to shake the enemy Remember me my prayers shall be with yee So once againe farewell Puts. Let 's wait upon yee Ar. No no it must not be I have now left me A single fortune to my selfe no more Which needs no traine nor complement good Captain You are an honest and a sober gentleman And one I thinke has lov'd me Puts. I am sure on 't Ar. Look to my boy he 's grown too head-strong for me And if they think him fit to carrie Armes still His life is theirs I have a house i th' Countrey And when your better houres will give ye liberty See me you shall be welcome Fortune to ye Exit Anc. I le cry no more that will doe him no good And 't will but make me drie and I have no money I le fight no more and that will doe them harme And if I can do that I care not for money I could have curst reasonable well and I have had the luck too To have 'em hit sometimes Whosoever thou art That like a devill didst possesse the Duke With these malitious thoughts mark what I say to thee A plague upon thee that 's but the Preamble Sold. O take the pox too An. They 'll cure one another I must have none but kills and those kill stinking Or look ye let the single pox possesse them Or pox upon pox Puts. That 's but ill i' th' Armes sir Anc. T is worse i th' legs I would not wish it else And may those grow to scabs as big as Mole-hils And twice a day the devill with a Currie-combe Scratch 'em and scrub em I warrent him he has 'em Sold. May he be ever lowzie Anc. That 's a pleasure The Beggars Leacherie sometime the Souldiers May he be ever lazie stink where he stands And Maggots breed in 's braines 2 Soul I marrie sir May he fall mad in love with his Grand-mother And kissing her may her teeth drop into his mouth And one fall crosse his throat then let him gargell Put. Now what 's the matter Enter a Post Post Where 's the Duke pray gentlemen Put. Keep on your way you cannot misse Post I thanke yee Exit An. If he be married may he dreame hee 's Cuckol'd And when he wakes believe and sweare he saw it Sue a divorce and after finde her honest Then in a pleasant Pigsty with his owne garters And a fine running knot ride to the devill Put. If these would doe An. I le never trust my minde more If all these faile 1 Sould. What shall we doe now Captaine For by this honest hand I le be torne a pieces Unlesse my old Generall goe or some that love him And love us equall too before I fight more I can make a shooe yet and draw it on too If I like the legge well Anc. Fight 't is likely No there Will be the sport boyes when ther 's need on 's They thinke the other Crowne will doe will carry us And the brave golden coat of Captain Cankro Boroskie What a noyse his very name carries 'T is gun enough to fright a nation He need no souldiers if he doe for my part I promise ye he 's like to seek 'em so I thinke you thinke too And all the Army No honest brave old Archas We cannot so soon leave thy memory So soon forget thy goodnesse he that does The scandall and the scumme of Armes be counted Pu. You much rejoice me now you have hit my meaning I durst not presse ye till I found your spirits Continue thus Anc. I le goe and tell the Duke on 't Ent. 2. Post Put. No no hee 'll finde it soone enough and feare it When once occasion comes Another Packet From whence friend come yee 2 Post From the borders sir Put. What newes sir I beseech yee 2 Post Fire and sword gentlemen The Tartar 's up and with a mighty force Comes forward like a tempest all before him Burning and killing Anc. Brave boyes brave newes boyes 2 Post Either we must have present helpe Anc. Still braver 2 Post Where lyes the Duke Sold. Hee 's there 2 Post 'Save ye gentlemen Exit Anc. We are safe enough I warrant thee Now the time 's come Put. I now 't is come indeed and now stand firm boyes And let 'em burne on merrily Anc. This City would make a marvelous fine bone-fire 'T is old dry timber and such wood has no fellow 2 Sold. Here will be trim piping anon and whining Like so many Pigs in a storme When they heare the newes once Enter Boroskie and Servant Put. Here 's one has heard it already Room for the Generall Boros. Say I am falne exceeding sick o th' suddain And am not like to live
best phrase I have too And so I kisse your hand Exit Al. Your Lordships servant Olim. Come hither wench what art thou doing with that Ring Al. I am looking on the posie Madam Olim. What is 't Al. The Jewels set within Olim. But where the joy wench When that invisible Jewel's lost why dost thou smile so What unhappy meaning hast thou Al. Nothing Madam But only thinking what strange spels these Rings have And how they worke with some Pet. I feare with you too Al. This could not cost above a Crowne Pet. 'T will cost you The shaving of your crowne if not the washing Olim. But he that sent it makes the vertue greater Al. I and the vice too Madam goodnes blesse me How fit 't is for my finger 2 W. No doubt you 'l find too A finger fit for you Al. Sirrah Petesca What wilt thou give me for the good that followes this But thou hast Rings enough thou art provided Heigh ho what must I doe now Pet. You 'l be taught that The easiest part that e're you learn't I warrant you Al. Ay me ay me Pet. You will divide too shortly Your voice comes finely forward Olim. Come hither wanton Thou art not surely as thou saist Al. I would not But sure there is a witchcraft in this Ring Lady Lord how my heart leaps Pet. 'T will goe pit a pat shortly Al. And now methinks a thousand of the Dukes shapes 2 W. Will no lesse serve ye Al. In ten thousand smiles Olim. Heaven blesse the wench Al. With eyes that will not be denide to enter And such soft sweet embraces take It from me I am undone else Madam I 'm lost else Olim. What ailes the girle Al. How suddenly I 'm alter'd And growne my selfe againe doe not you feele it Olim. Weare that and I 'le weare this I 'le try the strength on 't Al. How cold my bloud growes now Here 's sacred vertue When I leave to honour this Every houre to pay a kisse When each morning I arise Or I forget a sacrifice When this figure in ray faith And the purenes that it hath I pursue not with my will Nearer to arrive at still When I lose or change this Jewell I lie me faith and heaven be cruell Olim. You have halfe confirm'd me Keep but that way sure And what this charme can doe let me endure Exeunt Scaene 3. Enter Archas Theodore 2 Doughters Honora and Viola Ar. Carry your selfe discreetly it concernes me The Duke 's come in none of your froward passions Nor no distastes to any Prethee Theodor By my life boy 't will mine me The, I have done Sir So there be no foule play he brings along with him Ar. What 's that to you Let him bring what please him And whom and how The. So they meane well Ar. Is 't fit you be a Judge sirrah The. 'T is fit I feele Sir Ar. Get a banquet ready And trim your selves up hansomly The. To what end Doe you meane to make 'em whores Hang up a signe then And set 'em out to Livery Ar. Whose sonne art thou The. Yours Sir I hope but not of your disgraces Ar. Full twenty thousand men I have commanded And all their minds with this calm'd all their angers And shall a boy of mine owne breed too of mine owne bloud One crooked stick The. Pray take your way and thrive in 't I 'le quit your house if taint or black dishonour Light on ye 't is your owne I have no share in 't Yet if it doe fall out so as I feare it And partly find it too Ar. Hast thou no reverence No dutie in thee The. This shall shew I obey ye I dare not stay I would have shew'd my love too And that you aske as duty with my life sir Had you but thought me worthy of your hazzards Which heaven preserve ye from and keep the Duke too And there 's an end of my wishes God be with ye Exit Ar. Stubborne yet full of that we all love honesty Lord Burris where 's the Duke Enter Burris Bur. In the great chamber Sir And there stayes till he see you ye have a fine house here Ar. A poore contented lodge unsit for his presence Yet all the joy it hath Bur. I hope a great one and for your good brave Sir Ar. I thanke ye Lord And now my service to the Duke Bur. I 'le wait on ye Exeunt Enter Duke Boroskey Gent. and Attendants Du. May this be credited Bor. Disgrace me else And never more with favour looke upon me Du. It seemes impossible Bor. It cannot chuse Sir Till your owne eies behold it but that it is so And that by this meanes the too haughtie souldier Has been so cramm'd and fed he cares not for ye Beleeve or let me perish Let your eyes As you observe the house but where I point it Make stay and take a view and then you have found it Enter Archas Burris 2 Daughters and Servant Du. I 'le follow your direction welcome Archas You are welcome home brave Lord we are come to visit ye And thanke ye for your service Ar. 'T was so poore Sir In true respect of what I owe your Highnesse It merits nothing Du. Are these faire ones yours Lord Ar. Their Mother made me thinke so Sir Du. Stand up Ladies Beshrew my heart they are faire ones methinks fitter The lustre of the Court then thus live darken'd I would see your house Lord Archas it appeares to me A hansome pile Ar. 'T is neate but no great structure I 'le be your Graces guide give me the keyes there Du. Lead on wee 'l follow ye begin with the Gallery I think that 's one Ar. 'T is so and 't please ye Sir The rest above are lodgings all Du. Goe on Sir Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Theodore Putskey and Ancient Put. The Duke gone thither doe you say The. Yes marry doe I And all the ducklings too but what the 'l doe there Put. I hope they 'l crowne his service The. With a Custard This is no weather for rewards they crowne his service Rather they goe to shave his crowne I was rated As if I had been a dog had worried sheep out of doores For making but a doubt Put. They must now grace him The. Marke but the end Anc. I am sure they should reward him they cannot want him The. They that want honesty want any thing Put. The Duke is so noble in his owne thoughts The. That I grant ye If those might only sway him but 't is most certaine So many new borne flies his light gave life too Buzze in his beames flesh flies and Butterflies Hornets and humming Scarrabs that not one honey Bee That 's loden with true labour and brings home Encrease and credit can scape rifling And what she sucks for sweet the turne to bitternesse An. Shall we go see what they do talke our minds to 'em P. That we have done too much to no purpose
what must we looke for If they can carry this Em. I 'le carry coales then I have but one life and one fortune Gentlemen But I 'le so husband it to vexe these rascalls These barbarous slaves Ch. Shall we goe charge 'em presently Soz. No that will be too weake and too foole-hardy We must have grounds that promise safety friends And sure offence we loose our angers else And worse then that venture our lives too lightly Enter Pyniero Py. Did you see mine Uncle plague 'a these Barbarians How the rogues sticke in my teeth I know ye are angry So I am too monstrous angry Gentlemen I am angry that I choke agen You heare Armusia 's up honest Arm Clapt up in prison friends the brave Arm Here are fine boyes Em. We hope he shall not stay there Py. Stay no he must not stay no talke of staying These are no times to stay are not these Rascals Speake I beseech ye speake are they not Rogues Thinke some abominable names are they not Devils But the devil 's a great deale too good for 'em fusty villaines Ch. They are a kind of hounds Py. Hounds were their fathers Old blear-eyed bob-tail'd hounds Lord where 's my Unckle Soz. But what shall be done sir Py. Done Soz. Yes to relieve him If it be not sudden they may take his life too Py. They dare as soone take fire and swallow it Take stakes and thrust into their tailes for glisters His life why 't is a thing worth all the Islands And they know will be rated at that value His very imprisonment will make the Town stinch And shake and stinke I have phisick in my hand for 'em Shall give the goblins such a purge Enter Ruy Dias Ped Your Uncle Ru. I heare strange newes and have bin seeking ye They say Armusia's prisoner Py. 'T is most certaine Ru. Upon what cause Py. He has deserv'd too much sir The old heathen policie has light upon him And paid him home Ru. A most unnoble dealing Py. You are the next if you can carry it tamely He has deserved of all Ru. I must confesse it Of me so nobly too Py. I am glad to heare it You have a time now to make good your confession Your faith will shew but cold else and for fashion Now to redeeme all now to thanke his courtesie Now to make those beleeve that held you backward And an ill instrument you are a Gentleman An honest man and you dare love your Nation Dare sticke to vertue though she be opprest And for her owne faire sake step to her Rescue If you live ages sir and lose this houre Not now redeeme and vindicate your honour Your life will be a murmure and no man in 't Ru. I thanke ye nephew come along with me Gentlemen Wee 'l make 'em dancing sport immediately We are Masters of the Fort yet we shall see What that can doe Py. Let it but spit fire finely And play their turrets and their painted Palaces A frisking round or two that they may trip it And caper in the aire Ru. Come wee 'l doe something Shall make 'em looke about wee 'l send 'em plumbes If they be not too hard for their teeth Py. And fine Potatoes Roasted in gunpowder such a banquet sir Will prepare their unmannerly stomacks Ru. They shall see There is no safe retreat in villanie Come be high hearted all Omnes We are all on fire sir Exeunt Enter King and Governor Kin. I am ungratefull and a wretch perswade me not Forgetfull of the mercy he show'd me The timely noble pitty why should I See him fast bound and fetter'd whose true curtesie Whose manhood and whose mighty hand set me free Why should it come from me why I command this Shall not all tongues and truths call me unthankfull Gov. Had the offence bin thrown on you 't is certaine It had been in your power and your discretion To have turn'd it into mercy and forgiven it And then it had show'd a vertuous point of gratitude Timely and nobly taken but since the cause Concernes the honour of our gods and their title And so transcends your power and your compassion A little your owne safety if you saw it too If your too fond indulgence did not dazle you It cannot now admit a private pitty 'T is in their wils their mercies or revenges And these revolts in you shew meere rebellious Kin. They are milde and pittifull Gov. To those repent Kin. Their nature's soft and tender Gov. To true hearts That feele compunction for their trespasses This man defies 'em still threatens destruction And demolition of their armes and worship Spits at their powers take heed ye be not found sir And markt a favourer of their dishonour They use no common justice Kin. What shall I doe To deserve of this man Gov. If ye more bemoane him Or mitigate your power to preserve him I 'le curse ye from the gods call up their vengeance Enter Quisara with her hands bound Quisana Panura And fling it on your Land and you I have charge for 't I hope to wracke you all King What ailes my sister Why is she bound why looks she so distractedly Who does doe this Quisan. We did it pardon sir And for her preservation She is growne wilde And raving on the strangers love and honour Sometimes crying out help help they will torture him They will take his life they will murder him presently If we had not prevented violently Have laid hands on her owne life Go. These are tokens The gods displeasure is gone out be quicke And ere it fall doe something to appease 'em You know the sacrifice I am glad it works thus Quisar. How low and base thou lookst now that wert noble No figure of a King methinks showes on you No face of Majestie foule swarth ingratitude Has taken off thy sweetnesse base forgetfulnesse Of mighty benefits has turned thee Devill Thou hast persecuted goodnes innocence And laid a hard and violent hand on vertue On that faire vertue that should teach and guide us Thou hast wrong'd thine owne preserver whose least merit Pois'd with thy maine estate thou canst not satisfie Nay put thy life in too 't will be too light still What hast thou done Gov. Goe for him presently And once more wee 'l try it we can win him fairely If not let nothing she sayes hinder ye or stir ye She speaks distractedly Do that the gods command ye Doe you know what ye say Lady Quisar. I could curse thee too Religion and severitie has steel'd thee Has turnd thy heart to stone thou hast made the gods hard too Against their sweet and patient natures cruell None of ye feele what braverie ye tread on What innocence what beauty Kin. Pray be patient Quisar. What honorable things ye cast behind ye What monuments of man Enter Armusia and Guard Kin. Once more Armusia Because I love ye tenderly and dearly And would be glad to win ye mine I wish
fame courted Now ye want enemies and men to match ye Let not your owne swords seeke your ends to shame ye Enter Demetrius with a Javelin and Gentlemen 3 Emb. Choose which you will or peace or war We come prepar'd for either 1 Ush. Roome for the Prince there Cel. was it the Prince they said how my heart trembl'd 'T is he indeed what a sweet noble fiercenesse Dwels in his eyes young Meleager like When he returnd from slaughter of the Boare Crown'd with the loves and honours of the people With all the gallant youth of Greece he lookes now Who could deny him love Dem. Haile Royall Father Ant. Ye are welcome from your sport sir do you see this gent You that bring thunders in your mouthes and earthquakes To shake and totter my designes can you imagine You men of poore and common apprehensions Whilst I admit this man my son this nature That in one looke carries more fire and fiercenesse Then all your masters in their lives dare I admit him Admit him thus even to my side My bosome When he is fit to rule when all men cry him And all hopes hang about his head thus place him His weapon hatcht in bloud all these attending When he shall make their fortunes all as sudden In any expedition he shall point 'em As arrowes from a Tartars bow and speeding Dare I do this and feare an enemy Feare your great Master yours or yours Dem. O Hercules Who saies you do sir Is there any thing In these mens faces or their Masters actions Able to worke such wonders Cel. Now 'a speakes O I could dwell upon that tongue for ever Dem. You call 'em Kings they never wore those roialties Nor in the progresse of their lives ariv'd yet At any thought of King emperiall dignities And powerfull god-like actions fit for Princes They can no more put on and make 'em sit right Then I can with this mortall hand hold heaven Poore petty men nor have I yet forgot The chiefest honours time and merit gave 'em Lysimachus your Master at his best His highest and his hopefull'st dignities Was but grand-master of the Elephants Seleucus of the Treasure and for Ptolomy A thing not thought on then scarce heard of yet Some master of amunition and must these men Cel. What a brave confidence flowes from his spirit O sweet young man Dem. Must these hold pace with us And on the same field hang their memories Must these examine what the wils of Kings are Prescribe to their designes and chaine their actions To their restraints be freinds and foes when they please Send out their thunders and their menaces As if the fate of mortall thinge were theirs Go home good men and tell your masters from us We do 'em too much honour to force from 'em Their barren countries ruine their vast Cities And tell 'em out of love we meane to leave 'em Since they will needs be Kings no more to tread on Then they have able wits and powers to manage And so we shall befriend 'em ha what does she there Emb. This is your answer King Ant. 'T is like to prove so Dem. Fie sweet what make you here Cel. Pray ye do not chide me Dem. You do your selfe much wrong and me Cel. Pray you pardon me I feele my fault which only was committed Through my deare love to you I have not seen ye And how can I live then I have not spoke to ye Dem. I know this weeke ye have not I will redeem all You are so tender now thinke where you are sweet Cel. What other light have I left Dem. Prethee Celia Indeed I 'le see ye presently Cel. I have done sir You will not misse Dem. By this and this I will not Cel. 'T is in your will and I must be obedient Dem. No more of these assemblies Cel. I am commanded 1 Ush. Roome for the Lady there Madam my service 1 Gent. My Coach and 't please you Lady 2 Ush. Roome before there 2 Gent. The honour Madam but to waite upon you Cel. My servants and my state Lord how they flocke now Before I was affraid they would have beat me How these flies play i' th Sunshine pray ye no services Or if ye needs must play the hobby horses Seek out some beautie that affects 'em farewell Nay pray ye spare Gentlemen I am old enough To go alone at these yeares without crutches Exit 2. Ush. Wel I could curse now but that will not help me I made as sure account of this wench now immediately Do but consider how the devill has crost me Meate for my Master she cries well 3 Em. Once more sir We aske your resolutions peace or war yet Dem. War war my noble father 1 Em. Thus I fling it And faire ey'd peace farewell Ant. You have your answer Conduct out the Embassadours and give 'em convoies Dem. Tell your high hearted Masters they shall not seek us Nor coole i' th' field in expectation of us Wee 'l ease your men those marches In their strengths And full abilities of mind and courage Wee 'l ffnd 'em out and at their best trim buckle with 'em 3 Em. You will find so hot a Souldiers welcome sir Your favor shall not freeze 2 Em. A forward Gentleman Pitty the wars should bruise such hopes Ant. Conduct 'em Ex. Em. Now For this preparation where 's Leontius Call him in presently for I meane in person Gentlemen My selfe with my old fortune Dem. Royall sir Thus low I beg this honour fame already Hath every where rais'd trophies to your glory And conquest now grown old and weake with following The weary marches and the bloudy shockes You daily set her in 't is now scarce honour Fo you that never knew to fight but conquer To sparkle such poore people the roiall Eagle When she hath tri'd her young ones gainst the Sun And found 'em right next teacheth 'em to prey How to command on wing and check below her Even birds of noble plume I am your owne sir You have found my spirit trie it now and teach it To stoop whole kingdomes leave a little for me Let not your glory be so greedy sir To eate up all my hopes you gave me life If to that life you adde not what 's more lasting A noble name for man you have made a shadow Blesse me this day bid me go on and lead Bid me go on no lesse fear'd then Antigonus And to my maiden sword tye fast your fortune I know 't will fight it selfe then deare sir honour me Never faire virgin long'd so Ant. Rise and command then And be as fortunate as I expect ye I love that noble will your young companions Bred up and foster'd with ye I hope Demetrius Enter Leon You will make souldiers too they must not leave ye 2 Gent. Never till life leave us sir Ant. O Leontius Here 's worke for you in hand Leon. I am ev'n right glad sir For by my troath I am
that good to me Your promise is engaged for Abd. Why she is there Ready prepar'd and much about this time Life will look up again Roc. Come in all 's sure Not a foot stirring nor a tongue Mount Heaven blesse me I never enter'd with such unholy thoughts This place before Abd. Ye are a fearfull foole If men have appetites allow'd 'em And warm desires are there not ends too for 'em Mount Whether shall we carry her Roc. Why to the bark sir I have provided one already waites us The wind stands wondtrous fair too for our passge Abd. And there when ye'have enjoyd her for ye have that liberty Let me alone to send her to feed fishes I 'le no more sighes for her Mount Where is the monument Thou art sure she will awake about this time Abd. Most sure If she be not knockt o th' head give me the Lanthorn Here 't is how is this the stone off Roc. I and nothing Within the monument that 's worse no body I am sure of that nor signe of any here But an empty Coffin Mount No Lady Roc. No nor Lord sir This Pye has bin cut up before Abd. Either the Devill Must doe these tricks Mount Or thou damn'd one worse Thou black swoln pitchie cloud of all my afflictions Thou night hag gotten when the bright Moone sufferd Thou hell it self confin'd in flesh what trick now Tell me and tell me quickly what thy mischief Has done with her and to what end and whether Thou hast remov'd her body or by this holy place This sword shall cut thee into thousand peeces A thousand thousand strow thee ore the Temple A sacrifice to thy black sire the Devill Rod. Tell him you see he 's angry Abd. Let him burst Neither his sword nor anger do I shake at Nor will yeild to feed his poor suspitions His idle jealouzies and madde dogs heares One thought against my self ye have done a brave deed A manly and a valiant peece of Service When ye have kill'd me reckon 't amongst your Battels I am sorry ye are so poore so weake a gentleman Able to stand no fortune I dispose of her My mischiefe make her away a likely project I must play booty against my selfe if any thing crosse ye I am the devill and the devils heire All plagues all mischiefes Mount Will I ye leave and doe yet Ab. I have done too much For far too much for such a thanklesse fellow If I be devill you created me I never knew those arts nor bloody practises o' your cunning heart that mine of mischiefe Before your flatteries won 'em into me Here did I leave her leave her with that certainty About this houre to wake again Mount Where is she This is the last demand Ab. Did I now know it And were I sure this were my latest minute I would not tell thee strike and then I 'le curse thee Rocca I see a light stand close and leave your angers We all miscarry else Enter Gomera Page with Torch Ab. I am now carelesse Mount Peace prethee peace sweet peace all friends Ab. Stand close then Gom. Waite there Boy with the light till I call to thee In darknesse was my soule and sences clouded When my faire Jewell fell the night of jealousie In all her blacknesse drawn about my judgement No light was let into me to distinguish Betwixt my suddain anger and her honour A blinde sad Pilgrimage shall be my pennance No comfort of the day will I looke up at Far darker then my jealous Ignorance Each place of my aboad shall do my prayers No ceremonious lights shall set off more Bright Armes and all that carry lustre life Society and sollace I forsake ye And were it not once more to see her beauties For in her bed of death she must be sweet still And on her cold sad lips seal my repentance Thou child of heaven faire light I could not misse thee Mount I know the tongue would I were out againe I have done him too much wrong to looke upon him Ab. There is no shifting now boldnesse and confidence Must carry it now away he is but one neither Naked as you are of a strength far under Mount But he has a cause above me Ab. That 's as you handle it Roc. Peace he may goe againe and never see us Gom. I feele I weepe apace but where 's the flood The torrent of my teares to drown my fault in I would I could now like a loaden cloud Begotten in the moyst south drop to nothing Give me the Torch Boy Roc. Now he must discover us Ab. He has already never hide your head Be bold and brave if we must dye together Gom: Who 's there what friend to sorrow The Tombe wide open The Stone off too the body gone by Looke to the doore Boy keep it fast who are ye What sacrilegious villaines false Mountferrat The wolfe to honour has thy hellish hunger Brought thee to tear the body out o th' tomb too Has thy foule mind so far wrought on thee ha Are you there too nay then I spie a villany I never dream't of yet thou sinfull usher Bred from that rottennesse thou bawd to mischiefe Doe you blush through all your blacknesse will not that hide it Ab. I cannot speake Gom. You are well met with your dam sir Art thou a Knight did ever on that sword The Christian cause sit nobly could that hand fight Guided by fame and fortune that heart inflame thee With vertuous fires of valour to fall off Fall off so suddainly and with such foulenesse As the false Angels did from all their glory Thou art no Knight honour thou never heard'st of Nor brave desires could ever build in that breast Treason and tainted thoughts are all the Gods Thou worship'st all the strength thou hadst and fortune Thou didst things out of feare and false heart villaine Out of close traps and treacheries they have rais'd thee Mount Thon rav'st old man Gom. Before thou get'st off from me Had'st thou the glory of thy first fights on thee Which thou hast basely lost thy noblest fortunes And in their greatest lustres I would make thee Before we part confesse nay kneele and doe it Nay crying kneele coldly for mercy crying Thou art the recreant'st Rogue time ever nourish'd Thou art a dogge I will make thee sweare a dog stav'd A mangy Cur-dogge doe you creep behind the Altar Looke how it sweats to shelter such a rascall First with thy venemous tooth infect her chaste life And then not dare to doe next rob her rest Steale her dead body out o th' grave Mount I have not Gom. Prethee come out this is no place to quarrell in Valiant Mountferrat come Mount I will not stir Gom. Thou hast thy sword about thee That good sword that never fail'd thee prethee come We 'l have but five stroakes for it on on Boy Here 's one would faine be acquainted with thee Would wondrous fain cleave that Calves-head of
businesse Two of the disannullers lost their night-caps A third stood excommunicate by the cudgell The Cunstable to her eternall glory Drunke hard and was converted and she victor Ped. Then are they victualed with pies and puddings The trappings of good stomacks noble Ale the true defendor Sawsages and smoak'd ones If need be such as serve for Pikes and Porke Better the Jewes never hated here and there A bottle of Metheglin a stout Bricaine That wil stand to 'em what else they want they war for Petru. Come to councell Soph. Now you must grant conditions or the Kingdom Will have no other talke but this Petron. Away then and let 's advise the best Soph: Why doe you tremble Mor. Have I liv'd thus long to be knockt o' th head With halfe a washing beetle pray be wise sir Petru. Come something I le doe but what it is I know not Soph. To councel then and let 's avoyd their follies Guard all the doors or we shal not have a cloke left Exe Enter three mayds at severall doors 1. How goes the businesse girles 2. A foot and faire 3. If fortune favour us away to your strength The Country forces are ariv'd be gon we are discovered else 1. Arme and be valiant 2. Think of our cause 3. Our iustice 1. T is sufficient Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Petronius Petruchio Moroso Sophocles and Tranio Petro. I am indifferent though I must confesse I had rather see her carted Tra. No more of that sir Soph. Are ye resolv'd to give her fair conditions T will be the safest way Petru. I am distracted Would I had run my head into a halter When I first woo'd her if I offer peace She 'l urge her own conditions that 's the devil Soph. Why say she do Petru Say I am made an Asse then I know her aime may I with reputation Answer me this with safety of mine honour After the mighty mannage of my first wife Which was indeed a fury to this Filly After my twelve strong labours to reclaime her Which would have made Don Hercules horn mad And hid him in his hide suffer this Sicely Ere she have warm'd my sheets ere grappel'd with me This Pinck this painted Foyst this Cockle-boat To hang her Fights out and defie me friends A wel known man of war if this be equal And I may suffer say and I have done Petron. I do not think you may Tra. You 'l make it worse sir Soph. Pray heare me good Petruchio but ev'n now You were contented to give all conditions To try how far she would carry T is a folly And you wil find it so to clap the curb on Er you be sure it proves a naturall wildnesse And not a forc'd Give her conditions For on my life this tricke is put into her Petron. I should believe so too Soph. And not her own Tra. You 'l finde it so Soph. Then if she flownder with you Clap spurs on and in this you 'l deale with temperance Avoyd the hurry of the world Tra. And loose Musick above Mor. No honour on my life sir Petru. I wil do it Petron. It seems they are very merry Enter Jaques Petru. Why God hold it Mor. Now Jaques Jaq. They are i' th flaunt sir Soph. Yes we heare 'em Jaq. They have got a stick of Fiddles and they firke it In wondrous waies the two grand Capitanos They brought the Auxiliary Regiments Daunce with their coats tuckt up to their bare breeches And bid them kisse 'em that 's the burden They have got Metheglin and audacious Ale And talke like Tyrants Petron. How knowest thou Jaq. I peep 't in Song At a loose Lansket Tra. Harke Petron. A Song pray silence All the women above Mor. They look out Petru Good ev'n Ladies Mar. Good you good ev'n sir Petru. How have you slept to night Mar. Exceeding well sir Petru. Did you not wish me with you Mar No believe me I never thought upon you Cun. Is that he Bya. Yes Cun. Sir Soph. She has drunk hard mark her hood Cun. You are Soph. Learnedly drunk I le hang else let her utter Cun. And I must tell you viva voce friend A very foolish fellow Tra. There 's an Ale figure Petru. I thank you Susan Brotes Cit. Forward sister Cun. You have espoused here a hearty woman A comely and couragious Petru. Wel I have so Cun. And to the comfort of distressed damsels Weomen out-worn in wedlock and such vessels This woman has defied you Petru. It should seem so Cun. And why Petru. Yes can you tell Cun. For thirteen causes Petru. Pray by your patience Mistris Cit. Forward sister Petru. Do you mean to treat of all these Cit. Who shall let her Petro. Doe you heare Velvet-hood we come not now To heare your doctrine Cunt. For the first I take it It doth divide it selfe into seven branches Petru. Harke you good Maria Have you got a Catechiser here Tra. Good zeale Soph. Good three pil'd predication will you peace And heare the cause we come for Cunt. Yes Bob-tailes We know the cause you come for here 's the cause But never hope to carry her never dream Or flatter your opinions with a thought Of base repentance in her Cit. Give me sack By this and next strong Ale Cun. Sweare forward sister Cit. By all that 's cordiall in this place we 'l bury Our bones fames tongues our triumphs and then all That ever yet was chronicl'd of woman But this brave wench this excellent despiser This bane of dull obedience shall inherit His liberall wil and march off with conditions Noble and worth her selfe Cun. She shall Tom Tilers And brave ones too My hood shal make a hearse-cloth And I lie under it like Jone o Gaunt Ere I goe lesse my Distaffe stucke up by me For the eternall Trophee of my conquests And loud fame at my head with two main Bottles Shall fill to all the world the glorious fall Of old Don Gillian Cit. Yet a little further We have taken Armes in rescue of this Lady Most just and Noble if ye beat us off Without conditions and we recant Use us as we deserve and first degrade us Of all our ancient chambring next that The Symbols of our secrecy silke Stockings Hew of our heeles our petticotes of Armes Teare of our bodies and our Bodkins breake Over our coward heads Cun. And ever after To make the tainture most notorious At all our Crests videlicet our Plackets Let Laces hang and we returne againe Into our former titles Dayry maids Petru. No more wars puissant Ladies shew conditions And freely I accept 'em Mar. Call in Livia She 's in the treaty too Enter Livia above Mor. How Livia Mar. Heare you that sir There 's the conditions for ye pray peruse 'em Petron. Yes there she is t 'had been no right rebellion Had she held off what think you man Mor. Nay nothing I have enough o' th prospect o' my conscience The worlds end
mischance dares last it out Will you performe your word and marry me When I shall call you to 't Enter Longueville with a riding-rod Mont. I'faith I will Charl. Who 's this alights here Long, With leave faire creature are you the Lady Mistris of the house Charl. Her servant sir Long. I pray then favour me to inform your Lady and Duke Orleans wife A businesse of emport awaites 'em here And craves for speedy answer Charl. Are you in post sir Long. No I am in Satin Lady I would you would be in post Charl. I will returne Sweet Exit Long. Honest friend doe you belong to the house I pray be covered Mont. Yes Sir I doe Long. Ha dreamst thou Longaville sure t is not he sir I should know you Mont. So should I you but that I am asham'd But though thou knowst me prethee Longaville Mock not my poverty pray remember your selfe Showes it not strangely for thy cloathes to stand Without a hat to mine mocke me no more Long. She embroyder me all over sir If ever I began to mocke you yet The on me why should I weare Velvet And Silver Lace I will teare it off Mont. Why mad-man Long. Put on my Hat yes when I am hangd I will I could break my head For holding eyes that knew not you at first But time and fortune run your courses with him He 'l laugh and storm you when you shew most hate Enter Lamira Orleans Lady Laverdine La Poope Malycorne Veramour Charlot Lam. You 're a fair Mounsier Long. Doe you mocke me Lady Lam. Your businesse sir I mean Lady Regard your selfe good Mounsier Longueville Lam. You are too negligent of your selfe and place Cover your head sweet Mounsier Long. Mistake me not faire Ladies T is not to you nor you that I stand bare Lav. Nay sweet deere Mounsier let it not be to us then La-p. a complement Mal. And of manners Pray hide your head your gallants use to do 't Long. And you your foreheads why you needful accessary rascals That cannot live without your mutuall knaveries More then a Bawd a Pandor or a Whore From one another how dare you suspect That I stand bare to you what make you here Shift your house Lady of 'em for I know 'em They come to steale Napkins and your Spoons Look to your Silver-bodkin Gentlewoman T is a dead utensil and Page ware your pockets My reverence is unto this man my master Whom you with protestations and oaths As high as Heaven as deep as hell which would Deceive the wisest man of honest nature Have cozned and abus'd but I may meet you And beate you one with t'other Mont. Peace no more Long. Not a word sir Lav. I am something thicke of hearing what said he La-p. I heare him but regard him not Mal. Nor I I am never angry fasting Long. My love keeps back my duty noblest Lady If husband or brother merit love from you Prevent their dangers this houre brings to triall Their hereto sleeping hates by this time each Within a yerd is of the others heart And met to prove their causes and their spirits With their impartiall Swords points haste and save Or never meet them more but at the grave Lady Oh my distracted heart that my wrackt honour Should for a brothers or a husbands life through thy undoing die Lam. Amiens engagd if he miscarry all my hopes and joys I now confesse it loudly are undone Caroch and haste one minute may betray A life more worth then all time can repay Exeunt Ladies Mont. Mal. Hump Mounsier Laverdine pursues this boy extreamly Captaine what will you doe La-p. Any thing but follow to this Sea-service I am a Sea-captaine you know and to offer to part 'em without we could do 't like water-men with long staves a quarter of a mile off might be dangerous Mal. Why then let 's retire and pray for 'em I am resolv'd to stop your intent abus'd more then we have been we cannot be without they fall to flat beating o' us Exeunt Maly La-poop Lav. And that were unkindly done i'faith Ver. but you are the troublesomest Asse that ere I met with retire you smel like a womans chamber that 's newly up before she have pinsht her vapours in with her cloathes Lav. I will haunt thee like thy Grandames ghost thou shalt never rest for me Ver. Well I perceive t is vaine to conceale a secret from you believe it sir indeed I am a woman Lav. Why la I knew 't this Propheticall tongue of mine never faild me my mother was halfe a witch never any thing that she forespake but came to passe a woman how happy am I now we may lawfully come together without feare of hanging Sweet wench be gracious in honourable sort I woe no otherwise Ver. Faith the truth is I have loved you long Lav. See see Ver. But durst not open it Lav. I think so Ver. But briefly when you bring it to the test if there be not one Gentleman in this house wil challenge more interest in me then you can I am at your disposure Exit Lav. Oh Fortunatus I envie thee not For cap or pouch this day I le prove my Fortune In which your Lady doth elect her husband Who will be Amiens 't will save my wedding dinner Povera La-poop and Malicorne if all faile I will turne Citizen a beauteous wife Is the horn-booke to the richest Tradesmans life Exeunt Enter Duboys Orleans Longueville Amiens two Lacques a Page wish two Pistols Dub. Here 's a good even piece of ground my Lords Will you fix here Orl. Yes any where Lacquey take off my spurs Upon a bridge a raile but my Swords bredth upon a battlement I le fight this quarrell Dub. O' the ropes my Lord Orl. Upon a line Dub. So all our Countrie Duels are carried like a fire-worke on a thred Orl. Go now stay with the horses and doe you heare Upon your lives till some of us come to you Dare not to looke this way Dub. Except you see strangers or others that by chance or purpose are like to interrupt us Orl. Then give warning Long. Who takes a Sword the advantage is so small As he that doubts hath the free leave to choose Orl. Come give me any and search me t is not The ground weapon or seconds that can make Oddes in those fatall trials but the cause Ami. Most true and but it is no time to wish When men are come to do I would desire The cause 'twixt us were other then it is But where the right is there prevaile our Swords And if my sister have outliv'd her honour I doe not pray I may outlive her shame Orl. Your sister Amiens is a whore at once Ami. You oft have spoke that sence to me before But never in this language Orleance And when yov spoke it faire and first I told you That it was possible you might be abus'd But now since you forget your
's life Tut. But for the crown of all Has he refus'd To pledge your Mistris health though he were sick Enter Neanthes and Page And crav'd your pardon you must challenge him There 's no avoyding one or both must drop On. Exquisite Tutor Nean. Crates I have sought you long what make you here Fooling with these three farthings while the Towne Is all in unproare and the Prince our Master Ceas'd by Leonidas and Agenor carried And Prisoner kept i' the Castle flanckes The west part of the City where they vow To hold him till your Brother Lord Euphanes Be rendr'd to 'em with his life to satisfie The Rape by him suspected to Merione The Queene refuses to deliver him Pawning her knowledge for his innocency And dares 'em do their worst on Prince Theanor The whole State 's in combustion Cra. Fatall Ring Unc. What will become of us Nea. And she hath given Commission to Euphanes And Conon who have leavied men already With violence to surprize the Towre and take 'em What will you doe Cra. Along wi' ye and prevent A further mischiefe Gentlemen our intents We must defer you are the Princes followers Nea. Will ye walk with us Unc. You shall pardon us Tut. We are his followers afarre off you know And are contented to continue so Exit Crates and Neant Onos Sir Boy Page Sir Foole a Challenge to my Lord How dar'st thou or thy ambs-ace here think of him Ye Crow-pick'd heads which your thin shoulders beare As doe the poles on Corinth Bridge the Traitors Why you three Nine-pins you talke of my Lord And Challenges you shall not need come draw His Page is able to swindge three such whelpes Unckle why stand ye off long-man advance Onos S'light what have we done Tutor Tut. He is a Boy And we may run away with honour Page That ye shall not And being a Boy I am fitter to encounter A Childe in Law as you are under twenty Thou Sot thou three-score Sot and that 's a Childe Againe I grant you Unc. Nephew here 's an age Boyes are turn'd men and men are Children Page Away you Pezants with your bought Gentry Are not you he when your fellow Passengers Your last transportment being assayl'd by a Galley Hid your selfe i' the Cabbin and the Fight done Peep'd above Hatches and cry'd Have we taken Or are we tane Come I doe want a slipper But this shall serve Sweare all as I would have you Or I will call some dozen brother Pages They are not farre off I am sure and we will blancket You untill you pisse againe All Nay we will sweare Sir Page 'T is your best course First you shall sweare never to name my Lord Or heare him nam'd hereafter but bare-headed Next to begin his health in every place And never to refuse to pledge it though You surfeit to the death Lastly to hold The poorest litlest Page in reverence To think him valianter and a better Gentleman Then you three stamp'd together and to give him Wine and Tobacco wheresoe're you meet And the best meat if he can stay All We sweare it loyally Page Then I dismisse you True Leigmen to the Pantaffle I had more Articles but I have businesse And cannot stay now so adieu deare Monsieur Tres nobles tres puissant Unc. Adieu Monsieur On. A vostre service commaundement Tut. I told you Pupill you 'ld repent this foolery On. Who I repent you are mistaken Tutor I ne're repented any thing yet in my life And scorne to begin now Come let 's be melancholly Exeunt Saena Secunda Enter Queene Euphanes Conon Lords Lord 'T were better treat with 'em Quee. I will no Treaties With a League-breaker and a Rebell shall I Article with a Traitor be compell'd To yeeld an innocent unto their fury Whom I have prov'd so to you Euph. Gracious Queene Though your owne god-like disposition Would succour vertue and protect the right Yet for the publike good for the deare safety Of your most Royall onely Son consent To give me up the sacrifice to their malice My life is aym'd at and 't were better farre The blood of twenty thousand such as I Purpled our Seas then that your Princely Son Should be endanger'd Quee. Still well said honest Foole Were their demand but one haire from thy head By all the gods I l'd scorne 'em were they here The Majesty that dwels upon this brow Should strike 'em on their knees As for my Son Let 'em no more dare then they 'l answer I An equall Mother to my Country am And every vertuous Son of it is son Unto my bosome tender as mine owne Con. Oh you are heavenly Madam and the gods Can suffer nothing passe to injure you The life that Conon promis'd he stands now Ready to pay with joy Quee. Farewell both Successe attend you you have Souldiers been Tam Marte quam Mercurio if you bring not peace Bring me their heads Con. I will put faire for one Exit Quee. Lords Euph. Double the Guard upon her Highnesse Person Conon you must performe a friendly part Which I shall counsell you Con. I am your Servant Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Theanor Agenor Leonidas above Leo. Make good that Fortification and the Watch Keepe still upon the Battlements Royall Sir Weigh but our injuries we have told you fully The manner and the matter hales us thus Nor shall this upstart Mushrum bred i' ch night Sit brooding underneath your Mothers wings His damn'd impieties Ag. For your selfe brave Prince Feare nothing that this face of Armes presents We aske the Ravisher and have no meanes To win him from your most indulgent Mother But by this practice The. Stout Leonidas Princely Agenor your wrongs cry so loud That who so would condemne you is not heard I blame you not who but Euphanes durst Make Stories like to this My wrong's as strong Aske my revengefull arme to strengthen yours As for my feare know you and Greece throughout Enter Euphanes and Conon Our Mother was a Spartan Princesse borne That never taught me to spell such a word Con. Sir you doe tempt your life Euph. Conon no more Doe thus as thou wouldst save it Sound Trumpet within Ag. What Trumpet 's this Leo. Beneath I doe perceive Two armed men single that give us summons As they would treat Ag. Let us descend Con. My Lord I would you would excuse me and proceed According to the Queenes directions Euph. Friend As thou wouldst weare that title after death Enter below Theanor Agenor Leonidas and Souldiers Performe my charge no Souldier on his life Approach us nearer Con. Safety to both the Princes loyalty To you Lord Generall the Queene your Mistris As well as ours though not to feare to cut Civill dissention from her Land and save Much guiltlesse blood that uprore ever thirsts And for the safe-guard of her Son by me As you demand hath sent the Lord Euphanes To plead his owne cause or to suffer death As
love thee Thou art my Martyr thou hast suffered for me My sweet sweet Rugio Cla. Do you do this seriously 'T is true I would be entertained thus Isab. These are nothing No kisses no embraces no endeerements To those Cla. Do what you will Isab. Those that shall follow Those I will crowne our love withall why sigh ye Why look ye sad my deere one Cla. Nay faith nothing But me thinks so sweet a beauty as yours showes to me And such an innocence as you may make it Should hold a longer Siege Isab. Ha you speake truth Sir Cla. I would not have it so Isab. And now methinkes Now I consider truly what becomes me I have been cozen'd fearefully abus'd My reason blinded Cla. Nay I did but jest with ye Isab. I le take ye at your word and thank ye for 't Sir And now I see no sweetnesse in that person Nothing to stir me to abuse a Husband To ruine my faire fame Cla. Good Isabella Isab. No hansome man no any thing to doat on No face no tongue to catch me poore at all points And I an asse Cla. Why do ye wrong me Lady If I were thus and had no youth upon me My service of so meane a way to win ye Which you your selfe are conscious must deserve ye If you had thrice the beauty you possesse must reacht ye If in my tongue your fame lay wrack't and ruin'd With every cup I drink if in opinion I were a lost defam'd man but this is common Where we love most where most we stake our fortunes There least and basest we are rewarded fare ye well Know now I hate you too as much contemne ye And weigh my credit at as high a value Isab. May be I did but jest Cla. Ye are a woman And now I see your wants and mine owne follies And task my selfe with indiscretion For doating on a face so poore Isab. Say ye so Sir I must not lose my end I did but jest with you Only fool'd thus to try your faith my Rugio Do you think I could forget Cla. Nay 't is no matter Isab. Is 't possible I should forsake a constancy So strong so good so sweet Cla. A subtle woman Isab. You shall forgive me 't was a trick to try ye And were I sure ye lov'd me Cla. Do you doubt now Isab. I do not doubt but he that would professe this And beare that full affection you make shew of Should do Cla. What should I do Isab. I cannot shew ye Cla. I le try thee damnedst Devill hark ye Lady No man shall dare do more no service top me I le marry ye Isab. How Sir Cla. Your husbands sentenc'd And he shall dye Isab. Dye Cla. Dye for ever to ye The danger is mine owne Isab. Dye did ye tell me Cla. He shall dye I have cast the way Isab. O foule man Malicious bloody man Enter Lopez Lop, When shall he dye Sir By whom and how Cla. Hast thou betray'd me woman Isab. Base man thou wouldst have ruin'd me my name too And like a Toad poyson'd my vertuous memory Further then all this dost thou see this friend here This only friend shame take thy lust and thee And shake thy soule his life the life I love thus My life in him my only life thou aim'dst at Cla. Am I catch's thus Lop. The Law shall catch ye better Isab. You make a trade of betraying womens honours And think it noble in ye to be lustfull Report of me hereafter Cla. Fool'd thus finely Lop. I must intreat ye walk Sir to the Justice Where if hee 'l bid ye kill me Cla. Pray stay a while Sir I must use a Players shift do you know me now Lady Lop. Your brother Claudio sure Isab. O me 't is he Sir O my best brother Cla. My best sister now too I have tryed ye found ye so and now I love ye Love ye so truly nobly Lop. Sir I thank ye You have made me a most happy man Cla. Thank her Sir And from this houre preserve that happinesse Be no more fool'd with jealousie Lop. I have lost it And take me now new borne againe new natur'd Isab. I do and to that promise tye this faith Never to have a false thought tempt my vertue Lop. Enough enough I must desire your presence My Cozen Rhodope has sent in all hast for us I am sure you will be welcome Cla. I le wait on ye Lop. What the Project is Isab. We shall know when we are there Sir Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Duchesse Syenna Lords Silvio Duch. Joy to you Silvio and your young faire Bride You have stolne a day upon us you cannot wooe Sir Sil. The joyes of Hell hang over me O mischiefe To what a fortune has the Devill driven me Am I reserv'd for this Sy. Beshrew me Sir But you have gotten you a right faire bedfellow Let you alone to chuse Sil. I beseech your Grace 'T is misery enough to have met the Devill Not mens reproches too Sy. How old is she Duch. A very Girle her eye delivers it Sy. Her teeth are scarce come yet Lord What goodly children Will they two have now she is rarely made to bread on What a sweet timberd body Duch. Knotty i' th back But will hold out the stronger What a nose Sy. I marry such a nose so rarely mounted Upon my conscience 't was the part he doted on Duch. And that fine little eye to it like an Elephants Lord Yes if her feet were round and her ears sachells Sy. For any thing we know Sil. Have ye no mercy No pitty in your bloods to use a wretch thus You Princes in whose hearts the best compassions Neerest to those in Heaven should finde fit places Why do you mock at misery Fling scornes and basenesse Upon his broken back that sinks with sorrowes Heaven may reward you too and an houre come When all your great designes shall shew ridiculous And your hearts pinch'd like mine Musick in divers places Duch. Fye Sir so angry Upon your wedding day go smug your selfe The Maid will come anon what Musick 's this Sy. I warrant you some noble preparation Duch. Let 's take our places then Sil. More of these Devills dumps Must I be ever haunted with these witchcrafts Enter a Masquerado of severall Shapes and Daunces after which enter Belvidere and disperses them before the Maskers enter two Presenters among which are Bartello Lopez Claudio Isabella Rhodope Soto Penurio Jaquenet 1. Pre. Roome roome for merry spirits roome Hether on command we come From the good old Beldam sent Cares and sorrowes to prevent 2. Looke up Silvio smile and sing After winter comes a spring 1. Feare not faint foole what may follow Eyes that now are sunk and hollow By her Art may quick returne To their flames againe and burne 2. Art commands all youth and blood Strength and beauty it makes good 1. Feare not then dispaire not sing Round about as we do spring
that becomes me not I know Good men and great names best agree together Cast off the glorious favours and the trappings Of sound and honour wealth and promises His wanton pleasures have flung on my weaknesse And chuse to serve my Countries cause and vertues Poorely and honestly and redeeme my rulnes As I would hope remission of my mischiefes Rug. Old and experienc'd men my Lord Sorano Are not so quickly caught with gilt hypocrisie You pull your clawes in now and fawne upon us As Lyons do to intice poore foolish beasts And beasts we should be too if we beleeved ye Go exercise your Art Sor. For heaven sake scorne me not Nor adde more hell to my afflicted soule Then I feele here as you are honourable As you are charitable looke gently on me I will no more to Court be no more Devill I know I must be hated even of him That was my Love now and the more he loves me For his foule ends when they shall once appeare to him Muster before his conscience and accuse him The fouler and the more falls his displeasure Princes are fading things so are their favours Mar. He weeps agen his heart is toucht sure with remorce Sor. See this and give me faire attention good my Lord And worthy Father see within this violl The remedy and cure of all my honour And of the sad Prince lyes Rug. What new trick 's this Sor. 'T is true I have done Offices abundantly Ill and prodigious to the Prince Alphonso And whilst I was a knave I sought his death too Rug. You are too late convicted to be good yet Sor. But Father when I felt this part afflict me This inward and call'd me to an audit Of my misdeeds and mischiefes Mar. Well go on Sir Sor. O then then then what was my glory then Father The favour of the King what did that ease me What was it to be bow'd to by all creatures Worshipt and courted what did this availe me I was a wretch a poore lost wretch Mar. Still better Sor. Till in the midst of all my griefe I found Repentance and a learned man to give the meanes to it A Jew an honest and a rare Phisition Of him I had this Jewell 't is a Jewell And at the price of all my wealth I bought it If the King knew it I must lose my head And willingly most willingly I would suffer A childe may take it 't is so sweet in working Mar. To whom would you apply it too Sor. To the sick Prince It will in halfe a day dissolve his melancholly Rug. I do beleeve and give him sleep for ever What impudence is this and what base malice To make us instruments of thy abuses Are we set here to poison him Sor. Mistake not yet I must needs say 't is a noble care And worthy vertuous servants if you will see A flourishing estate againe in Naples And great Alphonso reigne that 's truly good And like himselfe able to make all excellent Give him this drink this good health unto him Drinks I am not so desperate yet to kill my selfe Never looke on me as a guilty man Nor on the water as a speedy poison I am not mad nor laid out all my treasure My conscience and my credit to abuse ye How nimbly and how cheerefully it workes now Upon my heart and head sure I am a new man There is no sadnesse that I feele within me But as it meets it like a lazie vapour How it flyes off Here give it him with speed You are more guilty then I ever was And worthier of the name of evill subjects If but an houre you hold this from his health Rug. 'T is some rare vertuous thing sure he is a good man It must be so come let 's apply it presently And may it sweetly work Sor. Pray let me heare on 't and carry it close my Lords Mar. Yes good Sorano Exit Rugio Marco Sor. Do my good fooles my honest pious coxcombs My wary fooles too have I caught your wisedomes You never dream't I knew an Antidote Nor how to take it to secure mine owne life I am an asse go give him the fine cordiall And when you have done go dig his grave good Frier Some two houres hence we shall have such a bawling And roaring up and downe for Aquavitae Such rubbing and such nointing and such cooling I have sent him that will make a bonefire in 's belly If he recover it there is no heat in Hell sure Exit Enter Frederick and Podrano Fred. Podrano Pod. Sir Fred. Call hither Lord Valerio and let none trouble us Pod. It shall be done Sir Exit Enter Cassandra Fred. I know he wants no additions to his tortures He has enough for humane blood to carry Yet I must vex him further So many that I wonder his hot youth And high-bred spirit breakes not into fury I must yet torture him a little further And make my selfe sport with his miseries My anger is too poore else Here he comes Valerio Now my young married Lord how do you feele your self You have the happinesse you ever aimed at The joy and pleasure Val. Would you had the like Sir Fred. You tumble in delights with your sweet Lady And draw the minutes out in deare embraces You live a right Lords life Val. Would you had tryed it That you might know the vertue but to suffer Your anger though it be unjust and insolent Sits hansomer upon you then your scorne To do a wilfull ill and glory in it Is to do it double double to be damn'd too Fred. Hast thou not found a loving and free Prince High in his favours too that has confer'd Such hearts ease and such heapes of comfort on thee All thou coudest aske Val. You are too growne a tyrant Upon so suffering and so still a subject You have put upon me such a punishment That if your youth were honest it would blush at But you are a shame to nature as to vertue Pull not my rage upon ye 't is so just It will give way to no respect my life My innocent life I dare maintaine it Sir Like a wanton prodigall you have flung away Had I a thousand more I would allow 'em And be as carelesse of 'em as your will is But to deny those rights the Law has given me The holy Law and make her life the pennance Is such a studied and unheard of malice No heart that is not hyred from Hell dare think of To do it then too when my hopes were high High as my blood all my desires upon me My free affections ready to embrace her And she mine owne do you smile at this i st done well Is there not heaven above you that sees all Come hither Time how does your noble Mistris Cass. As a Gentlewoman may do in her case that 's newly married Sir Sickly sometimes and fond on 't like your Majesty Fred. She is breeding then Cass. She wants much
me Sir Greg. But do you heare Sir Can 't sound with reason she should affect him Cun. Do you talk of reason I never thought to have heard Such a word come from you reason in love Would you give that no Doctor could e're give Has not a Deputy married his Cooke-maid An Aldermans Widow one that was her turne broach Nay has not a great Lady brought her Stable Into her Chamber lay with her Horse-keeper Sir Greg. Did ever love play such Jades tricks Sir Cun. Oh thousands thousands Beware a sturdy Clown ere while you live Sir 'T is like a huswifery in most Shires about us You shall ha' Farmers widowes wed thinne Gentlemen Much like your selfe but put 'em to no stresse What worke can they do with small trap-stick leggs They keep Clownes to stop gaps and drive in peggs A drudgery fit for Hindes e'ne back agen Sir You 'r safest at returning Sir Greg. Thinke you so Sir Cun. But how came this Clowne to be cal'd Pompey first Sir Greg. Push one good man Caesar a Pump-maker kersen'd him Pompey he writes himselfe but his right name 's Pumpey And stunke too when I had him now he 's cranke Cun. I 'me glad I know so much to quell his pride Sir Walke you still that way I le make use of this To resolve all my doubts and place this favour On some new Mistris only for a try And if it meet my thoughts I le sweare 't is I Exit Sir Greg. Is Pompey growne so malepert so frampell The onely cutter about Ladies honours Enter Old Knight And his blade soonest out O. K. Now what 's the newes Sir Sir Gre. I dare not say but good oh excellent good Sir O. K. I hope now you 'r resolv'd she loves you Knight Sir Gr. Cuds me what else Sir that 's not to do now O.K. You would not think how desperately you anger'd me When you belyed her goodnesse oh you vext me Even to a Palsey Sir Greg. What a thing was that Sir Enter Neece Nee. 'T is that 't is as I have hope of sweetnes the Scarfe 's gone Worthy wise friend I doat upon thy cunning We two shall be well matcht our Issue male sure Will be borne Counsellors is 't possible Thou shalt have another token out of hand for 't Nay since the way 's found pitty thou shouldst want y'faith O my best joy and dearest O. K. Well said Neece So violent fore your Uncle what will you do In secret then Sir Greg. Marry call me slave and rascall Neece Your Scarfe the Scarfe I gave you O. K. Masse that 's true Neece I ne're thought upon that the Scarfe she gave you Sir What dumbe no answer from you the Scarfe Sir Greg. I was way-laid about it my life threatned Life's life Scarfe 's but a Scarfe and so I parted from 't Neece Unfortunate woman my first favour too O. K. Will you be still an asse no reconcilement Twixt you and wit are you so far fallen out You 'l never come together I tell you true I 'me very lowsily asham'd on you That 's the worst shame that can be Thus bayting on him now his heart 's hook't in I le make him e're I ha' done take her with nothing I love a man that lives by his wits a life Nay leave sweet Neece 't is but a Scarfe let it go Neece The going of it never grieves me Sir It is the manner the manner Sir Greg. O dissembling Marmaset if I durst speake Or could be believ'd when I speake What a tale could I tell to make haire stand upright now Neece Nay Sir at your request you shall perceive Uncle With what renewing love I forgive this Here 's a faire Diamond Sir I le try how long You can keep that Sir Greg. Not very long you know 't too Like a cunning witch as you are Neece Y' are best let him ha' that too Sir Greg. So I were I think there were no living else I thank you as you have handled the matter O. K. Why this is musicall now and Tuesday next Shall tune your Instruments that 's the day set Neece A match good Uncle O. K. Sir you heare me too Sir Greg. Oh very well I 'me for you Neece What e're you heare you know my minde Exeunt Old Knight and Neece Sir Gre. I a on 't too well if I do not wonder how we two shall come together I 'me a beare whelpe he talks of Tuesday next as familiarly as if we lov'd one another but 't is as unlikely to me as 't was seven yeare before I saw her I shall try his cunning it may be he has a way was never yet thought on and it had need to be such a one for all that I can thinke on will never do 't I looke to have this Diamond taken from me very speedily therefore I le take it off a my finger for if it be seene I shall be way-laid for that too Exit Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Old Knight and Witty-Pate O.K. OH torture torture thou carriest a sting i' thy taile Thou never brought'st good news i' thy life yet And that 's an ill quality leave it when thou wilt Witty Why you receive a blessing the wrong way Sir Call you not this good newes to save at once Sir Your credit and your kinsmans life together Would it not vexe your peace and gaule your worth T' have one of your name hang'd O. K. Peace no such words boy Wit Be thankfull for the blessing of prevention then O.K. Le' me see there was none hang'd out of our house since Brute I ha' search't both Stowe and Hollinshead Wit O Sir O. K. I le see what Polychronicon saies anon too Wit 'T was a miraculous fortune that I heard on 't O. K. I would thou 'dst never heard on 't Wit That 's true too So it had ne're been done to see the luck on 't He was ev'n brought to Justice Aurums threshold There had flewen forth a Mittimus straight for Newgate And note the fortune too Sessions a Thursday Jury cul'd out a Friday Judgement a Saturday Dungeon a Sunday Tyburne a Munday Miseries quotidian ague when 't begins once Every day puls him till he pull his last O. K. No more I say 't is an ill theame where left you him Wit He's i' th Constables hands below i' th Hall Sir Poore Gentleman and his accuser with him O. K. What 's he Wit A Judges Sonne 't is thought so much the worse too He 'l hang his enemy an 't shall cost him nothing That 's a great priviledge O. K. Within there Enter Servant Serv. Sir O. K. Call up the folks i' th Hall I had such hope on him For a Scholler too a thing thou ne're wast fit for Therefore erected all my joyes in him Got a Welch Benefice in reversion for him Deane of Cardigan has his grace already He can marry and bury yet ne're a haire on 's face Enter Credulous Sir