Mel. Why Diphilus it is A thing to laugh at in respect of this Here was my Sister Father Brother Son All that I had speak once again What youth lies slain there by thee Amint. 'T is Aspatia My senses fade let me give up my soul Into thy bosom Cal. What 's that what 's that Aspatia Mel. I never did repent the greatness of my heart till now It will not burst at need Cal. My daughter dead here too and you have all fine new tricks to grieve but I ne're knew any but direct crying Mel. I am a pratler but no more Diph. Hold Brother Lysip Stop him Diph. Fie how unmanly was this offer in you Does this become our strain Cal. I know not what the mater is but I am Grown very kind and am friends with you You have given me that among you will kill me Quickly but I 'le go home and live as long as I can Mel. His spirit is but poor that can be kept From death for want of weapons Is not my hand a weapon good enough To stop my breath or if you tie down those I vow Amintor I will never eat Or drink or sleep or have to do with that That may preserve life this I swear to keep Lysip Look to him tho' and bear those bodies in May this a fair example be to me To rule with temper for on lustful Kings Unlookt for sudden deaths from heaven are sent But curst is he that is their instrument PHILASTER OR Love lies a Bleeding The Scene being in Cicilie Persons Represented in the Play The King Philaster Heir to the Crown Pharamond Prince of Spain Dion a Lord. Noble Gentlemen his Associates Cleremont Thrasiline Arethusa the Kings Daughter Galatea a wise modest Lady attending the Princess Megra a lascivious Lady An old wanton Lady or Croan Another Lady attending the Princess Eufrasia Daughter of Dion but disguised like a Page and called Bellario An old Captain Five Citizens A Countrey fellow Two Woodmen The Kings Guard and Train Actus primus Scena prima Enter Dion Cleremont and Thrasiline Cler. HEre 's not Lords nor Ladies Dion Credit me Gentlemen I wonder at it They receiv'd strict charge from the King to attend here Besides it was boldly published that no Officer should forbid any Gentlemen that desire to attend and hear Cle. Can you ghess the cause Di. Sir it is plain about the Spanish Prince that 's come to marry our Kingdoms Heir and be our Soveraign Thra. Many that will seem to know much say she looks not on him like a Maid in Love Di. O Sir the multitude that seldom know any thing but their own opinions speak that they would have but the Prince before his own approach receiv'd so many confident messages from the State that I think she 's resolv'd to be rul'd Cle. Sir it is thought with her he shall enjoy both these Kingdoms of Cicilie and Calabria Di. Sir it is without controversie so meant But 't will be a troublesome labour for him to enjoy both these Kingdoms with safetie the right Heir to one of them living and living so vertuously especially the people admiring the bravery of his mind and lamenting his injuries Cle. Who Philaster Di. Yes whose Father we all know was by our late King of Calabria unrighteously deposed from his fruitful Cicilie My self drew some blood in those Wars which I would give my hand to be washed from Cle. Sir my ignorance in State-policy will not let me know why Philaster being Heir to one of these Kingdoms the King should suffer him to walk abroad with such free liberty Di. Sir it seems your nature is more constant than to enquire after State news But the King of late made a hazard of both the Kingdoms of Cicilie and his own with offering but to imprison Philaster At which the City was in arms not to be charm'd down by any State order or Proclamation till they saw Philaster ride through the streets pleas'd and without a guard at which they threw their Hats and their arms from them some to make bonefires some to drink all for his deliverance Which wise men say is the cause the King labours to bring in the power of a Foreign Nation to aw his own with Enter Galatea Megra and a Lady Thra. See the Ladies what 's the first Di. A wife and modest Gentlwoman that attends the Princess Cle. The second Di. She is one that may stand still discreetly enough and ill savour'dly Dance her Measure simper when she is Courted by her Friend and slight her Husband Cle. The last Di. Marry I think she is one whom the State keeps for the Agents of our confederate Princes she 'll cog and lie with a whole Army before the League shall break her name is common through the Kingdom and the Trophies of her dishonour advanced beyond Hercules-pillars She loves to try the several constitutions of mens bodies and indeed has destroyed the worth of her own body by making experiment upon it for the good of the Common-wealth Cle. She 's a profitable member La. Peace if you love me you shall see these Gentlemen stand their ground and not Court us Gal. What if they should Meg. What if they should La. Nay let her alone what if they should why if they should I say they were never abroad what Foreigner would do so it writes them directly untravel'd Gal. Why what if they be Meg. What if they be La. Good Madam let her go on what if they be Why if they be I will justifie they cannot maintain discourse with a judicious Lady nor make a Leg nor say Excuse me Gal. Ha ha ha La. Do you laugh Madam Di. Your desires upon you Ladies La. Then you must sit beside us Di. I shall sit near you then Lady La. Near me perhaps But there 's a Lady indures no stranger and to me you appear a very strange fellow Meg. Me thinks he 's not so strange he would quickly be acquainted Thra. Peace the King Enter King Pharamond Arethusa and Train King To give a stranger testimony of love Than fickly promises which commonly In Princes find both birth and burial In one breath we have drawn you worthy Sir To make your lair indearments to your daughter And worthy services known to our subjects Now lov'd and wondered at Next our intent To plant you deeply our immediate Heir Both to our Blood and Kingdoms For this Lady The best part of your life as you confirm me And I believe though her few years and sex Yet teach her nothing but her fears and blushes Desires without desire discourse and knowledge Only of what her sell is to her sell Make her feel moderate health and when she sleeps In making no ill day knows no ill dreams Think not dear Sir these undivided parts That must mould up a Virgin are put on To shew her so as borrowed ornaments To speak her perfect love to you or add An Artificial shadow to her
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 brave offer there 's the love I told thee of and after death the living She must in justice come Boy ha Si. Your heart Sir Mem. I so by all means Siphax Si. He loves roast well That cats the Spit Mem. And since thou art come thus fitly I 'll do it presently and thou shalt carry it For thou canst tell a story and describe it And I conjure thee Siphax by thy gentry Next by the glorious Battels 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 think I could Si. 'T would be far nearer Besides the sweets here would induce the last love And link it in Mem. Thou sayest right but our ranks here And bloods are bars between us she must stand off too As I perceive she does Si. Desert and Duty Makes even all Sir Mem. Then the King though I Have merited as much as man can must not let her So many Princes covetous of her beauty I wou'd with all my heart but 't is impossible Si. Why say she many after Mem. No she dares not The gods dare not do ill come Si. Do you mean it Mem. Lend me thy knife and help me off Si. For heaven sake Be not so stupid mad dear General Mem. Dispatch I say Si. As ye love that ye look for Heaven and the blessed life Mem. Hell take thee Coxcomb Why dost thou keep me from it thy knife I say Si. Do but this one thing on my knees I beg it Stay but two hours till I return again For I will to her tell her all your merits Your most unvalu'd love and last your danger If she relent then live still and live loving Happy and high in savour if she frown Mem. Shall I be sure to know it Si. As I live Sir My quick return shall either bring ye fortune Or leave you to your own fate Mem. Two hours Si. Yes Sir Mem. Let it be kept away I will expect it Ex. Mem. Si. Enter Chilax Fool and Boy Chi. You dainty wits two of ye to a Cater To cheat him of a dinner Boy Ten at Court Sir Are few enough they are as wise as we are Chi. Hang ye I 'le eat at any time and any where I never make that part of want preach to me What ye can do and when ye list Fool. Your patience 'T is a hard day at Court a fish day Chi. So it seems Sir The fins grow out of thy face Fool. And to purchase This day the company of one dear Custard Or a mess of Rice ap Thomas needs a main wit Beef we can bear before us lined with Brewes And tubs of Pork vociferating Veals And Tongues that ne're told lye yet Chi. Line thy mouth with ' em Fool. Thou hast need and great need For these sinny fish-dayes The Officers understandings are so flegmatick They cannot apprehend us Chi. That 's great pity For you deserve it and being apprehended The whip to boot Boy what do you so near me I dare not trust your touch Boy Enter Stremon and his Boy Boy As I am vertuous What thieves amongst our selves Chi. Stremon Stre. Lieutenant Chi. Welcome a shore a shore Fool. What Mounsieur Musick Stre. My fine Fool. Boy Fellow Crack why what a consort Are we now blest withal Fool. Fooling and sidling Nay and we live not now boys what new songs Sirra Stre. A thousand man a thousand Fool. Itching Airs Alluding to the old sport Stre. Of all sizes Fool. And how does small Tym Treble here the heart on 't 2 Boy To do you service Fool. O Tym the times the times Tym. Stre. How does the General And next what money 's stirring Chi. For the General He 's here but such a General The time 's chang'd Stremon He was the liberal General and the loving The feeder of a Souldier and the Father But now become the stupid'st Stre. Why what ails he Chi. Nay if a Horse knew and his head 's big enough I 'le hang for 't did'st thou ever see a Dog Run mad o' th' tooth-ache such another toy Is he now so he glotes and grins and bites Fool. Why hang him quickly And then he cannot hurt folks Chi. One hour raving Another smiling not a word the third hour I tell thee Stremon h'as a stirring soul What ever it attempts or labours at Would wear out twenty bodies in another Fool. I 'le keep it out of me for mine 's but Buckram He would bownce that out in two hours Chi. Then he talks The strangest and the maddest stuff from reason Or any thing ye offer stand thou there I 'le show thee how he is for I 'le play Memnon The strangest General that ere thou hearest of Stremon Stre. My Lord. Chi. Go presently and find me A black Horse with a blew tail bid the blank Cornet Charge through the Sea and sink the Navy softly Our souls are things not to be waken'd in us With larums and loud bawlings for in Elyzium Stilness and quietness and â—â—â—â—ness Sirra I will have for it much concerns mine honour Such a strong reputation for my welcome As all the world shall say for in the forefront So many on white Unicorns next them My Gentlemen my Cavaliers and Captains Ten deep and trapt with Tenter-hooks to take hold Of all occasions for Friday cannot fish out The end I aim at tell me of Diocles And what he dares do dare he meet me naked Thunder in this hand in his left Fool Fool. Yes Sir Chi. Fool I would have thee fly i' th' Air fly swiftly To that place where the Sun sets there deliver Fool. Deliver what Sir Chi. This Sir this ye slave Sir All laugh Death ye rude Rogues ye Scarabe's Fool. Hold for Heav'ns sake Lieutenant sweet Lieutenant Chi. I have done Sir Boy You have wrung his neck off Chi. No Boy 't is the nature Of this strange passion when 't hits to hale people Along by th' hair to kick 'em break their heads Fool. Do ye call this Acting was your part to beat me Chi. Yes I must act all that he does Fool. Plague act ye I 'le act no more Stre. 'T is but to shew man Fool. Then man He should have shew'd it only and not done it I am sure he beat me beyond Action Gouts o' your heavy fist Chi. I 'le have thee to him Thou hast a fine wit fine fool and canst play rarely He 'l hug thee Boy and stroke thee Fool. I 'le to the stocks first E're I be strok't thus Strem. But how came he Chilax Chi. I know not that Strem. I 'le to him Chi. He loves thee well And much delights to hear
and those I take it A Sword may find too why do ye dam the Duke up And choak that course of love that like a River Should fill our empty veins again with comforts But if ye use these knick knacks This fast and loose with faithful men and honest You 'l be the first will find it Enter Archas Souldiers Putskey Ancient and others Boros You are too untemperate Theo. Better be so and thief too than unthankful Pray use this old man so and then we are paid all The Duke thanks ye for your service and the Court thanks ye And wonderful desirous they are to see ye Pray Heaven we have room enough to march for May-games Pageants and Bone-fires for your welcome home Sir Here your most noble friend the Lord Boroskie A Gentleman too tender of your credit And ever in the Dukes ear for your good Sir Crazie and sickly yet to be your servant Has leapt into the open air to meet ye Bor. The best is your words wound not you are welcome home Sir Heartily welcome home and for your service The noble overthrow you gave the Enemy The Duke salutes ye too with all his thanks Sir Anc. Sure they will now regard us Puts There 's a reason But by the changing of the Colonels countenance The rolling of his eyes like angry Billows I fear the wind 's not down yet Ancient Arch. Is the Duke well Sir Boros Not much unhealthy Only a little grudging of an Ague Which cannot last he has heard which makes him fearful And loth as yet to give your worth due welcome The sickness hath been somewhat hot i' th' Army Which happily may prove more doubt than danger And more his fear than sate yet howsoever An honest care Arch. Ye say right and it shall be For though upon my life 't is but a rumor A meer opinion without faith or fear in 't For Sir I thank Heaven we never stood more healthy Never more high and lusty yet to satisfie We cannot be too curious or too careful Of what concerns his state we 'll draw away Sir And lodge at further distance and less danger Boros It will be well Anc. It will be very scurvy I smell it out it stinks abominably Stir it no more Boros The Duke Sir would have you too For a short day or two retire to your own house Whither himself will come to visit ye And give ye thanks Arch. I shall attend his pleasure Anc. A trick a lousie trick so ho a trick Boys Arch. How now what 's that Anc. I thought I had found a Hare Sir But 't is a Fox an old Fox shall we hunt him Arch. No more such words Boros The Souldier's grown too sawâ—y You must tie him straiter up Arch. I do my best Sir But men of free-born minds sometimes will flie out Anc. May not we see the Duke Boros Not at this time Gentlemen Your General knows the cause Anc. We have no Plague Sir Unless it be in our pay nor no Pox neither Or if we had I hope that good old Courtier Will not deny us place there Puts Certain my Lord Considering what we are and what we have done If not what need ye may have 't would be better A great deal nobler and taste honester â—o use us with more sweetness men that dig And lash away their lives at the Carts tail Double our comforts meat and their Masters thanks too When they work well they have Men of our quality When they do well and venture sor't with valour Fight hard lye hard feed hard when they come home Sâ—â— And know these are deserving things things worthy Can you then blame 'em if their minds a little Be stir'd with glory 't is a pride becomes 'em A little season'd with ambition To be respected reckon'd well and honour'd For what they have done when to come home thus poorly And met with such unjointed joy so looked on As if we had done no more but drest a Horse well So entertain'd as if I thank ye Gentlemen Take that to drink had pow'r to please a Souldier Where be the shouts the Bells rung out the people The Prince himself Arch. Peace I perceive your eye Sir Is sixt upon this Captain for his freedom And happily you find his tongue too forward As I am Master of the place I carry 'T is fit I think so too but were I this man No stronger tie upon me than the truth And tongue to tell it I should speak as he do's And think with modesty enough such Saints That daily thrust their loves and lives through hazards And fearless for their Countries peace march hourly Through all the doors of death and know the darkest Should better be canoniz'd for their service What labour would these men neglect what danger Where honour is though seated in a Billow Rising as high as Heaven would not these Souldiers Like to so many Sea-gods charge up to it Do you see these swords times Sythe was ne'er so sharp Sir Nor ever at one harvest mow'd such handfuls Thoughts ne'er so sudden nor belief so sure When they are drawn and were it not sometimes I swim upon their angers to allay 'em And like a calm depress their fell intentions They are so deadly sure nature would suffer And whose are all these glories why their Princes Their Countries and their Friends Alas of all these And all the happy ends they bring the blessings They only share the labours A little joy then And outside of a welcome at an upshot Would not have done amiss Sir but howsoever Between me and my duty no crack Sir Shall dare appear I hope by my example No discontent in them without doubt Gentlemen The Duke will both look suddenly and truly On your deserts Methinks 't were good they were paid Sir Bor. They shall be immediately I stay for money And any favour else Arch. We are all bound to ye And so I take my leave Sir when the Duke pleases To make me worthy of his eyes Bor. Which will be suddenly I know his good thoughts to ye Arch. With all duty And all humility I shall attend Sir Bor. Once more you are welcome home these shall be satisfied The. Be sure we be and handsomly Arch. Wait you on me Sir The. And honestly no jugling Arch. Will ye come Sir Exit Bor. Pray do not doubt The. We are no Boys Exit Enter a Gent. and 2 or 3 with Mony Bor. Well Sir Gent. Here 's mony from the Duke and 't please your Lordship Bor. 'T is well Gent. How sowre the Souldiers look Bor. Is' t told Gent. Yes and for every company a double pay And the Dukes love to all Anc. That 's worth a Ducket Bor. You that be Officers see it discharg'd then Why do not you take it up Anc. 'T is too heavy ' Body o' me I have strain'd mine arm Bor. Do ye scorn it Anc. Has your Lorship any dice about ye sit round Gentlemen And come
Lisander Lis I. Clar. Ye are welcome follow me and make no noise Lis Go to your horse and keep your watch with care And be sure ye sleep not Exeunt Lisander Clarinda Sirrah Lan. Send me out the Dairy-maid To play at trump with me and keep me waking My fellow horse and I must now discourse Like two learned Almanack-Makers of the Stars And tell what a plentiful year 't will prove of Drunkards If I had but a pottle of Sack like a sharp prickle To knock my Nose against when I am nodding I should sing like a Nightingale but I must Keep watch without it I am apt to dance Good fortune guide me from the Faries Circles Exit Enter Clarinda with a Taper and Lisander with a Pistol two Chairs set out Clar. Come near Calista sitting behind a Curtain I 'll leave ye now draw but that Curtain And have your wish now Leon I am for thee We that are servants must make use of stoln hours And be glad of snatch'd occasions Exit Lis She is asleep Fierce Love hath clos'd his lights I may look on her Within her eyes ' has loâ—kt the graces up I may behold and live how sweet she breaths The orient morning breaking out in odours Is not so full of perfumes as her breath is She is the abstract of all Excellence and scorns a Parallel Cal. Who 's there Lis Your servant your most obedient slave adored Lady That comes but to behold those eyes again And pay some Vows I have to sacred Beauty And so pass 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 sweetness Be not enrag'd nor be not angry with me The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy And 't is the Crown of Justice and the glory Where it may kill with right to save with pity Cal. Why do you kneel 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 return and I confess 't is justice That for my cruelty you should despise me And I expect however you are calm now A foyl you strive to set your cause upon It will break out Calista is unworthy Coy proud disdainful I acknowledge all Colder of Comfort than the frozen North is And more a stranger to Lisanders worth His youth and faith than it becomes her gratitude I blush to grant it yet take this along A soveraign 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 air 't is spoken in O dear Lisander would you break this union Lis No I adore it let me kiss your hand And seal the fair faith of a Gentleman on it Cal. You are truly valiant would it not afflict ye To have the horrid name of Coward touch you Sâ—ch is the Whore to me Lis I nobly thank ye And may I be the same when I dishonour ye This I may do again Kissing her hand Cal. Ye may and worthily Such comforts Maids may grant with modesty And neither make her poor nor wrong her bounty Noble Lisander how fond now am I of ye I heard you were hurt Lis You dare not heal 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 Custom and O Coward Honour How ye compel me to put on mine own Chains May I not kiss ye now in superstition For you appear a thing that I would kneel to Let me err that way Kisses her Cal. Ye shall err for once I have a kind of noble pity on you Among your manly sufferings make this most To err no farther in desire for then Sir You add unto the gratitudes I owe you And after death your dear friends soul shall bless you Lis I am wondrous honest Cal. I dare try Kisses Lis I have tasted a blessedness 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 fair Virgins Come pray sit down but let 's talk temperately Lis Is my dear friend abed Cal. Yes and asleep Secure asleep 't is midnight too Lisander Speak not so loud Lis You see I am a Statue I could not stand else as I had eaten Ice Or took into my bloud a drowzie Poyson And Natures noblest brightest flame burns in me Midnight and I stand quietly to behold it so The Alarm rung and I sleep like a Coward I am worn away my faith my 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 hath made it And time and custome have too far insulted We are no gods to be always tyed to strictness 'T is a presumption to shew too like 'em March but an hour or two under Loves Ensigns We have Examples of great memories Cal. But soul ones too that greatness cannot cover That Wise that by Example sins sins double And pulls the Curtain open to her shame too Methinks to enjoy you thus Lis 'T is no joy Lady A longing Bride if she stop here would cry The Bridegroom too and with just cause curse Hymen But yield a little be one hour a Woman I do not speak this to compel you Lady And give your Will but motion let it stir But in the taste of that weak fears call evil Try it to understand it we 'll do nothing You 'll ne'r 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 blasphemy to honour O my base thoughts pray ye take this and shoot me My Villain thoughts Noise within Cal. I weep your miseries and would to heaven what noise Lis It comes on louder Kill me and save your self save your fair honour And lay the fault on me let my life perish My base lascivious life shoot quickly Lady Cal. Not for the World retire behind the hangings And there stand close my husband close Lisander Enter Cleander with a Taper Clean. Dearest are you well Cal. O my sad heart my head my head Clean. Alas poor soul what do you do out of your bed You take cold my Calista how do ye Cal. Not so well Sir to lie by ye my Brothers fright Clean. I had
sooner leads to mischief I believe it And him an honest man he could not carry Under an evil cause so true a sorrow Ism Take heed this is your Mothers scorpion That carries stings even in his tears Whose soul is a rank poison through Touch Not at him if you do you are gone if you had twenty Lives I knew him for a Roguish boy when He would poison Dogs and keep tame Toads He lay with his Mother and infected her and now She begs i' th' Hospital with a patch of Velvet Where her Nose stood like the Queen of Spades And all her teeth in her purse the Devil and this Fellow are so near 'T is not yet known which is the eviler Angel Leu. Nay then I see 't is spite Come hither friend Hast thou not heard the cause yet that incens'd my Mother to my death for I protest I feel none in my self Tim. Her Will Sir and Ambition as I think Are the provokers of it as in Women Those two are ever powerful to destruction Beside a hate of your still growing virtues She being only wicked Leu. Heavens defend me as I am innocent And ever have been from all immoderate thoughts and Actions that carry such rewards along with ' em Tim. Sir all I know my duty must reveal My Countrey and my Love command it from me For whom I 'll lay my life down this night coming A Counsel is appointed by the Duke To sit about your apprehension If you dare trust my faith which by all good things Shall ever watch about you goe along And to a place I 'll guide you where no word Shall scape without your hearing nor no plot Without discovering to you which once known you have your answers and prevention Ism You are not so mad to goe shift off this fellow you shall be rul'd once by a wise man Ratsbane get you gone or Leu. Peace peace for shame thy love is too suspitious 't is a way offer'd to preserve my life and I will take it be my Guide Timantus and do not mind this angry man thou know'st him I may live to requite thee Tim. Sir this service is done for virtues sake not for reward however he may hold me Ism The great pox on you but thou hast that curse so much 't will grow a blessing in thee shortly Sir for wisdoms sake court not your death I am your friend and subject and I shall lose in both if I lov'd you not I would laugh at you and see you run your neck into the noose and cry a Woodcock Leu. So much of man and so much fearful â—ie prethee have peace within thee I shall live yet many a golden day to hold thee here dearest and nearest to me Go on Timantus I charge you by your love â—o â—â—re â—o more Exeunt Leu. Tim. Ism Goe and let your own rod whip you I pity you And dog if he miscarry thou shalt pay for 't I 'll study for thy punishment and it shall last Longer and sharper than a tedious Winter Till thou blasâ—hem'st and then thou diest and damn'st Exit Enter Leontius and Tellamon Leon. I wonder the Dutchess comes not Tel. She has heard Sir your Will to speak with her But there is something leaden at her heart Pray God it be not mortal that even keeps her From conversation with her self Enter the Dutchess B. Oh whither will you my cross affections pull me Fortune Fate and you whose powers direct our actions And dwell within us you that are Angels Guiding to virtue wherefore have you given So strong a hand to evil wherefore suffer'd A Temple of your own you Deities Where your fair selves dwelt only and your goodness Thus to be soyl'd with sin Leon. Heaven bless us all From whence comes this distemper speak my fair one Bac. And have you none Love and Obedience You ever faithful Servants to imploy In this strange story of impiety But me a Mother Must I be your strumpet To lay black Treason upon and in him In whom all sweetness was in whom my love Was prov'd to have a Being in whom Justice And all the gods for our imaginations Can work into a man were more than virtues Ambition down to hell where thou wert foster'd Thou hast poison'd the best soul the purest whitest And meerest innocent'st it self that ever Mens greedy hopes gave life to Leon. This is still stranger lay this treason Open to my correction Bac. Oh what a combat duty and affection Breeds in my blood Leon. If thou conceal'st him may Beside my death the curses of the Countrey Troubles of conscience and a wretched end Bring thee unto a poor forgotten grave Bach. My Being for another tongue to tell it Cease a Mother some good man that dares Speak for his King and Countrey I am full Of too much womans pity yet oh Heaven Since it concerns the safety of my Sovereign Let it not be a cruelty in me Nor draw a Mothers name in question Amongst unborn people to give up that man To Law and Justice that unrighteously Has sought his Fathers death be deaf be deaf Sir Your Son is the offender Now have you all Would I might never speak again Leon. My Son Heaven help me No more I thought it and since His life is grown so dangerous Let them that Gave him take him he shall dye And with him all my fears Bac. Oh use your mercy you have a brave subject To bestow it on I 'll forgive him Sir and for his Wrong to me I 'll be before ye Leon. Durst his villany extend to thee Bac. Nothing but heats of youth Sir Leon. Upon my life he sought my bed Bacha I must confess he loved me Somewhat beyond a Son and still pursu'd it With such a Lust I will not say Ambition That clean forgetting all obedience And only following his first heat unto me He hotly sought your death and me in Marriage Leon. Oh Villain Bac. But I forget all and am half asham'd To press a man so far Enter Timantus Tim. Where is the Duke for Gods sake bring me to him Leon. Here I am each corner of the Dukedom Sends new affrights forth what wouldst thou speak Tim. I cannot Sir my fear ties up my tongue Leon. Why what 's the matter Take thy courage To thee and boldly speak where are the Guard In the gods name out with it Tim. Treason treason Leon. In whom Bacha Double the Guard Tim. There is a fellow Sir Leon. Leave shaking man Timan. 'T is not for fear but wonder Leon. Well Timan. There is a fellow Sir close i' th' Lobby You o' the Guard look to the door there Leon. But let me know the business Tima. Oh that the hearts of men should be so hard'ned Against so good a Duke for Gods sake Sir Seek means to save your self This wretched slave Has his sword in his hand I know his heart Oh it hath almost kill'd me with the thought of it Leon. Where is
most beauteous and divine fair Casta The star of sweetness Gab. Fear him not I 'll die first And who shall pledge ye Lav. Thou shalt thou tann'd Gipsey And worship to that brightness 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 she my whore Gab. Thou ly'st base beastly Lord drunker then anger Thou sowsed Lord got by a surseit 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 Aâ—â—st those very words my constancie What goddess have I not been or what goodness What star that is of any name in Heaven Or brightness which of all the virtues But drunkenness 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 honor 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 Soule contemner Lav. Peace thou paltry woman And 〈◊〉 by me Sweet Gab. By the Devil Lav. Come And â—â—ll me with delights Gab. It works amain now Lav. Give me such kisses as the Queen of shadows â—â—â—e to the sleeping boy she stole on Latmus Loâ—k round about iâ— snakie wreathes close folded Those rosie arms about my neck O! Venus Gab. Fear not I say Lav. Thou admirable sweetness Distill thy blessings like those silver drops That falling on sair grounds rise all in roses Shoot me a thousand darts from those fair eyes And through my heart â—â—ansfix 'em all I 'll stand ' em â—end 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 Goddess of delights This lustie grape I offer to thy Beauties See how it leaps to view that perfect redness 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 brimâ— 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 my 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 He 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 Perolâ—t Oh 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 Devil Per. 'T is most true Lady your unhappy 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 ears Are crack'd a pieces with and my heart perish'd I saw him in your chamber saw his fury And am a fire till I have found his heart out What do you mean to do for I 'll make one Gab. To make his death more horrid for he shall dye Per. He must he must Gab. We '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 leachery inseam'd upon him Gab. Excellent Per. I 'll do it my self and when 't is done provide ye For we 'll away for Italy this night Gab. We 'll follow thorow all hazards Per. Oh false Lord Unmanly mischievous how I could curse thee But that but blasts thy same have at thy heart fool Loop-holes I 'll make enough to let thy life out Lav. Oh! does the devil ride me Per. Nay then Lav. Murder Nay then take my share too Per. Help oh he has slain me Bloudy intentions must have bloud Lav. Hah Per. Heaven Gab. He sinks he sinks for ever sinks oh fortune Oh sorrow how like seas thou flowest upon me Here will I dwell for ever Weep Maria Weep this young man's misfortune oh 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 dismal spirit Spir. Yes to devour thy last Lav. Mercy upon thee Spir. Thy hour is come succession honor pleasure And all the lustre thou so long hast look'd for Must here have end Summon thy sins before thee Lav. Oh my affrighted soul Spir. There lies a black one Thy own best servant by thy own hand slain Thy drunkenness procur'd it There 's another Think of fair Gabriella there she weeps And such tears are not lost Lav. Oh miserable Spir. Thy foul intention to the virtuous 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 soul I cannot pray And the least child that has but goodness 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 for vengeaance Lavall lives yet Gab. Then thus I drie all sorrows from these eyes Fury and rage possess 'em now damn'd divell Lav. Hah Gab. This for young Perolot Lav. O mercy mercy Gab. This for my wrongs Lav. But one short hour to cure me Knock within Oh be not cruell Oh! oh Mar. Heark they knock Make hast for Heavens sake Mistris Gab. This
you Lady Spa. And sweet peace to your Grace Pan. Pray Heaven I find it Exeunt Enter Tigranes in prison Tigr. Fool that I am I have undone my self And with my own hand turn'd my fortune round That was a fair one I have childishly Plaid with my hope so long till I have broke it And now too late I mourn for 't O Spaconia Thou hast found an even way to thy revenge now Why didst thou follow me like a faint shadow To wither my desires But wretched fool Why did I plant thee 'twixt the Sun and me To make me freeze thus Why did I prefer her To the fair Princess O thou fool thou fool Thou family of tools live like a slave still And in thee bear thine own hell and thy torment Thou hast deserv'd Couldst thou find no Lady But she that has thy hopes to put her to And hazard all thy peace None to abuse But she that lov'd thee ever poor Spaconia And so much lov'd thee that in honesty And honour thou art bound to meet her vertues She that forgot the greatness of her grief And miseries that must follow such mad passions Endless and wild as women she that for thee And with thee lest her liberty her name And Country you have paid me equal Heavens And sent my own rod to correct me with A woman for inconstancy I 'le suffer Lay it on justice till my soul melt in me For my unmanly beastly sudden doting Upon a new face after all my oaths Many and strange ones I feel my old fire flame again and burn So strong and violent that should I see her Again the grief and that would kill me Enter Bacurius and Spaconia Bac. Lady your token I acknowledge you may pass There is the King Spa. I thank your Lordship for it Exit Bac. Tigr. She comes she comes shame hide me ever from her Would I were buried or so far remov'd Light might not find me out I dare not see her Spa. Nay never hide your self or were you hid Where earth hides all her riches near her Center My wrongs without more day would light me to you I must speak e're I die were all your greatness Doubled upon you y' are a perjur'd man And only mighty in your wickedness Of wronging women Thou art false false Prince I live to see it poor Spaconia lives To tell thee thou art false and then no more She lives to tell thee thou art more unconstant Than all ill women ever were together Thy faith is firm as raging over-flowes That no bank can command as lasting As boyes gay bubbles blown i' th' Air and broken The wind is sixt to thee and sooner shall The beaten Mariner with his shrill whistle Calm the loud murmur of the troubled main And strike it smooth again than thy soul fall To have peace in love with any Thou art all That all good men must hate and if thy story Shall tell succeeeding ages what thou wert O let it spare me in it lest true lovers In pity of my wrong burn thy black Legend And with their curses shake thy sleeping ashes Tigr. Oh! oh Spa. The destinies I hope have pointed out Our ends that thou maist die for love Though not for me for this assure thy self The Princess hates thee deadly and will sooner Be won to marry with a Bull and safer Than such a beast as thou art I have struck I fear too deep beshrow me sor't Sir This sorrow works me like a cunning friendship Into the same piece with it 't is asham'd Alas I have been too rugged Dear my Lord I am sorry I have spoken any thing Indeed I am that may add more restraint To that too much you have good Sir be pleas'd To think it was a fault of love not malice And do as I will do forgive it Prince I do and can forgive the greatest sins To me you can repent of pray believe Tigr. O my Spaconia O thou vertuous woman Spa. Nay more the King Sir Enter Arbaces Bacurius Mardonius Arb. Have you been carefull of our noble Prisoner That he want nothing sitting for his greatness Bac. I hope his grace will quit me for my care Sir Arb. 'T is well royal Tigranes health Tigr. More than the strictness of this place can give Sir I offer back again to great Arbaces Arb. We thank you worthy Prince and pray excuse us We have not seen you since your being here I hope your noble usage has been equall With your own person your imprisonment If it be any I dare say is easie And shall not last too dayes Tigr. I thank you My usage here has been the same it was Worthy a royal Conqueror For my restraint It came unkindly because much unlook'd for But I must bear it Arb. What Lady 's that Bacurius Bac. One of the Princess women Sir Arb. I fear'd it why comes she hither Bac. To speak with the Prince Tigranes Arb. From whom Bacurius Bac. From the Princess Sir Arb. I knew I had seen her Mar. His sit begins to take him now again 'T is a strange Feaver and 't will shake us all anon I fear Would he were well cur'd of this raging folly Give me the warrs where men are mad and may talk what they list and held the bravest fellows This pelting prating peace is good for nothing drinking 's a vertue to 't Arb. I see there 's truth in no man nor obedience But for his own ends why did you let her in Bac. It was your own command to barr none from him Besides the Princess sent her ring Sir for my warrant Arb. A token to Tigranes did she not Sir tell truth Bac. I do not use to lie Sir 'T is no way I eat or live by and I think This is no token Sir Mar. This combat has undone him if he had been well beaten he had been temperate I shall never see him handsome again till he have a Horse mans staffe yok'd thorow his shoulders or an arm broken with a bullet Arb. I am trifled with Bac. Sir Arb. I know it as I know thee to be false Mar. Now the clap comes Bac. You never knew me so Sir I dare speak it And durst a worse man tell me though my better Mar. 'T is well said by my soul Arb. Sirra you answer as you had no life Bac. That I fear Sir to lose nobly Arb. I say Sir once again Bac. You may say what yon please Sir Would I might do so Arb. I will Sir and say openly this woman carries letters By my life I know she carries letters this woman does it Mar. Would Bessus were here to take her aside and search her He would quickly tell you what she carried Sir Arb. I have found it out this woman carries letters Mar. If this hold 't will be an ill world for Bawdes Chamber-maids and Post-boyes I thank heaven I have none but his letters patents things of his own enditing Arb. Prince this cunning cannot do
all miseries are spoken O my Rutilio when I think on her And that which she may suffer being a Captive Then I could curse my self almost those powers That send me from the fury of the Ocean Rut. You have lost a wise indeed a fair and chast one Two blessings not found often in one woman But she may be recovered questionless The ship that took us was of Portugal And here in Lisbon by some means or other We may hear 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 mony left Arn. Not a Denier Rut. Nor any thing to pawn 't is now in fashion Having a Mistress sure you should not be Without a neat Historical shirt Arn. For shame Talk not so poorly Rut. I must talk 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 habit is a Jew Zab. No more Thou art sure that 's he Ser. Most certain 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 Devils name What would he with us Arn. Innocence is bold Nor can I fear Zab. That you are poor and strangers I easily perceive Rut. But that you 'l 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 Devil Than any of your Nation Zab. We are men And have like you compassion when we find Fit subjects for our bounty and for proof That we dare give and freely not to you Sir Pray spare your pains 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 In his own shape to help thee I could wish now Mine would appear too like a Turk Arn. I thank you But yet must tell you if this be the Prologue To any bad act you would have me practise I must not take it Zab. This is but the earnest Of what which is to follow and the bond Which you must seal to for 't is your advancement Fortune with all that 's in her power to give Offers her self up to you entertain her And that which Princes have kneel'd for in vain Presents it self to you Arn. 'T is above wonder Zab. But far beneath the truth in my relation Of what you shall possess if you embace it There is an hour in each mans life appointed To make his happiness 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 Arn. We must like brothers share There 's for you Rut. By this light I 'm 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 Devil Though he appear'd like a Broker and demanded Sixty i' th' hundred Arn. Wherefore should I fear Some plot upon my life 't is now to me Not worth the keeping I will follow him Farewel wish me good fortune we shall meet Again 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 Cloak 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 spoils us The smooth Chin carries all what 's here to do now Manet Rutilio Enter Duarte Alonzo and a Page Dua. I 'le take you as I find 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 poor 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 repeal 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 return 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 Instructed to go arm'd what folly 't is For you that are a man to put your self Into your enemies mercy Dua. Yield it quickly Or I 'le cut off your hand and now disgrace you Thus kick and baffle you as you like this You may again prefer complaints against me To my Uncle and my Mother and then think To make it good with a Poniard Alon. I am paid For being of the fashion Dua. Get a sword Then if you dare redeem your reputation You know I am easily found I 'le add this to it To put you in mind Rut. You are too insolent And do insult too much on the advantage Of that which your unequal weapon gave you More than your valour Dua. This to me you Peasant Thou art not worthy of my foot poor fellow 'T is scorn not pity makes me give thee life Kneel down and thank me for 't how do you stare Rut. I have a sword Sir you shall find a good one This is no stabbing guard Dua. Wert thou thrice arm'd Thus yet I durst attempt thee Rut. Then have at you Fight I scorn to take blows Dua. O I am slain Fallâ— Page Help murther murther Alon. Shift for your self you are dead else You have kill'd the Governous Nephew Page Raise the streets there Alon. If once you are beset you cannot scape Will you betray your-self Rut. Undone for ever Exit Rut. and Alonzo Enter Officers 1 Offi. Who makes this out-cry Page O my Lord is murdered This way he took make after him Help help there Exit Page 2 Offi. 'T is Don Duarte. 1 Offi. Pride has got a fall He was still in quarrels scorn'd us Peace-makers And all our Bill-authority now h 'as paid for 't You ha' met with your match Sir now bring off his body And bear it to the Governour Some pursue The murderer yet if he scape it skills not Were I a Prince I would reward him for 't He has rid the City of a turbulent beast There 's few will pity him but for his Mother I truly grieve indeed she 's a good Lady Exeunt Enter Guiomar and Servants Gui. He 's not
now no earthly thing But these unsatisfied Men lâ—â—ches women How devilishly my bones ake O the old Lady I have a kind of waiting woman lyes cross 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 bear up Rut. Good Gentlemen You seem to have a snuffing in your head Sir A parlous snuffing but this same dampish air 2 A dampish air indeed Rut. Blow your face tenderly Your nose will ne're endure it mercy o' me What are men chang'd to here is my nose fast yet Me thinks it shakes i' th' hilts pray tell me gentlemen How long is' t since you flourisht here 3 Not long since Rut. Move your self easily I see you are tender Noâ— 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 again 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 Bear your fortune soberly And so we leave you to the next fair Lady Ex. the 3 Rut. Stay but a little and I 'le meet you Gentlemen At the next Hospital there 's no living thus Nor am I able to endure it longer With all the helps and heats that can be given me I am at my trot already they are fair and young Most of the women that repair 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 half a face And not a groat to keep her nor a smock That I might be civilly merry when I pleased Rather than labouring in these Fulling mills Sul. By this the spell begins to work you are lusty I see you bear up bravely yet Rut. Do you hear Lady Do not make a game-bear of me to play me hourly And fling on all your whelps it would not hold Play me with some discretion to day one course And two dayes hence another Sulp. If you be so angry Pay back the mony I redeem'd you at And take your course I can have men enough You have cost me a hundred crowns since you came hither In Broths and strengthing Candles till you do pay me If you will eat and live you shall endeavour I 'le chain you to 't else Rut. Make me a Dog kennel I 'le keep your house and bark and feed on bare bones And be whipt out o'doors Do you mark me Lady whipt I 'le cat old shoes Enter Duarte. 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 business Sir If it be for a woman ye are couzen'd I keep none here Exit Dua. Certain this is the Gentleman The very same Rut. Death if I had but mony Or any friend to bring me from this bondage I would Thresh set up a Coblers shop keep Hogs And feed with 'em sell Tinder-boxes And Knights of Ginger-bread Thatch for three Half pence a day and think it Lordly From this base Stallion trade why does he eye me Eye me so narrowly Dua. It seems you are troubled Sir I heard you speak of want Rut. 'T is better hearing Far than relieving 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 ye Greatly beholding Sir if you remember You fought with such a man they call'd Duarte A proud distemper'd man he was my enemy My mortal foe you slew him fairly nobly Rut. Speak softly Sir you do not mean to betray me I wisht the Gallows now th' are coming fairly 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 kick me In what else I may serve you Sir Rut. I thank you This is as strange to me as Knights adventures 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 thankful I will do 't with all care Rut. Where are you white-broth Now lusty blood Come in and tell your mony 'T is ready here no threats nor no orations Nor prayers now Sulp. You do not mean to leave me Rut. I 'le live in Hell sooner than here and cooler Come quickly come dispatch this air's unwhosom Quickly good Lady quickly to 't Sulp. Well since it must be The next I 'le fetter faster sure and closer Rut. And pick his bones as y' have done mine pox take ye Dua. At my lodging for a while you shall be quartered And there take Physick for your health Rut. I thank ye I have found my Angel now too if I can keep him Exeunt omnes Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Rutilio and Duarte. Rut. YOU like the Letter Dua. Yes but I must tell you You tempt a desperate hazard to sollicite The mother and the grieved one too 't is rumor'd Of him you slew so lately Rut. I have told you Some proofs of her affection and I know not A nearer way to make her satisfaction For a lost Son than speedily to help her To a good Husband one that will beget Both Sons and Daughters if she be not barren I have had a breathing now and have recovered What I lost in my late service 't was a hot one It fired and fired me but all thanks to you Sir You have both freed and cool'd me Dua. What is done Sir I thought well done and was in that rewarded And therefore spare your thanks Rut. I 'le no more Whoring This fencing 'twixt a pair of sheets more wears one Than all the exercise in the world besides To be drunk with good Canary a meer Julip Or like gourd-water to 't twenty Surfeits Come short of one nights work there If I get this Lady As ten to one I shall I was ne're denied yet I will live wondrous honestly walk before her Gravely and demurely And then instruct my family you are sad What do you muse on Sir Dua. Truth I was thinking What course to take for the delivery of your letter And now I have it but saith did this Lady For do not gull your self for certain know You kill'd her Son Rut.
excellencies far far beyond Or my deservings or my hopes we are now Going our latest journey and together Our only comfort we desire pray give it Your charity to our ashes such we must be And not to curse our memories Hip. 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 years to live Perhaps I might look on her as a Brother But as a lover never and since all Your sad misfortunes had original From the barbarous Custom practis'd in my Country Heaven witness for your sake I here release it So to your memory chaste 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 quit the Country Hip. It is in vain To strive with destiny here my dotage ends Look up Zenocia health in me speaks to you She gives him to you that by divers ways 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 Crowns the City owes me Shall be your dower Man 'T is a magnificent gift Had it been timely given Hip. It is believe it Sulpitia Enter a Servant and Sulpitia Sulp. Madam Hip. Quick undoe the charm Ask 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 born off in chairs Man And tell her I 'le come Hip. Pray carry them to their rest for though already They do appear as dead let my life pay for 't If they recover not Man What you have warranted Assure your self will be expected from you Look to them carefully and till the tryal Hip. Which shall not be above four hours Man Let me Intreat your companies there is something Of weight invites me hence All. We 'll wait 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 perform it Guio. The Governour will not fail to be here presently Retire a while till you shall find occasion And bring me word when they arrive All. Wee shall Madam Guio. Only stay you to entertain 1 Ser. I am ready Guio. I wonder at the bold and practis'd malice Men ever have o' foot against our honours That nothing we can do never so vertuous No shape put on so pious no not think 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 aims 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 dear price sticks here yet Why should he hope he was not here an hour And certainly in that time I may swear it I gave him no loose look I had no reason Unless my tears were flames my curses courtships The killing of my Son a kindness 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 pity found him And my word fixt I am troubled strongly troubled Enter a Servant Ser. The Gentlemen are come Guio. Then bid 'em welcom I must retire Exit Enter Rutilio and Duarte. Ser. You are welcom Gentlemen Rut. I thank you friend I would speak with your Lady Ser. I 'le let her understand Rut. It shall besit you How do I look Sir in this handsome trim Exit Servant Me thinks I am wondrous 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 aims light I 'le lay my head on 't I 'le take her eye as soon as she looks on me And if I come to speak once woe be to her I have her in a nooze she cannot scape me I have their several lasts Dua. You are throughly studied But tell me Sir being unacquainted with her As you confess you are Rut. That 's not an hours work I 'le make a Nun forget her beads in two hours Dua. She being set in years next none of those lusters Appearing in her eye that warm the fancy Nor nothing in her face but handsom ruines Rut. I love old stories those live believ'd Authentique When 20. of your modern faces are call'd 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 She 's rich and of a constant state a fair one Have I not cause to wooe her I have tryed sufficient All your young Phillies I think this back has try'd 'em And smarted for it too they run away with me Take bitt between the teeth and play the Devils A staied pace now becomes my years a sure one Where I may sit and crack no girths Dua. How miserable If my Mother should confirm what I suspect now Beyond all humane cure were my condition Then I shall wish this body had been so too Here comes the Lady Sir Enter Guiomar Rut. Excellent Lady To shew I am a creature bound to your service And only yours Guio. Keep at that distance Sir For if you stir Rut. I am obedient She has found already I am for her turn With what a greedy hawks eye she beholds me Mark how she musters all my parts Guio. A goodly Gentleman Of a more manly set I never look'd on Rut. Mark mark her eyes still mark but the carriage of ' em Guio. How happy am I now since my Son fell He fell not by a base unnoble hand As that still troubled me how far more happy Shall my revenge be since the Sacrifice I offer to his grave shall be both worthy A Sons untimely loss and a Mothers sorrow Rut. Sir I am made believe it she is mine own I told you what a spell I carried with me All this time does she spend in contemplation Of that unmatch'd delight I shall be thankfull to ye And if you please to know my house to use it To take it for your own Guio. Who waits without there Enter Guard and Servants they seize upon Rut. and bind him Rut. How now what means this Lady Guio. Bind him fast Rut. Are these the bride-laces you prepare for me The colours that you give Dua. Fye Gentle Lady This is not noble dealing Guio. Be you satisfied If seems you are a stranger to this meaning You shall not be so long Rut. Do you call this wooing Is there no end of womens persecutions Must I needs fool into mine own destruction Have I not had fair warnings and enough too Still pick the Devils teeth you are not mad Lady Do I come fairly and
of his eyes quicker than lightning And when it breaks as blasting his legs though litle ones Yet movers of a mass of understanding Who shall commend their Cloaths who shall take notice Of the most wise behaviour of their Feathers Ye live a raw man here 2 Vsh I think I do so Enter 2 Citizens and Wives 1 Vsh Why whither would ye all press 1 Cit. Good Master Vsher 2 Cit. My wife and some few of my honest neighbours here 1 Vsh Prethee begone thou and thy honest Neighbours Thou lookst like an Ass why whither would you sith face 2 Cit. If I might have But the honour to see you at my poor house Sir A Capon bridled and sadled I 'le assure your worship A shoulder of Mutton and a pottle of Wine Sir I know your Brother he was as like ye And shot the best at Buts 1 Vsh A upon thee 2 Cit. Some Musick I 'le assure you too My toy Sir can play o' th' Virginals 1 Vsh Prethee good toy Take away thy shoulder of Mutton it is flie-blown And shoulder take thy flap along here 's no place for ye Nay then you had best be knock'd Ex. Cit. Enter Celia Cel. I wou'd fain see him The glory of this place makes me remember But dye those thoughts dye all but my desires Even those to death are sick too he 's not here Nor how my eyes may guide me 1 Vsh What 's your business Who keeps the outward door there here 's fine shuffling You wastcoateer you must go back Cel. There is not There cannot be six days and never see me There must not be desire Sir do you think That if you had a Mistris 1 Vsh Death she is mad Cel. And were your self an honest man it cannot 1 Vsh What a Devil hast thou to do with me or my honesty Will you be jogging good nimble tongue My fellow door-keeper 2 Vsh Prethee let her alone 1 Vsh The King is coming And shall we have an agent from the Suburbs Come to crave audience too Cel. Before I thought ye To have a little breeding some tang of Gentry But now I take ye plainly Without the help of any perspective For that ye cannot alter 1 Vsh What 's that Cel. An Ass Sir you bray as like one And by my troth me thinks as ye stand now Considering who to kick next you appear to me Just with that kind of gravity and wisdom Your place may beaâ— the name of Gentleman But if ever any of that butter stick to your bread 2 Vsh You must be modester Cel. Let him use me nobler And wear good Cloaths to do good Offices They hang upon a fellow of his vertue As though they hung on Gibbets 2 Vsh A perillous wench 1 Vsh Thrust her into a corner I 'le no more on her 2 Vsh You have enough go pretty Maid stand close And use that little tongue with a little more temper Cel. I thank ye Sir 2 Vsh When the show's past I 'le have ye into the Cellat there we 'll dine A very pretty wench a witty Rogue And there we 'll be as merry can ye be merry Cel. O very merry 2 Vsh Only our selves this churlish fellow shall not know Cel. By no means 2 Vsh And can you love a little Cel. Love exceedingly I have cause to love you dear Sir 2 Vsh Then I 'le carry ye And shew you all the pictures and the hangings The Lodgings Gardens and the walks and then sweet You shall tell me where you lye Cel. Yes marry will I. 2 Vsh And 't shall go hard but I 'le send ye a Venison Pasty And bring a bottle of wine along 1 Vsh Make room there 2 Vsh Room there afore stand close the train is coming Enter King Antigonus Timon Charinthus Menippâ— Cel. Have I yet left a beauty to catch fools Yet yet I see him not O what a misery Is love expected long deluded longer Ant. Conduct in the Embassadors 1 Vsh Make room there Ant. They shall not wait long answer 〈◊〉 Cle. Yet he comes not Enter 3 Embassadors Why are eyes set on these and multitudes Follow to make these wonders O good gods What would these look like if my love were here But I am fond forgetful Ant. Now your grievance Speak short and have as short dispatch 1 Emb. Then thus Sir In all our Royal Masters names We tell you Ye have done injustice broke the bonds of concord And from their equal shares from Alexander Parted and so possess'd not like a Brother But as an open Enemy Ye have hedged in Whole Provinces man'd and maintain'd these injuries And daily with your sword though they still honour ye Make bloudy inroads take Towns and ruin Castles And still their sufferance feels the weight 2 Em. Think of that love great Sir that honor'd friendship Your self held with our Masters think of that strength VVhen you were all one body all one mind VVhen all your swords struck one way when your angers Like so many brother Billows rose together And curling up your foaming Crests defied Even mighty Kings and in their falls entomb'd 'em O think of these and you that have been Conquerours That ever led your Fortunes open ey'd Chain'd fast by confidence you that fame courted Now ye want Enemies and men to match ye Let not your own Swords seek your ends to shame ye Enter Demetrius with a Javelin and Gentlemen 3 Em. Choose which you will or Peace or War We come prepar'd for either 1 Vsh Room for the Prince there Cel. Was it the Prince they said how my heart trembled 'T is he indeed what a sweet noble fierceness Dwells in his eyes young Meleager like When he return'd from slaughter of the Boar Crown'd with the loves and honours of the people With all the gallant youth of Greece he looks now Who could deny him love Dem. Hail Royal Father Ant. Ye are welcome from your sport Sir do you see thâ—s Gent. You that bring Thunders in your mouths and Earthquakes To shake and totter my designs can you imagine You men of poor and common apprehensions VVhile I admit this man my Son this nature That in one look carries more fire and fierceness Than all your Masters in their lives dare I admit him Admit him thus even to my side my bosom When he is fit to rule when all men cry him And all hopes hang about his head thus place him His weapon hatched in bloud all these attending When he shall make their fortunes all as sudden In any expedition he shall point 'em As arrows from a Tartars bow and speeding Dâ—â—e I do this and fear an enemy Fear 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 work such wonders Cel. Now he speaks O I could dwell upon that tongue for ever Dem. You call 'em Kings they never wore those Royalties Nor in the
both young and old Should be devour'd and it should be my strife To save thee whom I love above my life Ama. How shall I trust thee when I see thee chuse Another Bed and dost my side refuse Per. 'T was only that the chast thoughts might be 〈◊〉 'Twixt thee and me although we were alone Ama. Come Perigot will shew his power that he Can make his Amoret though she weary be Rise nimbly from her Couch and come to his Here take thy Amoret embrace and kiss Per. What means my Love Ama. To do as loâ—â—◠〈◊〉 That are to be enjoy'd not to be woo'd There 's ne'r a Shepherdess in all the plain Can kiss thee with more Art there 's none can feign More wanton tricks Per. Forbear dear Soul to trie Whether my Heart be pure I 'll rather die Than nourish one thought to dishonour thee Amar. Still think'st thou such a thing as Chastitie Is amongst Women Perigot there 's none That with her Love is in a Wood alone And would come home a maid be not abus'd With thy fond first Belief let time be us'd Why dost thou rise Per. My true heart thou hast sâ—â— Ama. Faith Perigot I 'll pluck thee down again Per. Let go thou Serpent that into my brest Hast with thy cunning div'd art not in Jest Ama. Sweet love lye down Per. Since this I live to see Some bitter North-wind blast my flocks and me Ama. You swore you lov'd yet will not do my will Per. O be as thou wert once I 'll love thee still Ama. I am as still I was and all my kind Though other shows we have poor men to blind Per. Then here I end all Love and left my vain Belief should ever draw me in again Before thy face that hast my Youth misled I end my life my blood be on thy head Ama. O hold thy hands thy Amoret doth cry Per. Thou counsel'st well first Amoret shall dye That is the cause of my eternal smart He runs after be Ama. O hold Per. This steel shall pierce thy lustful hâ—â—â—t The Sullen Shepherd steps out and uncharms be Sull. Up and down every where I strew the herbs to purge the air Let your Odour drive hence All mists that dazel fence Herbs and Springs whose hidden might Alters Shapes and mocks the sight Thus I charge you to undo All before I brought ye to Let her flye let her ' scape Give again her own shape Enter Amaryllis in her own shape Amar. Forbear thou gentle Swain thou dost mistake She whom thou follow'dst fled into the brake And as I crost thy way I met thy wrath The only fear of which near slain me hath Per. Pardon fair Shepherdess my rage and night Were both upon me and beguil'd my sight But far be it from me to spill the blood Of harmless Maids that wander in the Wood. Ex. Ama. Enter Amoret Amor. Many a weary step in yonder path Poor hopeless Amoret twice trodden hath To seek her Perigot yet cannot hear His Voice my Perigot she loves thee dear That calls Per. See yonder where she is how fair She shows and yet her breath infects the air Amo. My Perigot Per. Here. Amo. Happy Per. Hapless first 〈◊〉 lights on thee the next blow is the worst Amo. Stay Perigot my love thou art unjust Pers. Death is the best reward that 's due to lust Exit Perigot Sul. Now shall their love be crost for being struck â—e throw her in the Fount lest being took By some night-travaller whose honest care May help to cure her Shepherdess prepare Your self to die Amo. No Mercy I do crave Thou canst not give a worse blow than I have Tell him that gave me this who lov'd him too He struck my soul and not my body through Tell him when I am dead my soul shall be â—t peace if he but think he injur'd me Sul. In this Fount be thy grave thou wert not meant â—uâ—e for a woman thou art so innocent â—e cannot scape for underneath the ground flings her into the well 〈◊〉 a long hollow the clear spring is bound â—â—l on yon side where the Morns Sun doth look The strugling water breaks out in a Brook Exit The God of the River riseth with Amoret in his arms God What powerfull charms my streams do bring â—ck again unto their spring â—ith such force that I their god â—ree times striking with my Rod â—ould not keep them in their ranks â—y Fishes shoot into the banks â—here's not one that stayes and feeds â—ll have hid them in the weeds â—ere's a mortal almost dead â—ln into my River head â—llowed so with many a spell â—at till now none ever fell â—â— a Female young and clear 〈◊〉 in by some Ravisher 〈◊〉 upon her breast a wound 〈◊〉 which there is no plaister bound â—t she 's warm her pulses beat â—s a sign of life and heat 〈◊〉 thou be'st a Virgin pure â—an give a present cure â—ke a drop into thy wound â—m my watry locks more round â—an Orient Pearl and far more pure â—an unchast flesh may endure â—e she pants and from her flesh â—e warm blood gusheth out afresh â—e is an unpolluted maid â—ust have this bleeding staid â—m my banks I pluck this flower â—th holy hand whose vertuous power â—at once to heal and draw â—e blood returns I never saw 〈◊〉 fairer Mortal Now doth break â—r deadly slumber Virgin speak Amo. Who hath restor'd my sense given me new breath â—d brought me back out of the arms of death God I have heal'd thy wounds Amo. Ay me God Fear not him that succour'd thee â—n this Fountains god below 〈◊〉 waters to a River grow â—d'twixt two banks with Osiers set â—at only prosper in the wet â—ough the Meadows do they glide â—heeling still on every side â—etimes winding round about 〈◊〉 find the evenest channel out â—d if thou wilt go with me â—ving mortal companie â—he cool streams shalt thou lye â—e from harm as well as I I will give thee for thy food No Fish that useth in the mud But Trout and Pike that love to swim Where the gravel from the brim Through the pure streams may be seen Orient Pearl fit for a Queen Will I give thy love to win And a shell to keep them in Not a Fish in all my Brook That shall disobey thy look But when thou wilt come sliding by And from thy white hand take a fly And to make thee understand How I can my waves command They shall bubble whilst I sing Sweeter than the silver spring The SONG Do not fear to put thy feet Naked in the River sweet Think not Leach or Newt or Toad Will bite thy foot when thou hast troad Nor let the water rising high As thou wad'st in make thee crie And sob but ever live with me And not a wave shall trouble thee Amo. Immortal power that rul'st this holy flood I know my self unworthy to be woo'd By thee a god for e're this but for
the least too and the dullest water And when her mouth was made for certain Madam Nature intended her a right good stomach Olym. She has a good hand 2 Wom. 'T is good enough to hold fast And strong enough to strangle the neck of a Lute Olym. What think ye of her colour Pet. If it be her own 'T is good black blood right weather-proof I warrant it 2 Wom. What a strange pace she has got Olym. That 's but her breeding Pet. And what a manly body me thinks she locks As though she would pitch the Bar or go to Buffets 2 Wom. Yet her behaviour 's utterly against it For me thinks she is too bashful Olym. Is that hurtful 2 Wom. Even equal to too bold either of 'em Maâ—â—â— May do her injury when time shall serve her Olym. You discourse learnedly call in the wench Ex. Câ—â— What envious fools are you Is the rule general That Women can speak handsomly of none But those they are bred withal Pet. Scarce well of those Madam If they believe they may out shine 'em any way Our natures are like Oyl compound us with any thing Yet still we strive to swim o' th' top Suppose there were here now Now in this Court of Mosco a stranger Princess Of bloud and beauty equal to your excellence As many eyes and services stuck on her What would you think Olym. I would think she might deserve it Pet. Your Grace shall give me leave not to believe ye I know you are a Woman and so humour'd I 'le tell ye Madam I could then get more Gowns on ye More Caps and Feathers more Scarfs and more Silk stockings With rocking you asleep with nightly railings Upon that Woman than if I had nine lives I could wear out by this hand ye 'would scratch her eyes out Olym. Thou art deceiv'd fool Now let your own eye mock ye Enter Gentlewoman and Alinda Come hither Girl hang me and she be not a handsom one Pet. I fear it will prove indeed so Olym. Did you ever serve yet In any place of worth Alin. No Royal Lady Pet. Hold up your head fie Olym. Let her alone stand from her Alin. It shall be now Of all the blessings my poor youth has pray'd for The greatest and the happiest to serve you And might my promise carry but that credit To be believ'd because I am yet a stranger Excellent Lady when I fall from duty From all the service that my life can lend me May everlasting misery then find me Olym. What think ye now I do believe and thank ye And sure I shall not be so far forgetful To see that honest faith die unrewarded What must I call your name Alin. Alinda Madam Olym. Can ye sing Alin. A little when my grief will give me leave Lady Olym. What grief canst thou have Wench Thou art not in love Alin. If I be Madam 't is only with your goodness For yet I never saw that man I sighed for Olym. Of what years are you Alin. My Mother oft has told me That very day and hour this land was blest With your most happy birth I first saluted This worlds fair light Nature was then so busie And all the Graces to adorn your goodness I stole into the world poor and neglected Olym. 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 Alin. 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 morrow Sister O ym A good day to your highness Duk. I am come to pray you use no more perswasions For this old stubborn man nay to command ye His sail is swell'd too full he is grown too insolent Too self affected proud those poor slight services He has done my Father and my self has blown him To such a pitch he flyes to stoop our favours Olym. I am sorry Sir I ever thought those services Both great and noble Bur. However may it please ye But to consider 'em a true hearts Servants Done out of faith to you and not self-fame Do but consider royal Sir the dangers When you have slept secure the mid-night tempests That as he marcht sung through his aged locks When you have fed at full the wants and famins The fires of Heaven when you have found all temperate Death with his thousand doors Duk. I have consider'd No more and that I will have shall be Olym. For the best I hope all still Duk. What handsom wench is that there Olym. My Servant Sir Duk. Prethee observe her Burris Is she not wondrous handsom speak thy freedom Bur. She appears no less to me Sir Duk. Of whence is she Ol. Her Father I am told is a good Gentleman But far off dwelling her desire to serve me Brought her to th' Court and here her friends have left her Du. She may find better friends Ye are welcom fair 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 Ex. Duke and Burris Good morrow Sister Ol. Good morrow to your Grace How the wench blushes How like an Angel now she looks 1 Wom. At first jump Jump into the Dukes arms we must look to you Inâ—â—ed 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 Wom. I fear she 'l milk all the great Courtiers first Olym. This has not made ye proud Al. No certain Madam Olym. It was the Duke that kist ye 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 fear not For vertues sake deliver me from doubts Lady 'T is not the name of King nor all his promises His glories and his greatness stuck about me Can make me prove a Traitor to your service You are my Mistris and my noble Master Your vertues my ambition and your favour The end of all my love and all my fortune And when I fail in that faith Ol. I believe thee Come wipe your eyes I do take you example Pus I would her eyes were out 1 Wom. If the wind stand in this door We shall have but cold custome some trick or other And speedily Pet. Let me alone to think on 't Ol. Come be you near me still Al. With all my duty Exeunt SCENA III. Enter Archas Theodor Putskie Ancient and Souldiers carrying his armour piâ—ce-meale his Colours wound up and his Drums in Cases Theod. This is the heaviest
so may you too You have a house i' th' Country keep you there Sir And when you have rul'd your self teach your Son manners For this time I forgive him Ar. Heaven forgive all And to your Grace a happy and long Rule here And you Lord General may your fights be prosperous In all your Course may Fame and Fortune court you Fight for your Country and your Princes safety Boldly and bravely face your Enemy And when you strike strike with that killing Vertue As if a general Plague had seiz'd before ye Danger and doubt and labour cast behind ye And then come home an old and noble Story Bur. A little comfort Sir Du As little as may be Farewel you know your limit Ex. Duke c. Bur. Alas brave Gentleman Ar. I do 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 thank my honesty have stood him That audit's cast farewel my honest Souldiers Give me your hands farewel farewel good Ancient A stout man and a true thou art come in sorrow Blessings upon your Swords may they ne'r fail ye You do but change a man your fortune 's constant That by your ancient Valours is ty'd fast still Be valiant still and good and when ye fight next When flame and fury make but one face of horrour When the great rest of all your honour 's up When you would think a Spell to shake the enemy Remember me my Prayers shall be with ye So once again farewel Puts Let 's wait upon ye Ar. No no it must not be I have now left me A single Fortune to my self no more Which needs no train nor complement good Captain You are an honest and a sober Gentleman And one I think has lov'd me Puts I am sure on 't Ar. Look to my Boy he 's grown too headstrong for me And if they think him fit to carry Arms still His life is theirs I have a house i' th' Country And when your better hours will give you liberty See me you shall be welcome Fortune to ye Exit Anc. I 'll cry no more that will do him no good And 't will but make me dry and I have no money I 'll fight no more and that will do them harm 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 Devil didst possess the Duke With these malicious thoughts mark what I say to thee A Plague upon thee that 's but the Preamble Sold. O take the Pox too Anc. They 'll cure one another I must have none but kills and those kill stinking Or look ye let the single Pox possess them Or Pox upon Pox. Puts That 's but ill i' th' arms Sir Anc. 'T is worse i' th' Legs I would not wish it else And may those grow to scabs as big as Mole-hills And twice a day the Devil with a Curry-Comb Scratch 'em and scrub 'em I warrant him he has ' em Sold. May he be ever lowzie Anc. That 's a pleasure The Beggar 's Lechery sometimes the Souldiers May he be ever lazie stink where he stands And Maggots breed in 's Brains 2 Sold I marry Sir May he fall mad in love with his Grand-mother And kissing her may her teeth drop into his mouth And one fall cross his throat then let him gargle Enter a Post Puts Now what 's the matter Post Where 's the Duke pray Gentlemen Puts Keep on your way you cannot miss Post I thank ye Exit Anc. If he be married may he dream he 's cuckol'd And when he wakes believe and swear he saw it Sue a Divorce and after find her honest Then in a pleasant Pigstye with his own garters And a fine running knot ride to the Devil Puts If these would do Anc. I 'll never trust my mind more If all these fail 1 Sold. What shall we do now Captain For by this honest hand I 'll be torn in pieces Unless my old General go or some that love him And love us equal too before I fight more I can make a Shooe yet and draw it on too If I like the Leg well Anc. Fight 't is likely No there will be the sport Boys when there 's need on 's They think the other Crown will do will carry us And the brave golden Coat of Captain Cankro Boroskie What a noise his very name carries 'T is Gun enough to fright a Nation He needs no Souldiers if he do for my part I promise ye he 's like to seek 'em so I think you think too And all the Army No honest brave old Archas We cannot so soon leave thy memory So soon forget thy goodness he that does The scandal and the scumm of Arms be counted Puts You much rejoice me now you have hit my meaning I durst not press ye till I found your spirits Continue thus Anc. I 'll go and tell the Duke on 't Enter 2 Post Puts No no he 'll find it soon enough and fear it When once occasion comes Another Packet From whence Friend come you 2 Post From the Borders Sir Puts What news Sir I beseech you 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 Boys brave news Boys 2 Post Either we must have present help Anc. Still braver 2 Post Where lies the Duke Sold. He 's there 2 Post 'Save ye Gentlemen Exit Anc. We are safe enough I warrant thee Now the time 's come Puts I now 't is come indeed and now stand firm Boys And let 'em burn on merrily Anc. This City would make a fine marvellous 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 storm When they hear the news once Enter Boroskie and Servant Puts Here 's one has heard it already Room for the General Boros Say I am faln exceeding sick o'th'sudden And am not like to live Puts If ye go on Sir For they will kill ye certainly they look for ye Anc. I see your Lordship 's bound take a suppository 'T is I Sir a poor cast Flag of yours The foolish Tartars They burn and kill and 't like your honour kill us Kill with Guns with Guns my Lord with Guns Sir What says your Lordship to a chick in sorrel sops Puts Go go thy ways old true-penny Thou hast but one fault thou art ev'n too valiant Come to'th'Army Gentlemen and let 's make them acquainted Sold. Away we are for ye Exeunt SCENE IV. Enter Alinda and two Gentlewomen Alin. Why whither run ye Fools will ye leave my Lady Petes The Tartar
Al. I and the vice too Madam goodness bless me How sit 't is for my singer 2 W. No doubt you 'l find too A finger fit for you Al. Siâ—â—ah Petesâ—a What wilt thou give me for the good that follows 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 Olym. 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 less serve ye Al. In ten thousand smiles Olym. Heaven bless the wench Al. With eyes that will not be deni'd to enter And such soft sweet embraces take it from me I am undone else Madam I 'm lost else Olym. What ailes the girle Al. How suddenly I 'm alter'd And grown my self again do not you feel it Olym. Wear that and I 'le wear this I 'le try the strength on 't Al. How cold my bloud grows now Here 's sacred vertue When I leave to honour this Every hour to pay a kiss When each morning I arise Or I forget a sacrifice When this figure in my faith And the pureness that it hath I pursue not with my will Neater to arrive at still When I lose or change this Jewel Flie me faith and heaven be cruel Olym. You have half confirm'd me Keep but that way sure And what this charm can doe let me endure Exeunt SCENA III. Enter Archas Theodore 2 Daughters Honora and Viola Ar. Carry your self discreetly it concerns me The Duke 's come in none of your froward passions Nor no distasts to any Prethee Theodor By my life boy 't will ruine me The. I have done Sir So there be no foul 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 mean well Ar. Is' t fit you be a Judge sirrah The. 'T is fit I feel Sir Ar. Get a banquet ready And trim your selves up handsomly The. To what end Do you mean to make 'em whores Hang up a sign than And set 'em out to Livery Ar. Whose son 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 own breed too of mine own blood 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 own I have no share in 't Yet if it do fall out so as I fear 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 ask as duty with my life Sir Had you but thought me worthy of your hazards Which heaven preserve ye from and keep the Duke too And there 's an end of my wishes God be with ye Exit Ar. Stubborn yet full of that we all love honesty Enter Burris Lord Burris where 's the Duke Bur. In the great chamber Sir And there stayes till he see you ye ' have a fine house here Ar. A poor contented lodge unfit for his presence Yet all the joy it hath Bur. I hope a great one and for your good brave Sir Ar. I thank ye Lord And now my service to the Duke Bur. I 'le wait on ye Exeunt Enter Duke Boroskey Gent. and Attendants Duke May this be credited Bor. Disgrace me else And never more with favour look upon me Duke It seems impossible Bor. It cannot chuse Sir Till your own eyes behold it but that it is so And that by this means the too haughtie Souldier Has been so cramm'd and fed he cares not for ye Believe 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 thank ye for your service Ar. 'T was so poor Sir In true respect of what I owe your Highness It merits nothing Du. Are these fair ones yours Lord Ar. Their Mother made me think so Sir Du. Stand up Ladies Beshrew my heart they are fair ones methinks fitter The lustre of the Court than thus live darken'd I would see your house Lord Archas it appears to me A handsom pile Ar. 'T is neat but no great structure I 'le be your Graces guide give me the keyes there Du. Lead on we 'l follow ye begin with the Gallery I think that 's one Arc. 'T is so and 't please ye Sir The rest above are lodgings all Du. Go on Sir Exeunt SCENE IV. Enter Theodore Putskey and Ancient Puts The Duke gone thither do you say The. Yes marry do I And all the Ducklings too but what they 'll do there Puts I hope they 'll crown his service The. With a Custard This is no weather for rewards they crown his service Rather they go to shave his Crown I was rated As if had been a Dog had worried Sheep out of doors For making but a doubt Puts They must now grace him The. Mark but the end Anc. I am sure they should reward him they cannot want him The. They that want honesty want any thing Puts The Duke is so noble in his own thoughts The. That I grant ye If those might only sway him but 't is most certain So many new born Flies his light gave life to Buzze in his beams Flesh-flies and Butterflies Hornets and humming Scarabs that not one honey Bee That 's loaden with true labour and brings home Encrease and Credit can ' scape rifling And what she sucks for sweet they turn to bitterness Anc. Shall we go see what they do and talk our mind to ' em Puts That we have done too much and to no purpose Anc. Shall we be hang'd for him I have a great mind to be hang'd now For doing some brave thing for him a worse end will take mâ— And for an action of no worth not honour him Upon my Conscience even the Devil the very Devil Not to belie him thinks him an honest man I am sure he has sent him souls any time these twenty years Aâ—â—e to furnish all his Fish-markets The. Leave thy talking And come let 's go to dinner and drink to him We shall hear more ere supper time if he be honour'd He has deserv'd it well and we shall sight for 't If he be ruin'd so we know the worst then And for my self
strength to touch him Rol. I prethee look upon me turn not from me Alas I do confess I 'me made of mischiefs Begot with all mans miseries upon me But see my sorrows maid and do not thou Whose only sweetest sacrifice is softness Whose true condition tenderness of nature Edi. My anger melts Oh I shall lose my justice Rol. Do not thou learn to kill with cruelty As I have done to murther with thy eyes Those blessed eyes as I have done with malice When thou hast wounded me to death with scorn As I deserve it Lady for my true love When thou hast loaden me with earth for ever Take heed my sorrows and the stings I suffer Take heed my nightly dreams of death and horrour Pursue thee not no time shall tell thy griefs then Nor shall an hour of joy adde to thy beauties Look not upon me as I kill'd thy Father As I was smear'd in blood do not thou hate me But thus in whiteness of my wash't repentance In my hearts tears and truth of love to Edith In my fair life hereafter Edi. He will fool me Rol. Oh with thine Angel eyes behold and close me Of Heaven we call for mercy and obtain it To Justice for our right on Earth and have it Of thee I beg for love save me and give it Edi. Now heaven thy help or I am gone for ever His tongue has turn'd me into melting pity Enter Hamond and Guard Ham. Keep the doors safe and upon pain of death Let no man enter till I give the word Guard We shall Sir Exeunt Ham. Here he is in all his pleasure I have my wish Rol. How now why dost thou stare so Edi. A help I hope Rol. What dost thou here who sent thee Ham. My Brother and the base malicious Office Thou mad'st me do to Aubrey pray Rol. Pray Ham. Pray pray if thou canst pray I shall kill thy soul else Pray suddenly Rol. Thou can'st not be so trayterous Ham. It is a Justice stay Lady For I perceive your end a womans hand Must not rob me of vengeance Edi. 'T is my glory Ham. 'T is mine stay and share with me by the gods Rollo There is no way to save thy life Rol. No Ham. No it is so monstrous no repentance cures it Rol. Why then thou shalt kill her first and what this blood Will cast upon thy cursed head Ham. Poor Guard Sir Edi. Spare not brave Captain Rol. Fear or the Devil has thee Ham. Such fear Sir as you gave your honor'd Mother When your most vertuous Brother shield-like held her Such I 'le give you put her away Rol. I will not I will not die so tamely Ham. Murtherous villain wilt thou draw seas of blood upon thee Edi. Fear not kill him good Captain any way dispatch Him my body 's honor'd with that sword that through me Sends his black soul to Hell Oh but for one hand Ham. Shake him off bravely Edi. He 's too strong strike him Ham. Oh am I with you Sir now keep you from him What has he got a knife Edi. Look to him Captain for now he will be mischievous Ham. Do you smile Sir Do's it so tickle you have at you once more Edi. Oh bravely thrust take heed he come not in Sir To him again you give him too much respite Rol. Yet will you save my life and I 'le forgive thee And give thee all all honours all advancements Call thee my friend Ed. Strike strike and hear him not His tongue will tempt a Saint Rol. Oh for my soul sake Edi. Save nothing of him Ham. Now for your farewel Are you so wary take you that Rol. Thou that too Oh thou hast kill'd me basely basely basely Dyes Edi. The just reward of murther falls upon thee How do you Sir has he not hurt you Ham. No I feel not any thing Aub. I charge you let us passe within Gua. You cannot yet Sir Aub. I 'le make way then Gua. We are sworn to our Captain and till he give the word Enter Sophia Matilda Aubrey Lords and attendants Ham. Now let them in there Sop. Oh here he lies Sorrow on sorrow seeks me Oh in his blood he lyes Aub. Had you spoke sooner This might have been prevented Take the Dutchess And lead her off this is no sight for her eyes Mat. Oh bravely done wench Edi. There stands the noble doer Mat. My honour ever seek thee for thy justice Oh 't was a deed of high and brave adventure A justice even for heaven to envy at Farewel my sorrows and my tears take truce My wishes are come round Oh bloody Brother Till this hour never beauteous till thy life Like a full sacrifie for all thy mischiefs Flow'd from thee in these rivers never righteous Oh how my eyes are quarri'd with their joys now My longing heart even leaping out for lightness But dye thy black sins with thee I forgive thee Aub. Who did this deed Ham. I and I 'le answer it Dies Edi. He faints oh that same cursed knife has kill'd him Aub. How Edi. He snatch'd it from my hand for whom I bore it And as they grappl'd Aub. Justice is ever equal Had it not been on him th'adst dy'd too honest Did you know of his death Edi. Yes and rejoyce in 't Aub. I 'me sorry for your youth then though the strictness Of Law shall not fall on you that of life Must presently go to a Cloyster carry her And there for ever lead your life in penitence Edi. Best Father to my soul I give you thanks Sir And now my fair revenges have their ends My vows shall be my kin my prayers my friends Exit Enter Latorch and Juglers Lat. Stay there I 'le step in and prepare the Duke Nor. We shall have brave rewards Fis That is without question Lat. By this time where 's my hussing friend Lord Aubrey Where 's that good Gentleman oh I could laugh now And burst my self with meer imagination A wise man and a valiant man a just man To suffer himself be juggl'd out of the world By a number of poor Gipseys farewel Swash buckler For I know thy mouth is cold enough by this time A hundred of ye I can shave as neatly And ne'r draw bloud in shew now shall my honour My power and vertue walk alone my pleasure Observ'd by all all knees bend to my worship All sutes to me as Saint of all their fortunes Prefer'd and crowded to what full place of credit And what place now your Lordship no 't is common But that I 'le think to morrow on now for my business Aub. Who 's there Lat. Dead my Master dead Aubrey alive too Gua. Latorch Sir Aub. Seize his body Lat. My Master dead Aub. And you within this half hour Prepare your self good Devil you must to it Millions of gold shall not redeem thy mischief Behold the Justice of thy practice villain The mass of murthers thou hast drawn upon us Behold thy doctrine you
his cold stone took life You do not know with what zeal I shall ask Sir And what rare miracle that may work upon ye Still blush prescribe your Law Val. I prethee pardon me To bed and I 'le sit by thee and mourn with thee Mourn both our fortunes our unhappy ones Do not despise me make me not more wretched I pray to Heaven when I am gone Evanthe As my poor date is but a span of time now To recompence thy noble patience Thy love and vertue with a fruitfull husband Honest and honourable Evant Come you have made me weep now All fond desire dye here and welcom chastity Honour and chastity do what you please Sir Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter at one door Rugio and Frier Marco at the other door Sorano with a little glass viol Rug. WHat all 's this piece of mischief to look sad He seems to weep too Mar. Something is a hatching And of some bloody nature too Lord Rugio This Crocodile mourns thus cunningly Sor. Hail holy Father And good day to the good Lord Rugio How fares the sad Prince I beseech ye Sir Rug. 'T is like you know you need not ask that question You have your eyes and watches on his miseries As near as ours I would they were as tender Mar. Can you do him good as the King and you appointed him So he is still as you desir'd I think too For every day he is worse Heaven pardon all Put off your sorrow you may laugh now Lord He cannot last long to disturb your Master You have done worthy service to his Brother And he most memorable love Sor. You do not know Sir With what remorse I ask nor with what weariness I groan and bow under this load of honour And how my soul sighs for the beastly services I have done his pleasures these be witness with me And from your piety believe me Father I would as willingly unclothe my self Of title 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 slung on my weakness And chuse to serve my countries cause and vertues Poorly and honestly and redeem my ruines As I would hope remission of my mischiefs Rug. Old and experienc'd men my Lord Sorano Are not so quickly caught with gilt hypocrisie You pull your claws in now and sawn upon us As lyons do to intice poor foolish beasts And beasts we should be too if we believ'd ye Go exercise your Art Sor. For Heaven sake scorn me not Nor adde more Hell to my afflicted soul Than I feel here as you are honourable As you are charitable look gently on me I will no more to Court be no more Devil I know I must be hated even of him That was my Love now and the more he loves me For his foul ends when they shall once appear to him Master 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 again his heart is toucht sure with remorse Sor. See this and give me fair attention good my Lord And worthy Father see within this viol 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 part and call'd me to an audit Of my misdeeds and mischiefs 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 Worship and courted what did this avail me I was a wretch a poor lost wretch Mar. Still better Sor. Till in the midst of all my grief I found Repentance and a learned man to give the means to it A Jew an honest and a rare Physician Of him I had this Jewel 't is a Jewel 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 child may take it 't is so sweet in working Mar. To whom would you apply it Sor. To the sick Prince It will in half a day dissolve his melancholy Rug. I do believe 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 again in Naples And great Alphonso reign that 's truly good And like himself able to make all excellent Give him this drink and this good health unto him Drinks I am not so desperate yet to kill my self Never look 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 chearfully it works now Upon my heart and head sure I am a new man There is no sadness that I feel 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 than I ever was And worthier of the name of evil subjects If but an hour 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 hear on 't and carry it close my Lords Mar. Yes good Sorano Ex. Rugio Marco Sor. Do my good fools my honest pious coxcombs My wary fools too have I caught your wisedoms You never dream't I knew an Antidote Nor how to take it to secure mine own life I am an Asse go give him the fine cordial And when you have done go dig his grave good Frier Some two hours hence we shall have such a bawling And roaring up and down for Aqua vitae Such rubbing and such nointing and such cooling I have sent him that will make a bonfire 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 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 breaks not into fury I must yet torture him a little further And make my self sport with his miseries My anger is too poor else Here he comes Enter
but 's grown so humerous Drinks Ale and takes Tobacco as you see Wear's a Steeletto at his Codpeece close Stabs on the least occasion stroaks his beard Which now he puts i' th posture of a T. The Roman T. your T. beard is the fashion And twifold doth express the enamour'd Courtier As full as your fork-carving Travellor On. Oh black clouds of discontent invellop me Garters fly off go Hatband bind the browes Of some dull Citizen that fears to ake And Leg appear now in simplicity Without the trapings of a Courtier Burst Bottons burst your Bachelor is worm'd Cra. A worm-eaten Batchelor th' rt indeed On. And Devil melancholly possesses me now Vnc. Cross him not in this fit I advise you Sir On. Dye crimson Rose that didst adorn these cheeks For ytch of love is now broke forth on me Vnc. Poor Boy 't is true his wrists and hands are scabby On. Burn eyes out in your sockets sink and stink Teeth I will pick ye to the very bones Hang hair like Hemp or like the Isling Curs For never Powder nor the Crisping-iron Shall touch these dangling locks oh Ruby lips Love hath to you been like Wine-vinegar Now you look wan and pale lips ghosts ye are And my disgrace sharper than Mustard-seed Cra. How like a Chaundler he do's vent his passions Risum teneatis On. Well sung the Poet Love is a golden hubo full of Dreams That ripen'd breaks and fills us with extreams Tut. A gold buble pupill Oh gross soâ—aecisme To chaster eares that understand the Latine On. I will not be corrected now I am in love revenge is now the Cud That I do chaw I 'll challenge him Cra. I marry Sir Vnc. Your honor bids you Nephew on and prosper On. But none will bear it from me times are dangerous Cra. Carry it your self man On. Tutor your counsel Il'l do nothing Sir Without him Vnc. This may rid thee valiant Cuz Whom I have kept this forty year my Ward Fain would I have his state and now of late He did inquire at Ephesus for his age But the Church Book being burnt with Dian's Temple He lost his ayme I have try'd to famish him Marry he 'll live o' th stones and then for Poysons He is an Antidote ' gainst all of 'em He sprung from Mithridates he is so dry and hot He will eat Spiders faster than a Monkey His Maw unhurt keeps Quicksilver like a bladder The largest dole of Camphire Opium Harmes not his Brain I think his Skul 's as empty As a suckt Egg â—triol and Oyle of Tartar He wil eat tosts of Hâ—nbane I am sure And Hemlock I have made his Pot-herbs often Cra. If he refuse you yours is then the honor If he accept he being so great you may Crave both to choose the Weapon time and place Which may be ten years hence and Calicut Or underneath the line to avoid advantage On. I am resolved Tut By your favor Pupill Whence shall this challeâ—ge â—ise for you must ground it On some such fundamental base or matter As now the Gentry set their lives upon Did you ere cheat him at some Ordinary And durst he say so and be angry if thus Then you must challenge him hath he call'd your whore Whore though she be beside yours twenty mens Your honor reputation is touched then And you must challenge him Has he deny'd On thirty damme's to accommodate money Though he have broke threescore before to you Here you must challenge him Durst he ever shun To drink two pots of Ale wi' ye or to wench Though weighty business otherwise importun'd He is a proud Lord And you may challenge him Has he familiarly Dislik'd your yellow Starch or said your Dublet Was not exactly frenchisi'd or that that report In fair terms was untrue or drawn your Sword Cry'd 't was ill mounted Has he given the lye In circle or oblique or semi-circle Or direct parrallel you must challenge him On. He never gave my direct apparrel the lye in '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 avoiding 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 Town Is all in uproar and the Prince our Master Seis'd by Leonidas and Agenor carried And Priâ—oner kept i'thâ— 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 Queen refuses to dâ— 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 Vnc. What will become of us Nea. And she hath given Commission to Euphanes And Conon who have â—avied men already With violence to surprize the Towâ—e and take ' em What will you do Cra. Along wi' ye and prevent A farther mischief Gentlemen our intents We must defer you are the Princes followers Nea. Will ye walk with us Vnc. You shall pardon us Tut. We are his followers afar off you know And are contented to continue so Exit Crates and Neant Onos Sir Boy Page Sir Fool 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 bear As does the Poles on Corinth Bridge the Traitors Why you three Nine-pins you talk of my Lord And challenges you shall not need come draw His Page is able to swindge three such whelpes Uncle 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 bâ—ing a Boy I am fitter to encounter A Child in Law as you are under twenty Thou sot thou three-score Sot and that 's a Child Again I grant you Vnc. 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 self i' the Cabbin and the Fight done Peep'd above Hatches and cry'd Have we taken Or are we tane Come I do want a slipper But this shall serve Swear all as I would have you Or I will call some dozen brother Pages They are not far off I am sure and we will blancket You untill you piss again All. Nay we will swear Sir Pag. T' is your best course First you shall swear never to name my Lord Or hear 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 Than you three
to bed let him rowl his feet in the warm embers and I warrant you he shall be well and you may make him put his fingers between his toes and smell to them it 's very soveraign for his head if he be cosâ—ive Mist mer. Master Knight of the burning Pestle my son Michael and I bid you farewell I thank your Worship hartily for your kindness Rafe Fare-well fair Lady and your tender Squire If pricking through these Desarts I do hear Of any traiterous Knight who through his guile Hath light upon your Casket and your Purse I will despoil him of them and restore them Mist mer. I thank your Worship Exit with Michael Rafe Dwarf bear my shield Squire elevate my lance And now farewell you Knight of holy Bell Cit. I I Rafe all is paid Rafe But yet before I go speak worthy Knight If oft you do of sad adventures know Where errant Knights may through his prowess win Eternal fame and free some gentle souls From endless bounds of steel and lingring pain Host Sirrah go to Nick the Barber and bid him prepare himself as I told you before quickly Tap. I am gone Sir Exit Tapster Host Sir Knight this wilderness affordeth none But the great venture where full many a Knight Hath tried his prowess and come off with shame And where I would not have you loose your life Against no man but furious fiend of Hell Rafe Speak on Sir Knight tell what he is and where For here I vow upon my blazing badge Never to blaze a day in quietness But bread and water will I only eat And the green herb and rock shall be my couch Till I have queld that man or beast or fiend That works such damage to all Errant Knights Host Not far from hence near a craggy cliff At the North end of this distressed Town There doth stand a lowly house Ruggedly builded and in it a Cave In which an ugly Giant now doth won Ycleped Barbaroso in his hand He shakes a naked Lance of purest steel With sleeves turn'd up and him before he wears A motly garment to preserve his clothes From blood of those Knights which he massacres And Ladies Gentle without his door doth hang A copper bason on a prickant Spear At which no sooner gentle Knights can knock But the shrill sound fierce Barbaroso hears And rushing forth brings in the Errant Knight And sets him down in an inchanted chair Then with an Engine which he hath prepar'd With forty teeth he claws his courtly crown Next makes him wink and underneath his chin He plants a brazen piece of mighty board And knocks his bullets round about his cheeks Whilst with his fingers and an instrument With which he snaps his hair off he doth fill The wretches ears with a most hideous noyse Thus every Knight Adventurer he doth trim And now no creature dares encounter him Rafe In Gods name I will fight with him kind sir Go but before me to this dismal Cave Where this huge Giant Barbaroso dwells And by that virtue that brave Rosicleere That damn'd brood of ugly Giants slew And Palmerin Frannarco overthrew I doubt not but to curb this Traytor foul And to the Devil send his guilty Soul Host Brave sprighted Knight thus far I will perform This your request I 'll bring you within sight Of this most loathsome place inhabited By a more lothsome man but dare not stay For his main force swoops all he sees away Rafe Saint George set on before march Squire and Page Exeunt Wife George dost think Rafe will confound the Giant Cit. I hold my cap to a farthing he does why Nell I saw him wrestle with the great Dutchman and hurle him Wife Faith and that Dutchman was a goodly man if all things were answerable to his bigness and yet they say there was a Scottishman higher than he and that they two and a Knight met and saw one another for nothing but of all the sights that ever were in London since I was married methinks the little child that was so fair grown about the members was the prettiest that and the Hermaphrodite Cit. Nay by your leave Nil Ninivie was better Wife Ninivie O that was the story of Jone and the wall was it not George Cit. Yes lamb Enter Mistris Merry-totgght Wife Look George here comes Mistris Merry-thoughauh ain and I would have Rafe come and fight with the Gyant I tell you true I long to see 't Cit. Good Mistriss Merri-thought be aone I pray you for my sake I pray you forbear a little you shall have audience presently I have a little business Wife Mistris Merri-thought if it please you to refrain your passion a little till Rafe have dispatcht the Giant out of the way we shall think our selves much bound to thank you I thank you good Mistris Merri-thought Exit Mist Merry-thought Enter a Boy Cit. Boy come hither send away Rafe and this whoreson Giant quickly Boy In good faith sir we cannot you 'l utterly spoil our Play and make it to be hist and it cost money you will not suffer us to go on with our plots I pray Gentlemen rule him Cit. Let him come now and dispatch this and I 'll trouble you no more Boy Will you give me your hand of that Wife Give him thy hand George do and I 'll kiss him I warrant thee the youth means plainly Boy I 'll send him to you presently Exit Boy Wife I thank you little youth feth the child hath a sweet breath George but I think it be troubled with the Worms Carduus Benedictus and Mares milk were the only thing in the world for 't O Rafe's here George God send thee good luck Rafe Enter Rafe Host Squire and Dwarf Host Puissant Knight yonder his Mansion is Lo where the Spear and Copper Bason are Behold the string on which hangs many a tooth Drawn from the gentle jaw of wandring Knights I dare not stay to sound he will appear Exit Host Rafe O faint not heart Susan my Lady dear The Coblers Maid in Milkstreet for whose sake I take these Arms O let the thought of thee Carry thy Knight through all adventurous deeds And in the honor of thy beauteous self May I destroy this monster Barbaroso Knock Squire upon the Bason till it break Enter Barba With the shrill strokes or till the Giant spake Wife O George the Giant the Giant now Rafe for thy life Bar. What fond unknowing wight is this that dares So rudely knock at Barbarossa's Cell Where no man comes but leaves his fleece behind Rafe I traiterous Caitiffe who am sent by fate To punish all the sad enormities Thou hast committed against Ladies gentle And Errant Knights Traytor to God and men Prepare thy self this is the dismal hour Appointed for thee to give strict account Of all thy beastly treacherous villanies Bar. Fool-hardy Knight full soon thou shalt aby This fond reproach thy body will I bang He takes down his pole
presently convey you hence Fear nothing dearest love I 'll be your second Lye close so all goes well yet boy Boy At hand Sir Jasp Convey away the Coffin and be wary Boy 'T is done already Jasp Now must I go conjure Exit Enter Merchant Merch. Boy boy Boy Your servant Sir Merch. Do me this kindness boy hold here 's a crown before thou bury the body of this fellow carry it to his old merry father and salute him from me and bid him sing he hath cause Boy I will Sir Merch. And then bring me word what tune he is in and have another crown but do it truly I have fitted him a bargain now will vex him Boy God bless your Worships health Sir Merch. Farewell boy Exeunt Enter Master Merry-thought Wife Ah old Merry-thought art thou there again let 's hear some of thy Songs Old Mer. Who can sing a merrier note Thâ—â— be that cannot change a great Not a Dinner left and yet my heart leaps I do wonder yet as old as I am that any man will follow a Trade or serve that may sing and laugh and walk the streets my wife and both my sons are I know not where I have nothing left nor know I how to come by meat to supper yet am I merry still for I know I shall find it upon the Table at six a Clock therefore hang Thought I would not be a Servingman to carry the cloke-bag still Nor would I be a Fawlconer the greedy Hawkes to fill But I would be in a good house and have a good Master â—o But I would eat and drink of the best and no work would I do This is that keeps life and soul together mirth this is the Philosophers stone that they write so much on that keeps a man ever young Enter a Boy Boy Sir they say they know all your Money is gone and they will trust you for no more drink Old mer. Will they not let 'em chuse the best is I have mirth at home and need not send abroad for that let them keep their drink to themselves For Jillian of Berry she dwells on a hill And she hath good Beer and Ale to sell And of good fellows she thinks no ill And thither will we go now now now and thither Will we go now And when you have made a little stay You need not know what is to pay But kiss your Hostess and go your way And thither c. Enter another Boy 2. Boy Sir I can get no bread for supper Old mer. Hang bread and supper let 's preferve our mirth and we shall never feel hunger I 'll warrant you let 's have a Catch boy follow me come sing this Catch Ho ho no body at home meat nor drink nor money ha we none fill the pot Eedy never more need I. Old mer. So boyes enough follow me let 's change our place and we shall laugh afresh Exeunt Wife Let him go George a shall not have any countenance from us not a good word from any i' th' Company if I may strike stroke in 't Cit. No more a shannot love but Nell I will have Rafe do a very notable matter now to the eternal honour and glory of all Grocers sirrah you there boy can none of you hear Boy Sir your pleasure Cit. Let Rafe come out on May day in the morning and speak upon a Conduit with all his Scarfs about him and his Feathers and his Rings and his Knacks Boy Why sir you do not think of our plot what will become of that then Cit. Why sir I care not what become on 't I 'll have him come out or I 'll fetch him out my self I 'll have something done in honor of the City besides he hath been long enough upon Adventures bring him out quickly for I come amongst you Boy Well sir he shall come out but if our Play miscarry Sir you are like to pay for 't Exit Cit. Bring him away then Wife This will be brave i'faith George shall not he dance the Morrice too for the credit of the Strand Cit. No sweet-heart it will be too much for the boy O there he is Nell he 's reasonable well in reparel but he has not Rings enough Enter Rafe Rafe London to thee I do present the merry Month of May Let each true Subject be content to hear me what I say For from the top of Conduit head as plainly may appear I will both tell my name to you and wherefore I came here My name is Rafe by due descent though not ignoble I Yet far inferiour to the flock of gracious Grocery And by the Common-counsel of my fellows in the Strand With gilded Staff and crossed Skarfe the May-lord here I stand Rejoyce O English hearts rejoyce rejoyce O Lovers dear Rejoyce O City Town and Countrey rejoyce eke every Shire For now the flagrant flowers do spring and sprout in seemly sort The little Birds do sit and sing the Lambs do make fine sport And now the Burchin Tree doth bud that makes the Schoolboy cry The Morrice rings while Hobby horse doth foot it featuously The Lords and Ladies now abroad for their disport and play Do kiss sometimes upon the Grass and sometimes in the Hay Now butter with a leaf of Sage is good to purge the blood Fly Venus and Phlebotomy for they are neither good Now little fish on tender stone begin to cast their bellies And sluggish snails that erst were mute do creep out of their shellies The rumbling Rivers now do warm for little boys to paddle The Sturdy Steed now goes to grass and up they hang his saddle The heavy Hart the blowing Buck the Rascall and the Pricket Are now among the Yeomans Pease and leave the fearful thicket And be like them O you I say of this same noble Town And lift aloft your velvet heads and slipping of your gown With bels on legs and napkins clean unto your shoulders ti'de With Scarfs and Garters as you please and Hey for our Town cry'd March out and shew your willing minds by twenty and by twenty To Hogsdon or to Newington where Ale and Cakes are plenty And let it nere be said for shame that we the youths of London Lay thruming of our caps at home and left our custom undone Vp then I say both young and old both man and maid a Maying With Drums and Guns that bounce aloud and merry Taber playing Which to prolong God save our King and send his Countrey peace And root out Treason from the Land and so my friends I cease Finis Act. 4. Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Merchant solus Merch. I will have no great store of company at the wedding a couple of neighbors and their wives and we will have a Capon in stewed broth with marrow and a good piece of beef stuck with Rose-mary Enter Jasper and his face mealed Jasp Forbear thy pains fond man It is too late Merch. Heaven bless me Jasper Jasp
or by this holy place This Sword shall cut thee into thousand pieces A thousand thousand strow thee ore the Temple A sacrifice to thy black fire the Devil Rod. Tell him you see he 's angry Abd. Let him burst Neither his sword nor anger do I shake at Nor will yield to feed his poor suspitions His idle jealousies and mad dogs heats One thought against my self ye have done a brave deed A manly and a valiant piece of Service When ye have kill'd me reckon 't amongst your Battels I am sorry ye are so poor so weak a Gentleman Able to stand no fortune I dispose of her My mischief make her away a likely project I must play booty against my self if any thing cross ye I am the devil and the devils heir All plagues all mischiefs Mount Will ye leave and do yet Ab. I have done too much Far far too much for such a thankless fellow If I be devil you created me I never knew those arts nor bloody practises o' your cunning heart that mine of mischief Before your flatteries won 'em into me Here did I leave her leave her with that certainty About this hour 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 'll curse thee Roc. I see a light stand close and leave your angers We all miscarry else Enter Gomera Page with Torch Ab. I am now careless Mount Peace prethee peace sweet peace all friends Abd. Stand close then Gom. Wait there Boy with the light till I call to thee In darkness was my soul and sences clouded When my fair Jewel fell the night of jealousie In all her blackness drawn about my judgment No light was let into me to distinguish Betwixt my suddain anger and her honor A blind sad Pilgrimage shall be my pennance No comfort of the day will I look up at Far darker than my jealous Ignorance Each place of my aboad shall be my prayers No ceremonious lights shall set off more Bright Armes and all that carry lustre life Society and solace 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 fair light I could not miss thee Mount I know the tongue would I were out again I have done him too much wrong to look upon him Ab. There is no shifting now boldness 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 go again and never see us Gom. I feel I weep apace but where 's the flood The torrent of my tears to drown my fault in I would I could now like a loaden cloud Begotten in the moist 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 Tomb wide open The Stone off too the body gone by Look to the door Boy keep it fast who are ye What sacrilegious villains false Mounteferrat The woolf to honor has thy hellish hunger Brought thee to tear the body out oth'tomb too Has thy foul mind so far wrought on thee ha Are you there too nay then I spie a villany I never dream'd of yet thou sinful usher Bred from that rottenness that bawd to mischief Do you blush through all your blackness will not that hide it Ab. I cannot speak 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 virtuous fires of valour to fall off Fall off so suddainly and with such foulness As the false Angels did from all their glory Thou art no Knight honor 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 fear and false heart villain Out of close traps and treacheries they have raised thee Mount Thou rav'st old man Gom. Before thou get'st off from me Halst thou the glory of thy first figthts on thee Which thou hast basely lost thy noblest fortunes And in their greatest lustres I would make thee Before we part confess nay kneel and do it Nay crying kneel coldly for mercy crying Thou art the recreant'st Rogue time ever nourish'd Thou art a dog I will make thee swear a dog A mangy Cur-dog do you creep behind the Altar Look how it sweats to shelter such a rascall First with thy venemous tooth infect her chast life And then not dare to do next rob her rest â—teal her dead body out oth'grave Mount I have not Gom. Prethee come out this is no place to â—el in Valiant Mountferrat come Mount I will not stir Gom. Thou hast thy sword about thee That good sword that never faill'd thee prethee come We 'll have but five stroaks for it on on Boy Here 's one would fain be acquainted with thee Would wondrous fain cleave that Calves-head of yours Sir Come prethee let 's dispatch the Moon shines finely Prethee be kill'd by me thou wilt be hang'd else But it may be thou long'st to be hang'd Roc. Out with him Sir You shall have my sword too when he 's dispatch'd once We have the world before us Gom. Wilt thou walk fellow I never knew a Rogue hang arse-ward so And such a desperate knave too Ab. Pray go with him Something I 'll promise too Mount You would be kill'd then No remedy I see Gom. If thou dar'st do it Mount Yes now I dare lead out I 'll follow presently Under the Mount I 'll meet ye Gom. Go before me â—'ll have ye in a string too Mount As I am a Gentleman And by this holy place I will not fail thee Fear not thou shalt be kill'd take my word for it â— will not fail Gom. If thou scap'st thou hast Cats luck The Mount Mount The same make hast I am there before else Gom. Go get ye home now if he scape I am a Coward Mount Well now I am resolv'd and he shall find it Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Miranda Lucinda Collonna Mir. How is it with the Lady Luc. Sir as well As it can be with one who feeling knowes now What is the curse the divine justice lay'd On the first sinful woman Mir. Is she in travel Luc. Yes sir and yet the troubles of her mind Afflict her more than what her body suffers For in the extremity of her pain me cryes out Why am I here Where is my Lord Gomera
to abuse a Husband To ruine my fair fame Cla. Good Isabella Isab No handsome man nor any thing to doat on No face no tongue to catch me poor at all points And I an ass Cla. Why do ye wrong me Lady If I were thus and had no youth upon me My service of so mean a way to win ye Which you your self are conscious must deserve ye If you had thrice the beauty you possess must reach ye If in my tongue your fame lay wrack'd 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 contemn 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 own follies And task my self with indiscretion For doating on a face so poor 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 he lov'd me Cla. Do you doubt now Isab I do not doubt but he that would profess this And bear that full affection you make shew of Should do Cla. What should I do Isab I cannot shew ye Cla. I 'll try thee damnedst Devil hark ye Lady No man shall dare do more no service top me I 'll marry ye Isab How Sir Cla. Your Husband 's sentenc'd And he shall dye Isab Dye Cla. Dye for ever to ye The danger is mine own Isab Dye did ye tell me Cla. He shall dye I have cast the way Isab Oh foul man Malicious bloody man Enter Lopez Lop. When shall he dye Sir By whom and how Cla. Hast thou betraid me woman Isab Base man thou would'st eave ruin'd me my name too And like a Toad poison'd my virtuous memory Further than all this dost thou see this friend here This only friend shame take thy Lust and thee And shake thy soul his life the life I love thus My life in him my only life thou aim'st at Cla. Am I catcht thus Lop. The Law shall catch ye better Isab You make a trade of betraying Womens honors And think it noble in ye to be lustful Report of me hereafter Cla. Fool'd thus finely Lop. I must intreat ye walk Sir to the Justice Where if he 'll bid ye kill me Cla. Pray stay awhile Sir I must use a Players shift do you know me now Lady Lop. Your brother Claudio sure Isab Oh me 't is he Sir Oh 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 hour preserve that happiness Be no more fool'd with jealousie Lop. I have lost it And take me now new born again new natur'd Isab I do and to that promise tye this faith Never to have a false thought tempt my virtue Lop. Enough enough I must desire your presence My Cosin Rhodope has sent in all haste for us I am sure you will be welcome Cla. I 'll wait on ye Lop. What the Project is Isab We shall know when we are there Sir Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Dutchess Syenna Lords Sylvio Dutch Joy to you Silvio and your young fair Bride You have stolen a day upon us you cannot wooe Sir Sil. The joyes of Hell hang over me oh mischief To what a fortune has the Devil driven me Am I reserv'd for this Sy. Beshrew me Sir But you have gotten you a right fair bedfellow Let you alone to chuse Sil. I beseech your Grace 'T is misery enough to have met the Devil Not mens reproaches too Sy. How old is she Dutch A very Girl 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 breed on What a sweet timber'd body Dutch 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 Dutch And that fine little eye to it like an Elephant's Lord. Yes if her feet were round and her ears sachels Sy. For any thing we know Sil. Have ye no mercy No pity in your bloods to use a wretch thus You Princes in whose hearts the best compassions Nearest to those in Heaven should find fit places Why do you mock at misery fling scorns and baseness Upon his broken back that sinks with sorrows Heaven may reward you too and an hour come When all her great designes shall shew ridiculous And your hearts pinch'd like mine Musick in divers places Dutch Fie Sir so angry Upon your wedding day go smug your self The Maid will come anon what Musick 's this Sy. I warrant you some noble preparation Dutch Let 's take our places then Sil. More of these Devils dumps Must I be ever haunted with these witchcrafts Enter a Masquerado of several shapes and Dances 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. Room room for merry spirits room Hither on command we come From the good old Beldam sent Cares and sorrows to prevent 2. Look up Silvio smile and sing After winter comes a Spring 1. Fear not faint fool what may follow Eyes that now are sunk and hollow By her Art may quick return To their flames again and burn 2. Art commands all youth and blood Strength and beauty it makes good 1. Fear not then despair not sing Round about as we do spring Cares and sorrows cast away This is the old wives Holy-day Dance here then enter Belvidere Dutch Who is this Sy. The shape of Belvidere Bel. Now Silvio How dost thou like me now Sil. Thus I kneel to thee Bel. Stand up and come no nearer mark me well too For if thou troublest me I vanish instantly Now chuse wisely or chuse never One thou must enjoy for ever Dost thou love me thus Sil. Most dearly Bel. Take heed fool it concerns thee nearly If thou wilt have me young and bright Pleasing to thine eye and sight Courtly and admir'd of all Take heed lest thy fame do fall I shall then be full of scorn Wanton proud beware the horn Hating what I lov'd before Flattery apt to fall before All consuming nothing getting Thus thy fair name comes to setting But if old and free from these Thou shalt chuse me I shall please I shall then maintain thee
travel Enter Rowland Livia Byancha and Tranio Petro. What have we here Row Another Morris Sir That you must pipe too Tra. A poor married couple Desire an offering Sir Bya. Never frown at it You cannot mend it now there 's your own hand And yours Moroso to confirm the bargain Petron. My hand Mor. Or mine Bya. You 'll find it so Petro. A trick By a trick Bya. Yes Sir we trickt ye Liv. Father Petro. Hast thou lain with him speak Liv. Yes truly Sir Petro. And hast thou done the deed boy Row I have Sir That that will serve the turn I think Petru. A match then I 'll be the maker up of this Moroso There 's now no remedy you see be willing Mor be or be not he must have the wench Mor. Since I am over-reach'd let 's into dinner And if I can I 'll drink 't away Tra. That 's well said Petro. Well sirrah you have plaid a trick look to 't And let me be a Grandsire within 's twelve-month Or by this hand I 'll curtail half your fortunes Row There shall not want my labour Sir your money Here 's one has undertaken Tra. Well I 'll trust her And glad I have so good a pawn Row I 'll watch ye Petru. Let 's in and drink of all hands and be jovial I have my Colt again and now she carries And Gentlemen whoever marries next Let him be sure he keep him to his Text. Exeunt EPILOGUE THe Tamer 's tam'd but so as nor the men Can find one just cause to complain of when They fitly do consider in their lives They should not reign as Tyrants o'er their wives Nor can the Women from this president Insult or triumph it being aptly meant To teach both Sexes due equality And as they stand bound to love mutually If this effect arising from a cause Well laid and grounded may deserve applause We something more than hope our honest ends Will keep the Men and Women too our friends THE ISLAND PRINCESS A Tragi-Comedy The Persons represented in the Play King of Sidore an Island Suitors to the Princess Quisara King of Bakam King of Siana Governor of Terna an Issand An ill man Ruy Dias a Captain of Portugal also suitor to the Prin. Piniero Nephew to Ruy Dias a merry Captain Soldiers and Friends to Piniero Christophero Pedro Armusia a noble daring Portugueze in love with the Princess companions to Armusia and his valiant followers Soza Emanuel Keeper Moors Guard Captain Citizens Townsmen Women Quisara the Island Princess Sister to the King of Sidore Quisaâ—a Aunt to the Princess Panura Waiting-woman to the Princess Quisara Citizens wives The Scene India The Principal Actors were John Lowin John Vnderwood William Eglestone Rich. Sharpe Joseph Tailor Robert Benfield George Birch Tho. Polard Actus Primus Scaena Prima A Bell Rings Enter Pymero Christophero and Pedro. Pymero. OPen the Ports and see the Watch reliev'd And let the guards be careful of their business Their vigilant eyes fixt on these Islanders They are false and desperate people when they find The least occasion open to encouragement Cruel and crafty souls believe me Gentlemen Their late attempt which is too fresh amongst us In which against all arms and honesty The Governor of Ternata made surprize Of our Confederate the King of Tidore As for his recreation he was rowing Between both Lands bids us be wise and circumspect Chr. It was a mischief suddenly imagin'd And as soon done that Governor 's a fierce knave Unfaithful as he is fierce too there 's no-trusting But I wonder much how such poor and base pleasures As tugging at an Oar or skill in Steerage Should become Princes Py. Base breedings love base pleasure They take as much delight in a Baratto A little scurvy boat to row her tightly And have the Art to turn and wind her nimbly Think it as noble too though it be slavish And a dull labour that declines a Gentleman As we Portugals or the Spaniards do in riding In managing a great horse which is princely The French in Courtship or the dancing English In carrying a fair presence Ped. He was strangely taken But where no faith is there 's no trust he has paid for 't His Sister yet the fair and great Quisara Has shew'd a noble mind and much love in 't To her afflicted brother and the nobler still it appears And seasons of more tenderness because his ruin stiles her absolute And his imprisonment adds to her profit Feeling all this which makes all men admire her The warm beams of this fortune that fall on her Yet has she made divers and noble Treaties And propositions for her brothers freedom If wealth or honor Py. Peace peace you are fool'd Sir Things of these natures have strange outsides Pedro And cunning shadows set'em far from us Draw 'em but near they are gross and they abuse us They that observe her close shall find her nature Which I doubt mainly will not prove so excellent She is a Princess and she must be fair That 's the prerogative of being Royal Let her want eyes and nose she must be beauteous And she must know it too and the use of it And people must believe it they are damn'd else Why all our neighbor Princes are mad for her Chr. Is she not fair then Py. But her hopes are fairer And there 's a haughty Master the King of Bakan That lofty Sir that speaks far more and louder In his own commendations than a Cannon He is strucken dumb with her Ped. Beshrew me she is a sweet one Py. And there 's that hopeful man of Syana That sprightly fellow he that 's wise and temperate He is a Lover too Chr. Wou'd I were worth her looking For by my life I hold her a compleat one The very Sun I think affects her sweetness And dares not as he does to all else dye it Into his tauny Livery Py. She dares not see him But keeps her self at distance from his kisses And her complexion in a Case let him but like it A week or two or three she would look like a Lion But the main sport on 't is or rather wonder The Governor of Ternata her mortal enemy He that has catcht her brother King is struck too And is arriv'd under safe conduct also And hostages of worth delivered for him And he brought a Letter from his prisoner Whether compell'd or willingly delivered From the poor King or what else dare be in 't Chr. So it be honourable any thing 't is all one For I dare think she 'll do the best Py. 'T is certain He has admittance and sollicites hourly Now if he have the trick Ped. What trick Py. The true one To take her too if he be but skill'd in Bat-fowling And lime his bush right Chr. I 'll be hang'd when that hits For 't is not a compell'd or forc'd affection That must take her I guess her stout and virtuous But where 's your Uncle Sir our
use him nobly King Had it to me been done I had forgiven it And still preserv'd you fair but to our gods Sir Quisar Methinks I hate 'em now King To our Religion To these to be thus stubborn thus rebellious To threaten them Arm. Use all your violence I ask no mercy nor repent my words I spit at your best powers I serve one Will give me strength to scourge your gods Gov. Away with him Arm. To grind 'em into base dust and disperse 'em That never more their bloudy memories Gov. Clap him close up King Good friend be cooler Arm. Never Your painted Sister I despise too King Softly Arm. And all her devilish Arts laugh and scorn at Mock her blind purposes King You must be temperate Offer him no violence I command you strictly Gov. Now thou art up I shall have time to speak too Quisar Oh how I love this man how truly honor him Exeunt Actus Quintus Seaena Prima Enter Christophero and Pedro at one door Emanuel and Soza at another Chr. DO you know the news Gentlemen Em. Wou'd we knew as well Sir How to prevent it Soz. Is this the love they bear us For our late benefit taken so maliciously And clapt up close is that the thanks they render Ch. It must not be put up thus smother'd slightly 'T is such a base unnatural wrong Ped. I know They may think to doe wonders aim at all And to blow us with a vengeance out o' th' Islands But if we be our selves honest and resolute And continue but Masters of our antient courages Stick close and give no vantage to their villanies Soz. Nay if we saint or fall apieces now We are fools and worthy to be markt for misery Begin to strike at him they are all bound too To cancel his deserts what must we look for If they can carry this Em. I 'll carry coals then I have but one life and one fortune Gentlemen But I 'll so husband it to vex these rascals These barbarous slaves Ch. Shall we go charge 'em presently Soz. No that will be too weak and too fool-hardy We must have grounds that promise safety friends And sure offence we lose our angers else And worse than that venture our lives too lightly Enter Pyniero Py. Did you see mine Uncle plague o' these Barbarians How the rogues stick in my teeth I know ye are angry So I am too monstrous angry Gentlemen I am angry that I choak agen You hear Armusia 's up honest Arm Clapt up in prison friends the brave Arm Here are fine boys Em. We hope he shall not stay there Py. Stay no he must not stay no talk of staying These are no times to stay are not these rascals Speak I beseech ye speak are they not Rogues Think some abominable names are they not devils But the devil 's a great deal too good for 'em fusty villains Ch. They are a kind of hounds Py. Hounds were their fathers Old blear-ey'd bob-tail'd hounds Lord where 's my Uncle 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 soon take fire and swallow it Take stakes and thrust into their tails 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 stink And shake and stink I have physick in my hand for 'em Shall give the goblins such a purge Enter Ruy Dias Ped. Your Uncle Ru. I hear strange news and have been seeking ye They say Armusia's prisoner Py. 'T is most certain 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 confess it Of me so nobly too Py. I am glad to hear it You have a time now to make good your confession Your faith will shew but cold else and for fashion Now to redeem all now to thank his courtesie Now to make those believe that held you backward And an ill instrument you are a Gentleman An honest man and you dare love your Nations Dare stick to virtue though she be opprest And for her own fair sake step to her rescue If you live ages Sir and lose this hour Not now redeem and vindicate your honor Your life will be a murmure and no man in 't Ru. I thank ye nephew come along with me Gentlemen We 'll make 'em dancing sport immediately We are Masters of the Fort yet we shall see What that can do Py. Let it but spit fire sinely And play their turrets and their painted Palaces A frisking round or two that they may trip it And caper in the air Ru. Come we 'll do something Shall make 'em look about we 'll send 'em plums If they be not too hard for their teeth Py. And fine Potatoes Rosted in Gunpowder such a Banquet Sir Will prepare their unmannerly stomachs Ru. They shall see There is no safe retreat in villany Come be high-hearted all Omnes We are all on fire Sir Exeunt Enter King and Governor King I am ungrateful and a wretch perswade me not Forgetful of the mercy he shew'd me The timely noble pity why should I See him fast bound and fetter'd whose true courtesie 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 unthankful Gov. Had the offence been thrown on you 't is certain It had been in your power and your discretion To have turn'd it into mercy and forgiven it And then it had shew'd a virtuous point of gratitude Timely and nobly taken but since the cause Concerns the honor of our gods and their Title And so transcends your power and your compassion A little your own 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 Wills their Mercies or Revenges And these revolts in you shew mere rebellions King They are mild and pittiful Gov. To those repent King Their nature's soft and tender Gov. To true hearts That feel compunction for their trespasses This man defies 'em still threatens destruction And demolition of their Arms and Worship Spits at their powers take heed ye be not found Sir And mark'd a favourer of their dishonor They use no common justice King What shall I do To deserve of this man Gov. If ye more bemoan him Or mitigate your power to preserve him I 'll 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 I hope to wrack you all King What ails my Sister Why is she bound why looks she so distractedly Who does do
doth commend himself â—ost kindly to you Sir and hath by me â—ent you this favor kneel down rise a Knight Gent. I thank his Majesty Long. And he doth further request you â—ot to leave the Court so soon â—or though your former merits have been slighted â—fter this time there shall no Office fall Worthy your spirit as he doth confess â—here's none so great but you shall surely have it Ser. Do you hear if you yield yet you are an ass Gent. I 'll shew my service to his Majesty â— greater things than these but for this small one â— must intreat his Highness to excuse me Long. I 'll bear your Knightly words unto the King â—â—d bring his Princely answer back again Exit Long. Ser. Well said be resolute a while I know â—here is a tide of honors coming on â— warrant you Enter Bewford Bâ—w Where 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 confess I serve a gracious Prince that thus hath heapt Honors on me without desert but yet As for the Message business urgeth me I must be gone and he must pardon me Were he ten thousand Kings and Emperors Bew. I 'll tell him so Ser. Why this was like your self Bew. As he hath wrought him 't is the finest fellow That e're was Christmass Lord he carries it So truely to the life as though he were One of the plot to gull himself Exit Bewf. Ser. Why so you sent the wisest and the shrewdest answer Unto the King I swear my honored friend That ever any Subject sent his Liege Gent. Nay now I know I have him on the hip I 'll follow it Enter Longavile Long. My honorable 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 you 'r 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 'll be one step higher Ser. 'T is the finest Lord I am afraid anon He will stand upon 't to share the Kingdom with him Enter Bewford Bew. Where 's this Courtly Earl 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 Kingdom Gent. So please his Majesty I would be D. of Burgundy Because I like the place Bew. I know the King is pleas'd Gent. Then will I stay and kils his Highness hand Bew. His Majesty will be a glad man when he hears it Lon. But how shall we keep this from the world's ear That some one tell him not he is no Duke Ser. VVee '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 Sun of his best cloaths I 'll pluck one Boot and spur off Long. I another Bew. I 'll 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 Long avile 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'd to pluck his Jerkin off To dance a Jigg Enter Jaques Lon. Here 's his man Jaques come Booted and ready still Jaq. My Mistriss stayes Why how now Sir What do's your Worship mean To pluck 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 Ja. Why what 's the matter Lon. Foot-man he 's a Duke The King hath rais'd him above all his Land Ja. I 'll to his Cozen presently and tell him so O what a dung-hill Countrey rogue was I. Exit Jaques Enter Wife Ser. See see my Mistriss Lon. Let 's obsâ—rve their greeting Wife Unto your will as every good Wife ought I have turn'd all my thoughts and now am ready Gent. O Wife I am not worthy to kiss the least Of all thy toes much less thy Thumb Which yet I would be bold with all thy counsel Hath been to me Angelical but mine to thee Hath been most dirty like my mind Dear Duchess I must stay Wife VVhat are you mad to make me Dress and undress turn and wind me â—ecause you find me plyant said I not The whole world should not alter me if once were resolv'd and now you call me Duchess VVhy what 's the matter Gent. Loe a Knight doth kneel Wife A Knight Gent. A Lord. Wife A Fool. Gent. I sâ—y doth kneel an Earl a Duke Long. In Drawers Bew. VVithout shoes Wife Sure you lunatick Ser. No honoured Duchess If you dare but believe your servants truth I know he is a Duke Long. God save his Grace Wife I ask your Graces pardon Gent. Then I rise And here in token that all strife shall end 'Twixt thee and me I let my drawers fall And to thy hands I do deliver them Which signifies that in all acts and speeches From this time forth my Wife shall wear the breeches Ser. An honorable composition Exeunt omnes Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Cozen and Jaques Coz. SHall I believe thee Jaques Ja. Sir you may Coz. Didst thou not dreame Ja. I did not Coz. Nor imagine Ja. Neither of both I saw him great and mighty I saw the Monsieurs bow and heard them cry Good health and fortune to my Lord the Duke Coz. A Duke art sure a Duke Ja. I am sure a Duke And so sure as I know my self for Jaques Coz. Yet the Sun may dazel Jaques Was it not Some leane Commander of an angry Block-house To keep the Fleemish Eele-boats from invasion Or some bold Baron able to dispend His fifty pounds a year and meet the foe Upon the Kings command in gilded canvas And do his deeds of worth or was it not Some place of gain as Clerk to the great Band Of maribones that people call the Switzers Men made of Beufe and Sarcenet Ja. Is a Duke his chamber hung with
as I have hope of sweetness the Scarfe 's gone Worthy wise friend I doat upon thy cunning We two shall be well matcht our Issue-male sure Will be born 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 rascal Neece Your Scarfe the Scarfe I gave you O. K. Mass that 's true Neece I ne'er thought upon that the Scarfe she gave you Sir What dumb 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 favor too O. K. Will you be still an ass no reconcilement 'Twixt you and wit Are you so far fallen out You 'l never come together I tell you true I 'm very Iowsily asham'd on you That 's the worst shame that can be Thus bayting on him now his heart 's hook't in I 'll make him e'er I ha' done take her with nothing I love a man that lives by his wits alife 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 speak Or could be believ'd when I speak What a tale could I tell to make hair stand upright now Neece Nay Sir at your request you shall perceive Uncle With what renewing love I forgive this Here 's a fair Diamond Sir I 'll 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 musical now and Tuesday next Shall tune your Instruments that 's the day set Neece A match good Uncle O. K. Sir you hear me too Sir Greg. Oh very well I 'm for you Neece What e'er you hear you know my mind Exeunt Old Knight and Neece Sir Greg. I a on 't too well if I do not wonder how we two shall come together I 'm a Bear whelp 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 year 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 think on will never do 't I look to have this Diamond taken from me very speedily therefore I 'll take it off o' my finger for if it be seen I shall be way-laid for that too Exit Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Old Knight and Witty-pate O. K. OH torture torture thou carriest a sting i' thy tail 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 vex your peace and gaule your worth T' have one of your name hang'd O. K. Peace no such words boy Wit Be thankful for the blessing of prevention then O. K. Le' me see there was none hang'd out of our hoâ—se since Brute I ha' search't both Stow and Hollinshead Wit O Sir O. K. I 'll see what Polychronicon sayes 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'er been done to see the luck on 't He was ev'n brought to Justice Aurums threshold There had slew'n forth a Mittimus straight for Newgate And note the fortune too Sessions a Thursday Jury cull'd out a Friday Judgment a Saturday Dungeon a Sunday Tyburne a Munday Miseries quotidian ague when 't begins once Every day pulls him till he pull his last O. K. No more I say 't is an ill theam where left you him Wit He 's i' th' Constables hands below i' th' Hall Sir Poor Gentleman and his accuser with him O. K. What 's he Wit A Judges Son '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 Ser. Sir O. K. Call up the folks i' th' Hall I had such hope on him For a Scholar too a thing thou ne'er wast sit for Therefore erected all my joyes in him Got a Welch Benefice in reversion for him Dean of Cardigan has his grace already He can marry and bury yet ne'er a hair on 's face Enter Credulous Sir Ruinous as a Constable and Lady Gentry as a Man Like a French Vicar and Does he bring such fruits to Town with him A Thief at his first lighting Oh good den to you Wit Nay sweet Sir you 'r so vext now you 'l grieâ—e him And hurt your self O. K. Away I 'll hear no counsel Come you but once in seven year to your Uncle And at that time must you be brought home too And by a Constable Wit Oh speak low Sir Remember your own credit you profess You love a Man o'wit begin at home Sir Express it i' your self Lady Nay Master Constable Shew your self a wise man ' gainst your nature too Ruin Sir no Dish-porridgment we have brought home As good men as ye O. K. Out a North-Brittain Constable that tongue Will publish all it speaks so broad already Are you the Gentleman Lady The unfortunate one Sir That fell into the power of merciless Thieves Whereof this fellow whom I 'd call your kinsman As little as I could for the fair reverence I owe to fame and years was the prime villain O. K. A wicked prime Wit Nay not so loud sweet father Lad. The rest are fled but I shall meet with 'em Hang one of 'em I will certain I ha' swore it And 't was my luck to light upon this first O. K. A Cambridge man for this these your degrees Sir Nine years at University for this fellowship Wit Take your voice lower dear Sir O. K. What 's your loss Sir Lady That which offends me to repeat the Money 's whole Sir 'T is i' th' Constables hands there a seal'd hundred But I will not receive it O. K. No Not the Money Sir Having confest 't is all Lady 'T is all the Money Sir But 't is not all I lost for when they bound me They took a Diamond hung at my shirt string Which fear of life made me forget to hide It being the sparkling witness of a Contract 'Twixt a great Lawyers daughter and my self Wit I told you what he was
not to be broken with the marriage Of young Mentivole and fair Clarissa So you consent great Lady your Biancha Shall call Caesario Husband Julia. 'T is a motion I gladly yield to Cesar One in which you make a sad man happy Offers to kneel Bian. Kneel not all forgiven Duke With the Duke your Uncle I will make attonement and will have no denial Enter Host Forobosco Clown and Officers Mar. Let this day be still held sacred Host Now if you can conjure let the Devil unbind you Foro. We are both undone Clow. Already we feel it Host Justice Sir Duke What are they Pros I can resolve you slaves freed from the Gallies By the Viceroy of Sicilia Duke What 's their offence Host The robbing me of all my Plate and Jewels I mean the attempting of it Clow. Please your Grace I will now discover this Varlet in earnest this honest pestilent rogue profest the Art of Conjuring but all the skill that ever he had in the black Art was in making a Seacole fire only with wearing strange shapes he begot admiration amongst Fools and Women Foro. Wilt thou peach thou varlet Duke Why does he goggle with his eyes and stalke so Clow. This is one of his Magical raptures Foro. I do vilifie your censure you demand if I am guilty whir says my cloak by a trick of Legerdemain now I am not guilty I am guarded with innocence pure Silver Laceâ— assure you Clow. Thus have I read to you your virtues which notwithstanding I would not have you proud of Foro. Out thou concealment of Tallow and counterfeit Mummia Duke To the Gallies with them both Clow. The only Sea-physick for a knave is to be basted in a Gally with the oil of a Bulls Peesel Foro. And will not you make a sour face at the same sauce sirrah I hope to find thee so lean in one fortnight thou mayst be drawn by the ears through the hoop of a a firkin Duke Divide them and away with them to th' Gallies Clow. This will take down your pride Jugler Duke This day that hath given birth to blessings beyond hope admits no criminal sentence to the Temple and there with humbleness praise heavens bounties For blessings ne'er descend from thence but when A sacrifice in thanks ascends from men Exeunt omnes CUPIDS REVENGE The Persons represented in the Play Cupid Leontius the old Duke of Lycia Leucippus Son to the Duke Ismenus Nephew to the Duke Telamon a Lycian Lord. Courtiers Dorialus Agenor Nisus Timantus a villainous Sycophant The Priest of Cupid Four young Men and Maids Nilo sent in Commission to pull down Cupid's Image Zoilus Leucipp us's Dwarf Four Citizens Women Hidaspes Daughter to the Duke Cleophila and Hero her Attendants Bacha a Strumpet Urania her Daughter Bacha's Maid Urania's Maid Servants and Attendants Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Dorialus Agenor Nisus Agenor TRust me my Lord Dorialus I had mist of this if you had not call'd me I thought the Princesses birth-day had been to morrow Nisus Why did your Lordship sleep out the day Dor. I marvel what the Duke meant to make such an idle vow Nis Idle why Dor. Is' t not idle to swear to grant his Daughter any thing she shall ask on her birth-day she may ask an impossible thing and I pray heaven she do not ask an unfit thing at one time or other 't is dangerous trusting a mans vow upon the discretion on 's Daughter Age. I wonder most at the Marquiss her Brother who is always vehemently forward to have her desires granted Dor. He 's acquainted with 'em before Age. She 's doubtless very chaste and virtuous Dor. So is Leucippus her brother Nis She 's twenty year old I wonder She aske not a Husband Dor. That were a folly in her having refus'd all the Great Princes in one part of the world She 'll die a Maid Age. She may ask but one may she Nis A hundred times this day if she will And indeed every day is such a day for though The Duke has vow'd it only on this day He keeps it every day he can deny Her nothing Cornets Enter Hidaspes Leucippus Leontius Timantas Tellamon Leon. Come fair Hidaspes thou art Duchess to day Art thou prepar'd to aske thou knowest My oath will force performance And Leucippus if she now ask ought that shall Or would have performance After my death when by the help of heaven This Land is thine accursed be thy race May every one forget thou art my Son And so their own obedience Leucip. Mighty Sir I do not wish to know that fatal hour That is to make me King but if I do I shall most hastily and like a Son Perform your grant to all chiefly to her Remember that you aske what we Agreed upon Leon. Are you prepar'd then speak Hida. Most Royal Sir I am prepar'd Nor shall my Will exceed a Virgins bounds What I request shall both at once bring Me a full content Leon. So it ever does Thou only comfort of my feeble age Make known thy good desire For I dare swear thou lov'st me Hidas. This is it I beg And on my knees The people of your Land The Lycians are through all the Nations That know their name noted to have in use A vain and fruitless superstition So much more hateful that it bears the shew Of true Religion and is nothing else But a false-pleasing bold lasciviousness Leon. What is it Hidas Many ages before this When every man got to himself a Trade And was laborious in that chosen course Hating an idle life far worse than death Some one that gave himself to Wine and Sloth Which breed lascivious thoughts And found himself conjoyn'd For that by every painful man To take his stain away fram'd to himself A god whom he pretended to obey In being thus dishonest for a name He call'd him Cupid This created god Mans nature being ever credulous Of any vice that takes part with his blood Had ready followers enow and since In every age they grew especially Amongst your Subjects who do yet remain Adorers of that drowsie Deitie Which drink invented and the winged Boy For so they call him has his sacrifices These loose naked statues through the Land And in every Village nay the palace Is not free from ' em This is my request That these erect obscene Images May be pluckt down and burnt and every man That offers to 'em any sacrifice may lose his life Leon. But be advis'd my fairest daughter if he be A god he will express it upon thee my child Which heaven avert Leucip. There is no such power But the opinion of him fills the Land With lustful sins every young man and maid That feel the least desire to one another Dare not suppress it for they think it is Blind Cupid's motion and he is a god Leon. This makes our youth unchaste I am resolv'd Nephew Ismenus break the Statues down Here in the Palace
premeditating More than their actions But oh Jove your actions Soon as they move as Asprays do the fish Subdue before they touch think dear Duke think What beds our slain Kings have 2 Qu. What griefs our beds That our dear Lords have none 3. Qu. None fit for th' dead Those that with Cords Knives Drams precipitance Weary of this worlds light have to themselves Been deaths most horrid Agents humane grace Affords them dust and shadow 1 Qu. But our Lords Lie blist'ring 'fore the visitating Sun And were good Kings when living Thes It is true and I will give you comfort To give your dead Lords graves The which to do must make some work with Creon 1 Qu. And that work presents it self to th' doing Now 't will take form the heats are gone to morrow Then bootless toil must recompence it self With its own sweat Now he 's secure Not dretms we stand before your puissance Wrinching our holy begging in our eyes To make petition clear 2 Qu. Now you may take him Drunk with his victory 3 Qu. And his Army full Of Bread and sloth Thes Artesis that best knowest How to draw out fit to this enterprize The prim'st for this proceeding and the number To carry such a business forth and levy Our worthiest Instruments whilst we dispatch This grand act of our life this daring deed Of Fate in wedlock 1 Qu. Dowagers take hands Let us be Widows to our woes delay Commends us to a famishing hope All. Farewell 2 Qu. We come unseasonably But when could grief Cull forth as unpanged judgement can fit'st time For best solicitation Thes Why good Ladies This is a service whereto I am going Greater than any was it more imports me Than all the actions that I have foregone Or futurely can cope 1 Qu. The more proclaiming Our suit shall be neglected when her Arms Able to lock Jove from a Synod shall By warranting Moon-light corslet thee oh when Her twining Cherries shall their sweetness fall Upon thy tastful Lips what wilt thou think Of rotten Kings or blubber'd Queens what care For what thou feel'st not what thou feel'st being able To make Mars spurn his Drâ—m Oh if thou couch But one night with her every hour in 't will Take hostage of thee for a hundred and Thou shalt remember nothing more than what That Banquet bids thee too Hip. Though much unlike You should be so transported as much sorry I should be such a Suitor yet I think Did I not by th' abstaining of my joy Which breeds a deeper longing cure their surfeit That craves a present med'cine I should pluck All Ladies scandal on me Therefore Sir As I shall here make trial of my Prayers Either presuming them to have some force Or sentencing for ay their vigor dumb Prorogue this business we are going about and hang Your Shield afore your heart about that neck Which is my Fee and which I freely lend To do these poor Queens service All Queens Oh help now Our Cause cries for your knee Emil. If you grant not My Sister her petition in that force With that Celerity and nature which She makes it in from henceforth I 'll not dare To ask you anything nor be so hardy Ever to take a Husband Thes Pray stand up I am intreating of my self to do That which you kneel to have me Pyrithous Lead on the Bride get you and pray the gods For success and return omit not any thing In the pretended Celebration Queens Follow your Soldier as before hence you And at the banks of Anly meet us with The forces you can raise where we shall find The moiety of a number for a business More bigger look't since that our Theme is haste I stamp this kiss uppon thy currant Lip Sweet keep it as my token set you forward For I will see you gone Exeunt towards the Temple Farewel my beauteous Sister Pyrithous Keep the Feast full bate not an hour on 't Pyri Sir I 'll ollow you at heels The Feasts solemnity Shall want till your return Thes Cosin I charge you Budge not from Atheus we shall be returning E'r â—ou can end this Feast of which I pray you Ma e no abatement once more farewel all 1 Qu. Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o' th' world 1 Qu. And earnst a Deity equal with Mars 3 Qu. If not above him for Thou being but mortal makest affections bend To godlike honors they themselves some say Groan under such a Mast'ry Thes As we are men Thus should we doe being sensually subdu'd We loose our humane Title good cheer Ladies Florish Now turn we towards our Comforts Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Palamon and Arcite Arcite Dear Palamon dearer in Love than Blood And our prime Cosin yet unhard'ned in The Crimes of nature Let us leave the City Thebs and the temptings in 't before we further Sully our gloss of youth And here to keep in abstinence we shame As in Incontinence for not to swim I' th' aid o' th' current were almost to sink At least to frustrate striving and to follow The common stream 't would bring us to an Eddy Where we should turn or drown if labour through Our gain but life and weakness Pal. Your advice Is cry'd up with example what strange ruins Since first we went to School may we perceive Walking in Thebs Skars and bare weeds The gain o' th' Martialist who did propound To his bold ends honor and golden Ingots Which though he won he had not and now flurted By peace for whom he fought who then shall offer To Mars's so scorn'd Altar I doe bleed When such I meet and wish great Juno would Resume her antient fit of jealousie To get the Soldier work that peace might purge For her repletion and retain anew Her charitable heart now hard and harsher Than strife or war could be Arcite Are you not out Meet you no ruin but the Soldier in The crancks and turns of Thebs you did begin As if you met decaies of many kinds Perceive you none that do arouse your pity But th' unconsider'd Soldier Pal. Yes I pity Decaies where-e'er I find them but such most That sweating in an honourable toil Are paid with Ice to cool ' em Arcite 'T is not this I did begin to speak of this is virtue Of no respect in Thebs I spake of Thebs How dangerous if we will keep our honors It is for our residing where every evil Hath a good colour where ev'ry seeming good 's A certain evil where not to be ev'n jump As they are here were to be strangers and Such things to be meer Monsters Pal. 'T is in our power Unless we fear that Apes can Tutor's to Be Masters of our manners what need I Affect anothers gate which is not catching Where there is faith or to be fond upon Anothers way of speech when by mine own I may be reasonably conceiv'd sav'd too Speaking it truly why am I bound By any
be with us Most royall Brother Hippol. Sir by our tye of Marriage Emil. By your own spotless honor Hip. By that faith That fair hand and that honest heart you gave me Emil. By that you would have pitty in another By your own virtues infinite Hip. By valor By all the chast nights I have ever pleas'd you Thes These are strange Conjurings Per. Nay then I 'll in too By all our friendship Sir by all our dangers By all you love most wars And this sweet Lady Emil. By that you would have trembled to deny A blushing Maid Hip. By your own eyes By strength In which you swore I went beyond all women Almost all men and yet I yielded Theseus Per. To crown all this By your most noble soul Which cannot want due mercie I beg first Hip. Next hear my prayers Emil. Last let me intreat Sir Per. For mercy Hip. Mercy Emil. Mercy on these Princes Thes Ye make my faith reel Say I felt Compassion to 'em both how would you place it Emil. Upon their lives But with their banishments Thes You are a right woman Sister You have pitty But want the understanding where to use it If you desire their lives invent a way Safer than banishment Can these two live And have the agony of love about 'em And not kill one another Every day They 'ld fight about you Hourly bring your honor In publique question with their Swords Be wise then And here forget 'em It concerns your credit And my o' th equally I have said they die Better they fall by th' Law than one another Bow not my honor Emil. O my noble Brother That o' th was rashly made and in your anger Your reason will not hold it if such vows Stand for express will all the world must perish Beside I have another oath gainst yours Of more authority I 'm sure more love Not made in passion neither but good heed Thes What is it Sister Per. Urge it home brave Lady Emil. That you would never deny me any thing Fit for my modest suit and your free granting I tye you to your word now if ye fall in 't Think how you maim your honor For now I 'm set a begging Sir I 'm deaf To all but your compassion how_their lives Might breed the ruin of my name Opinion Shall any thing that loves me perish for me That were a cruell wisdom doe men proyn The straight young Bows that blush with thousand Blossoms Because they may be rotten O Duke Theseus The goodly Mothers that have groan'd for these And all the longing Maids that ever lov'd If your vow stand shall curse me and my Beauty And in their funerall songs for these two Cosens Despise my crueltie and cry woe worth me Till I 'm nothing but the scorn of women For Heavens sake save their lives and banish ' em Thes On what conditions Emil. Swear'em never more To make me their Contention or to know me To tread upon the Dukedome and to be Where ever they shall travel ever strangers to one another Pal. I 'll be cut a peeces Before I take this oath forget I love her O all ye gods dispise me then Thy Banishment I not mislike so we may fairly carry Our Swords and cause along Else never trifle But take our lives Duke I must love and will And for that love must and dare kill this Cosen On any peece the earth has Thes Will you Arcite Take these conditions Pal. He 's a villain then Per. These are men Arcite No never Duke 'T is worse to me than begging To take my life so basely though I think I never shall enjoy her yet I 'll preserve The honor of affection and dye for her Make death a Devill Thes What may be done For now I feel compassion Per. Let it not fall again Sir Thes Say Emilia If one of them were dead as one must are you Content to take th' other to your husband They cannot both enjoy you They are Princes As goodly as your own eyes and as noble As ever same yet spoke of Look upon 'em And if you can love end this difference I give consent are you content too Princes Both. With all our souls Thes He that she refuses Must dye then Both. Any death thou canst invent Duke Pal. If I fall from that mouth I fall with favor And Lovers yet unborn shall bless my ashes Arc. If she refuse me yet my grave will wed me And Soldiers sing my Epitaph Thes Make choice then Emil. I cannot Sir they are both too excellent For me a hayr shall never fall of these men Hip. What will become of ' em Thes Thus I ordain it And by mine honor once again it stands Or both shall dye You shall both to your Countrey And each within this month accompanied With three fair Knights appear again in this place In which I 'll plant a Pyramid And whether Before us that are here can force his Cosen By fair and knightly strength to touch the Pillar He shall enjoy her The other loose his head And all his friends Nor shall he grudge to fall Nor think he dies with interest in this Lady Will this content ye Pal. Yes Here Cosen Arcite I'm friends again till that hour Arc. I embrace ye Thes Are you content Sister Emil. Yes I must Sir Ecel both miscarry Thes Come shake hands again then And take heed as you are Gentlemen this Quarrell Sleep till the hour perfixt and hold your course Pal. We dare not fail thee Theseus Toes Come I 'll give ye Now usage like to Princes and to Friends When ye return who wins I 'll settle here Who loses yet I 'll weep upon his Beer Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Jailor and his freind Jail HEar you no more was nothing said of me Concerning the escape of Palamon Good Sir remember 1 Fr. Nothing that I heard For I came home before the business Was fully ended yet I might perceive E'r I departed a great likelyhood Of both their pardons for Hippolita And fair-ey'd Emilia upon their knees Begg'd with such handsome pitty that the Duke Methought stood staggering whether he should follow His rash oath or the sweet compassion Of those two Ladies and to second them That truly noble Prince Perithous Half his own heart set in too that I hope All shall be well neither heard I one question Of your name or his scape Enter 2 Friends Jail Pray Heaven it hold so 2 Fr. Be of good comfort man I bring you news Good news Jail They are welcome 2 Fr. Palamon has clear'd you And got your pardon and discover'd How and by whose means he scap'd which was your Daughter's Whose pardon is procured too and the prisoner Not to be held ungrateful to her goodness Has given a sum of money to her Marriage A large one I 'll assure you Jail Ye are a good man And ever bring good news 1 Fr. How was it ended 2 Fr. Why
embroider me all over Sir If ever I began to mock you yet The on me why should I wear Velvet And Silver Lace I will tear it off Mont. Why Mad-man Long. Put on my Hat yes when I am hang'd 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 'll laugh and storm you when you shew most hate Enter Lamira Orlean's Lady Laverdine La Poop Malycorn Veramour Charlot Lam. You 're a fair Mounsieur Long. Do you mock me Lady Lam. Your business Sir I mean Lady Regard your self good Mounsieur Longueville Lam. You are too negligent of your self and place Cover your head sweet Mounsieur Long. Mistake me not fair Ladies 'T is not to you nor you that I stand bare Lav. Nay sweet dear Mounsieur let it not be to us then La Poop A compliment 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 mutual knaveries More than 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 steal Napkins and your Spoons Look to your Silver-bodkin Gentlewoman 'T is a dead Vtensil 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 cozen'd and abus'd but I may meet you And beat you one with th' other Mont. Peace no more Long. Not a word Sir Lav. I am something thick of hearing what said he La poop I hear 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 hour brings to trial Their hereto sleeping hates by this time each Within a yard is of the others heart And met to prove their causes and their spirits With their impartial swords points haste and save Or never meet them more but at the grave Lady Oh my distracted heart that my wrackt honor Should for a Brothers or a Husbands life through thy undoing die Lam. Amiens engag'd if he miscarry all my hopes and joys I now confess it loudly are undone Caroch and haste one minute may betray A life more worth than all time can repay Exeunt Ladies and Mont. Mal. Hump Monsieur Laverdine pursues this boy extreamly Captain what will you do La p. Any thing but follow to this Land-service I am a Sea-Captain you know and to offer to part 'em without we could do 't like Watermen with long stave 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 than we have been we cannot be without they fall to flat beating on 's Exeunt Maly La-poop Lav. And that were unkindly done i'â—aith Ver. But you are the troulesomest Ass that e'er I met with retire you smell like a womans chamber that 's newly up before she have pinsht her vapours in with her cloaths Lav. I will haunt thee like thy Grandames Ghost thou shalt never rest for me Ver. Well I perceive 't is vain to conceal a secret from you believe it Sir indeed I am a woman Lav. Why la I knew 't this Prophetiâ—al tongue oâ— mine never sail'd me my mother was half a wiâ—â—h never any thing that she forespake but came to pass a woman how happy am I now we may lawfully come together without fear 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 wâ—â—l châ—llenge more interest in me than you can I am at your diâ—posure Exit Lav. Oh Fortunatus I envy thee not For Cap or pouch this day I 'll prove my Fortune In which your Lady doth eleâ—â—â—â—r Husband Who will he Amiens 't will save my wedding dinner Povera La Poop and Malicorâ— if all sail I will turn Citizen a beauteous wife Is the Horn-book to the richest Tradesmans life Exeunt Enter Duboys Orleans Longueville Amiens two Lacques a Page with 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 rail but my swords breadth upon a battlement I 'll fight this quarrel Dub. O' the Ropes my Lord. Orl. Upon a Line Dub. So all our Countrey Duels are carried like a fire-work on a thred Orl. Go now stay with the horses and do you hear Upon your lives till some of us come to you Dare not to look 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 Odds in those fatal 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 than it is But where the right is there prevail our Swords And if my Sister have out-liv'd her honor I do not pray I may out-live her shame Orl. Your Sister Amiens is a whore at once Ami. You oft have spoke that sence to me before But never in ths language Orleance And when you spoke it fair and first I told you That it was possible you might be abus'd Bâ—t now since you forget your manners you shall find If I transgress my custom you do lye And are a villain which I had rather yet My sword had prov'd than I been forc'd to speak Nay give us leave and since you stand so haughtily And highly on your cause let you and I Without engaging these two Gentlemen singly determine it Long. My Lord you 'll pardon us Dub. I trust your Lordships may not do us that affront Ami. As how Dub. We kiss your Lordships hand and come to serve you here with swords Long. My Lord we understand our selves Dub. We have had the honor to be call'd unto the businâ—ss and we must not now quit it on terms Ami. Not terms of reason Long. No no treason for the quitting of our calling Dub. True if I be call'd to 't I must ask no reason Long. Nor hear none neither which is less â—t is a favour if my throat be cut Your Lordship does me which I never can A noise within crying down with
sake Why what ail'st thou Rowland Row I am ridden Tranio And spur-gall'd to the life of patience Heaven keep my wits together by a thing Our worst thoughts are too noble for a woman Tra. Your Mistriss has a little frown'd it may be Row She was my Mistriss Tra. Is she not Rdw. No Tranio She has done me such disgrace so spitefully So like a woman bent to my undoing That henceforth a good horse shall be my Mistriss A good Sword or a Book and if you see her Tell her I beseech you even for love sake Tra. I will Rowland Row She may sâ—oner Count the good I have thought her Our old love and our friendâ—hip Shed one true tear mean one hour constantly Be old and honest married and a maid Than make me see her more or more believe her And now I have met a messenger farewel Sir Exit Tra. Alas poor Rowland I will do it for thee This is that dog Moroso but I hope To see him cold i' th' mouth first e'r he enjoy her I 'll watch this young man desperate thoughts may seize him And if my purse or council can I 'll ease him Exit Scaena Quinta Enter Petruchio Petronius Moroso and Sophocles Petru. For look you Gentlemen say that I grant her Out of my free and liberal love a pardon Which you and all men else know she deserves not Teneatis amici can all the world leave laughing Petro. I think not Petru. No by they cannot For pray consider have you ever read Or heard of or can any man imagine So stiff a Tom-boy of so set a malice And such a brazen resolution As this young Crab-tree and then answer me And mark but this too friends without a cause Not a foul word come cross her not a fear She justly can take hold on and do you think I must sleep out my anger and endure it Sow pillows to her ease and lull her mischief Give me a Spindle first no no my Masters Were she as fair as Nell-a-Greece and housewife As good as the wise Sailors wife and young still Never above fifteen and these tricks to it She should ride the wild Mare once a week she should Believe me friends she should I would tabor her Till all the Legions that are crept into her Flew out with fire i' th' tails Soph. Methinks you err now For to me seems a little sufferance Were a far surer cure Petru. Yes I can suffer Where I see promises of peace and amendment Mor. Give her a few conditions Petru. I 'll be hanged first Petron. Give her a Crab-tree Cudgel Petru. So I will And after it a flock-bed for her bones And hard eggs till they brace her like a Drum She shall be pamper'd with She shall not know a stool in ten months Gentlemen Soph. This must not be Enter Jaques Jaq. Arm arm out with your weapons For all the women in the Kingdom 's on ye Enter Pedro. They swarm like wasps and nothing can destroy 'em But stopping of their hive and smothering of 'em Ped. Stand to your guard Sir all the devils extant Are broke upon us like a cloud of thunder There are more women marching hitherward In rescue of my Mistriss than e'er turn'd tail At Sturbridge Fair and I believe as fiery Jaq. The forlorn-hope 's led by a Tanner's wife I know her by her Hide a desperate woman She flead her Husband in her youth and made Raynes of his Hide to ride the parish Take 'em all together They are a genealogy of Jennets gotten And born thus by the boisterous breath of Husbands They serve sure and are swift to catch occasion I mean their soes or Husbands by the forelocks And there they hang like favours cry they can But more for Noble spight than fear and crying Like the old Giants that were foes to heaven They heave ye stool on stool and fling main Pot-lids Like massie Rocks dart Ladles tossing Irons And Tongs like Thunderbolts till over laid They sall beneath the weight yet still aspiring At those Emperious Godheads that would tame ' em There 's ne'r a one of these the worst and weakest Chuse where you will bâ—t dare attempt the raising Against the soveraign peace of Puritans A May-pole and a Morris maugre mainly Their zeal and Dudgeon-daggers and yet more Dares plant a stand of batt'ring Ale against 'em And drink 'em out o' th' parish Soph. Lo you fierce Petruchio this comes of your impatience Ped. There 's one brought in the Bears against the Canons Of the Town made it good and fought ' em Jaq. Another to her everlasting fame erected Two Ale-houses of ease the Quarter-Sessions Running against her roundly in which business Two of the disanullers lost their night-caps Aâ— third stood excommunicate by the cudgel The Constable to her eternal glory Drunk hard and was converted and she victor Ped. Then are they victualed with Pies and Puddings The trappings of good Stomachs noble Ale The true defender Sausages and smoak'd ones If need be such as serve for Pikes and Pork Better the Jews ne'r hated here and there A bottle of Metheglin a stout Britain That will stand to 'em what else they want they war for Petru. Come to council 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 do you tremble Mor. Have I liv'd thus long to be knockt o' th' head With half a Washing-beetle pray be wise Sir Petru. Come something I 'll do but what it is I know not Soph. To Council then and let 's avoid their follies Guard all the doors or we shall not have a Cloak left Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Petronius Petruchio Moroso Sophocles and Tranio Petro. I am indifferent though I must confess 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 'll urge her own conditions that 's the devil Soph. Why say she do Petru. Say I am made an Ass then I know her aim may I with reputation Answer me this with safety of mine honor After the mighty manage of my first wife Which was indeed a fury to this Filly After my twelve strong labours to reclaim her Which would have made Don Hercules horn mad And hid him in his Hide suffer this Cicely E're she have warm'd my sheets e're grappell'd with me This Pinck this painted Foist this Cockle-boat To hang her Fights out and defie me friends A well 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 'll make it worse Sir Soph. Pray hear 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 will find it so to clap the curb on E're you be sure it proves a natural wildness And not a forc'd Give her conditions For on my life this trick is put into her Petron. I should believe so too Soph. And not her own Tra. You 'll find it so Soph. Then if she flownder with you Clap spurs on and in this you 'll deal with temperance Avoid the hurry of the world Tra. And loose Musick above Mor. No honor on my life Sir Petru. I will do it Petron. It seems they are very merry Enter Jaques Petru. Why Heaven hold it Mor. Now Jaques Jaq. They are i' th' flaunt Sir Soph. Yes we hear ' em Jaq. They have got a stick of Fiddles and they firk it In wondrous ways the two grand Capitano's They brought the Auxiliary Regiments Dance with their coats tuckt up to their bare breeches And bid the Kingdom kiss 'em that 's the burden They have got Metheglin and audacious Ale And talk like Tyrants Petron. How knowest thou Jaq. I peept in At a loose Lansket SONG A Health for all this day To the woman that bears the sway And wears the breeches Let it come let it come Let this health be a Seal For the good of the Common-weal the woman shall wear the breeches Let 's drink then and laugh it And merrily merrily quaff it And tipple and tipple a round here 's to thy fool and to my fool Come to all fools though it cost us wench many a pound Tra. Hark Petro. A Song pray silence All the Women above Citizens and Countrey women Mâ—r. 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 drank hard mark her Hood Cun. You are Soph. Learnedly drunk I 'll 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 comly and courageous Petru. Well I have so Cun. And to the comfort of distressed damsels Women 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 Mistriss Cit. Forward Sister Petru. Do you mean to treat of all these Cit. Who shall let her Petro. Do you hear Velvet hood we come not now To hear your doctrine Cun. For the first I take it â—t doth divide it self into seven branches Petru. Hark you good Maria Have you got a Catechiser here Tra. Good zeal Soph. Good three pil'd predication will you peace And hear the cause we come for Cun. Yes bob-tails 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. Swear forward Sister Cit. By all that 's cordial in this place we 'll bury Our bones fames tongues our triumphs and all That ever yet was chronicl'd of woman But this brave wench this excellent despiser This bane of dull obedience shall inherit His liberal Will and march off with conditions Noble and worth her self Cun. She shall Tom Tilers And brave ones too my Hood shall make a Hearse-cloth And I 'll lie under it like Jone o' Gaunt E'r I go less my Distaff stuck up by me For the eternal Trophy 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 Arms in rescue of this Lady Most just and Noble if ye beat us off Without conditions and we recant â—se us as we deserve and first degrade us â—f all our antient chambring next that The Symbols of our secresie silk Stockings Hew of our heels our petticoats of Arms Tear off our bodies and our Bodkins break 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 return again Into our former titles Dary-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. Hear 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 and the goodness of a woman Will come together Petron. Are you there sweet Lady Liv. Cry you mercy Sir I saw you not your blessing Petron. Yes when I bless a jade that stumbles with me How are the Articles Liv. This is for you Sir And I shall think upon 't Mor. You have us'd me finely Liv. There 's no other use of thee now extant But to be hung up Cassock Cap and all For some strange monster at Apothecaries Petron. I hear you whore Liv. It must be his then Sir For need will then compel me Cit. Blessing on thee Petron. There 's no talking to 'em How are they Sir Petru. As I expected Liberty and clothes Reads When and in what way she will continual moneys Company and all the house at her dispose No tongue to say why is this or whether will it New Coaches and some buildings she appoints here Hangings and Hunting-horses and for Plate And Jewels for her private use I take it Two thousand pound in present then for Musick And women to read French Petron. This must not be Petru. And at the latter end a clause put in That Livia shall by no man be importun'd This whole month yet to marry Petron. This is monstrous Petru. This shall be done I 'll humor her awhile If nothing but repentance and undoing Can win her love I 'll make a shift for one Soph. When ye are once a bed all these conditions Lie under your own seal Mar. Do you like ' em Petru. Yes And by that faith I gave you 'fore the Priest I 'll ratifie ' em Cun. Stay what pledges Mar. No I 'll take that oath But have a care you keep it Cit. 'T is not now As when Andrea liv'd Cun. If you do juggle Or alter but a Letter of these Articles We have set down the self-same persecution Mar. Mistrust him not Petru. By all my honesty Mar. Enough I yield Petron. What 's this Inserted here Soph. That the two valiant women that commanded here Shall have a Supper made 'em and a large one And liberal entertainment without grudging And pay for all