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
now 'Fore Heaven I am angrie with thee Sirha sirha This whitmeat spirit 's not yours legitimate Advance your hope and 't please you ghess again Ang. And let your thoughts flee higher aim them right Sir you may hit you have the fairest white Ferd. If I may be so bold then my good Lord Your favour doth encourage me to aspire To catch my Ladyes Gentlewoman Ben. Where Where would you catch her Do you know my daughter Violanta Sir Ang. Well said no more about the bush Ferd. My good Lord I have gaz'd on Violanta and the stars Whose Heavenly influence I admir'd not knew Nor ever was so sinful to believe I might attain 't Ben. Now you are an aâ—â— again For if thou ne'er attain'st 't is onely long Of that faint heart of thine which never did it She is your Lords heir mine Benvoglio 's heir My brothers too Randulpho s her descent Not behinde any of the Millanois And Ferdinand although thy parentage Be unknown thou know'st that I have bred thee up From five yeers old and do not blush to hear it Have found thy wisdom trust and fair success So full in all my affaris that I am fitter To call thee Master then thou me thy Lord. Thou canst not be but sprung of gentlest blood Thy minde shines thorow thee like the radiant sun Although thy body be a beauteous cloud Come seriously this is no flatterie And well thou know'st it though thy modest blood Rise like the morning in thy cheek to hear 't Sir I can speak in earnest Vertuous service So meritorious Ferdinand as yours Yet bashful still and silent should extract A fuller price then impudence exact And this is now the wages it must have My daughter is thy wife my wealth thy slave Ferd. Good Madam pinch I sleep does my Lord mock And you assist Custom 's inverted quite For old men now adays do flout the young Ben. Fetch Violanta As I intend this Religiously let my soul finde joy or pain Exit Angelina Ferd. My honor'd Lord and Master if I hold That worth could merit such felicitie You bred it in me and first purchas'd it It is your own and what productions In all my faculties my soul begets Your very mark is on you need not add Rewards to him that is in bebt to you You sav'd my life Sir in the Massacre There you begot me new since foster'd me O! can I serve to much or pray for you Alas 't is slender paiment to your bountie Your daughter is a paradice and I Unworthie to be set there you may chuse The royalst seeds of Milain Ben. Prethee peace Thy goodness makes me weep I am resolv'd â—â—m no Lord o' th' time to tie my blood To sordid muck I have enough my name My estate and honors I will store in thee Whose wisdom will rule well keep and increase A knave or fool that could confer the like Would bate each hour diminish every day Thou art her price-lot than drawn out by fate An honest wise man is a Princes mate Ferd. Sir Heaven and you have over-charg'd my brest With grace beyond my continence I shall burst The blessing you have given me witness Saints I would not change for Millain But my Lord Is she prepar'd Ben. What needs Preparative Where such a Cordial is prescrib'd as thou Thy person and thy virtues in one scale Shall poize hers with her beautie and her wealth If not I add my will unto thy weight Thy mother 's with her now Son take my keys And let this prepartion for this Marriage This welcome Marriage long determin'd here Be quick and gorgeous Gerrard Enter Gerrard Ger. My good Lord My Lord your brother craves your conference Instantly on affairs of high import Ben. Why what news Ger. The Tyrant my good Lord Is sick to death of his old Apoplexie Whereon the States advise that Letters-missive Be straight dispatcht to all the neighbour-Countreys And Schedules too divulg'd on every post To enquire the lost Duke forth their purpose is To re-instate him Ben. 'T is a pious deed Ferdinand to my daughter this delay Though to so good a purpose angers me But I 'll recover it Be secret son Go woo with truth and expedition Exit Ferd. O my unsounded joy how fares my Gerrard My noble twin-friend fie thy loook is heavie Sullen and sowre blanch it didst thou know My cause of joy thou ' Idst never sorrow more I know thou lov'st me so How dost thou Ger. Well Too well my fraught of health my sickness is In life I am dead by living dying still Ferd. What sublunary mischief can predominate A wise man thus or doth thy friendship play In this antipathous extreme with mine Lest gladness suffocate me I I I do feel My spirit 's turn'd to fire my blood to air And I am like a purifi'd essence Tri'd from all drossie parts Ger. Were 't but my life The loss were sacrifie'd but virtue Must for me be slain and innocence made dust Ferd. Fare well good Gerrard Ger. Dearest friend stay Ferd. Sad thoughts are no companions for me now Much less sad words thy bosom bindes some secret Which do not trust me with for mine retains Another which I must conceal from thee Ger. I would reveal it 't is a heavie tale Canst thou be true and secret still Ferd Why friend If you continue true unto your self I have no means of falshood Lock this door Come yet your prisoner 's sure Ger. Stay Ferdinand Ferd. What is this trouble Love Why thou art capable of any woman Doth want oppress thee I will lighten thee Hast thou offended law My Lord and thine And I will save thy life Does servitude Upbraid thy freedom that she suffers it Have patience but three days and I will make thee Thy Lords companion Can a friend do more Ger. Lend me the means How can this be Ferd. First let this Cabinet keep your pawn and I will trust Yet for the form of satisfaction Take this my Oath to boot By my presum'd Gentrie and sacred known Christianitie I 'll die ere I reveal thy trust Ger. Then hear it Your Lords fair daughter Violanta is My betrothed wife goes great with childe by me And by this deed both made a pray to Law How may I save her life advise me friend Ferd. What did he say Gerrard whose voice was that O death unto my heart bane to my soul My wealth is vanish'd like the rich mans store In one poor minute all my daintie fare But jugling dishes my fat hope despair Ger. Is this so odious where 's your mirth Ferd. Why thou Hast robb'd me of it Gerrard draw thy sword And if thou lov'st my Mistris chastitie Defend it else I 'll cut it from thy heart Thy theevish heart that stole it and restore 't Do miracles to gain her Ger. Was she thine Ferd Never but in my wish and her fathers vow Which now he left with me on such sure terms He call'd
and her Put off all doubt she loves ye what d' ye say Rand. Speak man Why look you so distractedly Ferd. There are your keys I 'll no Contract I. Divinest Vlolanta I will serve you Thus on my knees and pray for you Juno Lucina for opem My inequality ascends no higher I dare not marry you Ben. How 's this Ferd. Good night I have a friend has almost made me mad I weep sometimes and instantly can laugh Nay I do dance and sing and suddenly Roar like a storm Strange tricks these are they not And wherefore all this Shall I tell you no Thorow mine ears my heart a plague hath caught And I have vow'd to keep it close not shew My grief to any for it has no cure On wandring steps to some remote place move I 'll keep my vow though I have lost my Love Exit Ben. 'Fore heaven distracted for her fare you well I 'll watch his steps for I no joy shall find Till I have found his cause and calm'd his mind â—â—t He 's overcome with joy 'T is ve◠〈…〉 〈◊〉 Well S◠〈…〉 must leave you the time 's busie 〈◊〉 chear you up and I pray Heaven â—ore each to their love and health again Exit Viol. Amen Great Uncle Mother what a chance Unluckily is added to my woe In this young Gentleman Angel True Violanta It grieves me much Doll go you instantly And find out Gerrard tell him his friends hap And let him use best means to comfort him But as his life preserve this secret still Viol. Mother I 'ld not offend you might not Gerrard Steal in and see me in the evening Angel Well Bid him do so Viol. Heavens blessing o' your heart Do ye not call Child-bearing Travel Mother Angel Yes Viol. It well may be The bare-foot traveller That 's born a Prince and walks his pilgrimage Whose tender feet kiss the remorseless stones Only ne'er felt a travel like to it Alas dear Mother you groan'd thus for me And yet how disobedient have I been Angel Peace Violanta thou hast always been Gentle and good Viol. Gerrard is better Mother Oh if you knew the implicite innocency Dwells in his brest you 'ld love him like your Prayers I see no reason but my Father might Be told the truth being pleas'd for Ferdinand To wooe himself and Gerard ever was His full comparative my Uncle loves him As he loves Ferdinand Angel No not for the world Since his intent is cross'd lov'd Ferdinand Thus ruin'd and a child got out of wedlock His madness would pursue ye both to death Viol. As you please mother I am now methinks Even in the land of ease I 'll sleep Angel Draw in The bed nearer the fire silken rest Tie all thy cares up Exeunt Enter Ferdinand and Benvoglio privately after him Ferd Oh blessed solitude here my griefe may speak And sorrow I will argue with thee now Nothing will keep me company the flowers Die at my moan the gliding silver streams Hasten to flee my lamentations The air rolls from 'em and the Golden Sun Is smother'd pale as Phabâ— with my sighs Only the earth is kind that stays Then earth To thee will I complain Why do the Heavens â—â—pose â—pon me Love what I can ne'er enjoy Before â—â—tion was impossible 〈◊〉 not thirst it Gerrard she is thine 〈◊〉 and deliver'd but 't was ill to stain 〈…〉 state e'r ye were married 〈◊〉 infant what 's become of theâ— thou know'st not 〈…〉 thy parents brought thee too Dear earth 〈…〉 this close in thy sterlity 〈…〉 to this â—eed let it not grow 〈…〉 do 't will â—odâ—o Violet 〈…〉 flower but wild Brieâ— or rank Rue 〈…〉 and hurtful 〈◊〉 Ferdinand â—◠〈…〉 hath diâ—â—'d the Earth thy words my Heart 〈…〉 violated faith betraid 〈…〉 â—nnocency 〈…〉 Desperate 〈◊〉 〈…〉 â—ot thy 〈…〉 showers 〈…〉 young man 〈…〉 â—es for thee 〈…〉 honor And proâ—â—itute my Daughter Bastard who reâ—â— Come turn thy femal tears into revenâ—e Which I will quench my thirst with e'r I see Daughter or Wife or branded Family By both dye and for amends Ferd'nando be my heir I 'll to my brother First tell him all then to the Duke for justice This morning he 's receiv'd Mountains nor Seas Shall bar my flight to vengeance the foul stain Printed on me thy bloud shall rinse again Exit Ferd. I have transgress'd all goodness witlesly Rais'd mine own cursse from posterity I 'll follow to redress in what I may If not your heir can dye as well as they Exit Dumb Shew Enter Duke Rinaldo with Attendants at one door States Randulpho and Gerrard at another they kneel to the Duke he accepts their obedience and raises them up they prefer Gerrard to the Duke who entertains him they seat the Duke in State Enter Benvoglio and Ferdinand Benvoglio kneels for justice Ferd. seems to restrein him Benvog gives the Duke a paper Duke reads frowns on Gerr. shews the paper to the States they seem sorry consult cause the Guard to apprehend him they go off with him Then Rand. and Benâ— seem to crave justice Duke vows it and exit with his attendants Rand. Ben. and Ferd. confer Enter to them Cornelia with two servant◠〈◊〉 seems to expostulate Rand. in scorn causeth her to be thrust out poorly Exit Rand. Benv beckâ—ns Ferd to him with much seeming passion swears him then stamps with his foot Enter Dorothea with a Cup weeping she delivers it to Ferd. who with discontent exit and exeunt Benvoglio and Dorothea Enter Violanta Viol. Gerrard not come nor Dorothy return'd What averse star rul'd my Nativity The time to night has been as dilatory As languishing Consumptions But till now I never durst say my Gerrard was unkind Heaven grant all things go well and nothing does If he be ill which I much fear my dreams Have been portentous I did think I saw My Love araid for battel with a beast A hideous Monster arm'd with teeth and claws Grinning and venemous that sought to make Both us a prey on 's tail wash lash'd in bloud Law and his forehead I did plainly see Held Characters that spell'd Authority This rent my slumbers and my fearful soul Ran searching up and down my dismaid breast To find a Port t' escape Good faith I am cold But Gerrard's love is colder here I 'll sit And think my self away Enter Ferdinand with a Cup and a Letter Ferd. The peace of Love Attend the sweet Violanta Read For the sad news I bring I do not know Only I am sworn to give you that and this Viol. Is it from Gerrard gentle Ferdinand How glad am I to see you thus well restor'd In troth he never wrong'd you in his life Nor I but always held fair thoughts of you Knew not my Fathers meaning till of late Could never have known it soon enough for Sir Gerrard's and my affection began In infancy My Uncle brought him oft In long coats hither you were such another 〈◊〉 little boâ— would
kiss me being a child And say he lov'd me give me all his toys Bracelets Rings Sweet-meats all his Rosie-smiles â— then would stand and stare upon his eyes 〈◊〉 with his locks and swear I lov'd him too For sure methought he was a little Love 〈◊〉 woo'd so prettily in innocence 〈◊〉 then he warm'd my fancy for I felt 〈◊〉 â—â—mmering beam of Love kindle my bloud 〈◊〉 which time since hath made a flame and floud 〈◊〉 Oh gentle innocent methinks it talks 〈◊〉 a child still whose white simplicity Never arriv'd at sin Forgive me Lady I have destroy'd Gerrard and thee rebell'd Against Heavens Ordinance dis-pair'd two Doves Made 'em sit mourning slaughter'd Love and cleft The heart of all integrity This breast Was trusted with the secret of your vow By Gerrard and reveal'd it to your Father Viol. Hah Ferd. Read and curse me Viol. Neither I will never Nor Write nor Read again Ferd. My pennance be it Reads Your Labyrinth is found your Lust proclaim'd Viol. Lust Humh My Mother sure felt none when I was got Fer. I and the Law implacably offended Gerrard's imprison'd and to dye Viol. Oh Heaven Ferd. And you to suff ewith reproach and scoffs A publick execution I have sent you 〈◊〉 Antidote ' gainst shame poison by him You have most wrong'd give him your penitent tears Viol. Humh 't is not truth Ferd. Drink and farewel for ever And though thy whoredom blemish thy whole line Prevent the Hangmans stroke and die like mine Viol. Oh woe is me for Gerrard I have brought Confusion on the noblest Gentleman That ever truly lov'd But we shall meet Where our condemners shall not and enjoy A more refin'd affection than here No Law nor Father hinders marriage there Twixt souls Divinely assi'd as sure ours were There we will multiply and generate joyes Like fruitful Parents Luckless Ferdinand Where 's the good old Gentlewoman my Husbands Aunt Ferd. Thrust from youâ— Uncle to all poverty Viol. Alas the piry reach me Sir the cup I 'll say my prayers and take my Fathers Physick Ferd. Oh villain that I was I had forgot To spill the rest and am unable now To stir to hinder her Viol. What ail you Sir Ferd. Your Father is a monster I a villain This tongue has kill'd you pardon Violanto Oh pardon Gerrard and for sacrifice Accept my life to expiate my fault I have drunk up the poison Viol. Thou art not so Uncharitable a better fellow far Thou 'st left me halfe Sure death is now a-dry And calls for more bloud still to quench his thirst I pledge thee Ferdinand to Gerrards health Dear Gerrard poor Aunt and unfortunate friend Ay me that Love should breed true Lovers end Fer. Stay Madam stay help hoa for Heavens sake help Improvident man that good I did intend For satisfaction saving of her life My equal cruel Stars made me forget Enter Angelina with two Servants Ang. What spectacle of death assaults me oh Viol. M dearest Mother I am dead I leave Father and friends and life to follow Love Good Mother love my Child that did no ill Fie how men lie that say death is a pain Or has he chang'd his nature like soft sleep He seizes me Your blessing Last I crave That I may rest by Gerrard in his grave Ferd. There lay me too oh noble Mistriss I Have caus'd all this and therefore justly dye That key will open all Ang. Oh viperous Father For Heavens sake bear 'em in run for Physitians And Medicines quickly Heaven thou shalt not have Yet 't is too soon Alas I have no more And taking her away thou rob'st the poor Exeâ— Flourish Enter Duke States Randulpho Benvoglio Gerrard Executioner Guard Duke The Law as greedy as your red desire Benvoglio hath cast this man 'T is pity So many excellent parts are swallow'd up In one foul wave Is Violanta sent for Our Justice must not lop a branch and let The body grow still Ben. Sir she will be here Alive or dead I am sure Ger. How chearfully my countenance comments death That which makes men seem horrid I will wear Like to an Ornament Oh Violanta Might my life only satisfie the Law How jocundly my soul would enter Heaven Why shouldst thou dye thou wither'st in thy bud As I have seen a Rose e'er it was blown I do beseech your Grace the Statute may In this case made be read not that I hope T' extenuate my offence or penalty But to see whether it lay hold on her And since my death is more exemplary Than just this publick Reading will advise Caution to others Duke Read it Ran. Brother does not Your soul groan under this severity Statute read A Statute provided in case of unequal Matches Marriages against Parents consent stealing of Heirs Rapes Prostitutions and such like That if any person meanly descended or ignorant of his own Parentage which implies as much shall with a foul intent unlawfully sollicite the Daughter of any Peer of the Dukedom he shall for the same of fence forfeit his right hand but if he further prâ—stitute her to his Lust he shall first have his rigâ—â— hand cut off and then suffer death by the comâ—â—â— Executioner After whom the Lady so offendinâ— shall likewise the next day in the same manneâ— dye for tke Fact Ger. This Statute has more cruelty than sense I see no ray of Mercy Must the Lady Suffer death too suppose she were inforc'd By some confederates born away and ravish'd Is she not guiltless Duke Yes if it be prov'd Ger. This case is so I ravish'd Violanta State Who ever knew a Rape produce a child Ben. Pish these are idle Will your grace command The Executioner proceed Duke Your Office Ger. Farewell to thy inticing vanity Thou round gilt box that dost deceive man's eye The wise man knows when open thou art broke The treasure thou includ'st is dust and smoke Even thus I cast thee by My Lords the Law Is but the great mans mule he rides on it And tramples poorer men under his feet Yet when they come to knock at yon bright Gate Ones Rags shall enter 'fore the others State Peace to ye all here sirrah strike this hand Hath Violanta kiss'd a thousand times It smells sweet ever since this was the hand Plighted my faith to her do not think thou canst Cut that in sunder with my hand My Lord As free from speek as this arm is my heart Is of foul Lust and every vein glides here As full of truth Why does thy hand shake so 'T is mine must be cut off and that is firm For it was ever constant Enter Cornelia Cor. Hold your Sentence Unjustly is pronounced my Lord this blow Cuts your hand off for his is none of yours But Violanta's given in Holy marriage Before she was delivered consummated With the free Will of her Mother by her Confessor In Lord Benvoglio's house Ger. Alas good Aunt That helps us nothing else I had reveal'd
If any spark of life be unquench'd in her This will recover her Vel. 'T is all in vain She 's stiffe already live I and she dead Gom. How like a murtherer I stand look up And hear me curse my self or but behold The vengeance I will take for 't Oriana And then in peace forsake me Jealousie Thou loathsome vomit of the fiends below What desperate hunger made me to receive thee Into my heart and soul I 'll let thee forth And so in death find ease and does my fault then Deserve no greater punishment no I 'll live To keep thee for a fury to torment me And make me know what hell is on the earth All joyes and hopes forsake me all mens malice And all the plagues they can inflict I wish it Fall thick upon me let my tears be laught at And may mine enemies smile to hear me groane And dead may I be pitied of none Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Collonna and Lucinda Luc. Pray you Sir why was the Ordnance of the Fort. Discharg'd so sodainly Col. 'T was the Governors pleasure In honor of the Dane a custom us'd To speak a Soldiers welcome Luc. 'T is a fit one But is my Master here too Col. Three days since Luc. Might I demand without offence so much Is' t pride in him however now a slave That I am not admitted to his presence Col. His curtesie to you and to mankind May easily resolve you he is free From that poor vice which only empty men Esteem a virtue Luc. What 's the reason then As you imagine Sir Col. Why I tell you You are a woman of a tempting beauty And he however virtuous as a man Subject to humane frailties and how far They may prevail upon him should he see you He is not ignorant and therefore chooses With care t' avoid the cause that may produce Some strange effect which will not well keep ranck With the rate temperature which is admired In his life hitherto Luc. This much increases My strong desire to see him Col. It should rather Teach you to thank the Prophet that you worship That you are such a mans who though he may Do any thing which youth and heat of blood Invites him to yet dares not give way to them Your entertainment 's Noble and not like Your present fortune and if all those tears Which made grief lovely in you in the relation Of the sad story that forc'd me to weep too Your husbands hard fate were not counterfeit You should rejoyce that you have means to pay A chast life to his memory and bring to him Those sweets which while he liv'd he could not tast of By if you wantonly bestow them on Another man you offer violence To him though dead and his griev'd spirit will suffer For your immodest looseness Luc. Why I hope Sir My willingness to look on him to whom I owe my life and service is no proof Of any unchast purpose Col. So I wish too And in the confidence it is not Lady I dare the better tell you he will see you This night in which by him I am commanded To bring you to his chamber to what end I easily should guess were I Miranda And therefore though I can yield little reason But in a general love to womens goodness Why I should be so tender of your honor I willingly would bestow some counsail of you And would you follow it Luc. Let me first hear it And then I can resolve you Col. My advice then Is that you would not as most Ladies use When they prepare themselves for such encounters Study to add by artificial dressings To native excellence yours without help But seen as it is now would make a Hermit Leaves his deaths head and change his after hopes Of endless comforts for a few short minutes Of present pleasures to prevent which Lady Practice to take away from your perfections And to preserve your chastity unstain'd The most deform'd shape that you can put on To cloud your bodies fair gifts or your minds It being laboured to so chast an end Will prove the fairest ornament Luc. To take from The workmanship of Heaven is an offence As great as to endeavor to add to it Of which I 'll not be guilty Chastity That lodges in deformity appears rather A mulct impos'd by nature than a blessing And 't is commendable only when it conquers Though nere so oft assaulted in resistance For me I 'll therefore so dispose my self That if I hold out it shall be with honor Or if I yield Miranda shall find something To make him love his victory Exit Col. With what cunning This woman argues for her own damnation Nor should I hold it for a miracle Since they are all born Sophisters to maintain That lust is lawful and the end and use Of their creation would I never had Hop'd better of her or could not believe Though seen the ruin I must ever grieve Exit Scaena Quarta Enter Miranda Norandine Servants with Lights Mir. I 'll see you in your chamber A Table nâ—â— two fiâ—â—s Nor. Pray ye no farther It is a ceremony I expect not I am no stranger here I know my lodging An have slept soundly there when the Turks Cannon Playd thick upon 't O 't was Royal Musick And to procure a sound sleep for a Souldier Worth forty of our Fiddles As you love me Press it no farther Mir. You will overcome Wait on him carefully Nor. I have took since supper A rouse or two too much and by It warms my blood Mir. You 'll sleep the better for 't Nor. on 't I should had but I a kind wench To pull my Boot-hose off and warm my night-cap There 's no charm like it I love old Adams way Give me a diligent Eve to wait towards bed-time Hang up your smooth chin page and now I think on 't Where is your Turkish Prisoner Mir. In the Castle But yet I never saw her Nor. Fie upon you See her for shame or hark ye if you would Perform the friends part to me the friends part It being a fashion of the last edition Far from panderism now send her to me You look strange on 't no entertainment 's perfect Without it on my word no livery like it There 's no suit got without it Gold is an ass to 't Mir. Go to bed to bed Nor. Well if she come I doubt not to convert her If not the sin lye on your head Good night Exit Nor. and Servants Enter Colonna and Lucinda Col. There you shall find him Lady you know what I have said And if you please you may make use Luc. No doubt Sir Gol. From hence I shall hear all Mir. Come hither young one Beshrew my heart a handsome wench come nearer A very handsome one do not you grieve Sweet You are a prisoner Luc. The loss of liberty No doubt Sir is a heavy and a sharp burden To them that feel it truely