to the other Ange. Therefore I come sir I 'le to the eldest God saue you Ladies these sad moodes of yours That make you choose these solitary walkes Are hurtfull for your beauties Aure. If we had them Ange. Come that condition might be for your hearts When you protest faith since we cannot see them But this same heart of beauty your sweet face Is in mine eye still Aure. O you cut my heart with your sharpe eye Ange. Nay Lady that 's not so your heart 's to hard Aure. My beauties hart Ange. O no I meane that regent of affection Maddam That tramples on al loue with such contempt in this faire breast Aur. No more your drift is sauour'd I had rather seeme hard hearted Ang. Then hard fauour'd Is that your meaning Lady Aur. Go too sir Your wits are fresh I know they need no spur Ang. And therefore you wil ride them Aur. Say I doe They will not tire I hope Ang. No not with you hark you sweet Lady Fran. T is much pitty Maddam You should haue any reason to retaine This signe of griefe much lesse the thing disignde Phoe. Griefes are more fit for Ladies then their pleasures Fran. That is for such as follow nought but pleasures But you that temper them so wel with vertues Vsing your griefes so it would prooue them pleasures And you would seeme in cause of griefes pleasures equally pleasant Phoe Sir so I do now It is the excesse of either that I striue So much to shun in all my proou'd endeauours Although perhaps vnto a generall eye I may appeare most wedded to my griefes Yet doth my mind forsake no tast of pleasure I meane that happy pleasure of the soule Deuine and sacred contemplation Of that eternall and most glorious blisse Proposed as the crowne vnto our soules Fran. I will be silent yet that I may serue But as a Decade in the art of memory To put you stil in mind of your owne vertues When your too serious thoughts make you too sad Accept me for your seruant honored Lady Phoen. Those cerimonies are too comon signior Francis For your vncommon grauitie and iudgement And fits them onely that are nought but cerimony Ang. Come I will not sue stally to be your seruant But a new tearme will you be my refuge Aur. Your refuge why sir Ange. That I might fly to you when all else faile me Aur. And you be good at flying be my Plouer Ang. Nay take away the P. Aur. Tut then you cannot fly Ang. I le warrant you I le borrow Cupids wings Aur. Masse then I feare me you le do strange things I pray you blame me not if I suspect you Your owne confession simply doth detect you Nay and you be so great in Cupids bookes T' will make me Iealous you can with your lookes I warrant you enflame a womans heart And at your pleasure take loues golden dart And wound the brest of any vertous maide Would I were hence good Faith I am affraid You can constraine one ere they be aware To run mad for your loue Ang. O this is rate Scaene 6. Aurelio Phoenixella Francisco Angelo Count COunt Close with my daughters gentlemen wel done T is like your selues nay lusty Angelo Let not my presence make you bauke your sport I will not breake a minute of discourse Twixt you and one of your faire Mistresses Ang. One of my mistresses why thinks your Lordship I haue so many Count Many no Angelo I do not thinke th' ast many some fourteene I here thou hast euen of our worthiest dames Of any note in Millaine Ang. Nay good my Lord fourteene it is not so Count by 'th the Masse that i st here are their names to shew Fourteene or fifteene t'one Good Angelo You need not be ashamd of any of them They are gallants all Ang. Sbloud you are such a Lord Count Nay stay sweet Angelo I am disposed Exit Ang A little to be pleasant past my coustome He 's gone he 's gone I haue disgrast him shrewdly Daughters take heede of him he 's a wild youth Looke what he sayes to you beleeue him not He will sweare loue to euery one he sees Francisco giue them councell good Francisco I dare trust thee with both but him with neither Fran. Your Lordship yet may trust both them with him Exunt Scaene 7. Count Christopher Count Well goe your waies away how now Christopher What newes with you Christ I haue an humble suit to your good Lordship Count A suit Christopher what suit I prithee Christ I would craue pardon at your Lordships hands If it seeme vaine or simple in your sight Count I le pardon all simplicity Christopher What is thy suit Christ Perhaps being now so old a batcheler I shall seeme halfe vnwise to bend my selfe In strict affection to a poore yong maide Count What is it touching loue Christopher Art thou dispost to marry why t is well Christo. I but your Lordship may imagine now That I being steward of your honours house If I be maried once will more regard The maintenance of my wife and of my charge Then the due discharge of my place and office Count No no Christopher I know thee honest Christo. Good faith my Lord your honour may suspect it but Count Then I should wrong thee thou hast euer been Honest and true and will be still I knowe Chris. I but this marriage alters many men And you may feare it will do me my Lord But ere it do so I will vndergoe Ten thousand seuerall deaths Count I know it man Who wouldst thou haue I prithee Chris. Rachel de prie If your good Lordship graunt me your consent Count Rachel de prie what the poore beggers daughter Shee s a right handsome maide how poore soeuer And thou hast my consent with all my hart Chris. I humbly thanke your honour I le now aske her father Exit Count Do so Christofero thou shalt do well T is strange she being so poore he should affect her But this is more strange that my selfe should loue her I spide her lately at her fathers doore And if I did not see in her sweet face Gentry and noblenesse nere trust me more But this perswasion fancie wrought in me That fancie being created with her lookes For where loue is he thinke his basest obiect Gentle and noble I am farre in loue And shall be forc'd to wrong my honest steward For I must sue and seeke her for my selfe How much my duetie to my late dead wife And my owne deere renowne so ere it swaies He to her father straight Loue hates delays Exit Scaene 8. Enter Onion Iuniper Valentine Sebastian Balthasar Martino Onion Come on Ifaith le ts to some exercise or other my hearts Fetch the hilts fellow Iuniper wilt thou play Exit Martino Iun. I cannot resolue you t is as I am fitted with the ingenuity quantity or quality of the cudgell Valen. How dost thou bastinado the poore
let your father thank your beauty Pac. By gar me shall be hang for tella dis same Metella madamoyselle she tell her sadera Count The true Chamount set free and one left here Of no descent clad barely in his name Sirrah boy come hither and be sure you speake the simple truth Pac. O pardone moy mounsieur Count Come leaue your pardons and directly say What villaine is the same that hath vsurpt The honor'd name and person of Chamount Pac O Mounsieur no point villaine braue Cheualier Mounsieur Gasper Count Mounsieur Gasper on what occasion did they change their names what was their policy or their pretext Pac. Me canno tell par ma foy Mounsieur Max. My honorable Lord Count Tut tut be silent Max. Silent Count Ferneze I tell thee if Amurath the great Turke were here I would speake and he should here me Count So will not I Max. By my fathers hand but thou shalt Count I say till this instant I was neuer toucht in my reputation here me you shall knowe that you haue wrongd me and I will make you acknowledge it if I cannot my sword shall Count By heauen I will not I will stop mine eares My sences loath the Sauiour of thy breath T is poyson to me I say I will not heare What shall I know t is you haue iniurd me What will you make make me acknowledge it Fetch forth that Gasper that lewd counterfeit Enter seruing with Camillo I le make him to your face approue your wrongs Come on false substance shadow to Chamont Had you none else to worke vpon but me Was I your fittest proiect well confesse What you intended by this secret plot And by whose policy it was contriu'd Speake truth and be intreated courteously But double with me and resolue to proue The extremest rigor that I can inflict Cam. My honor'd Lord heare me with patience Nor hope of fauour not the feare of torment Shall sway my tongue from vttring of a truth Count T is well proceed then Cam. The morne before this battell did begin Wherein my Lord Chamount and I were tane We vow'd one mutuall fortune good or bad That day should be imbraced of vs both And vrging that might worst succeede our vow We there concluded to exchange our names Count Then Maximilian tooke you for Chamount Cam. True noble Lord Count T is false ignoble wretch T was but a complot to betray my sonne Max. Count thou lyest in thy bosome Count Count Lye Cam. Nay I beseech you honor'd gentlemen Let not the vntimely ruine of your loue Follow these sleight occurents be assured Chamounts returne will heale these wounds againe And breake the points of your too piercing thoughts Count Returne I when when will Chamount returne Hee le come to fetch you will he I t is like Youl 'd haue me thinke so that 's your policy No no yong gallant your deuice is stale You cannot feed me with so vaine a hope Cam. My Lord I feede you not with a vaine hope I know assuredly he will returne And bring your noble sonne along with him Max. I I dare pawne my soule he will returne Count O impudent dirision open scorne Intollerable wrong is 't not inough That you haue plaid vpon me all this while But still to mocke me still to iest at me Fellowes away with him thou ill-bred slaue That sets no difference twixt a noble spirit And thy owne slauish humour do not thinke But I le take worthy vengeance on thee wretch Cam. Alas these threats are idle like the wind And breed no terror in a guiltlesse mind Count Nay thou shalt want no torture so resolue bring him away Cam. Welcome the worst I suffer for a friend Your tortures will my loue shall neuer end Exeunt Manent Maximillian Aurelia Phoenixella Pacue Phoen. Alas poore gentleman my fathers rage Is too extreame too sterne and violent O that I knew with all my strongest powers How to remoue it from thy patient breast But that I cannot yet my willing heart Shall minister in spight of tyranny To thy misfortune something there is in him That doth enforce this strange affection With more then common rapture in my breast For being but Gasper he is still as deare To me as when he did Chamount appeare Exit Phoenixella Aure. But in good sadnesse Signior do you thinke Chamount will returne Max. Do I see your face Lady Aure. I sure if loue haue not blinded you Max. That is a question but I will assure you no I can see and yet loue is in mine eye well the Count your father simply hath dishonor'd me and this steele shall engraue it on his burgonet Aure. Nay sweet Signior Max. Lady I do preferre my reputation to my life But you shall rule me come le ts march Exit Maximillian Aure. I le follow Signior ô sweet Queene of loue Soueraigne of all my thoughts and thou faire fortune Who more to honour my affections Hast thus translated Gasper to Chamount Let both your flames now burne in one bright speare And giue true light to my aspiring hopes Hasten Chamounts returne let him affect me Though father friends and all the world reiect me Exit Enter Angelo Christopher Ange. Sigh for a woman would I fould mine armes Raue in my sleepe talke idly being awake Pine and looke pale make loue-walkes in the night To steale cold comfort from a day-starres eyes Kit thou art a foole wilt thou be wise then lad Renounce this boy-gods nice idolatry Stand not on complement and wooing trickes Thou louest old Iaques daughter doest thou Chris. Loue her Ange. Come come I know 't be rul'd and shee s thine owne Thou't say her father Iaques the old begger Hath pawnd his word to thee that none but thou Shalt be his sonne in law Chris. He has Ange. He has wilt thou beleeue him and be made a kooke To waite on such an antique wether cocke Why he is more inconstant then the sea His thoughts Cameleon-like change euery minute No Kit worke soundly steale the wench away Wed her and bed her and when that is done Then say to Iaques shall I be your sonne But come to our deuise where is this gold Chris. Heere Signior Angelo Ange. Bestow it bid thy hands shed golden drops Let these bald french crownes be vncouered In open sight to do obeysance To Iaques staring eyes when he steps forth The needy beggar will be glad of gold So now keepe thou aloose and as he treades This guilded path stretch out his ambling hopes With scattring more more as thou go'st cry Iaques Iaques Chris. Tust let me alone Ang. First I le play the ghost I le cal him out Kit keep aloofe Chris. But Signior Angelo Where wil your selfe and Rachel stay for me after the iest is ended Ange. Masse that 's true at the old Priory behinde S. Foyes Chris. Agreed no better place I le meete you there Ange. Do good foole do but I le
you Be your fortunes as your selues faire Come let vs to horse Count Ferneze I beare a spirit full of thanks for all your honorable courtesies Count Sir I could wish the number and value of them more in respect of your deseruings But Signior Maximillian I pay you a word in priuate Aur. I Faith brother you are fitted for a generall yonder Beshrow my heart If I had Fortunatus hat here and I would not wish my selfe a man and go with you only t' enioy his presence Pau. Why do you loue him so well sister Aur. No by my troth but I haue such an odde prety apprehension of his humour me thinks that I am eene tickled with the conceite of it O he is a fine man Ang And me thinks another may be as fine as he Aur. O Angelio do you thinke I do vrge any comparison against you no I am not so ill bred as to be a deprauer of your worthines beleeue me if I had not some hope of your abiding with vs I should neuer desire to go out of black whilst I liued but learne to speake i' the nose and turne puritan presently Ang. I thanke you Lady I know you can flout Aur. Come doe you take it so I faith you wrong me Fran. I but Maddame Thus to disclaime in all the effects of pleasure May make your sadnesse seeme to much affected And then the proper grace of it is lost Phoenix Indeed sir if I did put on this sadnesse Onely abroad and in Society And were in priuate merry and quick humor'd Then might it seeme affected and abhord But as my lookes appeare such is my spirit Drown'd vp with confluence of griefe and melancholy That like to riuers run through all my vaines Quenching the pride and feruour of my bloud Max. My honorable Lord no more There is the honour of my bloud ingag'd For your sonnes safety Count Signior blame me not For tending his security so much He is mine onely sonne and that word onely Hath with his strong and reprecussiue sound Stroke my heart cold and giuen it a deepe wound Max. Why but stay I beseech you had your Lordship euer any more sonnes then this Count Why haue not you knowen it Maximilian Max. Let my Sword faile me then Count I had one other yonger borne then this By twise so many howers as would fill The circle of a yeare his name Camillo Whome in that blacke and fearfull night I lost T is now a nineteene yeares agone at least And yet the memory of it fits as fresh Within my braine as t were but yesterday It was that night wherein the great Chamont The generall for France surprised Vicenza Me thinks the horrour of that clamorous shout His souldiers gaue when they attaind the wall Yet tingles in mine eare me thinkes I see With what amazed lookes distracted thoughts And minds confus'd we that were citizens Confronted one another euery street Was fild with bitter selfe tormenting cries And happy was that foote that first could presse The flowry champaigne bordering on Verona Heere I imploy'd about my deare wiues safety Whose soule is now in peace lost my Camillo Who sure was murdered by the barbarous Souldiers Or else I should haue heard my heart is great Sorrow is faint and passion makes me sweat Max Grieue not sweet Count comfort your spirts you haue a sonne a noble gentleman he stands in the face of honour For his safety let that be no question I am maister of my fortune and he shall share with me Farewell my honorable Lord Ladies once more adiew for your selfe maddam you are a most rare creature I tell you so be not proud of it I loue you come Lord Paulo to horse Pau. Adiew good Signior Francesco farewell sister Sound a tucket and as they passe euery one seuerally depart Maximilian Paulo Ferneze and Angelo remaine Ang. How shall we rid him hence Pau. Why well inough sweet Signior Maximilian I haue some small occasion to stay If it may please you but take horse afore I le ouer take you ere your troopes be ranged Max. Your motion hath tast wel Lord Ferneze I go Exit Max. Pau. Now if my loue faire Rachel were so happy But to looke forth See fortune doth me grace Enter Rachel Before I can demaund how now loue Where is your father Rach. Gone abroad my Lord Pau: That 's well Rach. I but I feare hee le presently returne Are you now going my most honored Lord Pau. I my sweet Rachel Ang. Before God she is a sweet wench Pau. Rachel I hope I shall not need to vrge The sacred purity of our effects As if it hung in triall or suspence Since in our hearts and by our mutuall vowes It is confirmd and seald in sight of heauen Nay doe not weepe why starte you feare not Loue Your father cannot be returned so soone I prithee doe not looke so heauily Thou shalt want nothing Rach. No is your presence nothing I shall want that and wanting that want all For that is all to me Pau. Content thee sweet I haue Made choise here of a constant friend This gentleman one whose zealous loue I doe repose more then on all the world Thy beauteous selfe excepted and to him Haue I committed my deere care of thee As to my genius or my other soule Receiue hi gentle loue and what deffects My absence proues his presence shall supply The time is enuious of our longer stay Farewell deere Rachel Rach: Most deere Lord adew Heauen and honour crowne your deeds and you Exit Rachel Pau. Faith tell me Angelio how dost thou like her Ang. Troth well my Lord but shall I speake my mind Pan. I prithee doe Ang. She is deriud too meanely to be wife To such a noble person in my iudgement Pau. Nay then thy iudgement is to meene I see Didst thou neare read in difference of good T is more to shine in vertue then in bloud Enter Iaques Ang. Come you are so sententious my Lord Pau. Here comes her father How dost thou good Iaques Ang. God saue thee Iaques Iaq. What should this meane Rachel open the dore Exit Iaques Ang. Sbloud how the poore slaue lookes as though He had bene haunted by the spirit Lar Or seene the ghost of some great Satrapas In an vnsauory sheet Pru. I muse he spake no belike he was amazd Comming so suddenly and vnprepard Well le ts go Exeunt Actus secundi Scaena prima Enter Iaques solus SO now inough my heart beat now no more At least for this afright what a could sweat Flow'd on my browes and ouer all my bosome Had I not reason to behold my dore Beset with vnthrifts and my selfe abroad Why Iaques was their nothing in the house Worth a continuall eye a vigelent thought Whose head should neuer nod nor eyes once wincke Looke on my coate my thoughts worne quite thred bare That time could neuer couer with a nappe And by it learne neuer with nappes of sleepe To
asse that will keepe promise stricktly In any thing that checkes his priuate pleasure Chiefly in loue S'bloud am not I a man Haue I not eyes that are as free to looke And bloud to be enflam'd as well as his And when it is so shall I not pursue Mine owne loues longings but preferre my friends I t is a good foole do so hang me then Because I swore alas who doo's not know That louers periuries are ridiculous Haue at thee Rachel I le go court her sure For now I know her father is abroad Enter Iaques S'bloud see he is here ô what damn'd lucke is this This labour 's lost I must by no meanes see him tau dery dery Exit Scaene 2. Iaques Christophero IAq. Mischiefe and hell what is this man a spirit Haunts he my houses ghost still at my doore He has beene at my doore he has beene in In my deere doore pray God my gold be safe Enter Christophero Gods pitty here 's another Rachel ho Rachel Chris. God saue you honest father Iaq. Rachel Gods light come to me Rachel Rachel Exit Chris. Now in Gods name what ayles he this is strange He loues his daughter so I le lay my life That hee 's afraid hauing beene now abroad I come to seeke her loue vnlawfully Enter Iaques Iaq. T is safe t is safe they haue not rob'd my treasure Chris. Let it not seeme offensiue to you sir Iaq. Sir God 's my life sir sir call me sir Chris. Good father here me Iaq. You are most welcome sir I meant almost and would your worship speake Would you abase your selfe to speake to me Chris. T is no abasing father my intent Is to do further honour to you sir Then onely speake which is to be your sonne Iaq. My gold is in his nostrels he has smelt it Breake breast breake heart fall on the earth my entrailes With this same bursting admiration He knowes my gold he knowes of all my treasure How do you know sir whereby do you guesse Chris. At what sir what i st you meane Iaq. I aske an 't please your Gentle worship how you know I meane how I should make your worship know That I haue nothing To giue with my poore daughter I haue nothing The very aire bounteous to euery man Is scant to me sir Chris. I do thinke good father you are but poore Iaq. He thinkes so harke but thinke so He thinkes not so he knowes of all my treasure Exit Chris. Poore man he is so ouerioyed to heare His daughter may be past his hopes bestowed That betwixt feare and hope if I meane simply He is thus passionate Enter Iaques Iaq. Yet all is safe within is none without No body breake my walles Chris. What say you father shall I haue your daughter Iaq. I haue no dowry to bestow vpon her Chris. I do expect none father Iaq. That is well Then I beseech your worship make no question Of that you wish t is too much fauour to me Chris. I le leaue him now to giue his passions breath Which being setled I will fetch his daughter I shall but moue too much to speake now to him Exit Christophero Iaq. So hee 's gone would all were dead and gone That I might liue with my deere gold alone Scaene 3. Iaques Count Count Here is the poore old man Iaq. Out of my soule another comes he hither Count Be not dismaid old man I come to cheere you Iaq. To me by heauen Turne ribs to brasse turne voice into a trumpet To rattle out the battels of my thoughts One comes to hold me talke while th' other robbes me Exit Count He has forgot me sure what should this meane He feares authority and my want of wife Will take his daughter from him to defame her He that hath naught on earth but one poore daughter May take this extasie of care to keepe her Enter Iaques Iaq. And yet t is safe they meane not to vse force But fawning comming I shall easly know By his next question if he thinke me rich Whom see I my good Lord Count Stand vp good father I call thee not father for thy age But that I gladly wish to be thy sonne In honoured marriage with thy beauteous daughter Iaq. O so so so so so this is for gold Now it is sure this is my daughters neatnesse Makes them beleeue me rich No my good Lord I le tell you all how my poore haplesse daughter Got that attire she weares from top to toe Count Why father this is nothing Iaq. O yes good my Lord Count Indeed it is not Iaq. Nay sweet Lord pardon me do not dissemble Heare your poore beads-man speake t is requisite That I so huge a beggar make account Of things that passe my calling she was borne T' enioy nothing vnderneath the sonne But that if she had more then other beggars She should be enuied I will tell you then How she had all she weares her warme shooes God wot A kind maide gaue her seeing her go barefoot In a cold frosty morning God requite her Her homely stockings Count Father I le heare no more thou mou'st too much With thy too curious answere for thy daughter That doth deserue a thousand times as much I le be thy Sonne in law and she shall weare Th' attire of Countesses Iaq. O good my Lord Mock not the poore remembers not your Lordship That pouerty is the precious gift of God As well as riches tread vpon me rather Then mocke my poorenes Count Rise I say When I mocke poorenes then heauens make me poore Enter Nuntius Scaene 7. Nuncio Count NVn. See here 's the Count Ferneze I will tell him The haplesse accident of his braue sonne That hee may seeke the sooner to redeeme him Exit Iaques God saue your Lordship Count You are right welcome sir Nun. I would I brought such newes as might deserue it Count What bring you me ill newes Nun. T is ill my Lord Yet such as vsuall chance of warre affoords And for which all men are prepar'd that vse it And those that vse it not but in their friends Or in their children Count Ill newes of my sonne My deere and onely sonne I le lay my soule Ay me accurs'd thought of his death doth wound me And the report of it will kill me quite Nun. T is not so ill my Lord Count How then Nun. Hee 's taken prisoner and that 's all Count That 's enough enough I set my thoughts on loue on seruile loue Forget my vertuous wife feele not the dangers The bands and wounds of mine owne flesh and bloud And therein am a mad man therein plagu'd With the most iust affliction vnder heauen Is Maximilian taken prisoner to Nun. My good my Lord he is return'd with prisoners Count I st possible can Maximilian Returne and view my face without my sonne For whom he swore such care as for himselfe Nun. My Lord no care can change the euents of war Count
spirit within the circle of your armes Count Honor'd Chamont reach me your valiant hand I could haue wisht some happier accident Had made the way vnto this mutuall knowledge Which either of vs now must take of other But sure it is the pleasure of our fates That we should thus be wrack't on Fortunes wheele Let vs prepare with steeled patience To tread on torment and with mindes confirm'd Welcome the worst of enuy Max. Noble Lord t is thus I haue here in mine honour set this gentleman free without ransome he is now himselfe his valour hath deseru'd it in the eye of my iudgement Mounsieur Gasper you are deere to me fortuna non mutuat genus But to the maine if it may square with your Lordships liking and his loue I could desire that he were now instantly imployed to your noble Generall in the exchange of Ferneze for your selfe it is the businesse that requires the tender hand of a friend Count I and it would be with more speed effected If he would vndertake it Max. True my Lord Mounsieur Gasper how stand you affected to this motion Cha. My duty must attend his Lordships will Max. What sayes the Lord Chamont Cam. My will doth then apprroue what these haue vrg'd Max. Why there is good harmony good musicke in thise Mounsieur Gasper you shall protract no time onely I will giue you a bowle of rich wine to the health of your Generall another to the successe of your iourney and a third to the loue of my sword Passe Exeunt all but Aurelia and Phoenixella Anre. Why how now sister in a motley muse Go to ther 's somewhat in the wind I see Faith this browne study suites not with your blacke Your habit and your thoughts are of two colours Phoen. Good faith me thinkes that this young Lord Chamont fauours my mother sister does he not Aure. A motherly conceite ô blind excuse Blinder then loue himselfe Well sister well Cupid hath tane his stand in both your eyes The case is alterd Phoen. And what of that Aure. Nay nothing but a Saint Another Bridget one that for a face Would put downe Vesta in whose lookes doth swim The very sweetest creame of modesty You to turne tippet fie fie will you giue A packing penny to Virginity I thought youl 'd dwell so long in Cypres I le You 'd worship Maddam Venus at the length But come the strongest fall and why not you Nay do not frowne Phoen. Go go you foole Adiew Aure. Well I may iest or so but Cupid knowes My taking is as bad or worse then hers O Mounsieur Gasper if thou bee'st a man Be not affraid to court me do but speake Challenge thy right and weare it for I sweare Till thou arriud'st nere came affection here Exit Enter Pacue Finio Fin Come on my sweet finicall Pacue the very prime Of Pages here 's an excellent place for vs to practise in No body fees vs here come le ts to it Enter Onion Pac. Contenta Reguarde vou le Preimer Oni. Sirra Finio Pac. Mort deiu le pesant Oni. Didst thou see Valentine Finio Valentine no Oni. No Fini. No Sirrah Onion whither goest Oni. O I am vext he that would trust any of these lying trauellers Finio I prithee stay good Onion Pac. Mounsieur Onion vene ca come hidera Ie vou prey By gar me ha see two tree foure hundra towsand of your Cousan hang Lend me your hand shall prey for know you bettra Oni. I thanke you good signior Parla vou O that I were in an other world in the Ingies or some where that I might haue roome to laugh Pac. A we fort boon stand you be deere now me come Boon iour Mounsieur Vnder the arme Fin God morrow good signior Pac By gar be mush glad for see you Fin I returne you most kind thanks sir Oni. How how Sbloud this is rare Pac. Nay shall make you say rare by and by Reguard Mounsieur Finio The shoulder Fin Signior Pache. Pac. Dieu vou gard Mounsieur Fin God saue you sweet signior Pac. Mounsieur Onion is not fort boon Oni. Beane quoth he would I were in debt of a pottle of beanes I could do as much Fin Welcome signior what 's next Pac. O here Void de grand admiration as should meet perchance Mounsieur Finio Fin. Mounsieur Pacue Pac. Iesu by Gar who thinke wee shall meete here Fin By this hand I am not a little proud of it sir Oni. This trick is onely for the the chamber it cannot be cleanly done abroad Pac. Well what say you for dis den Mounsieur Fin. Nay pray sir Pac. Par ma foy vou bein encounters Fin What doe you meane sir let your gloue alone Pac. Comen se porte la sante Fin Faith exceeding well sir Pac Trot be mush ioy for heire Fin And how i st with you sweet signior Pache. Pac. Fat comme vou voyer Oni. Yong gentlemen spirits of bloud if euer you le tast of a sweet peece of mutton do Onion a good turne now Pac. Que que parla Mounseir what i st Oni. Faith teach me one of these tricks Pac. O me shall doe presently stand you deere you signior deere my selfe is here so fort bein now I parle to Mounseir Onion Onion pratla to you you speaka to me so and as you parle chang the bonet Mounseir Onion Oni. Mounseiur Finio Fin Mounseur Pacue Pac. Pray be couera Oni. Nay I beseech you sir Fin What do you meane Pac. Pardon moy shall be so Oni O God sir Fin Not I in good faith sir Pac. By gar you must Oni: It shall be yours Fin Nay then you wrong me Oni. Well and euer I come to be great Pac. You be big enough for de Onion already Oni. I meane a great man Fin Then thou 'dst be a monster Oni. Well God knowes not what fortune may doe commaund me vse me from the soule to the crowne and the crowne to the soule meaning not onely from the crowne of the head and the sole of the foot but also the foote of the mind and the crownes of the purse I cannot stay now yong gentlemen but time was time is and time shall be Exeunt Enter Chamount Camillo Cha. Sweet Iasper I am sorry we must part But strong necessity enforceth it Let not the time seeme long vnto my friend Till my returne for by our loue I sweare The sacred spheare wherein our soules are knit I will endeauour to effect this busines With all industrious care and happy speed Cam. My Lord these circumstances would come well To one lesse capable of your desert Then I in whom your mirrit is confirmed With such authenticall and grounded proues Cha. Well I will vse no more Gasper adiew Cam. Farewell my honored Lord Cha. Commend me to the Lady my good Gasper Cam. I had remembred that had not you vrgd it Cha. Once more adiew sweet Gasper Cam. My good Lord Exit Camillo Cha. Thy
vertues are more precious then thy name Kind gentleman I would not sell thy loue For all the earthly obiects that mine eyes Haue euer tasted sure thou art nobly borne How euer fortune hath obscurd thy birth For natiue honour sparkles in thine eyes How may I blesse the time wherein Chamont My honored father did surprise vicenza Where this my friend knowen by no name was found Being then a child and scarce of power to speake To whom my father gaue this name of Gasper And as his owne respected him to death Since when wee two haue shard our mutuall fortunes With equall spirits and but deathes rude hand No violence shall dissolue this sacred band Exit Enter Iuniper in his shop singing to him Onion Oni. Fellow Iuniper no more of thy songs and sonets sweet Iuniper no more of thy hymnes and madrigals thou sing'st but I sigh Iuni What 's the matter Peter ha what in an Academy still still in sable and costly black array ha Oni. Prithee rise mount mount sweet Iuniper for I goe downe the wind and yet I puffe for I am vext Iuni. Ha Bully vext what intoxicate is thy braine in a quintescence an Idea a metamorphosis an Apology ha rogue come this loue feeds vpon thee I see by thy cheekes and drinkes healthes of vermilion teares I see by thine eyes Oni. I confesse Cupids carouse he plaies super negulum with my liquor of life Iuni. Tut thou art a goose to be Cupids gull go to no more of this contemplations calculations mourne not for Rachels thine owne Oni. For that let the higher powers worke but sweet Iuniper I am not sad for her and yet for her in a second person or if not so yet in a third Iuni. How second person away away in the crotchets already Longitude and Latitude what second what person ha Oni. Iuniper I le bewray my selfe before thee for thy company is sweet vnto me but I must entreat thy helping hand in the case Iuni. Tut no more of this surquedry I am thine owne ad vngem vpsie freeze pell mell come what case what case Oni. For the case it may be any mans case aswell as mine Rachel I meane but I le medle with her anon in the meane time Valentine is the man hath wrongd me Iuni. How my Ingle wrong thee i st possible Oni. Your Ingle hang him infidell well and if I be not reuengd one him let Peter Onion by the infernall Gods be turned to al eeke or a scalion I spake to him for a ditty for this handkerchier Iuni. Why has he not done it Oni. Done it not a verse by this hand Iuni. O in dichus illis O preposterous wel come be blith the best iudge of the is somtimes dul fellow Onion pardon mine Iugle he is a man has imperfections and declinations as other men haue his masse somtimes cannot carnet nor prognisticat and come of as it should no matter I le hammer our a paraphrase for thee my selfe Oni. No sweet Iuniper no danger doth breed delay loue makes me chollericke I can beare no longer Iuni. Not beare what my mad Meridian slaue not be are what Oni. Cupids burden t is to heauy to tollerable and as for the handkerchire and the posie I will not trouble thee but if thou wilt goe with me into her fathers backside old Iaques backside and speake for me to Rachel I wil not being ratitude the old man is abroad and all Iuni. Art thou sure on 't Oni. As sure as an obligation Iuni. Le ts away then come we spend time in a vaine circumference trade I cashire thee til to morrow fellow Onion for thy sake I finish this workiday Oni. God a mercy and for thy sake I le at any time make a holiday Exunt Enter Angelio Rachel Ang. Nay I prithee Rachel I come to comfort thee Be not so sad Rach. O signior Angelo No comfort but his presence can remoue This sadnesse from my heart Ang. Nay then y' are fond And want that strength of iudgement and election That should be attendent on your yeares and forme Will you because your Lord is taken prisoner Blubber and weepe and keepe a peeuish stirre As though you would turne turtle with the newes Come come be wise Sblood say your Lord should die And you goe marre your face as you begin What would you doe trow who would care for you But this it is when nature will bestow Her gifts on such as know not how to vse them You shall haue some that had they but one quarter Of your faire beauty they would make it shew A little otherwise then you do this Or they would see the painter twice an hower And I commend them I that can vse art With such iudiciall practise Rach. You talke iedly If this be your best comfort keepe it still My sences cannot feede on such sower cates Ang. And why sweet heart Rach. Nay leaue good signior Ang. Come I haue sweeter vyands yet in store Enter Onion and Iuniper Iuni. I in any case mistres Rachel Ang. Rachel Rach. Gods pitty signior Angelo I here my father away for Gods sake Ang: S'bloud I am betwixt I thinke this is twice now I haue been serued thus Exit Rach. Pray God he meet him not Exit Rechel Oni. O braue she 's yonder O terrible shee 's gone Iuni. Yea so nimble in your Dilemma's and your Hiperbole's Hay my loue O my loue at the first sight By the masse Oni. O how she skudded O sweet scud how she tripped O delicate trip and goe Iuni. Come thou art enamored with the influence of her profundity but sirrah harke a little Oni. O rare what what passing Ifaith what i st what i st Iuni. What wilt thou say now if Rachel stand now and play hity tity through the key hole to behold the equipage of thy person Oni. O sweet equipage try good Iuniper tickle her talke talke O rare Iuni. Mistris Rachel watch then if her father come Rachel Madona Rachel No Oni. Say I am here Onion or Peter or so Iuni. No I le knock wee le not stand vpon Horizons and tricks but fall roundly to the matter Oni. Well said sweet Iuniper Horizons hang hem knock knock Rach. Whos 's there father Iuni. Father no and yet a father if you please to be a mother Oni. Well said Iuniper to her againe a smack or two more of the mother Iuni. Do you here sweet soule sweet radamant sweet mathauell one word Melpomine are you at leasure Rach. At leasure what to doe Iuni. To doe what to doe nothing but to be liable to the extasie of true loues exigent or so you smell my meaning Oni. Smell filthy fellow Iuniper filthy smell O most odious Iuni. How filthy Oni. Filthy by this finger smell smell a rat smel a pudding away these tricks are for truls a plaine wench loues plaine dealing I le vpon my selfe smel to march paine wench Iuni. With all my heart I le be legitimate and silent
as an apple-squire I le see nothing and say nothing Oni. Sweet hart sweet hart Iuni. And bag pudding ha ha ha Iaq. What Rachel my girle what Rachel Within Oni. Gods lid Iaq. What Rachel Within Rach. Here I am Within Oni What rakehell cals Rachel O treason to my loue Iuni. It s her father on my life how shall wee entrench and edifie our selues from him Oni. O conni-catching Cupid Enter Iaques Iaq. How in my back side where what come they for Onion gets vp into a tree Where are they Rachel theeues theeues Stay villaine slaue Rachel vntye my dog Nay theife thou canst not scape Iuni. I pray you sir Oni. A pitifull Onion that thou hadst a rope Iaq. Why Rachel when I say let loose my dog garlique my mastiue let him loose I say Iuni. For Gods sake here me speake keepe vp your cur Oni. I feare not garlique hee le not bite Onion his kinsman pray God he come out and then thei le not smell me Iaq. well then deliuer come deliuer slaue Iuni. What should I deliuer Iaq. O thou wouldst haue me tell thee wouldst thou shew me thy hands what hast thou in thy hands Iuni. Here be my hands Iaq. Stay are not thy fingers ends begrimd with durt no thou hast wipt them Iuni. Wipt them Iaq. I thou villaine thou art a subtile knaue put off thy shewes come I will see them giue me a knife here Rachel I le rip the soles Oni. No matter he 's a cobler he can mend them Iuni. What are you mad are you detestable would you make an Anatomy of me thinke you I am not true Ortographie Iaq. Ortographie Anatomy Iuni. For Gods sake be not so inuiolable I am no ambuscado what predicament call you this why do you intimate so much Iaq. I can feele nothing Oni. Bi r Lady but Onion feeles something Iaq. Soft sir you are not yet gon shake your legs come and your armes be briefe stay let me see these drums these kilderkins these bombard slops what is it crams hem so Iuni. Nothing but haire Iaq. That 's true I had almost forgot this rug this hedghogs nest this hay mowe this beares skin this heath this firsbush Iuni. O let me goe you teare my haire you reluolue my braines and vnderstanding Iaq. Heart thou art somewhat eas'd halfe of my feare Hath tane his leaue of my the other halfe Still keepes possession in dispight of hope Vntill these amorous eyes court my faire gold Deare I come to thee friend why art not gone Auoid my soules vexation Sathan hence Why doest thou stare on me why doest thou stay Why por'st thou on the ground with theeuish eyes What see'st thou there thou curre what gap'st thou at Hence from my house Rachel send garlick forth Iunip. I am gone sir I am gone for Gods sake stay Exit Iuniper Iaq. Pack and thanke God thou scap'st so well away Oni. If I scape this tree destinies I defie you Iaq. I cannot see by any Characters Writ on this earth that any fellon foote Hath tane acquaintance of this hallowed ground None sees me knees do homage to your Lord T is safe t is safe it lyes and sleepes so soundly T would do one good to looke on 't If this blisse Be giuen to any man that hath much gold Iustly to say t is safe I say t is safe O what a heauenly round these two words dance Within me and without me First I thinke hem And then I speake hem then I watch their sound And drinke it greedily with both mine eares Then thinke then speake then drinke their sound againe And racket round about this bodies court These two sweet words t is safe stay I will feed My other sences ô how sweet it smels Oni. I mar'le he smels not Onion being so neere it Iaq. Downe to thy graue againe thou beauteous Ghost Angels men say are spirits Spirits be Inuisible bright angels are you so Be you inuisible to euery eye Saue onely these Sleepe I le not breake your rest Though you breake mine Deare Saints adiew adiew My feete part from you but my soule dwels with you Exit Oni. Is he gone ô Fortune my friend not fortune my foe I come downe to embrace thee and kisse thy great toe Enter Iuniper Iunip. Fellow Onion Peter Oni. Fellow Iuniper What 's the old panurgo gone departed cosmografied ha Oni. O I and harke Sirrah Shall I tell him no Iunip. Nay be briefe and declare stand not vpon conodrums now thou knowest what contagious speeches I haue sufferd for thy sake and he should come againe and inuent me here Oni. He saies true it was for my sake I will tell him Sirra Iuniper and yet I will not Iunip. What sayest thou sweete Onion Oni. And thou hadst smelt the sent of me when I was in the tree thou wouldest not haue said so but Sirra The case is alterd with me my heart has giuen loue a box of the eare made him kicke vp the heeles I faith Iunip. Sayest thou me so wad Greeke how haps it how chances it Oni. I cannot hold it Iuniper haue an eye looke haue an eye to the doore the old prouerb 's true I see gold is but mucke Nay Gods so Iuniper to the doore an eye to the maine chance here you slaue haue an eye Iunip. O inexorable ô infallible ô infricate deuine and superficiall fortune Oni. Nay it will be sufficient anon here looke heere Iunip. O insolent good lucke How didst thou produce th' intelligence of the gold' mynerals Oni. I le tell you that anon heere make shift conuey cramme I le teach you how you shall call for garlike againe I faith Iunip. S'bloud what shall we do with all this we shall nere bring it to a consumption Oni. Consumption why wee le bee most sumptuously attir'd man Iunip. By this gold I will haue three or foure most stigmaticall suites presently Oni. I le go in my foot-cloth I le turne Gentleman Iunip. So will I Oni. But what badge shall we giue what cullison Iunip. As for that le ts vse the infidelity and commiseration of some harrot of armes he shall giue vs a gudgeon Oni. A gudgeon a scutheon thou wouldst say man Iunip. A scutcheon or a gudgeon all is one Oni. Well our armes be good inough le ts looke to our legges Iunip. Content wee le be iogging Oni. Rachel we retire garlike God boy ye Iunip. Farewell sweete Iaques Oni. Farewell sweete Rachel sweet dogge adiew Exeunt Enter Maximilian Count Ferneze Aurelia Phoenixella Pache. Max. Nay but sweet Count Count Away I le heare no more Neuer was man so palpably abusd My sonne so basely marted and my selfe Am made the subiect of your mirth and scorne Max. Count Ferneze you tread to hard vpon my patience Do not persist I aduise your Lordship Count I will persist and vnto thee I speake Thou Maximilian thou hast iniur'd me Max. Before the Lord Aur. Sweet signior Phoe O my father Mvx. Lady
not meet you there Now to this geere Iaques Iaques what Iaques within Iaq. Who cals whos 's there Ange. Iaques within Iaq. Who cals Ange. Steward he comes he comes Iaques Enter Iaques Iaq. What voice is this no body here was I not cald I was And one cride Iaques with a hollow voyce I was deceiu'd no I was not deceiu'd See see it was an Angell cald me forth Gold gold man-making gold another starre Drop they from heauen no no my house I hope Is haunted with a Fairy My deere Lar My houshold God My Fairy on my knees Christ Iaques Exit Christopher Iaq. My Lar doth call me ô sweet voyce Musicall as the spheares see see more gold within Chris. Iaques Enter Rachel Iaq. What Rachel Rachel lock my doore looke to my house within Chris. Iaques Iaq. Shut fast my doore a golden crowne Iaques shall be a king Exit Ange. To a fooles paradice that path will bring Thee and thy houshold Lar Rach. What means my father I wonder what strange humor Ange. Come sweete soule leaue wondring start not t was I laid this plot to get thy father forth Rach. O Angelo Ange. O me no oo's but heare my Lord your loue Paulo Ferneze is returnd from warre Lingers at Pont Valeria and from thence By post at midnight last I was coniur'd To man you thither stand not on replies A horse is sadled for you will you go And I am for you if you will stay why so Rach. O Angelo each minute is a day till my Ferneze come come wee le away sir Ange. Sweet soule I guesse thy meaning by thy lookes At pont Valerio thou thy loue shalt see But not Ferneze Steward fare you well You wait for Rachel to when can you tell Exeunt Enter Iaq. Iaq. O in what golden circle haue I dan'st Millaine these od'rous and enfloured fields Are none of thine no here 's Elizium Heere blessed ghosts do walke this is the Court And glorious palace where the God of gold Shines like the sonne of sparkling maiesty O faire fethered my red-brested birds Come flye with me I le bring you to a quier Whose consort being sweetned with your sound The musique will be fuller and each hower These eares shall banquet with your harmony ô ô ô Enter Christ Chris. At the old priorie behind Saint Foyes That was the place of our appointment sure I hope he will not make me loose my gold And mock me to perhaps they are within I le knock Iaq. O God the case is alterd Christ Rachel Angelo Signior Angelo Iaq. Angels I where mine Angels wher 's my gold Why Rachel O thou theeuish Canibal Thou eatest my flesh in stealing of my gold Chris. What gold Iaq. What gold Rachel call help come forth I le rip thine entrailes but I le haue my gold Rachel why comes thou not I am vndone Ay me she speakes not thou hast slaine my child Exit Chris. What is the man possest trow this is strange Rachel I see is gone with Angelo Well I le once againe vnto the priory And see if I can meete them Exit Christopher Iaq. T is too true Enter Iaques Th' ast made away my child how hast my gold O what Hienna cald me out of dores The theife is gone my gold 's gone Rachels gone Al 's gone saue I that spend my cries in vaine But I le hence too and die or end this paine Exit Enter Iuniper Onion Finio Valentine Iuni. Swonds let me goe hay catso catch him aliue I call I call boy I come I come sweet heart Oni. Page hold my rapier while I hold my freind here Valen. O heer 's a sweet metamorphosis a cupple of buzzards turn'd to a paire of peacocks Iuni. Signior Onion lend me thy boy to vnhang my rapier On Signior Iuniper for once or so but troth is you must inueigle as I haue done my Lords page here a poor folower of mine Iuni. Hei ho your page then sha'not be super intendent vpon me he shall not be addicted he shall not be incident he shall not be incident he shall not be incident shall he Fin O sweet signior Iuniper He foynes Iuni Sbloud stand away princocks do not aggrauate my ioy Valen. Nay good Maister Onion Oni. Nay and he haue the heart to draw my bloud let him come Iuni. I le slice you Onion I le slice you Oni. I le cleaue you Iuniper Valen. Why hold hold hough what do you meane Iuni. Let him come Ingle stand by boy his allebaster blad cannot feare me Fin Why heare you sweet signior let not there be any contētion betweene my Maister you about me if you want a page sir I can helpe you to a proper stripling Iuni. Canst thou what parentage what ancestry what genealogy is he Fin A french boy sir Iuni. Has he his French linguist has he Fin I sir Iuni. Then transport him her 's a crusado for thee Oni. You will not imbecell my seruant with your beneuolence will you hold boy their 's a portmantu for thee Fin Lord sir On. Do take it boy it s three pounds ten shill. a portmantu Fin I thanke your Lordship Exit Finio Iuni. Sirrah Ningle thou art a traueller and I honour thee I prithee discourse cherish thy muse discourse Valen. Of what sir Iuni. Of what thou wilt Sbloud hang sorrow Oni. Prithy Valentine assoile me one thing Valen. T is pitty to soile you sir your new apparell On. Masse thou saist true aparel makes a man forget himself Iun. Begin find your tongue Ningle Val. Now will gull these ganders rarely Gentlemen hauing in my peregrinatiō through Mesopotamia Iun. Speake legibly this gam 's gone without the great mercy of God Here 's a fine tragedy indeed Ther 's a Keisars royall By Gods lid nor King nor Keisar shall Enter Finio Pacue Balt Martino Balt. Where where Finio where be they Iun. Go to I le be with you anon Oni. O her 's the page signior Iuniper Iun. What sayth monsier Onion boy Fin What say you sir Iuni. Tread out boy Fin Take vp you meane sir Iun. Tread out I say so I thanke you is this the boy Pac. Aue mounsieur Iuni. Who gaue you that name Pac. Giue me de name vat name Oni. He thought your name had been we yong gentlemen you must do more then his legges can do for him beare with him sir Iuni. Sirrah giue me instance of your carriage you le serue my turne will you Pac. What turne vpon the toe Fin O signior no Iuni. Page will you follow me I le giue you good exhibition Pac. By gar shal not alone follow you but shal leade you to Oni. Plaguie boy he sooths his humour these french villaines ha pockie wits Iuni. Here disarme me take my semitary Valen. O rare this would be a rare man and he had a little trauell Balthasar Martino put off your shooes and bid him coble them Iuni. Freinds friends but pardon me for fellows no more in
occupation no more in corporation t is so pardon me the case is alterd this is law but I le stand to nothing Pac. Fat so me tinke Iuni. Well then God saue the dukes Maiesty is this any harme now speake is this any harme now Oni. No nor good neither Sbloud Iuni. Do you laugh at me do you laugh at me do you laugh at me Valen. I sir we do Iunip. You do indeed Valen. I indeed sir Iuni. T is sufficient Page carry my purse dog me Exit Oni. Gentlemen leaue him not you see in what case he is he is not in aduersity his purse is full of money leaue him not Enter Angelo with Rachel Exeunt Ang. Nay gentle Rachel Rach. Away forbeare vngentle Angelo Touch not my body with those impious hands That like hot Irons seare my trembling heart And make it hisse at your disloyalty Enter Chamount Paulo Ferneze Was this your drift to vse Fernezes name Was he your fittest stale ô wild dishonor Pau. Stay noble sir Ange. Sbloud how like a puppet do you talke now Dishonor what dishonor come come foole Nay then I see y' are peeuish S'heart dishonor To haue you to a priest and marry you And put you in an honorable state Rach. To marry me ô heauen can it be That men should liue with such vnfeeling soules Without or touch or conscience of religion Or that their warping appetites should spoile Those honor'd formes that the true seale of friendship Had set vpon their faces Ange. Do you heare what needs all this say will you haue me or no Rach. I l'e haue you gone and leaue me if you would Ange. Leaue you I was accurst to bring you hither And make so faire an offer to a foole A pox vpon you why should you be coy What good thing haue you in you to be proud of Are y'any other then a beggars daughter Because you haue beauty O Gods light a blast Pau. I Angelo Ange. You scornefull baggage I lou'd thee not so much but now I hate thee Rach. Vpon my knees you heauenly powers I thanke you That thus haue tam'd his wild affections Ange. This will not do I must to her againe Rachel ô that thou sawst my heart or didst behold The place from whence that scalding sigh euented Rachel by Iesu I loue thee as my soule Rachel sweet Rachel Rach. What againe returnd vnto this violent passion Ange. Do but heare me by heauen I loue you Rachel Rach. Pray forbeare ô that my Lord Ferneze were but here Ange. Sbloud and he were what would he do Pau. This would he do base villaine Rach. My deere Lord Pau. Thou monster euen the soule of trechery O what dishonord title of reproch May my tongue spit in thy deserued face Me thinkes my very presence should inuert The steeled organs of those traytrous eyes To take into thy heart and pierce it through Turn'st thou them on the ground wretch dig a graue With their sharp points to hide th' abhorred head Sweet loue thy wrongs haue beene too violent Since my departure from thee I perceiue But now true comfort shall againe appeare And like an armed angell guard thee safe From all th' assaults of couered villany Come Mounsieur let 's go leaue this wretch to his despaire Ange. My noble Ferneze Pau. What canst thou speake to me and not thy tongue Forc't with the torment of thy guilty soule Breake that infected circle of thy mouth Like the rude clapper of a crazed bell I that in thy bosome lodg'd my soule With all her traine of secrets thinking them To be as safe and richly entertained As in a Princes court or tower of strength And thou to proue a traitor to my trust And basely to expose it ô this world Ange. My honorable Lord Pau. The very owle whō other birds do stare wonder at Shall hoot at thee and snakes in euery bush Shall deafe thine eares with their Cha. Nay good my Lord giue end vnto your passions Ange. You shall see I will redeeme your lost opinion Rach. My Lord beleeue him Cha. Come be satisfied sweet Lord you know our haste Let vs to horse the time for my engaged returne is past Be friends againe take him along with you Pau. Come signior Angelo hereafter proue more true Exeunt Enter Count Ferneze Maximillian Francesco Count Tut Maximillian for your honor'd selfe I am perswaded but no words shall turne The edge of purposd vengeance on that wretch Come bring him forth to execution Enter Camillo bound with seruants I le hang him for my sonne he shall not scape Had he an hundred liues Tell me vile slaue Thinkest thou I loue my sonne is he my flesh Is he my bloud my life and shall all these be torturd for thy sake and not reueng'd trusse vp the villaine Max. My Lord there is no law to confirme this action T is dishonorable Count Dishonorable Maximilian It is dishonorable in Chamount the day of his prefixt returne is past and he shall pay for t Cam. My Lord my Lord Vse your extreamest vengeance I le be glad To suffer ten times more for such a friend Count O resolute and peremptory wretch Fran. My honored Lord let vs intreat a word Count I le heare no more I say he shall not liue My selfe will do it Stay what forme is this Stands betwixt him and me and holds my hand What miracle is this t is my owne fancy Carues this impression in me my soft nature That euer hath retaind such foolish pitty Of the most abiect creatures misery That it abhorres it what a child am I To haue a child Ay me my son my son Enter Christophero Chris. O my deere loue what is become of thee What vniust absence layest thou on my brest Like waights of lead when swords are at my backe That run me through with thy vnkind flight My gentle disposition waxeth wild I shall run frantike ô my loue my loue Enter Iaques Iaq. My gold my gold my life my soule my heauen What is become of thee see I le impart My miserable losse to my good Lord Let me haue search my Lord my gold is gone Count My sonne Christophero thinkst it possible I euer shall behold his face againe Chris. O father wher 's my loue were you so carelesse To let an vnthrift steale away your child Iaq. I know your Lordship may find out my gold For Gods sake pitty me iustice sweet Lord Count Now they haue yong Chamount Christophero Surely they neuer will restore my sonne Chris. Who would haue thought you could haue beene so carelesse to loose your onely daughter Iaq. Who would thinke That looking to my gold with such hares eyes That euer open I euen when thy sleepe I thus should loose my gold my noble Lord what saies your Lordship Count O my sonne my sonne Chris. My deerest Rachel Iaq. My most hony gold Count Heare me Christophero Chris. Nay heare me Iaques Iaq. Heare me most honor'd Lord Max. What
cudgell with tearmes Iuni. O Ingle I haue the phrases man and the Anagrams and the Epitaphs fitting the mistery of the noble science Oni. I le be hangd he were not misbegotten of some fencer Sebast. Sirrah Valentine you can resolue me now haue they their maisters of defence in other countries as we haue here in Italy Valen. O Lord I especially they in Vtopia there they performe their prizes and chalenges with as great cerimony as the Italian or any nation else Balt Indeed how is the manner of it for gods loue good Valentine Iuni. Ingle I prithee make recourse vnto vs wee are thy friends and familiars sweet Ingle Valen. Why thus sir Oni. God a mercy good Valentine nay go on Iuni. Silentium bonus socius Onionus good fellow Onion be not so ingenious and turbulent so fir and how how sweete Ingle Valen. Marry first they are brought to the publicke Theater Iuni. What ha they Theater there Valen. Theaters I and plaies to both tragidy and comedy set foorth with as much state as can be imagined Iuni. By Gods so a man is nobody till he has trauelled Sebast. And how are their plaies as ours are extemporall Valen. O no all premeditated things and some of them very good I faith my maister vsed to visite them often when he was there Balth. Why how are they in a place where any man may see them Valen. I in the common Theaters I tell you But the sport is at a new play to obserue the sway and variety of oppinion that passeth it A man shall haue such a confus'd mixture of iudgement powr'd out in the throng there as ridiculous as laughter it selfe one saies he likes not the writing another likes not the plot another not the playing And sometimes a fellow that comes not there past once in fiue yeare at a Parliament time or so will be as deepe myr'd in censuring as the best and sweare by Gods foote he would neuer stirre his foote to see a hundred such as that is Oni. I must trauell to see these things I shall nere think well of my selfe else Iunip. Fellow Onion I le beare thy charges and thou wilt but pilgrimize it along with me to the land of Vtopia Sebast. Why but me thinkes such rookes as these should be asham'd to iudge Valen. Not a whit the rankest stinkard of them all will take vpon him as peremptory as if he had writ himselfe in artibus magister Sebast. And do they stand to a popular censure for any thing they present Valen. I euer euer and the people generally are very acceptiue and apt to applaud any meritable worke but there are two sorts of persons that most commonly are infectious to a whole auditory Balth. What be they Iunip. I come le ts know them Oni. It were good they were noted Valen. Marry one is the rude barbarous crue a people that haue no braines and yet grounded iudgements these will hisse any thing that mounts aboue their grounded capacities But the other are worth the obseruation I faith Omnes What be they what be they Valen. Faith a few Caprichious gallants Iunip. Caprichious stay that word 's for me Valen. And they haue taken such a habit of dislike in all things that they will approue nothing be it neuer so conceited or elaborate but sit disperst making faces and spitting wagging their vpright eares and cry filthy filthy Simply vttering their owne condition and vsing their wryed countenances in stead of a vice to turne the good aspects of all that shall sit neere them from what they behold Enter Martino with cudgels Oni. O that 's well sayd lay them downe come sirs Who plaies fellow Iuniper Sebastian Balthasar Some body take them vp come Iunip. Ingle Valentine Valen. Not I sir I professe it not Iunip. Sebastian Sebast. Balthasar Balth. Who I Oni. Come but one bout I le giue hem thee I faith Balth. Why here 's Martino Oni. Foe he alas he cannot play a whit man Iunip. That 's all one no more could you in stata quo prius Martino play with him euery man has his beginning and conduction Mart. Will you not hurt me fellow Onion Oni. Hurt thee no and I do put me among pot-hearbs And chop me to peeces come on Iunip. By your fauor sweet bullies giue them roome back so Martino do not looke so thin vpon the matter Oni. Ha well plaid fall ouer to my legge now so to your guard againe excellent to my head now make home your blow spare not me make it home good good a gaine Sebast. Why how now Peter Valen. Gods so Onion has caught a bruise Iunip. Couragio be not caprichious what Oni. Caprichious not I I scorn to be caprichious for a scrach Martino must haue another bout come Val. Seb. Balth. No no play no more play no more Oni. Foe t is nothing a philip a deuise fellow Iuniper prithee get me a Plantan I had rather play with one that had skil by halfe Mart. By my troth fellow Onion t was against my will Oni. Nay that 's not so t was against my head But come wee le ha one bout more Iunip. Not a bout not a stroke Omnes No more no more Iunip. Why I le giue you demonstration how it came Thou openest the dagger to falsifie ouer with the back sword frick and he interrupted before he could fall to the close Oni. No no I know best how it was better thē any man here I felt his play presently for looke you I gathered vpon him thus thus do you see for the double locke and tooke it single on the head Valen. He sayes very true he tooke it single on the head Sebast. Come le ts go Enter Martino with a cob-web Mar. Here fellow Onion here 's a cob-web Oni. How a cob-web Martino I will haue another bout with you S'wounds do you first breake my head and then giue me a plaister in scorne come to it I will haue a bout Mart. God's my witnesse Oni. Tut your witnesse cannot serue Iunip. S'bloud why what thou art not lunatike art thou and thou bee'st auoide Mephostophiles Say the signe shoud be in Aries now as it may be for all vs where were your life Answere me that Sebast. Hee sayes well Onion Valen. I indeed doo's he Iunip. Come come you are a foolish Naturalist go get a white a of an egge and a little flax and close the breach of the head it is the most conducible thing that can be Martino do not insinuate vpon your good fortune but play an honest part and beare away the bucklers Exeunt Act. 3. Scaene 1. Enter Angelo solus ANge. My yong and simple friend Paulo Ferneze Bound me with mighty solemne coniurations To be true to him in his loue to Rachel And to solicite his remembrance still In his enforced absence much I faith True to my friend in cases of affection In womens cases what a iest it is How silly he is that imagines it He is an