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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01055	The louers melancholy Acted at the Priuate House in the Blacke Friers, and publikely at the Globe by the Kings Maiesties Seruants.	Ford, John, 1586-ca. 1640.; Daniel, Samuel, 1562-1619. Hymens triumph.	1629 (1629)	STC 11163; ESTC S102509	41,615	94

It shall be treason by Statute for any man to name water or wash his hands throughout all my Dominions breake all the looking-glasses I will not see my hornes my wife Cuckolds me she is a whore a whore a whore a whore Prince Hydrophobia terme you this Cora. And men possest so shun all sight of water Sometimes if mixt with iealousie it renders them Incurable and oftentimes brings death Enter Philosopher in blacke rags a copper chaine on an old Gowne halfe off and Booke Phi. Philosophers dwel in the Moone Speculation and Theory girdle the world about like a wall Ignorance like an Atheist must bee damn'd in the pit I am very very poore and pouerty is the phisicke for the soule my opinions are pure and perfect Enuy is a monster and I defie the beast Cora. Delirium this is call'd which is meere dotage Sprung from Ambition first and singularity Selfe loue and blind opinion of true merit Prince I not dislike the course Enter Grilla in a rich Gowne great Vardingale great Ruffe Musse Fan and Coxcombe on her head Grill. Yes forsooth and no forsooth is not this fine I pray your blessing Gaffer here here here did hee giue me a shough and cut offs taile busse busse Nuncle and ther 's a pum for Daddee Cora. You find this noted there Phrenitis Prince True Cora. Pride is the ground on 't It raignes most in women Enter Cuculus like a Bedlam singing Cucul. They that will learne to drinke a health in Hell Must learne on earth to take Tobacco well To take Tobacco well to take Tobacco well For in Hell they drink nor Wine nor Ale nor Beere But fire and smoake and stench as we do heere Rhet. I le soope thee vp Pel. Thou 'st straight to execution Gril. Foole Foole Foole catch me and thou canst Philos. Expell him the house t is a Dunce Cuculus sings Harke did yee not heare a rumbling The Gobblings are now a tumbling I le teare 'em I le seare 'em I le roare 'em I le goare 'em Now now now my braines are a Iumbling Bounce the gun 's off Prince You name this here Hypocondriacall Cora. Which is a windy flattuous humour stuffing The head and thence deriu'd to th' animall parts To be too ouer-curious losse of goods Or friends excesse of feare or sorrowes cause it Enter a Sea-nimph big-bellied singing and dancing Good your Honours Pray your Worships Deare your Beauties Cucul. Hang thee To lash your sides To taeme your hides To scourge your prides And bang thee Nym. Were pretty and dainty and I will begin See how they doe Ieere me deride me and grin Come sport me come court me your Topsaile aduance And let vs conclude our delights in a Dance All A Dance a Dance a Dance Cora. This is the Wanton Melancholy women With child possest with this strange fury often Haue danc'd three dayes together without ceasing Prince T is very strange but Heau'n is full of miracles The Dance Which ended they all run out in couples Prince We are thy debtor Corax for the gift Of this inuention but the plot deceiues vs What meanes this empty space Cora. One kind of Melancholy Is onely left vntouch'd t was not in Art To personate the shadow of that Fancy T is nam'd Loue-Melancholy As for instance Admit this stranger here Young man stand forth Intangled by the beauty of this Lady The great Thamasta cherisht in his heart The waight of hopes and feares it were impossible To lymne his passions in such liuely colours As his owne proper sufferance coo'd expresse Ero. You are not modest Sir Tham. Am I your mirth Cora. Loue is the Tyrant of the heart it darkens Reason confounds discretion deafe to counsell It runnes a headlong course to desperate madnesse O were your Highnes but toucht home and throughly With this what shall I call it Diuell Prince Hold let no man henceforth name the word agen Wait you my pleasure Youth t is late to rest Cora. My Lords Soph. Enough thou art a perfect Arts-man Cora. Panthers may hide their heads not change the skin And loue pent ne're so close yet will be seene Exeunt Actus IIII. Scena I. Enter Amethus and Menaphon Amethus DOate on a stranger Mena. Court him plead and sue to him Amet. Affectionately Mena. Seruilely and pardon me if I say basely Amet. Women in their passions Like false fiers flash to fright our trembling sences Yet in themselues containe nor light nor heate My Sister doe this Shee whose pride did scorne All thoughts that were not busied on a Crowne To fall so farre beneath her fortunes now You are my friend Mena. What I confirme is truth Amet. Truth Menaphon Mena. If I conceiu'd you were Iealous of my sincerity and plainnesse Then Sir Amet. What then Sir Mena. I would then resolue You were as changeable in vowes of friendship As is Thamasta in her choice of loue That sinne is double running in a blood Which iustifies another being worse Amet. My Menaphon excuse me I grow wilde And would not willingly beleeue the truth Of my dishonour She shall know how much I am a debtor to thy noble goodnesse By checking the contempt her poore desires Haue sunke her fame in Prethee tell me friend How did the Youth receiue her Mena. With a coldnesse As modest and as hopelesse as the trust I did repose in him coo'd wish or merit Enter Thamasta and Kala Ame. I will esteeme him dearely Men. Sir your Sister Tha. Seruant I haue imployment for yee Amet. Harke yee The maske of your ambition is fallen off Your pride hath stoop't to such an abiect lownesse That you haue now discouer'd to report Your nakednesse in vertue honors shame Tham. You are turn'd Satyre Ame. All the flatteries Of greatnesse haue expos'd yee to contempt Tham. This is meere rayling Amet. You haue sold your birth for lust Tham. Lust Amet. Yes and at a deare expence Purchast the onely glories of a Wanton Tham. A Wanton Amet. Let repentance stop your mouth Learne to redeeme your fault Kal. I hope your tongue ha's not betrayd my honesty Men. Feare nothing Tham. If Menaphon I hitherto haue stroue To keepe a wary guard about my fame If I haue vsed a womans skill to sift The constancy of your protested loue You cannot in the Iustice of your iudgment Impute that to a Coynesse or neglect Which my discretion and your seruice aym'd For noble purposes Mena. Great Mistris no I rather quarrell with mine owne ambition That durst to soare so high as to feed hope Of any least desert that might intitle My duty to a pension from your fauours Ame. And therefore Lady pray obserue him well He henceforth couets playne equality Indeuouring to rancke his fortunes low With some fit partner whom without presumption Without offence or danger he may cherish Yes and command too as a Wife a Wife A Wife my most great Lady Kala all will out Tham. Now I perceiue the league of

Madame my duty waits on you Exit Eroclea Tham. Come hither If euer henceforth I desire to thriue In womans fauours Kala is the first Whom my ambition shall bend to 't was so Kal. These very words he spake Tham. These very words Curse thee vnfaithfull creature to thy graue Thou wood'st him for thy selfe Kala. You said I should Tham. My name was neuer mentioned Kala. Madame no We were not come to that Tham. Not come to that Art thou a Riuall fit to crosse my Fate Now pouerty and a dishonest fame The waiting-womans wages be thy payment False faithlesse wanton beast I le spoile your carriage There 's not a Page a Groome nay not a Citizen That shall be cast vpon yee Kala I le keepe thee in my seruice all thy life time Without hope of a husband or a suter Kala. I haue not verily deseru'd this cruelty Tham. Parthenophill shall know if he respect My birth the danger of a fond neglect Exit Tham. Kala. Are you so quick Well I may chance to crosse Your peeuishnesse Now though I neuer meant The young man for my selfe yet if he loue me I le haue him or I le run away with him And let her doe her worst then what we are all But flesh and blood the same thing that will doe My Lady good will please her woman too Exit Enter Cleophila and Trollio Cleo. Tread softly Trollio my Father sleepes still Troll. I forsooth but he sleepes like a Hare with his eyes open and that 's no good signe Cleo. Sure thou art weary of this sullen liuing But I am not for I take more content In my obedience here then all delights The time presents elsewhere Menander within Oh! Cleo. Do'st heare that groane Troll. Heare it I shudder it was a strong blast young Mistris able to roote vp heart liuer lungs and all Cleo. My much-wrong'd Father let me view his face Drawes the Arras Meleander discouered in a chaire sleeping Troll. Lady Mistris shall I fetch a Barbour to steale away his rough beard whiles he sleepes in 's naps He neuer lookes in a glasse and t is high time on conscience for him to bee trimd has not been vnder the Shauers hand almost these foure yeeres Cleo. Peace foole Trol. I could clip the old Ruffian there 's haire enough to stuffe all the great Codpieces in Switzerland A begins to stirre a stirres Blesse vs how his eyes rowle A good yeere keepe your Lordship in your right wits I beseech yee Mel. Cleophila Cleo. Sir I am here how d' ee Sir Troll. Sir is your stomacke vp yet get some warme porredge in your belly 't is a very good settle-braine Mel. The Rauen croakt and hollow shreeks of Owles Sung Dirges at her funerall I laugh'd The whiles for t was no boot to weepe The Girle Was fresh and full of youth but O the cunning Of Tyrants that looke bigge their very frownes Doome poore soules guilty ere their cause be heard Good What art thou and thou Cleo. I am Cleophila Your wofull daughter Troll. I am Trollia your honest implement Mel. I know yee both 'las why d' ee vse me thus Thy Sister my Eroclea was so gentle That Turtles in their Downe doe feed more gall Then her spleene mixt with yet when winds and storme Driue dirt and dust on banks of spotlesse snow The purest whitenesse is no such defence Against the sullying foulenesse of that fury So rau'd Agenor that great man mischiefe Against the Girle 't was a politick tricke We were too old in Honour I am leane And falne away extremely most assuredly I haue not dyn'd these three dayes Cleo. Will you now Sir Troll. I beseech yee heartily Sir I feele a horrible puking my selfe Mel. Am I starke mad Troll. No no you are but a little staring there 's difference betweene staring and starke mad You are but whymsed yet crotchetted conundroun'd or so Mel. Here 's all my care and I doe often sigh For thee Cleophyla we are secluded From all good people But take heed Amethus Was sonne to Doryla Agenors Sister There 's some ill blood about him if the Surgeon Haue not been very skilfull to let all out Cleo. I am alas too grieu'd to thinke of loue That must concerne me least Mel. Sirra be wise be wise Enter Amethus Menaphon Eroclea as before and Rhetias Troll. Who I I will be monstrous and wise immediately Welcome Gentlemen the more the merrier I le lay the cloth and set the stooles in a readinesse for I see here is some hope of dinner now Exit Trollio Amet. My Lord Meleander Menaphon your Kinsman Newly return'd from trauaile comes to tender His duty t' ee to you his loue faire Mistris Men. I would I could as easily remoue Sadnesse from your remembrance Sir as study To doe you faithfull seruice my deare Cousin All best of comforts blesse your sweet obedience Clo. One chiefe of 'em worthy Cousin liues In you and your well-doing Men. This young stranger Will well deserue your knowledge Amet. For my friends sake Lady pray giue him welcome Cleo. He has met it if sorrowes can looke kindly Eroc. You much honour me Rhet. How a eyes the company sure my passion will betray my weakenesse O my Master my Noble Master doe not forget me I am still the humblest and the most faithfull in heart of those that serue you Mel. Ha ha ha Rhet. There 's wormewood in that laughter t is the vsher to a violent extremity Mel. I am a weake old man All these are come To ieere my ripe calamities Mena. Good Vncle Mel. But I le out-stare 'ee all fooles desperate fooles You are cheated grossely cheated range range on And rowle about the world to gather mosse The mosse of honour gay reports gay clothes Gay wiues huge empty buildings whose proud roofes Shall with their pinacles euen reach the starres Ye worke and worke like Moles blind in the paths That are bor'd through the crannies of the earth To charge your hungry soules with such full surfets As being gorg'd once make 'ee leane with plenty And when ye haue skimd the vomit of your riots Y' are fat in no felicity but folly Then your last sleepes seize on 'ee Then the troopes Of wormes crawle round feast good cheare rich fare Dainty delicious here 's Chleophyla All the poore stocke of my remaining thrift You you the Princes Cousin how d' ee like her Amethus how d' ee like her Amet. My intents are iust and honourable Men. Sir beleeue him Mel. Take her we two must part go to him doe Ero. This sight is full of horror Rhet. This is sence yet in this distraction Mel. In this Iewell I haue giuen away All what I can call mine When I am dead Saue charge let me be buried in a nooke No guns no pompous whining these are fooleries If whiles we liue we stalke about the streets Iustled by Carmen Foot-poasts and fine Apes In silken coates vnminded and scarce thought on