whence your sorrow doth proceede I will not onely cease to trouble you But like a true skilfull phisition Seeke all good meanes for your recouerie Fer. Well brother you haue much importun'd me And for the confidence I haue in you That you le proue secret I will now vnfold The loade of care that presseth downe my soule Know then good Franke loue is the cause hereof Frank How loue why what 's that loue Ferd. A child a little little boy that 's blind Frank And be ore-come by him plagude by him Driuen into dumps by him put downe by a boy Master'd by loue O I am mad for anger By a Boy is there no rosemary and bayes in England To whip the Ape by a boy Ferd. I such a boy as thou canst neuer see And yet ere long mayst feele his tirranie Hee 's not visible yet aimes at the heart Wo be to those that feele his wounding dart And one of them I am wounded so deepe That in my passions I no meane can keepe Vnhappy time woe to that dismall howre When loue did wound me with faire Phillis flowre O Phillis Phillis of flowers sweetest flower That euer garnish'd any princely bowre Farewell farewell my woes will ne're remoue Till I inioy faire Phillis for my loue Exit Frank What 's heere Phillis and loue and loue and Phillis I haue seene Phillis and haue heard of loue I will see Phillis and will heare of loue But neither Phillis nor the power of loue Shall make me bond-slaue to a womans becke Enter Anthonie Who 's here my second brother male-content I le stand aside and note his passions Ant. O loue that I had neuer knowne thy power Frank More louers yet what the deuill is this loue Anth. That these my wandring eyes had kept their stay That I my selfe had still beene like my selfe That my poore heart had neuer felt the wound Whose anguish keepes me in a deadly sound Oh how deluding dreames this night ore-past Drench'd my sad soule in pleasures floting sea Me thought I clasp'd my loue within my armes And circling her sau'd her from threatning harmes Me thought there came an hundred in an houre That sought to rob me of my sweetest flower But like a champion I did keepe her still Within this circle free from euery ill But when I wak'd and missd my Phillis there All my sweete ioyes conuerted into feare Frank What brother Anthony at praiers so hard Tell me what saint it is thou inuocates Is it a male or female howsoeuer God blesse thee brother th' art in a good mind But now I remember me thy saint is blind Anth. How blind Frank I brother blind I heard thee talke of loue And loue is blind they say Anth. I would it were as blinde as Ebon night That loue had neuer hit my heart so right But what is loue in your opinion Frank A voluntary motion of delight Touching the superficies of the soule A substance lesse diuine then is the soule Yet more then any other power in man Is that which loues yet neither is enforc'd Nor doth enforce the heart of man to loue Which motion as it vnbeseemes a man So by the soule and reason which adorne The life of man it is extinguished Euen at his pleasure that it doth possesse Anth. Thus may the free-man iest at mannacles The furre-clad citizen laugh at a storme The swartie Moore diuing to gather pearle Challenge the scalding ardor of the sunne And aged Nestor sitting in his tent May tearme wounds sport warre but merriment Frank T is true fore God it is and now me thinks My heart begins to pittie hearts in loue Say once more Anthony tell me thy griefes Let me haue feeling of my passion Possesse me deeply of thy melting state And thou shalt see Anth. That thou wilt pittie me Frank No by my troth if euery tale of loue Or loue it selfe or foole-bewitching beautie Make me crosse-arme my selfe studdy ay-mees Defie my hat-band tread beneath my feete Shoo-strings and garters practise in my glasse Distressed lookes and dry my liuer vp With sighes enough to win an argosie If euer I turne thus fantastical Loue plague me neuer pittie me at all Enter Phillis Anth. Yonder she comes that holds me prisoner Frank What Phillis the faire maid of the Exchange Is she god Cupids iudge ouer mens hearts Brother I le haue one venny with her tongue To breathe my wit and iest at passion By your leaue Mistresse Flower Phil. Your rude behauiour scarse offers you welcome Frank I prethee tell me Phillis I heare say Thou keepst loue captiue in thy maiden thoughts Phil. That is a thought beyond your reach to know Frank But shall I know it Phil. On what acquaintance then might you deeme mee fond If as you say loue be at my command Frank May not your friend command as great a matter Phil. I le know him well first for that friend may flatter Frank Why I hope you know me Phil. That 's a question Franke Well if you doe not you shall before I stirre Know you yonder lump of melancholie Yonder bundle of sighes yonder wad of grones The same and I were chickins of one broode And if you know him as I am sure you doe Being his brother you needes must know me too Phil. I partly haue a guesse of yonder Gentleman His name is Maister Golding as I take it Ant. Golding I am and thine sweete faire I am And yet not thine but a most wretched man Thou knowst my cause of griefe my wound of woe And knowing it why wilt thou see it so Put salues of comfort to my griefes vnrest So maist thou heale my sore of heauinesse Franke Hearke you faire maide are you a Surgeon I prethee giue my brother Anthony Somewhat to heale the loue sore of his mind And yet t is pitty that he should haue help A man as free as aire or the Sunnes raies As boundlesse in his function as the heauens The male and better part of flesh and blood In whom was powrde the quintessence of reason To wrong the adoration of his Maker By worshipping a wanton female skirt And making Loue his Idoll fie dotard fie I am ashamde of this apostacie I le talke with her to hinder his complaints Phillis a word in priuate ere you goe I loue yee sweete Phil. Sowre it may be so Franke Sowre and sweete faith that doth scarce agree Phil. Two contraries and so be we Fra. A plague on this courting come wee le make an end Phil. I am sory for it since you seeme my friend Franke I but thou canst not weepe Phil. Then had I a hard heart Franke How say you come brother now to your part Ant. At your direction no this merry glee Good brother sortes not with my melancholie Loue couets priuate conference so my sorrow Craueth your absence which I faine would borrow Franck No maruell then we say that loue is blind If it still reuell in obscurity I will
the humor of fond loue Yet am I hourely solicited As now you see and faine she would make knowne The true perplexion of her wounded heart But modestie checking her forwardnesse Bids her be still yet she in similies And loue-comparisons like a good Scholler By figures makes a demonstration Of the true loue enclosed in her heart I know it well yet will not tell her so Fancie shall neuer marry me to woe Take this of me a yong man 's neuer mar'd Till he by marriage from all ioy be bar'd Exit Enter Franke singing Frank Yo gods of Loue that sits aboue and pitty Louers paine Looke from your thrones vpon the mones that I do now sustaine Was euer man thus tormented with loue Song Ye little birds that sit and sing Amidst the shadie valleys And see how Phillis sweetly walkes Within her Garden alleyes Goe pretie birds about her bowre Sing pretie birdes she may not lowre Ah me me thinkes I see her frowne Ye pretie wantons warble Go tell her through your chirping billes As you by me are bidden To her is onely knowne my loue Which from the world is hidden Goe prety birds and tell her so See that your notes straine not too low For still me thinke I see her frowne Ye pretie wantons warble Go tune your voices harmonie And sing I am her Louer Straine lowde and sweet that euery note With sweet content may moue her And she that hath the sweetest voyce Tell her I will not change my choice Yet still me thinkes I see her frowne Ye pretie wantons warble O flie make haste see see she falles Into a prety slumber Sing rownd about her rosie bed That waking she may wonder Say to her t is her louer true That sendeth loue to you to you And when you heare her kinde reply Returne with pleasant warblings Auaunt delusion thoughts cannot winne my loue Loue though diuine cannot diuine my thoughts Why to the ayre then do I idle heere Such heedles words farre off and ne're the neere Hie thee yong Franke to her that keepes thy heart There let sweet words they sweeter thoughts impart But stay here comes my mellancholly brothers both I le step aside and heare their conference Exit aside Antho. What is my brother Ferdinand so neere He is my elder I must needs giue place Anthony stand by and list what he doth say Haste calles me hence yet I will brooke delay Ferd. Shall I exclaime gainst fortune and mishap Or raile on Nature who first framed me Is it hard chance that keepes me from my loue Or is this heape of loathd deformitie The cause that breeds a blemmish in her eye I know not what to thinke or what to say Onely one comfort yet I haue in store Which I will practise though I ne're try more Anth. Oh for to heare that comfort I doe long I le turne it to a straine to right my wrong Ferd. I haue a brother riuall in my loue I haue a brother hates me for my loue I haue a brother vowes to winne my loue That brother too he hath incenst my loue To gaine the beauty of my deerest loue What hope remaines then to inioy my loue Anth. I am that brother riuall in his loue I am that brother hates him for his loue Not his but mine and I will haue that loue Or neuer liue to see him kisse my loue What thou erst sayd I am that man alone That will depose you brother from loues throne I am that man though you my elder be That will aspire beyond you one degree Ferd. I haue no meanes of priuate conference So narrowly pursues my hinderer No sooner am I entred the sweet court Of louely rest my loues rich mansion But riuall loue to my affection Followes me as a soone enforced strawe The drawing vertue of a sable jeat This therefore 's my determination Within the close wombe of a sealed paper Will I right downe in bloody Characters The burning zeale of my affection And by some trusty messenger or other Conuey the same into my loues owne hand So shall I know her resolution And how she fancies my affection Antho. Yet subtill Fox I may perchance to crosse you Brother well met whither away so fast Ferd. About affaires that doe require some haste Antho. T is well done brother you seeke still for gaine Ferd. But you would reape the haruest of my paine Farewell good brother I must needes be gone I haue serious businesse now to thinke vpon Yet for I feare my brother Anthonie I le step aside and stand a while vnseene I may perchance discry which way he goes Thus policie must worke twixt friends and foes Aside Anth. So hee is gone I scarsely trust him neither For t is his custome like a sneaking foole To fetch a compasse of a mile about And creepe where he would be well let him passe I heard him say that since by word of mouth He could not purchase his sweet mistresse fauour He would endeuour what his wit might doe By writing and by tokens O t is good Writing with inke O no but with his blood Well so much for that now I know his minde I doe intend not to be farre behinde Hee le send a letter I will write another Doe what you can I le be before you brother I le entercept his letter by the way And as time serues the same I will bewray Mine being made a Porter I le procure That shall conuey that heart-inticing lure About it then my letter shall be writ Though not with blood yet with a reaching wit Exit Ferd. And shall it so good brother Anthonie Were you so neere when we in secret talk'd Wilt ne're be otherwise will you dog me still Enter Franke Welcome sweete Frank such news I haue to tell As cannot chuse but like thee passing well Thou knowest my loue to Phillis Frank Brother say on Ferd. Thou likewise art acquainted with my riuall And I doe build vpon your secrecie Frank Sblood and I thought you did not I de retire Brother you know I loue you as my life Ferd. I dare professe as much and there-vpon Make bold to craue thy furtherance in a thing Concernes me much Franke Out with it brother If I shrinke backe repose trust in some other Ferd. Then thus it is my brother all in haste Is gone to write a letter to my loue And thinkes thereby to crosse me in my sute Sending it by a Porter to her hand If euer therefore thou wilt aid thy brother Helpe me in this who seekes helpe from no other Frank By the red lippe of that daintie saint I le aid thee all I may Ferd. It is enough then brother I le prouide A Porters habite alike in euery point Will you but so much humble your estate To put your selfe in that so base attyre And like so meane a person waite his comming About his doore which will not be ore long Thou shalt for euer binde me to thy loue Franke
And the conclusion I would haue set downe A flat resolue bound with some zealous oath Neuer to yeeld to eyther of their sutes And if this sort not well to your content Condemne the Cripple Franke But this will aske much time And they by this time looke for my returne Crip. Why then my selfe will fit you presently I haue the Coppies in my custody Of sundry Letters to the same effect Franke Of thy owne writing Crip. My owne I assure you sir Franke Faith thou hast robd some Sonet booke or other And now wouldst make me thinke they are thine owne Crip. Why thinkst thou that I cannot write a letter Ditty or Sonnet with iudiciall phrase As pretty pleasing and patheticall As the best Ouid-immitating dance In all the towne Franke I thinke thou canst not Crip. Yea I le sweare I cannot Yet sirra I could conny-catch the world Make my selfe famous for a sodaine wit And be admirde for my dexteritie Were I disposde Franke I pre thee how Crip. Why thus there liu'd a Poet in this towne If we may terme our moderne Writers Poets Sharpe-witted bitter-tongd his penne of steele His incke was temperd with the biting iuyce And extracts of the bitterst weedes that grew He neuer wrote but when the elements Of Fire and Water tilted in his braine This fellow ready to giue vp his ghost To Luciaes bosome did bequeathe to me His Library which was iust nothing But rolles and scrolles and bundles of cast wit Such as durst neuer visit Paules churchyard Amongst them all I happened on a quire Or two of paper filld with Songs and Ditties And heere and there a hungry Epigramme These I reserue to my owne proper vse And Pater-noster-like haue kon'd them all I could now when I am in company At ale house tauerne or an ordinarie Vpon a theame make an extemporall ditty Or one at least should seeme extemporall Out of th' aboundance of this Legacie That all would judge it and report it too To be the infant of a sodaine wit And then were I an admirable fellow Franke This were a peece of cunning Crip. I could doe more for I could make enquirie Where the best witted Gallants vse to dine Follow them to the tauerne and there sit In the next rowme with a calues head and brimstone And ouer heare their talke obserue their humours Collect their jeasts put them into a play And tire them too with payment to behold What I haue filcht from them This I could doe But O for shame that men should so arraigne Their owne fee simple wits for verball theft Yet men there be that haue done this and that And more by much more than the most of them Franke But to our purpose Cripple to these letters Cripple I haue them ready for you heere they be Giue these to your two brothers say that Phillis Deliuered them with frownes and though her name Be not subscribde which may not well be done It may perhaps giue them occasion To thinke she scornd them so much grace and fauour This done returne to me and let me know Th' occurrants of this prastise as they growe And so farewell I can no longer stand To talke with you I haue some worke in hand Exit Franke Farewell mad Cripple now Franke Golding slie To put in practise this new pollicie But soft heere comes the Maide I wil assay Euter Phillis and Fiddle To pleade my owne loue by a stranger way By your leaue sir Fid. Porter I am not for you you see I am perambulating before a female Franke I would craue but a word with you Fid. Speake in time then Porter for otherwise I doe not loue to answer you and bee as briefe as you can good Porter Fran. I pray you sir what Gentlewoman is this Fiddle Certes Porter I serue a Gentleman that Gentleman is father to this Gentlewoman this Gentlewoman is a maide this maide is faire and this faire maide belongeth to the Exchange and the Exchange hath not the like faire maid now Porter put al this together and tel me what it spels Franke I promise you sir you haue posde me Fid. Then you are an asse Porter t is the faire Maide of the Exchange Fran. Hir name I pray you sir Fiddle Her name Porter requires much poeticalitie in the subscription and no lesse iudgement in the vnderstanding her name is Phillis not Phillis that same dainty lasse that was beloued of Amintas nor Phillis shee that doated on that comely youth Demophoon but this is Phillis that most strange Phillis the flowre of the Exchange Phil. What would that Porter any thing with me Franke Yes Mistris since by chaunce I meete you heere I le tell you though it not concernes my selfe What I this morning sawe there is a Gentleman One master Golding the yongest of three brothers They call him Franke O this man lies very sicke I being at his house perchance enquired What his disease was of a seruant there Who said the doctors cannot tell themselues But in his fittes he euer calles on Loue And prayes to Loue for pitty and then names you And then names Loue againe and then calles Phillis And sometime startes and would forsake his bed And being askt whither he sayes he would goe to Phillis My busines calld me hence but I heard say His friends doe meane to intreate you to take the paines To visit him because they do suppose The sicke man loues you and thence his sickenes growes Phi. Porter is this true Or art thou hired to this I prethee tell me Franke Mistris not hired my name is Trusty Iohn If I delude you neuer trust me more Phi. I thanke thee Porter and thanke Loue withall That thus hath wrought the tyrant Golding's fall He once scornd Loue jeasted at wounded hearts Challengde almighty beauty raild at passion And is he now caught by the eies and heart Now by Dianaes milke white vaile I sweare The goddesse of my maiden chaste desires I am as glad of it as glad may be And I will see him if but to laugh at him And torture him with jeasts Fiddle along When we returne if they doe send for me I le arme my selfe with flowts and crueltie Fiddle Porter wee committe you if you be a crafty knaue and lay in the winde for a vantage you haue your answere marke her last wordes I le arme my selfe with flowtes and cruelty Exeunt Frank I le arme my selfe with floutes and crueltie Will you so Phillis what a state am I in Why I of all am furthest from her loue Sblood if I now should take conceit at this Fall sicke with loue indeed were not my state Most lamentable I by this hand were it Well heart if thou wilt yeeld looke to thy selfe Thou wilt be tortur'd well what remedie Enter Anthonie Here comes my brother Anthonie I am for him Anth. Porter what newes spake you with Phillis Frank I too late to my griefe Spoke with her sir Yfaith I thinke I
Barn Maister Berry Bow Maister Berry I wish you well sir maister Fiddle I am yours for a congee Fiddle After the French salutation I am yours for the like curtesie Berry Maister Barnard to morrow is your day Of payment sir I meane the hundred pound For which I haue your bond I know t is sure You will not breake an houre then if you please To come to dinner sir you shall be welcome Barn Sir I did meane to visite you at home Not to pay downe the money but intreate Too moneths for-bearance Ber. How forbeare my money Your reason why I should forbeare my owne Barn You know at first the debt was none of mine I was a suretie not the principall Besides the money that was borrowed Miscarried in the venture my friend died And once already haue you prisoned me To my great charge almost my ouer-throw And some-what raisde the debt by that aduantage These things considered you may well forbeare For two moneths space so small a summe as this Ber. How I may forbeare Sir I haue neede of money I may indeed sit monilesse at home And let you walke abroad spending my coyne This I may doe but sir you know my minde If you do breake your day assure your selfe That I will take the forfeit of your bond Crip. The forfeit of his bond Ber. I sir the forfeit t is no charitie To fauour you that liue like Libertines Heer 's a Crew All A crew what Crew Ber. A crew of vnthrifts carelesse dissolutes Licencious prodigalls vilde tauern-tracers Night watching money-wasters what should I call yee O I want words for to define you rightly But this I know London ne're fostred such As Barnard Bowdler and this paltrie crutch Crip. And you want words sirra I le teach thee words Thou shouldst haue come to euery one of vs As thus thou wretch thou miser thou vilde slaue And drudge to money bond-man to thy wealth Apprentice to a penny thou that hourds vp The frie of siluer pence and half-penies With shew of charitie to giue the poore But putst them to increase where in short time They grow a childs part or a daughters portion Thou that inuents new clauses for a bond To cousin simple plainenesse O not a Dragon No nor the deuils fangs are halfe so cruell As are thy clawes thus thus thou shouldst haue railde The forfeit of his bond O I could spit My heart into his face thou blood-hound that dost hunt The deere deere life of noble Gentrie Berry Cripple t is knowne I am an honest man But for thy wordes Barnard shall fare the worse As for thy selfe Fid. Who he sir neuer regard him I know the vildest thing by him O t is abhominable Ber. Dost thou so Fiddle speake hold take thou that speake of his shame speake freely I le protect thee Fid. I tell you sir t will make your haire to stand on end as stiffe as a Rubbing-brush to heare his villanies What 's this you haue giuen me Ber. A shilling Fiddle Fid. Haue you any skill in Arithmeticke Ber. Why dost thou aske Fid. Sir I would haue you to multiply could you not make this one shilling two or three I would not be knowne to beg but if out of your cunning you can doe this tricke of multiplication I shall speake the better Ber. O ther 's another shilling for thee now let mee heare what villanies thou canst charge the Cripple with Fid. So sir this is multiplication now sir if you know the Rule of addition you are an excellent Scholler can you not adde Berry What dost thou meane Fid. An other shilling sir Ber. There is another shilling now Fiddle speake Fid. Why then attend you Hilles and Dales and stones so quicke of hearing this Cripple is All What is he villaine Fid. An honest man as any is in all the towne Ber. An honest man Fid. I by this siluer and as good a fellow as euer went vpon foure legges if you would multiply till mid-night I would neuer speake otherwise Ber. Fiddle thou art a knaue and so is hee Come let vs home Barnard looke to thy bond If thou doe breake thy day I do protest By yon chaste Moone Fid. The chaste Moone why the Moone is not chaste Ber. How prou'st thou that Fid. Why sir ther 's a man in the middle of her how can she be chaste then Berr. Then by my life I sweare I le clap him vp Where he shall see neither the sunne nor moone Till I be satisfied the vtmost penny And so fare-well Exit Fid. Gallants good-night if time and place were in prosperitie I were yours for an houres societie I must after yon mulbery with my torch adue deare hearts adue Exit Bowd. Come Barnard le ts to the dancing le ts tickle it to night For to morrow thy heeles may be too heauy Barn All 's one my heart shall be as light as fire Come shall we goe Bowd. Cripple will you along Crip. My busines stayes me heere Bowd. Fare-well then dogge of Israell farewell Exeunt Crip. Al 's one my heart shall be as light as fire Sblood were I endebted a hundred pound My fortune faild and fled as Barnards are Not worth a hundred pence as Barnards is I shoud be now deuising sentences And Caueats for posteritie to carue Vpon the inside of the counter wall Therefore I le now turne prouident I le to my shoppe And fall to worke Enter Phillis Phil. Yonder 's his shop O now you gods aboue Pittie poore Phillis heart that melts in loue Instruct the Cripple to finde out my loue Which I will shadow vnder the conceit Of my inuention for this piece of worke O teach him how to yeeld me loue againe A little little loue a dramme of kinde affection His many vertues are my true direction By your leaue M. Drawer Crip. Welcome Mistresse Flower what 's your pleasure Phil. My cause of comming is not vnknowne to you Here is be spoken worke which must be wrought With expedition I pray haue care of it The residue I referre to your direction Onely this hankercher a yong Gentlewoman Wishd me acquaint you with her mind herein In one corner of the same place wanton loue Drawing his bow shooting an amorous dart Opposite against him an arrow in a heart In a third corner picture foorth disdaine A cruell fate vnto a louing vaine In the fourth drawe a springing Lawrell tree Circled about with a ring of poesie and thus it is Loue wounds the heart and conquers fell disdayne Loue pitties loue seeing true loue in paine Loue seeing Loue how faithfull Loue did breath At length impalà loue with a Laurell wreath Thus you haue heard the Gentle-womans minde I pray be carefull that it be well done And so I leaue you more I faine would say But shame forbids and calles me hence away Exit Crip. Sweet faire I pittie yet no reliefe Harbors within the closet of my soule This Phillis beares me true affection But I detest
dutie To that same worthy Arts-master Lyonell Barnes Gard. Thy loue sweet Will hath chainde it to my memory Ben. Then with this kinde imbrace I take my leaue Wishing thou wert as safe arriu'd at Cambridge As thou art at this present neere the Exchange Gard And well remembred kind Will Bennet Others affaires made me obliuious Of mine owne I pray thee goe to the Exchange I haue certaine bands and other linnen to buy Prethee accompanie me Ben. With all my heart Gard. Sure this is a beauteous gallant walke Were my continuall residence in London I should make much vse of such a pleasure Me thinkes the glorious virgins of this square Giues life to dead strucke youth Oh heauens Ben. Why how now Dicke Gard. By my sweete hopes of an hereafter blisse I neuer saw a fairer face then this O for acquaintance with so rich a beautie Ben. Take thy occasion neuer hadst thou better Gard. Haue at her then Phil. What lacke you Gentlemen Gard. Faith nothing had I thee For in thine eye all my desires I see Phil. My shop you meane sir there you may haue choice Of Lawnes or Cambricks Ruffes well wrought Shirts Fine falling bands of the Italian cut-worke Ruffes for your hands wast-cotes wrought with silke Night-caps of gold or such like wearing linnen Fit for the Chap-man of what ere degree Gard. Faith virgin in my dayes I haue worne out-worne much Yea many of these golden necessaries But such a gallant beautie or such a forme I neuer saw nor neuer wore the like Faith be not then vnkinde but let me weare This shape of thine although I buy it deere Phil. What hath the Tailor plaide his part so well That with my gowne you are so farre in loue Gard. Mistake not sweet your garment is the couer That vailes the shape and pleasures of a louer Phil. That argues then you doe not see my shape How comes it then you are in loue with it Gard. A garment made by cunning Arts-mens skill Hides all defects that Natures swaruing hand Hath done amisse and makes the shape seeme pure If then it grace such lame deformitie It addes a greater grace to puritie Phil. Oh short liu'd praise euen now I was as faire As any thing now fouler nothing Dissembling men what maide will credite them Gard. How misconstruction leades your thoughts awry Ben. I prethee Dicke adone thinke on thy iourney Phil. You counsell well sir I thinke the Gentleman Comes but to whet his wit and t is but need T is blunt enough he may ride farre vpon 't Gard. Mary gip Minx Phil. A fine word in a Gentlemans mouth T' were good your backe were towards me There can I reade better content then in the face of lust Gard. Now you display your vertues as they are Phil. What am I you Cipher parrenthesis of words Stall-troubler prater what sit I heere for naught Bestow your lustfull court-ships on your minions This place holds none you and your companion Get you downe the staires or I protest I le make this squared walke too botte for you Had you been as you seemd in out-ward shew Honest Gentlemen such termes of vilde abuse Had not been proffred to virginitie But Swaines will quickly shew their base desent Gard. This is no place for brawles but if it were Your impositions are more then I would beare Ben. Come shee 's a woman I prethee leaue her Exeunt Gard. and Ben. Phil. Nay sure a maid vnlesse her thoughts deceiue her God speede you well sirra boy Boy Anone Got to the Starchers for the sute of ruffes For M. Bowdlers bands and M. Golding's shirts Le ts haue a care to please our prooued friends As for our strangers if they vse vs well For loue and money loue and ware wee le sell Exeunt Enter Franke The Cripple at worke Frank Now fortune be my guide this is the shop And in good time the Cripple is at worke God speede you sir Crip. Welcome honest friend what 's thy will with me Frank I would entreat you reade a letter for me Crip. With all my heart I know the maide to whom it is directed Frank I know you doe Cripple better then you thinke Crip. I pray you what Gentleman writ the same Frank Sir a Gentleman of good learning and my friend To say the truth t' was written for my selfe Being some-what ouertaken with fond loue As many men be sir Crip. Why art thou perswaded or haste thou any hope So beautifull a virgin as she is Of such faire parentage so vertuous So gentle kinde and wise as Phillis is That she will take remorse of such base stuffe I thinke not so but let me see what 's thy name Frank Trustie Iohn men call me sir Crip. How comes it then your blinded Secretarie Hath writ another name vnto the letter Yours deuoted Anthony Golding But sure this letter is no right of thine Either thou foundst the same by happy chance Or being imployed as a Messenger Plaid'st leger dumaine with him that sent the same Wherefore the maid well knowne vnto my selfe I will reserue the letter to her vse That she if by the name herein set downe She know the Gentleman that doth wish her well She may be gratefull for his courtesie Frank Nay then I see I must disclose my selfe Sir might I build vpon your secrecie I would disclose a secret of import Crip. Assure thy selfe I will not iniure thee Frank Then Cripple know I am not what I seem But tooke this habite to deceiue my friend My friend indeed but yet my cruell foe Foe to my good my friend in outward show I am no Porter as I seeme to bee But yonger brother to that Anthony And to be briefe I am in loue with Phillis Which my two elder brothers do affect The one of them seekes to defeat the other Now if that I being their yonger brother Could gull them both by getting of the wench I would requite it with loues recompence Cripple thou once didst promise me thy loue When I did rescue thee on Mile-end Greene Now is the time now let me haue thy ayd To gull my brothers of that beauteous mayd Crip. Sir what I promisde I will now performe My loue is yours my life to doe you good Which to approoue follow me but in all Wee le gull your brothers in the wench and all Frank Saist thou me so friend for that very word My life is thine command my hand and sword Crip. Then let me see this letter it should see me You vnder-tooke to carry from your brother To the maide Franke I did and from my brother Ferdinand This other letter to the same effect Crip. Well list to me and follow my aduise You shall deliuer neither of them both But frame two letters of your owne inuention Letters of flat deniall to their sutes Giue them to both your brothers as from Phillis And let each line in either Letter tend To the dispraise of both their features
Francke Not yet two houres expiration Haue taken finall end since Beauties pride And Natures better part of workemanship Beauteous Phillis was with me consorted Where she mongst other pleasing conference Burst into termes of sweet affection And said ere long she would conuerse with me In priuate at my shop whose wounded soule Strucke with loues golden arrow liues in dread Till she doe heare the sentence of my loue Or be condemn'd by iudgement of fell hate Now since that gracious opportunitie Thus smiles on me I will resigne the same To you my friend knowing my vnworthy selfe Too foule for such a beautie and too base To match in brightnesse with that sacred comet That shines like Phaebus in Londons Element From whence inferior starres deriue their light Wherefore I will immediatly you take My crooked habite and in that disguise Court her yea win her for she will be wonne This will I doe to pleasure you my friend Frank For which my loue to thee shall neuer end Crip. About it then assume this shape of mine Take what I haue for all I haue is thine Supply my place to gaine thy hearts desire So may you quench too hearts that burne like fire Shee 's kind to mee be she as kinde to you What admiration will there then insue Franke I will leaue thee now be thou fortunate That we with ioy your loues may consummate Farewell farewell when I returne againe I hope to finde thre in a pleasing vaine Exit Fran. Farewell deere friend was euer known a finer policie Now brothers haue amongst you for a third part Nay for the whole or by my soule I le loose all What though my father did bequeath his lands To you my elder brethren the moueables I sue for Were none of his and you shall runne through fire Before you touch one part of my desire Am I not like my selfe in this disguise Crooked in shape and crooked in my thoughts Then am I a Cripple right come wench away Thy absence breeds a terror to my stay Enter Phillis Yonder she comes now frame thy hands to draw A worser workeman neuer any saw Phil. Yea yonder sits the wonder of mine eye I haue not been the first whom destenie Hath thwarted thus imperious Loue Either withdraw the shaft that wounds my heart Or grant me patience to indure my smart Remorcelesse loue had any but thy selfe Beene priuie to my direfull passion How I consume and waste my selfe in loue They would haue beene yea much more pittifull But all auailes not demaunding for my worke Shall be a meanes to haue some conference Shee speakes to Franke Good morrow to you is my handkercher done Frank Yea Mistresse Flower it is finished Phil. How sweetly tunes the accent of his voyce Oh do not blame me deerest loue aliue Though thus I dote in my affection I toyle I labor and I faine would thriue And thriue I may if thou wouldst giue direction Thou art the starre whereby my course is led Be gracious then bright sunne or I am dead Frank Faire Mistresse Phillis such wanton toyes as these Are for yong Nouices that will soone bee pleasde The carefull thoughts that hammer in my braine Bid me abandon wanton loue t is vaine Phil. For me it is Frank Is my vngarnishd darke and obscure Cell A mansion fit for all-commanding loue No if thou wilt sport with loue And dally with that wanton amorous boy Hie thee vnto the odoriferous groues Phil. There is no groues more pleasant vnto me Then to be still in thy societie Franke There of the choisest fragrant flowers that grow Thou maist deuise sweete roseat Corronets And with the Nimphs that haunt the siluer streames Learne to entice the affable yong wagge There shalt thou finde him wand ring vp and downe Till some faire saint impale him with a crowne Be gone I say and doe not trouble mee For to be short I cannot fancy thee Phil. For to be short you cannot fancie me Oh cruell word more hatefull then pale death Oh would to God it would conclude my breath Frank Forbeare forbeare admit that I should yeild Thinke you your father would applaud your choice Phil. Doubt not thereof or if he do not all 's one So you but grant to my affection Crip. I am too base Phil. My wealth shall raise thee vp Crip. I am deform'd Phil. Tut I will beare with that Crip. Your friends dislike brings all this out of frame Phil. By humble sute I will redresse the same Frank Now to employ the vertue of my shape Faire mistresse If heretofore I haue remorselesse beene And not esteemd your vndeserued loue Whereby in the glasse of your affection I see my great vnkindnesse forgiue what 's past And here I proffer all the humble seruice Your hie prizde loue doth merrit at my hands Which I confesse is more then I vnable Can gratefie therefore command my toyle My trauell yea my life to pleasure you Phil. I take thee at thy word prowd of thy seruice But yet no seruant shalt thou be of mine I will serue thee command and I le obey This doth my soule more good yea ten times more Then did thy harsh deniall harme before Let vs imbrace like two vnited friends Heere loue begins and former hatred ends Enter Ferdinand and Anthonie walking together Ferd. Brother Anthony what newes from Venice Are your ships return'd I had rather aside Heare newes from Phillis Oh brother Franke Thy absence makes me burne in passion Anth. Sir I had letters from my factors there Some three dayes since but the returne of one aside Of one poore letter yet not answered Makes me starke madde a plague vpon that Porter Damn'd may he be for thus deluding me Ferdinand spies Phillis and turnes backe How now brother why retire you so Ferd. Yonder 's a friend of mine acquaintance With whom I would gladly haue some conference I pray thee stay I will returne immediatly Goe to Phillis and court her to themselues Anth. Of your acquaintance is she so good brother Onely with you acquainted and no other Faith I le trie that take heed sir what you doe If you begin to court I needs must woe Go to her too Brother haue you done Ferd. But two words more at most You haue not then receiu'd any such letter A vengeance take the lazie messenger Brother if I liue I le quittance thee for this Fran. Good words deere brother threatned men liue long Anth. You haue done Ferd. Yes Anth. Then by your leaue brother You had one word I must haue another Talke in priuate Ferd. I know our businesse tends to one effect O that villaine Franke it mads my soule I am so wrong'd by such a foolish Boy Frank That foolish boy may chance prooue to be witty What and the elder brothers fooles Oh ti 's pittie Anth. That villaine Porter hath deluded me Confusion guerdon his base villaine Frank What are you cursing too then we catch no fish Comes there any
Brother t is a base taske by this light But to procure a further force of loue I le do ot yfaith I will sweete Ferdinand About it then prouide thee some disguise But see you stay not long in any wise Heere shall you finde me goe dispatch Ferd. For this I le loue thee euerlastingly Franke Meane time I le crosse your loue and if I can Heere 's no villanie twixt vs three brothers My brother Ferdinand he would haue the wench And Anthonie he hopes to haue her too Then what may I faith hope well as they doe Neither of them know that I loue the Maide Yet by this hand I am halfe mad for loue I know not well what loue is but t is sure I le die if I haue her not therefore Good brothers mine beguile you one an other Till you be both gulld by your yonger brother Enter Ferdinand Ferd. Heere is a Porters habite on with it brother Frank Your hand then brother for to put it on So now t is well come brother what 's my taske Ferd. This first that thou make haste to Anthonies Aske for a burden and thou shall be sure To haue his letter to my deere loue Phillis Deliuer it not but keepe it to thy selfe Till thou hast giuen this paper to her hands Whose lines do intimate thy chaste desires This is the summe of all good Franke make haste Loue burnes in me and I in loue doe waste Exit Franke Waste still but let me in my loue increase Now would not all the world take me for a Porter How strangely am I metamorphosed And yet I neede not be ashamed neither Ioue when his loue-scapes when he attempted euer Transformd himselfe yet euer sped in loue Why may not I then in this strange disguise This habite may prooue mighty in loues powre As beast or bird bull or swanne or golden showre Enter Anthonie Antho. Within the centre of this paper square Haue I wrote downe in bloudy characters A pretty poesie of a wounded heart Such is loues force once burst into a flame Doe what we can we cannot quench the same Vnlesse the teares of pitty moue compassion And so quench out the fire of affection Whose burning force heats me in euery vaine That I to Loue for safety must complaine This is my Orator whose dulcet tongue Must pleade my loue to beauteous Phillis Now for a trusty messenger to be Imployd heerein betwixt my loue and me And in good time I see a Porter nie Come hither fellow dwellst thou heere about Franke Sir my abiding is not farre from hence And Trusty Iohn men call me by my name Anth. Canst thou be trusty then and secret too Being imployd in weighty businesse Franke Sir I was neuer yet disproou'd in eyther Anth. Then marke me well in Cornhill by th' Exchange Dwells an old Merchant Flower they call his name He hath one onely daughter to whose hands If thou conueniently canst giue this letter I le pay thee well make thee the happiest Porter That euer vndertooke such businesse Franke Sir giue me your letter if I doe it not Then let your promisde fauour be forgot Anth. Anthony Golding is my name my friend About it then thy message being done Make haste to me againe till when I leaue thee Exit Franke And so fare thee well louing brother It had bin better you had sent some other Let me consider what is best be done Shall I deliuer his letter No Shall I conuey it to my riuall brother Nor so Shall I teare the same No not for a million What shall I then do mary like a kinde brother Open the booke see what is written there If nought but loue in loue haue thou a share Brother by your leaue I hope you le not deny But that I loue you God blesse my eie-sight A Sonnet t is in verse now on my life He hath perusde all the impressions Of Sonnets since the fall of Lucifer And made some scuruy quaint collection Of fustian phrases and vplandish wordes A Letter FAire glory of vertue thy enamorate Pleades loyally in pure affection Whose passion Loue do thou exonorate And he shall liue by thy protection Nor from thy loue shall he once derogate For any soule vnder this horizon Yeeld thou to loue and I will faile in neither So loue and truth shall alwayes liue together Yours deuoted Anthony Golding Before God excellent good Poetry Sbloud what meanes he by this line For any soule vnder this horizon No matter for his meaning meane what he will I meane his meaning shall not be deliuered But for my other trust my other letter That shall come short too of faire Phillis hands There is a Cripple dwelling heere at hand That 's very well acquainted with the Maide And for I once did rescue them from thieues Swore if he liude he would requite that kindnes To him I will for councell he shall be My tutor by his wit and pollicie Exit Enter Boy in a Shop cutting of square parchments to him enter Phillis Phi. Why how now sirra can you finde nought to doe But waste the parchment in this idle sort Boy I do but what my mistris gaue in charge Phi. Your mistris in good time then sir it seemes Your duety cannot stoope but to her lewre Sir I will make you knowe that in hir absence You shall accompt to my demaund your mistris And your mistris will is thus and thus you le doe But answere to the motion I haue made Or you shall feele you haue another mistris now Speake why when I say Boy Indeede I know your glory Your pride 's at full in this authoritie But were it not for modest bashfulnesse And that I dread a base contentious name I would not be a by-word to th' Exchange For euery one to say my selfe going by Yon goes a vassal to authoritie Phil. You would not sir had I the yeard in hand I de measure your pate for this delusion And by my maiden chastitie I sweare Vnlesse Reach for the yeard and the boy stay her hand Boy What vnlesse I know your wilfulnes These wordes are but to shew the world your humour I often vse to square these parchment peeces Without occasion I am sure you are not witting The Lawnes you lately bought of maister Brookes Are new come home brought by the Merchants seruant I know you are short membred but not so short Of your remembrance that this is newes to you Phil. Y' are best to braue me in a taunting humour Wil t please you ope the doore where 's Vrsula Oh heere 's good stuffe my backe 's no sooner turnd But she must needes be gadding and where I pray Boy Shee 's gone to M. Pawmers on th' other side Phil. On great occasions sir I doubt it not Sit and worke in the shop Enter M. Richard Gardiner booted and M. William Bennet two gentlemen at one ende of the stage Ben. Kinde Dicke thou wilt not be vnmindfull of my
haue Heer 's a letter for you and by that You shall be iudge if I did speake with her Now Cripple shall we prooue your learned wit Anth. Zounds am I mad or is she mad that writ this I le reade it or'e againe A Letter SIr I did neuer like you I doe not nowe thinke well of you And I will neuer loue you I choose my husband with my eyes and I haue seene some especiall fault in you as the colour of your haire the eleuating of your head to an affected proportion as if you fainted for want of aire and stood in that manner to sucke it into your nose your neck is too long and to be short I like no part in or about you and the short and the long boy is that I will neuer loue you and I will neuer marry but one I loue Not yours but her owne Antho. Blancke I am strucke blancke and blind and mad withall Heere is a flat denyall to my sute A resolution neuer to be wonne What shall I doe assist me God of loue Instruct me in thy schoole-tricks be my guide Out of this laborinth of loue and feare Vnto the pallace of faire Phillis fauour I haue it I will intimate her mother In my behalfe with letters and with gifts To her I le write to be my aduocate Porter farewell ther 's for thy paines Thy profite by this toyle passeth my gaines Exit Frank You haue your answer and a kind one too Cripple I le make thee crutches of pure siluer For this deuise thou hast a golden wit Now if my brother Ferdinand were heere To reade his absolution heere he comes Enter Ferdinand Brother Ferd. Franke What hast thou giuen the letter to her hand And staid my brother Anthonies withall Frank I haue done both and more then that behold Heere is an answere to your letter brother Anth. Franke I will loue thee whiles I liue for this Franke Scarce when you reade what there contained is A Letter GAllant that write for loue if you had come your self yon might perchance haue sped I do not counsell you neither to come your selfe vnlesse you leaue your head at home or weare a vizard or come backe-wardes for I neuer looke you in the face but I am sicke and so praying God to continue my health by keeping you from me I leaue you Ferd. O vnkinde answere to a Louers letter Let me suruay the end once more For I neuer looke you in the face but I am sicke and so praiing God to continue me in health by keeping you from mee Is shee so farre from yeelding is this fort Of her chaste loue yet so impregnable What shall I doe this is the furthest way A labour of impossibilities This way to winne her I will once againe Challenge the promise that her father made me To him I le write and he I know will pleade My loue to Phillis and so winne the maide Exit Frank Farewell poore tortur'd heart was euer knowne Two louing brothers in such miserie Let me consider of my owne estate What profit do I reape by this delusion Why none I am as farre from Phillis heart As when she first did wound me with her eyes Cripple to thee I come t is thou must be My counsellor in this extreamitie Exit Enter Cripple Bowdler and Barnard Crip. Sirra Bowdler what makes thee in this merry vaine Bowd. O Lord sir it is your most eleuated humor to be merry to be concise set vp the coller and looke thus with a double chinne like Diogenes peering ouer his Tub is too cymicall the signe of Melancholly and indeede the meere effect of a salt rhume Crip. Who would thinke this Gentleman yesterdayes distemperature should breed such motions I thinke it be restoratiue to actiuitie I neuer saw a gentleman caper so excellent as he did last night Bow Meane you me sir Crip. Your owne selfe by this hand Bowd. You gull me not Crip. How gull you Me thinkes a man so well reputed of So well commended for your quallities In Schooles of nimble actiuenesse And places where diuinest Querristers Warble inchanting harmonie to such As thinke there is no heauen on earth but theirs And knowing your selfe to be the Genius Of the spectators and the audience hearts You wrong your worthy selfe intollerably To thinke our words sauor of flatterie Bowd. Sirra dogge how didst thou like my last caper and turne a the toe Crip. Before God passing well Barn I know his worship made it t is so excellent Bowd. It was my yesterdayes exercise Crip. After the working of your purgation was it not Bowd. What purgation you filthy curre Crip. After the purging of your braine Sir Bow Be still dogge barke not though by mis-fortune I was last night somewhat distempered I will not be vpbraided t' was no more But to refine my wit but tell me truely How dost thou like my caper Crip. Farre better than I can commend it Bowd. Now as I am a Gentleman My Tutor was not witting of the same And in my opinion t' will doe excellent O this aire heer 's a most eloquious aire for the memorie I could spend the third part of my Armes in siluer To be encountred by some good wit or other Crip. What say you to your sweet heart Mall Berry Bowd. Peace Cripple silence name her not I could not indure the carrire of her wit for a million shee is the onely shee Mercury vnder the heauens her wit is all spirit that spirit fire that fire flies from her tongue able to burne the radix of the best inuention in this Element shee is the abstract and breefe of all the eloquence since the incarnation of Tullies I tell thee Cripple I had rather incounter Hercules with blowes than Mall Berry with words And yet by this light I am horribly in loue with her Enter Mall Berry Crip. See where she comes O excellent Bowd. Now haue I no more blood than a bull-rush Barn How now what aile you sir Crip. What 's the matter man Bowd. See see that glorious angell doth approach What shall I doe Crip. Shee is a saint indeed Zounds to her court her win her weare her wed her and bed her too Bowd. I would it were come to that I win her by heauen I am not furnish'd of a courting phrase to throw at a dogge Crip. Why no but at a woman you haue O sir seeme not so doultish now can you make no fustian aske her if shee le take a pipe of Tobacco Bow It wil offend her iudgement pardon me Cri. But heare you sir reading so much as you haue done Doe you not remember one pretty phrase To scale the walles of a faire wenches loue Bow I neuer read any thing but Venus and Adonis Crip. Why that 's the very quintessence of loue If you remember but a verse or two I le pawne my head goods lands and all t will doe Bow Why then haue at her Fondling I say since I