All Mistaken OR THE Mad Couple A COMEDY ACTED by His Majestyes SERVANTS at the Theatre Royal Written by the Honorable James Howard Esq LONDON Printed by H. Brugis for Iames Magnes in Russel-street near the Piazza in Covent-garden 1672. The Actors Names The Duke Ortellus next of Kin to the Duke of an Ambitious and Trecherous Nature Arbâ—tus suppos'd Brother to Artabella Philidor a Mad Kinsman of the Dukes in Love with Mirida Zoranzo The Dukes Prisoner of War in love with Amarissa Pinguister Two Rediculous Lovers of Mirida Lean-man Two Rediculous Lovers of Mirida Doctor to Pinguister Taylor to Lean-man Iaylor Servant to Philador Boy Clown Guard and Attendances Women Amphelia in love with the Duke Artabella the Dukes Sister but taken for the Sister of Arbatus Mirida Philador's mad Mistress Amarissa in love with Zoranzo 6. Ladies 3. Nurses with Children Scene ITALY All Mistaken OR THE Mad Couple ACT I. SCENE I. Enter Duke from War in Tryumph leading in his hand Artabella a Woman of that Countrey from whence he came with Arbatus her Brother and Zoranzo Prisoner and on the other side Amphelia and Ortellus and Guard Duke MAdam I need not say you 're welcome to this Countrey since 't is mine Artab Sir leaving my own for yours speaks my beleif of that and all things else you say Duke The same unto your worthy Brother Besides my thanks to you Sir for letting Your Sister take this Journey Arbat Your Highness hath so Nobly Exprest Your self unto my Sister that I Consented to her Coming with you so Highly I esteem'd your Princely word That I have let her Trespass on the Bound of Common Modesty in this Adventure for when this hasty Judging World shall see you have brought a woman From her'owne Country and not your Wife how soon will every Tongue give her Another title Duke Sir my suddain Actions shall prevent all Tongues or thoughts either to name or Thinke her any thing but my Dutchesse Therefore all that owe Duty or Respect To me pay it to her What Amphelia did you beleive the world So Barren of good Faces that yours Only dos enrich it or did you think 't was All mens fates only to Doat on yours Look on this Lady and you 'l see your Errour marke well her face and you Will find in every line Beauty sits Empress there These are the Eyes Amphelia now that dart obedience Through my heart are not you vext To see I am noe Constant foole and Love you still Amphe Vext at what to see a man I hate Love another a very great vexation Know Sir this Breast has only Roome for Joy and Love to brave Ortellus Forgive my heart that 't was not Yours before since you have long Deserv'd it Ortell Madam no time was long enough To wait this Blessed hour Amphe Alas great Duke instead of pineing For your Change you find me Mid'st a Thousand Joys in this New Choice Duke So you doe me Amphelia amid'st Ten Thousand Not all the Glories that attend a Conquering Souldier can create one Joy so great In me as being Conquer'd here in My owne Tryumphs I am but a slave Nor dos my victory over Thousands please Me so much as being overcome by One by this fair one whose Eyes By shining on my Tryumphs only Make it Glorious Amphe Well Sir we will not change our happy States you cannot brag of happyness So great to make me Envy I am Only sorry for this Lady that had nothing Else to doe with her heart 〈…〉 It you Madam if your Breast haâ— Been Crowded with some Twenty or Thirty hearts and amongst these one very Ill you might have made present of That to this mighty Duke Duke Madam does not this Ladies discourse Make you affraid of me Artab Not in the least Sir Duke Where 's this bold Prisoner Guard Here and please your Highness Duke Well Sir though you did attempt to Kill me In our Camp after you were our Prisoner You shall not dye since you are of the Same Country this Lady is Therefore Thank her and Fortune for your Life Zo. I 'de sooner Curse them both shall I thank Any for my life but heaven that gave It me I 'de rather give it to a Cat a Noble Death were far more welcome To me then a mean Life at second Hand my being here I owe unto the Gods when they think fit to lend it Me no longer they know the way To take it from me I scorn to run In debt unto a Mortal Duke for two Or three dayes Breath Amphe Brave Captive a side Duke You 're very high considering you Are in Chaines Zo. Why Sir think you these Fetters can Confine my mind as they doe my Leggs Or that my Tongue 's your Prisoner And dares only say may it please your Highness How much are you mistaken Know Sir my Soul is Prompter to my Tongue And gives it Courage to say any thing That Heaven will not frown at we shou'd Detract from those great pow'rs above if We pay feares to any here below perhaps You think I 'le beg my life now upon A pair of bent Petitioning knees No Sir Had I a hundred lives I 'de give them all To sharpest Deaths rather then Beg for one Duke You 'r well resolv'd perhaps your mind May alter when you see the Ax. In the mean time Commit him to the Closest Prison where if you have any Accounts with heaven you 'l have time To Cast them up before your Death Zo. Your Sentence brings me Joy welcome The Keenest Ax that can be set 't will Cut my Head and Chaines both off together Welcome most happy stroak since it Will bring rest to my Eyes and make A Slave a King Exit with Guard Duke Madam I suppose this Journy has so Wearyed you that 't is time to shew you The way to your Lodgings and leave you To your Repose Guard Make way there for the Duke Amph. My Lord you had best Attend the Duke Because 't is a Respect due to him Ortell I shall Madam at your Commands Exeunt Amphe How has my tongue bely'd my too true Heart in speaking hate unto the Duke and love to Ortellus I hate the Duke so Eyes do sleep that long have known No rest how cou'd my Lips give passage To such words and not have clos'd for ever Not by my hearts direction I am sure for That so swel'd being injur'd by my Mouth as had not Pride and reason Kept It here from this unquiet seate it wou'd Have forc't away to Archimedes Breast And there have whisper'd to his heart my Tongues untruth Why shou'd I love this Man that shews me nothing but Contempt And hate Rouze drooping heart and think Of that think of it alwaies so by degrees 'T will bring a Winter round thee that in Time shall Chill the heate of thy undone And lost affections oh 't is not true that all our Sex Love Change then I might find one Path that leades
way not to mistake Duke Then be assur'd 't is I Arta. Brother 't is nor t is I. Arba. Hey Day hey day I know not what To do or say Throwes down his Sword and goes away Ortell So he 's Dead I hope Arba. No more then you are Ortell How so Arba. Come my Lord as you go I 'le tell you Exit Duke Oh Artabella why did'st take my Arba. Orte Sin upon thy selfe hiding thy Innocence With a face of Guilt my Death had been Not Punnishment enough because I have Wrong'd so fair a Life as yours which Way to ask forgiveness I cant tell There are no Pardons for such Sins As mine the only way to do thee Right is this Arta. Hold Sir my Life shall follow yours If you strike Duke Why wou'dst thou have my Live Arta. Because I love you Sir Duke And that 's the only reason I wou'd dye Arta. Why wou'd it be kindly done To shew my Eyes your Blood Duke Yes far more kind then Live And shew thy heart no Love Oh Artabella that thou wert my Sister nothing But Brothers love were then thy due And I cou'd richly pay thee in that Coyn A Million more then ever Brother did Arta. Wou'd Nature then had made me so Or else had gave me never a heart Duke What wou'dst have me do poor Artabella Arta. Nothing but Love me Sir Duke See what thou dost ask a Man a god Wou'd do and yet I cant 't is not thy Want of Beauty but my Fate Angels Themselves to look upon thy Face wou'd Take a journy twice a day from Heaven Arta. If you wou'd come though far a shorter way You shou'd be much more welcome Duke Sweet Tongue lye still offer no more such Love as Gods themselves to have wou'd Think a Bliss since all thy kindness Dos but wound my Heart to see thine Ship-wrackt in a Sea of Love and cannot Give it Harbour in my Breast Arta. Sir let me beg one thing of you then Duke Withal my Soul be it my Dukedome And 't is thine Arta. 'T is no such great request 't is only When you meet me say I hate Thee Artabella Duke Why cou'd that word please thee Arta. No but to hear it said by you wou'd Bring my Death then I wou'd thank You for my Rest wou'd you not come Unto my Grave Sir Duke O yes and make thy Coffin float with a Sea of Teares Arta. Fair Sir of what Duke Of Griefe Arta. O me a Sea of Teares and yet not One of Love waste not such pretious Drops upon my Grave it will not Satisfy my hovering Soul to see your Eyes drop Pity without Love farewell Sir Oh for a Grave that were a resting place Good heart be kind and breake apace Exit Duke Heaven Love thee for me base Amphelia Thou art the Author of my horrid Sin Exit Enter Philidor and Mirada Phi. Thou talk'st of sport Mirida if all the Sport we have had already with our Lovers come not short of this hang me You say you have invited them already To my Funerall Mir. Yes yes Phili. So So Methinks my Body lies in Great State to see the Tribe that will Come by and by here will be half a Dozen cheife Mourners which shou'd have Been my Wives and some Three or Four Sonns and Heirs besides Three Or four hopefull Daughters these with The Congregation of Nurses will howle Me a pleasant Dirge Mirida you being My Excecutrix must carry your self Very gravely here 's my Will which You must read to'um I 'le be the Priest my selfe hark some body Knocks within Knocks at Gate Enter Boy Boy Sir they are all come Phi. Let 'um in Now Mirida Manage Your business well Mir. Let me alone I 'le warrant yee Enter Ladies and Nurses All La. Ah my poor dear dear All Nu. Ah my poor dear Master ah Child Cry for thy poor Dad. Kiss the Herse Phi. What a Dog-Kennell's here how they Howle aside Mir. When the passions of your Griefes are over Pray hear me speak because it concernes you all Phi. Pox of thy Gravity Mirida aside Mir. Nay hold your Tongue if you set me Once a Laughing I shall spoyl your Funerall aside Enter Pinguister and Lean-man So here comes my Fat Lover and my Leane one Welcome Gentlemen I Was afraid I shou'd not have had your Company Ping. Really sweet Lady I have taken a Purge to day as I do Constantly for Love of you which has detorted me By reason of its opparation neither can I say it has yet finished Mir. Sir please you to sit down and you Mr. Pinguister Ping. Lady I imbrace your offer and shall Press your Chair by my heart Madam This Chair was fitter for a Jackdaw Then me sits down and breaks the Chair Nay they make such Chairs now a daies That had I a Grudge to an Upholsterer I wou'd desire no greater revenge Then to fit down upon every Chair In his Shop Mir. Truly Sir I am sorry for your fall Ladies and Gentlewomen pray give your Attention to my dear deceased Cozens Will Poor young man he was Kill'd Yesterday by a Duel he liv'd but two Houres after he was hurt which time He made use of to settle somthing On all you here his worthy Friends Omnes A good young Man Miri Imprimis I bequeath my Soul as other People us'd to do and so my Body Item I give to Mrs. Mary for a reason that She knows 500. l. Item 500. l. To Mrs. Margaret for a Reason She knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Sarah for a reason She knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Martha for a Reason she knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Alice for a reason She knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Eliner for a reason She knows And so to all the rest Item To my Nurses I leave each of Them 20. l. A year a peece for their Lives besides their arreares due to Them for Nursing These Summes Of Money and Legacies I leave to be Rais'd and Paid out of my Mannor Of Constantinople in which the Great Turke is now Tennant for Life If they shou'd hear how their Laughs aside Legacies art to be Paid how they 'd fall A Druming on his Coffin Item I leave to Mr. Pinguister a very Fat Man Ping. I am so Mir. An Infallible receipt to make him leane Ping. So I hope the Dead may do what The Liveing cannot Mir. I leave to a Certain Leane Gentleman Whom I have seen in my Cozen Miridas Company a sure receipt to Make him Fat Le. ma. I find he knew I was to Marry his Cozen Mir. I desire my Body may be carried to the Grave by the six aforesaid Gentlewomen So Ladies now you have heard his Will Be pleas'd to take up the Body Nurses You are to follow next new which of you Will lead me 〈◊〉 I will Madam Le. ma. By my Bones but you shanot Ping. By my Fat but I will Sir Mir. Nay Gentlemen pray fall not out well One of
to it that womanish vice Were vertue now in me 't wou'd free my Heart and that were Charity Enter Duke See where he comes again oh how I love And hate that man Now help me Pride and fil My Breast with scorne and prethee Tongue Take heed you do not faulter heare not My heart that will distract thy speech and So betray my fain'd unkindness Duke What Amphelia all alone weary of your new Love already cant you pass away the Time with him one Hour Amphe Were he no finer man then your self to Be with him a Minute I shou'd think a Seaven Years pennance Good heart lye still and let my tongue alone aside I wonder what a woman can see in you Or heare from you to make her Love you I was Just goeing to have said hate him O what a taske is this therefore let me Advise you to have a meane opinion Of your self Duke Me thinks that advise might serve for Your self ha ha ha Amphe Have patience heart I know I lye thou Need'st not tell me so I had better then Confess my Love D' yee laugh Duke faith So cou'd I at you till the tears ran down My Cheeks that they wou'd quickly do For griefe wou'd fain unload my Eyes I must begon I cannot longer Act this Part unless I had a heart as hard as his Duke What you are goeing now to your Love Ortellus Amphe I am so and goeing from you to him is Pleasure double not only pain to quit But Joy to meet Duke Make hast then for your departure will Oblidge me too so we shall be all pleas'd Amphe Hast I will make but with unwilling feet aside For every step from him my griefes repeat Exit Duke She 's gon and after her my heart is flown 'T is well it has no Tongue to make it's mone Then t wou'd discover what my Pride conceales A heart in Love though slighted Love reveales Yet though I love her stil she shall not know Her hate shall seem my Joy which is my Woe My constancy I 'le Outwardly disguise Though here within I am not half so wise Yet rather then disclose my doating fate I 'le wound my heart by Counterfitting hate To whine it wou'd the worst of Follies prove Since women only pitty when they Love With how much scorne she gave me welcome home Ortellus in her hand to shew my Doome Me and my Tryumphs she did so despise As if they 'd been unworthy of her Eyes 'T is well to her I shew'd as much disdain I 'de rather perish then she guess my pain But O! the horrid Act she makes me do To foole a woman that is young and true So damn'd a Sin that Hell cou'd not invent It is to foul for any punnishment To question those above I am afraid Else I wou'd aske them why they woman made Enter Philidor O my Mad Cosen your Servant Whether so fast Phili. So fast Sir why I have been haunted By a Pack of Hounds this three Hours And damn'd deep-Mouth'd Hounds too No less then three Couple of Nurses Three Couple of Plaguy hunting Bitches And with them three Couple of Whelpes Alias Children Sir they have Rung me Such a Ring this Morning through Every by turning that leads to a Bawdy House I wisht my self Eartht a thousand Times as a Fox does when he is hard Run But that they wou'd have presently Dâ—â—d me out with their Tongues Duke Faith Philidor t' is no news to me for I Have known thee from sixteen at this Course of Life what and these Children were All your Bastards and their Nurses coming To dun you for money Phill. Something of that's in 't I think Sir Duke Well Cuz I 'le leave thee to thy wildness A fitter Companion much for thee then I at this time Phill. Why Sir I hope nothing has hapned to trouble you Duke No No. My griefe alas is far beyond Express To tell it to a friend can't make it less Exit Phill. Wou'd I were at the wars again I fear No Sword half so much as the Tongue Of one of these Nurses and the youling of The Children are more dismall to my Eares then the Groanes of Dyeing men in A Battaile I am at this time in Law with Six or seaven Parishes about fathring Of Bastards 't is very fine truely and yet me Thinks'tis a hard Case that I shou'd be Sued for Multiplying the world since death Makes bold with Bastards as well as other Children the very Picture of a Nurse and Child in her armes wou'd fright me now Oh from that sight deliver me Enter Nurse and Child as he is goeing out Ha! and here they come Pox on 't what luck have I After saying my prayers it shall be a fair Warning to me now am I started again And must goe Run tother Course offers to Run away 1. Nurse Esquire Philidor Esquire Philidor she Runs after him Phili. How deafe am I now 't is well I know This by way to avoid her Enter second Nurse and meets him Ha! S'death another the Devill appearing Here too 2. Nurse O my Proper young squire stay stay d' ye hear sir Phill. No indeed wo'nt I. Yet I know one way More to avoid them Enter third Nurse Ha! another coming here too nay then I Find I am in Hell before I thought I shou'd What will become of me now 3. Nurse Oh Squire I thought I shou'd never have Spoke with your Worship Phili. No by this light shou'd you not if I cou'd have hope it 1 Nurse I wonder Squire at your Conscience to avoid Your pretty babes as you do Phili. So now't begins I am like to have Sweet Musick from the Consort of These Nurses tongues 1 Nurse Saving your presence fir I think Here are three as sweet Babes as ever suck'd Teat and all born within the year too Besides three more that your Worship has In our street Phili. A very hopeful generation sure this was A great Nut year well if all Trades Fail I may go into some Forraine Plantation where they want people and Be well paid for my pains wou'd I Were there now 1 Nurse Codge Codge dos a laugh upon a dad In conscience sir the child knows your Worship Phili. A very great comfort 1 Nurse My young Master here is as like your Worship as e're he can look has your Tempting eyes to a hair I cou'd not Choose but smile to my self tother day I was making him clean about the Secrets to see what God had sent him In a plentifull manner it put me half In mind of your Worship I am sure I Have been at double the expence of Other Nurses in eating choice meat to Make my milk good for my young Master because I wou'd not spoil the Groath of any one of his Members 2 Nurse Nay for that Neighbour I have eat as Good or better meat then you every day In the week I never toucht a bit of salt Meat for fear of spoyling my
you lead me one half of the way Exeunt Ping. Agreed Sir take you her hand first a Very timely Proposition for my Purge Workes again save me where abouts Is the Closset goes out and comes in again What a loose must I run to overtake them Now else I shall not lead my Mistriss the Last half way deliver me from Love And Purges Enter all again with a Coffin Philidor and Mirida shut them into the Vault Phili. So there let u'm converse with the dead A while I had rather have 'um there then Above ground here will I keep 'um till They have all quitted me under their hands And Seals Mir. Oh the sport that we shall have by and by Well but I must go home a little my Father will miss me where shall we Meet again Phi. Just here Mir. I 'le not fail Exeunt Enter Amarissa just arriv'd Amar. I am come to late and yet too soon am here Since dear Zoranzo's death is now so near On the same block with him I 'le lay my head That our two bodies may have but one bed Thus are our Nuptial joyes decreed by fate Our Wedding and our Burial bare one date Sure I am the first of maids that ever gave Her body to her Lover in a Grave Alas in cold embraces we must meet With Icy kisses in a winding sheet Yet though this life denies us time to love The other life will not so cruel prove Our souls so fast in Lovers knots wee 'l tye That when the headsman strikes they both shall fly Twind in one another through the air And be at rest whilst other Souls despair Enter Iaylor This is the Prison and here 's the Jaylor I beleive Pray Sir do you belong Unto the Prison Iaylor Belong Yes I am the Keeper of it Amar. Is not here one Zoranzo a Prisoner Iaylor Yes but he wont be here long for he Is to dye anon Amar. Ah me Sir I am his Sister pray help Me to him that I may speak with him Before that cruel hour I love him So that I must needs dye with him I 'le Petition the Duke that I may sure he 'le Not deny me that request Iay. I can tell you a way that you may be sure To have that favour granted Amar. Tell it me and I 'le thank ye Iay. Why if you 'l try to convey him out of Prison As another Lady has already you may Bare them company too Amar. Why has there any Lady endeavor'd it Iay. Yes one that is his Mistriss and they are Both to dye together Amar. Ha! What is 't I hear his Mistriss Say you Iay. Yes Mistriss they both lye as Contentedly By one another as if they were not two Amar. Curse him good heaven ye cannot throw Too many curses on him here Jaylor Take this and let me speak with the Prisoner Iay. Madam you shall Enter Zoranzo and Amphelia as in Prison in Chains Zo. Amarissa are my eyes false or is it Truly she Ama. Your Eyes are true but 't is your heart That 's false Zo. I am deceiv'd that cannot be her tongue Ama. Shou'd it speak otherwise to thee I de Tear it out Devil Zoranzo curst Pair of Vipers that in chains of death Can practise Lust as if no end were nigh Do not my wrongs startle thy guilty Soul to think of all the torments it must Have that cou'd with so much falseness Murther Love when thou art gone to Hell as go thou must 't will be a task For all the Devils there to torture thee enough Thy sin is such were I thy headsman When thou com'st to dye I 'de be a week A cutting off thy head twixt every stroke I 'de stop and then I 'd hollow Amarissa In thy Eares thy Guilt wou'd be an Eccho To my wrongs and answer to my cry Wrong'd Amarissa which injur'd name Repeated to thy Eares wou'd make Thy Soul think Hell not half such pain Farwel Zoranzo I 'le come see your Head struck off and your Ladies Zo. Base Amarissa that can conclude me False because she saw this Lady lye In Chaines by me and cou'd not ask me how We came together Thus to revile me and Not know the truth I 'le scorn to tell Her now Enter Duke Amar. O Sir be pleas'd to hear a Maids Petition Though a Stranger to you Duke Fair Maid what is 't Amar. Zoranzo that 's Condemn'd to Dye may Duke Not Live if that be your request pray Do not ask I shan't grant it Amar. No Sir 't is that he may have a Thousand Deaths instead of One or one that has More pain then Thousands Duke What makes you thus incenc'd against him Amar. Heaven knows I have too much cause Sir I have Lov'd him long and the day he was Your Prisoner shou'd have been our Wedding news being brought to me In my own Country that he was to Dye In flying hast I took this tedious journey With Sorrow and with Joy I here arriv'd Tears in my eyes for his approaching Death Smiles in my Cheeks to think Of dyeing with him but when I came Unto the Prison gate I met the Jaylor and He told me all then let me in and to rejoyce My Eyes I saw two Devils lye in Chains together and not half so fast As Chain'd in Love all my intended Kisses then I chang'd into as many curses On his heart which with my eyes I Spoke as well as tongue Duke Alas poor injur'd Maid we must be one another's Petiters thy fate is mine That woman which you saw with him Has prov'd as false to me as he to you Amar. For Heavens sake Sir let 'um Dye both No sight wou'd please us like their Blood the Jaylor told me they lye as Close together all day as if they were not two Duke Oh curse on'um Amar. Oh the Devil take 'um pray Sir give Order that they may be brought Immediately to Excecution Duke I will Ama. I 'le go call the Jaylor Sir steps to th' Prison Enter Iaylor Duke Jaylor let the Prisoner be brought to Excecution straight I 'le be there my self Amar. And I too Sir Duke You shall wee 'l go together Exeunt ACT V. Enter all Ladies Nurses Pinguister Lean-man as in the Vault Philidor as a Cryer Phili. O Yes O yes o yes did any man hear Tale or Tidings of Three Nurses call'd Three Flanders Mares with Three Sucking Colts All Nu. Hark we are Cry'd in the Streets Phi. And also six Maiden Ladies that shou'd Have been all Married to a certain Promising Gentleman All La. Devil we are Cry'd too Phi. Also a very Lean Gentleman that must Be Patter before he 's Married Le. ma. Hark that 's I. Phi. And the hugest Loss of all is one Mr. Pinguister a lovely Fat Gentleman Whom all that knew him doubt him To be Dead upon some Privy house Because he Purg'd every day for Love By reason Mrs. Mirida will not Marry him Till a certain Measure that he has
'T is a rare diversion to see what several Waies my flock of Lovers have in being Ridiculous some of them sigh so Damnably that t is as troublesome as a Windy day ' ther 's two of them that make Their Love together by languishing Eye Casts one of them has one Eye bigger then Another and he looks like a Tumbler and That Eye 's like a Musquet Bullet and I expect Every Minute when he will hit me with it He aims so right at me My other Lover looks a squint and to see him cast Languishing Eyes wou'd make a woman With child Miscarry There is also a Very fat man Mr. Pinguister and a very Leane man that loves me I tell the Fat man I cannot Marry him till hee 's Leaner and the lean man I cannot Marry Him till hee 's Fat So one of them purges And runs heats every morning to pull Down his sides and the other makes his Taylor stuff his clothes to make him shew Fatter Oh! what pleasure do I take in Fooling of Mankind Phili. Was there ever so witty a wench 't is the Woman of women for my turn I 'le To her thou most Renowned Female I cannot hold Miri From what Phili. From kissing thee loving thee or what Thou wilt Miri Troth you 'r very well acquainted considring You never saw me before Phili. Saw thee I have heard thee talke this Hour like an Angel of light Miri Well and d' ye love me for what you heard me say Phili. Yes faith do I why you are just of my Humour when I heard thee say how many men You had fool'd I was very glad to hear You come one short of me for I have Fool'd six women and you but five men Miri Why if you love me you shall be the sixt fool To make up my half dozen too Phili. No I wont and yet I 'le love thee too Miri Why how will you help it Phili. Thus you and I will love one another Mir. What whether I will or no. Phi. Nay hear me we two will Love how we Please when we please and as long as We please doe not these Propositions Tickle your heart a little Mir. I don't mislike them Now cou'd I take him About the Neck and Kiss him for this humour Of his and do you say you will Love me Phi. Yes marry will I. Mir. Nay hold I wont marry you Phi. Nor I thee for all the world Mir. And yet you say you will Love me Phi. I tell you I will make no more words on 't Mir. Why then hark you to be as obsolute As you I will Love you too That is to say Upon the aforesaid Conditions Phi. With all my heart prethee don't think That I will Love thee upon any other Termes but come we must seal this Bargain with Hands Hearts and Lips Mir. No No no Lips wee 'l only shake Hands upon 't that 's enough for so Weighty a Contract as this of ours Phi. But prethee le ts seale the Bargain Mir. No no Sir I use no Wax to my Lips Phi. Nay by my Troth I care not a Pin to Kiss thee Mir. No looke upon me well and see if you Can say so again Phi. Hum yes faith I will give two pence to Kiss thee now Mir. Well Sir when I do Kiss you I 'le Bate you a penny of that Phill. Now you and I will sing this Song He sings My love and I a bargain made It is well worth a telling When one was weary we agreed To part both shou'd be willing Mir. Nay here I 'me for you too She sings And thus our Loves will longer last Then fools that still are pining Wee 'l spend our time in joy and mirth Whilst doaters do in whining Phili. Faith you and I sing very well we Are alike in that too I see either Nature or the Devil some body or something Made thee and me for one another well But let us remember our conditions Imprimis I will love you Mir. Item So will I you Phi. I will not say how long Mir. Item Nor I neither Phi. Item It may be I can love you but a weeke Mir. Item I don't care if it be but a day Phi. Item I will never be tyed to any thing Mir. Item Thou shalt be tyed to what thou Wilt but me Phi. Item I will come when I please and go when I please Mir. Item Thou shalt drown'd thy self when Thou wilt or hang thy self when thou Wilt or go to the Devil when thou wilt Phi. Item If I shou'd like another woman I Will have the liberty of leaving you Without any Ceremony but just saying Good buy Mir. Item If I shou'd like any man better then You I 'le leave you without saying so Much as good buy Phi. Item The first that sighs of us two Shall fast a weeke Mir. Item The first that looks but Melancholly of us two shall Be starv'd to Death Phi. To Conclude we will be both as mad As we please Mir. Agreed and the Devill take the Tamest Phi. A blest Bargain but hark you there 's One thing I have forgot Mir. What 's that Phi. Have you had as many Children as I Mir. No indeed hant I Phi. Why then you must let me help you to'um That you may be even with me there too Mir. Hold Sir that bargain 's yet to make Phi. Pox on 't that shou'd have been one Of our Articles Mir. Well I can stay no longer with you now Phi. Nay prethee hold thou shalt not go get I can't part with you so soon Mir. I but I have a mind to go and that 's one Of our Articles Phi. Well but shan't we put that other Article in before we part Mir. No no good buy to you Phi. Farewel Mettle Exit Enter Pinguister Doctor and Servants Mir. Look you Mr. Pinguister this is the Measure must meet about your waste Before I marry you Ping. This why t will not come about the small tryes the measure himself Of my Legg Mir. Sir I am the sorryer for it but it must Compass your Middle before you can be My deare Chuck your Servant Sir I am in hast Ping. Prethee thou damnable pretty Rogue Let me have some comfort from thee Before thou goest either from thy Eyes Thy Cheeks Mouth or Nose or some Part about thee Consider what a Dissolution I must undergo for Love Of thee Mir. I do indeed Sir but your Servant For this time Exit Ping. Worthey Docter my hopes are all in you now I have tried many Physitians already To make me leane enough for that Tormenting pretty Fairy Devill Doct. Truly Sir your case is very desperate But if any man in the world can drain Your fat from you t is I Sir we will Begin your Course out of hand Ping. Do you hear besure I have at least Two dozen of Napkins ready upon The spot to rub me at every turn Therefore come you all along with me Have mercy
Innocent is a Double Crim I had no cunning guard About this heart to keep it safe from a Seduceing Tongue I have lost my heart which he by falsness woon How soon is Truth and Innocence undone Exit Enter Philidor Phili. Pray remember the poor Prisoners Pray remember the Prisoners well had I not taken this course with the Regiment Of women that I have promis'd to marry I shou'd have been devour'd by'um By this time they came just now into My Chamber one by one hoping to have Found me alone to have preach'd Matrimony to me but to my blest Deliverance no sooner one was There but another came so I perswaded Them one by one to slip up into a Garret so still as one knockt at The door the tother ascended there Have I secured them with this Key And there must I keep them till I Have made Conditions with them Enter Mirida O here comes Mirida Pray Remember The poor Prisoners pray remember The poor Prisoners Mir. Who the Devill 's that Philidor Phi. The very same my mettled Female Mir. Why what mad Prank art thou Playing now Phi. Alas a day I have great Cares upon Me I must provide meat for Half a dozen Ladies that shou'd have Been my Spouses Look up yonder In that very Garret for ought I Know they must Dine and Sup at my Charge as long as they live and Thus must I be their Cook every Day and beg their first and second Course Mir. I am sorry to hear this because 't is A wilder trick then I have done Lately to any of my Lovers Prethee Le ts go under the window and Call to them Phi. Come away you shall hear what Vollies we shall have from the Castle Most excellent Amazonian Ladies look Out and behold your labouring Purvyor What paines he takes to victle your Castle because he knows you must Be long there Women looks out 1 La. Rogue 2 La. Rascall 3 La. Villain 4 La. Dogg 5 La. Slave 6 La. Hel-hound Phi. Me thinks you represent the Hemisphear Because you are Enthron'd so high your Eyes appear like Stars to us poor Mortalls here below 1 La. Villain if we had thee here thou shou'dst Find it Hell Mir. Pray Ladies what make you so angry Methinkâ— the Gentleman is your friend And has hope you neerer Heaven then Perhaps ever a one of you wou'd ever have been 2 La. What 's that you say little Pissabed Mir. Sweet Angels will never a one of you Please to descend 3. La. Thou little Devil if we had thee here Wee 'd throw thee down again with Such a swing that wee 'd knock that Rascals brains out with thy fall Mir. Then angry Ladies I shall stay here See has not that Lady a very fair Nose At this distance Philli. Has not the tother there a mouth that When she opens it to scold looks Like a Giants Cave 4. La. S' life wee 'l not be abus'd thus here 's A Hercules Statue let 's throw it down Upon their heads Mirida runs away and meets Pinguister and stops Enter Pinguister and Doctor Mir. Hold Philidor we shall have some new Sport of my making now here comes My fat Lover let us stand close and Hear a little Ping. Doctor pray how many stooles May I happily have this morning By this Purgation already taken by me Doct. Doubtless one hundred Sir Ping. Save me 't will swing my Bumgut then But how much fat may it bring away Doct. Peradventure half a dozen pounds Ping. Love what dost thou make me do but Worthy Docterus from what parts of My continual Purg'd body is this store Of fat extracted Doct. Chiefly from your waste and Calves of your Leggs Ping. And how many Purges may make my Wast and Leggs Calves Alias Calves of My Leggs delightful to her Eye Sir Doct. Sir some ten Purges that is to say You must have 1000 stooles to drain Your treasure of Fat totalliter from yee Ping. Oh Love Oh Mirida for thee I dayly Purge Ergo for thee I dayly Stink I find I must keep Company with the Beares That I may be able to endure my own stink the better Doct. Come Sir I think you had best begin To run your heates Ping. Oh me nothing cou'd e're a made a Footman of me but Love well I Must put on my Pumpes Phi. By this Light this is the Pleasant'st Scene as e're I saw Ping. Nay Doctor if you mean I shou'd run Lend me your hand to help Me up puts on night Caps Now in the name of Love I most Unwillingly start Phi. S'death he runs like a Duke he runs round and somtimes goes out to untruss Mir. His stooles come very quickly upon him One after another Ping. I must run with my Breeches in My hand my Purge visits my Bumgut So intollerable often Doct. Now Sir for a Cheerful Loose Ping. By my heart Mr. Docterus I wonder at Your Cruelty to aske a Cheerful Loose Of me am not I loos'd sufficiently By your furious Purgations Enter Lean-man and his Taylor Mir. Oh here comes my Lean Lover Le. ma. Taylor do I look Gross enough now Tayl. Yes I 'le assure you you seeme very Corpulent Le. ma. Well I am sure if thou hast not made Me Large enough thou wilt thy Bill Now have at Mrs. Mirida sure my person Will take her why how now Cozen What makes you running a heat Ping. I must not stop to speak with you but come Run by me and I will tell you why I See you know nothing Mrs. Mirida has A great kindness for me but cannot Marry me before I am leaner Le. ma. She fools him her kindness is for me And bids me make my self fatter before We Marry Ping. But pray Coze what makes you stuff Your self so to appear big Le. ma. Yes I do it to please Mrs. Miridas Eye She bid me Ping. So she makes an Ass of him Le. ma. Well I wont hinder you in your exercise Farewell now I 'le to Mrs. Mirida Exit Ping. Good buy Good buy Goods fith my Purge again oh oh oh Enter Clown with a Cudgel and beates him in agen Clow. A nasty Rogue when a man 's a sleep To come and do it just in his Mouth I 'le swindge yee Ping. Oh hold good Sir 't was the violence of My Physick wou'd my Paunch were Out if I saw you Phi. Hold what d' ye mean to beat a Gentleman thus Clow. Let him learn more manners then Against next time Ping. Oh Mrs. Mirida I have been Purg'd And beaten most Extreamly for your sake Sure I am Lean enough now to marry you Mir. That I cannot tell but I have the Measure in my Pocket of what compass You were about when you first were In love with me and also the measure To that you must fall before I marry you Here was your full bigness which Was three Yards about let me see Oh you are fallen a yard Ping. Well and wont you marry me then Mir. That
you 'l see presently for here 's the Measure must compass you about Before I do this wants a yard yet Ping. Well and d' ye think its possible for me Ever to become such a Grig as that Measure will meet about me Why to do that you must imbowell Me and then shave the remaining Roules of Fat off from my melting Sides Doct. Here pray Sir throw this Blanquet about you you 'l catch your Death Ping. Look you unreasonable Mistriss thus Am I fain to do every day because I Wou'd melt my self into a Husband for you You may hear my Guts at this time Boylling within me I 'me confident they 'l Have the same fat as a Kettle full of Black Puddings that are all boyl'd And so broke Doct. Come Sir you must needs go to Bed Ping. That is to say I must go Swim for That I do constantly in a Sea of Sweat Mir. I pray Sir I wou'd not for all the world You shou'd miscarry Ping. Indeed I look as if I were with Childe Lady if you have any thoughts of going To Heaven have mercy on me Mir. Farewell Garbage Ping. Oh heat O fat oh love what will you Do with one Exit with Doctor Phi. Was here ever such sport as we have Seen Mir. Heaven send thee and I many a fair year To be mad together in Phili. I as you say give us but time enough And when we grow Tame let the Bell Tole for us but stay let us return Back to my Virgins that I may Make my Conditions with 'um before they Get out of Prison Enter all Ladies and Bind'um S'death they are all got out already 1 La. Oh have we met with you now yee Pair of Devils wee 'l lay you fast Enough So good night to you lye there Till we come again Ex. La. Phili. Pox on 't was there ever such luck as this There was a Trap door in the Garret Which they found and got out at Mir. What think you now of this daies sport Philidor Phi. Plague on 't well enough if they had Not bound us back to back together We might have past away the time Malicious Iades no way of brideling us But this Prethee turn about thy Head and let us try if we can kiss One another a little Mir. No no we wont try for fear you shou'd put your Neck out of joynt With turning it too much of one side Phi. Well fortune shou'd be more carefull Of Accidents of this Nature and not Contrive them so cross Enter Boy Phi. Oh here comes a Boy here Sirra come Hither Boy What say you Master Phi. Here Prethee unbind us I 'le give Thee a shilling Boy Why Sir cant you unbind your selves Phi. Simple Boy thou seest we cant Boy And have you a mind to be unbound Phi. Yes yes we are in great Torments To lye thus Boy Then Sir you shall give me a Peece And your Hat because I have never A one or else farewell Phi. Well stay here take it out of my Pockets Boy Yes that I will do before I unbind you And your Hat too Exit Phi. The Rogue 's to nimble for me Mir. Well Philidor farewell I must go Put on a clean Handkercher Phi. And I must go see if I can find A beleiving Harberdasher else I shall Be very Cerimonious to every one I meet Exit Enter Fidler Mir. A Fidle nay then I am made again I 'de have a dance if I had nothing but my Smock on Fidler strick up And play my Gigg cal'd I care not A Pin for any man Fid. Indeed I cant stay I 'me going to Play to some Gentlemem Mir. Nay thou shalt stay but a little Fid. Give me â—alf a Crown then Mir. I have no money about me But here take my Handkercher Dance and Exit ACT IV. Enter Ortellus and Arbatus as going into the Dukes Bed-Chamber and the Duke in Bed Ortell So I 'le keep the door whil'st you Dispatch him Arba. My Lord I find you truly Noble Why Duke why Duke I say methinks My voice shou'd wake his guilty Soul Nothing but Innocence can sleep secure Then why good Heaven dos he take 〈◊〉 Awake thou drowsy Devil Duke my Sisters wrongs do call thee from thy Sleep methinks the sound of those shou'd Peirce thy Eares why Duke Dâ—ke What bold voice iâ— that Arba. One that will be more bold with you Duke Who is 't so impudent aâ— to break My sleep Arba. 'T is I Arbatus that will put thee Into a wonder Duke Ha what means that Dagger in thy hands Arba. Canst thou ask that question it is To tickle thy false heart Duke Ha ha ha you jest you jest Arba. What dos the conceit on 't make you Laugh already I was resolv'd to wake Thee before I sent thee to Hell because Thou may'st know of whose arrant thou goest Duke Come come leave your foolery least You heat my Blood Arba. If I do I will let it out all And that will quickly coole it I 'de give You time to say your Pray'rs now But that I know thy Sin to be so Great that Heaven will not Pardon thee Enter Artabella Ortell Who 's that Arta. 'T is I my Lord Artrbella let me in Quickly that I may have one stab at His false heart before my Brother Has put him past feelling Ortell And so thou shalt brave Girl Arba. Now Duke good night to you and the Devil send you good rest Arta. Hold Brother Arba. Who 's that Arta. 'T is I thy injur'd Sister come to make The first hole in that base Dukes heart It is my Right Arba. Begin begin then that I may make an end Arta. Stay Brother not to fast has he said His Pray'rs Arba. His Pray'rs why none but the Devil Will hear them Come come Sister Give me the Dagger again you wast time Arta. And so I will the Duke shannot Dye Arba. How not Dye Arta. Not dye I say Arba. Then you are his Whore all this while And wou'd have him Live that you may Be so still Arta. Brother another word so foule I 'le Strike this Dagger through your heart Therefore hear me speak Know Then 't is I that cannot love the Duke Which he wou'd never tell you knowing ' Twou'd make you angry with me Arba. Nay then I 'le Kill you for foolling a Brother and your Reputation thus Duke Hold Arbatus she saies it but to save My Life 't is I have fool'd you both Therefore strike here Arba. And so I will then Arta. Hold Brother pul not a load of Sins Upon your head t is I have been to blame indeed I have with Loving him to much Arba. Then thou shalt Dye Duke Hold Sir Heaven will frown on you for ever If you shed one drop of that pure Blood Upon my word 't is I Arba. Keep not my Tortur'd Soul thus in Suspence One of you tell me true and that quickly Too else I 'le destroy you both aâ—d That 's the surest
Will come about his Wast Enter Mirida Ping. Cryer I am here I am here Phi. If any can bring News of the six aforesaid Virgin Ladies or of the three Flanders Nurses And Colts to one Mr. Philidor a very Consciencious young Man Omnes A Pox take him Phi. They shall be extreamly paid For thier Pains Again if any can Bring Tidings of this Mr. Pinguister To Mrs. Mirida she will be very bountiful In her Reward the poor soul weeps Most bitterly for him Ping. Dos she so poor Wretch cries aloud Prethee good Cryer go tell her I am not Dead though I have been Buryed a Great while in the Vault Mercy of my Bumgut my Purge again Omnes You nasty Rogue turn your Breech Out at the Grate then goes to do so Philidor Kickes him down he Roares out Mir. Philidor I have broke a Vain With Laughing to hear thy Rogueries I 'le call to Pinguister Mr. Pinguister My Love my Dear sure I hear Thy voice Ping. Who 's that my dear Female Mir. The same Fat Love Ping. Oh Prethee raise me from the Dead Phi. Well Ladies and Gentlewomen how d' yee Like your Cryer now Omnes The Devil take thee was it you Phi. The very same 2 La. Well wont you let us out pray howsoever Take away this Fat Gentleman from us For he has such a coming Looseness and T is so dark here that he has Shit upon every one of us Omnes Well but wont you let us out Phili. Yes if you Ladies will set your hands To this Paper to quit me as to all Promises I will and also my reverend Nurses You must set your hands to this discharge To quit me from all arreares of Nursing Else farewell t'yee Omnes Well well stay we will Sets their hands Phili. So now you may go take the Aire Again there 's the Key to let your selves out Omnes A Cheating Rogue Phili. Come Mirida let 's run away for if They catch us Murther is the best we Can hope for Exit with Mirida 1 Nur. They went this way let 's run after Them some one way and some tother Ex. women Ping. So you may but if I run any way Then hang me I am gald of my Resurrection Howsoever On my Conscience no green Carcase ever stunck as I did to my best Remembrance I went to stoole some Threescore times in the Vault Ergo I was beaten Threescore times the Unmerciful Nurses with their hugh Palm'd hands every time I went to 't Playd at hot Cockles all the while upon My Buttocks well I hope I shall ne're Be buried again whil'st I live and so With that Prayer I 'le go to Bed Enter Mirida Miri My dear Fat Love little dost thou Think how many Tears I have shed For all thy Sufferings that Rogue Philidor put a Trick upon us all Ping. Well and has Physick Heats Buriall Nor Resurrection made me yet Leane Enough to be thy Husband why I have Lost asmuch Grease as wou'd Furnish A whole City with Candles for a Twelve Month. And all for the Love of thee sweet Mirida Cries and Snobs Mir. Dear Love come sit thee in my Lap And let me try if I can enclose thy world Of Fat and Love within these Armes See I cannot nigh encompass my Desires by a Mile Ping. How is my Fat a Rivall to my Joyes cries Sure I shall weep it all away Mir. Lye still my Babe lye still and sleep It grieves me sore to see thee weep Wert thou but Leaner I were glad Thy Fatness makes thy dear Love sad What a lump of Love have I in my armes Ping. Nay if I had not taken all these Courses To dissolve my self into thy imbraces One wou'd think my looking on thee Were enough for I never see thee but I am like a fat piece of Beefe rosting At the Fire continually drep drop drop There 's ne're a feature in thy Face or Part about thee but has cost me many A Pint of Fat with thinking on thee And yet not to be Lean enough for Thy Husband O Fate O Fate O Fate O Fat. she lets him fall Mir. O Lord Sir I have let you fall how Shall I do to get you up again Ping. Nay that 's more then all the World Can tell Mir. I 'le e'ne lye down by thee then Ping. Nay but Prethee lye neer me thou Had'st as good lye a League off as that Distance Mir. Were I thy Wife fat Love I wou'd she sings My Lodging it is on the Cold Boards And wonderful hard is my fare But that which Troubles me most is The Fatness of my Dear Yet still I cry oh melt Love And I prethee now melt apace For thou art the man I shoud long for If 't were not for thy Grease Ping he sings Then prethee dont harden thy heart still And be deaf to my pittiful Moan Since I do indure the smart still And for my Fat do Groan Then prethee now turn my dear Love And I prethee now turn to me For alas I am too Fat still To Roul so far to thee Mir. That were not Modesty in me to turn To you but if you can Roul to me Within this hour I 'le Marry you in Spite of all your Fat Mir. Agreed then I shall gain thee yet You must lye still then Mir. Yes yes Ping. Sure I am Sysiphus's stone for as fast As I turn over I think I turn be Rouls to her and she Rouls from him Back again else I must needs Have been come to my Journies end By this time for I am of such a Breadth that every Roul I give I pass over an Acre at least Thou ly'st still my Love dos't thou not Mir. Yes I long to have thee here Ping. I doubt I shant be with thee though This two hours Mir. Then my heart will break Ping. I 'me sure mine will before I get to thee Oh Woman oh woman oh woman They talke of woman in Travail I 'me Sure I know a man in Travail at This time in more Pain behalf Mir. Why my most Extream Fat Asse dost she rises and Laughs at him Thou not find that I have fool'd thee All this while Ping. Why hast thou Mir. Yes indeed have I. Ping. Oh thou woman may'st thou grow Fat that thy Breasts and Belly may Meet together so that all the fat Hostesses in Christendom may appear But Eels to thee Mir. Farewell my lowly Love Ping. Why wilt thou not help me up before You go Mir. What to do to run heats again for Love Ping. No to fight with thee Mir. Fight with me by this Light wou'd we Had two Swords I 'de have one pass At all thy Tripes Enter Cutler with two Swords Faith and yonder 's a fellow has two Swords Friend lend me but thy Swords one Minute Cut. I am going to carry them to two Gentlemen Mir. Oh this will not hinder thee thou shalt See rare sport go help that Gentleman Up that lies yonder and give
that Sword Into his hand Come are you ready Sir Ping. Why you dear fight then it seemes Though thou art so ungodly a Chit as To say no prayers before thou begin'st I will I assure thee Good I pray and desire yee if I Do miscarry in this Duell that I may Meet with no woman in the tother VVorld Now thou worst of Females Have at thee Mir. Come I 'le let out all your Fat and Love at One Thrust Fight and she disarmes him Now ask thy Life and confess thou art an Asse Ping. I am an Asse and ask my life Mir. Then I thy conquering Caesar take my leave With this conclusion veny vidi vici And so farewell Oh Fate Oh Love O Fat. Exit Ping. After all my Miseries wou'd I were Up again else the next man that comes Will make a Rouler of me for to Roul Bowling greenes makes severall Attempts to rise and at last gets up So now have I a Mile home at least And every toilesome step I take I will Curse women Exit Enter Zoranzo and Amphelia lyeing upon Straw together Zo. Most blest of women I must tell you truth And yet I fear that truth will Amph. Will what I doubt he loves me aside Speak it Sir nothing from you can Be unwelcome Zo. O yes it will Amph. I 'le warrant you out with it Sir Zo. Then know I t will come no further Amph. Unhappy man 't is so he Loves me aside O Sir I have sadder truth to tell to you Then yours can be to me I dare not Speak it Zo. My fears are true she Loves me aside Pray tell me what it is Amph. Tell yours first Sir Zo. Alas you saw I tried but cou'd not Get it past my Lipps Amph. If I shou'd try mine wou'd not come so far Zo. Wou'd I knew yours I cou'd tell it For you Amph. So cou'd I yours yet I cant my own Zo. Alas she loves me aside Amph. Poor Zoranzo I see he loves me aside But Sir consider we are going to dye Let us dye undeceiv'd in one another Zo. Oh that some that knows each of Our hearts wou'd harken to our griefes And bid an Angel come and speake For both Enter Iaylor Iay. Come have you done your discourse Yee must go to Excecution Zo. A little patience Jaylor see we are Cal'd unto our deaths pray tell me What you mean Amph. I cannot first do you begin Zo. Nor I. Amph. Let us tell both together then that one May not blame the tother Zo. Agreed are you ready now to speak Amph. Yes oh no I am not well now I am Are you Zo. Yes I am begin oh stay I cannot yet Iay. Come Come I can give you no Longer time Amph. Nay then we must tell Zo. Poor Amphelia t is Amarissa that I Love Amph. O Zoranzo I love the Duke Zo. Then I am joyed I was afraid t was Me you Lov'd Amph. And so was I that you Lov'd me Now we shall dye both happy Never was two such friends as you and I. Iay. Come Come Amph. Good Jaylor we go most willingly now Exâ—â—nt Enter as on a Scaffold Duke Amarissa Ortellus Zoranzo Amphelia and Iaylor Excecutioner Amar. Jaylor why did'st thou let them stay so long Iay. They had so much to say to one another That still they begg'd one Minute and Then another Amar. D' yee hear Sir pray let the Jaylor Be turn'd out of his place for leting Them speak to one another Amph. See Zoranzo where they sit in tryumph O're our deaths aside Amar. S'life Sir they are whispering d' yee See yonder Excecutioner why don't You strike off their heads and let Them whisper then Sir you are Melancholly Duke I am indeed Zo. Now Amphelia to Heaven and you I truely Vow my Love is still the Same to cruel Amarissa Amph. Heaven and you witnesses the same For me my heart is still that Undeserving Dukes Excecu Come which of you will dye first Zo. Hast thou not skill enough to strike Our heads off together Amar. Excecutioner let them not have that Satisfaction pray Sir let that Woman dye first that damn'd Zoranzo May have two deaths it will be one To him to see her dye shall it be so Sir Duke What you please Amar. Excecutioner the Duke sayes she Must dye first Excecu Come Lady you must lay down your Head first the Duke sayes Amph. That word 's the sharpest Ax that I Shall feel Exce Have you said all both kneels as at Prayers Amph. To Earth I have but not to Heaven Farewell dear friend for one short Minute Zo. My soul shall hasten after yours Ama. S'life Jaylor will you let them speake To one another again Amph. Excecutioner now I am ready Duke Hold the Prisoner shall dye first Zo. With all my heart I am ready Duke Nay it is not you I mean Sir rise 'T is I that am the Prisoner I will Make you a present take your Life Your Love nay and my Dukedom too And to oblidge you most of all Excecutioner strike off my head for I Am weary of it Amph. Not for ten thousand worlds Sir What e're you mean Duke Know then I have lov'd you all this While but seeing your hate so Great to me I have dissembled Scorne to you she Swoones Why dost thou Swoon Amphelia Amph. Did not I hear some voice just now That said the Duke dos love me still Duke Thou did'st 't was he himself that Said so Amph. If 't were from Heaven good Heaven Say it again Duke T was I my self I tell thee and I will never Speake another word if that dos please thee Amp. Oh I am in Heaven then it seemes and 't is Some god that 's telling me how the Duke Lov'd me still Duke Dear Amphelia 't is I that Loves thee Tells thee so Amp. Hark now there 's a god that saies he loves Me too blest god I 'me sorry if you do Since I have heard the Duke dos Love me still He must be your rivall indeed I cannot Help it Oh let me fly down to the Earth Again only to hear him say he loves me I cannot promise when I shall return That very word from him wou'd keep me there Duke I must answer her no more they say 'T will keep 'um longer in a Trance he Rubs her Ortell I am but in a scurvy condition now if She comes to life again for they will Examine one another how the mistake Came between them and then I am Sure it must come to light Amph. Who 's that Duke Archemedes Duke The same sweet Angel Amph. Oh Sir I am come from Heaven to see you Since there I heard you love me still Duke Dear Amphelia thou hast dream'd all This while Heaven 't is true is where Thou art but 't was my voice that Said I Love thee Amph. Was not my head struck off just now Duke Canst thou ask that while I have A head and heart Amph. Why have you lov'd me still Duke