reservaation I am too subtil for dem indeed gra To them It is malice upon me La. Sha. There is something in this story but I dare not speak of it Sir Ieff. I do believe you Mr. O Devilly Dicken Besides he is a Popish Priest Priest Aboo boo boo a Priest I vill taake de Oades Fait and trot I did never taake Holy Orders since I was bore Aside In Iamaica Dere is anoder Mentall reservaation too and it is Lawful Constab. Indeed Sir I have been told he is a Popish Priest and has been at Rome Priest I speak it in de presence of all de Saints daat I never did see Rome in all my life Vid de eyes of a Lyon Aside Dere was anoder by my shoule Sir Ieff. Take away the Witches there is their Mittimus carry 'em all to Lancaster Witches I am Innocent I am Innocent Constab. Come on you Hags now your Master the Devil has left you Ex. Const. and Witches Sir Ieff. Sir you must excuse me I must give you the Oathes upon this Information Priest And by my shoule Joy I will taak dem and twenty or thirty more Oades if dou dosht please indeed I vill take 'em all to serve dee Fait and Trot. Sir Ieff. Come into the Hall there 's the Statute Book La. Sha. I will go in and see if the Brides be Ready Enter Sir Edward Bellfort and Doubty Sir Edw. Gentlemen This day I am to do the great Duty of a Father in providing for the Settlement of my Children this day we will dedicate to Mirth I hope you will partake with me in my Joy Bell. I should have had a greater share in any Joy that could affect so worthy a man had not your Daughter been the only Person I ever saw whom I could have fixt my love upon but I am unhappy that I had not the honour to know you till it was to late Sir Edw. This had been a great honour to me and my Daughter and I am sorry I did not know it sooner and assure you it is some trouble upon me Doubt How like a Gentleman he takes it but I have an Ass Nay two to deal with Enter Lady Shacklehead and Isabella and Theodosia La. Sha. Good morrow Brother our brace of Brides are ready where are the lusty Bridegrooms Sir Edw. Heav'n grant this may prove a happy day La. Sha. Mr. Doubty was ever such an unlucky Night as we have had Doubt 'T is happy to me who was assur'd of the love of one I love much more than all the Joys on Earth La. Sha. Now you make me blush I swear it is a little too much Bell. Ladies I wish you much joy of this day Doubt Much happiness to you Enter Sir Ieffery and Tegue O Devilly Sir Ieff. Brother good morrow to you This is a happy day our families will soon be one I have sent all the Witches to the Goal Sir Edw. Had you Evidence enough Sir Ieff. Ay too much this Gentleman was accused for being a Papist and a Priest and I have given him the Oathes and my Certificate and on my Conscience he is a very good Protestant Priest It is no matter I did taak de Oades and I am a very good Protestant upon occasion Fait Sir Edw. Say you so between you and I how many Sacraments are there Priest How many by my shoule dere are sheven how many would would dere be â—ink you Hob â—y my shoule I have a dispensaation indeed I am tâ—o 〈◊〉 for 'em fait I am Aside Sir Edw. So here are the Bridegrooms Enter Sir Timothy and Yo. Harfort Servant Sir Tim. Oh my Dear pretty Bride let me kiss thy hand how joyful am I that I shall have my Dear within these arms ah now the little Rogue can smile upon me Yo. Har. Cousin good morrow to you I am glad to see you how do you do this Morning Theo. Never better Yo. Har. God be thanked I am very glad on 't Sir Edw. Is not the Parson come yet Serv. Yes Sir he is very busy at his Breakfast in the buttery And as soon as he has finisht his Pipe and his Tankard he will wait on you he has Marry'd one Cupple already The Chaplin and Mrs. Susan Sir Edw. How Serv. 'T is true Sir Edw. I am sorry for 't that Chaplin is a Rascal I have found him out and will turn him away Enter another Servant Serv. Sir here are some of your Tennants and Country men come to be merry with you and have brought their Piper and desire to daunce before you Enter several Tennants and Ccuntry Fellows Tennants We are come to wish your Worship my Young Master and Lady Joy of this happy day Sir Edw. You are kindly welcom Neighbours this is happiness indeed to see my Friends and all my loving Neighbours thus about me All. Heavens bless your good Worship Sir Edw. These honest men are the strength and sinnews of our Country such men as these are uncorrupted and while they stand to us we fear no Papists nor French invasion this day we will be merry together Clod. Ayst make bold to Daunce for joy Sir Edw. Prethee do Clod Dances Go bid the Parson come in we will dispatch this business here before you all Isab. Hold there needs no Parson Sir Edw. What say you Sir Ieff. How Isab. We are Marry'd already and desire your blessing Sir Edw. It is impossible Bell. Doubt Isab. and Theo. kneel La. Sha. Heav'n what 's this I see Sir Ieff. Theives Robbers Murderers of my honour I 'le hang that Fellow Sir Edw. What pageantry is this explain your self Sir Tim. What a Devil do they mean now Bell. The truth is Sir we are Marry'd we found you Fathers were too far ingag'd to break off I 〈◊〉 forced us to this way and nothing else can be a fit excuse Smerk We have designed this ever since last Summer and any other but a private way had certainly prevented it Let excess of love excuse our fault Sir Ieffery I will exceed what sâ—tlement was made upon your Daughter Bell. An I will Sir do the same Right to yours Sir Ieff. Flesh and Heart I 'le Murder her 〈◊〉 Hold Sir she is mine now I beseech you moderate your passion La. Sha. Oh vile Creature I 'le tear her Eyes out 〈◊〉 Forbear good Madam What cannot be redrest must be past by La. Sha. Thou worst of Theives thou knowest I can ne're pass it by Sir Ieff. Sir Edward you may do what you will but I 'le go in and meditatâ— revenge La. Sha. And I Ex. Sir Ieffery and Lady Sir Tim. Hold hold me I am bloody minded and shall commit Murder else my honour my honour I must kill him hold me fast or I shall kill him Yo. Har. For my part Cousin I wish you Joy for I am resolved to hunt and hawk and course as long as I live Sir Tim. Cruel Woman I did not think you would have serv'd me so I
â—Tis here Demd. Why are you all so tardy grown Must I the work perform alone Dicken Be patient Dame wee 'l all obey Dem. Come then to work anon wee 'l play To yonder Hall Our Lord Wee l call Sing dance and eat Play many a feat And fright the Justice and the Squire And plunge the Cattel into the Mire But now to work They tear the Black Lamb in pieces and poure the Blood into the hole Deber Deber do not Stay Upon the Waves go sport and play And see the ship be Cast away Come let us now our parts perform And Scrape a hole and raise a Storm Dicken Here is some Sea Sand I have Gotten Which thus into the Air I Throw Harg. Here 's sage that under ground was rotten Which thus a-round me I bestow Spencer Sticks on the Bank a-cross are lay'd Harg. The hole by our nayles is almost made Hogs Bristles boyl within the Pot. Demd. The Hollow flint Stone I have Got Which I over my Shoulder throw Into the west to make winds blow Now water here and urine put And with your Stiâ—ks stir it about Now dip your brooms and toss them high To bring the Rain down from the Sky Not yet a Storme Come let us wound The Air with every dreadful sound And with live vipers beat the ground They beat the ground with Vipers they bark hoâ—l hiss cry like Screetch-Owles hollow like Owles and make many confused noises The Storm begins Song of three parts NOw the winds roar And the Skies Pour Down all their Store It Thunders and Lightens And now the Nights black Heark how the Clouds crack Heark how the Clouds crack It Thunders and Lightens A hollow din the Woods now make The Vallies tremble Mountains Shake And all the living Creatures quake It Thunders and Lightens It keeps awake the Sleepy fowl The Saylers Swear the high Seas rowl And all the frighted Dogs do howl It Thunders and Lightens Demdike speaks Now to our tasks let 's all be gone Our Master we shall meet anon Between the hours of twelve and one They all set up a laugh Enter Clod with a Candle and Lanthorn Clown Whaw what a Storm is this I think Mother Demdike and all her Dee'ls are abroad to neeght 't is so dark too I canno see my hont Oh the Dee'l the Dee'l help help this is Mother Demdike help S-lesh what mâ—n I do I canno get dawn ' swawnds Ayst be clemd an I stay here aw neeght Enter Bellfort and Doubty Bell. Was there ever such a Storm raised on a suddain the Sky being clear and no appearance on 't before Doubt But the worst part of our misfortune is to be out of our way in a strange Countrey the night so dark that Owls and Bats are wildred Bell. There is is no help Cover the Saddles and stand with the Horses under that Tree while we stand close and shelter our selves here the Tempest is so violent it cannot last Doubt Now Philosophy help us to a little patience Heaven be praised we are not at Sea yet Bell. These troubles we Knight Errants must endure when we march in search of Ladies Doubt Would we were in as good Lodging as our Dogs have which we sent before to Whalley I fear too after all this device of yours our pretending to hunt here will never take Bell. Why So Doubt Will any body think that a man in his right wits should chuse this Hilly Countrey to hunt in Bell. O yes there are Huntsmen that think there 's no sport without venturing Necks or Collet-bones besides there is no other way to hope to see our Mistresses by this means we shall troll out my Mistresses Brother who loves and understands nothing but Countrey sports By that we may get acquaintance with Sir Edward Harfourt who is reported to be a wise honest hospitable true English man And that will bring us into Sir Ieffery Shaklehead's family Whally being in the mid-way betwixt them Doubt I am resolved to see my Mistress what ere comes onâ—t and know my doom Your Yorkshire Spaw was a fatal place to me I lost a heart there Heaven knows when I shall find it again Bell. Those interviews have spoiled me for a man of this World I can no more throw of my loose corns of Love upon a Tennants Daughter in the Countrey or think of Cuckolding a Keeping Fool in the City I am grown as pittiful a 〈◊〉 Loving animal as any Romance can furnish us with Doubt That we should scape in all the Tour of France and Italy where the 〈◊〉 has power to ripen Love and catch this distemper in the North but my Theodosia in humour wit and beauty has no equal Bell. Besides my Isabella Doubt To you your Isabella's equal Bell. We are pretty fellows to talk of Love we shall be wet to the Skin yondâ—r are lights in many Rooms it must be a great House let 's make towards it Doubt It is so dark and among these Hills and Inclosures 't is impossible Will no lucky fellow of this place come by and guide us We are out of all Roads Clâ—d Oh! Oh! what mun Ay do Ay am well neegh parisht I mun try to get dawn He falls Help help Murder Murder Bell. What a Devil â—s here a fellow fallen from the top of a Tree Doubt Sdeath â—s tais a night to climb in what does this mean Clod. Oh! Oh! Bell. Here who art thou What 's the matter Clod. Oh the Deeâ—l avant I defy thee and all thy warks Doubt Is he drunk or mad give me thy hand I 'le help thee Clod. Begon Witches I defy ye help help Bell. What dost thou talk of we are no Witches nor Devils but travellers that have lost our way and will reward thee well if thou wilt guide us into it Clod. An yeow been a mon Ay'st talk wy ye a bi r yeow mun tack a care o your â—â—lls the 〈◊〉 haunted with Buggarts and Witches one of 'em took my Condle and I aâ—thorn out of my hont and â—â—ew along wy it and an other Set me o top o th' tree where I feel dawn naw Av ha well neegh brocken my theegh Doubt The fellows mad I neither understand his words nor his Sence prethee â—ow far is it to Whalley Clâ—d Why yeow are quite bâ—said th' road mon yeow Shoulden a gone dawn 〈◊〉 â—onk by Thomas o Georges and then ee'n at yate and turn'd dawn th' Lone and 〈◊〉 the Steepo o' th' reeght â—ont Bell. Prithee dont tell us what we should have done but how far it is to Whalislâ—y Clod. Why marry four mail and a bit Doubt Wee 'l give thee an Angel and show us the way thither Clod. Marry that 's Whaint I conno see my hont haw con Ay show yeou to Whalley to neeght Bell. Canst thou shew us to any house where we may have Shelter and Lodging to night we are Gentlemen and strangers and will pay you
be mistaken I durst ha sworn by her courtesy and frequent smiles she had been in love with me Susan Sweet Sir what is befallen you has my Lady anger'd you If she can her heart is not like mine Smerk Nothing Mrs. Susan nothing but to be thus dispis'd To himself Susan Dear Sir can I serve you in any thing I am bound I ne're have been so elevated by any man methinks I never should have enough of your powerful Miâ—istry sweet Sir Smerk Pish If she tells her Father I am ruin'd To himself Susan Dear man now come drive away this sadness Come give me thy hand let 's sit down and be merry Smerk How my hand go too This creature is in Love with me But shall my prodigious natural parts and no less amazing acquisitions in Metaphysicks and School'd Divinity be cast upon a Chamber-maid Farewell I must not be too familiar Exit Susan So scornful Cruel creature I will soften thee yet Have I for thee set days and nights cross-Legg'd and sigh'd before thou cam'st hither And fasted on St. Agnes night for thee And since thy coming have tied three coulour'd True Loves Knots quill'd thy Cuffs and startchâ—d thy Band my self and never fail'd thee of thy morning Caâ—dle or Jelly Broath have I already put my Hair and Nails in Powder in thy Drink and put a live Fish in a part about me till it died and then gave it thee to eat in thy Drink and all for this Well I will mollify thee And Mother Demdike shall help me to morrow Iâ—le to her and discourse her about it If I have breath I cannot live without him Enter Sir Edward Harfort and his Son Sir Edw. Susan Go tell my Cousin Theodosia I would speak with her Susan I will Sir Exit Yo. Har. Pshaw now must I be troubled with making Love a deuce take it for me I had rather be a Coursing an t were time oâ—th day Sir Edw. Now Son for your own good and my satisfaction I would have you since her Father and I am agreed to settle this business and marry with Theodosia with all the speed that can be Yo. Har. What haste Sir For my part I care not for Marriage not I. I love my Neighbours a Cup of Ale and my sports I care for nought else Sir Edw. But that thy Mother was too vertuous for my suspition I should think that by thy â—ordid mind thou wert a Stranger to my Blood and if you be not rul'd by me assure your self I 'le make you a stranger to my Estate Yo. Har. What does he mean now hah to disinherit me Sir Edw. No part of its entailâ—d and if you will not marry where I direct you your Sister will obey me and may bring me one to inherit it Consider that Enter Theodosia Here comes your Mistriss beautiful and good as any of her Sex Sweet Cousin be pleas'd to stay one moment with my Son Iâ—le wait on you again Exit Theo. Your Servant Sir How shall I be entertain'd by this Dolt How much rather had he be with Country Justices and Farmers in a low Thatch'd House with a smooth Black Pot of Ale in his hand or with his Kites Dogs and Cattel Yo. Har. What a Devil shall I say to her now I had as leive knock my head against the wall as make Love Will you please to sit down Cousin Theo. Ay Cousin And fall fast a-sleep if I can Aside Yo. Har. 'T was a great Storm and rose very suddainly to night Cousin Theo. Very true Yo. Har. Pox I don't know what to say to her Aside 'T is almost over tho' now To her Theo. ' â—is so Yo. Har. 'T is so What a Devil shall I say more Would I were at six go downs â—pon reputation in Ale with honest Tom Shaklehead Aside What do you think t is a Clock Madam To her Theo. Six minutes past eight by mine Yo. Har. Mine goes faster Is yours Aspenwolds Theo. No Tompions Yo. Har. 'T is a very pretty one Pish I can go no farther not I. Theo. 'T is Bed-time Yo. Har. Ay so it is and I am main sleepy by r Lady Coursing had gotten me a woundy Stomack And I eat like a Swine Faith and Troth Theo. But it got you nothing to your Stomack Yo. Har. You have heard the story we cours'd a Witch all day instead of a Hair Mother Demdike Theo. T is well you did not catch her she would have been very tough meat Yo. Har. Ha ha ha well I â—ow thatâ—s very well I hope Sir Ieffery will hang the Witâ—h I am sure she has tired my Dogs and me so that I am so sleepy I can scarce hold up my head byâ—r Lady Theo. I am tired too This dulness is almost as tedious as his making of Love would be Yo. Har. If 't would hold up now we should have fine weather for Hawking to morrow and then have at the Powts Theo. Your Hawks would not fly at Mother Demdike too Yo. Har. Nay marry I cannot tell But would you would go a Hawking you should ride upon a Pad of mine should carry you with a Bumper in your hand and not spill a drop Theo. I am for no Field sports I thank you Sir Yo. Har. Now can't I speak a word more They paws Theo. Now methinks we are meer man and Wife already without marrying for the matter Hah he 's a-sleep and snores like the Base-pipe of an Organ Tho' I like his indifference better than I should his Love yet I have no patience to bear sleeping in my face that 's a little too much Yo. Har. Oh Lord what 's that Oh Mother Demdike Oh oh the Witch the Witch Theo. He talks in his sleep I believe e'en as well as when he 's awake Yo. Har. Murder murder oh help the Witch oh the Witch oh oh Mother Demdike Theo. He talks and dreams of the Witch I 'le try a trick with him She pulls the chair from under him Et exit Yo. Har. Oh help help the Witch the Witch ay there she vanisht I saw her oh she flew up the Chimney I 'le go to Sir Ieffery and take my Oath presently Oh I am fore frightned Enter Isabella Oh the Witch the Witch Mother Demdike Exit yo Har. Isab. What ails the Fool is he mad Here 's a Coil with Witches Enter Sir Jeffery Lady Shacklehead and Sir Timothy Sir Tim. Oh Madam are you there I have done your errant L. Sha. Your Servant Cousin Isab. Your Ladiships humble Servent L. Sha. Look you Cousin Lady me no Ladies unless you be civiller to Sir Timothy Sir Tim. Look you there Sir Ieff. I suppose you are not ignorant who we are La. Sha. Nay prithee Sir Ieffery hold Let me alone Sir Ieff. Nay go on my Dear thou shalt have it well thou art as notable a woman as any is within Fifty miles of thy head Iâ—le say that for thee La. Sha. Pray Cousin conceive me breeding is a fine thing but
me with your Praises La. Sha. I vow 't is true indeed I have strugled with my self before I thought fit to reveal this but the consideration of your great accomplishments do indeed as it were ravish or extort it from me as I may so say Doubt I beseech you Madam La. Sha. There is a Friend of mine a Lady whom the world has acknowledged to be well bread and of Parts too that I must say and almost confess not in the Bud indeed but in the Flower of her Age whom time has not yet invaded with his injuries in fine envy cannot say that she is less than a full ripe Beauty Doubt That this Creature should bring forth such a Daughter Aside La. Sha. Fair of Complexion Tall Streight and shaped much above the ordinary in short this Lady whom many have Languished and Sigh'd in vain for does of her self so much admire your Person and your Parts that she extreamly desires to contract a Friendship with you intire to all intents and purposes Doubt 'T is impossible she should be in earnest Madam but were she I cannot Marry ever La. Sha. Why she is Married already Lord how dull he is she is the best Friend I have Married to an old man far above her sprightly years Doubt What a Mother-in-Law am I like to have Aside La. Sha. Can you not Guess who this is all this while Doubt Too well To himself Not I truly Madam To her La. Sha. Ha ha ha no! that 's strange ha ha ha Doubt I cannot possibly La. Sha. Ha ha ha I 'le swear ha ha ha Doubt No Iâ—le swear La. Sha. 'T is very much you are an ill guesser I 'le vow ha ha ha Oh Lord not yet Doubt Not yet nor ever can La. Sha. Here 's Company retire Enter Smerk and Tegue O Divelly Smerk I am all on fire what is it that Inspires me I thought her ugly once but this morning thought 〈…〉 in love already Sure I was blind she is a beauty 〈…〉 a minutes absence is death to me Priest Phaat Joy dou art in Meditaation and Consideraation upon something if it be a Scruple upon thy Conscience I believe I vill maak it out unto dee Smerk No Sir I am only ruminating a while I am inflamed with her affection O Susan Susan Ah me Ah me Priest Phaat dost dou not mind me nor put dy thought upon me I do desire to know of dy Faathers Child what he does differ from de Caatholick Church in by my fait it is a braave Church and a gaallant Church de Devil taake mee I vill tell you now phare is dere such a one vill you speak unto me now Joy hoh Smerk 'T is a fine Church a Church of Splender and riches and power but there are some things in it Priest Shome things Phaat dosht dou taalk of shome things By my shoule I vill not see a better Church in a Shommers day indeed dan de Caatholick Church I tell you there is braave dignities and promotions too what vill I shay unto you by St. Phaatrick but I do beleeve I vill be a Cardinal before I vill have death Dey have had not one Eerish Cardinal a great while indeed Smerk What power is this that urges me so fast oh Love Love Priest Phaat dosht dou shay dosht dou love promotions and dignities den I predee now be a Caatholick What vill I say unto you more but I vill tell you You do shay dat de Caatholicks may be shaved and de Caatholicks do shay dat you vill be after being damn'd and phare is de solidity now of daat daat dou vill not turn a good Caatholick Smerk I cannot beleive there is a Purgatory Priest No! Phy I vill tell you what I vill shay unto you I have sheen many Shoules of Purgatory dat did appear unto me And by my trot I do know a Shoule when I do shee it and de Shoules did speak unto me and did deshire of me dat I vould pray dem out of that plaashe And dere Paarents and Friends did give me shome money and I did pray 'em out Widout money indeed we cannot pray dem out no fait Smerk That may not be so hard but for Transubstantiation I can never beleive it Priest Phaat dosht not beleive de Cooncel of Trent Joy dou vilt be damn'd indeed and de Devil take me if dou dosht not beleive it I vill tell you phaat vill I say to you a Cooncel is infalible and I tell you de Cardinals are infalible too upon occaasion and dey are damn'd Heretick Dogs by my shoulvaation dat do not beleive every oord dey vill speak indeed Smerk I feel a flame within me oh Love Love wether wilt thou carry me Priest Art thou in love Joy by my shoule dou dosht Comitt fornicaation I vill tell you it is a veniall Sinn and I vill after be absolveing you for it but if dou dosh Comitt Marrage it is mortall and dou vilt be damn'd and bee fait and trot I predee now vill dou fornicate and not Marry for my shaake now vilt dou fornicate Smerk Sure I am bewitch'd Priest Bewitch'd in love Aboo boo I 'le tell you now you must taake de Womans Shoe dat dou dosht Love sho and dou must maak a Jaakes of it dat is to shay dou must lay a Sirreverence and be in it and it will maake cure upon dee Smerk Oh the Witch the Witch Mal. Spencer I am struck in my Bowels take her away there oh I have a Thousand Needles in me take her away Mal. Spencer Priest Phaare is shee Mal. Spencer Exercize te Conjure te in Nomine c. He mutters and Crosses himself Smerk Oh I have a Million of Needles Pricking my Bowels Priest I vill set up a hubub for dee help help who is dere help Aboo boo boo Enter Sir Ieffery and Lady and Susan Smerk Oh Needles Needles Take away Mal. Spencer take her away Sir Ieff. He is bewitch'd some Witch has gotten his Image and is tormenting it Priest Hold him and I vill taak some course vid him he is possess'd or obess'd I vill touch him vid some Relicks Susan Oh good Sir help him what shall I do for him La. Sha. Get some Lead melted and holding over his body power it into a Poringer full of Water and if there appear any image upon the Lead then he is bewitch'd This experiment is to be found in Mal. Mallific Priest Peash I shay here is shome of St. Phaatricks own Whisker and some of the Snuff he did use to taak dat did hang upon his Beard here is a Tooth of St. Winifred indeed here is a Corn from de Toe of St. Ignatius and here is de paring of his Nails too He rubs him with these Relicks Smerk Oh worse worse take her away Priest By my shoule it is a very strong Devil I vill try some more here is St. Caaterine de Virgins Wedding-Ring here is one
of St. Bridgeâ—s Nipples of her Tuggs by my shoule here is some of de sweat of St. Francis and here is a piece of St. Laurence's Gridiron dese vill make Cure upon any shickness if it be not ones lasht shickness Susan What will become of me I have poyson'd him I shall lose my Lover and be hang'd into the bargain Smerk Oh! I dye I dye oh oh Priest By my shoule it is a very strong Devil a very aable Devil I vill run and â—etch shome Holy-vater Ex. Priest Susan Look up dear Sir speak to me ah woes me Mr. Smerk Mr. Smerk Sir Ieff. This Irish-man is a Gallant man about Witches he out does me La. Sha. But I do not know what to think of his Popish way his Words his Charms and Holy Water and Relicks methinks he is guilty of Witchcrast too and you should send him to Goal for it Smerk Oh! oh Enter Priest with a Bottle of Holy-water Priest Now I varrant you Joy I vill do de Devil's business for him now I have dis Holy-Vater The Bottle flies out of his hand Phaat is de matter now phare is dis Devil dat does taak my Holy-Vater from me He is afraid of it I shee my bottle but I do not shee de Devil does taake it I vill Catch it from him The Bottle as he reaches at it flyes from him Sir Ieff. This is wonderful La. Sha. Most amazing Priest Conjure te malum 〈◊〉 Conjure te pessirâ—â— in 〈◊〉 redde mihi meâ—◠〈◊〉 Latime Bottle phaat vill I do It is gone It â—lyes quite away La. Sha. 'T is strange You se he does not fear holy-water Priest I tell you phaat is de matter by my Shoule he vill touch de Bottle because daat is not Consecrate but by my fait he will not meddle vid de Vater I vill ferch shome I have in a Baashon He runs out and fetches a Bason of Water Susan He lyes as if he were a Sleep Smerk Oh! I begin to have some ease Priest I did never meet vid a Devil dat did Cosht so much Laabour before He throws Water in Smerks Fact Exercisâ— te Demonens fuge fuge Exerciso te per Melchefideck per Bethlehem Gabor per omne quod Exit in um seu Graecum sive Latinum Smerk I am much better now and the Witch is gone Susan Good Sir retire to your Chamber I will fetch some Cordials Smerk Sweet beautiful Creature How I am Enamour'd with thee Thy beauty dazles like the Sun in his Meridian Sir Ieff. Beauty Enamourd Why he seems distracted still lead him to his Chamber and let him rest Priest Now Joy dosht dou shee I have maade a Miracle by my shoule Phen vill I shee one of your Church maake a Miracle hoh by my Shoulevaation dey cannot maake Miracles out of de Caatolick Church I tell you now hoh Mother Demdike enters invisible to them and boxes the Priest Phaat is de matter now ah by my shoule shomething does cuff upon my faash an bee Exercise te in â—omine nomine by my shoule Saatan I vill pelt dee vid Holy-Vater indeed he is Angry dat I did make a Miracle Mother Demdike gets behind him and Kicks and Beats him La. Sha. What is this I hear the blows and see nothing Sir Ieff. So do I I am frighted and amazed le ts fly Ex. Sir Jeff. and La. Priest Oh oh vat is dis for Joy oh all my Holy-Vater is gone I must fly He mutters and Crosses himself and the Wuch beats him out Enter Bellfort and Isabella Bell. All this day have I watched for this opertunity let me improve it now Consider Madam my Extream Love to you and your own harred to that Fool for whom you are designed to morrow Isab. My consent is to be had first Bell. Your Fathers resentment of your refusal may put you out of all possibillity of making me happy or providing for your own Content Isab. To Marry one against his Consent is a Crime hee l ne're forgive Bell. Though his Engagement to Sir Ieffery would make him Refuse his Consent beforehand He is too reasonable a man to be troubled afterwards at your Marrying to a better Estate and to one that loves more than he can tell you I have not words for it Isab. Though I must Confess you may deserve much better would you not Imagine I were very forward to receive you upon so short an Acquaintance Bell. Would I had a Casement in my Breast Make me not by your delay the miserablest wretch on Earth Which I shall ever be without you think quickly Madam you have not time to Consider long I lay my self at your Feet to be for ever made happy or miserable by you Isab. How shall I be sure you 'l not deceive me These hasty vows like Angry words Seldom shoes the Heart Bell. By all the Powers of Heaven and Earth Isab. Hold Swear not I had better take a man of honour at his Word Bell. And may Heaven throw its Curses on me when I break it my Chaplin's in the House and passes for my valet de Chambre Will you for ever make me Happy Madam Isab. I le trust your honour and I 'le make my self so I throw my self upon you use me nobly now 't is out Bell. Use yee as I would use my Soul my Honour my Heart my Life my Liberty and all I have is yours There 's not a man in all the World that I can envy now or wish to be Isab. Take care we shall be spyed The short time I have to resolve in will I hope make you have a better Opinion of my modesty than otherwise you would have occasion for Bell. Dearest Sweetest of Creatures my Joy distracts me I cannot speak to you Isab. For Heavens sake leave me if you raise a Jealously in the House I am ruin'd we 'll meet soon Bell. Adieu my Life my Soul I am all obedience Exit Bellfort Enter Theodosia Isab. Oh my Dear I am happy all 's out that pained me so my Lover knows I love him Theo. I have Confessed to my Ghostly Father too and my Conscience is at ease Isab. Mine received the news with more Joy than he Could put in Words Enter Sir Ieffery Lady and Sir Timothy Theo. And mine in rapture I am the happiest Woman Living Isab. I 'le not yeild to you at all in that Theo. There 's no cause I would not submit to you in but this my Dear Isab. I will hold out in this cause while I have breath I am happier in my Choyce than all the World can make me Theo. Mine is the Hansomest Wittiest most accomplisht Gentleman Isab. Mine is the beautifullest sweetest well-shap'd well-bred wittiest Gentleman Sir Tim. That must be I whom she means for all my Quarrels with her La. Sha. Peace we shall hear more Theo. Little think our Fathers how happy we shall be to morrow Sir Ieff. What 's that Listen Isab. If no unlucky
Accident should hinder us we shall be farr happier than they can Imagine Theo. How we have Cheated them all this while Isab. ' Slife they are behind us stirr not We have hidden our love from them all this while La. Sha. Have you so but we shall find it now aside Isab. Your Brother Little thinks I Love him so For I have been Cross and coy to him on purpose I shall be the happiest Woman in him I am to have that ever was Theo. I could wish your Brother lov'd me as well as mine does you For never Woman loved the man she was to Marry as I do him I am to have to morrow Sir Ieff. That 's my best Daughter thou wert ever a good Child nay blush noâ— all is out we heard ye both Sir Tim. Ay all is out my pretty Dear dissembler well I protest and vow I am mightily obliged to you for your great love to me and good opinion of me La. Sha. I hope to morrow will be a happy day for both our families Enter Sir Edward Bellfort and Doubty and Musicians Oh Sir Edward is not that strange I told you I should not have beleived it if I had not seen it Sir Edw. And pray give me the same liberty But now wee 'l have some musick that 's good against inchantment Sing me the Song I Commanded you and then wee 'l have a dance before we go to bed Song Enter Priest Priest Hoh 't is a pretty Shong but I vill shing a brave Cronan now dat is better I tell you He Sings Sir Edw. 'T is very fine but sing me one Song more in three parts to sweeten our Ears for all that Why what 's the matter you gape and make faces and do not sing what 's the matter are you mad Priest Doe you play play I say Oh they are bewitch'd I vill shay no more Sir Edw. Play I say Music. I can't my Arms are on the sudden stiff as marble I cannot move them They hold up their bows but cannot play Exit Priest Sir Edw. Sure this is roguery and Confederacy Priest Conjuro te conjuro in nonime c. The Priest come in with Holy-Water and slings it upon them So long till they run out roaring Sir Edw. Hold hold prethee don't duck us all we are not all bewitch'd Priest I tell you it ish good for you an bee and vill defend you upon occasion Sir Ieff. Now you see Sir with your own Eyes cannot you give us a Receipt to make Holy-water Priest A Resheit aboo boo boo by my Shoule he is a Foole. I have maâ—â—e two Hogsheads gra and I vill have you vash all de Rooms vid it and de Devill vill not come upon de plaash by my Shalvaation Bell. 'T is a little odd but however I shall not fly from my Belief that every thing is done by Natural Causes because I cannot presently assign those Causes Sir Edw. You are in the right we know not the powers of matter Doubt When any thing unwonted happens and we not see the cause we call it unnatural and miraculous Priest By my Shoule you do talke like Heretick-Dogs and Aathiests Sir Edw. Let us enquire farther about these Musicians Priest I vill maake shome Miracles and I think I vill be after reconcileing dem indeed oh dou damn'd vitch Ex. all but Priest Now I doe shee d ee I vill beat upon dee vid my Beads Mother Dick rises up and boxes him be strikes her with Beads and see him with her Staff and beats him out and Crucifix oh oh shee is a damn'd Protestant Heretick Vitch daat is de reason she vill not fly oh oh oh Ex. Priest Enter Tom Shaklehead and Clod in the Field Tho. Sha. By r Lady 't is meeghty strong Ale Ay am well neegh drunken and my Nephew will bee stark wood his Hawkes want their Pidgeon saw this neeght Clod. Why what wouden yeow bee a Angee Flesh Ay ha getten de Bridle by r Lady Ayst ma some body carry mee and bee my Titt too Tom. Thou' rt a strange Fillee Horse I should say why didst thou think thou wast a Titt when th' Bridle was on thee Clod. Ay marry I know wee l I am sure I wott I was a Titt a meere Titt Tom. Listen there 's a noise of women in the Ayr it comes towards us Clod. Ay by th' Mass 't is Witches Witches above Here this way no that way make haste follow the Dame we shall be too late 't is time enough away away away Tom. Wawnds and Flesh it is a flock of Witches by r Lady they come reeght ore head I' st let fly at 'em hah be th' mass I ha mamed one here 's one has a wing brocken at least He shoots M. Spencer shrieks and falls down Clod. M. Spencer by th' mass M. Spen. O Rogues I 'le be revenged on you Dogs Villains you have broken my Arm. Clod. I was made a Horse a Titt by thee by th' mass I' st be revenged o' thee He puts the Bridle upon her Horse Horse be thou to me And carry me where e're I flee He flies away nyon her Tom. O'ds Flesh what 's this I connot believe my Sences I mun walk home alone but I 'le charge my Peice again by r Lady and the Haggs come agen I' st have t'other Shoot at ' em Ex. Tom. Shack. The Scene returns to Sir Edwards House Enter Bellfort and Doubty Bell. My Dear Friend I am so transported with excess of Joy it is become a pain I cannot bear it Doubt Dear Bellfort I am in the same Case but if the hope transports us so what will Enjoyment do Bell. My Blood is chill and shivers when I think on 't Doubt One night with my Mistress would outweigh an Age of Slavery to come Bell. Rather than be without a nights Enjoyment of mine I would be hang'd next morning I am Impatient till they appear Doubt They are Women of Honour and will keep their Words your Parson 's ready and three or four of our Servants for Witnesses Bell. He is so 't will be dispatch'd in half a quarter of an hour all are retired to bed Enter Lady Shacklehead Doubt Go in yonder 's my Lady-Mother-in-Law coming I must contrive a way to secure her in in Bell. I go Doubt Death that this old Fellow should be asleep already she comes now to discover what I know too well already La. Sha. He is there I 'le swear a punctual Gentleman and a person of much honour Sir I am come according to your appointment Sir Ieffery is fast Doubt 'T is before I expected Madam I thought to have left Bellfort asleep who is a Jealous man and believes there is an Intrigue betwixt your Ladiship and me La. Sha. I vow ha ha ha me no no ha ha ha Doubt Retire for a short time and when I have secured him I 'le wait on you but let it be i' th' dark La. Sha. You speak like a
much a-do to â—asten an excuse upon him Doubt I am so affraid of Bellforts coming Madam he was here but even now The hazard of your honour puts me in an Agony La. Sha. O dear Sir put out the Candle and he can never discover any thing besides we will retire into you Room Doubt Death what shall I do now She puts out the Candle La. Sha. And since it is dark and you cannot see my Blushes I must tell you you are a very ill guesser for I my self was the person I discrib'd Doubt Oh Madam you raille me I will never believe it while I live it is impossible La. Sha. I 'le swear 't is true Let us withdraw into that Room or we shall be discover'd Oh Heaven I am undone my Husband with a light run into your Chamber Doubt T is a happy deliverance Aside Ex. Doubty La. Sha. I 'le counterfeit walking in my sleep Enter Sir Jeffery with a Light Sir Ieff. Where is this Wife of mine She told me she fell asleep in the Closet at her Prayers when I mist her before and I found her there at my coming back to my Chamber But now she is not there I am sure Ha! here she is Ha what is she blind she takes no notice of me how gingerly she treads La. Sha. Oh! stand off who 's that would kill my dear Sir Ieffery stand off I say Sir Ieff. Oh Lord kill me where ha here 's nobody La. Sha. Oh! the Witch the Witch oh she pulls the cloaths off me Hold me dear Sir Ieffery hold me Sir Ieff. On my Conscience and Soul she walks in her sleep La. Sha. Oh all the Cloaths are off cover me oh I am so cold Sir Ieff. Good lack a day it is so my Dear my Lady La. Sha. Hah hah She opens her eyes and shriâ—ks Sir Ieff. Wake I say wake La. Sha. Ah. Sir Ieff. 'T is I my dear La. Sha. Oh Heav'n Sir Ieffery where am I Sir Ieff. Here in the Gallery La. Sha. Oh! how came I here Sir Ieff. Why thou didst walk in thy sleep good lack a day I never saw the like La. Sha. In my sleep say you oh Heav'n I have catcht my death Let 's to Bed and tell me the story there Sir Ieff. Come on Ha ha ha this is such a jest walk in your sleep godsniggs I shall so laugh at this in the morning La. Sha. This is a happy come off Aside Enter Isabella and Theodosia Isab. If we do not get into this Chamber suddenly we are undone They are up in the Offices already Theo. Never have adventures been so often disapointed in so short a time Isab. There 's no body in the Gallery now we may go Theo. Hast then and let us fly thither Isab. Theo. Ah what 's this Iust as they are entring Chaplain and Susan enter with a Candle Susan Oh! the Witches the Witches Smerk Oh mercy upon us where is this Candle So let me tell you 'T was no Witch they were the two young Ladies that frighted my dear beautious Love so and I 'le acquaint their Parents with it I 'le assure you Susan This is strange what could they have to do at this time o' th' night Smerk I know not But I well know what I have to do I am inflam'd beyond all measure with thy heavenly beauty Susan Alas my beauty is but moderate yet none of the worst I must needs say Smerk 'T is blasphemy to say so your eyes are bright like two Twin-Stars your Face is an Ocean of beauty and your Nose a Rock arising from it on which my heart did split Nothing but Ruby and Pearl is about thee I must blazon thee by Jewels thy beauty is of a Noble rank Susan Good lack what fine language is this well 't is a rare thing to be a Schollar Smerk 'T is a miracle I should not think her hansome before this day she is an Angel Isabella is a Dowdy to her You have an unexhausted mine of beauty Dear Mrs. Susan cast thy Smiles upon me and let me labour in thy Quarry Love makes me Eloquent and Allegorical Susan Sweet Sir you oblige me very much by your fine Language but I vow I understand it not yet methinks it goes very prettily Smerk I will unfold my hear unto thee let me approach thy lip Oh fragrant fragrant Arabia felix is upon this lip Susan Ha! upon my lip what 's that I have nothing I have no pimple nor any thing upon my lip not I. Smerk Sweet Innocence I will be plain I am inflam'd within and would injoy thy lovely Body in sweet dalliance Susan How Sir do you pretend to be a Divine and would commit this sin know I will preserve my Honour and my Conscience Smerk Conscience why so you shall as long as our minds are united The Casuists will tell you it is a Marriage in foro 〈◊〉 and besides the Church of Rome allows Fornication And truly it is much practis'd in our 〈◊〉 too Let us retire come come Susan Stand off I defie you your Casuists are Knaves and you are a Papist you are a foul voluptuous Swâ—nâ— and I will never smile on you more Farewell Smerk Hold hold Dear â—â—autious Creature I am at thy mercy Must I marry then speak Prethee spare me that and I 'le do any thing Susan Stand off I scorn thy Love thou art a pitious Fellow Smerk Dear Mrs. Susan hear me let us but do the thing and then I 'le marry thee Susan I 'le see thee hang'd e're I 'le trust thee or e're a Whoremaster of you all No I have been serv'd that trick too often already I thank you Aside Smerk Must I then Marry Enter Isabella and Theodosia disguised with Vizors like Witches Isab. Yonder 's the Chaplin and Susan But this disguise will fright ' em Theo. Let 's on we must venture Susan Oh! the Witches the Witches Smerk Oh! fly fly Ex. Susan and Chaplin Enter Bellfort and Doubty Bell. What shriek was that Doubt We have been several times alarm'd with these Noises Bell. Here 's â—othing but madness and confusion in this Family Isab. Heav'n who are these whispering Doubt Who 's this I have hold on heav'n grant it be not my Lady Theo. 'T is I 't is Theodosia Doubt 'T is lucky where is your fair Companion Theo. Here. Doubt And here 's my Friend Bell. A thousand Blessings on you Priest Phoo are dese Enter Priest with a Candle Bell. Heav'n what 's this the damn'd Priest These disguises will serve our turn yet oh Sir we are haunted with Witches here run in quickly for some Holy-water Priest I vill I vill let me alone Ex. Priest Bell. Now in in quickly Ex. Bell. Doubt Isab. and Theo. Enter Priest with Holy-water Priest Phaar is dese Vitches phaar are dey hah dey are Wanisht for feare of me I vill put dish down in dis plaash for my defence what vill I do now I have maade Fornication vid dis Vitch