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
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
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
possible hate me as I hate him Enter Sir Timothy Shaklehead Sir Tim. Oh my Fair Couzen I spiâ—d yee and that made me give my man my Horse to come to you Isab. Me have you any business with me Sir Tim. Business yes Faith I think I have you know it well enough but we have had no sport this afternoon and therefore I made hast to come to you Isâ—b Such as you should have no sport made to you you should make it for others Sir Tim. Ay it s no matter for that but Couzen would you believe it we were all 〈◊〉 Mother Demdike and all her Imps were abroad I think but you are the prâ—tty 〈◊〉 that enchants my heart This must nâ—â—ds please her Aside Isab. Well said Academy of Compliments you are well read I see Sir Tim. Ods Bud who would have thought she had read that Isab. Nay for Learning and good breeding let Tim alone Sir Tim. Tim I might be Sir Timothy in your mouth though one would think Isab. I am sorry the King bestowed Honour so cheaply Sir Tim. Nay not so cheap neither for though my Lady Mother had a dear Friend at Court yet I was fain to give one a Hundred pounds besides my Fees I am sure of that Tim hum go too Iâ—ab Was there ever so fulsom a Fool Sir Tim. Besides I gave Thirty Guinnies for the Sword I was Knighted with to one of his Nobles for the King diâ— not draw his own Sword upon me Isab. Do you abuse the Nobility would a Nobleman sell you a Sword Sir Tim. Yes that they will sâ—ll that or any thing else at Court I am sure he was a great Courtier he talked so prettily to the Kings Dogs and was so familiar with them and they were very kind to 〈◊〉 and he had great interest in them He had all their names as quick and 〈…〉 know who and discoursâ—d with them I protest and vow as if they had 〈◊〉 Christians Isab. Oh thou art a pretty Fâ—llow hey for little Tim of Lancashire Sir Tim. You might give one onâ—s title one would think I say again especially one that loves you too Isab. Yes I will give you your Title Sir Tim. Thank you dear Coâ—zâ—n He offers to kiss her hand she gives him a box on the ear Isab. Take that and your proper Title Fool. Sir Tim. Fool I 〈◊〉 you I sâ—orn your words 't is a burning shame you should be 〈◊〉 thâ—t it is Little thinke my â—ady Mother how I am used Iâ—â—b Once for all as a Kinsman I wâ—ll bâ— civil to you but if you dare make love 〈◊〉 I 'le make thee such an example thou shalt be a terrour to all foolish Knights Sir Tim. â—oolish ha ha ha that 's a pretty jest why han't I been at Oxford and the 〈◊〉 of Court I have spent my time well indeed if I be a Fool still But I am not such a Fool to give you over for all this Isab. Dost thou hear thou most incorrigible lump never to be lickt into form thou Coxcomb incarnate thou fresh insipid witless mannerless Knight who wearest a Knighthood worse than a Haberdasher of Small wares would It serves but to make thy folly more eminent Sir Tim. Well well forsooth somebody shall know this Isab. Every one that knows thee knows it Dost thou think because thy foolish Mother has Cockerâ—d thee with morning Cawdles and afternoons Luncheons thou art fit to make Love I le use thee like a Dog if thou darest but speak once more of Love or name the world before me Sir Tim. Mum mum no more to be said I shall be heard some-where Will your Father maintain you in these things ha Gentlewoman Isab. Tell if thou durst I 'le make thee tremble Heart if you bent gone now presently I le beat you Ex. Sir Tim. Enter Theodosia Isab. My Dear art thou come I have been just now tormented by thy foolish Brothers awkward Courtship forgive me that I make so bold with him Theo. Prethee do my Dear I shall be as free with thine though he is not so great a Plague for he is bashful very indifferent and for ought I perceive to my great comfort no Lover at all But mine is pert foolish confident and on my Conscience in love to boot Isab. Well we are resolved never to Marry where we are designed thatâ—s certain For my part I am a free English woman and will stand up for my Liberty and Property of Choice Theo. And Faith Girl I le be a mutineer on thy side I hate the imposition of a Husband 't is as bad as Popâ—ry Isab. We will be Husband and Wife to one another dear Theodosia Theo. But there are a brace of Sparks we saw at the Spaw I am apt to believe would forbid the Banes if they were here Isab. Bellfort and Dâ—ubtâ— they write us word they will be here suddenly but I have little hopes for my Father is so resolved in whatever he proposes I must dispair of his consent for Bellfort though he is too reasonable to force me to Marry any one besides he is engaged in honour to your Father Theo. Nay if thou thinkest of subjection still or I either we are in a desperate case No mutiny mutiny I say Isab. And no money no money will our Fathers say Theo. If our Lovers will not take us upon those Terms they are not worthy of us If they will farewell Daddy say I. Isab. If so I will be as hearty a Rebel and as brisk as thou art for thy life But canst thou think they are such Romancy Knights to take Ladies with nothing I am scarce so vain though I am a woman Theo. I would not live without vanity for the Earth if every one could see their own faults 't would be a sad World â—â—ab Thou saist right sure the world would be almost depopulated most men â—ould hang themselves Theâ— Ay and women too Is there any creature so happy as your affected Lady or 〈◊〉 Coxcomb Iâ—ab I must confess they have a happy error that serves their turn better than truth but away with Philosophy and let 's walk on and consider of the more weighty matters of our Love 〈◊〉 Come along my Dear Ex Isabella and Theodocia Enter Sir Timothy Sir Tim. What a pox is the matter She has piss'd upon a Nettle to day or else the Witchâ—s have bâ—witched hâ—r Hah now I talk of Witches I am plagâ—eily afraid and all alone No here 's Nunâ—â—e Tomas Enter Tho. Shaklehead Tâ—â— Sha. How now Couzen Sir Tim. Couzen plain Couzen You might have more manners Uncle S flesh and one gives you an Inch you 'l take an Ell. I see Familiarity breeds Contempt Tâ—m Sha. Well Sir Timothy then By r Lady I thought no harm But I am your 〈…〉 that Sir Tim. Yes my Father 's younger Brother What a Murrain do we keep you for but to have an eye over our Dogs and Hawks to drink Ale with the Tennants when they
Eyes for all this Isab. Why how now Dogs face hast thou the Impudence to make love again with that hideous Countenance that very insipid silly Physnomy of thine with that most piteous mein why thou lookst like an Operatâ—r for Teeth Sir Tim. This is all sham I wont beleive it I can see my self in the great glass and to my mind no man looks more like a Gentleman than my self Isab. A Gentleman with that silly wadling shuffling gate thou hast not mien good enough for a chief Constable every change of thy Countenance and every motion of thy Body proclaims thee an Ass. Sir Tim. Ay Ay come Madam I shall please you better when I am Marry'd with a 〈◊〉 that I have I tell yee Isab. Out of my sight thou makest me sick to see thee Sir Tim. I shall be more Familiar with you to Morrow-night oh my dear rogue well I say no more faith I shall well no more to be said Isab. Be gone thou Basilisk here I vow if thou wert the only man on Earth the Kinde should cease rather than I would Marry thee Sir Tim. You 'l be in a better humour to Morrow-night though you are such a 〈◊〉 now Isab. This place where some Materials are to mend the Wall will furnish me with some Ammunition be gone I say Sir Tim. I shant doâ—t I know when I am in good Company come prethee Cousin do not let us Fool any longer to Morrow we shall be one flesh de ye see Isab. I had rather be inoculated into a Tree than be made one Flesh with thee can that Westphâ—lia hide of thine ever become one Flesh with me when I can become one Ass with thee it may you shall never change my mind Sir Tim. Well well I shall have your Body to Morrow-night and I warrant you your mind shall soon follow it Isab. Be gone thou infinite Coxcomb I le set thee farther She throws Stones at him Sir Tim. What what what a pox hold what a Devil are you mad Flesh heart hold what a plague uds bud I could find in my heart to turn again Isab. Do â—ilthy Face do if thou darst Sir Tim. Oh help murder murder Ex. Sir Timothy Isab. I have no patience with this Fool no Racks or Tortures shall force me to marry him Ex. Isab. Enter Young Harford and Theodosia Theo. I am very indifferent about this Matrimony and for ought I see you are so too Yo. Har. I must confess you are as fine a Gentlewoman as ever I saw and I am not worthy of you but my Father says he will disinherit me if I will not marry you to Morrow therefore I desire you would please to think on 't Theo. I will think on 't Yo Har. You shall command all my Estate and do what you will for my part I râ—solve all my Life to give up my self wholly to my Sports and my Horses and my Dogs and to drink now and then a cup of Ale with my Neighbours I hate Wine Theo. You will do very well Yo. Har. He says we must be Married to Morrow at Ten I can be going a Hawking by six and come home time enough I would be loath to neglect my Hawking at Powâ—s in the height of the Season Theo. By no means you 'd do very ill if you should Yo. Har. Ay so I should but shall I tell my Father that you will have me to Morrow you know the Writings are Sealed and Wedding-Cloaths bought of all sides Theo. Well I shall do as becomes me Yo. Har. Well Cousin there 's no more to be said betwixt you and I then Paâ—ce Verba a word to the Wise I say is enough so I rest your humble Servant to command â—e tell my Father what you say presently your Servant to tell you truly I had never so much mind to be Married as now for I have been so woundedly frightned with Witches that I am affraid to lye alone d ee see well I am glad this business is over a pox upon all mâ—king of Love for me Ex. Yo. Har. Theo. I thought I saw my Cousin in yoâ— Walk 't is time for us to consult what to do my Father and Mother are resolved upon to Morrow for the fatal day Ex. Theo. Enter Smerk and Priest and Mrs. Susan Priest By my shoule Ioy I thank you for my Fast-break for it does give refreshment unto me and Consolaation too gra Smerk Thank you Mistress Susan my Caudle was admirable I am much strengthened by these good Creatures Sus. Yours was admirable if Mother Demdike has any Skill I shall find the opperatiâ—â— before night and I will be reveng'd for his scorn to me Aside Priest Though thou dosht know me yet thou dosht shay thou wilt tell nothing concerning of me Smerk No for my part though I differ in some things yet I honour the Church of Rome as a true Church Priest By my Shalvaation yee did all come out of us indeed and I have expectaation daaâ— you will come in agen and I think I will live to shee it perhaps I will tell you now you had your Ordination too with us Smerk For my part I think the Papists are honest loyal men and the Iesuits dyed innocent Priest Phaat dou dosht not believe de Plot de Devil taak me Smerk No no no Papist Plot but a Presbyterian one Priest Aboo boo boo By my Shalvaation I will embraash dy Fathers Child and I will put a great kish upon dy cheeke now for dat ay dear ish a damnd Presbyterian Plot to put out de Paapists and de Priests and de good Men and if I would have my minde de Devil taak me I would shee 'em all broyle and fry in de 〈◊〉 they call Smithfiâ—ld 〈◊〉 Smerk I wou'd have Sâ—â—plices cram'd down their Throats or would have 'em hang'd in 〈…〉 Priest 〈…〉 Enter 〈◊〉 and Doubty 〈◊〉 〈…〉 with these Priests see they are come from their Breakfast and 〈◊〉 Priest 〈…〉 not believe de Paapist Pâ—ot my Ioy. 〈◊〉 〈…〉 Presbyterian Plot I do I would be a Turk before I would be a 〈…〉 〈◊〉 〈…〉 I vill give Satisfâ—ction unto dee and â—aak dee of my Church we have 〈…〉 of dy Church and dou art almost as good a Friend as he in de West I have 〈…〉 take it did begin vid a T. Doubt How now Do nâ—t you believe a Pâ—pish Plot Smerk No but a 〈◊〉 I do Bell. This is great Impudence aâ—ter the King has affirm'd it in so many Prâ—clamations and three Parliaments have 〈◊〉 it Nemine 〈◊〉 Smerk Parliaments tell me of Parliaments with my Bible in my hand â—le dispute with the whole 〈◊〉 of Commons Sir I hate Parliaments nâ—ne but Phanaticks Hobbists and Athiests believe the 〈◊〉 Priest By my 〈…〉 dou dâ—sh't maak me weep indeed by my Shoul Ioy dou wilt be a good Cathâ—lick if I will instruct dee I will weep on dee indeed Bell. Why the true and wise Church of England-men believes it and are
Well said this was home I love a Fellow that will go through stitch Sir Ieff. This is a Witch indeed put her name in Priest This is nâ—w thing by my Shoule I will tell you now it is naw thing for all dâ—at a Viâ—h if she be a good Vitch will ride upon a Graashopper I tell you very well and yet a Graashopper is but a weak beast neither you do maak wonder upon disâ— but by my Shoule it is naw thing Sir Ieff. Where did you take Cat say you together Tho. o. Geor. Why we took Catâ—ithâ— Lone meet a mile off Sir Ieff. So you rid eight mile upon Cats are there any more informations Const. No more anâ—t please your Worship but when I have once taken 'em enough will come in La. Sha. Go then about taking 'em and bring 'em before Sir Ieffery and my self I le warrant you wee 'l order ' em Priest I will tell you now Fellow taak de shoe of a Horse and nayle it upon your Threshold de plaash dou dosht goe into dy dore upon Sir Ieff. And put a Clove of Garlick into the Roof of thy Hoâ—se La. Sha. Femel is very good in your House against Spirits and Witches and Alicium and the Herb Mullein and Long-wort and Moly too is very good Priest Burne shome Brimstone and maak a sweet fume of de Gall of a Black Dogg Joy and besmeare dy Pots and dy Walls and bee and Cross dy Self and I will touch dee vid Reliques and d ee to gra Const. Thank you good Sir Tho. o Geor. Thank a. Sir Edw. Is not this an excellent Art Bell. 'T is so extravagant that a man would think they were all in Dreams that ever writ of it Doubt I see no manner of Evidences against these poor Creatures Bell. I could laugh at theâ—e Fools sufficiently but that all the while our Mistresses are in danger Doubt Our time is very short prethee let 's consider what is to be done Isab. Well my Dear I must open my heart to thee I am so much in Love with this Bellfort that I shall dye if I lose him Theo. Poor Isabella dying is something an inconvenient business and yet I should live very uncomfortable without my Spark Isab. Our time 's very short therefore preethee let 's play the fool no longer but come to the point when we meet ' em Theo. Agreed But when shall we meet ' em Isab. I warrant thee before Midnight Sir Edw. Come let us take one turn in the Garden and by that time my Dinner will be ready Bell. Madam For Heaven's sake consider on what a short time my Happiness or Ruin depends Isab. Have a care Sir Ieffery and his Lady will be Jealous Bell. This is a good sign To himself Theo. Not a word we shall be suspected at night we will design a cenferrence Enter Mal Spencer and Clod. M. Spen. Why so unkind Clâ—d You frown and wonnot kiss me 〈◊〉 No marry â—â—e be none of thy Imp I wott M. Spen. What doâ—t thou mean my Love prethee kiss me 〈◊〉 Stand off by'r Lady an I liâ—t kibbo once 〈◊〉 raddle thy bones 〈…〉 that thou art a fow Witch M. Spen. 〈◊〉 Witchâ— a poor Innocent young Lass that 's whaint I am not awd 〈◊〉 for that Mon. 〈◊〉 And I believe my â—yne by the Mass I saw you in Sir Yedards Cellar last neeght with your 〈◊〉 thou art a rank Witch uds flesh I 'le not come nere thee M. Spâ—n. Did you see me Why if I be a Witch I am the better Fortune for you 〈…〉 of the best and be rich 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 marry â—le fare none with thee I le not be hang'd nor go to the Deel 〈…〉 mass but I will hang thee on I con by 'r Lady M. Spen. Say you so Rogue I le plague you for that She goes out Clâ—d What is whoo gone â—Tis for no good marry I ha scap'd a fine waife a fow 〈◊〉 by 'r Lady Iâ—le hang the Whean and there be no more Witches in Loncashire 〈◊〉 what 's tiss Mal. Enters with a Bridle and puts it on ere he is aware Mal. S. Horse Horse be thou to me And carry me where I shall flee She gets upon him and flies away Enter Demdike Dickenson Hargrave c. with their Imps and Madg who is to be the new Witch Demd Within this Shattâ—râ—d Abby Walls This Pit orâ— grown with Brakes and Briers Is fit for our dark Works and here Our Mastâ—r dear will soon appear And make thâ—e Mother Madge a Witch 〈…〉 be Happy long-liv'd Rich Thou wiâ—â— be Powâ—rful and Wise And be reveng'd of thy Enemies Madg. 'T is that I 'd have I thank you Dame Demd. Hâ—râ— take this Imp and let him suck Hâ—l do what e're thou bidst him call Him 〈…〉 Madg. Come hither Puck-Hairy En. an Imp in shape of a black shock comes to her Demd. Where is thy Contract written in Blood Madg. 'T is here Demd. So t'â— firm and good Whereâ—s my Mamilionâ— come my Rogue And take thy Dinner Dicken Whereâ—â— my Puggy Come to me and take thy Duggy Harg. Come my Rouney where art thou Enter Mal. Spencer Leading Clod in a Bridle Mal. Come Sirrah I have switcht you well She ties him up and joyns with the other Witches I 'le tye you up now to the Rack Well met Sisters whereâ—s my Pucklin Come away my pretty Sucklin Clod. Waunds and Flesh what con Ay do naw I am turn'd into a Horse a Capo a meer Titt Flesh Ayst ne're be a Mon agen I marle I con speak I conno pray I wot a pox o' th' Deel Mun Ay live of Oates and Beans and Hay aw my life instead of Beef and Pudding uds Flesh I neigh too He neighs Oh who has switcht and spurd me plaguely I am raw all over me whoo has ridden a wounded way about too Demd. Oyntment for Flying here I have Of Childrens Fat stoln from the Grave The juice of Smallage and Night-shade Of Poplar Leaves and Aconite made With these The Aromattic Reed I boyl With Water-parsnip and Cinquesoil With store of Soot and add to that The reeking Blood of many a Bat. Dick. From the Seas 〈◊〉 owse a Weed I fetchâ—d to open Locks at need With Coats â—uckt up and with my Hair All flowing loâ—sly in the Air With naked Feet I went among The poysnous Plants there Adders Tongue With Aâ—omtâ— and Martagon Henbane Hemlock Moon-wort too Wild Fig-Tree that o're Tombs do's grow The deadly Night-shade Cypress Yew And Libbards Bane and venemous Dew I gathered for my Charms Harg. And I Dug up a Mandrake which did cry Three Circles I made and the Wind was good And looking to the West I stood M. Spen. The Bones of Frogs I got and the Blood With Screetch-Owls Eggs and Feathers too Here 's a Wall-Toad and Wings of Bats The Eyes of Owls and
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