that cannot be had Yet when abroad they have pick'd store of grains Doodle doo they will cry on your Dunghills againe Ma. Indeed I misse an idle Gentleman And a thing of his a foole but neither sad Nor mad for them would that were all the Lead Lying at my heart Ped. What look'st thou on so long Soto So long I do you thinke good fortunes are fresh Herrings to come in sholes bad fortunes are like Mackerell at Midsummer you have had a sore losse of late Pe. I have indeed what is 't Soto I wonder it makes you not mad for Through a gap in your Ground Thence late hath been stole A very fine Asse and a very fine Fole Take heede for I speake not by habs and by nabs E're long you 'l be horribly troubled with scabbs Pe. I am now so goe silly foole Soto I ha gin 't him San. Oh Soto that Asse and Foale fattens me Fer. The Mother of the Gipsies what can shee do I 'le have about with her Jo. I with the Gipsie Daughter Fra. To her Boy I Eu. From you went a Dove away Which e're this had been more white Then the silver Roabe of Day Her Eyes the Moone has none so bright Sate shee now upon your hand Not the Crowne of Spaine could buy it But 't is flowne to such a Land Never more shall you come nie it Ha! yes if Palmestrie tell true This Dove agen may flie to you Fer. Thou art a lying Witch I 'le heare no more San. If you be so hot sit we can coole you with a Song Soto And when that Song 's done wee 'l heat you agen with a dance Lew. Stay deare sir send for Clara let her know her fortune Ma. 'T is too well known Lew. 'T will make her merry to be in this brave Company Pe. Good Diego fetch her Exit Diego Fra. What 's that old man has he cunning too Omnes More then all we Lew. Has he I 'le try his Spectacles Fer. Ha! Roderigo there the Scholler That went to Salamanca takes he degrees I' th Schoole of Gipsies let the fish alone Give him Line this is the Dove the Dove the Raven That Beldam mock'd me with Low What Wormes pick you out there now Al. This when this Line the other crosses Art tells me 't is a booke of losses Bend your hand thus Oh! here I finde You have lost a Ship in a great winde Lew. Lying Rogue I ne're had any Al. Harke as I gather That great Ship was de Castro call'd your Father Lew. And I must hew that Rock that split him Al. Nay and you threaten Fra. And what 's Don John thy fortune th' art long fumbling at it Jo. Shee tells me tales of the Moone sir Pre. And now 't is come to the Sun sir Your Sun wud ride the youth wud runne The youth wud sayle the youth wud flie Hee 's tying a knot will ne're be done He shoots and yet has ne're an eye You have two 't were good you lent him one And a heart too for he has none Fra. Hoyday lend one of mine eyes San. They give us nothing hee 'd best put on a bold face and ask it Song Now that from the Hive You gather'd have the Honey Our Bees but poorely thrive Unlesse the Bankes be sunny Then let your Sun and Moone Your gold and silver shine My thanks shall huming fly to you Omnes And mine and mine and mine Al. See see your Gipsie toyes You mad Girles you merry Boyes A boone voyage we have made Loud Peales must then be had If I a Gipsie be A crack rope I am for thee Oh here 's a Golden Ring Such clappers please a King Such clapers please a King you pleas'd may pass away Then let your Bell-ropes stay Now chime 't is Holy-day Now chime 't is Holy-day Pre. No more of this pray Father fall to your Dancing Dance Lew. Clara will come too late now Fer. 'T is great pitty Besides your Songs Dances and other Pastimes You do not as our Spanish Actors doe make triall of a Stage Al. We are sir about it So please your high authority to signe us Some warrant to confirme us Fer. My hand shall doo 't and bring the best in Spaine to see your Sports Al. Which to set off this Gentleman a Scholler Ro. Pox on you Al. Will write for us Fer. A Spaniard sir Ro. No my Lord an Italian Fer. Denies his Country too my Son sings Gipsie Ballads Keepe as you are wee 'l see your Poets vaine And yours for playing time is not ill spent That 's thus laid out in harmelesse merriment Exit Gipsies Dancing Pe. My Lord of Carcomo for this entertainment You shall command our loves Fra. Y' are nobly welcome Pe. The Evening growes upon us Lords to all A happy time of day Fer. The like to you Don Pedro Lew. To my hearts sole Lady Pray let my service humbly be remembred We onely mist her presence Ma. I shall truly Report your worthy love Exit Ped. Ma. Fer. You shall no further Indeed my Lords you shall not Fra. With your favour Wee will attend you home Enter Diego Die Where 's Don Pedro oh sir Lew. Why what 's the matter Die The Lady Clara Passing neere to my Lord Corigidors house Met with a strange mischance Fer. How what mischance Die The Jester that so late arrived at Court And there was welcome for his Countries sake By importunity of some friends it seemes Had borrow'd from the Gentleman of your Horse The backing of your mettl'd Barbary On which being mounted whil'st a number gaz'd To heare what Jests hee could performe on Horse back The head strong beast unus'd to such a Rider Beares the Presse of People before him With which throng the Lady Clara meeting Fainted and there fell down not bruis'd I hope But frighted and intranc'd Lew. Ill destin'd mischiefe Fer. Where have you left her Die At your house my Lord A servant comming forth and knowing who The Lady was convey'd her to a Chamber A Surgeon too is sent for Fer. Had shee been my Daughter My care could not be greater then it shall be For her recure Lew. But if shee miscarry I am the most unhappy Man that lives Exit Fer. Diego Coast about the Fields And over-take Don Pedro and his Wife They newly parted from us Die I 'le runne speedily Exit Fer. A strange mischance but what I have my Lord Francisco this day noted I may tell you an accident of merriment and wonders Fra. Indeed my Lord Fer. I have not thoughts enough About me to imagine what th' event Can come to 't is indeed about my Son Hereafter you may counsell me Fra. Most gladly how fares the Lady Enter Lewys Lew. Call'd back to Life but full of sadnesse Fer. Talkes shee nothing Lew. Nothing for when the women that attend on her Demanded how shee did shee turn'd about And answered with a sigh when I came neere And by the
Ro. Excellent Clara Fathers both and Mother I will redeeme my fault Fer. Ped. Ma. Our blessings dwell on yee Enter Lewys and Francisco Lew. Married to Roderigo Fra. Judge your selfe See where they are Exit Lew. Is this your Husband Lady Cla. He is sir Heavens great hand that on Record Fore-points the equall Union of all hearts Long since decreed what this day hath been perfected Lew. 'T is well then I am free it seemes Cla. Make smooth My Lord those clowds which on your brow deliver Emblems of storme I will as far as honour May priviledge deserve a noble friendship As you from mee deserve a worthy memory Lew. Your Husband has prov'd himselfe a friend Trusty and try'd he 's welcome I may say From the University Ro. To a new Schoole Of happy knowledge Lewys Lew. Sir I am not so poore to put this injury up The best blood flowes within you is the price Ro. Lewys for this time calme your anger And if I do not give you noble satisfaction Call mee to what account you please Lew. So so I come for Justice t' ee And you shall grant it Fer. Shall and will Lew. With speede too My poore friend bleeds the whiles Fer. You shall your selfe Before wee part receive the satisfaction You come for who attends My Lord Within Servants Fer. The Prisoner Ser. He attends your Lordships pleasure Enter Pretiosa Eugenia and Alvarez Lew. What would this Girle foh no tricks Get you to your Cabin Hus-wife wee have no eare for Ballads Fer. Take her away Cla. A wonderous lively Creature Pre. Noble Gentlemen If a poore Maids a Gipsie Virgins teares May soften the hard edge of angry Justice Then grant mee gracious hearing as y' are mercifull I beg my Husbands Life Fer. Thy Husbands little one Pre. Gentle sir our plighted troaths are Chronicl'd In that white Booke above which notes the secrets Of every thought and heart he is my Husband I am his Wife Lew. Rather his Whore Pre. Now trust mee Y' are no good man to say so I am honest Deede la I am a poore soule that deserves not Such a bad word were you a better man Then you are you doe mee wrong Lu The Toy growes angry Cla. And it becomes her sweetly troath my Lord I pitty her Ro. I thanke you sir Lu. Your Husband You 'l say is no Thiefe Pre. Upon my Conscience hee is not Leu. Dares not strike a man Pre. Unworthily Hee dares not but if trod upon a Worme Will turne againe Lew. That turning turnes your Worme Off from the Ladder Minion Pre. Sir I hope You are not his Judge you are too young too chollerick Too passionate the price of Life or Death Requires a much more grave consideration Then your yeares warrant he sit they like gods Upon whose head the reverend badge of Time Hath seal'd the proofe of Wisdome to these Oracles Of riper Judgment lower in my heart Then on my knees I offer up my suite My lawfull suite which begs they would be gentle To their owne fames their own imortall stories Oh! doe not thinke my Lords compassion throwne On a base low estate on humble People Lesse meritorious then if you had favor'd The faults of great men and indeed great men Have often times great faults he whom I plead for Is free the soule of Innocence it selfe Is not more white will you pitty him I see it is in your Eyes 't is a sweete Sun-beame Let it shine out and to adorne your praise The prayers of the poore shall crowne your dayes And theirs are something hard Fer. Beshrew the Girle Shee has almost melted mee to teares Lew. Hence trifler call in my friends What hope of ease Enter Don John Diego and Cardochia Die Good hope but still I smart The worst is in my paine Lew. The price is high Shall buy thy vengeance to receive a wound By a base Villaines hand it madds me Jo. Men subject to th' extremity of Law Should carry peace about 'em to their Graves Else were you nobler then the blood you boast of Could any way my Lord derive you know I would returne sharpe answer to your slanders But it suffices I am none of ought Your rage mistermes mee Lew. None of 'em no Rascall Jo. No Rascall Lew. Nor no Theefe Jo. Aske her that 's my Accuser could your Eyes Pierce through the secrets of her foule desires You might without a parciall Judgement looke into A Womans Lust and Malice Car. My good Lords What I have Articled against this fellow I justifie for truth Jo. On then no more This being true shee sayes I have deserv'd To die Fer. Wee sit not here to bandy Words But minister Law and that condemns thee For theft unto the Gallowes Pre. Oh my misery Are you all Marble-brested are your bosomes Hoop'd round with Steele to cast away a man More worthy Life and Honours then a thousand Of such as onely pray unto the shaddow Of abus'd greatnesse Jo. 'T is in vaine to storme My Fate is here determin'd Pre. Lost Creature Art thou grown dull too is my Love so cheape That thou court'st thy destruction 'cause I love thee My Lords my Lords speake Andrew prithee now Be not so cruell to thy selfe and mee One word of thine will doo 't Fer. Away with him To morrow is his day of Execution Jo. Even when you will Pre. Stay man thou shalt not goe Here are more Women yet sweete Madam speake You Lady you methinks should have some feeling Of tendernesse you may be touch'd as I am Troath wert your cause I 'de weepe with you and joyne In earnest suite for one you held so deare Cla. My Lord pray speake in his behalfe Ro. I would but dare not 'T is a fault so cleere and manifest Lew. Back with him to his Dungeon Jo. Heaven can tell I sorrow not to die but to leave her Who whiles I live is my Lifes comforter Car. Now shall I be reveng'd Exit Pre. Oh mee unhappy Fer. See the Girle falls Some one looke to her Cla. 'Las poore Maide Eug. Pretiosa Shee does recover mine honourable Lord Fer. In vaine what is 't Eug. Be pleas'd to give mee private audience I will discover something shall advantage The noblest of this Land Fer. Well I will heare thee Bring in the Girle Exit Manet Lewys Alvarez Lew. Ought with me what is 't I care not for thy Company old Ruffin Rascall art impudent Al. To beg your service Lew. Hang your selfe Al. By your Fathers Soule sir heare me Lew. Dispatch Al. First promise mee you will get Repreeve For the condemned Man and by my Art I 'le make you master of what your Heart on Earth Can wish for or desire Lew. Thou ly'st thou canst not Al. Try mee Lew. Doe that and then as I am noble I will not onely give thy friend his Life But royally reward thee love thee ever Al. I take your word what would you Lew. If thou mock'st mee 'T were better
are worth a World of better men For your free noble minde all my best wishes Stay with you I must hence Car. Weare for my sake This Jewell Jo. I 'le not rob you I 'le take nothing Car. Weare it about your neck but one poore Moon If in that time your eye be as 't is now Send my Jewell home agen and I protest I 'le never more thinke on you deny not this Put it about your neck Jo. Well then 't is done Car. And vow to keepe it there Jo. By all the Goodness I wish attend your fortunes I doe vow it Exit Car. Scornd thou hast temper'd poyson to kill me Thy selfe shall drinke since I cannot enjoy thee My revenge shall Enter Diego Die Where are the Gipsies Car. Gon Diego do you love me Die Love thee Juanna Is my life mine it is but mine so long As it shall do thee service Car. There 's a younger Gipsie newly entertain'd Die A handsome rascall what of him Car. That slave in obsceane Language courted me Drew Rialls out and would have bought my body Diego from thee Die Is hee so Itchy I 'le cure him Car. Thou shalt not touch the Villaine I 'le spin his fate Woman strikes sure fall the blow ne're so late Die Strike on sinne thou wilt be a striker Exit Enter Fernando Francisco Pedro and Lewys Fer. See Don Lewys an Army The strongest Army in Spaine to the full length Is stretch'd to pluck old Count Alvarez home From his sad banishment Lew. With longing Eyes My Lord I expect the man your Lordships pardon Some businesse cal's me from you Fer. Prithee Don Lewys Unlesse th' occasion be too violent Stay and be merry with us all the Gipsies Will be here presently Lew. I will attend your Lordship Before their sports be done Exit Fer. Be your own Carver Not yet shake off these fetters I see a Sonne Is heavy when a Father carries him On his old heart Fra. Could I set up my rest That hee were lost or taken prisoner I could hold truce with sorrow but to have him Vanish I know not how gon none knowes whither 'T is that mads mee Pe. You said he sent a Letter Fra. A Letter a meere Riddle he 's gon to see His fortune in the Warres what Warres have wee Suppose we had goes any man toth ' Field Naked unfurnish'd both Armes and Money Fer. Come come he 's gon a Wenching we in our youth Ran the selfe same Byas Enter Diego Die The Gipsies my Lord are come Fer. Are they let them enter Exit Die My Lord De Cortez send for your Wife and Daughter Good company is good Physick take the paines To seate your selves in my great Chamber Exit Enter Alvarez Don John Roderigo Antonio Carlo Eugenia Pretiosa Christiana Sancho and Soto Al. See they are here what 's your number San. The figure of nine casts us all up my Lord Fer. Nine let me see you are ten sure Soto That 's our Poet he stands for a Cipher Fer. Ciphers make numbers what Playes have you Al. Five or six my Lord Fer. It 's well so many already Soto Wee are promist a very merry Tragedy if all hit right of Cobby Nobby Fer. So so a merry Tragedy there is a way which the Italians and the Frenchmen use that is on a word given or some slight Plot The Actors will extempore fashion out Sceanes neate and witty Al. We can do that my Lord please you bestow the Subject Fer. Can you come hither You Master Poet to save you a labour Looke you against your coming I projected This Comick passage your Dramma that 's the Sceane Ro. I I my Lord Fer. I lay in our own Country Spaine Ro. 'T is best so Fer. Here 's a brave part for this old Gipsie look you The Father read the Plot this young shee Gipsie This Lady now the sonne play him your selfe Ro. My Lord I am no Player Fer. Pray at this time The Plot being full to please my noble Friends Because your braines must into theirs put Language Act thou the Sonnes part I 'le reward your paines Ro. Protest my Lord Fer. Nay nay shake off protesting When I was young sir I have plaid my selfe San. Your selfe my Lord you were but a poore Company then Fer. Yes full enough honest fellow will you do it Ro. I 'le venture Fer. I thanke you let this Father be a Don Of a brave spirit old Gipsie observe mee Al. Yes my Lord Fer. Play him up high not like a Pantaloone But hotly nobly checking this his Sonne Whom make a very rake-hell a debosh'd fellow This poynt I thinke will shew well Ro. This of the Picture It will indeed my Lord San. My Lord what part play I Fer. What parts dost use to play San. If your Lordship has ever a Coxcombe I thinke I could fit you Fer. I thanke your Coxcombe-ship Soto Put a Coxcombe upon a Lord Fer. There are parts to serve you all goe goe make ready And call for what you want Exit Al. Give me the Plot our wits are put to triall What 's the Son's Name Lorenzo that 's your part Looke onely you to that these I 'le dispose Old Don Avero mine Hialdo Lollio Two servants you for them San. One of the foolish knaves give me I 'le be Hialdo Soto And I Lollio San. Is there a Banquet in the Play wee may call for what wee will Ro. Yes here is a Banquet San. I 'le goe then and bespeake an ocean of Sweete meates Marmalad and Custards Al. Make hast to know what you must doe San. Doe I call for enough and when my Belly is full fill my Pockets Soto To a Banquet there must be Wine Fortunes a scurvy Whore if shee makes not my head sound like a Rattle and my Heels dance the Canaries Al. So so dispatch whil'st me employ our braines To set things off toth ' Life Exit Ro. I 'le be streight with you Why does my Father put this trick on mee Spies hee mee through my Vizard if hee does He 's not the King of Spaine and 't is no Treason If his invention Jet upon a Stage Why should not I use action a debosh'd fellow A very rake-hell this reflects on mee And I 'le retort it grown a Poet Father No matter in what straine your Play must runne But I shall fit you for a roring Sonne Exit Florish Enter Francisco Pedro Fernando Diego Maria and Clara Fer. Come Ladies take your places this their Musick 'T is very handsome oh I wish this Roome Were frighted but with noble friends As are to you my welcomes begin there masters Florish within San. Presently my Lord wee want but a cold Capon for a property Fer. Call call for one now they begin Enter Sancho the Prologue San. Both short and sweete some say is best Wee will not onely be sweete but short Take you Pepper in the Nose you mar our sport Fer. By no meanes Pepper San. Of your Love measure
us forth but one span We do tho not the best the best we can Exit Fer. A good honest Gipsie Enter Alvarez and Soto Al. Slave where 's my Son Lorenzo Soto I have sought him my Lord in all foure Elements in Earth my Shooes are full of Gravell in Water I drop at Nose with sweating In Aire wheresoever I heard noyse of Fidlers or the wide mouthes of Gallon-pots roaring and in Fire what Chimney soever I saw smoaking with good cheere for my Masters Dinner as I was in hope Al. Not yet come home before on this old Tree Shall grow a branch so blasted I 'le hew it off And bury it at my foote didst thou enquire At my Brothers Soto At your Sisters Al. At my Wives Fathers Soto At your Uncles Mothers no such sheepe has broke through their hedge no such Calfe as your Sonne sucks or bleates in their ground Al. I am unblest to have but one Sonne onely One staffe to beare my age up one Taper left To light me to my Grave and that burnes dimly That leaves me darkling hid in clouds of woe He that should prop me is mine overthrow Fer. Well done old fellow is 't not Omnes Yes yes my Lord Enter Sancho Soto Here comes his man Hialdo Al. Where 's the prodigall your Master sirrah San. Eating Acorns amongst Swine draffe amongst Hoggs and gnawing bones amongst Doggs has lost all his Money at Dice his Wits with his Money and his honesty with both for hee bumfiddles me makes the Drawers curvet pitches the Plate over the Bar scores up the Vintners Name in the Ram-head flirts his Wife under the Nose and bids you with a Pox send him more Money Al. Art thou one of his Currs to bite me too To nayle thee to the Earth were to doe Justice Enter Roderigo San. Here comes Bucephalus my prauncing Master nayle me now who dares Ro. I sit like an Owle in the Ivie bush of a Taverne Hialdo I have drawne red Wine from the Vintners owne Hogshead San. Here 's two more pierce them too Ro. Old Don whom I call Father am I thy Sonne if I be flesh mee with Gold fat mee with Silver had I Spaine in this hand and Portugall in this puffe it should flie where 's the Money I sent for I 'le tickle you for a Rake-hell San. Not a Marvedi Al. Thou shalt have none of me Soto Hold his Nose to the Grinstone my Lord Ro. I shall have none Al. Charge mee a case of Pistolls What I have built I 'le ruine shall I suffer A Slave to set his Foote upon my heart A Sonne a barbarous Villaine or if Heaven save thee Now from my Justice yet my curse pursues thee Ro. Hialdo carbonado thou the old Rogue my Father San. Whil'st you slice into Collups the rusty Gamon his man there Ro. No Money Can Tavernes stand without anon anon Fidlers live without scraping Taffaty Girles looke plumpe without pampering if you will not Lard mee with Money give mee a Ship furnish me to Sea Al. To have thee hang'd for Piracy San. Trim tram hang Master hand Man Ro. Then send mee to the West-Indies buy mee some Office there A. To have thy throate cut for thy quarrelling Ro. Else send me and my ningle Hialdo to the Warrs San. A match wee 'l fight Dogge fight Beare Enter Antonio An. Oh deare Hernando welcome clap Wings to your heeles And pray my worthy friends bestow upon me Their present Visitation Ant. Lorenzo see the anger of a Father Altho it be as low'd and quick as thunder Yet 't is done instantly cast off thy wildnesse Be mine be mine for I to call thee home Have with my honor'd friend here Don Hernando Provided thee a Wife Ro. A Wife Is shee hansome is shee rich Is shee faire Is shee wity Is shee honest Hang honesty Has shee a sweete Face Cherry-Cheeke Strawberry-lip white-skin dainty Eye pretty Foote delicate Legs as there 's a Girle now Ant. It is a Creature both for Birth and fortunes And for most excellent graces of the minde Few like her are in Spaine Ro. When shall I see her now Father pray take your curse off Al. I doe the Lady Lives from Mardrill very neere fourteene Leagues But thou shalt see her Picture Ro. That that most Ladies in these dayes are but very fine Pictures Enter Claro Don John Engenia Pretiosa Christiana Sancho and Soto Al. Ladies to you first welcome my Lords Alonzo And you worthy Marquesse thanks for these honours Away you to th' cause now of this meeting my Sonne Lorenzo Whose wildnesse you all know comes now to th' Lure Sits gently has call'd home his wandering thoughts And now will Marry Pre. A good Wife Fate send him Eu. One stayd may settle him Ro. Flie to the marke sir shew me the Wench or her Face or any thing I may know 't is a woman fit for me Al. Shee is not here her selfe but here 's her Picture A Picture Fer. My Lord De Carcamo pray observe this Fra. I doe attentively Don Pedro marke it Enter Soto Soto If you ha done your part yonder 's a Wench wud ha a bout with you Exit Jo. Mee Exit Die A Wench Exit Al. Why stand you staring at it how do you like her Ro. Are you in earnest Al. Yes sir in earnest Ro. I am not so hungry after flesh to make the Divell a Cuckold An. Looke not upon the Face but on the goodness That dwells within her Ro. Set fire on the Tenement Al. Shee 's rich nobly discended Ro. Did ever Nobility looke so scurvilie Al. I am sunk in fortunes shee may raise us both Ro. Sink let her to her Granam marry a VVitch have you fetch'd a VVife for mee out of Lapland an old Midwife in a velvet Hat were a goddesse to this that a red Lip Pre. There 's a red Nose Ro. That a yellow haire Eu. Why her teeth may be yellow Ro. Where 's the full Eye Chri. Shee has full blabber Cheekes Al. Set up thy rest her marriest thou or none Ro. None then were all the Water in the World one Sea all Kingdomes one Mountaine I would climbe on all foure up to the top of that Hill and head-long hurle my selfe into that abisse of waves e're I would touch the skin of such rough Haberdine for the breath of her Picture stinkes hither A noyse Within Enter Don John Diego Cardochia Sancho and Soto in a hurry Fer. What tumult 's this San. Soto Murder murder murder one of our Gipsies is in danger of hanging hanging Ped. Who is hurt Die 'T is I my Lord stab'd by this Gipsie Jo. Hee struck me first and I 'le not take a blow From any Spaniard breathing Pe. Are you so brave Fer. Breake up your play lock all the doores Die I faint my Lord Fra. Have him to a Surgeon how fell they out Card. Oh! my good Lord these Gipsies when they lodg'd At my house I had a Jewell from my Pocket Stolne