Exit Pedante ¶ What a drunken wooer am I that gaue her neuer a licke This falles out pat for my Maister Fedele and comes in the nick By cogging and counterfaiting looue as you sée If Attilia be so mad as to like and looue mée By her all the Iugling of her mistres I shall knowe And finde whether any new cōmers have set my Maister beside the cushin or no Crack-stone ¶ This is as excrement for my proposition as can be desirde Soon at night like the Schoolmaister will I be attirde First come first seru'd if the maid be so fréendly to let mée in Then Sa Sa Sa the battaile will beginne With that Magnaniminstrelsie and mercy that in mée dooth floe I le make a conflict of the Mistres and let the maid goe Farewell seely Schoolmaister this Iniunction is not found in his Aduerb I trowe Exit Pedante ¶ These tidings wil be ioyfull to my maister I am sure Who for loue of Victoria suffers many a sharp shower Enter Fedele Loe where he comes walking by him selfe alone With his head full of thoughts and his hart full of mone Rowse vp your wittes Sir what are you a sléep Neuer be so base minded to a woman to créep Sée sée your cap on your head good manners forgot Now you are come to your owne swinge you knowe me not Doo your dutie to your maister good nurture is best In via virtutis non progredi regredi est Fedele ¶ Alas my care so closeth vp my sight That all is lost wherin I should delight Pedante ¶ You knowe that it may be said of me which was said of Vlisses Multorum hominum mores qui vidit et vrbes Therfore if you desire mée your cares to reléeue The best counsell I can to you I will giue Fedele ¶ You knowe Victoria is the cause of all my secret smart Victoriaes beautie is the worme that gnawes me to the hart What counsaile now Pedante ¶ Did not I teach you long agoe out of tragicall Seneca His golden saying duo omnium malorum foemina Did I not cause you with your pen in the margent of your book to marke that place And yet will you be tooting on a beautifull face Which no otherwise vanisheth and away dooth goe Then water that neuer returnes to the spring from whence it did flowe Beautie is so tickle a foundation to bear any frame And looue so vncertain that it throwes the house on his hed that built the same Wherupon I gaue you a good lesson of olde Euery letter therof would be written in Golde Quod inuat exiguum est plus est quod laedit amantes They knowe what I mean that are versificautes Fedele ¶ If this colde comfort in my néed be all that I shall haue Out of my sight No succour at thy handes I mean to craue Pedante ¶ Adultus Iuuenis tandem custode remoto Cereus in vitium flecti monitoribus asper The right course of the world now he runnes vpon whéeles Had I knowen this when you were a boy I would haue hamperd your héeles It were a good déed to set all your fortune at euen and od And let you alone till you are beaten with your owne rod But the looue that I bear to you euery day Will not suffer me to sée this good witte cast away Some tidings I haue for you therfore be not afraid I am growen in acquaintance with Victoriaes maid By whome I trust in the end to knowe What Suters to her Mistres resorte too and fro If no body els do followe the game The spark that you left in her brest will break out in a flame Fedele ¶ Thankes good Pedante get thée home and leaue me héer a space To trye if I may méet with faire Victoria in this place Pedante ¶ I knowe where to prick that the vain may bléed Sée how faire he dooth speak when his humour I féed This passeth Prosodia Sintaxis and all T is the way to my profit to stoop to his call Exit Fedele ¶ Héer was I wunt to méet with her and héer I mean to walke And sound her meaning if I may by moouing her to talke Victoria setteth open the Casement of her windowe and with her Lute in her hand playeth and singeth this dittie Victoria If looue be like the flower that in the night When darknes drownes the glory of the Skyes Smelles sweet and glitters in the gazers sight But when the gladsome Sun beginnes to rise And he that viewes it would the same imbrace It withereth and looseth all his grace Why doo I looue and like the cursed Tree Whose buddes appeer but fruite will not be seen Why doo I languish for the flower I see Whose root is rot when all the leaues be green In such a case it is a point of skill To followe chaunce and looue against my will Speake Ah poor Victoria héer it was thy guise To stand and sée Fortunio passing by Whose loouely shape hath caught me by mine eyes And meanes to make me prisoner while I dye To gaze on him was life to mée before His absence death because I sée no more Fedele ¶ Oh gréedy looue that neuer féeleth glut How haue I boasted of Victoriaes grace With feare at last from fauour to be shut And lose the light of such a shining face Shall neither teares nor toyle nor broken sléep Haue force inough a Ladies looue to kéep Victoria ¶ And hath Fortunio now forgot the way Which by my windowe learnd of late to walke Sée the disturber of my peace this day Fedele comes to proffer mée some talke Sith hée is héer his patience I will prooue Whome for Fortunios sake I cannot looue Fedele ¶ I serue a Mistres whiter then the snowe Straighter then Cedar brighter then the Glasse Finer in trip and swifter then the Roe More pleasant then the Féeld of flowring Grasse More gladsome to my withering Ioyes that fade Then Winters Sun or Sommers cooling shade Swéeter then swelling grape of ripest wine Softer then feathers of the fairest Swan Smoother then Iet more stately then the Pine Fresher then Poplar smaller then my span Clearer then Beauties fiery pointed beam Or Ysie cruste of Christalles frosen stream Yet is shée curster then the Beare by kinde And harder harted then the aged Oke More glib then Oyle more fickle then the winde Stiffer then Stéele no sooner bent but broke Loe thus my seruice is a lasting sore Yet will I serue although I dye therfore Enter Victoria Victoria ¶ Now must I either fode him off with fained curtesie Or els be coy in talke to rid mée of his company Shee offreth to departe he stayeth her Sir Fedele well met and so farwell I must away My busines is such as will not suffer me to staye Fedele ¶ Mistres Victoria let us haue one woord before yée goe Oh looue oh death betwéen you bothe vouchsafe to rid my woe Victoria ¶ A wunder sure it is to sée how gentlemen complain What
The pleasaunt and fine conceited Comoedie of two Italian Gentlemen vvith the merie deuises of Captaine Crack-stone Actus prima Scena prima Enter Fortunio and Captain Crack-stone Fortunio shewing very sad countenance Fortunio HE that discloseth to a fréend the secrets of his minde Dooth rob him selfe of libertie besides we dayly finde That others councels wil by such in euery eare be blowen As haue no power when time requires to smother all their owne Heauie and sad thow séest I am but why my hart is sore Of curtesie content thy selfe and aske me that no more Crack-stone ¶ Heauie in déed and as heauie as lead Either it is some of these same bremy quauers or some kinde of pricksong that runnes in his head Heare you Maister Fortunio by the honor of a Soldier by the glorye of a Captain By all the Poleaxes and tormenters that theise hands haue slain Doo but scoure your minde to mée and shut vp your gréef Either I le finde you some ease or you shal be hangd for a théef You knowe I am a good fellowe nothing venture nothing haue If I had not put my carcas to the Iibbet I had not béen thus braue So now if you venture not to shewe some trusty body your minde It will be very long ere the dresser you finde And so peraduenture you shall neuer be sped For when the Cooke is out of the way you must goe supperlesse to bed Fortunio ¶ How findeth he redresse that breakes his minde vnto a foole Or what is learnd where folly sets the wiser sorte to schoole Yet sith he braues it with the best in euery company And knowes where euery gallant loues and sées the remedy I will not stick to let him knowe the secrets of my hart And make him partner of my pain and priuie to my smart Doo you knowe Victoria Crack-stone ¶ Doo not I knowe her what think yée As though ere a proper gentlewoman in Naples were out of quaintance with mée Fortunio ¶ Her haue I seen of late and often by her windowe past From which shée let a letter fall which taking vp in hast I read and found within describde the frantique fits of looue Whether it were for mée or any els I cannot prooue Whether she faine and baite her hookes the simple to beguile Cannot be found till wit by line haue measured euery wile I knowe she loued Fedele once before he went to Spain And meanes perhaps to loue him still sith hée 's returnd again Doo thou but sift him for my sake and haunt out his desire And doutles thou shalt haue of mée thy Captains pay for hire Crack-stone ¶ If this be all Sir let mée alone About your businesse you may be gone I will féele Signior Fedeles minde very cunningly And return you an answer of this gear presently Fortunio ¶ Gramercie be trustye Crack-st. ¶ As trusty as stéele I haue no fault but one I am somwhat short in the héele Fortunio ¶ Miraccommando Exit Crack-st. ¶ Basilus Codpéece for an olde Manus You shall not haue her at rack and maunger I trowe Somwhat by this for mine owne proportion I knowe When two bones are at strife for a dog it is commonly séen That the third comes and takes it and wipes their mouthes cléen I mean as you sée mée in this braualitie To be a suter to Victoria with all profigalitie I brought Butter and Chéese hether to vittaile the Camp a great while Many times I would nick them of their measure and the Soldiers beguile Like a crafty knaue by this meanes I got so much gain That I bought this apparell of a Captain that was slain And wearing the same abroad as you sée The Soldiers all the town ouer make a Captain of mée One calles mée Captain Chéese an other Captain Crust An other braue Crack-stone take which name ye lust The Gentlemen are euery one glad of my company Because I haue such a wilde worme in my hed as makes them all mery The women they loue mée Victoria is chéefe But shée hath béen somwhat strange of late therfore to be bréefe I thought some strawes were in the pad that shée lookt so coy But now haue at her again with a fresh hed in my toy I will first vnderproyn Sir Fedele his minde to vnderstand Sée good luck his Schoolmaister and her Maid are at hand As bothe of them fréendly togither doo walke I will sneke into a corner and hearken to their talke step aside Actus prima Scena secunda Enter Pedante the Parasite attired in a gown and cap like a Schoolmaister and with him Attilia Attilia I Pray you maister Schoolmaister let me be gone I haue haste on my way I le be at home again anone Pedante ¶ Swéet hart and bag pudding goe you so swiftly Haue with you then doo ye lack any company Attilia ¶ In faith Sir no Pedante ¶ I pray you tell me one thing before you parte I think you be somwhat wetherwise by your arte Doo you knowe me by acqaintance or gesse you by aime That you hit so right on my office in stead of my name Attilia ¶ I haue séen you before if I am not beguilde You haue béen Schoolmaister to maister Fedele euer since he was a childe Pedante ¶ True swéet hart but I pray thée be not angry with mée But giue me leaue a little while to mooue a question to thée What is your name and where doo you dwell Attilia ¶ Softe there lay a strawe that will I not tell Alas poor Attilia what meanes he by this If I stay with him long my mistres Victoria her seruant wil misse About your busines good Sir I pray you get you away I purpose not to tell you my name this day Pedante ¶ Be not so strange faire Lady I knowe your name very well And the name of your mistres and the place where you dwell Attilia ¶ If you doo much good doo it you I can tary no longer Pedante ¶ Then I perceiue I shall be driuen to try who is the stronger stop her I shall tell you one thing if it please you to stay Attilia ¶ Speak your minde quickly a woord and away Pedante ¶ Bee not angry I beséech you to hear that is true You are the fairest Creature that euer I did view Attilia ¶ What followes of this Pedante ¶ I like you and looue you before all the Creatures that euer I knew Attilia ¶ What ill luck is this I sée nothing that makes me to loue and like you Pedante ¶ You might if you tride me for I come of the siniters Attilia ¶ Great barkers are none of the greatest biters Pedante ¶ Good mistres Attilia because you haue haste I will talke with you more when your busines is past If I can be spared from my Maister so long soon at night I will resorte to your house and lay my meaning wide open before your sight Attilia ¶ Farwel Sir Pedante look you be not too quick
the Sun or when the same is down And closely wrapt in Uirgin parchement on a Fryday night I will not trouble you with these Victoria ¶ Of more le ts haue a sight Medusa ¶ Héer is the Image of a man made out in Uirgin waxe Which béeing prickt or toasted in the flame of burning Flaxe Hée that you looue shall come and throwe him selfe before your féet More humble then a Lambe to doo what you shall think is méet Victoria ¶ O that is it Attilia ¶ This is it must doo my Mistres good By Images it must be wrought Looue is a holy Rood Medusa ¶ Wée must withdrawe our selues aside and woork it out of sight Victoria ¶ Enter my house the Sun is set now begins the night Exeunt The first Act beeing ended the Consorte of Musique soundeth a pleasant Galliard Actus secunda Scena prima Enter Captain Crack-stone disguised like a Schoolmaister in the apparell of Pedante with a book in his hand Crack-stone SOfte for it is night I must not make any noyse I trowe Me thinks this apparell makes me learnd which of all these Starres doo I knowe Yonder is the gréen Dog and the blew Beare Harry Horners Girdle and the Lyons eare Me thinkes I should spowt Lattin before I beware Argus mecum insputare Cur Canis tollit poplitem Cum mingit in parietem Alice tittle tattle Mistres Victoriaes Maid If I speake like the Schoolmaister shée will neuer be afraid As soon as she opens the doore to let mée in With my Ropericall aliquanci I will begin Swinum Velum Porcum Graye-goosorum iostibus Enter Fedele and Pedante Rentibus dentibus lofadishibus come after vs I haue berayed my selfe I think with speaking so high This is Sir Fedele that is so nigh Till he be past it were not good for mée to appéere Therfore I le slip into the Temple and hide me in the Tombe that standeth héere Fedele ¶ Too straunge it is that when I should reioyce A chilling feare dooth flit through euery vaine And when I hope to heare Victoriaes voice Doubt throwes me downe into dispaire again The comfort that she gaue me was so colde That for my life I dare not be too bolde Pedante ¶ Degeneres animos timor arguit faint hart neuer wun faire Lady they say And Amor odit inertes take that by the way Séeing shée appointed this time forward with a courage neuer stand you in doubt Imagination many times fetcheth wunders about Not because it changeth the course of the thing you would finde But because it dooth rule and gouern the minde Fedele ¶ I shiuer still come beare me company Untill thou seest mée nearer to the doore Thy spéech dooth giue me comfort mightily And egges me on vnto it more and more Pedante ¶ Andate allegramente you are right vnder her windowe now What shall I doo will you haue me to leaue you Fedele ¶ Not so but stay vntill thou séest me in To giue the signe I purpose to begin Heer let him either taste a Flute or whistle at the sound wherof Victoria comes to the windowe and throwes out a letter which Fedele taketh vp and reades it at the lamp which burneth in the Temple What meaneth this a letter woe is mée Where shall I read it light within the Temple I doo sée Pedante ¶ This gréeting me thinkes is none of the best I sée by his countenaunce he likes not the rest Fedele ¶ Ah cruell Dame that can dissemble so Dye poore Fedele life thou must forgoe Pedante ¶ What newes in your letter Sir tell mée Fedele ¶ Read it thy selfe and sée Pedante readeth the Letter La mia mala fortuna m'ha fatto d'auenire cosa che meglio sarebbe ch'io non fussi nata m'incresce non poter attenderui la promessa ma piú mi duole che mi sia tolta la commodita del vederui perô se m'amate non passate mai piú di qua perche sarete causa della mia rouina This is strange vpon strange your dayes are out worne Pedante interprets the Letter My fortune is such that it had béen better for mée I had neuer béen borne I am sory that I can not stand to my woord And more sory that fortune to mée will not your presence affoord Sith I am rob'd of your company whome moste I desire If you looue mée come no more this way for bréeding my trouble and kindling of fier Héer is a sléeueles aunswer with all my hart You haue your errand Sir now when you wil you may departe Fedele ¶ It cannot bée but that Victoria hath an other looue Therfore I purpose presently her priuie sleights to prooue Pedante ¶ You are the fearfullest gentleman that euer I knewe It is impossible that should be true Your owne doubtfulnes tangles you still in the briers Did I neuer teach you That a woman denies that in showe which in deed shée desires Are all those horrible othes which so oft shée hath sworne Any likelihode that shée would leaue you forlorne Remember her teares and her pitifull lookes If shée looue you not still I dare burne my bookes Fedele ¶ No no her othes and teares and lookes and all thou canst repeat Were but as shadowes finely cast to couer her deceit But sith I finde her as shée is I will reuenge the wrong Or dye the death in this attempt because I liue too long Pedante ¶ You are to hasty a Soldier too the battaile to goe If you will be reuenged ere your enemy you knowe Fedele ¶ Mine enemies I purpose straight to try Hide thée within some priuie corner héer Be dilligent to mark who passeth by And if that any other man appéere Either to enter or to issue out Mark what he is and put mée out of doubt Exit Pedante ¶ Farwell Sir commit the care to my hande As close as I can in this place I wil stand Unseen vnto any yet vewing of all A pretty scowte set to take a knaue in a pit-fall Yonder come some whatsouer they bée Stand close Pedante that no body sée Actus secunda Scena secunda Enter Medusa Victoria and Attilia disguised like Nunnes with lighted Tapers in their handes Crack-stone liftes vp his head out of the Tombe and ducks downe againe speaking this as followeth Crack-st. ¶ A rope on these passengers I am in a miserable plight I think I shall not get out of this place this night Medusa ¶ T is almoste one a clock the fittest houre to binde the Sprites And compas euery thing that best may further your delights Victoria ¶ Then let vs goe Pedante ¶ O che cricca di vacche What cattell haue we heare Be they women or deuils in the likenes of women that appeare Attilia ¶ Mistres take héed we be not spide for that may bréed vs harme Victoria ¶ No no but like a sorte of Nunnes vnto the Church we swarme Medusa ¶ Enter the Chappell we will make as though we ment to pray Victoria
this enchanting takes no place go séeke Fortunio streighte And tell him that to speake with him his pleasure I do wayte A worde or two will serue my turne goe séeke him out of hand Attilia ¶ Where shall I séeke him for I knowe not where his house doth stand Victoria ¶ By the Piazza there I am sure that thou shalt sée him walke Spending the time with one or other of his friends in talke Attilia ¶ I goe Exit Actus secunda Sena quarta Enter Fedele whispering with Pedante Victoria ¶ I was so troubled in my minde with fright of sudden feare That yet I féele my sinewes shake and tremble euery where Alas looke where Fedele comes I cannot scape vnséene He is importunate I knowe not how to ridde me of him cléene Fedele ¶ Ah cursed dames their loue is like a flame Quiuering in th' Ayre betwéene too blastes of wynde Borne here and there by either of the same Yet properly to none of both enclinde Hate and disdaine is painted in their eyes Deceit and treason in their besome lies Their promises are made of brittle glasse Grounde with a fillop to the finest dust Their thoughtes as streaming riuers swiftly passe Their wordes are oyle and yet they gather rust Their vertues mount like billowes to the skyes And vanish straight out of the gazers eyes True are they neuer founde but in vntrueth Constant in naught but in inconstancie The common foes of weale and fluddes of rueth Deuouring cankers of mans libertie Here doth the staine of modestie abide And shrowdingly desires her selfe to hide But get thée streight to Sir Fortunio Will him to come and speake a word with me Haste and poste haste with spéede sée that thou goe That he this treacherie may quickely sée Meane while on her whose face beginnes to glow The burden of my brest I meane to throw Pedante ¶ Then take you this Image of waxe that you sée Crackstone the Captaine deliuered it to mée Being his turne as he said for to watch this night And breaking vp sentinel when it began to be light This Image he tould me in the stréete he founde Lying harde by the chappell vpon the grounde This is the same that was made to inchante Fortunio Beholde it and sée whether I say trueth or no Fedele ¶ He plowghes the seas and fishes in the lande And loseth all the labour of them both He fondly reares his fortresse on the sande That buildes his trust vpon a womans troth But get thée hence about thy businesse That I may talke with this my good mistresse Pedante ¶ A Dio Exit Victoria ¶ Well met good Sir Fedele what 's the cause Of these your troubled lookes that I beholde What rain is threatned by these stormy flawes Which by your gate and gesture you vnfolde Is looue the spark that kindels all this fier Or doo you lack the fruit of your desire Fedele ¶ The cause that sets my gestures out of frame Is in your selfe if you doo search the same Victoria ¶ And why good Sir Fedele ¶ What make you héer so early in the stréet Victoria ¶ My longing thoughts did prophesie that héer I should you méet Fedele ¶ Not mée but Sir Fortunio you know this I am suer Shew her the Image And what by magick you haue doon his fauour to procure I neuer thought so fayre a dame had béen so foule within But sith continued seruice had no force thy grace to win Be suer vnthankful wretch periur'd and moste disloyall dame I will not rest before I bée reuenged of the same This to Fortunio presently I purpose shall be shown And open brute of thy reproche throughout the Citie blown All that in Naples dwell this day shall wunder at this déed And euery wounding tung shall make thine honor now to bléed My selfe will help to teare the hart out of thy body quick And giue thy crimson coulered blood vnto the dogs to lick So liuely wil I blaze thée out to euery gazers eye That though thy carcas rot and waste thy shame shall neuer dye As busy will I bée to plague thée more then is exprest As thou wast cunning to deceiue the man that lou'd thée best Victoria ¶ I think you are disposed to iest and make some triall héere How trimly you can tread aloft to thunder in mine eare For when I slide into my selfe and there examine well What I haue doon I finde I neuer from Fedele fell And yet I sée your hart still workes by which I doo suspect Some Sicophants would make you your Victoria to reiect But pacience is a vertue as the woorthiest wits doo say My loue to you deserues not that you vttred héer this day Fedele ¶ Yes that and more in thée's no trueth loue faith nor loyaltye But lies dessembling falshood hate sin shame and sorcery Bestur thy selfe enchaunt and coniure now and doo thy woorst The day thow knewst vs both shall shortly be by thée accurst Victoria ¶ I am not priuy vnto this nor know Fortunio Ah poore Victoria thou art caught alas what shall I doo Now counsaile me Attilia Attilia is not héer Where be my gallants now will not Crack-stone appeare Now is the time for thée Crack-stone my hart to gaine Oh saue my life and him dispatch that dooth mine honor staine Doo this and then I wll be thine and listen to thy sute But til that I may speak with him t is best that I be mute Farwell Sir be not rash but Iudge I cannot answere much More you shall know when time hath tried my truth by perfect tuch A Dio Exit Fedele ¶ A diauolo As I haue known thée so shall Sir Fortunio know thée straight For whome I sent and héer he comes whose comming I doo wait Actus secunda Scena quinta Enter Fortunio with Pedante Pedante ¶ Est mora damnosa pray let vs away For yonder my Maister your comming dooth stay Fortunio ¶ Sir Fedele God saue you Fedele ¶ And you Sir Fortunio I was so bolde to charge my man vnto your house to goe Matters of waight I haue to you of fréendship to imparte Fortunio ¶ My leasure serues and I will stand to héer with all my hart Fedele ¶ Not so but sith it asketh time if you will take the pain To walke with mée vnto my house there wil I tell you plain Both what I saw and heard of late which toucheth you so néer That you will giue mée thanks I know when you the matter héer Fortunio ¶ Goe when you please I l'e beare you company Exeunt Fedele Fortunio arme in arme Fedele ¶ Pedante you may walke abroad till Dinner draweth ny Pedante ¶ With a good wil Sir that 's the thing I desire But if I méet not Attillia the fat is in the fier For my Maisters sake I began to loue her in iest And may chaunce to swallow a Gudgion in earnest For loue is a Fox he beginneth at first by dalliance and play Then encreaseth
how déere his life and learning was to me O that he could but for his death my griefe and sorrowe sée pamphila ¶ Medusa if I did not feare my honour and my name Would soone be lost hereby and turne my credite into shame I would become thy Scholler but I blush to speake of it Medusa ¶ No Pamphila for such a mistresse thou art farre vnfit What talkst thou of thy name and honour likely to be lost By learning of myne Arte which should be honord of the moste And more estéemde then Phisike Pamphila ¶ Why Medusa ¶ That 's easy to be proued For as by Phisikes learned skill diseases be remoued So by my cunning euery smarte that doth afflict the minde Is put to chace for euery griefe a remedy I finde Pamphila And haue you any salue for loue Medusa ¶ I haue Pamphila Whereof is it made Medusa ¶ Of diuers things simple and mixte according to my trade Pamphila ¶ Then if for loue or mony you will graunt me my requeste Let me once by your cunning sée my mistresse haue some reste Medusa ¶ Whome serue you then Pamphila ¶ Forsooth I serue mistresse Virginia Medusa ¶ Yet farther let me craue your name Pamphila ¶ My name is pamphila Medusa ¶ What 's her disease Pamphila ¶ Nothing but loue Medusa ¶ How fareth she with it Pamphila ¶ Sad sicke and sore with sorrow pinde and disposseste of wit Medusa ¶ Whome loueth she Pamphila ¶ Fedele Medusa ¶ And how long hath she bin so Pamphila ¶ I know not yet I gesse that she sickned a yéere agoe Medusa ¶ What if I helpe her tell me who shall please me for my paine Pamphila ¶ My selfe because vnknowen to her I séeke her health to gaine Medusa ¶ A louing seruant goe thy wayes and leaue it all to me But harke thée Pamphila ¶ What Medusa ¶ Let me haue passage to her lodging frée That when she little thinkes thereof my Medcins I may make By vertue of the which her wounded heart may comfort take The lesse she lookes for remedy the more is her delight when t' is obtaynde Pamphila ¶ Then let 's be gon Medusa ¶ Content for it is night And yonder comes Fedele with Fortunio hand in hande To shunne suspect they shal not sée vs talking here to stāde Exit Actus quarta Scena secunda Enter Fedele and Fortunio togither Fedele ¶ Come Sir Fortunio now is the time to put you out of doubt Whether Victoria loue you or your dealings doe but floute Here let vs shrowde our selues a while that standing out of sight We may perceiue what louers haunt Victoriaes house by night Fortunio ¶ Agreede this is the fittest time to passe the stréete And giue her musike at her windowe for a gallant méete Fedele ¶ Whiste for her doore beginnes to creake Fortunio ¶ It doeth in déede Enter Pedante disguised comming forth of Victoriaes house Fedele ¶ I sée Fortunio ¶ A man me thinkes O let me goe Fedele ¶ Stay Sir be ruled by me Pedante ¶ O delicate Victoria so long as I liue For this entertainement great thankes will I giue The remembrance of the swéetenesse of this night so well past Will féede me with hony whyle my life doeth last Exit Fortunio ¶ A villane let me goe Fedele let me goe I say I will reuenge this iniurie before he get away Fedele ¶ Not so for raising of a tumult in the stréete so late And troubling of the watche that stande armed at euery gate Fortunio ¶ Out strumpet I will make thée now a mirror to this towne A pointing stocke to euery one that passeth vp and downe Fedele ¶ How will you be reuenged Fortunio ¶ By sworde and sheathe it in her breste Fedele ¶ Be not too swift to serue her so I thinke it were not beste Fortunio ¶ And why Fedele ¶ Because that if you kill her then your selfe you doe defame Discredite her and put her house and kindred vnto shame Thus you shall euer walke in feare of those you neuer sawe Besides her friendes will trippe at you by danger of the lawe Fortunio ¶ How shall I be reuenged then Fedele ¶ Giue her a Fico out of hande Fortunio ¶ So should I scape but the reuenge in little stéede would stande For she should die and none should know the villainie she did But euery tong ere long shall talke of that that I haue spide Some other way I will deuise Fedele ¶ Doe so for I 'le be gone Exit Fortunio ¶ And I will sée what this Victoria saith to me anon Who is there within Knocke at her doore Actus quarta Scena tertia Enter Victoria and Attilia to Fortunio Attilia ¶ Mistresse beholde Fortunio Victoria ¶ I come to him welcome good Sir Fortunio ¶ Out Hipocrite no no How do you like your other loue Victoria ¶ I like of none but you Fortunio ¶ Tush holde your peace I had as liue you tolde me that it snew Euen now came one out of thy house who bidding thée farewell Triumphed of thy courtesie and said it did excell Victoria ¶ Come hither mayde what haue you done tell me why doe you wéepe Attilia ¶ T' is no matter mistresse you thinke I let in my companions when you are a sléepe ¶ But séeing you haue no better confidence in me Pay me my wages I 'le be gone your seruant no longer will I be Séeing you goe about me so much to disgrace Prouide for your selfe I can haue more wages in another place Victoria ¶ Peace péeuish foole I thinke not so yet let me aske I pray Because to slaunder me you heare what Fortunio doeth say Attilia ¶ I force not what he saith I know my conscience to be cleare Victoria ¶ And so is mine although so stoutly he reproue me heer Fortunio ¶ Then had I neither listning eares to heare nor eyes to sée Sithe they faile not I 'le credite them and giue no héede to thée But trust to it and looke for it thou shalt repent at last That ere thou bleard'st Fortunioes sighte with such a iugling cast Victoria ¶ It booteth not to speake to him he is in such a heate But I durst lay my life Fedele wrought this feate Attilia ¶ It may be so Fortunio ¶ Thy falshood and thy Sorcerie at length I haue perceiu'de But by thy subtile traine no longer will I be deceiu'de Victoria ¶ I said it was Fedeles déede but Crack-stone is too slow To cut him off before this rumors roote beginne to grow Attilia ¶ Mistresse I 'le séeke Crack-stone and haste him to the deede Els I perceiue that very ill your selfe is like to spéede Victoria ¶ Doe so and till I sée Fortunioes angry moode be past T' is best out of his presence to conueighe my selfe in haste Farewell Sir Fortunio thinke as you finde me Exeunt Victo Attilia Fortunio ¶ I will and will reuenge it as farre as you binde me Fye hartlesse wretche slowthfull and that that 's more
all Whome shall we stoppe and what 's the cause that makes you thus to call Fedele ¶ Pedante take thy sworde Fedele and Pedante speake out at a windowe within arise let 's goe into the streéete Some wondrous broyle I doubt there is Pedante ¶ I am so fast wrapt in the vpper shéete That I can not get out I pray you make not such haste Till you thinke that the hottest of the broile be paste Fortunio ¶ Stay Captaine lay no handes on me a Gentleman I am And will not flitte Ottaui. ¶ Woe worth the time that to my house he came Sbirri ¶ Ottauiano what 's the cause of your lamenting crye Let 's knowe hath Sir Fortunio done you any iniurie Enter Fedele and Pedante with weapons Fedele ¶ Come quickely man let 's sée this Pageant ere it take an ende Pedante ¶ He that breaks me of my sléepe is none of my fréende Virginia ¶ Ah wretche that am I alas and halfe vndone Pedante ¶ What strange kinde of broyle is this that is begonne Ottaui. ¶ Is it Fortunio in déede This is thy treacherie Medusa Medusa ¶ Mine alas good Sir you doe me iniurie I graunt that after I had brought my young mistresse to bed Féeling the sléepe shut vp mine eyes and drouping with my head I laide me downe to take my rest and so with haste forgot To locke the doores about the house and how it comes God wot I can not tell but when I fet a nap and wooke againe I heard a bustling in the darke and then did I complaine And cryed aloude to you for helpe whereat immediatly This Gentleman withdrewe him selfe and foorth began to flye Pedante ¶ Master Fedele ¶ What sayst thou Pedante ¶ Your cake is dowe Fedele ¶ It killes me to thinke on it the greater my woe Crack-st ¶ This is lucke nidget with all my heart ¶ I am glad that I haue some body to take my part But oh that my handes were at liberalitie now to strike I would set my Gramariner a lesson to pike Ottaui. ¶ Ah Sir Fortunio vse you thus the man that lou'de you best Take him this villainie shall not be turned to a iest Sbirri ¶ Quiet your selfe Ottauiano sith it is so past The brute will not be called backe so long as life dooth last His punishment makes not your daughter as she was before But giue her vnto him to wife and talke of it no more His liuing is as good as yours make vp the match with speede Ottaui. ¶ Néede hath no lawe I am content if they be bothe agréede Virginia ¶ Alas I neuer knew the man he neuer toucht me yet I loue Fedele and he alone is for Virginia fit Fedele ¶ I 'le take no wife at second hande thankes for your curtesie Let him that hath possest your honor weare the same for me Pedante ¶ In euery Tennis Court in the world false play it is found To take vp the Ball at the second rebound Fortunio ¶ Virginia if that you can be content To like of him that loues you in his heart Giue me your hand and if your minde be bent To marrie me I neuer meane to parte My life and liuing more you can not craue Remaineth yours doe now but aske and haue Virginia ¶ I thanke you Sir in that it pleaseth you to vse me so My promise was nigh graunted to Fedele long ago Fortunio ¶ But he hath now forsaken you Fedele ¶ Virginia you are frée Assure your selfe your marriage neuer shall be staide by me Virginia ¶ Then if you loue I will be yours Fortunio ¶ Shall I haue your good will Ottaui. ¶ You haue Fortunio ¶ I loue you then and meane to loue you still Medusa ¶ Now man and wife Ottauiano hearken vnto me Although this Gallant in Virginiaes chamber you did sée Yet is her honour as it was vnspotted by the same And kept by me which euer had regarde vnto her name Fortunio made his mone and said he lou'de Virginia best Virginia for Fedeles sake could neuer take her rest His minde was on Victoria Virginia light estéemde Now that Virginiaes life and libertie might be redéemde I brought Fortunio to the house when she was fast a sléepe And close this night into her chamber both of vs did créepe I made him to vnbrace him selfe and presently did call For you to come as though some greater matter did befall You came he fled and now is taken in Fedeles sight As though Virginia had dishonoured béene by him this night Which is not so but this was done to bleare the gazers eyes To pleasure him and saue her life this thing did I deuise Pedante ¶ O mischieuous head maister did you heare this geare Such a girle is worth golde in a deare yéere Crack-st. ¶ I Ipse tipse tittle tittle este amen Such a wench is not be found in the world againe I haue heard it often and nowe I do proue That women are suttle wormes for the conuariance of loue Ottaui. ¶ If this be true I ioy Fortunio ¶ Els take my head I came not nigh Virginia although she were in bed Fedele ¶ Fortunio you are quitte with me for when we lay in scowte To watch by faire Victoriaes house who passed in and out It was my man disguisde that issued forth out of the same That for the nonce by me was set to call Victoria by her name He went vnto Attilia with counterfeited loue That by his meanes from fayre Victoria I might you remoue You séeing him and hearing when he came foorth what he said Thought he had bene with her when he had bene but with the maide Whereat you stormde and left the chace of her that lou'de you déere Which is no griefe at all to me that hopes to winne her héere Therefore Victoria now forget Fortunio which is loste And loue Fedele who for you yet neuer spared coste Let fall thy wrath for giue me too that meanes to be thine owne T' is seldome séen but warres haue end whē foes are ouerthrown Victoria ¶ Sith you haue so preuented me and perfect loue proteste I will put vp the iniurie and yours for euer rest Crack-st, ¶ My nose is ioynted I may goe shoe the Gosling now if I will He that eats with the deuil without a long spoone his fare wil be ill What spirits of the Buttry were abroad this night I haue béene so hard harted to mine enemies that I thinke all the Gods of loue ought me a spite I graunt I am none of these fine Criminadoes that can tumble in a Genlewomās lap and rumble in her eare But without vauntage be it spoken I am as góod as the best at the push of a speare I can cut and flash to make mine enemies to bléede And pricke it proudly I tell you when I am surmounted vpon my stéede Sbirri ¶ Mistresse Victoria now I see this onely rests to knowe What shall be done vnto your mayde or shall we let her goe Victoria ¶ Sith with Crack-stone this night you tooke my maide so shorte To prison with her if you please to cut off her resorte Attilia ¶ Good mistresse beare with me I tooke no hurt by him at all But meane to tell you iustly how the matter did befall The Schoolemaister that on Fedele euer dooth attende Promi'ste to marrie me this night my seruile life to ende Upon whose woord from you I fled and staide for him in the stréete Where I against my will with this Crack-stone did méete Crack-st ¶ Bowle to thy biase master Pediculus I pray you take your wife You and I for this matter will not stande at strife Are you rememberde what you said when you constulted with me To come hether in this parrell secretly Pedante ¶ What maister Crack-stone and mistresse Attilia you are welcome to the buttes Crack-st ¶ Welcome with a Knaues name I beshrumpe your guttes Pedante ¶ Why so Sir Crack-st. ¶ Didst not thou tell me that in this parrell mistresse Victoria I should sée This night in the stréete to be compensed of my iniurie Pedante ¶ So you may if you please take your eyes in your hande Turne about Sir and sée where Victoria doth stande And as for Attilia as you brew so bake I am not so base minded your leauings to take Attilia ¶ Why maister Pedante will you serue me so Pedante ¶ I must I perceiue whither I will or no Crack-st. ¶ Drawe Uillaine Sbirri ¶ Soft there Crack-stone be not too rash to proffer fight You and this mayde together in the darke were tane this night The matter is suspitious sith he forsaketh her To take her to your wife no time you should deferre We cannot force her vpon him sith she was tane with you And howsoeuer you cloke it none your méeting can allowe Crack-st ¶ Well sith there is no remorce of conscience to be founde How saist thou Allice tittle tattle art thou content by loue to be bounde
¶ Read good Medusa Pedante ¶ Ah miserable Pedante would I were away I quiuer so fast that I féele no ground T is a company of witches I hould forty pound Victoria ¶ When begin you swéet hart Attilia ¶ Make haste you had néed The day will approche and the night gon with spéed Pedante ¶ A rope on them all they goe a catter-walling I trow Whome they meane to torment I would gladly knowe Medusa ¶ This water and this oyle I haue is coniured as you sée In the name of those Sprites that written on this Image bée Now must I write the name of him whom you so much doo loue Then binde these sprites him to the like affection for to moue I charge you as you meane to purchase fauour in his sight And by the vertue of mine art tell me his name aright ¶ Fortunio Victoria ¶ That 's he that dooth my maister Fedele disgrace Pedante And this is Victoria disguised in place Medusa ¶ Your name vpon the brest his on the forehead must I write Then coniure now it is the stillest time of all the night Victoria ¶ Doe so Medusa ¶ I coniure thée thou waxen Image héere By Venus fruitfull wombe that Cupid bare That in Fortunios name thy force appeare To comfort fayre Victoria ful of care That by the vertue of mine Art thou be In this her gréef a present remedy I coniure thée Fortunio at the length By head eyes eares thy liuer and thy hart Thy Guttes thy vaines flesh blood bones sinewes strength Thy lights thy lungs féet hands and euery parte That presently thy brest be set on fier And all thy bowels boyle with hot desire Look that by night thou take no quiet rest By day thou lothe thy comfortable food Let euery ioy be daggers to thy brest Sée heare and touch naught that may doo thée good Til fancy make thée for a louer méet And throw thée down before Victoriaes féet Look that she neuer passe out of thy minde But paint her heauenly face in euery thought Looue her aboue all Creatures of her kinde Prosper not till by thée her ioyes be wrought But waste as this melts at the candles flame Amen fiat fiat in Cupidoes name Victoria ¶ What haue you doon and is the Spirit come vp that you do call Pedante ¶ The greatest Féend of hell come and take you all Medusa ¶ With oyle of Uirgin waxe I thée annointe And signe and marke thée with the holy Crosse In Venus name I water euery ioynt That looue by thée may neuer suffer losse Victoria ¶ Now haue you doon Medusa ¶ It must be prickt and set in greater heat Then the Spirits bound before it doo the feat Attilia ¶ Make haste Medusa ¶ I Coniure you yée Sprites whose names are on this Image writ And now rehearse you one by one in order as you sit Nettabor Temapttor Vigilator Somniator Astarot Berliche Buffon Amachon Suchon Sustani Asmodeus Pedante ¶ Ottomanus Sophye Turke and the great Cham Robin goodfellowe Hobgoblin the deuill and his dam O vi possono portar in precipitio Medusa ¶ I coniure you you foule infernall knot of baser Sprites By the moste Mighty power and force of that great God of looue Bothe by the Bowe and dreadfull dint of all his feathered Flights And by his wingges and by the smoake of loouers scalding sighes And by the smart and sorowe that this troubled dame dooth prooue By all the Planets that our hartes to hate or liking mooue By the desires of her that hath Victoria vnto name By Venus Fillet and the goulden pleasures of her game Breake loose I say and trudge with hasty foot out of your denne Hunt and pursue besturre your selues to seek Fortunio out Forsake with spéed the stincking fogge of that your vgly fenne Possesse and chace him sée that you returne no more again Till you have brught him down and humbled him if he be stout Driue him with your tormenting gnawe the Citie round about Goe make his bed of Thistles and his seat of pricking thorne Untill you bring him hether vnto her that is forlorne Victoria ¶ Haue you doon Medusa Medusa ¶ Now must I stick a néedle in his hart And prick him with the point before we parte Attilia ¶ I pray you prick him well Medusa ¶ If that I strike the néedle through the gentleman will dye Victoria ¶ Then spare him good Medusa touch him tenderly Heer they throw their candles into the Tombe where Crack-stone lyeth Medusa ¶ Now haue I doon follow and throw your Tapers out of hand Into this Tombe that as you sée hard by vs héer dooth stand Set fier vnto their féet and toast the corses of the dead That long haue slept within this place since they were buried Victoria ¶ But will this make him come and then submit him selfe to mée Medusa ¶ Mistres it wil and you th' euent therof shall shortly sée Crack-stone riseth out of the Tombe with one candel in his mouth and in eche hand one The women and Pedante sly crying the deuil the deuil The women let fall the Image and Crack-stone taketh it vp ¶ All is mine ho ho ho All is mine Crack-stone Diuils were smocks in this latter time Such sights as among the bones of the dead in this Tombe I haue séen Would haue made any man but my selfe out of his wittes to haue béen Good Lord once me thought I saw my Grandam trot round about me in her gray peticote and her red cap Neuer since I was borne was I taken in such a trap Another time me thought I saw the soules of all them that died for loue Cry out vpon Lady Uengeance one that was such a fair woman as nothing could moue Little Cuprit him selfe in the bottome of hell Curst fayer Lady Pilcher for burning his skin with a Lamprell This coniugation put me in a terrible feare If it had continued longer Termagant Rawhead Roste-meat and Eatbread and all the armies of Deuils had béen héer What 's this somwhat I perceaue they haue let fall for haste An Image in waxe very pretely caste Fortunio is written in the forhead of the same And iumpe vpon his belly Victoriaes name This falleth out very well for me I 'le sende this to Fedele that he and Fortunio the same may se This will make them to hate her wonderfully Then shall I haue her in spight of the pye What haue we here a néedle in his heart And names of Augrem writte round about it with Margaris arte Nettabor Temptator Vigilator and Buffon They come they come they come t is time to be gone Run away Actus secunda Sena tertia Enter victoria and Attilia Victoria ¶ In such a feare at rising of the spirites wée all were cast That being scarde we lost our way and Image too at last I maruell where Medusa is Attilia ¶ Shée tooke her to her héeles And time I trowe for all the world me thought did rūne on whéeles Victoria ¶ Sith
Yet vnreuenged why did I stay my hand Why did I not her faithlesse body gore Whiles in my power before me she did stand Why did I not for to fulfill my vowe Doe that which none would couer nor allowe Her treason makes my raging thoughts to swell Beyonde the boundes of all humanitie Her falshoode driues the Furies out of hell To practise straunge and extreame crueltie Yet neither rancoures force nor ougly fiende Hath scourge ynough for such a double friende But yet before reuenge my furie take I 'le offer seruice to Virginia Least euery dame here after me forsake When it is knowen how I vsed Victoria Good lucke Medusa héer me thinkes I sée A cunning broker very fit for mée Actus quarta Scena quarta Enter Medusa with a Pedlers Basket vnder her arme to Fortunio Medusa ¶ My toyle so great rewarde so small that euery man dooth giue Hath made me weary of my trade vncertaine how to liue Fortunio ¶ Well met Medusa whether goest thou with thy Packe so late Medusa ¶ I was abroade to sell my wares at euery Ladies gate But being ouertaken thus by night I hie me home Till Fortune send a better market for the worlde is done Fortunio ¶ What hast thou solde Medusa ¶ Nothing but wordes Fortunio ¶ What hast thou got Medusa Nothing but winde Fortunio ¶ That market thou mighst well haue kept and yet haue left thy Packe behinde Medusa ¶ Not so for by the carriage that within my prettie Packe I haue I enter in those Ladies chambers that I finde both fine and braue And vnder colour of the trifles I beare about to sell I pleade for such as you good Syr that féele by loue the force of hell Fortunio ¶ What hast thou there Medusa ¶ Calles Gorgets Heares Powders to make a Ball Vallentia Gloues and Venice Rolles to rubbe the téeth withall Laces Purses Rings Buskes Wyers and Glasses fine Bracelettes Perfumes Stilled waters Sops in wine Pinnes Bodkins Staies and other kinde of stuffe No more but tell me what you lacke and you shall haue ynough A thousand knackes I haue to vtter which I must be slow Because they are so secret as becomes not you to knowe Fortunio ¶ Neither am I importunate to wring it out of thée Yet must I craue thée now to showe thy selfe a friend to mée Medusa ¶ Wherein Fortunio ¶ Euen in the loue that I to faire Virginia beare Medusa ¶ I doubte it is too harde a taske she loues Fedele so That she by no meanes can be wonne Fedele to forgo Fortunio ¶ Yet doe thy best to moue my sute Medusa ¶ The best I can I will And ransacke euery corner of my wittes to shewe my skill Either it must be done by crafte or Magicke which you please Fortunio ¶ By Crafte or Magicke which you liste so I may purchase ease Medusa ¶ Sir first by deceit I 'le trie how I can bring the same about If shiftes doe faile Enchaunted herbes shall put you out of doubt I will vnto her lodging straight and stay your comming there Within an houre or halfe to followe sée you doe not feare I 'le tell her that I meane to bring Fedele to her bed When lightes are out and sléepe is crept into her fathers head When you are in and halfe vnbraste a tumult will I make And call her father vp you in her chamber there to take You know age will suspect the worst and when he sées you so Will force you then to marrie her whether shée will or no Besides when that the brute heer of is blowen in euery place Fedele and all other suters will forsake the chace Loe thus by subtiltie you shall possesse the dame you crau'de And yet by me when all is tolde her honour shall be sau'de Fortunio ¶ This is as well as can be wishte depart I pray thée straight Medusa ¶ I goe forget not you to come Exit Actus quarta Scena quinta Enter Fedele with Pedante and with them two Watch-men with Billes Fortunio ¶ Upon thée will I waighte Sée where Fedele comes because he shall not me suspecte I will auoyde the stréetes a while that nothing me detecte Exit Fedele ¶ And is it so Pedante Pedante ¶ It is as I tell ye Attilia tolde me that her mistresse had made a request To Crack-stone to sheathe his sworde in your brest Besides I goe as you knowe disguised to the house for an other intent I sawe him come thence bragging what he would doe in the stréetes as he went Fedele ¶ Alas poore soule I know he dare scarce looke a flye in the face But séest thou this I will prouide my Captaine to disgrace Come on my friendes goe you and set this net at the Lanes end For when he comes my sworde vpon this Gallant will I bend And crye aloude arme arme as though our enemies had the wall He hearing this will take his héeles and let his anger fall We will pursue him so that we will driue him to the net When he is in pull you the cordes for that same purpose set And make him fast then will we leade him hampred in the same With mirth and glée about the towne to put him to the shame Goe set it vp Watchmē ¶ We will Pedante ¶ Ah Sirra I perceiue we shall goe a batfowling this night I would the Captaine would come that of this pretie sport I might haue a sight Fedele ¶ Whiste not a worde for he is at hande Come let vs both priuily in ambush stande Actus quarta Scena sexta Enter Captaine Crack-stone armed like a Champion Crack-st. ¶ Now shall my valerositie appeare vnto all How I can kill men and serue a woman at her call My greatest griefe is that in dooing this feate I am sure my honour will not be so greate As when I giue a charger to my foes in the open féelde Or put Citties into sackes and make thousandes to yéelde To bring Fedele to the Counter is but to fight with a flie There is neither praise pride nor prouidence in the victorie Therefore take héede Crack-stone what you doe You hazarde your good name your honour standes on tip toe To kill a Gentlemā that neuer ought me malice is more thē crueltie And to kill him for a woman will bring me vtterly to infancie Shall I kill him then peraduenture yea shall I let him go Peraduenture I may peraduenture no Oh single deuise here is a braine I beléeue Able to shoote birdboltes of inuentiōs from my head into my sléeue I will make a great noyse before Victoriaes doore in the stréete As though at this present with Fedele I did méete Then will I runne to her house amayne And make her beléeue that Fedele is slayne Then before that she heare any newes of his life I 'le haue her to the Priest and make her my wife Haue euen at it as well as I can Fight with the Ayre Ah Uillaines thus many of you set vpon a
naked man Drawe on my good fellowes and spare not strike home Ah cowardly Dastardes so sone be you gone Fedele ¶ Arme Arme Arme Pedante ¶ Kill kill kill Fedele ¶ Downe with Crack-stone Pedante ¶ Giue me a Bill Heere Crack-stone runnes into the net Fedele after him leauing Pedante on the stage Fedele ¶ Followe followe Crack-st. ¶ Out alas where am I now Pedante ¶ Faste ynough by this time I trow Is this my lusty kill Cow that will eate vp so many men at a bit And when he deales with a shadowe will not stand to it Enter Fedele and two or three other leading Crack-stone in the net singing BE still my mates that keepe the gates When euery watch is set Your lucke is naught your freendes haue caught Your Captaine in a net Heigh ho Crack-stone heigh ho Crack-stone A Nodie a Nodie a Nodie we haue Heigh hoe Crack-stone lustie and braue Now souldiers all forsake the wall Your foes haue got the towne Manhood is fled God Mars is dead Your Captaine is a clowne Heigh ho Crack-stone Heigh ho Crack-stone A Nodie a Nodie a Nodie we haue Heigh ho Crack-stone lusty and braue Victoria out at her windowe Attilia come hither streight some sturre is in the stréete Me thinkes I heare the noise of men and trampling of their féete Fedele ¶ Ah Sir you meant to kill me you to please Victoria But now I trust to make of thée a poore Crack-stone if I may Crack-st ¶ If that victorious Prince of battaile god Marche-beere had not bene a sléepe I had made you euery one into corners to créepe T' is the Fortune of warre lucke runnes not euer to one side Therefore I am content the prickatorie to abide I am not strong Sampier to breake out of your hands But oh that some little hōgry Mouse would gnaw a sunder my bāds I would giue you such a frezado or cāuazado take which you please As should be small to your comfort and little to your ease Pedante ¶ Oh what this Captaine would do if he were out of his skin Till his courage be cooler I pray you holde him in Attilia ¶ Mistresse I can not tell what is best to be saide Once more I perceiue you are betraide I sée that Fedele and his friendes haue your Champion beset And now both to his shame and yours he is caught in a net Victoria ¶ Art thou sure that it is so Attilia ¶ Haue an eye to the ende Fedele ¶ Now let vs shew him to Victoria his dearest friend Here they bring him singing vnto Victor windowe Pedante ¶ Then let him be led through euery stréete in the towne That euery crackrope may throw rottē egs at the clown Fedele ¶ Hoe Victoria if be awake rise looke out I pray Crack-st. ¶ The hunt is vp And fooles be fledg'de before the perfect day Shrinke in looke out againe Victoria ¶ Who calles Fedele ¶ Fedele Sée the Champion whome you set to murder me This déed throughout the Cittie shortly shall dishonour thée Victoria ¶ Out I defie him Fedele ¶ What sayest thou Attilia Attilia ¶ He is a knaue I denie him Crack-st ¶ Thou art a Drabbe and a Queane if my name be Crack-stone you say I was requested to this both by thée and Victoria Attilia ¶ By my mistresse and me good man Coward doe you know what Take that Sir your face was not washte yester day Emptie a chāber pot on his head Crack-st ¶ A rope on all whores will you drinke any Ale I thinke she crownde me with a potle of stale This drinke was ill brued and might haue bene sparde The very graines of the Malte stickes fast to my bearde Pedante ¶ You will tell me more anon when euery maide in this towne Hath emptied her almes box on the top of your crowne Crack-st ¶ Alas good maister Fedele as you are a Gentleman no farther let me go I shall be chok'te with this dole if you handle me so Consider I am a man subiect to the same pressing-yron of the minde that other mē are For the loue of a woman ouerwhelmed with care I confesse I am as you are flesh blood and loued Victoria so well That I could haue bin content for her sake to haue gone quicke to hell Therefore forgiue me and if I take not your part and be reuenged vpon her before I doe reste Set the gun-shot of tyrannie to the bulwarkes of my breste Cut off my Rammes hornes and breake into the belfrie And blesse the cursed dayes of my virginitie Pedante ¶ He rowles in his Retorike as an Ape in his tayle Wynde and tide at commaundement he flyes with full sayle Fedele ¶ So that thou séeke all meanes thou canst Victoria to deface And blaze her in eache company and strike her in disgrace I let thée goe Let him out of the net Crack-st ¶ Unhoode me I pray I am as wearie of my cariage as a Dogge of his day Pedante ¶ Slacke the cordes there my masters giue him sea-roome in haste Close ayre is not holsome for Gallants to taste Crack-st ¶ Now I beginne to féele my heart by little little rise out of my hose Yet the sente of this water is still in my nose I thinke I am the perplexionablest man that liues at this day For I would faine be reuenged of Victoria and I know not which way Pedante ¶ Follow my counsell and be ruled by mée Then shalt thou sée Captaine what I 'le doe for thée I 'le teache thée a way to crye quittance with her before it be long And make her recant her chatering at window with an other song Crack-st ¶ Gramercy Pediculus thou art the comfortablest fellowe that euer I did sée I thinke thou wast borne vnder some merry Planet in the time of diuersitie Fedele ¶ Now sith Victoriaes name is like for euer to be lost Further reuenge I will not séeke as I to her did boste Because that as my selfe vniustly seru'd Virginia So am I now iustly requited by Victoria Therefore Pedante goe and pardon of Virginia craue And tell her that I will be hers Pedante ¶ That 's it she would haue But I beséech you Sir tarry till the day be light I am loth to goe stumbling in the stréetes this night Fedele ¶ Then till the morning let it rest but early sée thou rise And doe my message in the méekest sort thou canst deuise Meane whyle wée 'le home and take a sléepe Exit with them that helde the net for I am ouer-watcht Pedante ¶ Uery well Sir beare you the net after I haue some businesse with the Captaine to be dispatcht Now maister Captaine come with me for as soone as my maister to bed I haue brought You shall sée what a thing for you I haue wrought And because you haue determined on Victoria to reuenge your wrōg It must be done this night or neuer time doe not prolong As her flatterie this night bring did you in bandes So