be Lys As Mask can be Strat. Yes they must commend their King and speak in praise of the Assembly bless the Bride and Bridegroom in person of some God th' are tyed to rules of flattery Cle. See good my Lord who is return'd Lys Noble Melantius Enter Melantius The Land by me welcomes thy vertues home to Rhodes thou that with blood abroad buyest us our peace the breath of Kings is like the breath of Gods My brother wisht thee here and thou art here he will be too kind and weary thee with often welcomes but the time doth give thee a welcome above this or all the worlds Mel. My Lord my thanks but thâ—â— scratcht limbs of mine have spoke my love and truth unto my friends more than my tongue ere could my mind 's the same it ever was to you where I find worth I love the keeper till he let it go And then I follow it Diph. Hail worthy brother He that rejoyces not at your return In safety is mine enemy for ever Mel. I thank thee Diphilus but thou art faulty I sent for thee to exercise thine armes With me at Patria thou cam'st not Diphilus 'T was ill Diph. My noble brother my excuse Is my King 's strict command which you my Lord Can witness with me Lys 'T is true Melantius He might not come till the solemnity Of this great match were past Diph. Have you heard of it Mel. Yes I have given cause to those that Envy my deeds abroad to call me gamesome I have no other business here at Rhodes Lys We have a Mask to night And you must tread a Soldiers measure Mel. These soft and silken wars are not for me The Musick must be shrill and all confus'd That stirs my blood and then I dance with armes But is Amintor Wed Diph. This day Mel. All joyes upon him for he is my friend Wonder not that I call a man so young my friend His worth is great valiant he is and temperate And one that never thinks his life his own If his friend need it when he was a boy As oft as I return'd as without boast I brought home conquest he would gaze upon me And view me round to find in what one limb The vertue lay to do those things he heard Then would he wish to see my Sword and feel The quickness of the edge and in his hand Weigh it he oft would make me smile at this His youth did promise much and his ripe years Will see it all perform'd Enter Aspatia passing by Melan. Hail Maid and Wife Thou fair Aspatia may the holy knot That thou hast tyed to day last till the hand Of age undo 't may'st thou bring a race Unto Amintor that may fill the world Successively with Souldiers Asp My hard fortunes Deserve not scorn for I was never proud When they were good Mel. How 's this Exit Aspatia Lys You are mistaken for she is not married Mel. You said Amintor was Diph. 'T is true but Mel. Pardon me I did receive Letters at Patria from my Amintor That he should marry her Diph. And so it stood In all opinion long but your arrival Made me imagine you had heard the change Mel. Who hath he taken then Lys A Lady Sir That bears the light above her and strikes dead With flashes of her eye the fair Evadne your vertuous Sister Mel. Peace of heart betwixt them but this is strange Lys The King my brother did it To honour you and these solemnities Are at his charge Mel. 'T is Royal like himself But I am sad my speech bears so unfortunate a sound â—o beautiful Aspatia there is rage â—id in her fathers breast Calianax Bent long against me and he should not think If I could call it back that I would take So bâ—â—e revenges as to scorn the state Of his neglected daughter holds he still his greatness with the King Lys Yes but â—â—is Lady Walks discontented with her watry eyes Bent on the earth the unfrequented woods Are her delight and when she sees a bank Stuck full of flowers she with a sigh will tell Her servants what a pretty place it were To bury lovers in and make her maids Pluck 'em and strow her over like a Corse She carries with her an infectious grief That strikes all her beholders she will sing The mournful'st things that ever ear hath heard And sigh and sing again and when the rest Of our young Ladies in their wanton blood Tell mirthful tales in course that fill the room With laughter she will with so sad a look Bring forth a story of the silent death Of some forsaken Virgin which her grief Will put in such a phrase that ere she end She 'l send them weeping one by one away Mel. She has a brother under my command Like her a face as womanish as hers But with a spirit that hath much out-grown The number of his years Enter Amintor Cle. My Lord the Bridegroom Mel. I might run fiercely not more hastily Upon my foe I love thee well Amintor My mouth is much too narrow for my heart I joy to look upon those eyes of thine Thou art my friend but my disorder'd speech cuts off my love Amin. Thou art Melantius All love is spoke in that a sacrifice To thank the gods Melantius is return'd In safety victory sits on his sword As she was wont may she build there and dwell And may thy Armour be as it hath been Only thy valour and thy innocence What endless treasures would our enemies give That I might hold thee still thus Mel. I am but poor in words but credit me young man Thy Mother could no more but weep for joy to see thee After long absence all the wounds I have Fetch not so much away nor all the cryes Of Widowed Mothers but this is peace And what was War Amin. Pardon thou holy God Of Marriage bed and frown not I am forc't In answer of such noble tears as those To weep upon my Wedding day Mel. I fear thou art grown too sick for I hear A Lady mourns for thee men say to death Forsaken of thee on what terms I know not Amin. She had my promise but the King forbad it And made me make this worthy change thy Sister Accompanied with graces above her With whom I long to lose my lusty youth And grow old in her arms Mel. Be prosperous Enter Messenger Messen My Lord the Maskers rage for you Lys We are gone Cleon Sâ—rato Diphilus Amin. Wee 'l all attend you we shall trouble you With our solemnities Mel. Not so Amintor But if you laugh at my rude carriage In peace I 'le do as much for you in War When you come thither yet I have a Mistress To bring to your delights rough though I am I have a Mistress and she has a heart She saies but trust me it is stone no better There is no place that I can challenge in 't But you stand still and here
't Tigr. Doe What Sir I reach you not Arb. It shall not serve your turn Prince Tigr. Serve my turn Sir Arb. I Sit it shall not serve your turn Tigr. Be plainer good Sir Arb. This woman shall carry no more letters back to your Love Paâ—thea by Heaven she shall not I say she shall not Mar. This would make a Saint swear like a souldier Tigr. This beats me more King than the blowâ— you gave me Arb. Take 'em away both and together let them prisoners be strictly and closely kept or Sirra your life shall answeâ— it and let no body speak with 'em hereafter Tigr. Well I am subject to you And must indure these passions This is the imprisonment I have look'd for always And the dearer place I would choose Exeunt Tigr. Spa. Bac Mar. Sir you have done well now Arb. Dare you reprove it Mar. No. Arb. You must be crossing me Mar. I have no letters Sir to anger you But a dry sonnet of my Corporals To an old Suttlers wife and that I 'll burn Sir 'T is like to prove a fine age for the Ignorant Arb. How darst thou so often forfeit thy life Thou know'st 't is in my power to take it Mar. Yes and I know you wo'not or if you doe you 'll miss it quickly Arb. Why Mar. Who shall tell you of these childish sollies When I am dead who shall put to his power To draw those vertues out of a flood of humors When they are drown'd and make 'em shine again No cut my head off Then you may talk and be believed and grow worse And have your too self glorious temper rot Into a deep sleep and the Kingdom with you Till forraign swords be in your throats and slaughter Be every where about you like your slatterers Do kill me Arb. Prethee be tamer good Mardonius Thou know'st I love thee nay I honour thee Believe it good old Souldier I am thine But I am rack'd clean from my self bear with me Woot thou bear with me my Mardonius Enter Gobrias Mar. There comes a good man love him too he 's temperate You may live to have need of such a vertue Rage is not still in fashion Arb. Welcome good Gobrias Gob. My service and this letter to your Grace Arb. From whom Gob. From the rich Mine of vertue and beauty Your mournfull Sister Arb. She is in prison Gobrias is she not Gob. She is Sir till your pleasure to enlarge her Which on my knees I beg Oh 't is not fit That all the sweetness of the world in one The youth and vertue that would tame wild Tygers And wilder people that have known no manners Should live thus cloistred up for your loves sake If there be any in that noble heart To her a wretched Lady and forlorn Or for her love to you which is as much As nature and obedience ever gave Have pity on her beauties Arb. Pray thee stand up 'T is true she is too fair And all these commendations but her own Would thou had'st never so commended her Or I nere liv'd to have heard it Gobrias If thou but know'st the wrong her beautie does her Thou wouldst in pity of her be a lyar Thy ignorance has drawn me wretched man Whither my self nor thou canst well tell O my fate I think she loves me but I fear another Is deeper in her heart How thinkst thou Gobrias Gob. I do beseech your Grace believe it not For let me perish if it be not false Good Sir read her Letter Mar. This Love or what a devil it is I know not begets more mischief than a Wake I had rather be well beaten starv'd or lowsie than live within the Air on 't He that had seen this brave fellow Charge through a grove of Pikes â—ut t'other day and look upon him now will ne'r believe â—is eyes again if he continue thus but two days more a Taylor may beat him with one hand tied behind him Arb. Alas she would be at liberty And there bo a thousand reasons Gobrias Thousands that will deny 't Which if she knew she would contentedly Be where she is and bless her vertues for it And me though she were closer she would Gobrias Good man indeed she would Gob. Then good Sir for her satisfaction Send for her and with reason make her know Why she must live thus from you Arb. I will go bring her to me Exeunt all Enter Bessus and two Sword-men and a Boy Bes Y' are very welcome both some stools boy And reach a Table Gentlemen o' th' Sword Pray sit without more complement be gone child I have been curious in the searching of you Because I understand you wise and valiant persons 1 We understand our selves Sir Bes Nay Gentlemen and dear friends o' th' Sword No complement I pray but to the cause I hang upon which in few is my honour 2 You cannot hang too much Sir for your honour But to your cause Bes Be wise and speak truth my first doubt is My beating by my Prince 1 Stay there a little Sir do you doubt a beating Or have you had a beating by your Prince Bes Gentlemen o' th' Sword my Prince has beaten me 2 Brother what think you of this case 1 If he has beaten him the case is clear 2 If he have beaten him I grant the case But how we cannot be too subtil in this business I say but how Bes Even with his Royal hand 1 Was it a blow of love or indignation Bes 'T was twenty blows of indignation Gentlemen Besides two blows o' th' face 2 Those blows o' th' face have made a new cause on 't The rest were but an horrible rudeness 1 Two blows o' th' face and given by a worse man I must confess as the Sword-men say had turn'd the business Mark me brother by a worse man but being by his Prince had they been ten and those ten drawn teeth besides the hazard of his nose for ever all this had been but favours this is my flat opinion which I 'le die in 2 The King may do much Captain believe it for had he crackt your Scull through like a bottle or broke a Rib or two with tossing of you yet you had lost no honour This is strange you may imagine but this is truth now Captain Bes I will be glad to embrace it Gentlemen But how far may he strike me 1 There is another a new cause rising from the time and distance in which I will deliver my opinion he may strike beat or cause to be beaten for these are natural to man your Prince I say may beat you so far forth as his dominion reacheth that 's for the distance the time ten miles a day I take it 2 Brother you err 't is fifteen miles a day His stage is ten his beatings are fifteen Bes 'T is the longest but we subjects must 1 Be subject to it you are wise and vertuous Bes Obedience ever makes that noble use on
How to avoid this Mate and win the Game too H 'as noble eyes ye dare not friend me so far Lean. I dare do any thing that 's in mans power Lady To be a friend to such a noble beauty Am. This is no Lawyers language I pray ye tell me Whither may I remove Ye see I am set round To avoid my husband Lean. I shall tell ye happily But happily you will not be instructed Am. Yes and thank ye too shall I move this man Lean. Those are unseemly move one can serve ye Can honour ye can love ye Am. 'Pray ye tell quickly He will return and then Lean. I 'le tell ye instantly Move me and I will move any way to serve ye Move your heart this way Lady Am. How Lean. 'Pray ye hear me Behold the sport of love when he is imperious Behold the slave of love Am. Move my Queen this way Sure he 's some worthy man then if he hedge mâ— Or here to open him Lean. Do but behold me If there be pity in you do but view me But view the misery I have undertaken For you the povertie Am. He will come presently Now play your best Sir though I lose this Rook here Yet I get libertie Lean. I 'le selfe your fair hand And warm it with a hundred hundred kisses The God of love warm your desires but equal That shall play my game now Am. What do you mean Sir Why do you stop me Lean. That ye may intend me The time has blest us both love bids us use it I am a Gentleman nobly descended Young to invite your love rich to maintain it I bring a whole heart to ye thus I give it And to those burning altars thus I offer And thus divine lips where perpetual Spring grows Am. Take that ye are too saucy Lean. How proud Lady Strike my deserts Am. I was to blame Enter Bartolus Bar. What wise there Heaven keep my house from thieves Lean. I am wretched Opened discovered lost to my wishes I shall be whooted at Bar. What noise was this wise Why dost thou smile Lean. This proud thing will betray me Bar. Why these lie here what angry dear Am. No Sir Only a chance your pupil said he plaid well And so indeed he do's he undertook for ye Because I would not sit so long time idle I made my liberty avoided your mate And he again as cunningly endangered me Indeed he put me strangely to it When presently Hearing you come having broke his ambush too Having the second time brought off my Queen fair I rose o' th' sudden smilingly to shew ye My apron caught the Chesse-board and the men And there the noise was Bar. Thou art grown a Master For all this I shall beat ye Lean. Or I Lawyer For now I love her more 't was a neat answer And by it hangs a mighty hope I thank her She gave my pate a sound knock that it rings yet But you shall have a sounder if I live lawyer My heart akes yet I would not be in that fear Bar. I am glad ye are a gamester Sir sometimes For recreation we two shall fight hard at it Am. He will prove too hard for me Lean. I hope he shall do But your Chess board is too hard for my head line that good Lady Bar. I have been attoning two most wrangling neighbours They had no mony therefore I made even Come let 's go in and eat truly I am hungry Lean. I have eaten already I must intreat your pardon â—ar Do as ye please we shall expect ye at supper He has got a little heart now it seems handsomly Am. You 'l get no little head if I do not look to ye Lean. If ever I do catch thee again thou vanity Am. I was to blame to be so rash I am sorry Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Don Henrique Violante Ascanio Hen. HEar but my reasons Viol. O my patience hear ' em Can cunning falshood colour an excuse With an seeming shape of borrowed truth Exteâ—nuate this wofull wrong not error Hen. You gave consent that to defeat my brother I should take any course Vio. But not to make The 〈◊〉 more loathsom than the soul disease Was 't not enough you took me to your bed Tâ—â—'d with loose dalliance and with emptie veins All those abilities spent before and wasted That could conâ—â— the name of mother on me But that to perfect my account of sorrow For my long baâ—â—neness you must heighten it By shewing to my face that you were fruitfull Hug'd in the base embraces of another If Solitude that dwelt beneath my roof And want of children was a torment to me What end of my vextion to behold A bastard to upbraid me with my wants And hear the name of father paid to ye Yet know my self no mother What can I say Hen. Shall I confess my fault and ask your pardon Will that content ye Vio. If it could make void What is confirm'd in Court no no Don Henrique You shall know that I find my self abus'd And adde to that I have a womans anger And while I look upon this Balilisk Whose envious eyes have blasted all my comforts Rest confident I 'le study my dark ends And not your pleasures Asc Noble Lady hear me Not as my Fathers son but as your servant Vouchsafe to hear me for such in my duty I ever will appear and far be it from My poor ambition ever to look on you But with that reverence which a slave stands bound To pay a worthy Mistris I have heard That Dames of highest place nay Queens themselves Disdain not to be serv'd by such as are Of meanest Birth and I shall be most happie To be emploâ—'d when you please to command me Even in the counsell office as your Page I can wait on your trencher fill your wine Carry your pantosles and be sometimes bless'd In all humilitie to touch your feet Or if that you esteem that too much grace I can run by your Coach observe your looks And hope to gain a fortune by my service With your good savour which now as a Son I date not challenge Vâ—â— As a Son Asâ— Forgive me I will forget the name let it be death For me to call you Mother Vio. Still upbraided Hen. No way left to appease you Vio. None now hear me Hear what I vow before the face of Heaven And if I break it all plagues in this life And those that after death are fear'd fall on me While that this Bastard staies under my roof Look for no peace at home for I renounce All Offices of a wife Hen. What am I faln to Vio. I will not eat nor sleep with you and those 〈◊〉 Which I should spend in prayers for your health Shall be emploi'd in Curses Hen. Terrible Vio. All the day long I 'le be as tedious to you As lingring fevers and I 'le watch the nights To ring aloud your shame and
grave unpitied Assist Who would believe Such rage could be in woman Viol. For this fellow He is not worth my knowledge Jam. Let him live then Since you esteem him innocent Viol. No Jamy He shall make up the mess now strike together And let them fall so Assist Unheard of crueltie I can endure no longer seise on her Viol. Am I betrai'd Is this thy faith Jamy Jam. Could your desires Challenge performance of a deed so horrid Or though that you had sold your self to hell I should make up the bargain Live dear Brother Live long and happy I forgive you freely To have done you this service is to me A fair Inheritance and how e're harsh language Call'd on by your rough usage pass'd my lips In my heart I ever lov'd you all my labours Were but to shew how much your love was cozen'd When it beheld it self in this false Glass That did abuse you and I am so far From envying young Ascanio his good fortune That if your State were mine I would adopt him These are the Murtherers my noble friends Which to make trial of her bloudy purpose â—won to come disguis'd thus Hen. I am too full Of grief and shame to speak but what I 'le doe â—â—all to the world proclaim my penitence â—â—d howsoever I have liv'd I 'le die â— much chang'd man Jam. Were it but possible You could make satisfaction to this woman â—â—r joyes were perfect Hen. That 's my only comfort That it is in my power I ne're was married To this bad woman though I doted on her But daily did defer it still expecting When grief would kill Jacintha Assist All is come out And finds a fair success take her Don Henrique And once again embrace your Son Hen. Most gladly Assist Your Brother hath deserv'd all Hen. And shall share The moitie of my State Assist I have heard advocate What an ill Instrument you have been to him From this time strengthen him with honesâ— counsels As you 'le deserve my pardon Bar. I 'le change my Copy But I am punish'd for I fear I have had A smart blow though unseen Assist Curate and Sexton I have heard of you too let me hear no more And what 's past is forgotten For this woman Though her intent were bloody yet our Law Calls it not death yet that her punishment May deter others from such bad attempts The dowry she brought with her shall be emploi'd To build a Nunnery where she shall spend The remnant of her life Viol. Since I have miss'd my ends I scorn what can fall on me Assist The strict discipline Of the Church will teach you better thoughts And Signiors You that are Batchelours if you ever marry In Bartolus you may behold the issue Of Covetousness and Jealousie and of dotage And falshood in Don Henrique keep a mean then For be assur'd that weak man meets all ill That gives himself up to a womans will Exeunt Prologue TO tell ye Gentlemen we have a Play A new one too and that 't is launch'd to day The Name ye know that 's nothing to my Story To tell ye 't is familiar void of Glory Of State of Bitterness of wit you 'll say For that is now held wit that tends that way Which we avoid To tell ye too 't is merry And meant to make ye pleasant and not weary The Stream that guides ye easie to attend To tell ye that 't is good is to no end If you believe not Nay to goe thus far To swear it if you swear against is war To assure you any thing unless you see And so conceive is vanity in me Therefore I leave it to it self and pray Like a good Bark it may work out to day And stem all doubts 't was built for such a proof And we hope highly if she lye aloof For her own vantage to give wind at will Why let her work only be you but still And sweet opinion'd and we are bound to say You are worthy Judges and you crown the Play Epilogue THE Play is done yet our Suit never ends Still when you part you would still part our friends Our noblest friends if ought have faln amiss O let it be sufficient that it is And you have pardon'd it In Buildings great All the whole Body cannot be so neat But something may be mended Those are fair And worthy love that may destroy but spare WIT WITHOUT MONEY A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Valentine a Gallant that will not be perswaded to keep his Estate Francisco his younger Brother Master Lovegood their Vncle A Merchant Friend to Master Lovegood companions of Valentine and Sutors to the Widow Fountain Bellamore Hairbrain Lance a Falkner and an ancient servant to Valentines Father Shorthose the Clown and servant to the Widow Roger Ralph and Humphrey three servants to the Widow Three Servants Musicians Lady Hartwel a Widow Isabel her Sister Luce a waiting Gentlewoman to the Widow Actus primus Scena prima Enter Uncle and Merchant Merc. WHen saw you Valentine Vncle Not since the Horse-race he 's taken up with those that woo the Widow Mer. How can he live by snatches from such people he bore a worthy mind Vncle Alas he 's sunk his means are gone he wants and which is worse Takes a delight in doing so Mer. That 's strange Vnc. Runs Lamatick if you but talk of states he cannot be brought now he has spent his own to think there 's inheritance or means but all a common riches all men bound to be his Bailiffs Mer. This is something dangerous Vncle No Gentleman that has estate to use it in keeping house or followers for those wayes he cries against for Eating sins dull Surfeits cramming of Serving men mustering of Beggars maintaining Hospitals for Kites and Cuâ—s grounding their fat faiths upon old Country proverbs God bless the Founders these he would have ventured into to more manly uses Wit and carriage and never thinks of state or means the ground-works holding it monstrous men should feed their bodies and starve their understandings Mer. That 's most certain Vncle Yes if he could stay there Mer. Why let him marry and that way rise again Vncle It 's most impossible he will not look with any handsomeness upon a Woman Mer. Is he so strange to Women Vncle I know not what it is a foolish glory he has goe I know not where to balk those benefits and yet he wil converse and flatter 'em make 'em or fair or soul â—â—gged or smooth as his impression serves for he affirms they are only lumps and undigested pieces lickt over to a form by our affections and then they show The Lovers let 'em pass Enter Fountain Bellamore Hairbrain Mer. He might be one he carries as much promise they are wondrous merry Vncle O their hopes are high Sir Fount Is Valentine come to Town Bella. Last night I heard Fount We miss him monstrously in our directions for this Widow is as
my heart unto her Si. If ye love her Mem. Nay understand me my heart taken from me Out of my Body man and so brought to her How lik'st thou that brave offer there 's the love I told thee of and after death the living She must in justice come Boy ha Si. Your heart Sir Mem. I so by all means Siphax Si. He loves roast well That cats the Spit Mem. And since thou art come thus fitly I 'll do it presently and thou shalt carry it For thou canst tell a story and describe it And I conjure thee Siphax by thy gentry Next by the glorious Battels we have fought in By all the dangers wounds heats colds distresses Thy love next and obedience nay thy life Si. But one thing first Sir if she pleas'd to grant it Could ye not love her here and live consider Mem. Ha Yes I think I could Si. 'T would be far nearer Besides the sweets here would induce the last love And link it in Mem. Thou sayest right but our ranks here And bloods are bars between us she must stand off too As I perceive she does Si. Desert and Duty Makes even all Sir Mem. Then the King though I Have merited as much as man can must not let her So many Princes covetous of her beauty I wou'd with all my heart but 't is impossible Si. Why say she many after Mem. No she dares not The gods dare not do ill come Si. Do you mean it Mem. Lend me thy knife and help me off Si. For heaven sake Be not so stupid mad dear General Mem. Dispatch I say Si. As ye love that ye look for Heaven and the blessed life Mem. Hell take thee Coxcomb Why dost thou keep me from it thy knife I say Si. Do but this one thing on my knees I beg it Stay but two hours till I return again For I will to her tell her all your merits Your most unvalu'd love and last your danger If she relent then live still and live loving Happy and high in savour if she frown Mem. Shall I be sure to know it Si. As I live Sir My quick return shall either bring ye fortune Or leave you to your own fate Mem. Two hours Si. Yes Sir Mem. Let it be kept away I will expect it Ex. Mem. Si. Enter Chilax Fool and Boy Chi. You dainty wits two of ye to a Cater To cheat him of a dinner Boy Ten at Court Sir Are few enough they are as wise as we are Chi. Hang ye I 'le eat at any time and any where I never make that part of want preach to me What ye can do and when ye list Fool. Your patience 'T is a hard day at Court a fish day Chi. So it seems Sir The fins grow out of thy face Fool. And to purchase This day the company of one dear Custard Or a mess of Rice ap Thomas needs a main wit Beef we can bear before us lined with Brewes And tubs of Pork vociferating Veals And Tongues that ne're told lye yet Chi. Line thy mouth with ' em Fool. Thou hast need and great need For these sinny fish-dayes The Officers understandings are so flegmatick They cannot apprehend us Chi. That 's great pity For you deserve it and being apprehended The whip to boot Boy what do you so near me I dare not trust your touch Boy Enter Stremon and his Boy Boy As I am vertuous What thieves amongst our selves Chi. Stremon Stre. Lieutenant Chi. Welcome a shore a shore Fool. What Mounsieur Musick Stre. My fine Fool. Boy Fellow Crack why what a consort Are we now blest withal Fool. Fooling and sidling Nay and we live not now boys what new songs Sirra Stre. A thousand man a thousand Fool. Itching Airs Alluding to the old sport Stre. Of all sizes Fool. And how does small Tym Treble here the heart on 't 2 Boy To do you service Fool. O Tym the times the times Tym. Stre. How does the General And next what money 's stirring Chi. For the General He 's here but such a General The time 's chang'd Stremon He was the liberal General and the loving The feeder of a Souldier and the Father But now become the stupid'st Stre. Why what ails he Chi. Nay if a Horse knew and his head 's big enough I 'le hang for 't did'st thou ever see a Dog Run mad o' th' tooth-ache such another toy Is he now so he glotes and grins and bites Fool. Why hang him quickly And then he cannot hurt folks Chi. One hour raving Another smiling not a word the third hour I tell thee Stremon h'as a stirring soul What ever it attempts or labours at Would wear out twenty bodies in another Fool. I 'le keep it out of me for mine 's but Buckram He would bownce that out in two hours Chi. Then he talks The strangest and the maddest stuff from reason Or any thing ye offer stand thou there I 'le show thee how he is for I 'le play Memnon The strangest General that ere thou hearest of Stremon Stre. My Lord. Chi. Go presently and find me A black Horse with a blew tail bid the blank Cornet Charge through the Sea and sink the Navy softly Our souls are things not to be waken'd in us With larums and loud bawlings for in Elyzium Stilness and quietness and â—â—â—â—ness Sirra I will have for it much concerns mine honour Such a strong reputation for my welcome As all the world shall say for in the forefront So many on white Unicorns next them My Gentlemen my Cavaliers and Captains Ten deep and trapt with Tenter-hooks to take hold Of all occasions for Friday cannot fish out The end I aim at tell me of Diocles And what he dares do dare he meet me naked Thunder in this hand in his left Fool Fool. Yes Sir Chi. Fool I would have thee fly i' th' Air fly swiftly To that place where the Sun sets there deliver Fool. Deliver what Sir Chi. This Sir this ye slave Sir All laugh Death ye rude Rogues ye Scarabe's Fool. Hold for Heav'ns sake Lieutenant sweet Lieutenant Chi. I have done Sir Boy You have wrung his neck off Chi. No Boy 't is the nature Of this strange passion when 't hits to hale people Along by th' hair to kick 'em break their heads Fool. Do ye call this Acting was your part to beat me Chi. Yes I must act all that he does Fool. Plague act ye I 'le act no more Stre. 'T is but to shew man Fool. Then man He should have shew'd it only and not done it I am sure he beat me beyond Action Gouts o' your heavy fist Chi. I 'le have thee to him Thou hast a fine wit fine fool and canst play rarely He 'l hug thee Boy and stroke thee Fool. I 'le to the stocks first E're I be strok't thus Strem. But how came he Chilax Chi. I know not that Strem. I 'le to him Chi. He loves thee well And much delights to hear
Cuckolds shall that Husband be That marries thee thou art so mischievous I 'le put a spoak among your wheels Clean. Be constant Priest 'T is done Chi. I 'le doe no more at drop shot then Exit Chilax Pri. Farewel wench Exeunt Priest and Cleanthe Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter a Servant and Stremon at the door Servant HE stirs he stirs Strem. Let him I am ready for him He shall not this day perish if his passions May be fed with Musick are they ready Enter Memnon Ser. All all see where he comes Strem. I 'le be straight for him Exit Stremon Enter Eumenes and Captains Ser. How sad he looks and sullen Stand close Here are the Captains my fear 's past now Mem. Put case i'th'other world She do not love me neither I am old 't is certain Eumen. My blood lost and limbs stiff my embraces Like the cold stubborn bark hoarâ—e and heatless My words worse my fame only and atchievements Which are my strength my blood my youth my fashion Must wooe her win her wed her that 's but wind And women are not brought to bed with shadows I do her wrong much wrong she is young and blessed Sweet as the spring and as his blossoms tender And I a nipping North-wind my head hung With hails and frostie I sicles are the souls so too When they depart hence lame and old and loveless No sure 't is ever youth there Time and Death Follow our flesh no more and that forc'd opinion That spirits have no sexes I believe not Enter Stremon like Orpheus There must be love there is love what art thou SONG Stre. Orpheus I am come from the deeps below To thee fond man the plagues of love to show To the fair fields where loves eternal dwell There 's none that come but first they pass through hell Hark and beware unless thou hast lov'd ever Belov'd again thou shalt see those joyes never Hark how they groan that dy'd despairing O take heed then Hark how they howl for over-daring All these were men They that be fools and dye for fame They lose their name And they that bleed Hark how they speed Now in cold frosts now scorching fires They sit and curse their lost desires Nor shall these souls be free from pains and fears Till Women wast them over in their tears Mem. How should I know my passage is deni'd me Or which of all the Devils dare Eumen. This Song Was rarely form'd to fit him SONG Orph. Charon O Charon Thou waster of the souls to bliss or bane Cha. Who calls the Ferry-man of Hell Orph. Come near And say who lives in joy and who in fear Cha. Those that dye well Eternall joy shall follow Those that dye ill their own soul fate shall swallow Orph. Shall thy black Bark those guilty spirits stow That kill themselves for love Cha. O no no no. My cordage cracks when such great sins are near No wind blows fair nor I myself can stear Orph. What lovers pass and in Elyzium raign Cha. Those Gentle loves that are belov'd again Orph. This Souldier loves and fain wou'd dye to win Shall he goe on Cha. No 't is too foul a sin He must not come aboard I dare not â—ow Storms of despair and guilty blood will blow Orph. Shall time release him say Cha. No no no no. Nor time nor death can alter us nor prayer My boat is destinie and who then dare But those appointed come aboard Live still And love by reason Mortal not by will Orph. And when thy Mistris shall close up thine eyes Cha. Then come aboard and pass Orph. Till when be wise Cha. Till when be wise Eumen. How still he sits I hope this Song has setled him 1 Capt. He bites his lip and rowles his fiery eyes yet I fear for all this 2 Capt. Stremon still apply to him Strem. Give me more room sweetly strike divinely Such strains as old earth moves at Orph. The power I have over both beast and plaint Thou man alone feelst miserable want Musick Strike you rare Spirits that attend my will And lose your savage wildness by my skill Enter a Mask of Beasts This Lion was a man of War that died As thou wouldst do to gild his Ladies pride This Dog a fool that hung himself for love This Ape with daily hugging of a glove Forgot to eat and died This goodly tree And usher that still grew before his Ladie Wither'd at root This for he could not wooe A grumbling Lawyer this pyed Birâ— a page That melted out because he wanted age Still these lye howling on the Stygian shore O love no more O love no more Exit Memnon Eumen. He steals off silently as though he would sleep No more but all be near him feed his fancie Good Stremon still this may lock up his follie Yet Heaven knows I much fear him away softly Exeunt Captains Fool. Did I not doe most doggedly Strem. Most rarelie Fool. He 's a brave man when shall we dog again Boy Unty me first for Gods sake Fool. Help the Boy he 's in a wood poor child good hony Stremon Let 's have a bear-baiting ye shall see me play The rarest for a single Dog at head all And if I do not win immortal glorie Play Dog play Devil Strem. Peace for this time Fool. Prethee Let 's sing him a black Santis then let 's all howl In our own beastly voices tree keep your time Untye there bow wow wow Strem. Away ye Asse away Fool. Why let us doe something To satisfie the Gentleman he 's mad A Gentleman-like humour and in fashion And must have men as mad about him Strem. Peace And come in quicklie 't is ten to one else He 'l find a staff to beat a dog no more words I 'le get ye all imployment soft soft in in all Exeunt Enter Chilax and Cloe. Chi. When camest thou over wench Clo. But now this evening And have been ever since looking out Siphax I' th' wars he would have lookt me sure h 'as gotten Some other Mistris Chi. A thousand wench a thousand They are as common here as Caterpillers Among the corn they eat up all the Souldiers Clo. Are they so hungry yet by their leave Philax I 'le have a snatch too Chi. Dost thou love him still wench Clo. Why should I not he had my Maiden-head And all my youth Chi. Thou art come the happiest In the most blessed time sweet wench the fittest If thou darst make thy fortune by this light Cloe And so I 'le kiss thee and if thou wilt but let me For 't is well worth a kindness Clo. What shou'd I let ye Chi. Enjoy thy miniken Clo. Thou art still old Chilax Chi. Still still and ever shall be if I say Thou wo't strike the stroke I cannot do much harm wench Clo. Nor much good Chi. Siphax shall be thy Husband Thy very Husband woman thy fool thy Cuckold Or what thou wilt make him I am
wondrous gracious to ye Si. Hâ—av'n make me thankful Chi. She would have ye read it He reads Si. Siphax the will of Heaven hath cast me on thee To be thy Wife whose Will must be obey'd Use me with honour I shall love thee dearly And make thee understand thy worths hereafter Convey me to a secret Ceremony That both our hearts and loves may be united And use no Language till before my Brother We both appear where I will shew the Oracle For till that time I am bound I must not answer Si. O happy I Chi. Ye are a made man Si. But Chilax Where are her Women Chi. None but your Graces Sister Because she would have it private to the World yet Knows of this business Si. I shall thank thee Chilax Thou art a careful man Chi. Your Graces Servant Si. I 'll find a fit place for thee Chi. If you will not There 's a good Lady will she points ye forward Away and take your fortune not a word Sir So you are greas'd I hope Ex. Si. and Cloe manet Chilax Enter Stremon Fool and Boy Chi. Stremon Fool Pieus Where have you left your Lord Strem. I' th' Temple Chilax Chi. Why are ye from him Strem. Why the King is with him And all the Lords Chi. Is not the Princess there too Strem. Yes And the strangest Coil amongst 'em She weeps bitterly The King â—â—treats and frowns my Lord like Autumn Drops off his hopes by handfulls all the Temple Sweats with this Agony Chi. Where 's young Polydore Strem. Dead as they said o' th' sudden Chi. Dead Strem. For certain But not yet known abroad Chi. There 's a new trouble A brave young man he was but we must all dye Strem. Did not the General meet you this morning Like a tall Stallion Nun Chi. No more o' that Boy Strem. You had been feâ—â—etting Chi. That 's all one Fool My Master Fool that taught my wits to traffick What has your Wisedom done how have you profited Out with your Audit come you are not empty Put out mine eye with twelve pence do you shaker What think you of this shaking here 's wit Coxcomb Hâ— Bâ—â—sâ— ha my fine Rascals here 's a Ring Pulls out a Purse How â—â—ght they go Fool. O let me ring the sore Bell. And here are thumpers Chiqueens golden rogues Wit wit ye Rascals Fool. I have a Stye here Chilax Chi. I have no Gold to cure it not a penny Not one cross Cavalier we are dull Souldiers Gross heavy-headed fellows fight for Victuals Fool. Why ye are the Spirits of the time Chi. By no means Fool. The valiant firie Chi. Fie fie no. Fool. Be-lee me Sir Chi. I wou'd I cou'd Sir Fool. I will satisfie ye Chi. But I will not content you alas poor Boy Thou shew'st an honest Nature weepst for thy Master There 's a red Rogue to buy thee Handkerchiefs Fool. He was an honest Gentleman I have lost too Chi. You have indeed your labour Fool but Stremon Dost thou want money too no Vertue living No sinking out at fingers ends Strem. It seems so Chi. Will ye all serve me Strem. Yes when ye are Lord General For less I will not go Chi. There 's Gold for thee then Thou hast a Souldiers mind Fool Fool. Here your first man Chi. I will give thee for thy Wit for 't is a fine wit A dainty diving Wit hold up just nothing Go graze i' th' Commons yet I am merciful There 's six pence buy a Saucer steal an old Gown And beg i' th' Temple for a Prophet come away Boys Let 's see how things are carried Fool up Sirrah You may chance get a dinner Boy your preferment I 'll undertake for your brave Masters sake You shall not perish Fool. Chilax Chi. Please me well Fool. And you shall light my pipes away to the Temple But stay the King 's here sport upon sport Boys Enter King Lords Siphax kneeling Cloe with a Vail King What would you have Captain Speak suddenly for I am wondrous busie Si. A pardon Royal Sir King For what Si. For that Which was Heaven's Will should not be mine alone Sir My marrying with this Lady King It needs no pardon For Marriage is no Sin Si. Not in it self Sir But in presuming too much yet Heaven knows So does the Oracle that cast it on me And the Princess royal Sir King What Princess Si. O be not angry my dread King your Sister King My Sister she 's i' th' Temple Man Si. She is here Sir Lord. The Captain 's mad she 's kneeling at the Altar King I know she is with all my heart good Captain I do forgive ye both be unvail'd Lady Puts off her Vail Will ye have more forgiveness the man 's frantick Come let 's go bring her out God give ye joy Sir Si. How Cloe my old Cloe Ex. King Lord. Clo. Even the same Sir Chi. Gods give your manhood much content Strem. The Princess Looks something musty since her coming over Fool. 'T were good you 'd brush her over Si. Fools and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too Fool. O 't is the Nature Of us Fools to make bold with one another But you are wise brave sirs Chi. Cheer up your Princess Believe it Sir the King will not be angry Or say he were why 't was the Oracle The Oracle an 't like your Grace the Oracle Strem. And who most mighty Siphax Siph. With mine own whore C oe With whom else should ye marry speak your conscience Will ye transgress the law of Arms that ever Rewards the Souldier with his own sins Siph. Devils Cloe. Ye had my maiden-head my youth my sweetness Is it not justice then Siph. I see it must be But by this hand I 'le hang a lock upon thee Cloe. You shall not need my hon sty shall doe it Siph. If there be wars in all the world Cloe. I 'le with ye For you know I have been a Souldier Come curse on when I need another Oracle Chi. Send for me Siphax I 'le fit ye with a Princess And so to both your honours Fool. And your graces Siph. The Devil grace ye all Cloe. God a mercy Chilax Chi. Shall we laugh half an hour now Strem. No the King comes And all the train Chi. Away then our Act 's ended Exeunt Enter King Calis Memnon and Cleanthe Lords King You know he do's deserve ye loves ye dearly You know what bloody violence had us'd Upon himself but that his Brother crost it You know the same thoughts still inhabit in him The Hearse ready Polydor Eumenes Captains And covet to take birth Look on him Lady The wars have not so far consum'd him yet Cold age disabled him or sickness sunk him To be abhorr'd look on his Honour Sister That bears no stamp of time no wrinkles on it No sad demolishment nor death can reach it Look with the eyes of Heaven that nightly waken To view the wonders of the glorious Maker
need Cleo. Would I were prisoner To one I hate that I might anger him I will love any man to break the heart of him Any that has the heart and will to kill him Ars Take some fair truce Cleo. I will goe study mischief And put a look on arm'd with all my cunnings Shall meet him like a Basilisque and strike him Love put destroying flames into mine eyes Into my smiles deceits that I may torture him That I may make him love to death and laugh at him Enter Apollodorus Ap. Câ—sar commends his Service to your Grace Cleo. His service what 's his service Eros Pray ye be patient The noble Caesar loves still Cleo. What 's his will Ap. He craves access unto your Highnesâ— Cleo. No Say no I will have none to trouble me Ars Good Sister Cleo. None I say I will be private Would thou hadst flung me into Nilus keeper When first thou gav'st consent to bring my body To this unthankfull Câ—sar Ap. 'T was your will Madam Nay more your charge upon me as I honoured ye You know what danger I endured Cleo. Take this And carry it to that Lordly Caesar sent thee There 's a new Love a handsom one a rich one One that will hug his mind bid him make love to it Tell the ambitious Broker this will suffer Enter Caesar Ap. He enters Cleo. How Caesar I do not use to wait Lady Where I am all the dores are free and open Cleo. I ghess so by your rudeness Caesar Ye are not angry Things of your tender mold should be most gentle Why do you frown good gods what a set-anger Have you forc'd into your face Come I must temper ye What a coy smile was there and a disdainfull How like an ominous flash it broke out from ye Defend me Love Sweet who has anger'd ye Cleo. Shew him a glass that false face has betrai'd me That base heart wrought me Caesar Be more sweetly angry I wrong'd ye fair Cleo. Away with your foul flatteries They are too gross but that I dare be angry And with as great a god as Caesar is To shew how poorly I respect his memory I would not speak to ye Caesar Pray ye undoe this riddle And tell me how I have vext ye Cleo. Let me think first Whether I may put on a Patience That will with honour suffer me know I hate ye Let that begin the story Now I 'le tell ye Caesar But do it milder In a noble Lady Softness of spirit and a sober nature That moves like summer winds cool and blows sweetness Shews blessed like her self Cleo. And that great blessedness You first reap'd of me till you taught my nature Like a rude storm to talk aloud and thunder Sleep was not gentler than my soul and stiller You had the Spring of my affections And my fair fruits I gave you leave to taste of You must expect the winter of mine anger You flung me oft before the Court disgrac'd me When in the pride I appear'd of all my beauty Appear'd your Mistress took into your eyes The common-strumpet love of hated lucre Courted with covetous heart the slave of nature Gave all your thoughts to gold that men of glory And minds adorn'd with noble love would kick at Souldiers of royal mark scorn such base purchase Beauty and honour are the marks they shoot at I spake to ye then I courted ye and woo'd ye Call'd ye dear Caesar hung about ye tenderly Was proud to appear your friend Caesar You have mistaken me Cleo. But neither Eye nor Favour not a Smile Was I blessed back with but shook off rudely And as ye had been sold to sordid infamy You fell before the Images of treasure And in your soul you worship'd I stood slighted Forgotten and contemn'd my soft embraces And those sweet kisses you call'd Elyzium As letters writ in sand no more remembred The name and glory of your Cleopatra Laugh'd at and made a story to your Captains Shall I endure Caesar You are deceiv'd in all this Upon my life you are 't is your much tenderness Cleo. No no I love not that way you ar ecozen'd I love with as much ambition as a Conquerour And where I love will triumph Caesar So you shall My heart shall be the Chariot that shall bear ye All I have won shall wait upon ye By the gods The bravery of this womans mind has fired me Dear Mistress shall I but this night Cleo. How Caesar Have I let slip a second vanity That gives thee hope Caesar You shall be absolute And Reign alone as Queen you shall be any thing Cleo Make me a maid again and then I 'le hear thee Examine all thy art of War to do that And if thou find'st it possible I 'le love thee Till when farewel unthankfull Caesar Stay Cleo. I will not Caesar I command Cleo. Command and goe without Sir I do command thee be my slave for ever And vex while I laugh at thee Caesar Thus low beauty Cleo. It is too late when I have found thee absolute The man that Fame reports thee and to me May be I shall think better Farewel Conquerour Exit Caesar She mocks me too I will enjoy her Beauty I will not be deni'd I 'le force my longing Love is best pleas'd when roundly we compel him And as he is imperious so will I be Stay fool and be advis'd that dulls the appetite Takes off the strength and sweetness of delight By Heaven she is a miracle I must use A handsom way to win how now what fear Dwells in your faces you look all distracted Enter Sceva Anthony Dolabella Sceva If it be fear 't is fear of your undoing Not of our selves fear of your poor declining Our lives and deaths are equall benefits And we make louder prayers to dye nobly Than to live high and wantonly whilst you are secure here And offer Hecatombs of lazie kisses To the lewd god of love and cowardize And most lasciciously dye in delights You are begirt with the fierce Alexandrians Dol. The spawn of Egypt flow about your Palace Arm'd all and ready to assault Ant. Led on By the false and base Photinus and his Ministers No stirring out no peeping through a loop-hole But straight saluted with an armed Dart. Sce. No parley they are deaf to all but danger They swear they will fley us and then dry our Quarters A raâ—her of a salt lover is such a Shooing-horn Can you kiss away this conspiracy and set us free Or will the Giant god of love fight for ye Will his fierce war-like bow kill a Cock-sparrow Bring out the Lady she can quel this mutiny And with her powerfull looks strike awe into them Sâ—e can destroy and build again the City Your Goddesses have mighty gifts shew 'em her fair brests The impregnable Bulworks of proud Love and let 'em Begin their battery there she will laugh at 'em They are not above a hundred thousand Sir A mist a
of goodness My fortunes growing in him and my self too Which makes him all your old love misconceive not I say not this as weary of my bondage Or ready to infringe my faith bear witness Those eyes that I adore still those lamps that light me To all the joy I have Cel. You have said enough Sir And more than e'r I thought that tongue could utter But you are a man a false man too Val. Dear Cellide Cel. And now to shew you that I am a woman Rob'd of her rest and fool'd out of her fondness The Gentleman shall live and if he love me Ye shall be both my triumphs I will to him And as you carelesly fling off your fortune And now grow weary of my easie winning So will I lose the name of Valentine From henceforth all his flatteries and believe it Since ye have so slightly parted with affection And that affection you have pawn'd your faith for From this hour no repentance vows nor prayers Shall pluck me back again what I shall do Yet I will undertake his cure expect it Shall minister no comfort no content To either of ye but hourly more vexations Val. Why let him dye then Cel. No so much I have loved To be commanded by you that even now Even in my hate I will obey your wishes Val. What shall I do Cel. Dye like a fool unsorrow'd A bankrupt fool that flings away his Treasure I must begin my cure Val. And I my Crosses Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Frank sick Physicians and an Apothecary 1 Phy CLap on the Cataplasm Frank. Good Gentlemen Good learned Gentlemen 2 Phy. And see these broths there Ready within this hour pray keep your arms in The air is raw and ministers much evil Fran. 'Pray leave me I beseech ye leave me Gentlemen I have no other sickness but your presence Convey your Cataplasms to those that need 'em Your Vomits and your Clysters 3 Phy. Pray be rul'd Sir 1 Phy. Bring in the Lettice Cap you must be shaved Sir And then how suddenly we 'll make you sleep Frank. Till dooms-day what unnecessary nothings Are these about a wounded mind 2 Phy. How do ye Fra. What questions they propound too how do you Sir I am glad to see you well 3 Phy. A great distemper it grows hotter still 1 Phy. Open your mouth I pray Sir Frank. And can you tell me How old I am then there 's my hand pray shew me How many broken shins within this two year Who would be thus in fetters good master Doctor And you dear Doctor and the third sweet Doctor And precious master Apothecary I do pray ye To give me leave to live a little loonger Ye stand before me like my Blacks 2 Phy. 'T is dangerous For now his fancy turns too Enter Cellide Cell By your leave Gentlemen And pray ye your leave a while too I have something Of secret to impart unto the Patient 1. With all our hearts 3 I mary such a Physick May chance to find the humour be not long Lady For we must minister within this half hour Ex. Phys Cell You shall not stay for me Fra. Would you were all rotten That ye might only intend one anothers itches Or would the Gentlemen with one consent Would drink small Beer but seven years and abolish That wild fire of the blood unsatiate wenching That your two Indies springs and falls might fail ye What torments these intruders into bodies Cell How do you worthy Sir Fran. Bless me what beams Flew from these Angel eyes O what a misery What a most studied torment 't is to me now To be an honest man dare ye sit by me Cell Yes and do more than that too comfort ye I see ye have need Fran. You are a fair Physician You bring no bitterness gilt o're to gull us No danger in your looks yet there my death lyes Cell I would be sorry Sir my charity And my good wishes for your health should merit So stubborn a construction will it please ye To taste a little of this Cordial Enter Valentine For this I think must cure ye Fra. Of which Lady Sure she has found my grief why do you blush so Cell Do you not understand of this this Cordial Val. O my afflicted heart she is gone for ever Fra. What heaven have ye brought me Lady Cell Do not wonder For 't is no impudence nor want of honour Makes me do this but love to save your life Sir Your life too excellent to lose in wishes Love vertuous love Fra. A vertuous blessing crown ye O goodly sweet can there be so much charity So noble a compassion in that heart That 's fill'd up with anothers fair affections Can mercy drop from those eyes Can miracles be wrought upon a dead man When all the power ye have and perfect object Lyes in anothers light and his deserves it Cell Do not despair nor do not think too boldly I dare abuse my promise 't was your friends And so fast tyed I thought no time could ruin But so much has your danger and that spell The powerfull name of friend prevail'd above him To whom I ever owe obedience That here I am by his command to cure ye Nay more for ever by his full resignment And willingly I ratifie it Fra. Hold for Heaven sake Must my friends misery make me a triumph Bear I that noble name to be a Traitor O vertuous goodness keep thy self untainted You have no power to yield nor he to render Nor I to take I am resolv'd to die first Val. Ha! saist thou so nay then thou shalt not perish Fra. And though I love ye above the light shines on me Beyond the wealth of Kingdoms free content Sooner would snatch at such a blessing offer'd Than at my pardon'd life by the law forfeited Yet yet O noble Beauty yet O Paradise For you are all the wonder reveal'd of it Yet is a gratitude to be preserv'd A worthy gratitude to one most worthy The name and nobleness of friends Cell Pray tell me If I had never known that Gentleman Would not you willingly embrace my offer Fra. Do you make a doubt Cell And can ye be unwilling He being old and impotent his aim too Levell'd at you for your good not constrain'd But out of cure and counsel Alas consider Play but the Woman with me and consider As he himself does and I now dare see it Truly consider Sir what misery Fra. For vertues sake take heed Cell What loss of youth What everlasting banishment from that Our years do only covet to arrive at Equal affections 〈…〉 and shot together What living name can dead age leave behind him What art of memory but fruitless doating Fra. This cannot be Cell To you unless ye apply it With more and firmer faith and so digest it I speak but of things possible not done Nor like to be a Posset cures your sickness And yet I know ye grieve this and
shall this night partake of with my Lord So far transported pardon my immodesty Val. Alas poor wench how shall I recompence thee Evan. That though they must be short and snatcht away too E're they grow ripe yet I shall far prefer 'em Before a tedious pleasure with repentance Val. O how my heart akes Evan. Take off my Jewels Ladies And let my Ruff loose I shall bid good night to ye My Lord staies here Queen My wench I thank thee heartily For learning how to use thy few hours handsomly They will be years I hope off with your Gown now Lay down the bed there Tony. Shall I get into it and warm it for thee a fools fire is a fine thing And I 'le so buss thee Queen I 'le have ye whipt ye Rascal Tony. That will provoke me more I 'le talk with thy husband He 's a wise man I hope Evan. Good night dear Madam Ladies no further service I am well I do beseech your grace to give us this leave My Lord and I to one another freely And privately may do all other Ceremonies Women and Page we 'l be to one another And trouble you no farther Tony. Art thou a wise man Val. I cannot tell thee Tony ask my neighbours Tony. If thou beest so go lye with me to night The old fool will lye quieter than the young one And give thee more sleep thou wilt look to morrow else Worse than the prodigal fool the Ballad speaks of That was squeez'd through a horn Val. I shall take thy counsel Queen Why then good night good night my best Evanthe My worthy maid and as that name shall vanish A worthy wife a long and happy follow Sirrah Evan. That shall be my care Goodness rest with your Grace Queen Be lusty Lord and take your Lady to ye And that power that shall part ye be unhappy Val. Sweet rest unto ye to ye all sweet Ladies Tony good night Tony. Shall not the fool stay with thee Queen Come away Sirrah Exeunt Queen Ladies Tony. How the fool is sought for sweet Malt is made of easie fire A hasty horse will quickly tire a sudden leaper sticks i' th' mire Palebotomy and the word lye nigher take heed of friend I thee require This from an Almanack I stole and learn this Lesson from a fool Good night my Bird. Exit Tony. Evan. Good night wise Master Tony Will ye to bed my Lord Come let me help ye Val. To bed Evanthe art thou sleepy Evant No I shall be worse if you look sad upon me Pray ye let 's to bed Val. I am not well my love Evant I 'le make ye well there 's no such Physick for ye As your warm Mistris arms Val. Art thou so cunning Evant I speak not by experience 'pray ye mistake not But if you love me Val. I do love so dearly So much above the base bent of desire I know not how to answer thee Evant To bed then There I shall better credit ye ' sie my Lord Will ye put a maid to 't to teach ye what to do An innocent maid Are ye so cold a Lover Intruth you make me blush 't is midnight too And 't is no stoln love but authorised openly No sin we covet pray let me undress ye You shall help me prethee sweet Valerio Be not so sad the King will be more mercifull Val. May not I love thy mind Evant And I yours too 'T is a most noble one adorn'd with vertue But if we love not one another really And put our bodies and our mind together And so make up the concord of affection Our love will prove but a blind superstition This is no school to argue in my Lord Not have we time to talk away allow'd us Pray let 's dispatch if any one should come And find us at this distance what would they think Come kiss me and to bed Val. That I dare do and kiss again Evant Spare not they are your own Sir Val. But to injoy thee is to be luxurious Too sensuall in my love and too ambitious O how I burn to pluck thee from the stalk Where now thou grow'st a sweet bud and a beauteous And bear'st the prime and honour of the Garden Is but to violate thy spring and spoil thee Evant To let me blow and fall alone would anger ye Val. Let 's sit together thus and as we sit Feed on the sweets of one anothers souls The happiness of love is contemplation The blessedness of love is pure affection Where no allay of actuall dull desires Of pleasure that partakes with wantonness Of humane fire that burns out as it kindles And leaves the body but a poor repentance Can ever mix let 's fix on that Evanthe That 's everlasting the tother casuall Eternity breeds one the other fortune Blind as her self and full of all afflictions Shall we love vertuously Evant I ever loved so Val. And only think our love the rarest pleasure And that we most desire let it be humane If once injoyed grows stale and cloys our appetites I would not lessen in my love for any thing Nor find thee but the same in my short journey For my loves safety Evant Now I see I am old Sir Old and ill favour'd too poor and despis'd And am not worth your noble Fellowship Your fellowship in Love you would not else Thus cunningly seek to betray a maid A maid that honours you thus piously Strive to abuse the pious love she brings ye Farewel my Lord since ye have a better Mistris For it must seem so or ye are no man A younger happier I shall give her room So much I love ye still Val. Stay my Evanthe Heaven beat me witness thou art all I love All I desire and now have pity on me I never lyed before forgive me Justice Youth and affection stop your ears unto me Evant Why do you weep if I have spoke too harshly And unbeseeming my beloved Lord My care and duty pardon me Val. O hear me Hear me Evanthe I am all on torture And this lye tears my conscience as I vent it I am no man Evant How Sir Val. No man for pleasure no womans man Eva. Goodness forbid my Lord sure you abuse your self Val. 'T is true Evanthe I shame to say you will find it Weeps Evant He weeps bitterly 'T is my hard fortune bless all young maids from it Is there no help my Lord in art will comfort ye Val. I hope there is Evant How long have you been destitute Val. Since I was young Evant 'T is hard to dye for nothing Now you shall know 't is not the pleasure Sir For I am compell'd to love you spiritually That women aim at I affect ye for 'T is for your worth and kiss me be at peace Because I ever loved ye I still honour ye And with all duty to my Husband follow ye Will ye to bed now ye are asham'd is seems Pygmalion pray'd and
chariot wheels Over the heaps of wounds and carcasses Sailing through seas of blood thou sure-steel'd sternness Give us this day good hearts good enemies Good blowes o'both sides wounds that fear or flight Can claim no share in steel us both with angers And warlike executions fit thy viewing Let Rome put on her best strength and thy Britain Thy little Britain but as great in fortune Meet her as strong as she as proud as daring And then look on thou red ey'd god who does best Reward with honor who despair makes flie Unarm for ever and brand with infamy Grant this divine Andate 't is but justice And my first blow thus on thy holy Altar A flame arises I sacrifice unto thee Bon. It flames out Musick Car. Now sing ye Druides Song Bon. 'T is out again Car. H 'as given us leave to fight yet we ask no more The rest hangs in our resolutions Tempt her no more Bon. I would know farther Cosen Car. Her hidden meaning dwels in our endeavors Our valors are our best gods Cheer the Soldier And let him eat Mes He 's at it Sir Car. Away then When he has done let 's march Come fear not Lady This day the Roman gains no more ground here But what his body lies in Bond. Now I am confident Exeunt Recorders Scaena Secunda Enter Junius Curius Deciuâ— Dec. We dare not hazard it beside our lives It forfeits all our understandings Jun. Gentlemen Can ye forsake me in so just a service A service for the Common-wealth for honor Read but the Letter you may love too Dec. Read it If there be any safety in the circumstance Or likelihood 't is love we will not fail ye Read it good Curius Cur. Willingly Jun. Now mark it Cur. reads Health to thy heart my honoured Junius And all thy love requited I am thine Thine everlastingly thy love has won me And let it breed no doubt our new acquaintance Compels this 't is the gods decree to bless us The times are dangerous to meet yet fail not By all the love thou bear'st me I conjure thee Without distrust of danger to come to me For I have purpos'd a delivery Both of my self and fortune this blest day Into thy hands if thou thinkst good to shew thee How infinite my Love is even my Mother Shall be thy prisoner the day yours without hazard For I beheld your danger like a Lover A just affecter of thy faith Thy goodness I know will use us nobly and our Marriage If not redeem yet lessen Romes Ambition I 'm weary of these miseries Use my Mother if you intend to take her with all honour And let this disobedience to my parents Be laid on love not me Bring with thee Junius Spirits resolv'd to fetch me off the noblest Forty will serve the turn just at the joyning Of both the battels we will be weakly guarded And for a guide within this hour shall reach thee A faithful friend of mine the gods my Junius Keep thee and me to serve thee young Bonâ—ica Cur. This letter carries much belief and most objections Answer'd we must have doubted Dec. Is that fellow Come to ye for a guide yet Jun Yes Dec. And examin'd Jun. Far more then that he has felt tortures yet He vows he knows no more than this truth Dec. Strange Cur. If she mean what she writes as 't may be probable 'T will be the happiest vantage we can lean to Jun. I 'll pawn my soul she means truth Dec. Think an hour more Then if your confidence grow stronger on ye We 'll set in with ye Jun. Nobly done I thank ye Ye know the time Cur. We will be either ready To give ye present counsell or joyn with ye Enter Swetonius Petillius and Demetrius Macer Jun. No more as ye are Gentlemen The general Swet. Draw out apace the enemy waits for us Are ye all ready Jun. All our Troops attend Sir Swet. I am glad to hear you say so Junius I hope ye are dispossest Jun. I hope so too Sir Swet. Continue so And Gentlemen to you now To bid you fight is needless ye are Romans The name will fight it self To tell ye who You go to fight against his power and nature But loss of time yet know it know it poor And oft have made it so To tell ye farther His Body shows more dreadful than it has done To him that fears less possible to deal with Is but to stick more honor on your actions Load ye with virtuous names and to your memories Tye never dying time and fortune constant Go on in full assurance draw your swords As daring and as confident as justice The gods of Rome fight for ye loud Fame calls ye Pitch'd on the topless Apenine and blows To all the under world all Nations The seas and unfrequented deserts where the snow dwels Wakens the ruin'd monuments and there Where nothing but eternal death and sleep is Informs again the dead bones With your virtues Go on I say valiant and wise rule heaven And all the great aspects attend ' em Do but blow Upon this enemy who but that we want foes Cannot deserve that name and like a myst A lazie fog before your burning valors You 'll find him fly to nothing This is all We have swords and are the sons of antient Romans Heirs to their endless valors fight and conquer De. Dem. 'T is done Petill. That man that loves not this day And hugs not in his arms the noble danger May he dye fameless and forgot Swet. Sufficient Up to your Troops and let your drums beat thunder March close and sudden like a tempest all executions March Done without sparkling of the Body keep your phalanx Sure lin'd and piec'd together your pikes forward And so march like a moving Fort ere this day run We shall have ground to add to Rome well won Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Caratach and Nennius Nen. The Roman is advanc'd from yound ' hills brow We may behold him Caratach A March Drums within at one place afar off Car. Let 's thither I see the dust flie Now I see the body Observe 'em Nennuis by a handsome Body And of a few strongly and wisely joynted Swetonius is a Souldier Nen. As I take it That 's he that gallops by the Regiments Viewing their preparations Car. Very likely He shews no less than General see how bravely The Body moves and in the head how proudly The Captains stick like plumes he comes apace on Good Nennius go and bid my stout Lieutenant Bring on the first square Body to oppose 'em And as he charges open to inclose 'em The Queen move next with hers and wheel about To gain their backs in which I 'll lead the Vantguard We shall have bloody crowns this day I see by 't Hast thee good Nennius I 'll follow instantly Exit Nennius How close they march as if they grew together March No place but lin'd alike sure from oppression
They will not change this figure we must charge 'em And charge 'em home at both ends Van and Rere Drums in another place afar off They never totter else I hear our Musick And must attend it Hold good sword but this day And bite hard where I hound thee and hereafter I 'll make a relique of thee for young Souldiers To come like Pilgrimes to and kiss for Conquests Exit Scaena quarta Enter Junius Curius and Decius Jun. Now is the time the fellow stays Dec. What think ye Cur. I think 't is true Jun. Alass if 't were a question If any doubt or hazzard fell into 't Do ye think mine own discretion so self-blind My care of you so naked to run headlong Dec. Let 's take Petillius with us Jun. By no means He 's never wise but to himself nor courteous But where the end ' his own we are strong enough If not to many Behind yonder hill The follow tells me she attends weak guarded Her Mother and her Sister Car. I would venture Jun. We shall not strike five blows for 't weigh the good The general good may come Dec. Away I 'll with ye But with what doubt Jun. Fear not my soul for all Exeunt Alarms Drums and Trumpets in several places afar off as at a main Battell Scaena Quinta Enter Drusus and Penyus above Dru. Here ye may see 'em all Sir from this hill The Country shews off levell Pen. Gods defend me What multitudes they are what infinites The Roman power shews like a little Star Hedg'd with a double hollo Now the knell rings Loud shouts Heark how they shout to th'battel how the air Totters and reels and rends apieces Drusus With the huge vollied clamours Dru. Now they charge Oh gods of all sides fearfully Pen. Little Rome Stand but this growing Hydra one short hour And thou hast out-done Hercules Dru. The dust hides 'em We cannot see what follows Pen. They are gone Gone swallow'd Drusus this eternal Sun Shall never see 'em march more Dru. O turn this way And see a modell of the field some forty Against four hundred Pen. Well fought bravely follow'd O nobly charg'd again charg'd home too Drusus They seem to carry it now they charge all Loud Close close I say they follow it ye gods Can there be more in men more daring spirits Still they make good their fortunes Now they are gone too For ever gone see Drusus at their backs A fearful Ambush rises Farewell valours Excellent valours O Rome where 's thy wisdome Dru. They are gone indeed Sir Pen. Look out toward the Army I am heavy with these slaughters Dru. 'T is the same still Covered with dust and fury Enter the two Daughters with Junius Curius Decius and Souldiers 2. Daugh. Bring 'em in Tie 'em and then unarm ' em 1. Daugh. Valiant Romans Ye are welcome to your Loves 2. Daugh. Your death fools Dec. We deserve 'em And women do your worst 1. Daugh. Ye need not beg it 2. Daugh. Which is kind Junius Serv. This. 2. Daugh. Are you my sweet heart It looks ill on 't how long is' t pretty soul Since you and I first lov'd Had we not reason To doat extreamly upon one another How does my Love this is not he my chicken Could prate finely sing a love-song Jun. Monster 2. Daugh. Oh now it courts Jun. Arm'd with more malice Then he that got thee has the divell 2. Daugh. Good Proceed sweet chick Jun. I hate thee that 's my last 2. Daug. Nay and ye love me forward No Come sister Let 's prick our answers on our arrows points And make 'em laugh a little Ye damn'd Leachers Ye proud improvident fools have we now caught ye Are ye i' th noose Since ye are such loving creatures We'ell be your Cupids Do ye see these arrows We 'll send them to your wanton livers goats 1. Dau. O how I 'll trample on your hearts ye villains Ambitious salt-itch slaves Romes master sins The mountain Rams topt your hot mothers 2. Daugh. Dogs To whose brave founders a salt whore gave suck Theeves honors hangmen do ye grin perdition Take me for ever if in my self anger Enter Caratach I do not out-do all example Car. Where Where are these Ladies ye keep noble quarter Your Mother thinks ye dead or taken upon which She will not move her Battel Sure these faces I have beheld and known they are Roman Leaders How came they here 2. Daugh. A trick Sir that we us'd A certain policy conducted 'em Unto our snare we have done ye no small service These us'd as we intend we are for th'battel Car. As you intend taken by treachery 1. Daugh. Is' t not allow'd Car. Those that should gild our Conquest Make up a Battel worthy of our winning Catch'd up by craft 2. Daugh. By any means that 's lawful Car. A womans wisdom in our triumphs out Out ye sluts ye follies from our swords Filth our revenges basely arm again Gentlemen Soldiers I charge ye help ' em 2. Daugh. By Uncle We will have vengeance for our rapes Car By You should have kept your legs close then dispatch there 1. Daug. I will not off thus Car. He that stirs to execute Or she though it be your selves by him that got me Shall quickly feel mine anger one great day given us Not to be snatch'd out of our hands but basely And we must shame the gods from whence we have it With setting snares for Soldiers I 'll run away first Be hooted at and children call me coward Before I set up scales for Victories Give 'em their swords 2. Daugh. O gods Car. Bear off the women Unto their Mother 2. Dau. One shot gentle Uncle Car. One cut her fiddle-string Bear 'em off I say 1. Dau. The take this fortune Car. Learn to spin And curse your knotted hemp go Gentlemen Exeunt Daughters Safely go off up to your Troops be wiser There thank me like tall Soldiers I shall seek ye Exit Caratach Cur. A noble worth Dec. Well Junius Jun. Pray ye no more Cur. He blushes do not load him Dec. Where 's your love now Drums loud again Jun. Puffe there it flies Come let 's redeem our follies Exeunt Junius Curius Decius Dru. Awake Sir yet the Roman Bodie 's whole I see 'em clear again Pen. Whole 't is not possible Drusus they must be lost Dru. By they are whole Sir And in brave doing see they wheel about To gain more ground Pen. But see there Drusus see See that huge Battel moving from the mountains Their gilt coats shine like Dragons scales their march Like a rough tumbling storm see them and view 'em And then see Rome no more say they fail look Look where the armed carts stand a new Army Look how they hang like falling rocks as murdring Death rides in triumph Drusus fell destruction Lashes his fiery horse and round about him His many thousand ways to let out souls Move me again when they charge when
or good or ill Now since vice gets more in this vicious world Than Piety and my Stars confluence Enforce my disposition to affect Gain and the name of rich let who will practise War and grow that way great religious And that way good my chief felicity Is wealth the nurse of sensuality And he that mainly labours to be rich Must scratch great scabs and claw a Strumpets itch Exit Scaena Secunda Enter Piorato and Babadilla with Letters Pio. To saay Sir I will wait upon your Lord Were not to understand my self Bob. To say Sir You will do any thing but wait upon him Were not to understand my Lord. Pio. I 'll meet him Some half hour hence and doubt not but to render His Son a man again the cure is easie I have done divers Bob. Women do ye mean Sir Pio. Cures I do mean Sir be there but one spark Of fire remaining in him unextinct With my discourse I 'll blow it to a flame And with my practice into action I have had one so full of childish fear And womanish-hearted sent to my advice He durst not draw a knife to cut his meat Bob. And how Sir did you help him Pio. Sir I kept him Seven daies in a dark room by a Candle-light A plenteous Table spread with all good meats Before his eyes a Case of keen broad Knives Upon the board and he so watch'd he might not Touch the least modicum unless he cut it And thus I brought him first to draw a knife Bob. Good Pio. Then for ten daies did I diet him Only with burnt Pork Sir and gammons of Bacon A pill of Caveary now and then Which breeds choler adust your know Bob. 'T is true Pio. And to purge phlegmatick humor and cold crudities In all that time he drank me Aqua-fortis And nothing else but Bob. Aqua-vitae Signior For Aqua-fortis poisons Pio. Aqua-fortis I say again what 's one man's poison Signior Is anothers meat or drink Bob. Your patience Sir By your good patience h' had a huge cold stomach Pio. I fir'd it and gave him then three sweats In the Artillery-yard three drilling daies And now he 'll shoot a Gun and draw a Sword And fight with any man in Christendom Bob. A receipt for a coward I 'll be bold Sir To write your good prescription Pio. Sir hereafter You shall and underneath it put probatum Is your chain right Bob 'T is both right and just Sir For though I am a Steward I did get it With no mans wrong Pio. You are witty Bob. So so Could you not cure one Sir of being too rash And over-daring there now 's my disease Fool-hardy as they say for that in sooth I am Pio. Most easily Bob. How Pio. To make you drunk Sir With small Beer once a day and beat you twice Till you be bruis'd all over if that help not Knock out your brains Bob. This is strong Physick Signior And never will agree with my weak body I find the medicine worse than the malady And therefore will remain fool-hardy still You 'll come Sir Pio. As I am a Gentleman Bob. A man o' th' Sword should never break his word Pio. I 'll overtake you I have only Sir A complimental visitation To offer to a Mistriss lodg'd here by Bob. A Gentlewoman Pio. Yes Sir Bob. Fair and comely Pio. Oh Sir the Paragon the Non-paril Oh Sevil the most wealthy Mine of Spain For beauty and perfection Bob. Say you so Might not a man entreat a crurtesie To walk along with you Signior to peruse This dainty Mine though not to dig in 't Signior Hauh I hope you 'll not denie me being a stranger Though I am a Steward I am flesh and blood And frail as other men Pio. Sir blow your nose I dare not for the world no she is kept By a great Don Vitelli. Bob. How Pio. 'T is true Bob. See things will veer about this Don Vitelli Am I to seek now to deliver Letters From my young Mistriss Clara and I tell you Under the Rose because you are a stranger And my special friend I doubt there is A little foolish love betwixt the parties Unknown unto my Lord. Pio. Happy discovery My fruit begins to ripen hark you Sir I would not wish you now to give those Letters But home and ope this to Madona Clara Which when I come I 'll justifie and relate More amply and particularly Bob. I approve Your counsel and will practise it bazilos manos Here 's two chewres chewr'd when wisdom is imploy'd 'T is ever thus your more acquaintance Signior I say not better least you think I thought not Yours good enough Exit Enter Alguazier Pio. Your servant excellent Steward Would all the Dons in Spain had no more brains Here comes the Alguazier dieu vous guard Monsieur Is my Cuz stirring yet Alg. Your Cuz good cosin A whore is like a fool a kin to all The gallants in the Town Your Guz good Signior Is gone abroad Sir with her other Cosin My Lord Vitelli since when there hath been Some dozen Cosins here to enquire for her Pio. She 's greatly ally'd Sir Alg. Marry is she Sir Come of a lusty kindred the truth is I must connive no more no more admittance Must I consent to my good Lord has threatned me And you must pardon Pio. Out upon thee man Turn honest in thine age one foot i' th' grave Thou shalt not wrong thy self so for a million Look thou three-headed Cerberus for wit I mean here is one sop and two and three For every chop a bit Alg. I marry Sir Well the poor heart loves you but too well We have been talking on you 'faith this hour Where what I said goe too she loves your valour Oh and your Musick most abominably She is within Sir and alone what mean you Pio. That is your Sergeants side I take it Sir Now I endure your Constables much better There is less danger in 't for one you know Is a tame harmless monster in the light The Sergeant salvage both by day and night Alg. I 'll call her to you for that Pio. No I will charm her Enter Malroda Alg. She 's come Pio. My Spirit Mal. Oh my Sweet Leap hearts to lips and in our kisses meet SONG Pio. Turn turn thy beauteous face away How pale and sickly looks the day In emulation ofthy brighter beams Oh envious light fli lie begone Come night and piece two breasts as one When what love does we will repeat in dreams Yet thy eyes open who can day hence fright Let but their Lids fall and it will be night Alg. Well I will leave you to your fortitude And you to temperance ah ye pretty pair 'T were sin to sunder you Lovers being alone Make one of two and day and might all one But fall not out I charge you keep the peace You know my place else Exit Mal. No you will not marry You are a Courtier and
women Can make men friends and enemies when they list Say A gallant undertaking and a happy Why this is noble in you and will be A welcomer present to our Master Philip Than the return from his Indies Enter Clara Genevora Eugenia and Bobadilla Cla. Father your blessing Alv. Take her if ye bring not Betwixt you boys that will find out new worlds And win 'em too I 'm a false Prophet Vit. Brother There is a Sister long divided streams Mix now at length by fate Bob. I am not regarded I was the careful Steward that provided these Instruments of peace I put the longest weapon in your Sisters hand my Lord because she was the shortest Lady For likely the shortest Ladies love the longest men And for mine own part I could have discharged â—â—t my Pistol is no ordinary Pistol it has two ramming bullets but thought I why should I shoot my two bullets into my old Lady if they had gone I would not have staid â—ong after I would ev'n have died too bravely y'â—aith like â— Roman Steward hung my self in mine own chain and there had been a story of Bobadilla Spindola Zancho for after ages to lament hum I perceive I am not only not regarded but also not rewarded Alv. Prethee peace ' shalt have a new chain next Saint Jaques day or this new gilt â—ob I am satisfied let virtue have her due And yet I am melancholy upon this atonement pray heaven the State â—â—ue it not I would my Lord Vitellie's Steward and I could meet they should find it should cost 'em a little more to make us friends well I will forswear wine and women for a year and then I will be drunk to morrow and run a whoring like a dog with a broken bottle at 's tail then will I repent next day and forswear 'em again more vehemently be forsworn next day again and repent my repentance for thus a melancholy Gentleman doth and ought to live Assist Nay you stall dine with me and afterward I 'll with ye to the King But first I will Dispatch the Castles business that this day May be compleat Bring forth the malefactors Enter Alguazier Pachieco Metaldi Mendoza Lazaril Piorato Malroda and Guard You Alguazier the Ringleader of these Poor fellows are degraded from your office You must return all stolen goods you receiv'd And watch a twelve month without any pay This if you fail of all your goods confiscate You are to be whipt and sent into the Gallies Alg. I like all but restoring that Catholique Doctrine I do dislike Learn all ye officers By this to live uprightly if you can Exit Assist You Cobler to tanslate your manners new Are doom'd to th' Cloisters of the Mendicants With this your brother botcher there for nothing To cobble and heel hose for the poor Friers Till they allow you pennance for sufficient And your amendment then you shall be freed And may set up again Pach. Mendoza come Our souls have trode awry in all mens sight We 'll underlay 'em till they go upright Exe. Pach. and Mend. Assist Smith in those shackles you for your hard heart Must lie by th' heels a year Met. I have shod your horse my Lord. Exit Assist Away for you my hungry white-loaf'd face You must to th' Gallies where you shall be sure To have no more bits than you shall have blows Laz. Well though herrings want I shall have rowes Assist Signior you have prevented us and punish'd Your selfe severelier than we would have done You have married a whore may she prove honest Pio. 'T is better my Lord than to marry an honest woman That may prove a whore Vit. 'T is a hansome wench and thou canst keep her tame I 'll send you what I promis'd Pio. Joy to your Lordships Alv. Hear may all Ladies learn to make of foes The perfect'st friends and not the perfect'st foes Of dearest friends as some do now a daies Vit. Behold the power of love to nature lost By custome irrecoverably past the hope Of friends restoring Love hath here retriv'd To her own habit made her blush to see Her so long monstrous Metamorphoses May strange affairs never have worse success Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Author fears there are some Rebel hearts Whose dulness doth oppose loves piercing darts Such will be apt to say there wanted wit The language low very few Scaenes are writ With spirit and life such odd things as these He cares not for nor ever means to please For if your selves a Mistriss or loves friends Are lik'd with this smooth Play he hath his ends FINIS WOMEN PLEAS'D A TRAGY-COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Duke of Siena Suitor to Belvidere Silvio A Gentleman of quality servant to Belvidere Claudio Silvio's friend brother to Isabella Bartello Captain of the Citadel Vncle to Silvio Lopez A sordid Vsurer the jealous Husband of Isabella Lords of Florence Lords of Siena Councellors Courtiers Penurio A hungry servant to Lopez Soto A merry servant to Claudio A Farmer Father to Soto Captain Soldiers of the Guard A Clarke Bomby An enemy to Watches and May-poles Morrice-dancers Masquers WOMEN Dutchess of Florence Belvidere A virtuous Princess daughter to the Dutchess in love with Silvio Rodope wife to Bartello Isabella Wife to Lopez and Sister to Claudio Jaquenett servant to Isabella Two Gentlewomen The Scene Florence The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Vnderwood Rob. Benfield Rich. Sharpe John Lowin Will. Eglestone Nicholas Toolie Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Bartello and Silvio Sil. T Is true she is a right good Princess and a just one And Florence when she sets has lost a Planet Bar. My Mistriss I tell thee gentle Nephew There is not such another friend to goodness To down-right dealing to faith and true heart Within the Christian confines Before she blest us Justice was a Cheese-monger a meer Cheese-monger Weigh'd nothing to the world but Mites and Maggots And a main stink Law like a Horse-courser Her rules and precepts hung with gawdes and ribbonds And pamper'd up to cousen him that bought her When she her self was hackney lame and founder'd Sil. But the sweet Lady Belvidere the bright one Bar. I there 's a face indeed Oh my dear Nephew Could a young fellow of thy fiery mettle Freeze and that Lady in his Arms Sil. I think not Bar. Thou hast a parlous judgement but let that pass She is as truly virtuous fair and noble As her great Mother's good and that 's not ordinary Sil. But why so many Princes and so great ones Being Suitors should the Dutchess deny to match her Bar. She is a Jewel man hangs in her bosom Her only Child with her eies she sees all things Discourses with her tongue and pluck her from her So dotingly the old one loves her young one You pluck her heart out too Besides of late daies The Duke of Milan who could never win her By Love nor Treaty laid a close train for her
shall see him Attempting your brave Sister privately Mark but his high behaviour then King I will Father Gov. And with scorn I fear contempt too King I hope not Gov. I will not name a lust It may be that also A little force must be applyed upon him Now now applyed a little force to humble him These sweet intreaties do but make him wanton King Take heed ye wrong him not Gov. Take heed to your safety I but forewarn ye King if you mistrust me Or think I come un-sent King No I 'll go with you Exeunt Enter Armusia Quisara Arm. Madam you see there 's nothing I can reach at Either in my obedience or my service That may deserve your love or win a liking But a poor thought but I pursue it seriously Take pleasure in your Will even in your anger Which other men would grudge at and grow stormy I study new humility to please ye And take a kind of joy in my afflictions Because they come from ye I love my sorrows Pray Madam but consider Quisar Yes I do Sir And to that honest end I drew ye hither I know ye have deserv'd as much as man can And know it is a justice to requite you I know ye love Arm. If ever love was mortal And dwelt in man and for that love command me So strong I find it and so true here Lady Something of such a greatness to allow me Those things I have done already may seem foyls too 'T is equity that man aspires to heaven Should win it by his worth and not sleep to it Enter Governor and King Gov. Now stand close King and hear and as you find him Believe me right or let Religion suffer Quisar I dare believe your worth without additions But since you are so liberal of your love Sir And wou'd be farther tried I do intend it Because you shall not or you wou'd not win me At such an easie rate Arm. I am prepared still And if I shrink Quisar I know ye are no coward This is the utmost trial of your constancy And if you stand fast now I am yours your wife Sir You hold there 's nothing dear that may atchieve me Doubted or dangerous Arm. There 's nothing nothing Let me but know that I may straight flie to it Quisar I 'll tell you then change your Religion And be of one belief with me Arm. How Quisar Mark Worship our Gods renounce that faith ye are bred in 'T is easily done I 'll teach ye suddenly And humbly on your knees Arm. Ha I 'll be hang'd first Quisar Offer as we do Arm. To the devil Lady Offer to him I hate I know the devil To dogs and cats you make offer to them To every bird that flies and every worm How terribly I shake Is this the venture The trial that you talk'd of where have I been And how forgot my self how lost my memory When did I pray or look up stedfastly Had any goodness in my heart to guide me That I should give this vantage to mine enemy The enemy to my peace forsake my faith Quisar Come come I know ye love me Arm. Love ye this way This most destroying way sure you but jest Lady Quisar My Love and Life are one way Arm. Love alone then and mine another way I 'll love diseases first Doat on a villain that would cut my throat Wooe all afflictions of all sorts kiss cruelty Have mercy heaven how have I been wand'ring Wand'ring the way of Lust and left my Maker How have I slept like Cork upon a water And had no feeling of the storm that tost me Trode the blind paths of death forsook assurance Eternity of blessedness for a woman For a young handsome face hazard my Being Quisar Are not our powers eternal so their comforts As great and full of hopes as yours Arm. They are puppets Gov. Now mark him Sir and but observe him nearly Ar. Their comforts like themselves cold sensless outsides You make 'em sick as we are peevish mad Subject to age and how can they cure us That are not able to refine themselves Quis The Sun and Moon we worship those are heavenly And their bright influences we believe Arm. Away fool I adore the Maker of that Sun and Moon That gives those bodies light and influence That pointed out their paths and taught their motions They are not so great as we they are our servants Plac'd there to teach us time to give us knowledge Of when and how the swellings of the main are And their returns agen they are but our Stewards To make the earth fat with their influence That she may bring forth her increase and feed us â—â—l I fall from this faith to please a woman For her embraces bring my soul to ruin I look'd you should have said make me a Christian Work that great cure for 't is a great one woman That labor truly to perform that venture The crown of all great trial and the fairest I look'd ye should have wept and kneel'd to beg it Washt off your mist of ignorance with waters Pure and repentant from those eyes I look'd You should have brought me your chief god ye worship He that you offer humane bloud and life to And make a sacrifice of him to memory Beat down his Altars ruin'd his false Temples Gov. Now you may see Quisar Take heed you goe too far Sir And yet I love to hear him I must have ye And to that end I let you storm a little I know there must be some strife in your bosom To cool and quiet ye e'r you can come back I know old friends cannot part suddainly There will be some lett still yet I must have ye Have ye of my faith too and so enjoy ye Arm. Now I contemn ye and I hate my self For looking on that face lasciviously And it looks ugly now me thinks Quisar How Portugal Arm. It looks like death it self to which 't wou'd lead me Your eyes resemble pale dispair they fright me And in their rounds a thousand horrid ruins Methinks I see and in your tongue hear fearfully The hideous murmurs of weak souls have suffer'd Get from me I despise ye and know woman That for all this trap you have laid to catch my life in To catch my immortal life I hate and curse ye Contemn your Deities spurn at their powers And where I meet your Mahumet gods I 'll swing 'em Thus o'r my head and kick 'em into puddles Nay I will out of vengeance search your Temples And with those hearts that serve my God demolish Your shambles of wild worships Gov. Now now you hear Sir Arm. I will have my faith since you are so crafty The glorious cross although I love your brother Let him frown too I will have my devotion And let your whole State storm King Enter and take him I am sorry friend that I am forc'd to do this Gov. Be sure you bind him fast Quisar But
Is he not Duke indeed see how he looks As if his spirit were a last or two Above his veins and stretcht his noble hide Long. Hee 's high-brac't like a Drum pray God he break not Bew. Why let him break there 's but a Calves-skin lost Long. May it please your Grace to see the City 'T will be to the minds and much contentment Of the doubtful people Du. I am determin'd so till my return I leave my honour'd Dutchess to her chamber Be careful of your health I pray you be so Ser. Your Grace shall suffer us your humble servants To give attendance fit so great a person Upon your body Du. I am pleased so Long. Away good Bewford raise a guard sufficient To keep him from the reach of Tongues be quick And do you hear remember how the streets Must be dispos'd with for cries and salutations Your Grace determines not to see the King Du. Not yet I shall be ready ten dayes hence To kiss his Highness hand and give him thanks As it is fit I should for his great bounty Set forward Gentlemen Groom Room for the Duke there Exeunt Duke and Train Wife 'T is fit he should have room to shew his mightiness He swells so with his poyson 'T is better to reclaim ye thus than make A sheeps-head of you It had been but your due But I have mercy Sir and mean to reclaim you By a directer course That Woman is not worthy of a Soul That has the sovereign power to rule her husband And gives her title up so long provided As there be fair play and his state not wrong'd Enter Shattillion Shat I would be glad to know whence this new Duke springs The people buz abroad or by what title He receiv'd his dignity 't is very strange There should be such close jugling in the State But I am ty'd to silence yet a day May come and soon to perfect all these doubts Wife It is the mad Shattillion by my Soul I suffer much for this poor Gentleman I 'll speak to him may be he yet knows me Monsieur Shattilion Shat. Can you give me reason from whence This great Duke sprang that walks abroad Wife Even from the King himself Shat. As you are a Woman I think you may be cover'd Yet your prayer would do no harm good Woman Wife God preserve him Enter Shattillions Love Shat. I say Amen and so say all good Subjects Love Lady as ever you have lov'd or shall As you have hope of heaven lend your hand And wit to draw this poor distracted man Under your roofe from the broad eyes of people And wonder of the streets Wife With all my heart My feeling of his grief and loss is much Love Sir now you are come so near the prison will ye Goe in and visit your fair Love poor soul She would be glad to see you Shat. This same Duke is but Apocryphal there 's no creation That can stand where titles are not right Lov. 'T is true Sir Shat. This is another draught upon my life Let me examine well the words I spake The words I spake were that this novel Duke Is not o' th' true making 't is to me most certain Wife You are as right Sir as you went by line Shat. And to the grief of many thousands more Wife If there be any such God comfort them Shat. Whose mouths may open when the time shall please I 'm betray'd commend me to the King And tell him I am sound and crave but justice You shall not need to have your guard upon me Which I am sure are plac'd for my attachment Lead on I 'm obedient to my bonds Lov. Good Sir be not displeased with us We are but servants to his Highness will To make that good Shat. I do forgive you even with my heart Shall I entreat a favor Wife Any thing Shat. To see my love before that fatal stroak And publish to the world my christian death And true obedience to the Crown of France Lov. I hope it shall not need Sir for there is mercy As well as Justice in his Royal heart Exeunt Enter three Gentlemen 1 Gent. Every man take his corner here am I You there and you in that place so be perfect Have a great care your cries be loud and faces Full of dejected fear and humbleness He comes Enter Jaques Ja. Fye how these streets are charg'd and swell'd With these same rascally people give more room Or I shall have occasion to distribute A martial almes amongst you as I am a Gentleman I have not seen such rude disorder They follow him like a prize there 's no true gaper Like to your Citizen he will be sure The Beares shall not pass by his door in peace But he and all his family will follow Room there afore Sound Enter Duke and his company Ja. Give room and keep your places And you may see enough keep your places Long. These people are too far unmanner'd thus To stop your Graces way with multitudes Du. Rebuke them not good Monsieur 't is their loves Which I will answer if it please my stars To spare me life and health 2 Gen. Bless your Grace Du. And you with all my heart 1 Gen. Now heaven preserve your happy dayes Du. I thank you too 3. Gen. Now Heaven save your Grace Du. I thank you all Bew. On there before Du. Stand Gentlemen stay yet a while For I am minded to impart my love To these good people and my friends Whose love and prayers for my greatness Are equal in abundance note me well And with my words my heart for as the Tree Long. Your Grace had best beware 't will be inform'd Your greatness with the people Duke I had more My honest and ingenious people But The weight of business hath prevented me I am call'd from you but this tree I spake of Shall bring forth fruit I hope to your content And so I share my bowels amongst you all Omnes A noble Duke a very noble Duke Enter a Gentleman Ser. Afore there Gentlemen Gen. You 'r faithfully met good Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Be advis'd the time is alter'd Gen. Is he not the same man he was afore Duke Still the same man to you Sir Long. You have received mighty Grace be thankful Gen. Let me not dye in ignorance Long. You shall not Then know the King out of his love hath pleas'd To stile him Duke of Burgundy Gen. O great Duke Thus low I plead for pardon and desire To be enrol'd amongst your poorest slaves Du. Sir you have mercy and withal my hand From henceforth let me call you one of mine Ser. Make room afore there and dismiss the people Du. Every Man to his house in peace and quiet Peop. Now heaven preserve the Duke heaven bless the Duke Exeunt Omnes Enter Wife Wife This Letter came this morn from my Cosin To the great Lady high and mighty Duchess Of burgundy be these delivered Oh
There 's hope for me Cas Why you dare fight with him And need be for the Kingdom Sel. With Arcadius If you 'll make stakes my life against his crown I 'll fight with him and you and your fine Son And all the Courtiers one after another Cas ' T wo'not come to that Sel. I am of your Lordships mind so fare you well Cas Yet stay and hear Sel. What that you have betray'd me Do tell your King my life is grown a burden And I 'll confess and make your souls look pale To see how nimble mine shall leap this battlement Of flesh and dying laugh at your poor malice Omnes No more long live Leonatus King of Epire. Sel. Leonatus Who 's that Cas Be bold and be a King our brains have been Working to raise you to this height here are None but friends dare von but call your self Leonatus and but justifie with confidence What we 'll proclaime you if we do not bring The Crown to your head we ' ill forfeit ours Eub. The state is in distraction Arcadius Is prov'd a King there was an elder brother If you dare but pronounce you are the same Forget you are my son Pol. These are no trifles Sir all is plotted To assure your greatness if you will be wise And take the faire occasion that 's presented Sel. Arcadius you say is lawful King And now to depose him you would make me An elder brother is' t not so Cas Most right Sel. Nay right or wrong if this be your true meaning Omnes Upon our lives Sel. I 'll venture mine but with your pardon Whose brain was this from whom took this plot life Eub. My Lord Cassander Sel. And you are of his mind and you and think This may he done Eub. The destinies shall not croâ—s us if you have Spirit to undertake it Sel. Undertake it I am not us'd to compliment I 'll owe My life to you my fortunes to your Lordship Compose me as you please and when y 'ave made Me what you promise you shall both divide Me equally one word my Lord I had rather Live in the prison still than be a propeâ—â—y To advance his politick ends Eub. Have no suspition Cas So so I see Demetrius heels already Trip'd up and I 'll dispatch him out o th' way Which gone I can depose this at my leasure Being an Impostor then my Son stands fair And may piece with the Princess we lose time What think you if we first surprize the Court While you command the Castle we shall curbe All opposition Eub. Let 's proclaim him first I have some faction the people love me They gain'd to us wee 'll fall upon the Court. Cas Unless Demetrius yield himself he bleeds Sel. Who dares call treason sin when it succeeds Exeunt Omnes Enter Sophia and Charilla Cha. Madam you are too passionate and lose The greatness of your soul with the expence Of too much grief for that which providence Hath eas'd you of the burden of a state Above your tender bearing Sop. Thour' t a fool And canst not reach the spirit of a Lady Born great as I was and made onely less By a too cruel destiny above Our tender bearing What goes richer to The composition of Man than ours Our soul as free and spatious our heart 's As great our will as large each thought as active And in this onely Man more proud than we That would have us less capable of Empire But search the stories and the name of Queen Shines bright with glory and some precedents Above Mans imitation Cha. I grant it For the honor of our sex nor have you Madam By any weakness sorfeited command He that succeeds in justice was before you And you have gain'd more in a royal brother Than you could lose by your resign of Epire. Sop. This I allow Charilla I ha done 'T is not the thought I am depos'd afflicts me At the same time I feel a joy to know My Brother living no there is another Wound in me above cure Cha. Virtue forbid Sop. Canst find me out a Surgeon for that Cha. For what Sop. My bleeding fame Cha. Oh do not injure Your own clear innocence Sop. Do not flatter me I have been guilty of an act will make All love in women question'd is not that A blot upon a Virgins name my birth Cannot extâ—nuate my shame I am Become the stain of Epire. Cha. 'T is but Your own opinion Madam which presents Something to fright your self which cannot Be in the same shape so horrid to our sense Sop. Thou wod'st but canst not appear ignorant Did not the Court nay the whole Kingdom take Notice I lov'd Lisimachus Cha. True Madam Sop. No I was false Though counsel'd by my Father to affect him I had my politick ends upon Cassander To be absolute Queen flattering his son with hopes Of love and marriage when that very day I blush to think I wrong'd Lisimachus That noble Gentleman but heaven punish'd me For though to know Demetrius was a blessing Yet who will not impute it my dishonor Cha. Madam you yet may recompence Lisimachus If you affect him now you were not false To him whom then you lov'd not if you can Find any gentle passion in your soul To entertain his thought no doubt his heart Though sad retains a noble will to meet it His love was firm to you and cannot be Unrooted with one storme Sop. He will not sure Trust any language from her tongue that mock'd him Although my soul doth weep sor't and is punish'd To love him above the world Enter Lisimachus Cha. Hee 's here As fate would have him reconcil'd be free And speak your thoughts Lisi If Madam I appear Too bold your charity will sign my pardon I heard you were not well which made me haste To pay the duty of an humble visit Sop. You do not mock me Sir Lisi I am confident You think me not so lost to manners in The knowledge of your person to bring with me Such rudeness I have nothing to present But a heart full of wishes for your health And what else may be added to your happiness Sop. I thought you had been sensible Lisi How Madam Sop. A man of understanding can you spend One prayer for me remembring the dishonor I have done Lisimachus Lisi Nothing can deface that part of my Religion in me not to pray for you Sop. It is not then impossible you may Forgive me too indeed I have a soul Is full of penitence and something else If blushing would allow to give 't a name Lisi What Madam Sop. Love a love that should redeem My past offence and make me white again Lisi I hope no sadness can possess your thoughts For me I am not worthy of this sorrow But if you mean it any satisfaction For what your will hath made me suffer 't is But a strange overflow of Charity To keep me still alive be your self Madam And let
no cause of mine be guilty of This rape upon your eyes my name 's not worth The least of all your tears Sop. You think 'em counterfeit Lisi Although I may Suspect a Womans smile hereafter yet I would believe their wet eyes and if this Be what you promise for my sake I have But one reply Sop. I waite it Lisi I have now Another Mistress Sop. Stay Lisi To whom I have made Since your revolt from me a new chaste vow Which not the second malice of my fate Shall violate and she deserves it Madam Even for that wherein you are excellent Beauty in which she shines equal to you Her vertue if she but maintain what now She is Mistress of beyond all competition So rich it cannot know to be improv'd At least in my esteem I may offend But truth shall justifie I have not flatter'd her I beg your pardon and to leave my duty Upon your hand all that is good flow in you Exit Sop. Did he not say Charilla that he had Another Mistress Cha. Such a sound methought Came from him Sop. Let 's remove here 's too much ayre The sad note multiplies Cha. Take courage Madam And my advice he has another Mistress If he have twenty be you wise and cross him With entertaining twice as many servants And when he sees your humor he 'll return And sue for any Livery grieve for this Sop. It must be she 't is Polidora has Taken his heart she live my rival How does the thought inflame me Cha. Polidora Sop. And yet she does but justly and he too â— would have rob'd her of Arcadius heart And they will both have this revenge on me But something will rebel Exit Enter Demetrius Philocles Lisander De. The house is desolate none comes forth to meet us â—hee's slow to entertain us Philocles â— prethee tell me did she weare no cloud Upon her brow was 't freely that she said We should be welcome Phi. To my apprehension Yet 't is my wonder she appears not Lisa She nor any other Sure there 's some conceit To excuse it Dem. Stay Who 's this observe what follows Phi. Fortune some maske to entertain you Sir Enter Fortune crown'd attended with Youth Health and Pleasure For. Not yet What silence doth inhabit here No preparation to bid Fortune welcome Fortune the genious of the World have we Descended from our pride and state to come So far attended with our darlings Youth Pleasure and Health to be neglected thus Sure this is not the place call hither Fame Enter Fame Fa. What would great Fortune For. Know Who dwells here Fa. Once more I report great Queen This is the house of Love For. It cannot be This place has too much shade and looks as if â—t had been quite forgotten of the Spring And Sun-beames Love affect society And heat here all is cold as the hairs of Winter No harmony to catch the busie eare Of passengers no object of delight To take the wandring eyes no song no grone Of Lovers no complaint of Wiliow garlands Love has a Beacon upon his palace top Of flaming hearts to call the weary pilgrime To rest and dwell with him I see no fire To threaten or to warme Can Love dwell here Fa. If there be noble love upon the World Trust Fame and find it here For. Make good your boast And bring him to us De. What does mean all this Lisa I told you Sir we should have some device Enter Love There 's Cupid now that little Gentleman Has troubled every Masque at Court this seven year Dem. No more Love Welcome to Love how much you honor me Iâ— had become me that upon your summons I should have waited upon mighty Fortune But since you have vouchsafed to visit me All the delights Love can invent shall flow To entertain you Musick through the ayre Shoot your inticing harmony For. We came to dance and revel with you Lov. I am poor In my ambition and want thought to reach How much you honor Love Dance Enter Honor. Hon. What intrusion 's this Whom do you seek here Lov. 'T is honor For. He my servant Lov. Fortune is come to visit us Hon. And has Corrupted Love Is this thy faith to her On whom we both waite to betray her thus To Fortunes triumph take her giddy wheel And be no more companion to honor I blush to know thee who 'll believe there can Be truth in Love hereafter Lov. I have found My eyes and see my shame and with it this Proud sorceress from whom and all her charmes I flye agen to Honor be my guard Without thee I am lost and cannot boast The merit of a name Fâ—r Despis'd I shall Remember this affront Dem. What Moral 's this Exeunt Enter Honor with the Crown upon a mourning Cushion What melancholly object strikes a sudden Chillness through all my veines and turns me Ice It is the same I sent the very same As the first pledge of her insuing greatness Why in this mourning livery if she live To whom I sent it ha What shape of sorrow Enter Polidora in mourning It is not Polidora she was faire Enough and wanted not the setting off With such a black if thou beest Polidora Why mournes my love it neither does become Thy fortune nor my joyes Pol. But it becomes My griefs this habit fits a funeral And it were sin my Lord not to lament A friend new dead Dem. And I yet living can A sorrow enter but upon thy Garment Or discomplexion thy attire whilst I Enjoy a life for thee Who can deserve Weigh'd with thy living comforts but a piece Of all this Ceremony give him a name Pol. He was Arcadius Dem. Arcadius Pol. A Gentleman that lov'd me dearly once And does compel these poor and fruitless drops Which willingly would fall upon his hearse To imbalme him twice Dem. And are you sure hee 's dead Pol. As sure as you 'r living Sir and yet I did not close his eyes but he is dead And I shall never see the same Arcadius He was a Man so rich in all that 's good At least I thought him so so perfect in The rules of honor whom alone to imitate Were glory in a Prince Nature her self Till his creation wrought imperfectly As she had made but tryal of the rest To mould him excellent Dem. And is he dead Come shame him not with praises recollect Thy scatter'd hopes and let me tell my best And dearest Polidora that he lives Still lives to honor thee Pol. Lives Where Dem. Look here Am not I worth your knowledge Pol. And my duty You are Demetrius King of Epire Sir I could not easily mistake him so To whom I gave my heart Dem. Mine is not chang'd But still hath sed upon thy memory These honors and additions of state Are lent me for thy sake be not so strange Let me not lose my entertainment now I am improv'd and rais'd unto the height Beneath which I
did blush to ask thy love Pol. Give me your pardon Sir Arcadius At our last meeting without argument To move him more than his affection to me Vow'd he did love me love me above all Women And to confirm his heart was truely mine He wish'd I tremble to remember it When he forsook his Polidora's love That Heaven might kill his happiness on Earth Was not this nobly said did not this promise A truth to shame the Turtles Dem. And his heart Iâ— still the same and I thy constant Lover Pol. Give me your leave I pray I would not say Arcadius was perjur'd but the same day Forgetting all his promises and oathes While yet they hung upon his lips forsook me D' ee not remember this too gave his faith From me transported with the noise of greatness And would be married to a Kingdom Dem. But Heaven permitted not I should dispose What was ordain'd for thee Pol. It was not virtue In â—im for sure he found no check no sting In his own bosome but gave freely all The reines to blind ambition Dem. I am wounded The thought of thee i th' throng of all my joyes Like poyson powr'd in Nectar turnes me frantick Dear if Arcadius have made a fault Let not Demetrius be punish'd for 't He pleads that ever will be constant to thee Pol. Shall I believe Mans flatteries agen Lose my sweet rest and peace of thought agen Be drawn by you from the streight paths of virtue Into the maze of Love Dem. I see compassion in thy eye that chides me If I have either soul but what 's contain'd Within these words or if one syllable Of their full force be not made good by me May all relenting thoughts in you take end And thy disdain be doubled from thy pardon I 'll count my Coronation and that hour Fix with a rubrick in my Calendar As an auspicious time to entertain Affairs of weight with Princes think who now Intreats thy mercy come thou sha't be kind And divide Titles with me Pol. Hear me Sir I lov'd you once for virtue and have not A thought so much unguarded as to be won From my truth and innocence with any Motives of state to affect you Your bright temptation mourns while it stayes here Nor can the triumph of glory which made you Forget me so court my opinion back Were you no King I should be sooner drawn Again to love you but 't is now too late A low obedience shall become me best May all the joyes I want Still wait on you if time hereafter tell you That sorrow for your fault hath struck me dead May one soft tear drop from your eye in pitty Bedew my hearse and I shall sleep securely I have but one word more for goodness sake For your own honor Sir correct your passion To her you shall love next and I forgive you Exit Dem. Her heart is frozen up nor can warm prayers Thaw it to any softness Phi. I 'll fetch her Sir again Dem. Perswade her not Phi. You give your passion too much leave to triumph Seek in another what she denies Enter Macarius Mac. Where 's the King oh Sir you are undone A dangerous treason is a foot Dem. What Treason Mac. Cassander and Eubulus have proclaim'd Another King whom they pretend to be Leonatus your elder Brother he that was But this morning prisoner in the Castle Dem. Ha Mac. The easie Epirotes Gather in multitudes to advance his Title They have seised upon the Court secure your person Whilst we raise power to curbe this Insurrection Ant. Lose no time then Dem. We will not Arme one Man Speak it agen have I a brother living And must be no King Mac. What means your Grace Dem. This newes doth speak me happy it exalts My heart and makes me capable of more Than twenty Kingdoms Phi. Will you not Sir stand Upon your guard Dem. I 'll stand upon my honor Mercy relieves me Lisa Will you lose the Kingdom Dem. The World 's too poor to bribe me leave Me all lest you extenuate my fame and I Be thought to have redeem'd it by your counsel You shall not share one sâ—ruple in the honor Titles may set a gloss upon our Name But Virtue onely is the soul of Fame Mac. He 's strangely possest Gentlemen Exeunt Omnes Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Philocles and Lisander Phi. HEre 's a strange turne Lisander Lisa 'T is a Kingdom Easily purchas'd who will trust the faith Of multitudes Phi. It was his fault that would So tamely give his Title to their Mercy The new King has possession Lisa And is like To keep 't we are alone what dost think of This innovation Is' t not a fine Jigge A precious cunning in the late Protector To shuffle a new Prince into the state Phi. I know not how they have shuffled but my head on 't A false card is turn'd up trump but fates look to 't Enter Cassander and Eubulus Eub. Does he not carry it bravely Cas Excellently Philocles Lisander Phi. Lis Your Lordships servants Are we not bound to heaven for multiplying These blessings on the Kingdom Phi. Heaven alone Works miracles my Lord. Lisa I think your Lordship Had as little hope once to see these Princes Revive Phi. Here we must place our thanks Next providence for preserving So dear a pledge Enter Leonatus attended Eub. The King Leo. It is our pleasure The number of our guard be doubled give A Largess to the Soldiers but dismiss not The Troops till we command Cas May it please Leo. It will not please us otherwise my Lord We have try'd your faith Eub. Does he not speak with confidence Leo. My Lords and Gentlemen to whose faith we must Oâ—e next to Heaven our fortune and our safety After a tedious eclipse the day â— bright and we invested in those honors Our bloud and birth did challenge Cas May no time â—e registred in our annals that shall mention â—â—e that had life to oppose your sacred person Leo. Let them whose Titles forg'd and flaw'd suspect Their states security our right to Epire â—eaven is oblig'd to prosper treason has â—o face so black to fright it all my cares â—evel to this that I may worthily â—anage the province and advance the honor â—f our dear Countrey and be confident â— an expence of bloud may give addition â—f any happiness to you I shall â—ffer my heart the sacrifice and rejoyce â—o make my self a ghost to have inscrib'd â—pon my marble but whose cause I died for Eub. May Heaven avert such danger Cas Excellent Prince â— whom we see the Copy of his Father â—one but the Son of Theodosius â—ould have spoke thus Leo. We are pleas'd to interpret well â—et give me leave to say in my own justice â— have but exprest the promptness of my soul â—o serve you all but 't is not empty wishes â—an satisfie our mighty charge a weight â—ould make an Atlas double a Kings
glutted in your sweets and soon forgetful I could say more and tell ye I have a brother Another brother that so far excells this Both in the ornaments of Man and making Cla. If you were not his sister I should doubt ye mainly Doubt ye for his love ye deal so cunningly Do not abuse me I have trusted ye with more than life With my first love be careful of me Amin. In what use Madam Cla. In this Lady Speak to him for me you have power upon him Tell him I love him tell him I dote on him It will become your tongue Amin. Become my grave O fortune O cursed fortune Cla. Tell him his liberty And all those with him all our wealth and Jewels Good sister for I 'll call ye so Amin. I shall Lady Even die I hope Cla. Here 's Meat and Wine pray take it And there he lies give him what liberty you please But still conceal'd What pleasure you shall please Sister He shall ne'er want again Nay see an you 'l take it Why do you study thus Amin. To avoid mischiefs if they should happen Cla. Goe and be happy for me Amin. O blind fortune Yet happy thus far I shall live to see him In what strange desolation lives he here now Sure this Curtaiâ— will reveale Enter Albert. Alb. Who 's that ha Some gentle hand I hope to bring me comfort Or if it be my death 't is sweetly shadowed Amin. Have ye forgot me Sir Alb. My Aminta Amin. She Sir That walks here up and down an empty shadow One that for some few hours But wanders here carrying her own sad Coffin Seeking some Desart place to lodge her griefs in Alb. Sweet sorrow welcome welcome noble grief How got you this fair liberty to see me For sorrows in your shape are strangers to me Amin. I come to counsel ye Alb. Ye are still more welcome For good friends in afflictions give good Councels Pray then proceed Amin. Pray eat first ye shew faint Here 's Wine to refresh ye too Alb. I thank ye dear Amin. Drink again Alb. Here 's to our loves How turn and weep Pray pledge it this happiness we have yet left Our hearts are free Not pledge it Why And though beneath the Axe this health were holy Why do ye weep thus Amin. I come to woo ye Alb. To woo me Sweet I am woo'd and won already You know I am yours This pretty way becomes ye But you would deceive my sorrows that 's your intent Amin. I would I could I should not weep but smile Do ye like your Meat and Wine Alb. Like it Amin. Do you like your liberty Alb. All these I well may like Amin. Then pray like her that sent ' em Do ye like wealth and most unequal'd beauty Alb. Peace indeed you 'l make me angry Amin. Would I were dead that ask it Then ye might freely like and I forgive ye Alb. What like and who add not more misery To a man that 's fruitful in afflictions Who is' t you would have me like Who sent these comforts Amin. I must tell Alb. Be bold Amin. But be you temperate If you be bold I die The young fair Virgin Sorrow hath made me old O hearken And wisely hark the Governess daughter That Star that strikes this Island full of wonder That blooming sweetness Alb. What of her Amin. She sent it and with it It must be out she dotes on ye And must enjoy ye else no joy must find ye Alb. And have you the patience to deliver this Amin. A sister may say much and modestly Alb. A sister Amin. Yes that name undid ye Undid us both had ye nam'd Wife she had fear'd ye And fear'd the sin she follow'd She had shun'd yea Her Virgin modesty had not touch'd at ye But thinking you were free hath kindled a fire I fear will hardly be extinguisht Alb. Indeed I played the â—ool Amin. O my best Sir take heed Take heed of lies Truth though it trouble some minds Some wicked minds that are both dark and dangerous Yet it preserves it self comes off pure innocent And like the Sun though never so eclips'd Must break in glory O Sir lie no more Alb. Ye have read me a fair Lecture And put a spell upon my tongue for fayning But how will you counsel now Amin Ye must study to forget me Alb. How Amin. Be patient Be wise and patient it concens ye highly Can ye lay by our loves But why should I doubt it Ye are a man and man may shift affections 'T is held no sin To come to the point Ye must lose me many and mighty reasons Alb. Hear me Aminta Have you a man that loves you too that feeds ye That sends ye liberty Has this great Governess A noble son too young and apt to catch ye Am I because I am in bonds and miserable My health decay'd my youth and strength half blasted My fortune like my waining self for this despis'd Am I for this forsaken a new love chosen And my affections like my fortunes wanderers Take heed of lying you that chid me for it And shew'd how deep a sin it was and dangerous Take heed your self you swore you lov'd me dearly No few nor little oathes you swore Aminta Those seal'd with no small faith I then assur'd my self O seek no new wayes to cozen truth Amin. I do not By love it self I love thee And ever must nor can all deaths dissolve it Alb. Why do you urge me thus then Amin. For your safety To preserve your life Alb. My life I do confess is hers She gives it And let her take it back I yield it My loves intirely thine none shall touch at it None my Aminta none Amin. Ye have made me happy And now I know ye are mine Fortune I scorn thee Goe to your rest and I 'll sit by ye Whilst I have time I 'll be your mate and comfort ye For only I am trusted you shall want nothing Not a liberty that I can steal ye Alb. May we not celebrate our loves Aminta And where our wishes cannot meet Amin. You are wanton But with cold kisses I 'll allay that fever Look for no more and that in private too Believe me I shall blush else But let 's consider we are both lost else Alb. Let 's in and prevent fate Exeunâ— Enter Crocale Juletta Tibalt Master Tib. You do well to ayr us Ladies we shall be mâ—sty else What are your wise wills now Cro. You are very crank still Tib. As crank as a holy Fryer fed with hail-stones But do ye bring us out to bait like Bulls Mast Or are you weary of the charge ye are at Turn us abroad again let 's jog Ladies We are gross and course unsit for your sweet pleasures Tib. Knock off our shooes and turn's to grass Cro. You are determined Still to be stubborn then it well becomes ye Tib. An humour Lady that contents a prisoner A sullen sit
unresolv'd Sir And when our hands are clasp'd in that firm faith Which I expect from you same shall be bold 'To speak the loudest on 't oh you grasp me Somewhat too hard friend Cun. That 's Loves eager will I 'll touch it gentlier Kisses her hand Mirab. That 's too low in you Less it be doubly recompenc'd in me She kisses his hand Clow. â—Puh I must stop my mouth I shall be choakt else Cun. Come we 'll not play and trifle with delayes We met to joyn these hands and willingly I cannot leave it till confirmation Mirab. One word first how does your friend kind Sir Gregory Cun. Why do you mention him you love him not Mir. I shall love you the less if you say so Sir In troth I love him but 't is you deceive him This flattering hand of yours does rob him now Now you steal his right from him and I know I shall have hate for 't his hate extreamly Cun. Why I thought you had not come so weakly arm'd Upon my life the Knight will love you for 't Exceedingly love you for ever love you Mir. I you 'll perswade me so Cun. Why he 's my friend And wishes me a fortune equal with him I know and dare speak it for him Mir. Oh this hand betrayes him you might remember him in some courtesie yet at least Cun. I thank your help in 't here 's to his health Where e'er he be Mir. I 'll pledge it were it against my health Clow. Oh oh my heart hops after twelve mile a day upon a good return now could I walk three hundred mile a foot and laugh forwards and backwards Mir. You 'll take the Knights health Sir Clow. Yes yes forsooth oh my sides such a Banquet once a week would make me grow fat in a fortnight Cun. Well now to close our meeting with the close Of mutual hands and hearts thus I begin Here in Heavens eye and all loves sacred powers Which in my Prayers stand propitious I knit this holy hand fast and with this hand The heart that owes this hand ever binding By force of this initiating Contract Both heart and hand in love faith loyalty Estate or what to them belongs in all the dues Rights and honors of a faithful husband And this firm vow henceforth till death to stand Irrevocable seal'd both with heart and hand Mir. Which thus I second but oh Sir Gregory Cun. Agen this interposition 's ill believe me Mir. Here in Heavens eye and all Loves sacred powers I knit this holy hand fast and with this hand The heart that owes this hand ever binding Both heart and hand in love honor loyalty Estate or what to them belongs in all the dues Rights and duties of a true faithful Wife And this firm Vow henceforth till death to stand Irrevocable seal'd both with heart and hand Sir Greg. A full agreement on both parts Cun. I here 's witness of that Sir Greg. Nay I have over-reacht you Lady and that 's much For any Knight in England to over-reach a Lady Mir. I rejoyce in my deceit I am a Lady Now I thank you Sir Clow. Good morrow Lady Fop. Sir Greg. ' Snails I 'm gull'd made a worshipful ass this is not my Lady Cun. But it is Sir and true as your dream told you That your Lady was become another Woman Sir Greg. I 'll have another Lady Sir if there were no more Ladies in London blind-man buff is an unlawful Game Cun. Come down on your knees first and thank your Stars Sir Greg. A fire of my stars I may thank you I think Cun. So you may pray for me and honor me That have preserv'd you from a lasting torment For a perpetual comfort Did you call me friend Sir Greg. I pray pardon me for that I did miscall you I confess Cun. And should I receiving such a thankful name Abuse it in the act Should I see my friend Baffed disgrac'd without any reverence To your title to be call'd slave rascal Nay curst to your face fool'd scorn'd beaten down With a womans peevish hate yet I should stand And suffer you to be lost cast away I would have seen you buried quick first Your spurs of Knighthood to have wanted rowels And to be kickt from your heels slave rascall Hear this Tongue Mir. My dearest Love sweet Knight my Lord my Husband Cun. So this is not slave and rascall then Mir. What shall your eye command but shall be done In all the duties of a loyal Wife Cun. Good good are not curses fitter for you wer 't not better Your head were broke with the handle of a fan Or your nose bor'd with a silver bodkin Mir. Why I will be a servant in your Lady Cun. ' Pox but you shall not she 's too good for you This contract shall be a nullity I 'll break 't off And see you better bestow'd Sir Greg. 'Slid but you shall not Sir she 's mine own and I am hers and we are one anothers lawfully and let me see him that will take her away by the Civil Law if you be my friend keep you so if you have done me a good turn do not hit me i' th' teeth with 't that 's not the part of a friend Cun. If you be content Sir Greg. Content I was never in better content on it my life I 'll not change her for both the Exchanges New or the Old Come kiss me boldly Clow. Give you joy Sir Sir Greg. Oh Sir I thank you as much as though I did you are belov'd of Ladies you see we are glad of under-women Clow. Ladies let not Ladies be disgrac'd you are as it were a Married Man and have a family and for the parties sake that was unnam'd before being Pese-cod time I am appeas'd yet I would wish you make a Ruler of your Tongue Cun. Nay no dissention here I must bar that And this friend I entreat you and be advis'd Let this private contract be yet conceal'd And still support a seeming face of love Unto the Lady mark how it availes you And quits all her scorns her Unckle is now hot In pursuit of the match and will enforce her Bend her proud stomach that she shall proffer Her self to you which when you have flouted And laught your fill at you shall scorn her off With all your disgraces trebled upon her For there the pride of all her heart will bow When you shall foot her from you not she you Sir Greg. Good I'faith I 'll continue it I 'd fain laugh aâ— the old fellow too for he has abus'd me as scurvily as hiâ— Neece my Knight-hoods upon the spur we 'll go to Bed and then to Church as fast as we can Exit Sir Greg. and Miraâ— Clow. I do wonder I do not hear of the Lady yet Cun. The good minute may come sooner than you are aware of I do not think but 't will e'r night yet as near as ' t is Clow. Well I
will go walk by the New River in that meditation I am o'er shooes I 'm sure upon the drie bank this gullery of my Master will keep me company this two hours too if love were not an enemy to laughter I should drive away the time well enough you know my walk Sir if she sends I shall be found angling for I will try what I can catch for luck sake I will fish fair for 't Oh Knight that thou shouldst be gull'd so ha ha it does me good at heart But oh Lady thou tak'st down my merry part Exit Enter Witty-pate Witty Friend Cun. Here friend Witty All 's afoot and will goe smooth away The woman has conquer'd the women they are gone Which I have already complain'd to my Father Suggesting that Sir Gregory is fall'n off From his charge for neglects and ill usage And that he is most violently bent On Gentries wise whom I have call'd a widow And that without most sudden prevention He will be married to her Cun. All this is wrong This wings his pursuit and will be before me I am lost for ever Witty No stay you shall not go But with my Father on my wit let it lie You shall appear a friendly assistant To help in all affairs and in execution Help your self only Cun. Would my belief Were strong in this assurance Witty You shall credit it And my wit shall be your slave if it deceive you Enter Old Knight My Father Old K. Oh Sir you are well met where 's the Knight your friend Cun. Sir I think your Son has told you Witty Shall I stand to tell 't agen I tell you he loves But not my Kinswoman her base usage And your slack performance which he accuses most Indeed has turn'd the Knights heart upside down Old K. I 'll curb her for 't can he be but recover'd He shall have her and she shall be dutiful And love him as a Wife too Witty With that condition Sir I dare recall him where he enter'd the Church So much interest of love I assure in him Old K. Sir it shall be no loss to you if you do Witty I but these are words still will not the deeds Be wanting at the recovery if it should be agen Old K. Why here fool I am provided five hunder'd in earnest Of the thousands in her Dower but were they married once â—'d cut him short enough that 's my agreement Witty I now I perceive some purpose in you Father .. Old K. But wherefore is she then stol'n out of doors to him Witty To him oh sie upon your error she has another object believe it Sir Old K. I never could perceive it Cun. I did Sir and to her shame I should speak it To my own sorrow I saw it dalliance Nay dotage with a very Clown a Fool. Old K. Wit and wantons nothing else nothing else She love a fool she 'll sooner make a Fool Of a wise man Cun. I my friend complains so Sir Gregory says flatly she makes a fool of him And these hold circumstances are approv'd Favours have been sent by him yet he ignorant Whither to carry 'em they have been understood And taken from him certain Sir there is An unsuspected fellow lies conceal'd What or where e'er he is these slight neglects Could not be of a Knight else Old K. Well Sir you have promis'd if we recover him Unmarried to salve all these old bruises Cun. I 'll do my best Sir Old K. I shall thank you costly Sir and kindly too Witty Will you talk away the time here Sir and come behind all your purposes Old K. Away good Sir Witty Then stay a little good Sir for my advice Why Father are you broke your wit beggar'd Or are you at your wits end or out of Love with wit no trick of wit to surprize Those designs but with open Hue and Cry For all the world to talk on this is strange You were not wont to slubber a project so Old K. Can you help at a pinch now shew your self My Son go too I leave this to your wit Because I 'll make a proof on 't Witty 'T is thus then I have had late intelligence they are now Bucksom as Bacchus Froes revelling dancing Telling the Musicks numbers with their feet Awaiting the meeting of permonish'd friends That 's questionless little dreading you Now Sir with a dexterous trick indeed suddain And sufficient were well to enter on um As something like the abstract of a Masque What though few persons if best for our purpose That commends the project Old K. This takes up time Witty Not at all I can presently furnish With loose disguises that shall fit that Scene Old K. Why what wants then Witty Nothing but charge of Musick That must be paid you know Old K. That shall be my charges I 'll pay the Musick What e'er it cost Witty And that shall be all your charge Now on I like it there will be wit in 't Father Exit Old K. and Witty Cun. I will neither distrust his wit nor friendship Yet if his Master brain should be o'er-thrown My resolution now shall seize mine own Exit Enter Neece Lady Ruinous Guardianess Ruinous Priscian with instruments masqu'd L. Rui. Nay let 's have Musick let that sweet breath at least Give us her airy welcome 't will be the best I fear this ruin'd receptacle will yield But that most freely Nee. My welcome follows me Else I am ill come hither you assure me Still Mr. Cunningame will be here and that it was His kind entreaty that wish'd me meet him L. Ruin Else let me be that shame unto my Sex That all belief may flie um Nee. Continue still The Knights name unto my Guardianess She expects no other Ruin He will he will assure you Lady Sir Gregory will be here and suddainly This Musick fore-ran him is' t not so consorts Ruin Yes Lady he stays on some device to bring along Such a labour he was busie in some witty device Nee. 'Till belong e'r he comes then for wits a great Labour to him Guard Well well you 'll agree better one day Nee. Scarce two I think Guard Such a mock-beggar suit of cloaths as led me Into the fools pair-of-Dice with Dewze Ace He that would make me Mistriss Cun Cun Cunnie He 's quite out of my mind but I shall ne'er Forget him while I have a hole in my head Such a one I think would please you better Though he did abuse you Ruin Fye speak well of him now Your Neece has quitted him Guard I hope she has Else she loses me for ever but for Sir Gregory Would he were come I shall ill answer this Unto your Uncle else Nee. You know 't is his pleasure I should keep him company Guard I and should be your own If you did well too Lord I do wonder At the niceness of you Ladies now a days They must have Husbands with so much wit forsooth Worship and
win 'em And make the soldiers valiant You shall seem Lie with them in their trenches talk and drink And be together drunk And what seems stranger We 'll sometimes wench together which once practis'd And with some other care and hidden acts They being all made mine I 'll breach into them Such fearless resolution and such fervor That though I brought them to beseige a fort Whose waâ—ls were steeple high and cannon proof Not to be undermin'd they should fly up Like swallows and the paâ—apet once won For proof of their obedience if I wâ—ll'd them They should leap down again and what is more By some directions they should have from me Not break their necks Thi. This is above belief Brun. Sir on my knowledg though he hath spoke much He 's able to do more Lecure. She means on her Brun. And howsoever in his thankfulness For some few favors done him by my self He left Austracia not Theodoret Though he was chiefly aim'd at could have laiâ— Withall his Dukedomes power that sâ—ame upon him Which in his barborous malice to my honor He swore with threats to effect Thier. I cannot but Believe you Madam thou art one degree Grown nearer to my heart and I am proâ—d To have in thee so glorious a plant Transported â—ither In thy conduct we Go on assur'd of conquest our remove Shall be with the next Sun Enter Theoderet Memberge Martell Devitry Lecure. Amazement leave me 't is he Bawd We are again undone Prot. Our guilt hath no assurance nor defence Bawd If now your ever ready wit fail to protect us We shall be all discover'd Brun. Be not so In your amazement and your foolish fears I am prepared for 't Theod. How Not one poor welcome In answer of so long a journey made Only to see your brother Thier. I have stood Silent thus long and am yet unresolv'd Whether to entertaine thee on my sword As fits a parricide of a mothers honor Or whether being a Prince I yet stand bound Though thou art here condemn'd to give thee hearing Before I execute What foolish hope Nay pray you forbear or desperate madness rather Unless thou com'st assur'd I stand in debt As far to all impiety as thy self Has made thee bring thy neck unto the axe Since looking only here it cannot but Draw fresh blood from thy fear'd up conscience To make thee sensible of that horror which They ever bear about them that like Nero. Like said I Thou art worse since thou darest strive In her defame to murther thine alive Theod. That she that long since had the boldness to Be a bad woman though I wish some other Should so report her could not want the cunning Since they go hand in hand to lay fair colors On her black crimes I was resolv'd before Nor make I doubt but that she hath impoyson'd Your good opinion of me and so far Incens'd your rage against me that too late I come to plead my innocence Brun. To excuse thy impious scandalls rather Prot. Rather forc'd with fear to be compel'd to come Thierry Forbear Theod. This moves not me and yet had I not been Transported on my own integrity I neither am so odious to my subjects Nor yet so barren of defence but that By force I could have justified my guilt Had I been faulty but since innocence Is to it self an hundred thousand gards And that there is no Son but though he owe That name to an ill mother but stands bound Rather to take away with his own danger From the number of her faults than for his own Security to add unto them This This hath made me to prevent th' expence Of bloud on both sides the injuries the rapes Pages that ever wait upon the war The account of all which since you are the cause Believe it would have been required from you Rather I say to offer up my daughter Who living onely could revenge my death With my heart blood a sacrifice to your anger Than that you should draw on your head more curses Than yet you have deserved Thier. I do begin To feel an alteration in my nature And in his full sail'd confidence a showre Of gentle rain that falling on the fire Of my hot rage hath quenched it ha I would Once more speak roughly to him and I will Yet there is something whispers to me that I have said too much How is my heart devided Between the duty of a Son and love Due to a brother yet I am swayed here And must aske of you how 't is possible You can effect me that have learned to hate Where you should pay all love Theod. Which joyn'd with duty Upon my knees I should be proud to tender Had she not us'd her self so many swords To cut those bonds that tide me to it Thier. Fie no more of that Theod. Alass it is a theme I take no pleasure to discourse of Would It could assoon be buried to the world As it should die to me nay more I wish Next to my part of heaven that she would spend The last part of her life so here that all Indifferent Judges might condemn me for A most malicious slanderer nay texde it Upon my forehead if you hate me mother Put me to such a shame pray you do believe it There is no glory that may fall upon me Can equall the delight I should receive In that disgrace provided the repeal Of your long banish'd virtues and good name Usher'd me to it Thier. See she shews her self An ensie mother which her tears confirme Theod. 'T is a good sign the comfortablest rain I ever saw Thier. Embrace Why this is well May never more but love in you and duty On your part rise between you Bawd Do you hear Lord Generall Does not your new stamp'd honor on the suddain Begin to grow sick Prota. Yes I find it fit That putting off my armor I should think of Some honest hospitall to retire to Bawd Sure although I am a bawd yet being a Lord They cannot whip me for 't what 's your opinion Lecure. The beadle will resolve you for I cannot There is something that more near concerns my self That calls upon me Mart. Note but yonder scarabs That liv'd upon the dung of her base pleasures How from the fear that she may yet prove honest Hang down their wicked heads Vitry What is that to me Though they and all the polcats of the Court Were trust together I perceive not how It can advantage me a cardekue To help to keep me honest A bâ—â— Enter a Post Thier. How from whence Post These letters will resolve your grace Thier. What speak they Reads How all things meet to make me this day happy See mother brother to your reconcilement Another blessing almost equall to it Is coming towards me My contracted wife Ordella daughter of wife Datarick The King of Aragon is on our confines Then to arrive at such a time when you Are happily here to
for Casta Lav. Oh O O O! He dies Mar. He 's dead come quickly let 's away with him 'T will be too late else Gab. Help help up to th' chamber Exeunt with Lavalls body Enter Duke Hellena Gentile Casta and attendants with lights Duke What frights are these Gent. I em sure here 's one past frighting Bring the lights neerer I have enough alreadie Out out mine eyes Look Casta Lord. 'T is young Perolot Duke When came he over Hold the Gentlewoman she sinks and bear her off Cast O my dear brother Exit Gent. There is a time for all for me I hope too And very shortly Murdred Gabriella Maria with Lavalls body above Duke Who 's above there Gab. Look up and see Duke What may this mean Gab. Behold it Behold the drunken murderer Of that young Gentleman behold the rankest The vilest basest slave that ever flourish'd Duke Who kill'd him Gab. I and there 's the cause I did it Read if your eyes will give you leave Hell Oh! monstrous Gab. Nay out it shall there take this false heart to ye The base dishonor of a thousand women Keep it in gold Duke 't is a precious jewel Now to my self for I have liv'd a fair age Longer by some moneths then I had a mind to Duke Hold. Gab. Here young Perolot my first contracted True love shall never go alone Duke Hold Gabriella â— do forgive all Gab. I shall die the better Thus let me seek my grave and my shames with me Mar. Nor shalt thou go alone my noble Mistris Why should I live and thou dead Lord. Save the wench there Mar. She is I hope and all my sins here written Duke This was a fatal night Gent. Heaven has his working Which we cannot contend against Duke Alas Gent. Your Grace has your alas too Duke Would 't were equal For thou hast lost an honest noble childe Gent. 'T is heir enough has lost a good remembrance Duke See all their bodies buried decently Though some deserv'd it not How do you Lady Hell Even with your Graces leave ripe for a Monasterie There will I wed my life to tears and prayers And never know what man is more Duke Your pleasure How does the maid within Lord. She is gone before Sir The same course that my Lady takes Gent. And my course shall be my Beads at home so Please your Grace to give me leave to leave the Court. Duke In peace Sir And take my love along Gent. I shall pray for ye Duke Now to our selves retire we and begin By this example to correct each sin Exeunt Flourish King Em. By this we plainly view the two imposthumes That choke a kingdoms welfare Ease and Wantonness In both of which Lavall was capital For first Ease stole away his minde from honor That active noble thoughts had kept still working And then deliver'd him to drink and women Lust and outragious riot and what their ends are How infamous and foul we see example Therefore that great man that will keep his name And gain his merit out of Virtues schools Must make the pleasures of the world his fools Flourish The TRIUMPH Enter Musicians next them Perolot with the wound he died with Then Gabriella and Maria with their wounds after them four Furies with Bannerets incrib'd Revenge Murder Lust and Drunkenness singing Next them Lavall wounded Then Chariot with Death drawn by the Destinies Flourish Enter PROLOGUE From this sad sight ascend your noble eye And see old Time helping triumphantly Helping his Master Man view here his vanities And see his false friends like those glutted flyes That when they 've suckt their fill fall off and fade From all remembrance of him like a shade And last view who relieves him and that gone We hope your favour and our Play is done Flourish Enter Anthropos Desire and Vain Delight Bounty Ant. What hast thou done Desire and how imploy'd The charge I gave thee about levying wealth For our supplies Desire I have done all yet nothing Tri'd all and all my ways yet all miscarried There dwells a sordid dulness in their mindes Thou son of earth colder then that thou art made of I came to Craft found all his hooks about him And all his nets baited and set his slie self And greedie Lucre at a serious conference Which way to tie the world within their statutes Business of all sides and of all sorts swarming Like Bees broke loose in summer I declared Your will and want together both inforcing With all the power and pains I had to reach him Yet all fell short Anth. His answer Desire This he gave me Your wants are never ending and those supplies That came to stop those breaches are ever lavisht Before they reach the main in toys and trifles Gew-gaws and gilded puppets Vain delight He says has ruin'd ye with clapping all That comes in for support on clothes and Coaches Perfumes and powder'd pates and that your Mistris The Lady Pleasure like a sea devours At length both you and him too If you have houses Or land or jewels for good pawn he 'll hear you And will be readie to supplie occasions If not he locks his ears up and grows stupid From him I went to Vanity whom I found Attended by en endless troop of Tailors Mercers Embroiderers Feather-makers Fumers All occupations opening like a Mart That serve to rig the body out with braverie And th' row the roome new fashions flew like flyes In thousand gaudie shapes Pride waiting on her And busily surveying all the breaches Time and delaying Nature had wrought in her Which still with art she piec'd again and strengthened I told your wants she shew'd me gowns and head-tires Imbroider'd wastcoats smocks seam'd thorow with cutworks Scarfs mantles petticoats muffs powders paintings Dogs monkeys parrots which all seemed to shew me The way her money went From her to Pleasure I took my journey Anth. And what says our best Mistris Desire She danc'd me out this answer presently Revels and Masques had drawn her drie alreadie I met old Time too mowing mankind down Who says you are too hot and he must purge ye Anth. A cold quietus Miserable creatures Born to support and beautifie your master The godlike man set here to do me service The children of my will why or how dare ye Created to my use alone disgrace me Beasts have more courtisie they live about me Offering their warm wooll to the shearers hand To clothe me with their bodies to my labours Nay even their lives they daily sacrifice And proudly press with garlands to the altars To fill the gods oblations Birds how to me Striking their downie sails to do me service Their sweet airs ever ecchoing to mine honor And to my rest their plumie softs they send me Fishes and plants and all where life inhabits But mine own cursed kind obey their ruler Mine have forgot me miserable mine Into whose stonie hearts neglect of dutie Squint-ey'd deceit and self-self-love are
the Complexion of great Wits The Fools Distemper He that 's mad by fits Is wise so too It is the Poets Muse The Prophets God the Fools and my excuse For in Me nothing less than Fletchers name Could have begot or justify'd this flame Beaumont Return'd methinks it should not be Fletcher Return'd methinks it should not be No not in 's Works Plays are as dead as He. The Palate of this age gusts nothing High That has not Custard in 't or Bawdery Folly and Madness fill the stage The Scene Is Athens where the Guilty and the mean The Fool'scapes well enough Learned and Great Suffer an Ostracism stand Exulate Mankind is fall'n again shrunk a degree A step below his very Apostasie Nature her self is out of Tune and sick Of Tumult and Disorder Lunatick Yet what world would not cheerfully endure The Torture or Disease t' enjoy the Cure This Book 's the Balsam and the Hellebore Must preserve bleeding nature and restore Our Crazy stupor to a just quick Sense Both of Ingratitude and Providence That teaches us at Once to feel and know Two deep Points what we want and what we owe. Yet Great Goods have their Ills Should we transmit To Future Times the Pow'r of Love and Wit In this Example would they not combine To make Our Imperfections their Design They 'd study our Corruptions and take more Care to be Ill than to be Good before For nothing but so great Infirmity Could make them worthy of such Remedy Have you not seen the Suns almighty Ray Rescue th' affrighted world and redeem Day From black despair how his victorious Beame Scatters the storm and drowns the petty flame Of Lightning in the glory of his eye How full of pow'r how full of Majesty When to us Mortals nothing else was known But the sad doubt whether to burn or drown Choler and Phlegm Heat and dull Ignorance Have cast the people into such a Trance That fears and danger seem Great equally And no dispute left now but how to dy Just in this nick Fletcher sets the world clear Of all disorder and reforms us here The formal Youth that knew no other Grace Or Value but his Title and his Lace Glasses himself and in this faithful Mirrour Views disapproves reforms repents his Errour The Credulous bright Girl that believes all Language in Oaths if Good Canonical Is fortifi'd and taught here to beware Of ev'ry specious bait of ev'ry snare Save one and that same Caution takes her more Than all the flattery she felt before She finds her Boxes and her thoughts betray'd By the Corruption of the Chambermaid Then throws her washes and dissemblings by And Vows nothing but Ingenuity The severe States-man quits his sullen form Of Gravity and bus'ness The Luke-warm Religious his Neutrality The hot Brain-sick Illuminate his zeal the sot Stupidity The souldier his Arrears The Court its Confidence The Plebs their fears Gallants their Apishness and Perjurie Women their Pleasure and Inconstancie Poets their wine the Vsurer his Pelf The world its Vanity and I my self Roger L' Estrange On the Edition FLETCHER whose fame no age can ever wast Envy of Ours and glory of the last Is now alive again and with his name His sacred Ashes wak'd into a Flame Such as before did by a secret charm The wildest Heart subdue the coldest warm And lend the Lady's eyes a power more bright Dispensing thus to either heat and Light He to a sympathie those souls betrai'd Whom Love or Beauty never could perswade And in each mov'd spectatour could beget A real passion by a Counterfeit When first Bellario bled what Lady there Did not for every drop let fall a tear And when Aspasia wept not any eye But seem'd to wear the same sad liverie By him inspir'd the feign'd Lucina drew More streams of melting sorrow than the true But then the Scornful Lady did beguile Their easie griefs and teach them all to smile Thus he Affections could or raise or lay Love grief and mirth thus did his charms obey He Nature taught her passions to out do How to refine the old and create new Which such a happy likeness seem'd to bear As if that Nature Art Art Nature were Yet all had nothing been obscurely kept In the same Vrn wherein his dust hath slept Nor had he ris ' the Delphick wreath to claim Had not the dying scene expir'd his name Despair our joy hath doubled he is come Thrice welcom by this Post-liminium His loss preserv'd him they that silenc'd Wit Are now the Authours to Eternize it Thus Poets are in spight of Fate reviv'd And Plays by Intermission longer liv'd THO. STANLEY A CATALOGUE Of all the COMEDIES and TRAGEDIES Contained in this BOOK in the same Order as Printed 1 THe Maids Tragedy * 2 Philaster or Love lies a bleeding * 3 A King or no King * 4 The Scornful Lady * 5 The Custom of the Country 6 The Elder Brother * 7 The Spanish Curate 8 Wit without Money * 9 The Beggars Bush 10 The Humorous Lieutenant 11 The Faithful Shepherdess * 12 The Mad Lover 13 The Loyal Subject 14 Rule a Wife and have a Wife * 15 The Laws of Candy 16 The False One. 17 The Little French Lawyer 18 The Tragedy of Valentinian 19 Monsieur Thomas * 20 The Chances 21 Rollo Duke of Normandy * 22 The Wild-Goose Chase 23 A Wife for a Month. 24 The Lovers Progress 25 The Pilgrim 26 The Captain 27 The Prophetess 28 The Queen of Corinth 29 The Tragedy of Bonduca 30 The Knight of the Burning Pestle * 31 Loves Pilgrimage 32 The Double Marriage 33 The Maid in the Mill. 34 The Knight of Maltha 35 Loves Cure or the Martial Maid 36 Women pleased 37 The Night Walker or Little Thief * 38 The Womans Prize or the Tamer tamed 39 The Island Princess 40 The Noble Gentleman 41 The Coronation * 42 The Coxcomb 43 Sea-Voyage 44 Wit at several Weapons 45 The Fair Maid of the Inn. 46 Cupids Revenge * 47 Two Noble Kinsmen * 48 Thierry and Theodoret. * 49 The Woman-Hater * 50 The nice Valour or the Passionate Madman 51 The Honest Man's Fortune A Mask at Grays-Inn and the Inner Temple Four Plays or Moral Representations THE MAIDS TRAGEDY Persons Represented in the Play King Lysippus brother to the King Amintor a Noble Gentleman Evadne Wife to Amintor Brothers to Evadne Melantius Diphilus Aspatia troth plight wife to Amintor Calianax an old humorous Lord and Father to Aspatia Gentlemen Cleon Strato Diagoras a Servant waiting Gentlewomen to Aspatia Antiphila Olympias Dula a Lady Maskers Night Cynthia Neptune Eolus Actus primus Scena prima Enter Cleon Strato Lysippus Diphilus CLeon The rest are making ready Sir Strat. So let them there 's time enough Diph. You are the brother to the King my Lord we 'l take your word Lys Strato thou hast some skill in Poetry What thinkst thou of a Mask will it be well Strat. As well as Mask can
honest Till thou wert Married Amint. Yes Sir King Tell me then how shews the sport unto thee Amint. Why well King What did you do Amint. No more nor less than other couples use You know what 't is it has but a course name King But prethee I should think by her black eye And her red cheek she should be quick and stirring In this same business ha Amint. I cannot tell I ne're try'd other Sir but I perceive She is as quick as you delivered King Well you 'l trust me then Amintor To choose a Wife for you agen Amint. No never Sir King Why like you this so ill Amint. So well I like her For this I bow my knee in thanks to you And unto Heaven will pay my grateful tribute Hourly and to hope we shall draw out A long contented life together here And die both full of gray hairs in one day For which the thanks is yours but if the powers That rule us please to call her first away Without pride spoke this World holds not a Wise Worthy to take her room King I do not like this all forbear the room But you Amintor and your Lady I have some speech with You that may concern your after living well Amint. He will not tell me that he lies with her if he do Something Heavenly stay my heart for I shall be apt To thrust this arm of mine to acts unlawful King You will suffer me to talk with her Amintor And not have a jealous pang Amint. Sir I dare trust my Wise With whom she dares to talk and not be jealous King How do you like Amintor Evad. As I did Sir King How 's that Evad. As one that to fulfil your will and pleasure I have given leave to call me Wife and Love King I see there is no lasting Faith in Sin They that break word with Heaven will break again With all the World and so dost thou with me Evad. How Sir King This subtile Womans ignorance Will not excuse you thou hast taken Oaths So great methought they did not well become A Womans mouth that thou wouldst ne're enjoy A man but me Evad. I never did swear so you do me wrong King Day and night have heard it Evad. I swore indeed that I would never love A man of lower place but if your fortune Should throw you from this height I bade you trust I would forsake you and would bend to him That won your Throne I love with my ambition Not with mine eyes but if I ever yet Toucht any other Leprosie light here Upon my face which for your Royalty I would not stain King Why thou dissemblest and it is in me to punish thee Evad. Why it is in me then not to love you which will More afflict your body than your punishment can mine King But thou hast let Amintor lie with thee Evad. I ha'not King Impudence he saies himself so Evad. He lyes King He does not Evad. By this light he does strangely and basely and I 'le prove it so I did not shun him for a night But told him I would never close with him King Speak lower 't is false Evad. I 'm no man to answer with a blow Or if I were you are the King but urge me not 't is most true King Do not I know the uncontrouled thoughts That youth brings with him when his bloud is high With expectation and desires of that He long hath waited for is not his spirit Though he be temperate of a valiant strain As this our age hath known what could he do If such a sudden speech had met his blood But ruine thee for ever if he had not kill'd thee He could not bear it thus he is as we Or any other wrong'd man Evad. It is dissembling King Take him farewel henceforth I am thy foe And what disgraces I can blot thee look for Evad. Stay Sir Amintor you shall hear Amintor Amint. What my Love Evad. Amintor thou hast an ingenious look And shouldst be vertuous it amazeth me That thou canst make such base malicious lyes Amint. What my dear Wife Evad. Dear Wife I do despise thee Why nothing can be baser than to sow Dissention amongst Lovers Amint. Lovers who Evad. The King and me Amint. O Heaven Evad. Who should live long and love without distaste Were it not for such pickthanks as thy self Did you lie with me swear now and be punisht in hell For this Amint. The saithless Sin I made To fair Aspatia is not yet reveng'd It follows me I will not lose a word To this wild Woman but to you my King The anguish of my soul thrusts out this truth Y' are a Tyrant and not so much to wrong An honest man thus as to take a pride In talking with him of it Evad. Now Sir see how loud this fellow lyed Amint. You that can know to wrong should know how Men must right themselves what punishment is due From me to him that shall abuse my bed It is not death nor can that satisfie Unless I send your lives through all the Land To shew how nobly I have freed my self King Draw not thy Sword thou knowest I cannot fear A subjects hand but thou shalt feel the weight of this If thou dost rage Amint. The weight of that If you have any worth for Heavens sake think I fear not Swords for as you are meer man I dare as easily kill you for this deed As you dare think to do it but there is Divinity about you that strikes dead My rising passions as you are my King I fall before you and present my Sword To cut mine own flesh if it be your will Alas I am nothing but a multitude Of walking griefs yet should I murther you I might before the world take the excuse Of madness for compare my injuries And they will well appear too sad a weight For reason to endure but fall I first Amongst my sorrows ere my treacherous hand Touch holy things but why I know not what I have to say why did you choose out me To make thus wretched there were thousand fools Easie to work on and of state enough within the Island Evad. I would not have a fool it were no credit for me Amint. Worse and worse Thou that dar'st talk unto thy Husband thus Profess thy self a Whore and more than so Resolve to be so still it is my fate To bear and bow beneath a thousand griefs To keep that little credit with the World But there were wise ones too you might have ta'ne another King No for I believe thee honest as thou wert valiant Amint. All the happiness Bestow'd upon me turns into disgrace Gods take your honesty again for I Am loaden with it good my Lord the King be private in it King Thou may'st live Amintor Free as thy King if thou wilt wink at this And be a means that we may meet in secret Amint. A Baud hold my breast a bitter curse Seize me if
Up beyond throwing down what are thy griefs Amint. By all our friendship these Mel. What am I tame After mine actions shall the name of friend Blot all our family and strike the brand Of Whore upon my Sister unreveng'd My shaking flesh be thou a Witness for me With what unwillingness I go to scourge This Rayler whom my folly hath call'd Friend I will not take thee basely thy sword Hangs near thy hand draw it that I may whip Thy rashness to repentance draw thy sword Amint. Not on thee did thine anger swell as high As the wild surges thou shouldst do me ease Here and Eternally if thy noble hand Would cut me from my sorrows Mel. This is base and fearful they that use to utter lyes Provide not blows but words to qualifie The men they wrong'd thou hast a guilty cause Amint. Thou pleasest me for so much more like this Will raise my anger up above my griefs Which is a passion easier to be born And I shall then be happy Mel. Take then more to raise thine anger 'T is meer Cowardize makes thee not draw and I will leave thee dead However but if thou art so much prest With guilt and fear as not to dare to fight I 'le make thy memory loath'd and six a scandal Upon thy name for ever Amint. Then I draw As justly as our Magistrates their Swords To cut offenders off I knew before 'T would grate your ears but it was base in you To urge a weighty secret from your friend And then rage at it I shall be at ease If I be kill'd and if you fall by me I shall not long out-live you Mel. Stay a while The name of friend is more than family Or all the world besides I was a fool Thou searching humane nature that didst wake To do me wrong thou art inquisitive And thrusts me upon questions that will take My sleep away would I had died ere known This sad dishonour pardon me my friend If thou wilt strike here is a faithful heart Pierce it for I will never heave my hand To thine behold the power thou hast in me I do believe my Sister is a Whore A Leprous one put up thy sword young man Amint. How should I bear it then she being so I fear my friend that you will lose me shortly And I shall do a foul action my self Through these disgraces Mel. Better half the Land Were buried quick together no Amintor Thou shalt have ease O this Adulterous King That drew her to 't where got he the spirit To wrong me so Amint. What is it then to me If it be wrong to you Mel. Why not so much the credit of our house Is thrown away But from his Iron Den I 'le waken death And hurle him on this King my honesty Shall steel my sword and on its horrid point I 'le wear my cause that shall amaze the eyes Of this proud man and be too glittering For him to look on Amint. I have quite undone my same Mel. Dry up thy watry eyes And cast a manly look upon my face For nothing is so wild as I thy friend Till I have freed thee still this swelling breast I go thus from thee and will never cease My vengeance till I find my heart at peace Amint. It must not be so stay mine eyes would tell How loth I am to this but love and tears Leave me a while for I have hazarded All this world calls happy thou hast wrought A secret from me under name of Friend Which Art could ne're have found nor torture wrung From out my bosom give it me agen For I will find it wheresoe're it lies Hid in the mortal'st part invent a way to give it back Mel. Why would you have it back I will to death pursue him with revenge Amint. Therefore I call it back from thee for I know Thy blood so high that thou wilt stir in this and shame me To posterity take to thy Weapon Mel. Hear thy friend that bears more years than thou Amint. I will not hear but draw or I Mel. Amintor Amint. Draw then for I am full as resolute As fame and honour can inforce me be I cannot linger draw Mel. I do but is not My share of credit equal with thine if I do stir Amint. No for it will be cal'd Honour in thee to spill thy Sisters blood If she her birth abuse and on the King A brave revenge but on me that have walkt With patience in it it will fix the name Of fearful Cuckold O that word be quick Mel. Then joyn with me Amint. I dare not do a sin or else I would be speedy Mel. Then dare not fight with me for that 's a sin His grief distracts him call thy thoughts agen And to thy self pronounce the name of friend And see what that will work I will not fight Amint. You must Mel. I will be kill'd first though my passions Offred the like to you 't is not this earth Shall buy my reason to it think a while For you are I must weep when I speak that Almost besides your self Amint. Oh my soft temper So many sweet words from thy Sisters mouth I am afraid would make me take her To embrace and pardon her I am mad indeed And know not what I do yet have a care Of me in what thou doest Mel. Why thinks my friend I will forget his honour or to save The bravery of our house will lose his fame And fear to touch the Throne of Majesty Amint. A curse will follow that but rather live And suffer with me Mel. I will do what worth shall bid me and no more Amint. Faith I am sick and desperately I hope Yet leaning thus I feel a kind of ease Mel. Come take agen your mirth about you Amint. I shall never do 't Mel. I warrant you look up wee 'l walk together Put thine arm here all shall be well agen Amint. Thy Love O wretched I thy Love Melantius why I have nothing else Mel. Be merry then Exeunt Enter Melantius agen Mel. This worthy young man may do violence Upon himself but I have cherisht him To my best power and sent him smiling from me To counterfeit again Sword hold thine edge My heart will never fail me Diphilus Thou com'st as sent Enter Diphilus Diph. Yonder has been such laughing Mel. Betwixt whom Diph. Why our Sister and the King I thought their spleens would break They laught us all out of the room Mel. They must weep Diphilus Diph. Must they Mel. They must thou art my Brother and if I did believe Thou hadst a base thought I would rip it out Lie where it durst Diph. You should not I would first mangle my self and find it Mel. That was spoke according to our strain come Joyn thy hands to mine And swear a firmness to what project I shall lay before thee Diph. You do wrong us both People hereafter shall not say there past A bond more
be Di. And she was taken with her boy Phi. What boy Di. A Page a boy that serves her Phi. Oh good gods a little boy Di. I know you him my Lord Phi. Hell and sin know him Sir you are deceiv'd I 'le reason it a little coldly with you If she were lustful would she take a boy That knows not yet desire she would have one Should meet her thoughts and knows the sin he acts Which is the great delight of wickedness You are abus'd and so is she and I. Di. How you my Lord Phi. Why all the world 's abus'd In an unjust report Di. Oh noble Sir your vertues Cannot look into the subtil thoughts of woman In short my Lord I took them I my self Phi. Now all the Devils thou didst ille from my rage Would thou â—adlâ— ta'â—e devils â—ngeâ—dring plagues When thou didst take them hide thee from my eyes Would them hadst taken Thunder on thy breast When thou didst take them or been strucken dumb For ever that this soul deed might have slept in silence Thra. Have you known him so ill temper'd Cle. Never before Phi. The winds that are lâ—t loose From the â—our several corâ—â—â—s of the earth And spread themsâ—lves all over sea and land Kiss 〈◊〉 chastâ— one What friend bears a sword To run me through Di. Why my Lord are you so mov'd at this Phi. When any falls from vertue I am distract I have an interest in 't Di. But good my Lord recal your self And think what 's best to be done Phi. I thank you I will do it Please you to leave me I 'le consider of it To morrow I will find your lodging forth And give you answer The readiest way Di. All the gods direct you Thra. He was extream impatient Cle. It was his vertue and his noble mind Exeunt Di. Cle. and Thra. Phi. I had forgot to ask him where he took them I 'le follow him O that I had a sea Within my breast to quench the fire I feel More circumstances will but fan this sire It more afflicts me now to know by whom This deed is done than simply that 't is done And he that tells me this is honourable As far from lies as she is far from truth O that like beasts we could not grieve our selves With that we see not Bulls and Rams will fight To keep their Females standing in their fight But take 'em from them and you take at once Their spleens away and they will fall again Unto their Pastures growing fresh and fat And taste the waters of the springs as sweet As 't was before finding no start in sleep But miserable man See see you gods Enter Bellario He walks still and the face you let him wear When he was innocent is still the same Not blasted is this justice Do you mean To intrap mortality that you allow Treason so smooth a brow I cannot now Think he is guilty Bell. Health to you my Lord The Princess doth commend her love her life And this unto you Phi. Oh Bellario Now I perceive she loves me she does shew it In loving thee my boy she has made thee brave Bell. My Lord she has attired me past my wish Past my desert more fit for her attendant Though far unfit for me who do attend Phi. Thou art grown courtly boy O let all women That love black deeds learn to dissemble here Here by this paper she does write to me As if her heart were Minâ—s of Adamant To all the world besides but unto me A maiden snow that melted with my looks Tell me my boy how doth the Princess use thee For I shall guess her love to me by that Bell. Scarce like her servant but as if I were Something allied to her or had preserv'd Her life three times by my fidelity As mothers fond do use their only sons As I 'de use one that 's lefâ— unto my trust For whom my life should pay if he met harm So she does use me Phi. Why this is wondrous well But what kind language does she feed thee with Bell. Why she does tell me she will trust my youth With all her loving secrets and does call me Her pretty servant bids me weep no more For leaving you shee 'l see my services Regarded and such words of that soft strain That I am nearer weeping when she ends Than ere she spake Phi. This is much better still Bell. Are you ill my Lord Phi. Ill No Bellario Bell. Me thinks your words Fall not from off your tongue so evenly Nor is there in your looks that quietness That I was wont to see Phi. Thou art deceiv'd boy And she stroakes thy head Bell. Yes Phi. And she does clap thy cheeks Bell. She does my Lord. Phi. And she does kiss thee boy ha Bell. How my Lord Phi. She kisses thee Bell. Not so my Lord. Phi. Come come I know she does Bell. No by my life Phi. Why then she does not love me come she does I bad her do it I charg'd her by all charms Of love between us by the hope of peace We should enjoy to yield thee all delights Naked as to her bed I took her oath Thou should'st enjoy her Tell me gentle boy Is she not paralleless Is not her breath Sweet as Arabian winds when fruits are ripe Are not her breasts two liquid Ivory balls Is she not all a lasting Mine of joy Bell. I now I see why my disturbed thoughts Were so perplext When first I went to her My heart held augury you are abus'd Some villain has abus'd you I do see Whereto you tend fall Rocks upon his head That put this to you 't is some subtil train To bring that noble frame of yours to nought Phi. Thou think'st I will be angry with thee Come Thou shalt know all my drift I hate her more Than I love happiness and plac'd thee there To pry with narrow eyes into her deeds Hast thou discover'd Is she faln 〈◊〉 As I would wish her Speak some comfort to me Bell. My Lord you did mistake the boy you sent Had she a sin that way hid from the world 〈…〉 I would not aid Her base desires but what I came to know As servant to her I would not reveal to make my life last ages Phi. Oh my heart this is a salve worse than the main disease Tell me thy thoughts for I will know the least That dwells within thee or will rip thy heart To know it I will see thy thoughts as plain As I do know thy face Bell. Why so you do She is for ought I know by all the gods As chaste as â—ee but were she foul as Hell And I did know it thus the breath of Kings The points of Swords Tortures nor Bulls of Brass Should draw it from me Phi. Then 't is no time to dally with thee I will take thy life for I do hate thee I could curse thee now Bell. If you do hate you could not curse me
good Captain we cannot tell whether we shall have any more such Adue dear Captain Exit Bac. Bes I will make better use of this than of my Sword A base spirit has this vantage of a brave one it keeps alwayes at a stay nothing brings it down not beating I remember I promis'd the King in a great Audience that I would make my back-biters eat my sword to a knife how to get another sword I know not nor know any means left for me to maintain my credit but impudence therefore I will out-swear him and all his followers that this is all that 's left uneaten of my sword Exit Bessus Enter Mardonius Mar. I 'le move the King he is most strangely alter'd I guess the cause I fear too right Heaven has some secret end in 't and 't is a scourge no question justly laid upon him he has followed me through twenty Rooms and ever when I stay to wait his command he blushes like a Girl and looks upon me as if modesty kept in his business so turns away from me but if I go on he follows me again Enter Arbaces See here he is I do not use this yet I know not how I cannot chuse but weep to see him his very Enemies I think whose wounds have bred his fame if they should see him now would find tears i' their eyes Arb. I cannot utter it why should I keep A breast to harbour thoughts I dare not speak Darkness is in my bosom and there lie A thousand thoughts that cannot brook the light How wilt thou vex'em when this deed is done Conscience that art afraid to let me name it Mar. How do you Sir Arb. Why very well Mardonius how dost thou do Mar. Better than you I fear Arb. I hope thou art for to be plain with thee Thou art in Hell else secret scorching flames That far transcend earthly material fires Are crept into me and there is no cure Is it not strange Mardonius there 's no cure Mar. Sir either I mistake or there is something hid That you would utter to me Arb. So there is but yet I cannot do it Mar. Out with it Sir if it be dangerous I will not shrink to do you service I shall not esteem my life a weightier matter than indeed it is I know it is subject to more chances than it has hours and I were better lose it in my Kings cause than with an ague or a fall or sleeping to a Thief as all these are probable enough let me but know what I shall do for you Arb. It will not out were you with Gobrias And bad him give my Sister all content The place affords and give her leave to send And speak to whom she please Mar. Yes Sir I was Arb. And did you to Bacurius say as much About Tigranes Mar. Yes Arb. That 's all my business Mar. O say not so You had an answer of this before Besides I think this business might Be utter'd more carelesly Arb. Come thou shalt have it out I do beseech thee By all the love thou hast profest to me To see my Sister from me Mar. Well and what Arb. That 's all Mar. That 's strange I shall say nothing to her Arb. Not a word But if thou lovest me find some subtil way To make her understand by signs Mar. But what shall I make her understand Arb. O Mardonius for that I must be pardon'd Mar. You may but I can only see her then Arb. 'T is true Bear her this Ring then and One more advice thou shalt speak to her Tell her I do love My kindred all wilt thou Mar. Is there no more Arb. O yes and her the best Better than any Brother loves his Sister That 's all Mar. Methinks this need not have been delivered with such a caution I 'le do it Arb. There is more yet Wilt thou be faithul to me Mar. Sir if I take upon me to deliver it after I hear it I 'le pass through fire to do it Arb. I love her better than a Brother ought Dost thou conceive me Mar. I hope you do not Sir Arb. No thou art dull kneel down before her And ne'r rise again till she will love me Mar. Why I think she does Arb. But better than she does another way As wives love Husbands Mar. Why I think there are few Wives that love their Husbands better than she does you Arb. Thou wilt not understand me is it sit This should be uttered plainly take it then Naked as it is I would desire her love Lasciviously lewdly incestuously To do a sin that needs must damn us both And thee too dost thou understand me now Mar. Yes there 's your Ring again what have I done Dishonestly in my whole life name it That you should put so base a business to me Arb. Didst thou not tell me thou wouldst do it Mar. Yes if I undertook it but if all My hairs were lives I would not be engag'd In such a case to save my last life Arb. O guilt ha how poor and weak a thing art thou This man that is my servant whom my breath Might blow upon the world might beat me here Having this cause whil'st I prest down with sin Could not resist him hear Mardonius It was a motion mis-beseeming man And I am sorry for it Mar. Heaven grant you may be so you must understand nothing that you can utter can remove my love and service from my Prince But otherwise I think I shall not love you more For you are sinful and if you do this crime you ought to have no Laws For after this it will be great injustice in you to punish any offender for any crime For my self I find my heart too big I feel I have not patience to look on whilst you run these forbidden courses Means I have none but your favour and I am rather glad that I shall lose 'em both together than keep 'em with such conditions I shall find a dwelling amongst some people where though our Garments perhaps be coursâ—â— we shall be richer far within and harbour no such vices in 'em the Gods preserve you and mend Arb. Mardonius stay Mardonius for though My present state requires nothing but knaves To be about me such as are prepar'd For every wicked act yet who does know But that my loathed Fate may turn about And I have use for honest men again I hope I may I prethee leave me not Enter Bessus Bes Where is the King Mar. There Bes An 't please your Majesty there 's the knife Arb. What knife Bes The Sword is eaten Mar. Away you fool the King is serious And cannot now admit your vanities Bes Vanities I 'me no honest man if my enemies have not brought it to this what do you think I lie Arb. No no 't is well Bessus 't is very well I 'm glad on 't Mar. If your enemies brought it to this your enemies are Cutlers come leave the King Bes
you Lady Spa. And sweet peace to your Grace Pan. Pray Heaven I find it Exeunt Enter Tigranes in prison Tigr. Fool that I am I have undone my self And with my own hand turn'd my fortune round That was a fair one I have childishly Plaid with my hope so long till I have broke it And now too late I mourn for 't O Spaconia Thou hast found an even way to thy revenge now Why didst thou follow me like a faint shadow To wither my desires But wretched fool Why did I plant thee 'twixt the Sun and me To make me freeze thus Why did I prefer her To the fair Princess O thou fool thou fool Thou family of tools live like a slave still And in thee bear thine own hell and thy torment Thou hast deserv'd Couldst thou find no Lady But she that has thy hopes to put her to And hazard all thy peace None to abuse But she that lov'd thee ever poor Spaconia And so much lov'd thee that in honesty And honour thou art bound to meet her vertues She that forgot the greatness of her grief And miseries that must follow such mad passions Endless and wild as women she that for thee And with thee lest her liberty her name And Country you have paid me equal Heavens And sent my own rod to correct me with A woman for inconstancy I 'le suffer Lay it on justice till my soul melt in me For my unmanly beastly sudden doting Upon a new face after all my oaths Many and strange ones I feel my old fire flame again and burn So strong and violent that should I see her Again the grief and that would kill me Enter Bacurius and Spaconia Bac. Lady your token I acknowledge you may pass There is the King Spa. I thank your Lordship for it Exit Bac. Tigr. She comes she comes shame hide me ever from her Would I were buried or so far remov'd Light might not find me out I dare not see her Spa. Nay never hide your self or were you hid Where earth hides all her riches near her Center My wrongs without more day would light me to you I must speak e're I die were all your greatness Doubled upon you y' are a perjur'd man And only mighty in your wickedness Of wronging women Thou art false false Prince I live to see it poor Spaconia lives To tell thee thou art false and then no more She lives to tell thee thou art more unconstant Than all ill women ever were together Thy faith is firm as raging over-flowes That no bank can command as lasting As boyes gay bubbles blown i' th' Air and broken The wind is sixt to thee and sooner shall The beaten Mariner with his shrill whistle Calm the loud murmur of the troubled main And strike it smooth again than thy soul fall To have peace in love with any Thou art all That all good men must hate and if thy story Shall tell succeeeding ages what thou wert O let it spare me in it lest true lovers In pity of my wrong burn thy black Legend And with their curses shake thy sleeping ashes Tigr. Oh! oh Spa. The destinies I hope have pointed out Our ends that thou maist die for love Though not for me for this assure thy self The Princess hates thee deadly and will sooner Be won to marry with a Bull and safer Than such a beast as thou art I have struck I fear too deep beshrow me sor't Sir This sorrow works me like a cunning friendship Into the same piece with it 't is asham'd Alas I have been too rugged Dear my Lord I am sorry I have spoken any thing Indeed I am that may add more restraint To that too much you have good Sir be pleas'd To think it was a fault of love not malice And do as I will do forgive it Prince I do and can forgive the greatest sins To me you can repent of pray believe Tigr. O my Spaconia O thou vertuous woman Spa. Nay more the King Sir Enter Arbaces Bacurius Mardonius Arb. Have you been carefull of our noble Prisoner That he want nothing sitting for his greatness Bac. I hope his grace will quit me for my care Sir Arb. 'T is well royal Tigranes health Tigr. More than the strictness of this place can give Sir I offer back again to great Arbaces Arb. We thank you worthy Prince and pray excuse us We have not seen you since your being here I hope your noble usage has been equall With your own person your imprisonment If it be any I dare say is easie And shall not last too dayes Tigr. I thank you My usage here has been the same it was Worthy a royal Conqueror For my restraint It came unkindly because much unlook'd for But I must bear it Arb. What Lady 's that Bacurius Bac. One of the Princess women Sir Arb. I fear'd it why comes she hither Bac. To speak with the Prince Tigranes Arb. From whom Bacurius Bac. From the Princess Sir Arb. I knew I had seen her Mar. His sit begins to take him now again 'T is a strange Feaver and 't will shake us all anon I fear Would he were well cur'd of this raging folly Give me the warrs where men are mad and may talk what they list and held the bravest fellows This pelting prating peace is good for nothing drinking 's a vertue to 't Arb. I see there 's truth in no man nor obedience But for his own ends why did you let her in Bac. It was your own command to barr none from him Besides the Princess sent her ring Sir for my warrant Arb. A token to Tigranes did she not Sir tell truth Bac. I do not use to lie Sir 'T is no way I eat or live by and I think This is no token Sir Mar. This combat has undone him if he had been well beaten he had been temperate I shall never see him handsome again till he have a Horse mans staffe yok'd thorow his shoulders or an arm broken with a bullet Arb. I am trifled with Bac. Sir Arb. I know it as I know thee to be false Mar. Now the clap comes Bac. You never knew me so Sir I dare speak it And durst a worse man tell me though my better Mar. 'T is well said by my soul Arb. Sirra you answer as you had no life Bac. That I fear Sir to lose nobly Arb. I say Sir once again Bac. You may say what yon please Sir Would I might do so Arb. I will Sir and say openly this woman carries letters By my life I know she carries letters this woman does it Mar. Would Bessus were here to take her aside and search her He would quickly tell you what she carried Sir Arb. I have found it out this woman carries letters Mar. If this hold 't will be an ill world for Bawdes Chamber-maids and Post-boyes I thank heaven I have none but his letters patents things of his own enditing Arb. Prince this cunning cannot do
about it Arb. Give consent why I will have 'em all that know it rackt to get this from 'em all that wait without come in what ere you be come in and be partakers of my joy O you are welcome Enter Bessus Gentlemen Mardonius and other attendants Arb. The best news nay draw no nearer they all shall hear it I am found no King Mar. Is that so good news Arb. Yes the happiest news that ere was heard Mar. Indeed 't were well for you if you might be a little less obey'd Arb. One call the Queen Mar. Why she is there Arb. The Queen Mardonius Panthea is the Queen and I am plain Arbaces go some one she is in Gobrias house since I saw you there are a thousand things delivered to me you little dream of Exit a Gent. Mar. So it should seem my Lord what fury 's this Gob. Believe me 't is no fury all that he saies is truth Mar. 'T is very strange Arb. Why do you keep your hats off Gentlemen is it to me I swear it must not be nay trust me in good faith it must not be I cannot now command you but I pray you for the respect you bare me when you took me for your King each man clap on his hat at my desire Mar. We will you are not found so mean a man but that you may be cover'd as well as we may you not Arb. O not here you may but not I for here is my Father in presence Mar. Where Arb. Why there O the whole story would be a wilderness to lose thy self for ever O pardon me dear Father for all the idle and unreverent words that I have spoke in idle moods to you I am Arbaces we all fellow-subjects nor is the Queen Panthea now my Sister Bes Why if you remember fellow-subject Arbaces I told you once she was not your Sister I and she lookt nothing like you Arb. I think you did good Captain Bessus Bes Here will arise another question now amongst the Sword-men whether I be to call him to account for beating me now he is proved no King Enter Lygones Mar. Sir here 's Lygones the agent for the Armenian State Arb. Where is he I know your business good Lygones Lyg We must have our King again and will Arb. I knew that was your business you shall have your King again and have him so again as never King was had go one of you and bid Bacurius bring Tigranes hither and bring the Lady with him that Panthea the Queen Panthea sent me word this morrning was brave Tigranes mistress Ex. two Gent. Lyg 'T is Spaconia Arb. I I Spaconia Lyg She is my Daughter Arb. She is so I could now tell any thing I never heard your King shall go so home as never man went Mar. Shall he go on 's head Arb. He shall have chariots easier than air that I will have invented and ne're think one shall pay any ransome and thy self that art the messenger shalt ride before him on a horse cut out of an intire Diamond that shall be made to go with golden wheeles I know not how yet Lyg Why I shall be made for ever they beli'd this King with us and said he was unkind Arb. And then thy Daughter she shall have some strange thing wee 'l have the Kingdom sold utterly and put into a toy which she shall wear about her carelesly some where or other See the vertuous Queen behold the humblest subject that you have kneel here before you Enter Panthea and 1 Gent. Pan. Why kneel you to me that am your Vassal Arb. Grant me one request Pan. Alas what can I grant you what I can I will Arb. That you will please to marry me if I can prove it lawfull Pan. Is that all more willingly than I would draw this air Arb. I 'le kiss this hand in earnest 2 Gent. Sir Tigranes is coming though he made it strange at first to see the Princess any more Enter Tigranes and Spaconia Arb. The Queen thou meanest O my Tigranes Pardon me tread on my neck I freely offer it and if thou beest in given take revenge for I have injur'd thee Tigr. No I forgive and rejoyce more that you hâ—â—â— found repentance than I my liberty Arb. Mayest thou be happy in thy fair choice for thâ—â— art temperate You owe no ransom to the state know thâ—â— I have a thousand joyes to tell you of which yet I dare 〈◊〉 utter till I pay my thanks to Heaven for 'em Will you gâ— with me and help me pray you do Tigr. I will Arb. Take then your fair one with you and you Quâ—â—â— of goodness and of us O give me leave to take you arm in mine come every one that takes delight iâ— goodness help to sing loud thanks for me that I am provâ—â— no King THE SCORNFUL LADY A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Elder Loveless a Sutor to the Lady Young Lov less a Prodigal Savil Steward to Elder Loveless Two Sisters Lady and Martia Your glove or Abigal a waiting Gentlewoman Welford a Sutor to the Lady Sir Roger Curate to the Lady Hangers on to Young Loveless A Captain A Travailer A Poet A Tabaco-man Wenches Fidlers Morecraft an Vsurer A Rich Widow Attendants Actus primus Scena prima Enter the two Lovelesses Savil the Steward and a Page Elder Love BRother is your last hope past to mollifie Morecrafts heart about your Morgage Young Love Hopelesly past I have presented the Usurer with a richer draught than ever Cleopatra swallowed he hath suckt in ten thousand pound worth of my Land more than he paid for at a grip without Trumpets El. Lo. I havâ— as hard a task to perform in this house Yo. Lo. Faith mine was to make an Usurer honest or to lose my Land El. Lo. And mine is to perswade a passionate woman or to leave the Laâ—â— Make the boat stay I fear I shall begin my unfortunate journey this night though the darkness of the night and the â—â—ughness of the waters might easily disswade an unwilling maâ— Savil. Sir your Fathers old friends hold it the sounder course for your body and estate to stay at home and marry and propagate and govern in our Country than to Travel and die without issue El. Lo. Savil you shall gain the opinion of a better servant in seeking to execute not alter my will howsoever my inâ—â—â—nts succeed Yo. Lo. Yoâ— leâ—s Mistres Younglove Brother the grave râ—â—her of your Mistresses toes Enter Mâ—â—tres Younglove the waiting woman El. Lo. Mistres Younglove Young Mâ—ster Loveless truly we thought your sails had been boist â—y Mistres is perswaded you are Sea-sick ere 〈◊〉 El. Lo. Loveâ—â—â—e her ill taken up resolution so dearly 〈◊〉 thou move her from me 〈◊〉 By thâ—â— light that shines there 's no removing her â—â—ngger a still opinion by the end I attempted her to day when they say a woman can deny nothing El. Lo. What critical minute was that Young
When her smock was over her ears but she was no more pliant than if it hung about her heels El. Lo. I prethee deliver my service and say I desire to see the dear cause of my banishment and then for France Young I 'le do 't hark hither is that your Brother El. Lo. Yes have you lost your memory Young As I live he 's a pretty fellow Exit Yo. Lo. O this is a sweet Brache El. Lo. Why she knows not you Yo. Lo. No but she offered me once to know her to this day she loves youth of Eighteen she heard a tale how Cupid struck her in love with a great Lord in the Tilt-yard but he never saw her yet she in kindness would needs wear a Willow-garland at his Wedding She lov'd all the Players in the last Queens time once over she was struck when they acted Lovers and forsook some when they plaid Murthers She has nine Spur-royals and the servants say she hoards old gold and she her self pronounces angerly that the Farmers eldest son or her Mistres Husbands Clerk shall be that Marries her shall make her a joynture of fourscore pounds a year she tells tales of the serving-men El. Lo. Enough I know her Brother I shall intreat you only to salute my Mistres and take leave we 'l part at the Stairs Enter Lady and waiting women Lady Now Sir this first part of your will is performed what 's the rest El. Lo. First let me beg your notice for this Gentleman my Brother Lady I shall take it as a favour done to me though the Gentleman hath received but an untimely grace from youâ— yet my charitable disposition would have been ready to have done him freer courtesies as a stranger than upon those cold commendations Yo. Lo. Lady my salutations crave acquaintance and leave at once Lady Sir I hope you are the master of your own occasions Exit Yo. Lo. and Savil. El. Lo. Would I were so Mistris for me to praise over again that worth which all the world and you your self can see Lady It 's a cold room this Servant El. Lo. Mistris La. What think you if I have a Chimney for 't out here El. Lo. Mistris another in my place that were not tyed to believe all your actions just would apprehend himself wrong'd But I whose vertues are constancy and obedience La. Younglove make a good sire above to warm me after my servants Exordium El. Lo. I have heard and seen your affability to be such that the servants you give wages to may speak La. 'T is true 't is true but they speak toth ' purpose El. Lo. Mistris your will leads my speeches from the purpose But as a man La. A Simile servant This room was built for honest meaners that deliver themselves hastily and plainly and are gone Is this a time or place for Exordiums and Similes and Metaphors If you have ought to say break into 't my answers shall very reasonably meet you El. Lo. Mistris I came to see you La. That 's happily dispatcht the next El. Lo. To take leave of you La. To be gone El. Lo. Yes La. You need not have despair'd of that nor have us'd so many circumstances to win me to give you leave to perform my command is there a third El. Lo. Yes I had a third had you been apt to hear it La. I Never apter Fast good servant fast El. Lo. 'T was to intreat you to hear reason La. Most willingly have you brought one can speak it El. Lo. Lastly it is to kindle in that barren heart love and forgiveness La. You would stay at home El. Lo. Yes Lady La. Why you may and doubtlesly will when you have debaâ—â—d that your commander is but your Mistris a woman a weak one wildly overborn with passions but the thing by her commanded is to see Dovers dreadful cliffe passing in a poor Water-house 〈◊〉 the dangers of the merciless Channel 'twixt that and Callis five long hours sail with three poor weeks victuals El. Lo. You wrong me La. Then to land dumb unable to enquire for an English hoast to remove from City to City by most chargeable Post-horse like one that rode in quest of his Mother tongue El. Lo. You wrong me much La. And all these almost invincible labours performed for your Mistris to be in danger to forsake her and to put on new allegeance to some French Lady who is content to change language with your laughter and after your whole year spent in Tennis and broken speech to stand to the hazard of being laught at at your return and have tales made on you by the Chamber-maids El. Lo. You wrong me much La. Louder yet El. Lo. You know your least word is of force to make me seek out dangers move me not with toyes but in this banishment I must take leave to say you are unjust was one kiss forc't from you in publick by me so unpardonable Why all the hours of day and night have seen us kiss La. 'T is true and so you told the company that heard me chide Elder Lov. Your own eyes were not dearer to than I. Lady And so you told ' em Elder Lo. I did yet no sign of disgrace need to hâ—â— stain'd your cheek you your self knew your pure 〈◊〉 simple heart to be most unspotted and free from the 〈◊〉 baseness Lady I did But if a Maids heart doth but once thâ—â—â— that she is suspected her own face will write her guilty Elder Lo. But where lay this disgrace The world the knew us knew our resolutions well And could it be hopâ— that I should give away my freedom and ventâ—e a perpetual bondage with one I never kist or could â—â—n strict 〈◊〉 doth take too much love upon me from her that chose 〈◊〉 for her Husband Lady Believe me if my Wedding-smock were on Were the Gloves bought and given the Licence come Were the Rosemary-branches dipt and all The Hipochrist and Cakes eat and drunk off Were these two armes incompast with the hands Of Bachelors to lead me to the Church Were my feet in the door were I John said If John should boast a favour done by me I would not wed that year And you I hope When you have spent this year commodiously In atchieving Languages will at your return Acknowledge me more coy of parting with mine eyes Than such a friend More talk I hold not now If you dare go Elder Lo. I dare you know First let me kiss Lady Farewel sweet Servant your task perform'd On a new ground as a beginning Sucor I shall be apt to hear you Elder Lo. Farewel cruel Mistres Exit Lady Enter Young Loveless and Saviâ—â— Young Lo. Brother you 'l hazard the losing your tide to Gravesend you have a long half mile by Land to Greenewich Elder Lo. I go but Brother what yet unheard of course to live doth your imagination flatter you with Your ordinary means are devour'd Young Lo. Course why Horse-coursing
Surgeon I must confess an excellent dissector One that has cut up more young tender Lamb-pies Char. What I spake Gentlemen was meer compulsion No Fathers free-will nor did I touch your person With any edge of spight or strain your loves With any base or hir'd perswasions Witness these tears how well I wisht your fortunes Exit Rut. There 's some grace in thee yet you are determined To marry this Count Lady Zen. Marry him Rutilio Rut. Marry him and lye with him I mean Zen. You cannot mean that If you be a true Gentleman you dare not The Brother to this man and one that loves him I 'le marry the Devil first Rut. A better choice And lay his horns by a handsomer bed-fellow A cooler o' my conscience Arn. Pray let me ask you And my dear Mistris be not angry with me For what I shall propound I am confident No promise nor no power can force your love I mean in way of marriage never stir you Nor to forget my faith no state can wound you But for this Custom which this wretched country Hath wrought into a law and must be satisfied Where all the pleas of honour are but laught at And modesty regarded as a may-game What shall be here considered power we have none To make resistance nor policie to cross it 'T is held Religion too to pay this duty Zeno. I 'le dye an Atheist then Arn. My noblest Mistris Not that I wish it so but say it were so Say you did render up part of your honour For whilst your will is clear all cannot perish Say for one night you entertain'd this monster Should I esteem you worse forc'd to this render Your mind I know is pure and full as beauteous After this short eclipse you would rise again And shaking off that cloud spread all your lustre Zeno. Who made you witty to undoe your self Sir Or are you loaden with the love I bring you And fain would fling that burthen on another Am I grown common in your eyes Arnoldo Old or unworthy of your fellowship D' ye think because a woman I must err And therefore rather wish that fall before-hand Coloured with Custom not to be resisted D' ye love as painters doe only some pieces Some certain handsome touches of your Mistris And let the mind pass by you unexamined Be not abus'd with what the maiden vessel Is seasoned first you understand the proverb Rut. I am afraid this thing will make me vertuous Zeno. Should you lay by the least part of that love Y 'ave sworn is mine your youth and faith has given me To entertain another nay a fairer And make the case thus desp'rate she must dy else D' ye think I would give way or count this honest Be not deceiv'd these eyes should never see you more This tongue forget to name you and this heart Hate you as if you were born my full Antipathie Empire and more imperious love alone Rule and admit no rivals the purest springs When they are courted by lascivious land-floods Their maiden pureness and their coolness perish And though they purge again to their first beauty The sweetness of their taste is clean departed I must have all or none and am not worthy Longer the noble name of wife Arnoldo Than I can bring a whole heart pure and handsom Arnol. I never shall deserve you not to thank you You are so heavenly good no man can reach you I am sorrie I spake so rashly 't was but to try you Rut. You might have tryed a thousand women so And 900 fourscore and 19 should ha' followed your counsel Take heed o' clapping spurts to such free cattell Arn. We must bethink us suddenly and constantly And wisely too we expect no common danger Zen. Be most assur'd I 'le dye first Enter Clodio and Guard Rut. An 't come to that once The Devil pick his bones that dyes a coward I 'le jog along with you here comes the Stallion How smug he looks upon the imagination Of what he hopes to act pox on your kidneys How they begin to melt how big he bears Sure he will leap before us all what a sweet company Of rogues and panders wait upon his lewdness Plague of your chops you ha' more handsome bitts Than a hundred honester men and more deserving How the dogg leers Clod. You need not now be jealous I speak at distance to your wise but when the Priest has done We shall grow nearer and more familiar Rut. I 'le watch you for that trick baboon I 'le Smoke you the rogue sweats as if he had eaten Grains he broyles if I do come to the Basting of you Arno. Your Lordship May happily speak this to fright a stranger But 't is not in your honour to perform it The Custom of this place if such there be At best most damnable may urge you to it But if you be an honest man you hate it How ever I will presently prepare To make her mine and most undoubtedly Believe you are abus'd this custome feign'd too And what you now pretend most fair and vertuous Clod. Go and believe a good belief does well Sir And you Sir clear the place but leave her here Arn. Your Lordships pleasure Clod. That anon Arnoldo This is but talk Rut. Shall we goe off Arn. By any means I know she has pious thoughts enough to guard her Besides here 's nothing due to him till the tye be done Nor dare he offer Rut. Now do I long to worry him Pray have a care to the main chance Exit Ar. and Rut. Zen. Pray Sir fear not Clod. Now what say you to me Zen. Sir it becomes The modestie that maids are ever born with To use few words Clod. Do you see nothing in me Nothing to catch your eyes nothing of wonder The common mould of men come short and want in Do you read no future fortune for your self here And what a happiness it may be to you To have him honour you all women aim at To have him love you Lady that man love you The best and the most beauteous have run mad for Looâ— and be wâ—se you have a favour offer'd you 〈◊〉 not every day propound to women You are a prettie one and though each hour I am glutted with the sacrifice of beautie I may be brought as you may handle it To call so good a grace and liking on you You understand come kiss me and be joyfull I give you leave Zen. Faith Sir 't will not shew handsome Our â—â—x is blushing full of fear unskil'd too In these alarms Clod. Learn then and be perfect Zen. I do beseech your honour pardon me And take some skilfull one can hold you play I am a fool Clod. I tell thee maid I love thee 〈◊〉 that word make thee happie so far love thee That though I may enjoy thee without ceremony I will descend so low to marry thee Me thinks I see the race that shall spring from us Some
i' th' house Ser. No Madam Gui. Haste and seek him Go all and every where I 'le not to bed Till you return him take away the lights too The Moon lends me too much to find my fears And those devotions I am to pay Are written in my heart not in this book And I shall read them there without a Taper Ex. Ser. Kneel Enter Rutilio Rut. I am pursued all the Ports are stopt too Not any hope to escape behind before me On either side I am beset cursed fortune My enemie on the Sea and on the Land too Redeem'd from one affliction to another Would I had made the greedy waves my tomb And dyed obscure and innocent not as Nero Smear'd o're with blood Whither have my fears brought me I am got into a house the doors all open This by the largeness of the room the hangings And other rich adornments glistring through The fable masque of night sayes it belongs To one of means and rank no servant stirring Murmur nor whisper Guio. Who 's that Rut. By the voice This is a woman Guio. Stephano Jaspe Julia Who waits there Rut. 'T is the Lady of the house I 'le flie to her protection Guio. Speak what are you Rut. Of all that ever breath'd a man most wretched Guio. I am sure you are a man of most ill manners You could not with so little reverence else Press to my private chamber Whither would you Or what do you seek for Rut. Gracious woman hear me I am a stranger and in that I answer All your demands a most unfortunate stranger That call'd unto it by my enemies pride Have left him dead i' th' streets Justice pursues me And for that life I took unwillingly And in a fair defence I must lose mine Unless you in your charity protect me Your house is now my sanctuary and the Altar I gladly would take hold of your sweet mercy By all that 's dear unto you by your vertues And by your innocence that needs no forgiveness Take pity on me Guio. Are you a Castillian Rut. No Madam Italy claims my birth Guio. I ask not With purpose to betray you if you were Ten thousand times a Spaniard the nation We Portugals most hate I yet would save you If it lay in my power lift up these hangings Behind my Beds head there 's a hollow place Into which enter so but from this stir not If the Officers come as you expect they will doe I know they owe such reverence to my lodgings That they will easily give credit to me And search no further Rut. The blest Saints pay for me The infinite debt I owe you Guio. How he quakes Thus far I feel his heart beat be of comfort Once more I give my promise for your safety All men are subject to such accidents Especially the valiant and who knows not But that the charity I afford this stranger My only Son else-where may stand in need of Enter Officers and Servants with the body of Duarte Page 1 Ser. Now Madam if your wisedom ever could Raise up defences against floods of sorrow That haste to overwhelm you make true use of Your great discretion 2 Ser. Your only son My Lord Duart 's slain 1 Off. His murtherer pursued by us Was by a boy discovered Entring your house and that induced us To press into it for his apprehension Guio. Oh? 1 Ser. Sure her heart is broke Off. Madam Guio. Stand off My sorrow is so dear and pretious to me That you must not partake it suffer it Like wounds that do breed inward to dispatch me O my Duart such an end as this Thy pride long since did prophesie thou art dead And to encrease my misery thy sad Mother Must make a wilfull shipwrack of her vow Or thou fall unreveng'd My Soul 's divided And piety to a son and true performance Of hospitable duties to my guest That are to others Angels are my furies Vengeance knocks at my heart but my word given Denies the entrance is no Medium left But that I must protect the murderer Or suffer in that faith he made his altar Motherly love give place the fault made this way To keep a vow to which high Heaven is witness Heaven may be pleas'd to pardon Enter Manuel Doctors Surgeons Man 'T is too late Hee 's gone past all recovery now reproof Were but unseasonable when I should give comfort And yet remember Sister Guio. O forbear Search for the murtherer and remove the body And as you think sit give it burial Wretch that I am uncapable of all comfort And therefore I intreat my friends and kinsfolk And you my Lord for some space to forbear Your courteous visitations Man We obey you Exeunt omnes with the body Rut. My Spirits come back and now despair resigns Manet Guiomar Her place again to hope Guio. What ere thou art To whom I have given means of life to witness With what Religion I have kept my promise Come fearless forth but let thy face be cover'd That I hereafter be not forc't to know thee For motherly affection may return My vow once paid to heaven Thou hast taken from me The respiration of my heart the light Of my swoln eyes in his life that sustain'd me Yet my word given to save you I make good Because what you did was not done with malice You are not known there is no mark about you That can discover you let not fear betray you With all convenient speed you can flie from me That I may never see you and that want Of means may be no let unto your journie There are a hundred Crownes you are at the door now And so Farewell for ever Rut. Let me first fall Before your feet and on them pay the duty I owe your goodness next all blessings to you And Heaven restore the joyes I have bereft you With full increase hereafter living be The Goddess stil'd of Hospitalitie Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Leopold and Zenocia Leo. FLing off these sullen clouds you are enter'd now Into a house of joy and happiness I have prepar'd a blessing for ye Zen. Thank ye my state would rather ask a curse Leo. You are peevish And know not when ye are friended I have us'd those means The Lady of this house the noble Lady Will take ye as her own and use ye graciously Make much of what you are Mistris of that beautie And expose it not to such betraying sorrows When ye are old and all those sweets hang wither'd Enter Servant Then sit and sigh Zen. My Autumn is not far off Leo. Have you told your Lady Ser. Yes Sir I have told her Both of your noble service and your present Which she accepts Leo. I should be blest to see her Ser. That now you cannot doe she keeps the Chamber Not well dispos'd and has denied all visits The maid I have in charge to receive from ye So please you render her Leo. With all my service
now a bed w' ye he is so modest he would fall asleep straight Ang. Dare you venture that Syl. Let him consent and have at ye I fear him not he knows not what a woman is nor how to find the mystery men aim at Are you afraid of your own shadow Madam Ang. He follows still yet with a sober face would I might know the worst and then I were satisfied Syl. Ye may both and let him but go with ye Char. Why do you flie me what have I so ill about me or within me to deserve it Ang. I am going to bed Sir Char. And I am come to light ye I am a Maid and 't is a Maidens office Ang. You may have me to bed Sir without a scruple and yet I am chaâ—y too who comes about me Two Innocents should not seat one another Syl. The Gentleman says true Pluck up your heart Madam Char. The glorious Sun both rising and declining we boldly look upon even then sweet Lady when like a modest Bride he draws nights curtains even then he blushes that men should behold him Ang. I fear he will perswade me to mistake him Syl. 'T is easily done if you will give your mind to 't Ang. Pray ye to your bed Char. Why not to yours dear Mistris one heart and one bed Ang â—â—ue Sir when 't is lawful but yet you know Char. I would not know forget it those are but sickly loves that hang on Ceremonies nurs'd up with doubts and fears ours high and healthful full of belief and fit to teach the Priest Love shall seal first then hands confirm the bargain Ang. I shall be a Heretick if this continue What would you do a bed you make me blush Sir Char. I 'd see you sleep for sure your sleeps are excellent you that are waking such a noted wonder must in your slumber prove an admiration I would behold your dreams too if 't were possible those were rich showes Ang. I am becoming Traitor Char. Then like blew Neptune courting of an Island where all the perfumes and the precious things that wait upon great Nature are laid up I 'd clip it in my arms and chastly kiss it dwell in your bosome like your dearest thoughts and sigh and weep Ang. I 've too much woman in me Char. And those true tears falling on your pure Crystals should turn to armelets for great Queens t' adore Ang. I must be gone Char. Do not I will not hurt ye this is to let you know my worthiest Lady y' have clear'd my mind and I can speak of love too I can not my manners though I never knew before these few hours what a Beauty was and such a one that â—iâ—es all hearts that feel it yet I have read of vertuous Temperance and study'd it among my other Secrets and 〈◊〉 would I force a separation betwixt this spirit and the case of flesh than but conceive one rudeness against Chast ty Ang. Then we may walk Char. And talk of any thing any fit for your ears and my language though I was bred up dull I was ever civil 't is true I have sound it hard to look on you and not desire 't will prove a wise mans task yet those desires I have so mingled still and tempered with the quality of honour that if you should yield I should â—ate you for 't I am no Courtier of a light co â—ition apt to take fire at every beauteous face that only serves his will and wantonness and lets the serious part run by as thin neglected sand Whiteness of name you must be mine why should I rob my self of that that lawfully must make me happy why should I seek to cuckold my delights and widow all those sweets I aim at in you We 〈◊〉 â—ose our selves in Venus Groves of Myrtle where every little wind shall be a Cupid and sing of love and â—â—â—th each â—â—nd that blows and curls the velvet leaves shall breed delights the wanton Springs shall call us to 〈◊〉 banks and on the perfum'd flowers we'll least our senâ—â—â— yet we 'll walk by untainted of their pleasures and as they â—â—â—e pure Temples we 'll talk in them 〈◊〉 To bee and pray then we may have a fair end of 〈…〉 loves would I were worth of you or of such paâ—â—nts 〈…〉 you thanks but I am poor in all but in your love Once more good night Char. A good night t' ye and may the dew of sleep fâ—ll gently on you sweet one and lock up those fair lights in pleasing slumbers no dreams but chaste and clear attempt your fancy and break betimes sweet morn I 've lost my light else Ang. Let it be ever night when I lose you Syl. This Scholar never went to a Free-School he 's so simple Enter a Servant Serv. Your Brother with two Gallants is at door Sir and they 're so violent they 'll take no denial Ang. This is no fit time of night Char. Let 'em in Mistris Serv. They stay no leave shall I raise the house on ' em Char. Not a man nor make no murmur of 't I charge ye Enter Eustace Egremont Cowsy Eust They 're here my Uncle absent stand close to me How do you Brother with your curious story have you not read her yet sufficiently Char. No Brother no I stay yet in the Preface the style 's too hard for you Eust I must entreat her she 's parcel of my goods Char. She 's all when you have her Ang. Hold off your hands unmannerly rude Sir nor I nor what I have depend on you Char. Do let her alone she gives good counsel do not trouble your self with Ladies they are too light Let out your Land and get a provident Steward Ang. I cannot love ye let that satisfie you such vanities as you are to be laugh'd at Eust Nay then you must go I must claim mine own Both. Away away with her Char. Let her alone pray let her alone and take your Coxcomb up Let me talk She strikes off Eustace 's hâ—t civilly a while with you Brother It may be on some terms I may part with her Eust O is your heart come down what are your terms Sir Put up put up Snatches away his sword Char. This is the first and chiefest let 's walk a turn Now stand off fools I advise ye stand as far off as you would hope for mercy this is the first sword yet I ever handled and a sword 's a beauteous thing to look upon and if it hold I shall so hunt your insolence 't is sharp I 'm sure and if I put it home 't is ten to one I shall new pink your Sattins I find I have spirit enough to dispose of it and will enough to make ye all examples let me toss it round I have the full command on 't Fetch me a native Fencer I defie him I feel the fire of ten strong spirits in me Do you watch me when my Uncle is absent this
horses Sir Are well set up in Bruges all by this time You look as you were not well Sir and would be â—cortly let blood do you want a scarf Van-d. A halter Ger. 'T was like your self honest and noble Hubert Can'st thou behold these mirrors all together Of thy long false and bloody usurpation Thy tyrrannous proscription and fresh treason And not so see thy self as to fall down And sinking force a grave with thine own guilt As deep as hell to cover thee and it Wol. No I can stand and praise the toyles that took me And laughing in them dye they were brave snares Flo. 'T were truer valour if thou durst repent The wrongs th' hast done and live Wol. Who I repent And say I am sorry yes 't is the fool's language And not for Wolfort Van-d. Wolfort thou art a Devil And speakst his language oh that I had my longing Under this row of trees now would I hang him Flo. No let him live until he can repent But banish'd from our State that is thy doom Van-d. Then hang his worthy Captain here this Hemskirk For profit of th' example Flo. No let him Enjoy his shame too with his conscious life To shew how much our innocence contemns All practice from the guiltiest to molest us Van-d. A noble Prince Ger. Sir you must help to join Apair of hands as they have done their hearts here And to their loves with joy Flo. As to mine own My gracious Sister worthiest Brother Van. I 'le go afore and have the bon-fire made My fire-works flap dragons and good backrack With a peek of little fishes to drink down In healths to this day Hig. 'Slight here be changes The Bells ha' not so many nor a dance Prig. Prig. Our Company 's grown horrible thin by it What think you Ferret Fer. Many I do think That we might all be Lords now if we could stand for 't Hig. Not I if they should offer it I 'le dislodge first Remove the Bush to another climat Ger. Sir you must thank this worthy Burgomaster Here be friends ask to be look'd on too And thank'd who though their trade and course of life Be not so perfect but it may be better'd Have yet us'd me with courtesy and been true Subjects unto me while I was their King A place I know not well how to resign Nor unto whom But this I will entreat Your grace command them follow you to Bruges Where I will take the care on me to find Some manly and more profitable course To fit them as a part of the Republique Flo. Do you hear Sirs do so Hig. Thanks to your good grace Prig. To your good Lordship Fer. May you both live long all but Beggars Ger. Attend meat Van-dunks the Burgomasters Ex. Hig. Yes to beat hemp and be whipt twice a week Or turn the wheel for Crab the Rope maker Or learn to go along with him his course That 's a fine course now i' the common-wealth Prig. What say you to it Prig. It is the backwardst course I know i' the world Hig. Then Higgen will scarce thrive by it You do conclude Prig. 'Faith hardly very hardly Hig. Troth I am partly of your mind Prince Prig And therefore farewel Flanders Higgen will seek Some safer shelter in some other Climat With this his tatter'd Colony Let me see Snap Ferret Prig and Higgen all are left O' the true blood what shall we into England Prig. Agreed Hig. Then bear up bravely with your Brute my lads Higgen hath prig'd the prancers in his dayes And sold good penny-worths we will have a course The Spirit of Bottom is grown bottomless Prig. I 'le mand no more nor cant Hig. Yes your sixpenny worth In private Brother sixpence is a sum I 'le steal you any mans Dogg for Prig. For sixpence more You 'l tell the owner where he is Hig. 'T is right Higgen must practise so must Prig to eat And write the Letter and gi' the word But now No more as either of these Prig. But as true Beggars As e're we were Hig. We stand here for an Epilogue Ladies your bounties first the rest will follow For womens savours are a leading alms If you be pleas'd look cheerly throw your eyes Out at your masks Prig. And let your beauties sparkle Hig. So may you ne'er want dressings Jewels gowns Still I the fashion Prig. Nor the men you love Wealth nor discourse to please you Hig. May you Gentlemen Never want good fresh suits nor liberty Prig. May every Merchant here see safe his ventures Hig. And every honest Citizen his debts in Prig. The Lawyers again good Clyents Hig. And the Clyents good Counsel Prig. All the Gamesters here good fortune Hig. The Drunkards too good wine Prig. The eaters meat Fit for their tastes and palats Hig. The good wives kind Husbands Prig. The young maids choyce of Sutors Hig. The Midwives merry hearts Prig. And all good cheer Hig. As you are kind unto us and our Bush We are the Beggars and your daily Beadsmen And have your mony but the Alms we ask And live by is your Grace give that and then We 'l boldly say our word is Come again THE Humourous Lieutenant A TRAGI-COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play King Antigonus an old Man with young desires Demetrius Son to Antigonus in love with Celia Three Kings equal sharers with Antigonus of what Alexander had with united powers opposing Antigonus Seleucus â—ysimachus Ptolomie Leontius a brave old merry Souldier assistant to Demetrius Servants to Antigonus and his vices Timon Charinthus â—enippus The Humourous Lieutenant Gentlemen Friends and followers of Demetrius 〈◊〉 Embassadors from the three Kings Gentlemen-Vshers Grooms Citizens Physicians Herald Magician Souldiers Host WOMEN Celia alias Evanthe Daughter to Seleucus Mistris to Demetrius Leucippe a Bawd Agent for the Kings lust Ladies Citizens Wives Governesse to Celia A Country-Woman Phoebe her Daughter 2 Servants of the game The Scene Greece The principal Actors were Henry Condel John Lowin Richard Sharpe Robert Benfeild Joseph Taylor William Eglestone John Vnderwood Thomas Polard Actus primus Scena prima Enter 2 Ushers and Grooms with perfumes 1 Vsher ROund round perfume it round quick look ye Diligently the state be right are these the richest Cushions Fie fie who waits i' th' wardrobe 2 Vsh But pray tell me do you think for certain â—hese Embassadours shall have this morning audience 1 Vsh They shall have it Lord that you live at Court â—nd understand not I tell you they must have it 2 Vsh Upon what necessity 1 Vsh Still you are out of the trick of Court fell your place Enter Ladies and Gentlemen And sow your grounds you are not for this tillage Madams the best way is the upper lodgings There you may see at ease Ladies We thank you Sir Ex. Ladies Gent. 1 Vsh Would you have all these slighted who should report then The Embassadors were handsome men his beard A neat one the fire
of his eyes quicker than lightning And when it breaks as blasting his legs though litle ones Yet movers of a mass of understanding Who shall commend their Cloaths who shall take notice Of the most wise behaviour of their Feathers Ye live a raw man here 2 Vsh I think I do so Enter 2 Citizens and Wives 1 Vsh Why whither would ye all press 1 Cit. Good Master Vsher 2 Cit. My wife and some few of my honest neighbours here 1 Vsh Prethee begone thou and thy honest Neighbours Thou lookst like an Ass why whither would you sith face 2 Cit. If I might have But the honour to see you at my poor house Sir A Capon bridled and sadled I 'le assure your worship A shoulder of Mutton and a pottle of Wine Sir I know your Brother he was as like ye And shot the best at Buts 1 Vsh A upon thee 2 Cit. Some Musick I 'le assure you too My toy Sir can play o' th' Virginals 1 Vsh Prethee good toy Take away thy shoulder of Mutton it is flie-blown And shoulder take thy flap along here 's no place for ye Nay then you had best be knock'd Ex. Cit. Enter Celia Cel. I wou'd fain see him The glory of this place makes me remember But dye those thoughts dye all but my desires Even those to death are sick too he 's not here Nor how my eyes may guide me 1 Vsh What 's your business Who keeps the outward door there here 's fine shuffling You wastcoateer you must go back Cel. There is not There cannot be six days and never see me There must not be desire Sir do you think That if you had a Mistris 1 Vsh Death she is mad Cel. And were your self an honest man it cannot 1 Vsh What a Devil hast thou to do with me or my honesty Will you be jogging good nimble tongue My fellow door-keeper 2 Vsh Prethee let her alone 1 Vsh The King is coming And shall we have an agent from the Suburbs Come to crave audience too Cel. Before I thought ye To have a little breeding some tang of Gentry But now I take ye plainly Without the help of any perspective For that ye cannot alter 1 Vsh What 's that Cel. An Ass Sir you bray as like one And by my troth me thinks as ye stand now Considering who to kick next you appear to me Just with that kind of gravity and wisdom Your place may beaâ— the name of Gentleman But if ever any of that butter stick to your bread 2 Vsh You must be modester Cel. Let him use me nobler And wear good Cloaths to do good Offices They hang upon a fellow of his vertue As though they hung on Gibbets 2 Vsh A perillous wench 1 Vsh Thrust her into a corner I 'le no more on her 2 Vsh You have enough go pretty Maid stand close And use that little tongue with a little more temper Cel. I thank ye Sir 2 Vsh When the show's past I 'le have ye into the Cellat there we 'll dine A very pretty wench a witty Rogue And there we 'll be as merry can ye be merry Cel. O very merry 2 Vsh Only our selves this churlish fellow shall not know Cel. By no means 2 Vsh And can you love a little Cel. Love exceedingly I have cause to love you dear Sir 2 Vsh Then I 'le carry ye And shew you all the pictures and the hangings The Lodgings Gardens and the walks and then sweet You shall tell me where you lye Cel. Yes marry will I. 2 Vsh And 't shall go hard but I 'le send ye a Venison Pasty And bring a bottle of wine along 1 Vsh Make room there 2 Vsh Room there afore stand close the train is coming Enter King Antigonus Timon Charinthus Menippâ— Cel. Have I yet left a beauty to catch fools Yet yet I see him not O what a misery Is love expected long deluded longer Ant. Conduct in the Embassadors 1 Vsh Make room there Ant. They shall not wait long answer 〈◊〉 Cle. Yet he comes not Enter 3 Embassadors Why are eyes set on these and multitudes Follow to make these wonders O good gods What would these look like if my love were here But I am fond forgetful Ant. Now your grievance Speak short and have as short dispatch 1 Emb. Then thus Sir In all our Royal Masters names We tell you Ye have done injustice broke the bonds of concord And from their equal shares from Alexander Parted and so possess'd not like a Brother But as an open Enemy Ye have hedged in Whole Provinces man'd and maintain'd these injuries And daily with your sword though they still honour ye Make bloudy inroads take Towns and ruin Castles And still their sufferance feels the weight 2 Em. Think of that love great Sir that honor'd friendship Your self held with our Masters think of that strength VVhen you were all one body all one mind VVhen all your swords struck one way when your angers Like so many brother Billows rose together And curling up your foaming Crests defied Even mighty Kings and in their falls entomb'd 'em O think of these and you that have been Conquerours That ever led your Fortunes open ey'd Chain'd fast by confidence you that fame courted Now ye want Enemies and men to match ye Let not your own Swords seek your ends to shame ye Enter Demetrius with a Javelin and Gentlemen 3 Em. Choose which you will or Peace or War We come prepar'd for either 1 Vsh Room for the Prince there Cel. Was it the Prince they said how my heart trembled 'T is he indeed what a sweet noble fierceness Dwells in his eyes young Meleager like When he return'd from slaughter of the Boar Crown'd with the loves and honours of the people With all the gallant youth of Greece he looks now Who could deny him love Dem. Hail Royal Father Ant. Ye are welcome from your sport Sir do you see thâ—s Gent. You that bring Thunders in your mouths and Earthquakes To shake and totter my designs can you imagine You men of poor and common apprehensions VVhile I admit this man my Son this nature That in one look carries more fire and fierceness Than all your Masters in their lives dare I admit him Admit him thus even to my side my bosom When he is fit to rule when all men cry him And all hopes hang about his head thus place him His weapon hatched in bloud all these attending When he shall make their fortunes all as sudden In any expedition he shall point 'em As arrows from a Tartars bow and speeding Dâ—â—e I do this and fear an enemy Fear your great Master yours or yours Dem. O Hercules Who saies you do Sir Is there any thing In these mens faces or their Masters actions Able to work such wonders Cel. Now he speaks O I could dwell upon that tongue for ever Dem. You call 'em Kings they never wore those Royalties Nor in the
will obtain her I am ashes else Are all the Philtâ—rs in Charms Powder Roots Mag. They are all in and now I only stay The invocation of some helping Spirits Ant. To your work then and dispatch Mag. Sit still and fear not Leu. I shall ne'r endure these fights Ant. Away with the Woman go wait without Leu. When the Devil 's gone pray call me Exit Ant. Be sure you make it powerful enough Mag. Pray doubt not He Conjures A SONG Rise from the Shades below All you that prove The helps of looser Love Rise and bestow Vpon this Cup what ever may compel By powerful Charm and unresisted Spell A Heart unwarm'd to melt in Loves desires Distill into this Liquor all your fires Heats longings tears But keep back frozen fears That she may know that has all power defied Art is a power that will not be denied The ANSWER I Obey I Obey And am come to view the day Brought along all may compel All the Earth has and our Hell Here 's a little little Flower This will make her sweat an hour Then unto such flames arise A thousand joys will not suffice Here 's the powder of the Moon With which she caught Endymion The powerful tears that Venus cryed When the Boy Adonis dyed Here 's Medea's Charm with which Jasons heart she did bewitch Omphale this Spell put in When she made the Libyan spin This dull root pluckt from Lethe flood Puâ—ges all pure thoughts and good These I stir thus round round round Whilst our light feet beat the ground Mag. Now Sir 't is full and whosoever drinks this Shall violently dâ—at upon your person And never sleep nor eat unsatisfied So many hours 't will work and work with Violence And those expired 't is done You have my art Sir Enter Leucippe Ant. See him rewarded liberally Leucippe Here take this bowl and when she calls for Wine next Be sure you give her this and see her drink it Delay no time when she calls next Leu. I shall Sir Ant. Let none else touch it on your life Leu. I am charg'd Sir Ant. Now if she have an antidote art let her ' scape me Exeunt Enter Leontius Lieutenant Gent. 1 Gent There 's the door Lieutenant if you dare do any thing Leo. Here 's no man waits 1 Gent. H' as given a charge that none shall Nor none shall come within the hearing of him Dare ye go forward Lieu. Let me put on my Skull first My head 's almost beaten into th' pap of an Apple Are there no Guns i' th' door Leo. The Rogue will do it And yet I know he has no Stomach to 't Lieu. What loop-holes are there when I knock for stoâ—â—â— For those may pepper me I can perceive none Leo. How he views the Fortification Lieu. Farewel Gentlemen If I be kill'd Leo. We 'll see thee buried bravely Lieu. Away how should I know that then I 'll knock softly Pray heaven he speak in a low voice now to comfort me I feel I have no heart to 't Is' t well Gentlemen Colonel my Troop Leo. A little louder Lieu. Stay stay Here is a window I will see stand wide By he 's charging of a Gun Leo. There 's no such matter There 's no body in this room Lieu. O 't was a fire-shovel Now I 'll knock louder if he say who 's there As sure he has so much manners then will I answer him So finely demurely my Troop Colonel knocks louder 1 Gent. Knock louder Fool he hears not Lieu. You fool do you Do and you dare now 1 Gent. I do not undertake it Lieu. Then hold your peace and meddle with your oâ—â— matters Leo. Now he will knock Knocks loudâ—â— Lieu. Sir Sir will 't please you hear Sir Your Grace I 'll look again what 's that Leo. He 's there now Lord How he stares I ne'r yet saw him thus alter'd Stand now and take the Troop Lieu. Would I were in 't And a good horse under me I must knock again The Devil 's at my fingers ends he comes now Now Colonel if I live Leo. The Troop 's thine own Boy Enter Demetrius a Pistol Dem. What desperate fool ambitious of his ruine Lieu. Your Father would desire ye Sir to come to dinner Dem. Thou art no more Lieu. Now now now now Dem. Poor Coxcomb Why do I aim at thee Exit Leo. His fear has kill'd him Enter Leucippe with a Bowl 2 Gent. I protest he 's almost stiff bend him and rub him Hold his Nose close you if you be a woman Help us a little here 's a man near perish'd Leu. Alas alas I have nothing here about me Look to my Bowl I 'll run in presently And fetch some water bend him and set him upwards Leo. A goodly man Exit Here 's a brave heart he 's warm again you shall not Leave us i' th' lurch so Sirrah 2 Gent. Now he breaths too Leo. If we had but any drink to raise his Spirits What 's that i' th' Bowl upon my life good Liquor She would not own it else 1 Gent. He sees Leo. Look up Boy And take this Cup and drink it off I 'll pledge thee Guide it to his mouth he swallows heartily 2 Gent. Oh! fear and sorrow's dry 't is off Leo. Stand up man Lieu. Am I not shot Leo. Away with him and chear him Thou hast won thy Troop Lieu. I think I won it bravely Leo. Go I must see the Prince he must not live thus And let me hear an hour hence from ye Well Sir Exeunt Gent. and Lieu. Enter Leucippe with water Leu. Here here where 's the sick Gentleman Leo. He 's up and gone Lady Leu. Alas that I came so late Leo. He must still thank ye Ye left that in a Cup here did him comfort Leu. That in the Bowl Leo. Yes truly very much comfort He drank it off and after it spoke lustily Leu. Did he drink it all Leo. All off Leu. The Devil choak him â— am undone h' as twenty Devils in him Undone for ever left he none Leo. I think not Leu. No not a drop what shall become of me now Had he no where else to swound a vengeance swound him Undone undone undone stay I can lye yet And swear too at a pinch that 's all my comfort Look to him I say look to him but mark what follows Ex. Enter Demetrius Leo. What a Devil ails the Woman here comes the Prince again With such a sadness on his face as sorrow â—orrow her self but poorly imitates Sorrow of Sorrows on that heart that caus'd it Dem. Why might she not be false and treacherous to me And found so by my Father she was a Woman And many a one of that Sex young and fair As fall of faith as she have fallen and foully Leo. It is a Wench O that I knew the circumstance Dem. Why might not to preserve me from this ruine She having lost her honour and abused me My father
change the forms o' th' coins and execute His anger on a fault she ne'r committed Only to keep me safe why should I think so She never was to me but all obedience Sweetness and love Leo. How heartily he weeps now â— have not wept this thirty years and upward But now if I should be hang'd I cannot hold from 't â—t grieves me to the heart Dem. Who 's that that mocks me Leo. A plague of him that mocks ye I grieve truly Truly and heartily to see you thus Sir And if it lay in my power gods are my witness Who e'r he be that took your sweet peace from you â— am not so old yet nor want I spirit Dem. No more of that no more Leontius Revenges are the gods our part is sufferance Farewell I shall not see thee long Leo. Good Sir tell me the cause I know there is a woman in 't Do you hold me faithful dare you trust your Souldier Sweet Prince the cause Dem. I must not dare not tell it And as thou art an honest man enquire not Leo. Will ye be merry then Dem. I am wondrous merry Leo. 'T is wondrous well you think now this becomes ye Shame on 't it does not Sir it shews not handsomely If I were thus you would swear I were an Ass straight A wooden ass whine for a Wench Dem. Prithee leave me Leo. I will not leave ye for a tit Dem. Leontius Leo. For that you may have any where for six pence And a dear penny-worth too Dem. Nay then you are troublesome Leo. Not half so troublesom as you are to your self Sir Was that brave Heart made to pant for a placket And now i' th' dog-days too when nothing dare love That noble Mind to melt away and moulder For a hey nonny nonny Would I had a Glass here To shew ye what a pretty toy ye are turn'd to Dem. My wretched Fortune Leo. Will ye but let me know her I 'll once turn Bawd go to they are good mens offices And not so contemptible as we take 'em for And if she be above ground and a Woman I ask no more I 'll bring her o' my back Sir By this hand I will and I had as lieve bring the Devil I care not who she be nor where I have her And in your arms or the next Bed deliver her Which you think fittest and when you have danc'd your galliard Dem. Away and fool to them are so affected O thou art gone and all my comfort with thee Wilt thou do one thing for me Leo. All things i' th' World Sir Of all dangers Dem. Swear Leo. I will Dem. Come near me no more then Leo. How Dem. Come no more near me Thou art a plague-sore to me Exit Leo. Give you good ev'n Sir If you be suffer'd thus we shall have fine sport I will be sorry yet Enter 2 Gentlemen 1 Gent. How now how does he Leo. Nay if I tell ye hang me or any man else That hath his nineteen wits he has the bots I think He groans and roars and kicks 2 Gent. Will he speak yet Leo. Not willingly Shortly he will not see a man if ever I look'd upon a Prince so metamorphos'd So juggl'd into I know not what shame take me This 't is to be in love 1 Gent. Is that the cause on 't Leo. What is it not the cause of but bear-baitings And yet it stinks much like it out upon 't What giants and what dwarffs what owls and apes What dogs and cats it makes us men that are possest with it Live as if they had a Legion of Devils in 'em And every Devil of a several nature Nothing but Hey-pass re-pass where 's the Lieutenant Has he gather'd up the end on 's wits again 1 Gent. He is alive but you that talk of wonders Shew me but such a wonder as he is now Leo. Why he was ever at the worst a wonder 2 Gent. He is now most wonderful a Blazer now Sir Leo. What ails the Fool and what Star reigns now Gentlemen We have such Prodigies 2 Gent. 'T will pose your heaven-hunters He talks now of the King no other language And with the King as he imagines hourly Courts the King drinks to the King dies for the King Buys all the Pictures of the King wears the Kings colours Leo. Does he not lye i' th' King street too 1 Gent. He 's going thither Makes prayers for the King in sundry languages Turns all his Proclamations into metre Is really in love with the King most dotingly And swears Adonis was a Devil to him A sweet King a most comely King and such a King 2 Gent. Then down on 's marrow-bones O excellent King Thus he begins Thou Light and Life of Creatures Angel-ey'd King vouchsafe at length thy favour And so proceeds to incision what think ye of this sorrow 1 Gent. Will as familiarly kiss the King horses As they pass by him ready to ravish his footmen Leo. Why this is above Ela But how comes this 1 Gent. Nay that 's to understand yet But thus it is and this part but the poorest 'T would make a man leap over the Moon to see him act these 2 Gent. With sighs as though his heart would break Cry like a breech'd boy not eat a bit Leo. I must go see him presently For this is such a gig for certain Gentlemen The Fiend rides on a Fiddle-stick 2 Gent. I think so Leo. Can ye guide me to him for half an hour I am his To see the miracle 1 Gent. We sure shall start him Exeunt SCENE V. Enter Antigonus and Leucippe Ant. Are you sure she drank it Leu. Now must I lye most confidently Yes Sir she has drunk it off Ant. How works it with her Leu. I see no alteration yet Ant. There will be For he is the greatest Artist living made it Where is she now Leu. She is ready to walk out Sir Ant. Stark mad I know she will be Leu. So I hope Sir Ant. She knows not of the Prince Leu. Of no man living Ant. How do I look how do my cloaths become me I am not very grey Leu. A very youth Sir Upon my maiden-head as smug as April Heaven bless that sweet face 't will undo a thousand Many a soft heart must sob yet e'r that wither Your Grace can give content enough Enter Celia with a Book Ant. I think so Leu. Here she comes Sir Ant. How shall I keep her off me Go perfume the room make all things ready Ex. Leu. Cel. No hope yet of the Prince no comfort of him They keep me mew'd up here as they mew mad folks No company but my afflictions This royal Devil again strange how he haunts me How like a poyson'd potion his eyes fright me Has made himself handsome too Ant. Do you look now Lady You will leap anon Cel Curl'd and perfum'd I smell him He looks on 's legs too sure he will cut a caper God-a
Beauty let me not be thought uncivil Thus to be Partner of your loneness 't was My Love that ever working passion drew Me to this place to seek some remedy For my sick Soul be not unkind and fair For such the mighty Cupid in his doom Hath sworn to be aveng'd on then give room To my consuming Fires that so I may Enjoy my long Desires and so allay Those flames that else would burn my life away Ama. Shepherd were I but sure thy heart were sound As thy words seem to be means might be found To cure thee of thy long pains for to me That heavy youth-consuming Miserie The love sick Soul endures never was pleasing I could be well content with the quick easing Of thee and thy hot fires might it procure Thy faith and farther service to be sure Shep. Name but that great work danger or what can Be compass'd by the Wit or Art of Man And if I fail in my performance may I never more kneel to the rising Day Ama. Then thus I try thee Shepherd this same night That now comes stealing on a gentle paâ—â— Have promis'd equal Love and do appoinâ— To make yon Wood the place where hands and hearts Are to be ty'd for ever break their meâ—ting And their strong Faith and I am ever thine Shep. Tell me their Names and if I do not 〈◊〉 By my great power the Centre of their Lâ—â—â— From his fixt being let me never more Warm me by those fair Eyes I thus adorâ— Ama. Come as we go I 'll tell thee wâ—â—â— And give thee fit directions for thy work Enter Cloe. Cloe. How have I wrong'd the times or 〈…〉 After this holy Feast I pass unknown And unsaluted 't was not wont to be Thus frozen with the younger companie Of jolly Shepherds 't was not then held good For lusty Grooms to mix their quicker blood With that dull humour most unfit to be The friend of man cold and dull Chastitie Sure I am held not fair or am too old Or else not free enough or from my fold Drive not a flock sufficient great to gain The greedy eyes of wealth-alluring Swain Yet if I may believe what others say My face has soil enough nor can they lay Justly too strict a Coyness to my Charge My Flocâ—s are many and the Downs as large They feed upon then let it ever be Their Coldness not my Virgin Modestie Makes me complain Enter Thenot. The. Was ever Man but I Thus truly taken with uncertainty Where shall that Man be found that loves a mind Made up in Constancy and dare not find His Love rewarded here let all men know A Wretch that lives to love his Mistress so Clo. Shepherd I pray thee stay where hast thou been Or whither go'st thou here be Woods as green As any air likewise as fresh and sweet As where smooth Zephyrus plays on the fleet Face of the curled Streams with Flowers as many As the young Spring gives and as choise as any Here be all new Delights cool Streams and Wells Arbors o'rgrown with Woodbinds Caves and Dells Chuse where thou wilt whilst I sit by and sing Or gather Rushes to make many a Ring For thy long fingers tell thee tales of Love How the pale Phoebe hunting in a Grove First saw the Boy Endymion from whose Eyes She took eternal fire that never dyes How she convey'd him softly in a sleep Hâ—s temples bound with poppy to the steep Head of old Latmus where she stoops each night Gilding the Mountain with her Brothers light To kiss her sweetest The. Far from me are these Hot flashes bred from wanton heat and ease I have forgot what love and loving meant Rhimes Songs and merry Rounds that oft are sent To the soft Ears of Maids are strange to me Only I live t' admire a Chastitie That neither pleasing Age smooth tongue or Gold Could ever break upon so pure a Mold Is that her Mind was cast in 't is to her I only am reserv'd she is my form I stir By breath and move 't is she and only she Can make me happy or give miserie Clo. Good Shepherd may a Stranger crave to know To whom this dear observance you do ow The. You may and by her Vertue learn to square And level out your Life for to be fair And nothing vertuous only fits the Eye Of gaudy Youth and swelling Vanitie Then know she 's call'd the Virgin of the Grove She that hath long since bury'd her chaste Love And now lives by his Grave for whose dear Soul She hath vow'd her self into the holy Roll Of strict Virginity 't is her I so admire Not any looser Blood or new desire Clo. Farewel poor Swain thou art not for my bend I must have quicker Souls whose works may tend To some free action give me him dare love At first encounter and as soon dare prove The SONG Come Shepherds come Come away without delay Whiâ—st the gentle time dost stay Green Woods are dumb And will never tell to any Those dear Kisses and those many Sweet End races that are given Dainty Pleasures that would even Râ—â—se in â—eldest Age a fire And give Virgin Blood desire Then if ever Now or never Come and have it Think not I Dare deny If you crave it Enter Daphnis Here comes another better be my speed Thou god of Blood but certain if I read Not false this is that modest Shepherd he That only dare salute but ne'r could be Brought to kiss any hold discourse or sing Whisper or boldly ask that wished thing We all are born for one that makes loving Faces And could be well content to covet Graces Were they not got by boldness in this thing My hopes are frozen and but Fate doth bring Him hither I would sooner chuse A Man made out of Snow and freer use An Eunuch to my ends but since he 's here Thus I attempt him Thou of men most dear Welcome to her that only for thy sake Hath been content to live here boldly take My hand in pledg this hand that never yet Was given away to any and but sit Down on this rushy Bank whilst I go pull Fresh Blossoms from the Boughs or quickly cull The choicest delicates from yonder Mead To make thee Chains or Chaplets or to spread Under our fainting Bodies when delight Shall lock up all our senses How the sight Of those smooth rising Cheeks renew the story Of young Adonis when in Pride and Glory He lay infolded 'twixt the beating arms Of willing Venus methinks stronger Charms Dwell in those speaking eyes and on that brow More sweetness than the Painters can allow To their best pieces not Narcissus he That wept himself away in memorie Of his own Beauty nor Silvanus Boy Nor the twice ravish'd Maid for whom old Troy Fell by the hand of Pirrhus may to thee Be otherwise compar'd than some dead Tree To a young fruitful Olive Daph. I can love But I am loth to say so
both young and old Should be devour'd and it should be my strife To save thee whom I love above my life Ama. How shall I trust thee when I see thee chuse Another Bed and dost my side refuse Per. 'T was only that the chast thoughts might be 〈◊〉 'Twixt thee and me although we were alone Ama. Come Perigot will shew his power that he Can make his Amoret though she weary be Rise nimbly from her Couch and come to his Here take thy Amoret embrace and kiss Per. What means my Love Ama. To do as loâ—â—◠〈◊〉 That are to be enjoy'd not to be woo'd There 's ne'r a Shepherdess in all the plain Can kiss thee with more Art there 's none can feign More wanton tricks Per. Forbear dear Soul to trie Whether my Heart be pure I 'll rather die Than nourish one thought to dishonour thee Amar. Still think'st thou such a thing as Chastitie Is amongst Women Perigot there 's none That with her Love is in a Wood alone And would come home a maid be not abus'd With thy fond first Belief let time be us'd Why dost thou rise Per. My true heart thou hast sâ—â— Ama. Faith Perigot I 'll pluck thee down again Per. Let go thou Serpent that into my brest Hast with thy cunning div'd art not in Jest Ama. Sweet love lye down Per. Since this I live to see Some bitter North-wind blast my flocks and me Ama. You swore you lov'd yet will not do my will Per. O be as thou wert once I 'll love thee still Ama. I am as still I was and all my kind Though other shows we have poor men to blind Per. Then here I end all Love and left my vain Belief should ever draw me in again Before thy face that hast my Youth misled I end my life my blood be on thy head Ama. O hold thy hands thy Amoret doth cry Per. Thou counsel'st well first Amoret shall dye That is the cause of my eternal smart He runs after be Ama. O hold Per. This steel shall pierce thy lustful hâ—â—â—t The Sullen Shepherd steps out and uncharms be Sull. Up and down every where I strew the herbs to purge the air Let your Odour drive hence All mists that dazel fence Herbs and Springs whose hidden might Alters Shapes and mocks the sight Thus I charge you to undo All before I brought ye to Let her flye let her ' scape Give again her own shape Enter Amaryllis in her own shape Amar. Forbear thou gentle Swain thou dost mistake She whom thou follow'dst fled into the brake And as I crost thy way I met thy wrath The only fear of which near slain me hath Per. Pardon fair Shepherdess my rage and night Were both upon me and beguil'd my sight But far be it from me to spill the blood Of harmless Maids that wander in the Wood. Ex. Ama. Enter Amoret Amor. Many a weary step in yonder path Poor hopeless Amoret twice trodden hath To seek her Perigot yet cannot hear His Voice my Perigot she loves thee dear That calls Per. See yonder where she is how fair She shows and yet her breath infects the air Amo. My Perigot Per. Here. Amo. Happy Per. Hapless first 〈◊〉 lights on thee the next blow is the worst Amo. Stay Perigot my love thou art unjust Pers. Death is the best reward that 's due to lust Exit Perigot Sul. Now shall their love be crost for being struck â—e throw her in the Fount lest being took By some night-travaller whose honest care May help to cure her Shepherdess prepare Your self to die Amo. No Mercy I do crave Thou canst not give a worse blow than I have Tell him that gave me this who lov'd him too He struck my soul and not my body through Tell him when I am dead my soul shall be â—t peace if he but think he injur'd me Sul. In this Fount be thy grave thou wert not meant â—uâ—e for a woman thou art so innocent â—e cannot scape for underneath the ground flings her into the well 〈◊〉 a long hollow the clear spring is bound â—â—l on yon side where the Morns Sun doth look The strugling water breaks out in a Brook Exit The God of the River riseth with Amoret in his arms God What powerfull charms my streams do bring â—ck again unto their spring â—ith such force that I their god â—ree times striking with my Rod â—ould not keep them in their ranks â—y Fishes shoot into the banks â—here's not one that stayes and feeds â—ll have hid them in the weeds â—ere's a mortal almost dead â—ln into my River head â—llowed so with many a spell â—at till now none ever fell â—â— a Female young and clear 〈◊〉 in by some Ravisher 〈◊〉 upon her breast a wound 〈◊〉 which there is no plaister bound â—t she 's warm her pulses beat â—s a sign of life and heat 〈◊〉 thou be'st a Virgin pure â—an give a present cure â—ke a drop into thy wound â—m my watry locks more round â—an Orient Pearl and far more pure â—an unchast flesh may endure â—e she pants and from her flesh â—e warm blood gusheth out afresh â—e is an unpolluted maid â—ust have this bleeding staid â—m my banks I pluck this flower â—th holy hand whose vertuous power â—at once to heal and draw â—e blood returns I never saw 〈◊〉 fairer Mortal Now doth break â—r deadly slumber Virgin speak Amo. Who hath restor'd my sense given me new breath â—d brought me back out of the arms of death God I have heal'd thy wounds Amo. Ay me God Fear not him that succour'd thee â—n this Fountains god below 〈◊〉 waters to a River grow â—d'twixt two banks with Osiers set â—at only prosper in the wet â—ough the Meadows do they glide â—heeling still on every side â—etimes winding round about 〈◊〉 find the evenest channel out â—d if thou wilt go with me â—ving mortal companie â—he cool streams shalt thou lye â—e from harm as well as I I will give thee for thy food No Fish that useth in the mud But Trout and Pike that love to swim Where the gravel from the brim Through the pure streams may be seen Orient Pearl fit for a Queen Will I give thy love to win And a shell to keep them in Not a Fish in all my Brook That shall disobey thy look But when thou wilt come sliding by And from thy white hand take a fly And to make thee understand How I can my waves command They shall bubble whilst I sing Sweeter than the silver spring The SONG Do not fear to put thy feet Naked in the River sweet Think not Leach or Newt or Toad Will bite thy foot when thou hast troad Nor let the water rising high As thou wad'st in make thee crie And sob but ever live with me And not a wave shall trouble thee Amo. Immortal power that rul'st this holy flood I know my self unworthy to be woo'd By thee a god for e're this but for
〈◊〉 bottom speak if thou be here My Perigot thy Amoret thy dear Callâ— on thy loved Name Per. What art thou darest Treaâ— thes◠〈…〉 paths where death and care Dwell on the face of â—â—â—knefs Amo. 'T is tâ—â— friend Thy Amoret come â—ither to give end To 〈◊〉 confiâ—â—â—ngs look up gentle Boy I have forgot â—â—ose Pains and dear annoy I suffer'd for thy sake and am content To be in love again why hast thou rent Those â—uâ—led loâ—ks where I have often hung Riband and Damask-roses and have slung Waters distil'd to make thee fresh and gay Sweeter than the Nosegayes on a Bridal day Why dost thou cross thine Arms and hang thy face Down to thy bosom letting fall apace From those two little Heavens upon the ground Showers of more price more Orient and more round Than those that hang upon the Moons pale brow Cease these complainings Shepherd I am now The same I ever was as kind and free And can forgive before you ask of me Indeed I can and will Per. So spoke my fair O you great working powers of Earth and Air Water and forming fire why have you lent Your hidden vertues of so ill intent Even such a face so fan so bright of liue Had Amoret such words so smooth and new Came flying from her tongue such was her eye And such the pointed sparkle that did flye Forth like a bleeding shaft all is the same The Robe and Buskins painted Hook and frame Of all her Body O me Amoret Amo. Shepherd what means this Riddle who hath set So strong a difference 'twixt my self and me That I am grown another look and see The Ring thou gav'st me and about my wrist That curious Bracelet thou thy fell didst twist From those fan Tresses knowst thou Amoret Hath not some newer love forc'd thee forget Thy Ancient faith Per. Still nearer to my love These be the very words she oft did prove Upon my temper so she still would take Wonder into her face and silent make Signs with her head and hand as who would say Shepherd remember this another day Amo. Am I not Amoret where was I lose Can there be Heaven and time and men and most Of these unconstant Faith where art thou 〈◊〉 Are all the vows and protestations dead The hands help up the wishes and the heart Is there not one remaining not a part Of all these to be found why then I see Men never knew that vertue Constancie Per. Men ever were most blessed till crass late Brought Love and Women forth unfortunate To all that ever tasted of their smiles Whose actions are all double full of wiles Like to the subtil Hare that 'fore the Hounds Makes many turnings leaps and many rounds This way and that way to deceive the scent Of her pursuers Amo. 'T is but to prevent Their speedy coming on that seek her fall The hands of cruel men more Bestial And of a nature more refusing good Than Beasts themselves or Fishes of the Flood Per. Thou art all these and more than nature meant When she created all frowns joys content Extream fire for an hour and presently Colder than sleepy poyson or the Sea Upon whose face sits a continual frost Your actions ever driven to the most Then down again as low that none can find The rise or falling of a Womans mâ—â—d Amo. Can there bâ— any Age or dayes or time Or tongues of men guilty so great a crime As wronging simple Maid O Perigot Thou that wast yesterday without a blot Thou that wast every good and every thing That men call blessed thou that wast the spring From whence our looser grooms drew all their best Thou that wast alwayes just and alwayes blest In faith and promise thou that hadst the name Of Vertuous given thee and made good the same Ev'en from thy Cradle thou that wast that all That men delighted in Oh what a fall Is this to have been so and now to be The only best in wrong and infamie And I to live to know this and by me That lov'd thee dearer than mine eyes or that Which we esteem'd our honour Virgin state Dearer than Swallows love the early morn Or Dogs of Chace the sound of merry Horn Dearer than thou canst love thy new Love if thou hast Another and far dearer than the last Dearer than thou canst love thy self though all The self love were within thee that did fall With that coy Swain that now is made a flower For whose dear sake Echo weeps many a shower And am I thus rewarded for my flame Lov'd worthily to get a wantons name Come thou forsaken Willow wind my head And noise it to the world my Love is dead I am forsaken I am cast away And left for every lazy Groom to say I was unconstant light and sooner lost Than the quick Clouds we see or the chill Frost When the hot Sun beats on it Tell me yet Canst thou not love again thy Amoret Per. Thou art not worthy of that blessed name I must not know thee fling thy wanton flame Upon some lighter blood that may be hot With words and feigned passions Perigot Was ever yet unstain'd and shall not now Stoop to the meltings of a borrowed brow Amo. Then hear me heaven to whom I call for right And you fair twinkling stars that crown the night And hear me woods and silence of this place And ye sad hours that move a sullen pace Hear me ye shadows that delight to dwell In horrid darkness and ye powers of Hell Whilst I breath out my last I am that maid That yet untainted Amoret that plaid The careless prodigal and gave away My soul to this young man that now dares say I am a stranger not the same more wild And thus with much belief I was beguil'd I am that maid that have delaid deny'd And almost scorn'd the loves of all that try'd To win me but this swain and yet confess I have been woo'd by many with no less Soul of affection and have often had Rings Belts and Cracknels sent me from the lad That feeds his flocks down westward Lambs and Doves By young Alexis Daphnis sent me gloves All which I gave to thee nor these nor they That sent them did I smile on or e're lay Up to my after-memory But why Do I resolve to grieve and not to dye Happy had been the stroke thou gav'st if home By this time had I found a quiet room Where every slave is free and every brest That living breeds new care now lies at rest And thither will poor Amoret Per. Thou must Was ever any man so loth to trust His eyes as I or was there ever yet Any so like as this to Amoret For whose dear sake I promise if there be A living soul within thee thus to free â—â—y body from it He hurts her again Amo. So this work hath end Farewel and live be constant to thy friend Tâ—at loves thee next Enter Satyr Perigot
Stremon Pol. Why this is utter madness Eum. Thus it is Sir Pol. Only the Princess sight 1 Cap. All we can judge at Pol. This must be lookt to timely Eum. Yes and wisely Pol. He does not offer at his life Eum. Not yet Sir That we can hear of Pol. Noble Gentlemen Let me entreat your watches over him Ye cannot do a worthier work 2 Cap. We came Sir Provided for that service Pol. Where is Chilax Strem. A little busie Sir Pol. Is the Fool and Boy here Strem. They are Sir Enter Memnon Pol. Let 'em be still so and as they find his humours Eumen. Now ye may behold him Pol. Stand close and make no noise By his eyes now Gentlemen I guess him full of anger Eumen. Be not seen there Mem. The hour 's past long ago he 's false and fearful Coward go with thy Caitive soul thou Cur Dog Thou cold Clod wild fire warm thee monstrous fearful I know the Slave shakes but to think on 't Pol. Who 's that Eumen. I know not Sir Mem. But I shall catch ye Rascal Your mangy Soul is not immortal here Sir Ye must dye and we must meet we must maggot Be sure we must for not a Nook of Hell Not the most horrid Pit shall harbour thee The Devils tail sha'n't hide thee but I 'll have thee And how I 'll use thee whips and firebrands Tosting thy tail against a flame of wild fire And basting it with Brimstone shall be nothing Nothing at all I 'll teach ye to be treacherous Was never Slave so swing'd since Hell was Hell As I will swinge thy Slaves Soul and be sure on 't Pol. Is this imagination or some circumstance For 't is extream strange Eumen. So is all he does Sir Mem. Till then I 'll leave ye who 's there where 's the Surgeon Demagoras Dem. My Lord. Mem. Bring the Surgeon And wait you too Enter Surgeon Pol. What wou'd he with a Surgeon Eum. Things mustring in his head pray mark Mem. Come hither Have you brought your Instruments Sur. They are within Sir Mem. Put to the doors a while there ye can incise To a hairs breadth without defacing Sur. Yes Sir Mem. And take out fairly from the flesh Sur. The least thing Mem. Well come hither take off my doublet For look ye Surgeon I must have ye cut My Heart out here and handsomly Nay stare not Nor do not start I 'll cut your throat else Surgeon Come swear to do it Sur. Good Sir Mem. Sirrah hold him I 'll have but one blow at his head Sur. I 'll do it Why what should we do living after you Sir We 'll dye before if ye please Mem. No no. Sur. Living hang living Is there ne'r a Cat hole where I may creep through Would I were in the Indies Aside Mem. Swear then and after my death presently To kill your selves and follow as ye are honest As ye have faiths and loves to me Dem. We 'll do it Eum. Pray do not stir yet we are near enough To run between all dangers Mem. Here I am Sir Come look upon me view the best way boldly Fear nothing but cut home if your hand shake Sirrah Or any way deface my heart i' th' cutting Make the least scratch upon it but draw it whole Excellent fair shewing at all points Surgeon The Honour and the Valour of the Owner Mixt with the most immaculate love I send it Look to 't I 'll slice thee to the Soul Sur. Ne'r fear Sir I 'll do it daintily would I were out once Mem. I will not have ye smile Sirrah when ye do it As though ye cut a Ladies Corn 't is scurvy Do me it as thou dost thy Prayers seriously Sur. I 'll do it in a dump Sir Mem. In a Dog Sir I 'll have no dumps nor dumplins fetch your tools And then I 'll tell ye more Sur. If I return To hear more I 'll be hang'd for 't Mem. Quick quick Dem. Yes Sir With all the heels we have Exeunt Surgeon Demagoras Eumen. Yet stand Pol. He 'l do it Eum. He cannot and we here Mem. Why when ye Rascals Ye dull Slaves will ye come Sir Surgeon syringe Dog-leach shall I come fetch ye Pol. Now I 'll to him God save ye honour'd Brother Mem. My dear Polydore Welcome from travel welcome and how do ye Pol. Well Sir would you were so Mem. I am I thank ye You are a better'd man much I the same still An old rude Souldier Sir Pol Pray be plain Brother And tell me but the meaning of this Vision For to me it appears no more so far From common Course and Reason Mem. â—â—ank thee Fortune At length I have found the man the man must do it The man in honour bâ—und Pâ—l To 〈◊〉 Mem. Hark soâ— I will bless ye with the circumstance Of that weak shadow that appear'd Pol. Sp◠〈◊〉 Sâ— Walks with him Mem. It is no Story for all ears Pol. The Princess Whispers Mem. Peace and hear all Pol. How â—â—m Sure 't is dangerous He starts so at it Pol. You heart do you know Sir Mem. Yes Pray thee be softeâ— Pol. Me to do it Mem. Only reserv'd and dedicated Pol. For shame Brother Know what ye are a man Mem. None of you Athens Good sweet Sir no Philosophy thou seel'st not The honourable end fool Pol. I am fine I feel The shame and scorn that follows have ye serv'd thus long The glory of your Country in your Conquests The envy of your Neighbours in your Vertues Rul'd Armiâ—s of your own given Laws to Nations Belov'd and fear'd as far as Fame has travell'd Call'd the most fortunate and happy Memnon To lose all here at home poorly to lose it Poorly and pettâ—â—hly ridiculously To sling away your fortune where 's your Wisedom Where 's that you govern'd others by discretion Do's your Rule lastly hold upon your self sie Brother How ye are faln Get up into your honour The top branch of your bravery and from thence Look and behold how little Memnon seems now Mem. Hum 't is well spoken but dost thou think young Scholar The tongues of Angels from my happiness Could turn the end I aim at no they cannot This is no Book-case Brother will ye do it Use no more art I am resolv'd Pâ—l Ye may Sir Command me to do any thing that 's honest And for your noble end but this it carries Mem. Ye shall not be so honour'd live an Ass still And learn to spell for profit go go study â—â—m Ye must not hold him up so he is lost then Mem. Get thee to School again and talk of turnips And find the natural Cause out why a Dog Turns thrice about e're he lyes down there 's Learning Pol. Come I will do it now 't is brave I find it And now allow the reason Mem. O do you so Sir Do ye find it currant Pol. Yes yes excellent Mem. I told ye Pol. I was foolish I have here
too The â—atest way to find the truth out hark ye Ye shall be rul'd by me Mem. It will be but Pol. I reach it If the worst fall have at the worst we 'll both go But two days and 't is thus ha Mem. 'T will do well so Pol. Then is' t not excellent do ye conceive it Mem. 'T will work for certain Pol. O 't will tickle her And you shall know then by a line Mem I like it But let me not be fool'd again Pol. Doubt nothing You do me wrong then get ye in there private As I have taught ye Busta Mem. Work Exit Memnon Pol. I will do Eum. Have ye found the cause Pol. Yes and the strangest Gentlemen That e'r I heard of anon I 'll tell ye Stremon Be you still near him to affect his fancy And keep his thoughts off let the Fool and Boy Stay him they may do some pleasure too Eumenes What if he had a Wench a handsome Whore brought Rarely drest up and taught to state it Eum. Well Sir Pol. His cause is meerly heat and made believe It were the Princess mad for him Eum. I think 'T were not amiss 1 Cap. And let him kiss her Pol. What else 2 Cap. I 'll be his Bawd an 't please you young and wholesome I can assure ye he shall have Eum. Faith let him Pol. He shall I hope 't will help him walk a little I 'll tell you how his case stands and my project In which you may be mourners but by all means Stir not you from him Stremon Strem. On our lives Sir Exeunt Enter Priestess and Chilax Pri. O y' are a precious man two days in town And never see your old Friend Chi. Prithee pardon me Pri. And in my Conscience if I had not sent Chi. No more I would ha' come I must Pri. I find ye God a mercy want ye never care for me But when your Slops are empty Chi. Ne'r fear that Wench Shall find good currant Coin still Is this the old House Pri. Have ye forgot it Chi. And the door still standing That goes into the Temple Pri. Still Chi. The Robes too That I was wont to shift in here Pri. All here still Chi. O ye tuff Rogue what troubles have I trotted through What fears and frights every poor Mouse a Monster That I heard stir and every stick I trod on A sharp sting to my Conscience Pri. 'Las poor Conscience Chi. And all to liquor thy old Boots Wench Pri. Out Beast How you talk Chi. I am old Wench And talking to an old man is like a stomacher It keeps his blood warm Pri. But pray tell me Chi. Any thing Pri. Where did the Boy meet with ye at a Wench sure At one end of a Wench a Cup of Wine sure Chi. Thou know'st I am too honest Pri. That 's your fault And that the Surgeon knows Chi. Then farewel I will not fail ye soon Pri. Ye shall stay Supper I have sworn ye shall by this ye shall Chi. I will Wench But after Supper for an hour my business Pri. And but an hour Chi. No by this kiss that ended I will return and all night in thine Arms wench Pr. No more I 'le take your meaning come 't is Supper time Exeunt Enter Calis Cleanthe Lucippe Calis Thou art not well Clean. Your grace sees more a great deal Than I feel yet I lye O Brother Cal. Mark her Is not the quickness of her eye consumed wench The lively red and white Lucip. Nay she is much alter'd That on my understanding all her sleeps Lady Which were as found and sweet Cle. Pray do not force me Good Madam where I am not to be ill Conceit 's double sickness on my faith your highness Is meer mistaken in me A Dead March within of Drum and Sagbutts Cal. I am glad on 't Yet this I have ever noted when thou wast thus It still forerun some strange event my Sister Dâ—ed when thou wast thus last hark hark ho What mournfull noise is this comes creeping forward Still it grows nearer nearer do ye hear it Enter Polydor and Captains Eumenes mourning Lucip. It seems some Souldiers funeral see it enters Cal. What may it mean Pol. The Gods keep ye fair Calis Cal. This man can speak and well he stands and views us Wou'd I were ne'r worse look't upon how humbly His eyes are cast now to the Earth pray mark him And mark how rarely he has rankt his troubles See now he weeps they all weep a sweeter sorrow I never look't upon nor one that braver Becâ—me his grief your will with us Pol. Great Lady Plucks out the Cup. Excellent beauty Cal. He speaks handsomely What a rare rhetorician his grief plaies That stop was admirable Pol. See see thou Princess Tâ—â— great commander of all hearts Cal. I have found it On how my soul shakes Pol. See see the noble heart Of him that was the noblest see and glory Like the proud God himself in what thou hast purchas'd Behold the heart of Memnon does it start ye Cal. Good gods what has his wildness done Pol. Look boldlie You boldlie said you durst look wretched woman Nay flie not back fair follie 't is too late now Vertue and blooming honour bleed to death here Take it the Legacie of Love bequeath'd ye Of cruel Love a cruel Legacie What was the will that wrought it then can ye weep â—â—balm it in your truest tears If women can weep a truth or ever sorrow sunk yet Into the soul of your sex for 't is a Jewel The worlds worth cannot weigh down Take it Lady And with it all I dare not curse my sorrows And may they turn to Serpents Eumen. How she looks Still upon him see now a tear steals from her 2 Capt. But still she keeps her eye firm Pol. Next read this But since I see your spirit somewhat troubled I 'le doe it for ye 2 Capt. Still she eyes him mainlie Got happy heart for thou shalt lye Intomb'd in her for whom I dye Example of her cruelty Tell her if she chance to chide Me for slowness in her pride That it was for her I died If a tear escape her eye 'T is not for my memory But thy rights of obsequy The Altar was my loving breast My heart the sacrificed beast And I was my self the Priest Your body was the sacred shrine Your cruel mind the power divine Pâ—â—as'd wâ—th hearts of men not â—inâ— Fumen Now it pours down Pol. I like it rarelie Ladie Eumen. How greedily she swallows up his language 2 Capt. Her eye inhabits on him Pol. Cruel Ladie Great as your beautie scornfull had your power But equal poâ—se on all hearts all hearts perish't But Cupid has more shafts than one more flames too And now he must be open ey'd 't is Justice Live to injoy your longing live and laugh at The losses and the miseries we suffer Live to be spoken when your crueltie Has cut off all the
Whore and Captain Eume. He 's past all help sure How do ye like her 2 Capt. By th' mass a good round Virgin And at first sight resembling she is well cloath'd too Eume. But is she sound 2 Cap. Of wind and limb I warrant her Eume. You are instucted Lady Who. Yes and know Sir How to behave my self ne're fear Eume. Polybius Where did he get this Vermin 1 Capt. Hang him Badger There 's not a hole free from him whores and whores mates Do all pay him obedience Eume. Indeed i' th' War His quarter was all Whore Whore upon Whore And lin'd with Whore beshrew me 't is a fair Whore 1 Capt. She has smockt away her blood but fair or soul Or blind or lame that can but lift her leg up Comes not amiss to him he rides like a night Mare All Ages all Religions Eume. Can ye state it Who. I 'le make a shift Eume. He must lie with ye Lady Who. Let him ne's not the first man I have lain with Nor shall not be the last Enter Memnon 2 Capt. He comes no more words She has her lesson throughly how he views her Eumen. Go forward now so bravely stand Mem. Great Lady How humbly I am bound Who. You shall not kneel Sir Come I have done you wrong stand my Souldier And thus I make amends Kisses him Eumen. A Plague confound ye Is this your state 2 Capt. 'T is well enough Mem. O Lady Your Royal hand your hand my dearest beauty Is more than I must purchase here divine one I dare revenge my wrongs ha 1 Capt. A damn'd soul one Eume. The Lees of Baudy prewns mourning Gloves All spoil'd by Heaven Mem. Ha! who art thou 2 Capt. A shame on ye Ye clawing scabby Whore Mem. I say who art thou Eumen. Why 't is the Princess Sir Mem. The Devil Sir 'T is some Roguey thing Who. If this abuse be love Sir Or I that laid aside my modesty Eumen. So far thou 't never find it Mem. Do not weep For if ye be the Princess I will love ye Indeed I will and honour ye fight for ye Come wipe your eyes by Heaven she stinks who art thou Stinks like a poyson'd Rat behind a hanging Woman who art like a rotten Cabbage 2 Capt. Y' are much to blame Sir 't is the Princess Mem. How She the Princess Eumen. And the loving Princess 1 Capt. Indeed the doating Princess Mem. Come hither once more The Princess smells like mornings breath pure Amber Beyond the courted Indies in her spices Still a dead Rat by Heaven thou a Princess Eumen. What a dull Whore is this Mem. I 'le tell ye presently For if she be a Princess as she may be And yet stink too and strongly I shall find her Fetch the Numidian Lyon I brought over If she be sprung from the Royal blood the Lyon He 'l do you reverence else Who. I beseech your Lordship Eumen. He 'l tear her all to pieces Who. I am no Princess Sir Mem. Who brought thee hither 2 Capt. If ye confess we 'll hang ye Who. Good my Lord Mem. Who art thou then Who. A poor retaining Whore Sir To oâ— of your Lord 〈◊〉 Captains Mâ—â— Aâ—as poor Whâ—â—e Go â—a Whore still 〈◊〉 stink worse Ha ha ha Ex. Cloe. What fools are these 〈◊〉 Coxcombs Exit Menmon Eumen. I am â—ight â—lad yet He takes it with such â—ightness 1 Cap. Me thinks his face too Is not so clouded as it was how he looks Eume. Where 's your dead Rat 2 Cap. Tâ—â— Dâ—â— diâ—e upon her Loins wâ—â— what a Medieme had he gotten To try a Whorâ— Enter Stremon Stre. Here 's one from Polydor stays to speak with ye Eume. With whom Stre. With all where has the General been He 's laughing to himself extreamly Eumen. Come I 'le tell thee how I am glad yet he 's so merry Exeâ—unt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Chillax and Priestess Calis Lady and Nun. Chi. WHat lights are those that enter there still nearer â—ague o' your rotten itch do you draw me hither Into the Temple to betray me was there no place To satisfie your sin in Gods forgive me Still they come forward Priest Peace ye fool I have found it 'T is the young Princess Calis Chi. 'T is the Devil To â—â—aw us for our catterwawling Priest Retire softly I did not look for you these two hours Lady Beshrew your hast that way To Chillax Chi. That goes to the Altar Ye old blind Beast Priest I know not any way Still they come nearer I 'le in to th' Oracle Chi. That 's well remembred I 'le in with ye Priest Do. Exeunt Priest and Chilax Enter Calis and her Train with lights singing Lucippe Cleanthe SONG O fair sweet Goddess Queen of Loves Soft and gentle as thy Dâ—â—es Humble â—y'd and ever ruing These poor hearts their Loves pursuing O thou â— ther of delights Crowâ—â— of all happy nights Star of dear content and pleasure Of mutual loves the endless treasure Accept this sacrifice we bring Thou continual youth and Spring Grant this Lady her desires And every hour we 'll crown thy fires Enter a Nun. Nun. You about her all retire Whilest the Princess feeds the fire When your Devotions ended be To the Oracle I will attend ye Exit Nun and draws the Curtain close to Calis Enter Stremon and Eumenes Strem. He will abroad Eumen. How does his humour hold him Stre. He is now grown wondrous sad weeps often too Talks of his Brother to himself starts strangely Eumen. Does he not curse Strem. No. Eumen. Nor break out in fury Offering some new attempt Strem. Neither to th' Temple Is all we hear of now what there he will do Eumen. I hope repent his folly let 's be near him Strem. Where are the rest Eumen. About a business Concerns him mainly if Heav'n cure his madness He 's made for ever Stremon Strem. Does the King know it Eumen. Yes and much troubled with it he 's now 〈◊〉 To seek his Sister out Strem. Come let 's away then Exeunt Eumen Strem. 〈◊〉 Enter Nun she opens the Curtain to Calis Calis at the Oracle Nun. Peace to your Prayers Lady will it please ye To pass on to the Oracle Cal. Most humbly Chilax and Priest in the Orâ—â—â— Chi. Do ye hear that Priest Yes lie close Chi. A wildfire take ye What shall become of me I shall be hang'd now Is this a time to shake a halter shake ye Come up and juggle come Priest I am monstrous fearful Chi. Up ye old gaping Oyster up and answer A mouldy Mange upon your chops ye told me I was safe here till the Bell rung Priest I was prevented And did not look these three hours for the Princess Chi. Shall we be taken Priest Speak for loves sake Chilax I cannot nor I dare not Chi. I 'le speak Treason for I had as lieve be hang'd for that Priest Good Chilax Chi. Must it be sung or said what shall I
tell ' em They are here here now preparing Priest O my Conscience Chi. Plague o' your spurgall'd Consciene does it tire now Now when it should be tuffest I could make thee Priest Save us we are both undone else Chi. Down ye Dog then Be quiet and be stanch to no inundations Nun. Here kneel again and Venus grant your wishes Calis O Divine Star of Heaven Thou in power above the seven Thou sweet kindler of desires Till they grow to mutual fires Thou O gentle Queen that art Curer of each wounded heart Thou the fuel and the flame Thou in Heaven and here the same Thou the wooer and the woo'd Thou the hunger and the food Thou the prayer and the pray'd Thou what is or shall be said Thou still young and golden tressed Make me by thy Answer blessed Chi. When Priest Now speak handsomly and small by all means I have told ye what â—hunâ—â— Chi. But I 'le tell you a new tale Now for my Neck verse I have heard thy prayers And mark me well Musick Venus descends Nun. The Goddess is displeased much The temple shakes and totters she appears Bow Lady bow Venus Purge me the Temple round And live by this example henceforth sound Virgin I have seen they tears Heard thy wishes and thy fears Thy holy Incense flew above Hark therefore to thy doom in Love Had thy heart been soft at first Now thou had'st allay'd thy thirst Had thy stubborn will but bended All thy sorrows here had ended Therefore to be just in Love A strange Fortune thou must prove And for thou hast been stern and coy A dead Love thou shalt enjoy Cal. O gentle goddess Ven. Rise thy doom is said And fear not I will please thee with the dead Venus ascends Nun. Go up into the Temple and there end Your holy Rites the Goddess smiles upon ye Exeunt Cal. and Nun. Enter Chilax in his Robe Chi. I 'll no more Oracles nor Miracles Nor no more Church work I 'll be drawn and hang'd first Am not I torn a pieces with the thunder Death I can scarce believe I live yet It gave me on the buttocks a cruel a huge bang I had as lieve ha'had'em scratcht with Dog-whips quiet henceforth now ye feel the end on 't I would advise ye my old friends the good Gentlewoman Is â—â—rucken dumb and there her Grace sits mumping Like an old Ape eating a Brawn sure the good Goddess Know my intent was honest to save the Princess And how we young men are entic'd to wickedness By these lewd Women I had paid for 't else too 〈◊〉 monstrous holy now and cruel fearful O'twas a plaguey thump charg'd with a vengeance Enter Siphax walks softly over the stage and goes in Would I were well at home the best is 't is not day Who 's that ha Siphax I 'll be with you anon Sir Ye shall be oracled I warrant ye And thunder'd too as well as I your Lordship Enter Memnon Eumenes Stremon and two carrying Torches Must needs enjoy the Princess yes ha' Torches And Memnon coming this way he 's Dog-mad And ten to one appearing thus unto him He worries me I must go by him Eum. Sir Mem. Ask me no further questions what art thou How dost thou stare stand off nay look upon me I do not shake nor fear thee Draws his Sword Chi. He will kill me This is for Church work Mem. Why dost thou appear now Thou wort fairly slain I know thee Diocles And know thine envy to mine honour but Chi. Stay Memnon I am a Spirit and thou canst not hurt me Eum. This is the voice of Chilax Strem. What makes him thus Chi. 'T is true that I was slain in field but foully By multitudes not manhood therefore mark me I do appear again to quit mine honour And on thee single Mem. I accept the challenge Where Chi. On the Stygian Banks Mem. When Chi. Four days hence Mem. Go noble Ghost I will attend Chi. I thank ye Stre. Ye have sav'd your throat and handsomly Farewel Sir Exit Chilax Mem. Sing me the Battles of Pelusium In which this Worthy dyed Eum. This will spoil all and make him worse Than e'r he was sit down Sir And give your self to rest SONG Arm arm arm arm the Scouts are all come in Keep your Ranks close and now your honours win Behold from yonder Hill the Faâ— appears Bows Bills Glaves Arrows Shields and Spears Lake a dark Wood he comes or tempest pouring O view the Wings of Horse the Meadows scowring The vant-guard marches bravely hark the Drums dub dub They meet they meet and now the Battle comes See how the Arrows fly That darken all the Skye Hark how the Trumpets sound Hark how the Hils rebound Tara tara tara Hark how the Horses charge in Boys Boys in tara tara The Battel totters now the wounds begin O how they cry O how they dy Room for the valiant Memnon arm'd with thunder See how he breaks the Ranks asunder They flye they flye Eumenes has the Chace And brave Polybius makes good his place To the Plains to the Woods To the Rocks to the Floods They flie for succour Follow follow follow Hey hey Hark how the Souldiers hollow Brave Diocles is dead And all his Souldiers fled The Battel 's won and lost That many a life hath cost Mem. Now forward to the Temple Exeunt Enter Chilax Chi. Are ye gone How have I ' scap'd this morning by what miracle Sure I am ordain'd for some brave end Enter Cloe. Clo. How is it Chi. Come 't is as well as can be Clo. But is it possible This should be true you tell me Chi. 'T is most certain Clo. Such a gross Ass to love the Princess Chi. Peace Pull your Robe close about ye you are perfect In all I taught ye Cle. Sure Chi. Gods give thee good luck 'T is strange my Brains should still be beating Knavery For all these dangers but they are needful mischiefs And such are Nuts to me and I must do ' em You will remember me Clo. By this kiss Chilax Chi. No more of that I fear another thunder Clo. We are not i' th' Temple man Enter Siphax Chi. Peace here he comes Now to our business handsomly away now Ex. Chilax and Cloe. Si. 'T was sure the Princess for he kneel'd unto her And she lookt every way I hope the Oracle Has made me happy me I hope she lookt for Enter Chilax and Cloe at the other door Fortune I will so honour thee Love so adore thee Sâ—e is here again looks round about her again too 'T is done I know 't is done 't is Chilax with her And I shall know of him who 's that Chi. Speak softly The Princess from the Oracle Si. She views me By Heaven she beckons me Chi. Come near she wou'd have ye Si. O royal Lady Kisses her hand Chi. She wills ye read that for belike she 's bound to silence For such a time she is
I 'll meet it Puts I ne'r fear it Exeunt SCENE V. Enter Duke Archas Boroskey Burris Gentlemen and Attendants Du. They are handsome rooms all well contriv'd and sitted Full of convenience the prospect's excellent Arc. Now will your Grace pass down and do me but the honour To taste a Countrey Banquet Du. What room 's that I would see all now what conveyance has it I see you have kept the best part yet pray open it Arc. Ha! I misdoubted this 't is of no receipt Sir For your eyes most unfit Du. I long to see it Because I would judge of the whole piece some excellent painting Or some rare spoils you would keep to entertain me Another time I know Anc. In troth there is not Nor any thing worth your sight below I have Some Fountains and some Ponds Du. I would see this now Ar. Boroskie thou art a Knave it contains nothing But rubbish from the other rooms and unnecessaries Will't please you see a strange Clock Du. This or nothing Little Trunk ready Why should you bar it up thus with defences Above the rest unless it contain'd something More excellent and curious of keeping Open 't for I will see it Arc. The Keys are lost Sir Does your Grace think if it were fit for you I could be so unmannerly Du. I will see it and either shew it Arc. Good Sir Du. Thank ye Archas You shew your love abundantly Do I use to entreat thus force it open Bur. That were inhospitable you are his Guest Sir And with his greatest joy to entertain ye Du. Hold thy peace Fool will ye open it Arc. Sir I cannot I must not if I could Du. Go break it open Arc. I must withstand that force Be not too rash Gentlemen Du. Unarm him first then if he be not obstinate Preserve his life Arc. I thank your Grace I take it And now take you the Keys go in and see Sir There feed your eyes with wonder and thank that Traytor That thing tâ—at fâ—lls his faith for favour Exit Duke Bur. Sir what moves ye Arc. I have kept mine pure Lo d Burris there 's a Judas That for a smile will sell ye all a Gâ—â—tlâ—man Tâ—â— Devil has more truth and has maintain'd it A Whores heart more belief in 't Enter Duke Du. What 's all this Archas I cannot blame you to conceal it so I his most inestimable Treasure Ar. Yours Sir Du. Nor do I wonder now the Souldier sleights me Arc. Be not deceiv'd he has had no favour here Sir Not had you known this now but for that Pick-thank The lost man in his faith he has reveal'd it To suck a little honey from ye has betray'd it I swear he smiles upon me and forsworn too Thou crackt uncurrant Lord I 'll tell ye all Sir Youâ— Sire before his death knowing your temper To be as bounteous as the air and open As flowing as the Sea to all that follow'd ye Your great mind fit for War and Glory thriftily Like a great Husband to preserve your actions Collâ—cted all this treasure to our trusts To mine I mean and to that long-tongu'd Lord 's there He gave the knowledg and the charge of all this Upon his death-Bed too And on the Sacrament He swore us thus never to let this Treasure Part fâ—â—â— ouâ— secret keepings till no hope Of Suâ—â—â—ct could relieve ye all your own wasted No help of those that lov'd ye could supply ye And then some great exploit a foot my honesty I would have kept till I had made this useful I shew'd it and I stood it to the tempest And useful to the end 't was left I am cozen'd And so are you too if you spend this vainly This Worm that crept into ye has abus'd ye Abus'd your fathers care abus'd his Faith too Nor can this mass of money make him man more A flea'd Dog has more soul an Ape more honesty All mine ye have amongst it farewel that I cannot part with 't nobler my heart 's clear My Conscience smooth as that no rub upon 't But O thy Hell Bor. I seek no Heaven from you Sir Arc. Thy gnawinâ— Hell Boroskey it will find thee Would ye heap Coals upon his head has wrong'd ye Has ruin'd your esâ—ate give him this money Melt it into his mouth Du. What little Trunk's tâ—â—t That there o' th' top that 's 〈◊〉 Bor. You 'll find it rich Siâ— Richer I think than all Arc. You were not covetous Not wont to weave your thoughts with such a courseness Pray â—aâ—k not Honesty Bor. Be sure you see it Du. Bring out the Trunk Enter with the Trunk Arc. You 'll find that treasure too Aâ—l I have left me now Du. What 's this a poor Gown And this a piece of Seneca Arc. Yes sure Sir More worth than all your Gold yet ye have enough on 't And of a Mine far purer and more precious This sells no friends nor searches into counsels And yet all counsel and all friends live here Sir Betrays no Faith yet handles all that 's trusty Will't please you leave me this Du. With all my heart Sir Ar. What says your Lordship to 't Bor. I dare not rob ye Arc. Poor miserable men you have rob'd your selves both This Gown and this unvalu'd Treasure your brave Father Found me a Child at School with in his progress Where such a love he took to some few answers Unhappy Boyish toys hit in my head then That suddenly I made him thus as I was For here was all the Wealth I brought his Highness He carried me to Court there bred me up Bestow'd his favours on me taught me the Arms first With those an honest mind I serv'd him truly And where he gave me trust I think I fail'd not Let the World speak I humbly thank your Highness You have done more and nobler eas'd mine age Sir And to this care a fair Quictus given Now to my Book again Du. You have your wish Sir Let some bring off the treasure Bor. Some is his Sir Arc. None none a poor unworthy reaper The Harvest is his Graces Du. Thank you Archas. Arc. But will not you repent Lord when this is gone Where will your Lordship Bor. Pray take you no care Sir Arc. Does your Grace like my House Du. Wondrous well Archas You have made me richly welcome Arc. I did my best Sir Is there any thing else may please your Grace Du. Your Daughters I had forgot send them to Court Arc How 's that Sir Du. I said your Daughters see it done I 'll have 'em Attend my Sister Archas. Arc. Thank your Highness Du. And suddenly Exit Arc. Through all the ways I dare I 'll serve your temper though you try me far Exit Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Theodore Putskey Ancient and Servant The. I wonder we hear no news Puts Here 's your fathers servant He comes in haste too now we shall know all Sir The. How now Ser. I am
There 's comfort in those words Antinous For here 's the place and persons that have power To reconcile you to his love again Ant. That were a fortunate meeting Enter Cassilane and Arcanes Cas Greatness still wait you Lady Erot. Good Cassilane we do maintain our greatness Through your valour Cas My prayers pull daily blessings on thy head My un-offending child my Annophel Good Prince worthy Gonzalo ha art thou here Before me in every action art thou ambitious My duty Lady first offered here And love to thee my child though he out-strip me Thus in the wars he got the start on me By being forward but performing less All the endeavours of my life are lost And thrown upon that evil of mine own Cursed begetting whom I shame to father O that the heat thou rob'dst me of had burnt Within my Entrails and begot a feaver Or some worse sickness for thou art a disease Sharper than any Physick gives a name to Anno. Why do you say so Cas O Annophil there is good cause my girle He has plaid the thief with me and filch'd away The richest jewel of my life my honour Wearing it publickly with that applause As if he justly did inherit it Ant. Would I had in my Infancy been laid Within my grave covered with your blessings rather Than grown up to a man to meet your curses Cas O that thou hadst Then I had been the Father of a child Dearer than thou wert ever unto me When hope perswaded me I had begot Another self in thee Out of mine eyes As far as I have thrown thee from my heart That I may live and dye forgetting thee Erot. How has he deserv'd this untam'd anger That when he might have ask't for his reward Some honour for himself or mass of pelf He only did request to have erected Your Statue in the Capitol with Titles Ingrav'd upon 't The Patron of his Countrey Cas That that 's the poison in the gilded cup The Serpent in the flowers that stings my honour And leaves me dead in fame Gods do a justice And rip his bosom up that men may see Seeing believe the subtle practises Written within his heart But I am heated And do forget this presence and my self Your pardon Lady Erot. You should not ask ' less you knew how to give For my sake Cassilane cast out of your thoughts All ill conceptions of your worthy son That questionless has ignorantly offended Declared in his penitence Cas Bid me dye Lady for your sake I 'le do it But that you 'l say is nothing for a man That has out-liv'd his honour But command me In any thing save that and Cassilane Shall ever be your servant Come Annophel My joy in this world thou shalt live with me Retired in some solitarie nook The comfort of my age my dayes are short And ought to be well spent and I desire No other witness of them but thy self And good Arcanes Anno. I shall obey you Sir Gonz. Noble Sir If you taste any want of worldly means Let not that discontent you know me your friend That hath and can supply you Cas Sir I am too much bound to you already And 't is not of my cares the least to give you Fair satisfaction Gonz. You may imagine I do speak to that end But trust me 't is to make you bolder with me Cas Sir I thank you and may make trial of you Mean time my service Anno. Brother be comforted so long as I continue Within my Fathers love you cannot long Stand out an Exile I must goe live with him And I will prove so good an Orator In your behalf that you again shall gain him Or I will stir in him another anger And be lost with you Ant Better I wore neglected for he is hasty And through the Choler that abounds in him Whâ—◠〈◊〉 the time divides from him his judgement He may cast 〈◊〉 and with you his life For grief will 〈◊〉 â—t surprize him and that way Must be his death the sword has try'd too often And all the deadly Instruments of war Have aim'd at his great heart but ne're could touch it Yet not a limb about him wants a scar Cas Madam my duty Erot. Will you be gone Cas I must Lady but I shall be ready When you are pleas'd command me for your service Excellent Prince To all my heartie love And a good Farewel Mon. Thanks honest Cassilane Cas Come Annophel Gonz. Shall I not wait upon you Sir Cas From hence you shall not stir a foot Loving Gonzalo it must be all my study To requite you Gonz. If I may be so fortunate to deserve The name of friend from you I have enough Cas You are so and you have made your self so Gonz. I will then preserve it Erot. Antinous you are my servant are you not Ant. It hath pleased you so to grace me Erot. Why are you then dejected you will say You have lost a father but you have found a Mistris Doubles that loss be master of your spirit You have a cause for it which is my favour Gonz. And mine Erot. Will no man case me of this fool Gonz. Your fellow Erot. Antinous wait upon us Ant. I shall Madam Gonz. Nay but Ladie Ladie Erot. Sir you are rude and if you be the Master Of such means as you do talk of you should Learn good manners Gonz. O Lady you can find a fault in me But not perceive it in your self you must shall hear me I love you for your pride 't is the best vertue In you Erot. I could hang this fellow now by whom Are you supported that you dare do this Have you not example here in a Prince Transcending you in all things yet bears himself As doth become a man had seen my beautie Back to your Country and your Curtizans Where you may be admired for your wealth Which being consum'd may be a means to gain you The opinion of some wit Here 's nothing To be got but scorn and loss of time Gonz. Which are things I delight in Erot. Antinous follow me Exit Gonz. She is vext to the soul Mon. Let her be vext 't is fit she should be so Give me thy hand Gonzalo thou art in our favour For we do love to cherish lofty spirits Such as percusse the Earth and bound With an erected countenance to the clouds Gonz. 'S foot what thing is this Mon. I do love fire-works because they mount An Exhalation I profess to adore Beyond a fixed star 't is more illustrious As every thing rais'd out of smoak is so Their vertue is in action what do you think of me Gonz. Troth Sir You are beyond my ghess I know you not Mon. Do you know your self Gonz. Yes Sir Mon. Why you and I are one I am proud and Very proud too that I must tell you I saw It did become you cousin Gonzalo prethee Let it be so Gonz. Let it be so good cousin Mon. I
grief she goes with if not her Of which thou art the Parent and never yet Was there by Nature that thing made so stony But it would love what ever it begot Ant. He that begot me did beget these cares Which are good issues though happily by him Esteemed Monsters Nay the ill-judging World Is likely enough to give them those Characters Phi. What 's this to love and to the Lady he 's old Wrathful perverse self-will'd and full of anger Which are his faults but let them not be thine He thrusts you from his love she pulls thee on He doubts your Vertues she doth double them O either use thine own eyes or take mine And with them my heart then thou wilt love her Nay dote upon her more than on thy duty And men will praise thee equally for it Neglecting her condemn thee as a man Unworthy such a fortune O Antinous 'T is not the friendship that I bear to thee But her command that makes me utter this And when I have prevail'd let her but say Philander you must dye or this is nothing It shall be done together with a breath With the same willingness I live to serve her Er. No more Philander Phi. All I have done is little yet to purpose But ere I leave him I will perceive him blush And make him feel the passions that I do And every true Lover will assist me in 't And lend me their sad sighs to blow it home For Cupid wants a Dart to wound this bosome Er. No more no more Philander I can endure no more Pray let him go go good Antinous make peace With your own mind no matter though I perish Ex. Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Hyparcha and Mochingo Hyp. I Cannot help it Moch Nor do I require it The malady needs no Physician Help hospital people Hyp. I am glad to hear You are so valiant Moch Valiant Can any man be proud that is not valiant Foolish Woman what would'st thou say thou I know not what to call thee Hyp. I can you For I can call you Coxcomb Ass and Puppy Moch You do doe it I thank you Hyp. That you 'll lose a Fortune Which a Cobler better deserves than thou dost Moch Do not provoke my magnanimity For when I am incens'd I am insensible Go tell thy Lady that hath sent me word She will discard me that I discard her And throw a scorn upon her which I would not But that she does me wrong Enter Erota and Antinous Erot. Do you not glory in your Conquest more To take some great man Prisoner than to kill him And shall a Lady find less mercy from you That yields her self your Captive and for her Ransome Will give the Jewel of her life her heart Which she hath lockt from all men but thy self For shame Antinous throw this dulness off Art thou a man no where but in the field Hyp. He must hear Drums and Trumpets ere he sleeps And at this instant dreams he 's in his Armour These iron-hearted Souldiers are so cold Till they be beaten to a Womans Arms And then they love 'em better than their own No Fort can hold them out Ant. What pity it is Madam that your self Who are all Excellence should become so wretched To think on such a Wretch as Grief hath made me Seldome despairing men look up to Heaven Although it still speak to 'em in its Glories For when sad thoughts perplex the mind of man There is a Plummet in the heart that weighs And pulls us living to the dust we came from Did you but see the miseries you pursue As I the happiness that I avoid That doubles my afflictions you would flye Unto some Wilderness or to your Grave And there find better Comforts than in me For Love and Cares can never dwell together Er. They should If thou hadst but my Love and I thy Cares Ant. What wild Beast in the Desart but would be Taught by this Tongue to leave his Cruelty Though all the beauties of the face were vail'd But I am savager than any Beast And shall be so till Decius does arrive Whom with so much submission I have sent Under my hand that if he do not bring His Benediction back he must to me Be much more cruel than I to you Er. Is' t but your Fathers pardon you desire An. With his love and then nothing next that like yours Enter Decius Er. Decius is come Ant. O welcome Friend if I apprehend not Too much of joy there 's comfort in thy looks Er. There is indeed I prithee Decius speak it Dec. How prithee Decius this Woman 's strangely alter'd Ant. Why dost not speak good friend and tell me how The reverend Blessing of my life receiv'd My humble lines wept he for joy Dec. No there 's a Letter will inform you more Yet I can tell you what I think will grieve you The Old Man is in want and angry still And poverty is the Bellows to the Coal More than distaste from you as I imagine Ant. What 's here how 's this It cannot be now sure My griefs delude my senses Er. In his looks I read a world of Changes Decius mark With what a sad amazement he surveys The News canst thou guess what ' t is Dec. None good I fear Er. I fear so too and then Ant. It is her hand Er. Are you not well Ant. Too well if I were ought But Rock this Letter would conclude my miseries Peruse it Lady and resolve me then In what a case I stand Dec. Sir the worst is Your Fathers lowness and distaste Ant. No Decius My Sister writes Fernando has made suit For love to her and to express sincerely His constant truth hath like a noble Gentleman Discovered plots of treachery contriv'd By false Gonzalo not intending more The utter ruine of our house than generally Candies Confusion Dec. 'T is a generous part Of young Fernando Ant. 'T is and I could wish All thrift to his affections Decius You find the sum on 't Madam Er. Yes I do Ant. And can you now yet think a heart opprest With such a throng of cares can entertain An amorous thought Love frees all toils but one Calamity and it can ill agree Er. Wil 't please you speak my doom Ant. Alas great Lady Why will you flatter thus a desperate Man That is quite cast away O had you not Procur'd the Senates Warrant to enforce My stay I had not heard of these sad News What would ye have me do Er. Love me or kill me One word shall sentence either for as Truth â—s just if you refuse me I am resolute Not to out-live my thraldome Ant. Gentle Lady Er. Say must I live or dye Dec. My Lord how can you Be so inexorable here 's Occasion Of succouring your Father in his wants Securely profer'd pray Sir entertain it Er. What is my sentence Ant. What you please to have it Er. As thou art gentle speak those words
deserts First kick'd against mine honour scorned all My services then got the palm of glory Unto himself yet not content with this He lastly hath conspir'd my death and sought Means to engage me to this Lady's debt Whose bounty all my whole estate could never Give satisfaction to now honoured Fathers For this cause only if your Law be law And you the Ministers of justice then Think of this strange ingratitude in him Phil. Can this be so Antinous Ant. 'T is all true Nor hath my much wrong'd father limn'd my faults In colours half so black as in themselves My guilt hath dy'd them were there mercy left Yet mine own shame would be my Executioner Lords I am guilty Er. Thou beliest Antinous Thine innocence alas my Lords he 's desperate And talks he knows not what you must not credit His lunacy I can my self disprove This accusation Cassilane be yet More mercifull I beg it Cas Time nor sate The world or what is in it shall not alter My resolution he shall dye Er. The Senats Prayers or weeping Lovers shall not alter My resolution thou shalt dye Ant. Why Madam Are ye all Marble Pos Leave your shifts Antinous What plead you to your Fathers accusation Ant. Most fully guilty Pos You have doom'd your self We cannot quit you now Cas A burthen'd conscience Will never need a hang-man hadst thou dar'd To have deni'd it then this Sword of mine Should on thy head have prov'd thy tongue a lyar Er. Thy sword wretched old man thou hast liv'd too long To carry peace or comfort to thy grave Thou art a man condemn'd my Lords this tyrant Had perish'd but for me I still suppli'd His miserable wants I sent his Daughter Mony to buy him food the bread he eat Was from my purse when he vain-gloriously To dive into the peoples hearts had pawn'd His birth-right I redeem'd it sent it to him And for requitall only made my suite That he would please to new receive his son Into his favour for whose love I told him I had been still so friendly but then he As void of gratitude as all good nature Distracted like a mad man poasted hither To pull this vengeance on himself and us For why my Lords since by the Law all means Is blotted out of your commission As this hard hearted Father hath accus'd Noble Antinous his unblemished Son So I accuse this Father and crave judgement Cas All this is but deceit meer trifles forg'd By combination to defeat the process Of Justice I will have Antinous life Arc. Sir what do ye mean Er. I will have Cassilane's Ant. Cunning and cruel Lady runs the stream Of your affections this way have you not Conquest enough by treading on my grave Unless you send me thither in a shrowd Steept in my fathers bloud as you are woman As the protests of love you vow'd were honest Be gentler to my Father Er. Cassilane Thou hast a heart of flint let my intreaties My tears the Sacrifice of griefs unfeigned Melt it yet be a Father to thy son Unmask thy long besotted judgement see A low obedience kneeling at the feet Of nature I beseech you Cas Pish you cozen Your hopes your plots are idle I am resolute Er. Antinous urge no further Ant. Hence thou Sorcery Of a beguiling softness I will stand Like the earths center unmov'd Lords your breath Must finish these divisions I confess Civility doth teach I should not speak Against a Lady of her birth so high As great Erota but her injuries And thankless wrongs to me urge me to cry Aloud for justice Fathers Dec. Whither run you Ant. For honoured fathers that you all may know That I alone am not unmatchable In crimes of this condition lest perhaps You might conceive as yet the case appears That this foul stain and guilt runs in a bloud Before this presence I accuse this Lady Of as much vile ingratitude to me Cas Impudent Traitor Phi. Her O spare Antinous The world reputes thee valiant do not soyle All thy past nobleness with such a cowardize As murthering innocent Ladies will stamp on thee Ant. Brave Prince with what unwillingness I force Her follies and in those her sin be witness All these about me she is bloudy minded And turns the justice of the Law to rigor It is her cruelites not I accuse her Shall I have Audience Er. Let him speak my Lords Dec. Your memory will rot Ant. Cast all your eyes On this what shall I call her truthless woman When often in my discontents the sway Of her unruly bloud her untam'd passion Or name it as you list had hour by hour Solicited my love she vow'd at last She could not would not live unless I granted What shelong sued for I in tender pity To save a Lady of her birth from ruine Gave her her life and promis'd to be hers Nor urg'd I ought from her but secresie And then enjoyn'd her to supply such wants As I perceiv'd my Fathers late engagements Had made him subject to what shall I heap up Long repetitions she to quit my pity Not only hath discover'd to my Father What she had promis'd to conceal but also Hath drawn my life into this fatal forfeit For which since I must dye I crave a like Equality of justice against her Not that I covet bloud but that she may not Practise this art of falsehood on some other Perhaps more worthy of her love hereafter Por. If this be true Er. My Lords be as the Law is Indifferent upright I do plead guilty Now Sir what glory have you got by this 'Las man I meant not to outlive thy doom Shall we be friends in death Cas Hear me the villain Scandals her honour'd Lords Er. Leave off to doat And dye a wise man Ant. I am over-reach'd And master'd in my own resolution Phi. Will ye be wilfull Madam here 's the curse Of loves disdain Cas Why sit you like dumb Statues Demur no longer Pos Cassilane Erota Antinous death ye ask and 't is your dooms You in your follies liv'd dye in your follies Cas I am reveng'd and thank you for it Er. Yes and I Antinous hath been gracious Ant. Sir may I presume to crave a blessing from you Before we part Cas Yes such a one as Parents Bestow on cursed sons now now I laugh To see how those poor younglings are both cheated Of life and comfort look ye look ye Lords I go but some ten minutes more or less Before my time but they have finely cozen'd Themselves of many many hopefull years Amidst their prime of youth and glory now Enter Annophel My vengeance is made full Welcom my joy Thou com'st to take a seasonable blessing From thy half buried Fathers hand I am dead Already girle a d so is she and he We all are worms-meat now Anno. I have heard all Nor shall you dye alone Lords on my knees I beg for justice too Porp. ' Gainst whom for what
To save a little gold have sold your Daughter To worse than slaverie Cler. This was spoke home indeed Beau. Sir I shall take some other time to tell you That this harsh language was delivered to An old man but my Father Din. At your pleasure Cler. Proceed in your design let me alone To answer him or any man Verd. You presume Too much upon your name but may be couzen'd Din. But for you most unmindfull of my service For now I may upbraid you and with honour Since all is lost and yet I am a gainer In being deliver'd from a torment in you For such you must have been you to whom nature Gave with a liberal hand most excellent form Your education language and discourse And judgement to distinguish when you shall With feeling sorrow understand how wretched And miserable you have made your self And but your self have nothing to accuse Can you with hope from any beg compassion But you will say you serv'd your Fathers pleasure Forgetting that unjust commands of Parents Are not to be obey'd or that you are rich And that to wealth all pleasure else are servants Yet but consider how this wealth was purchas'd 'T will trouble the possession Champ. You Sir know I got it and with honour Din. But from whom Remember that and how you 'l come indeed To houses bravely furnish'd but demanding Where it was bought this Souldier will not lie But answer truly this rich cloth of Arras I made my prize in such a Ship this Plate Was my share in another these fair Jewels Coming a shore I got in such a Village The Maid or Matron kill'd from whom they were ravish'd The Wines you drink are guilty too for this This Candie Wine three Merchants were undone These Suckets break as many more in brief All you shall wear or touch or see is purchas'd By lawless force and you but revel in The tears and grones of such as were the owners Champ. 'T is false most basely false Verta. Let losers talk Din. Lastly those joyes those best of joyes which Hymen Freely bestows on such that come to tye The sacred knot he blesses won unto it By equal love and mutual affection Not blindly led with the desire of riches Most miserable you shall never taste of â—his Marriage night you 'l meet a Widows bed Or failing of those pleasures all Brides look for Sin in your wish it were so Champ. Thou art a Villain A base malitious slanderer Cler. Strike him Din. No he is not worth a blow Champ. O that I had thee In some close vault that only would yield room To me to use my Sword to thee no hope To run away I would make thee on thy knees Bite out the tongue that wrong'd me Verta. Pray you have patience Lamira This day I am to be your Soveraign Let me command you Champ. I am lost with rage And know not what I am my self nor you Away dare such as you that love the smoke Of peace more than the fire of glorious War And like unprofitable drones feed on Your grandâ—ires labours that as I am now Were gathering Bees and fill'd their Hive this Country With brave triumphant spoils censure our actions You object my prizes to me had you seen The horrour of a Sea-sight with what danger I made them mine the fire I fearless fought in And quench'd it in mine enemies blood which straight Like oyle pour'd out on 't made it burn anew My Deck blown up with noise enough to mock The lowdest thunder and the desperate fools That Boorded me sent to desie the tempests That were against me to the angrie Sea Frighted with men thrown o're no victory But in despight of the four Elements The Fire the Air the Sea and sands hid in it To be atchiev'd you would confess poor men Though hopeless such an honourable way To get or wealth or honour in your selves He that through all these dreadfull passages Pursued and overtook them unaffrighted Deserves reward and not to have it stil'd By the base name of theft Din. This is the Courtship That you must look for Madam Cler. 'T will do well When nothing can be done to spend the night with Your tongue is sound good Lord and I could wish For this young Ladyes sake this leg this arm And there is something else I will not name Though 't is the only thing that must content her Had the same vigour Champ. You shall buy these scoffs With your best blood help me once noble anger Nay stir not I alone must right my self And with one leg transport me to correct These scandalous praters O that noble wounds Falls Should hinder just revenge D' ye jear me too I got these not as you do your diseases In Brothels or with riotous abuse Of wine in Taverns I have one leg shot One arm disabled and am honour'd more By losing them as I did in the face Of a brave enemy than if they were As when I put to Sea you are French-men only In that you have been laied and cur'd goe to You mock my leg but every bone about you Makes you good Almanack-makers to foretell What weather we shall have Din. Put up your Sword Cler. Or turn it to a Crutch there 't may by usefull And live on the relation to your Wife Of what a brave man you were once Din. And tell her What a fine vertue 't is in a young Lady To give an old man pap Cer. Or hire a Surgeon To teach her to roul up your broken limbs Din. To make a Pultess and endure the scent Of oils and nasty Plasters Verta. Fie Sir fie You that have stood all dangers of all kinds to Yield to a Rivalls scoffe Lamira Shed tears upon Your Wedding day this is unmanly Gentlemen Champ. They are tears of anger O that I should live To play the woman thus All powerfull heaven Restore me but one hour that strength again That I had once to chastise in these men Their folies and ill manners and that done When you please I 'le yield up the fort of life And do it gladly Cler. We ha' the better of him We ha' made him cry Verdo. You shall have satisfaction And I will do it nobly or disclaim me Beaup. I say no more you have a Brother Sister This is your wedding day we are in the street And howsoever they forget their honour 'T is fit I lose not mine by their example Vert. If there be Laws in Paris look to answer This insolent affront Cler. You that live by them Study 'em for heavens sake for my part I know not Nor care not what they are Is their ought else That you would say Din. Nothing I have my ends Lamira weeps I have said too much I fear So dearly once I lov'd her that I cannot Endure to see her tears Exeunt Dinant and Cleremont Champ. See you perform it And do it like my Nephew Verdo. If I fail in 't Ne'r know
me more Cousin Beaupre Champ. Repent not What thou hast done my life thou shalt not find I am decrepit in my love and service I will be young and constant and believe me For thou shalt find it true in sâ—orn of all The scandals thâ—se rude men have thrown upon me I 'le meet thy pleasures with a young mans ardour And in all circumstances of a Husband Perform my part Lamira Good Sir I am your sâ—rvâ—nt And 't is too late now iâ— I did repent Which as I am a virgin yet I do not To undoe the â—not that by the Church is tyed Only I would beseech ye as you have A good opinion of me and my vertues For so you have pleas'd to stile my innocent weakness That what hath pass'd be wâ—en Dinant and me Or what now in your hearing he hath spoken Beget not doubts or fears Champ. I apprehend you You think I will be jealous as I live Thou art mistaken sweet and to confirm it Discourse with whom thou wilt ride where thou wilt Feast whom thou wilt as often as thou wilt For I will have no other guards upon thee Than thine own thoughts Lamira I 'le use this liberty With moderation Sir Beaup. I am resolv'd Steal off I 'le follow you Champ. Come Sir you droop Till you find cause which I shall never give Dislike not of your Son in Law Verta Sir you teach me The language I should use I am most happy In being so near you Exeunt Verdone and Beaupre Lamira O my fears good nurse Follow my Brother unobserv'd and learn Which way he takes Nurs I will be carefull Madam Exit Nurse Champ. Between us complements are superfluous On Gentlemen th' affront we have met here We 'l think upon hereafter 't were unfit To cherish any thought to breed unrest Or to our selves or to our Nuptial feast Exeunt Enter Dinant and Cleremont Cler. We shall have sport ne'r fear 't Din. What sport I prethee Cler. Why we must fight I know it and I long â—or't It was apparent in the fiery eye Of young Verdoâ—e Beaupre look'd pale and shook too Familiar signs of anger They are both brave fellows Tri'd and approv'd and I am proud to encounter With men from whom no honour can be lost They will play up to a man and set him off When e're I go to the field heaven keep me from The meeting of an unflesh'd youth or Coward The first to get a name comes on too hot The Coward is so swift in giving ground There is no overtaking him without A hunting Nag well breath'd too Din. All this while You ne'r think on the danger Cler. Why 't is no more Than meeting of a dozen friends at Supper And drinking hard mischief comes there unlook'd for I am sure as suddain and strikes home as often For this we are prepar'd Din. Lamira Loves Her Brother Beaupre dearly Cler. What of that Din. And should he call me to account for what But now I spake nor can I with mine honour Recant my words that little hope is left me E're to enjoy what next to Heaven I long for Is taken from me Câ—er Why what can you hope for She being now married Din. Oh my Cleremont To you all secrets of my heart lye open And I rest most secure that whatsoe're I loâ—k up there is as a private thought And will no farther wrong me I am a French-man And for the greater part we are born Courtiers She is a woman and however yet No heat of service had the power to melt Her frozen Chastity time and opportunitie May work her to my ends I confess ill ones And yet I must pursue 'em now her marriage In probabilitie will no way hurt But rather help me Cler. Sits the wind there pray you tell me How far off dwells your love from lust Din. Too near But prethee chide me not Cler. Not I goe on boy I have faults my self and will not reprehend A crime I am not free from for her Marriage I do esteem it and most batchellors are Of my opinion as a fair protection To play the wanton without loss of honour Din. Would she make use of 't so I were most happy Cler. No more of this Judge now Whether I have the gift of prophecie Enter Beaupre and Verdone Beaup. Monsieur Dinant I am glad to find you Sir Din. I am at your service Verd. Good Monsieur Cleremont I have long wish'd To be known better to you Cler. My desires Embrace your wishes Sir Beaup. Sir I have ever Esteem'd you truly noble and profess I should have been most proud to have had the honour To call you Brother but my Fathers pleasure Denied that happiness I know no man lives That can command his passions and therefore Dare not condemn the late intemperate language You were pleas'd to use to my Father and my Sister He 's old and she a woman I most sorrie My honour does compel me to entreat you To do me the favour with your sword to meet me A mile without the Citie Din. You much honour me In the demand I 'le gladly wait upon you Beaup. O Sir you teach me what to say the time Din. With the next Sun if you think fit Beaup. The place Din. Near to the vineyard eastward from the Citie Beaup. I like it well this Gentleman if you please Will keep me company Cler. That is agreed on And in my friends behalf I will attend him Verd. You shall not miss my service Beaup. Good day Gentlemen Ex. Beaup. and Verd. Din. At your Commandment Cler. Proud to be your servants I think there is no Nation under Heaven That cut their enemies throats with complement And such fine tricks as we do If you have Any few Prayers to say this night you may Call 'em to mind and use 'em for my self As I have little to lose my care is less So till to morrow morning I bequeath you To your devotions and those paid but use That noble courage I have seen and wo Shall sight as in a Castle Din. Thou art all honour Thy resolution would steel a Coward And I most fortunate in such a Friend All tenderness and nice respect of woman Be now far from me reputation take A full possession of my heart and prove Honour the first place holds the second Love Exâ—uâ—â— Enter Lamira Charlote Lami. Sleeps my Lord still Charlote Char. Not to be wak'd By your Ladiships cheerfull looks I well perceive That this night the good Lord hath been At an unusual service and no wonder If he rest after it Lamira You are very bold Char. Your Creature Madam and when you are pleas'd Sadness to me 's a stranger your good pardon If I speak like a fool I could have wisht To have ta'ne your place to night had bold Dinant Your first and most obsequious servant tasted Those delicates which by his lethargie As it appears have cloy'd my Lord. Lamira No more Charl. I
hour my death Lam. Heaven was your comfort Din. Till the last evening sitting full of sadness Waâ—lâ—ng sweet Mistris your unhappy fortunes Mine own I had the least care of round about me The Captain and the company stood gaping When I began the story of my love To you faiâ— Saint and with so full a sorrow Follow'd each point that even from those rude eyes Tâ—aâ— nâ—ver knew wâ—at 〈…〉 or mercy 〈…〉 Mistris And let no 〈◊〉 unholy hearts ouâ— to you The soft plum'd god will see again thus taken As men transform'd with the strange tale I told They stood aâ—z'd then bid me rise and live Take liberty and means to see your pâ—on And wisht me prosperous in your love wiâ—h you so Be wise and loving Lady shew but you so Lam. O Sir are these fit hours to talk of love in Shall we make fools of our afflictions Can any thing sound sweetly in mine ears Where all the noise of bloody horrour iâ— My Brother and my Cousin they are dead Sir Dead basely dead is this an age to fool in And I my sâ—â—f I know not what I shall be Yet I must thank you and if happily You had ask'd me yesterday when these were living And my fears less I might have hearkned to you Din. Peace to your grief I bind you to your word Enter Cleremont Anabel Beaupre Verdone Charlote Nurse the two Gentlemen Lam. How do you conjure Dâ—n Not to raise dreadfull apparitions Madam But such as you would gladly see Lam. My Brother and nephew living Beau. And both owe their lives To the favour of these Gentlemen Verd. Who deserve Our service and for us your gracious thanks Lam. Which I give freely and become a suitor To be hereafter more familiar Kisse With such gâ—eat worth and vertue 1 Gent. Ever think us Your servants Madam Cler. Why if thou wilt needs know How we are fâ—â—â—d I will discover it And with laconick brevity these Gentlemen This night incountring with those outlaws that Yesterday made us prisoners and as we were Attempted by 'em they with greater courage I am sure with better fortune not alone Guarded themselves but forc'd the bloody thieves Being got between them and this hellish Cave For safety of their lives to fly up higher Into the woods all left to their possession This sav'd your Brother and your nephew from The gibbet this redeem'd me from my Chains And gave my friend his liberty this preserv'd Your honour ready to be lost Din. But that I know this for a ly and that the thieves And gentlemen are the same men by my practice Suborn'd to this he does deliver it With such a constant brow that I am doubtfull I should believe him too 1 Gent. If we did well We are rewarded 2 Gent. Thanks but takes away From what was freely purpos'd Cler. Now by this hand You have so cunningly discharg'd your parts That while we live rest confident you shall Command Dinant and Cleremont nor Beaupre Nor Verdone scents it for the Ladies they Were easie to be gull'd 1 Gent. 'T was but a jest And yet the jest may chance to break our necks Should it be known Cler. Fear nothing Din. Cleremont Say what success Cler. As thou wouldst wish 't is done Lad The grove will witness with me that this night I lay not like a block but how speed you Din. I yet am in suspence devise some means To get these off and speedily Cler. I have it Come we are dull I think that the good fellows Our predecessors in this place were not So foolish and improvident husbands but 'T will yield us meat and wine 1 Gent. Let 's ransack it 'T is ours now by the Law Cler. How say you sweet one Have you an appetit Ana. To walk again I' th' Woods if you think fit rather than eat Cler. A little respite prethee nay blush not You ask but what 's your own and warrantable Monsieur Beaupre Verdone What think you of the motion Verd. Lead the way Beau. We follow willingly Ex. Man Din. and Lam. Cler. When you shall think fit We will expect you Din. Now be mistris of Your promise Lady Lam. 'T was to give you hearing Din. But that word hearing did include a grant And you must make it good Lam. Must Din. Must and shall I will be fool'd no more you had your tricks Made properties of me and of my friend Presum'd upon your power and whip'd me with The rod of mine own dotage do not flatter Your self with hope that any humane help Can free you and for aid by miracle A base unthankfull woman is unworthy Lam. You will not force me Din. Rather than enjoy you With your consent because I will torment you I 'le make you feel the effects of abus'd love And glory in your torture Lam. Brother Nephew Help help for Heavens sake Din. Tear your throat cry louder Though every leaf these trees bear were an Echo And summon'd in your best friends to redeem you It should be fruitless 't is not that I love you Or value those delights you prize so high That I 'le enjoy you a French crown will buy More sport and a companion to whom You in your best trim are an Ethiop Lam. Forbear me then Din. Not so I 'le do 't in spite And break that stubborn disobedient will That hath so long held out that boasted honour I will make equal with a common Whores The spring of Chastity that fed your pride And grew into a River of vain glory I will defile with mudd the mudd of lust And make it loathsome even to goats Lam. O Heaven No pity Sir Din. You taught me to be cruel And dare you think of mercy I 'le tell thee fool Those that surpriz'd thee were my instruments I can plot too good Madam you shall find it And in the stead of licking of my fingers Kneeling and whining like a boy new breech'd To get a toy forsooth not worth an apple Thus make my way and with Authority Command what I would have Lam. I am lost for ever Good Sir I do confess my fault my gross fault And yield my self up miserable guilty Thus kneeling I confess you cannot study Sufficient punishments to load me with I am in your power and I confess again You cannot be too cruel if there be Besides the loss of my long guarded honour Any thing else to make the ballance even Pray put it in all hopes all helpes have left me I am girt round with sorrow hell's about me And ravishment the least that I can look for Do what you please Din. Indeed I will do nothing Nor touch nor hurt you Lady nor had ever Such a lewd purpose Lam. Can there be such goodness And in a man so injur'd Din. Be confirm'd in 't I seal it thus I must confess you vex'd me In fooling me so often and those fears You threw upon me call'd for a requital Which now I have return'd all unchast
through for if I offer To taâ—â—e my way without him like a Sea He b aâ—s his high Command 'twixt me and vengeance And in mine own road sinks me he is honest Of a most constant loyalty to Caesar And when he shall but doubt I dare attempt him But make a question of his ill but say What is a Caesar that he dare do this Dead sure he cuts me off Aecius dyes Or I have lost my self why should I kill him Why should I kill my self for 't is my killing Aecius is my root and wither him Like a decaying Branch I fall to nothing Is he not more to me than Wife than Caesar Though I had now my safe revenge upon him Is he not more than rumour and his friendship Sweeter than the love of women what is honour We all so strangely are bewitch'd withal Can it relieve me if I want he has Can honour 'twixt the incensed Prince and Envy Bear up the lives of worthy men he has Can honour pull the wings of fearful Cowards And make 'em turn again like Tigers he has And I have liv'd to see this and preserv'd so Why should this empty word incite me then To what is ill and cruel let her perish A friend is more than all the world than honour She is a woman and her loss the less And with her go my griefs but hark ye Maximus Was she not yours Did she not dye to tell ye She was a ravish'd woman Did not Justice Nobly begin with her that not deserv'd it And shall he live that did it Stay a little Can this abuse dye here Shall not mens tongues Dispute it afterward and say I gave Affecting dull obedience and tame duty And led away with fondness of a friendship The only vertue of the world to slander Is not this certain was not she a chaste one And such a one that no compare dwelt with her One of so sweet a vertue that Aecius Even he himself this friend that holds me from it Out of his worthy love to me and justice Had it not been on Caesar had reveng'd her He told me so what shall I do then Enter a Servant Can other men affect it and I cold I fear he must not live Serv. My Lord the General Is come to seek ye Max. Go entreat him to enter O brave Aecius I could wish thee now As far from friendship to me as from fears That I might cut thee off like that I weigh'd not Is there no way without him to come near it For out of honesty he must destroy me If I attempt it he must dye as others And I must lose him 't is necessity Only the time and means is the difference But yet I would not make a murther of him Take him directly for my doubts he shall dye I have found a way to do it and a safe one It shall be honour to him too I know not What to determine certain I am so troubled And such a deal of conscience presses me Enter Aecius Would I were dead my self Aecius You run away well How got you from me friend Max. That that leads mad men A strong imagination made me wander Aecius I thought you had been more setled Max. I am well But you must give me leave a little sometimes To have a buzzing in my brains Aecius Ye are dangerous But I 'll prevent it if I can ye told me You would go to th' Army Max. Why to have my throat cut Must he not be the bravest man Aecius That strikes me first Aeci. You promised me a freedom From all these thoughts and why should any strike you Max. I am an Enemy a wicked one Worse than the foes of Rome I am a Coward A Cuckold and a Coward that 's two causes Why every one should beat me Aeci. Ye are neither And durst another tell me so he dyed for 't For thus far on mine honour I 'le assure you No man more lov'd than you and for your valour And what ye may be fair no man more follow'd Max. A doughty man indeed but that 's all one The Emperour nor all the Princes living Shall find a flaw in my Coat I have suffer'd And can yet let them find inflictions I 'le find a body for 'em or I 'le break it 'T is not a Wife can thrust me out some look't for 't But let 'em look till they are blind with looking They are but fools yet there is anger in me That I would fain disperse and now I think on 't You told me friend the Provinces are stirring We shall have sport I hope then and what 's dangerous A Battle shall beat from me Aeci. Why do ye eye me With such a setled look Max. Pray tell me this Do we not love extreamly I love you so Aeci. If I should say I lov'd not you as truly I should do that I never durst do lye Max. If I should dye would it not grieve you much Aeci. Without all doubt Max. And could you live without me Aeci. It would much trouble me to live without ye Our loves and loving souls have been so us'd But to one houshold in us but to dye Because I could not make you live were woman Far much too weak were it to save your worth Or to redeem your name from rooting out To quit you bravely fighting from the foe Or fetch ye off where honour had ingag'd ye I ought and would dye for ye Max. Truly spoken What beast but I that must could hurt this man now Would he had ravish'd me I would have paid him I would have taught him such a trick his Eunuchs Nor all his black-eyed Boys dreamt of yet By all the Gods I am mad now now were Caesar Within my reach and on his glorious top The pile of all the world he went to nothing The Destinies nor all the dames of Hell Were I once grappl'd with him should relieve him No not the hope of mankind more all perished But this is words and weakness Aeci. Ye look strangely Max. I look but as I am I am a stranger Aeci. To me Max. To every one I am no Roman Nor what I am do I know Aeci. Then I 'le leave ye Max. I find I am best so if ye meet with Maximus Pray bid him be an honest man for my sake You may do much upon him for his shadow Let me alone Aeci. Ye were not wont to talk thus And to your fried ye have some danger in you That willingly would run to action Take heed by all our love take heed Max. I danger I willing to do any thing I dig Has not my Wife been dead two dayes already Are not my mournings by this time moth-eaten Are not her sins dispers'd to other Women And many one ravish'd to relieve her Have I shed tears these twelve hours Aeci. Now ye weep Max. Some lazie drops that staid behind Aeci. I 'le tell ye And I must tell ye truth were it not
see The least distemper pulls 'em back again And seats 'em in their old course fear her not Unless he be a Devil Mary Now Heaven bless me Dor. What has he writ Mary Out out upon him Dor. Ha what has the mad man done Mary Worse worse and worse still Alice Some Northern Toy a little broad Mary Still fouler Hey hey Boys goodness keep me Oh. Dor. What ail ye Mary Here take your Spell again it burns my fingers Was ever Lover writ so sweet a Letter So elegant a style pray look upon 't The rarest inventory of rank Oaths That ever Cut-purse cast Alice What a mad Boy is this Mary Only i' th' bottom A little Julip gently sprinkled over To cool his mouth lest it break out in blisters Indeed law Yours for ever Dor. I am sorry Mar. You shall be welcome to me come when you please And ever may command me vertuously But for your Brother you must pardon me Till I am of his nature no access friend No word of visitation as ye love me And so for ' now I 'le leave ye Exit Alice What a letter Has this thing written how it roars like thunder With what a state he enters into stile Dear Mistress Dor. Out upon him bedlam Alice Well there be waies to reach her yet such likeness As you two carry me thinks Dor. I am mad too And yet can apprehend ye fare ye well The fool shall now fish for himself Alice Be sure then His tewgh be tith and strong and next no swearing He 'l catch no fish else Farewel Dol. Dor. Farewel Alice Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Valentine Alice and Cellide Cel. INdeed he 's much chang'd extreamly alter'd His colour faded strangely too Val. The air The sharp and nipping air of our new climate I hope is all which will as well restore To health again th' affected body by it And make it stronger far as leave it dangerous How do's my sweet our blessed hour comes on now Apace my Cellide it knocks at door In which our loves and long desires like rivers Rising asunder far shall fall together Within these too daies dear Cel. When heaven and you Sir Shall think it fit for by your wills I am govern'd Alice 'T were good some preparation Enter Frank. Val. All that may be It shall be no blind wedding and all the joy Of all our friends I hope he looks worse hourly How does my friend my self he sweats too coldly His pulse like the slow dropping of a spowt Scarce gives his function how is' t man alas Sir You look extreme ill is it any old grief The weight of which Fra. None gentle Sir that I feel Your love is too too tender Nay believe Sir Cel. You cannot be the master of your health Either some feaver lyes in wait to catch ye Whose harbinger's already in your face We see preparing or some discontent Which if it lye in this house I dare say Both for this noble Gentleman and all That live within it shall as readily Be purg'd away and with as much care soften'd And where the cause is Fran. 'T is a joy to be ill Where such a vertuous fair Physitian Is ready to relieve your noble cares I must and ever shall be thankfull for And would my service I dare not look upon her But be not fearfull I feel nothing dangerous A grudging caus'd by th' alteration Of air may hang upon me my heart 's whole I would it were Val. I knew the cause to be so Fra. No you shall never know it Alice Some warm broths To purge the bloud and keep your bed a day Sir And sweat it out Cel. I have such cordials That if you will but promise me to take 'em Indeed you shall be well and very quickly I 'le be your Doctor you shall see how finely I 'le fetch ye up again Val. He sweats extreamly Hot very hot his pulse beats like a drum now Feel Sâ—ster feel feel sweet Fra. How that touch stung me Val. My gown there Cel. And those julips in the window Alice Some sâ—e his bâ—d made Val. This is most unhappy Take courage man 't is nothing but an ague Cel. And this shall be the last fit Fra. Not by thousands Now what 't is to be truly miserable I feel at full experience Alice He grows fainter Val. Come lead him in he shall to bed a vomit I 'le have a vomit for him Alice A purge first And if he breath'd a vein Val. No no no bleeding A Clyster will cool all Cel. Be of good cheer Sir Alice He 's loth to speak Cel. How hard he holds my hand aunt Alice I do not like that sign Val. Away to 's chamber Softly he 's full of pain be diligent With all the care ye have would I had scus'd him Exeunt SCENA II. Enter Dorothea and Thomas Dor. Why do you rail at me do I dwell in her To force her to do this or that your letter A wilde-fire on your letter your sweet Letter You are so learned in your writs ye stand now As if ye had worried sheep you must turn tippet And suddenly and truely and discreetly Put on the shape of order and humanity Or you must marry Maikyn the May Lady You must dear Brother do you make me carrier Of your confound-mee's and your culverings Am I a seemly agent for your oaths Who would have writ such a debosh'd Thom. Your patience May not a man profess his love Dor. In blasphemies Rack a maids tender ears with dam's and Devils Thom Out out upon thee How would you have me write Begin with my love premised surely And by my truly Mistress Dor. Take your own course For I see all perswasion 's lost upon ye Humanitie all drown'd from this hour fairly I 'le wash my hanâ—s of all ye do farewel Sir Tho. Thou art not mad Dor No if I were dear Brother I would keep you company get a new Mistress Some suburb Saint that six pence and some others Will draw to parley carowse her health in Cans And candles ends and quarrel for her beauty Such a sweet heart must serve your turn your old love Releases ye of all your tyes disclaims ye And utterly abjures your memory Till time has better manag'd ye will ye command me Thom. What bob'd of all sides Dor. Any worthy service Unto my Father Sir that I may tell him Even to his peace of heart and much rejoycing Ye are his true Son Tom still will it please ye To beat some half a dozen of his servants presently That I may testifie you have brought the same faith Unblemish'd home ye carried out or if it like you There be two chamber maids within young wenches Handsom and apt for exercise you have been good Sir And charitable though I say it Signiour To such poor orphans and now by th' way I think on 't Your young rear Admiral I mean your last bastard Don John ye
howsoever The worthiness of friend may make ye stagger Which is a fair thing in ye yet my Patient My gentle Patient I would fain say more If you would understand Val. O cruel Woman Cell Yet sure your sickness is not so forgetful Nor you so willing to be lost Fra. Pray stay there Me thinks you are not fair now me thinks more That modest vertue men delivered of you Shews but like shadow to me thin and fading Val. Excellent friend Fra. Ye have no share in goodness Ye are belyed you are not Cellide The modest immaculate who are ye For I will know what Devil to do mischief Unto my vertuous friend hath shifted shapes With that unblemished beauty Cell Do not rave Sir Nor let the violence of thoughts distract ye You shall enjoy me I am yours I pity By those fair eyes I do Fra. O double hearted O Woman perfect Woman what distraction Was meant to mankind when thou was 't made a Devil What an inviting Hell invented tell me And if you yet remember what is goodness Tell me by that and truth can one so cherish'd So sainted in the soul of him whose service Is almost turn'd to superstition Whose every day endeavours and desires Offer themselves like Incense on your Altar Whose heart holds no intelligence but holy And most Religious with his love whose life And let it ever be remembred Lady Is drawn out only for your ends Val. O miracle Fra. Whos 's all and every part of man pray make me Like ready Pages wait upon your pleasures Whose breath is but your bubble Can ye dare ye Must ye cast off this man though he were willing Though in a nobleness â—o cross my danger His friendship durst confirm it without baseness Without the stain of honour shall not people Say liberally hereafter there 's the Lady That lost her Father friend herself her faith too To fawn upon a stranger for ought you know As â—â—â—thless as your sâ—lf in love as fruitless Val. â—ake her with all my heart thou art so honest 〈…〉 most necessaâ—y I be undone Cell With all my soul possess 〈◊〉 Exit Val. I 'll 〈◊〉 m nute I scoâ—nâ—d and hated ye and came to cozen ye I 〈…〉 those things might draw a wonder on me To make ye mad Fra. Good Heaven what is this Woman Cell Not did your danger but in charity Move me a whit nor you appear unto me More than a common object yet now truly Truly and nobly I do love ye dearly And from this hour ye are the man I honour You are the man the excellence the honesty The only friend and I am glad your sickness Fell so most happily at this time on ye To make this truth the worlds Fra. Whither do you drive me Cell Back to your honesty make that good ever 'T is like a strong built Castle seated high That draws on all ambitions still repair it Still fortifie it there are thousand foes Besides the Tyrant Beauty will assail it Look to your Centinels that watch it hourly Your eyes let them not wander Fra. Is this serious Or dos she play still with me Cell Keep your ears The two main Poâ—ts that may betray ye strongly From light belief first then from flattery Especially where Woman bâ—ats the parley The body of your strength your noble heart From every yielding to disâ—oneâ—â—â—nds Rig'd â—ound about with vertue that no breaches No subtil minds may meet ye Fra. How like the Sun Labouring in his Eclipse dark and prodigious She shew'd till now when having won her way How full of wonder he breaks out again And sheds his vertuous beams excellent Angel For no less can that heavenly mind proclaim thee Honour of all thy sex let it be lawful And like a Pilgrim thus I kneel to beg it Not with prophane lips now nor burnt affections But reconcil'd to faith with holy wishes To kiss that virgin hand C l. Take your desire Sir And in a nobler way for I dare trust ye No other fruit my love must every yield ye I fear no more yet your most constant memory So much I am wedded to that worthiness Shall ever be my Friend Companion Husband Farewel and fairly govern your affections Stand and deceive me not O noble young man I love thee with my soul but dare not say it Once more farewel and prosper Exit Fra. Goodness guide thee My wonder like to fearful shapes in dreams Has wakened me out of my sit of folly But not to shake it off a spell dwells in me A hidden charm shot from this beauteous Woman That late can ne'r avoid nor Physick find And by her counsel strengthen'd only this Is all the help I have I love fair vertue Well something I must do to be a friend Yet I am poor and tardy something for her too Though I can never reach her excellence Yet but to give an offer at a greatness Enter Valentine Thomas Hylas and Sam. Val. Be not uncivil Tom and take your pleasure Tho. Do you think I am mad you 'l give me leave To try her fairly Val. Do your best Tho. Why there Boy But where 's the sick man Hyl. Where are the Gentlewomâ—n That should attend him there 's the Patient Me thinks these Women Tho. Thou think'st nothing else Val. Go to him friend and comfort him I 'le lead ye O my best joy my worthiest friend pray pardon me I am so over-joy'd I want expression I may live to be thankful bid your friends welcome Exit Val. Tho. How do'st thou Frank how do'st thou Boy beat up man What shrink i' th' sinews for a little sickness Deavolo morte Fra. I am o' th' mending hand Tho. How like a Flute thou speak'st o' th' mending hand man Gogs bores I am well speak like a man of worship Fran. Thou art a mad companion never staid Tom. Tho. Let Rogues be staid that have no habitation A Gentleman may wander sit thee down Frank And see what I have brought thee come discover Open the Scene and let the work appear A friend aâ— need you Rogue is worth a million Fra. What hast thou there a julip Hyl. He must not touch it 'T is present death Tho. Ye are an Ass a twirepipe A Jeffery John bo peepe thou mimister Thou menâ— a left-handed pack-saddle out puppey My friâ—nd Frank but a very foolish fellow Do st thou see that Bottle view it well Fran. I do Tom. Tho. There be as many lives in 't as a Cat carries 'T is everlasting liquor Fran. What Tho. Old Sack Boy Old reverend Sack which for ought that I can read yet Was that Philosophers Stone the wise King Ptolomeus Did all his wonders by Fran. I see no harm Tom Drink with a moderation Tho. Drink with suger Which I have ready here and here a glass boy Take me without my tools Sam. Pray Sir be temperate You know your own state best Fra. Sir I much thank ye And shall be careful yet a glass
up And here 's no staying longer in this Cassock Woman I here disclaim thee and in vengeance I 'll marry with that Devil but I 'll vex thee Ma. By 'r Lady but you shall not Sir I 'll watch ye Tho. Plague o' your Spanish leather hide I 'll waken ye Devil good night good night good Devil Moor. Oh. Thom. Roar again Devil roar again Exit Tho. Moor. O O Sir Ma. Open the doors before him let him vanish Now let him come again I 'll use him kinder How now Wench Moor. 'Pray lye here your self next Mistress And entertain your sweet-heart Ma. What said he to thee Moor. I had a soft Bed and I slept out all But his kind farewel ye may bake me now For o' my conscience he has made me Venison Ma. Alas poor Kate I 'll give thee a new Petticoat Dor. And I a Wastecoat wench Ma. Draw in the Bed Maids And see it made again put fresh sheets on too For Doll and I come Wench let 's laugh an hour now To morrow early will we see young Cellide They say she has taken a Sanctuary Love and they Are thick sown but come up so full of thistles Dor. They must needs Mall for 't is a pricking age grown Prithee to bed for I am monstrous sleepy Mary A match but art not thou thy Brother Dor. I would I were Wench You should hear further Ma. Come no more of that Doll Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Hylas and Thomas Hyl. I heard the doors clap now and 't be thy will wench By th' Mass she comes you are surely met fair Gentlewoman I take it Mistress Doll Sebastians Daughter Thom. I take right Sir Hylas are you ferretting I 'll fit you with a penny-worth presently Hyl. How dare you walk so late sweet so weak guarded Thom. 'Faith Sir I do no harm nor none I look for Yet I am glad I have met so good a Gentleman Against all chances for though I never knew ye Yet I have heard much good spoke of ye Hyl. Hark ye What if a man should kiss ye Thom. That 's no harm Sir 'Pray God he ' scapes my Beard there lies the mischief Hyl. Her lips are monstrous rugged but that surely Is but the sharpness of the weather hark ye once once more And in your ear sweet Mistress for ye are so And ever shall be from this hour I have vow'd it Enter Sebastian and Launcelot Seb. Why that 's my daughter Rogue dost thou not see her Kissing that fellow there there in that corner Laun. Kissing Seb. Now now now they agree o' th' match too Thom. Nay then you love me not Hyl. By this white hand Doll Thom. I must confess I have long desir'd your sight Sir Laun. Why there 's the Boots still Sir Seb. Hang Boots Sir Why they 'll wear Breeches too Thom. Dishonest me Not for the World Seb. Why now they kiss again there I knew 't was she and that her crafty stealing Out the back way must needs have such a meaning Laun. I am at my small wits ends Thom. If ye mean honourably Laun. Did she ne'r beat ye before Sir Seb. Why dost thou follow me Thou Rascal Slave hast thou not twice abus'd me Hast thou not spoil'd the Boy by thine own Covenant Wouldst thou not now be hang'd Laun. I think I would Sir But you are so impatient does not this shew Sir I do beseech ye speak and speak with judgment And let the case be equally consider'd Far braver in your Daughter in a Son now 'T is nothing of no mark every man does it But to beget a Daughter a man maiden That reaches at these high exploits is admirable Nay she goes far beyond him for when durst he But when he was drunk do any thing to speak of This is Sebastian truly Seb. Thou sayest right Launce And there 's my hand once more Thom. Not without Marriage Seb. Didst thou hear that Laun. I think she spoke of Marriage Seb. And he shall marry her for it seems she likes him And their first Boy shall be my heir Laun. I marry Now ye go right to work Thom. Fye fie Sir Now I have promis'd ye this night to marry Would ye be so intemperate are ye a Gentleman Hyl. I have no maw to marriage yet this Rascal Tempts me extreamly will ye marry presently Thom. Get you afore and stay me at the Chapel Close by the Nunnery there you shall find a night Priest Little Sir Hugh and he can say the Matrimony Over without Book for we must have no company Nor light for fear my Father know which must not yet be And then to morrow night Hyl. Nothing to night Sweet Thom. No not a bit I am sent of business About my dowry Sweet do not spoil all now 'T is of much haste I can scarce stay the marriage Now if you love me get you gone Hyl. You 'll follow Thom. Within this hour my sweet Chick Hyl. Kiss Thom. A Rope kiss ye Come come I stand o' thorns Hyl. Methinks her mouth still Is monstrous rough but they have ways to mend it Farewel Thom. Farewel I 'll fit ye with a wife Sir Seb. Come follow close I 'll see the end she aims at And if he be a handsome fellow Launcelot Fiat 't is done and all my state is setled Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Abbess Cellide and Nuns Ab. Come to your Mattins Maids these early hours My gentle Daughter will disturb a while Your fair eyes nurtur'd in ease Cel. No vertuous Mother 'T is for my holy health to purchase which They shall forget the Child of ease soft slumbers O my afflicted heart how thou art tortur'd And Love how like a Tyrant thou reign'st in me Commanding and forbidding at one instant Why came I hither that desire to have Only all liberty to make me happy Why did'st thou bring that young man home O Valentine That vertuous Youth why didst thou speak his goodness In such a phrase as if all tongues all praises Were made for him O fond and ignorant Why didst thou foster my affection Till it grew up to know no other Father And then betray it Ab. Can ye sing Cel. Yes Mother My sorrows only Ab. Be gone and to the Quire then Exeunt Musick singing SCENE IV. Enter Michael and Servant and Francis M ch Hast thou enquir'd him out Serv He 's not at home Sir His Sistâ—r thinks he 's gone to th' Nunnery Mich. Most likely I 'll away an hour hence Sirrah Come you along with this young Gentleman Do him all service and fair office Serv. Yes Sir Exeunt SCENE V. Enter Hylas and Sam. Sam. Where hast thou been man Hyl. Is there ne'r a shop open I 'll give thee a pair of Gloves Sam. Sam. What 's the matter Hyl. What dost thou think Sam. Thou art not married Hyl. By th' mass but I am all to be married I am i' th' order now Sam. Sam. To whom prithee I thought there was some such
me And tell me true is the cause honourable Or for your case Fred. By all our friendship John 'T is honest and of great end John I am answer'd But let me see her though leave the door open As ye go in Fred. I dare not John Not wide open But just so as a jealous husband Would level at his wanton wife through Fred. That courtesie If ye desire no more and keep it strictly I dare afford ye come 't is now near morning Exit SCENE II. Enter Peter and Anthony Pet. Nay the old woman 's gone too Ant. She 's a Catterwauling Among the gutters But conceive me Peter Where our good Masters should be Pet. Where they should be I do conceive but where they are good Anthony Ant. I there it goes my Masters bo-peep with me With his slye popping in and out again Argued a cause a frippery cause Pet. Believe me They bear up with some carvel Ant. I do believe thee For thou hast such a Master for that chase That till he spend his main Mast Pet. Pray remember Your courtesie good Anthony and withal How long 't is since your Master sprung a leak He had a sound one since he came Ant. Hark Pet. What Lute sounds within Ant. Dost not hear a Lute Again Pet. Where is' t Ant. Above in my Masters chamber Pet. There 's no creature he hath the key himself man SING within MErciless Love whom nature hath deny'd The use of eyes lest thou should'st take a pride And glorie in thy murthers Why am I That never yet transgress'd thy deity Never broke vow from whose eyes never Flew disdainfull dart Whose hard heart never Slew those rewarders Thou art young and fair Thy Mother soft and gentle as the air Thy holy fire still burning blown with praier Then everlasting Love restrain thy will 'T is God-like to have power but not to kill Ant. This is his Lute let him have it Pet. I grant you but who strikes it Ant. An admirable voice too hark ye Pet. Anthony Art sure we are at home Ant. Without all doubt Peter Pet. Then this must be the Devil Ant. Let it be Sing again Good Devil sing again O dainty Devil Peter believe it a most delicate Devil The sweetest Devil Enter Frederick and Don John Fred. If ye could leave peeping John I cannot by no means Fred. Then come in softly And as ye love your faith presume no further Than ye have promised John Basta Fred. What make you up so early Sir John You Sir in your contemplations Pet. O pray ye peace Sir Fred. Why peace Sir Pet. Do you hear John 'T is your Lute Fred. Pray ye speak softly She 's playing on 't Ant. The house is haunted Sir For this we have heard this half year Fred. Ye saw nothing Ant. Not I. Pet. Nor I Sit. Fred. Get us our breakfast then And make no words on 't we 'll undertake this spirit If it be one Ant. This is no Devil Peter Sing Mum there be Bats abroad Exeunt Servants Fred. Stay now she sings John An Angels voice I 'le swear Fred. Why did'st thou shrug so Either allay this heat or as I live I will not trust ye John Pass I warrant ye Exeunt Enter Constantia Con. To curse those stars that men say govern us To rail at fortune fall out with my Fate And tax the general world will help me nothing Alas I am the same still neither are they Subject to helps or hurts Our own desires Are our own fates our own stars all our fortunes Which as we sway 'em so abuse or bless us Enter Frederick and Don John peeping Fred. Peace to your meditations John Pox upon ye Stand out o' th' light Const I crave your mercy Sir My minde o're-charg'd with care made me unmannerly Fred. Pray ye set that mind at rest all shall be perfect John I like the body rare a handsom body A wondrous handsom body would she would turn See and that spightful puppy be not got Between me and my light again Fred. 'T is done As all that you command shall be the Gentleman Is safely off all danger John O de dios Const How shall I thank ye Sir how satisfie Fr. Speak softly gentle Lady all 's rewarded Now does he melt like Marmalad John Nay 't is certain Thou art the sweetest woman I e're look'd on I hope thou art not honest Fred. None disturb'd ye Const Not any Sir nor any sound came near me I thank your care Fred. 'T is well John I would fain pray now But the Devil and that flesh there o' the world What are we made to suffer Fred. He 'll enter Pull in your head and be hang'd John Hark ye Frederick I have brought ye home your Pack-saddle Fred. Pox upon ye Con. Nay let him enter fie my Lord the Duke Stand peeping at your friends Fred. Ye are cozen'd Lady Here is no Duke Const I know him full well Signior John Hold thee there wench Fred. This mad-brain'd fool will spoil all Const I do beseech your grace come in John My Grace There was a word of comfort Fred. Shall he enter Who e're he be John Well follow'd Frederick Const With all my heart Fred. Come in then Enter Don John John ' Bless ye Lady Fr. Nay start not though he be a stranger to ye He 's of a noble strain my kinsman Lady My Country-man and fellow Traveller One bed contains us ever one purse feeds us And one faith free between us do not fear him He 's truly honest John That 's a lye Fred. And trusty Beyond your wishes valiant to defend And modest to converse with as your blushes Jo. Now may I hang my self this commendation Has broke the neck of all my hopes for now Must I cry no forsooth and I forsooth and surely And truly as I live and as I am honest Has done these things for ' nonce too for he knows Like a most envious Rascal as he is I am not honest nor desire to be Especially this way h 'as watch'd his time But I shall quit him Const Sir I credit ye Fred. Go kils her John John Plague o' your commendations Const Sir I shall now desire to be a trouble John Never to me sweet Lady Thus I seal My faith and all my service Const One word Signior John Now 't is impossible I should be honest She kisses with a conjuration Would make the Devil dance what points she at My leg I warrant or my well knit body Sit fast Don Frederick Fred. 'T was given him by that Gentleman You took such care of his own being lost i' th' scuffle Con. With much joy may he wear it 't is a right one I can assure ye Gentleman and right happy May you be in all fights for that fair service Fred. Why do ye blush Const 'T had almost cozen'd me For not to lye when I saw that I look'd for Another Master of it but 't is well Knock within Fred. Who
' Pox take you Do you call this sport are these your recreations Must we be hang'd to make you mirth Cook Do you hear You Custard Pate we go to 't for high Treason An honourable fault thy foolish Father Was hang'd for stealing Sheep Boys Away away Boys Cook Do you see how that sneaking Rogue looks now You Chip Pantler you peaking Rogue that provided us these Necklaces you poor Rogue you costive Rogue you Pant. Pray pray fellows Cook 'Pray for thy crusty soul where 's your reward now Goodman Manchet for your fine discovery I do beseech you Sir where are your Dollers Draw with your fellows and be hang'd Yeom He must now For now he shall be hang'd first that 's his comfort A place too good for thee thou meal-mouth'd Rascal Coo. Hang handsomly for shame come leave your praying You peaking Knave and dye like a good Courtier Dye honestly and like a man no preaching With I beseech you take example by me I liv'd a lewd man good People ' Pox on 't Dye me as if thou hadst din'd say Grace and God be with you Guard Come will you forward Cook Good Mr. Sheriff your leave this hasty work Was ne'r done well give us so much time as but to sing Our own Ballads for we 'll trust no man Nor no tune but our own 't was done in Ale too And therefore cannot be refus'd in Justice Your penny-pot Poets are such pelting thieves They ever hang men twice we have it here Sir And so must every Merchant of our Voyage He 'll make a sweet return else of his Credit Yeom One fit of our own mirth and then we are for you Guard Make haste then dispatch Yeom There 's day enough Sir Cook Come Boys sing chearfully we shall ne'r sing younger We have chosen a loud tune too because it should like well The SONG Come Forune's a Whore I care not who tell her Would offer to strangle a Page of the Celler That should by his Oath to any Mans thinking And place have bad a defence for his drinking But thus she does still when she pleases to palter Instead of his Wages she gives him a Halter Three merry Boys and three merry Boys and three merry Boys are we As ever did sing in a hempen string under the Gallow-tree II. But I that was so lusty And ever kept my Bottles That neither they were musty And seldome less than Pottles For me to be thus stopt now With Hemp instead of Cork Sir And from the Gallows lopt now Shews that there is a fork Sir In death and this the token Man may be two ways killed Or like the Bottle broken Or like the Wine be spilled Three merry Boys c. III. Oh yet but look on the Master Cook the glory of the Kitchin In sewing whose sate at so lofty a rate no Taylor e'r had stitching For though he makes the Man the Cook yet makes the Dishes The which no Taylor can wherein I have my wishes That I who at so many a Feast have pleas'd so many tasters Should now my self come to be drest a dish for you my Masters Three merry Boys c. Cook There 's a few Copies for you now farewel friends And good Mr. Sheriff let me not be printed With a brass Pot on my head But. March fair march fair afore good Captain Pantler IV. Pant. Oh man or beast or you at least That wear or brow or antler Prick up your ears unto the tears Of me poor Paul the Pantler That thus am clipt because I chipt The cursed Crust of Treason With Loyal Knife Oh doleful strife To hang thus without reason Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Aubrey and Latorch Aub. LAtorch I have waited here to speak with you And you must hearken set not forth your leg Of haste nor put your face of business on An honester affair than this I urge too You will not easily think on and 't will be Reward to entertain it 't is your fortune To have our Masters ear above the rest Of us that follow him but that no man envies For I have well considered Truth sometimes May be convey'd in by the same Conduits That Falshood is These courses that he takes Cannot but end in ruine Empire got By blood and violence must so be held And how unsafe that is he first will prove That toiling still to remove Enemies Makes himself more It is not now a Brother A faithful Councellour of estate or two That are his danger they are far dispatch'd It is a multitude that begin to fear And think what began there must end in them For all the fine Oration that was made 'em And they are not an easie Monster quell'd Princes may pick their suffering Nobles out And one by one employ 'em to the block but when they once grow formidable to their Clowns and Coblers ware then guard themselves if thou durst tell him this Latorch the service would not discredit the good name you hold with men besides the profit to your Master and the publick Lat. I conceive not so Sir They are airy fears and why should I object them unto his fancy Wound what is yet sound your counsels colour not With reason of state where all that 's necessary still is just The actions of the Prince while they succeed Should be made good and glorified not question'd Men do but shew their ill affections that Aub. What speak out Lat. Do murmur against their Masters Aub. Is this to me Lat. It is to whosoever mislikes of the Dukes courses Aub. I is' t so at your stateward Sir Lat. I 'm sworn to hear nothing may prejudice the Prince Aub. Why do you or have you ha Lat. I cannot tell mens hearts shew in their words sometimes Aub. I ever thought thee Knave of the Chamber art thou the Spye too Lat. A watchman for the State and one that 's known Sir to be rightly affected Aub. Bawd of the State No less than of thy masters lusts I now See nothing can redeem thee dost thou mention Affection or a Heart that ne'r hadst any Knowst not to love or hate but by the State As thy Prince do s 't before thee that dost never Wear thy own face but put'st on his and gather'st Baits for his Ears liv'st wholly at his beck And e're thou dar'st utter a thought 's thine own Must expect his creep'st forth and wad'st into him As if thou wert to pass a Ford there proving Yet if thy tongue may stop on safely or no Then bring'st his vertue asleep and stay'st the wheel Both of his reason and judgment that they move not Whit'st over all his vices and at last Dost draw a Cloud of words before his eyes Till he can n ither see thee nor himself Wretch I dare give him honest counsels I And love him while I tell him truth old Aubrey Dares goe the straightest way which still 's the shortest Wâ—â—k on the thorns thou scatter'st Parasite And tread
strength to touch him Rol. I prethee look upon me turn not from me Alas I do confess I 'me made of mischiefs Begot with all mans miseries upon me But see my sorrows maid and do not thou Whose only sweetest sacrifice is softness Whose true condition tenderness of nature Edi. My anger melts Oh I shall lose my justice Rol. Do not thou learn to kill with cruelty As I have done to murther with thy eyes Those blessed eyes as I have done with malice When thou hast wounded me to death with scorn As I deserve it Lady for my true love When thou hast loaden me with earth for ever Take heed my sorrows and the stings I suffer Take heed my nightly dreams of death and horrour Pursue thee not no time shall tell thy griefs then Nor shall an hour of joy adde to thy beauties Look not upon me as I kill'd thy Father As I was smear'd in blood do not thou hate me But thus in whiteness of my wash't repentance In my hearts tears and truth of love to Edith In my fair life hereafter Edi. He will fool me Rol. Oh with thine Angel eyes behold and close me Of Heaven we call for mercy and obtain it To Justice for our right on Earth and have it Of thee I beg for love save me and give it Edi. Now heaven thy help or I am gone for ever His tongue has turn'd me into melting pity Enter Hamond and Guard Ham. Keep the doors safe and upon pain of death Let no man enter till I give the word Guard We shall Sir Exeunt Ham. Here he is in all his pleasure I have my wish Rol. How now why dost thou stare so Edi. A help I hope Rol. What dost thou here who sent thee Ham. My Brother and the base malicious Office Thou mad'st me do to Aubrey pray Rol. Pray Ham. Pray pray if thou canst pray I shall kill thy soul else Pray suddenly Rol. Thou can'st not be so trayterous Ham. It is a Justice stay Lady For I perceive your end a womans hand Must not rob me of vengeance Edi. 'T is my glory Ham. 'T is mine stay and share with me by the gods Rollo There is no way to save thy life Rol. No Ham. No it is so monstrous no repentance cures it Rol. Why then thou shalt kill her first and what this blood Will cast upon thy cursed head Ham. Poor Guard Sir Edi. Spare not brave Captain Rol. Fear or the Devil has thee Ham. Such fear Sir as you gave your honor'd Mother When your most vertuous Brother shield-like held her Such I 'le give you put her away Rol. I will not I will not die so tamely Ham. Murtherous villain wilt thou draw seas of blood upon thee Edi. Fear not kill him good Captain any way dispatch Him my body 's honor'd with that sword that through me Sends his black soul to Hell Oh but for one hand Ham. Shake him off bravely Edi. He 's too strong strike him Ham. Oh am I with you Sir now keep you from him What has he got a knife Edi. Look to him Captain for now he will be mischievous Ham. Do you smile Sir Do's it so tickle you have at you once more Edi. Oh bravely thrust take heed he come not in Sir To him again you give him too much respite Rol. Yet will you save my life and I 'le forgive thee And give thee all all honours all advancements Call thee my friend Ed. Strike strike and hear him not His tongue will tempt a Saint Rol. Oh for my soul sake Edi. Save nothing of him Ham. Now for your farewel Are you so wary take you that Rol. Thou that too Oh thou hast kill'd me basely basely basely Dyes Edi. The just reward of murther falls upon thee How do you Sir has he not hurt you Ham. No I feel not any thing Aub. I charge you let us passe within Gua. You cannot yet Sir Aub. I 'le make way then Gua. We are sworn to our Captain and till he give the word Enter Sophia Matilda Aubrey Lords and attendants Ham. Now let them in there Sop. Oh here he lies Sorrow on sorrow seeks me Oh in his blood he lyes Aub. Had you spoke sooner This might have been prevented Take the Dutchess And lead her off this is no sight for her eyes Mat. Oh bravely done wench Edi. There stands the noble doer Mat. My honour ever seek thee for thy justice Oh 't was a deed of high and brave adventure A justice even for heaven to envy at Farewel my sorrows and my tears take truce My wishes are come round Oh bloody Brother Till this hour never beauteous till thy life Like a full sacrifie for all thy mischiefs Flow'd from thee in these rivers never righteous Oh how my eyes are quarri'd with their joys now My longing heart even leaping out for lightness But dye thy black sins with thee I forgive thee Aub. Who did this deed Ham. I and I 'le answer it Dies Edi. He faints oh that same cursed knife has kill'd him Aub. How Edi. He snatch'd it from my hand for whom I bore it And as they grappl'd Aub. Justice is ever equal Had it not been on him th'adst dy'd too honest Did you know of his death Edi. Yes and rejoyce in 't Aub. I 'me sorry for your youth then though the strictness Of Law shall not fall on you that of life Must presently go to a Cloyster carry her And there for ever lead your life in penitence Edi. Best Father to my soul I give you thanks Sir And now my fair revenges have their ends My vows shall be my kin my prayers my friends Exit Enter Latorch and Juglers Lat. Stay there I 'le step in and prepare the Duke Nor. We shall have brave rewards Fis That is without question Lat. By this time where 's my hussing friend Lord Aubrey Where 's that good Gentleman oh I could laugh now And burst my self with meer imagination A wise man and a valiant man a just man To suffer himself be juggl'd out of the world By a number of poor Gipseys farewel Swash buckler For I know thy mouth is cold enough by this time A hundred of ye I can shave as neatly And ne'r draw bloud in shew now shall my honour My power and vertue walk alone my pleasure Observ'd by all all knees bend to my worship All sutes to me as Saint of all their fortunes Prefer'd and crowded to what full place of credit And what place now your Lordship no 't is common But that I 'le think to morrow on now for my business Aub. Who 's there Lat. Dead my Master dead Aubrey alive too Gua. Latorch Sir Aub. Seize his body Lat. My Master dead Aub. And you within this half hour Prepare your self good Devil you must to it Millions of gold shall not redeem thy mischief Behold the Justice of thy practice villain The mass of murthers thou hast drawn upon us Behold thy doctrine you
bless me Sure if I had provok'd 'em they had quarter'd me I am a most ridiculous Ass now I perceive it A Coward and a Knave too 1 Gent. 'T is the mad Gentleman Let 's set our Faces right Bel. No no laugh at me And laugh aloud 2 Gent. We are better manner'd Sir Bel. I do deserve it call me Patch and Puppy And beat me if you please 1 Gent. No indeed we know ye Bel. ' Death do as I would have ye 2 Gent. You are an Ass then A Coxcomb and a Calf Bel. I am a great Calf Kick me a little now Why when Sufficient Now laugh aloud and scorn me so good b'ye And ever when ye meet me laugh 1 Gent. We will Sir Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Nantolet La-Castre De-Gard Lugier Mirabel Mir. Your patience Gentlemen why do ye bait me Nan. Is' t not a shame you are so stubborn hearted So stony and so dull to such a Lady Of her Perfections and her Misery Lug. Does she not love ye does not her distraction For your sake only her most pitied lunacie Of all but you shew ye does it not compel ye Mir. Soft and fair Gentlemen pray ye proceed temperately Lug. If ye have any feeling any sense in ye The least touch of a noble heart La Cas Let him alone It is his glory that he can kill Beauty Ye bear my Stamp but not my Tenderness Your wild unsavoury Courses set that in ye For shame be sorry though ye cannot cure her Shew something of a Man of a fair Nature Mir. Ye make me mad De-Gard Let me pronounce this to ye You take a strange felicity in slighting And wronging Women which my poor Sister feels now Heavens hand be gentle on her Mark me Sir That very hour she dies there 's small hope otherwise That minute you and I must grapple for it Either your life or mine Mir. Be not so hot Sir I am not to be wrought on by these policies In truth I am not Nor do I fear the tricks Or the high sounding threats of a Savoyan I glory not in Cruelty ye wrong me Not grow up water'd with the tears of Women This let me tell ye howsoe'r I shew to ye Wild as ye please to call it or self-will'd When I see cause I can both do and suffer Freely and feelingly as a true Gentleman Enter Rosalure and Lelia Ros O pity pity thousand thousand pities Lel. Alas poor Soul she will dye she is grown sensless She will not know nor speak now Ros Dye for love And love of such a Youth I would dye for a Dog first He that kills me I 'll give him leave to eat me I 'll know men better ere I sigh for any of ' em Lel. Ye have done a worthy act Sir a most famous Ye have kill'd a Maid the wrong way ye are a conqueror Ros A Conquerour a Cobler hang him Sowter Go hide thy self for shame go lose thy memory Live not ' mongst Men thou art a Beast a Monster A Blatant Beast Lel. If ye have yet any honesty Or ever heard of any take my Counsel Off with your Garters and seek out a Bough A handsom Bough for I would have ye hang like a Gentleman And write some doleful matter to the World A Warning to hard hearted men Mir. Out Kitlings What Catterwauling's here what Gibbing Do you think my heart is softned with a black Santis Shew me some reason Enter Oriana on a Bed Ros Here then here is a reason Nant. Now if ye be a man let this sight shake ye La. C. Alas poor Gentlewoman do you know me Lady Lug. How she looks up and stares Ori. I know ye very well You are my Godfather and that 's the Monsieur De-Gar And who am I Ori. You are Amadis de Gaul Sir Oh oh my heart were ye never in love sweet Lady And do you never dream of Flowers and Gardens I dream of walking Fires take heed it comes now Who 's that pray stand away I have seen that face sure How light my head is Ros Take some rest Ori. I cannot For I must be up to morrow to go to Church And I must dress me put my new Gown on And be as fine to meet my Love Heigh ho Will not you tell me where my Love lies buried Mir. He is not dead beshrew my heart she stirs me Ori. He is dead to me Mir. Is' t possible my Nature Should be so damnable to let her suffer Give me your hand Ori. How soft you feel how gentle I 'll tell you your fortune Friend Mir. How she stares on me Or. You have a flattering face but 't is a fine one I warrant you may have a hundred Sweet-hearts Will ye pray for me I shall dye to morrow And will ye ring the Bells Mir. I am most unworthy I do confess unhappy do you know me Ori. I would I did Mir. Oh fair tears how ye take me Ori. Do you weep too you have not lost your Lover You mock me I 'l go home and pray Mir. 'Pray ye pardon me Or if it please ye to consider justly Scorn me for I deserve it Scorn and shame me Sweet Oriana Lel. Let her alone she trembles Her sits will grow more strong if ye provoke her La Cas Certain she knows ye not yet loves to see ye How she smiles now Bel. Where are ye Oh why do you laugh come laugh at me What a Devil art thou sad and such a subject Such a ridiculous subject as I am Before thy face Mir. Prithee put off this lightness This is no time for mirth nor place I have us'd too much on 't I have undone my self and a sweet Lady By being too in dulgent to my foolery Which truly I repent look here Bel. What aâ—â—s she Mir. Alas she 's mad Bel. Mad Mir. Yes too sure for me too Bel. Dost thou wonder at that by this light they are all so They are coz'ning mad they are brawling mad they are proud mad They are all all mad I came from a World of mad Women Mad as March-Hares get 'em in Chains then deal with ' em There 's one that 's mad she seems well but she is dog mad Is she dead dost think Min. Dead Heaven forbid Bel. Heaven further it For till they be key cold dead there 's no trusting of 'em Whate'r they seem or howsoe'r they carry it Till they be chap faln and their Tongues at peace Nail'd in their Coffins sure I 'll ne'r believe 'em Shall I talk with her Mir. No dear friend be quiet And be at peace a while Bel. I 'll walk aside And come again anon but take heed to her You say she is a Woman Mir. Yes Bel. Take great heed For if she do not cozen thee then hang me Let her be mad or what she will she 'll cheat thee Exit Mir. Away wild Fool how vile this shews in him now Now take my faith before ye all I speak it
will silence me Never a Conduit-Pipe to convey this watâ—r Sor. These are all Rings Deaths heads and such Memento's Her Grandmother and worm-eaten Aunts left to her To tell her what her Beauty must arrive at Fred. That that Pod. They are written songs Sir to provoke young Ladies Lord here 's a Prayer Book how these-agree Here 's a strange union Sor. Ever by a surfeit you have a julep set to cool the Patient Fred. Those those Sor. They are Verses to the blest Evanthe Fred. Those may discover Read them out Sorano To the blest Evanthe Let those complain that feel Loves cruelty And in sad legends write their woes With Roses gently has corected me My War is without rage or blows My Mistriss eyes shine fair on my desires And hope springs up enflam'd with her new fires No more an Exile will I dwell With folded arms and sighs all day Reckoning the torments of my Hell And stinging my sweet joys away I am cal'd home again to quiet peace My Mistriss smiles and all my sorrows cease Yet what is living in her Eye Or being blest with her sweet tongue If these no other joys imply A golden Give a pleasing wrong To be your own but one poor Month I 'd give My Youth my Fortune and then leave to live This is my Rival that I knew the hand now Sor. I know it I have seen it 't is Valerio's That hopeful Gentlemans that was brought up with ye And by your charge nourish'd and fed At the same Table with the same allowance Fred. And all this courtesie to ruine me Cross my desires ' had better have fed humblier And stood at greater distance from my fury Go for him quickly find him instantly Whilst my impatient heart swells high with choler Better have lov'd despair and safer kiss'd her Ex. Lords Enter Evanthe and Cassandra Evan. Thou old weak fool dost thou know to what end To what betraying end he got this Casket Durst thou deliver him without my Ring Or a Command from mine own mouth that Cabinet That holds my heart you unconsiderate Ass You brainless Ideot Cas I saw you go with him At the first word commit your Person to him And make no scruple he is your Brothers Gentleman And for any thing I know an honest man And might not I upon the same security deliver him a Box Evan. A Bottle-head Fred. You shall have cause to chafe as I will handle it Evan. I had rather thou hadst delivered me to Pirats Betray'd me to uncurable diseases Hung up my Picture in a Market-place And sold me to wild Bawds Cas As I take it Madam Your maiden-head lies not in that Cabinet You have a Closer and you keep the Key too Why are you vex'd thus Evan. I could curse thee wickedly And wish thee more deformed than Age can make thee Perpetual hunger and no teeth to satisfie it Wait on thee still nor sleep be found to ease it Those hands that gave the Casket may the Palsie For ever make unuseful even to feed thee Long winters that thy Bones may turn to Isicles No Hell can thaw again inhabit by thee Is thy Care like thy Body all one crookedness How scurvily thou cryest now like a Drunkard I 'll have as pure tears from a dirty spout Do swear thou didst this ignorantly swear it Swear and be damn'd thou half Witch Cas These are fine words well Madam Madam Evan. 'T is not well thou mummy 'T is impudently basely done thou durty Fred. Has your young sanctity done railing Madam Against your innocent ' Squire do you see this Sonnet This loving Script do you know from whence it came too Evan. I do and dare avouch it pure and honest Fred. You have private Visitants my noble Lady That in sweet numbers court your goodly Vertues And to the height of adoration Evan. Well Sir There 's neither Heresie nor Treason in it Fred. A Prince may beg at the door whilst these feast with ye A favour or a grace from such as I am Enter Valerio and Podramo Course common things You are welcome Pray come neat Sir Do you know this paper Val. I am betray'd I do Sir 'T is mine my hand and heart if I dye for her I am thy Martyr Love and time shall honour me Cas You sawcy Sir that came in my Ladies name For her gilt Cabinet you cheating Sir too You scurvy Usher with as scurvy legs And a worse face thou poor base hanging holder How durst thou come to me with a lye in thy mouth An impudent lye Pod. Hollow good Gill you hobble Cas A stinking lye more stinking than the teller To play the pilfering Knave there have been Rascals Brought up to fetch and carry like your Worship That have been hang'd for less whipt they are daily And if the Law will do me right Pod. What then old Maggot Cas Thy Mother was carted younger I 'll have thy hide Thy mangy hide embroider'd with a dog-whip As it is now with potent Pox and thicker Fred. Peace good Antiquity I 'll have your Bones else Ground into Gunpowder to shoot at Cats with One word more and I 'll blanch thee like an almond There 's no such cure for the she-falling sickness As the powder of a dryed Bawds Skin be silent You are very prodigal of your service here Sir Of your life more it seems Val. I repent neither Because your Grace shall understand it comes From the best part of Love my pure affection And kindled with chaste flame I will not flye from it If it be errour to desire to marry And marry her that sanctity would dote on I have done amiss if it be a Treason To graft my soul to Vertue and to grow there To love the tree that bears such happiness Conceive me Sir this fruit was ne'r forbidden Nay to desire to taste too I am Traytor Had you but plants enough of this blest Tree Sir Set round about your Court to beautifie it Deaths twice so many to dismay the approachers The ground would scarce yield Graves to noble Lovers Fred. 'T is well maintain'd you wish and pray to fortune Here in your Sonnet and she has heard your prayers So much you dote upon your own undoing But one Month to enjoy her as your Wife Though at the expiring of that time you dye for 't Val. I could wish many many Ages Sir To grow as old as Time in her embraces If Heaven would grant it and you smile upon it But if my choice were two hours and then perish I would not pull my heart back Fred. You have your wish Tomorrow I will see you nobly married Your Month take out in all content and pleasure The first day of the following Month you dye for 't Kneel not not all your Prayers can divert me Now mark your sentence mark it scornful Lady If when Valerio's dead within twelve hours For that 's your latest time you find not out Another Husband on the same
own fools Some to rejoyce with thee those be the times fools And some I fear to curse thee those are poor fools Enter Cassander an old Lady passing over A â—â—t people call them honest Look look King look A weather-beaten Lady new caresn'd Fred. An old one Tony. The glasses of her eyes are new rub'd over And the worm-eaten records in her face are daub'd up neatly She layes her breasts out too like to poch'd eggs That had the yelks suckt out they get new heads also New teeth new tongues for the old are all worn out And as 't is hop'd new tayls Fred. For what Tony. For old Courtiers The young ones are too stirring for their travels Fred. Go leave your knavery and help to keep the door well I will have no such press Tony. Lay thy hand o' thy heart King Fred. I 'le have ye whipt Tony. The fool and thou art parted Exit Fred. Sorano work and free me from this spell 'Twixt love and scorn there 's nothing felt but hell Exit Enter Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo and Servants Val. Tye on my Scarf you are so long about me Good my Lords help give me my other Cloak That Hat and Feather Lord what a Taylor 's this To make me up thus straight one sigh would burst me I have not room to breath come button button Button apace Cam. I am glad to see you merry Sir Val. 'T would make you merry had you such a wife And such an age to injoy her in Men. An ago Sir Val. A moneth 's an age to him that is contented What should I seek for more give me my sword Ha my good Lords that every one of you now Had but a Lady of that youth and beauty To bless your selves this night with would ye not Pray ye speak uprightly Cle. We confess ye happy And we could well wish such another Banquet But on that price my Lord Val. 'T were nothing else No man can ever come to aim at Heaven But by the knowledge of a Hell These shooes are heavy And if I should be call'd to dance they 'l clog me Get me some pumps I 'le tell ye brave Cami lo And you dear friends the King has honour'd me Out of his gracious favour has much honour'd me To limit me my time for who would live long Who would be old 't is such a weariness Such a disease that hangs like lead upon us As it increases so vexations Griefs of the minde pains of the feeble body Rheums coughs catarrhs we are but our living coffins Besides the fair soul's old too it grows covetous Which shews all honour is departed from us And we are Earth again Cle. You make fair use Sir Val. I would not live to learn to lye Cleanthes For all the world old men are prone to that too Thou that hast been a Souldier Menallo A noble Souldier and defied all danger Adopted thy brave arm the heir to victory Would'st thou live so long till thy strength forsook thee Till thou grew'st only a long tedious story Of what thou hadst been till thy sword hang by And lazie Spiders fill'd the hilt with cobwebs Men. No sure I would not Val. 'T is not sit ye should To dye a young man is to be an Angel Our great good parts put wings unto our souls We 'l have a rouse before we go to bed friends Pray ye tell me is' t a hansome Mask we have Cam. We understand so Val. And the young gent. dance Cle. They do Sir and some dance well Val. They must before the Ladies We 'l have a rouse before we go to bed friends A lusty one 't will make my blood dance too Musick Cam. Ten if you please Val. And we 'l be wondrous merry They stay sure come I hear the Musick forward You shall have all Gloves presently Exit Men. We attend Sir but first we must look to th' Doors Knocking within The King has charged us Exeunt Enter two Servants 1 Ser. What a noise do you keep there call my fellows O' the Guard you must cease now untill the King be Enter'd he is gone to th' Temple now 2 Serv. Look to that back door and keep it fast They swaâ—m like Bees about it Enter Camillo Cleanthes Menallo Tony following Cam. Keep back those Citizens and let their wives in Their handsome wives Tony. They have crowded me to Veriuyce I sweat like a Butter-box 1 Serv. Stand further off there Men. Take the women aside and talk with 'em in private Give 'em that they came for Tony. The whole Court cannot do it Besides the next Mask if we use 'em so They 'l come by millions to expect our largess We have broke a hundred heads Cle. Are they so tender Ton. But 't was behind before they have all murrions Cam. Let in those Ladies make 'em room for shame there Ton. They are no Ladies there 's one bald before 'em A gent bald they are curtail'd queans in hired clothes They come out of Spain I think they are very sultry Men. Keep 'em in breath for an Embassadour Knocks within Me thinks my nose shakes at their memories What bounsing 's that Within I am one of the Musick Sir Within I have sweat-meats for the banquet Cam. Let 'em in Ton. They lye my Lord they come to seek their wives Two broken Citizens Cam. Break 'em more they are but brusled yet Bold Rascals offer to disturb your wives Cle. Lock the doors fast the Musick hark the King comes A Curtain drawn The King Queen Valerio Evanthe Ladies Attendants Camillo Cleanthes Sorano Menallo A Mask Cupid descends the Graces sitting by him Cupid being bound the Graces unbind him he speaks Cup. Unbind me my delight this night is mine Now let me look upon what Stars here shine Let me behold the beauties then clap high My cullor'd wings proud of my Deity I am satisfied bind me again and fast My angry Bow will make too great a wast Of beauty else now call my Maskers in Call with a Song and let the sports begin Call all my servants the effects of love And to a measure let them nobly move Come you servants of proud love Come away Fairly nobly gently move Too long too long you make us stay Fancy Desire Delight Hope Fear Distrust and Jealousie be you too here Consuming Care and raging Ire And Poverty in poor attire March fairly in and last Despair Now full Musick strike the Air. Enter the Maskers Fancy Desire Delight Hope Fear Distrust Jealousie Care Ire Despair they dance after which Cupid speaks Cup. Away I have done the day begins to light Lovers you know your sate good night good night Cupid and the Graces ascend in the Chariot King Come to the Banquet when that 's ended Sir I 'le see you i' bed and so good night be merry You have a sweet bed fellow Val. I thank your Grace And ever shall be bound unto your nobleness King I pray I may deserve your thanks
back you 'l find it true nay open it 'T is good Gold I assure you Cla. How two Letters the first indors'd to me this to my Lady Subscrib'd Lisander Lan. And the fortune-teller his servant Lancelot Cla. How had I lost my eyes That I could not know thee not a word of the loss Of my virginity Lan. Nor who I am Cla. I 'le use all speedy means for your dispatch With a welcom answer but till you receive it Continue thus disguis'd Monsieur Malfort You know the way to humour him shall provide A lodging for you and good entertainment Nay since we trade both one way thou shalt have Some feeling with me take that Lan. Bountifull wench may'st thou ne're want imployment Cla. Nor such pay boy Exeunt Enter Lidian Alcidon at one door Lisander Clarange at another Lid. You 're welcom Alci Let us do our office first And then make choice of a new piece of ground To try our fortunes Lisa All 's fair here Alci And here their swords are equal Lisa If there be any odds in mine we will exchange Alci We 'l talk of that When we are farther off farewel Lisa Farewel friend Ex. Lisander and Alcidon Lidi Come let us not be idle Cla. I will find you imployment fear not Lid. You know Sir the cause that brings as hither Cla. There needs no more discoursing No time nor place for repetition now Lid. Let our swords argue and I wish Clarange The proud Olinda saw us Cla. Would she did What ever estimation she holds of me She should behold me like a man fight for her Lid. 'T is nobly said set on love and my fortune Cla. The same for me come home brave Lidian 'T was manly thrust this token to the Lady Ye have it Sir deliver it take breath I see ye bleed apace ye shall have fair play Enter Lisander Lis You must lye there a while I cannot help you Lid. Nay then my fortune 's gone I know I must dye Yet dearly will I sell my love come on both And use your fortunes I expect no favour Weak as I am my confidence shall meet ye Cla. Yield up your cause and live Lid. What dost thou hold me A recreant that prefers life before credit Though I bleed hard my honour finds no Issue That 's constant to my heart Cla. Have at your life then Lis Hold or I 'le turn and bend my sword against ye My cause Clarange too view this brave Gentleman That yet may live to kill you he stands nobly And has as great a promise of the day As you can tye unto your self he 's ready His sword as sharp view him with that remembrance That you deliver'd him to me Clarange And with those eyes that clearness will become ye View him as you reported him survey him Fix on your friendship Sir I know you are noble And step but inward to your old affection Examine but tâ—at soul grew to your bosom And try then if your sword will bite it cannot The edge will turn again asham'd and blunted Lidian you are the pattern of fair friendship Exampled for your love and imitated The Temple of true hearts stor'd with affections For sweetness of your spirit made a Saint Can you decline this nobleness to anger To mortal anger ' gainst the man ye love most Have ye the name of vertuous not the nature Lid. I will sit down Clar. And I 'le sit by you Lidian Lis And I 'le go on can Heaven be pleas'd with these things To see two hearts that have been twin'd together Married in friendship â—oâ—the world to wonder Of one growth of one nourishment one health Thus mortally divorc'd for one weak woman Can love be pleas'd love is a gentle spirit The wind that blows the April flowers not softer She is drawn with doves to shew her peacefulness Lions and bloody Pards are Mars's servants Would ye serve love do it with humbleness Without a noise with still prayers and soft murmurs Upon her Altars offer your obedience And not your brawls she 's won with tears not terrors That fire ye kindle to her deity Is only gratefull when it 's blown with sighs And holy Incense flung with white hand-innocence Ye wound her now ye are too superstitious No sacrifice of bloud or death she longs for Lid. Came he from Heaven Clar. He tells us truth good Lidian Lisa That part of noble love which is most sweet And gives eternal being to fair beauty Honour you hack i' pieces with your swords And that ye fight to crown ye kill fair credit Clar. Thus we embrace no more fight but all friendship And where love pleases to bestow his benefits Let us not argue Lid. Nay brave Sir come in too You may love also and may hope if ye do And not rewarded for 't there is no justice Farewel friend here let 's part upon our pilgrimage It must be so Cupid draws on our sorrows And where the lot lights Clar. I shall count it happiness Farewel dear friend Lis First let 's relieve the Gentleman That lyes hurt in your cause and bring him off And take some care for your hurts then I will part too A third unfortunate and willing wanderer Exeunt Enter Olinda and Calista Oli. My fears foresaw 't would come to this Cal. I would your sentence had been milder Olin. 'T is past help now Cal. I share in your despair and yet my hopes Have not quite left me since all possible means Are practised to prevent the mischief following Their mortal meeting my Lord is coasted one way My Father though his hurts forbad his travel Hath took another my Brother in Law Beronte A third and every minute we must look for The certain knowledge which we must endure With that calm patience heav'n shall please to lend us Enter Dorilaus and Cleander severally Dor. Dead both Clea. Such is the rumour and 't is general Olin. I hear my passing bell Cal. I am in a fevour Cle. They say their seconds too but what they are Is not known yet some worthy fellows certain Dor. Where had you knowledge Clea. Of the Country people 't is spoken every where Dor. I heard it so too And 't is so common I do half believe it You have lost a Brother wench he lov'd you well And might have liv'd to have done his country service But he is gone thou fell'st untimely Lidian But by a valiant hand that 's some small comfort And took him with thee too thou lov'st brave company Weeping will do no good you lost a servant He might have liv'd to have been your Master Lady But you fear'd that Olin. Good Sir be tender to me The news is bad enough you need not press it I lov'd him well I lov'd 'em both Dor. It seems so How many more have you to love so Lady They were both fools to fight for such a Fiddle Certain there was a dearth of noble anger When a slight woman
Lisander Lis I. Clar. Ye are welcome follow me and make no noise Lis Go to your horse and keep your watch with care And be sure ye sleep not Exeunt Lisander Clarinda Sirrah Lan. Send me out the Dairy-maid To play at trump with me and keep me waking My fellow horse and I must now discourse Like two learned Almanack-Makers of the Stars And tell what a plentiful year 't will prove of Drunkards If I had but a pottle of Sack like a sharp prickle To knock my Nose against when I am nodding I should sing like a Nightingale but I must Keep watch without it I am apt to dance Good fortune guide me from the Faries Circles Exit Enter Clarinda with a Taper and Lisander with a Pistol two Chairs set out Clar. Come near Calista sitting behind a Curtain I 'll leave ye now draw but that Curtain And have your wish now Leon I am for thee We that are servants must make use of stoln hours And be glad of snatch'd occasions Exit Lis She is asleep Fierce Love hath clos'd his lights I may look on her Within her eyes ' has loâ—kt the graces up I may behold and live how sweet she breaths The orient morning breaking out in odours Is not so full of perfumes as her breath is She is the abstract of all Excellence and scorns a Parallel Cal. Who 's there Lis Your servant your most obedient slave adored Lady That comes but to behold those eyes again And pay some Vows I have to sacred Beauty And so pass by I am blind as ignorance And know not where I wander how I live Till I receive from their bright influence Light to direct me for Devotions sake You are the Saint I tread these holy steps to And holy Saints are all relenting sweetness Be not enrag'd nor be not angry with me The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy And 't is the Crown of Justice and the glory Where it may kill with right to save with pity Cal. Why do you kneel I know you come to mock me T' upbraid me with the benefits you have giv'n me Which are too many and too mighty Sir For my return and I confess 't is justice That for my cruelty you should despise me And I expect however you are calm now A foyl you strive to set your cause upon It will break out Calista is unworthy Coy proud disdainful I acknowledge all Colder of Comfort than the frozen North is And more a stranger to Lisanders worth His youth and faith than it becomes her gratitude I blush to grant it yet take this along A soveraign medicine to allay displeasure May be an argument to bring me off too She is married and she is chaste how sweet that sounds How it perfumes all air 't is spoken in O dear Lisander would you break this union Lis No I adore it let me kiss your hand And seal the fair faith of a Gentleman on it Cal. You are truly valiant would it not afflict ye To have the horrid name of Coward touch you Sâ—ch is the Whore to me Lis I nobly thank ye And may I be the same when I dishonour ye This I may do again Kissing her hand Cal. Ye may and worthily Such comforts Maids may grant with modesty And neither make her poor nor wrong her bounty Noble Lisander how fond now am I of ye I heard you were hurt Lis You dare not heal me Lady I am hurt here how sweetly now she blushes Excellent Objects kill our sight she blinds me The Roses in the pride of May shew pale to her O Tyrant Custom and O Coward Honour How ye compel me to put on mine own Chains May I not kiss ye now in superstition For you appear a thing that I would kneel to Let me err that way Kisses her Cal. Ye shall err for once I have a kind of noble pity on you Among your manly sufferings make this most To err no farther in desire for then Sir You add unto the gratitudes I owe you And after death your dear friends soul shall bless you Lis I am wondrous honest Cal. I dare try Kisses Lis I have tasted a blessedness too great for dull mortality Once more and let me dye Cal. I dare not murther How will maids curse me if I kill with kisses And young men flye th' embraces of fair Virgins Come pray sit down but let 's talk temperately Lis Is my dear friend abed Cal. Yes and asleep Secure asleep 't is midnight too Lisander Speak not so loud Lis You see I am a Statue I could not stand else as I had eaten Ice Or took into my bloud a drowzie Poyson And Natures noblest brightest flame burns in me Midnight and I stand quietly to behold it so The Alarm rung and I sleep like a Coward I am worn away my faith my dull obedience Like Crutches carry my decayed Body Down to the Grave I have no youth within me Yet happily you love too Cal. Love with honour Lis Honour what 's that 't is but a specious title We should not prize too high Cal. Dearer than life Lis The value of it is as time hath made it And time and custome have too far insulted We are no gods to be always tyed to strictness 'T is a presumption to shew too like 'em March but an hour or two under Loves Ensigns We have Examples of great memories Cal. But soul ones too that greatness cannot cover That Wise that by Example sins sins double And pulls the Curtain open to her shame too Methinks to enjoy you thus Lis 'T is no joy Lady A longing Bride if she stop here would cry The Bridegroom too and with just cause curse Hymen But yield a little be one hour a Woman I do not speak this to compel you Lady And give your Will but motion let it stir But in the taste of that weak fears call evil Try it to understand it we 'll do nothing You 'll ne'r come to know pure good else Cal. Fie Sir Lis I have found a way let 's slip into this errour As Innocents that know not what we did As we were dreaming both let us embrace The sin is none of ours then but our fancies What have I said what blasphemy to honour O my base thoughts pray ye take this and shoot me My Villain thoughts Noise within Cal. I weep your miseries and would to heaven what noise Lis It comes on louder Kill me and save your self save your fair honour And lay the fault on me let my life perish My base lascivious life shoot quickly Lady Cal. Not for the World retire behind the hangings And there stand close my husband close Lisander Enter Cleander with a Taper Clean. Dearest are you well Cal. O my sad heart my head my head Clean. Alas poor soul what do you do out of your bed You take cold my Calista how do ye Cal. Not so well Sir to lie by ye my Brothers fright Clean. I had
love I think but not with you I can assure you saw ye Fabritio Ang. Is he come over Fred. Yes a week ago Shall we dine Ang. I cannot Fred. Prethee do Ang. Believe me I have business Fred. Have you too Gentlemen Piso No Sir Fred. Why then let 's dine together Lod. With all my heart Fred. Go then Farewel good Angelo Commend me to your friend Ang. I will Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Frank and Clora Clo. Do not dissemble Frank mine eyes are quicker Than such observers that do ground their faith Upon one smile or tear y' are much alter'd And are as empty of those excellencies That were companions to you I mean mirth And free disposure of your blood and Spirit As you were born a mourner Fran. How I prethee For I perceive no such change in my self Clo. Come come this is not wise nor provident To halt before a Cripple if you love Be liberal to your friend and let her know it I see the way you run and know how tedious 'T will prove without a true companion Fran. Sure thou wouldst have me love Clo. Yes marry would I I should not please ye else Fran. And who for Heavens sake For I assure my self I know not yet And prethee Clora since thou 'lt have it so That I must love and do I know not what Let him be held a pretty handsome fellow And young and if he be a little valiant 'T will be the better and a little wise And faith a little honest Clor. Well I will found ye yet for all your craft Fran. Heigh ho I 'le love no more Clo. Than one and him You shall love Frank. Fran. Which him thou art so wise People will take thee shortly for a Witch But prethee tell me Clora if I were So mad as thou wouldst make me what kind of man Wouldst thou imagine him Clo. Faith some pretty fellow With a clean strength that cracks a cudgel well And dances at a Wake and plays at Nine-holes Fran. O what pretty commendations thou hast given him Faith if I were in love as I thank Heaven I do not think I am this short Epistle Before my love would make me burn the Legend Clor. You are too wild I mean some Gentleman Fran. So do not I till I can know 'em wiser Some Gentleman no Clora till some Gentleman Keep some land and fewer whores believe me I 'le keep no love for him I do not long To go a foot yet and solicite causes Clor. What think you then of an adventurer I mean some wealthy Merchant Fran. Let him venture In some decai'd Ware or Carack of his own he shall not Rig me out that 's the short on 't out upon 't What young thing of my years would endure To have her Husband in another Country Within a month after she is married Chopping for rotten Raisins and lye pining At home under the mercy of his fore-man no Though they be wealthy and indifferent wise I do not see that I am bound to love ' em Clo. I see ye are hard to please yet I will please ye Fran. Faith not so hard neither if considered What woman may deserve as she is worthy But why do we bestow our time so idlely Prethee let us entertain some other talk This is as sickly to me as faint weather Clor. Now I believe I shall content you Frank What think you of a Courtier Fran. Faith so ill That if I should be full and speak but truth 'T would shew as if I wanted charity Prethee good wench let me not rail upon 'em Yet I have an excellent stomach and must do it I have no mercy of these Infidels Since I am put in mind on 't good wench bear with me Clo. Can no man fit you I will find him out Fran. This Summer fâ—uit that you call Courtier While you continue cold and frosty to him Hangs fast and may be found but when you sâ—ing Too full a heat of your affections Upon his root and make him ripe too soon You 'll find him rotten i' th' handling His oaths and affections are all one With his apparel things to set him off He has as many Mistrisses as Faiths And all Apocrypha his true belief Is only in a private Surgion And for my single self I 'd sooner venture A new conversion of the Indies Than to make Courtiers able men or honest Clo. I do believe you love no Courtier And by my troth to ghess you into love With any I can think of is beyond Either your will or my imagination And yet I am sure y' are caught and I will know him There 's none left now worthy the thinking of Unless it be a Souldier and I am sure I would ever bless my self from such a fellow Fran. Why prethee Clo. Out upon 'em fire-locks They are nothing i' th' world but Buff and Scarlet Tough unhewn pieces to hack swords upon I had as lieve be courted by a Cannon As one of those Fran. Thou art too malicious Upon my faith me thinks they 're worthy men Clo. Say ye so I 'le pull ye on a little further What worth can be in those men whose profession Is nothing i' th' world but drink and damn me Out of whose violence they are possest With legions of unwholsome whores and quarrels I am of that opinion and will dye in 't There is no understanding nor can be In a soust Souldier Fran. Now 't is ignorance I easily perceive that thus provokes thee And not the love of truth I 'le lay my life If thou'dst been made a man thou hadst been a coward Clo. If to be valiant be to be a Souldier I 'le tell ye true I had rather be a Coward I am sure with less sin Fra. This Heresie must be look'd to in time for if it spread 'T will grow too Pestilent were I a Scholar I would so hamper thee for thy opinion That ere I left I would write thee out of credit With all the world and make thee not believ'd Even in indifferent things that I would leave thee A reprobate out of the state of honour By all good things thou hast flung aspersions So like a fool for I am angry with thee Upon a sort of men that let me tell thee Thy mothers mother would have been a Saint Had she conceiv'd a Souldier they are people I may commend 'em while I speak but truth Of all the old world only left to keep Man as he was valiant and vertuous They are the model of those men whose honours We heave our hands at when we hear recited Clo. They are and I have all I sought for 't is a souldier You love hide it no longer you have betray'd your self Come I have found your way of commendations And what I said was but to pull it from ye Fran. 'T was pretty are you grown so cunning Clora I grant I love a souldier But what souldier Will be a new task to ye But
all this I do imagine was but laid to draw me Out of my melancholy Clo. I will have the man Ere I forsake ye Fran. I must to my Chamber Clo. May not I go along Fran. Yes but good wench Move me no more with these fond questions They work like Rhubarb with me Clo. Well I will not Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Lelia and her Waiting-woman Lel. How now who was that you staid to speak withal Wom. The old man forsooth Lel. What old man Wom. The poor old man that uses to come hither he that you call Father Lel. Have you dispatched him Wom. No he would fain speak with you Lel. Wilt thou never learn more manners Than to draw in such needy Rascals to disquiet me Go answer him I will not be at leasure Wom. He will needs speak with you and good old man he weeps so That by my troth I have not the heart to deny him Pray let him speak with you Lel. Lord how tender stomach'd you are grown of late You are not in love with him are ye If ye be strike up the match you shall have Three I. and a pair of blankets will ye go answer him Wom. Pray let him speak with you he will not away else Lel. Well let him in then if there be no remedy I thank Heaven I am Able to abuse him I shall ne'r come clear else of him Enter Father Now Sir what is your business pray be short for I have other Matters of more moment to call me from ye Fa. If you but look upon me like a Daughter And keep that love about ye that makes good A Fathers hope you 'l quickly find my business And what I would say to you and before I ask will be a giver say that sleep I mâ—an that love or be but num'd within ye The nature of my want is such a searcher And of so mighty power that where he finds This dead forgetfulness it works so strongly That if the least heat of a childs affection Remain unperish'd like another nature It makes all new again pray do not scorn me Nor seem to make your self a greater business Than my relieving Lel. If you were not old I should laugh at ye what a vengeance ails ye To be so childish to imagine me A founder of old fellows make him drink wench And if there be any cold meat in the Buttery Give him some broken bread and that and rid him Fa. Is this a childs love or a recompence Fit for a Fathers care O Lelia Had I been thus unkind thou hadst not been Or like me miserable But 't is impossible Nature should dye so utterly within thee And lose her promises thou art one of those She set her stamp more excellently on Than common people as fore-telling thee A general example of her goodness Or say she could lye yet Religion For love to Parents is Religious Would lead thee right again Look well upon me I am the root that gave thee nourishment And made thee spring fair do not let me perish Now I am old and sapless Lelia As I live I like ye far worse now ye grow thus holy I grant you are my Father am I therefore bound to consume my self and be a Beggar Still in relieving you I do not feel Any such mad compassion yet within me Fa. I gave up all my state to make yours thus Lel. 'T was as ye ought to do and now ye cry for 't As children do for babies back again Fath. How wouldst thou have me live Lel. I would not have ye Nor know no reason Fathers should desire To live and be a trouble when children Are able to inherit let them dye 'T is fit and lookt for that they should do so Fa. Is this your comfort Lel. All that I feel yet Fa. I will not curse thee Lel. If you do I care not Fa. Pray you give me leave to weep Lel. Why pray take leave If it be for your case Fa. Thy Mother dyed Sweet peace be with her in a happy time Lel. She did Sir as she ought to do would you Would take the pains to follow what should you Or any old man do wearing away In this world with Diseases and desire Only to live to make their Children scourge-sticks And hoard up mill-mony me thinks a Marble Lyes quieter upon an old mans head Than a cold fit o' th' Palsey Fa. O good Heaven To what an impudence thou wretched woman Hast thou begot thy self again well justice Will punish disobedience Lel. You mistake Sir 'T will punish Beggars fye for shame go work Or serve you are grave enough to be a Porter In some good man of worships house and give Sententious answers to the comers in A pretty place or be of some good Consort You had a pleasant touch o' th' Cittern once If idleness have not bereft you of it Be any thing but old and Beggarly Two sins that ever do outgrow compassion If I might see you offer at a course That were a likely one and shew'd some profit I would not stick for ten Groats or a Noble Fath. Did I beget this woman Lel. Nay I know not And till I know I will not thank you for 't How ever he that got me had the pleasure And that me thinks is a reward sufficient Fath. I am so strangely strucken with amazement I know not where I am nor what I am Lel. You had best take fresh air some where else 't will bring ye Out of your trance the sooner Fath. Is all this As you mean Lelia Lel. Yes believe me is it For yet I cannot think you are so foolish As to imagine you are young enough To be my heir or I so old to make A Nurse at these years for you and attend While you sup up my state in penny pots Of Malmsey when I am excellent at Cawdles And Cullices and have enough spare gold To boil away you shall be welcome to me 'Till when I 'd have you be as merry Sir As you can make your self with that you have And leave to trouble me with these relations Of what you have been to me or you are For as I hear them so I lose them this For ought I know yet is my resolution Fath. Well God be with thee for I fear thy end Will be a strange example Exit Father Lel. Fare ye well Sir Now would some poor tender hearted fool have wept Relented and have been undone such Children I thank my understanding I hate truly For by my troth I had rather see their tears Than feel their pities my desires and ends Are all the Kindred that I have and friends Enter Woman Is he departed Wow Yes but here 's another Lel. Not of his tribe I hope bring me no more I would wish you such as he is if thou seest They look like men of worth and state and carry Ballast of both sides like tall Gentlemen Admit 'em but no snakes to poyson us With
poverty wench you must learn a wise rule Look not upon the youths of men and making How they descend in bloud nor let their tongues Though they strike suddainly and sweet as musick Corrupt thy fancy see and say them fair too But ever keep thy self without their distance Unless the love thou swallow be a pill Gilded to hide the bitterness it brings Then fall on without fear wench yet so wisely That one encounter cloy him not nor promise His love hath made thee more his than his monies Learn this and thrive Then let thine honour ever For that 's the last rule be so stood upon That men may fairly see 'T is want of means not vertue makes thee fall And if you weep 't will be a great deal better And draw on more compassion which includes A greater tenderness of love and bounty This is enough at once digest it well Go let him in wench if he promise profit Not else Enter Julio O you are welcome my fair Servant Upon my troth I have been longing for ye Wom. This by her rule should be a liberal man I see the best on 's may learn every day Lel. There 's none come with you Jul. No. Lel. You do the wiser For some that have been here I name no man Out of their malice more than truth have done me Some few ill offices Jul. How Sweet Lel. Nay nothing Only have talkt a little wildly of me As their unruly Youth directed 'em Which though they bite me not I would have wisht Had light upon some other that deserv'd ' em Jul. Though she deserve this of the loosest tongue Which makes my sin the more I must not see it Such is my misery I would I knew him Lel. No no let him go He is not worth your anger I must chide you For being such a stranger to your Mistriss Why would you be so Servant Jul. I should chide If chiding would work any thing upon you For being such a stranger to your Servant I mean to his desires when my dear Mistress Shall I be made a happy man Lel. Fye Servant What do you mean unhand me or by Heav'n I shall be very angry this is rudeness Jul. 'T was but a kiss or two that thus offends you Lel. 'T was more I think than you have warrant for Jul. I am sorry I deserv'd no more Lel. You may But not this rough way Servant we are tender And ought in all to be respected so If I had been your Horse or Whore you might Back me with this intemperance I thought You had lov'd as worthy men whose fair affections Seek pleasures warranted not pull'd by violence Do so no more Jul. I hope you are not angry Lel. I should be with another man I am sure That durst appear but half thus violent Jul. I did not mean to ravish ye Lel. You could not Jul. You are so willing Lel. How Jul. Methinks this shadow If you had so much shame as fits a woman At least of your way Mistriss long e're this Had been laid off to me that understand ye Lel. That understand me Sir ye understand Nor shall no more of me than modesty Will without fear deliver to a stranger You understand I am honest else I tell ye Though you were better far than Julio You and your understanding are two fools But were we Saints thus we are still rewarded I see that Woman had a pretty catch on 't That had made you the Master of a kindness She durst not answer openly O me How easily we Women may be cozen'd I took this Julio as I have a faith This young Dissembler with the sober Vizard For the most modest temper'd Gentleman The coolest quietest and best Companion For such an one I could have wish'd a Woman Jul. You have wish'd me ill enough o' conscience Make me no worse for shame I see the more I work by way of service to obtain ye You work the more upon me Tell me truly While I am able to believe a Woman For if you use me thus that faith will perish What is your end and whither you will pull me Tell me but tell me that I may not start at And have a cause to curse ye Lel. Bless me goodness To curse me did you say Sir let it be For too much loving you then such a curse Kill me withal and I shall be a Martyr You have found a new way to reward my doting And I confess a fit one for my folly For you your self if you have good within ye And dare be Master of it know how dearly This heart hath held you ever Oh good Heaven That I had never seen that false mans eyes That dares reward me thus with fears and curses Nor never heard the sweetness of that tongue That will when this is known yet cozen women Curse me good Julio curse me bitterly I do deserve it for my confidence And I beseech thee if thou hast a goodness Or power yet in thee to confirm thy wishes Curse me to earth for what should I do here Like a decaying flower still withering Under his bitter words whose kindly heat Should give my poor heart life No curse me Julio Thou canst not do me such a benefit As that and well done that the Heav'ns may hear it Jul. O fair tears were you but as chast as subtil Like Bones of Saints you would work miracles What were these women to a man that knew not The thousand thousand ways of their deceiving What riches had he found O he would think Himself still dreaming of a blessedness That like continual spring should flourish ever For if she were as good as she is seeming Or like an Eagle could renew her vertues Nature had made another world of sweetness Be not so griev'd sweet Mistriss what I said You do or should know was but passion Pray wipe your eyes and kiss me take these trifles And wear them for me which are only rich When you will put them on indeed I love ye Beshrew my sick heart if I grieve not for ye Lel. Will you dissemble still I am a fool And you may easily rule me if you flatter The sin will be your own Jul. You know I do not Lel. And shall I be so childish once again After my late experience of your spight To credit you you do not know how deep Or if you did you would be kinder to me This bitterness of yours has struck my heart Jul. I pray no more Lel. Thus you would do I warrant If I were married to you Jul. Married to me Is that your end Lel. Yes is not that the best end And as all hold the noblest way of love Why do you look so strange Sir do not you Desire it should be so Jul. Stay Lel. Answer me Jul. Farewel Exit Julio Lel. I are you there are all these tears lost then Am I so overtaken by a fool In my best days and tricks my wise fellow I 'll
ye With greasy Codpieces and woollen stockings The Devil if he dare deal with two women Be of your counsels farewel Plaisterers Exit Jac. Clora This fellow will be mad at Mid-summer Without all doubt Fab. I think so too Fra. I am sorry He 's gone in such a rage but sure this holds him Not every day Fab. 'Faith every other day If he come near a woman Clor. I wonder how his mother could endure To have him in her Belly he 's so boysterous Fra. He 's to be made more tractable I doubt not Clo. Yes if they taw him as they do whit-leather Upon an iron or beat him soft like Stock-fish SCENE IV. Enter Lelia and her waiting-woman with a Vail Lel. Art t' sure 't is he Wom. Yes and another with him Lel. The more the merrier did you give that money And charg'd it to be delivered where I shew'd you Wom. Yes and what else you bad me Lel. That brave fellow Though he be old whate'r he be shews toughness And such a one I long for and must have At any price these young soft melting gristles Are only for my safer ends Wom. They are here Lel. Give me my Vail and bid the Boy go sing That song above I gave him the sad song Now if I miss him I am curst go wench And tell 'em I have utterly forsworn All company of men yet make a venture At last to let 'em in thou knowst these things Do 'em to th' life Wom. I warrant you I am perfect Lel. Some ill woman for her use would give A million for this Wench she is so subtle Enter to the door Julio and Angelo Wom. Good Sir desire it not I dare not do it For since your last being here Sir believe me She has griev'd her self out of all Company And sweet Soul almost out of life too Jul. Prithee Let me but speak one word Wom. You will offend Sir And yet your name is more familiar with her Than any thing but sorrow good Sir go Ang. This little Varlet hath her Lesson perfect These are the baits they bob with Jul. 'Faith I will not Wom I shall be chidden cruelly for this But you are such a Gentleman Jul. No more Ang. There 's a new Tyre wench peace thou art well enough Jul. What has she musick Wom. Yes for Heavens sake stay 'T is all she feeds upon Jul. Alas poor soul Ang. Now will I pray devoutly for there 's need on 't The SONG A Way delights go seek some other dwelling For I must dye Farewel false Love thy tongue is ever telling Lye after Lye For ever let me rest now from thy smarts Alas for pity go And fire their hearts That have been hard to thee mine was not so Never again deluding Love shall know me For I will dye And all those griefs that think to over-grow me Shall be as I For ever will I sleep while poor Maids cry Alas for pity stay And let us dye With thee men cannot mock us in the day Jul. Mistriss not one word Mistriss if I grieve ye I can depart again Ang. Let 's go then quickly For if she get from under this dark Cloud We shall both sweat I fear for 't Jul. Do but speak Though you turn from me and speak bitterly And I am gone for that I think will please you Ang. Oh that all women were thus silent ever What fine things they were Jul. You have look'd on me When if there be belief in Womens words Spoken in tears you swore you lov'd to do so Lel. O me my heart Ang. Now Julio play the man Or such another O me will undo thee Would I had any thing to keep me busie I might not hear her think but what she is Or I doubt mainly I shall be i' th' mash too Jul. 'Pray speak again Lel. Where is my Woman Wom. Here. Ang. Mercy upon me what a face she has Would it were vail'd again Lel. Why did you let This flattering man in to me did not I Charge thee to keep me from his eyes again As carefully as thou wouldst keep thine own Thou hast brought me poyson in a shape of Heaven Whose violence will break the hearts of all Of all weak Women as it hath done mine That are such fools to love and look upon him Good Sir be gone you know not what an ease Your absence is Ang. By Heaven she is a wonder I cannot tell what 't is but I am quamish Jul. Though I desire to be here more than Heaven As I am now yet if my sight offend you So much I love to be commanded by you That I will go farewel Lel. I should say something E're you depart and I would have you hear me But why should I speak to a man that hates me And will but laugh at any thing I suffer Jul. If this be hate Lel. Away away deceiver Jul. Now help me Angelo Ang. I am worse than thou art Lel. Such tears as those might make another Woman Believe thee honest Julio almost me That know their ends for I confess they stir me Ang. What will become of me I cannot go now If you would hang me from her O brave Eye Steal me away Julio Jul. Alas poor man I am lost again too strangely Lel. No I will sooner trust a Crocodile When he sheds tears for he kills suddenly And ends our cares at once or any thing That 's evil to our Natures than a man I find there is no end of his deceivings Nor no avoiding 'em if we give way I was requesting you to come no more And mock me with your service 't is not well Nor honest to abuse us so far you may love too For though I must confess I am unworthy Of your love every way yet I would have you Think I am somewhat too good to make sport of Jul. Will you believe me Lel. For your Vows and Oaths And such deceiving tears as you shed now I will as you do study to forget ' em Jul. Let me be most despis'd of men Lel. No more There is no new way left by which your cunning Shall once more hope to catch me no thou false man I will avoid thee and for thy sake all That bear thy stamp as counterfeit in love For I am open ey'd again and know thee Go make some other weep as I have done That dare believe thee go and swear to her That is a stranger to thy cruelty And knows not yet what man is and his lyings How thou di'st daily for her pour it out In thy best lamentations put on sorrow As thou canst to deceive an Angel Julio And vow thy self into her heart that when I shall leave off to curse thee for thy falshood Still a forsaken Woman may be found To call to Heaven for vengeance Ang. From this hour I heartily despise all honest Women I care not if the World took knowledg on 't I see there 's nothing in them but that folly
health to you some words I have that Require an utterance more private Than this place can afford Lel. I 'le call my husband All business I hear with his ears now Lod. Good Madam no but I perceive your jest You have no husband I am the very man That walk'd the streets so comely Lel. Are you so Lod. Yes faith when Cupid first did prick your heart I am not cruel but the love begun I' th' street I 'le satisfie i' th' chamber fully Lel. To ask a Madman whether he be mad Were but an idle question if you be I do not speak to you but if you be not Walk in the streets again and there perhaps I may dote on you here I not endure you Lod. Good Madam stay do not you know this Ring Lel. Yes it was mine I sent it by my Man To change and so he did it has a blemish And this he brought me for it did you change it Are you a Goldsmith Lod. Sure the world is mad Sirrah did you not bring me this ring from your Lady Fath. Yes surely Sir did I but your worship must ev'n bear with me For there was a mistaking in it and so as I was Saying to your worship my Lady is now married Lod. Married to whom Fa. To your worships friend Piso Lod. S'death to Piso Piso within Ha ha ha Ang. Yes Sir I can assure you she 's married to him I saw 't With these gray eyes Lod. Why what a Rogue art thou then thou hast made in 's mouth Me send in provision too Fa. O a Gentleman should not have such foul words But your Worships provision could not have come in at a fitter time Will it please you to tast any of your own wine It may be the Vintner has cozen'd you Lod. Pox I am mad Ang. You have always plots Sir and see how they fall out Jac. You had a plot upon me how do you like this Lod. I do not speak to you Fab. Because you dare not Lod. But I will have one of that old Rogues teeth set in this Ring Fat Do'st not thou know that I can beat thee Dost thou know it now discovers himself Lod. He beat me once indeed Fat And if you have for got it I can call a witness Come forth Piso remember you it Piso Faith I do call to minde such a matter Fat And if I cannot still do 't you are young And will assist your Father in law Piso My Father in law Ang. Your Father in law as sure as this is widow Lelia Piso How widow Lelia Fat I' faith 't is she Son Lod. Ha ha ha let my provision go I am glad I Have mist the woman Piso Have you put a whore upon me Lel. By heaven you do me wrong I have a heart As pure as any womans and I mean To keep it so for ever Fa. There is no starting now Son if you offer 't I can compel you her estate is great But all made o're to me before this match Yet if you use her kindly as I swear I think she will deserve you shall enjoy it During your life all save some slender piece I will reserve for my own maintenance And if God bless you with a child by her It shall have all Piso So I may have the means I do not much care what the woman is Come my sweet heart as long as I shall find Thy kisses sweet and thy means plentifull Let people talk their tongues out Lel. They may talk Of what is past but all that is to come Shall be without occasions Jul. Shall we not make Piso and Lodowick friends Jac. Hang 'em they dare not be Enemies or if they be The danger is not great welcom Frederick Enter Frederick Fred. First joy unto you all and next I think We shall have wars Jac. Give me some wine I 'le drink to that Fab. I 'le pledge Fran. But I shall lose you then Jac. Not a whit wench I 'le teach thee presently to be a Souldier Fred. Fabritio's command and yours are both restor'd Jac. Bring me four glasses then Fab. Where are they Ang. You shall not drink 'em here 't is supper time And from my house no creature here shall stir These three dayes mirth shall flow as well as wine Fa. Content within I 'le tell you more at large How much I am bound to all but most to you Whose undeserved liberality Must not escape thus unrequited Jac. 'T is happiness to me I did so well Of every noble action the intent Is to give worth reward vice punishment Exeunt Om. Prologue TO please you with this Play we fear will be So does the Author too a mystery Somewhat above our Art For all mens eyes Ears faiths and judgements are not of one size For to say truth and not to flatter ye This is nor Comedy nor Tragedy Nor History nor any thing that may Yet in a week be made a perfect Play Yet those that love to laugh and those that think Twelve pence goes farther this way than in drink Or Damsels if they mark the matter through May stumble on a foolish toy or two Will make 'em shew their teeth pray for my sake That likely am your first man do not take A distaste before you feel it for ye may When this is hist to ashes have a Play And here to out-hiss this be patient then My honour done y' are welcom Gentlemen Epilogue IF you mislike as you shall ever be Your own free Judges this Play utterly For your own Nobleness yet do not hiss But as you go by say it was amiss And we will mend Chide us but let it be Never in cold blood O' my honesty If I have any this I 'le say for all Our meaning was to please you still and shall THE PROPHETESS A Tragical History Persons Represented in the Play Charinus Emperour of Rome Cosroe King of Persia Diocles of a private Souldier elected Co-Emperour Maximinian Nephew to Diocles and Emperour by his donation Volutius Aper Murtherer of Numerianus the late Emperour Niger a noble Souldier Servant to the Emperour Camurius a Captain and Creature of Aper's Persian Lords Senators Souldiers Guard Suitors Ambassadors Lictors Flamen Attendants Shepherd Country-men Geta a Jester Servant to Diocles a merry Knave WOMEN Aurelia Sister to Charinus Cassana Sister to Cosroe a Captive waiting on Aurelia Delphia a Prophetess Drusilla Niece to Delphia in love with Diocles. The Scene Rome The principal Actors were John Lowin Robert Benfield John Shanke Richard Sharpe Joseph Taylor Nicholas Toolie George Birch Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Charinus Aurelia Niger Cha. YOU buz into my head strange likelihoods And fill me full of doubts but what proofs Niger What certainties that my most noble Brother Came to his end by murther Tell me that Assure me by some circumstance Niger I will Sir And as I tell you truth so the gods prosper me I have often nam'd this Aper
'as lost me And I him let him now stand fast Come hither My care is now on you Max. O blessed Mother Del. Stand still and let me work So now Maximinian Go and appear in Court and eye Aurelia Believe what I have done concerns ye highly Stand in her view make your addresses to her She is the Stair of honour I 'le say no more But Fortune is your servant go Max. With reverence All this as holy truths Exit Del. Believe and prosper Dru. Yet all this cures not me but as much credit As much belief from Dioclesian Enter Geta Lictors and Suitors with Petitions Del. Be not dejected I have warn'd ye often The proudest thoughts he has I 'le humble Who 's this O 't is the fool and knave grown a grave Officer Here 's hot and high preferment Get. What 's your Bill For Gravel for the Appian way and Pills Is the way rheumatick 1 Suitor 'T is Piles and 't please you Get. Remove me those Piles to Port Esquiline Fitter the place my friend you shall be paid 1 Suit I thank your worship Get. Thank me when ye have it Thank me another way ye are an Asse else I know my office you are for the streets Sir Lord how ye throng that knave has eaten Garlick Whip him and bring him back 3 Suitor I beseech your Worship Here 's an old reckoning for the dung and dirt Sir Get. It stinks like thee away Yet let him tarry His Bill shall quit his Breath Give your Petitions In seemly sort and keep your hat off decently For scowring the water-courses thorow the Cities A fine periphrasis of a kennel-raker Did ye scour all my friend ye had some business Who shall scour you you are to be paid I take it When Surgeons swear you have perform'd your office 4 Suit Your Worship 's merry Get. We must be sometimes wittie To nick a knave 't is as useful as our gravitie I 'le take no more Petitions I am pester'd Give me some rest 4 Suit I have brought the gold and 't please ye About the Place ye promised Get. See him enter'd How does your Daughter 4 Suit Better your worship thinks of her Get. This is with the least But let me see your Daughter 'T is a good forward maid I 'le joyn her with ye I do beseech ye leave me Lictor Ye see the Edile's busie Get. And look to your places or I 'le make ye smoke else Sirrah I drank a cup of wine at your house yesterday A good smart wine Lictor Send him the piece he likes it Get. And ate the best wild Boar at that same Farmers 2 Su. I have half left yet your worship shall command it Get. A bit will serve give me some rest gods help me How shall I labour when I am a Senator Del. 'T is a fit place indeed 'Save your Mastership Do you know us Sir Get. These women are still troublesom There be houses providing for such wretched women And some small Rents to set ye a spinning Dru. Sir We are no Spinsters nor if you look upon us So wretched as you take us Del. Does your Mightiness That is a great destroyer of your Memorie Yet understand our faces Get. 'Prethee keep off woman It is not fit I should know every creature Although I have been familiar with thee heretofore I must not know thee now my place neglects thee Yet because I daign a glimpse of your remembrances Give me your Suits and wait me a month hence Del. Our Suits are Sir to see the Emperour The Emperour Dioclesian to speak to him And not to wait on you We have told you all Sir Get. I laugh at your simplicitie poor women See the Emperour why you are deceiv'd now The Emperour appears but once in seven years And then he shines not on such weeds as you are Forward and keep your State and keep beggers from me Drus Here is a prettie youth Exeunt Enter Diocles. Del. He shall be prettie Or I will want my will since ye are so high Sir I 'le raise ye higher or my art shall fail me Stand close he comes Dio. How am I cross'd and tortur'd My most wish'd happiness my lovely Mistris That must make good my hopes and link my greatness Yet sever'd from mine arms Tell me high heaven How have I sinn'd that you should speak in thunder In horrid thunder when my heart was ready To leap into her breast the Priest was ready The joyful virgins and the young men ready When Hymen stood with all his flames about him Blessing the bed the house with full joy sweating And expectation like the Roman Eagle Took stand and call'd all eyes It was your honour And e're you give it full do you destroy it Or was there some dire Star some Devil that did it Some sad malignant Angel to mine honour With you I dare not rage Del. With me thou canst not Though it was I. Nay look not pale and frighted I 'le fright thee more With me thou canst not quarrel I rais'd the thunder to rebuke thy falshood Look here to her thy falshood Now be angry And be as great in evil as in Empire Dio. Bless me ye Powers Del. Thou hast full need of blessing 'T was I that at thy great Inauguration Hung in the air unseen 't was I that honour'd thee With various Musicks and sweet sounding airs 'T was I inspir'd the Souldiers heart with wonder And made him throw himself with love and duty Low at thy feet 't was I that fix'd him to thee But why did I all this To keep thy honestie Thy vow and faith that once forgot and slighted Aurelia in regard the Marriage ready The Priest and all the Ceremonies present 'T was I that thundred loud 't was I that threatned 'T was I that cast a dark face over heaven And smote ye all with terrour Dru. Yet consider As ye are noble as I have deserv'd ye For yet ye are free if neither faith nor promise The deeds of elder times may be remembred Let these new-dropping tears for I still love ye These hands held up to heaven Dio. I must not pity ye 'T is not wise in me Del. How not wise Dio. Nor honourable A Princess is my Love and doats upon me A fair and lovely Princess is my Mistris I am an Emperour consider Prophetess Now my embraces are for Queens and Princesses For Ladies of high mark for divine beauties To look so low as this cheap common sweetness Would speak me base my names and glories nothing I grant I made a vow what was I then As she is now of no sort hope made me promise But now I am to keep this vow were monstrous A madness and a low inglorious fondness Del. Take heed proud man Drus Princes may love with Titles But I with Truth Del. Take heed here stands thy destinie Thy Fate here follows Dio. Thou doating Sorceress Wouldst have me love this thing that is not worthy To
Where was the place Mer. I know not neither Ag. O Heaven Is this the happy time my hope to this come Leo. Neither the man nor circumstances The. His tongue Did you not hear his tongue no voice Mer. None none Sir All I know of him was his violence Ag. How came ye hither Sweet Mer. I know not neither The. A cunning piece of villany Mâ—r. All I remember Is only this Going to Vestas Temple To give the goddess my last Virgin prayers Near to that place I was suddainly surpriz'd By five or six disguis'd and from thence violently To my dishonour hal'd that Act perform'd Brought back but how or whether till I wak'd here The. This is so monstrous the gods cannot suffer it I have not read in all the villanies Committed by the most obdurate Rascals An act so tru y impious Leo. Would I knew him The. He must be known the Devil cannot hide him Qu. If all the Art I have or power can do it He shall be found and such a way of justice Inflicted on him A Lady wrong'd in my Court And this way rob'd and ruin'd The. Be contented Madam If he be above ground I will have him Ag. Fair virtuous Maid take comfort yet and flourish In my love flourish the stain was forc'd upon ye None of your wills nor yours rise and rise mine still And rise the same white sweet fair soul I lov'd ye Take me the same Mer. I kneel and thank ye Sir And I must say ye are truly honourable And dare confess my Will yet still a Virgin But so unfit and weak a Cabinet To keep your love and virtue in am I now That have been forc'd and broken lost my lustre I mean this body so corrupt a Volume For you to study goodness in and honor I shall intreat your Grace confer that happiness Upon a beauty sorrow never saw yet And when this grief shall kill me as it must do Only remember yet ye had such a Mistriss And if ye then dare shed a tear yet honour me Good Gentlemen express your pities to me In seeking out this villany and my last suit Is to your Grace that I may have your favour To live a poor recluse Nun with this Lady From Court and company till Heaven shall hear me And send me comfort or death end my misery Qu. Take your own Will my very heart bleeds for thee Ag. Farwell Merione since I have not thee I 'll wed thy goodness and thy memory Leo. And I her fair revenge The. Away let 's follow it For he is so rank i' th' wind we cannot miss him Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Crates and Conon Cra. Conon you are welcome home ye are wondrous welcome Is this your first arrival Co. Sir but now I reacht the Town Cra. Y' are once more welcome then Co. I thank ye noble Sir Cra. Pray ye do me the honor To make my poor house first Con. Pray Sir excuse me I have not seen mine own yet nor made happy These longing eyes with those I love there what 's this a Tavern Cra. It seems so by the outside Co. Step in here then And since it offers it self so freely to us A place made only for liberal entertainment Let 's seek no further but make use of this And after the Greek fashion to our friends Crown a round cup or two Enter Vintner and Drawer Cra. Your pleasure Sir Drawers who waits within Draw Anon anon Sir Vint. Look into the Lilly-pot why Mark there You are welcome Gentlemen heartily welcome My noble friend Cra. Let 's have good Wine mine Host And a fine private room Vint. Will ye be there Sir What is' t you 'll drink I 'll draw your Wine my self Quissions ye knaves why when Enter Drawer Draw Anon anon Sir Vint. Chios or Lebos Greek Cra. Your best and neatest Vint. I 'll draw ye that shall dance Cra. Away be quick then Exit Vintner Con. How does your Brother Sir my noble friend The good Euphanes in all my course of travel I met not with a Gentleman so furnish'd In gentleness and courtesie believe Sir So many friendly Offices I receiv'd from him So great and timely and enjoy'd his company In such an open and a liberal sweetness That when I dare forget him Cra. He 's in good health Sir But you will find him a much alter'd man Grown a great Courtier Sir Co. He 's worthy of it Cra. A man drawn up that leaves no print behind him Of what he was those goodnesses you speak of That have been in him those that you call freedoms Societies and sweetness look for now Sir You 'll find no shadows of them left no sound The very Air he has liv'd in alter'd now behold him And you shall see a thing walk by look big upon ye And cry for place I am the Queens give room there If you bow low may be he 'll touch the Bonnet Or sling a forced smile at ye for a favour Co. He is your brother Sir Cra. These forms put off Which travel and Court Holy-water sprinkle on him I dare accept and know him you 'll think it strange Sir That even to me to me his natural Brother And one by birth he owes a little honor too Enter Vintner with Wine But that 's all one come give me some Wine mine Host Here 's to your fair return Con. I wonder at it But sure he has found a nature not worth owning In this way else I know he is tender carried I thank ye Sir and now durst I presume For all you tell me of these alterations And stops in his sweet nature which till I find so I have known him now so long and look'd so through him You must give me leave to be a little faithless I say for all these if you please to venture I 'll lay the Wine we drink let me send for him Even I that am the poorest of his fellowship But by a Boy o th' house too let him have business Let him attend the Queen nay let his Mistriss Hold him betwixt her arms he shall come to me And shall drink with me too love me and heartily Like a true honest man bid me welcome home I am confident Cra. You will loose Con. You 'l stand to th'wager Cra. With all my heart Con. Go Boy and tell Euphanes Boy He 's now gone up the street Sir With a great train of Gallants Cra. What think you now Sir Con. Go and overtake him Commend my love unto him my name is Conon Tell him I am new arriv'd and where I am And would request to see him presently Ye see I use old dudgen phrase to draw him Cra. I 'll hang and quarter when you draw him hither Con. Away Boy Boy I am gone Sir Exit Con. Here 's to you now And you shall find his travel has not stopt him As you suppose nor alter'd any freedome But made him far more clear and excellent It draws the grosness
Take comfort gentle Madam you know well Even actual sins committed without will Are neither sins nor shame much more compell'd Your honor 's no whit less your Chastity No whit impair'd for fair Merione Is more a Virgin yet then all her Sex Alass 't is done why burne these Tapers now Wicked and frantick Creatures joy in night Leo. Imagine faire Merione had dream'd She had been ravish'd would she sit thus then Excruciate Mer. Oh. Bel. Fye fye how fond is this What reason for this surfeit of remorse How many that have done ill and proceed Women that take degrees in wantonness Commence and rise in rudiments of Lust That feel no scruple of this tenderness Mer. Pish Bel. Nor are you matchless in mishap even I Do bear an equal part of misery That love belov'd a man the Crown of men Whom I have friended and how raised 't is better That all do know and speak it than my self When he sail'd low I might have made him mine Now at his full gale it is questionable If ever I o're-take him Ag. Wherefore sits My Phebe shawdowed in a sable cloud Those pearly drops which thou let 's fall like beades Numbring on them thy vestal Orisons Alas are spent in vain I love thee still In mid'st of all these showres thou sweetlier sent'st Like a green Meadow on an April day In which the Sun and west-wind play together Striving to catch and drink the balmy drops Enter Euphanes and Servant Ser. The Lord Euphanes Madam Exit Mer. Ag. Poor Merione She loathes the light and men Exit Euph. The virtuous gods preserve my Mistriss Bel. O my most honor'd Lord those times are chang'd Euph. Let times and men change could Heaven change Should never change to be devoted ever Euphanes To fair Beliza should my load of honors Or any Grace which you were Author of Detract mine honor and diminish Grace The gods forbid you here behold your servant Your Creature gentle Lady whose sound sleeps You purchas'd for him whose food you paid for Whose garments were your charge whose first preferment You founded then what since the gracious Queen Hath or can rear is upon your free Land And you are Mistris of Bel. Mock me not gentle Lord You shine now in too high a sphear for me We are Plannets now disjoyn'd for ever yet Poor superstitious innocent that I am Give leave that I may lift my hands and love Not in Idolatry but perfect zeal For credit me I repent nothing I have done But were it to begin would do the same Euph. There are two Seas in Corinth and two Queens And but there not two such in the spacious Universe I came to tender you the man you have made And like a thankful stream to retribute All you my Ocean have enrich'd me with You told me once you 'ld marry me Bel. Another mock you were wont to play fair play You scorn poor helps he that is sure to win May slight mean hearts whose hand commands the Queen Euph. Let me be held the Knave through all the Stock When I do slight my Mistris you know well The gracious inclination of the Queen Who sent me leave this morning to proceed To marry as I saw convenience And a great gift of Jewels Three days hence The general sacrifice is done to Vesta And can you by then be accommodated Your servant shall wait on you to the Temple Bel. Till now I never felt a real joy indeed Euph. Here then I seal my duty here my love Till which vouchsafe to wear this Ring dear Mistris 'T was the Queens Token and shall celebrate Our Nuptialls Bel. Honour still raise and preserve My honor'd Lord as he preserves all honor Exit Euph. Enter Agenor Leonidas Merione Ag. Why shift you places thus Merione And will not lend a word Could'st thou so soon Leave sorrow as the place how blest were I But 't will not be grief is an impudent guest A follower every where a hanger on That words nor blows can drive away Leo. Dear Sister Bel. Who can be sad out with these Tragick Lights And let day repossess her natural howres Tear down these blacks cast ope ' the Casements wide That we may jocondly behold the Sun I did partake with sad Merione In all her mourning let her now rejoyce With glad Beliza for Euphanes is As full of love full of humility As when he wanted Mer. Oh that Leo. Help she faints Her grief has broke her heart Mer. No that that Ag. Mistris what point you at Her lamps are out yet still she extends her hand As if she saw something antipathous Unto her virtuous life Leo. Still still she points And her lips move but no articulate sound Breathes from 'em Sister speak what moves you thus Bel. Her spirits return Mer. Oh hide that fatal Ring Where had it you Beliza Bel. What hid fate Depends on it Euphanes gave it me As holy pledge of future Mariage Mer. Then is Euphanes the foul Ravisher Let me speak this and dye That dismal night Which seal'd my shame upon me was that Ring The partner of my rob'd virginity Leo. Euphanes Ag. Strange Bel. Impossible Mer. Impossible to have redress on him Chief servant to the Queen ha I have read Somewhere I am sure of such an injury Done to a Lady and how she durst dye Exit Ag. Oh follow her Beliza Bel. To assure her The unlikelihood of this Ag. Love hides all sins What 's to be done Leonidas Exit Leo. Why this Amazement takes up all my faculties The plagues of gods and men will muster all To avenge this tyranny Oh frontless man To dare do ill and hope to bear it thus First let 's implore then cure Ag. Who who can trust The gentle looks and words of two-fac'd man Like Corinths double torrent you and I Will rush upon the Land nor shall the Queen Defend this Villain in his villany Lusts violent flames can never be withstood Nor quench'd but with as violent streams of blood Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Crates Vncle Tutor and Onos Ono. THinks he to carry her and live Cra. It seems so And she will carry him the story says On. Well hum Have I for this thou fair but falsest fair Stretch'd this same simple leg over the Sea What though my bashfulness and tender years Durst ne're reveal my affection to thy teeth Deep love ne're tatles and say they loves bit The deeper dip'd the sweeter still is it Tut. Oh see the power of Love he speaks in ryme Cra. Oh love would make a dog howle in ryme Of all the Lovers yet I have heard or read This is the strangest but his Guardian And you his Tutor should inform him better Thinks he that love is answer'd by instinct Tut. He should make means For certain Sir his bashfulness undo's him For from his Cradle h 'had a shameful face Thus walks he night and day eats not a bit Nor sleeps one jot
drink Did I not find thee gaping like an Oyster For a new tide thy very thoughts lie bare Like a low ebb thy Soul that rid in Sack Lies moor'd for want of liquor Do but see Into thy self for by I do For all thy body 's chapt and crackt like timber For want of moisture what is' t thou wantst there Junius And if it be not drink Jun. You have too much on 't Pet. It may be a whore too say it be come meecher Thou shalt have both a pretty valiant fellow Die for a little lap and lechery No it shall ne'r be said in our Countrey Thou dy'dst o' th' Chin-cough Hear thou noble Roman The Son of her that loves a Soldier Hear what I promised for thee thus I said Lady I take thy Son to my companion Lady I love thy son thy Son loves War The war loves danger danger drink drink discipline Which is society and lechery These two beget Commanders fear not Lady Thy Son shall lead Jun. 'T is a strange thing Petillius That so ridiculous and loose a mirth Can master your affections Petil. Any mirth And any way of any subject Junius Is better than unmanly mustiness What harm 's in drink in a good wholsome wench I do beseech ye Sir what error yet It cannot out of my head handsomely But thou wouldst fain be drunk come no more fooling The General has new wine new come over Jun. He must have new acquaintance for it too For I will none I thank ye Pet. None I thank ye A short and touchie answer None I thank ye Ye do not scorn it do ye Jun. Gods defend Sir I owe him still more honor Pet. None I thank ye No company no drink no wench I thank ye Ye shall be worse intreated Sir Jun. Petillius As thou art honest leave me Pet. None I thank ye A modest and a decent resolution And well put on Yes I will leave ye Junius And leave ye to the boys that very shortly Shall all salute ye by your new sirname Of Junius None I thank ye I would starve now Hang drown despair deserve the forks lie open To all the dangerous passes of a wench bound to believe her tears and wed her aches E'r I would own thy follies I have found ye Your lays and out-leaps Junius haunts and lodges I have view'd ye and I have found ye by my skill To be a fool o' th' first head Junius And I will hunt ye ye are in love I know it Ye are an ass and all the Camp shall know it A peevish idle boy your Dame shall know it Enter Corporal Judas and four Soldiers Jud. A Bean a Princely diet a full Banquet To what we compass 1 Sold. Fight like Hogs for Acorns 2 Sold. Venture our lives for Pig-nuts Pet. What ail these Rascals 3 Sold. If this hold we are starv'd Jud. For my part friends Which is but twenty Beans a day a hard world For Officers and men of action And those so clipt by master Mouse and rotten For understand 'em French Beans where the fruits Are ripen'd like the people in old tubs For mine own part I say I am starv'd already Not worth another Bean consum'd to nothing Nothing but flesh and bones left miserable Now if this mustie provender can prick me To honourable matters of atchievment Gentlemen Why there 's the point 4 Sold. I 'll fight no more Petill. You 'll hang then A sovereign help for hunger Ye eating Rascals Whose gods are Beef and Brewis whose brave angers Do execution upon these and Chibbals Ye dogs heads i' th' porridge-pot you fight no more Does Rome depend upon your resolution For eating mouldy Pie-crust 3. Sold. Would we had it Jud. I may do service Captain Petill. In a Fish-market You Corporal Curry-Comb what will your fighting Profit the Common-wealth do you hope to triumph Or dare your vamping valour goodman Cobler Clap a new soul to th' Kingdom s'death ye dog-whelps You fight or not fight Jud. Captain Petill. Out ye flesh-flies Nothing but noise and nastiness Jud. Give us meat Whereby we may do Petill. Whereby hangs your valour Jud. Good bits afford good blows Petill. A good position How long is' t since thou eat'st last wipe thy mouth And then tell truth Jud. I have not eat to th' purpose Petill. To th' purpose what 's that half a Cow and Garlick Ye Rogues my company eat Turf and talk not Timber they can digest and fight upon 't Old matts and mud with spoons rare meats Your shooes slaves Dare ye cry out for hunger and those extant Suck your Sword-hilts ye slaves if ye be valiant Honor will make 'em march-pain to the purpose A grievous penance Dost thou see that Gentleman That melancholly Monsieur Jun. Pray ye Petillius Pet. He has not â—at these three weeks 2 Sold. ' Has drunk the more then 3 Sold. And that 's all one Petill. Nor drunk nor slept these two months Jud. Captain we do beseech you as poor Soldiers Men that have seen good days whose mortal stomachs May sometime feel afflictions Jun. This Petillius Is not so nobly done Petill. 'T is common profit Urge him to th' point he 'll find you out a food That needs no teeth nor stomach a strange furmity Will feed ye up as fat as hens i' th' foreheads And make ye fight like Fichocks to him Jud. Captain Jun. Do you long to have your throats cut Petill. See what metal It makes in him two meals more of this melancholly And there lies Caratach Jud. We do beseech ye 2 Sold. Humbly beseech your valour Jun. Am I only Become your sport Petillius Jud. But to render In way of general good in preservation Jun. Out of my thoughts ye slaves 4 Sold. Or rather pity 3 Sold. Your warlike remedy against the maw-worms Jud. Or notable receipt to live by nothing Petill. Out with your Table-books Jun. Is this true friendship And must my killing-griefs make others May-games Stand from my swords point slaves your poor starv'd spirits Can make me no oblations else O love Thou proudly blind destruction I would send thee Whole Hecatombs of hearts to bleed my sorrows Jud. Alas he lives by love Sir Exit Junius Pet. So he does Sir And cannot you do so too All my Company Are now in love ne'r think of meat nor talk Of what Provant is Aymees and Hearty hey-hoes Are Sallets fit for Soldiers Live by meat By larding up your bodies 't is lewd and lazie And shews ye meerly mortal dull and drives ye To fight like Camels with baskets at your noses Get ye in love ye can whore well enough That all the world knows fast ye into Famine Yet ye can crawl like Crabs to wenches handsomely Fall but in love now as ye see example And follow it but with all your thoughts probatum There 's so much charge sav'd and your hunger's ended Away I hear the General get ye in love all Drum afar off Up to the ears
death indeed Pen. It shall be sharp Sir Petill. Why Mithridates was an arrant asse To dye by poison if all Bosphorus Could lend him Swords your Sword must do the deed 'T is shame to dye choak'd fame to dye and bleed Pen. Thou hast confirmed me and my good Petillius Tell me no more I may live Petill. 'T was my Commission But now I see ye in a nobler way A way to make all even Pen. Fare-well Captain Be a good man and fight well be obedient Command thy self and then thy men Why shakest thou Petill. I do not Sir Pen. I would thou hadst Petillius I would find something to forsake the world with Worthy the man that dies a kind of earth-quake Through all stern valors but mine own Petill. I feel now A kind of trembling in me Pen. Keep it still As thou lov'st virtue keep it Petill. And brave Captain The graet and honoured Penyus Pen. That again O how it heightens me again Petillius Petill. Most excellent Commander Pen. Those were mine Mine only mine Petill. They are still Pen. Then to keep 'em For ever falling more have at ye heavens Ye everlasting powers I am yours The work 's done Kills himself That neither fire nor age nor melting envy Shall ever conquer Carry my last words To the great General kiss his hands and say My soul I give to heaven my fault to justice Which I have done upon my self my virtue If ever there was any in Poor Penyus Made more and happier light on him I faint And where there is a foe I wish him fortune I dye lye lightly on my ashes gentle earth Petill. And on my sin Farewell great Penyus Noise within The souldier is in fury Now I am glad 'T is done before he comes This way for me The way of toile for thee the way of honor Exit Enter Drusus and Regulus with Souldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. What will ye do Reg. Good soldiers honest soldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. Kill us first we command too Reg. Valiant Soldiers Consider but whose life ye seek O Drusus Bid him be gone he dies else Shall Rome say Ye most approved Souldiers her dear children Devoured the fathers of the fights shall rage And stubborn fury guide those swords to slaughter To slaughter of their own to civil ruine Dru. O let 'em in all 's done all 's ended Regulus Penyus has found his last eclipse Come Souldiers Come and behold your miseries come bravely Full of your mutinous and bloody angers And here bestow your darts O only Romane O father of the Wars Reg. Why stand ye stupid Where be your killing furies whose sword now Shall first be sheath'd in Penyus do ye weep Howl out ye wretches ye have cause howl ever Who shall now lead ye fortunate whose valor Preserve ye to the glory of your Countrey Who shall march out before ye coy'd and courted By all the Mistrisses of War care counsel Quick-ey'd experience and victory twin'd to him Who shall beget ye deeds beyond inheritance To speak your names and keep your honors living When children faill and time that takes all with him Build houses for ye to oblivion Dru. O ye poor desperate fools no more now souldiers Go home and hang your arms up let rust rot 'em And humble your stern valors to soft prayers For ye have sunk the frame of all your virtues The sun that warm'd your bloods is set for ever I 'll kiss thy honor'd cheek Farewell great Penyus Thou thunder-bolt farewell Take up the body To morrow morning to the Camp convey it There to receive due Ceremonies That eye That blinds himself with weeping gets most glory Exeunt with a dead march Scaena Quarta Enter Swetonius Junius Decius Demetrius Curius and Souldiers Bonduca two Daughters and Nennius above Drum and Colours Swet. Bring up the Catapults and shake the wall We will not be out out-brav'd thus Nen. Shake the earth Ye cannot shake our souls Bring up your Rams And with their armed heads make the Fort totter Ye do but rock us into death Exit Nennius Jun. See Sir See the Icenian Queen in all her glory From the strong battlements proudly appearing As if she meant to give us lashes Dec. Yeild Queen Bond. I am unacquainted with that language Roman Swet. Yield honour'd Lady and expect our mercy Exit Decius We love thy nobleness Bond. I thank ye ye say well But mercy and love are sins in Rome and hell Swet. Ye cannot scape our strength ye must yield Lady Ye must adore and fear the power of Rome â—ond If Rome be earthly why should any knee With bending adoration worship her She 's vitious and your partial selves confess Aspires the height of all impiety Therefore 't is fitter I should reverence The thatched houses where the Britains dwell In careless mirth where the blest houshold gods See nought but chast and simple purity 'T is not high power that makes a place divine Nor that the men from gods derive their line But sacred thoughts in holy bosoms stor'd Make people noble and the place ador'd Swet. Beat the wall deeper Bond. Beat it to the center We will not sink one thought Swet. I 'll make ye Bond. No. 2. Dau. O mother these are fearful hours speak gently Enter Petillius To these fierce men they will afford ye pitty Bond. Pitty thou fearful girl 't is for those wretches That misery makes tame Wouldst thou live less Wast not thou born a Princess Can my blood And thy brave fathers spirit suffer in thee So base a separation from thy self As mercy from these Tyrants Thou lov'st lust sure And long'st to prostitute thy youth and beauty To common slaves for bread Say they had mercy The divel a relenting conscience The lives of Kings rest in their Diadems Which to their bodies lively souls do give And ceasing to be Kings they cease to live Show such another fear and I 'll fling thee to their fury Swet. He is dead then Petill. I think so certainly yet all my means Sir Even to the hazzard of my life Swet. No more We must not seem to mourn here Enter Decius Dec. There 's a breach made Is it your will we charge Sir Swet. Once more mercy Mercy to all that yield Bond. I scorn to answer Speak to him girl and hear thy Sister 1. Dau. General Hear me and mark me well and look upon me Directly in my face my womans face Whose only beauty is the hate it bears ye See with thy narrowest eyes thy sharpest wishes Into my soul and see what there inhabits See if one fear one shadow of a terror One paleness dare appear but from my anger To lay hold on your mercies No ye fools Poor fortunes fools we were not born for triumphs To follow your gay sports and fill your slaves With hoots and acclamations Petill. Brave behaviour 1. Dau. The children of as great as Rome as noble Our names before
And stood at William's feet I have money and meat and drink before hand till to morrow at noon why should I be sad methinks I have halfe a dozen jovial spirits within me I am three merry men and three merry men To what end should any man be sad in this world give me a man that when he goes to hanging cries troul the black boul to me and a Woman that will sing a catch in her Travel I have seen a man come by my door with a serious face in a black cloak without a Hatband carrying his head as if he lookt for pins in the street I have lookt out of my window halfe a year after and have spied that mans head upon London Bridge 't is vile never trust a Tailor that does not sing at his work his mind is of nothing but filching Wife Mark this George 't is worth noting Godfrey my Tailor you know never sings and he had fourteen yards to make this Gown and I 'll be sworn Mistriss Penistone the Drapers Wife had one made with twelve Old Mer. 'T is mirth that fills the veins with blood More than Wine or Sleep or Food Let each man keep his heart at ease No man dies of that disease He that would his body keep From diseases must not weep But whoever laughs and sings Never his body brings Into Feavers Gouts or Rhumes Or lingringly his Lungs consumes Or meets with aches in the bone Or Catarrhs or griping Stone But contented lives for aye The more he laughs the more he may Wife Look George how sayst thou by this George is' t not a fine old man Now Gods blessing a thy sweet lips When wilt thou be so merry George Faith thou art the frowningst little thing when thou art angry in a Countrey Enter Merchant Cit. Peace Conny Thou shalt see him took down too I warrant thee here 's Luce's Father come now Old Mer. As you came from Walsingam from the Holy Land there met you not with my true love by the way as you came Mer. Oh Master Merry-thought my Daughter 's gone This mirth becomes you not my Daughter 's gone Old Mer. Why an if she be what care I Or let her come or go or tarry Merch. Mock not my misery it is your Son Whom I have made my own when all forsook him Has stoln my only joy my child away Old Mer. He set her on a milk white Steed and himself upon a gray He never turn'd his face again but he bore her quite away Merch. Unworthy of the kindness I have shewn To thee and thine too late I well perceive Thou art consenting to my Daughters loss Old Mer. Your Daughter what a-stirs here wi' y'r daughter Let her go think no more on her but sing loud If both my sons were on the gallows I would sing down down down they fall down and arise they never shall Merch. Oh might I behold her once again And she once more embrace her aged sire Old Mer. Fie how scurvily this goes and she once more embrace her aged sire you 'll make a dog on her will ye she cares much for her aged sire warrant you She cares not for her Daddy nor she cares not for her Mammy For she is she is she is my Lord of Low-gaves Lassie Merch. For this thy scorn I will pursue That son of thine to death Old Mer. Do and when you ha kill'd him Give him flowers i'now Palmer give him flowers i'now Give him red and white and blue green and yellow Merch. I 'll fetch my Daughter Old Mer. I 'll hear no more o' your Daughter it spoils my mirth Merch. I say I 'll fetch my Daughter Old Mer. Was never man for Ladies sake down down Tormented as I Sir Guy de derry down For Lucies sake that Lady bright down down As over men beheld with eye de derry down Merch. I 'll be reveng'd by heaven Wife How dost thou like this George Cit. Why this is well Cunnie but if Ralph were hot once thou shouldst see more Wife The Fidlers go again Husband Cit. I Nell but this is scurvy Musick I gave the whoreson gallows money and I think he has not got me the Waits of Southwark if I hear him not anan I 'll twinge him by the ears Your Musicians play Baloo Wife No good George let 's ha Lachrymae Cit. Why this is it Cunny Wife It 's all the better George now sweet Lamb what story is that painted upon the cloth the confutation of Saint Paul Cit. No Lamb that 's Ralph and Lucrece Wife Ralph and Lucrece which Ralph our Ralph Cit. No Mouse that was a Tartarian Wife A Tartarian well I wo'd the Fidlers had done that we might see our Ralph again Exeunt Musick Finis Act. Secund. Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Jasper and Luce. Jasp Come my dear though we have lost our way We have not lost our selves are you not weary With this nights wandring broken from your rest And frighted with the terror that attends The darkness of this wild unpeopled place Luce. No my best friend I cannot either fear Or entertain a weary thought whilst you The end of all my full desires stand by me Let them that lose their hopes and live to languish Amongst the number of forsaken Lovers Tell the long weary steps and number time Start at a shadow and shrink up their bloud Whilst I possest with all content and quiet Thus take my pretty love and thus embrace him Jasp You have caught me Luce so fast that whilst I live I shall become your faithful prisoner And wear these chains for ever Come sit down And rest your body too too delicate For these disturbances so will you sleep Come do not be more able than you are I know you are not skilful in these Watches For Women are no soldiers be not nice But take it sleep I say Luce. I cannot sleep Indeed I cannot friend Jasp Why then we 'll sing And try how that will work upon our sences Luce. I 'll sing or say or any thing but sleep Jasp Come little Mermaid rob me of my heart With that inchanting voice Luce. You mock me Jasper SONG Jasp Tell me dearest what is Love Luce. 'T is a lightning from above 'T is an Arrow 't is a Fire 'T is a Boy they call desire 'T is a smile Doth beguile Jasp The poor hearts of men that prove Tell me more are Women true Luce. Some Love change and so do you Jasp Are they fair and never kind Luce. Yes when men turn with the wind Jasp Are they froward Luce. Ever toward Those that love to love anew Jasp Dissemble it no more I see the God Of heavy sleep lay on his heavy Mace Upon your eye-lids Luce. I am very heavy Jasp Sleep sleep and quiet rest crown thy sweet thoughts Keep from her fair blood distempers startings Horrors and fearful shapes let all her dreams Be joys and chaste delights embraces wishes And such new
I live George Cit. Let me alone sweet-heart I have a trick in my head shall lodge him in the Arches for one year and make him sing Peccavi ' ere I leave him and yet he shall never know who hurt him neither Wife Do my good Geerge do Cit. What shall we have Rafe do now boy Boy You shall have what you will sir Cit. Why so sir go and fetch me him then and let the Sophy of Persia come and christen him a child Boy Believe me Sir that will not do so well 't is stale it has been had before at the Red Bull. Wife George let Rafe travell over great hills and let him be weary and come to the King of Cracovia's house covered with velvet and there let the Kings daughter stand in her window all in beaten gold combing her golden locks with a comb of Ivory and let her spye Rafe and fall in love with him and come down to him and carry him into her fathers house and then let Rafe talk with her Cit. Well said Nel it shall be so boy let 's ha 't done quickly Boy Sir if you will imagine all this to be done already you shall hear them talk together but we cannot present a house covered with black Velvet and a Lady in beaten gold Cit. Sir Boy le ts ha 't as you can then Boy Besides it will shew ill-favoredly to have a Grocers Prentice to court a Kings daughter Cit. Will it so Sir you are well read in Histories I pray you what was Sir Dagonet was not he Prentice to a Grocer in London read the Play of the Four Prentices of London where they toss their Pikes so I pray you fetch him in Sir fetch him in Boy It shall be done it is not our fault Gentlemen Exit Wife Now we shall see fine doings I warrant thee George O here they come how prettily the King of Cracovia's daughter is drest Enter Rafe and the Lady Squire and Dwarf Cit. I Nell it is the fashion of that Countrey I warrant thee Lady Welcome sir Knight unto my fathers Court. King of Moldavia unto me Pompiona His daughter dear but sure you do not like Your entertainment that will stay with us No longer but a night Raph. Damsell right fair I 'm on many sad adventures bound That call me forth into the Wilderness Besides my horses back in something gal'd Which will enforce me ride a sober pace But many thanks fair Lady be to you For using errant Knight with courtesie Lady But say brave Knight what is your name and birth Rafe My name is Rafe I am an Englishman As true as steel a hearty Englishman And Prentice to a Grocer in the Strand By deed indent of which I have one part But fortune calling me to follow Arms On me this holy Order I did take Of burning Pestle which in all mens eyes I bear confounding Ladies enemies Lady Oft have I heard of your brave Countrymen And fertile soil and store of wholosome food My father oft will tell me of a drink In England found and Nipitato call'd Which driveth all the sorrow from your hearts Rafe Lady 't is true you need not lay your lips To better Nipitato than there is Lady And of a wild-fowl he will often speak Which poudred beef and mustard called is For there have been great Wars 'twixt us and you But truely Rafe it was not long of me Tell me then Rafe could you contented be To wear a Ladies favor in your shield Rafe I am a Knight of Religious Order And will not wear a favor of a Ladies That trusts in Antichrist and false traditions Cit. Well said Rafe convert her if thou canst Rafe Besides I have a Lady of my own In merry England for whose virtuous sake I took these Arms and Susan is her name A Coblers maid in Milkstreet whom I vow Nere to forsake whilst life and Pestle last Lady Happy that Cobling Dame who ere she be That for her own dear Rafe hath gotten thee Unhappy I that nere shall see the day To see thee more that bear'st my heart away Rafe Lady farewell I must needs take my leave Lady Hard-hearted Rafe that Ladies dost deceive Cit. Hark thee Rafe there 's money for thee give something in the King of Cracovia's house be not beholding to him Rafe Lady before I go I must remember Your fathers Officers who truth to tell Have been about me very diligent Hold up thy snowy hand thou princely maid There 's twelvepence for your fathers Chamberlain And another shilling for his Cook For by my troth the Goose was rosted well And twelve pence for your fathers Horse-keeper For nointing my horse back and for his butter There is another shilling to the maid That washt my boot-hose there 's an English groat And twopence to the boy that wip't my boots And last fair Lady there is for your self Three pence to buy you pins at Bumbo Fair. Lady Full many thanks and I will keep them safe Till all the heads be off for thy sake Rafe Rafe Advance my Squire and Dwarf I cannot stay Lady Thou kil'st my heart in parting thus away Exeunt Wife I commend Rafe yet that he will not stoop to a Cracovian there 's properer women in London than any are there I-wis But here comes Master Humphrey and his love again now George Cit. I Cunny peace Enter Merchant Humphrey Luce and Boy Merc. Go get you up I will not be intreated And Gossip mine I 'll keep you sure hereafter From gadding out again with boys and unthrifts Come they are womens tears I know your fashion Go sirrah lock her in and keep the key Exit Luce and Boy Safe as your life Now my son Humphrey You may both rest assured of my love In this and reap your own desire Hum. I see this love you speak of through your daughter Although the hole be little and hereafter Will yield the like in all I may or can Fitting a Christian and a Gentleman Merc· I Do believe you my good son and thank you For 't were an impudence to think you flattered Hum. It were indeed but shall I tell you why I have been beaten twice about the lye Merc. Well son no more of complement my daughter Is yours again appoint the time and take her Wee 'll have no stealing for it I my self And some few of our friends will see you married Hum. I would you would i'faith for be it known I ever was afraid to lye alone Mer. Some three days hence then Hum. Three days let me see 'T is somewhat of the most yet I agree Because I mean against the pointed day To visit all my friends in new array Enter servant Ser. Sir there 's a Gentlewoman without would speak with your Worship Mer. What is she Ser. Sir I askt her not Mer. Bid her come in Enter Mistriss Merry-thought and Michael Mist mer. Peace be to your Worship I come as a poor Suitor to you Sir
in the behalf of this child Mer. Are you not wise to Merri-thought Mist mer. Yes truly would I had nere seen his eyes he has undone me and himself and his children and there he lives at home and sings and hoyts and revels among his drunken companions but I warrant you where to get a penny to put bread in his mouth he knows not And therefore if it like your Worship I would intreat your Letter to the honest Host of the Bell in Waltham that I may place my child under the protection of his Tapster in some setled course of life Mer I 'm glad the heavens have heard my prayers thy Husband When I was ripe in sorrows laught at me Thy son like an unthankful wretch I having Redeem'd him from his fall and made him mine To shew his love again first stole my daughter Then wrong'd this Gentleman and last of all Gave me that grief had almost brought me down Unto my grave had not a stronger hand Reliev'd my sorrows go and weep as I did And be unpittied for here I profess An everlasting hate to all thy name Mist mer. Will you so Sir how say you by that come Micke let him keep his wind to cool his Pottage we 'll go to thy Nurses Micke she knits silk stockings boy and we 'll knit too boy and be beholding to none of them all Exeunt Michael and Mother Enter a Boy with a Letter Boy Sir I take it you are the Master of this house Mer. How then boy Boy Then to your self Sir comes this Letter Mer. From whom my pretty boy Boy From him that was your servant but no more Shall that name ever be for he is dead Grief of your purchas'd anger broke his heart 〈◊〉 saw him dye and from his hand receiv'd This paper with a charge to bring it hither Read it and satisfie your self in all Merch. LETTER SIR that I have wronged your love I must confess in which I have purchast to my self besides mine own undoing the ill opinion of my friends let not your anger good Sir outlive me but suffer me to rest in peace with your forgiveness let my body if a dying man may so much prevail with you be brought to your daughter that she may know my hot flames are now buried and withall receive a testimony of the zeal I bore her vertue farewell for ever and be ever happy Jasper Gods hand is great in this I do forgive him Yet am I glad he 's quiet where I hope He will not bite again boy bring the body And let him have his will if that be all Boy 'T is here without Sir Mer. So Sir if you please You may conduct it in I do not fear it Hum. I 'll be your Usher boy for though I say it He ow'd me something once and well did pay it Exeunt Enter Luce alone Luce. If there be any punishment inflicted Upon the miserable more than yet I feell Let it together seize me and at once Press down my soul I cannot bear the pain Of these delaying tortures thou that art The end of all and the sweet rest of all Come come oh death bring me to thy peace And blot out all the memory I nourish Both of father and my cruel friend O wretch'd maid still living to be wretched To be a say to fortune in her changes And grow to number times and woes together How happy had I been if being born My grave had been my cradle Enter servant Ser. By your leave Young Mistris here 's a boy hath brought a Coffin What a would say I know not but your father Charg'd me to give you notice here they come Enter two bearing a Coffin Jasper in it Luce. For me I hope 't is come and 't is most welcome Boy Fair Mistriss let me not add greater grief To that great store you have already Jasper That whilst he liv'd was yours now dead And here inclos'd commanded me to bring His body hither and to crave a tear From those fair eyes though he deserve not pitty To deck his Funeral for so he bid me Tell her for whom he di'd Luce. He shall have many Exeunt Coffin-carrier and Boy Good friends depart a little whilst I take My leave of this dead man that once I lov'd Hold yet a little life and then I give thee To thy first heavenly being O my friend Hast thou deceiv'd me thus and got before me I shall not long be after but believe me Thou wert too cruel Jasper ' gainst thy self In punishing the fault I could have pardoned With so untimely death thou didst not wrong me But ever wer 't most kind most true most loving And I the most unkind most false most cruell Didst thou but ask a tear I 'll give thee all Even all my eyes can pour down all my sigh's And all my self before thou goest from me There are but sparing Rites But if thy soul Be yet about this place and can behold And see what I prepare to deck thee with It shall go up born on the wings of peace And satisfied first will I sing thy Dirge Then kiss thy pale lips and then dye my self And fill one Coffin and one grave together SONG Come you whose loves are dead And whilst I sing Weep and wring Every hand and every head Bind with Cipress and sad Ewe Ribbands black and Candles blue For him that was of men most true Come with heavy mourning And on his grave Let him have Sacrifice of sighs and groaning Let him have fair flowers enow White and purple green and yellow For him that was of men most true Thou fable cloth sad cover of my joys I lift thee up and thus I meet with death Jasp And thus you meet the living Luce. Save me Heaven Jasp Nay do not flye me fair I am no spirit Look better on me do you know me yet Luce. O thou dear shadow of my friend Jasp Dear substance I swear I am no shadow feel my hand It is the same it was I am your Jasper Your Jasper that 's yet living and yet loving Pardon my rash attempt my foolish proof I put in practice of your constancy For sooner should my sword have drunk my blood And set my soul at liberty than drawn The least drop from that body for which boldness Doom me to any thing if death I take it And willingly Luce. This death I 'll give you for it So now I am satisfied you are no spirit But my own truest truest truest friend Why do you come thus to me Jasp First to see you Then to convey you hence Luce. It cannot be For I am lockt up here and watcht at all hours That 't is impossible for me to scape Jasp Nothing more possible within this Coffin Do you convey your self let me alone I have the wits of twenty men about me Only I crave the shelter of your Closet A little and then fear me not creep in That they may
I I am his Ghost Whom thou hast injur'd for his constant love Fond worldly wretch who dost not understand In death that true hearts cannot parted be First know thy daughter is quite born away On wings on Angels through the liquid Ayre Too far out of thy reach and never more Shalt thou behold her face But she and I Will in another world enjoy our loves Where neither fathers anger poverty Nor any cross that troubles earthly men Shall make us sever our united hearts And never shalt thou sit or be alone In any place but I will visit thee With gastly looks and put into thy mind The great offences which thou didst to me When thou art at thy Table with thy friends Merry in heart and sild with swelling wine I 'll come in midst of all thy pride and mirth Invisible to all men but thy self And whisper such a sad tale in thine ear Shall make thee let the Cup fall from thy hand And stand as mute and pale as Death it self Merch. Forgive me Jasper Oh! what might I do Tell me to satisfie thy troubled Ghost Jasp There is no means too late thou thinkst on this Mer. But tell me what were best for me to do Jasp Repent thy deed and satisfie my father And beat fond Humphrey out of thy doors Exit Jasp Enter Humphrey Wife Look George his very Ghost would have folks beaten Hum. Father my bride is gone fair Mistris Luce My soul 's the font of vengeance mischiefs sluce Mer. Hence fool out of my sight with thy fond passion Thou hast undone me Hum. Hold my father dear For Luce thy daughters sake that had no peer Mer. Thy father fool there 's some blows more begon Jasper I hope thy Ghost be well appeased To see thy will perform'd now I 'll go To satisfie thy father for thy wrongs Exit Hum. What shall I do I have been beaten twice And Mistris Luce is gone help me device Since my true-love is gone I never more Whilst I do live upon the Skie will pore But in the dark will wear out my shoo-soles In passion in Saint Faiths Church under Pauls Exit Wife George call Rafe hither if you love me call Rafe hither I have the bravest thing for him to do George prethee call him quickly Cit. Rafe why Rafe boy Enter Rafe Rafe Here Sir Cit. Come hither Rafe come to thy Mistris Boy Wife Rafe I would have thee call all the youths together in battle-ray with Drums and Guns and flags and march to Mile-end in pompous fashion and there exhort your Souldiers to be merry and wise and to keep their beards from burning Rafe and then skirmish and let your flags fly and cry kill kill kill my husband shall lend you his Jerkin Rafe and there 's a Scarfe for the rest the house shall furnish you and we 'll pay for 't do it bravely Rafe and think before whom you perform and what person you represent Rafe I warrant you Mistress if I do it not for the honor of the City and the credit of my Master let me never hope for freedome Wife 'T is well spoken i'faith go thy waies thou art a spark indeed Cit. Ralph double your files bravely Ralph Ralph I warrant you Sir Exit Ralph Cit. Let him look narrowly to his service I shall take him else I was there my self a Pike-man once in the hottest of the day wench had my feather shot shaer away the fringe of my pike burnt off with powder my pate broken with a scouring-stick and yet I thank God I am here Drum within Wife Hark George the Drums Cit Ran tan tan tan ran tan Oh wench an thou hadst but seen little Ned of Aldgate drum Ned how he made it roar again and laid on like a tyrant and then struck softly till the Ward came up and then thundred again and together we go sa sa sa bounce quoth the Guns courage my hearts quoth the Captains Saint George quoth the pike-men and withal here they lay and there they lay And yet for all this I am here wench Wife Be thankful for it George for indeed 't is wonderful Enter Ralph and his company with Drums and Colours Ralph March fair my hearts Lieutenant beat the rear up Ancient let your Colours flie but have a great care of the Butchers hooks at White-Chappel they have been the death of many a fair Ancient Open your files that I may take a view both of your persons and munition Serjeant call a Muster Serg. A stand William Hamerton Pewterer Ham. Here Captain Ralph A Corslet and a Spanish Pike 't is well can you shake it with a terror Ham. I hope so Captain Ralph Charge upon me 't is with the weakest put more strength William Hamerton more strength as you were again proceed Serjeant Serj. George Green-goose Poulterer Green Here. Ralph Let me see your Peece neighbor Green-goose when was she shot in Green And like you master Captain I made a shot even now partly to scour her and partly for audacity Ralph It should seem so certainly for her breath is yet inflamed besides there is a main fault in the touch-hole it runs and stinketh and I tell you moreover and believe it Ten such touch-holes would breed the Pox in the Army Get you a Feather neighbor get you a Feather sweet Oil and Paper and your Peece may do well enough yet Where 's your Powder Green Here. Ralph What in a Paper As I am a Soldier and a Gentleman it craves a Martial Court you ought to die for 't Where 's your horn answer me to that Green An 't like you Sir I was oblivious Ralph It likes me not it should be so 't is a shame for you and a scandal to all our Neighbors being a man of worth and estimation to leave your horn behind you I am afraid 't will breed example But let me tell you no more on 't stand till I view you all What 's become o' th' nose of your flaske 1 Sold. Indeed law Captain 't was blown away with powder Ralph Put on a new one at the Cities Charge Where 's the stone of this Peece 2 Sold. The Drummer took it out to light Tobacco Ralph 'T is a fault my friend put it in again you want a Nose and you a Stone Serjeant take a note on 't for I mean to stop it in the pay Remove and march soft and fair Gentlemen soft and fair double and files as you were faces about Now you with the sodden face keep in there look to your Match sirrah it will be in your fellows flask anon So make a Crescent now advance your Pikes stand and give ear Gentlemen Countrey-men Friends and my fellow-Soldiers I have brought you this day from the Shop of Security and the Counters of Content to measure out in these furious fields Honor by the ell and Prowess by the pound Let it not O let it not I say be told hereafter the noble issue of
sitting I espi'd a lovely Dame Whose Master wrought with Lingell and with All And underground he vampied many a Boot Straight did her love prick forth me tender sprig To follow feats of Arms in warlike wise Through Waltham Desart where I did perform Many atchievements and did lay on ground Huge Barbaroso that insulting Giant And all his Captives soon set at liberty Then honor prickt me from my native soil Into Moldavia where I gain'd the love Of Pompiana his beloved Daughter But yet prov'd constant to the black thumm'd Maid Susan and scorn'd Pompianaes love Yet liberal I was and gave her pins And money for her Fathers Officers I then returned home and thrust my self In action and by all means chosen was The Lord of May where I did flourish it With Scarfs and Rings and Poesie in my hand Afrer this action I preferred was And chosen City-Captain at Mile-end With Hat and Feather and with leading staff And train'd my men and brought them all off clear Save one man that beraid him with the noise But all these things I Ralph did undertake Only for my beloved Susans sake Then coming home and sitting in my shop With Apron blew Death came unto my stall To cheapen Aquavitae but e'r I Could take the bottle down and fill a taste Death come and caught a pound of Pepper in his hand And sprinkled all my Face and Body o'r And in an instant vanished away Cit. 'T is a pretty fiction i'faith Ralph Then took I up my Bow and Shaft in hand And walkt in Moor-fields to cool my self But there grim cruel death met me again And shot this forked Arrow through my head And now I faint therefore be warn'd by me My fellows every one of forked heads Farewel all you good boys in merry London Ne'r shall we more upon Shrove-Tuesday meet And pluck down houses of iniquity My pain increaseth I shall never more Hold open whilst another pumps both legs Nor daub a Sattin Gown with rotten Eggs Set up a stake Oh never more I shall I die flie flie my soul to Grocers Hall oh oh oh c. Wife Well said Ralph do your obeysance to the Gentlemen and go your ways well said Ralph Exit Ralph Old Mer. Methinks all we thus kindly and unexpectedly reconciled should not part without a Song Merch. A good motion Old Mer. Strike up then SONG Better Musick ne'r was known Than a Quire of hearts in one Let each other that hath been Troubled with the gall or spleen Learn of us to keep his brow Smooth and plain as ours are now Sing though before the hour of dying He shall rise and then be crying Hey ho 'T is nought but mirth That keeps the bodie from the earth Exeunt omnes Epilogus Cit. Come Nell shall we go the Play 's done Wife Nay by my saith George I have more manners than so I 'll speak to these Gentlemen first I thank you all Gentlemen for your patience and countenance to Ralph a poor fatherless child and if I may see you at my house it should go hard but I would have a pottle of Wine and a Pipe of Tobacco for you for truly I hope you like the youth but I would be glad to know the truth I refer it to your own discretions whether you will applaud him or no for I will wink and whilst you shall do what you will I thank you with all my heart God give you good night come George Loves Pilgramage a Comedy The Persons Represented in the Play Governor of Barcellona Leonardo a noble Genoese Father to Mark Antonio Don Zanchio an old lame angry Soldier Father to Leocadia Alphonso a cholerick Don Father to Theodosia Philippo Son to Alphonso Lover of Leocadia Marc-Antonio Son to Leonardo Pedro a Gentleman and friend to Leonardo Rodorigo General of the Spanish Gallies Incubo Bailiff of Castel Bianco Diego Host of Ossuna Lazaro Hostler to Diego Host of Borcellona Bailiff of Barcellona Chirurgeons Soldiers Attendants Townsmen Attendants WOMEN Love-sick Ladies in pursuit of M. Anton. Theodosia Daugh. to Alphonso Leocadia Daugh. to Don Zanchio Eugenia Wife to the Governor of Barcellona Hostess Wife to Diego Hostess Wife to the Host of Barcellona The Scene Barcellona and the Road. Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Incubo the Bailiff Diego the Host Inc. SIgnior Don Diego and mine Host save thee Die I thank you Mr. Baily Inc. O the block Die Why how should I have answer'd Inc. Not with that Negligent rudeness But I kiss your hands Signior Don Incubo de Hambre and then My Titles Master Baily of Castle-blanco Thou ne'r wilt have the elegancy of an Host I sorrow for thee as my friend and Gossip No smoak nor steam out-breathing from the kitchen There 's little life i' th Hearth then Die I there there That is his friendship harkening for the spit And sorrow that he cannot smell the pot boil Inc. Strange An Inn should be so curst and not the sign Blasted nor withered very strange three days now And not an Egg eat in it nor an Onion Die I think they ha' strew'd the high-ways with caltraps I No horse dares pass 'em I did never know A week of so sad doings since I first Stood to my Sign-post Inc. Gossip I have found The root of all kneel it is thy self Art cause thereof each person is the Founder Of his own fortune good or bad but mend it Call for thy Cloak and Rapier Die How Inc. Do call And put 'em on in haste Alter thy fortune By appearing worthy of her Dost thou think Her good face e'r will know a man in cuerpo In single body thus in Hose and Doublet The horse-boys garb base blank and halfe blank cuerpo Did I or Mr Dean of Sivil our neighbor E'r reach our dignities in cuerpo think'st thou In squirting Hose and Doublet Signior no There went more to 't there were Cloaks Gowns Cassocks And other paramentos Call I say His Cloak and Rapier here Enter Hostess Host What means your Worship Inc. Bring forth thy Husbands Sword so hang it on And now his cloak here cast it up I mean Gossip to change your luck and brink you guests Host Why is there charm in this Inc. Expect now walk But not the pace of one that runs on errands For want of gravity in an Host is odious You may remember Gossip if you please Your Wife being then th' Infanta of the Gipsies And your self governing a great mans Mules then Me a poor Squire at Madrid attending A Master of Ceremonies But a man believe it That knew his place to the gold weight and such Have I heard him ought say ought every Host Within the Catholique Kings Dominions Be in his own house Die How Inc. A Master of Ceremonies At least Vice-Master and to do nought in cuerpo That was his Maxim I will tell thee of him He would not speak with an Ambassadors Cook See a cold bake-meat from a forreign part In cuerpo had
doubt Marc. If I can Sir Rod. Why should such plants as you are pleasure children That owe their blushing years to gentle objects Tenderly bred and brought up in all fulness Desire the stubborn wars Marc. In those 't is wonder That make their ease their god and not their honor But noble General my end is other Desire of knowledge Sir and hope of tying Discretion to my time which only shews me And not my years a man and makes that more Which we call handsome the rest is but Boys beauty And with the Boy consum'd Rod. Ye argue well Sir Mar. Nor do I wear my youth as they wear breeches For object but for use my strength for danger Which is the liberal part of man not dalliance The wars must be my Mistress Sir Rod. Oh Signior You 'll find her a rough wench Mar. When she is won once She 'll show the sweeter Sir Rod. You can be pleas'd though Sometimes to take a tamer Mar. 'T is a truth Sir So she be handsome and not ill condition'd Rod. A Soldier should not be so curious Marc. I can make shift with any for a heat Sir Rod. Nay there you wrong your youth too and however You are pleas'd to appear to me which shews well Signior A tougher soul than your few years can testifie Yet my young Sir out of mine own experience When my spring was I am able to confute ye And say y' had rather come to th' shock of eies And boldly march up to your Mistriss mouth Then to the Cannons Mar. That 's as their lading is Sir Rod. There be Trenches Fitter and warmer for your years and safer Than where the bullet plaies Mar. Ther 's it I doubt Sir Rod. You 'll easily find that faith But come be liberal What kind of Woman could you make best wars with Mar. They are all but heavy marches Rod. Fie Marckantonio Beauty in no more reverence Mar. In the Sex Sir I honor it and next to honor love it For there is only beauty and that sweetness That was first meant for modesty sever it And put it in one woman it appears not 'T is of too rare a nature she too gross To mingle with it Rod. This is a meer heresie Marc. Which makes 'em ever mending for that gloss That cozens us for beauty is but bravery An outward shew of things well set no more For heavenly beauty is as heaven it self Sir Too excellent for object and what is seen Is but the vail then airy clouds grant this It may be seen 't is but like stars in twinklings Rod. 'T was no small study in their Libraries Brought you to this experience But what think ye Of that fair red and white which we call Beauty Mar. Why 't is our creature Sir we give it 'em Because we like those colours else 't is certain A blew face with a motley nose would do it And be as great a beauty so we lov'd it That we cannot give which is only beauty Is a fair Mind Rod. By this rule all our choices Are to no ends Marc. Except the dull end Doing Rod. Then all to you seem equal Marc. Very true Sir And that makes equal dealing I love any That 's worth love Rod. How long love ye Signior Marc. Till I have other business Rod. Do you never Love stedfastly one woman Mar. 'T is a toil Sir Like riding in one rode perpetually It offers no variety Rod. Right youth He must needs make a Soldier nor do you think One Woman can love one man Mar. Yes that may be Though it appear not often they are things ignorant And therefore apted to that superstition Of doting fondness yet of late years Signior That worlds well mended with 'em fewer are found now That love at lenghth and to the right mark all Stir now as as the time stirs fame and fashion Are ends they aim at now and to make that love That wiser ages held ambition They that cannot reach this may love by Index By every days surveying who best promises Who has done best who may do and who mended May come to do again who appear nearest Either in new stampt clothes or courtesies Done but from hand to mouth neither nor love they these things Longer than new are making nor that succession Beyond the next fair feather Take the City There they go to 't by gold weight no gain from 'em All they can work by fire and water to 'em Profit is all they point at if there be love 'T is shew'd ye by so dark a light to bear out The bracks and old stains in it that ye may purchase French Velvet better cheap all loves are endless Rod. Faith if you have a Mistriss would she heard you Mar. 'T were but the vent'ring of my place or swearing I meant it but for argument as Schoolmen Dispute high questions Rod. What a world is this When young men dare determine what those are Age and the best experience ne'r could aim at Marc. They were thick ey'd then Sir now the print is bigger And they may read their fortunes without spectacles Rod Did you ne'r love Mar. Faith yes once after supper And the sit held till midnight Rod. Hot or shaking Mar. To say true both Rod. How did ye rid it Mar. Thus Sir I laid my hand upon my heart and blest me And then said over certain charms I had learn'd Against mad dogs for love and they are all one Last thought upon a windmil and so slept And was well ever after Rod. A rare Physitian What would your practise gain ye Mar. The wars ended I mean to use my Art and have these fools Cut in the head like Cats to save the kingdom Another Inquisition Rod. So old a Soldier Out of the wars I never knew yet practised Mar. I shall mend every day but noble General Believe this but as this you nam'd discourses Rod. Oh ye are a cunning Gamester Mar. Mirths and toys To cosin time withal for o' my troth Sir I can love I think well too well enough And think as well of women as they are Pretty fantastick things some more regardful And some few worth a service I am so honest I wish 'em all in heaven and you know how hard Sir 'T will be to get in there with their great farthingals Rod. Well Marcantonio I would not loose thy company For the best Galley I command Marc. Faith General If these discourses please ye I shall fit ye Once every day Knock within Rod. Thou canst not please me better hark they call Below to dinner ye are my Cabbin guest My bosom 's so you please Sir Marc. Your poor Servant Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter second Host and his Wife Host Let 'em have meat enough Woman half a Hen There be old rotten Pilchards put 'em off too 'T is but a little new anointing of ' em And a strong onion that confounds the stink Host They call for more Sir Host Knock
my self take heed boy Jul. If you be he that have receiv'd these blessings And this the Lady love her honor her You cannot do too much to shew your gratitude Your greatest service will shew off too slender Vir. This is the Lady Lady of that bounty That wealth that noble name that all I spoke of The Prince Ascanio and my self the slaves Redeem'd brought home still guarded by her goodness And of our liberties you tast the sweetness Even you she has preserv'd too lengthen'd your lives Jul. And what reward do you purpose it must be a main one If love will do it we 'll all so love her serve her Vir. It must be my love Jul. Ha! Vir. Mine my only love My everlasting love Pand. How Vir. Pray have patience The recompence she ask'd and I have render'd Was to become her husband then I vowed it And since I have made it good Pand. Thou durst not Vir. Done Sir Jul. Be what you please his happiness yet stays with me You have been mine oh my unhappy fortune Pand. Nay break and dye Jul. It cannot yet I must live Till I see this man blest in his new love And then Pand. What hast thou done thou base one tell me Thou barren thing of honesty and honor What hast thou wrought Is not this she look on her Look on her with the eyes of gratitude And wipe thy false tears off Is not this she That three times on the Rack to guard thy safety When thou stood'st lost and naked to the Tyrant Thy aged Father here that shames to know thee Ingag'd i th' jaws of danger was not this she That then gave up her body to the torture That tender body that the wind sings through And three times when her sinews crack'd and tortur'd The beauties of her body turn'd to ruines Even then within her patient heart she lock'd thee Then hid thee from the Tyrant then preserv'd thee And canst thou be that slave Martia This was but duty She did it for her Husband and she ought it She has had the pleasure of him many an hour And if one minutes pain cannot be suffer'd Mine was above all these a nobler venter I speak it boldly for I lost a Father He has one still I left my friends he has many Expos'd my life and honor to a cruelty That if it had seiz'd on me racks and tortures Alas they are Triumphs to it and had it hit For this mans love it should have shewed a triumph Twise lost I freed him Rossana lost before him His fortunes with him and his friends behind him Twise was I rack'd my self for his deliverance In honor first and name which was a torture The hang-man never heard of next at Sea In our escape where the proud waves took pleasure To toss my little Boat up like a bubble Then like a meteor in the ayr he hung Then catch'd and flung him in the depth of darkness The Cannon from my incensed Fathers Ship Ringing our Knell and still as we peep'd upward Beating the raging surge with fire and Bullet And I stood fixt for this mans sake and scorn'd it Compare but this Vir. 'T is too true O my fortune That I must equally be bound to either Jul. You have the better and the nobler Lady And now I am forc'd a lover of her goodness And so far have you wrought for his deliverance That is my Lord so lovingly and nobly That now methinks I stagger in my Title But how with honesty for I am a poor Lady In all my dutious service but your shadow Yet would be just how with fair fame and credit I may go off I would not be a strumpet O my dear Sir you know Vir. O truth thou knowest too Jul. Nor have the world suspect I fell to mischief Law Take you no care for that here 's that has done it A fair divorce 't is honest too Pand. The devil Honest to put her off Law Most honest Sir And in this point most strong Pand. The cause the cause Sir Law A just cause too Pand. As any is in hell Lawyer Law For barrenness she never brought him children Pand. Why art thou not divorc'd thou canst not get 'em Thy neighbors thy rank neighbors O base jugling Is she not young Jul. Women at more years Sir Have met that blessing 't is in heavens high power Law You never can have any Pand. Why quick Lawyer My Philosophical Lawyer Law The Rack has spoil'd her The distentions of those parts hath stopt all fruitfulness Pand. O I could curse Jul. And am I grown so miserable That mine own pitty must make me wretched No cause against me but my love and duty Farewell Sir like obedience thus I leave you My long farewell I do not grudge I grive Sir And if that be offensive I can dye And then you are fairly free good Lady love him You have a noble and an honest Gentleman I ever found him so the world has spoke him And let it be your part still to deserve him Love him no less than I have done and serve him And heaven shall bless you you shall bless my ashes I give you up the house the name of wife Honor and all respect I borrowed from him And to my grave I turn one farewell more Nothing divide your Loves not want of Children Which I shall pray against and make you fruitful Grow like two equal flames rise high and glorious And in your honor'd age burn out together To all I know farewell Ronver. Be not so griev'd Lady A nobler fortune Jul. Away thou parasite Disturb not my sad thoughts I hate thy greatness Ron. I hate not you I am glad she 's off these hinges Come let 's pursue Ex. Ronvere and Law Pand. If I had breath to curse thee Or could my great heart utter farewell villain Thy house nor face agen Exit Pand. Mar. Let 'em all go And now let us rejoyce now freely take me And now embrace me Virolet give the rites Of a brave Husband to his love Vir. I 'll take my leave too Mar. How take your leave too Vir. The house is furnish'd for you You are Mistress may command Mar. Will you to bed Sir Vir. As soon to hell to any thing I hate most You must excuse me I have kept my word You are my Wife you now enjoy my fortune Which I have done to recompence your bounty But to yield up those chast delights and pleasures Which are not mine but my first vowes Mar. You jeast Vir. You will not find it so to give you those I have divorc'd and lost with Juliana And all fires of that nature Mar. Are you a Husband Vir. To question hers and satisfie your flames That held an equal beauty equal bounty Good heaven forgive no no the strict forbearance Of all those joys like a full sacrifice I offer to the sufferings of my first love Honor and wealth attendance state all duty Shall wait upon
purity of snow The soft wind drives whiteness of innocence Or any thing that bears Celestial paleness She appear'd o' th' sodain Didst thou not see her tears When she intreated O thou Reprobate Didst thou not see those orient tears flow'd from her The little Worlds of Love A set Martine Of such sanctified Beads and a holy heart to love I could live ever a Religious Hermite Mer. I do believe a little and yet methinks She was of the lowest stature Ant. A rich Diamond Set neat and deep Natures chief Art Martine Is to reserve her Models curious Not cumbersome and great and such an one For fear she should exceed upon her matter Has she fram'd this Oh 't is a spark of beauty And where they appear so excellent in little They will but flame in great Extention spoils 'em Martine learn this the narrower that our eyes Keep way unto our object still the sweeter That comes unto us Great bodies are like Countries Discovering still toyl and no pleasure finds ' em Mar. A rare Cosmographer for a small Island Now I believe she is handsome Ant. Believe heartily Let thy belief though long a coming save thee Mar. She was certain fair Ant. But heark ye friend Martine Do not believe your self too far before me For then you may wrong me Sir Mar. Who bid ye teach me Do you show me meat and stitch my lips Antonio Is that fair play Ant. Now if thou shouldst abuse me And yet I know thee for an errant wencher A most immoderate thing thou canst not love long Mar. A little serves my turn I fly at all games But I believe Ant. How if we never see her more She is our enemy Mar. Why are you jealous then As far as I conceive she hates our whole House Ant. Yet good Martine Mar. Come come I have mercy on ye You shall enjoy her in your dream Antonio And I 'll not hinder though now I perswade my self Enter Aminta with a Letter Ant. Sit with perswasion down and you deal honestly I will look better on her Mar. Stay who 's this Friend Ant. Is' t not the other Gentlewoman Mar. Yes a Letter She brings to challenge sure if she do Antonio I hope she 'll be a Second too I am for her Am. A good hour Gentlemen Ant. You are welcome Lady 'T is like our late rude passage has powr'd on us Some reprehension Am. No I bring no anger Though some deserv'd it Ant. Sure we were all to blame Lady But for my part in all humility And with no little shame I ask your pardons Indeed I wear no sword to fright sweet beauties Am. You have it and this Letter pray ye Sir view it And my Commission 's done Mar. Have ye none for me Lady Am. Not at this time Mar. I am sorry for 't I can read too Am. I am glad but Sir to keep you in your exercise You may chance meet with one ill written Mar. Thank ye So it be a womans I can pick the meaning For likely they have but one end Am. You say true Sir Exit Ant. Martine my wishes are come home and loaden Loaden with brave return most happy happy I am a blessed man where 's the Gentlewoman Mar. Gone the spirit 's gone what news Ant. 'T is from the Lady From her we saw from that same miracle I know her name now read but these three lines Read with devotion friend the lines are holy Martine reads I dare not chide ye in my Letter Sir 'T will be too gentle If you please to look me In the West-street and find a fair Stone window Carved with white Cupids there I 'll entertain ye Night and discretion guide ye Call me Ismena Ant. Give it me again Come come fly fly I am all fire Mar. There may be danger Ant. So there is to drink When men are thirsty to eat hastily When we are hungry so there is in sleep Friend Obstructions then may rise and smother us We may dye laughing choak'd even at devotions An Apoplexie or a sodain Palsey May strike us down Mar. May be a train to catch ye Ant. Then I am caught and let Love answer for it 'T is not my folly but his infamy And if he be ador'd and dare do vild things Mar. Well I will go Ant. She is a Lady Sir A Maid I think and where that holy spell Is flung about me I ne're fear a villany 'T is almost night away friend Mar. I am ready I think I know the house too Ant. Then are we happy Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Ismena and Aminta Ism Did you meet him Am. Yes Ism And did you give my Letter Am. To what end went I Ism Are ye sure it was he Was it that Gentleman Am. Do you think I was blind I went to seek no Carrier nor no Midwife Is What kind of man was he thou mayst be deceiv'd Friend Am. A man with a nose on 's face I think he had eyes too And hands for sure he took it Ism What an answer Am. What questions are these to one that 's hot and troubled Do you think me a Babe am I not able Cosin At my years and discretion to deliver A Letter handsomely Is that such a hard thing Why every Wafer-woman will undertake it A Sempsters girl or a Tailors wife will not miss it A Puritan Hostess Cosin would scorn these questions My legs are weary Ism I 'll make 'em well again Am. Are they at supper Ism Yes and I am not well Nor desire no company look out 't is darkish Am. I see nothing yet assure your self Ismena If he be a man he will not miss Ism It may be he is modest And that may pull him back from seeing me Or has made some wild construction of my easiness I blush to think what I writ Am. What should ye blush at Blush when you act your thoughts not when you write 'em Blush soft between a pair of sheets sweet Cosin Though he be a curious carried Gentleman I cannot think He 's so unnatural to leave a woman A young a noble and a beauteous woman Leave her in her desires Men of this age Are rather prone to come before they are sent for Hark I hear something up to th' Chamber Cosin You may spoil all else Enter Antonio and Martine Ism Let me see they are Gentlemen It may be they Am. They are they get ye up And like a Land-star draw him Ism I am shame-fac'd Exit Ant. This is the street Mar. I am looking for the house Close close pray ye close here Ant. No this is a Merchants I know the man well Mar. And this a Pothecaries I have lain here many times For a looseness in my hilts Amt. Have ye not past it Mar. No sure There is no house of mark that we have scaped yet Ant. What place is this Mar. Speak softer ' may be spies If any this a goodly window too Carv'd far above that I perceive
tongue out if you tell those tales Hark hark these Toaters tell us the King 's coming Get you gone I 'll see if I can find him Exeunt Enter Lisauro Tersa Pedro and Moncado Lis Does the King remove to day Ter. So saies the Harbengers And keeps his way on to Valentia There ends the progress Ped. He hunts this morning Gentlemen And dines i' th' fields the Court is all in readiness Lis Pedro did you send for this Tailor or you Moncado This light French Demi-launce that follows us Ped. No I assure ye on my word I am guiltless I owe him too much to be inward with him Mon. I am not quit I am sure there is a reckoning Of some four scarlet cloaks and two lac'd suits Hangs on the sile still like a fearful Comet Makes me keep off Lis I am in too Gentlemen I thank his faith for a matter of three hundred Ter. And I for two what a devil makes he this way I do not love to see my sins before me Ped. 'T is the vacation and these things break out To see the Court and glory in their debtors Ter. What do you call him for I never love To remember their names that I owe money to 'T is not gentile I shun 'em like the plague ever Lis His name's Vertigo hold your heads and wonder A French-man and a founder of new Fashions The revolutions of all shapes and habits Run madding through his brains Enter Vertigo Monc. He is very brave Lis The shreds of what he steals from us believe it Makes him a mighty man he comes have at ye Ver. Save ye together my sweet Gentlemen I have been looking Ter. Not for Money Sir You know the hard time Ver. Pardon me sweet Signior Good faith the least thought in my heart your love Gentlemen Your love 's enough for me Money hang money Let me preserve your love Lis Yes marry shall ye And we our credit you would see the Court Mon. He shall see every place Ver. Shall I i'faith Gentlemen Ped. The Cellar and the Buttry and the Kitchin The Pastry and the Pantry Ter. I and taste too Of every Office and be free of all too That he may say when he comes home in glory Ver. And I will say i'faith and say it openly And say it home too Shall I see the King also Lis Shalt see him every day shalt see the Ladies In their French clothes shalt ride a hunting with him Shalt have a Mistriss too we must fool handsomely To keep him in belief we honor him He may call on us else Ped. A pox upon him Let him call at home in 's own house for salt butter Ver. And when the King puts on a new suit Ter. Thou shalt see it first And defect his doublets that thou maist be perfect Ver. The Wardrobe I would fain view Gentlemen Fain come to see the Wardrobe Lis Thou shalt see it And see the secret of it dive into it Sleep in the Wardrobe and have Revelations Of fashions five years hence Ver. Ye honor me Ye infinitely honor me Ter. Any thing i' th' Court Sir Or within the compass of a Courtier Ver. My wife shall give ye thanks Ter. You shall see any thing The privatest place the stool and where 't is emptied Ver. Ye make me blush ye pour your bounties Gentlemen In such abundance Lis I will shew thee presently The order that the King keeps when he comes To open view that thou may'st tell thy neighbors Over a shoulder of mutton thou hast seen something Nay thou shalt present the King for this time Ver. Nay I pray Sir Lis That thou maist know what State there does belong to it Stand there I say and put on a sad countenance Mingled with height be cover'd and reserved Move like the Sun by soft degrees and glorious Into your order Gentlemen uncover'd The King appears We 'll sport with you a while Sir I am sure you are merry with us all the year long Tailor Move softer still keep in that fencing leg Monsieur Turn to no side Enter Franio out of breath Ter. What 's this that appears to him Lis ' Has a petition and he looks most lamentably Mistake him and we are made Fra. This is the King sure The glorious King I know him by his gay clothes Lis Now bear your self that you may say hereafter Fra. I have recover'd breath I 'll speak unto him presently May it please your gracious Majesty to consider A poor mans case Ver. What 's your Will Sir Lis You must accept and read it Ter. The Tailor will run mad upon my life for 't Ped. How he mumps and bridles he will ne'r cut clothes again Ver. And what 's your grief Mon. He speaks i' th' nose like his goose Fra. I pray you read there I am abus'd and frumpt Sir By a great man that may do ill by authority Poor honest men are hang'd for doing less Sir My child is stolen the Count Otrante stole her A pretty child she is although I say it A handsome Mother he means to make a whore of her A silken whore his knaves have filch'd her from me He keeps lewd knaves that do him beastly offices I kneel for Justice Shall I have it Sir Enter King Philippo and Lords Phil. What Pageant 's this Lis The King Tailor stand off here ends your aparition Miller turn round and there address your paper There there 's the King indeed Fra. May it please your Majesty Phil. Why didst thou kneel to that fellow Fra. In good faith Sir I thought he had been a King he was so gallant There 's none here wears such gold Phil. So foolishly You have golden business sure because I am homely Clad in no glitt'ring suit I am not look'd on Ye fools that wear gay cloaths love to gap'd at What are you better when your end calls on you Will gold preserve ye from the grave or jewels Get golden Minds and fling away your Trappings Unto your bodies minister warm raiments Wholsome and good glitter within and spare not Let my Gourt have rich souls their suits I weigh not And what are you that took such State upon ye Are ye a Prince Lis The Prince of Tailors Sir We owe some money to him and 't like your Majesty Phil. If it like him would ye ow'd more be modester And you less saucy Sir and leave this place Your Pressing-iron will make no perfect Courtier Goe stitch at home and cozen your poor neighbors Show such another pride I 'll have ye whipt for 't And get worse clothes these but proclaim your fellony And what 's your Paper Fra. I beseech you read it Phil. What 's here the Count Otrante task'd for a base villany For stealing of a maid Lord. The Count Otrante Is not the fellow mad Sir Fra No no my Lord I am in my wits I am a labouring man And we have seldome leisure to run mad We have other business to employ
came home In a fair hour I hope Enter Aminta Ism From whence Sir Am. Sir there 's a Gentlewoman without desires to speak with you Ant. They were pretty homely toyes but your presence Made them illustrious Ism My Cosen speaks to you Am. A Gentlewoman Sir Isabella She names her self Mar. So so it hits finely now Ant. Name your self how you please speak what you please I 'll hear you cheerfully Ism You are not well Request her in she may have more acquaintance With his passions and better cure for 'em Am. She 's nice in that Madam poor soul it seems She 's fearful of your displeasure Ism I 'll quit her From that presently and bring her in my self Exit Mar. How carelesly do you behave your self When you should call all your best faculties To counsel in you how will you answer The breach you made with fair Ismenia Have you forgot the retrograde vow you took With her that now is come in evidence You 'll dye upon your shame you need no more Enemies of the house but the Lady now You shall have your dispatch Enter Ismenia like Juno Ant. Give me that face And I am satisfied upon whose shoulders So ere it grows Juno deliver us Out of this amazement Beseech you Goddess Tell us of our friends how does Ismenia And how does Isabella both in good health I hope as you your self are Ism I am at farthest In my counterfeit my Antonio I have matter against you may need pardon As I must crave of you Ant. Observe you Sir What evidence is come against me what think you The Hydra-headed Jury will say to 't Mar. 'T is I am fool'd My hopes are pour'd into the bottomless tubs 'T is labour for the house of Bellides I must not seem so yet but in sooth Lady Did you imagine your changeable face Hid you from me By this hand I knew you Ant. I went by the face and by these eyes I Might have been deceived Ism You might indeed Antonio For this Gentleman did vow to Isabella That he it was that lov'd Ismenia And not Antonio Mar. Good was not that A manifest confession that I knew you I else had been unjust unto my friend 'T was well remembred there I found you out And speak your conscience now Ant. But did he so protest Ism Yes I vow to you had Antonio Wedded Isabella Ismenia Had not been lost there had been her lover Ant. Why much good do you friend take her to you I crave but one here have I my wish full I am glad we shall be so near neighbors Mar. Take both Sir Juno to boot three parts in one S. Hilarie bless you now opportunity Beware to meet with falshood if thou canst Shun it my friends faith's turning from him Ism Might I not justly accuse Antonio For a love-wanderer you know no other But me for another and confess troth now Ant. Here was my guide where ere I find this face I am a Lover marry I must not miss This freckle then I have the number of 'em Nor this dimple nor a silk from this brow I carry the full Idea ever with me If nature can so punctually parallel I may be cozened Ism Well all this is even But now to perfect all our love must now Come to our Enemies hands where neither part Will ever give consent to 't Ant. Most certain For which reason it must not be put to 'em Have we not prevention in our own hands Shall I walk by the tree desire the fruit Yet be so nice to pull till I ask leave Of the churlish Gard'ner that will deny me Ism O Antonio Ant. 'T is manners to fall to When grace is said Ism That holy acts to come Mar. You may open an oyster or two before grace Ant. Are there not double vows as valuable And as well spoke as any Frier utters Heaven has heard all Ism Yes but stayes the blessing Till all dues be done heaven is not serv'd by halfs We shall have ne'r a fathers blessing here Let us not lose the better from above Ant. You take up weapons of unequal force It shows you cowardly heark in your ear Am. Have I lost all imployment Would this proffer Had been to me though I had paid it With a reasonable pennance Mar. Have I past All thy fore-lock Time I 'll stretch a long arm But I 'll catch hold again Do but look back Over thy shoulder and have a pull at thee Ism I hear you Sir nor can I hear too much While you speak well You know th'accustom'd place Of our night-parley if you can ascend The window shall receive you You may find there A corrupted Church-man to bid you welcome Ant. I would meet no other man Ism Aminta you hear this Am. With joy Madam ' cause it pleases you It may be mine own case another time Now you go the right way ask the Banes out Put it past father or friends to forbid it And then you 're sure Sir your Hymen Taper I 'll light up for you the window shall show you The way to Sestos Ant. I 'll venture drowning Mar. The simile holds not 't is hanging rather You must ascend your Castle by a Ladder To the foot I 'll bring you Ant. Leave me to climb it Mar. If I do turn you off Ant. Till night fare-well Then better Ism Best it should be But peevish hatred keeps back that degree Exeunt Mar. I never look'd so smooth as now I purpose And then beware Knave is at worst of knave When he smiles best and the most seems to save Exit Scaena Secunda Enter Julio Jul. My mind 's unquiet while Antonio My Nephew 's abroad my heart is not at home Only my fears stay with me bad company But I cannot shift 'em off This hatred Betwixt the house of Bellides and us Is not fair war 't is civil but uncivil We are near neighbors were of love as near Till a cross misconstruction 't was no more In conscience put us so far asunder I would 't were reconcil'd it has lasted Too many Sun-sets if grace might moderate Man should not lose so many days of peace To satisfie the anger of one minute I could repent it heartily I sent The knave to attend my Antonio too Yet he returns no comfort to me neither Enter Bustofa Bust No I must not Jul. Hah hee 's come Bust I must not 't will break his heart to hear it Jul. How there 's bad tidings I must obscure and hear it He will not tell me for breaking of my heart 'T is half split already Bust I have spi'd him Now to knock down a Doâ— with a lye a silly harmless lye 't will be valiantly done and nobly perhaps Jul. I cannot hear him now Bust Oh the bloody days that we live in the envious malitious deadly days that we draw breath in Jul. Now I hear too loud Bust The Children that ever shall be born may rue it for men
And hazardous exploits full sixteen years Have led as hand-maids Fortune Victory Whom the Maltezi call my servitors Tempests I have subdued and fought them calm Out-lighten'd lightning in my Chivalry Rid tame as patience billows that kick'd heaven Whistl'd enraged Boreas till his gusts Were grown so gentle that he seem'd to sigh Because he could not show the ayr my keel And yet I cannot conquer her bright eyes Which though they blaze both comfort and invite Neither by force nor fraud pass through her ear Whose guard is only blushing Innocence To take the least possession of her heart Did I attempt her with a thred-bare name-unapt with meritorious actions She might with colour dis-allow my suit But by the honor of this Christian cross In blood of Infidels so often dy'd Which mine own Soul and Sword hath fixed here And neither favor nor births priviledge Oriana shall confess although she be Valettas Sister our Grand-master here The wages of scorn'd Love is baneful hate And if I rule not her I 'le rule her fate Rocca my trusty Servant welcome Enter Rocca Rocca Sir I wish my news deserv'd it hapless I That being lov'd and trusted fail to bring The loving answer that you do expect Mount Why speak'st thou from me thy pleas'd eyes send forth Beams brighter than the star that ushers day Thy smiles restore sick expectation Roc. I bring you Sir her smiles not mine Mount Her smiles Why they are presents for Kings eldest Sons Great Solyman that wearies his hot eyes But to peruse his deck'd Seraglio When from the number of his Concubines He chooseth one for that night in his pride Of them wives wealth is not so rich as I In this one smile from Oriana sent Roc. Sir fare ye well Mount Oh Rocca thou art wise And woul'st not have the torrent of my joy Ruine me headlong aptly thou conceiv'st If one reviving smile can raise me thus What trances will the sweet words which thou bring'st Cast me into I selt my dearest friend No more my Servant when I imployed thee That knew'st to look and speak as Lovers should And carry faithfully thy Masters sighs That it must work some heat in her cold heart And all my labors now come fraughted home With ten fold prize Roc. Will you yet hear me Mount Yes But take heed gentle Rocca that thou do'st Tenderly by degrees assault mine ears With her consent now to embrace my love For thou well know'st I have been so plung'd so torn With her resolv'd reject and neglect That to report her soft acceptance now Will stupifie sense in me if not kill Why shew'st thou this distemper Roc. Draw your sword And when I with my breath have blasted you Kill me with it I bring you smiles of pitty not affection For such she sent Mount Oh! can she pitty me Of all the paths lead to a womans love Pitties the streightest Roc. Waken Sir and know That her contempt if you can name it so Continues still she bids you throw your Pearl Into strong streams and hope to turn them so Ere her too foul dishonor writ your plaints In rocks of Coral grow'n above the Sea Them hope to soften to compassion Or change their modest blush to love sick pale Ere work her to your impious requests All your loose thoughts she chides you home again But with such calm behaviour and mild looks She gentlier denies than others grant For just as others love so doth she hate She says that by your order you are bound From marrying ever and much marvels then You would thus violate her and your own faith That being the virgin you should now protect Hitherto she professes she has conceal'd Your lustful Batteries but the next she vowes In open Hall before the honor'd cross And her great Brother she will quite disclose Calling for justice to your utter shame Mount Hence find the Blackamore that waits upon her Bring her unto me she doth love me yet And I must her now at least seem to do Cupid thy brands that glow thus in my veins I will with blood extinguish ar't not gone Shall my desires like beggars wait at dore Whil'st any others revel in her breast Sweat on my spirits know thou trickt up toy My love 's a violent flood where art thou faln Playing with which tide thou 'dst been gently toss'd But crossing it thou art or'whelm'd and lost Enter Astorius and Castriot Cast Monsieur good day Ast Good morrow valiant Knight What are you for this great solemnity This morn intended Mount What solemnity Ast The investing of the Martial Spaniard Peter Gomera with our Christian Badge Cast And young Miranda the Italian Both which with wondrous prowess and great luck Have dar'd and done for Malta such high feats That not one Fort in it but rings their names As loud as any mans Mount As any mans Why we have fought for Malta Ast Yes Mountferrat No bold Knight ever past you but we wear The dignity of Christians on our breasts And have a long time triumph'd for our conquests These conquer'd a long time not triumph'd yet Mount Astorius you are a most indulgent Knight Detracting from your self to add to others You know this title is the period To all our labors the extremity Of that tall pyramid where honer hangs Which we with sweat and agony have reach'd And should not then so easily impart So bright a wreath to every cheap desert Cast How is this French man chang'd Astorius Some sullen discontent possesses him That makes him envy what he heretofore Did most ingeniously but emulate Mount Oh furious desire how like a whirl-wind Thou hurriest me beyond mine honors point Out of my heart base lust or heart I vow Those flames that heat me thus I 'll burn thee in Ast Do ' ye observe him Mount What news of the Dane That valiant Captain Norandine Cast He fights still In view o th' Town he playes the devil with 'em And they the Turks with him Mount They 'r well met then 't were sin to sever 'em Pish woman Memory Would one of ye would leave me Ast Six fresh Gallies I in St. Angelo from the promontory This morne descride making a Girdle for him But our great Master doth intend relief This present meeting will you walk along Mount Humh I have read Ladies enjoy'd have been The gulphs of worthiest men buried their names Their former valor bounty beauty virtue And sent 'em stinking to untimely graves I that cannot enjoy by her disdain Am like to prove as wretched woman then Checking or granting is the grave of men Ast He 's saying of his prayers sure Cast Will you go Sir Mount I cry you mercy I am so transported Your pardon noble Brothers with a business That doth concern all Malta that I am Anon you 'l hear 't almost blind and deaf Lust neither sees nor hears ought but it self But I will follow instantly your cross Ast Not mine dropt Cast Nor mine 't is
yours Ast Cast Good morrow Brother Exeunt Mount White innocent sign thou do'st abhor to dwell So near the dim thoughts of this troubled breast Enter Zanthia alias Abdella with two Letters Yet I must wear thee to protect my crimes If not for conscience for hypocrisie Some Churchmen so wear Cassocks Oh my Zan. My Pearl that scornes a stain I must repent All my neglect let me Ixion like Embrace my black cloud since my Juno is So wrathful and averse thou art more soft And full of dalliance than the fairest flesh And far more loving Zan. I you say so now But like a property when I have serv'd Your turns you 'll cast me off or hang me up For a sign somewhere Mount May my life then forsake me Or from my expected bliss be cast to hell Zan. My tongue Sir cannot lisp to meet you so Nor my black cheeck put on a feigned blush To make me seem more modest than I am This ground-work will not bear adulterate red Nor artificial white to cozen love These dark locks are not purchas'd nor these teeth For every night they are my bed-fellows No bath no blanching water smoothing oyles Doth mend me up and yet Mountferrat know I am as full of pleasure in the touch As ere a white fac'd puppet of 'em all Juicy and firm unsledge 'em of their tyres Their wires their partlets pins and Periwigs And they appear like bald cootes in the nest I can as blithly work in my loves bed And deck thy fair neck with these Jetty chains Sing thee asleep being wearied and refresh'd With the same organ steal sleep off again Mount Oh my black swan sleeker then Cignets plush Sweeter than is the sweet of Pomander Breath'd like curl'd Zephyrus cooling Lymon-trees Straight as young pines or Cedars in the grove Quickly discend lovers best Canopie Still night for Zanthia doth enamour me Beyond all continence perpetrate deer wench What thou hast promis'd and I vow by heaven Malta I 'll leave in 't my honours here And in some other Country Zanthia make My wife and my best fortune Zan. From this hope Here is an answer to that Letter which I lately shew'd you sent from Tripoly By the great Basha which importunes her Love unto him and treachery to the Island Which will she undertake by Mahomet The Turk there vowes on his blest Alcharon Marriage unto her this the Master knows But is resolv'd of her integrity As well as he may sweet Lady yet for love For love of thee Mountferrat Oh! what Chains Of deity or duty can hold love I have this answer fram'd so like her hand As if it had been moulded off returning The Bashas Letter safe into her pocket What will you do with it your self best knows Farewel keep my true heart keep true your vows Exit Zan. Mount Till I be dust my Zanthia be confirm'd Sparrows and Doves sit coupling twixt thy lips It is not love but strong Libidinous will That triumphs o're me and to satiate that What difference twixt this Moore and her fair Dame Night makes their hews alike their use is so Whose hand is so subtle he can colours name If he do winck and touch ' em lust being blind Never in women did distinction find Exit Scaena Secunda Enter two Gentlewomen 1. But yfaith dost thou think my Lady was never in love 2. I rather think she was ever in love in perfect charity 1. I mean with all the world 2. A most christian answer I promise you but I mean in Love with a man 2. With a man what else would'st have her in love with a beast 1. You are somewhat quick but if she were it were no President did you never read of Europa the fair that leapt A bull that leapt the Sea that swoom to land and then leapt her 2. Oh heavens a bull 1. Yes a white bull 2. Lord how could she sit him where did she hold 1. Why by the horn since which time no woman almost is Contented till she have a horn of her own to hold by 2. Thou art very knavish 1. And thou very foolish but sirah why dost not thou marry 2. Because I would be no mans looking-glase 1. As how 2. As thus there is no Wife if she be good and true will honor and obey but must reflect the true countenance of her husband upon him if he look sad upon her she must not look merrily upon him if he look merrily she must not sorrowfully else she is a false glass and fâ—t for nothing but breaking his anger must not be her discontent his pleasure her delight if he weep she must cry if he laugh she must show her teeth if he be sick she must not be in health if he eat Cawdles she must eat pottage she must have no proper passion of her own and is not this a tyranny 1. Yes yfaith Marriage may well be called a yoak Wives then are but like superficial lines in Geometry that have no proper motion of their own but as their bodies their husbands move yet I know some Wives that are never freely merry nor truly pleased but when they are farthest off their husbands 2. That 's because the Moon governs 'em which hath most light and shines brightest the more remote it is from the Sun and contrary is more sullen dim and showes least splendor when it is neerest 1. But if I were to marry I would marry a fair effeminate fool 2. Why 1. Because I would lead the blind whither I list 2. And I the wisest man I could get for money because I had rather follow the cleer-sighted bless me from a husband That sales by his Wives compass 1. Why 2. Why 't is ten to one but she breaks his head in her youth and when she is old shee 'l never leave till she has broke his back too But what scurvy Knight have you here in Malta c. Enter Zanthia Zan. Hist wenches my Lady calls she 's entring The Tarrase to see the show 1. Oh black pudding 2. My little labor in vain 1. But what scurvy Knights have we here in Malta that when they are dubd take their oath of allegiance to live poor and chastly ever after 2. 'Faith many Knights in other Nations I have heard are as poor as ours marry where one of 'em has taken the Oath of chastity we want a new Columbus to find out Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter above Oriana Zanchia two Gentlewomen beneath Valetta Mountferrat Astorius Castriot Gomera Miranda Attendants of Knights c. Mount Are you there Lady Ori. Thou art a naughty man Heaven mend thee Val. Our greet meeting princely brothers Ye holy Souldiers of the Christian Cross Is to relieve our Captain Norandine Now fighting for Valetta with the Turk A valliant Gentleman a noble Dane As ere the Countrey bred endangered now By fresh supply of head-bound Infidels Much means much blood this warlike Dane hath spent To advance our flag above
their horned moons And oft hath brought in profitable conquest We must not see him perish in our view How far off fight they Mir. Sir within a League Val. 'T is well our next occasion of conventing Are these too gentlemen standing in your sight Ye are noble props of Malta royally Descended are they both valiant as war Miranda and Gomera full ten years They have serv'd this Island perfected exploits Matchless and infinite they are honest wise Not empty of one ornament of man Most eminent agents were they in that slaughter That great marvelous slaughter of the Turks Before St. Elme where five and twenty thousand Fell for five thousand of our Christians These ripe considerations moving us Having had your allowance on their worths Here we would call 'em to our Brotherhood If any therefore can their manners tax Their faith their chastity any part of life Let 'em speak now Ast None do's All. None can great Master Val. The dignity then dignifie by them As their reward tender Miranda first Because he is to succor Norandine Our sacred Robe of Knight-hood our white Cross The holy cognizance of him we serve The sword the spurs Mir. Grave and most honor'd Master With humble duty and my souls best thanks To you and all this famous Conventicle Let me with modesty refuse acceptance Of this high order I alass am yet Unworthy and uncapable of such honor That merit which with favor you enlarge Is far far short of this propos'd reward Who take upon him such a charge as this Must come with pure thoughts and a gathered mind That time nor all occasions ever may After disperse or stain did this title here Of Knighthood ask no other ornaments Then other Countries glittring show poor pride A gingling spur a feather a white hand A frizled hayr powder'd perfumes and lust Drinking sweet wines surfeits and ignorance Rashly and easily should I venture on 't But this requires an other kind of man Mount A staid and mature judgement speak on sir Mir. May it please you then to allow me some small time To rectifie my self for that high seat Or give my reasons to the contrary 〈◊〉 mean space to dismiss me to the ayd Of Norandine my Ships ride in the bay Ready to disembogue tack'led and mann'd Even to my wishes Mount His request Is fair and honest Val. At your pleasure go Mir. I humbly take my leave of all of you My noble friend Mountferrat gratious Mistriss Oh that auspitious smile doth arm your souldier Who fights for those eyes and this sacred Cross Can neither meet sad accident nor loss Exit Ori. The mighty master of that Livory Conduct thee safely to these eyes again Mount Blowes the wind that way Val. Equally belov'd Equally meriting Gomera you Without excuse receive that dignity Which our provincial chapter hath decreed you Gom. Great Master of Jerusalems Hospital From whence to Rhodes this blest Fraternity Was driven but now among the Maltois stands Long may it flourish whilst Gomera serves it But dares not enter farther All. This is strange Val. What do ye object Gom. Nothing against it but my self fair Knights I may not wear this Robe Val. Express your reasons Doth any hid sin goar your conscience Ast Are you unstedfast in Religion Cast Or do ye intend to forsake Malta now And visit your own Countrey fruitful Spaine Gom. Never good sir Val. Then explicate your thoughts Gom. This then I should be perjur'd to receive it Once in Melita your next City here When I was yonger read I the decrees Touching this point being ambitious then To approach it once none but a Gentleman Can be admitted Val. That 's no obstacle In you Gom. I should be sorry that were it No married man Mount You never felt that yoak Gom. None that hath been contracted Cast Were you ever Gom. Nor married nor contracted none that ever Hath vowed his love to any woman kind Or finds that secret fire within his thoughts Here I am cast this Article my heart Objects against the title of my fame I am in love laugh not though time hath set Some wrinkles in this face and these curl'd locks Will shortly dye into an other hew Yet yet I am in love yfaith your smile What age what sex or what profession Divine or hmane from the man that cries For Almes the high way to him that sings At the high Altar and doth sacrifice Can truly say he knows not what is Love Val. 'T is honestly profest with whom Gomera Name the Lady that with all the advantage We may advance your suit Gom. But will you Sir Val. Now by our holy rock were it our Sister Spaniard I hold thee worthy freely name her Gom. Be master of your word it is she Sir The matchless Oriana Val. Come down Lady You have made her blush let her consent I will Make good my oath Mount Is' t so stay I do love So tenderly Gomera your bright flame As not to suffer your perdition Gom. What means Mountferrat Enter Guard Mount This whole auberge hath A Guard upon this Lady wonder not ' Tane publick notice of the Bassaes love Of Tripoli unto her and consented She should return this answer as he writ For her conversion and betraying Malta She should advise him betray Tripoli And turning Christian he should marry her All. All this was so Mount How weakly do's this court then Send Vessels forth to Sea to guard the Land Taking such special care to save one Bark Or strive to add fam'd men unto our cloak When they lurk in our bosomes would subvert This State and us presuming on their blood And partial indulgence to their sex Val. Who can this be Mount Your Sister great Valetta Which thus I prove demand the Bassa's Letter Ori. 'T is here nor from this pocket hath been mov'd Nor answer'd nor perus'd by Mount Do not swear Cast not away your fair soul to your treason Add not foul perjury is this your hand Ori. 'T is very like it Mount May it please the Master Confer these Letters and then read her answer Which I have intercepted pardon me Reverend Valetta that am made the means To punish this most beautious Treachery Even in your Sister since in it I save Malta from ruine I am bolder in 't Because it is so palpable and withall Know our great Master to this Countrey firm As was the Roman Marcus who spar'd not As dear a Sister in the publique cause Val. I am amaz'd attend me Reads the Letter Let your Forces by the next even be ready my Brother feasts then put in at St. Michaels the ascent at that Port is easiest the Keys of the Castle you shall receive at my hands that possest you are Lord of Malta and may soon destroy all by fire then which I am hotter till I embrace you Farewell Your Wife ORIANA From this time let me never ready again Get. 'T is certain her hand Val. This Letter too So close
made of you And think upon his merit Ori. Only thought Can comprehend it Mir. And can you be so Cruel thankless to destroy his youth That sav'd your honor gave you double life Your own and your fair Infants that when fortune The blind foe to all beauty that is good Pandied you from one hazard to another Was even heavens Messenger by providence Call'd to the Temple to receive you there Into these Arms to give ease to your throwes As if 't had thunder'd take thy due Miranda For she was thine Gomera's jealousie Struck death unto thy heart to him be dead And live to me that gave thee second life Let me but now enjoy thee Oh regard The torturing fires of my affections Ori. Oh master them Miranda as I mine Who follows his desires such tyrants serves As will oppress him insupportably My flames Miranda rise as high as thine For I did love thee 'fore my marriage Yet would I now consent or could I think Thou wert in earnest which by all the souls That have for chastity been sanctified I cannot in a moment I do know thou 'ldst call fair temperance up to rule thy blood Thy eye was ever chaste thy countenance too honest And all thy wooings was like Maidens talk Who yieldeth unto pleasures and to lust Is a poor captive that in Golden Fetters And pretious as he thinks but holding gyves Frets out his life Mir. Find such another woman And take her for his labour any man Ori. I was not worthy of thee at my best Heaven knew I was not I had had thee else Much less now gentle Sir Miranda's deeds Have been as white as Oriana's fame From the beginning to this point of time And shall we now begin to stain both thus Think on the legend which we two shall breed Continuing as we are for chastest dames And boldest Soldiers to peruse and read I and read thorough free from any act To cause the modest cast the book away And the most honour'd Captain fold it up Mir Fairest let go my hand my pulse beats thick And my mov'd blood rides high in every vain Lord of thy self now Soldier and ever I would not for Aleppo this frail Bark This bark of flesh no better steers-man had Than has Mountferrat's may you kiss me Lady Ori. No though 't be no essential injury It is a circumstance due to my Lord To none else and my dearest friend if hands Playing together kindle heat in you What may the game at Lips provoke unto Mir. Oh what a tongue is here whil'st she doth teach My heart to hate my fond unlawful love She talks me more in love with love to her My fires she quencheth with her arguments But as she breathes 'em they blow fresher fires â—it further now my flame cools Husband Wife There is some holy mystery in those names That sure the unmarried cannot understand Ori. Now thou art strait and dost enamour me â—o far beyond a carnal earthly love My very soul doats on thee and my spirits â—o embrace thine my mind doth thy mind kiss And in this pure conjunction we enjoy â— heavenlier pleasure than if bodies met This this is perfect love the other short â—et languishing fruition every Swain â—nd sweating Groom may clasp but ours refin'd Two in ten ages cannot reach unto Nor is our spiritual love a barren joy For mark what blessed issue we 'll beget Dearer than children to posterity A great example to mens continence And womens chastity that is a child More fair and comfortable than any heir Mir. If all wives were but such lust would not find One corner to inhabit sin would be So strange remission superfluous But one petition I have done Ori. What Sweet Mir. To call me Lord if the hard hand of death Seize on Gomera first Ori. Oh much too worthy How much you undervalue your own price To give your unbought self for a poor woman That has been once sold us'd and lost her show I am a garment worn a vessel crack'd A Zone unti'd a Lilly trode upon A fragrant Flower cropt by another hand My colour sully'd and my odor's chang'd If when I was new blossom'd I did fear My self unworthy of Miranda's spring Thus over-blown and seeded I am rather Fit to adorn his Chimney than his bed Mir. Rise miracle save Malta with thy virtue If words could make me proud how has she spoke Yet I will try her to the very block Hard-hearted and uncivil Oriana Ingrateful payer of my Industries That with a soft painted hypocrisie Cozen'st and jeer'st my perturbation Expect a witty and a fell revenge My comfort is all men will think thee false Beside thy Husband having been thus long On this occasion in my Fort and power Enter Nor. Collonna Lucinda with a Child I 'll hear no more words Captain let 's away With all care see to her and you Lucinda Attend her diligently she is a wonder Nor Have you found she was well deliver'd What had she a good Midwife is all well Mir. You are merry Norandine Luc. Why weep you Lady Ori. Take the poor Babe along Col Madam 't is here Ori. Dissembling death why didst thou let me live To see this change my greatest cause to grieve Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Astorius Castriot Valetta Gomera Synnet Knights two Bishops Mountferrat guarded by Corporal and Soldiers Abdella a Gentleman with a Cloak sword and Spurâ—â— Gomera Val. A tender Husband hast thou shew'd thy self My dearest brother and thy memory After my life in brazen Characters Shall monumentally be register'd To ages consequent till times running hand Beats back the world to undistinguish'd Chaos And on the top of that thy name shall stand Fresh and without decay Gom. Oh honor'd Sir If hope of this or any bliss to come Could lift my load of grief off from my soul Or expiate the trespass ' gainst my wife That in one hours suspition I begat I might be won to be a man again And fare like other Husbands sleep and eat Laugh and forget my pleasing penitence But till old nature can make such a wife Again I vow ne'r to resume the order And habits that to men are necessary All breath I 'll spend in sighs all sound in groans And know no company but my wasting moans Ast This will be wilful murder on your self Nor like a Christian do you bear the chance Which th' inscrutable Will of Heaven admits Gom. What would you have my weakness do that Suffer'd it self thus to be practis'd on By a damn'd hell-hound and his agent dam The impious Midwife to abortive births And cruel instrument to his decrees By forgery they first assail'd her life Heaven playing with us yet in that he wrought My dearest friend the servant to her virtue To combat me against his Mistriss truth That yet effectless this enchanting Witch Bred baneful jealousie against my Lady My most immaculate Lady which seiz'd on her Almost to death Oh yet
than other to deserve a favour Bloud has been spilt many brave spirits lost And more unless she had been kept close from their violence Had like to have followed therefore for due prevention Of all such hazards and unnoble actions This last Edict was publish'd which thou Silvio Like a false man a bad man and a Traitor Hast rent a-peeces and contemn'd for which cause Thou standest a guilty man here now Enter Claudio Clark Speak Silvio What canst thou say to avoid the hand of Justice Sil. Nothing but I confess submit and lay my head to it Bel. Have ye no eyes my Lords no understandings The Gentleman will cast himsel away Cast himself wilfully are you or you guilty No more is he no more taint sticks upon him I drew him thither 't was my way betrai'd him I got the entrance kept I entertain'd him I hid the danger from him forced him to me Poor gentle soul he 's in no part transgressing I wrote unto him Sil. Do not wrong that honor Cast not upon that pureness these aspersions It was my love my violence My life must answer it I broke in to her Tempted the Law solicited unjustly Bel. As there is truth in Heaven I was the first cause How could this man have come to me left naked Without my counsel and provision What hour could he find out to pass the Watches But I must make it sure first Reverend Judges Be not abus'd nor let an innocent life lie Upon your shaking Conscience I did it My love the main wheel that set him a going His motion but compell'd Sil. Can ye believe this And know with what a modesty and whiteness Her life was ever ranck'd Can you believe this And see me here before ye young and wilful Apt to what danger Love dares thrust me on And where Law stops my way apt to contemn it If I were bashful old or dull and sleepy In Loves allarms a woman might awake me Direct and clew me out the way to happiness But I like fire kindled with that bright beauty Catch hold of all occasions and run through ' em Bel. I charge ye as your honest souls will answer it Sil. I charge ye as you are the friends to virtue That has no pattern living but this Lady Bel. Let not his blood Sil. Let not her wilfulness For then you act a Scene Hell will rejoyce at Bel. He is clear Sil. She is as white in this as Infants Cla. The god of Love protect your cause and help ye Two nobler pieces of affection These eyes ne'er look'd on if such goodness perish Let never true hearts meet again but break Exit 1 Lord. A strange exemple of strong love a rare one 2 Lord. Madam we know not what to say to think on Duch. I must confess it strikes me tender too Searches my Mothers heart you found 'em there Bar. Yes certain Madam Dutch And so linked together Bar. As they had been one piece of Alablaster Dutch Nothing dishonourable Sil. So let my soul have happiness As that thought yet durst never seek this bosom Dutch What shall I do ' has broke my Law abus'd me Fain would I know the truth either confess it And let me understand the main offender Or both shall feel the torture Sil. Are ye a Mother The Mother of so sweet a Rose as this is So pure a Flower and dare ye lose that nature Dare ye take to your self so great a wickedness Oh holy Heaven of thinking what may ruine This goodly building this Temple where the gods dwell Give me a thousand tortures I deserve 'em And shew me death in all the shapes imagin'd Bel. No death but I will answer it meet it seek it No torture but I 'll laugh upon 't and kiss it 1 Lord. This is no way 2 Lord. They say no more for certain Than their strong hearts will suffer Dutch I have bethought me No Lords although I have a Child offending Nature dares not forget she is a Child still Till now I never look'd on love imperious I have bethought me of a way to break ye To separate though not your loves your bodies Silvio attend I 'll be your Judge my self now The sentence of your death because my Daughter Will bear an equal part in your afflictions I take away and pardon this remains then An easie and a gentle punishment And this shall be fulfill'd because unnobly You have sought the love and marriage of a Princess The absolute and sole Heir of this Dukedom By that means as we must imagine strongly To plant your self into this rule hereafter We here pronounce ye a man banish'd from us Sil. For ever banish'd Lady Dutch Yet more mercy But for a year and then again in this place To make your full appearance yet more pitty If in that time you can absolve a question Writ down within this scrowl absolve it rightly This Lady is your wife and shall live with ye If not you loose your head Sil. I take this honor And humbly kiss those Royal hands Dutch Receive it Bartello to your old guard take the Princess And so the Court break up Sil. Farewel to all And to that spotless heart my endless service Exit 1 Lord. What will this prove 2 Lord. I 'll tell you a year hence Sir Exeunt Scaena Sexta Enter Penurio Isabella Claudio Pen. Are you pleas'd now have not I wrought this wonder Non eben fatto Signieur Cla. Rarely Penurio Pen. Close close then and work wax Cla. I am studying for thee A dinner that shall victual thee for ten year Pen. Do you hear Mistriss You know what a dundir whelp my Master is I need not preach to ye how unfit and wanting To give a woman satisfaction How he stinks and snores a Bull 's a better bed-fellow And for his love never let that deceive ye Isab Nay sure he loves me not Pen. If he could coyn ye Or turn ye into mettal much might be then He loves not any thing but what is traffique I have heard him swear he would sell ye to the Grand Signior Isab The Turk Pen. The very Turke and how they would use ye Isab I 'll fit him for 't the Turk Pen. I know the price too Now ye have time to pay him pay him home Mistriss Pay him o' th' pate clout him for all his courtesies Here 's one that dances in your eyes young delicate To work this vengeance if ye let it slip now There is no pittying of ye od's precious Mistriss Were I his wife I would so mall his Mazard 'T is charity meer charity pure charity Are you the first has it not been from Eves time Women would have their safe revenges this way And good and gracious women excellent women Is' t not a handsome Gentleman a sweet Gentleman View him from head to foot a compleat Gentleman When can ye hope the like again I leave ye And my revenge too with ye I know my office I
I 'll put my nails in deeper Is it good whoring whoring ye base rascal Is it good tempting men with strings to ride ye So I 'll fetch your kindred and your friends whore And such a Justice I will act upon thee Exit Enter Isabella Isab What is he gone Jaq. The Devil go with him Mistriss Has harrowed me plough'd Land was ne'r so harrow'd I had the most adoe to save mine eyes Isab Has paid thee â—â—t I 'll heal all again with good Gold Jaquenet H 'as damned nails Jaq. They are ten-penny nails I think Mistriss I 'll undertake he shall strike 'em through an inch board Isab Go up and wash thy self take my Pomatum And now let me alone to end the Tragedy Jaq. You had best beware Isab I shall deal stoutly with him Reach me my Book and see the door made fast wench And so good night now to the matter politick Lopez knocks within Lop. Within You shall see what she is what a sweet jewel Isab Who 's there what mad-man knocks is this an hour And in mine Husband's absence Lop. Within Will ye open You know my voice ye whore I am that Husband Do you mark her subtilty but I have paid her I have so ferk'd her face here 's the blood Gentlemen Ecce signum I have spoil'd her Goatish beauty Observe her how she looks now how she is painted Oh 't is the most wicked'st whore and the most treacherous Enter Lopez Bartello Gent. and two Gentlewomen Gent. Here walks my cosin full of meditation Arm'd with religious thoughts Bar. Is this the monster 1 Gentlew. Is this the subject of that rage you talk'd of That naughty woman you had pull'd a-pieces Bar. Here 's no such thing 1 Gentlew. How have ye wrong'd this beauty Are not you mad my friend what time o' th' moon is' t Have not you Maggots in your brains Lop. 'T is she sure Gent. Where 's the scratch'd face ye spoke of the torn garments And all the hair pluck'd off her head Bar. Believe me 'T were better far you had lost your pair of pibbles Than she the least adornment of that sweetness Lop. Is not this blood 1 Gentlew. This is a monstrous folly A base abuse Isab Thus he does ever use me And sticks me up a wonder not a woman Nothing I doe but 's subject to suspition Nothing I can do able to content him Bar. Lopez you must not use this 2 Gentlew. 'T were not amiss Sir To give ye sauce to your meat and suddainly 1 Gentlew. You that dare wrong a woman of her goodness Thou have a Wife thou have a Bear ty'd to thee To scratch thy jealous itch were all o' my mind I mean all women we would disburthen ye Of that that breeds these fits these dog-flaws in ye A Sow-guelder should trim ye Bar. A rare cure Lady And one as fit for him as a Thief for a halter You see this youth will you not cry him quittance Body ' me I would pine but I would pepper him I 'll come anon he hang him poor pompillion How like a wench bepist he looks I 'll come Lady Lopez The Law must teach ye what a wife is A good a virtuous wife Isab I 'll ne'r live with him I crave your loves all to make known my cause That so a fair Divorce may pass between us I am weary of my life in danger hourly Bar. You see how rude you are I will not miss ye Unsufferable rude I 'll pay him soundly You should be whipt in Bedlam I 'll reward him 2 Gentlew. Whipping 's too good Lop. I think I am alive still And in my wits Bar. I 'll put a trick upon him And get his goods confiscate you shall have 'em I will not fail at nine Lop. I think I am here too And once I would have sworn I had taken her napping I think my name is Lopez Gent. Fie for shame Sir You see you have abus'd her fouly wrong'd her Hung scandalous and course opinions on her Which now you find but children of suspition Ask her forgiveness shew a penitence She is my kinswoman and what she suffers Under so base and beastly jealousies I will redresâ— else I 'll seek satisfaction Bar. Why every boy i' th' Town will piss upon thee Lop. I am sorry for 't 1 Gentlew. Down o' your marrow-bones Lop. Even sorry from my heart forgive me sweet wife Here I confess most freely I have wrong'd ye As freely here I beg a pardon of ye From this hour no debate no cross suspition Isab To shew ye Sir I understand a wives part Thus I assure my love and seal your pardon 2 Gentlew. 'T is well done now to bed and there confirm it Gent. And so good night Bar. Aware relapses Lopez Exeunt Lop. Now Isabella tell me truth and suddainly And do not juggle with me nor dissemble For as I have a life ye dye then I am not mad Nor does the Devil work upon my weakness Tell me the trick of this and tell me freely Isab Will then that satisfie ye Lop. If ye deal ingeniously Isab I 'll tell ye all and tell ye true and freely Bartello was the end of all this jealousie Hâ—s oâ—ten visitations brought by you first Bred all these fits and these suspitions I knew your false key and accordingly I fram'd my plot to have you take him finely Too poor a pennance for the wrong his wife bears His worthy virtuous wife I felt it sensibly When ye took off the string and was much pleas'd in 't Because I wish'd his importunate dotage paid well And had you staid two minutes more ye had had him Lop. This sounds like truth Isab Because this shall be certain Next time he comes as long he cannot tarry Your self shall see and hear his lewd temptations Lop. Till then I am satisfied and if this prove true Hence-forward Mistriss of your self I give ye And I to serve ye For my lusty Captain I 'll make him dance and make him think the Devil Claws at his breech and yet I will not hurt him Come now to bed and prove but constant this way I 'll prove the man you ever wished Isab You have blest me Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Silvio Silv. VVHat labour and what travel have I run through And through what Cities to absolve this Riddle Diviners Dreamers School-men deep Magicians All have I try'd and all give several meaning And from all hope of any future happiness To this place am I come at length the Countrey The people simple plain and harmless witty Whose honest labours Heaven rewards with plenty Of Corn Wine Oyl which they again as thankful To their new Crops new pastimes celebrate And crown their joyful harvests with new voices By a rich Farmer here I am entertain'd And rank'd among the number of his servants Not guessing what I am but what he would have me Here may be so much wit though much I fear it
still With my virtue and my skill Still increase and build thy name Chuse now Silvio here I am Sil. I know not what to say which way to turn me Into thy Soveraign will I put my answer Bel. I thank ye Sir and my Will thus rewards ye Take your old Love your best your dearest Silvio No more Spells now nor further shapes to alter me I am thy Belvidere indeed Dear Mother There is no altering this heavens hand is with it And now you ought to give me he has fairly won me Sil. But why that Hag Bel. In that shape most secure still I followed all your fortunes serv'd and counsell'd ye I met ye at the Farmers first a Countrey wench Where fearing to be known I took that habit And to make ye laughing sport at this mad marriage By secret aid of my friend Rhodope We got this Maske Sil. And I am sure I have ye Bel. For ever now for ever Dutch You see it must be The wheel of destiny hath turn'd it round so Sy. It must it is and curs'd be he that breaks it Dutch I 'll put a choice to you Sir ye are my prisoner Sy. I am so and I must be so till it please you Dutch Chuse one of these either to pay a Ransom At what a rate I shall set it which shall be high enough And so return a Free-man and a Batchelor Or give me leave to give you a fit wife In honor every way yours Graces equal And so your Ransom 's paid Sy. You say most nobly Silvio's example's mine pray chuse you for me Dutch I thank ye Sir I have got the mastry too And here I give your Grace a Husbands freedom Give me your hand my Husband Sy. You much honor me And I shall ever serve ye for this favour Bâ—t Come Lopoz let us give our wives the breeches too For they will have ' em Lop. Whilst they rule with virtue I 'll give 'em skin and all Isâ— We 'll sâ—rach it off else Sil. I am glad ye live more glad ye live to honor And from this hour a stronger love dwell with us Pray you take your man again Cla. He knows my house Sir Dutch 'T is sin to keep you longer from your loves We 'll lead the way and you young men that know not How to preserve a wife and keep her fair Give 'em their soveraign Wills and pleas'd they are Exeunt Here endeth Women pleas'd THE NIGHT-WALKER OR THE LITTLE THIEF A Comedy The Actors Names Tom Lurcher Jack Wild-brain Gentlemen Justice Algripe Frank Hartlove Toby Servants Sexton Bell-Ringers Boy A Lady Mother to Maria. Maria. Nurse Mistriss New-love Women Mistriss Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Tom Lurcher and Jack Wild-brain Lur. JAck Wild. What wind brought thee hither In what hollow tree or rotten wall Hast thou been like a Swallow all this winter Where hast thou been man Lur. Following the Plow Wild. What Plow Thou hast no Land Stealing is thy own purchase Lur. The best inheritance Wild. Not in my opinion Thou hadst five hundred pound a year Lur. 'T is gone Prethee no more on 't have I not told thee And oftentimes nature made all men equal Her distribution to each child alike Till labour came and thrust a new Will in Which I allow not till men won a priviledge By that they call endeavour which indeed Is nothing but a lawful Cosenage An allowed way to cheat why should my neighhor That hath no more soul than his Horse-keeper Nor bounteous faculties above a Broom-man Have forty thousand pounds and I four groats Why should he keep it Will. Thy old opinion still Lur. Why should that Scrivener That ne'er writ reason in his life nor any thing That time e'ver gloried in that never knew How to keep any courtesie conceal'd But Noverint Vniversi must proclaim it Purchase perpetually and I a rascal Consider this why should that mouldy Cobler Marry his Daughter to a wealthy Merchant And give five thousand pounds is this good justice Because he has a tougher constitution Can feed upon old Songs and save his money Therefore must I go beg Wil. What 's this to thee Thou canst not mend if thou beest determin'd To rob all like a Tyrant yet take heed A keener justice do not overtake thee And catch you in a Nooze Lâ—r. I am no Wood-cock He that shall sit down frighted with that foolery â—s not worth pity let me alone to shuffle Thou art for wenching Wil. For beauty I a safe course No halter hangs in the way I defie it Luâ— But a worse fate a wilful poverty For where thou gain'st by one that indeed loves thee A thousand will draw from thee 't is thy destiny One is a kind of weeping cross Jack A gentle Purgatory do not sling at all You 'll pay the Box so often till you perish Wil. Take you no care for that sir 't is my pleasure I will imploy my wits a great deal faster Than you shall do your fingers and my loves If I mistake not shall prove riper harvest And handsomer and come within less danger Where 's thy young Sister Lur. I know not where she is she is not worth caring for She has no wit Oh you 'd be nibling with her She 's far enough I hope I know not where She 's not worth caring for a sullen thing She wou'd not take my counsel Jack And so I parted from her Wil. Leave her to her wants Lur I gave her a little money what I could spare She had a mind to th' Countrey she is turn'd By this some Farriers dairy maid I may meet her Riding from Market one day 'twixt her Dorsers If I do by this hand I wo'not spare Her butter pence Wil. Thou wilt not rob thy Sister Lur. She shall account me for her Egs and Cheeses Wil. A pretty Girl did not old Algripe love her A very pretty Girl she was Lur. Some such thing â—â—t he was too wise to fasten let her pass Wil. Then where 's thy Mistriss Lur. Where you sha'not find her Nor know what stuff she is made on no indeed Sir I choose her not for your use Wil. Sure she is handsome Lur. Yes indeed is she she is very handsome but that 's all one Wil. You 'll come to th' Marriage Lur. Is it to day Wil. Now now they are come from Church now Lur. Any great preparation Does Justice Algripe shew his power Wil. Very glorious and glorious people there Lur. I may meet with him yet e're I dye as cunning as he is Wil. You may do good Tom at the carriage We have plate and dainty things Lur. Do you no harm Sir For yet methinks the Marriage should be mar'd If thou maist have thy will farewell say nothing Exit Enter Gentlemen Wil. You are welcome noble friends 1. I thank you Sir Nephew to the old Lady his name is Wildbrain And wild his best condition 2. I have heard of him I pray
another Were things but well prepar'd this gave her boldness To employ me thus far Ha. A strange message boy Boy If you incline to meet my Mistriss love It may beget your comforts besides that 'T is some revenge that you above their scorn And pride can laugh at them whose perjury Hath made you happy and undone themselves Ha. Have you done boy Boy Only this little more When you but see and know my Mistriss well You will forgive my tediousness she 's fair Fair as Maria was Ha. I 'll hear no more â—o foolish boy and tell thy fonder Mistriss â—e has no second Faith to give away â—â—d mine was given to Maria though her death Allow me freedom see the Picture of her Enter Maria Nurse â— would give ten thousand Empires for the substance Yet for Maria's sake whose divine Figure That rude frame carries I will love this counterfeit Above all the world and had thy Mistriss had all The grace and blossom of her sex now she â—s gone that was walking a Spring of beauty I would not look upon her Boy Sir your pardon â—â—ave but done a message as becomes A servant nor did she on whose commands â— gladly waited bid me urge her love To your disquiet she would chide my diligence â—f I should make you angry Ha. Pretty boy Boy Indeed I fear I have offended you Pray if I have enjoyn me any pennance for it â— have perform'd one duty and could as wiâ—lingly To purge my faulâ— and shew I suffer with you â— lâ—ad your cause to another Ha. And I 'll take thee At thy word boy thou hast a moving language That pretty innocent Copy of Maria 〈◊〉 all I love I know not how to speak Winn her to think well of me and I wiâ—l Reward thee to thy wishes Boy I undertake Nothing for gain but since you have resolv'd To love no other I 'll be faithful to you And my prophetick thoughts bid me already â—â—y I shall prosper Ha. Thou wert sent to bless me Boy Pray give us opportunity Ha. Be happy Exit Nur. He 's gone Boy With your fair leave Mistriss Ma. Have you business with her pray you Boy I have a message from a Gentleman Please you vouchsafe your ear more private Nur. You shall have my absence Neece Exit Ma. Was the sentleman afear'd to declare his matters openly here was no bodies was not very honest if her like 〈◊〉 her errands the petter was wist to keep her preaths 〈◊〉 cool her porridges can tell her that now for aule her â—â—ivate hearings and tawgings Boy You may if please you find another language And with less pains be understood Ma. What is her meaning Boy Come pray speak your own English Ma. Have boyes lost her itts and memories bless us aule Boy I must be plain then come I know you are â—â—is this thin vail cannot obscure you I 'll tell the world you live I have not lost ye Sâ—â—ce first with grief and shame to be surpriz'd A violent trance took away shew of life I could discover by what accident You were convey'd away at midnight in Your coffin could declare the place and minute When you reviv'd what you have done since as perfectly Ma. Alas I am betraid to new misfortunes Boy You are not for my knowledge I 'll be dumb For ever rather than be such a traitor â—â—deed I pity you and bring no thoughts 〈◊〉 fâ—ll of peace call home your modest blood â—â—le hath too long usurp'd upon your face Think upon love agen and the possession Of full blown joyes now ready to salute you Ma. These words undo me more than my own griefs Boy I see how fear would play the tyrant with you But I 'll remove suspition have you in Your heart an entertainment for his love To whom your Virgin faith made the first promise Ma. If thou mean'st Hartlove thou dost wound me still I have no life without his memory Nor with it any hope to keep it long Thou seest I walk in darkness like a thief That fears to see the world in his own shape My very shadow frights me 't is a death To live thus and not look day in the face Away I know thee not Boy You shall hereafter know and thank me Lady I 'll bring you a discharge at my next visit Of all your fears be content fair Maria 'T is worth your wonder Ma. Impossible Boy Be wise and silent Dress your self you shall be what you wish Ma. Do this and be My better Angel Boy All your care 's on me Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Primâ— Enter Lurch and Boy Lur. I Must applaud thy diligence Boy It had been nothing To have left him in tâ—e Porch I call'd his servants With wonders they acknowledg'd him I pretended It was some spice sure of the falling sickness And that 't was charity to bring him home They rubb'd and chaf'd him ply'd him with Strong water Still he was senseless clamors could not wake him I wish'd 'em then get him to bed they did so And almost smother'd him with ruggs and pillows And ' cause they should have no cause to suspect me I watch'd them till he wak'd Lur. 'T was excellent Boy When his time came to yawn and stretch himself I bid 'em not be hasty to discover How he was brought home his eyes fully open With trembling he began to call his servants And told 'em he had seen strange visions That should convert him from his heathen courses They wondred and were silent there he preach'd How sweet the air of a contented conscience Smelt in his nose now ask'd 'em all forgiveness For their hard pasture since they liv'd with him Bid 'em believe and fetch out the cold Sur-loin Pierce the strong beer and let the neighbors joy in 't The conceal'd Muskadine should now lie open To every mouth that he would give to th' poor And mend their wages that his doors should be Open to every miserable sutor Lur. What said his servants then Boy They durst not speak But blest themselves and the strange means that had Made him a Christian in this over-joy I took my leave and bad 'em say their prayers And humor him lest he turn'd Jew agen Lur. Enough enough Who 's this Enter Toby 'T is one of my ringers stand close my Ladies Coachman To. Buy a mat for a bed buy a mat Would I were at rack and manger among my horses We have divided the Sextons Houshold-stuff among us one has the rugg and he 's Turn'd Irish and another has a blanket and he must beg in 't The sheets serve another for a frock and with the bed-cord He may pass for a Porter nothing but the mat would fall To my share which with the help of a tune and a hassock Out o' th' Church may disguise me till I get home A pox o' bell-ringing by the ear if any man take me At it agen let him pull mine to the Pillory I could
impatience Petro. How is' t daughter Liv. Oh very sick very sick yet somewhat Better I hope a little lightsomer Because this good man has forgiven me Pray set me higher oh my head Bya. Well done wench Liv. Father and all good people that shall hear me I have abus'd this man perniciously was never old man humbled so I have scorn'd him and call'd him nasty names I have spit at him Flâ—ng Candles ends in 's beard and call'd him harrow That must be drawn to all he does contemn'd him For methought then he was a beastly fellow Oh my side a very beastly fellow And gave it out his Cassock was a Barge-cloth Pawn'd to his predecessor by a Sculler The man yet living I gave him purging comfits At a great Christning once That spoil'd his Chamblet breeches and one night I strew'd the stairs with pease as he past down And the good Gentleman woe worth me for 't Ev'n with this reverend head this head of wisdom Told two and twenty stairs good and true â—sist not a step and as we say verbatim Fell to the bottom broke his casting Bottle Lost a fair Toad-stone of some eighteen shillings Jâ—mbled his Joynts together had two stools And was translated All this villany Did I I Livia I alone untaught Mor. And I unask'd forgive it Liv. Where 's Byancha Bya. Here Cosin Liv. Give me drink Bya. There Liv. Who 's that Mor. Rowland Liv. Oh my dissembler you and I must part Come nearer Sir Row I am sorry for your sickness Liv. Be sorry for your self Sir you have wrong'd me But I forgive you are the Papers ready Bya. I have 'em here wilt please you view ' em Petro. Yes Liv. Shew 'em the young man too I know he 's willing To shift his sails too 't is for his more advancement Alas we might have begger'd one another We are young both and a world of children Might have been left behind to curse our follies We had been undone Byancha had we married Undone for ever I confess I lov'd him I care not who shall know it most intirely And once upon my conscience he lov'd me But farewel that we must be wiser cosin Love must not leave us to the world have you done Row Yes and am ready to subscribe Liv. Pray stay then Give me the papers and let me peruse 'em And so much time as may afford a tear At our last parting Bya. Pray retire and leave her I 'll call ye presently Petro. Come Gentlemen the showre must fall Row Would I had never seen her Exeunt Bya. Thou hast done bravely wench Liv. Pray Heaven it prove so Bya. There are the other papers when they come Begin you first and let the rest subscribe Hard by your side give 'em as little light As Drapers do their Wares Liv. Didst mark Moroso In what an agony he was and how he cry'd most When I abus'd him most Bya. That was but reason Liv. Oh what a stinking thief is this Though I was but to counterfeit he made me Directly sick indeed Thames-street to him Is a meer Pomander Bya. Let him be hang'd Liv. Amen Bya. And lie you still And once more to your business Liv. Call 'em in Now if there be a power that pities Lovers Help now and hear my prayers Enter Petronius Rowland Tranio Moroso Petro. Is she ready Bya. She has done her lamentations pray go to her Liv. Rowland come near me and before you seal Give me your hand take it again now kiss me This is the last acquaintance we must have I wish you ever happy there 's the paper Row Pray stay a little Petro. Let me never live more But I do begin to pity this young fellow How heartily he weeps Bya. There 's Pen and Ink Sir Liv. Ev'n here I pray you 'T is a little Emblem How near you have been to me Row There Bya. Your hands too As witnesses Petro. By any means To th' Book son Mor. With all my heart Bya. You must deliver it Row There Livia and a better love light on thee I can no more Bya. To this you must be witness too Petro. We will Bya. Do you deliver it now Liv. Pray set me up There Rowland all thy old love back and may A new to come exceed mine and be happy I must no more Row Farewel Liv. A long farewel Exit Row Bya. Leave her by any means till this wild passion Be off her head draw all the Curtains close A day hence you may see her 't will be better She is now for little company Petro. Pray tend her I must to horse straight you must needs along too To see my son aboard were but his wife As fit for pity as this wench I were happy Bya. Time must do that too fare ye well to morrow You shall receive a wife to quit your sorrow Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Jaques Pedro and Porters with Chest and Hampers Jaq. Bring 'em away Sirs Ped. Must the great Trunks go too Jaq. Yes and the Hampers nay be speedy Masters He 'll be at Sea before us else Ped. Oh Jaques What a most blessed turn hast thou Jaq. I hope so Ped. To have the Sea between thee and this woman Nothing can drown her tongue but a storm Jaq. By your leave We 'll get us up to Paris with all speed For on my soul as far as Amiens She 'll carry blank away to Lyon-key And ship 'em presently we 'll follow ye Ped. Now could I wish her in that Trunk Jaq. God shield man I had rather have a Bear in 't Ped. Yes I 'll tell ye For in the passage if a Tempest take ye As many doe and you lie beating for it Then if it pleas'd the fates I would have the Master Out of a powerful providence to cry Lighten the ship of all hands or we perish Then this for one as best spar'd should by all means Over-board presently Jaq. O' that condition So we were certain to be rid of her I would wish her with us but believe me Pedro She would spoil the fishing on this coast for ever For none would keep her company but Dog-fish As currish as her self or Porpisces Made to all fatal uses The two Fish-streets Were she but once arriv'd amongst the Whitings Would sing a woful misereri Pedro And mourn in Poor John till her memory Were cast o' shore agen with a strong Sea-breach She would make god Neptune and his Fire-fork And all his demi-gods and goddesses As weary of the Flemmish Channel Pedro As ever boy was of the School 't is certain If she but meet him fair and were well angred She would break his god-head Ped. Oh her tongue her tongue Jaq. Rather her many tongues Ped. Or rather strange tongues Jaq. Her lying tongue Ped. Her lisping tongue Jaq. Her long tongue Ped. Her lawless tongue Jaq. Her loud tongue Ped. And her liquorish Jaq. Many other tongues and many stranger tongues Than ever Babel had to tell his
sound of joy is this whence comes it May be the Princes are in sport Enter Pynicro Christoph Py. Where are ye Ru. Now Pyniero What 's the haste you seek me Py. Doe you know this sign Sir Ru. Ha! Py. Do you know this embleme Your nose is boar'd Ru. Boar'd What 's that Py. Y' are topt Sir The King 's come home again the King Ru. The Devil Py. Nay sure he came a Gods name home He 's return'd Sir Christ And all this joy ye hear Ru. Who durst attempt him The Princes are all here Chry. They are worthy Princes They are special Princes all they love by ounces Believe it Sir 't is done and done most bravely and easily What fortune have ye lost Sir What justice have ye now unto this Lady Py. How stands your claim That ever Man should be sool'd so When he should do and prosper stand protesting Kissing the hand and farting for a favor When he should be about his business sweating She bid you go and pickt you out a purpose To make your self a fortune by a Lady a Lady and a lusty one A lovely that now you may go look she pointed ye Knowing you were a man of worth and merit And bid you fly you have made a fair slight on 't You have caught a Goose Ru. How dare you thus molest me Ashout It cannot be Chr. Heark how the general joy rings Py. Have you your hearing left Is not that drunk too For if you had been sober you had been wise sure Ru. Done Who dares do Py. It seems an honest fellow That has ended his Market before you be up Chr. The shame on 't 's a stranger too Py. 'T is no shame He took her at her word and tied the bargain Dealt like a man indeed stood not demurring But clapt close to the cause as he will do to the Lady ' Is a fellow of that speed and handsomness He will get her with child too ere you shall come to know him Is it not brave a gentleman scarce landed Scarce eating of the air here not acquainted No circumstance of love depending on him Nor no command to shew him must start forth At the first sight to Ru. I am undone Py. Like an Oyster She neither taking view nor value of him Unto such deeds as these Pox o' these These wise delayings They make men cowards You are undone as a man would undoe an egge A hundred shames about ye Enter Quisara Panura and Traine Quisar Can it be possible A stranger that I have not known not seen yet A man I never grac'd O Captain Captain What shall I do I am betray'd by fortune It cannot be it must not be Py. It is Lady And by my faith a hansome Gentleman 'T is his poor Schollers prize Quisar Must I be given Unto a Man I never saw ne're spoke with I know not of what Nation Py. Is a Portugal And of as good a pitch he will be giv'n to you Lady For he 's given much to hansome flesh Quisar Oh Ruy Dias This was your sloth your sloth your sloth Ruy Dias Py. Your love sloth Unckle do you find it now You should have done at first and faithfully A shout And then th' other had lyed ready for ye Madam the general joy comes Quisar We must meet it but with what comfort Enter Citizens carrying boughs boyes singing after 'em Then King Armusia Soza Emanuel The Princes and train following Quisar Oh my dear brother what a joy runs through me To see you safe again your self and mighty What a blest day is this Kin. Rise up fair Sister I am not welcome till you have embraced me Ru. A general gladness sir flies through the City And mirth possesses all to see your Grace arrive Thus happily arriv'd again and fairly 'T was a brave venture who so e'er put for it A high and noble one worthy much honor And had it sail'd we had not sail'd great Sir And in short time too to have forc'd the Governor In spight of all his threats Kin. I thank ye Gentleman Ru. And all his subtilties to set you free With all his heart and will too Kin. I know ye love me Py. This had been good with something done before it Something set off to beautifie it now it sounds empty like A Barbers bason pox there 's no metall in 't no noble marrow Ba. I have an Army Sir but that the Governor The foolish fellow was a little provident And wise in letting slip no time became him too That would have scour'd him else and all his confines That would have rung him such a peal Py. Yes backward To make dogs houl I know thee to a farthing Thy Army 's good for Hawks there 's Nothing but sheeps hearts in it Sy. I have done nothing Sir therefore I think it convenient I say little what I purposed And what my love intended Kin. I like your modesty And thank ye royal friends I know it griev'd ye To know my misery but this man Princess I must thank heartily indeed and treuly For this Man saw me in 't and redeemed me He lookt upon me sinking and then caught me This Sister this this all Man this all valor This pious Man Ru. My countenance it shames me One scarce arriv'd not harden'd yet not Read in dangers and great deeds sea-sick not season'd Oh I have boy'd my self Kin. This noble bulwark This launce and honor of our age and Kingdome This that I never can reward nor hope To be once worthy of the name of friend to This this Man from the bowels of my sorrows Has new begot my name and once more made me Oh sister if there may be thanks for this Or any thing near recompence invented Ar. You are too noble Sir there is reward Above my action too by millions A recompence so rich and glorious I durst not dreame it mine but that 't was promised But that it was propounded sworn and sealed Before the face of Heaven I durst not hope it For nothing in the life of man or merit It is so truly great can else embrace it Kin. O speak it speak it bless mine ears to hear it Make me a happy man to know it may be For still methinks I am a prisoner And feel no liberty before I find it Ar. Then know it is your sister she is mine Sir I claime her by her own word and her honor It was her open promise to that Man That durst redeeme ye Beauty set me on And fortune crowns me fair if she receive me Kin. Receive ye Sir why Sister ha so backward Stand as you knew me not nor what he has ventured My dearest Sister Ar. Good Sir pardon me There is a blushing modesty becomes her That holds her back Women are nice to wooe Sir I would not have her forc'd give her fair liberty For things compell'd and frighted of soft natures Turn into fears and flie from their own wishes Kin. Look on him my
and her Fortune-tellers Her readers of her Love-Lectures her Inflamers These doors I must pass through I hope they are wide Good day to your beauties how they take it to ' em As if they were fair indeed Quisan Good morrow to you Sir Pyn. That 's the old Hen the brood bird how she busles How like an Inventory of Lechery she looks Many a good piece of iniquity Has past her hands I warrant her I beseech you Is the fair Princess stirring Pan. Yes marry is she Sir But somewhat private you have a business with her Py. Yes forsooth have I and a serious business Pan May not we know Py. Yes when you can keep counsel Pan. How prettily he looks he 's a soldier sure His rudeness sits so handsomly upon him Quisan A good blunt Gentleman Py. Yes marry am I Yet for a push or two at sharp and 't please you Pan. My honest friend you know not who you speak to This is the Princesses Aunt Py. I like her the better And she were her Mother Lady or her Grandmother I am not so bashful but I can buckle with her Pan. Of what size is your business Pyn. Of the long sixteens And will make way I warrant ye Pan. How fine he talks Pyn. Nay in troth I talk but coursely Lady But I hold it comfortable for the understanding How fain they wou'd draw me into ribaldry These wenches that live easily live high I ove these broad discourses as they love possets These dry delights serve for preparatives Pan. Why do you look so on me Pyn. I am guessing should be By the cast of your face what the property of your place For I presume you turn a key sweet beauty And you another gravity under the Princess And by my I warrant ye good places Comly commodious Seats Quisan Prethee let him talk still For me thinks he talks handsomely Py. And truly As near as my understanding shall enable me You look as if you kept my Ladies secrets Nay do not laugh for I mean honestly How these young things tattle when they get a toy by th' end And how their hearts go pit-a-pat and look for it Wou'd it not dance too if it had a Fiddle Your gravity I guess to take the Petitions And hear the lingring suits in love dispos'd Their sighs and sorrows in their proper place You keep the Ay-me Office Quisan Prethee suffer him For as I live he 's a pretty fellow I love to hear sometimes what men think of us And thus deliver'd freely 't is no malice Proceed good honest man Pin. I will good Madam According to mens states and dignities Moneys and moveables you rate their dreams And cast the Nativity of their desires If he reward well all he thinks is prosperous And if he promise place his dreams are Oracles Your antient practique Art too in these discoveries Who loves at such a length who a span farther And who draws home yield you no little profit For these ye milk by circumstance Qui. Ye are cunning Pin. And as they oil ye and advance your Spindle So you draw out the lines of love your doors too The doors of destiny that men must pass through These are fair places Pan. He knows all Pin. Your trap-doors To pop fools in it that have no providence Your little wickets to work wise men like wires through at And draw their states and bodies into Cobwebs Your Postern doors to catch those that are cautelous And would not have the worlds eye find their knaveries Your doors of danger some men hate a pleasure Unless that may be full of fears your hope doors And those are fine commodities where fools pay For every new encouragement a new custom You have your doors of honor and of pleasure But those are for great Princes glorious vanities That travel to be famous through diseases There be the doors of poverty and death too But these you do the best you can to damm up For then your gain goes out Qui. This is a rare Lecture Pin. Read to them that understand Pan. Beshrew me I dare not venture on ye ye cut too keen Sir Enter Quisara Quisan We thank you Sir for your good mirth You are a good companion Here comes the Princess now attend your business Quisar Is there no remedy no hopes can help me No wit to set me free whose there hoe Quisan Troubled her looks are almost wild What ails the Princess I know nothing she wants Quisar Who 's that there with you Oh Signior Pyniero you are most welcome How does your noble Uncle Pin. Sad as you are Madam But he commends his service and this Letter Quisar Go off attend within Fair Sir I thank ye Pray be no stranger for indeed you are welcome For your own virtues welcome Quisan We are mistaken This is some brave fellow sure Pan. I 'm sure he 's a bold fellow But if she hold him so we must believe it Exit Quisar Do you know of this fair Sir Pin. I ghess it Madam And whether it intends I had not brought it else Quis It is a business of no common reckoning Pin. The handsomer for him that goes about it Slight actions are rewarded with slight thanks Give me a matter of some weight to wade in Quisar And can you love your Uncle so directly So seriously and so full to undertake this Can there be such a faith Pin. Dare you say I to it And set me on 't is no matter for my Uncle Or what I owe to him dare you but wish it Quisar I wou'd fain Pyn. Have it done say but so Lady Quisan Conceive it so Pyn. I will 't is that I am bound to Your Will that must command me and your Pleasure The fair aspects of those eyes that must direct me I am no Uncles Agent I am mine own Lady I scorn my able youth should plough for others Or my ambition serve for pay I aim Although I never hit as high as any man And the reward I reach at shall be equal And what love spurs me on to this desire Makes me forget an honest man a brave man A valiant and a virtuous man my countrey-man Armusâ—â— The delight of all the Minions This love of you doting upon your beauty the admiration oâ— your excellence Make me but servant to the poorest smile Or the least grace you have bestow'd on others And see how suddenly I 'll work your safety And set your thoughts at peace I am no flatterer To promise infinitely and out-dream dangers To lye a bed and swear men into Feavers Like some of your trim suiters when I promise The light is not more constant to the world Than I am to my word She turns for millions Quisar I have not seen a braver confirm'd courage Pyn. For a Tun of Crowns she turns she is a woman And much I fear a worse than I expected You are the object Lady you are the eye In which all excellence appears all
within an hour Mar. Let him command one of the City gates In time of mutiny or you may provide him To be one of the counsel for invading Some savage Countrey to plant Christian faith Wife No no I have it for him call my page Now my dear husband there it is will fit you Ex. Maria. And when the world shall see what I have done Let it not move the spleen of any Wife To make an Ass of her beloved husband Without good ground but if they will be drawn To any reason by you do not gull them But if they grow conceited of themselves And be fine Gentlemen have no mercy Publish them to the World 't will do them good When they shall see their follies understood Go bear these Letters to my servant And bid him make haste I will dress my self â—n all the Journey-Cloaths I us'd before Not to ride but to make the Laughter more Exit Enter Gentleman and Jaques Gent. Is all packt up Ja. All all Sir there is no tumbler Runs through his hoop with more dexterity Then I about this business 'T is a day That I have long long'd to see Gent. Come Where 's my Spurs Ja. Here Sir and now 't is come Gent. I Jaques now I thank my fates I can command my Wife Ja. I am glad to see it Sir Gent. I do not love alwayes To be made a puppie Jaques Ja. But yet me thinks your Worship does not look Right like a Countrey Gentleman Gent. I will give me my t'other hat Ja. Here. Gent. So my Jerkin Ja. Yes Sir Gent. On with it Jaques thou and I Will live so finely in the Countrey Jaques And have such pleasant walks into the Woods A mornings and then bring home riding-rods And walking staves Ja. And I will bear them Sir And Skurdge-sticks for the children Gent. So thou shalt And thou shalt do all over-see my Work-folkes And at the weeks end pay them all their wages Ja. I will Sir so your Worship give me Money Gent. Thou shalt receive all too give me my Drawers Ja. They are ready Sir Gent. And I will make thy Mistriss My wife look to her landrie and her dairy That we may have our linnen clean on Sundayes Ja. And Holy-dayes Gent. I and ere we walk about the Grounds Provide our break-fast Or she shall smoke I 'll have her a good huswife She shall not make a voyage to her Sisters But she shall live at home And feed her pullen fat and see her Maides In bed before her and lock all the doors Ja. Why that will be a life for Kings and Queens Gen. Give me my Scarfe with the great Button quickly Ja. 'T is done Sir Gen. Now my Mittens Ja. Here they are Sir Gen. 'T is well now my great dagger Ja. There Gen. Why so thus it should be now my riding rod. Ja. There 's nothing wanting Sir Gen. Another man to stick under my girdle Ja. There it is Gent. All is well Ja. Why now methinks your Worship looks Like to your self a Man of means and credit So did your grave and famous Ancestors Ride up and down to Fairs and cheapen cattel Gent. Goe hasten your Mistriss Sirra Ja. It shall be done Ex. Jaques Enter Servant and Page Ser. Who 's that who 's that Boy Page I think it be my Master Ser. Who he that walkes in gray whisking his riding rod Pag. Yes Sir 't is he Ser. 'T is he indeed he is prepar'd For his new journey when I wink upon you Run out and tell the Gentleman 't is time Monsieur good day Gen. Monsieur your Mistriss is within but yet not ready Ser. My business is with you Sir 't is reported I know not whether by some enemy Maliciously that envies your great hopes And would be ready to sow discontents Betwixt his Majesty and you or truely Which on my faith I would be sorry for That you intend to leave the Court in haste Gen. Faith Sir within this half hour Jaques Jaques within Sir Gent. Is my VVife ready Ja. Presently Ser. But Sir I needs must tell you as I am your friend You should have ta'en your journey privater For 't is already blaz'd about the Court. Gen. VVhy Sir I hope it is no Treason is it Ser. 'T is true Sir but 't is grown the common talk There 's no discovery else held and in the presence All the Nobility and Gentry Have nothing in their mouths but only this Monsieur Marine that noble Gentleman Is now departing hence every Mans face Looks ghastly on his fellows such a sadness Before this day I ne'er beheld in Court Mens hearts begin to fail them when they hear it In expectation of the great event That needs must follow it pray Heaven it be good Gen. VVhy I had rather all their hearts should fail Than I stay here until my purse fail me Ser. But yet you are a Subject and beware I charge you by the love I bear to you How you do venture rashly on a course To make your Sovereign jealous of your deeds For Princes jealousies where they love most Are easily found but they be hardly lost Gen. Come these are tricks I smell 'em I will goe Ser. Have I not still profest my self your friend Gen. Yes but you never shewd it to me yet Ser. But now I will because I see you wise And give ye thus much light into a business That came to me but now be resolute Stand stifly to it that you will depart And presently Gen. Why so I mean to doe Ser. And by this light you may be what you will Will you be secret Sir Gen. Why What 's the matter Ser. The King does fear you Gent. How Sâ—r. And is now in Counsel Gent. About me Ser. About you and you be wise You 'll find he 's in Counsel about you His Counsellors have told him all the truth Gent. What truth Ser. Why that which now he knows too well Gent. What is' t Ser. That you have followed him seven years With a great train and though he have not grac't you Yet you have div'd into the hearts of thousands With liberality and noble carriage And if you should depart home unprefer'd All discontented and seditious spirits Would flock to you and thrust you into action With whose help and your Tenants who doth not know If you were so dispos'd How great a part of this yet fertile peaceful Realm of France â—ou might make desolate but when the King Heard this Gent. What said he Ser. Nothing but shook â—s never Christian Prince did shake before â—ad to be short you may be what you will 〈◊〉 be not ambitious Sir sit down With moderate honors least you make your self â—ore fear'd Gent. I know Sir what I have to doe â— mine own business Enter Longavile Long. Where 's Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Why there he stands will you ought with him Long. Yes Good day Monsieur Marine Gent. Good day to you Long. His Majesty
shew before my Cosin's wondring face The greatness of my pomp and of my place Exeunt omnes Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Cosin and his Wife Cos SIrrah is all things carried to the Tailor The measure and the fashion of the Gown With the best trim Mâ—n Yes Sir and 't will be ready within this two days Cos For my self I care not I have a suit or two of antient Velvet Which with some small correcting and addition May steal into the presence Wife Would my Gown were ready Husband I 'll lay my life To make you something e'r to morrow night Cos It must not be Before we see the Duke and have advice How to behave our selves le ts in the while And keep our selves from knowledge till time shall call us Enter Long and Bew. Long. I much admire the fierce masculine spirit Of this dread Amazon Bew. This following night I 'll have a wench in solace Long. Sir I hear you And will be with you if I live no more Enter Maria. Ma. My Lady would intreat your presence Gentlemen Bew. We will obey your Lady she is worthy Long. You light alone a word or two M a. Your Will Sir Long. Hark in your ear wilt thou be married speak wilt thou marry Ma. Married to whom Sir Long. To a proper fellow landed and able bodied Ma. Why do you flout me Sir Long. I swear I do not I love thee for thy Ladies sake be free Ma. If I could meet such matches as you speak of I were a very child to lose my time Sir Long. What saist thou to Monsieur Bewford Ma. Sir I say he 's a proper Gentleman and far Above my means to look at Long. Dost thou like him Ma. Yes Sir and ever did Long. He is thine own Ma. You are too great in promises Long. Be rul'd and follow my advice he shall be thine Ma. Would you would make it good Sir Long. Do but thus Get thee a cushion underneath thy cloaths And leave the rest to me Ma. I 'll be your scholar I cannot lose much by the venture sure Long. Thou wilt lose a pretty maidenhead my rogue Or I am much o' th' bow hand you 'll remember If all this take effect who did it for you And what I may deserve for such a kindness Ma. Yours Sir Exeunt Enter Jaques and Shattillion severally Jaq. Save ye Sir Shat. Save the King Jaq. I pray you Sir which is the nearest way Shat. Save the King this is the nearest way Jaq. Which is the nearest way to the Post-house Shat. God save the King and his Post-house Jaq. I pray Sir direct me to the house Shyt Heaven save the King you cannot catch me Sir Jaq. I do not understand you Sir Shat. You do not I say you cannot catch me Sir Jaq. Not catch you Sir Shat. No Sir nor can the King With all his stratagems and his forced tricks Although he put his Nobles in disguise Never so oft to sift into my words By course of Law lay hold upon my life Jaq. It is business that my Lord the Duke Is by the King imployed in and he thinks I am acquainted with it Shat. I shall not need to rip the cause up From the first to you But if his Majesty had suffer'd me To marry her though she be after him The right heir general to the Crown of France I would not have convey'd her into Spain As it was thought nor would I e'er have joyn'd With the reformed Churches to make them Stand for my cause Jaq. I do not think you would Shat. I thank you Sir And since I see you are a favourer Of virtues kept in bondage Tell directly to my soveraign King For so I will acknowledge him for ever How you have found my staid affections Setled for peace and for the present state Jaq. Why Sir Shat. And good Sir tell him further this That notwithstanding all suggestions Brought to him against me and all his suspitions Which are innumerable to my treasons If he will warrant me but publique trial I 'll freely yeild my self into his hands Can he have more than this Jaq. No by my troth Shat. I would his Majesty would hear but reason As well as you Jaq. But Sir you do mistake me For I never saw the King In all my life but once therefore good Sir May it please you to shew me which is the Post-house Sha. I cry you mercy Sir then you are my friend Jaq. Yes Sir Sha. And such men are very rare with me The Post-house is hard by farewel Jaq. I thank you Sir I must ride hard to night And it is dark already Sha. I am cruel to send this man directly to his death That is my friend and I might easily save him He shall not dye come back my friend come back Jaq. What is your Will Sha. Do you not know Jaq. Not I. Sha. And do you gather nothing by my face Jaq. No Sir Sha. Virtue is ever innocent Lay not the fault on me I grieve for you And wish that all my tears might win your safety Jaq. Why Sir Sha. Alas good friend you are undone The more ill fortune mine to be the means Of your sad overthrow you know not me Jaq. No truly Sir Sha. Would you had never seen me I am a man pursu'd by the whole state And sure some one hath seen me talk with you Jaq. Yes divers Sir Sha. Why then your head is gone Jaq. I 'll out of town Sha. Would it were soon enough Stay if you love your life or else you are taken Jaq. What shall I do Sha. I 'll venture deeply for him Rather than to cast away an innocent Take courage friend I will preserve thy life With hazard of mine own Jaq. I thank you Sir Sha. This night thou shalt be lodg'd within my doors Which shall be all lock'd fast and in the morn I 'll so provide you shall have free access To the Sea-side and so be shipt away â—'r any know it Jaq. Good Sir suddainly I am afraid to dye Sha. Then follow me Exeunt Enter Shatillion 's Love Love This way he went and there 's the house I hope His better Angel hath directed him To leave the wandring streets poor Gentleman Would I were able with as free a heart To set his soul right as I am to grieve The ruine of his fame which God forgive me Sir if you be within I pray Sir speak to me Sha. I am within and will be what are you Love A friend Sha. No Sir you must pardon me I am acquainted with none such be speedy â—riend there is no other remedy Love A word Sir I say I am your friend Sha. You cannot scape by any other means Be not fearful God save the King What 's your businéss Sir Lov. To speak with you Sha. Speak out then Lov. Shall I not come up Sha. Thou shalt not flie if thou be'st thine own friend There lies the suit and all the
Longaveil Long. Nay Monsieur I 'll forbid that we 'll have fair play Lend me your candle are you taken Bewford A lecher of your practice and close carriage To be discovered thus I am asham'd So great a master in his art should fail And stagger in his grounds Bew. You 're wide This woman and my self are man and wife And have been so this half year Where are you now have I been discover'd You cannot break so easily on me Sir I am too wary to be open'd by you Long. But these are but illusions to give colour To your most mystick leachery but Sir The belly hath betraid you all it must out Bew. Good Longaveil believe me on my faith I am her husband Long. On my faith I cannot unless I saw Your hands fast and your hearts Bew. Why Longavile when did I give that to your ears That was not truth by all the world she 's mine She is my wife and to confirm you better I give my self again here take my hand And I yours we are once more married Will this content you Long. Yes I am believing and God give you joy Bew. My loving wife I will not wrong thee Since I am thine and only loved of thee From this hour I vow my self a new man Be not jealous for though I had a purpose To have spent an hour or two in solace otherwise And was provided for it yet my love Shall put a better temper to my blood Come out thou woman of unwholsome life Be sorry for thy sins and learn to mend Nay never hide your face you shall be seen Long. Jaques why Jaques art thou that Jaques The very staffe and right hand of our Duke Speak thou bearded Venus Jaq. I am he by miracle preserv'd to be that Jaques Within this two hours Gentlemen poor Jaques Was but as coarse in grave a man of wisdom That of my conscience if he had his right Should have a pretty State but that 's all one That Noble Gentleman did save this life I keep it for him 't is his own Long. Oh Bacchus is all the world drunk come we 'll to the Duke And give thanks for this delivery Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Duke and Jaques Duke NOt gone unto my Tenants to relate My Grace and Honor the mightiness Of my new name which would have struck a terror Through their course doublets to their very hearts Jaq. Alas great Lord and Master I could scarce With safety of my life return again Unto your graces house and but for one That had some mercy I had sure been hang'd Duke My house Jrq. Yes Sir this house your house i' th' Town Duke Jaques we are displeas'd hath it no name Jaq. What name Duke Dull rogue what hath the King bestow'd So many honors open'd all his springs And show'red his graces down upon my head And has my house no name no title yet Burgundy house you ass Jaq. Your graces mercy And when I was come off and had recover'd Burgundy house I durst not yet be seen But lay all night for fear of pursevants In Burgundy privie house Duke Oh Sir 't is well Can you remember now but Jaques know Since thy intended journey is so crost I will go down my self this morning Jaq. Sir Duke Have I not said this morning Jaq. But consider That nothing is prepared yet for your journey Your graces teams not here to draw your cloaths And not a Carrier yet in town to send by Duke I say once more go about it You 're a wise man you 'd have me linger time Till I have worn these cloaths out will ye go Ex. Jaq. Make ye ready Wife Enter Wife Duc. I am so mighty Duke Duke Nay for the Countrey Duc. How for the Countrey Duke Yes I am resolv'd to see my Tenants in this bravery Make them a sumptuous feast with a slight shew Of Dives and Lazarus and a squib or two And so return Duc. Why Sir you are not mad Duke How many Dukes have ye known mad I pray speak Duc. You are the first Sir and I hope the last But you are stark horn-mad Duke Forbear good wife Duc. As I have faith you 're mad your horns Have been too heavy for you and have broke Your skull in pieces If you be in earnest Duke Well you shall know my skull and wits are whole E'r I have done and yet I am in earnest Duc. Why do you think I 'll go Duke I know you shall Duc. I shall by what authority shall I Duke I am your Husband Duc. True I confess it And by that name the world hath given you A power to sway me but Sir you shall know There is a greater bond that ties me here Allegeance to the King has he not heapt Those honors on you to no other end But to stay you here and shall I have a hand In the offending such a gracious Prince Besides our own undoings lies upon 't Were there no other cause I do not see Why you should go If I should say you should not Duke Do you think so Duc. Yes faith Duke Now good wife make me understand that point Duc. Why that you shall did I not bring you hither Duke Yes Duc. And were not all these honors wrought out of the fire by me Duke By you Duc. By me how strange you make it When you came first did you not walk the Town In a long Cloak half compass an old Hat Lin'd with Vellure and on it for a band A skein of crimson Cruil Duke I confess it Duc. And took base courses Duke Base Duc. Base by this light extream base and scurvie monstrous base Duste What were these courses wife Duc. Why you shall know Did you not thus attir'd trot up and down Plotting for vild and lowsie Offices And agreed with the Sergeant of the Bears To buy his place deny this if you can Duke Why it is true Duc. And was not that monstrous base Duke Be advis'd wife a Bear 's a Princely beast Duc. A Bear Duke Yes wife and one side venison Duc. You 're more than one side fool I am sure of that Duke But since you have vext me wife know you shall go Or you shall never have penny from me Duc. Nay I have done and though I know 't will be Your overthrow I 'll not forsake you now Duke Be ready then Exit Duke Duc. I will Enter Bewf. Long Serv. Maria. Long. What are you married Bewford Bew. I as fast as words and hearts and hands and Prieâ— can make uâ— Duc. Oh Gentlemen we are undone Long. For what Duc. This Gentleman the Lord of Lorgue my Husband Will be gone down to shew his play-fellows Where he is gay Bew. What down into Countrey Duc. Yes faith was ever fool but he so cross I would as fain be gracious to him As he could wish me but he will not let me Speak faithfully will he deserve my mercy Long. According to his merits he
both you shall Doe loyal service and reward your Duties Cas Heaven preserve your Highness Qu. But yet my Lords and Gentlemen let none Mistake me that because I urge your wisdoms I shall grow careless and impose on you The managing of this great Province no We will be active too and as we are In dignity above your persons so The greatest portion of the difficulties We all to us you in your several places Relieving us with your experience Observing in your best directions All modesty and distance for although We are but young no action shall forfeit Our royal priviledge or encourage any Too unreverent boldness as it will become Our honor to consult e'r we determine Of the most necessary things of state So we are sensible of a check But in a brow that saucily controuls Our action presuming on our years As few or frailty of our sex that head Is not secure that dares our power or justice Phi. She has a brave spirit look how the Protector Grows pale already Qu. But I speak to you Are perfect in obedience and may spare This Theme yet 't was no immatrial Part of our character since I desire All should take notice I have studied The knowledge of my self by which I shall Better distinguish of your worth and persons In your relations to us Lis This language Is but a threatening to some body Qu. But we miss some that use not to absent Their duties from us where 's Macarius Cas Retir'd to grieve your Majesty hath given Consent Arcadius should enter the List To day with young Seleucus Qu. We purpose Enter Gentleman They shall proceed what 's he Phil. A Gentleman belonging to Seleucus that gives notice He is prepar'd and waits your royal pleasure Qu. He was compos'd for action give notice To Arâ—adius and admit the challenger Let other Princes boast their gaudy tilting And mockery of battles but our triumph Is celebrated with true noble valour Enter Seleucus Arcadius at several doors their Pages before them bearing their Targets Two young men spirited enough to have Two kingdoms staked upon their swords Lisimachus Do not they excellently become their arms 'T were pity but they should do something more Then wave their plumes A shout within What noise is that Enter Macarius and Eubulus Mac. The peoples joy to know us reconcil'd Is added to the jubile of the day We have no more a faction but one heart Peace flow in every bosom Eub. Throw away These instruments of death and like two friends Embrace by our example Qu. This unfein'd Mac. By our duties to your self dear Madam Command them not advance our houses from This minute are incorporated happy day Our eyes at which before revenge look'd forth May clear suspition oh my Arcadius Eub. We have found a nearer way to friendship Madam Than by exposing them to fight for us Qu. If this be faithful our desires are blest We had no thought to waste but reconcile Your bloud this way and we did prophesie This happy chance spring into eithers bosom Arcadius and Seleucus what can now Be added to this days felicity Yes there is something is there not my Lord While we are Virgin queen Cas Ha that string Doth promise Musick Qu. I am yet my Lords Your single joy and when I look upon What I have took to manage the great care Of this most flourishing kingdom I incline To think I shall do justice to my self If I choose one whose strength and virtue may Assist my undertaking think you Lords A Husband would not help Lis No question Madam And he that purpose to make you so blest Must needs be worthy of our humblest duty It is the general vote Qu. We will not then Trouble Ambassadors to treat with any Princes abroad within our own dominion Fruitful in honor we shall make our choice And that we may not keep you over long In tho imagination from this circle we â—ave purpose to elect one whom I shall â—â—ote a King and Husband Lisa Now my Lord Lisimachus Que. Nor shall we in this action be accus'd Of rashness since the man we shall declare Deserving our affection hath been early â— our opinion which had reason first To guide it and his known nobility â—ong marry'd to our thoughts will justifie Our fair election Phi. Lisimachus blushes Cas Direct our duties Madam to pray for him Que. Arcadius you see from whence we come Pray lead us back you may ascend She comes from the State Cas How 's this o're-reach'd Arc. Madam be charitable to your humblest creature Doe not reward the heart that falls in duty Beneath your feet with making me the burden Of the Court-mirth a mockery for Pages T were Treason in me but to think you meane thus Que. Arcadius you must refuse my love â—r shame this Kingdom Phi. Is the wind in that corner Cas I shall run mad Lisimachus Lisi Sir contain your self Sel. Is this to be believ'd Mac. What dream is this Phi. He kisses her now by this day I am glad on 't Lisa Mark the Protector Ant. Let him fret his heart-strings Que. Is the day cloudy on the sudden Arc. Gentlemen â— was not my ambition I durst never â—spire so high in thought but since her Majesty â—ath pleas'd to call me to this honor I Will study to be worthy of her grace â—y whom I live Que. The Church to morrow shall Confirme our marriage noble Lisimachus We 'll find out other wayes to recompence Your love to us set forward come Arcadius Mac. It must be so and yet let me consider Cas He insults already policy assist me To break his neck Lisi Who would trust Woman Lost in a pair of minutes lost how bright â— morning rose but now 't is night Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Polidora and a Servant Pol. OH where shall Virgins look for faith hereafter If he prove false after so many vowes â—nd yet if I consider he was tempted Above the strength of a young Lover two â—â—ch glorious courting his acceptance were Able to make disloyalty no sin At least not seem a fault a Lady first Whose very looks would thaw a man more frozen Than the Alps quicken a soulmore dead than Winter Add to her beauty and perfection That she 's a Queen and brings with her a Kingdom â—ble to make a great mind forfeit Heaven What could the frailty of Arcadius â—â—ggest to unspirit him so much as not To fly to her embraces you were present When she declar'd her self Ser. Yes Madam Pol. Tell me Did not he make a pause when the fair Queen A full temptation stood him Ser. Very little My judgment could distinguish she did no sooner Propound but he accepted Pol. That was ill He might with honor stand one or two minutes Me thinks it should have startled him a little To have rememberd me I have deserv'd At least a cold thought well pray give it him Ser. I shall Pol. When Ser.
Instantly Pol Not so But take a time when his joy swels him most When his delights are high and ravishing When you perceive his Soul dance in his eyes When she that must be his hath drest her beauty With all her pride and sends a thousand Cupids To call him to the tasting of her lip Then give him this and tell him while I live I 'll pray for him Ser. I shall Exeunt Enter Cassander and Lisimachus Cas There is no way but death Lisi That 's black and horrid Consider Sir it was her sin not his I cannot accuse him what man could carry A heart so frozen not to melt at such A glorious flame Who could not fly to such A happiness Cas Have you ambition To be a tame fool see so vast an injury And not revenge it make me not suspect Thy Mother for this sufferance my Son Lis Pray hear me Sir Cas Hear a patient gull A property thou hast no blood of mine If this affront provoke thee not how canst Be charitable to thy self and let him live To glory in thy shame Nor is he innocent He had before crept slily into her bosome And practised thy dishonor Lisi You begin to stir me Sir Cas How else could she be guilty Of such contempt of thee and in the eye Of all the Kingdom they conspir'd this stain When they had cunning meetings shall thy love And blooming hopes be scatter'd thus and Lisimachus Stand idle gazer Lisi What Sir will his death Advantage us if she be false to me So irreligious and to touch her person Pause we may be observed Enter Philocles and Lisander Lisa 'T is the Protector And his son Phi. Alas poor Gentleman I pitty His neglect but am not sorry for his Father Phi. 'T is a strange turne Lisa The whirligigs of Women Phi. Your Graces servant Cas I am yours Gentlemen And should be happy to deserve your loves Phi. Now he can flatter Lisa In't Sir to inlarge your sufferings I have A heart doth wish The Qeeen had known better to reward Your love and merit Lisa If you would express Your love to me pray do not mention it I must obey my fate Phi. She will be married To t'other Gentleman for certain then Cas I hope you 'll wish 'em joy Phi. Indeed I will Sir Lisa Your Graces servant Exit Cas We are grown Ridiculous the pastime of the Court Here comes another Enter Seleucus Sel. Where 's your Son my Lord Cas Like a neglected servant of his Mistress Sel. I would ask him a question Cas What Sel. Whether the Queen As 't is reported lov'd him he can tell Whether she promis'd what they talke of marriage Cas I can resolve you that Sir Sel. She did promise Cas Yes Sel. Then shee 's a Woman and your Son Cas What Sel. Not worthy his blood and expectation If he be calme Cas There 's no opposing destiny Sel. I would cut the Throat Cas Whose throat Sel. The destinies that 's all your pardon Sir I am Seleucus still a poor shadow o th' World a walking picture it concerns Not me I am forgotten by my stars Cas The Queen with more discretion might ha chosen Thee Sel. Whom Cas Thee Seleucus Sel. Me I cannot dance and frisk with due activity My body is lead I have too much phlegme what should I do with a Kingdome no Arcadius Becomes the cushion and can please yet setting Aside the trick that Ladies of Blood look at Another Man might make a shift to weare Rich Clothes sit in the chair of state and nod Dare venture on discourse that does not trench On compliment and think the study of Armes And Arts more commendable in a Gentleman Than any Galliard Cas Arcadius And you were reconcil'd Sel. We yes oh yes But 't is not manners now to say we are friends At our equality there had been reason But now subjection is the word Cas They are not Yet married Sel. I 'll make no Oath upon 't My Lord Lisimachus A word you 'll not be angry if I love you May not a Batchellor be made a Cuckold Lisi How Sir Cas Lisimachus this Gentleman Is worth our embrace hee 's spirited And may be useful Sel. Hark you can you tell Where 's the best Dancing-master and you mean To rise at Court practise to caper farewel The noble science that makes work for cutlers It will be out of fashion to weare swords Masques and devices welcome I salute you Is it not pitty any division Should be heard out of Musick Oh 't will be An excellent age of crotchets and of Canters Buy Captains that like fools will spend your blood Out of your Country you will be of less Use than your feathers if you return unman'd You shall be beaten soon to a new march When you shall think it a discretion To sell your glorious buffes to buy fine pumps And pantables this is I hope no treason Enter Arcadius leading the Queen Charia Eubulus Lisander Philocles Polidora servant Cas Wot stay Lisimachus Lisi Yes Sir And shew a patience above her injury Arc. This honor is too much Madam assume Your place and let Arcadius waite still 'T is happiness enough to be your servant Cas Now he dissembles Que. Sir you must sit Arc. I am Obedient Que. This is not Musick Sprightly enough it feeds the soul with melancholy How sayes Arcadius Arc. Give me leave to think There is no harmony but in your voice And not an accent of your heavenly tongue But strikes me into rapture I incline To think the tale of Orpheus no fable 'T is possible he might inchant the Rocks And charme the Forrest soften hell hell it self With his commanding Lute it is no miracle To what you work whose very breath conveyes The hearer into Heaven how at your lips Day-winds gather Perfumes proudly glide away To disperse sweetness round about the world Sel. Fine stuff Que. You cannot flatter Arc. Not if I should say Nature had plac'd you here the creatures wonder And her own spring from which all excellence On Earth's deriv'd and copyed forth and when The character of fair and good in others Is quite worne out and lost looking on you It is supply'd and you alone made mortal To feed and keep alive all beauty Sel. Ha ha Can you indure it Gentlemen Lisa What do you meane Sel. Nay ask him what he meanes mine is a down Right laugh Que. Well Sir proceed Arc. At such bright eyes the stars do light themselves At such a forehead Swans renew their white From such a lip the morning gathers blushes Sel. The morning is more modest than thy praises VVhat a thing does he make her Arc. And when you flie to Heaven and leave this work No longer maintenance of goodness from you Then Poetry shall lose all use with us And be no more since nothing in your absence Is left that can be worthy of a Verse Sel. Ha ha Que. VVhos 's that Sel. 'T was I
it must be granted Sop. If you have Cancell'd your kind opinion of me Deny me not to know who hath succeeded Sophia in your heart I beg the name Of your new Mistriss Lis You shall know her Madam If but these tumults cease and fate allow us To see the Court agen I hope you 'll bring No mutiny against her but this is No time to talk of Love let me attend you Sop. I must expect till you are pleas'd to satisfie My poor request conduct me at your pleasure Exeunt Enter Leonatus Eubulus Bishop Lisander and Philocles Leo. They are too slow dispatch new messengers To intreat 'em fairly hither I am extasi'd Were you witness for me too is it possible I am what this affirms true Leonatus And were you not my Father was I given In trust to you an Infant Eub. 'T is a truth Our soul 's bound to acknowledge you supply'd The absence and opinion of my Son Who died but to make you my greater care I know not of Demetrius but suppos'd Him dead indeed as Epire thought you were Your Fathers character doth want no testimony Which but compar'd with what concerns Demetrius Will prove it self King Theodosius act Your Royal Father Bish I am subscrib'd to both his Legacies By oath oblig'd to secresie until Thus fairly summon'd to reveal the trust Eub. Cassander had no thought you would prove thus To whose policie I gave this aim although He wrought you up to serve but as his Engine To batter young Demetrius for it was Your Fathers prudent jealousie that made him Give out your early deaths as if his soul Prophecy'd his own first and fear'd to leave Either of you to the unsafe protection Of one whose study would be to supplant Your right and make himself the King of Epire. Bish Your Sister fair Sophia in your Fathers Life was design'd to marry with Lisimachus That guarded her although she us'd some Art To quit her pupillage and being absolute Declar'd love to Demetrius which enforc'd Macarius to discover first your brother Leo. No more lest you destroy agen Leonatus With wonder of his fate are they not come yet Something it was I felt within my envy Of young Demetrius's fortune there were seeds Scattered upon my heart that made it swell With thought of Empire Princes I see cannot Be totally eclips'd but wherefore stays Demetrius and Sophia at whose names A gentle spirit walk'd upon my blood Enter Demetrius Polidora Sophia Macarius Cassander Lisima Eub. They are here Leo. Then thus I flie into their bosoms Nature has rectifi'd in me Demetrius The wandrings of ambition our dear Sister You are amaz'd I did expect it read Assurance there the day is big with wonder Mac. What means all this Leo. Lisimachus be dear to us Cassander you are welcome too Cas Not I I do not look for 't all this sha'not bribe My conscience to your faction and make Me false agen Seleucus is no son Of Theodosius my dear Countrey-men Correct your erring duties and to that Your lawful King prostrate your selves Demetrius Doth challenge all your knees Dem. All Love and Duty Flow from me to my Royal King and Brother I am confirm'd Cas You are two credulous What can betray your faith so much Leo. Sophia you appear sad as if your Will Gave no consent to this days happiness Sop. No joy exceeds Sophia's for your self Lis With your pardon Sir I apprehend A cause that makes her troubled she desires To know what other Mistriss since her late Unkindness I have chosen to direct My faith and service Leo. Another Mistriss Lis Yes Sir Leo. And does our Sister love Lisimachus Sop. Here 's something would confess Leo. He must not dare To affront Sophia Cas How my shame confounds me I beg your justice without pity on My age Leo. Your pennance shall be to be faithful To our state hereafter Omnes May you live long and happy Leonatus King of Epire. Leo. But where 's your other Mistriss Lis Even here Sir Leo. Our Sister is this another Mistriss Sir Sis It holds To prove my thoughts were so when she began Her sorrow for neglecting me that sweetness Deserv'd I should esteem her another Mistriss Then when she cruelly forsook Lisimachus Your pardon Madam and receive a heart Proud with my first devotions to serve you Sop. In this I am crown'd agen now mine for ever Leo. You have deceiv'd her happily Joy to you both Dem. We are ripe for the same wishes Polidora's part of me Pol. He all my blessing Leo. Heaven pour full joys upon you Mac. We are all blest There wants but one to fill your arms Leo. My Mistriss And Wife shall be my Countrey to which I Was in my birth contracted your love since Hath plaid the Priest to perfect what was ceremony Though Kingdoms by just Titles prove our own The subjects hearts do best secure a Crown Exeunt Omnes EPILOGUE THere is no Coronation to day Vnless your gentle votes do crown our Play If smiles appear within each Ladies eye Which are the leading Stars in this fair skie Our solemn day sets glorious for then We hope by their sad influence the men Will grace what they first shin'd on make 't appear Both how we please and bless our covetous ear With your applause more welcome than the Bells Vpon a triumph Bonfires or what else Can speak a Coronation And though I Were late depos'd and spoil'd of Majesty By the kind aid of your hands Gentlemen I quickly may be Crown'd a Queen agen THE COXCOMB A Comedy The Persons represented in the Play Ricardo a young Gentleman in love with Viola Antonio the Coxcomb Gentleman Mercurie fellow-traveller with Antonio three merry Gentlemen friends to Ricardo Uberto Pedro Silvio Valerio a Countrey Gentleman Curio Kinsman to Antonio Justice a shallow one Andrugio Father to Viola Alexander servant to Mercurie's Mother Marke the Justice's Clerk Rowland servant to Andrugio Tinker Constable Watch Drawer Musicians Women Viola Daughter to Andrugio Maria Wife to Antonio A Countrey-woman Mother to Mercurie Milk-maids Nan and Madge Dorothie the Tinkers Trull The Scene England France The Principal Actors were Nathan Field Giles Gary Rich. Allen Robert Benfeild Joseph Taylor Emanuel Read Hugh Atawell Will. Barcksted PROLOGUE THis Comedy long forgot by some thought dead By us preserv'd once more doth raise her head And to your noble censures does present Her outward form and inward ornament Nor let this smell of arrogance since 't is known The makers that confest it for their own Were this way skilful and without the crime Of flatteries I may say did please the time The work it self too when it first came forth In the opinion of men of worth Was well receiv'd and favour'd though some rude And harsh among th' ignorant multitude That relish gross food better than a dish That 's cook'd with care and serv'd into the wish Of curious pallats wanting wit and strength Truly to judge condemn'd it for
â—et I was bold enough to steal this key â—t of my fathers Chamber and dare yet â—eâ—ture upon mine enemy the night â—rm'd only with my love to meet my friend â—las how valiant and how fraid at once â—ove makes a Virgin I will throw this key â—ack through a window I had wealth enough â— Jewels with me if I hold his love â— steal e'm for farewell my place of birth â— never make account to look on thee again â—nd if there be as I have heard men say â—hese houshold gods I do beseech them look â—o this my charge bless it from theeves and fire â—nd keep till happily my love I win â—e from thy door and hold my Father in Exit Enter Richardo Pedro Uberto Silvio and Drawer with a Candle Ric. No more for Gods sake how is the night boy Draw Faith Sir 't is very late Vb. Faith Sir you lie is this your jack i' th' clock-house â—ill you strike Sir gi 's some more sack you varlet Ric. Nay if you love me good Vberto goe â—m monstrous hot with Wine Vb. Quench it again with love Gentlemen I will drink â—â—e health more and then if my legs say me not shamefully â—y I will go with you give me a singular quart Draw Of what Wine Sir Vber Of Sack you that speak confusion at the bar of Sack I say and every one his quart what a Devil le ts be merry Draw You shall Sir Exit Ped. We will Sir and a dryed tongue Sil. And an Olive boy and a whole bunch of fidlers my head swims plaguely ' uds pretious I shall be clawd Enter Drawer with four quarts of wine Ric. Pray go I can drink no more think on your promise 't is midnight Gentlemen Vb. O that it were dum midnight now not a word more every man on 's knees and betake himself to his saint here 's to your wench seignior all this and then away Rich. I cannot drink it Ped. 'T is a toy a toy away wo't Vber Now dare I speak any thing to any body living come Where 's the fault off with it Ric. I have broke my wind Call you this Sack I wonder who made it he was a sure workman for 't is plaguy strong work Is it gone round Vb. 'T is at the last out of my way good boy Is the Moon up yet Draw Yes Sir Vb. Where is she boy Draw There Sir Vb. We shall have rain and thunder boy Draw When Sir Vb. I cannot tell but sure we shall boy Draw The Gentleman is Wine-wise Vber Drawer Draw Here Sir Vb. Can you procure Draw What Sir Vber A Whore or two or three as need shall serve boy Sil. I a good Whore were worth money boy Draw I protest Sir we are all together unprovided Ric. The mor 's the pitty boy Can you not ' vize us where my Child Ped. Why where were you brought up boy no inckling of a Whore no aym my boy Vber It cannot sink in my head now that thou shouldst marry Why shouldst thou marry tell me Rich. I marry I 'll be hang'd first some more wine boy Sil. Is she not a Whore translated and she be le ts repair to her Ric. I cannot tell she may be an offender but signior Silvio I shall scratch your head indeed I shall Sil. Judge me I do but jest with thee what an she were inverted with her heeles upward like a traitor's Coat what care I. Vb. I hang her Shall we fall out for her Rich. I am a little angry but these wenches Did you not talke of wenches Sil. Boy lend me your Candle Draw Why Sir Sil. To set fire to your rotten feeling you 'll keep no Whores Rogue no good members Draw Whores Sir Silv. I Whores Sir Do you think we come to lye with your hogsheads Rich. I must beat the watch I have long'd for 't any time this three weeks Silv. Wee 'll beat the Town too and thou wilt we are proof boy Shall she kill any body Rich. No but wee 'll hurt 'em dangerously Vber Silv. Now must I kill one I cannot avoid it boy easily afore there with your candle Where 's your Mistriss Draw A bed Sir Sil. With whom Draw With my Master Vber You lye Boy shee 's better brought up than to lye with her husband Has he not cast his head yet next year he will be a velvet-headed Cuckold Exeunt Draw You are a merry Gentleman there Sir take hold Enter Viola Viola This is the place I have out-told the Clock For haste he is not here Richardo no Now every power that loves and is belov'd Keep me from shame to night for all you know Each thought of mine is innocent and pure As flesh and blood can hold I cannot back I threw the Kywi thin and ere I raise My Father up to see his daughters shame I 'll set me down and tell the Northern Wind That it is gentler than the curling West If it will blow me dead but he will come I'saith 't is cold if he deceive me thus A woman will not easily trust a Man Hark What 's that Sil. within Th' art over long at thy pot tom tom thou art over long at the pot tom Viol. Bless me Whos 's that Pedro within Whoo Vber within There Boyes Viol. Darkness be thou my cover I must fly To thee I haste for help Enter Richardo Pedro Uberto Drawer with a Torch Viol. They have a light Wind if thou lov'st a Virgin blow it out And I will never shut a window more To keep thee from me Rich. Boy Draw Sir Rich. Why Boy Draw What say you Sir Rich. Why Boy Art thou drunk Boy Draw What would you Sir Rich. Why very good Where are we Vber I that 's the point Draw Why Sir you will be at your Lodging presently Rich. I 'll go to no lodging Boy Draw Whither will you go then Sir Rich. I 'll go no farther Draw For Gods sake Sir do not stay here all night Rich. No more I will not Boy lay me down and rowle me to a Whore Vber And me Ped. There spoke an Silvio Then set your foot to my foot and up tailes all Viola That is Richardo what a noise they make 'T is ill done on 'em here Sirs Richardo Rich. What 's that Boy Draw 'T is a Wench Sir pray Gentlemen come away Viol. O my dear love How doest thou Rich. Faith sweet heart even as thou seest Ped. Where 's thy Wench Vber Where 's this bed worme Viol. Speak softly for the love of heaven Draw Mistriss get you gone and do not entice the Gentlemen now you see they 'r drunk or I 'll call the Watch and lay you fast enough Vio. Alas What are you or What do you mean Sweet love Where 's the place Ric. Marry sweet love e'en here lye down I 'll feese thee Vio. Good God! What mean you Ped. I 'll have the Wench Vber If you can get her Sil. No I 'll lye with the
Sir Ant. I have a Cause Sir that 's enough for you well iâ— I be not famous I am wrong'd much for any thing I know I will not trouble him this week at least no let them take their way one of another 1 Ser. Sir VVill you be still an Irish-man Ant. Yes a while 2 Ser. But your VVorship will be beaten no more Ant. No I thank you William 1 Ser. In truth Sir if it must be so I 'll do it better than a stranger Ant. Goe you are Knaves both but I forgive you I am almost mad with the apprehension of what I shall be noâ— a word I charge you Exeunt Enter Valerio and Viola Val. Come pretty soul we now are near our home And whilst our horses are walkt down the hill Let thou and I walke here over this Close The foot-way is more pleasant 't is a time My pretty one not to be wept away For every living thing is full of love Art not thou so too ha Vio. Nay there are living things empty of love Or I had not been here but for my self Alas I have too much Val. It cannot be that so much beauty so much youth and grace should have too much of love Vio. Pray what is love for I am full of that I do not know Val. Why love fair Maid is an extream desire That 's not to be examin'd but fulfill'd To ask the reason why thou art in love Or what might be the noblest end in love Would overthrow that kindly rising warmth That many times slides gently o'r the heart 'T would make thee grave and staid thy thoughts would be Like a thrice married Widow full of ends And void of all compassion and to fright thee From such enquiry whereas thou art now Living in ignorance mild fresh and sweet And but sixteen the knowing what love is Would make thee six and forty Vio. Would it would make me nothing I have heard Scholars affirm the world 's upheld by Love But I believe women maintain all this For there 's no love in men Val. Yes in some men Vio. I know them not Val. Why there is love in me Vio. There 's charity I am sure towards me Val. And love which I will now express my pretty maid I dare not bring thee home my wife is foul And therefore envious she is very old And therefore jealous thou art fair and young A subject fit for her unlucky vices To work upon she never will endure thee Vio. She may endure â—f she be ought but Devil all the friendship That I will hold with you can she endure I should be thankful to you may I pray For you and her will she be brought to think That all the honest industry I have Deserves brown bread if this may be endur'd â—he'll pick a quarrel with a sleeping child E'r she fall out with me Val. But trust me she does hate all handsomness Vio. How fell you in love with such a creature Val. I never lov'd her Vio. And yet married her Val. She was a rich one Vio. And you swore I warrant you she was a fair one then too Val. Or believe me I think I had not had her Vio. Are you men all such wou'd you wou'd wall us in a place Where all we women that are innocent â—ight live together Val. Do not weep at this Although I dare not for some weighty reason Displease my Wife yet I forget not thee Vio. What will you do with me Val. Thou shalt be plac'd â—t my mans house and have such food and raiment â—s can be bought with money these white hands â—â—all never learn to work but they shall play As thou say'st they were wont teaching the strings To move in order or what else thou wilt Vio. I thank you Sir but pray you cloath me poorly And let my labor get me means to live Val. But fair one you I know do so much hate A foul ingratitude you will not look 〈◊〉 â—ould do this for nothing Vio. I will work as much out as I can and take as little That you shall have as duely paid to you â—s ever servant did Val. But give me now a trial on 't I may believe We are alone shew me how thou wilt kiss And hug me hard when I have stolen away From my too clamorous wife that watches me To spend a blessed hour or too with thee Vio. Is this the love you mean you would have that Is not in me to give you would have lust Val. Not to dissemble or to mince the word 'T is Lust I wish indeed Vio. And by my troâ—h I have it not for heavens sake use me kindly Though I be good and shew perhaps a monster As this world goes Val. I do But speak to thee thy answers are thy own I compel none but if refuse this motion Thou art not then for me alas good soul What profit can thy work bring me Vio. But I fear I pray goe for lâ—st they say will grow Outragious being deni'd I give you thanks For all your courtesies and there 's a Jewel That 's worth the taking that I did preserve Safe from the robbers pray you leave me here Just as you found me a poor innocent And Heaven will bless you for it Val. Pretty maid I am no Robber nor no Ravisher I pray thee keep thy Jewel I have done No wrong to thee though thou beest virtuous And in extremity I do not know That I am bounâ— to keep thee Vio. No Sir for gods sake if you know an honest man in all these Countreys give me some directions to find him out Val. More honest than my self good sooth I do not know I would have lain with thee with thy consent and who would not in all these parts is past my memory I am sorry for thee farewel gentle maid God keep thee safe Exit Vio. I thank you Sir and you Woman they say was only made of man Methinks 't is strange they should be so unlike It may be all the best was cut away To make the woman and the naught was left Behind with him I 'll sit me down and weep All things have cast me from 'em but the earth The evening comes and every little flower Droops now as well as I. Enter two Milk-maids with pails Nan. Good Madge le ts rest a little by my troth I am weary this new pail is a plaguy heavy one would Tom were hang'd for choosing it 't is the untoward'st fool in a Countrey Madg. With all my heart and I thank you too Nan. Vio. What true contented happiness dwels here More than in Cities wou'd to God my Father Had liv'd like one of these and bred me up To milk and do as they do methinks 'T is a life that I wou'd choose if I were now To tell my time agen above a Princes maids for charity Give a poor wench one draught of Milk That weariness and hunger have nigh famish'd Nan. If I had but
hour longer Vio. Good Mistriss beat me rather for my fault as much as it deserves I do not know whither to go Moth. No I warrant thee out of my doors Vio. Indeed I 'll mend I pray speak you for me Alex. If thou hadst hurl'd down any thing but the Pie-meat I would have spoke for thee but I cannot find in my heart now Moth. Art thou here yet I think I must have an Officer to thrust thee out of my doors must I Vio. Why you may stop this in my wages too For God's sake do I 'll find my self this year And let me stay Moth. Thou't spoil ten times as much I 'll cudgel thee out of my doors Vio. I am assur'd you are more merciful Than thus to beat me and discharge me too Moth. Dost thou dispute with me Alexander carry the prating hilding forth Vio. Good Mistriss hear me I have here a Jewel My Mother left me and 't is something worth Receive it and when all my faults together Come to the worth of that then turn me forth Till then I pray you keep me Moth. What giggombob have we here pray god you have not pilfred this somewhere th' art such a puling thing wipe your eyes and rise go your ways Alexander bid the Cook mince some more meat come and get you to bed quickly that you may up betime i' th' morning a milking or you and I shall fall out worse yet Exit Moth. and Alex. Vio. She has hurt my arm I am afraid she is a very angry woman but bless him heaven that did me the most wrong I am afraid Antonio's wife should see me she will know me Mother within Melvia Vio. I am coming she 's not angry agen I hope Exit Enter Mercury Mer. Now what am I the better for enjoying This woman that I lov'd so all I find That I before imagined to be happy Now I have done it turns to nothing else But a poor pitied and a base repentance Udsfoot I am monstrous angry with my self Why should a man that has discourse and reason And knows how near he loses all in these things Covet to have his wishes satisfied Which when they are are nothing but the shame I do begin to loath this woman strangely And I think justly too that durst adventure Flinging away her modesty to take A stranger to her bed her Husbands body Being scarce cold in the earth for her content It was no more to take my senses with Than if I had an idle dream in sleep Yet I have made her promises which grieves me And I must keep 'em too I think she hunts me The devil cannot keep these women off When they are fletched once Enter Wife in night attire Wife To bed for gods sake Sir why do you stay here Some are up i' th' house I heard the wife Good dear sweet-heart to bed Mer. Why I am going why do you follow me You would not have it known I hope pray get you Back to your chamber the doors hard by for me Let me alone I warrant you this it is To thresh well I have got a customer Will you go to bed Wife Will you Mer. Yes I am going Wife Then remember your promise you made to marry me Mer. I will but it was your fault that it came To this pinch now that it must need remembrance For out of honesty I offer'd you To marry you first why did you slack that offer Wife Alas I told you the inconvenience of it And what wrong it would appear to the world If I had married in such post-haste After his death beside the foolish people Would have been bold to have thought we had lain together in his time and like enough imagin'd We two had murther'd him Mer. I love her tongue yet If I were a Saint A gilded Saint and such a thing as this Should prate thus wittily and feelingly Unto my Holiness I cannot tell But I fear shrewdly I should do something That would quite scratch me out o' th' Kalender And if I stay longer talking with her Though I am mad at what I have done already Yet I shall forget my self again I feel the Devil Ready to hold my stirrop pray to bed good night Wife This kiss good night sweet Love And peace goe with thee thou hast prov'd thy self The honestest man that ever was entic'd To that sweet sin as people please to call it Of lying with anothers wife and I I think the honestest woman without blushing That ever lay with another man I sent my Husband Into a Cellar post fearing and justly He should have known him which I did not purpose Till I had had my end Well now this plot is perfect let him brag on 't Exit Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Justice and Curio with a Paper Just BIrlady Sir you have rid hard that you have Cur. They that have business must do so I take it Just You say true when set you out my friend Cur. About ten a clock and I have rid all night Just By the mass you are tough indeed I have seen the day I would have rid too with the proudest of them and fling dirt in their faces and I have don 't with this foolish boy Sir many a time but what can last always 't is done 't is done now Sir age care and office brings us to our footcloaths the more the pity Curio I believe that Sir but will it please you to read the business Just My friend I can read and I can tell you when Cur. Would I could too Sir for my haste requires it Just Whence comes it do you say Cur. Sir from the City Just Oh from the City 't is a reverent place Curio And his justice be as short as his memory A Dudgion Dagger will serve him to mow down sin withal What clod-pole Commissioner is this Just And by my faith govern'd by worthy members Discreet and upright Cur. Sir they are beholding to you you have given some of them a commendations they were not worthy of this twenty years Just Go to go to you have a merry meaning I have found you Sir i' faith you are a wag away fie now I 'll read Your Letter Cur. Pray do Sir what a misery 't is To have an urgent business wait the Justice Of such an old Tuff-taffata that knows not Nor can be brought to understand more sence Than how to restore supprest Alehouses And have his man compound small trespasses For ten groats Just Sir it seems here your business is of a deeper circumstance than I conceiv'd it for what do you mean Sir Cur. 'T is for mine own ease I 'll assure your Worship Just It shall not be i'faith friend here I have it That one Antonio a Gentleman I take it so Yes it is so a Gentleman is lately thought to Have been made away and by my faith upon a Pearls ground too if you consider well there 's Knavery in 't I see
think turns all to act I 'd wish my life no better play Your dream by night your thought by day Wake gently wake Part softly from your dreams The morning flies To your fair eyes To take her special beams Sir Gr. I hear her up here Master Voice Pay you the Instruments save what you can Enter Neece above To keep you when you 're crackt Exit Boy Neece Who should this be That I 'm so much beholding to for sweetness Pray Heaven it happens right Sir Gr. Good morrow Mistriss Neece An ill day and a thousand come upon thee Sir Gr. ' Light that 's six hundred more than any Almanack has Neece Comes it from thee it is the mangiest Musick That ever woman heard Sir Gr. Nay say not so Lady There 's not an itch about ' em Neece I could curse My attentive powers for giving entrance to 't There is no boldness like the impudence That 's lockt in a fools bloud how durst you do this In conscience I abus'd you as sufficiently As woman could a man insatiate Coxcomb The mocks and spiteful language I have given thee Would o' my life ha serv'd ten reasonable men And rise contented too and left enough for their friends Thou glutton at abuses never satisfied I am perswaded thou devour'st more flouts Than all thy body 's worth and still a hungred A mischief of that maw prethee seek elsewhere Introth I am weary of abusing thee Get thee a fresh Mistriss thou 'st make work enough I do not think there 's scorn enough in Town To serve thy turn take the Court-Ladies in And all their Women to 'em that exceed ' em Sir Gr. Is this in earnest Lady Neece Oh unsatiable Dost thou count all this but an earnest yet I 'd thought I 'd paid thee all the whole sum trust me Thou 'lt begger my derision utterly If thou stay'st longer I shall want a laugh If I knew where to borrow a contempt Would hold thee tack stay and be hang'd thou shouldst then But thou 'st no conscience now to extort hate from me When one has spent all she can make upon thee Must I begin to pay thee hire again After I have rid thee twice faith 't is unreasonable Sir Gr. Say you so I 'll know that presently Exit Neece Now he runs To fetch my Uncle to this musty bargain But I have better ware always at hand And lay by this still when he comes to cheapen Enter Cuningam Cun. I met the Musick now yet cannot learn What entertainment he receiv'd from her Nee. There 's some body set already I must to 't I see Well well Sir Gregory Cun. Hah Sir Gregory Nee. Where e'er you come you may well boast your conquest Cun. She 's lost y'saith enough has fortune then Remembred her great boy she seldom fails ' em Nee. H' was the unlikeliest man at first methought To have my love we never met but wrangled Cun. A pox upon that wrangling say I still I never knew it sail yet where e'er 't came It never comes but like a storm of hail 'T is sure to bring fine weather at the tail on 't There 's not one match ' mongst twenty made without it It fights i' th' tongue but sure to agree i' th' haunches Nee. That man that should ha' told me when time was I should ha' had him had been laught at piteously But see how things will change Cun. Here 's a heart feels it Oh the deceitful promises of love What trust should a man put i' th' lip of woman She kist me with that strength as if sh 'ad meant To ha' set the fair print of her soul upon me Nee. I would ha' sworn 't would ne'er ha been a match once Cun. I 'll hear no more I 'm mad to hear so much Why should I aim my thoughts at better fortunes Than younger brothers have that 's a Maid with nothing Or some old Soap-boilers Widow without Teeth There waits my fortune for me seek no farther Ex. Cun. Enter Old Knight and Sir Gregory Old K. You tell me things Sir Gregory that cannot be She will not nor she dares not Sir Gr. Would I were whipt then Nee. I 'll make as little shew of love Sir Gregory As ever Woman did you shall not know You have my heart a good while Old K. Heard you that Nee. Man will insult so soon 't is his condition 'T is good to keep him off as long as we can I 've much ado I swear and love i' th' end Will have his course let Maids do what they can They are but frail things till they end in man Old K. What say you to this Sir Sir Gr. This is somewhat handsome Nee. And by that little wrangling that I fain'd Now I shall try how constant his love is Although 't went sore against my heart to chide him Sir Gr. Alas poor Gentlewoman Old K Now y' are sure of truth You hear her own thoughts speak Sir Gr. They speak indeed Old K. Go you 're a brainless Coax a Toy a Fop I 'll go no farther than your name Sir Gr. I 'll right my self there were you from this place You should perceive I 'm heartily angry with you Offer to sow strife 'twixt my Neece and I Good morrow Neece good morrow Nee. Many fair one to you Sir Old K. Go you 're a Coxcomb How dost Neece this morning An idle shalloâ— fool sleep'st thou well Girl Fortune may very well provide thee Lordships For honesty has left thee little manners Sir Gr. How am I â—ang ' do ' both sides Old K. Abuse kindnesse Will 't take the air to day Neece Nee. When you please Sir There stands the Heir behind you I must take Which I 'd as liaeve take as take him I swear Old K. La ' you do you hear 't continued to your teeth now A pox of all such Gregories what a hand Neece leâ—s faâ— her Scarfe Have I with you Sir Gr. No more y'seck I ha' done Sir Lady your Scarf 's fal'n down Nee. 'T is but your luck Sir And does presage the Mistriss must fall shortly You may wear it and you please Old K. There 's a trick for you You 're parlously belov'd you should complain Sir Gr. Yes when I complain Sir Then do your worst there I 'll deceive you Sir Old K. You are a Dolt and so I leave you Sir Exit Sir Gr. Ah sirrah Mistriss were you caught i'faith We overheard you all I must not know I have your heart take heed o' that I pray I knew some Scarf would come Nee. He 's quite gone sure Ah you base Coxcomb couldst thou come again And so abus'd as thou wast Sir Gr. How Nee. 'T would ha' kill'd A sensible man he would ha' gone to his chamber And broke his heart by this time Sir Gr. Thank you heartily Nee. Or sixt a naked Rapier in a Wall Like him that earn'd his Knighthood e'r he had it And then refus'd upon 't
What does the Diamond Concern my Cozen Sir Lady No more did the Money But he shall answer all now Wit There 's your conscience It shewes from whence you sprung Lady Sprung I had leapt a Thief Had I leapt some of your alliance Wit Slave Lady You prevent me still O. K. 'Slid Son Are you mad Lady Come come I 'll take a legal course O. K. Will you undo us all What 's your demand Sir Now we 're in 's danger too Lady A hundred Mark Sir I will not bate a doit Witty A hundred Rascals Lady Sir find 'em out in your own blood and take ' em Wit Go take your course follow the Law and spare not O. K. Does fury make you drunk know you what you say Wit A hundred dogs dungs do your worst O. K. You do I 'm sure Whose loud now Wit What his own asking O. K. Not in such a case Wit You shall have but threescore pound spite a your teeth I 'll see you hang'd first O. K. And what 's seven pound more man That all this coyle 's about stay I say he shall ha 't Wit It is your own you may do what you please with it Pardon my zeal I would ha' sav'd you money Give him all his own asking O. K. What 's that to you Sir Be sparing of your own teach me to pinch In such a case as this go go live by your wits go Wit I practise all I can O. K. Follow you me Sir And Master Constable come from the knave And be a witness of a full recompence Wit Pray stop the Constables mouth what ere you do Sir O. K. Yet agen as if I meant not to do that my self Without your counsel As for you precious kinsman Your first years â—ruits in Wales shall go to rack for this You lie not in my house I 'll pack you out And pay for your lodging rather Exeunt Knight Ruin and Lady Witty Oh sie Cozen Theâ—e are ill courses you a Scholar too Crâ—â— â— was drawn into 't most unfortunately By 〈…〉 boâ—â—t company Wâ—◠〈…〉 I. ' 〈…〉 the spoil of all our youth in England 〈…〉 they Gentlemen 〈◊〉 Faith so like some on 'em They were ev'n the worse agen Wit Hum. Cred. Great Tobacco whiffers They would go near to rob with a pipe in their mouths Wit What no Cred. Faith leave it Cozen because my Rascals use it Wit So they do meat and drink must worthy Gentlemen Refrain their food for that an honest man May eat of the same Pig some Parson dines with A Lawyer and a fool feed of one Woodcock Yet one ne'er the simpler t'other ne'er the wiser 'T is not meat drink or smoak dish cup or pipe Co-operates to the making of a Knave 'T is the condition makes a slave a slave There 's London Philosophy for you I tell you Cozen You cannot be too cautelous nice or dainty In your society here especially When you come raw from the University Before the World has hard'ned you a little For as a butter'd loaf is a Scholars breakfast there So a poach't Scholar is a cheaters dinner here I ha' known seven of 'em supt up at a Meale Cred. Why a poacht Scholar Wit ' Cause he powres himself forth And all his secrets at the first acquaintance Never so crafty to be eaten i' th' shell But is outstript of all he has at first And goes down glib he 's swallowed with sharp wit Stead of Wine Vinegar Cred. I shall think Cozen O' your poach't Scholar while I live Enter Servant Serv. Master Credulous Your Uncle wills you to forbear the House You must with me I 'm charg'd to see you plac'd In some new lodging about Theeving Lane What the conceit 's I know not but commands you To be seen here no more till you hear further Cred. Here 's a strange welcome Sir Wit This is the World Cozen When a Man's fame 's once poyson'd fare thee well Lad. Exit Cred. and Servant This is the happiest cheat I e'er claim'd share in It has a two-fold fortune gets me coyne And puts him out of grace that stood between me My fathers Cambridge Jewel much suspected To be his Heir now there 's a bar in 's hopes Enter Ruinous and Lady Gentry Ruin It chinks make haste Lady The Goat at Smithfield Pens Enter Cunningame Wit Zo zo zufficient Master Cunningame I never have ill luck when I meet a wit Cun. A Wit 's better to meet than to follow then For I ha' none so good I can commend yet But commonly men unfortunate to themselves Are luckiest to their friends and so may I be Wit I run o'er so much worth going but in haste from you All my deliberate friendship cannot equal Cun. 'T is but to shew that you can place sometimes Enter Mirabell Your modesty a top of all your virtues Exit Wit This Gentleman may pleasure me yet agen I am so haunted with this broad-brim'd hat Of the last progress block with the young hat-band Made for a sucking Devil of two years old I know not where to turn my self Mir. Sir Cun. More torture Miâ— 'T is rumor'd that you love me Cun. A my troth Gentlewoman Rumor's as false a knave as ever pist then Pray tell him so from me I cannot fain With a sweet Gentlewoman I must deal down right Mir. I heard though you dissembled with my Aunt Sir And that makes me more confident Cun. There 's no falshood But payes us our own some way I confess I Fain'd with her 't was for a weightier purpose But not with thee I swear Mir. Nor I with you then Although my Aunt enjoyn'd me to dissemble To right her splene I love you faithfully Cun. Light this is worse than ' t was Mir. I find such worth in you I cannot nay I dare not dally with you For fear the flame consume me Cun. Here 's fresh trouble This drives me to my conscience for 't is soul To injure one that deals directly with me Mir. I crave but such a truth from your love Sir As mine brings you and that 's proportionable Cun. A good Geometrician ' shrew my heart Why are you out o' your wits pretty plump Gentlewoman You talk so desperately 't is a great happiness Love has made one on 's wiser than another We should be both cast away else Yet I love gratitude I must requite you I shall be sick else but to give you me A thing you must not take if you mean to live For a' my troth I hardly can my self No wise Physitian will prescribe me for you Alass your state is weak you had need of Cordials Some rich Electuary made of a Son an Heir An elder brother in a Cullisse whole ' Tmust be some wealthy Gregory boyl'd to a Jelly That must restore you to the state of new Gowns French Russs and mutable head-tires Mir. But Where is he Sir One that 's so rich will ne'er wed me with nothing Cun.
in my solemn walks 'Twixt Paddington and Panâ—ridge of a Scarfe Sent for a token and a Jewel follow'd But I acknowledge not the receipt of any How e'er 't is carried believe me Sir Upon my reputation I receiv'd none Cun. What neither Scarfe nor Jewel Clow. 'T would be seen Some where about me you may well think that I have an arme for a Scarfe as others have An Ear to hang a Jewel too and that 's more Then some men have my betters a great deal I must have restitution where e'er it lights Cun. And reason good Clow. For all these tokens Sir Pass i' my name Cun. It cannot otherwise be Clow. Sent to a worthy friend Cun. I that 's to thee Clow. I 'm wrong'd under that title Cun. I dare sware thou art 'T is nothing but Sir Gregories circumvention His envious spite when thou' rt at Paddington He meets the gifts at Panâ—ridge Clow. Ah false Knight False both to honor and the Law of Arms Cun. What wilt thou say if I be reveng'd for thee Thou sit as Witness Clow. I should laugh in state then Cun. I 'll fob him here 's my hand Clow. I shall be as glad as any Man alive to see him well fob'd Sir but now you talk of fobbing I wonder the Lady sends not for me according to promise I ha' kept out o' Town these two dayes a purpose to be sent for I am almost starv'd with walking Cun. Walking gets men a stomach Clow. 'T is most true Sir I may speak it by experience for I ha' got a stomach six times and lost it agen as often as a traveller from Chelsy shall lose the sight of Pauls and get it agen Cun. Go to her Man Clow. Not for a Million enfringe my oath there 's a toy call'd a Vow has past between us a poor trifle Sir Pray do me the part and office of a Gentleman if you chance to meet a Footman by the way in Orange tawny ribbands running before an empty Coach with a Buzard i' th' Poop on 't direct him and his horses toward the new River by Islington there they shall have me looking upon the Pipes and whistling Exit Clow. Cun. A very good note this love makes us all Monkeyes But to my work ' Scarfe first and now a Diamond these should be sure signs of her affections truth Exit Yet I 'll go forward with my surer proof Exit Enter Neece and Sir Gregory Neece Is' t possible Sir Greg. Nay here 's his Letter too there 's a fine Jewel in 't Therefore I brought it to you Neece You tedious Mongril Is' t not enough To grace thee to receive this from thy hand A thing which makes me almost sick to do But you must talk too Sir Greg. I ha' done Neece Fall back Yet backer backer yet you unmannerly puppy Do you not see I 'm going about to read it Sir Greg. Nay these are golden dayes now I stay by 't She was wont not to endure me in her sight at all The World mends I see that Neece What an ambiguous Superscription 's here To the best of Neeces Why that title may be mine And more than her's Sure I much wrong the neatness of his art 'T is certain sent to me and to requite My cunning in the carriage of my Tokens Us'd the same Fop for his Sir Greg. She nodded now to me 't will come in time Neece What 's here an entire Rubye cut into a heart And this the word Istud Amoris opus Sir Greg. Yes yes I have heard him say that love is the best stone-cutter Neece Why thou sawcy issue of some travelling Sowgelder What makes love in thy mouth Is it a thing That ever will concern thee I do wonder How thou dar'st think on 't hast thou ever hope To come i' the same roome where lovers are And scape unbrain'd with one of their velvet slippers Sir Greg. Love tricks break out I see and you talk of slippers once 'T is not far off to bed time Neece Is it possible thou canst laugh yet I would ha' undertook to ha' kill'd a spider With less venome far than I have spit at thee Sir Greg. You must conceive A Knight's another manner a piece of flesh Neece Back Owles-face Within O. K. Do do Neece 'T is my Unckles voice that Why keep you so far off Sir Gregory Are you afraid Sir to come near your Mistriss Sir Greg. Is the proud heart come down I lookt for this still Neece He comes not this way yet Away you dog-whelp Would you offer to come near me though I said so I 'll make you understand my mind in time You run in greedily like a hound to his breakfast That chops in head and all to beguile his fellows I 'm to be eaten Sir with Grace and leisure Behaviour and discourse things that ne'er trouble you After I have pelted you sufficiently I tro you will learn more manners Sir Greg. I 'm wondring still when we two shall come together Tuesday 's at hand but I 'm as far off as I was at first I swear Enter Gardianess Gard. Now Cuningame I 'll be reveng'd at large Lady what was but all this while suspition Is truth full blown now my Neece wears your Scarfe Neece Hah Gard. Do but follow me I 'll place you instantly Where you shall see her courted by Cuningame Neece I go with greediness we long for things That break our hearts sometimes there 's pleasures misery Exeunt Neece and Gard. Sir Greg. Where are those gad-flies going to some Junket now That some old bumble-bee toles the young one forth To sweet meats after kind let 'em look to 't The thing you wot on be not mist or gone I bring a Maiden-head and I look for one Which is only a Papper so drest Exit Enter Cunningame in discourse with a Mack't Gentlewoman in a broad hat and scarf'd Neece at another door Cun. Yes yes Neece Too manifest now the Scarfe and all Cun. It cannot be you 're such a fearful soul Neece I 'll give her cause of fear e'er I part from her Cun. Will you say so Is' t not your Aunts desire too Neece What a dissembling croane's that she 'l sorswear't now Cun. I see my project takes yonder 's the grace on 't Neece Who would put confidence in wit again I 'm plagu'd for my ambition to desire A wiâ—e Man for a husband and I see Fate will not have us go beyond our stint We are allow'd but one dish and that 's Woodcock It keeps up wit to make us friends and servants of And thinks any thing 's good enough to make us husbands Oh that Whores hat o' thine o' the riding block A shade for lecherous kisses Cun. Make you doubt on 't Is not my love of force Neece Yes me it forces To tear that sorcerous strumpet from th' imbraces Cun. Lady Neece Oh thou hast wrong'd the exquisit'st love Cun. What mean you Lady Neece Mine you
'l answer for 't Cun. Alas What seek you Neece Sir mine own with loss Cun. You shall Neece I never made so hard a bargain Cun. Sweet Lady Neece Unjust man let my wrath reach her As you owe virtue duty Cun. falls on purpose Your cause trips you Now Minion you shall feel what loves rage is Before you taste the pleasure smile you false Sir Cun. How can I chuse to see what pains you take Upon a thing will never thank you for 't Neece How Cun. See what things you women be Lady When cloaths are taken for the best part of you This was to show you when you think I love you not How y' are deceiv'd still there the Moral lies 'T was a trap set to catch you and the only bait To take a Lady nibling is fine clothes Now I dare boldly thank you for your love I 'm pretty well resolv'd in 't by this fit For a jealous ague alwayes ushers it Neece Now blessings still maintain this wit of thine And I have an excellent fortune coming in thee Bring nothing else I charge thee Cun. Not a groat I warrant ye Neece Thou shalt be worthily welcome take my faith for 't Next opportunity shall make us Cun. The old Gentlewoman has fool'd her revenge sweetly Neece ' Lass 't is her part she knows her place so well yonder Alwayes when Women jumpe upon threescore Love shoves e'm from the chamber to the door Cun. Thou art a precious she-wit Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Cunningame at one door Witty-Pate Ruinous L. Ruinous and Priscian at the other Cun. FRiend met in the harvest of our designs Not a thought but 's busie Wit I knew it Man And that made me provide these needful Reapers Hooks Rakers Gleaners we 'll sing it home With a melodious Horne-pipe this is the Bond That as we further in your great affair You 'l suffer us to glean pick up for crums And if we snatch a handful from theÌ„ sheaf You will not look a churle on 's Cuâ— Friend we 'll share The sheaves of gold only the Love Aker Shall be peculiar Wit Much good do you Sir Away you know your way and your stay get you The Musick ready while we prepare the dancers Ruin We are a consort of our selves Pris And can strike up lustily Wit You must bring Sir Fop. Cun That 's perfect enough Ruin Bring all the Fops you can the more the better fare So the proverb runs backwards Exeunt Ruin and Pris L. Ruin I 'll bring the Ladies Exit Wit Do so first and then the Fops will follow I must to my Father he must make one Exit Enter two Servants with a Banquet Cun. While I dispatch a business with the Knight And I go with you Well sed I thank you This small Banquet will furnish our few Guests With taste and state enough one reach my Gown The action craves it rather than the weather 1 Serv. There 's one stayes to speak with you Sir Cun. What is he 1 Serv. Faith I know not what Sir a Fool I think That some Brokers shop has made half a Gentleman Has the name of a Worthy too Cun. Pompey Is' t not 1 Ser. That 's he Sir Cun. Alas poor fellow prethee enter him he will need too Enter second Servant with a Gown He shall serve for a Witness Oh Gramercy â—f my friend Sir Gregory comes you know him Enter Clown Entertain him kindly Oh Master Pompey How is' t man Clow. ' Snails I 'm almost starv'd with Love and cold and one thing or other Has not my Lady sent for me yet Cun. Not that I hear sure some unfriendly Messenger â—s imploy'd betwixt you Clow. I was ne'er so cold in my life in my Conscience I â—ave been seven mile in length along the New River I â—ave seen a hundred stickle bags I do not think but there 's â—udgeons too 't will ne'er he a true water Cun. Why think you so Clow. I warrant you I told a thousand Millers thumbs in it I 'll make a little bold with your Sweet-meats Cun. And welcome Pompey Clow. 'T is a strange thing I have no taste in any thing Cun. Oh that 's Love that distasts any thing but it self Clow. 'T is worse than Cheese in that point may not a Man break his word with a Lady I could find in my heart and my hose too Cun. By no means Sir that breaks all the Laws of Love Clow. Well I 'll ne'er pass my word without my deed to A Lady while I live agen I would fain recover my taste Cun. Well I have news to tell you Clow. Good news Sir Cun. Happy news I help you away with a Rival your Master bestow'd Clow. Where for this Plumbs sake Cun. Nay listen me Clow. I warrant you Sir I have two ears to one mouth I hear more than I eat I 'de ne'er row by Queen Hive While I liv'd else Cun. I have a Wife for him and thou shalt witness the Contract Clow. The old one I hope 't is not the Lady Cun. Choak him first 't is one which thou shalt see See him see him deceiv'd see the deceit only The injunction is you shall smile with modesty Clow. I 'll simper I'faith as cold as I am yet the old one I hope Enter Servant Serv. Sir here 's Sir Gregory Cun. U'd so shelter shelter if you be seen All 's ravell'd out again stand there private And you 'll find the very opportunity To call you forth and place you at the Table Enter Sir Gregory You are welcome Sir this Banquet will serve When it is crown'd with such a dainty as you Expect and must have Sir Greg. ' Tush these sweet-meats are but sauce to that Well if there be any honesty or true word in a dream She 's mine own nay and chang'd extreamly Not the same Woman Cun. Who not the Lady Sir Greg. No not to me the edge of her tongue iS taken off Gives me very good words turn'd up-side-down to me And we live as quietly as two Tortoises if she hold on As she began in my dream Soft Musick Cun. Nay if Love send forth such Predictions You are bound to believe 'em there 's the watch-word Of her coming to your practis'd part now If you hit it Aequus Cupido nobis Both go into the Gown Sir Greg. I will warrant you Sir I will give armes to Your Gentry look you forward to your business I am an eye behind you place her in that Chair And let me alone to grope her out Enter Mirabell Cun. Silence Lady your sweet presence illustrates This homely roof and as course entertainment But where affections are both Host and Guest They cannot meet unkindly please you sit Your something long stay made me unmannerly To place before you you know this friend here He 's my Guest and more especially That this our meeting might not be too single Without a witness to 't Mirab. I came not
of Imitation Wonder and envy let not discontinuance Of some few days estrange a sweet opinion Of virtue cheifly when in such extremity Your pitty not contempt will argue goodness Maria. O Sir Cla. If you would use a thriving courtship You cannot utter a more powerfull language That I shall listen to with greater greediness Than th' argument you prosecute this speaks you A man compleat and excellent Ment. I speak not they are his own deserts Maria. Good Sir forbear I am now fully sensible of running Into a violent Lethargy whose deadliness Locks up all reason I shall never henceforth Remember my past happiness Ment. These clouds may be disperst Maria. I fear continuall night Will over-shroud me yet poor youth his trespass Lies in his fortune not the cruelty Of the Duke's sentence Cla I dare think it does Maria. If all fail I will learn thee to conquer Adversity with sufferance Ment. You resolve Nobly Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Cesario and a Servant Cesar Let any friend have entrance Servant Sir a 'shall Cesar Any I except none Serv. We know your mind Sir Exit Cesar Pleasures admit no bounds I am pitcht so high To such a growth of full prosperities That to conceal my fortunes were an injury To gratefulness and those more liberall favours By whom my glories prosper He that flowes In gracious and swolne tydes of best abundance Yet will be Ignorant of his own fortunes Deserves to live contemn'd and dye forgotten The harvest of my hopes is now already Ripen'd and gather'd I can fatten youth With choice of plenty and supplies of comforts My fate springs in my own hand and I 'll use it Enter 2 Servants and Biancha 1 'T is my place 2 Yours here fair one I 'll aquaint my Lord. 1 He 's here go to him boldly 2 Please you to let him understand how readily I waited on your errand 1 Saucy fellow you must excuse his breeding Cesar What 's the matter Biancha my Biancha to your offices Exit Ser. This visit Sweet from thee my pretty dear By how much more 't was unexpected comes So much the more timely witness this free welcome What ere occasion led thee Bâ—an You must guess Sir Yet indeed 't is a rare one Ces Prethee speak it my honest virtuous maid Bian. Sir I have heard Of your misfortunes and I cannot tell you Whether I have more cause of joy oâ— sadness To â—now they are a truth Ces What truth Biancha misfortunes how wherein Bian. You are disclaym'd For being the Lord Alberto's Son and publickly Acknowledg'd of as mean a birth as mine is It cannot chuse but greive ye Ces Greive me ha ha ha ha is this all Bian. This all Ces Thou art sorry for 't I warrant thee alas good soul Biancha That which thou call'st misfortune is my happiness My happiness Bianâ—ha Bian If you love me it may prove mine too Ces May it I will love thee My good good maid If that can make thee happy Better and better love thee Bian. Without breach then Of modesty I come to claime the Interest Your protestations both by vows and letters Have made me owner of from the first hour I saw you I confess I wisht I haâ— been Or not so much below your rank and greatness Or not so much above those humble flames That should have warm'd my bosome with a temperate Equality of desires in equal fortunes Still as you utter'd Language of affection I courted time to pass more slowly on That I might turn more fool to lend attention To what I durst not credit nor yet hope for Yet still as more I heard I wisht to hear more Ces Didst thou introth wench Bian. Willingly betraid My self to hopeless bondage Ces A good girl I thought I should not miss What ere thy answer waâ— Biancha But as I am a maid Sir and l'faith You may believe me for I am a maid So dearly I respected both your same And quality that I would first have perisht In my sick thoughts than ere have given consent To have undone your fortunes by inviting A marriage with so mean an one as I am I should have dyed sure and no creature known The sickness that had kill'd me Ces Pretty heart good Soul alas alas Bian. Now since I know There is no difference 'twixt your birth and mine Not much 'twixt our estates if any be The advantage is on my side I come willingly To tender you the first fruits of my heart And am content t' accept you for my husband Now when you are at lowest Ces For a husband Speak sadly dost thou mean sâ— Bian. In good deed Sir 'T is pure love makes this proffer Ces I believe thee What counsail urg'd thee on tell me thy Father My worshipfull smug Host wa st not he wench Or mother Hostess ha Bian. D' ee mock my parentage I doe not scorn yours Mean folks are as worthy To be well spoken of if they deserve well As some whose onely fame lies in their blood O y' are a proud poor man all your oaths falshood Your vows deceit your letters forg'd and wicked Ces thou 'dst be my wife I dare swear Bian. Had your heart Your hand and tongue been twins you had reputed This courtesy a benefit Ces Simplicity How prettily thou mov'st me why Biancha Report has coz'ned thee I am not fallen From my expected honors or possessions Though from the hope of birthright Bian. Are you not Thâ—n I am lost again I have a suit too You 'll grant it if you be a good man Ces Any thing Bian. Pray doe not talk of ought what I have said t' ee Ces As I wish health I will not Bian. Pitty me but never love me more Ces Nay now y' are cruell Why an these tears Thou shalt not go Bian. I 'll pray for ye That you may have a virtuous wife a fair one And when I am dead Ces Fy fy Bian. Think on me sometimes With mercy for this trespass Ces Let us kiss At parting as at coming Bian. This I have As a free dower to a virgins grave All goodness dwell with ye Exit Ces Harmeless Biancha unskill'd What hansome toyes are maids to play with Enter Mariana and Clarissa How innocent but I have other thoughts Of nobler meditation my felicity Thou commest as I could wish lend me a lip Soft as melting as when old Alberto After his first nights triall taking farewell Of thy youth's conquest tasted Maria. You are uncivill Ces I will be Lord of my own pleasures Madam Y' are mine mine freely Come no whimpering henceforth New con the lessons of loves best experience That our delights may meet in equal measure Of resolutions and desires this sulleness Is scurvy I like it not Mar. Be modest And do not learn Cesario how to prostitute The riot of thy hopes to common folly Take a sad womans word how ere thou doat'st Upon the present graces of thy greatnes Yea I am
and command the City Do the like let proclamations Be drawn and hastily sent through the Land To the same purpose Ismen Sir I will break down none my self But I will deliver your command Hand I will have none in 't for I like it not Leon. Goe and command it Pleasure of my life Wouldst thou ought else make many thousand suits They must and shall be granted Hid. Nothing else Exit Ismenus Leon. But go and meditate on other suits Some six days hence I 'll give thee Audience again And by a new oath bind my self to keep it Ask largely for thy self dearer than life In whom I may be bold to call my self More fortunate than any in my age I will deny thee nothing Leu. 'T was well done Sister Exeunt all but these three Lords Nis How like you this request my Lord Dor. I know not yet I am so full of wonder We shall be gods our selves shortly And we pull 'em out of Heaven o' this fashion Age. We shall have wenches now when we can Catch 'em and we transgress thus Nis And we abuse the gods once 't is a Justice We should be heâ—d at hard meat for my part I 'll e'en make ready for mine own affection I know the god incenst must send a hardness Through all good Womens hearts and then we have Brought our Eggs and Muskadine to a fair Market Would I had giv'n an 100 l. for a tolleration That I might but use my conscience in mine Own house Dor. The Duke he 's old and past it he would Never have brought such a plague upon the Land else 'T is worse than Sword and Famine Yet to say truth we have deserv'd it we have liv'd So wickedly every man at his Livery and wou'd that Wou'd have suffic'd us we murmur'd at this Blessing that was nothing and cry'd out to the God for endless pleasures he heard us And suppied us and our Women were new still As we need 'em yet we like beasts still cry'd Poor men can number their woers give us Abundance we had it and this curse withal Age. Berlady we are like to have a long Lent on 't Flesh shall be flesh now Gentlemen I had rather Have anger'd all the gods than that blind Gunner I remember once the people did but slight him In a sacrifice and what followed Women kept their houses grew good huswives Honest forsooth was not that fine Wore their own faces Though they wear gay cloaths without surveying And which was most lamentable They lov'd their Husbands Nis I do remember it to my gries Young Maids were as cold as Cowcumbers And much of that complexion Bawds were abolisht and to which misery It must come again There were no Cuckolds Well we had need pray to keep these Divels from us The times grow mischievous There he goes Lord Enter one with an Image This is a sacriledge I have not heard of Would I were gelt that I might not Feel what follows Age. And I too You shall see within these Few years a fine confusion i' the Countrey mark it Nay and we grow for to depose the Powers And set up Chastity again well I have done A fine new goddess certainly whose blessings Are hunger and hard beds Nis This comes of fulness a sin too frequent with us I believe now we shall find shorter commons Dor. Would I were married somewhat has some savour The race of Gentry will quite run out now 'T is only left to Husbands if younger Sisters Take not the greater charity 't is lawful Age. Well let come what will come I am but one and as the plague salls I 'll shape my self If Women will be honest I 'll be found If the god be not too unmerciful I 'll take a little still where I can get it And thank him and say nothing Nis This ill wind yet may blow the City good And let them if they can get their own children They have hung long enough in doubt but howsoever the old way was the surer then they had ' em Dor. Farewel my Lords I 'll e'en take up what Rent I can before the day I fear the year will fall out ill Age. We 'll with you Sir And love so favour us As we are still thy servants Come my Lords Let 's to the Duke and tell him to what folly His doting now has brought him Exeunt Priest of Cupid with four young men and Maids Priest Come my children let your feet In an even measure meet And your chearful voices rise For to present this Sacrifice Lo great Cupid in whose name I his Priest begin the same Young men take your Loves and kiss Thus our Cupid honour'd is Kiss again and in your kissing Let no promises be missing Nor let any Maiden here Dare to turn away her ear Unto the whisper of her Love But give Bracelet Ring or Glove As a token to her sweeting Of an after secret meeting Now boy sing to stick our hearts Fuller of great Cupids darts SONG LOvers rejoyce your pains shall be rewarded The god of Love himself grieves at your crying No more shall frozen honor be regarded Nor the coy faces of a Maids denying No more shall Virgins sigh and say we dare not For men are false and what they do they care not All shall be well again then do not grieve Men shall be true and Women shall believe Lovers rejoyce what you shall say henceforth When you have caught your Sweet-hearts in your arms It shall be accounted Oracle and Worth No more faint-hearted Girls shall dream of harms And cry they are too young the god hath said Fifteen shall make a Mother of a Maid Then wise men pull your Roses yet unblown Love hates the too ripe fruit that falls alone The Measure After the Measure Enter Nilo and others Nilo No more of this here break your Rights for ever The Duke commands it so Priest do not stare I must deface your Temple though unwilling And your god Cupid here must make a Scare-crow For any thing I know or at the best Adorn a Chimney-piece Priest Oh Sacriledge unheard of Nilo This will not help it take down the Image And away with ' em Priest change your coat you had best all service now Is given to men Prayers above their hearing Will prove but bablings learn to lye and thrive 'T will prove your best profession for the gods He that lives by 'em now must be a beggar There 's better holiness on earth they say Pray God it ask not greater sacrifice Go home And if our god be not deaf as well as blind He will some smoak for it Gent. Sir Nilo Gentlemen there is no talking This must be done and speedily I have commission that I must not break Gent. We are gone to wonder what shall follow Nilo On to the next Temple Exeunt Cornets Descendit Cupid Cupid Am I then scorn'd is my all-doing Will And Power that knows no limit nor
days he was not seen Tim. I 'll hold my hold I could bolt him in an hour Leon. Where 's my Daughter Dori. About the purging of the Temples Sir Leon. She 's chaste and virtuous fetch her to me And tell her I am pleas'd to grant her now Her last request without repenting me Exit Nis Be it what it will she is wise Dorialus And will not press me farther than a Father Dor. I pray the best may follow yet if your Grace Had taken the opinions of your people At least of such whose wisdoms ever wake About your safety I may say it Sir Under your noble pardon that this change Either had been more honor to the gods Or I think not at all Sir the Princess Enter Hidaspes Nisus and Zoylus Leon. Oh my Daughter my health And did I say my soul I ly'd not Thou art so near me speak and have whatever Thy wise Will leads thee too had I a Heaven It were too poor a place for such a goodness Dor. What 's here Agen. An Apes skin stuft I think 't is so plump Hida. Sir you have past your word Still be a Prince and hold you to it Wonder not I press you my life lies in your word If you break that you have broke my heart I must ask That 's my shame and your Will must not deny me Now for Heaven be not forsworn Leon. By the gods I will not I cannot were there no other power Than my love call'd to a witness of it Dor. They have much reason to trust You have forsworn one of 'em out o' th' countrey already Hida. Then this is my request This Gent. Be not ashamed Sir You are worth a Kingdom Leon. In what Hida. In the way of marriage Leon. How Hida. In the way of marriage it must be so Your oath is ti'd to Heaven as my love to him Leon. I know thou dost but try my age Come ask again Hida. If I should ask all my life-time this is all still Sir I am serious I must have this worthy man without enquiring why and suddenly and freely Doe not look for reason or obedience in my words my Love admits no wisdom Only haste and hope hangs on my fury Speak Sir speak but not as a Father I am deaf and dull to counsel inflamed blood Hears nothing but my Will For Gods sake speak Dor. Here 's a brave alteration Nis This comes of Chastity Hida. Will not you speak Sir Agen. The god begins his vengeance what a sweet youth he has sent us here with a pudding in 's belly Leon. Oh let me never speak Or with my words let me speak out my life Thou power abus'd great Love whose vengeance now we feel and fear have mercy on this Land Nis How does your Grace Leon. Sick very sick I hope Dor. Gods comfort you Hida. Will not you speak is this your Royal word Do not pull perjurie upon your soul Sir you are old and near your punishment remember Leon. Away base woman Hidas Then be no more my Father but a plague I am bound to pray against be any sin May force me to despair and hang my self Be thy name never more remembred King But in example of a broken faith And curst even to forgetfulness May thy Land bring forth such Monsters as thy Daughter is I am weary of my rage I pray forgive me And let me have him will you Noble Sir Leon. Mercy mercy heaven Thou heir of all dishonor shamest thou not to draw This little moisture lest for life thus rudely from me Carry that slave to death Zoy. For heavens sake Sir it is no fault of mine That she will love me Leon. To death with him I say Hida. Then make haste Tyrant or I 'll be for him This is the way to Hell Leon. Hold fast I charge you away with him Hida. Alas old man Death hath more doors than one And I will meet him Exit Hida. Leon. Dorialus Pray see her in her chamber And lay a guard about her The greatest curse the gods lay on our frailties Is Will and Disobedience in our Issues Which we beget as well as them to plague us With our fond loves Beasts you are only blest That have that happy dulness to forget What you have made your young ones grieve not you They wander where they list and have their ways Without dishonor to you and their ends Fall on 'em without sorrow of their Parents Or after ill remembrance Oh this Woman Would I had made my self a Sepulcher When I made her Nephew where is the Prince Pray God he have not more part of her baseness Than of her bloud about him Gentlemen where is he Isin I know not Sir H 'as his ways by himself is too wise for my company Leon. I do not like this hiding of himself From such society as his person Some of it ye needs must know Isme I am sure not I nor have known twice this ten days which if I were as proud as some of 'em I should take scurvily but he is a young man Let him have this swinge 't will make him Timantus whispers to the Duke There 's some good matter now in hand How the slave jeers and grins the Duke is pleas'd There 's a new pair of Scarlet Hose now and as much Money to spare as will fetch the old from pawn a Hat and a Cloak to goe out to morrow Garters and Stockings come by nature Leon. Be sure of this Tima. I durst not speak else Sir Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Cornets Descend Cupid Cupid LEucippus thou art shot through with a shaft That will not rankle long yet sharp enough To sow a world of helpless misery In this unhappy Kingdom dost thou think Because thou art a Prince to make a part Against my power but it is all the fault Of thy old Father who believes â—his age Is cold enough to quench my burning Darts But he shall know e'r long that my smart loose Can thaw Ice and inflame the wither'd heart Of Nestor thou thy self art lightly struck But his mad love shall publish that the rage Of Cupid has the power to conquer Age. Exit Enter Bacha and Leucippus Bacha a Handkerchief Leu. Why what 's the matter Bacha Have you got the spoil You thirsted for Oh tyrannie of men Leu. I pray thee leave Bacha Your envy is Heaven knows Beyond the reach of all our feeble sex What pain alas could it have been to you If I had kept mine honor you might still Have been a Prince and still this Countreys Heir That innocent Guard which I till now had kept For my defence my virtue did it seem So dangerous in a State that your self came to suppress it Leu. Drie thine eyes again I 'll kiss thy tears away This is but folly 't is past all help Bacha Now you have won the treasure 'T is my request that you would leave me thus And never see these empty Walls
Tilt think you Tima. I think he will Tela. What does he mean to doe Tim. I know not but by this light I think he is in love he wou'd ha' bin shav'd but for me Tela. In love with whom Tim. I could guess but you shall pardon me he will take me along with him some-whither Tela. I over-heard him ask your opinion of some bodies beauty Tima. Yes there it goes that makes him so youthfull and has layd by his Crutch and halts now with a leading staff Enter Leontine with a staff and a looking glass Leon. Timantus Tim. Sir Leon. This Feather is not large enough Tim. Yes faith 't is such an one as the rest of the young Gallants wear Leon. Telamon does it doe well Tela Sir it becomes you or you become it tho rareliest Leon. A way dost think so Tela. Think Sir I know it Sir the Princess is past all hope of life since the Dwarf was put to death Leon. Let her be so I have other matters in hand but this same Taylor angers me he has made my doublet so wide and see the knave has put no points at my arme Tima. Those will be put to quickly Sir upon any occasion Leon. Telamon have you bid this Dancer come a mornings Tela. Yes Sir Leon. Temantus let me see the glass again look you how careless you are grown is this tooth well put in Tima. Which Sir Leon. This Sir Tima. It shall be Telam. Me thinks that tooth should put him in mind on 's years and Timantus stands as if seeing the Duke in such a youthfull habit he were looking in 's mouth how old he were Leon. So so Tela. Will you have your Gown sir Leon. My Gown why am I sick bring me my Sword Exit Tela. Leon. Let a couple of the great horses be brought out for us Tima. He 'll kill himself Why will you ride Sir Leon. Ride Dost thou think I cannot ride Timan. O yes Sir I know it but as I conceive your journey you wou'd have it private and then you were better take a Coach Leon. These Coaches make me sick yet 't is no matter let it be so Enter Telamon with a sword Tel. Sir here 's your sword Leon O well sed let me see it I could me thinks Why Telamon bring me another what thinkst thou I will wear a sword in vain Tela. He has not strength enough to draw it A yoak of Fleas ty'd to a hair would have drawn it 'T is out sir now the Scabbard is broke Leon. O put it up again and on with it me thinks I am not drest till I feel my sword on Leon. Telamon if any of my counsell aske for me Say I am gone to take the air Tima. He has not been drest this twenty years then If this vain hold but a week he will learn to play o' th base violl and sing to 't He 's poetical alreadie For I have spide a Sonnet on 's making lye by 's beds side I 'll be so unmannerly to read it Exit He 's dead he 's dead and I am following Enter Hidaspes Cleophila and Hero Hidaspes in a Bed Cleo. Ask Cupid mercie Madam Hida. O my heart Cleo. Help Hero Stir her Hida. O O! Cleo. She 's going wretched woman that we are Look to her and I 'll pray the while Hero Why Madam Shee kneels Cleo. Cupid pardon what is past And forgive our sins at last Then we will be coy no more But thy Deity Adore Troths at fifteen we will plight And will tread a Dance at night In the fields or by the Fire With the youths that have desire How does she yet Hero O ill Cleo. Given Ear-rings we will wear Bracelets of our Lovers hair Which they on our Arms shall twist With their Names carv'd on our wrist All the money that we owe We in Tokens will bestow And learn to write that when 't is sent Onely our Loves know what it meant O then pardon what is past And forgive our Sins at last What Mends she Hero Nothing you do it not wantonly you shou'd sing Hero Leave leave 't is now too late Cleo. Why Shee is dead Hero Her last is breathed Cleo. What shall we doe Hero Go run And tell the Duke And whilst I 'll close her eyes Thus I shut thy faded light And put it in eternall night Where is she can boldly say Though she be as fresh as May She shall not by this Corps be laid Ere to morrows light doe fade Let us all now living be Warn'd by thy strict Chastitie And marry all fast as we can Till then we keep a piece of man Wrongfully from them that owe it Soon may every Maid bestow it Exeunt Enter Bacha and a Maid Bac. Who is it Maid Forsooth there 's gallant Coach at the dore And the brave old man in 't that you said was the Duke Bacha Cupid grant he may be taken Away Maid He is coming up and looks the swaggeringst and has such glorious cloaths Bac. Let all the house see me sad and see all handsome Enter Leontius and Timantus a Jewell and a Ring Leon. Nay widow flie not back we come not now to chide stand up and bid me welcome Bac. To a poor widows house that knows no enâ— of her ill fortune your Highness is most welcome Leon. Come kiss me then this is but manners widow Nere fling your head aside I have more cause of grief than you my Daughters dead but what 'T is nothing Is the rough French horse brought to the dore They say he is a high goer I shall soon try his mettle Tim. He will be Sir and the gray Barbary they are fiery both Leon. They are the better Before the gods I am lightsome very lightsome How doest thou like me widow Bach. As a person in whom all graces are Leon. Come come ye flatter I 'll clap your cheek for that and you shall not be angry Hast no Musick Now could I cut three times with ease and do a cross point should shame all your gallants Bacha I do believe you and your self too Lord what a fine old Zany my Love has made him ' Is mine I am sure Heaven make me thankful for him Leu. Tell me how old thou art my pretty sweet heart Timantus Your Grace will not buy her she may trip Sir Bacha My sorrow showes me elder then I am by many years Leon. Thou art so witty I must kiss agen Tima. Indeed her Age lyes not in her mouth nere look it there Sir she has a better Register if it be not burnt Leon. I will kiss thee I am a fire Timantus Tima. Can you chuse Sir having such heavenly fire before you Leon. Widow guess why I come I prethee do Bacha I cannot Sir unless you be pleas'd to make a mirth out of my rudeness and that I hope your pity will not let ye the subject is so Barren Bite King Bite I 'll let you play a while Leon. Now
blushes as if she Even such all modest virtuous Women be Why thinks your Lordship I am up so soon Lucio About some weighty State plot Duke And what thinks your knighthood of it Arr. I do think to cure some strange corruptions in the Common-wealth Duke Y' are well conceited of your selves to think I chuse you out to bear me company In such affairs and business of state For am not I a pattern for all Princes That break my soft sleep for my subjects good Am I not careful very provident Luc. Your Grace is careful Arri. Very provident Duke Nay knew you how my serious working plots Concern the whole Estates of all my subjects I and their lives then Lucio thou wouldst swear I were a loving Prince Luc. I think your Grace intends to walk the publick streets disguis'd to see the streets disorders Duke It is not so Arri. You secretly will cross some other states that do conspire against you Duke Weightier far You are my friends and you shall have the cause I break my sleeps thus soon to see a wench Luc. Y' are wond'rous careful for your subjects good Arri. You are a very loving Prince indeed Duke This care I take for them when their dull eyes Are clos'd with heavy slumbers Arri. Then you rise to see your wenches Luc. What Milan beauty hath the power to charme her Sovereign eyes and break his sleeps Duke Sister to Count Valore she 's a Maid Would make a Prince forget his throne and staâ—e And lowly kneel to her the general fate Of all mortality is hers to give As she disposeth so we die and live Luc. My Lord the day grows clear the Court will rise Duk. We stay too long is the Vmbrances head as we commanded sent to the sad Gondarino our General Arr. 'T is sent Duke But stay where shines that light Arri. 'T is in the chamber of Lazarello Duke Lazarillo what is he Arâ—i A Courtier my Lord and one that I wonder your Grace knows not for he hath followed your Court and your last predecessors from place to place any time this seven years as faithfully as your Spits and your Dripping-pans have done and almost as greasily Duke Oh we know him as we have heard he keeps a Kalender of all the dishes of meat that have been in the Court ever since our great Grandfathers time and when he can thrust in at no Table he makes his meat of that Lucio The very same my Lord. Duke A Courtier call'st thou him Bâ—lieve me Lucio there be many such About our Court respected as they think Even by our self with thee I will be plain We Princes do use to preferre many for nothing and to take particular and free knowledg almost in the nature of acquaintance of many whom we do use only for our pleasures and to give largely to numbers more out of policy â—o be thought liberal and by that means to make the people strive to deserve our Love than to reward any particular desert of theirs to whom we give and do suffer our sâ—lves to hear flatterers more for recreation Than â—or love of it though we seldom hate it And yet we know all these and when we please Can touch the wheel and turn their names about Luc. I wonder they that know their states so well should â—ancy such base slaves Duke Thou wond'rest Lucio Dost not thou think if thou wert Duke of Milan Thou should'st be flattered Luc. I know my Lord I would not Duke Why so I thought till I was Duke I thought I should have left me no more flatterers than there are now Plain-dealers and yet for all this my resolution I am most palpably flattered the poor man may loath covetousness and flattery but fortune will alter the mind when the wind turns there may be well a little conflict but it will drive the billows before it Arrigo it grows late for see fair Thetis hath undone the barrs To Phebus team and his unrival'd light Hath chac'd the mornings modest blush away Now must we to our love bright Paphian Queen Thou Cytberean goddess that delights In stirring glances and art still thy self More toying than thy team of Sparrows be Thou laughing Errecina oh inspire Her heart with love or lessen my desire Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Lazarillo and his boy Laz. Go run search pry in every nook and angle of the Kitchins Larders and Pasteries know what meat 's boil'd bak'd rost stew'd fri'd or sous'd at this dinner to be serv'd directly or indirectly to every several Table in the Court be gone Boy I run but not so fast as your mouth will do upon the stroke of Eleven Exit Boy Laz. What an excellent thing did God bestow upon man when he gave him a good stomach what unbounded graces there are pour'd upon them that have the continual command of the very best of these blessings 't is an excellent thing to be a Prince he is serv'd with such admirable variety of Fare such innumerable choice of Delicates his Tables are full fraught with most nourishing food and his Cubbards heavy laden with rich Wines his Court is still filled with most pleasant variety In the Summer his Palace is full of Green Geese and in Winter it swarmeth with Woodcocks Oh thou goddess of Plenty Fill me this day with some rare delicates And I will every year most constantly As this day celebrate a sumptuous Feast If thou wilt send me victuals in thine honor And to it shall be bidden for thy sake Even all the valiant stomachs in the Court All short-cloak'd Knights and all cross-garter'd Gentlemen All pump and pantosle foot-cloth riders With all the swarming generation Of long stocks short pain'd hose and huge stuff'd doublets All these shall eat and which is more than yet Hath e'er been seen they shall be satisfied I wonder my Ambassador returns not Enter Boy Boy Here I am Master Laza. And welcome Never did that sweet Virgin in her smock Fair-cheek'd Andromeda when to the rock Her Ivorie limbs were chain'd and straight before A huge Sea-monster tumbling to the shore To have devour'd her with more longing sight Expect the coming of some hardy Knight That might have quell'd his pride and set her free Than I with longing sight have look'd for thee Boy Your Perseus is come Master that will destroy him The very comfort of whose presence shuts The monster hunger from your yelping guts Laza. Brief boy brief discourse the service of each several Table compendiously Boy Here 's a Bill of all Sir Laza. Give it me a Bill of all the several services this day appointed for every Table in the Court I this is it on which my hopes relye Within this paper all my joyes are clos'd Boy open it and read it with reverence Boy For the Captain of the Guards Table three chines of Beef and two joals of Sturgeon Laza. A portly service but gross gross proceed to the Dukes own Table dear boy to the
many a sigh and tears Whilst he pursu'd his wench and hath observ'd The smiles and frowns not daring to displease When at last hath with his service won Her yielding heart that she begins to dote Upon him and can hold no longer out But hangs about his neck and wooes him more Than ever he desir'd her love before Then begins to flatter his desert And growing wanton needs will cast her off Try her pick quarrels to breed fresh delight And to increase his pleasing appetite Jul. Come Mouse will you walk Laz. I pray thee let me be deliver'd of the joy I am so big with I do feel that high heat within me that I begin to doubt whether I be mortal How I contemn my fellows in the Court With whom I did but yesterday converse And in a lower and an humbler key Did walk and meditate on grosser meats There are they still poor rogues shaking their chops And sneaking after Cheeses and do run Headlong in chace of every Jack of Beer That crosseth them in hope of some repast That it will bring them to whilst I am here The happiest wight that ever set his tooth To a dear novelty approach my love Come let 's go to knit the True Loves knot That never can be broken Boy That is to marry a whore Laz. When that is done then will we taste the gift Which Fates have sent my Fortunes up to lift Boy When that is done you 'll begin to repent upon a full stomach but I see 't is but a form in destiny not to be alter'd Exeunt Enter Arrigo and Oriana Oria. Sir what may be the current of your business that thus you single out your time and place Arri. Madam the business now impos'd upon me concerns you nearly I wish some worser man might finish it Ori. Why are ye chang'd so are ye not well Sir Arr. Yes Madam I am well wo'd you were so Oria. Why Sir I feel my self in perfect health Arri. And yet ye cannot live long Madam Oria. Why good Arrigo Arr. Why ye must dye Oria. I know I must but yet my fate calls not upon me Arr. It does this hand the Duke commands shall give you death Oria. Heaven and the powers Divine guard well the innocent Arr. Lady your Prayers may do your soul some good That sure your body cannot merit by 'em You must prepare to die Orian. What 's my offence what have these years committed That may be dangerous to the Duke or State Have I conspir'd by poison have I giv'n up My honor to some loose unsetl'd bloud That may give action to my plots Dear Sir let me not dye ignorant of my faults Arr. Ye shall not Then Lady you must know you 're held unhonest The Duke your Brother and your friends in Court With too much grief condemn ye though to me The fault deserves not to be paid with death Orian. Who 's my accuser Arri. Lord Gondarino Orian. Arrigo take these words and bear them to the Duke It is the last petition I shall ask thee Tell him the child this present hour brought forth To see the world has not a soul more pure more white More Virgin than I have Tell him Lord Gondarino's Plot I suffer for and willingly tell him it had been a greater honor to have sav'd than kill'd but I have done strike I am arm'd for heaven Why stay you is there any hope Arri. I would not strike Orian. Have you the power to save Arri. With hazard of my life if it should be known Orian. You will not venture that Arri. I will Lady there is that means yet to escape your death if you can wisely apprehend Orian. Ye dare not be so kind Arri. I dare and will if you dare but deserve 't Ori. If I should slight my life I were too blame Arri. Then Madam this is the means or else you die I love you Orian. I shall believe it if you save my life Arri. And you must lie with me Orian. I dare not buy my life so Arri. Come ye must resolve say yea or no. Orian. Then no nay look not ruggedly upon me I am made up too strong to fear such looks Come do your Butchers part before I would wish life with the dear loss of honour I dare find means to free my self Arr. Speak will ye yield Orian. Villain I will not Murtherer do thy worst thy base unnoble thoughts dare prompt thee to I am above thee slave Arri. Wilt thou not be drawn to yield by fair perswasions Orian. No nor by Arri. Peace know your doom then your Ladyship must remember you are not now at home where you dare feast all that come about you but you are fallen under my mercy which shall be but small if thou refuse to yield hear what I have sworn unto my self I will enjoy thee though it be between the parting of thy soul and body yield yet and live Orian. I 'll guard the one let Heaven guard the other Arri. Are you so resolute then Duke from above Hold hold I say Orian. What I yet more terror to my tragedy Arri. Lady the Scene of bloud is done ye are now as free from scandal as from death Enter Duke Count and Gondarino Duke Thou Woman which wert born to teach men virtue Fair sweet and modest Maid forgive my thoughts My trespass was my love Seize Gondarino let him wait our dooms Gond. I do begin a little to love this woman I could endure her already twelve miles off Count. Sister I am glad you have brought your honor off so fairly without loss you have done a work above your sex the Duke admires it give him fair encounter Duke Best of all comforts may I take this hand and call it mine Ori. I am your Graces handmaid Duke Would ye had sed my self might it not be so Lady Count. Sister say I I know you can afford it Ori. My Lord I am your subject you may command me provided still your thoughts be fair and good Duke Here I am yours and when I cease to be so Let heaven forget me thus I make it good Ori. My Lord I am no more mine own Count. So this bargain was well driven Gond. Duke thou hast sold away thy self to all perdition thou art this present hour becomming Cuckold methinks I see thy gaul grate through thy veins and jealousie seize thee with her talons I know that womans nose must be cut off she cannot scape it Duke Sir we have punishment for you Orian. I do beseech your Lordship for the wrongs this man hath done me let me pronounce his punishment Duke Lady I give 't to you he is your own Gond. I do beseech your Grace let me be banisht with all the speed that may be Count. Stay still you shall attend her sentence Orian. Lord Gondarino you have wrong'd me highly yet since it sprung from no peculiar hate to me but from a general dislike unto all women you shall
assure you ' less they are given Sham. How fain would I preserve mans form from shame And cannot get it done however Sir I charge thee live not long Lap. This is worse than beating Sham. Of what profession art thou tell me Sir Besides a Tailor for I 'll know the truth Lap. A Tailor I 'm as good a Gentleman Can shew my Arms and all Sham. How black and blew they are Is that your manifestation upon pain Of pounding thee to dust assume not wrongfully The name of Gentleman because I 'm one That must not let thee live Lap. I have done I have done Sir If there be any harm beshrew the Herald I 'm sure I ha' not been so long a Gentleman To make this anger I have nothing no where But what I dearly pay for Exit Sham. Groom begone I never was so heart-sick yet of man Enter Lady the Duke's Sister Lapet's wife 1 Gent. Here comes a cordial Sir from th' other sex Able to make a dying face look chearful Sham. The blessedness of Ladies Lady Y' are well met Sir Sham. The sight of you has put an evil from me Whose breath was able to make virtue sicken Lady I 'm glad I came so fortunately What was 't Sir Sham. A thing that takes a blow lives and eats after it In very good health you ha' not seen the like Madam A Monster worth your sixpence lovely worth Speak low Sir by all likely-hoods 't is her Husband 〈◊〉 That now bestow'd a visitation on me Farewel Sir Exit Sham. Husband is' t possible that he has a wise Would any creature have him 't is some forc'd match If he were not kick'd to th'Church o' th' wedding day I 'll never come at Court Can be no otherwise Perhaps he was rich speak mistriss Lapet was 't not so Wife Nay that 's without all question Sh. O ho he would not want kickers enow then If you are wise I much suspect your honesty For wisdom never fastens constantly But upon merit if you incline to fool You are alike unfit for his society Nay if it were not boldness in the man That honors you to advise you troth his company Should not be frequent with you Wife 'T is good counsel Sir Sham. Oh I am so careful where I reverence So just to goodness and her precious purity I 'm as equally jealous and as fearful That any undeserved stain might fall Upon her sanctified whiteness as of the sin That comes by wilfulness Wife Sir I love your thoughts And honor you for your counsel and your care Sham. We are your servants Wife He 's but a Gentleman o' th' chamber he might have kist me Faith where shall one find less courtesie than at Court Say I have an undeserver to my Husband That 's ne'er the worse for him well strange lip'd men 'T is but a kiss lost there 'll more come agen Exit Enter the passionate Lord the Dukes kinsman makes a congie or two to nothing 1 Gent. Look who comes here Sir his love-fit's upon him I know it by that sett smile and those congies How courteous he 's to nothing which indeed Is the next kin to woman only shadow The elder Sister of the twain because 't is seen too See how it kisses the fore-finger still Which is the last edition and being come So near the thumb every Cobler has got it Sham. What a ridiculous piece humanity Here makes it self 1 Gent. Nay good give leave a little Sir Y' are so precise a manhood Sham. It afflicts me When I behold unseemliness in an Image So near the Godhead 't is an injury To glorious Eternity 1 Gent. Pray use patience Sir Pas I do confess it freely precious Lady And loves suit is so the longer it hangs The worse it is better cut off sweet Madam Oh that same drawing in your neather Lip there Fore shews no goodness Lady make you question on 't Shame on me but I love you 1 Gent. Who is' t Sir You are at all this pains for may I know her Pas For thee thou fairest yet the falsest woman That ever broke man's heart-strings 1 Gent. How how 's this Sir Pas What the old trick of Ladies man's apparel Will 't ne'er be left amongst you steal from Court in 't 1 Gent. I see the Fit grows stronger Pas Pray leâ—'â— talk a little Sham. I can endure no more 1 Gent. Good let 's alone a little You are so exaâ—â— a work love light things somewhat Sir Sham. Th'aâ—e 〈◊〉 but shames 1 Gent. What 〈◊〉 yoâ—'d say to me Sir Pas Can you 〈◊〉 â—orgetful to enquire it Lady 1 Gent. Yes truely Sir Pas The more I admire your slintiness What cause have I given you 〈◊〉 Madam To play this strange part with 〈◊〉 1 Gent. Cause enough Do but look back Sir into your memory Your love to other women oh lewd man 'Tas almost kill'd my heart you see I 'm chang'd with it I ha' lost the fashion of my Sex with grief on t When I have seen you courting of a Dowdie Compar'd with me and kissing your fore-finger To one o' th' Black-Guards Mistresses would not this Crack a poor Ladies heart that believ'd love And waited for the comfort but 't was said Sir A Lady of my hair cannot want pittying The Countrey 's coming up farewel to you Sir Pas Whither intend you Sir 1 Gent. A long journey Sir The truth is I 'm with child and goe to travel Pas With child I never got it 1 Gent. I heard you were busie At the same time Sir and was loth to trouble you Pas Why are not you a whore then excellent Madam 1 Gent. Oh by no means 't was done Sir in the state Of my belief in you and that quits me It lies upon your falshood Pas Does it so You shall not carry her though Sir she 's my contract Sham. I prethee thou four Elements ill brued Torment none but thy self away I say Thou beast of passion as the drunkard is The beast of Wine dishonor to thy making Thou man in fragments Pas Hear me precious Madam Sham. Knâ—â—l for thy wits to Heaven Pas Lady I 'll father it Who e'er begot it 't is the course of greatness Sham. How virtue groans at this Pas I 'll raise the Court but I 'll stay your flight Sham. How wretched is that piece Ex. Pas Lord. 1 Gent. He 's the Dukes kinsman Siâ— Sham. That cannot take a passion away Sir Nor cut a Fit but one poor hour shorter He must endure as much as the poorest begger That cannot change his money there 's th' equality In our impartial Essence What 's the news now Enter a Servant Ser. Your worthy brother Sir ' has left his charge And come to see you Enter Shamount 's brother a Soldier Sham. Oh the noblest welcome That ever came from man meet thy deservings Methinks I 've all joyes treasure in mine arms now Sold. You are so fortunate in prevention brother You always
leave the answerer barren Sir You comprehend in few words so much worth Sham. 'T is all too little for thee come th' art welcome So I include all take especial knowledge pray Of this dear Gentleman my absolute friend That loves a Soldier far above a Mistriss Thou excellently faithful to 'em both But love to manhood owns the purer troth Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Shamont's brother a Soldier and a Lady the Dukes Sister Lady THere should be in this Gallery oh th' are here Pray sit down believe me Sir I 'm weary Sold. It well becomes a Lady to complain a little Of what she never feels your walk was short Madam You can be but afraid of weariness Which well employs the softness of your Sex As for the thing it self you never came to 't La. You 're wond'rously well read in Ladies Sir Sold. Shall I think such a creature as you Madam Was ever born to feel pain but in Travel There 's your full portion Besides a little tooth-ach in the breeding Which a kind Husband too takes from you Madam La. But where do Ladies Sir find such kind Husbands Perhaps you have heard The Rheumatick story of some loving Chandler now Or some such melting fellow that you talk So prodigal of mens kindness I confess Sir Many of those wives are happy their ambition Does reach no higher than to Love and Ignorance Which makes an excellent Husband and a fond one Now Sir your great ones aim at height and cunning And so are oft deceiv'd yet they must venture it For 't is a Ladies contumely Sir To have a Lord an Ignorant then the worlds voice Will deem her for a wanton e'r she taste on 't But to deceive a wise man to whose circumspection The world resigns it self with all his envy 'T is less dishonor to us than to fall Because his believ'd wisdom keeps out all Sold. Would I were the man Lady that should venture His wisdom to your goodness La. You might fail In the return as many men have done Sir I dare not justifie what is to come of me Because I know it not though I hope virtuously Marry what 's past or present I durst put Into a good mans hand which if he take Upon my word for good it shall not cozen him Sol. No nor hereafter La. It may hap so too Sir A womans goodness when she is a wife Lies much upon a mans desert believe it Sir If there be fault in her I 'll pawn my life on 't 'T is first in him if she were ever good That makes one knowing not a Husband yet Or what he may be I promise no more virtues Than I may well perform for that were cozenage Sol. Happy were he that had you with all fears That 's my opinion Lady Enter Shamount and a servant list'ning Serv. What say you now Sir Dare you give confidence to your own eyes Sham. Not yet I dare not Serv. No Sham. Scarce yet or yet Although I see 't is he Why can a thing That 's but my self divided be so false Serv. Nay do but mark how the chair plays hie part too How amoroesly 't is bent Shvm. Hell take thy bad thoughts For they are strange ones Never take delight To make a torment worse Look on 'em heaven For that 's a brother send me a fair enemy And take him for a fouler Fiend there breathes not I will not sin to think there 's ill in her But what 's of his producing Yet goodness whose inclosure is but flesh Holds out oft times but sorrily But as black Sir As ever kindred was I hate mine own bloud Because is is so near thine Live without honesty And mayst thou dye with an unmoist'ned eye And no tear follow thee Ex. Shamont Servant La. Y' are wond'rous merry Sir I would your Brother heard you Sold. Oh my Sister I would not out o' th' way let fall my words Lady For the precisest humor Enter passionate Lord. Pas Yea so close Sold. Th' are merry that 's the worst you can report on 'em Th' are neither dangerous nor immodest Pas So Sir Shall I believe you think you Sold. Who 's this Lady La. Oh the Dukes Cosin he came late from travel Sir Sold. Respect belongs to him Pas For as I said Lady Th' are merry that 's the worst you can report of 'em Th' are neither dangerous nor immodest Sold. How 's this Pas And there I think I left Sold. Abuses me Pas Now to proceed Lady perhaps I swore I lov'd you If you believe me not y' are much the wiser Sold. He speaks still in my person and derides me Pas For I can cog with you La. You can all do so We make no question of mens promptness that way Pas And smile and wave a chair with comely grace too Play with our Tastle gently and do fine things That catch a Lady sooner than a virtue Sold. I never us'd to let man live so long That wrong'd me Pas Talk of Battalions wooe you in a skirmish Divine my mind to you Lady and being sharp set Can court you at Half pike or name your weapon We cannot fail you Lady Enter 1 Gentleman Sold. Now he dies Were all succeeding hopes stor'd up wichin him 1 Gent. Oh fie i' th' Court Sir Sold. I most dearly thank you Sir 1 Gent. 'T is rage ill spent upon a passionate mad man Sold. That shall not priviledge him for ever Sir A mad man call you him I have sound too much reason Sound in his injury to me to believe him so 1 Gent. If ever truth from mans lips may be held In reputation with you give this confidence And this his Love-fit which we observe still By 's flattering and his fineness at some other time He 'll go as slovenly as heart can wish The love and pity that his Highness shews to him Makes every man the more respectful of him Has never a passion but is well provided for As this of Love he is full fed in all His swinge as I may tearm it have but patience And ye shall witness somewhat Sold. Still he mocks me Look you in action in behaviour Sir Hold still the chair with a grand mischief to you Or I 'll let so much strength upon your heart Sir Pas I feel some power has restrain'd me Lady If it be sent from Love say I obey it And ever keep a voice to welcome it SONG THou Deity swift winged Love Sometimes below sometimes above Little in shape but great in power Thou that mak'st a heart thy Tower And thy loop-holes Ladies eyes From whence thou strik'st the fond and wise Did all the Shafts in thy fair Quiver Stick fast in my ambitious Liver Yet thy power would I adore And call upon thee to shoot more Shoot more shoot more Enter one like a Cupid offering to shoot at him Pas I prethee hold though sweet Celestial boy I 'm not requited yet with love enough For
the first Arrow that I have within me And if thou be an equal Archer Cupid Shoot this Lady and twenty more for me La. Me Sir 1 Gent. 'T is nothing but device fear it not Lady You may be as good a Maid after that shaft Madam As e'er your mother was at twelve and a half 'T is like the boy that draws it 'tas no sting yet Cup. 'T is like the miserable Maid that draws it Aside That sees no comfort yet seeing him so passionate Pas Strike me the Duchess of Valois in love with me With all the speed thou canst and two of her Women Cu. You shall have more Exit Pas Tell 'em I tarry for ' em 1 Gen. Who would be angry with that walking trouble now That hurts none but it self Sold. I am better quieted Pas I 'll have all women-kind struck in time for me After thirteen once I see this Cupid will not let me want And let him spend his forty shafts an hour They shall be all found from the Dukes Exchequer He 's come already Enter again the same Cupid two Brothers six Women Maskers Cupid's Bow bent all the way towards them the first woman singing and playing a Priest SONG OH turn thy bow Thy power we feel and know Fair Cupid turn away thy Bow They be those golden Arrows Bring Ladies all their sorrows And till there be more truth in men Never shoot at Maid agen Pas What a felicity of whores are here And all my Concubines struck bleeding new A man can in his life time make but one woman But he may make his fifty Queans a month Cu. Have you remembred a Priest honest brothers 1 Bro. Yes Sister and this is the young Gentleman Make you no question of our faithfulness 2 Bro. His growing shame Sister provokes our care Priest He must be taken in this fit of Love Gentlemen 1 Bro. What else Sir he shall do 't 2 Bro. Enough 1 Bro. Be chearful wench A dance Cupid leading Pas Now by the stroke of pleasure a deep oath Nimbly hopt Ladies all what height they bear too A story higher than your common statures A little man must go up stairs to kiss 'em What a great space there is Betwixt Loves Dining Chamber and his Garret I 'll try the utmost height the Garret stoops methinks The rooms are made all bending I see that And not so high as a man takes 'em for Cu. Now if you 'll follow me Sir I 've that power To make them follow you Pas Are they all shot Cu. All all Sir every mothers daughter of ' em Pas Then there 's no fear of following if they be once shot They 'll follow a man to th' devil As for you Sir Ex. with the Lady and the Masquers Sold. Me Sir 1 Gent. Nay sweet Sir Sold. A noise a threatening did you not hear it Sir 1 Gent. Without regard Sir so would I hear you Sold. This must come to something never talk of that Sir You never saw it otherwise 1 Gent. Nay dear merit Sold. Me above all men 1 Gent. Troth you wrong your anger Sold. I will be arm'd my honourable Letcher 1 Gent. Oh fie sweet Sir Sold. That devours womens honesties by lumps And never chaw'st thy pleasure 2 Gent. What do you mean Sir Sold. What does he mean t'ingross all to himself There 's others love a whore as well as he Sir 1 Gent. Oh if that be part o' th' fury we have a City Is very well provided for that case Let him alone with her Sir we have Women Are very charitable to proper men And to a Soldier that has all his limbs Marry the sick and lame gets not a penny Right womens charity and the Husbands follow 't too Here comes his Highness Sir Enter Duke and Lords Sold. I 'll walk to cool my self Exit Duke Who 's that 1 Gent. The brother of Shamont Duke He 's Brother then To all the Courts love they that love discreetly And place their friendliness upon desert As for the rest that with a double face Look upon merit much like fortunes visage That looks two ways both to life's calms and storms I 'll so provide for him chiefly for him He shall not wish their loves nor dread their envies And here comes my Shamont Enter Shamont Sham. That Ladies virtues are my only joyes And he to offer to lay siege to them Duke Shamont Sham. Her goodness is my pride in all discourses As often as I hear rash tongu'd gallants Speak rudely of a woman presently I give in but her name and th' are all silent Oh who would loose this benefit Duke Come hither Sir Sham. 'T is like the Gift of Healing but Diviner For that but cures diseases in the body This works a cure on Fame on Reputation The noblest piece of Surgery upon earth Duke Shamont he minds me not Sham. A Brother do 't Duke Shamont I say Gives him a touch with his switch Sham. Ha If he be mortal by this hand he perishes Draws Unless it be a stroke from heaven he dies for 't Duke Why how now Sir 't was I. Sham. The more 's my misery Duke Why what 's the matter prethee Sham. Can you ask it Sir No man else should stood sorty lives before him By this I would have op'd my way to him It could not be you Sir excuse him not What e'er he be as y' are dear to honor That I may find my peace agen Duke Forbear I say Upon my love to truth 't was none but I. Sham. Still miserable Duke Come come what ails you Sir Sham. Never sate shame cooling so long upon me Without a satisfaction in revenge And heaven has made it here a sin to wish it Duke Hark you Sir Sham. Oh y 'ave undone me Duke How Sham. Cruelly undone me I have lost my peace and reputation by you Sir pardon me I can never love you more Exit Duke What language call you this Sirs 1 Gent. Truth my Lord I 've seldom heard a stranger 2 Gent. He is a man of a most curious valour Wondrous precise and punctual in that virtue Duke But why to me so punctual my last thought Was most intirely fixt on his advancementâ— Why I came now to put him in possession Of his fair fortunes what a mis-conceiver ' t is And from a Gentleman of our Chamber meerly Made him Vice-Admiral I was setled in 't I love him next to health call him Gentlemen Why would not you or you ha' taken as much And never murmur'd Exit 1 Gent. 2 Gent. Troth I think we should my Lord And there 's a follow walks about the Court Would take a hundred of ' em Duke I hate you all for 't And rather praise his high pitch'd fortitude Though in extreams for niceness now I think on 't I would I had never done 't Now Sir where is he Enter 1 Gentleman 1 Gent. His sute is only Sir to be excus'd Duke He shall not be excus'd I love
moisture in most grievous qualms Did Rob. Wisdom write his Singing Psalms And so must I do this and yet I think It is a potion sent us down to drink By special Providence keeps us from fights Makes us not laugh when we make legs to knights 'T is this that keeps our minds fit for our States A Medicine to obey our Magistrates For we do live more free than you no hate No envy at one anothers State Moves us we are all equal every whit Of Land that God gives men here is their wit If we consider fully for our best And gravest men will with his main house jest Scarce please you we want subtilty to do The City tricks lye hate and flatter too Here are none that can bear a painted show Strike when you winch and then lament the blow Who like Mills set the right way for to grind Can make their gains alike with every wind Only some fellows with the subtil'st pate Amongst us may perchance equivocate At selling of a Horse and that 's the most Methinks the little wit I had is lost Since I saw you for Wit is like a Rest Held up at Tennis which men do the best With the best gamesters what things have we seen Done at the Mermaid heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtil flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolv'd to live a fool the rest Of his dull life then when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justifie the Town For three days past wit that might warrant be For the whole City to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd and when that was gone We left an Air behind us which alone Was able to make the two next Companies Right witty though but downright fools more wise When I remember this and see that now The Countrey Gentlemen begin to allow My wit for dry bobs then I needs must cry I see my days of Ballating grow nigh I can already Riddle and can Sing Ketches sell bargains and I fear shall bring My self to speak the hardest words I find Over as oft as any with one wind That takes no medicines But one thought of thee Makes me remember all these things to be The wit of our young men fellows that show No part of good yet utter all they knoâ—â— Who like trees of the Guard have growing souls Only strong destiny which all controuls I hope hath left a better fate in store For me thy friend than to live ever poor Banisht unto this home fate once again Bring me to thee who canst make smooth and plain The way of Knowledge for me and then I Who have no good but in thy company Protest it will my greatest comfort be To acknowledge all I have to flow from thee Ben. when these Scaenes are perfect we 'll taste wine I 'll drink thy Muses health thou shalt quaff mine The Honest Man's Fortune A TRAGI-COMEDY The Persons represented in the Play Duke of Orleans a spleenful detracting Lord Brother-in-law to Orleans a noble Earl of Amiens accomplish'd Gentleman servant to Lamira Mountague an honest Lord Two faithful followers of Mountague Du-boys Longueville Voramer the loving and loyal Page of Mountague La Verdine a knavish Courtier La Poop a foisting Captain Mallicorn a sharking Citizen Two Lawyers Two Creditors Officers Servants WOMEN Duchess of Orleans a virtuous Lady and chaste but suspected wife to the Duke Lamira a modest Virgin and a Lady rich and noble Charlotte Lamira's Woman The Scene France The princinal Actors were Nathan Field Rob. Benfield Emanuel Read Joseph Taylor Will. Eglestone Thomas Basse Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter the Duke of Orleance and the Earl of Amiens at several doors Amiens MOrrow my Lord of Orleans Orl. You salute me like a stranger brother Orleance were to me a Title more belonging whom you call the Husband of your Sister Ami. Would the circumstances of your brotherhood had never offer'd cause to make our conversation less familiar I meet you like a hindrance in your way your great Law-suit is now upon the tongue and ready for a judgement Orl. Came you from the Hall now Ami. Without stay the Court is full and such a press of people does attend the issue as if some great man were brought to his arraignment Orl. Every mothers son of all that multitude of hearers went to be a witness of the misery your Sisters fortunes must have come to if my adversary who did love her first had been her Husband Ami. The success may draw a testimony from them to confirm the same opinion but they went prepar'd with no such hope or purposâ— Orl. And did you intreat the number of them that are come with no such hope or purpose Ami. Tush your own experience of my heart can answer ye Orl. This doubtful makes me clearly understand your disposition Ami. If your cause be just I wish you a conclusion like your cause Orl. I can have any common charity to such a Prayer From a friend I would expect a love to prosper in Without exceptions such a love as might Make all my undertakings thankful to 't Precisely just is seldom faithful in our wishes To another mans desires Farewel Exit Orl. Enter Montague having a Purse Duboys Longueville and Voramer the Page with two Caskets Dub. Here comes your adversarie's brother-in-law Long. The Lord of Amiens Dub. From the Hall I think Ami. I did so save your Lordship Mount That 's a wish my Lord as courteous to my present state As ever honest mind was thankful for For now my safety must expose it self To question yet to look for any free Or hearty salutation Sir from you Would be unreasonable in me Ami. Why Mont. Your Sister is my adversarie's wife That nearness needs must consequently draw Your inclination to him Ami. I will grant Him all the nearness his alliance claims And yet be nothing less impartial My Lord of Montague Mont. Lord of Montague yet â—ut Sir how long the dignity or state Belonging to it will continue stands Upon rhe dangerous passage of this hour Either for evermore to be confirm'd Or like the time wherein 't was pleaded gone Gone with it never to be call'd again Ami. Justice direct your process to the end To both your persons my respect shall still Be equal but the righteous cause is that Which bears my wishes to the side it holds Where-ever may it prosper Exit Amiens Mont. Then my thanks Are proper to you if a man may raise A considence upon a lawful ground I have no reason to be once perplex'd With any doubtful motion Longuezille That Lord of Amiens didst observe him has A worthy nature in him Long. Either 't is his nature or his cunning Mont. That 's the vizard of most mens actions Whose dissembled lives Do carry only the similitude Of goodness on 'em but for him Honest behaviour makes a
fir'd if 't be in your power To be a means to make her entertainment And far from that I was but to supply My want with habit fit for him that serves I shall owe much to you L. Orl. Leave that care to me Vir. Good Sir lean on my shoulder help good Madam oh that I were a horse for half an hour that I might carry you home on my back I hope you will love me still Mont. Thou dost deserve it boy that I should live To be thus troublesome L. Orl. Good Sir 't is none Vir. Trouble most willingly I would be chang'd Like Apuleius weare his Asses ears Provided I might still this burthen bear L. Orl. 'T is a kind boy Mont. I find true proof of it Exeunt Enter Amiens and Longeville with a Paper Ami. You 'll carry it Long. As I live although my packet were like Bellerophon's what have you seen in me or my behavior since your favors so plentifully showr'd upon my wants that may beget distrust of my preformance Ami. Nay be not angry if I entertained But the least scruple of your love or courage I would make choyce of one which my estate Should do me right in this nor can you blame me If in a matter of such consequence I am so importunate Long. Good my Lord let me prevent your farther conjurations To rayse my spirit I know this is a challenge To be delivered unto Orleane hand And that my undertaking ends not there But I must be your second and in that Not alone search your enemy measure weapons But stand in all your hazards as our blouds Ran in the self-same veins in which if I Better not your opinion as a limb That 's putrifi'd and useless cut me off And underneath the Gallows bury it Ami. At full you understand me and in this Bind me and what 's mine to you and yours I will not so much wrong you as to add One syllable more let it suffice I leave My honor to your guard and in that prove You hold the first place in my heart and love Ex. Ami. Long. The first place in a Lords affection very good and how long doth that last perhaps the changing of some three shirts in the Tennis-Court well it were very necessary that an order were taken if it were possible that younger brothers might have more wit or more money for now however the fool hath long been put upon him that inherits his revenue hath bought him a spunge and wip't off the imputation and for the understanding of the younger let him get as much Rhetorick as he can to grace his language Enter Dubois They will see he shall have gloss little enough to set out his Bark stand Dubois look about 's all safe Dub. Approach not near me but with reverence Lawrel and adorations I have done more than deserves a hundred thanks Long. How now what 's the matter Dub. With this hand only aided by this brain Without an Orpheus Harp redeem'd from Hells Three headed Porter our Euridice Long. Nay prethee speak sence this is like the stale bragart in a Play Dub. Then in plain Prose thus and with as little action as thou canst desire the three headed Porter were three unexorable Catch-poles out of whose jaws without the help of Orpheus Harp bait or bribe for those two strings make the Musick that molifies those flinty furies I rescued our Euridice I mean my old Master Montague Long. And is this all a poor rescue I thought thou hadst revers'd the judgement for his overthrow in his sute or wrought upon his adversary Orleance taken the shape of a Ghost frighted his mind into distraction and for the appeasing of his conscience forc'd him to make restitution of Montague's Lands or such like rescue S'light I would have hired Acrocheture for two Cardekues to have done so much with his whip Dub. You wood Sir and yet 't is more than three on their foot-cloaths durst do for a sworn Brother in a Coach Long. Besides what proof's of it for ought I know this may be a trick I had rather have him a prisoner where I might visit him and do him service than not at all or I know not where Dub. Well Sir the end will shew it what 's that a challenge Long. Yes where 's Orleance though we fight in jest he must meet with Amiens in earnest fall off we are discovered my horse garson ha Dub. Were it not in a house and in his presence To whom I owe all duty Long. What would it do prate as it does but be as far from striking as he that owes it Orleance Dub. How Long. I think thou art his Porter Set here to answer creditors that his Lordship Is not within or takes the diet I am sent And will grow here until I have an answer Not to demand a debt of money but To call him to a strict account for wrong Done to the honors of a Gentleman Which nothing but his heart-bloud shall wash off Dub. Shall I hear this Long. And more that if I may not Have access to him I will fix this here To his disgrace and thine Dub. And thy life with it Long. Then have the copies of it pâ—sted on posts Like Pamphlet Titles that sue to be soâ—d Have his disgrace talk for Tobacco-shops His picture baffled Dub. All respect away wer 't in a Church draw bath Long. This is the â—ook I pray with Enter Orleance Orl. â—or 〈…〉 your lives Long. 〈◊〉 are you 〈◊〉 I hope your Lordship can read thought 〈◊〉 not his 〈…〉 Scholar-ship doth it not please you 〈…〉 muster up the rest of your attendance which 〈…〉 Cook a Pander Coach-man and a Footmâ—n in tâ—â—â—e day a great 〈◊〉 Lords train pretending I â—â— unworthy to bring you a â—hallenge instead of answering it have me 〈◊〉 Dub. If he does thoâ— deserv'st it Long. I dare you all to touch me I 'll not stand still What answer Orl. That thou hast done to Amiâ—as The office of a faithful friend whiâ—h Would cherish in thee were he not my â—oe How ever since on honourable terms He calls me forth say I will meet with him And by Dubois e'r Sun-set make him know The time and place my swords length and what ever Scruple of circumstance he can expect Long. This answer comes unlookt for fare you well Finding your temper thus wou'd I had said less Exit Orl. Now comes thy love to the test Dub. My Lord 't will hold And in all dangers prove it self true Gold Exeunt Enter Laverdine La-poop Malicorn servant Ser. I will acquaint my Lady with your coming Please you repose your selves here Mal. There 's a Tester nay now I am a wooer I must be bountiful Ser. If you would have two three-pences for it Sir To give some of your kindred as you â—ide I 'll sâ—e â—â— I can get them we use not tho servants to take 〈◊〉 Ex. Lav. Then thou art unfit to be in office either in Court
no wild beast Shall hurt or trouble you and thus we 'll breed a story To make every hearer weep When they discourse our fortunes and our loves Mont. Oh what a scoff might men of women make If they did know this boy but my desire Is that thou wouldest not as thou usest still When like a servant I'mong servants sit Wait on my Trencher fill my cups with Wine Why should'st thou do this boy prethee consider I am not what I was Ver. Curst be the day when I forget that Montague was Thy Lord or not remember him my Master still Mont. Rather curse me with whom thy youth hath spent So many hours and yet untaught to live By any worldly quality Ver. Indeed you never taught me how to handle Cards To cheat and cozen men with oaths and lies Those are the worldly qualities to live Some of our scarlet Gallants teach their boys These worldly qualities Since stumbling fortune then leaves virtue thus Let me leave fortune e'r be vicious Mon. Oh lad thy love will kill me Ver. In truth I think in conscience I shall dye for you Good Master weep not do you want aught Sir Will you have any money here 's some Silver And here 's a little Gold 't will serve to play And put more troublesome thoughts out of your mind I pray Sir take it I 'll get more with singing And then I 'll bring it you my Lady ga't me And it was not covetousness But I forgot to tell you sooner on 't Mont. Alas boy thou art not bound to tell it me And less to give it buy thee Scarfs and Garters And when I have money I will give thee a sword Nature made thee a beauteous Cabinet To lock up all all the goodness of the earth Enter Charloâ—e Ver. I have lost my voice with the very sight of this Gentlewoman good Sir steal away you were wont to be a curious avoider of womens company Mont. Why boy thou dar'st trust me any where dar'st thou not Ver. I had rather trust you by a roaring Lion than a ravening woman Mont. Why boy Ver. Why truly she devours more mans flesh Mont. I but she roars not boy Ver. No Sir why she is never silent but when her mouth is full Charl. Monsieur Montague Mont. My sweet fellow since you please to call me so Ver. Ah my conscience she wou'd be pleas'd well enough to call you bed-fellow oh Master do not hold her by the hand so a woman is a Lime-bush that catcheth all she toucheth Charl. I do most dangerously suspect this boy to be a wench art thou not one come hither let me feel thee Ver. With all my heart Charl. Why dost thou pull off thy Glove Ver. Why to feel whether you be a boy or no. Charl. Fie boy go too I 'll not look your head nor comb your locks any more if you talk thus Ver. Why I 'll sing to you no more then Charl. Fie upon 't how sad you are a young Gentleman that was the very Sun of France Mont. But I am in the eclipse now Chal. Suffer himself to be over-run with a Lethargy of melancholy and discontent rouze up thy spirit man and shake it off A Noble Soul is like a Ship at Sea That sleeps at Anchor when the Ocean 's calm But when she rages and the wind blows high He cuts his way with skill and Majesty I would turn a Fool or Poet or any thing or marry to make you merry prethee let 's walk good Veramour leave thy Master and me I have earnest business with him Ver. Pray do you leave my Master and me we were very merry before you came he does not covet womens company What have you to do with him come Sir will you go And I 'll sing to you again I'faith his mind is stronger than to credit Womens vows and too pure to be capable of their loves Charl. The boy is jealous sweet lad leave us my Lady call'd for you I swear that 's a good child there 's a piece of Gold for thee go buy a Feather Ver. There 's two pieces for you do you go and buy one or what you will or nothing so you go Nay then I see you would have me go Sir why i'faith I will now I perceive you love her better than you do me but Heaven bless you whatever you do or intend I know you are a very honest man Exit Charl. Still will I wooe thee whilst thy ears reply I cannot or I will not marry thee Why hast thou drawn the bloud out of my cheeks And given a quicker motion to my heart Oh thou hast bred a Feaver in my veins Call'd love which no Physitian can cure Have mercy on a Maid whose simple youth Mont. How your example fairest teacheth me A ceremonious Idolatry Kneels By all the joy of love I love thee better Than I or any man can tell another And will express the mercy which thou crav'st I will forbear to marry thee consider Thou art Natures heir in feature and thy parents In fair Inheritances rise with these thoughts And look on me but with a womans eye A decaid fellow void of means and spirit Charl. Of spirit Mont. Yes could I tamely live Forget my Fathers bloud wait and make legs Stain my best breeches with the servile drops That fall from others draughts Charl. This vizard wherewith thou wouldst hide thy spirit Is perspective to shew it plainlier This undervalue of thy life is but Because I should not buy thee what more speaks Greatness of man than valiant patience That shrinks not under his fates strongest strokes These Roman deaths as falling on a sword Opening of veins with poison quenching thirst Which we erroneously do stile the deeds Of the heroick and magnanimous man Was dead-ey'd cowardize and white-cheek'd fear Who doubting tyranny and fainting under Fortunes false Lottery desperately run To death for dread of death that soul 's most stout That bearing all mischance dares last it out Will you perform your word and marry me When I shall call you to 't Enter Longueville with a riding-rod Mont. I'faith I will Charl. Who 's this alights here Long. With leave fair creature are you the Lady Mistriss of the house Charl. Her servant Sir Long. I pray then favour me to inform your Lady and Duke Orleans wife A business of import awaits 'em here And craves for speedy answer Charl. Are you in post Sir Long. No I am in Satin Lady I would you would be in post Charl. I will return Sweet Exit Long. Honest friend do you belong to the house I pray be covered Mont. Yes Sir I do Long. Ha dream'st thou Longaville sure 't is not he Sir I should know you Mont. So should I you but that I am asham'd But though thou know'st me prethee Longaville Mock not my poverty pray remember your self Shows it not strangely for thy cloaths to stand Without a Hat to mine mock me no more Long. The
hereabout will be all one If once our moral mischiefs come in memory Mal. But pray ye hear me is not this the day The Virgin Lady doth elect her Husband Lav. The dinner is to that end Mal. Very well then say we all stay and say we all scape this whipping and be well entertained and one of us carry the Lady La-p. 'T is a seemly saying I must confess but if we stay how fitly We may apply it to our selves i' th' end Will ask a Christian fear I cannot see If I say true what special ornaments Of Art or Nature lay aside our lying Whoring and drinking which are no great virtues We are endued withal to win this Lady Mal. Yet Women go not by the best parts ever that I have found directly Lav. Why should we fear then they choose men As they feed sometimes they settle Upon a White broth'd face a sweet smooth gallant And him they make an end of in a night Sometimes a Goose sometimes a grosser meat A rump of Beef will serve 'em at some season And fill their bellies too though without doubt They are great devourers Stock-fish is a dish If it be well drest for the tuffness sake Will make the proud'st of 'em long and leap for 't They 'll run mad for a Pudding e'r they 'll starve La-p. For my own part I care not come what can come If I be whipt why so be it if cudgell'd I hope I shall out-live it I am sure 'T is not the hundredth time I have been serv'd so And yet I thank Heaven I am here Mal. Here 's resolution La-p. A little patience and a rotten Apple Cures twenty worse diseases what say you Sir Lav. Marry I say Sir if I had been acquainted With lamming in my youth as you have been With whipping and such benefits of nature I should do better as I am I 'll venture And if it be my luck to have the Lady I 'll use my fortune modestly if beaten You shall not hear a word one I am sure of And if the worst fall she shall be my Physick Le ts go then and a merry wind be with us Mal. Captain your shooes are old pray put 'em off And let one fling 'em after us be bold Sirs And howsoever our fortune falls le ts bear An equal burden if there be an odd lash We 'll part it afterwards La-p. I am arm'd at all points Exeunt Enter four serving in a Banquet 1. Then my Lady will have a bedfellow to night 2. So she says Heaven what a dainty arm-full shall he enjoy that has the launching of her what a fight she 'll make 3. I marry boys there will be sport indeed there will be grapling she has a murderer lies in her prow I am afraid will fright his main Mast Robin 4. Who dost thou think shall have her of thy conscience thou art a wise man 3. If she go the old way the way of lot the longest cut sweeps all without question 1. She has lost a friend of me else what think ye of the Courtier 2. Hang him Hedge-hog h 'as nothing in him but a piece of Euphues and twenty dozen of twelve penny ribond all about him he is but one Pedlers shop of Gloves and Garters pick-teeth and pomander 3. The Courtier marry God bless her Steven she is not mad yet she knows that trindle-tail too well he 's crest-fall'n and pin-buttock't with leaping Landresses 4. The Merchant sure she will not be so base to have him 1. I hope so Robin he 'll sell us all to the Moors to make Mummy nor the Captain 4. Who Potgun that 's a sweet youth indeed will he stay think ye 3. Yes without question and have halfe din'd too e'r the Grace be done he 's good for nothing in the world but eating lying and sleeping what other men devour in drink he takes in potage they say h 'as been at Sea a Herring-fishing for without doubt he dares not hale an Eel-boat i' th' way of War 2. I think so they would beat him off with Butter 3. When he brings in a prize unless it be Cockles or Câ—llis sand to scour with I 'll renounce my Five Mark a year and all the hidden Art I have in carving to teach young Birds to whistle Walsingham leave him to the Lime-Boats now what think you of the brave Amiens 1. That 's a thought indeed 2. I marry there 's a person fit to feed upon a dish so dainty and he 'll do 't I warrant him i' th' nick boys has a body world without end 4. And such a one my Lady will make no little of but is not Montague married to day 3. Yes faith honest Montague must have his bout too 2. He 's as good a lad as ever turn'd a trencher must we leave him 3. He 's too good for us Steven I 'll give him health to his good luck to night i' th' old Beaker and it shall be Sack too 4. I must have a Garter and boys I have bespoke a Posset some body shall give me thanks for t 'tas a few toys in 't will rase commotions in a bed lad 1. Away my Lady Exeunt Enter Orleance and his Lady arm in arm Amiens Lamira Charlotte like a Bride Montague brave Laverdine Longaville Dubois Mallycorn La-poop Lam. Seat your selves noble Lords and Gentlemen You know your places many royal welcomes I give your Grace how lovely shews this change My house is honor'd in this reconcilement Orl. Thus Madam must you do my Lady now shall see You made a Woman And give you some short lessons for your voyage Take her instructions Lady she knows much Lam. This becomes you Sir Laâ— My Lord must have his Will Orl. 'T is all I can do now sweet-heart fair Lady This to your happy choice brother Amiens You are the man I mean it to Ami. I 'll pledge you Orl. And with my heart Ami. With all my love I take it Lam. Noble Lords I am proud ye have done this day so much content and me such estimation that this hour In this poor house shall be a league for ever For so I know ye mean it Ami. I do Lady Orl. And I my Lord. Omnes Y 'ave done a work of honor Ami. Give me the Cup where this health stops let That man be either very sick or very simple Or I am very angry Sir to you Madam methinks this Gentleman might sit too He would become the best on 's Orl. Pray sit down Sir I know the Lady of the Feast expects not this day so much old custom Ami. Sit down Montague nay never blush for the matter Mont. Noble Madam I have too reasons rgainst it and I dare not duty to you first as you are my Lady and I your poorest servant next the custom of this days ceremony Lam. As you are my servant I may command you then Mont. To my life Lady Lam. Sit down and here I 'll have it so Ami.
the better man The better chance she has the man that 's best She still contends with and doth favor least Mar. Me thinks a graver thunder then the skies Breaks from his lips I am amaz'd to hear And Athens words more then her swords doth fear Soph. Martius slave Sophocles couldst thou acquire And did thy Roman gods so love thy prayers And solemn sacrifice to grant thy suit To gather all the valour of the Caesars Thy Predecessors and what is to come And by their influence sling it on thee now Thou couldst not make my mind go less not pare With all their swords one virtue from my soul How am I vassall'd then Make such thy slaves As dare not keep their goodness past their graves Know General we two are chances on The die of Fate now thrown thy six is up And my poor one beneath thee next the throw May set me upmost and cast thee below Mar. Yet will I trie thee more Calamitie Is mans true touchstone Listen insolent Prince That dar'st contemn the Master of thy life Which I will force here 'fore thy City walls With barbarous crueltie and call thy wife To see it and then after send her Soph. Ha ha ha Mar. And then demolish Athens to the ground Depopulate her fright away her fame And leave succession neither stone nor name Soph. Ha ha ha Mar. Dost thou deride me Val. Kneel ask Martius For mercy Sophocles and live happy still Soph. Kneel and ask mercie Roman art a god I never kneel'd or begg'd of any else Thou art a fool and I will loose no more Instructions on thee now I find thy eares Solemn Musick Enter Dorigen Ladyes bearing a sword Are foolish like thy tongue My Dorigen Oh! must she see me bound 1. Cap. There 's the first sigh He breath'd since he was born I think 2. Cap. Forbear All but the Lady his wife Soph. How my heart chides The manacles of my hands that let them not Embrace my Dorigen Val. Turn but thy face And ask thy life of Martius thus and thou With thy fair wife shalt live Athens shall stand And all her priviledges augmented be Soph. 'T were better Athens perish'd and my wife Which Romans I do know a worthie one Then Sophocles should shrink of Sophocles Commit profane Idolatry by giving The reverence due to gods to thee blown man Mar. Rough stubborn Cynick Soph. Thou art rougher far And of a couser wale fuller of pride Less temperate to bear prosperity Thou seest my meer neglect hath rais'd in thee A storm more boystrous then the Oceans My virtue Patience makes thee vitious Mar. Why fair-ey'd Lady do you kneel Dor. Great Generall Victorious godlike Martius your poor handmaid Kneels for her husband will not cannot speaks Thus humbly that he may not Listen Roman Thou whose advanced front doth speak thee Roman To every Nation and whose deeds assure 't Behold a Princess whose declining head Like to a drooping lilly after storms Bowes to thy feet and playing here the slave To keep her husbands greatness unabated All which doth make thy Conquest greater For If he be base in ought whom thou hast taken Then Martius hath but taken a base prize But if this Jewell hold lustre and value Martius is richer then in that he hath won O make him such a Captive as thy self Unto another wouldst great Captain be Till then he is no prisoner fit for thee Mar. Valerius here is harmonie would have brought Old crabbed Saturn to sweet sleep when Jove Did first incense him with Rebellion Athens doth make women Philosophers And sure their children chat the talk of gods Val. Rise beauteous Dorigen Dor. Not untill I know The Generals resolution Val. One soft word From Sophocles would calm him into tears Like gentle showres after tempestuous winds Dor. To buy the world he will not give a word A look a tear a knee ' gainst his own judgement And the divine composure of his minde All which I therefore doe and here present This Victors wreathe this rich Athenian sword Trophies of Conqust which great Martius wear And be appeas'd Let Sophocles still live Mar. He would not live Dor. He would not beg to live When he shall so forget then I begin To command Martius and when he kneels Dorigen stands when he lets fall a tear I dry mine eyes and scorn him Mar. Scorn him now then Here in the face of Athens and thy friends Self-will'd stiff Sophocles prepare to die And by that sword thy Lady honor'd me With which her self shall follow Romans Friends Who dares but strike this stroke shall part with me Half Athens and my half of Victorie Cap. By not we Nic. Cor. We two will do it Sir Soph. Away ye fish-fac'd Rascals Val. Martius To Eclipse this great Eclipse labours thy fame Valerius thy Brother shall for once Turn Executioner Give me the sword Now Sophocles I 'll strike as suddenly As thou dar'st die Soph. Thou canst not And Valerius 'T is less dishonour to thee thus to kill me Then bid me kneel to Martius 't is to murther The fame of living men which great ones do Their studies strangle poyson makes away The wretched hangman only ends the Play Val. Art thou prepar'd Soph. Yes Val. Bid thy wife farewell Soph. No I will take no leave My Dorigen Yonder above 'bout Ariadnes Crown My spirit shall hover for thee prethee haste Dor. Stay Sophocles with this tie up my sight Let not soft nature so transform'd be And lose her gentle sex'd humanitie To make me see my Lord bleed So 't is well Never one object underneath the Sun Will I behold before my Sophocles Farewell now teach the Romans how to die Mar. Dost know what 't is to die Soph. Thou dost not Martius And therefore not what 't is to live to die Is to begin to live It is to end An old stale weary work and to commence A newer and a better 'T is to leave Deceitfull knaves for the societie Of gods and goodness Thou thy self must part At last from all thy garlands pleasures Triumphs And prove thy fortitude what then 't will do Val. But ar't not griev'd nor vex'd to leave life thus Soph. Why should I grieve or vex for being sent To them I ever lov'd best now I 'll kneel But with my back to ward thee 't is the last duty This trunk can doe the gods Mar. Strike strike Valerius Or Martius heart will leap out at his mouth This is a man a woman Kiss thy Lord And live with all the freedome you were wont O Love thou doubly hast afflicted me With virtue and with beauty Treacherous heart My hand shall cast thee quick into my urne E're thou transgress this knot of pietie Val. What ails my Brother Soph. Martius oh Martius Thou now hast found a way to conquer me Dor. O star of Rome what gratitude can speak Fit words to follow such a deed as this Mar. Doth Juno talk or Dorigen Val. You
service Now Sir shall you joyn with me in petitioning for fifty men more in regard of my arrearages to you which if granted I will bestow the whole profit of those fifty men on thee and thine heirs for ever till Atropos do cut this simple thred Corn. No more dear Corporal Sir Nichodemus that shall be I cry your wishes mercie I am your servant body and goods moveables and immoveables use my house use my wife use me abuse me do what you list Nich. A figment is a candid lye this is an old Pass Mark what follows Exeunt Enter Martius and two Captains Mar. Pray leave me you are Romans honest men Keep me not company I am turn'd knave Have lost my fame and nature Athens Athens This Dorigen is thy Palladium He that will sack thee must betray her first Whose words wound deeper than her husbands sword Her eyes make captive still the Conqueror And here they keep her only to that end O subtill devil what a golden ball Did tempt when thou didst cast her in my way Why foolish Sophocles broughtst thou not to field Thy Lady that thou mightst have overcome Martius had kneel'd and yielded all his wreathes That hang like Jewels on the seven-fold hill And bid Rome send him out to fight with men For that she knew he durst and not ' gainst Fate Or Deities what mortal conquers them Insatiate Julius when his Victories Had run ore half the world had he met her There he had stopt the legend of his deeds Laid by his Arms been overcome himself And let her vanquish th' other half And fame Made beauteous Dorigen the greater name Shall I thus fall I will not no my tears Cast on my heart shall quench these lawless fires He conquers best conquers his lewd desires Enter Dorigen with Ladyes Dor. Great Sir my Lord commands me visit you And thinks your retir'd melancholy proceeds From some distast of worthless entertainment Will 't please you take your chamber how d' ye do Sir Mar. Lost lost again the wild rage of my blood Doth Ocean like oreflow the shallow shore Of my weak virtue my desire 's a vane That the least breath from her turns every way Dor. What says my Lord Mar. Dismiss your women pray And I 'll reveal my grief Dor. Leave me Mar. Long tales of love whilst love it self Might be enjoyed are languishing delays There is a secret strange lies in my brest I will partake wi' you which much concerns Your Lord your self and me Oh! Dor. Strange secrets Sir Should not be made so cheap to strangers yet If your strange secret do no lower lie Then in your brest discover it Mar. I will Oh! can you not see it Lady in my sighs Dor. Sighs none can paint and therefore who can see Mar. Scorn me not Dorigen with mocks Alcides That master'd monsters was by beautie tam'd Omphale smil'd his club out of his hand And made him spin her smocks O sweet I love you And I love Sophocles I must enjoy you And yet I would not injure him Dor. Let go You hurt me Sir fare well Stay is this Martius I will not tell my Lord he 'll swear I lye Doubt my fidelitie before thy honor How hast thou vex'd the gods that they would let thee Thus violate friendship hospitalitie And all the bounds of sacred pietie Sure thou but tri'st me out of love to him And wouldst reject me if I did consent O Martius Martius wouldst thou in one minute Blast all thy Laurels which so many years Thou hast been purchasing with blood and sweat Hath Dorigen never been written read Without the epithet of chast chast Dorigen And wouldst thou fall upon her chastitie Like a black drop of ink to blot it out When men shall read the records of thy valour Thy hitherto-brave virtue and approach Highly content yet to this foul assault Included in this leaf this ominous leaf They shall throw down the Book and read no more Though the best deeds ensue and all conclude That ravell'd the whole story whose sound heart Which should have been prov'd the most leprous part Mar. O! thou confut'st divinely and thy words Do fall like rods upon me but they have Such silken lines and silver hooks that I Am faster snar'd my love has ta'en such hold That like two wrestlers though thou stronger be And hast cast me I hope to pull thee after I must or perish Dor. Perish Martius then For I here vow unto the gods These rocks These rocks we see so fix'd shall be removed Made champion field ere I so impious prove To stain my Lords bed with adulterous love Enter Valerius Val. The gods protect fair Dorigen Dor. Amen From all you wolvish Romanes Exit Val. Ha what 's this Still brother in your moods O than my doubts Are truths Have at it I must try a way To be resolv'd Mar. How strangely dost thou look what ailst thou Val. What ailst thou Mar. Why I 'm mad Val. Why I 'm madder Martius draw thy sword And lop a villain from the earth for if Thou wilt not on some tree about this place I 'll hang my self Valerius shall not live To wound his brothers honor stain his Countrey And branded with ingratitude to all times Mar. For what can all this be Val. I 'm in love Mar. Why so am I. With whom ha Val. Dorigen Mar. With Dorigen how dost thou love her speak Val. Even to the height of lust and I must have her or else I die Mar. Thou shalt thou daring Traitor On all the confines I have rid my horse Was there no other woman for thy choice But Dorigen Why villain she is mine She makes me pine thus sullen mad and fool 'T is I must have her or I die Val. O all ye gods With mercy look on this declining rock Of valour and of virtue breed not up From infancie in honor to full man As you have done him to destroy here strike For I have onely search'd thy wound dispatch Far far be such love from Valerius So far he scorns to live to be call'd brother By him that dares own such folly and such vice Mar. 'T is truth thou speak'st but I do hate it peace If heaven will snatch my sword out of my hand And put a rattle in it what can I do He that is destin'd to be odious In his old age must undergo his fate Enter Cornelius and Nichodemus Corn. If you do not back me I shall never do 't Nich. I warrant you Corn. Humh humh Sir my Lord my Lord. Mart. Hah what 's the matter Corn. Humh concerning the odd fifty my Lord and 't please your Generality his Worship Sir Nichodemus Mar. What 's here a Pass you would for Rome you lubbers doth one days laziness make ye covet home away ye boarish rogues ye dogs away Enter wife Wife Oh oh oh How now man are you satisfi'd Corn. I I I a o' your Corporal I 'm paid soundly I was
never better paid in all my life Wife Maray the gods blessing on his honors heart you have done a charitable deed Sir many more such may you live to do Sir the gods keep you Sir the gods protect you Exit Mar These peasants mock me sure Valerius Forgive my dotage see my ashes urn'd And tell fair Dorigen she that but now Left me with this harsh vow Sooner these rocks Should be remov'd then she would yield that I Was yet so loving on her gift to die Val. O Jupiter forbid it Sir and grant This my device may certifie thy mind You are my brother nor must perish thus Be comforted think you fair Dorigen Would yield your wishes if these envious rocks By skill could be remov'd or by fallacie She made believe so Mar. Why she could not chuse The Athenians are religious in their vows Above all nations Val. Soft down yonder hill The Lady comes this way once more to trie her If she persist in obstinacie by my skill Learn'd from the old Caldean was my Tutor Who train'd me in the Mathematicks I will So dazle and delude her sight that she Shall think this great impossibilitie Effected by some supernatural means Be confident this engine shall at least Till the gods better order still this brest Exit Valerius Mar. O my best brother go and for reward Chuse any part o' th' world I 'll give it thee O little Rome men say thou art a god Thou mightst have got a sitter fool then I. Enter Dorigen Dor. Art thou there Basilisk remove thine eyes For I 'm sick to death with thy infection Mar. Yet yet have mercy on me save him Lady Whose single arm defends all Rome whose mercie Hath sav'd thy husband's and thy life Dor. To spoil Our fame and honors no my vow is fixt And stands as constant as these stones do still Mar. Then pitie me ye gods you onely may Move her by tearing these firm stones a way Solemn musick A mist ariseth the rocks remove Enter Valerius like Mercury singing Val. Martius rejoyce Jove sends me from above His Messenger to cure thy desperate love To shew rash vows connot binde destinie Laâ—y behold the rocks transtlanted be Hard-hâ—arted Dorigen yield lest for contempt They fix thee here a rock whence they 're exempt Dor. What strange delusion 's this what Sorcery Affrights me with these apparitions My colder Chastity's nigh turn'd to death Hence lewd Magician dar'st thou make the gods Bawds to thy lust will they do miracles To further evil or do they love it now Know if they dare do so I dare hate them And will no longer serve ' em Jupiter Thy golden showr nor thy snow-white Swan Had I been Laeda or bright Danae Had bought mine honor Turn me into stone For being good and blush when thou hast done Exit Dorigen Enter Valerius Mar. O my Valerius all yet will not do Unless I could so draw mine honestie Down to the lees to be a ravisher She calls me witch and villain Val. Patience Sir The gods will punish perjury Let her breathe And ruminate on this strange sight Time decays The strongest fairest buildings we can finde But still Diana fortifie her minde Exeunt Enter Sophocles and Dorigen Soph. Weep not bright Dorigen for thou hast stood Constant and chaste it seems ' gainst gods and men When rocks and mountains were remov'd These wonders Do stupifie my senses Martius This is inhumane was thy sickness lust Yet were this truth why weeps she Jealous soul What dost thou thus suggest Vows Magick Rocks Fine tales and tears She ne'er complain'd before I bade her visit him she often did Had many opportunities Humh 't is naught O! No way but this Come weep no more I have ponder'd This miracle the anger of the gods Thy vow my love to thee and Martius He must not perish nor thou be forsworn Lest worse sates follow us Go keep thy oath For chaste and whore are words of equal length But let not Martius know that I consent O! I 'm pull'd in pieces Dor. I say you so I 'll meet you in your path O wretched men With all your valour and your learning bubbles Forgive me Sophocles Yet why kneel I For pardon having been but over-diligent Like an obedient servant antedating My Lords command Sir I have often and already given This bosom up to his embraces and Am proud that my dear Lord is pleas'd with it Whose gentle honorable minde I see Participates even all his wife and aâ— Unto his friend You are sad Sir Martius loves me And I love Martius with such ardencie As never married couple could I must Attend him now My Lord when you have need To use your own wife pray Sir send for me Till then make use of your Philosophie Exit Soph. Stay Dorigen O me inquisitive fool Thou that didst order this congested heap When it was Chaos 'twixt thy spacious palms Forming it to this vast rotundie Dissolve it now shuffle the elements That no one proper by it self may stand Let the sea quench the sun and in that instant The sun drink up the sea day ne'er come down To light me to those deeds that must be done Exit Drums and Colours Enter Martins Valerius Captains and soldiers at one door and Dorigen with Ladyes at another Dor. Hail General of Rome from Sophocles That honors Martius Dorigen presents Her self to be dishonour'd do thy will For Sophocles commands me to obey Come violate all rules of holiness And rend the consecrated knot of love Mar. Never Valerius was I blest till now Behold the end of all my weary steps The prize of all my Battels leave us all Leave us as quick as thought Thus joy begin In zealous love a minutes loss is sin Val. Can Martius be so vile or Dorigen Dor. Stay stay and monster keep thou further of I thought thy brave soul would have much much loath'd To have gone on still on such terms as this See thou ungrateful since thy desperate lust Nothing can cure but death I 'll die for thee Whilst my chaste name lives to posterity Mar. Live live thou Angel of thy sex forgive Till by those golden tresses thou be'st snatch'd Alive to Heaven for thy corruption's So little that it cannot suffer death Was ever such a woman O my mirror How perfectly thou shew'st me all my faults Which now I hate and when I next attempt thee Let all the fires in the Zodiak Drop on this cursed head All. O blest event Dor. Rise like the sun again in all his glory After a dark Eclipse Mar. Never without a pardon Enter Sophocles and two or three with him Dor. Sir you have forgiven your self Soph. Behold their impudence are my words just Unthankful man viper to Arms and Rome Thy natural mother have I warm'd thee here To corrode ev'n my heart Martius prepare To kill me or be kill'd Mar. Why Sophocles Then prethee kill me I deserve it highly For I have both
and her Put off all doubt she loves ye what d' ye say Rand. Speak man Why look you so distractedly Ferd. There are your keys I 'll no Contract I. Divinest Vlolanta I will serve you Thus on my knees and pray for you Juno Lucina for opem My inequality ascends no higher I dare not marry you Ben. How 's this Ferd. Good night I have a friend has almost made me mad I weep sometimes and instantly can laugh Nay I do dance and sing and suddenly Roar like a storm Strange tricks these are they not And wherefore all this Shall I tell you no Thorow mine ears my heart a plague hath caught And I have vow'd to keep it close not shew My grief to any for it has no cure On wandring steps to some remote place move I 'll keep my vow though I have lost my Love Exit Ben. 'Fore heaven distracted for her fare you well I 'll watch his steps for I no joy shall find Till I have found his cause and calm'd his mind â—â—t He 's overcome with joy 'T is ve◠〈…〉 〈◊〉 Well S◠〈…〉 must leave you the time 's busie 〈◊〉 chear you up and I pray Heaven â—ore each to their love and health again Exit Viol. Amen Great Uncle Mother what a chance Unluckily is added to my woe In this young Gentleman Angel True Violanta It grieves me much Doll go you instantly And find out Gerrard tell him his friends hap And let him use best means to comfort him But as his life preserve this secret still Viol. Mother I 'ld not offend you might not Gerrard Steal in and see me in the evening Angel Well Bid him do so Viol. Heavens blessing o' your heart Do ye not call Child-bearing Travel Mother Angel Yes Viol. It well may be The bare-foot traveller That 's born a Prince and walks his pilgrimage Whose tender feet kiss the remorseless stones Only ne'er felt a travel like to it Alas dear Mother you groan'd thus for me And yet how disobedient have I been Angel Peace Violanta thou hast always been Gentle and good Viol. Gerrard is better Mother Oh if you knew the implicite innocency Dwells in his brest you 'ld love him like your Prayers I see no reason but my Father might Be told the truth being pleas'd for Ferdinand To wooe himself and Gerard ever was His full comparative my Uncle loves him As he loves Ferdinand Angel No not for the world Since his intent is cross'd lov'd Ferdinand Thus ruin'd and a child got out of wedlock His madness would pursue ye both to death Viol. As you please mother I am now methinks Even in the land of ease I 'll sleep Angel Draw in The bed nearer the fire silken rest Tie all thy cares up Exeunt Enter Ferdinand and Benvoglio privately after him Ferd Oh blessed solitude here my griefe may speak And sorrow I will argue with thee now Nothing will keep me company the flowers Die at my moan the gliding silver streams Hasten to flee my lamentations The air rolls from 'em and the Golden Sun Is smother'd pale as Phabâ— with my sighs Only the earth is kind that stays Then earth To thee will I complain Why do the Heavens â—â—pose â—pon me Love what I can ne'er enjoy Before â—â—tion was impossible 〈◊〉 not thirst it Gerrard she is thine 〈◊〉 and deliver'd but 't was ill to stain 〈…〉 state e'r ye were married 〈◊〉 infant what 's become of theâ— thou know'st not 〈…〉 thy parents brought thee too Dear earth 〈…〉 this close in thy sterlity 〈…〉 to this â—eed let it not grow 〈…〉 do 't will â—odâ—o Violet 〈…〉 flower but wild Brieâ— or rank Rue 〈…〉 and hurtful 〈◊〉 Ferdinand â—◠〈…〉 hath diâ—â—'d the Earth thy words my Heart 〈…〉 violated faith betraid 〈…〉 â—nnocency 〈…〉 Desperate 〈◊〉 〈…〉 â—ot thy 〈…〉 showers 〈…〉 young man 〈…〉 â—es for thee 〈…〉 honor And proâ—â—itute my Daughter Bastard who reâ—â— Come turn thy femal tears into revenâ—e Which I will quench my thirst with e'r I see Daughter or Wife or branded Family By both dye and for amends Ferd'nando be my heir I 'll to my brother First tell him all then to the Duke for justice This morning he 's receiv'd Mountains nor Seas Shall bar my flight to vengeance the foul stain Printed on me thy bloud shall rinse again Exit Ferd. I have transgress'd all goodness witlesly Rais'd mine own cursse from posterity I 'll follow to redress in what I may If not your heir can dye as well as they Exit Dumb Shew Enter Duke Rinaldo with Attendants at one door States Randulpho and Gerrard at another they kneel to the Duke he accepts their obedience and raises them up they prefer Gerrard to the Duke who entertains him they seat the Duke in State Enter Benvoglio and Ferdinand Benvoglio kneels for justice Ferd. seems to restrein him Benvog gives the Duke a paper Duke reads frowns on Gerr. shews the paper to the States they seem sorry consult cause the Guard to apprehend him they go off with him Then Rand. and Benâ— seem to crave justice Duke vows it and exit with his attendants Rand. Ben. and Ferd. confer Enter to them Cornelia with two servant◠〈◊〉 seems to expostulate Rand. in scorn causeth her to be thrust out poorly Exit Rand. Benv beckâ—ns Ferd to him with much seeming passion swears him then stamps with his foot Enter Dorothea with a Cup weeping she delivers it to Ferd. who with discontent exit and exeunt Benvoglio and Dorothea Enter Violanta Viol. Gerrard not come nor Dorothy return'd What averse star rul'd my Nativity The time to night has been as dilatory As languishing Consumptions But till now I never durst say my Gerrard was unkind Heaven grant all things go well and nothing does If he be ill which I much fear my dreams Have been portentous I did think I saw My Love araid for battel with a beast A hideous Monster arm'd with teeth and claws Grinning and venemous that sought to make Both us a prey on 's tail wash lash'd in bloud Law and his forehead I did plainly see Held Characters that spell'd Authority This rent my slumbers and my fearful soul Ran searching up and down my dismaid breast To find a Port t' escape Good faith I am cold But Gerrard's love is colder here I 'll sit And think my self away Enter Ferdinand with a Cup and a Letter Ferd. The peace of Love Attend the sweet Violanta Read For the sad news I bring I do not know Only I am sworn to give you that and this Viol. Is it from Gerrard gentle Ferdinand How glad am I to see you thus well restor'd In troth he never wrong'd you in his life Nor I but always held fair thoughts of you Knew not my Fathers meaning till of late Could never have known it soon enough for Sir Gerrard's and my affection began In infancy My Uncle brought him oft In long coats hither you were such another 〈◊〉 little boâ— would
kiss me being a child And say he lov'd me give me all his toys Bracelets Rings Sweet-meats all his Rosie-smiles â— then would stand and stare upon his eyes 〈◊〉 with his locks and swear I lov'd him too For sure methought he was a little Love 〈◊〉 woo'd so prettily in innocence 〈◊〉 then he warm'd my fancy for I felt 〈◊〉 â—â—mmering beam of Love kindle my bloud 〈◊〉 which time since hath made a flame and floud 〈◊〉 Oh gentle innocent methinks it talks 〈◊〉 a child still whose white simplicity Never arriv'd at sin Forgive me Lady I have destroy'd Gerrard and thee rebell'd Against Heavens Ordinance dis-pair'd two Doves Made 'em sit mourning slaughter'd Love and cleft The heart of all integrity This breast Was trusted with the secret of your vow By Gerrard and reveal'd it to your Father Viol. Hah Ferd. Read and curse me Viol. Neither I will never Nor Write nor Read again Ferd. My pennance be it Reads Your Labyrinth is found your Lust proclaim'd Viol. Lust Humh My Mother sure felt none when I was got Fer. I and the Law implacably offended Gerrard's imprison'd and to dye Viol. Oh Heaven Ferd. And you to suff ewith reproach and scoffs A publick execution I have sent you 〈◊〉 Antidote ' gainst shame poison by him You have most wrong'd give him your penitent tears Viol. Humh 't is not truth Ferd. Drink and farewel for ever And though thy whoredom blemish thy whole line Prevent the Hangmans stroke and die like mine Viol. Oh woe is me for Gerrard I have brought Confusion on the noblest Gentleman That ever truly lov'd But we shall meet Where our condemners shall not and enjoy A more refin'd affection than here No Law nor Father hinders marriage there Twixt souls Divinely assi'd as sure ours were There we will multiply and generate joyes Like fruitful Parents Luckless Ferdinand Where 's the good old Gentlewoman my Husbands Aunt Ferd. Thrust from youâ— Uncle to all poverty Viol. Alas the piry reach me Sir the cup I 'll say my prayers and take my Fathers Physick Ferd. Oh villain that I was I had forgot To spill the rest and am unable now To stir to hinder her Viol. What ail you Sir Ferd. Your Father is a monster I a villain This tongue has kill'd you pardon Violanto Oh pardon Gerrard and for sacrifice Accept my life to expiate my fault I have drunk up the poison Viol. Thou art not so Uncharitable a better fellow far Thou 'st left me halfe Sure death is now a-dry And calls for more bloud still to quench his thirst I pledge thee Ferdinand to Gerrards health Dear Gerrard poor Aunt and unfortunate friend Ay me that Love should breed true Lovers end Fer. Stay Madam stay help hoa for Heavens sake help Improvident man that good I did intend For satisfaction saving of her life My equal cruel Stars made me forget Enter Angelina with two Servants Ang. What spectacle of death assaults me oh Viol. M dearest Mother I am dead I leave Father and friends and life to follow Love Good Mother love my Child that did no ill Fie how men lie that say death is a pain Or has he chang'd his nature like soft sleep He seizes me Your blessing Last I crave That I may rest by Gerrard in his grave Ferd. There lay me too oh noble Mistriss I Have caus'd all this and therefore justly dye That key will open all Ang. Oh viperous Father For Heavens sake bear 'em in run for Physitians And Medicines quickly Heaven thou shalt not have Yet 't is too soon Alas I have no more And taking her away thou rob'st the poor Exeâ— Flourish Enter Duke States Randulpho Benvoglio Gerrard Executioner Guard Duke The Law as greedy as your red desire Benvoglio hath cast this man 'T is pity So many excellent parts are swallow'd up In one foul wave Is Violanta sent for Our Justice must not lop a branch and let The body grow still Ben. Sir she will be here Alive or dead I am sure Ger. How chearfully my countenance comments death That which makes men seem horrid I will wear Like to an Ornament Oh Violanta Might my life only satisfie the Law How jocundly my soul would enter Heaven Why shouldst thou dye thou wither'st in thy bud As I have seen a Rose e'er it was blown I do beseech your Grace the Statute may In this case made be read not that I hope T' extenuate my offence or penalty But to see whether it lay hold on her And since my death is more exemplary Than just this publick Reading will advise Caution to others Duke Read it Ran. Brother does not Your soul groan under this severity Statute read A Statute provided in case of unequal Matches Marriages against Parents consent stealing of Heirs Rapes Prostitutions and such like That if any person meanly descended or ignorant of his own Parentage which implies as much shall with a foul intent unlawfully sollicite the Daughter of any Peer of the Dukedom he shall for the same of fence forfeit his right hand but if he further prâ—stitute her to his Lust he shall first have his rigâ—â— hand cut off and then suffer death by the comâ—â—â— Executioner After whom the Lady so offendinâ— shall likewise the next day in the same manneâ— dye for tke Fact Ger. This Statute has more cruelty than sense I see no ray of Mercy Must the Lady Suffer death too suppose she were inforc'd By some confederates born away and ravish'd Is she not guiltless Duke Yes if it be prov'd Ger. This case is so I ravish'd Violanta State Who ever knew a Rape produce a child Ben. Pish these are idle Will your grace command The Executioner proceed Duke Your Office Ger. Farewell to thy inticing vanity Thou round gilt box that dost deceive man's eye The wise man knows when open thou art broke The treasure thou includ'st is dust and smoke Even thus I cast thee by My Lords the Law Is but the great mans mule he rides on it And tramples poorer men under his feet Yet when they come to knock at yon bright Gate Ones Rags shall enter 'fore the others State Peace to ye all here sirrah strike this hand Hath Violanta kiss'd a thousand times It smells sweet ever since this was the hand Plighted my faith to her do not think thou canst Cut that in sunder with my hand My Lord As free from speek as this arm is my heart Is of foul Lust and every vein glides here As full of truth Why does thy hand shake so 'T is mine must be cut off and that is firm For it was ever constant Enter Cornelia Cor. Hold your Sentence Unjustly is pronounced my Lord this blow Cuts your hand off for his is none of yours But Violanta's given in Holy marriage Before she was delivered consummated With the free Will of her Mother by her Confessor In Lord Benvoglio's house Ger. Alas good Aunt That helps us nothing else I had reveal'd
it Duke What woman 's this Ben. A base confederate In this proceeding kept of alms long time By him who now expos'd to misery Talks thus distractedly Attach her Guard Ran. Your cruelty brother will have end Cor. You 'd best Let them attach my tongue Duke Good woman peace For were this truth it doth not help thy Nephew The Law 's infring'd by their disparity That forfeits both their lives Cor. Sir with your pardon Had your Grace ever children Duke Thou hast put A question whose sharp point toucheth my heart I had two little Sons twins who were both With my good Dutchess slain as I did hear At that time when my Dukedom was surpriz'd Cor. I have heard many say my gracious Lord That I was wondrous like her All. Ha Duke By all mans joy it is Cornelia My dearest wife Cor. To ratifie me her Come down Alphonso one of those two twins And take thy Fathers blessing thou hast broke No Law thy birth being above thy wives Ascanio is the other nam'd Fernando Who by remote means to my Lord Beâ—voglio I got preferr'd and in poor habits clad You fled and th' innovation laid again I wrought my self into Randulpho's service With my eldest boy yet never durst reveal What they and I were no not to themselves Until the Tyrants death Duke My joy has fill'd me Like a full-winded sail I cannot speak Ger. Fetch Violanta and my brother Ben. Run Run like a spout you rogue a o' poison That little whore I trusted will betray me Stay hangman I have work for you there 's Gold Cut off my head or hang me presently Soft Musick Enter Angelina with the bodies of Ferdinand and Violanta on a bier Dorothea carrying the Cup and Letter which she gives to the Duke he reads seems sorrowful shews it to Cornelia and Gerrard they lament over the bier Randulpho and Benvoglio seem fearful and seem to report to Angelina and Dorothea what hath passed before Ran. This is your rashness brother Duke Oh joy thou wert too great to last This was a cruel turning to our hopes Unnatural Father poor Ascanio Ger. Oh mother let me be Gerrard again And follow Violanta Cor. Oh my Son Duke Your lives yet bloudy men shall answer this Dor. I must not see 'em longer grieve My Lord Be comforted let sadness generally Forsake each eye and bosom they both live For poison I infus'd meer Opium Holding compulsive perjury less sin Than such a loathed murther would have bin All. Oh blessed Madam Dor. Musick gently creep Into their ears and fright hence lazy sleep Morpheus command thy servant sleep In leaden chains no longer keep This Prince and Lady Rise wake rise And round about convey your eyes Rise Prince go greet thy Father and thy Mother Rise thou t' imbrace thy Husband and thy Brother Duke Cor. Son Daughter Ferd. Father Mother Brother Ger. Wife Viol. Are we not all in Heaven Ger. Faith very near it Ferd. How can this be Duke Hear it Dor. If I had serv'd you right I should have seen Your old pate off e'r I had reveald Ben. Oh wench Oh honest wench if my wise die I 'll marry thee There 's my reward Ferd. 'T is true Duke 'T is very strange Ger. Why kneel you honest Master Ferd. My good Lord. Ger. Dear Mother Duke Rise rise all are friends I owe ye for all their boards And wench take thou the man Whose life thou sav'dst less cannot pay the merit How shall I part my kiss I cannot Let One generally therefore joyn our cheeks A pen of Iron and a leaf of Brass To keep this Story to Eternity And a Promethean Wit Oh sacred Love Nor chance nor death can thy firm truth remove Exeunt King Now Isabella Flourish Isab This can true Love do I joy they all so happily are pleas'd The Ladies and the Brothers must triumph King They do For Cupid scorns but 't have his triumph too The TRIUMPH Enter divers Musicians then certain Singers bearing Bannerets inscribed Truth Loyalty Patience Concord Next Gerrard and Ferdinand with Garlands of Roses Then Violanta Last a Chariot drawn by two Cupids and a Cupid sitting in it Flourish Enter PROLOGUE Love and the strength of fair affection Most royal Sir what long seem'd lost have won Their perfect ends and crown'd those constant hearts With lasting Triumph whose most virtuous parts Worthy desires and love shall never end Now turn we round the Scaene and Great Sir lend A sad and serious eye to this of Death This black and dismal Triumph where man's breath Desert and guilty bloud ascend the Stage And view the Tyrant ruin'd in his rage Exit Flourish Enter L'avall Gabriella and Maria. Gab. No good my Lord I am not now to find Your long neglect of me All those affections You came first clad in to my love like Summer Lusty and full of life all those desires That like the painted Spring bloom'd round about ye Giving the happy promise of an Harvest How have I seen drop off and fall forgotten With the least lustre of anothers beauty How oft forgetful Lord have I been blastad Was I so eas'ly won or did this body Yield to your false embraces with less labour Then if you had carried some strong Town Lav. Good Gabriella Gab. Could all your subtilties and sighs betray me The vows ye shook me with the tears ye drown'd me Till I came fairly off with honor'd Marriage Oh fie my Lord. Lav. Prethee good Gabriella Gab. Would I had never known ye nor your honors They are stuck too full of griefs oh happy women That plant your Love in equal honest bosoms Whose sweet desires like Roses set together Make one another happy in their blushes Growing and dying without sense of greatness To which I am a slave I and that blest Sacrament That daily makes millions of happy mothers link'd me To this man's Lust alone there left me I dare not say I am his wife 't is dangerous His Love I cannot say alas how many Lav. You grow too warm pray be ye content you best know The times necessity and how our marriage Being so much unequal to mine honor While the Duke lives I standing high in favour And whilst I keep that safe next to the Dukedom Must not be known without my utter ruine Have patience for a while and do but dream wench The glory of a Dutchess How she tires me How dull and leaden is my appetite To that stale beauty now oh I could curse And crucifie my self for childish doating Upon a face that feeds not with fresh Figures Every fresh hour she is now a surfet to me Enter Gentille Who 's that Gentille I charge ye no acquaintance You nor your Maid with him nor no discourse Till times are riper Gent. Fie my Noble Lord Can you be now a stranger to the Court When your most virtuous Bride the beauteous Hellena Stands ready like a Star to gild your happiness When Hymens lusty fires are now
a lighting And all the Flower of Anjou Lav. Some few trifles For matter of adornment have a little Made me so slow Gentille which now in readiness I am for Court immediately Gent. Take heed Sir This is no time for trifling nor she no Lady To be now entertain'd with toys 't will cost ye Lav. Y' are an old Cock Gentille Gent. By your Lordships favour Lav. Prethee away 't will lose time Gent. Oh my Lord Pardon me that by all means Lav. We have business A-foot man of more moment Gent. Then my manners I know none nor I seek none Lav. Take to morrow Gent. Even now by your Lordships leave Excellent Beauty My service here I ever dedicate In honor of my best friend your dead Father To you his living virtue and wish heartily That firm affection that made us two happy May take as deep undying root and flourish Betwixt my Daughter Casta and your goodness Who shall be still your servant Gab. I much thank ye Lav. Oh this dreaming puppy Will ye go Sir Gent. A little more Good Lord. Lav. Not now by Come I must use ye Gent. Goodness dwell still with you Exeunt Gentill and Lavâ—â— Gab. The sight of this old Gentleman Maria Pulls to my mine eyes again the living Picture Of Perolot his virtuous Son my first Love That dy'd at Orleance Mar. You have felt both fortunes And in extreams poor Lady for young Perolot Being every way unable to maintain you Durst not make known his love to Friend or Father My Lord Lavall being powerful and you poor Will not acknowledge you Gab. No more Let 's in wench There let my Lute speak my Laments they have tried me Exeunt Enter two Courtiers 1 Court I grant the Duke is wondrous provident In his now planting for succession I know his care as honourable in the choice too Marines fair virtuous daughter but what 's all this To what end excellent arrives this travel When he that bears the main roof is so rotten 2 Court You have hit it now indeed For if Fame lye not He is untemperate 1 Court You express him poorly Too gentle Sir the most deboist and barbarous Believe it the most void of all humanity Howe'r his cunning cloak it to his Uncle And those his pride depends upon 1 Court I have heard too Given excessively to drink 1 Court Most certain â—d in that drink most dangerous I speak these things â—o one I know loves truth and dares not wrong her 2 Court You may speak on 1 Court Uncertain as the Sea Sir â—roud and deceitful as his sins Great Master His appetite to Women for there he carries His main Sail spread so boundles and abominably That but to have her name by that tongue spoken Poisons the virtue of the purest Virgin 2 Cour. I am sorry for young Gabriella then A Maid reputed ever of fair carriage For he has been noted visiting 1 Court She is gone then Or any else that promises or power Gifts or his guilful vows can work upon But these are but poor parcels 2 Court 'T is great pity 1 Court Nor want these sins a chief Saint to befriend 'em The Devil follows him and for a truth Sir Appears in visible figure often to him At which time he 's possest with sudden trances Cold deadly sweats and griping of the conscience Tormented strangely as they say 2 Court Heaven turn him This marriage-day mayst thou well curse fair Hellen. But let 's go view the ceremony 1 Court I 'll walk with you Exeunt Musick Enter Gabriella and Maria above And Laval Bride States in solemnity as to marriage and pass over viz. Duke Marine Longaville Mar. I hear 'em come Gab. Would I might never hear more Mar. I told you still but you were so incredulous See there they kiss Gab. Adders be your embraces The poison of a rotten heart oh Hellen Blast thee as I have been just such a flattery With that same cunning face that smile upon 't Oh mark it Marie mark it seriously That Master smile caught me Mar. There 's the old Duke and Marine her Father Gab. Oh! Mar. There Longaville The Ladies now Gab. Oh I am murder'd Marie Beast most inconstant beast Mar. There Gab. There I am not No more I am not there Hear me oh Heaven And all you powers of Justice bow down to me But you of pity dye I am abus'd â—he that depended on your Providence â—he is abus'd your honor is abus'd That noble piece ye made and call'd it man â— turn'd to Devil all the world 's abus'd Give me a womans Will provok'd to mischief â— two-edg'd heart my suffering thoughts to wild-fires And my embraces to a timeless grave turn Mar. Here I 'll step in for 't is an act of merit Gab. I am too big to utter more Mar. Take time then Exeunt Enter Gentille and Casta 〈◊〉 This solitary life at home undoes thee â—â—res thy beauty first which should prefer thee â—â—ills thee full of sad thoughts which thy years â—â—ot arrive at yet they choak thy sweetness Follow the time my Girl and it will bring thee Even to the fellowship of the noblest women Hellen her self to whom I would prefer thee And under whom this poor and private carriage Which I am only able yet to reach at Being cast off and all thy sweets at lustre Will take thee as a fair friend and prefer thee Casta Good Sir be not so cruel as to seek To kill that sweet content y' have bred me to Have I not here enough to thank Heaven for The free air uncorrupted with new flattery The water that I touch unbrib'd with odours To make me sweet to others the pure fire Not smothered up and choak'd with lustful incense To make my bloud sweat but burning clear and high Tells me my mind must flame up so to Heaven What should I do at Court wear rich apparel Methinks these are as warm And for your state Sir Wealthy enough Is it you would have me proud And like a Pageant stuck up for amazements Teach not your child to tread that path for fear Sir Your dry bones after death groan in your grave The miseries that follow Gent. Excellent Casta Casta When shall I pray again a Courtier Or when I do to what God what new body And new face must I make me with new manners For I must be no more my self Whose Mistriss Must I be first with whose sin-offering season'd And when I am grown so great and glorious With prostitution of my burning beauties That great Lords kneel and Princes beg for favours Do you think I 'll be your Daughter a poor Gentlemans Or know you for my Father Enter Lavall Gent. My best Casta Oh my most virtuous child Heaven reigns within thee Take thine own choice sweet child and live a Saint still The Lord Lavall stand by wench Lav. Gabriella She cannot nor she dares not make it known My greatness crushes her when e'r she offers Why
a living body yet I am fearful Per. Give me your hand good Maria. Mar. He feels warm too Per. And next your lips Mar. He kisses perfectly Nay and the Devil be not worse you are Perolot Per. I was and sure I should be Can a small distance And ten short moneths take from your memory The figure of your friend that you stand wondring Be not amaz'd I am the self-same Perelot Living and well Son to Gentille and Brother â—o virtuous Castâ—â— to your beauteous Mistriss The long since poor betroth'd and still vow'd servant Mar. Nay sure he lives My Lord Lavall your Master Brought news long since to your much mourning Mistriss Ye dy'd at Orleance bound her with an oath too To keep it secret from your aged Father Lest it should rack his heart Per. A pretty secret To try my Mistriss Love and make my welcome From travel of more worth from whence Heaven be thanked My business for the Duke dispatch'd to th' purpose And all my money spent I am come home wench How does my Mistriss for I have not yet seen Any nor will I till I do her service Mar. But did the Lord Laval know of your love Sir before he went Per. Yes by much mâ—râ— force he got it Put none else knew upon his promise too And honor to conceal it faithfully Till my return to further which he told me My business being ended from the Duke He would procure a pension for my service Able to make my Mistriss a fit Husband Mar. But are you sure of this Per. Sure as my sight wench Mar. Then is your Lord a base dissembling villain A Devil Lord the damn'd Lord of all lewdness And has betraid ye and undone my Mistriss My poor sweet Mistriss oh that leather Lord Who poor soul since was married Per. To whom Maria Mar. To that unlucky Lord a upon him Whose hot horse-appetite being allaid once With her chaste joyes married again scarce cool'd The Torches yet not out the yellow Hymen Lighted about the bed the Songs yet sounding Marine's young noble Daughter Helena Whose mischief stands at door next Oh that recreant Per. Oh villain Oh most unmanly falshood Nay then I see my Letters were betraid too Oh I am full of this great with his mischiefs Loaden and burst Come lead me to my Lady Mar. I cannot Sir Lavall keeps her conceal'd Besides her griefs are such she will see no man Per. I must and will go to her I will see her There be my friend or this shall be thy furthest Mar. Hold and I 'll help thee but first ye shall swear to me As you are true and gentle as ye hate This beastly and base Lord where I shall place ye Which shall be within sight till I discharge ye What e'er you see or hear to make no motion Per. I do by Mar. Stay here about the house then Till it be later yet the time 's not perfect There at the back door I 'll attend you truly Per. Oh monstrous monstrous beastly villain Exit Mar. How cross this falls and from all expectation And what the end shall be Heaven only yet knows Only I wish and hope But I forget still Casta must be the bait or all miscarries Exeunt Enter Gentille with a Torch Shalloon above Gent. Holla Shaloon Shal. Who 's there Gent. A word from the Duke Sir Shal. Your pleasure Gent. Tell your Lord he must to Court strait Shal. He is ill at ease and prays he may be pardon'd The occasions of this night Gent. Belike he is drunk then He must away the Duke and his fair Lady The beauteous Helena are now at Cent. Of whom she has such fortune in her carding The Duke has lost a thousand Crowns and swears He will not go to bed till by Lavall The Tide of loss be turn'd again Awake him For 't is the pleasure of the Duke he must rise Sha. Having so strict command Sir to the contrary I dare not do it I beseech your pardon Gent. Are you sure he is there Sha. Yes Gen. And asleep Sha. I think so Gen. And are you sure you will not tell him Shalon Sha. Yes very sure Gen. Then I am sure I will Open or I must force Sha. Pray ye stay he is not Nor will not be this night You may excuse it Gent. I knew he was gone about some womans labour As good a neighbor though I say it and as comfortable Many such more we need Shaloon Alas poor Lady Thou art like to lie cross-legg'd to night Good Monsieur I will excuse your Master for this once Sir Because sometimes I have lov'd a wench my self too Sha. 'T is a good hearing Sir Gent. But for your lye Shaloon If I had you here it should be no good hearing For your pate I would pummel Sha. A fair good night Sir Gent. Good night thou noble Knight Sir Pandarus My heart is cold o' th' suddain and a strange dulness Possesses all my body thy Will be done Heaven Exit Enter Gabriella and Casta and Maria with a Taper Casta 'Faith Friend I was even going to my bed When your Maid told me of your sudden sickness But from my grave so truly I love you I think your name would raise me ye look ill Since last I saw ye much decay'd in colour Yet I thank Heaven I find no such great danger As your Maid frighted me withal take courage And give your sickness course some grief you have got That feeds within upon your tender spirits And wanting open way to vent it self Murders your mind and choaks up all your sweetness Gab. It was my Maids fault worthy friend to trouble ye So late upon so light a cause yet since I have ye Oh my dear Casta Casta Out with it Gods name Gab. The Closset of my heart I will lock here wench Lavall knocks within And things shall make ye tremble Who 's that knocks there Mar. 'T is Lavall Gab. Sit you still Let him in I am resolv'd and all you wronged women You noble spirits that as I have suffer'd Under this glorious beast-insulting man Lend me your causes then your cruelties For I must put on madness above women Cast Why do you look so ghastly Gab. Peace no harm Deer Enter Lavall Lav. There take my cloak and sword Where is this Banquet Mar. In the next room Casta How came he here Heaven bless me Lav. Give me some Wine wench fill it full and sprightly Gab. Sit still and be not fearful Lav. Till my veins swell And my strong sinews stretch like that brave Centaur That at the Table snatch'd the Bride away In spight of Hercules Casta I am betraid Lav. Nay start not Lady 't is for you that I come And for your beauty 't is for you Lavall Honors this night to you the sacred shrine I humbly bow offering my vows and prayers To you I live Gab. In with the powder quickly So that and the Wine will rock ye 〈…〉 Of the
most beauteous and divine fair Casta The star of sweetness Gab. Fear him not I 'll die first And who shall pledge ye Lav. Thou shalt thou tann'd Gipsey And worship to that brightness give cold Tartar By ye shall not stir ye are my Mistris The glory of my love the great adventure The Mistris of my heart and she my whore Gab. Thou ly'st base beastly Lord drunker then anger Thou sowsed Lord got by a surseit thou lyest basely Nay stir not I dare tell thee so Sit you still If I be whore it is in marrying thee That art so absolute and full a villain No Sacrament can save that piece tied to thee How often hast thou woo'd in those flatteries Aâ—â—st those very words my constancie What goddess have I not been or what goodness What star that is of any name in Heaven Or brightness which of all the virtues But drunkenness and drabbing thy two morals Have not I reach'd to what Spring was ever sweeter What Scythian snow so white what crystal chaster Is not thy new wife now the same too Hang thee Base Bigamist thou honor of ill women Casta How 's this O! Heaven defend me Gab. Thou salt-itch For whom no cure but ever burning brimstone Can be imagin'd Lav. Ha ha ha Gab. Dost thou laugh thou breaker Of all law all religion of all faith Thou Soule contemner Lav. Peace thou paltry woman And 〈◊〉 by me Sweet Gab. By the Devil Lav. Come And â—â—ll me with delights Gab. It works amain now Lav. Give me such kisses as the Queen of shadows â—â—â—e to the sleeping boy she stole on Latmus Loâ—k round about iâ— snakie wreathes close folded Those rosie arms about my neck O! Venus Gab. Fear not I say Lav. Thou admirable sweetness Distill thy blessings like those silver drops That falling on sair grounds rise all in roses Shoot me a thousand darts from those fair eyes And through my heart â—â—ansfix 'em all I 'll stand ' em â—end me a thousand smiles and presently I 'll catch 'em in mine eyes and by Love's power Turn 'em to Cupids all and fling 'em on thee How high she looks and heavenly More wine for me Ga. Give him more wine and good friend be not fearful Lav. Here on my knee thou Goddess of delights This lustie grape I offer to thy Beauties See how it leaps to view that perfect redness That dwels upon thy lips now how it blushes To be outblush'd Oh! let me feed my fancie And as I hold the purple god in one hand Dancing about the brimâ— and proudly swelling Deck'd in the pride of nature young and blowing So let me take fair Semele in the other And sing the loves of gods then drink their Nectar 's Not yet desir'd Casta Oh! Lav. Then like lustie Tarquin Turn'd into flames with Lucrece coy denyals His blood and spirit equally ambitious I force thee for my own Casta O help me Justice Help me my Chastitie Lav. Now I am bravely quarried Perolot above Per. 'T is my Sister Gab. No bawdy slave no Treacher she is not carried Per. She 's loose again and gone I 'll keep my place still Mar. Now it works bravely stand he cannot hurt ye Lav. O my sweet Love my life He falls downe and sleeps Mar. He sinks Lav. My blessing Mar. So now he is safe a while Gab. Lock all the doors wench Then for my wrongs Per. Now I 'll appear to know all Gab. Be quick quick good Marie sure and sudden Per. Stay I must in first Gab. O' my conscience It is young Perolâ—t Oh my stung conscience It is my first and noblest Love Mar. Leave wondring And recollect your self the man is living Equally wrong'd as you and by that Devil Per. 'T is most true Lady your unhappy fortune I grieve for as mine own your fault forgive too If it be one This is no time for kisses I have heard all and known all which mine ears Are crack'd a pieces with and my heart perish'd I saw him in your chamber saw his fury And am a fire till I have found his heart out What do you mean to do for I 'll make one Gab. To make his death more horrid for he shall dye Per. He must he must Gab. We 'll watch him till he wakes Then bind him and then torture him Per. 'T is nothing No take him dead drunk now without repentance His leachery inseam'd upon him Gab. Excellent Per. I 'll do it my self and when 't is done provide ye For we 'll away for Italy this night Gab. We 'll follow thorow all hazards Per. Oh false Lord Unmanly mischievous how I could curse thee But that but blasts thy same have at thy heart fool Loop-holes I 'll make enough to let thy life out Lav. Oh! does the devil ride me Per. Nay then Lav. Murder Nay then take my share too Per. Help oh he has slain me Bloudy intentions must have bloud Lav. Hah Per. Heaven Gab. He sinks he sinks for ever sinks oh fortune Oh sorrow how like seas thou flowest upon me Here will I dwell for ever Weep Maria Weep this young man's misfortune oh thou truest Enter Spirit Lav. What have I done Spir. That that has mark'd thy soul man Lav. And art thou come again thou dismal spirit Spir. Yes to devour thy last Lav. Mercy upon thee Spir. Thy hour is come succession honor pleasure And all the lustre thou so long hast look'd for Must here have end Summon thy sins before thee Lav. Oh my affrighted soul Spir. There lies a black one Thy own best servant by thy own hand slain Thy drunkenness procur'd it There 's another Think of fair Gabriella there she weeps And such tears are not lost Lav. Oh miserable Spir. Thy foul intention to the virtuous Casta Lav. No more no more thou wild-fire Spir. Last thy last wife Think on the wrong she suffers Lav. O my miserie Oh! whither shall I flie Spir. Thou hast no faith fool Heark to thy knell Sings and vanishes Lav. Millions of sins muster about mine eyes now Murders ambitions lust false faiths O horror In what a stormie form of death thou rid'st now Me thinks I see all tortures fires and frosts Deep sinking caves where nothing but despair dwels The balefull birds of night hovering about 'em A grave me thinks now opens and a herse Hung with my Arms tumbles into it oh Oh! my afflicted soul I cannot pray And the least child that has but goodness in him May strike my head off so stupid are my powers I 'll lift mine eyes up though Mar. Cease these laments They are too poor for vengeaance Lavall lives yet Gab. Then thus I drie all sorrows from these eyes Fury and rage possess 'em now damn'd divell Lav. Hah Gab. This for young Perolot Lav. O mercy mercy Gab. This for my wrongs Lav. But one short hour to cure me Knock within Oh be not cruell Oh! oh Mar. Heark they knock Make hast for Heavens sake Mistris Gab. This
must steal it This I dare speak and let me see the man Now I have spoke it that doth dare deny Nay not believe it Mo. He is mad that does not Erot. Have not all the nations of the Earth heard of me Most come to see me and seeing me return'd Full of my praises teaching their Chroniclers To make their Stories perfect for where the name Merely the word of fair Erota stands It is a lasting History to time Begetting admiration in the men And in my own Sex envie which glorie 's lost When I shall stick my beautie in a cloud And clearly shine through it Gonz. This woman 's in the altitudes and he must be A good Astrologer shall know her Zodiack Phil. For any man to think Himself an able purchaser of you But in the bargain there must be declar'd Infinite bounty otherwise I vow By all that 's excellent and gracious in you I would untenant every hope lodg'd in me And yield my self up loves or your own Martyr Erot. So you shall please us Phil. O you cannot be So heavenly and so absolute in all things And yet retain such cruel tyranny Erot. I can I do I will Gonz. She is in her Moods and her Tenses I 'le Grammer with you And make a trial how I can decline you By your leave great Lady Erot. What are you Gonz. A man a good man that 's a wealthy A Proper man and a proud man too one That understands himself and knows unless It be your self no woman on the Universe deserves him Nay Lady I must tell you too withal I may make doubt of that unless you paint With better judgement next day than on this For plain I must be with you 't is a dull Fucus Erot. Knows any one here what this fellow is Atten. He is of Venice Madam a great Magnifico And gracious with the Senate Erot. Let him keep then among them what makes he here Here 's state enough where I am here 's a do You tell him if he have ought with us let him Look lower and give it in Petition Mo. Mighty Magnifico my Mistris bid me tell you If you have ought with her you must look lower And yield it in Petition Gonz. Here is for thee a Ducket Mon. You say well Sir take your own course Gonz. I will not grace you Lady so much as take you by the hand But when I shall vouchsafe to touch your lip It shall be through your Court a holy-day Proclaimed for so high favour Erot. This is some Great mans Jester Sirrah begon here is No place to fool in Gonz. Where are the fools you talk of I do keep two Erot. No question of it for In your self you do maintain an hundred Gonz. And besides them I keep a noble train Statists and men of action my purse is large and deep Beyond the reach of riot to draw drie Fortune did vie with Nature to bestow When I was born her bountie equally 'T is not amiss you turn your eyes from me For should you stand and gaze me in the face You perish would like Semele by Jove In Venice at this instant there do lye No less than threescore Ladies in their graves And in their Beds five hundred for my love Mo. You lie more than they yet it becomes him bravel Would I could walk and talk so I 'le endeavour it Erot. Sir do you know me Gon. Yes you were sister to the late Prince of Candy Aunt to this young one and I in Venice Am born a Lord equall to you in fortunes In shape I 'le say no more but view Mon. There needs no more be said were I a woman O he does rarely in shape I 'le say no more But view who could say more who better Man is no man nor woman woman is Unless they have a pride like one of these How poor the Prince of Cyprus shews to him How poor another Lady unto her Carriage and State makes us seem demi gods Humility like beasts worms of the Earth Enter Antinous and Decius Ant. Royal Lady I kiss your hand Erot. Sir I know you not Anno. O my noble Brother welcom from the wars Ant. Dear Sister Ann. Where is my Father that you come without him We have news of your success he has his health I hope Ant. Yes Sister he has his health but is not well Ann. How not well what Riddles do your utter Ant. I 'le tell you more in private Gonz. Noble Sir I cannot be unmindfull of your merit Since I last heard it you are a hopefull youth And indeed the Soul of Candy I must speak my thoughts Ann. The Prince of Cyprus Brother good Decius Ant. I am his Servant Phil. You are the Patron of your Countrie Sir So your unimitable deeds proclaim you It is no language of my own but all mens Gonz. Your Enemies must needs acknowledge it Then do not think it flatterie in your friends For if they had a heart they could not want a tongue Erot. Is this your Brother Annophil Ann. Yes Madam Erot. Your name 's Antinous Ant. I am Lady that most unfortunate man Erot. How unfortunate are you not the Souldier The Captain of those Captains that did bring Conquest and Victory home along with you Ant. I had some share in 't but was the least Of the least worthy Gonz. O Sir in your modesty you 'ld make A double Conquest I was an ear-witness When this young man spoke lesser than he acted And had the Souldiers voice to help him out But that the Law compell'd him for his honour To inforce him make a claim for his reward I well perceive he would have stood the man That he does now buried his worth in silence Erot. Sir I hearken not to him but look on you And find more in you than he can relate You shall attend on me Ant. Madam your pardon Erot. Deny it not Sir for it is more honour Than you have gotten i' th' field for know you shall Upon Erota's asking serve Erota Ant. I may want answers Lady But never want a will to do you service I came here to my Sister to take leave Having enjoyn'd my self to banishment For some cause that hereafter you may hear And wish with me I had not the occasion Anno. There shall be no occasion to divide us Dear Madam for my sake use your power Even for the service that he ought to owe Must and does owe to you his friends and country Erot. Upon your Loyalty to the state and me I do command you Sir not depart Candy Am I not your Princess Ant. You are a great Lady Erot. Then shew your self a Servant and a Subject Ant. I am your vassal Mon. You are a Coward I that dare not fight Scorn to be vassail to any Prince in Europe Great is my heart with pride which I 'le encrease When they are gone with practise on my Vassals Atten. The noble Cassilane is come to see you Madam Dec.