Kneele Fres. Your health will make me sicke sir 1. Then t' will bring you o' your knees I hope sir Fres. May I not stand and pledge it sir 2. I hope you will doe as wee doe Fres. Nay then indeed I must not stand for you cannot 3. Well said old boy Fres. Old boy you 'l make me a young childe anon for if I continue this I shall scarce be able to goe alone 1. My body is as weake as water Fresco Fres. Good reason sir the beere has sent all the malt vp into your braine and left nothing but the water in your body Enter D'amville and Borachio closely obseruing their drunkennesse D'am. Borachio seest those fellowes Bor. Yes my Lord D'am. Their drunkennesse that seemes ridiculous Shall be a serious instrument to bring Our sober purposes to their successe Bor. I am prepar'd for th' execution sir D'am. Cast off this habite and about it straight Bor. Let them drinke healthes drowne their braines i' the floud I le promise them they shall be pledg'd in bloud Exit 1. You ha' left a damnable snuffe here 2. Doe you take that in snuffe Sir 1. You are a damnable rogue then together by th' eares D'am. Fortune I honour thee My plot still rises According to the modell of mine owne desires Lights for my Brother What ha' you drunke your selues mad you knaues 1. My Lord the Iackes abus'd mee D'am. I thinke they are the Iackes indeed that haue abus'd thee Dost heare that fellow is a proud knaue Hee has abus'd thee As thou goest ouer the fields by and by in lighting my brother home I le tell thee what' sha't doe Knocke him ouer the pate with thy torch I le beare the out in 't 2. I will sindge the goose by this torch Exit D'am. Doest heare fellow Seest thou that proud knaue I haue giuen him a lesson for his sawcinesse H 'as wrong'd thee I le tell thee what' sha't doe As we goe ouer the fields by and by clap him sodainely o'er the coxe-combe with thy torch I le beare thee out in 't 2. I will make him vnderstand as much Exit Enter Languebeau Snuffe D'am. Now Mounsieur Snuffe What has my brother done Lan. Made his Will and by that Will made you his heyre with this prouiso that as occasion shall hereafter moue him hee may reuoke or alter it when he pleases D'am. Yes Let him if he can I le make it sure from his reuoking Aside Enter Montferrers and Belforest attended with lights Mont. Brother now good night D'am. The skie is darke wee 'l bring you o'er the fields Who can but strike wants wisedome to maintaine Hee that strikes safe and sure has heart and braine Exeunt Enter Castabella alone Casta. O Loue thou chast affection of the Soule Without th' adultrate mixture of the bloud That vertue which to goodnesse addeth good The minion of heauens heart Heauen is 't my fate For louing that thou lou'st to get thy hate Or was my Charlemont thy chosen Loue And therefore hast receiu'd him to thy selfe Then I confesse thy anger 's not vniust I was thy riuall Yet to be diuorc'd From loue has beene a punishment enough Sweete heauen without being marryed vnto hate Hadst thou beene pleas'd O double miserie Yet since thy pleasure hath inflicted it If not my heart my dutie shall submit Enter Leuidulcia Rousard Cateplasma Soquerte and Fresco with a lanthorne Leu. Mistresse Cataplasma good night I pray when your Man has brought you home let him returne and light me to my house Cata. He shall instantly waite on your Ladiship Leu. Good Mistresse Cataplasma for my seruants are all drunke I cannot be beholding to 'em for their attendance Exeunt Cataplasma Soquette and Fresco O here 's your Bride Rous. And melancholique too me thinkes Leu. How can shee choose your sicknesse will Distaste th' expected sweetnesse o' the night That makes her heauie Rou. That should make her light Leu. Looke you to that Casta. What sweetnesse speake you of The sweetnesse of the night consists in rest Rou. With that sweetnesse thou shalt be surely blest Vnlesse my groning wake thee Doe not moane Leu. Sh 'ad rather you would wake and make her grone Rou. Nay'troth sweete heart I will not trouble thee Thou shalt not lose thy maiden-head too night Casta. O might that weakenesse euer be in force I neuer would desire to sue diuorce Rou. Wilt goe to bed Casta. I will attend you Sir Rou. Mother good night Leu. Pleasure be your bed-fellow Exeunt Rousard and Castabella Why sure their Generation was asleepe When shee begot those Dormice that shee made Them vp so weakely and imperfectly One wants desire the tother habilitie When my affection euen with their cold blouds As snow rub'd through an actiue hand does make The flesh to burne by agitation is Inflam'd I could vnbrace and entertaine The ayre to coole it Enter Sebastian Seba. That but mitigates The heate rather imbrace and entertaine A younger brother he can quench the fire Leu. Can you so sir now I beshrew your eare Why bold Sebastian how dare you approach So neare the presence of your displeas'd Father Seba. Vnder the protection of his present absence Leu. Belike you knew he was abroad then Seba. Yes Let me encounter you so I le perswade Your meanes to reconcile me to his loue Leu. Is that the way I vnderstand you not But for your reconcilement meete m' at home I le satisfie your suite Seba. Within this halfe houre Exit Sebastian Leu. Or within this whole houre When you will A lusty bloud has both the presence and the spirit of a man I like the freedome of his behauiour Ho Sebastian Gone Has set my bloud o'boyling i' my veynes And now like water pour'd vpon the ground that mixes it selfe with eu'ry moysture it meetes I could claspe with any man Enter Fresco with a Lanthorne O Fresco Art thou come If tother faile then thou art entertaind Lust is a Spirit which whosoe'er doth raise The next man that encounters boldly layes Exeunt Enter Borachio warily and hastily ouer the Stage with a stone in eyther hand Bor. Such stones men vse to raise a house vpon But with these stones I goe to ruine one Descends Enter two Seruants drunke fighting with their torches D'amville Montferrers Belforest and Languebeau Snuffe Bel. Passion o' me you drunken knaues you 'l put the lights out D'am. No my Lord th' are but in ieast 1. Mine's out D'am. Then light it at his head that 's light enough Foregod th' are out You drunken Rascals backe and light 'em Bel. T' is exceeding darke Exeunt Seruants D'am. No matter I am acquainted with the way Your hand Let 's easily walke I le lead you till they come Mont. My soule 's opprest with griefe T'lies heauie at my heart O my departed Sonne ere long I shall be with thee D'amville thrusts him downe into the gravell pit D'am. Marry God forbid Mont. O o o. D'am. Now all
leaue I prithee goe into the Buttry Thou sha't finde some o' my men there if they bid thee not welcome they are very Loggerheads Fres. If your Logger heads will not your Hoggesheads shall Madame if I get into the Buttry Exit D'am. That fellowes disposition to mirth should be our present example Let 's be graue and meditate when our affaires require our seriousnes T' is out of season to be heauily disposed Len. We should be all wound vp into the key of Mirth D'am. The Musicke there Bel. Where 's my Lord Montferrers Tell him here 's a roome attends him Enter Montferrers Mont. Heauen giue your marriage that I am depriu'd of ioy D'am. My Lord Belforest Castabella's health D'amville drinkes Set ope the Sellar dores and let this health goe freely round the house Another to your Sonne my Lord To noble Charlemont Hee is a Souldier Let the Instruments of warie congratulate his memorie Drums and Trumpets Enter a Seruant Ser. My Lord here 's one i' th' habite of a Souldier saies hee is newly return'd from Ostend and has some businesse of import to speake D'am. Ostend let him come in My soule fore-tels hee brings the newes will make our Musicke full My brothers ioy would doe 't and here comes hee will raise it Enter Borachio disguised Mont. O my spirit it does disswade my tongue to question him as if it knew his answere would displease D'am. Souldier what newes wee heard a rumour of a blow you gaue the enemie Bor T' is very true my Lord Bel. Canst thou relate it Bor. Yes D'am. I Prithee doe Bor. The enemie defeated of a faire Aduantage by a flattring stratagem Plants all th' Artillerie against the Towne Whose thunder and lightning made our bulwarkes shake And threatned in that terrible report The storme wherewith they meant to second it Th' assault was generall But for the place That promis'd most aduantage to be forc'd The pride of all their Army was drawne forth And equally diuided into Front And Rere They march'd And comming to a stand Ready to passe our Channell at an ebbe W'aduis'd it for our safest course to draw Our sluices vp and mak 't vnpassable Our Gouernour oppos'd and suffered 'em To charge vs home e'en to the Rampiers foot But when their front was forcing vp our breach At push o'pike then did his pollicie Let goe the sluices and trip'd vp the heeles Of the whole bodie of their troupe that stood Within the violent current of the streame Their front beleaguer'd twixt the water and The Towne seeing the floud was growne too deepe To promise them a safe retreate expos'd The force of all their spirits like the last Expiring gaspe of a strong harted man Vpon the hazard of one charge but were Oppress'd and fell The rest that could not swimme Were onely drown'd but those that thought to scape By swimming were by murtherers that flankerd The leuell of the floud both drow'nd and slaine D'am. Now by my soule Souldier a braue seruice Mont. O what became of my deare Charlemont Bor. Walking next day vpon the fatall shore Among the slaughter'd bodies of their men Which the full-stomack'd Sea had cast vpon The sands it was m' vnhappy chance to light Vpon a face whose fauour when it liu'd My astonish'd minde inform'd me I had seene Hee lay in 's Armour as if that had beene His Coffine and the weeping Sea like one Whose milder temper doth lament the death Of him whom in his rage he slew runnes vp The Shoare embraces him kisses his cheeke Goes backe againe and forces vp the Sandes To burie him and eu'rie time it parts Sheds teares vpon him till at last as if It could no longer endure to see the man Whom it had slaine yet loath to leaue him with A kinde of vnresolu'd vnwilling pace Winding her waues one in another like A man that foldes his armes or wrings his hands For griefe ebb'd from the body and descends As if it would sinke downe into the earth And hide it selfe for shame of such a deede D'am. And Souldier who was this Mont. O Charlemont Bor. Your feare hath told you that whereof my griefe Was loath to be the messenger Casta. O God Exit Castabella D'am. Charlemont drown'd Why how could that be since it was the aduerse partie that receiued the ouerthrow Bor. His forward spirit press'd into the front And being engag'd within the enemie When they retreated through the rising streame I' the violent confusion of the throng Was ouerborne and perish'd in the floud And here 's the sad remembrance of his life The Scarfe Which for his sake I will for euer weare Mont. Torment me not with witnesses of that Which I desire not to beleeue yet must D'am. Thou art a Scrichowle and dost come i'night To be the cursed messenger of death Away Depart my house or by my soule You 'l finde me a more fatall enemie Then euer was Ostend Be gone Dispatch Bor. Sir t' was my loue D'am. Your loue to vexe my heart with that I hate Harke doe you heare you knaue O th' art a most delicate sweete eloquent villaine Bor. Was 't not well counterfaited D'am. Rarely Be gone I will not here reply Bor. Why then farewell I will not trouble you Exit D'am. So The foundation 's laid Now by degrees The worke will rise and soone be perfected O this vncertaine state of mortall man Bel. What then it is th' ineuitable fate Of all things vnderneath the Moone D'am. T' is true Brother for healths sake ouercome your griefe Mont. I cannot sir I am vncapable Of comfort My turne will be next I feele My selfe not well D'am. You yeeld too much to griefe Lang. All men are mortall The houre of death is vncertaine Age makes sicknesse the more dangerous And griefe is subiect to distraction You know not how soone you may be depriu'd of the benefit of sense In my vnderstanding therefore you shall doe well if you be sicke to set your state in present order Make your Will D'am. I haue my wish Lights for my Borther Mont. I le withdraw a while And craue the honest counsell of this man Bel. With all my heart I pray attend him sir Exeunt Montferrers and Snuffe This next roome please your Lordship D'am. Where you will Exeunt Belforest and D'amville Leuid. My Daughter 's gone Come Sonne Mistresse Cataplasma come wee 'l vp into her chamber I 'de faine see how she entertaines the expectation of her husbands bedfellowship Rou. 'Faith howsoeuer shee entertaines it I shall hardly please her therefore let her rest Levid. Nay please her hardly and you please her best Exeunt Enter 3. Seruants dranke drawing in Fresco 1 Ser. Boy fill some drinke Boy Fresco Enough good Sir not a drop more by this light 2. Not by this light Why then put out the candles and wee 'l drinke i' the darke and t'wut old Boy Fres. No no no no no 3. Why then take thy liquour A health Fresco
as soft Obedience But my affection to the warre Is as heriditary as my bloud To eu'ry life of all my ancestry Your predecessours were your presidents And you are my example Shall I serue For nothing but a vaine Parenthesis i' th' honour'd story of your Familie Or hang but like an emptie Scutcheon Betweene the trophee's of my predecessours And the rich Armes of my posteritie There 's not a French-man of good bloud and youth But eyther out of spirit or example Is turn'd a Souldier Onely Charlemont Must be reputed that same heartlesse thing That Cowards will be bold to play vpon Enter D'amville Rousard and Sebastian D'am. Good morrow my Lord Mont. Morrow good brother Charl. Good morrow Vncle D'am. Morrow kinde Nephew What ha' you wash'd your eyes wi'teares this morning Come by my soule his purpose does deserue Your free consent Your tendernesse disswades him What to the Father of a Gentleman Should be more tender then the maintenance And the increase of honour to his house My Lord here are my Boyes I should be proud That eyther this were able or that inclin'd To be my Nephewes braue competitor Mont. Your importunities haue ouercome Pray God my forc'd graunt proue not ominous D'am. We haue obtain'd it Ominous in what It cannot be in anything but death And I am of a confident beliefe That eu'n the time place manner of our deathes Doe follow Fate with that necessitie That makes vs sure to dye And in a thing Ordain'd so certainly vnalterable What can the vse of prouidence preuaile Belforest Leuidulcia Castabella attended Bel. Morrow my Lord Montferrers Lord D'amville Good morrow Gentlemen Couzen Charlemont Kindly good morrow Troth I was afeard I should ha come too late to tell you that I wish your vndertakings a successe That may deserue the measure of their worth Char. My Lord my dutie would not let me goe Without receiuing your commandements Bel. Accomplements are more for ornament Then vse Wee should imploy no time in them But what our serious businesse will admit Mont. Your fauour had by his duty beene preuented If we had not with-held him in the way D'am. Hee was o'comming to present his seruice But now no more The Cooke inuites to breakfast Wil t please your Lordship enter Noble Lady Manent Charlemont and Castabella Charl. My noble Mistresse this accomplement Is like an elegant and mouing speech Compos'd of many sweete perswasiue points Which second one onother with a fluent Increase and confirmation of their force Reseruing still the best vntill the last To crowne the strong impulsion of the rest With a full conquest of the hearers sense Because th' impression of the last we speake Doth alwayes longest and most constantly Possesse the entertainment of remembrance So all that now salute my taking leaue Haue added numerously to the loue Wherewith I did receiue their courtesie But you deare Mistresse being the last and best That speakes my farewell like th' imperious cloze Of a most sweete Oration wholy haue Possess'd my liking and shall euer liue Within the soule of my true memory So Mistresse with this kisse I take my leaue Casta. My worthy Seruant you mistake th' intent Of kissing T' was not meant to separate A paire of Louers but to be the seale Of Loue importing by the ioyning of Our mutuall and incorporated breathes That we should breath but one contracted life Or stay at home or let me goe with you Charl. My Castabella for my selfe to stay Or you to goe would either taxe my youth With a dishonourable weakenesse or Your louing purpose with immodestie Enter Languebeau Snuffe And for the satisfaction of your loue Heere comes a man whose knowledge I haue made A witnesse to the contract of our vowes Which my returne by marriage shall confirme Lang. I salute you both with the spirit of copulation 〈◊〉 already informed of your matrimoniall purposes and will testimonie to the integritie Casta. O the sad trouble of my fearefull soule My faithfull seruant did you neuer heare That when a certaine great man went to th' warre The louely face of heau'n was masqu'd with sorrow The sighing windes did moue the breast of earth The heauie cloudes hung downe their mourning heads And wept sad showers the day that hee went hence As if that day presag'd some ill successe That fatallie should kill his happinesse And so it came to passe Me thinkes my eyes Sweet Heau'n forbid are like those weeping cloudes And as their showers presag'd so doe my teares Some sad euent will follow my sad feares Charl. Fie superstitious is it bad to kisse Casta. May all my feares hurt me no more then this Lang. Fie fie fie these carnall kisses doe stirre vp the Concupisences of the flesh Enter Belforest and Leuidulcia Leuid. O! heer 's your daughter vnder her seruants lips Charl. Madame there is no cause you should mistrust The kisse I gaue t' was but a parting one Leuid. A lustie bloud Now by the lip of Loue Were I to choose your ioyning one for mee Bel. Your Father stayes to bring you on the way Farewell The great commander of the warre Prosper the course you vndertake Farewell Charl. My Lord I humbly take my leaue Madame I kisse your hand And your sweet lip Farewell Manent Charlemont and Languebeau Her power to speake is perish'd in her teares Something within me would perswade my stay But Reputation will not yeeld vnto 't Deare Sir you are the man whose honest trust My confidence hath chosen for my friend I feare my absence will discomfort her You haue the power and opportunitie To moderate her passion Let her griefe Receiue that friendship from you and your Loue Shall not repent it selfe of courtesie Lang. Sir I want words and protestation to insinuate into your credit but in plainnesse and truth I wil quallifie her griefe with the spirit of consolation Charl. Sir I will take your friendship vp at vse And feare not that your profit shall be small Your interest shall exceede your principall Exit Charl. Enter D'amville and Borachio D'am. Mounsieur Languebeau Happily encountred The honestie of your conuersation makes me request more int'rest in your familiaritie Lang. If your Lordship will be pleased to salute me without ceremonie I shall be willing to exchange my seruice for your fauour but this worshipping kinde of entertainment is a superstitious vanitie in plainnesse and truth I loue it not D'am. I embrace your disposition and desire to giue you as liberall assurance of my loue as my Lord Belforest your deserued fauourer Lan. His Lordship is pleased with my plainnesse and truth of conuersation D'am. It cannot displease him In the behauiour of his noble daughter Castabella a man may read her worth and your instruction Lang. That Gentlewoman is most sweetly modest faire honest handsome wise well-borne and rich D'am. You haue giuen me her picture in small Lang. Shee 's like your Dyamond a temptation in euery mans eye yet not yeelding to any
vltra For Beyond their liues as well for youth as age Nor young nor old in merit or in name Shall e'er exceede their vertues or their fame The third volley T' is done Thus faire accomplements make foule Deedes gratious Charlemont come now when t'wut I 'ue buryed vnder these two marble stones Thy liuing hopes And thy dead fathers bones Exeunt Enter Castabella mourning to the monument of Charlemont Casta. O thou that knowest me iustly Charlemonts Though in the forc'd possession of another Since from thine owne free spirit wee receiue it That our affections cannot be compel'd Though our actions may be not displeas'd if on The altar of his Tombe I sacrifice My teares They are the iewels of my loue Dissolued to griefe and fall vpon His blasted Spring as Aprill dewe vpon A sweet young blossome shak'd before the time Enter Charlemont with a Seruant Charl. Goe see my Truncks disposed of I le but walk A turne or two i' th Church and follow you Exit Seruant O! here 's the fatall monument of my Dead Father first presented to mine eye What 's here in memory of Charlemont Some false relation has abus'd beliefe I am deluded But I thanke thee Heauen For euer let me be deluded thus My Castabella mourning o'er my Hearse Sweete Castabella rise I am not dead Casta. O heauen defend mee Fals in a swoune Charl. I Beshrew my rash And inconsid'rate passion Castabella That could not thinke my Castabella that My sodaine presence might affright her sense I prithee my affection pardon mee Shee rises Reduce thy vnderstanding to thine eye Within this habite which thy misinform'd Conceipt takes onely for a shape liue both The soule and body of thy Charlemont Casta. I feele a substance warme and soft and moist Subiect to the capacitie of sense Charl. Which Spirits are not for their essence is Aboue the nature and the order of Those Elements whereof our senses are Created Touch my lip Why turnst thou from mee Cast. Griefe aboue griefes That which should woe relieue Wish'd and obtain'd giues greater cause to grieue Charl. Can Castabella thinke it cause of griefe That the relation of my death proues false Casta. The presence of the person wee affect Being hopelesse to enioy him makes our griefe More passionate then if wee saw him not Charl. Why not enioy has absence chang'd thee Casta. Yes From maide to wife Charl. Art marryed Casta. O I am Charl. Married had not my mother been a woman I should protest against the chastitie Of all thy sexe How can the Marchant or The Marriner absent whole yeares from wiues Experienc'd in the satisfaction of Desire promise themselues to finde their sheetes Vnspotted with adultery at their Returne when you that neuer had the sense Of actuall temptation could not stay A few short months Caste. O doe but heare me speake Charl. But thou wert wise and didst consider that A Souldier might be maim'd and so perhaps Lose his habilitie to please thee Casta. No That weaknes pleases me in him I have Char. What marryed to a man vnable too O strange incontinence Why was thy bloud Increas'd to such a pleurisie of lust That of necessitie there must a veyne Be open'd though by one that had no skill To doe 't Casta. Sir I beseech you heare me Charl. Speake Casta. Heau'n knowes I am vnguiltie of this act Charl. Why wer 't thou forc'd to doe 't Casta. Heau'n knowes I was Charl. What villaine did it Casta. Your Vncle D'amville And he that dispossess'd my loue of you Hath disinherited you of possession Charl. Disinherited wherein haue I deseru'd To be depriu'd of my deare Fathers loue Casta. Both of his loue and him His soule 's at rest But here your iniur'd patience may behold The signes of his lamented memorie Charlemont findes his Fathers Monument H 'as found it When I tooke him for a Ghoast I could endure the torment of my feare More eas'ly then I can his sorrowes heare Exit Charl. Of all mens griefes must mine be singular Without example Heere I met my graue And all mens woes are buried i' their graues But mine In mine my miseries are borne I pr'ithee sorrow leaue a little roome In my confounded and tormented mind For vnderstanding to deliberate The cause or author of this accident A close aduantage of my absence made To dispossesse me both of land and wife And all the profit does arise to him By whom my absence was first mou'd and vrg'd These circumstances Vncle tell me you Are the suspected author of those wrongs Whereof the lightest is more heauie then The strongest patience can endure to beare Exit Enter D'amville Sebastian and Languebeau D'am. Now Sir your businesse Seba. My Annuitie D'am. Not a deniere Seba. How would you ha' me liue D'am. Why turne Cryer Cannot you turne Cryer Seba. Yes D'am. Then doe so y'haue a good voice for 't Y' are excellent at crying of a Rape Seba. Sir I confesse in particular respect to your selfe I was somewhat forgetfull Gen'rall honestie possess'd me D'am. Goe th' art the base corruption of my bloud And like a Tetter growes 't vnto my flesh Seba. Inflict any punishment vpon me The seueritie shall not discourage me if it be not shamefull so you 'l but put money i' my purse The want of money makes a free spirit more mad then the possession does an Vsurer D'am. Not a farthing Seba. Would you ha' me turne purse-taker T' is the next way to doe 't For want is like the Racque it drawes a man to endanger himselfe to the gallowes rather then endure it Enter Charlemont D'amville counterfaites to take him for a ghoast D'am. What art thou Stay Assist my troubled sence My apprehension will distract me Stay Languebeau Snuffe auoides him fearefully Seba. What art thou speake Charl. The spirit of Charlemont D'am. O stay compose me I dissolue Lang. No T' is prophane Spirits are inuisible T' is the fiend i' the likenesse of Charlemont I will haue no conuersation with Sathan Exit Snuffe Seba. The Spirit of Charlemont I 'le try that Strike and the blow return'd 'Fore God thou sayest true th' art all Spirit D'am. Goe call the Officers Exit D'amville Charl. Th' art a villaine and the Sonne of a villaine Seba. You lye Fight Sebastian is downe Char. Haue at thee Enter the Ghost of Montferrers Reuenge to thee I le dedicate this worke Mont. Hold Charlemont Let him reuenge my murder and thy wrongs To whom the lustice of Reuenge belongs Exit Char. You torture me betweene the passion of my bloud and the religion of my soule Sebastian rises Seba. A good honest fellow Enter D'amville with Officers D'am. What wounded apprehend him Sir is this your salutation for the courtesie I did you when wee parted last You ha' forgot I lent you a thousand Crownes First let him aunswere for this riot When the Law is satisfied for that an an action for his debt shall clap him vp againe I tooke