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The vvedding As it was lately acted by her Maiesties Seruants, at the Phenix in Drury Lane. Written by Iames Shirley, Gent.
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Shirley, James, 1596-1666.
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a mist or in A wild forsaken earth a Wildernesse Where thou maist hide thy selfe and dye forgotten Grat. Where was I lost name what offence prouok'd This heauy doome deare Beauford be not so Iniust to sentence me before I know What is my crime or if you will not tell What sinne it is I haue committed great And horrid as your anger let me study I le count em all before you neuer did Penitent in confession strip the soule More naked I le vnclaspe my booke of conscience You shall read ore my heart and if you finde In that great Volume but one single thought Which concern'd you and did not end with some Good prayer for you Oh be iust and kill me Bea. Be iust and tell thy conscience th' ast abus'd it False woman why dost thou increase thy horror By the obscuring a mis-deed which wo'd Were all thy other sinnes forgiuen vndo thee Oh Gratiana thou art Grat. What am I Bea. A thing I would not name it sound so fearfully 'T would make a Diuell blush to be saluted By that which thou must answere to Grat. I feare Bea. That feare betrayes thy guilt tell me Gratiana What didst thou see in me to make thee thinke I was not worthy of thee at thy best And richest value when thou were as white In soule as beauty for sure once thou wert so Hadst thou so cheape opinion of my birth My breeding or my fortunes that none else Could serue for propertie of your lust but I Grat. Deare Beauford heare me Bea. A common father to thy sinne-got issue A patron of thy rifled vnchast wombe Oh thou wert cruell to reward so ill The heart that truely honor'd thee thy name Which sweetn'd once the breath of him that spake it And musically charm'd the gentle eare Shall sound here-after like a Screech-owles note And fright the hearer Virgins shall lament That thou hast sham'd their chast society And oft as Himen lights his tapers vp At the remembrance of thy name shed teares And blush for thy dishonour from this minute Thy friends shall count thee desperately sicke And whensoere thou goest abroad that day The maides and matrons thinking thou art dead And going to the graue shall all come forth And waite like mourners on thee Grat. Ha yee done Then heare me a few sillables you haue Suspition that I am dishonourd Bea. No By heauen I haue not I haue too much knowledge To suspect thee sinnefull but in the assurance Of it I must disclayme thy heart for euer Gratiana my opinion of thy whitenesse Hath made my soule as blacke as thine already Weepe till thou wash away thy staine and then i th' other world we two may meete agen Exit Grat. Weepe inward eyes hither your streames impart For sure I haue teares enough to drowne my heart Exit Actus Tertij Scena Prima Enter Beauford and Captayne Cap. You amaze me Beauford Gratiana false I shall suspect the truth of my conception And thinke all women monsters though I neuer Lou'd with that neerenesse of affection To marry any yet I mourne they should Fall from their vertue why may not Marwood Iniure her goodnesse Beau. What and damme his soule Shall I thinke any with his dying breath Would shipwracke his last hope he mixt it with His praiers when in the streame of his owne blood His soule was lanching forth Cap. That circumstance takes away al suspition agen Where left you Marwood Bea. I' the Parke Cap. Quite dead Beau. Hopelesse his weapon might haue proued so happy To haue released me of a burthen too And but that man-hood and the care of my Eternity forbids I would force out That which but wearies me to carry it Vnwelcome life Cap. VVould he were buried My feares perplex me for you though none see You fight the circumstance must needes Betray you what 's he Enter a Surgeon Sur. I would borrow your eare in priuate Beau. We are but one to heare his loue hath Made him to great a part of my affliction Speake it Sur. The body is taken thence Beau. Ha Sur. I cannot be deceiued sir I beheld Too plaine a demonstration of the place But he that suffred such a losse of blood Had not enough to maintayne life till this time Which way so ere his body was conuey'd I must conclude it short liu'd I am sorry I could not serue you Beau. Sir I thanke you You deserue I should be gratefull giues him mony It must be so Exit Surgeon Cap. What fellow 's this Beau. A Surgeon Cap. Dare you trust him Beau. Yes with my life Cap. You haue done that already in your discouery Pray heauen he prooue your friend You must resolue for flight ye shall take ship Beau. Neuer Cap. Will you ruine your selfe there 's no security Beau. There is not Captayne Therefore I le not change my ayre Cap. How Beau. Vnlesse thou canst instruct me how to fly from My selfe for wheresoeuer else I wander I shall but carry my accuser with me Cap Are you mad Beau. I haue heard in Affricke is a tree which tasted By trauailers it breedes forgetfulnesse Of their Country canst direct me thither Yet 't were in vaine vnlesse it can extinguish And drowne the remembrance I am Beauford No I le not moue let those poore things that dare not Dye obey their feares I will expect my fate here Cap. This is wildnesse A desperate folly pray be sensible Whos 's this t is Gratiana Enter Gratiana with a Cabinet of Iewels Bea. Ha farwell Cam. You shall stay now a little Bea. I will not heare an accent I shall loose My memory be charmed into beliefe That she is honest with her voyce I dare not Trust my frailty with her Cam. She speakes nothing Is all a weeping Nyobe a statue Or in this posture doth shee not present A water Nymph placed in the midst of some Faire Garden like a Fountaine to dispence Her Christal streames vpon the flowers which cannot But so refresht looke vp and seeme to smile Vpon the eyes that feed em Will she speake Grat. Though by the effusion of my teares you may Conclude I bring nothing but sorrow with me Yet heare me speake I come not to disturbe Your thoughts or with one bold and daring language Say how vniust you make my sufferings I know not what Hath raised this mighty storme to my destruction But I obey your doome and after this Will neuer see you more First I release And giue you back your vowes with them your hart Which I had lock'd vp in my owne and cherisht Better mine I 'm sure does bleed to part with 't All that is left of yours this Cabinet Deliuers backe to your possession There 's euery iewell you bestowed upon me The pledges once of loue Bea. Pray keepe em Grat. They are not mine since I haue lost the opinion Of what I was indeed I haue nothing else I would not keepe the kisses once you gaue me If you
command to whom I owe all seruice I should attend you Grat. Th' art too diligent I prethee leaue me Mil. I should be vnhappy To be offensiue in my duty yet Had I no charge vpon me I should much Desire to waite Grat. On mee Mil. I know not why Your sorrow does inuite me Grat. Th' art too young To be acquainted wo't Mil. I know it wod not Become my distance to dispute with you At what age we are fittest to receiue Our griefes impression Grat. Leaue me to my selfe Mil. I must if you will haue it so offers to go out Grat. Me thought I saw him drop a teare come backe agen What should he meane by this vnwillingnesse To part he lookes as he would make me leaue My owne mis-fortune to pitty his Thy name Mil. I am called Milisent Grat Dost thou put on that countenance to imitate Mine or hast a sorrow of thy owne thou Wouldst expresse by 't Mil. Mine does become my fortune Yet yours does so exactly paint our misery That he that wanted of his owne would mourne To see your picture Grat. Mine is aboue The common leuell of affliction Mil. Mine had no example to be drawne by I would they were a kin so I might make Your burden lesse by mine owne suffering Grat. I thanke thy loue Mil. And yet I prophesie There 's something would make mine a part of yours Were they examin'd Grat. Passion makes thee wild now Mil. You haue encouraged me to boldnes pardon My ruder language Grat. Didst thou euer loue Mil. Too soone from thence sprung my vnhappines Grat. And mine Mil. My affliction riper then my yeares Hath brought me so much sorrow I doe not thinke That I shall liue to be a man Grat. I like thy sad expression wee le conuerse And mingle stories Mil. I shall be too bold Grat. Wee lay aside distinctions if our fates Make vs alike in our mis-fortunes yet Mine will admit no paralell ha we are interrupted Enter Iustice reading a Letter Le ts with-draw and I le begin Mil. You may commaund and when Your stories done mine shall maintayne the Scene Exeunt Iust. To maintayne such blisse I will Wish to bee trans-formed still Nor wil t bee a shame in loue reads Since I imitate but Ioue Who from heauen hath strayd and in A thousand figures worse then mine Woed a Virgin may not I Then for thee a seruant trye Yes for such a mayde as thee Vary as many shapes as hee Rawbone cloathes my out-ward part But thy liuery my heart Hauer ha young Hauer This Letter I found in my Daughters prayer Booke is this your Saint how long ha they conspir'd thus Report gaue out hee was gone to trauaile It seemes he stayes here for a Wind and in the meane time would rigge vp my Daughter hee is a Gentleman well educated but his Fortune was consum'd by a prodigall father ere he was ripe which makes him I suspect borrow this shape to court my Daughter little does Rawbone thinke his seruaunt is his riuall I finde the iugling and will take order they shanot steale a marriage Enter Captayne Nephew I ha newes for you Cap. For mee sir Iust. You are a Souldier there 's a duell to Be fought this morning will you see 't Cap. It does not sir become a Gentle-man To be spectator of a fight in which Hee 's not engag'd Iust. You may behold it Cosen Without disparagement to your honor Rawbone Has challeng'd Mr. Lodam the place Finsbury Cap. They fight a doublet stuft with straw aduancing A bull-rush were able to fright em both Out a' their sences tha' not soule enough To skirmish with a field-mouse they poynt a duell At Hogs-don to shew fencing vpon Creame And cake-bread murder a quaking Custard Or some such daring enemy Iust. Did not Affaires of weight compell me to be absent I would not misse the sight on 't for the Vsurer Hath got his man Iasper t appeare for him In his apparrell Cap. Iasper Iust. For mirths sake You may behold it and let mee entreate At your returne perfect relation Of both their valours Cap. You shall Sir Iust. And Coze If it be possible procure em hither Before they shift I much desire to see em Cap. Promise your selfe they shall I will deferre My conference with Gratiana and Intertayne this recreation Iust. So I haue a fancy This opportunity will giue it birth If all hit right it may occasion mirth Exit Enter Milisent and Gratiana Grat. Which part of my discourse compels thee to This suffering Mil. Your pardon Lady I Did prophesie what now I finde our stories Haue dependance Grat. How prethee Mil. That Marwood Whom you report thus wounded had a neere Relation to me and t was my fortune To come to close his eyes vp and receiue His last breath Grat. Ha Mil. I know more then Beauford And dying he oblieg'd my loue to tell t' him When ere wee met Grat. You beget wonder in me Did he suruiue his slander there is hope He did recant the iniury he did me Mil. He did confirme he had enioy'd your person And bad me tell Beauford hee left behind A liuing witnesse of the truth he dyed for Naming a Gentle-woman Cardona That bred you in your fathers house whom he Affirm'd betray'd your body to his lust Grat. Cardona Piety has forsaken earth Was euer woman thus betray'd to sinne Without her knowledge Mil. Wo'd he had not beene My kinsman I beginne to feare him Grat. Wherein had I offended Marwood He should aliue and dead so persecute My fame Cardona too i' the Conspiracy T is time to dye then Mil. My heart mournes for you In the assurance of your innocence And were I worthy to direct you Grat. Has malice Found out another murderer Mil. Would you be pleas'd to heare me I could poynt You out a path would bring you no repentance To walke in if as I am confident Your goodnesse feares not what Cardona can Accuse your honour with let her be Examin'd then her knowledge will quit you Or make your suffering appeare iust this is An easie triall and since Marwood had A stubborne soule for though he were my kins-man I preferre iustice and held shame to checke His owne report women haue softer natures And things may be so manag'd if there be A treason to enforce confession from her Would you please t' imploy me in this seruice And though vnworthy be directed by me I begge it from you I le engage my being You shall finde comfort in 't Grat. Doe any thing But I am lost already Mil. You much honour me Exeunt Enter Lodam and Cameleon Lod. Cam see and if he be come yet bring mee word hither Cam. I see one lying o' the ground Lod. Is there so le ts steale way before we be discouered I do not like when men lye perdue beside there may be three or foure of a heape for ought we know le ts backe I say Cam. T is a