Flo. Hee 'le prove a lustie Larrence This is the starre you sayle by tho Ang Why should you love me I am but a Tombe Gay out-side but within rotten and foule Fia. I le sweare th' art most diseas'd even in thy soule Oh thou thou most perfidious man alive So prosper as my poore sicke heart doth thrive Give me thy hand I hate thee fare-thee-well Come I make thee my heaven wer 't once my Hell To Pisa Pisa I 'me rap't above the spheares Ioy strikes me dumbe Flo. T' hast lent unto mine age a score of yeares More then ere nature promis'd by thy loving This Noble Prince th' art his then Fya. His to prove it hence Thou from mee ne're more behold mine eyes Ang. Now finde I that a Lovers heart last dies Exit Flo. I I so so If it die it shall be buried Fya. Good reverend Sir stay you and as you witnesse This my divorce so shall you seale my contract Fryar I will your pleasure Flo. Fyametta Make choice thy selfe of thine owne wedding day Fya. To morrow be it Loves poyson is delay Gallants pray stirre betimes and rowse your Mistresses Let some invite Lord Vanni and his Lady Wee dine to day with Lord Iacomo Thither let 's hasten Sir this holy man Shall be this night my confessor about mid-night Expect my sending for you Fryer Your devotion Commands my service W' are least i' th fryers stead The Prince be your confessor girle prepare To play the bride tomorrow and then being laid One night past o're thinke nere to rise a maide Exit Trumpets sounding services carried coverd over the stage Poore attending Torrents one then enter Iacomo bare betwixt the two Dukes Piero Philippo Tornelli Mutio. Flo. No more of complement my Lord Gentili Such noble welcomes have we had this day We must take blushing leaves cause we can pay Nothing but thanks Gent. That 's more then the whole debt comes to Ne're saw I tables crown'd with braver store I know no man that spends my nor gives more And yet a full sea still why yonder fellow The brave mock-prodigal has spent all indeed He that made beggers proud begs now himselfe for need Gent. But who releeves him now none for I know He that in riotous feasting wastes his store Is like a faire tree which in sommer bore Boughes laden till they crackt with leaves and fruite Whose plenty lasting all men came unto 't And pluckt and filld their lapps and carry away But when the boughes grow bare and leaves decay And the great tree stands saplesse wither'd dry Then each one casts on it a scornfull eye And grieves to see it stand nay do not greeve Albeit the Axe downe to the roote it cleave The fall of such a tree will I beware I know both when to spend and when to spare Flo. 'T is nobly spoke Pisa Nay good my Lord make hast Pier. Here 's a childe lost i' th staying Flo. Get 2. at night for 't What is the bride yet drest Pier. She 's rigging Sir Flo. 'T is well musicke from whence What chambers that Mut. It Ioynes close to the Lodgings of the bride Flo. Inquire If she be ready Mutio say her bride-groome Attends on her below Mut. I shall my Lord Fiametta above Pier. Tarry she looks her selfe out Flo. Come come loiterer Fia. Faire welcome to your grace and to that Prince That should have bin my bridegroome Flo. Should ha beene Pier. Is the Moone chang'd already Fia. In her changes the Moone is constant man is onely varying And never in one Circle long is tarying But one man in the moone at once appeares Such praise being true to one a woman beares Flo. Take thou that praise and to this Prince be true Come downe and marry him Fia. What would the world say If I should marry two men in one day Flo. That villaine has bewitch't her Pier. Sir what villaine Flo. That slave the banisht runnagate Pier. Cast not on him Such foule aspersions till you know his guilt Even now you said he was a worthy spirit Crown'd him with praise and do you now condemne An absent man unheard Flo. I le hang thee traitor Pisa Locke all the gates of Florence least he scape Flo. Our pardon whosoever takes and kill him Pier. Oh! who would trust in Princes the vaine breath Who in a minute gives one man life and death Fia. Come forth thou threatned man here kill him all Lower then what you stand on none can fall Angelo above Ang. I now must stand your arrowes but you shoote Against a breast as innocent Flo. As a traytors Ang. Your patience Sir Pisa Talk'st thou of patience that by thy most perfidious Ang. Heare me pray Enter frier above Or if not me heare then this reverend man Pisa VVhat makes that Fryer there Pier. Father speake your minde Fryer I was enjoyned to be her confessor And came but then she wonn me to a vow By oath of all my orders face to face To heare her speak unto Angelo 't was done He came when falling downe on both her knees Her eyes drown'd all in teares she opes a booke Chardging him read his oaths and promises The contract of their hands hearts yea and soules And askd if Angelo would marry her Flo. Very good Fry He looking pale as death said faintly no Pisa Faintly he then was willing Pier. Pray heare him out Fry Thrice tried he thrice cried no At which this Ladie Desperately snatching from her side two knives Had stab'd her selfe to th' heart but that we knit Our force against it what should I doe in this Not marry her or rob her of heavens blisse Which glory had bin greater to have tane A husband from her or to have seene her slaine Flo. Then you have married her Fry I have Pier. Brave girle Pisa I le cut that knot asunder with my sword Fry The hands which heaven hath joyn'd no man can part Fia. The hands they may but never shall the heart Flo. Why didst thou make to him thy promise then Fia. Women are borne but to make fooles of men She that 's made sure to him she loves not well Her banes are ask'd here but she wedds in hell Parents that match their children gainst their will Teach them not how to live but how to kill Flo. Parrot Parrot I le stop your prating breake into her chamber And lay the villaine bleeding at her feete Draw Fia. Villaine it is my husband Flo. Enter and kill him Pier. Enter but kill him he that dares I blush To see two Princes so degenerate Fia. Oh noble brother Pier. What would you have him doe He well deserves to have her to his wife Who gives to you a daughter her a life In sight of angels she to him was given So that in striking him you fight with heaven Flo. You see there is no remedie Pisa Troth none I threw at all and gamesters lucke all 's gone Farewell brave spirited girle he that gainst winde Fier and the sea law and a womans minde Strives is a foole that 's I I le now be wise And neuer more put trust in womans eyes Fia. I love thee for that word with-all my heart Flo. Will you come downe pray Fia. Sweare as you are a Duke Flo. Yet more a doe Pisa Will you not trust your father Fia. Why should I you see there is no trust i' th' daughter Sweare by your hopes of good you will not touch His naile to hurt him Flo. By my hopes I sweare Fia. And you too Pisa Yes what 's falling none can reare Fia. Wee come then noble friend flagg not thy wings In this warr I defie a campe of Kings Exit Enter Nicolletto Tibaldo Alphonsin Daariene Alissand Trebatio Flo. See see more shoales of friends most beauteous Ladies Faire welcomes to you all Nic. My Lord those tides Are turn'd these Ladies are transform'd to brides Flo. We heard the happy newes and therefore sent To marry joyes with joyes yours with our owne Yours I see prosper ours are overthrowne Nic. How meane you overthrowne Enter Angel Fiametta Flo. Your owne eyes shall be witnesse how nay nay pray rise I know your heart is up tho your knees downe Ang. All that we stand in feare of is your frowne Fia. And all deare father which I begge of you Is that you love this man but as I doe Flo. What begg you of this Prince Fia. That he would take One favour from me which my selfe shall make Pisa Pray let it be of willow Fia. Well then it shall Alph. Why willow is the noble Prince forsaken Pier. All womens faults one for another taken Alp. Now in good sooth my Lord shee has but vs'd you As watermen use their fares for shee look'd one way And row'd another you but wore her glove The hand was Angeloes and she dealt wisely Let woman ne're love man or if she doe Let him nere know it make him write waite woe Court cogge and curse and sweare and lie and pine Till Love bring him to death's doore else hee 's not mine That flesh eates sweetest that 's pick'd close to th' bone Water drinkes best that 's hew'd euen from the stone Men must be put to 't home Nico. He that loves ducking let him come learne of thee Flo. Shee has good skill At table will wee heare a full discourse Of all these changes and these Marriages Both how they shuffled cut and dealt about What cards are best after the trumpes were out Who plaid false play who true who sought to save An Ace i th' bottome and turn'd up a knave For Love is but a Card-play and all 's lost Vnlesse you cogg hee that pack's best wins must Alp. Since such good gamsters are together met As you like this wee 'le play another sett Exeunt FINIS
of Florence why then Doe you lie sneaking heere to steale venison Ang. My Lords I take my last leave of you all Of love and fortunes Bapt. Lower thou canst not fall Exit Iasp. Trust mee my Lord This Lotti is a man Setting aside his rivall-ship in love For which you hate him so abundant rich In all the Vertues of a Gentle-man That had you read their file as I haue done You would not onely fall in love with him And hold him worthy of a Princesse bed But grieve that for a woman such a man Should so much suffer in being so put downe Never to rise againe Nicol. A terrible case I 'de not be in 't for all Florence Pie Troth deare friend The praises which have crown'd him with thy Iudgement Make mee to cast on him an open eye Which was before shut and I pittie him I Never heard 'mongst all your Romane spirits Iasp. That any held so bravely up his head In such a sea of troubles that come rowling One on anothers necke as Lotti doth Hee puts the spite of Fortune to disgrace And makes her when shee frownes worst turne her face Pier. No more I love him and for all the Dukedome Would not have cut so Noble a spreading Vine To draw from it one drop of blood Lord Vanni I thanke you that you cur'd our wounded peace So fare you well Exit Nico. A good health to you both Iasp. You play the Constable wisely Carg. And I his Beadle I hope as wisely Nico. The Constable wisely Cargo he calls me foole by craft But let 'em passe Carg. As Gentle-men doe by Creditors muffled Nico. I haue another case to handle thou know'st the Donna Alphonsina of the Neri Familie Carg. The little Paraquinto that was heere when the Duke Was feasted shee had quick-silver in her mouth for Her tongue like a Bride the first night never lay still Nico. The same Aspen-leafe the same is 't not a Galley for The Great Turke to be row'd in Carg. I thinke my Lord in calme weather shee may set upon A Gally-ass bigge as your Lordship Nico. Commend me to this Angelica Carg. Angelica-water is good for a cold stomach Nico. I am all fire Carg. Shee 's a cooler Nico. Would 't were come to that Carg. A small thing does it my Lord in the time a Flemming drinkes a Flap-dragon Nico. Give her this paper and this in the one she may know my minde in the other feele me this a Letter this a Iewell Tell her I kisse the little white naile of her little white Finger of her more little white hand of her most Little white bodie Carg. Her tell-tale for all this will I bee Nico. Thou hast beene my weavers shuttle to runne betwixt me and my stuffes of Procreandi causa Carg. A suite of Stand-farther-off had bin better sometimes Nico. No Cargo I have still the Lapis mirabilis be thou close Carg. As my Ladies Chamber-maide Nico. Away then nay quicke knave thou rack'st mee Exit Carg. I goe to stretch you to your full length Exit Enter Iocomo Gentili in a suite of gray Velvet-gowne Cap Chaine Steward and Serving-men Mutio Philippo Tornelli Montinello Gent. Happy be your arivall Noble friends You are the first that like to Doves repaire To my new building you are my first-borne guests My eldest sonnes of hospitalitie Here 's to my hearty wellcomes Mutio. Worthy Lord In one word and the word of one for all Our thankes are as your welcomes Infinite Phil. Rome in her Auncient pride never rais'd up A worke of greater wonder then this building Gent. T is finish'd and the cost stands on no score None can for want of payment at my doore Curse my foundation praying the roofe may fall On the proud builders head seeing the smoake goe Out of those Chimneys for whose bricks I owe Tor. To erect a frame so glorious large and hie Would draw a very sea of silver drie Mont. My Lord Iocomo Gentili pray tell us How much money have you buried under this kingly building Gent. Pray call it not so The humble shrub no Cedar heere shall grow You see Three hundred Dorick pillars stand About one square Three hundred Noble friends Lay'd in their loves at raising of those Columnes A piece of gold under each Pedestall With his name grav'd upon the bottome stone Except that cost all other was mine owne See heere each dayes expences are so great They make a volume for in this appeares It was no taske of weekes or moneths but yeares I trust my steward onely with the key Which keepes that secret heere 's Arithmetick For churles to cast up there 's nhe roote of all If you have skill in numbers number that Mont. Good Mr. Steward read it Stew. All the charge In the grosse summe amounteth to Gent. To what Thou vaine vaine-glorious foole goe burne that Booke No Herald needs to blazon Charities Armes Goe burne it presently Stew. Burne it Exit Gent. Away I lanch not forth a ship with drums and gunnes And Trumpets to proclaime my gallantry He that will reade the wasting of my gold Shall find it writ in ashes which the winde Will scatter ere he spends it Another day The wheele may turne and I that built thus high May by the stormes of want be driven to dwell In a thatch't Cottage Rancor shall not then Spit poyson at me pinning on my backe This card Hee that spent thus much now does lack Mont. Why to your house adde you so many gates Gent. My gates fill up the number of seuen dayes At which of guests seven severall sorts I le welcome On Munday Knights whose fortunes are sunke low On Tuesday those that all their life-long read The huge voluminous wonders of the deepe Sea-men I meane and so on other dayes Others shall take their turnes Phi. Why have you then built twelue such vaste roomes Gent. For the yeares twelve moones In each of which twelue Tables shall be spread At them such whom the world scornes shall be fed The windowes of my building which each morne Are Porters to let in mans comfort light Are numbred just three hundred sixtie five And in so many daies the sunne does drive His chariot stuck with beames of Burnish't gold My Almes shall such diurnall progresse make As doe's the sunne in his bright-Zodiack Tor. You differ from the guise of other lands Where Lords lay all their livings on the racke Not spending it in bread but on the backe Gent. Such Lords eate men but men shall eate up me My uncle the Lord Abbot had a soule Subtile and quick and searching as the fier By Magicke-stayers he went as deepe as hell And if in devills possession gold be kept He brought some sure from thence 't is hid in caves Knowne save to me to none and like a spring The more 't is drawne the more it still doth rise The more my heape wastes more it multiplies Now whither as most rich-men doe he pawn'd His
great shuter Gent. In a Long-bow how farre shootes hee Serv. To your Lordship to be your Apothecary Gent. Vmph what spie you in my face that I sho'd buy Your druggs and drenches beares not my cheeke a colour As fresh as any old mans doe my bones Ake with youth's ryotts or my blood boile hot With feavers or is 't num'd with dropsies cold Coughes Rhumes Catarrhes Gowts Apoplexie fits The common soares of age on me never ran Nor Galenist nor Paracelsian Shall ere reade Phisicall Lecture upon me Apot. Two excellent fellowes my Lord Gent. I honour their profession What the Creator does they in part doe For a Phisician 's a man-maker too but honest friend My kitchin is my Doctor and my Garden Trustie Apothecarie when they give me pills So gently worke they I 'me not choak'd with bills Which Are a stronger purge then the disease Apo. Alas my Lord and 't were not for bills our shops wo'd Gent. Sir I beleeve you bills nor pills I le take downe I stand on sicknes shoare and see men tost From one disease to another at last lost But to such seas of surfetts where they 're drown'd I never ventering am ever sound Apo. Ever sound my Lord if all our gallants sho'd bee so Doctors Pothecaries and Barber-surgeons might feed upon Onyons and Butter-milke ever sound a brave world then Gent. 'T is their owne fault if they feare springs or falls Wine-glasses fill'd too fast make urynalls Man was at first borne sound and hee growes ill Seldome by course of nature but by will Distempers are not ours there should be then Were wee our selues no Phisicke men to men Are both diseases cause and the disease I 'me free from thankes good fate either of these Apo. My 50. Crownes Ser. Not I Apo. No must I give you a Glister Ser. Hist hist Apo. If your Lordship will not allow me minister to your selfe pray let me give your man a purgation Ser. Me a Purgation my Lord I 'me passing well Gent. Him a Purge why Apo. Or rather a vomit that hee may cast up 50 Crownes Which he swallowed as a Bribe to preferre me Gent. My health is bought and sold sir then by you A Doctor baits you next whose mesh of potions Striking me full of vlcers a gibberish Surgion For 50. Crownes more comes to drawe my will For mony slaves their Soveraignes thus kill Nay nay so got so keepe it for his Fifty Give him a 100. Crownes because his will Aym'd at my health I know and not at ill Fare you well sir Apo. Who payes mee sir Ser. Follow me I sir Exit Sar. Apothe. Enter Gold-smith Gold The fellow my Lord is fast Gent. What fellow sir Gold The thiefe that stole this Iewell from your honour Hee came unto my stall my Lord Gent. So Gold And ask'd mee Not the fourth part in money it was worth And so smelling him out Gent. You did Golds. I did sir Smell him out presently and under hand Sent for a Constable examined him And finding that he is your Stewards man Committed him toth ' Iale Gent. What money had hee upon this Iewell of you Golds. None my good Lord after I heard it yours Gent. Else you had bought it And beene the thiefes receiver y' ar a varlet Go to a sawcie knave if I want money And send my servants servant cause the world Shall not take notice of it to pawne or sell Iewells or Plate tho' I loose halfe in halfe Must you sir play the Marshall and commit him As if he were a rogue goe and release him Send him home presently and pay his fees doe you see sir Gold My Lord I do see Gent. Least by the Innocent fellow I lay you fast by th' heeles doe this y' are best You may be gone Gold Heere 's a most excellent jeast Exit Enter Steward Gent. Harke you the Duke of Florence sent me once A Iewell have ye'it For you laid it up Ste. My Lord I have it Gent. Are you sure you have it Why change you colour Know you this doe you know Your man you sent to sell it You belike Thought in my memory it had beene dead And so your honesty too came buried 'T is well out of mine eye what wo'd you with mee Enter Brother to Torrenti Broth. Your pitty on a wretch late wrackt at sea Beaten a shore by penury 3 yeares a Turkish Gally-slave Gent. Your birth Broth. Such Sir As I dare write my selfe a gentlema In Florence stood my cradle my house great In mony not in mercy I am poore And dare not with the begger passe their doore Gent. Name them they shal be forc't to thy reliefe To steale compassion from them like a thiefe Good my Lord pardon me under your noble wing I had rather sit then on the highest tree sing That shadowes their gay buildings Gent. Young man I doe commend thee where 's my steward Give me thy hand I entertaine thee mine Make perfect your accounts and see the books deliver'd To this Gentleman St. This poore rogue Sir Gent. Thou art a villaine so to tearme the man Whom I to liking take Sir I discharge you I regard no mans out-side 't is the lineings Which I take care for St. Not if you knew how louzie they were Gent. Cast not thy scorne upon him prove thou but just I le raise the Cedars spring out first from dust Exit Enter Nicolletto Dariene Alphons Alisandra Tibaldo Cargo Nie. Madam this night I have received from court A booke of deepe import which I must reade And for that purpose will I he alone Dar. Be Mr. of your owne content my Lord I le change you for some femall bed-fellow Nic. With all my heart Tib. Pray madam then take me Nic. Doe prethee wife Dar. And Sr. she is most welcome Nic. Wo'ld I were at it for it is a booke My fingers itch till I be turning o're Good rest faire Alphonsina you 'le not faile Alp. No feare me not Nic. All all to bed to bed Alp. Mine eyes are full of sleepe I le follow you Exit Dar. I to my closet and then bed-fellow Expect your company Tibal. I will be for your Lady Aless. Madam so please you forfeit to my mother And let your selfe and I be bed-fellowes Tib. Deare heart I humbly thanke you but I must not Aless. Lady I rather wish your company Because I know one maiden best conceales What 's bosom'd in another but I le waite With patience a time fitting Tib. Worthy Lady This time is yours and mine Aless. Thus I begin then And if I cannot woe reliefe from you Let me at least win pitty I have fixt Mine eye upon your brother whom I never But once beheld here in this house yet wish That he beheld me now and heard me You are so like your brother that me thinkes I speake to him And that provokes a blush to assaile my cheeke He smiles like you his eyes like you pray Lady Where is the
gentleman 't was for his sake I would have lien with you wo'd it were as lawfull to fellow nights with him Tib. Troth I do wish it Aless. And if in this you inrich me with your counsell I le Be a gratefull taker Tib. Sure my brother Is blest in your affection and shall have Good time to understand so Dar. Alesandra within Aless. Madam Dar. A word come quickly Exit Tib. O ye heavens how strangely one houre works upon an other It was but now heart-sick and long'd for meat Which being set before me I abhorre Alp. Brother Enter Alphonsina Tib. What frights you thus from your chamber Alp. Such a fury as thou Tib. How now hast lost thy witts Alp. I le sweare thou hast for thou hast candled Thy sweete but poysonous language to dishonour Me thy most wretched sister who no better then a vile Instrument to thy desires deserves to be stil'd Baud worse then the bauds Who every day i' th' weeke shake hands with hell Tib. Ha' patience dearest sister I protest By all the graces that become a man I have not wrong'd Dariene nor her Lord Alp. Thou shalt not then by heaven Tib. By all goodnes not With a well blush discourse faire Alissandra Supposing me your sister hath discover'd The true pangs of her fancy towards Tibaldo And in it crav'd my aide which heard Even then My Brutish purpose broke its neck and I Will proue the daughters husband that came hither A traytour to the Mother Alp. My noble brother Our doings are alike for by Trebatio Whome I with honour name his fathers foulenes shall be Cut off and crost Tib. Get to your chamber No longer will I play the womans part This night shall change my habit with my heart Exit Enter Nicoletti with a light Nichol. In this chamber she lies and that 's her window wo'd I were in the aire bites but the bit that I shall bite anon sharpens my stomack the watch-word is a cornet Cornet within it speakes she bids me come without a light and reason sheds light enough herselfe wincke thou one-eyed baud be thou an embleme of thy Mr. and burne in secret Enter Alphonsina above Alp. My Lord Nic. What sayes my most moist-handed sweete Lady Alp. Who is there with you Nico. No christian creature I enter solus Alp. I feare I must entreate you to stay a little Nic. As long as thou desir'st but-wilt come downe Alp. I would be loth to loose all upon rest Nic. Shall I mount then Alp. For mine honour being once crack't Nic. Crack a pudding I le not meddle with thine honour Alp. Say you should get me with childe Nic. I hope I am not the first Lord has got a lady with childe Alp. Is the night hush't Nic. Ther 's nothing stirring the very mice are a sleepe as I am noble I le deale with thee like a gentleman Alp. I le doe that then which some Citizens will not doe to some Lord Nico. What 's that Alp. Take your word I come Nico. Vd's my life Alp. What 's the matter sir Musicke within Nico. I heare a lute and sure it comes this way Alp. My most lov'd Lord step you aside I would not have you seene for the saving of my right hand preserve mine honour as I preserve your love Enter Trebatio with Musicke Nico. Pox on your Catts guts Alp. To an unworthy window who is thus kind Treb. Looke out of it and 't is th e-richest casement That ever let in Ayre Alp. Trebatio Treb. I my most faire Mistris Alp. Neither of both good sir Pray play upon some other you abuse mee And that which seemes worse in your fathers house Nico. Brave girle Alp. But you are young enough to be forgiven If you will mend hereafter the night has in it Vnwholsome foggs and blasts to bed my Lord Least they attach your beautie nothing more I le pay you for your song Exit Treb. Are you gone so Well you hard-hearted one you shall not ever Be Lady of your selfe away Exit Enter Cargo running Car. Oh my Lord I have stood Centinell as you bad me but I am frighted Nico. With what Carg. The Night-mare rides you my Lady is conjured up Nic. Now the devill lay her down prevented in the very Act Carg. She workes by magick and knowes all Enter Dariene Dari. Doe you shrinke backe my Lord you may with shame Have I tane you napping my Lord Nico. But not with the manner my Lady Dar. Have you no bird to flie at but what sits on your owne sonnes fiste Nicho. How my sonnes fiste Harlot Darie. Yes the Lady whom you wrought to have bin your Your sonne has long since wonne to be his bride Both they and I have this night exercis'd Our witts to mocke your dotage Nico. Am I then gull'd Dare. Yes my Lord and bull'd too yonder 's Tibaldo Neri come this morning Dare. So early Is his sister with him Car. Not that I saw but I saw him kisse my yong Mistris three or foure times I thinke 't were good to aske the banes of Matrimony Nico. Wo't t were no worse let 's in and give 'em the mornings Salutation Dare. I le tell him all Nicho. Sweete Lady seal my pardon with a kisse He ne're was borne that never did amisse Exeunt Actus quintus Scaena prima Enter Florence Piero Pisa Mutio Tornelli Philippe Pier. SIr I have found Angelo with long and busie search Flo. And will he come Pier. Your honour as you charg'd me I impawn'd For his safe passage Flo. By my life hee shall when will hee come Pie My friend brings him along Flo. Philippo Mutio goe and perswade our daughter To walke and take the ayre Pisa I le play that Orator Exit Flo. Attend the Duke of Pisa prethee Piero Discover where this Angelo lay lurking Pie The world he has shut up and now the booke He reades is onely heere see where he comes Enter Angelo as a Fryar Fyametta Flo. Way for my daughter looke you there 's Angelo Fya. Ha yes 't is the starre I saile by hold me not Why doe you sticke like rocks to barre my way And utterly to wracke mee Flo. Art thou mad Fya. Yes I am mad oh my best life my soule Runs to him Ang. Whom seeke you Lady Fya. Doe you not know me sir Ang. Yes Fia. Doest thou not love mee Ang. Yes Fya. At very heart Ang. Yes at the very soule Fya. Burnes not your love With that most holy fire the god of marriage Kindles in man and woman Ang. Noe Fia. Ha no Flo. Hee sayes no Fia. Then so quod dedi perdidi Ang. How can I love you Lady I have clim'd too many of such fruitlesse trees Fia. Have you indeede Ang. Yes and have pull'd the apples Fya. Now I beshrew your fingers Ang. And when I touch'd 'em found 'em turn'd to dust Why should you love me I have chang'd my pleasure In beautious dames more then I have my dreames Foure in one night