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A04889 A pleasant conceited comedie, called, A knacke to know an honest man As it hath beene sundrie times plaied about the citie of London.; Knack to know an honest man. 1596 (1596) STC 15028; ESTC S108089 27,820 62

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downe he is not proud for his head is readie to salute euerie poast nor hee is not enuious for hee teares his stomacke open to euerie man and sleepes as soundly on a donghil as on a downe bed Mary one thing he is subiect to impatience for once a daie he sees the deuill Fran And truly for that cause I le blesse my selfe I le to the Duke of Millanes campe to my master And there professe beggerie stay thou heere To professe dronkennes and so farewell Ex Fran Gnat Go thou to beggerie I le to the butcherie The prouerbe is true that I tell to you T is better to be dronken and drousie Than hunger starued and lousie Ex Gnatto Enter Annetta and Lucida with their worke in their handes An Come Lucida here let vs sit a while My father is banisht and my husband is fled And that which grieues my hart my brethren poore And we not able for to succor them Lu Good mother cease your plaintes for heere comes one Enter Sempronio Sem Fortunio my master mad in loue Must haue this Lucida or he will die And I supposd to be a worldly man Must be a meane and stale to win his loue But whereas penitent experience pleads for lewd lust The lecher neuer thriues But here bring I the sacred chest of gold Giftes which if prouerbs lie not will tempt the Gods Yonder sits chastitie at beauties feete Madames God speed your works speed your frinds And speed your foes but speed your vertues more Lu welcome honest friend Sem soft first proue mine honestie And heare my message ere you prais me much And this is it A lewd and lustie Lord Traind vp in idlenes hath late beheld faire Lucida And longs to lie with her And hoping by rewards to win her loue He sends this casconet clogd with gold and pearle First to Annetta to make her a baud Next to faire Lucida to make her a whoore But if Annetta be as chast and wise As when she countercheckt Sempronio If Lelios vertue liue in Lucida Returne me backe with strokes and railing wordes Scratch out my eies for bringing lewd attempts But if you meane to trie a tricke of youth And vaine necessitie kils honestie Here take this golde but herewithall receiue A thousand curses from Sempronios ghost This halter to dispatch thee least thy guilt Should breed more dishonor in thy fathers eares Luc Who sent thee fellow to seduce vs thus Sem Fortunio Lucida a mightie man But if true vertue gouerne thy affects Make thou a marble rocke of this white breast Against the sea of euerie loued assault An The strangest message that I euer heard Fortunio shewed but little wit in this To trust his secrets with so seuere a man Sem Why Annetta I haue dealt in honestie I haue discourst my masters minde at large And therein shewed the dutie that I owe Next lyke a councellor and friend besides I giue thee this aduice and therein let thee know How much I honor noble Lelio Ah but when I thinke vpon Sempronio An Why what of him Sem How imperiously he sought to win thy loue An Tell me the rest Stm I cannot choose but weepe amaine Luc Why dydst thou know the man Sem O no not I for I am penitent Experience Madames I know gold cannot conquer you Faire Lucida doth scorne Fortunios lust And for that vertue which I see in both Receiue the gifts I will bestow on you To thee chast madame Lelios best beloued I giue this scalpe and pray thee euerie daie Beholding it to thinke vpon thy end Which sight will so restraine all worldly lust As thou shalt die to sin and liue to God To thee faire Lucida I do present This booke whereon is written Thy fathers pedegree and famous line Each morning when the golden Sunne appeares And glides the mountaine tops peruse it well There reading marke but honor of thy race Take heed least lewdnes do thy fame deface Replie not get you in the Crocodile is cōming forth Here put them in at doore That weeping will deuour you This is the feastiuall of holy Marke Yond come the pompious shew Enter the shew on the Stage Vanitas vanitatum omnia vanitas Vaine ceremonies customes of the world This daie our Lordes of Venice wonted bee To sacrifice in triumph to the sea And march in pompe vnto the Arcedan For this great state built in a starrie nooke An angle of the Andrie arctike sea For happinesse and long continuance More blest than Rome it selfe Vaine customes doth obserue But yond come my master and Marchetto forth Now you that long to see the guise of sinne How one makes two and two increaseth foure And sinne in gathering head growes infynite Let him beholde examples in these loues Enter Fortunio and Marchetto For Here comes my cynicall attendance Wee shall haue newes what Lucyda intendes Sem Goe cast thee headlong from a mounttaine top Or in the deepest seas goe drowne thy selfe Goe liue thou wretch among the barbarous beasts Where Italy may neuer heare thy name For vertue vowes to laugh in looking on To see you perish in your peeuishnes For. A dreadfull enterance to a dolfull tale Speake man what newes from Lucyda Sem shee spyes thy poyssoned message in thy face Shee scornes thy gyftes and vowes to hate thee euer To thee lewd lossell fayre Annetta sends A troope of curses chayned with bitter sighes Come Lordes le ts lyghten vs of heauie things There lies my cloake cap now throw your swoordes aside And let vs three lyke fleeting vnycornes Runne blushing through the streets in to the wood There let Fortunio cut Marchettos throat That councelled him to rauish chastytie There penitent experience with his bat Shall beate Fortunios tender wanton sides That sought to spoyle holy virginitie Lastly my selfe will syt and teare my haire And weepe vntil I choake my selfe with wet To see nobilytie so much disguisd For Hence sorrow boding messenger be gone Rage now shall ouer rule discretion Gather thy frends Marchetto follow mee This nyght wee will surprise them in their beds And teach them kyndnes who will learne no loue Mar Here is perfect vallour in a noble man Sem here is perfect villany sprong from thy lyps Exit omnis manet Sempronio Enter one of the Senators with Brishios two sonnes Sen Now gentelmen what seeke you at my hands Orp. My Lord wee hope that for the aunient league Betwixt our Father and your worthie selfe You will vouchsafe somewhat to succour vs. Sem What gentelmen and begeres fye for shame Sep. Pay not our hopes with scornes Our father vsed you better in your wants Sem Thou talkest of matters fortie yeres ago The worlde that 's now differs from that was then Men are more neere and deerer to themselues But if you want a cup of drinke or so Stand at my dore my man shall bring it you Exit Senator Ha ha ha a worldling ryght the poets
song Was well applied in this For like the antes they eate the gaine of mens wealth But flye them lyke the fiends when they are falne These Cicero and Aristotle tearm'd a troope of seruile Base dishonest men Stay here here cometh more stand by awhile VVee shall behold the world anatomiz'd Enter the other Senator reading a letter The Florentiens of late haue fought a field Wherein Lord Lelio hath deserued well For why his countrie scornes to succour him Lord Brishio tendeth on the Millane camp And hath atchieued many a worthie deed I ioy to heare of Brishios good successe Your marchandise are solde and we haue sent Bils of Exchange to receiue the monie A merrier heart hath Treuerey for that How now you sausie youths stand backe I say What make you lingering here about my doores Zep I hope your Lordship knowes vs well Senat I would you knew your selues as well as I Go get you hēce it is for yong men to ply their books To practise musicke and delight in armes And not to loiter vp and downe the streets Orph. Dishonest Lord our father in thy wants Did vse thee better And wilt thou leaue his sonnes in miserie Senat When Brishio and I meete we le talke of that Let him come craue himselfe I le answere him Zeph Why he is banisht and may not returne Senat The better cause haue I to cast him off I will not rase my house to raise you vp Let me see you are two good tall youths And fit for souldiers goe you to Millane to VVhere your father is liue by the warres And do not vex vs in peace for you get not a pennie of mee Exit Senat. Orph. These strange repulses make me desperate Speake brother Zepherus what shall we do Sem How now yong gallants what distempers you But grieue not thus at worldly chances If sinne were dead vertue were neuer seene Are you the sonnes of Brishio gentle friends Zep VVe are the sonnes of haplesse Brishio Sem And these ranke churles whom earst your father tide By many great deserts vnto his house Haue left you thus in your extremities Giue me your hands you relikes of renowme Now haue I got an Empire to my minde A vent for my religious charitie Hold take these iewels buy you what you want But heedfully beware of gourmandize Lead you a sober decent comely life Remember truly the effects of things Before you shall affect and make your choice Heare in a word who made the planets seuen First sent downe loue and charitie from heauen But auarice was christned in hell Speake holy men haue I not counceld well Orp What man art thou that fauourst miserie Sem Euen he that thankes my God That sends mee ought whereby to succour you And call me Penitent experience Who giues thee thankes for what thy father did VVho giues thee thankes for what thy brother did And charge you both as you are noble borne To let me see your weapons presently Zep. Take them and vse them gentle minded man Sem Here are the blades well polisht faire and bryght Were it not pittie Sirs that these swordes Should rust within their sheathes of blisse While some Venetian letcher and his mate Should rauish thy sister and deflower thy neece Orp What swords are these frind reporte the truth Sem. This night Annetta and faire Lucida If gods and frindes forsake them in their wantes By lawlesse rauishers will be surprised I meane to succour them if you refuse Giue me my Iewels for I will succour none That leaues their sisters in extremitie Or. God leaue vs if we forsake our frindes Or leaue our sister in extremitie Semp. Then take more Iewels heire tall men And vnderneath this wall watch all this night If any man shall attempt to breake your sisters doore Be stout assaile him kill him for his cause is bad Zep Lead vs the way and we will follow thee For in our sisters cause we le spend our blood Sem. The gaine is yours the glory must be Gods Who made you to defend the innocenets Exit omnis Enter Forsa Duke of Myllan with Brishio and his traine Enter Medesa Duke of Florence with Lelio and his traine at the other doore For. Now Brishio since thy country Venice scorneth thee And thou an abiect wretch exild from thence Yet I haue made thee champion of my right If thou expect the cause it is for dowrie The which the Florentines denies to pay In right of marriage with faire Orrelio my wedded wife For this thou fightes now get the victory And thou hast purchast Country lyfe and friends Br. Reason no more my Lord For vertue plucketh occasiō ere he draweth his sword Look on great Princes and see an old man fight Euen as the candel falling downe aside Then burneth brightest when it gins to fayle In age so I will shewe greate valor And will not now submit Fo. I take thy word God mantaine now the right Me. Now Lelio I haue laid the burden of my warre on thee Thou art the champion of my weale or woe Deceiue not my firme hope but in a manly fight Attempt the winning of this happie day Le. By those moyst teares which with a mournful hart I often shed vpon Sempronios herst And by the loue I beare Annetta faire Naught but my death shall make me lose thy right More then my life I cannot hazard mighty Florentine Mede I like thy courage gentleman charge the combatants Here sound Trompets Le. Whom doe my eyes behold art thou not Brishio my father Who forsaking weale and friends Madest thy choyse of baleful banishment Rather then liue and seeme banisht Bri. Art not thou Lelio whom my zealous prayers Haue alwaies wisht and wild thy greatest good Cease trumpets cease we two must neuer fight Le. What meaneth thy champion Medesa to faynt Me. What meanes thy champion Forsa that he faints Brish To combate with my sonne were worse then death Lelio To combate with my father were my death Forsa Father and sonnes both champions in our wars Mede Brother and brother causer of the same Forsa What fauor merit they who loue so well Med. What infamy deserue we that contend See Forsa these champions are so kinde they cannot fight Shall wee contend for tytles wretchedly While meaner men contend in perfectt loue Lelio A pardon Medesa all the world beside Had not this man this father of my wife Incountred me I would haue died and perisht in thy cause Bri. A pardon Forsa had not this vertuous husband of my child Incountred me I would haue died and perisht in thy cause For. Rise combatants you teach vs what to do Come Medesa Ioyne you hands And let these two which loue so well Be Iudges of our warres and let it end Me. Brother content Now champions end debate What you conclude shall make a peace with vs Bris See see my sonne our loue hath well nigh made their peace Princes are you agreed to