Cla. Nay then Doctor since you cannot make any reasonable Connexion of these two contrarieties the minde and the bodie making both subiect to passion wherein you confound the substances of both I must tell you there is no disease of the mind but one and that is Ignorance Do. VVhy what is loue is not that a disease of the mind Cla. Nothing so for it springs naturally out of the bloode nor are wee subiect to any disease or sorrowe whose causes or effects simply and natiuely concerne the bodie that the mind by any meanes partaketh nor are there any passions in the Soule for where there are no affections there are no passions And Affectus your master Gallen refers parts irascents For illic est anima sentiens vbi sunt affectus Therefore the Rationall Soule cannot be there also Do. But you know we vse to say my mind giues mee this or that euen in those addictions that concerne the bodie Cla. VVe vse to say so indeed and from that vse comes the abuse of all knowledge and her practize for when the obiect in question onely concerns the state of the bodie why shood the soule bee sorry or glad for it if she willingly mixe her selfe then shee is a foole if of necessitie and against her will A slaue And so far from that wisdome and freedome that the Empresse of Reason and an eternall Substance shood comprehend Do. Diuinely spoken Sir but verie Paradoxicallie Enter Momford Tales Kingcob Furnif Rudes Goos: Foul Eugenia Penelope Hippolita Winnifrid Mom. Who 's there I my Lord Mom. Bring hether the key of the gallerie me thought I heard the Doctor and my friend Fur. I did so sure Mom. Peace then a while my Lord We will be bold to evesdroppe For I know My friend is as respectiue in his chamber And by himselfe of any thing he does As in a Criticke Synods curious eyes Following therein Pythagoras golden rule Maximè omnium teipsum reuerere Cla. Knowe you the Countesse Eugenia Sir Do. Exceeding wel Sir she 's a good learned scholler Cla. Then I perceiue you know her well indeed Do. Me thinks you two shood vse much conference Cla. Alas sir we doe verie seldome meet For her estate and mine are so vnequall And then her knowledge passeth mine so farre That I hold much to sacred a respect Of hir high vertues to let mine attend them Do. Pardon me Sir this humblenes cannot flowe Out of your iudgment but from passion Cla. Indeed I doe account that passion The verie high perfection of my mind That is excited by her excellence And therefore willingly and gladly feele it For what was spoken of the most chast Queene Of riche Pasiaca may be said of her Anteuenit sortem moribus virtutibus Annos Sexum animo morum Nobilitate Genus Do. A most excellent Dictick Mom. Come Lords away le ts not presume too much Of a good nature not for all I haue VVood I haue him take knowledge of the wrong I rudely offer him come then I le shewe A few rare Iewels to your honour'd eyes And then present you with a common supper Goos. Iewells my Lord why is not this candlesticke one of your iewells pray Mom. Yes marre is it Sir Gyles if you will Goos: T is a most fine candlesticke in truth it wants nothing but the languages Pen. The languages seruant why the languages Goos. VVhy mistris there was a lattin candlestick here afore and that had the languages I am sure Ta. I thought he had a reason for it Ladie Pen. I and a reason of the Sunne too my Lord for his father wood haue bin ashamed on 't Exeunt Do. VVell master Clarence I perceiue your mind Hath so incorparate it selfe with flesh And therein ratified that flesh to spirit That you haue need of no Phisitians helpe But good Sir euen for holy vertues health And grace of perfect knowledge doe not make Those ground-workes of eternitie you lay Meanes to your ruine and short being here For the too strict and rationall Course you hold VVill eate your bodie vp and then the world Or that small point of it where virtue liues VVill suffer Diminution It is now Brought almost to a simple vnitie VVhich is as you well know Simplicior puncto And if that point faile once why then alas The vnitie must onely be suppos'd Let it not faile then most men else haue sold it Tho you neglect your selfe vphould it So with my reuerend loue I leaue you Sir Exit Cla. Thanks worthie Doctour I do amply quite you I proppe poore vertue that am propt my selfe And onely by one friend in all the world For vertues onely sake I vse this wile VVhich otherwise I wood despise and scorne The world should sinke and all the pompe she hugs Close in her hart in her ambitious gripe Ere I sustaine it if this slendrest ioynt Mou'd with the worth that worldlings loue so well Had power to saue it from the throate of hell He drawes the Curtaines and sits within them Enter Eugenia Penelope Hippolita Eug. Come on faire Ladies I must make you both Familiar witnesses of the most strange part And full of impudence that ere I plaide Hip. VVhat 's that good madam Eug. I that haue bene so more then maiden-nice To my deare Lord and vnkle not to yeeld By his importunate suite to his friends loue In looke or almost thought will of my selfe Farre past his expectation or his hope In action and in person greete his friend And comfort the poore gentlemans sick state Pen. Is this a part of so much Impudence Eug. No but I feare me it will stretch to more Hip. Mary madam the more the merrier Eug. Marrie Madam what shood I marrie him Hip. You take the word me thinkes as tho you would And if there be a thought of such kind heate In your cold bosome wood to God my breath Might blowe it to the flame of your kind hart Eug. Gods pretious Ladie knowe ye what you say Respect you what I am and what he is VVhat the whole world wood say what great Lords I haue refused and might as yet embrace And speake you like a friend to wish me him Hip. Madam I cast all this and know your choyse Can cast it quite out of the christall dores Of your Iudiciall eyes I am but young And be it said without all pride I take To be a maid I am one and indeed Yet in my mothers wombe to all the wiles Weend in the loomes of greatnes and of state And yet euen by that little I haue learn'd Out of continuall conference with you I haue cride haruest home of thus much iudgment In my greene sowing time that I cood place The constant sweetnes of good Clarence mind Fild with his inward wealth and noblenes Looke madam here when others outward trashe Shood be contented to come vnder here Pen. And so say I vppon my maiden head Eug. T is well said Ladies thus we differ then I
consideration of my friend who indeed is only a great scholler and all his honours and riches lie in his mind Eug. Come Come pray tell me vnckle how does my cosen Momford Mom. VVhy well verie well Neece so is my friend Clarence well too then is there a worthie gentleman well as any is in England I can tell ye Eug. But when did you see my Cosen Mom. And t is pittie but he should do well and he shall be well too if all my wealth will make him well Eug. VVhat meanes hee by this tro yee your Lo is verie dancitiue me thinkes Mom. I and I could tel you a thing would make your Ladiship verie dancitiue or else it were verie dunsatiue yfaith O how the skipping of this Christmas blocke of ours moues the blockhead heart of a woman indeed any thing that pleaseth the foolish eye which presently runnes with a lying tale of Excellence to the mind Eug. But I pray tell me my Lord could you tell me of a thing would make me dance say you Mom. VVel farewell sweet Neece I must needs take my leaue in earnest Eug. Lord blesse vs here 's such a stir with your farewels Mom. I wil see you againe within these two or three dayes a my woord Neece Eug. Gods pretious two or three dayes why this Lord is in a marualous strange humor Sit downe sweet Vnckle yfaith I haue to talke with you about greate matters Mom. Say then deere Neece bee shorte vtter your mind quickly now Eug. But I pray tell me first what 's that would make me daunce yfaith Mom. Daunce what daunce hetherto your dauncers legges bow for-sooth and Caper and Ierke and Firke and dandle the bodie aboue them as it were their great childe though the speciall Ierker bee aboue this place I hope here lies that shudd fetch a perfect woman ouer the Coles yfaith Eug. Nay good Vnckle say what 's the thing you could tel me of Mom. No matter no matter But let mee see a passing prosperous forehead of an exceeding happie distāce betwixt the eye browes a cleene lightning eye a temperate and freshe bloud in both the cheekes excellent markes most excellent markes of good fortune Eug. VVhy how now Vnckle did you neuer see mee before Mom. Yes Neece but the state of these thinges at this instant must bee specially obserued and these outwarde signes being now in this cleere eleuation showe your vntroubled mind is in an excellent power to preferre them to act forth then a litle deere Neece Eug. This is excellent Mom. The Creses here are excellent good The proportion of the chin good the little aptnes of it to sticke out good And the wart aboue it most exceeding good Neuer trust me if all things bee not answerable to the predictiō of a most diuine fortune towards her uow if shee haue the grace to apprehend it in the nicke ther 's all Eug. VVell my Lorde since you will not tell me your secret I le keepe another from you with whose discouerie you may much pleasure mee and whose concealement may hurt my estate And if you bee no kinder then to see mee so indangered I le bee very patient of it I assure you Mom. Nay then it must instantly foorth This kind con iuration euen fires it out of me and to be short gather all your Iudgment togeather for here it comes Neece Clarence Clarence rather my Soule then my friēd Clarence of too substantiall a worth to haue any figures cast about him notwithstanding no other woman with Empires could stirre his affections is with your vertues most extreamely in loue and without your requitall dead And with it fame shall sound this golden disticke through the world of you both Non illo melior quisquam nec amantior aequi Vir fuit aut illa reuerentior vlla Dearum Eug. Ay me poore Dame O you amase me Vnckle Is this the wondrous fortune you presage VVhat man may miserable women trust Mom. O peace good Ladie I come not to rauishe you to any thing But now I see how you accept my motion I perceiue how vpon true triall you esteeme me Haue I ridd al this Circuite to leuie the powers of your Iudgment that I might not prooue their strength too sodainly with so violent a charge And doe they fight it out in white bloud And showe me their hearts in the soft Christall of teares Eug. O vnckle you haue wounded your selfe in charging me that I should shun Iudgement as a monster if it woulde not weepe I place the poore felicitie of this worlde in a woorthie friende and to see him so vnworthely reuolted I shedd not the teares of my Brayne but the teares of my soule And if euer nature made teares the effects of any worthie cause I am sure I now shedde them worthelie Mom. Her sensuall powers are vp yfaith I haue thrust her soule quite from her Tribunall This is her Sedes vacans when her subiects are priueledged to libell against her and her friends But weeps my kind Neece for the wounds of my friendshippe and I toucht in friendship for wishing my friende doubled in her singular happinesse Eug. How am I doubl'd when my honour and good name two essentiall parts of mee woulde bee lesse and lost Mom. In whose Iudgment Eug. In the iudgment of the world Mom. Which is a fooles boult Nihil a vertute nec a viritate remotius quam Vulgaris opinto But my deare Neece it is most true that your honour and good name tendred as they are the species of truth are worthilie two essentiall parts of you But as they consist only in ayrie titles and corrupteble blood whose bitternes sanitas et non nobilitas efficit and care not how many base and execrable acts they commit they touch you no more then they touch eternitie And yet shal no nobilitie you haue in either be impaired neither Eu. Not to marrie a poore gentleman Mom. Respect him not so for as he is a gentleman he is noble as he is welthilie furnished with true knowledge he is rich and therein adorn'd with the exatest complements belonging to euerlasting noblenesse Eug. Which yet will not maintaine him a weeke Such kinde of noblenesse giues no cotes of honour nor can scarse gette a cote for necessitie Mom. Then is it not substantiall knoweledge as it is in him but verball and fantasticall for Omnia in illa ille complexu tenet Eug. VVhy seekes he me then Mom. To make you ioynt partners with him in all thinges and there is but a little partiall difference betwixt you that hinders that vniuersall ioynture The bignesse of this circle held too neer our eye keepes it frō the whole Spheare of the Sunne but could we sustaine it indifferently betwixt vs and it it would then without checke of one beame appeare in his fulnes Eug. Good Vnckle be content for now shall I neuer dreame of contentment Mom. I haue more then done Ladie and had
discredit my witt with their companies now I thinke on 't plague a god on them I le fall a beating on them presently Exit Enter Lorde Momford and Clarence Clarence Horatio Cla. Sing good Horatio while I sigh and write According to my master Platos minde The Soule is musick and doth therefore ioy In accents musicall which he that hates VVith points of discorde is togeather tyed And barkes at Reason Consonant in sence Diuine Eugenia beares the ocular forme Of musicke and of Reason and presents The Soule exempt from flesh in flesh inflam'd Who must not loue hir then that loues his soule To her I write my friend the starre of friends VVil needs haue my strange lines greet her strange eies And for his sake I le powre my poore Soule forth In floods of Inke but did not his kind hand Barre me with violent grace I wood consume In the white flames of her impassionate Loue Ere my harsh lipps shood vent the odorous blaze For I am desperate of all worldly Ioyes And there was neuer man so harsh to men VVhen I am fullest of digested life I seeme a liuelesse Embrion to all Each day rackt vp in nightlike Funerall Sing good Horatio whilst I sigh and write Canto The Letter Suffer him to loue that suffers not louing my loue is without passion and therefore free from alteration Prose is too harsh and verse is poetrie VVhy shood I write then merrit clad in Inke Is but a mourner and as good as naked I will not write my friend shall speake for me Sing one staue more my good Horatio Canto I must remember I knowe whom I loue A dame of learning and of life exemt From all the Idle fancies of her sex And this that to an other dame wood seeme Perplext and foulded in a rudelesse vaile Wil be more cleere then ballads to her eye I le write if but to satisfie my friend Your third stance sweet Horatio and no more Canto How vainely doe I offer my strange loue I marrie and bid states and entertaine Ladies with tales and iests and Lords with newes And keepe a house to feast Acteons hounds That eate their maister and let ydell guests Drawe me from serious search of things diuine To bid them sit and welcome and take care To sooth their palats with choyce kytchin-stuff As all must doe that marrie and keepe house And then looke on the left sid of my yoake Or on the right perhaps and see my wife Drawe in a quite repugnant course from me Busied to starch her french purles and her puffs When I am in my Anima refiexa quid sit faelicitas quae origo rerum And make these beings that are knowne to be The onely serious obiects of true men Seeme shadowes with substantiall stir she keepes About her shadowes which if husbands loue They must belieue and thus my other selfe Brings me another bodie to dispose That haue alreadie much too much of one And must not looke for any Soule of her To helpe two rule to bodies Mom. Fie for shame I neuer heard of such an antedame Doe women bring no helpe of soule to men VVhy friend they either are mens soules themselues Or the most wittie Imitatrixes of them Or prettiest sweet apes of humaine Soules That euer Nature fram'd as I will proue For first they be Substantiae lucidae And purer then mens bodies like their soules VVhich mens harsh haires both of their brest chinne Occasiond by their grose and ruder heate Plainely demonstrates Then like soules they doe Mouere corpora for no power on earth Moues a mans bodie as a woman does Then doe they Dare formas corpori Or adde faire formes to men as their soules doe For but for women who wood care for formes I vowe I neuer wood washe face nor hands Nor care how ragg'd or slouenlie I went VVer 't not for women who of all mens pompes Are the true finall causes Then they make Men in their Seedes imortall like their Soules That els wood perish in a spanne of time Oh they be Soulelike-Creatures and my Neece The Soule of twentie rare Soules stild in one Cla. That that it is my Lord that makes me loue Mom. Oh are ye come Sir welcome to my Neece As I may say at midnight gentle friend What haue you wrott I pray Cla. Strange stuffe my Lord Mom. Indeed the way to belieue is to loue And the right way to loue is to belieue This I will carry now with pen and Incke For her to vse in answere see sweet friend She shall not stay to call but while the steele Of her affection is made softe and hott I le strike and take occasion by the browe Blest is the wooing that 's not long a dooing Exit Cla. Had euer man so true and noble friend Or wood men thinke this sharpe worlds freezing Aire To all true honour and iudiciall loue VVood suffer such a florishing pyne in both To ouerlooke the boxe-trees of this time VVhen the learnd mind hath by impulsion wrought Her eyes cleere fire into a knowing flame No elementall smoke can darken it Nor Northen coldnes nyppe her Daphnean flower O sacred friendshippe thanks to thy kind power That being retir'd from all the faithles worlde Appearst to me in my vnworldly friend And for thine owne sake let his noble mind By mouing presedent to all his kind Like iust Deucalion of earths stonie bones Repaire the world with humane bloud and flesh And dying vertue with new life refresh Exit ACTVS QVARTVS Enter Tales Kingcob Eugenia Hippolita Penelope Winnifred King T is time to leaue your Chests Ladies t is too studious an exercise after dinner Tal. Why is it cal'd Chests Hip. Because they leane vppon their Chests that play at it Tal I wood haue it cald the strife of wittes for t is a game so wittie that with strife for maisterie wee hunt it eagerly Eug Specially where the wit of the Goosecaps are in chase my Lord Tal. I am a Goosecappe by the mothers side madam at least my mother was a Goosecappe Fen. And you were her white sonne I warrant my Lord Tal. I was the youngest Ladie and therefore must be her white sonne ye know the youngest of tenne I was Hip. And the wisest of Fifteene Tal. And sweet Ladie will ye cast a kind eye now vpon my Cosin Sir Gyles Goosecappe Pen. Pardon my Lord I haue neuer a spare eye to cast away I assure ye Tal. I wonder you shood Count it cast away Ladie vppon him doe you remember those fewe of his good partes I rehearst to you Pen. Verie perfectly my Lord amongst which one of them was that he is the best Sempster of any woman in England pray le ts see some of his worke Hip. Sweet Lord le ts see him sowe a little Tal. You shall a mine honour Ladie Eug. Hee s a goodly greate knight indeed and a little needle in his hand will become him prettelie King From the