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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A14872	The tragedy of the Dutchesse of Malfy As it was presented priuatly, at the Black-Friers; and publiquely at the Globe, by the Kings Maiesties Seruants. The perfect and exact coppy, with diuerse things printed, that the length of the play would not beare in the presentment. VVritten by Iohn Webster.; Duchess of Malfi	Webster, John, 1580?-1625?	1623 (1623)	STC 25176; ESTC S119591	52,174	102

Either of ioy or sorrow to deuide Our fixed wishes Duch. How can the Church build faster We now are man and wife and 't is the Church That must but eccho this Maid stand a part I now am blinde Ant. What 's your conceit in this Duch. I would haue you leade your Fortune by the hand Vnto your marriage bed You speake in me this for we now are one We 'll onely lie and talke together and plot T' appease my humorous kindred and if you please Like the old tale in Alexander and Lodewicke Lay a naked sword betweene vs keepe vs chast Oh let me shrowd my blushes in your bosome Since 't is the treasury of all my secrets Car. Whether the spirit of greatnes or of woman Raigne most in her I know not but it shewes A fearefull madnes I owe her much of pity Exeunt ACTVS II. SCENA I. Bosola Castruchio an Old Lady Antonio Delio Duchesse Rodorico Grisolan Bos. You say you would faine be taken for an eminent Courtice Cast. 'T is the very maine of my ambition Bos. Let me see you haue a reasonable good face for 't already And your night-cap expresses your eares sufficient largely I would haue you learne to twirle the strings of your band with a Good grace and in a set speech at th' end of euery sentence To hum three or foure times or blow your nose till it smart againe To recouer your memory when you come to be a president in Criminall causes if you smile vpon a prisoner hang him but if You frowne vpon him and threaten him let him be sure to scape The Gallowes Cast. I would be a very merrie president Bos. Do not sup a nights 't will beget you an admirable wit Cast. Rather it would make me haue a good stomake to quarrel For they say you roaring-boyes eate meate seldome And that makes them so valiant But how shall I know whether the people take me For an eminent fellow Bos. I will teach a tricke to know it Giue out you lie a dying and if you Heare the common people curse you Be sure you are taken for one of the prime night-caps You come from painting now Old Lady From what Bos. Why from your scuruy face-physicke To behold thee not painted enclines somewhat neere A miracle These in thy face here were deepe rutts And foule sloughes the last progresse There was a Lady in France that hauing had the small pockes Flead the skinne off her face to make it more leuell And whereas before she look'd like a Nutmeg-grater After she resembled an abortiue hedge-hog Old Lady Doe you call this painting Bos. No no but you call carreening of an old Morphew'd Lady to make her disembogue againe There 's rough-cast phrase to your plastique Old Lady It seemes you are well acquainted with my closset Bos. One would suspect it for a shop of witch-craft To finde in it the fat of Serpents spawne of Snakes Iewes spittle And their yong children ordures and all these for the face I would sooner eate a dead pidgeon taken from the soles of the feete Of one sicke of the plague then kisse one of you fasting Here are two of you whose sin of your youth is the very Patrimony of the Physition makes him renew his Foote-cloth with the Spring and change his High-priz'd curtezan with the fall of the leafe I do wonder you doe not loath your selues Obserue my meditation now What thing is in this outward forme of man To be belou'd we account it ominous If Nature doe produce a Colt or Lambe A Fawne or Goate in any limbe resembling A Man and flye from 't as a prodegy Man stands amaz'd to see his deformity In any other Creature but himselfe But in our owne flesh though we beare diseases Which haue their true names onely tane from beasts As the most vlcerous Woolfe and swinish Meazeall Though we are eaten vp of lice and wormes And though continually we beare about vs A rotten and dead body we delight To hide it in rich tissew all our feare Nay all our terrour is least our Phisition Should put vs in the ground to be made sweete Your wife 's gone to Rome you two cople and get you To the wels at Leuca to recouer your aches I haue other worke on foote I obserue our Duchesse Is sicke a dayes she puykes her stomacke seethes The fins of her eie-lids looke most teeming blew She waines i' th' cheeke and waxes fat i' th' flanke And contrary to our Italian fashion Weares a loose-bodied Gowne there 's somewhat in 't I haue a tricke may chance discouer it A pretty one I haue bought some Apicocks The first our Spring yeelds Del. And so long since married You amaze me Ant. Let me seale your lipps for euer For did I thinke that any thing but th' ayre Could carry these words from you I should wish You had no breath at all Now Sir in your contemplation You are studying to become a great wise fellow Bos. Oh Sir the opinion of wisedome is a foule tettor That runs all ouer a mans body if simplicity Direct vs to haue no euill it directs vs to a happy Being For the subtlest folly proceedes from the Subtlest wisedome Let me be simply honest Ant. I do vnderstand your in-side Bos. Do you so Ant. Because you would not seeme to appeare to th' world Puff'd vp with your preferment You continue This out off fhashion mellancholly leaue it leaue it Bos. Giue me leaue to be honest in any phrase in any Complement whatsoeuer shall I confesse my selfe to you I looke no higher then I can reach They are the gods that must ride on winged horses A Lawyers mule of a slow pace will both surt My disposition and businesse For marke me When a mans mind rides faster then his horse can gallop They quickly both tyre Ant. You would looke vp to Heauen but I thinke The Diuell that rules i' th' aire stands in your light Bos. Oh Sir you are Lord of the ascendant Chiefe man with the Duchesse a Duke was your Cosen German remou'd Say you were lineally Descended from King Pippin or he himselfe What of this search the heads of the greatest riuers in The World you shall finde them but bubles of water Some would thinke the soules of Princes were brought Forth by some more weighty cause then those of meaner persons They are deceiu'd there 's the same hand to them The like passions sway them the same reason that makes A Vicar goe to Law for a tithe-pig And vndoe his neighbours makes them spoile A whole Prouince and batter downe goodly Cities with the Cannon Duch. Your arme Antonio do I not grow fat I am exceeding short-winded Bosola I would haue you Sir prouide for me a Littor Such a one as the Duchesse of Florence roade in Bos. The Duchesse vs'd one when she was great with childe Duch. I thinke she did come hether mend my ruffe Here when thou art such a tedious Lady and Thy