from the hand of the rose finger'd morne Yet in his heart lives a whole Host of valour Pan. Hee appeares A second Mars Aler. More powerfull since he holds Wisedom And Vallour captive Whilst they salute Antonio enters Count Machvile Ful. Let us salute him Mach. Hallow close they strike As if they heard a winged thunder-bolt threatn'd his death And each ambitious were to lose his life So it might purchase him a longer being Their breath ingenders like two peacefull winds That joyne a friendly league and fill the ayre With silken musicke I may passe by and scarce be spar'd a looke Or any else but yong Antonio Rise from thy scorching Den thou soule of mischiefe My blood boyles hotter then the poyson'd flesh Of Hercules cloth'd in the Centaurs shirts Swell me revenge till I become a hill High as Olimpus cloud dividing top That I might fall and crush them into ayre He observe Exit behind the hangings Ant. Commandy the all This little World I 'me Master of containes And be assur'd t is granted I have a life I owe to death and in my Countries causes I should Ful. Good sir no more This ungratefull Land owes you too much already Aler. And you still bind it in stronger Bonds Pan. Your noble deeds that like to thoughts out-strip The fleeting clouds dash all our hopes of payment We are poore but in unprofitable thankes Nay that cannot rehearse enough your merit Ant. I dare not heare this pardon bashfull eares For suffering such a scarlet to o're-spread Your burning Portalls Gentlemen your discourses tast of Court They have a relish of knowne flattery I must deny to understand their folly Your pardon I must leave you Modesty commands Ful. Your honours vassales Ant. O good Colonell be more a Souldier Leave complements for those that live at ease To stuffe their Table Bookes and o're a bord Made gaudy with some Pageant beside custards Whose quaking strikes a feare into the eaters Dispute 'em in a fashionable method A Souldiers language should be as his calling Ruffe to declare he is a man of fire Farewell without the straining of a sinew No superstitious cringe adue Exit Aler. I' st not a hopefull Lord Nature to him has chain'd the peoples hearts Each to his Saint offers a forme of prayer For yong Antonio Pan. And in that loved name pray for the Kingdoms good Ful. Count Matchvill Machvile from behind the hangings Aler. Let 's away Exeunt manet Matchvill Heart wilt not burst with rage to see these slaves Fawne like to whelpes on yong Antonio And fly from me as from infection Death Confusion and the list of all deseases waite upon your lives Till you be ripe for Hell which when it gapes May it devoure you all stay Machvile Leave this same idle chat it becomes woman That has no strength but what her tongue Makes a Monopoly be more a man Thinke thinke in thy braines minte Coyne all thy thoughts to mischiefe That may act revenge at full Plot plot tumultious thoughts incorporate Beget a lumpe how e're deform'd that may at length Like to a Cub lick'd by the carefull Dam Become like to my wishes perfect vengeance Antonio I Antonio nay all Rather then loose my will shall head-long fall Into eternall ruine my thoughts are high Death sit upon my brow let every frowne Banish a soule that stops me of a crowne Exit Enter Evadne and Nurse Evad. The Taylor yet return'd Nurse Nur. Madam not yet Evad. I wonder why he makes gownes so imperfect They need so many sayes Nur. Truely insooth and in good deed law Madam The stripling is in love deepe deepe in love Evad. Ha Does his soule shoote with an equall Dart From the commanding Bow of loves great God Keepe passionate time with mine or has aside She spy'd my errour to reflect with eager beames Of thirsty love upon a Taylor being my selfe Borne high I must know more In love good Nurse with whom Nur. Hey-hoe truely madam 't is a fortune Cupid good lad prais'd be his god-head for 't Has throwne upon me and I am proud on 't O 't is a youth joccond as sprightly May One that will doe discreetly with a wife Bord her without direction from the stars Or counsell from the Moone to doe for Physicke No he 's a backe O 't is a backe indeed Evad. Fye this becomes you not Nur. Besides he is of all that conquering Calling A Taylor madam O 't is a taking Trade What Chamber-maid with reverence may I speake of those lost Maiden heads Could long hold out against a Taylor Evad. Y' are uncivill Nur. What aged Female for I must confesse I am Worne threed-bare would not be turn'd and live a marriage life To purchase Heaven Erad. Heaven Nur. Yes my deare Madam Heaven whither My most sweet Lady but to Heaven hell 's a Taylors ware-house he has the Keyes and sits In triumph crosse legg'd o're the mouth It is no place of horrour There 's no flames made blew with Brimstone But the bravest silkes so fashionable O I doe long to weare such properties Evad. Leave your talke One knocks goe see Knockes within Nurs. O 't is my love I come Exit Evad. A Taylor fye blush my too tardy soule And on my brow place a becomming scorne Whose fatall sight may kill his mounting hopes Were he but one that when 't was said hee 's borne Had bin borne noble high Equall in blood to that our House boasts great I 'de fly into his armes with as much speed As an ayre cutting arrow to the stake But O he comes my fortitude is fled Enter Nurse and Giovanno with a Gowne Gio. Yonder she is and walkes yet in sence strong enough to maintaine Argument she 's under my cloake for the best part of a Lady as this age goes is her Clothes in what reckoning ought we Taylers to be esteem'd then that are the master workemen to correct nature You shall have a Lady in a Dialogue with some gallant touching his Suite the better part of man so sucke the breath that names the skilfull Tayler as if it nourisht her Another Dona fly from the close imbracements of her Lord to be all over measur'd by her Tayler One will bee sicke forsooth and bid her maid deny her to this Don that Earle the other Marquesse nay to a Duke yet let her Taylor lase and unlase her gowne so round the skirts to fit her to the fashion here 's one has in my sight made many a noble Don to hang the head Dukes and Marquesses three in a morning breake their fasts on her denialls yet I her Tayler blest bee the kindnesse of my loving stare am usher'd she smiles and sayes I have staid too long and then findes fault with some slight stitch that eye-let hole 's too close then must I use my Bodkin 't will never please else all will not doe I must take it home for no cause but to bring it her againe next morning
full of merit Be not daunted Aur. I have a thought tel's me it is religious To sacrifice a murtherer to death Especially one that did act a deed So generally accounted odious Pet. By holy Iaques I 'me a governour And should my life though by the hand of him My duty does call King be stroke i' th aire My injur'd corps should not forsake the earth Till I did see 't reveng'd be resolute thy foot Is guided by a power that though unseene Is still a furtherer of good attempt Aur. Pray sir lend me the Key of the backe ward For though my conscience tells me 't is an act I may hereafter boast off yet I le passe unto our Ladies Chappell when t is done to be confest Ere I am seene of any Pet. I am proud to see thee so well given Take 'em girle and with 'em take my prayers Aur. He wakes pray leave me sir Exit Pet. So I le make fast the doore Goodnesse beare witnesse 't is a potent power Out-weighs my duty Ant. Amazement oh what tentors doe you stretch O how this alteration wracks my reason i 'me To find the Axeltree on which it hangs Am I asleepe Aur. Shake thy wonder off and leave that seate 'T was set to sinke thy body for ever From the eyes of humane sight To tell thee how wou'd be a fatall meanes To both our ruines briefly my love Has broke the Bands of nature with my father To give your being Ant. Happy happy vision the blest preparative To this same houre my joy wo'd burst me else Aur. Receive me to thy armes Ant. I would not wish to live but for thee life were A trouble welcome to my soule Au. Stand I have a Ceremony to offer to our Safetry ere we goe She takes Dugge and tye sit to the Chaire shee stampes The Chaire and Dogge descends a Pistoll shot within a noise of a Mill Had not my love like a kind branch Of some o're looking tree catcht thee thou 'dst fallen never to looke upon the world againe Ant. What shall I offer to my life preserver Aur. Onely thy heart Crown'd with a wreath of love Which I will ever keep and in exchange Deliver mine Ant. Thus I deliver in this kisse receive 't Aur. In the same forme Aurelia yeelds up hers Ant, What noise is that A noise Aur. I feare my Father Ant. What 's to be done Aur. Through the backe ward of which I have The Key wee le suddeinly make scape Then in two Gownes of which I am provided Wee le cloath our selves till we be past all feare Ant. Be 't as you please 't is my good genious will Thee I obey command I le follow still Exeunt Enter Petruchio with servants Pet. She 's gone unto her prayers may every bead Draw downe a blessing on her that like seed May grow into a Harvest 't is a girle My age is proud of she 's indeed the Modell Of her dead Mothers vertues as of shape Beare hence this Banquet Exit with the Banquet Giovanno is discovered sleeping in the lap of Evadne Evad. Thou silent god that with the leaden Mace Arresteth all save those prodigious birdes That are Fates Heraulds to proclaime all ill Deafe Giovanno let no fancied noise Of ominous Screech owles or night Ravens voyce Affright his quiet sences let his sleepe Be free from horrour or unruly dreames That may beget a tempest in the streames Of his calme reason let 'em run as smooth And with as great a silence as those doe That never tooke an injury where no wind Had yet acquaintance but like a smooth Cristall Dissolv'd into a water that never frown'd Or knew a voyce but musicke Enter Antonio and Aurelia in Hermits gownes Holy Hermits for such your habits speake you Joyne your prayers with a distressed Virgins That the wits of this distracted yong man May be setled Ant. Sure 't is my sister and that sleeping man Giovanno She loves him still Hee wakes Gio. O what a blessednesse am I bereft of What pleasure has the least part of a minute Stollen from my eyes me thought I did imbrace A Brother and a friend and both Antonio Evad. Blest be those gentle powers that Gio. What Evadne have deceived my eyes Take heede Evadne worship not a dreame 'T is of a smoaky substance and will shrinke Into the compasse of report that 't was And not reward the labour of a word Were it substantiall Could I know but see That man of men I 'de by my practice Of Religious prayers add to the Kalender One Holy-day and keepe it once a yeare Ant. Behold Antonio Evad. Brother To Antonio Aur. Brother To Giovanno Ant. What earth-quake shakes my heart With what a speed she flew into his armes Evad. Some power that hearkens to the prayer of virgins Has bin distill'd to pitty at my Fortunes And made Evadne happy Aur. Now my longing that was growne big Is with your sight delivered of a joy That will become a Giant and overcome me Welcome thrice welcome brother Ant. Ha her brother Fortune has bound me So much in their debts I must dispaire to pay 'em Twice has my life bin by these twins of goodnesse Pluckt from the hand of death that fatall emnity Betweene our houses here shall end Though my Father at his death commanded me To eternity of hatred What tye binds stronger then Reprieve from death Come hither friend now brother take her Thou hast bin a noble Tayler Gio. Be moderate my joyes doe not o're whelme me Here take Aurelia may you live happy O Antonio this this was the cause of my disguise Sebastine could not win Evadne's love But Giovanno did come now to our fathers Castle Ant. Pardon me there is a barre that does Concerne my life forbids you as a friend To thinke on going to any place But to the Taylers house which is not farre Come as we goe I will relate the cause Aur. Doe good brother Evad. Goe good Sebastiano Gio. Sebastine is your Page and bound to follow Leade on Ant. O noble temper I admire thee may The world bring forth such Taylers every day Exeunt Enter three Taylers on a Shop board 1 Tay. Come come let 's worke For if my guesses point the right we sha'nt Worke long 3 Tay. I care not how soone for I have a notable Stomacke to bread 2 Tay Dost heare I suspect that Courtier my master Brought in last night to be the King Which if it be bullies all the bread in the Towne sha'nt satisfie us for we will eate Cum Privelegio 1 Tay. Come let 's have a device a thing a song Boy 3 Tay. Come an aire The Song 1 Tay 'T is a merry life we live All our worke is brought unto us Still are getting never give For their Cloaths all men doe woe us Yet unkind they blast our Names With aspertions of dishonour For which we make bold with their Dames When we take our measure on her All Tay.