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A55493 The villain a tragedy / written by T. Porter, Esq. Porter, T. (Thomas), 1636-1680. 1663 (1663) Wing P2995; ESTC R12291 55,522 104

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repose Maria. O Lord Sister you know the Ball is to night We must go home first to adjoust our selves D'elp. We 'll wait on you Madam Fellow Host I dare not Sir this Gentleman has commanded the Contrary D'elp. Well come then Ladies friend have you a care Of him Ex. D'elp. La'mar. Fran. Maria. Host I shall Sir A most special care I 'l warrant ye ● I 'l first get him out of the way to sleep himself sober Colig What would you have friend Prethee reach a pillow Host Troth you have pos'd me now Sir But i● you 'l rise here 't is carry it your self Come wee 'l go sleep in the shade Wife take up the Table and stools Come I le help you Colig Come come a long boys Valiant and strong boys hoop hey boys Exeunt Enter Beaupres Bellmont Bell. My Brother Sir is infinitely kind For I have done him service Beaup. And be you infinitely careful too Bellmont For there be Tongues most wicked Tongues Bell. None that dare ever wrong my dear Beaupres And for my self I ne're shall shame the owning of my Love Beaup. I fear you do not understand me right And yet I am glad you do not too For Innocence in what I mean looks lovely And Ignorance here more beauteous is then knowledge Bell. I am so far from knowing what you mean That I can't guess it Sir For Heav'ns sake tell me what is 't H●ve I offended I will beg a pardon Not for my will but my unwilling fault Beaup. I hope you need none But dear Bellmont be careful Remember who and whose you are Plague o' this Dog how does he make me talk aside Nay be not melancholly 'T was not of you I spoke But something I have heard to day And of a Virgin too so Innocent That after it I ne're shall think one Free From slanderous Tongues Bell. Yet I may hope to be the onely free Since I will ne're the least occasion give If it appear to all the World a Malice 'T will be a foil to set my Vertues off Or rather yours For all I have of good is so And may the Heavens still make me fitter for you Or take my life ere I unfitting grow To coap with that fair worth and honour in you Beaup. O thou best of Women Make me not blush too much because You did not understand my secret meaning My thoughts were hurri'd and I angry grew To think on mens blaspheming Tongues Against so fair an Innocence Bell. Who is it Dear Beaupres that is so wrong'd I will grow angry too for w 're concern'd In all that 's good and Vertuous to defend 'em It were as great a sin To leave a Cause the gods should undertake Nay they at last will bless it and us too For siding with it Beaup. It shall be still my pray'r But dear Bellmont after the Ball is done I le slip into the Garden pray come to me From whence we may Contrive How I may get into your Chamber You will not scrupulous grow to meet me now At these late hours of night Bell. Indeed I ought to be most scrupulous Should any see 't the Censure they would give Not knowing what has past my fame undone And what we after say not be believ'd Beaup. I can't blame your care But here it grow's too nice Will you not trust me with your actions now I to my self will answer all that happens Bell. You may command me any thing I le do my duty and not fail to come Exeunt Enter Clairmont and Charlotte Clairm But Madam may I never hope By my assiduous and most humble service To gain an interest in your Inclination Tell me but what you 'l have me be Charl. Your self my Lord And think me as I am Too much below your least consideration Clairm 'T were blasphemy in any man to say so And much unkind in you it is But like to Notes when as they neerest are And not the same They sound so differently that one would think Those farthest which with one small turn Agree in all and frame one harmony Fairest Charlotte can nothing nothing move ye Charl. Yes my Lord You do to tell you freely all my thoughts For I do honour much your worthy person But when you talk of Love It is by me so little understood That all the explanation you ere give Will n●ver make me knowing in the Language Clairm Will you then give me leave To try your Father he can better speak And having spoken be better understood By one who is his Daughter and obedient I can't dislike this Maiden Back-wardnes Loath to bestow your self without his knowledge Charl. That I esteem you honourable My Lord you now shall see since I dare beg A Boon and a strong Boon it is to beg You being young and as you say most loving Call then those vertu's to your aid That you are Master of And I conjure you by them all That you ne're press my Father in this business You may command a thousand hearts Do not then plunder mine Or make use of Authority to force it 'T will not be worth your owning if you do For 't will be broke most miserably broke Clair Then 't is Aversion not a Maidens blush That makes you thus deny me Char. Indeed you are too blame to call it so I know you would not have me lie And pay your real with one that 's feign'd My Friendship and my best respects You ever shall command Clair It was unjust to cause me to love so much When I want wherewithall to make you kind But promise to be just in this Endeavour but as much as ere you can Since you wi●l have it so To love you less Thus you going forward and I going back Perchance at last we may much nearer grow For did I let mine be as now it is The Flame of all the world could ner'e arrive To such a Height And I the lighted Beacon A Torrent unto ruine blaze alone Char. T is I my Lord that must complain of Fate That see such Vertues in a mind So rich a present as a heart like yours And have not one wherewith to pay the bearer Clair And must I suffer all this Torment too That you would gratefull be yet say you can't O ye Gods forbid Charlot to fro vn upon my action And I will send ten Thousand Rivalls to ye Were they made up in one For they must sure be blessed that can gain Th' affections of so fair a Virgin here Char. The Gods are juster Sir then to permit You should do harm to what did never wrong ye He ne●'e laid claim to what you cou'd call yours Clair B●t he ha's rob'd me of my souls delight Such Treasure as the world compar'd to it Would fall so short of all comparison As none but fools would ever offer at it And yet I cannot blame him To make so fair a prize of this Who would not Pyrate turn ' gainst
Indeed I never mean it What shall we talk of for I do believe That all the world to us is so indifferent We shall like no discourse but of our selves Bell. I fear so too But I have a Brother that I must love 〈◊〉 he deserves it from me Char. Heigh I have a Father too but these are Kindred Bellm. 'T is true but come I 'l trust ye with a story Charl. You will oblige me Besides I 'l promise secre●ie And if in ought I ever can but serve you I shall esteem my self most happy Bell. That you shall judge when you have heard me out There is a man that 's near related to me That loves the fairest Virgin in the world His love began with the first sight of her But has been seldom blest with that fair sight And knowing too that he can ne'r deserve her Loves much hopes little and dare never own't Char. Alas I pitty him Bell. I wish you d●d Char. Why can you think that any thing near you Shall ever want my wishes for his good But pray ye on Why can he ne'r deserve her Bell. Not but their Qualities are very equal But she is fair and good above the common Char. Is he not virtuous too Bell. He is believ'd of all to be so Nor would I pitty him if I did doubt it But there be great opposers to his good Char. A brave good man needs never fear a Rival Bell. His modesty a sign where virtue dwells Perswades him still he is not good enough To be belov'd by the fair Charlotte Char. How prethee dear Sister leave me How seriously she kept her countenance None to abuse but your poor Servant thus Bell. Trust me I do not jest Charlotte And did you know but half so much as I You would afford much pitty if not Love Char. Who e'r it be h 'as found a cunning Orator And one 'bove all the world that has most power with me But give me leave to speak as freely to you And censure not my freedom as a guilt For I have such a great opinion of ye That I durst tell you all my Souls affections I do love nay love extremely And one that is nearly related to you One too that never yet did speak of Love Nor do I think he can mean any to me If it prove he I shall most gladly hear you If not then dear Bellmont I 'l beg You ne'r will speak to move my just refusal For I can never love another man Bell. 'T is poor Brisac may he e'r hope for mercy Char. Pray hear me for I do resolve To be most free and open with ye You are o'th'Sex and equally concern'd To keep all things within the sacred Rule Of Friendship and of Maiden-modesty You know it were unfit that men should know When we are easily conquer'd Bell. Leave that to my discretion But tell me first is it Brisac Char. It is O ' t is But may I take your word that he loves me Bell. You may nay do not hide your face D' ye think I 'l vent the freeness of your talk You shall see how discreetly I 'l manage him For though he be my Brother Yet you 're a Woman and my dearest friend Char. Use me with care as e'r you hope for good And construe not too hard my confess'd weakness Remember 't was your Brother conquer'd me Bell. Your freeness speaks how innocent you are Far more than all tricks of a forc'd dissembling Char. I hope you will believe so pray Sister do Bell. Come come indeed I will Char. Lord how shall I look would I had not told you Bell. Nay why so you are unkind in this He shall not know how much you have confess'd And yet I 'l give him hopes enough to court yee Exeunt Enter Malignii Luyson Mal. That 's my good Wench Thou know'st I ever lov'd thee Lu. What would you have me tell you 〈◊〉 I cannot nor I will not feign a Lie Mal. But 't is impossible thou should'st see nothing How wert thou wont to find them Lu. What ends have you in this I thought when you came so p●ivately It was to use some of your former sleights For the undoing of a harmless Maid O you 're a fine Gentleman and kept your word well with 〈◊〉 Mal. Trust me I love thee dearly Wench And that e'r long thou 'lt find too But things are not yet as they should be Lu. What things what should be O the dis●embling of you men When yee have once had your ends Ye care not a pin for us VVomen Mal. Fie Luyson do not think so But prethee tell me VVench Did they never send thee away on sleevless errands Lu. Nor that I remember but I have often left them Alone together Mal. That 's my good Girl And did'st thou never find Letters Lu. No● I indeed Sir why d' ye ask Mal. I have a reason for it VVhich much concerns thy good If thou canst possibly prethee ge● thy Lady To walk here when 't is late to night When that the B●ll is done for coolness Lu. I 'l do any thing you 'l have me But pray be not you the cause that 〈…〉 And remember what you so long have promis'd Mal. I will indeed Luyson this kiss and farewell Exeunt Luyson Malignii Enter Brisac Malignii Bris. I am glad I have met with you for I was alone have you seen Beaupres lately Malig. No Sir but I was seeking you Bris. Me Major VVhat 's thy business honest Malignii Malig. My duty first of wayting on you then a minde I had To talk in privat wi' yee bout a bus'ness Bris. Though I am much unfit for bus'ness now Yet thee I 'l hear ●t any time Malig. Pray Sir d' ye think I love you Bris. VVhy dost thou question it Indeed I do Malig. And do'nt you know 't hath been my chiefest care To mind what does concern you and your good Bris. I ever had but just opinion of you Malig. Certainly then a Looker on may see More at all games than those that are in play Bris. When they do understand the game they may Malig. Right Then freely let me tell you Sir you 'r wrong'd Bris. Wrong'd by whom T is base to do it so that I should miss the knowledge Malig. Those that da●e do injuries to friends Dare nere suspect that they should understand it Beaupres 's your friend he might have told you on 't Bris. By Heav'n I know he would assoon as you Did he but once suspect it Malig. Why Sir this heat to me I have never deserv'd it from you Bris. Pardon me Malignii But wh●m you name my Friend And tax him with a want of care to me I● troubles me Pray to the business for I know he know's it not Malig. B●tter than any man Bris. Come you are mistaken I know him better If you once suspect his friendship to me I justly may suspect all what you say Malig. I ha' done Sir
ha a very good jest did not I put a very good jest upon him Gentlemen Host Yes you did a very good jest ha ha ha 't was a very good jest ifaith Gentlemen Colig Why so it was Sir for all your sneering Host Why so I thought Sir 't is very strange you will be so angry without cause Franc. So so Gentlemen my Brothers taken up D'elpe. I I let him alone let 's mark ' em Colig Why Sir without a c●use I was angry at something I was angry at a post and there you have it again ha ha ha ha Host I 'm glad you are pleas'd again for I find your Witts riding post ha ha ha ha Colig A pig a pig a pig ha ha ha Host 'T is the Sign of the Pig and I 'm the Master of the Cab●ret which shall give you most Excellent content Colig Say'st thou so honest fellow faith thou art a very merry honest fellow Sisters I 'l treat you and these Gentlemen at this Cabaret he talks of Prethee honest Friend where is this Cabaret for I long to be in Cabaret Host Why here Sir sit down at this Table And call for what you will Delpe How 's this how 's this S'death are you one of Urganda's Squiers pray friend whence shall the meat and wine come Lamar From Tripoli on a Broomstick Host Pray Gentlemen hinder me not the Custom of the young gallant Entreat but these Ladies to sit down and break my head If you be not well treated I 'l desire no favour Colig Nor ●o mony neither I hope Sir Host Truly I won't if you be not pleas'd above expectation Ne'r Trust one again of my profession Delpe Faith Ladies this may prove worth our Curiosity Come we will sit down Maria. What you please Sir Colig That 's my good Sister Co●e come La Couvert la Convert Lamar This begins to look like somthing he 's bravely stuft I 'l warrant you he is so well hung Colig Now Sir a cold brest of your delicate white Veal Host Here you have it Sir Colig Nay nay and a sallet good Sir a sallet Host Well Sir I must untruss a poynt Colig How Sir to give us a sallet why have you been at grass Delpe Why d' yee want a boyl'd sallet Mounsieur Lamar Before St. Lewis an Excellent Trimming I 'l ha' my next Suit that I go into the Campaign with trimm'd all with Sasages Maria. 'T will make many a hungry Souldier aim at you Colig Well thought on ifaith Sir Come friend a Dish of Sasages a dish of Sasages Host VVhy look you Sir this Gentleman only mistook the placing these do better in a belt Franc. A strange fellow this Delpe I is it not come Sir wine we see you have Prethee let 's tast the best Host That you shall Sir If you 'l hear Musick and a Song with 't I 'm ready you shall want no●hing here Sings Yee may Tipple and Tipple and ●ipple all out Till yee baffle the Stars and the Sun face about Delpe Away with your Drunken songs have you nothing fi●ter to please the Ladies Host Yes Sir Delpe Come away with it then Host Sings Colig Most Excellent isaith Here 's to thee honest fellow with all my heart nay stay a li●le this is very good VVine here 's to thee again heark you honest fellow let me speak with you aside D' ye Count here by pieces or d' ye treat by the head Host I 'l treat by the head Sir if you please a Crown a head and you shall have excellent cheer VVine as much as you can drink Colig That 's honestly said you know my father friend tis Mounsier C●rtaux Host Yes Sir the famous Scrivener here of Tours Colig VVell 〈◊〉 us 〈◊〉 w●ll I 'l see thee pay'd Host Nay Sir I 'l see my self pay'd I 'l warrant you before you and I 〈◊〉 Colig I 〈…〉 friend but prethee speak not a 〈…〉 then you quite disgrace Sir your 〈…〉 Host 〈…〉 wise is enough Colig 〈…〉 Friend where 's the Capon of Bruges you 〈…〉 Host Here at hand Sir Wife undo my Helmet this Sir Is my Crest D'elp. A very improper one for a marri'd man Colig Yes faith and troth he should have had horns ha ha ha Here 's to yee noble Captain a very good jest As I am a Gentleman D'elp. I thank you Sir Colig Me think's you are melancholly Sir La'ma Not I Sir I can assure you Lady's how Like ye the sport an odd Collation but well Contriv'd Fran. The contrivance is all in all Maria. What makes my Brother kneel look look Sister Colig Here 's a health to our noble Colonel Gentlemen ye see 't is a good one D'elp. Yes and a large one but if both drink it How shall we lead your Sisters home Colig No matter Hem here 't is Gentlemen super Naculum Come come a Tansey Sirrah quickly D'elp. Has pos'd ye there mine Host Host That 's as time shall try look ye here Sir The lining of my Cap is good for something La'mar. Faith this was unlook'd for D'elp. S'fish I think all his apparel is made of commendable Stuff has he not Ginger-bread-shoes on Host No truly Sir 't is seldom call'd for in a Tavern But if ye call'd for a dish of Pettitoes 't were But plucking off my Wives Buskins Fran. We 'l rather believe then try Colig S'foot I 'le puzzel him now a Chamber-pot Quickly Sirrah a Chamber O' O' O' quickly Host Here Sir You see it serves for a good Cap with Feathers in 't This won't do do ye 'r worst Gallant I 'l fit ye call for what ye please Colig Nay I've no need on 't faith thou art a brave Fellow Here 's mine Host's health Gentlemen D'elp. Could you procure these Ladies a dish of Cream Sir this will shew your Master-piece Host 'T is the only weapon I fight at lo●k ye Gentlemen the thunder has melted my sword In the scabbard But 't is good taste it D'elp. Th' ast my Verdict to be the wonder of Hosts Shalt have a Patent for 't if I have any Power at Co●rt La'mar. This is excellent Monsieur Colignii I 'l pledge You his health now Colig Why Sir would you not have it otherwise La'mar. What if I would not S●r Colig Then I would have made you Sir La'mar. Nay now th' art down prethee sleep Or rise and take the Hosts Wife to dance Colig So I can Sir for all you Fran. Lord how soon he got drunk Host Why I told him he might drink as much as he Would and ye see he has claw'd it D'elp. Prethee honest friend play us a Dance Come faith Ladies let 's be merry Mari. As Crickets we Come Sister La'mar. Some say the World is full of holes Play that friend Fran. I do do though the Tune and Song be very witty And old the Dance is very pretty and new The Dance Fran. Truly I am very weary La'mar. We 'l sit and