table-books and also my fortnights observation of the Antipodes Van. O strange have you been there I wonder how you came thither Lor. I will tell you Lady When I was bound thither I was in Asia at Taxcallau there we took ship and in a pair of Oares sailed to Madrid the Catholique Kings Court From thence to Naples in Savoy from Naples to Crenia and thence to Alexandria where against a tree we suffered shipwrack Into a new Phaluk therefore we got us which was rigg'd for Francfort where shortly after we arrived victual'd our Gondalo and threw away our fresh water Van. T is a great way thither Lor. Thence we went to Lisbon and after to Mantua and the next morning we came to the Antipodes at twy-light i' th afternoon Van. What sights saw you there Sir Lor. So many sights dear Lady that they almost made me blind Van. Relate a few Lor. First Lady the King is no man Van. I believe you Sir for it never could enter my mind that any man inhabited there Lor. There they have no houses but the Emperours Palace where Sir Francis Drake was entertain'd after he had shot the Pyraenaean Gulfe upon the Mediterranean mount in Russia Van. Where then lies all the Court I wonder Lor. In the Court Mistris Van. I guess hem but cold lodgings Lor. Your Ladyship is mistook they are never a cold For the Sun being never above a hundred degrees above Saturn makes that Climate as hot as Norway They at the Antipodes hear with their noses smell with their ears see by feeling but taste with all their Senses for they are the most insatiable gluttons under the cope and feel not any thing For they cannot be hurt Van. This is wonderful And I cannot imagine how their senses can be so contrary to ours Lor. No! did you never hear excellent Vandona that they are opposite to us Van. O yes I have indeed Lor. I will now tell you Madam something of the South Indies Van. Has not the Mogul of Persia his bread thence Lor. The King of Spain hath his gold there of which the Hollanders took a great prize when they won the silver Fleet. Van. How I was mistook Lor. I will give you the situation of the Countrey Some of the ancient Geographers as Heliodorus the Knight o' th Sun Amadis de Guale and Palmerin de Oliva affirm it to lie a thousand Italian miles from the Isthmos of Corinthâ— but some modern writers as Don Quixot Parismus Montelion and Mervin say it is a Peninsula in Arabia Foelix where the Phoenix is But learned Hollinshed affirms the South Indies are separated from Armenia by the Calidonean Forrest from Asia Minor by the Venetian Gulfe and from China by a great brick wall There instead of Chery-stones children play with Pearls and for glass the windows are of broad Diamonds Hunters there have no horns but the Unicorns no water runs there but Scamander Simois Aganippe Hippocrene and the like There are no hills but Olympus Ida and Parnassus No valley but Tempe of Ascra and Margiana no men but of the off-spring of Scipio Affrican Iulius Caesar Alexander the Great Hector Hanibal and Hercules Van. It is a pleasant Countrey sure Lor. I will now tell you the conditions of our neighbour Nations The Spaniards are humble the Italians chast the French peaceful the Dutch sober and the Irish cleanly I came at last to Virginia where I saw nothing more worthy mention then an honest woman who cast her self into the sea because no body would lie with her In conclusion at Iames Town Port I took horse and the next morning after a long and tedious journey arrived in Wales Van. And what did you there Mr. Lorece Lor. As soon as I could I went to Merlins Cave which is obscurely situated on the top of a Beech where all the night he lay on the ground Van. What was he Sir Lor. He was an intricate Prognosticator of firmamental Eclipses and vaticinated future Occurrents by the mysterious influences of the sublime Stars and vagabundical Planets generated he was by the inhumane conjunction of an Incubus And was immur'd alive in a cave by the preeminent Magick of the Lady of the Lake Van. You frequent Playes do you not Lor. They are most commonly my afternoons employment Van. I like him the better for it Aside Van. And you have read many Histories Lor. Many Lady I am a worm in a book I go through them Van. This pleases me too aside Farewel Sir Lore Admired Philoclea leave me not so Van. What would you have Lore Your consent Lady Van. Expect that a month or two hence Lore Dear Vandona sweet Mistress Van. Indeed you must Lore Nay sweet Oriana Van. Y' are two importunate Lore Excellent Claridiana Polinarda Taurana Bradamant Exit Van. It makes no matter I am sure to have her how some women are taken with strange tales Next time we meet I do not doubt to get her Hercules could not wooe a Lady better Ent. Iaques Now my old Anchises how dost true penny Be merry Iaques Iaq. Is she tender-hearted Lor. Respectful and pliant Iaq. Good truth I am glad on 't Sir my Lady though I say it is of a very good nature my mind alwaies gave me she would be coming on I beseech your Worship to be a good Master to me Lore Thou shalt find me so Exuent Scena secunda Enter Cleanthe sola Cle. IMperious Love that hatest whom thou woundest and lovest those best thou dost let alone If my obsequious duty unto thee Can move thee to commiseration Instruct me how to win him and when I Disclose my self assist a wretched woman For it is in thy power to work my bliss He dotes upon a Lady that regards None of those miseries he undergoes By languishing for her with one fair stroke Thy ignominy redeem thou art cal'd blind Because how thou dost shoot thou dost not mind But what availes it me thus to implore Or rather to reiterate those deep wishes Millions of houres can witness I have say'd And yet find no help Ah my dear and ever Most lov'd Carionil would thou wert so Strongly inflam'd as I or didst conceive Truly didst know what misery lies here I think though thou hadst suckt a ravenous Wolf It would overcome thy nature and thereby Transform my sorrow to felicity Enter Carionil Car. I cannot hope a letter I have writ To my Lucora can find that acceptance And bring so good success I wish it may Sure never man so passionately ado'rd A Lady of so froward a disposition If I could know the cause she is unkind I would destroy it or destroy my self Anclethe art thou there my boy alas Why dost thou weep Clea. To see the sorrow you are alwaies in And not to know wherefore Though I Sir am Both young and little I both dare and would Venter my life to do your any service That may redeem you happy daies again Car. Alas poor boy it
Remember my Lucora all your promises And suffer not your obstinacy to cloud The happiness of this Evening Falor My excellent Mistris you have rais'd me neer The Zenith of all happiness and will you Now leave me on that mighty precipice To fall into a sad Abyss of misery Clean. My dear sweet Sister give me leave to trouble you With a few words aside I saw the Lord Falorus for your sake Between a great affection and firme friendship In as high a passion as you can imagine A noble and a faithful Lover to you He in his soul adores you I am confident And I 'm obliged by promise to become His Intercessor for your kind affection I do beseech you therefore grace your Sister Though bold being younger to importune you thus T'honor the Lord Falorus with your Love Lucor I dare not my fair sister be so cruel As to deny you in your first request I 'le entertain his flame and be his Bride I will be plain with you had you been silent In a ship bound for Spain I had gone to night With some Ladies of our neer kindred towards Lisbone And so avoided the Courtship of Falorus And all my Fathers continual importunities To make this escape more unexpected and The better to provide me for this journey I had consented when my father pleas'd To marry him but your intreaties have Prevail'd above all my resolutions Falor Dear Madam let me beseech your assistance Rosin My Lord I will desire her and am confident I shall obtain I pray thee my Lucora Submit to the intreaties of thy friends And let not thy refusal of Falorus Beget a sad look on this happy evening Lucor Madam you and my sister shall overcome And though my Lord Falorus you may taxe me For an obstinate disposition you shall find me Throughout my future dayes to made amends And prove a very loving wife unto you Falor Now you have fixed me in a fortunate And glorious life Polid. I thank thee my Lucora Iaq. Every body has his Sweetheart but I one or other take pity on me and let me not be a Cypher and stand here for nothing I see the fault is in my years otherwise Serving-men are not so slighted by Ladies To the Spectator Ladies Polid. Let us withdraw you all Shall suppe with me to night and we 'l design The happy day that shall each couple joyn Cario You that have Mistrisses do not despair To get them be they nere so proud and fair One way or other you have seen it done The Obstinatest Lady may be wone Exeunt omnes FINIS The EPILOGUE Lucora THe obstinate Lady yet is obstinate And careless either of your love or hate She dares continue so Nor will I beg Some friend within to come with his low leg And 's hat in 's hand to woe your praise It is So poor that I had rather hear you hiss Our Poet bad 's be bold For 's Play was good And that t' would take if it was understood And so we are For what 's our fate we must And will endure be 't lawful or unjust Unto your justice we appeal which lies Within your hands Do what you please and rise Cleanth O sister This is likely to spoil all Gentle Spectators also give me leave Ladies and Gentlemen if we have said Ought that hath pleas'd your ears or pastime made Our time we have spent well but if that we Have tedious been and you did sit and see With we ariness our Poet will repent That you this Comedy we did present Y 'ave paid the Actors wel we thank you know it And wish that you would gratifie our Poet He wants no money as the case now stands Yet â—rayes you to be liberal of your hands FINIS Trappolin creduto Principe OR TRAPPOLIN Suppos'd a Prince An Italian TRAGE-COMEDY The scene part of Italy Written by Sir ASTON COKAIN LONDON Printed by WILLIAM GODBID 1658. The Actors names Lavinio The great Duke of Tuskany â—forza The Duke of Milain Horatio Son of the Duke of Savoy Barbarine Machavil Two noble Florentines Mattemores A Spanish Captain Trappolin Suppos'd a Prince Mago A Conjurer Pucannello A Jaylour Bulflesh A Butcher Calfshead A Puritan Barne A Farmer Tiler A poor workman Whip A Coachman A Notary A Guard Officers Attendants Eo Meo and Areo. Divels Hymen Luna Mars Mercury Iupiter Venus Saturn Sol Maskers Isabella Wife to Lavinio Hortentia Wife to Sforza Prudentia Horatio's Mistress Hipolita The Captains Mistress Flametta Trappolines sweetheart Mrs. Fine A Plaintiff The PROLOGUE GAllants be 't known as yet we cannot say To whom you are beholding for this plaâ— But this our Poet hath licens'd us to tell Ingenious Italy hath lik'd it well Yet is it no translation for he nere But twice in Venice did it ever hear There it did take and he doth hope if you Have your old humors it will please here too He swears he hath not spoil'd it and protest We think it good though he doth none ot'h best You often have heard worse it 'h house before And had we made the Prologue wee 'd say more That labour he hath sav'd us cause he wood No partial friend should crie it up for good An excellent new Comedy as you say When you have seen 't he so will judge his plaâ— He is not peremptory like to some Who think that all is best from them doth come Ladies and Gentlemen you that do know To censure rightly as you think so do Our Poet scornes to beg your hands yet saith That at the end if he the favour hath This shall not be his last that he 'l endeavouâ— To gratifie you shortly with another How ere it takes he for your presence sends His thankes by me and hopes we shall parâ— friends Trappolin suppos'd a Prince Actus primus scena prima Enter Trappolin solus MY wench Flametta is a dear rogue the pretty fool dotes on me my Lord Barbarin can do nothing with her his pistols and jewels she cares not for And t is a handsome thing no Pomatum ere toucht her lips or painted her cheeks yet are they cherries and roses I am most happy to be what I am and to have the love of such a one as she Enter Flametta Flam. Good morrow Trappolin how does my Love Trap. First let us kiss and after I will tell For ever thine Flametta Flam. O thanks my dear Enter Barbarino Bar. The villain Trappolin has a handsome wench and which angers me an honest one I have spent many weeks about her but could never do any good she will not neither for love or money and see where they are a talking together Trap. Yonder is my Lord Barbarino My dear Flametta I am your Honours servant this free promise of thine I can never enough thanke thee for at your Lordships command How happily shall we live together in marriage both loving so well and truly Your Honours humble slave Let us kiss
Captain Mat. Thou coward many hundreds Trap. The Gods send them more wit that 's eene all that I can say but I pray you Sir Captain now I think ont'â— perswade my Father and mother sisters and uncles and aunts and all the kin I have to turn souldiers that they may be kil'd quickly and I be their heir I swear Captain you should lose nothing by 't I would give you a good present for 't Mat. Base coward Trap. Good Captain what is the meaning of coward I have often heard that word and would fain know the true meaning of it Mat. A coward is a fellow base as thou One that doth spend his precious time in sloth Cares not what alterations kingdomes have So he at home may welter in his pleasures A fellow that had rather sit all day Drinking tobacco and carousing cups Then die his sword in blood of enemies Trap. VVhy then Captain in faith I am a very coward t is better by half then a souldier I know there is far more pleasure in a glass of good wine and a pipe of true Varines then in bullets whizzing about ones ears and pikes or halberts or what you will abeating out ones teeth Mat. Thou dunghil wretch Trap. Seignior Captain be not angry for I vow I mean earnest I should never digest the souldiery life nor am I sure wood Flametta and the Gods help them that do Matte Thou earthen-minded slave t is pity thou shouldest eat or drink that hast no better thoughts Trap. Not as long as I pay for 't what the Devil have I to do with your souldery Sir Captain give me leave to be of my own mind and a Coward for i 'me sure no wise man but wood say as I do let those follow your wars that are aweary of their lives Matte Thou art as dunghil a minded Rascal as ere I heard in my life I would not for any thing thou wast a Spaniard thou wouldst be a slander to the whole Nation And Villain I tell thee if thou wert one I would kill thee Mattemores would do it and so I leave it Exit Trap. Farewel my Sir Don go hang your self what have I to do with your wars tro for nothing would I venter to fight but Flametta and for her I durst not exceed about it fifty Cuffs or about with a little pair of Cudgels at the most I should never endure to shoot off a Gun not I the very noise of it would make me endanger my Breeches Enter Horatio Brunetto honest Brunetto how dost do be merry man this time will have an end man and till it come be as jovial as thou canst thou wouldst ene a bleâ—â— thy self to a seen how I vext the patience of my Lord Barbarin Horat. You have not sure Trap. Marry but I have and to the purpose too Horat. Then you are undone Trappolin Trap. Why man Horat. The Duke has left him and the Lord Machavil governours till his return Trap. The Devil he has Horat. T is very true Trap. Troth then I am but little better I fear Enter Officers 1. That 's he 2. Lay hold on him Trap. Brunetto I am undâ—n thy Trappolin must to the Jayle pray you my small friends give me leave to speake but one word Remember me to my sugar-candy Flametta 3. Away with him 4. To prison with the saucy Rogue Exeunt Horat. I came to Mantoa to ayde the Duke My Uncle gainst his foes the Florentines Where hearing every man to praise the beauty Of sweet Prudentia the report did win me Being taken in the wars I was not sad Because I was to go where she did live But seeing so many Princes all desirous To marry her I knew the great Duke never Would bestow her on Savoyes second Son And therefore yet I have concealed my self Nor doth she know I am Horatio For want of opportunity I yet Could nere so much as sigh within her hearing Enter Prudentia and Hipolita Hipo. The Lady Isabella by her picture May be supposed to be a matchless fair one Each feature of her face is wondrous good And her fine head of hair 's a curious colour Prud. In her we shall be happy all for she The world reports hath equal to her forme A noble and a vertuous mind Whos 's that Hipo. He is your brothers prisoner called Brunetto That in the wars of Mantoa was took Prud. T is a handsome man Hipo. And thought by all the Court a Gentleman Of good descent but he hath not disclosed His parentage to any Prude Why doth he not Hipol That no man knows yet besides himself Prud. How melancholy he doth seem Hipo. He hath good cause for it Madam Who can be merry in Captivity Pruden T is true A Gentleman of good descent suppos'd I never saw a man of braver Carriage Nor one that pleas'd me better then he doth Aha! Hipo. Why sigh you Madam Prud. To think of fortune perhaps this prisoner Is of a house as good as the Medices Hath lived before the wars of Mantua In all the happiness you could desire And now we see him thus Hipol Methinks I hear him sigh Prud. And so do I. Hipo. He 's gone Exit Horatio Prud. But with how sad a gate Methinks I am not as I was before Hipolita Hip. Madam Prud. Preethee go tune my Lute I have a mind To sing a little I shall forget to play If I so seldome use it Hip. I go Madam Exit Hipolita Prud. I have sent her hence that I might search my heart For sure it is not as it lately was It is so full of thoughts I cannot find The free access into it I had wont What should the reason be what have I don To breed this alteration nothing I Ere I came here I felt my self as free From this strange what it is I cannot tell The place is not bewitched sure nor have I seen ought but this hapless prisoner ' Alas poor Gentleman for in his looks And in his carriage I can guess him such How little to the fates art thou beholding To let thee live a prisoner thus how now What i' st I say talk of Brunetto Oh I am in Love the Gods will have it so Exit Scena tertia Enter Barbarino Machavil Mattemores and Officers leading Trappolin after them Barb. This man Lord Machavil is one of those That doth in Florence nourish vice he is A pander one that if he sees a stranger Straight makes acquaintance with him for what end Your self may guess so he may gain thereby He would betray our daughters lead our sons To Brothels vicious and full of rottenness Trap. I wonder how the Divel he came to know any thing that I did Barb. This writing yesternight was presented to me Here you may see what enormities he is guilty of Trap. His Lordship would shew himself a great hater of bawdery Mach. T is good we did examine him Mat. And there is not such a coward in Tuscany He 's
what you will unto her with her consent I am very sorry I parted you so long I know Lovers would be private though they do nothing but talk therefore I will not hinder you fare you well both my Princely friend and Lady sister Prud. The Gods preserve you Hora. And reward your goodness Exeunt Trap. Thus what the Duke doth I will undo such excuses will serve my turn well enough Enter Barbarino and Macchavil Here are my Lord banishers it seems the Duke hath set them at liberty but in they go again as sure as the cloaks on their backs Bar. May the good angels that attend upon Princes on earth defend your Highness always From every offensive thing Macc. And may you live A long and happy life enlarge your state Excel in fame the first great Duke Trap. Your good wishes I like but credit me my Lord Banishers neither of you Who let you out of prison Bar. He 's mad as ere he was your Highness Sir Trap. You lye Sir Pucchanello come hither quickly Macc. Heavens be merciful we must in again I see He do's and undo's and remembers nothing Enter Pucchanello Trap. Sirra Rogue why did you set these two at liberty Pucc Your Highness did command it Mac. If our Duke must be mad the Gods grant him That which he had the last Trap. You ill-fac'd rascal you lie Pucc Beseech your Highness remember your self it Was at your command Trap. It may be so but I am sure I was drunk then and now I am sober they shall in again therefore take them with you be gone I say Barb. There is no remedy Macc. Good gods pitty Florence Exeunt Trap. Eo Meo and Areo thanks i'faith yet I am suppos'd the Duke Father Conjurer by thy Art I am suppos'd a Prince stick to me still and be my friend Enter Isabella Here is the Dutchess Eo Meo and Areo be true to me and I 'le have a kiss or two at the least Isa Sir you are fortunately met Trap. Who are you Lady Madam Isa Do you not know Sir Trap. I 'de have you tell me Isa I never knew him so before I am your Wife Trap. I 'me glad on 't I promise you come and kiss me then Isa You are wondrous merrily disposed Trap. Madam Dutchess I am something jovial indeed I have been a drinking Montefiascone very hard kiss me again my dear Lady wife Isa He 's drunk Trap. You are a handsome woman I promise you prethee tell me my Lady Dutchess am I a proper handsome fellow Isa Do not jest with me Sir you know you are Him whom above the world I do esteem Trap. Well said my Ladie wife Isa I nere saw him so distempered before Trap. Have you nothing yet in your belly Isa You know I am with child Sir Trap. Faith but I do not for your belly swells not Isa I am full of wonder Trap. Lady wife get you in I am halfe drunk and now am unfit for you but give me a kiss or two before Madam Dutchess fare you wel Isab I had thought he had not been addicted to A vice so loathsome as drunkenness Exit Trap. Yet all happens very well protest the Dutchess is a gallant woman I almost like her as well as Flametta I could lie with her and I woo'd but I am half honest and will not wrong the Duke nor Flametta Why is not my wench as good as she wherein do they differ but onely in clothes Flametta's a woman as right as she and perhaps naked as handsome what good in the night do jewels and fine clothes to a woman when she hath them not on besworn I am very merry Eo Meo and Areo are brave tame Devils and my Father Conjurer an excellent learned fellow Vienca wine and Padua bread Trivigi tripes and a Venice wench in bed Exit singing Actus quinti scena secunda Enter Lavinio YE glorious Plannets that do rightly guide The giddy ships upon the Ocean waves If some of your malignant influences Have rais'd this madness in my subjects heads Let some of your benigne influences Again restore them to their former sences Those Florentines whom all their enemies Could not impeach could not withstand in armes Suffer not you immortal powers divine Thus to be ruin'd by distraction Machavil and Barbarino appear in prison I am astonished O Heavens I know not what to think Puchanello Puchanello let me out the two Lords and send them to me presently I 'le talk unto um here at large Bar. His ill fit 's off Mac. The goods be praised Lav. I do not think that since the infancy And first creation of the world a madness Pestiferous and equal unto this Was ever known good Heavens reveal and soon The cause that I may do my best to help it Enter Barbarino Machavil and Puchanello Mac. Long may this fit continue Barb. If it hold alwaies sure he 's in 's wits agen Lav. I wonder Lords and justly that you whom I have known to have the noblest judgements should thus become distracted you in your fits of frenzie run to prison of your selves And think I sent you Bar. Most royal Sir we grieve to see these daies You did command us thither Lav. I Mac. Your Highness self Lav. You are both deceiv'd to do such idle errours And lay the blame on me doth more amaze me Puchanello how came these in prison Puc So please your Highness you were angry with them And did commit them Lav. I commit them That thou art mad is not so great a wonder I tell you both with sorrow witness heaven You are strangely bereav'd of your reason Well go ye in and pray unto the Gods That they hereafter would be kind unto you And keep you from relapse Mac. Heavens bless your Highness Bar. And be unto you a perpetual guard Exeunt Lav. Famine plague war the ruinous instruments Wherewith the incensed dieties do punish Weak mankind for misdeeds had they all fallen Upon this city it had been a thing To be lamented but not wondred at Enter Isabella O my dear Isabella I have brought thee From Milain flourishing in all delights Into a city full of men distracted Isab He is not sober yet Go in and sleep Sir You do not well thus to bewray your weakness Unto the publick view Lav. My wife and all O heavens Isa What say you Sir Lav. My Isabella thou hast cause to curse me For bringing thee into a place infected The aire is sure pestiferous and I wonder Now how I have escaped Isab Good Sir I pray you sleep Lav. Wherefore my Isabella Isab Why you have drunk too much Lav. Madness unmatch'd Dear Isabella withdraw thy self into Thy chamber I will presently come to thee There we will pray unto the angry Gods That they would from 's remove this heavy ill Isab I will obey you Sir to get you home Good Gods nere let him thus offend again Exit Lav. What have I done so much offensive
should not your indignation move The Gods will give us leave their Heaven to love He lives unto Report and so shall I If slain demonstrate your great Cruelty You are my Empress under your fair hand Send me what Destiny you will command My Fate is what you please to have it I Live by your kindness or your coyness dye 4. Lady in your applause verse goes As slow and dull as heavy prose And your known worthes would you submit Your self a subject unto Wit Would blunt invention and ore'come With strong Amaze make Poets dumbe By what means then shall I declare My thoughts at height or what you are A world of Paper would but be My love in an Epitome Fair Lady therefore do not look For my affection in a book Search my life through and if you find Not what I can do be unkind 5. Petrarch for the neat Sonnets he did frame In Laura's praise obtain'd a Poets Name I of my Mistress write in verse and show it And yet I do profess I am no Poet. They feign but I speak truth what they invent Out of long study for a Complement In me is earnest Those rich words that they Enforce upon some beauties I can lay With reverence on you whom I adore And Times to come may as a Saint implore Then unto all may you propitious be I wish to heaven you now were so to me Believe because these are unsmooth my wit Dul'd with amazement and my hand unfit To hold a pen so steddy as to write Lest some Offence should frustrate my delight Your Beauty is my wonder That you should Prove merciless my fear but my most bold And happiest earthly wish is That you may With kindness save whom else your beauties slay 6. Lady I love and if you can Believe there is a faith in man No one can think a Mistress fitter Nor any love a Mistris better When I do look on you I scorn The rosie blushes of the morn When I do hear you speak I know No musick can so sweetly go When I at first your lips did touch I thought Jove never met with such I tasted Odours in your breath Able to win a Soul from death All things that have been by you smell So fragrant after and so well That Flora may be banished And you elected in her stead My sences being yours make all My future days one Festival And comfort me who now am sad Least losing Senses I grow mad 7. Now after tedious weeks of being mute The Mistress of my life I do salute As it is in your power to make each line Of Poesie I write to you divine For if you kindly smile on them you give Ability enough to make them live So is it in your power if you would please To speak those words to raise me unto ease For unto me Enceladus doth lye In flakes of Snow and I in Fiers dye Do not believe I counterfeit who think Verses in your praise would transcolour Inke And your Glass an Elizium where one may Behold your Shadow ere your dying day And that reflection I had rather view Then all the beauties in the world but you Had I your Picture reasonably wrought No Lady like it should command my thought Pigmalion-like I would adore't until You did prove kind or me my griefes did kill Think not I do dissemble For who can Look on your face unmov'd that is a man Who ist'hath heard your voice but he will say Your Tongue can charm all hearers to obey And who hath touch'd your lips but like unto A Lethe-drinker forgets all save you But I am extasied you are above My best expressions though I am in love 8. When I look on your Ribband-knots I find That my rash gazing eies have thral'd my mind For they become you so exceeding well That they have tide my toung I cannot tell When I perceive the wanton Windes to play With your unequal'd hair amaz'd I stay And bless their happiness that they can move Those amorous tresses and not fall in love When you into Hide Parke do go all there To follow the race-riders do forbear And all of them unanimously approch And as if waiters do attend your Coach That your fair eys may shine on them whose light Doth set their hearts on fier at the sight And force vows from them that for your dear sake Of greatest toils they greatest joys would make But what do I do then I nothing can Your beauties make a Statue of a Man I cannot look and talke to you like some Lady your matchless Beauties strike me dumbe But when I am retired and alone My resolutions then do yeild to none Regard reward my earnest love and so Raise me to heights of joy from depths of wo. 9. Lady from Cornwall unto you I writ But my hard Fates kept you from seeing it How glad had I been if that you had known That there I was yours much more then mine own Each wind that blew I lov'd because I thought The sound thereof might to your ears be brought Each Showre that came I wish'd of gold and that Jove-like I fell into my Danae's lap Each star I saw put me in minde of thee But th' art too fair a little star to be I went to Sea and when I there was come I thought of him that to his Hero swom And wish't so you did love as she did him That like Leander I to you might swim But now I am return'd again be you As kind to me as you have found me true 10. Awake my Muse put on thy best attire To sing her Beauty and my raging fire Make all the world know since she will not know That she is much to blame to use me so Sweet cruel fair one unto all of these You may reply causes of my unease For you are sweet as flowry May's west wind Why should so sweet a Creature be unkinde And you are fair and fair and sweet must be The reason I endure your Cruelty Each Statue I see makes me my Case thus mone It hath a Body you an heart of stone I fain would die but thinking I must come To be a wanderer in Elizium I do destroy that infant-thought for there No Soul 's so pure as is your body here Each night my troubled thoughts keep sleep away That time 's to me as busie as the day But you that are with never a care opprest Enamour the night Deities in your rest Old Somnus fears his wand may do some ill And therefore charms your eies with kisses still O that I knew the way whereby to move My sweet and cruel fair One unto love Will sighing do it O you Gods of wind Lend me your breathes that I may sigh her kind Will tears prevail O that my eies would then Melt out themselves into an Ocean Or may Entreaties win upon her sense Assist me all you Powers of eloquence Pity my miseries which are grown so high That
and nights Between her lovers Armes in soft delights But with so cunning Carriage to enjoy This momentary false felicity As to deceive the curious world that for't She every where may have a fair report And that when she enters the Grave's descent Honour may fix upon her Monument 31. Of Mary a Chambermaid Mary a Chambermaid a brown-eyde Lass Complain'd that she all day in labour was I laugh'd at her simplicity and said Surely at Night then you 'l be brought to bed 32. Of Katherine a Kitchen-wench Katherine a Kitchen-wench merrily said That lame men were the best to please a maid I ask'd her why She wittily repli'd They that have Legs defective love to ride 33. Of the Infamie of his Mistress Tibull Lib. 4. Rumor ait crebro nostram peccare puellam Nunc ego me surdis auribus esse velim Crimina non haeâ— sunt nostro sine ficta dolore Quid miserum torques Rumor acerbe tace Of falshood Fame my Mistress doth accuse Would I were deaf and could not hear the newes This is not forged without my unease Why dost thou vex me cruel Rumour peace 34. To Apollo Ausonius Gallus Pone arcum Paean celeresque reconde sagittas Non te virgo fugit sed tua tela timet Phoebus thy Bow and Arrows hide for she Thy weapons feats but doth not fly from thee 35. To my Cousin Mr. Charles Cotton Pardon my boldness Cousin that defames Your name among my trivial Epigrams Yet I before have sometimes us'd you thus For in my Eclogues you are Tityrus 36. Of Chaucer Our good old Chaucer some despise and why Because say they he writeth barbarously Blame him not Ignorants but your selves that do Not at these years your native language know 37. Of Edmond Spencer Our Spencer was a Prodigie of wit Who hath the Fairy Queen so stately writ Yield Grecian Poets to his Nobler Style And ancient Rome submit unto our I 'le You modern wits of all the four-fold earth worth Whom Princes have made Laureates for your Give our great Spencer place who hath out-song Phoebus himself with all his Learned Throng 38. To my Noble Cousin Colonel Ralph Sneyde When the last spring I came to Keel and found Old Hospitality on English Ground I wonder'd and Great Sydney did prefer My Sneyde superiour to thy Kalander All things are neat and Jovial Plenty keepes Continual Festivals by years not weekes He good decai'd House-keeping doth revive And doth preserve our English Fame alive So liv'd our worthy Ancestours and so May you till you the oldest Man may grow Within the Land and ripe for heaven go hence Bemon'd as far as known Poets th' expence Of time and paper both may save that day The Poor your lasting'st epitaph will say 39. Of Farmo Farmo one afternoon was drunk extreamly Wherein he curs'd and swore ly'd not meanly One ask'd him whence when he had 's wits again So many vices did proceed so vain Marry quoth he as I do truly think They came not from my heart but from my drink 40. Of Ovids Banishment The secret cause of Ovids sad mischance Was seeing or being seen in dalliance They that dare act that vice should choose their time And not add scandal also to the crime 41. To Mr. Thomas Bancroft Sir in your Epigrams you did me grace T' allow me 'mong your many Friends a Place T' express my gratitude if Time will be After my death so courteous to me As to vouchsafe some few years to my name Freely enjoy with me my utmost Fame 42. To the Lady Elizabeth Darcy my Cousin German Madam the greatest Ladies of past Times Kind Influences upon Poets rhimes Have from their gracious eyes bestow'd and made Them Heaven with their Inventions to invade As the Pelignan Poet honour'd by The supreme Princess of sweet Italy Who singing her under Corinna's Name Fill'd the whole Roman Empire with her Fame Which having spread from his immortal verse Is now renown'd through all the Universe And Madam you will do your self no wrong T' encourage a good Poet in his Song And to your mercy you no Injury do If you forgive this toy I 've sent to you 43. To my worthy Friend Colonel Edward Stamford Great-soul'd Achilles was a noble Friend Hector for valour every where renown'd Thousands the bounteous Caesar did commend Antonius the best natur'd man was found What need I search for more in Rome or Greece You in you have the vertues of all these 44. To my Cousin German Mrs. Cordelia Harryes When as in Cornwall at Powlmaggon I Enjoy'd that sweet retired Companie Methought that house afforded all the bliss Poets can feign there in Elysium is My Lord and Lady blest in wedlock led Their dayes in as much quiet as in bed They spent their Nights fit couple t' entertain Hermes and Jove walk't they on earth again And their House to be made a Temple where Concor'd and peace triumphed all the year But old Philemon and his reverened wife Led a most poor though a contented Life My Lord Mohun liv'd in a plenteous wise Able to feast the wandring Deities You and your Sisters Graces seem'd to grace Your Parents firm Affection and the Place So live the blest and best and so may I While you a more transcendent Life enjoy 45. To Lydia You boast that you are beautiful and wear A several rich Gown every week i' th' year That every day new Servants you do win But yet no vertue have to glory in One of less beauty and less bravery and Servantless sooner should my heart command Beauty will fade and ruines leave behind Give me the lasting beauty of the mind Servants and clothes are the Enammel oft Of bodies too luxurious and soft Leave vaunting Lydia therefore till you can Speak one true vertue and I 'le hear you then 46. Of a Room in an Ale-house that we call the Apollo This Room with Mirth and jests we hallow Unto the Deity of Apollo And although here we do want Wine To consecrate before his Shrine To absent Friends we do prevail In plenteous Pots of mighty Ale Such as it seemes great Dis did love Who Ceres daughter from above Did steal such drink as will constrain Ceas'd Oracles to speak again And noble Spirits will infuse Into the poor'st and humblest Muse And Men in all the humours dress Of Ovids Metamorphosis An Ant by drinking this is grown To be a lusty Mirmydon The rustick Numa it will bring From Plow and make him Rome's great King Desire in coldest bosomes move Quickning Pygmalion's marble Love Against Troy's Conquerours combine And turn the victours into Swine Then welcome all that hate the Folly Of Solitary Melancholy Love mirth and jests and mean to hallow This Room unto the great Apollo 47. Of Delia. Talking with Delia I did perceive A natural Perfume in her fragrant breath And could not choose but gather many a kiss From her sweet lips Portcullisies of bliss Like a Chamelion I could
vain To get repute by following that strain When I bethink me that great Johnson he Who all the ancient wit of Italy And learned Greece by his industrious Pen Transplanted hath for his own Countreymen And made our English tongue so swell that now We scarce an equal unto it allow Writ Epigrams I tremble and instead Of praise beseech a pardon when I 'm read 61. To my honoured kinsman Mr. Henry Kendal the younger Your Grand-Mother was hospitable did Invite me often to her house and bid Me hearty welcome And I hope to prove The like effects hereafter of your love Poets of old were Prophets held and I For once will venture on a Prophesy You shall at Smithsby flourish gain the Hearts Of all your Countrey by your worthy Parts 62. To Maides Soft Virgins you whose tender hearts are prone To yield unto your own destruction Resist all vicious flames and you will find The Glories of an undefiled mind Preserve your bodies as a Magazin That doth contain the richest Treasure in For Diamonds Pearls and Stones of highest price Heaven lov'd virginity mainly out-vies Patavine Chastity enjoying more Content then Acts of a Suburran Whore 'T is mean to yield submission unto Sense When virtue hopes so great a Recompence 63. To the truly Noble Sir Arthur Gorges Those worthy Romans that scorn'd humble things Created and obliged after-Kings Amidst their thoughts of highest honour ne're Conceiv'd Imaginations 'bove your sphere The Babylonian Euphrates may For ever run and Tybris never stay The plenteous Rhine continually speed on And Danubie each to it's Ocean And not out-go your fair and high repute Which doth amaze the world and strikes me mute 94. To Sir Andrew Knyveton my wives brother Wonder not why among so many of My Epigrams I do not oftner scoff And taunt of men observing when they halt And tax them smartly after for their fault I know that Epigrams should either be Satyres reduc'd to an Epitome Or els in choicest Language should invite Being what you please the Readers with delight Troth I in scoffes but little do prevail Which is the cause that I no oftner rail And have for Eloquence but what you see And therefore all my friends must pardon me 65. To my Cousins Germans Mr. Cromwell Mr. Byron Mr. Ratcliff and M. Alexander Stanhope The worlds four Parts and all the various Seas And Rivers that embrace them thousand wayes Perfect the Globe terrestrial set it fix't Equal the circumvolving Heaven betwixt So you four joyning in a Sympathie Of an unmach'd fraternal Amitie Sought to for noble Soules by all that can Under and Honour or a Generous man Are courted on all sides and truly do Love them reciprocally that love you So that your friends and you do justly stand The Centre of fair Friendship in the Land 66. To my Cousin Mr. Charles Cotton the younger In how few years have you rais'd up an high Column of Learning by your Industry More glorious then those Pyramids that Old Canopus view'd or Cair doth yet behold Your noble Father that for able Parts Hath won an high Opinion in all hearts May like the elder Scaliger look down With admiration on his worthy Son Proceed fair plant of Ex'lencies and grow So high to shadow all that are below 67. To my honest Kinsman Sir John Reppington I pray you Sir impale your Woods that we In them the hunting of the Buck may see By which good deed you will be sure to please grounds The Naiades and Hamadryades Honouring the woods and brooks that grace those And raise a stately Eccho by your Houndes T' invite Diana to your Groves that she A partner in your rural sports may be Or peirce the beauteous Goddess Venus ear And bring her down from her celestial sphere To be spectatress of your game brought thence To guard some young Adonis from Offence By making you a park all this is done A pleasant Grace unto your Amington 68. To my Brother in Law Colonel Will. Nevil The old luxurious Romans vaunts did make Of gustful Oysters took in Lucrine Lake Your Essex better hath and such perchance As tempted Caesar first to pass from France How did those ancient Worthies captive all The humbled world unto their Capitol Yet from it's highest Towers could not survey So rich a Countrey as from Holt you may The noble Brutus vertuous Portia Luckless Antonius chast Octavia Soul-fix'd Paulina to her murther'd Lord The learned Seneca such worthes afford As have astonish'd Ages yet your best Of wives may justly with them all contest You then enjoying a full Fortune and The delicacies may eat of Sea and land Your dayes spend at a house of so fair site And with a so deserving wife each night Consider since that you possess all this If y' are not happy who the Devil is 69. An Epitaph on a Penitent Bawde Here lies a good woman to speak but the truth Who liv'd by her Tail all the days of her youth And when she was old and none could endure her Stuck still to the Flesh and became a Procurer Yet was at her death so full of Remorses That she cri'd a peccavi for all her lewd courses 70. An Epitaph on an old Bawde Here lies an old Bawde whom the grave should have gotten Fourty years since for then she was rotten Now here she doth lie for all People to piss on For fear of Doomes-day in a stinking Condition But enough of this business for well we may think The more we stir in it the more it will stink 71. To my Cousin Mr. William Milward Whil'st you at Chilcote live and I at Pooley Let 's every Week meet one another duly Talk of our long Acquaintance and the strange Things that have hapned since this mighty change And drink a Glass of honest Countrey-Ale To all our absent Friends at every Tale. 72. Don Quixot Quarta parte Cap. 33. Es de vidrio la Muger Pero no se ha de provar Si se puede O no quebrar Porque to do podria ser Y es mas facil el quebrar se Y no es cordura ponerse A peligro de romperse Lo que no puede soldar se Yen esto opinion esten Tados yen r'azon la fundo Que si ay Danaes en el mundo Ay pluvias de Oro tambien Englished Of Women A Woman is of Glass or weaker And should not be put to the proof Or if she be not as to break her Which is a thing facile enough Glass is crack'd with an easie stroke And it no wisdom is to put That within danger to be broke Which never can be solder'd up All men of an Opinion are And it upon this reason ground That if there any Danaes were Gold Showers also would be found 73. Of a Servant-Maid A servant maid in Winter washing clothes Upon the banks where pleasant Arnus flowes A passenger espi'd her and did say I wish sweet heart you had a warmer day She look'd upon him
her suitors have and servants been And they that wooe her now great Nobles are How can I therefore think that she will dain To look on me I fear I love in vain 2. Unto the Beauty which I do so desire I will make hast to see how fair she is And though I find my betters wooers by her I will be bold and all my thoughts express Which when I have done will she therefore dain To pity me I fear I love in vain 3. I le tell her that her hairs are golden Twines Able t' enamour all the Deities And that her eyes are two celestial signes More glorious then the twelve within the skies When I have told her this will she then dain To love me too I fear I love in vain 4. If when that I have said what I can say And made what Protestations I can make She will be proud and coy and say me Nay Though nere so fair my heart from her I le take I will not subject be to her disdain The world shall never say I love in vain The eighteenth song Of women 1. I wonder why by foul-mouth'd men Women so slander'd be Since it so easily doth appear Th' are better far then we 2. Why are the Graces every one Pictur'd as women be If not to shew that they in Grace Do more excell then we 3. Why are the liberal Sciences Pictur'd as women be But t' show if they would study them They 'd more excell then we 4. And yet the Senses every one As men should pictur'd be To make it known that women are Less sensual then we 5. Why are the virtues every one Pictur'd as women be If not to shew that they in them Do more excell then we 6. Since women are so full of worth Let them all praised be For commendations they deserve In ampler wise then we The nineteenth Song You are too proud to love and are too kind To hate what therefore is your mind Think you none worthy of you ' cause you know That you should be admired so And will you not hate ' cause you would Not be a maid when you are old 2. Though nature hath been liberal in your parts And you for jewels do wear hearts If you your self do onely like and love You in a wrong sphere for you move As you were made to love beside So you were made to be enjoy'd The twentieth Song A Ballad of Darbyshire 1. Dear Polyhymnie be Auspicious unto me That I may spread abroad Our Shires worth in an ode Merrily chanting They that our Hills do blame Have no cause for the same Seeing the Muses lye Upon Parnassus high Where no joy's wanting 2. Upon Olympus Hill Hebe Heavens cup doth fill And Iove of Candy Isle Doth the Gods reconcile When they do wrangle In France at Agincourt Where we fought in such sort Behind an hill we did Make our Archers lye hid Foes to entangle 3. The long commanding Rome And old Byzantium Lisbon in Portugal Are situated all Upon Hills strongly All therefore that protest Hilly ground 's not the best Are of their wits bereav'd And all of them deceiv'd And censure wrongly 4. The Peer of England known Darby's Earldom to own Is honour'd by the style Of King of Mona's Isle Hereditary Why hath Orantus found A Channel under ground VVhere t'lye hid but for shame VVhen it hears Darwins name VVhich Fame doth carry 5. VVhy do the Nymphs believe Of Nile it down Rocks drive Unless it be for fear Trents glory should go near To overgo them The Spaw Luick Land hath And Sommerset the Bath Burtons dear County be As famous unto thee As they unto them 6. For King Mausolus Tomb Lango's known by each Groom And the Campanian Lake Doth very famous make Italies confines The walls of burned stone Eternize Babylon And the large Devils vault Doth Darbyshire exalt VVherein no sun shines 7. The Pike to Tennariff An high repute doth give And the Coloss of brass VVhere under ships did pass Made Rhodes aspire Tunbridge makes Kent renown'd And Epsome Surryes Ground Pools-hole and St. Annes VVell Makes Darbyshire excell Many a shire 9. Here on an Hills side steep Is Elden hole so deep That no man living knowes How far it hollow goes Worthy the knowing Here also is a Well Whose Waters do excell All waters thereabout Both being in and out Ebbing and flowing 9. Here 's Lead whereof is made Bullets for to invade Them whose pride doth prevail So far as to assail Our Brittish borders Our Lead so much may do That it may win Peru And if we chance to meet A Spanish silver Fleet Commit great murthers 10. Diana's Fane to us Extolleth Ephesus The Sand-hil and deaf stone Do Darbyshire renown Worth Admiration Windsor Berks doth commend And Essex Audley-end We of our Chatsworth boast A Glory to our coast And the whole Nation 11. Spain doth vaunt of it's Sack And France of Claret crack Of Rhenish Germany And of thy Ale speak free My gallant County Now I have made an end I wish you to commend Either the Authors wit Or me for singing it Out of your bounty Song 21. 1. Ah me I have sinned so That the thought of it is my woe That my eyes To the skyes Nor my prayer Neither dare I to lift but here mourn below What therefore had I best here to sit And lament for my faults in unfit Sorrow no Who doth so Spends his fears And his tears All in vain any mercy to get 2. My soul mount thou then aloft And beseech him tha 'st angred so oft He easily can Pardon man Being inclin'd To be kind With real contrition and soft What though my many foul transgressions do Exceed all the stars in our view Do overcome Motes it 'h Sun And surpass Blades of grass His merits do exceed all these too 3. His mercies exceed all these And all sins wherewith men him displease Every sigh He did give Every wound That is found On his body could a world release And therefore for shame if not for love Yet love is all fear and shame above Let us shun Hell and run In heavens way Whiles t' is day For from thence is no sad remove FINIS THE OBSTINATE LADY A COMEDY Written by ASTON COKAIN LONDON Printed by WILLIAM GODBID 1658. Dramatis Personae Polidacre An old Lord. Philander His son Carionil A young Lord. The counterfeit Negro and cal'd Tucapelo Falorus His friend Lorece A phantastick gallant His brother Phyginois Cal'd Draculemion Iaques An old simple daughter of Vandonae's Servants Maskers Rosinda Polidare his wife cal'd Tandorix Lucora The obstinate Lady her daughter Cleanthe Her sister cal'd Anclethe Vandona A young rich widow Antiphila A fine young Lady Nentis Lucora's Woman Vandone's sister The Prologue BRave crown of Gallants welcome May this place Meet expectation you afford us grace We joy that such a multitude divine Of Planets in our little Spheres do shine And that besides our Horizon is
a fair pair of heels and be gone Lor. Well then spend this for me Phy. Y' are Sir the best part of a moralist you are most liberal Lor. Come Iaques Iaq. I follow you Sir farewell goodman Draculemyon Phy. The Gods bless me there 's a name Exeunt Proceed Phyginois and be fortunate This project will furnish me with mony to cloth me Both fashionably and rich enough and then I dare assail my Nentis with some confidence Politick Lovers seldom miss Smile heaven upon my plot that there may be A crowned Period to my policy Exit Scena Secunda Enter Polidacre and Falorus Pol. HOw do you like Lucora Fal. She 's a Lady above my thoughts much more my tongue Pol. Could not you wish her yours I have a desire to make her so Fal. Ambrosia Hebe's Cates are for the Gods Princes she doth deserve to wooe her love Pol. You undervalue her my Lord The best is not too good for him that gets her Your breeding has been worthy your descent I 've known you from your Infancy and am Desirous to make you mine Fal. He enforceth me to an acceptance I must temporize with him Most worthy Polidacre I cannot attain to a greater happiness on earth then to bear the name of your Son in law Pol. I thank thee my Falorus I le go presently get my daughters consent As you shall not want beauty with her so you shall not money I le take my leave Fal. I am your most humble servant my Lord. Exit Pol. VVhat envious Star when I was born divin'd This adverse Fate who having such a beauty Profer'd him would refuse it The pin'd man VVhom Poets phantasies have plac'd in Hell VVith fruit before him had not such a cross The true regard I bear unto my friend The brave Carionil must not be slighted The sacred truth of friendship ever shoo'd By force enfeeble all rebellious blood Enter Carionil VVell met my dear Carionil Car. I am happy in your company y' are my hearts best treasury Falorus Enter Lucora and Nentis But give me leave my friend Fal. O! I see the cause your Mistris Car. Retire ye Clouds and weep out showers of woe Because ye may no longer stand and gaze On her for whom the heavens their circuits go That they may see and wonder at her face Dear Falorus withdraw your self awhile Fal. The Gods assist your suit Car. Thanks worthy friend He withdraws Hail natures most perfect work and the continual Idea of my admiring Soul for whom if it be your will I must dye and by whom if it is your pleasure I shall live live in an unspeakable felicity by enjoying you who shall dye happily for wanting you and I cannot live in such a penury Nen. VVoo'd I had such a servant I should not serve him scurvily Car. Honour your poor adorer Lady with a gracious look of your beloved eyes and my misery for you both with commiseration and remedy Luco My Lord if you presume upon a womans Feign'd carriage to her wooers leave it now For if you 'l give me leave I 'le call to witness Every particular Deity we adore That I will never have a husband and For your saying you must dye for me I hold it A common Complement of idle Lovers And wish you so much happiness that you May live well without me Cario O be not so unmerciful Let not that tongue erre into virulent words VVhich could have cal'd Euridice from Hell Had your most excellent mother fairest Lady Inexorable been you had not been Nor Crimson Roses ever spread upon Your lovely cheeks nor had the world discover'd Two Planets more hath nature liberally Heaped the rarest perfections she could give Mortality upon you to no end No surely not can I believe that she Ment to enclose a mind infractible Within a body so powerful to subdue As you even your dear self was daughter to A beauteous mother so you also should Indebt the world unto you by your issue Be not so cruel therefore dear Lucora Let not your tongue degenerate from your form Luco Sir you have heard me speak what I intend Car. Be not a Tygres Lady Luc. Any thing but a wife Sir I must leave you and leave you this humour The Court hath many Ladies take your choice Nentis Nen. Mad am Luc. Come my Lord take my counsel Nen. I could use him kindlyer Car. What say you Lady Nen. Nothing my Lord. Exeunt Luco Nent Car. Doth a fair face presage a cruel heart I' st not a meer full contrary in Nature That the softest body should be hard'st to win Nature is grown decrepit and all things Sublunary erre against her rule of order Stir not then thou glorious Fabrick of the heavens And periodize the Musick of the spheres Thou ever yet fast fixed Globe of earth Whirl round in a perpetual Motion Ye Stars and Moon that beautifie the night Change rule with clear Hyperion and so cast Succeeding time into another mould Then with thy powerful beams Apollo draw The Ocean into clouds and drown the world So there a new creation may befall And this life be a life celestial Enter Falorus O all my happiness on earth my true Falorus Lucoraes beauty triumphs in my breast And shortly will destroy me There 's no beast That haunts the vastest Affrican wilderness Of such a merciless constitution She 'l never marry man Fal. She will Carionil Her father would have her and she has not so much evil to contradict his will where then can she make such a choice as you that in a duel your Grandfather did kill hers y'v e heard her oft protest she valued not Car. Does he desire it or does your love flatter me into a little possibility of obtaining her Alas if she could like me her father would very difficultly consent He loves not my family Fal. Polidacre could not hinder you were she willing But friend her father means to marry her His own lips offer'd her to me Car. O ye just heavenly powers then I am lost Sunk into misery beneath a spark Of this lives happiness Falorus you shall not have her Fal. I would not wrong my noble friend so much Car. A puff of wind and gone For her who would not Do all mankind an injury and out-act In horrid deeds all those that ere profess'd Licentious Atheisme unsheath your sword I will not take that life basely away Which next unto Lucoraes I esteem Yet stay Fal. He 's frantick withdraw this frensie O ye Gods Car. You are my friend Fal. I have been so accounted by you Car. Let me consult it out shall one word Na which is less one sillable friend extract Out of me all the interest that I Have to Lucora by affecting her But this is a safe medium a true friend Exceeds all words and syllables at height A man may nay he should poize equally His love and part unto his friend the justice of it Which is the full half
what one another will Fal. This favours frantickly Cle. Deprive him not of reason but exalt Him to himself O heavens Ah me Car. T is true The sea is alwaies full of water The Lands do relieve it and yet has no cause For lamentation but wofull man Hath but a few indeed a very few Salt tears to mollifie the burthenous draught Of misery which his malignant Stars Compell him to endure What his Mistris venome obstinacy not possible T is unsufferable above our frail carriage Fal. The word friend waies all titles of honour down And therefore not by them but that I beseech you Not to neglect your self I 've lately known The time when death almost inevitable Could not unfix your thoughts This cause is weaker Car. How Fal. Believe me friend Car. Believe you I would believe thee friend Didst thou affirm absurdest contraries That the Sun was extinguished and the bright Moon was blown out and all the Stars were faln And nature yet harmonious disordered Into another Chaos I would believe you For rather then you should pronounce a falshood Things that are not would be Fal. Alas you are distempered I grieve to see you so for so poor a cause Car. It is a weighty one and if the brave Fam'd off-spring of Alcmena had endur'd it He had enlarg'd his labours to thirteen And been another wonder to the world But noblest friend you know the History How he the knotty club did lay aside Put off the rough Nemaean skin and don'd Maidens apparrel for the love he bore To ruin'd Picus daughter young Iole Fal. But he nere offer'd violence to himself Cle. He did not Sir be counsel'd by your friend Do my good Lord. Car. He had not cause she did return him love And except in this case I would suffer Beyond expression from another hand Without a thought to use my own But you May say I 'me passionate t is right I am so I know 't and you cannot expect less from me Were I as free from love as you have known me You should not taxe me with that fault although Unstable fortune made an Irus of me But you may call this boasting Fal. Far be it from me t is a perfect truth Cle. Ah Alas Car. Leave sighing boy prethee Fal. Come You shall be temperate again my friend And have fair likelyhood to obtain your Lady Car. Impossible Fal. I 've form'd the plot already you must be draw near Car. How a Negro an Ethiopian t' is frivolous She is too obdurate most obstinate Fal. Hath she not refused the bravest and handsomest gentlemen of this kingdome You cannot deny it Be therefore counselled She that cannot love a man of a better complexion On one of them may settle her affection Car. I have some hope again you shall stay with my friend refuse it not I prethee For many conveniences it is necessary I every day shall see thee and shortly will take thee agen Cle. My Lord I beseech you Car. Nay my Anclethe let me not use words As thou dost love me deny me not Cle. Sir I am charm'd and will obey you Fal. Come le ts walk and I 'le instruct you fully Exeunt Omnes Scena secunda Enter Iaques solus drunk THis London wine is a parlous liquor t will turn you a mans head so long round that at last 't will set it where his heeles should be another glass on t had prov'd me a reeler a cotqueane which I was never brought up to I learnt a song of my old graâ—am many a good ballad she would have sung me by the fire side ore a black pot but your city wine is a more stinging liquor She left me a very fair cow but a villanous thief stole me her foul cheeve him for it and escap'd I know not whither but all 's won much good do him with it my Ladies Worships service is better then a team of oxen But the song must not be forgot 1. All that about me sit Laugh at my pleasant wit And neither cough nor spit Till I have done a. For I will sing a song That fitly shall be long To a cow and not wrong Mount Helicona 2. Don Quixots Rosinant And Sancho's asse errant And Bankes his horse do want What she may brag of They would ones breech much gall And give one many a fall Sufficient therewithal To break ones crag off 3. That Jove did love a steed I yet did never reed But by all t is agreed Io he loved No beast upon the field Doth man more profit yield Whither alive or kild As may be proved Well I 'le to my chamber and sleep awhile otherwise I' st ha a foule deal of do to keep me on my legs this afternoon Enter Lorece Iaques is now a very Barnabey Lore Iaques so ho my boy Exit Iaques His maâ—ch is extraordinary sure the rogue 's drunk He 's so very deaf The report is that Doctor Aristotle cast himself into the sea because he could not with all his rambling Philosophy find out the natural cause of the ebbing and flowing of it but had his good scholarship been troubled with my Mistris he might a jolted out his brains against a rock for his dulness in inventing a method of wooing to win her Ladiship withal I here will sit and muse Sits in a private place Enter Vandona and Iaques Iaq. Indeed Madam I will be very serviceable unto you if now and then you will suffer me to be blith and full of merry moods Van. Iaques where ha you been Ia. At the spigget Is it not a very rainy wet day Van. Thou art well washed within Iaq. T is a very dark day the sun shines clear tho Van. T' hast a light head Iaques Iaq. And yet I cannot bear 't stedfast on my shoulders wine's monstrous strong Let me see who am I Van. Th' art a fool Iaq. The play 's the better for 't Van. Y' are a drunken coxcomb go Iaq. Thou captive Greek I am a Beglerbeg Van. Thou woot be a beggar and thou leav'st not thy drinking Iaq. Thou me Roxalana am not I the great Sultan Van. A booby Iaq. You shew your breeding to upbraid the Majesty of the Grand Signior Van. Peace no more fooling Iaq. You are drunk with north countrey Balderdash you keep no wine water your kitlings with beer nothing but wine shall be drunk in my court Van. I shall be troubled with him else Embassadors wait your return at your Palace Iaq. We will withdraw send the Bashaes after me they shall present me wine Exit Lorece discloseth himself Van. Is he here I shall be courted certainly and perhaps shall yield Lore Most welcome happiest Genius of my life Dearest Vandona let your lilly hand Enrich my lips Van. Y' are very complemental servant Lore Mistris faith I love you as for millions of causes So also for a natural demeanour It showes you are no of-spring of the City Van. You would marry none servant Lore No six
with you detain'd me not I should be griev'd that my joy for so great A fortune did not stupifie my senses And cast me into an eternal sleep Where is Anclethe he is much to blame In not attending you Cle. Whom speak you of dear Sir Car. My boy Cle. I do not know a boy of that name truly Nor I think is there Car. You do amaze me Cle. You may believe me Sir for I am he Car. Wonders in Riddles Cle. I am your Page Anclethe and sister to Lucora who for love attended you Disguis'd because I found for the great enmity Between our families my father never Would give me where I would bestow my self Car. Your Nurse did steal you when you was a child Cle. Most true This gentleman her son my friend Occasioned my escape by giving me A knowledge of my birth His true relation Can vindicate me from suspicion Car. I need it not Were you not she as I believe you are And mean of birth I should account my self A gainer by you Sir you have done that Hath plac'd you in my heart among those friends For whose sakes I my life will sacrifice Phi. My Lord you do indebt me to your service In your acquaintance I shall be most honour'd Cle. Sir if you please he will relate my Story Car. By no means keep it for your father when You do disclose your self But can you pardon Those incivilities I did commit When you was Anclethe Cle. Wrong not your self you did make more of me Then I deserv'd or could Car. But why my sweet Cleanthe would you not Let me know who you was before Cle. Dear Sir I saw how violent you was In your affection to my careless sister And had no hope you would leave her for me And if you did obtain her meant to do What my disastrous fate should prompt me to Car. Sweetest of all your sex Cle. But if you never got her and orecame Her obstinacy to declare my self If not but Love had triumph'd in your fall I 'de not have liv'd to see your Funeral Car. The Gods requite this goodness and make me worthy Of you my dear Cleanthe I contract My self upon your lips which we will perfect Ere you own publikely your Father for The enmity will make him charge you otherwise Cle. I pray you let us Car. A thousand thanks come shall we walk fair Mistress Cle. Conclusions fair the fates to them do give Who constant in their loves and faithful live Enter Falorus Car. Stay dear Cleanthe here is my friend he shall Partake my joy well met my best Falorus Fal. It seems you are not Tucapelo now Where is Lucora have you married her Car. No I have not friend Fal. Refrain I am your enemy embrace me not Receive my sword and peace this heart Carionil Gives his sword Car. He hath not yet descri'd you Withdraw a little dear Mistress Sir I pray you To bear her company for who can tell What in this phrensie he may do Exeunt Cle. Phy. Cle. Hereabouts we will await your leisure Car. What ailes my friend let me but know the man Is cause of this disorder in you and He shall not see the gray-ey'd morning break From th' oriental Mountains any more Let me partake of that unwieldy grief Hath bowd my friend so much beneath himself Fal. Leave complements Carionil and make A passage for my soul that it may leave So vile a habitation as this body And when I 'me dead rip out my heart and in 't Survey my fault for I want words and have Not impudence enough to tell it you Car. O what might be the cause this matchless frame And worthiest Cabinet that ever man Inclos'd his secrets in is so disturb'd Noble Falorus think to whom you speak It is Carionil whose life you do Make burthenous to him by the suspicion Of wronging him whom you have ever lov'd Fal. You do deceive your self I lately have Transgres'd against our league of amity If you desire to be a happy man And to enjoy what most you seek be kind Unto your self and run my body through Car. Can I be happy and Falorus dead No I should live a desolater life Then ere the strictest Anchorite hath done And wear my body to an Anatome For real sorrow at such a dire mishap Live then my friend and may you number daies Until Arithmetick grow faint and leave you Fal. You know not how much hurt you wish your self Would you torment me twice If not forget Falorus utterly and let me dye Car. I understand you not Fal. Would you have me blast my own fame by speaking My fault And have me Executioner Unto my self Car. Release your Soul of all her griefes and say From whence your sorrows have original Have you not oft told me of my impatiency Give me now leave to be as plain with you The angry winds never enrag'd the seas So much as some small grief hath done my friend I do conjure you by our former loves For sure not long since we were friends indeed To let me know why you are thus distemper'd I do not fear but I shall free you from This passion so precipitate and dangerous Fal. You are most good and get your self Carionil A name above the ablest character None like it can decipher you and would I alwayes had continued Falorus Then I yet had remain'd your friend But if You needs will know the reason of my fury Draw out the sword that when you have receiv'd it Your hand and not your words may strike me dead Car. Be not importun'd longer ease your heart For credit me I grieve to see you thus Fal. I am in love suppose the rest and kill me Car. VVith Lucora Fal. Too true now curse me into dust and with Your breath disperse me into aire but spare me Chide me not for my falshood and inflict But one punishment on me and be that the sword Yet hear me speak one word or two before I have not woo'd her nor have sought performance Of that free promise that her father made me But faithfully have temporiz'd with him Nor did I willingly consent unto This passion it did seise me violently Car. Be you more calme take her Falorus you have A liberty for me I speak in earnest Fal. Then all is well return my sword dear friend Carionil I will not hinder thee Gives him his sword My name shall not be blasted in thy sighes Fall worthless man t is pity I should live Offers to kill himself Car. VVhat mean you my Falorus for heavens sake leave And your own light rashly extinguish not I for Lucora do not care and have All my affection unto her recal'd And am engag'd unto another Lady I stole her from her chamber in my disguise And then bethinking me how she had us'd me I told her that I would not have a Lady VVho would prefer a Moor before me Her Slighting of me made me to leave her so
times that do degenerate minds And breed new thoughts in most Heroick hearts By noble spirits are to be abhor'd And lothed as the ruine of their souls Whilst I did follow the Triumphant War Through fire and blood I was a happy man I thought no pleasure was a parallel To the loud cry of mortal wounded foes But now I am transformed from my self Hipolita hath charm'd me with a look May I but hear her speak how I rejoyce M ay I but hear her sing I think me blest O how my heart 's ashamed of my tongue W hich never until now effeminate thoughts C ould win upon O would to heaven this Lady W ere but a man and circled round with death That I might kill her and release my self Or were she like the Warlike Amazon VVith whom renowned Theseus did contend That with my honour I might challenge her For an enchanter and a witch How fondly And foolishly I rave strongest resolutions A womans powerful beauty doth destroy He that can conjure men unpeople towns Cover the sea with Fleets drink rivers dry VVith armed squadrons he conducts to fight VVhom potent monarchs fear and Emperors wish To make their friend a Ladies smile or eye Subdues above resistance and makes die Enter Horatio and Prudentia Hora. Most dearest worthiest Princess I am blest Above the proudest of my former wishes Your love to me was like a thing desired But far from expectation as men Forlorn and wretched being content to die And sure to suffer wish to live although They fully do despair of life of late Even so was it with me I lov'd you Above my lives expression but did ever Despair the blessedness of such an honour Prud. My dear Horatio I cannot speak So well as you but I can love as truly Mat. A strange discovery I will retire More close and hear the rest Pru. And 〈…〉 Sir Because I know my brother the Great Duke Will not at all or scarce allow this match I will with you whensoever you command Leave Florence and what fortune it shall please The Gods to send us bear with cheerfulness Hora. Excellent merciful Prudentia I must pray Heaven make you a full requital For I shall ever be unable Prud. I cannot stay longer with you now at our next meating I 'le cloy you with my company A kiss Farewel my hearts best pleasure Exit Prudentia Hora. Let others travel Italy all over To talk of such a City such a place Go to magnificent and holy Rome Once the sole Empress of the conquered world To Veniceâ—iâ—h â—iâ—h commanding politick Unto sweet Naples plenteous in Nobility Unto great Milain unto sat Bologna Civil Ferrara Arriostoes town Strong-walled Padua which Antenor built The Trojan Prince and Titus Livius fames For his nativity and sepulchre To subtile Burgamo most highly honoured For neer relation to Tarquato Tasso To proud and â—â—aâ—ely Genua renown'd By her seafaring citizen Colâ—mbo Worthy Varona old Catulius city Bloody Peruggin warlike Bessia Glorious Manâ—ua Virgilius Maro's birth-place Good Rimini iron Pistoya Fine languag'd Siena and industrious Luca Odd-humor'd Forly honest old Ravenna Ill-aired Simegallia Capua Effeminate and amorous wherein The Carthaginian Captains Souldiers were Spoil'd and debauch'd with pleasures Pisa hanging Pesaro a garden of best fruits Ancona Prays'd for the Port Loyal and true Urbino Round Ascoli long Recanati built Upon a steep hills slage Foligno full Of sugry streets among the Apâ—nnine Faro for handsome women most extold And Modena happiest of them all From beauteous comely Florence when I part Without Prudentia thunder strike my heart Exit Mat. A gallant resolution for the man I cannot blame him but the Princess she To look so low and dote upon a sâ—ive Seems very strange and full of wonder to me Had Dolphian Oracles ever ador'd For uttering truth spoke this I should have doubted She whom we thought Saintâ—â— pattern for Nunnes Thus to forget her self it doth amaze me O women I could rage against the sex And lov'd I not Hipoliâ—a I woâ—ld She cannot hear me and I needs must speak A word or two they are all false and fickle all The poyson of mens happiness within Though they are fair without most full of sin Enter Barbarino and Machavil Barb. Good morrow Captain Mattemores Mac. How do you Captain Mat. Your Honours humble slave I am well but sad And so had all the Court good cause to be Did they but know so much as I. Bar. Why Captain What 's the matter Mat. I 'le not be silent for her Honours sake Prudentia the Princess is in Love With whom do you suppoâ—e my Lords Mac. I think with none for we all know she yet Hath slighted Modena's and Parma's Duke And seem'd careless of mankind Mat. Alas She were most happy were it one of them It is Brunetto she 's in love withall Barb. How Mac. Impossible Mat. It is a thing most true my eies and eares Have seen and heard it while I stood unseen Mac. You amaze us Barb. It is a thing I never should have thought Though spent my life in fond imaginations Mat. As I have seen an amorons cloud receive A stately hil into her lovely breast And of his lofty head our eyes bereave And seem to lull his sences unto rest So did the scorneful Lady daign to leave All her majestick state and sore opprest With inward flames her eager armes she cast About his neck kist and embrac't him fast Bar. Wonders Mac. How the Great Duke will rage Mat. And do you not my Lords in time prevent them They 'l steal away I fear for so she vow'd When he but said the word she wood Mac. By his imprisonment we 'l hinder that Enter Horatio Barb. Here is the man we spake of Mac. For the Princes honour let us keep it close As possible we can You of the guard Enter the guard Barb. Seise on Brunetto carry him to prison Bid Puchannello keep him safe T is our pleasures Hora. What violence is this O had I been suffered to wear a sword some of you should pay dearly for it Mac. Away with him Exeunt the guard with Horatio Mat My Lords you have done wisely to prevent So great a dishonour as might have ensu'd Tainted the family of the Medices And been a lasting sorrow to the Duke Enter Trappolin Barb. His Highness is returned Mach. Great Sir upon our knees we welcome you You come unlookt for we did not expect This happy time so soon by fourteen dayes Where is our Dutchess Trap. Your Dutchess will not come till the Gods know when for I do not I have gin her leave to stay as long as she will but besworne I fear you have governed but sâ—â—rvily in my absence I hear that you have banisht an honest poor man cal'd Trappolin is it true Mach. So please your Highness he deserv'd no less Trap. Why what hurt had he done had he knockt any body o th the head What was his fault Bar.
Mora. Here then so please your Highness Trap. Why an thou wilt have it there there let it be but I am mistook thats on the left hand what do you think me a clown and without breeding that I ha no more manners in me for shame of the world sit thee down Brunetto sit thee down without more bidding without thou wilt ha me lie on the ground for I am so weary I can scant stand Hora. There is no remedy I must obey Trap. So well done sit still man what art doing art afraid of me Hor. What does your Highness mean Trap. Marry and thou drawst back I le draw back too Brunetto sit thee still and let us talk Hora. I will obey your Highness Trap. Highness me no more highness I cannot abide it my name is Lavin call me Lavin Duke and t is enough a conscience Hora. Great Sir I am far unworthy of these honors The noblest Florentines would be most proud To be thus graced by their Prince Trap. I like not these set speeches neither let us talk as we were companions in a Tavern together and notafter the Court fashion I am as weary of it as a Dog I am Brunetto prithee man how cam'st thou into the Gaol Hora. O pardon me Dread Soveraign Trap. On thy knees man what meanest thou by this dost take me for Mahomet as well as I can pardon thee I do any thing what ere it be though thou hast kil'd every body rise therefore I say Brunetto and set thee in thyplace again or I le kneel too Hora. Most merciful Prince hear me before lest you Repent your kindness towards me afterward Trap. Up I say Brunetto up I pardon thee any thing upon condition thou wilt rise and sit thee down Hora. It is your Highness will Trap. Now good Brunetto without any fear for I swear unto thee I do not care what thou hast done and forgive thee whatsoever it be tell me the cause Hora. Dread Soveraign I was for love put in Trap. Who put thee in Hora. Your Highness Governors Lord Barberino and Lord Machavil Trap. They are a couple of Coxcombs for their pains who art in love withal Hora. O pardon me Trap. Sit still or I will not and if thou dost I will Hora. Your Highness Excellent sister O great Prince Trap. Sit still Brunetto wast thou laid up for that Alas for thee hast thou married her Hora. So please you Highness no. Trap. It doth neither please my Highness nor Lowness neither I wo'd thou hadst and that 's all the hurt I wish thee co ldst thou think I that loved thee so would be angry with thee for this hast thou her consent Hora. I have Trap. I am very glad of it and I here give thee mine too prethee Brunetto do me the favour to go and bid Barberino or Machavil come to me I 'le send for my sister presently and if she says so to me I 'le soon have you married Hora. You Highness shall command me to my death More willingly unto my life for so This business doth importt he heavens be praised And ever be propitious to you bless you According to your own and my desires Exit Trap. This Brunetto is a good honest fellow and hath always behaved himself very well and whatsoever he be I 'le give him Prudentia for the Ring he gave me I will not be ungrateful he said he was in love with my sister and if he had them all I wo'd een say much good do his heart with them but he means the Princess and though I have little to do with her yet if I can give her him I will Brunetto's Ring I shall never forget Enter Machavil Mac. Your Highness pleasure Trap. My Highness pleasure Sirra Lord is that you go and tell my sister Prudentia I would speak with her presently I will expect her here be gone Exit The Dukes life is very pleasant I take great content in it and were it not for one thing I were most happy which is I dare not disclose my self to my dear Flametta for she is a woman and full of title tatle as the rest are nor if I could win her without making my self known durst I lye with her by reason of putting off Eo Meo and Areo otherwise sure I should get her for sure she would not refuse a Duke Enter Flametta Flametta Here is the Duke alone whom I so long Have sought for to petition for the repeal Of my dear Trappolin Great Prince as low As truest humility can make a Suitor Before you I prostrate my self Most excellent And merciful Sir pitty a loving Maid Who is bereaved of her joys I beg Poor banish't Trappolin might be recalled Whom when your Highness was to Milain gone Was by those cruel Lords whom you did leave Our Governors sent into banishment Great Duke you that have noble thoughts and sure A heart full of commiseration Kill me not with a cruel hard denial Trap. Ah Eo Meo and Areo hinder me I must counterfeit with her fair Maiden rise Flam. O let me kneel Great Sir until you say My Trappolin shall be repeal'd Trap. Rise I say we will talk of it I cannot abide to see any body kneel unless they are in the Church that have leggs to stand on how may I call you Maiden Flam. So please your Highness my name is Flametta Trap. Mris. Flametta I say give me your hand rise without more ado rise without you mean to say your Beads over Mris. Flametta be rul'd good Mris. Flametta be rul'd wo'd I were hanged iâ— ever Trappoline come home and you get not up up I say therefore Flam. I must be most rude Trap. Why that 's well done Mris. Flametta Trappolin for whom you are a petitioner young Mistris is banish't you say for what it matters not tell me what you 'l give for his repeal Flam. Even any thing I have all that I have Trap. Are you a Virgin tell me true if you are not it is no wonder besworn it is more wonder by the half if you are for I think there be not two of your age in the City that be Flain May I not prosper in my wishes Sir If I be not a Maid Trap. And will you give your Maidenhead to have him recal'd from banishment Flam. To him when he comes home and we are married Trap. Well said Mistress But tell me now what will you give me for to have him come home Flam. Even any thing I have Trap. I am a great man and like them will not do favours for nothing will you give me your Shoos Flam. My Shoos your Highness jests Trap. I swear unto you Mistriss but I do not and if you do not give me what I ask how ridiculous soever it seems to you Trappolin nere comes in Florence again Flam. I wonder at the Duke but will obey him Here are my shooes dear Prince Trap. Well done I say but I must have your Stockings