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A29644
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The queenes exchange a comedy acted with generall applause at the Black-friers by His Majesties servants / written by Richard Brome.
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Brome, Richard, d. 1652?
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1657
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so O my wild thoughts You are become a whirlwind in my brain Lifting me up to hurle me down again Falls Enter to him Alfride Edelbert and two followers as from Hawking Alfr. Go carry home your Hawks they are as good As er'e made flight Edel. I would the King had seen His melancholy set apart our princely sport Alfr. I hope my good Lord Ethelswick by this time Has tane the burden of his discontent The cause of his strong malady from his minde Edel. I rather think the King has lost him too Among the bushes as he did us last night Alfr. 'T is a strange humour in a King and as Unheard of a disease that works it in him To hide himself in by-Walks Caves and Thickets Edel. We shall search hollow Trees and Crows nests shortly For him if these fits hold him Alfr. Blesse us look here Is not this he a witch could not guesse righter Then thou hast done Old Ethelswick has lost him And here 's the King asleep Edel. This is the habit The Pilgrims weed he went in has he not Ended his Pilgrimage here is he not dead Alfr. No he is warm and breathes like health it self Edel. 'T is so my Lord I vow he sleeps as if All the seven sleepers had tane up their lodging In his phantastick brain-pan Alfr. He has not slept We know these four nights Edel. Hear you my Lord the King I think he sleeps for them 4 and 4. more I 'l undertake a drum or a whole kennel Of scolds cannot wake him Alfr. 'T is the better for us Edel. I do conceive you for we 'l take him home And have him put in bed before he wakes If it be possible up with him And there When he has slept it out he will perhaps Be cur'd and give us answerable thanks If not and that he be offended for The breach of his command in coming near him He shall ne're know who did it Alfr. Be it so Edel. Away then softly softly so so softly Exeunt with Anthynus asleep Enter King as though to bed and Ethelswick King Now my good Ethelswick I have told thee all By which I find much ease and hope to sleep But not to take a thought unto my fancy By my soft dreams but of my beauteous Mildred Nor will I in sleep or waking think of any Other adventure till I do attain The sight of her and prithe Ethelswick Help me and suddainly in my device How to contrive a journey secretly Not with above one or two trusty servants To make this blisseful visit Eth. There are wayes Enough considerable by which your Highness May passe and be receiv'd there undiscovered Seeming a private Gentleman or a Pilgrim But here will rise the difficulty how The misse of you at home will be receiv'd By your Nobility and doubtful People Who cannot long not knowing where you are But rage in high desire to see your Majesty King For that I 'l give command before I go That no affairs of State or otherwise No not my diet nor Attendants Shall passe to me but by your hands pretending For twenty dayes a studious privacy To which your self shall only have admittance And take for all that come my Answers which Frame you as you think fit and who shall dare To think me from my Closet or my Bed When you avouch me there As for example we are now in private Answer you all comers I am busie or asleep see how they 'l take it One knocks Eth. That tryal is soon made there 's one already Who 's there what 's your businesse Theod. Within My businesse is to wait upon the King My Lord you know me I am Theodwald Eth. My Lord the King is private and desires to be so And needs now no attendance but mine own Theod. How fares his Majesty Eth. Reasonable well Theod. That 's well he was unreasonable well to day Good night my Lord Let the King know I pray I gave attendance You understand Court-service Is it be not i th' eye 't is half lost Eth. Your service my Lord though the King take it not in At the eye shall have entrance at the next Door the ear I 'l make it known to him Good night Exit Theodwald King You see how easily he 's answerd now So will the rest hereafter when they find It is my pleasure to be thus retir'd Eth. Who are you another knocks within Phys. One that must have entrance the Physitian One that brings the King a Preparative to sleep Eth. What is 't compos'd of Prayers and meditations Phys. My books yield no such reading Eth. Nor your Coat any such practice Phys. I come not to be mock'd but as you tender His Highnesse rest let me approach him presently Eth. Good Sir the King 's at rest already Phys. Not asleep Eth. Fast fast and welcome Mr. Doctor Phys. My Lord you 'l let him know my care I hope Eth. I 'l wake him with it when he has slept enough Phys. Believe 't my Lord it was my care that charm'd him Eth. He had not slept this fortnight else I warrant Phys. Pray let him know so much Ex. Physitian King Ha ha they all desire to have their care consider'd Although in real act they merit nothing Eth. How now what sawcie Knave is that Knock hard Jeffrey within Jeff. You are cosen'd Cousin Lord it is the Fool Cousin How does my neam the King Eth. Go Fool follow the Physitian he can tell you Jeff. I ask'd my Cousin Doctor already and he saies My neam King 's asleep Eth. And would not you be whipt to come to trouble him then Jeff. No Cousin Lord I come to sing him a lullaby Out of the dream of the Divel and Dives shall Make him sleep till he wakes again and 't be this month Eth. Away you Fool I 'l set you a going Jeff. O Lord O Cousin Lord I cannot go for running Eth. This will become a businesse King But Ethelswick when I have declar'd my pleasure As I 'l appear and publikely to morrow To give command that none upon their lives Shall give you lesse respect in this behalf Then I my self might claim it will be easie Eth. Again Knock Eaufrid within Eaufr. Where are you my Lord Ethelswick Eth. Your pleasure my Lord Eaufrid Eauf. May I not see the King Eth. If you dare take my word the King commands The contrary to all men but my self For this night to morrow you may know His highness further pleasure Eauf. May you enjoy This night the greatnesse of your Office To morrow if I have a King I 'l see and speak with him Eth. Not if he sleep my Lord Eauf. You say he sleeps Go to sleep quoth a yes perhaps he sleeps 'T is with his Ancestors I fear Eth. What shall I say my Lord Eauf. I say you do not well my Lord to keep Our duties back from 's Majesty that have As well been trusted I will keep the rest But 't is
by her By which her Majesty So much the more appear'd I could not hold This Figure of that all to be commanding beauty When my high thoughts were fled up to her presence Now take thy piece of craftsmanship again Which trust me is a pritty one whilst I Devote my service to this Deity Emb. Sir you have given me the Queens Picture King Ha! What a mistake was here But thou art honest And covetest but thy own Take it Theodrick Now tell me of what house er Parentage Your Mistrisse is Emb. I told you first her Vertues Her person next and by this her beauty Which you are pleas'd to deem not much amisse King 'T is such Theodrick that had I not seen This so much above it pardon my hypocrisie I should have envied any man but thee In such a choice But speak her parentage Emb. That 's all her blemish King Is she of tainted blood Emb. You search with Kingly wisedom She is daughter To that hold obstinate Baron I enform'd you of Whom the Queen in her just displeasure banish'd King Thy love to her may hereafter plead for him But soft I am not well Emb. Heaven blesse the King Who waits within there King Tarry let me see That Picture once again It wants exceedingly Of this in many things Emb. I should want judgement Not to grant that King Here it wants palpably The drooping of the brow and here again The dulnesse of the Eye which here shews deadly But for a little squint it has Good Queen You look a squint Then look you Sir yours wants You shall not hear me neither cause I will not Spoil your conceit of it Your Lady wants The furious sharpnesse of the nose which here My Queen has very shrewly And again You han't the hanging of the nether lip Which the best Phisiognomists do tell us Shews women apt to lust and strong incontinence Phew This is all too sweet for mortal sense Here take 't again and keep mine for me with it Lay 'em together th' one may mend the tother Emb. I have known women oft marry one another Their Pictures may perhaps have greater vertue King I am not well what kind of Changeling am I A wild confusion rumbles in my brain My thoughts are all at strife Emb. How fares your Highnesse King Sick sick Theodrick Emb. Retire Sir to your Couch Enter 2. Lords 1. 2. Lor. Where is my Lord the King King Here yet my Lords Emb. The King 's not well 1. Lor. We have provided for your Highnesse journey In such a sort as never King went forth King Whither to Heaven my Lords 2. Lor. Yes to the Queen Lovers count marriage Heaven before they wed But afterwards I know what some have said Oh this is your honey moon Yes yes you shall to Heaven your Heaven as you call it In such a royal manner See the Order King Pray peace Emb. You do not well to vex the King You see he 's sick 1. Lor. Sick marry Heaven forbid 2. Lor. Sick o' the Wife before he has her Come a very trothplight qualm into your Chamber And as we find you we 'l our selves bestir Emb. Who waits within there call the Kings Physitians Exeunt omnes SCEN. II. A shout within the Musick sound the Bells Enter 4. Clowns with tools 1. AND what 's the reason of all this merry glee 2. The King the King man must be married 3. And must he have a Wife 2. A Wife a Queen man and all the Wives in her Dominion Must be his Commonwealth and under us 4. O brave 2. And we must son and daughter it upon their Nation 4. That will be brave indeed 1. O but where is Jeffrey jolly Jeffrey now the prick and praise The very prick and praise and prime Spark of our Parish to set our Bonefires and our Mirth a blazing 3. The Bells a ringing and the Bowls a trowling the Fidlers fumbling Tumbling O Jeffrey where art thou Jeffrey 2. He 's at hand I warrant you he went but to Church E'en now 4. What to pray at such a time as this 2. No but to help to rear the Tennor and will come Presently 3. That 's to be born withal It is indeed a divelish Lopheavy Bell I would the Church-warden that Should have mended it when he robb'd the poor were Hang'd in 's place 2. There said you well The Curate could say almost as much When 't was But it makes no matter what he saies I see Little amended 3. Whoop here comes Jeffrey sweating in these affairs Ent. Jeffrey Jeff. The great Bells of our Town they tingle they tangle They jingle they jangle the Tenner of them goes merrily 4. O Jeffrey welcome Jeffrey Jeff. And shall we have a Queen All So they say Jeffrey O the bravest Woman Jeff. Take heed o'th at woman did you say Take heed I Give you warning No man must know she is a woman But the King himself But a brave Queen she is they say And loves a man with all her heart Where art O Queen we 'l make thee Such an holy day as shall Justle all the working dayes out of our Almanack It Shall be said that we will work no more till thy Seventh Son O Queen who must be born a Prophet shall Foretel the Age to come shall not have a true labourer Or honest workman in it 1. So we may make a long holyday indeed Jeff. Let work no more be thought on we will revel it out Of remembrance we will not cease our joy to sleep for Fear we dream of work again Down with your prophane Tools and Implements of Husbandry the very sight of 'em Dishonours our new holy day 1. But Jeffrey our Masters grudge to give us wood Enough to make a beaking Bonefire Jeff. How 2. They say 't is waste Jeff. Not wood to make a Bonefire Your Sheeplocks Flayles Spades Shovels Rakes and Pitchforks shall all be made a Bonefire 2. And so we may be sure to make holy day till We get new ones Jeff. The maids shall bring their Rocks their Wheels and Reels their Tubs their Pales Buttocks 4. Buckets thou wouldst say Jeff. Where was my mind Their Buckets shall they bring Washbowls and Butter-churns Their Buckingtubs Baskets and Battledoors And all be made a Bonefire for the Queen 3. My mother will not let her household stuff go so Jeff. We 'l burn her for a witch then with all her trash And her thatcht mansion too about her Ears But we will shew our zeal unto the Queen In fire sufficient All 4. Ah good Boy Jeff. Sfoot if our Masters do rebel against us Now Majesty 's on our side and not give fewel When we mean to give fire as duty binds We 'l have their Carts by th' arses Hardles Wheelbarrows The Ploughs and Harrows and the Whips Because the Beasts shall play too only we 'l spare Their Racks and Mangers All that 's made of wood Belonging to our work besides shall perish Shall