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
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
a time To cheat their eyes and perpetrate her Crime 115. Of the Thames Some gallant Rivers do neglected run And have no viewers but the constant Sun The solitary Moon and Beasts that by Their hollow banks do feed themselves to die Whil'st upon Thames the Glory of our Isle Fair Towns and Palaces and Castles smile But above all London that doth embrace Those sprightly streams affords the chiefest grace 'T is well it is so big or else this Town Would in the Beer that 's drunk soon quaff it down 116. To my fellow Travellour Mr. Maurice La Meir alias Ardenville How many Cities have we seen together But now I wish we might seen one another 117. To Porphyrius Porphyrius that is enough to tell He that doth all things ill doth nothing well An Epigram's is too short for such a matter His faults but touch'd at brief deserve a Satyre And as an expert Archer hits the white So on the Black his Poet needes must light 118. His Mistress She is his own and he is happy much Because besides himself none doth her touch But 't is not for respect to him or her For she 's so foul all men do her abhor She constant is to him against her minde And he t' her ' cause he can no other find 119. Their Marriage A wedding solemniz'd because none els Would court them to divide them from themselves And it is fit they should be married when None els will have that Woman or Woman Man The beasts are coupled and 't will be no wonder If like beasts they agree or part asunder 120. An Epitaph on Mr. Humphry Cumberford who died in Tamworth about the 34th year of his age and lyes there buried Here Master Humphry Cumberford doth ly Who was a Man of truth and honesty A Lady Knighted him to his good fate Whose Honour so scap'd nulling by the State Belov'd he was by all of every sort From Bess of Bow-Mill to the very Court He dy'd a maid or if he did do ill 'T was not his Nature but against his will But let him rest in peace and may we all Wish we may die as well when death doth call 121. To Clarinda That Lent is sweet devout Clarinda sayes And why she feeds on sweet-meats most those days But pardon me that thus traduce your merit You keep the flesh low to advance the Spirit 122. To my Book Go trivial Book and when thou art abroad Be humble where thou find'st a kind abode If at thy errours any smile give way It is not handsome in thee to gainsay They gave some money for thee and 't is fit That for their money they some laughter get EPIGRAMS The second Book 1. To the Fellow-Commoners of Trinity Colledge in Cambridge GEntlemen in my youth I spent some years Within your walls but few it plain appears By this poor Book which I an offering make Unto you for your recreations sake Not that I do presume that you may finde Any thing in it worth your eyes or minde But that the view of these slight toyes may raise You to accomplish works deserving praise When you have laugh'd enough at these pray take Each of you Pen in hand and better make Which would a noble emulation prove And from our rank an Obloquie remove 2. To the Reader Reader because I would escape the fury Of all thy Tribe the grand and petty Jury That sit on Books and Wits I do profess Although this Book be small the Wit in 't 's less Having thus censur'd it I need not fear What others say or wish them to forbear Why should you read it therefore you exclaime Because y 'ave bought it read it o're for shame 13. To Mr. Tho. Harper a Printer You Printers and the Stationers do raise Unto your selves a fame if not a praise For be the Authour what he will you give Stamps of your Names on 's Book and with him live But if Errata's you prevent you raise Not onely to your selves a Fame but praise 4. Of Virgil. Wherefore should Virgil wrong the Carthage Queen Was it through Ignorance or out of spleen If he unwittingly eclips'd her Glory The ablest Poet was unskil'd in Story If he through malice tax'd her with such guilt It was ' cause she Romes dreaded rivall built But he might think though her he did debase To be in his Lines any thing was Grace 5. To Mr. Bryan Cokaine Cousin I hope each Star when you was born Did Heaven with a benign aspect adorn And every glistering jewel of the sky Dispense their Good to your Nativity You being sweet-condition'd having mov'd All men to honour you so well belov'd Nobly descended bred to all the Arts That give a man renown for worthy parts To a great fortune heir and a brave seat For what then Rushton can be held more sweet Married to a fine Lady the first day Of her youths spring whose ripe and flourishing May Of Beauty still is years to come yet she Handsome as fancy can think woman t' be Inheritrix unto a grand estate And yet her excellent vertues far more great We needs must guess the Heavens your friend and know Y 'ave so much Land upon 't the earth is so 6. To Mrs. Elizabeth Cokaine his Lady Hail Maid and wife But Cousin I wish you Had chang'd that name were older for a new But this is not enough without another I wish you quickly too an happy Mother Rushton and Roster both expect you shood Unite them strictlier by so great a good Cokaines and Trenthams then their joys will tell So till a Christning come Cousin Farewell 7. To my honest kinsman Mr. John Cokaine When at your Pigeon-house we meet sometime Though bawling Puritans call it a Crime And pleasant hours from serious thoughts do steal With a fine little glass and temperate Ale Talk of Sir Cokaine and how near He was alli'd to Will the Conquerer Liv'd in his reign at Henningham Castle and That lately there his Bow and Arrows did stand That there his Sword and Buckler hung and that If they have scap'd these Times th' are all there Some fall asleep because healths are but few yet And care not for such Tales though ne're so true So as through too much drink we see sleep come On others it for too little falls on some 8. To Dulcinea Dulcinea it seems bears me a grutch Cause of my Love to her I talk so much To love and have no vent at all would break An heart therefore give Lovers leave to speak But be appeas'd fair Maid for I 'le be sworn I love thee vertuous vicious O thee should scorn 9. To Sir Robert Brett Sir that your Lady Cousin-german is Unto my wife and yet I boast of this Is not my amplest glory I rejoyce That to the world your friendship I may voice 10. To Mr. George Porter Whether in one that I affect above Others I honour should or friendship love Is now become my doubt
do not dear Lorece for t is a good resolution Enter Clownish Maskers Lor. I see we shall have some odde thing Van. I wish Sir it may prove worthy your laughter Lor. My fair Vandona I believe you will have your desire Van. Iaques is among them he may move you Iaq. An'ether of you ask what 's here t is a Mask Which we Actors do hope will content you If not when it ends let us all part friends And of your attention go in and repent you I hope your Worships will say I have pronounc'd this well enough Lor. To my content honest Iaques Van. I 'me glad you like it Ja. Come Hymen thou fellow that always wear'st yellow Draw near in thy Frock of Saffron Once more I say appear before this gentleman here And this Lady in the white apron If the boy thou dost bring hath a voice fit to sing Le ts have a merry new Ballet Begin thou the Song and it will not be long We hope before he will follow 't A Song Hymen Say Boy who are fit to be Ioyn'd into an unity Boy They that will permit their wives To live pleasant quiet lives And will never entertain Thoughts of jealousie if vain Hym. Now Boy let this couple hear What should be the womans care Boy A wife should be secret true Most obedient and no shrew Should obey her husbands will While therein she finds no ill Omnes Such a Wife and husband too We do wish both him and you Lor. Prithee Sweet lets be married this afternoon and this shall be our Epithalamion Van. Stay my leisure good servant t' will not belong Iaq. Now if you please to cast a glance Hither ye shall see us dance Fidlers play begin and strike What ye see do not dislike They dance Lor. What a mad toy t is Mistris Van. Iaques this day use my wine-cellar you and your company May be as free in it as you will Hym. Her Ladyship sayes well Good now ho le ts go thither Without more ado Iaq. Goodman Wedlock where was your mind marle Is there not a piece behind yet I le not budge a foot till I have discharg'd it Hym. Out with it then Iaq. Mr. Marriage put me not out with your grining for an you do all 's spoil'd Gentleman and Madam you have seen What our Mask and performance hath been If you like both t is well and if but one Of the other wood we had done none For clapping of hands we care not two chips We are satisfied if you joyn your lips Lor. I thank you all Van. And so do I you now may go Iaq. And so we must for I ha done All 's done this last what do you call was the full end of it Hym. Why go we not Boy I am very dry with singing and dancing Iaq. Follow me to the wine-cellar Exeunt Maskers Van. You must keep your promise you are expected by this Lor. Lady I kiâ—â— your hand This is my vale as often as I come I le seal my welcome on your lips Farewell widow Van. Remember my service to your brother Lor. Command me any thing Exeunt Ambo Scena Quarta Enter Carionil Solus Car. The tedious winter of my many griefs Her calmer heavenly breath hath now blown over And all my tears and sighes are now converted Into a happiness will soon be perfect The gallant Courtier Paris Alexander When he had stole the young Atrides Bride The sister of the two Tindarides And with great triumphs entred into Troy Was sad and melancholy unto me How wise the Fates are Ere we can obtain Perfect frnition of the thing we love We must break through great difficulties tedious Unto the end that we may more esteem And prize our happiness when we atchieve it Thanks excellent Lady for your gracious promise May every Lover henceforth bless your tongue â—he hath prefix'd this hour to be the time Wherein I shall out-grow all hope and fix Upon the proudest height of fortunes wheel Hail happy hour This is her chamber window And this the door whereby she must escape Enter Lucora and Nentis above Shine well ye stars and let this project find Your influences to a lover kind Nen. See Madam he is come My Lord Tucapelo has not trespas'd on a minute Luc. Then is our parting near your new servant hath prevented your journey Car. Nentis Luc. Most honoured Tucapelo I am here In presence to give answer to my Love Car. Are you ready worthiest Lady Luc. I am my Love Car. Neglect your Jewels Gamara shall supply you Luc. I care for nothing if I have but you Car. Descend my Dear each minute is an age Until I crown my joyes with your possession Luc. I come Nentis farewell report that my Escape was uuto thee unknown and that I stole away when thou wast fast asleep I would not have thee blam'd for me Excuse Me to my father all the wayes I have Instructed thee in Descendunt Car. Cinthia triumph and let thy brother hear His eyes did never witness such a stealth Be proud in thy pale lustre and make known Apollo doth tell tales but thou relst none Not yet how tedious seems a moment Delayes in Love Would raise impatience in Olympick Iove Enter Lucora and Nentis But she is entred welcome sweet Lucora Above expression welcome my crown of joy I would not change for an imperial Scepter Luc. I am most happy in your love dear friend Thanks good Nentis My woman cannot go with 's Car. Then farewell Nentis Nen. May the propitious heavens crown both your heads with all fair fortune Car. Our thanks go with you Exit Nentis Luc. It is your promise Sir that I shall live Without contradiction in my Religion Enjoy my conscience freely your vow was solemn Car. I do acknowledge it and will perform it True not to be denied what a great frost chils my affection Luc. Then I le be confident Car. You may I am amaz'd and lost within a wonder Let me consider have I cause to love A Lady that hath so much neglected me That she hath prefer'd a Negro And t is likely When she knowes me will care as little for me As ere she did and if she meets with one Of this complexion I feign conferre Her perfect love upon the slave T is clear I have no reason to do it neither will I For I am free know liberty again This poor unworthiness in her hath loos'd me Would it not be a weakness in me let me argue it To bestow my self upon a woman of So obstinate a nature that she lov'd me less When she believ'd that for her sake I had Done violence upon my self It would be A matchless one beyond example and which Future times would admire but not parallel Luc. Come shall we hence delay is dangerous Car. No be it what it will Luc. VVe must not stay here long Car. Nor will we Luc. Alas what ailes my noble Tucapelo
heat grows less and less Antonius one of the Triumvirate Competitor with Caesar for the State With flowing Bowles and with luxurious feasts Was entertain'd and entertain'd his guests Which was the cause his lust so high did flame That life he lost for the Egyptian Dame And over all those Countreys to be head Wherein the Roman Eagles ere were spread If by some slight a Garter you have got From her that will not love you keep it not Or if you have a Bracelet of her hair Or any such like toy them never wear For surely these are Cytheraea's Baites Which infinitely chast Diana hates Or if your Mistriss heretofore hath bin Kind unto you and you have gloried in Her bounteous favours thought your self above All mankind grac'd with th' honour of her love If under her fair hand you Letters have That she returns her heart for that you gave Fraught with so sweet expressions as would draw Even women-Haters under Cupids Law If she retreats and alters in her minde To you grows cruel that to her are kinde Assume a noble Courage and condemn To angry Vulcan every one of them Or if you have her Picture send it home Or offer it a gallant Hecatombe To your offended Love that she may know You scorn her Relicks that hath us'd you so Being in love with one and cannot get her Affect another and you will forget her So Ariadne did when she did find Renowned Theseus was to her unkind In Naxos Isle where he did her forsake Neptune she did into her favour take Affection divided you will find To be a lesser burthen to your mind As a great river with a mighty rore Runs through the vales and wounds the yeilding shore If into several Channels it doth fall It less impetuous and majeâ—â—icall Will prove and in an humbler manner glide Rob'd of it's former glory strength and pride So Love beâ—â—ow'd on several beauties will Grow much less dangerous and an easier ill When his disloyal Queen the Trojan Prince With 's beauty and his courtly eloquence Did win and steal away had Atrcus Son But done as many others would have done And it had prov'd the best become a Lover For sure she had some equals of an other He in a slourishing and happy peace Had liv'd at home in his own Court in Greece And many an Argive King at home had found A Sepulchre and not in Phrygian ground Therefore new Beauties seek to try if you Can part with any love unto a new And to that end frequent all Solemn Balls All publick shows and sumptuous Festivals Conjecture that which is not think that you Are free from love and that your thought is true When one because he would not drink doth make As he were fall'n asleep sleep him may take If in the Wars you have a trusty friend Your Cogitations to him always bend Thinking upon the hazard he is in And so your thoughts your Mistress shall not win Or if you have a Ship with riches fraught Returning home ay on it fix your thought Contemplating the fury of the Sea And how that many have been cast away Whereby your scornful Girl you shall forget Sith your imaginations are not set On her but on the Goods that Neptune hath Within the power of his love or wrath If that thy Mistress with a nimble hand All the Lutes ravishing harmony doth command Or upon other Instruments can play Equal to Orpheus that did make his way Through the Infernal Shades by his rare skill Hear her not play It will increase thine Ill. Or if she sings like Venus when she fain Her weary wanton Cupid would constrain To lay his fatal quiver and bow away And in the Groves of Amathusia Sleep by her side while on the Cypress Trees A thousand birds warble their melodies Hear her not sing Her voice will so allure That her contempt you longer will endure Or dances she like to the Graces when They are retit'd from the abodes of men And Gods their pleas'd spectatours do become If she intends to dance avoid the room Imagine not a Rival For so doing You never will be able to leave wooing For to obtain the Girl from him you will Persist a vain Inamorato still The one-ey'd Cyclop when he Acis found Sitting with Galatea on the ground His Rival with a rent up rock did kill Yet nâ—'re the nearer to obtain his will When she anothers did begin to be The more Orestes lov'd Hermione Refrain from Playes Let not the Theatre At all include thee for by seeing there One act an amorous passion may make you Your suit to your proud Lady to pursue Because when you have seen that he hath got His Mistress may conceive why may you not Ah! his was but th' Invention of a brain Your Ladies scorns runs in an higher strain If you conveniently can surprise Your mistress dressings so your wary eyes Some strange conceal'd deformities may finde To ease if not release your Captive minde Which when you think upon at leisure more They to your liberty may you restore Most of our Ladys when they do expose Themselves to view may thank their costly clothes Rich jewels feigned statures borrow'd hair And beauteous colours that unnatural are They would not else seem objects of delight But homely women such as we should slight And your disdainful one perhaps being such You see the least of her you love so much But rashly do not practise this Be sure She useth art or fly her chamber dore For a pure native beauty that doth scorn All helps of Art arises like the Morn In a cleer sky and dressing may discover Sights too attractive for a slighted lover Do these and though affections fire should blaze Like Aetna in your breast you thence would chase Easily all those flames and after be From all the Paphian vexations free Unfortunate Lovers many times I guess All that reciprocally love do bless Think every star when they were born did shine Benignely on them and the Heavens combine To grace them with continuance of joyes As if they were above all miseries When it falls often out a fervent love A more extreme affliction doth prove Alcyone her Ceyx did prefer Above all men and he all women her Yet she did see his body float to shore Drowned at Sea but a few days before Therefore to Hymens Temple though they come And hear the soft Epithalamium And many dayes do live in joy and peace In depths of wretchedness they may decease And many that for love do marry be After unfortunate and not agree Almighty Jove that did Saturnia wed Bringing for love his sister to his bed Quickly neglected her His wandring eâ—es Not long being pleas'd without varieties As witness Danae in the Brazen tower And Semele his daring'st Paramour Laeda by him esteem'd most beautifull And fair Europa riding on a Bull Calisto chast Diana One of thine Deceiv'd and vitiated neer Nonacrine Married Alcmena in a threefold night
hopefull youth and let thy happy strain Redeem the Glory of the Stage again Lessen the Loss of Shakespeares death by thy Successful Pen and fortunate phantasie He did not onely write but act And so Thou dost not onely act but writest too Between you there no difference appears But what may be made up with equal years This is my Suffrage and I scorn my Pen Should crown the heads of undeserving men 11. Of Love Heroick Caesar that did overcome So many Nations triumphed in Rome Was by a Lady's eye captived so That amorously he did both court and woe And never quiet was till he enjoy'd Fair Cleopatra her young brothers bride Illustrious Anthony did leave the Care To be Romes Emperour and forsook the War Left all his Souldiers in a doubtful Fight And on the Seas pursued his fled delight Since such great mindes by Love enthralled be Wherefore alas wonders the world if we May married couples lawfully enjoy The Sweetes of Love till they themselves do cloy And must the rest their censures undergo For the same thing which they so often do We must not have fruition where we woo'd But onely there where we do know 't is good A circumstance doth make a thing unjust For th'chastest Love is but a Lawful Lust 12. To young Maides translated out the 3. lib. De Arte Amandi Venturae memores jam nunc estote senectae Sic nullum vobis Tempus abibit iners Dum licet veros etiam nunc editis annos Ludite sunt anni more fluentis aquae Nec quae praeteriit rursum revocabitur unda Nec quae praeteriit hora redire potest Vtendum est aetate cito pede labitur aetas Nec bona tam sequitur quam bona prima fuit Think often on old Age and it's decayes And so you will not lose your flourishing dayes Whil'st you enjoy fit years young wenches play For years like speedy waters steal away Past streams will never be cal'd back again Nor will an hour return though spent in vain Use youth for it quickly away doth pass And time to come's not as the former was Thus far the Roman Poet. But alas That book the cause of his exilement was And if you follow the advise h'ath given 'T wil work you a worse banishment from Heaven 13. To Plautia Away fond thing tempt me no more I 'le not be won with all thy store I can behold thy golden hair And for the owner nothing care Thy Starry eyes can look upon And be mine own when I have done Thy cherry ruby lips can kiss And for fruition never wish Can view the Garden of thy cheeks And slight the roses there as leeks Can hear thee sing with all thine Art Without enthralling of mine heart My Liberty thou canst not wrong With all the Magick of thy tongue Thy warm Snow-breasts and I can see And neither sigh nor wish for thee Behold thy feet which we do bless For bearing so much happiness Yet they at all should not destroy My strong preserved Liberty Could see thee naked as at first Our Parents were when both uncur'st And with my busie searching eyes View strictly thy hid rarities Yet after such a free survey From thee no Lover go away For thou art false and wilt be so I else no other fair would wo. Away therefore tempt me no more I 'le not be won with all thy store 14. Of my Mistress written at Venice I thought when I was far remov'd My Mistress I should not have lov'd But having seen another Fair As in all Cities Beauties are My former passions should forget And here a new affection set But Venice though fam'd every where For matchless Ladies cannot bear My thoughts from her whom I unkind Though she the cause have left behind Had she not been a cruel One But lov'd I then had stai'd at home And be she far more harsher then Tigers half starv'd or salvage men Abroad she shall not kill me I In my own Countrey will go die And vow some true friend to engrave Upon my Stone this Epitaph Here lies the Man whose faith him slew Who still had liv'd if been untrue 15. To Mrs. Mary Coke an Acrostick M y busie eyes lately captiv'd me so A bove my strength I know not what to do R etain my Liberty I could not all Y our beauties Lady needs must make a thrall C ould I but shew my heart which I desire O n it your Picture you might see entire K inde therefore be and let it be your will E ffectually to save and not to kill 16. To my Uncle Sir John Stanhope an Acrostick S ir to be silent unto you would be I magin'd ill by you thought worse by me R eason I have to write and therefore will I cannot with my thoughts sit and be still O ver and over let me search my heart H ere you and there I find in every part N o man was ever to another bound S o much as I to you for you have found T o make your self more matchless such new A s the Invention would extort a praise wayes N ature was kind to me and I do bless H er care to give me such an happiness O nely t' have been your friend had been a fate P roud to have made me ever but my State E xceedes I am your Nephew and you do Increase my joy and make me your friend too Shall I be silent then I can as well Make my self worthy as refrain to tell You are my wonder every word you speak Vice trembles at and thinks that she shall break No stop hath vertue but you do remove Casting the same away out of your love Live long and glory in your worth for you Equal your will exceed what others do 17. Of my Mistress I love a Lass whose eyes are Stars Divine Whose teeth are pearls set in a ruby line Whose mouth 's a sacred spell and doth encharm Her coldest hearers hearts and makes them warm Whose hairs are curls of God and can compel The God of Love himself to love her well But be she cruel would here eyes were not Such Heavenly Stars that they might be forgot Would her teeth were not pearls but far from fair That I for them at all might nothing care Would her mouth were an homely one and all Her hair would change the curious hew or fall For if my Mistress force me to despair I cannot choose but wish she were not fair 18. To my Cousin Mr. Charles Cotton an Acrostick C ousin I write to you that you may know H ow much I love you and how much would A ll that I can I will do and have good show R eason to do much more and if I coo'd L ong time I have desired to express E ach thought I have of my own happiness S uch you have made me by your love and do C ompel me each day more to honour you O 't is a noble part
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
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
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
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.
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
is past thy redress Yet I do thank thee for thy love unto me Enter Rosinda Cle. My Lord a servant of my Lord Polidacres Car. Tandorix what news Ros The Lady Lucora commanded me to deliver this Paper to you Car. T is most welcome would my heart could read it Ros I wish he had my daughter for he 's a noble gentleman Aside My Lord command you me any service Car. Onely my dear respects unto the Lady that sent you Ros Farewel Anclethe Exit Rosinda Car. The Letter SIR I am sorry that against my use I cannot answer you more civilly but I am blameless The fault being in your foolish passion and not my desire If in fairer terms you should receive my reply I am sure you would think it some beginning of love to you according to your desire I have none and I wish your love was so as mine so we might be friends yet I love you as a Gentleman of my acquaintance but if any more you rouble me with letters or courting I will hate you So I end Her own Lucora â—er own Lucora I cannot now conceive This Lady of a humane nature sure A woman cannot have so harsh a mind So I end what will she end so alwaies O then that I might end even now that all The sorrow that possesseth my whole body â—n every member would mutiny against My heart that so I might die speedily s it not miraculously strange that this â—oor microcosme this little body should Contain all the sorrow this great world can nflict upon it and not sink beneath o huge a burthen one hill does overcome The strugling of Enceladus a Giant And yet I stand I live what am I of Lucora's temper impregnable oh oh oh Cle. Alas my Master good my Lord collect Your strength and be not thus effeminate Car. I 'me manly boy for women cannot tell What thing affliction is their stony hearts Relent so little at it in their lovers Oh! I shall never have her now I give Liberty to a just despaire to wrack me And it must ever do so What a Chaos Of misery is an unfortunate Lover Cle. I pray you Sir put off this vehemency of passion she will relent Car. Never whil'st I live Cle. She will indeed I know she will Car. Woo'd she would love me after I am dead for her It were some happiness to think that Anclethe Cle. I doubt not but she will shortly be yours my Lord And weep for joy to hear me make relation Of this same violent passion you are in now Car. Thou art a good boy but this Lady O my heart Could sitting down in Cassiopeia's chair And kicking proud Arctophylax from the skie Could stopping the Septentrian sevenfold teame And putting out the starry Eagles eies Could swimming violently up those Rocks From which the Memphian Nilus tumbles down Could the compelling of rash Phaetons Sire To change his course and run from north to South Could the adventuring to undertake A journey through Affrickes dread'st wilderness When the Aeolians do loudest breath And vale the Sun with sandy mountains height Enforce her to repent the Tragedy By these attempts drawn on me she should find What truth of love was in her servants mind Clea. Keep back his hands O heavens from violent deeds Let him not offer injury against His own dear life Car. I have pratled too much but I ha done No longer shall my happiness be delaid Nor the displeased destinies any more Jeer the sad depth of wretchedness I live in Thus Here I fall her cruel sacrifice Clea. Hold for heavens sake hold Car. T is too late to prevent Patience Anclethe commend me to Lucora That Angel beauty without Angel pity Tell her my wofull story how ere since Thou knew'st me I have languished for her That I have spent whole nights in tears and sighes What days in solitude to think of her That I did suffer her unkindness while I had a dram of patience left within me Tell her how her most cruel letter rais'd A despair higher then my strength and that Under her strange unkindness I am faln Weep not Anclethe I am faint struck dumb Fly passionate soul into Elizium He faints Cle. O my dear Lord brave young Carionil I 'le wash thy wound with tears stop it with sighes Unkindest day that ever wore the sun Thou art accurst for giving light unto His hand to guide it to an act so much Beneath manhood O me I am undone What now will my disguise avail me Foolish sister Lucora O ye heavens Where lies our difference are we not the same By birth on both sides of one sex sure nature Degenerates against it self or this Untimely O ye Gods I dare not name it Nor will I believe it he is alive So suddenly the world cannot be ruin'd Which is if he be lost all vertue gone All valour piety and every thing Mortality can boast of My Lord noble Carionil he doth not hear me alas I am for ever most desolate of women Injurious heart-strings break why do you tie Me to a life millions of degrees more lothsome Then the forgetful sepulchre of death Would some commiserating benevolent star Which carries fate in 't would in pitty to My misery take me from it for love he Lies here this bemoaned spectacle and shall My passion be undervalued tears nor sighes Nor Dirges sung by me eternally Can parallel our loves at full 't must be The same way and it shall the same blade Shall be the instrument and I receive it Tragediously here on my knees wood some Kind body would interr us in one tomb Be firm my hand and bold Fal. Anclethe Enter Falorus Cle. My Lord Carionil cals isâ—t you then Fal. But I must hold you and bereave your hand Cle. And you may also die your friend is slain My noble Lord Carionil is dead The paper in his left hand yet that brought His reason into such subjection That he even frantickly did stab himself Fal. I will extend my life till I have read it He reads the Letter This Lady is a rough blown sea on which His worthy life has foully suffer'd shipwrack I have her not Mercury pleading in her defence With Oratory able to stint Ioves wrath When he has bespoke thunderbolts of the Cyclops To wreak some injury should ever win me To her bed Polidacre mew her up Like Danae in a brazen fort or else Make her to answer with her life this murther She 's accessary to proud piece of vanity I do want words to give my thoughts expression So much I hate her Prithee Anclethe pardon My injury against thy rest for holding Thee in a life so loth'd as this is to thee I le lead thee Car. Oh oh Cle. Withhold awhile my Lord he groans Car. Thou art the cause Lucora and I must not I blame thee I struck not that blow right but this shall do 't Wam fainter then I guess'd I have not enter'd B hat who
has stole the Stilletto from me oy Anclethe restore it as thou lovest me Fal. Carionil I joy you are recovered Death is grown courteous or by this you had Been wandring in the Elizian groves Car. My friend Falorus Fal. Your loyall friend Give me your hand and rise I 'me glad to see Your wound no worse T was care and willingness To die bereft you of your Senses I will shew you How you may win your Mistris you hear me Car. I like it we I it may prevail I hope It will Fal. Anclethe had slain himself had I not come Car. Good boy thou wert too kind Cli. Indeed my Lord I never shall desire to survive you Car. Divulge my death Cle. I will not fail Fal. Why my Carionil would you engage So much your self to any of that sex As for a disrespondency to lay Violent hands upon your self Intruth my friend I wonder at it justly You merit more then they can satisfie With their endeavours all of them Car. Proceed not good Falorus in this language Fal. What good do women old Amphitrite's face Is not so full of wrincles as they are Of vices Car. No more as you regard what alwaies yet You have profest our long continued friendship O women most admired Creatures how Can the just heavens these speeches so allow What good do women I do say what ill Who do perform what men can onely will Why have we ears if not to hear the sound And sacred harmony their tongues compound Why have we tears if not to weep when we Do chance a woman discontent to see Why have we eyes if not to look upon Their beauties natures high perfection Why have we tongues if not to praise them when They slander'd are by railings of ill men Why have we reason all if not to deem us Happy because some women do esteem us Fal. You are their worthy champion what I said Was out of passion for Lucora's dealing I will report y' are dead Car. I shall be obliged unto you by 't Exeunt Enter Phyginois solus Phy. My clothes are almost made and every thing That does belong unto the habit of A gentleman I have prepar'd me richly For in these garments I dare not accost her I had good fortune to come with Cleanthe Who hath been very bountiful unto me Enter Polidacre Rosinda Antiphila Lucora and Nentis Pol. Lady I take it very kindly you Would do me such an honour as visit me It shall be my study to deserve it Ant. My Lord this is too ceremonious Pray you let us walk I much approve of this Aire I know no place so sweet about the City Ro. How observant he is he would fain make it a match and I think she is willing enough But I shall prevent them with amazement I will see further in it first Phy. The heavens worthy gallants be serene as long as you presume under the safety of them Pol. Know you this fellow Tandorix Ro. His name is Draculemion Pol. O! I have heard of him Luc. T is some frantick Pol. What wind brought you hither Phy. That which noble Sir shall blow me all over the Universe to do you service Pol. I thank you for your complement your Captainly protestation Phy. Brave Bevy of gallants my purse being Millions of degrees voyder of money then my heart of courage I desire to empty my mouth of words to fill up the vacuum of it if you please to lend me your attention and afterwards to commemorate with munificence the worth of my Oration Pol. Sweet Antiphila what say you Anti. He speaks so strangely I would hear him Pol. Draculemion you know what to do Phy. Hail but fair weather I that have been the favorite of inconstant fortune and term'd worthily by the worshipfull title of a gentleman am now debas'd into an humble fugitive Commiserate this wonderful change most excellent Auditors and let your recompence be a help again to restore me and a story to exalt me towards the fastigium of my pristine felicity and at your connivence I will post afoot to Mexico drink your healthes till I 'me sick and kill any I hear speak irreverently of you These and more then these will I accomplish though to my perpetual ignominy or dissolution of my life conditionally you will bestow fluently upon your slave so undeserving a little Dixi. Pol. Here 's for all the company Phi. Will you give me leave to be grateful Pol. Yes surely Phi. I le not desire the Muses to repleat My willing genius with poetick heat This subject doth transcend them I le desire Apollo to this Lay to touch his Lyre Thou Charioter of heaven that dost invest Thy swift-hoof'd Coursers in the dewy East With harness work'd by Mulciber to light The world and dissipate the clouds of night For Phaetons sake not unto me unlike Thy sweetest notes unto this ditty strike Pol. If the Exordium be so long t' will be tedious before the conclusion Anti. Dismiss him therefore Pol. Farewell Draculemion Phi. Would I might kiss thee before Nentis Aside Exit Phi. Pol. Madam how do you like the Lord Falorus Anti. Very well my Lord. Pol. Him I have often motion'd to Lucora And he hath consented to marry her would it not Be a good fortune for her think you Ant. Indeed I think it would Pol. How say you now Lucora Ant. For he is a much applauded gentleman Of good conditions and of sweet behaviour Whose company is every where acceptable He deserves a good match such a one as your daughter is Pol. How say you girle was any thing I told you Of Falorus a falshood Come prethee do thy self a good turn And take him do Lucora Luc. Dear Father pardon me indeed I have not Any desire yet to marry Pol. Sure you have Bethink you and speak wiser Luc. Truly I have not Sir Pol. Y' are a stubborn wench and I am sorry It was my hard fortune to be thy father Your shrewdness shal not carry you through so freely As you believe it will it shall not maiden Anti. Do not chide her She will be rul'd by you Luc. Indeed Madam I had rather live as I do Pol. No I believe not that There is some one Or other farre inferiour unto him Whom she's in love withall perhaps some vile Scumme of the Town Luc. Dear Sir you conceive amiss of me for I Love no man yet and hope I never shall Be of another mind Poli. T is false I cannot believe you Luc. If ever I should I d'e hate my self to place Affection on a man of base birth or Unseemly qualities Anti. Be not angry Sir Nent I pray you marry Madam for it is A state wherein one may securely kiss Luc. Leave thy foolery Nent O t is a fine thing to have a coach of ones own to go to a play when you will And be restrain'd from nothing you have a desire to do Luc. Marriage is no such liberty as you