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A37013
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The royalist a comedy : as it is acted at the Duke's Theatre / by Thomas Durfey, Gent.
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D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
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1682
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Wing D2770; ESTC R21987
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by heav'n I 'le spoil thy tuning hereafter Come on Broom Was ever such a humour I must obey him SONG THe great Augustus like the glorious Sun Long on the Rabble Weeds with Splendor Shon Yet all the fruits of his bright influence Was an Il Odour Nauseous to the sence Long flighted they his grace and Love His mercy made them Rebells prove Nor would they be kept under Like the rude Antients that affronted Jove Because they never felt his lightning or his Thunder CHORUS Then let 'em be Confounded Confounded Confounded And so may every Roundhead That stands not up for King and Laws And so may every Roundhead be wretched and Confounded That dares that dares defend the good old Cause Sir Charl. Now Ned. what think'st thou Heart 'T is very well in the kind indeed Sir Sir Charl. Now Sir to your story why what 's the matter Broom The matter why Sir your Estate is sequestre'd and your house and goods seiz'd upon Sir Charl. By whom Sir Broom By Sir Oliver Oldcut Chairman to the Committee of Sequestrations and there is with him one Justice Eitherside a wicked Limb of the Law a Damn'd Orator who has got more fees for bawling than others for speaking sence and they are attended with a whole Regiment of Redcoats Now Sir who shall sing now Sir Charl. Why thou inconsiderable Limb of the War that will I like an April Nightingal Sings A pox on all Traitors and private Caballs Confound all their Plots and Designes Slouch How now sequestred By th' mass then 't is time to look to our selves Neighbours Copyh Here 's Monarchy for you now this comes for standing so stiftly for Monarchy Ownds I am for a Commonwealth Sir Charl. Why ye villain such another word and I 'le make more holes in your guts than are in thy tatter'd Doublet Heart Damn em are they so sly and suddain in their Executions all seiz'd on Broom All Sir Sir Charl. Why farewell Acres I hope my honourable Committee Rascall has consign'd me a Terse of my Claret that I may drink my Royal Masters health at parting Broom Not a drop Sir Sir Charl. That 's somewhat hard well water shall suffice then the unsophisticated purling brook from whom I 'le drink large Brimmers every morning thank Nature and defy adversity Phil. Oh noble temper see yonder Sir they come fly Sir or I fear you 'l be imprison'd Sir Charl. Then shall I have more leisure to contemplate Let 'em come on I 'le stand it to the last Heart Let the worst happen I have a friend at London will soon clear us My Mistress is a secure Card I am sure of a Trump to win for me Aside Come Gentlemen let 's have a little skirmish for 't however we 'l scorn to be taken basely Draws Enter Oldcut Iustice Eitherside Dash Souldiers for their Guard Oldcut But three teirce of Claret and but one little Runlet of Sack to all that Beef and Mutton 'T is very strange hum Lawyer is 't not Eithers Ay 't is strange but these Cavaliers are such damnable soakers one of them shall make nothing of five Gallons for his mornings draught I was inform'd of a Dozen Barrels besides a Cask of Tent that stood up in a Corner Oldcut Tent ay where the Divel is that Tent too if we could have but found that we had done something 't would have been like the very marrow and heart-blood of the cause but to find none at last nay but one little Runlet of Sack neither Dash. So please you this is the punctual place and there amongst his Tenants standeth the sequestred Knight Oldcut Ha! swords drawn too Sir Sir how dare you with what face I say dare you but hold are we strong enough are the Redcoats come up come up Redcoats and be damn'd How dare you Sir brandish a Sword in the very face and front of Authority ha knowest thou not who I am O man Sir Charl. Yes Thou art one of the Dirty Cubs of Reformation and has lickt thy self into more deformity than any Brute can possibly Imitate as to thy honourable extraction thy Mother if my Memory fail me not sold Turnips Eithers That 's a ly to my knowledge she sold Apples Oldcut Well she did so what then the Woman was frugal and what then come what was my father what was he Sir Charl. Why he I think aspir'd to be a Corporal in the low Countryes Oldcut A Corporal by the Lord a Collonel and as brave a fellow as ever carry'd a musket Heart A Musket oh a worthy Officer indeed Sir Charl. As to thy self by clandestine Rapine Plebeian Tally-mans Extortion and cheating the Subject thou art called Rich and Eminent in the Divels name Yet in thy Soul so poor that thy Bounty wou'd starve a mouse did not Bribe pies now and then contribute to its maintenance I remember when thou wer 't elected Sheriff of Worcester thou ne'r would'st Dine beyond a Ninepeny Ordinary Thy stately lodging was an unhang'd Garret 'mongst Rats and Mice close in an old blind Ally butting and bounding on Ale-houses and staples Oldcut Can my honour bear this no it cannot Seize him fellows Either Now as I am a Justice I shou'd say keep the peace But as I am an Orator and a Lawyer I say knock him down Fight here The Tenants turn to Oldcuts party and Kinglove is disarm'd Copyh Oh well faught Monarchy bravely done Monarchy Sir Charl. O sordid Dogs The Snakes that I have warm'd are now the first that sting me Phil. Damn'd souless villains ya 're not hurt I hope Oldcut So now lay his crime before him give him a speech Sir Paul confound him with thy Rhetorick Either Hem hem It is I confess wonderful to me and I believe no less admirable to all here that the sagacity or to speak vulgarly the wisdom of man should desert him at his greatest need Art thou mad oh thou inconsiderable Animal art thou infatuated as the Schoolmen have it to lift thy fist against the mighty Elephant the Commonwealth and have thy braines beaten out by its Naso or Proboscys hoh what shall I say or indeed what can I not say well I will say no more till I have time and place and so bring him away sirs Omnes Huzza Sir Charl. Lead on I have yet left a Cask of Tent to comfort me by the way Oldcut Ask him where Sir Paul ask him where and you that are his Tenants petition to my honour and I le consider ye Ex. all but Kinglove Heart Phil. and Guar. Sir Charl. 'T is base in any man to rail at Fortune Since she 's a Goddess whose Divinity Instructs the wanton Clay to know it self No if Adder like I dip my tongue in Venom It shall be against the Enemies of my Prince The trembling pale curst Traitors of the Times The Plots of Foreign Foes good Heaven reveal Free us from the Mischiefs of a Common-weal Let the grat Senate Peace and Union sing
you do I shall shew you Moorfields play Eith How Sirrah I 'll try that Fight here Broom Hold Valiant Knight and Tailer cool your Choller No bloodshed I beseech you I 'm come to qualifie the business and divert you I 'll shew you a new Satyr Eith A Lowzy shred an empty Pin-cushion and affront me ' Gad I 'd have eaten the Rogue up but that I was afraid his Thimble and Sheers wou'd stick in 's Throat Broom No more Sir I beseech you he 's penitent and pray have patience and hear this 't is a new Song was given me this morning I 'll Sing it you Old Well come prithee let 's hear it SONG NOw now the Tories all must droop Religion and the Laws And Whiggs of Commonwealth get up To Tap the Good Old Cause Tantivy-Boys must all go down And haughty Monarchy The Leather Cap must brave the Crown And Hey then up go We. II. The Name of Lord shall be Abhorr'd For every Man 's a Brother What Reason then in Church or State One Man should Rule another When we have Pill'd and Plunder'd all And Levell'd each Degree Wee 'l make their plump young Daughters fall And Hey then up go We. III. Wee 'l down with all the Versities Where Learning is profest Because they Practise and Maintain The Language of the Beast Wee 'l Exercise within the Groves And Teach beneath a Tree Wee 'l make a Pulpit of a Cask And Hey then up go We. IV. What thô the King and Parliament Do not accord together We have most cause to be content This is our Sun-shine weather For if good Reason should take place And they should once agree ' Dzowns who 'd be in a Round-head's Case For Hey then up go We. V. Wee 'l break the Windows which the Where Of Babylon has Painted And when the Bishops are run down Our Deacons shall be Sainted Thus having quite Enslav'd the Town Pretending 't is too free At last the Gallows claims her own And Hey then up go We. Broom Ha what think you Ion. That you shall be beaten abundantly Down with him friends Broom There goes more to the beating a Soldier than you imagine Have at you All draw and fight off The End of the Fourth Act. ACT. V. SCENE I. An Orchard Enter Sir Charles K. Heartall Phillipa Sir Char. NOw all my Joys are Crown'd and nothing but the Bond the sacred Bond of Marriage can have power to make addition to my Blessings which shall be done and suddenly Phill. When you please Sir Sir Char. Three days shall be the utmost time till when Madam let me desire you to keep this garb and not discover your self to any one till what I have design'd comes to perfection I have had secret Intelligence of this perjur'd Rascal this Villain that swore the Rape against thee and intend now to expose him Hear That was a precious Rogue Sir Char. I have bin with Council about it and will by Proxy get him apprehended till when my dear let no one know your sex or quality lest it should prevent proceedings Phill. I am forewarn'd Sir and will in every thing obey you Sir Char. Thou kindest dearest of thy sex how am I bound to thee thou that like the Darling Genius of the Heav'ns consign'd by Divine Power to reward Vertue too generously hast repaid Ingratitude with heaps of dazling Gold and much more dazling Beauty Hear Forty thousand pound and a pretty Lady ' Gad 't would make me distracted I should do nothing all day long but tell my money and kiss my wife and then be most insufferable insolent but what would make another man proud I find makes you asham'd which faith I think is the meaner folly of the two though it be more gratefull Sir Char. However of the two evils I 'm sure 't is the best though I confess Ned very unfit for thy constitution for thou like a factious Statesman would'st be no more contented with a mean folly than with a mean estate so that the consequence might be dang'rous therefore 't is high time for thee to grow wise But who comes here Enter Broom What my man of mickle might 'T is Spring always when Nightingales appear How dost thou Lieutenant Broom Noble Colonel much the better to see you well why faith I have bin scowring your Coffee house yonder I have chastiz'd some of the factious Rogues for you Sir Char. Ha ha ha Heart And prithee in what old stump or hollow Tree hast thou liv'd like a Cuckow since we parted hah Sir Char. What news from our great Master and the Royal Party Broom The good news I hear is that the Protector lyes a dying Sir Char. 'T would be better news if he were hang'd Broom And we are all in hopes to see good days agen my ill news is that the King wanting a Hundred thousand pounds can by his Loyal Party be supply'd but with Fourscore so that he is in extream distress for the other Twenty to dispatch an extraordinary affair Ah Colonel did you flourish as formerly I know you would be the first to offer this Sir Char. So will I now the first And thus low bend my knee with thanks to the Divine Powers for giving me ability Now my best Love show thy self all Divine show the sordid World how thy Celestial soul surmounts 'em in an unequall'd Generosity thou freely gav'st me Wealth give me then leave as freely to dispose it to this great advantage and lay it at my gracious Monarch's feet Doe this and with a noble freedom doe it and all the dearest motions of my soul are thine eternally as firm and constant as the Centre is to the Earth or the Sun to Heav'n Phill. Sir I have done it already and now I hope you 'll think me a Royalist Sir Char. Hast thou that was an Angel's voice and Millions of Blessings Crown thee for the Deed. Oh my best Love how can I e're requite thee Phill. I heard the news yesterday and did it with the greatest haste and secrecy imaginable Ex. Phill. and Broom Sir Char. A thousand thanks to the most gen'rous of her sex And once more humbly thus I thank the Heav'ns for giving me this means to serve my Prince Oh did he want as many drops of blood from the dear Centre of my life my heart as he does pounds from my now happy store should it not freely bleed Strong in my zeal beyond Mortality with my own hands I 'd crush the trembling Lump untill the Noble Loyal Debt was paid Heart But hark you friend laying these whimsical Transports aside Are you mad what security do you expect for this money Sir Char. None Sir nor desire it The Honour I shall gain outweighs all Interest Heart Ay and yet this is so damn'd an Age that there 's very few are ambitious of that honour Sir Char. Security Wer 't thou not a Fool whom I sometimes call my Friend I would quarrel with thee for that