most its Master May'st thou for I can wish no greater ill Love one like me and be like me contemn'd Thou 'ast all the darts my tongue can fling at thee But I will be reveng'd some other way Before I dye which cannot now be long Alu. Poore Shepheard I begin to pitty him I 'le see if J can comfort him Palaemon Pal. Nay doe not follow me griefe passion And troubled thoughts are my companions Those I had rather entertaine then thee If you choose this way let me goe the other And in both parts distracted error thee May revenge quickly meet may death meet me Exit Alu. Well I say Pan defend me from a lover Of all tame mad-men certainly they 're the worst I would not meet with two such creatures more For any good they without doubt would put me If it be possible into a fit of sadnesse Though it Be but a folly c. Well I must find some plot yet to salve this Because I have engaged my wit in the businesse And 't would be a great scandall to the Citie If I who have spent my meanes there should not be Able to cheate these shepheards How now how now Have we more distressed lovers here Enter Aphron Aph. No I 'me a madde man Al. I gave a shrewd ghesse at it at first sight I thought thee little better Aph. Better why Can there be any better then a mad-man I tell thee I came here to be a mad-man Nay doe not disswade me from 't I would bee A very Madman Al. A good resolution 'T is as gentile a course as you can take I have knowne great ones have not beene asham'd of 't But what cause pray drove you into this humour Aph. Why a Mistris And such a beauteous one do'st thou see no body She sits upon a throne amongst the starres And outshines them looke up and bee amazed Such was her beauty here sure there doe lye A thousand vapours in thy sleepy eyes Do'st thou not see her yet not yet nor yet Alu. No in good troth Aph. Thou' rt dull and ignorant Not skill'd at all in deepe Astrology Let me instruct thee Alu. Prithee doe for thou Art in an admirable case to teach now Ap. I 'le shew thee first all the coelestiall signes And to begin looke on that horned head Al. Whose is 't Iupiters Ap. No 't is the Ramme Next that the spacious Bull fils up the place Al. The Bull 't is well the fellowes of the Guard Intend not to come thither if they did The Gods might chance to lose their beefe Ap. And then Yonder 's the signe of Gemini do'st see it Alu. Yes yes I see one of the zealous sisters Mingled in friendship with a holy Brother To beget Reformations Ap. And there sits Capricorne Al. A Welchman is 't not Ap. There Cancer creepes along with gouty pace As if his feet were sleepy there Doe you marke it Al. I I Alderman-like a walking after dinner His paunch orechargd with capon and with white broth Ap. But now now now now gaze eternally Hadst thou as many eyes as the blacke night They would be all too little seest thou Virgo Al. No by my troth there are so few on earth I should be loth to sweare there 's more in heaven Then onely one Ap. That was my Mistris once but is of late Translated to the height of deserv'd glory And addes new ornaments to the wondring heavens Why doe I stay behind then a meere nothing Without her presence to give life and being If there be any hill whose lofty top Nature hath made contiguous with heaven Though it be steepe rugged as Neptunes brow Though arm'd with cold with hunger and diseases And all the other souldiers of misery Yet I would climbe it up that I might come Next place to thee and there be made a starre Al. I prithee doe for amongst all the beasts That helpe to make up the coelestiall signes There 's a Calfe wanting yet Ap. But stay Al. Nay I have learn'd enough Astrology Ap. Hunger and faintnesse have already seaz'd me 'T is a long journey thither I shall want Provision canst thou helpe me gentle shepheard And when I am come thither I will snatch The Crowne of Ariadne and fling 't downe To thee for a reward Al. No doubt you will But you shall need no victuals when you have ended Your toylesome journey kill the Ram you talke of And feed your selfe with most celestiall mutton Ap. Thou' rt in the right if they deny me that I 'le pluck the Beare downe from the Artique Pole And drowne it in those waters it avoids And dares not touch I 'le tugge the Hyades And make them to sinke downe in spight of Nature I 'le meet with Charles his Wayne and overturne it And breake the wheeles of 't till Böotes start For feare and grow more slow then e're he was Al. By this good light he 'le snuffe the Moone anon Here 's words indeed would fright a Conjurer 'T is pitty that these huge Giganticke speeches Are not upon the stage they would doe rarely For none would understand them I could wish Some Poet here now with his table-booke Ap. I 'le cuffe with Pollux and out-ride thee Castor When the fierce Lyon roares I 'le plucke his heart out And be call'd Cordelion I 'le grapple with the Scorpion Take his sting out and fling him to the earth Al. To me good Sir It may perhaps rayse me a great estate With shewing it up and downe for pence apiece Ap. Alcides freed the earth from savadge monsters And I will free the heavens and bee call'd Don Hercules Alcido de secundo Al. A brave Castilian name Ap. 'T is a hard taske But if that fellow did so much by strength I may well do 't arm'd both with love and fury Alup. Of which thou hast enough Aph, Farewell thou ratte The Cedar bids the shrub adiew Al. Farewell Don Hercules Alcido de secundo If thou scar'st any 't will be by that name This is a wonderfull rare fellow and I like his humor mightily who 's here Enter Truga The Chronicle of a hundred yeares agoe How many crowes hath she outliv'd sure death Hath quite forgot her by this Memento mori I must invent some trick to helpe Palaemon Tru. I am going againe to Callidorus But I have got a better present now My owne ring made of good Ebony Which a yong handsome shepheard bestow'd on me Some fourescore years agoe then they all lov'd me I was a handsome Lasse J wosse in those dayes Al. I so thou wert I 'le warrant here 's good signe of 't Now I le begin the worke Reverend Truga Whose very Autumne shewes how glorious The spring-time of your youth was Tru. Are you come To put your mocks upon me Al. I doe confesse indeed my former speeches Have beene too rude and saucy I have flung Madde jests too wildly at you but considering The reverence which is due to age and
vertue I have repented will you see my teares And beleeve them Oh for an onyon now Or J shall laugh alowd ha ha ha Aside Tru. Alas good soule I doe forgive you truly I would not have you weepe for me indeed I ever thought you would repent at last Al. You might well But the right valewing of your worth and vertue Hath turn'd the folly of my former scorne Inro a wiser reverence pardon me If I say love Tru. I I with all my heart But doe you speake sincerely Al. Oh! it grieves me That you should doubt it what I spoke before Were lyes the off-spring of a foolish rashnesse I see some sparks still of your former beauty Which spight of time still flourish Tru. Why I am not So old as you imagined I am yet But fourescore yeares Am I a January now How doe you thinke I alwayes did beleeve You 'd be of another opinion one day I know you did but jest Al. Oh no oh no I see it takes Aside How you bely your age for let me see A man would take you let me see for Some forty yeares or thereabouts I meane foure hundred Not a jot more J sweare Aside Tru. Oh no! you flatter me But I looke something fresh indeed this morning I should please Callidorus mightily But I 'le not goe perhaps this fellow is As handsome quite as he and I perceive He loves me hugely I protest I will not Aside Have him grow madde which he may chance to doe If I should scorne him Al. I have something here Which I would faine reveale to you but dare not Without your licence Tru. Doe in Pans name doe now now Al. The comely gravity which adornes your age And makes you still seeme lovely hath so strucken me Tru. Alas good soule I must seeme coy at first But not too long for feare I should quite lose him Al. That I shall perish utterly unlesse Your gentle nature helpe me Tru. Alas good Shepheard And in troth I faine would helpe you But I am past those vanities of love Al. Oh no! Wise nature which preserv'd your life till now Doth it because you should enjoy these pleasures Which doe belong to life if you deny me I am undone Tru. Well you should not win me But that I am loath to be held the cause Of any young mans ruine doe not thinke it My want of chastity but my good nature Which would see no one hurt Al. Ah pretty soule Aside How supple 't is like wax before the Sun Now cannot I chuse but kisse her there 's the plague of 't Let 's then joyne our hearts and seale them with a kisse Tru. Well let us then 'T were incivility to be your debtor I 'le give you back againe your kisse sweetheart And come in th' afternoone I 'le see you My husband will be gone to sell some kine And Hylace tending the sheepe till then Farewell good Duck Offers to goe But doe you heare because you shall remember Turnes back To come I 'le give thee here this Ebon ring But doe not weare it lest my husband chance To see 't Farewell Duck Al. Lest her husband chance To see 't she cannot deny this here 's enough My Scoene of love is done then is she gone I 'le call her back ho Truga Truga hô Tru. Why doe you call me Duck Al Only to aske one foolish question of thee Ha'n't you a husband Tru. Yes you know I have Al. And doe you love him Tru. Why doe you aske I doe Al. Yet you can be content to make him cuckold Tru. Rather then to see you perish in your flames Al. Why art thou now two hundred yeares of age Yet hast no more discretion but to thinke That I could love thee ha ha were 't mine I 'de sell thee to some gardiner thou wouldst serve To scare away the theeves aswell as crowes Tru. Oh you 're dispos'd to jest I see Farewell Al. Nay I 'me in very earnest I love you Why thy face is a vizard Trug. Leave off these tricks I shall be angry else And take away the favours I bestow'd Al. 'T is knowne that thou hast eyes by the holes only Which are crept farther in then thy nose out And that 's almost a yard thy quarreling teeth Of such a colour are that they themselves Scare one another and doe stand at distance Thy skin hangs loose as if it fear'd the bones For flesh thou hast not and is growne so black That a wilde Centaure would not meddle with thee To conclude Nature made thee when she was Only dispos'd to jest and length of time Hath made thee more ridiculous Tru. Base villaine is this your love Give me my ring againe Al. No no soft there I intend to bestow it on your husband He 'le keepe it better farre then you have done Trug. What shall I doe Alupis good Alupis Stay but a little while pray doe but heare me Al. No I 'le come to you in the afternoone Your husband will be selling of some kine And Hylace tending the sheepe Tru. Pray heare me command me any thing And be but silent of this good Alupis Hugh Hugh Hugh Al. Yes yes I will be silent I 'le only blow a trumpet on yon hill Till all the countrey swaines are flockt about me Then show the ring and tell the passages 'Twixt you and me Trug. Alas I am undone Al. Well now 't is ripe I have had sport enough Since I behold your penitentiall teares I 'le propose this to you if you can get Your Daughter to be married to Palaemon This day for I 'le allow no longer time To morrow I 'le restore your ring and sweare Never to mention what is past betwixt us If not you know what followes take your choyse Tru. I 'le doe my best endevour Al. Goe make hast then You know your time 's bnt short and use it well Now if this faile the Divel 's in all wit Exit Truga I 'le goe and thrust it forward if it take I 'le sing away the day For 't is but a folly To be melancholly Let 's live here whilst wee may Exit Finis Actus Tertij Actus IIII Scaena I. Enter Callidorus Bellula Florellus _CAl. Pray follow me no more me thinks that modesty Which is so lively painted in your face Should prompt your maiden heart with feares and blushes To trust your selfe in so much privatnesse With one you know not Bel. I should love those feares And call them hopes could I perswade my selfe There were so much heate in you as to cause them Prithee leave me if thou dost hope successe To thine owne love why interrupt'st thou mine Flo. If love cause you To follow him how can you angry bee Because love forces me without resistance To doe the same to you Bell. Love should not grow So subtill as to play with arguments Flo. Love should not be an enemy to reason Cal. To love is of it selfe a kind of Folly But to
And there kill'd by a Chirurgion for experience And when hee 's gone I le wish this good thing for him May the earth lye gently on him that the dogges May teare him up the easier Aeg. A curse upon thee And upon me for trusting thy fond counsels Was this your cunning trick why thou hast wounded My conscience and my reputation too With what face can I looke on the other Swaines Or who will ever trust me who have broke My faith thus openly Pa. A curse upon thee This is the second time that thy perswasions Made me not only foole but wicked too I should have dyed in quiet else and knowne No other wound but that of her denyall Go now and bragge how thou hast us'd Palaemon But yet me thinkes you might have chose some other For subject of your mirth not me Aeg. Nor me Al. And yet if this had prospered as I wonder Who it should be betray'd us since we three And Truga only knew it whom if she Betray'd us I if this I say had prospered You would have hugg'd me for inventing it And him for putting it in act foolish men That doe not marke the thing but the event Your judgements hang on Fortune not on reason Aeg. Dost thou upbraid us too Pa. First make us wretched And then laugh at us beleeve Alupis Thou shalt not long have cause to boast thy villany Al. My villany doe what yee can you 're fooles And there 's an end I le talke with you no more I had as good speake reason to the wind As you that can but hisse at it Aeg. Wee will doe more Palaemon come away He hath wrong'd both and both shall satisfie Al. Which he will never doe nay goe and plod Your two wise braines will invent certainely Politique ginnes to catch me in Exeunt And now have at thee Truga if I find That thou art guiltie mum I have a ring Palaemon Aegon Hylace Melarnus Are all against me no great matter hang care For 't is but a folly c. Exit Enter Bellula This way my Callidorus went what chance Hath snatch'd him from my sight how shall I find him How shall I find my selfe now I have lost him With yee my feet and eyes I will not make The smallest truce till yee have sought him out Exit Enter Callidorus and Florellus Come now your businesse Flo. 'T is a fatall one Which will almost as much shame me to speake Much more to act as 't will fright you to heare it Cal. Fright me it must be then some wickednesse I am accustom'd so to misery That cannot do 't Flo. Oh! 'T is a sinne young man A sinne which every one shall wonder at None not condemne if ever it be knowne Me thinkes my bloud shrinkes back into my veines And my affrighted hayres are turn'd to bristles Doe not my eyes creepe backe into their cells As if they seem'd to wish for thicker darknesse Then either night or death to cover them Doth not my face looke black and horrid too As black and horrid as my thoughts ha tell me Cal. I am a novice in all villanyes If your intents be such dismisse me pray My nature is more easie to discover Then helpe you so Farewell Flo. Yet stay a little longer you must stay You are an actor in this Tragedy Cal. What would you doe Flo. Alas I would doe nothing but I must Cal. What must you doe Flo. I must Love thou hast got the victory Kill thee Cal. Who me you doe but jest I should believe you if I could tell how To frame a cause or thinke on any injury Worth such a large revenge which I have done you Flo. Oh no! there 's all the wickednesse they may seeme To find excuse for their abhorred fact That kill when wrongs and anger urgeth them Because thou art so good so affable So full of graces both of mind and body Therefore I kill thee wilt thou know it plainely Because whilst thou art living Bellula Protested she would never be anothers Therefore I kill thee Call Had I beene your rivall You might have had some cause cause did I say You might have had pretence for such a villany He who unjustly kills is twice a murtherer Flo. He whom love bids to kill is not a murtherer Cal. Call not that love that 's ill 't is only fury Flo. Fury in ills is halfe excusable Therefore prepare thy selfe if any sinne Though I beleeve thy hot and flourishing youth As innocent as other mens nativities Hath flung a spot upon thy purer conscience Wash it in some few teares Call Are you resolv'd to be so cruell Flo. I must or be as cruell to my selfe Call As sick men doe their beds so have I yet Injoy'd my selfe with little rest much trouble I have beene made the Ball of Love and Fortune And am almost worne out with often playing And therefore I would entertaine my death As some good friend whose comming I expected Were it not that my parents Flo. Here see I doe not come Drawes two swords from under his garment and offers one to Call Like a foule murtherer to intrap you falsly Take your own choyse and then defend your selfe Cal. 'T is nobly done and since it must be so Although my strength and courage call me woman I will not dye like sheepe without resistance If innocence be guard sufficient I 'me sure he cannot hurt me Flo. Are you ready the fatall Cuckow on yon spreading tree Hath sounded out your dying knell already Cal. I am Flo. 'T is well and I could wish thy hand Were strong enough 't is thou deservest the victory Nay were not th' hope of Bellula ingraven In all my thoughts I would my selfe play booty Against my selfe But Bellula come on Fight Enter Philistus This is the wood adjoyning to the Farme Where I gave order unto Clariana My sister to remaine till my returne Here 't is in vaine to seeke her yet who knowes Though it be in vaine I le seeke to him that doth Propose no journeys end no path's amisse Why how now what doe you meane for shame part Shepheards I thought you honest shepheards had not had Sees them fighting So much of Court and Citie follies in you Flo. 'T is Philistus I hope he will not know me Now I begin to see how black and horrid My attempt was how much unlike Florellus Thankes to the juster Deityes for declining From both the danger and from me the sin Phi. 'T would be a wrong to charity to dismisse yee Before I see you friends give me your weapons Cal. 'T is he why doe I doubt most willingly And my selfe too best man now kill me shepheard Phi. What doe you meane Swounds Rise prithee rise sure you have wounded him Enter Bellula Deceive me not good eyes what doe I see My Callidorus dead 'T is impossible Who is it that lyes slaine there are you dumbe Who is 't I pray Flo. Faire Mistris Bel. Pish faire Mistris I