quite forgot To touch an Instrument she could haue don 't Wee 'le heare them both Rich. I 'le waite vpon you sir Exeunt Enter Soranzo in his study reading a Booke Loues measure is extreame the comfort paine The life vnrest and the reward disdaine What 's here looke o're againe 't is so so writes This smooth licentious Poet in his rymes But Sanazar thou lyest for had thy bosome Felt such oppression as is laid on mine Thou wouldst haue kist the rod that made the smart To worke then happy Muse and contradict What Sanazer hath in his enuy writ Loues measure is the meane sweet his annoyes His pleasures life and his reward all ioyes Had Annabella liu'd when Sanazar Did in his briefe Enconium celebrate Venice that Queene of Citties he had left That Verse which gaind him such a sume of Gold And for one onely looke from Annabell Had writ of her and her diuiner cheekes O how my thoughts are Vasques within Pray forbeare in rules of Ciuility lot me giue notice on 't I shall be tax't of my neglect of duty and seruice Soran. What rude intrusion interrupts my peace Can I be no where priuate Vas. within Troth you wrong your modesty Soran. What 's the matter Vasques who is 't Enter Hipplita and Vasques Hip. 'T is I Doe you know mee now looke periurd man on her Whom thou and thy distracted lust haue wrong'd Thy sensuall rage of blood hath made my youth Ascorne to men and Angels and shall I Be now a foyle to thy vnsated change Thou knowst false wanton when my modest fame Stood free from staine or scandall all the charmes Of Hell or sorcery could not preuaile Against the honour of my chaster bosome Thyne eyes did pleade in teares thy tongue in oathes Such and so many that a heart of steele Would haue beene wrought to pity as was mine And shall the Conquest of my lawfull bed My husbands death vrg'd on by his disgrace My losse of woeman-hood be ill rewarded With hatred and contempt No know Soranzo I haue a spirit doth as much distast The slauery of fearing thee as thou Dost loath the memory of what hath past Soran. Nay deare Hippolita Hip. Call me not deare Nor thinke with supple words to smooth the grosenesse Of my abuses 't is not your new Mistresse Your goodly Madam Merchant shall triumph On my deiection tell her thus from mee My byrth was Nobler and by much more Free Soran. You are too violent Hip. You are too double In your dissimulation see'st thou this This habit these blacke mourning weedes of Care 'T is thou art cause of this and hast divorc't My husband from his life and me from him And made me Widdow in my widdow-hood Soran. Will you yet heare Hip. More of the periuries Thy soule is drown'd too deepely in those sinnes Thou need'st not add to 'th number Soran. Then I 'le leaue you You are past all rules of sence Hip. And thou of grace Vas. Fy Mistresse you are not neere the limits of reason if my Lord had a resolution as noble as Vertue it selfe you take the course to vnedge it all Sir I beseech you doe not perplexe her griefes alas will haue a vent I dare vndertake Madam Hippolita will now freely heare you Soran. Talke to a woman frantick are these the fruits of your loue Hip. They are the fruites of thy vntruth false man Didst thou not sweare whil'st no happinese on earth More then to call me wife didst thou not vow When hee should dye to marry mee for which The Deuill in my blood and thy protests Caus'd mee to Counsaile him to vndertake A voyage to Ligorne for that we heard His Brother there was dead and left a Daughter Young and vnfriended who with much adoe I wish't him to bring hither hee did so And went and as thou know'st dyed on the way Vnhappy man to buy his death so deare With my aduice yet thou for whom I did it Forget'st thy vowes and leau'st me to my shame Soran. Who could helpe this Hip. Who periur'd man thou couldst If thou hadst faith or loue Soran. You are deceiu'd The vowes I made if you remember well Were wicked and vnlawfull 't were more sinne To keepe them then to breake them as for mee I cannot maske my penitence thinke thou How much thou hast digrest from honest shame In bringing of a gentleman to death Who was thy husband such a one as hee So noble in his quality condition Learning behauiour entertainment loue As Parma could not shew a brauer man Vas, You doe not well this was not your promise Soran. I care not let her know her monstrous life Ere I 'le be seruile to so blacke a sinne I 'le be a Curse woeman come here no more Learne to repent and dye for by my honour I hate thee and thy lust you haue beene too foule Vas. This part has beene scuruily playd Hip. How foolishly this beast contemnes his Fate And shuns the vse of that which I more scorne Then I once lou'd his loue but let him goe She offers to goe away My vengeance shall giue comfort to his woe Vas. Mistresse Mistresse Madam Hippolita Pray a word or two Hip. With mee Sir Vas. With you if you please Hip. What is 't Vas. I know you are infinitely mou'd now and you thinke you haue cause some I confesse you haue but sure not so much as you imagine Hip. Indeed Vas. O you were miserably bitter which you followed euen to the last sillable Faith you were somewhat too shrewd by my life you could not haue tooke my Lord in a worse time since I first knew him tomorrow you shall finde him a new man Hip. Well I shall waite his leasure Vas. Fie this is not a hearty patience it comes sowerly from you troth let me perswade you for once Hip. I haue it and it shall be so thanks opportunity perswade me to what Vas. Visitt him in some milder temper O if you could but master a little your femall spleen how might you winne him Hip. Hee wil neuer loue me Vasques thou hast bin a too trusty seruant to such a master I beleeue thy reward in the end wil fal out like mine Vas. So perhaps too Hip. Resolue thy selfe it will had I one so true so truely honest so secret to my Counsels as thou hast beene to him and his I should thinke it a flight acquittance not onely to make him Maister of all I haue but euen of my selfe Vas. O you are a noble Gentlewoman Hip. Wu't thou feede alwayes vpon hopes well I know thou art wise and see'st the reward of an old seruant dally what it is Vas. Beggery and neglect Hip. True but Vasques wer 't thou mine and wouldst bee priuate to me and my designes I here protest my selfe and all what I can else call myne should be at thy dispose Vas. Worke you that way old moule then I haue the wind of you I were not worthy of it
thinke I am a Turke or a Iew no Vasques I haue knowne their dealings too long to belye them now Vas. Where are you there within sirs Enter Bandetti Put. How now what are these Vas. You shall know presently Come sirs take mee This old Damnable hagge Gag her instantly and put out her eyes quickly quickly Put. Vasques Vasques Vas. Gag her I say 'sfoot d' ee suffer her to prate what d' ee fumble about let mee come to her I 'le helpe your old gums you Toad-bellied bitch sirs carry her closely into the Coale-house and put out her eyes instantly if shee roares slitt her nose d' ee heare bee speedy and sure Why this is excellent and aboue expectation Exit with Putana Her owne brother O horrible to what a height of liberty in damnation hath the Deuill trayn'd our age her Brother well there 's yet but a beginning I must to my Lord and tutor him better in his points of vengeance now I see how a smooth tale goes beyond a smooth tayle but soft what thing comes next Enter Giouanni Giouanni as I would wish my beleefe is strengthned 'T is as firme as Winter and Summer Gio. Where 's my Sister Vas. Troubled with a new sicknes my Lord she 's somwhat ill Gio. Tooke too much of the flesh I beleeue Vas. Troth sir and you I thinke haue e'ne hitt it But My vertuous Lady Gio. Where 's shee Vas. In her chamber please you visit her she is alone your liberality hath doubly made me your seruant and euer shal euer Exit Gio. Sir I am made a man I haue plyed my Cue with cunning Enter Soranzo and successe I beseech you let 's be priuate Soran, My Ladyes brother 's come now hee 'le know all Vas. Let him know 't I haue made some of them fast enough How haue you delt with my Lady Soran Gently as thou hast counsail'd O my soule Runs circular in sorrow for reuenge But Vasques thou shalt know Vas. Nay I will know no more for now comes your turne to know I would not talke so openly with you Let my young Maister take time enough and goe at pleasure hee is sold to death and the Deuill shall not ransome him Sir I beseech you your priuacy Soran. No Conquest can gayne glory of my feare Exit Actus Quintus Enter Annabella aboue Anna. Pleasures farwell and all yee thriftlesse minutes Wherein False ioyes haue spun a weary life To these my Fortunes now I take my leaue Thou Precious Time that swiftly rid'st in poast Ouer the world to finish vp the race Of my last fate here stay thy restlesse course And beare to Ages that are yet vnborne A wretched woefull woemans Tragedy My Conscience now stands vp against my lust With dispositions charectred in guilt Enter Fryar And tells mee I am lost Now I confesse Beauty that cloathes the out-side of the face Is cursed if it be not cloath'd with grace Here like a Turtle mew'd vp in a Cage Vn-mated I conuerse with Ayre and walls And descant on my vild vnhappinesse O Giouanni that hast had the spoyle Of thine owne vertues and my modest fame Would thou hadst beene lesse subiect to those Stars That luckelesse raign'd at my Natiuity O would the scourge due to my blacke offence Might passe from thee that I alone might feele The torment of an vncontrouled flame Fry What 's this I heare Anna. That man that Blessed Fryar Who ioynd in Ceremoniall knot my hand To him whose wife I now am told mee oft I troad the path to death and shewed mee how But they who sleepe in Lethargies of Lust Hugge their confusion making Heauen vniust And so did I Fry Here 's Musicke to the soule Anna. Forgiue mee my Good Genius and this once Be helpfull to my ends Let some good man Passe this way to whose trust I may commit This paper double lin'd with teares and blood Which being granted here I sadly vow Repentance and a leauing of that life I long haue dyed in Fry Lady Heauen hath heard you And hath by prouidence ordain'd that I should be his Minister for your behoofe Anna. Ha what are you Fry Your brothers friend the Fryar Glad in my soule that I haue liu'd to heare This free confession twixt your peace and you What would you or to whom feare not to speake Anna. Is Heauen so bountifull then I haue found More fauour then I hop'd here Holy man Throwes a letter Commend mee to my Brother giue him that That Letter bid him read it and repent Tell him that I imprison'd in my chamber Bard of all company euen of My Guardian Who giues me cause of much suspect haue time To blush at what hath past bidd him be wise And not beleeue the Friendship of my Lord I feare much more then I can speake Good father The place is dangerous and spyes are busie I must breake off you 'le doe 't Fry Be sure I will And fly with speede my blessing euer rest With thee my daughter liue to dye more blessed Exit Fry Anna. Thanks to the heauens who haue prolong'd my breath To this good vse Now I can welcome Death Exit Enter Soranzo and Vasques Vas. Am I to be beleeu'd now First marry a strumpet that cast her selfe away vpon you but to laugh at your hornes to feast on your disgrace riott in your vexations cuckold you in your bride-bed waste your estate vpon Panders and Bawds Soran. No more I say no more Vas. A Cuckold is a goodly tame beast my Lord Soran. I am resolu'd vrge not another word My thoughts are great and all as resolute As thunder in meane time I 'le cause our Lady To decke her selfe in all her bridall Robes Kisse her and fold her gently in my armes Begone yet heare you are the Bandetti ready To waite in Ambush Vas. Good Sir trouble not your selfe about other busines then your owne resolution remember that time lost cannot be recal'd Soran. With all the cunning words thou canst inuite The States of Parma to my Birth-dayes feast Haste to my Brother riuall and his Father Entreate them gently bidd them not to fayle Bee speedy and returne Vas. Let not your pitty betray you till my comming backe Thinke vpon Incest and Cuckoldry Soran. Reuenge is all the Ambition I aspire To that I 'le clime or fall my blood 's on fire Exeunt Enter Giouanni Gio. Busie opinion is an idle Foole That as a Schoole-rod keepes a child in awe Frights the vnexperienc't temper of the mind So did it mee who ere My precious Sister Was married thought all tast of loue would dye In such a Contract but I finde no change Of pleasure in this formall law of sports Shee is still one to mee and euery kisse As sweet and as delicious as the first I reap't when yet the priuiledge of youth Intitled her a Virgine O the glory Of two vnited hearts like hers and mine Let Poaring booke-men dreame of other worlds My world and all
a mischiefe Looke for 't though it come late it will come sure Gio. Father in this you are vncharitable What I haue done I 'le proue both fit and good It is a principall which you haue taught When I was yet your Scholler that the Fame And Composition of the Minde doth follow The Frame and Composition of Body So where the Bodies furniture is Beauty The Mindes must needs be Vertue which allowed Vertue it selfe is Reason but refin'd And Loue the Quintesence of that this proues My Sisters Beauty being rarely Faire Is rarely Vertuous chiefely in her loue And chiefely in that Loue her loue to me If hers to me then so is mine to her Since in like Causes are effects alike Fry O ignorance in knowledge long agoe How often haue I warn'd thee this before Indeede if we were sure there were no Deity Nor Heauen nor Hell then to be lead alone By Natures light as were Philosophers Of elder times might instance some defence But 't is not so then Madman thou wilt finde That Nature is in Heauens positions blind Gio. Your age o're rules you had you youth like mine You 'd make her loue your heauen and her diuine Fry Nay then I see th' art too farre sold to hell It lies not in the Compasse of my prayers To call thee backe yet let me Counsell thee Perswade thy sister to some marriage Gio. Marriage why that 's to dambe her that 's to proue Her greedy of variety of lust Fry O fearefull if thou wilt not giue me leaue To shriue her lest shee should dye vn-absolu'd Gio. At your best leasure Father then shee 'le tell you How dearely shee doth prize my Matchlesse loue Then you will know what pitty 't were we two Should haue beene sundred from each others armes View well her face and in that little round You may obserue a world of variety For Colour lips for sweet perfumes her breath For Iewels eyes for threds of purest gold Hayre for delicious choyce of Flowers cheekes Wonder in euery portion of that Throne Heare her but speake and you will sweare the Sphaeres Make Musicke to the Cittizens in Heauen But Father what is else for pleasure fram'd Least I offend your eares shall goe vn-nam'd Fry The more I heare I pitty thee the more That one so excellent should giue those parts All to a second Death what I can doe Is but to pray and yet I could aduise thee Wouldst thou be rul'd Gio. In what Fry Why leaue her yet The Throne of Mercy is aboue your trespasse Yet time is left you both Gio. To embrace each other Else let all time be strucke quite out of number Shee is like mee and I like her resolu'd Fry No more I 'le visit her this grieues me most Things being thus a paire of soules are lost Exeūt Enter Florio Donado Annabella Putana Flo. Where 's Giouanni Anna. Newly walk't abroad And as I heard him say gon to the Fryar His reuerent Tutor Flo. That 's a blessed man A man made vp of holinesse I hope Hee 'le teach him how to gaine another world Do. Faire Gentlewoman here 's a letter sent To you from my young Cozen I dare sweare He loues you in his soule would you could heare Sometimes what I see dayly sighes and teares As if his breast were prison to his heart Flo. Receiue it Annabella Anna. Alas good man Do. What 's that she said Pu. And please you sir she sayd alas good man truely I doe Commend him to her euery night before her first sleepe because I would haue her dreame of him and shee harkens to that most relligiously Do. Say'st so godamercy Putana there 's something for thee and prythee doe what thou canst on his behalfe sha'not be lost labour take my word for 't Pu. Thanke you most heartily sir now I haue a Feeling of your mind let mee alone to worke Anna. Guardian Pu. Did you call Anna. Keepe this letter Do. Signior Florio in any case bid her reade it instantly Flo. Keepe it for what pray reade it mee here right Anna. I shall sir She reades Do. How d' ee finde her inclin'd Signior Flo. Troth sir I know not how not all so well As I could wish Anna. Sir I am bound to rest your Cozens debter The Iewell I 'le returne for if he loue I 'le count that loue a Iewell Do. Marke you that Nay keepe them both sweete Maide Anna. You must excuse mee Indeed I will not keepe it Flo. Where 's the Ring That which your Mother in her will bequeath'd And charg'd you on her blessing not to giue 't To any but your Husband send backe that Anna. I haue it not Flo. Ha I haue it not where is 't Anna. My brother in the morning tooke it frō me Said he would weare 't to Day Flo. Well what doe you say To young Bergetto's loue are you content To match with him speake Do. There 's the poynt indeed Anna. What shal I doe I must say something now Flo. What say why d' ee not speake Anna. Sir with your leaue Please you to giue me freedome Flo. Yes you haue Anna. Signior Donado if your Nephew meane To rayse his better Fortunes in his match The hope of mee will hinder such a hope Sir if you loue him as I know you doe Find one more worthy of his choyce then mee In short I 'me sure I sha'not be his wife Do. Why here 's plaine dealing I commend thee for 't And all the worst I wish thee is heauen blesse thee Your Father yet and I will still be friends Shall we not Signior Florio Flo. Yes why not Looke here your Cozen comes Enter Bergetto and Poggio Do. Oh Coxcombe what doth he make here Ber. Where 's my Vnkle sirs Do. What 's the newes now Ber. Saue you Vnkle saue you you must not thinke I come for nothing Maisters and how and how is 't what you haue read my letter ah there I tickled you yfaith Pog. But 't were better you had tickled her in another place Ber. Sirrah Sweet-heart I 'le tell thee a good jest and riddle what 't is Anna. You say you 'd tell mee Ber. As I was walking iust now in the Streete I mett a swaggering fellow would needs take the wall of me and because hee did thrust me I very valiantly cal'd him Rogue hee hereupon bad me drawe I told him I had more wit then so but when hee saw that I would not hee did so maule me with the hilts of his Rapier that my head sung whil'st my feere caper'd in the kennell Do. Was euer the like asse seene Anna. And what did you all this while Ber. Laugh at him for a gull till I see the blood runne about mine eares and then I could not choose but finde in my heart to cry till a fellow with a broad beard they say hee is a new-come Doctor cald mee into this house and gaue me a playster looke you here 't is and sir