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A17460	A pleasant comedie, called the tvvo merry milke-maids. Or, the best words weare the garland As it was acted before the King, with generall approbation, by the Companie of the Reuels. By I.C.	J. C., fl. 1620.; Cumber, John, d. 1623, attributed name.; Cooke, Jo., fl. 1614, attributed name.; Chalkhill, John, fl. 1600, attributed name.; Clapham, John, b. 1566, attributed name.	1620 (1620)	STC 4281; ESTC S107366	58,388	120

life which is a blessing to others vnto thee 's a cursse thou shame of such a reuerence dost not see to what a monster lust in thee is growne at lest in mens immaginations A man as old in show as time himselfe Made vp for counsell like another Nestor At least in mens imaginations To be so monstrous Goatishly inclind O fie my Lord thinke with your selfe this ill Prouokes not in the flesh but in your will Your bloud moues slow and cold and all the fire That strikes vp any heat is in desire I blush for you thinke of it Ray. Yes I 'le thinke of it but you shall giue me time And you and I will now goe and consult of it Iul, Keepe of Ray. Why you wonnot stab Iul. Yes to the hart beleeue it Ray. Why then a combat look you I am prouided too Will you yeeld now Iul. No Ray. This wud shew handsome on a Stage An old man and a woman at the point Beleeue it I 'le stab too Iul. Thy worst for I will mine Ray, This is scuruey wooing Iulia no more Iul. Farwell then and repent Ray. Nay then you stir me yeeld or I will force thee And after pay thy periury with death Are you so mannish Enter Duke Duchesse and all the rest spectators Duke Desist vild rauisher Ray. Ha the Duke then rage rise high in me And add vnto this wickednesse a worse Enter Bernard with his Rapier drawne Bar. Villaine what wilt thou do keepe of Ray. O I am lost Dor. A gaurd Duk. Cease on the Traitor O that those haires Which are the badge of truth and as I thought The care of her shud shru'de such villanies So monstrously betraying and abusing Away with him to death Ray. To death Duk. Yes a cruell and a lasting Dor. I beseech your grace Duk. Wilt thou beg for him whom he so hath wronged And which is more made me the instrument Dor. Yes good my Lord his pardon Duk. Prithee sweete no more aske any thing but that Let Law be of no force then in my Land If I forgiue such Traytors O where is Dorilus That innocent and excellent good man If he be liuing let him be brought to me That I may honor him if dead lament And wash him with my teares sit on his Hearst And aske forgiue of his gentle spirit Least it do haunt me being his murtherer Enter Guido Guido Iustice iustice my Soueraigne Duke What art thou com'st for iustice Guido One that vnder your authority performes it vpon others Duke Performe it vpon me for I am a murtherer Guido My Lord Duke A murtherer of my friends of vertuous men Vertue herselfe did very hardly scape me Dor. Good my Lord Duke I must see Dorilus aliue or dead To view how big the wound was that I gaue him For I will haue griefe dig one in my brest As deepe as it is and as mortall too Dor. Why heere is Dorrilus Duke Prayers of Princes fall on thee dost thou liue To tell me that my sword doth want an edge But when it strikes offenders rise Dorilus And thus vnto thy Mistresse I present thee As the best Iewell that I haue to giue her For a true Seruant is of that esteeme Dor. Sir I thanke you but I returne him back As fittest for your seruice Fre. Heere 's giuing and taking as if thei'd both be rid of him Duke Why I thanke thee and I receiue him gladly Now wher 's he that wud haue Iustice Guido Heere my Leige Duke Against whom wud'st thou haue Iustice Guido Against the President of Wittembergh Who falling foule with the learned Landoff Tutor vnto my sonne is thought by most And of the wisest of the Vniuersity To haue by some trecherous plot made them away He nor my sonne hauing bin seene ere since Lan. Why heere is Landoff sir your poore friend in safetie Guido Landoff where is my sonne Ber. Heere sir with a daughter to boote Guido Now Gods blessing a' thy heart if thou hast confer'd me thus Ber. E'ne thus Sir Rise with my blessing on you both Fre. So they are own'd no body calls vpon me nor regards me nor to say the truth I regard nobody the losse of my inuisible Ring has broke my heart now when I knew the vertue of it to lose it and to an ideot an innocent that deserues not to vnderstand the vertue of it what dainty deuices might I haue had in euery Chamber of the Court seene such a Lord kisse such a Lady the wrong way such a Knight lie with his Chambermaid and his Lady with her Groome the Vsher with the waiting-Gentlewoman and the page with all Phoebus himselfe must a come short of those things I shud aseen for one inuisible Ring wud discouer another Du. How now what 's the cause of this why kneele you al Dor. For that which I ioyne with them too Lord Raymonds life banish him the Court And let him be confin'd to his house i' th country Duke Thou must not aske twice what I shall deny Rise 't is granted you see you haue good friends And a gracious mistresse Ray. I see 't and shame to see my selfe How had the Diuell blinded me I could not See your rare vertues O let my penitence Which if it be not zealous iust heauens strike That breath into my throat againe which formes The words I vtter and let 'hem strangle me Let my true penitence I say beget Another vertue in you besides mercy Credulity that I am truly sorry For the bold mischiefes gainst you and my Prince A guilty conscience followed by despaire Light on all Traytors to their Soueraigne Wants to the extreamst sicknesse without succor Without all good mans pitty and their prayers Fall on the slanderers of all your sex Diseases rot him liuing dead no graue But rauenous Fowles become his sepulcher His bones kickt vp and downe by his enemies And charitable men allow of it Hell and the Diuels plying him with torments Bast his black soule that he may roare so loud As to the earth crying he heard may be Who slanders women may be damnd like men ACTVS QVINTVS Scena Prima Enter Ferdinand and Cornelius Cor. Will there be such Reuels say you Fer. Yes but no words for it must be kept priuate Cor. Priuate why there are gone out Proclamations that whosoeuer can by deuice or any quicke conceits delight the Duchesse he shall haue correspondent to his qualitie an Annuall stipend besides the fauour of the Duke for euer Fer. Such a thing was talkt of for the Duke now dotes farre more on the Duchesse then at first and whatsoere is done is to delight her Cor. 'T is a better hearing then the old Iealousies What 's your Lord confin'd to his house i' the countrie Fer. Yes Cor. And how find you your new Lord Fer. Very noble and so doth beare himselfe to euery man harke yonder 's such a colle with the musicians the Masquers and the Dancers who now are

answer for her selfe and wisheth with all his soule such is his infinite affection to her that she could cleere her selfe of the crime So Heauen and the Iustices of her cause defend her 1 Iudg. Speake Lady free and fearelesse what can you say Dor. Nothing but that I do desire to die For it is sin enough that the Duke thinks I am guilty of the fact all the Clemency That you can shew me or I do desire Is to condemne me quickly Ray. That I must speake it grieues me in a cause Which I cud wish neuer had presidence As it hath had too often alas that I Who do bleede inward to behold this woman Falne by a sin equall to Lucifer From her cleere Heauen where she stood a starre Mouing in his armes as her proper Orbe That I shud see this woman as I say Who had she bin a fixed one had neuer Shot from her sphere but as an exhalation Drawne by the attractiue vertue of the Sun Appeares a glorious star yet wanting matter To maintaine his lustre shoots forth his flame And drops from whence it came vnto a Dunghill So was this woman rais'd and so she fell That so much Beauty which was giuen for Honour And did aduance her to it shud cause shame Who can tell whether this be the first man That she hath sind withall since vsually Many faults are committed ere one found She promised the fellow of her lust Vpon condition to make that And what was it A Garland A Garland of all flowers Of what effect who knowes or to what purpose Both being as certaine as the thing it selfe How or from whence it came nay more then this She was so impudent to tell the Duke And tell him she had sworne which the immodests And most professed Strumpet neuer wud What name of shame is to be giuen this woman That wud thus lewdly suffer the wild tongue Proclayme performance of so vild a deede And vnto him she knew did loue her so She might perhaps by her beauty and her teares Or both together stir compassion In many here and in the Duke himselfe But when her crime shall be remembred A crime so beyond mercy being done Vnto a Prince and such a Prince as he is What can I lesse inspire me all ye powers That thought me worthy of authority Then without pitty to condemne this woman 1. Iudg. The case is too apparant Ray. Is it not graue Fathers 2 Iudg. Yes indeede it is I was almost asleepe Ray. Ye all do know all ye that know the Law VVho pardoneth the offender doth commit An offence equall with him that doth punish The harmelesse innocent then she must dye I grieue to speak 't and am so charitable To wish that her reproach may dye with her Duke I thanke thee for the last speech it was well O that she now cud speake and cleere her selfe But proceede giue sentence if she stay long And I stand by a witnesse of her teares Shee le weep her selfe guiltlesse and innocent Therefore go on Doril. Stay Duke Whos 's that 1 Iudg. I know not Ray. Whence come that voyce Cor. Out of the clouds I thinke For no man dares owne it Duke Go forward and giue sentence Doril. Stay I say 1 Iudg. It spoke againe 2 Iudg. It came by my Eare Fer. The Court is troubl'd Doril. Heare me ye ministers of Iustice And thou Patron of it and Truth That comes to you for succour and for safety Duke Keepe your places for let it be the Diuell I will heare him and hearing shall determine Whether he be a spirit of Truth or Lies Doril. The All preseruer that guards Innocence And often lets it pine but neuer perish Can raise a voice from stones or trees or windes To pleade the cause that neds no Eloquence What hath this Lady done that here you bring her Vnto a Barre of shame It i st for being vertuous Because she hath bin constant to her Lord But some haue cald her chastitie in question That neuer had a sparke in their owne Breasts And haue possest the Duke from his owne thoughts That she must needs be bad because they are so Has euery woman so much wit to hide That fault especially and had not shee Who is the mirror of of her sexe for that More then for Beauty But she told the Duke She had offended in an idle promise And that 's obiected to her for a crime A peece of impudence vnparalleld When had she meant to haue wrong'd her royall Lord She wud haue lockt the secret in her heart And set her face with smiles beaten with kisses Suspition from his bosome but she discouered The guift the giuer and the vow that bought it Who i st not knowes dishonestie consisteth In the deed done not in the spoken word And she imagining the deed in which She imployed the doer neuer to be done And so the wickednesse Let me not be thought tedious Nor be offensiue if I bring to minde The meeting of those two how she reuealed That you great Duke consented to the fact Encourag'd her vnto 't and led her on If she had bin a villaine to her death But he looking on her and seeing in her eyes The image of faire Vertue how it wept Gaue backe her vowes and freed her from his heart In that shape first she stood but againe plac'd her As his most roy all mistresse and your wife Duke Excellent voyce go on for I coud stand A tedious winter but to heare thee talke Cor. So coud not I without a rug Gowne Doril. It hath bin still a maxime she 's not chast That hath not bin attempted but she who hath stood Temptation and resisted Gold is the purer For being tryde and Vertue put in act Appeares more glorious when it hath wrought it selfe Out of those troubles which would stifle it Heauen was assaulted by the Giants once Which shewd Ioues powre the greater the pensiue soule Fighting with sin the diuell and with death After the victory triumphs and sings Eternally amongst the blessed Angels Crown'd with perpetuall Peace and happinesse But she for being vertuous must die For conquering her affections for louing Sincerely and effectually her Lord For hauing not the cunning to dissemble But for being Simple Chast and Innocent Iust Noble Beautious Excellent in all Saue what no common woman wud haue mist For this and for this onely she must die Duke No she must liue and all the world must die To me before a haire of her shall perish O I haue wrong'd thy goodnesse now I see 't who was before made blind with iealousie The heauens take thy part and wunnot suffer So much of worthinesse to fall at once Lest nothing here but wickednesse abound Ray. Sir will you heare me Duke Away I will heare nothing but her Angels voice And that which spoke for her which was no lesse It held such musicke in it besides Truth Wipe from thine eyes those teares let Messengers