am your servant Lem. One word more if you love Lisanders life Advise him as he tenders it to keep Out of the way if he be apprehended This City cannot ransome him so good morrow Ex. Dor. All happinesse attend you goe thy wayes Thou hast a cleare and noble soule for thy sake I le hold that man mine enemy who dares mutter The court is not the sphere where vertue moves Enter Serv. Humanity and noblenesse waiting on her Serv. Two gentlemen but what they are I know not Their faces are so mufl'd presse to see you And will not be deny'd Dor. What ere they are I am to old to feare Serv. They need no usher they make their own way Enter Lisander Alcidon Dor. Take you yours Lisander Exit Serv. My Joy to see you and my sorrow for The danger you are in contend so here Though different passions nay oppos'd in nature I know not which to entertaine Lis. Your hate should win the victorie from both with justice You may look on me as a Homicide A man whose life is forfeited to the Law But if how ere I stand accus'd in thought I sinn'd against Cleanders life or live Guilty of the dishonour of your daughter May all the miseries that can fall on man Here or hereafter circle me Dor. To me this protestation 's uselesse I embrace you As the preserver of my life the man To whom my sonne owes his with life his honour And howsoever your affection To my unhappy daughter though it were For I have sifted her in a noble way Hath printed some taint on her fame and brought Her life in question yet I would not purchase The wish'd recoverie of her reputation With strong assurance of her innocence Before the King her Judge with certaine losse Of my Lisander for whose life if found There 's no redemption my excesse of love Though to enjoy you one short day would lengthen My life a dozen yeares boldly commands me Upon my knees which yet were never bent But to the King and heaven to entreat you To flye hence with all possible speed and leave Caliste to her fortune Lis. O blessed Saints forsake her in affliction can you Be so unnaturall to your owne bloud To one so well deserving as to value My safety before hers shall innocence In her be branded and my guilt escape Unpunish'd doe's she suffer so much for me For me unworthy and shall I decline Eating the bitter bread of banishment The course of justice to draw out a life A life I stile it false a living death Which being uncompell'd laid downe will cleare her And write her name a-new in the faire legend Of the best women seek not to disswade me I will not like a carelesse Poet spoyle The last act of my Play till now applauded By giving the world just cause to say I fear'd Death more then losse of honour Dor. But suppose heaven hath design'd some Other saving meanes for her deliverance Lis. Other meanes that is A mischiefe above all I have groan'd under Shall any other pay my debt while I Write my selfe bankrupt or Caliste owe The least beholdingnesse for that which she On all the bonds of gratitude I have seal'd to May challenge from me to be freely tender'd Avert it mercy I will goe to my grave Without the curses of my creditors I le vindicate her faire name and so cancell My obligation to her to the King To whom I stand accomptable for the losse Of two of his lov'd subjects lives I le offer Mine owne in satisfaction to heaven I le pay my true repentance to the times Present and future I le be registred A memorable president to admonish Others however valiant not to trust To their abilities to dare and doe And much lesse for the aërie words of honour And false stamp'd reputation to shake off The chains of their religion and allegeance The principall means appointed to prefer Societies and Kingdomes Exit Dor. Let 's not leave him his mind 's much troubled Alc. Were your daughter free Since from her dangers his distraction rises His cause is not so desperate for the slaughter Of Cloridon and Chrysanthes but it may Find passage to the mercy of the King The motives urg'd in his defence that forc'd him To act that bloudy Scaene Dor. Heaven can send ayds When they are least expected let us walke The houre of tryall drawes neare Alc. May it end well Exeunt Enter Olinda and Lidian Ol. That for my love you should turne Hermit Lidian As much amazes me as your report Clarange's dead Lid. He is so and all comforts My youth can hope for Madam with him buried Nor had I ever left my cell but that He did injoine me at his death to shed Some teares of friendship on his Monument And those last Rites perform'd he did bequeath you As the best legacie a friend could give Or I indeed could wish to my embraces Ol. 'T is still more strange is there no foule play in it I must confesse I am not sorry sir For your faire fortune yet 't is fit I grieve The most untimely death of such a Gentleman He was my worthy servant Lid. And for this acknowledgment if I could prize you at A higher rate I should he was my friend My dearest friend Ol. But how should I be assur'd sir For slow beleefe is the best friend of truth Of this Gentlemans death if I should credit it And afterward it fall out contrary How am I sham'd how is your vertue tainted Lid. There is a Frier that came along with me His businesse to deliver you a Letter From dead Clarange You shall heare his testimonie Father my reverend Father looke upon him Such holy men are Authors of no Fables Enter Clarange with a Letter writ out and Frier Ol. They should not be their lives and their opinions Like brightest purest flames should still burne upwards To me sir delivers the Letter Clar. If you are the faire Olinda Frier I doe not like these crosse points Clar. Give me leave I am nearest to my selfe What I have ploted Shal be pursu'd you must not over-rule me Ol. Doe you put the first hand to your own undoing Play to betray your game Mark but this letter Lady I am come to claime your noble promise Reads If you be Mistris of your word ye are mine I am last return'd your riddle is dissolv'd And I attend your faith Your humble servant Clarange Is this the Frier that saw him dead Lid. 'T is he Clarange on my life I am defeated Such reverend habits juggle my true sorrow For a false friend not worth a teare derided Fri. You have abus'd my trust Ol. It is not well nor like a gentleman Clar. All stratagems In love and that the sharpest war are lawfull By your example I did change my habit Caught you in your owne toyle and triumph in it And what by policy 's got I will maintaine With valour no Lisander shall come
house of wonder Zab. Do not you thinke your selfe now truely happie You have the abstract of all sweetnesse by ye The pretious wealth youth Labors to arrive at Nor is she lesse in honour then in beauty Ferraras roiall Duke is proud to call her His best his noblest and most happie Sister Fortune has made her Mistris of herselfe Wealthy and wise without a power to sway her Wonder of Italy of all harts Mistris Arn. And all this is Zab. Hyppolita the beauteous Hyp. You are a poore relator of my fortunes Too weake a Chronicle to speak my blessings And leave out that essentiall part of Story I am most high and happy in most fortunate The acquaintance and the noble fellowship Of this faire Gentleman pray ye do not wonder Nor hold it strange to heare a handsome Lady Speak freely to ye with your fair leave courtesie I will sit by ye Arn. I know not what to answer Nor where I am nor to what end consider Why do you use me thus Hyp. are ye angry Sir Because ye are entertain'd with all humanity Freely and nobly us'd Arn. No gentle Lady That were uncivill but it much amazes me A stranger and a man of no desert Should finde such floods of courtesie Hyp. I love ye I honour ye the first and best of all men And where that faire opinion leads 't is usuall These trifles that but serve to set off follow I would not have you proud now nor disdainful Because I say I love ye though I sweare it Nor thinke it a stale favour I fling on ye Though ye be handsome and the only man I must confesse I ever fixt mine eye on And bring along all promises that please us Yet I should hate ye then despise ye scorne ye And with as much contempt pursue your person As now I doe with love But you are wiser At least I think more master of your fortune And so I drink your health Arn. Hold fast good honesty I am a lost man else Hyp. Now you may kisse me 'T is the first kisse I ever aske I sweare to ye Arn. That I dare doe sweet Lady Hyp. You doe it well too You are a Master Sir that makes you coy Arn. Would you would send your people off Hyp. Well thought on Wait all without Exit Zab. and servants Zab. I hope she is pleas'd throughly Hyp. Why stand ye still her'e 's no man to detect ye My people are gon off come come leave conjuring The Spirit you would raise is here already Looke boldly on me Ar. What would you have me doe Hyp. O most unmanly question have you do Is 't possible your yeares should want a Tutor I 'le teach ye come embrace me Ar. Fy stand off And give me leave more now then ere to wonder A building of so goodly a proportion Outwardly all exact the frame of Heaven Should hide within so base Inhabitants You are as faire as if the morning bare ye Imagination never made a sweeter Can it be possible this frame should suffer And built on slight affections fright the vewer Be excellent in all as you are outward The worthy Mistris of those many blessings Heaven has bestowed make 'em appeare still nobler Because they are trusted to a weaker keeper Would ye have me love ye Hyp. Yes Ar. Not for your beautie Though I confesse it blowes the first fire in us Time as he passes by puts out that sparkle Nor for your wealth although the world kneele to it And make it all addition to a woman Fortune that ruines all makes that his conquest Be honest and be vertuous I 'le admire ye At least be wise and where ye lay these nets Strow over 'em a little modesty 'T will well become your cause and catch more Fooles Hyp. Could any one that lov'd this wholsome counsell But love the giver more you make me fonder You have a vertuous minde I want that ornament Is it a sin I covet to enjoy ye If ye imagine I am too free a Lover And act that part belongs to you I am silent Mine eyes shall speake my blushes parly with ye I will not touch your hand but with a tremble Fitting a vestall Nun not long to kisse ye But gently as the aire and undiscerned too I 'le steale it thus I 'le walke your shadow by ye So still and silent that it shall be equall To put me off as that and when I covet To give such toyes as these Ar. A new temptation Hyp. Thus like the lazie minuts will I drop 'em Which past once are forgotten Ar. Excellent vice Hyp. Will ye be won looke stedfastly upon me Looke manly take a mans affections to you Young women in the old world were not wont Sir To hang out gaudy busshes for their beauties To talke themselues into young-mens affections How cold and dull you are Ar. How I stagger She is wise as faire but 't is a wicked wisedome I 'le choake before I yield Hyp. who waites within there Zabulon within Make ready the greene chamber Zab. It shall be Madam Ar. I am afraid she will injoy me indeed Hyp. What Musicke do ye love Ar. A modest tongue Hyp. Wee 'll have enough of that fy fy how lumpish In a young Ladies armes thus dull Ar. For heaven sake Profess a little goodnesse Hyp. Of what Countrey Ar. I am of Rome Hyp. Nay then I know you mock me The Italians are not frighted with such bug-bears Prethee go in Ar. I am not well Hyp. I 'le make thee I 'le kisse thee well Ar. I am not sicke of that sore Hyp. upon my conscience I must ravish thee I shall be famous for the first example With this I 'le tye ye first then trye your strength Sir Ar. My strength away base woman I abhor thee I am not caught with stales disease dwell with thee Exit Hyp. Are ye so quicke and have I lost my wishes Hoe Zabulon my Seruants Enter Zabulon and Servants Call'd ye Madam Hyp. Is all that beautie scorned so many sude for So many Princes by a stranger too Must I endure this Zab. Wher 's the Gentleman Hyp. Go presently pursue the stranger Zabulon He has broke from me Jewels I have given him Charge him with theft hee has stolne my love my freedome Draw him before the Governour imprison him Why dost thou stay Zab. I 'le teach him a new daunce For playing fast and loose with such a Lady Come fellowes come I 'le execute your anger And to the full Hyp. His scorne shall feele my vengeance Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Sulpicia and Jaques Sul. Shall I never see a lusty man againe Ja. Faith Mistris You do so over-labour 'em when you have 'em And so dry-founder 'em they cannot last Sul. Wher 's the French-man Alas he 's all to fitters And lyes taking the height of his fortune with a Sirreng Hee 's chin'd he 's chin'd good man he is a mourner Sul. What 's become of
the end of our ambitions Of all our humane studies and our travells Of our desires the obtaining of our wishes Certaine it is and there man makes his Center I have obtain'd Enanthe I have married her Can any fortune keep me from injoying her Enter Sorano I have my wish what 's left me to accuse now I am friends with all the world but thy base malice Go glory in thy mischiefes thou proud man And cry it to the world thou hast ruin'd vertue How I contemne thee and thy petty malice And with what scorne I looke downe on thy practice Sor. You 'l sing me a new Song anon Valerio And wish these hot words Val. I despise thee fellow Thy threats or flatteries all I fling behinde me I have my end I have thy noble Sister A name too worthy of thy blood I have married her And will injoy her too Sor. 'T is very likely Val. And that short moneth I have to blesse me with her I le make an age I le reckon each embrace A yeare of pleasure and each night a Jubilee Every quick kisse a Spring and when I meane To lose my selfe in all the delightfulnesse Twenty sweet Summers I will tye together In spight of thee and thy malignant Master I will dye old in love though young in pleasure Sor. But that I hate thee deadly I could pitty thee Thou art the poorest miserable thing This day on earth I le tell thee why Valerio All thou esteemest and build'st upon for happinesse For joy for pleasure for delight is past thee And like a wanton dreame already vanisht Val. Is my love false Sor. No she is constant to thee Constant to all thy misery she shall be And curse thee too Val. Is my strong body weakn'd Charm'd or abus'd with subtle drink speak villaine Sor. Neither I dare speake thou art still as lusty As when thou lovsdst her first as strong and hopefull The month thou hast given thee is a month of misery And where thou think'st each hower shall yeeld a pleasure Looke for a killing paine for thou shalt finde it Before thou dyest each minute shall prepare it And ring so many knells to sad afflictions The King has given thee a long moneth to dye in And miserably dye Val. Undo thy Riddle I am prepar'd what ever fate shall follow Sor. Dost thou see this Ring Val. I know it too Sor. Then marke me By vertue of this Ring this I pronounce to thee 'T is the Kings will Val. Let me know it suddenly Sor. If thou dost offer to touch Evanthes body Beyond a kisse though thou art married to her And lawfully as thou think'st may'st injoy her That minute she shall dye Val. O Devill Sor. If thou discover this command unto her Or to a friend that shall importune thee And why thou abstainest and from whose will ye all perish Upon the self-same forfeit are ye fitted Sir Now if ye love her ye may preserve her life still If not you know the worst how falls your month out Val. This tyranny could never be invented But in the schoole of Hell earth is too innocent Not to injoy her when she is my wife When she is willing too Sor. She is most willing And will run mad to misse but if you hit her Be sure you bit her home and kill her with it There are such women that will dye with pleasure The Axe will follow else that will not faile To fetch her Maiden-head and dispatch her quickly Then shall the world know you are the cause of Murther And as 't is requisite your life shall pay for 't Val. Thou dost but jest thou canst not be so monstrous As thou proclaim'st thy selfe thou art her Brother and there must be a feeling heart within thee Of her afflictions wert thou a stranger to us And bred amongst wilde rocks thy nature wilde too Affection in thee as thy breeding cold And unrelenting as the rocks that nourisht thee Yet thou must shake to tell me this they tremble When the rude sea threatens divorce amongst 'em They that are sencelesse things shake at a tempest Thou art a man Sor. Be thou too then 't will try thee And patience now will best become thy noblenesse Val. Invent some other torment to afflict me All if thou please put all afflictions on me Study thy braines out for 'em so this be none I care not of what nature nor what cruelty Nor of what length Sor. This is enough to vex ye Val. The tale of Tantalus is now prov'd true And from me shall be registred Authentick To have my joyes within my armes and lawfull Mine owne delights yet dare not touch Even as thou hatest me Brother let no young man know this As thou shalt hope for peace when thou most needest it Peace in thy soule desire the King to kill me Make me a traitor any thing I le yeeld to it And give thee cause so I may dye immediatly Lock me in Prison where no Sun may see me In walls so thick no hope may ere come at me Keep me from meat and drink and sleep I le blesse thee Give me some damned potion to deliver me That I may never know my selfe againe forget My Country kindred name and fortune last That my chaste love may never appeare before me This were some comfort Sor. All I have I have brought ye And much may it do ye with it my deare Brother See ye observe it well you will finde about ye Many eyes set that shall o're-looke your actions If you transgresse ye know and so I leave ye Val. Heaven be not angry and I have some hope yet And when you please and how allay my miseries Enter Frederick To whom I kneele be mercifull unto me Looke on my harmelesse youth Angels of pitty And from my bleeding heart wipe off my sorrowes The power the pride the malice and injustice Of cruell men are bent against mine innocence You that controwle the mighty wills of Princes And bow their stubborne armrs look on my weaknesse And when you please and how allay my miseries Exit Fred. Hast thou been with him Sor. Yes and given him that Sir Will make him curse his Birth I told ye which way Did you but see him Sir but look upon him With what a troubled and dejected nature He walkes now in a mist with what a silence As if he were the shrowd he wrapt himselfe in And no more of Valerio but his shadow He seekes obscurity to hide his thoughts in You would wonder and admire for all you know it His jollity is downe valed to the ground Sir And his high hopes of full delights and pleasures Are turn'd tormenters to him strong diseases Fred. But is there hope of her Sor. It must fall necessary She must dislike him quarrell with his person For women once deluded are next Devills And in the height of that opinion Sir You shall put on againe and she must meet ye Fred. I am glad
Passion such expressions meet my eye Such Wit untainted with obscenity And these so unaffectedly exprest All in a language purely flowing drest And all so borne within thy selfe thine owne So new so fresh so nothing trod upon I grieve not now that old Menanders veine Is ruin'd to survive in thee againe Such in his time was he of the same peece The smooth even naturall Wit and Love of Greece Those few sententious fragments shew more worth Then all the Poets Athens ere brought forth And I am sorry we have lost those houres On them whose quicknesse comes far short of ours And dwell not more on thee whose every Page May be a patterne for their Scene and Stage I will not yeeld thy Workes so meane a Prayse More pure more chaste more sainted then are Playes Nor with that dull supinenesse to be read To passe a fire or laugh an houre in bed How doe the Muses suffer every where Taken in such mouthes censure in such eares That twixt a whiffe a Line or two rehearse And with their Rheume together spaule a Verse This all a Poems leisure after Play Drinke or Tabacco it may keep the Day Whilst even their very idlenesse they thinke Is lost in these that lose their time in drinke Pity then dull we we that better know Will a more serious houre on thee bestow Why should not Beaumont in the Morning please As well as Plautus Aristophanes Who if my Pen may as my thoughts be free Were scurrill Wits and Buffons both to Thee Yet these our Learned of severest brow Will deigne to looke on and to note them too That will defie our owne t is English stuffe And th' Author is not rotten long enough Alas what flegme are they compared to thee In thy Philaster and Maids-Tragedy Where 's such an humour as thy Bessus pray Let them put all their Thrasoes in one Play He shall out-bid them their conceit was poore All in a Circle of a Bawd or Whore A cozning dance take the foole away And not a good jest extant in a Play Yet these are Wits because they 'r old and now Being Greeke and Latine they are Learning too But those their owne Times were content t' allow A thirsty fame and thine is lowest now But thou shalt live and when thy Name is growne Six Ages older shall be better knowne When th' art of Chaucers standing in the Tombe Thou shalt not share but take up all his roome Joh. Earle UPON Mr FLETCHERS Incomparable Playes THe Poet lives wonder not how or why Fletcher revives but that he er'e could dye Safe Mirth full Language flow in ev'ry Page At once he doth both heighten and aswage All Innocence and Wit pleasant and cleare Nor Church nor Lawes were ever Libel'd here But faire deductions drawn from his great Braine Enough to conquer all that 's False or Vaine He scatters Wit and Sence so freely flings That very Citizens speake handsome things Teaching their Wives such unaffected grace Their Looks are now as handsome as their Face Nor is this violent he steales upon The yeilding Soule untill the Phrensie 's gone His very Launcings do the Patient please As when good Musicke cures a Mad Disease Small Poets rifle Him yet thinke it faire Because they rob a man that well can spare They feed upon him owe him every bit Th' are all but Sub-excisemen of his Wit I. M. On the Workes of Beaumont and Fletcher now at length printed GReat paire of Authors whom one equall Starre Begot so like in Genius that you are In Fame as well as Writings both so knit That no man knowes where to divide your wit Much lesse your praise you who had equall fire And did each other mutually inspire Whether one did contrive the other write Or one fram'd the plot the other did indite Whether one found the matter th' other dresse Or the one disposed what th' other did expresse Where e're your parts betweene your selves lay we In all things which you did but one thred see So evenly drawne out so gently spunne That Art with Nature nere did smoother run Where shall I fixe my praise then or what part Of all your numerous Labours hath desert More to be fam'd then other shall I say I 've met a lover so drawne in your Play So passionately written so inflam'd So jealously inraged then gently tam'd That I in reading have the Person seene And your Pen hath part Stage and Actor been Or shall I say that I can scarce forbeare To clap when I a Captain do meet there So lively in his owne vaine humour drest So braggingly and like himself exprest That moderne Cowards when they saw him plaid Saw blusht departed guilty and betraid You wrote all parts right whatsoe're the Stage Had from you was seene there as in the age And had their equall life Vices which were Manners abroad did grow corrected there They who possest a Box and halfe Crowne spent To learne Obscenenes returned innocent And thankt you for this coznage whose chaste Scene Taught Loves so noble so reform'd so cleane That they who brought foule fires and thither came To bargaine went thence with a holy flame Be 't to your praise too that your Stock and Veyne Held both to Tragick and to Comick straine Where e're you listed to be high and grave No Buskin shew'd more solemne no quill gave Such feeling objects to draw teares from eyes Spectators sate part in your Tragedies And where you listed to be low and free Mirth turn'd the whole house into Comedy So piercing where you pleas'd hitting a fault That humours from your pen issued all salt Nor were you thus in Works and Poems knit As to be but two halfes and make one wit But as some things we see have double cause And yet the effect it selfe from both whole drawes So though you were thus twisted and combind As two bodies to have but one faire minde Yet if we praise you rightly we must say Both joyn'd and both did wholly make the Play For that you could write singly we may guesse By the divided peeces which the Presse Hath severally sent forth nor were gone so Like some our Moderne Authors made to go On meerely by the helpe of th' other who To purchase same do come forth one of two Nor wrote you so that ones part was to lick The other into shape nor did one stick The others cold inventions with such wit As served like spice to make them quick and fit Nor out of mutuall want or emptinesse Did you conspire to go still twins to th' Presse But what thus joyned you wrote might have come forth As good from each and stored with the same worth That thus united them you did joyne sense In you 't was League in others impotence And the Presse which both thus amongst us sends Sends us one Poet in a paire of friends Jasper Maine Upon the report of the printing of the Dramaticall Poems of Master John Fletcher collected
your Lordship To thinke I have not so far lost my reason To bring into my Familie to succeed me The stranger Issue of anothers Bed By proofe this is my Son I challenge him Accept him and acknowledge him and desire By a definitive Sentence of the Court He may be so recorded and full powre To me to take him home Iac. A second rape To the poore remnant of Content that 's left me If this be granted and all my former wrongs Were but beginnings to my miseries But this the height of all rather then part With my Ascanio I 'll deny my oath Professe my selfe a Strumpet and endure What punishment soe're the Court decrees Against a wretch that hath forsworne her selfe Or plai'd the impudent whore Assist. This tastes of passion And that must not divert the course of Justice Don Henrique take your Son with this Condition You give him maintenance as becomes his birth And 't will stand with your honour to doe something For this wronged woman I will compell nothing But leave it to your will Break up the Court It is in vaine to move me my doom 's pass'd And cannot be revok'd Exit Hen. There 's your reward Bar. More Causes and such Fees Now to my Wife I have too long bin absent Health to your Lordship Asc. You all look strangely and I feare beleeve This unexpected fortune makes me proud Indeed it do's not I shall ever pay you The duty of a son and honour you Next to my Father good my Lord for yet I dare not call you uncle be not sad I never shall forget those noble favours You did me being a stranger and if ever I live to be the master of a fortune You shall command it Jam. Since it was determi'nd I should be cozen'd I am glad the profit Shall fall on thee I am too tough to melt But something I will do Hen. Pray you take leaue Of your steward gentle Brother the good husband That takes up all for you Jam. Very well mock on It is your turn I may have mine Exit Oct. But do not Forget us deare Ascanio Asc. Do not feare it I Every day will see you every houre Remember you in my prayers Jam. My grief 's too great To be expressed in words Exit Hen. Take that and leave us Leave us without reply nay come back sirrah And study to forget such things as these As are not worth the knowledge Asc. O good Sir These are bad principles Hen. Such as you must learn Now you are mine for wealth and poverty Can hold no friendship and what is my will You must observe and do though good or ill Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Bartolus Bar. Where is my wife 'fore heaven I have done wonders Done mighty things to day my Amaranta My heart rejoyces at my wealthy Gleanings A rich litigious Lord I love to follow A Lord that builds his happinesse on brawlings O 't is a blessed thing to have rich Clyents Why wife I say how fares my studious Pupill Hard at it still ye are too violent All things must have their rests they will not last els Come out and breathe Leandro within Lean. I do beseech you pardon me I am deeply in a sweet point Sir Bar. I 'le instruct ye Enter Amaranta I say take breath seek health first then your study O my sweet soul I have brought thee golden birds home Birds in abundance I have done strange wonders There 's more a hatching too Am. Have ye done good husband Then 't is a good day spent Bar. Good enough chicken I have spred the nets o' th' law to catch rich booties And they come flttering in how do's my Pupil My modest thing hast thou yet spoken to him Am. As I past by his chamber I might see him But he is so bookish Bar. And so bashfull too I faith he is before he will speak he will starve there Am. I pitie him a little Bar. So do I too Am. And if he please to take the aire o' th gardens Or walk i' th' inward roomes so he molest not Bar. He shall not trouble thee he dare not speak to thee Enter Moore with Chesse-board Bring out the Chesse-board come let 's have a game wife I 'le try your masterie you say you are cunning Am. As learned as ye are Sir I shall beat ye Enter Leandro Ba. Here he steales out put him not out of countenance 'Prethee look another way he will be gone else Walk and refresh your self I 'l be with you presently Lean. I 'le take the aire a little Bar. 'T will be healthfull Am. Will ye be there then here I le spare ye that man Lean. Would I were so neare too and a mate fitting A. What think ye Sir to this have at your Knight now Bar. 'T was subtilly playd your Queen lies at my service Pre thee look off he is ready to pop in again Look off I say do'st thou not see how he blushes Am. I do not blast him Lean. But ye do and burn too What killing looks she steals Bar. I have you now close Now for a Mate Lean. You are a blessed man that may so have her Oh that I might play with her knock within Bar. Who 's there I come you cannot scape me now wife I come I come knock Lean. Most blessed hand that calls him Bar. Play quickly wife Am. 'Pray ye give leave to think Sir Enter Moore Moore An honest neighbour that dwells hard by Sir Would fain speak with your worship about businesse Lean. The devil blow him off Bar. Play Am. I will study For if you beat me thus you will still laugh at me knock Bar. He knocks again I cannot stay Leandro 'Pray thee come near Lean. I am well Sir here Bar. Come hither Be not afraid but come Am. Here 's none will bite Sir Lean. God forbid Lady Am. 'Pray come nearer Lean. Yes forsooth Bar. 'Pre thee observe these men just as they stand here And see this Lady do not alter 'em And be not partiall Pupill Lean. No indeed Sir Bar. Let her not move a pawn I 'le come back presently Nay you shall know I am a Conquerour Have an eye Pupill Exit Am. Can ye play at Chesse Sir Lean. A little Lady Am. But you cannot tell me How to avoid this Mate win the Game too Ha's noble eyes ye dare not friend me so farre Lean. I dare do any thing that 's in mans power Lady To be a friend to such a noble beauty Am. This is no Lawyers language I pray ye tell me Whether may I remove Ye see I am set round To avoid my husband Lean. I shall tell ye happily But happily you will not be instructed Am. Yes and I thank ye too shall I move this man Lean. Those are unseemly move one can serve ye Can honour ye can love ye Am. 'Pray ye tell quickly He will return and then Lean. I 'le tell ye instantly Move me and I wil move
I had been your horse or whore you might Back me with this intemperance I thought You had lov'd as worthy men whose faire affections Seeke pleasures warranted not puld by violence Do so no more Iul. I hope you are not angry Lel. I should be with another man I am sure That durst appeare but halfe thus violent Iul. I did not meane to ravish ye Lel. You couldn't Iul. You are so willing Lel. How Iul. Me thinkes this shadow If you had so much shame as fits a woman At least of your way Mistris long ere this Had been lay'd of to me that understand ye Lel. That understand me Sir ye understand Nor shall no more of me then modesty Will without feare deliver to a stranger You understand I am honest else I tell yee Though you were better far then Iulio You and your understanding are two fooles But were we Saints thus we are still rewarded I see that woman had a pretty catch on 't That had made you the Master of a kindnesses She durst not answer openly o me How easily we women may be cozen'd I tooke this Iulio as I have a faith This young dissembler with the sober vizard For the most modest temper'd Gentleman The coolest quietest and best companion For such an one I could have wish'd a woman Iul. You have wish'd me ill enough a conscience Make me no worse for shame I see the more I worke by way of service to obtaine ye You worke the more upon me Tell me truely While I am able to believe a woman For if you use me thus that faith will perish What is your end and whether will you pull me Tell me but tell me that I may not start at And have a cause to curse ye Lel. Blesse me goodnesse To curse me did you say Sir let it be For too much loving you then such a curse Kill me withall and I shall be a Martyr You have found a new way to reward my doting And I confesse a fit one for my folly For you your selfe if you have good within ye And dare be Master of it know how deadly This hart has held you ever oh good God! That I had never seene that false mans eyes That dare reward me thus with feares and curses Nor never heard the sweetnesse of that tongue That will when this is knowne yet cozen women Curse me good Iulio curse me bitterly I do deserve it for my confidence And I beseech thee if thou hast a goodnesse Of power yet in thee to confirme thy wishes Curse me to earth for what should I do here Like a decaying flower still withering Under his bitter wordes whose kindly heate Should give my poore hart life No curse me Iulio Thou canst not do me such a benefit As that and well done that the heav'ns may heare it Iul. Oh faire teares were you but as chast as subtill Like Bones of Saints ye would worke miracles What were these women to a man that knew not The thousand thousand wayes of their deceiving What riches had he found Oh he would thinke Himselfe still dreaming of a blessednesse That like continuall spring should flourish ever For if she were as good as she is seeming Or like an Eagle could renew her vertues Nature had made another world of sweetnesse Be not so greiv'd sweet Mistris what I sed You do or should know was but passion Pray wipe your eyes and kisse me take these trifles And weare them for me which are onely rich When you will put them on Indeed I love ye Beshrew my sicke hart if I grieve not for ye Lel. Will you dissemble still I am a foole And you may easily rule me if you flatter The sin will be your owne Iul. You know I doe not Lel. And shall I be so childish once againe After my late experience of your spight To credit you you doe not know how deepe Or if you did you would be kinder to me This bitternesse of yours have strooke my heart Jul. I pray no more Lel. Thus you would doe I warrant If I were married to you Jul. Married to me Is that your end Lel. Yes Is not that the best end And as all hold the noblest way of love Why doe you looke so strange Sir doe not you Desire it should be so Jul. Stay Lel. Answer me Jul. Farwell Exit Julio Lel. I are you there are all these teares lost then Am I so overtaken by a foole In my best daies and tricks my wise fellow I le make you smart for 't as I am a woman And if thou beest not timber yet I le warme thee And is he gon Enter Woman Wom. Yes Lel. He 's not so lightly strooke To be recovered with a base repentance I should be sorry then Fortune I pre'thee Give me this man but once more in my armes And if I loose him women have no charmes Exeunt omnes Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Jacamo and Fabricio Iaco. SEigneur What thinke you of this sound of warrs Fab. As onely of a sound they that intend To doe are like deepe waters that run quietly Leaving no face of what they were behind 'em This rumour is too common and too loude To carry truth Iac. Shall we never live to see Men looke like men againe Upon a march This cold dull rusty peace makes us appeare Like empty Pictures onely the faint shadowes Of what we should be Would to God my Mother Had given but halfe her will to my begetting And made me woman to sit still and sing Or be sicke when I list or any thing That is too idle for a man to thinke of Would I had been a whore ' thad been a course Certaine and of my conscience of more gaine Then two commands as I would handle it Faith I could wish I had been any thing Rather then what I am a Soldier A Carriere or a Cobler when I knew What 't was to weare a Sword first for their trades Are and shall be a constant way of life While men send cheeses up or weare out buskins Fab. Thou art a little too impatient And mak'st thy anger a far more vexation Then the not having warrs I am a Soldier Which is my whole Inheritance yet I Though I could wish a breach with all the world If not dishonourable I am not so malitious To curse the faire peace of my Mother Countrey But thou want'st money and the first supply Will bury these thoughts in thee Jac. Pox a peace It fills the Kingdome full of holydayes And onely feedes the wants of whores and pipers And make the idle drunken Rogues get Spinsters 'T is true I may want money and no litle And almost cloathes too of which if I had both In full abundance yet against all peace That brings up mischiefe thicker then a showre I would speake louder then a Lawyer By heaven it is the surfet of all youth That makes the toughnesse and the strength of nations Melt into women 'T is
has a gowne I am sure Dor. Knock out her braines and then shee 'le neere byte Tin Yes I will knock her but not yet you woman Viol. For gods sake what are you Tin One of the groomes of your wardrobe come uncase uncase by r lady a good Kersey Vio. Pray doe not hurt me sir Dor. Le ts have no pitty for if you doe here 's that shall cutt your whistle Viol. Alas what would you have I am as miserable as you can mak me any way Dor. That shall be tryde Vio. Here take my gowne if that will doe you pleasure Tin Yes marry will it looke in the pockets Doll there may be birds Dor. They are flown a pox goe vvith them I 'le have this Hatt and this Ruffe too I like it novv vvill I flourish like a Lady brave I faith boy Vio. Y' are so gentle people to my seeming That by my truth I could live vvith you Tin Could you so a pretty young round vvench vvell bloudded I am for her theeves Dor But by this I am not coole your Codpiece Rogue or I le clap a spell upon 't shall take your edge off with a very vengeance Tin Peace horse-flesh peace I le cast off my Amazon she has walked too long and is indeede notorious shee le fight and scould and drinke like one of the worthies Dort Vds pretious you young contagious whore must you be ticing and is your flesh so wrank sir that two may live upon 't I am glad to heare your cortall growne so lusty he was dry foundered tother day wee hee my pampered lade of Asia Vio. Good woman doe not hurt me I am sorry that I have given any cause of anger Dor. Either binde her quickly and come away or by this steele I le tell though I trusse for company now could I eate her broyld or any way without vinegar I must have her nose Vio. By any thing you love best good sir good woman Tin Why her nose Dorithy Dor. If I have it not and presently and warme I loose that I goe withall Tin Wood the Devill had that thou goest withall and thee together for sure he got thy whelps if thou hast any shee s thy deere dad whore put up your cutpurse an I take my swich up t will be a black time with you else sheth your bung whore Dor. Will you binde her we shall stand here prating and be hang both Tin Come I must bind you not a word no crying Vio. Doe what you will indeed I will not cry Tin Hurt her not if thou dost by Ale and Beare I le clout thy old bald braine pan with a peece of brasse you bitch incarnate Exeunt Tinker and Dorithy Viola O God to what am I reserved that knew not Through all my childish howers and actions More sinne then poore imagination And too much loving of a faithlesse man For which I am paid and so that not the day That now is rising to protect the harmelesse And give the innocent a sanctuary From theeves and spoylers can deliver me From shame at least suspition Enter Valerio Val. Sirrah leade downe the horses easily I 'le walke a foot till I be downe the hill t is very early I shall reach home betimes How now whos 's there Vio. Night that was ever friend to lovers yet Has rais'd some weary soule that hates his bed To come and see me blush and then laugh at me Val. H 'ad a rude heart that did this Vio. Gentle sir If you have that which honest men call pitty And be as far from evill as you shew Helpe a poore maide that this night by bad fortune Has beene thus us'd by Robbers Val. A pox upon his heart that would not helpe thee this theefe was halfe a Lawyer by his bands how long have you bin tyed here Viol. Alas this hower and with cold and feare am almost perisht Val. Where were the watch the while good sober Gent. they were like carefull members of the City drawing in diligent ale and singing catches while Mr. Constable contrived the tosts these fellowes would bee more severely punisht then wandring Gipsies that every statute whipps for if they had every one two eyes a peece more three pots would put them out Viol. I cannot tell I found no Christian to give me succour Val. When they take a theefe I 'le take Ostend agen the whorsons drinke opium in their Ale then they sleep like topps as for their bills they onely serve to reach downe Bacon to make Rashers on now let mee know whom I have done this courtesie too that I may thanke my early rising for it Viol. Sir All I am you see Val You have a name I 'm sure and a kindred a father friend or something that must owne you shee 's a handsome young wench what Rogues were these to Rob her Vio. Sir you see all I dare reveale And as you are a Gent presse me no further For there begins a griefe whose bitternesse Will breake a stronger heart then I have in me And t will but make you heavie with the hearing For your owne goodnesse sake desire it not Val. If you would not have me enquire that how do you live then Viol. How I have lived is still one question Which must not be resolu'd How I desire to live is in your liking So worthy an opinion I have of you Val. Is in my liking how I pray thee tell me ifaith I 'le do you any good lys in my power she has an eye would raise a bedrid man come leave your feare and tell mee that 's a good wench Viol. Sir I would serve Val. Who wouldst thou serve doe not weepe and tell me Viol. Faith sir even some good woman and such a wife if you be married I doe imagine yours Val. Alas thou art young and tender let me see thy hand this was neere made to wash or wind up water beate cloaths or rub a floore by this light for one use that shall be namelesse t is the best wanton hand that ere I looke on Vio. Dare you accept me sir my heart is honest Among your vertuous charitable deeds This will not be the least Val. Thou canst in a Chamber Vio In a Chamber sir Val. I meane waite there upon a Gentlewoman How quick she is I like that mainely too I le have her though I keepe her with maine strength like a besieged towne for I know I shall have the enemy afore me within a weeke Viol. Sir I can sow too and make pretty laces Dresse a head handsome teach young gentlewomen For in all these I have a little knowledge Val. T is well no doubt I shall encrease that knowledge I like her better still how she provokes me pritty youngmaid you shall serve a good Gentlewoman though I say 't that will not be unwilling you should please mee nor I forgetfull if you doe Viol. I am the happier Val. My man shall make some shift to carry you behind
make no doubt good Nephew carry it so If you can possible that we may sight Py. Nay you shall fight assure your selfe Ru. Pray ye heare me In some such place where it may be possible The Princesse may behold us Py. I conceive ye Upon the sand behind the Castle sir A place remote enough and there be windows Out of her lodgings too or I am mistaken Ruy. Y' are i' th' right if ye can worke that hansomly Py. Let me alone and pray be you prepar'd Some three houres hence Ruy. I will not faile Py. Get you home And if you have any things to dispose of Or a few light prayers That may befriend you run 'em over quickely I warrant I 'le bring him on Ruy. Farewell Nephew And when we meet againe Py. I I fight handsomely Take a good draught or two of wine to settle ye 'T is an excellent armour for an ill conscience Unckle I am glad to see this mans conversion I was affraid faire honour had been bedrid Or beaten out o' th' Island souldiers and good ones Intended such base courses he will fight now And I beleeve too bravely I have seene him Curry a fellowes carkasse hansomely And in the head of a troope stand as if he had been rooted there Dealing large doles of death what a rascall was I I did not see his will drawn What does she here Enter Quisara If there be any mischief toward a woman makes one stil Now what new businesse is for me Quisar. I was sending for ye But since we have met so faire You have sav'd that labour I must entreat you sir Py. Any thing Madam Your wils are my commands Qusar. Y' are nobly courteous Upon my better thoughts Signeor Pyniero And my more peaceable considerations Which now I find the richer ornaments I wou'd desire you to attempt no farther Against the person of the noble stranger In truth I am ashamd of my share in 't Nor be incited further by your unckle I see it will sit ill upon your person I have considered and it will shew ugly Carried at best a most unheard of cruelty Goood sir desist Py. You speake now like a woman And wondrous well this tendernesse becomes ye But this you must remember your command Was laid on with a kisse and seriously It must be taken off the same way Madam Or I stand bound still Quisar. That shall not endanger ye Looke ye faire sir thus I take off that duty Py. by th' masse 't was soft and sweet Some blouds would bound now And run a tilt do not you thinke bright beauty You have done me in this kisse a mighty favour And that I stand bound by vertue of this honour To do what ever you command me Quisar. I thinke sir From me these are unusuall curtesies And ought to be respected so there are some And men of no mean ranke would hold themselves Not poorely blest to taste of such a bounty Py. I know there are that wou'd do many unjust things For such a kisse and yet I hold this modest All villanies body and soule dispence with For such a provocation kill their kindred Demolish the faire credits of their Parents Those kisses I am not acquainted with most certaine Madam The appurtenance of this kisse wou'd not provoke me To do a mischief 't is the devils owne dance To be kiss'd into cruelty Quisar. I am glad you make that use sir Py. I am gladder That you made me beleeve you were cruell For by this hand I know I am so honest However I deceiv'd ye 't was high time too Some common slave might have been set upon it else That willingly I wou'd not kill a dog That could but fetch and carry for a woman She must be a good woman made me kick him And that will be hard to find to kill a man If you will give me leave to get another Or any she that plaid the best game at it And fore a womans anger prefer her fancy Quisar. I take it in you well Py. I thanke ye Lady And I shall study to confirme it Quisar. Do sir For this time and this present cause I low it Most holy sir Enter Governour Quisana and Panura Gov. Blesse ye my royall daughter And in you blesse this Island heaven Quisar. Good Aunt What thinke ye of this man Quisan. Sure is a wise man And a religious he tels us things have hapned So many yeares agoe almost forgotten As readily as if they were done this houre Quisar. Does he not meet with your sharpe tongue Pan. He tels me Madam Marriage and mouldy cheese will make me tamer Gov. A stubborne keeper and worse fare An open stable and cold care Will tame a Jade may be your share Pan. Bi r Lady a sharp prophet when this proves good I 'le bequeath you a skin to make ye a hood Gov. Lady I would talke with you Quisar. Do reverend sir Gov. And for you good for that that must concerne ye And give eare wisely to me Quisar. I shall father Gov. You are a Princess of that excellence Sweetnesse and grace that Angell-like faire feature Nay do not blush I doe not flatter you Nor do I dote in telling this I am amazed Lady And as I thinke the gods bestow'd these on ye The gods that love ye Quisar. I confesse their bounty Gov. Apply it then to their use to their honour To them and to their service give this sweetnesse They have an instant great use of your goodnesse You are a Saint esteem'd here for your beauty And may a longing heart Quisar. I seeke no fealty Nor will I blemish that heaven has seal'd on me I know my worth indeed the Portugals I have at those commands and their last services Nay even their lives so much I thinke my hansomnesse That what I shall enjoyne Gov. Use it discreetly For I perceive ye understand me rightly For here the gods regard your helpe and suddenly The Portugals like sharpe thornes marke me Lady Sticke in our sides like razors wound religion Draw deep they wound till the life bloud followes Our gods they spurne at and their worships scorne A mighty hand they beare upon our government These are the men your miracle must worke on Your heavenly forme either to roote them out Which as you may endeavour will be easie Remember whose great cause you have to execute To nip their memory that may not spring more Or fairely bring 'em home to our devotions Which will be blessed and for which you sainted But cannot be and they go let me buzzle Quisar. Go up with me Where wee 'l converse more privately I 'le shew ye shortly how I hold their temper And in what chaine their soules Gov. Keep fast that hold still And either bring that chaine and those bound in it And linke it to our gods and their faire worships Or daughter pinch their hearts a peeces with it I 'le waite upon your grace Quisar. Come reverend father Waite you below
mouth he swallowes heartily 2. Gen. Oh! feare and sorrowes dry 't is off Leo. Stand up man Lieu. Am I not shot Leo. Away with him and cheere him Thou hast won thy Troop Lieu. I thinke I won it bravely Leo. Goe I must see the Prince he must not live thus And let me heare an houre hence from ye Well sir Ex. Gen. and Lieu Enter Leucippe with water Leu. Here here where 's the sicke Gentleman Leo. Hee 's up and gone Lady Leu. Alas that I came so late Leo. He must still thanke ye Ye left that in a cup here did him comfort Leu. That in the bowle Leo. Yes truly very much comfort He dranke it off and after it spoke lustily Leu. Did he drinke it all Leo. All off Leu. The devill choke him I am undone has twenty devils in him Undone for ever left he none Leo. I thinke not Leu. No not a drop what shall become of me now Had he no where else to swound a veng'ance swound him Undone undone undone stay I can lye yet And sweare too at a pinch that 's all my comfort Ent. De. Look to him I say look to him but mark what folows Ex Leo. What a devill ayles the woman here comes the Prince again With such a sadnes on his face as sorrow Sorrow her self but poorely imitates Sorrow of sorrowes on that heart that caus'd it De. Why might she not be false treacherous to me And found so by my father she was a woman And many a one of that sexe young and faire As full of faith as she have fallen and fouly Leo. It is a wench O that I knew the circumstance Dem. Why might not to preserve me from this ruine She having lost her honor and abused me My father chance the formes o' th' coines and execute His anger on a fault she ne're committed Only to keep me safe why should I thinke so She never was to me but all obedience Sweetnes and love Leo. How heartily he weeps now I have not wept these thirty yeares and upward But now if I should be hang'd I cannot hold from 't It grieves me to the heart Dem. Who 's that that mocks me Leo. A plague of him that mocks ye I grieve truly Truly and heartily to see you thus sir And if it lay in my power Gods are my witnesse Who ere he be that tooke your sweet peace from ye I am not so old yet nor want I spirit Dem. No more of that no more Leontius Revenges are the gods our part is sufferance Farewell I shall not see thee long Leo. Good sir tell me the cause I know there is a woman in 't Doe you hold me faithfull dare ye trust your souldier Sweet Prince the cause Dem. I must not dare not tell it And as thou art an honest man enquire not Leo. Will ye be merry then Dem. I am wondrous merry Leo. 'T is wondrous well you think now this becomes ye Shame on 't it does not sir it shewes not hansomely If I were thus you would sweare I were an asse straight A wooden asse whine for a wench Dem. Prethee leave me Leo. I will not leave ye for a fit Dem. Leontius Leo. For that you may have any where for sixepence And a deare pennyworth too Dem. Nay then you are troublesome Leo. Not halfe so troublesome as you are to your self sir Was that brave heart made to pant for a placket And now i' th' dog-daies too when nothing dare love That noble mind to melt away and moulder For a hay-nonny-nonny would I had a glasse here To shew ye what a pretty toy ye are turn'd to Dem. My wretched fortune Leo. Will ye but let me know her I 'le once turne bawd go too they are good mens offices And not so contemptible as we take 'em for And if she be above ground and a woman I aske no more I 'le bring her o' my backe sir By this hand I will and I had as lieve bring the devill I care not who she be nor where I have her And in your armes or the next bed deliver her Which you thinke fittest and when you have danc'd your galliard Dem. Away and foole to them are so affected O thou art gone and all my comfort with thee Wilt thou do one thing for me Leo. All things i' th' world sir Of all dangers Dem. Sweare Leo. I will Dem. Come neere me no more then Leo. How Dem. Come no more neere me Thou art a plague-sore to me Exit Leo. Give you good ev'n sir If you be suffer'd thus we shall have fine sport I will be sorry yet Ent. 2 Gent. 1 Gent. How now how does he Leo. Nay if I tell ye hang me or any man else That hath his nineteen wits he has the bots I thinke He groanes and roares and kicks 2 Gent. Will be yet Leo. Not willingly Shortly he will not see a man if ever I look'd upon a Prince so metamorphis'd So juggled into I know not what shame take me This 't is to be in love 1 Gent. Is that the cause on 't Leo. What is it not the cause of but beare baitings And yet it stinkes much like it out upon 't What Giants and what dwarffs what owles and apes What dogs and cats it makes us men that are possest with it Live as if they had a legion of devils in 'em And every devill of a severall nature Nothing but Hey passe re-passe where 's the Lieutenant Has he gathered up the end on 's wits againe 1 Gent. He is alive but you that talke of wonders Shew me but such a wonder as he is now Leo. Why he was ever at the worst a wonder 2 Gent. He is now most wonderfull a blazer now sir Leo. What ailes the fooles and what star raignes now gentlemen We have such prodigies 2 Gen. 'T will poaze your heaven-hunters He talks now of the King no other language And with the King as he imagines hourely Courts the King drinks to the King dies for the King Buyes all the pictures of the King wears the Kings colors Leo. Does he not lye i' th' Kings street too 1. Gen. Hee 's going thither Makes praiers for the King in sundry languages Turnes all his Proclamations into meeter Is really in love with the King most doatingly And sweares Adonis was a devill to him A sweet King a most comely King and such a King 2. Gen. Then down on 's mary-bones O excellent King Thus he begins Thou light and life of creatures Angell-ey'd King vouchsafe at length thy favour And so proceeds to incision what think ye of this sorrow 1. Gen. Will as familiarly kisse the Kings horses As they passe by him ready to ravish his footmen Leo. Why this is above Ela But how comes this 1. Gen. Nay that 's to understand yet But thus it is and this part but the poorest 'T would make a man leap over the Moone to see him act these 2. Gen. With sighes as
but the King The good old King to doat upon him too Stay now I remember what the fat woman warn'd me Bad me remember and look to him too I le hang if she have not a hand in this hee 's conjured Goe after him I pitty the poore rascall In the meane time I le wait occasion To worke upon the Prince 2. Gen. Pray doe that seriously Ex. severally Scaene 7. Enter Antigonus Menippus Lords Lor. Hee 's very ill Ant. I am very sorry for 't And much ashamed I have wronged his innocence Menippus guide her to the Princes lodgings There leave her to his love againe Men. I am glad sir Lord He will speake to none Ant. O I shall breake that silence Be quicke take faire attendance Men. Yes sir presently Ex. Ant. He will find his tongue I warrant ye his health too I send a phisick will not faile Lord Faire worke it Ant. We heare the Princes meane to visit us In way of truce Lord T is thought so Ant. Come le ts in then And think upon the noblest wayes to meet 'em Ex. Scaene 8. Enter Leontius Leo. There 's no way now to get in all the lights stopt too Nor can I heare a sound of him pray heaven He use no violence I thinke he has more soule Stronger and I hope nobler would I could but see once This beauty he groanes under or come to know But any circumstance What noise is that there I thinke I heard him groane here are some comming A woman too I le stand aloof and view 'em Enter Menippus Celia Lords Cel. Well some of ye have been too blame in this point But I forgive ye The King might have pickt out too Some fitter woman to have tride his valour Men. T was all to the best meant Lady Cel. I must thinke so For how to mend it now hee 's here you tell me Men. Hee 's Madam and the joy to see you only Will draw him out Leo. I know that womans tongue I thinke I have seene her face too I le goe nearer If this be she he has some cause of sorrow 'T is the same face the same most excellent woman Cel. This should be Lord Leontius I remember him Leo. Lady I thinke ye know me Cel. Speake soft good souldier I do and know ye worthy know ye noble Know not me yet openly as you love me But let me see ye againe I le satisfie ye I am wondrous glad to see those eyes Leo. You have charged me Cel. You shall know where I am Leo. I will not off yet She goes to knocke at 's doore This must be she The fellow told me of right glad I am on 't He will bolt now for certaine Cel. Are ye within sir I le trouble you no more I thanke your curtesie Pray leave me now All. Me. We rest your humble servants Ex. Men c. Cel. So now my gyves are off pray heaven he be here Master my royall sir doe you heare who cals ye Love my Demetrius Leo. These are pretty quaile-pipes The Corke will come anon Cel. Can ye be drowsie When I call at your window Leo. I heare him stirring Enter Demetrius Now he comes wondring out Dem. T is Gelias sound sure The sweetnesse of that tongue drawes all hearts to it There stands the shape too Leu. How he stares upon her Dem. Ha do mine eyes abuse me 'T is she the living Celia your hand Lady Cel. What should this meane Dem. The very selfe same Celia Cel. How do ye sir Dem. Only turn'd brave I heard you were dead my deare on compleat She is wondrous brave a wondrous gallant Courtier Cel. How he surveies me round here has been foule play Dem. How came she thus Cel. It was a kind of death sir I suffered in your absence meu'd up here And kept conceal'd I know not how Dem. 'T is likely How came you hether Celia wondrous gallant Did my father send for ye Cel. So they told me Sir And one command too Dem. I hope you were obedient Cel. I was so ever Dem. And ye were bravely us'd Cel. I wanted nothing My maiden-head to a more i' th' Sun he 's jealous I must now play the knave with him to dye for 't 'T is in me nature Dem. Her very eyes are alter'd Jewels and rich ones too I never saw yet And what were those came for ye Cel. Monstrous jealous Have I liv'd at the rate of these scorn'd questions They seemed of good sort Gentlemen Dem. Kind men Cel. They were wondrous kind I was much beholding to 'em There was one Menippus sir Dem. Ha Cel. One Menippus A notable merry Lord and a good companion Dem. And one Charinthus too Cel. Yes there was such a one Dem. And Timon Cel. 'T is most true Dem. And thou most treacherous My fathers bawdes by they never misse course And were these daily with ye Cel. Every houre sir Dem. And was there not a Lady a fat Lady Cel. O Yes a notable good wench Dem. The devill fetch her Cel. 'T is ev'n the merriest wench Dem. Did she keepe with ye too Cel. She was all in all my bedfellow eate with me Brought me acquainted Dem. You are well knowne here then Cel. There is no living here a stranger I thinke Dem. How came ye by this brave gowne Cel. This is a poore one Alas I have twenty richer do you see these jewels Why they are the poorest things to those are sent me And sent me hourely too Dem. Is there no modestie No faith in this faire Sexe Leo. What will this prove too For yet with all my wits I understand not Dem. Come hether thou art dead indeed lost tainted All that I left thee faire and innocent Sweet as thy youth and carrying comfort in 't All that I hoped for vertuous is fled from thee Turnd backe and banckrupt Leo. By 'r Lady this cuts shrewdly Dem. Thou art dead for ever dead sins surfet slew thee The ambition of those wanton eyes betraid thee Go from me grave of honor go thou foule one Thou glory of thy sin go thou dispis'd one And where there is no vertue nor no virgin Where Chastitie was never knowne nor heard of Where nothing reigns but imperious lust and losers faces Goe thether child of bloud and sing my doating Cel. You do not speake this seriously I hope sir I did but jest with you Dem. Looke not upon me There is more hell in those eyes then hell harbours And when they flame more torments Cel. Dare ye trust me You durst once even with all you had you love sir By this faire light I am honest Dem. Thou subtle Circes Cast not upon the maiden light eclipses Curse not the day Cel. Come come you shall not do this How faine you would seeme angry now to fright me You are not in the field among your enemies Come I must coole this courage Dem. Out thou impudence Thou ulcer of thy Sexe when I first saw thee I drew
thou call a molehill a scab upon the face Of the earth Though a man be a thief shall a Miller call Him so Oh egregious Jul. Remember Sirha who you speak before Bust. I speak before a Miller A thief in grain for he steals corn He that steals A wench is a true man to him Phil. Can you prove that you may help another cause that was in pleading Bust. I 'll prove it strongly He that steals corn steals the bread of the Cōmon-wealth He that steals a wench steals but the flesh Phil. And how is the bread stealing more criminall then the flesh Bust. Hee that steals bread steals that which is lawfull every day He that steals flesh steals nothing from the fasting day Ergo To steal the bread is the arranter theft Phil. This is to some purpose Bust. Again He that steals flesh steals for his own belly full He that steals bread robs the guts of others Ergo The arranter theef the bread-stealer Again He that steals flesh steals once and gives over yes and often payes for it the other steals every day without satisfaction To conclude Bread-stealing is the more capitall crime for what he steals hee puts it in at the head hee that steals flesh as the Dutch Author sayes puts it in at the foot the lower member Will you go as you are now Miller Phil. How has this satisfied you Don Bellides Bel. Nothing my Lord my cause is serious I claim a daughter from that loving theefe there Ant. I would I had her for you Sir Bel. Ah ha Julio Jul. How said you Antonio Wish you you had his daughter Ant. With my soul I wish her and my body Shall perish but I 'll enjoy my souls wish I would have slain my friend for his deceit But I do find his own deceit hath paid him Jul. Will you vex my soul forth no other choice But where my hate is rooted Come hither Girl Whose pretty maid art thou Ism. The child of a poor man Sir Jul. The better for it With my Soveraigns leave I 'll wed thee to this man will hee nill he Phil. Pardon me Sir I 'll be no Love enforcer I use no power of mine unto those ends Jul. Wilt thou have him Ism. Not unlesse he love me Ant. I do love thee Farewell all other Beauties I settle here You are Ismenia Ism. The same I was better nor worse Antonio Ant. I shall have your consent here I 'm sure Sir Bel. With all my heart Sir Nay if you accept it I 'll do this kindnesse to mine enemie And give her as a Father Ant. Shee 'll thank you as a Daughter Will you not Ismenia Bel. How Ismenia Ism. Your daughter Sir Beleeu't ssiPoble Away you feeble witted things You thought you had caught the old ones You wade you wade In shallow fords Wee can swim we look here We made the match we are all friends good friends Thin thin why the fool knew all this this fool Bust. Keep that to your self Sir What I knew I knew This Sack is a witnesse Miller this is not for your thumming Here 's gold lace you may see her in her holliday clothes if you will I was her ward-robe-man Enter Martin Aminta Constable Officers Ant. You beguil'd me well Sir Mar. Did you speak to me Sir Ant. It might seem to you Martin your conscience Has quick ears Mar. My sight was a little dim i' th' dark indeed So was my feeling cozen'd yet I 'm content I am the better understander now I know my wife wants nothing of a woman There y' are my Junior Ant. You are not hurt Mar. Not shrewdly hurt I have good flesh to heal you see Good round flesh these cherries wil be worth chopping Crack stones and all I should not give much to boot To ride in your new and you in my old ones now Ant. You mistake the weapon are you not hurt Mar. A little scratch but I shal claw it off wel enough Enter Gillian Gill. I can no longer own what is not mine With a free conscience My Liege your pardon Phil. For what Who knows this woman Fra. I best my Lord I have been acquainted with her these fortie Summers And as many Winters were it Spring agen She 's like the Gout I can get no cure for her Phil. Oh your wife Franio Fra. 'T is oh my wife indeed my Lord A painfull stitch to my side would it were pick'd out Phil. Well Sir your silence Bust. Wil you be older and older every day then other the longer you live the older still Must his Majestie command your silence ere you 'l hold your tongue Phil. Your reprehension runs into the same fault Pray Sir will you be silent Bust. I have told him of this before now my Liege but Age will have his course and his weaknesses Phil. Good Sir your forbearance Bust. And his frailties and his follies as I may say that cannot hold his tongue ere he be bidden Phil. Why Sirha Bust. But I beleeve your Majestie will not be long troubled with him I hope that woman has something to confesse will hang 'em both Phil. Sirha you 'll pull your destinie upon you If you cease not the sooner Bust. Nay I have done my Liege yet it grieves me that I should call that man Father that should be so shamelesse that being commanded to hold his tongue Phil. To th' Porters Lodge with him Bust. I thank your Grace I have a friend there Phil. Speak woman if any interruption meet thee more It shall be punish'd sharply Gill. Good my Liege I dare not Ask you the question why that old man weeps Phil. Who Count Julio I observ'd it not You hear the question Sir will you give the cause Jul. Oh my Lord it hardly will get passage It is a sorrow of that greatnesse grown Lesse it dissolve in tears and come by parcels Gill. I 'll help you Sir in the delivery And bring you forth a joy You lost a daughter Jul. 'T was that recounted thought brought forth these sorrows Gill. Shee 's found again Know you this mantle Sir Jul. Hah Gill. Nay leave your wonder I 'll explain it to you This did enwrap your childe whom ever since I have call'd mine when Nurse Amaranta In a remove from Mora to Corduba Was seiz'd on by a fierce and hungry Bear She was the Ravins prey as heaven so would He with his booty fill'd forsook the babe All this was in my sight and so long I saw Untill the cruell creature left my sight At which advantage I adventur'd me To rescue the sweet Lamb I did it Sir And ever since I have kept back your joy And made it mine but age hath wearied me And bids me back restore unto the owner What I unjustly kept these fourteen yeers Jul. Oh thou hast ta'n so many yeers from mee And made me young as was her birth-day to me Oh good my Liege give my joyes a pardon I must go powre a blessing
all mercy Vir. Here 's no flattering rogue Cast. Ferrand that is the Father of his people The glory of mankinde Fer. No more no word more And while I tell my troubles to my selfe Be Statues without motion or voyce Though to be flatter'd is an itch to greatnesse It now offends me Vil. Here 's the happy man But speake who dares Fer. When I was innocent I yet remember I could eat and sleepe Walke unaffrighted but now terrible to others My guards cannot keepe feare from me It still pursues me Oh! my wounded conscience The Bed I would rest in is stuft with thornes The grounds strow'd o're with adders and with aspicks Where ere I set my foot but I am in And what was got with cruelty with blood Must be defended though this life 's a hell I feare a worse hereafter ha Ron. My Lord Enter Ronvere and guard Fer. Welcome Ronvere welcome my golden plummet With which I sound mine enemies depthes and angers Hast thou discover'd Ron. All as you could wish Sir The Plot and the contrivers was made one Of the conspiracie Fer. Is Virolet in Ron. The head of all he onely scented me And from his feare that I plaid false is fled The rest I have in fetters Fer Death and hell Next to my mortall foe the pyrat Sesse I aym'd at him he 's vertuous and wise A lover of his freedome and his countries Dangerous to such as govern by the sword And so to me no tract which way he went No meanes to overtake him Ron. Ther 's some hope left But with a rough hand to be seas'd upon Fer. What is 't Ron. If any know or where he is Or which way he is fled it is his wife Her with his Father I have apprehended And brought among the rest Fer. 'T was wisely order'd Go fetch them in and let my executioners Exit Ronvere Appeare in horrour with the racke Vil. I take it signeur this is no time for you to flatter Or me to foole in Cast Thou art wise in this let 's off it is unsafe to be nere Jove When he begins to thunder Vil. Good morality Exit Fer. I that have peirc'd into the hearts of men Forc'd them to lay open with my lookes Secrets whose least discovery was death Will rend for what concernes my life the fortresse Of a weake womans faith Enter Ronvere guard Executioners with a Rack Camillo Brissonet Pandulfo Juliana Ca. What ere we suffer The waight that loads a Traytors Heart sit ever heavy on thine Briss As we are caught by thee Fall thou by others Ron. Pish poor fools your curses will Never reach me Iul. Now by my Virolets life Father this is a glorious stage of murther Here are five properties too and such spectators As will expect good action to the life Let us performe our parts and we shall live When these are rotten would we might begin once Are you the Master of the company Troth you are tedious now Fer. She does deride me Iul. Thee and thy Power if one poor syllable Could win me an assurance of thy favour I would not speake it I desire to be The great example of thy cruelty To whet which one know Ferrand I alone Can make discovery where my Virolet is Whose life I know thou aym'st at but if tortures Compell me to 't may hope of heaven forsake me I dare thy worst Fer. Are we contemn'd Iul. Thou art Thou and thy Ministers my life is thine But in the death the Victory shall be mine Pand. We have such a Mistresse here to teach us courage That cowards might learn from her Fer. You are slow put on the rack Begin the Scene thou miserable foole For so I 'le make thee Jul. 'T is not in thy reach I am happy in my sufferings thou most wretched Fer. So brave I le tame you yet pluck hard villains Is she insensible no sigh nor groan or is she dead Jul. No tyrant though I suffer More then a woman beyond flesh and blood T is in a cause so honourable that I scorn With any sign that may expresse a sorrow To shew I do repent Fer. Confesse yet And thou shal be safe Jul. T is wrapt up in my soule From whence thou canst not force it Fer. I will be Ten daies a killing thee Jul. Be twenty thousand My glory lives the longer Ron. T is a miracle She tires th' executioners And me Fer. Unloose her I am conquer'd I must take Some other way reach her my chaire in honour Of her invincible fortitude Ron. Will you not Dispatch the rest Fer. When I seem mercifull Assure thy selfe Ronvere I am most cruell Thou wonder of thy sex and of this Nation That hast chang'd my severity to mercy Not to thy selfe alone but to thy people In which I do include these men my enemies Unbind them Pand. This is strange Fer. For your intent Against my life which you dare not deny I onely aske one service Cam. Above hope Fer. There rides a Pyrate neer the Duke of Sesse My enemy and this Countries that in bonds Holds my deere friend Ascanio free this friend Or bring the Pyrats head besides your pardon And honour of the action your reward Is forty thousand Ducates And because I know that Virolet is as bold as wise Be he your Generall as pledge of your faith That you wil undertake it let this old man And this most constant Matron stay with me Of whom as of my selfe I wil be carefull She shall direct you where her husband is Make choice of any ship you think most useful They are rig'd for you Exeunt Guard with Juliana and Pand. Bris. We with joy accept it Cam. And wil proclaim King Ferrant mercifull Exeunt Ron. The mysterie of this my Lord or are you Chang'd in your nature Fer. I le make thee private to it The lives of these weake men and desperate woman Would no way have secur'd me had I took them T is Virolet I aime at he has power And knows to hurt If they encounter Sesse And he prove conquerour I am assur'd They 'l finde no mercy if that they prove victors I shall recover with my friend his head I most desire of all men Ron. Now I have it Fer. I le make thee understand the drift of all So we stand sure thus much for those that fall Exeunt Actus secundus Scaena prima Enter Boteswain and Gunner Bots. Ley here before the wind up with her Canvase And let her work the wind begins to whistle Clap all her streamers on and let her dance As if she were the Minion of the Ocean Let her bestride the billows till they rore And curle their wanton heads Ho below there Ho ho within Ley her North-east and thrust her missen out The day grows faire and cleare and the wind Courts us O for a lusty saile now to give chase to Gun A stubborn Barke that wo'd but bear up to us And change a broadside bravely
King Needs men that onely doe what he commands And search no further 't is the profession Of all our Nation to serve faithfully Where th' are best payed and if you entertaine us I doe not know the thing you can command Which we 'le not put in act Roner. A goodly Parsonage Mast. And if you have an Enemy or so That you would have dispatch'd Gun They are here can fit you Boats Or if there be an Itch though to a man Sess. You shall tye Our consciences in your purse-strings Roner. Gentlemen I like your freedome I am now in haste But waite for my return I like the Rascals They may be usefull Ses. We 'l attend you Sir Roner. Doe and be confident of entertainment I hope ye will deserve it Exit Roner and Guard Ses. O no doubt Sir Thus farre we are prosperous we 'l be his guard Till Tyranny and pride finde full reward Exeunt Enter Pandulfo and Juliana Pand. My blessing no a Fathers heavy curse Pursue and overtake him Jul. Gentle Sir Pand. My name and Family end in my self Rather then live in him Iul. Deare Sir forbeare A fathers curses hit far off and kill too And like a murthering-piece aymes not at one But all that stand within the dangerous level Some bullet may return upon your selfe too Though against nature if you still go on In this unnaturall course Pand. Thou art not made Of that same stuffe as other women are Thy injuries would teach patience to blaspheme Yet still thou art a Dove Jul. I know not malice but like an innocent suffer Pand. More miraculous He have a woman Chronicled and for goodnesse Which is the greatest wonder Let me see I have no sonne to inherit after me Him I disclaime What then He make thy vertues my sole heire Thy story I le have written and in Gold to In prose and verse and by the ablest doers A word or two of a kind step-father He have put in good Kings and Queens shal buy it And if the actions of ill great women And of the modern times too are remembred That have undone their husbands and their families What will our story do It shal be so And I wil streight about it Exit Pand. Enter Boy Jul. Such as love Goodnesse for glory have it for reward I love mine for it selfe let innocence Be written on my Tomb though ne're so humble T is all I am ambitious of But I Forget my vows Boy 'Fore me you are not modest Nor is this Courtlike Would you take it wel If she should rudely presse into your Clolst When from your several Boxes you choose paint To make a this daies face with Jul. What 's the matter Boy Pray know her pleasure first Jul. To whom speak you Boy Boy Your Ladiships pardon That proud Lady theife That stole away my Lord from your embraces Wrinckes at two and twenty on her cheekes for 't Or Mercury unallayed make blisters on it Would force a visit Jul. And dare you deny her Or any else that I call mine No more Attend her with all reverence and respect The want in you of manners my Lord may Construe in me for malice I wil teach you How to esteem and love the beauty he dotes on Prepare a banquet Enter Martia and Boy Madam thus my duty Stoops to the favour you vouchsafe your servant In honouring her house Mart. Is this in scorn Jul. No by the life of Virolet give me leave To sweare by him as by a Saint I worship But am to know no further my heart speaks that My servants have been rude and this boy doting Upon my sorrows hath forgot his duty In which that you may think I have no share Sirra upon your knees desire her pardon Boy I dare not disobey you Mart. Prethee rise My anger never looks so low I thank you And wil deserve it If we may be private I came to see and speak with you Jul. Be gone Exit Boy Good Madam sit Mart. I rob you of your place then Jul. You have deserv'd a better in my bed Make use of this too Now your pleasure Lady If in your breaard there be a worthy pitty That brings you for my comfort you do nobly But if you come to triumph in your conquest Or tread on my calamities 't wil wrong Your other excellencies Let it suffice That you alone enjoy the best of men And that I am forsaken Mart. He the best The scum and shame of mankind Jul. Virolet Lady Mart. Blest in him I would my youth had chosen Consuming feavers bed-rid age For my companions rather then a thing To lay whose basenesse open would even poyson The tongue that speaks it Jul. Certainly from you At no part he deserves this and I tell you Durst I pretend but the least title to him I should not hear this Mart. He 's an impudent villaine Or a malicious wretch to you ungratefull To me beyond expression barbarous I more then hate him from you he deserves A death most horrid from me to die for ever And know no end of torments Would you have comfort Would you wash off the stain that sticks upon you In being refus'd Would you redeem your fame Shipwrack'd in his base wrongs if you desire this It is not to be done with slavish suffering But by a Noble anger making way To a most brave revenge we may call justice Our injuries are equal joyn with me then And share the honour Jul. I scarce understand you And know I shal be most unapt to learn To hate the man I stil must love and honour Mar. This foolish dotage in soft-hearted women Makes proud men insolent but take your way I le run another course Jul. As you are noble Deliver his offence Mart. He has denied The rites due to a wife Jul. O me most happy How largely am I payd for all my sufferings Most honest Virolet thou just performer Of all thy promises I call to mind now When I was happy in those joyes you speak of In a chast bed and warranted by Law too He oft would swear that if he should survive me Which then I knew he wisht not never woman Should taste of his imbraces this one act Makes me again his debtor Mart. And was this The cause my youth and beauty were contemn'd If I sit down here wel Jul. I dare thy worst Plot what thou canst my piety shal guard him Against thy malice Leave my house and quickly Thou wilt infect these innocent walls By vertue I wil inform him of thy bloody purpose And turn it on thine own accursed head Believ 't I wil Exit Juliana Mart But t is not in thy power To hinder what I have decreed against him He set my selfe to sale and live a strumpet Forget my birth my father and his honour Rather then want an instrument to help me Enter Ronvere In my revenge The Captain of the guard Blest opportunity courts me Ron. Sad and troubled How brave
coward If I have ever err'd 'th as in hazard The temper of my sword starts at your vertue And will flie off nay it will weep to light ye Things excellently mingled and of pure nature Hold sacred love and peace with one another See how it turnes Ped This is a strange conversion And can ye faile your Mistris can ye grow cold In such a case Rod. Those heats that they adde to us O noble Pedro let us feele 'em rightly And rightly but consider how they move us Ped. Is not their honour ours Rod. If they be vertuous And then the sword ads nothing to their lustre But rather cals in question what 's not doubted If they be not the best swords and best valours Can never fight 'em up to fame again No not a Christian war and that 's held pious Ped. How bravely now he is tempered I must fight And rather make it honorable then angry I would not taske those sins to me committed Rod. You cannot sir you have cast those by decarded 'em And in a noble mind so low and loosely To look back and collect such lumps and lick 'em Into new horrid formes agen Ped. Still braver Rod. To fight because I dare were worse and weaker Then if I had a woman in my cause sir And more proclaim'd me foole yet I must confesse I have bin covetous of all occasions And this I have taken upon trust for noble The more shame mine devise a way to fight thus That like the wounded aire no blood may issue Nor where this sword shall enter no lost spirit And set me on I would not scar that body That vertuous valiant body nor deface it To make the Kingdom mine if one must bleed Let me be both the sacrifice and altar And you the Priest I have deserv'd to suffer Ped. The noble Roderigo now I call ye And thus my love shall ever count and hold ye I am your servant sir and now this habit Devotion not distrust shall put upon me I 'le wait upon your fortunes that 's my way now And where your grieve or joy I 'le be a partner Ped. I thank ye sir I shall be too proud of ye O I could tell ye strange things Rod. I ghesse at 'em And I could curse my self I made 'em stranger Yet my mind sayes you are not far from happines Ped. It shall be welcome come le ts keep us thus still And be as we appear Heavens hand may blesse us Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Alphonso Master and Keepers Mast. Yes sir here be such people but how pleasing They will appear to you Alp. Pray let me see 'm I come to that end pray let me see 'em all Mast. They will confound ye sir like bels rung backward They are nothing but confusion and meer noyses Alp. May be I love a noyse but hark ye sir Have ye no boyes handsome yong boyes Mast. Yes one sir A very handsome boy Alp Long here Mast. But two dayes A little crazed but much hope of recovery Alp. I that boy let me see may be I know him That boy I say this is the boy he told me of And it must needs be she that boy I beseech ye sir That boy I come to see Mast. And ye shall see him Or any els but pray be not too violent Alp. I know what to do I warrant ye I am for all fancies I can talk to 'em and dispute 1 Keep As madly For they be very madde sir Alp. Let 'em be horne mad 1. Keep We have few Citizens they have bedlames of their own sir And are mad at their own charges Alp. Who lies here Mast. Pray ye do not disturb'em sir here lie such youths Will make you start if they but dance their trenchmores Fetch out the boy sirha hark Shake Irons within Alp. Heigh boyes Engl. mad-m Eng. Bownce Scholler Parson Clap her o' th Star-bord bounce top the can Jenkin Scho. Dead ye dog dead do ye quarrell in my Kingdom Give me my trident Eng. Bownce 'twixt wind and water Loaden with Mackrels O brave meat Scho. My Sea horses I 'le charge the Northern wind and break his bladder Par. I 'le sell my bels before I be out-brav'd thus Alp. What 's he what 's he Mast. A parson sir a parson That run madde for tythe Goslings Alp. Green sawce cure him Pars. I 'le curse ye all I 'le excommunicate ye Thou English heretique give me the tenth pot Eng. Sue me I 'le drink up all bownce I say once more O have I split your mizen blow blow thou West wind Blow till thou rive and make the Sea run roaring I 'le hisse it down againe with a bottle of Ale Scho. Triton why Triton Eng. Tritons drunk with metheglin Sch. Strike strike the surges strike Eng. Drink drink t is day light Drink didle didle didle drink Parson proud Parson A pigs tayle in thy teeth and I defie thee Par. Give me some porridge or I 'le damne thee English Alp. How comes this English madde man here Mast. Alas that 's no question They are mad every where sir Their fits are coole now let 'em rest Ener Keepers and shee-foole Alp. Madde Gallants Most admirable mad I love their faces 1. K. Ye stinking whore who knew of this who lookd to him Pox take him he was sleepy when I left him 2. K. Certain he made the foole drunk Mast. How now who 's this here Where is the boy 1. Keep The boy sir Mast. I the boy sir 1. K. Here 's all the boyes we founde Mast. These are his cloths But wher 's the boy She-f. The boy is gone a Maying Hee 'l bring me home a Cuckowes nest do ye hear Master I put my cloths off and I dizend him And pind a plumb in 's forehead and a feather And buss'd him twice and bid him go seek his fortune He gave me this fine money and fine wine too And bid me sop and gave me these trim cloths too And put 'em on Alp. Is this the boy you would shew She-f. I 'le give you two pence Master Alp. Am I foold of all sidies I met a foole i' th woods they said she dwelt here In a long pied coat Mast. That was the very boy sir She. f. I I I I gave him leave to play forsooth Hee 'l come again to morrow and bring pescods Mast. I 'le bring your bones Alp. Pox o' your fooles and bedlams Plague o' your owls and apes Mast. Pray ye sir be tamer We cannot help this presently but we shal know I 'le recompence your cares too Alp. Know me a pudding You juggle and ye fidle fart upon ye I am abused Mast. Pray ye sir Welch mad-man Alp. And I will be abused sir And yon shall know I am abused Wel. Whaw Mr. Keeper Alp. Pox o' thy whawes and thy whyms Pox o' thy urship Wel. Give me some Ceeze and Onions give me some wash-brew I have in my bellies give me abundance Pendragon was a
doe it And man as much as man may but Miranda Why doe ye kneel Mir. By I 'le grow to the ground here And with my sword digge up my grave and fall in 't Unlesse thou grant me deere Mountferrat friend Is any thing in my power to my life Sir The honour shall be yours Mount I love ye deerely Yet so much I should tender Mir. I 'le preserve all By I will or all the sinne fall with me Pray let me Mount Ye have won I 'le once be coward To pleasure you Mir. I kisse your hands and thanke ye Mount Be tender of my credit and fight bravely Mir. Blow not the fire that flames Mount I 'le send mine Armor My man shall presently attend ye with it For you must arme immediately the houre cals I know 't will fit ye right be sure and secret And last be fortunate farewell ye are fitted I am glad the load 's off me Mir. My best Mountferrat Exeunt Scaena quarta Enter Norandine and Doctor Nor. Doctor I will see the Combat that 's the truth on 't If I had never a Legge I would crawle to see it Doct. You are most unfit if I might councell ye Your wounds so many and the ayre Nor. The Halter The ayres as good an ayre as fine an ayre Would'st thou have me live in an oven Doct. Beside the noyse Sir Which to a tender body Nor. That 's it Doctor My body must be cur'd with all if you 'll heale me quickly Boyle a Drum-head in my broth I never prosper With knuckles o'veale and birds in sorrell sops Cawdles and Cullysses they wash me away Like a horse had eaten grains if thou wilt cure me A pickled herring and a pottle of Sack Doctor And halfe a dozen trumpets Doct. Ye are a strange Gentleman Nor. As ere thou knew'st wilt thou give mean other glister That I may sit cleanly there like a french Lady When she goes to a Mask at Court where 's thy hoboy Doct. I am glad ye are growne so merry Enter Astor Castr Nor. Welcome Gentlemen Ast. We come to see you sir and glad we are To see you thus thus forward to your health sir Nor. I thank my Doctor here Doct. Nay thanke your selfe sir For by my troth I know not how he 's cur'd He nev'r observes any of our prescriptions Nor. Give me my money again then good sweet Doctor Wilt thou have twenty shillings a day for vexing me Doct. That shall not serve ye sir Drums a far off A low March Nor. Then forty shall sir And that will make ye speake well harke the Drums Cast. They begin to beat to th' field O noble Dane Never was such a stake I hope of innocence Plaid for in Malta and in blood before Ast. It makes us hang our heads all Nor. A bold villaine If there be treason in it accuse poore Ladies And yet they may do mischief to I 'le be with ye If she be innocent I shall finde it quickly And something then I 'le say Ast. Come leane on us sir Nor. I thank ye Gentlemen and domine Doctor Pray bring a little sneezing powder in your Pocket For feare I sound when I see blood Doct. You are pleasant Exeunt Scaena quinta Enter two Marshalls 1 Are the Combatants come in The Seaffold set out and the staires 2 Yes 1 Make the field cleere there 2 That 's done too 1 Then to the prisoner the grand Master's coming Let 's see that all be ready there 2 Too ready How ceremonious our very ends are Alas sweet Lady If she be innocent Florish No doubt but justice will direct her Champion Enter Valetta Norandine Ashor Castriot c. Away I heare 'em come 1 Pray heaven she prosper Val. Give Captain Norandine a chaire Nor. I thank your Lordship Val. Sit sir and take your ease your hurts require it You come to see a womans cause descrided That 's all the knowledge now or name I have for her They say a false a base and treacherous woman And partly prov'd too Nor. Pitty it should be so And if your Lordship durst aske my opinion Sure I should answer no so much I honour her And answer 't with my life too But Gomera Is a brave Gentleman the other valiant And if he be not good doggs gnaw his flesh off And one above 'em both will finde the truth out He never failes sir Val. That 's the hope rests with me Nor. How nature and his honour struggle in him A sweet cleere noble Gentleman Within make roome there Enter Oriana Ladies Executioner Abdel la 1 Guard Guard Make roome there Val. Go up and what you have to say say there Ori. Thus I ascend neerer I hope to heaven Nor do I fear to tread this dark black Mansion The Image of my grave each foot we move Goes to it still each houre we leave behinde us Knols sadly toward it My noble Brother For yet mine innocence dares cals ye so And you the friends to vertue that come hither The Chorus to this Tragick Scaene behold me Behold me with your justice not with pitty My cause was ne're so poore to aske compassion Behold me in this spotlesse white I weare The Embleme of my life of all my actions So ye shall finde my story though I perish Behold me in my Sex I am no Souldier Tender and full of fears our blushing Sex is Unhardned with relentlesse thoughts unhatcht With blood and bloody practise alas we tremble But when an angry dreame afflicts our fancies Dye with a tale well told had I been practis'd And known the way of mischiefe travell'd in it And given my blood and honour up to reach it Forgot religion and the line I sprung on Oh heaven I had been fit then for thy justice And then in black as dark as hell I had howl'd here Last in your own opinions weigh mine innocence Amongst ye I was planted from an Infant would then if heaven had so been pleas'd I had perish'd Grew up and goodly ready to bear fruit The honourable fruit of marriage And am I blasted in my bud with treason Boldly and basely of my faire name ravish'd And hither brought to finde my rest in ruine But he that knowes all he that rights all wrongs And in his time restores knows me I have spoken Val. If ye be innocent heaven will protect ye And so I leave ye to his Sword strikes for ye Farewell Ori. O that went deepe farewell deere brother And howsoe'r my cause goes see my body upon my knees I ask it buried chastely For yet by holy truth it never trespass'd Ast. Iustice sit on your cause heaven fight for ye Nor. Two of ye Gentlemen doe me but the honour To lead me to her good my Lord your leave too Val. You have it sir Nor. Give me your faire hands fearelesse As white as this I see your Innocence As spotlesse and as pure be not afraid Lady You are but here brought to your
ye a probation Roabe weare that Till ye shall please to be our brother how now Ast. Mountferrat 's fled sir Enter Actorius Val. Let him goe a while Till we have done these rites and seen these coupled His mischiefe now lyes open come all friends now And so let 's march to th' Temple sound those Instruments That were the signall to a day of blood Evill beginning houres may end in good Florish Nor. Come we 'll have wenches man and all brave things Let her goe we 'll want no Mistresses Good swords and good strong Armours Mir. Those are best Captain Nor. And fight 'till Queenes be in love with us and run I le see ye at the Fort within these two dayes And let 's be merry prethee Mir. By that time I shall Nor. Why that 's well said I like a good heart truly Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter Norandine and Servant Corporall and Souldiers above Ser. The daye 's not yet broak Sir Nor. 'T is the cooler riding I must goe see Miranda bring my horse Round to the South Port I 'le out here at the beach And meet ye at the end o th' Sycamores 'T is a sweet walke and if the wind be stirring Serves like a fan to coole Corporall and Watch above singing Ser. Which walke Nor. Why that sir Where the fine City dames meet to make matches Ser. I know it Nor. Speed ye then what mirth is this The watches are not yet discharged I take it These are brave carelesse Rogues I 'le hear the Song out And then I 'le fit ye for 't merry Companions Here 's notable order now for a trick to tame ye Owgh owgh 1. Wat. Hark hark what 's that below us who goes there Nor. Owgh owgh owgh 2. W. 'T is a Beare broke loose pray call the Corporall 1 W. The Dutchmans huge fat sow 2 I see her now and five fine piggs Nor. Owgh owgh Corp. Now what 's the matter 1 W. Here 's the great fat Sow Corporall The Dutch-mans Sow and all the Piggs brave fat piggs You have been wishing long she would breake loose Nor. Owgh owgh Cor. 'T is she indeed there 's a white pigg now sucking Looke looke doe you see it firs 1 Wat. Yes very well sir Cor. A notable fat whorson come two of ye Goe downe with me we 'll have a tickling breakfast 2 W. Let 's eat 'em at the Crosse Cor. There 's the best liquor Nor. I 'le liquor some of ye ye lazy rogues Your mindes are of nothing but eating and swilling What a sweet beast they have made of me a Sow Hogge upon hogge I heare 'em come Enter Cor. below and watch Cor. Go softly and fall upon 'em finely nimbly 1 W. Blesse me Cor. Why what 's the matter 1 W. Oh the devill The devill as high as a Steeple 2 W. There he goes Corporall His feet are cloven too Cor. Stand stand I say death how I shake Where be your Muskets 1 W. There 's no good of them Where be our Prayers man 2 W. Lord how he stalks speak to him Corporall Cor. Why what a devill art thou Nor. Owgh owgh Cor. A dumb devill The worst devill that could come a dumb devil Give me a Musket he gathers in to me I' th name of speak what art thou speake devill Or I le put a plumb in your belly Nor. Owgh owgh owgh Corp. Fie fie in what a sweat I am Lord blesse me My Muskets gone too I am notable to stirre it Nor. Who goes there stand speake Corp. Sure I am inchaunted Yet here 's my harbert still nay who goes there sir What have I lost my selfe what are ye Nor. The Guard Corp. Why what are we then he 's not half so long now Nor he has no taile at all I shake still damnably Nor. The word Corp. Have mercy on me what word do's he meane Prethee devill if thou be'st the devill Doe not make an Asse of me for I remember yet As well as I am here I am the Corporall I le lay my life on 't devill Nor. Thou art damn'd Corp. That 's all one but am not I the Corpo all I would give a thousand pound to be resolv'd now Had not I Souldiers here Nor. No not a man Thou art debosh'd and cozen'd Corp. That may be It may be I am drunk Lord where have I been Is not this my Halbert in my hand Nor. No 't is a May-pole Cor. Why then I know not who I am nor what Nor whence I come Nor. Ye are an arrand rascall You Corporall of a watch Cor. 'T is the Dane's voyce you are no devill then Nor. No nor no Sow sir Cor. Of that I am right glad sir I was ne're so frighted in my life as I am a Souldier Nor. Tall watchmen A guard for a Goose you sing away your Centuries A carefull company let me out o th' port here I was a little merry with your worships And keepe your guards strong though the devill walk Hold there 's to bring ye into your wits againe Goe off no more to hunt Piggs such another trick And you will hunt the gallowes Cor. Pray Sir pardon us And let the devill come next I 'le make him stand Or make him stinck Nor. Doe doe your duty truly Come let me cut and come away no more rage Exe. Scaena secunda Enter Abdella with a Letter and Rocca Ab. Write thus to me he hath fearfully and basely Betray'd his own cause yet to free himselfe He now ascribes the fault to me Roc. I know not What he hath done but what he now desires His Letters have informed you Ab. Yes he is Too well acquainted with the power he holds Over my mad affections I want time To write but pray you tell him if I were No better steeld in my strong resolutions Then he hath shown himselfe in his or thought There was a hell hereafter or a Heaven But in enjoying him I should stick here And move no further bid him yet take comfort For something I wil doe the devill would quake at But I le unty this nuptiall knot of love And make way for his wishes in the mean time Let him lie close for he is strictly sought for And practise to love her that for his ends Scornes feare and danger Enter Oriana and Velleda Roc. All this I will tell him Exit Rocca Abd. Do so farewell My Lady with my fellow So earnest in discourse what ere it be I le second it Vel. He is such a Noble husband In every circumstance so truely loving That I might say and without flattery Maddam The Sun sees not a Lady but your selfe That can deserve him Abd Of all men I say That dare for t is a desperate adventure Weare on their free necks the sweet yoak of woman For they that do repine are no true husbands Give me a Souldier Ori. Why are they more loving Then other men Abd. And love too with more judgement For but
thy sake vild creature For all I have done well in in my life I have dig'd a grave all buried in a wife For thee I have defi'd my constant Mistris That never fail'd her servant glorious war For thee refus'd the fellowship of an Order Which Princes through all dangers have been proud To fetch as far as from Jerusalem And am I thus rewarded Vel. By all goodnesse You wrong my Lady and deserve her not When you are at your best repent your rashnesse T wil show well in you Abd. Do and aske her pardon Ori. No I have liv'd too long to have my faith My tri'd faith call'd in question and by him That should know true affection is too tender To suffer an unkind touch without ruine Study ingratitude all from my example For to be thankfull now is to be false But be it so let me die I see you wish it Yet dead for truth and pities sake report What weapon you made choice of when you kild me Vel. She faints Abd. What have ye done Ori. My last breath cannot Be better spent then to say I forgive you Nor is my death untimely since with me I take along what might have been hereafter In scorn delivered for the doubtfull issue Of a suspected mother Vel. Oh she 's gone Abd. For ever gone Are you a man Gom. I grow here Abd. Open her mouth and powre this Cordiall in it If any spark of life be unquench'd in her This will recover her Vel. T is all in vain She 's stiffe already live I and she dead Gom. How like a murtherer I stand look up And heare me curse my selfe or but behold The vengance I wilt take for 't Oriana And then in peace forsake me Jealousie Thou loathsome vomit of the fiends below What desperate hunger made me to receive thee Into my heart and soule I let thee forth And so in death finde ease and do's ray fault then Deserve no greater punishment no I le live To keep thee for a fury to torment me And make me know what hell is on the earth All joyes and hopes forsake me all mens malice And all the plagues they can inflict I wish it Fall thick upon me Let my teares be laught at And may my enemies smile to heare me groane And dead may I be pitied of none Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Collonna and Lucinda Luc. Pray you sir why was the Ordnance of the Fort Discharg'd so sodainly Col. T was the Governours pleasure In honour of the Dane a custome us'd To speake a Souldiers welcome Luc. T is a fit one But is my Master here too Col. Three daies since Luc. Might I demand without offence so much Is 't pride in him however now a slave That I am not admitted to his presence Col. His curtesie to you and to mankind May easily resolve you he is free From that poore vice which onely empty men Esteem a vertue Luc. What 's the reason then As you imagine sir Col. Why I will tell you You are a woman of a tempting beauty And he however vertuous as a man Subject to humane frailties and how far They may prevaile upon him should he see you He is not ignorant and therefore chooses With care t' avoyd the cause that may produce Some strange effect which wil not well keep ranck With the rare temperance which is admired In his life hitherto Luc. This much increases My strong desire to see him Col. It should rather Teach you to thank the Prophet that you worship That you are such a mans who though he may Do any thing which youth and heat of blood Invites him to yet dares not give way to them Your entertainment 's Noble and not like Your present fortune and it all those teares Which made grief lovely in you in the relation Of the sad story that forc'd me to weep too Your husbands hard fate were not counterfeit You should rejoyce that you have means to pay A chast life to his memory and bring to him Those sweets which while he liv'd he could not taste of But if you wantonly bestow them on Another man you offer violence To him though dead and his griev'd spirit will suffer For your immodest loosnesse Luc. Why I hope sir My willingnesse to looke on him to whom I owe my life and service is no proofe Of any unchast purpose Col. So I wish too And in the confidence it is not Lady I dare the better tell you he will see you This night in which by him I am commanded To bring you to his chamber to what end I easily should guesse were I Miranda And therefore though I can yeild little reason But in a generall love to womens goodnesse Why I should be so tender of your honour I willingly would bestow some counsaile of you And would you follow it Luc. Let me first heare it And then I can resolve you Col. My advice then Is that you would not as most Ladies use When they prepare themselves for such encounters Study to adde by artificiall dressings To native excellence yours without help But seen as it is now would make a Hermit Leave his deaths head change his after hopes Of endlesse comforts for a few short minutes Of present pleasures to prevent which Lady Practice to take away from your perfections And to preserve your chastity unstain'd The most deform'd shape that you can put on To cloud your bodies faire gifts or your minds It being laboured to so chaste an end Will prove the fairest ornament Luc. To take from The workmanship of Heaven is an offence As great as to endeavour to adde to it Of which I le not be guilty Chastity That lodges in deformity appeares rather A mulct impos'd by nature then a blessing And t is commendable onely when it conquers Though nere so oft assaulted in resistance For me I le therefore so dispose my selfe That if I hold out it shall be with honour Or if I yeeld Miranda shall finde something To make him love his victory Exit Col. With what cunning This woman argues for her own damnation Nor should I hold it for a miracle Since they are all born Sophisters to maintaine That lust is lawfull and the end and use Of their creation would I never had Hop'd better of her or could not believe Though seen the mine I must ever grieve Exit Scaena Quarta Enter Miranda Norandine Servants with lights Mir. I le see you in your chamber A Table out tow stools Nor. Pray ye no farther It is a ceremony I expect not I am no stranger here I know my lodging And have slept soundly there when the Turks Cannon Playd thick upon 't O 't was Royall Musicke And to procure a sound sleep for a Souldier Worth forty of your Fiddles As you love me Presse it no further Mir. You will overcome Waite on him carefully Nor. I have tooke since supper A rouse or two too much and by It warms my blood
businesse Two of the disannullers lost their night-caps A third stood excommunicate by the cudgell The Cunstable to her eternall glory Drunke hard and was converted and she victor Ped. Then are they victualed with pies and puddings The trappings of good stomacks noble Ale the true defendor Sawsages and smoak'd ones If need be such as serve for Pikes and Porke Better the Jewes never hated here and there A bottle of Metheglin a stout Bricaine That wil stand to 'em what else they want they war for Petru. Come to councell Soph. Now you must grant conditions or the Kingdom Will have no other talke but this Petron. Away then and let 's advise the best Soph: Why doe you tremble Mor. Have I liv'd thus long to be knockt o' th head With halfe a washing beetle pray be wise sir Petru. Come something I le doe but what it is I know not Soph. To councel then and let 's avoyd their follies Guard all the doors or we shal not have a cloke left Exe Enter three mayds at severall doors 1. How goes the businesse girles 2. A foot and faire 3. If fortune favour us away to your strength The Country forces are ariv'd be gon we are discovered else 1. Arme and be valiant 2. Think of our cause 3. Our iustice 1. T is sufficient Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Petronius Petruchio Moroso Sophocles and Tranio Petro. I am indifferent though I must confesse I had rather see her carted Tra. No more of that sir Soph. Are ye resolv'd to give her fair conditions T will be the safest way Petru. I am distracted Would I had run my head into a halter When I first woo'd her if I offer peace She 'l urge her own conditions that 's the devil Soph. Why say she do Petru Say I am made an Asse then I know her aime may I with reputation Answer me this with safety of mine honour After the mighty mannage of my first wife Which was indeed a fury to this Filly After my twelve strong labours to reclaime her Which would have made Don Hercules horn mad And hid him in his hide suffer this Sicely Ere she have warm'd my sheets ere grappel'd with me This Pinck this painted Foyst this Cockle-boat To hang her Fights out and defie me friends A wel known man of war if this be equal And I may suffer say and I have done Petron. I do not think you may Tra. You 'l make it worse sir Soph. Pray heare me good Petruchio but ev'n now You were contented to give all conditions To try how far she would carry T is a folly And you wil find it so to clap the curb on Er you be sure it proves a naturall wildnesse And not a forc'd Give her conditions For on my life this tricke is put into her Petron. I should believe so too Soph. And not her own Tra. You 'l finde it so Soph. Then if she flownder with you Clap spurs on and in this you 'l deale with temperance Avoyd the hurry of the world Tra. And loose Musick above Mor. No honour on my life sir Petru. I wil do it Petron. It seems they are very merry Enter Jaques Petru. Why God hold it Mor. Now Jaques Jaq. They are i' th flaunt sir Soph. Yes we heare 'em Jaq. They have got a stick of Fiddles and they firke it In wondrous waies the two grand Capitanos They brought the Auxiliary Regiments Daunce with their coats tuckt up to their bare breeches And bid them kisse 'em that 's the burden They have got Metheglin and audacious Ale And talke like Tyrants Petron. How knowest thou Jaq. I peep 't in Song At a loose Lansket Tra. Harke Petron. A Song pray silence All the women above Mor. They look out Petru Good ev'n Ladies Mar. Good you good ev'n sir Petru. How have you slept to night Mar. Exceeding well sir Petru. Did you not wish me with you Mar No believe me I never thought upon you Cun. Is that he Bya. Yes Cun. Sir Soph. She has drunk hard mark her hood Cun. You are Soph. Learnedly drunk I le hang else let her utter Cun. And I must tell you viva voce friend A very foolish fellow Tra. There 's an Ale figure Petru. I thank you Susan Brotes Cit. Forward sister Cun. You have espoused here a hearty woman A comely and couragious Petru. Wel I have so Cun. And to the comfort of distressed damsels Weomen out-worn in wedlock and such vessels This woman has defied you Petru. It should seem so Cun. And why Petru. Yes can you tell Cun. For thirteen causes Petru. Pray by your patience Mistris Cit. Forward sister Petru. Do you mean to treat of all these Cit. Who shall let her Petro. Doe you heare Velvet-hood we come not now To heare your doctrine Cunt. For the first I take it It doth divide it selfe into seven branches Petru. Harke you good Maria Have you got a Catechiser here Tra. Good zeale Soph. Good three pil'd predication will you peace And heare the cause we come for Cunt. Yes Bob-tailes We know the cause you come for here 's the cause But never hope to carry her never dream Or flatter your opinions with a thought Of base repentance in her Cit. Give me sack By this and next strong Ale Cun. Sweare forward sister Cit. By all that 's cordiall in this place we 'l bury Our bones fames tongues our triumphs and then all That ever yet was chronicl'd of woman But this brave wench this excellent despiser This bane of dull obedience shall inherit His liberall wil and march off with conditions Noble and worth her selfe Cun. She shall Tom Tilers And brave ones too My hood shal make a hearse-cloth And I lie under it like Jone o Gaunt Ere I goe lesse my Distaffe stucke up by me For the eternall Trophee of my conquests And loud fame at my head with two main Bottles Shall fill to all the world the glorious fall Of old Don Gillian Cit. Yet a little further We have taken Armes in rescue of this Lady Most just and Noble if ye beat us off Without conditions and we recant Use us as we deserve and first degrade us Of all our ancient chambring next that The Symbols of our secrecy silke Stockings Hew of our heeles our petticotes of Armes Teare of our bodies and our Bodkins breake Over our coward heads Cun. And ever after To make the tainture most notorious At all our Crests videlicet our Plackets Let Laces hang and we returne againe Into our former titles Dayry maids Petru. No more wars puissant Ladies shew conditions And freely I accept 'em Mar. Call in Livia She 's in the treaty too Enter Livia above Mor. How Livia Mar. Heare you that sir There 's the conditions for ye pray peruse 'em Petron. Yes there she is t 'had been no right rebellion Had she held off what think you man Mor. Nay nothing I have enough o' th prospect o' my conscience The worlds end
and even to water To think what this man was to think how simple How far below a man how far from reason From common understanding and all Gentry While he was living here he walkt amongst us He had a happy turn he dyed I le tell ye These are the wants I weep for not his person The memory of this man had he liv'd But two yeers longer had begot more follies Then wealthy Autumne flyes But let him rest He was a foole and farewell he not pitied I meane in way of life or action By any understanding man that 's honest But onely in 's posterity which I Out of the feare his ruines might out live him In some bad issue like a carefull woman Like one indeed born onely to preserve him Denyd him meanes to raise Petru. Unbutton me I die indeed else O Maria Oh my unhappinesse my misery Petron. Go to him whore if he perish I le see thee hang'd my selfe Petru. Why why Maria Mar. I have done my worst and have my end forgive me From this houre make me what you please I have tam'd ye And now am vowd your servant Look not strangly Nor feare what I say to you Dare you kisse me Thus I begin my new love Petru. Once againe Mar. With all my heart Petru. Once again Miria O Gentlemen I Know not where I am Soph. Get ye to bed then there you 'l quickly know sir Petru. Never no more your old tricks Mar. Never sir Petru. You shall not need for as I have a faith No cause shall give occasion Mar. As I am honest And as I am a maid yet all my life From this houre since since ye make so free profession I dedicate in service to your pleasure Soph. I marry this goes roundly off Petru. Go Jaques Get all the best meat may be bought for money And let the hogsheds blood I am born again Well little England when I see a husband Of any other Nation stern or jealous I le wish him but a woman of thy breeding And if he have not butter to thy bread Till thy teeth bleed I le never trust my travell Enter Rowland Livia Byancha and Tranio Petro. What have we here Row Another morris sir That you must pipe too Tra. A poore married couple Desire an offering sir Bya. Never frown at it You cannot mend it now there 's your own hand And yours Moroso to confirme the bargaine Petron. My hand Mor. Or mine Bya. You 'l finde it so Petron. A trick By a trick Bya. Yes sir we trickt ye Liv. Father Petro. Hast thou lyen with him speake Liv. Yes truly sir Petro. And hast thou done the deed boy Row I have done sir That that will serve the turne I think Petru. A match then I le be the maker up of this Moroso There 's now no remedy you see be willing For be or be not he must have the wench Mor. Since I am over-reach'd let 's in to dinner And if I can I le drink 't away Tra. That 's wel said Petro. Well sirha you have playd a tricke look to 't And let me be a grandsire within 's twelvemoneth Or by this hand I le curtaile halfe your fortunes Row There shall not want my labour sir your money Here 's one has undertaken Tra. Well I le trust her And glad I have so good a pawn Row I le watch ye Petru. Le ts in and drink of all hands and be joviall I have my colt again and now she carries And Gentlemen whoever marries next Let him be sure he keep him to his Text Exeunt PROLOGUE LAdies to you in whose defence and right Fletchers brave Muse prepar'd her self to fight A battaile without blood 't was well fought too The victory 's yours though got with much ado We do present this Comedy in which A rivulet of pure wit flowes strong and rich In Fancy Language and all parts that may Adde grace and ornament to a merry Play Which this may prove Yet not to go too far In promises from this our female war We do intreat the angry men would not Expect the mazes of a subtle plot Set Speeches high expressions and what 's worse in a true Comedy politique discourse The end we ayme at is to make you sport Yet neither gall the City nor the Court Heare and observe his Comique straine and when Y' are sick of melancholy see 't agen 'T is no deere Physick since 't will quit the cost Or his intentions with our pains are lost EPILOGUE THe Tamer 's tam'd but so as nor the men Can finde one just cause to complaine of when They fitly do consider in their lives They should not raign as Tyrants o'r their wives Nor can the women from this president Insult or triumph it being aptly meant To teach both Sexes due equality And as they stand bound to love mutually If this effect arising from a cause Well layd and grounded may deserve applause We something more then hope our honest ends Will keep the men and women too our friends FINIS LOVE CURE OR The Martial Maid Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Vitelli Lamorall Anastro Vitelli ALvarez pardon'd Ana. And return'd Lamo. I saw him land At St. Lucars and such a generall welcome Fame as harbinger to his brave actions Had with the easie people prepard for him At if by his command alone and fortune Holland with those low Provinces that hold out Against the Arch-Duke were again compel'd With their obedience to give up their lives To be at his devotion Vit. You amaze me For though I have heard that when he fled from Civill To save his life then forfeited to Law For murthering Don Pedro my deer Uncle His extreame wants inforc'd him to take pay In th' Army sat down then before Ostena 'T was never yet reported by whose favour He durst presume to entertain a thought Of comming home with pardon Ana. 'T is our nature Or not to hear or not to give beliefe To what we wish far from our enemies Lam. Sir 't is most certaine the Infantas letters Assisted by the Arch-Dukes to King Philip Have not alone secur'd him from the rigor Of our Castillian Justice but return'd him A free man and in grace Vit. By what curs'd meanes Could such a fugitive arise unto The knowledge of their highnesses much more Though known to stand but in the least degree Of favour with them Lam. To give satisfaction To your demand though to praise him I hate Can yeild me small contentment I will tell you And truly since should I detract his worth 'T would argue want of merit in my self Briefly to passe his tedious pilgrimage For sixteene years a banish'd guilty-man And to forget the stormes th' affrights the horrors His constancy not fortune overcame I bring him with his little son grown man Though 't was said here he took a daughter with him To Ostends bloody seige that stage of war Wherein the flower of many Nations acted And
fight with ye The sacred name of friend tyes up that anger Rather I le study Sil. Do to be a friend still Cla. If this way I shall never hold Sil. I le watch ye And if I catch ye false by Heaven ye dye for 't All love forgot Cla. When I feare that I am fit for 't Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Lopez at a Table with jewels and money upon it an Egge rosting by a Candle Lop. Whilst prodigall yong gaudy Fools are banqueting And launching out their states to catch the giddy Thus do I study to preserve my fortune And hatch with care at home the wealth that Saints me Here 's Rubies of Bengala rich rich glorious These Diamonds of Ormus bought for little Here vented at the price of Princes Ransomes How bright they shine like constellations The South seas treasure here Pearle faire and orient Able to equall Cleapatra's Banket Here chaines of lesser stones for Ladies lustres Ingotts of Gold Rings Brooches barrs of Silver These are my studies to set off in sale well And not in sensuall surfeits to consume 'em How rosts mine egg he heats apace I le turne him Penurio where you knave do you wait Penurio You lazie knave Pen. Did you call Sir Lop. Where 's your Mistris What vanity holds her from her attendance Pen. The very sight of this egge has made him cockish What would a dozen butter'd do She is within Sir Lop. Within Sir at what thrift ye knave what getting Pen. Getting a good stomack Sir she knew where to get meat to it She is praying heartily upon her knees Sir That Heaven would send her a good bearing dinner Lop. Nothing but gluttony and surfeit thought on Health flung behinde had she not yesternight sirrah Two Sprats to supper and the oyle allowable Was she not sick with eating Hadst not thou Thou most vngratefull knave that nothing satisfies The water that I boyl'd my other egge in To make thee hearty broth Pen. 'T is true I had Sir But I might as soone make the Philosophers Stone on 't You gave it me in water and but for manners sake I could give it you againe in wind it was so hearty I shall turne pissing Conduit shortly my Mistris comes Sir Enter Isabella Lop. Welcome my Dove Isab. Pray ye keep your welcome to ye Unlesse it carries more then words to please me Is this the joy to be a Wife to bring with me Besides the noblenesse of blood I spring from A full and able portion to maintaine me Is this the happinesse of youth and beauty The great content of being made a Mistris To live a Slave subject to wants and hungers To jealousies for every eye that wanders Unmanly jealousie Lop. Good Isabella Isab. Too good for you do you think to famish me Or keep me like an Almes-woman in such rayment Such poore unhandsome weeds am I old or ugly I never was bred thus and if your misery Will suffer wilfull blindnesse to abuse me My patience shall be no Bawd to mine owne ruine Pen. Tickle him Mistris to him Isab. Had ye love in ye Or any part of man Pen. Follow that Mistris Isab. Or had humanity but ever knowne ye You would shame to use a woman of my way thus So poore and basely you are strangly jealous of me If I should give ye cause Lop. How Isabella Isab. As do not venture this way to provoke me Pen. Excellent well Mistris Lop. How 's this Isabella Isab. 'T will stir a Saint and I am but a woman And by that tenure may Lop. By no meanes Chicken You know I love ye fie take no example By those young gadding Dames you are noted vertuous That stick their Husbands wealth in trifles on 'em And point 'em but the way to their owne miseries I am not jealous kisse me I am not And for your diet 't is to keep you healthfull Surfits destroy more then the sword that I am carefull Your meat should be both neat and cleanly handled See Sweet I am Cook my selfe and mine owne Cater Pen. A of that Cook cannot lick his fingers Lop. I le adde another dish you shall have Milke to it 'T is nourishing and good Pen. With Butter in 't Sir Lop. This knave would breed a famine in a Kingdom And cloths that shall content ye you must be wise then And live sequestred to your selfe and me Not wandring after every toy comes crosse ye Nor strooke with every spleene what 's the knave doing Penurio Pen. Hunting Sir for a second course of flyes here They are rare new Sallads Lop. For certaine Isabella This ravening fellow has a Woolf in 's belly Untemperate knave will nothing quench thy appetite I saw him eat two Apples which is monstrous Pen. If you had given me those ' thad bin more monstrōs Lop. 'T is a maine miracle to feed this villaine Come Isabella let us in to Supper And think the Romane dainties at our Table 'T is all but thought Exeunt Pen. Would all my thoughts would do it The Devill should think of purchasing that Egge-shell To vittle out a Witch for the Burmoothes 'T is treason to any good stomack living now To heare a tedious Grace said and no meat to 't I have a Radish yet but that 's but transitory Exit Scena Tertia Enter Soto Soto Can any living man unlesse a Rascall That neither knowes himselfe nor a fashion'd Gentleman Take me for a worse man then my Master now I am naturally proud in these cloths but if pride now Should catch a fall in what I am attempting 'T is but a Proverb sound and a Neck broken That 's the worst can come on 't a Gentleman 's gone then A Gentleman o th' first house there 's the end on 't My Master lyes most pittifully complaining Wringing and kicking up toth ' eares in love yonder And such a lamentable noyse he keepes it kills me I have got his cloths and if I can get to her By hooke or crooke here such a song I le sing her I think I shall be hang'd but that 's no matter What 's a hanging among friends I am valiant now as an Elephant What 's a hanging among friends I am valiant now as an I have consider'd what to say too let me see now This is the place 't is plaguy high stay at that lower window Let me ayme finely now like a good Gunner It may prove but a whipping Enter Silvio Sil. I saw some-body Passe by me now and though it were dark me thought yet I knew the clothes ha let me not be cozen'd The Ladder too ready to fling it monstrous 'T is he 't is Claudio most voluptuous villaine Scandall to womans credit Love I forget thee Soto What will he do i th' name of heaven what 's that there Sil. And all the friendship that I bore thee bury here Soto What has he in 's hand I hope but a Cudgell Sil. Thy fault 's forgive O Heaven farewell thou
life thou art drunke Or worse then drunke hir'd to convey me hither To some base end now I looke on thee better Thou hast a bawdy face and I abhor thee A beastly bawdy face I le go no further Sor. Nay shrink not back indeed you shall good Sister Why do you blush the good King will not hurt ye He honours ye and loves ye Eva. Is this the businesse Sor. Yes and the best you ever will arive at if you be wise Eva. My Father was no bawd Sir Nor of that worshipfull stock as I remember Sor. You are a foole Eva. You are that I shame to tell ye Fred. Gentle Evanthe Eva. The gracious Queen Sir Is well and merry heaven be thanked for it And as I think she waites you in the Garden Fred. Let her wait there I talk not of her Garden I talk of thee sweet flower Eva. Your Grace is pleasant To mistake a nettle for a rose Fred. No Rose nor Lilly nor no glorious Hyacinth Are of that sweetnesse whitenesse tendernesse Softnesse and satisfying blessednesse As my Evanthe Eva. Your Grace speakes very feelingly I would not be a hansome wench in your way Sir For a new gowne Fred. Thou art all hansomnesse Nature will be asham'd to frame another Now thou art made thou hast rob'd her of her cunning Each severall part about thee is a beauty Sor. Do you heare this Sister Eva. Yes unworthy Brother but all this will not do Fred. But love Evanthe Thou shalt have more then words wealth ease and honors My tender wench Eva. Be tender of my credit And I shall love you Sir and I shall honour ye Fred. I love thee to injoy thee my Evanthe To give thee the content of love Eva. Hold hold Sir ye are to fleet I have some businesse this way your Grace can nere content Sor. You stubborne toy Eva. Good my Lord Bawd I thank ye Fred. Thou shalt not go beleeve me sweet Evanthe So high I will advance thee for this favour So rich and potent I will raise thy fortune And thy friends mighty Eva. Good your Grace be patient I shall make the worst honourable wench that ever was Shame your discretion and your choyce Fred. Thou shalt not Eva. Shall I be rich do you say and glorious And shine above the rest and scorne all beauties And mighty in command Fred. Thou shalt be any thing Eva. Let me be honest too and then I le thank ye Have you not such a title to bestow too If I prove otherwise I would know but this Sir Can all the power you have or all the riches But tye mens tongues up from discoursing of me Their eyes from gazing at my glorious folly Time that shall come from wondering at my impudence And they that read my wanton life from curses Can you do this have ye this magick in ye This is not in your powre though you be a Prince Sir No more then evill is in holy Angels Nor I I hope get wantonnesse confirm'd By Act of Parliament an honesty And so receiv'd by all I le hearken to ye Heaven guide your Grace Fred. Evanthe stay a little I le no more wantonnesse I le marry thee Eva. What shall the Queene do Fred. I le be divorsed from her Eva. Can you tell why what has she done against ye Has she contrived a treason gainst your Person Abus'd your bed does disobedience urge ye Fre. That 's all one 't is my will Eva. 'T is a most wicked one A most absurd one and will show a Monster I had rather be a Whore and with lesse sin To your present lust then Queen to your unjustice Yours is no love Faith and Religion fly it Nor has no taste of faire affection in it Some hellish flame abuses your faire body And hellish furies blow it looke behinde ye Divorse ye from a woman of her beauty Of her integrity her piety Her love to you to all that honours ye Her chast and vertuous love are these fit causes What will you do to me when I have cloyd ye You may finde time out in eternity Deceit and violence in heavenly Justice Life in the grave and death among the blessed Ere staine or brack in her sweet reputation Sor. You have fool'd enough be wise now and a woman You have shew'd a modesty sufficient If not too much for Court Eva. You have shew'd an impudence A more experienc'd bawd would blush and shake at You will make my kindred mighty Fred. Prethee heare me Evan. I do Sir and I count it a great offer Fre. Any of thine Eva. 'T is like enough you may clap honour on them But how 't will sit and how men will adore it Is still the question I le tell you what they 'l say Sir What the report will be and 't will be true too And it must needs be comfort to your Master These are the issues of her impudence I le tell your Grace so deare I hold the Queene So deare that honour that she nurs'd me up in I would first take to me for my lust a Moore One of your Gally-slaves that cold and hunger Decrepid misery had made a mock-man Then be your Queene Fred. You are bravely resolute Evan. I had rather be a Leopar and be shun'd And dye by peeces rot into my grave Leaving no memory behind to know me Then be a high Whore to eternity Fred. You have another Gamster I perceive by ye You durst not slight me else Sor. I le finde him out Though he lye next thy heart hid I le discover him And ye proud peat I le make you curse your insolence Val. Tongue of an Angell and the truth of Heaven How am I blest Exit Val. Sor. Podramo go in hast To my Sisters Gentlewoman you know her well And bid her send her Mistris presently The lesser Cabinet she keeps her Letters in And such like toyes and bring it to me Instantly Away Pod. I am gone Exit Enter the Queene with two Ladies Sora. The Queene Fre. Le ts quit the place she may grow jealous Exit Fred. Soran Mar. So suddenly departed what 's the reason Doe's my approach displease his Grace are my eyes So hatefull to him or my conversation Infected that he flies me faire Evanthe Are you there then I see his shame Eva. 'T is true Madam 'Thas pleas'd his Goodnesse to be pleasant with me Mar. 'T is strange to finde thy modesty in this place Doe's the King offer faire doe's thy face take him Nere blush Evanthe 't is a very sweet one Doe's he raine gold and precious promises Into thy lap will he advance thy fortunes Shalt thou be mighty wench Evan. Never mock Madam 'T is rather on your part to be lamented At least reveng'd I can be mighty Lady And glorious too glorious and great as you are Mar. He will marry thee Evan. Who would not be a Queene Madam Mar. 'T is true Evanthe 't is a brave ambition A golden dreame
heare Lady sweet-heart I had forgot to tell thee if you will I will come back in the Evening Nee. By no meanes come not till I send for you Clow. If there be any need you may think of things when I am gone I may be convey'd into your chamber I le lye under the bed while midnight or so or you shall put me up in one of your little boxes I can creep in at a small hole Nee. These are things I dare not venter I charge you on my love never come till I send for you Clow. Verbum insapienti 't is enough to the wise nor I think it is not fit the Knight should know any thing yet Nee. By no meanes pray you go now we are suspected Clow. For the things that are past let us use our secrets Nee. Now I le make a firme triall of your love As you love me not a word more at this time Not a sillable 't is the seale of love take heed Clow. Hum hum hum hum Hum's loath to depart Exit Clown Nee. So this pleasant trouble 's gone now Gardianesse What your eyes easing your heart the cause woman Gard. The cause is false man Madam oh Lady I have been gub'd in a shining Carbuncle A very Glo-worme that I thought had sire in 't And 't is as cold as Ice Neece And justly serv'd Would'st thou once think that such an erring Spring Would dote upon thine Autumne Gard. Oh had you heard him But protest Nee. I would not have beleev'd him Thou might'st have perceiv'd how I mockt thy folly In wanton imitation with the Foole Go weepe the sin of thy credulity Not of thy losse for it was never thine And it is gaine to misse it wert thou so dull Nay yet thou' rt stupid and uncapable Why thou wert but the bait to fish with not The prey the stale to catch another Bird with Gard. Indeed he call'd me Bird Nee. Yet thou perceiv'st not It is your Neece he loves would'st thou be made A stakling Jade 't is she examine it I le hurry all awry and tread my path Over unbeaten grounds go levell to the mark Not by circuler bouts rare things are pleasing And rare 's but seldome in the simple sence But has her Emphasis with eminence Exit Gard. My Neece she the rivall of my abuse My flesh and blood wrong me I le Aunt her for 't Enter Mirabell Oh opportunity thou blessest me Now Gentlewoman are you parted so soone Where 's your friend I pray your Cuningame Mâ—r. What say you Aunt Gard. Come come your Cuningame I am not blinde with age yet nor deafe Mir. Dumbe I am sure you are not what ayld you Ant Are you not well Gard. No nor sick nor mad nor in my wits nor sleeping nor walking nor nothing nor any thing I know not what I am nor what I am not Mir. Mercy cover us what do you meane Aunt Gard. I meane to be reveng'd Mir. On whom Gard. On thee Baggage Mir. Revenge should follow injury Which never reacht so far as thought in me Towards you Aunt Gard. Your cunning minion Nor your Cuningame can either blinde me The gentle Begger loves you Mir. Beseech you Let me stay your errour I begin to heare And shake off my amazement if you think That ever any passage treating love Hath been betwixt us yet commenc't any Silent eye-glance that might but sparkle fire So much as brother and sister might meet with The lip-salute so much as strangers might Take a farewell with the commixed hands Nay but the least thought of the least of these In troth you wrong your bosome by that truth Which I thinke yet you durst be bayle for in me If it were offered ye I am as free As all this protestation Gard. May I believe this Mir. If ever you 'l believe truth why I thought he had spake love to you and if his heart prompted his tongue sure I did heare so much Gard. Oh falsest man Ixions plague fell on me Never by woman such a masculine cloud So airy and so subtle was embrac't Mir. By no cause in me by my life deere Aunt Gard. I believe you then help in my revenge And you shall do 't or loose my love for ever I le have him quitted at his equall weapon Thou art young follow him bait his desires With all the Engines of a womans wit Stretch modesty even to the highest pitch He cannot freeze at such a flaming beauty And when thou hast him by the amorous gills Thinke on my vengeance choke up his desires Then let his banquettings be Tantalisme Let thy disdaine spurne the dissembler out Oh I should clime my stars and sit above To see him burne to ashes in his love Mir. This will be a strange taste Aunt and an Unwilling labour yet in your injunction I am a servant to 't Gard. Thou 'lt undertak 't Mir. Yes let the successe commend it selfe hereafter Gard. Effect it Girle my substance is thy store Nothing but want of will makes woman poore Exeunt Enter Sir Gregory and Clowne Sir Greg. Why Pompey thou art not starke mad art thou Wilt thou not tell me how my Lady doe's Clow. Your Lady Sir Greg. Did she receive the thing that I sent her kindly or no Clow. The thing that you sent her Knight by the thing that you sent was for the things sake that was sent to carry the thing that you sent very kindly received first there is your Indenture now go seeke you a servant secondly you are a Knight thirdly and lastly I am mine owne man and fourthly fare you well Sir Greg. Why Pompey prethee let me speak with thee I le lay my life some Haire has crost him Clow. Knight if you be a Knight so keep you as for the Lady who shall say that she is not a faire Lady a sweet Lady an honest and a vertuous Lady I will say he is a base fellow a blab of his tongue and I will make him eat these fingers ends Sir Greg. Why here 's no body saies so Pompey Clow. Whatsoever things have past betweene the Lady and the other party whom I will not name at this time I say she is vertuous and honest and I will maintaine it as long as I can maintaine my selfe with bread and water Sir Greg. Why I know no body thinks otherwise Clow. Any man that doe's but thinke it in my hearing I will make him thinke on 't while he has a thought in his Bosome shall we say that kindnesses from Ladies are common or that favours and protestations are things of no moment betwixt parties and parties I say still whatsoever has been betwixt the Lady and the party which I will not name that she is honest and shall be honest whatsoever she doe's by day or by night by light or by darknesse with cut and long tale Sir Greg. Why I say she is honest Clow. Is she honest in what sense do you say she is honest Knight Sir
price of all thy lusts Thou shalt be three thou modest maid if I have any working and yet thy honour safe for which this thief I know has set this meeting but I 'll watch him Enter Perolot Per. Maria Mar. Are mine eyes mine own or blesse me am I deluded with a flying shadow Per. Why do your start so from me Mar. It speaks sensibly and shews a living body yet I am fearfull Per. Give me your hand good Maria Mar. He feels warm too Per. And next your lips Mar. He kisses perfectly Nay and the divell be no worse you are Perolot Per. I was and sure I should be Can a small distance and ten short months take from your memory the figure of your friend that you stand wondring Be not amaz'd I am the self-same Perolot living and well Son to Gentille and Brother to vertuous Casta to your beauteous Mistris the long since poor betroth'd and still vow'd servant Mar. Nay sure he lives My Lord Lavall your Master brought news long since to your much mourning Mistris ye dy'd at Orleance bound her with an oath too to keep it secret from your aged Father lest it should rack his heart Per. A pretty secret to trie my Mistris love and make my welcome from travel of more worth from whence heaven thanked my businesse for the Duke dispatch'd to th' purpose and all my money spent I am come home wench How does my Mistris for I have not yet seen any nor will I till I doe her service Mar. But did the Lord Lavall know of your love Sir before ye went Per. Yes by much force he got it but none else knew upon his promise too and honour to conceal it faithfully till my return to further which he told me my businesse being ended from the Duke he would procure a pension for my service able to make my Mistris a fit husband Mar. But are you sure of this Per. Sure as my sight wench Mar. Then is your Lord a base dissembling villain a divell Lord the damn'd Lord of all lewdnesse and has betraid ye and undone my Mistris my poor sweet Mistris Oh that leacher Lord who poor soul since was married Per. To whom Maria Maria To that unluckie Lord a upon him whose hot horse-appetite being allaid once with her chaste joyes married again scarce cool'd the torches yet not out the yellow Hymen lighted about the bed the songs yet sounding Marine's young noble daughter Helena whose mischief stands at door next O that Recreant Perolot O villain O most unmanly falshood nay then I see my letters were betraid too O I am full of this great with his mischiefs loaden and burst Come lead me to my Lady Mar. I cannot Sir Lavall keeps her conceal'd Besides her griefs are such shee will see no man Per. I must and will goe to her I will see her there be my friend or this shall be thy furthest Mar. Hold and I 'll help ye But first ye shall swear to me as you are true and gentle as ye hate this beastly and base Lord where I shall place ye which shall be within sight till I discharge ye what-ere you see or hear to make no motion Per. I doe by Mar. Stay here about the house then till it be later yet the time 's not perfect there at the back-door I 'll attend you truly Per. O monstrous monstrous beastly villain Exit Mar. How crosse this falls and from all expectation and what the end shall be heaven onely yet knows onely I wish and hope But I forget still Casta must be the bait or all miscarries Exeunt Enter Gentille with a torch Shaloon above Gent. Holla Shaloon Shal. Who 's there Gen. A word from the Duke Sir Sha. Your pleasure Gen. Tell your Lord he must to Court strait Sha. He is ill at ease and prayes he may be pardon'd the occasions of this night Gen. Belike he is drunk then he must away the Duke and his fair Ladie the beauteous Helena are now at Cent of whom she has such fortune in her carding the Duke has lost a thousand Crowns and swears hee will not goe to bed till by Lavall the tide of losse be turn'd again Awake him for 't is the pleasure of the Duke he must rise Sha. Having so strict command Sir to the contrary I dare not do it I beseech your pardon Gent. Are you sure he is there Sha. Yes Gen. And asleep Sha. I think so Gen. And are you sure you wil not tell him Shalon Sha. Yes very sure Gent. Then I am sure I will Open or I must force Sha. Pray ye stay he is not nor will not be this night You may excuse it Gent. I knew he was gone about some womans labour As good a neighbour though I say it and as comfortable many such more we need Shaloon Alas poor Ladie thou art like to lie crosse-legg'd to night Good Monsieur I will excuse your Master for this once Sir because sometimes I have lov'd a wench my self too Sha. 'T is a good hearing Sir Gent. But for your lye Shaloon if I had you here it should be no good hearing for your pate I would pummell Sha. A fair good night Sir Gent. Good night thou noble Knight Sir Pandarus My heart is cold o' th sudden and a strange dulnesse possesses all my bodie thy will be done heaven Exit Enter Gabriella and Casta and Maria with a Taper Casta. 'Faith friend I was even going to my bed when your maid told me of your sudden sicknesse but from my grave so truly I loue you I think your name would raise me ye looke ill since last I saw ye much decai'd in colour yet I thanck heaven I finde no such great danger as your maid frighted me withall take courage and give your sicknesse course some griefe you have got that feeds within upon your tender spirits and wanting open way to vent it selfe murders your mind and choakes up all your sweetnesse Gab. It was my maids fault worthy friend to trouble ye so late upon so light a cause yet sure I have ye O my deare Casta Casta. Out with it Gods name Gab. The closset of my heart I will lock here wench Lavall knocks within and things shal make ye tremble Who 's that knocks there Mar. 'T is Lavall Gab. Sit you still Let him in In am resolv'd and all you wronged women you noble spirits that as I have sufferd under this glorious beast-insulting man lend me your causes then your cruelties for I must put on madnesse above women Casta. Why do you look so ghastly Gab. Peace no harm Deer Enter Lavall Lav. There take my cloak and sword Where is this Banquet Mar. In the next room Casta. How came he here Heaven blesse me La. Give me some wine wench fill it ful and sprightly Gab. Sit still and be not fearfull Lav. Till my veins swell and my strong sinews stretch like that brave Centaur that at the table snatch'd the
receit Of Musick O. K. I deny that Sir looke you I can dance without Musick do you see Sir and I can sing without it too you are a consort of Theeves do you heare what I do Witty Pray you take heed Sir if you do move the Musick agen it may cost you as much more O.K. Hold hold I le depart quietly I need not bid you farewell I think now so long as that hundred pound lasts with you Enter Gardianesse Gard. Ha ha am I snapt ifaith Oh Sir Perfidious O. K. I I some howling another while Musick 's too damnable deare Gard. Oh Sir my heart-strings are broke if I can but live to tell you the tale I care not your Neece my charge is O.K. What is she sick Gard, No no Sir she 's lustily well married O.K. To whom Gard. Oh to that cunning dissembler Cuningame O. K. I le hang the Priest first what was he Gard. Your Kinsman Sir that has the Welch Benefice O. K. I sav'd him from the Gallowes to that end good is there any more Garde And Sir Gregory is married too O. K. To my Neece too I hope and then I may hang her Gard. No Sir to my Neece thank Cupid and that 's all that 's likely to recover me she 's Lady Fop now and I am One of her Aunts I thanke my promotion Enter Credulous Cuningame Neece Sir Gregory and Mirabell Cred. I hate perform'd your behest Sir O. K. What have you perform'd Sir Witty Faith Sir I must excuse my Cousen in this act If you can excuse your selfe for making him A Priest there 's the most difficult answer I put this practise on him as from your desire A truth a truth Father Cred. I protest Sir he tells you truth he mov'd me to 't in your name O. K. I protest Sir he told you a lye in my name and were you so easie Mr. Credulous to beleeve him Cred. If a man should not beleeve his Cousen Sir whom should he beleeve O. K. Godden to you good Mr. Cousen Cuningame And your faire Bride my Cousen Cuningame too And how do you Sir Gregory with your faire Lady Sir Greg. A little better then you would have had me I thanke you Sir the dayes of Puppy and Slave and Rascall are pretty well blowne over now I know Crabs from Verjuyce I have tryed both and thou d'st give me thy Neece for nothing I 'de not have her Cun. I thinke so Sir Gregory for my sake you would not Sir Greg. I wo'd thou had'st scap'd her too and then she had dyed of the greene sicknesse know this that I did marry in spight and I will kisse my Lady in spight and love her in spight and beget children of her in spight and when I dye they shall have my Lands in spight this was my resolution and now 't is out Neece How spightfull are you now Sir Gregory Why looke you I can love my dearest Husband With all the honours duties sweet embraces That can be throwne upon a loving man Sir Greg. This is afore your Unckles face but behinde his back in private you 'le shew him another tale Cun. You see Sir now the irrecoverable state of all these things before you come out of your muse they have been but wit weapons they were wont to love the play Enter Clowne O. K. Let me alone in my muse a little Sir I will wake to you anon Cun. U'd so your friend Pompey how will you answer him Neece Very well if you 'le but second it and help me Clow. I do heare strange stories are Ladies things obnoxious Neece Oh the dissembling falsest wretch is come Cun. How now Lady Neece Let me come to him and in stead of love Let me have revenge Witty Pray you now will you first examine whither he be guilty or no Neece He cannot be excus'd How many Messengers thou perjur'd man Hast thou return'd with Vowes and Oathes that thou Wouldst follow and never till this unhappy houre Could I set eye of thee since thy false dye Drew my heart to it oh I could teare thee now In stead of soft embraces pray give me leave Witty Faith this was ill done of you Sir if you promis'd otherwise Clow. By this hand never any Messenger came at me since the first time I came into her company that a man should be wrong'd thus Neece Did not I send thee Scarfes and Diamonds And thou returnd'st me letters one with a false heart in 't Witty On fye to receive favours returne false-hoods and hold a Lady in hand Clow. Will you believe me Sir if ever I receiv'd Diamonds or Scarfe or sent any Letter to her would this Sword might ne're go through me Witty Some bad Messengers have gone betweene you then Neece Take him from my fight if I shall see to morrow Witty Pray you forbeare the place this discontent may impaire her health much Clow. Foot if a man had been in any fault 't would ne're have griev'd him Sir if you 'le beleeve Witty Nay nay protest no more I do believe you But you see how the Lady is wrong'd by 't She has cast away her selfe it is to be fear'd Against her Unckles will nay any consent But out of a meere neglect and spight to her selfe Married suddenly without any advice Clow. Why who can helpe it if she be cast away she may thanke her selfe she might have gone further and far'd worse I could do no more then I could do 't was her owne pleasure to command me that I should not come till I was sent for I had been with her every minute of an houre else Witty Truly I believe you Clow. Night and day she might have commanded me and that she knew well enough I said as much to her between her and I yet I protest she 's as honest a Lady for my part that I 'de say if she would see me hang'd if she be cast away I cannot helpe it she might have stay'd to have spoke with a man Witty Well 't was a hard misse on both parts Clow. So 't was I was within one of her for all this crosse luck I was sure I was between the Knight and home Neece Not gone yet oh my heart none regard my health Witty Good Sir forbeare her sight a while you heare how ill she brookes it Clow. Foolish woman to over-throw her fortunes so I shall thinke the worse of a Ladies wit while I live for 't I could almost cry for anger if she should miscarry now 't would touch my conscience a little and who knowes what love and conceit may do what would people say as I go along there goes he that the Lady dyed for love on lam sure to heare on 't i th' streets I shall weepe before hand foolish woman I do grieve more for thee now then I did love thee before well go thy waies would'st thou spare thy Husbands head and breake thine owne heart if thou hadst any wit I would some
other had been the cause of thy undoing I shall be twitted i' th teeth with 't i 'me sure of that foolish Lady Exit Neece So so this trouble's well shooke off Unckle how d ee there 's a Dowrie due sir Cun. We have agreed it sweetest And finde your Unckle fully recover'd kinde to both of us Witty To all the rest I hope O. K. Never to thee nor thee easie cousen Credulous Was your wit so raw Cred. Faith yours Sir so long season'd Has been faulty too and very much to blame Speaking it with reverence Unckle Sir Greg. Yes faith Sir you have paid as deare for your time as any man here Witty I Sir and I le reckon it to him Imprimis The first preface cheat of a paire of peeces to the Beggers you remember that I was the example to your bounty there I spake Greeke and Syriacke Sir you understand me now Next the Robbery put upon your indulgent Cousen which indeed was no Robbery no Constable no Justice no Thiefe but all Cheaters there was a hunder'd Mark mark you that Lastly this memorable 100. pounds worth of Musick this was but cheats and wit too and for the assistance this Gentleman to my Cousen for which I am to have a Fee that was a little practice of my wit too Father will you come to composition yet Father Cun. Yes faith Sir do two hunder'd a yeare will be easier then so much weekly I do not think he 's barren if he should be put to 't agen O. K. Why this was the day I look'd for thou shalt have 't And the next cheat makes it up three hunder'd Live thou upon thy ten pound Vicarage Thou get'st not a penny more here 's thy full Hire now Cred. I thanke you Sir Witty Why there was the summe of all my wit Father To shove him out of your favour which I fear'd Would have dis-inherited me O. K. Most certaine it had Had not thy wit recover'd it is there any here That had a hand with thee Witty Yes all these Sir O. K. Nephew part a hunder'd pound amongst 'em I le repay it wealth love me as I love wit When I dye I le build an Almes-house for decay'd wits Sir Greg. I le entertaine one in my life time Schollar you shall be my Chaplaine I have the gift of twenty Benefices simple as I am here Pris. Thankes my great Patron Cun. Sir your Gentry and your name shall both be rais'd as high as my fortunes can reach 'em for your friends sake Witty Something will be in my present power the future more You shall share with me Ruin and VVife Thankes worthy Gentlemen Neece Sir I would beg one thing of you Sir Greg. You can beg nothing of me Witty Oh Sir if she begs there 's your power over her Sir Greg. She has begg'd me for a foole already but 't is no matter I have begg'd her for a Lady that she might have been That 's one for another Witty Nay but if she beg Sir Greg. Let her beg agen then Nee. That your man Pompeyes Coat may come over his eares backe agen I would not he should be lost for my sake Sir Greg. Well 't is granted for mine owne sake Mirab. I le entreat it Sir Sir Greg. Why then 't is granted for your sake O. K. Come come downe with all weapons now 't is Musicke time So it be purchas'd at an easie rate Some have receiv'd the knocks some given the hits And all concludes in love there 's happy wits Exeunt The Epilogue at the reviving of this Play WE need not tell you Gallants that this night The VVits have jumpt or that the Scenes hit right 'T would be but labour lost for to excuse VVhat Fletcher had to do in his brisk Muse VVas so Mercuriall that if he but writ An Act or two the whole Play rise up wit Wee 'le not appeale unto those Gentlemen Judge by their Clothes if they sit right nor when The Ladies smile and with their Fannes delight To whiske a climb aside then all goes right 'T was well receiv'd before and we dare say You now are welcome to no vulgar Play Here endeth Wit at severall Weapons THE TRAGEDIE OF VALENTINIAN Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Balbus Proculus Chilax Licinius Bal. I Never saw the like shee 's no more stirr'd No more another woman no more alter'd With any hopes or promises layd to her Let 'em be nev'r so waighty nev'r so winning Then I am with the motion of my owne legs Pro. Chilax You are a stranger yet in these designes At least in Rome tell me and tell me truth Did you ere know in all your course of practise In all the wayes of woman you have runne through For I presume you have been brought up Chilax As we to fetch and carry Chi. True I have so Pro. Did you I say againe in all this progresse Ever discover such a peece of beauty Ever so rare a Creature and no doubt One that must know her worth too and affect it I and be flatter'd else t is none and honest Honest against the tide of all temptations Honest to one man to her husband only And yet not eighteene not of age to know Why she is honest Chi. I confesse it freely I never saw her fellow nor er'e shall For all our Graecian Dames all I have tri'd And sure I have tri'd a hunderd if I say two I speake within my compasse all these beauties And all the constancy of all these faces Mayds Widdows Wives of what degree or calling So they be Greekes and fat for there 's my cunning I would undertake and not sweat for 't Proculus Were they to try againe say twice as many Vnder a thousand pound to lay 'em bedrid But this Wench staggers me Lyc. Doe you see these Iewells You would thinke these pretty baytes now I le assure ye Here 's halfe the wealth of Asia Bal. These are nothing To the full honours I propounded to her I bid her think and be and presently What ever her ambition what the Councell Of others would adde to her what her dreames Could more enlarge what any President Of any woman rising up to glory And standing certaine there and in the highest Could give her more nay to be Empresse Pro. And cold at all these offers Bal. Cold as Christall Never to be thaw'd again Chi. I trid her further And so farre that I think she is no woman At least as women goe now Lyc. Why what did you Chi. I offerd that that had she been but Mistris Of as much spleene as Doves have I had reach'd her A safe revenge of all that ever hates her The crying down for ever all beauties That may be thought come neare her Pro. That was pretty Chi. I never knew that way faile yet I le tell ye I offerd her a gift beyond all yours That that had made a Sainct start well considerd The Law to be her creature