attend you go thy ways Thou hast a clear and noble soul for thy sake I 'll hold that man mine enemy who dares mutter The Court is not the sphere where vertue moves Humanity and Nobleness waiting on her Enter Servant Serv. Two Gentlemen but what they are I know not Their faces are so mustl'd press to see you And will not be deny'd Dor. What e'r they are I am too old to fear Serv. They need no Usher they make their own way Enter Lasander Alcidon Dor. Take you yours Lisander Exit Servant 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 entertain Lis Your hate should win the victory from both with justice You may look on me as a Homicide A man whose life is forfeited to the Law But if howe'r I stand accus'd in thought I sin'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 useless I embrace you As the preserver of my life the man To whom my son ows 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 recovery of her reputation With strong assurance of her innocence Before the King her Judge with certain loss Of my Lisander for whose life if found There 's no redemption my excess of love Though to enjoy you one short day would lengthen My life a dozen years 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 Calista to her fortune Lis O blessed Saints forsake her in affliction can you Be so unnatural to your own 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 does she suffer so much for me For me unworthy and shall I decline Fating the bitter bread of banishment The course of Justice to draw out a life A life I style it false a living death Which being uncompell'd laid down will clear her And write her name a new in the fair legend Of the best women seek not to disswade me I will not like a careless Poet spoil The last Act of my Play till now applauded My giving the World just cause to say I fear'd Death more than loss of Honour Dor. But suppose Heaven hath design'd some Other saving means for her deliverance Lis Other means that is A mischief above all I have groan'd under Shall any other pay my debt while I Write my self Bankrupt or Calista owe The least beholdingness 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 go to my Grave Without the curses of my Creditors I 'll vindicate her fair name and so cancel My obligation to her to the King To whom I stand accountable for the loss Of two of his lov'd subjects lives I 'll offer Mine own in satisfaction to Heaven I 'll pay my time Repentance to the timâ—s Present and future I 'll be register'd A memorable President to admonish Others however valiant not to trust To their abilities to dare and do And much less for the airy words of Honour And false stamp'd reputation to shake off The Chains of their Religion and Allegiance The principal means appointed to prefer Societies and Kingdoms Exit Dor. Let 's not leave him his mind 's much troubles 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 Scene Dor. Heaven can send ayds When they are least expected let us walk The hour of tryal draws near Alci May it end well Exeunt Enter Olinda and Lidian Oli. That for my love you should turn Hermit Lidian As much amazes me as your report Clarange's dead Lidi 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 injoin me at his death to shed Some tears of friendship on his Monument And those last Rites perform'd he did dequeath you As the best legacie a friend could give Or I indeed could wish to my embraces Oli. 'T is still more strange is there no foul play in it I must confess I am not sorry Sir For your fair 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 Oli. But how should I be assur'd Sir For slow belief 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 business to deliver you a Letter From dead Clarange You shall hear his Testimonie Father my reverend Father look upon him Such holy men are Authors of no Fables Enter Clarange with a Letter writ out and Frier Oli. They should not be their lives and their opinions Like brightest purest flames should still burn upwards To me Sir delivers the Letter Clar. If you are the fair Olinda Frier I do not like these cross points Clar. Give me leave I am nearest to my self What I have plotted Shall be pursu'd you must not over-rule me Oli. Do you put the first hand to your own undoing Play to betray your game Mark but this letter Lady I am come to claim 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 Gâ—â— 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 tear derided Fri. You have abus'd my trust Oli. 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 own toyle and triumph in it And what by policy 's got I will maintain With valour no Lisander shall come in again to fetch you off Lid. His honour'd name Pronounc'd by such a treacherous tongue is tainted Maintain thy treason with thy sword With what Contempt I hear it in a Wilderness I durst encounter it and
Now you may kiss me 'T is the first kiss I ever askt I swear to ye Arn. That I dare do sweet Lady Hip. You do it well too You are a Master Sir that makes you coy Arn. Would you would send your people off Hip. Well thought on Wait all without Exit Zab. and Servants Zab. I hope she is pleas'd throughly Hip. Why stand ye still here 's no man to detect ye My people are gone off come come leave conjuring The Spirit you would raise is here already Look boldly on me Arn. What would you have me do Hip. O most unmanly question have you do Is' t possible your years should want a Tutor I 'le teach ye come embrace me Arn. Fye stand off And give me leave more now than e're 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 fair 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 viewer Be excellent in all as you are outward The worthy Mistress of those many blessings Heaven has bestowed make 'em appear still nobler Because they are trusted to a weaker keeper Would ye have me love ye Hip. Yes Arn. Not for your beauty Though I confess it blowes the first fire in us Time as he passes by puts out that sparkle Nor for your wealth although the world kneel 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 Fools Hip. Could any one that lov'd this wholesome counsel But love the giver more you make me fonder You have a vertuous mind 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 speak my blushes parly with ye I will not touch your hand but with a tremble Fitting a Vestal Nun not long to kiss ye But gently as the Air and undiscern'd too I 'le steal it thus I 'le walk your shadow by ye So still and silent that it shall be equal To put me off as that and when I covet To give such toyes as these Arn. A new temptation Hip. Thus like the lazie minutes will I drop 'em Which past once are forgotten Arn. Excellent vice Hip. Will ye be won look stedfastly upon me Look manly take a mans affections to you Young women in the old world were not wont Sir To hang out gaudy bushes for their beauties To talk themselves into young mens affections How cold and dull you are Arn. How I stagger She is wise as fair but 't is a wicked wisdom I 'le choak before I yield Hip. Who waits within there Zabulon within Make ready the green Chamber Zab. It shall be Madam Arn. I am afraid she will injoy me indeed Hip. What Musick do ye love Arn. A modest tongue Hip. We 'l have enough of that sye sye how lumpish In a young Ladyes arms thus dull Arn. For Heaven sake Profess a little goodness Hip. Of what Country Arn. I am of Rome Hip. Nay then I know you mock me The Italians are not frighted with such bug bears Prethee go in Arn. I am not well Hip. I 'le make thee I 'le kiss thee well Arn. I am not sick of that sore Hip. Upon my Conscience I must ravish thee I shall be famous for the first example With this I 'le tye ye first then try your strength Sir Arn. My strength away base woman I abhor thee I am not caught with stales disease dwell with thee Exit Hip. Are ye so quick and have I lost my wishes Hoe Zabulon my servants Enter Zabulon and Servants Zab. Call'd ye Madam Hip. Is all that beauty scorned so many su'd for So many Princes by a stranger too Musâ— I endure this Zab. Where 's the Gentleman Hip. Go presently pursue the stranger Zabulon He has bâ—oke from me Jewels I have given him Charge him with theft he has stoln my love my freedome Draw him before the Governour imprison him Why dost thou stay Zab. I 'le teach him a new dance For plaâ—â—â— fast and loose with such a Lady Come fellows come I 'le execute your anger And to the sail Hip. His scorn shall feel my vengeance Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Sulpicia and Jaques Sul Shall I never see a lusty man again Ja. Faith Mistress You do so over labour 'em when you have 'em And so dâ—y sounder 'em they cannot last Sul. Where 's the French-man Ja. Alas he 's all to fitters And lyes taking the height of his fortune with a Syringe He 's chin'd he 's chin'd good man he is a mourner Sul. What 's become of the Dane Ja. Who goldy-locks He 's soul i' th' touch-hole and recoils again The main Spring 's weaken'd that holds up his coâ—k He lies at the sign of the Sun to be new breech'd Sul. The Rutter too is gone Ja. O that was a brave Rascal He would labour like a Thrasher but alas What thing can ever last he has been ill mew'd And drawn too soon I have seen him in the Hospital Sul. There was an English-man Ja I there was an English-man You 'l sâ—ant find any now to make that name good There were those English that were men indeed And would perform like men but now they are vanisht They are so taken up in their own Country And so heatâ—n of their speed by their own women When they come here they draw their legs like Hackneys Drink and their own devices have undone ' em Sul I must have one that 's strong no life in Lisbon else Perfect and young my Custom with young Ladies And â—â—gh sâ—d City dames will fall and break else I want my self too in mine age to nourish me They are all sunk I mantain'd now what 's this business What goodly fellow 's that Enter Rutilio and Officers Rut. Why do you dâ—ag me Pox o' your justice let me loose 1 Offi. Not so Sir Rut. Cannot a man fall into one of your drunken Collars And venture the breaking on 's neck your trap-doors open But he must be us'd thus rascally 1 Offi. What made you wandring So late i' th' night you know that is imprisonment Rut May be I walk in my sleep â— Offi. May be we 'l walk ye What made you wandring Sir into that vault Where all the City store and the Munition lay Râ—t I fell into it by chance I broke my shins sor't Your worships feel not that I knockt my head Against a hundred pasts would you had had it Cannot I break my neck in my own defence 2 Offi. This will not serve you cannot put it off so Your
set forward Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter divers Monks Alphonso going to the Tomb Rugio and Frier Marco discover the Tomb and a Chair Mar. THe night grows on lead softly to the Tomb And sing not till I bid ye let the Musick Play gently as he passes Rug. O fair picture That wert the living hope of all our honours How are we banisht from the joy we dreamt of Will he ne're speak more Mar. 'T is full three moneths Lord Rugio Since any articulate sound came from his tongue Set him down gently Sits in a Chair Rug. What should the reason be Sir Mar. As 't is in nature with those loving Husbands That sympathize their wives pains and their throes When they are breeding and 't is usuall too We have it by experience so in him Sir In this most noble spirit that now suffers For when his honour'd Father good Brandino Fell sick he felt the griefs and labour'd with them His fits and his disease he still inherited Grew the same thing and had not nature check'd him Strength and ability he had dyed that hour too Rug. Embleme or noble love Mar. That very minute His Fathers breath forsook him that same instant A rare example of his piety And love paternal the Organ of his tongue Was never heard to sound again so near death He seeks to wait upon his worthy Father But that we force his meat he were one body Rug. He points to'th' Tomb. Mar. That is the place he honours A house I fear he will not be long out of He will toth ' Tomb good my Lord lend your hand How sing the Funeral Song and let him kneel For then he is pleas'd A Song Rug. Heaven lend thy powerfull hand And ease this Prince Mar. He will pass back again Exeunt Enter Valerio Val. They drink abundantly I am hot with wine too Lustily warm I 'le steal now to my happiness 'T is midnight and the silent hour invites me But she is up still and attends the Queen Thou dew of wine and sleep hang on their eye-lids Steep their dull senses in the healths they drink That I may quickly find my lov'd Evanthe The King is merry too and drank unto me Sign of fair peace O this nights blessedness If I had forty heads I would give all for 't Is not the end of our ambitions Of all our humane studies and our travels Of our desires the obtaining of our wishes Certain it is and there man makes his Center I have obtain'd Evanthe 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 mischiefs thou proud man And cry it to the world thou hast ruin'd vertue Flow I contemn thee and thy petty malice And with what scorn I look down 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 behind 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 bless me with her I 'le make an age I 'le reckon each embrace A year of pleasure and each night a Jubile Every quick kiss a Spring and when I mean To lose my self in all delightfulness 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 late thee deadly I could pity 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 happiness For joy for pleasure for delight is past thee And like a wanton dream 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 villain Sor. Neither I dare speak thou art still as lusty As when thou lov'dst her first as strong and hopefull The month thou hast given thee is a month of misery And where thou think'st each hour shall yield a pleasure Look for a killing pain for thou shalt find it Before thou dyest each minute shall prepare it And ring so many knels to sad afflictions The King has given thee a long month to dye in And miserably dye Val. Undo thy Riddle I am prepar'd what ever â—ate shall follow Sor. Dost thou see this Ring Val. I know it too Sor. Then mark 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 kiss though thou art married to her And lawfully as thou think'st may'st injoy her That minute she shall dye Val. O Devil 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 school 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 miss but if you hit her Be sure you hit her home and kill her with it There are such women that will dye with pleasure The Are will follow else that will not fail 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 self 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 wild rocks thy nature wild 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 senceless 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 nobleness Val. Invent some other torment to afflict me All if thou please put all afflictions on me Study thy brains 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 arms and lawfull Mine own delights yet dare
dares refuse All other gods and makes the thing his Muse Where he calls passions up and lays them so As spirits aw'd by him to come and go Where the free Authour did whate'er he would And nothing will'd but what a Poet should No vast uncivil bulk swells any Scene The strength 's ingenious and the vigour clean None can prevent the Fancy and see through At the first opening all stand wondring how The thing will be untill it is which thence With fresh delights still cheats still takes the sence The whole design the shadows the lights such That none can say he shews or hides too much Business grows up ripened by just encrease And by as just degrees again doth cease The heats and minutes of affairs are watcht And these nice points of time are met and snatcht Nought later than it should nought comes before Chymists and Calculators do err more Sex Age Degree Affections Country Place The inward substance and the outward face All kept precisely all exactly fit What he would write he was before he writ 'Twixt Johnson's grave and Shakespears lighter sound His Muse so steer'd that something still was found Nor this nor that nor both but so his own That 't was his mark and he was by it known Hence did he take true judgments hence did strike All Palates some way though not all alike The god of numbers might his numbers crown And listning to them wish they were his own Thus welcome forth what Ease or Wine or Wit Durst yet produce that is what Fletcher writ WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT Mr. JOHN FLETCHER his Dramatical works now at last printed I Could praise Heywood now or tell how long Falstaffe from cracking Nuts hath kept the throng But for a Fletcher I must take an Age And scarce invent the title for one Page Gods must create new Spheres that should express The sev'ral accents Fletcher of thy Dress The Pen of Fates should only write thy Praise And all Elyzium for thee turn to Bayes Thou feltst no pangs of Poetry such as they Who the Heav'ns quarter still before a Play And search the Ephemerides to find When the Aspect for Poets will be kind Thy Poems sacred spring did from thee flow With as much pleasure as we reade them now Nor need we only take them up by fits When love or Physick hath diseas'd our wits Or constr'e English to untye a knot Hid in a line far subtler than the Plot. With thee the Page may close his Ladies eyes And yet with thee the serious student rise The Eye at sev'ral angles darting rayes Makes and then sees new Colours so thy Plays To ev'ry understanding still appear As if thou only meant'st to take that Ear The Phrase so terse and free of a just Poise Where ev'ry word has weight and yet no Noise The matter too so nobly fit no less Than such as only could deserve thy Dress Witness thy Comedies Pieces of such worth All Ages shall still like but ne're bring forth Other in season last scarce so long time As cost the Poet but to make the Rime Where if a Lord a new way do's but spit Or change his shrugge this antiquates the wit That thou didst live before nothing would tell Posterity could they but write so well Thy Cath'lick Fancy will acceptance find Not whilst an humour 's living but Man-kind Thou like thy writings Innocent and Clean Ne're practis'd a new Vice to make one Scene None of thy Ink had gall and Ladies can Securely hear thee sport without a Fan. But when thy Tragick Muse would please to rise In Majestie and call tribute from our eyes Like Scenes we shifted Passions and that so Who only came to see turn'd Actors too How didst thou sway the Theatre make us feel The Players wounds were true and their swords steel Nay stranger yet how often did I know When the spectators ran to save the blow Frozen with grief we could not stir away Vntil the Epilogue told us 't was a Play What shall I do all Commendations end In saying only thou wert BEAUMONTS Friend Give me thy spirit quickly for I swell And like a raving Prophetess cannot tell How to receive the full god in my brâ—ast Oh! I must sleep and then I 'le sing the rest FRANCIS Palmer of Ch. Ch. Oxon. On the Works of Beaumont and Fletcher now at length printed GReat pair of Authors whon one equal star Begot so like in Genius that you are In Fame as well as writings both so knit That no man knows where to divide your wit Much less your praise you who had equal 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 dress Or th' one dispos'd what th' other did express Where e're your parts between your selves lay we In all things which you did but one thread see So evenly drawn out so gently spun That art with nature ne're did smoother run Where shall I fix my praise then or what part Of all your numerous Labours hath desert More to be fam'd than other shall I say I 've met a lover so drawn in your Play So passionately written so inflam'd So jealously inrag'd then gently tam'd That I in reading have the Person seen And your Pen hath part stage and Actor been Or shall I say that I can scarce forbear To clap when I a Captain do meet there So lively in his own vain humour drest So braggingly and like himself exprest That modern 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 seen there as in the age And had their equal life Vices which were Manners abroad did grow corrected there They who possest a Box and half Crown spent To learn obsceneness return'd innocent And thankt you for this coz'naâ—â— whose chast Scene Taught Loves so noble so reform'd so clean That they who brought soul fires and thither came To bargain went thence with a holy flame Be 't to your praise too that your stock and Vein Held both to Tragick and to Comick strain Where e're you listed to be high and grave No Buskin shew'd more solemn no quill gave Such feeling objects to draw tears 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 halfs and make one wit But as some things we see have double cause And yet the effect it self from both whole draws So though you were thus twisted and combin'd As two bodies to have but one fair mind 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
and speak it to thy self Gob. Sir you shall know your sins before you do 'em if you kill me Arb. I will not stay then Gob. Know you kill your Father Arb. How Gob. You kill your Father Arb. My Father though I know 't for a lie made out of fear to save thy stained life the very reverence of the word comes cross me and ties mine arm down Gob. I will tell you that shall heighten you again I am thy Father I charge thee hear me Arb. If it should be so as 't is most false and that I should be found a Bastard issue the despised fruit of lawless lust I should no more admire all my wild passions but another truth shall be wrung from thee if I could come by the Spirit of pain it should be poured on thee till thou allow'st thy self more full of lies than he that teaches thee Enter Arane Ara. Turn thee about I come to speak to thee thou wicked man hear me thou tyrant Arb. I will turn to thee hear me thou Strumpet I have blotted out the name of Mother as thou hast thy shame Ara. My shame thou hast less shame than any thing why dost thou keep my Daughter in a prison why dost thou call her Sister and do this Arb. Cease thy strange impudence and answer quickly if thou contemnest me this will ask an answer and have it Ara. Help me Gentle Gobrias Arb. Guilt dâ—aâ— not help guilt though they grow together in doing ill yet at the punishment they sever and each flies the noise of other think not of help answer Ara. I will to what Arb. To such a thing as if it be a truth think what a creature thou hast made thy self that didst not shame to do what I must blush only to ask thee tell me who I am whose son I am without all circumstance be thou as hasty as my Sword will be if thou refusest Ara. Why you are his son Arb. His Son swear swear thou worse than woman damn'd Ara. By all that 's good you are Arb. Then art thou all that ever was known bad now is the cause of all my strange mis-fortunes come to light what reverence expectest thou from a child to bring forth which thou hast offended heaven thy husband and the Land adulterous witch I know now why thou wouldst have poyson'd me I was thy lust which thou wouldst have forgot then wicked Mother of my sins and me show me the way to the inheritance I have by thee which is a spacious world of impious acts that I may soon possess it plagues rot thee as thou liv'st and such diseases as use to pay lust recompence thy deed Gob. You do not know why you curse thus Arb. Too well you are a pair of Vipers and behold the Serpent you have got there is no beast but if he knew it has a pedigree as brave as mine for they have more descents and I am every way as beastly got as far without the compass of Law as they Ara. You spend your rage and words in vain and rail upon a guess hear us a little Arb. No I will never hear but talk away my breath â—â—d die Gob. Why but you are no Bastard Arb. How 's that Ara. Nor child of mine Arb. Still you go on in wonders to me Gob. Pray you be more patient I may bring comfort to â—ou Arb. I will kneel and hear with the obedience of a â—hild good Father speak I do acknowledge you so you â—â—ring comfort Gob. First know our last King your supposed Father â—as old and feeble when he married her and almost all â—he Land thought she was past hope of issue from him Arb. Therefore she took leave to play the whore because â—he King was old is this the comfort Ara. What will you find out to give me satisfaction â—hen you find how you have injur'd me let fire consume â—e if ever I were a whore Gob. For-bear these starts or I will leave you wedded to despair as you are now if you can find a temper my breath shall be a pleasant western wind that cools and blasts not Arb. Bring it out good Father I 'le lie and listen here â—s reverently as to an Angel if I breath too loud tell me for I would be as still as night Gob. Our King I say was old and this our Queen desir'd to bring an heir but yet her husband she thought was past â—t and to be dishonest I think she would not if she would have been the truth is she was watcht so narrowly and had so slender opportunities she hardly could have been but yet her cunning found out this way she feign'd her self with child and posts were sent in hast throughout the Land and humble thanks was given in every Church and prayers were made for her safe going and delivery she feign'd now to grow bigger and perceiv'd this hope of issue made her fear'd and brought a far more large respect from every man and saw her power increase and was resolv'd since she believ'd she could not hav 't indeed at least she would be thought to have a child Arb. Do I not hear it well nay I will make no noise at all but pray you to the point quickly as you can Gob. Now when the time was full she should be brought to bed I had a Son born which was you this the Queen hearing of mov'd me to let her have you and such reasons she shewed me as she knew would tie my secrecie she swore you should be King and to be short I did deliver you unto her and pretended you were dead and in mine own house kept a funeral and had an empty cossin put in Earth that night this Queen feign'd hastily to labour and by a pair of women of her own which she had charm'd she made the world believe she was delivered of you You grew up as the Kings Son till you were six years old then did the King dye and did leave to me Protection of the Realm and contrary to his own expectation left this Queen truely with child indeed of the fair Princess Panthea then she could have torn her hair and did alone to me yet durst not speak in publick for she knew she should be found a traytor and her tale would have been thought madness or any thing rather than truth This was the only cause why she did seek to poyson you and I to keep you safe and this the reason why I sought to kindle some sparks of love in you to fair Panthea that she might get part of her right again Arb. And have you made an end now is this all if not I will be still till I be aged till all my hairs be Silver Gob. This is all Arb. And is it true say you too Madam Ara. Yes heaven knows it is most true Arb. Panthea then is not my Sister Gob. No. Arb. But can you prove this Gob. If you will give consent else who dares go
that must switch him up if he start well fear not but cry Saint George and bear him hard when you perceive his wind growes hot and wanting let him a little down he 's fleet ne're doubt him and stands sound Widow Sir you hear these fellows Young Love Merrie companions wench Merry companions Widow To one another let 'em be companions but good Sir not to you you shall be civil and slip off these base tâ—appings Cap. He shall not need my most sweed Ladie Grocer if he be civil not your powdered Sugar nor your Raisins shall perswade the Captain to live a Coxcomb with him let him be civil and eat i' th' Arches and see what will come on 't Poet. Let him be civil doe undo him I that 's the next way I will not take if he be civil once two hundred pound a year to live with him be civil there 's a trim perswasion Capt. If thou beest civil Knight as Jove defends it get thee another nose that will be pull'd off by the angry boyes for thy conversion the children thou shalt get on this Civillian cannot inherit by the law th' are Ethnicks and all thy sport meer Moral leacherie when they are grown having but little in 'em they may prove Haberdaâ—hers or gross Grocers like their dear Damm there prethee be civil Knigâ—t in time thou maist read to thy houshold and be drunk once a year this would shew finely Young Lo. I wonder sweet heart you will offer this you do not understand these Gentlemen I will be short and pithy I had rather call you off by the way of charge these are Creatures that nothing goes to the maintenance of but Corn and Water I will keep these fellows just in the competencie of two Hens Wid. If you can cast it so Sir you have my liking If they eat less I should not be offended But how these Sir can live upon so little as Corn and Water I am unbelieving Young Lo. Why prethee sweet heart what 's your Ale is not that Corn and Water my sweet Widow Wid. I but my sweet Knight where 's the meat to this and cloaths that they must look for Young Lo. In this short sentence Ale is all included Meat Drink and Cloth These are no ravening Footmen no fellows that at Ordinaries dare eat their eighteen pence thrice out before they rise and yet goe hungry to play and crack more nuts than would suffice a dozen Squirrels besides the din which is damnable I had rather rail and be confin'd to a Boatmaker than live amongst such rascals these are people of such a clean discretion in their diet of such a moderate sustenance that they sweat if they but smell hot meat Porredge is poison they hate a Kitchin as they hate a Counter and show 'em but a Feather-bed they swound Ale is their eating and their drinking surely which keeps their bodies clear and soluble Bread is a binder and for that abolisht even in their Ale whose lost room fills an apple which is more airy and of subtiler nature The rest they take is little and that little is little easie For like strict men of order they do correct their bodies with a bench or a poor stubborn table if a chimny offer it self with some few broken rushes they are in down when they are sick that 's drunk they may have fresh straw else they do despise these worldly pamperings For their poor apparel 't is worn out to the diet new they seek none and if a man should offer they are angrie scarce to be reconcil'd again with him you shall not hear 'em ask one a cast doublet once in a year which is modesty besitting my poor friends you see their Wardrobe though slender competent For shirts I take it they are things worn out of their remembrance Lousie they will be when they list and mangie which shows a fine variety and then to cure 'em a Tanners lime pit which is little charge two dogs and these these two may be cur'd for 3. pence Wid. You have half perswaded me pray use your pleasure and my good friends since I do know your diet I 'le take an order meat shall not offend you you shall have Ale Capt. We ask no more let it be mighty Lady and if we perish then our own sins on us Young Lo. Come forward Gentlemen to Church my boys when we have done I 'le give you cheer in bowles Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Elder Loveless Elder Lo. THis senseless woman vexes me to th' heart she will not from my memory would she were a man for one two hours that I might beat her If I had been unhansome old or jealous ' thad been an even lay she might have scorn'd me but to be young and by this light I think as proper as the proudest made as clean as straight and strong backt means and manners equal with the best cloth of silver Sir i' th' kingdom But these are things at some time of the Moon below the cut of Canvas sure she has some Meeching Rascal in her house some Hind that she hath seen bear like another Milo quarters of Malt upon his back and sing with 't Thrash all day and i' th' evening in his stockings strike up a Hornpipe and there stink two hours and ne're a whit the worse man these are they these steel chin'd Rascals that undo us all Would I had been a Carter or a Coachman I had done the deed e're this time Enter Servant Ser. Sir there 's a Gentleman without would speak with you Elder Lo. Bid him come in Enter Welford Wel. By your leave Sir Elder Lo. You are welcome what 's your will Sir Wel. Have you forgotten me Elder Lo. I do not much remember you Wel. You must Sir I am that Gentleman you pleas'd to wrong in your disguise I have inquired you out Eâ—der Lo. I was disguised indeed Sir if I wrong'd you pray where and when Wel. In such a Ladies house I need not name her Elder Lo. I do remember you you seem'd to be a Sutor to that Lady Wel. If you remember this do not forget how sâ—urvily you us'd me that was no place to quarrel in pray you think of it if you be honest you dare fight with me without more urging else I must provoke ye Elder Lo. Sir I dare fight but never for a woman I will not have her in my cause she 's mortal and so is not my anger if you have brought a nobler subject for our Swords I am for you in this I would be loth to prick my Finger And where you say I wrong'd you 't is so far from my profession that amongst my fears to do wrong is the greatest credit me we have been both abused not by our selves for that I hold a spleen no sin of malice and may with man enough be best forgoten but by that willfull scornful piece of hatred that much forgetful Lady for whose sake
have Sir unto your youngs Brother Char. Is' t no more Bri. No no 't is nothing you shall be provided for and nâ—â— Books you shall have still and new Studies and have you means brought in without thy care Boy and one still to â—â—tend you Char. This shews your love Father Bri. I 'm tender to you And. Like a stone I take it Char. Why Father I 'll go down an 't please you let â—ne because I 'd see the thing they call the Gentlewoman 〈◊〉 see no Woman but through contemplation and there I 'll â—o't before the company and wish my Brother fortune Bri. Do I prethee Char. I must not stay for I have things above require my â—â—udy Bri. No thou shalt not stay thou shalt have a brave â—inner too And. Now has he o'erthrown himself for ever I will â—own into the Cellar and be stark drunk for anger Exeunt ACTUS III. SCENA V. Enter Lewis Angellina Eustace Priest Ladies Cowsy Notary and Miramont Not. Come let him bring his Sons hand and all 's done â—s your's ready Pri. Yes I 'll dispatch ye presently immediately for â—n truth I am a hungry Eust Do speak apace for we believe exactly do not â—e stay long Mistress Ang. I find no fault better things well done than want â—me to do them Uncle why are you sad Mir. Sweet smelling blossom would I were thine Uncle â—o thine own content I 'd make thy Husband's state a â—housand better a yearly thousand Thou hast mist a man 〈◊〉 but that he is addicted to his study and knows no other Mistress than his mind would weigh down bundles of these â—mpty kexes Ang. Can he speak Sir Mir. Faith yes but not to Women his language is â—o Heaven and heavenly wonder to Nature and her dark â—nd secret causes Ang. And does he speak well there Mir. O admirably but he 's too bashful to behold a Woman there 's none that sees him and he troubles none Ang. He is a man Mir. Faith yes and a clear sweet spirit Ang. Then conversation me thinks Mir. So think I but it is his rugged Fate and so I â—eave you Ang. I like thy nobleness Eust See my mad Uncle is courting my fair Mistress Lew. Let him alone there 's nothing that allays an anâ—ry mind so soon as a sweet Beauty he 'll come to us Enter Brisac and Charles Eust My Father 's here my Brother too that 's a wonâ—er broke like a Spirit from his Cell Bri. Come hither come nearer Charles 't was your â—esire to see my noble Daughter and the company and â—ive your Brother joy and then to Seal Boy you do like 〈◊〉 good Brother Lew. Marry does he and he shall have my love for ever â—or't Put to your hand now Not. Here 's the Deed Sir ready Char. No you must pardon me a while I tell ye I am â—n contemplation do not trouble me Bri. Come leave thy Study Charles Char. I 'll leave my life first I study now to be a man â—'ve found it Before what Man was was but my Argument Mir. I like this best of all he has taken fire his dull â—ist flies away Eust Will you write Brother Char. No Brother no I have no time for poor things â—'m taking the height of that bright Constellation Bri. I say you trifle time Son Char. I will not seal Sir I am your Eldest and I 'll keep my Birth-right for Heaven forbid I should become example Had y'only shew'd me Land I had deliver'd it and been a proud man to have paâ—ted with it 't is dirt and labour Do I speak right Uncle Mir. Bravely my Boy and bless thy tongue Char. I 'll forward but you have open'd to me such a treasure I find my mind free Heaven direct my fortune Mir. Can he speak now Is this a son to sacrifice Char. Such an inimitable piece of Beauty that I have studied long and now sound only that I 'll part sooner with my soul of Reason and be a Plant a Beast a Fish a Flie and only make the number of things up than yield to one foot of Land if she be ti'd to 't Lew. He speaks unhappily Ang. And methinks bravely This the meer Scholar Eust You but vex your self Brother and vex your study too Char. Go you and study for 't is time young Eustace you want both man and manners I 've study'd both although I made no shew on 't Go turn the Volumes over I have read eat and digest them that they may grow in thee wear out the tedious night with thy dim Lamp and sooner lose the day than leave a doubt Distil the sweetness from the Poets Spring and learn to love thou know'st not what fair is Traverse the stories of the great Heroes the wise and civil lives of good men walk through thou hast seen nothing but the face of Countrys and brought home nothing but their empty words why shouldst thou wear a Jewel of this worth that hast no worth within thee to preserve her Beauty clear and fair Where the Air Rather like a perfume dwells Where the Violet and the Rose The blew Veins in blush disclose And come to honour nothing else Where to live near And planted there Is to live and still live new Where to gain a favour is More than light perpetual bliss Make me live by serving you Dear again back recall To this light A stranger to himself and all Both the wonder and the story Shall be yours and eke the glory I am your servant and your thrall Mir. Speak such another Ode and take all yet What say ye to the Scholar now Ang. I wonder is he your Brother Sir Eust Yes would he were buried I fear he 'll make an Ass of me a younger Ang. Speak not so softly Sir 't is very likely Bri. Come leave your sinical talk and let 's dispatch Charles Char. Dispatch what Bri. Why the Land Char. You are deceiv'd Sir Now I perceive what 't is that wooes a woman and what maintains her when she 's woo'd I 'll stop here A wilful poverty ne'er made a Beauty nor want of means maintain'd it vertuously though land and moneys be no happiness yet they are counted good additions That use I 'll make he that neglects a blessing though he want a present knowledge how to use it neglects himself May be I have done you wrong Lady whose love and hope went hand in hand together may be my Brother that has long expected the happy hour and bless'd my ignorance pray give me leave Sir I shall clear all doubts why did they shew me you pray tell me that Mir. He 'll talk thee into a pension for thy knavery Char. You happy you why did you break unto me The Rosie suâ—ed morn ne'er broke so sweetly I am a man and have deâ—â—tes within me affections too though they were drown'd a while and lay dead till the Spring of beauty rais'd them till I saw those eyes I was
Issue Or hope of any his undoubted heir And this forg'd by the Advocate to defeat me Of what the laws of Spain confer upon me A meeâ— Imposture and conspiracie Against my future fortunes Assist You are too bold Spâ—ak to the cause Don Henrique Hen. I confess Though the acknowledgment must wound mine honour That all the Court hath heard touching this Cause Or with me or against me is most true The later part my Brother urg'd excepted For what I now doe is not out of Spleen As he pretends but from remorse of conscience And to repair the wrong that I have done To this poor woman And I beseech your Lordship To think I have not so â—ar lost my reason To bring into my familie to succeed me The stranger Issue of anothers Bed By proof 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 power To me to take him home Jac. A second rape To the poor 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 â—ather than part With my Ascanâ—o I 'le deny my oath Profess my self a Strumpet and endure What punishment soe're the Court decrees Against a wretch that hath for sworn her self Or plaâ—'d the impuâ—ent whore Assist This tastes of passion And that must not divert the course of Justice Don Heâ—â—â—â—â—e take your Son with this condition You give him maintenance as becomes his birth And 't will stand with your honour to doe something â—or this wrongâ—d woman I will compel nothing But leave it to your will Break up the Court It is in vaâ—â— to mâ—â—â— me my doom 's pass'd And cannot be revok'd Exit Hen. 〈◊〉 your reward Bar. More causes and such Fees Now to my Wiâ—e I have too long been absent Health to your Lordship Eâ— Asc You all look strangely and I fear believe 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 determin'd 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 leave 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 Exâ— Oct. But do not Forget us dear Ascanio Asc Do not fear it I every day will see you every hour Remember you in my prayers Oct. My grief 's too great To be expressed in words Exâ— Hen. Take that and leave us gives mony to saâ—â—â— Leave us without reply nay come back sirrah And study to forget such things as these As are not worth the knowledge Asca offers to feâ—â—â— 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 Exeâ—â—â— SCENA IV. Enter Bartolus Bar. Where is my wife 'fore heaven I have done wâ—â—derâ— 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 happiness on brawlings O 't is a blessed thing to have rich Clyents Why wife I say how fares my studious Pupil Hard at it still ye are too violent All things must have their rests they will not last else Come out and breathe Leandro witâ—â—â— 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 spread the nets o' th' law to catch rich booties And they come sluttering 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' saith he is before he will speak he will starve thâ—re Am. I pitie him a little Bar. So do I too Am. And if he please to take the air o' th' gardens Or walk i' th' inward rooms so he molest not Bar. He shall not trouble thee he dare not speak to thee Enter Moor with Chesse-board Bring out the Chesse-board come let 's have a game wise I 'le try your masterie you say you are cunning Am. As learned as ye are Sir I shall beat ye Enter Leandro Bar. Here he steals out put him not out of countenance Prethee look another way he will be gone else Walk and refresh your self I 'll be with you presently Lean. I 'le take the air a little Play at chess Bar. 'T will be healthfull Am. Will ye be there then here I 'le spare ye that man Lea. Would I were so near too and a mate fitting Am. What think ye Sir to this have at your Knight now Bar. 'T was subtilly play'd your Queen lies at my service Prethee 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 Moor. Moor. An honest neighbour that dwells hard by Sir Would fain speak with your worship about business 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. 'Prethee observe these men just as they stand here And see this Lady do not alter 'em And be not partial Pupil 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 Pupil Exit Am. Can ye play at Chess Sir Lean. A little Lady Am. But you cannot tell me
change the forms o' th' coins and execute His anger on a fault she ne'r committed Only to keep me safe why should I think so She never was to me but all obedience Sweetness and love Leo. How heartily he weeps now â— have not wept this thirty years and upward But now if I should be hang'd I cannot hold from 't â—t 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 witness Who e'r he be that took your sweet peace from you â— 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 Do you hold me faithful dare you 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 shews not handsomely If I were thus you would swear I were an Ass straight A wooden ass whine for a Wench Dem. Prithee leave me Leo. I will not leave ye for a tit Dem. Leontius Leo. For that you may have any where for six pence And a dear penny-worth too Dem. Nay then you are troublesome Leo. Not half so troublesom as you are to your self Sir Was that brave Heart made to pant for a placket And now i' th' dog-days too when nothing dare love That noble Mind to melt away and moulder For a hey nonny nonny Would I had a Glass 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 'll once turn Bawd go to they are good mens offices And not so contemptible as we take 'em for And if she be above ground and a Woman I ask no more I 'll bring her o' my back Sir By this hand I will and I had as lieve bring the Devil I care not who she be nor where I have her And in your arms or the next Bed deliver her Which you think fittest and when you have danc'd your galliard Dem. Away and fool 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. Swear Leo. I will Dem. Come near me no more then Leo. How Dem. Come no more near 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 Enter 2 Gentlemen 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 think He groans and roars and kicks 2 Gent. Will he speak yet Leo. Not willingly Shortly he will not see a man if ever I look'd upon a Prince so metamorphos'd So juggl'd 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 bear-baitings And yet it stinks much like it out upon 't What giants and what dwarffs what owls 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 Devil of a several nature Nothing but Hey-pass re-pass where 's the Lieutenant Has he gather'd up the end on 's wits again 1 Gent. He is alive but you that talk 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 wonderful a Blazer now Sir Leo. What ails the Fool and what Star reigns now Gentlemen We have such Prodigies 2 Gent. 'T will pose your heaven-hunters He talks now of the King no other language And with the King as he imagines hourly Courts the King drinks to the King dies for the King Buys all the Pictures of the King wears the Kings colours Leo. Does he not lye i' th' King street too 1 Gent. He 's going thither Makes prayers for the King in sundry languages Turns all his Proclamations into metre Is really in love with the King most dotingly And swears Adonis was a Devil to him A sweet King a most comely King and such a King 2 Gent. Then down on 's marrow-bones O excellent King Thus he begins Thou Light and Life of Creatures Angel-ey'd King vouchsafe at length thy favour And so proceeds to incision what think ye of this sorrow 1 Gent. Will as familiarly kiss the King horses As they pass by him ready to ravish his footmen Leo. Why this is above Ela But how comes this 1 Gent. Nay that 's to understand yet But thus it is and this part but the poorest 'T would make a man leap over the Moon to see him act these 2 Gent. With sighs as though his heart would break Cry like a breech'd boy not eat a bit Leo. I must go see him presently For this is such a gig for certain Gentlemen The Fiend rides on a Fiddle-stick 2 Gent. I think so Leo. Can ye guide me to him for half an hour I am his To see the miracle 1 Gent. We sure shall start him Exeunt SCENE V. Enter Antigonus and Leucippe Ant. Are you sure she drank it Leu. Now must I lye most confidently Yes Sir she has drunk it off Ant. How works it with her Leu. I see no alteration yet Ant. There will be For he is the greatest Artist living made it Where is she now Leu. She is ready to walk out Sir Ant. Stark mad I know she will be Leu. So I hope Sir Ant. She knows not of the Prince Leu. Of no man living Ant. How do I look how do my cloaths become me I am not very grey Leu. A very youth Sir Upon my maiden-head as smug as April Heaven bless that sweet face 't will undo a thousand Many a soft heart must sob yet e'r that wither Your Grace can give content enough Enter Celia with a Book Ant. I think so Leu. Here she comes Sir Ant. How shall I keep her off me Go perfume the room make all things ready Ex. Leu. Cel. No hope yet of the Prince no comfort of him They keep me mew'd up here as they mew mad folks No company but my afflictions This royal Devil again strange how he haunts me How like a poyson'd potion his eyes fright me Has made himself handsome too Ant. Do you look now Lady You will leap anon Cel Curl'd and perfum'd I smell him He looks on 's legs too sure he will cut a caper God-a
tri'd his valour Men. 'T was all to the best meant Lady Cel. I must think so â—or how to mend it now he 's here you tell me Men. He 's Madam and the joy to see you only Will draw him out Leo. I know that womans tongue 〈◊〉 think I have seen 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 think ye know me Cel. Speak 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 again 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 knock at 's door This must be she The fellow told me of right glad I am on 't He will bolt now for certain Cel. Are ye within Sir I 'le trouble you no more I thank your courtesie Pray leave me now All. Me. We rest your humble servants Ex. Me. c. Cel. So now my jives are off pray Heaven he be here Master my royal Sir do you hear who calls ye Love my Demetrius Leo. These are pretty quail-pipes The Cock will Crow anon Cel. Can ye be drowsie When I call at your Window Leo. I hear him stirring Now he comes wondring out Enter Demetrius Dem. 'T is Celias sound sure The sweetness of that tongue draws 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 mean Dem. The very self same Celia Cel. How do ye Sir Dem. Only turn'd brave I heard you were dead my dear one compleat She is wondrous brave a wondrous gallant Courtier Cel. How he surveyes me round here has been foul play Dem. How came she thus Cel. It was a kind of death Sir I suffered in your absence mew'd up here And kept conceal'd I know not how Dem. 'T is likely How came you hither Celia wondrous gallant Did my Father send for ye Cel. So they told me Sir And on 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 mote i' th' Sun he 's jealous I must now play the knave with him though I dye for 't 'T is in my 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 seem'd 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 bawds by they never miss course And were these daily with ye Cel. Every hour Sir Dem. And was there not a Lady a fat Lady Cel. O yes a notable good wench Dem. The Devil fetch her Cel. 'T is ev'n the merriest wench Dem. Did she keep with ye too Cel. She was all in all my bed-fellow eat with me Brought me acquainted Dem. You are well know here then Câ—l There is no living here a stranger I think Dem. How came ye by this brave gown Cel. This is a poor one Alas I have twenty ficher do you see these jewels Why they are the poorest things to those are sent me And sent me hourly too Dem. Is there no modestie No faith in this fair Sex Leo. What will this prove too For yet with all my wits I understand not Dem. Come hither thou art dead indeed lost tainted All that I left thee fair and innocent Sweet as thy youth and carrying comfort in 't All that I hoped for vertuous is fled from thee Turn'd back and bankrupt Leo. By 'r Lady this cuts shrewdly Dem. Thou art dead for ever dead sins surfeit slew thee The ambition of those wanton eyes betrai'd thee Go from me grave of honour go thou foul one Thou glory of thy sin go thou despis'd one And where there is no vertue nor no virgin Where Chastity was never known nor heard of Where nothing reigns but impious lust and looser faces Go thither child of bloud and sing my doating Cel. You do not speak this seriously I hope Sir I did but jest with you Dem. Look not upon me There is more hell in those eyes than hell harbours And when they flame more torments Cel. Dare ye trust me You durst once even with all you had your love Sir By this fair light I am honest Dem. Thou subtle Circe Cast not upon the maiden light eclipses Curse not the day Cel. Come come you shall not do this How fain you would seem angry now to fright me You are not in the field among your Enemies Come I must cool this courage Dem. Out thou impudence Thou ulcer of thy Sex when I first saw thee I drew into mine eyes mine own destruction I pull'd into my heart that sudden poyson That now consumes my dear content to cinders I am not now Demetrius thou hast chang'd me Thou woman with thy thousand wiles hast chang'd me Thou Serpent with thy angel-eyes hast slain me And where before I touch'd on this fair ruine I was a man and reason made and mov'd me Now one great lump of grief I grow and wander Cel. And as you are noble do you think I did this Dem. Put all the Devils wings on and flie from me Cel. I will go from ye never more to see ye I will she from ye as a plague hangs o're me And through the progress of my life hereafter Where ever I shall find a fool a false man One that ne're knew the worth of polish'd vertue A base suspecter of a virgins honour A child that flings away the wealth he cri'd for Him will I call Demetrius that fool Demetrius That mad man a Demetrius and that false man The Prince of broken faiths even Prince Demetrius You think now I should cry and kneel down to ye Petition for my peace let those that feel here The weight of evil wait for such a favour I am above your hate as far above it In all the actions of an innocent life As the pure Stars are from the muddy meteors Cry when you know your folly howl and curse then Beat that unmanly breast that holds a false heart When ye shall come to know whom ye have slung from ye Dem. Pray ye stay a little Cel. Not your hopes can alter me Then let a thousand black thoughts muster in ye And with those enter in a thousand doatings Those eyes be never shut but
runs off Satyr See the day begins to break And the light shoots like a streak Of subtil fire the wind blows cold Whilst the morning doth unfold Now the Birds begin to rouse And the Squirril from the boughs Leaps to get him Nuts and fruit The early Lark that erst was mute Carrols to the rising day Many a note and many a lay Therefore here I end my watch Lest the wandring swain should catch Harm or lose himself Amo. Ah me Satyr Speak again what e're thou be I am ready speak I say By the dawning of the day By the power of night and Pan I inforce thee speak again Amo. O I am most unhappy Satyr Yet more blood Sure these wanton Swains are wode Can there be a hand or heart Dare commit so vile a part As this Murther By the Moon That hid her self when this was done Never was a sweeter face I will bear her to the place Where my Goddess keeps and crave Her to give her life or grave Exeunt Enter Clorin Clor. Here whilst one patient takes his rest secure I steal abroad to doe another Cure Pardon thou buryed body of my love That from thy side I dare so soon remove I will not prove unconstant nor will leave Thee for an hour alone When I deceive My first made vow the wildest of the wood Tear me and o're thy Grave let out my blood I goe by wit to cure a lovers pain Which no herb can being done I 'le come again Exit Enter Thenot. The. Poor Shepherd in this shade for ever lye And seeing thy fair Clorins Cabin dye O hapless love which beingâ— answer'd ends And as a little infant cryes and bends His tender Brows when rowling of his eye He hath espy'd some thing that glisters nigh Which he would have yet give it him away He throws it straight and cryes afresh to play With something else such my affection set On that which I should loath if I could get Enter Clorin Clor. See where he lyes did ever man but he Love any woman for her Constancie To her dead lover which she needs must end Before she can allow him for her friend And he himself must needs the cause destroy For which he loves before he can enjoy Poor Shepherd Heaven grant I at once may free Thee from thy pain and keep my loyaltie Shepherd look up The. Thy brightness doth amaze So Phoebus may at noon bid mortals gaze Thy glorious constancie appears so bright I dare not meet the Beams with my weak sight Clor. Why dost thou pine away thy self for me The. Why dost thou keep such spotless constancie Clor. Thou holy Shepherd see what for thy sake Clorin thy Clorin now dare under take He starts up The. Stay there thou constant Clorin if there be Yet any part of woman left in thee To make thee light think yet before thou speak Clor. See what a holy vow for thee I break I that already have my fame far spread For being constant to my lover dead The. Think yet dear Clorin of your love how true If you had dyed he would have been to you Clor. Yet all I 'le lose for thee The. Think but how blest A constant woman is above the rest Clor. And offer up my self here on this ground To be dispos'd by thee The. Why dost thou wound His heart with malice against woman more That hated all the Sex but thee before How much more pleasant had it been to me To dye than to behold this change in thee Yet yet return let not the woman sway Clor. Insult not on her now nor use delay Who for thy sake hath ventur'd all her fame The. Thou hast not ventur'd but bought certain shame Your Sexes curse foul falshood must and shall I see once in your lives light on you all I hate thee now yet turn Clor. Be just to me Shall I at once both lose my fame and thee The. Thou hadst no fame that which thou didst like good Was but thy appetite that sway'd thy blood For that time to the best for as a blast That through a house comes usually doth cast Things out of order yet by chance may come And blow some one thing to his proper room So did thy appetite and not thy zeal Sway thee be chance to doe some one thing well Yet turn Clor. Thou dost but try me if I would Forsake thy dear imbraces for my old Love's though he were alive but do not fear Th. I do contemn thee now and dare come near And gaze upon thee for me thinks that grace Austeritie which sate upon that face Is gone and thou like others false maid see This is the gain of foul inconstancie Exit Clor. 'T is done great Pan I give thee thanks for it What art could not have heal'd is cur'd by wit Enter Thenot again The. Will ye be constant yet will ye remove Into the Cabin to your buried Love Clor. No let me die but by thy side remain The. There 's none shall know that thou didst ever stain Thy worthy strictness but shall honour'd be And I will lye again under this tree And pine and dye for thee with more delight Than I have sorrow now to know the light Clor. Let me have thee and I 'le be where thou wilt The. Thou art of womens race and full of guilt Farewel all hope of that Sex whilst I thought There was one good I fear'd to find one naught But since their minds I all alike espie Henceforth I 'le choose as others by mine eye Clor. Blest be ye powers that give such quick redress And for my labours sent so good success I rather choose though I a woman be He should speak ill of all than die for me Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Priest and old Shepherd Priest SHepherds rise and shake off sleep See the blushing Morn doth peep Through the window whilst the Sun To the mountain tops is run Gilding all the Vales below With his rising flames which grow Greater by his climbing still Up ye lazie grooms and fill Bagg and Bottle for the field Clasp your cloaks last lest they yield To the bitter North-east wind Call the Maidens up and find Who lay longest that she may Goe without a friend all day Then reward your Dogs and pray Pan to keep you from decay So unfold and then away What not a Shepherd stirring sure the grooms Have found then beds too easie or the rooms Fill'd with such new delight and heat that they Have both forgot their hungry sheep and day Knock that they may remember what a shame Sloath and neglect layes on a Shepherds name Old Shep. It is to little purpose not a swain This night hath known his lodging here or lain Within these cotes the woods or some near town That is a neighbour to the bordering Down Hath drawn them thither 'bout some lustie sport Or spiced Wassel-Boul to which resort All the young men and maids of many a cote
usuring Jewellers son I know the Rascal Is mortally faln in love with ye Marg. Is a monster deliver me from mountains Leon. Do you goe a birding for all sorts of people And this evening will come to ye and shew ye Jewels And offers any thing to get access to ye If I can make or sport or profit on him For he is fit for both she bids me use him And so I will be you conformable and follow but my will Marg. I shall not fail Sir Leon. Will the Duke come again do you think Marg. No sure Sir H 'as now no policie to bring him hither Leon. Nor bring you to him if my wit hold fair wife Let 's in to dinner Exeunt Enter Perez Perez Had I but lungs enough to bawl sufficiently That all the queans in Christendom might hear me That men might run away from contagion I had my wish would it were most high treason Most infinite high for any man to marry I mean for any man that would live hand somely And like a Gentleman in his wits and credit What torments shall I put her to Phalaris bull now Pox they love bulling too well though they smoak for 't Cut her a pieces every piece will live still And every morsel of her will do mischief They have so many lives there 's no hanging of 'em They are too light to drown they are cork and feathers To burn too cold they live like Salamanders Under huge heaps of stones to bury her And so depress her as they did the Giants She will move under more than built old Babel I must destroy her Enter Cacafogo with a Casket Caca. Be cozen'd by a thing of clouts a she moth That every silkmans shop breeds to be cheated And of a thousand duckets by a whim wham Perez Who 's that is cheated speak again thou vision But art thou cheated minister some comfort Tell me directly art thou cheated bravely Come prethee come art thou so pure a coxcomb To be undone do not dissemble with me Tell me I conjure thee Caca. Then keep thy circle For I am a spirit wild that flies about thee And who e're thou art if thou be'st humane I 'le let thee plainly know I am cheated damnably Perez Ha ha ha Caca. Dost thou laugh damnably I say most damnably Perez By whom good spirit speak speak ha ha ha Caca. I will utter laugh till thy lungs crack by a rascal woman A lewd abominable and plain woman Dost thou laugh still Perez I must laugh prethee pardon me I shall laugh terribly Caca. I shall be angry terrible angry I have cause Perez That 's it and 't is no reason but thou shouldst be angry Angry at heart yet I must laugh still at thee By a woman cheated art ' sure it was a woman Caca. I shall break thy head my valour itches at thee Perez It is no matter by a woman cozen'd A real woman Caca. A real Devil Plague of her Jewels and her copper chains How rank they smell Perox Sweet cozen'd Sir let me see them I have been cheated too I would have you note that And lewdly cheated by a woman also A scurvie woman I am undone sweet Sir Therefore I must have leave to haugh Caca. Pray ye take it You are the merriest undone man in Europe What need we fiddles bawdy songs and sack When our own miseries can make us merry Perez Ha ha ha I have seen these Jewels what a notable penniworth Have you had next our heart you will not take Sir Some twenty Duckâ—ts Caca. Thou art deceiv'd I will take Perez To clean your bargain now Caca. I 'le take sâ—me ten some any thing some half ten Half a Ducket Perez An excellent lapidary set these stones sure Do you mark their waters Caca. Quick sand choak their waters And hers that bought 'em too but I shall find her Perez And so shall I I hope but do not hurt her You cannot find in all this Kingdom If you had need of cozening as you may have For such gross natures will desire it often 'T is at some time too a fine variety A woman that can cozen ye so neatly She has taken half mine anger off with this trick Exit Caca. If I were valiant now I would kill this fellow I have mony enough lies by me at a pinch To pay for twenty Rascals lives that vex me I 'le to this Lady there I shall be satisfied Exit Enter Leon and Margarita Leon. Come we 'l away unto your country house And there we 'l learn to live contently This place is full of charge and full of hurry No part of sweetness dwells about these cities Marg. Whither you will I wait upon your pleasure Live in a hollow tree Sir I 'le live with ye Leon. I now you strike a harmony a true one When your obedience waits upon your Husband And your sick will aims at the care of honour Why now I dote upon ye love ye dearly And my rough nature falls like roaring streams Clearly and sweetly into your embraces O what a Jewel is a woman excellent A wise a vertuous and a noble woman When we meet such we bear our stamps on both sides And through the world we hold our currant virtues Alone we are single medals only faces And wear our fortunes out in useless shadows Command you now and ease me of that trouble I 'le be as humble to you as a servant Bid whom you please invite your noble friends They shall be welcome all visit acquaintance God at your pleasure now experience Has link't you fast unto the chain of goodness Clashing swords A cry within down with their swords What noise is this what dismal cry Marg. 'T is loud too Sure there 's some mischief done i' th' street look out there Leon. Look out and help Enter a Servant Serv. Oh Sir the Duke Medina Leon. What of the Duke Medina Serv. Oh sweet Gentleman is almost slain Mar. Away away and help him all the house help Exit Servant Leon. How slain why Margarita Why wife sure some new device they have a foot again Some trick upon my credit I shall meet it I had rather guide a ship Imperial Alone and in a storm than rule one woman Enter Duke Margarita Sanchio Alonzo Servant Marg. How came ye hurt Sir Duke I felt out with my friend the noble Coronel My cause was naught for 't was about your honour And he that wrongs the Innocent ne'r prospers And he has left me thus for charity Lend me a bed to ease my tortur'd body That e're I perish I may show my penitence I fear I am slain Leon. Help Gentlemen to carry him There shall be nothing in this house my Lord But as your own Duke I thank ye noble Sir Leon. To bed with him and wife give your attendance Enter Juan Juan Doctors and Surgions Duke Do not disquiet me But let me take my leave in peace Ex. Duke Sanchio Alon. Marg. Servant
Thom. Kiss me and be my friend we two were twins And shall we now grow strangers Dor. 'T is not my fault Thom. Well there be other women and remember You you were the cause of this there be more lands too And better People in 'em fare ye well And other loves what shall become of me And of my vanities because they grieve ye Dor. Come hither come do you see that Cloud that flies there So light are you and blown with every fancy Will ye but make me hope ye may be civil I know your Nature's sweet enough and tender Not grated on nor curb'd do you love your Mistress Thom. He lies that says I do not Dor. Would ye see her Thom. If you please for it must be so Dor. And appear to her A thing to be belov'd Thom. Yes Dor. Change then A little of your wildness into wisdom And put on a more smoothness I 'll do the best I can to help ye yet I do protest she swore and swore it deeply She would never see you more where 's your mans heart now What do you faint at this Thom. She is a woman But him she entertains next for a servant I shall be bold to quarter Dor. No thought of fighting Go in and there we 'll talk more be but rul'd And what lies in my power ye shall be sure of Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Alice and Mary Alice He cannot be so wild still Mary 'T is most certain I have now heard all and all the truth Alice Grant all that Is he the first that has been giv'n a lost man And yet come fairly home he is young and tender And fit for that impression your affections Shall stamp upon him age brings on discretion A year hence these mad toys that now possess him Will shew like Bugbears to him shapes to fright him Marriage dissolves all these like mists Mary They are grounded Hereditary in him from his father And to his grave they will haunt him Alice 'T is your fear Which is a wise part in you yet your love However you may seem to lessen it With these dislikes and choak it with these errors Do what you can will break out to excuse him Ye have him in your heart and planted Cousin From whence the power of reason nor discretion Can ever root him Mary Planted in my heart Aunt Believe it no I never was so liberal What though he shew a so so comely fellow Which we call pretty or say it may be handsom What though his promises may stumble at The power of goodness in him sometimes use too Al. How willingly thy heart betrays thee Cousin Cozen thy self no more thou hast no more power To leave off loving him than he that 's thirsty Has to abstain from drink standing before him His mind is not so monstrous for his shape If I have Eyes I have not seen his better A handsome brown Complexion Mary Reasonable Inclining to a tawncy Alice Had I said so You would have wish'd my tongue out then his making Mar. Which may be mended I have seen legs straighter And cleaner made Alice A body too Mary Far neater And better set together Alice God forgive thee For against thy Conscience thou lyest stubbornly Mary I grant 't is neat enough Alice 'T is excellent And where the outward parts are fair and lovely Which are but moulds o' th' mind what must the soul be Put case youth has his swinge and fiery Nature Flames to mad uses many times Mary All this You only use to make me say I love him I do confess I do but that my fondness Should sling it self upon his desperate follies Alice I do not counsel that see him reclaim'd first Which will not prove a miracle yet Mary I am afraid 't will vex thee horribly To stay so long Mary No no Aunt no believe me Alice What was your dream to night for I observ'd ye Hugging of me with good dear sweet Tom. Mary Fye Aunt Upon my Conscience Alice On my word 't is true Wench And then ye kiss'd me Mary more than once too And sigh'd and O sweet Tom again nay do not blush Ye have it at the heart Wench Mary I 'll be hang'd first But you must have your way Enter Dorothea Alice And so will you too Or break down hedges for it Dorothea The welcom'st woman living how does thy Brother I hear he 's turn'd a wondrous civil Gentleman Since his short travel Dor. 'Pray Heaven he make it good Alice Mary How do ye friend I have a quarrel to ye Ye stole away and left my company Dor. O pardon me dear friend it was to welcome A Brother that I have some Cause to love well Mary Prithee how is he thou speak'st truth Dor. Not perfect I hope he will be Mary Never h 'as forgot me I hear Wench and his hot love too Alice Thou would'st howl then Mary And I am glad it should be so his travels Have yielded him variety of Mistresses Fairer in his eye far Alice O cogging Rascal Mary I was a fool but better thoughts I thank heaven Dor. 'Pray do not think so for he loves you dearly Upon my troth most firmly would fain see you Mary See me friend do you think it fit Dor. It may be Without the loss of credit too he 's not Such a prodigious thing so monstrous To fling from all society Mary He 's so much contrary To my desires such an antipathy That I must sooner see my grave Dor. Dear friend He was not so before he went Mary I grant it For then I daily hop'd his fair Conversion Alice Come do not mask your self but see him freely Ye have a mind Mary That mind I 'll master then Dor. And is your hate so mortal Mary Not to his person But to his qualities his mad-cap follies Which still like Hydras heads grow thicker on him I have a credit friend and Maids of my sort Love where their modesties may live untainted Dor. I give up that hope then 'pray for your friends sake If I have any interest within ye Do but this courtesie accept this Letter Mary From him Dor. The same 't is but a minutes reading And as we look on shapes of painted Devils Which for the present may disturb our fancy But with the next new object lose 'em so If this be foul ye may forget it ' pray Mary Have ye seen it friend Dor. I will not lie I have not But I presume so much he honours you The worst part of himself was cast away When to his best part he writ this Mary For your sake Not that I any way shall like his scribling Alice A shrewd dissembling Quean Dor. I thank ye dear friend I know she loves him Alice Yes and will not lose him Unless he leap into the Moon believe that And then she 'l scramble too young wenches loves Are like the course of quartans they may shift And seem to cease sometimes and yet we
and stand upon your guard And while your Brother is continue arm'd And yet this fear is needless for I know My Rollo though he dares as much as man So tender of his yet untainted valour So noble that he dares do nothing basely You doubt him he fears you I doubt and fear Both for others safety and not mine own Know yet my sons when of necessity You must deceive or be deceiv'd 't is better To suffer Treason than to act the Traytor And in a War like this in which the glory Is his that 's overcome consider then What 't is for which you strive is it the Dukedom Or the command of these so ready subjects Desire of wealth or whatsoever else Fires your ambition This still desp'rate madness To kill the people which you would be Lords of With fire and sword to lay that Country waste Whose rule you seek for to consume the treasures Which are the sinews of your Government In cherishing the factions that destroy it Far far be this from you make it not question'd Whether you have interest in that Dukedom Whose ruine both contend for Otto I desire but to enjoy my own which I will keep Rol. And rather than posterity shall have cause To say I ruin'd all divide the Dukedom I will accept the moiety Ott. I embrace it Soph. Divide me first or tear me limb by limb And let them find as many several Graves As there are villages in Normandy And 't is less sin than thus to weaken it To hear it mention'd doth already make me Envy my dead Lord and almost Blaspheme Those powers that heard my prayer for fruitfulness And did not with my first birth close my womb To me alone my second blessing proves My first of misery for if that Heaven Which gave me Rollo there had staid his bounty And Otto my dear Otto ne're had been Or being had not been so worth my love The stream of my affection had run constant In one fair current all my hopes had been Laid up in one and fruitful Normandy In this division had not lost her glories For as 't is now 't is a fair Diamond Which being preserv'd intire exceeds all value But cut in pieces though these pieces are Set in fine gold by the best work-mans cunning Parts with all estimation So this Dukedom As 't is yet whole the neighbouring Kings may covet But cannot compass which divided will Become the spoil of every barbarous foe That will invade it Gis How this works in both Bal. Prince Rollo's eyes have lost their fire Gis And anger that but now wholly possessed Good Otto hath given place to pity Aub. End not thus Madam but perfect what 's so well begun Soph. I see in both fair signs of reconcilement Make them sure proofs they are so the Fates offer To your free choice either to live Examples Of Piety or wickedness if the later Blinds so your understanding that you cannot Pierce through her painted out side and discover That she is all deformity within Boldly transcend all precedents of mischief And let the last and the worst end of tyrannies The murther of a Mother but begin The stain of bloud you after are to heighten But if that vertue and her sure rewards Can win you to accept her for your guide To lead you up to Heaven and there fix you The fairest Stars in the bright Sphere of honour Make me the parent of an hundred sons All brought into the world with joy not sorrow And every one a Father to his Country In being now made Mother of your concord Rol. Such and so good loud fame for ever speak you Bal. I now they meet like Brothers The Brothers cast away their Swords and embrace Gis My hearts joy flows through my eyes Aub. May never Womans tongue Hereafteâ— be accus'd for this ones Goodness Otto If we contend from this hour it shall be How to o'recome in brotherly affection Rol. Otto is Rollo now and Rollo Otto Or as they have one mind rather one name From this attonement let our lives begin Be all the rest forgotten Aub. Spoke like Rollo Soph. And to the honour of this reconcilement We all this night will at a publick Feast With choice Wines drown our late fears and with Musick Welcome our comforts Bald. Sure and certain ones Exeunt Manent Grandpree Verdon Trevile and Duprete Grand Did ever such a hopeful business end thus Ver. 'T is fatal to us all and yet you Grandpree Have the least cause to fear Grand Why what 's my hope Ver. The certainty that you have to be hang'd You know the Chancellours promise Grand Plague upon you Ver. What think you of a Bath and a Lords Daughter To entertain you Grand Those desires are off Frail thoughts all friends no Rollians now nor Ottoes The sev'ral court'sies of our swords and servants Defer to after consequence let 's make use Of this nights freedom a short Parliament to us In which it will be lawful to walk freely Nay to our drink we shall have meat too that 's No usual business to the men o' th' sword Drink deep with me to night we shall to morrow Or whip or hang the merrier Tre. Lead the way then Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Latorch and Rollo Lato. WHY should this trouble you Rol. It does and must do till I find ease Lato. Consider then and quickly And like a wise man take the current with you Which once turn'd head will sink you blest occasion Offers her self in thousand safeties to you Time standing still to point you out your purpose And resolution the true child of Vertue Readie to execute what dull cold weakness Has crept into your bosom whose meer thoughts Like tempests plowing up the sayling Forests Even with their swing were wont to shake down hazards What is' t your Mothers tears Rol. Pray thee be patient Lat. Her hands held up her prayers or her curses Oh power of paper dropt through by a woman Take heed the Souldiers see it not 't is miserable In Rollo below miserable take heed your friends The sinews of your cause the strength you stir by Take heed I say they find it not take heed Your own repentance like a passing-bell Too late and too loud tell the world y' are perisht What noble spirit eager of advancement Whose imployment is his plough what sword whose sharpness Waits but the arm to wield it or what hope After the world has blown abroad this weakness Will move again or make a wish for Rollo Rol. Are we not friends again by each oath ratified Our tongues the Heralds to our hearts Lat. Poor hearts then Rol. Our worthier friends Lat. No friends Sir to your honour Friends to your fall where is your understanding The noble vessel that your full soul sail'd in Rib'd round with honours where is that 't is ruin'd The tempest of a womans sighs has sunk it Friendship take heed Sir is
fairly Exit Mir. This woman if she hold on may be vertuous 'T is almost possible we 'll have a new day Bel. Ye brought me on ye forced me to this foolery I am asham'd I am scorn'd I am flurted yes I am so Though I cannot talk to a woman like your worship And use my phrases and my learned figures Yet I can fight with any man Mir. Fie Bel. I can Sir And I will fight Mir. With whom Bel. With you with any man For all men now will laugh at me Mir. Prethee be moderate Bel. And I 'le beat all men Come Mir. I love thee dearly Bel. I beat all that love Love has undone me Never tell me I will not be a History Mir. Thou art not Bel. 'Sfoot I will not give me room And let me see the proudest of ye jeer me And I 'le begin with you first Mir. 'Prethee Belleur If I do not satisfie thee Bel. Well look ye do But now I think on 't better 't is impossible I must beat some body I am maul'd my self And I ought in justice Mir. No no no ye are couzen'd But walk and let me talk to thee Bel. Talk wisely And see that no man laugh upon no occasion For I shall think then 't is at me Mir. I warrant thee Bel. Nor no more talk of this Mir. Do'st think I am maddish Bel. I must needs fight yet for I find it concerns me A pox on 't I must fight Mir. 'Faith thou shalt not Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter De Gard and Leverdure alias Lugier De G. I Know ye are a Scholar and can do wonders Lug. There 's no great Scholarship belongs to this Sir What I am I am I pity your poor Sister And heartily I hate these Travellers These Gim-cracks made of Mops and Motions There 's nothing in their houses here but hummings A Bee has more brains I grieve and vex too The insolent licentious carriage Of this out-facing fellow Mirabell And I am mad to see him prick his plumes up De Gar. His wrongs you partly know Lug. Do not you stir Sir Since he has begun with wit let wit revenge it Keep your sword close we 'll cut his throat a new way I am asham'd the Gentlewoman should suffer Such base lewd wrongs De Gar. I will be rul'd he shall live And left to your revenge Lug. I I I 'le fit him He makes a common scorn of handsome Women Modesty and good manners are his May-games He takes up Maidenheads with a new Commission The Church warrant 's out of date follow my Counsel For I am zealous in the Cause De Gar. I will Sir And will be still directed for the truth is My Sword will make my Sister seem more monstrous Besides there is no honour won on Reprobates Lug. You are i' th' right The slight he has shew'd my Pupils Sets me a fire too go I 'le prepare your Sister And as I told ye De Gar. Yes all shall be fit Sir Lug. And seriously and handsomely De Gar. I warrant ye Lug. A little counsel more De Gar. 'T is well Lug. Most stately See that observ'd and then De Gar. I have ye every way Lug. Away then and be ready De Gar. With all speed Sir Exit Enter Lillia Rosalure and Oriana Lug. We 'll learn to travel too may be beyond him Good day Fair beauties Lil. You have beautified us We thank ye Sir ye have set us off most gallantly With your grave precepts Ros We expected Husbands Out of your Documents and taught behaviours Excellent Husbands thought men would run stark mad on us Men of all Ages and all states we expected An Inundation of desires and offers A Torrent of trim Suitors all we did Or said or purpos'd to be Spells about us Spells to provoke Lil. Ye have provoke'd us finely We follow'd your directions we did rarely We were Stately Coy Demure Careless Light Giddy And play'd at all points This you swore would carry Ros We made Love and contemn'd Love Now seem'd holy With such a reverent put-on Reservation Which could not miss according to your Principles Now gave more hope again Now close now publick Still up and down we beat it like a Billow And ever those behaviours you read to us Subtil and new But all this will not help us Lil. They help to hinder us of all Acquaintance They have frighted off all Friends what am I better For all my Learning if I love a Dunce A handsome dunce to what use serves my Reading You should have taught me what belongs to Horses Doggs Dice Hawks Banquets Masks free and fair Meetings To have studied Gowns and Dressings Lug. Ye are not mad sure Ros We shall be if we follow your encouragements I 'le take mine own way now Lil. And I my fortune We may live Maids else till the Moon drop Mil-stones I see your modest Women are taken for monsters A Dowry of good breeding is worth nothing Lug. Since ye take it so to th' heart pray'ye give me leave yet And ye shall see how I 'le convert this Heretick Mark how this Mirabell Lil. Name him no more For though I long for a Husband I hate him And would be marryed sooner to a Monkey Or to a Jack of Straw than such a Juggler Ros I am of that mind too he is too nimble And plays at fast and loose too learnedly For a plain-meaning Woman that 's the truth on 't Here 's one too that we love well would be angry And reason why No no we will not trouble ye Nor him at this time may he make you happy We 'll turn our selves loose now to our fair fortunes And the down-right way Lil. The winning-way we 'll follow We 'll bait that men may bite fair and not be frighted Yet we 'll not be carryed so cheap neither we 'll have some sport Some mad-Morris or other for our mony Tutor Lug. 'T is like enough prosper your own Devices Ye are old enough to choose But for this Gentlewoman So please her give me leave Oria. I shall be glad Sir To find a friend whose pity may direct me Lug. I 'le do my best and faithfully deal for ye But then ye must be ruled Oria. In all I vow to ye Ros Do do he has a lucky hand sometimes I 'le assure ye And hunts the recovery of a lost Lover deadly Lug. You must away straight Oria. Yes Lug. And I 'le instruct ye Here ye can know no more Oria. By your leave sweet Ladies And all our Fortunes arrive at our own wishes Lil. Amen Amen Lug. I must borrow your man Lil. 'Pray take him He is within to do her good take any thing Take us and all Lug. No doubt ye may find Takers And so we 'll leave ye to your own disposes Exeunt Lil. Now which way Wench Ros We 'll go a brave way fear not A safe and sure way too and yet a by-way I must
bless me Sure if I had provok'd 'em they had quarter'd me I am a most ridiculous Ass now I perceive it A Coward and a Knave too 1 Gent. 'T is the mad Gentleman Let 's set our Faces right Bel. No no laugh at me And laugh aloud 2 Gent. We are better manner'd Sir Bel. I do deserve it call me Patch and Puppy And beat me if you please 1 Gent. No indeed we know ye Bel. ' Death do as I would have ye 2 Gent. You are an Ass then A Coxcomb and a Calf Bel. I am a great Calf Kick me a little now Why when Sufficient Now laugh aloud and scorn me so good b'ye And ever when ye meet me laugh 1 Gent. We will Sir Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Nantolet La-Castre De-Gard Lugier Mirabel Mir. Your patience Gentlemen why do ye bait me Nan. Is' t not a shame you are so stubborn hearted So stony and so dull to such a Lady Of her Perfections and her Misery Lug. Does she not love ye does not her distraction For your sake only her most pitied lunacie Of all but you shew ye does it not compel ye Mir. Soft and fair Gentlemen pray ye proceed temperately Lug. If ye have any feeling any sense in ye The least touch of a noble heart La Cas Let him alone It is his glory that he can kill Beauty Ye bear my Stamp but not my Tenderness Your wild unsavoury Courses set that in ye For shame be sorry though ye cannot cure her Shew something of a Man of a fair Nature Mir. Ye make me mad De-Gard Let me pronounce this to ye You take a strange felicity in slighting And wronging Women which my poor Sister feels now Heavens hand be gentle on her Mark me Sir That very hour she dies there 's small hope otherwise That minute you and I must grapple for it Either your life or mine Mir. Be not so hot Sir I am not to be wrought on by these policies In truth I am not Nor do I fear the tricks Or the high sounding threats of a Savoyan I glory not in Cruelty ye wrong me Not grow up water'd with the tears of Women This let me tell ye howsoe'r I shew to ye Wild as ye please to call it or self-will'd When I see cause I can both do and suffer Freely and feelingly as a true Gentleman Enter Rosalure and Lelia Ros O pity pity thousand thousand pities Lel. Alas poor Soul she will dye she is grown sensless She will not know nor speak now Ros Dye for love And love of such a Youth I would dye for a Dog first He that kills me I 'll give him leave to eat me I 'll know men better ere I sigh for any of ' em Lel. Ye have done a worthy act Sir a most famous Ye have kill'd a Maid the wrong way ye are a conqueror Ros A Conquerour a Cobler hang him Sowter Go hide thy self for shame go lose thy memory Live not ' mongst Men thou art a Beast a Monster A Blatant Beast Lel. If ye have yet any honesty Or ever heard of any take my Counsel Off with your Garters and seek out a Bough A handsom Bough for I would have ye hang like a Gentleman And write some doleful matter to the World A Warning to hard hearted men Mir. Out Kitlings What Catterwauling's here what Gibbing Do you think my heart is softned with a black Santis Shew me some reason Enter Oriana on a Bed Ros Here then here is a reason Nant. Now if ye be a man let this sight shake ye La. C. Alas poor Gentlewoman do you know me Lady Lug. How she looks up and stares Ori. I know ye very well You are my Godfather and that 's the Monsieur De-Gar And who am I Ori. You are Amadis de Gaul Sir Oh oh my heart were ye never in love sweet Lady And do you never dream of Flowers and Gardens I dream of walking Fires take heed it comes now Who 's that pray stand away I have seen that face sure How light my head is Ros Take some rest Ori. I cannot For I must be up to morrow to go to Church And I must dress me put my new Gown on And be as fine to meet my Love Heigh ho Will not you tell me where my Love lies buried Mir. He is not dead beshrew my heart she stirs me Ori. He is dead to me Mir. Is' t possible my Nature Should be so damnable to let her suffer Give me your hand Ori. How soft you feel how gentle I 'll tell you your fortune Friend Mir. How she stares on me Or. You have a flattering face but 't is a fine one I warrant you may have a hundred Sweet-hearts Will ye pray for me I shall dye to morrow And will ye ring the Bells Mir. I am most unworthy I do confess unhappy do you know me Ori. I would I did Mir. Oh fair tears how ye take me Ori. Do you weep too you have not lost your Lover You mock me I 'l go home and pray Mir. 'Pray ye pardon me Or if it please ye to consider justly Scorn me for I deserve it Scorn and shame me Sweet Oriana Lel. Let her alone she trembles Her sits will grow more strong if ye provoke her La Cas Certain she knows ye not yet loves to see ye How she smiles now Bel. Where are ye Oh why do you laugh come laugh at me What a Devil art thou sad and such a subject Such a ridiculous subject as I am Before thy face Mir. Prithee put off this lightness This is no time for mirth nor place I have us'd too much on 't I have undone my self and a sweet Lady By being too in dulgent to my foolery Which truly I repent look here Bel. What aâ—â—s she Mir. Alas she 's mad Bel. Mad Mir. Yes too sure for me too Bel. Dost thou wonder at that by this light they are all so They are coz'ning mad they are brawling mad they are proud mad They are all all mad I came from a World of mad Women Mad as March-Hares get 'em in Chains then deal with ' em There 's one that 's mad she seems well but she is dog mad Is she dead dost think Min. Dead Heaven forbid Bel. Heaven further it For till they be key cold dead there 's no trusting of 'em Whate'r they seem or howsoe'r they carry it Till they be chap faln and their Tongues at peace Nail'd in their Coffins sure I 'll ne'r believe 'em Shall I talk with her Mir. No dear friend be quiet And be at peace a while Bel. I 'll walk aside And come again anon but take heed to her You say she is a Woman Mir. Yes Bel. Take great heed For if she do not cozen thee then hang me Let her be mad or what she will she 'll cheat thee Exit Mir. Away wild Fool how vile this shews in him now Now take my faith before ye all I speak it
the least thing of a thousand The easiest to atchieve Fre. But with whom Sorano Sor. With whom you please you must not be deny'd Sir Fred. Say it be with one of thy Kinswomen Sor. Say withal I shall more love your Grace I shall more honour ye And would I had enough to serve your pleasure Fred. Why 't is thy Sister then the fair Evanthe I 'le be plain with thee Sor. I 'le be as plain with you Sir She brought not her perfections to the world To lock them in a case or hang 'em by her The use is all she breeds 'em for she is yours Sir Fred. Dost thou mean seriously Sor. I mean my Sister And if I had a dozen more they were all yours Some Aunts I have they have been handsome Women My Mother's dead indeed and some few Cousins That are now shooting up we shall see shortly Fred. No 't is Evanthe Sor. I have sent my man unto her Upon some business to come presently Hither she shall come your Grace dare speak unto her Large golden promises and sweet language Sir You know what they work she is a compleat Courtier Besides I 'le set in Fred. She waits upon my Queen What jealousie and anger may arise Incensing her Sor. You have a good sweet Lady A Woman of so even and still a temper She knows not anger say she were a fury I had thought you had been absolute the great King The fountain of all honours plays and pleasures Your will and your commands unbounded also Go get a pair of Beads and learn to pray Sir Enter Servant Ser. My Lord your servant stayes Sor. Bid him come hither and bring the Lady with him Fred. I will woo her And either lose my self or win her favour Sor. She is coming in Fred. Thy eyes shoot through the door They are so piercing that the beams they dart Give new light to the room Enter Podramo and Evanthe Evan. Whither dost thou go This is the Kings side and his private lodgings What business have I here Pod. My Lord sent for ye Evan. His lodgings are below you are mistaken We left them at the stair-foot Pod. Good sweet Madam Evan. I am no Counsellor nor important Sutor No have no private business through these Chambers To feel him this way o' my life thou art drunk Or worse than drunk hir'd to convey me hither To some base end now I look 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 Evan. Is this the business Sor. Yes and the best you ever will arrive at if you be wise Evan. My Father was no bawd Sir Nor of that worshipful stock as I remember Sor. Your are a Fool. Evan. You are that I shame to tell ye Fred. Gentle Evanthe Evan. The gracious Queen Sir Is well and merry Heaven be thanked for it And as I think she waits you in the Garden Fre. Let her wait there I talk not of her Garden I talk of thee sweet Flower Evan. Your Grace is pleasant To mistake a Nettle for a Rose Fre. No Rose nor Lilly nor noglorious Hyacinth Are of that sweetness whiteness tenderness Softness and satisfying blessedness As my Evanthe Evan. Your Grace speaks very feelingly I would not be a handsome wench in your way Sir For a new Gown Fred. Thou art all handsomness Nature will be asham'd to frame another Now thou art made thou hast rob'd her of her cunning Each several part about thee is a beauty Sor. Do you hear this Sister Evan. Yes unworthy Brother but all this will not do Fred. But love Evanthe Thou shalt have more than words wealth ease and honours My tender Wench Evan. Be tender of my credit And I shall love you Sir and I shall honour ye Fred. I love thee to enjoy thee my Evanthe To give thee the content of love Evan. Hold hold Sir ye are too fleet I have some business this way your Grace can ne'r content Sor. You stubborn toy Evan. Good my Lord Bawd I thank ye Fre. Thou shalt not go believe 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 Evan. Good your Grace be patient I shall make the worst honourable wench that ever was Shame your discretion and your choice Fred. Thou shalt not Evan. Shall I be rich do you say and glorious And shine above the rest and scorn 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 power though you be a Prince Sir No more than evil is in holy Angels Nor I I hope get wantonness 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 wantonness I 'le marry thee Evan. What shall the Queen do Fred. I 'le be divorced 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 Fred. That 's all one 't is my will Evan. 'T is a most wicked one A most absurd one and will show a Monster I had rather be a Whore and with less sin To your present lust than Queen to your injustice Yours is no love Faith and Religion sly it Nor has no taste of fair affection in it Some Hellish flame abuses your fair body And Hellish furies blow it look behind ye Divorce ye from a Woman of her beauty Of her integrity her piety Her love to you to all that honours ye Her chaste and vertuous love are these fit causes What will you do to me when I have cloy'd ye You may find time out in eternity Deceit and violence in heavenly Justice Life in the grave and death among the blessed Ere stain 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 Evan. You have shew'd an impudence A more experienc'd bawd would blush and shake at You will make my kindred mighty Fred. Prethee hear me Evan. I do Sir and I count it a great offer Fred. Any of thine Evan. 'T is like enough you may clap honour on them But how 't will
by discarded 'em And in a noble mind so low and loosely To look back and collect such lumps and lick 'em Into new horrid forms again Ped. Still braver Rod. To fight because I dare were worse and weaker Than if I had a woman in my cause Sir And more proclaim'd me fool yet I must confess I have been 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 air no bloud may issue Nor where the Sword shall enter no lost spirit And set me on I would not scare 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 Rod. I am your servant Sir and now this habit Devotion not distrust shall put upon me I 'll wait upon your fortunes that 's my way now And where you grieve or joy I 'll be a Partner Ped. I thank ye Sir I shall be too proud of ye O I could tell ye strange things Rod. I guess at 'em And I could curse my self I made 'em stranger Yet my mind says you are not far from happiness Ped. It shall be welcome come let 's keep up thus still And be as we appear Heavens hand may bless us Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Alphonso Master and Keepers Mast Yes Sir here be such people but how pleasing They will appear to you Alph. 'Pray let me see 'em I come to that end 'pray let me see 'em all Mast They will confound ye Sir like Bells rung backward They are nothing but Confusion and meer Noises Alph. May be I love a noise but hark ye Sir Have ye no Boys handsome young Boys Mast Yes one Sir A very handsome Boy Alph. Long here Mast But two days 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 need be she that Boy I beseech ye Sir That Boy I come to see Mast And ye shall see him Or any else but pray be not too violent Alph. 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 are very mad Sir Alph. Let 'em be horn mad 1 Keep We have few Citizens they have Bedlams of their own Sir And are mad at their own charges Alph. Who lyes 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 Sirrah hark Shake Irons within English mad-men Scholar Parson Jenkin Alph. Heigh Boys Eng. Bounce Clap her o' th' star-board bounce top the Can. Schol. Dead ye dog dead do ye quarrel in my Kingdom Give me my trident Eng. Bounce 'twixt wind and water Loaden with Mackrel O brave meat Schol. My Sea horses I 'll charge the Northern Wind and break his Bladder Pars I 'll sell my Bells before I be out-brav'd thus Alph. What 's he what 's he Mast A Parson Sir a Parson That run mad for tyth Goslings Alph. Green suwce cure him Pars I 'll curse ye all I 'll excommunicate ye Thou English Heretick give me the tenth Pot. Eng. Sue me I 'll drink up all bounce 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 'll hiss it down again with a Bottle of Ale Schol. Triton why Triton Eng. Triton's drunk with Metheglin Seb. Strike strike the surges strike Eng. Drink drink 't is day light Drink didle didle didle drink Parson proud Parson A Pigs tail in thy teeth and I defie thee Par. Give me some porridg or I 'll damn thee English Alph. How comes this English mad man here Mast Alas that 's no question They are mad every where Sir Their fits are cool now let 'em rest Enter Keepers and She-fools Alph. Mad Gallants Most admirable mad I love their faces 1 Keep Ye stinking Whore who knew of this who lookt to him ' Pox take him he was sleepy when I left him 2 Keep Certain he made the fool drunk Mast. How now who 's this here Where is the Boy 1 Keep The Boy Sir Mast I the Boy Sir 1 Keep Here 's all the Boys we found Mast These are his Cloaths But where 's the Boy She-fool The Boy is gone a Maying He 'll bring me home a Cuckows Nest do you hear Master I put my Cloaths off and I dizen'd him And pin'd a Plum 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 Cloaths too And put 'em on Alph. Is this the Boy you would shew She fool I 'll give you two pence Master Alph. Am I fool'd of all sides I met a fool i' th' Woods they said she dwelt here In a long pied Coat Mast That was the very Boy Sir Shâ— f. I I I I gave him leave to play forsooth He 'll come again to morrow and bring peascods Mast I 'll bring your bones Alph. ' Pox o' your fools and Bedlams ' Plague o' your Owls and Apes Mâ—st. 'Pray ye Sir be tamer We cannot help this presently but we shall know I 'll recompence your Care too Alph. Know me a pudding You juggle and ye fiddle fart upon ye I am abused Mast 'Pray ye Sir Welsh mad-man Alph. And I will be abused Sir And you shall know I am abused Welsh Whaw Mr. Keeper Alph. ' Pox o' thy whaws and thy whyms Pox o' thy urship Wil. Give me some Ceeze and Onions give me some wash brew I have in my bellies give me abundance Pendragon was a Shentleman marg you Sir And the Organs at Rexum were made by Revelations There is a spirit blows and blows the Bellows And then they sing Alph. What Moon-calf 's this what dream Mast 'Pray ye Sir observe him He is a Mountainâ—er a man of Goteland Welsh I will beat thy face as black as a blue Clout I will leave no more sheet in thine eyes Mast He will not hurt ye Welsh Give me a great deal of Guns thou art the Devils I know thee by thy tails poor Owen's hungry I will peg thy bums full of Bullets Alph. This is the rarest Rascal He speaks as if he had butter-milk in 's mouth Is this any thing akin to th' English Mast The elder Brother Sir He run mad because a Rat eat up's Cheese Alph. H 'ad a great deal of reason Sir Welsh Basilus manus is for an old Codpiss mark ye I will borrow thy Uâ—ships Whore to seal a Letter Mast Now he grows villainous Alph. Methinks
poverty wench you must learn a wise rule Look not upon the youths of men and making How they descend in bloud nor let their tongues Though they strike suddainly and sweet as musick Corrupt thy fancy see and say them fair too But ever keep thy self without their distance Unless the love thou swallow be a pill Gilded to hide the bitterness it brings Then fall on without fear wench yet so wisely That one encounter cloy him not nor promise His love hath made thee more his than his monies Learn this and thrive Then let thine honour ever For that 's the last rule be so stood upon That men may fairly see 'T is want of means not vertue makes thee fall And if you weep 't will be a great deal better And draw on more compassion which includes A greater tenderness of love and bounty This is enough at once digest it well Go let him in wench if he promise profit Not else Enter Julio O you are welcome my fair Servant Upon my troth I have been longing for ye Wom. This by her rule should be a liberal man I see the best on 's may learn every day Lel. There 's none come with you Jul. No. Lel. You do the wiser For some that have been here I name no man Out of their malice more than truth have done me Some few ill offices Jul. How Sweet Lel. Nay nothing Only have talkt a little wildly of me As their unruly Youth directed 'em Which though they bite me not I would have wisht Had light upon some other that deserv'd ' em Jul. Though she deserve this of the loosest tongue Which makes my sin the more I must not see it Such is my misery I would I knew him Lel. No no let him go He is not worth your anger I must chide you For being such a stranger to your Mistriss Why would you be so Servant Jul. I should chide If chiding would work any thing upon you For being such a stranger to your Servant I mean to his desires when my dear Mistress Shall I be made a happy man Lel. Fye Servant What do you mean unhand me or by Heav'n I shall be very angry this is rudeness Jul. 'T was but a kiss or two that thus offends you Lel. 'T was more I think than you have warrant for Jul. I am sorry I deserv'd no more Lel. You may But not this rough way Servant we are tender And ought in all to be respected so If I had been your Horse or Whore you might Back me with this intemperance I thought You had lov'd as worthy men whose fair affections Seek pleasures warranted not pull'd by violence Do so no more Jul. I hope you are not angry Lel. I should be with another man I am sure That durst appear but half thus violent Jul. I did not mean to ravish ye Lel. You could not Jul. You are so willing Lel. How Jul. Methinks this shadow If you had so much shame as fits a woman At least of your way Mistriss long e're this Had been laid off to me that understand ye Lel. That understand me Sir ye understand Nor shall no more of me than modesty Will without fear deliver to a stranger You understand I am honest else I tell ye Though you were better far than Julio You and your understanding are two fools 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 kindness She durst not answer openly O me How easily we Women may be cozen'd I took this Julio 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 Jul. You have wish'd me ill enough o' conscience Make me no worse for shame I see the more I work by way of service to obtain ye You work the more upon me Tell me truly While I am able to believe a Woman For if you use me thus that faith will perish What is your end and whither you will pull me Tell me but tell me that I may not start at And have a cause to curse ye Lel. Bless me goodness To curse me did you say Sir let it be For too much loving you then such a curse Kill me withal and I shall be a Martyr You have found a new way to reward my doting And I confess a fit one for my folly For you your self if you have good within ye And dare be Master of it know how dearly This heart hath held you ever Oh good Heaven That I had never seen that false mans eyes That dares reward me thus with fears and curses Nor never heard the sweetness of that tongue That will when this is known yet cozen women Curse me good Julio curse me bitterly I do deserve it for my confidence And I beseech thee if thou hast a goodness Or power yet in thee to confirm thy wishes Curse me to earth for what should I do here Like a decaying flower still withering Under his bitter words whose kindly heat Should give my poor heart life No curse me Julio Thou canst not do me such a benefit As that and well done that the Heav'ns may hear it Jul. O fair tears were you but as chast as subtil Like Bones of Saints you would work miracles What were these women to a man that knew not The thousand thousand ways of their deceiving What riches had he found O he would think Himself still dreaming of a blessedness That like continual 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 sweetness Be not so griev'd sweet Mistriss what I said You do or should know was but passion Pray wipe your eyes and kiss me take these trifles And wear them for me which are only rich When you will put them on indeed I love ye Beshrew my sick heart if I grieve not for ye Lel. Will you dissemble still I am a fool And you may easily rule me if you flatter The sin will be your own Jul. You know I do not Lel. And shall I be so childish once again After my late experience of your spight To credit you you do not know how deep Or if you did you would be kinder to me This bitterness of yours has struck my heart Jul. I pray no more Lel. Thus you would do 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 do you look so strange Sir do not you Desire it should be so Jul. Stay Lel. Answer me Jul. Farewel Exit Julio Lel. I are you there are all these tears lost then Am I so overtaken by a fool In my best days and tricks my wise fellow I 'll
shall be mine Pand. We have such a Mistriss here to teach us courage That cowards might learn from her Fer. You are slow Put on the rack Begin the Scene thou miserable fool For so I 'll make thee Jul 'T is not in thy reach I am happy in my sufferings thou most wretched Fer. So brave I 'll tame you yet pluck hard villains Is she insensible no sigh nor groan or is she dead Jul. No tyrant though I suffer More than a woman beyond flesh and blood 'T is in a cause so honourable that I scorn With any sign that may express a sorrow To shew I do repent Fer. Confess yet And thou shalt be safe Jul. 'T is wrapt up in my soul 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 chair in honor Of her invincible fortitude Ron. Will you not Dispatch the rest Fer. When I seem merciful Assure thy self Ronvere I am most cruel Thou wonder of thy Sex and of this Nation That hast chang'd my severity to mercy Not to thy self 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 denie I only ask one service Cam. Above hope Fer. There rides a Pyrate neer the Duke of Sesse My enemy and this Countreys that in bonds Holds my dear friend Ascanio free this friend Or bring the Pyrats head besides your pardon And honor of the action your reward Is forty thousand Ducates And because I know that Virolet is as bold as wise Be he your General as pledge of your faith That you will undertake it let this old man And this most constant Matron stay with me Of whom as of my self I will be careful 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 will proclaim King Ferrant merciful Exeunt Ron. The mysterie of this my Lord or are you Chang'd in your nature Fer. I 'll make thee private to it The lives of these weak men and desperate woman Would no way have secur'd me had I took them 'T is Virolet I aim at he has power And knows to hurt If they encounter Sesse And he prove conqueror I am assur'd They 'll find 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 'll make thee understand the drift of all So we stand sure thus much for those that fall Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Boateswain and Gunner Boats Lay here before the wind up with your 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 roar And curle their wanton heads Ho below there Ho ho within Lay her North-east and thrust her missen out The day grows fair and clear and the wind courts us Oh for a lusty sail now to give chase to Gun A stubborn Bark that wou'd but bear up to us And change a broadside bravely Boats Where 's the Duke Gun I have not seen him stir to day Boats Oh Gunner What bravery dwells in his age and what valour And to his friends what gentleness and bounty How long have we been inhabitants at Sea here Gun Some fourteen years Boats By fourteen lives I swear then This Element never nourisht such a Pirate So great so fearless and so fortunate So patient in his want in Act so valiant How many sail of well mann'd ships before us As the Bonuto does the flying Fish Have we pursued and scour'd that to outstrip us They have been fain to hang their very shirts on What Gallies have we bang'd and sunk and taken Whose only fraughts were fire and stern defiance And nothing spoke but Bullet in all these How like old Neptune have I seen our General Standing i' th' Poop and tossing his Steel Trident Commanding both the Sea and Winds to serve him Gun His Daughter too which is the honor Boatswain Of all her sex that Martial Maid Boats A brave wench Gun How oftentimes a fight being new begun Has she leap'd down and took my Linstock from me And crying now fly righ and fir'd all my chasers Then like the Image of the warlike Goddess Her Target brac'd upon her arm her sword drawn And anger in her eies leapt up again And bravely hall'd the Bark I have wondred Boatswain That in a body made so delicate So soft for sweet embraces so much fire And manly soul not starting at a danger Boats Her noble Father got her in his fury And so she proves a Soldier Gun This too I wonder at Taking so many strangers as he does He uses them with that respect and coolness Not making prize but only borrowing What may supply his want nor that for nothing But renders back what they may stand in need of And then parts lovingly Where if he take His Countreyman that should be nearest to him And stand most free from danger he sure pays for 't He drowns or hangs the men ransacks the Bark Then gives her up a Bonfire to his fortune Boats The wrongs he has receiv'd from that dull Countrey That 's all I know has purchas'd all his cruelty We fare the better cheerly cheerly boys The ship runs merrily my Captain 's melancholly And nothing cures that in him but a Sea-sight I hope to meet a sail-boy and a right one Gun That 's my hope too I am ready for the pastime Boats I' th' mean time let 's bestow a Song upon him To shake him from his dumps and bid good day to him Ho in the hold Enter a Boy Boy Here here Boats To th' Main top Boy And thou kenst a ship that dares defie us Here 's Gold Boy I am gone Exit Boy Boats Come sirs a quaint Levet Trump a Levet To waken our brave General Then to our labor Enter Duke of Sesse above and his daughter Martia like an Amazon Ses I thank you loving mates I thank you all There 's to prolong your mirth and good morrow to you Daugh. Take this from me you 're honest valiant friends And such we must make much of Not a sail stirring Gun Not any within ken yet Boats Without doubt Lady The wind standing so fair and full upon us We shall have sport anon But noble General Why are you still so sad you take our edge off You make us dull and spiritless Ses I 'll tell ye Because I will provoke you to be fortunate For when you know my
that you may think I have no snare 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 will 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 breast 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 will 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 baseness 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 villain Or a malicious wretch to you ungrateful To me beyond expression barbarous I more then hate him from you he deserves A death most horrid from me to dye 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 honor Jul. I scarce understand you And know I shall be most unapt to learn To hate the man I still must love and honor Mar. This foolish dotage in soft-hearted women Makes proud men insolent but take your way I 'll 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 joys 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 tast of his embraces 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 shall guard him Against thy malice Leave my house and quickly Thou wilt infect these innocent walls By virtue I will inform him of thy bloody purpose And turn it on thine own accursed head Believ 't I will Exit Juliana Mart. But 't is not in thy power To hinder what I have decreed against him I 'll set my self to sale and live a strumpet Forget my birth my father and his honor Rather then want an instrument to help me In my revenge The Captain of the guard Blest opportunity courts me Enter Ronvere Ron. Sad and troubled How brave her anger shews how it sets off Her natural beauty under what happy star Was Virolet born to be belov'd and sought to By two incomparable women noblest Lady I have heard your wrongs and pitty them and if The service of my life could give me hope To gain your favor I should be most proud To be commanded Mart. 'T is in you my Lord To make me your glad servant Ron. Name the means Mar. 'T is not preferment Jewels Gold or Courtship He that desires to reap the harvest of My youth and beauty must begin in blood And right my wrongs Ron. I apprehend you Madam And rest assured 't is done I am provided Of instruments to fit you To the King I 'll instantly present you if I fail He shall make good your ayms he 's less then man That to atchieve your favor would not do Deeds fiends would fear to put their agents to Exeunt Enter Virolet Reading Vir. Quod invitus facis non est scelus 'T is an axiome Now whether willingly I have departed With that I lov'd with that above her life Lov'd me again crownd me a happy husband Was full of children her afflictions That I begot that when our age must perish And all our painted frailties turn'd to ashes Then shall they stand and propogate our honors Whether this done and taking to protection A new strange beauty it was a useful one How to my lust if it be so I am sinful And guilty of that crime I would fling from me Was there not in it this fair course of virtue This pious course to save my friends my Countrey That even then had put on a mourning garment And wept the desolation of her children Her noblest children Did not she thrust me on And to my duty clapt the spur of honor Was there a way without this woman left me To bring 'em off the marrying of this woman If not why am I stung thus why tormented Or had there been a wild desire joyn'd with it How easily both these and all their beauties Might I have made mine own why am I toucht thus Having perform'd the great redemption Both of my friends and family fairly done it Without base and lascivious ends O Heaven Why am I still at War thus why this a mischief That honesty and honor had propounded I and absolv'd my tender will and chid me Nay then unwillingly flung me on Enter Juliana and the Boy Boy He 's here Madam This is the melancholly walk he lives in And chooses ever to increase his sadness Jul. Stand by Vir. 'T is she how I shake now and tremble The virtues of that mind are torments to me Jul. Sir if my hated face shall stir your anger Or this forbidden path I tread in vex you My love and fair obedience left behind me Your pardon asked I shall return and bless you Vir. Pray stay a little I delight to see you May not we yet though fortune have divided us And set an envious stop between our pleasures Look thus one at another sigh and weep thus And read in one anothers eyes the Legends And wonders of our old loves be not fearful Though you be now a Saint I may adore you May I not take this hand and on it sacrifice The sorrows of my heart white seal of virtue Jul. My Lord you wrong your wedlock Vir. Were she here And with her all severe eyes to behold us We might do this I might name Juliana And to the reverence of that name bow thus I might sigh Juliana she was mine once But I too weak a guard for that great treasure And whilst she has a name believe me Lady This
day than other the longer you live the older still Must his Majesty 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 believe your Majesty will not be long troubled with him I hope that woman has something to confess will hang them both Phil. Sirha you 'll pull your desteny 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 shameless 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 greatness grown ' Less 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 child 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 cruel 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 years Jul. Oh thou hast ta'n so many years from me And made me young as was her birth day to me Oh good my Liege give my joys a pardon I must go power a blessing on my child Which here would be too rude and troublesome Exit Phil. Franio you knew this before Bust Oh oh Item for you Miller Fra. I did my Liege I must confess I did And I confess I ne'r would have confess'd Had not that womans tongue begun to me We poor ones love and would have comforts Sir As well as great this is no strange sault Sir There 's many men keep other mens children As though they were their own Bust It may stretch farther yet I beseech you my Liege let this woman be a little farther examin'd let the words of her conscience be search'd I would know how she came by me I am a lost child if I be theirs though I have been brought up in a Mill yet I had ever a mind methought to be a greater man Phil. She will resolve you sure Gill. I I Boy thou art mine own flesh and blood Born of mine own body Bust 'T is very unlikely that such a body should bear me There 's no trust in these Millers Woman tell the truth my father shall forgive thee whatsoever he was were he Knight Squire or Captain less he should not be Gill. Thou art mine own child Boy Bust And was the Miller my Father Gill. Wouldst thou make thy Mother a whore Knave Bust I if she make me a Bastard The rack must make her confess my Lord I shall never come to know who I am else I have a worshipful mind in me sure methinks I do scorn poor folks Enter Otrante Florimel and Julio c. Phil. Here comes the brightest glory of the day Love yoak'd with love the best equality Without the level of estate or person Jul. You both shall be rewarded bountifully Wee 'll be-a kin too Brother and Sister Shall be chang'd with us ever Bust Thank you Unkle my sister is my cosen yet at the last cast Farewell sister foster If I had known the Civil Law would have allowed it thou hadst had another manner of Husband then thou hast but much good do thee I 'll dance at thy wedding kiss the Bride and so Jul. Why how now sirha Bust 'T is lawful now she 's none of my Sister It was a Miller and a Lord That had a scabbard and a sword He put it up in the Countrey word The Miller and his daughter She has a face and she can sing She has a Grace and she can spring She has a place with another thing Tradoodle Fra. A knavish Brother of yours my Lord. Bust Would I were acquainted with your Taylor Noble Brother Otr. You may there he is mine newly entertain'd Ver. If you have any work for me I can sit you Sir I sitted the Lady Bust My Sister Tailor what fits her will hardly fit me Ver. Who fits her may fit you Sir the Tailor can do both Bust You have a true yard Tailor Ver. Ne'r a whit too long I warrant you Bust Then Tailor march with me a way I scorn these robes I must be gay My noble Brother he shall pay Tom Tailor Exeunt Phil. Your recovered friendships are sound Gentlemen Bel. At heart at heart my Lord the worm shall not Beyond many ages find a breach to enter at Phil. These Lovers unities I will not doubt of How happy have you made our progress then To be the witness of such fair Accords Come now we 'll eat with you my Lord Otrante 'T is a charge sav'd you must not grudge your guest 'T is both my welcome and your Wedding-Feast Exeunt The Knight of Malta The Persons Represented in the Play Valetta The Grand Master of Malta Miranda An Italian Gentleman the Knight of Malta Two Knights of the Order Astorius Castriott Montferrat A Knight of the Order but a villain Gomera A deserving Spanish Gentleman Norandine A valiant merry Dane Commander in chief of the Gallies of Malta Collona alias Angelo A Captive redeemed from the Gallies and beloved of Miranda Rocca Servant and Instrument to Montferrat 2 Bishops Souldiers Corporal Prisoners 2 Marshals Doctor 1 Of the Esguard Servants WOMEN Oriana Sister to Valetta and Wife of Gomera Velleda Attendant on Oriana Zanthia alias Abdella a Moore Servant to Oriana Luscinda A beautiful Turkish Woman contracted to Angelo Prisoner to Miranda Two Gentlewomen The Scene Malta The principal Actors were Rich. Burbadge Nathan Field John Vnderwood Rich. Sharpe Henry Condel Robert Benfeild John Lowin Thomas Holcome Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Mountferrat Mount DAres she dispise me thus me that with spoil
Money again then good sweet Doctor Wilt thou have twenty shillings a day for vexing me Doct. That shall not serve ye Sir Drums afar off Nor. Than forty shall Sir A low March And that will make ye speak well hark the Drums Cast They begin to beat to th' field Oh noble Dane Never was such a stake I hope of innocence Plaid for in Malta and in bloud before Ast It makes us hang our heads all Nor. A bold villain If there be treason in it accuse poor Ladies And yet they may do mischief too I 'll be with ye If she be innocent I shall find it quickly And something then I 'll say Ast Come lean on us Sir Nor. I thank ye Gentlemen and Domine Doctor Pray bring a little sneezing powder in your pocket For fear I sound when I see my bloud Doct. You are pleasant Exeunt Scaena Quinta Enter two Marshals 1. Are the Combatants come in The Scaffold set out and the stairs 2 Yes 1 Make the field clear 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 Away I hear 'em come 1. Pray heaven she prosper Enter Valetta Norandine Astor Castriot c. Val. Give Captain Norandine a chair Nor. I thank your Lordship Val. Sit Sir and take your ease your hurts require it You come to see a womans cause decided 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. Pity it should be so And if your Lordship durst ask my opinion Sure I should answer no so much I honor her And answer 't with my life too But Gomera As a brave Gentleman the other valiant And if he be not good dogs gnaw his flesh off And one above 'em both will find the truth out He never fails Sir Val. That 's the hope rests with me Nor. How nature and his honor struggle in him A sweet clear noble Gentleman Within make room there Guard Make room there Val. Go up and what you have to say say there Enter Oriana Ladies Executioner Abdella and Guard Ori. Thus I ascend nearer I hope to heaven Nor doe I fear to tread this dark black Mansion The Image of my grave each foot we move Goes to it still each hour we leave behind us Knols sadly toward it My noble Brother For yet mine innocence dares call ye so And you the friends to virtue that come hither The Chorus to this Tragick Scaene behold me Behold me with your Justice not with Pity My cause was ne'r so poor to ask compassion Behold me in this spotless White I wear The Emblem of my life of all my actions So ye shall find my story though I perish Behold me in my Sex I am no Soldier Tâ—â—ler and full of fears our blushing Sex is Unhardned with relentless thoughts unhatcht With bloud and bloudy practice alas we tremble But when an angry dream afflicts our fancies Die with a tale well told had I been practis'd And known the way of mischief travell'd in it And given my bloud and honor 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 fair name ravish'd And hither brought to find my rest in ruine But he that knows 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. Oh that went deep farewel deer 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 Justice sit on your cause and heaven fight for ye Nor. Two of ye Gentlemen do me but the honor To lead me to her good my Lord your leave too Val. You have it Sir Nor. Give me your fair hands fearless As white as this I see your Innocence As spotless and as pure be not afraid Lady You are but here brought to your nobler fortune To add unto your life immortal story Vertue through hardest things arrives at happiness Shame follow that blunt sword that looses you And he that strikes against you I shall study A curse or two for him once more your fair hands I never brought ill luck yet be fearless happy Ori. I thank ye noble Captain Nor. So I leave ye Val. Call in the Knights severally Enter severally Gomera and Miranda Ori. But two words to my champion And then to heaven and him I give my cause up Val. Speak quickly and speak short Ori. I have not much Sir Noble Gomera from your own free virtue You have undertaken here a poor Maids honor And with the hazard of your life and happily You may suspect the cause though in your true worth You will not shew it therefore take this testimony And as I hope for happiness a true one And may it steel your heart and edge your good sword Ye fight for her as spotless of these mischiefs As heaven is of our sins or truth of errors And so defie that treacherous man and prosper Nor. Blessing o' thy heart Lady Val. Give the signal to ' em Low Alarms Nor. 'T is bravely fought Gomera follow that blow Well struck again boy look upon the Lady And gather spirit brave again lye close Lye close I say he fights aloft and strongly Close for thy life a vengeance o' that fell buffet Retire and gather breath ye have day enough Knights Look lovely on him Lady to 't again now Stand stand Gomera stand one blow for all now Gather thy strength together God bless the woman Why where 's thy noble heart heaven bless the Lady All. Oh oh Val. She is gone she is gone Nor. Now strike it Hold hold he yields hold thy brave sword he 's conquer'd He 's thine Gomera now be joyful Lady What could this thief have done had his cause been equal He made my heart-strings tremble Val. Off with his Caske there And Executioner take you his head next Abdel. Oh cursed fortune Gom. Stay I beseech ye Sir and this one honor Grant me I have deserv'd it that this villain May live one day to envy at my justice That he may pine and dye before the sword fall Viewing the glory I have won her goodness Val. He shall and you the harvest of your valour Shall
Nor. Speed ye then what mirth is this The Watches are not yet discharg'd I take it These are brave careless Rogues I 'll hear the Song out And then I 'll 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. Wat. 'T is a Bear broke loose pray call the Corporal 1. Wat. The Dutchmans huge fat Sow 2 Wat. I see her now and five fine pigs Nor. Owgh owgh Corp. Now what 's the matter 1 Wat. Here 's the great fat Sow Corporal The Dutchmans Sow and all the Pigs brave fat Pigs You have been wishing long she would break loose Nor. Owgh owgh Cor. 'T is she indeed there 's a white pig now sucking Look look do you see it Sirs 1 Wat. Yes very well Sir Cor. A notable fat whorson come two of ye Go down with me we 'll have a tickling breakfast 2 Wat. Let 's eat 'em at the Cross Cor. There 's the best liquor Nor. I 'll liquor some of ye ye lazie rogues Your minds are of nothing but eating ann swilling What a sweet Beast they have made of me a Sow Hogg upon hogg I hear 'em come Enter Cor. below and Watch. Cor. Go softly and fall upon 'em finely nimbly 1 Wat. Bless me Cor. Why what 's the matter 1 Wat. Oh the devil The devil as high as a Steeple 2 Wat. There he goes Corporal His feet are Cloven too Cor. Stand stand I say death how I shake Where be your Muskets 1 Wat. There 's no good of them Where be our Prayers man 2 Wat. Lord how he stalks speak to him Corporal Cor. Why what a devil art thou Nor. Owgh owgh Cor. A dumb devil The worst devil that could come a dumb devil Give me a Musket he gathers in to me I' th' name of speak what art thou speak devil Or I 'll put a plumb in your belly Nor. Owgh owgh owgh Cor. Fie fie in what a sweat I am Lord bless me My Musket's gone too I am not able to stir it Nor. Who goes there stand speak Corp. Sure I am inchanted Yet here 's my Halbert still nay who goes there Sir What have I lost my self what are ye Nor. The Guard Corp. Why what are we then he 's not half so long now Nor he has no tail at all I shake still damnably Nor. The word Corp. Have mercy on me what word does he mean Prethee devil if thou be'st the devil Do not make an Ass of me for I remember yet As well as I am here I am the Corporal I 'll lay my life on 't devil Nor. Thou art damn'd Corp. That 's all one but am not I the Corporal I would give a thousand pound to be resolv'd now Had not I Soldiers here Nor. No not a man Thou art debauch'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 Rascal You Corporal of a Watch. Cor. 'T is the Dane's voice you are no devil then Nor. No nor no Sow Sir Cor. Of that I am right glad Sir I was ne'r so frighted in my life as I am a Soldier Nor. Tall watchmen A guard for a Goose you sing away your Centuries A careful company let me out o' th' port here I was a little merry with your worships And keep your guards strong though the devil walk Hold there 's to bring ye into your wits again Goe off no more to hunt Pigs such another trick And you will hunt the gallows Cor. Pray Sir pardon us And let the devil come next I 'll make him stand Or make him stink Nor. Doe doe your duty truly Come let me out 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 Betraid his own cause yet to free himself He now ascribes the fault to me Roc. I know not What he hath done but what he now desires His Letters have inform'd 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 â—o better steel'd in my strong resoâ—utions Than he hath shown himself 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 would doe the devil would quake at But I 'll untie this Nuptial 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 Scorns fear and danger Enter Oriana and Velleda Roc. All this I will tell him Exit Rocca Ab. Do so farewel My Lady with my fellow So earnest in discourse what e'r it be I 'll second it Vel. He is such a noble Husband In every circumstance so truly loving That I might say and without flattery Madam The Sun sees not a Lady but your self That can deserve him Abd. Of all men I say That dare for 't is a desperate adventure Wear on their free necks the sweet yoak of woman For they that do repine are no true husbands Give me a Soldier Ori. Why are they more loving Than other men Abd. And love too with more judgement For but observe your Courtier is more curious To set himself forth richly than his Lady His baths perfumes nay paintings too more costly Than his frugality will allow to her His clothes as chargeable and grant him but A thing without a beard and he may pass At all times for a woman and with some Have better welcome Now your man of Lands For the most part is careful to manure them But leaves his Lady fallow your great Merchant Breaks oftner for the debt he owes his wife Than with his creditors and that 's the reason She looks elsewhere for payment Now your Soldier Vel. I marry do him right Abd. First who has one Has a perpetual guard upon her honor For while he wears a sword slander her self Dares not bark at it next she sits at home Like a great Queen and sends him forth to fetch in Her tribute from all parts which being brought home He laies it at her feet and seeks no further For his reward than what she may give freely And with delight too from her own Exchequer Which he finds ever open Ori. Be more modest Abd. Why we may speak of that we are glad to taste of Among our selves I mean Ori. Thou talkst of nothing Abd. Of nothing Madam You have found it something Or with the raising up this prettty mount here My Lord hath dealt with spirits Enter Gomera Ori. Two long
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 hear me curse my self or but behold The vengeance I will 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 soul I 'll let thee forth And so in death find ease and does my fault then Deserve no greater punishment no I 'll 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 tears be laught at And may mine enemies smile to hear me groane And dead may I be pitied of none Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Collonna and Lucinda Luc. Pray you Sir why was the Ordnance of the Fort. Discharg'd so sodainly Col. 'T was the Governors pleasure In honor of the Dane a custom us'd To speak a Soldiers welcome Luc. 'T is a fit one But is my Master here too Col. Three days 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 poor vice which only empty men Esteem a virtue Luc. What 's the reason then As you imagine Sir Col. Why I tell you You are a woman of a tempting beauty And he however virtuous as a man Subject to humane frailties and how far They may prevail upon him should he see you He is not ignorant and therefore chooses With care t' avoid the cause that may produce Some strange effect which will not well keep ranck With the rate temperature 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 if all those tears 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 tast of By 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 looseness Luc. Why I hope Sir My willingness to look on him to whom I owe my life and service is no proof 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 guess were I Miranda And therefore though I can yield little reason But in a general love to womens goodness Why I should be so tender of your honor I willingly would bestow some counsail of you And would you follow it Luc. Let me first hear 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 add by artificial dressings To native excellence yours without help But seen as it is now would make a Hermit Leaves his deaths head and change his after hopes Of endless 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 fair gifts or your minds It being laboured to so chast an end Will prove the fairest ornament Luc. To take from The workmanship of Heaven is an offence As great as to endeavor to add to it Of which I 'll not be guilty Chastity That lodges in deformity appears rather A mulct impos'd by nature than a blessing And 't is commendable only when it conquers Though nere so oft assaulted in resistance For me I 'll therefore so dispose my self That if I hold out it shall be with honor Or if I yield Miranda shall find 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 maintain That lust is lawful and the end and use Of their creation would I never had Hop'd better of her or could not believe Though seen the ruin I must ever grieve Exit Scaena Quarta Enter Miranda Norandine Servants with Lights Mir. I 'll see you in your chamber A Table nâ—â— two fiâ—â—s Nor. Pray ye no farther It is a ceremony I expect not I am no stranger here I know my lodging An have slept soundly there when the Turks Cannon Playd thick upon 't O 't was Royal Musick And to procure a sound sleep for a Souldier Worth forty of our Fiddles As you love me Press it no farther Mir. You will overcome Wait on him carefully Nor. I have took since supper A rouse or two too much and by It warms my blood Mir. You 'll sleep the better for 't Nor. on 't I should had but I a kind wench To pull my Boot-hose off and warm my night-cap There 's no charm like it I love old Adams way Give me a diligent Eve to wait towards bed-time Hang up your smooth chin page and now I think on 't Where is your Turkish Prisoner Mir. In the Castle But yet I never saw her Nor. Fie upon you See her for shame or hark ye if you would Perform the friends part to me the friends part It being a fashion of the last edition Far from panderism now send her to me You look strange on 't no entertainment 's perfect Without it on my word no livery like it There 's no suit got without it Gold is an ass to 't Mir. Go to bed to bed Nor. Well if she come I doubt not to convert her If not the sin lye on your head Good night Exit Nor. and Servants Enter Colonna and Lucinda Col. There you shall find him Lady you know what I have said And if you please you may make use Luc. No doubt Sir Gol. From hence I shall hear all Mir. Come hither young one Beshrew my heart a handsome wench come nearer A very handsome one do not you grieve Sweet You are a prisoner Luc. The loss of liberty No doubt Sir is a heavy and a sharp burden To them that feel it truely
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 Pearl fair and orient Able to equal Cleopatra's Banquet Here chains of lesser stones for Ladies lusters Ingotts of Gold Rings Brooches bars of Silver These are my studies to set off in sale well And not in sensual surfeits to consume 'em How rosts mine egg he heats apace I 'll turn him Penurio where you knave do you wait Penurio You lazie knave Pen. Did you call Sir Lop. Where 's your Mistriss What vanity holds her from her attendance Pen. The very sight of this egg has made him cockish What would a dozen butter'd do She is within Sir Lop. Within Sir at what thrif ye knave what getting Pen. Getting a good stomach Sir and 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 behind had she not yesternight sirrah Two Sprats to supper and the oil allowable Was she not sick with eating Hadst not thou Thou most ungrateful knave that nothing satisfies The water that I boil'd my other egg in To make thee hearty broth Pen 'T is true I had Sir But I might as soon make the Philosophers Stone on 't You gave it me in water and but for manners sake I could give it you again in wind it was so hearty I shall turn pissing-Conduit shortly my Mistriss comes Sir Enter Isabella Lop. Welcome my Dove Isab Pray ye keep your welcome to ye Unless it carries more than words to please me Is this the joy to be a Wife to bring with me Besides the nobleness of blood I spring from A full and able portion to maintain me Is this the happiness of youth and beauty The great content of being made a Mistriss 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 Alms-woman in such rayment Such poor unhandsome weeds am I old or ugly I never was bred thus and if your misery Will suffer wilful blindness to abuse me My patience shall be no Bawd to mine own ruine Pen. Tickle him Mistris to him Isab Had ye love in ye Or any part of man Pen. Follow that Mistriss Isab Or had humanity but ever known ye You would shame to use a woman of my way thus So poor and basely you are strangely 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 Mistriss 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 means chicken You know I love ye fie take no example By those young gadding Dames you are noted virtuous That stick their Husbands wealth in trifles on 'em And point 'em but the way to their own miseries I am not jealous kiss me I am not And for your Diet 't is to keep you healthful Surfeits destroy more than the sword that I am careful Your meat should be both neat and cleanly handled See Sweet I am Cook my self and mine own Cater Pen. A of that Cook cannot lick his fingers Lop. I 'll add another dish you shall have Milk 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 self and me Not wandring after every toy comes cross ye Nor struck with every spleen what 's the knave doing Penuria Pen. Hunting Sir for a second course of Flies here They are rare new Sallads Lop For certain Isabella This ravening fellow has a Wolf in 's fellow Untemperate knave will nothing quench thy appetite I saw him eat two Apples which is monstrous Pen. If you had given me those 't had been more monstro◠Lop. 'T is a main miracle to feed this villain Come Isabella let us in to supper And think the Roman dainties at our Table 'T is all but thought Exeunt Pen. Would all my thoughts would do it The Devil should think of purchasing that Egg-shell To victual out a Witch for the Burmoothes 'T is Treason to any good stomach living now To hear a tedious Grace said and no meat to 't I have a Radish yet but that 's but transitory Exit Scaena Tertia Enter Soto Soto Can any living man unless a Rascal That neither knows himself nor a fashion'd Gentleman Take me for a worse man than my Master now I am naturally proud in these clothes 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 lies most pittifully complaining Wringing and kicking up to th' ears in love yonder And such a lamentable noise he keeps it kills me I have got his cloaths and if I can get to her By hook or crook here such a song I 'll 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 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 aim finely now like a good Gunner 〈◊〉 may prove but a whipping Enter Silvio Sil. I saw some body Pass by me now and though it were dark me-thought yet ◠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 villain Scandal 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 Cudgel Sil. Thy faul'ts forgive O Heaven farewel thou traitor Soto I am slain I am slain Sil. He 's down and dead dead certain 'T was too rash too full of spleen stark dead This is no place now to repent in only Would I had given this hand that shot the Pistol I had miss'd thee and thou wer 't once more Claudio Exit Enter Claudio Cla. Why should I love thus foolishly thus desperately And give away my heart where no hope 's left me Why should not the true counsel of a friend restrain me The Devils mouth I run into affright me The honor of the Lady charm my wildness I have no power no Being of my self No reason strong enough now left within me To bind my Will Oh Love thou god or devil Or what thou art that playes the
'T is a folly And you will find it so to clap the curb on E're you be sure it proves a natural wildness And not a forc'd Give her conditions For on my life this trick is put into her Petron. I should believe so too Soph. And not her own Tra. You 'll find it so Soph. Then if she flownder with you Clap spurs on and in this you 'll deal with temperance Avoid the hurry of the world Tra. And loose Musick above Mor. No honor on my life Sir Petru. I will do it Petron. It seems they are very merry Enter Jaques Petru. Why Heaven hold it Mor. Now Jaques Jaq. They are i' th' flaunt Sir Soph. Yes we hear ' em Jaq. They have got a stick of Fiddles and they firk it In wondrous ways the two grand Capitano's They brought the Auxiliary Regiments Dance with their coats tuckt up to their bare breeches And bid the Kingdom kiss 'em that 's the burden They have got Metheglin and audacious Ale And talk like Tyrants Petron. How knowest thou Jaq. I peept in At a loose Lansket SONG A Health for all this day To the woman that bears the sway And wears the breeches Let it come let it come Let this health be a Seal For the good of the Common-weal the woman shall wear the breeches Let 's drink then and laugh it And merrily merrily quaff it And tipple and tipple a round here 's to thy fool and to my fool Come to all fools though it cost us wench many a pound Tra. Hark Petro. A Song pray silence All the Women above Citizens and Countrey women Mâ—r. 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 drank hard mark her Hood Cun. You are Soph. Learnedly drunk I 'll 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 comly and courageous Petru. Well I have so Cun. And to the comfort of distressed damsels Women 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 Mistriss Cit. Forward Sister Petru. Do you mean to treat of all these Cit. Who shall let her Petro. Do you hear Velvet hood we come not now To hear your doctrine Cun. For the first I take it â—t doth divide it self into seven branches Petru. Hark you good Maria Have you got a Catechiser here Tra. Good zeal Soph. Good three pil'd predication will you peace And hear the cause we come for Cun. Yes bob-tails 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. Swear forward Sister Cit. By all that 's cordial in this place we 'll bury Our bones fames tongues our triumphs and all That ever yet was chronicl'd of woman But this brave wench this excellent despiser This bane of dull obedience shall inherit His liberal Will and march off with conditions Noble and worth her self Cun. She shall Tom Tilers And brave ones too my Hood shall make a Hearse-cloth And I 'll lie under it like Jone o' Gaunt E'r I go less my Distaff stuck up by me For the eternal Trophy 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 Arms in rescue of this Lady Most just and Noble if ye beat us off Without conditions and we recant â—se us as we deserve and first degrade us â—f all our antient chambring next that The Symbols of our secresie silk Stockings Hew of our heels our petticoats of Arms Tear off our bodies and our Bodkins break 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 return again Into our former titles Dary-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. Hear 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 the goodness of a woman Will come together Petron. Are you there sweet Lady Liv. Cry you mercy Sir I saw you not your blessing Petron. Yes when I bless a jade that stumbles with me How are the Articles Liv. This is for you Sir And I shall think upon 't Mor. You have us'd me finely Liv. There 's no other use of thee now extant But to be hung up Cassock Cap and all For some strange monster at Apothecaries Petron. I hear you whore Liv. It must be his then Sir For need will then compel me Cit. Blessing on thee Petron. There 's no talking to 'em How are they Sir Petru. As I expected Liberty and clothes Reads When and in what way she will continual moneys Company and all the house at her dispose No tongue to say why is this or whether will it New Coaches and some buildings she appoints here Hangings and Hunting-horses and for Plate And Jewels for her private use I take it Two thousand pound in present then for Musick And women to read French Petron. This must not be Petru. And at the latter end a clause put in That Livia shall by no man be importun'd This whole month yet to marry Petron. This is monstrous Petru. This shall be done I 'll humor her awhile If nothing but repentance and undoing Can win her love I 'll make a shift for one Soph. When ye are once a bed all these conditions Lie under your own seal Mar. Do you like ' em Petru. Yes And by that faith I gave you 'fore the Priest I 'll ratifie ' em Cun. Stay what pledges Mar. No I 'll take that oath But have a care you keep it Cit. 'T is not now As when Andrea liv'd Cun. If you do juggle Or alter but a Letter of these Articles We have set down the self-same persecution Mar. Mistrust him not Petru. By all my honesty Mar. Enough I yield Petron. What 's this Inserted here Soph. That the two valiant women that commanded here Shall have a Supper made 'em and a large one And liberal entertainment without grudging And pay for all
travel Enter Rowland Livia Byancha and Tranio Petro. What have we here Row Another Morris Sir That you must pipe too Tra. A poor 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 confirm the bargain Petron. My hand Mor. Or mine Bya. You 'll find it so Petro. A trick By a trick Bya. Yes Sir we trickt ye Liv. Father Petro. Hast thou lain with him speak Liv. Yes truly Sir Petro. And hast thou done the deed boy Row I have Sir That that will serve the turn I think Petru. A match then I 'll be the maker up of this Moroso There 's now no remedy you see be willing Mor be or be not he must have the wench Mor. Since I am over-reach'd let 's into dinner And if I can I 'll drink 't away Tra. That 's well said Petro. Well sirrah you have plaid a trick look to 't And let me be a Grandsire within 's twelve-month Or by this hand I 'll curtail half your fortunes Row There shall not want my labour Sir your money Here 's one has undertaken Tra. Well I 'll trust her And glad I have so good a pawn Row I 'll watch ye Petru. Let 's in and drink of all hands and be jovial 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 EPILOGUE THe Tamer 's tam'd but so as nor the men Can find one just cause to complain of when They fitly do consider in their lives They should not reign as Tyrants o'er 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 laid and grounded may deserve applause We something more than hope our honest ends Will keep the Men and Women too our friends THE ISLAND PRINCESS A Tragi-Comedy The Persons represented in the Play King of Sidore an Island Suitors to the Princess Quisara King of Bakam King of Siana Governor of Terna an Issand An ill man Ruy Dias a Captain of Portugal also suitor to the Prin. Piniero Nephew to Ruy Dias a merry Captain Soldiers and Friends to Piniero Christophero Pedro Armusia a noble daring Portugueze in love with the Princess companions to Armusia and his valiant followers Soza Emanuel Keeper Moors Guard Captain Citizens Townsmen Women Quisara the Island Princess Sister to the King of Sidore Quisaâ—a Aunt to the Princess Panura Waiting-woman to the Princess Quisara Citizens wives The Scene India The Principal Actors were John Lowin John Vnderwood William Eglestone Rich. Sharpe Joseph Tailor Robert Benfield George Birch Tho. Polard Actus Primus Scaena Prima A Bell Rings Enter Pymero Christophero and Pedro. Pymero. OPen the Ports and see the Watch reliev'd And let the guards be careful of their business Their vigilant eyes fixt on these Islanders They are false and desperate people when they find The least occasion open to encouragement Cruel and crafty souls believe me Gentlemen Their late attempt which is too fresh amongst us In which against all arms and honesty The Governor of Ternata made surprize Of our Confederate the King of Tidore As for his recreation he was rowing Between both Lands bids us be wise and circumspect Chr. It was a mischief suddenly imagin'd And as soon done that Governor 's a fierce knave Unfaithful as he is fierce too there 's no-trusting But I wonder much how such poor and base pleasures As tugging at an Oar or skill in Steerage Should become Princes Py. Base breedings love base pleasure They take as much delight in a Baratto A little scurvy boat to row her tightly And have the Art to turn and wind her nimbly Think it as noble too though it be slavish And a dull labour that declines a Gentleman As we Portugals or the Spaniards do in riding In managing a great horse which is princely The French in Courtship or the dancing English In carrying a fair presence Ped. He was strangely taken But where no faith is there 's no trust he has paid for 't His Sister yet the fair and great Quisara Has shew'd a noble mind and much love in 't To her afflicted brother and the nobler still it appears And seasons of more tenderness because his ruin stiles her absolute And his imprisonment adds to her profit Feeling all this which makes all men admire her The warm beams of this fortune that fall on her Yet has she made divers and noble Treaties And propositions for her brothers freedom If wealth or honor Py. Peace peace you are fool'd Sir Things of these natures have strange outsides Pedro And cunning shadows set'em far from us Draw 'em but near they are gross and they abuse us They that observe her close shall find her nature Which I doubt mainly will not prove so excellent She is a Princess and she must be fair That 's the prerogative of being Royal Let her want eyes and nose she must be beauteous And she must know it too and the use of it And people must believe it they are damn'd else Why all our neighbor Princes are mad for her Chr. Is she not fair then Py. But her hopes are fairer And there 's a haughty Master the King of Bakan That lofty Sir that speaks far more and louder In his own commendations than a Cannon He is strucken dumb with her Ped. Beshrew me she is a sweet one Py. And there 's that hopeful man of Syana That sprightly fellow he that 's wise and temperate He is a Lover too Chr. Wou'd I were worth her looking For by my life I hold her a compleat one The very Sun I think affects her sweetness And dares not as he does to all else dye it Into his tauny Livery Py. She dares not see him But keeps her self at distance from his kisses And her complexion in a Case let him but like it A week or two or three she would look like a Lion But the main sport on 't is or rather wonder The Governor of Ternata her mortal enemy He that has catcht her brother King is struck too And is arriv'd under safe conduct also And hostages of worth delivered for him And he brought a Letter from his prisoner Whether compell'd or willingly delivered From the poor King or what else dare be in 't Chr. So it be honourable any thing 't is all one For I dare think she 'll do the best Py. 'T is certain He has admittance and sollicites hourly Now if he have the trick Ped. What trick Py. The true one To take her too if he be but skill'd in Bat-fowling And lime his bush right Chr. I 'll be hang'd when that hits For 't is not a compell'd or forc'd affection That must take her I guess her stout and virtuous But where 's your Uncle Sir our
knew your valour And love to me Py. 'T was not a fair thing Uncle It shew'd not handsome carried no man in it Ruy. I must confess 't was ill and I abhor it Only this good has risen from this evil I have tried your honesty and find proof A constancy that will not be corrupted And I much honor it Py. This Bell sounds better Ruy. My anger now and that disgrace I have suffer'd Shall be more manly vented and wip'd off And my sick honor cur'd the right and straight way My Sword 's in my hand now Nephew my cause upon it And man to man one valour to another My hope to his Py. Why this is like Ruy Dias This carries something of some substance in it Some mettle and some man this sounds a Gentleman And now methinks ye utter what becomes ye To kill men scurvily 't is such a dog-trick Such a Rat-catchers occupation Ru. It is no better But Pyniero now Py. Now you do bravely Ru. The difference of our States flung by forgotten The full opinion I have won in service And such respects that may not shew us equal Laid handsomly aside only our fortunes And single manhoods Py. In a service Sir Of this most noble nature all I am If I had ten lives more those and my fortunes Are ready for ye I had thought ye had for sworn fighting Or banish'd those brave thoughts were wont to wait upon you I am glad to see 'em call'd home agen Ruy. They are Nephew And thou shalt see what fire they carry in them Here you guess what this means Shews a challenge Py. Yes very well Sir A portion of Scripture that puzles many an interpreter Ruy. As soon as you can find him Py. That will not be long Uncle And o' my conscience he 'll be ready as quickly Ruy. I make no doubt good Nephew carry it so If you can possible that we may fight Py. Nay you shall fight assure your self Ru. Pray ye hear me In some such place where it may be possible The Princess 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 work that handsomly Py. Let me alone and pray be you prepar'd Some three hours hence Ruy. I will not fail 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 quickly I warrant I 'll bring him on Ruy. Farewel Nephew And when we meet again Py. I I fight handsomly Take a good draught or two of Wine to settle ye 'T is an excellent armour for an ill conscience Uncle I am glad to see this mans conversion I was afraid fair honor had been bed-rid Or beaten out o' th' Island soldiers and good ones Intended such base courses he will fight now And I believe too bravely I have seen him Curry a fellows carkasse handsomely And in the head of a troop stand as if he had been rooted there Dealing large doles of death what a rascal was I I did not see his Will drawn What does she here Enter Quisara If there be any mischief towards a woman makes one still Now what new business is for me Quisar I was sending for ye But since we have met so fair You have sav'd that labour I must intreat you Sir Py. Any thing Madam Your Wils are my Commands Quisar Y' are nobly courteous Upon my better thoughts Signior 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 asham'd of my share in 't Nor be incited farther by your Uncle 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 Good Sir desist Py. You speak now like a woman And wondrous well this tenderness becomes ye But this you must remember your command Was laid on with a kiss and seriously It must be taken off the same way Madam Or I stand bound still Quisar That shall not endanger ye Look ye fair Sir thus I take off that duty Py. By th' mass 't was soft and sweet Some bloods would bound now And run a tilt do not you think bright beauty You have done me in this kiss a mighty favour And that Island bound by virtue of this honor To do what ever you command me Quisar I think Sir From me these are unusual courtefies And ought to be respected so there are some And men of no mean rank would hold themselves Not poorly blest to taste of such a bounty Py. I know there are that wou'd do many unjust things For such a kiss and yet I hold this modest All villanies body and soul dispense with For such a provocation kill their kindred Demolish the fair credits of their Parents Those kisses I am not acquainted with most certain Madam The appurtenance of this kiss wou'd not provoke me To do a mischief 't is the devils own dance To be kiss'd into cruelty Quisar I am glad you make that use Sir Py. I am gladder That you made me believe you were cruel 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 â—f 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 thank ye Lady And I shall study to confirm it Quisar Do Sir For this time and this present cause I allow it Most holy Sir Enter Governor Quisana and Panura Gov. Bless ye my Royal Daughter And in you bless this Island Heaven Quisar Good Aunt What think ye of this man Quisan Sure h' is a wise man And a Religious he tells us things have hapened So many years ago almost forgotten As readily as if they were done this hour Quisar Does he not meet with your sharp tongue Pan. He tells me Madam Marriage and mouldy Cheese will make me tamer Gov. A stubborn keeper and worse fare An open stable and cold care Will tame a Jade may be your snare Pan. Bi r Lady a sharp prophet when this proves good I 'll bequeath you a skin to make ye a Hood Gov. Lady I would talk with you Quisar Do reverend Sir Gov. And for your good for that that must concern ye And give ear wisely to me Quisar I shall father Gov. You are a Princess of that excellence â—â—etness and grace that Angel-like fair feature Nay do not blush I do
Man had a Boy as I am Curstend Whore would have run through a Cat hole he would have boulted such a piece of Linen in an evening Tinck. Well we will have a Boy prethee le ts go I am vengeance cold I tell thee Dorothy I 'll be hang'd before I stir without some purchase by these ten bones I 'll turn she-ape and untile a house but I 'll have it it may be I have a humor to be hang'd I cannot tell Enter Viola Tinck. Peace you flead Whore thou hast a mouth like a Bloodhound here comes a night-shade Dorit. A Gentlewoman Whore by this darkness I 'll case her to the skin Tinck. Peace I say Viola What fear have I endur'd this dismal night And what disgrace if I were seen and known In which this darkness onely is my friend That onely has undone me a thousand curses Light on my easie foolish childish love That durst so lightly lay a confidence Upon a Man so many being false My weariness and weeping makes me sleepy I must lie down Tinck. What 's this a Prayer or a Homily or a Ballad of good councel she has a Gown I am sure Dor. Knock out her brains and then shee 'll nee'r bite Tinck. Yes I will knock her but not yet you woman Viol. For Gods sake what are you Tinck. One of the groomes of your wardrobe come uncase uncase by r Lady a good Kersey Vio. Pray do not hurt me Sir Dor. Let 's have no pitty for if you do here 's that shall cut your whistle Viol. Alas what would you have I am as miserable as you can make me any way Dor. That shall be try'd Vio. Here take my Gown if that will do you pleasure Tink Yes marry will it look in the Pockets Doll there may be birds Dor. They are flown a pox go with them I 'll have this Hat and this Ruffe too I like it now will 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 with you Tin Could you so a pretty young round wench well bloudded I am for her Theeves Dor. But by this I am not coole your Codpiece Rogue or I 'll clap a spell upon 't shall take your edge off with a very vengeance Tin Peace horse-flesh peace I 'll cast off my Amazon she has walk'd too long and is indeed notorious shee 'll fight and scould and drink like one of the worthies Dort Uds pretious you young contagious Whore must you be ticing and Is your flesh so wranck Sir that two may live upon 't I am glad to hear your Cortalls grown so lusty he was dry founder'd t'other day wehee my pamper'd Jade of Asia Vio. Good Woman do not hurt me I am sorry that I have given any cause of anger Dor. Either bind her quickly and come away or by this steel I 'll tell thee though I truss for company now could I eate her broyl'd 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 Dorothy Dor. If I have it not and presently warm I lose that I go withal Tin Wood the Devil 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 switch up 't will be a black time with you else sheth your bung Whore Dor. Will you bind her we shall stand here prating and be hang'd both Tin Come I must bind you not a word no crying Vio. Do what you will indeed I will not cry Tin Hurt her not if thou dost by Ale and Beer I 'll clout thy old bald brain pan with a piece of Brass you Bitch incarnate Exeunt Tinker and Dorothy Viola O Heaven to what am I reserv'd that knew not Through all my childish hours and actions More sin than poor imagination And too much loving of a faithless Man For which I 'm paid and so that not the day That now is rising to protect the harmless And give the innocent a sanctuary From theeves and spoilers can deliver me From shame at leaâ—t suspition Enter Valerio Val. Sirrah lead down the horses easily I 'll walke a foot till I be down the hill 't is very early I shall reach home betimes How now whose there Vio. Night that was ever friend to Lovers yet Has rais'd some weary Soul 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 evil as you shew Help a poor Maid that this night by bad fortune Has been thus us'd by Robbers Val. A pox upon his heart that would not help thee this Thief was half a Lawyer by his bands How long have you been tyed here Viol. Alas this hour and with cold and fear am almost perisht Val. Where were the watch the while good sober Gent. â—hey were like careful members of the City drawing in diligent Ale and singing catches while Mr. Constable contriv'd the Tosts these fellows would be more severely punisht than wandring Gipsies that every statute whips for â—f they had every one two eyes a piece more three pots would put them out Viol. I cannot tell I found no Christian to give me succor Val. When they take a Thief I 'll take Ostend agen the â—horsons drink Opium in their Ale and then they sleep like â—ops as for their bills they only serve to reach down Baâ—on to make Rashers on now let me know whom I have â—one this courtesie too that I may thank 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 â—riend or something that must own you shee 's a handsome â—oung Wench What Rogues were these to Rob â—er Vio. Sir you see all I dare reveale And as you are a Gentleman press me no further For there begins a grief whose bitterness Will break a stronger heart than I have in me â—nd 't will but make you heavy with the hearing For your own goodness sake desire it not Val. If you would not have me enquire that How do you live then Viol. How I have liv'd is still one question Which must not be resolv'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 i'faith I 'll do you any good lies in my power she has an eye would raise a bedrid man come leave your fear and tell me that 's a good Wench Viol. Sir I would serve Val. Who would'st thou serve do not weep and tell me Viol. Faith Sir even some good woman and such a wife if you be married I do imagine yours Val. Alas thou art young and tender let me see thy
chuse but in the starching to clap it often between her hands and so she gives a great liking and applause to my Present whereas if I should send a Puppy she ever calls it to her with hist hiss hiss which is a fearful disgrace he drew the device from a Play at the Bull tother day Nee. I marry Sir this was a rich conceit indeed Clow. And far fetch'd therefore good for you Lady Guard How now which way look you Bird Cun. At the Fool Bird shall I not look at the Fool Guard At the Fool and I here what need that pray look this way Nee. I 'll fit him aptly either I 'll awake His wits if he have any or force him To appear as yet I cannot think him Without any Sirrah tell me one thing true That I shall aske you now Was this device Your Masters own I doubt his wit in it He 's not so ingenuous Clow. His own I assure you Madam Nee. Nay you must not lye Clow. Not with a Lady I 'd rather lye with you than lie with my Master by your leave in such a case as this Guard Yet agen your eye Cun. The fool makes mirth i'faith I would hear some Guard Come you shall hear none but me Nee. Come hither friend nay come nearer me did Thy Master send thee to me he may be wise But did not shew it much in that men sometimes May wrong themselves unawares when they least think on 't Was Vulcan ever so unwise to send Mars To be his spokesman when he went a wooing Send thee hey-ho a pretty rowling eye Clow. I can turn vp the white and the black too and need be forsooth Neec. Why here 's an amorus nose You see the worst of my nose forsooth Nee. A cheek how I could put it now in dalliance A pair of Lips oh that we were uney'd I could suck Sugar from 'em what a beard 's here When will the Knight thy Master have such a Stamp of man-hood on his face nay do not blush Clow. 'T is nothing but my flesh and blood that rises so Cun. ' Death she courts the fool Guard Away away 't is sport do not mind it Nee. Give me thy hand come be familiar Here 's a promising palm what a soft Handful of pleasure 's here here 's Down compar'd With Flocks and quilted Straw thy Knights fingers Are lean mattrice rubbers to these Feathers I prethee let me lean my cheek upon 't What a soft pillow 's here Clow. Hum umh hu hum Neece Why there 's a courage in that lively passion Measure thee all o'r there 's not a limb But has his full proportion it is my voice There 's no compare betwixt the Knight and thee The goodlier man behalf at once now I see thee all over Clow. If you had seen me swim t'other day on my back you would have sed you had seen there was two Chamber-maids that saw me and my legs by chance were tangled in the flags and when they saw how I was hang'd they cryed out Oh help the man for fear he be drown'd Neec. They could do no less in pity come thine arm we 'll walk together Cun. Blindness of Love and Women why she dotes upon the fool Guard What 's that to you mind her not Cun. Away you Burr Guard How 's that Cun. Hang of Fleshook fasten thine itchy claspe On some dry Toad-stool that will kindle with thee And burn together Guard Oh abominable Why do you not love me Cun. No never did I took thee down a little way to Enforce a Vomit from my offended stomach Now thou' rt up agen I loath thee filthily Guard Oh villain Cun. Why dost thou not see a sight Would make a man abiure the sight of Women Neece Ha ha ha he 's vext ha ha ha Clow. Ha ha ha Neece Why dost thou laugh Clow. Because thou laugh'st nothing else i'faith Cun. She has but mockt my folly else she finds not The bosome of my purpose some other way Must make me know I 'll try her and may chance quit The fine dexterity of her Lady-wit Exit Neec. Yes introth I laught to think of thy Master Now what he would think if he knew this Clow. By my troth I laugh at him too faith sirrah he 's but a fool to say the truth though I say 't that should not say 't Neece Yes thou shouldst say truth and I believe thee Well for this time we 'll part you perceive something Our tongues betray our hearts there 's our weakness But pray be silent Clow. As Mouse in Cheese or Goose in Hay i'faith Neece Look we are cut off there 's my hand where my Lips would be Clow. I 'll wink and think 'em thy Lips farewel Exit Neece Now Guardianess I need not ask where you have been Guard Oh Lady never was woman so abus'd Enter Clown Clow. Dost thou hear Lady sweet-heart I had forgot to tell thee if you will I will come back in the evening Neece By no means 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 'll 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 Neece These are things I dare not venture 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 Neece By no means pray you go now we are suspected Clow. For the things that are past let us use our secrets Neece Now I 'll make a firm trial of your love As you love me not a word more at this time Not a syllable 't is the seal of love take heed Clow. Hum hum hum hum He humhs loath to depart Exit Clown Neece So this pleasant trouble 's gone now Guardianess What your eyes easing your heart the cause woman Guard The cause is false man Madam oh Lady I have been gull'd in a shining Carbuncle A very Glo-worm that I thought had fire in 't And 't is as cold as Ice Neece And justly serv'd Wouldst thou once think that such an early spring Would dote upon thine Autumn Guard Oh had you heard him but protest Neece I would not have believ'd him Thou might'st have perceiv'd how I mock'd thy folly In wanton imitation with the Fool Go weep the sin of thy credulity Not of thy loss for it was never thine And it is gain to miss 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 Guard Indeed he call'd me Bird. Neece Yet thou perceiv'st not It is your Neece he loves wouldst thou be made A stalking Jade 't is she examine it I 'll hurry all awry and tread my path
Over unbeaten grounds go level to the mark Not by circular bouts rare things are pleasing And rare 's but seldom in the simple sence But has her Emphasis with eminence Exit Guard My Neece she the rival of my abuse My flesh and blood wrong me I 'll Aunt her for 't Enter Mirabel Oh opportunity thou blessest me Now Gentlewoman are you parted so soon Where 's your friend I pray your Cuningam Mir. What say you Aunt Guard Come come your Cuningame I am not blind with age yet nor deaf Mir. Dumb I am sure you are not what all you Aunt Are you not well Guard No nor sick nor mad nor in my wits nor sleeping nor waking nor nothing nor any thing I know not what I am nor what I am not Mir. Mercy cover us what do you mean Aunt Guard I mean to be reveng'd Mir. On whom Guard On thee Baggage Mir. Revenge should follow injury Which never reacht so far as thought in me Towards you Aunt Guard Your cunning minion Nor your Cuningame can either blind me The gentle Beggar loves you Mir. Beseech you Let me stay your error I begin to hear And shake off my amazement if you think That ever any passage treating love Hath been betwixt us yet commenc'd 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 farewel with the commixed hands Nay but the least thought of the least of these In troth you wrong your bosom by that truth Which I think yet you durst be bail for in me If it were offer'd ye I am as free As all this protestation Guard May I believe this Mir. If ever you 'll believe truth why I thought he had spoke love to you and if his heart prompted his tongue sure I did hear so much Guard Oh falsest man Ixion's plague fell on me Never by woman such a masculine cloud So airy and so subtle was embrac'd Mir. By no cause in me by my life dear Aunt Guard I believe you then help in my revenge And you shall do 't or lose my love for ever I 'll have him quitted at his equal 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 th' amorous gills Think on my vengeance choak up his desires Then let his banquetings be Tantalisme Let thy disdain spurn the dissembler out Oh I should climb my Stars and sit above To see him burn 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 Guard Thou 'lt undertak 't Mir. Yes let the success commend it self hereafter Guard Effect it Girl my substance is thy store Nothing but want of Will makes woman poor Exeunt Enter Sir Gregory and Clown Sir Greg. Why Pompey thou art not stark mad art thou Wilt thou not tell me how my Lady does 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 receiv'd first there is your Indenture now go seek you a servant secondly you are a Knight thirdly and lastly I am mine own man and fourthly fare you well Sir Greg. Why Pompey prethee let me speak with thee I 'll lay my life some hare 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 fair Lady a sweet Lady an honest and a virtuous 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 says so Pompey Clow. Whatsoever things have past between the Lady and the other party whom I will not name at this time I say she is virtuous and honest and I will maintain it as long as I can maintain my self with bread and water Sir Greg. Why I know no body thinks otherwise Clow. Any man that does but think it in my hearing I will make him think on 't while he has a thought in his bosom 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 does by day or by night by light or by darkness with cut and long tail Sir Greg. Why I say she is honest Clow. Is she honest in what sense do you say she is honest Knight Sir Greg. If I could not find in my heart to throw my dagger at thy head hilts and all I 'm an ass and no Gentleman Clow. Throw your Dagger at me do not Knight I give you fair warning 't is but cast away if you do for you shall have no other words of me the Lady is an honest Lady whatsoever reports may go of sports and toys and thoughts and words and deeds betwixt her and the party which I will not name this I give you to understand That another man may have as good an eye as amorous a nose as fair a stampt beard and be as proper a man as a Knight I name no parties a Servingman may be as good as a Sir a Pompey as a Gregory a Doodle as a Fop so Servingman Pompey Doodle may be respected as well with Ladies though I name no parties as Sir Gregory Fop so farewell Exit Sir Greg. If the fellow be not out of his wits then will I never have any more wit while I live either the sight of the Lady has gaster'd him or else he 's drunk or else he walks in his sleep or else's a fool or a knave or both one of the three I 'm sure 't is yet now I think on 't she has not us'd me so kindly as her Uncle promis'd me she should but that 's all one he says I shall have her and I dare take his word for the best worse I have and that 's a weightier thing than a Lady I 'm sure on 't Exit Enter Lady Ruinous as a man Witty-Pate Sir Ruinous Priscian and Master Credulous binding and robbing her and in Scarfs Credulous finds the bag Lady Ruin Nay I am your own 't is in your pleasure How you 'll deal with me yet I would intreat You will not make that which is bad enough Worse than it need be by a second ill When it can render you no second profit If it be coin you seek you have your prey All my store I vow and it weighs a hundred My life or any hurt you give my body Can inrich you no
Sir whom should he believe Old K. Good'en to you good Mr. Cosin Cuningam And your fair Bride my Cosin Cuningam too And how do you Sir Gregory with your fair Lady Sir Greg. A little better than you would have had me I thank you Sir the days of Puppy and Slave and Rascal are pretty well blown over now I know Crabs from Verjuyce I have tryed both and thou'dst give me thy Neece for nothing I 'd not have her Cun. I think so Sir Gregory for my sake you would not Sir Gr. I wou'd thou hadst scap'd her too and then she had died of the Green sickness know this that I did marry in spight and I will kiss 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 Nee. How spightful are you now Sir Gregory Why look you I can love my dearest Husband With all the honors duties sweet embraces That can be thrown upon a loving man Sir Gr. This is afore your Uncles face but behind his back in private you 'll 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 you were wont to love the Play Enter Clown Old K. Let me alone in my muse a little Sir I will wa to you anon Cun. U'd so your friend Pompey how will you answer him Nee. Very well if you'â— but second it and help me Clow. I do hear strange stories are Ladies things obnoxious Nee. Oh the dissembling falsest wretch is come Cun. How now Lady Nee. Let me come to him and instead of love Let me have revenge Witty Pray you now will you first examine whether he be guilty or no. Nee. He cannot be excus'd How many Messengers thou perjur'd man Hast thou return'd with Vows and Oaths that thou Wouldst follow and never till this unhappy hour Could I set eye of thee since thy false eye Drew my heart to it oh I could tear thee now Instead 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 Nee. Did not I send thee Scarfs and Diamonds And thou return'dst me Letters one with a false heart in 't Witty Oh fie to receive favours return falshoods and hold a Lady in hand Claw Will you believe me Sir if ever I receiv'd Diamonds or Scarf or sent any Letter to her would this sword might ne'er go through me Witty Some bad Messengers have gone between you then Nee. Take him from my sight if I shall see to morrow Witty Pray you forbear the place this discontent may impair her health much Clow. ' Foot if a man had been in any fault 't would ne'er a griev'd him Sir if you 'll believe 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 self it is to be fear'd Against her Uncles Will nay any consent But out of a mere neglâ—â—â— and spighâ— to her self Married suddainly without any advice Clow. Why who can help it if she be cast awâ—◠〈…〉 thank her self she might have gone â—â—rther an◠〈◊〉 worse I could do no more than I 〈◊〉 for 't was 〈◊〉 own pleasure to command me that I should not come till I was sent for I had been with her every minute of aâ— hour 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 'd say if she would see me hang'd if she be cast away I cannot help it she might have stay'd to have spoke with a man Witty Well 't was a hard miss on both parts Clow. So 't was I was within one of her for all this cross luck I was sure I was between the Knight and home Nee. Not gone yet oh my heart none regard my health Witty Good Sir forbear her sight awhile you hear how ill she brooks it Clow. Foolish woman to overthrow her fortunes so I shall think 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 knows what love and conceit may do what would people say as I go along there goes he that the Lady died for love on I am sure to hear on 't i' th' streets I shall weep before hand foolish woman I do grieve more for thee now than I did love thee before well go thy ways wouldst thou spare thy Husbands head and break thine own 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 it I 'm sure of that foolish Lady Exit Nee. So so this trouble 's well shook off Uncle how d' ye there 's a Dowrie due Sir Cun. We have agreed it sweetest And find your Uncle fully recover'd kind to both of us Witty To all the rest I hope Old K. Never to thee nor thee easie cosin 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 Uncle Sir Gr. Yes faith Sir you have paid as dear for your time as any man here Witty I Sir and I 'll reckon it to him Imprimis The first preface cheat of a pair of pieces to the Beggars you remember that I was the example to your bounty there I spake Greek and Syriack Sir you understand me now Next the Robbery put upon your indulgent Cosin which indeed was no Robbery no Constable no Justice no Thief but all Cheaters there was a hunder'd Mark mark you that Lastly this memorable 100 pounds worth of Musick this was both cheats and wit too and for the assistance of this Gentleman to my Cosin 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 hundr'd a year will be easier than so much weekly I do not think he 's barren if he should be put to 't agen Old K. Why this was the day I look'd for thou shalt have 't And the next cheat makes it up three hundr'd Live thou upon thy ten pound Vicarage Thou get'st not a penny more here 's thy full Hire now Cred. I thank you Sir Witty Why there was the sum of all my Wit Father To shuve him out of your favour which I fear'd Would have disinherited me Old K. Most certain it had Had not thy wit recover'd it is there any here
like him Tim. How I like him Leon. Yes for you in conversation may see more Than a Father Bac. It works Timantus Your Grace has chosen out an ill observer Leon. Yes I mean of his ill you talk rightly Tim. But you take me wrong All I know by him I dare deliver boldly He is the store-house And head of virtue your great self excepted That feeds the Kingdome Leon. These are flatteries speak me his vices there you do a service worth a Fathers thanks Tim. Sir I cannot If there be any sure they are the times which I could wish less dangerous But pardon me I am too bold Leon. You are not forward and open what these dangers are Timan. Nay good Sir Leon. Nay fall not off again I will have all Timan. Alas Sir what am I you should believe My eyes or ears so subtle to observe Faults in a State all my main business Is service to your Grace and necessaries For my poor life Leon. Do not displease me Sirrah But that you know tell me and presently Timan. Since your Grace will have it I 'll speak it freely Alwayes my obedience And love preserv'd unto the Prince Leon. Prethee to the matter Tim. For Sir if you consider How like a Sun in all his great employments How full of heat Leon. Make me understand what I desire Tim. And then at his return Leon. Do not anger me Tim. Then thus Sir All mislike ye As they would do the gods if they did dwell with ' em Leon. What Tim. Talke and prate as their ignorant rages Leads 'em without Alleageance or Religion For Heavens sake have a care of your own person I cannot tell their wickedness may lead Farther than I dare think yet Leo. O base people Tim. Yet the Prince for whom this is pretended may Persuade 'em and no doubt will virtue is ever watchfull But be you still secur'd and comforted Leon. Heaven how have I offended that this rod So heavy and unnaturall should fall upon me When I am old and helpless Tim. Brave Gentl. that such a madding love should follow thee to rob thee of a Father All the Court is full of dangerous whispers Leon. I perceive it and ' spight of all their strengths will make my safety I 'll cut him shorter I 'll cut him shorter first then let him rule Bach. What a foul Age is this when Virtue is made a sword to smite the virtuous Alas alas Leon. I 'll teach him to fly lower Tim. By no means Sir rather make more your love And hold your favor to him for 't is now Impossible to yoke him if his thoughts As I must ne'er believe run with their rages He never was so innocent but what reason His Grace has to withdraw his love from me And other good men that are near your person I cannot yet find out I know my duty Has ever been attending Leon. 'T is too plain He means to play the villain I 'll prevent him not a word more of this be private Exit Leontius Tim. Madam 't is done Bac. He cannot escape me Have you spoken with the noble men Tim. Yes Madam they are here I wait a farther service Bac Till yet be the Prince you need no more instructions Tim. No I have it Exit Timantus Enter Dorialus Nisus Agenor Bac. That fool that willingly provoks a woman Has made himself another evill Angell And a new Hell to which all other torments Are but mere pastime Now my noble Lords You must excuse me that unmannerly We have broke your private business Agen. Your good Grace may command us and that Bac. Faith my Lord Agenor 'T is so good a cause I am confident you cannot loose by it Dorialus Which way does she fish now The devill is but a fool to a right woman Nisus Madam we must needs win in doing service to such a gracious Lady Bac. I thank you and will let you know the business So I may have your helps never be doubtfull For 't is so just a cause and will to you Upon the knowledge seem so honorable That I assure my self your willing hearts Will strait be for me in it Age. If she should prove good now what wer 't like Dorial. Thunder in Ianuarie or a good woman That 's stranger than all Affrick Bac. It shall not need your wonder this it is The Duke you know is old and rather subject To ease and prayers now than all those troubles Cares and continuall watchings that attend Aâ— Kingdomes safety therefore to prevent The fall of such a flourishing Estate As this has been and to put off The murmure of the people that encrease Against my government which the gods knows I onely feel the trouble of I present The Prince unto your loves a Gent. In whom all Excellencies are knit together All peeces of a true man let your prayers Win from the Duke half his Vexation That he may undertake it whose discretion I must confess though it be from the Father Yet now is stronger and more apt to govern 'T is not my own desire but all the Lands I know the weakeness of it Nisus Madam this noble care and love has won us For ever to your lives we 'll to the King And since your Grace has put it in our mouths We 'll win him with the cunning'st words we can Dorial. I was never cousen'd in a woman before For commonly they are like Apples If once they bruise They will grow rotten thorow and serve for nothing but to asswage swellings Bac. Good Lords delay no time since 't is your good Pleasures to think my counsell good and by no means Let the Prince know it whose affections Will stir mainly against it besides his Father May hold him dangerous if it be not carried So that his forward will appear not in it Go and be happy Dorial. Well I would not be Chronicl'd as thou Wilt be for a good woman for all the world Nisus Madam we kiss your hand and so inspire Nothing but happiness can crown our prayers Exeunt Actus Quarti Scaena Prima Enter Leucippus Ismenus Leu. ANd thus she has us'd me is' t not a good mother Ismenus Why kill'd you her not Leu. The gods forbid it Ismenus S'light if all the women i' th' world were barren shee had dy'd Leuc. But 't is not reason directs thee thus Ismen Then have I none at all for all I have in me Directs me Your Father 's in a pretty rage Leucippus Why Ismenus Nay 't is well if he know himself but some of the Nobility have deliver'd a petition to him what 's in 't I know not but it has put him to his trumps he has taken a months time to answer it and chafes like himself Enter Leontius Bacha and Tellamon Leu. He 's here Ismenus .. Leon. Set me down Tellamon Leucippus Leu. Sir Bach. Nay good Sir be at peace I dare swear he knows not of it Leon. You are foolish peace Bach. All will
does he mean Some good god help me at the worst how dost thou Let not thy misery vex me thou shalt have What thy poor heart can wish I am a Prince And I will keep thee in the gayest cloaths And the finest things that ever pretty boy had given him Vra I know you well enough Feth I am dying and now you know all too Leu. But stir up thy self look what a Jewel here is See how it glisters what a pretty shew Will this make in thy little ear ha speak Eat but a bit and take it Vra Do you not know me Leu. I prethee mind thy health why that 's well said my good boy smile still Vra I shall smile till death an I see you I am Vrania your Sister-in-law Leu. How Vra I am Vrania Leu. Dulness did seize me now I know thee well Alas why cam'st thou hither Vra Feth for love I would not let you know till I was dying for you could not love me my Mother was so naught Leu. I will love thee or any thing what wilt Thou leave me as soon as I know thee Speak one word to me alas she 's past it She will ne'er speak more What noise is that it is no matter who Enter Ismenus with the Lords Comes on me now What worse than mad are you That seek out sorrows if you love delights Begone from hence Isme Sir for you we come as Soldiers to revenge the wrongs you have suffer'd under this naughty creature what shall be done with her say I am ready Leu. Leave her to Heaven brave Cosin they shall tell her how she has sinn'd against 'em my hand shall never be stain'd with such base bloud live wicked Mother that reverend Title be your pardon for I will use no extremity against you but leave you to Heaven Bacha Hell take you all or if there be a place Of torment that exceeds that get you thither And till the devils have you may your lives Be one continued plague and such a one That knows no friends nor ending May all ages that shall succeed curse you as I do And if it be possible I ask it heaven That your base issues may be ever Monsters That must for shame of nature and succession Be drown'd like dogs Would I had breath to please you Leu. Would you had love within you and such grief As might become a Mother look you there Know you that face that was Vrania These are the fruits of those unhappy Mothers That labour with such horrid births as you do If you can weep there 's cause poor innocent Your wickedness has kill'd her I 'll weep for you Isme Monstrous woman Mars would weep at this and yet she cannot Leu. Here lies your Minion too slain by 〈◊〉 I will not say you are the cause yet certain I know you were too blame the gods forgive you Isme See she stands as if she were inventing Some new destruction for the world Leu. Ismenus thou art welcome yet to my sad company Isme I come to make you somewhat sadder Sir Leu. You cannot I am at the height already Isme Your Fathers dead Leu. I thought so Heaven be with him Oh woman woman weep now or never thou hast made more sorrows than we have eyes to utter Bac. Now let Heaven fall I am at the worst of evils a a thing so miserably wretched that every thing the last of humane comforts hath left me I will not be so base and cold to live and wait the mercies of these men I hate no 't is just I die since fortune hath left me my step discent attends me hand strike thou home I have soul enough to guide and let all know as I stood a Queen the same I 'll fall and one with me She stabs the Prince with a knife Leu. Ho. Isme How do you Sir Leu. Nearer my health than I think any here my tongue begins to faulter what is man or who would be one when he sees a poor weak woman can in an instant make him none Dor. She is dead already Isme Let her be damn'd already as she is post all for Surgeons Leu. Let not a man stirr for I am but dead I have some few words which I would have you hear And am afraid I shall want breath to speak 'em First to you my Lords you know Ismenus is Undoubtedly Heir of Lycia I do beseech you all When I am dead to shew your duties to him Lords We vow to do 't Leu. I thank you Next to you Cosin Ismenus that shall be the Duke I pray you let the broken Image of Cupid Be re-edified I know all this is done by him Isme It shall be so Leu. Last I beseech you that my Mother-in-law may have a burial according to Dies Isme To what Sir Dor. There is a full point Isme I will interpret for him she shall have burial according to her own deserts with dogs Dor. I would your Majesty would haste for setling of the people Isme I am ready Age. Goe and let the Trumpets sound Some mournful thing whilst we convey the body Of this unhappy Prince unto the Court And of that virtuous Virgin to a Grave But drag her to a ditch where let her lie Accurst whilst one man has a memory Exeunt Cupid's Speech The time now of my Revenge draws near Nor shall it lessen as I am a god With all the cries and prayers that have been And those that be to come though they be infinite In need and number The Two Noble Kinsmen The Persons represented in the Play Hymen Theseus Hippolita Sisters to Theseus Emelia Sisters to Theseus Nymphs Three Queens Three valiant Knights The two Noble Kinsmen in love with fair Emelia Palamon Arcite Perithous Jaylor His Daughter in love with Palamon Countreymen VVenches A Taborer Gerrold A Schoolmaster PROLOGUE Florish NEw Plays and Maidenheads are near a-kin Much follow'd both for both much money gi'n If they stand sound and well And a good Play Whose modest Scenes blush on his marriage day And shake to loose his honour is like hir That after holy Tie and first nights stir Yet still is Modesty and still retains More of the Maid to sight than Husbands pains We pray our Play may be so for I 'm sure It has a noble◠breeder and a pure A Learned and a Poet never went More famous yet 'twixt Po and silver Trent Chaucer of all admir'd the Story gives There constant to eternity it lives If we let fall the Nobleness of this And the first sound this Child hear be a hiss How will it shake the bones of that good man And make him cry from under-ground Oh fan From me the witless chaff of such a writer That blasts my Bayes and my fam'd Works makes lighter Than Robin Hood this is the fear we bring For to say Truth it were an endless thing And too ambitious to aspire to him Weak as we are and almost breathless swim In this
some hope I have me thinks a kind of fever upon me Exit Boy A certain gloominess within me doubting as it were betwixt two passions there is no young maid upon her wedding night when her husband sets first foot in the bed blushes and looks pale again oftner than I doe now There is no Poet acquainted with more shakings and quakings towards the latter end of this new play when he 's in that case that he stands peeping betwixt Curtains so fearfully that a Bottle of Ale cannot be opened but he thinks some body hisses than I am at this instant Count. Are they in consultation If they be either my young Duke hath gotten some Bastard and is persuading my Knight yonder to father the child and marry the wench or else some Cock-pit is to be built Laz. My Lord what Nobleman's that Count. His name is Lucio 't is he that was made a Lord at the request of some of his friends for his wives sake he affects to be a great States-man and thinks it consists in night-caps and jewells and tooth-picks Laz. And what 's that other Count. A Knight Sir that pleaseth the Duke to favour and to raise to some extraordinary fortunes he can make as good men as himself every day in the week and doth Laz For what was he raised Count. Truely Sir I am not able to say directly for what But for wearing of red breeches as I take it he 's a brave man he will spend three Knighthoods at a Supper without Trumpets Laza. My Lord I 'll talk with him for I have a friend that would gladly receive the humor Count. If he have the itch of Knighthood upon him let him repair to that Physitian he 'll cure him but I will give you a note is your friend fat or lean Laz Something fat Count. 'T will be the worse for him Laza. I hope that 's not material Count. Very much for there is an impost set upon Knighthoods your friend shall pay a Noble in the pound Duke I doe not like examinations We shall find out the truth more easily Some other way less noted and that course Should not be us'd till we be sure to prove Some thing directly for when they perceive Themselves suspected they will then provide More warily to answer Luc. Doth she know your Grace doth love her Duke She hath never heard it Luc. Then thus my Lord. They whisper again Laz. What 's he that walks alone so sadly with his hands behind him Count. The Lord of the house he that you desire to be acquainted with he doth hate women for the same cause that I love them Laz. What 's that Count. For that which Apes want you perceive me Sir Laz. And is he sad Can he be sad that hath so rich a gem under his roof as that which I doe follow What young Lady 's that Count. Which Have I mine eye-sight perfect 't is my sister did I say the Duke had a Bastard What should she make here with him and his Councell She hath no papers in her hand to petition to them she hath never a husband in prison whose release she might sue for That 's a fine trick for a wench to get her husband clapt up that she may more freely and with less suspition visit the private studies of men in authority Now I doe discover their consultation you fellow is a Pander without all salvation But let me not condemn her too rashly without weighing the matter she 's a young Lady she went forth early this morning with a waiting woman and a Page or so This is no garden house in my conscience she went forth with no dishonest intent for she did not pretend going to any Sermon in the further end of the City Neither went she to see any odd old Gentlewoman that mourns for the death of her husband or the loss of her friend and must have young Ladys come to comfort her those are the damnable Bawds 'T was no set meeting certainly for there was no wafer-woman with her these three days on my knowledge I 'll talk with her Good morrow my Lord. Gond. Y' are welcome Sir here 's her brother come now to doe a kind office for his sister is it not strange Count. I am glad to meet you here sister Orian. I thank you good brother and if you doubt of the cause of my coming I can satisfie you Count. No faith I dare trust thee I doe suspect thou art honest for it is so rare a thing to be honest amongst you that some one man in an age may perhaps suspect some two women to be honest but never believe it verily Luci. Let your return be suddain Arri. Unsuspected by them Duke It shall so shall I best perceive their Love if there be any Farewell Count. Let me entreat your grace to stay a little To know a gentleman to whom your self Is much beholding he hath made the sport For your whole Court these eight years on my knowledge Duke His name Count. Lazarello Duke I heard of him this morning which is he Count. Lazarello pluck up thy spirits thy Fortune is now raising the Duke calls for thee and thou shalt be acquainted with him Laz. He 's going away and I must of necessity stay here upon business Count. 'T is all one thou shalt know him first Laz. Stay a little if he should offer to take me away with him and by that means I should loose that I seek for but if he should I will not goe with him Count. Lazarello the Duke stayes wilt thou lose this opportunity Laz. How must I speak to him Count. 'T was well thought of you must not talk to him as you doe to an ordinary man honest plain sence but you must wind about him for example if he should aske you what a clock it is you must not say If it please your grace 't is nine but thus thrice three a clock so please my Sovereign or thus Look how many Muses there doth dwell Upon the sweet banks of the learned Well And just so many stroaks the clock hath struck And so forth And you must now and then enter into a description Laz. I hope I shall doe it Count. Come May it please your grace to take note of a Gentleman wel seen deeply read and throughly grounded in the hidden knowledge of all sallets and pot-herbs whatsoever Duke I shall desire to know him more inwardly Laz. I kiss the Oxe-hide of your graces foot Count. Very well will your grace question him a little Duke How old are you Laz. Full eight and twenty several Almanacks Have been compiled all for several years Since first I drew this breath four prentiships Have I most truely served in this world And eight and twenty times hath Phoebus Car Run out his yearly course since Duke I understand you Sir Luci. How like an ignorant Poet he talks Duke You are eight and twenty years old what time of the day doe you
a living body yet I am fearful Per. Give me your hand good Maria. Mar. He feels warm too Per. And next your lips Mar. He kisses perfectly Nay and the Devil be not worse you are Perolot Per. I was and sure I should be Can a small distance And ten short moneths take from your memory The figure of your friend that you stand wondring Be not amaz'd I am the self-same Perelot Living and well Son to Gentille and Brother â—o virtuous Castâ—â— to your beauteous Mistriss 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 Mistriss 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 try my Mistriss Love and make my welcome From travel of more worth from whence Heaven be thanked My business for the Duke dispatch'd to th' purpose And all my money spent I am come home wench How does my Mistriss for I have not yet seen Any nor will I till I do her service Mar. But did the Lord Laval know of your love Sir before he went Per. Yes by much mâ—râ— force he got it Put none else knew upon his promise too And honor to conceal it faithfully Till my return to further which he told me My business being ended from the Duke He would procure a pension for my service Able to make my Mistriss 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 Devil Lord the damn'd Lord of all lewdness And has betraid ye and undone my Mistriss My poor sweet Mistriss oh that leather Lord Who poor soul since was married Per. To whom Maria Mar. To that unlucky 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 Oh that recreant Per. Oh villain Oh most unmanly falshood Nay then I see my Letters were betraid too Oh 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 she will see no man Per. I must and will go to her I will see her There be my friend or this shall be thy furthest Mar. Hold and I 'll help thee 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 e'er you see or hear to make no motion Per. I do 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. Oh monstrous monstrous beastly villain Exit Mar. How cross this falls and from all expectation And what the end shall be Heaven only yet knows Only I wish and hope But I forget still Casta must be the bait or all miscarries Exeunt Enter Gentille with a Torch Shalloon above Gent. Holla Shaloon Shal. Who 's there Gent. A word from the Duke Sir Shal. Your pleasure Gent. Tell your Lord he must to Court strait Shal. He is ill at ease and prays he may be pardon'd The occasions of this night Gent. Belike he is drunk then He must away the Duke and his fair Lady 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 He will not go to bed till by Lavall The Tide of loss 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 will not tell him Shalon Sha. Yes very sure Gen. 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 neighbor though I say it and as comfortable Many such more we need Shaloon Alas poor Lady Thou art like to lie cross-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 pummel Sha. A fair good night Sir Gent. Good night thou noble Knight Sir Pandarus My heart is cold o' th' suddain and a strange dulness Possesses all my body 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 sickness But from my grave so truly I love you I think your name would raise me ye look ill Since last I saw ye much decay'd in colour Yet I thank Heaven I find no such great danger As your Maid frighted me withal take courage And give your sickness course some grief you have got That feeds within upon your tender spirits And wanting open way to vent it self Murders your mind and choaks up all your sweetness Gab. It was my Maids fault worthy friend to trouble ye So late upon so light a cause yet since I have ye Oh my dear Casta Casta Out with it Gods name Gab. The Closset of my heart I will lock here wench Lavall knocks within And things shall make ye tremble Who 's that knocks there Mar. 'T is Lavall Gab. Sit you still Let him in I am resolv'd and all you wronged women You noble spirits that as I have suffer'd Under this glorious beast-insulting man Lend me your causes then your cruelties For I must put on madness above women Cast 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 bless me Lav. Give me some Wine wench fill it full and sprightly Gab. Sit still and be not fearful Lav. Till my veins swell And my strong sinews stretch like that brave Centaur That at the Table snatch'd the Bride away In spight of Hercules Casta I am betraid Lav. Nay start not Lady 't is for you that I come And for your beauty 't is for you Lavall Honors this night to you the sacred shrine I humbly bow offering my vows and prayers To you I live Gab. In with the powder quickly So that and the Wine will rock ye 〈…〉 Of the
about it Arb. Give consent why I will have 'em all that know it rackt to get this from 'em all that wait without come in what ere you be come in and be partakers of my joy O you are welcome Enter Bessus Gentlemen Mardonius and other attendants Arb. The best news nay draw no nearer they all shall hear it I am found no King Mar. Is that so good news Arb. Yes the happiest news that ere was heard Mar. Indeed 't were well for you if you might be a little less obey'd Arb. One call the Queen Mar. Why she is there Arb. The Queen Mardonius Panthea is the Queen and I am plain Arbaces go some one she is in Gobrias house since I saw you there are a thousand things delivered to me you little dream of Exit a Gent. Mar. So it should seem my Lord what fury 's this Gob. Believe me 't is no fury all that he saies is truth Mar. 'T is very strange Arb. Why do you keep your hats off Gentlemen is it to me I swear it must not be nay trust me in good faith it must not be I cannot now command you but I pray you for the respect you bare me when you took me for your King each man clap on his hat at my desire Mar. We will you are not found so mean a man but that you may be cover'd as well as we may you not Arb. O not here you may but not I for here is my Father in presence Mar. Where Arb. Why there O the whole story would be a wilderness to lose thy self for ever O pardon me dear Father for all the idle and unreverent words that I have spoke in idle moods to you I am Arbaces we all fellow-subjects nor is the Queen Panthea now my Sister Bes Why if you remember fellow-subject Arbaces I told you once she was not your Sister I and she lookt nothing like you Arb. I think you did good Captain Bessus Bes Here will arise another question now amongst the Sword-men whether I be to call him to account for beating me now he is proved no King Enter Lygones Mar. Sir here 's Lygones the agent for the Armenian State Arb. Where is he I know your business good Lygones Lyg We must have our King again and will Arb. I knew that was your business you shall have your King again and have him so again as never King was had go one of you and bid Bacurius bring Tigranes hither and bring the Lady with him that Panthea the Queen Panthea sent me word this morrning was brave Tigranes mistress Ex. two Gent. Lyg 'T is Spaconia Arb. I I Spaconia Lyg She is my Daughter Arb. She is so I could now tell any thing I never heard your King shall go so home as never man went Mar. Shall he go on 's head Arb. He shall have chariots easier than air that I will have invented and ne're think one shall pay any ransome and thy self that art the messenger shalt ride before him on a horse cut out of an intire Diamond that shall be made to go with golden wheeles I know not how yet Lyg Why I shall be made for ever they beli'd this King with us and said he was unkind Arb. And then thy Daughter she shall have some strange thing wee 'l have the Kingdom sold utterly and put into a toy which she shall wear about her carelesly some where or other See the vertuous Queen behold the humblest subject that you have kneel here before you Enter Panthea and 1 Gent. Pan. Why kneel you to me that am your Vassal Arb. Grant me one request Pan. Alas what can I grant you what I can I will Arb. That you will please to marry me if I can prove it lawfull Pan. Is that all more willingly than I would draw this air Arb. I 'le kiss this hand in earnest 2 Gent. Sir Tigranes is coming though he made it strange at first to see the Princess any more Enter Tigranes and Spaconia Arb. The Queen thou meanest O my Tigranes Pardon me tread on my neck I freely offer it and if thou beest in given take revenge for I have injur'd thee Tigr. No I forgive and rejoyce more that you hâ—â—â— found repentance than I my liberty Arb. Mayest thou be happy in thy fair choice for thâ—â— art temperate You owe no ransom to the state know thâ—â— I have a thousand joyes to tell you of which yet I dare 〈◊〉 utter till I pay my thanks to Heaven for 'em Will you gâ— with me and help me pray you do Tigr. I will Arb. Take then your fair one with you and you Quâ—â—â— of goodness and of us O give me leave to take you arm in mine come every one that takes delight iâ— goodness help to sing loud thanks for me that I am provâ—â— no King THE SCORNFUL LADY A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Elder Loveless a Sutor to the Lady Young Lov less a Prodigal Savil Steward to Elder Loveless Two Sisters Lady and Martia Your glove or Abigal a waiting Gentlewoman Welford a Sutor to the Lady Sir Roger Curate to the Lady Hangers on to Young Loveless A Captain A Travailer A Poet A Tabaco-man Wenches Fidlers Morecraft an Vsurer A Rich Widow Attendants Actus primus Scena prima Enter the two Lovelesses Savil the Steward and a Page Elder Love BRother is your last hope past to mollifie Morecrafts heart about your Morgage Young Love Hopelesly past I have presented the Usurer with a richer draught than ever Cleopatra swallowed he hath suckt in ten thousand pound worth of my Land more than he paid for at a grip without Trumpets El. Lo. I havâ— as hard a task to perform in this house Yo. Lo. Faith mine was to make an Usurer honest or to lose my Land El. Lo. And mine is to perswade a passionate woman or to leave the Laâ—â— Make the boat stay I fear I shall begin my unfortunate journey this night though the darkness of the night and the â—â—ughness of the waters might easily disswade an unwilling maâ— Savil. Sir your Fathers old friends hold it the sounder course for your body and estate to stay at home and marry and propagate and govern in our Country than to Travel and die without issue El. Lo. Savil you shall gain the opinion of a better servant in seeking to execute not alter my will howsoever my inâ—â—â—nts succeed Yo. Lo. Yoâ— leâ—s Mistres Younglove Brother the grave râ—â—her of your Mistresses toes Enter Mâ—â—tres Younglove the waiting woman El. Lo. Mistres Younglove Young Mâ—ster Loveless truly we thought your sails had been boist â—y Mistres is perswaded you are Sea-sick ere 〈◊〉 El. Lo. Loveâ—â—â—e her ill taken up resolution so dearly 〈◊〉 thou move her from me 〈◊〉 By thâ—â— light that shines there 's no removing her â—â—ngger a still opinion by the end I attempted her to day when they say a woman can deny nothing El. Lo. What critical minute was that Young
When her smock was over her ears but she was no more pliant than if it hung about her heels El. Lo. I prethee deliver my service and say I desire to see the dear cause of my banishment and then for France Young I 'le do 't hark hither is that your Brother El. Lo. Yes have you lost your memory Young As I live he 's a pretty fellow Exit Yo. Lo. O this is a sweet Brache El. Lo. Why she knows not you Yo. Lo. No but she offered me once to know her to this day she loves youth of Eighteen she heard a tale how Cupid struck her in love with a great Lord in the Tilt-yard but he never saw her yet she in kindness would needs wear a Willow-garland at his Wedding She lov'd all the Players in the last Queens time once over she was struck when they acted Lovers and forsook some when they plaid Murthers She has nine Spur-royals and the servants say she hoards old gold and she her self pronounces angerly that the Farmers eldest son or her Mistres Husbands Clerk shall be that Marries her shall make her a joynture of fourscore pounds a year she tells tales of the serving-men El. Lo. Enough I know her Brother I shall intreat you only to salute my Mistres and take leave we 'l part at the Stairs Enter Lady and waiting women Lady Now Sir this first part of your will is performed what 's the rest El. Lo. First let me beg your notice for this Gentleman my Brother Lady I shall take it as a favour done to me though the Gentleman hath received but an untimely grace from youâ— yet my charitable disposition would have been ready to have done him freer courtesies as a stranger than upon those cold commendations Yo. Lo. Lady my salutations crave acquaintance and leave at once Lady Sir I hope you are the master of your own occasions Exit Yo. Lo. and Savil. El. Lo. Would I were so Mistris for me to praise over again that worth which all the world and you your self can see Lady It 's a cold room this Servant El. Lo. Mistris La. What think you if I have a Chimney for 't out here El. Lo. Mistris another in my place that were not tyed to believe all your actions just would apprehend himself wrong'd But I whose vertues are constancy and obedience La. Younglove make a good sire above to warm me after my servants Exordium El. Lo. I have heard and seen your affability to be such that the servants you give wages to may speak La. 'T is true 't is true but they speak toth ' purpose El. Lo. Mistris your will leads my speeches from the purpose But as a man La. A Simile servant This room was built for honest meaners that deliver themselves hastily and plainly and are gone Is this a time or place for Exordiums and Similes and Metaphors If you have ought to say break into 't my answers shall very reasonably meet you El. Lo. Mistris I came to see you La. That 's happily dispatcht the next El. Lo. To take leave of you La. To be gone El. Lo. Yes La. You need not have despair'd of that nor have us'd so many circumstances to win me to give you leave to perform my command is there a third El. Lo. Yes I had a third had you been apt to hear it La. I Never apter Fast good servant fast El. Lo. 'T was to intreat you to hear reason La. Most willingly have you brought one can speak it El. Lo. Lastly it is to kindle in that barren heart love and forgiveness La. You would stay at home El. Lo. Yes Lady La. Why you may and doubtlesly will when you have debaâ—â—d that your commander is but your Mistris a woman a weak one wildly overborn with passions but the thing by her commanded is to see Dovers dreadful cliffe passing in a poor Water-house 〈◊〉 the dangers of the merciless Channel 'twixt that and Callis five long hours sail with three poor weeks victuals El. Lo. You wrong me La. Then to land dumb unable to enquire for an English hoast to remove from City to City by most chargeable Post-horse like one that rode in quest of his Mother tongue El. Lo. You wrong me much La. And all these almost invincible labours performed for your Mistris to be in danger to forsake her and to put on new allegeance to some French Lady who is content to change language with your laughter and after your whole year spent in Tennis and broken speech to stand to the hazard of being laught at at your return and have tales made on you by the Chamber-maids El. Lo. You wrong me much La. Louder yet El. Lo. You know your least word is of force to make me seek out dangers move me not with toyes but in this banishment I must take leave to say you are unjust was one kiss forc't from you in publick by me so unpardonable Why all the hours of day and night have seen us kiss La. 'T is true and so you told the company that heard me chide Elder Lov. Your own eyes were not dearer to than I. Lady And so you told ' em Elder Lo. I did yet no sign of disgrace need to hâ—â— stain'd your cheek you your self knew your pure 〈◊〉 simple heart to be most unspotted and free from the 〈◊〉 baseness Lady I did But if a Maids heart doth but once thâ—â—â— that she is suspected her own face will write her guilty Elder Lo. But where lay this disgrace The world the knew us knew our resolutions well And could it be hopâ— that I should give away my freedom and ventâ—e a perpetual bondage with one I never kist or could â—â—n strict 〈◊〉 doth take too much love upon me from her that chose 〈◊〉 for her Husband Lady Believe me if my Wedding-smock were on Were the Gloves bought and given the Licence come Were the Rosemary-branches dipt and all The Hipochrist and Cakes eat and drunk off Were these two armes incompast with the hands Of Bachelors to lead me to the Church Were my feet in the door were I John said If John should boast a favour done by me I would not wed that year And you I hope When you have spent this year commodiously In atchieving Languages will at your return Acknowledge me more coy of parting with mine eyes Than such a friend More talk I hold not now If you dare go Elder Lo. I dare you know First let me kiss Lady Farewel sweet Servant your task perform'd On a new ground as a beginning Sucor I shall be apt to hear you Elder Lo. Farewel cruel Mistres Exit Lady Enter Young Loveless and Saviâ—â— Young Lo. Brother you 'l hazard the losing your tide to Gravesend you have a long half mile by Land to Greenewich Elder Lo. I go but Brother what yet unheard of course to live doth your imagination flatter you with Your ordinary means are devour'd Young Lo. Course why Horse-coursing