or no Lady Alas you need not I make already tender of my self and then you are forsworn Elder Lo. Some sin I see indeed must necessarily fall upon me as whosoever deals with Women shall never utterly avoid it yet I would chuse the least ill which is to forsake you that have done me all the abuses of a malignant Woman contemn'd my service and would have held me prating about Marriage till I had been past getting of Children then her that hath forsaken her Family and put her tender body in my hand upon my word Lady Which of us swore you first to Elder Lo. Why to you Lady Which oath is to be kept then Elder Lo. I prethee do not urge my sins unto me Without I could amend ' em Lady Why you may by wedding me Elder Lo. How will that satisfie my word to her Lady 'T is not to be kept and needs no satisfaction 'T is an error sit for repentance only Elder Lo. Shall I live to wrong that tender hearted Virgin so It may not be Lady Why may it not be Elder Lo. I swear I had rather marry thee than her but yet mine honesty Lady What honesty 'T is more preserv'd this way Come by this light servant thou shalt I 'le kiss thee on 't Elder Lo. This kiss indeed is sweet pray God no sin lie under it Lady There is no sin at all try but another Wel. O my heart Mar. Help Sister this Lady swounds Elder Lo. How do you Wel. Why very well if you be so Elder Lo. Since a quiet mind lives not in any Woman shall do a most ungodly thing Hear me one word more which by all my hopes I will not alter I did make aâ— oath when you delai'd me so that this very night I would be married Now if you will go without delay suddenly as late as it is with your own Minister to your own Chappel I 'le wed you and to bed Lady A match dear servant Elder Lo. For if you should forsake me now I care not she would not though for all her injuries such is her spiâ—â— If I be not ashamed to kiss her now I part may I not live Wel. I see you go as slily as you think to steal away yet I will pray for you all blessings of the world light oâ— you two that you may live to be an aged pair All curses on me if I do not speak what I do wish indeed Elder Lo. If I can speak to purpose to her I am a villaâ—â— Lady Servant away Mar. Sister will you Marry that inconstant maâ— ' think you he will not cast you off to morrow to wrong a Lady thus lookt she like dirt 't was basely done May you ne're prosper with him Wel. Now God forbid Alas I was unworthy so I told him Mar. That was your modesty too good for him I would not see your wedding for a world Lady Chuse chuse come Younglove Exit La. Elder Lo. and Young Mar. Dry up your eyes forsooth you shall not think we are all such uncivil beasts as these Would I knew how to give you a revenge Wel. So would not I No let me suffer truly that I desire Mar. Pray walk in with me 't is very late and you shaâ—l stay all night your bed shall be no worse than mine I wiâ—â— I could but do you right Wel. my humble thanks God grant I may but live to quit your love Exeuâ— Enter Young Loveless and Savil. Young Lo. Did your Master send for me Savil Sav. Yes he did send for your worship Sir Young Lo. Do you know the business Sav. Alas Sir I know nothing nor am imployed beyond my hours of eating My dancing days are done Sir Young Lo. What art thou now then Sav. If you consider me in little I am with your worships reverence Sir a Rascal one that upon the next anger of your Brother must raise a sconce by the high way and sell switches my wife is learning now Sir to weave inkle Young Lo. What dost thou mean to do with thy Children Savil Sav. My eldest boy is half a Rogue already he was born bursten and your worship knows that is a pretty step to mens compassions My youngest boy I purpose Sir to bind for ten years to a Goaler to draw under him that he may shew us mercy in his function Young Lo. Your family is quartered with discretion yet are resolved to Cant then where Savil shall your seene lie Sav. Beggers must be no chusers In every place I take it but the stocks Young Lo. This is your drinking and your whoring Savil I told you of it but your heart was hardened Sav. 'T is true you were the first that told me of it I do remember yet in tears you told me you would have Whores and in that passion Sir you broke out thus Thou miserable man repent and brew three Strikes more in a Hogshead 'T is noon e're we be drunk now and the time can tarry for no man Young Lo. Y' are grown a bitter Gentleman I see misery can clear your head better than Mustard I 'le be a sutor for your Keys again Sir Sav. Will you but be so gracious to me Sir I shall be bound Young Lo. You shall Sir To your bunch again or I 'le miss foully Enter Morecraft Mor. Save you Gentleman save you Young Lo. Now Polecat what young Rabets nest have you to draw Mor. Come prethee be familiar Knight Young Lo. Away Fox I 'le send for Terriers for you Mor. Thou art wide yet I 'le keep thee companie Young Lo. I am about some business Indentures If ye follow me I 'le beat you take heed A I live I 'le cancel your Coxcomb Mor. Thou art cozen'd now I am no usurer What poor fellow 's this Savil. I am poor indeed Sir Mor. Give him mony Knight Young Lo. Do you begin the offering Mor. There poor fellow here 's an Angel for thee Young Lo. Art thou in earnest Morecraft Mor. Yes faith Knight I 'le follow thy example thou hadst land and thousands thou spendst and flungst away and yet it flows in double I purchased wrung and wierdraw'd for my wealth lost and was cozen'd for which I make a vow to trie all the waies above ground but I 'le find a constant means to riches without curses Young Lo. I am glad of your conversion Master Morecraft Y' are in a fair course pray pursue it still Mor. Come we are all gallants now I 'le keep thee company Here honest fellow for this Gentlemans sake there 's two Angels more for thee Savil. God quite you Sir and keep you long in this mind Young Lo. Wilt thou persevere Mor. Till I have a penny I have brave cloathes a making and two horses canst thou not help me to a match Knight I 'le lay a thousand pound upon my crop-ear Yo. Lo. Foot this is stranger than an Africk monster There will be no more talk of the Cleve wars Whilst this
bred up al my name Isab A gratefull fellow Lan. And fall by Fran. Peace I know you are angry Lance but I mâ—â— not hear with whom he is my Brother and though you hold him slight my most dear Brother A Gentleman excepting some few rubs he were too excellent to live here else fraughted as deep with noble and brave parts the issues of a noble and manly Spirit as any he alive I must not hear you though I am miserable and he made me so yet still he is my brother still I love him and to that tye of blood link my affections Isab A noble nature dost thou know him Luce Luce. No Mistress Isab Thou shouldest ever know such good men what a fair body and mind are married did he not say be wanted Luce. What 's that to you Isab 'T is true but 't is great pity Luce. How she changes ten thousand more than he as handsom men too Isab 'T is like enough but as I live this Gentleman â—ong ten thousand thousand is there no knowing him â—â—y should he want fellows of no merit slight and pusâ—â—â—ls that walk like shadows by leaving no print of what â—ey are or poise let them complain Luce. Her colour changes strangely Isab This man was made to mark his wants to waken 〈◊〉 alas poor Gentleman but will that keep him from cold â—d hunger believe me he is well bred and cannot be but of noble linage mark him mark him well Luce. ' Is a handsom man Isab The sweetness of his sufferance sets him off O Luce â—â—t whither go I Luce. You cannot hide it Isab I would he had what I can spare Luce. 'T is charitable Lance. Come Sir I 'le see you lodg'd you have tied my â—ngue fast I 'le steal before you want 't is but a hanging Isab That 's a good fellow too an honest fellow why this â—ould move a stone I must needs know but that some â—ther time Exit Lance and Franc. Luce. Is the wind there that makes for me Isab Come I forgot a business Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Widow and Luce. Wid. MY sister and a woman of so base a pity what was the fellow Luce. Why an ordinary man Madam Wid. Poor Luce. Poor enough and no man knows from whence either Wid. What could she see Luce. Only his misery for else she might behold a hundred and somer Wid. Did she change much Luce. Extreamly when he spoke and then her pity like 〈◊〉 Orator I fear her love framed such a commendation and â—llowed it so far as made me wonder Wid. Is she so hot or such a want of lovers that she must â—oat upon afflictions why does she not go romage all the â—risons and there bestow her youth bewray her wantonâ—ess and flie her honour common both to beggery did she â—eak to him Luce. No he saw us not but ever since she hath been â—ainly troubled Wid. Was he young Luce. Yes young enough Wid. And looked he like a Gentleman Luce. Like such a Gentleman that would pawn ten oaths or twelve pence Wid. My sister and sink basely this must not be does â—e use means to know him Luce. Yes Madam and has employed a Squire called shorthose Wid. O that 's a precious Knave keep all this private but â—ill be near her lodging Luce what you can gather by any â—eans let me understand I 'le stop her heat and turn her â—harity another way to bless her self first be still close to â—er counsels a begger and a stranger there 's a bless'dness â—'le none of that I have a toy yet sister shall tell you this â— soul and make you find it and for your pains take you the â—ast gown I wore this makes me mad but I shall force a â—emedy Enter Fountain Bellamore Harebrain Valentine Fount Sirra we have so lookt for thee and long'd for â—hee this widow is the strangest thing the stateliest and â—ands so much upon her excellencies Bel. She hath put us off this month now for an answer Hare No man must visit her nor look upon her no not say good morrow not good even till that 's past Val. She has found want dough you are made of and so kneads you are you good at nothing but these after games I have told you often enough what things they are wâ—at precious things these widows Hare If we â—ad â—m Val. Why the Devil has not craft enough to wooe 'em there be three kinds of fools mark this nose Gentlemen mark it and understaâ—â— it Fount Well go forward Val. An Innocent a knave fool a fool politick the last of which are lovers widow lovers Bell. Will you allow no fortune Val. No such blind one Fount We gave you reasons why 't was needful for us Val. As you are those fools I did allow those reasons but is my Scholars and companions damn'd 'em do you know what it is to wooe a widow answer me coolely now and understandingly Hare Why to lie with her and to enjoy her wealth Val. Why theâ—e you are fools still crafty to catch your selves pure politick fools I lookt for such an answer once more hear me it is to wed a widow to be doubted mainly whether the state you have be yours or no or those old boots you ride in Mark me widows are long extents in Law upon news livings upon their bodies winding-sheets they that enjoy 'em lie but with dead mens monuments and beget only their own ill Epitaphs Is not this plain now Bell. Plain spoken Val. And plain truth but if you 'le needs do things of danger do but lose your selves not any part concerns your understandings for thâ—u you are Meacocks fools and miserable march off amain within an inch of a Fâ—â—â—â—g turn me o' th' toe like a Weather-cock kill every day a Sergeant for a twelve month rob the Exchequer and burn all the Rolls and these will make a shew Hare And these are trifles Val. Considered to a Widow empty nothings for here you venture but your persons there the varnish of your persons your discretions why 't is a monstrous thing to marry at all especially as now 't is made me thinks a man an understanding man is more wise to me and of a nobler â—ie than all these trinkets what do we get by womâ—n but ouâ— senses which is the rankest part about us satisfied and when that 's done what are we Crest-fallen Cowards Whâ—â— benefit can children be but charges and disobedience What 's the love they render at one and twenty years I pray die Father when they are young they are like bells rung backwards nothing but noise and giddiness and come to years once there drops a son by th' swords in his Mistresses quarel a great joy to his parents A Daughter ripe too grows high and lusty in her blood must have a heating runs away with a supple ham'd Servingman his twenty Nobles spent takes to a trade and learns to spin mens hair off there
my self take heed boy Jul. If you be he that have receiv'd these blessings And this the Lady love her honor her You cannot do too much to shew your gratitude Your greatest service will shew off too slender Vir. This is the Lady Lady of that bounty That wealth that noble name that all I spoke of The Prince Ascanio and my self the slaves Redeem'd brought home still guarded by her goodness And of our liberties you tast the sweetness Even you she has preserv'd too lengthen'd your lives Jul. And what reward do you purpose it must be a main one If love will do it we 'll all so love her serve her Vir. It must be my love Jul. Ha! Vir. Mine my only love My everlasting love Pand. How Vir. Pray have patience The recompence she ask'd and I have render'd Was to become her husband then I vowed it And since I have made it good Pand. Thou durst not Vir. Done Sir Jul. Be what you please his happiness yet stays with me You have been mine oh my unhappy fortune Pand. Nay break and dye Jul. It cannot yet I must live Till I see this man blest in his new love And then Pand. What hast thou done thou base one tell me Thou barren thing of honesty and honor What hast thou wrought Is not this she look on her Look on her with the eyes of gratitude And wipe thy false tears off Is not this she That three times on the Rack to guard thy safety When thou stood'st lost and naked to the Tyrant Thy aged Father here that shames to know thee Ingag'd i th' jaws of danger was not this she That then gave up her body to the torture That tender body that the wind sings through And three times when her sinews crack'd and tortur'd The beauties of her body turn'd to ruines Even then within her patient heart she lock'd thee Then hid thee from the Tyrant then preserv'd thee And canst thou be that slave Martia This was but duty She did it for her Husband and she ought it She has had the pleasure of him many an hour And if one minutes pain cannot be suffer'd Mine was above all these a nobler venter I speak it boldly for I lost a Father He has one still I left my friends he has many Expos'd my life and honor to a cruelty That if it had seiz'd on me racks and tortures Alas they are Triumphs to it and had it hit For this mans love it should have shewed a triumph Twise lost I freed him Rossana lost before him His fortunes with him and his friends behind him Twise was I rack'd my self for his deliverance In honor first and name which was a torture The hang-man never heard of next at Sea In our escape where the proud waves took pleasure To toss my little Boat up like a bubble Then like a meteor in the ayr he hung Then catch'd and flung him in the depth of darkness The Cannon from my incensed Fathers Ship Ringing our Knell and still as we peep'd upward Beating the raging surge with fire and Bullet And I stood fixt for this mans sake and scorn'd it Compare but this Vir. 'T is too true O my fortune That I must equally be bound to either Jul. You have the better and the nobler Lady And now I am forc'd a lover of her goodness And so far have you wrought for his deliverance That is my Lord so lovingly and nobly That now methinks I stagger in my Title But how with honesty for I am a poor Lady In all my dutious service but your shadow Yet would be just how with fair fame and credit I may go off I would not be a strumpet O my dear Sir you know Vir. O truth thou knowest too Jul. Nor have the world suspect I fell to mischief Law Take you no care for that here 's that has done it A fair divorce 't is honest too Pand. The devil Honest to put her off Law Most honest Sir And in this point most strong Pand. The cause the cause Sir Law A just cause too Pand. As any is in hell Lawyer Law For barrenness she never brought him children Pand. Why art thou not divorc'd thou canst not get 'em Thy neighbors thy rank neighbors O base jugling Is she not young Jul. Women at more years Sir Have met that blessing 't is in heavens high power Law You never can have any Pand. Why quick Lawyer My Philosophical Lawyer Law The Rack has spoil'd her The distentions of those parts hath stopt all fruitfulness Pand. O I could curse Jul. And am I grown so miserable That mine own pitty must make me wretched No cause against me but my love and duty Farewell Sir like obedience thus I leave you My long farewell I do not grudge I grive Sir And if that be offensive I can dye And then you are fairly free good Lady love him You have a noble and an honest Gentleman I ever found him so the world has spoke him And let it be your part still to deserve him Love him no less than I have done and serve him And heaven shall bless you you shall bless my ashes I give you up the house the name of wife Honor and all respect I borrowed from him And to my grave I turn one farewell more Nothing divide your Loves not want of Children Which I shall pray against and make you fruitful Grow like two equal flames rise high and glorious And in your honor'd age burn out together To all I know farewell Ronver. Be not so griev'd Lady A nobler fortune Jul. Away thou parasite Disturb not my sad thoughts I hate thy greatness Ron. I hate not you I am glad she 's off these hinges Come let 's pursue Ex. Ronvere and Law Pand. If I had breath to curse thee Or could my great heart utter farewell villain Thy house nor face agen Exit Pand. Mar. Let 'em all go And now let us rejoyce now freely take me And now embrace me Virolet give the rites Of a brave Husband to his love Vir. I 'll take my leave too Mar. How take your leave too Vir. The house is furnish'd for you You are Mistress may command Mar. Will you to bed Sir Vir. As soon to hell to any thing I hate most You must excuse me I have kept my word You are my Wife you now enjoy my fortune Which I have done to recompence your bounty But to yield up those chast delights and pleasures Which are not mine but my first vowes Mar. You jeast Vir. You will not find it so to give you those I have divorc'd and lost with Juliana And all fires of that nature Mar. Are you a Husband Vir. To question hers and satisfie your flames That held an equal beauty equal bounty Good heaven forgive no no the strict forbearance Of all those joys like a full sacrifice I offer to the sufferings of my first love Honor and wealth attendance state all duty Shall wait upon
may do this and he may not do it My child is wrong'd disgrac'd well how now Huswives What at your case is this a time to sit still up you young Lazie Whores up or I 'le sweng you Olym. Nay good my Lord. Cal. You 'l lie down shortly get you in and work What are you grown so resty you want cars We shall have some of the Court boys do that Office Ant. My Lord we do no more than we are charg'd It is the Ladies pleasure we be thus in grief She is forsaken Cal. There 's a Rogue too A young dissembling slave well get you in I 'le have a bout with that boy 't is high time Now to be valiant I confess my youth Was never prone that way what made an Ass A Court stale well I will be valiant And beat some dozen of these Whelps I will and there 's Another of 'em a trim cheating souldier I 'le maul that Rascal h 'as out-brav'd me twice But now I thank the Gods I am valiant Go get you in I 'le take a course with all Exeunt Omnes Actus Tertius Enter Cleon Strato Diphilus CLE. Your sister is not up yet Diph. Oh Brides must take their mornings rest The night is troublesome Stra. But not tedious Diph. What odds he has not my Sisters maiden head to night Stra. No it's odds against any Bridegroom living he ne're gets it while he lives Diph. Y' are merry with my Sister you 'l please to allow me the same freedom with your Mother Stra. She 's at your service Diph. Then she 's merry enough of her self she needs no tickling knock at the door Stra. We shall interrupt them Diph. No matter they have the year before them Good morrow Sister spare your self to day the night will come again Enter Amintor Amint. Who 's there my Brother I am no readier yet your Sister is but now up Diph. You look as you had lost your eyes to night I think you ha' not slept Amint. I faith I have not Diph. You have done better then Amint. We ventured for a Boy when he is Twelve He shall command against the foes of Rhodes Stra. You cannot you want sleep Aside Amint. 'T is true but she As if she had drunk Lethe or had made Even with Heaven did fetch so still a sleep So sweet and sound Diph. What 's that Amint. Your Sister frets this morning and does turn her eyes upon me as people on their headsman she does chafe and kiss and chase again and clap my cheeks she 's in another world Diph. Then I had lost I was about to lay you had not got her Maiden-head to night Amint. Ha! he does not mock me y 'ad lost indeed I do not use to bungle Cleo. You do deserve her Amint. I laid my lips to hers and what wild breath That was rude and rough to me last night Aside Was sweet as April I 'le be guilty too If these be the effects Enter Melantius Mel. Good day Amintor for to me the name Of Brother is too distant we are friends And that is nearer Amint. Dear Melantius Let me behold thee is it possible Mel. What sudden gaze is this Amint. 'T is wonderous strange Mel. Why does thine eye desire so strict a view Of that it knows so well There 's nothing here that is not thine Amint. I wonder much Melantius To see those noble looks that make me think How vertuous thou art and on the sudden 'T is strange to me thou shouldst have worth and honour Or not be base and false and treacherous And every ill But Mel. Stay stay my Friend I fear this sound will not become our loves no more embrace me Amint. Oh mistake me not I know thee to be full of all those deeds That we frail men call good but by the course Of nature thou shouldst be as quickly chang'd As are the winds dissembling as the Sea That now wears brows as smooth as Virgins be Tempting the Merchant to invade his face And in an hour calls his billows up And shoots 'em at the Sun destroying all He carries on him O how near am I Aside To utter my sick thoughts Mel. But why my Friend should I be so by Nature Amin. I have wed thy Sister who hath vertuous thoughts Enough for one whole family and it is strange That you should feel no want Mel. Believe me this complement's too cunning for me Diph. What should I be then by the course of nature They having both robb'd me of so much vertue Strat. O call the Bride my Lord Amintor that we may see her blush and turn her eyes down it is the prettiest sport Amin. Evadne Evad. My Lord Within Amint. Come forth my Love Your Brothers do attend to wish you joy Evad. I am not ready yet Amint. Enough enough Evad. They 'l mock me Amint. Faith thou shalt come in Enter Evadne Mel. Good morrow Sister he that understands Whom you have wed need not to wish you joy You have enough take heed you be not proud Diph. O Sister what have you done Evad. I done why what have I done Strat. My Lord Amintor swears you are no Maid now Evad. Push Strat. I faith he does Evad. I knew I should be mockt Diph. With a truth Evad. If 't were to do again in faith I would not marry Amint. Not I by Heaven Aside Diph. Sister Dula swears she heard you cry two rooms off Evad. Fie how you talk Diph. Let 's see you walk Evad. By my troth y' are spoil'd Mel. Amintor Amint. Ha! Mel. Thou art sad Amint. Who I I thank you for that shall Diphilus thou and I sing a catch Mel. How Amint. Prethee let 's Mel. Nay that 's too much the other way Amint. I am so lightned with my happiness how dost thou Love kiss me Evad. I cannot love you you tell tales of me Amint. Nothing but what becomes us Gentlemen Would you had all such Wives and all the world That I might be no wonder y' are all sad What do you envie me I walk methinks On water and ne're sink I am so light Mel. 'T is well you are so Amint. Well how can I be other when she looks thus Is there no musick there let 's dance Mel. Why this is strange Amintor Amint. I do not know my self Yet I could wish my joy were less Diph. I 'le marry too if it will make one thus Evad. Amintor hark Aside Amint. What says my Love I must obey Evad. You do it scurvily 't will be perceiv'd Cle. My Lord the King is here Enter King and Lysi Amint. Where Stra. And his Brother King Good morrow all Amintor joy on joy fall thick upon thee And Madam you are alter'd since I saw you I must salute you you are now anothers How lik't you your nights rest Evad. Ill Sir Amint. I ' deed she took but little Lys You 'l let her take more and thank her too shortly King Amintor wert thou truly
Widow Be you very wise and be knighted and then give thanks for me Sir Savil. What sayes your worship to this mony Mor. I say he may have mony if he please Savil. A thousand Sir Mor. A thousand Sir provided any wise Sir his Land lye for the payment otherwise Enter Young Loveless and Comrades to them Savil. He 's here himself Sir and can better tell you Mor. My notable dear friend and worthy Master Loveless and now right worshipfull all joy and welcom Yo. Lo. Thanks to my dear incloser Master Morecraft prethee old Angel gold salute my family I 'le do as much for yours this and your own desires fair Gentlewoman Wid. And yours Sir if you mean well 't is a hansome Gentleman Young Lo. Sirrah my Brother 's dead More Dead Yo. Lo. Dead and by this time soust for Ember Week Morecraft Dead Young Lo. Drown'd drown'd at sea man by the next fresh Conger that comes we shall hear more Mor. Now by my faith of my body it moves me much Yo. Lo. What wilt thou be an Ass and weep for the dead why I thought nothing but a general inundation would have mov'd thee prethe be quiet he hath left his land behind him Morecraft O has he so Young Lo. Yes faith I thank him for 't I have all boy hast any ready mony Morecraft Will you sell Sir Young Lo. No not out right good Gripe marry a morgage or such a slight securitie More I have no mony Sir for Morgage if you will sell and all or none I 'le work a new Mine for you Sav. Good Sir look before you he 'l work you out of all else if you sell all your Land you have sold your Country and then you must to Sea to seek your Brother and there lye pâ—â—â—ed in a Powdering tub and break your teeth with Biskets and hard Beef that must have watâ—â—ing Sir and where 's your â—00 pounds a year in drink then If you 'l tun up the Straights you may for you have no calling for drink tâ—â—re but with a Canon nor no scoring but on your Ships sides and then if you scape with life and take a Faggot boat and a bottle of Vsquebaugh come home poor men like a tipâ— of Thames street sâ—inking of Pitch and Poor-John I cannot tell Sir I would be loth to see it Capt. Steward you are an Ass a meazel'd mungril and were â—t not again the peace of my soveraign friend here I would brâ—â—â— your â—ore-casting Coxcomb dog I would even with mâ— staffe of Office there Thy Pen and Inkhorn Noble 〈◊〉 the God of gold here has sed thee well take mony for th◠〈◊〉 haâ—â— and believe thou art cold of constitution thy 〈◊〉 unhealthful sell and be wise we are three that will adorn thee and live according to thine own heart child 〈◊〉 all be only ours and only ours shall be the black eyed beauties of the time Mony makes men Eternal Poet. Do what you will 't is the noblest course then you may live without the charge of people only we four will make a Family I and an Age that will beget new An â—als in which I 'le write thy life my son of pleasure equal witâ— Nero and Calâ—gula Young Lo. What mâ—n were they Captain Capt. Two roaring Boys of Rome that made all split Young Lo. Come Sir what dare you give Sav. You will not fell Sir Young Lo. Who told you so Sir Sav. Good Sir have a care Young Lo. Peace or I 'le tack your Tongue up to your Roof What money speak More Six thousand pound Sir Capt. Take it h 'as over bidden by the Sun bind him to his bargain quickly Young Lo. Come strike me luck with earnest and draw the writings More There 's a Gods peny for thee Sav. Sir loâ— my old Masters sake let my Farm be excepted if I b come his Tenant I am undone my Children beggeâ—s and in Wise God knows what consider me dear Siâ— More I 'le have all oâ— none Young Lo. All in all inâ— dispatch the writings Exit with Com. Wâ—d Go thou art a pretty forehanded fellow would thou wert wisâ— Sav. Now do I sensibly begin to feel my self a Rascal would I could teach a School or beg or lye well I am utterly undone now he that taught thee to deceive and consen take thee to his mercy so be it Exit Savil. More Come Widow come never stand upon a Knight hood 't is a meer paper honour and not proof enough for a Serâ—ant Come Come I 'le make thee Wid. To answer in short 't is this Sir No Knight no Widow if you make me any thing it must be a Lady and so I taâ—e my leave Mâ—â—e Farewel sweet Widow and think of it Ex. Wid. Wid. Sir I do more than think of it it makes me dream Sir More She 's rich and sober if this itch were from her 〈◊〉 say I be at the charge to pay the Footmen and the Trumpets I and the Horsemen too and be a Knight and she refuse me thou then am I horst into the subsidy and so by consequence should prove a Coxcomb I 'le have a care of that Six thousand pound and then the Land is mine there 's some refreshing yet Exit Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Abigal and drops her Glove Abigal IF he but follow me as all my hopes tell me he 's man enough up goes my rest and I know I shall draw him Enter Welford Wel. This is the strangest pampered piece of flesh towards fifty that ever frailty copt withal what a trim lennoy here she has put upon me these women are a proud kind of Cattel and love this whorson doing so directly that they will not stick to make their very skins Bawdes to their flesh Here 's Dogskin and Storax sufficient to kill a Hawk what to do with it besides nailing it up amongst Irish heads of Teere to shew the mightiness of her Palm I know not there she is I must enter into Dialogue Lady you have lost your Glove Abig. Not Sir if you have found it Wel. It was my meaning Lady to restore it Abig. 'T will be uncivil in me to take back a favour Fortune hath so well bestowed Sir pray wear it for me Wel. I had rather wear a Bell. But hark you Mistres what hidden vertue is there in this Glove that you would have me wear it Is' t good against sore eyes or will it charm the Toothach Or these red tops being steept in white wine soluble wil't kill the Itch Or has it so conceal'd a providence to keep my hand from Bonds If it have none of these and prove no more but a bare Glove of half a Crown a pair 't will be but half a courtesie I wear two alwayes faith let 's draw cuts one will do me no pleasure Abig. The tenderness of his years keeps him as yet in ignorance he 's a well moulded fellow and I wonder his bloud should stir no
Poet and the Player means to live THE SPANISH CURATE A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Don Henrique an uxorious Lord cruel to his Brother Don Jamie younger Brother to Don Henrique Bartolus a covetous Lawyer Husband to Amaranta Leandro a Gentleman who wantonly loves the Lawyers Wife Three Gentlemen Friend to Leandro Angelo Milanes Arsenio Ascanio Son to Don Henrique Octavio supposed Husband to Jacintha Lopez the Spanish Curate Diego his Sexton Assistant which we call a Judge Algaziers whom we call Serjeants 4 Parishioners Apparitor Singers Servants WOMEN Violante supposed Wife to Don Henrique Jacintha formerly contracted to Don Henrique Amaranta Wife to Bartolus A Woman Moor Servant to Amaranta The Scene Spain The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Lowin Nicholas Toolie William Eglestone Thomas Polard Robert Benfeild Actus primus Scena prima Enter Angelo Milanes and Arsenio Arsenio LEandro paid all Mil. 'T is his usual custom And requisite he should he has now put off The Funeral black your rich heir wears with joy When he pretends to weep for his dead Father Your gathering Sires so long heap muck together That their kind Sons to rid them of their care Wish them in Heaven or if they take a taste Of Purgatory by the way it matters not Provided they remove hence what is befaln To his Father in the other world I ask not I am sure his prayer is heard would I could use one For mine in the same method Ars Fie upon thee This is prophane Mil. Good Doctor do not school me For a fault you are not free from On my life Were all Heirs in Corduba put to their Oaths They would confess with me 't is a sound Tenet I am sure Leandro do's Ars He is th' owner Of a fair Estate Mil. And fairly he deserves it He 's a Royal Fellow yet observes a mean In all his courses careful too on whom He showers his bounties he that 's liberal To all alike may do a good by chance But never out of Judgment This invites The prime men of the City to frequent All places he resorts to and are happy In his sweet Converse Ars Don Jamie the Brother To the Grandee Don Henrique appears much taken With his behaviour Mil. There is something more in 't He needs his Purse and knows how to make use on 't T is now in fashion for your Don that 's poor To vow all Leagues of friendship with a Merchant That can supply his wants and howsoe're Don Jamie's noble born his elder Brother Don Henrique rich and his Revenues long since Encreas'd by marrying with a wealthy Heir Call'd Madam Vialante he yet holds A hard hand o're Jamie allowing him A bare annuity only Ars Yet 't is said He hath no child and by the Laws of Spain If he die without issue Don Jamie â—nherits his Estate Mil. Why that 's the reason Of their so many jarrs though the young Lord â—e sick of the elder Brother and in reason Should flatter and observe him he 's of a nature Too bold and fierce to stoop so but bears up Presuming on his hopes Ars What 's the young Lad That all of 'em make so much of Mil. 'T is a sweet one And the best condition'd youth I ever saw yet So humble and so affable that he wins The love of all that know him and so modest That in despight of poverty he would starve Rather than ask a courtesie He 's the Son Of a poor cast Captain one Octavio And She that once was call'd th'fair Jacinta Is happy in being his Mother for his sake Enter Jamie Leandro and Ascanio Though in their Fortunes faln they are esteem'd of And cherish'd by the best O here they come I now may spare his Character but observe him He 'l justifie my report Jam. My good Ascanio Repair more often to me above Women Thou ever shalt be welcome Asc My Lord your favours May quickly teach a raw untutour'd Youth To be both rude and sawcy Lean. You cannot be Too frequent where you are so much desir'd And give me leave dear friend to be your Rival In part of his affection I will buy it At any rate Jam. Stood I but now possess'd Of what my future hope presages to me I then would make it clear thou hadst a Patron That would not say but do yet as I am Be mine I 'le not receive thee as a servant But as my Son and though I want my self No Page attending in the Court of Spain Shall find a kinder master Asc I beseech you That my refusal of so great an offer May make no ill construction 't is not pride That common vice is far from my condition That makes you a denyal to receive A favour I should sue for nor the fashion Which the Country follows in which to be a servant In those that groan beneath the heavy weight Of poverty is held an argument Of a base abject mind I wish my years Were sit to do you service in a nature That might become a Gentleman give me leave To think my self one My Father serv'd the King As a Captain in the field and though his fortune Return'd him home a poor man he was rich In Reputation and wounds fairly taken Nor am I by his ill success deterr'd I rather feel a strong desire that sways me To follow his profession and if Heaven Hath mark'd me out to be a man how proud In the service of my Country should I be To trail a Pike under your brave command There I would follow you as a guide to honour Though all the horrours of the War made up To stop my passage Jam. Thou art a hopeful Boy And it was bravely spoken For this answer I love thee more than ever Mil. Pity such seeds Of promising courage should not grow and prosper Ang. What ever his reputed Parents be He hath a mind that speaks him right and noble Lean. You make him blush it needs not sweet Ascanio We may hear praises when they are deserv'd Our modesty unwounded By my life I would add something to the building up So fair a mind and if till you are fit To bear Arms in the Field you 'l spend some years In Salamanca I 'le supply your studies With all conveniences Asc Your goodness Signiors And charitable favours overwhelm me If I were of your blood you could not be More tender of me what then can I pay A poor Boy and a stranger but a heart bound to your service with what willingness I would receive good Sir your noble offer Heaven can bear witness for me but alas Should I embrace the means to raise my fortunes I must destroy the lives of my poor Parents To whow I ow my being they in me Place all their comforts and as if I were The light of their dim eyes are so indulgent They cannot brook one short dayes absence from me And what will hardly win belief though young I am their Steward and
Vice-Roy hang fighting hang 't 't is â—ut of fashion Lan. I would fain labour you into your lands again go â— it is behoveful Fran. Fie Lance fie Lan. I must beat some body and why not my Master â—efore a stranger charity and beating begins at home Val. Come thou shalt beat me Lan. I will not be compel'd and you were two Masters scorn the motion Val. Wilt thou sleep Lan. I scorn sleep Val. Wilt thou go eat Lan. I scorn meat I come for rompering I come to â—ait upon my charge discreetly for look you if you will â—ot take your Mortgage again here do I lie St George and â— forth Val. And here do I St George bestride the Dragon thus â—ith my Lance. Lan. I sting I sting with my tail Val. Do you so do you so Sir I shall tail you presently Fran. By no means do not hurt him Val. Take this Nelson and now rise thou Maiden Knight â—f Malligâ— lace on thy Helmet of inchanted Sack and â—harge again Lan. I 'le play no more you abuse me will you go Fran. I 'le bid you good morrow Brother for sleep I â—annot I have a thousand fancies Val. Now thou art arrived go bravely to the matter â—nd do something of worth Frank. Lan. You shall hear from us Exeunt Lance and Frank. Val. This Rogue if he had been sober sure had beaten â—ne is the most tettish Knave Enter Uncle and Merchant Boy with a Torch Vnc. 'T is he Mer. Good morrow Val. Why Sir good morrow to you too and you be â—o lusty Vnc. You have made your Brother a fine man we met â—im Val. I made him a fine Gentleman he was a fool before â—rought up amongst the midst of Small-Beer-Brew-houses what would you have with me Mer. I come to tell you your latest hour is come Val. Are you my sentence Mer. The sentence of your state Val. Let it be hang'd then and let it be hang'd high enough I may not see it Vnc. A gracious resolution Val. What would you have else with me will you go drink and let the world slide Uncle Ha ha ha boyes â—rink Sack like Whey boyes Mer. Have you no feeling Sir Val. Come hither Merchant make me a supper thou most reverent Land catcher a supper of forty pounds Mer. What then Sir Val. Then bring thy Wife along and thy fair Sisters â—hy Neighbours and their Wives and all their trinkets â—et me have forty Trumpets and such Wine we 'll laugh at all the miseries of Mortgage and then in state I 'le rendeâ— thee an answer Mer. What say you to this Vnc. I dare not say nor think neither Mer. Will you redeem your state speak to the point Sir Val. Not not if it were mine heir in the Turks Gallies Mer. Then I must take an order Val. Take a thousand I will not keep it nor thou shalt not have it because thou camest i' th' nick thou shalt not have it go take possession and be sure you hold it hold fast with both hands for there be those hounds uncoupled will ring you such a knell go down in glory and march up on my land and cry All 's mine cry as the Devil did and be the Devil mark what an Echo follows build fine March-panes to entertain Sir Silk-worm and his Lady and pull the Chappel down and raise a Chamber for Mistress Silver-pin to lay her belly in mark what an Earthquake comes Then foolish Merchant my Tenants are no Subjects they obey nothing and they are people too never Christened they know no Law nor Conscience they 'll devour thee and thou mortal the stopple they 'll confound thee within three days no bit nor memory of what thou wert no not the Wart upon thy Nose there shall be e're heard of more go take possession and bring thy Children down to rost like Rabbets they love young Toasts and Butter Bow-bell Suckers as they love mischief and hate Law they are Cannibals bring down thy kindred too that be not fruitful there be those Mandrakes that will mollifie 'em go take possession I 'le go to my Chamber afore Boy go Exeunt Mer. He 's mad sure Vnc. He 's half drunk sure and yet I like this unwillingness to lose it this looking back Mer. Yes if he did it handsomely but he 's so harsh and strange Vnc. Believe it 't is his drink Sir and I am glad his drink has thrust it out Mer. Cannibals if ever I come to view his Regiment if fair terms may be had Vnc. He tells you true Sir they are a bunch of the most boisterous Rascals disorder ever made let 'em be mad once the power of the whole Country cannot cool 'em be patient but a while Mer. As long as you will Sir before I buy a bargain of such Runts I 'le buy a Colledge for Bears and live among ' em Enter Francisco Lance Boy with a Torch Fran. How dost thou now Lan. Better than I was and straighter but my head 's a Hogshead still it rowls and tumbles Fran. Thou wert cruelly paid Lan. I may live to requite it put a Snaffle of Sack in my mouth and then ride me very well Fran. 'T was all but sport I 'le tell thee what I mean now I mean to see this Wench Lan. Where a Devil is she and there were two 't were better Fran. Dost thou hear the Bell ring Lan. Yes yes Fran. Then she comes to prayers early each morning thither Now if I could but meet her for I am of another mettle now Enter Isabel and Shorthose with a Torch Lan. What light 's yon Fran. Ha 't is a light take her by the hand and court her Lan. Take her below the girdle you 'l never speed else it comes on this way still oh that I had but such an opportunity in a Saw-pit how it comes on comes on 't is here Fran. 'T is she fortune I kiss thy hand Good morrow Lady Isa What voice is that Sirra do you steep as you go 't is he I am glad â—a't Why Shorthose Short Yes forsooth I was dreamt I was going to Church Lan. She sees you as plain as I do Isab Hold the torch up Short Hâ—râ—'s nothing but a stall and a Butchers Dog asleep in 't where did you see the voice â—â—an She looks still angry I aâ— To her and meet Sir Iâ—â—b Here here â—â—aâ— Yes Lady never bless your self I am but a man and like an honest man now I will thank you Isab What do you mean who sent for you who desired you Short Shall I put out the Torch forsooth Isab Can I not go about my private meditations Ha but such companions as you must ruffle me you had best go with me Sir Fran. 'T was my purpose Isab Why what an impudence is this you had best being so near the Church provide a Priest and perswade me to marry you Fran. It was my meaning and such a husband so loving and so carefull my youth and all my
shames are offer'd us Enter Archas Gent. and Souldiers Bur. Look behind ye Do you see that old man do you know him Souldiers Put. Your Father Sir believe me Bur. You know his marches You have seen his executions is it yet peace The. We 'l dye here first Bur. Farewel you 'l hear on 's presently â—o Stay Burris this is too poor too beggerly a body â—â—ear the honour of a charge from me â—ixt of tatter'd Rebels go provide Gallowses â—e are troubled with hot heads I 'le cool ye presently These look like men that were my Souldiers â—ow I behold 'em nearly and more narrowly My honest friends where got they these fair figures Where did they steal these shapes Bur. They are struck already Ar. Do you see that fellow there that goodly Rebel â—e looks as like a Captain I lov'd tenderly A fellow of a faith indeed Bur. He has sham'd him Ar. And that that bears the Colours there most certain So like an Ancient of mine own a brave fellow A loving and obedient that believe me Burris I aâ— amaz'd and troubled and were it not I know the general goodness of my people The duty and the truth the stedfast honestie Adam assur'd they would as soon turn Devils As rebels to allegeance for mine honour Bur. Here needs no wars Put. I pray forgive us Sir Anc. Good General forgive us or use your sword â—out words are double death Al. Good noble General Bur. Pray Sir be mercifull Ar. Weep out your shames first â—t make me fool for companie fie Souldiers My Souldiers too and play these tricks what 's he there â—â—t I have seen his face too yes most certain â—are a son but I hope he is not here now Would much resemble this man wondrous near him 〈◊〉 of his height and making too you seem a Leader The. Good Sir do not shame me more I know your anger Aâ—d less than death I look not for Ar. You shall be my charge Sir it seems you want foes When you would make your friends your Enemies A running bloud ye have but I shall cure ye Bur. Good Sir An. No more good Lord beat forward Souldiers And you march in the rear you have lost your places Exeunt SCENA VI. Enter Duke Olympia Honora Viola Du. You shall not be thus fullen still with me Sister You do the most unnobly to be angry For as I have a soul I never touch'd her I never yet knew one unchast thought in her I must confess I lov'd her as who would not I must confess I doated on her strangely I offer'd all yet so strong was her honour So fortifi'd as fair no hope could reach her And whilst the world beheld this and confirm'd it Why would you be so jealous Oly. Good Sir pardon me I feel sufficiently my follies penance And am asham'd that shame a thousand sorrows Feed on continually would I had never seen her Or with a clearer judgement look'd upon her She was too good for me so heavenly good Sir Nothing but Heaven can love that soul sufficiently Where I shall see her once again Enter Burris Du. No more tears If she be within the Dukedom we 'l recover her Welcom Lord Burris fair news I hope Bur. Most fair Sir Without one drop of bloud these wars are ended The Souldier cool'd again indeed asham'd Sir And all his anger ended Du. Where 's Lord Archas Bur. Not far off Sir with him his valiant son Head of this fire but now a prisoner And if by your sweet mercy not prevented I fear some fatal stroke Drums Enter Archas Theodore Gentlemen Souldiers Du. I hear the Drums beat Welcom my worthy friend Ar. Stand where ye are Sir Even as you love your country move not forward Nor plead for peace till I have done a justice A justice on this villain none of mine now A justice on this Rebel Hon. O my Brother Ar. This fatal firebrand Du. Forget not old man He is thy son of thine own bloud Ar. In these veins No treacherie e're harbour'd yet no mutinie I ne're gave life to lewd and headstrong Rebels Du. 'T is his first fault Ar. Not of a thousand Sir Or were it so it is a fault so mightie So strong against the nature of all mercy His Mother were she living would not weep for him He dare not say he would live The. I must not Sir Whilst you say 't is not fit your Graces mercy Not to my life appli'd but to my fault Sir The worlds forgiveness next last on my knees Sir I humbly beg Do not take from me yet the name of Father Strike me a thousand blows but let me dye yours Ar. He moves my heart I must be suddain with him I shall grow faint else in my execution Come come Sir you have seen death now meet him bravely Du. Hold hold I say a little hold consider Thou hast no more sons Archas to inherit thee Ar. Yes Sir I have another and a nobler No treason shall inherit me young Archas A hâ—m as sweet as young my Brother breeds him My â—oole Brother Brâ—kie breeds him nobly Him let your favour find give him your honour Enter Putskie alias Briskie and Alinda alias Archas Pu. Thou hast no child left Archas none to inherit thee If thou striâ—st that stroke now behold young Archas Behold thy Brother here thou bloudy Brother As blooâ—y to this sacrifice as thou art Heave up thy swoâ—â— and mine 's heav'd up strike Archas And I 'le strike too as sâ—â—â—tly as deadly Have mercy and I 'le have mercy the Duke gives it Look upon all these how they weep it from thee Choose quickly and begin Du. On your obedience On your allegeance save him Ar. Take him to ye Soul shout And sâ—â—ah be an honest man ye have reason I thank ye worthy Brother welcom child Mine own sweet child Du. Why was this boy conceal'd thus Put. Your graces pardon Peaâ—ing the vow you made against my Brother And that your anger would not only light On him but find out all his familie This young boy to preserve from after danger Like a young wench hither I brought my self In the habit of an ordinarie Captain Disguis'd got entertainment and serv'd here That I might still be ready to all fortunes That boy your grace took nobly entertain'd him But thought a Gitle Alinda Madam Ol. Stand away And let me look upon him Du. My young Mistris This is a strange metamorphosis Alinda Al. Your graces humble servant Du. Come hither Sister I dare yet scarce believe mine eyes how they view one another Dost thou not love this boy well Oly. I should lye else Trust me extreamly lye Sir Du. Didst thou never wish Olympia It might be thus Oly. A thousand times Du. Here take him Nay do not blush I do not jest kiss sweetly Boy ye kiss faintly boy Heaven give ye comfort Teach him he 'l quickly learn there 's two hearts eas'd not Ar. You do me too much
Cas Are ye so conscionable Gonz. 'T is your own Cas Pish pish I 'le not receive what is not mine That were a dangerous business Gon. Sir I am paid for 't The summes you borrowed are return'd The bâ—â—ds Cancell'd and your acquittance formerly seal'd Look here Sir Gaspero is witness to it Gas My honoured Lord I am Gon. My Lord Fernando Arcanes and the rest you all shall testifie That I acquit Lord Cassilane for ever Of any debts to me Gas 'T is plain and ample Fortune will once again smile on us fairly Cas But hark ye hark ye if you be in earnest Whence comes this bounty or whose is' t Gon. In short The great Erota by this Secretary Return'd me my full due Cas Erota why Should she do this Gon. You must ask her the cause She knows it best Cas So ho Arcanes none But women pity us soft-hearted women I am become a brave fellow now Arcanes Am I not Arc. Why Sir if the gracious Princess Have took more special notice of your services And means to be more thankfull than some others It were an injury to gratitude To disesteem her favours Anno. Sir she ever For your sake most respectively lov'd me Cas The Senate and the body of this Kingdom Are herein let me speak it without arrogance Beholding to her I will thank her for it And if she have reserv'd a means whereby I may repay this bounty with some service She shall be then my Patroness come Sirs We 'l taste a cup of wine together now Gon. Fernando I must speak with you in secret Fer. You shall Now Gaspero all 's well Gas There 's news You must be acquainted with Come there is no master-piece in Art like Policie Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Fernando and Michael Fer THE Senate is inform'd at full Mic. Gonzalo Dreams not of my arrival yet Fer. Nor thinks 'T is possible his plots can be discover'd He sats himself with hopes of Crowns and Kingdoms And laughs securely to imagine how He means to gull all but himself when truly None is so grosly gull'd as he Mich. There was never A more arch villain Fer. Peace the Senate comes Enter Porphicio Pos Senators and Gaspero Attend. Por. How closely Treason cloaks it self in forms Of Civil honesty Pos And yet how palpably Does heaven reveal it Fer. Gracious Lords Gas The Embassadour Lord Paulo Michael Advocate To the great Duke of Venice Por. You are most welcome Your Master is a just and noble Prince Mic. My Lords he bad me say that you may know How much he scorns and as good Princes ought Defies base indirect and godless treacheries To your more Sacred wisdomes he refers The punishment due to the false Gonzalo Or else to send him home to Venice Pos Herein â—he Duke is royal Gaspero the Prince 〈◊〉 Cyprus answer'd he would come Gas My Lords He will not long be absent Enter Philander and Melitus Porp. You Fernando Have made the State your debter worthy Prince We shall be sutors to you for your presence 〈◊〉 hearing and determining of matters Greatly concerning Candy Phi. Fathers I am A stranger Pos Why the cause my Lord concerns A stranger please you seat your self Phi. How e're Infit since you will have it so my Lords You shall command me Por. You my Lord Fernando With the Ambassador withdraw a while Fer. My Lords we shall Ex. Pos Melitus and the Secretary Give notice to Gonzalo that the Senate Requires his presence Ex. Gas and Mel. Enter Cassilane and Arca. Phi. What concerns the business Por. Thus noble Prince Cas Let me alone thou troublest me will be heard Arc. You know not what you do Pos Forbear who 's he that is so rude what 's he that dares â—o interrupt our counsels Cas One that has guarded Those Purple robes from Cankers worse than Moths One that hath kept your fleeces on your backs That would have been snatch'd from you but I see 'T is better now to be a Dog a Spaniel In times of Peace then boast the bruised scars Purchas'd with loss of bloud in noble wars My Lords I speak to you Por. Lord Cassilane We know not what you mean Cas Yes you are set Upon a bench of justice and a day Will come hear this and quake ye potent great ones When you your selves shall 〈◊〉 before a judge Who in a pair of scales will wâ—igh your actions Without abatement of one grain as then You would be sound full weight I charge ye fathers Let me have justice now Pos Lord Cassilane What strange distemperature provokes distrust Of our impartiality be sure We 'l flatter no mans injuries Cas 'T is well You have a Law Lords that without remorse Dooms such as are belepred with the curse Of soul ingratitude unto death Por. We have Cas Then do me justice Enter Antinous Decius Erota Hyparcha Dec. Mad-man whither run'st thou Ant. Peace Decius I am deaf Hyp. Will you forget Your greatness and your modesty Er. Hyparcha leave I will not hear Ant. Lady great gentle Lady Er. Prethee young man forbear to interrupt me Triumph not in thy fortunes I will speak Pos More uproars yet who are they that disturb us Cas The viper 's come his fears have drawn him hither And now my Lords be Chornicled for ever And give me justice against this vile Monster This bastard of my bloud Er. 'T is justice Fathers I sue for too and though I might command it If you remember Lords whose child I was Yet I will humbly beg it this old wretch Has forfeited his life to me Cas Tricks tricks Complots devices 'twixt these pair of young ones To blunt the edge of your well temper'd Swords Wherewith you strike offenders Lords but I Am not a baby to be fear'd with bug bears 'T is justice I require Er. And I. Ant. You speak too tenderly and too much like your self To mean a cruelty which would make monstrous Your Sex yet for the loves sake which you once Pleas'd to pretend give my griev'd Father leave To urge his own revenge you have no cause For yours keep peace about ye Cas Will you hear me Phil. Here 's some strange novelty Pos Sure we are mock'd Speak one at once say wherein hath your Son Transgress'd the Law Cas O the gross mists of dulness Are you this Kingdomes Oracles yet can be So ignorant first hear and then consider That I begot him gave him birth and life And education were I must confess But duties of a Father I did more I taught him how to manage Arms to dare An Enemy to court both death and dangers Yet these were but additions to compleat A well accomplish'd Souldier I did more yet I made him chief Commander in the field Next to my self and gave him the full prospect Of honour and preferment train'd him up In all perfections of a Martiallist â—â—at he unmindful of his gratitude You know with what contempt of my
up And here 's no staying longer in this Cassock Woman I here disclaim thee and in vengeance I 'll marry with that Devil but I 'll vex thee Ma. By 'r Lady but you shall not Sir I 'll watch ye Tho. Plague o' your Spanish leather hide I 'll waken ye Devil good night good night good Devil Moor. Oh. Thom. Roar again Devil roar again Exit Tho. Moor. O O Sir Ma. Open the doors before him let him vanish Now let him come again I 'll use him kinder How now Wench Moor. 'Pray lye here your self next Mistress And entertain your sweet-heart Ma. What said he to thee Moor. I had a soft Bed and I slept out all But his kind farewel ye may bake me now For o' my conscience he has made me Venison Ma. Alas poor Kate I 'll give thee a new Petticoat Dor. And I a Wastecoat wench Ma. Draw in the Bed Maids And see it made again put fresh sheets on too For Doll and I come Wench let 's laugh an hour now To morrow early will we see young Cellide They say she has taken a Sanctuary Love and they Are thick sown but come up so full of thistles Dor. They must needs Mall for 't is a pricking age grown Prithee to bed for I am monstrous sleepy Mary A match but art not thou thy Brother Dor. I would I were Wench You should hear further Ma. Come no more of that Doll Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Hylas and Thomas Hyl. I heard the doors clap now and 't be thy will wench By th' Mass she comes you are surely met fair Gentlewoman I take it Mistress Doll Sebastians Daughter Thom. I take right Sir Hylas are you ferretting I 'll fit you with a penny-worth presently Hyl. How dare you walk so late sweet so weak guarded Thom. 'Faith Sir I do no harm nor none I look for Yet I am glad I have met so good a Gentleman Against all chances for though I never knew ye Yet I have heard much good spoke of ye Hyl. Hark ye What if a man should kiss ye Thom. That 's no harm Sir 'Pray God he ' scapes my Beard there lies the mischief Hyl. Her lips are monstrous rugged but that surely Is but the sharpness of the weather hark ye once once more And in your ear sweet Mistress for ye are so And ever shall be from this hour I have vow'd it Enter Sebastian and Launcelot Seb. Why that 's my daughter Rogue dost thou not see her Kissing that fellow there there in that corner Laun. Kissing Seb. Now now now they agree o' th' match too Thom. Nay then you love me not Hyl. By this white hand Doll Thom. I must confess I have long desir'd your sight Sir Laun. Why there 's the Boots still Sir Seb. Hang Boots Sir Why they 'll wear Breeches too Thom. Dishonest me Not for the World Seb. Why now they kiss again there I knew 't was she and that her crafty stealing Out the back way must needs have such a meaning Laun. I am at my small wits ends Thom. If ye mean honourably Laun. Did she ne'r beat ye before Sir Seb. Why dost thou follow me Thou Rascal Slave hast thou not twice abus'd me Hast thou not spoil'd the Boy by thine own Covenant Wouldst thou not now be hang'd Laun. I think I would Sir But you are so impatient does not this shew Sir I do beseech ye speak and speak with judgment And let the case be equally consider'd Far braver in your Daughter in a Son now 'T is nothing of no mark every man does it But to beget a Daughter a man maiden That reaches at these high exploits is admirable Nay she goes far beyond him for when durst he But when he was drunk do any thing to speak of This is Sebastian truly Seb. Thou sayest right Launce And there 's my hand once more Thom. Not without Marriage Seb. Didst thou hear that Laun. I think she spoke of Marriage Seb. And he shall marry her for it seems she likes him And their first Boy shall be my heir Laun. I marry Now ye go right to work Thom. Fye fie Sir Now I have promis'd ye this night to marry Would ye be so intemperate are ye a Gentleman Hyl. I have no maw to marriage yet this Rascal Tempts me extreamly will ye marry presently Thom. Get you afore and stay me at the Chapel Close by the Nunnery there you shall find a night Priest Little Sir Hugh and he can say the Matrimony Over without Book for we must have no company Nor light for fear my Father know which must not yet be And then to morrow night Hyl. Nothing to night Sweet Thom. No not a bit I am sent of business About my dowry Sweet do not spoil all now 'T is of much haste I can scarce stay the marriage Now if you love me get you gone Hyl. You 'll follow Thom. Within this hour my sweet Chick Hyl. Kiss Thom. A Rope kiss ye Come come I stand o' thorns Hyl. Methinks her mouth still Is monstrous rough but they have ways to mend it Farewel Thom. Farewel I 'll fit ye with a wife Sir Seb. Come follow close I 'll see the end she aims at And if he be a handsome fellow Launcelot Fiat 't is done and all my state is setled Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Abbess Cellide and Nuns Ab. Come to your Mattins Maids these early hours My gentle Daughter will disturb a while Your fair eyes nurtur'd in ease Cel. No vertuous Mother 'T is for my holy health to purchase which They shall forget the Child of ease soft slumbers O my afflicted heart how thou art tortur'd And Love how like a Tyrant thou reign'st in me Commanding and forbidding at one instant Why came I hither that desire to have Only all liberty to make me happy Why did'st thou bring that young man home O Valentine That vertuous Youth why didst thou speak his goodness In such a phrase as if all tongues all praises Were made for him O fond and ignorant Why didst thou foster my affection Till it grew up to know no other Father And then betray it Ab. Can ye sing Cel. Yes Mother My sorrows only Ab. Be gone and to the Quire then Exeunt Musick singing SCENE IV. Enter Michael and Servant and Francis M ch Hast thou enquir'd him out Serv He 's not at home Sir His Sistâ—r thinks he 's gone to th' Nunnery Mich. Most likely I 'll away an hour hence Sirrah Come you along with this young Gentleman Do him all service and fair office Serv. Yes Sir Exeunt SCENE V. Enter Hylas and Sam. Sam. Where hast thou been man Hyl. Is there ne'r a shop open I 'll give thee a pair of Gloves Sam. Sam. What 's the matter Hyl. What dost thou think Sam. Thou art not married Hyl. By th' mass but I am all to be married I am i' th' order now Sam. Sam. To whom prithee I thought there was some such
well son John I see ye are a wood man and can chuse Your dear though it be i' th' dark all your discretion Is not yet lost this was well clapt aboard Here I am with you now when as they say Your pleasure comes with profit when ye must needs do Do where ye may be done to 't is a wisedom Becomes a young man well be sure of one thing Lose not your labour and your time together It seasons of a fool son time is pretious Work wary whilst ye have it since ye must traffick Sometimes this slippery way take sure hold Signior Trade with no broken Merchants make your lading As you would make your rest adventurously But with advantage ever John All this time Mother The child wants lookng to wants meat and Nurses Lan. Now blessing o' thy care it shall have all And instantly I 'le seek a Nurse my self son 'T is a sweet child ah my young Spaniard Take you no further care Sir John Yes of these Jewels I must by your leave Mother these are yours To make your care the stronger for the rest I 'le find a Master the gold for bringing up on 't I freely render to your charge Lan. No more words Nor no more children good son as you love me This may do well John I shall observe your Morals But where 's Don Frederick Mother Lan. Ten to one About the like adventure he told me He was to find you out Exit John Why should he stay thus There may be some ill chance in 't sleep I will not Before I have found him now this woman 's pleas'd I 'le seek my friend out and my care is eas'd Exit SCENE X. Enter Duke and Gentlemen 1 Gent. Believe Sir 't is as possible to do it As to remove the City the main faction Swarm though the streets like hornets arm'd with angers Able to ruine States no safety left us Nor means to dye like men if instantly You draw not back again Duke May he be drawn And quarter'd too that turns now were I surer Of death than thou art of thy fears and with death More than those fears are too 1 Gent. Sir I fear not Du. I would not crack my vow start from my honour Because I may find danger wound my soul To keep my body safe 1 Gent. I speak not Sir Out of a baseness to you Du. No nor do not Out of a baseness leave me what is danger More than the weakness of our apprehensions A poor cold part o' th' bloud who takes it hold of Cowards and wicked livers valiant minds Were made the Masters of it and as hearty Sea-men In desperate storms stem with a little Rudder The tumbling ruines of the Ocean So with their cause and swords do they do dangers Say we were sure to dye all in this venture As I am confident against it is there any Amongst us of so fat a sense so pamper'd Would chuse luxuriously to lye a bed And purge away his spirit send his soul out In Sugar-sops and Syrups Give me dying As dying ought to be upon mine enemy Parting with man-kind by a man that 's manly Let 'em be all the world and bring along Cain's envy with 'em I will on 2 Gent. You may Sir But with what safety 1 Gent. Since 't is come to dying You shall perceive Sir here be those amongst us Can dye as decently as other men And with as little cermony on brave Sir Duke That 's spoken heartily 1 Gent. And he that flinches May he dye lowzie in a ditch Duke No more dying There 's no such danger in it What 's a clock 3 Gent. Somewhat above your hour Duke Away then quickly Make no noise and no truble will attend us Exeunt SCENE XI Enter Frederick and Peter with a candle Fred. Give me the candle so go you out that way Peter What have we now to do Fred. And o' your life Sirrah Let none come near the door without my knowledge No not my Landlady nor my friend Peter 'T is done Sir Fred. Nor any serious business that concerns me Peter Is the wind there again Fred. Be gone Peter I am Sir Exit Enter Constantia Fre. Now enter without fear And noble Lady That safety and civility ye wish'd for Shall truly here attend you no rude tongue Nor rough behaviour knows this place no wishes Beyond the moderation of a man Dare enter here your own desires and Innocence Joyn'd to my vow'd obedience shall protect you Were dangers more than doubts Const Ye are truly noble And worth a womans trust let it become me I do beseech you Sir for all your kindness To render with my thanks this worthless trifle I may be longer troublesome Fred. Fair offices Are still their own rewards Heav'n bless me Lady From selling civil courtesies may it please ye If ye will force a favour to oblige me Draw but that cloud aside to satisfie me For what good Angel I am engag'd Const It shall be For I am truly confident ye are honest The Piece is scarce worth looking on Fred. Trust me The abstract of all beauty soul of sweetness Defend me honest thoughts I shall grow wild else What eyes are there rather what little heavens To stir mens contemplations what a Paradise Runs through each part she has good bloud be temperate I must look off too excellent an object Confounds the sense that sees it Noble Lady If there be any further service to cast on me Let it be worth my life so much I honour ye Or the engagement of whole Families Const Your service is too liberal worthy Sir Thus far I shall entreat Fred. Command me Lady You make your power too poor Const That presently With all convenient haste you would retire Unto the street you found me in Fred. 'T is done Const There if you find a Gentleman opprest With force and violence do a mans office And draw your sword to rescue him Fred. He 's safe Be what he will and let his foes be Devils Arm'd with your pity I shall conjure ' em Retire this key will guide ye all things necessary Are there before ye Const All my prayers go with ye Exâ—â— Fred. Ye clap on proof upon me men say gold Does all engages all works through all dangers Now I say beauty can do more The Kings Exchequer Not all his wealthy Indies could not draw me Through half those miseries this piece of pleasure Might make me leap into we are all like sea-Cards All our endeavours and our motions As they do to the North still point at beauty Still at the fairest for a handsom woman Setting my soul aside it should go hard But I would strain my body yet to her Unless it be her own free gratitude Hopes ye shall dye and thou tongue rot within me E're I infringe my faith now to my rescue Exit Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Duke pursued by Petruccio Antonio and that Faction Duke YOu will not
or for Surfeits A shaking fit of a whip sometimes o'retakes ye Marry you dye most commonly of choakings Obstructions of the halter are your ends ever Pray leave your horn and your knife for her to live on Eva. Poor wretched people why do you wrong your selves Though I fear'd death I should fear you ten times more You are every one a new death and an odious The earth will purifie corrupted bodies You 'll make us worse and stink eternally Go home go home and get good Nurses for you Dream not of Wives Fred. You shall have one of 'em if they dare venture for ye Evan. They are dead already Crawling diseases that must creep into The next grave they find open are these fit Husbands For her you have loved Sir though you hate me now And hate me mortally as I hate you Your nobleness in that you have done otherwise And named Evanthe once as your poor Mistris Might offer worthier choice Fre. Speak who dare take her for one moneth and then dye Phy. Dye Sir Fred. I dye Sir that 's the condition Phy. One moneth is too little For me to repent in for my former pleasure To go still on unless I were sure she would kill me And kill me delicately before my day Make it up a year for by that time I must dye My body will hold out no longer Fred. No Sir it must be but a moneth Law Then farewel Madam This is like to be a great year of dissention Among good people and I dare not lose it There will me money got Capt. Bless your good Ladiship there 's nothing in the grave but bones and ashes In Taverns there 's good wine and excellent wenches And Surgeons while we live Cutp. Adieu sweet Lady Lay me when I am dead near a rich Alderman I cannot pick his Purse no I 'le no dying Though I steal Linnen I 'le not steal my shrowd yet All. Send ye a happy match Exeunt Fool. And you all halters you have deserved 'em richly These do all Villanies and mischiefs of all sorts yet those they fear not To flinch where a fair wench is at the stake Evan. Come your sentence let me dye you see Sir None of your valiant men dare venture on me A Moneth's a dangerous thing Enter Valerio disguis'd Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Evan. Will you then be willing To dye at the time prefixt that I must know too And know it beyond doubt Fred. What if I did wench Evan. On that condition if I had it certain I would be your any thing and you should injoy me How ever in my nature I abhor you Yet as I live I would be obedient to you But when your time came how I should rejoyce How then I should bestir my self to thank ye To see your throat cut how my heart would leap Sir I would dye with you but first I would so torture ye And cow you in your end so despise you For a weak and wretched coward you must end sure Still make ye fear and shake despised still laugh at ye Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Cam. Stay there 's another and a Gentleman His habit shews no less may be his business Is for this Ladies love Fred. Say why ye come Sir and what you are Val. I am descended nobly a Prince by birth and by my trade a Souldier A Princes fellow Abidos brought me forth My Parents Duke Agenor and fair Egla My business hither to renew my love With a young noble spirit call'd Valerio Our first acquaintance was at Sea in fight Against a Turkish man of War a stout one Where Lyon-like I saw him shew his valour And as he had been made of compleat vertue Spirit and fire no dregs of dull earth in him Evan. Thou art a brave Gentleman and bravely speakest him Val. The Vessel dancing under him for joy And the rough whistling winds becalm'd to view him I saw the child of honour for he was young Deal such an Alms amongst the spightful Pagans His towring sword flew like an eager Falkon And round about his reach invade the Turks He had intrencht himself in his dead quarries The silver Crescents on the tops they carried Shrunk in their heads to see his rage so bloody And from his fury suffered sad eclipses The game of death was never plaid more nobly The meager thief grew wanton in his mischiefs And his shrunk hollow eyes smil'd on his ruinâ—s Evan. Heaven keep this Gentleman from being a Suitor For I shall ne'r deny him he 's so noble Val. But what can last long strength and spirit wasted And fresh supplies flew on upon this Gentleman Breathless and weary with oppression And almost kill'd with killing 't was my chance In a tall Ship I had to view the fight I set into him entertain'd the Turk And for an hour gave him so hot a breakfast He clapt all linnen up he had to save him And like a Lovers thought he fled our fury There first I saw the man I lov'd Valerio There was acquainted there my soul grew to him And his to me we were the twins of friendship Evan. Fortune protect this man or I shall ruine him Val. I made this voyage to behold my friend To warm my love anew at his affection But since I landed I have heard his fate My Father 's had not been to me more cruel I have lamented too and yet I keep The treasure of a few tears for you Lady For by description you were his Evanthe Evan. Can he weep that 's a stranger to my story And I stand still and look on Sir I thank ye If noble spirits after their departure Can know and wish certain his soul gives thanks too There are your tears again and when yours fail Sir Pray ye call to me I have some store to lend ye Your name Val. Vrbino Evan. That I may remember That little time I have to live your friendships My tongue shall study both Fred. Do you come hither only to tell this story Prince Vrbino Val. My business now is Sir to woo this Lady Evan. Blessing defâ—nd ye do you know the danger Val. Yes and I fear it not danger 's my play-fellow Since I was man 'thas been my best companion I know your doom 't is for a Moneth you give her And then his life you take that marries her Fred. 'T is true nor can your being born a Prince If you accept the offer free you from it Val. I not 〈◊〉 it I have cast the worst And even that worst to me is many blessings I lov'd my friend not mâ—asuâ—'d out by time Nor hireâ— by circumstance of place and honour But for his wealthy self and worth I lov'd him His minâ— and noble mold he ever mov'd in And wooe his friend because she was worthy of him The only relique that he left behind Sir To give his ashes honour Lady take me And in me keep Valerio's love alive
in the behalf of this child Mer. Are you not wise to Merri-thought Mist mer. Yes truly would I had nere seen his eyes he has undone me and himself and his children and there he lives at home and sings and hoyts and revels among his drunken companions but I warrant you where to get a penny to put bread in his mouth he knows not And therefore if it like your Worship I would intreat your Letter to the honest Host of the Bell in Waltham that I may place my child under the protection of his Tapster in some setled course of life Mer I 'm glad the heavens have heard my prayers thy Husband When I was ripe in sorrows laught at me Thy son like an unthankful wretch I having Redeem'd him from his fall and made him mine To shew his love again first stole my daughter Then wrong'd this Gentleman and last of all Gave me that grief had almost brought me down Unto my grave had not a stronger hand Reliev'd my sorrows go and weep as I did And be unpittied for here I profess An everlasting hate to all thy name Mist mer. Will you so Sir how say you by that come Micke let him keep his wind to cool his Pottage we 'll go to thy Nurses Micke she knits silk stockings boy and we 'll knit too boy and be beholding to none of them all Exeunt Michael and Mother Enter a Boy with a Letter Boy Sir I take it you are the Master of this house Mer. How then boy Boy Then to your self Sir comes this Letter Mer. From whom my pretty boy Boy From him that was your servant but no more Shall that name ever be for he is dead Grief of your purchas'd anger broke his heart 〈◊〉 saw him dye and from his hand receiv'd This paper with a charge to bring it hither Read it and satisfie your self in all Merch. LETTER SIR that I have wronged your love I must confess in which I have purchast to my self besides mine own undoing the ill opinion of my friends let not your anger good Sir outlive me but suffer me to rest in peace with your forgiveness let my body if a dying man may so much prevail with you be brought to your daughter that she may know my hot flames are now buried and withall receive a testimony of the zeal I bore her vertue farewell for ever and be ever happy Jasper Gods hand is great in this I do forgive him Yet am I glad he 's quiet where I hope He will not bite again boy bring the body And let him have his will if that be all Boy 'T is here without Sir Mer. So Sir if you please You may conduct it in I do not fear it Hum. I 'll be your Usher boy for though I say it He ow'd me something once and well did pay it Exeunt Enter Luce alone Luce. If there be any punishment inflicted Upon the miserable more than yet I feell Let it together seize me and at once Press down my soul I cannot bear the pain Of these delaying tortures thou that art The end of all and the sweet rest of all Come come oh death bring me to thy peace And blot out all the memory I nourish Both of father and my cruel friend O wretch'd maid still living to be wretched To be a say to fortune in her changes And grow to number times and woes together How happy had I been if being born My grave had been my cradle Enter servant Ser. By your leave Young Mistris here 's a boy hath brought a Coffin What a would say I know not but your father Charg'd me to give you notice here they come Enter two bearing a Coffin Jasper in it Luce. For me I hope 't is come and 't is most welcome Boy Fair Mistriss let me not add greater grief To that great store you have already Jasper That whilst he liv'd was yours now dead And here inclos'd commanded me to bring His body hither and to crave a tear From those fair eyes though he deserve not pitty To deck his Funeral for so he bid me Tell her for whom he di'd Luce. He shall have many Exeunt Coffin-carrier and Boy Good friends depart a little whilst I take My leave of this dead man that once I lov'd Hold yet a little life and then I give thee To thy first heavenly being O my friend Hast thou deceiv'd me thus and got before me I shall not long be after but believe me Thou wert too cruel Jasper ' gainst thy self In punishing the fault I could have pardoned With so untimely death thou didst not wrong me But ever wer 't most kind most true most loving And I the most unkind most false most cruell Didst thou but ask a tear I 'll give thee all Even all my eyes can pour down all my sigh's And all my self before thou goest from me There are but sparing Rites But if thy soul Be yet about this place and can behold And see what I prepare to deck thee with It shall go up born on the wings of peace And satisfied first will I sing thy Dirge Then kiss thy pale lips and then dye my self And fill one Coffin and one grave together SONG Come you whose loves are dead And whilst I sing Weep and wring Every hand and every head Bind with Cipress and sad Ewe Ribbands black and Candles blue For him that was of men most true Come with heavy mourning And on his grave Let him have Sacrifice of sighs and groaning Let him have fair flowers enow White and purple green and yellow For him that was of men most true Thou fable cloth sad cover of my joys I lift thee up and thus I meet with death Jasp And thus you meet the living Luce. Save me Heaven Jasp Nay do not flye me fair I am no spirit Look better on me do you know me yet Luce. O thou dear shadow of my friend Jasp Dear substance I swear I am no shadow feel my hand It is the same it was I am your Jasper Your Jasper that 's yet living and yet loving Pardon my rash attempt my foolish proof I put in practice of your constancy For sooner should my sword have drunk my blood And set my soul at liberty than drawn The least drop from that body for which boldness Doom me to any thing if death I take it And willingly Luce. This death I 'll give you for it So now I am satisfied you are no spirit But my own truest truest truest friend Why do you come thus to me Jasp First to see you Then to convey you hence Luce. It cannot be For I am lockt up here and watcht at all hours That 't is impossible for me to scape Jasp Nothing more possible within this Coffin Do you convey your self let me alone I have the wits of twenty men about me Only I crave the shelter of your Closet A little and then fear me not creep in That they may
think this is Die Were you a wench Sir I think you would know before me Phil. Mine own Brother Dieg. By th' Masse your noses are akin should I then Have been so barbarous to have parted Brothers Phi. You knew it then Dieg. I knew 't was necessary You should be both together Instinct Signior Is a great matter in an Host Theo. I am satisfied Enter Pedro. Ped. Is not mine Host up yet Phi. Who 's that Die I 'll see Phil. Sister withdraw your self Ped. Signior Philippo Phil. Noble Don Pedro where have you been this way Ped. I came from Port St. Maries whence the Gallies Put this last tide and bound for Barcelona I brought Mark-antonie upon his way Phi. Marc-antonie Ped. Who is turn'd Soldier And entertain'd in the new Regiment For Naples Phi. Is it possible Ped. I assure you Phi. And put they in at Barcelona Ped. So One of the Masters told me Phi. Which way go you Sir Ped. Home Phi. And I for Sivil pray you Sir say not That you saw me if you shall meet the question I have some little business Ped. Were it less Sir It shall not become me to lose the caution Shall we breakfast together Phi. I 'll come to you Sir Sister you hear this I believe your fortune Begins to be propitious to you we will hire Mules of mine Host here if we can himself To be our guide and straight to Barcelona This was as happy news as unexpected Stay you till I rid him away Theo. I will Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Alphonso and a Servant Alph. KNock at the door Ser. 'T is open Sir Alph. That 's all one Knock when I bid you Ser. Will not your Worship enter Alph. Will not you learn more manners Sir and do that Your Master bids ye knock ye knave or I 'll knock Such a round peal about your pate I enter Under his roof or come to say god save ye To him the Son of whose base dealings has undone me Knock louder louder yet I 'll starve and rot first This open air is every mans 2 Ser. within Come in Sir Enter two Servants Alph. No no Sir I am none of these Come in Sirs None of those visitants bid your wise Master Come out I have to talk unto him go Sir 2 Ser. Your worship may be welcome Alph. Sir I will not I come not to be welcome good my three Duckets My pickell'd sprat a day and no oil to 't And once a year a cotten coat leave prating And tell your Master I am here 2 Ser. I will Sir This is a strange old man Exit Alph. I welcome to him I 'll be first welcome to a Pesthouse Sirrah Let 's have your valour now cas'd up and quiet When an occasion calls 't is wisdom in ye A Servingman's discretion if you do draw Enter Leonardo and Don Zanchio carried by two Servants in a chair Draw but according to your entertainment Five Nobles worth of fury Leo. Signior Alphonso I hope no discontent from my Will given Has made ye shun my house An credit me amongst my fears 't is greatest To minister offences Alph. O good Signior I know ye for Italian breed fair tongu'd Spare your Apologies I care not for 'em As little for your love Sir I can live Without your knowledge eat mine own and sleep Without dependences or hopes upon ye I come to ask my Daughter Leo. Gentle Sir Alph. I am not gentle Sir nor gentle will be Till I have justice my poor child restor'd Your caper-cutting boy has run away with Young Signior smooth-face he that takes up wenches With smiles and sweet behaviors Songs and Sonnets Your high fed Jennet that no hedge can hold They say you bred him for a Stallion Zanch. Fie Signior there be times and terms of honor To argue these things in descidements able To speak ye noble Gentlemen ways punctual And to the life of credit ye are too rugged Alph. I am too tame Sir Leo. Will ye hear but reason Alph. No I will hear no reason I come not hither To be popt off with reason reason then Zanch. Why Signior in all things there must be method Ye choak the child of honor else discretion Do you conceive an injury Alph. What then Sir Zanch. Then follow it in fair terms let your sword bite When time calls not your tongue Alph. I know Sir Both when and what to do without directions And where and how I come not to be tutor'd My cause is no mans but mine own you Signior Will ye restore my Daughter Leo. Who detains her Alph. No more of these slight shifts Leo. Ye urge me Signior With strange injustice because my Son has err'd Zanch. Mark him Leo. Out of the heat of youth dos't follow I must be father of his crimes Alph. I say still Leave off your Rhetorick and restore my Daughter And suddainly bring in your rebel too Mountdragon he that mounts without commission That I may see him punished and severely Or by that holy Heaven I 'll fire your house And there 's my way of honor Zanch. Pray give me leave Was not man made the noblest creature Alph. Well Sir Zanch. Should not his mind then answer to his making And to his mind his actions if this ought to be Why do we run a blind way from our worths And cancel our discretions doing those things To cure offences are the most offences We have rules of justice in us to those rules Let us apply our angers you can consider The want in others of these terminations And how unfurnish'd they appear Alph. Hang others And where the wrongs are open hang respects I come not to consider Leo. Noble Sir Let us argue cooly and consider like men Alph. Like men Leo. Ye are too sudain still Alph. Like men Sir Zanch. It is fair language and ally'd to honor Alph. Why what strange beast would your grave reverence Make me appear like men Zanch. Taste but that point Sir And ye recover all Alph. I tell thy wisdom I am as much a man and as good a man Leo. All this is granted Sir Alph. As wise a man Zanch. Ye are not tainted that way Alph. And a man Dares make thee no man or at best a base man Zanch. Fie fie here wants much carriage Alph. Hang much carriage Leo. Give me good language Alph. Sirrah Signior Give me my Daughter Leo. I am as gentle as your self as free born Zanch. Observe his way Leo. As much respect ow'd to me Zanch. This hangs together nobly Leo. And for Civil A great deal more it seems go look your Daughter Zanch. There ye went well off Signior Leo. That rough tongue You understand at first you never think Sir Out of your mightiness of my loss here I stand A patient Anvil to your burning angers Made subject to your dangers yet my loss equal Who shall bring home my Son Alph. A whipping Beadle Leo. Why is your Daughter whorish
the spume of Cocitus do ye snarle you black Jill she looks like the Picture of America Val. Why stay we now Mir. This last petition to the Court I may bequeath the keeping of my Fort To this my kinsman toward the maintenance Of him and his fair virtuous wife discreet Loyal and valiant I dare give him you Val. You must not ask in vain Sir Col. My best thanks To you my noble Cosin and my service To the whole Court may I deserve this bounty Val. Proceed to th' ceremony one of our Esguard Degrade Mountferrat first Mount I will not sue For mercy 't were in vain fortune thy worst Musick An Altar discover'd with Tapers and a Book on it The two Bishops stand on each side of it Mountferrat as the Song is singing ascends up the Altar See see the stain of honor virtues foe Of Virgins fair fames the foul overthrow That broken hath his oath of chastity Dishonor'd much this holy dignity Off with his Robe expell him forth this place Whilst we rejoyce and sing at his disgrace Val. Since by thy actions thou hast made thy self Unworthy of that worthy sign thou wear'st And of our sacred order into which For former virtues we receiv'd thee first According to our Statutes Ordinances For praise unto the good a terror to The bad and an example to all men We here deprive thee of our habit and Declare thee unworthy our society From which we do expell thee as a rotten Corrupted and contagious member Esq Using th' authority th' Superior Hath given unto me I untie this knot And take from thee the pleasing yoak of heaven We take from off thy breast this holy cross Which thou hast made thy burthen not thy prop Thy spurs we spoil thee of leaving thy heels Bare of thy honor that have kick'd against Our Orders precepts next we reave thy sword And give foe to goodness and to Heaven Last 'bout thy stiffneck we this halter hang And leave thee to the mercy of thy Court. Val. Invest Miranda SONG Fair child of virtue honors bloom That here with burning zeal dost come With joy to ask the white cross cloak And yield unto this pleasing yoak That being young vows chastity And choosest wilful poverty As this flame mounts so mount thy zeal thy glory Rise past the Stars and fix in Heaven thy story 1 Bish Whar crave you gentle Sir Mir. Humble admittance To be a brother of the holy Hospital Of great Jerusalem 2 Bish Breathe out your vow Mir. To heaven and all the bench of Saints above Whose succor I implore t' enable me I vow henceforth a chaste life not to enjoy Any thing proper to my self obedience To my superiors whom Religion And Heaven shall give me ever to defend The virtuous fame of Ladies and to oppugne Even unto death the Christian enemy This do I vow to accomplish Esq Who can tell Has he made other vow or promis'd marriage To any one or is in servitude All. He 's free from all these 1 Bish Put on his spurs and girt him with the sword The scourge of Infidels and tipes of speed Buildst thy faith on this Mir. On him that dy'd On such a sacred figure for our sins 2 Bish Here then we fix it on thy left side for Thy increase of faith Christian defence and service To th' poor and thus near to thy heart we plant it That thou maist love it even with all thy heart With thy right hand protect preserve it whole For if thou fighting ' gainst heavens enemies Shalt flie away abandoning the cross The Ensign of thy holy General With shame thou justly shalt be robb'd of it Chas'd from our company and cut away As an infectious putrified limb Mir. I ask no favour 1 Bish Then receive the yoak Of him that makes it sweet and light in which Thy soul find her eternal rest Val. Most welcome All. Welcome our noble Brother Val. Break up the Court Mountferrat though your deeds Conspiring ' gainst the lives of innocents Hath forfeited your own we will not stain Our white cross with your blood your doom is theâ— o marry this coagent of your mischiefs Which done we banish you the continent If either after three daies here be found The hand of Law laies hold upon your lives Nor. Away French stallion now you have a Barbary mare of your own go leap her and engender young devilings Val. We will find something noble Norandine To quit your merit so to civil feasts According to our customs and all pray The dew of grace bless our new Knight to day Exeuâ—â— FINIS Loves Cure or the Martial Maid A COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Assistant or Governor Vitelli a young Gentleman enemy to Alvarez Lamoral a fighting Gallant friend to Vitelli. Anastro an honest Gentleman friend to Vitelli Don Alvarez a noble Gent. Father to Lucio and Clara. Siavedra a friend to Alvarez Lucio Son to Alvarez a brave young Gent. in womans habit Alguazeir a sharking panderly Constable of worship Pachieco a Cobler Mendoza a Botcher Metaldie a Smith Lazarillo Pachieco his hungry servant Bobbadilla a witty knave servant to Eugenia and Steward vant to Alvarez Herald Officer WOMEN Eugenia a virtuous Lady wife to Don Alvarez Clara Daughter to Eugenia a martial Maid valiant and chaste enamoured of Vitelli. Genevora Sister to Vitelli in love with Lucio Malroda a wanton Mistiriss of Vitelli. The Scene Sevil. A PROLOGUE At the reviving of this PLAY STatues and Pictures challenge price and fame If they can justly boast and prove they came From Phidias or Apelles None denie Poets and Painters hold a sympathy Yet their works may decay and lose their grace Receiving blemish in their Limbs or Face When the Minds Art has this preheminence She still retaineth her first excellence Then why should not this dear Piece be esteem'd Child to the richest fancies that e'r teem'd When not their meanest off-spring that came forth But bore the image of their Fathers worth Beaumonts and Fletchers whose desert out-wayes The best applause and their least sprig of Boyes Is worthy Phaebus and who comes to gather Their fruits of wit he shall not rob the treasure Nor can you ever surfeit of the plenty Nor can you call them rare though they be dainty The more you take the more you do them right And we will thank you for your own delight Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Vitelli Lamoral Anastro Vit. ALvarez pardon'd Ana. And return'd Lamo. I saw him land At St. Lucars and such a general welcome Fame as harbinger to his brave actions Had with the easie people prepar'd for him As if by his command alone and fortune Holland with those low Provinces that hold out Against the Arch-Duke were again compell'd With their obedience to give up their lives To be at his Devotion Vit. You amaze me For though I have heard that when he fled from Sevil To save his life than forfeited to Law For
women Can make men friends and enemies when they list Say A gallant undertaking and a happy Why this is noble in you and will be A welcomer present to our Master Philip Than the return from his Indies Enter Clara Genevora Eugenia and Bobadilla Cla. Father your blessing Alv. Take her if ye bring not Betwixt you boys that will find out new worlds And win 'em too I 'm a false Prophet Vit. Brother There is a Sister long divided streams Mix now at length by fate Bob. I am not regarded I was the careful Steward that provided these Instruments of peace I put the longest weapon in your Sisters hand my Lord because she was the shortest Lady For likely the shortest Ladies love the longest men And for mine own part I could have discharged â—â—t my Pistol is no ordinary Pistol it has two ramming bullets but thought I why should I shoot my two bullets into my old Lady if they had gone I would not have staid â—ong after I would ev'n have died too bravely y'â—aith like â— Roman Steward hung my self in mine own chain and there had been a story of Bobadilla Spindola Zancho for after ages to lament hum I perceive I am not only not regarded but also not rewarded Alv. Prethee peace ' shalt have a new chain next Saint Jaques day or this new gilt â—ob I am satisfied let virtue have her due And yet I am melancholy upon this atonement pray heaven the State â—â—ue it not I would my Lord Vitellie's Steward and I could meet they should find it should cost 'em a little more to make us friends well I will forswear wine and women for a year and then I will be drunk to morrow and run a whoring like a dog with a broken bottle at 's tail then will I repent next day and forswear 'em again more vehemently be forsworn next day again and repent my repentance for thus a melancholy Gentleman doth and ought to live Assist Nay you stall dine with me and afterward I 'll with ye to the King But first I will Dispatch the Castles business that this day May be compleat Bring forth the malefactors Enter Alguazier Pachieco Metaldi Mendoza Lazaril Piorato Malroda and Guard You Alguazier the Ringleader of these Poor fellows are degraded from your office You must return all stolen goods you receiv'd And watch a twelve month without any pay This if you fail of all your goods confiscate You are to be whipt and sent into the Gallies Alg. I like all but restoring that Catholique Doctrine I do dislike Learn all ye officers By this to live uprightly if you can Exit Assist You Cobler to tanslate your manners new Are doom'd to th' Cloisters of the Mendicants With this your brother botcher there for nothing To cobble and heel hose for the poor Friers Till they allow you pennance for sufficient And your amendment then you shall be freed And may set up again Pach. Mendoza come Our souls have trode awry in all mens sight We 'll underlay 'em till they go upright Exe. Pach. and Mend. Assist Smith in those shackles you for your hard heart Must lie by th' heels a year Met. I have shod your horse my Lord. Exit Assist Away for you my hungry white-loaf'd face You must to th' Gallies where you shall be sure To have no more bits than you shall have blows Laz. Well though herrings want I shall have rowes Assist Signior you have prevented us and punish'd Your selfe severelier than we would have done You have married a whore may she prove honest Pio. 'T is better my Lord than to marry an honest woman That may prove a whore Vit. 'T is a hansome wench and thou canst keep her tame I 'll send you what I promis'd Pio. Joy to your Lordships Alv. Hear may all Ladies learn to make of foes The perfect'st friends and not the perfect'st foes Of dearest friends as some do now a daies Vit. Behold the power of love to nature lost By custome irrecoverably past the hope Of friends restoring Love hath here retriv'd To her own habit made her blush to see Her so long monstrous Metamorphoses May strange affairs never have worse success Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Author fears there are some Rebel hearts Whose dulness doth oppose loves piercing darts Such will be apt to say there wanted wit The language low very few Scaenes are writ With spirit and life such odd things as these He cares not for nor ever means to please For if your selves a Mistriss or loves friends Are lik'd with this smooth Play he hath his ends FINIS WOMEN PLEAS'D A TRAGY-COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Duke of Siena Suitor to Belvidere Silvio A Gentleman of quality servant to Belvidere Claudio Silvio's friend brother to Isabella Bartello Captain of the Citadel Vncle to Silvio Lopez A sordid Vsurer the jealous Husband of Isabella Lords of Florence Lords of Siena Councellors Courtiers Penurio A hungry servant to Lopez Soto A merry servant to Claudio A Farmer Father to Soto Captain Soldiers of the Guard A Clarke Bomby An enemy to Watches and May-poles Morrice-dancers Masquers WOMEN Dutchess of Florence Belvidere A virtuous Princess daughter to the Dutchess in love with Silvio Rodope wife to Bartello Isabella Wife to Lopez and Sister to Claudio Jaquenett servant to Isabella Two Gentlewomen The Scene Florence The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Vnderwood Rob. Benfield Rich. Sharpe John Lowin Will. Eglestone Nicholas Toolie Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Bartello and Silvio Sil. T Is true she is a right good Princess and a just one And Florence when she sets has lost a Planet Bar. My Mistriss I tell thee gentle Nephew There is not such another friend to goodness To down-right dealing to faith and true heart Within the Christian confines Before she blest us Justice was a Cheese-monger a meer Cheese-monger Weigh'd nothing to the world but Mites and Maggots And a main stink Law like a Horse-courser Her rules and precepts hung with gawdes and ribbonds And pamper'd up to cousen him that bought her When she her self was hackney lame and founder'd Sil. But the sweet Lady Belvidere the bright one Bar. I there 's a face indeed Oh my dear Nephew Could a young fellow of thy fiery mettle Freeze and that Lady in his Arms Sil. I think not Bar. Thou hast a parlous judgement but let that pass She is as truly virtuous fair and noble As her great Mother's good and that 's not ordinary Sil. But why so many Princes and so great ones Being Suitors should the Dutchess deny to match her Bar. She is a Jewel man hangs in her bosom Her only Child with her eies she sees all things Discourses with her tongue and pluck her from her So dotingly the old one loves her young one You pluck her heart out too Besides of late daies The Duke of Milan who could never win her By Love nor Treaty laid a close train for her
Poyson 's a Princely dish Mor. Hast thou no Bisket No crumbs left in thy pocket here 's my dublet Give me but three small crumbes Fran. Not for three Kingdoms If I were master of 'em Oh Lamure But one poor joynt of Mutton we ha scorn'd Man Lam. Thou speak'st of Paradise Or but the snuffes of those healths We have lewdly at midnight flang away Mor. Ah! but to lick the Glasses Enter Surgeon Fran. Here comes the Surgeon What Hast thou discover'd smile smile and comfort us Sur. I am expiring Smile they that can I can find nothing Gentlemen Here 's nothing can be meat without a miracle Oh that I had my boxes and my lints now My stupes my tents and those sweet helps of nature What dainty dishes could I make of ' em Mor. Hast ne'er an old suppository Sur. Oh would I had Sir Lâ—m Or but the paper where such a Cordial Potion or Pills hath been entomb'd Fran. Or the best bladder where a cooling-glister Mor. Hast thou no searcloths left Nor any old pultesses Fran. We care not to what it hath been ministred Sur. Sure I have none of these dainties Gentlemen Fran. Where 's the great Wen Thou cut'st from Hugh the saylers shoulder That would serve now for a most Princely banquet Sur. I if we had it Gentlemen I flung it over-board slave that I was Lam. A most unprovident villain Sur. If I had any thing that were but supple now I could make Sallads of your shoos Gentlemen And rare ones any thing unctions Mor. I and then we might fry the soals i' th' Sun The soals would make a second dish Lam. Or souce 'em in the salt-water An inner soal well souc'd En. Aminta Fran. Here comes the Woman It may be she has meat and may relieve us Let 's withdraw and mark and then be ready She 'll hide her store else and so cozen us Amin. How weary and how hungry am I How feeble and how faint is all my body Mine eyes like spent Lamps glowing out grow heavy My sight forsaking me and all my spirits As if they heard my passing bell go for me Pull in their powers and give me up to destiny Oh! for a little water a little little meat A little to relieve me ere I perish I had whole floods of tears awhile that nourisht me But they are all consum'd for thee dear Albert For thee they are spent for thou art dead Merciless fate has swallow'd thee Oh I grow heavy sleep is a salve for misery Heaven look on me and either take my life Or make me once more happy Lam. Shee 's fast asleep already Why should she have this blessing and we wake still Wake to our wants Mor. This thing hath been our overthrow And all these biting mischiefs that fall on us Are come through her means Fran. True we were bound ye all know For happy places and most fertile Islands Where we had constant promises of all things She turn'd the Captains mind And must have him go in search I know not of who Nor to what end of such a fool her brother And such a coxcomb her kinsman and we must put in every where She has put us in now ysaith Lam. Why should we consume thus and starve Have nothing to relieve us And she live there that bred all our miseries Unrosted or unsod Mor. I have read in stories Lam. Of such restoring meates We have examples Thousand examples and allow'd for excellent Women that have eate their Children Men their slaves nay their brothers but these are nothing Husbands devoured their Wives thye are their Chattels And of a Schoolmaâ—ter that iâ— a time of famine Powdered up all his Scholars Mor. Shee 's young and tydie In my conscience she 'll eat delicately â—ust like young Pork a little lean Your opinion Surgeon Sur. I think she may be made good meat But look we shall want Salt Fran. Tush she needs no powdering Sur. I grant ye But to suck out the humorous parts by all means Le ts kill her in a chase she 'll eat the sweeter Lam. Let 's kill her any way and kill her quickly That we might be at our meat Sur. How if the Captain Mor. Taâ—k not of him he 's dead and the rest famish'd Wake her Surgeon and cut her throat And then divide her every Man his share Fran. She wakes her self Amin. Holy and good things keep me What cruel dreams have I had Who are these O they are my friends for heavens sake Gentlemen Give â—e some food to save my life if ye have ought to spare A little to relieve me I may bless ye For weak and wretched ready to perish Even now I die Mor. You 'll save a labor then You bred these miseries and you shall pay for 't We have no meat nor where to have we know not Nor how to pull our selves from these afflictions We are starv'd too famisht all our hopes deluded Yet ere we die thus wee 'll have one dainty meal Amin. Shall I be with ye Gentlemen Lam. Yes mary shall ye in our bellies Lady We love you well Amin. What said you Sir Lam. Mary wee 'll eat your Ladiship Fran. You that have buried us in this base Island Wee 'll bury ye in a more noble Monument Sur. Will ye say your prayers that I may perform Lady We are wondrous sharp set come Gentlemen Who are for the hinder parts Mor. I. Fran. I. Lam. And I. Sur. Be patient They will not fall to every Man's share Amin. O hear me Hear me ye barbarous men Mor. Be short and pithy Our stomachs cannot stay a long discourse Sur. And be not fearful For I 'll kill ye daintily Amin. Are ye not Christians Lam. Why do not Christians eat Women Enter Tibalt Master Saylors Amin. Eat one another 't is most impious Sur. Come come Amin. Oh help help help Tib. The Ladies voice stand off slaves What do you intend villains I have strength enough left me if you abuse this soul To Ma. They would have ravisht her upon my life Speak how was it Lady Amin. Forgive 'em 't was their hungers Tib. Ha their hungers Ma. They would have eaten her Tib. O dam'd villains speak Is it true Sur. I confess an appetite Tib. An appetite I 'll fit ye for an appetite Are ye so sharp set that her flesh must serve you Murther 's a main good service with your Worships Since ye would be such Devils Why did you not begin with one another handsomly And spare the Woman to beget more food on Amin. Good Sir Tib. You shall grow mummy rascals I 'll make you fall to your brawns and your buttocks And worry one another like keen bandogs Amin. Good Sir be merciful Tib. You shall know what 't is to be damn'd Canibals Amin. O my best friend Enter Albert. Al. Alas poor heart here Here 's some meat and sovereign drink to ease you Sit down gentle Sweet Amin. I am blest to see you
sorrows Alber. I then I was man of flesh and blood Now I am made up of fire to the full height Of a deadly Calenture O these vild women That are so ill preservers of mens honors They cannot govern their own honesties That I should thirty and odd winters feed My expectation of a noble heir And by a womans falshood find him now A fiction a mere dream of what he was And yet I love him still Pros In my opinion The sentence on this tryall from the Duke Was noble to repair Cesario's loss With the marriage of your wife had you been dead Alber. By your favor but it was not I conceive T' was disparagement to my name to have my widdow Match with a Faulkeiners son and yet beli've't I love the youth still and much pitty him I do remember at my going to Sea Upon a quarrel and a hurt receiv'd From young Mentivole my rage so far Oretopt my nobler temper I gave charge To have his hand cut off which since I heard And to my comfort brave Cesario Worthyly prevented Pros And 't was nobly done Albert. Yet the revenge for this intent of mine Hath bred much slaughter in our families And yet my wife which infinitely moans me Intends to marry my sole heir Clarissa To the head branch of the other faction Pros 'T is the mean to work reconcilement Alber. Between whom Pros Your self and the worthy Baptista Alber. Never Pros O you have been of a noble and remarkable friendship And by this match 't is generally in Florence Hop'd 't will fully be reconcil'd to me 'T would be absolute content Iulia. And to my self I have main interest in it Alb. Noble Sir you may command my heart to break for you But never to bend that way poor Cesario When thou put'st on thy mournfull willow-garland Thy enemy shall be suted I do vow In the same livery my Cesario Loved as my foster child though not my Son Which in some countryes formerly were barbarous Was a name held most affectionate thou art lost Vnfortunate young man not only slighted Where thou received'st thy breeding but since scorn'd I th' way of marriage by the poor Bianca The In-keepers daughter Pros I have heard of that too But let not that afflict you for this Lady May happily deliver at more leasure A circumstance may draw a fair event Better than you can hope for For this present we must leave you And shall visit you again within these two hours Enter Cesario Albert. Ever to me most welcome O my Cesario Cesar I am none of yours Sir so 't is protested And I humbly beg Since 't is not in your power to preserve me Any longer in a noble course of life Give me a worthy death Alber. The youth is mad Cesar Nay Sir I will instruct you in a way To kill me honorably Alber. That were most strange Cesar I am turning Pirate You may be imployed By the Duke to setch me in and in a Sea-fight Give me a noble grave Alber. Questionless he 's mad I would give any Doctor A thousand crowns to free him from this sorrow Cesar Here 's the Physitian Shewes a Poniard Alber. Hold Sir I did say To free you from the sorrow not from life Cesar Why life and sorrow are unseparable Alber. Be comforted Cesario Mentivole Shall not marry Clarissa Cesar No Sir ere he shall I 'll kill him Albar But you forseit your own life then Cesar That 's worth nothing Alber. Cesario be thy self be miâ—â— Cesario Make not thy self uncapable of that portion I have full purpose to confer upon thee By falling into madness bear thâ— wrongs With noble patience the affiâ—ted's fri nd Which ever in all actions crowns the â—â—d Ces You well awak'd me nay recover'd me Both to sence and full life O most noble sir Though I have lost my fortune and lost you For a worthy Father yet I will not lose My former virtue my integrity Shall not yet forsake me but as the wild Ivy Spreads and thrives better in some pittious ruin Of tower or defac'd Temple than it does Planted by a new building so shall I Make my adversity my instrument To winde me up into a full content Alber. 'T is worthily resolv'd our first adventure Is to stop the marriage for thy other losses Practis'd by a womans malice but account them Like conjurers winds rais'd to a fearfull blast And do some mischeif but do never last Exeunt Enter Forobosco and Clown Clow. Now sir will you not acknowledge that I have mightily advanc'd your practice Forobos 'T is confest and I will make thee a great man sor't Clow. I take a course to do that my self for I drink sack in abundance Foro. O my rare rascall We must remove Clow. Whither Foro. Any whither Europe is too little to be coz'ned by us I am ambitious to go to the East-Indies thou and I to ride on our brace of Elephants Clow. And for my part I long to be in England agen you will never get so much as in England we have snifted many countryes and many names but trance the world over you shall never purse up so much gold as when you were in England and call'd your self Doctor Lambe-stones Foro. 'T was an atractive name I confess women were then my only admirers Clow. And all their visits was either to further their lust or revenge injuries Foro. You should have sorty in a morning beleaguer my closet and strive who should be cozen'd first am ng st sourscore love-sick waiting women that has come to me in a morning to learn what fortune should betide them in their first marriage I have found above 94 to have lost their maidenheads Clow. By their own confession but I was fain to be your male midwife and work it out of them by circumstance Foro. Thou wast and yet for all this frequent resort of women and thy handing of their urinals and their cases thou art not given to lechery what should be the reason of it thou hast wholsome flesh enough about thee me thinks the divell should tempt thee to 't Clow. What need he do that when he makes me his instrument to tempt others Foro. Thou canst not chuse but utter thy rare good parts thou wast an excellent baud I acknowledge Clow. Well and what I have done that way I will spare to speak of all you and I have done sir and though we should Foro. We will for England that 's for certain Clow. We shall never want there Foro. Want their Court of Wards shall want money first for I profess my self Lord Paramount over fools and madolkes Clow. Do but store your self with lyes enough against â—ou come thither Foro. Why that 's all the familiarity I ever had with the Divell my guist of lying they say he 's the Father of lyes â—nd though I cannot conjure yet I profess my self to be one of his poor gossips I will now reveale to thee a rare
not to be broken with the marriage Of young Mentivole and fair Clarissa So you consent great Lady your Biancha Shall call Caesario Husband Julia. 'T is a motion I gladly yield to Cesar One in which you make a sad man happy Offers to kneel Bian. Kneel not all forgiven Duke With the Duke your Uncle I will make attonement and will have no denial Enter Host Forobosco Clown and Officers Mar. Let this day be still held sacred Host Now if you can conjure let the Devil unbind you Foro. We are both undone Clow. Already we feel it Host Justice Sir Duke What are they Pros I can resolve you slaves freed from the Gallies By the Viceroy of Sicilia Duke What 's their offence Host The robbing me of all my Plate and Jewels I mean the attempting of it Clow. Please your Grace I will now discover this Varlet in earnest this honest pestilent rogue profest the Art of Conjuring but all the skill that ever he had in the black Art was in making a Seacole fire only with wearing strange shapes he begot admiration amongst Fools and Women Foro. Wilt thou peach thou varlet Duke Why does he goggle with his eyes and stalke so Clow. This is one of his Magical raptures Foro. I do vilifie your censure you demand if I am guilty whir says my cloak by a trick of Legerdemain now I am not guilty I am guarded with innocence pure Silver Laceâ— assure you Clow. Thus have I read to you your virtues which notwithstanding I would not have you proud of Foro. Out thou concealment of Tallow and counterfeit Mummia Duke To the Gallies with them both Clow. The only Sea-physick for a knave is to be basted in a Gally with the oil of a Bulls Peesel Foro. And will not you make a sour face at the same sauce sirrah I hope to find thee so lean in one fortnight thou mayst be drawn by the ears through the hoop of a a firkin Duke Divide them and away with them to th' Gallies Clow. This will take down your pride Jugler Duke This day that hath given birth to blessings beyond hope admits no criminal sentence to the Temple and there with humbleness praise heavens bounties For blessings ne'er descend from thence but when A sacrifice in thanks ascends from men Exeunt omnes CUPIDS REVENGE The Persons represented in the Play Cupid Leontius the old Duke of Lycia Leucippus Son to the Duke Ismenus Nephew to the Duke Telamon a Lycian Lord. Courtiers Dorialus Agenor Nisus Timantus a villainous Sycophant The Priest of Cupid Four young Men and Maids Nilo sent in Commission to pull down Cupid's Image Zoilus Leucipp us's Dwarf Four Citizens Women Hidaspes Daughter to the Duke Cleophila and Hero her Attendants Bacha a Strumpet Urania her Daughter Bacha's Maid Urania's Maid Servants and Attendants Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Dorialus Agenor Nisus Agenor TRust me my Lord Dorialus I had mist of this if you had not call'd me I thought the Princesses birth-day had been to morrow Nisus Why did your Lordship sleep out the day Dor. I marvel what the Duke meant to make such an idle vow Nis Idle why Dor. Is' t not idle to swear to grant his Daughter any thing she shall ask on her birth-day she may ask an impossible thing and I pray heaven she do not ask an unfit thing at one time or other 't is dangerous trusting a mans vow upon the discretion on 's Daughter Age. I wonder most at the Marquiss her Brother who is always vehemently forward to have her desires granted Dor. He 's acquainted with 'em before Age. She 's doubtless very chaste and virtuous Dor. So is Leucippus her brother Nis She 's twenty year old I wonder She aske not a Husband Dor. That were a folly in her having refus'd all the Great Princes in one part of the world She 'll die a Maid Age. She may ask but one may she Nis A hundred times this day if she will And indeed every day is such a day for though The Duke has vow'd it only on this day He keeps it every day he can deny Her nothing Cornets Enter Hidaspes Leucippus Leontius Timantas Tellamon Leon. Come fair Hidaspes thou art Duchess to day Art thou prepar'd to aske thou knowest My oath will force performance And Leucippus if she now ask ought that shall Or would have performance After my death when by the help of heaven This Land is thine accursed be thy race May every one forget thou art my Son And so their own obedience Leucip. Mighty Sir I do not wish to know that fatal hour That is to make me King but if I do I shall most hastily and like a Son Perform your grant to all chiefly to her Remember that you aske what we Agreed upon Leon. Are you prepar'd then speak Hida. Most Royal Sir I am prepar'd Nor shall my Will exceed a Virgins bounds What I request shall both at once bring Me a full content Leon. So it ever does Thou only comfort of my feeble age Make known thy good desire For I dare swear thou lov'st me Hidas. This is it I beg And on my knees The people of your Land The Lycians are through all the Nations That know their name noted to have in use A vain and fruitless superstition So much more hateful that it bears the shew Of true Religion and is nothing else But a false-pleasing bold lasciviousness Leon. What is it Hidas Many ages before this When every man got to himself a Trade And was laborious in that chosen course Hating an idle life far worse than death Some one that gave himself to Wine and Sloth Which breed lascivious thoughts And found himself conjoyn'd For that by every painful man To take his stain away fram'd to himself A god whom he pretended to obey In being thus dishonest for a name He call'd him Cupid This created god Mans nature being ever credulous Of any vice that takes part with his blood Had ready followers enow and since In every age they grew especially Amongst your Subjects who do yet remain Adorers of that drowsie Deitie Which drink invented and the winged Boy For so they call him has his sacrifices These loose naked statues through the Land And in every Village nay the palace Is not free from ' em This is my request That these erect obscene Images May be pluckt down and burnt and every man That offers to 'em any sacrifice may lose his life Leon. But be advis'd my fairest daughter if he be A god he will express it upon thee my child Which heaven avert Leucip. There is no such power But the opinion of him fills the Land With lustful sins every young man and maid That feel the least desire to one another Dare not suppress it for they think it is Blind Cupid's motion and he is a god Leon. This makes our youth unchaste I am resolv'd Nephew Ismenus break the Statues down Here in the Palace
and command the City Do the like let proclamations Be drawn and hastily sent through the Land To the same purpose Ismen Sir I will break down none my self But I will deliver your command Hand I will have none in 't for I like it not Leon. Goe and command it Pleasure of my life Wouldst thou ought else make many thousand suits They must and shall be granted Hid. Nothing else Exit Ismenus Leon. But go and meditate on other suits Some six days hence I 'll give thee Audience again And by a new oath bind my self to keep it Ask largely for thy self dearer than life In whom I may be bold to call my self More fortunate than any in my age I will deny thee nothing Leu. 'T was well done Sister Exeunt all but these three Lords Nis How like you this request my Lord Dor. I know not yet I am so full of wonder We shall be gods our selves shortly And we pull 'em out of Heaven o' this fashion Age. We shall have wenches now when we can Catch 'em and we transgress thus Nis And we abuse the gods once 't is a Justice We should be heâ—d at hard meat for my part I 'll e'en make ready for mine own affection I know the god incenst must send a hardness Through all good Womens hearts and then we have Brought our Eggs and Muskadine to a fair Market Would I had giv'n an 100 l. for a tolleration That I might but use my conscience in mine Own house Dor. The Duke he 's old and past it he would Never have brought such a plague upon the Land else 'T is worse than Sword and Famine Yet to say truth we have deserv'd it we have liv'd So wickedly every man at his Livery and wou'd that Wou'd have suffic'd us we murmur'd at this Blessing that was nothing and cry'd out to the God for endless pleasures he heard us And suppied us and our Women were new still As we need 'em yet we like beasts still cry'd Poor men can number their woers give us Abundance we had it and this curse withal Age. Berlady we are like to have a long Lent on 't Flesh shall be flesh now Gentlemen I had rather Have anger'd all the gods than that blind Gunner I remember once the people did but slight him In a sacrifice and what followed Women kept their houses grew good huswives Honest forsooth was not that fine Wore their own faces Though they wear gay cloaths without surveying And which was most lamentable They lov'd their Husbands Nis I do remember it to my gries Young Maids were as cold as Cowcumbers And much of that complexion Bawds were abolisht and to which misery It must come again There were no Cuckolds Well we had need pray to keep these Divels from us The times grow mischievous There he goes Lord Enter one with an Image This is a sacriledge I have not heard of Would I were gelt that I might not Feel what follows Age. And I too You shall see within these Few years a fine confusion i' the Countrey mark it Nay and we grow for to depose the Powers And set up Chastity again well I have done A fine new goddess certainly whose blessings Are hunger and hard beds Nis This comes of fulness a sin too frequent with us I believe now we shall find shorter commons Dor. Would I were married somewhat has some savour The race of Gentry will quite run out now 'T is only left to Husbands if younger Sisters Take not the greater charity 't is lawful Age. Well let come what will come I am but one and as the plague salls I 'll shape my self If Women will be honest I 'll be found If the god be not too unmerciful I 'll take a little still where I can get it And thank him and say nothing Nis This ill wind yet may blow the City good And let them if they can get their own children They have hung long enough in doubt but howsoever the old way was the surer then they had ' em Dor. Farewel my Lords I 'll e'en take up what Rent I can before the day I fear the year will fall out ill Age. We 'll with you Sir And love so favour us As we are still thy servants Come my Lords Let 's to the Duke and tell him to what folly His doting now has brought him Exeunt Priest of Cupid with four young men and Maids Priest Come my children let your feet In an even measure meet And your chearful voices rise For to present this Sacrifice Lo great Cupid in whose name I his Priest begin the same Young men take your Loves and kiss Thus our Cupid honour'd is Kiss again and in your kissing Let no promises be missing Nor let any Maiden here Dare to turn away her ear Unto the whisper of her Love But give Bracelet Ring or Glove As a token to her sweeting Of an after secret meeting Now boy sing to stick our hearts Fuller of great Cupids darts SONG LOvers rejoyce your pains shall be rewarded The god of Love himself grieves at your crying No more shall frozen honor be regarded Nor the coy faces of a Maids denying No more shall Virgins sigh and say we dare not For men are false and what they do they care not All shall be well again then do not grieve Men shall be true and Women shall believe Lovers rejoyce what you shall say henceforth When you have caught your Sweet-hearts in your arms It shall be accounted Oracle and Worth No more faint-hearted Girls shall dream of harms And cry they are too young the god hath said Fifteen shall make a Mother of a Maid Then wise men pull your Roses yet unblown Love hates the too ripe fruit that falls alone The Measure After the Measure Enter Nilo and others Nilo No more of this here break your Rights for ever The Duke commands it so Priest do not stare I must deface your Temple though unwilling And your god Cupid here must make a Scare-crow For any thing I know or at the best Adorn a Chimney-piece Priest Oh Sacriledge unheard of Nilo This will not help it take down the Image And away with ' em Priest change your coat you had best all service now Is given to men Prayers above their hearing Will prove but bablings learn to lye and thrive 'T will prove your best profession for the gods He that lives by 'em now must be a beggar There 's better holiness on earth they say Pray God it ask not greater sacrifice Go home And if our god be not deaf as well as blind He will some smoak for it Gent. Sir Nilo Gentlemen there is no talking This must be done and speedily I have commission that I must not break Gent. We are gone to wonder what shall follow Nilo On to the next Temple Exeunt Cornets Descendit Cupid Cupid Am I then scorn'd is my all-doing Will And Power that knows no limit nor
know you will not lose her Hippolita I see one eye of yours conceives a tear The which it will deliver Florish Emil. Is this winning Oh all you heavenly powers where is your mercy But that your wills have said it must be so And charge me live to comfort this unfriended This miserable Prince that cuts away A life more worthy from him than all women I should and would die too Hip. Infinite pity That four such eyes should be so fix'd on one That two must needs be blind for 't Thes So it is Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Palamon and his Knights pinion'd Jailor Executioner c. Gard. There 's many a man alive that hath out-liv'd The love o' th' people yea i' th' self-same state Stands many a Father with his child some comfort We have by so considering we expire And not without mens pity To live still Have their good wishes we prevent The lothsome misery of age beguile The Gout and Rheum that in lag hours attend For grey approachers we come towards the gods Young and unwapper'd not halting under Crimes Many and stale that sure shall please the gods Sooner than such to give us Nectar with 'em For we are more clear Spirits My dear kinsmen Whose lives for this poor comfort are laid down You have sold 'em too too cheap 1 K. What ending could be Of more content o'er us the victors have Fortune whose Title is as momentary As to us death is certain a grain of honor They not o'er-weigh us 2 K. Let us bid farewel And with our patience anger tott'ring Fortune Who at her certain'st reels 3 K. Come who begins Pal. Ev'n he that led you to this Banquet shall Taste to you all ah ha my Friend my Friend Your gentle daughter gave me freedom once You 'll see 't done now for ever pray how does she I heard she was not well her kind of ill Gave me some sorrow Jail Sir she 's well restor'd And to be married shortly Pal. By my short life I am most glad on 't 't is the latest thing I shall be glad of prethee tell her so Commend me to her and to piece her portion Tender her this 1 K Nay let 's be offerers all 2 K. Is it a maid Pal. Verily I think so A right good creature more to me deserving Than I can quight or speak of All K. Commend us to her They give their purses Jail The gods requite you all And make her thankful Pal. Adieu and let my life be now as short As my leave taking Lies on the Block 1 K. Lead courageous Cosin 1. 2. K. We 'll follow cheerfully A great noise within crying run save bold Enter in haste a Messenger Mess Hold hold oh hold hold hold Enter Pirithous in haste Pir. Hold hoa It is a cursed haste you made If you have done so quickly noble Palamon The gods will shew their glory in a life That thou art yet to lead Pal. Can that be When Venus I have said is false How do things fare Pir. Arise great Sir and give the tidings ear That are most early sweet and bitter Pal. What Hath wak't us from our dream Pir. List then your Cosin Mounted upon a Steed that Emily Did first bestow on him a black one owing Not a hayr worth of white which some will say Weakens his price and many will not buy His goodness with this note Which superstition Hear finds allowance On this horse is Arcite Trotting the stones of Athens which the Calkins Did rather tell than trample For the horse Would make his length a mile if 't pleas'd his Rider To put pride in him as he thus went counting The flinty pavement dancing as t' were to'th' Musick His own hoofs made For as they say from iron Came Musicks origen what envious Flint Cold as old Saturne and like him possest With fire malevolent darted a Spark Or what feirce sulphur else to this end made I comment not The hot horse hot as fire Took Toy at this and fell to what disorder His power could give his will bounds comes on end Forgets-school dooing being therein train'd And of kind mannage pig-like he whines At the sharp Rowell which he frets at rather Than any jot obeyes Seeks all foul means Of boystrous and rough Iad'rie to dis-seat His Lord that kept it bravely When nought serv'd When neither Curb would crack girth break nor diff'ring plunges Dis-root his Rider whence he grew but that He kept him 'tween his legs on his hind hoofs That Arcites legs being higher than his head on end he stands Seem'd with strange art to hang His victors wreath Even then fell off his head And presently Backward the jade comes o'er and his full poyze Becomes the Riders load Yet is he living But such a vessell 't is that floats but for The surge that next approaches He much desires To have some speech with you Loe he appears Enter Theseus Hippolita Emilia Arcite in a chair Pal. O miserable end of our alliance The gods are mightie Arcite if thy heart Thy worthie manly heart be yet unbroken Give me thy last words I 'm Palamon One that yet loves thee dying Arc. Take Emilia And with her all the worlds joy Reach thy hand Farewell I have told my last hour I was false Yet never treacherous Forgive me Cosen One kiss from fair Emilia 'T is done Take her I die Pal. Thy brave soul seek Elizium Emil. I 'll close thine eyes Prince Blessed souls be with thee Thou art a right good man and whâ—le I live This day I give to tears Pal. And I to honor Thâ—se In this place first you sought Even very here I sundred you acknowledg to the gods Our thanks that you are living His part is play'd and though it were too short He did it well your day is length'ned and The blissfull dew of heaven do's arowze you The powerfull Venus well hath grac'd her Altar And given you your love Our Master Mars Hast vouch'd his Oracle and to Arcite gave The grace of the Contention So the Deities Have shew'd due justice Bear this hence Pal. O Cosen That we should things desire which doe cost us The loss of our desire That nought could bay Dear love but loss of dear love Thes Never Fortune Did play a subtler Game The conquer'd triumphs The victor has the Loss yet in the passage The gods have been most equall Palamon Your kinsman hath confest the right o' th' Lady Did lye in you for you first saw her and Even then proclaim'd your fancie He restor'd her As your stolen Jewell and desir'd your spirit To send him hence forgiven The gods my justice Take from my hand and they themselves become The Executioners Lead your Lady off And call your Lovers from the stage of death Whom I adopt my Friends A day or two Let us look sadly and give grace unto The Funerall of Arcite in whose end The visages of Bridegroomes we 'll put on And smile
makes me do so may beget in you A contrary effect Theod. Why what 's the matter Vitry I see and joy to see that sometimes poor men And most of them are good stand more indebted For mean's to breathe to such as are held vitious Than those that wear like Hypocrites on their foreheads Th' ambitious titles of just men and vertuous Mart. Speak to the purpose Vitry Who would e'er have thought The good old Queen your Highness reverend mother Into whose house which was an Academ In which all principles of lust were practis'd No soldier might presume to set his foot At whose most blessed intercession All offices in the state were charitably Confer'd on Panders o'er-worn chamber wrestlers And such physitians as knew how to kill With safety under the pretence of saving And such like children of a monstrous peace That she I say should at the length provide That men of war and honest younger brothers That would not owe their feeding to their cod-peece Should be esteem'd of more than mothers or drones Or idle vagabonds Theod. I am glad to hear it Prethee what course takes she to doe this Vitry One that cannot fail she and her virtuous train With her jewels and all that was worthy the carrying The last night left the court and as 't is more Than said for 't is confirm'd by such as met her She 's sled unto your brother Theod. How Vitry Nay storm not For if that wicked tongue of hers hath not Forgot ti 's pace and Thierry be a Prince O such a fiery temper as report Has given him out for You shall have cause to use Such poor men as my self And thank us too For comming to you and without petitions â—ray heaven reward the good old woman for 't Mart. I foresaw this Theod. I hear a tempest comming That sings mine my kingdomes ruin haste And cause a troop of horse to fetch her back Yet stay why should I use means to bring in A plague that of her self hath lest me Muster Our Soldiers up we 'll stand upon our guard For we shall be attempted Yet forbear The inequality of our powers will yield me Nothing but loss in their defeature something Must be done and done suddainly save your labor In this I 'll use no counsell but mine own That course though dangerous is best Command Our daughter be in readiness to attend us Martell your company and honest Vitry Thou wilt along with me Vitry Yes any where To be worse than I 'm here is past my fear Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Thierry Brunhalt Bawdber Lecure c. Thier. You are here in a sanctuary and that viper Who since he hath forgot to be a Son I much disdain to think of as a brother Had better in despight of all the gods To have raiz'd their Temples and spurn'd down their Altars Than in his impious abuse of you To have call'd on my just anger Brun. Princely Son And in this worthy of a near name I have in the relation of my wrongs Been modest and no word my tongue deliver'd T' express my insupportable injuries But gave my heart a wound Nor has my grief Being from what I suffer But that he Degenerate as he is should be the actor Of my extremes And force me to divide The fiers of brotherly affection Which should make but one flame Thier. That part of his As it deserves shall burn no more or if The tears of Orphans Widows or all such As dare acknowledge him to be their Lord Ioyn'd to your wrongs with his heart blood have power To put it out and you and these your servants Who in our favours shal find cause to know In that they lest not you how dear we hold them Shal give Theodoret to understand His ignorance of the prizeless Jewel which He did possess in you mother in you Of which I am more proud to be the donor Than if th' absolute rule of all the world Were offer'd to this hand Once more you are welcome Which with all ceremony due to greatness I would make known but that our just revenge Admits not of delay Your hand Lord Generall Enter Protaldie with soldiers Brun. Your favor and his merit I may say Have made him such but I am jelous how Your subjects will receive it Thier. How my subjects What doe you make of me Oh heaven My subjects How base should I esteem the name of Prince If that poor dust were any thing before The whirle-wind of my absolute command Let 'em be happy and rest so contented They pay the tribute of their hearts knees To such a Prince that not alone has power To keep his own but to increase it That Although he hath a body may add to The fam'd night labor of strong Hercules Yet is the master of a continence That so can temper it that I forbear Their daughters and their wives whose hands though strong As yet have never drawn by unjust mean Their proper wealth into my treasury But I grow glorious and let them beware That in their least repining at my pleasures They change not a mild Prince for if provok'd I dare and will be so into a Tyrant Brun. You see there 's hope that we shall rule again And your fal'n fortunes rise Bawd I hope your Highness Is pleas'd that I should still hold my place with you For I have been so long us'd to provide you Fresh bits of flesh since mine grew stale that surely If cashir'd now I shall prove a bad Cator In the Fish-market of cold chastity Lecure. For me I am your own nor since I first Knew what it was to serve you have remembred I had a soul but such an one whose essence Depended wholy on your Highness pleasure And therefore Madam Brun. Rest assur'd you are Such instruments we must not lose Lecure. Bawd Our service Thier. You have view'd them then what 's your opinion of them In this dull time of peace we have prepar'd 'em Apt for the war Ha Prota. Sir they have limbs That promise strength sufficient and rich armors The Soldiers best lov'd wealth More it appears They have been drill'd nay very pretily drill'd For many of them can discharge their muskets Without the danger of throwing off their heads Or being offensive to the standers by By sweating too much backwards Nay I find They know the right and left hand file and may With some impulsion no doubt be brought To pass the A B C of war and come Unto the Horn-book Thier. Well that care is yours And see that you effect it Prota. I am slow To promise much But if within ten days By precepts and examples not drawn from Worm-eaten presidents of the Roman wars But from mine own I make them not transcend All that e'er yet bore armes let it be said Protaldye brags which would be unto me As hatefull as to be esâ—eem'd a coward For Sir few Captaines know the way to
very young Arn. Yes Rut. And fair I dare proclaim her Else mine â—yes fail Arn. Faâ—â— as the â—nd unblasted Rut. I cannot blame him then if 't were mine own case I would not go an Ace less Arn. â—ye Rutilio Why do you make your brothers misery Your sport and game Rut. There is no pastime like it Arn. I look'd for your advice your timely Counsel How to avoid this blow not to be mockt at And my afflictions jeer'd Rut. I tell thee Arnoldo An thou wert my Father as thou art but my Brother My younger Brother too I must be merry And where there is a wench yet can a young wench A handsome wench and sooner a good turn too An I were to be hang'd thus must I handle it But you shall see Sir I can change this habit To do you any service advise what you please And see with what Devotion I 'le attend it But yet me thinks I am taken with this Custom Enter Charino and Zenocia And could pretend to th' place Arn. Draw off a little Here comes my Mistress and her Father Rut. A dainty wench Wou'd I might farm his Custom Char. My dear Daughter Now to bethink your self of new advice Will be too late late this timeless sorrow No price not prayers can infringe the fate Your beauty hath 〈…〉 â—ou my best Zenocia Be rul'd by me a Faâ—â—â—â— care directs ye Look on the Count look chearfully and sweetly What though he have thâ— power to possess ye 〈◊〉 pluck your Maiâ—â—â—onour and then slight ye 〈…〉 unresistible to enjoy you 〈◊〉 â—â—â—et Child so much your youth and goodness 〈◊〉 â—â—auty of your soul and Saint-like Modesty Have won upon his mild mind so much charm'd him That all power laid aside what Law allows him Or sudden fires kindled from those bright eyes He sues to be your servant fairly nobly For ever to be tyed your faithful Husband Consider my best child Zeno. I have considered Char. The blessedness that this breeds too consider Besides your Fathers Honour your own peace The banishment for ever of this Custom This base and barbarous use for after once He has sound the happiness of holy Marriage And what it is to grow up with one Beauty How he will scorn and kick at such an heritage Left him by lust and lewd progenitors All Virgins too shall bless your name shall Saint it And like so many Pilgrims go to your shrine When time has turn'd your beauty into ashes Fill d with your pious memory Zeno. Good Father Hide not that better Pill I loath to swallow In such sweet words Char. The Count 's a handsome Gentleman And having him y' are certain of a fortune A high and noble fortune to attend you Where if you fling your Love upon this stranger This young Arnoldo not knowing from what place Or honourable strain of blood he is sprung you venture All your own sweets and my long cares to nothing Nor are you certain of his saith why may not that Wander as he does every where Zen. No more Sir I must not hear I dare not hear him wrong'd thus Vertue is never wounded but I suffer 'T is an ill Office in your age a poor one To judge thus weakly and believe your self too A weaker to betray your innocent Daughter To his intemp'rate rude and wild embraces She hates as Heaven hates falshood Rut. A good wench She sticks close to you Sir Zeno. His faith uncertain The nobleness his vertue springs from doubted D' ye doubt it is day now or when your body 's perfect Your stomach 's well dispos'd your pulse's temperate D' ye doubt you are in health I tell you Father One hour of this mans goodness this mans Nobleness Put in the Scale against the Counts whole being Forgive his lusts too which are half his life He could no more endure to hold weight with him Arnoldo's very looks are fair examples His common and indifferent actions Rules and strong ties of vertue he has my first love To him in sacred vow I have given this body In him my mind inhabits Rut. Good wench still Zeno. And till he sting me off as undeserving Which I confess I am of such a blessing But would be loth to find it so Arn. O never Never my happy Mistress never never When your poor servant lives but in your favour One foot i' th' grave the other shall not linger What sacrifice of thanks what age of service What danger of more dreadful look than death What willing Martyrdom to crown me constant May merit such a goodness such a sweetness A love so Nobly great no power can ruine Most blessed Maid go on the Gods that gave this This pure unspotted love the Child of Heaven In their own goodness must preserve and save it And raise you a reward beyond our recompence Zeno. I ask but you a pure Maid to possess And then they have crown'd my wishes If I fall then Go seek some better love mine will debase you Rut. A pretty innocent fool well Governour Though I think well of your custom and could wish my self For this night in your place heartily wish it Yet if you play not fair play and above board too I have a foolish gin here I say no more I 'le tell you what and if your honours guts are not inchanted Arn. I should now chide you Sir for so declining The goodness and the grace you have ever shew'd me And your own vertue too in seeking rashly To violate that love Heaven has appointed To wrest your Daughters thoughts part that affection That both our hearts have tyed and seek to give it Rut. To a wild fellow that would weary her A Cannibal that feeds on the heads of Maids Then flings their bones and bodies to the Devil Would any man of discretion venture such a gristle To the rude clawes of such a Cat-a-mountain You had better tear her between two Oaks a Town Bull Is a meer Stoick to this fellow a grave Philosopher And a Spanish Jennet a most vertuous Gentleman Arn. Does this seem handsome Sir Rut. Though I confess Any man would desire to have her and by any means At any rate too yet that this common Hangman That hath whipt off the heads of a thousand maids already That he should glean the Harvest sticks in my stomach This Rogue breaks young wenches to the Saddle And teaches them to stumble ever after That he should have her for my Brother now That is a handsome young fellow and well thought on And will deal tenderly in the business Or for my self that have a reputation And have studied the conclusions of these causes And know the perfect manage I 'le tell you old Sir If I should call you wise Sir I should bely you This thing you study to betray your child to This Maiden-monger When you have done your best And think you have fixt her in the point of honour Who do you think you have tyed her to a
Surgeon I must confess an excellent dissector One that has cut up more young tender Lamb-pies Char. What I spake Gentlemen was meer compulsion No Fathers free-will nor did I touch your person With any edge of spight or strain your loves With any base or hir'd perswasions Witness these tears how well I wisht your fortunes Exit Rut. There 's some grace in thee yet you are determined To marry this Count Lady Zen. Marry him Rutilio Rut. Marry him and lye with him I mean Zen. You cannot mean that If you be a true Gentleman you dare not The Brother to this man and one that loves him I 'le marry the Devil first Rut. A better choice And lay his horns by a handsomer bed-fellow A cooler o' my conscience Arn. Pray let me ask you And my dear Mistris be not angry with me For what I shall propound I am confident No promise nor no power can force your love I mean in way of marriage never stir you Nor to forget my faith no state can wound you But for this Custom which this wretched country Hath wrought into a law and must be satisfied Where all the pleas of honour are but laught at And modesty regarded as a may-game What shall be here considered power we have none To make resistance nor policie to cross it 'T is held Religion too to pay this duty Zeno. I 'le dye an Atheist then Arn. My noblest Mistris Not that I wish it so but say it were so Say you did render up part of your honour For whilst your will is clear all cannot perish Say for one night you entertain'd this monster Should I esteem you worse forc'd to this render Your mind I know is pure and full as beauteous After this short eclipse you would rise again And shaking off that cloud spread all your lustre Zeno. Who made you witty to undoe your self Sir Or are you loaden with the love I bring you And fain would fling that burthen on another Am I grown common in your eyes Arnoldo Old or unworthy of your fellowship D' ye think because a woman I must err And therefore rather wish that fall before-hand Coloured with Custom not to be resisted D' ye love as painters doe only some pieces Some certain handsome touches of your Mistris And let the mind pass by you unexamined Be not abus'd with what the maiden vessel Is seasoned first you understand the proverb Rut. I am afraid this thing will make me vertuous Zeno. Should you lay by the least part of that love Y 'ave sworn is mine your youth and faith has given me To entertain another nay a fairer And make the case thus desp'rate she must dy else D' ye think I would give way or count this honest Be not deceiv'd these eyes should never see you more This tongue forget to name you and this heart Hate you as if you were born my full Antipathie Empire and more imperious love alone Rule and admit no rivals the purest springs When they are courted by lascivious land-floods Their maiden pureness and their coolness perish And though they purge again to their first beauty The sweetness of their taste is clean departed I must have all or none and am not worthy Longer the noble name of wife Arnoldo Than I can bring a whole heart pure and handsom Arnol. I never shall deserve you not to thank you You are so heavenly good no man can reach you I am sorrie I spake so rashly 't was but to try you Rut. You might have tryed a thousand women so And 900 fourscore and 19 should ha' followed your counsel Take heed o' clapping spurts to such free cattell Arn. We must bethink us suddenly and constantly And wisely too we expect no common danger Zen. Be most assur'd I 'le dye first Enter Clodio and Guard Rut. An 't come to that once The Devil pick his bones that dyes a coward I 'le jog along with you here comes the Stallion How smug he looks upon the imagination Of what he hopes to act pox on your kidneys How they begin to melt how big he bears Sure he will leap before us all what a sweet company Of rogues and panders wait upon his lewdness Plague of your chops you ha' more handsome bitts Than a hundred honester men and more deserving How the dogg leers Clod. You need not now be jealous I speak at distance to your wise but when the Priest has done We shall grow nearer and more familiar Rut. I 'le watch you for that trick baboon I 'le Smoke you the rogue sweats as if he had eaten Grains he broyles if I do come to the Basting of you Arno. Your Lordship May happily speak this to fright a stranger But 't is not in your honour to perform it The Custom of this place if such there be At best most damnable may urge you to it But if you be an honest man you hate it How ever I will presently prepare To make her mine and most undoubtedly Believe you are abus'd this custome feign'd too And what you now pretend most fair and vertuous Clod. Go and believe a good belief does well Sir And you Sir clear the place but leave her here Arn. Your Lordships pleasure Clod. That anon Arnoldo This is but talk Rut. Shall we goe off Arn. By any means I know she has pious thoughts enough to guard her Besides here 's nothing due to him till the tye be done Nor dare he offer Rut. Now do I long to worry him Pray have a care to the main chance Exit Ar. and Rut. Zen. Pray Sir fear not Clod. Now what say you to me Zen. Sir it becomes The modestie that maids are ever born with To use few words Clod. Do you see nothing in me Nothing to catch your eyes nothing of wonder The common mould of men come short and want in Do you read no future fortune for your self here And what a happiness it may be to you To have him honour you all women aim at To have him love you Lady that man love you The best and the most beauteous have run mad for Looâ— and be wâ—se you have a favour offer'd you 〈◊〉 not every day propound to women You are a prettie one and though each hour I am glutted with the sacrifice of beautie I may be brought as you may handle it To call so good a grace and liking on you You understand come kiss me and be joyfull I give you leave Zen. Faith Sir 't will not shew handsome Our â—â—x is blushing full of fear unskil'd too In these alarms Clod. Learn then and be perfect Zen. I do beseech your honour pardon me And take some skilfull one can hold you play I am a fool Clod. I tell thee maid I love thee 〈◊〉 that word make thee happie so far love thee That though I may enjoy thee without ceremony I will descend so low to marry thee Me thinks I see the race that shall spring from us Some
I live George Cit. Let me alone sweet-heart I have a trick in my head shall lodge him in the Arches for one year and make him sing Peccavi ' ere I leave him and yet he shall never know who hurt him neither Wife Do my good Geerge do Cit. What shall we have Rafe do now boy Boy You shall have what you will sir Cit. Why so sir go and fetch me him then and let the Sophy of Persia come and christen him a child Boy Believe me Sir that will not do so well 't is stale it has been had before at the Red Bull. Wife George let Rafe travell over great hills and let him be weary and come to the King of Cracovia's house covered with velvet and there let the Kings daughter stand in her window all in beaten gold combing her golden locks with a comb of Ivory and let her spye Rafe and fall in love with him and come down to him and carry him into her fathers house and then let Rafe talk with her Cit. Well said Nel it shall be so boy let 's ha 't done quickly Boy Sir if you will imagine all this to be done already you shall hear them talk together but we cannot present a house covered with black Velvet and a Lady in beaten gold Cit. Sir Boy le ts ha 't as you can then Boy Besides it will shew ill-favoredly to have a Grocers Prentice to court a Kings daughter Cit. Will it so Sir you are well read in Histories I pray you what was Sir Dagonet was not he Prentice to a Grocer in London read the Play of the Four Prentices of London where they toss their Pikes so I pray you fetch him in Sir fetch him in Boy It shall be done it is not our fault Gentlemen Exit Wife Now we shall see fine doings I warrant thee George O here they come how prettily the King of Cracovia's daughter is drest Enter Rafe and the Lady Squire and Dwarf Cit. I Nell it is the fashion of that Countrey I warrant thee Lady Welcome sir Knight unto my fathers Court. King of Moldavia unto me Pompiona His daughter dear but sure you do not like Your entertainment that will stay with us No longer but a night Raph. Damsell right fair I 'm on many sad adventures bound That call me forth into the Wilderness Besides my horses back in something gal'd Which will enforce me ride a sober pace But many thanks fair Lady be to you For using errant Knight with courtesie Lady But say brave Knight what is your name and birth Rafe My name is Rafe I am an Englishman As true as steel a hearty Englishman And Prentice to a Grocer in the Strand By deed indent of which I have one part But fortune calling me to follow Arms On me this holy Order I did take Of burning Pestle which in all mens eyes I bear confounding Ladies enemies Lady Oft have I heard of your brave Countrymen And fertile soil and store of wholosome food My father oft will tell me of a drink In England found and Nipitato call'd Which driveth all the sorrow from your hearts Rafe Lady 't is true you need not lay your lips To better Nipitato than there is Lady And of a wild-fowl he will often speak Which poudred beef and mustard called is For there have been great Wars 'twixt us and you But truely Rafe it was not long of me Tell me then Rafe could you contented be To wear a Ladies favor in your shield Rafe I am a Knight of Religious Order And will not wear a favor of a Ladies That trusts in Antichrist and false traditions Cit. Well said Rafe convert her if thou canst Rafe Besides I have a Lady of my own In merry England for whose virtuous sake I took these Arms and Susan is her name A Coblers maid in Milkstreet whom I vow Nere to forsake whilst life and Pestle last Lady Happy that Cobling Dame who ere she be That for her own dear Rafe hath gotten thee Unhappy I that nere shall see the day To see thee more that bear'st my heart away Rafe Lady farewell I must needs take my leave Lady Hard-hearted Rafe that Ladies dost deceive Cit. Hark thee Rafe there 's money for thee give something in the King of Cracovia's house be not beholding to him Rafe Lady before I go I must remember Your fathers Officers who truth to tell Have been about me very diligent Hold up thy snowy hand thou princely maid There 's twelvepence for your fathers Chamberlain And another shilling for his Cook For by my troth the Goose was rosted well And twelve pence for your fathers Horse-keeper For nointing my horse back and for his butter There is another shilling to the maid That washt my boot-hose there 's an English groat And twopence to the boy that wip't my boots And last fair Lady there is for your self Three pence to buy you pins at Bumbo Fair. Lady Full many thanks and I will keep them safe Till all the heads be off for thy sake Rafe Rafe Advance my Squire and Dwarf I cannot stay Lady Thou kil'st my heart in parting thus away Exeunt Wife I commend Rafe yet that he will not stoop to a Cracovian there 's properer women in London than any are there I-wis But here comes Master Humphrey and his love again now George Cit. I Cunny peace Enter Merchant Humphrey Luce and Boy Merc. Go get you up I will not be intreated And Gossip mine I 'll keep you sure hereafter From gadding out again with boys and unthrifts Come they are womens tears I know your fashion Go sirrah lock her in and keep the key Exit Luce and Boy Safe as your life Now my son Humphrey You may both rest assured of my love In this and reap your own desire Hum. I see this love you speak of through your daughter Although the hole be little and hereafter Will yield the like in all I may or can Fitting a Christian and a Gentleman Merc· I Do believe you my good son and thank you For 't were an impudence to think you flattered Hum. It were indeed but shall I tell you why I have been beaten twice about the lye Merc. Well son no more of complement my daughter Is yours again appoint the time and take her Wee 'll have no stealing for it I my self And some few of our friends will see you married Hum. I would you would i'faith for be it known I ever was afraid to lye alone Mer. Some three days hence then Hum. Three days let me see 'T is somewhat of the most yet I agree Because I mean against the pointed day To visit all my friends in new array Enter servant Ser. Sir there 's a Gentlewoman without would speak with your Worship Mer. What is she Ser. Sir I askt her not Mer. Bid her come in Enter Mistriss Merry-thought and Michael Mist mer. Peace be to your Worship I come as a poor Suitor to you Sir
will go walk by the New River in that meditation I am o'er shooes I 'm sure upon the drie bank this gullery of my Master will keep me company this two hours too if love were not an enemy to laughter I should drive away the time well enough you know my walk Sir if she sends I shall be found angling for I will try what I can catch for luck sake I will fish fair for 't Oh Knight that thou shouldst be gull'd so ha ha it does me good at heart But oh Lady thou tak'st down my merry part Exit Enter Witty-pate Witty Friend Cun. Here friend Witty All 's afoot and will goe smooth away The woman has conquer'd the women they are gone Which I have already complain'd to my Father Suggesting that Sir Gregory is fall'n off From his charge for neglects and ill usage And that he is most violently bent On Gentries wise whom I have call'd a widow And that without most sudden prevention He will be married to her Cun. All this is wrong This wings his pursuit and will be before me I am lost for ever Witty No stay you shall not go But with my Father on my wit let it lie You shall appear a friendly assistant To help in all affairs and in execution Help your self only Cun. Would my belief Were strong in this assurance Witty You shall credit it And my wit shall be your slave if it deceive you Enter Old Knight My Father Old K. Oh Sir you are well met where 's the Knight your friend Cun. Sir I think your Son has told you Witty Shall I stand to tell 't agen I tell you he loves But not my Kinswoman her base usage And your slack performance which he accuses most Indeed has turn'd the Knights heart upside down Old K. I 'll curb her for 't can he be but recover'd He shall have her and she shall be dutiful And love him as a Wife too Witty With that condition Sir I dare recall him where he enter'd the Church So much interest of love I assure in him Old K. Sir it shall be no loss to you if you do Witty I but these are words still will not the deeds Be wanting at the recovery if it should be agen Old K. Why here fool I am provided five hunder'd in earnest Of the thousands in her Dower but were they married once â—'d cut him short enough that 's my agreement Witty I now I perceive some purpose in you Father .. Old K. But wherefore is she then stol'n out of doors to him Witty To him oh sie upon your error she has another object believe it Sir Old K. I never could perceive it Cun. I did Sir and to her shame I should speak it To my own sorrow I saw it dalliance Nay dotage with a very Clown a Fool. Old K. Wit and wantons nothing else nothing else She love a fool she 'll sooner make a Fool Of a wise man Cun. I my friend complains so Sir Gregory says flatly she makes a fool of him And these hold circumstances are approv'd Favours have been sent by him yet he ignorant Whither to carry 'em they have been understood And taken from him certain Sir there is An unsuspected fellow lies conceal'd What or where e'er he is these slight neglects Could not be of a Knight else Old K. Well Sir you have promis'd if we recover him Unmarried to salve all these old bruises Cun. I 'll do my best Sir Old K. I shall thank you costly Sir and kindly too Witty Will you talk away the time here Sir and come behind all your purposes Old K. Away good Sir Witty Then stay a little good Sir for my advice Why Father are you broke your wit beggar'd Or are you at your wits end or out of Love with wit no trick of wit to surprize Those designs but with open Hue and Cry For all the world to talk on this is strange You were not wont to slubber a project so Old K. Can you help at a pinch now shew your self My Son go too I leave this to your wit Because I 'll make a proof on 't Witty 'T is thus then I have had late intelligence they are now Bucksom as Bacchus Froes revelling dancing Telling the Musicks numbers with their feet Awaiting the meeting of permonish'd friends That 's questionless little dreading you Now Sir with a dexterous trick indeed suddain And sufficient were well to enter on um As something like the abstract of a Masque What though few persons if best for our purpose That commends the project Old K. This takes up time Witty Not at all I can presently furnish With loose disguises that shall fit that Scene Old K. Why what wants then Witty Nothing but charge of Musick That must be paid you know Old K. That shall be my charges I 'll pay the Musick What e'er it cost Witty And that shall be all your charge Now on I like it there will be wit in 't Father Exit Old K. and Witty Cun. I will neither distrust his wit nor friendship Yet if his Master brain should be o'er-thrown My resolution now shall seize mine own Exit Enter Neece Lady Ruinous Guardianess Ruinous Priscian with instruments masqu'd L. Rui. Nay let 's have Musick let that sweet breath at least Give us her airy welcome 't will be the best I fear this ruin'd receptacle will yield But that most freely Nee. My welcome follows me Else I am ill come hither you assure me Still Mr. Cunningame will be here and that it was His kind entreaty that wish'd me meet him L. Ruin Else let me be that shame unto my Sex That all belief may flie um Nee. Continue still The Knights name unto my Guardianess She expects no other Ruin He will he will assure you Lady Sir Gregory will be here and suddainly This Musick fore-ran him is' t not so consorts Ruin Yes Lady he stays on some device to bring along Such a labour he was busie in some witty device Nee. 'Till belong e'r he comes then for wits a great Labour to him Guard Well well you 'll agree better one day Nee. Scarce two I think Guard Such a mock-beggar suit of cloaths as led me Into the fools pair-of-Dice with Dewze Ace He that would make me Mistriss Cun Cun Cunnie He 's quite out of my mind but I shall ne'er Forget him while I have a hole in my head Such a one I think would please you better Though he did abuse you Ruin Fye speak well of him now Your Neece has quitted him Guard I hope she has Else she loses me for ever but for Sir Gregory Would he were come I shall ill answer this Unto your Uncle else Nee. You know 't is his pleasure I should keep him company Guard I and should be your own If you did well too Lord I do wonder At the niceness of you Ladies now a days They must have Husbands with so much wit forsooth Worship and
wealth were both wont to be In better request I 'm sure I cannot tell But they get ne'er the wiser children that I see La. Ruin La la la la Sol this Musick breaths in vain Methinks 't is dull to let it move alone Let 's have a female motion 't is in private And we 'll grace 't our selves however it deserves Nee. What say you Guardianess Guard 'Las I 'm weary with the walk My jaunting days are done L. Ru. Come come we 'll fetch her in by course or else She shall pay the Musick Guard Nay I 'll have a little for my money then They Dance a Cornet is winded L. Ru. Hark upon my life the Knight 't is your friend This was the warning-piece of his approach Enter Old Knight Witty-pate Cunningame Masqu'd and take them to Dance L. Ru. Ha no words but mum well then We shall need no counsel-keeping Nee. Cunningam Cun. Yes fear nothing Nee. Fear why do you tell me of it Cun. Your Uncles here Nee. Aye me Cun. Peace Old K. We have caught ' em Witty Thank my wit Father Guard Which is the Knight think you Nee. I know not he will be found when he speaks No Masque can disguise his tongue Witty Are you charg'd Old K. Are you awake Witty I 'm answer'd in a question Cun. Next change we meet we lose our hands no more Nee. Are you prepar'd to tye ' em Cun Yes You must go with me Guard Whither Sir not from my charge believe me Cun. She goes along Nee. Will you venture and my Uncle here Cun. His stay 's prepar'd for Guard 'T is the Knight sure I 'll follow Exit Cun. Nee. Guard Old K. How now the Musick tir'd before us Ruin Yes Sir we must be paid now Witty Oh that 's my charge Father Old K. But stay where are our wanton Ladies gone Son where are they Witty Only chang'd the room in a change that 's all sure Old K. I 'll make 'em all sure else and then return to you Ruin You must pay for your Musick first Sir Old K. Must are there musty Fidlers are Beggars choosers now Ha why Witty-pate Son where am I Witty You were dancing e'en now in good measure Sir Is your health miscarried since what all you Sir Old K. Death I may be gull'd to my face where 's my Neece What are you L. Ru. None of your Neece Sir Old K. How now have you loud instruments too I 'll hear No more I thank you what have I done tro To bring these fears about me Son where am I Witty Not where you should be Sir you shall be paying For your Musick and you are in a maze Old K. Oh is' t so put up put up I pray you Here 's a crown for you L. Ruin Pish a crown Ruin Pris Ha ha ha a crown Old K. Which way do you laugh I have seen a crown Has made a Consort laugh heartily Witty Father To tell you truth these are no ordinary Musicians they expect a bounty Above their punctual desert Old K. A on your Punks and their deserts too Am I not cheated all this while think you Is not your pate in this Witty If you be cheated You are not to be indicted for your own goods Here you trifle time to market your bounty And make it base when it must needs be free For ought I can perceive Old K. Will you know the lowest price Sir Witty That I will Sir with all my heart Old K. Unless I was discover'd and they now fled Home agen for fear I am absolutely beguil'd That 's the best can be hop'd for Witty Faith 't is somewhat too dear yet Gentlemen Ruin There 's not a Denier to be bated Sir Old K. Now Sir how dear is it Witty Bate but the t'other ten pound Pris Not a Bawbee Sir Old K. How bate ten pound what 's the whole sum then Witty Faith Sir a hundred pound with much adoe I got fifty bated and faith Father to say truth 'T is reasonable for men of their fashion Old K. La la la down a hunder'd pound la la la You are a Consort of Thieves are you not Witty No Musicians Sir I told you before Old K. Fiddle faddle is it not a robbery a plain robbery Witty No no no by no means Father you have receiv'd For your money nay and that you cannot give back 'T is somewhat dear I confess but who can help it If they had been agreed with before-hand 'T was ill forgotten Old C. And how many snares have you in this I see my force Case up your instruments I yield here as robb'd and Taken from me I deliver it Witty No Sir you have perform'd your promise now Which was to pay the charge of Musick that 's all Old K. I have heard no Musick I have receiv'd none Sir There 's none to be found in me nor about me Witty Why Sir here 's witness against you you have danc'd And he that dances acknowledges a receipt of Musick Old K. I denie that Sir look you I can dance without Musick do you see Sir and I can sing without it too you are a Consort of Thieves do you hear what I do Witty Pray you take heed Sir if you do move the Musick agen it may cost you as much more Old K. Hold hold I 'll depart quietly I need not bid you farewel I think now so long as that hundred pound lasts with you Enter Guardianess Ha ha am I snapt i'faith Guar. Oh Sir Persidious Old K. I I some howling another while Musick 's too damnable dear Guard Oh Sir my heart-strings are broke if I can but live to tell you the tale I care not your Neece my charge is Old K. What is she sick Guard No no Sir she 's lustily well married Old K. To whom Guard Oh to that cunning dissembler Cuningam Old K. I 'll hang the Priest first what was he Guard Your kinsman Sir that has the Welch Benefice Old K. I sav'd him from the Gallows to that end good is there any more Guard And Sir Gregory is married too Old K. To my Neece too I hope and then I may hang her Guard No Sir to my Neece thank Cupid and that 's all that 's likely to recover me she 's Lady Fop now and I am One of her Aunts I thank my promotion Enter Credulous Cuningam Neece Sir Gregory and Mirabel Gred. I have perform'd your best Sir Old K. What have you perform'd Sir Witty Faith Sir I must excuse my Cosin in this act If you can excuse your self for making him A Priest there 's the most difficult answer I put this practise on him as from your desire A truth a truth Father Cred I protest Sir he tells you truth he mov'd me to 't in your namh Old K. I protest Sir he told you a lye in my name and were you so easie Mr. Credulous to believe him Cred. If a man should not believe his Cosin