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conscience_n	good_a	heart_n	merry_a	1,048	5	9.9107	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A45651	The mistakes, or, The false report a tragi-comedy, acted by their Majesties servants / written by Mr. Jos. Harris ; the prologue written by Mr. Dryden ; the epilogue by Mr. Tate.	Harris, Joseph, ca. 1650-ca. 1715.; Mountfort, William, 1664?-1692.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.; Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715.	1691 (1691)	Wing H865; ESTC R4488	60,524	88

company with Ghosts There may'st thou revell with some Proserpine But never think of fair Miranda more Draw if thy trembling hand can hold thy sword Draws Ric. It can and fix it in thy heart Alberto Draws Alb. Come no more words but prove it by thy deeds That side o' th field is more convenient Shaded with trees and undisturb'd with noise Thither let 's repair but make haste Ricardo Le●t thou recover from this fit of Valour by delay Ric. On then and let the Conquerour boast I think I am secure Exeunt aside Enter Soldiers 1. Sol. Hark ye Comrades why the Devill shou'd we betray this gallant man who is our fellow Soldier for the pleasure of a cowardly Statesman who is of a profession that is our greatest Enemy and still plotting for Peace and to hinder our glorious rapines abroad that they may have the spoil of all at home 3. Sol. Alas poor Pedro and art thou troubled with a qualm of conscience 1. Sol. No faith boy I 'de have you to know that I am a Soldier and scorn any such baseness but why shou'd not we commit this small peice of perjury for a brave fellow that loves us rather then for a Coward that hates us 2. Sol. Ay! but Pedro we have his money and it wou'd be ingratitude 3. Sol. Ingratitude what 's that 1. Sol. Why a sort of current coin at Court Boys that runs like quick-silver from one to another for look ye don't we dayly see what a crowd of Cringers press there every day gaping like so many Jack-Daws for preferment and commonly such as have spent three parts of their Patrimony in presenting treating and bribing this Lord or that Squire this Coxcomb or t'other Fool and at last for amends get only a large sum of bare promises and shallow hopes quite as shallow as his Lordships little-witty quilted noddle therefore I 'le have nothing to do with it but leave you all to the Devill to be advis'd 3. Sol. By Saint Iago he speaks sense in that and I scorn to be backward in any virtuous act therefore I declare for the Soldier 2. Sol. I am half converted and of thy opinion too but my safety sticks with me for this same Lord Alberto is on the other hand too Virtuous and overcharg'd Virtue you know is as ugly as when she has nothing but skin and bones on her back 3. Sol. Right and therefore he 'd thank us for saving of him but hang us for betraying the other 1. Sol. Hum and i'gad that may be for faith tho' I love him very well yet I love my self better therefore to conclude let us kill 'em both and then we shall shake hands and part with a merry heart and a good conscience 2. Sol No no the best way is to seize and apprehend 'em both for duelling then shall we enjoy our prize by Law perhaps be rewarded by the Government for our great Care and circumspection for settling and Securing the affairs of the Nation 3. Sol. Well! thou hast a rare head-piece a rare head-peice i'faith I shall live to see thee one of th●se days on the very pinicle of preferment for ahy Policy 1. Sol. What dost mean the Gallows 3. Sol. Witty Dog the Gallows why faith as thou sayst the gallows is a pinacle from whence many a weather-cock has been whirl'd off and with as handsome a farewell as your protesting Courtier gives his humble Servant that is never to see him more 2. Sol. Well well I 've policy enough for a Souldier and I care for no more 1. Sol. Ay ay and so we have all but see they 're met and coming this way 2. Sol. The Soldier drives the Cowardly Statesman lightning before him Enter Ricardo driven in by Alberto 1. Sol. O' Miracle A Courtier and loose blood in ●ight but let 's to our work They seize and disarm ' em Alb. Ha! betray'd unband me Slaves 1. Sol. Slave us no Slaves Sir we 've sav'd your life and you must get your liberty as well as you can Ric. Come since he 's seiz'd return my Sword again That I may drein from out his heart his dearest blood To fill my ebbing Veins Come let me go 2. Sol. Ha! ha ha what can the roaring Lion do when he has lost his Claws and Teeh but roar Good noble Squire of the Court you must hire Soldiers to murder a Soldier and see what comes on 't I thank you we 've earn'd our money cheaper a great deal Ric. What mean the treacherous Dogs 3. Sol. Mean why we mean to secure you both you for bribing us to murder and him for not bribing us Alb. Thus heaven can save the Innocent 'Gainst all assaults and make the worst of men The instrument of good But false Antonio False man thus to conspire against my life When thou hast rob'd me of my Love else how Shou'd he have known it and prepar'd the means For execution Come Gentlemen lead the way The way to Death the end of all my greifs 1. Sol. Our business is to lead you back to prison since we have given you a reprieve and are taking you from the place of execution Alb. Wou'd you wou'd lead me to some Labrinth Where I might loose my piercing woes for ever And wander from my self Exit Alberto with two Soldiers Ric. Ten thousand plagues go with thee Did blood affright you Slaves your dayly food In peace and war But come unhand me now 2. Sol. Ha ha ha you think we 're in jest no faith Sir you 'l not find it so indeed I cou'd be Jocose enough sometimes with such a friend as you are but that there lags behind in such a case hanging in good earnest Ric. Hell and furies they deride me too O' that I were a Basilisk for their sakes Yet think ungratefull Villains of the Gold 3. Sol. Prithee talk not to us of gold when our lives are in danger The Law runs thus he that sees a duell and does not call for help or seize the Combatants is equally guilty of the breach of the Law and under the same penalty as he that actually engages Ric. Does not your Conscience sting you for your ingratitude 2. Sol. Conscience we 've got some Court Opium of you to lull that asleep Ric. Impudent Slaves Gods must I then behold my great designs Unravell'd by so base and common hands But this defeat shall heighten my Revenge I 'le call each fiend to harbour in my breast And prompt me to the wittyest Acts of horror Nay I 'le pursue him dead and haunt his Ghost And tho' I'm sunk ten thousand fathoms deep Yet I 'le be Aetna still and spout up Flames Shall set the Heavens on fire about his Ears And with the mighty ruin ease my Cares Exeunt Omnes SCENE The Court Enter Vice-Roy Antonio Guards and Attendants V. R. Antonio saw you your friend to day Alberto Ant. My Lord I did not and it much concerns me That he should