some error 2. Law Listen sir I le gather it as breefe as I can for you Anno Primo Evandri bee it for the care and good of the Common wealth for divers necessary reasons that wee shall urge thus peremptorily enacted Cle. A faire pretence if the reasons foule it not 2. Law That all men living in our Dominions of Epire in their decayd nature to the age of foure score or women to the age of three score shall on the same day bee instantly put to death by those meanes and instruments that a former Proclamation had to this purpose through our said territories dispersed Cle. There was no women in this Senate certain 1. Law That these men being past their bearing Armes to aide and defend their Countrey past their manhood and livelihood to propogate any further issue to their posterity and as well past their councells which overgrown gravity is now run into dotage to assist their Countrey to whom in common reason nothing should be so wearisome as their owne lives as it may be supposed is tedious to their successive heires whose times are spent in the good of their Countrey yet wanting the meanes to maintaine it and are like to grow old before their inheritance borne to them come to their necessary use for the which are the women for that they never were defence to their Countrey never by Counsell admitted to the assist of government of their Countrey onely necessary to the propagation of posterity and now at the age of threescore to be past that good and all their goodnesse it is thought fâ—t then a quarter abated from the more worthy member to be put to death as is before recited provided that for the just and impartiall execution of this our Statute the example shall first begin in and about our Court which our selfe will see carefully performed and not for a full Month following extend any further into our Dominions Dated the sixt of the second month at our Pallace Royall in Epire Cle. A fine edict and very fairely guilded And is there no scruple in all these words To demurr the Law upon occasion Sim. Pox t is an unnecessary inquisition Prithee set him not about it 2. Law Troth none sir It is so evident and plain a case There is no succor for the Defendant Cle. Possible can nothing help in a good case 1. Law Faith sir I doe think there may be a hole Which would protract delay if not remedie Cle. Why there 's some comfort in that good sir speake it 1. Law Nay you must pardon me for that sir Sim. Prithee doe not It may ope a wound to many Sonns and Heires That may die after it Cle. Come sir I know how to make you speake will this dooâ— 1. Law I will afford you my opinion sir Cle. Pray you repeat the literall words expresly The time of Death Sim. T is an unnecessary question prithee let it alone 2. Law Heare his opinion t will be fruitlesse sir That man at the age of four score and women at threescore Shall the same day be put to death 1. Law Thus I helpe the man to twenty one yeares more Cle. That were a faire addition 1. Law Mark it sir wee say man is not at age Till he be one and twenty before his infancy And adolescensie nor by that addition Fourscore he cannot be till a hundred and one Sim. Oh poore evasion Hee s fourescore yeares old sir 1. Law That helps more sir He begins to be old at fifty so at fourscore Hee s but thirty yeares old so believe it sir He may be twenty yeares in declination And so long may a man linger and live bit Sim. The worst hope of safety that ere I heard Give him his fee againe t is not worth two deneers 1. Law There 's no Law for restitution of fees sir Enter Creon Antigona Cle No no sir I meant it lost when t was given Sim No more good sir Heere are eares unnecessary for your doctrine 1. Law I have spoke out my fee and I have done sir Sim Oh my deare father Creon Tush meet me not in exclaimes I understand the worst and hope no better A fine Law if this hold white heads will be cheape And many watch mens places will be vacant Forty of em I know my seniors That did due deeds of darknesse to their Countrey Has watchd em a good turne for t and tane em Napping now the fewer Hospitalls will serve to Many may be usd for stewes and brothells And those people will never trouble em to fourescore Anti. Can you play and sport with sorrow sir Creon Sorrow for what Antigona for my life My sorrowes I have kept it so long well With bringing it up unto so ill an end I might have gently lost it in my Cradle Before my Nerves and Ligaments grew strong To binde it faster to me Sim. For mine owne sake I should have beene sorry for that Creon In my youth I was a Souldier no Coward in my age I never turnd my back upon my foe I have felt natures winters sicknesses Yet ever kept a lively sap in me To greet the cheerefull spring of health agen Dangers on Horseback on Foot by Water I have scapd to this day and yet this day Without all help of casuall accidents Is onely deadly to me cause it numbers Fourscore yeares to me where 's the fault now I cannot blame Time Nature nor my Stars Nor ought but Tyranny even Kings themselves Have some times tasted an even fate with me He that has beene a Souldier all his dayes And stood in personall opposition gainst Darts and Arrowes the Extreames of heat And pinching cold has treacherously at home In his secured quiet by a villains hand Am basely lost in my starrs ignorance And so must I die by a Tyrants sword 1. Law Oh say not so sir it is by the Law Cre. And what 's that sir but the sword of tyranny When it is brandish'd against innocent lives I 'me now upon my death bed sir and t is fit I should unbosome my free conscience And shew the faith I die in I doe beleeve T is tyranny that takes my life Sim. Would it were gone By one means or other what a long day Will this be ere night Cre. Simonides Sim Heer sit weeping Cre. Wherfore dost thou 〈◊〉 Clean. Cause you make no more haste to your end Sim. How can you question nature so unjustly I had a grandfather and then had not you True filiall tears for him Clean. Hypocrite A disease of drought dry up all pity from him That can dissemble pity with wet eyes Cre Be good unto your mother Simonides She must be now your care Anti. To what end sir The bell of this sharp edict towls for me As it rings out for you I le be as ready With one hours stay to goe along with you Cre. Thou must not woman there are years behind Before thou canst set forward in
would have sons grave fathers ere their fathers Be sent unto their graves Duk. There will be expectation In your severe pooceedings against him His act being so Capitall Sim. Fearfull and bloody Therefore we charge these women leave the Court Lest they should stand to heare it Eug. I in expectation Of a most happy freedome Exit Hip. I with the apprehension Of a most sad and desolate widdow hood Exit 1. Cour. We bring him to the Bar 2. Cour. Hold up your hand sir Clean. More reverence to the place then to the persons To the one I offer up a palm Of duty and obedience showd us to heaven Imploring justice which was never wanting Upon that Bench whilst their own fathers sat But unto you my hands contracted thus As threatning vengeance against murtherers For they that kill in thought shed innocent blood With pardon to your highness too much passion Made me forget your presence and the place I now am cald too Duk. All one Majesty And Power we have to pardon or condemne Is now conferd on them Sim. And these wee l use Little to thine advantage Clean. I expect it And as to these I look no mercy from And much lesse showne to intreat it I thus now Submit me the Emblemes of your power I meane The Sword and Bench but my most reverend judges Ere you proceed to sentence for I know You have given me lost will you resolve me one thing 1. Cour. So it be breefly questioned 2. Cour. Shew your honor Day spends it selfe a pace Clean. My Lords it shall Resolve me then where are your filliall tears Your mourning habits and sad hearts become That should attend your fathers funerall Though the strick Law which I will not accuse Because a subject snatcht away their lives It doth not barr them to lament their deaths Or if you cannot spare one sad suspire It doth not bid you laugh them to their graves Lay subtle traines to antidate their yeares To be the sooner ceas'd of their estates Oh time of age where 's that Eneas now Who letting all his Jewels to the flames Forgetting country kindred treasure friends Fortunes and all things save the name of son Which you so much forget goe like Eneas Who tooke his bedrid father on his back And with that sacred load to him no burden Hewd out his way through blood through fire through Even all the armed streets of bright burning Troy Onely to saue a father Sim. We have no leasure now To heare lessons read from Virgill wee are past schoole And all this time thy judges 2. Cour. T is fit That we proceed to sentence 1. Cour. You are the mouth And now t is fit to open Sim. Justice indeed Should ever be close ear'd and open mouthd That is to heare him little and speake much Low then Cleanthes there is none can be A good son and a bad subject for if Princes Be cald the peoples fathers then the subjects Are all his sones and he that flouts the Prince Doth disobey his father there yeare gone 1. Cour. And not to be recovered Sim. And again 2. Cour. If he be gone once call him not againe Sim. I say againe this act of thine expresses A double disobedience as our Princes Are fathers so they are our soveraignes too And he that doth rebell against soveraignety Doth commit treason in the height of degree And now thou art quite gone 1. Cour. Our brother in commission Hath spoke his mind both learnedly and neatly And I can add but little howsoever It shall send him packing He that begins a fault that wants example Ought to be made example for the fault Clean. A fault no longer can I hold my selfe To heare vice upheld and vertue throwne down A fault judge then I desire where it lyeth In those that are my judges or in mee Heaven stand on my side pitty love and duty Sim. Where are they sir who sees them but your selfe Clean. Not you and I am sure You never had the gracious eyes to see them You think you arraigne me but I hope To sentence you at the Bar 2. Cour. That would shew brave Clean. This were the judgement seat we now The heaviest crimes that ever made up Unnaturallness in humanity You are found fowle and guilty by a Jury Made of your fathers curses which have brought Vengeance impending on you and I now Am forst to pronounce judgement on my judges The common Lawes of reason and of nature Condemne you ipso facto you are paricides And if you marry will beget the lyar Who when y' are growne to full maturity Will hurry you their fathers to their graves Like Traytors you take counsell from the living Of upright judgement you would rob the Bench Experience and discretion snatcht away From the earths face turne all into disorder Imprison vertue and infranchice vice And put the Sword of justice into the hands of Boyes and mad men Sim. Well well have you done sir Clean. I have spoke my thoughts Sim. Then I 'le begin and end Duk. T is time I now begin Where your commission ends Cleanthes you come from the Bar Because I know y' are severally disposd I heere invite you to an object will no doubt Recorders Old men Worke in you contrary effects Musick Musick Sons and the old men appeare Clean. Pray Heaven I dream not sure he moves talkes comfortably as joy can wish a man if he be changd Far above from me he is not ill intreated His face doth promise fullness of content And glory hath a part in t Leo. Oh my son Duk. You that can claime acquaintance with these lads Talke freely Sim. I can see none there that 's worth one hand to you from me Duk. These are thy judges and by their grave Law I find thee cleare but these Delinquents guilty You must change places for t is so decreed Such just preheminence hath thy goodness gaind Thou art the judge now they the men arraignd 1. Cour. Heer 's fine dancing Gentlemen 2. Cour. Is thy father amongst them Clean. Oh a Pox I saw him the first thing I lookt on A live againe slight I believe now a father Hath as many lives as a mother Sim. T is full as blessed as t is wonderfull Oh bring me back to the same law againe I am fowler then all these cease on me Officers And bring me to new sentence Clean. What 's all this A fault not to be pardoned Unnaturallness is but suns shaddow to it Sim. I am glad of that I hope the case may alter And I turne judge againe Duk. Name your offence Clean. That I should be so vild As once to think you cruell Duk Is that all 'T was pardond ere confest you that have sons If they be worthy heare my challenge then Cle. I should have one amongst them had he had grace To have retaind that name Sim I pray you Father Kneeles Cle. That name I know Hath been long since forgot Sim. I find
seek it How have I then sought a repentant sorrow For your dear loves how have I banishd you From your Country ever with my base attempt How have I beggerd you in wasting that Which only for your sakes I bred together Buried my name in Epire which I built Upon this frame to live for ever in What a base coward shall I be to flie From that enemy which every minute meets me And thousand odds he had not long vanquishd me Before this howr of battell sly my death I will not be so false unto your states Nor fainting to the man that 's yet in me I le meet him bravely I cannot this knowing fear That when I am gone hence I shal be there Come I have dayes of preparation left Cle. Good sir hear me I have a Genius that has prompted me And I have almost formed it into words T is done pray you observe em I can conceale you And yet not leave your Country Leon. Tush it cannot be Without a certain perill on s all Clean. Danger must be hazarded rather then accept A sure destruction you have a Lodge sir So far remote from way of passengers That seldome any mortall eye does greet with it And yes so sweetly situate with thickets Built with such cunning Laborinths within As if the provident heavens foreseeing cruelty Had bid you frame it to this purpose only Leon. Fie fie t is dangerous and treason to To abuse the law Hip. T is holy care sir Of your dear life which is your own to keep But not your own to lose either in will Or negligence Cle. Call you it treason sir I had been then a traitor unto you Had I forgot this beseech you accept of it It is secure and a duty to your selfe Leon. What a coward will you make me Cle. You mistake T is noble courage now you fight with death And yeeld not to him till you stoop under him Leon. This must needs open to discovery And then what tortor followes Cle. By what means sir Why there 's but one body in all this counsell Which cannot betray it selfe we two are one One soule one body one heart that think all one thought And yet we two are not compleatly one But as have deriv'd my selfe from you Who shall betray us where there is no second Hip. You must not mistrust my faith though my sexe Plead weak and frailty for me Leon. Oh I dare not But where 's the means that must make answer for me I cannot be lost without a full accompt And what must pay that reckoning Cle. Oh sir we will Keep solemn obits for your funerall Wee ll seem to weep and seem to joy withall That death so gently has prevented you The Lawes sharp rigor and this no mortall ear Shall participate the knowledge of Leon. Ha ha ha This wil be a sportive fine Demur If the Error be not found Cle. Pray doubt of none Your company and best prouision Must be no further furnisht then by us And in the interim your solitude May converse with heaven and fairly prepare Which was too violent and raging Thrown headlong on you Leo. Still there are some doubts Of the discovery yet I doe allow 't Hip. Will you not mention now the cost and charge Which wil be in your keeping Leon. That wil be somewhat Which you might save to Cle. With his will against him What foe is more to man then man himselfe Are you resolv'd sir Leon. I am Cleanthes If by this means I doe get a reprieve And cozen death a while when he shall come Arm'd in his own power to give the blow I le smile upon him then and laughing goe Exeunt Finis Actus Primi Act. II. Scen. I. Enter Duke Courtiers and Executioner Duke EXecutioner Exe. My Lord Duke How did old Diocles take his death Exe. As weeping Brides receive their joyes at night my Lord With trembling yet with patience Duke Why t was well 1. Cour. Nay I knew my Father would doe well my Lord When ere he came to die I 'de that opinion of him Which made me the more willing to part from him He was not fit to live i' th world indeede any time these Ten yeares my Lord But I would not say so much Duke No you did not well in t For he that 's all spent is ripe for death at all houers And does but trifle time out 1. Cour. Troath my Lord I would I had knowne your minde nine yeares agoe Duke Our Law is fourscore years because we judge Dotage compleat then as unfruitfullnesse In Women at threescore marrie if the son Can within compasse bring good sollid proofes Of his own fathers weaknes and unfitnes To live or sway the living though he want five Or ten yeares of his number that 's not it His defect makes him fourscore and t is fit He dies when he deserves for every act Is in effect then when the cause is ripe 2. Court An admirable Prince how rarely he talks Oh that w 'eed knowne this Ladds what a time did we endure In two penny Commons and in bootes twice vamp'd 1. Cour. Now we have two paires a weeke yet not thankfull T will be a fine world for them sirs that come after as 2. Cour. I and they kne wt 2. Cou Peace let them never kno wt 3. Cour. A Pox there be yong heires will soone smelt out 2. Court T will come to em by instinct man may your grace Never be old you stand so well for youth Duke Why now me thinks our Court lookes like a Spring Sweet fresh and fashionable now the old weeds are gon 1. Cour. T is as a Court should be Glosse and good Clothes My Lord no matter for merit and herein your Law prooves a provident act my Lord when men passe not the palsie of their Tongues nor colour in their Cheeks Duke But women by that Law should live long For th' are neer past it 1. Cour. It will have heates though when they see the painting Goe an inch deep i th wrincle and take up A box more then their Gossips but for men my Lord That should be the sole bravery of a Pallace To walke with hollow eyes and long white beards As if a Prince dwelt in a Land of Goates With Clothes as if they sat upon their backs on purpose To arraigne a fashion and condemn 't to exile Their pockets in their sleeves as if they layd Their eare to avarice and heard the Divell whisper Now ours lie downward heere close to the flanck Right spending pockets as a sonnes should be That lives i th fashion where our diseased fathers Would with the Sciatica and Aches Brought up your paind hose first which Ladies laught at Giving no reverence to the place lies ruind They love a doublet that 's three houres a buttoning And sits so close makes a man groane agen And his Soule matter halfe a day yet these are those That carry sway and worth
world that when their Husbands die they run to bee burnt to death with em there 's honor and credit give mee halfe a dozen such wives Wife I if her Husband were dead before 't were a reasonable request if you were dead I could be content to be so Clo. Fie that 's not likely for thou hadst two husbands before me Wife Thou wouldst not have me die would'st thou husband Clo. No I do not speake to that purpose but I say what credit it were for mee and thee if thou wouldst then thou shouldst never bee suspected for a Witch a Physitian a Bawd or any of those things and then how daintily should I mourne for thee how bravelie should I see thee buried when alas if hee goes before it cannot choose but bee a great griefe to him to thinke hee has not seene his wife well buried there be such vertuous women in the world but too few too few who desire to die 7. yeares before their time with all their hearts Wife I have not the heart to be of that mind but indeed Husband I think you would have me gone Clo. No alas I speake but for your good and your credit for when a woman may die quickly why should shee goe to Law for her Death alack I neede not wish thee gone for thou hast but a short time to stay with me you do not know how neare t is it must out you have but a month to live by the Law Wife Out alas Clo. Nay scarce so much Wife Oh oh oh my heart Swouns Clo. I so if thou wouldst go away quietly t were sweetly done and like a kind wife lie but a little longer and the bell shall towle for thee Wife Oh my hart but a month to live Clo. Alas why wouldst thou come back agen for a month I 'le throw her downe agen oh woman t is not three weeks I thinke a fortnight is the most Wife Nay then I am gone allready Swouns Clo. I would make hast to the Sexton now but I 'me afraid the towling of the Bell will wake her agen if she be so wise as to goe now she stirs agen ther 's two lives of the nine gone Wife Oh wouldst not thou helpe to recover mee husband Clo. Alas I could not find in my heart to hold thee by thy nose or box thy cheeks it goes against my conscience Wife I will not be thus frighted to my Death I 'le search the Church Record a fortnight T is too little of conscience I cannot be so neare Oh time if thou beest kind lend me but a yeare Exit Clo. What a spite 's this that a man cannot perswade his wife to dye in any time with her good will I have another bespoke already though a peece of old beefe will serve to breakfast yet a man would be glad of a Chicken to supper the Clarke I hope understands no Hebrew and cannot write backward what hee hath writ forward already and then I am well enough t is but a month at most if that were gon My venter comes in with her two for one T is use enough a consciēce for a brother if he had a consciēce Exit Enter Eugenia as one Dore Simonides Courtiers at the other Eug. Gentlemen Courtiers 1. Cour. All your servants vowd Lady Oh I shall kill my selfe with infinite laughter Will no body take my part Sim. An 't be a laughing businesse Put it to me i 'me one of the best in Europe My father died last too I have the most cause Eug You ha pickd out such a time sweet Gentlemen To make your spleen a banquet Sim. Oh the jest Lady I have a jaw stands ready for t I l'e gape Halfe way and meet it Eug. My old Husband That cannot say his praiers out for Jealosie And madnesse at your comming first to woe me Sim Well sayd 1 Cour. Go on 2. Cour. On on Eug. Takes Counsell with the secrets of all art To make himselfe youthfull agen Sim How youthfull ha ha ha Eug. A man of forty five he would faine seeme to be Or scarce so much if he might have his will indeed Sim. I but his white haires they l betray his hoarinesse Eug Why there you are wide hee s not the man you take him for Nay will you know him when you see him agen There will be five to one layd upon that 1. Cour. How Eug Nay you did well to laugh faintly there I promise you I think hee l out live me now And deceive Law and all Sim. Merry gowt forbid Eug. You little think he was at Fencing Schoole At foure a Clock this Morning Sim. How at Fencing Schoole Eug. Else give no trust to woman Sim. By this light I doe not like him then hee s like to live Longer then I for he may kill me first now Eug. His dancer now came in as I met you 1. Cour. His dancer too Eug. They observe turnes and houres with him The great French rider will be heere at ten With his Curvetting Horse 2. Cour. These notwithstanding His haire and wrincles will betray his age Eug. I 'me sure his Head and Beard as he has orderd it Looks not past fifty now heel bringt to forty Within these four dayes for 9 times an hour at least He takes a Black Lead Combe and kembs it over Three quarters of his Beard is under fifty Ther 's but a little tuft of fourscore left Enter Lisander All of one side which will be black by Munday And to approve my truth see where he coms Laugh softly gentlemen and looke upon him Sim. Now by this hand hee s almost black i th mouth indeed 1. Cour. He should die shortly then Sim. Marry me thinks he dies too fast already For he was all white but a weeke agoe 1. Cour. Oh this same cunny white takes an excellent black Too soone a mischiefe on t 2. Cour. He will beguild us all If that little tuft Northward turne black too Eug. Nay sir I wonder t is so long a turning Sim. May be some Fairies child held forth at midnight Has pist upon that side 1. Cour. Is this the Beard Lis Ah sirrah my yong boyes I shall be for you This little mangie tuft takes up more time Then all the Beard beside come you a wooing And I alive and lusty you shall find An alteration Jack boyes I have a Spirit yet And I could match my haire too 't there 's the fault And can doe offices of youth yet lightly At least I will doe though it paine me a little Shall not a man for a little foolish age Enjoy his Wife to himselfe must yong Court tits Play tomboyes tricks with her and he live ha I have blood that will not bea rt yet I confesse I should be at my prayers but where 's the Dancer there Ent. Dan Dan. Heere sir Lis. Come come come one trick a day And I shall soone recover all agen Eug. Slight and you laugh too loud we are all
this voyage And nature sure will now be kind to all She has a quarrell in t a cruell Law Seeks to prevent her shee l therfore fight in t And draw out life even to her longest thred Thou art scarce fifty five Anti. So many morrowes Those five remaining yeares I le turne to daies To houres or minutes for thy company T is fit that you and I being man and wife Should walke together arme in arme Sim. I hope they 'l goe together I would they would i faith Then would her thirds be sav'd to the day goes away sir Cre. Why wouldst thou have me gone Simonides Sim. O my hart would you have me gone before you sir You give mee such a deadly wound Clean. fine rascall Sym. Blemish my duty so with such a question Sir I would hast me to the Duke for mercie He that 's above the Law may mitigate The rigor of the Law how a good meaning May be corrupted by misconstruction Cre. Thou corrupt'st mine I did not thinke thou meanest so Clean. You were in the more error Sym. The words wounded me Clean. T was pittie thou diedst not on t Sym. I have beene ransaking the helps of Law Conferring with these learned advocates If any scruple cause or wrested sence Could have been found out to preserve your life It had beene bought though with your full estate Your life 's so pretious to me but there is none 1. Law Sir we have canvas'd it from top to toe Turnd it upside downe throw her on her side Nay opend and dissected all her intrayles Yet can finde none there 's nothing to be hopd But the Dukes mercie Sym. I know the hope of that He did not make the Law for that purpose Cre. Then to his hopelesse mercy last I goe I have so many presidents before me I must call it hopelesse Antigona See me deliverd up unto my deaths man And then wee ll pâ—â—t five years hence I le looke for thee Sim. I hope shee l not stay so long behind you Cre. Do not bate him an houre by griefe and sorrow Since there 's a day prefixed haste it not Suppose me sick Antigona dying now Any Disease thou wilt may be my end Or when Death 's slow to come say Tyrants send Exeunt Sim. Cleanthes if you want money to morrow use me I le trust you while your father 's dead Exeunt Clean. Why here 's a villaine Able to corrupt a thousand by example Does the kind root bleede out his livelihood In parent distribution to his branches Adorning them with all his glorious fruits Proud that his pride is seen when hee s unseen And must not gratitude discend agen To comfort his old limbs in fruitlesse winter Improvident at least partiall nature Weak woman in this kinde who in thy last Teeming still forgets the former ever making The burthen of thy last throws the dearest Darling oh yet in noble man reform it And make us better then those vegetives Whose soules die within em nature as thou art old If love and justice be not dead in thee Make some the patern of thy piety Lest all doe turn unnaturally against thee And thou be blam'd for our oblivions Enter Leonides and Hippolita And brutish reluctations It heer 's the ground Whereon my filiall faculties must build An edifice of honour or of shame To all mankind Hip. You must avoid it sir If there be any love within your selfe This is far more then fate of a lost game That another venture may restore agen It is your life which you should not subject To any cruelty if you can preserve it Clean. O dearest woman thou hast now doubled A thousand times thy nuptiall dowry to me Why she whose love is but deriv'd from me Is gon before me in my debted duty Hip. Are you thinking such a resolution sir Cle. Sweetest Hippolita what love taught said To be so forward in so good a cause Hip. Mine own pity sir did first instruct me And then your love and power did both command me Cle. They were all blessed angels to direct thee And take their counsell how doe you fare sir Leon. Never better Cleanthes I have conceiv'd Such a new joy within this old bosome As I did never think would there have entred Cle. Joy call you it alas t is sorrow sir The worst of sorrows sorrow unto death Leon. Death what 's that Cleanthes I thought not on t I was in contemplation of this woman T is all thy comfort son thou hast in her A treasure unvaluable keep her safe When I die sure twilbe a gentle death For I will die with wonder of her vertues Nothing else shall dissolve me Clean. 'T were much better sir Could you prevent their malice Leon. I le prevent em And die the way I told thee in the wonder Of this good woman I tell thee there few men Have such a child I must thank thee for her That the stronger tie of wedlock should doe more Then nature in her neerest ligaments Of blood and propagation I should neer Have begot such a daughter of my own A daughter in law law were above nature Were there more such children Cle. This admiration Helps nothing to yeur safety think of that sir Leon. Had you heard her Cleanthes but labour In the search of means to save my forfet life And knew the wise and sound preservations That she found out you would redouble all My wonder in your love to her Cle. The thought The very thought claims all that from me And shee s now possest of it but good sir If you have ought receiv'd from her advice Le ts follow it or else le ts better think And take the surest course Leon. I le tell thee one She counsels me to flie my severe Country Turn all into treasure and there build up My decaying fortunes in a safer soyle Where Epires law cannot claim me Cle. And sir I apprehend it as safest course And may be easily accomplished Let us be all most expeditious Every Country where we breath will be our own On better soile heaven is the roof of all And now as Epires situate by this law There is twixt us and heaven a dark eclipse Hip. Oh then avoid it sir these sad events Follow those black predictions Leon. I prithee peace I doe allow thy love Hippolita But must not follow it as counsell child I must not shame my Country for the law This Country heer hath bred me brought me up And shall I now refuse a grave in her I 'me in my second infancy and children Nere sleep so sweetly in their nurses cradle As in their naturall mothers Hip, I but sir She is unnaturall then the stepmother Is to be preferd before her Leon. Tush she shall Allow it me dispite of her intrailes Why doe you think how far from judgement t is That I should travell forth to seek a grave That is already digd for me at home Nay perhaps find it in my way to
prickd up in Clothes Why should we feare our rising Duke You but wrong Our kindnesse and your owne deserts to doubt on t Has not our Law made you rich before your time Our countenance then can make you honourable 1. Court Wee l spare for no cost sir to appeare worthy Duk. Why y' are i' th noble way then for the most Are but appearers worth it selfe it is lost And bravery stands for t Enter Creon Antigona Simonides 1. Court Look look who comes heere I smell Death and another Courtier Simonides 2. Cour. Sim Sim. Push I 'me not for you yet Your companies too costly after the old mans Dispatch'd I shall have time to talke with you I shall come into the fashion yee shall see too After a day or two in the meane time I am not for your company Duke Old Creon you have been expected long Sure y' are above fourscore Sim. Upon my life Not four and twenty houres my Lord I search'd The Church Booke yesterdaie does your Grace think I 'de let my Father wrong the Law my Lord T were pitty a' my life then no your Act Shall not receive a minutes wrong by him While I live sir and hee 's so just himselfe too I know he would no offer 't heere he stands Creon T is just I die indeed my Lord for I confesse I 'me troublesome to life now and the State Can hope for nothing worthy from me now Either in force or counsell I 've alate Employd my selfe quite from the World and he that once Begins to serve his maker faithfully Can never serve a worldly Prince well after T is cleane another way Anti. Oh give not confidence To all he speaks my Lord in his own injury His preparation only for the next world Makes him talk wildly to his wrong of this He is not lost in judgement Sim. She spoils all agen Anti. Deserving any way for state imploiment Sim. Mother Anti His very houshold laws prescrib'd at home by him Are able to conform 7. Christian kingdomes They are so wise and vertuous Sim. Mother I say Anti. I know your lawes extend not to desert sir But to unnecessary years and my Lord His are not such though they shew white they 'r worthy Juditious able and religious Sim. I le help you to a Courtier of nineteen Mother Anti. Away unnaturall Sim. Then I am no fool I 'me sure For to be naturall at such a time Were a fooles part indeed Anti. Your Graces pity sir An t is but fit and just Creon The law my Lord And that 's the justest way Sim. Well said father ifaith Thou wert ever juster then my mother still Duke Come hither sir Sim My Lord Du. What are those orders Antig. Worth observation sir So please you hear them read Sim. The woman speaks she knows not what my Lord He make a Law poor man he bought a Table indeed Only to learn to die by 't ther 's the busines now Wherein there are some precepts for a son to How he should learn to live but I neer lookt upon t For when hee s dead I shall live well enough And keep a better Table then that I trowâ— Du And is that all sir Sim. All I vow my Lord Save a few running admonitions Upon Cheese Trenchers as Take heed of whoring shun it T is like a cheese too strong of the Runnet And such calves maws of wit and admonition Good to catch mice with but not sons and heirs They 'r not so easily caught Du. Agent for death Exe. Your will my Lord Du. Take hence that pile of years Before surfet with unprofitable age And with the rest from the high promontory Cast him into the sea Creon T is noble justice Anti. T is cursed tyranny Sim. Peace take heed mother you have but a short time to bee cast down your selfe and let a yong Courtier doo 't and you bee wise in the mean time Anti Hence slave Sim. Well seven and fifty Yave but three years to sco'd then comes your payment 1. Court Simonides Sim. Push I am not brave enough to hold you talk yet Give a man time I have a suit a making Recorders 2. Cour. We love thy form first brave cloths will come man Sim. I le make em come else with a mischief to em As other gallants doe that have lesse left em Du. Hark whence those sounds what 's that 1. Cou. Some funerall Recorders Enter Cleanthes Hipolita with a hears It seems my Lord and yong Cleanthes follows Du. Cleanthes 2. Cour. T is my Lord and in the place Of a chiefe mourner to but strangely habited Du. Yet suitable to his behaviour mark it He comes all the way smiling do you observ 't I never saw a Corpse so joyfully followed Light colours and light cheeks who should this be T is a thing worth resolving Sim. One belike that doth participate In this our present joy Du. Cleanthes Clean. Oh my Lord Du. He laught outright now Was ever such a contrariety seen In naturall courses yet nay profest openly 1. Cour. I ha known a widow laugh closely my Lord Under her handkercher when tother part of her old face has wept Like rain in sunshine but all the face to laugh apparantly Was never seen yet Sim. Yes mine did once Clean. T is of a heavy time the joyfullst day That ever son was born to Du. How can that be Clean I joy to make it plain my father 's dead Du. Dead 2. Cour. Old Leonides Clean. In his last month dead He beguil'd cruell Law the sweetliest That ever age was blest to It grieves me that a tear should fall upon t Being a thing so joyfull but his memory Will work it out I see when his poor heart broke I did not so much but leapt for joy So mountingly I touchd the stars me thought I would not hear of blacks I was so light But chose a colour Orient like my mind For blacks are often such dissembling mourners There is no credit given too t it has lost All reptuation by false sons and widows Now I would have men know what I resemble A truth indeed t is joy clad like a joy Which is more honest then a cunning griefe That 's only fac'd with sables for a shew But gawdy hearted when I saw death come So ready to deceive you sir forgive me I could not choose but be intirely merry And yet to see now of a sudden Naming but Death I shew my selfe a mortall That 's never constant to one passion long I wonder whence that tear came when I smild In the production on 't sorrows a thiefe That can when joy looks on steal forth a griefe But gracious leave my Lord when I have performd My last poor duty to my fathers bones I shall return your servant Du. Well perform it The Law is satisfied they can but die And by his death Cleanthes you gain well A rich and faire revenew Florish Sim. I would I had
een another father condition he did the like Clean. I have past it bravely now how blest was I To have the dim sight now t is confirmd Past fear or doubts confirmd on on I say He that brought me to man I bring to clay Sim. I 'me wrapt now in a contemplation Even at the very sight of yonder Hearse I doe but think what a fine thing t is now To live and follow some seven unkles thus As many Cozen Germans and such people That will leave Legacies a pox I de see em hangd else ere I de follow One of them and they could finde the way now Ive enough to begin to be horrible covetous Enter Butler Tailor Bayly Cook Coachman and Footman But. We come to know your Worships pleasure sir Having long serv'd your father how your good will Stands towards our entertainment Sim. Not a jot i faith My father wore cheap garments he might do ot I shall have all my Clothes come home to morrow they will eat up all you and there were more of you sirs to keepe you sixe at Livery and still munching Tay. Why I 'me a Taylor y 'ave most need of me sir Sim. Thou mad'st my fathers clothes that I confesse But what sonne and heir will have his fathers Taylor Unlesse he have a mind to be well laught at T hast beene so us'd to wide long side things that when I come to trusse I shall have the waste of my Dublet lie upon my buttocks a sweet sight But. I a Butler Sim. There 's Jeast neede of thee fellow I shall nere drinke at Home I shall be so drunke abroad But. But a cup of small beere will do well next morning sir Sim. I grant you but what neede I keepe so big a knave for a Cup of small Beere Cooke Butler you have your answer marry sir a Cooke I know your mastership cannot be without Sim. The more asse art thou to think so for what should I doe With a Mountebancke no drinke in my house the banishing the Butler might have beene a warning for thee unlesse thou meanst to Choake me Cooke i th meane time you have choaked me me thinks Bay These are superfluous vanities indeed And so accounted of in these dayes sir But then your Bayliff to receive your rents Sim. I prithee hold thy tongue fellow I shall take a course to spend em faster then thou canst reckon em t is not the rents must serve my turne unlesse I meane to be laughed at if a man should be seene out of slash me let him nere look to be a right gallant But sirrah with whom is your businesse Coach Your good mastership Sim. You have stood silent all this while like men That know their strengths i'these dayes none of you Can want imployment you can winne me wagers Footman in running races Foot I dare boast it sir Sim. And when my bets are all come in and store Then Coachman you can hurry me to my whore Coach I le firke em into foame else Sim. Speaks brave matter And I le firk some to or 't shall cost hot water Cooke Why heare 's an age to make a Cooke a Ruffin and scald the Divell indeed doe strange mad things make mutton pasties of Dogs flesh backe Snalâ—es for Lamprie Pies and Cats for Cunnies But. Come will you bee ruld by a Butlers advice once for wee must make up our fortunes some where now as the case stands lets een therefore goe seeke out widdowes of nine and fiftie and we can that 's within a yeare of their deaths and so we shall bee sure to bee quickly ridd of em for a yeares enough of conscience to bee troubled with a wife for any man living Cooke Oracle Butler Oracle Butler hee puts downe all the Doctors a' th name Exeunt Enter Eugenia and Parthenia Eug. Parthenia Par. Mother Eug. I shall be troubled This six months with an old Clogg would the Law Had been cut one yeare shorter Par. Did you call forsooth Eug. Yes you must make some spoone meat for your father And warme three night capps for him out apo nt The meer conceit turns a yong womans stomack His slippers must be warmd in August too And his gowne girt to him in the very dogdaies When every Mastiffe lols ou ts tongue for heat Would not this vex a beauty of 19. now Alas I shall be tumbling in cold Bathes now Under each arme pit a fine beane flower bag To screw out whitenesse when I list And some seaven of the proprest men i th Dukedome Making a Banquet ready i th next roome for me Where he that gets the first kisse is envied And stands upon his guard a fortnight after This is a life for nineteene but t is justice For old men whose great acts stand in their minds And nothing in their bodies doe nere think A woman yong enough for their desire And we yong wenches that have mother wits And love to marry muck first and man after Doe never thinke old men are old enough That we may soon be rid on em there 's our quittance I have wasted for the happy houre this two yeare And if Death be so unkind still to let him live All that time I am lost Enter Courtiers 1. Cour. Yong Lady 2. Cour. O sweet precious bud of beauty Troth she smells over all the house me thinks 1. Court The Sweet Briers but a counterfeit to her It does exceede you only in the prickle But that it shall not long if you l be rul'd Ladyâ— Eug. What meanes this suddain visitation Gentlemen So passing well perform'd too whose your Milliner 1. Cour. Love and thy Beauty Widdow Eug. Widdow sir 1. Court T is sure and that 's as good in troath w' are suitors We come a wooing wench plain dealings best Eug. A wooing what before my Husbands dead 2. Cour. Le ts lose no time 6. months will have an end you know I know 't by all the Bonds that ere I made yet Eug. That 's a sure knowledge but it holds not heere sir 1. Cour. Do not you know the craft of your yong Tumblers That you wed an old man you thinke upon another husband as you are marrying of him wee knowing your thoughts made bold to see you Enter Simonides Coachman Eug. How wondrous right he speaks 't was my thought indeed Sim. By your leave sweet Widdow do you lack any gallants Eug. Widdow agen t is a comfort to be cald so 1. Cour. Whos 's this Simonides 2. Cour. Brave Sim I faith Sim. Coachman Coach Sir Sim. Have an especiall care of my new mares They say sweet Widdow he that loves a horse well Must needs love a Widdow well when dies thy Husband I' st not Iuly next Eug. Oh y' are to hot sir Pray coole your selfe and take September with you Sim. September oh I was but two Bowes wide 1. Cour. Mr. Simonides Sim. I can entreat you gallants I 'me in fashion too Ent. Lisander Lisan. Ha whence this heard of
Finis Actus Quarti Act. V. Scen. I. Sword and Mace carried before them Enter Simonides and the Courtiers Sim. BE ready with your Prisoner wee l sit instantly an rise before leaven or when we please Shall we not follow judges Cour. T is committed All to our power censure and pleasure now The Duke hath made us cheef Lords of this Sessions And we may speake by fits or sleep by turnes Sim. Leave that to us but what so ere we do The Prisoner shall be sure to be condemnd Sleeping or waking we are resolvd on that Before we set upon him Eugenia 2. Cour. Make you question If not Cleanthes and one enemy Nay a concealor of his father too A vild example in these dayes of youth Sim. If they were given to follow such examples But sure I think they are not how so ere 'T was wickedly attempted that 's my judgement And it shall passe whilst I am in power to sit Never by Prince were such yong judges made But now the cause requires it if you marke it He must make yong or none for all the old ones Her father he hath sent a fishing and my fathers one I humbly thanke his Highness Enter Eugenia 1. Cour. Widdows Eug. You almost hit my name no Gentlemen You come so wondrous neare it I admire you For your Judgement Sim. My wife that must be she Eug. My husband goes upon his last houre now 1. Cour. On his last legs I am sure Eug. September the seventeenth I will not bate an houre on t and to morrow His latest houres expired 2. Cour. Bring him to judgement The juries panneld and the verdict given Ever he appears we have tane course for that Sim. And Officers to attach the gray yong man The youth of fourscore be of comfort Lady We shall no longer bosome January For that I will take order and provide For you a lusty Aprill Lisander and Guardian Eug. The month that ought indeed To go before May 1. Cour. Doe as we have sayd Take a strong guard and bring him into Court Lady Eugenia see this charge performed That having his life forfeited by the Law Hee may relieve his soule Eug. Willingly From shaven chinns never came better Justice Then these new tucht by reason Sim. What you doe Doe suddenly wee charge you for we purpose to make but a short Sessions a new business Enter Hippolita 1. Cour. The faire Hippolita now what 's your suits Hip. Alas I know not how to stile you yet To call you judges doth not suit your yeares Nor heads and braines shew more antiquity Yet sway your selves with equity and truth And I 'le proclaime you reverent and repeat Once in my life time I have seene grave heads Plac't upon yong mens shoulders 2. Cour. Hark she flouts us And thinks to make us monstrous Hip Prove not so For yet me thinks you beare the shapes of men Though nothing more then meerly beautifeaus To make you appeare Angels but if Crimson Your name and power with blood and cruelty Suppress faire virtue and enlarge of old vice Both against Heaven and Nature draw your sword Make either will or humor turn the soule Of your created greatnesse and in that Oppose all goodnesse I must tell you there Y' are more then monstrous in the very act You change your selfe to Devils 1. Cour. Shee s a witch Harke she begins to conjure Sim. Time you see Is short much business now on foot shall I Give her her answer 2. Cour. None upon the Bench More learnedly can do it Sim. He he hem then list I wonder at thine impudence yong huswife That thou darst plead for such a base offender Conceale a father past his time to die What son and heire would have done this but he 1. Cour. I vow not I Hip. Because yee are paricides And how can comfort be derived from such That pitty not their fathers 2. Cour. You are fresh and faire practise yong womens ends when husbands are distrest provide them friends Sim. I 'le set him forward fee thee Some wives would pay for such a curtesie without fee. Hip. Times of amazement what duty goodness dwell I soaught for charity but knock at Hel Exit Enter Eugenia with Lisander Prisoner a Guard Simonides Eugenia come Command a second guard To bring Cleanthes in wee l not sit long My stomack strives to dinner Eug. Now servants may a Lady be so bold To call your power so low Sim. A Mistrissse may She can make all things low then in that language There can be no offence Eug. The times now come Of manumissions take him into bonds And I am then at freedome 2. Cour. This the man Heâ— hath left of late to feed on snakes His beards turnd white again 1. Court I st possible these gowty legs danc't lately And shatterd in a Gilliard Eug. Jealousie And fear of death can worke strange prodigies 2. Cour. The nimble Fencer this that made me tear And traverse bout the Chamber Sim. I and gave me Those elbow Healths the hangman take him for t They had almost fetcht my heart out the Dutch Veny I swallowed pretty wel but the halfe pike Had almost prepard me but had I took Being swolne I had cast my Lungs out Florish Duk. A flemish Enter the Duke 2. Cour. Peace the Duke Nay bathe your seats whos 's that Duk. May 't please your Highnesse Sim. T is old Lisander Duk. And brought in by his wife a worthy president Of one that no way would offend the Law And should not passe away without remark You have been lookt for long Lis. But never fit To die till now my Lord my sins and I Have been but newly parted much a do I had to get them leave me or be taught That difficult lesson how to learn to die I never thought there had been such an act And t is the only discipline we are borne for All studdies as are are but as circular lines And death the center where they must all meet I now can looke uppon thee erring woman And not be vext with jealousie on yong men And no way envy their delicious health pleasure and strength all which were once mine owne And mine must be theirs one day Duk. You have tamd him Sim. And know how to dispose him that my Liege Hath been before determined you confesse Your selfe of full age Lis. Yes and prepard to inherit Hip. Your place above Duke away to death with him Sim. Of which the hangmans strength Cleanthes Guard Shall put him in possession t is still guard To take me willing and in mind to die And such are when the earth growes weary of them Most fit for heaven the Court shall make his Mittimus And send him thither presently i th mean time Enter a Guard with Cleanthes Hippollita weeping after him So see another person brought to the Barr. 1. Cour. The arch Malefactor 2. Cour. The grand offenders the most refractory To call good orders t is Cleanthes Hee Sim. That
Dutch curtisan C John Marston Dutchess of Malfy T john Webster of Suffolk T Tho. Haiwood Duke of Milain T Phil. Massinger Divel is an asse C Ben Johnson Dukes mistress M Iames Shirly Discontented Colonel C John Suckling Double marriage C Iohn Fletcher Distracted state T John Tatham Damoiselle C Richard Broome Dido Queen of Carthage T Christ Marlow Divels charter C Barnaby Barnes Damon and Pithias T  Darus storie H  Doctor dodipoll C  Dumbe Knight C Lewis Machen Dick Scorner C  Duke of Florence T  Doubtful heir C James Shirly Destruction of Jerusalem M Thomas Legge Doctor Faustus H  E Eastward ho C George Chapman Endimion or the man in the moon C John Lilly Every man in his humor C Ben Iohnson out of his humor C Ben Iohnson English traveller C Tohmas Heywood Emperor of the East C Philip Massinger Elder brother C John Fletcher Example C Iames Shirley Edward first Long-shanks T  Second T  Third T  Fourth 2 parts T  Every woman in her humor C Ben Johnson Enterlude of youth I  Eunuchus in Terence C Rich. Bernard Enough as good as a feast C  English Arcadia C  Electra Sophocles T  Elisabeth 1. 2. part T  Extravagant shepherd C Thomas Goffe Eunuch in Terence C Tho. Newman F Fancies C  Floating Island C  Ferex and Porex C  Fortunate Isles C  Isles M  Fortune by land and sea C  Fair quarrel C Thomas Midelton Fair maid of the West C Thomas Haywood of the Inne C John Fletcher Faithfull Shepheard C Richard Fvnshaw Shepheardesse C John Dymmocke Fanne C John Marston Fleire C Edward Sharpham Fox C Ben Johnson Fryer bacon H  Foure London prentises T Thomas Haywood Fine Companion C Shakerly Mermyon Fatall Dowery C Philip Massenger Contract C  False one C John Fletcher Foure playes in one C John Fletcher Favorite C Lodowick Carlisle Family of love C Thomas Middlton Faire maid of Bristow C  Exchange C  Fortunatus C Thomas Barker Free will C Henry Cheeke Fidele and Fortunata C  Four pees C  Fulgius and Lucrell C  Fatall union C  Faire Em. C  G Galatea C John Lilly Golden age C Thomas Haywood Gratefull servant C James Shirly Greens tu quoque C Iohn Cooke Gobline C Iohn Sucklinge Gamester C Iames Shirly Guise C Iohn Webster Guardian C Abraham Cowly Ghost C  Gentleman Usher C Georg Chapman Gorbodne C  Gammer Gurtons needle C  Gentle-craft C  Glasse of government I Georg Gascoyne Gyles Goose-cap C  Game at chesse C Thomas Middleton Guardian C Phil. Massinger Gentleman of Venice H Iames Shirley George a Green C  Gentleman of Verona C William Shakespeare H Histriomastix C  Hoffman T William Shakespeare Hymeniae M  Hey for Honesty C Tho. Randolph Hector of Germany C  Hectors C  Horatius T Wil Lower Hog hath lost his pearle C Robt. Taylor Humerous dayes mirth C Gorge Chapman Courtier C James Shirly Hamblet prince of den T Will Shakespeare Henry Fourth both parts H Will Shakespeare Fifth H Will Shakespeare Sixth 3 parts H Will Shakespeare Eight H Will Shakespeare Heir C Tho. May Honest both parts C Tho. Decker Hanniball and Scipio C Tho. Nabbs Holands Leaguer H Shakerly Marmion Hollander C Henry Glapthorn Hide Parke C James Shirly Humerous Lievtenant C John Fletcher Honest mans fortune C  Herod Antipater C George Markham Henry the Fifth with the battel C  of Agincourt   Honest Lawyer C  Humor out of breath C John Doy Hymens Triumph M Samuel Daniel Hercules furious I  Orteus I  Hippolitus Seneca T Edmund Prestwich Hieronimo both parts H Will Shakespeare Hanns bere pot C  I Just Italian C Will Davenant Jew of Malta H Christ Marlow Insatiate Countess C John Marston John K. of England H  Julius Caesar T Will Shakespeare Iron age both parts C Tho. Decker Iealous lovers C Tho. Randolph Island princess C John Fletcher Iust generall T Cosmo Manuche Iovial crew C Rich. Brome Imposter C Iames Shirly Iack drums entertainement   Ioseph T Hugo Grotlus Iack Strawes life and death H  If this be not a good play the devils in 't C Tho. Decker Iacob and Esau I  Iack jugler C  Isle of gall H Pow Day Iorasta H  K. Iohn and Matilda T  Iohn K. of England both parts  Will Shakespeare Iosephs afflictions I  Iohn Evangelist I  Impatient Grissell C  Poverty C  Imperiall T  Ignoramus C  K King and no King C John Fletcher Knight of pestell C John Fletcher of malta H John Fletcher Knack to know an honest man C  a knave C  Knight golden sheild C  Knave in Graine C  King and Queen Intert. M  L London prodigall C Will Shakespear Loves labor lost C Will Shakespeare Melancholy C John Foard Sacrifice C John Ford Mistriss M Thomas Haywood Loves cruelty C F. B. Jo F. progresse C F. B. Jo. F. Cruelty or the Martials maide C F. B. Jo. F. Lady of pleasure C Henry Glapthorn Ladyes privilege C Iames Shirly Little French-lawyer C F. B. Jo F. Loial subject C F. B. Jo. F. Laws of Candy C F. B. Iohn Fletcher Lancaster witches C  Love and honor C Will Davenant Ladie errant C William Cartwright Loial lovers C Cosmo Manuche Love in its extasie C  Ladies trial C John Ford Lost ladie C F. B. Jo. Fl. Lustie juventus C  Loves riddle P Abraham Cowly Love and fortune C  Ladies of London C  Lords of London C  Locrinus C  Loves metamorphosis C John Lilly Liberalitie and prodigalitie C  Lingua C  Law-tricks C  Looking-glasse for London C  Laws of nature C  Like for like C  Look about you C  Loves dominion P  Langartha C  Leveller levelled C  Loves loadstone C  triumph M  Love-sick King C Thomas Bernard Lancaster and York H  Loves labor lost C Will Sampson Lovers a mask M  Loves pilgrim C E. B. Jo. F M Muses looking-glass C Tho. Randalph Male content C Iohn Marston Mydas T John Lilly Massacre of Paris T Christopher Marlow Martyr T Will Lower Mother Rumming C  Martyred souldier C Henry Shirly Mounsieur Thomas T John Fletcher Maids revenge T Iames Shirly Massalina T Nath. Richards Mounsier de Oliva T  Michaelma tearm C Thomas Middleton Mask at at Graies-Inn M  Magnetick Lady C  Mad couple C Richard Broome Mad world my masters C Thomas Middleton Marius and Scilla T Tho. Lodge Mariame T Lady Eliz Carew Manhood and wisdom C  Mary Magdalenes Repentance I  Maids of Moreclack C Robert Armion Maids metamorphosis C Iohn Lilly Menechrims T  Merry divell of Edmond C William Shakespeare Merry milk-maids C  Millers daughter of Manchester C  Mucidorus C Will Shakespeare Masquard D ciel M