Cuckolds shall that Husband be That marries thee thou art so mischievous I 'le put a spoak among your wheels Clean. Be constant Priest 'T is done Chi. I 'le doe no more at drop shot then Exit Chilax Pri. Farewel wench Exeunt Priest and Cleanthe Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter a Servant and Stremon at the door Servant HE stirs he stirs Strem. Let him I am ready for him He shall not this day perish if his passions May be fed with Musick are they ready Enter Memnon Ser. All all see where he comes Strem. I 'le be straight for him Exit Stremon Enter Eumenes and Captains Ser. How sad he looks and sullen Stand close Here are the Captains my fear 's past now Mem. Put case i'th'other world She do not love me neither I am old 't is certain Eumen. My blood lost and limbs stiff my embraces Like the cold stubborn bark hoarâ—e and heatless My words worse my fame only and atchievements Which are my strength my blood my youth my fashion Must wooe her win her wed her that 's but wind And women are not brought to bed with shadows I do her wrong much wrong she is young and blessed Sweet as the spring and as his blossoms tender And I a nipping North-wind my head hung With hails and frostie I sicles are the souls so too When they depart hence lame and old and loveless No sure 't is ever youth there Time and Death Follow our flesh no more and that forc'd opinion That spirits have no sexes I believe not Enter Stremon like Orpheus There must be love there is love what art thou SONG Stre. Orpheus I am come from the deeps below To thee fond man the plagues of love to show To the fair fields where loves eternal dwell There 's none that come but first they pass through hell Hark and beware unless thou hast lov'd ever Belov'd again thou shalt see those joyes never Hark how they groan that dy'd despairing O take heed then Hark how they howl for over-daring All these were men They that be fools and dye for fame They lose their name And they that bleed Hark how they speed Now in cold frosts now scorching fires They sit and curse their lost desires Nor shall these souls be free from pains and fears Till Women wast them over in their tears Mem. How should I know my passage is deni'd me Or which of all the Devils dare Eumen. This Song Was rarely form'd to fit him SONG Orph. Charon O Charon Thou waster of the souls to bliss or bane Cha. Who calls the Ferry-man of Hell Orph. Come near And say who lives in joy and who in fear Cha. Those that dye well Eternall joy shall follow Those that dye ill their own soul fate shall swallow Orph. Shall thy black Bark those guilty spirits stow That kill themselves for love Cha. O no no no. My cordage cracks when such great sins are near No wind blows fair nor I myself can stear Orph. What lovers pass and in Elyzium raign Cha. Those Gentle loves that are belov'd again Orph. This Souldier loves and fain wou'd dye to win Shall he goe on Cha. No 't is too foul a sin He must not come aboard I dare not â—ow Storms of despair and guilty blood will blow Orph. Shall time release him say Cha. No no no no. Nor time nor death can alter us nor prayer My boat is destinie and who then dare But those appointed come aboard Live still And love by reason Mortal not by will Orph. And when thy Mistris shall close up thine eyes Cha. Then come aboard and pass Orph. Till when be wise Cha. Till when be wise Eumen. How still he sits I hope this Song has setled him 1 Capt. He bites his lip and rowles his fiery eyes yet I fear for all this 2 Capt. Stremon still apply to him Strem. Give me more room sweetly strike divinely Such strains as old earth moves at Orph. The power I have over both beast and plaint Thou man alone feelst miserable want Musick Strike you rare Spirits that attend my will And lose your savage wildness by my skill Enter a Mask of Beasts This Lion was a man of War that died As thou wouldst do to gild his Ladies pride This Dog a fool that hung himself for love This Ape with daily hugging of a glove Forgot to eat and died This goodly tree And usher that still grew before his Ladie Wither'd at root This for he could not wooe A grumbling Lawyer this pyed Birâ— a page That melted out because he wanted age Still these lye howling on the Stygian shore O love no more O love no more Exit Memnon Eumen. He steals off silently as though he would sleep No more but all be near him feed his fancie Good Stremon still this may lock up his follie Yet Heaven knows I much fear him away softly Exeunt Captains Fool. Did I not doe most doggedly Strem. Most rarelie Fool. He 's a brave man when shall we dog again Boy Unty me first for Gods sake Fool. Help the Boy he 's in a wood poor child good hony Stremon Let 's have a bear-baiting ye shall see me play The rarest for a single Dog at head all And if I do not win immortal glorie Play Dog play Devil Strem. Peace for this time Fool. Prethee Let 's sing him a black Santis then let 's all howl In our own beastly voices tree keep your time Untye there bow wow wow Strem. Away ye Asse away Fool. Why let us doe something To satisfie the Gentleman he 's mad A Gentleman-like humour and in fashion And must have men as mad about him Strem. Peace And come in quicklie 't is ten to one else He 'l find a staff to beat a dog no more words I 'le get ye all imployment soft soft in in all Exeunt Enter Chilax and Cloe. Chi. When camest thou over wench Clo. But now this evening And have been ever since looking out Siphax I' th' wars he would have lookt me sure h 'as gotten Some other Mistris Chi. A thousand wench a thousand They are as common here as Caterpillers Among the corn they eat up all the Souldiers Clo. Are they so hungry yet by their leave Philax I 'le have a snatch too Chi. Dost thou love him still wench Clo. Why should I not he had my Maiden-head And all my youth Chi. Thou art come the happiest In the most blessed time sweet wench the fittest If thou darst make thy fortune by this light Cloe And so I 'le kiss thee and if thou wilt but let me For 't is well worth a kindness Clo. What shou'd I let ye Chi. Enjoy thy miniken Clo. Thou art still old Chilax Chi. Still still and ever shall be if I say Thou wo't strike the stroke I cannot do much harm wench Clo. Nor much good Chi. Siphax shall be thy Husband Thy very Husband woman thy fool thy Cuckold Or what thou wilt make him I am
strength to touch him Rol. I prethee look upon me turn not from me Alas I do confess I 'me made of mischiefs Begot with all mans miseries upon me But see my sorrows maid and do not thou Whose only sweetest sacrifice is softness Whose true condition tenderness of nature Edi. My anger melts Oh I shall lose my justice Rol. Do not thou learn to kill with cruelty As I have done to murther with thy eyes Those blessed eyes as I have done with malice When thou hast wounded me to death with scorn As I deserve it Lady for my true love When thou hast loaden me with earth for ever Take heed my sorrows and the stings I suffer Take heed my nightly dreams of death and horrour Pursue thee not no time shall tell thy griefs then Nor shall an hour of joy adde to thy beauties Look not upon me as I kill'd thy Father As I was smear'd in blood do not thou hate me But thus in whiteness of my wash't repentance In my hearts tears and truth of love to Edith In my fair life hereafter Edi. He will fool me Rol. Oh with thine Angel eyes behold and close me Of Heaven we call for mercy and obtain it To Justice for our right on Earth and have it Of thee I beg for love save me and give it Edi. Now heaven thy help or I am gone for ever His tongue has turn'd me into melting pity Enter Hamond and Guard Ham. Keep the doors safe and upon pain of death Let no man enter till I give the word Guard We shall Sir Exeunt Ham. Here he is in all his pleasure I have my wish Rol. How now why dost thou stare so Edi. A help I hope Rol. What dost thou here who sent thee Ham. My Brother and the base malicious Office Thou mad'st me do to Aubrey pray Rol. Pray Ham. Pray pray if thou canst pray I shall kill thy soul else Pray suddenly Rol. Thou can'st not be so trayterous Ham. It is a Justice stay Lady For I perceive your end a womans hand Must not rob me of vengeance Edi. 'T is my glory Ham. 'T is mine stay and share with me by the gods Rollo There is no way to save thy life Rol. No Ham. No it is so monstrous no repentance cures it Rol. Why then thou shalt kill her first and what this blood Will cast upon thy cursed head Ham. Poor Guard Sir Edi. Spare not brave Captain Rol. Fear or the Devil has thee Ham. Such fear Sir as you gave your honor'd Mother When your most vertuous Brother shield-like held her Such I 'le give you put her away Rol. I will not I will not die so tamely Ham. Murtherous villain wilt thou draw seas of blood upon thee Edi. Fear not kill him good Captain any way dispatch Him my body 's honor'd with that sword that through me Sends his black soul to Hell Oh but for one hand Ham. Shake him off bravely Edi. He 's too strong strike him Ham. Oh am I with you Sir now keep you from him What has he got a knife Edi. Look to him Captain for now he will be mischievous Ham. Do you smile Sir Do's it so tickle you have at you once more Edi. Oh bravely thrust take heed he come not in Sir To him again you give him too much respite Rol. Yet will you save my life and I 'le forgive thee And give thee all all honours all advancements Call thee my friend Ed. Strike strike and hear him not His tongue will tempt a Saint Rol. Oh for my soul sake Edi. Save nothing of him Ham. Now for your farewel Are you so wary take you that Rol. Thou that too Oh thou hast kill'd me basely basely basely Dyes Edi. The just reward of murther falls upon thee How do you Sir has he not hurt you Ham. No I feel not any thing Aub. I charge you let us passe within Gua. You cannot yet Sir Aub. I 'le make way then Gua. We are sworn to our Captain and till he give the word Enter Sophia Matilda Aubrey Lords and attendants Ham. Now let them in there Sop. Oh here he lies Sorrow on sorrow seeks me Oh in his blood he lyes Aub. Had you spoke sooner This might have been prevented Take the Dutchess And lead her off this is no sight for her eyes Mat. Oh bravely done wench Edi. There stands the noble doer Mat. My honour ever seek thee for thy justice Oh 't was a deed of high and brave adventure A justice even for heaven to envy at Farewel my sorrows and my tears take truce My wishes are come round Oh bloody Brother Till this hour never beauteous till thy life Like a full sacrifie for all thy mischiefs Flow'd from thee in these rivers never righteous Oh how my eyes are quarri'd with their joys now My longing heart even leaping out for lightness But dye thy black sins with thee I forgive thee Aub. Who did this deed Ham. I and I 'le answer it Dies Edi. He faints oh that same cursed knife has kill'd him Aub. How Edi. He snatch'd it from my hand for whom I bore it And as they grappl'd Aub. Justice is ever equal Had it not been on him th'adst dy'd too honest Did you know of his death Edi. Yes and rejoyce in 't Aub. I 'me sorry for your youth then though the strictness Of Law shall not fall on you that of life Must presently go to a Cloyster carry her And there for ever lead your life in penitence Edi. Best Father to my soul I give you thanks Sir And now my fair revenges have their ends My vows shall be my kin my prayers my friends Exit Enter Latorch and Juglers Lat. Stay there I 'le step in and prepare the Duke Nor. We shall have brave rewards Fis That is without question Lat. By this time where 's my hussing friend Lord Aubrey Where 's that good Gentleman oh I could laugh now And burst my self with meer imagination A wise man and a valiant man a just man To suffer himself be juggl'd out of the world By a number of poor Gipseys farewel Swash buckler For I know thy mouth is cold enough by this time A hundred of ye I can shave as neatly And ne'r draw bloud in shew now shall my honour My power and vertue walk alone my pleasure Observ'd by all all knees bend to my worship All sutes to me as Saint of all their fortunes Prefer'd and crowded to what full place of credit And what place now your Lordship no 't is common But that I 'le think to morrow on now for my business Aub. Who 's there Lat. Dead my Master dead Aubrey alive too Gua. Latorch Sir Aub. Seize his body Lat. My Master dead Aub. And you within this half hour Prepare your self good Devil you must to it Millions of gold shall not redeem thy mischief Behold the Justice of thy practice villain The mass of murthers thou hast drawn upon us Behold thy doctrine you
wonder From which all hearts take fire all hands their valour And when he stands disputing when you bid him Or but thinks of his Estate Father Mother Friends Wife and Children H 'is a fool and I scorn him And 't be but to make clean his sword a coward Men have forgot their fealty to beauty Had I the place in your affections My most unworthy Uncle is fit to fall from Liv'd in those blessed eyes and read the stories Of everlasting pleasures figur'd there I wou'd find out your commands before you thought 'em And bring 'em to you done e'r you dream't of ' em Quis I admire his boldness Pyn. This or any thing Your brothers death mine Uncles any mans No state that stands secure if you frown on it Look on my youth I bring no blastings to you The first flower of my strength my faith Quis No more Sir I am too willing to believe rest satisfi'd If you dare do for me I shall be thankful You are a handsome Gentleman a fair one My servant if you please I seal it thus Sir No more till you deserve more Exit Pyn. I am rewarded This woman's cunning but she 's bloody too Although she pulls her Tallons in she 's mischievous Form'd like the face of Heaven clear and transparent I must pretend still bear 'em both in hopes For fear some bloudy slave thrust in indeed Fashion'd and flesh'd to what they wish well Uncle What will become of this and what dishonor Follow this fatal shaft if shot let time tell I can but only fear and strive to cross it Exit Enter Armusia Emanuel and Soza Em. Why are you thus sad what can grieve or vex you That have the pleasures of the world the profits The honor and the loves at your disposes Why should a man that wants nothing want his quiet Ar. I want what beggars are above me in content I want the grace I have merited The favor the due respect Soz. Does not the King allow it Ar. Yes and all honors else all I can ask That he has power to give but from his Sister The scornful cruelty forgive me beauty That I transgress from her that should look on me That should a little smile upon my service And foster my deserts for her own faiths sake That should at least acknowledge me speak to me Soz. And you goe whining up and down for this Sir Lamenting and disputing of your grievances Sighing and sobbing like a sullen School-boy And cursing good-wife fortune for this favour Ar. What would you have me doe Soz. Doe what you should do What a man would doe in this case a wise man An understanding man that knows a woman Knows her and all her tricks her scorns and all her trifles Goe to her and take her in your arms and shake her Take her and toss her like a barr Em. But be sure you pitch her upon a Feather-bed Shake her between a pair of Sheets Sir There snake these sullen fits out of her spare her not there There you may break her Will and bruise no bone Sir Soz. Goe to her Em. That 's the way Soz. And tell her and boldly And do not mince the matter nor mock your self With being too indulgent to her pride Let her hear roundly from ye what ye are And what ye have deserved and what she must be Em. And be not put off like a common fellow With the Princess would be private Or that she has taken physick and admits none I would talk to her any where Ar. It makes me smile Em. Now you look handsomly Had I a wench to win I would so flutter her They love a man that crushes 'em to verjuce A woman held at hard meat is your Spaniel Soz. Pray take our council Sir Ar. I shall do something But not your way it shews too boisterous For my affections are as fair and gentle As her they serve Enter King Soz. The King King Why how now friend Why do you rob me of the company I love so dearly Sir I have been seeking you For when I want you I want all my pleasure Why sad thus sad still man I will not have it I must not see the face I love thus shadowed Em. And 't please your Grace methinks it ill becomes him A soldier should be jovial high and lusty King He shall be so come come I know your reason It shall be none to cross you ye shall have her Take my word 't is a Kings word ye shall have her She shall be yours or nothing pray be merry Arm. Your Grace has given me cause I shall be Sir And ever your poor servant King Me my self Sir My better self I shall find time and suddainly To gratifie your loves too Gentlemen And make you know how much I stand bound to you Nay 't is not worth your thanks no further complement Will you go with me friend Arm. I beseech your Grace Spare me an hour or two I shall wait on you Some little private business with my self Sir For such a time King I 'll hinder no devotion For I know you are regular I 'll take you Gentlemen Because he shall have nothing to disturb him I shall look for your friend Exeunt manet Armusia Enter Panura Arm. I dare not fail Sir What shall I do to make her know my misery To make her sensible This is her woman I have a toy come to me suddenly It may work for the best she can but scorn me And lower than I am I cannot tumble I 'll try what e'er my fate be Good even fair one Pan. 'T is the brave stranger A good night to you Sir Now by my Ladies hand a goodly Gentleman How happy shall she be in such a Husband Wou'd I were so provided too Arm. Good pretty one Shall I keep you company for an hour or two I want employment for this evening I am an honest man Pan. I dare believe ye Or if ye were not Sir that 's no great matter We take mens promises wou'd ye stay with me Sir Arm. So it please you pray let 's be better acquainted I know you are the Princesses Gentlewoman And wait upon her near Pan. 'T is like I do so Arm. And may be friend a man do him fair courtesies If he have business your way Pan. I understand ye Arm. So kind an office that you may bind a gentleman Hereafter to be yours and your way too And ye may bless the hour you did this benefit Sweet handsome faces should have courteous minds And ready faculties Pan. Tell me your business Yet if I think it be to her your self Sir For I know what you are and what we hold ye And in what grace ye stand without a second For that but darkens you wou'd do it better The Princess must be pleas'd with your accesses I 'm sure I should Arm. I want a Courtiers boldness And am yet but a stranger I wou'd fain speak with her Pan. 'T
be Lys As Mask can be Strat. Yes they must commend their King and speak in praise of the Assembly bless the Bride and Bridegroom in person of some God th' are tyed to rules of flattery Cle. See good my Lord who is return'd Lys Noble Melantius Enter Melantius The Land by me welcomes thy vertues home to Rhodes thou that with blood abroad buyest us our peace the breath of Kings is like the breath of Gods My brother wisht thee here and thou art here he will be too kind and weary thee with often welcomes but the time doth give thee a welcome above this or all the worlds Mel. My Lord my thanks but thâ—â— scratcht limbs of mine have spoke my love and truth unto my friends more than my tongue ere could my mind 's the same it ever was to you where I find worth I love the keeper till he let it go And then I follow it Diph. Hail worthy brother He that rejoyces not at your return In safety is mine enemy for ever Mel. I thank thee Diphilus but thou art faulty I sent for thee to exercise thine armes With me at Patria thou cam'st not Diphilus 'T was ill Diph. My noble brother my excuse Is my King 's strict command which you my Lord Can witness with me Lys 'T is true Melantius He might not come till the solemnity Of this great match were past Diph. Have you heard of it Mel. Yes I have given cause to those that Envy my deeds abroad to call me gamesome I have no other business here at Rhodes Lys We have a Mask to night And you must tread a Soldiers measure Mel. These soft and silken wars are not for me The Musick must be shrill and all confus'd That stirs my blood and then I dance with armes But is Amintor Wed Diph. This day Mel. All joyes upon him for he is my friend Wonder not that I call a man so young my friend His worth is great valiant he is and temperate And one that never thinks his life his own If his friend need it when he was a boy As oft as I return'd as without boast I brought home conquest he would gaze upon me And view me round to find in what one limb The vertue lay to do those things he heard Then would he wish to see my Sword and feel The quickness of the edge and in his hand Weigh it he oft would make me smile at this His youth did promise much and his ripe years Will see it all perform'd Enter Aspatia passing by Melan. Hail Maid and Wife Thou fair Aspatia may the holy knot That thou hast tyed to day last till the hand Of age undo 't may'st thou bring a race Unto Amintor that may fill the world Successively with Souldiers Asp My hard fortunes Deserve not scorn for I was never proud When they were good Mel. How 's this Exit Aspatia Lys You are mistaken for she is not married Mel. You said Amintor was Diph. 'T is true but Mel. Pardon me I did receive Letters at Patria from my Amintor That he should marry her Diph. And so it stood In all opinion long but your arrival Made me imagine you had heard the change Mel. Who hath he taken then Lys A Lady Sir That bears the light above her and strikes dead With flashes of her eye the fair Evadne your vertuous Sister Mel. Peace of heart betwixt them but this is strange Lys The King my brother did it To honour you and these solemnities Are at his charge Mel. 'T is Royal like himself But I am sad my speech bears so unfortunate a sound â—o beautiful Aspatia there is rage â—id in her fathers breast Calianax Bent long against me and he should not think If I could call it back that I would take So bâ—â—e revenges as to scorn the state Of his neglected daughter holds he still his greatness with the King Lys Yes but â—â—is Lady Walks discontented with her watry eyes Bent on the earth the unfrequented woods Are her delight and when she sees a bank Stuck full of flowers she with a sigh will tell Her servants what a pretty place it were To bury lovers in and make her maids Pluck 'em and strow her over like a Corse She carries with her an infectious grief That strikes all her beholders she will sing The mournful'st things that ever ear hath heard And sigh and sing again and when the rest Of our young Ladies in their wanton blood Tell mirthful tales in course that fill the room With laughter she will with so sad a look Bring forth a story of the silent death Of some forsaken Virgin which her grief Will put in such a phrase that ere she end She 'l send them weeping one by one away Mel. She has a brother under my command Like her a face as womanish as hers But with a spirit that hath much out-grown The number of his years Enter Amintor Cle. My Lord the Bridegroom Mel. I might run fiercely not more hastily Upon my foe I love thee well Amintor My mouth is much too narrow for my heart I joy to look upon those eyes of thine Thou art my friend but my disorder'd speech cuts off my love Amin. Thou art Melantius All love is spoke in that a sacrifice To thank the gods Melantius is return'd In safety victory sits on his sword As she was wont may she build there and dwell And may thy Armour be as it hath been Only thy valour and thy innocence What endless treasures would our enemies give That I might hold thee still thus Mel. I am but poor in words but credit me young man Thy Mother could no more but weep for joy to see thee After long absence all the wounds I have Fetch not so much away nor all the cryes Of Widowed Mothers but this is peace And what was War Amin. Pardon thou holy God Of Marriage bed and frown not I am forc't In answer of such noble tears as those To weep upon my Wedding day Mel. I fear thou art grown too sick for I hear A Lady mourns for thee men say to death Forsaken of thee on what terms I know not Amin. She had my promise but the King forbad it And made me make this worthy change thy Sister Accompanied with graces above her With whom I long to lose my lusty youth And grow old in her arms Mel. Be prosperous Enter Messenger Messen My Lord the Maskers rage for you Lys We are gone Cleon Sâ—rato Diphilus Amin. Wee 'l all attend you we shall trouble you With our solemnities Mel. Not so Amintor But if you laugh at my rude carriage In peace I 'le do as much for you in War When you come thither yet I have a Mistress To bring to your delights rough though I am I have a Mistress and she has a heart She saies but trust me it is stone no better There is no place that I can challenge in 't But you stand still and here
the Princess to the King and bear that wounded fellow to dressing Come Gentlemen we 'l follow the chase close Ex. Are. Pha. Di. Cle. Thra. and 1 Woodman Coun. I pray you friend let me see the King 2 Wood. That you shall and receive thanks Exeunt Coun. If I get clear with this I 'le go see no more gay sights Enter Bellario Bell. A heaviness near death sits on my brow And I must sleep Bear me thou gentle bank For ever if thou wilt you sweet ones all Let me unworthy press you I could wish I rather were a Coarse strewed o're with you Than quick above you Dulness shuts mine eyes And I am giddy Oh that I could take So sound a sleep that I might never wake Enter Philaster Phi. I have done ill my conscience calls me false To strike at her that would not strike at me When I did sight me thought I heard her pray The gods to guard me She may be abus'd And I a loathed villain if she be She will conceal who hurt her He has wounds And cannot follow neither knows he me Who 's this Bellario sleeping If thou beest Guilty there is no justice that thy sleep Cry within Should be so sound and mine whom thou hast wrong'd So broken Hark I am pursued you gods I 'le take this offer'd means of my escape They have no mark to know me but my wounds If she be true if false let mischief light On all the world at once Sword print my wounds Upon this sleeping boy I ha' none I think Are mortal nor would I lay greater on thee Wounds him Bell. Oh death I hope is come blest be that hand It meant me well again for pities sake Phi. I have caught my self Phi. falls The loss of bloud hath stayed my flight Here here Is he that stroke thee take thy full revenge Use me as I did mean thee worse than death I 'le teach thee to revenge this luckless hand Wounded the Princess tell my followers Thou didst receive these hurts in staying me And I will second thee Get a reward Bell. Fly fly my Lord and save your self Phi. How 's this Wouldst thou I should be safe Bell. Else it were vain For me to live These little wounds I have Ha' not bled much reach me that noble hand I 'le help to cover you Phi. Art thou true to me Bell. Or let me perish loath'd Come my good Lord Creep in amongst those bushes who does know But that the gods may save your much lov'd breath Phi. Then I shall die for grief if not for this That I have wounded thee what wilt thou do Bell. Shift for my self well peace I hear 'em come Within Follow follow follow that way they went Bell. With my own wounds I 'le bloudy my own sword I need not counterfeit to fall Heaven knows That I can stand no longer Enter Pha. Dion Cle. and Thra. Pha. To this place we have tract him by his bloud Cle. Yonder my Lord creeps one away Di. Stay Sir what are you Bell. A wretched creature wounded in these Woods By Beasts relieve me if your names be men Or I shall perish Di. This is he my Lord Upon my soul that hurt her 't is the boy That wicked boy that serv'd her Pha. O thou damn'd in thy creation What cause could'st thou shape to hurt the Princess Bell. Then I am betrayed Di. Betrayed no apprehended Bell. I confess Urge it no more that big with evil thoughts I set upon her and did take my aim Her death For charity let fall at once The punishment you mean and do not load This weary flesh with tortures Pha. I will know who hir'd thee to this deed Bell. Mine own revenge Pha. Revenge for what Bell. It pleas'd her to receive Me as her Page and when my fortunes ebb'd That men strid o're them carelesly she did showr Her welcome graces on me and did swell My fortunes till they overflow'd their banks Threatning the men that crost 'em when as swift As storms arise at sea she turn'd her eyes To burning Suns upon me and did dry The streams she had bestowed leaving me worse And more contemn'd than other little brooks Because I had been great In short I knew I could not live and therefore did desire To die reveng'd Pha. If tortures can be found Long as thy natural life resolve to feel The utmost rigour Philaster creeps out of a bush Cle. Help to lead him hence Phi. Turn back you ravishers of Innocence Know ye the price of that you bear away so rudely Pha. Who 's that Di. 'T is the Lord Philaster Phi. 'T is not the treasure of all Kings in one The wealth of Tagus nor the Rocks of Pearl That pave the Court of Neptune can weigh down That vertue It was I that hurt the Princess Place me some god upon a Piramis Higher than hills of earth and lend a voice Loud as your Thunder to me that from thence I may discourse to all the under-world The worth that dwells in him Pha. How 's this Bell. My Lord some man Weary of life that would be glad to die Phi. Leave these untimely courtesies Bellario Bell. Alas he 's mad come will you lead me on Phi. By all the Oaths that men ought most to keep And Gods do punish most when men do break He toucht her not Take heed Bellario How thou dost drown the vertues thou hast shown With perjury By all that 's good 't was I You know she stood betwixt me and my right Pha. Thy own tongue be thy judge Cle It was Philaster Di. Is 't not a brave boy Well Sirs I fear we were all deceived Phi. Have I no friend here Di. Yes Phi. Then shew it Some good body lend a hand to draw us nearer Would you have tears shed for you when you dieâ— Then lay me gentle on his neck that there I may weep flouds and breath out my spirit 'T is not the wealth of Plutus nor the gold Lockt in the heart of earth can buy away This arm-full from me this had been a ransâ—m To have redeem'd the great Augustus Câ—sar Had he been taken you hard-hearted men More stony than these Mountains can you see Such clear pure bloud drop and not cut your flesh To stop his life To bind whose better wounâ—s Queens ought to tear their hair and with their tears Bath'em Forgive me thou that art the wealth of poor Phi. laster Enter King Arethusa and a Guard King Is the villain ta'ne Pha. Sir here be two confess the deed but say it was Phi. laster Phi. Question it no more it was King The fellow that did fight with him will tell us Are. Ay me I know he will King Did not you know him Are. Sir if it was he he was disguised Phi. I was so Oh my sâ—ars that I should live still King Thou ambitious fool Thou that hast laid a train for thy own life Now I do mean to do I 'le leave to
ye were my Husband a thousand times I cannot do it At least a dozen posts are gone this morning For several parts of the Kingdom I can do no more But pay 'em and instruct ' em Men. Prithee good sweet heart I come not to disturb thee nor discourage thee I know thou labour'st truly hark in thine ear Leu. Ha! What do you make so dainty on 't look there I am an Ass I can do nothing Men. Celia I this is she a stranger born Leu. What would you give for more now Men. Prithee my best Leucippe there 's much hangs on 't Lodg'd at the end of Mars's street that 's true too At the sack of such a Town by such a Souldier Preserv'd a Prisoner and by Prince Demetrius Bought from that man again maintain'd and favour'd How came you by this knowledg Leu. Poor weak man I have a thousand eyes when thou art sleeping Abroad and full of business Men. You never try'd her Leu. No she is beyond my level so hedg'd in By the Princes infinite Love and Favour to her Men. She is a handsome Wench Leu. A delicate and knows it And out of that proof arms her self Men. Come in then I have a great design from the King to you And you must work like wax now Leu. On this Lady Men. On this and all your wits call home Leu. I have done Toys in my time of some note old as I am I think my brains will work without barm Take up the Books Men. As we go in I 'll tell ye Exeunt SCENE IV. Enter Antigonus Timon Lords and a Souldier Ant. No face of sorrow for this loss 't will choak him Nor no man miss a friend I know his nature So deep imprest with grief for what he has suffer'd That the least adding to it adds to his ruine His loss is not so infinite I hope Souldier Soul Faith neither great nor out of indiscretion The young men out of heat Enter Demetrius Leontius and Lieutenant Ant. I guess the manner Lord. The Prince and 't like your Grace s. Ant. You are welcome home Sir Come no more sorrow I have heard your fortune And I my self have try'd the like clear up man I will not have ye take it thus if I doubted Your fear had lost and that you had turn'd your back to 'em Basely besought their mercies Leo. No no by this hand Sir We fought like honest and tall men Antig. I know 't Leontius or if I thought Nâ—glâ—ct of rule having his counsel with ye Or too vain glorious appetite of Fame Your men forgot and scatter'd Leo None of these Sir He shâ—w'd himself a noble Gentleman Every way apt to rule Ant. These being granted Why should you think you have done an act so hainous That â—ought but discontent dwells round about ye I have lost a battel Leo. I and fought it hard too Aâ—t With as much means as man Leo Or Dâ—vil could â—uge it Aâ—t Twenty to one of our side now Lâ—â— Tuâ—n Tables Beaten like Dogs again like Owls you take it To heart for flying out a mile before 'em And to say the truth 't was no flight neither Sir 'T was but a walk a handsome walk I have tumbl'd with this old Body beaten like a Stock-fish And stuck with Arrows like an arming Quiver Blouded and bang'd almost a day before 'em And glad I have got off then Here 's a mad Shaver He fights his share I am sure when e'r he comes to 't Yet I have seen him trip it tithly too And cry the Devil take the hindmost ever Lieu. I learnt it of my Betters Leo. Boudge at this Ant. Has Fortune but one Face Lieu. In her best Vizard Methinks she looks but lowzily Ant. Chance though she faint now And sink below our expectations Is there no hope left strong enough to buoy her Dem. 'T is not this day I fled before the Enemy And lost my People left mine Honour murder'd My maiden Honour never to be ransom'd Which to a noble Soul is too too sensible Afflicts me with this sadness most of these Time may turn straight again experience perfect And new Swords cut new ways to nobler Fortunes O I have lost Ant. As you are mine forget it I do not think it loss Dem O Sir forgive me I have lost my friends those worthy Souls bred with me I have lost my self they were the pieces of me I have lost all Arts my Schools are taken from me Honour and Arms no emulation left me I liv'd to see these men lost look'd upon it These men that twin'd their loves to mine their vertues O shame of shames I saw and could not save 'em This carries Sulphur in 't this burns and boils me And like a fatal Tomb bestrides my memory Ant. This was hard fortune but if alive and taken They shall be ransom'd let it be at Millions Dem. They are dead they are dead Lieu. When wou'd he weep for me thus I may be dead and powder'd Leo. Good Prince grieve not We are not certain of their deaths the Enemy Though he be hot and keen Yet holds good Quarter What Noise is this Great Shout within Enter Gentlemen Lieu. He does not follow us Give me a Steeple top Leo. They live they live Sir Ant. Hold up your manly fate They live they are here Son Dem. These are the men 1 Gent. They are and live to honour ye Dem. How ' scap'd ye noble friends me thought I saâ—â—â— Even in the Jaws of Death 2 Gent. Thanks to our folly That spur'd us on we were indeed hedg'd round in 't And ev'n beyond the hand of succour beaten Unhors'd disarm'd and what we lookt for then Sir Let such poor weary Souls that hear the Bell knoll And see the Grave a digging tell Dem. For Heavens sake Delude mine Eyes no longer how came ye off 1 Gent. Against all expectation the brave Selenâ—as I think this day enamour'd on your Vertue When through the Troops he saw ye shoot like lightning And at your manly courage all took fire And after that the misery we fell to The never certain Fate of War considering As we stood all before him Fortunes ruines Nothing but Death expecting a short time He made a stand upon our Youths and Fortunes Then with an eye of mercy inform'd his Judgment How yet unripe we were unblown unharden'd Unfitted for such fatal ends he cryed out to us Go Gentlemen commend me to your Master To the most High and Hopeful Prince Demetrius Tell him the Valour that he showed against me This day the Virgin Valour and true fire Deserves even from an Enemy this courtesie Your Lives and Arms freely I 'll give 'em thank him And thus we are return'd Sir Leo. Faith 't was well done 'T was bravely done was 't not a noble part Sir Laeu Had I been there up had I gone I am sure on 't These noble tricks I never durst trust 'em yet Leo. Let me not live and 't
bounty His honour that he gives me to beget Sawey and fullen fears The. You are not mad sure By this fair light I speak But what is whisper'd And whisper'd for a truth Ar. A Dog drunken people That in their Pot see visions And turn states mad-men and Children Prethee do not follow me I tell thee I am angry Do not follow me The. I am as angry As you for your heart I and as wilful too go like a Wood-cock And thrust your neck i' th' noose Ar. I 'le kill thee And thou speakst but three words more Do not follow me Exit The. A strange old foolish fellow I shall hear yet And if I do not my part hiss at me Exit SCENE V. Enter two Servants preparing a Banquet 1 Serv. Believe me fellow here will be lusty drinking Many a washt pate in Wine I warrant thee 2 Ser. I am glad the old General 's come upon my Coâ—science That joy will make half the Court drunk Hark the Trumpets They are coming on away 1 Ser. We 'll have a rowse too Exeunt Enter Duke Archas Burris Boroskie Attend. Gent. Duke Come seat your selves Lord Archas sit you there Ar. 'T is far above my worth Duke I 'le have it so Are all things ready Bor. All the Guards are set The Court Gates are shut Duke Then do as I prescrib'd ye Be sure no further Bor. I shall well observe ye Du. Come bring some wine here 's to my Sister Gentlemen A health and mirth to all Ar. Pray fill it full Sir 'T is a high health to vertue here Lord Burris A maiden health you are most sit to pledge it You have a maiden soul and much I honour it Passion o' me ye are sad man Duke How now Burris Go to no more of this Ar. Take the rowse freely 'T will warm your bloud and make ye fit for jollity Your Graces pardon when we get a cup Sir We old men prate a pace Du. Mirth makes a Banquet As you love me no more Bur. I thank your Grace Give me it Lord Boroskie Boros I have ill brains Sir Bur. Damnable ill I know it Boros But I 'le pledge Sir This vertuous health Bur. The more unfit for thy mouth Enter two Servants with Cloaks Du. Come bring out Robes and let my guests look nobly Fit for my love and presence begin downward Off with your Cloaks take new Ar. Your grace deals truly Like a munificent Prince with your poor subjects Who would not fight for you what cold dull coward Durst seek to save his life when you would ask it Begin a new health in your new adornments The Dukes the Royal Dukes ha what have I got Sir ha the Robe of death Du. You have deserv'd it Ar. The Livery of the Grave do you start all from me Do I smell of earth already Sir look on me And like a man is this your entertainment Do you bid your worthiest guests to bloudy Banquets Enter a Guard A Guard upon me too this is too soul play Boy to thy good thine honour thou wretched Ruler Thou Son of fools and flatterers Heir of hypocrites Am I serv'd in a Hearse that sav'd ye all Are ye men or Devils Do ye gape upon me Wider and swallow all my services Entomb them first my faith next then my integrity And let these struggle with your mangy minds Your fear'd and seal'd up Consciences till they burst Boros These words are death Ar. No those deeds that want rewards Sirrah Those Battels I have sought those horrid dangers â—â—aner than death and wilder than destruction Leave march'd upon these honour'd wounds times story The bloud I have lost the youth the sorrows suffer'd These are my death these that can ne're be recompenced These that ye sit a brooding on like Toads Socking from my deserts the sweets and favours And render me no pay again but poysons Bor. The proud vain Souldier thou hast set Ar. Thou lyest Now by my little time of life lyest basely Malitiously and loudly how I scorn thee If I had swel'd the Souldier or intended Anact in person leaning to dishonour As ye would sain have forced me witness Heaven Where clearest understanding of all truth is For these are spightful men and know no piety When Olin came grim Olin when his marches His last Incursions made the City sweat And drove before him as a storm drives Hail Such showrs of frosted fears shook all your heart-strings Then when the Volga trembled at his terrour And hid his seven curl'd heads afraid of bruising By his arm'd Horses hoofs had I been false then Or blown a treacherous fire into the Souldier Had but one spark of villany liv'd within me Ye â—ad had some shadow for this black about me Where was your Souldiership why went not you out And all your right honourable valour with ye Why met ye not the Tartar and desi'd him Drew your dead doing sword and buckl'd with him Shot through his Squadrons like a fiery Meteor And as we see a dreadful clap of Thunder Rend the stiff hearted Oaks and toss their roots up Why did not you so charge him you were sick then You that dare taint my credit slipt to bed then Stewing and fainting with the fears ye had A whorson shaking fit opprest your Lordship Blush Coward Knave and all the world hiss at thee Da. Exceed not my command Exit Bor. I shall observe it Ar. Are you gone too Come weep not honest Burris Good loving Lord no more fears 't is not his malice This fellows malice nor the Dukes displeasure By bold bad men crowded into his nature Can startle me fortune ne're raz'd this Fort yet I am the same the same man living dying The same mind to 'em both I poize thus equal Only the jugling way that toll'd me to it The Judas way to kiss me bid me welcome And cut my throat a little sticks upon me Farewel commend me to his Grace and tell him The world is full of servants he may have many And some I with him hon st he s undone else But such another doating Archas never So try'd and touch'd a saith farewell for ever Bor. Be strong my Lord you must not go thus lightly Ar. Now what s to do what sayes the Law unto me Give me my great offence that speaks me guily Bor. Laâ—â—â— asâ—â—e a thousand petty matters As scorns and insolencies both from your self and followers Which you put first fire to and these are deadly I come to one main cause which though it carries A strangeness in the circumstance it carries death too Not to be pardon'd neither ye have done a sacriledge Ar. High Heaven desend me man how how Boroskie Bor. Ye have took from the Temple those vow'd Arms The holy Ornament you hung up there No absolution of your vow no order From holy Church to give 'em back unto you After they were purified from War and rested From bloud made clean by ceremony from the Altar You
will silence me Never a Conduit-Pipe to convey this watâ—r Sor. These are all Rings Deaths heads and such Memento's Her Grandmother and worm-eaten Aunts left to her To tell her what her Beauty must arrive at Fred. That that Pod. They are written songs Sir to provoke young Ladies Lord here 's a Prayer Book how these-agree Here 's a strange union Sor. Ever by a surfeit you have a julep set to cool the Patient Fred. Those those Sor. They are Verses to the blest Evanthe Fred. Those may discover Read them out Sorano To the blest Evanthe Let those complain that feel Loves cruelty And in sad legends write their woes With Roses gently has corected me My War is without rage or blows My Mistriss eyes shine fair on my desires And hope springs up enflam'd with her new fires No more an Exile will I dwell With folded arms and sighs all day Reckoning the torments of my Hell And stinging my sweet joys away I am cal'd home again to quiet peace My Mistriss smiles and all my sorrows cease Yet what is living in her Eye Or being blest with her sweet tongue If these no other joys imply A golden Give a pleasing wrong To be your own but one poor Month I 'd give My Youth my Fortune and then leave to live This is my Rival that I knew the hand now Sor. I know it I have seen it 't is Valerio's That hopeful Gentlemans that was brought up with ye And by your charge nourish'd and fed At the same Table with the same allowance Fred. And all this courtesie to ruine me Cross my desires ' had better have fed humblier And stood at greater distance from my fury Go for him quickly find him instantly Whilst my impatient heart swells high with choler Better have lov'd despair and safer kiss'd her Ex. Lords Enter Evanthe and Cassandra Evan. Thou old weak fool dost thou know to what end To what betraying end he got this Casket Durst thou deliver him without my Ring Or a Command from mine own mouth that Cabinet That holds my heart you unconsiderate Ass You brainless Ideot Cas I saw you go with him At the first word commit your Person to him And make no scruple he is your Brothers Gentleman And for any thing I know an honest man And might not I upon the same security deliver him a Box Evan. A Bottle-head Fred. You shall have cause to chafe as I will handle it Evan. I had rather thou hadst delivered me to Pirats Betray'd me to uncurable diseases Hung up my Picture in a Market-place And sold me to wild Bawds Cas As I take it Madam Your maiden-head lies not in that Cabinet You have a Closer and you keep the Key too Why are you vex'd thus Evan. I could curse thee wickedly And wish thee more deformed than Age can make thee Perpetual hunger and no teeth to satisfie it Wait on thee still nor sleep be found to ease it Those hands that gave the Casket may the Palsie For ever make unuseful even to feed thee Long winters that thy Bones may turn to Isicles No Hell can thaw again inhabit by thee Is thy Care like thy Body all one crookedness How scurvily thou cryest now like a Drunkard I 'll have as pure tears from a dirty spout Do swear thou didst this ignorantly swear it Swear and be damn'd thou half Witch Cas These are fine words well Madam Madam Evan. 'T is not well thou mummy 'T is impudently basely done thou durty Fred. Has your young sanctity done railing Madam Against your innocent ' Squire do you see this Sonnet This loving Script do you know from whence it came too Evan. I do and dare avouch it pure and honest Fred. You have private Visitants my noble Lady That in sweet numbers court your goodly Vertues And to the height of adoration Evan. Well Sir There 's neither Heresie nor Treason in it Fred. A Prince may beg at the door whilst these feast with ye A favour or a grace from such as I am Enter Valerio and Podramo Course common things You are welcome Pray come neat Sir Do you know this paper Val. I am betray'd I do Sir 'T is mine my hand and heart if I dye for her I am thy Martyr Love and time shall honour me Cas You sawcy Sir that came in my Ladies name For her gilt Cabinet you cheating Sir too You scurvy Usher with as scurvy legs And a worse face thou poor base hanging holder How durst thou come to me with a lye in thy mouth An impudent lye Pod. Hollow good Gill you hobble Cas A stinking lye more stinking than the teller To play the pilfering Knave there have been Rascals Brought up to fetch and carry like your Worship That have been hang'd for less whipt they are daily And if the Law will do me right Pod. What then old Maggot Cas Thy Mother was carted younger I 'll have thy hide Thy mangy hide embroider'd with a dog-whip As it is now with potent Pox and thicker Fred. Peace good Antiquity I 'll have your Bones else Ground into Gunpowder to shoot at Cats with One word more and I 'll blanch thee like an almond There 's no such cure for the she-falling sickness As the powder of a dryed Bawds Skin be silent You are very prodigal of your service here Sir Of your life more it seems Val. I repent neither Because your Grace shall understand it comes From the best part of Love my pure affection And kindled with chaste flame I will not flye from it If it be errour to desire to marry And marry her that sanctity would dote on I have done amiss if it be a Treason To graft my soul to Vertue and to grow there To love the tree that bears such happiness Conceive me Sir this fruit was ne'r forbidden Nay to desire to taste too I am Traytor Had you but plants enough of this blest Tree Sir Set round about your Court to beautifie it Deaths twice so many to dismay the approachers The ground would scarce yield Graves to noble Lovers Fred. 'T is well maintain'd you wish and pray to fortune Here in your Sonnet and she has heard your prayers So much you dote upon your own undoing But one Month to enjoy her as your Wife Though at the expiring of that time you dye for 't Val. I could wish many many Ages Sir To grow as old as Time in her embraces If Heaven would grant it and you smile upon it But if my choice were two hours and then perish I would not pull my heart back Fred. You have your wish Tomorrow I will see you nobly married Your Month take out in all content and pleasure The first day of the following Month you dye for 't Kneel not not all your Prayers can divert me Now mark your sentence mark it scornful Lady If when Valerio's dead within twelve hours For that 's your latest time you find not out Another Husband on the same
me ask me not why I would be killed and by you Jun. Mercy on me What ails this man Petillius Petill. Pray ye dispatch me Ye are not safe whilst I live I am dangerous Troubled extreamly even to mischief Junius An enemy to all good men fear not 't is justice I shall kill you else Jun. Tell me but the cause And I will do it Petill. I am disgrac'd my service Slighted and unrewarded by the General My hopes left wild and naked besides these I am grown ridiculous an ass a folly I dare not trust my self with prethee kill me Jun. All these may be redeem'd as easily As you would heal your finger Petill. Nay Jun. Stay I 'll do it You shall not need your anger But first Petillius You shall unarm your self I dare not trust A man so bent to mischief Petill. There 's my sword And do it handsomely Jun. Yes I will kill ye Believe that certain but first I 'll lay before ye The most extreme fool ye have plaid in this The honor purpos'd for ye the great honor The General intended ye Petill. How Jun. And then I 'll kill ye Because ye shall die miserable Know Sir The Regiment was given me but till time Call'd ye to do some worthy deed might stop The peoples ill thoughts of ye for Lord Penyus I mean his death How soon this time 's come to ye And hasted by Swetonius Go says he Junius and Decius and go thou Petillius Distinctly thou Petillius and draw up To take stout Caratach there 's the deed purpos'd A deed to take off all faults of all natures And thou Petillius Mark it there 's the honor And that done all made even Petill. Stay Jun. No I 'll kill ye He knew thee absolute and full in soldier Daring beyond all dangers found thee out According to the boldness of thy spirit A Subject such a Subject Petill. Harke ye Junius I will live now Jun. By no means Wooed thy worth Held thee by the chin up as thou sunk'st and shew'd thee How Honor held her arms out Come make ready Since ye will die an ass Petill. Thou wilt not kill me Jun. By but I will Sir I 'll have no man dangerous Live to destroy me afterward Besides you have gotten Honor enough let young men rise now Nay I do perceive too by the General which is One main cause ye shall die how e'r he carry it Such a strong doting on ye that I fear You shall command in chief how are we paid then Come if you will pray dispatch it Petill. Is there no way Jun. Not any way to live Petill. I will do any thing Redeem my self at any price good Junius Let me but die upon the Rock but offer My life up like a Soldier Jun. You will seek then To out-doe every man Petill. Believe it Junius You shall goe stroke by stroke with me Jun. You 'l leave off too As you are noble and a soldier For ever these mad fancies Petill. Dare ye trust me By all that 's good and honest Jun There 's your sword then And now come on a new man Virtue guide thee Exeunt Enter Caratach and Hengo on the Rock Car. Courage my Boy I have found meat look Hengo Look where some blessed Britain to preserve thee Has hung a little food and drink cheer up Boy Do not forsake me now Hengo Oh Uncle Uncle I feel I cannot stay long yet I 'll fetch it To keep your noble life Uncle I am heart-whole And would live Car. Thou shalt long I hope Hen. But my head Uncle Methinks the Rock goes round Enter Macer and Judas Ma. Mark 'em well Judas Jud. Peace as you love your life Hen. Do not you hear The noise of Bels Car. Of Bels Boy 't is thy fancie Alas thy bodies full of wind Hen. Methinks Sir They ring a strange sad knell a preparation To some near funeral of State nay weep not Mine own sweet Uncle you will kill me sooner Car. Oh my poor chicken Hen. Fie faint-hearted Uncle Come tie me in your Belt and let me down Car. I 'll go my self Boy Hengo No as ye love me Uncle I will not eat it if I do not fetch it The danger only I desire pray tie me Car. I will and all my care hang o'r thee come child My valiant child Hen. Let me down apace Uncle And ye shall see how like a Daw I 'll whip it From all their policies for 't is most certain A Roman train and ye must hold me sure too You 'll spoil all else When I have brought it Uncle We 'll be as merry Car. Go i' th' name of heaven Boy Hen. Quick quick Uncle I have it Oh. Judas shoots Hengo Car. What ail'st thou Hen. O my best Uncle I am slain Car. I see ye and heaven direct my hand destruction Caratach kills Judas with a stone from the rock Go with thy coward soul How dost thou Boy Oh villain pocky villain Hen. Oh Uncle Uncle Oh how it pricks me am I preserv'd for this Extremely pricks me Car. Coward rascal Coward Dogs eat thy flesh Hen. Oh I bleed hard I faint too out upon 't How sick I am the lean Rogue Uncle Car. Look Boy I have laid him sure enough Hen. Have ye knockt his brains out Car. I warrant thee for stirring more cheer up child Hen. Hold my sides hard stop stop oh wretched fortune Must we part thus Still I grow sicker Uncle Car. Heaven look upon this noble child Hen. I once hop'd I should have liv'd to have met these bloody Romans At my swords point to have reveng'd my Father To have beaten 'em oh hold me hard But Uncle Car. Thou shalt live still I hope Boy Shall I draw it Hen. Ye draw away my soul then I would live A little longer spare me heavens but only To thank you for your tender love Good Uncle Good noble Uncle weep not Car. Oh my chicken My dear Boy what shall I lose Hen. Why a child That must have died however had this scap'd me Feaver or famine I was born to die Sir Car. But thus unblown my boy Hen. I go the straighter My journey to the gods Sure I shall know ye When ye come Uncle Car. Yes Boy Hen. And I hope We shall enjoy together that great blessedness You told me of Car. Most certain child Hen. I grow cold Mine eyes are going Car. Lift 'em up Hen. Pray for me And noble Uncle when my bones are ashes Think of your little Nephew Mercy Car. Mercy You blessed Angels take him Hen. Kiss me so Farewel farewel Dies Car. Farewel the hopes of Britain Thou Royal graft Farewel for ever Time and Death Ye have done your worst Fortune now see now proudly Pluck off thy vail and view thy triumph Look Look what thou hast brought this Land to Oh fair flower How lovely yet thy ruines show how sweetly Even death embraces thee The peace of heaven The fellowship of all great souls
be glad for you To rip them all again and let it out Mist Mer. I'faith I had sorrow enough for thee God knows but I 'll hamper thee well enough get thee in thou vagabond get thee in and learn of thy brother Michael Old Mer. within Nose Nose jolly red Nose and who gave thee this jolly red Nose Mist Mer. Hark my Husband he 's singing and hoiting And I 'm fain to carâ— and care and all little enough Husband Charles Charles Merry-thought Enter Old Merry-thought Old Mer. Nutmegs and Gingers Cinamon and Cloves And they gave me this jolly red Nose Mist Mer. If you would consider your estate you would have little list to sing I-wisse Old Mer. It should never be consider'd while it were an estate if I thought it would spoil my singing Mist Mer. But how wilt thou do Charles thou art an old man and thou canst not work and thou hast not forty shillings left and thou eatest good meat and drinkest good drink and laughest Old Mer. And will doe Mist Mer. But how wilt thou come by it Charles Old Mer. How why how have I done hitherto these forty years I never came into my Dining-room but at eleven and six a clock I found excellent meat and drink a' th' Table my Cloaths were never worn out but next morning a Tailor brought me a new suit and without question it will be so ever use makes perfectness If all should fail it is but a little straining my self extraordinary and laugh my self to death Wife It 's a foolish old man this is not he George Cit. Yes Cunny Wife Give me a penny i' th' purse while I live George Cit. I by Lady Cunnie hold thee there Mist Mer. Well Charles you promis'd to provide for Jasper and I have laid up for Michael I pray you pay Jasper his portion he 's come home and he shall not consume Michaels stock he saies his Master turn'd him away but I promise you truly I think he ran away Wife No indeed Mistriss Merry-thought though he be a notable gallows yet I 'll assure you his Master did turn him away even in this place 't was i'faith within this half hour about his Daughter my Husband was by Cit. Hang him rogue he serv'd him well enough love his Masters Daughter by my troth Cunnie if there were a thousand boys thou wouldst spoil them all with taking their parts let his Mother alone with him Wife I George but yet truth is truth Old Mer. Where is Jasper he 's welcome however call him in he shall have his portion is he merry Enter Jasper and Michael Mist Mer. I foul chive him he is too merry Jasper Michael Old Mer. Welcome Jasper though thou run'st away welcome God bless thee 't is thy mothers mind thou shouldst receive thy portion thou hast been abroad and I hope hast learnt experience enough to govern it thou art of sufficient years hold thy hand one two three four five six seven eight nine there is ten shillings for thee thrust thy self into the world with that and take some setled course if fortune cross thee thou hast a retiring place come home to me I have twenty shillings left be a good Husband that is wear ordinary Cloaths eat the best meat and drink the best drink be merry and give to the poor and and believe me thou hast no end of thy goods Jasp Long may you live free from all thought of ill And long have cause to be thus merry still But Father Old Mer. No more words Jasper get thee gone thou hast my blessing thy Fathers spirit upon thee Farewel Jasper but yet or e'r you part oh cruel kiss me kiss me sweeting mine own dear jewel So now begone no words Enter Jasper Mist Mer. So Michael now get thee gone too Mich. Yes forsooth Mother but I 'll have my Father's blessing first Mist Mer. No Michael 't is no matter for his blessing thou hast my blessing begone I 'll fetch my money and jewels and follow thee I 'll stay no longer with him I warrant thee truly Charles I 'll begon too Old Mer. What you will not Old Mer. What you will not Mist Mer. Yes indeed will I. Old Mer. Hay ho farewel Nan I 'll never trust wench more again if I can Mist Mer. You shall not think when all your own is gone to spend that I have been scraping up for Michael Old Mer. Farewel good wife I expect it not all I have to do in this world is to be merry which I shall if the ground be not taken from me and if it be When Earth and Seas from me are rest The Skies aloft for me are left Exeunt Boy danceth Musick Finis Actus Primi Wife I 'll be sworn he 's a merry old Gentleman for all that Hark hark Husband hark Fiddles Fiddles now surely they go finely They say 't is present death for these Fidlers to tune their Rebecks before the great Turks grace is 't not George But look look here 's a youth dances now good youth do a turn o' th' toe Sweet heart I'faith I 'll have Ralph come and do some of his Gambols he 'll ride the Wild Mare Gentlemen 't would do your hearts good to see him I thank you kind youth pray bid Ralph come Cit. Peace Connie Sirrah you scurvy boy bid the Players send Ralph or by gods and they do not I 'll tear some of their Periwigs beside their heads this is all Riff-Raff Exeunt Boy danceth Musick Finis Actus Primi Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Merchant and Humphrey Merch. And how faith how goes it now Son Humphrey Hum. Right worshipful and my beloved friend And Father dear this matter 's at an end Merch. 'T is well it should be so I 'm glad the Girl Is found so tractable Hum. Nay she must whirl From hence and you must wink for so I say The story tells to morrow before day Wife George dost thou think in thy conscience now 't will be a match tell me but what thou think'st sweet Rogue thou seest the poor Gentleman dear heart how it labours and throbs I warrant you to be at rest I 'll go move the Father for 't Cit. No no I prethee sit still Honey-suckle thou 'lt spoil all if he deny him I 'll bring half a dozen good fellows my self and in the shutting of an evening knock't up and there 's an end Wife I 'll buss thee for that I'faith boy well George well you have been a wag in your days I warrant you but God forgive you and I do with all my heart Mer. How was it Son you told me that to morrow Before day break you must convey her hence Hum. I must I must and thus it is agreed Your Daughter rides upon a brown-bay Steed I on a Sorrel which I bought of Brian The honest Host of the red roaring Lion In Waltham situate then if you may Consent in seemly sort lest by delay The fatal
Clarinda Juletta Crocale Hippolita Cla. Out thou base woman I 'll shoot 'em both Cro. Nay stay brave Lady hold A suddain death cuts off a Nobler vengeance Cla. Am I made Bawd to your lascivious meetings Are ye grown so wise in sin Shut up that villany and sirrah Now expect my utmost anger Let him there starve Alb. I mock at your mischiefs Exit Cla. Tie that false witch unto that Tree There let that savage beasts Gnaw off her sweetness and Snakes Embrace her beauties tie her and watch That none relieve her Hip. We could wish ye better fortune Lady But dare not help ye Amin. Be your own friends I thank ye Now only my last audit and my greatest Oh Heaven be kind unto me And if it be thy Will preserve Enter Raymond Ray. Who is this Sure 't is a woman I have trode this place And found much footing now I know 't is peopl'd Ha let me see 't is her face Oh Heaven turn this way Maid Amin. Oh Raymond oh Brother Raym. Her tongue too 't is my Sister what rude hand Nay kiss me first Oh joy Amin. Fly fly dear brother You are lost else Jul. A man a man a new man Raym. What are these Enter Juletta Crocale Clarinda Cro. An enemy an enemy Cla. Dispatch him Take him off shoot him straight Raym. I dare not use my sword Ladies Against such comely foes Amin. Oh brother brother Cla. Away with 'em and in dark prisons bind ' em One word reply'd ye die both Now brave â—other follow thy noble anger And â—â—l help thee Exeunâ— Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Rossella Clarinda Crocale Juletta Hippolita Ros I Am deaf to all your intreaties she that moves me For pity or compassion to these Pirats Digs up her Fathers or her Brothers Tomb And spurns about their ashes Couldst thou remember what a Father thou hadst once 'T would steel thy heart against all foolish pity By his memory'and the remembrance of his dear embraces I am taught that in a Noble cause revenge is Noble And they shall fall the sacrifices to appease His wandring Ghost and my incensed fury Cla. The new come prisoner too Ros He too yet that we may learn Whether they are the same or near ally'd To those that forc'd me to this cruel course Better their poor allowance and permit 'em To meet together and confer Within the distance of your ear perhaps They may discover something that may kill Despair in me and be a means to save 'em From certain ruine Ceo. That shall be my charge Ros Yet to prevent All hope of rescue for this new-come Captain Hath both a Ship and Men not far from us Though ignorant to find the only Port That can yield entrance to our happy Island Guard the place strongly and e'r the next Sun Ends his diurnal progress I will be Happy in my revenge or set 'em free Exteunt Enter Crocale Juletta Hippolita A Table furnish'd Cro. So serve it plentifully And lose not time to enquire the cause There is a main design that hangs upon this bounty See the Table furnisht with Wine too That discovers secrets which tortures cannot open Open the doors too of the several prisons And give all free entrance into this room Undiscover'd I can here mark all Enter Tib. Mast Here 's Captain careless and the tough Ship-master The slaves are nos'd like Vultures How wild they look Tib. Ha the mistery of this â—ome good Hobgoblin rise and reveal Mast I 'm amazed at it nor can I sound the intent Tib. Is not this bread â—ubstantial bread not painted Mast But take heed You may be poisoned Tib. I am sure I am famish'd And famine as the wise man says Gripes the guts as much as any Mineral This may be Treacle sent to preserve me After a long Fast or be it Vipers spittle â—'ll run the hazard Mast We are past all fear I 'll take part with ye Tib. Do and now i'faith how d' ye feel your self find great ease in 't What 's here Vine and it be thy Will â—trong lusty Wine Well fools may talk Of Mythridate Cordials and Elixirs But from my youth this was my only Physick Here 's a colour what Ladies cheek Though cerus'd over comes near it â—t sparkles too hangs out Diamonds Oh my sweet-heart how I will hug thee Again and again They are poor drunkards And not worth thy favors That number thy moist kisses in these Crystals Mast But Mounsieur â—ere are Suckets and sweet dishes Tib. Tush boys meat â— am past it here 's strong food fit for men Nectar old lad Mistriss of merry hearts Once more I am bold with you Mast Take heed man Too much will breed distemper Tib. Hast thou liv'd at Sea The most part of thy life where to be sober While we have Wine aboard is capital Treason And dost thou preach sobriety Mast Prethee forbear We may offend in it we know not for whom â—t was provided Tib. I am sure for me therefore footra When I am full let 'em hang me I care not Enter Albert Aminta Raymond Lamure Morrillat Franvile severally Mast This has been his temper ever â—â—e provoking dishes candid Eringoes â—nd Potatoes Tib. I 'll not touch 'em I will drink But not a bit on a march I 'll be an Eunuch rather Mast Who are these Tib Marry who you will â— keep my Text here Alb. Raymond Ray. Albert Tib. Away I 'll be drunk alone Keep off Rogues or I 'll belch ye into air â—ot a drop here Amint. Dear brother put not in your eyes such anger Those looks poison'd with fury shot at him â—efâ—ect on me Oh brother look milder or The Crystal of his temperance Will turn 'em on your self Alb. Sir I have sought ye long To find your pardon you have plough'd the Ocean To wreak your vengeance on me for the rape Of this fair Virgin Now our fortune guides us To meet on such hard terms that we need rather â— mutual pitty of our present state Than to expostulate of breaches past Which cannot be made up And though it be Far from your power to force me to confess That I have done ye wrong or such submission Failing to make my peace to vent your anger You being your self slav'd as I to others Yet for you Sisters sake her blessed sake In part of recompence of what she has suffer'd For my rash folly the contagion Of my black actions catching hold upon Her purer innocence I crave your mercy And wish however several motives kept us From being friends while we had hope to live Let death which we expect and cannot fly from End all contention Tib. Drink upon 't 't is a good motion Ratifie it in Wine and 't is authentical Ray. When I consider The ground of our long difference and look on Our not to be avoided miseries It doth beget in me I know not how A soft Religious tenderness which tells me Though we have many
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
River runs his head Into forgotten ways again I ransome And his fair course turn right this day Thierry The Son of France whose manly powers like prisoners Have been tied up and fetter'd by one death Give life to thousand ages this day beauty The envy of the world Pleasure the glory Content above the world desire beyond it Are made mine own and useful Mart. Happy Woman That dies to do these things Thier. But ten times happier That lives to do the greater oh Martel The gods have heard me now and those that scorn'd me Mothers of many children and blest fathers That see their issues like the Stars un-number'd Their comfort more than them shall in my praises Now teach their Infants songs and tell their ages From such a Son of mine or such a Queen That chaste Ordella brings me blessed marriage The chain that links two Holy Loves together And in the marriage more than blest Ordella That comes so near the Sacrament it self The Priests doubt whether purer Mart. Sir y' are lost Thier. I prethee let me be so Mart. The day â—ears And those that have been offering early prayers Are now retiring homeward Thier. Stand and mark then Mart. Is it the first must suffer Thier. The first Woman Mart. What hand shall do it Sir Thier. This hand Martell For who less dare presume to give the gods An incense of this offering Mart. Would I were she For such away to die and such a blessing Can never crown my parting Enter two men passing over Thier. What are those Mart. Men men Sir men Thier. The plagues of men light on 'em They cross my hopes like Hares who 's that Enter a Priest Mart. A Priest Sir Thier. Would he were gelt Mart. May not these rascals serve Sir Well hang'd and quarter'd Thier. Nov Mart. Here comes a woman Enter Ordella veil'd Thier. Stand and behold her then Mart. I think a fair one Thier. Move not whilst I prepare her may her peace Like his whose innocence the gods are pleas'd with And offering at their Altars gives his soul Far purer than those fires pull heaven upon her You holy powers no humane spot dwell in her No love of any thing but you and goodness Tie her to earth fear be a stranger to her And all weak blouds affections but thy hope Let her bequeath to Women hear me heaven Give her a spirit masculine and noble Fit for your selves to ask and me to offer Oh let her meet my blow doat on her death And as a wanton Vine bows to the pruner That by his cutting off more may increase So let her fall to raise me fruit hail woman The happiest and the best if the dull Will Do not abuse thy fortune France e'er found yet Ordel. Sh 'is more than dull Sir less and worse than Woman That may inherit such an infinite As you propound a greatness so near goodness And brings a Will to rob her Thier. Tell me this then Was there e'er woman yet or may be found That for fair Fame unspotted memory For virtues sake and only for it self sake Has or dare make a story Ordel. Many dead Sir Living I thing as many Thier. Say the kingdom May from a womans Will receive a blessing The King and kingdom not a private safety A general blessing Lady Ordel. A general curse Light on her heart denies it Thier. Full of honor And such examples as the former ages Were but dim shadows of and empty figures Ordel. You strangely stir me Sir and were my weakness In any other flesh but modest womans You should not ask more questions may I do it Thier. You may and which is more you must Ordel. I joy in 't Above a moderate gladness Sir you promise It shall be honest Thier. As ever time discover'd Ordel. Let it be what it may then what it dare I have a mind will hazard it Thier. But hark ye What may that woman merit makes this blessing Ordel. Only her duty Sir Thier. 'T is terrible Ordel. 'T is so much the more noble Thier. 'T is full of fearful shadows Ordel. So is sleep Sir Or any thing that 's meerly ours and mortal We were begotten gods else but those fears Feeling but once the fires of nobler thoughts Flie like the shapes of clouds we form to nothing Thier. Suppose it death Ordel. I do Thier. And endless parting With all we can call ours with all our sweetness With youth strength pleasure people time nay reason For in the silent grave no conversation No joyful tread of friends no voice of Lovers No careful Fathers counsel nothing's hâ—â—d Nor nothing is but all oblivion Dust and an endless darkness and dare you woman Desire this place Ordeel 'T is of all sleeps the sweetest Children begin it to us strong men seek it And Kings from heighth of all their painted glories Fall like spent exhalations to this centre And those are fools that fear it or imagine A few unhandsome pleasures or lifes profits Can recompence this place and mad that staies it Till age blow out their lights or rotten humors Bring them dispers'd to th' earth Thier. Then you can suffer Ordel. As willingly as say it Thier. Martell a wonder Here 's a woman that dares die yet tell me Are you a Wife Ordel. I am Sir Thier. And have children She sighs and weeps Ordel. Oh none Sir Thier. Dare you venture For a poor barren praise you ne'er shall hear To part with these sweet hopes Ordel. With all but Heaven And yet die full of children he that reads me When I am ashes is my Son in wishes And those chaste dames that keep my memory Singing my yearly requiems are my Daughters Thier. Then there is nothing wanting but my knowledg And what I must doe Lady Ordel. You are the King Sir And what you do I 'll suffer and that blessing That you desire the gods showr on the Kingdom Thier. Thus much before I strike then for I must kill you The gods have will'd it so they 're made the blessing Must make France young again and me a man Keep up your strength still nobly Ordel. Fear me not Thier. And meet death like a measure Ordel. I am stedfast Thier. Thou shalt be sainted woman and thy Tomb Cut out in Chrystal pure and good as thou art And on it shall be graven every age Succeeding Peers of France that rise by thy fall Tell thou liest there like old and fruitful nature Darest thou behold thy happiness Ordel. I dare Sir Thier. Ha Puls off her veil le ts fall his sword Mar. Oh Sir you must not doe it Thier. No I dare not There is an Angel keeps that Paradice A fiery Angel friend oh virtue virtue Ever and endless virtue Ordel. Strike Sir strike And if in my poor death fair France may merit Give me a thousand blows be killing me A thousand days Thier. First let the earth be barren And man no more remembred rise Ordella The nearest to
guard Can put back from access whose tongue no threats Nor praises can silence a bold suitor and For that which if you are your self a King You were made so to grant it Justice Justice Thier. With what assurance dare you hope for that Which is deny'd to me or how can I Stand bound to be just unto such as are Beneath me that find none from those that are Above me Memb. There is justice 't were unfit That any thing but vengeance should fall on him That by his giving way to more than murther For my dear fathers death was parricide Makes it his own Brun. I charge you hear her not Memb. Hell cannot stop just prayers from ent'ring heaven I must and will be heard Sir but remember That he that by her plot fell was your brother And the place where your Palace against all Th' inviolable rites of hospitality Your word a Kings word given up for his safety His innocence his protection and the gods bound to revenge the impious breach of such So great and sacred bonds and can you wonder That in not punishing such a horrid murther You did it that heavens favour is gone from you Which never will return until his bloud Be wash'd away in hers Brun. Drag hence the wretch Thier. Forbear with what variety Of torments do I meet oh thou hast open'd A Book in which writ down in bloudy Letters My conscience finds that I am worthy of More than I undergoe but I 'll begin For my Ordella's sake and for thine own To make less heavens great anger thou hast lost A father I to thee am so the hope Of a good Husband in me have one nor Be fearful I am still no man already That weakness is gone from me Brun. That it might Aside Have ever grown inseparably upon thee What will you do Is such a thing as this Worthy the lov'd Ordella's place the daughter Of a poor Gardener Memb. Your Son Thier. The power To take away that lowness is in me Brun. Stay yet for rather than thou shalt add Incest unto thy other sins I will With hazard of my own life utter all Theodoret was thy Brother Thier. You deny'd it Upon your oath nor will I now believe you Your Protean turnings cannot change my purpose Memb. And for me be assur'd the means to be Reveng'd on thee vile hag admits no thought But what tends to it Brun. Is it come to that Then have at the last refuge art thou grown Insensible in all that thou goest on Without the least compunction there take that To witness that thou hadst a mother which Foresaw thy cause of grief and sad repentance That so soon after blest Ordella's death Without a tear thou canst imbrace another Forgetful man Thier. Mine eyes when she is nam'd Cannot forget their tribute and your gift Is not unuseful now Lecu. He 's past all cure that only touch is death Thier. This night I 'll keep it To morrow I will send it you and full of my affliction Exit Thierry Brun. Is the poison mortal Lecu. Above the help of Physick Brun. To my wish Now for our own security you Protaldye Shall this night post towards Austracia With Letters to Theodorets bastard son In which we will make known what for his rising We have done to Thierry no denial Nor no excuse in such acts must be thought of Which all dislike and all again commend When they are brought unto a happy end Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Devitry and four Soldiers Devi NO War no Money no Master banish'd the Court not trusted in the City whipt out of the Countrey in what a triangle runs our misery let me hear which of you has the best voice to beg in for other hopes or fortunes I see you have not be not nice nature provided you with tones for the purpose the peoples charity was your heritage and I would see which of you deserves his birth-right Omnes We understand you not Captain Devit You see this cardicue the last and the only quintessence of 50 Crowns distill'd in the limbeck of your gardage of which happy piece thou shalt be treasurer now he that can soonest perswade him to part with 't enjoyes it possesses it and with it me and my future countenance 1. If they want Art to perswade it I 'll keep it my self Devit So you be not a partial judge in your own cause you shall Omnes A match 2. I 'll begin to you brave Sir be proud to make him happy by your liberality whose tongue vouchsafes now to petition was never heard before less than to command I am a Soldier by profession a Gentleman by birth and an Officer by place whose poverty blushes to be the cause that so high a virtue should descend to the pity of your charity 1. In any case keep your high stile it is not charity to shame any man much less a virtue of your eminence wherefore preserve your worth and I 'll preserve my money 3. You perswade you are shallow give way to merit ah by the bread of a good man thou hast a bonny countenance and a blith promising mickle good to a sicker womb that has trode a long and a fore ground to meet with friends that will owe much to thy reverence when they shall hear of thy courtesie to their wandring countreyman 1. You that will use your friends so hardly to bring them in debt Sir will deserve worse of a stranger wherefore pead on pead on I say 4. It is the Welch must do 't I see comrade man of urship St. Tavy be her Patron the gods of the mountains keep her cow and her cupboard may she never want the green of the Leek and the fat of the Onion if she part with her bounties to him that is a great deal away from her cozines and has two big suits in law to recover her heritage 1. Pardon me Sir I will have nothing to do with your suits it comes within the statute of maintenance home to your cozines and some garlick and hempseed the one will stop your hunger the other end your suits gammawash comrade gammawash 4. ' Foot he 'll hoord all for himself Vitry Yes let him now comes my turn I 'll see if he can answer me save you Sir they say you have that I want Money 1. And that you are like to want for ought I perceive yet Vitry Stand deliver 1. ' Foot what mean you you will not rob the Exchequer Vit. Do you prate 1. Hold hold here Captain 2. Why I could have done this before you 3. And I. 4. And I. Vit. You have done this brave man be proud to make him happy by the bread of God man thou hast a bonny countenance comrade man of urship St. Tavy be her patron out upon you you uncurried colts walking cans that have no souls in you but a little Rosin to keep your ribs sweet and hold in liquor Omnes Why what would
wondrous gracious to ye Si. Hâ—av'n make me thankful Chi. She would have ye read it He reads Si. Siphax the will of Heaven hath cast me on thee To be thy Wife whose Will must be obey'd Use me with honour I shall love thee dearly And make thee understand thy worths hereafter Convey me to a secret Ceremony That both our hearts and loves may be united And use no Language till before my Brother We both appear where I will shew the Oracle For till that time I am bound I must not answer Si. O happy I Chi. Ye are a made man Si. But Chilax Where are her Women Chi. None but your Graces Sister Because she would have it private to the World yet Knows of this business Si. I shall thank thee Chilax Thou art a careful man Chi. Your Graces Servant Si. I 'll find a fit place for thee Chi. If you will not There 's a good Lady will she points ye forward Away and take your fortune not a word Sir So you are greas'd I hope Ex. Si. and Cloe manet Chilax Enter Stremon Fool and Boy Chi. Stremon Fool Pieus Where have you left your Lord Strem. I' th' Temple Chilax Chi. Why are ye from him Strem. Why the King is with him And all the Lords Chi. Is not the Princess there too Strem. Yes And the strangest Coil amongst 'em She weeps bitterly The King â—â—treats and frowns my Lord like Autumn Drops off his hopes by handfulls all the Temple Sweats with this Agony Chi. Where 's young Polydore Strem. Dead as they said o' th' sudden Chi. Dead Strem. For certain But not yet known abroad Chi. There 's a new trouble A brave young man he was but we must all dye Strem. Did not the General meet you this morning Like a tall Stallion Nun Chi. No more o' that Boy Strem. You had been feâ—â—etting Chi. That 's all one Fool My Master Fool that taught my wits to traffick What has your Wisedom done how have you profited Out with your Audit come you are not empty Put out mine eye with twelve pence do you shaker What think you of this shaking here 's wit Coxcomb Hâ— Bâ—â—sâ— ha my fine Rascals here 's a Ring Pulls out a Purse How â—â—ght they go Fool. O let me ring the sore Bell. And here are thumpers Chiqueens golden rogues Wit wit ye Rascals Fool. I have a Stye here Chilax Chi. I have no Gold to cure it not a penny Not one cross Cavalier we are dull Souldiers Gross heavy-headed fellows fight for Victuals Fool. Why ye are the Spirits of the time Chi. By no means Fool. The valiant firie Chi. Fie fie no. Fool. Be-lee me Sir Chi. I wou'd I cou'd Sir Fool. I will satisfie ye Chi. But I will not content you alas poor Boy Thou shew'st an honest Nature weepst for thy Master There 's a red Rogue to buy thee Handkerchiefs Fool. He was an honest Gentleman I have lost too Chi. You have indeed your labour Fool but Stremon Dost thou want money too no Vertue living No sinking out at fingers ends Strem. It seems so Chi. Will ye all serve me Strem. Yes when ye are Lord General For less I will not go Chi. There 's Gold for thee then Thou hast a Souldiers mind Fool Fool. Here your first man Chi. I will give thee for thy Wit for 't is a fine wit A dainty diving Wit hold up just nothing Go graze i' th' Commons yet I am merciful There 's six pence buy a Saucer steal an old Gown And beg i' th' Temple for a Prophet come away Boys Let 's see how things are carried Fool up Sirrah You may chance get a dinner Boy your preferment I 'll undertake for your brave Masters sake You shall not perish Fool. Chilax Chi. Please me well Fool. And you shall light my pipes away to the Temple But stay the King 's here sport upon sport Boys Enter King Lords Siphax kneeling Cloe with a Vail King What would you have Captain Speak suddenly for I am wondrous busie Si. A pardon Royal Sir King For what Si. For that Which was Heaven's Will should not be mine alone Sir My marrying with this Lady King It needs no pardon For Marriage is no Sin Si. Not in it self Sir But in presuming too much yet Heaven knows So does the Oracle that cast it on me And the Princess royal Sir King What Princess Si. O be not angry my dread King your Sister King My Sister she 's i' th' Temple Man Si. She is here Sir Lord. The Captain 's mad she 's kneeling at the Altar King I know she is with all my heart good Captain I do forgive ye both be unvail'd Lady Puts off her Vail Will ye have more forgiveness the man 's frantick Come let 's go bring her out God give ye joy Sir Si. How Cloe my old Cloe Ex. King Lord. Clo. Even the same Sir Chi. Gods give your manhood much content Strem. The Princess Looks something musty since her coming over Fool. 'T were good you 'd brush her over Si. Fools and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too Fool. O 't is the Nature Of us Fools to make bold with one another But you are wise brave sirs Chi. Cheer up your Princess Believe it Sir the King will not be angry Or say he were why 't was the Oracle The Oracle an 't like your Grace the Oracle Strem. And who most mighty Siphax Siph. With mine own whore C oe With whom else should ye marry speak your conscience Will ye transgress the law of Arms that ever Rewards the Souldier with his own sins Siph. Devils Cloe. Ye had my maiden-head my youth my sweetness Is it not justice then Siph. I see it must be But by this hand I 'le hang a lock upon thee Cloe. You shall not need my hon sty shall doe it Siph. If there be wars in all the world Cloe. I 'le with ye For you know I have been a Souldier Come curse on when I need another Oracle Chi. Send for me Siphax I 'le fit ye with a Princess And so to both your honours Fool. And your graces Siph. The Devil grace ye all Cloe. God a mercy Chilax Chi. Shall we laugh half an hour now Strem. No the King comes And all the train Chi. Away then our Act 's ended Exeunt Enter King Calis Memnon and Cleanthe Lords King You know he do's deserve ye loves ye dearly You know what bloody violence had us'd Upon himself but that his Brother crost it You know the same thoughts still inhabit in him The Hearse ready Polydor Eumenes Captains And covet to take birth Look on him Lady The wars have not so far consum'd him yet Cold age disabled him or sickness sunk him To be abhorr'd look on his Honour Sister That bears no stamp of time no wrinkles on it No sad demolishment nor death can reach it Look with the eyes of Heaven that nightly waken To view the wonders of the glorious Maker
And not the weakness look with your vertuous eyes And then clad royaltie in all his conquests His matchless love hung with a thousand merits Eternal youth attending Fame and Fortune Time and Oblivion vexing at his vertues He shall appear a miracle look on our dangers Look on the publick ruin Calis O dear Brother King Fie let us not like proud and greedy waters Gain to give off again this is our Sea And you his Cynthia govern him take heed His flouds have been as high and full as any And gloriously now is got up to the girdle The Kingdomes he hath purchas'd noble Sister Take not your vertue from him O take heed We ebbe not now to nothing take heed Calis Calis The will of Heaven not mine which must not alter And my eternal doom for ought I know Is fixt upon me alas I must love nothing Nothing that loves again must I be blest with The gentle Vine climbs up the Oke and clips him And when the stroke comes yet they fall together Death death must I enjoy and live to love him O noble Sir Mem. Those tears are some reward yet Pray let me wed your sorrows Calis Take 'em Souldier They are fruitfull ones lay but a sigh upon 'em And straight they will conceive to infinites I told ye what ye would find ' em Enter Funeral Captains following and Eumenes King How now what 's this more drops to th' Ocean Whose body 's this Eum. The noble Polydor 〈◊〉 speaks his death Mem. My Brother dead Calis O Goddess O cruel cruel Venus here 's my fortune King Read Captain Mem. Read aloud farewel my follies Eumen. reads to the Excellent Princess Calis Eum. Be wise as you are beauteous love with judgement And look with clear eyes on my noble Brother Value desert and vertue they are Jewels Fit for your worth and wearing take heed Lady The Gods reward ingratitude most grievous Remember me no more or if you must Seek me in noble Memnons love I dwell there I durst nor live because I durst not wrong him I can no more make me eternal happy With looking down upon your loves Farewel Mem. And did'st thou die for me King Excellent vertue What will ye now doe Calis Dwell for ever here Sir Mem. For me dear Polydor O worthy young man O love love love love above recompence Infinite love infinite honesty Good Lady leave you must have no share here Take home your sorrows here 's enough to store me Brave glorious griefs was ever such a Brother Turn all the stories over in the world yet And search through all the memories of mankind And find me such a friend h 'as out-done all Outstript 'em sheerly all all thou hast Polydor To die for me why as I hope for happiness 'T was one of the rarest thought on things The bravest and carried beyond compass of our actions I wonder how he hit it a young man too In all the blossomes of his youth and beautie In all the fulness of his veins and wishes Woo'd by that Paradise that would catch Heaven It starts me extreamly thou blest Ashes Thou faithfull monument where love and friendship Shall while the world is work new miracles Calis O! let me speak too Mem. No not yet thou man For we are but mans shadows only man I have not words to utter him speak Lady I 'le think a while Calis The Goddess grants me this yet I shall enjoy the dead no tomb shall hold thee But these two arms no Trickments but my tears Over thy Hearse my sorrows like sad arms Shall hang for ever on the tuffest Marble Mine eyes shall weep thee out an Epitaph Love at thy feet shall kneel his smart bow broken Faith at thy head youth and the Graces mourners O sweet young man King Now I begin to melt too Mem. Have ye enough yet Lady room for a gamester To my fond Love and all those idle fancies A long farewel thou diedst for me dear Polydor To give me peace thou hast eternal glory I stay and talk here I will kiss thee first And now I 'le follow thee Polydor rises Pol. Hold for Heavens sake Mem. Ha! Does he live Dost thou deceive me Pol. Thus far Yet for your good and honour King Now dear Sister Calis The Oracle is ended noble Sir Dispose me now as you please Pol. You are mine then Calis With all the joyes that may be Pol. Your consent Sir King Ye have it freely Pol. Walk along with me then And as you love me love my will Calis I will so Pol. Here worthy Brother take this vertuous Princess Ye have deserv'd her nobly she will love ye And when my life shall bring ye peace as she does Command it ye shall have it Mem. Sir I thank ye King I never found such goodness in such years Mem. Thou shalt not over doe me though I die for 't O how I love thy goodness my best Brother You have given me here a treasure to enrich me Would make the worthiest King alive a begger What may I give you back again Pol. Your love Sir Mem. And you shall have it even my dearest love My first my noblest love take her again Sir She is yours your honesty has over-run me She â—oves ye lose her not excellent Princess Injoy thy wish and now get Generals Pol. As ye love heaven love him she is only yours Sir Mem. As ye love heaven love him she is only yours Sir My Lord the King Pol. He will undoe himself Sir And must without her perish who shall fight then Who shall protect your Kingdom Mem. Give me hearing And after that belief were she my soul As I do love her equal all my victories And all the living names I have gain'd by war And loving him that good that vertuous good man That only worthy of the name of Brother I would resign all freely 't is all love To me all marriage rites the joy of issues To know him fruitfull that has been so faithfull King This is the noblest difference take your choice Sister Calis I see they are so brave and noble both I know not which to look on Pol. Chuse discreetly And vertue guide ye there all the world in one man Stands at the mark Mem. There all mans honestie The sweetness of all youth Cal. O God's Mem. My Armour By all the God's she 's yours my Arms I say And I beseech your Grace give me imployment That shall be now my Mistress there my Courtship King Ye shall have any thing Mem. Vertuous Lady Remember me your Servant now Young man You cannot over-reach me in your goodness O love how sweet thou look'st now and how gentle I should have slubber'd thee and stain'd thy beauty Your hand your hand Sir King Take her and Heaven bless her Mem. So. Pol. 'T is your will Sir nothing of my merit And as your royal gift I take this blessing Cal. And I from heaven this gentleman thanks Goddess Mem.