shall we part with dry lips Shall we that have been fellow devils together Flinch for an old womans fart Wi. 'T is a fine time a night too but we must part Nicâ—â— To. Shall we never ring again ne're toss the tenor And roul the changes into a Cup of Clarret You shall not want what ere I lay my hands on As I am sure Automedon the Coachman Shall be distributed bear up I say hang sorrow Give me that bird abroad that lives at pleasure Sam the Butler's true the Cook a reverend Trojan The Faulkner shall sell his Hawks and swear they weâ— rotten There be some wandring spoons that may be met with I 'll pawn a Coach horse peace utter no sentences The harshness shall be us'd in our wars also Or shall I drive her tell me but your will now Say but the word over some rotten bridg Or by a Marl-pit side she may slip in daintily Let me alone for my self Wi. No no farewell Toby Farewell spiny Nicholas no such thing There be ways i' the world if you see me A day or two hence may be wee 'l crack a quart yet And pull a bell commend to the houshold Nay cry not Toby 't will make thy head giddy To. Sweet Master Wildbraine Wi. No more Toby go the times may alter But where 's the coarse of my dead cosen If she be dead I hop'd ' thad but dissembled That sits heavy here Toby honest Toby Lend me thy Lanthorn I forgot 't was dark I had need look to my ways now To. Take a lodging with me to night in the Stable And ride away to morrow with one of the horses Next your heart pray do Wi. No good night good neighbor Toby I will wandeâ— I scorn to submit my self ere I have rambled But whither or with what that 's more material No matter and the worst come it is but stealing And my Aunt wo'not see me hang'd for her own credit And farewel in a Halter costs me nothing Exit Enter Hartlove Fran. The night and all the evil the night covers The Goblins Haggs and the black spawn of darkness Cannot fright me no death I dare thy cruelty For I am weary both of life and light too Keep my wits heaven they say spirits appear To melancholy minds and the graves open I would fain see the fair Maria's shadow But speak unto her spirit e'er I dyed But ask upon my knees a mercy from her I was a villain but her wretched kinsman That set his plot shall with his heart-blood satisfie Her injur'd life and honor what light 's this Enter Wildbrain with a Lanthorn Wild. It is but melancholy walking thus The Tavern doors are baracado'd too Where I might drink till morn in expectation I cannot meet the Watch neither nothing in The likeness of a Constable whom I might In my distress abuse and so be carried For want of other lodging to the Counter Frâ— 'T is his voice Fate I thank thee Wild Ha who 's that and thou be'st a man speak Frank Hartlove then I bear my destinies Thou art the man of all the world I wish'd for My Aunt has turn'd me out a doors she has 〈◊〉 this unchristian hour and I do walk Methinks like Guido Faux with my dark Lanthorn â—ealing to set the Town a fire i' th' Countrey 〈◊〉 should be tane for William o' the Wispe 〈◊〉 Robin Good-fellow and how dost Frank Hâ— The worse for you Wild. Come tha' rt a fool art going to thy lodging 〈◊〉 lie with thee to night and tell thee stories 〈◊〉 many devils we ha met withal Our house is haunted Frank whole legions 〈◊〉 saw fifty for my share Fr. Didst not fright ' em Wild. How fright ' em no they frighted me sufficiently Fr. Thou hadst wickedness enough to make them stare â—â— be afraid o' thee malicious devil â—â— draw thy sword for by Maria's soul â—â— not let thee scape to do more mischief Wild. Thou art mad what dost mean Fr. To kill thee nothing else will ease my anger 〈◊〉 injury is fresh I bleed withal For can that word express it there 's no peace in 't 〈◊〉 must it be forgiven but in death Therefore call up thy valour if thou 'st any â—nd summon up thy spirits to defend thee â—â— heart must suffer for thy damn'd practises â—gainst thy noble cosin and my innocence Wild. Hold hear a word did I do any thing 〈◊〉 for your good that you might have her But in that desperate time I might redeem her â—â—hough with show of loss Fr. Out ugly villain 〈◊〉 on her the most hated name of whore 〈◊〉 the worlds eye and face it out in courtesie 〈◊〉 him to see 't and make me drunk to attempt it Enter Maria. Ma. I hear some voices this way Fr. No more if you can pray do it as you fight Ma. What nâ—â— frights opposâ—â—me I have heard that tongue Wild. 'T is my fortune You could not take me in a better time Sir I ha nothing to lose but the love I lent thee My life my sword protect Ma. I know 'em both but to prevent their ruines Must not discover stay men most desperate The mischief you are forward to commit Will keep me from my grave and tie my spirit To endless troubles else Wild. Ha 't is her Ghost Fr. Maria Ma. Hear me both each wound you make Runs through my soul and is a new death to me Each threatening danger will affright my rest Look on me Hartlove and my kinsman view me Was I not late in my unhappy marriage Sufficient miserable full of all misfortunes But you must add with your most impious angers Unto my sleeping dust this insolence Would you teach time to speak eternally Of my disgraces make Records to keep 'em Keep them in brass fight then and kill my honor Fight deadly both and let your bloody swords Through my reviv'd and reeking infamy That never shall be purg'd find your own ruines Hartlove I lov'd thee once and hop'd again In a more blessed love to meet thy spirit â—f thou kill'st him thou art a murtherer And murther shall never inherit heaven My time is come my concealed grave expects me Farewel and follow not your feet are bloody And will pollute my peace I hope they are melted This is my way sure Exit Fr. Stay blessed soul Wi. Would she had come sooner and ha sav'd some blood Fr. Dost bleed Wild. Yes certainly I can both see and feel it Fr. Now I well hope it is not dangerous Give me thy hand as honor guides me I 'll know thee again Wild. I thank thee heartily I know not where to get a Surgeon This vision troubles me sure she is living And I was foolish blind I could not find it I bleed apace still and my heart grows heavy If I go far I faint I 'll knock at this house They may be charitable would 't were perfect day Enter Mistriss Mist 'T is not he What would you Sir Wild. I
a smiling harlot That when she kisses kills a soder'd friendship Piec'd out with promises O painted ruine Rol. Latorch he is my Brother Lat. The more doubted For hatred hatcht at home is a tame Tiger May sawn and sport but never leaves his nature The jars of Brothers two such mighty ones Is like a small stone thrown into a river The breach scarce heard but view the beaten current And you shall see a thousand angry rings Rise in his face still swelling and still growing So jars circling distrusts distrusts breed dangers And dangers death the greatest extreme shadow Till nothing bound 'em but the shoar their graves There is no manly wisedom nor no safety In leaning to this league this piec'd patcht friendship This rear'd up reconcilement on a billow Which as it tumbles totters down your fortune Is' t not your own you reach at Law and nature Ushering the way before you is not he Born and bequeath'd your subject Rol. Ha. Lat. What fool would give a storm leave to disturb his peace When he may shut the casement can that man Has won so much upon your pity And drawn so high that like an ominous Comet He darkens all your light can this toucht Lyon Though now he licks and locks up his sell paws Craftily huming like a catt to cozen you But when ambition whets him and time fits him Leap to his prey and seiz'd once suck your heart out Do you make it conscience Rol. Conscience Latorch what 's that Lat. A fear they tye up fools in natures coward Palling the blood and chilling the full spirit With apprehension of meer clouds and shadows Rol. I know no conscience nor I fear no shadows Lat. Or if you did if there were conscience If the free soul could suffer such a curb To the fiery mind such puddles to put it out Must it needs like a rank Vine run up rudely And twine about the top of all our happiness Honour and rule and there sit shaking of us Rol. It shall not nor it must not I am satisfied And once more am my self again My Mothers tears and womanish cold prayers Farewel I have forgot you if there be conscience Let it not come betwixt a crown and me Which is my hope of bliss and I believe it Otto our friendship thus I blow to air A bubble for a boy to play withal And all the vows my weakness made like this Like this poor heartless rush I rend in pieces Lat. Now you go right Sir now your eyes are open Rol. My Fathers last petition 's dead as he is And all the promises I clos'd his eyes with In the same grave I bury Lat. Now y' are a man Sir Rol. Otto thou shewst my winding sheet before me Which e're I put it on like Heavens blest fire In my descent I 'le make it blush in blood A Crown A Crown Oh sacred Rule now fire me Nor shall the pity of thy youth 〈◊〉 Brother Although a thousand Virgins kneel before me And every dropping eye a court of meâ—cy The same blood with me nor the reverence Due to my mothers blest womb that bred us Redeem thee from my doubts thou art a wolf here Fed with my fears and I must cut thee from me A Crown A Crown Oh sacred Rule now fire me No safety else Lat. But be not too much stir'd Sir nor too high In your execution swallowing waters Run deep and silent till they are satisfied And smile in thousand Curles to guild their craft Let your sword sleep and let my two edg'd wit work This happy feast the full joy of your friendships Shall be his last Rol. How my Latorch Lat. Why thus Sir I 'le presently go dive into the Officers That minister at Table gold and goodness With promise upon promise and time necessary I 'le pour into them Rol. Canst thou do it neatly Lat. Let me alone and such a bait it shall be Shall take off all suspicion Rol. Go and prosper Lat. Walk in then and your smoothest face put on Sir Exeunt SCENE II. Enter the Master Cook Butler Pantler Yeoman of the Cellar with a Jack of Beer and a Dish Cook A hot day a hot day vengeance hot day boys Give me some drink this fire 's a plaguy fretter Body of me I 'm dry still give me the Jack boy This wooden Skiss holds nothing Pant. And faith master what brave new meats for here Will be old eating Coo. Old and young boy let 'em all eat I have it I have ballast for their bellies if they eat a gods name Let them have ten tire of teeth a piece I care not But. But what new rare munition Coo. Pish a thousand I 'le make you piggs speak French at table and a fat swan Come sailing out of England with a challenge I 'le make you a dish of calves feet dance the Canaries And a consort of cramm'd capons fiddle to 'em A calves head speak an Oracle and a dozen of Larks Rise from the dish and sing all supper time 'T is nothing boyes I have framed a fortification Out of Rye paste which is impregnable And against that for two long hours together Two dozen of marrow-bones shall play continually For fish I 'le make you a standing lake of white broth And pikes come ploughing up the plums before them Arion like a Dolphin playing Lachrymae And brave King Herring with his oyle and onyon Crown'd with a Limon pill his way prepar'd With his strong Guard of Pilchers Pant. I marry Master Coo. All these are nothing I 'le make you a stubble Goose Turn o' th' toe thrice do a cross point presently And sit down again and cry come eat me These are for mirth Now Sir for matter of mourning I 'le bring you in the Lady Loyn of Veal With the long love she bore the Prince of Orenge All. Thou boy thou Coo. I have a trick for thee too And a rare trick and I have done it for thee Yeo. What 's that good master Coo. 'T is a sacrifice A full Vine bending like an Arch and under The blown god Bacchus sitting on a Hogshead His Altar Beer before that a plump Vintner Kneeling and offring incense to his deitie Which shall be only this red Sprats and Pilchers But. This when the Table 's drawn to draw the wine on Coo. Thou hast it right and then comes thy Song Butler Pant. This will be admirable Yeo. Oh Sir most admirable Coo. If you 'l have the pasty speak 't is in my power I have fire enough to work it come stand close And now rehearse the Song we may be perfect The drinking Song and say I were the Brothers The drinking SONG DRink to day and drown all sorrow You shall perhaps not do it to morrow Best while you have it use your breath There is no drinking after death Wine works the heart up wakes the wit There is no cure ' gainst age but it It helps the head ach cough and tissick
maim'd man 1 Guard Nay then I have a goad To prick you forward Oxe 2 Guard Fight like a Man Or dye like a Dog Get. Shall I like Caesar fall Among my friends no mercy Et tu Brute You shall not have the honour of my death I 'll fall by the Enemy first 1 Guard O brave brave Geta Persians driven off He plays the Devil now Enter Niger Nig. Make up for honour The Persians shrink The passage is laid open Great Dioclesian like a second Mars His strong arm govern'd by the fierce Bellona Performs more than a man his shield struck full Of Persian Darts which now are his defence Against the Enemies Swords still leads the way Of all the Persian Forces one strong Squadron Alarm 's continued In which Cosroe in his own person fights Stands firm and yet unrouted Break thorow that The day and all is ours Retreat All. Victory Victory Exeunt Flourish SCENE VI. Enter in Triumph with Roman Ensigns Guard Dioclesian Charinus Aurelia Maximinian Niger Geta Cosroe Cassana Persians as Prisoners Delphia and Drusilla privately Dio. I am rewarded in the Act your freedome To me 's ten thousand Triumphs You Sir share In all my glories And unkind Aurelia From being a Captive still command the Victor Nephew remember by whose gift you are free You I afford my pity baser minds Insult on the afflicted you shall know Vertue and Courage are admir'd and lov'd In Enemies but more of that hereafter Thanks to your valour to your Swords I owe This Wreath triumphant Nor be thou forgot My first poor Bondman Geta I am glad Thou art turn'd a fighter Get. 'T was against my will But now I am content with 't Char. But imagine What honours can be done to you beyond these Transcending all example 't is in you To will in us to serve it Nig. We will have His Statue of pure gold set in the Capitol And he that bows not to it as a god Makes forfeit of his head Max I burst with envy And 〈◊〉 these honours which conferr'd on me Would make me pace on air seem not to move him Dio. Suppose this done or were it possible I could rise higher still I am a man And all these glories Empires heap'd upon me Confirm'd by constant friends and faithful Guards Cannot defend me from a shaking Feaver Or bribe the uncorrupted Dart of Death To spare me one short minute Thus adorn'd In these triumphant Robes my body yields not A greater shadow than it did when I Liv'd both poor and obscure a Swords sharp point Enters my flesh as far dreams break my sleep As when I was a private man my passions Are stronger tyrants on me nor is Greatness A saving Antidote to keep me from A Traytors poyson Shall I praise my fortune Or raise the building of my happiness On her uncertain favour or presume She is mine own and sure that yet was never Constant to any Should my reason fail me As flattery oft corrupts it here 's an example To speak how far her smiles are to be trusted The rising Sun this morning saw this man The Persian Monarch and those Subjects proud That had the honour but to kiss his feet And yet e're his diurnal progress ends He is the scorn of Fortune but you 'll say That she forsook him for his want of courage But never leaves the bold Now by my hopes Of peace and quiet here I never met A braver Enemy and to make it good Cosroe Cassana and the rest be free And ransomless return Cos To see this vertue Is more to me than Empire and to be O'rcome by you a glorious victory Max. What o' Devil means he next Dio. I know that glory Is like Alcides's Shirt if it stay on us Till pride hath mixt it with our blood nor can we Part with it at pleasure when we would uncase It brings along with it both flesh and sinews And leaves us living Monsters Max. Would it were come To my turn to put it on I 'd run the hazard Dio. No I will not be pluck'd out by the ears Out of this glorious Castle uncompell'd I will surrender rather Let it suffice I have toucht the height of humane happiness And here I fix nil ultra Hitherto I have liv'd a servant to ambitious thoughts And fading glories what remains of life I dedicate to Vertue and to keep My faith untainted farewel Pride and Pomp And circumstance of glorious Majestie Farewel for ever Nephew I have noted That you have long with sore eyes look'd upon My flourishing Fortune you shall have possession Of my felicity I deliver up My Empire and this gem I priz'd above it And all things else that made me worth your envy Freely unto you Gentle Sir your suffrage To strengthen this the Souldiers love I doubt not His valour Gentlemen will deserve your favours Which let my prayers further All is yours But I have been too liberal and giv'n that I must beg back again Max. What am I faln from Dio. Nay start not it is only the poor Grange The Patrimony which my father left me I would be Tenant to Max. Sir I am yours I will attend you there Dio. No keep the Court Seek you in Rome for honour I will labour To find content elswhere Disswade me not By I am resolv'd And now Drusilla Being as poor as when I vow'd to make thee My wife if thy love since hath felt no change I am ready to perform it Dru. I still lov'd Your Person not your fortunes in a cottage Being yours I am an Empress Del. And I 'le make The change most happy Dio. Do me then the honour To see my vow perform'd You but attend My Glories to the urn where be it ashes Welcom my mean estate and as a due Wish rest to me I honour unto you Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter CHORVS Cho. The War with glory ended and Cosroe Acknowledging his fealtie to Charinus Dismiss'd in peace returns to Persia The rest arriving safely unto Rome Are entertain'd with triumphs Maximinian By the grace and intercession of his Vncle Saluted Caesar but good Dioclesian Weary of Pomp and State retires himself With a small Train to a most private Grange In Lombardie where the glad Countrey strives With Rural Sports to give him entertainment With which delighted he with ease forgets All specious trifles and securely tastes The certain pleasures of a private life But oh Ambition that eats into With venom'd teeth true thankfulness and honour And to support her greatness fashions fears Doubts and preventions to decline all dangers Which in the place of safetie prove her ruine All which be pleas'd to see in Maximinian To whom his confer'd Soveraginsy was like A large sail fill'd full with a fore-right wind That drowns a smaller Bark and he once faln Into ingratitude makes no stop in mischief But violently runs on Allow Maximinian all Honour and Empire absolute command Yet being ill long great
in the behalf of this child Mer. Are you not wise to Merri-thought Mist mer. Yes truly would I had nere seen his eyes he has undone me and himself and his children and there he lives at home and sings and hoyts and revels among his drunken companions but I warrant you where to get a penny to put bread in his mouth he knows not And therefore if it like your Worship I would intreat your Letter to the honest Host of the Bell in Waltham that I may place my child under the protection of his Tapster in some setled course of life Mer I 'm glad the heavens have heard my prayers thy Husband When I was ripe in sorrows laught at me Thy son like an unthankful wretch I having Redeem'd him from his fall and made him mine To shew his love again first stole my daughter Then wrong'd this Gentleman and last of all Gave me that grief had almost brought me down Unto my grave had not a stronger hand Reliev'd my sorrows go and weep as I did And be unpittied for here I profess An everlasting hate to all thy name Mist mer. Will you so Sir how say you by that come Micke let him keep his wind to cool his Pottage we 'll go to thy Nurses Micke she knits silk stockings boy and we 'll knit too boy and be beholding to none of them all Exeunt Michael and Mother Enter a Boy with a Letter Boy Sir I take it you are the Master of this house Mer. How then boy Boy Then to your self Sir comes this Letter Mer. From whom my pretty boy Boy From him that was your servant but no more Shall that name ever be for he is dead Grief of your purchas'd anger broke his heart 〈◊〉 saw him dye and from his hand receiv'd This paper with a charge to bring it hither Read it and satisfie your self in all Merch. LETTER SIR that I have wronged your love I must confess in which I have purchast to my self besides mine own undoing the ill opinion of my friends let not your anger good Sir outlive me but suffer me to rest in peace with your forgiveness let my body if a dying man may so much prevail with you be brought to your daughter that she may know my hot flames are now buried and withall receive a testimony of the zeal I bore her vertue farewell for ever and be ever happy Jasper Gods hand is great in this I do forgive him Yet am I glad he 's quiet where I hope He will not bite again boy bring the body And let him have his will if that be all Boy 'T is here without Sir Mer. So Sir if you please You may conduct it in I do not fear it Hum. I 'll be your Usher boy for though I say it He ow'd me something once and well did pay it Exeunt Enter Luce alone Luce. If there be any punishment inflicted Upon the miserable more than yet I feell Let it together seize me and at once Press down my soul I cannot bear the pain Of these delaying tortures thou that art The end of all and the sweet rest of all Come come oh death bring me to thy peace And blot out all the memory I nourish Both of father and my cruel friend O wretch'd maid still living to be wretched To be a say to fortune in her changes And grow to number times and woes together How happy had I been if being born My grave had been my cradle Enter servant Ser. By your leave Young Mistris here 's a boy hath brought a Coffin What a would say I know not but your father Charg'd me to give you notice here they come Enter two bearing a Coffin Jasper in it Luce. For me I hope 't is come and 't is most welcome Boy Fair Mistriss let me not add greater grief To that great store you have already Jasper That whilst he liv'd was yours now dead And here inclos'd commanded me to bring His body hither and to crave a tear From those fair eyes though he deserve not pitty To deck his Funeral for so he bid me Tell her for whom he di'd Luce. He shall have many Exeunt Coffin-carrier and Boy Good friends depart a little whilst I take My leave of this dead man that once I lov'd Hold yet a little life and then I give thee To thy first heavenly being O my friend Hast thou deceiv'd me thus and got before me I shall not long be after but believe me Thou wert too cruel Jasper ' gainst thy self In punishing the fault I could have pardoned With so untimely death thou didst not wrong me But ever wer 't most kind most true most loving And I the most unkind most false most cruell Didst thou but ask a tear I 'll give thee all Even all my eyes can pour down all my sigh's And all my self before thou goest from me There are but sparing Rites But if thy soul Be yet about this place and can behold And see what I prepare to deck thee with It shall go up born on the wings of peace And satisfied first will I sing thy Dirge Then kiss thy pale lips and then dye my self And fill one Coffin and one grave together SONG Come you whose loves are dead And whilst I sing Weep and wring Every hand and every head Bind with Cipress and sad Ewe Ribbands black and Candles blue For him that was of men most true Come with heavy mourning And on his grave Let him have Sacrifice of sighs and groaning Let him have fair flowers enow White and purple green and yellow For him that was of men most true Thou fable cloth sad cover of my joys I lift thee up and thus I meet with death Jasp And thus you meet the living Luce. Save me Heaven Jasp Nay do not flye me fair I am no spirit Look better on me do you know me yet Luce. O thou dear shadow of my friend Jasp Dear substance I swear I am no shadow feel my hand It is the same it was I am your Jasper Your Jasper that 's yet living and yet loving Pardon my rash attempt my foolish proof I put in practice of your constancy For sooner should my sword have drunk my blood And set my soul at liberty than drawn The least drop from that body for which boldness Doom me to any thing if death I take it And willingly Luce. This death I 'll give you for it So now I am satisfied you are no spirit But my own truest truest truest friend Why do you come thus to me Jasp First to see you Then to convey you hence Luce. It cannot be For I am lockt up here and watcht at all hours That 't is impossible for me to scape Jasp Nothing more possible within this Coffin Do you convey your self let me alone I have the wits of twenty men about me Only I crave the shelter of your Closet A little and then fear me not creep in That they may
another Were things but well prepar'd this gave her boldness To employ me thus far Ha. A strange message boy Boy If you incline to meet my Mistriss love It may beget your comforts besides that 'T is some revenge that you above their scorn And pride can laugh at them whose perjury Hath made you happy and undone themselves Ha. Have you done boy Boy Only this little more When you but see and know my Mistriss well You will forgive my tediousness she 's fair Fair as Maria was Ha. I 'll hear no more â—o foolish boy and tell thy fonder Mistriss â—e has no second Faith to give away â—â—d mine was given to Maria though her death Allow me freedom see the Picture of her Enter Maria Nurse â— would give ten thousand Empires for the substance Yet for Maria's sake whose divine Figure That rude frame carries I will love this counterfeit Above all the world and had thy Mistriss had all The grace and blossom of her sex now she â—s gone that was walking a Spring of beauty I would not look upon her Boy Sir your pardon â—â—ave but done a message as becomes A servant nor did she on whose commands â— gladly waited bid me urge her love To your disquiet she would chide my diligence â—f I should make you angry Ha. Pretty boy Boy Indeed I fear I have offended you Pray if I have enjoyn me any pennance for it â— have perform'd one duty and could as wiâ—lingly To purge my faulâ— and shew I suffer with you â— lâ—ad your cause to another Ha. And I 'll take thee At thy word boy thou hast a moving language That pretty innocent Copy of Maria 〈◊〉 all I love I know not how to speak Winn her to think well of me and I wiâ—l Reward thee to thy wishes Boy I undertake Nothing for gain but since you have resolv'd To love no other I 'll be faithful to you And my prophetick thoughts bid me already â—â—y I shall prosper Ha. Thou wert sent to bless me Boy Pray give us opportunity Ha. Be happy Exit Nur. He 's gone Boy With your fair leave Mistriss Ma. Have you business with her pray you Boy I have a message from a Gentleman Please you vouchsafe your ear more private Nur. You shall have my absence Neece Exit Ma. Was the sentleman afear'd to declare his matters openly here was no bodies was not very honest if her like 〈◊〉 her errands the petter was wist to keep her preaths 〈◊〉 cool her porridges can tell her that now for aule her â—â—ivate hearings and tawgings Boy You may if please you find another language And with less pains be understood Ma. What is her meaning Boy Come pray speak your own English Ma. Have boyes lost her itts and memories bless us aule Boy I must be plain then come I know you are â—â—is this thin vail cannot obscure you I 'll tell the world you live I have not lost ye Sâ—â—ce first with grief and shame to be surpriz'd A violent trance took away shew of life I could discover by what accident You were convey'd away at midnight in Your coffin could declare the place and minute When you reviv'd what you have done since as perfectly Ma. Alas I am betraid to new misfortunes Boy You are not for my knowledge I 'll be dumb For ever rather than be such a traitor â—â—deed I pity you and bring no thoughts 〈◊〉 fâ—ll of peace call home your modest blood â—â—le hath too long usurp'd upon your face Think upon love agen and the possession Of full blown joyes now ready to salute you Ma. These words undo me more than my own griefs Boy I see how fear would play the tyrant with you But I 'll remove suspition have you in Your heart an entertainment for his love To whom your Virgin faith made the first promise Ma. If thou mean'st Hartlove thou dost wound me still I have no life without his memory Nor with it any hope to keep it long Thou seest I walk in darkness like a thief That fears to see the world in his own shape My very shadow frights me 't is a death To live thus and not look day in the face Away I know thee not Boy You shall hereafter know and thank me Lady I 'll bring you a discharge at my next visit Of all your fears be content fair Maria 'T is worth your wonder Ma. Impossible Boy Be wise and silent Dress your self you shall be what you wish Ma. Do this and be My better Angel Boy All your care 's on me Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Primâ— Enter Lurch and Boy Lur. I Must applaud thy diligence Boy It had been nothing To have left him in tâ—e Porch I call'd his servants With wonders they acknowledg'd him I pretended It was some spice sure of the falling sickness And that 't was charity to bring him home They rubb'd and chaf'd him ply'd him with Strong water Still he was senseless clamors could not wake him I wish'd 'em then get him to bed they did so And almost smother'd him with ruggs and pillows And ' cause they should have no cause to suspect me I watch'd them till he wak'd Lur. 'T was excellent Boy When his time came to yawn and stretch himself I bid 'em not be hasty to discover How he was brought home his eyes fully open With trembling he began to call his servants And told 'em he had seen strange visions That should convert him from his heathen courses They wondred and were silent there he preach'd How sweet the air of a contented conscience Smelt in his nose now ask'd 'em all forgiveness For their hard pasture since they liv'd with him Bid 'em believe and fetch out the cold Sur-loin Pierce the strong beer and let the neighbors joy in 't The conceal'd Muskadine should now lie open To every mouth that he would give to th' poor And mend their wages that his doors should be Open to every miserable sutor Lur. What said his servants then Boy They durst not speak But blest themselves and the strange means that had Made him a Christian in this over-joy I took my leave and bad 'em say their prayers And humor him lest he turn'd Jew agen Lur. Enough enough Who 's this Enter Toby 'T is one of my ringers stand close my Ladies Coachman To. Buy a mat for a bed buy a mat Would I were at rack and manger among my horses We have divided the Sextons Houshold-stuff among us one has the rugg and he 's Turn'd Irish and another has a blanket and he must beg in 't The sheets serve another for a frock and with the bed-cord He may pass for a Porter nothing but the mat would fall To my share which with the help of a tune and a hassock Out o' th' Church may disguise me till I get home A pox o' bell-ringing by the ear if any man take me At it agen let him pull mine to the Pillory I could
glutted in your sweets and soon forgetful I could say more and tell ye I have a brother Another brother that so far excells this Both in the ornaments of Man and making Cla. If you were not his sister I should doubt ye mainly Doubt ye for his love ye deal so cunningly Do not abuse me I have trusted ye with more than life With my first love be careful of me Amin. In what use Madam Cla. In this Lady Speak to him for me you have power upon him Tell him I love him tell him I dote on him It will become your tongue Amin. Become my grave O fortune O cursed fortune Cla. Tell him his liberty And all those with him all our wealth and Jewels Good sister for I 'll call ye so Amin. I shall Lady Even die I hope Cla. Here 's Meat and Wine pray take it And there he lies give him what liberty you please But still conceal'd What pleasure you shall please Sister He shall ne'er want again Nay see an you 'l take it Why do you study thus Amin. To avoid mischiefs if they should happen Cla. Goe and be happy for me Amin. O blind fortune Yet happy thus far I shall live to see him In what strange desolation lives he here now Sure this Curtaiâ— will reveale Enter Albert. Alb. Who 's that ha Some gentle hand I hope to bring me comfort Or if it be my death 't is sweetly shadowed Amin. Have ye forgot me Sir Alb. My Aminta Amin. She Sir That walks here up and down an empty shadow One that for some few hours But wanders here carrying her own sad Coffin Seeking some Desart place to lodge her griefs in Alb. Sweet sorrow welcome welcome noble grief How got you this fair liberty to see me For sorrows in your shape are strangers to me Amin. I come to counsel ye Alb. Ye are still more welcome For good friends in afflictions give good Councels Pray then proceed Amin. Pray eat first ye shew faint Here 's Wine to refresh ye too Alb. I thank ye dear Amin. Drink again Alb. Here 's to our loves How turn and weep Pray pledge it this happiness we have yet left Our hearts are free Not pledge it Why And though beneath the Axe this health were holy Why do ye weep thus Amin. I come to woo ye Alb. To woo me Sweet I am woo'd and won already You know I am yours This pretty way becomes ye But you would deceive my sorrows that 's your intent Amin. I would I could I should not weep but smile Do ye like your Meat and Wine Alb. Like it Amin. Do you like your liberty Alb. All these I well may like Amin. Then pray like her that sent ' em Do ye like wealth and most unequal'd beauty Alb. Peace indeed you 'l make me angry Amin. Would I were dead that ask it Then ye might freely like and I forgive ye Alb. What like and who add not more misery To a man that 's fruitful in afflictions Who is' t you would have me like Who sent these comforts Amin. I must tell Alb. Be bold Amin. But be you temperate If you be bold I die The young fair Virgin Sorrow hath made me old O hearken And wisely hark the Governess daughter That Star that strikes this Island full of wonder That blooming sweetness Alb. What of her Amin. She sent it and with it It must be out she dotes on ye And must enjoy ye else no joy must find ye Alb. And have you the patience to deliver this Amin. A sister may say much and modestly Alb. A sister Amin. Yes that name undid ye Undid us both had ye nam'd Wife she had fear'd ye And fear'd the sin she follow'd She had shun'd yea Her Virgin modesty had not touch'd at ye But thinking you were free hath kindled a fire I fear will hardly be extinguisht Alb. Indeed I played the â—ool Amin. O my best Sir take heed Take heed of lies Truth though it trouble some minds Some wicked minds that are both dark and dangerous Yet it preserves it self comes off pure innocent And like the Sun though never so eclips'd Must break in glory O Sir lie no more Alb. Ye have read me a fair Lecture And put a spell upon my tongue for fayning But how will you counsel now Amin Ye must study to forget me Alb. How Amin. Be patient Be wise and patient it concens ye highly Can ye lay by our loves But why should I doubt it Ye are a man and man may shift affections 'T is held no sin To come to the point Ye must lose me many and mighty reasons Alb. Hear me Aminta Have you a man that loves you too that feeds ye That sends ye liberty Has this great Governess A noble son too young and apt to catch ye Am I because I am in bonds and miserable My health decay'd my youth and strength half blasted My fortune like my waining self for this despis'd Am I for this forsaken a new love chosen And my affections like my fortunes wanderers Take heed of lying you that chid me for it And shew'd how deep a sin it was and dangerous Take heed your self you swore you lov'd me dearly No few nor little oathes you swore Aminta Those seal'd with no small faith I then assur'd my self O seek no new wayes to cozen truth Amin. I do not By love it self I love thee And ever must nor can all deaths dissolve it Alb. Why do you urge me thus then Amin. For your safety To preserve your life Alb. My life I do confess is hers She gives it And let her take it back I yield it My loves intirely thine none shall touch at it None my Aminta none Amin. Ye have made me happy And now I know ye are mine Fortune I scorn thee Goe to your rest and I 'll sit by ye Whilst I have time I 'll be your mate and comfort ye For only I am trusted you shall want nothing Not a liberty that I can steal ye Alb. May we not celebrate our loves Aminta And where our wishes cannot meet Amin. You are wanton But with cold kisses I 'll allay that fever Look for no more and that in private too Believe me I shall blush else But let 's consider we are both lost else Alb. Let 's in and prevent fate Exeunâ— Enter Crocale Juletta Tibalt Master Tib. You do well to ayr us Ladies we shall be mâ—sty else What are your wise wills now Cro. You are very crank still Tib. As crank as a holy Fryer fed with hail-stones But do ye bring us out to bait like Bulls Mast Or are you weary of the charge ye are at Turn us abroad again let 's jog Ladies We are gross and course unsit for your sweet pleasures Tib. Knock off our shooes and turn's to grass Cro. You are determined Still to be stubborn then it well becomes ye Tib. An humour Lady that contents a prisoner A sullen sit
premeditating More than their actions But oh Jove your actions Soon as they move as Asprays do the fish Subdue before they touch think dear Duke think What beds our slain Kings have 2 Qu. What griefs our beds That our dear Lords have none 3. Qu. None fit for th' dead Those that with Cords Knives Drams precipitance Weary of this worlds light have to themselves Been deaths most horrid Agents humane grace Affords them dust and shadow 1 Qu. But our Lords Lie blist'ring 'fore the visitating Sun And were good Kings when living Thes It is true and I will give you comfort To give your dead Lords graves The which to do must make some work with Creon 1 Qu. And that work presents it self to th' doing Now 't will take form the heats are gone to morrow Then bootless toil must recompence it self With its own sweat Now he 's secure Not dretms we stand before your puissance Wrinching our holy begging in our eyes To make petition clear 2 Qu. Now you may take him Drunk with his victory 3 Qu. And his Army full Of Bread and sloth Thes Artesis that best knowest How to draw out fit to this enterprize The prim'st for this proceeding and the number To carry such a business forth and levy Our worthiest Instruments whilst we dispatch This grand act of our life this daring deed Of Fate in wedlock 1 Qu. Dowagers take hands Let us be Widows to our woes delay Commends us to a famishing hope All. Farewell 2 Qu. We come unseasonably But when could grief Cull forth as unpanged judgement can fit'st time For best solicitation Thes Why good Ladies This is a service whereto I am going Greater than any was it more imports me Than all the actions that I have foregone Or futurely can cope 1 Qu. The more proclaiming Our suit shall be neglected when her Arms Able to lock Jove from a Synod shall By warranting Moon-light corslet thee oh when Her twining Cherries shall their sweetness fall Upon thy tastful Lips what wilt thou think Of rotten Kings or blubber'd Queens what care For what thou feel'st not what thou feel'st being able To make Mars spurn his Drâ—m Oh if thou couch But one night with her every hour in 't will Take hostage of thee for a hundred and Thou shalt remember nothing more than what That Banquet bids thee too Hip. Though much unlike You should be so transported as much sorry I should be such a Suitor yet I think Did I not by th' abstaining of my joy Which breeds a deeper longing cure their surfeit That craves a present med'cine I should pluck All Ladies scandal on me Therefore Sir As I shall here make trial of my Prayers Either presuming them to have some force Or sentencing for ay their vigor dumb Prorogue this business we are going about and hang Your Shield afore your heart about that neck Which is my Fee and which I freely lend To do these poor Queens service All Queens Oh help now Our Cause cries for your knee Emil. If you grant not My Sister her petition in that force With that Celerity and nature which She makes it in from henceforth I 'll not dare To ask you anything nor be so hardy Ever to take a Husband Thes Pray stand up I am intreating of my self to do That which you kneel to have me Pyrithous Lead on the Bride get you and pray the gods For success and return omit not any thing In the pretended Celebration Queens Follow your Soldier as before hence you And at the banks of Anly meet us with The forces you can raise where we shall find The moiety of a number for a business More bigger look't since that our Theme is haste I stamp this kiss uppon thy currant Lip Sweet keep it as my token set you forward For I will see you gone Exeunt towards the Temple Farewel my beauteous Sister Pyrithous Keep the Feast full bate not an hour on 't Pyri Sir I 'll ollow you at heels The Feasts solemnity Shall want till your return Thes Cosin I charge you Budge not from Atheus we shall be returning E'r â—ou can end this Feast of which I pray you Ma e no abatement once more farewel all 1 Qu. Thus dost thou still make good the tongue o' th' world 1 Qu. And earnst a Deity equal with Mars 3 Qu. If not above him for Thou being but mortal makest affections bend To godlike honors they themselves some say Groan under such a Mast'ry Thes As we are men Thus should we doe being sensually subdu'd We loose our humane Title good cheer Ladies Florish Now turn we towards our Comforts Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Palamon and Arcite Arcite Dear Palamon dearer in Love than Blood And our prime Cosin yet unhard'ned in The Crimes of nature Let us leave the City Thebs and the temptings in 't before we further Sully our gloss of youth And here to keep in abstinence we shame As in Incontinence for not to swim I' th' aid o' th' current were almost to sink At least to frustrate striving and to follow The common stream 't would bring us to an Eddy Where we should turn or drown if labour through Our gain but life and weakness Pal. Your advice Is cry'd up with example what strange ruins Since first we went to School may we perceive Walking in Thebs Skars and bare weeds The gain o' th' Martialist who did propound To his bold ends honor and golden Ingots Which though he won he had not and now flurted By peace for whom he fought who then shall offer To Mars's so scorn'd Altar I doe bleed When such I meet and wish great Juno would Resume her antient fit of jealousie To get the Soldier work that peace might purge For her repletion and retain anew Her charitable heart now hard and harsher Than strife or war could be Arcite Are you not out Meet you no ruin but the Soldier in The crancks and turns of Thebs you did begin As if you met decaies of many kinds Perceive you none that do arouse your pity But th' unconsider'd Soldier Pal. Yes I pity Decaies where-e'er I find them but such most That sweating in an honourable toil Are paid with Ice to cool ' em Arcite 'T is not this I did begin to speak of this is virtue Of no respect in Thebs I spake of Thebs How dangerous if we will keep our honors It is for our residing where every evil Hath a good colour where ev'ry seeming good 's A certain evil where not to be ev'n jump As they are here were to be strangers and Such things to be meer Monsters Pal. 'T is in our power Unless we fear that Apes can Tutor's to Be Masters of our manners what need I Affect anothers gate which is not catching Where there is faith or to be fond upon Anothers way of speech when by mine own I may be reasonably conceiv'd sav'd too Speaking it truly why am I bound By any