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

you to be a Demon of Quality by your good manners that you come in a shape so familiar to me and that you don't bring Hell with you in your eyes But as for being my Master you know I have serv'd him faithfully in this World and 't is too hard to serve him in both at least till I am dead and as pure a Spirit as he and it is not fair that an honest Devill as I hope you are shou'd stretch my service beyond the limits of Matrimony Alb. This is Frenzy beyond all patience Did ever madness run to such a height Lop. Prithee ●e not so impatient but hear me out an hungry Judge or Guardian Usurer wou'd be more conscientious than you if you be come to punish me for my telling of the Challenge I answer that truly I did designe to prevent your fighting but was or'eheard a plotting by your friend Ricardo Alb. Ha! Ricardo Lop. Ay Sir for he swore h●'d blunt your adversaries sword with his blood so I trusting your safety to him retir'd This is the Sum of what I have to say in my own defence and I refer my Cause to a Jury of Spirits but let 'em appear invisibly and if they finde me guilty condemn me to the Gallies of Acheron if not resign your black Habeas corpus and sign my acquittance by immediate vanishing Alb. This might divert another but not me This simple Story carries wonders with it For Lopez did not know the place appointed Yet was Ricardo ready with his Murderers Oh 't is too plain 't was my false friends design But that 's but small for I was slain before A moving lump of clay without a Soul Lop. Now is this Archidiabolo giving Instructions to the invisible Jury Alb. Lopez throw off this fond affected fear Feel me I 'm flesh and blood a Man as thou art And not the Demon of the murder'd Master Lop. Whose Demon are you then Seignior Alb. The Slave perverts my words to serve his folly I am alive escapt from Prison Lop. That is as much as to say From Hell did you leap the Walls or shoot the Gulf Alb. Sure I 'me mistaken all this while art thou Lopez Lop. As sure as you 'r the Devill But who the Devill sent you to me Alb. Ridiculous approach me and feel thou Infidell And then believe thy Senses Lop. Well so I wou'd if I were so stout but I 'le make up that with policy upon these conditions I 'le approach first that you do not breath upon me and infect me with the air of Hell 2 dly That when I 'm close to you you don't contract your self into a mouthfull of air then leap down my throat and by inspiration get me with Child of a young Belzebub Alb. Will this mad humour never leave him try me Lop. Well I 'le take your word for once his worships well drest flesh and blood upon my life but are you sure you are alive Sir Alb. If ever thou didst know me so I am Lop. Hum your pardon Seignior a wiser man than I might mistake finding you here at this time of night and so expert as to break thro' your prison walls Alb. That misterie's too deep for thee to dive in But now retire and sleep for I perceive thou want'st it And when the morning dawns I will awake you Lop. I thank you Sir Exit Enter Antonio Alb. Hark! Something I hear again tread near this place Who shou'd it be Antonio no! He lies secure within Miranda's arms Enjoys and rifles all my hoarded sweets Then tir'd with bliss and the excess of joy Leans on her panting breasts and falls asleep Oh my poor heart sighs Ant. How have I chang'd my state of happiness And fall'n from all my hopes in one black day Like Oedipus I 'me innocent yet guilty But feel a punishment as great as his My freind and mistress fled away at once Astella Oh my Love Alb. By hell and all it's horrors 't is he Oh my swoln heart why dost thou tremble thus Thou that has fac'd Grim death in all it's Pageant-greatness When here 's a greater foe before thee The Serpent rob'd thee of thy Paradice Ant. It is Albert●'s voice Instruct me heaven What 's due unto my Honour and my Friendship Alb. Antonio Ant. Yes Alberto Alb. He that was my friend I think Ant. The same Alb. 'T is false thou never wert my friend Ant. 'T is well proceed Alberto Alb. Yes Traytor I will proceed Untill thy bloated face proclaim thy Guilt And bursting spit thy Venom out See●t thou not revenge Triumphant on my Sword Which maugre darkness shines like the Meridian Sun Longing to quench its thirsty wishes in thy blood And glimmering in the Scarlet sky to set Be quick and satisfy it Ant. Not for the World Or purchase an Eternity of bliss Wou'd I Encounter on so light a Cause Just like two rushing winds driven by chance Fight one another by a blind impulse Give me to know your Sorrows and my Crime Or find some other means for satisfaction I will not thus Alb I 'le tell thee when my Sword 's imbru'd and reeking in thy gore But now to speak wou'd pall the Appetite of my great revenge Why dost thou thus delay Ant. Here take thy wishes then offers Alb. his Sword Since thou art false deliberately false My life 's a burden to me Alb. Then throw it off I 'le ease thee of that burden Ant. I did resign it when I resign'd my Sword Now strike Alberto strike through my heart And to assure the Stroke think on thy wrongs But to lift up my Arm against thee were Sacrileg● In every wound I should behold Astella wrong'd And shame my Cruelty unto her brother But thou delay'st too long I am prepar'd Alb. Thou art a Fool I tell thee that wou'd blunt the edge of Justice What cut thee down as the laborious Hind mows off the grass Which by inclining seems to beg a Crop Antonio no you shall not dye so cheap I 've begg'd of Heaven to make thee as strong as Atlas To brave my fury like a well-grown Oak That I might wound and kill untill I fainted And my desires were baffl'd by my weakness Ant. 'T is well ye Powers thus to refuse me death When life was Odious to me Cursed Fate How shall I work him to so brave a deed Rather let me fight Without the Violation of my Love Then ever think Alb. Damn thy dull thoughts Is this a time for Love Equivocating slave Ant. Ha! Slave Alb. Yes Traytor Villain Coward Ant. Coward that stings home and wounds my honour Alb. Honour thou hast none that Roab of Glory Thou hast quite thrown off for thou art false and base Therefore a Traytor Villain and a Coward Ant. Thy Sisters Love secures thee still She calms the storm which swells within my breast And stills the rage of anger and despair Alb. My Sister no Devil no she never charm'd your Soul You Idoliz'd another

Ber. Hold friend I came not here to fight nor am I at present in case to command my army for I am as impotent as an Eunuch or a Nobleman of fourscore as hungry as a besieg'd City and as dry as a Dutch Commentator Lop. You 'l be the easier conquer'd come we 'l rid you of all your wants Ber. How 1st Rab. By death Sawcy upstart how dare you ask us questions Ber. Death a pox on 't I care for 't the least of any thing in the world 't is the very bane of greatness a monster that devours more of all sorts at a meal then Taylors halfpenny loaves and pickl'd cucumbers or Usurers decay'd Gentlemen in a whole year Gentlemen I thank you for your love but I had rather continue my distemper than take such an Antidote 1st Rab. O Rascall he abuses our calling my honour 's concern'd now and if you put it up Lop. Then am not I fit to command an army of brave Citizens Come to your ranks are you all ready I begin to grow hoarse with this command Hum hum what a thirsty thing this valour is Ber. What do you mean will you force your remedies upon me 2d Rab. Yes if you won't take them civilly or defend your self against them Lop. Come will you chuse to dye in the bed of honour or be buried alive in the grave of infamy Ber. I must think of some means to escape these valiant Dogs Oh I have it now aside Generall Lopez to save the innocent blood let us decide our differences by single Combat and engage upon our military honours that our men shall not strike a stroke till one of us falls Lop. Agreed retire brave Soldiers aside to 'em and d' ye hear when his party●s gone come you forward and rescue your magnanimous Generall Come Bernardo Let you and I The Battle Try 1st Rab. With all our hearts for 't is cruelty not valour to fight when there 's no need Ber. But how shall I trust you Lop. Upon my honour 1st Rab. By all my Pedigree by the first founder of our occupation Ber. A long Oath Mr. Taylor stretch'd from the beginning of the world 't will hold And now Lopez since we are engag'd to make our men idle spectators let 's to our Combat but it must be the next time we meet and so farewell ha ha ha Exit Lop. Cowardly Dog but 't is the same thing let 's mind what we came for and now how shall we contrive to release my Master 2d Rab. Nay look you to that Lop. Why I do look and may look long enough for ought I see before I finde any way you shou'd have consider'd of that before-hand Mr. Thimble 1st Rab. I am not such a fool to make my self mad Lop. Why then I think the war 's done so let every Man retire to his quarters but then I loose the hope of a reward and may starve too stay friends yet I had better grow tall and strait by famine than monstrous crooked by hanging Besides there is a great deal of Pleasure in dying in a whole skin and in this adventure I may be Carbonado'd go get you home but then my honour a pox of honour 't is the most uncivill thing it never consults a mans safety upon mature deliberation 't is our will and pleasure that you either go or stay and if you disobey in our last command look to 't Exit 1st Rab. Well this is a fortunate business we shall be accounted Heroes and be no more affronted by the Officers nay they 'l tremble to appear before us and cease to make assignations with our wives to our fa●es again Alberto will be ours for ever if he escape and if not we are safe and all without bringing our valour to the test or once confronting the enemy Come neighbours 't is a rare adventure ha ha ha Omn. Ay faith Neighbour so it is ha ha ha Exeunt Omnes Scene the Pallace-Yard Enter Alberto in the Dark Alb. Thus like a Ghost I wander in the night With discontent to seek my murderer To thunder in his ears his breach of friendship And be the Herauld of divine revenge Then silently retire to shades again But oh they 're passable and light as air Whilst I 've a mine of lead ●its heavy here Presses my heart and sinks me to despair Enter Lopez Lop. Well I 've dismist my popular Subjects since there 's no good to be done my Master must weather to'ther night out and perhaps he may sleep better there for he 'le not have the cruelty to wish his Mistress with him when in the Palace he 'le tire the moon with his sighs and hei-hoes devour a bed-post with embraces and antidate all the reall pleasure by forehand wishes and imagination Alb. What voice is this and in the dead of night That talks of wishes and imagination Perhaps it is some Rivall in my misery That comes to weep his story to the Stars But sure they 're Bankrupts now since they have spent All their malignant influence on me But I 'le listen Lop. I 've been considering of a remedy if my Master will apply it Can't he make use of my blew-ey'd Bianca my delicate brown Angelica or my sweet short-nos'd ●ortia and think that he has his mistriss in his Arms. I have heard ●ome great Philosophers say that all the pleasure of Women is but fancy and can't he then as well fancy one woman for another as fancy that to be a pleasure which is none But whilst I think of him I forget my self I am very sleepy and must take up with the large Canopy of Heaven for once Well in the name of Satan I 'le lock up my doors and converse with my self for a while Lies down and Covers himself with a Cloak Alb. It is my Servant Lopez opportunely come For I shall have occasion now to use him Lopez Lop. Ha! who 's that Now if this shou'd be the Devill come to take me before my time what a pickle shou'd I be in well I 'le cheat the grand Cheater for once for I 'le lye as if I was Dead that he may go back to hell and see for my Soul and in the mean time I 'le escape Alb. Lopez where●art thou Lop. Ah good Mr. Devill he 's gone quite congeal'd to a Jelly Alb. Rise Sirrah here 's no Devill Kicks him Lop. Oh oh I feel his cloven hoof scorch me thro' my breeches Alb. Get up 't is I is the fool mad Lop. 'T is my Masters voice it must be so he has been Murder'd in Prison and the Devill is come in his shape to Barter with me I 'de fain speak if I durst Alb. Do so and leave fooling Lop. Good Mr. Voice and Foot what are you to whom do you belong Alb. I think the Slave 's distracted I am thy Master Alberto Lop. My Master Oh no! yet I must be bold and speak Rises Alb. Go on Lop. First Master Devill I must own