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A68683 The honest lavvyer Acted by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants. Written by S.S. S. S., fl. 1616.; Sheppard, S. (Samuel), attributed name. 1616 (1616) STC 21519; ESTC S116335 44,969 77

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Priapus-rode Mee thinks sweet-heart your honest-man should bee one that should please your appetite stirre your veines tickle your bloud and make you laugh delight into your panting spleene Wife An honest diuell Th' are friends to hell that tempt weake soules to euill Ben. Come let me kisse thee so this was with ease Words are ayry shades th' are deeds that please Wife Sir do not thinke to enter my chaste fort Encourag'd by this parle You presume Ben. Not to vnlocke thy treasures with such keyes Gold only can surprise such holds as these And I haue that will doo 't Wife Then vse it well How 's wealth abus'd when it conducts to hell Sir I will set no price on your desires Bon. I le be the franker Pay-master Wife You must Then pay me for my vertue so I le' take it What starues lust is well bought not what it feedes 'T is follies dregges with coyne to buy ill deedes Ben. Come come why should you be so quaint and nice That know what belongs to 't Dsso a Virgin At thirteene or perhaps a little vnder Could not with whuling nay's be so peruerse In her beworded Mayden-head Wif. I must Ben. Thou dost not rightly of my merits deeme I would not know you such as you now seeme Ben. The golden footed law that goes or runs Staies and turnes backe as we giue motion to it Shall step the pase which thou would'st haue it Nay Speake as thy tongue instructs it I will change Thy pouerty to gold rich robes a Coach And prauncing Coursers that shall whirle thee through The popular streets and when thou sitst in pride The tamed law shall lacquay by thy side Wife These are some incitations to a heart Tainted with malice or that thinkes a heauen In glorious ostentation or would stand Affected with the bane of prurient lust I 'm of another temper Pray you leaue me Ben. Thou shalt Nectar drinke Make ebrious waste of the sweet Gnossian wines Fesants shall be course dyet refin'd marow Small pounded nuts and losseng'd Amylum Scrap'd pearle and date-stones sprinkled on each slice And strew'd with sugar like white frost on yce Grant me but loue I le raine a showre of Gold Into thy lappe out-shining Ioue when he Wrapt in his glory courted Danae Wife Thy language does affright me Oh my starres Ben. O let not teares spoile such a beauty Tell mee Why spill you water like a Crockodile to captiue mee that might haue don 't with mirth nimbler then ayre Wife Sir I haue no desire To take your lust but pittie Some what prompts my credulous heart there is some goodnesse in you Ben. My truth shall quite thy faith Impart thy mind Wife I le trust you Sir I am a wretched woman The widow or the wife I know not whether of the distressed or dead Vaster Ben. How I faint to tell thee thou art then a widow The warres haue ended his infortunate dayes Nay let not griefe oppresse thy spirits Oh I haue kill'd the wife and husband with one blow Lift vp thy sowning eyes Wife Oh let me dye Rather short death then lingring miserie Ben. Reuiue thy heart Vaster yet liues in me I am his sonne that hath thy husbands lands Wife And can I looke for mercy at your hands Ben. Receiue this earnest all my state is thine Wife You cannot with these spels charme me to sinne Ben. I do not when I taint thy chaster eares With motions of blacke lust pronounce me Villaine Tell me who brought you to this Brothell-Inne Wife He to whom heauen I trust hath clear'd all sin My Vaster sold me hither I was content Thus to relieue his state when all was spent Ben. But couldst thou liue infectlesse in this ayre Wife I haue and will Ben. Will This giues strange suspicion Wife I made a promise that without consent Of her that bought me I would not depart Enter Mar-mayde See where th' Inchantresse comes Marm. Now minion you must be gadding Cry you mercie Land-lord if you 'l haue any sport walke in walke in You shall take out your rent here Land-lord She shall be your own Vacation and Terme too Land-lord Ben. So you pernicious Damme of lusts foule littour You that buy beauty and do sell 't againe And liue by th' occupation Heare you Free This woman from your brothell slauerie Or I shall bring you to the cart and lash Marm. Oh I am cast away she cost me fifty pounds I ne're got foure grotes by her yet Ben. Thou shalt lose more by keeping her Goe cleanse the house from this disorder or I here discharge thee Marm. Good Land-lord bestow her where you will I am content to be rid of her so I may hold your favour Foxe pull your honesty Is this the dancing mayde One more such purchase will vndoe my trade Enter Gripe Grip. Hostice Ostice wher 's your kinswoman Marm. Yonder Sir talking with my Land-lord your Worships sonne Gripe Son Benjamin yea faith are you so close with a wench Come hither she 's a whore Take heed on her Exit Mar. If she want mennes bring her home she shall keep my house Faith I grow old and cannot now long liue Oh such a Wench would be restoratiue Perswade her Ben Exit Gripe Ben. I le do my best Sir See The pleased fates consent to succour thee My fathers house shall shelter thee vnknowne Please the old man with words but hold your owne If my plot takes as I can hope no lesse This lust of his shall thy good fortunes blesse Act. Tertius Enter Robert Vaster and Anne Rob. COme sister to my sorrowes and my selfe They say society in woes doth lighten Our pressures but I finde the contrary My woes are heauier by thy companie My griefe for thy distresse doubles mine owne I should be farre lesse wretched if alone Ann. Sweet brother since we must both suffer thinke it some comfort that we share an equall fortune Griefe has lesse power to worke on our sad hearts Where mutuall loues contend to beare their parts Rob. Little once thought thy mother that thy fate Should stoope to seruice to relieue thy state We are not try'd but in our miserie He is a cunning Coach-man that can turne Well in a narrow roome To manage plenty In a right forme commends the state not person Hee 's blest that to be rich can giue consent With honestie or rest poore with content I wonder Benjamin doth not visit vs His last reliefe is done if that spring drye We faint for succour and must fainting dye Enter Bromley See here comes Bromley once our fathers Steward Sure hee 'l support vs Sister cry his kindnesse thy speech is more pathetical Brom. Theeues Lawyers Rogues Harlots and Inne-keepers are mens purgations Griffin has cheated mee tooke twenty angels from me theeues tooke 'hem from him He promis'd to draw Sager to compound now the day 's gone against me Oh I could wish my nailes turn'd Vultures tallons That I might teare their flesh in
on a bond Whiles the receiuer did deferre his comming We gaue this coozening woman being Hostice The whole summe to lay vp and straightly charg'd her Not to deliver 't but to vs all together She sayes one of vs three demanded it Of her in haste and ranne away and thus We lost our money and the bond lies forfeit Ben. Your Lordships leaue T is true she not denies But they so charg'd her and she was so coozend Therefore she yeelds to paiment Let 'hem come All three together they shall haue the money Grif. Vpon my faith a prettie quillet Abb. Wittie and iust How say you heere produce The other two your satisfaction 's ready Ben. The widdow 's cleard but master Valentine Nay man come neerer you 'd haue present pay Val. No Sir let it euen goe Ben. So must not you You gaue 300. pound to her t is true Which like a subtle Quacksaluer you robd My father of Sprites Fairies Val. I am cob'd Grip. It 's true my lord this is one of the Fairies Iustice Iustice Val. Well if there be no remedie I hope I shall not dance alone vpon the rope My lord here 's the other Fairie Abb. O Sir haue I found you Pull off that borrowd habite from his backe O that such foule deeds should be hid in blacke Gripe My Lord this Widow 's accessary too She plotted she receiu'd Iustice iustice Ab. But late thy song was mercy now all iustice Here 's all the goodnes of an Vsurer She sau'd his life he would now hang her Gripe She has robb'd me vndone me Val. It is most true my lord she plotted all Curf. Your villanie Ostice we shall now retort You cheated vs and we will hang you for 't Ben. How doe these mischiefes grow like Hidra's heads faster by cutting off Vast. Prodigious villaines will they thus cast away an innocent woman Yet I most vile of all that thus stand by And for my fault behold my poore wife dye Ben. My lord vpon my soule this woman's cleare And only malice thus accuseth her Ab. Speake woman art thou guilty Wife My lord I begge a word with my Confessor Then I shall answere Sir a word in priuate To Vaster Now Vaster ope thy vnbeleeuing eyes Lo thy deuoted wife for thy sinne dyes Yeeld but this kindnesse to my latest breath Thou hate'st me liuing loue me yet in death Farewell My lord I will not say I 'm guilty Do as your euidence and wisedome leades you Ab. This knot is hard to vndo Vast. My lord I le help you Loe I am that third Fairy that pronounce This woman cleare and those two periur'd knaues We three are guilty let your sentence come I haue deseru'd will not despaire my doome Wife My lord he sayes not true hee 's innocent I guilty Ab. Speake on your soules which of these tongues speak truth Val. Curf. My lord the woman's cleare Ab. Pernicious Villaines hopelesse to be good That thus haue stroue to spill the guiltlesse bloud Widow y' are quitted Sir waite you your doome Vast. With patience Beniamin Gripe I here accuse you for murdering Richard Vaster Ab. How Vast. My lord I found that Vaster dying bury'd him Saw him receiuing death by this mans sword Theft 's a great sin but murder most abhorr'd Ab. Speake is this possible Ben. We met in single combate in the field It seemes his life vnto my sword did yeeld Ann. Ay me my father slaine Rob. And by his friend Fate whither will thy proiects tend Ann. My husbands hand my fathers life vndoes For this fact he must dye thus both I lose Ben. Forgiue me all by me you all haue lost The wife a Husband children a deare Parent Thus I returne you all some recompence Nan thou shalt lose a husband An. Heauens defend Ben. Mother you lose a son brother a friend Wife Can nature so degenerate that a man should liue stand by and see another suffer for murdering him Vast. Once againe off disguise My lord thus I preuent this fear'd disaster My second case pull'd off I am plaine Vaster Rob. My father Wife My deare husband Vast. Most most deare friend My loue to you doth beyond bounds extend My Lord first to this honourable Bench I' here present the Kings most gracious pardon For vs three here heauen no lesse pardon vs Now to my wife see wench I am new borne Rench'd from the plague of a suspected horne Blacke Iaundeys of the minde thou fained spirit That haunts mens quiet thoughts with troubling shades Pernicious Ielousie that like needlesse Physicke Divertest health to voluntary sicknesse I brush thee off like dust See I am now New marry'd to my loue and to my life Neuer could man boast a more constant wife Deare Beniamin now Sonne what I haue left Of all my shipwrack'd fortunes shall be thine Ben. Resume your former state my father yeelds it Vast. Thankes to your honestie not his yet thus Some meanes of satisfaction I haue found I le pay him backe his lost three hundred pound The fairie money which was iust the price Of my redeemed lands Ben. Now master Bromley That vniuersall mercie to our guilt May be affoorded and no blood be spilt Surrender vp your lease for the three liues To Sagers wife and children and I le quit you Brom. I do most freely yeeld it Sag. Sager liues And hartie thankes for your forc'd kindnesse giues Abb. Happy delusions in such waies of ill I wish men may be thus mistaken still Nic. Rauens and Sprites and Fairies and Hares and diuels-Thus haue I lost my wench lost my money lost my watch lost my wits I doe here renounce the faith of all Almanackes Physiogmoners Palmists Fortune-tellers Erra Pater was an Asse and so are Prognosticators his children from generation to generation Grip. I haue drunke powerfull physicke and the Dropsie Of my till now nere quenched auarice Dries vp like dew at the ascending Sunne Vaster take back your lands and for the money Giue it my sonne in portion with your daughter Hencefoorth I le study to requite the wrongs Which I haue done poore men by vsurie And vomit vp th' extortions that doe lie As vndigested crudities on my conscience My future life shall bee in mercie spent I 'm Gripe no more that name I doe repent Abb. All Chronicles be fill'd with this and let it Be as a wonder to all eares imparted England had once an Vsurer conuerted EPILOGVE Ben. THe Session now dissolues each Iustice rises No hurt is done this is the milde Assises We haue scap'd faire thus farre yet there remaines A stronger iudgement to passe on our paines Too much to hope or doubt we must not dare We humbly then stand at your censures barre If the worst comes that may be yet I looke For this grace to be saued by my booke But if with your applause our merit stands Faith then be friends with vs and giue 's your hands FINIS