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A20867 Iacke Drums entertainment: or The comedie of Pasquill and Katherine As it hath bene sundry times plaide by the Children of Powles. Marston, John, 1575?-1634. 1601 (1601) STC 7243; ESTC S105365 35,374 70

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merry note with chuncks to sing Those that are farre more yong and wittie Are wide from singing such a Dittie As Chunck chunck chunck There 's Chunck that makes the Lawier prate There 's Chunck that make a foole of Fate There 's Chunck that if you will be his Shall make you liue in all hearts blis With Chunck chunck chunck Ka. T is wel sung good old man hence with your gold Leaue the green fields t is deawy you le take cold Mam. The Casements shut wel here I le lurke stay To see who beares the glorie of the day Hence hence to London Flawne let me alone Enter Flawne I can hardly leaue him alone for the Diuell and double Duckats still associate him but I am gone Exit Enter Pasquill Pasquil. The glooming morne with shining Armes hath chaste The siluer Ensign of the grim cheekt night And forc'd the sacred troupes of sparkling starres Into their priuate Tents yet calme husht sleepe Strikes dumbe the snoring world yet frolick youth That 's lately matcht vnto a well shapte Lasse Clippes his sweet Mistresse with a pleasing arme Whilst the great power of Imperious Loue Sommons my dutie to salute the shine Of my Loues beauties Vnequald Katherine I bring no Musick to prepare thy thoughts To entertaine an amorous discourse More Musick 's in thy name and sweet dispose Then in Apollos Lyre or Orpheus close I 'le chaunt thy name and so inchaunt each eare That Katherinas happie name shall heare My Katherine my life my Katherine Kathe. My Ned my Pasquil sweet I come I come Euen with like swiftnes tho not with like heart As the fierce Fawcon stoupes to rysing fowle I hurrey to thee do not goe away The place is priuate and t is yet scarce day Pas. Oh these kind words imparadize my thoughts Ma. Ha ha yong Pasquil haue I found you out I st you must bore my nose I le bore your heart Why this same boy 's as bare as naked Truthe A lowe ebd gallant yet shee le match with him I le match him if his skin be ponyard proofe He may scape the force of gold and murder if not As you returne sir I will pepper you Exit Enter Katherine to Pasquill And art thou come deare hart first fee be this This kinde imbrace and next this modest kis Pas. This is no kisse but an Ambrosian bowle The Nectar deaw of thy delicious sowle Let me sucke one kisse more and with a nimble lip Nibble vpon those Rosie bankes more soft and cleare Then is the Ieweld tip of Venus eare Oh how a kisse inflames a Louers thought With such a fewell let me burne and die And like to Hercules so mount the skie Ka. Come you grow wanton Oh you bite my lip Pas. In faith you Iest I did but softly sip The Roseall Iuice of your reuiuing breath Let clumsie iudgements chilblaind gowtie wits Bung vp their chiefe content within the whoopes Of a stuft dry Fatt and repose their hopes Of happinesse and hearts tranquilitie Vpon increase of durt but let me liue Clipt in the cincture of a faithfull arme Luld in contented ioy being made diuine With the most precious loue of Katherine Ka. Let the vnsanctified spirit of ambition Entice the choyse of muddy minded Dames To yoke themselues to swine and for vaine hope Of gay rich trappings be still spurd and prickt With pining discontent for nuptiall sweetes But let me liue lou'd in my husbands eies Whose thoughts with mine may sweetly simpathize Pas. The heauens shall melt the sun shall cease to shine Before I leaue the loue of Katherine Kathe. Nay when heauens melted the sun strooke dead Euen then my loue shall not be vanquished Pas. When I turne fickle vertue shall be vice Ka. When I proue false Hell shall be Paradice Pas. My life shall be maintaind by thy kind breath Ka. Thy loue shall be my life thy hate my death Pas. Oh when I die let me imbrace thy waste Ka. In death let me be counted thine and chaste Pas. Heauens graunt being dead my soule may liue nie thee Ka. One kisse shal giue thee mine eternally Pas. In faire exchaunge vouchsafe my hart to take Ka. With all my mind weare this Ned for my sake But now no more bright day malings our loue Farewell yet stay but t is no matter too My Father knowes I thinke what must ensue Adieu yet harke nay faith adieu adiew Pas. Peace to thy passions till next enterview Exeunt Enter Mamon and Mounsier Iohn fo de King Mam. Now Mounsieur be but confident and hold There is the price of blood this way he comes Strike home bold arme and thou shalt want no crowns Moun. Feare you noting when he is die me bring you word Exit Mamon Hee by gor braue crowne braue monney Me haue here a patent to take vp one two treescore Vench fine Crowne fine vench vnreasonably fine Dis monney is my baude Me send a French crowne To fetch a fine vench de French crowne fetch de Fine vench de fine vench take de French crowne And giue me de French poc Hee excellent you see Mee kill a man you see mee hang like de Burgullian Hee no poine Hee by Gor mee haue much vitt Ang me much bald and me ang much bald wit Here come de Gentleman metre Pasquill Enter Pasquill Pasquill I st possible that sisters should so thwart In natiue humours one 's as kind and fayre As constant vertuous and as debonayre As is the heart of goodnesse the other proud Inconstant fantasticke and as vaine in loues As trauellers in lies blest Katherine Camelia 's not thy sister if she bee Shee s basterd to the sweetes that shine in thee Moun. Boniour Metre Pasquill sance Iest me am hired to kill you Mounsieur Mamon Messier Iounck Iounck giue me money to stab you but me know there is a God that hate bloud derfore me no kil me know dere is a vench that loue Crowne derefore me keepe de money Pas. Vnhallowed villaine that with gold and bloud Thinkes that almighty loue can be withstood Hold Mounsieur there are more Crownes onely do this returne to Mamon tell him the deed is done and bring him hither that he may vainely triumph in my bloud I haue some painting which I found by chaunce in loose Camelias chamber with that I le staine my breast go and returne with speed Moun. Hee by gor I smell a rat me flie me flie by gor Exit Mounsieur Pas. Leaud miscreant that through the throat of hel Wouldst mount to heauen and enioy loue Invaluably pretious no rancke churle Thou wast not made to slauer her faire lips With thy dead rewmy chops nor clip her waste With thy shrunke bloudlesse arme I heare him come Now Pasquill faigne ô thou eternall light Mourne that thy creatures should in bloud delight He lies downe and faines himselfe dead Enter Mamon and Mounsieur Mam. Now smug fac'd boy now nibble on her lips Now
sippe the deawe of her delitious breath Stinke rot damne bake in thy cluttered bloud Snakes Toads and Earwigs make thy skull their neast Ingendring deaw-wormes cling orethwart thy breast Moun. Hush hush leaue praying for dead t is no good Caluianisme puritanisme Dissemble here are company Exit Moun. Enter Bra. Sig. and Planet Bra. Sig. Good morrow Sir who lies there murdred Mam. Oh Gentlemen the kindest vertuous youth That e're adorned London Damned theeues To spoile such hopes the last words that he spake Sticks still within the hollow of mine eare Katherine quoth he hold M. Mamon deare I know not what he meant but so he said If that you passe to Hygate tell the Knight Pasquill is sunke into eternall night Pla. Faith t was a good youth come Brabant come away Exeunt Brabant and Planet Mam. Dead Kate dead Kate dead is the boy That kept rich Mamon from his ioy Mamon sings Lantara c. Pasquill riseth and striketh him Mam. Oh the diuell the ghost of Pasquill I am dead if you haue any curtesie in you beleeue it I beleeu'd you when you faign'd beleeue me now for I am almost dead numbd vp with feare giue faith sweete gentle youth Pas. Old wretch amend thy thoughts purge purge repent I le hide thy vlcer be but penitent Exit Mam. Ha I think t was but his ghost that swept along Enter Mounsier singing Grand sot Mamō Pho phy phy phy a foutra pour vos chūck chunck Iohn fo de King teach you a ding Iohn fo de King graund Sot Sot Sot Exit Mounsieur Ma. Death plague and hell how is curst Mamō vext Scourgde with the whip of sharpe derision I le home and starue this crosse this peeuish hap Strikes dead my spirits like a thunderclap Exit Mamon Enter Brabant Iunior and Planet Bra. Gods pretious I forgot to bring my Page To breathe some Dittie in my Mistris eare Pla. Wouldst haue a Ballet to salute her with Bra. No but a Song How wouldst thou court thy Mistresse Pla. Why with the world the flesh the diuel Bra. Right dog well thou lt sweare that I am blest Beyond infinitie of happinesse When thou beholdest admired Camelia Pla. And God wold blesse me with 3. such mistresses I would giue two of them to the diuel that hee would take the third Bra. Oh when she clips and clings about my necke And suckes my soule forth with a melting kisse Pla. Doth she vse thee so kindly then ha Bra. O I and calls me deare deare Brabant and ô Iesu God I cannot expresse her sweets of entertaine Shee le so insinuate with chaste amorous speech And play the wanton with such pretie grace And vowes loue to me Oh I 'le make thee madde To see how gratious Brabant 's in her eye Here is her window marke but when I call How swift she comes and with what kind salutes She welcomes me What ho Camelia Faith you le be tane vp what in bed so late Winifride lookes from aboue Pla. And you take her vp Brabant shee le take you downe Bra. Hart they heare not My Camelia wake Wini. What harsh vnciuil tongue keeps such a coile Bra. Winifride t is I Tell my sweet Duck I am here Now marke Ned Planet now obserue her well Wini. Shee wonders at your rudenesse that intrudes Vpon the quiet of her mornings rest And shee 's amaz'de that with such impudence You dare presume to intimate some loue to her As if she knew you more then for a youth A yonger brother and a stipendary Enter Iohn Ellis Pla. Now mark Ned Planet now obserue her kindnes Good morrow M. Iohn Ellis As the Countrey mayd crieth to her Cowe to milke her or as the Trauailer knocketh with his Hostes for a reckning euen so do I call to thee ô Mistris Camelia from her window Came. Sweet Iohn my Loue heer 's thy Camelia Hold weare this fauour with this kisse vppon t Bra. Flesh and blood cannot beare such disgrace Brabant beates Ellis El. Helpe helpe helpe helpe he boxes mee that hee doth Helpe helpe Enter Sir Edward Katherine Drum and Twedle Sir Ed. What outrage haue we here so early vp Sir you do wrong the quiet of my house Enter Camelia I faith you do and t is but rudely done Go too t is not Is this a place to brawle Pla. And please thee knight I 'le tell thee faith troth Came. What did he strike thee sweet El. I in good deed law and a my conscience I thinke he hath made my nose bleede Came. And would not you draw your weapon out and to it lustily as long as you could stand El. I do not vse to drawe Ca. Did he giue thee a box on the eare and wouldst thou take it El. And he be such a foole to giue it me why should not I be so wise as to take it Ca. Pure honestie kinde Ducke kisse me sweet Iohn Bra. Iu. Hart Sir Edward will you suffer this Now on my life she is enamord on the fooles bable Sir Ed. Go too sir boy forbear you wrong my Loue And you forget your selfe to vse such Iests Such nastie rybauldry vpon my daughter I tell you M. Brabant doth she loue Any that meriteth the name of man Bra. Iu. Why hee 's no man but a very S. Ed. Well well no more my house my self my loue Opens their hearts with liberall imbrace To entertaine your presence I or any mans So they 'le be ciuile modest not prophane Not like to those that make it their chiefe grace To be quite graceles Pla. Well said honest knight We haue had blood enough to day alreadie Ned Pasquil 's slaine by bloodie murdering Rogues Sir Ed. Speak softly God forbid my daughter heares Tell me the circumstance I pray you Sir Ka. Eternall death vnto my happinesse My Pasquil slaine Oh God oh God oh God Exit Katherin tearing her haire Pla. I and I thinke the Vsurer made a Tent Euen of his nose it was so red and neere Sir Ed. God for his mercy what mischance is heere A good youth a vertuous modest youth I faith he was And I can tell your sir My daughter Katherine where is she now Whither 's she gone Drum call her hither straite Drum Your Drum wil sound a call sir presently Exit Drum Sir Ed. And as I told you sir my daughter Katherine Affected him right dearly by my peace of soule If he had liu'd I could haue hartily wisht He had bene my sonne in lawe I faith I could But see the will of God How now Drum Where 's my daughter Drum Sir she is either inuisible or deafe for I can neither see her nor she heare mee Sir Ed. Boddie of mee my heart misgiues me now Looke call search run all about My daughter gone Go all and search her out Heer 's Pasquil ha Is this the man that 's dead Enter Pasquil Pas. Let me intreat this fauour do not search Or be inquisitiue why I fain'de Repute me worthie your better
Be then propitious ô eternall light And blesse my fortunes maugre hellish spight Enter Katherine in a petticoate Ka. Black sorrow nurse of plaints of teares grones Evaporate my spirit with a sigh That it may hurrey after his sweete breath Who made thee doate on life now hunt for death Pas. What soule is that that with her teare-full eies Seemes to lament with me in miseries Ka. Here seemes to be the pressure of his truncke Deare earth confirme my doubt was this the place Which the faire bodie of my Pasquil prest When he laie murdred See the drooping grasse Hangs downe his mourning head and seemes to say This was the fatall place where Pasquil lay Oh thou sweet print stampt by the fairest limbes The richest Coffin of the purest soule That euer prest the bosome of the earth First drinke my teares and next sucke vp my blood Now thou immortall spirit of my Loue Thou pretious soule of Pasquil view this knife Which once thou gauest me and prepare thy arme To clip the spirit of thy constant Loue Deare Ned I come by death I will be thine Since life denies it to poore Katherine She offers to stabbe her selfe Pas. Hold hold thou miracle of constancie First let heauen perish and the crazde world runne Into first Chaos of confusion Before such cruell violence be done To her faire breast whose fame by vertue wonne Shall honour women whilste there shines a sunne Kathe. Thrice sacred spirit why dost thou forsake Elizeum pleasures to withhold the arme Of wretched Katherine Oh let me die Retire sweete Ghoast do not pollute thy hand With touch of mortalls Pas. Amazement of thy Sex Pasquill doth liue And liues to loue thee in eternitie Be not agast recouer spirit Sweete T is Pasquill speakes t is Pasquill clips thy waste T is Pasquill prints a kisse on thy faire hand Ka. What do I dreame or haue I drawne the sluce Of life vp and through streames of bloud Vnfelt haue set my prisoned soule at large Am I in heauen or in Pasquills Armes I am in heauen for my Neds embrace Is Katherines long wish'd celestiall place Pas. Diuinitie of sweetnesse I protest If these inferiour Orbs were rowled vp And the imperiall heauen bar'd to my view T were not so gracious nor so much desir'd As my deare Katherine is to Pasquills sight Ka. Heauen of Content Paphos of my delight Pas. Mirrour of Constancie life-bloud of loue Ka. Center to whom all my affections moue Pas. Renown of Virgins whose fame shal ne're fleet Ka. Oh I am maz'd with ioy I pree thee sweete Vnfold to me what sad mischaunce it was Forc'd thy deaths rumour and such woes disperc'd Sad sorrow past delights to be rehearsed Pas. It will be tedious but in breefe thinke thus Old Mamons malice was the venombd foame That poisoned all the sweets of our content Kathe. Alas deare heart that loue should be so crost Now good Ned fetch my gowne t is at yon house I would be loth to turne to Hygate thus Pas. I am oblig'de with infinit respect to do you seruice Oh power diuine was euer such a loue as Katherine Ent. Ma. Looke Mamon search Mamon this way shee went Put on thy spectacles this way she went Blest blest blest be thy natiuitie Yonder she sits I le either haue her now Or none shall e're enioy her with content Ka. How loues impatient when will Ned returne Ma. Tut t is no matter when looke where thy Mamō is Ka. Good diuel for Gods sake do not vexe my sight Didst not thou plot the death of my deare Loue Ma. Yes yes and wold complot ten thousand deaths Euen damne my soule for beauteous Katherine My ship shall kemb the Oceans curled backe To furnish thee with braue Abiliaments Rucks of rich Pearle and sparkling Diamonds Shall fringe thy garments with Imbroadry Thy head shall blaze as bright with Orient stone As did the world being burnt by Phaeton Ka. You make me death for pitties sake forbeare Oh when will Pasquil come Good Sir depart When wilt returne I pray you Sir goe hence And troth I will not hate you nay I 'le speake Against my heart and say I loath you not You vexe my patience gentle sir forbeare I begge it on my knee and with a teare Mam. Tut will you loue me and detest yon boy Ka. Heauen detest me first and loathe my soule Mam. Is it your finall resolution Ka. God knowes it is So good Sir rest content Mam. I I will rest and thou shalt rest thus blur'd Thus poysond venomde with this oyle of Toades If Mamon cannot get thee none shall ioy Which he could not enioy I feare no lawe Gold in the firmest conscience makes a flawe Rot like to Helen Spittle hence adiew Let Pasquil boast in your next interview Ka. Be pittifull and kill me gentle Sir Heauen my heart is crackt with miserie Where shall I hide me which way shall I cleanse The eating poyson of this venomde oyle Poore wretch alas see where thy Pasquil comes Pas. Here Loue put on your gown How now good God Heauē giue me patiēce who hath vs'd thee thus Ka. The diuel in the shape of Mamon Sweet Touch me not Pasquil I coniure thee now By all the power of affection By that strickt bond of loue that lincks our hearts Leaue and abandon me eternally I merit now no loue yet prethee sweet Vouchsafe to giue me leaue to loue thee still But I do binde thee by thy sacred vowe Of our once happie and thrice blessed loue Follow not Katherine good Ned doo not greeue In time iust heauen may our woes releeue Exit Katherine Pas. fureus O dira fata saeua miseranda horida Quis hic Locus quae Regio quae Mundi plaga Vbi sum Katherina Katherina Eheu Katherina Enter Mamon Mam. My Spectacles will betraie mee looke Mamon search Mamon here abouts they fell Pas. Welcome Erra Pater you that make Prognostications for euer Where 's you Almanacke Pulles his Indentures out of Mamons bosome Ma. Lorde blesse my Obligations Lorde blesse my bonds Lord blesse my Obligations Alas alas alas Pas. Let me see sir now when will true valour be at the full Oh there 's an opposition t is eclipsed Venus I Venus is mounted Where 's the Goat now Kembd fine kemd Oh heere are Dog daies out vpon t Dog dayes Dog dayes Dog dayes out vpon t He teares the Papers Mam. Alas my Obligations my Bonds my Obligations my Bonds Alas alas alas Pas. Katherina Katherina Ehew Katherina Exit Pasquil Mam. Obligations Obligations Alas my Obligations I am vndone vndone vndone Enter Flawne. Flawne. Sir Sir Sir Mam. What sir you for you Dog you Hounde you Crust what 's best newes with you now Out-alas my Obligations my Bonds I am vndon vndon Flawne. Sir the best newes is your ship the Hopewell hath hapt ill returning from Barbary T is but sunk or so not a scrap of goods sau'de Mam. Villaines Rogues Iewes Turkes Infidels