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
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
did bestow On SHAKESPEARES gentler Muse in thee full grown Their Graces both appear yet so that none Can say here Nature ends and Art begins But mixt like th' Elements and born like twins So interweav'd so like so much the same None this meer nature that meer Art can name 'T was this the Ancients meant nature and skill Are the two tops of their Pernassus Hill J. DENHAM To Mr. FRANCIS BEAUMONT Then living HOW I do love thee BEAUMONT and thy Muse That unto me do'st such religion use How I do fear myself that am not worth The least indulgent thought thy pen drops forth At once thou mak'st me happie and unmak'st And giving largely to me more thou tak'st What sate is mine that so it self bereaves What art is thine that so thy friend deceives When even there where most thou praisest me For writing better I must envy thee BEN. JOHNSON On Mr. FRANCIS BEAUMONT Then newly Dead HE that hath such acuteness and such wit As would ask ten good heads to husband it He that can write so well that no man dare Refuse it for the best let him beware BEAUMONT is dead by whose sole death appears Wit 's a Disease consumes men in few years RICH. CORBET D. D. On Mr. BEAUMONT VVritten thirty years since presently after his Death BEaumont lyes here and where now shall we have A Muse like his to sigh upon his grave Ah! none to weep this with a worthy tear But he that cannot Beaumont that lies here Who now shall pay thy Tomb with such a Verse As thou that Ladies didst fair Rutlands Herse A Monument that will then lasting be When all her Marble is more dust than she In thee all 's lost a sudden dearth and want Hath sciz'd on Wit good Epitaphs are scant We dare not write thy Elegie whilst each fears He ne're shall match that copy of thy tears Scarce in an Age a Poet and yet he Scarce lives the third part of his age to see But quickly taken off and only known Is in a minute shut as soon as shown Why should weak Nature tire herself in vain In such a piece â—o dash it straight again Why should she take such work beyond her skill Which when she cannot perfect she must kill Alas what is' t to temper slime or mire But Nature 's puzled when she works in fire Great Brains like brightest glass crack straight while those Of Stone or Wood hold out and fear not blowes And we their Ancient hoary heads can see Whose Wit was never their mortalitie Beaumont dies young so Sidney did before There was not Poetry he could live to more He could not grow up higher I scarce know If th' art it self unto that pitch could grow Were 't not in thee that hadst arriv'd the hight Of all that wit could reach or Nature might O when I read those excellent things of thine Such strength such sweetness coucht in every line Such life of Fancy such high choice of brain Nought of the Vulgar wit or borrowed strain Such passion such expressions meet my eye Such Wit untainted with obscenity And these so unaffectedly exprest All in a language purely flowing drest And all so born within thy self thine own So new so fresh so nothing trod upon I grieve not now that old Menanders vein Is rian'd to survive in thee again Such in his time was he of the same piece The smooth even natural Wit and Love of Greece Those few sententious fragments shew more worth Than all the Poets Athens e're brought forth And I am sorry we have lost those hours On them whose quickness comes far short of ours And dwell not more on thee whose every Page May be a pattern for their Scene and Stage I will not yield thy Works so mean a Praise More pure more chaste more sainted than are Playes Nor with that dull supineness to be read To pass a fire or laugh an hour in bed How do the Muses suffer every where Taken in such mouths censure in such ears That 'twixt a whiffe a Line or two rehearse And with their Rheume together spaule a Verse This all a Poems leisure after Play Drink or Tabaco it may keep the Day Whilst even their very idleness they think Is lost in these that lose their time in drink Pity then dull we we that better know Will a more serious hour on thee bestow Why should not Beaumont in the Morning please As well as Plautus Aristophanes Who if my Pen may as my thoughts be free Were scurril wits and Buffons both to thee Yet these our Learned of severest brow Will deign to look on and to note them too That will defie our own 't is English stuffe And th' Author is not rotten long enough Alas what flegm are they compar'd to thee In thy Philaster and Maids Tragedy Where 's such an humour as thy Bessus pray Let them put all their Thrasoes in one Play He shall out bid them their conceit was poor All in a Circle of a Bawd or Whore A coâ—ening dance take the fool away And not a good â—est extant in a Play â—et these are Wits because they 're old and now Being Greek and Latine they are Learning too But those their own times were content t' allow A thirsty same and thine is lowest now But thou shalt love and when thy name is grown Six Aâ—es older shall be better known When th' art of Chancers standing in the tombe Thou shalt not share but take up all his room JOH EARLE Upon the Report of the printing of the Dramatical Poems of Mr. JOHN FLETCHER collected before and now set forth in one Volume THough when all Fletcher writ and the entire Man was indulg'd unto that sacred fire His thoughts and his thoughts dress appear'd both such That 't was his happy fault to do too much Who therefore wisely did submit each birth To knowing Beaumont e're it did come forth Working again until he said 't was fit And made him the sobriety of his Wit Though thus he call'd his Judge into his fame And for that aid allow'd him half the name 'T is known that sometimes he did stand alone That both the Spunge and Pencil were his own That himself judg'd himself could singly do And was at last Beaumont and Fletcher too Else we had lost his Shepherdess a Piece Even and smooth spun from a finer Fleece Where softness reigns where passions passions greet Gentle and high as Floods of Balsam meet Where dress'd in white expressions sit bright Loves Drawn like their fairest Queen by milkie Doves A Piece which Johnson in a rapture bid Come up a glorify'd Work and so it did Else had his Muse set with his Friend the Stage Had miss'd those Poems which yet take the Age The World had lost those rich exemplars where Art Language Wit sit ruling in one Sphere Where the fresh matters soar above old Theams As Prophets Raptures do above our Dreams Where in a worthy scorn he
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
I forget not all respects That are Religious on another word Sounded like that and through a Sea of sins Will wade to my revenge though I should call Pains here and after life upon my soul King Well I am resolute you lay not with her And so leave you Exit King Evad. You must be prating and see what follows Amint. Prethee vex me not Leave me I am afraid some sudden start Will pull a murther on me Evad. I am gone I love my life well Exit Evadne Amint. I hate mine as much This 't is to break a troth I should be glad If all this tide of grief would make me mad Exit Enter Melantius Mel. I 'le know the cause of all Amintors griefs Or friendship shall be idle Enter Calianax Cal. O Melantius my Daughter will die Mel. Trust me I am sorry would thou hadst ta'ne her room Cal. Thou art a slave a cut-throat slave a bloody treacherous slave Melan. Take heed old man thou wilt be heard to rave And lose thine Offices Cal. I am valiant grown At all these years and thou art but a slave Mel. Leave some company will come and I respect Thy years not thee so much that I could wish To laugh at thee alone Cal. I 'le spoil your mirth I mean to sight with thee There lie my Cloak this was my Fathers Sword And he durst sight are you prepar'd Mel. Why wilt thou doat thy self out of thy life Hence get thee to bed have careful looking to and eat warm things and trouble not me my head is full of thoughts more weighty than thy life or death can be Cal. You have a name in War when you stand safe Amongst a multitude but I will try What you dare do unto a weak old man In single sight you 'l ground I fear Come draw Mel. I will not draw unless thou pul'st thy death Upon thee with a stroke there 's no one blow That thou canst give hath strength enough to kill me Tempt me not so far then the power of earth Shall not redeem thee Cal. I must let him alone He 's stout and able and to say the truth However I may set a face and talk I am not valiant when I was a youth I kept my credit with a testie trick I had Amongst cowards but durst never sight Mel. I will not promise to preserve your life if you do stay Cal. I would give half my Land that I durst sight with that proud man a little if I had men to hold I would beat him till he ask me mercy Mel. Sir will you be gone Cal. I dare not stay but I will go home and beat my servants all over for this Exit Calianax Mel. This old fellow haunts me But the distracted carriage of mine Amintor Takes deeply on me I will find the cause I fear his Conscience cries he wrong'd Aspatia Enter Amintor Amint. Mens eyes are not so subtil to perceive My inward misery I bear my grief Hid from the World how art thou wretched then For ought I know all Husbands are like me And every one I talk with of his Wife Is but a well dissembler of his woes As I am would I knew it for the rareness afflicts me now Mel. Amintor We have not enjoy'd our friendship of late for we were wont to charge our souls in talk Amint. Melantius I can tell thee a good jest of Strato and a Lady the last day Mel. How wa st Amint. Why such an odd one Mel. I have long'd to speak with you not of an idle jest that 's forc'd but of matter you are bound to utter to me Amint. What is that my friend Mel. I have observ'd your words sall from your tongue Wildly and all your carriage Lâ—ke one that strove to shew his merry mood When he were ill dispos'd you were not wont To put such scorn into your speech or wear Upon your face ridiculous jollity Some sadness sits here which your cunning would Cover o're with smiles and 't will not be What is it Amint. A sadness here what cause Can sate provide for me to make me so Am I not lov'd through all this Isle the King Rains greatness on me have I not received A Lady to my bed that in her eye Keeps mounting fire and on her tender cheeks Inevitable colour in her heart A prison for all vertue are not you Which is above all joyes my constant friend What sadness can I have no I am light And feel the courses of my blood more warm And stirring than they were faith marry too And you will feel so unexprest a joy In chast embraces that you will indeed appear another Mel. You may shape Amintor Causes to cozen the whole world withal And your self too but 't is not like a friend To hide your soul from me 't is not your nature To be thus idle I have seen you stand As you were blasted midst of all your mirth Call thrice aloud and then start feigning joy So coldly World what do I here a friend Is nothing Heaven I would ha' told that man My secret sins I 'le search an unknown Land And there plant friendship all is withered here Come with a complement I would have fought Or told my friend he ly'd ere sooth'd him so Out of my bosom Amint. But there is nothing Mel. Worse and worse farewel From this time have acquaintance but no friend Amint. Melantius stay you shall know what that is Mel. See how you play'd with friendship be advis'd How you give cause unto your self to say You ha' lost a friend Amint. Forgive what I have done For I am so ore-gone with injuries Unheard of that I lose consideration Of what I ought to do oh oh Mel. Do not weep what is' t May I once but know the man Hath turn'd my friend thus Amint. I had spoke at first but that Mel. But what Amint. I held it most unfit For you to know saith do not know it yet Mel. Thou feest my love that will keep company With thee in tears hide nothing then from me For when I know the cause of thy distemper With mine own armour I 'le adorn my self My resolution and cut through thy foes Unto thy quiet till I place thy heart As peaceable as spotless innocence What is it Amint. Why 't is this it is too big To get out let my tears make way a while Mel. Punish me strangely heaven if he escape Of life or same that brought this youth to this Amint. Your Sister Mel. Well said Amint. You 'l wish 't unknown when you have heard it Mel. No. Amint. Is much to blame And to the King has given her honour up And lives in Whoredom with him Mel. How this Thou art run mad with injury indeed Thou couldst not utter this else speak again For I forgive it freely tell thy griefs Amint. She 's wanton I am loth to say a Whore Though it be true Mel. Speak yet again before mine anger grow
talk bear him to prison Are. Sir they did plot together to take hence This harmless life should it pass unreveng'd I should to earth go weeping grant me then By all the love a Father bears his Child Their custodies and that I may appoint Their tortures and their death Di. Death soft our Law will not reach that for this fault King 'T is granted take 'em to you with a Guard Come Princely Pharamond this business past We may with more security go on to your intended match Cle. I pray that this action lose not Philaster the hearts of the people Di. Fear it not their overwise heads will think it but a trick Exeunt Omnes Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Dion Cleremont and Thrasiline Thra. HAS the King sent for him to death Di. Yes but the King must know 't is not in his power to war with Heaven Cle. We linger time the King sent for Philaster and the Headsman an hour ago Thra. Are all his wounds well Di. All they were but scratches but the loss of bloud made him faint Cle. We dally Gentlemâ—n Thra. Away Di. We 'l scuffle hard before he perish Exeunt Enter Philaster Arethusa and Bellario Are. Nay dear Philaster grieve not we are well Bell. Nay good my Lord forbear we are wondrous well Phi. Oh Arethusa O Bellario leave to be kind I shall be shot from Heaven as now from Earth If you continue so I am a man False to a pair of the most trusly ones That ever earth bore can it bear us all Forgive and leave me but the King hath sent To call me to my death Oh shew it me And then forget me And for thee my boy I shall deliver words will mollifie The hearts of beasts to spare thy innocence Bell. Alas my Lord my life is not a thing Worthy your noble thoughts 't is not a life 'T is but a piece of child-hood thrown away Should I out-live I shall then out live Vertuâ— and honour And when that day comes If â—vâ—â— I should close these eyes but once May I live spotted for my perjury And wasâ—â— my limbs to nothing Are. And I the woful'st maid as ever was Fo 〈◊〉 with my hands to bring my Lord to death Do bâ—th honour of a Virgin swear To tâ—ll no hours beyond it Phi. Make me not hated so Are. Come from this prison all joyful to our deaths Phi. People will tear me when they find you true To such a wretch as I I shall die loath'd 〈◊〉 our Kingdoms peaceably whil'st I Fo◠〈◊〉 â—lâ—p so gotten with my faults I verâ— put 〈◊〉 every maid in love Will have a piece of me if you be true Are. My dear Lord say not so Bell. A piece of you He was not born of women that can out it and look on Phi. Take me in tears betwixt you For my heart will break with shame and sorrow Are. Why 't is well Bell. Lament no more Phi. What would you have done If you had wrong'd me basely and had found My life no price compar'd to yours For love Sirs Deal with me truly Bell. 'T was mistaken Sir Phi. Why if it were Bell. Then Sir we would have ask'd you pardon Phi. And have hope to enjoy it Are. Injoy it I. Phi. Would you indeed be plain Bell. We would my Lord. Phi. Forgive me then Are. So so Bell. 'T is as it should be now Phi. Lead to my death Exeunt Enter King Dion Cleremont and Thrasiline King Gentlemen who saw the Prince Cle. So plâ—â—â— you Sir he 's gone to see the City And tâ—â— new Platform with some Gentlemen Attenâ—ing on him King Is the Princess ready To bring her prisoner out Thra. She waits your Grace King Tell her we stay Di. King you may be deceiv'd yet The head you a mâ—â— cost more setting on Than to be lost so slightly If it must off Like a wild overflow that soops before him A golden Stack and with it shakes down Bridges Cracks the strong hearts of Pines whose Cable roots Hâ—ld out a thousand Storms a thousand Thunders And so made mightier takes whole Villages Upon his back and in that heat of pride Charges strong Towns Towers Castles Palaces And layes them desolate so shall thy head Thy noble head bury the lives of thousands That must bleed with thee like a sacrifice In thy red ruines Enter Phil. Are. and Bell. in a Robe and Garland King How now what Mask is this Bell. Right Royal Sir I should Sing you an Epithalamium of these lovers But having lost my best ayres with my fortunes And wanting a celestial Harp to strike This blessed union on thus in glad story I give you all These two fair Cedar-branches The noblest of the Mountain where they grew Straightest and tallest under whose still shades The worthieâ— beasts have made their layers and slept Free from the â—yâ—â—aâ— Staâ— and the fell Thunder-stroke Free from the Clouds when they were big with humour And delivered in thousand spouts their issues to the earth O there was none but silent quiet there Till never pleas'd fortune shot up shrubs Base under brambles to divorce these branches And for a while they did so and did raign Over the Mountain and choakt up his beauty With Brakes rude Thornes and Thistles till thy Sun Scorcht them even to the roots and dried them there And now a gentle gale hath blown again That made these branches meet and twine together Never to be divided The god that sings His holy numbers over marriage beds Hath knit their noble hearts and here they stand Your Children mighty King and I have done King How how Are. Sir if you love it in plain truth For there is no Masking in 't This Gentleman The prisoner that you gave me is become My keeper and through all the bitter throws Your jealousies and his ill fate have wrought him Thus nobly hath he strangled and at length Arriv'd here my dear Husband King Your dear Husband call in The Captain of the Cittadel There you shall keep Your Wedding I 'le provide a Mask shall make Your Hymen turn his Saffron into a sullen Coat And sing sad Requiems to your departing souls Bloud shall put out your Torches and instead Of gaudy flowers about your wanton necks An Ax shall hang like a prodigious Meteor Ready to crop your loves sweets Hear you gods From this time do I shake all title off Of Father to this woman this base woman And what there is of vengeance in a Lion Cast amongst Dogs or rob'd of his dear young The same inforc't more terrible more mighty Expect from me Are. Sir By that little life I have left to swear by There 's nothing that can stir me from my self What I have done I have done without repentance For death can be no Bug-bear unto me So long as Pharamond is not my headsman Di. Sweet peace upon thy soul thou worthy maid When ere thou dyest for this time I 'le excuse thee Or
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
Poor mountain Muscovite congeal'd with cold As Shore toth ' Pilot in a safe known Coast When 's Card is broken and his Rudder lost THE MAD LOVER A TRAGI-COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Astorax King of Paphos Memnon the General and the Mad Lover Polydor Brother to Memnon beloved of Calis two eminent Souldiers Eumenes Polybius Chilax an old merry Souldier Syphax a Souldier in love with the Princess Stremon a Souldier that can sing Demagoras Servant to the General Chirurgion Fool. Page Courtiers WOMEN Calis Sister to the King and Mistris to Memnon Cleanthe Sister to Syphax Lucippe one of the Princesses Women Priest of Venus an old wanton A Nun. Cloe a Camp Baggage The Scene Paphos The principal Actors were Richard Burbadge Robert Benfeild Nathanael Feild Henry Condel John Lowin William Eglestone Richard Sharpe Actus primus Scena prima Flourish Enter Astorax King of Paphos his Sister Calis Tâ—â—â— and Cleanthe Lucippe Gentlewomen at â—â—â— door at the other Eumenes a Souldier Eume. Hâ—alth to my Soveraign King Eumenes welcome Welcome to Paphâ—â— Souldier to our love And that â—aâ— health ye wish us through the Camp May it dispâ—rse it s lf and make all happy How does the General the valiant Memnon And how his Wars Eumenes Eume. The Gods have giv'n you Royal Siâ— a Souldier Better nâ—â—e sâ—ught a dangâ—â— more approv'd In way of Waâ— more master of his fortunes I â—p it in leading 'em in doing valiant In following all his deeds to Victories And holding fortunâ— certain there King O Souldier Thou speak'st a man indeed a Generals General A soul conceiv'd a Souldier Eumen. Ten set Battels Against the strong usurper Diocles Whom long experience had begot a Leader Ambition rais'd too mighty hath your Memnon Won and won gloriously distrest and shook him Even from the head of all his hopes to nothing In three he beat the Thunder-bolt his Brother Forc'd him to wall himself up there not safe Shook him with war like Engins like an Earthquake Till like a Snail he left his shell and crawl'd By night and hideous darkness to destruction Disarm'd for ever rising more Twelve Castles Some thought impregnable Towns twice as many Countries that like the wind knew no command But savage wildness hath this General With loss of blood and youth through Storms and Tempests Call'd to your fair obedience King O my Souldier That thou wert now within my arms what drums Drums within Are those that beat Eumenes Eumen. His my Soveraign Himself i' th' head of conquest drawing home An old man now to offer up his glories And endless conquest at your shrine King Goe all And entertain him with all Ceremonie We 'l keep him now a Courtier Eumen. Sir a strange one Pray God his language bear it by my life Sir He knows no complement nor curious casting Of words into fit places e're he speak 'em He can say fight well fellow and I 'le thank thee He that must eat must fight bring up the rear there Or charge that wing of horse home Flourish King Goe too goe too Enter Memnon and a train of Courtiers and Souldiers two Captains Chilax Valiant and wise are twins Sir welcom welcom Welcom my fortunate and famous General High in thy Princes favour as in fame Welcom to Peace and Paphos Mem. Thank your Grace And would to God my dull tongue had that sweetness To thank you as I should but pardon me My sword and I speak roughly Sir your battels I dare well say I have fought well for I bring ye That lazie end you wish for Peace so fully That no more name of war is who now thinks Sooner or safer these might have been ended Begin 'em if he dare again I 'le thank him Souldier and Souldiers Mate these twenty five years At length your General as one whose merit Durst look upon no less I have waded through Dangers would damp these soft souls but to hear of The maiden heads of thousand lives hang here Sir â—â—â—e which time Prince I know no Court but Marshal â—o oylie language but the shock of Arms No dalliance but with death No lofty measures But weary and sad marches cold and hunger Larums at midnight Valours self would shake at Yet I ne're shrunk Balls of consuming Wildfire That lickt men up like lightning have I laught at And tost 'em back again like childrens trifles Upon the edges of my Enemies swords I have marcht like whirle-winds fury at this hand waiting Death at my right Fortune my forlorn hope When I have grapled with destruction And tug'd with pale fac'd Ruine Night and Mischief Frighted to see a new day break in bloud And every where I conquer'd and for you Sir Mothers have wanted wombs to make me famous And blown ambition dangers Those that griev'd ye I have taken order for i' th' earth those fools That shall hereafter King No more wars my Souldier K. takes Mem. aside and talks with him We must now treat of peace Sir Clean. How he talks How gloriously Cal. A goodly timber'd fellow Valiant no doubt Cle. If valour dwell in vaunting In what a phrase he speaks as if his actions Could be set off in nothing but a noise Sure h 'as a drum in 's mouth Cal. I wonder wenches How he would speak to us Clean. Nothing but Larum Tell us whose throat he cut shew us his sword And bless it for sure biting Lucippe And 't like your Grace I do not think he knows us what we are Or to what end for I have heard his followers Affirm he never saw a woman that exceeded A Sutlers wife yet or in execution Old bedrid Beldames without teeth or tongues That would not flie his furie how he looks Clea. This way devoutly Cal. Sure his Lordship's viewing Our Fortifications Lucip. If he mount at me I may chance choak his Battery Cal. Still his eye Keeps quarter this way Venus grant his valour Be not in love Clean. If he be presently Expect a Herald and a Trumpet with ye To bid ye render we two Perdu's pay for 't else King I 'le leave ye to my sister and these Ladies To make your welcom fuller my good souldier We must now turn your sternness into Courtship When ye have done there to your fair repose Sir Flourish I know you need it Memnon welcom Gentlemen Exit King Luci. Now he begins to march Madam the Van 's yours Keep your ground sure 't is for your spurrs Mem. O Venus Cal. How he stares on me He kneels amaz'd and forgets to speak Clean. Knight him Madam knight him He will grow toth ' ground else Eumenes Speak Sir 't is the Princess 1 Cap. Ye shame your self speak to her Cal. Rise and speak Sir Ye are welcome to the Court to me to all Sir Lucip. Is he not deaf Cal. The Gentleman 's not well Eumen. Fâ—e noble General Lucip. Give him fresh air his colour goes how do ye The Princess will be glad Sir Mem. Peace and hear
me Clean. Command a silence there Mem. I love thee Lady Cal. I thank your Lordship heartily proceed Sir Lucip. Lord how it stuck in 's stomach like a surfeit Clean. It breaks apace now from him God be thanked What a fine spoken man he is Lucip. A choice one of singular variety in carriage Clean. Yes and I warrant you he knows his distance Mem. With all my heart I love thee Cal. A hearty Gentleman And I were e'en an arrant beast my Lord But I lov'd you again Mem. Good Lady kiss me Clean. I marry Mars there thou cam'st close up to her Cal. Kiss you at first my Lord 't is no fair fashion Our lips are like Rose buds blown with mens breaths They lose both sap and savour there 's my hand Sir Eumen. Fie fie my Lord this is too rude Mem. Unhand me Consume me if I hurt her good sweet Lady Let me but look upon thee Cal. Doe Mem. Yet Cal. Well Sir Take your full view Lucip. Bless your eyes Sir Cal. Mercy Is this the man they talkt of for a Souldier So absolute an Excellent O the Gods If I were given to that vanitie Of making sport with men for ignorance What a most precious subject had I purchas'd Speak for him Gentlemen some one that knows What the man ails and can speak sense Clean. Sure Madam This fellow has been a rare Hare finder See how his eyes are set Cal. Some one goe with me I 'le send him something for his head poor Gentleman He 's troubled with the staggers Lucip. Keep him dark He will run Maâ—ch mad else the sumes of Battels Ascend into his brains Clean. Clap to his feet An old Dâ—um head to draw the thunder downward Cal Look to him Gentlemen farewel Lord I am sorry We cannot kiss at this time but believe it We 'l find an houâ— for all God keep my Children From being such sweet Souldiers Softly wenches Lest we disturb his dream Exeunt Calis and Ladies Eumen. Why this is Monstrous 1 Capt. A strange forgetfulness yet still he holds it 2 Capt. Though he ne're law a woman of great fashion Before this day yet methinks 't is possible He might imagine what they are and what Belongs unto 'em meer report of others Eumen. Pish his head had other whimsies in 't my Lord Death I think y' are struck dumb my good Lord General 1 Capt. Sir Mem. That I do love ye Madam and so love ye An 't like your grace 2 Capt. He has been studying this speech Eumen. Who do ye speak to Sir Mem. Why where 's the Lady The woman the fair woman 1 Capt. Who Mem. The Princess Give me the Princess Eumen. Give ye counsel rather To use her like a Princess Fy my Lord How have you born your self how naked Laid your soul open and your ignorance To be a sport to all Report and honour Drew heâ— to doe you favours and you bluntly Without considering what or who she was Neither collecting reason nor distinction Mem. Why what did I my Masters Eumen. All that shews A man unhandsom undigested dough Mem. Did not I kneel unto her Eumen. Dumb and sensless As though ye had been cut out for your fathers tomb Or stuck a land mark when she spoke unto you Being the excellence of all our Island Ye star'd upon her as ye had seen a monster Mon. Was I so foolish I confess Eumenes I never saw before so brave an outside But did I kneel so long Eumen. Till they laught at ye And when you spoke I am asham'd to tell ye What 't was my Lord how far from order Bless me is' t possible the wild noise of war And what she only teaches should possess ye Knowledge to treat with her and full discretion Being at stood still in ye and in peace And manly conversation smooth and civil Where gracefulness and glory twyn together Thrust your self out an exile Do you know Sir what state she carries What great obedience waits at her beck continually Mem. She ne're commanded A hundred thousand men as I have done Nor ne're won battel Say I would have kist her Eumen. There was a dainty offer too a rare one Mem. Why she is a woman is she not Eumen. She is so Mem. Why very well what was she made for then Is she not young and handsom bred to breed Do not men kiss fair women if they doe If lips be not unlawfull ware Why a Princess Is got the same way that we get a begger Or I am cozen'd and the self-same way She must be handled e're she get another That 's rudeness is it not 2 Capt. To her'tis held so rudeness in that high degree Mem. 'T is reason But I will be more punctual pray what thought she Eum. Her thoughts were merciful but she laught at ye Pitying the poorness of your complement And so she left ye Good Sir shape your self To understand the place and noble persons You live with now 1 Capt. Let not those great deserts The King hath laid up of ye and the people Be blasted with Ill bearing Eume. The whole name of souldier then will suffer Mem. She 's a sweet one And good sirs leave your exhortations They come untimely to me I have brains That beat above your reaches She 's a Princess That 's all I have killed a King that 's greater Come let 's to dinner if the Wine be good You shall perceive strange wisdom in my blood Exeunt all but Chilax Chil. Well would thou wert i' the wars again Old Memnon there thou wouldst talk toth ' purpose And the proudest of all these Court Camelions Would be glad to find it sense too plauge of this Dead peace this Bastard breeding lowzie lazie idleness Now we must learn to pipe and pick our livings Out of old rotten ends these twenty five years I have serv'd my Country lost my youth and bloud Expos'd my life to dangers more than dayes Yet let me tell my wants I know their answers The King is bound to right me they good people Have but from hand to mouth Look to your wives Your young trim wives your high-day wives your march panes For if the souldiers find not recompence As yet there 's none a hatching I believe You men of wares the men of wars will nick ye For starve nor beg they must not my small means Are gone in fumo here to raise a better Unless it be with lying or Dog flattering At which our Nation 's excellent observing Dog-days When this good Lady broyles and would be basted By that good Lord or such like moral learnings Is here impossible Well I will rub among 'em If any thing for honestie be gotten Though 't be but bread and cheese I can be satisfied If otherwise the wind blow stiff as I am Yet I shall learn to shuffle There 's an old Lass That shall be nameless yet alive my last hope Has often got me my pocket full of crowns If all
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
strong forces And if thou serv'st an use must not all justifie it Sep. I am Rogue enough Pho. Thou wilt be more and baser A poor Rogue is all Rogues open to all shames Nothing to shadow him dost thou think crying Can keep thee from the censure of the Multitude Or to be kneeling at the altar save thee 'T is poor and servile Wert thou thine own Sacrifice 'T would seem so low people would spit the fire out Achil. Keep thy self glorious still though ne're so stain'd And that will lessen it if not work it out To goe complaining thus and thus repenting Like a poor Girl that had betrai'd her maidend-head Sep. I 'le stop mine ears Achil. Will shew so in a Souldier So simply and so ridiculously so tamely Pho. If people would believe thee 't were some honesty And for thy penitence would not laugh at thee As sure they will and beat thee for thy poverty If they would allow thy foolery there were some hope Sep. My foolery Pho. Nay more than that thy misery Thy monstrous misery Achil. He begins to hearken Thy misery so great men will not bury thee Sep. That this were true Pho. Why does this conquering Caesar Labour through the worlds deep Seas of toyls and troubles Dangers and desperate hopes to repent afterwards Why does he slaughter thousands in a Battel And whip his Country with the sword to cry for 't Thou killd'st great Pompey he 'l kill all his kindred And justifie it nay raise up Trophies to it When thou hear'st him repent he 's held most holy too And cry for doing daily bloody murthers Take thou example and go ask forgiveness Call up the thing thou nam'st thy conscience And let it work then 't will seem well Septinius Sep. He does all this Achil. Yes and is honour'd for it Nay call'd the honour'd Caesar so maist thou be Thou wert born as near a Crown as he Sep. He was poor Pho. And desperate bloody tricks got him this credit Sep. I am afraid you will once more Pho. Help to raise thee Off with thy pining black it dulls a Souldier And put on resolution like a man A noble Fate waits on thee Sep. I now feel My self returning Rascal speedily O that I had the power Achil. Thou shalt have all And do all through thy power men shall admire thee And the vices of Septinius shall turn vertues Sep. Off off thou must off off my cowardize Puling repentance off Pho. Now thou speakst nobly Sep. Off my dejected looks and welcom impudence My daring shall be Deity to save me Give me instructions and put action on me A glorious cause upon my swords point Gentlemen And let my wit and valour work you will raise me And make me out-dare all my miseries Pho. All this and all thy wishes Sep. Use me then Womanish fear farewell I 'le never melt more Lead on to some great thing to wake my spirit I cut the Cedar Pompey and I 'le fell This huge Oak Caesar too Pho. Now thou singst sweetly And Ptolomy shall crown thee for thy service Achil. He 's well wrought put him on apace for cooling Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Caesar Antony Dolabella Ant. THE tumult still encreases Caesar O my fortune My lustfull folly rather but 't is well And worthily I am made a bondmans prey That after all my glorious victories In which I pass'd so many Seas of dangers When all the Elements conspir'd against me Would yield up the dominion of this head To any mortal power so blind and stupid To trust these base Egyptians that proclaim'd Their perjuries in noble Pompeys death And yet that could not warn me Dol. Be still Caesar Who ever lov'd to exercise his fate Where danger look't most dreadful Ant. If you fall Fall not alone let the King and his Sister â—e buried in your ruines on my life They both are guilty reason may assure you Photinus nor Achillas durst attempt you Or shake one Dart or sword aim'd at your safety Without their warrant Caesar For the young King I know not How he may be misled but for his Sister Unequall'd Cleopatra 't were a kind Of blasphemy to doubt her ugly treason Durst never dwell in such a glorious building Nor can so clear and great a spirit as hers is Admit of falsehood Ant. Let us seize on him then And leave her to her fortune Ptol. If he have power Use it to your security and let His honesty acquit him if he be false It is too great an honour he should dye By your victorious hand Caesar He comes and I Shall do as I find cause Enter Ptolomy Achoreus Apollodorus Ptol. Let not great Caesar Impute the breach of hospitality To you my guest to me I am contemn'd And my rebellious subjects lift their hands Against my head and would they aim'd no farther Provided that I fell a sacrifice To gain you safety that this is not feign'd The boldness of my innocence may confirm you Had I been privy to their bloody plot I now had led them on and given fair gloss To their bad cause by being present with them But I that yet taste of the punishment In being false to Pompey will not make A second fault to Caesar uncompel'd With such as have not yet shook off obedience I yield my self to you and will take part In all your dangers Caesar This pleads your excuse And I receive it Ach. If they have any touch Of justice or religion I will use The authority of our Gods to call them back From their bad purpose Apo. This part of the palace Is yet defensible we may make it good Till your powers rescue us Caesar Caesar besieg'd O stain to my great actions 't was my custom An Army routed as my feet had wings To be first in the chase nor walls nor Bulworks Could guard those that escap'd the Battels fury From this strong Arm and I to be enclos'd My heart my heart but 't is necessity To which the Gods must yield and I obey 'Till I redeem it by some glorious way Exeunt SCENA II. Enter Photinus Achillas Septinius Souldiers Pho. There 's no retiring now we are broke in The deed past hope of pardon if we prosper 'T will be stil'd lawfull and we shall give laws To those that now command us stop not at Or loyalty or duty bold ambition To dare and power to do gave the first difference Between the King and subject Caesars Motto Aut Caesar aut Nihil each of us must claim And use it as our own Achil. The deed is bloody If we conclude in Ptolomies death Pho. The better The globe of Empire must be so manur'd Sep. Rome that from Romulus first took her name Had her walls water'd with a Crimson showr Drain'd from a Brothers heart nor was she rais'd To this prodigious height that overlooks Three full parts of the Earth that pay her tribute But by enlarging of her marrow bounds By
sleep Achil. He rowz'd them with his Sword We talk of Mars but I am sure his Courage Admits of no comparison but it self And as inspir'd by him his following friends With such a confidence as young Eagles prey Under the large wing of their fiercer Dam Brake through our Troops and scatter'd them he went on But still pursu'd by us when on the sudden He turn'd his head and from his Eyes slew terrour Which strook in us no less fear and amazement Than if we had encounter'd with the lightning Hurl'd from Jove's cloudy Brow Cleo. 'T was like my Caesar Achil. We faln back he made on and as out fear Had parted from us with his dreadful looks Again we follow'd but got near the Sea On which his Navy anchor'd in one hand Holding a Scroll he had above the waves And in the other grasping fast his Sword As it had been a Trident forg'd by Vulcan To calm the raging Ocean he made away As if he had been Neptune his friends like So many Tritons follow'd their bold shouts Yielding a chearful musick we showr'd darts Upon them but in vain they reach'd their ships And in their safety we are sunk for Caesar Prepares for War Pho. How fell the King Achil. Unable To follow Caesar he was trod to death By the Pursuers and with him the Priest Of Isis good Achoreus Ars May the Earth Lye gently on their ashes Pho. I feel now That there are powers above us and that 't is not Within the searching policies of man To alter their decrees Cleo. I laugh at thee Where are thy threats now Fool thy scoffs and scorns Against the gods I see calamity Is the best Mistress of Religion And can convert an Atheist Shout within Pho. O they come Mountains fall on me O for him to dye That plac'd his Heaven on Earth is an assurance Of his descent to Hell where shall I hide me The greatest daring to a man dishonest Is but a Bastard Courage ever fainting Exit Enter Caesar Sceva Antony Dolabella Caes Look on your Caesar banish fear my fairest You now are safe Sce. By Venus not a kiss Till our work be done the Traitors once dispatch'd To it and we 'll cry aim Caes I will be speedy Exeunt Cleo. Farewel again Arsino how now Eros Ever faint-hearted Eros But that I am assur'd Your Excellency can command the General I fear the Souldiers for they look as if They would be nibling too Cleo. He is all honour Nor do I now repent me of my favours Nor can I think that Nature e'r made a Woman That in her prime deserv'd him Enter Caesar Sceva Antonie Dolabella Souldiers with the Heads Ars He 's come back Pursue no further curb the Souldiers fury Caes See beauteous Mistris their accursed heads That did conspire against us Sce. Furies plague 'em They had too fair an end to dye like Souldiers Pompey fell by the Sword the Cross or Halter Should have dispatch'd them Caes All is but death good Sceva Be therefore satisfied and now my dearest Look upon Caesar as he still appear'd A Conquerour and this unfortunate King Entomb'd with honour we 'll to Rome where Caesar Will shew he can give Kingdoms for the Senate Thy Brother dead shall willingly decree The Crown of Egypt that was his to thee Exeunt oâ—â—â—es Prologue NEW Titles warrant not a Play for new The Subject being old and 't is as true Fresh and neat matter may with ease be fram'd Out of their Stories that have oft been nam'd With glory on the Stage what borrows he From him that wrote old Priam's Tragedy That writes his love to Hecuba Sure to tell Of Caesars amorous heats and how he fell In the Capitol can never be the same To the Judicious Nor will such blame Those who pen'd this for Barr'enness when they find Young Cleopatra here and her great Mind Express'd to the height with us a Maid and free And how he rated her Virginitie We treat not of what boldness she did dye Nor of her fatal Love to Antony What we present and offer to your view Upon their faiths the Stage yet never knew Let Reason then first to your Wills give laws And after judge of them and of their cause Epilogue I Now should wish another had my place But that I hope to come off and with Grace And but express some sign that you are pleas'd We of our doubts they of their fears are eas'd I would beg further Gentlemen and much say In favour of our selves them and the Play Did I not rest assur'd the most I see Hate Impudence and cherish Modestie THE Little French Lawyer A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Dinant a Gentleman that formerly loved and still pretended to love Lamira Cleremont a merry Gentleman his Friend Champernell a lame old Gentleman Husband to Lamira Vertaign a Noble-man and a Judge Beaupre Son to Vertaign Verdone Nephew to Champernell Monsieur La Writt a wrangling Advocate or the Little Lawyer Sampson a foolish Advocate Kinsman to Vertaign Provost Gentlemen Clients Servants WOMEN Lamira Wife to Champernell and Daughter to Vertaign Anabell Niece to Champernell Old Lady Nurse to Lamira Charlotte Waiting Gentlewoman to Lamira The Scene France The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Lowin John Vnderwood Robert Benfield Nicholas Toolie William Egleston Richard Sharpe Thomas Holcomb Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Dinant and Cleremont Din. DIsswade me not Clere. It will breed a brawl Din. I care not I wear a Sword Cler. And wear discretion with it Or cast it off let that direct your arm 'T is madness else not valour and more base Than to receive a wrong Din. Why would you have me Sit down with a disgrace and thank the doer We are not Stoicks and that passive courage Is only now commendable in Lackies Peasants and Tradesmen not in men of rank And qualitie as I am Cler. Do not cherish That daring vice for which the whole age suffers The blood of our bold youth that heretofore Was spent in honourable action Or to defend or to enlarge the Kingdom For the honour of our Country and our Prince Pours it self out with prodigal expence Upon our Mothers lap the Earth that bred us For every trifle and these private Duells Which had their first original from the Frcenh And for which to this day we are justly censured Are banisht from all civil Governments Scarce three in Venice in as many years In Forence they are rarer and in all The fair Dominions of the Spanish King They are never heard of Nay those neighbour Countries Which gladly imitate our other follies And come at a dear rate to buy them of us Begin now to detest them Din. Will you end yet Cler. And I have heard that some of our late Kings For the lie wearing of a Mistris favour A cheat at Cards or Dice and such like causes Have lost as many gallant Gentlemen As might have met the great Turk in
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
or for Surfeits A shaking fit of a whip sometimes o'retakes ye Marry you dye most commonly of choakings Obstructions of the halter are your ends ever Pray leave your horn and your knife for her to live on Eva. Poor wretched people why do you wrong your selves Though I fear'd death I should fear you ten times more You are every one a new death and an odious The earth will purifie corrupted bodies You 'll make us worse and stink eternally Go home go home and get good Nurses for you Dream not of Wives Fred. You shall have one of 'em if they dare venture for ye Evan. They are dead already Crawling diseases that must creep into The next grave they find open are these fit Husbands For her you have loved Sir though you hate me now And hate me mortally as I hate you Your nobleness in that you have done otherwise And named Evanthe once as your poor Mistris Might offer worthier choice Fre. Speak who dare take her for one moneth and then dye Phy. Dye Sir Fred. I dye Sir that 's the condition Phy. One moneth is too little For me to repent in for my former pleasure To go still on unless I were sure she would kill me And kill me delicately before my day Make it up a year for by that time I must dye My body will hold out no longer Fred. No Sir it must be but a moneth Law Then farewel Madam This is like to be a great year of dissention Among good people and I dare not lose it There will me money got Capt. Bless your good Ladiship there 's nothing in the grave but bones and ashes In Taverns there 's good wine and excellent wenches And Surgeons while we live Cutp. Adieu sweet Lady Lay me when I am dead near a rich Alderman I cannot pick his Purse no I 'le no dying Though I steal Linnen I 'le not steal my shrowd yet All. Send ye a happy match Exeunt Fool. And you all halters you have deserved 'em richly These do all Villanies and mischiefs of all sorts yet those they fear not To flinch where a fair wench is at the stake Evan. Come your sentence let me dye you see Sir None of your valiant men dare venture on me A Moneth's a dangerous thing Enter Valerio disguis'd Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Evan. Will you then be willing To dye at the time prefixt that I must know too And know it beyond doubt Fred. What if I did wench Evan. On that condition if I had it certain I would be your any thing and you should injoy me How ever in my nature I abhor you Yet as I live I would be obedient to you But when your time came how I should rejoyce How then I should bestir my self to thank ye To see your throat cut how my heart would leap Sir I would dye with you but first I would so torture ye And cow you in your end so despise you For a weak and wretched coward you must end sure Still make ye fear and shake despised still laugh at ye Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Cam. Stay there 's another and a Gentleman His habit shews no less may be his business Is for this Ladies love Fred. Say why ye come Sir and what you are Val. I am descended nobly a Prince by birth and by my trade a Souldier A Princes fellow Abidos brought me forth My Parents Duke Agenor and fair Egla My business hither to renew my love With a young noble spirit call'd Valerio Our first acquaintance was at Sea in fight Against a Turkish man of War a stout one Where Lyon-like I saw him shew his valour And as he had been made of compleat vertue Spirit and fire no dregs of dull earth in him Evan. Thou art a brave Gentleman and bravely speakest him Val. The Vessel dancing under him for joy And the rough whistling winds becalm'd to view him I saw the child of honour for he was young Deal such an Alms amongst the spightful Pagans His towring sword flew like an eager Falkon And round about his reach invade the Turks He had intrencht himself in his dead quarries The silver Crescents on the tops they carried Shrunk in their heads to see his rage so bloody And from his fury suffered sad eclipses The game of death was never plaid more nobly The meager thief grew wanton in his mischiefs And his shrunk hollow eyes smil'd on his ruinâ—s Evan. Heaven keep this Gentleman from being a Suitor For I shall ne'r deny him he 's so noble Val. But what can last long strength and spirit wasted And fresh supplies flew on upon this Gentleman Breathless and weary with oppression And almost kill'd with killing 't was my chance In a tall Ship I had to view the fight I set into him entertain'd the Turk And for an hour gave him so hot a breakfast He clapt all linnen up he had to save him And like a Lovers thought he fled our fury There first I saw the man I lov'd Valerio There was acquainted there my soul grew to him And his to me we were the twins of friendship Evan. Fortune protect this man or I shall ruine him Val. I made this voyage to behold my friend To warm my love anew at his affection But since I landed I have heard his fate My Father 's had not been to me more cruel I have lamented too and yet I keep The treasure of a few tears for you Lady For by description you were his Evanthe Evan. Can he weep that 's a stranger to my story And I stand still and look on Sir I thank ye If noble spirits after their departure Can know and wish certain his soul gives thanks too There are your tears again and when yours fail Sir Pray ye call to me I have some store to lend ye Your name Val. Vrbino Evan. That I may remember That little time I have to live your friendships My tongue shall study both Fred. Do you come hither only to tell this story Prince Vrbino Val. My business now is Sir to woo this Lady Evan. Blessing defâ—nd ye do you know the danger Val. Yes and I fear it not danger 's my play-fellow Since I was man 'thas been my best companion I know your doom 't is for a Moneth you give her And then his life you take that marries her Fred. 'T is true nor can your being born a Prince If you accept the offer free you from it Val. I not 〈◊〉 it I have cast the worst And even that worst to me is many blessings I lov'd my friend not mâ—asuâ—'d out by time Nor hireâ— by circumstance of place and honour But for his wealthy self and worth I lov'd him His minâ— and noble mold he ever mov'd in And wooe his friend because she was worthy of him The only relique that he left behind Sir To give his ashes honour Lady take me And in me keep Valerio's love alive
tenderness In his affection to me that no dotage But a reward of humbleness the friendship Echo'd through France between him and Lisander All make against her for him in his absence What ever imputation it draw on me I must take leave to speak 't is true he lov'd me But not in such a wanton way his reason Master'd his passions I grant I had At mid-night conference with him but if he Ever receiv'd a farther favour from me Than what a Sister might give to a Brother May I sink quick and thus much did he know The shame I suffer for him with the loss Of his life for appearing on my soul He would maintain Enter Lisander and Alcidon Lisa And will thou clear example of womens pureness King Though we hold her such Thou hast express'd thy self a desperate fool To thrust thy head into the Lions jawes The justice of thy King Lisan I came prepar'd for t And offer up a guilty life to clear Her innocence the oath she took I swear to And for Cleanders death to purge my self From any colour malice can paint on me Or that she had a hand in 't I can prove That fatal night when he in his own house fell And many daies before I was distant from it A long daies journey Clarin. I am caught Ber. If so How came your sword into this stewards hands stand forth Mal. I have heard nothing that you spake I know I must dye and what kind of death Pray you resolve me I shall go away else In a qualm I am very faint Enter Leon Servants and Guard King Carry him off his sear will kill him Ex. with Mal. Dor. Sir 't was my ambition My Daughters reputation being wounded I' th' general opinion to have it Cur'd by a publick trial I had else Forborn your Majesties trouble I 'le bring forth Cleanders murtherer in a wood I heard him As I rode sadly by unto himself With some compunction though this devil had none Lament what he had done cursing her lust That drew him to that blody fact Le. To lessen The foulness of it for which I know justly I am to suffer and with my last breath To free these innocents I do confess all This wicked woman only guilty with me Clari. Is' t come to this thou puling Rogue dye thou With prayers in thy mouth I 'le curse the laws By which I suffer all I grieve for is That I dye unreveng'd Leon. But one word more Sir And I have done I was by accident where Lisander met with Cloridon and Crysanthes Was an ear witness when he sought for peace Nay begg'd it upon colder terms than can Almost find credit his past deeds considered But they deaf to his reasons severally Assaulted him but such was his good fortune That both fell under it upon my death I take it uncompel'd that they were guilty Of their own violent ends and he against His will the instrument Acâ— This I will swear too for I was not far off Dor. They have alledg'd As much to wake your sleeping mercy Sir As all the Advocates of France can plead In his defence King The criminal judge shall sentence These to their merits with mine own hand Lady I take you from the bar and do my self Pronounce you innocent Ex. with Leon and Clari. All. Long live the King King And to confirm you stand high in our favour And as some recompence for what you have With too much rigour in your trial suffered Ask what you please becoming me to grant And be possest of 't Cal. Sir I dare not doubt Your royal promise in a King it is A strong assurance that emboldens me Upon my humble knees to make my boon Lisander's pardon Dor. My good Genius did prompt her to it 〈◊〉 At your feet thus prostrate I second her petition Alci Never King Pour'd forth his mercie on a worthier subject Ber. To witness my repentance for the wrong In my unjust suspicion I did both I join in the same suit Lis The life you give Still ready to lay down for your service Shall be against your enemies imploy'd Nor hazarded in brawles All. Mercie dread Sir King So many pressing me and with such reasons Moving compassion I hope it will not Be censur'd levity in me though I borrow In this from justice to relieve my mercy I grant his pardon at your intercession But still on this condition you Lisander In expiation of your guilt shall build A monument for my Cloridon and Crysanthes And never henceforth draw a Sword but when By us you are commanded in defence of The flower de Luce and after one years sorrow For your dear friend Cleanders wretched fate Marry Calista Enter Lidian Lis On your sacred hand I vow to do it seriously Lid. Great Sir stay Leave not your seat of justice till you have Given sentence in a cause as much important As this you have determined King Lidian Enter Clarange and Frier Lid. He Sir your humblest subject Jaccuse Clarange Of falshood in true friendship at the height We both were suiters to this Lady both Injoyn'd one pennance Clar. Trouble not the King With an unnecessarie repetition Of what the court 's familiar with already Kin. Clarange Dor. With a shaven crown Olin. Most strange Clar. Look on thy rival your late servant Madam But now devoted to a bâ—tter Mistris The Church whose orders I have took upon me There deliver up my interest to her And what was got with cunning as you thought I simply thus surrender heretofore You did outstrip me in the race of friâ—ndship I am your equal now Dor. A suit soo◠〈◊〉 Clar. And joyning thus your hands I know 〈…〉 I may do in the Church my Friers Oâ—â— In marrying you Lid 〈◊〉 victory is 〈◊〉 Sir King It is a glorious one and well sets oâ— Our Scene of mâ—rcy to the dead we tender Our sorrow to the living ample wishes Of future happiness 't is a Kings duty To prove himself a Father to his subjects And I shall hold it if this wâ—ll succeed A meritorious and praise worthy deed Exeunt Prologue A Story and a known one long since writ Truth must take place and by an able wit Foul mouth'd detraction daring not deny To give so much to Fletchers memory If so some may object why then do you Present an old piece to us for a new Or wherefore will your profest Writer be Not tax'd of theft before a Plagiary To this he answers in his just defence And to maintain to all our Innocence Thus much though he hath travell'd the same way Demanding and receiving too the pay For new Poem you may find it due He having neither cheated us nor you He vowes and deeply that he did nor spare The utmost of his strengths and his best care In the reviving it and though his powers Could not as he desired in three short hours Contract the Subject and much less express The changes and the various
't he briefly answer'd That he had sate in judgement on himself And found that he deserv'd them that he was A Ravisher and so to suffer like one Which is the reason of my tears he addeth For wer 't not I again should break the Laws By scorning all their rigor can inflict I should dye smiling Euph. I forbear to wonder That you were mov'd that saw this I am struck With the relation so 'T is very well See all things ready I do wish I could Send comfort to the Prince be ready with him 'T is in the Queens breast only which for us Bar brought in To search into were sauciness to determine What she thinks fit Enter Leonidas with Merione in white Euphanes with Beliza in black Queen Agenor Conon Marshal with Theamor Crates Sosicles Eraton Lords Ladies Guard Lord. Make way there for the Queen Quee. Read first the Law and what our Ancestors Have in this case provided to deter Such like offenders To you gentle Ladies This only Would I could as well give comfort As bid you you be secure from fear or doubt Of our displeasure be as confident As if your plea were ' gainst a common man To have all right from us I will not grieve For what 's not worth my pitty Read the Law Clerk reads Lycurgus the nineteenth against Rapes It is provided and publickly enacted and confirmed That any man of what degree soever offering violence to the chastity of a Virgin shall Ipso facto be lyable to her accusation and according to the said Law be censur'd Ever provided that it shall be in the choice of the said Virgin so abused either to compell the Offender to marry her without a Dowry if so she will be satisfied or demanding his head for the offence to have that accordingly performed Qâ— You hear this what do you demand Mer. The benefit The Law allows me Bel. For the injury Done to mine Honor I require his head Mer. I likewise have an eye upon mine Honor But knowing that his death cannot restore it I ask him for my Husband Bel. I was ravish'd And will have justice Mer. I was ravish'd too I kneel for mercy Bel. I demand but what The Law allows me Mer. That which I desire Is by the same Law warranted Bel. The Rape On me hath made a forfeit of his life Which in revenge of my disgrace I plead for Mer. The Rape on me gives me the priviledge To be his Wife and that is all I sue for Age. A doubtful case Leo. Such pretty Lawyers yet I never saw nor read of Euph. May the Queen Favour your sweet plea Madam Bel. Is that justice Shall one that is to suffer for a Rape Be by a Rape defended Look upon The publick enemy of chastity This lustful Satyr whose enrag'd desires The ruine of one wretched Virgins honor Would not suffice and shall the wrack of two Be his protection May be I was ravish'd For his lust only thou for his defence O fine evasion shall with such a slight Your Justice be deluded your Laws cheated And he that for one fact deserv'd to die For sinning often find impunity But that I know thee I would swear thou wert A false Impostor and suborn'd to this And it may be thou art Merione For hadst thou suffer'd truly what I have done Thou wouldst like me complain and call for vengeance And our wrongs being equal I alone Should not desire revenge But be it so If thou prevail even he will punish it And foolish mercy shew'd to him undo thee Consider fool before it be too late What joys thou canst expect from such a Husband To whom thy first and what 's more forc'd embraces Which men say heighten pleasure were distastful Mer. 'T was in respect that then they were unlawful Unbless'd by Hymen and left stings behind them Which from the marriage-bed are ever banish'd Let this Court be then the image of Joves throne Upon which grace and mercy still attend To intercede between him and his Justice And since the Law allows as much to me As she can challenge let the milder sentence Which best becomes a Mother and a Queen Now overcome nor let your wisdom suffer In doing right to her I in my wrong Indure a second Ravishment Bel. You can free him Only from that which does concern your self Not from the punishment that 's due to me Your injuries you may forgive not mine I plead mine own just wreak which will right both Where that which you desire robs me of justice 'T is that which I appeal to Mer. Bloody Woman Dost thou desire his punishment Let him live then For any man to marry where he likes not Is still a lingring torment Bel. For one Rape One death 's sufficient that way cannot catch me Mer. To you I fly then to your mercy Madam Exempting not your Justice be but equal And since in no regard I come behind her Let me not so be undervalu'd in Your Highness favor that the world take notice You so preferr'd her that in her behalf You kill'd that Son you would not save for me Mercy O mercy Madam Bel. Great Queen justice Age. With what a Masculine constancy the grave Lady hath heard them both Leo. Yet how unmov'd she sits In that which most concerns her Con. Now she rises And having well weigh'd both their arguments Resolves to speak Euph. And yet again she pauses O Conon such a resolution once A Roman told me he had seen in Cato Before he kill'd himself Qu. 'T is now determin'd Merione I could wish I were no Queen To give you satisfaction no Mother Beliza to content you and would part Even with my being both might have their wishes But since that is impossible in few words I will deliver what I am resolved on The end for which all profitable Laws Were made looks two ways only the reward Of innocent good men and the punishment Of bad Delinquents Ours concerning Rapes Provided that same latter of Marriage For him that had fall'n once not then foreseeing Mankind could prove so monstrous to tread twice A path so horrid The great Law-giver Draco That for his strange severity Was said to write his stern Decrees in blood Made none for Parricides presuming that No man could be so wicked Such might be Lycurgus answer did he live for this But since I find that in my Sonnet which was not Doubted in any else I will add to it He cannot marry both but for both dying Both have their full revenge You see Beliza You have your wish with you Merione I 'll spend a tear or two so Heaven forgive thee The Upon my knees I do approve your judgement And beg that you would put it into act With all speed possible only that I may Having already made peace with my self Part so with all the world Princely Agenor I ask your pardon yours my Lord Euphanes And Crates with the rest too I forgive you Do you the
death indeed Pen. It shall be sharp Sir Petill. Why Mithridates was an arrant asse To dye by poison if all Bosphorus Could lend him Swords your Sword must do the deed 'T is shame to dye choak'd fame to dye and bleed Pen. Thou hast confirmed me and my good Petillius Tell me no more I may live Petill. 'T was my Commission But now I see ye in a nobler way A way to make all even Pen. Fare-well Captain Be a good man and fight well be obedient Command thy self and then thy men Why shakest thou Petill. I do not Sir Pen. I would thou hadst Petillius I would find something to forsake the world with Worthy the man that dies a kind of earth-quake Through all stern valors but mine own Petill. I feel now A kind of trembling in me Pen. Keep it still As thou lov'st virtue keep it Petill. And brave Captain The graet and honoured Penyus Pen. That again O how it heightens me again Petillius Petill. Most excellent Commander Pen. Those were mine Mine only mine Petill. They are still Pen. Then to keep 'em For ever falling more have at ye heavens Ye everlasting powers I am yours The work 's done Kills himself That neither fire nor age nor melting envy Shall ever conquer Carry my last words To the great General kiss his hands and say My soul I give to heaven my fault to justice Which I have done upon my self my virtue If ever there was any in Poor Penyus Made more and happier light on him I faint And where there is a foe I wish him fortune I dye lye lightly on my ashes gentle earth Petill. And on my sin Farewell great Penyus Noise within The souldier is in fury Now I am glad 'T is done before he comes This way for me The way of toile for thee the way of honor Exit Enter Drusus and Regulus with Souldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. What will ye do Reg. Good soldiers honest soldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. Kill us first we command too Reg. Valiant Soldiers Consider but whose life ye seek O Drusus Bid him be gone he dies else Shall Rome say Ye most approved Souldiers her dear children Devoured the fathers of the fights shall rage And stubborn fury guide those swords to slaughter To slaughter of their own to civil ruine Dru. O let 'em in all 's done all 's ended Regulus Penyus has found his last eclipse Come Souldiers Come and behold your miseries come bravely Full of your mutinous and bloody angers And here bestow your darts O only Romane O father of the Wars Reg. Why stand ye stupid Where be your killing furies whose sword now Shall first be sheath'd in Penyus do ye weep Howl out ye wretches ye have cause howl ever Who shall now lead ye fortunate whose valor Preserve ye to the glory of your Countrey Who shall march out before ye coy'd and courted By all the Mistrisses of War care counsel Quick-ey'd experience and victory twin'd to him Who shall beget ye deeds beyond inheritance To speak your names and keep your honors living When children faill and time that takes all with him Build houses for ye to oblivion Dru. O ye poor desperate fools no more now souldiers Go home and hang your arms up let rust rot 'em And humble your stern valors to soft prayers For ye have sunk the frame of all your virtues The sun that warm'd your bloods is set for ever I 'll kiss thy honor'd cheek Farewell great Penyus Thou thunder-bolt farewell Take up the body To morrow morning to the Camp convey it There to receive due Ceremonies That eye That blinds himself with weeping gets most glory Exeunt with a dead march Scaena Quarta Enter Swetonius Junius Decius Demetrius Curius and Souldiers Bonduca two Daughters and Nennius above Drum and Colours Swet. Bring up the Catapults and shake the wall We will not be out out-brav'd thus Nen. Shake the earth Ye cannot shake our souls Bring up your Rams And with their armed heads make the Fort totter Ye do but rock us into death Exit Nennius Jun. See Sir See the Icenian Queen in all her glory From the strong battlements proudly appearing As if she meant to give us lashes Dec. Yeild Queen Bond. I am unacquainted with that language Roman Swet. Yield honour'd Lady and expect our mercy Exit Decius We love thy nobleness Bond. I thank ye ye say well But mercy and love are sins in Rome and hell Swet. Ye cannot scape our strength ye must yield Lady Ye must adore and fear the power of Rome â—ond If Rome be earthly why should any knee With bending adoration worship her She 's vitious and your partial selves confess Aspires the height of all impiety Therefore 't is fitter I should reverence The thatched houses where the Britains dwell In careless mirth where the blest houshold gods See nought but chast and simple purity 'T is not high power that makes a place divine Nor that the men from gods derive their line But sacred thoughts in holy bosoms stor'd Make people noble and the place ador'd Swet. Beat the wall deeper Bond. Beat it to the center We will not sink one thought Swet. I 'll make ye Bond. No. 2. Dau. O mother these are fearful hours speak gently Enter Petillius To these fierce men they will afford ye pitty Bond. Pitty thou fearful girl 't is for those wretches That misery makes tame Wouldst thou live less Wast not thou born a Princess Can my blood And thy brave fathers spirit suffer in thee So base a separation from thy self As mercy from these Tyrants Thou lov'st lust sure And long'st to prostitute thy youth and beauty To common slaves for bread Say they had mercy The divel a relenting conscience The lives of Kings rest in their Diadems Which to their bodies lively souls do give And ceasing to be Kings they cease to live Show such another fear and I 'll fling thee to their fury Swet. He is dead then Petill. I think so certainly yet all my means Sir Even to the hazzard of my life Swet. No more We must not seem to mourn here Enter Decius Dec. There 's a breach made Is it your will we charge Sir Swet. Once more mercy Mercy to all that yield Bond. I scorn to answer Speak to him girl and hear thy Sister 1. Dau. General Hear me and mark me well and look upon me Directly in my face my womans face Whose only beauty is the hate it bears ye See with thy narrowest eyes thy sharpest wishes Into my soul and see what there inhabits See if one fear one shadow of a terror One paleness dare appear but from my anger To lay hold on your mercies No ye fools Poor fortunes fools we were not born for triumphs To follow your gay sports and fill your slaves With hoots and acclamations Petill. Brave behaviour 1. Dau. The children of as great as Rome as noble Our names before
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
own advice My friends engag'd too Jul. You stand further bound Than to weak men that have betrai'd themselves Or to my counsel though then just and loyal Your phansie hath been good but not your judgement In choice of such to side you will you leap From a steep Tower because a desperate fool Does it and trusts the wind to save his hazard There 's more expected from you all mens eies are fixt On Virolet to help not hurt them Make good their hopes and ours you have sworn often That you dare credit me and allow'd me wise Although a woman even Kings in great actions Wait opportunity and so must you Sir Or loose your understanding Vir. Thou art constant I am uncertain fool a most blind fool Be thou my guide Jul. If I fail to direct you For torment or reward when I am wretched May constancy forsake me Vir. I 've my safety Enter Castruchio and Villio Vil. Why are you rapt thus Cast Peace thou art a fool Vil. But if I were a flatterer like your worship I should be wise and rich too There are few else that prosper Bawds excepted They hold an equal place there Cast A shrewd knave But oh the King the happy King Vil. Why happy In bearing a great burthen Cast What bears he That 's born on Princes shoulders Vil. A Crowns weight Which sets more heavy on his head than the Oar Slaves dig out of the Mines of which 't is made Cast Thou worthily art his fool to think that heavy That carries him in the air the reverence due To that most sacred Gold makes him ador'd His Footsteps kist his smiles to raise a begger To a Lords fortune and when he but frowns The City quakes Vil. Or the poor Cuckolds in it Coxcombs I should say I am of a fool Grown a Philosopher to hear this parasite Cast The delicates he is serv'd with see and envy Vil. I had rather have an Onion with a stomack Than these without one Cast The Celestial Musick Such as the motion of the eternal sphears Still musick Yields Jove when he drinks Nectar Vil. Here 's a fine knave yet hath too many fellows Cast Then the beauties That with variety of chice embraces These pass o'r Renew his age Vil. Help him to crouch rather And the French Cringe they are excellent Surgeons that way Cast Oh Majesty let others think of heaven While I contemplate thee Vil. This is not Atheisme but Court observance Cast Now the God appears usher'd with earth-quakes Vil. Base Idolatry Flourish Enter Ferrand Guard Women Servants Fer. These meats are poisoned hang The Cooks no note more on Forfeit of your fingers do you Envie me a minutes slumber what are these 1 Gu. The Ladies appointed by your Majesty Fer. To the purpose for what appointed 1 Gu. For your graces pleasure Fer. To suck away the little blood is left me By my continual cares I am not apt now Injoy them first taste of my Diet once And your turns serv'd for fifty Crowns apiece Their Husbands may redeem them Wo. Great Sir mercy Fer. I am deaf why stare you is what we command To be disputed who 's this bring you the dead T' upbraid me to my face Cast Hold Emperor Hold mightiest of Kings I am thy vassal Thy footstool that durst not presume to look On thy offended face Fer. Castruchio rise Cast Let not the lightning of thy eie consume me Nor hear that musical tongue in dreadful thunder That speaks all mercy Vil. Here 's no flattering rogue Cast Ferrand that is the Father of his people The glory of mankind Fer. No more no word more And while I tell my troubles to my self Be Statues without motion of voice Though to be flatter'd is an itch to greatness It now offends me Vil. Here 's the happy man But speak who dares Fer. When I was innocent I yet remember I could eat and sleep Walk unaffrighted but now terrible to others My guards cannot keep fear from me It still pursues me Oh! my wounded conscience The Bed I would rest in is stuft with thorns The grounds strew'd o'r with adders and with aspicks Where e'r I set my foot but I am in And what was got with cruelty with blood Must be defended though this life 's a hell I fear a worse hereafter Ha! Enter Ronvere and Guard Ron. My Lord. Fer. Welcome Ronvere welcome my golden plummer With which I sound mine enemies depths and angers Hast thou discover'd Ron. All as you could wish Sir The Plot and the contrivers was made one Of the conspiracie Fer. Is Virolet in Ron. The head of all he only scented me And from his fear that I plaid false is fled The rest I have in fetters Fer. Death and Hell Next to my mortal foe the pirate Sesse I aim'd at him he 's virtuous and wise A lover of his freedom and his Countries Dangerous to such as govern by the sword And so to me no tract which way he went No means to overtake him Ron. There 's some hope left But with a rough hand to be seiz'd upon Fer. What is' t Ron. If any know or where he is Or which way he is fled it is his wife Her with his Father I have apprehended And brought among the rest Fer. 'T was wisely order'd Go fetch them in and let my executioners Exit Ronvere Appear in horror with the rack Vil. I take it Signior this is no time for you to flatter Or me to fool in Cast Thou art wise in this let 's off it is unsafe to be near Jove When he begins to thunder Vil. Good morality Exit Fer. I that have pierc'd into the hearts of men Forc'd them to lay open with my looks Secrets whose least discovery was death Will rend for what concerns my life the fortress Of a weak womans faith Enter Ronvere Guard Executioners with a Rack Camillo Brissonet Pandulfo Juliana Ca. What e're we suffer The weight that loads a Traitors Heart sits ever heavy on thine Briss As we are caught by thee Fall thou by others Ron. Pish poor fools your curses will Never reach me Jul. Now by my Virolets life Father this is a glorious stage of murther Here are fine properties too and such spectators As will expect good action to the life Let us perform our parts and we shall live When these are rotten would we might begin once Are you the Master of the company Troth you are tedious now Fer. She does deride me Jul. Thee and thy power if one poor syllable Could win me an assurance of thy favor I would not speak it I desire to be The great example of thy cruelty To whet which on know Ferrand I alone Can make discovery where my Virolet is Whose life I know thou aim'st at but if tortures Compel me to 't may hope of heaven forsake me I dare thy worst Fer. Are we contemn'd Jul. Thou art Thou and thy Ministers my life is thine But in the death of victory
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
knew your valour And love to me Py. 'T was not a fair thing Uncle It shew'd not handsome carried no man in it Ruy. I must confess 't was ill and I abhor it Only this good has risen from this evil I have tried your honesty and find proof A constancy that will not be corrupted And I much honor it Py. This Bell sounds better Ruy. My anger now and that disgrace I have suffer'd Shall be more manly vented and wip'd off And my sick honor cur'd the right and straight way My Sword 's in my hand now Nephew my cause upon it And man to man one valour to another My hope to his Py. Why this is like Ruy Dias This carries something of some substance in it Some mettle and some man this sounds a Gentleman And now methinks ye utter what becomes ye To kill men scurvily 't is such a dog-trick Such a Rat-catchers occupation Ru. It is no better But Pyniero now Py. Now you do bravely Ru. The difference of our States flung by forgotten The full opinion I have won in service And such respects that may not shew us equal Laid handsomly aside only our fortunes And single manhoods Py. In a service Sir Of this most noble nature all I am If I had ten lives more those and my fortunes Are ready for ye I had thought ye had for sworn fighting Or banish'd those brave thoughts were wont to wait upon you I am glad to see 'em call'd home agen Ruy. They are Nephew And thou shalt see what fire they carry in them Here you guess what this means Shews a challenge Py. Yes very well Sir A portion of Scripture that puzles many an interpreter Ruy. As soon as you can find him Py. That will not be long Uncle And o' my conscience he 'll be ready as quickly Ruy. I make no doubt good Nephew carry it so If you can possible that we may fight Py. Nay you shall fight assure your self Ru. Pray ye hear me In some such place where it may be possible The Princess may behold us Py. I conceive ye Upon the sand behind the Castle Sir A place remote enough and there be windows Out of her Lodgings too or I am mistaken Ruy. Y' are i' th' right if ye can work that handsomly Py. Let me alone and pray be you prepar'd Some three hours hence Ruy. I will not fail Py. Get you home And if you have any things to dispose of Or a few light prayers That may befriend you run 'em over quickly I warrant I 'll bring him on Ruy. Farewel Nephew And when we meet again Py. I I fight handsomly Take a good draught or two of Wine to settle ye 'T is an excellent armour for an ill conscience Uncle I am glad to see this mans conversion I was afraid fair honor had been bed-rid Or beaten out o' th' Island soldiers and good ones Intended such base courses he will fight now And I believe too bravely I have seen him Curry a fellows carkasse handsomely And in the head of a troop stand as if he had been rooted there Dealing large doles of death what a rascal was I I did not see his Will drawn What does she here Enter Quisara If there be any mischief towards a woman makes one still Now what new business is for me Quisar I was sending for ye But since we have met so fair You have sav'd that labour I must intreat you Sir Py. Any thing Madam Your Wils are my Commands Quisar Y' are nobly courteous Upon my better thoughts Signior Pyniero And my more peaceable considerations Which now I find the richer ornaments I wou'd desire you to attempt no farther Against the person of the noble stranger In truth I am asham'd of my share in 't Nor be incited farther by your Uncle I see it will sit ill upon your person I have considered and it will shew ugly Carried at best a most unheard of cruelty Good Sir desist Py. You speak now like a woman And wondrous well this tenderness becomes ye But this you must remember your command Was laid on with a kiss and seriously It must be taken off the same way Madam Or I stand bound still Quisar That shall not endanger ye Look ye fair Sir thus I take off that duty Py. By th' mass 't was soft and sweet Some bloods would bound now And run a tilt do not you think bright beauty You have done me in this kiss a mighty favour And that Island bound by virtue of this honor To do what ever you command me Quisar I think Sir From me these are unusual courtefies And ought to be respected so there are some And men of no mean rank would hold themselves Not poorly blest to taste of such a bounty Py. I know there are that wou'd do many unjust things For such a kiss and yet I hold this modest All villanies body and soul dispense with For such a provocation kill their kindred Demolish the fair credits of their Parents Those kisses I am not acquainted with most certain Madam The appurtenance of this kiss wou'd not provoke me To do a mischief 't is the devils own dance To be kiss'd into cruelty Quisar I am glad you make that use Sir Py. I am gladder That you made me believe you were cruel For by thiS hand I know I am so honest However I deceiv'd ye 't was high time too Some common slave might have been set upon it else That willingly I wou'd not kill a dog That could but fetch and carry for a woman She must be a good woman made me kick him And that will be hard to find to kill a man â—f you will give me leave to get another Or any she that plaid the best game at it And 'fore a womans anger prefer her fancy Quisar I take it in you well Py. I thank ye Lady And I shall study to confirm it Quisar Do Sir For this time and this present cause I allow it Most holy Sir Enter Governor Quisana and Panura Gov. Bless ye my Royal Daughter And in you bless this Island Heaven Quisar Good Aunt What think ye of this man Quisan Sure h' is a wise man And a Religious he tells us things have hapened So many years ago almost forgotten As readily as if they were done this hour Quisar Does he not meet with your sharp tongue Pan. He tells me Madam Marriage and mouldy Cheese will make me tamer Gov. A stubborn keeper and worse fare An open stable and cold care Will tame a Jade may be your snare Pan. Bi r Lady a sharp prophet when this proves good I 'll bequeath you a skin to make ye a Hood Gov. Lady I would talk with you Quisar Do reverend Sir Gov. And for your good for that that must concern ye And give ear wisely to me Quisar I shall father Gov. You are a Princess of that excellence â—â—etness and grace that Angel-like fair feature Nay do not blush I do
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
go ill deny it boldly Sir trust me he cannot prove it by you Leu. What Bach. You 'll make all worse too with your facing it Leuc. What is the matter Leon. Know'st thou that petition Look on it well wouldst thou be joyn'd with me Unnaturall child to be weary of me E'r Fate esteem me sit for other worlds Bac. May be he knows not of it Leu. Oh strange carriages Sir as I have hope that there is any thing To reward doing well my usages Which have been but 't is no matter what Have put me so far from the thought of Greatness That I should welcome it like a disease That grew upon me and I could not cure They are my enemies that gave you this And yet they call me friend and are themselves I fear abus'd I am weary of my life For Gods sake take it from me it creates More mischief in the State than it is worth The usage I have had I know would make Wisdom her self run frantick through the streets And Patience quarrel with her shadow Sir this sword Bac. Alas help for the love of Heaven Make way through me first for he is your Father Leon. What would he kill me Bac. No Sir no. Leon. Thou always makes mak'st the best on 't but I sear Leu. Why do you use me thus who is' t can think That I would kill my Father that can yet Forbear to kill you Here Sir is my sword I dare not touch it lest she say again I would have kill'd you let me not have mercy When I most need it if I would not change Place with my meanest servant Let these faults Be mended Madam if you saw how ill They did become you you would part with them Bac. I told the Duke as much before Leu. What what did you tell him Bac. That it was only an ambition Nurst in you by your youth provok'd you thus Which age would take away Leon. It was his doing then come hither Love Bac. No indeed Sir Leu. How am I made that I can bear all this If any one had us'd a friend of mine ne'r this My hand had carried death about it Leon. Lead me hence Tellamon come my dear Bacha I shall find time for this Ism Madam you know I dare not speak before The King but you know well if not I 'll tell you You are the most wicked'st and most murderous Strumpet that ever was call'd Woman Bac. My Lord what can I do for him he shall command me Leon I know thou art too kind away I say Exit Leon. Bac. Tima. Tella. Isme Sir I am sure we dream this cannot be Leu. Oh that we did my wickedness has brought All this to pass else I should bear my self Enter Urania Isme Look doe you see who 's there your virtuous Mothers issue kill her yet take some little pidling revenge Leu. Away the whole Court calls her virtuous for they say she is unlike her Mother and if so she can have no vice Ism I 'll trust none of 'em that come of such a breed Leu. But I have found A kind of love in her to me alas Think of her death I dare be sworn for her She is as free from any hate to me As her bad Mother's full She was brought up I' th' Countrey as her tongue will let you know Enter Urania If you but talk with her with a poor Uncle Such as her Mother had Ism She 's come again Vra I would â—ene speak to the good Marquess my brother if I but thought he could abaid me Leu. Sister how do you Vra Very well I thank you Ism How does your good Mother Leu. Fie fie Ismenus for shame mock such an innocent soul as this Vra Feth a she be no good god may her so Leu. I know you wish it with your heart dear Sister but she is good I hope Ism Are you so simple to make so much of this Do you not know That all her wicked Mother labours for is but to raise Her to your right and leave her this Dukedom Vra I but ne'r Sir be afred For though she take th' ungain'st weas she can I 'll ne'er ha 't fro' you Leu. I should hate my self Ismenus If I should think of her simplicity Ought but extreamly well Ism Nay as you will Vra And though she be my Mother If she take any caurse to do you wrong If I can see 't youst quickly hear on 't Sir And so I 'll take my leave Leu. Farewel good Sister I thank you Exit Urania Ism You believe all this Leu. Yes Enter Timantus Ism A good faith doth well but methinks It were no hard matter now for her Mother to send her Yonder 's one you may trust if you will too Leu. So I wiâ—l if he can shew me as apparent signs Of truth as she did Does he weep Ismenus Ism Yes I think so some good 's happen'd I warrant Do you hear you What honest man has scap'd misery that thou art crying thus Tim. Noble Ismenus where 's the Prince Ism Why there hast wept thine eyes out Tim. Sir I beseech you hear me Leu. Well speak on Ism Why will you hear him Leu. Yes Ismenus why Ism I would hear blasphemy as willingly Leu. You are too blame Tim. No Sir he is not to blame If I were as I was Ism Nor as thou art ysaith awhit too blame Leu. What 's your business Tim. Faith Sir I am ashamed to speak before you My conscience tells me I have injur'd you And by the earnest instigation Of others have not done you to the King Always the best and friendliest ostices Which pardon me or I will never speak Ism Never pardon him and silence a knave Leu. I pardon thee Tim. Your Mother sure is naught Leu. Why shouldst thou think so Tim. Oh noble Sir your honest eyes perceive not The dangers you are led to shame upon her And what fell miseries the gods can think on Shower down upon her wicked head she has plotted I know too well your death would my poor life Or thousand such as mine is might be offer'd Like sacrifices up for your preserving What free oblations would she have to glut her But she is merciless and bent to ruin If heaven and good men step not to your rescue And timely very timely Oh this Dukedom I weep I weep for the poor Orphans i' th' Countrey Left with but Friends or Parents Leu. Now Ismenus what think you of this fellow This was a lying knave a flatterer Does not this Love still shew him so Ism This Love this Halter if he prove not yet The cunning'st rankest rogue that ever Canted I 'll never see man again I know him to bring And can interpret every new face he makes Look how he wrings like a good stool for a tear Take heed Children and Fools First feel the smart Then weep Leu. Away away such an unkind distrust Is worse than a dissembling if it be one And
appetite Which every creature in his stomach feels Oh leave leave yet at last thus to torment me Three several Sallads have I sacrific'd Bedew'd with precious oil and vinegar Already to appease thy greedy wrath Boy Boy Sir Laza. Will the Count speak with me Boy One of his Gentlemen is gone to inform him of your coming Sir Laza. There is no way left for me to compass the fish-Fish-head but by being presently made known to the Duke Boy That will be hard Sir Laza. When I have tasted of this sacred dish Then shall my bones rest in my Fathers tomb In peace then shall I dye most willingly And as a dish be serv'd to satisfie Deaths hunger and I will be buried thus My Bier shall be a charger born by four The Cossin where I lye a powd'ring-tub Bestrew'd with Lettice and cool Sallad herbs My Winding-sheet of Tansies the black Guard Shall be my solemn Mourners and instead Of ceremonies wholsom burial Prayers A printed dirge in rhyme shall bury me Instead of tears let them pour Capon sauce upon my hâ—arse And salt instead of dust Manchets for stones for other glorious shields Give me a Voider and above my Hearse For a Trutch sword my naked knife stuck up The Count discovers himself Boy Master the Count 's here Laza. Where my Lord I do beseech you Count. Y' are very welcome Sir I pray you stand up you shall dine with me Laza. I do beseech your Lordship by the love I still have born to your honourable house Count. Sir what need all this you shall dine with me I pray rise Laza. Perhaps your Lordship takes me for one of these same fellows that do as it were respect victuals Count. Oh Sir by no means Laza. Your Lordship has often promised that whensoever I should affect greatness your own hand should help to raise me Count. And so much still assure your self of Laza. And though I must confess I have ever shun'd popularity by the example of others yet I do now feel my self a little ambitious your Lordship is great and though young yet a Privy Counsellor Count. I pray you Sir leap into the matter what would You have me do for you Laza. I would intreat your Lordship to make me known to the Duke Count. When Sir Laza. Suddainly my Lord I would have you present me unto him this morning Count. It shall be done but for what virtues would you have him take notice of you Laza. Your Lordship shall know that presently Count. 'T is pity of this fellow he is of good wit and sufficient understanding when he is not troubled with this greedy worm Laza. 'Faith you may intreat him to take notice of me for any thing for being an excellent Farrier for playing well at Span-counter or sticking knives in walls for being impudent or for nothing why may not I be a Favorite on the suddain I see nothing against it Count. Not so Sir I know you have not the face to be a Favourite on the suddain Laz. Why then you shall present me as a Gentleman well qualified or one extraordinary seen in divers strange mysteries Count. In what Sir as how Laz. Marry as thus Enter Intelligencer Count. Yonder 's my old Spirit that hath haunted me daily ever since I was a privy Counsellor I must be rid of him I pray you stay there I am a little busie I will speak with you presently Laza. You shall bring me in and after a little other talk taking me by the hand you shall utter these words to the Duke May it please your grace to take note of a Gentleman well read deeply learned and throughly grounded in the hidden knowledge of all Sallads and Pot-herbs whatsoever Count. 'T will be rare if you will walk before Sir I will overtake you instantly Laza. Your Lordships ever Count. This fellow is a kind of an informer one that lives in Alehouses and Taverns and because he perceives some worthy men in this Land with much labour and great expence to have discovered things dangerously hanging over the State he thinks to discover as much out of the talk of drunkards in Tap-houses he brings me informations pick'd out of broken words in mens common talk which with his malicious mis-application he hopes will seem dangerous he doth besides bring me the names of all the young Gentlemen in the City that use Ordinaries or Taverns talking to my thinking only as the freedom of their youth teach them without any further ends for dangerous and seditious spirits he is besides an arrant whoremaster as any is in Milan of a Lay-man I will not meddle with the Clergy he is parcel Lawyer and in my conscience much of their religion I must put upon him some piece of service come hither Sir what have you to do with me Int. Little my Lord I only come to know how your Lordship would employ me Count. Observed you that Gentleman that parted from me but now Int. I saw him now my Lord. Count. I was sending for you I have talked with this man and I do find him dangerous Int. Is your Lordship in good earnest Count. Hark you Sir there may perhaps be some within ear-shots He whispers with him Enter Lazarello and his Boy Laz. Sirrah will you venture your life the Duke hath sent the Fish-head to my Lord Boy Sir if he have not kill me do what you will with me Laz. How uncertain is the state of all mortal things I have these crosses from my Cradle from my very Cradle insomuch that I do begin to grow desperate Fortune I do despise thee do thy worst yet when I do better gather my self together I do find it is rather the part of a wise man to prevent the storms of Fortune by stirring than to suffer them by standing still to pour themselves upon his naked body I will about it Count. Who 's within there Enter a Servingman Let this Gentleman out at the back door forget not my instructions if you find any thing dangerous trouble not your self to find out me but carry your informations to the Lord Lucio he is a man grave and well experienced in these businesses Int. Your Lordships Servant Exit Intelligencer and Servingman Count. Your Lordships servant Laz. Will it please your Lordship to walk Count. Sir I was coming I will overtake you Laz. I will attend you over against the Lord Gonderinoes house Count. You shall not attend there long Laz. Thither must I to see my Loves face the chaste Virgin head Of a dear Fish yet pure and undeflowred Not known of man no rough bred countrey hand Hath once toucht thee no Pandars withered paw Nor an un-napkin'd Lawyers greasie fist Hath once slubbered thee no Ladies supple hand Wash'd o'er with Urine hath yet seiz'd on thee With her two nimble talents no Court hand Whom his own natural filth or change of air Hath bedeck'd with scabs hath marr'd thy whiter grace Oh let it be thought lawful then
for me To crop the flower of thy Virginity Exit Lazarello Count. This day I am for fools I am all theirs Though like to our young wanton cocker'd heirs Who do affect those men above the rest In whose base company they still are best I do not with much labour strive to be The wisest ever in the company But for a fool our wisdom oft amends As enemies do teach us more than friends Exit Count. Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Gondarino and his servants Serv. MY Lord Gond. Ha! Serv. Here 's one hath brought you a present Gond. From whom from a woman if it be from a woman bid him carrie it back and tell her she 's a whore what is it Serv. A Fish head my Lord. Gond. What Fish head Serv. I did not aske that my Lord. Gond. Whence comes it Ser. From the Court. Gond. O 't is a Cods-head Serv. No my Lord 't is some strange head it comes from the Duke Gond. Let it be carried to my Mercer I doe owe him money for silks stop his mouth with that Exit Serv. Was there ever any man that hated his wife after death but I and for her sake all women women that were created only for the preservation of little dogs Enter Servant Serv. My Lord the Count's sister being overtaken in the streets with a great hail-storm is light at your gate and desires Rome till the storm be overpast Gond. Is she a woman Serv. I my Lord I think so Gond. I have none for her then bid her get her gone tell her she is not welcome Serv. My Lord she is now comming up Gond. She shall not come up tell her any thing tell her I have but one great room in my house and I am now in it at the close stool Serv. She 's here my Lord. Gond. O impudence of women I can keep dogs out of my house or I can defend my house against theeves but I cannot keep out women Enter Oriana a waiting woman and a Page Now Madam what hath your Ladyship to say to me Oria. My Lord I was bold to crave the help of your house against the storm Gond Your Ladyships boldness in coming will be impudence in staying for you are most unwelcome Oriana Oh my Lord Gond. Doe you laugh by the hate I bear to you 't is true Orian. Y' are merry my Lord. Gond. Let me laugh to death if I be or can be whilst thou art here or livest or any of thy sex Oriana I commend your Lordship Gond Doe you commend me why doe you commend â—e I give you no such cause thou art a silthy impudent whore a woman a very woman Oria. Ha ha ha Gond. Begot when thy father was drunk Orian. Your Lordship hath a good wit Gond. How what have I a good wit Orian. Come my Lord I have heard before of your Lordâ—hip merry vain in jesting against our Sex which I being â—esirous to hear made me rather choose your Lordships â—ouse than any other but I know I am welcome Gond. Let me not live if you be me thinks it doth not â—ecome you to come to my house being a stranger to you I have no woman in my house to entertain you nor to shew you your chamber why should you come to me I have no Galleries nor banqueting houses nor bawdy pictures to shew your Ladyship Orian. Believe me this your Lordships plainess makes me think my self more welcome than if you had sworn by all the pretty Court oaths that are I had been welcomer than your soul to your body Gond. Now she 's in talking treason will get her out I durst sooner undertake to talk an Intelligencer out of the room and speak more than he durst hear than talk a woman out of my company Enter a Servant Serv. My Lord the Duke being in the streets and the storm continuing is entred your gate and now coming up Gond. The Duke now I know your Errand Madam you have plots and private meetings in hand why doe you choose my house are you asham'd to goe to 't in the old coupling place though it be less suspicious here for no Christian will suspect a woman to be in my house yet you may do it cleanlyer there for there is a care had of those businesses and wheresoever you remove your great maintainer and you shall have your lodgings directly opposite it is but putting on your night-gown and your shippers Madam you understand me Orian. Before I would not understand him but now he speaks riddles to me indeed Enter the Duke Arrigo and Lucio Duke 'T was a strange hail-storm Lucio 'T was exceeding strange Gond. Good morrow to your grace Duke Good morrow Gonderino Gond. Justice great Prince Duke Why should you beg for justice I never did you wrong What 's the offendor Gond. A woman Duke I know your ancient quarrell against that Sex but what hainous crime hath she committed Gond. She hath gone abroad Duke What it cannot be Gond. She hath done it Duke How I never heard of any woman that did so before Gond. If she have not laid by that modesty That should attend a Virgin and quite void Of shame hath left the house where she was born As they should never doe let me endure The pains that she should suffer Duke Hath she so Which is the woman Gond. This this Duke How Arrigo Lucio Gond. I then it is a plot no Prince alive Shall force me make my house a Brothell house Not for the sins but for the womans sake I will not have her in my doors so long Will they make my house as bawdy as their own are Duke Is it not Oriana Lucio ' Tis. Duke Sister to Count Valero Arri. The very same Duke She that I love Lucio She that you love Duke I do suspect Lucio So doe I. Duke This fellow to be but a counterfeit One that doth seem to loath all woman-kind To hate himself because he hath some part Of woman in him seems not to endure To see or to be seen of any woman Only because he knows it is their nature To wish to tast that which is most forbidden And with this shew he may the better compass And with far less suspition his base ends Lucio Upon my life 't is so Duke And I doe know Before his slain wife gave him that offence He was the greatest servant to that Sex That ever was what doth this Lady here With him alone why should he rail at her to me Lucio Because your grace might not suspect Duke 'T was so I doe love her strangely I would fain know the truth counsell me They three whisper Enter Count Lazarello and his boy Count. It falls out better than we could expect Sir that we should find the Duke and my Lord Gondarino together both which you desire to be acquainted with Laz. 'T was very happy Boy goe down into the kitchen and see if you can spy that same I am now in
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.