the diuel hath a hatefull fault he is a yonger brother Came. A yonger brother ô intollerable Wini. No Mistresse no but there 's M. Iohn M. Iohn Ellis there 's a Lad Ifaith Ha for a vertuous honest good youth Came. Tut he is good because he knows not how to be bad Nor wherefore he is good Wini. I know not mee thinkes not to be bad is good enough in these daies Came. Nay he is a foole a perfect Idiot Win. Why all the better And I 'le tell you this The greatest Lady in the Land affects him Nay doates vpon him I and lies with him Ca. What Lady good sweet Winifride what Lady say Faith there be some good parts about the foole which I perceiue not yet an other may what Lady good sweet Winifride say quick good wench Winif. The Lady Fortune Camel Why my name 's Fortune too Winif. Then you must needs fauour him For Fortune fauours fooles Camel Oh but to hugge a foole is odious Winif. Foule water quencheth fire well inough And with more liuely pallor you shall taste The Iuyce of pleasures fount at priuate times Pish by my maiden-head were I to match I would elect a wealthy foole fore all Then may one hurry in her Chariot Shine in rich purpled Tissue haue hundred loues Rule all pay all take all without checke or snib When being maried to a wise man O the Lord You are made a foole a Ward curbd and controlld and O out vpon 't Came. Beleeue me wench thy words haue fired me I 'le lay me downe vpon a banke of Pinkes And dreame vppon t Sweete foole I t is most cleare A foolish bed-mate why he hath no peere Exit Camelia Winif. Ha ha her loue is as vncertaine as an Almanacke as vnconstant as the fashion Iust like a whiffe of Tabacco no sooner in at the mouth but out at the nose I thinke in my heart I could make her enamoured on Timothy Twedle wel he that fees me best speeds best For as it pleasd my bribed lippes to blowe So turnes her feathry fancie too and fro Exit Enter Brabant iunior at one doore Ned Planet at the other Bra. Good speed thee my good sweet Planet How doest thou Chuck Pla. How now Brabant where haue you liu'de these three or foure dayes Bra. Ho at the glittering Court my Pytheas Pla. Plague on ye Pytheas what haue you done there Bra. Why lane in my Ladies lap eate drink sleep Pla. So hath thy Ladies Dog done what art in loue With you Hygate Mammer still Bra. Still I still and still I in eternitie Plan. It shall bee Cronicled next after the death of Bankes his Horse I wonder why thou lou'st her Bra. Loue hath no reason Pla. Then is loue a beast Bra. O my Camelia is loue it selfe Pla. The diuel she is Hart her lips looke like a dride Neats-tongue her face as richly yeallow as the skin of a cold Custard and her mind as setled as the feet of bald pated time Bra. Plague on your hatefull humor out vppon t Why should your stomacke be so queasie now As to bespawle the pleasures of the world Why should you run an Idle counter-course Thwart to the path of fashion Come your reason O you are buried in Philosophie And there intombd in supernaturalls You are dead to natiue pleasures life Pla. Let me busse thy cheeke sweete Pugge Now I am perfect hate I lou'd but three things in the world Philosophy Thrift and my self Thou hast made me hate Philosophy A Vsurers greasie Codpeece made me loath Thrift but if all the Brewers Iades in the town can drug me from loue of my selfe they shall doo more then e're the seuen wise men of Greece could Come come now I 'le be as sociable as Timon of Athens Bra. Along with me then you droning Sagbut I 'le bring thee to a Crewe Pla. Of Fooles wilt not Bra. Faith if you haue any waight of iudgement you may easily sound what depth of witts they drawe there 's first my elder brother Pla. Oh the Prince of Fooles vnequald Ideot He that makes costly suppers to trie wits And will not stick to spend some 20. pound To grope a gull that same perpetuall grin That leades his Corkie Iests to make them sinke Into the eares of his Deryders with his owne applause Bra. Indeed his Iests are like Indian beefe they will not last and yet he powders them soundly with his own laughter Then there 's the Gotish French-man Mounsieur Iohn fo de King knowste thou him Pla. Oh I to a haire for I knew him when he had neuer a haire on his head Bra. He is a faithfull pure Rogue Pla. I I as pure as the gold that hath bene seuen times tryed in the fire Bra. Then there 's Iohn Ellis and profound toungd Maister Puffe he that hath a perpetuitie of complement he whose phrases are as neatly deckt as my Lord Maiors Hensmen he whose throat squeakes like a treble Organ and speakes as small and shrill as the Irish-men crie Pip fine Pip And when his period comes not roundly off takes tole of the tenth haire of his Bourbon locke as thus Sweete Sir repute me as a Puffe selected spirit borne to be the admirer of your neuer inough admired Puffe Pla. Oh we shall be ouerwhelmd with an invndation of laughter Come where are they Bra. Here at this Tauerne Pla. In in in in I long to burst my sides and tyer my spleene with laughter Exeunt Enter two Pages the one laughing the other crying Page 1. Why do'st thou crie 2. Why do'st thou laugh 1. I laugh to see thee crie 2. And I crie to see thee laugh Peace be to vs Here 's our Maisters Enter Brabant Signior Planet Brabant Iunior Iohn Ellis M. Puffe and Mounsieur Iohn fo de King Bra. Sig. You shall see his humour I pray you bee familiar with this Gentleman maister Puffe he is a man of a well growne spirit richly worth your I assure you ha ha ha Puff Sir I enrowle you in the Legend of my Puffe intimates I shall be infinitely proud if you will daigne to value me worthy the embracement of your Puffe better affection Pla. Speake you from your thought sir Puffe I or would my silke stocke should loose his glosse else I shall triumph as much in the purchase of your Puffe loue as if I had obtained the great Elixar Let vs incorporate our affections I pray you let me be forward in your fauour Pla. Sir I pray you let me beg you for a Foole Puff I affect no rudenes gentlemē the heauens stand Propitious to your faire designes Assoone as next the sun shall gin to shine I will salute the eies of Katherine Bra. Sig. Of Katherine M. Planet obserue the next M. Iohn what makes you so melancholy Ellis I do not vse to answere questions Bra. Iu. What are you thinking on now El. I do not vse to thinke Bra. Sig. He lookes as demurely as if he were asking his
merry note with chuncks to sing Those that are farre more yong and wittie Are wide from singing such a Dittie As Chunck chunck chunck There 's Chunck that makes the Lawier prate There 's Chunck that make a foole of Fate There 's Chunck that if you will be his Shall make you liue in all hearts blis With Chunck chunck chunck Ka. T is wel sung good old man hence with your gold Leaue the green fields t is deawy you le take cold Mam. The Casements shut wel here I le lurke stay To see who beares the glorie of the day Hence hence to London Flawne let me alone Enter Flawne I can hardly leaue him alone for the Diuell and double Duckats still associate him but I am gone Exit Enter Pasquill Pasquil. The glooming morne with shining Armes hath chaste The siluer Ensign of the grim cheekt night And forc'd the sacred troupes of sparkling starres Into their priuate Tents yet calme husht sleepe Strikes dumbe the snoring world yet frolick youth That 's lately matcht vnto a well shapte Lasse Clippes his sweet Mistresse with a pleasing arme Whilst the great power of Imperious Loue Sommons my dutie to salute the shine Of my Loues beauties Vnequald Katherine I bring no Musick to prepare thy thoughts To entertaine an amorous discourse More Musick 's in thy name and sweet dispose Then in Apollos Lyre or Orpheus close I 'le chaunt thy name and so inchaunt each eare That Katherinas happie name shall heare My Katherine my life my Katherine Kathe. My Ned my Pasquil sweet I come I come Euen with like swiftnes tho not with like heart As the fierce Fawcon stoupes to rysing fowle I hurrey to thee do not goe away The place is priuate and t is yet scarce day Pas. Oh these kind words imparadize my thoughts Ma. Ha ha yong Pasquil haue I found you out I st you must bore my nose I le bore your heart Why this same boy 's as bare as naked Truthe A lowe ebd gallant yet shee le match with him I le match him if his skin be ponyard proofe He may scape the force of gold and murder if not As you returne sir I will pepper you Exit Enter Katherine to Pasquill And art thou come deare hart first fee be this This kinde imbrace and next this modest kis Pas. This is no kisse but an Ambrosian bowle The Nectar deaw of thy delicious sowle Let me sucke one kisse more and with a nimble lip Nibble vpon those Rosie bankes more soft and cleare Then is the Ieweld tip of Venus eare Oh how a kisse inflames a Louers thought With such a fewell let me burne and die And like to Hercules so mount the skie Ka. Come you grow wanton Oh you bite my lip Pas. In faith you Iest I did but softly sip The Roseall Iuice of your reuiuing breath Let clumsie iudgements chilblaind gowtie wits Bung vp their chiefe content within the whoopes Of a stuft dry Fatt and repose their hopes Of happinesse and hearts tranquilitie Vpon increase of durt but let me liue Clipt in the cincture of a faithfull arme Luld in contented ioy being made diuine With the most precious loue of Katherine Ka. Let the vnsanctified spirit of ambition Entice the choyse of muddy minded Dames To yoke themselues to swine and for vaine hope Of gay rich trappings be still spurd and prickt With pining discontent for nuptiall sweetes But let me liue lou'd in my husbands eies Whose thoughts with mine may sweetly simpathize Pas. The heauens shall melt the sun shall cease to shine Before I leaue the loue of Katherine Kathe. Nay when heauens melted the sun strooke dead Euen then my loue shall not be vanquished Pas. When I turne fickle vertue shall be vice Ka. When I proue false Hell shall be Paradice Pas. My life shall be maintaind by thy kind breath Ka. Thy loue shall be my life thy hate my death Pas. Oh when I die let me imbrace thy waste Ka. In death let me be counted thine and chaste Pas. Heauens graunt being dead my soule may liue nie thee Ka. One kisse shal giue thee mine eternally Pas. In faire exchaunge vouchsafe my hart to take Ka. With all my mind weare this Ned for my sake But now no more bright day malings our loue Farewell yet stay but t is no matter too My Father knowes I thinke what must ensue Adieu yet harke nay faith adieu adiew Pas. Peace to thy passions till next enterview Exeunt Enter Mamon and Mounsier Iohn fo de King Mam. Now Mounsieur be but confident and hold There is the price of blood this way he comes Strike home bold arme and thou shalt want no crowns Moun. Feare you noting when he is die me bring you word Exit Mamon Hee by gor braue crowne braue monney Me haue here a patent to take vp one two treescore Vench fine Crowne fine vench vnreasonably fine Dis monney is my baude Me send a French crowne To fetch a fine vench de French crowne fetch de Fine vench de fine vench take de French crowne And giue me de French poc Hee excellent you see Mee kill a man you see mee hang like de Burgullian Hee no poine Hee by Gor mee haue much vitt Ang me much bald and me ang much bald wit Here come de Gentleman metre Pasquill Enter Pasquill Pasquill I st possible that sisters should so thwart In natiue humours one 's as kind and fayre As constant vertuous and as debonayre As is the heart of goodnesse the other proud Inconstant fantasticke and as vaine in loues As trauellers in lies blest Katherine Camelia 's not thy sister if she bee Shee s basterd to the sweetes that shine in thee Moun. Boniour Metre Pasquill sance Iest me am hired to kill you Mounsieur Mamon Messier Iounck Iounck giue me money to stab you but me know there is a God that hate bloud derfore me no kil me know dere is a vench that loue Crowne derefore me keepe de money Pas. Vnhallowed villaine that with gold and bloud Thinkes that almighty loue can be withstood Hold Mounsieur there are more Crownes onely do this returne to Mamon tell him the deed is done and bring him hither that he may vainely triumph in my bloud I haue some painting which I found by chaunce in loose Camelias chamber with that I le staine my breast go and returne with speed Moun. Hee by gor I smell a rat me flie me flie by gor Exit Mounsieur Pas. Leaud miscreant that through the throat of hel Wouldst mount to heauen and enioy loue Invaluably pretious no rancke churle Thou wast not made to slauer her faire lips With thy dead rewmy chops nor clip her waste With thy shrunke bloudlesse arme I heare him come Now Pasquill faigne ô thou eternall light Mourne that thy creatures should in bloud delight He lies downe and faines himselfe dead Enter Mamon and Mounsieur Mam. Now smug fac'd boy now nibble on her lips Now
Be then propitious ô eternall light And blesse my fortunes maugre hellish spight Enter Katherine in a petticoate Ka. Black sorrow nurse of plaints of teares grones Evaporate my spirit with a sigh That it may hurrey after his sweete breath Who made thee doate on life now hunt for death Pas. What soule is that that with her teare-full eies Seemes to lament with me in miseries Ka. Here seemes to be the pressure of his truncke Deare earth confirme my doubt was this the place Which the faire bodie of my Pasquil prest When he laie murdred See the drooping grasse Hangs downe his mourning head and seemes to say This was the fatall place where Pasquil lay Oh thou sweet print stampt by the fairest limbes The richest Coffin of the purest soule That euer prest the bosome of the earth First drinke my teares and next sucke vp my blood Now thou immortall spirit of my Loue Thou pretious soule of Pasquil view this knife Which once thou gauest me and prepare thy arme To clip the spirit of thy constant Loue Deare Ned I come by death I will be thine Since life denies it to poore Katherine She offers to stabbe her selfe Pas. Hold hold thou miracle of constancie First let heauen perish and the crazde world runne Into first Chaos of confusion Before such cruell violence be done To her faire breast whose fame by vertue wonne Shall honour women whilste there shines a sunne Kathe. Thrice sacred spirit why dost thou forsake Elizeum pleasures to withhold the arme Of wretched Katherine Oh let me die Retire sweete Ghoast do not pollute thy hand With touch of mortalls Pas. Amazement of thy Sex Pasquill doth liue And liues to loue thee in eternitie Be not agast recouer spirit Sweete T is Pasquill speakes t is Pasquill clips thy waste T is Pasquill prints a kisse on thy faire hand Ka. What do I dreame or haue I drawne the sluce Of life vp and through streames of bloud Vnfelt haue set my prisoned soule at large Am I in heauen or in Pasquills Armes I am in heauen for my Neds embrace Is Katherines long wish'd celestiall place Pas. Diuinitie of sweetnesse I protest If these inferiour Orbs were rowled vp And the imperiall heauen bar'd to my view T were not so gracious nor so much desir'd As my deare Katherine is to Pasquills sight Ka. Heauen of Content Paphos of my delight Pas. Mirrour of Constancie life-bloud of loue Ka. Center to whom all my affections moue Pas. Renown of Virgins whose fame shal ne're fleet Ka. Oh I am maz'd with ioy I pree thee sweete Vnfold to me what sad mischaunce it was Forc'd thy deaths rumour and such woes disperc'd Sad sorrow past delights to be rehearsed Pas. It will be tedious but in breefe thinke thus Old Mamons malice was the venombd foame That poisoned all the sweets of our content Kathe. Alas deare heart that loue should be so crost Now good Ned fetch my gowne t is at yon house I would be loth to turne to Hygate thus Pas. I am oblig'de with infinit respect to do you seruice Oh power diuine was euer such a loue as Katherine Ent. Ma. Looke Mamon search Mamon this way shee went Put on thy spectacles this way she went Blest blest blest be thy natiuitie Yonder she sits I le either haue her now Or none shall e're enioy her with content Ka. How loues impatient when will Ned returne Ma. Tut t is no matter when looke where thy Mamō is Ka. Good diuel for Gods sake do not vexe my sight Didst not thou plot the death of my deare Loue Ma. Yes yes and wold complot ten thousand deaths Euen damne my soule for beauteous Katherine My ship shall kemb the Oceans curled backe To furnish thee with braue Abiliaments Rucks of rich Pearle and sparkling Diamonds Shall fringe thy garments with Imbroadry Thy head shall blaze as bright with Orient stone As did the world being burnt by Phaeton Ka. You make me death for pitties sake forbeare Oh when will Pasquil come Good Sir depart When wilt returne I pray you Sir goe hence And troth I will not hate you nay I 'le speake Against my heart and say I loath you not You vexe my patience gentle sir forbeare I begge it on my knee and with a teare Mam. Tut will you loue me and detest yon boy Ka. Heauen detest me first and loathe my soule Mam. Is it your finall resolution Ka. God knowes it is So good Sir rest content Mam. I I will rest and thou shalt rest thus blur'd Thus poysond venomde with this oyle of Toades If Mamon cannot get thee none shall ioy Which he could not enioy I feare no lawe Gold in the firmest conscience makes a flawe Rot like to Helen Spittle hence adiew Let Pasquil boast in your next interview Ka. Be pittifull and kill me gentle Sir Heauen my heart is crackt with miserie Where shall I hide me which way shall I cleanse The eating poyson of this venomde oyle Poore wretch alas see where thy Pasquil comes Pas. Here Loue put on your gown How now good God Heauē giue me patiēce who hath vs'd thee thus Ka. The diuel in the shape of Mamon Sweet Touch me not Pasquil I coniure thee now By all the power of affection By that strickt bond of loue that lincks our hearts Leaue and abandon me eternally I merit now no loue yet prethee sweet Vouchsafe to giue me leaue to loue thee still But I do binde thee by thy sacred vowe Of our once happie and thrice blessed loue Follow not Katherine good Ned doo not greeue In time iust heauen may our woes releeue Exit Katherine Pas. fureus O dira fata saeua miseranda horida Quis hic Locus quae Regio quae Mundi plaga Vbi sum Katherina Katherina Eheu Katherina Enter Mamon Mam. My Spectacles will betraie mee looke Mamon search Mamon here abouts they fell Pas. Welcome Erra Pater you that make Prognostications for euer Where 's you Almanacke Pulles his Indentures out of Mamons bosome Ma. Lorde blesse my Obligations Lorde blesse my bonds Lord blesse my Obligations Alas alas alas Pas. Let me see sir now when will true valour be at the full Oh there 's an opposition t is eclipsed Venus I Venus is mounted Where 's the Goat now Kembd fine kemd Oh heere are Dog daies out vpon t Dog dayes Dog dayes Dog dayes out vpon t He teares the Papers Mam. Alas my Obligations my Bonds my Obligations my Bonds Alas alas alas Pas. Katherina Katherina Ehew Katherina Exit Pasquil Mam. Obligations Obligations Alas my Obligations I am vndone vndone vndone Enter Flawne. Flawne. Sir Sir Sir Mam. What sir you for you Dog you Hounde you Crust what 's best newes with you now Out-alas my Obligations my Bonds I am vndon vndon Flawne. Sir the best newes is your ship the Hopewell hath hapt ill returning from Barbary T is but sunk or so not a scrap of goods sau'de Mam. Villaines Rogues Iewes Turkes Infidels