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The vvittie faire one· A comedie. As it was presented at the Private House in Drury Lane. By her Maiesties Servants. By Iames Shirley.
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Shirley, James, 1596-1666.
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1633
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STC 22462; ESTC S117328
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sillable I ha declaym'd Against your goodnesse I will redeeme it With such religious honouring your names That when I dye some neere thought stained Virgin Shall make a relicke of my dust and throw My ashes like a charme vpon those men Whose faithes they hold suspected to what pitch Of blessednesse are my thoughts mounted Sen. Sir This is an opportunity for action Time will runne fast vpon the minute Aym. Pardon The trespasse of my ioy it makes me vilde I am too well rewarded for thy suffering Promise thy selfe a noble recompence Enter Manly and Clare Man: Come ha you finisht your discourse yet Aym: Y' are my friends I was deceiued in my Violetta Shee loues sh 'as sent me proofe but a mistake Sent backe my letter and detain'd her answere Which was betray'd to her father but keepe your wonder To honour her rare wit which if the starres Shew themselues not malicious will assure All my desires in her a diuine proiect She is the master engine you must worke too Will you not friends Both You know you may commaund vs Aym. Then spread your bosomes you shall straight procure A caroach be ready a' th backside a' my lodging Doe not loose time in questioning my fate Depends vpon your hast Man Promise it done Aym: You shall disguise your selfe I must employ you in rougher action Clar: I refuse no office To aduance your hopes Aym. My certaintie's in thee The frame of our whole building leanes come on Moue slowly time vntill our worke be done Exeunt Enter Violetta Tutor Vio. I was not blind to your deserts Nor can be so vngratefull now as not To giue encouragement to your affection My father may commaund my person neuer My loue to marry Treedle Tu. Hee 's an asse I made his best verses for 'em Vio. I thought his fancy would not reach 'em Tu. His sconce is drier then a Pumice Vio. There be wayes to preuent marriage for I 'me already changed Tu. Y' are wise le ts run away together Vio. But how shall I be sure your loue is firme Tu. Try me and trust me after Vio. And I will for shall it be a hard taske I le impose on you dare you fight Tu. If I like my enemy Vio. 'T is a poore old fellow Tu. Then I 'le kill him his name Vio. My fathers seruant Braynes Tu. Hee 's dead By this time Vio. Stay there is a circumstance To be obserued by some meanes I 'le procure He waites on me to the Strand this afternoone Enter Sir Nicholas and Whible Sir Nicholas your eare for the rest Tu. He will suspect nothing by our priuacy He bad me take occasion to vrge His good parts to you should hee aske I 'de sweare I did but presse his commendations Nic. Is thy name Whible Whi. Yes and 't please your worship Nic. I like thee the better for that my name 's Treedle Whi. I thanke your worship Nic. Hast done hooking a me Whi. Euery eye hath his obiect already Nic. A witty knaue what place dost thou occupie vnder thy Master Whi. I am commonly his journey-man Sir Nic. How Whi. I looke to his Horses sir Nic. Wo't serue mee when I 'me married Whi. Alas I haue no good parts to commend men Nic. No good parts and thou hast but skill in Horses and Dogs th' art fit for any Gentleman in England Vio. Iust at that place assault him Tu. By your faire hand I will Vio. My Delight how fare you Nic. I 'me studying some witty Poesie for thy wedding Ring let me see Vio. Trouble not your head Whible intreat my Father hither Nic. No matter I will send to the Vniuersity Vio. Were you euer of any Colledge Nic. Colledge I haue had a head in most a th' Butteries of Cambridge and 't has beene sconc'd to purpose I know what belongs to Sizing and haue answered to my Que in my dayes I 'me free of the whole Vniuersity I commencd with no worse then his Maiesties footmen Vio. And euer since you haue had a running wit you were better consult our wits at home wee haue excellent Poets i' th Towne they say Nic. I' th Towne What makes so many Schollers then come from Oxford and Cambridge like Market women with Dorsers full of lamentable Tragedies and ridiculous Comedies which they might here vent to the Players but they will take no money for 'em Vio. Oh my dearest How happie shall I bee when I 'me married Kisse Enter Sir George Worthy Wor. Looke they are ingendering at the lip Geo. I like it well Vio. Why are our ioyes defer'd Nic. But till to morrow Vio. 'T is an age me thinkes Nic. Kind worme Wor. This cannot be deceit Vio. I want some trifles the Exchange will furnish me Let it be your motion to my Father Nic. Father and Vncle you will excuse our familiar conuersation I vow I le bee honest till I be married nor as touch of my flesh within the walls onely the suburbs of her lips or hands or so and when and when is to morrow the day the day of coupling and so forth haue you got a licence Geo. It shall be my next worke Nic. Pray doe weel 'e bee marryed here but keepe our wedding at my owne house at Croidon wee 'le ha the City Waites downe with vs and a noise of Trumpets we can haue Drummes i' th Country and the Traine-Band and then let the Spaniards come and they dare dost heare heere 's twenty peeces you shall fribble e'm away at the Exchange presently Geo: How Sir Nic: By this gold she shall Father lay it out in Tooth-picks I 'le weare 'em out in my hat come I 'le with you for the lycence Geo. Who shall with her Wor. I must attend a proiect of my daughters Exit Enter Braines Geo. Braines Bra: Sir Geo: Waite on my daughter to the Exchange obserue her carefully Bra: point me a minute to returne with her if I faile put my braines into 'th pot and let 'em be seru'd vp with a Calues head to morrow dinner Vio: It succeeds to my wish Nic. Violetta look you lay out my gold at the Exchange in Bartholomew Fairings farewell Violetta Bra: Come Mistris will you walke I would faine see any mortall wit couzen me a my charge now I will liue to be the shame of Pollititians and when I am dead be clapt vp into the Chronicles Enter Fowler Fow: Ah the desire of vnlawfull flesh what a coniuring dost thou keepe within vs to lay this little spirit of conscience the world and the divell are tame and sprightlesse temptations poore traffique to this staple commoditie of Whooring this is the place where I must take shipping for the Summer Islands if she keepe touch I will call them fortunate and once a Weeke make a Love voyage to them Ha! are we entertayn'd with Musicke Song Backe backe againe fond man forbeare Buy not a Minutes play too deare Come with Holy flame and bee Welcome to Vertue and to mee Come
Within some bower the feathered Quiristers Shall play theyr musicke to her and take pride To warble aery notes till shee be weary Which when shee shall but with one Accent of Her owne expresse an hundred Nightingales Shall fall downe dead from the soft boughes before her For griefe to be orechaunted Wor. Here 's prety madnes Aym. 'T is so you haue done my passion iustice Sir For loue is but a stragling from our reason Wor. If you doe loue my Neece let you and I Talke out of Metaphor Aym. You know my Father Wor. Hee was my noble friend Aym. For his sake giue me your free answere to One question Wor. What is 't promise your selfe What I can doe or say is at your seruice Aym. Is there a possibility admit I loved your Neece shee might be wonne at last To be my wife Wor. I le not dispute the extent Of what is possible yet my answere may be Satisfactory Aym. You were ever generous Wor. I were vnciuill not to reply to A question you shall finde my loue more fruitfull You shall haue both my answere and my counsell Aym. Let me imbrace a perfect friend Wor. D' ee know what Fortune my young Neece may bring her husband Aym. I guesse a great one but I set more value Vpon her person my affection springs Not from her wealth Wor. But yet her portion Is worth your taking notice Master Aymwell Her Father is a man who though he write Himselfe but Knight keepes a warme house i' th Countrey 'Mongst his Tenants takes no Lordly pride To trauell with a Footman and a Page To London humbly rides th old fashion With halfe a douzen wholesome Liueries To whom he gives Christian wages and not countenance Alone to liue on can spend by th' yeare Eight hundred pounds and put vp fine sleepes quietly Without dreaming on Morgages or Statutes Or such like curses on his Land can number May be ten thousand pound in ready coyne Of 's owne yet neuer bought an office for 't Ha's plate no question and Iewels too In 's old Ladies cabinet beside Other things worth an Inuentory and all this His daughter is an heyre too now pray tell mee What 's your reuenue Aym. Some 3. hundred pounds Wor. Per annum Grant it what expectation Haue you abroad Aym. None Wor. That 's quickly summon'd You haue not made your loue knowne to my Neece yet Aym. No my intention was to preacquaint you Wor. Y'haue done wisely doe not thinke on her When y' are at prayers she will but puzzell Your deuotion there 's no hope of her Aym. Ha! Wor. I meane for you to arriue at her your owne disparity in fortune Aym. I doe finde it Wor. Excuse my plainnesse sir her Father lookes A great deale higher and to take away Your least incouragement to prosecute Within my knowledge she 's design'd already To a wealthy Gentleman and within few dayes 'T will be a marriage you shall but procure Your owne affliction to employ your hope Where things remaine so desperate Aym. I thanke you Wor. you doe your selfe more right Aym. If such affaires Haue past it were not noble to continue This path y 'aue done me gentle office Sir I must beleeue y' are generous this new flame My reason shall suppresse before it growe Too mighty for mee Wor. It becomes you well Loue like to sinne inueterate is strong He preuents danger that destroyes it yong Wor. Come to your freinds Exeunt Enter Fowler Penelope Clare Fow. Your soft Starres will not let you be so cruell Lady to giue repulse to a louer Cla. Doe not belieue him he does but complement I ha' knowne him court a hundred with as much Formalitie wooed 'em i th nuptiall cut made verses O' their haire set Lillies and Rosies a whole Garden i' their cheekes cherries i' their lippes stellifie their eyes and yet in a twinckling Penel. Sure you doe him wrong sir Clare Wrong Fow. He measures my affection by the length of his own Prethee Satyre chuse another walke and leaue vs to inioy this thou knowst not my intent Cla. Thou mayst be honest with one and that 's a miracle and will aske a strong faith to beleeue it I hope shee has more wit then to trust your voluble courtship I le seeke out my friend Aymwell Vio. comes from the Arbor Viol. Sir if your engagement require no hast Penel. I doe wonder a Gentleman of your knowledge should so deceive himselfe Fow. Expresse your selfe Fairest Penel. Faire sir I am not taken with your flatteries I can see through you Fow. If you haue so actiue an eye Lady you may see a throng of Passions flaming at my hart set a fire by your beauty I protest t' ee come shame not your wisdome to beleeue report or opinion a th' world 't is a malicious age we liue in if your eares haue beene abused with any ill noise a me you shall tell your selfe if you loue me the world is a shamelesse and miserable detractor you doe not despise me Lady Penel. No I pitty so handsome a Gentleman and of So faire a fortune should want his eyes Fow. How blind Penel. To your owne follies sir Fow. Shall I sweare I loue you as I am a Gentleman Pen. As you are a Gentleman I know you can sweare any thing t' is a fashion y' are most constant in to bee religiously wicked an oath in your mouth and a reseruation in your hearts is a common Courtship doe not sweare as you are a Gentleman Fow. As I am an honest man Penel. Out vpon 't that 's a worse my Taylor couzened me t'oher day with the same oath saue your credit and let swearing alone I dare take your word Fow. Well sayd Penel. For a greater matter but not for this you and I ha not eaten a bushell of salt yet in time I may be conuerted and thinke your tongue and heart keepe house together for at this time I presume they are very farre a sunder Fow. Would you haue my tongue in my heart Lady Penel. No by my troth I would rather finde your heart in your tongue but you are valiant and 't is onely feare they say brings a mans heart vp to his mouth Fow. Why your wit is a tyrant now pray tell me doe not you loue me mightily now aboue Potatoes come I see the little blind Boy in your eyes already Per. Loue you Sir Fow. Yes I know by your bitternesse you wish me well and thinke there is some hope I may be wonne too you take paines to whip me so handsomely come I le be a good child and kisse the rod Cla. You oblige my seruice to you I am one Aymwell called friend and shall be happy to Convay him any knowledge may concerne him Vio. Then briefly thus I vnderstand he loues mee Pray you doe him the true office of a friend And councell him desist I am dispos'd of Already in my fathers thoughts and must Shew my obedience he