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Amends for ladies VVith the humour of roring. A comedie. As it was acted at the Blacke Fryers, both by the Princes seruants, and the Lady Elizabeths. By Nat. Field.
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Field, Nathan, 1587-1620?
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hart More mortallie than his vnsparing dart Brother Let me speake for the Boy Ing. To what end loue No I will sue to him to follow me Introth I loue thy sweet condition And may liue to informe thy Lady of thee Come in drie drie thine eies respit thy woe The effects of causes crowne or ouerthrow Enter Lo. PROVD Lo. FEESIM WEL-TRI'D Ma. SELDOME WIDD BOVLD pinning in a Ruffe WIFE Proud S'light what should be become of her you sweare she past not forth of dores and i' th house she is not Widd. Did you not see her Princox Proud This same Bawd has brought her letters from some yonger brother and she is stole away Bould Bawd I defie you indeed your Lordship thinkes you may make Bawds of whom you please I 'le take my oath vpon a booke since I met her in the necessarie house i' th morning I ne're set eye on her Grace Shee went not out of dores Proud Sure shee has an inuisible ring Feesi Marrie she 's the honester woman for some of their ring are visible enough the more shame for them still say I let the pond at Islington be search't goe to there 's more haue drown'd themselues for loue this yeare then you are aware of Proud Pish you are a foole Welt. S'hart call him foole againe Feesi. By this light and I will as soone as euer you haue shew'd me the Swaggerers Wife Her clothes are all younder my Lord Grace And euen those same she had on to day Proud Madam where is your Husband Wife Rid into the Countrie Feesi. O' my conscience rid into France with your sister Omnes Away away for shame Feesi. Why I hope she is not the first Ladie that has run away with other womens husbands Welt. It may be shee 's stolne out to see a play Proud Who should goe with her man Wid. Vpon my life you 'll heare on her at Master Ingens house some loue past betwixt them and we heard that he was married to day to another Proud S'hart I le go see Exit Proudly Welt. Come to the Swaggerers Exeunt Feesi Welt. Feesi. Mercy vpon me a man or a Lord now Omnes Heere 's a quoile with a Lord and his sister Wid. Princox hast not thou pin'd in that Ruffe yet ah how thou fumblest Bould Troth Madam I was ne're brought vp to it t' is Chamber-maids work and I haue euer liu'd Gentlewoman And beene vs'd accordingly Exeunt Actus tertius Enter HVSBAND and SVBTLE Subt. SHee 's a rare wife beleeue it Sir were all such Wee neuer should haue false inheritors Husb. Pish friend there is no woman in the world Can hould out in the end If youth shape wit Met in one subiect doe assault her aptlie For fayling once you must not faint but trie Another way the path of womens minds Are crooked and diuerse they haue by-waies To leade you to the Pallace of their pleasures And you must wooe discreetely first obserue The disposition of her you attempt If shee be sprightly and heroicall Possesse her that you are valiant and haue spirit Talke nothing but of beating euery man That is your hinderance though you doe not doe it Or dare not t' is no matter Be shee free And of a liberall soule giue bounteously To all the seruants let your angels flye About the roome although you borrow'd 'em If shee be wittie so must your discourse Get wit what shift so'ere you make for it Though 't cost you all your land and then a song Or two is not amisse although you buy 'em There 's many in the Towne will furnish you Subt. But still I tell you you must vse her roughly Beate her face black and blew take all her cloth's And giue them to some Punke this will be ground For me to worke vpon Husb. All this I haue done I 〈…〉 her now as bare that should I die Her fortune ô my conscience would be To marrie some Tobacco-man shee has nothing But an old black-woorke wastcote which would serue Exceeding wel to fit i' th shop and light Pipes for the lowzie Footmen and sweete friend First heere 's a jewell to present her then Heere is a Sonnet writ against my selfe Which as thine owne thou shalt accost her with Farewell and happie successe attend thee Exit Subt. Ha ha ha he reads Faire'd still wilt thou be true To a man so false to thee Did be lend a Husbands due Thou did'st owe him loyaltie But will curses wants and blowes Breed no change in thy white soule Be not a foole to thy first vowes Since his breach doth thy faith controle No beautie else could be so chast Thinke not thou honour'st women then Since by thy conscience all disgrac't Are rob'd of the deare loues of men Then grant me my desire that vow to proue A reall husband his adulterate loue Tooke euer man more paines to be a Cuckold Oh! monstrous age where men themselues we see Studie and pay for their owne infamie Exit Enter INGEN MAID PROVDLY BROTHER like a woman swords drawen Proud Giue me my sister I le haue her forth thy heart Ing. No earthly Lord can pull her out of that Till he haue pluckt my heart first out my Lord Wer 't not inhospitable I could wrong you heere In mine owne house I am so full of woe For your lost sister that by all my ioyes Hop't for in her my heart weepes teares of bloud A whiter virgine and a worthier Had ne're creation Leda's Swan was black To her virginitie and immaculate thoughts Proud Where hast thou hid her giue her me againe For by the God of vengeance be she lost The female hate shall spring betwixt our names Shall neuer die while one of either house Suruiues our children shall at seuen yeares olde Strike kniues in one another Ing. Let Hell gape And take me quick if I know where she is But am so charg'd with sorrow for her losse Being one cause of it as no doubt I am That I had rather fal vpon my sword Offering to kill himselfe Then breath a minute longer Broth. Oh sir hold Proud Thou shalt not neede I haue a sword to bathe In thy false blood inhumane murderer Maid Good Sir be pacified I 'le goe I 'le run Many a mile to finde your sister out Shee neuer was so desperate of grace By violence to rob her selfe of life And so her soule in danger comfort Sir Shee 's but retir'd somewhere on my life Ing. Preethee let me alone To his Brother Doe I stand to defend that wretched life That is in doubt of hers heere worthy Lord Behold a breast fram'd of thy sisters loue Hew it for thou shalt strike but on a stock Since she is gone that was the cause it liu'd Proud Out false dissembler are not married Ing. No behold it is my yonger brother drest Plucks off his headtir A man no woman that hath guld the world Intended for a happier euent Than this that follow'd that she now is
obseruers as your selfe deare Seruant I must professe I did thinke well of thee But get thee from my sight I neuer more Will heare or see thee but will hate thee deadly As a man enemy or a woman turn'd Enter Widdow Wife Ladies come forth see Sir what Curtesie You haue done to mee a strange praise of you Had newly left my lips iust as you entred And how you haue deseru'd it with your carriage Villain thou hast hurt mine honor to these friends For what can they imagine but some ill Hath past betwixt vs by thy broad discourse Were my case theirs by Virgin Chastity I should condemne them hence depart my sight Ingen. Madam but here mee oh that these were men And durst but say or thinke you ill for this I haue so good a cause vpon my side That I would cut their hearts out of their brests And the thoughts out of them that iniur'd you But I obay your best and for my pennance Will run a course neuer to see you more And now I loose you may I loose the light Since in that beauty dwelt my day or night Exit Ingen Widd. Is this the vertuous youth Wife Your happines Widd. Wherein you thought your seat so far 'boue ours Maid If one man could be good this had beene hee Enter SVBTLE HVSBAND FEESIMPLE WEL-TRID See here comes all your sutors and your Husband And roome for Laughter heer 's the Lord Feesimple What Gentlewoman do's hee bring along Enter HVSBAND embracing SVBTLE the Lord FEE-SIMPLE with young BOVLD like a waiting Gentlewoman VVEL-TRID HVSB SVBTLE talke with WIFE Fees One and thirty good-morrows to the fairest wisest chastest richest VViddow that euer conuersation coapt withall Widd. Three score and two vnto the wisest Lord That euer was train'd in vniuersitie Feesimp. Oh Curteous bounteous Widow shee ha's out-bid me 31. Good morrowes at a clap Welt. But my Lord Feesimple you forgot the busines impos'd on you Fees Gentlewoman I crie thee mercie but ti 's a fault in all Lords not in mee only we doe vse to sweare by our Honors and as we are Noble to dispatch such a businesse for such a Gentleman and wee are bound euen by the same Honors wee sware by to forget it in a quarter of an houre And looke as if wee had neuer seene the Partie when wee meete next especially if none of our Gentlemen haue bin considered Welt. I but all your's haue for you keepe none my Lord Besides though it stands with your Honor to forget mens businesses yet it stands not with your Honor if you doe not doe a womans Feesi. Why then Maddam so it is that I request your Ladiship to accept into your seruice this Gentlewoman for her truth honestie I will be bound I haue knowne her too long to be deceiu'd this is the second time I haue seene her Maid Why how now my Lord a preferrer of Gentlewomen to seruice like an old knitting woman where hath Shee dwelt before Feesi. Shee dwelt with young Boulds sister hee that is my Corriuall in your Loue she requested me to aduance her to You for you are a dub'd Lady so is not shee yet Welt. But now you talk of yong Bould when did you see him Lady Wid. Not this month Maister Well-tri'd I did coniure him to forbeare my sight Indeed swore if he came I l'd be denied But t is strange you should aske for him yee two were wont neuer to be asunder Welt. Faith Maddam we neuer were together but wee differd on some argument or other And doubting least our discord might at length Breed to some quarrell I forbeare him to Fees He quarrell Bould hang him if he durst haue quarrel'd the world knowes hee 's within a mile of an oke ha's put him too 't and soundly I neuer car'd for him in my life but to see his sister hee 's an asse pox an arrant asse for doe you thinke any but an arrant asse would offer to come a wooing where a Lord atempts he quarrell hee dares not quarrell Welt. But hee dares fight my Lord vpon my knowledge And raile no more my Lord behind his back For if you doe my Lord bloud must insue Drawes Fees Oh oh my honor dies I am dead Welt. Vd'slight what 's the matter wring him by the nose Wild. A paire of riding spurs now were worth gold Maid Pins are as good prick him prick him Feesim. Oh oh Wife Hee 's come againe lift him vp Omnes How fares your Lordship Fees Oh friends you haue wrong'd my spirit to call it backe I was ee'n in Elizium at rest Welt. But why sir did you sowne Feesi. Well though I die Maister Wel-tri'd before all these I doe forgiue you because you were ignorant of my infirmitie oh sir i' st not vp yet I die againe put vp now whil'st I winke or I doe winke for euer Welt. Ti 's vp my Lord ope your eies but I pray tell mee Is this antipathie twixt bright steele and you naturall or how grew it Feesi. I l'e tell you sir any thing bright and edg'd works thus strongly with me your hilts now I can handle as boldlie looke you else Knight Nay neuer blame my Lord Maister Well-tri'd for I know a great manie will sowne at the sight of a shoulder of mutton or a quarter of Lambe my Lord may be excus'd then for a naked sword Welt. This Lord and this knight in dogge-collers would make a fine brace of beagles Maid But on my faith 't was mightily ouerseene of your father not to bring you vp to foyles or if hee had bound you Prentise to a Cutler or an Ire-monger Fees I a poxe hang him old gouty foole he neuer brought me vp to any Lordly exercise as fencing dancing rumbling and such like but forsooth I must write and reade speake languages and such base qualities fit for none but Gentlemen Now sir would I tell him Father you are a Count I am a Lo a poxe a writing and reading and languages let mee be brought vp as I was borne Subtle But how my Lord came you first not to indure the sight of steele Feesi. Why I 'le tell you Sir when I was a child an infant an Innocent Maid T' was e'ne now Fees I being in the kitchin in my Lo my fathers house the Cooke was making minc'd pyes so sir I standing by the Dresser there lay a heape of plums Here was hee mincing what did mee I sir being a notable little witty coxcombe but popt my hand iust vnder his chopping knife to snatch some Reysins and so was cut ore the hand and neuer since could I endure the sight of any edge-toole Wid. Indeede they are not fit for you my Lord and now you are all so well satisfied in this matter pray Ladies how like you this my Gentlewoman Maid In troth Maddam exceeding well I if you be prouided pray let me haue her Wife It should be my request but that I am full Wid. What