be money got Capt. Blesse your good Ladiship there 's nothing in the grave but bones and ashes In Tavernes there 's good wine and excellent wenches And Surgeons while we live Cutp. Adieu sweet Lady Lay me when I am dead neare a rich Alderman I cannot pick his Purse no I le no dying Though I steale Linnen I le not steale my shrowde yet All Send ye a happy match Exeunt Foole. And you all halters you have deserved 'em richly These do all Villanies an mischiefes of all sorts yet those they feare not To flinch where a faire 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 certaine 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 selfe to thanke ye To see your throat cut how my heart would leap Sir I would dye with you but first I would so torter ye And cow you in your end so dispise you For a weak and wretched coward you must end sure Still make ye feare and shake dispised still laugh at ye Fred. Away with her let her dye instantly Cam. Stay there 's another and a Gentleman His habit shewes no lesse may be his businesse Is for this Ladies love Fred. Say why ye come Sir and what you are Val. I am discended nobly a Prince by birth and by my trade a Souldier A Princes fellow Abidig brought me forth My Parents Duke Agenor and faire Egla My Parents Duke Agenor and faire Egla My businesse 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 virtue Spirit and sire no dreggs of dull earth in him Evan. Thou art a brave Gentleman and bravely speakest him Val. The Vessell dancing under him for joy And the rough whisling winds becalm'd to view him I saw the childe of honour for he was young Deale such an Almes amongst the spightfull pagans His towring sword flew like an eager Falcon And round about his reach invade the Turks He had intrencht himselfe in his dead quarryes The silver Cressents on the tops they carried Shranke in their heads to see his rage so bloody And from his fury suffered sad ecclipses The game of death was never plaid more nobly The meager theefe grew wanton in his mischiefes And his shrunke hollow eyes smil'd on his ruines Evan. Heaven keepe this Gentleman from being a Suitor For I shall ne're deny him he 's so noble Val. But what can last long strength and spirit wasted And fresh supplies flew on upon this Gentleman Breathlesse 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 Turke And for an houre 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 Eva. Fortune protect this man or I shall ruine him Val. I made this voyage to behold my friend To warme my love anew at his affection But since I landed I have heard his fate My Fathers had not been to me more cruell I have lamented too and yet I keepe The treasure of a few teares 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 looke on Sir I thank ye It noble spirits after their departure Can know and wish certaine his soule gives thanks too There are your teares againe and when yours faile Sir Pray ye call to me I have some store to lende ye Your name Val. Urbino 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 Urbino Val. My businsse now is Sir to wooe this Lady Evan. Blessing defend ye Do you know the danger Val. Yes and I feare it not danger 's my play-fellow Since I was man 'thas been my best companion I know your doome '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 borne a Prince If you accept the offer free you from it Val. I nor desire it I have cast the worst And even that worst to me is many blessings I lov'd my friend not measur'd out by time Nor hired by circumstance of place and honour But for his wealthy selfe and worth I lov'd him His minde and noble mold he ever mov'd in And woe his friend because she was worthy of him The only relick that he left behinde Sir To give his ashes honour Lady take me And in me keepe Valerio's love alive still When I am gone cake those that shall succeed me Heaven must want light before you want a husband To raise up Heires of love and noble memory To your unfortunate Evan. Am I still hated hast thou no end O fate of my affliction Was I ordained to be a common Murdresse And of the best men too Good Sir Val. Peace Sweet looke on my hand Evan. I do accept the Gentleman I faint with joy Fred. I stop it none shall have her convey this stranger hence Val. I am no stranger Harke to the bell that rings Harke harke proud Frederick that was King of mischief Harke thou abhorred man dost thou heare thy sentence Doe's not this bell ring in thine eares thy ruine Fred. What bell is this Cam. The Castle bell Stand sure Sir and move not if you do you perish Men. It rings your knell Alphonso King Alphonso All Alphonso King Alphonso Fred. I am betraid lock fast the Palace Cam. We have all the keyes Sir And no doore here shall shut without our Licence Clean. Do you shake now Lord Sorano no new trick Nor speedy poyson to prevent this businesse No bawdy meditation now to fly to Fred. Treason Treason Treason Cam. Yes we heare ye Enter Alphonso Rugio Marco Castruchio Queene with Guard And we have found the Traytor in your shape Sir Wee 'l keep him fast too Fred. recover'd then I am gone The Sun of all my pompe is set and vanisht Alp. Have you not forgot this face of mine King
before and now set forth in one Volume THough when all Fletcher writ and the entire Man was indulged unto that sacred fire His thoughts and his thoughts dresse appeared 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 againe untill 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 halfe the name 'T is knowne that sometimes he did stand alone That both the Spunge and Pencill were his owne That himselfe judged himselfe could singly do And was at last Beaumont and Fletcher too Else we had lost his Shepherdesse a piece Even and smooth spun from a finer fleece Where softnesse raignes where passions passions greet Gentle and high as floods of Balsam meet Where dress'd in white expressions sit bright Loves Drawne like their fairest Queen by milkie Doves A piece which Johnson in a rapture bid Come up a glorifi'd Worke 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 Spheare Where the fresh matters soare above old Theames As Prophets Raptures do above our Dreames Where in a worthy scorne he dares refuse All other Gods and makes the thing his Muse Where he calls passions up and layes them so As spirits aw'd by him to come and go Where the free Author did what e're he would And nothing will'd but what a Poet should No vast uncivill bulke swells any Scene The strength 's ingenious and the vigour cleane None can prevent the Fancy and see through At the first opening all stand wondring how The thing will be untill it is which thence With fresh delight still cheats still takes the sence The whole designe the shadowes the lights such That none can say he shewes or hides too much Businesse growes up ripened by just encrease And by as just degrees againe doth cease The heats and minutes of affaires are watcht And the nice points of time are met and snatcht Nought later then it should nought comes before Chymists and Calculators doe erre more Sex age degree affections country place The inward substance and the outward face All kept precisely all exactly fit What he would write he was before he writ 'Twixt Johnsons grave and Shakespeares lighter sound His muse so steer'd that something still was found Nor this nor that nor both but so his owne That 't was his marke and he was by it knowne Hence did he take true judgements hence did strike All pallates some way though not all alike The god of numbers might his numbers crowne And listning to them wish they were his owne Thus welcome forth what ease or wine or wit Durst yet produce that is what Fletcher writ Another FLetcher though some call it thy fault that wit So overflow'd thy scenes that ere 't was fit To come upon the Stage Beaumont was faine To bid thee be more dull that 's write againe And bate some of thy fire which from thee came In a cleare bright full but too large a flame And after all finding thy Genius such That blunted and allayed 't was yet too much Added his sober spunge and did contract Thy plenty to lesse wit to make 't exact Yet we through his corrections could see Much treasure in thy superfluity Which was so fil'd away as when we doe Cut Jewels that that 's lost is jewell too Or as men use to wash Gold which we know By losing makes the streame thence wealthy grow They who doe on thy workes severely sit And call thy store the over-births of wit Say thy miscarriages were rare and when Thou wert superfluous that thy fruitfull Pen Had no fault but abundance which did lay Out in one Scene what might well serve a Play And hence doe grant that what they call excesse Was to be reckon'd at thy happinesse From whom wit issued in a full spring-tide Much did inrich the Stage much flow'd beside For that thou couldst thine owne free fancy binde In stricter numbers and run so confin'd As to observe the rules of Art which sway In the contrivance of a true borne Play These workes proclaime which thou didst write retired From Beaumont by none but thy selfe inspired Where we see 't was not chance that made them hit Nor were thy Playes the Lotteries of wit But like to Durers Pencill which first knew The lawes of faces and then faces drew Thou knowst the aire the colour and the place The simetry which gives a Poem grace Parts are so fitted unto parts as doe Shew thou hadst wit and Mathematicks too Knewst where by line to spare where to dispence And didst beget just Comedies from thence Things unto which thou didst such life bequeath That they their owne Black-Friers unacted breath Johnson hath writ things lasting and divine Yet his Love-Scenes Fletcher compar'd to thine Are cold and frosty and exprest love so As heat with Ice or warme fires mixt with Snow Thou as if struck with the same generous darts Which burne and raigne in noble Lovers hearts Hast cloath'd affections in such native tires And so describ'd them in their owne true fires Such moving sighes such undissembled teares Such charmes of language such hopes mixt with feares Such grants after denialls such pursuits After despaire such amorous recruits That some who sate spectators have confest Themselves transform'd to what they saw exprest And felt such shafts steak through their captiv'd sence As made them rise Parts and goe Lovers thence Nor was thy stile wholly compos'd of Groves Or the soft straines of Shepheards and their Loves When thou wouldst Comick be each smiling birth In that kinde came into the world all mirth All point all edge all sharpnesse we did sit Sometimes five Acts out in pure sprightfull wit Which flowed in such true salt that we did doubt In which Scene we laught most two shillings out Shakespeare to thee was dull whose best jest lyes I' th Ladies questions and the Fooles replyes Old fashion'd wit which walkt from town to town In turn'd Hose which our fathers call'd the Clown Whose wit our nice times would obsceannesse call And which made Bawdry passe for Comicall Nature was all his Art thy veine was free As his but without his scurility From whom mirth came unforc'd no jest perplext But without labour cleane chast and unvext Thou wert not like some our small Poets who Could not be Poets were not we Poets too Whose wit is pilfring and whose veine and wealth In Poetry lyes meerely in their stealth Nor didst thou feele their drought their pangs their qualmes Their rack in writing who doe write for almes Whose wretched Genius and dependent fires But to their Benefactors dole aspires Nor hadst thou the sly trick thy selfe to praise Under thy friends names
up the messe now strike together And let them fall so Assist. Unheard of crueltie I can endure no longer seize on her Viol. Am I betraid Is this thy faith Iamy Iam. Could your desires Challenge performance of a deed so horrid Or though that you had sold your selfe to hell I should make up the bargaine Live deare Brother Live long and happy I forgive you freely To have done you this service is to me A faire Inheritance And how e're harsh language Call'd on by your rough usage pass'd my lipps In my heart I ever lov'd you All my labours Were but to shew how much your love was cozen'd When it beheld it selfe in this false Glasse That did abuse you and I am so far From envying young Ascanio his good fortune That if your State were mine I would adopt him These are the Murtherers my noble Friends Which to make triall of her bloudy purpose I won to come disguis'd thus Hen. I am too full Of griefe and shame to speake but what I 'le doe Shall to the world proclaime my penitence And howsoever I have liv'd I 'le die A much chang'd man Iam. Were it but possible You could make satisfaction to this woman Our joyes were perfect Hen. That 's my onely comfort That it is in my power I ne're was married To this bad woman though I doted on her But daily did deferre it still expecting When griefe would kill Iacintha Assist. All is come out And finds a faire successe take her Don Henrique And once againe embrace your Son Hen. Most gladly Assist. Your Brother hath deserv'd well Hen. And shall share The moitie of my State Assist. I have heard Advocate What an ill Instrument you have bin to him From this time strengthen him with honest counsells As you 'le deserve my pardon Bar. I 'le change my Copy But I am punish'd for I feare I have had A smart blow though unseene Assist. Curat and Sexton I have heard of you too let me heare no more And what 's past is forgotten For this woman Though her intent were bloody yet our Law Calls it not death yet that her punishment May deter others from such bad attempts The Dowry she brought with her shall be emploi'd To build a Nunnery where she shall spend The remnant of her life Viol. Since I have miss'd my ends I scorne what can fall on me Assist. The strict discipline Of the Church will teach you better thoughts And Signiors You that are Batchelours if you ever marry In Bartolus you may behold the issue Of Covetousnesse and Jealousie And of dotage And falshood in Don Henrique keep a meane then For be assur'd that weake man meets all ill That gives himselfe up to a womans will Exeunt Prologue TO tell ye Gentlemen we have a Play A new one too and that 't is launch'd to day The Name ye know that 's nothing to my Story To tell ye 't is familiar void of Glory Of State of Bitternesse of wit you 'll say For that is now held wit that tends that way Which we avoid To tell ye to 't is merry And meant to make ye pleasant and not weary The Streame that guides ye easie to attend To tell ye that 't is good is to no end If you believe not Nay to goe thus far To sweare it if you sweare against is war To assure you any thing unlesse you see And so conceive is vanity in me Therefore I leave it to it selfe and pray Like a good Barke it may worke out to day And stem all doubts 't was built for such a proofe And we hope highly if she lye aloofe For her owne vantage to give wind at will Why let her worke onely be you but still And sweet opinion'd and we are bound to say You are worthy Judges and you crowne the Play Epilogue THe Play is done yet our Suit never ends Still when you part you would stil part our friends Our noblest friends if ought have falne amis O let it be sufficient that it is And you have pardon'd it In Buildings great All the whole Body cannot be so neat But something may be mended Those are faire And worthy love that may destroy but spare FINIS THE LITTLE FRENCH LAWYER Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Dinant and Cleremont Din. DIsswade me not Clere. It will breed a braule Din. I care not I weare a Sword Cler. And weare discretion with it Or cast it off let that direct your arme 'T is madnesse els not valour and more base Then to receive a wrong Din. Why would you have me Sit downe with a disgrace and thanke the doer We are not Stoicks and that passive courage Is onely now commendable in Lackies Peasants and Tradesemen not in men of ranke And qualitie as I am Cler. Doe 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 Kingdome For the honour of our Countrey and our Prince Poures it selfe out with prodigall expence Upon our Mothers lap the Earth that bred us For every trifle and these private Duells Which had their first originall from the French And for which to this day we are justly censured And banisht from all civill Governments Scarce three in Venice in as many yeares In Florence they are rarer and in all The faire Dominions of the Spanish King They are never heard of Nay those neighbour Countries Which gladly imitate our other follies And come at a deare rate to buy them of us Begin now to detest them Din. Will you and yet Cler. And I have heard that some of our late Kings For the lie wearing of a Mistris feathers A cheate at Cards or Dice and such like causes Have lost as many gallant Gentlemen As might have met the great Turke in the field With confidence of a glorious Victorie And shall we then Din. No more for shame no more Are you become a Patron to 't is a new one No more on 't burn 't give it to some Orator To help him to enlarge his exercise With such a one it might doe well and profit The Curat of the Parish but for Cleremont The bold and under-taking Cleremont To talke thus to his friend his friend that knowes him Dinant that knowes his Cleremont is absurd And meere Apocripha Cler. Why what know you of me Din. Why if thou hast forgot thy selfe I 'll tell thee And not looke backe to speake of what thou wert At fifteene for at those yeares I have heard Thou wast flesh'd and enter'd bravely Cler. Well sir well Din. But yesterday thou wast the common second Of all that onely knew thee thou hadst bills Set up on every post to give thee notice Where any difference was and who were parties And as to save the charges of the Law Poore men seeke Arbitrators thou wert chosen By such as knew thee not to compound quarrells But thou wert so
The vertuous Widow Fath. The vertuous widow Sir I know none such Pray what 's her name Ser. Laelia Fath. I knew you err'd 'T is not to me I warrant ye there Sir Carry it to those she feedes fat with such favours I am a stranger to her Ser. Good Sir take it And if you will I 'le sweare she sent it to you For I am sure mine eye never went off ye Since you forsook the Gentlemen you talk'd with Just at her doore Fath. Indeed I talkt with two Within this halfe houre in the street Ser. 'T is you Sir And none but you I am sent to wiser men Would have been thankfull sooner and receiv'd it 'T is not a fortune every man can brag of And from a woman of her excellence Fa. Well Sir I am Chatechiz'd what more belongs to 't Ser. This only Sir she would intreat you come This evening to her without faile Fa. I will Ser. You ghesse where Fa. Sir I have a tongue else Exit Ser. She is down-right Devill or else my wants And her disobedience have provok't her To looke into her foule selfe and be sorry I wonder how she knew me I had thought I had been the same to all I am to them That chang'd me thus God pardon me for lying For I have paid it home many a good man That had but found the profit of my way Would forsweare telling true againe in hast Enter Lodovico and Piso Here are my praters now if I did well I should be labour 'em but I have found A way to quiet 'em worth a thousand on 't Lod. If we could get a fellow that would do it Fa. What villany is now in hand Piso 'T will be hard to be done in my opinion Unlesse we light upon an English-man With seven-score surfets in him Lod. Are the English-men such stubborn drinkers Piso Not a leake at Sea Can sucke more liquor you shall have their children Christned in mull'd sacke and at five yeares old able To knocke a Dane downe Take an English-man And cry St. George and give him but a rasher And you shall have him upon even terms Defy a hogshead such a one would do it Home boy and like a work-man at what weapon Lod. Sherry sack I would have him drinke stark dead If it were possible at worst past pottage Piso What is the end then Lod. Dost thou not perceive it If he be drunke dead ther 's a faire end of him If not this is my end or by enticing Or by deceiving to conduct him where The foole is that admires him and if sober His nature be so rugged what wil t be When he is hot with wine come le ts about it If this be done but handsomely I 'le pawne My head she hath done with souldiers Piso This may do well Fa. Here 's a new way to murther men alive I 'le choake this traine God save ye Gentlemen It is to you stay yes it is to you Lod. What 's to me Fath. You are fortunate I cannot stand to tell you more now meete me Here soone and you 'l be made a man Exit Father Lod. What Vision 's this Piso I know not Lod. Well I 'le meet it Think you ot'h other and let me a while Dreame of this fellow Piso For the Drunkard Lodowicke Let me alone Lod. Come let 's about it then Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Clora and Franke Clo. Ha ha ha pray let me laugh extreamly Fra. Why prethee why hast thou such cause Clo. Yes faith my brother wil be here straightway Fra. What Clo. The other party ha ha ha Fra. VVhat party VVench thou art not drunke Clo. No faith Fra. Faith thou hast been among the bottles Clora Clo. Faith but I have not Franke Prethee be handsom The Captaine comes along too wench Fra. O is that it That tickles ye Clo. Yes and shall tickle you too You understand me Fra. By my troth thou art grown A strange lewd wench I must e'ne leave thy company Thou wilt spoile me else Clo. Nay thou art spoil'd to my hand Hadst thou been free as a good wench ought to be VVhen I went first a birding for thy Love And roundly said that is the man must doe it I had done laughing many an houre agoe Fra. And what dost thou see in him now thou knowst him To be thus laught at Clo. Prethee be not angry And I 'le speake freely to thee Fra. Doe I will not Clo. Then as I hope to have a handsome husband This fellow in mine eye and Franke I am held To have a shrewd ghesse at a pretty fellow Appeares a strange thing Fra. Why how strange for Gods sake He is a man and one that may content For any thing I see a right good woman And sure I am not blinde Clo. There lyes the question For but you say he is a man and I Will credit you I should as soone have thought him Another of Gods creatures out upon him His body that can promise nothing But lazinesse and long strides Fra. These are your eyes Where were they Clora when you fell in love With the old foot-man for singing of Queen Dido And swore he look'd in his old velvet trucks And his slyc't Spanish Jerkin like Don Iohn You had a parlous judgment then my Clora Clo. Who told you that Fra. I heard it Clo. Come be friends The Souldier is a Mars no more we are all Subject to slide away Fra. Nay laugh on still Clo. No faith thou art a good wench and 't is pity Thou shouldst not be well quarred at thy entring Thou art so high flown for him Look whos 's there Enter Fabricio and Iacamo Iac. Prethee goe single what should I do there Thou knowst I hate these visitations As I hate peace or perry Fab. Wilt thou never Make a right man Iac. You make a right foole of me To lead me up and down to visit women And be abus'd and laugh'd at let me sterve If I know what to say unlesse I aske 'em What their shooes cost Fab. Fye upon thee coward Canst thou not sing Iac. Thou knowest I can sing nothing But Plumpion parke Fab. Thou't be bold enough When thou art enterd once Jac. I had rather enter A breach If I miscarry by this hand I will have you by 'th eares for 't Fab. Save ye Ladies Clora Sweet brother I dare sweare you 'r welcome hither So is your Friend Fab. Come blush not but salute 'em Franck Good Sir beleeve your Sister you are most welcome So is this worthy Gentleman whose vertues I shall be proud to be acquainted with Iac. She has found me out already and has paid me Shall we be going Fab. Peace Your goodnesse Lady Will ever be afore us for my selfe I will not thanke you single lest I leave My friend this Gentleman out of acquaintance Iac. More of me yet Fra. Would I were able Sir From either of your worths to merit thankes Clo. But brother is
of this sure they have murtherd him what shall I do Mer. Be not so grieved before you know the truth you have time enough to weepe this is the sodainst mischiefe did you not bring an Officer to search there where you say you found his cloaths Ser. Yes and wee searcht it and charg'd the fellow with him but he like a rogue stubborn rogue made answer he knew not where he was he had been there but where he was now he could not tell I tell you true I fear him Wife Are all my hopes and longings to enjoy him After this 3 yeares travell come to this Ser. It is the rankest house in all the City the most cursed roguy bawdi-house hell fire it Mer. This is the worst I heard yet will you go home I 'le beare you company and give you the best help I may this being here will wrong you Wife As you are a Gentleman and as you loved your dead friend let me not goe home that will but heape one sorrow on another Mer. Why purpose any thing and I 'le perform 't I am at my wits end too Ser. So am I O my deare Master Mer. Peace you great foole Wife Then good Sir cary me to some retired place far from the sight of this unhappy City whether you will indeed so it be far enough Mer. If I might councel you I think 't were better to go home and try what may be done yet hee may bee at home afore you who can tell Wife O no I know he 's dead I know hee 's murder'd tell me not of going home you murder me too Mer. Well since it pleases you to have it so I will no more perswade you to go home I 'le be your guide in the Countrey as your griefe doth command me I have a Mother dwelling from this place some 20. miles the house though homely yet able to shew something like a welcome thither I 'le see you safe with all your sorrows Wife With all the speed that may be thought upon I have a Coach here ready good Sir quickly I 'le fit you my fine husband Mer. It shall be so if this fellow be dead I see no band of any other man to tye me from my will and I will follow her with such carefull service that she shall either be my Love or Wife will you walke in Wife I thank you Sir but one word with my man and I am ready keepe the Irish fellow safe as you love your life for he I feare has a deep hand in this then search agen get out warrants for that naughty man that keeps the bad house that he may answer it if you find the body give it due buriall farewell You shall heare from mee keep all safe Exeunt Ser. O my sweet Mr Antonio knocking within Ant. within Man-a-cree the Devill take thee wilt thou kill me here I prethee now let me goe seeke my Mr. I shall be very cheel else Enter Servant Ser. Do you hear man-a-cree I 'le cree your coxcombe and you keep not still down you rogue Ant. Good sweet fact serving-man let me out I beseech de and by my trot I will give dye Worship 2. shillings in good argott to buy dy VVorship pippines Ser. This rogue thinks all the worth of man consists in Peepins by this light I 'le beate rebellion out of you for ever Ant. Wilt thou not heare me man is fet I 'le give thee all I have about me Ser. I thank you Sir so I may have picking worke Ant. Here is five shillings man Here is a cudgell a very good one Enter two Serving-men 2 Ser. How now what 's the matter wher 's the Irishman 1 Ser. There a wyth take him he makes more noyse alone there then ten Lawyers can do with double a scurvy Case 2 Ser. Let him out I must talke with him Enter Antonio Ant. Wilt thou give me some drinke ô hone I am very dry man 2 Ser. You shall have that shall quench your thirst my friend Ant. Fate dost thou meane man 2 Ser. Even a good tough halter Ant. A halter ô hone 2 Ser. Sirha you are a mischievous rogue that 's the truth Ant. No fet I am not 1 Ser Shall I knocke out his braines I have kill'd dogs have been worth three of him for all uses 2 Ser. Sirah the truth on 't is you must with mee to a Justice O Roger Roger 1 Ser. Why what 's the matter William 2 Ser. Heavy newes Roger heavy newes God comfort us 1 Ser. What is 't man Ant. What 's the matter now I am e'ne weary of this way would were out on 't 1 Ser. My Mr. sure is murdered Roger and this cursed rogue feare has had a hand in 't Ant. No fet not 1 Ser. Stand away I 'le kic kt out of him come sirha mount I 'le make you dance you Rascall kill my Master If thy breech were cannon proofe having this good cause on my side I would encounter it hold faire Shamrocke Ant. Why how now sirs you wil not murder me indeed 2 Ser. Blesse us Roger Ant. Nay I am no spirit 2 Ser. How do you Sir this is my very Master Ant. Why well enough yet but you have a heavy foote of your owne where 's my wife 1 Ser. Alas poor sorrowfull Gentlewoman she thinks you are dead and has given o're house-keeping Ant. Whether is she gone then 1 Ser. Into the Countrey with the Gentleman your friend Sir to see if she can wear her sorrows out there she weeps and takes on too too Ant. This falls out pat I shall be everlasting for a name doe you hear upon your lives and faiths to me not one word I am living but let the same report passe along that I am murther'd still I am made for ever 1 Ser. Why Sir Ant. I have a Cause Sir that 's enough for you well if I be not famous I am wrong'd much for any thing I know I will not trouble him this weeke at least noe let them take their way one of another 1 Ser. Sir will you be still an Irish-man Ant. Yes a while 2 Ser. But your Worship will be beaten no more Ant. No I thanke you William 1 Ser. In truth Sir if it must be so I 'le doe it better then a stranger Ant. Goe you are Knaves both but I forgive you I am almost mad with the apprehension of what I shall be not a word I charge you Exeunt Enter Valerio and Viola Val. Come pretty soul we now are neer our home And whilst our horses are walkt downe the hill Let thou and I walke here over this Close The foot-way is more pleasant 't is a time My pretty one not to be wept away For every living thing is full of love Art not thou so too hah Vio. Nay there are living things empty of love Or I had not been here but for my selfe Alas I have too much Val. It cannot be that so much
a faire storie of your friend Clar. Of truth sir now what 's the matter Enter a Servant Serv. There is a gentleman At doore would speak with you on private businesse Clara. With me Serv. He saies so and brings haste about him Clara. Wait on him in Exit Serv. Lisan. I will retire the while to the next room Clar. We shall not long disturbe you Ent. Alcidon Alc. Save ye sir Clara. The like to you fair sir pray you come neare Alc. Pray you instruct me for I know you not With Monsieur Clarange I would speake Clar. I am he sir Ye are nobly welcome I wait your businesse Alcid. This will informe you Clara. Will you please to sit down Reads He shall command me sir I le wait upon him Within this houre Alcid. Y' are a noble gentleman Wil 't please you bring a friend we are two of us And pitty either sir should be unfurnish'd Clara. I have none now and the time is set so short 'T will not be possible Alc. Doe me the honour I know you are so full of brave acquaintance And worthy friends you cannot want a partner I would be loath to stand still sir besides You know the custome and the vantage of it If you come in alone Clar. And I must meet it Alc. Send wee 'l defer an houre let us be equall Games won and lost on equall tearmes shew fairest Clar. 'T is to no purpose to send any whither Unlesse men be at home by Revelation So please you breath a while when I have done with him You may be exercis'd too I le trouble no man Enter Lisander Lis. They are very loud Now what 's the newes Clara. I must leave you Leave you a while two houres hence I le returne friend Lisan. Why what 's the matter Clar. A little businesse Lis. And 't be but a little you may take me with ye Clar. 'T will be a trouble to you Lis. No indeed to do you service I account a pleasure Clar. I must alone Lisan. Why Clarang. 'T is necessity Before you passe the walks and back agen I will be with ye Lis. If it be not unmannerly To presse you I would goe Claran. I le tell you true sir This gentleman and I upon appointment Are going to visit a Lady Lisond. I am no Capuchin why should not I goe Alc. Take the gentleman Come he may see the gentlewoman too And be most welcome I do beseech you take him Lisan. By any means I love to see a gentlewoman A prettie wench too Clar. Well sir wee 'll meet you And at the place My service to the Lady Alc. I kisse your hand Exit Clara. Prethee read o're her Letter Lisander reads Monsieur I Know you have consider'd the dark sentence Olinda gave us and that however she disguis'd it it pointed more at our swords edges then our bodies banishments the last must enjoy her if we retire our youths ars lost in wandring in emulation we shall grow old men and feeble Which is the scorne of love and rust of honour and so return more fit to wed our Sepulchers then the Saint we aime at let us therefore make our journey short and our hearts ready and with our swords in our hands put it to fortune which shall be worthy to receive that blessing I le stay you on the mountaine our old hunting place this gentleman alone runs the hazzard with me and so I kisse your hand Your servant Lidian Is this your wench you 'll finde her a sharp Mistris What have I thrust my selfe into is this that Lidian You told me of Clara. The same Lisan. My Ladies brother No cause to heave my sword against but his To save the father yesterday and this morning To help to kill the son this is most courteous The onely way to make the daughter doat on me Clara. Why doe you muse would ye goe off Lis. No no I must on now this will be kindly taken No life to sacrifice but part of hers Doe you fight straight Clara. Yes presently Lis. To morrow then The balefull tidings of this day will break out And this nights Sun will set in bloud I am troubl'd If I am kill'd I am happy Clara. VVill you goe friend Lis. I am ready sir fortune thou hast made me monstrous Exeunt Enter Malfort and Clarinda Malf. Your cousin and my true friend lusty Leon Shall know how you use me Clar. Be more temperate Or I will never use nor know you more i th' way of a seruant all the house takes notice Of your ridiculous fopperie I have no sooner Perform'd my duties in my Ladies chamber And she scarce down the staires but you appeare Like my evill spirit to me Mal. Can the fish live out of the water or the Salamander Out of the fire or I live warme but in The frying-pan of your favour Cla. Pray you forget Your curious comparisons borrowed from The pond and kitchin and remember what My Ladies pleasure is forth entertainment Of her noble father Ma I would learn the art of memory in your table book Cla. Very good sir no more but up and ride I apprehend Your meaning soft fire makes sweet mault sir I 'le answer you in a Provetbe Mal. But one kisse from thy honey lippe Cla. You sight too high my hand is A faire ascent from my foot his slavering kisses Spoyle me more gloves enough for once you 'l surfet With too much grace Mal. Have you no imployment for me Cla. Yes yes go send for Leon and convey him Into the private Arbour from his mouth I heare your praises with more faith Ma. I am gone-yet one thing ere I go there 's at the dore The rarest Fortune-teller he hath told me The strangest things he knows ye are my Mistris And under seale deliver'd how many children I shall beget on you pray you give him hearing He 'l make it good to you Gla. A cunning man Of your own making howsoe're I 'le heare him At your intreaty Mal. Now I perceive ye love me At my entreaty come in friend remember To speake as I directed he knows his lesson And the right way to please her this it is To have a head-peece Exit Enter Lancelot like a Fortune-teller with a Purse and two Letters in it Cla. 'T is said you can tell Fortunes to come Lan. Yes Mistris and what 's past Unglove your hand by this straight line I see You have laine crooked Cla. How laine crooked Lan. Yes and in that posture plaid at the old game No body heares me and I 'le be no blab And at it lost your maiden-head Cla. A shrewd fellow 'T is truth but not to be confess'd in this Your palmestry deceaves you some thing else sir Lan. Ye are a great woman with your Lady and Acquainted with her counsels Cla. Still more strange Lan. There is a noble Knight Lisander loves her Whom she regards not and the destinies With whom I am familiar have deliver'd
I lov'd 'em both Dor. It seemes so How many more have you to love so Lady They were both fooles to fight for such a Fidle Certaine there was a dearth of noble anger When a slight woman was thought worth a quarrell Olin. Pray you thinke nobler Do. I 'le tell thee what I thinke the plague war famine Nay put in dice and drunkennesse and those You 'l grant are pretty helpes kill not so many I meane so many noble as your loves do Rather your lewdnesse I crave your mercy women Be not offended if I anger ye I am sure ye have touch'd me deep I came to be merry And with my children but to see one ruin'd By this fell accident are they all dead If they be speake Clean. What newes Enter Beronte Alcidon Clarinda following with a letter Ber. What dead ye pose me I understand you not Clea. My brother Lidian Clarange and their seconds Ber. Here is one of 'em and sure this Gentleman 's alive Alc. I hope so so is your son sir so is brave Clarange They fought indeed and they were hurt sufficiently We were all hurt that bred the generall rumour But friends againe all and like friends we parted Clea. Heard ye of Lisander Ber. Yes and miss'd him narrowly He was one of the combatants fought with this Gentleman Second against your brother by his wisdome For certainly good fortune followes him All was made peace I 'le tell you the rest at dinner For we are hungry Alc. I before I eate Must pay a vow I am sworne to my life Madam Was at Lisander's mercy I live by it And for the noble favour he desir'd me To kisse your faire hand for him offering This second service as a Sacrifice At the Altar of your vertues Dor. Come joy on all sides Heaven will not suffer honest men to perish Clean. Be proud of such a friend Dor. Forgive me Madam It was a griefe might have concern'd you neare too Clea. No worke of excellence but still Lisander Go thy waies worthy Olin. Wee 'l be merry too Were I to speake againe I would be wiser Ex. Manet Cal. Clarin stayes Calist Cal. Too much of this rare cordiall makes me sick However I obey you Clarin. Now or never is an apt time to move her Madam Cal Who 's that Clari. Your servant I would speake with your Ladyship Cal. Why dost thou looke about Clarin. I have private businesse That none must heare but you Lisander Cal. Where Clarin. Nay is not here but would entreat this favor Some of your Balsome from your own hand given For he is much hurt and that he thinkes would cure him Cal. He shall have all my prayers too Clarind. But conceive me It must be from your selfe immediately Pitty so brave a Gentleman should perish He is superstitious and he holds your hand Of infinite power I would not urge this Madam But only in a mans extreames to helpe him Cal. Let him come good wench 't is that I wish I am happy in 't My husband his true friend my noble father The faire Olinda all desire to see him He shall have many hands Clarind. That he desires not Nor eyes but yours to looke upon his miseries For then he thinkes 't would be no perfect cure Madam He would come private Cal. How can that be here I shall do wrong unto all those that honour him Besides my credit Clarin. Dare ye not trust a hurt man Not straine a curtesie to save a Gentleman To save his life that has sav'd all your family A man that comes like a poore mortifi'd Pilgrim Only to beg a blessing and depart againe He would but see you that he thinkes would cure him But since you find fit reasons to the contrary And that it cannot stand with your cleare honour Though you best know how well he has deserv'd of ye I 'l send him word backe though I grieve to do it Grieve at my soule for certainly 't will kill him What your will is Cal. Stay I will thinke upon 't where is he wench Clarin. If you desire to see him Let not that trouble you he shall be with ye And in that time that no man shall suspect ye Your honour Madam is in your own free keeping Your care in me in him all honesty If ye desire him not let him passe by ye And all this businesse reckon but a dreame Cal. Go in and counsell me I would faine see him And willingly comfort him Clarin. 'T is in your power And if you dare trust me you shall do it safely Read that and let that tell you how he honours you Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter Clarinda with a Key and Leon Leon THis happy night Kisses her Clarin. Preserve this eagernesse Till we meet nearer there is something done Will give us opportunity Leon Witty girle the plot Clarind, You shall heare that at leasure The whole house reeles with joy at the report Of Lidians safety and that joy increas'd From their affection to the brave Lisander In being made the happy instrument to compound The bloudy difference Leon They will heare shortly that Will turne their mirth to mourning he was then The principall meanes to save two lives but since There are two falne and by his single hand For which his life must answer if the King Whose arme is long can reach him Cla. We have now no spare time to heare stories take this key 'T will make your passage to the banquetting house I' the garden free Leon You will not faile to come Cla. For mine owne sake ne're doubt it now for Lisander Exit Enter Dorilaus Cleander Servants with lights Dor. To bed to bed 't is very late Clea. To bed all I have dranke a health too much Dor. You 'l sleep the better My usuall phisicke that way Clean. Where 's your Mistris Clarin. She is above but very ill and aguish The late fright of her brother has much troubl'd her She would entreate to lye alone Clea. Her pleasure Do. Commend my love to her and my prayers for her health I 'le see her ere I goe Ex. Manet Clarin Clarin. All good rest to ye Now to my watch for Lisander when he 's furnish'd For mine own friend since I stand Centinell I love to laugh i' th' evenings too and may The priviledge of my place will warrant it Exit Enter Lisander and Lancelot Lis. You have done well hetherto where are we now Lan. Not far from the house I heare by th' owles There are many of your welch falkoners about it Here were a night to choose to run away with Another mans wife and do the feate Lis. Peace knave The house is here before us and some may heare us The candles are all out Lanc. But one i' the parlor I see it simper hether pray come this way Lis. Step to the garden doore and feele and 't be open Lan. I am going lucke deliver me from the saw pits Or I
The Court shall be brought to you then how now who is 't 1. Maid An ancient woman with a maid attending A pretty girle but out of cloathes for a little money It seemes she would put her to your bringing up Madam Enter Woman and Phebe Leu. Let her come in Would ye ought with us good woman I pray be short we are full of businesse Wo. I have a tender girle here and 't please your honour Leu. Very well VVom. That hath a great desire to serve your worship Leu. It may be so I am full of Maids VVom. She is young forsooth And for her truth and as they say her bearing Leu. Ye say well come ye hither maid let me feel your pulse 'T is some what weak but nature will grow stronger Let me see your leg she treads but low i th' pasternes VVom. A cork heele Madam Leu. We know what will doe it Without your aime good woman what do you pitch her at Shee 's but a slight toy cannot hold out long VVom. Even what you think is meet Leu. Give her ten Crowns we are full of businesse Shee is a poore woman let her take a Cheese home Enter the wench i th' office Ex. VVom. 1. Mai. 2. Maid What 's your name sister Phe. Phebe forsooth Leu. A pretty name 't will doe well Goe in and let the other maid instruct ye Phebe Ex. Phe. Let my old velvet skirt be made fit for her I 'le put her into action for a wascoate And when I have rigg'd her up once this small Pinnace Shall saile for gold and good store too who 's there Knock within Ent. Menippe Lord shall we never have any ease in this world Still troubled still molested what would you have I cannot furnish ye faster then I am able And ye were my husband a thousand times I cannot do it At least a dozen poasts are gone this morning For severall parts of the Kingdome I can do no more But pay 'em and instruct 'em Men. Prethee good sweet heart I come not to disturbe thee nor discourage thee I know thou labour'st truly harke in thine eare Leu. Ha What do you make so dainty on 't looke there I am an Asse I can do nothing Men. Celia I this is she a stranger borne Leu. What would you give for more now Men. Prethee my best Leucippe ther 's much hangs on t Lodg'd at the end of Marse's street that 's true too At the sacke of such a Towne by such a Souldier Preserv'd a prisoner and by Prince Demetrius Bought from that man againe maintain'd and favourd How came you by this knowledge Leu. Poore weake man I have a thousand eyes when thou art sleeping Abroad and full of businesse Men. You never tri'd her Leu. No she is beyond my levell so hedg'd in By the Princes infinite love and favour to her Men. She is a hansome wench Leu. A delicate and knowes it And out of that proofe armes her selfe Men. Come in then I have a great designe from the King to you And you must worke like waxe now Leu. On this Lady Men. On this and all your wits call home Leu. I have done Toyes in my time of some note old as I am I thinke my braines will worke without barme Take up the Bookes Men. As we goe in I 'le tell ye Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Antigonus Tymon Lords and a Souldier Ant. No face of sorrow for this losse 't will choake him Nor no man misse a friend I know his nature So deep imprest with griefe for what he has suffer'd That the least adding to it adds to his ruine His losse is not so infinite I hope Souldier Soul Faith neither great nor out of discretion The young men out of heate Enter Demetrius Leontius and Lieutenant Ant. I ghesse the manner Lord Men. The Prince and 't like your Grace Ant. You are welcome home sir Come no more sorrow I have heard your fortune And I my self haue tride the like cleare up man I will not have ye take it thus if I doubted Your feare 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 Neglect of rule having his councell with ye Or too vaine-glorious appetite of fame Your men forgot and scatter'd Leo. None of these sir He shew'd himselfe a noble gentleman Every way apt to rule Ant. These being granted Why should you think you have done an act so hainous That nought but discontent dwells round about ye I have lost a Battaile Leo. I and fought it hard too Ant. With as much meanes as man Leo. Or devill could urge it Ant. Twenty to one of our side now Leo. Turne Tables Beaten like dogs againe like Owles you take it To hart for flying but a mile before 'em And to say truth 't was no flight neither sir 'T was but a walke a handsome walke I have tumbl'd with this old body beaten like a stock-fish And stuck with arrowes 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 ere he comes to 't Yet I have seen him trip it tithely too And cry the devill take the hindmost ever Lieu. I learn'd it of my betters Leo. Boudge at this Ant. Has fortune but one face Lieu. In her best vizard Me thinks she looks but lowzily Ant. Chance though she faint now And sink below our expectations Is there no hope left strong enough to boy her Dem. 'T is not this day I fled before the enemie And lost my people left mine honour murder'd My mayden honour never to be ransom'd VVhich to a noble soule is too too sencible Afflicts me with this sadnesse most of these Time may turne straight againe experience perfect And new swords cut new wayes to nobler fortunes O I have lost Ant. As you are mine forget it I doe not think it losse Demet. O sir forgive me I have lost my friends those worthy soules bred with me I have lost my selfe they were the pieces of me I have lost all Arts my Schooles are taken from me Honour and Armes 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 sulphure in 't this burnes and boyles me And like a fatall Tombe bestrides my memorie Antig. 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. VVhen would he weep for me thus I may be dead and powder'd Leo. Good Prince grieve not VVe are not certaine of their deaths the enemy Though he be hot and keene Yet holds good Quarter VVhat noyse is this Great Shout within Enter Gentlemen Lieu.
me ye had best and kill an innocent Brother why Cosen by this light I le die too This Gentleman is temperate be you merciful Alas the Swords Am. You had best run me through the belly 'T will be a valiant thrust Ism. I faint amongst ye Ant. Pray ye be not fearful I have done sweet Lady My sword's already aw'd and shall obey ye I come not here to violate sweet beauty I bow to that Ism. Brother you see this Gentleman This Noble Gentleman Lis. Let him avoid then And leave our Walk Ant. The Lady may command Sir She bears an eye more dreadful then your weapon Ism. What a sweet nature this man has dear brother Put up your sword Ter. Let them put up and walk then Ant. No more loud words there 's time enough before us For shame put up do honour to these beauties Mar. Our way is this We will not be denyde it Ter. And ours is this we will not be cross'd in it Ant. What ere your way is Lady 't is a fair one And may it never meet with rude hands more Nor rough uncivil Tongues Exeunt Ism. I thank ye Sir Indeed I thank ye nobly A brave Enemie Here 's a sweet temper now This is a man Brother This Gentleman's anger is so nobly seated That it becomes him Yours proclaim ye Monsters What if he be our House-Foe we may brag on 't We have ne'er a friend in all our House so honourable I had rather from an Enemie my Brother Learn worthy distances and modest difference Then from a race of empty friends loud nothings I am hurt between ye Am. So am I I fear too I am sure their swords were between my leggs deer Cosen Why look ye pale where are ye hurt Ism. I know not But here me-thinks Lis. Unlace her gentle Cosen Ism. My heart my heart and yet I blesse the Hurter Am. Is it so dangerous Ism. Nay nay I faint not Am. Here is no blood that I find sure 't is inward Ism. Yes yes 't is inward 't was a subtle weapon The hurt not to be cur'd I fear Lis. The Coach there Am. May be affright Ism. Aminta 't was a sweet one And yet a cruel Am. Now I find the wound plain A wondrous handsome Gentleman Ism. Oh no deeper Prethee be silent wench it may be thy cause Am. You must be searched the wound will rancle Cosen And of so sweet a nature Ism. Deer Aminta Make it not sorer Am. And on my life admires ye Ism. Call the Coach Cosen Am. The Coach the Coach Ter, 'T is ready bring the Coach there Lis. Well my brave enemies we shall yet meet ye And our old hate shall testifie Ter. It shall Cosen Exeunt Scaena secunda Enter Antonio and Martine Ant. Their swords alas I weigh 'em not deer Friend The indiscretion of the Owners blunts 'em The fury of the House affrights not me It spends it self in words Oh me Martine There was a two edg'd eye a Lady carried A weapon that no valour can avoyd Nor Art the hand of Spirit put aside O Friend it broke out on me like a bullet Wrapt in a cloud of fire that point Martine Dazled my sence and was too subtle for me Shot like a Comet in my face and wounded To my eternal ruine my hearts valour Mar. Methinks she was no such peece Ant. Blaspheme not Sir She is so far beyond weak commendation That impudence will blush to think ill of her Mar. I see it not and yet I have both eies open And I could judge I know there is no beauty Till our eies give it'em and make 'em hansom What 's red and white unles we do allow 'em A green face else and me-thinks such an other Ant. Peace thou leud Heretick Thou judge of beauties Thou hast an excellent sense for a signe-post Friend Dost thou not see I le swear thou art soon blind else As blind as ignorance when she appear'd first Aurora breaking in the east and through her face As if the Hours and Graces had strew'd Roses A blush of wonder flying when she was frighted At our uncivil swords didst thou not mark How far beyond the purity of snow The soft wind drives whitenes of innocence Or any thing that bears Celestial palenes She appear'd o' th' sodain Didst thou see her tears When she intreated O thou Reprobate Didst thou not see those orient tears flow'd from her The little Worlds of Love A sett Martine Of such sanctified Beads and a holy heart to love I could live ever a Religious Hermite Mar. I do beleeve a little and yet me-thinks She was of the lowest stature Ant. A rich Diamond Set neat and deep Natures chief Art Martine Is to reserve her Modells curious Not cumbersome and great and such a one For fear she should exceed upon her matter Has she fram'd this Oh 't is a spark of beauty And where they appear so excellent in little They will but flame in great Extention spoils 'em Martine learn this the narrower that our eies Keep way unto our object still the sweeter That comes unto us Great bodies are like Countries Discovering still toyle and no pleasure finds 'em Mar. A rare Cosmographer for a small Island Now I believe she is handsom Ant. Belive heartily Let thy belief though long a coming save thee Mar. She was certain fair Ant. But heark ye Friend Martine Do not believe your self too far before me For then you may wrong me Sir Mar. Who bid ye teach me Do you show me meat and stitch my lips Antonio Is that fair play Ant. Now if thou shouldst abuse me And yet I know thee for an arrant Wencher A most immoderate thing thou canst not love long Mar. A little serves my turn I fly at all games But I believe Ant. How if we never see her more Shee is our enemie Mar. Why are you jealous then As far as I conceive she hates our whole House Ant. Yet good Martine Mar. Come come I have mercy on ye You shall enjoy her in your dream Antonio And I 'll not hinder though now I perswade my self Enter Aminta with a Letter Ant. Sit with perswasion down and you deal honestly I will look better on her Mar. Stay who 's this Friend Ant. Is 't not the other Gentlewoman Mar. Yes a Letter She brings no challenge sure if she do Antonio I hope shee 'l be a Second too I am for her Am. A good houre Gentlemen Ant. You are welcom Lady 'T is like our late rude passage has powr'd on us Some reprehension Am. No I bring no anger Though some deserv'd it Ant. Sure we were all too blame Lady But for my part in all humility And with no little shame I ask your pardons Indeed I wear no sword to fright sweet beauties Am. You have it and this Letter pray ye Sir view it And my Commission 's done Mar. Have ye none for me Lady Am. Not at this time Mar. I am sorry for 't
With patience in despising all your cruelties And make you choke with anger Ses. Away I say Mar. Stay sir h 'as given you such bold language I am not reconcil'd to him yet and therefore He shall not have his wish observ'd so neerly To die when he please I beseech you stay sir Ses. Do with him what thou wilt Mar. Carry him to th' Bilboes And clap him fast there with the Prince Viro. Do Lady For any death you give I am bound to blesse you Exit Virolet and Saylors Mar. Now to your Cabin sir pray lean upon me And take your rest the Surgeons waite all for you Ses. Thou makest me blush to see thee bear thy fortuns Why sure I have no hurt I have not fought sure Mast. You bleed apace Sir Mart. Ye grow cold too Ses. I must be ruld no leaning My deepest wounds scorn Crutches All A brave Generall Flor. Trumpets Cornets Exeunt omnes Enter two Saylors 1 Sayl. Will they not moore her 2 Sayl. Not till we come to the Fort This is too weak a place for our defences The Carpenters are hard at worke she swims well And may hold out another fight The ship we took Burns there to give us light 1 Sayl. She made a brave fight 2 Sayl. She put us all in feare 1 Sayl. Beshrew my heart did she Her men are gone to Candy they are pepper'd All but this prisoner 2 Sayl. Sure he 's a brave fellow 1 Say A stubborn knave but we have pul'd his bravery He discovers Virolet and Ascanio in the Bilboes Look how he looks now come let 's go serve his dyet Which is but bread and water 2 Sayl. He 'l grow fat on 't Exeunt Saylors Ascan. I must confesse I have endured much misery even almost to the ruine of my spirit But ten times more grows my affliction To finde my friend here Viro. Had we serv'd our Countrey Or honesties as we have serv'd our follies We had not been here now Ascan. T is to true Virolet Viro. And yet my end in ventring for your safety Pointed at more then Ferrants will a base one Some service for mine own some for my Nation Some for my friend but I am rightly payd That durst adventure such a Noble office From the most treacherous command of mischiefe You know him now Ascan. And when I neerer knew him Then when I waited Heaven be witnesse with me And if I lie my miseries still load me With what teares I have woed him with what prayers What weight of reasons I have layd what dangers Then when the peoples curses flew like storms And every tongue was whetted to defame him To leave his doubts his tyrannies his slaughters His fell oppressions I know I was hated too Viro. And all mankind that knew him these confessions Do no good to the world to Heaven they may Let 's study to die well we have liv'd like coxcombs Ascan. That my mis-fortune should lose you too Viro. Yes And not onely me but many more and better For my life t is not this or might I save yours And some brave friends I have engag'd let me go It were the meritorious death I wish for But we must hang or drown like whelps Ascan. No remedy Viro. On my part I expect none I know the man And know he has been netled to the quick too I know his nature Ascan. A most cruell nature Vir. His wrongs have bred him up I cannot blame him Ascan. He has a daughter too the greatest scorner And most insulter upon misery Viro. For those they are toyes to laugh at not to lead men A womans mirth or anger like a meteor Glides and is gone and leaves no crack behind it Our miseries would seem like masters to us And shake our manly spirits into feavors If we respected those the more they glory And raise insulting Trophies on our ruines The more our vertues shine in patience Sweet Prince the name of death was never terrible To him that knew to live nor the loud torrent Of all afflictions singing as they swim A gall of heart but to a guilty conscience Whilst we stand faire but by a two-edg'd storm We find untimely fals like early Roses But to the earth we beare our native sweetnesse Ascan. Good sir go on Viro. When we are little children And cry and fret for every toy comes crosse us How sweetly do we shew when sleep steales on us When we grow great but our affections greater And struggle with this stubborn twin born with us And tug and pull yet still we finde a Giant Had we not then the priviledge to sleep Our everlasting sleep he would make us ideots The memory and monuments of good men Are more then lives and tho their Tombs want tongues Yet have they eyes that daily sweat their losses And such a teare from stone no time can value To die both young and good are natures curses As the world says ask truth they are bountious blessings For then we reach at Heaven in our full vertues And fix our selves new Stars crown'd with our goodnes Asc. You have double arm'd me Srange Musick within Hoboys Hark what noyse is this What horrid noyse is the Sea pleas'd to sing A hideous Dirg to our deliverance Viro. Stand fast now Within strange cries horrid noyse Trumpets Asc. I am fixt Viro. We feare ye not Enter Martia Let death appear in all shapes we smile on him Asc. The Lady now Viro. The face o th' Maske is alter'd Asc. What will she doe Viro. Do what she can I care not Asc. She looks on you sir Viro. Rather she looks through me But yet she stirs me not Mart. Poore wretched slaves Why do you live or if ye hope for mercy Why do not you houle out and fill the hold With lamentations cries and base submissions Worthy our scorn Viro. Madam you are mistaken We are no slaves to you but to blind fortune And if she had her eyes and durst be certain Certain our friend I would not bow unto her I would not cry nor aske so base a mercy If you see any thing in our appearance Worthy your sexes softnes and your own glory Do it for that and let that good reward it We cannot beg Mart. I le make you beg and bow too Viro. Madam for what Mart. For life and when you hope it Then will I laugh and triumph on your basenesse Asc. Madam t is true there may be such a favour And we may aske it too aske it with honour And thanke you for that favour nobly thank you Tho it be death but when we beg a base life And beg it of your scorn Viro. Y' are couzened woman Your handsomnesse may do much but not this way But for your glorious hate Mart. Are ye so stubborn Death I will make you bow Vir. It must be in your bed then There you may worke me to humility Mart. Why I can kill thee Viro. If you do it handsomely It
there A fitter hand then mine to reach her frets And play down diddle to her Petro. I shall watch ye By. Doe Petro. And I shall have justice By. Where Petro. That 's all one I shall be with you at a turne hence forward By. Get you a posset too and so good ev'n sir Exeunt Enter Petruchio Iaques and Pedro Iaq. And as I told your worship all the hangings Brasse Pewter Plate ev'n to the very looking-glasses Ped. And that that hung for our defence the Armor And the march Beere was going too Oh Iaques What a sad sight was that Iaq. Even the two Rundlets The two that was our hope of Muskadell Better nev'r tongue tript over these two Cannons To batter brawne withall at Christmas sir Ev'n those two lovely twyns the enemy Had almost cut off cleane Petru. Goe trim the house up And put the things in order as they were Exit Ped. and Iaq. I shall finde time for all this could I finde her But constant any way I had done my businesse Were she a whore directly or a scold An unthrift or a woman made to hate me I had my wish and knew which way to rayne her But while she shewes all these and all their losses A kinde of linsey woolsey mingled mischiefe Not to be ghest at and whether true or borrowed Not certaine neither what a hap had I Enter Maria And what a tydie fortune when my fate Flung me upon this Beare-whelp here she comes Now if she have a colour for the fault is A cleanly one upon my conscience I shall forgive her yet and finde a something Certaine I married for her wit I le marke her Mar. Not let his wife come neere him in his sicknes Not come to comfort him she that all lawes Of heaven and Nations have ordain'd his second Is she refus'd and two old Paradoxes Peeces of five and fifty without faith Clapt in upon him h 'as a little pet That all young wives must follow necessary Having their Mayden-heads Petru. This is an Axiome I never heard before Mar. Or say rebellion If we durst be so foule which two faire words Alas win us from in an houre an instant We are so easie make him so forgetfull Both of his reason honesty and credit As to deny his wife a visitation His wife that though she was a little foolish Lov'd him Oh heaven forgive her for 't nay doted Nay had run mad had she not married him Petru. Though I doe know this falser then the devill I cannot choose but love it Mar. What doe I know But those that came to keepe him might have kill'd him In what a case had I been then I dare not Beleeve him such a base debosh'd companion That one refusall of a tender maide Would make him faigne this Sicknesse out of need And take a Keeper to him of fourescore To play at Billiards one that mew'd content And all her teeth together not come neere him Petru. This woman would have made a most rare Jesuite She can prevaricate on any thing There was not to be thought a way to save her In all imagination beside this Mar. His unkinde dealing which was worst of all In sending who knowes whether all the plate And all the houshold-stuffe had I not crost it By a great providence and my friends assistance Which he will thanke me one day for alas I could have watch'd as well as they have serv'd him In any use better and willinger The Law commands me to doe it love commands me And my own duty charges me Petru. Heav'n blesse me And now I have said my Prayers I le goe to her Are you a wife for any man Mar. For you Sir If I were worse I were better That you are well At least that you appeare so I thanke heaven Long may it hold and that you are here I am glad too But that you have abus'd me wretchedly And such a way that shames the name of husband Such a malicious mangy way so mingled Never looke strangely on me I dare tell you With breach of honesty care kindnesse manners Petru. Holla you kick too fast Mar. Was I a stranger Or had I vow'd perdition to your person Am I not married to you tell me that Petru. I would I could not tell you Mar. Is my presence The stock I come of which is worshipfull If I should say right worshipfull I ly'd not My Grandsire was a Knight Petru. O' the Shire Mar. A Souldier Which none of all thy Family e're heard off But one conductor of thy name a Grasier That ran away with pay or am I grown Because I have been a little peevish to you Onely to try your temper such a dogge-latch I could not be admitted to your presence Petru. If I endure this hang me Mar. And two deaths heads Two Harry Groats that had their faces worne Almost their names away too Petru. Now heare me For I will stay no longer Mar. This you shall How ever you shall think to flatter me For this offence which no submission Can ever mediate for you 'l finde it so What ever you shall doe by intercession What you can offer what your Land can purchase What all your friends or families can win Shall be but this not to forsweare your knowledge But ever to forbeare it now your will sir Petru. Thou art the subtlest woman I think living I am sure the lewdest now be still and marke me Were I but any way addicted to the devill I should now think I had met a play-fellow To profit by and that way the most learned That ever taught to murmur Tell me thou Thou most poor paltry spitefull whore doe you cry I le make you roare before I leave Mar. Your pleasure Petru. Was it not sinne enough thou Fruiterer Full of the fall thou eat'st thou devils broker Thou Seminary of all sedition Thou sword of veng'ance with a thred hung o're us Was it not sinne enough and wickednes In full abundance was it not vexation At all points cap a pe nay I shall pinch you Thus like a rotten rascall to abuse The name of heaven the tye of marriage The honour of thy friends the expectation Of all that thought thee vertuous with rebellion Childish and base rebellion but continuing After forgivenesse too and worse your mischiefe And against him setting the hope of heaven by And the deere reservation of his honour Nothing above ground could have won to hate thee Well goe thy wayes Mar. Yes Petru. You shall heare me out first What punishment mai'st thou deserve thou thing Thou Idle thing of nothing thou pull'd Primrose That two houres after art a weed and wither'd For this last flourish on me am I one Selected out of all the husbands living To be so ridden by a Tit of ten pence Am I so blind and Bed-rid I was mad And had the Plague and no man must come neere me I must be shut up and my substance bezel'd And an old woman watch
Scaena secunda Enter Jaques Pedro and Porters with Chest and Hampers Jag. Bring 'em away sirs Ped. Must the great Trunks go too Jaq. Yes and the Hampers nay be speedy Masters He 'l be at Sea before us else Ped. O Jaques What a most blessed turn hast thou Jaq. I hope so Ped. To have the Sea between thee and this woman Nothing can drown her tongue but a storm Jaq. By your leave We 'l get us up to Paris with all speed For on my soule as far as Amyens She 'l carry blanke away to Lyon key And ship 'em presently we 'l follow ye Ped. Now could I wish her in that Trunk Jaq God shield man I had rather have a Beare in 't Ped. Yes I le tell ye For in the passage if a Tempest take ye As many doe and you lie beating for it Then if it pleas'd the fates I would have the Master Out of a powerfull providence to cry Lighten the ship of all hands or we perish Then this for one as best spar'd should by all means Over-board presently Jaq. O' that condition So we were certaine to be rid of her I would wish her with us But believe me Pedro She would spoyle the fishing on this coast for ever For none would keepe her company but Dog-fish As currish as her selfe or Porpisces Made to all fatall uses The two Fish-streets Were she but once ariv'd amongst the Whitings Would sing a wofull misereri Pedro And mourn in poor John till her memory Were cast o' shore agen with a strong Sea-breach She would make god Neptune and his fire-forke And all his demi-gods and goddesses As weary of the Flemmish channell Pedro As ever boy was of the schoole t is certain If she but meet him faire and were wel angred She would break his god-head Ped. Oh her tongue her tongue Jaq. Rather her many tongues Ped. Or rather strange tongues Jaq. Her lying tongue Ped. Her lisping tongue Jaq. Her long tongue Ped. Her lawlesse tongue Jaq. Her loud tongue Ped. And her lickrish Jaq. Many other tongues and many stranger tongues Then ever Babel had to tell his ruines Were women rais'd withall but never a true one Enter Sophocles Soph. Home with your stuffe agen the journeys ended Jaq. What do's your worship meane Soph. Your Master O Petruchio O poore fellows Ped. O Jaques Jaques Soph. O your Master 's dead His body comming back his wife his devil The griese of her Jaq. Has kild him Soph. Kild him kild him Ped. Is there no law to hang her Soph. Get ye in And let her know her misery I dare not For feare impatience seize me see her more I must away agen Bid her for wife-hood For honesty if she have any in her Even to avoyd the shame that follows her Cry if she can your weeping cannot mend it The body wil be here within this houre so tell her And all his friends to curse her Farewell fellowes Exit Soph. Ped. O Jaques Jaques Jaq. O my worthy Maister Ped. O my most beastly Mistris hang her Jaq. Split her Ped. Drown her directly Jaq. Starve her Ped. Stinke upon her Jaq. Stone her to death may all she eate be Eggs Till she run kicking mad for men Ped. And he That man that gives her remedy pray Heav'n He may ev'n ipso facto lose his longings Jaq. Let 's goe discharge our selves and he that serves her Or speaks a good word of her from this houre A seagly curse light on him which is Pedro The feind ride through him booted and spurd with a Sythe at 's back Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Rowland and Tranio stealing behind him Row What a dull asse was I to let her go thus Upon my life she loves me still wel Paper Thou onely monument of what I have had Thou all the love now left me and now lost Let me yet kisse her hand yet take my leave Of what I must leave evere Farewell Livia Oh bitter words I le read ye once again And then for ever study to forget ye How 's this let me look better on 't A Contract a Contract seal'd and ratified Her fathers hand set to it and Moroso's I do not dream sure let me read again The same still t is a contract Tra. T is so Rowlands And by the vertue of the same you pay me An hundred pound to morrow Row Art sure Tranio We are both alive now Tra. Wonder not ye have lost Row If this be true I grant it Tra. T is most certaine There 's a Ring for you to you know it Row Yes Tra. When shall I have my money Row Stay ye stay ye When shall I marry her Tra. To night Row Take heed now You do not trifle me if you doe You 'l finde more payment then your money comes to Come sweare I know I am a man and finde I may deceive my selfe Sweare faithfully Sweare me directly am I Rowland Tra. Yes Row Am I awake Tra. Ye are Row Am I in health Tra. As far as I conceive Row Was I with Livia Tra. You were and had his contract Row And shall I enjoy her Tra. Yes if ye dare Row Sweare to all these Tra. I will Row As thou art honest as thou hast a conscience As that may wring thee if thou lyest all these To be no vision but a truth and serious Tra. Then by my honesty and faith and conscience All this is certaine Row Let 's remove our places Sweare it again Tra. By t is true Row I have lost then and Heaven knows I am glad out Let 's goe and tell me all and tell me how For yet I am a Pagan in it Tra. I have a Priest too And all shall come as even as two Testers Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Petronius Sophocles Moroso and Petruchio born in a Coffin Petron. Set down the body and one call her out Enter Maria in blacke and Jaques You are welcome to the last cast of your fortunes There lies your husband there your loving husband There he that was Petruchio too good for ye Your stubborn and unworthy way has kild him Ere he could reach the Sea if ye can weep Now ye have cause begin and after death Do something yet to th' world to thinke ye honest So many teares had sav'd him shed in time And as they are so a good mind goe with 'em Yet they may move compassion Mar. Pray ye all heare me And judge me as I am not as you covet For that would make me ye more miserable T is true I have cause to grieve and mighty cause And truely and unfainedly I weep it Soph. I see there 's some good nature yet left in her Mar. But what 's the cause mistake me not not this man As he is dead I weep for Heaven defend it I never was so childish but his life His poore unmanly wretched foolish life Is that my full eyes pity there 's my mourning Petron. Dost thou not shame Mar. I do
fall with him draw thy sword And follow me Cla. Fortune I give thee thankes For this occasion once more to use it Exit Bob. Nay hold not me Madam if I doe any hurt hang me Luc. Oh I am dead with feare let 's flye into Your Closet Mother Eug. No houre of my life Secure of danger heav'n be mercifull Or now at once dispatch me Enter Vitelli pursued by Alvarez Sayavedra Clara beating of Anastro Cla. Follow him Leave me to keepe these off Alv. Assault my friend So neere by house Vit. Nor in it will spare thee Though 't were a Temple I le mak it one I being the Priest and thou the sacrifice I le offer to my uncle Alv. Haste thou to him And say I sent thee Cla. 'T was put bravely by And that and yet comes on and boldly rare In the warres where emulation and example Joyn to encrease the courage and make lesse The danger valour and true resolution Never appear'd so lovely brave againe Sure he is more then man and if he fall The best of vertue fortitude would dye with him And can I suffer it forgive me duty So I love valour as I will protect it Against my Father and redeeme it though 'T is forfeited by one I hate Vit. Come on All is not lost yet You shall buy me deerer Before you have me keep off Cla. Feare me not Thy worth has tooke me Prisoner and my sword For this time knowes thee onely for a friend And to all else I turne the point of it Say Defend your Fathers Enemy Alv. Art thou mad Cla. Are you men rather shall that valour which Begot you lawfull honour in the warres Prove now the parent of an infamous Bastard So foule yet so long liv'd as murther will Be to your shames have each of you alone With your own dangers onely purchas'd glory From multitudes of Enemies not allowing Those neerest to you to have part in it And doe you now joyn and lend mutuall helpe Against a single opposite hath the mercy Of the great King but newly wash'd away The blood that with the forfeit of your life Cleav'd to your name and family like an ulcer In this againe to set a deeper dye Upon your infamy you 'll say he is your foe And by his rashnesse call'd on his own ruine Remember yet he was first wrong'd and honour Spur'd him to what he did and next the place Where now he is your house which by the lawes Of hospitable duty should protect him Have you been twenty yeeres a stranger to it To make your entrance now in blood or thinke you Your country-man a true born Spaniard will be An offring fit to please the genius of it No in this I 'le presume to teach my Father And this first Act of disobedience shall Confirme I am most dutifull Alv. I am pleas'd With what I dare not give allowance to Unnaturall wretch what wilt thou doe Cla. Set free A noble Enemy come not on by You passe to him through me the way is open Farwell when next I meet you doe not look for A friend but a vow'd foe I see you worthy And therefore now preserve you for the honour Of my sword onely Vit. Were this man a friend How would he win me that being my vow'd foe Deserves so well I thanke you for my life But how I shall deserve it give me leave Hereafter to consider Exit Alv. Quit thy feare All danger is blown over I have Letters To the Governour in the Kings name to secure us From such attempts hereafter yet we need not That have such strong guards of our own dread others And to encrease thy comfort know this young man Whom with such servent earnestnesse you eye Is not what he appeares but such a one As thou with joy wilt blesse thy daughter Clara Eug. A thousand blessings in that word Alv. The reason Why I have bred her up thus at more leisure I will impart unto you wonder not At what you have seen her doe it being the least Of many great and valiant undertakings She hath made good with honour Eug. I le returne The joy I have in her with one as great To you my Alvarez you in a man Have given to me a daughter in a woman I give to you a Sonne this was the pledge You left here with me whom I have brought up Different from what he was as you did Clara And with the like successe as she appeares Alter'd by custome more then woman he Transform'd by his soft life is lesse then man Alv. Fortune in this gives ample satisfaction For all our sorrowes past Luc. My deerest Sister Cla. Kinde brother Alv. Now our mutuall care must be Imploy'd to help wrong'd nature to recover Her right in either of them lost by custome To you I give my Clara and receive My Lucio to my charge and we 'll contend With loving industry who soonest can Turne this man woman or this woman man Exeunt Actus secundus Scaena prima Enter Pachieco and Lazarillo Pac. Boy my Cloake and Rapier it fits not a Gentleman of my ranck to walke the streets in Querpo Laz. Nay you are a very ranck Gent. Signior I am very hungry they tell me in Civill here I looke like an Eele with a mans head and your neighbour the Smith here hard by would have borrowed me th' other day to have fish'd with me because he had lost his angle-rod Pac. Oh happy thou Lazarillo being the cause of other mens wits as in thine own live leane and witty still oppresse not thy stomach too much grosse feeders great sleepers great sleepers fat bodies fat bodies lean braines No Lazarillo I will make thee immortall change thy humanitie into dietie for I will teach thee to live upon nothing Laz Faith Signior I am immortall then already or very neere it for I doe live upon little or nothing belike that 's the reason the Poets are said to be immortall for some of them live upon their wits which is indeed as good as little or nothing But good Master let me be mortall still and let 's goe to supper Pac. Be abstinent shew not the corruption of thy generation he that feeds shall die therefore he that feeds not shall live Laz. I but how long shall he live ther 's the question Pac. As long as he can without feeding did'st thou read of the miraculous maid in Flanders Laz. No nor of any maid else for the miracle of virginitie now adaies ceases ere the virgin can read virginitie Pac. She that liv'd three yeere without any other sustenance then the smell of a Rose Laz. I heard of her Signior but they say her guts shrunck all into Lute-strings and her neather-parts cling'd together like a Serpents Taile so that though she continued a woman still above the girdle beneath yet she was monster Pac. So are most women beleeve it Laz. Nay all women Signior that can live onely upon the
Greater spirits that are needy and will thrive Must labour whiles such troubles are alive Exeunt Enter Laverdine and La-poope La p. Slander is sharper then the sword I have fed this three dayes upon leafe Tobacco for want of other Victuals Lav. You have liv'd the honester Captaine but be not so dejected but hold up thy head and meate wil sooner fall i' thy mouth La-p. I care not so much for meat so I had but good liquor for which my guts croak like so many Frogs for raine Lav. It seemes you are troubled with the wind-Collick Captaine swallow a bullet t is present remedy I 'le assure you La-p. A bullet if you be Captain my panch is nothing but a pile of bullets when I was in any service I stood between my Generall and the shot like a mud-wall I am all lead from the crown of the head to the soale of the foot not a sound bone about me Lav. It seems you have bin in terrible hot service Captaine La-p. It has ever bin the fate of the low Country wars to spoile many a man I ha' not bin the first nor shall not be the last but I le tell you sir hunger has brought it in to minde I served once at the Siege of Braste 't is memorable to this day where we were in great distresse for victuals whole troops fainted more for want of food then for blood and died yet we were resolved to stand it out I my self was but then Gentleman of a Company and had as much need as any man and indeed I had perished had not a miraculous providence preserved me Lav. As how good Captaine La-p. Marry sir ee'n as I was fainting and falling down for want of sustenance the enemy made a shot at me and struck me full i th' paunch with a penny loaf Lav. Instead of a bullet La-p. In stead of a bullet Lav. That was miraculous in deed and that loaf sustained you Lap-p. Nourished me or I had famished with the rest Lav. You have done worthy acts being a souldier and now you shall give me leave to requite your tale and to acquaint you with the most notorious deeds that I have done being a Courtier I protest Captain I wil lie no more then you have done La-p. I can indure no lies Lav. I know you cannat Captaine therefore I le only tell you of strange things I did once a deed of charity for it self I assisted a poor widdow in a sute and obtained it yet I protest I took not a penny for my labour La-p. T is no such strange thing Lav. By Mars Captaine but it is and a very strange thing too in a Courtier it may take the upper hand of your penny loaf for a miracle I could ha' told you how many Ladies have languished for my love and how I was once sollicited by the mother the daughter and grand-mother out of the least of which I might have digg'd my selfe a fortune they were all great Ladies for two of them were so big I could hardly embrace them but I was sluggish in my rising courses and therefore let them passe what meanes I had is spent upon such as had the wit to cheat me That wealth being gon I have only bought experience with it with a strong hope to cheat others but see here comes the much declined Montague who had all the Man or houses which were the body of his estate overthrowen by a great winde Enter Montague Mallicorne La-p. How by a great winde was he not over thrown by law Lav. Yes marry was he but there was terrible puffing and blowing before he was overthrown if you observ'd and believe it Captain ther 's no wind so dangerous to a building as a lawyers breath La-p. What 's he with him Lav. An eminent Citizen Mounsier Mallicorne le ts stand a side and listen their design Mal. Sir profit is the Crown of labour it is the life the soule of the industrious Merchant in it he makes his paradise and for it neglects Wife Children Friends Parents nay all the world and delivers up himselfe to the violence of stormes and to be tos'd into unknown ayres as there is no faculty so perillous so ther 's none so worthy profitable Mont. Sir I am very well possest of it and what of my poore fortunes remaines I would gladly hazzard upon the Sea it cannot deale worse with me then the Land though it sinck or throw it in the hands of Pirats I have yet five hundred pounds left and your honest and worthy acquaintance may make me a young Merchant th' one moity of what I have I would gladly adventure Mal. How adventure you shall hazzard nothing you shall only joyne with me in certaine commodities that are safe arrived unto the Key you shall neither be in doubt of danger nor dammage But so much mony disburst so much receive sir I would have you conceive I pursue it not for any good your money wil do me but meerly out of mine own freenesse and courtesie to pleasure you Mont. I can believe no lesse and you expresse a noble nature seeking to build up a man so ruin'd as my selfe Lav. Captaine here is subject for us to worke upon if we have wit you hear that there is money yet left and it is going to be layd out in Rattels Bels Hobby-Horses brown paper or some such like sale commodities now it would do better in our purses upon our backs in good Gold-lace and Scarlet and then we might pursue our projects and our devices towards my Lady Annabella go to ther 's a conceit newly landed harck I stand in good reputation with him and therefore may the better cheat him Captaine take a few instructions from me Mont. What monies I have is at your disposing and upon twelve I will meete you at the Pallace with it Mal. I wil there expect you and so I take my leave Exit Lav. You apprehend me La-p. Why do ye think I am a dunce Lav. Not a dunce Captaine but you might give me leave to misdoubt that pregnancy in a Souldier which is proper and hereditary to a Courtier but prosequute it I wil both second and give credit to it Good Mounsier Montague I would your whole revenues lay within the circuit of mine armes that I might as easily bestow or restore it unto you as my curtesie La-p. My zealous wishes sir do accompany his for your good fortunes Lav. Believe it sir our affection towards you is a strong band of friendship Mont. To which I shall most willingly seale But believe me Gentlemen in a broken estate the bond of friendship oft is forfeited but that it is your free and ingenuous nature to renew it Lav. Sir I wil amply extend my self to your use and am very zealously afflicted as not one of your least friends for your croocked fate But let it seise you with any dejection you have as I hear a sufficient competency left which wel disposed
may erect you as high in the worlds account as ever Mont. I cannot live to hope it much lesse injoy it nor is it any part of my endeavour my study is to render every man his own and to containe my self within the limits of a Gentleman Lav. I have the grant of an Office given me by some noble favorites of mine in Court there stands but a small matter between me and it if your ability be such to lay down the present sum out of the love I bear you before any other man it shall be confirmed yours Mont. I have heard you often speak of such a thing if it be assur'd to you I wil gladly deale in it that portion I have I would not hazard upon one course for I see the most certainest is incertain La-p. Having money sir you could not light upon men that could give better direction there is at this time a friend of mine upon the Seas to be plain with you he is a Pyrate that hath wrote to me to work his fredom and by this Gentlemans meanes whose acquaintance is not small at Court we have the word of a worthy man for it only there is some money to be suddainly disburst and if your happinesse be such to make it up you shall receive treble gaine by it and good assurance for it Mont. Gentlemen out of the weaknesse of my estate you seem to have some knowledge of my brest that wood if it were possible advance my declined fortunes to satisfie all men of whom I have had credit and I know no way better then these which you propose I have some money ready under my command some part of it is already promis'd but the remainder is yours to such uses as are propounded Lav. Appoint some certain place of meeting for these affaires requires expedition Mont. I wil make it my present businesse at twelve I am to meet Mallicorne the Marchant at the Pallace you know him sir about some negotiation of the same nature there I wil be ready to tender you that money upon such conditions as wee shall conclude off Lav. The care of it be yours so much as they affaire concernes you Mont. Your caution is effectuall and till then I take my leave Lav. Good Mr Montague Exit Whithin a elamor down with their weapons Enter Longavile and Dubois their swords drawn servants and others between them Ser. Nay Gentlemen what meane you pray be quiet have some respect unto the house Long. A treacherous slave Du. Thou dost revile thy self base Longavile Long. I say thou art a villaine and a corrupt one that hast some seaven years fed on thy masters trencher yet never bredst good bloud towards him for if thou hadst have a sounder heart Du. So sir you can use your tongue something nimbler then your sword Long. Wood you cood use your tongue well of your Master friend you might have better imployment for your sword Du. I say againe and I wil speak it loud and often that Orleans is a noble Gentleman with whom Amiens is to light to poyse the scale Long. He is the weaker for taking of a prayse out of thy mouth Du. This hand shall seale his merit at thy heart Lav. Part them my masters part them Ser. Part them sir why do you not part them you stand by with your sword in your hand and cry part 'em Lav. Why you must know my friend my cloaths are better then yours and in a good suit I do never use to part any body La-p. And it is discretion Lav. I marry is it Captaine Long. Duboies though this place priviledge thee know where next we meet the bloud which at thy heart flowes drops at thy feet Enter Amience in hast his sword drawne Du. I would not spend it better then in this quarrell and on such a hazard Ami. What uprores this must my name here be question'd in Tavern brawels and by affected Ruffins Lav. Not we indeed sir Du. Fear cannot make me shrink out of your fury though you were greater then your name doth make you I am one and the opposer if your swoln rage have ought in mallice to inforce expresse it Ami. I seek thee not nor shalt thou ever gaine That credit which a blow from me wood give thee By my I more detest that fellow Which took my part then thee that he durst offer To take my honour in his feeble armes And spend it in a drinking room which way went he Lav. That way sir I wood you wood after for I do fear we shall have some more scuffling Ami. I le follow him and if my speed o're take him I shall ill thank him for his forwardnesse Exit Lav. I am glad he 's gon for I do not love to see a sword drawn in the hand of a man that lookes so furious ther 's no jesting with edge tooles how say you Captaine Cap. I Say t is better jesting then to be in earnest with them Enter Orleance Orl. How now what 's the difference they say there have bin swords drawn and in my quarrell let me know that man whose love is so sincere to spend his bloud for my sake I will bounteously requite him Lav. We were all of your side but there he stands begun it Orl. What 's thy name Dub. Duboyes Orl. Give me thy hand thou hast receaved no hurt Dub. Not any nor wear this body stuck full of wounds I should not count them hurts being taken in so honorable a cause as the defence of my most worthy Lord Orl. The dedication of thy love to me requires my ample bounty thou art mine for I do finde thee made unto my purposes Mounsieur Laverdine pardon my neglect I not observed you and how runs rumour Lav. Why it runs my Lord like a foot man without a cloak to show that what 's once rumour'd it cannot be hidde Orl. And what say the rable am not I the subject of their talk Lav. Troth my Lord the common mouth speakes foule words Orl. Of me for turning away thy wife do they not Lav. Faith the men do a little murmer at it and say 't is an ill president in so great a man marry the women they rayle out right Orl. Out upon them rampallions I le keepe my selfe safe enough out of their fingers but what say my prity Jelly composed gallant that censure every thing more desperate then it is dangerous what say they Lav. Marry they are laying wagers what death you shall die one offers to lay five hundred pounds And yet he had but a groat about him that was in two two-pences too to any man that wo'd make it up a shilling that you were kil'd with a Pistoll charg'd with white Powder another offerd to pawne his soule for five shillings and yet no body wo'd take him that you were stab'd to death and sho'd die with more wounds then Cesar Orl. And who sho'd be the Butchers that sho'd do it Montague and his
Till with the wonder they have wak't your justice And forc't ye feare our curses as we yours Enter Theanor Crates with Vizards My shame still followes me and still proclames me He turnes away in scorne I am contemned too A more unmanly violence then the other Bitten and flung away What ere you are Sir you that have abus'd me and now most basely And sacrilegiously rob'd this faire Temple I fling all these behinde me but looke upon me But one kinde loving look be what ye will So from this hower you will be mine my Husband And you his hand in mischiefe I speake to you too Counsell him nobly now you know the mischief The most unrighteous act he has done perswade him Perswade him like a friend knock at his Conscience Till faire Repentance follow yet be worthy of me And shew your self if ever good thought guided ye You have had your foul will make it yet fair with marriage Open your self and take me wed me now Draws his Dagger More fruits of Villany your Dagger come Ye are mercifull I thank ye for your medicine Is that too worthy too Enter the rest disguis'd Devill thou with him Thou penny Bawd to his Lust will not that stir thee Do you work by tokens now Be sure I live not For your owne safeties knaves I will sit patiently But as ye are true Villaines the Devills owne servants And those he loves and trusts make it as bloody An Act of such true horrour Heaven would shake at 'T will shew the braver goodnesse hold my hope fast And in thy mercies looke upon my ruines And then I am right my eyes grow dead and heavy Enter sixe disguis'd singing and dancing to a horrid Musick and sprinkling water on her face Wrong me no more as ye are men The. She is fast Cra. Away with her Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Agenor and Gentlemen with Torches Ag. Now Gentlemen the time 's come now t' enjoy That fruitfull happinesse my heart has long'd for This day be happy call'd and when old Time Brings it about each yeare crown'd with that sweetnesse It gives me now see every man observe it And laying all aside beares shew of businesse Give this to joy and triumph How sits my cloaths 1 Gent. Handsome and wondrous well Sir Ag. Do they shew richly For to those curious eyes even beauty envies I must not now appeare poore or low fashion'd Me thinks I am younger then I was farre younger And such a promise in my bloud I feele now That if there may be a perpetuall youth Bestowed on man I am that soule shall win it Do's my haire stand well Lord how ill-favourdly You have drest me to day how baldly why this Cloke 2 Gent. Why 't is the richest Sir Ag. And here ye have put me on A paire of Breeches look like a paire of Bagpipes 1 Gent. Beleeve Sir they shew bravely Ag. Why these Stockings 2 Gent Your Legg appeares Ag. Peuh I would have had 'em peach collour All young and new about me and this Scarfe here A goodly thing you have trickt me like a Puppet 1 Gent. I le undertake to rig forth a whole Navie And with lesse labour then one man in love They are never pleas'd 2 Gent. Me thinks he lookes well 1 Gent. Well As man can looke as handsome now do I wonder He found not fault his Nose was put on ugly Or his Eyes lookt too gray and rayle at us They are the waywards things these Lovers 2 Gent. All will be right When once it comes to th' push 1 Gent. I would they were at it For our owne quiet sake Ag. Come wait upon me And beare your selves like mine my friends and nobly Ex. Scaena Tertia Enter Theanor Crates and Erates bringing Merione Erat. This is her Brothers Doore Cra. There lay her downe then Lay her along she is fast still Ser. As forgetfulnesse Cra. Be not you stirr'd now but away to your Mother Give all attendance let no staine appeare Of feare or doubt in your face carry your selfe confidently The. But whither runs your drift now Cra. When she wakes Either what 's done will shew a meere dreame to her And carry no more credit or say she finde it Say she remember all the circumstances Twenty to one the shapes in which they were acted The horrours and the still affrights we shew'd her Rising in wilder figures to her memory Will run her mad and no man ghesse the reason If all these faile and that she rise up perfect And so collect her selfe beleeve this Sir Not knowing who it was that did this to her Nor having any power to ghesse the thing done too Being the utter undoing of her Honour If it be knowne and to the worlds eye publish'd Especially at this time when Fortune courts her She must and will conceale it nay forget it The woman is no Lucrece get you gone Sir And as you would have more of this sport feare not The. I am confirm'd farewell Cra. Farewell away Sir Disperse your selves and as you love his favour And that that crowns it Gold no tongues amongst ye You know your charge this way goes no suspition Exeu. Enter Agenor and Leonides with two Gent. with Lights Ag. You are stirring early Sir Leo. It was my duty To wait upon your Grace Ag. How fares your Sister My beauteous Mistris what is she ready yet Leo. No doubt she 'l lose no time Sir yong Maids in her way Tread upon thornes and think an houre an age Till the Priest has done his part that theirs may follow I saw her not since yesterday i th' evening But Sir I am sure she is not slack beleeve me Your grace will finde a loving soule Ag. A sweet one And so much joy I carry in the thought of it So great a happinesse to know she is mine Beleeve me noble Brother that to expresse it Me thinkes a Tongue 's a poore thing can do nothing Imagination lesse who 's that that lies there Leo. Where Sir Ag. Before the doore it lookes like a woman Leo. This way I came abroad but then there was nothing One of the Maids o're-watch'd belike Ag. It may be Leo. But me thinks this is no fit place to sleep in 1 Gent. 'T is sure a woman Sir she has Jewels on too She feares no foule play sure Leo. Bring a Torch hither Yet 't is not perfect day I should know those Garments Ag. How sound she sleepes Leo. I am sorry to see this Ag. Do you know her Leo. And you now I am sure Sir Ag. My Mistris how comes this Enter Queen Theanor Beliza Euphanes Neanthes attendants Leo. The Queene and her traine Quee. You know my pleasure Eup. And will be most carefull Quee. Be not long absent the suit you preferr'd Is granted Nea. This fellow mounts apace and will Towre o're us like a Falcon Quee. Good morrow to ye all why stand ye wondring Enter the house Sir and bring out your Mistris You must
me Cra. Fie Sir You 'l be the tyrant to virginity To fall but once is manly to persevere Beastly and desperate The. Crosse me not but do 't Are not the meanes the place the instruments The very same I must expect you suddenly Exit Cra. I must obey you Who is in evill once a companion Can hardly shake him off but must run on Here I appointed Conon to attend Him and his sword he promis'd to come single Enter Conon and Page To avoyd prevention he is a man on 's word Con. You are well met Crates Cra. If we part so Conon Con. Come we must doe these mutuall offices We must be our owne seconds our owne Surgeons And fairely fight like men not on advantage Caa. You have an honest bosome Con. Yours seemes so Cra. Let 's paire our swords you are a just Gentleman Con. You might be so now shake hands if you please Though 't be the cudgell fashion 't is friendly one Cra. So stand off Page That 's my que to beckon 'em Exit Con. Crates to expostulate your wrongs to me Were to doubt of 'em or wish your excuse In words and so returne like maiden Knights Yet freely thus much I professe your spleene And rugged carriage toward your honour'd Brother Hath much more stirr'd me up then mine owne cause For I did ne're affect these bloody men But hold 'em fitter be made publike Hangmen Or Butchers call'd then valiant Gentlemen 'T is true stamp'd valour do's upon just grounds Yet for whom justlier should I expose my life Than him unto whose vertue I owe all Cra. Conon you think by this great deed of yours To insinuate your selfe a lodging nearer Unto my Brothers heart such men as you Live on their undertakings for their Lords And more disable them by answering for 'em Then if they sate still make 'em but their Whores For which end Gallants now adayes do fight But here we come not to upbraid what men Seeme the rash world will judge but what they are Heaven knowes and this Horses we are discry'd One stroak for feare of laughter Enter Euphanes Agenor Leonidas Page Con. Halfe a score Euph. Hold hold on your allegeance hold Ag. He that strikks next Leo. Falls like a Traytor on our swords Euph. Oh Heaven my Brother bleeds Conon thou art A villaine an unthankfull man and shalt Pay me thy blood for his for his is mine Thou wert my friend but he is still my Brother And though a friend sometimes be nearer said In some gradation it can never be Where that same Brother can be made a friend Which dearest Crates thus low I implore What in my poverty I would not seeke Because I would not burthen you now here In all my height of blisse I beg of you Your friendship my advancement Sir is yours I never held it strange pray use it so We are but two which number Nature fram'd In the most usefull faculties of man To strengthen mutually and releeve each other Two eyes two eares two armes two leggs and feet That where one fail'd the other might supply And I your other eye eare your arme and legge Tender my service helpe and succour to ye Ag. Leo A most divine example Euph. For deare Brother You have been blind and lame and deafe to me Now be no more so in humility I give ye the duty of a younger Brother Which take you as a Brother not a Father And then you 'l pay a duty back to me Cra. Till now I have not wept these thirty yeares Euph. Discording Brothers are like mutuall leggs Supplanting one another he that seekes Aid from a stranger and forsakes his Brother Do's but like him that madly lops his arme And to his body joynes a wooden one Cuts off his naturall legge and trusts a Crutch Plucks out his eye to see with Spectacles Cra. Most deare Euphanes in this crimson floud Wash my unkindnesse out you have ore-come me Taught me humanity and brotherhood Full well knew Nature thou wert fitter far To be a Ruler ore me then a Brother Which henceforth be Jove surely did descend When thou wert gotten in some heavenly shape And greet my Mother as the Poets tell Of other women Ag. Be this Holy-day Leo. And noted ever with the whitest stone Con. And pardon me my Lord looke you I bleed Faster then Crates what I have done I did To reconcile your loves to both a friend With my blood ciment never to part or end Ag. Most worthy Conon Leo. Happy rise this day Contracts more good then a whole age hath done Euph. Royall Agenor brave Leonidas You are maine causes and must share the fame Cra. Which in some part this hower shall requight For I have aym'd my black shafts at white markes And now I le put the clew into your hands Shall guide ye most perspicuously to the depth Of this dark Laborinth where so long ye were lost Touching this old Rape and a new intent Wherein your counsell and your active wit My dearest Brother will be necessary Euph. My Prophecy is come prove my hopes true Agenor shall have right and you no wrong Time now will pluck her daughter from her Cave Let 's hence to prevent rumour my deare Brother Natures divided streames the highest shelfe Will over-run at last and flow to it selfe Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Crates Euphanes Neanthes Sosicles Eraton Euph. I Have won the Lady to it and that good Which is intended to her your faith onely And secrecie must make perfect Thinke not Sir I speake as doubting it for I dare hazard My soule upon the tryall Cra. You may safely But are Agenor and Leonidas ready To rush upon him in the Act and seize him In the height of his security Euph. At all parts As you could wish them Cra. Where 's the Lady Euph. There Where you appointed her to stay Cra. 'T is wisely order'd Euph. Last when you have him sure compell him this way For as by accident here I le bring the Queene To meet you 't will strike greater terrour to him To be tane unprovided of excuse And make more for our purposes Exit Cra. Come Neanthes Our fames and all are at the stake Nea. 'T is fit That since relying on your skill we venture So much upon one game you play with cunning Enter Theanor Or we shall rise such losers as Sos. The Prince Cra. The plot is laid Sir howsoe're I seem'd A little scrupulous upon better judgement I have effected it The. 'T is the last service Of this foule kinde I will employ you in Cra. We hope so Sir The. And I will so reward it Nea. You are bound to that in every Family That do's write lustfull your fine Bawd gaines more For like your Broker he takes fees on both sides Then all the Officers of the house Sos. For us then To be a great mans Panders and live poore That were a double fault Cra. Come you lose time Sir
other had been the cause of thy undoing I shall be twitted i' th teeth with 't i 'me sure of that foolish Lady Exit Neece So so this trouble's well shooke off Unckle how d ee there 's a Dowrie due sir Cun. We have agreed it sweetest And finde your Unckle fully recover'd kinde to both of us Witty To all the rest I hope O. K. Never to thee nor thee easie cousen Credulous Was your wit so raw Cred. Faith yours Sir so long season'd Has been faulty too and very much to blame Speaking it with reverence Unckle Sir Greg. Yes faith Sir you have paid as deare for your time as any man here Witty I Sir and I le reckon it to him Imprimis The first preface cheat of a paire of peeces to the Beggers you remember that I was the example to your bounty there I spake Greeke and Syriacke Sir you understand me now Next the Robbery put upon your indulgent Cousen which indeed was no Robbery no Constable no Justice no Thiefe but all Cheaters there was a hunder'd Mark mark you that Lastly this memorable 100. pounds worth of Musick this was but cheats and wit too and for the assistance this Gentleman to my Cousen for which I am to have a Fee that was a little practice of my wit too Father will you come to composition yet Father Cun. Yes faith Sir do two hunder'd a yeare will be easier then so much weekly I do not think he 's barren if he should be put to 't agen O. K. Why this was the day I look'd for thou shalt have 't And the next cheat makes it up three hunder'd Live thou upon thy ten pound Vicarage Thou get'st not a penny more here 's thy full Hire now Cred. I thanke you Sir Witty Why there was the summe of all my wit Father To shove him out of your favour which I fear'd Would have dis-inherited me O. K. Most certaine it had Had not thy wit recover'd it is there any here That had a hand with thee Witty Yes all these Sir O. K. Nephew part a hunder'd pound amongst 'em I le repay it wealth love me as I love wit When I dye I le build an Almes-house for decay'd wits Sir Greg. I le entertaine one in my life time Schollar you shall be my Chaplaine I have the gift of twenty Benefices simple as I am here Pris. Thankes my great Patron Cun. Sir your Gentry and your name shall both be rais'd as high as my fortunes can reach 'em for your friends sake Witty Something will be in my present power the future more You shall share with me Ruin and VVife Thankes worthy Gentlemen Neece Sir I would beg one thing of you Sir Greg. You can beg nothing of me Witty Oh Sir if she begs there 's your power over her Sir Greg. She has begg'd me for a foole already but 't is no matter I have begg'd her for a Lady that she might have been That 's one for another Witty Nay but if she beg Sir Greg. Let her beg agen then Nee. That your man Pompeyes Coat may come over his eares backe agen I would not he should be lost for my sake Sir Greg. Well 't is granted for mine owne sake Mirab. I le entreat it Sir Sir Greg. Why then 't is granted for your sake O. K. Come come downe with all weapons now 't is Musicke time So it be purchas'd at an easie rate Some have receiv'd the knocks some given the hits And all concludes in love there 's happy wits Exeunt The Epilogue at the reviving of this Play WE need not tell you Gallants that this night The VVits have jumpt or that the Scenes hit right 'T would be but labour lost for to excuse VVhat Fletcher had to do in his brisk Muse VVas so Mercuriall that if he but writ An Act or two the whole Play rise up wit Wee 'le not appeale unto those Gentlemen Judge by their Clothes if they sit right nor when The Ladies smile and with their Fannes delight To whiske a climb aside then all goes right 'T was well receiv'd before and we dare say You now are welcome to no vulgar Play Here endeth Wit at severall Weapons THE TRAGEDIE OF VALENTINIAN Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Balbus Proculus Chilax Licinius Bal. I Never saw the like shee 's no more stirr'd No more another woman no more alter'd With any hopes or promises layd to her Let 'em be nev'r so waighty nev'r so winning Then I am with the motion of my owne legs Pro. Chilax You are a stranger yet in these designes At least in Rome tell me and tell me truth Did you ere know in all your course of practise In all the wayes of woman you have runne through For I presume you have been brought up Chilax As we to fetch and carry Chi. True I have so Pro. Did you I say againe in all this progresse Ever discover such a peece of beauty Ever so rare a Creature and no doubt One that must know her worth too and affect it I and be flatter'd else t is none and honest Honest against the tide of all temptations Honest to one man to her husband only And yet not eighteene not of age to know Why she is honest Chi. I confesse it freely I never saw her fellow nor er'e shall For all our Graecian Dames all I have tri'd And sure I have tri'd a hunderd if I say two I speake within my compasse all these beauties And all the constancy of all these faces Mayds Widdows Wives of what degree or calling So they be Greekes and fat for there 's my cunning I would undertake and not sweat for 't Proculus Were they to try againe say twice as many Vnder a thousand pound to lay 'em bedrid But this Wench staggers me Lyc. Doe you see these Iewells You would thinke these pretty baytes now I le assure ye Here 's halfe the wealth of Asia Bal. These are nothing To the full honours I propounded to her I bid her think and be and presently What ever her ambition what the Councell Of others would adde to her what her dreames Could more enlarge what any President Of any woman rising up to glory And standing certaine there and in the highest Could give her more nay to be Empresse Pro. And cold at all these offers Bal. Cold as Christall Never to be thaw'd again Chi. I trid her further And so farre that I think she is no woman At least as women goe now Lyc. Why what did you Chi. I offerd that that had she been but Mistris Of as much spleene as Doves have I had reach'd her A safe revenge of all that ever hates her The crying down for ever all beauties That may be thought come neare her Pro. That was pretty Chi. I never knew that way faile yet I le tell ye I offerd her a gift beyond all yours That that had made a Sainct start well considerd The Law to be her creature
their vertues Stampt in the dangers of a thousand Battailes For goodnesse sake their honors time out daring I thinke for our example Aeci. Ye speake nobly Mac. Why are we seeds of these then to shake hands With Bawdes and base Informers kisse discredit And court her like a Mistris pray your leave yet You 'l say the Emperor is young and apt To take impression rather from his pleasures Then any constant worthynsse it may be But why do these the people call his pleasures Exceed the moderation of a man Nay to say justly freind why are they vices And such as shake our worthes with forraigne Nations Aec. You search the soare too deep and I must tel ye In any other man this had been boldnesse And so rewarded pray depresse you spirit For though I constantly beleeve ye honest Ye were no freind for me else and what now Ye freely spake but good ye owe toth Empire Yet take heed worthy Maximus all eares Heare not with that distinction mine doe few You 'l find admonishers but urgers of your actions And to the heaviest freind and pray consider We are but shadowes motions others give us And though our pitties may become the times Iustly our powers cannot make me worthy To be your ever freind in faire allegiance But not in force For durst mine own soule urge me And by that soule I speake my just affections To turn my hand from truth which is obedience And give the helme my vertue holds to Anger Though I had both the blessings of the Brutij And both their Instigations though my cause Carried a face of Iustice beyond theirs And as I am a servant to my fortunes That daring soule that first taught disobedience Should feele the first example Say the Prince As I may well beleeve seemes vitious Who justly knowes t is not to try our honors Or say he be an ill Prince are we therefore Fit fires to purge him No my dearest freind The Elephant is never won with anger Nor must that man that would reclaime a Lyon Take him by 'th teeth Max. I pray mistake me not Aeci. Our honest actions and the light that breakes Like morning from our service chaste and blushing Is that that pulls a Prince backe then he sees And not till then truly repents his errors When subjects Chrystall soules are glasses to him Max. My ever honored freind I le take your councel The Emperor appeares I le leave ye to him And as we both affect him may he flourish Exit Max. Empe. Is that the best newes Enter the Emperor and Chilax Chil. Yet the best we know Sir Empe. Bid Maximus come to me and be gone then Mine own head be my helper these are fooles How now Aecius are the Souldiers quiet Aeci. Better I hope Sir then they were Empe. They are pleas'd I heare To censure me extremely for my pleasures Shortly the 'l fight against me Aeci. Gods defend Sir And for their censures they are such shrew'd Iudgers A donative of ten Sesterties I le undertake shall make 'em ring your praises More then they sang your pleasures Empe. I beleeve thee Art thou in love Aecius yet Aeci. O no Sir I am too course for Ladies my embraces That only am acquainted with Alarums Would break their tender bodies Empe. Never feare it They are stronger then ye think they 'le hold the hammer My Empresse sweares thou art a lusty Souldier A good one I beleeve thee Aeci. All that goodnesse Is but your Graces creature Empe. Tell me truly For thou darst tell me Aeci. Any thing concernes ye That 's fit for me to speake and you to pardon Emp. What say the soldiers of me and the same words Mince 'em not good Aecius but deliver The very forms and tongues they talke withall Aeci. I le tell your Grace but with this caution You be not stirr'd for should the Gods live with us Even those we certainly beleeve are righteous Give 'em but drinke they would censure them too Empe. Forward Aeci. Then to begin they say you sleep too much By which they judge your Majesty too sensuall Apt to decline your strength to ease and pleasures And when you do not sleepe you drink too much From which they feare suspitions first then ruines And when ye neither drinke nor sleepe ye wench much Which they affirm first breakes your understanding Then takes the edge of honor make us seeme That are the ribbes and rampires of the Empire Fencers and beaten Fooles and so regarded But I beleive 'em not for were these truths Your vertue can correct them Empe. They speake plainly Aec. They say moreover since your grace wil have it For they will talke their freedoms though the sword Were in their throat that of late time like Nero And with the same forgetfullnes of glory You have got a vaine of filing so they terme it Empe. Some drunken dreames Aecius Aeci. So I hope Sir And that you rather study cruelty And to be feared for blood then lov'd for bounty Which makes the Nations as they say despise ye Telling your yeares and actions by their deathes Whose truth and strength of duty made you Caesar They say besides you nourish strange devourers Fed with the fat o' th Empires they call Bawdes Lazie and lustfull creatures that abuse ye A people as they terme 'em made of paper In which the secret sins of each mans monyes Are sealed and sent a working Empe. What sin 's next For I perceive they have no mind to spare me Aeci. Nor hurt ye ô my soule Sir but such people Nor can the power of man restraine it When they are full of meat and ease must prattle Empe. Forward Aeci. I have spoken too much Sir Empe. I le have all Aeci. It fits not Your eares should heare their vanities no profit Can justly rise to you from their behaviour Vnlesse ye were guilty of those crimes Empe. It may be I am so therefore forward Aeci I have ever Learn'd to obey nor shall my life resist it Empe. No more Apologies Aeci. They greive besides Sir To see the nations whom our ancient vertue With many a weary march and hunger conquer'd With losse of many a daring life subdude Fall from their faire obedience and even murmure To see the warlike Eagles mew their honors In obscure Townes that wont to prey on Princes They cry for enemies and tel the Captaines The fruits of Italy are luscious give us Aegypt Or sandy Affrick to display our valours There where our Swords may make us meat and danger Digest our well got Vyands here our weapons And bodyes that were made for shining brasse Are both unedg'd and old with ease and women And then they cry agen where are the Germaines Linde with hot Spaine or Gallia bring 'em on And let the son of war steel'd Mithridates Lead up his winged Parthians like a storme Hiding the face of Heaven with showres of arrowes Yet we dare fight like Romanes then as Souldiers
Tyr'd with a weary march they tell their wounds Even weeeping ripe they were no more nor deeper And glory in those scarrs that make 'em lovely And sitting where a Campe was like sad Pilgrims They reckon up the times and living labours Of Julius or Germanicus and wonder That Rome whose turrets once were topt with honours Can now forget the Custome of her conquests And then they blame your Grace and say who leads us Shall we stand here like Statues were our Fathers The Sonnes of lazie Moores our Princes Persians Nothing but silkes and softnesse curses on 'em That first taught Nero wantonnesse and bloud Tiberius doubts Caligula all vices For from the spring of these succeeding Princes Thus they talke Sir Emp. Well Why doe you heare these things Aec. Why do you do 'em I take the gods to witnesse with more sorrow And more vexation doe I heare these taintures Then were my life dropt from me through an hour-glasse Emp. Belike then you beleeve 'em or at least Are glad they should be so take heed you were better Build your own Tomb and runne into it living Then dare a Princes anger Aec. I am old Sir And ten yeares more addition is but nothing Now if my life be pleasing to ye take it Vpon my knees if ever any service As let me brag some have bin worthy notice If ever any worth or trust ye gave me Deserv'd a faire respect if all my actions The hazards of my youth colds burnings wants For you and for the Empire be not vices By that stile ye have stampt upon me Souldier Let me not fall into the hands of wretches Emp. I understand ye not Aec. Let not this body That has lookd bravely in his bloud for Cesar And covetous of wounds and for your safety After the scape of Swords Speares Slings and Arrows Gainst which my beaten body was mine Armour The Seas and thirstie deserts now be purchase For Slaves and base Informers I see anger And death look through your eyes I am markt for slaughter And know the telling of this truth has made me A man cleane lost to this world I embrace it Only my last Petition sacred Cesar Is I may dye a Roman Emp. Rise my friend still And worthy of my love Reclaime the Souldier I le study to doe so upon my selfe too Goe keep your command and prosper Aec. Life to Cesar Exit Aecius Enter Chilax Chi. Lord Maximus attends your Grace Emp. Goe tell him I le meete him in the gallery The honesty of this Aecius Who is indeed the Bull-wark of the Empire Has div'd so deep into me that of all The sins I covet but this womans beautie With much repentance now I could be quit of But she is such a pleasure being good That though I were a god she would fire my bloud Exit Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter the Emperour Maximus Lycinius Proculus Chilax as at Dice Emp. NAY ye shall set my hand out t is not just I should neglect my fortune now t is prosperous Lyc. If I have any thing to set your Grace But Clothes or good conditions let me perish You have all my mony Sir Pro. And mine Chi. And mine too Max. Vnlesse your Grace will credit us Emp. No bare boord Lyc. Then at my Garden-House Emp. The Orchard too Lyc. And 't please your Grace Emp. Have at 'em Pro. They are lost Lyc. Why farewell Fig-trees Emp. Who sets more Chil. At my Horse Sir Emp. The dapl'd Spaniard Chil. He Emp. He 's mine Chil. He is so Max. Your shorthorse is soone curried Chil. So it seemes Sir So may your Mare be too if luck serve Max. Ha Ch. Nothing my Lord but grieving at my fortune Emp. Come Maximus you were not wont to flinch thus Max. By Heaven Sir I have lost all Emp. Ther 's a ring yet Max. This was not made to loose Sir Emp. Some love token Set it I say Max. I doe beseech your Grace Rather name any house I have Emp. How strange And curious you are growne of toyes redeem 't If so I win it when you please to morrow Or next day as ye will I care not But only for my luck sake T is not Rings Can make me richer Max. Will you throw Sir there 't is Emp. Why then have at it fairely myne Max. Your Grace Is only ever fortunate to morrow An 't be your pleasure Sir I le pay the price on 't Emp. To morrow you shall have it without price Sir But this day 't is my victory good Maximus Now I bethink my selfe goe to Aecius And bid him muster all the Cohorts presently They mutiny for pay I heare and be you Assistant to him when you know their numbers Ye shall have monyes for 'em and above Something to stop their tongues withall Max. I will Sir And gods preserve you in this mind still Emp. Shortly I le see 'em march my selfe Max. Gods ever keep ye Exit Max. Emp. To what end doe you think this ring shall serve now For you are fellowes only know by roate As birds record their lessons Chil. For the Lady Emp. But how for her Chil. That I confesse I know not Emp. Then pray for him that do's fetch me an Eunuch That never saw her yet and you two see Exit Chil. The Court made like a Paradise Lyc. We will Sir Emp. Full of faire shewes and Musiques all your arts As I shall give instructions screw to 'th highest For my maine peece is now a doing and for feare You should not take I le have an other engine Such as if vertue be not only in her She shall not choose but leane to let the women Put on a graver shew of welcome Pro. Well Sir Emp. They are a thought too eager Enter Chilax and Lycias the Eunuch Chil. Here 's the Eunuch Eun. Long life to Cesar Emp. I must use you Lycias Come let 's walk in and then I le shew ye all If women may be fraile this wench shall fall Exeunt Scaene 2. Enter Claudia and Marcellina Claudia Sirrha what ayles my Lady that of late She never cares for company Mar. I know not Vnlesse it be that company causes Cuckolds Clau. That were a childish feare Mar. What were those Ladyes Came to her lately From the Court Clau. The same wench Some grave Instructors on my life they look For all the world like old hactht hilts Mar. T is true wench For here and there and yet they painted well too One might discover where the gold was worne Their Iron ages Clau. If my judgment faile not They have been sheathed like rotten ships Mar. It may be Clau. For if ye mark their rudders they hang weakly Mar. They have past the line belike wouldst live Clau Till thou wert such as they are Clau. Chimney pieces Now heaven have mercy on me and young men I had rather make a drallery till thirty While I were able to endure a tempest And beare my fights out bravely till my tackle Whistled
Armes The servants of the brave Aecius And by him put to 'th Emperor give me leave Or I must take it else to say ye are villaines For all your Golden Coates deboshd base villaines Yet I doe weare a sword to tell ye so Is this the way you mark out for a Souldier A man that has commanded for the Empire And borne the reputation of a man Are there not lazie things enough cald fooles and cowards And poore enough to be preferr'd for Panders But wanting Souldiers must be knave too ha This the trim course of life were not ye born Bawdes And so inherit but your rights I am poore And may expect a worse yet digging pruning Mending of broken wayes carrying of water Planting of Worts and Onyons any thing That 's honest and a mans I le rather choose I and live better on it which is juster Drink my well gotten water with more pleasure When my endeavours done and wages payd me Then you doe wine eate my course bread not curst And mend upon 't your diets are diseases And sleep as soundly when my labour bids me As any forward Pander of ye all And rise a great deale honester my Garments Though not as yours the soft sins of the Empire Yet may be warme and keep the biting wind out When every single breath of poore opinion Finds you through all your Velvets Are. You have hit it Nor are we those we seeme the Lord Aecius Put us good me to 'th Emperor so we have serv'd him Though much neglected for it So dare be still Your curses are not ours we have seen your fortune But yet know no way to redeem it Meanes Such as we have ye shall not want brave Pontius But pray be temperate if we can wipe out The way of your offences we are yours Sir And you shall live at Court an honest man too Phi. That little meat and means we have wee 'l share it Feare not to be as we are what we told ye Were but meere tryalls of your truth y' are worthie And so wee 'l ever hold ye suffer better And then ye are a right man Pontius If my good Master be not ever angry Ye shall command againe Pont. I have found two good men use my life For it is yours and all I have to thank ye Exeunt Scaen. 3. Enter Maximus Max. Ther 's no way else to doe it he must die This friend must die this soule of Maximus Without whom I am nothing but my shame This perfectnesse that keeps me from opinion Must dye or I must live thus branded ever A hard choice and a fatall God 's ye have given me A way to credit but the ground to goe on Ye have levelld with that pretious life I love most Yet I must on and through for if I offer To take my way without him like a Sea He bares his high command twix me and vengeance And in my owne road sinkes me he is honest Of a most constant loyaltie to Cesar And when he shall but doubt I dare attempt him But make a question of his ill but say What is a Cesar that he dare doe this Dead sure he cuts me off Aecius dies Or I have lost my selfe why should I kill him Why should I kill my selfe for t is my killing Aecius is my roote and whither him Like a decaying branch I fall to nothing Is he not more to me then wife then Cesar Though I had now my safe revenge upon him Is he not more then rumour and his freindship Sweeter then the love of women What is honor We all so strangly are bewitch'd withall Can it relieve me if I want he has Can honor twixt the incensed Prince and Envy Beare up the lives of worthy men he has Can honor pull the wings of fearefull cowards And make 'em turne againe like Tigers he has And I have liv'd to see this and preserv'd so Why should this empty word incite me then To what is ill and cruell let her perish A freind is more then all the world then honor She is a woman and her losse the lesse And with her go my greifs but hark ye Maximus Was she not yours Did she not dye to tell ye She was a ravish'd woman did not justice Nobly begin with her that not deserv'd it And shall ye live that did it Stay a little Can this abuse dye here Shall not mens tongues Dispute it afterward and say I gave Affecting dul obedience and tame duty And led away with fondnes of a freindship The only vertue of the world to slander Is not this certaine was not she a chaste one And such a one that no compare dwelt with her One of so sweete a vertue that Aecius Even he himselfe this freind that holds me from it Out of his worthy love to me and justice Had it not been on Caesar h 'ad reveng'd her By heaven he told me so what shall I do then Enter a Servant Can other men affect it and I cold I feare he must not live Serv. My Lord the Generall Is come to seeke ye Max. Go intreate him to enter O brave Aecius I could wish thee now As far from freindship to me as from feares That I might cut thee off like that I weigh'd not Is there no way without him to come neare it For out of honesty he must destroy me If I attempt it he must dye as others And I must loose him t is necessity Only the time and meanes is all the difference But yet I would not make a murther of him Take him directly for my doubts he shall dye I have found a way to do it and a safe one It shall be honor to him too I know not What to determine certaine I am so troubled And such a deale of conscience presses me Enter Aecius Would I were dead my selfe Aeci. You run away well How got you from me freind Max. That that leads mad men A strong Imagination made me wander Aeci. I thought ye had been more setled Max. I am well But you must give me leave a little sometimes To have a buzzing in my brains Aeci. Ye are dangerous But I le prevent it if I can ye told me You would go to 'th Army Max. Why to have my throat cut Must he not be the bravest man Aecius That strikes me first Aeci. You promised me a freedom From all these thoughts and why should any strike you Max. I am an Enemy wicked one Worse then the foes of Rome I am a Coward A Cuckold and a Coward that 's two causes Why every one should beat me Aeci. Ye are neither And durst another tell me so he dyde for 't For thus far on mine honor I le assure you No man more lov'd then you and for your valour And what ye may be faire no man more follow'd Max. A doughty man indeed but that 's all one The Emperor not all the Princes living Shall find a flaw in my coat I have
sufferd And can yet let them find inflictions I le find a body for 'em or I le break it T is not a wife can thrust me out some lookt for 't But let 'em looke till they are blind with looking They are but fooles yet there is anger in me That I would faine disperse and now I think on 't You told me freind the Provinces are stirring We shall have sport I hope then and what 's dangerous A Battle shall beat from me Aeci. Why do ye eye me With such a setled looke Max. Pray tell me this Do we not love extremely I love you so Aeci. If I should say I lov'd not you as truly I should do that I never durst do lye Max. If I should dye would it not greive you much Aeci. Without all doubt Max. And could you live without me Aeci. It would much trouble me to live without ye Our loves and loving soules have been so us'd But to one houshold in us But to dye Because I could not make you live were woman Far much too weake were it to save your worth Or to redeeme your name from rooting out To quit you bravely fighting from the foe Or fetch ye off where honor had ingag'd ye I ought and would dye for ye Max. Truly spoken What beast but I that must could hurt this man now Would he had ravish'd me I would have payd him I would have taught him such a trick his Eunuches Nor all his black-eyd boyes dreamt of yet By all the Gods I am mad now Now were Caesar Within my reach and on his glorious top The pile of all the world he went to nothing The destinies nor all the dames of hell Were I once grappl'd with him should relieve him No not the hope of mankind more all perished But this is words and weaknesse Aeci. Ye looke strangely Max. I looke but as I am I am a stranger Aeci. To me Max. To every one I am no Romane Nor what I am do I know Aeci. Then I le leave ye Max. I find I am best so if ye meet with Maximus Pray bid him be an honest man for my sake You may do much upon him for his shadow Let me alone Aeci. Ye were not wont to talke thus And to your freind ye have some danger in you That willingly would run to action Take heed by all our love take heed Max. I danger I willing to do any thing I dig Has not my wife been dead two dayes already Are not my mournings by this time moath-eaten Are not her sins dispers'd to other women And many one ravish'd to relieve her Have I shed teares these twelve houres Aeci. Now ye weepe Max. Some lazie drops that staid behind Aeci. I le tell ye And I must tell ye truth were it not hazard And almost certaine losse of all the Empire I would wyne with ye were it any mans But his life that is life of us he lost it For doing of this mischeife I would take it And to your rest give ye a brave revenge But as the rule now stands and as he rules And as the Nations hold in disobedience One pillar failing all must fall I dare not Nor is it just you should be suffer'd in it Therefore againe take heed On forraigne foes We are our own revengers but at home On Princes that are eminent and ours T is fit the Gods should judge us Be not rash Nor let your angry steele cut those ye know not For by this fatall blow if ye dare strike it As I see great aymes in ye those unborne yet And those to come of them and these succeding Shall bleed the wrath of Maximus For me As ye now beare your selfe I am your freind still If ye fall off I will not flatter ye And in my hands were ye my soule you perish'd Once more be carefull stand and still be worthy I le leave ye for this howre Exit Max. Pray do t is done And freindship since thou canst not hold in dangers Give me a certaine ruin I must through it Exit Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Emperor Lycinius Chilax and Balbus Empe. Dead Chil. So t is thought Sir Empe. How Lyci. Greife and disgrace As people say Empe. No more I have too much on 't Too much by you you whetters of my follies Ye Angell formers of my sins but devills Where is your cunning now you would worke wonders There was no chastity above your practise You would undertake to make her love her wrongs And doate upon her rape mark what I tell ye If she be dead Chil. Alas Sir Empe. Hang ye rascalls Ye blasters of my youth if she be gon T' wer better ye had been your fathers Camells Ground under dayly waights of wood and water Am I not Caesar Lyci. Mighty and our maker Empe. Then thus have given my pleasures to destruction Looke she be living slaves Empe. We are no Gods Sir If she be dead to make her new againe Empe. She cannot dye she must not dye are those I plant my love upon but common livers Their howres as others told 'em can they be ashes Why do ye flatter a beliefe into me That I am all that' is the world 's my creature The Trees bring forth their fruits when I say Summer The Wind that knowes no limit but his wildnesse At my command moves not a leafe The sea With his proud mountaine waters envying heaven When I say still run into christall mirrors Can I do this and she dye Why ye bubbles That with my least breath break no more remembred Ye moaths that fly about my flame and perish Ye golden cancker-wormes that eate my honors Living no longer then my spring of favour Why do ye make me God that can do nothing Is she not dead Chil. All women are not with her Empe. A common whore serves you and far above ye The pleasures of a body lam'd with lewdnesse A meare perpetuall motion make ye happy Am I a man to traffique with diseases Can any but a chastity serve Caesar And such a one the Gods would kneele to purchase You think because you have breed me up to pleasures And almost run me over all the rare ones Your wives will serve the turne I care not for 'em Your wives are Fencers whores and shall be Footmens Though sometimes my nyce will or rather anger Have made ye Cuckolds for variety I would not have ye hope nor dreame ye poore ones Alwaies so great a blessing from me go Get your own infamy hereafter rascalls I have done too nobly for ye ye enjoy Each one an heire the royall seed of Caesar And I may curse ye for 't your wanton Gennets That are so proud the wind get's 'em with fillies Taught me this foule intemperance Thou Lycinius Hast such a Messalina such a Lais The backs of bulls cannot content nor Stallions The sweate of fifty men a night do's nothing Lyci. Your Grace but jests I hope Empe. T
of strange whispers I am least in rumour Enter Aecius and Phidias And so I le keep my selfe Here comes Aecius I see the bait is swallow'd If he be lost He is my Martyr and my way stands open And honour on thy head his bloud is reckond Aec. Why how now friend what make ye here unarmd Are ye turnd Merchant Max. By your faire perswasions And such a Marchant trafficks without danger I have forgotten all Aecius And which is more forgiven Aec. Now I love ye Truly I doe ye are a worthy Roman Max. The faire repentance of my Prince to me Is more then sacrifice of bloud and vengeance No eyes shall weep her ruins but mine owne Aec. Still ye take more love from me vertuous friend The gods make poore Aecius worthy of thee Max. Only in me y' are poore Sir and I worthy Only in being yours But why your arme thus Have ye bin hurt Aecius Aec. Bruisd a little My horse fell with me friend which till this morning I never knew him doe Max. Pray gods it boade well And now I think on 't better ye shall back Let my perswasions rule ye Aec. Back why Maximus The Emperor commands me come Max. I like not At this time his command Aec. I doe at all times And all times will obey it why not now then Max. I le tell ye why and as I have bin governd Be you so noble Friend The Courts in Guard Armd strongly for what purpose let me feare I doe not like your going Aec. Were it fire And that fire certain to consume this body If Cesar sent I would goe never feare man If he take me he takes his armes away I am too plaine and true to be suspected Max. Then I have dealt unwisely Aec. If the Emperor Because he meerely may will have my life That 's all he has to worke on and all shall have Let him 'a loves me better here I wither And happily may live till ignorantly I run into a fault worth death nay more dishonour Now all my sinnes I dare say those of duty Are printed here and if I fall so happy I blesse the grave I lye in and the gods Equall as dying on the Enemy Must take me up a Sacrifice Max. Goe on then And I le goe with ye Aec. No ye may not friend Max. He cannot be a friend bars me Aecius Shall I forsake ye in my doubts Aec. Ye must Max. I must not nor I will not have I liv'd Only to be a Carpet friend for pleasure I can endure a death as well as Cato Aec. There is no death nor danger in my going Nor none must goe along Max. I have a sword too And once I could have usd it for my friend Aec. I need no sword nor friend in this pray leave me And as ye love me do not overlove me I am commanded none shall come At supper I le meet ye and wee le drink a cup or two Ye need good Wine ye have bin sad Farwell Max. Farwell my noble Friend let me embrace ye Ere ye depart it may be one of us Shall never doe the like agen Aec. Yes often Max. Farwell good deer Aecius Aec. Farwell Maximus Till night indeed you doubt too much Exit Max. I doe not Goe worthy innocent and make the number Of Cesars sinnes so great heaven may want mercy I le hover hereabout to know what passes And if he be so divelish to destroy thee In thy bloud shall begin his Tragedy Exit Scaen. 3. Enter Proculus and Pontius Pro. Besides this if you do it you enjoy The noble name Patrician more than that too The Friend of Cesar ye are stild ther 's nothing Within the hopes of Rome or present being But you may safely say is yours Pon. Pray stay Sir What has Aecius done to be destroyd At least I would have a colour Pro. Ye have more Nay all that may be given he is a Traitor One any man would strike that were a subject Pon. Is he so fowle Pro. Yes a most fearefull Traytor Pon. A fearefull plague upon thee for thou lyest I ever thought the Souldier would undoe him With his too much affection Pro. Ye have hit it They have brought him to ambition Pon. Then he is gone Pro. The Emperor out of a foolish pittie Would save him yet Pon. Is he so mad Pro. He 's madder Would goe to 'th Army to him Pon. Would'a so Pro. Yes Pontius but we consider Pon. Wisely Pro. How else man that the state lies in it Pon. And your lives too Pro. And every mans Pon. He did me All the disgrace he could Pro. And scurvily Pon. Out of a mischiefe meerly did you mark it Yes well enough Pro. Now ye have meanes to quit it The deed done take his place Pon. Pray let me thinke on 't T is ten to one I doe it Pro. Doe and be happy Exit Pro. Pon. This Emperor is made of naught but mischiefe Sure Murther was his Mother none to lop But the maine linck he had upon my conscience The man is truly honest and that kills him For to live here and study to be true Is all one to be Traitors why should he die Have they not Slaves and Rascalls for their Offrings In full abundance Bawds more then beasts for slaughter Have they not singing whores enough and knaves too And millions of such Martyrs to sink Charon But the best sons of Rome must saile too I wil shew him since he must dye a way to doe it truly And though he beares me hard yet shall he know I am born to make him blesse me for a blow Exit Scaen. 2. Enter Phidias Aretus and Aecius Phi. Yet ye may scape to 'th Camp wee 'l hazard with ye Aretus Loose not your life so basely Sir ye are armd And many when they see your sword out and know why Must follow your adventure Aec. Get ye from me Is not the doom of Cesar on this body Doe not I beare my last houre here now sent me Am I not old Aecius ever dying You think this tendernesse and love you bring me T is treason and the strength of disobedience And if ye tempt me further ye shall feele it I seek the Camp for safety when my death Ten times more glorious then my life and lasting Bids me be happie Let the foole feare dying Or he that weds a woman for his honour Dreaming no other life to come but kisses Aecius is not now to learne to suffer If ye dare shew a just affection kill me I stay but those that must why do ye weep Am I so wretched to deserve mens pities Goe give your teares to those that lose their worths Bewaile their miseries for me wear Garlands Drink wine and much sing Peans to my praise I am to triumph friends and more then Cesar For Cesar feares to die I love to die Phi. O my deare Lord Aec. No more goe goe I say Shew me not signes of sorrow I deserve
I had never knowne the world nor women Nor what that cursed name of honour was So this were once againe Aecius But I am destin'd to a mighty action And begge my pardon friend my vengance taken I will not be long from thee ye have a great losse But beare it patiently yet to say truth In justice t is not sufferable I am next And were it now I would be glad on 't friends Who shall preserve you now Are. Nay we are lost too Max. I feare ye are for likely such as love The man that 's falne and have been nourishd by him Doe not stay long behind T is held no wisdom I know what I must doe ô my Aecius Canst thou thus perish pluckt up by the rootes And no man feele thy worthinesse From boyes He bred you both I think Phi. And from the poorest Max. And lov'd ye as his owne Are. We found it Sir Max. Is not this a losse then Phi. O a losse of losses Our lives and ruines of our families The utter being nothing of our names Were nothing neere it Max. As I take it too He put ye to the Emperor Are. He did so Max. And kept ye still in credit Phi. T is most true Sir Max. He fed your Fathers too and made them meanes Your Sisters he preferd to Noble Wedlocks Did he not friends Are. Oh yes Sir Max. As I take it This worthy man would not be now forgotten I tell ye to my griefe he was basely murdred And something would be done by those that lov'd him And something may be pray stand off a little Let me bewaile him private ô my dearest Phi. Aretus if we be not sodaine he out does us I know he points at vengance we are cold And base ungratefull wretches if we shun it Are we to hope for more rewards or greatnesse Or any thing but death now he is dead Dar'st thou resolve Are. I am perfect Phi. Then like flowers That grew together all wee 'l fall together And with us that that bore us when t is done The world shall stile us two deserving servants I feare he will be before us Are. This night Phidias Phi. No more Max. Now worthy friends I have done my mournings Let 's burn this Noble body Sweetes as many As sun-burnt Neroe breeds I le make a flame of Shall reach his soule in heaven he that shall live Ten ages hence but to reherse this story Shall with the sad discourse on 't darken Heaven And force the painefull burdens from the wombs Conceivd a new with sorrow even the Grave Where mighty Sylla sleeps shall rend asunder And give her shadow up to come and groane About our piles which will be more and greater Then greene Olimpus Jda or old Latmus Can feed with Cedar or the East with Gums Greece with her wines or Thessalie with flowers Or willing heaven can weep for in her showres Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Phidias with his dagger in him and Aretius poysond Are. HE h 'as his last Phi. Then come the worst of danger Aecius to thy soule we give a Cesar How long is 't since ye gave it him Are. An houre Mine owne two houres before him how it boyles mee Phi. It was not to be cur'd I hope Are. No Phidias I delt above his Antidotes Physicians May finde the cause but where the cure Phi. Done bravely We are got before his Tyrrany Aretus Are. We had lost our worthiest end els Phidias Phi. Canst thou hold out a while Are. To torture him Anger would give me leave to live an age yet That man is poorely spirited whose life Runs in his bloud alone and not in 's wishes And yet I swell and burne like flaming A'etna A thousand new found fires are kindled in me But yet I must not die this foure houres Phidias Phi. Remember who dies with thee and despise death Are. I need no exhortation the joy in me Of what I have done and why makes poyson pleasure And my most killing torments mistresses For how can he have time to dye or pleasure That falls as fooles unsatisfied and simple Phi. This that consumes my life yet keeps it in me Nor doe I feele the danger of a dying And if I but endure to heare the curses Of this fell Tyrant dead I have halfe my heaven Are. Hold thy soule fast but foure houres Phidias And thou shalt see to wishes beyond ours Nay more beyond our meanings Phi. Thou hast steeld me Farwell Aretus and the soules of good men That as ours doe have left their Roman bodies In brave revenge for vertue guide our shadowes I would not faint yet Are. Farwell Phidias And as we have done nobly gods look on us Exeunt severally Scaen. 2. Enter Lycias and Proculus Lycias Sicker and sicker Proculus Pro. Oh Lycias What shall become of us would we had dide With happy Chilax or with Balbus bedrid Enter Lycinius And made too lame for justice Lycinius The soft Musick And let one sing to fasten sleep upon him Oh friends the Emperor Pro. What say the Doctors Lycin. For us a most sad saying he is poysond Beyond all cure too Lyc. Who Lycin. The wretch Aretus That most unhappy villaine Lyc. How doe you know it Lyci. He gave him drink last let 's disperse and find him And since he has opend misery to all Let it begin with him first Softly he slumbers Enter Emperor sicke in a Chaire with Eudoxia the Empresse and Physitians and Attendants Musick and Song Care charming sleep thou easer of all woes Brother to death sweetly thy life dispose On this afflicted Prince fall like a Cloud In gentle showres give nothing that is lowd Or painfull to her slumbers easie sweet And as a purling stream thou son of night Passe by his troubled senses sings his paine Like hollow murmuring winde or silver Rayne Jnto this gently Oh gently slide And kisse him into slumbers like a Bride Emp. Oh gods gods drink drink colder colder Then snow on Scythian Mountaines ô my heart strings Eudox. How do's your Grace Phis. The Empresse speakes Sir Emp. Dying Dying Eudoxa dying Phys. Good Sir patience Eudox. What have ye given him Phys. Pretious things deere Lady We hope shall comfort him Emp. O flatterd foole See what thy god-heads come to Oh Eudoxa Eudox. O patience patience Sir Emp. Danubius I le have brought through my body Enter Proculus Licinius with Aretus Eudox. Gods give comfort Em. And Volga on whose face the North freezes I and an hundred hells an hundred Piles Already to my Funeralls are flaming Shall I not drink Phys. You must not Sir Emp. By heaven I le let my breath out that shall burne ye all If ye deny me longer tempests blow me And inundations that have drunk up kingdomes Flow over me and quench me wher 's the Villaine Am I immortall now ye slaves by Numa If he doe scape Oh oh Eudox. Deere Sir Emp. Like Nero But farre more terrible and full
your grace out of observation meerly Already have propounded Bap. With the honor to give the daring enemy an affront In being the first opposer it will teach Your Soldiers boldnesse and strike feare in them That durst attempt you 1. Magi. Victualls and ammunition And mony too the sinewes of the war are stor'd up in the Magazine 2. Magi. And the gallies new rigd and traind up And at two dayes warning fit for the service Duke We commend your care Nor will we ere be wanting in Our counsailes As we doubt not your action you Baptista Shall stay with us that Merchant is not wise That ventures his whole fortunes in one bottome Albert. Be our Admirall spare your thankes His merit in you that jnvites this honor Preserve it such ere long you shall heare more Things rashly undertaken end as ill But great acts thrive when reason guides the will Exeunt Enter 3. Gentlemen 1. No question t was not well done in Caesario To crosse the horse of younge Mentivole In the middest of this course 2. That was not all the switching him duld him 3. Would that both the jades Had broke their necks when they first started light We stand here prateing give them leave to whisper And when they have cut one anothers throats Enter Mentivole and Cesario Make in to part em 2. There is no such hazard Their fathers freindship and their love forbid it See where they come 1. With fury in their loookes Ment. You have the wages with what fowle play got I le not dispute Caesar. Fowle play Ment. I cannot speak it In a fairer language and if some respects Familiar to my selfe chaind not my tongue I should say no more I should but I le sit down With this disgrace how ere presse me no farther For if once more provokd you l vnderstand I dare no more suffer an Injury Then I dare doe one Caesar. Why sir are you injur'd In that I take my right which I would force Should you detaine it Ment. Put it to judgement Caesar. No my will in this shall carrie it Ment. Your will nay farwell softnes then they sodainly drawe 3. This I foresaw 2. Hold hold Caesar I am hurt 2. Shift for your selfe t is death Ment. As you respect me beare him off with care If he miscarry since he did the wrong I le stand the shock of 't 2. Gently he will faint else Exeunt Gent. with Caesario Ment. And speedily I beseech you my rage over That pourd upon my reason clouds of error I see my folly and at what deare losse I have exchangd a reall innocence To gaine a meere fantasticall report Transported only by vaine popular wind To bee a daring nay foole hardie man Ent. Baptista But could I satisfie my selfe within here How should I beare my fathers frowne They meet me My guilt conjures him hither Bap. Sirra Mentiv. Sir Bap. I have met the trophies of your ruffian sword Was there no other Anvile to make triall How far thou durst be wicked but the bosome Of him which under the adulterate name Of friendship thou hast murder Ment. Murderd sir My dreams abhor so base a fact true valor Imployd to keepe my reputation faire from the austerest judge can never merit To be branded with that title you begot me A man no coward and but call your youth To memory when injur'd you could never Boast of the Asses fortitude slavelike patience And you might justly doubt I were your sonne If I should entertaine it if Caesario Recover as I hope his wound 's not mortall A second tryall of what I dare doe In a just cause shall give strong witnesse for me I am the true heire to Baptistas courage As to his other fortunes Baptist. Boy to neither But on this strict condition Which jntreaties From Saints nay Angels shall not make me alter A friendship so began and so continu'd Betweene me and Alberto my best friend Your brawles shall not dissolve it is my will And as I am thy father I command thee That jnstantly on any tearms how poore So ere it skils not thou desire his pardon And bring assurance to me has sign'd it Or by my fathers soule I le never know thee But as a stranger to my blood performe it And suddainly without reply I have said it Ment. And in it given a heavier sentence on me Then the most cruel death you are my father And your will to be servd and not disputed By me that am your sonne but I le obey And though my heart strings crack for 't make it known When you command my faculties are your own Exeunt Actus secundus Scaena prima Enter Alberto Physition and a Chirurgion Phys HAve patience Noble Sir your sonne Caesario Will recover without question Surgeon A slight wound Though it peirc't his body it hath miss'd the vitals Phys. My life for 't he shall take the aire againe within these 10. daies Alber. O but from a friend To receive this blody measure from a friend If that a man should meete a violent death In a place where he had taken sanctuary Would it not grieve him such all Florence held Their friendship and t is that which multiplyes The injury Physi. Have patience worthy Signior Alber. I doe protest as I am man and soldier If I had buried him in a wave at sea Lost in some honorable action I would not to the saltnesse of his grave Have added the least teare but these quarrels Enter Mariana and Clarissa Bred out of game and wine I had as lief He should have died of a surfeit Maria. Oh what comfort How is it with our son Sir Alber. His Work-masters Beare in my hand here as my Lawyer does When I have a crackt title or bad sute in Law All shall goe well Maria. I pray you Gentl what think you of his wound Physi. T is but a scratch nothing to danger Claris. But he receiv'd it from a friend And the unkindnesse tane at that may kill him Mari. Let me see him Physi. By no meanes he slumbers Mari. Then I cannot beleive you When you tell me ther'e 's hope of him Alber. Yet many Ladyes Doe give him more faith to their Physition Then to their Confessor Claris. O my poore lost brother And friend more deere then brother Alber. More loud instruments To disturbe his slumbers goe goe take Caroch And as you love me you and the Girle retire To our Summer house 'i th Country I le be with you Within these two dayes Maria. I am yours in all things Though with much sorrow to leave him Exeunt Maria Claris Alber. I pray you Gentlemen With best observance tend your Patient The losse of my heire Male lies now a bleeding Enter Mentivole And think what payment his recovery Exeunt Phisition Chirur Shall showre upon you Of all men breathing Wherefore doe you arrive here are you mad My injury begins to bleed a fresh At sight of you why this affront of your I
have his hand cut off which since I heard And to my comfort brave Caesario 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 infinitly moanes me Intends to marry my sole heire Clarissa To the head branch of the other faction Pros. T is the meane to work reconcilement Alber. Betweene whom Pros. Your selfe and the worthy Baptista Alber. Never Pros. O you have been of a noble and remarkable freindship And by this match t is generally in Florence Hop'd t will fully be reconcild to me 'T would be absolute content Iulia And to my selfe I have maine interest in it Alb. Noble Sir you may command my heart to breake for you But never to bend that way poore Caesario When thou puft'st on thy mournfull willow garland Thy enemy shall be suted I do vow In the same livery my Caesario Loved as my foster child though not my sonne 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 poore 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 faire event Better then you can hope for For this present we must leave you And shall visit you againe within these two houres Enter Caesario Albert. Ever to me most welcome O my Caesario Caesar. 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 Caesar. Nay Sir I will instruct you in a way To kill me honorably Alber. That were most strange Caesar. I am turning Pirate You may be imployed By the Duke to fetch me in and in a sea-fight Give me a noble grave Alber. Questionlesse he 's mad I would give any Doctor A thousand crownes to free him from this sorrow Caesar. Here 's the Physitian Shewes a Poniard Alber. Hold Sir I did say To free you from the sorrow not from life Caesar. Why life and sorrow are unseparable Alber. Be comforted Caesario Mentivole Shall not marry Clarissa Caesar. No Sir ere he shall I le kill him Alber. But you forfeit your own life then Caesar. That 's worth nothing Alber. Caesario be thy selfe be mine Caesario Make not thy selfe uncapable of that portion I have full purpose to confer upon thee By falling into madnesse beare thy wrongs With noble patience the afflicted freind Which ever in all actions crownes the end Ces. You well awake me nay recover'd me Both to sence and full life ô most noble sir Though I have lost my fortune and lost you For a worthy Father yet I will not loose My former vertue my integrity Shall not yet forsake me but as the wilde Ivy Spredds and thrives better in some pittious ruin Of tower or defac'd Temple then 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 windes rais'd to a fearefull blast And doe some mischeife but do never last Exeunt Enter Forobosco and Clowne Clow. Now sir will you not acknowledge that I have mightily advancte your practice Forobos. T is confest and I will make thee a great man for 't Clow. I take a course to do that my selfe for I drinke sack in abundance Foro. O my rare rascall We must remove Clow. Whither Foro. Any whither Europe is to little to be cozned by us I am ambitious to goe 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 wil never get so much as in England we have shifted many countryes and many names but traunce the world over you shall never purse up so much gold as when you were in England and call'd your selfe Doctor Lambe-stones Foro. T was an atractive name I confesse women were then my only admirers Clow, And all their visits was either to further their lust or reveng injuries Foro You should have forty in a morning beleager my closett and strive who should be cozend first amongst fourescore love-sick waighting women that has come to me in a morning to learne what fortune should betide them in their first marriage I have found above 94 to have lost their maidenheads Clow. By their owne confession but I was faine to be your male midwife and worke it out of them by circumstance Foro. Thou wast and yet for all this frequent resort of women and thy handling of their urinalls and their cases thou art not given to lechery what should be the reason of it thou hast wholsome flesh enough about thee me thinkes the divell should tempt thee too '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 baude I acknowledge Clow. Well and what I have done that way I will spare to speake of all you and I have done sir and though we should Foro. We will for England that 's for certaine Clow. We shall never want there Foro, Want the Court of Wards shall want mony first for I professe my selfe Lord Paramount over fooles and madfolkes Clow. Do but store your selfe with lyes enough against you come thither Foro. VVhy that 's all the familarity I ever had with the Divell my guift of lying they say hee s the Father of lyes and though I cannot conjure yet I professe my selfe to be one of his poore gossips I will now reveale to thee a rare peece of service Clow. VVhat is it my most worshipful Doctor Lambstones Foro. There is a Captaine come lately from Sea They call Prosper I saw him this morning Through a chincke of wainscote that divides my lodging And the Host of the house withdraw my Host and Hostesse the faire Biancha and an antient gentlewoman into their bedchamber I could not overheare their conference but I saw such a masse of gold Iewels when he had done he loc't it up into a casket great joy there was amongst them forth they are gone into the city and my Host told me at his going forth he thought he should not returne till after supper now sir in their absence will we fall to our picklocks enter the chamber seize the Iewels make an escape from Florence and wee are made for ever Clow. But if they should goe to a true conjurer and fetch us back in a whirle winde Foro. Doe not beleeve there is any
gods oblations Birds bow to me striking their downie sails to do me service their sweet airs ever ecchoing to mine honour and to my rest their plumie softs they send me Fishes and plants and all where life inhabits but mine own cursed kinde obey their ruler mine have forgot me miserable mine into whose stonie hearts neglect of dutie squint-ey'd deceit and self-love are crept closely none feel my wants not one mend with me Desire None Sir Ant. Thou hast forgot Desire thy best friend Flatterie he cannot fail me Delight Fail he will sell himself and all within his power close to his skin first Desire I thought so too and made him my first venture but found him in a young Lords ear so busie so like a smiling showr pouring his soul in at his portals his face in thousand figures catching the vain minde of the man I pull'd him but still he hung like birdlime spoke unto him his answer still was By the Lord sweet Lord and By my soul thou master-piece of honour nothing could stave him off he has heard your flood 's gone and on decaying things he seldom smiles Sir Anth. Then here I break up state and free my followers putting my fortune now to Time and Justice go seek new masters now for Anthropos neglected by his friends must seek new fortunes Desire to Avarice I here commend thee where thou may'st live at full bent of thy wishes and Vain Delight thou feeder of my follies with light fantasticknesse be thou in favour To leave thee Bountie my most worthie servant troubles me more then mine own misery but we must part go plant thy self my best friend in honourable hearts that truely know thee and there live ever like thy self a vertue but leave this place and seek the Countrey for Law and lust like fire lick all up here Now none but Poverty must follow me despis'd patch'd Poverty and we two married will seek Simplicity Content and Peace out Enter Poverty and live with them in exile How uncall'd on my true friend comes Poverty Here hold thee Anthropos thou art almost arm'd at rest put this on a penitential robe to purge thy pleasures off with that vanitie Anth. Here Vain Delight and with this all my part to thee again of thee I freely render Pov. Take this staff now and be more constant to your steps hereafter the staff is Staidnesse of affections Away you painted flyes that with mans summer take life and heat buzzing about his blossoms when growing full ye turn to Caterpillers gnawing the root that gave you life Fly shadows Exeunt Desire and Delight Now to Content I 'll give thee Anthropos to Rest and Peace no vanitie dwells there Desire nor Pleasure to delude thy minde more no Flatteries smooth-fil'd tongue shall poison thee Anth. O Jupiter if I have ever offer'd upon thy burning Altars but one Sacrifice thou and thy fair-ey'd Juno smil'd upon if ever to thine honour bounteous feasts where all thy statues sweat with wine and incense have by the son of earth been celebrated hear me the childe of shame now hear thou helper and take my wrongs into thy hands thou justice done by unmindful man unmerciful against his master done against thy order and raise again thou father of all honour the poor despis'd but yet thy noblest creature Raise from his ruines once more this sunk Cedar that all may fear thy power and I proclaim it Exeunt Jupiter and Mercury descend severally Trumpets small above Jup. Hoa Mercury my winged son Mer. Your servant Jup. Whose powerful prayers were those that reach'd our ears arm'd in such spells of pitie now Mer. The sad petitions of the scorn'd son of earth the godlike Anthropos he that has swell'd your sacred fires with incense and pil'd upon your altars thousand heifers he that beguil'd by Vanity and Pleasure Desire Craft Flattery and smooth Hypocrisie stands now despis'd and ruin'd left to Poverty Jup. It must not be he was not rais'd for ruine nor shall those hands heav'd at mine altars perish he is our noblest creature Flee to Time and charge him presently release the bands of Poverty and Want this suiter sinks in tell him among the sun-burnt Indians that know no other wealth but peace and pleasure she shall finde golden Plutus god of riches who idly is ador'd the innocent people not knowing yet what power and weight he carries bid him compel him to his right use honour and presently to live with Anthropos It is our will Away Mer. I do obey it Jupiter and Mercury ascend again Musick Enter Plutus with a troop of Indians singing and dancing wildly about him and bowing to him which ended enter Time Time Rise and away 't is Joves command Plut. I will not ye have some fool to furnish now some Midas that to no purpose I must choke with riches Who must I go to Time To the son of earth he wants the god of wealth Plut. Let him want still I was too lately with him almost torn into ten thousand pieces by his followers I could not sleep but Craft or Vanity were filing off my fingers not eat for fear Pleasure would cast her self into my bellie and there surprise my heart Time These have forsaken him make haste then thou must with me be not angrie for fear a greater anger light upon thee Plut. I do obey then but change my figure for when I willingly befriend a creature goodly and full of glory I shew to him but when I am compell'd old and decrepit I halt and hang upon my staff Fare well friends I will not be long from ye all my servants I leave among ye still and my chief riches Exeunt Indians with a dance O Time what innocence dwells here what goodnesse they know me not nor hurt me not yet hug me Away I 'll follow thee but not too fast Time Exeunt Plutus and Time Enter Anthropos Honestie Simplicitie Humilitie Povertie Humil. Man be not sad nor let this divorce from Mundus and his many ways of pleasure afflict thy spirits which consider'd rightly with inward eyes makes thee arrive at happie Pov. For now what danger or deceit can reach thee what matter left for Craft or Covetize to plot against thee what Desire to burn thee Honest. O son of earth let Honestie possesse thee be as thou wast intended like thy Maker see thorow those gawdie shadows that like dreams have dwelt upon thee long call up thy goodnesse thy minde and man within thee that lie shipwrack'd and then how thin and vain these fond affections how lame this worldly love how lumplike raw and ill-digested all these vanities will shew let Reason tell thee Simpl. Crown thy minde with that above the worlds wealth joyful suffring and truely be the master of thy self which is the noblest Empire and there stand the thing thou wert ordain'd and set to govern Pov. Come let us sing the worlds shame hear us Anthropos Song and then enter Time and