to it that womanish vice Were vertue now in me 't wou'd free my Heart and that were Charity Enter Duke See where he comes again oh how I love And hate that man Now help me Pride and fil My Breast with scorne and prethee Tongue Take heed you do not faulter heare not My heart that will distract thy speech and So betray my fain'd unkindness Duke What Amphelia all alone weary of your new Love already cant you pass away the Time with him one Hour Amphe Were he no finer man then your self to Be with him a Minute I shou'd think a Seaven Years pennance Good heart lye still and let my tongue alone aside I wonder what a woman can see in you Or heare from you to make her Love you I was Just goeing to have said hate him O what a taske is this therefore let me Advise you to have a meane opinion Of your self Duke Me thinks that advise might serve for Your self ha ha ha Amphe Have patience heart I know I lye thou Need'st not tell me so I had better then Confess my Love D' yee laugh Duke faith So cou'd I at you till the tears ran down My Cheeks that they wou'd quickly do For griefe wou'd fain unload my Eyes I must begon I cannot longer Act this Part unless I had a heart as hard as his Duke What you are goeing now to your Love Ortellus Amphe I am so and goeing from you to him is Pleasure double not only pain to quit But Joy to meet Duke Make hast then for your departure will Oblidge me too so we shall be all pleas'd Amphe Hast I will make but with unwilling feet aside For every step from him my griefes repeat Exit Duke She 's gon and after her my heart is flown 'T is well it has no Tongue to make it's mone Then t wou'd discover what my Pride conceales A heart in Love though slighted Love reveales Yet though I love her stil she shall not know Her hate shall seem my Joy which is my Woe My constancy I 'le Outwardly disguise Though here within I am not half so wise Yet rather then disclose my doating fate I 'le wound my heart by Counterfitting hate To whine it wou'd the worst of Follies prove Since women only pitty when they Love With how much scorne she gave me welcome home Ortellus in her hand to shew my Doome Me and my Tryumphs she did so despise As if they 'd been unworthy of her Eyes 'T is well to her I shew'd as much disdain I 'de rather perish then she guess my pain But O! the horrid Act she makes me do To foole a woman that is young and true So damn'd a Sin that Hell cou'd not invent It is to foul for any punnishment To question those above I am afraid Else I wou'd aske them why they woman made Enter Philidor O my Mad Cosen your Servant Whether so fast Phili. So fast Sir why I have been haunted By a Pack of Hounds this three Hours And damn'd deep-Mouth'd Hounds too No less then three Couple of Nurses Three Couple of Plaguy hunting Bitches And with them three Couple of Whelpes Alias Children Sir they have Rung me Such a Ring this Morning through Every by turning that leads to a Bawdy House I wisht my self Eartht a thousand Times as a Fox does when he is hard Run But that they wou'd have presently Dâ—â—d me out with their Tongues Duke Faith Philidor t' is no news to me for I Have known thee from sixteen at this Course of Life what and these Children were All your Bastards and their Nurses coming To dun you for money Phill. Something of that's in 't I think Sir Duke Well Cuz I 'le leave thee to thy wildness A fitter Companion much for thee then I at this time Phill. Why Sir I hope nothing has hapned to trouble you Duke No No. My griefe alas is far beyond Express To tell it to a friend can't make it less Exit Phill. Wou'd I were at the wars again I fear No Sword half so much as the Tongue Of one of these Nurses and the youling of The Children are more dismall to my Eares then the Groanes of Dyeing men in A Battaile I am at this time in Law with Six or seaven Parishes about fathring Of Bastards 't is very fine truely and yet me Thinks'tis a hard Case that I shou'd be Sued for Multiplying the world since death Makes bold with Bastards as well as other Children the very Picture of a Nurse and Child in her armes wou'd fright me now Oh from that sight deliver me Enter Nurse and Child as he is goeing out Ha! and here they come Pox on 't what luck have I After saying my prayers it shall be a fair Warning to me now am I started again And must goe Run tother Course offers to Run away 1. Nurse Esquire Philidor Esquire Philidor she Runs after him Phili. How deafe am I now 't is well I know This by way to avoid her Enter second Nurse and meets him Ha! S'death another the Devill appearing Here too 2. Nurse O my Proper young squire stay stay d' ye hear sir Phill. No indeed wo'nt I. Yet I know one way More to avoid them Enter third Nurse Ha! another coming here too nay then I Find I am in Hell before I thought I shou'd What will become of me now 3. Nurse Oh Squire I thought I shou'd never have Spoke with your Worship Phili. No by this light shou'd you not if I cou'd have hope it 1 Nurse I wonder Squire at your Conscience to avoid Your pretty babes as you do Phili. So now't begins I am like to have Sweet Musick from the Consort of These Nurses tongues 1 Nurse Saving your presence fir I think Here are three as sweet Babes as ever suck'd Teat and all born within the year too Besides three more that your Worship has In our street Phili. A very hopeful generation sure this was A great Nut year well if all Trades Fail I may go into some Forraine Plantation where they want people and Be well paid for my pains wou'd I Were there now 1 Nurse Codge Codge dos a laugh upon a dad In conscience sir the child knows your Worship Phili. A very great comfort 1 Nurse My young Master here is as like your Worship as e're he can look has your Tempting eyes to a hair I cou'd not Choose but smile to my self tother day I was making him clean about the Secrets to see what God had sent him In a plentifull manner it put me half In mind of your Worship I am sure I Have been at double the expence of Other Nurses in eating choice meat to Make my milk good for my young Master because I wou'd not spoil the Groath of any one of his Members 2 Nurse Nay for that Neighbour I have eat as Good or better meat then you every day In the week I never toucht a bit of salt Meat for fear of spoyling my
All Mistaken OR THE Mad Couple A COMEDY ACTED by His Majestyes SERVANTS at the Theatre Royal Written by the Honorable James Howard Esq LONDON Printed by H. Brugis for Iames Magnes in Russel-street near the Piazza in Covent-garden 1672. The Actors Names The Duke Ortellus next of Kin to the Duke of an Ambitious and Trecherous Nature Arbâ—tus suppos'd Brother to Artabella Philidor a Mad Kinsman of the Dukes in Love with Mirida Zoranzo The Dukes Prisoner of War in love with Amarissa Pinguister Two Rediculous Lovers of Mirida Lean-man Two Rediculous Lovers of Mirida Doctor to Pinguister Taylor to Lean-man Iaylor Servant to Philador Boy Clown Guard and Attendances Women Amphelia in love with the Duke Artabella the Dukes Sister but taken for the Sister of Arbatus Mirida Philador's mad Mistress Amarissa in love with Zoranzo 6. Ladies 3. Nurses with Children Scene ITALY All Mistaken OR THE Mad Couple ACT I. SCENE I. Enter Duke from War in Tryumph leading in his hand Artabella a Woman of that Countrey from whence he came with Arbatus her Brother and Zoranzo Prisoner and on the other side Amphelia and Ortellus and Guard Duke MAdam I need not say you 're welcome to this Countrey since 't is mine Artab Sir leaving my own for yours speaks my beleif of that and all things else you say Duke The same unto your worthy Brother Besides my thanks to you Sir for letting Your Sister take this Journey Arbat Your Highness hath so Nobly Exprest Your self unto my Sister that I Consented to her Coming with you so Highly I esteem'd your Princely word That I have let her Trespass on the Bound of Common Modesty in this Adventure for when this hasty Judging World shall see you have brought a woman From her'owne Country and not your Wife how soon will every Tongue give her Another title Duke Sir my suddain Actions shall prevent all Tongues or thoughts either to name or Thinke her any thing but my Dutchesse Therefore all that owe Duty or Respect To me pay it to her What Amphelia did you beleive the world So Barren of good Faces that yours Only dos enrich it or did you think 't was All mens fates only to Doat on yours Look on this Lady and you 'l see your Errour marke well her face and you Will find in every line Beauty sits Empress there These are the Eyes Amphelia now that dart obedience Through my heart are not you vext To see I am noe Constant foole and Love you still Amphe Vext at what to see a man I hate Love another a very great vexation Know Sir this Breast has only Roome for Joy and Love to brave Ortellus Forgive my heart that 't was not Yours before since you have long Deserv'd it Ortell Madam no time was long enough To wait this Blessed hour Amphe Alas great Duke instead of pineing For your Change you find me Mid'st a Thousand Joys in this New Choice Duke So you doe me Amphelia amid'st Ten Thousand Not all the Glories that attend a Conquering Souldier can create one Joy so great In me as being Conquer'd here in My owne Tryumphs I am but a slave Nor dos my victory over Thousands please Me so much as being overcome by One by this fair one whose Eyes By shining on my Tryumphs only Make it Glorious Amphe Well Sir we will not change our happy States you cannot brag of happyness So great to make me Envy I am Only sorry for this Lady that had nothing Else to doe with her heart 〈…〉 It you Madam if your Breast haâ— Been Crowded with some Twenty or Thirty hearts and amongst these one very Ill you might have made present of That to this mighty Duke Duke Madam does not this Ladies discourse Make you affraid of me Artab Not in the least Sir Duke Where 's this bold Prisoner Guard Here and please your Highness Duke Well Sir though you did attempt to Kill me In our Camp after you were our Prisoner You shall not dye since you are of the Same Country this Lady is Therefore Thank her and Fortune for your Life Zo. I 'de sooner Curse them both shall I thank Any for my life but heaven that gave It me I 'de rather give it to a Cat a Noble Death were far more welcome To me then a mean Life at second Hand my being here I owe unto the Gods when they think fit to lend it Me no longer they know the way To take it from me I scorn to run In debt unto a Mortal Duke for two Or three dayes Breath Amphe Brave Captive a side Duke You 're very high considering you Are in Chaines Zo. Why Sir think you these Fetters can Confine my mind as they doe my Leggs Or that my Tongue 's your Prisoner And dares only say may it please your Highness How much are you mistaken Know Sir my Soul is Prompter to my Tongue And gives it Courage to say any thing That Heaven will not frown at we shou'd Detract from those great pow'rs above if We pay feares to any here below perhaps You think I 'le beg my life now upon A pair of bent Petitioning knees No Sir Had I a hundred lives I 'de give them all To sharpest Deaths rather then Beg for one Duke You 'r well resolv'd perhaps your mind May alter when you see the Ax. In the mean time Commit him to the Closest Prison where if you have any Accounts with heaven you 'l have time To Cast them up before your Death Zo. Your Sentence brings me Joy welcome The Keenest Ax that can be set 't will Cut my Head and Chaines both off together Welcome most happy stroak since it Will bring rest to my Eyes and make A Slave a King Exit with Guard Duke Madam I suppose this Journy has so Wearyed you that 't is time to shew you The way to your Lodgings and leave you To your Repose Guard Make way there for the Duke Amph. My Lord you had best Attend the Duke Because 't is a Respect due to him Ortell I shall Madam at your Commands Exeunt Amphe How has my tongue bely'd my too true Heart in speaking hate unto the Duke and love to Ortellus I hate the Duke so Eyes do sleep that long have known No rest how cou'd my Lips give passage To such words and not have clos'd for ever Not by my hearts direction I am sure for That so swel'd being injur'd by my Mouth as had not Pride and reason Kept It here from this unquiet seate it wou'd Have forc't away to Archimedes Breast And there have whisper'd to his heart my Tongues untruth Why shou'd I love this Man that shews me nothing but Contempt And hate Rouze drooping heart and think Of that think of it alwaies so by degrees 'T will bring a Winter round thee that in Time shall Chill the heate of thy undone And lost affections oh 't is not true that all our Sex Love Change then I might find one Path that leades
childs Blood Philli. Considering how well 't is born 3 Nurse Nay Neighbours for that I have been At greater charge than either of you in Choice dyets to breed good milk for My young Mistress here 1 Nurse You Lye 2 Nurse You 'r a Queane 1 Nurse And you 'r a Whore Marry your husband Is the notedst Cuckold in all our street 2 Nurse You lye you jade yours is a greater Phili. His now for a battail Royal. 1 Nurse If I lay the child out of my armes Layes their children down and fight I 'le pull off your head-clothes you Carren 2 Nurse Marry come if thou durst Phili. 'T is best for me to be a Coward And march off from this bloody fight All Nurses Hold hold the Squire is going away Phili. So nothing cou'd have parted them this Three houres but the fear of losing me 1 Nurse What wou'd your Worship have left us Without paying us for Nurseing your Children you have a Conscience with a Pox to you Phili. So now will they end their War in Vollies of shot upon me I have but One thing now to do with every one Of these haggs have I been forc'd to Lye with which they took as satisfaction For payment for two moneths Nurseing Perhaps rather then they will have it Known to one another they 'l hold their Tongues and leave me well my three Sweet harmonious Nurses what is due to you 1 Nurse Due why there was twelve moneths Due for Nurseing 't is true two moneths Your Squireship satisfied me for 2 Nurse And me too 3 Nurse And me likewise Phili. Hark yee if you will not be gone I 'le tell 1 Nurse No marry wont I till I have my money 2. Nurse Do'nt think to fright me but pay me 3 Nurse I fear you not pay me my money Phili. Pox on 't 't will not do I must try another Way Boy was the Woolf fed to day Boy No sir. Phili. Go fetch him quickly to dine with these Ladies Exeunt Nurses So I thought I shou'd set them going Ha! the Devil they have left the Children behind them this was a Very cunning device of mine now am I in a pretty condition Troth a very Noble Anabaptist Progeny for the Devil a one of these were ever Christned For I have run so much upon tick To the Parsons for Christning of Children that now they all refuse to Make any Bastards of mine a Christian Without ready money so that I 'le Have this boy bred up a Parson that he May christen himself and the rest of his Sisters and brothers what shall I doe When these Infants begin to be hungry And you le for the Tear O that a milk Woman wou'd come by now well I must Remove my flock from hence Small Cole small Cole will you buy any small Cole Pox on 't I cou'd never light of Any but fruitful Whores small cole Small cole Exit ACT II. Enter Zoranzo as in Prison Zo. SUre 't is not kind of those great Pow'rs above To add these Chains to me that am in Love As to my Bed of straw I am content Since any bed from her is punishment To lye on down of Swans wou'd be hard rest Cou'd I not make my pillow on her brest O Amarissa wer't thou here with me I wou'd not sell these Bonds for Liberty Ransomes that Prisoners give to be set free I 'de give as much to Lye in Chaines by thee puls out her Picture Here is her Picture Oh thou too like shade To looke on it my Eyes are half afraid It so presents my Joy and Misery Since 't is the Nothing of that all to me The greatest pain to any Lovers heart Is to remember when they are a part For thoughts of Joyes when there 's a Barr Betwixt Are worse then poyson with a Cordial mixt Enter Amphelia and Jaylor Amph. Well said Jaylor here 's for thy pains Brave Prisoner perhaps this visit may appeare But strange to you till you have heard me Speake Know then when you receiv'd the Sentence of your death you seem'd to Meet it with so brave a Soul as if the Sound had not displeas'd your Eares thus Did your Courage fill my Eyes with wonder And my heart with Pitty straight I resolv'd To give you all my helpes to set you free Which now I offer to you Zo. Madam cou'd I tell what to say I wou'd Begin I have nothing but poor thanks To offer to you and those though Millions Were not half enough Compassion shew'd Unto the Miserable Heaven can only Recompence therefore in my Dyeing Pray'rs I will begg from thence a Blessing To reward your Pitty Amph. Sir the Joy of your Escape will pay my paines All my Endeavors I will set at work The time is short therefore I must make Hast Expect to hear of me again with speed Enter Ortellus as she is going out Zo. What can this meane heaven grant she Does not Love me I wou'd not wish so Brave a heart so great a Punnishment Since my Love 's fixt already Ortell Madam I have been seeking you pray Whence came you this is no usuall place To find you in Amph. I was only walking this way Sir Ortell I 'le wait of you presently I suspect She has been at the Prison I will inform My self by the Iayloâ— and yet perhaps She has bid him to deny it steps to th' Jaylor The Lady Amphelia saies she has left One of her Gloves behind her in the Prison And has sent me for it Iay. I 'le goe see straight Sir Exit Ortell She has been there it seems then Madam I fancy you have been to see the Prison Amph. Who I what makes you think so Ortell Why am I mistaken Amph. Yes what shou'd I do there Ortell Nay that 's the Question but there you Have been just now and with the Prisoner too Amph. Sure you dream Ortell She 's false I find I 'le try her Love to me aside Madam since you have been Pleas'd to Shew your Kindness publickly to me I take this time to begg my happyness Which is that a Priest may Joyn Our hands Amph. I will not Marry yet Ortell Why pray Madam Amph. For a very good reason because I hant a mind too 't Ortell Will you give me another reason Amph. I need not that 's sufficient Ortell You Love me do you not Amph. You know I have declar'd it Ortell But sure you 'l not deny me twice Amph. Not if you aske but once Ortell Fie Fie this Modesty is a Thiefe to Lovers And Robs them of their time Come Come Say I and blush Amph. I 'le not say I nor blush Ortell If you had any Modesty you wou'd Amph. You said just now I had too much Ortell To much of Impudence you mean Amph. What 's that you say Ortell Why truth Amph. Get you out and wash your Tongue t is foul Ortell 'T is like your heart then but that it Cannot Lye asmuch Amph. Most valiant
Lord to give the Lye to Petty-coates Ortell Why did you deny your being in the Prison Amph. Not for fear of you I was with the brave Prisoner what then Ortell You went to make love to him you had Best use your Time well 't will be short And sweet your dear will not be so Proper a man by the head within this Two dayes False woman you have a Heart that flyes from one mans breast To another all the inconstancy of your Sex is Constancy to this of yours you Have deceiv'd the Duke already that Might have been my warning Amph. Faith and so it might the Duke in all Things so farr Excells you that you were A fool to think when once my heart Bid him farwell that it design'd no Better a Change then you troth you 'r Mistaken it had a further Journy to Make and so took your Breast for an Inn only to Lye by the way Ortell Base woman is 't not enough that You have fool'd me but you must mock Me too heaven hold my hand from Murthering thee Amph. Fright those that fear you Exit Ortell Cursed of all fool'd men like me light Heavy on thee Reveng begins to fill My heart and I will poure it out on This base woman I know the way I 'le to the Duke Enter Duke I am glad I have met your Highness for I have business to impart to you that Concerns Your Life Duke What is 't Ortellus Ortell Know Sir Amphelia that Duke Loves you Ortell No Sir she Loves the Prisoner Duke 'T is impossible Ortell 'T is very true Sir I caught her coming from him She is designeing his Escape and for ought I know her Love to him may put other Thoughts into her head Duke What d' yee mean Ortell She may designe your Life a woman that Is ill Exceeds a man in Mischiefe Duke My Lord I thank your Care if you can Track her further pray let me know in The mean time I shall prevent her Ill intentions Ortell My dilligence shall not be wanting so Since I can have no Love Revenge Shall be my Mistris Exit Duke Oh Amphelia why dost thou take such Paines to break my heart when 't is to Easily done She needs not secretly contrive My death since half a word from her Commands my life her face and heart Sure cannot be a kin Nature Mistooke Or else she was too blame to give one Woman to so great Extreames Enter Arbatus See here comes the Brother to wrong'd Artabella The horror of that sin growes bigger in me That I with a deludeing Love shou'd foole An Innocent to shew an outward scorn To false Amphelia for when I heard she Lov'd Ortellus I straight made Love to This young woman and brought her from Her own Countrey only to make Amphelia Think I lov'd another Arbat I hope I don't disturb your Highness Duke No Arbatus you are alwaies welcome to me Arba. Sir I should ask you a question Duke You freely may Arba. Not but I think my Sister far unworthy Either in Birth or Fortune to be call'd Your Wife Yet since you have been Pleas'd to grace her with your Love so Far as saying she shall be your Dutchess be pleas'd to tell me why It is not so she has been here so Long that people now begin to say you Mean her for your Mistress shou'd my Eares meet that sound from any Tongue I 'de Duke Hold Arbatus I 'me sure I have given no Cause as yet to doubt my kindness to Your Sister Arba. Pardon me Sir in your delay you have My Sister has no Dowry but her Vertue Youth and some small stock of Beauty These if you lov'd her for you wou'd Not waste by letting time rob her and You at once Duke Sir business of great importance has Hitherto defer'd my Marriage beleive Me you shall find me just Arba. A Princes word must not be question'd I have done Duke Oh Amphelia what dos thou make me do Exit Arba. Let him take heed if he dos fool my Sister were He ten thousand Dukes I 'de cut his throat Exit Enter Philidor alone Philli. I have been quite at tother end ot'h Town to put my children out to new Nurses for I am known so to every Nurse Here about that they will as soon nurse A Cats kitten as any child of mine this Is a very pleasant life I lead neither Is this the worst part of it for there are A certain flock of women that I have Promis'd Marriage I expect a volly of Shot from them too soon as they find Me out wou'd Wives and Children were as hard to come by as Money then wou'd I turn Usurer and let 'um out to use for To say truth I have enough to spare Enter Six Ladies one after another So here comes one of my promis'd Virgins Nay a second too a third a fourth A fifth a sixth Welcome blessed Half dozen now will I go Muster my Nurses and children to and go against the Great Turk I am glad to see they have Brought ne'r a Coffin for I expect nothing But death from them I wonder they do'nt Begin to Ring my Funeral peal See every one of them Beckons to me as much As to say I 'de speak with you in private But the Devil take me if e're a one Of them do I find by this they wou'd Not have their business known to One another this may be a means for me To get off for this time Ladies you all Look as if you had something to say to me Pray make me so happy as to let me know What 't is They dare not speak aloud aside Will you Madam or you or you Madam Or you Madam not one of you tell me What the honour of these Visits mean I see I am troublesome to you all therefore I le not be longer Rude and so I take My leave This was good luck that They shou'd come altogether for I had Beckon him Rather be alone six hours with the Devil Then with e're a one of them half an Houre I 'le stand close in this corner Till they are all gone 1 Lady Now the Pox take him for a cunning Rogue 2 Lady A Plague take him 3 Lady The Devil take him 4 Lady If there be e're a Divel worse then another Take him thou 5 Lady Oh that I had him alone 6. Lady Was there ever such a Rascal Exeunt at several doors Phil. So the cost is clear again peeps out Enter Mirida S'death here comes another O 't is none Of that gange though Mirida I 'le lay my head ne're a Girle in Christendome of my age can say what I can I 'me now but five years i' th Teens and I have fool'd five several men Phili. A brave wench by this light sure 't is I In Petty coates Mirida My humour is to love no man but to Have as many Love me as they please Come Cut or Long tail Phili. A most Divine wench Mirida
on me I have Love and Fat enough to furnish a whole Nation Exeunt ACT III. Enter Amphelia going to the Prison Amph. HOw false a woman to all Eyes I seeme Because I still will hide my Constant Love This way I take will bravely break my heart To tell the Duke were sneekingly to dye Since if he knew that I did Love him still With basest scornes he 'd laugh my heart To Death such friendship to this Prisoner I will shew shall make the Duke beleive My heart is there to set him free I 'le use my utmost Art Wou'd I cou'd do asmuch for this poor heart This way my Love with my designs complyes Thus one in Chaines another's Chaines unties I have made the Iaylor mine already By promising him these hundred Peeces 'T is now about the time I appointed To be here Enter Iaylor Oh yonder 's the Iaylor expecting me Here Iaylor here 's for thy honesty May the business be done new Iay. O Madam never at a fitter time take You the Key and go into the Prisoner Whil'st I go see the passage cleare Stand you at the door and when I beckon To you come away Amph. Honest Iaylor Iaylor So now I am just i th' fashion I have Taken money to do her business and Instead of doing it I have undone it Enter Duke and Ortellus Ortell T is so Sir the Jaylor has discover'd All to me here he comes Iay. And please your Highness to stand Close here for the Lady Amphelia is Now with the Prisoner I have given Her a Key to convey him through this Private passage assoon as I becken To her she will come away with him beckons them Amph. Come Sir give me your hand the Iaylor Beckens me the way is clear Duke Hold Lady and your Love we must shorten Your journey a little Amph. Ha the Duke and Ortellus I am betray'd Oh villain Iaylor Ortell Sir I fear we have interrupted them It may be they were going to be Married ha ha ha Amph. If I were 't was what I refus'd you Ortellus that makes you so Mad. Duke Well Madam if you have a mind to be Married a Priest shall not joyn your hands But you shall go both back to the Prison and the Iaylor shall tye you both Hands and Leggs together Amph. Know Sir a Prison with this brave Gentleman will be greater Paradice to Me then to be Mistris of your Pallace What do I say aside Duke Well you shall have your desire then Yee shall Live together and Dye together How cou'd I speake that word to her aside Zo. She dye Sir wou'd you destroy so great A World of Vertue Rather invent two Deaths for me that I may dye for her too You 'l rob your Dukedome of your greatest Treasure to take away so blest a life As her's let not an Ax part such a Head and Body least Heaven frown and Call you Murtherer you 'l pull upon your Head all Mankinds Curse when Nature See's her bounty thus rewarded she 'l Turn a Miser and will give no more Such Blessings to the World as this Fair Saint Duke Well Sir I am satisfied yee like one Another so you shall both return back To your straw Beds there you may lye As close together as you please Amphe No Sir virtue shall lye betwixt us Duke You 'l want a Pillow till you come both To Execution then you shall have one A Block to lay your Heads on Amph. Know Duke my head will rest better With his on a Block then with your's On the softest Pillow How many lyes must I confess before I dye aside Duke Indeed you 'l sleep pretty soundly See her scornes to me makes death a pleasure To her aside My Lord give order that she may be Brought immediately to her Tryal in the Mean time Iaylor take them you into Your Custody lay'um in Shackles both Cozen many thankes to you for this Timely discovery I must leave you a while Exit Ortell Duke you shall have less to thank me for Else I 'me deceiv'd I have found out he Loves Amphelia still so she dos him Now will I go possess Arbatus of this And tell him how the Duke intends to fool His Sister he has the Character of so Strict a Brother and so brave a spirit That his Soul will never disgest this injury Without the Dukes Blood I 'le joyn With him and tell him how the business May be done by this one of these Three things I shall have Either a Mistris Dukedome or a Grave Enter Arbatus and Artabella See here comes Arbatus and his Sister Artabella they talke very earnestly Arba. Sister I do not like it the Duke will Fool yee Arta. Indeed Brother I 'me amaz'd at this delay Arba. How dos he carry himself to you Arta. With all respect imaginable Arba. Then there must be somthing more in 't That he deferrs his Marriage thus Ortell There is so Sir Arba. My Lord harkenings but a base office But if you have heard it 't is no Treason Ortell No Sir but it is Falsness in the Duke To use your worthy Sister thus I Came To tell you upon my knowledge he never Intended to Marry her Arba. My Lord though I beleive it you must Pardon me if I wonder at this information From your Lordship that is his Near Cozen. Ortell Sir you have the Character of so brave A Gentleman Conscience and Honour Bids me discover this to you and your Sister Think of a way of being reveng'd and Here 's my Hand and Heart to help you Arba. Pardon me that I cannot thank you Truly because I needs must doubt This offer from your Lordship Ortell What can I say to confirm you will The Word and Honour of a Gentleman do 't Arba. To me those are things of great value Ortell Then here I give them both Arba. But what to do my Lord. Ortell What you will Arba Perhaps you think I 'de have you aske Some place about the Court for me In Recompence of this Injury to my Sister Ortell No Sir had you been such a person I shou'd not have trusted you thus far With what I have said I say agen I am your friend if you doubt it you Wrong my Honour Arba. Why then my Lord to be short nothing Will satisfy me but the Dukes Ortell What Arba. Blood Ortell Why thou shalt have it all if I can help Thee too 't this night will I convey you Privatly into his Bed-chamber come along With me and I will tell you all Exit Arba. My Lord I follow you Sister go you to your Chamber Arta. O Brother Heaven preserve you in this Danger Arba. Now it comes into my head I need not Doubt this Lords Truth he is next Heir To the Dukedome if the Duke Dye without Issue T is base in him the Dukes Life to pursue His blood is only to my Sister due Exit Arta. False Duke thou justly hast deserv'd Thy Death to Cheat the
way not to mistake Duke Then be assur'd 't is I Arta. Brother 't is nor t is I. Arba. Hey Day hey day I know not what To do or say Throwes down his Sword and goes away Ortell So he 's Dead I hope Arba. No more then you are Ortell How so Arba. Come my Lord as you go I 'le tell you Exit Duke Oh Artabella why did'st take my Arba. Orte Sin upon thy selfe hiding thy Innocence With a face of Guilt my Death had been Not Punnishment enough because I have Wrong'd so fair a Life as yours which Way to ask forgiveness I cant tell There are no Pardons for such Sins As mine the only way to do thee Right is this Arta. Hold Sir my Life shall follow yours If you strike Duke Why wou'dst thou have my Live Arta. Because I love you Sir Duke And that 's the only reason I wou'd dye Arta. Why wou'd it be kindly done To shew my Eyes your Blood Duke Yes far more kind then Live And shew thy heart no Love Oh Artabella that thou wert my Sister nothing But Brothers love were then thy due And I cou'd richly pay thee in that Coyn A Million more then ever Brother did Arta. Wou'd Nature then had made me so Or else had gave me never a heart Duke What wou'dst have me do poor Artabella Arta. Nothing but Love me Sir Duke See what thou dost ask a Man a god Wou'd do and yet I cant 't is not thy Want of Beauty but my Fate Angels Themselves to look upon thy Face wou'd Take a journy twice a day from Heaven Arta. If you wou'd come though far a shorter way You shou'd be much more welcome Duke Sweet Tongue lye still offer no more such Love as Gods themselves to have wou'd Think a Bliss since all thy kindness Dos but wound my Heart to see thine Ship-wrackt in a Sea of Love and cannot Give it Harbour in my Breast Arta. Sir let me beg one thing of you then Duke Withal my Soul be it my Dukedome And 't is thine Arta. 'T is no such great request 't is only When you meet me say I hate Thee Artabella Duke Why cou'd that word please thee Arta. No but to hear it said by you wou'd Bring my Death then I wou'd thank You for my Rest wou'd you not come Unto my Grave Sir Duke O yes and make thy Coffin float with a Sea of Teares Arta. Fair Sir of what Duke Of Griefe Arta. O me a Sea of Teares and yet not One of Love waste not such pretious Drops upon my Grave it will not Satisfy my hovering Soul to see your Eyes drop Pity without Love farewell Sir Oh for a Grave that were a resting place Good heart be kind and breake apace Exit Duke Heaven Love thee for me base Amphelia Thou art the Author of my horrid Sin Exit Enter Philidor and Mirada Phi. Thou talk'st of sport Mirida if all the Sport we have had already with our Lovers come not short of this hang me You say you have invited them already To my Funerall Mir. Yes yes Phili. So So Methinks my Body lies in Great State to see the Tribe that will Come by and by here will be half a Dozen cheife Mourners which shou'd have Been my Wives and some Three or Four Sonns and Heirs besides Three Or four hopefull Daughters these with The Congregation of Nurses will howle Me a pleasant Dirge Mirida you being My Excecutrix must carry your self Very gravely here 's my Will which You must read to'um I 'le be the Priest my selfe hark some body Knocks within Knocks at Gate Enter Boy Boy Sir they are all come Phi. Let 'um in Now Mirida Manage Your business well Mir. Let me alone I 'le warrant yee Enter Ladies and Nurses All La. Ah my poor dear dear All Nu. Ah my poor dear Master ah Child Cry for thy poor Dad. Kiss the Herse Phi. What a Dog-Kennell's here how they Howle aside Mir. When the passions of your Griefes are over Pray hear me speak because it concernes you all Phi. Pox of thy Gravity Mirida aside Mir. Nay hold your Tongue if you set me Once a Laughing I shall spoyl your Funerall aside Enter Pinguister and Lean-man So here comes my Fat Lover and my Leane one Welcome Gentlemen I Was afraid I shou'd not have had your Company Ping. Really sweet Lady I have taken a Purge to day as I do Constantly for Love of you which has detorted me By reason of its opparation neither can I say it has yet finished Mir. Sir please you to sit down and you Mr. Pinguister Ping. Lady I imbrace your offer and shall Press your Chair by my heart Madam This Chair was fitter for a Jackdaw Then me sits down and breaks the Chair Nay they make such Chairs now a daies That had I a Grudge to an Upholsterer I wou'd desire no greater revenge Then to fit down upon every Chair In his Shop Mir. Truly Sir I am sorry for your fall Ladies and Gentlewomen pray give your Attention to my dear deceased Cozens Will Poor young man he was Kill'd Yesterday by a Duel he liv'd but two Houres after he was hurt which time He made use of to settle somthing On all you here his worthy Friends Omnes A good young Man Miri Imprimis I bequeath my Soul as other People us'd to do and so my Body Item I give to Mrs. Mary for a reason that She knows 500. l. Item 500. l. To Mrs. Margaret for a Reason She knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Sarah for a reason She knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Martha for a Reason she knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Alice for a reason She knows Item 500. l. To Mrs. Eliner for a reason She knows And so to all the rest Item To my Nurses I leave each of Them 20. l. A year a peece for their Lives besides their arreares due to Them for Nursing These Summes Of Money and Legacies I leave to be Rais'd and Paid out of my Mannor Of Constantinople in which the Great Turke is now Tennant for Life If they shou'd hear how their Laughs aside Legacies art to be Paid how they 'd fall A Druming on his Coffin Item I leave to Mr. Pinguister a very Fat Man Ping. I am so Mir. An Infallible receipt to make him leane Ping. So I hope the Dead may do what The Liveing cannot Mir. I leave to a Certain Leane Gentleman Whom I have seen in my Cozen Miridas Company a sure receipt to Make him Fat Le. ma. I find he knew I was to Marry his Cozen Mir. I desire my Body may be carried to the Grave by the six aforesaid Gentlewomen So Ladies now you have heard his Will Be pleas'd to take up the Body Nurses You are to follow next new which of you Will lead me 〈◊〉 I will Madam Le. ma. By my Bones but you shanot Ping. By my Fat but I will Sir Mir. Nay Gentlemen pray fall not out well One of
Will come about his Wast Enter Mirida Ping. Cryer I am here I am here Phi. If any can bring News of the six aforesaid Virgin Ladies or of the three Flanders Nurses And Colts to one Mr. Philidor a very Consciencious young Man Omnes A Pox take him Phi. They shall be extreamly paid For thier Pains Again if any can Bring Tidings of this Mr. Pinguister To Mrs. Mirida she will be very bountiful In her Reward the poor soul weeps Most bitterly for him Ping. Dos she so poor Wretch cries aloud Prethee good Cryer go tell her I am not Dead though I have been Buryed a Great while in the Vault Mercy of my Bumgut my Purge again Omnes You nasty Rogue turn your Breech Out at the Grate then goes to do so Philidor Kickes him down he Roares out Mir. Philidor I have broke a Vain With Laughing to hear thy Rogueries I 'le call to Pinguister Mr. Pinguister My Love my Dear sure I hear Thy voice Ping. Who 's that my dear Female Mir. The same Fat Love Ping. Oh Prethee raise me from the Dead Phi. Well Ladies and Gentlewomen how d' yee Like your Cryer now Omnes The Devil take thee was it you Phi. The very same 2 La. Well wont you let us out pray howsoever Take away this Fat Gentleman from us For he has such a coming Looseness and T is so dark here that he has Shit upon every one of us Omnes Well but wont you let us out Phili. Yes if you Ladies will set your hands To this Paper to quit me as to all Promises I will and also my reverend Nurses You must set your hands to this discharge To quit me from all arreares of Nursing Else farewell t'yee Omnes Well well stay we will Sets their hands Phili. So now you may go take the Aire Again there 's the Key to let your selves out Omnes A Cheating Rogue Phili. Come Mirida let 's run away for if They catch us Murther is the best we Can hope for Exit with Mirida 1 Nur. They went this way let 's run after Them some one way and some tother Ex. women Ping. So you may but if I run any way Then hang me I am gald of my Resurrection Howsoever On my Conscience no green Carcase ever stunck as I did to my best Remembrance I went to stoole some Threescore times in the Vault Ergo I was beaten Threescore times the Unmerciful Nurses with their hugh Palm'd hands every time I went to 't Playd at hot Cockles all the while upon My Buttocks well I hope I shall ne're Be buried again whil'st I live and so With that Prayer I 'le go to Bed Enter Mirida Miri My dear Fat Love little dost thou Think how many Tears I have shed For all thy Sufferings that Rogue Philidor put a Trick upon us all Ping. Well and has Physick Heats Buriall Nor Resurrection made me yet Leane Enough to be thy Husband why I have Lost asmuch Grease as wou'd Furnish A whole City with Candles for a Twelve Month. And all for the Love of thee sweet Mirida Cries and Snobs Mir. Dear Love come sit thee in my Lap And let me try if I can enclose thy world Of Fat and Love within these Armes See I cannot nigh encompass my Desires by a Mile Ping. How is my Fat a Rivall to my Joyes cries Sure I shall weep it all away Mir. Lye still my Babe lye still and sleep It grieves me sore to see thee weep Wert thou but Leaner I were glad Thy Fatness makes thy dear Love sad What a lump of Love have I in my armes Ping. Nay if I had not taken all these Courses To dissolve my self into thy imbraces One wou'd think my looking on thee Were enough for I never see thee but I am like a fat piece of Beefe rosting At the Fire continually drep drop drop There 's ne're a feature in thy Face or Part about thee but has cost me many A Pint of Fat with thinking on thee And yet not to be Lean enough for Thy Husband O Fate O Fate O Fate O Fat. she lets him fall Mir. O Lord Sir I have let you fall how Shall I do to get you up again Ping. Nay that 's more then all the World Can tell Mir. I 'le e'ne lye down by thee then Ping. Nay but Prethee lye neer me thou Had'st as good lye a League off as that Distance Mir. Were I thy Wife fat Love I wou'd she sings My Lodging it is on the Cold Boards And wonderful hard is my fare But that which Troubles me most is The Fatness of my Dear Yet still I cry oh melt Love And I prethee now melt apace For thou art the man I shoud long for If 't were not for thy Grease Ping he sings Then prethee dont harden thy heart still And be deaf to my pittiful Moan Since I do indure the smart still And for my Fat do Groan Then prethee now turn my dear Love And I prethee now turn to me For alas I am too Fat still To Roul so far to thee Mir. That were not Modesty in me to turn To you but if you can Roul to me Within this hour I 'le Marry you in Spite of all your Fat Mir. Agreed then I shall gain thee yet You must lye still then Mir. Yes yes Ping. Sure I am Sysiphus's stone for as fast As I turn over I think I turn be Rouls to her and she Rouls from him Back again else I must needs Have been come to my Journies end By this time for I am of such a Breadth that every Roul I give I pass over an Acre at least Thou ly'st still my Love dos't thou not Mir. Yes I long to have thee here Ping. I doubt I shant be with thee though This two hours Mir. Then my heart will break Ping. I 'me sure mine will before I get to thee Oh Woman oh woman oh woman They talke of woman in Travail I 'me Sure I know a man in Travail at This time in more Pain behalf Mir. Why my most Extream Fat Asse dost she rises and Laughs at him Thou not find that I have fool'd thee All this while Ping. Why hast thou Mir. Yes indeed have I. Ping. Oh thou woman may'st thou grow Fat that thy Breasts and Belly may Meet together so that all the fat Hostesses in Christendom may appear But Eels to thee Mir. Farewell my lowly Love Ping. Why wilt thou not help me up before You go Mir. What to do to run heats again for Love Ping. No to fight with thee Mir. Fight with me by this Light wou'd we Had two Swords I 'de have one pass At all thy Tripes Enter Cutler with two Swords Faith and yonder 's a fellow has two Swords Friend lend me but thy Swords one Minute Cut. I am going to carry them to two Gentlemen Mir. Oh this will not hinder thee thou shalt See rare sport go help that Gentleman Up that lies yonder and give
that Sword Into his hand Come are you ready Sir Ping. Why you dear fight then it seemes Though thou art so ungodly a Chit as To say no prayers before thou begin'st I will I assure thee Good I pray and desire yee if I Do miscarry in this Duell that I may Meet with no woman in the tother VVorld Now thou worst of Females Have at thee Mir. Come I 'le let out all your Fat and Love at One Thrust Fight and she disarmes him Now ask thy Life and confess thou art an Asse Ping. I am an Asse and ask my life Mir. Then I thy conquering Caesar take my leave With this conclusion veny vidi vici And so farewell Oh Fate Oh Love O Fat. Exit Ping. After all my Miseries wou'd I were Up again else the next man that comes Will make a Rouler of me for to Roul Bowling greenes makes severall Attempts to rise and at last gets up So now have I a Mile home at least And every toilesome step I take I will Curse women Exit Enter Zoranzo and Amphelia lyeing upon Straw together Zo. Most blest of women I must tell you truth And yet I fear that truth will Amph. Will what I doubt he loves me aside Speak it Sir nothing from you can Be unwelcome Zo. O yes it will Amph. I 'le warrant you out with it Sir Zo. Then know I t will come no further Amph. Unhappy man 't is so he Loves me aside O Sir I have sadder truth to tell to you Then yours can be to me I dare not Speak it Zo. My fears are true she Loves me aside Pray tell me what it is Amph. Tell yours first Sir Zo. Alas you saw I tried but cou'd not Get it past my Lipps Amph. If I shou'd try mine wou'd not come so far Zo. Wou'd I knew yours I cou'd tell it For you Amph. So cou'd I yours yet I cant my own Zo. Alas she loves me aside Amph. Poor Zoranzo I see he loves me aside But Sir consider we are going to dye Let us dye undeceiv'd in one another Zo. Oh that some that knows each of Our hearts wou'd harken to our griefes And bid an Angel come and speake For both Enter Iaylor Iay. Come have you done your discourse Yee must go to Excecution Zo. A little patience Jaylor see we are Cal'd unto our deaths pray tell me What you mean Amph. I cannot first do you begin Zo. Nor I. Amph. Let us tell both together then that one May not blame the tother Zo. Agreed are you ready now to speak Amph. Yes oh no I am not well now I am Are you Zo. Yes I am begin oh stay I cannot yet Iay. Come Come I can give you no Longer time Amph. Nay then we must tell Zo. Poor Amphelia t is Amarissa that I Love Amph. O Zoranzo I love the Duke Zo. Then I am joyed I was afraid t was Me you Lov'd Amph. And so was I that you Lov'd me Now we shall dye both happy Never was two such friends as you and I. Iay. Come Come Amph. Good Jaylor we go most willingly now Exâ—â—nt Enter as on a Scaffold Duke Amarissa Ortellus Zoranzo Amphelia and Iaylor Excecutioner Amar. Jaylor why did'st thou let them stay so long Iay. They had so much to say to one another That still they begg'd one Minute and Then another Amar. D' yee hear Sir pray let the Jaylor Be turn'd out of his place for leting Them speak to one another Amph. See Zoranzo where they sit in tryumph O're our deaths aside Amar. S'life Sir they are whispering d' yee See yonder Excecutioner why don't You strike off their heads and let Them whisper then Sir you are Melancholly Duke I am indeed Zo. Now Amphelia to Heaven and you I truely Vow my Love is still the Same to cruel Amarissa Amph. Heaven and you witnesses the same For me my heart is still that Undeserving Dukes Excecu Come which of you will dye first Zo. Hast thou not skill enough to strike Our heads off together Amar. Excecutioner let them not have that Satisfaction pray Sir let that Woman dye first that damn'd Zoranzo May have two deaths it will be one To him to see her dye shall it be so Sir Duke What you please Amar. Excecutioner the Duke sayes she Must dye first Excecu Come Lady you must lay down your Head first the Duke sayes Amph. That word 's the sharpest Ax that I Shall feel Exce Have you said all both kneels as at Prayers Amph. To Earth I have but not to Heaven Farewell dear friend for one short Minute Zo. My soul shall hasten after yours Ama. S'life Jaylor will you let them speake To one another again Amph. Excecutioner now I am ready Duke Hold the Prisoner shall dye first Zo. With all my heart I am ready Duke Nay it is not you I mean Sir rise 'T is I that am the Prisoner I will Make you a present take your Life Your Love nay and my Dukedom too And to oblidge you most of all Excecutioner strike off my head for I Am weary of it Amph. Not for ten thousand worlds Sir What e're you mean Duke Know then I have lov'd you all this While but seeing your hate so Great to me I have dissembled Scorne to you she Swoones Why dost thou Swoon Amphelia Amph. Did not I hear some voice just now That said the Duke dos love me still Duke Thou did'st 't was he himself that Said so Amph. If 't were from Heaven good Heaven Say it again Duke T was I my self I tell thee and I will never Speake another word if that dos please thee Amp. Oh I am in Heaven then it seemes and 't is Some god that 's telling me how the Duke Lov'd me still Duke Dear Amphelia 't is I that Loves thee Tells thee so Amp. Hark now there 's a god that saies he loves Me too blest god I 'me sorry if you do Since I have heard the Duke dos Love me still He must be your rivall indeed I cannot Help it Oh let me fly down to the Earth Again only to hear him say he loves me I cannot promise when I shall return That very word from him wou'd keep me there Duke I must answer her no more they say 'T will keep 'um longer in a Trance he Rubs her Ortell I am but in a scurvy condition now if She comes to life again for they will Examine one another how the mistake Came between them and then I am Sure it must come to light Amph. Who 's that Duke Archemedes Duke The same sweet Angel Amph. Oh Sir I am come from Heaven to see you Since there I heard you love me still Duke Dear Amphelia thou hast dream'd all This while Heaven 't is true is where Thou art but 't was my voice that Said I Love thee Amph. Was not my head struck off just now Duke Canst thou ask that while I have A head and heart Amph. Why have you lov'd me still Duke
With as much truth as ever lover did Amph. So have I you with equal constancy Amar. Well Sir now you are satisfied pray Let me be so too and let Zoranzo's Head be struck off quickly I see he 's mean as well as false to Quit me for a woman that dos not Love him Amph. Hold Amarissa hear me speak before Zoranzo dies and be assur'd he Loves you still Amar. VVou'd you deceive me too Amph. Indeed I dont when we were Going to dye you may remember that VVe whisper'd then we call'd Heaven And our selves to witness That both our Loves were true Mine to Archimedes his to you Amar. Can you forgive me Sir Kneels Zo. I cannot answer yet Thy civility has took away my speech Duke Dear Amphelia how came this sad Mistake 'twixt you and I. Amph. I 'le tell you Sir in part when you were In this last War my woman receiv'd A Letter from one of the Gentlemen of your Chamber wherein he did assure Her that you had a new Mistriss in That Country and therefore bid her tell Me of it that I might by degrees Wean my affection from so false a man As you Duke Here has been some foule play for This very man you spoke of receiv'd A Letter from your woman wherein she Bid him assure me that you were Prov'd false in my absence and Lov'd my Cozen Ortellus Guard Go fetch them both hither Immediately they shall dye without Mercy Ortell Nay then I had as good discover 'T will fall the heavier on me else Sir let the Guard stay And I will tell you all 'T is I have sow'd the seeds of this mistake I long have lov'd Amphelia for which cause I tried this way to draw her heart from you I knew this Gentleman of your Bed-chamber Was in Love with Amphelia's woman Therefore I brib'd her to write to him To assure the Duke that Amphelia lov'd me And that she shou'd also charge him to Write another Letter to her wherein he Shou'd complain of the Dukes falling in Love with another woman in that Country I knew your spirits both to be So great that neither of you wou'd Stoop to one another when you were Both possest of eithers falseness and So it prov'd for when the Duke heard You Lov'd me he brought a fair New Mistriss over with him to let you See hee did contemn you and so Amphelia Sir when she heard you Lov'd another assured me then that she Lov'd me which now I see was only To make you think how much she Scorn'd you though still her heart Was true and so was yours now Sir I humbly beg your Pardon Duke 'T will be in vain my Lord I cannot Grant it Oh Amphelia how many Hours of joy we two have lost Amph. Base Lord. Enter Artabella Artab O Sir I heard that people were to dye To day let me be one I pray Amph. Not for the World sweet innoâ—â—â—â— Arta. Oh Madam you are she the Duke Loves pray spare your Pitty Sir can You have the heart to let me live And see you Married to another Amph. Have patience sweet young Maid I will not Marry him you wo'not blame Me if I love him though Arta. No for then I shou'd condemn my Fault in you Duke But sure Amphelia you did but jest In telling her you wou'd not Marry me Amph. Indeed Sir I am in earnest Consider 'T is but justice she loves you as well As I her heart was quiet till you Troubl'd it Duke All this is true but how will your Love shew if you refuse to marry me Amph. Not less at all but make my Pitty more Duke If I wou'd marry her I cant beleive That she wou'd be thus kind to you Amph. Yes I dare say she wou'd ask her and try Duke Well Artabella will you Marry me Arta. You never hated me till now can you Beleive I 'de wrong so blest a Woman as Amphelia Amph. See Sir wou'd it be justice now in me She will not wound my heart shou'd I kill hers Duke But consider 't is you I Love not her Amph. That 's her misfortune Sir yet she Deserves asmuch as I I can but love You so do's she Duke Dear Amphelia marry me Amph. I cannot out of pitty Sir Duke Talke not of pitty if thou wilt shew Me none Amp. My pitty is her due my love is yours Duke O Amphelia this was a cruell way to Make me happy thou 'dst better still Have kept my joyes unknown Then let the knowing of it be my death Once more my dear Amphelia marry me Amph. Do not Petition her you may command In any thing but this Duke Monster of Villaines thou hast caus'd All this Excecutioner immediately strike Off his head Ortell I 'me sure you will not let me dye Duke Impudent Villain dispatch him straight Ortell Hold Sir 't is only I can make you three Happy which if you do not confess When you have heard me speake Then let me dye Duke Well let 's hear it Ortell Promise me my life first if I do Duke Well you shall have it Ortell Then know the Lady Artabella is Your Sister Duke Ha. Ortell I say your Sister you do remember That you had one once Duke Yes I do but she was lost at three Years old Ortell 'T is true 't was thought so but thus It is when 't was reported you were Slain in the Battail I straight convey'd away this Lady Then a Child because she shou'd not Stand 'twixt me and the Dukedome I being Then acquainted with the Mother to Arbatus I brought this Lady and gave Her a summ of Money to adopt her for Her Childe with willingness my offer She imbrac ' d the more because her Son Arbatus had then been lost About seaven years thought to have Been cast a way at Sea though afterwards Return'd home I had enjoyn'd her Secresy which she kept therefore She told Arbatus 't was his Sister Enter Arbatus Duke And is she then my Sister Oh Arbatus welcome welcome I have a crowd of Joyes about my heart To tell thee Arba. What! that you have broke my Sisters heart Duke Thou hast no Sister 'T is I possess that Blessing Artabella is my Sister how Blest a sound is sister to my Eares I 'le give command no other word but Sister shall be spoke throughout My Dukedome I 'le have it taught to Infants so that when nature lends Their sucking tongues a meanes to Speak one word they all shall Babble Sister instead of Nurse I 'le Have the name ingrav'd in Gold on Every Post and Pillar in the Streetes And passers by shall worship it Arba. I am amaz'd Enter Philidor and Mirida Duke Welcome Philidor Phili. I am glad to see joy in your lookes Again Sir the time is long since I have seen you smile Duke Philidor all that is Joy I have within This Breast it o're flowes and runs Into my Eyes This is my Sister oh What a word is Sister And this my Dear and true Amphelia Come Mirida shall be thine to day too Mir. Hold Sir I forbid that banes Phi. Troth so do I too you alwaies Take the words out of my mouth You and I Marry kether Mir. No faith wee 'l be hang'd first I 'de Rather hear along Sermon then Hear a Person ask me Mirida Will you have this man for your Wedded Husband to have and to hold From this day forward and so forth Phi. Right for better for worse in Sickness or in Health Mir. I and perhaps after we have been Married half a year with ones Husband falls into a deep Consumption And will not do one the favour to Dye neither then we must be Ever feeding him with Caudle Oh from a husband in a Consumption Deliver me Phi. And think how weary I shou'd be Of thee Mirida when once we were Chain'd together the very name of Wife wou'd be a vomit to me then Nothing but where 's my wife call My wife to Dinner call my wife to Suppeâ— And then at night come wife will you Go to Bed Mir. I and that wou'd be so troublesome To be call'd by ones husband every night To go to Bed Oh that dull dull Name of Husband Duke Indeed you two are well met The World has not two more such I am confident Mir. The more the pitty Sir Phili. No Sir if you please never propose Marrying to us till both of us have Committed such faults as are death By the Law then instead of Hanging us Marry us Miri And then you shall hear how Earnestly we shall Petition your Highness to be hang'd rather then Marryed Duke No man can judge which is the Wildest of these two Now brave Arbatus in all my Dukedome There is but one gift worthy thy Receiving and that 's my Sister Here Sir take her as freely as Heaven Gave her me Arba. D' yee forgive me Sir Duke Or not my self Arbatus This day Hymen shall light his Torch for all Phi. With your Pardon Sir not for me And my Female Mir. No faith I 'le blow it out if he dos Arta. Sir thought in my own desires Shou'd have chose the man that You have given me yet I beg We may not Marry yet we have Call'd Brother and Sister so long That yet needs must think we Are so still Arba. Pray Madam let 's think so as Little a while as we can that fancy May not keep my joy in Prison Duke Let 's to the Temple now and there thank Heaven for these unexpected Joyes Each day the gods shall lend me in this life I 'le thank them for a Sister and a Wife Exeunt FINIS