good beleife does well Sir And you Sir cleare the place but leave her here Arn. Your Lordships pleasure Clod. That anon Arnoldo This is but talke Rut Shall we goe off Arn. By any meanes I know she has pious thoughts enough to guard her Besides here 's nothing due to him till the tye be done Nor dare he offer Rut. Now doe I long to worry him Pray have a care to the main chance Ex. Arn. and Rut. Zen. Pray Sir feare not Clod. Now what say you to me Zen. Sir it becomes The modestie that maides are ever borne with To use few words Clod. Doe you see nothing in me Nothing to catch your eyes nothing of wonder The common mould of men come short and want in Doe you read no future fortune for your selfe here And what a happinesse it may be to you To have him honour you all women aime at To have him love you Lady that man love you The best and the most beauteous have run mad for Looke and be wise you have a favour offerd you I doe not euery day propound to women You are a prettie one and though each hower I am glutted with the sacrifice of beautie I may be brought as you may handle it To cast so good a grace and likeing on you You understand come kisse me and be joyfull I giue you leave Zen. Faith Sir t will not shew handsome Our sex his blushing full of feare unskild too In these alarums Clod. Learne then and be perfect Zen. I doe beseech your honour pardon me And take some skilfull one can hold you play I am a foole Clod. I tell thee maide I love thee Let that word make thee happie so farr love thee That though I may enjoy thee without ceremony I will descend so lowe to marry thee Me thinkes I see the race that shall spring from us Some Princes some great Souldiers Zen. I am afraid Your honours couzen'd in this calculation For certaine I shall nere haue a child by you Clod. Why Zen. Because I must not thinke to marry you I dare not Sir the step betwixt your honour And my poore humble State Clod. I will descend to thee And buoye thee up Zen. I 'le sinke to th' Center first Why would your Lordship marry and confine that pleasure You ever have had freely cast upon you Take heed my Lord this marring is a mad matter Lighter a paire of sheckles will hang on you And quieter a quartaine feaver finde you If you wed me I must enjoy you onely Your eyes must be cald home your thoughs in cages To sing to no eares then but mine your hart bound The custome that your youth was euer nurst in Must be forgot I shall forget my duty else And how that will appeare Clod. Wee 'le talke of that more Zen. Besides I tell yee I am naturally As all young women are that shew like handsome Exceeding proud being cōmended monstrous Boy ready for the Songs Of an unquiet temper seldome pleas'd Unlesse it be with infinite observance Which you were never bred to once well angerd As every crosse in us provokes that passion And like a Sea I roule tosse and chase a weeke after And then all mischeife I can think upon Abusing of your bed the least and poorest I tell you what you 'le finde and in these fitts This little beauty you are pleased to honour Will be so chang'd so alterd to an uglinesse To such a vizard ten to one I dye too Take 't then upon my death you murderd me Clod. Away away fool why dost thou proclaime these To prevent that in me thou hast chosen in another Zen. Him I have chosen I can rule and master Temper to what I please you are a great one Of a strong will to bend I dare not venture Be wise my Lord and say you were well counseld Take mony for my ransome and forget me T will be both safe and noble for your honour And wheresoever my fortunes shall conduct me So worthy mentions I shall render of you So vertuous and so faire Clod. You will not marry me Zen. I doe beseech your honour be not angry At what I say I cannot love yee dare not But such a ransome for the flowre you covet Clod. No money nor no prayers shall redeeme that Not all the art you have Zen. Set your owne price Sir Clod. Goe to your wedding neuer kneel to me When that 's done you are mine I will enjoy you Your teares do nothing I will not loose my custome To cast upon my selfe an Empires fortune Exit Zen. My minde shall not pay this custome cruel man Clod. Your body wil content me I 'le look for you Ex. Enter Charino and servants in blackes Covering the place with blackes Char. Strew all your withered flowers your Autumn sweets By the hot Sun ravisht of bud and beauty Thus round about her Bride-bed hang those blacks ther The emblemes of her honour lost all joy Bowle of wine ready That leades a Virgin to receive her Lover Keepe from this place all fellow-maides that blesse her And blushing and unloose her Zone keep from her No merry noise nor lusty songs be heard here Nor ful cups crownd with wine make the rooms giddy This is no masque of mirth but murdered honour Sing mournfully that sad Epithalamion I gave thee now and prethee let thy Lute weepe Song Dance Enter Rutillio Rut. How now what livery 's this doe you call this a wedding This is more like a funerall Char. It is one And my poor Daughter going to her grave To his most loth'd embraces that gapes for her Make the Earles bed ready is the marriage done Sir Rut. Yes they are knit but must this slubberdegullion Have her maiden-head now Arn. There 's no avoyding it Rut. And there 's the scaffold where she must loose it Arn. The bed sir Rut. No way to wipe his mouldy chaps Char. That we know Rut. To any honest wel-deserving fellow And 't were but to a merry Cobler I could sit still now I love the game so well but that this puckfist This universall rutter fare ye well Sir And if you have any good prayers put 'em forward There may be yet a remedy Char. I wish it Exit Rut. And all my best devotions offer to it Enter Clodio and Guard Clod. Now is this tye dispathc'd Char. I thinke it be Sir Clod. And my bed ready wine Char. There you may quickly find Sir Such a loth'd preparation Clod. Never grumble Nor fling a discontent upon my pleasure It must and shall be done give me some wine And fill it till it leape upon my lips Here 's to the foolish maiden head you wot of The toy I must take paines for Char. I beseech your Lord-ship Load not a Fathers love Clod. Pledge it Charino Or by my life I 'le make thee pledge thy last And be sure she be a maid a perfect Virgin I will not have my expectation dul'd Or your old
fame courted Now ye want enemies and men to match ye Let not your owne swords seeke your ends to shame ye Enter Demetrius with a Javelin and Gentlemen 3 Emb. Choose which you will or peace or war We come prepar'd for either 1 Ush. Roome for the Prince there Cel. was it the Prince they said how my heart trembl'd 'T is he indeed what a sweet noble fiercenesse Dwels in his eyes young Meleager like When he returnd from slaughter of the Boare Crown'd with the loves and honours of the people With all the gallant youth of Greece he lookes now Who could deny him love Dem. Haile Royall Father Ant. Ye are welcome from your sport sir do you see this gent You that bring thunders in your mouthes and earthquakes To shake and totter my designes can you imagine You men of poore and common apprehensions Whilst I admit this man my son this nature That in one looke carries more fire and fiercenesse Then all your masters in their lives dare I admit him Admit him thus even to my side My bosome When he is fit to rule when all men cry him And all hopes hang about his head thus place him His weapon hatcht in bloud all these attending When he shall make their fortunes all as sudden In any expedition he shall point 'em As arrowes from a Tartars bow and speeding Dare I do this and feare an enemy Feare your great Master yours or yours Dem. O Hercules Who saies you do sir Is there any thing In these mens faces or their Masters actions Able to worke such wonders Cel. Now 'a speakes O I could dwell upon that tongue for ever Dem. You call 'em Kings they never wore those roialties Nor in the progresse of their lives ariv'd yet At any thought of King emperiall dignities And powerfull god-like actions fit for Princes They can no more put on and make 'em sit right Then I can with this mortall hand hold heaven Poore petty men nor have I yet forgot The chiefest honours time and merit gave 'em Lysimachus your Master at his best His highest and his hopefull'st dignities Was but grand-master of the Elephants Seleucus of the Treasure and for Ptolomy A thing not thought on then scarce heard of yet Some master of amunition and must these men Cel. What a brave confidence flowes from his spirit O sweet young man Dem. Must these hold pace with us And on the same field hang their memories Must these examine what the wils of Kings are Prescribe to their designes and chaine their actions To their restraints be freinds and foes when they please Send out their thunders and their menaces As if the fate of mortall thinge were theirs Go home good men and tell your masters from us We do 'em too much honour to force from 'em Their barren countries ruine their vast Cities And tell 'em out of love we meane to leave 'em Since they will needs be Kings no more to tread on Then they have able wits and powers to manage And so we shall befriend 'em ha what does she there Emb. This is your answer King Ant. 'T is like to prove so Dem. Fie sweet what make you here Cel. Pray ye do not chide me Dem. You do your selfe much wrong and me Cel. Pray you pardon me I feele my fault which only was committed Through my deare love to you I have not seen ye And how can I live then I have not spoke to ye Dem. I know this weeke ye have not I will redeem all You are so tender now thinke where you are sweet Cel. What other light have I left Dem. Prethee Celia Indeed I 'le see ye presently Cel. I have done sir You will not misse Dem. By this and this I will not Cel. 'T is in your will and I must be obedient Dem. No more of these assemblies Cel. I am commanded 1 Ush. Roome for the Lady there Madam my service 1 Gent. My Coach and 't please you Lady 2 Ush. Roome before there 2 Gent. The honour Madam but to waite upon you Cel. My servants and my state Lord how they flocke now Before I was affraid they would have beat me How these flies play i' th Sunshine pray ye no services Or if ye needs must play the hobby horses Seek out some beautie that affects 'em farewell Nay pray ye spare Gentlemen I am old enough To go alone at these yeares without crutches Exit 2. Ush. Wel I could curse now but that will not help me I made as sure account of this wench now immediately Do but consider how the devill has crost me Meate for my Master she cries well 3 Em. Once more sir We aske your resolutions peace or war yet Dem. War war my noble father 1 Em. Thus I fling it And faire ey'd peace farewell Ant. You have your answer Conduct out the Embassadours and give 'em convoies Dem. Tell your high hearted Masters they shall not seek us Nor coole i' th' field in expectation of us Wee 'l ease your men those marches In their strengths And full abilities of mind and courage Wee 'l ffnd 'em out and at their best trim buckle with 'em 3 Em. You will find so hot a Souldiers welcome sir Your favor shall not freeze 2 Em. A forward Gentleman Pitty the wars should bruise such hopes Ant. Conduct 'em Ex. Em. Now For this preparation where 's Leontius Call him in presently for I meane in person Gentlemen My selfe with my old fortune Dem. Royall sir Thus low I beg this honour fame already Hath every where rais'd trophies to your glory And conquest now grown old and weake with following The weary marches and the bloudy shockes You daily set her in 't is now scarce honour Fo you that never knew to fight but conquer To sparkle such poore people the roiall Eagle When she hath tri'd her young ones gainst the Sun And found 'em right next teacheth 'em to prey How to command on wing and check below her Even birds of noble plume I am your owne sir You have found my spirit trie it now and teach it To stoop whole kingdomes leave a little for me Let not your glory be so greedy sir To eate up all my hopes you gave me life If to that life you adde not what 's more lasting A noble name for man you have made a shadow Blesse me this day bid me go on and lead Bid me go on no lesse fear'd then Antigonus And to my maiden sword tye fast your fortune I know 't will fight it selfe then deare sir honour me Never faire virgin long'd so Ant. Rise and command then And be as fortunate as I expect ye I love that noble will your young companions Bred up and foster'd with ye I hope Demetrius Enter Leon You will make souldiers too they must not leave ye 2 Gent. Never till life leave us sir Ant. O Leontius Here 's worke for you in hand Leon. I am ev'n right glad sir For by my troath I am
Never ô never and t is for your good too Ces. Prove that Mar. Alas too many yeares are numbred In my account to entertaine the benefit Which youth in thee Cesario and ability Might hope for and require it were Injustice To rob a gentleman deserving memory Of Issue to preserve it Ces. No more herein You are an excellent patterne of true piety Let me now turne your advocate Pray looke into The order of the Duke Jnjoynd admit J satisfie the sentence without mariage with you how then Mar. Cesario Ces. If I know How to acquit your feares yet keepe th' injunction In every clause whole and entire your charity Will call me still your servant Mar. Still my son Ces. Right Madam now you have it still your son The Genius of your blessings hath instructed Your tongue oraculously wee wil forget How once I and Clarissa enterchangd The tyes of brother and of sister henceforth New stile us man and wife Cla. By what authority Ces. Heavens great appointment yet in all my dotage On thy perfections when I thought Clarissa Wee had beene pledges of one wombe no loose No wanton heat of youth desir'd to claime Priority in thy affections other Then nature might commend Chastly I tendred Thy farewell as a brother ought but since Our bloods are strangers let our hearts contract A long life-lasting unity for this way The sentence is to be observd or no way Mar. Then no way Ces. I expected other answer Madam from you Mar. No every age shall curse me The monster and the prodigie of nature Horrors beyond extremity Cla. Pray mother confine the violence of greife Ces. Yes mother pray do Mar. Thus some catch at a matrons honor By flying lust to plot Incestuous witchcrafts More terrible then whoredomes cruell mercy When to preserve the body from a death The soule is strangled Ces. This is more then passion It comes neere to distraction Mar. I am quieted Cesario thou maiest tell the Duke securely Albertos titles honors and revenues The Duke may give away Injoy them thou Clarissas birthright Marianas dower Thou shalt be Lord of turne us to the world Vnpittyed and unfreinded yet my bed Thou never sleep'st in as for her she heares me If she as much as in a thoughts consent That thou may'st call her wife a Mothers curse Shall never leave her Clar. As a brother once I lov'd you as a noble freind yet honor ye But for a husband sir I dare not owne you My faith is given already Ces. To a Villaine I le cut his throat Mar. Why this is more then passion It comes neere a distraction Clar. Call to minde Sir How much you have abated of that goodnesse Which once raign'd in ye they appear'd so lovely That such as freindship led to observation Enter Baptista and Mentivole Courted the great example Ces. Left and flatterd into abroad derision Mar. Why d ee thinke so My Lord Baptista is your sonne growne cold In hasting on the marriage which his vowes Have seald to my wrongd daughter Bap. Wee come Lady to consummate the contract Ces. With Mentivole is he the man Ment. Clarissas troth and mine Cesario are recorded in a character So plaine and certaine that except the hand Of heaven which writ it first would blot it out againe No human power can raze it Ces. But say you so too young Lady Cla. I should els betray My heart to falshood and my tongue to perjury Ces. Madam you know the sentence Bap. From the Duke I have particular comforts which require A private eare Mar. I shall approve it gladly Wee are resolvd Cesario Bap. Be not insolent upon a Princes favour Cla. Loose no glory Your younger yeares have purchast Ment. And deservd too y'have many worthy freinds Bap. Preserve and use them Exeunt Manet Cesar Ces. Good very good why here 's a complement Of mirth in desperation I could curse My fate ô with what speed men tumble downe From hopes that soare to high Biancha now May scorne me justly too Clarissa married Albertos widdow resolute Biancha Refusd and I forsaken let me study I can but dye a Batchelor that 's the worst on 't Exit Enter Host Taylor Muliter Dancer Pedant Coxcombe Host. Come Gentlemen This is the day that our great artist hath Promist to give all your severall suites satisfaction Dancer Is he stirring Host. He hath beene at his booke these two houres Pedant Hee s a rare Physitian Host. Why I le tell you Were Paracelsus the German now Living heed take up his single rapier against his Terrible long sword he makes it a matter of nothing To cure the goute sore eyes he takes out as familiarly Washes them and puts them in againe As you 'd blanch almonds Tay. They say he can make gold Host. I I he learnt it of Kelly in Germany There 's not a Chimist In christendome can goe beyond him for multiplying Pedant Take heed then He get not up your daughters belly my Host Host. You are a merry Gentleman And the man of art will love you the better Dancer Does he love mirth and crotchets Host. O hee s the most courteous Physitian You may drink or drab in 's company freely The better he knowes how your disease growes The better he knowes how to cure it Danc. But I wonder my Host He has no more resort of Ladyes to him Host. Why Sir Dan. O divers of them have great beleife in conjurers Lechery is a great helpe to the quality Host. Hee 's scarce knowne to be in towne yet Ere long we shall have em come hurring hither in Fetherbeds Dan. How bedridden Host. No sir in fetherbeds that move upon 4 wheeles in Spanish caroches Ped. Pray acquaint him we give attendance Host I shall gentlemen I would faine be rid Of these rascalls but that they raise profit To my wine-seller When I have made use of them sufficiently I will intreat the conjurer to tye crackers to their tailes And send them packing Enter Forobosco as in his Study A paper Foro. Come hither mine Host looke here Host. What 's that Foro. A challenge from my man Host. For breakin gs pate Foro. He writes here if I meet him not i th Feild within this halfe houre I shall heare more from him Host. O sir minde your profit Nere thinke of the rascall here are the gentlemen Foro. Morrow my worthy clients What are you all prepard of your questions That I may give my resolution upon them Omnes We are sir Pedant And have brought our mony Foro Each then in order And differ not for precedency Dan. I am buying of an office sir And to that purpose I would faine learne to dissemble cunningly Foro. Doe you come to me for that you should rather Have gone to a cunning woman Danc. I sir but their Instructions are but like women Pretty well but not to the depth as I'do have it You are a conjurer the devils master And I would learn it from you so
change is this why Ferdinand are these your robes of joy should be indu'd doth Hymen wear black I did send for you to have my honourable brother witnesse the Contract I will make 'twixt you and her Put off all doubt she loves ye what d' ye say Rand. Speak man Why look you so distractedly Ferd. There are your keys Sir I 'll no Contracts I Divinest Violanta I will serve you thus on my knees and pray for you Juno Lucina fer opem my inequalitie ascends no higher I dare not marry you Ben. How 's this Ferd. Good night I have a friend has almost made me mad I weep sometimes and instantly can laugh nay I do dance and sing and suddenly roar like a storm Strange tricks these are they not and wherefore all this shall I tell you no thorow mine ears my heart a plague hath caught and I have vow'd to keep it close not shew my grief to any for it has no cure On wandring steps to some remote place move I 'll keep my vow though I have lost my Love Exit Ben. 'Fore heaven distracted for her fare you well I 'll watch his steps for I no joy shall finde till I have found his cause and calm'd his minde Exit Rand. He 's overcome with joy Angel 'T is very strange Rand. Well sister I must leave you the time 's busie Violanta cheer you up and I pray heaven restore each to their love and health again Exit Viol. Amen great Uncle Mother what a chance unluckily is added to my wo in this young Gentleman Angel True Violanta it grieves me much Doll go you instantly and finde out Gerrard tell him his friends hap and let him use best means to comfort him but as his life preserve this secret still Viol. Mother I 'ld not offend you might not Gerrard steal in and see me in the evening Angel Well bid him do so Viol. Heavens blessing o' your heart Do ye not call Childbearing Travel mother Angel Yes Viol. It well may be The bare-foot traveller that 's born a Prince and walks his pilgrimage whose tender feet kisse the remorselesse stones onely ne'er felt a travel like to it Alas dear mother you groan'd thus for me and yet how disobedient have I been Angel Peace Violanta thou hast always been gentle and good Viol. Gerrard is better mother O if you knew the implicite innocencie dwells in his brest you 'ld love him like your prayers I see no reason but my father might be told the truth being pleas'd for Ferdinand to woo himself and Gerrard ever was his full comparative my Uncle loves him as he loves Ferdinand Angel No not for the world since his intent is cross'd lov'd Ferdinand thus ruin'd and a childe got out of Wedlock his madnesse would pursue ye both to death Viol. As you please mother I am now methinks even in the land of ease I 'll sleep Angel Draw in the bed neerer the fire silken rest tie all thy cares up Exeunt Enter Ferdinand and Benvoglio privately after him Ferd. O blessed solitude here my griefs may speak and Sorrow I will argue with thee now Nothing will keep me company the flowers die at my moan the gliding silver streams hasten to flee my lamentations the air rolls from 'em and the golden sun is smother'd pale as Phoebe with my sighs onely the earth is kinde that stays Then earth to thee will I complain Why do the heavens impose upon me love what I can ne'er enjoy before fruition was impossible I did not thirst it Gerrard she is thine seal'd and deliver'd but 't was ill to stain her virgin state ere ye were married Poor infant what 's become of thee thou know'st not the wo thy parents brought thee to Dear earth bury this close in thy sterilitie be barren to this seed let it not grow for if it do 't will bud no Violet nor Gilly-flower but wilde Brier or rank Rue unsavoury and hurtful Ben. Ferdinand thy steel hath digg'd the earth thy words my heart Ferd. O I have violated faith betraid my friend and innocencie Ben. Desperate youth violate not thy soul too I have showres for thee young man but Gerrard flames for thee Was thy base pen made to dash out mine honour and prostitute my daughter Bastard whore come turn thy female tears into revenge which I will quench my thirst with ere I see daughter or wife or branded family By both die and for amends Ferdnando be my heir I 'll to my brother first tell him all then to the Duke for justice this morning he 's receiv'd Mountains nor seas shall bar my flight to vengeance the foul stain printed on me thy blood shall rinse again Exit Ferd. I have transgress'd all goodnesse witlesly rais'd mine own curses from posteritie I 'll follow to redresse in what I may if not your heir can die as well as they Exit Dumb Shew Enter Duke Rinaldo with attendants at one door States Randulpho and Gerrard at another they kneel to the Duke he accepts their obedience and raises them up they prefer Gerrard to the Duke who entertains him they seat the Duke in State Enter Benvoglio and Ferdinand Benvoglio kneels for justice Ferd. seems to restrain him Benvog gives the Duke a paper Duke reads frowns on Gerr. shews the paper to the States they seem sorry consult cause the Guard to apprehend him they go off with him Then Rand. and Ben. seem to crave justice Duke vows it and exit with his attendants Rand. Ben. and Ferd. confer Enter to them Cornelia with two servants she seems to expostulate Rand. in scorn causeth her to be thrust out poorly Exit Rand. Benvog beckens Ferd. to him with much seeming passion swears him then stamps with his foot Enter Dorothea with a Cup weeping she delivers it to Ferd. who with discontent exit and exeunt Benvoglio and Dorothea Enter Violanta Viol. Gerrard not come nor Dorothie return'd what averse star rul'd my Nativitie the time to night hath been as dilatory as languishing Consumptions But till now I never durst say my Gerrard was unkinde Heaven grant all things go well and nothing does if he be ill which I much fear my dreams have been portentous I did think I saw my Love araid for battel with a beast a hideous monster arm'd with teeth and claws grinning and venomous that sought to make both us a prey on 's tail was lash'd in blood Law and his forehead I did plainly see held Characters that spell'd Authoritie This rent my slumbers and my fearful soul ran searching up and down my dismaid brest to finde a port t' escape Good faith I am cold but Gerrad's love is colder here I 'll sit and think my self away Enter Ferdinand with a Cup and a Letter Ferd. The peace of love attend the sweet Violanta Read for the sad newes I bring I do not know onely I am sworn to give you that and this Viol. Is it from Gerrard gentle Ferdinand how
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
with a whore beshrew me 't is a faire whore 1 Cap. She has smockt away her blood but fair or foule Or blind or lame that can but lift her leg up Comes not amisse to him he rides like a night mare All ages all Religions Eume. Can ye state it Who. I 'le make a shift Eume. He must lie with ye Lady Who. Let him he 's not the first man I have lain with Nor shall not be the last Enter Memnon 2 Cap. A comes no more words She has her lesson throughly how he views her Eumen. Goe forward now so bravely stand Mem. Great Lady How humbly I am bound Who. You shall not kneele sir Come I have done you wrong stand up my Souldier And thus I make amends Kisses him Eumen. A plague confound ye Is this your state 2 Cap. 'T is well enough Mem. O Lady Your royall hand your hand my dearest beauty Is more then I must purchase here divine one I dare revenge my wrongs ha 1 Cap. A dam'd foule one Eum. The Lees of baudie prewnes mourning gloves All spoyl'd by heaven Mem. Ha! who art thou 2 Cap. A shame on ye Ye clawing scabby whore Mem. I say who art thou Eumen. Why 't is the Princesse sir Mem. The divell sir 'T is some rogue thing Who. If this abuse be love sir Or I that laid aside my modesty Eum. So far thou 't never find it Mem. Doe not weepe For if ye be the Princesse I will love ye Indeed I will and honour ye fight for ye Come wipe your eyes by heaven she stinkes who art ta Stinkes like a poyson'd Ratt behind a hanging Woman who art ta like a rotten Cabbage 2 Cap. Y' ar much to blame sir 't is the Princesse Mem. How Shee the Princesse Eumen. And the loving Princesse 1. Capt. Indeed the doting Princesse Mem. Come hither once more The Princesse smells like mornings breath pure Amber Beyond the courted Indies in her spices Still a dead rat by heaven thou art a Princesse Eumen. What a dull whore is this Mem. I 'le tell ye presently For if she be a Princesse as she may be And yet stink too and strongly I shall find her Fetch the Numidian Lyon I brought over If she be sprung from royall blood the Lyon He 'l doe ye reverence els Who. I beseech your Lordship Eumen. He 'l teare her all to pieces Who. I am no Princesse sir Mem. Who brought thee hither 2. Capt. If ye confesse wee 'll hang ye Who. Good my Lord Mem. Who art thou then Who. A poore retaining whore sir To one of your Lordships Captaines Mem. Alas poore whore Go be a whore still and stinke worse Ha ha ha Ex. Cloe What fooles are these and coxcombes Exit Memnon Eumen. I am right glad yet He takes it with such lightnesse 1. Cap. Me thinkes his face too Is not so clouded as it was how he lookes Eumen. Where 's your dead Rat 2. Cap. The divell dine upon her Lyons why what a medicine had he gotten To try a whore Enter Stremon Stre. Here 's one from Polidor staies to speak with ye Eume. With whom Stre. With all where has the Generall bin Hee 's laughing to himselfe extreamly Eumen. Come I 'le tell thee how I am glad yet he 's so merry Exeunt Finis Actus Quarti Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Chilax and Priest Calis Lady and Nun. Chi. What lights are those that enter there still neerer Plague a your rotten itch do you draw me hither Into the Temple to betray me was there no place To satisfie your sin in Gods forgive me Still they come forward Priest Peace ye foole I have found it 'T is the young Princesse Calis Chi. 'T is the divell To claw us for our catterwawling Pri. Retire softly I did not looke for you these two houres Lady Beshrew your hast that way Chi. That goes to th' Altar Ye old blind Beast Pr. I know not any way Still they come nearer I 'le in to th' Oracle Chi. That 's well remembred I le in with ye Pr. Doe Exeunt Priest Chilax Enter Calis and her Traine with lights singing Lucippe Cleanthe SONG O faire sweet Goddesse Queene of Loves Soft and gentle as thy Doves Humble ey'd and ever ruing Those poore hearts their Loves pursuing O thou mother of delights Crowner of all happy nights Star of deare content and pleasure Of mutuall loves the endlesse treasure Accept this sacrifice we bring Thou continuall youth and Spring Grant this Lady her desires And every houre wee 'll crown thy fires Enter a Nun Nun. You about her all retyre Whilst the Princesse feedes the fire When your Devotions ended be To the Oracle I will attend ye Exit Nun draws the Curten close to Calis Enter Stremon and Eumenes Strem. Hee will abroad Eumen. How does his humour hold him Strem. He is now growne wondrous sad weeps often too Talkes of his brother to himselfe starts strangely Eum. Does he not curse Stre. No Eum. Nor breake out in furie Offering some new attempt Stre. Neither toth ' Temple Is all we heare of now what there he will doe Eumen. I hope repent his folly let 's be neare him Strem. Where are the rest Eumen. About a businesse Concernes him mainly if heav'n cure this madnesse He 's man for ever Stremon Strem. Does the King know it Eumen. Yes and much troubled with it is now gone To seeke his sister out Come let 's away then Exeunt Eumen Stremon Calis Enter Nun she opens the Curtain to Calis Calis at the Oracle Arras Nun. Peace to your praiers Lady will it please ye To passe on to the Oracle Calis Most humblie Chilax Priest in the Oracle Chi. Doe ye heare that Pr. Yes lie close Chi. A wildfire take ye What shall become of me I shall be hang'd now Is this a time to shake a halter shake ye Come up and juggle come Pr. I am monstrous fearfull Chi. Up ye old gaping Oyster up and answer A mouldie mange upon your chops ye told me I was safe here till the Bell rung Pr. I was prevented And did not looke these three houres for the Princesse Chi. Shall we be taken Pr. Speake for loves sake Chilax I can not nor I dare not Chi. I 'le speake treason for I had as lieve be hang'd for that Pr. Good Chilax Chi. Must it be sung or sed what shall I tell 'em They are here here now preparing Pr. O my conscience Chi. Plague a your spurgall'd conscience does it tyre now Now when it should be tuffest I could make thee Pr. Save us wee are both undone else Chi. Downe ye dog then Be quiet and be stanch to no inundations Nun. Here kneele againe and Venus grant your wishes Calis O Divine starre of Heaven Thou in power above the seven Thou sweet kindler of desires Till they grow to mutuall fires Thou O gentle Queen that art Curer of each wounded heart Thou the fuell and the flame Thou in
Mil. Here she comes home now mark the salutations How like an Asse my friend goes Ars. She has pull'd his eares downe Bar. Now what sweet voyage to what Garden Lady Or to what Cosens house Am. Is this my welcome I cannot goe to Church but thus I am scandall'd Use no devotion for my soule but Gentlemen Bar. To Church Am. Yes and ye keep sweet youths to wait upon me Sweet bred-up youths to be a credit to me There 's your delight againe pray take him to ye However comes neare me more to debase me Ba. How 's this how 's this good wife how has he wrongd ye Am. I was faine to drive him like a sheep before me I blush to thinke how people fleere and scorn'd me Others have handsome men that know behaviour Place and observance this silly thing knowes nothing Cannot tell ten Let every Rascall justle me And still I push'd him on as he had bin comming Bar. Ha! did ye push him on is he so stupid Am. When others were attentive to the Priest Good devout Gentleman then fell he fast Fast sound asleepe then first began the Bag-pipes The severall stops on 's nose made a rare musick A rare and lowd and those plaid many an Antheme Put out of that he fell strait into dreaming Ars. As cunning as she is sweet I like this carriage Bar. What did he then Am. Why then he talked in his Sleep too Nay I 'll divulge your morall vertues sheeps-face And talk'd aloude that every eare was fixt to him Did not I suffer doe you thinke in this time Talk of your bawling Law of appellations Of Declarations and Excommunications Warrants and Executions and such divells That drove all the Gentlemen out o' th' Church by hurryes With execrable oaths they would never come there again Thus am I serv'd and man'd Lea. I pray ye forgive me I must confesse I am not fit to wait upon ye Alas I was brought up Am. To be an Asse A Lawyers Asse to carry Bookes and Buckrams Bar. But what did you at Church Lop. At Church did ye aske her Doe you heare gentlemen doe you mark that question Because you are halfe an heretique your selfe Sir Would ye breed her too this shall to the Inquisition A pious Gentlewoman reprov'd for praying I 'll see this filed and you shall heare further Sir Ars. Ye have an ill heart Lop. It shall be found out Gentlemen There be those youths will search it Die You are warme Signiour But a Faggot will warme ye better we are witnesses Lop. Enough to hang him doe not doubt Mil. Nay certaine I doe beleeve has rather no Religion Lop. That must be knowne too because shee goes to Church sir O monstrum informe ingens Die Let him goe on sir His wealth will build a Nunnery a faire one And this good Lady when he is hang'd and rotten May there be Abbesse Bar. You are cozend honest Gentlemen I doe not forbid the use but the forme marke me Lop. Forme what doe ye make of Forme Bar. They will undoe me Sweare as I oft have done and so betray me I must make faire way and hereafter Wife You are welcome home henceforth take your pleasure Goe when ye shall thinke fit I will not hinder ye My eyes are open now and I see my errour My shame as great as that but I must hide it The whole conveyance now I smell but Basta Another time must serve you see us friends now Heartily friends and no more chiding gentlemen I have bin too foolish I confesse no more words No more sweet wife Am. You know my easie nature Bar. Goe get ye in you see she has bin angry Forbeare her sight a while and time will pacify And learne to be more bold Lea. I would I could I will doe all I am able Exit Bar. Doe Leandro We will not part but friends of all hands Lop. Well said Now ye are reasonable we can looke on ye Bar. Ye have ierckt me but for all that I forgive ye Forgive ye hartily and doe invite ye To morrow to a Breakfast I make but seldome But now we will be merry Ars. Now ye are friendly Your doggednes and nigardize flung from ye And now we will come to ye Bar. Give me your hands all You shall be wellcome hartily Lop. We will be For wee 'll eate hard Bar. The harder the more wellcome And till the morning farewell I have busines Exit Mil. Farewell good bountiful Bartolus 't is a brave wench A sudaine witty Theif and worth all service Goe wee 'll all goe and crucifie the Lawyer Die I 'll clap foure tire of teeth into my mouth more But I will grind his substance Ars. Well Leandro Thou hast had a strange voyage but I hope Thou rid'st now in safe harbour Mil. Le ts goe drinke Friends And laugh alou'd at all our merry may-games Lop. A match a match 't will whet our stomachs better Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Violante and Servant Ser. Madam hee s come Chaire and stooles out Viol. 'T is well how did he looke When he knew from whom you were sent was he not startled Or confident or fearefull Ser. As appear'd Like one that knew his fortune at the worst And car'd not what could follow Viol. 'T is the better Reach me a Chaire So bring him in be carefull That none disturb us I will try his temper And if I find him apt for my employments Enter Iamy Servant I 'll worke him to my ends if not I shall Find other Engines Ser. Ther 's my Ladie Viol. Leave us Iam. You sent for me Viol. I did and do's the favour Your present state considered and my power Deserve no greater Ceremonie Iam. Ceremonie I use to pay that where I doe owe dutie Not to my Brothers wife I cannot fawne If you expect it from me you are cozen'd And so farewell Viol. He beares up still I like it Pray you a word Iam. Yes I will give you hearing On equall termes and sit by you as a friend But not stand as a Sutour Now your pleasure Viol. You are very bold Iam. 'T is fitt since you are proud I was not made to feed that foolish humour With flattery and observance Viol. Yet with your favour A little forme ioyn'd with respect to her That can add to your wants or free you from 'em Nay raise you to a fate beyond your hopes A Table ready covered with Cloath Napkins Salt Trenchers and Bread Might well become your wisedome Iam. It would rather Write me a Foole should I but onely think That any good to me could flow from you Whom for so many yeares I have found and prov'd My greatest Enemy I am still the same My wants have not transform'd me I dare tell you To your new cerviz'd face what I have spoken Freely behind your back what I thinke of you You are the proudest thing and have the least Reason to be so that I ever read
reward thee liberally Ex. Nurse Goe bring him in full deare I lov'd Dinant While it was lawfull but those fires are quenched I being now anothers truth forgive me And let dissimulation be no crime Though most unwillingly I put it on To guard a Brothers safetie Enter Dinant Dina. Now your pleasure Though ill you have deserv'd it you persev'd I am still your foole and cannot but obey What ever you command Lamir. You speake as if You did repent it and 't is not worth my thankes then But there has bin a time in which you would Receive this as a favour Din. Hope was left then Of recompence Lamir. Why I am still Lamira And you Dinant and 't is yet in my power I dare not say I 'll put it into act To reward your love and service Din. Ther 's some comfort Lamir. But thinke not that so low I prize my fame To give it up to any man that refuses To buy it or with danger or performance Of what I shall enjoine him Din. Name that danger Be it of what horrid shape soever Ladie Which I will shrinke at only at this instant Be speedie in 't Lamir. I 'll put you to the triall You shall not fight to day doe you start at that Not with my Brother I have heard your difference Mine is no Helens beauty to be purchas'd With blood and so defended if you looke for Favours from me deserve them with obedience Ther 's no way els to gain 'em Din. You command What with mine honour I cannot obey Which lies at pawne against it and a friend Equally deare as that or life engag'd Not for himself but me Lamir. Why foolish man Dare you sollicite me to serve your lust In which not onely I abuse my Lord My father and my family but write whore Though not upon my forhead in my conscience To be read howerly and yet name your honours Yours suffer but in circumstance mine in substance If you obey me you part with some credit From whom the giddy multitude but mankind Will censure me and justly Din. I will loose What most I doe desire rather then hazard So deare a friend or write my selfe a coward 'T is better be no man Lamir. This will not doe Why I desire not you should be a coward Nor doe I weigh my Brothers life with yours Meete him fight with him doe and kill him fairely Let me not suffer for you I am carelesse Din. Suffer for me Lamir. For you my kindnesse to you Already brands me with a strumpets name Din. O that I knew the wretch Lamir. I will not name him Nor give you any Character to know him But if you dare and instantly ride foorth At the west port of the City and defend there My reputation against all you meete For two houres on ly I 'l not sweare Dinant To satisfie though sure I thinke I shall What ever you desire if you denie this Be desperate for willingly by this light I 'l never see thee more Din. Two houres doe you say Lamir. Only two houres Dina. I were no Gentleman Should I make scruple of it this favour armes me And boldly il performe it Exit Lamir. I am glad on 't This will prevent their meeting yet and keepe My Brother safe which was the marke I shott at Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Cleremont as in the field Cler. I am first i' th field that honours gain'd of our side Pray Heaven I may get of as honourablie The houre is past I wonder Dinant comes not This is the place I cannot see him yet It is his quarrell too that brought me hither And I ne'r knew him yet but to this honour A firme and worthy Friend yet I see nothing Nor Horse nor man 't would vex me to be left here To th mercy of two swords and two approved ones I never knew him last Enter Beaupre and Verdoone Beaup. You are well met Cleremont Verdo. You are a faire Gentleman love your friend Sir What are you ready the time has over tane us Beaup. And this you know the place Cler. No Dinant yet Beaup. We come not now to argue but to doe We waite you Sir Cler. Ther 's no time past yet Gentlemen We have day enough i' st possible he comes not You see I am ready here and doe but stay Till my Friend come walke but a turne or two 'T will not be long Verd. We came to fight Cler. Yee shall fight Gentlemen And fight enough but a short turne or two I thinke I see him set up your watch wee 'l fight by it Beau. That is not hee we will not be deluded Cler. Am I bobd thus pray take a pipe of tobacco Or sing but some new ayre by that time Gentlemen Verd. Come draw your sword you know the custome here Sir First come first serv'd Cler. Though it be held a custome And practised so I doe not hold it honest What honour can you both win on me single Beaup. Yeild up you sword then Cler. Yeild my Sword that 's Hebrew I 'll be first cut a peices hold but a while I 'll take the next that comes Enter an old Gentleman You are an old Gentleman Gent. Yes indeed am I Sir Cler. And weare no Sword Gent. I need none Sir Cler. I would you did and had one I want now such a foolish courtesie You see these Gentlemen Gent. You want a second In good Faith Sir I was never handsome at it I would you had my Son but hee 's in Italy A proper Gentleman you may doe well gallants If you quarrell be not capitall to have more mercy The Gentleman may doe his Country Cler. Now I beseech you Sir If you dare not fight doe not stay to beg my pardon There lies your way Gent. Good morrow Gentlemen Exit Verd. You see your fortune You had better yeild your sword Cler. Pray yee stay a little Enter two Gentlemen Upon mine honestie you shall be fought with Well Dinant well these weare swords and seeme brave fellowes As you are Gentlemen one of you supply me I want a second now to meete these gallants You know what honour is 1 Gent. Sir you must pardon us We goe about the same worke you are ready for And must fight presently els we were your servants 2 Gent. God speed you and good day Exit Gent. Cler. Am I thus Colted Beaup. Come either yeild Cler. As you are honest Gentlemen Stay but the next and then I 'll take my fortune And if I fight not like a man Fy Dinant Cold now and treacherous Enter Monsieur la Writ within La Writ I understand your causes Yours about corne yours about pinnes and glasses Will you make me mad have I not all the parcells And his Petition too about Bell-founding Send in your witnesses what will you have me doe Will you have me break my heart my brains are melted And tell your Master as I am a gentleman His Cause shall be
Yield it quickly Or I 'le cut off your hand and now disgrace you Thus kicke and baffle you as you like this You may again prefer complaints against me To my Uncle and my Mother and then think To make it good with a poniard Alon. I am paid For being of the fashion Dua. Get a sword Then if you dare redeeme your reputation You know I am easily found I le adde this to it To put you in mind Rut. You are too insolent And do insult too much on the advantage Of that which your unequall weapon gave you More then your valour Dua. This to me you peasant Thou art not worthy of my foote poore fellow T is scorne not pitty makes me give thee life Kneele down and thank me for 't how do you stare Rut. I have a sword Sir you shall find a good one This is no stabbing guard Dua. Wert thou thrice arm'd Thus yet I durst attempt thee Rut. Then have at you I scorne to take blows Dua. O I am slaine Page Help murther murther Alon. Shift for your selfe you are dead else You have kill'd the Governours Nephew Page Raise the streetes there Alon. If once you are beset you cannot scape Will you betray your selfe Rut. Undone for ever Exit Rut. Alonzo Enter Officers Off. Who makes this out-cry Page O my Lord is murdered This way he tooke make after him Help help there Exit Page 2. Off. 'T is Don Duart 1. Off. Pride has got a fall He was still in quarrels scorn'd us Peace-makers And all our bill-authority now ha's paid for 't You ha' met with your match Sir now bring off his body And beare it to the Governour Some pursue The murderer yet if he scape it skills not Were I a Prince I would reward him for 't He ha's ridde the City of a turbulent beast There 's few will pitty him but for his Mother I truly grieve indeed shee 's a good Lady Exeunt Enter Guiomar and Servants Guio. Hee 's not i' th house Ser. No madam Guio. Haste and seek him Goe all and every where I 'le not to bed Till you returne him take away the lights too The Moone lends me too much to finde my feares And those devotions I am to pay Are written in my heart not in this booke Kneele And I shall reade them there without a taper Exit Serv. Enter Rutillio Rut. I am pursued all the Ports are stopt too Not any hope to escape behind before me On either side I am beset cursed fortune My enemie on the Sea and on the Land too Redeem'd from one affliction to another Would I had made the greedy waves my tombe And dyed obscure and innocent not as Neroe Smear'd ore with blood Whither have my fears brought me I am got into a house the doors all open This by the largenesse of the roome the hangings And other rich adornments glistring through The sable masque of night sayes it belongs To one of meanes and ranke no servant stirring Murmur nor whisper Guio. Who 's that Rut. By the voice This is a woman Guio. Stephano Jaspe Julia Who waites there Rut. 'T is the Lady of the house I 'le flie to her protection Guio. Speak what are you Rut. Of all that ever breath'd a man most wretched Guio. I am sure you are a man of most ill manners You could not with so little reverence else Presse to my private chamber Whither would you Or what do you seeke for Rut. Gracious woman heare me I am a stranger and in that I answer All your demands a most unfortunate stranger That cald unto it by my enemies pride Have left him dead it 'h streets Justice pursues me And for that life I tooke unwillingly And in a faire defence I must lose mine Unlesse you in your charity protect me Your house is now my sanctuary and the Altar I gladly would take hold of your sweet mercy By all that 's deare unto you by your vertues And by your innocence that needs no forgivenesse Take pitty on me Guio. Are you a Castillian Rut. No Madam Italy claims my birth Guio. I ask not With purpose to betray you if you were Ten thousand times a Spaniard the nation We Portugals most hate I yet would save you If it lay in my power lift up these hangings Behind my Beds head there 's a hollow place Into which enter so but from this stir not If the Officers come as you expect they will doe I know they owe such reverence to my lodgings That they will easily give credit to me And search no further Rut. The blest Saints pay for me The infinite debt I owe you Guio. How he quakes Thus far I feele his heart beate be of comfort Once more I give my promise for your safety All men are subject to such accidents Especially the valiant and who knows not But that the charity I afford this stranger My only Son else-where may stand in neede of Enter Officers and servants with the body of Duart Page 1 Ser. Now Madam if your wisedome ever could Raise up defences against floods of sorrow That hast to overwhelme you make true use of Your great discretion 2 Ser. Your only sonne My Lord Duart 's slaine 1 Off. His murtherer pursued by us Was by a boy discovered Entring your house and that induced us To presse into it for his apprhension Guio. Oh 1 Ser. Sure her heart is broke Off. Madam Guio. Stand off My sorrow is so deare and pretious to me That you must not partake it suffer it Hold a purse ready Like wounds that do breed inward to dispatch me O my Duart such an end as this Thy pride long since did prophesie thou art dead And to encrease my misery thy sad mother Must make a wilfull shipwrack of her vow Or thou fall unreveng'd My soule 's divided And piety to a son and true performance Of hospitable duties to my guest That are to others Angels are my furies Vengeance knocks at my heart but my word given Denies the entrance is no medium left But that I must protect the murderer Or suffer in that faith he made his Altar Motherly love give place the fault made this way To keep a vow to which high heaven is witnesse Heaven may be pleas'd to pardon Enter Manuel Doctors Surgeons Man 'T is too late Hee 's gone past all recovery now reproofe Were but unseasonable when I should give comfort And yet remember Sister Guio. O forbeare Search for the murtherer and remove the body And as you thinke fit give it buriall Wretch that I am uncapable of all comfort And therefore I intreate my friends and kinsfolk And you my Lord for some spare to forbeare Your courteous visitations Man We obey you Exeunt omnes with the body Manet Guiomar Rut. My spirits come back and now despaire resignes Her place againe to hope Guio. What ere thou art To whom I have given meanes of life to witnesse With what religion I have kept my promise
too daily offenders Proud insolencies dwell in your hearts and ye do 'em Do 'em against his peace his Law his Person Ye see he only sorrowes for your sins And where his power might persecute forgives ye For shame put up your Swords for honesty For orders sake and whose ye are my Souldiers Be not so rude The. They have drawne bloud from ye sir Ar. That was the bloud rebel'd the naughty bloud The proud provoking bloud 't is well 't is out boy Give you example first draw out and orderly Hon. Good brother doe Ar. Honest and high example As thou wilt haue my blessing follow thee Inherit all mine honours thanke ye Theodore My worthy son The. If harme come thanke your selfe sir I must obey ye Exit Ar. Captaine you know the way now A good man and a valiant you were ever Inclind to honest things I thanke ye Captaine Ex. Soul Souldiers I thanke ye all and love me still But do not love me so you lose allegeance Love that above your lives once more I thanke ye Du. Bring him to rest and let our cares waite on him Thou excellent old man thou top of honour Where justice and obedience onlie build Thou stocke of vertue how am I bound to love thee In all thy noble waies to follow thee Bur. Remember him that vext him sir Du. Remember When I forget that villaine and to pay him For all his mischiefes may all good thoughts forget me Ar. I am very sore Du. Bring him to bed with ease Gentlemen For everie stripe I 'le drop a teare to wash 'em And in my sad repentance Ar. 'T is too much I have a life yet left to gaine that love sir Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Duke Burris and Gentlemen Duke HOw do's Lord Archas yet Bur. But weake and 't please ye Yet all the helpes that art can are applied to him His heart 's untouch't and whole yet and no doubt sir His minde being found his body soone will follow Du. O that base knave that wrong'd him without leave too But I shall find an houre to give him thankes for 't He 's fast I hope Bur. As fast as irons can keep him But the most fearefull wretch Du. He has a conscience A cruell stinging one I warrant him A loaden one But what newes of the Souldier I did not like their parting 't was too sullen Bur. That they keep still and I feare a worse clap They are drawn out of the Towne and stand in counsels Hatching unquiet thoughts and cruell purposes I went my selfe unto 'em talk't with the Captaines Whom I found fraught with nothing but loud murmurs And desperate curses sounding these words often Like trumpets to their angers we are ruin'd Our services turn'd to disgraces mischiefes Our brave old Generall like one had pilfer'd Tortur'd and whipt the Collonells eyes like torches Blaze everie where and fright faire peace Gent. Yet worse sir The newes is currant now they meane to leave ye Leave their allegiance and under Olins charge The bloudy Enemy march strait against ye Bur. I have heard this too sir Du. This must be prevented And suddenly and warily Bur. 'T is time sir But what to minister or how Du. Go in with me And there wee 'l thinke upon 't such blows as these Equall defences aske else they displease Exeunt Scaene 2. Enter Petesca and Gentlewoman Pet. Lord what a coile has here been with these Souldiers They are cruell fellowes Wo. And yet me thought we found 'em Hansome enough I 'le tell thee true Petesca I look'd for other manner of dealings from 'em And had prepar'd my selfe but where 's my Lady Pet. In her old dumps within monstrous mellancholly Sure she was mad of this wench Wo. And she had been a man She would have been a great deale madder I am glad she is shifted Pet. 'T was a wicked thing for me to betray her Ent. Alinda And yet I must confesse she stood in our lights What young thing 's this Al. Good morrow beuteous Gentlewomen Pray you is the Princesse stirring yet Wo. He has her face Pe. Her very tongue and tone too her youth upon him Al. I ghesse ye to be the Princesse women Pet. Yes We are sir Al. Pray is there not a Gentlewoman waiting on her Grace Ye cal Alinda Pet. The devill sure in her shape Wo. I have heard her tell my Lady of a brother An only brother that she had in travell Pet. 'Mas I remember that this may be he too I would this thing would serve her Enter Olimpia Wo. So would I wench We should love him better sure sir here 's the Princes She best can satisfie ye Al. How I love that presence O blessed eyes how nobly shines your comforts Ol. What Gentleman is that Wo. We know not Madam He ask'd us for your Grace and as we guesse it He is Alindas Brother Ol. Ha let me marke him My griefe has almost blinded me her brother By Venus he has all her sweetnesse upon him Two silver drops of dew were never liker Al. Gratious Lady Ol. That pleasant pipe he has too Al. Being my happinesse to passe by this way And having as I understand by Letters A sister in your vertuous service Madam Ol. O now my heart my heart akes Al. All the comfort My poore youth has all that my hopes have built me I thought it my first duty my best service Here to arive first humbly to thanke your Grace For my poore first humbly to thanke your noblenesse That bounteous goodnesse in ye Ol. 'T is he certainly Al. That spring of favour to her with my life Madam If any such most happy meanes might meet me To shew my thankefulnesse Ol. What have I done foole Al. She came a stranger to your Grace no Courtier Nor of that curious breed befits your service Yet one I dare assure my soule that lov'd ye Before she saw ye doated on your vertues Before she knew those faire eyes long'd to read 'em You only had her prayers you her wishes And that one hope to be yours once preserv'd her Ol. I have done wickedly Al. A little beauty Such as a Cottage breeds she brought along with her And yet our Countrie eyes esteem'd it much too But for her beauteous mind forget great Lady I am her brother and let me speake a stranger Since she was able to beget a thought 't was honest The dayly studdy how to fit your services Truly to tread that vertuous path you walke in So fir'd her honest soule we thought her Sainted I presume she is still the same I would faine see her For Madam 't is no little love I owe her Ol. Sir such a maid there was I had Al. There was Madam Ol. O my poore wench eyes I will ever curse ye For your credulity Alinda Al. That 's her name Madam Ol. Give me a little leave sir to lament her Al. Is she dead Lady Ol. Dead sir to my service
To reconcile you to his love againe Ant. That were a fortunate meeting Enter Cassilane and Arcanes Cas. Greatnesse still wait you Lady Ero. Good Cassilane we doe maintain our greatnesse Through your valour Cas. My prayers pull dayly blessings on thy head My un-offending childe my Annophill Good Prince worthy Gonzalo ha art thou here Before me in every action art thou ambitious My duty Lady first offered here And love to thee my childe though he out-strip me Thus in the wars he got the start on me By being forward but performing lesse All the endeavours of my life are lost And throwne upon that evill of mine owne Cursed begetting whom I shame to father O that the heat thou robd'st me off had burnt Within my Entrailes and begot a feaver Or some worse sicknesse for thou art a disease Sharper then any physick gives a name to Ann. Why doe you say so Cas. O Annophill there is good cause my girle He has plaid the thiefe with me and filch'd away The richest jewell of my life my honour Wearing it publikely with that applause As if he justly did inherit it Ant. Would I had in my Infancy been laid Within my grave covered with you blessings Then growne up to a man to meet your curses Cas. O that thou hadst Then I had been the father of a childe Dearer then thou wert even unto me When hope perswaded me I had begot Another selfe in thee Out of mine eyes As farre as I have throwne thee from my heart That I may live and dye forgetting thee Ero. How has he deserv'd this untam'd anger That when he might have ask't for his reward Some honour for himselfe or masse of pelfe He onely did request to have erected Your Statue in the Capitoll with Titles Ingrav'd upon 't The Patron of his Countrey Cas. That that 's the poison in the gilded cup The Serpent in the flowers that stings my honour And leaves me dead in fame Gods doe a justice And rip his bosome up that men may see Seeing believe the subtle practises Written within his heart But I am heated And doe forget this presence and my selfe Your pardon Lady Ero. You should not aske 'lesse you knew how to give For my sake Cassilane cast out of your thoughts All ill conceptions of your worthy son That questionlesse has ignorantly offended Declared in his penitence Cas. Bid me dye Lady for your sake I le doe it But that you 'll say is nothing for a man That has out-liv'd his honour But command me In any thing save that and Cassilane Shall ever be your servant Come Annophill My joy in this world thou shalt live with me Retired in some sollitarie nook The comfort of my age my dayes are short And ought to be well spent and I desire No other witnesse of them but thy selfe And good Arcanes Anno. I shall obey you sir Gonz. Noble sir If you taste any want of worldly meanes Let not that discontent you know me your friend That hath and can supply you Cas. Sir I am too much bound to you already And 't is not of my cares the least to give you Faire satisfaction Gonz. You may imagine I doe speak to that end But trust me 't is to make you bolder with me Cas. Sir I thanke you and may make triall of you Meane time my service Ann. Brother be comforted so long as I continue Within my fathers love you cannot long Stand out an Exile I must goe live with him And I will prove so good an Orator In your behalfe that you againe shall gaine him Or I will stirre in him another anger And be lost with you Ant. Better I were neglected for he is hasty And through the Choller that abounds in him Which for the time divides from him his judgement He may cast you off and with you his life For griefe will strait surprize him and that way Must be his death the sword has try'd too often And all the deadly Instruments of warre Have aim'd at his great heart but ne're could touch it Yet not a limbe about him wants a scarre Cas. Madam my duty Ero. Will you he gone Cas. I must Lady but I shall be ready When you are pleas'd command me for your service Excellent Prince To all my heartie love And a good farewell Mon. Thanks honest Cassilane Cas. Come Annophill Gonz. Shall I not wait upon you sir Cas. From hence you shall not stirre a foot Loving Gonzalo it must be all my study To requite you Gonz. I may be so fortunate to deserve The name of friend from you I have enough Cas. You are so and you have made your selfe so Gonz. I will then preserve it Ero. Antinous you are my servant are you not Ant. It hath pleased you so to grace me Ero. Why are you then dejected you will say You have lost a father but you have found a Mistris Doubles that losse be master of your spirit You have a cause for it which is my favour Gonz. And mine Ero. Will no man ease me of this foole Gonz Your fellow Ero. Antinous wait upon us Ant. I shall Madam Gonz. Nay but Ladie Ladie Erot. Sir you are rude and if you be the Master Of such meanes as you doe talk of you should Learne good manners Gonz. O Lady you can finde a fault in me But not perceive it in your selfe you must shall heare me I love you for your pride 't is the best vertue In you Erot. I could hang this fellow now by whom Are you supported that you dare doe this Have you not example here in a Prince Transcending you in all things yet beares himselfe As doth become a man had seen my beautie Back to your Countrey and your Curtizans Where you may be admired for your wealth Which being consum'd may be a meanes to gaine you The opinion of some wit Here 's nothing To be got but scorne and losse of time Gonz. Which are things I delight in Erot. Antinous follow me Exit Gonz. She is vext to the soule Mon. Let her be vext 't is fit she should be so Give me thy hand Gonzalo thou art in our favour For we doe love to cherish lofty spirits Such as percusteere the earth and bound With an erected countenance to the clouds Gonz. S-foot what thing is this Mon. I doe love fire-works because they mount An Exhalation I professe to adore Beyond a fixed starre 't is more illustrious As every thing rais'd out of smoak is so Their vertue is in action what doe you think of me Gonz Troth sir You are beyond my ghesse I know you not Mo. Doe you know your selfe Gonz. Yes sir Mon. Why you and I are one I am proud and Very proud too that I must tell you I saw It did become you cousin Gonzalo prethee Let it be so Gonz. Let it be so good cousin Mon. I am no great ones foole Gonz. I hope so for alliance sake Mo. Yet I do serve the Mighty
of The foole Malfort he hath smoak'd you and is not But by some new device to be kept from me I have it here shall fit him you know where You must expect me with all possible silence Get thither Leon You will follow Clar. VVill I live She that is forfeited to lust must dye That humour being un-fed begone here comes Exit Le. My champion in Armour Ent. Malf. in Armour Malf. What adventure I am bound upon I know not but it is My Mistris pleasure that I should appeare thus I may perhaps be terrible to others But as I am I am sure my shadow frights me The clashing of my Armour in my eares Sounds like a passing-bell and my Buckler puts me In minde of a Beere this my broad sword a pick-axe To dig my grave O love abominable love What Monsters issue from thy dismall den Clarinda's placket which I must encounter Or never hope to enter Clar. Here 's a Knight errant Monsieur Malfort Malf. Stand stand or I le fall for yee Clar. Know ye not my voice Malf. Yes 't was at that I trembl'd But were my false friend Leon here Clar. T is he Malf. Where where Clar. He is not come yet Malf. 'T is well for him I am so full of wrath Clar. Or feare This Leon How ere my kinsman hath abus'd you grossely And this night vowes to take me hence perforce And marry me to another 't was for this Presuming on your love I did entreat you To put your armour on that with more safety You might defend me Mal. And I le doe it bravely Clar. You must stand here to beate him off and suffer No humane thing to passe you though it appeare In my Lords shape or Ladies be not cozen'd With a disguise Mal. I have been fool'd already but now I am wise Car. You must sweare not to stirre hence Malf. Upon these lips Clar. Nor move untill I call you Malf. I le grow here rather Clar. This nights taske well ended I am yours to morrow Keep sure guard Exit Clar. Malf. Adiew My honey-combe how sweet thou art did not A nest of Hornets keep it what impossibilities Love makes me undertake I know my selfe A naturall coward and should Leon come Though this were Cannon proofe I should deliver The wench before he ask'd her I heare some footing 'T is he where shall I hide my selfe that is My best defence Enter Cleander Cle. I cannot sleep strange visions Make this poore life I fear'd of late to lose A toy that I grow weary of Malf. 'T is Leon Clean. What 's that Mal. If you are come sir for Clarinda I am glad I have her for you I resigne My interest you 'll finde her in her chamber I did stay up to tell you so Clean. Clarinda and Leon There is something more in this Then I can stay to aske Exit Malf. What a cold pickle And that none of the sweetest doe I finde My poore selfe in Clean. speaks within Yield villaine Enter Clarinda and Leon running Cleander following Clar. 'T is my Lord Shift for your selfe Leon His life Shall first make answer Kills Cleander For this intrusion Malf. I am going away I am gone already Falls in a swoune Clean. Heaven take mercy on My soule too true presaging Host Clar. Hee 's dead And this wretch little better Doe you stare upon your Handy-work Leon I am amaz'd Clar. Get o're the garden Wall flye for your life But leave your sword behinde enquire not why I le fashion something out of it though I perish Shall make way for revenge Leon These are the fruits Of lust Clarinda Clar. Hence repenting Milk-sop Ex. Leon Now 't is too late Lisanders sword I that Puts the sword in Malf. hand That is the base I le build on So I le raise The house Help murther a most horrid Murther Monsieur Beronte noble Dorilaus All buried in sleep Aye me a murther A most unheard-of murther Enter Dorilaus as from bed Dor. More lights knaves Beronte Alcidon more lights Enter Beronte Alcidon and Servants with lights Clar. By this I see too much Dor. My sonne Cleander bathing In his owne gore The devill to tell truth i th' shape of An Host Ber. My Brother Malf. I have been i th' other world in hell I think these devills With fire-brands in their pawes sent to torment me Though I never did the deed for my lewd purpose To be a whore-master Dor. Who 's that Alc. 'T is one in Armour A bloudy sword in his hand Dor. Sans question the murtherer Malf. Who I you doe me wrong I never had the heart to kill a Chicken Nor doe I know this sword Alc. I doe too well Ber. I have seen Lisander weare it Clar. This confirmes What yester-night I whisper'd let it worke The circumstance may make it good Mal. My Lord and I his murtherer Ber. Drag the villaine hence The Rack shall force a free confession from him Mal. I am strook dumbe You need not stop my mouth Ber. Away with him Exit with Malf. Enter Caliste and Olinda Cal. Where is my Lord Dor. All that Remaines of him lies there look on this object And then turne marble Cal. I am so already Made fit to be his monument but wherefore Doe you that have both life and motion left you Stand sad spectators of his death And not bring forth his murtherer Ber. That lies in you you must and shal produce him Dor. She Beronte Ber. None else Dor. Thou ly'st I le prove it on thy head Or write it on thy heart Alc. Forbeare there is Too much bloud shed already Ber. Let not choler Stifle your judgement many an honest father Hath got a wicked daughter If I prove not With evident proofes her hand was in the bloud Of my deare brother too good a husband for her Give your revenge the reines and spur it forward Dor. In any circumstance but shew her guilty I le strike the first stroak at her Ber. Let me aske A question calmly doe you know this sword Have you not seen Lisander often weare it Dor. The same with which he rescued me Cal. I do What inference from this to make me guilty Ber. Was he not with you in the house to night Cal. No on my soule Ber. Nor ever heretofore In private with you when you feign'd a sicknesse To keep your husband absent Cal. Never sir to a dishonest end Ber. Was not this woman Your instrument her silence does confesse it Here lyes Cleander dead and here the sword Of false Lisander too long cover'd with A masque of seeming truth Dor. And is this all The proofe you can alleage Lisander guilty Or my poore daughter an adulteresse Suppose that she had chang'd discourse with one To whom she ow'd much more Cal. Thou hast thy ends wicked Clarinda She falls Oli. Helpe the Lady sinks malice hath kill'd her Dor. I would have her live Since I dare sweare shee 's innocent 't is no time Or place to
words were After Confession live long deare Lidian Possest of all thy wishes and of me He did desire bathing my hand with teares That with my best care I should seek and finde you And from his dying mouth prevaile so with you That you a while should leave your Hermites strictnesse And on his monument pay a teare or two To witnesse how you lov'd him Lid. O my heart to witnesse how I lov'd him would he had not Lead me unto his grave but sacrific'd His sorrowes upon mine he was my friend My noble friend I will bewayle his ashes His fortunes and poore mine were born together And I will weep 'em both I will kneele by him And on his hallow'd earth doe my last duties I le gather all the pride of spring to deck him Wood-bines shall grow upon his honour'd grave And as they prosper claspe to shew our friendship And when they wither I le die too Clar. Who would not Desire to dye to be bewaild thus nobly Fri. There is a Legacy he hath bequeath'd you But of what value I must not discover Untill those Rites and pious Ceremonies Are duly tender'd Lid. I am too full of sorrow to be inquisitive Lis. To think of his I doe forget mine owne woes Enter Alcidon Alc. Graze thy fill now Thou hast done thy businesse ha who have we here Lisander Lidian and two reverend Friers What a strange Scene of sorrow is exprest In different postures in their looks and station A common Painter eying these to helpe His dull invention might draw to the life The living sonnes of Priam as they stood On the pale walls of Troy when Hector fell Under Achilles Speare I come too late My horse though good and strong mov'd like a Tortoise Ill newes had wings and hath got here before me All Pythagoreans not a word Lid. O Alcidon Deep rivers with soft murmures glide along The shallow roare Clarange Lis. Cloridon Chrysanthes spare my grief and apprehend What I should speak Alc. Their fates I have long since For your sake mourn'd Clarange's death for so Your silence doth confirme till now I heard not Are these the bounds that are prescrib'd unto The swelling seas of sorrow Lis. The bounds Alcidon Can all the windes of mischiefe from all quarters Euphrates Ganges Tigris Volga Po Paying at once their tribute to this Ocean Make it swell higher I am a murtherer Banish'd proscrib'd is there ought else that can Be added to it Lid. I have lost a friend Priz'd dearer then my being and he dead My misery 's at the height contemne the worst Of fortunes malice Alc. How our humane weaknesse Growne desperate from small disasters makes us Imagine them a period to our sorrowes When the first syllable of greater woes Is not yet written Lid. How Lis. Speak it at large Since griefe must break my heart I am ambitious It should be exquisite Alc. It must be told Yet e're you heare it with all care put on The surest Armour anvil'd in the shop Of passive fortitude the good Cleander Your friend is murther'd Lis. 'T is a terrible pang And yet it will not doe I live yet act not The tortrers part if that there be a blow Beyond this give it and at once dispatch me Alc. Your sword dyed in his heart bloud was found near him Your private conference at mid-night urg'd With faire Caliste which by her whose pure truth Would never learne to tell a lie being granted She by inrag'd Beronte is accus'd Of murther and adulterie and you However I dare sweare it false concluded Her principall agent Lid. Wave upon wave rowles o're me My sister my deare sister Clar. Hold great heart Fri. Teare open his Doublet Lis. Is this wound too narrow For my life to get out at Bring me to A Cannon loaded and some pittying friend Give fire unto it while I nayle my breast Unto his thundring mouth that in the instant I may be peece-meale torne and blowne so far As not one joynt of my dismember'd limbes May ever be by search of man found out Cleander Yet why name I him however His fall deserv'd an earth-quake if compar'd With what true honour in Caliste suffers Is of no moment my good Angel keep me From blasphemy and strike me dumb before In th' agony of my spirit I doe accuse The powers above for their unjust permission Of vertue innocent vertue to be branded With the least vitious marke Clar. I never saw a man so far transported Alc. Give it way 't is now no time to stop it Lanc. Sir I have bought Enter Lancelot Fresh horses and as you respect your life Speedily back 'em the Archers of the Kings guard Are every where in quest of you Lis. My life Perish all such with thee that wish it longer Strikes Lancelot Let it but cleare Caliste's innocence And Nestors age to mine was youth I le flye To meet the rage of my incensed King And wish his favourites ghost appear'd in flames To urge him to revenge let all the tortures That tyranny ever found out circle me Provided justice set Caliste free Ex. Lisander Alcidon Lancelot Alc. I le follow him Lid. I am rooted here Fri. Remember your dear friends last request your sisters dangers With the aides that you may lend her Lid. Pray you support me My legs deny their office Clar. I grow still Farther engag'd unto his matchlesse vertues And I am dead indeed untill I pay The debt I owe him in a noble way Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Dorilaus and Servant Dor. THou hast him safe Serv. As fast as locks can make him He must break through three doores and cut the throats Of ten tall fellowes if that hee scape us Besides as far as I can apprehend He hath no such invention for his looks Are full of penitence Dor. Trust not a knaves looks They are like a whores oathes How does my poore daughter Brook her restraint Serv. With such a resolution As well becomes your Lordships childe Knock within Dor. Who 's that Serv. Monsieur Lemure Enter Lemur Dor. This is a speciall favour And may stand an example in the court For courtesie It is the Clyants duty To wait upon his patron you prevent me That am your humble suter Lemure My neare place About the King though it swell others cannot Make me forget your worth and age which may Challenge much more respect and I am sorry That my endeavours for you have not met with The good successe I wish'd I mov'd the King With my best advantage both of time and place i th' favour of your daughter Dor. How doe you finde his Majesty affected Lem. Not to be Sway'd from the rigour of the Law yet so far The rarity of the cause hath won upon him That he resolves to have in his owne person The hearing of it her tryall will be noble And to my utmost strength where I may serve her My aydes shall not be wanting Dor. I
in again to fetch you off Lid. His honor'd name Pronounc'd by such a treacherous tongue is tainted Maintaine thy treason with thy sword With what Contempt I heare it in a Wildernesse I durst encounter it and would but that In my retired houres not counterfeited As thy religious shape was I have learn'd When Justice may determine such a cause And of such weight as this faire Lady is Must not be put to fortune I appeale Unto the King and he whose wisedome knowes To doe his subjects right in their estates As graciously with judgement will determine In points of honour Olin. I 'le steere the same course with you Claran I 'le stand the tryall Fri. What have you done or what intend you Claran. Aske not I 'le come off with honour Exeunt Enter Beronte Clarinda Malfort a bar set forth Officers Ber. Be constant in your proofes should you shrinke backe now Your life must answer it nor am I safe My honour being engag'd to make that good Which you affirme Clarin. I am confident so dearely I honour'd my dead Lord that no respect Or of my Ladies bounties which were great ones I must confesse nor of her former life For while that she was chast indeed I lov'd her Shall hinder me from lending my assistance Unto your just revenge mine owne I meane aside If Leon keepe far off enough all 's secure Lisander dares not come in modest blushes Parted with me long since and impudence Arm'd with my hate unto her innocence shall be The weapon I will fight with now Ber. The racke Being presented to you you 'l roare out What you conceale yet Mal. Conceale I know nothing But that I shall be hang'd and that I looke for It is my destiny I ever had A hanging looke and a wise woman told me Though I had not the heart to do a deed Worthy the halter in my youth or age I should take a turne with a wry mouth and now 'T is come about I have penn'd mine owne ballad Before my condemnation in feare Some rimer should prevent me here 's my Lady Would I were in heaven or a thousand miles hence That I might not blush to looke on her Enter Dorilaus Caliste Olinda Dor. You behold this preparation and the enemies Who are to fight against your life yet if You bring no witnesse here that may convince ye Of breach of faith to your Lords bed and hold up Unspotted hands before the King this tryall You are to undergo will but refine And not consume your honour Cal How confirm'd I am here whatsoever Fate falls on me You shall have ample testimony till the death Of my deare Lord to whose sad memory I pay a mourning widdowes teares I liv'd Too happy in my holy-day trim of glorie And courted with felicitie that drew on me With other helpes of nature as of fortune The envie not the love of most that knew me This made me to presume too much perhaps Too proud but I am humbled and if now I doe make it apparent I can beare Adversity with such a constant patience As will set off my innocence I hope sir In your declining age when I should live A comfort to you you shall have no cause How e're I stand accus'd to hold your honour Ship-wrack'd in such a daughter Ol. O best friend my honour 's at the stake too for Dor. Be silent the King Enter King Lemure and Attendants Lem. Sir if you please to look upon The Prisoner and the many services Her Father hath done for you King We must look on The cause and not the persons Yet beholding With an impartiall eye th' excelling beauties Of this faire Lady which we did beleeve Upon report but till now never saw 'em It moves a strange kind of compassion in me Let us survey you nearer shee 's a book To be with care perus'd and t is my wonder If such mishapen ghests as lust and murther At any price should ever finde a lodging In such a beauteous Inne mistake us not Though we admire the outward structure if The roomes be foule within expect no favour I were no man if I could look on beautie Distress'd without some pitty but no King If any superficiall glosse of feature Could worke me to decline the course of Justice But to the cause Cleander's death what proofes Can you produce against her Ber. Royall sir touching that point my brothers death We build on suppositions King Suppositions how Is such a Lady sir to bee condemn'd On suppositions Ber. They are well grounded sir And if we make it evident she is guilty Of the first crime we charge her with Adulterie That being the parent it may finde beliefe That murther was the issue King We allow It may be so but that it may be must not Inferre a necessary consequence To cast away a Ladies life What witnesses To make this good Ber. The principall this woman For many yeares her servant she hath taken Her oath in Court Come forward King By my Crowne a lying face Clar. I swore sir for the King And if you are the partie as I doe Believe you are for you have a good face How ever mine appeares swearing for you sir I ought to have my oath passe King Impudent too well what have you sworne Clar. That this Lady was A goodly tempting Lady as she is How thinks your Majestie and I her servant Her officer as one would say and trusted With her closest Chamber-service that Lisander VVas a fine timber'd gentleman and active That he cou'd doe fine gambolls To make a Lady merrie that this paire A very loving couple mutually Affected one another so much for them sir That I a simple waiting-woman having taken My bodily oath the first night of admittance Into her Ladiships service on her slippers That was the book to serve her will in all things And to know no Religion but her pleasure 'T is not yet out of fashion with some Ladies That I as the premisses shew being commanded To doe my function in conveyance of Lisander to her chamber my Lord absent On a pretended sicknesse did the feat It cannot be deny'd and at dead mid-night Left 'em together what they did some here Can easily imagine I have said sir Dor. The devills Oratrix King Then you confesse you were her Bawd Clar. That 's course her agent sir King So goodie agent and you think there is No punishment due for your agentship Clar. Let her suffer first Being my better for adulterie And I le endure the Mulct impos'd on Bawdes Call it by the worst name Cal. Live I to heare this King Take her aside Your answer to this Lady Cal. Heav'n grant me patience to be thus confronted O pardon Royall sir a womans passion By one and this the worst of my mis-fortunes That was my slave but never to such ends sir VVould give a statue motion into furie Let my pass'd life my actions nay intentions Be by my grand accuser justly
now grown old with idlenesse I heare we shall abroad sir Ant. Yes and presently But who thinkes you commands now Leon. Who commands sir Methinkes mine eye should guide me can there be If you your selfe will spare him so much honour Any found out to lead before your armies So full of faith and fire as brave Demetrius King Philips Son at his yeares was an old Souldier 'T is time his fortune be a wing high time sir So many idle houres as here he loyters So many ever-living names he loses I hope 't is he Ant. 'T is he indeed and nobly He shall set forward draw you all those Garrisons Upon the frontiers as you passe to those Joyne these in pay at home our ancient souldiers And as you go presse all the Provinces Leo. We shall not need Beleeve this hopefull Gentleman Can want no swords nor honest hearts to follow him We shall be full no feare sir Ant. You Leontius Because you are an old and faithfull servant And know the wars with all his vantages Be neare to his instructions least his youth Lose valours best companion staid discretion Shew where to lead to lodge to charge with safetie In execution not to breake nor scatter But with a provident anger follow nobly Not covetous of bloud and death but honour Be ever neare his watches cheere his labours And where his hope stands faire provoke his valour Love him and thinke it no dishonour my Demetrius To weare this Jewell neare thee he is a tri'd one And one that even in spight of time that sunke him And frosted up his strength will yet stand by thee And with the proudest of thine enemies Exchange for bloud and bravely take his counsell Leo. Your grace hath made me young again and wanton Ant. She must be known and suddenly when you have done Come in and take your leave sir and some few Prayers along Ant. Do ye know her Gent. Char No beleeve sir Ant. Did you observe her Tymon Tym. I look'd on her But what she is Ant. I must have that found Tym. Well sir Dem. I know my duty Exit Ant. You shall be halfe my father Leo. All your Servant Come Gentlemen you are resolv'd I am sure To see these wars 1 Gent. We dare not leave his fortunes Though most assured death hung round about us Leo. That bargaines yet to make Be not too hasty when ye face the Enemie Nor too ambitious to get honour instantly But charge within your bounds and keepe close bodies And you shall see what sport wee 'l make these mad-caps You shall have game enough I warrant ye Every mans Cock shall fight Dem. I must go see sir Brave sir as soone as I have taken leave I 'le meet you in the Parck Draw the men thether Waite you upon Leontius Gent. Wee 'l attend sir Lie But I beseech your Grace with speed the sooner We are i' th' field Dem. You could not please me better Exit Leo. You never saw the wars yet Gent. Not yet Collonell Leo. These foolish Mistrisses do so hang about ye So whimper and so hug I know it Gentlemen And so intice ye now ye are i' th' bud And that sweet tilting war with eies and kisses Th' allarums of soft vowes and sighes and fiddle faddles Spoiles all our trade You must forget these knick knacks A woman at some time of yeare I grant ye She is necessarie but make no busines of her How now Lieutenant Ent. Lieutenant Lieu. Oh sir as ill as eves We shall have wars they say they are mustring yonder Would we were at it once fie how it plagues me Le. Here 's one has served now under Captaine Cupid And crackt a Pike in 's youth you see what 's come on 't Lieu. No my disease will never prove so honourable Le. Why sure thou hast the best pox Lieu. If I have 'em I am sure I got 'em in the best companie They are pox of thirty Coates Le. Thou hast mewed 'em finely Here 's a strange fellow now and a brave fellow If we may say so of a pockie fellow Which I beleeve we may this poore Lieutenant Whether he have the scratches or the scabs Or what a devill it be I 'le say this for him There sights no braver souldier under Sun gentlemen Show him an Enemie his paine 's forgot straight And where other men by beds and bathes have ease And easie rules of phisick set him in a danger A danger that 's a fearfull one indeed Ye rock him and he will so play about ye Let it be ten to one he ne're comes off againe Ye have his heart and then he works it bravely And throughly bravely not a pang remembred I have seen him do such things beliefe would shrinke at Gent. 'T is strange he should do all this and diseas'd so Leo. I am sure 't is true Lieutenant canst thou drink wel Lieu. Would I were drunk dog-drunk I might not feele this Gent. I would take Phisicke Lieu. But I would know my disease first Leon. Why it may be the Collique canst thou blow backward Lieu. There 's never a bag-pipe in the kingdom better Gent. Is 't not a pluresie Lieu. 'T is any thing That has the devill and death in 't will ye march Gentlemen The Prince has taken leave Leo. How know ye that Lie I saw him leave the Court dispatch his followers And met him after in a bye street I thinke He has some wench or such a toy to lick over Before he goe would I had such another To draw this foolish paine downe Leo. Let 's away Gentlemen For sure the Prince will stay on us Gent. Wee 'l attend sir Exeunt Scaene 2. Enter Demetrius and Celia Cel. Must ye needs go Dem. Or stay with all dishonour Cel. Are there not men enough to fight Dem. Fie Celia This ill becomes the noble love you beare me Would you have your love a coward Cel. No beleeve sir I would have him fight but not so far off from me Dem. Wouldst have it thus or thus Cel. If that be fighting Dem. Ye wanton foole when I come home againe I 'le fight with thee at thine weapon Celia And conquer thee too Cel. That you have done already You need no other Armes to me but these sir But will you fight your selfe sir Dem. Thus deep in bloud wench And through the thickest rankes of Pikes Cel. Spur bravely Your firie Courser beat the troopes before ye And crambe the mouth of death with executions Dem. I would do more then these But prethee tell me Tell me my faire where got'st thou this male spirit I wonder at thy mind Cel. Were I man then You would wonder more Dem. Sure thou wouldst prove a Souldier And some great Leader Cel. Sure I should do somewhat And the first thing I did I should grow envious Extreamely envious of your youth and honour Dem. And fight against me Cel. Ten to one I should do it Dem. Thou wouldst not hurt me
wicknesse I 'le sink his cursed soule guid my hand heaven And to my tender arm give strength and fortun That I may doe a pious deed all ages Shall blesse my name for all remembrance Crown me Vir. It shall be so Jul. It shall not take that token And beare it the lustfull Arms of Martia Tell her for Virolets deare sake I sent it Vir. O I am happy let me see thee That I may blesse the hand that gave me liberty O courteous hand nay thou hast done most nobly And heaven has guided thee 't was their great justice O blessed wound that I could come to kisse thee How beautifull and sweet thou shewest Jul. Oh! Vir. Sighe not Nor weep not Deare shed not those soveraign Balsoms Into my blood which must recover me Then I shall live again to doe a mischiefe Against the mightinesse of love and vertue Some base unhallowed hand shall rob thy right off Help me I faint so Iul. O unhappy wench How has my zeale abus'd me you that guard vertue Were ye asleep or doe you laugh at innocence You suffer'd this mistake O my deare Virolet An everlasting curse follow that forme I strook thee in his name ever blasted For his accursed shadow has betrayed The sweetnesse of all youth the noblenesse The honour and the valor wither'd for ever The beauty and the bravery of all mankind O my dull devils eyes Vir. I doe forgive you By this and this I doe I know you were cozend The shadow of Ronvere I know you aym'd at And not at me but 't was most necessary I should be struk some hand above directed you For Juliana could not shew her justice Without depriving high heaven of his glory Or any subject fit for her but Virolet Forgive me too and take my last breath sweet one This the new marriage of our soules together Thinke of me Iuliana but not often For feare my faults should burthen your affections Pray for me for I faint Vir. O stay a little A little little Sir Iul. Fye Iuliana Iul. Shall I outlive the vertue I have murderd Vir. Hold or thou hatest my peace give me the dagger On your obedience and your love deliver it If you doe thus we shall not meet in heaven sweet No guilty blood comes there kill your intentions And then you conquer there where I am going Would you not meet me Deare Jul. Yes Vir. And still love me Iul. And still behold you Vir. Live then till heaven cals you Then ripe and full of sweetnesse you rise Sainted Then I that went before you to prepare Shall meet and welcome you and daily court you With Hymnes of holy Love I goe out Give me your hand farewell in peace farewell Remember me farewell dyes Iul. Sleep you sweet glasses An everlasting slumber Crown those Christals All my delight adue farewell Deare Virolet Deare Deare most Deare O I can weep no more My body now is fire and all consuming Here will I sit forget the world and all things And onely waite what heaven shall turne me to For now me thinkes I should not live She sits down Enter Pandulfo Pand. O my sweet daughter The worke is finisht now I promis'd thee Here are thy vertues shewed here register'd And here shall live for ever Iul. Blot it burne it I have no vertue hatefull I am as hell is Pand. Is not this Virolet Vir. Aske no more questions Mistaking him I kil'd him Pand. O my Sonne Nature turnes to my heart again my deare Sonne Sonne of my age would'st thou goe out so quickly So poorly take thy leave and never see me Was this a kind stroake daughter could you love him Honour his Father and so deadly strike him O wither'd timelesse youth are all thy promises Thy goodly growth of Honors come to this Doe I halt still i th' world and trouble nature When her maine pieces founder and faile daily Enter Boy and three Servants Boy he does weep certain what bodies that lies by him How doe you Sir Pand. O look there Lucio Thy Master thy best Master Boy Woe is me They have kill'd him slaine him basely O my Master Pand. Well daughter well what heart you had to do this I know he did you wrong but 't was his fortune And not his fault for my sake that have lov'd you But I see now you scorne me too Boy O Mistrisse Can you sit there and his cold body breathlesse Basely upon the earth Pand. Let her alone Boy She glories in his end Boy You shall not sit here And suffer him you loved ha good Sir come hither Come hither quickly heave her up O heaven Sir O God my heart she 's cold cold and stiffe too Stiffe as a stake she 's dead Pand. She 's gone ne re bend her I know her heart she could not want his company Blessing goe with thy soule sweet Angels shadow it O that I were the third now what a happinesse But I must live to see you layed in earth both Then build a Chapell to your memories Where all my wealth shall fashion out your storyes Then digge a little grave besides and all 's done How sweet she looks her eyes are open smiling I thought she had been alive you are my charge Sir And amongst you I 'le see his goods distributed Take up the bodies mourn in heart my friends You have lost two Noble succors follow me And thou sad Country weepe this misery Exeunt Enter Sess. Boitswaine Master Gunner Citizens and Souldiers as many as may be Sess. Keep the Ports strongly mand and let none enter But such as are known Patriots All Liberty liberty Sess. 'T is a substantiall thing and not a word You men of Naples which if once taken from us All other blessings leave us 't is a Jewell Worth purchasing at the dear rate of life And so to be defended O remember What you have suffer'd since you parted with it And if again you wish not to be slaves And properties to Ferrands pride and lust Take noble courage and make perfect what Is happily begun 1. Cit. Our great preserver You have infranchis'd us from wretched bondage 2. Cit. And might be known to whom we owe our freedome We to the death would follow him 3. Cit. Make him King The Tyrant once remov'd Sess. That 's not my end 'T was not ambition that brought me hither With these my faithfull friends nor hope of spoile For when we did possesse the Tyrants treasure By force extorted from you and employed To load you with most miserable thraldome We did not make it ours but with it purchas'd The help of these to get you liberty That for the same price kept you in subjection Nor are we Switzers worthy Country-men But Neapolitans now eye me well And tho the reverend Emblems of mine age My Silver locks are shorne my beard cut off Partaking yet of an adulterate Colour Tho 14. yeares you have not seen this face You may remember it and call
brothers house Is yet far off Gen. The better sir this walk Will help digestion after your great supper Of which I have fed largely Alv. To your task Or els you know what followes Luc. I am dying Now Lord have mercy on me by your favour Sir I must strike you Lam. For what cause Luc. I know not And I must likewise talke with that young Lady An houre in private Lam. What you must is doubtfull But I am certain sir I must beat you Luc. Help help Alv. Not strik againe Lam. How Alvarez An. This for my Lord Vitell's love Pach. Break out And like true theeves make pray on either side But seem to help the stranger Bob. Oh my Lord They have beat him on his knees Luc. Though I want courage I yet have a sons duty in me and Compassion of a fathers danger that That wholy now possesses me Alv. Lucio This is beyond my hope Met. So Lazarillo Take up all boy well done Pach. And now steale off Closely and cunningly An. How have I found you Why Gentlemen are you madde to make your selves A prey to Rogues Lam. Would we were off Bob. Theeves theeves Lam. Defer our own contention and down with them Luc. I le make you sure Bob. Now he playes the Devil Gen. This place is not for me Exit Luc. I le follow her Half of my pennance is past ore Exit Enter Alguazier Assistente and other Watches Alg. What noyse What tumult 's there keep the Kings peace I charge you Pach. I am glad he 's come yet Alv. O you keep good Guard Upon the City when men of our ranck Are set upon in the streetes Lam. The assistance Shall heare of 't be assur'd An. And if he be That carefull Governour he is reported You will smart for it Alg. Patience good Signiours Let me survey the Rascals O I know them And thank you for them they are pillfring rogues Of Andaluzia that have perus'd All Prisons in Castile I dare not trust The dungeon with them no I le have them home To my own house Pach. We had rather go to prison Alg. Had you so dog-holts yes I know you had You there would use your cunning fingers on The simple locks you would but I le prevent you Lam My Mistris lost good night Exit Bob. Your Son 's gon to What should become of him Alv. Come of him what will Now he dares fight I care not I 'le to bed Look to your prisoners Alguazier Exit with Boba Alg. Al 's cleer'd Droop not for one disaster let us hug And triumph in our knaveries Assist. This confirmes What was reported of him Met. 'T was done bravely Alg. I must a little glory in the meanes We officers have to play the Knaves and safely How we breake through the toyles pitch'd by the Law Yet hang up them that are far lesse delinquents A simple shopkeeper 's carted for a baud For lodging though unwittingly a smock-Gamster Where with rewards and credit I have kept Malroda in my house as in a cloyster Without taint or suspition Pach. But suppose The Governour should know 't Alg. He good Gentleman Let him perplex himself with prying into The measures in the market and th' abuses The day stands guilty of the pillage of the night Is only mine mine own feesimple Which you shall hold from me tennants at will And pay no rent for 't Pach. Admirable Landlord Alg. Now wee 'l go search the taverns commit such As we finde drinking and be drunk our selves With what we take from them these silly wretches Whom I for forme sake only have brought hither Shall watch without and guard us Assist. And we wil See you safe lodg'd most worthy Alguazier With all of you his comrads Met. T is the Governour Alg. We are betray'd Assist. My guard there bind them fast How men in high place and authority Are in their lives and estimation wrong'd By their subordinate Ministers yet such They cannot but imploy wrong'd justice finding Scarce one true servant in ten officers T' xpostulate with you were but to delay Your crimes due punishment which shall fall upon you So speedily and severely that it shall Fright others by th' example and confirme How ever corrupt officers may disgrace Themselves 't is not in them to wrong their place Bring them away Alg. Wee 'l suffer nobly yet And like to Spanish Gallants Pach. And wee 'l hang so Laz. I have no stomach to it but I 'le endeavour Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Lucio and Genevora Gen. Nay you are rude pray you forbeare your offer now More then the breeding of a Gentleman Can give you warrant for Luc. T is but to kisse you And think not I le receive that for a favour Which was enjoyn'd me for a pennance Lady Gen. You have met a gentle confessor and for once So men you wil rest satisfied I vouchsafe it Luc. Rest satisfide with a kisse why can a man Desire more from a woman is there any Pleasure beyond it may I never live If I know what it is Gen. Sweet Innocence Luc VVhat strange new motions do I feele my veines Burn with an unknown fire in every part I suffer alteration I am poysond Yet languish with desire againe to taste it So sweetly it works on me Gen. I ne'r saw A lovely man till now Luc. How can this be She is a woman as my mother is And her I have kiss'd often and brought off My lips unscortch'd yours are more lovelie Lady And so should be lesse hurtfull pray you vouchsafe Your hand to quench the heat tane from your Lip Perhaps that may restore me Gen. VVillinglie Luc. The flame increases if to touch you burne thus VVhat would more strict embraces do I know not And yet methinks to die so were to ascend To Heaven through Paradise Gen. I am wounded too Though modesty forbids that I should speake VVhat ignorance makes him bold in why do you fix Your eyes so stronglie on me Luc. Pray you stand still There is nothing els that is worth the looking on I could adore you Ladie Gen. Can you love mee Luo. To waite on you in your chamber and but touch VVhat you by wearing it have made divine Were such a happinesse I am resov'd I le sell my libertie to you for this glove And write my selfe your slave Enter Lamorall Gen. On easier termes Receive it as a friend Lam. How giving favour I 'le have it with his heart Gen. VVhat will you doe Luc. As you are mercifull take my life rather Gen. VVill you depart with 't so Lam. Do's that grieve you Gen. I know not but even now you appeare valiant Luc. T was to preserve my father in his cause I could be so again Gen. Not in your own Kneel to thy rivall and thine enemy Away unworthy creature I begin To hate my selfe for giving entrance to A good opinion of thee For thy torment If my poore beauty be of any power Mayst thou doat
Is not thy Master strangely fallen when thou Servest for no wages but for charity Thou dost surcharge me with thy plenteous love The goodnesse of thy vertue shown to me More opens still my disability To quit thy pains Credit me loving boy A free and honest nature may be opprest Tir'd with curtesies from a liberall spirit When they exceed his means of gratitude Ver. But t is a due in him that to that end Extends his love or duty Mont. Little world Of vertue why dost love and follow me Ver. I will follow you through all Countries I le run fast as I can by your horse side I le hold your stirrop when you doe alight And without grudging waite till you returne I le quit offerd meanes and expose my selfe To cold and hunger still to be with you Fearlesse I le travell through a wildernesse And when you are weary I will lay me down That in my bosome you may rest your head Where whilst you sleep I le watch that no wild beast Shall hurt or trouble you and thus we 'l breed a story To make every hearer weep When they discourse our fortunes and our loves Mont. Oh what a scoffe might men of Wormes make If they did know this boy but my desire Is that thou wouldest not as thou usest still When like a servant I 'mong servants sit Waite on my Trencher fill my cups with wine Why shouldst thou doe this boy prethee consider I am not what I was Ver. Curst be the day when I forget that Montague was my Lord or not remember him my Master still Mont. Rather curse me with whom thy youth hath spent So many houres and yet untaught to live By any worldly qualitie Ver. Indeed you never taught me how to handle Cards To cheat and coz in men with oathes and lies Those are the wordly qualities to live Some of our Scarlet Gallants teach their boyes These worldly qualities Since stumbling fortune then leaves vertue thus Let me leave fortune ere be vicious Mont. Oh lad thy love will kill me Ver. In truth I think in conscience I shall die for you Good Master weep not doe you want aught sir Will you have any money here 's some Silver And here 's a little Gold 't will serve to play And put more troublesome thoughts out of your mind I pray sir take it I le get more with singing And then I le bring it you my Lady ga 't me And it was not covetousnesse But I forgot to tell you sooner on 't Mont. Alasse boy thou art not bound to tell it me And lesse to give it buy thee Scarfes and Garters And when I have money I will give thee a Sword Nature made thee a beauteous Cabinet To lock up all the godnesse of the Earth Enter Charlote Ver. I have lost my voyce with the very sight of this Gentlewoman good sir steale away you were wont to be a curious avoyder of womens company Mont. Why boy thou darst trust me any where darst thou not Ver. I had rather trust you by a roaring Lyon then a ravening woman Mont. Why boy Ver. Why truly she devoures more mans flesh Mont. I But she roares not boy Ver. No sir why she is never silent but when her mouth is full Charl. Mounsier Montague Mont. My sweet fellow since you please to call me so Ver. Ah my conscience she would be pleased well enough to call you bedfellow oh Master do not hold her by the hand so a woman is a lyme-bush that catcheth all she toucheth Charl. I do most dangerously suspect this boy to be a wench art thou not one come hither let me feele thee Ver. With all my heart Charl. Why dost thou pull off thy glove Ver. Why to feele whether you be a boy or no Charl. Fie boy goe too I le not looke your head nor combe your locks any more if you talke thus Ver. Why I le sing to you no more then Charl. Fie upon 't how sad you are a young Gentleman that was the very Sunne of France Mont. But I am in the eclipse now Charl. Suffer himselfe to be over-run with a Lethargy of melancholy and discontent rouze up thy spirit man and shake it off A Noble soule is like a ship at Sea That sleepes at Anchor when the Ocean 's calme But when she rages and the wind blows high He cuts his way with skill and Majesty I would turn a foole or Poet or any thing or marry to make you merry prethee let 's walke good Veramour leave thy Master and me I have earnest businesse with him Ver. Pray doe you leave my Master and me we were very merry before you came he does not covet womens companie What have you to do with him come sir will you goe And I le sing to you again I'faith his mind is stronger then to credit womens vows and too pure to be capable of their loves Charl. The boy is jealous sweet lad leave us my Lady call'd for you I sweare that 's a good child there 's a piece of Gold for thee go buy a Feather Ver. There 's two pieces for you do you goe and buy one or what you will or nothing so you goe Nay then I see you would have me go sir why 'faith I will now I perceive you love her better then you doe me but God blesse you whatever you do or intend I know you are a very honest man Exit Charl. Still shall I woe thee whilst thy eares reply I cannot or I will not marry thee Why hast thou drawn the blood out of my cheekes And given a quicker motion to my heart Oh thou hast bred a fever in my veines Call'd love which no Physitian can cure Have mercy on a maid whose simple youth Mont. How your example fairest teacheth me A ceremonious Idolatry kneels By all the joy of love I love thee better Then I or any man can tell another And will expresse the mercy which thou crav'st I will forbeare to marry thee consider Thou art natures heire in feature and thy parents In faire inheritances rise with these thoughts And look on me but with a womans eye A decayd fellow voyd of means and spirit Charl. Of spirit Mont. Yes could I tamely live Forget my fathers blood waite and make legs Staine my best breeches with the servile drops That fall from others draughts Charl. This vizard wherewith thou wouldst hide thy spirit Is perspective to shew it plainlier This under-value of thy life is but Because I should not buy thee what more speaks Greatnesse of man then valiant patience That shrinks not under his fates strongest strokes These Roman deaths as falling on a Sword Opening of veines with poyson quenching thirst Which we erroneously doe stile the deeds Of the heroicke and magnanimous man Was dead-eyd cowardise and white cheeke feare Who doubting tyranny and fainting under Fortunes false Lottery desperately runne To death for dread of death that soules most stout That bearing all
that becomes me not I know Good men and great names best agree together Cast off the glorious favours and the trappings Of sound and honour wealth and promises His wanton pleasures have flung on my weaknesse And chuse to serve my Countries cause and vertues Poorely and honestly and redeeme my rulnes As I would hope remission of my mischiefes Rug. Old and experienc'd men my Lord Sorano Are not so quickly caught with gilt hypocrisie You pull your clawes in now and fawne upon us As Lyons do to intice poore foolish beasts And beasts we should be too if we beleeved ye Go exercise your Art Sor. For heaven sake scorne me not Nor adde more hell to my afflicted soule Then I feele here as you are honourable As you are charitable looke gently on me I will no more to Court be no more Devill I know I must be hated even of him That was my Love now and the more he loves me For his foule ends when they shall once appeare to him Muster before his conscience and accuse him The fouler and the more falls his displeasure Princes are fading things so are their favours Mar. He weeps agen his heart is toucht sure with remorce Sor. See this and give me faire attention good my Lord And worthy Father see within this violl The remedy and cure of all my honour And of the sad Prince lyes Rug. What new trick 's this Sor. 'T is true I have done Offices abundantly Ill and prodigious to the Prince Alphonso And whilst I was a knave I sought his death too Rug. You are too late convicted to be good yet Sor. But Father when I felt this part afflict me This inward and call'd me to an audit Of my misdeeds and mischiefes Mar. Well go on Sir Sor. O then then then what was my glory then Father The favour of the King what did that ease me What was it to be bow'd to by all creatures Worshipt and courted what did this availe me I was a wretch a poore lost wretch Mar. Still better Sor. Till in the midst of all my griefe I found Repentance and a learned man to give the meanes to it A Jew an honest and a rare Phisition Of him I had this Jewell 't is a Jewell And at the price of all my wealth I bought it If the King knew it I must lose my head And willingly most willingly I would suffer A childe may take it 't is so sweet in working Mar. To whom would you apply it too Sor. To the sick Prince It will in halfe a day dissolve his melancholly Rug. I do beleeve and give him sleep for ever What impudence is this and what base malice To make us instruments of thy abuses Are we set here to poison him Sor. Mistake not yet I must needs say 't is a noble care And worthy vertuous servants if you will see A flourishing estate againe in Naples And great Alphonso reigne that 's truly good And like himselfe able to make all excellent Give him this drink this good health unto him Drinks I am not so desperate yet to kill my selfe Never looke on me as a guilty man Nor on the water as a speedy poison I am not mad nor laid out all my treasure My conscience and my credit to abuse ye How nimbly and how cheerefully it workes now Upon my heart and head sure I am a new man There is no sadnesse that I feele within me But as it meets it like a lazie vapour How it flyes off Here give it him with speed You are more guilty then I ever was And worthier of the name of evill subjects If but an houre you hold this from his health Rug. 'T is some rare vertuous thing sure he is a good man It must be so come let 's apply it presently And may it sweetly work Sor. Pray let me heare on 't and carry it close my Lords Mar. Yes good Sorano Exit Rugio Marco Sor. Do my good fooles my honest pious coxcombs My wary fooles too have I caught your wisedomes You never dream't I knew an Antidote Nor how to take it to secure mine owne life I am an asse go give him the fine cordiall And when you have done go dig his grave good Frier Some two houres hence we shall have such a bawling And roaring up and downe for Aquavitae Such rubbing and such nointing and such cooling I have sent him that will make a bonefire in 's belly If he recover it there is no heat in Hell sure Exit Enter Frederick and Podrano Fred. Podrano Pod. Sir Fred. Call hither Lord Valerio and let none trouble us Pod. It shall be done Sir Exit Enter Cassandra Fred. I know he wants no additions to his tortures He has enough for humane blood to carry Yet I must vex him further So many that I wonder his hot youth And high-bred spirit breakes not into fury I must yet torture him a little further And make my selfe sport with his miseries My anger is too poore else Here he comes Valerio Now my young married Lord how do you feele your self You have the happinesse you ever aimed at The joy and pleasure Val. Would you had the like Sir Fred. You tumble in delights with your sweet Lady And draw the minutes out in deare embraces You live a right Lords life Val. Would you had tryed it That you might know the vertue but to suffer Your anger though it be unjust and insolent Sits hansomer upon you then your scorne To do a wilfull ill and glory in it Is to do it double double to be damn'd too Fred. Hast thou not found a loving and free Prince High in his favours too that has confer'd Such hearts ease and such heapes of comfort on thee All thou coudest aske Val. You are too growne a tyrant Upon so suffering and so still a subject You have put upon me such a punishment That if your youth were honest it would blush at But you are a shame to nature as to vertue Pull not my rage upon ye 't is so just It will give way to no respect my life My innocent life I dare maintaine it Sir Like a wanton prodigall you have flung away Had I a thousand more I would allow 'em And be as carelesse of 'em as your will is But to deny those rights the Law has given me The holy Law and make her life the pennance Is such a studied and unheard of malice No heart that is not hyred from Hell dare think of To do it then too when my hopes were high High as my blood all my desires upon me My free affections ready to embrace her And she mine owne do you smile at this i st done well Is there not heaven above you that sees all Come hither Time how does your noble Mistris Cass. As a Gentlewoman may do in her case that 's newly married Sir Sickly sometimes and fond on 't like your Majesty Fred. She is breeding then Cass. She wants much
Come fearlesse forth but let thy face be cover'd That I hereafter be not forct to know thee For motherly affection may returne My vow once paid to heaven Thou hast taken from me The respiration of my heart the light Of my swoln eyes in his life that sustain'd me Yet my word given to save you I make good Because what you did was not done with malice You are not knowne there is no marke about you That can discover you let not feare betray you With all convenient speed you can flie from me That I may never see you and that want Of meanes may be no let unto your journie There are a hundred Crownes you are at the doore now And so farewell for ever Rut. Let me first fall Before your feete and on them pay the duty I owe your goodnesse next all blessings to you And heaven restore the joyes I have bereft you With full increase hereafter living be The Goddesse stil'd of Hospitalitie Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Leopold and Zenocia Leo. Fling off these sullen cloudes you are enterd now Into a house of joy and hapinesse I have prepar'd a blessing for ye Zen. Thanke ye Leo. You are peevish And know not whē ye are freinded I have us'd those means My state would rather aske a curse The Lady of this house the noble Lady Will take ye as her owne and use ye graciously Make much of what you are Mistris of that beautie And expose it not to such betraying sorrowes When ye are old and all those sweets hang witherd Enter Servant Then sit and sight Zen My Autum is not farr off Leo. Have you told your Lady Ser. Yes Sir I have told her Both of your noble service and your present Which she accepts Leo. I should be blest to see her Ser. That now you cannot doe she keeps her Chamber Not well dispos'd and has denied all visits The maid I have in charge to receive from ye So please you render her Leo. With all my service But faine I would have seene Ser. 'T is but your patience No doubt she cannot but remember nobely Leo. These three yeares I have lov'd this scornfull Lady And followed her with all the truth of service In all which time but twice she has honoured me With sight of her blest beauty when you please Sir You may receive your charge and tell your Lady A Gentleman whose life is onely dedicated To her commands kisses her beauteous hands And Faire-one now your helpe you may remember The honest courtesies since you are mine I ever did your modesty you shall be neare her And if sometimes you name my service to her And tell her with what noblenesse I love her 'T will be a gratitude I shall remember Zen. What in my poore power lyes so it be honest Leo. I aske no more Ser. You must along with me Faire Leo. And so I leave you two but to a fortune Too happy for my fate you shall enjoy her Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Zabulon and Servants Zab. Be quick be quick Out with the bucket there These sents are dull cast richer on and fuller Sente every place where have you plas'd the musicke Ser. Here they stand ready Sir Zab. 'T is well be sure The wines be lusty high and full of spirit And Amberd all Ser. They are Zab. Give faire attendance In the best trim and state make ready all Banquet set forth Exit I shall come presently againe 2. Ser. We shall Sir What preperation 's this Some new devise My Lady has in hand 1. Ser. ô prosper it As long as it carries good wine in the mouth And good meate with it where are all the rest 2. Ser. They are ready to attend Ser. Sure some great person Musicke They would not make this hurry else 2. Ser. Harke the Musicke Enter Zabulon and Arnoldo It will appeare now certaine here it comes Now to our places Ar. Whether will he lead me What invitations this to what new end Are these faire preperations a rich Banquet Musicke and every place stuck with adornment Fit for a Princes welcome what new game Has Fortune now prepared to shew me happie And then againe to sink me 't is no illusion Mine eyes are not deceiv'd all these are reall What wealth and State Zab. Will you sit downe and eate Sir These carry little wonder they are usuall But you shall see if you be wise to observe it That that will strike indeed strike with amazement Then if you be a man this faire health to you Ar. What shall I see I pledge ye Sir I was never So buried in amazement Zab. You are so still Drinke freely Ar. The very wines are admirable Good Sir give me leave to aske this question For what great worthy man are these prepard And why do you bring me hither Zab. They are for you Sir And under-vallve not the worth you carry You are that worthy man thinke well of these They shall be more and greater Ar. Well blinde fortune Thou hast the prettiest changes when thou art pleas'd To play thy game out wantonly Zab. Come be lusty And awake your Spirits Cease Musick Ar. Good Sir do not wake me For willingly I would dye in this dreame pray whose Servants Are all these that attend her Zab. They are yours They wait on you Ar. I never yet remember I kept such faces nor that I was ever able To maintaine so many Zab. Now you are and shall be Ar. You 'l say this house is mine too Zab. Say it sweare it Ar. And all this wealth Zab. This is the least you see Sir Ar. Why where has this been hid these thirtie yeares For certainely I never found I was wealthie Till this hower never dream'd of house and Servants I had thought I had been a younger brother a poore Gent. I may eat boldly then Zab. 'T is prepared for ye Ar. The taste is perfect and most delicate But why for me give me some wine I do drink I feele it sensibly and I am here Here in this glorious place I am bravely used too Good Gentle Sir give me leave to thinke a little For either I am much abus'd Zab. Strike Musick And sing that lusty Song Musick Song Ar. Bewitching harmony Sure I am turn'd into another Creature Enter Hyppolita Happy and blest Arnoldo was unfortunate Ha blesse mine eyes what pretious piece of nature To poze the world Zab. I told you you would see that Would darken these poore preparations What think ye now nay rise not 't is no vision Ar. T is more 't is miracle Hyp. You are welcome Sir Ar. It speakes and entertaines me still more glorious She is warme and this is flesh here how she stirrs me Blesse me what stars are there Hyp. May I sit neere ye Ar. No you are too pure an object to behold Too excellent to looke upon and live I must remove Zab. She is a woman Sir Fy what faint hart is this Ar. The
house of wonder Zab. Do not you thinke your selfe now truely happie You have the abstract of all sweetnesse by ye The pretious wealth youth Labors to arrive at Nor is she lesse in honour then in beauty Ferraras roiall Duke is proud to call her His best his noblest and most happie Sister Fortune has made her Mistris of herselfe Wealthy and wise without a power to sway her Wonder of Italy of all harts Mistris Arn. And all this is Zab. Hyppolita the beauteous Hyp. You are a poore relator of my fortunes Too weake a Chronicle to speak my blessings And leave out that essentiall part of Story I am most high and happy in most fortunate The acquaintance and the noble fellowship Of this faire Gentleman pray ye do not wonder Nor hold it strange to heare a handsome Lady Speak freely to ye with your fair leave courtesie I will sit by ye Arn. I know not what to answer Nor where I am nor to what end consider Why do you use me thus Hyp. are ye angry Sir Because ye are entertain'd with all humanity Freely and nobly us'd Arn. No gentle Lady That were uncivill but it much amazes me A stranger and a man of no desert Should finde such floods of courtesie Hyp. I love ye I honour ye the first and best of all men And where that faire opinion leads 't is usuall These trifles that but serve to set off follow I would not have you proud now nor disdainful Because I say I love ye though I sweare it Nor thinke it a stale favour I fling on ye Though ye be handsome and the only man I must confesse I ever fixt mine eye on And bring along all promises that please us Yet I should hate ye then despise ye scorne ye And with as much contempt pursue your person As now I doe with love But you are wiser At least I think more master of your fortune And so I drink your health Arn. Hold fast good honesty I am a lost man else Hyp. Now you may kisse me 'T is the first kisse I ever aske I sweare to ye Arn. That I dare doe sweet Lady Hyp. You doe it well too You are a Master Sir that makes you coy Arn. Would you would send your people off Hyp. Well thought on Wait all without Exit Zab. and servants Zab. I hope she is pleas'd throughly Hyp. Why stand ye still her'e 's no man to detect ye My people are gon off come come leave conjuring The Spirit you would raise is here already Looke boldly on me Ar. What would you have me doe Hyp. O most unmanly question have you do Is 't possible your yeares should want a Tutor I 'le teach ye come embrace me Ar. Fy stand off And give me leave more now then ere to wonder A building of so goodly a proportion Outwardly all exact the frame of Heaven Should hide within so base Inhabitants You are as faire as if the morning bare ye Imagination never made a sweeter Can it be possible this frame should suffer And built on slight affections fright the vewer Be excellent in all as you are outward The worthy Mistris of those many blessings Heaven has bestowed make 'em appeare still nobler Because they are trusted to a weaker keeper Would ye have me love ye Hyp. Yes Ar. Not for your beautie Though I confesse it blowes the first fire in us Time as he passes by puts out that sparkle Nor for your wealth although the world kneele to it And make it all addition to a woman Fortune that ruines all makes that his conquest Be honest and be vertuous I 'le admire ye At least be wise and where ye lay these nets Strow over 'em a little modesty 'T will well become your cause and catch more Fooles Hyp. Could any one that lov'd this wholsome counsell But love the giver more you make me fonder You have a vertuous minde I want that ornament Is it a sin I covet to enjoy ye If ye imagine I am too free a Lover And act that part belongs to you I am silent Mine eyes shall speake my blushes parly with ye I will not touch your hand but with a tremble Fitting a vestall Nun not long to kisse ye But gently as the aire and undiscerned too I 'le steale it thus I 'le walke your shadow by ye So still and silent that it shall be equall To put me off as that and when I covet To give such toyes as these Ar. A new temptation Hyp. Thus like the lazie minuts will I drop 'em Which past once are forgotten Ar. Excellent vice Hyp. Will ye be won looke stedfastly upon me Looke manly take a mans affections to you Young women in the old world were not wont Sir To hang out gaudy busshes for their beauties To talke themselues into young-mens affections How cold and dull you are Ar. How I stagger She is wise as faire but 't is a wicked wisedome I 'le choake before I yield Hyp. who waites within there Zabulon within Make ready the greene chamber Zab. It shall be Madam Ar. I am afraid she will injoy me indeed Hyp. What Musicke do ye love Ar. A modest tongue Hyp. Wee 'll have enough of that fy fy how lumpish In a young Ladies armes thus dull Ar. For heaven sake Profess a little goodnesse Hyp. Of what Countrey Ar. I am of Rome Hyp. Nay then I know you mock me The Italians are not frighted with such bug-bears Prethee go in Ar. I am not well Hyp. I 'le make thee I 'le kisse thee well Ar. I am not sicke of that sore Hyp. upon my conscience I must ravish thee I shall be famous for the first example With this I 'le tye ye first then trye your strength Sir Ar. My strength away base woman I abhor thee I am not caught with stales disease dwell with thee Exit Hyp. Are ye so quicke and have I lost my wishes Hoe Zabulon my Seruants Enter Zabulon and Servants Call'd ye Madam Hyp. Is all that beautie scorned so many sude for So many Princes by a stranger too Must I endure this Zab. Wher 's the Gentleman Hyp. Go presently pursue the stranger Zabulon He has broke from me Jewels I have given him Charge him with theft hee has stolne my love my freedome Draw him before the Governour imprison him Why dost thou stay Zab. I 'le teach him a new daunce For playing fast and loose with such a Lady Come fellowes come I 'le execute your anger And to the full Hyp. His scorne shall feele my vengeance Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Sulpicia and Jaques Sul. Shall I never see a lusty man againe Ja. Faith Mistris You do so over-labour 'em when you have 'em And so dry-founder 'em they cannot last Sul. Wher 's the French-man Alas he 's all to fitters And lyes taking the height of his fortune with a Sirreng Hee 's chin'd he 's chin'd good man he is a mourner Sul. What 's become of