shake her neernesse off I study Sir To satisfie your angers that are just Before your pleasures Fred. I have done that already I feare has pull'd to many curses on me Sora. Curses or envies on Valerio's head Would you take my counsell Sir they should all light And with the weight not only crack his scull But his faire credit the exquisite vexation I have devis'd so please you give way in 't And let it worke shall more afflict his soule And trench upon that honour that he brags of Then feare or death in all the frights he carries If you sit downe here they will both abuse ye Laugh at your poore relenting powre and scorne ye What satisfaction can their deaths bring to you That are prepar'd and proud to dye and willingly And at their ends will thank you for that honour How are you nearer the desire you aim at Or if it be revenge your anger covets How can their single deaths give you content Sir Petty revenges end in blood sleight angers A Princes rage should finde out new diseases Death were a pleasure too to pay proud fooles with Fred. What should I do Sor. Adde but your power unto me Make me but strong by your protection And you shall see what joy and what delight What infinite pleasure this poore mouth shall yeeld him I le make him wish he were dead on 's marriage day Or bedrid with old age I le make him curse And cry and curse give me but power Fred. You have it Here take my Ring I am content he pay for 't Sor. It shall be now revenge as I will handle it He shall live after this to beg his life too Twenty to one by this thread as I le weave it Evanthe shall be yours Fred. Take all authority and be most happy Sor. Good Sir no more pitty Exeunt Enter Tony three Citizens and three Wives 1. Wife Good Master Tony put me in Ton. Where do you dwell 1. Wife Forsooth at the sign of the great shoulder of Mutton To. A hungry man would hunt your house out instantly Keep the dogs from your doore Is this Lettice Ruffe your husband a fine sharp sallet to your signe 2. Wife Will you put me in too 3. Wife And me good Master Tony Tony. Put ye all in you had best come twenty more you Think 't is easie a trick of legerdemaine to put ye all in 'T would pose a fellow that had twice my body Though it were all made into chines and fillets 2. W. Puts into 'th wedding Sir we would fain see that 1. W. And the brave Masque too To. You two are pretty women are you their husbands 2. Citiz. Yes for want of better Ton. I think so too you would not be so mad else To turne 'em loose to a company of young Courtiers That swarme like Bees in May when they see young wenches You must not squeak 3. W. No Sir we are better tutor'd Ton. Nor if a young Lord offer you the curtesie 2. W. We know what 't is Sir Ton. Nor you must not grumble If you be thrust up hard we thrust most furiously 1. W. We know the worst Ton. Get you two in then quietly And shift for your selves we must have no old women They are out of use unlesse they have petitions Besides they cough so loud they drown the Musick You would go in too but there is no place for ye I am sorry for 't go and forget your wives Or pray they may be able to suffer patiently You may have Heires may prove wise Aldermen Go or I le call the Guard 3 Citi. We will get in wee 'l venture broken pates else Exit Citiz. and Women Ton. 'T is impossible You are too securely arm'd how they flock hether And with what joy the women run by heapes To see this Marriage they tickle to think of it They hope for every moneth a husband too Still how they run and how the wittals follow 'em The weake things that are worne between the leggs That brushing dressing nor new naps can mende How they post to see their owne confusion This is a merry world Enter Frederick Fred. Looke to the doore sirra Thou art a foole and may'st do mischiefe lawfully Ton. Give me your hand you are my brother Foole You may both make the Law and mar it presently Do you love a wench Fred. Who does not foole Ton. Not I unlesse you will give me a longer lease to marry her Fred. What are all these that come what businesse have they Ton. Some come to gape those are my fellow fooles Some to get home their wives those be their own fooles Some to rejoyce with thee those be the times fooles And some I feare to curse thee those are poore fooles Enter Cassandra an old Lady passing over A set people calls them honest Looke looke King look A weather-beaten Lady new carin'd Fred. An old one Ton. The glasses of her eyes are new rub'd over And the worme-eaten records in her face are daub'd up neatly She layes her breasts out too like to poch'd eggs That had the yelkes suckt out they get new heads also New teeth new tongues for the old are all worne-out And as 't is hoped new tayles Fred. For what Ton. For old Courtiers The young ones are too stirring for their travells Fred. God leave your knavery and helpe to keepe the doore well I will have no such presse Ton. Lay thy hand a thy heart King Fred. I le have ye whipt Ton. The Foole and thou are parted Exit Fred. Sorano work and free me from this spell 'Twixt love and scorne there 's nothing felt but hell Exit Enter Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo and Servants Val. Tye on my Scarfe you are so long about me Good my Lords help give me my other Cloke That Hat and Feather Lord what a Taylor 's this To make me up thus straight one sigh would burst me I have not roome to breath come button button Button apace Cam. I am glad to see you merry Sir Val. 'T would make you merry had you such a wife And such an age to injoy her in Men. An age Sir Val. A moneth 's an age to him that is contented What should I seeke for more give me my sword Ha my good Lords that every one of you now Had but a Lady of that youth and beauty To blesse yourselves this night with would ye not Pray ye speak uprightly Cle. We confesse ye happy And we could well wish such another Banquet But on that price my Lord Val. 'T were nothing else No man can ever come to aime at Heaven But by the knowledge of a Hell These shooes are heavy And if I should be call'd to dance they 'l clog me Get me some pumps I le tell ye brave Camillo And you deare friends the King has honour'd me Out of his gracious favour has much honour'd me To limit me my time for who would live long Who would be old
favours do you think I 'll be your daughter a poor Gentlemans or know you for my Father Gent. My best Casta Enter Lavall O my most vertuous childe heaven reigns within thee take thine own choice sweet child and live a saint still The Lord Lavall stand by wench Lav. Gabriella she cannot nor she dares not make it known my greatnesse crushes her when-ere she offers why should I fear her then Gent. Come let 's passe on wench Lav. Gentille come hither Who 's that Gentlewoman Gent. A child of mine Sir who observing custome is going to the Monasterie to her prayers Lav. A fair one a most sweet one fitter far to beautifie a Court then make a Votarist Go on fair Beautie and in your Orizons remember me Will ye fair sweet Casta. Most humbly Exeunt Lav. An admirable Beautie how it fires me Enter a Spirit But shee 's too full of grace and I too wicked I feel my wonted fit Defend mee goodnesse O it growes colder still and stiffer on me my hair stands up my sinews shake and shrink Help me good heaven and good thoughts dwel within me O get thee gone thou evill evill spirit haunt me no more I charge thee Spir. Yes Lavall thou art my vassall and the slave to mischiefe I blast thee with new sin pursue thy pleasure Casta is rare and sweet a blowing Beautie set thy desires afire and never quench 'em till thou enjoy'st her make her all thy heaven and all thy joy for shee is all true happinesse Thou art powerfull use command if that prevail not force her I 'll be thy friend Lav. O help me help me Spir. Her vertue like a spel sinke me to darkness Exit Enter Gentille and Casta Gent. He 's here still How is 't noble Lord me thinks Sir you look a little wildly Is it that way is 't her you stare on so I have spi'd your fire Sir but dare not stay the flaming Come Lav. Sweet creature excellent Beautie do me but the happinesse to be your humblest servant O fair eyes O blessed blessed sweetnesse divine virgin Casta. O good my Lord retire into your honour you 're spoken good and vertuous plac'd at helme to govern others from mischances from example of such fair Chronicles as great ones are we do or sure we should direct our lives I know y' are full of worth a school of vertue daily instructing us that live below ye I make no doubt dwels there Lav. I cannot answer she has struck me dumb with wonder Casta. Goodnesse guide ye Exeunt Lav. She 's gone and with her all light and has left me dark as my black desires O divell lust how dost thou hug my blood and whisper to me there is no day again no time no living without this lustie Beautie break upon me Let me collect my self I strive like billows beaten against a rock and fall a fool still I must enjoy her and I will from this hour my thoughts and all my bus'nesse shall be nothing Enter Maria my eating and my sleeping but her beautie and how to work it Mar. Health to my Lord Lavall Nay good Sir do not turn with such displeasure I come not to afflict your new born pleasures my honour'd Mistris neither let that vex ye for nothing is intended but safe to you Lav. What of your Mistris I am full of bus'nesse Mar. I will be short my Lord she loving Lady considring the unequall tie between ye and how your ruine with the Duke lay on it as also the most noble match now made by me sends back all links of marriage all holy vows and rights of Ceremonie all promises oathes tears and all such pawnes you left in hostage onely her love shee cannot for that still follows ye but not to hurt ye and still beholds ye Sir but not to shame ye In recompence of which this is her suit Sir her poor and last petition but to grant her when weary nights have cloy'd ye up with kisses as such must come the honour of a Mistris the honour but to let her see those eyes those eyes she doats on more then gods do goodnesse and but to kisse ye onely with this prayer a prayer onely to awake your pitie and on her knees she made it that this night you 'ld blesse her with your company at supper Lav. I like this well and now I think on 't better I 'll make a present use from this occasion Mar. Nay good my Lord be not so cruell to her because she has been yours Lav. and to mine own end a rare way I will work Mar. Can love for ever the love of her my Lord so perish in ye as ye desire in your desires to prosper What gallant under heaven but Anjou's heire then can brag so fair a wife and sweet a Mistris good noble Lord Lav. Ye mis-apply me Mary nor do I want true pitie to your Ladie Pitie and love tell me too much I have wrong'd her to dare to see her more yet if her sweetnesse can entertain a mediation and it must be a great one that can cure me my love again as far as honour bids me my service and my self Mar. That 's nobly spoken Lav. Shall hourly see her want shall never know her nor where she has bestow'd her love repent her Mar. Now whither drives he Lav. I have heard Maria that no two women in the world more lov'd then thy good Mistris and Gentilles fair daughter Mar. What may this mean You have heard a truth my Lord but since the secret love betwixt you two my Mistris durst not entertain such friendship Casta is quick and of a piercing judgement and quickly will finde out a flaw Lav. Hold Marie shrink not 't is good gold wench prepare a Banquet and get that Casta thither for she 's a creature so full of forcible divine perswasion and so unwearied ever with good office and she shall cure my ill cause to my Mistris and make all errours up Mar. I 'll doe my best Sir But shee 's too fearfull coy and scrupulous to leave her fathers house so late and bashfull at any mans appearance that I fear Sir 't will prove impossible Lav. There 's more gold Marie and fain thy Mistris wondrous sick to death wench Mar. I have ye in the wind now and I 'll pay ye Lav. Shee cannot chuse but come 't is charitie the chief of her profession undertake this and I am there at night if not I leave ye Mar. I will not loose this offer though it fall out clean crosse to that we cast I 'll undertake it I will my Lord she shall be there Lav. By Mar. By she shall Lav. Let it be something late then for being seen Now force or favour wins her My spirits are grown dull strong wine and store shall set 'em up again and make mee fit to draw home at the enterprise I aime at Exit Ma. Go thy waies false Lord if thou hold'st thou pai'st the
Mardonius would have be at them Both Behold here 's FLETCHER too the World ne're knew Two Potent Witts co-operate till You For still your fancies are so wov'n and knit 'T was FRANCIS-FLETCHER or IOHN BEAUMONT writ Yet neither borrow'd nor were so put to 't To call poore Godds and Goddesses to do 't Nor made Nine Girles your Muses you suppose Women ne're write save Love-Letters in prose But are your owne Inspirers and have made Such pow'rfull Sceanes as when they please invade Your Plot Sence Language All 's so pure and fit Hee 's Bold not Valiant dare dispute your Wit GEORGE LISLE Knight On Mr. JOHN FLETCHER'S VVorkes SO shall we joy when all whom Beasts and Wormes Had turn'd to their owne substances and formes Whom Earth to Earth or fire hath chang'd to fire Wee shall behold more then at first intire As now we doe to see all thine thine owne In this thy Muses Resurrection Whose scatter'd parts from thy owne Race more wounds Hath suffer'd then Acteon from his hounds Which first their Braines and then their Bellies fed And from their excrements new Poets bred But now thy Muse inraged from her urne Like Ghosts of Murdred bodyes doth returne To accuse the Murderers to right the Stage And undeceive the long abused Age Which casts thy praise on them to whom thy Wit Gives not more Gold then they give drosse to it Who not content like fellons to purioyne Adde Treason to it and debase thy Coyne But whither am I strayd I need not raise Trophies to thee from other Mens dispraise Nor is thy fame on lesser Ruines built Nor needs thy juster title the foule guilt Of Easterne Kings who to secure their Raigne Must have their Brothers Sonnes and Kindred slaine Then was wits Empire at the fatall height When labouring and sinking with its weight From thence a thousand lesser Poets sprong Like petty Princes from the fall of Rome When JOHNSON SHAKESPEARE and thy selfe did sit And sway'd in the Triumvirate of wit Yet what from JOHNSONS oyle and sweat did flow Or what more easie nature did bestow On SHAKESPEARES gentler Muse in thee full growne Their Graces both appeare yet so that none Can say here Nature ends and Art begins But mixt like th' Elements and borne like twins So interweav'd so like so much the same None this meere Nature that meere Art can name 'T was this the Ancients meant Nature and Skill Are the two topps of their Pernassus Hill I. DENHAM Vpon Mr. John Fletcher's Playes FLETCHER to thee wee doe not only owe All these good Playes but those of others too Thy wit repeated does support the Stage Credits the last and entertaines this age No Worthies form'd by any Muse but thine Could purchase Robes to make themselves so fine What brave Commander is not proud to see Thy brave Melantius in his Gallantry Our greatest Ladyes love to see their scorne Out done by Thine in what themselves have worne Th' impatient Widow ere the yeare be done Sees thy Aspasia weeping in her Gowne I never yet the Tragick straine assay'd Deterr'd by that inimitable Maid And when I venture at the Comick stile Thy Scornfull Lady seemes to mock my toile Thus has thy Muse at once improv'd and marr'd Our Sport in Playes by rendring it too hard So when a sort of lusty Shepheards throw The barre by turns and none the rest outgoe So farre but that the best are measuring casts Their emulation and their pastime lasts But if some Brawny yeoman of the guard Step in and tosse the Axeltree a yard Or more beyond the farthest Marke the rest Despairing stand their sport is at the best EDW. WALLER To FLETCHER Reviv'd HOw have I been Religious what strange Good Ha's scap't me that I never understood Have I Hell guarded Haeresie o'rethrowne Heald wounded States made Kings and Kingdomes one That Fate should be so mercifull to me To let me live t' have said I have read thee Faire Star ascend the Ioy the Life the Light Of this tempestuous Age this darke worlds sight Oh from thy Crowne of Glory dart one flame May strike a sacred Reverence whilest thy Name Like holy Flamens to their God of Day We bowing sing and whilst we praise we pray Bright Spirit whose Aeternall motion Of Wit like Time still in it selfe did runne Binding all others in it and did give Commission how far this or that shall live Like Destinie of Poems who as she Signes death to all her selfe can never dye And now thy purple-robed Tragoedie In her imbroider'd Buskins calls mine eye Where brave Aëtius we see betray'd T' obey his Death whom thousand lives obey'd Whilst that the Mighty Foole his Scepter breakes And through his Gen'rals wounds his owne doome speaks Weaving thus richly Valentinian The costliest Monarch with the cheapest man Souldiers may here to their old glories adde The Lover love and be with reason mad Not as of old Alcides furious VVho wilder then his Bull did teare the house Hurling his Language with the Canvas stone 'T was thought the Monster roar'd the sob'rer Tone But ah when thou thy sorrow didst inspire VVith Passions blacke as is her darke attire Virgins as Sufferers have wept to see So white a Soule so red a Crueltie That thou hast griev'd and with unthought redresse Dri'd their wet eyes who now thy mercy blesse Yet loth to lose thy watry jewell when Ioy wip't it off Laughter straight sprung't agen Now ruddy cheeked Mirth with Rosie wings Fanns ev'ry brow with gladnesse whilest she sings Delight to all and the whole Theatre A Festivall in Heaven doth appeare Nothing but Pleasure Love and like the Morne Each face a generall smiling doth adorne Heare ye foule Speakers that pronounce the Aire Of Stewes and Shores I will informe you where And how to cloathe aright your wanton wit Without her nasty Bawd attending it View here a loose thought said with such a grace Minerva might have spoke in Venus face So well disguis'd that t' was conceiv'd by none But Cupid had Diana's linnen on And all his naked parts so vail'd th' expresse The Shape with clowding the uncomlinesse That if this Reformation which we Receiv'd had not been buried with thee The Stage as this work might have liv'd and lov'd Her Lines the austere Skarlet had approv'd And th' Actors wisely been from that offence As cleare as they are now from Audience Thus with thy Genius did the Scaene expire Wanting thy Active and inliv'ning fire That now to spread a darknesse over all Nothing remaines but Poesie to fall And though from these thy Embers we receive Some warmth so much as may be said we live That we dare praise thee blushlesse in the head Of the best piece Hermes to Love e're read That We rejoyce and glory in thy Wit And feast each other with remembring it That we dare speak thy thought thy Acts recite Yet all men henceforth be afraid to write RICH.
The more I say I looke the more Stays her Lucip. My Fortune 'T is very apt Sir Mem. Women let my fortune And me alone I wish ye pray come this way And stand you still there Ladie Cal. Leave the words Sir and leap into the meaning Mem. Then againe I tell you I doe love ye Cal. Why Mem. No questions pray no more questions I doe love you Infinitely why doe you smile Am I ridiculous Cal. I am monstrous fearefull no I joye you love me Mem. Joye on then and be proud on 't I doe love ye Stand still doe not trouble me you Women He loves you Ladie at whose feete has kneeld Princes to beg their freedomes he whose valour Has over run whole Kingdomes Cal. That makes me doubt Sir 'T will over run me to Mem. He whose Sword Cle. Talke not so big Sir you will fright the Princesse Mem. Ha Lucip No forsooth Cal. I know ye have done wonders Mem. I have and will doe more and greater braver And for your beautie miracles name that kingdome And talke your choice Cal. Sir I am not ambitious Mem. Ye shal be 't is the child of glory she that I love Whom my desires shall magnifie time stories And all the Empire of the Earth Cle. I would faine aske him Lucip. Prethee be quiet he will beate us both els Cle. What will ye make me then Sir Mem. I will make thee Stand still and hold thy peace I have a heart Ladie Cal. Ye were a monster els Mem. A loving heart A truly loving heart Cal. Alas how came it Mem. I would you had it in your hand sweet Ladie To see the truth it beares ye Cal. Doe you give it Lucip. That was well thought upon Cle. 'T will put him too 't wench Cal. And you shall see I dare accept it Sir Tak 't in my hand and view it if I finde it A loving and a sweet heart as you call it I am bound I am Mem. No more I le send it to ye As I have honour in me you shall have it Cle. Hansomlye done Sir and perfum'd by all meanes The weathers warme Sir Mem. With all circumstance Lucip. A napkin wrought most curiouslie Mem. Divinely Cle. Put in a goblet of pure gold Mem. Yes in Iacynth That she may see the spirits through Lucip. Ye have greas'd him For chewing love again in hast Cle. If he should doe it Cal. If Heaven should fall we should have larkes he doe Cle. See how he thinkes upon 't Cal. He will thinke these three yeares Ere he prove such an asse I lik't his offer There was no other way to put him of els Mem. I will doe it Ladie expect my heart Cal. I doe Sir Mem. Love it and so I leave ye Ex. Mem. Cle. Either he is starke mad Or els I thinke he meanes it Cal. He must be starke mad Or he will never doe it 't is vaine glory And want of judgement that provokes this in him Sleepe and societie cures all his heart No no good Gentleman ther 's more belongs too 't Hearts are at higher prizes le ts goe in And there examine him a little better Shut all the doores behind for feare he follow I hope I have lost a lover and am glad on 't Exit Lady Finis Actus Primi Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Memnon alone Mem. 'T is but to die dogs doe it ducks with dabling Birds sing away their soules and babyes sleep 'em Why doe I talke of that is treble vantage For in the other world she is bound to have me Her Princely word is past my great desert too Will draw her to come after presently 'T is justice and the gods must see it done too Besides no Brother Father kindred there Can hinder us all languages are a like too There love is everlasting ever young Free from diseases ages jealousies Bawdes beldames painters purgers die 't is nothing Men drowne themselves for joye to draw in Juleps When they are hot with wine In dreames we doe it And many a handsome wench that loves the sport well Gives up her soule so in her lovers bosome But I must be incisde first cut and open'd My heart and handsomelie taine from me staie there Dead once stay let me thinke agen who doe I know there For els to wander up and downe unwaited on And unregarded in my place and project Is for a sowters soule not an old Souldiers My brave old Regiments I there it goes That have bin killd before me right Enter Chilax Chil. Is here and I must trouble him Mem. Then those I have conquer'd To make my traine full Chi. Sir Mem. My Captaines then Chi. Sir I beseech ye Mem. For to meete her there Being a Princesse and a Kings sole Sister With great accommodation must be cared for Chi. Weigh but the Souldiers povertie Mem. Mine owne troope first For they shall die Chi. How what 's this Mem. Next Chi. Shall I speake lowder Sir Mem. A square Battalia hi. You doe not thinke of us Mem. Their Armours guilded Chi. Good noble Sir Mem. And round about such Engines Shall make hell shake Chi. Ye doe not mock me Mem. For Sir I will be strange as brave Chi. Ye may consider You know we have serv'd you long enough Mem. No Souldier That ever landed on the blest Elizium Did or shall march as I will Chi. Would ye would march Sir Up to the King and get us Mem. King nor Keiser Shall equall me in that world Chi. What a devill ayles he Mem. Next the rare beauties of those townes I fir'd Chi. I speake of mony Sir Mem. Ten thousand Coaches Chi. O pounds Sir pounds I beseech your Lordship Let Coaches run out of your remembrance Mem. In which the wanton Cupids and the graces Drawne with the Westerne winds kindling desires And then our Poets Chi. Then our pay Mem. For Chilax when the triumph comes the Princesse Then for I will have a Heaven made Chi. Blesse your Lordship I Stand still Sir Mem. So I doe and in it Chi. Death Sir You talke you know not what Mem. Such rare devises Make me I say a Heaven Chi. I say so too Sir Mem. For here shall run a Constellation Chi. And there a pissing Conduit Mem. Ha! Chi. With wine Sir Mem. A Sun there in his hight there such a planet Chi. But wher 's our mony where runs that Mem. Ha Chi. Money Money an t like your Lordship Mem. Why all the carriage shall come behind the stuff Rich hangings treasure Or say we have none Chi. I may say so truly For hang me if I have a groat I have serv'd well And like an honest man I see no reason Mem. Thou must needs die good Chilax Chi. Very well Sir Mem. I will have honest valiant soules about me I cannot misse thee Chi. Dye Mem. Yes die and Pelius Eumenes and Polibius I shall thinke Of more within these two howres Chi. Die Sir Mem. I Sir And ye shall
die Chi. When I beseech your Lordship Mem. To morrow see ye doe die Chi. A short warning Troth Sir I am ill prepar'd Mem. I die my selfe then Beside ther 's reason Chi. Oh! Mem. I pray thee tell me For thou art a great dreamer Chi. I can dreame Sir If I eate well and sleep well Mem. Was it never By dreame or apparition open'd to thee Chi. Hee s mad Mem. What the other world was or Elizium Didst never travell in thy sleepe Chi. To Tauernes When I was drunke ore night or to a wench Ther 's an Elizium for yee a young Ladie Wrapt round about ye like a snake is that it Or if that strange Elizium that you talke of Be where the Devill is I have dream't of him And that I have had him by the hornes and rid him He trotts the Dagger out 'o th sheath Mem. Elizium The blessed fields man Chi. I know no fields blessed but those I have gain'd by I have dreamp't I have bin in Heaven too Mem. There handle that place that 's Elizium Chi. Brave singing and brave dancing And rare things Mem. All full of flowers Chi. And Pot hearbes Mem. Bowers for lovers And everlasting ages of delight Chi. I slept not so far Mem. Meet me on those bancks Some two dayes hence Chi. In dreame Sir Mem. No in death Sir And there I muster all and pay the Souldier Away no more no more Chi. God keepe your Lordship This is fine dancing for us Enter Siphax Siphax Wher 's the Generall Chi. Ther 's the old signe of Memnon where the soule is You may goe looke as I have Si. What 's the matter Chi. Why question him and see he talkes of Devills Hells Heavens Princes powers and Potentates You must to 'th pot too Si. How Chi. Do you know Elizium a tale he talkes the wild goose chase of Si. Elizium I have red of such a place Chi. Then get he to him Ye are as fine company as can be fitted Exit Chilax Your worships fairelie mett Si. Mercy upon us What ailes this Gentleman Mem. Provision Si. How his head workes Mem. Betweene two ribbes If he cut short or mangle me I le take him And twirle his neck about Si. Now Gods defend us Mem. In a pure cup transparant with a writing To signifie Si. I never knew him thus Sure is bewitcht or poysond Mem, Whos 's there Si. I Sir Mem. Come hither Siphax Si. Yes how does your Lordship Mem. Well God a mercy Souldier very well But prithee tell me Si. Any thing I can Sir Mem. What durst thou doe to gaine the rarest beautie The VVorld has Si. That the world has 't is worth doing Mem. Is it so but what doing beares it Si. Why any thing all dangers it appeares to Mem. Name some of those things doe Si. I would undertake Sir A voyage round about the VVorld Mem. Short Siphax A merchant does it to spice potts of ale Si. I woo'd swim in armour Mem. Short still a poore Jade Loden will take a streame and stem it strongly To leap a Mare Si. The plague I durst Mem. Still shorter I le cure it with an Onyon Si. Surfetts Mem. Short still They are often Physicks for our healths and help us Si. I woo'd stand a breach Mem. Thine honour bids thee Souldier 'T is shame to find a second cause Si. I durst Sir Fight with the fellest Monster Mem. That 's the poorest Man was ordained their Master durst ye die Sir Si. How die my Lord Mem. Die Siphax take thy sword And come by that doore to her ther 's a prize To buy a lustie love at Si. I am well content Sir To proove no purchaser Mem. Away thou world worme Thou win a matchles beautie Si. 'T is to loos 't Sir For being dead wher 's the reward I reach at The love I labour for Mem. There it begins foole Thou art meerly cozend for the loves wee now know Are but the heats of half an houre and hated Desires stir'd up by nature to increase her Licking of one another to a lust Course and base appetites earths meere inheritours And heires of Idlenes and blood Pure Love That that the soule affects and cannot purchase VVhile she is loden with our flesh that love Sir VVhich is the price of honour dwells not here Your Ladies eyes are lamplesse to that vertue That beautie smiles not on a cheeke washt over Nor sents the sweets of Ambers below Siphax Below us in the other VVord Elizium VVher 's no more dying no despairing mourning VVhere all desires are full deserts downe loden There Siphax there where loves are ever living Si. VVhy doe we love in this VVorld then Mem. To preserve it The maker lost his worke els but marke Siphax VVhat issues that love beares Si. VVhy Children Sir I never heard him talke thus thus divinelie And sensible before Mem. It does so Siphax Things like our selves as sensuall vaine unvented Bubles and breath of ayres got with an itching As blisters are and bred as much corruption Flowes from their lives sorrow conceives and shapes 'em And oftentimes the deaths of those we love most The breeders bring them to the VVorld to curse 'em Crying they weepe amongst us like young Catts Cares and continuall crosses keeping with 'em They make time old to tend them and experience An asse they alter so they grow and goodlie Ere we can turne our thoughts like dropps of water They fall into the maine and knowne no more This is the love of this world I must tell thee For thou art understanding Si. What you please Sir Mem. And as a faithfull man Nay I dare trust thee I love the Princesse Si. There 't is that has fired him I knew he had some inspiration But does she know it Sir Mem. Yes marry does she I have given my heart unto her Si. If ye love her Mem. Nay understand me my heart taken from me Out of my body man and so brought to her How lik'st thou that braue offer ther 's the love I told thee of and after death the living She must in justice come boye ha Si. Your heart Sir Mem. I so by all meanes Siphax Si. He loves rost well That eates the spitt Mem. And since thou art come thus fitlie I le doe it presentlie and thou shall carrie it For thou canst tell a storie and discribe it And I coniure thee Siphax by thy gentrie Next by the glorious battells we have fought in By all the dangers wounds heats colds distresses Thy love next and obedience nay thy life Si. But one thing first Sir if she pleas'd to grant it Could ye not love her here and live consider Mem. Ha yes I thinke I could Si. 'T woul'd be far neerer Besides the sweets here would induce the last love And linck it in Mem. Thou sayest right but our ranckes heere And bloods are barrs between us she must stand off too As I perceive she does Si. Desert and dutie Makes even all
Kingdomes he hath purchas'd noble Sister Take not your vertue from him O take heed We ebbe not now to nothing take heed Calis Calis The wil of heaven not mine which must not alter And my eternall doome for ought I know Is fixt upon me alas I must love nothing Nothing that loves againe must I be blest with The gentle Vine climbs up the Oke and clips him And when the stroke comes yet they fall together Death death must I enjoy and live to love him O noble Sir Mem. Those teares are some reward yet Pray let me wed your sorrowes Calis Take 'em Souldier They are fruitfull ones lay but a fight upon 'em And strait they will conceive to infinites I told ye what ye could find 'em Roome before there Knock Enter Funerall Captaines following and Eumenes King How now what 's this more drops to th' Ocean Whose body 's this Capt. The noble Polidor This speakes his death Mem. My Brother dead Calis O Goddesse O cruell cruell Venus here 's my fortune King Read Captaine Mem. Read aloude farewell my follies Eumen reades To the Excellent Princesse Calis 1. Cap. Be wise as you are beauteous love with judgement And look with clear eyes on my noble Brother Value desert and vertue they are Jewells Fit for your worth and wearing take heed Lady The Gods reward ingratitude most grievous Remember me no more or if you must Seeke me in noble Memnons love I dwell there I durst not live because I durst not wrong him I can no more make mee eternall happy With looking downe upon your loves Farewell Mem. And did'st thou die for me King Excellent vertue What will ye now doe Calis Dwell for euer here sir Mem. For me deare Polidor ô worthy young man O love love love love above recompence Infinite love infinite honesty Good Lady leave you must have no share here Take home your sorrowes here 's enough to store me Brave glorious griefes was ever such a brother Turne all the stories over in the world yet And search through all the memories of mankind And find me such a friend h 'as out-done all Outstript 'em sheerely all all thou hast Polidor To die for me why as I hope for happinesse 'T was one of the rarest thought on things The bravest and carried beyond compasse of our actions I wonder how he hit it a young man too In all the blossomes of his youth and beautie In all the fulnesse of his veines and wishes Woed by that Paradice that would catch heaven It starts me extreamly thou blest Ashes Thou faithfull monument where loue and friendship Shall while the world is worke new miracles Calis O! let me speake too Mem. No not yet thou man For we are but mans shadowes only man I have not words to utter him speake Lady I 'le thinke a while Calis The Goddesse grants me this yet I shall enjoy the dead no tombe shall hold thee But these two armes no Trickments but my teares Over thy Hearse my sorrowes like sad armes Shall hang for ever on the tuffest Marble Mine eyes shall weepe thee out an Epitaph Love at thy feet shall kneele his smart bow broken Faith at thy head youth and the Graces mourners O sweet young man King Now I begin to melt too Mem. Have ye enough yet Lady roome for a gamster To my fond Love and all those idle fancies A long farwell thou diedst for me deare Polidor To give me peace thou hast eternall glory I stay and talke here I will kisse thee first And now I 'le follow thee Polidor rises Pollidor Hold for heavens sake Mem. Ha! Does he live Dost thou deceive me Pol. Thus farre Yet for your good and honour King Now deare sister Calis The Oracle is ended noble sir Dispose me now as you please Po. You are mine then Calis With all the joyes that may be Po. Your consent sir King Ye have it freely Po. Walke along with me then And as you love me love my will Calis I will so Po. Here worthy Brother take this vertuous Princesse Ye have deserv'd her nobly she will love ye And when my life shall bring ye peace as she does Command it ye shall have it Mem. Sir I thanke ye King I never found such goodnesse in such yeares Mem. Thou shalt not over-doe me though I die for 't O how I love thy goodnesse my best brother You have given me here a treasure to enrich me Would make the worthiest King alive a begger What may I give you back againe Po. Your love sir Mem. And you shall have it even my dearest love My first my noblest love take her againe sir She is yours your honesty has over-run me She loves ye lov'st her not excellent Princesse Injoy thy wish and now get Generalls Po. As ye love heaven love him she is only yours sir Mem. As ye love heaven love him she is only yours sir My Lord the King Po. He will undoe himselfe sir And must without her perish who shall fight then Who shall protect your Kingdome Mem. Give me hearing And after that beliefe were she my soule As I doe love her equall all my victories And all the living names I have gain'd by warre And loving him that good that vertuous good man That only worthy of the name of brother I would resigne all freely 't is all love To me all marriage rites the joy of issues To know him fruitfull that has been so faithfull King This is the noblest difference-take your choise sister Calis I see they are so brave and noble both I know not which to looke on Pol. Chuse discreetly And vertue guide ye there all the world in one man Stands at the marke Mem. There all mans honestie The sweetnesse of all youth Cal. O God's Mem. My Armour By all the God's she 's yours my armes I say And I beseech your Grace give me imployment That shall be now my Mistresse here my Courtship King Ye shall have any thing Mem. Vertuous Lady Remember me your servant now Young man You cannot over-reach me in your goodnesse O love how sweet thou look'st now and how gentle I should have slubber'd thee and stain'd thy beauty Your hand your hand sir King Take her and Heaven blesse her Mem. So Po. 'T is your will sir nothing of my merit And as your royall gift I take this blessing Cal. And I from heaven this gentleman thanks Goddess Mem. So ye are pleas'd now Lady Cal. Now or never Mem. My cold stiffe carkasse would have frozen ye Warres warres King Ye shall have warres Mem. My next brave battell I dedicate to your bright honour sister Give me a favour that the world may know I am your souldier Calis This and all faire Fortunes Mem. And he that beares this from me must strike boldly Cleanthe kneeling Cal. I do forgive thee be honest no more wench King Come now to Revells this blest day shall prove The happy crown of noble Faith and Love Exeunt
And that I may mould any way Arn. You are wide still Rut. You love a gentlewoman a young handsome woman I have lov'd a thousand not so few Arn. You are dispos'd Rut. You hope to marry her 't is a lawfull calling And prettily esteem'd of but take heed then Take heed dear brother of a stranger fortune Then ere you felt yet fortune my foe is a friend to it Arn. 'T is true I love dearly and truly love A noble vertuous and most beauteous maid And am belov'd againe Rut. That 's too much a conscience To love all these would run me out ô my wits Arn. Prethee give eare I am to marry her Rut. Dispatch it then and I 'le goe call the Piper Arn. But ô the wicked Customes of this countrey The barbarous most inhumane damned Custome Rut. 'T is true to marry is a custome In the world for looke you brother Woo'd any man stand plucking for the Ace of Harts With one packe of cards all dayes on 's life Arn. You doe not Or else you purpose not to understand me Rut. Proceed I will give care Arn. They have a Custome In this most beastly countrey out upon 't Rut. Le ts heare it first Arn. That when a maid is contracted And ready for the tye o' th Church the Governour He that commands in chiefe must have her maiden-head Or ransome it for mony at his pleasure Rut. How might a man atchieve that place a rare custome An admirable rare custome and none excepted Arn. None none Rut. The rarer still how could I lay about me In this rare office are they born to it or chosen Arn. Both equall damnable Rut. Me thinks both excellent Would I were the next heire Arn. To this mad fortune Am I now come my marriage is proclaim'd And nothing can redeem me from this mischief Rut. Shee s very young Arn. Yes Rut. And faire I dare proclaime her Else mine eyes faile Arn. Faire as the bud unblasted Rut. I cannot blame him then if 't were mine own case I would not goe an ace lesse Arn. Fye Rutillio Why do you make your brothers misery Your sport and game Rut. There is no pastime like it Arn. I look'd for your advice your timely counsell How to avoid this blow not to be mockt at And my afflictions jeer'd Rut. I tell thee Arnoldo An thou wert my Father as thou art but my brother My younger brother too I must be merry And where there is a wench it can a young wench A handsome wench and sooner a good turne too An I were to be hangd thus must I handle it But you shal see Sir I can change this habit To doe you any service advise what you please And see with what devotion I 'le attend it But yet me thinks I am taken with this custome Ent Charino and Zenocia And could pretend to 'th place Arn. Draw off a little Here comes my Mistris and her Father Rut. IA dainty wench Woo'd might farme his Custome Char. My deare daughter Now to bethink your selfe of new advice Will be too late later this timelesse sorrow No price nor prayers can infringe the fate Your beauty hath cast on you my best Zenocia Be rul'd by me a Fathers care directs yee Looke on the Count looke cheerfully and sweetly What though he have the power to possesse yee To plucke your maiden honour and then slight yee By custome unresistable to enjoy you Yet my sweet childe so much your youth and goodness The beauty of your soule and Saint-like modesty Have wonne upon his wilde minde so much charm'd That all power laid aside what Law allows him Or suddain in fires kindled from those bright eyes He sues to be your servant fairly nobly Forever to be tyed your faithfull Husband Consider my best childe Zeno. I have considered Char. The blessednesse that this breeds too consider Besides your Fathers Honour your own peace The banishment for ever of this custome This base and barbarous use for after once He has found the happinesse of holy marriage And what it is to grow up with one beauty How he will scorne and kicke at such a heritage Left him by lust and lewd progenitors All Virgins too shall blesse your name shall Saint it And like so many Pilgrims goe to your shrine When time has turn'd your beauty into ashes Filld with your pious memory Zeno. Good Father Hide not that bitter pill I loth to swallow In such sweet words Char. The Count 's a handsome Gentleman And having him y' are certaine of a fortune A high and noble fortune to attend you Where if you fling your love upon this stranger This young Arnoldo not knowing from what place Or honourable strain of blood he is sprung you ventur All your owne sweets and my long cares to nothing Nor are you certaine of his faith why may not that Wander as he does every where Zen. No more Sir I must not heare I dare not heare him wrongd thus Vertue is never wounded but I suffer 'T is an ill office in your age a poore one To judge thus weakly and believe your selfe too A weaker to betray your innocent daughter To his intemp'rate rude and wilde embraces She hates as Heaven hates falshood Rut. A good wench She sticks close to you Sir Zeno. His faith uncertaine The noblenesse his vertue springs from doubted De' e doubt t is day now or when your body 's perfect Your stomacks well dispos'd your pulses temperate De' e doubt you are in health I tell you Father One houre of this mans goodnesse this mans Noblenesse Put in the scale against the Counts whole being Forgive his lusts too which are halfe his life He could no more endure to hold weight with him Arnoldoes very looks are faire examples His common and indifferent actions Rules and strong ties of vertue he has my first love To him in sacred vow I have given this body In him my mind inhabits Rut. Good wench still Zen. And till he fling me off as undeserving Which I confesse I am of such a blessing But would be loth to finde it so Arn. O never Never my happy Mistris never never When your poor servant lives but in your favour One foote it 'h grave the other shall not linger What sacrifice of thanks what age of service What danger of more dreadfull looke then death What willing martyrdome to crown me constant May merit such a goodnesse such a sweetnesse A love so Nobly great no power can ruine Most blessed maid goe on the gods that gave this This pure unspotted love the child of Heaven In their own goodnesse must preserve and save it And raise you a reward beyond our recompēce Zen. I aske but you a pure maid to possesse And then they have crownd my wishes If I fall then Goe seek some better love mine will debase you Rut. A pretty innocent foole well Governour Though I think well of your custome could wish my selfe For this night in your
spare me life and health 2 Gen. Blesse your Grace Du. And you with all my heart 1 Gen. Now heaven preserve your happy days Du. I thank you too 3 Gen. Now heaven save your Grace Du. I thanke you all Bew. On there before Du. Stand Gentlemen stay yet a while For I am minded to impart my love To these good people and my friends Whose love and prayers for my greatnesse Are equall in abundance note me well And with my words my heart for as the tree Long. Your Grace had best beware 't wil be inform'd Your greatnesse with the people Duke I had more My honest and ingenious people But The weight of businesse hath prevented me I am call'd from you but this tree I spake of Shall bring forth fruit I hope to your content And so I share my bowels amongst you all Omnes A noble Duke a very noble Duke Enter a Gentleman Ser. Afore there Gentlemen Gen. You 'r faithfully met good Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Be advis'd the time is alter'd Gen. Is he not the same man he was afore Duke Still the same man to you Sir Long. You have received mighty grace be thankfull Gen. Let me not dye in ignorance Long. You shall not Then know the King out of his loue hath pleased To stile him Duke of Burgundy Gen. O great Duke Thus low I plead for pardon and desire To be enrol'd amongst your poorest slaves Du. Sir you have mercy and withall my hand From henceforth let me call you one of mine Ser. Make room afore there and dismisse the people Du. Every man to his house in peace and quiet Peop. Now heaven preserve the Duke heaven blesse the Duke Exeunt Omnes Enter Wife Wife This letter came this morn from my Cozen To the great Lady high and mighty Duchesse Of Burgundy be these delivered O For a stronger lace to keep my breath That I may laugh the nine dayes till the wonder Fall to an ebb the high and mighty Duchesse The high and mighty God what a stile is this Methinks it goes like a Duchy lope-man A ladder of 100. rounds will faile To reach the top on 't well my Gentle Cozen I know by these contents your itch of honour You must to the Court you say and very shortly You shall be welcome and if your wife have wit I 'le put her in a thriving course if not Her own sin on her owne head not a blot Shall staine my reputation only this I must for healths sake sometimes Make an asse of the tame moyle my husband 'T will do him good and give him fresher brains Me fresher blood Now for the noble Duke I heare him comming Enter Duke his traine Your Grace is well return'd Du. As well as may be Never in younger health never more able I meane to be your bed-fellow this night Let me have good encounter Bow Blesse me heaven What a hot meat this greatnesse is Long. It may be so For I 'le be sworn he hath not got a snap This two months on my knowledge or her woman Is damd for swearing it Du. I thank you Gentlemen for your attendance And also your great paines pray know my lodgings Better and oftner do so Gentlemen Now by my honour as I am a Prince I speake sincerely know my lodgings better And be not strangers I shall see your service And your deservings when you least expect Om. We humbly thank your Grace for this great favor Du. Jaques Ja. Your Grace Du. Be ready for the Countrey And let my Tenants know the Kings great love Say I would see them but the waight at Court Lyes heavy on my shoulders let them know I do expect their duties in attendance Against the next feast wait for my comming To take up post and be full of speed Exit Jaques Wife I would desire your Grace Du. You shall desire and have your Full desire sweet Duchesse speak Wife To have some conference with a Gentleman That seems not altogether void of reason He talks of titles and things neare the Crown And knowing none so fit as your good Grace To give the difference in such points of State Du. What is he If he be noble or have any part That 's worthy our converse We do accept him Wife I can assure your Grace his straine is noble But he 's very subtle Duke Let him be so Let him have all the braines I shall demonstrate How this most Christian Crown of France can beare No other shew of title then the Kings I will goe in and meditate for halfe an houre And then be ready for him presently I will convert him quickly or confound him Ser Is mad Shattillion here Wife Is here and 's Lady I prethee servant fetch him hither Ser. Why what do you meane to put him to Wife To chat with the mad lad my husband 'T will be brave to heare them speake babl Stare and prate Bew. But what shall be the end of all this Lady Enter Shattillion and Servant Wife Leave that to me now for the grand dispute For see here comes Shattillion as I live me thinks All France should beare part of his griefes Long. I le fetch my Lord the Duke Shat. Where am I now or whether will you lead me To my death I crave my priviledge I must not dye but by just course of law Ser. His Majesty hath sent by me your pardon He meant not you should dye but would intreate you To lay the full state of your Title open Unto a grave and noble Gentleman Enter Duke and Longovile The Duke of Burgundy who here doth come Who either by his wisedome will confute you Or else informe and satisfie the King Bew. May 't please your grace this is the Gentleman Duke Is this he that chops logicke with my liege Shat. d ee mocke me you are great the time will come When you shall be as much contemned as I Where are the ancient complements of France That upstarts brave the Princes of the bloud Duke Your title Sir in short Shat. He must Sir Be a better states man then your selfe that can Trip me in any thing I will not speake Before these witnesses Duke Depart the roome for none shall stay No not my dearest Dutches Wife Wee 'le stand behind the Arras heare all Exeunt Duke In that chaire take your place I in this Discourse your title now Shat. Sir you shall know My loves true title mine by marriage Setting aside the first race of French Kings Which will not here concerne us as Pharamond With Clodian Meron and Chilperik And to come downe unto the second race Which we will likewise slip Duke But take me with you Shat. I pray you give me leave of Martell Charles The Father of King Pippin who was Sir To Charles the great and famous Charlemaine And to come to the third race of French Kings Which will not be great pertinent in this cause Betwixt the King and me of which you
salutes We give you backe againe with many thankes Co. When did you heare such words before wife peace Do you not dare to answer yet s 't fit So meane a Gentleman as my selfe should crave The presence of the great Duke your Master Ser. Sir you may Long. Shall we desire your name and businesse Sir And wee will presently informe him of you Co. My name is Cleremont Ser. You are his graces kinsman Or I am much mistaken Co. You are right Some of his noble blood runs through these veines Though far unworthy of his graces knowledge Long. Sir we must all be yours his graces kinsman And we so much forgetfull 't was a rudenesse And must attend your pardon thus I crave it First to this beauteous Lady whom I take To be your wife Sir next your mercie Cous. You have it Sir I do not like this kissing It lyes so open to a world of wishes Ser. This is the merry fellow this is he That must be noble too Long. And so he shall If all the art I have can make him noble I 'le dub him with a Knight-hood if his wife VVill be but forward and joyne issue I like her above excellent Ser. VVilt please you To walke a turne or two whilst to the Duke VVe make your comming known Exit Ser. Long Cous. I shal attend Sir Wife These Gentlemen are very proper men And kisse the best that ere I tasted For goodnesse-sake husband let us never more Come neare the Countrey what so ere betide us I am in malice with the memory Of that same stinking dung-hill Cous. VVhy now you are my chicken and my dear Love where I love hate where I hate now You shall have twenty gownes and twenty chaines See the doore is opening Groom Roome afore there the Duke is entring Enter Duke Wife Long Servant Maria Cos. 'T is the Duke even he himselfe be merry This is the golden age the Poet speaks on Wife I pray it be not brazen'd by their faces And yet me thinks they are the neatest pieces For shape and cutting that ere I beheld Cous. Most gracious Duke my poor Spouse my selfe Do kisse your mighty foote and next to that The great hand of your Duchesse ever wishing Your honours ever-springing and your yeares Du. Cozen Cous. Your Graces vassall far unworthy The nearnesse of your blood Du. Correct me not I know the word I speake And know the person Though I be something higher then the place VVhere common men have motion and discending Down with my eye their formes are lessened to me Yet from this pitch can I behold my owne From millions of those men that have no marke And in my fearfull stoop can make them stand VVhen others feele my soule and perish Cozen Be comforted you are very welcome so Is your faire wife the charge of whom I give To my own dearest and best beloved Tell me have you resolv'd your selfe for Court And utterly renounce the slavish Countrey VVith all the cares thereof Cous. I have sir Du. Have you dismist your eating houshold Sold your hangings of Nebuchadnezar for such they were As I remember with the furnitures Belonging to your beds and chambers Cous. I Sir Du. Have you most carefully tane off the lead From your roofe weake with age and so prevented The ruine of your house and clapt him In a summer suite of thatch to keepe him coole Cous. All this I have perform'd Du. Then lend me all your hands I will embrace my Cozen VVho is an understanding Gentleman And with a zeale mighty as is my name Once more I bid you welcome to the Court My state againe Duch. As I was telling you your husband Must be no more Commander looke to that Be severall at meate and lodging let him have Boord-wages and dyet 'mongst his men it 'h towne For pleasure if he be given too 't let him have it Else as your own fancie shall direct you Cozen you see this mighty man here he was an asse When he came first to towne indeed he was Just such another coxcomb as your husband God blesse the mark and every good mans childe This must not stir you Cozen Wife Heaven forbid Long. Sweet Maria provide the cushion ready for it Mat. It shall be done Du. Receive all your advices from our selfe Be once a day with us and so farewell For this time my faire Cozen Gentlemen Conduct him to his lodging Duch. Farewell and think upon my words Wife I shall observe them Exit Duke and Duchesse Cous. Health and the Kings continuall love attend you Ser. O for a private place to ease my lungs Heaven give me patience such a paire of Jades Were never better ridden to this houre Pray heaven they hold out to the journeys end Long. Twitch him aside good Monsieur whilst I breake Upon the body of his strength his wife I have a constant promise she is my own Ser. Ply her to wind-ward Monsieur you have taken The most compendious way to raise your selfe That could have been delivered by a councell Cous. I have some certaine aimes Sir but my wife Ser. Your wife you must not let that trouble you Cous. It will Sir to see her in a strangers armes Ser. What mean you let her alone be wise stir not a foot For if you do all your hopes are buryed I sweare you are a lost man if you stir Cous. I thanke you Sir I will be more advis'd Ser. But what great Office do you levell at Cous. Sir they are kissing Ser. Let them kisse And much may do their good hearts they must kisse And kisse and double kisse and kisse againe Or you may kisse the post for any rising Had your noble Kinsman ever mounted To these high Spheres of honour now he moves in But for the kisses of his wife Cous. I Know not Ser. Then I doe credite me he had been lost A fellow of no mark and no repute Had not his wife kist soone and very sweetly She was an excellent woman and dispatcht him To his full being in a moment Sir Exit Long Wife Cous. But yet me thinks he should not take her Sir Into a private roome Ser. Now stand and flourish You are a made man for ever I doe envy you if you stand your fortunes up You are the happiest man but your great Cozen This day in Court well I will marry surely And not let every man out-run me thus 'T is time to be mine owne friend I live In towne here and direct the readiest way To other men and be a slave my selfe Co. Nay good Sir be not mov'd I am your servant And will not be ungratefull for this knowledge Ser. Will you be walking home Co. I would desire to have my wife along Ser. You are too raw Be gon and take no notice where you left her Let her returne at leisure if she stay A moneth 't will be the better understand me This Gentleman can doe 't Exit Cozen Co.
demanded Which you like best among us point out me And then passe by as if you knew me not Flo. But what will that advantage thee Ger. O much Sir 'T will give me the preheminence of the rest Make me a King among 'em and protect me From all abuse such as are stronger might Offer my age Sir at your better leizure I will informe you further of the good It may do to me Flo. 'Troth thou mak'st me wonder Have you a King and Common-wealth among you Ger. We have there are States are governd worse Flo. Ambition among Beggars Ger Many great ones Would part with halfe their States to have the place And credit to beg in the first file Master But shall I be so much bound to your furtherance In my Petition Flo. That thou shalt not misse of Nor any worldly cane make me forget it I will be early there Ger. Heaven blesse my Master Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Higgen Ferret Prig Clause Jaculine Snap Gynkes and other Beggars Hig. COme Princes of the ragged regiment You 'o the blood Prig my most upright Lord And these what name or title e're they beare Jarkman or Patrico Cranke or Clapperdudgeon Frater or Abram-man I speake to all That stand in faire Election for the title Of King of Beggars with the command adjoyning Higgen your Orator in this Inter-regnum That whilom was your Dommerer doth beseech you All to stand faire and put your selves in ranke That the first Commer may at his first view Make a free choise to say up the question Fer. Pr. 'T is done Lord Higgen Hig. Thankes to Prince Prig Prince Ferret Fer. Well pray my Masters all Ferret be chosen Ye' ar like to have a mercifull mild Prince of me Prig. A very tyrant I an arrant tyrant If e're I come to reigne therefore looke to 't Except you do provide me hum enough And Lour to bouze with I must have my Capons And Turkeys brought me in with my green Geese And Ducklings i' th season fine fat chickens Or if you chance where an eye of tame Phesants Or Partridges are kept see they be mine Or straight I seize on all your priviledge Places revenues offices as forfeit Call in your crutches wooden legs false bellyes Forc'd eyes and teeth with your dead arms not leave you A durty clout to beg with o' your heads Or an old rag with Butter Frankinsence Brimstone and Rozen birdlime blood and creame To make you an old sore not so much sope As you may fome with i' th Falling-sicknesse The very bag you beare and the brown dish Shall be escheated All your daintiest dells too I will deflowr and take your dearest Doxyes From your warme sides and then some one cold night I 'le watch you what olde barne you goe to roost in And there I 'le smoother you all i' th musty hay Hig. This is tyrant-like indeed But what would Ginkes Or Clause be here if either of them should raigne Ger. Best aske an asse if he were made a Camell What he would be or a dog and he were a Lyon Ginks. I care not what you are Sirs I shall be A Begger still I am sure find my selfe there Enter Florez Snap O here a Judge comes Hig. Cry a Judge a Judge Flo. What aile you Sirs what means this out cry Hig. Master A sort of poor soules met Gods fools good Master Have had some little variance amongst our selves Who should be honestest of us and which lives Uprightest in his call Now 'cause we thought We ne're should gree on 't our selves because Indeed 't is hard to say we all dissolv'd to put it To whom that should come next and that 's your Mastership Who I hope will termine it as your mind serves you Right and no otherwise we aske it which Which does your Worship thinke is he sweet Master Looke over us all and tell us we are seven of us Like to the seven wise Masters or the Planets Flo. I should judge this the man with the grave beard And if he be not Ger. Blesse you good Master blesse you Flo. I would he were there 's something too amongst you To keep you all honest Exit Snap King of heaven goe with you Omn. Now good reward him May he never want it to comfort still the poor in a good houre Fer. What is 't see Snap ha's got it Snap A good crown marry Prig. A crown of gold Fer. For our new King good luck Ginks. To the common treasury with it if 't be gold Thither it must Prig. Spoke like a Patriot Ferret King Clause I bid God save thee first first Clause After this golden token of a crowne Wher 's Oratour Higgen with his gratuling speech now In all our names Fer. Here he is pumping for it Gin. H' has cough'd the second time 't is but once more And then it comes Fer. So out with all expect now Hig. That thou art chosen venerable Clause Our King and Soveraign Monarch o' th Maunders Thus we throw up our Nab-cheats first for joy And then our filches last we clap our fambles Three subject signes we do it without envy For who is he here did not wish thee chosen Now thou art chosen aske 'em all will say so Nay swear 't 't is for the King but let that passe When last in conference at the bouzing ken This other day we sate about our dead Prince Of famous memory rest goe with his rags And that I saw thee at the tables end Rise mov'd and gravely leaning on one Crutch Lift the other like a Scepter at my head I then presag'd thou shortly wouldst be King And now thou art so but what need presage To us that might have read it in thy beard As well as he that chose thee by that beard Thou wert found out and mark'd for Soveraignty O happy beard but happier Prince whose beard Was so remark'd as marked out our Prince Not bating us a haire Long may it grow And thick and faire that who lives under it May live as safe as under Beggars Bush Of which this is the thing that but the type Om. Excellent excellent oratour forward good Higgen Give him leave to spit the fine well-spoken Higgen Hig. This is the beard the bush or bushy-beard Under whose gold and silver raigne 't was said So many ages since we all should smile On impositions taxes grievances Knots in a State and whips unto a Subject Lye lurking in this Beard but all hem'd out If now the Beard be such what is the Prince That owes the Beard a Father no a Grandfather Nay the great Grand-father of you his people He will not force away your hens your bacon When you have ventur'd hard for 't nor take from you The fattest of your puddings under him Each man shall eate his own stolne eggs and butter In his owne shade or sun-shine and enjoy His owne deare Dell Doxy or Mort at night In his own
my leggs say mee not shamefully nay I will goe with you give me a singular quart Draw Of what wine sir Vber. Of Sack you that speake confusion at the bar of sack I say and every one his quart what a devill let ts be merry Draw You shall sir Exit Pet. We will sir and a dryed tongue Sil. And an Olive boy and a whole bunch of fidlers my head swimmes plaguely vds pretious I shall be claud Enter Drawer with foure quarts of wine Ric. Pray goe I can drinke no more thinke on your promise t is midnight Gentlemen Vb. O that it were dum midnight now not a word more every man on 's knees and betake himselfe to his saint heer 's to your wench seigneour all this then away Rich. I cannot drinke it Ped. T is a toy a toye away wo't Vber. Now dare I speake any thing to any body living come wher 's the fault off with it Ric. I have broke my wind call you this sack I wonder who made it he was a sure workeman for t is plaguy strong worke is it gone round Vb. T is at the last out of my way good boy is the moon up yet Draw Yes sir Vb. Where is she boy Draw There sir Vb. We shall have raine and thunder boy Draw When sir Vb. I cannot tell but sure we shall boy Draw The Gent. is wine wise Vber. Drawer Draw Here sir Vb. Can you procure Draw What sir Vber. A whore or two or three as need shall serve boy Sil. I a good whore were worth money boy Draw I protest sir we are all together unprovided Ric. The mor 's the pitty boy can you not vize us where my child Draw Neither in troth sir Ped. Why where were you brought up boy no jugling of a whore no ayme my boy Vber. It cannot sink in my head now that thou shouldst marry why shouldst thou marry tell me Rich. I marry I le be hang'd first some more wine boy Sil. Is she not a whore translated she be le ts repaire to her Ric. I cannot tell she may be an offender but signior Silvio I shall scratch your head indeed I shall Sil. Judge me I do most jest with thee what an she were inverted with her heeles upward like a traitors Coate what care I Vb. I hang her shall we fall out for her Rich. I am a little angry but these wenches did you not talke of wenches Sil. Boy lend me your candle Draw VVhy Sir Sil. To set fire to your rotten feeling you 'le keep no Whores Rogue no good members Draw VVhores Sir Silu. I whores Sir do you think we come to lye with your hogsheads Rich. I must beate the watch I have long'd for 't any time this three weekes Silu. VVee 'le beate the towne too and thou wilt we are proofe boy shall wee kill any body Rich. No but wee 'le hurt 'em dangerously Uber. Silu Now must I kill one I cannot avoide it boy easily afore there with your candle wher 's your Mistris Draw A bed Sir Sil. VVith whom Draw VVith my Master Uber. You lye Boy shee 's better brought up then to lye with her husband has he not cast his head yet next yeare he will be a velvet-headed Cuckold Draw You are a merry Gentleman there Sir take hold Exeunt Enter Viola Viola This is the place I have out told the Clock For hast he is not here Richardo no Now every power that loves and is belov'd Keep me from shame to night for all you know Each thought of mine is innocent and pure As flesh and blood can hold I cannot back I threw the key within and ere I raise My Father up to see his daughters shame I 'le set me downe and tell the Northern winde That it is gentler then the curling West If it will blow me dead but he will come I faith 't is cold if hee deceive mee thus A woman will not easily trust a man Hark what 's that Sil within Th' art over long at thy pott tom tom thou art over long at the pott tom Viol. Blesse me whos 's that Pedro within Whoo Uber. within There Boyes Viol. Darkenesse be thou my cover I must fly To thee I hast for help Enter Richardo Pedro Uberto Drawer with a torch Viol. They have a light Winde if thou lov'st a virgine blow it out And I will never shut a window more To keep thee from me Rich. Boy Draw Sir Rich. Why Boy Draw What say you Sir Rich. Why boy art thou drunk boy Draw What would you Sir Rich. Why very good where are wee Uber. I that 's the point Draw Why Sir you will be at your lodging presently Rich. I 'le go to no lodging Boy Draw VVhether will you go then Sir Rich. I 'le go no farther Draw For Gods sake Sir do not stay here all night Rich. No more I will not boy lay me downe and rowle me to a whore Uber. And mee Ped. There spoke an Silvio Then set your foote to my foote up tailes all Viola That is Richardo what a noyse they make 'T is ill don on 'em heere Sirs Richardo Rich What 's that Boy Dra. 'T is a wench Sir pray Gent. come away Viol. O my deare love how doest thou Rich. My sweet hart even as thou seest Ped. Wher 's thy wench Uber. VVher 's this bed worme Viol. Speake softly for the love of heaven Draw Mistris get you gone and doe not entice the gent. now you see thei 're drunke or I le call the watch and lay you fast enough Vio. Alas what are you or what doe you meane Sweet love wher 's the place Ric. Marry sweet love ee'n here lye downe I le feese you Vio. Good god what meane you Ped. I le have the wench Vber. If you can get her Sil. No I le lye with the wench to night and she shall be yours to morrow Ped. Let goe the wench Sil. Let you goe the wench Viol. O Gent. as you had mothers Vber. They had no mothers they are the sons of bitches Ric. Let that be maintain'd Sil. Marry then Viol. Oh blesse me heaven Vber. How many is there on s Ric. About five Vber. Why then le ts fight three to three Draw and fall downe Sil. Content Draw The watch the watch the watch where are you Exit Ric. Where are these cowards Ped. Ther 's the whore Viol. I never saw a drunken man before But these I thinke are so Sil. Oh! Ped. I mist you narrowly there Viol. My state is such I know not how to thinke A prayer fit for me only I could move That never maiden more might be in love Exit Enter Drawer Constable and Watch Watch. Where are they boy Draw Make no such hast sir they are no runners Vb. I am hurt but that 's all one I shall light upon some of ye Pedro thou art a tall Gent. let me kisse thee Watch. My friend Vber. Your friend you ly Ric. Stand further off the
you keep mee Moth. What giggombob have wee here pray god you have not pilfer'd this some where th' art such a puling thing wipe your eyes and rise go your wayes Allexander bid the Cook mince some more meate come and get you to bed quickly that you may up betime i' th morning a milking or you and I shall fall out worse yet Exit Mother and Allexander Viola She has hurt my arme I am afraid she is a very angry woman but blesse him heaven that did me the most wrong I am a fraide Antonious wife should see mee she will knowe mee Mother within Melvia Viola I am coming shee 's not angry agen I hope Exit Enter Mercury Mer. Now what am I the better for enjoying This woman that I lov'd so all I finde That I before immaginde to be happy Now I have done it turnes to nothing else But a poore pittied and a base repentance Udsfoote I am monstrous angry with my selfe Why should a man that has discourse and reason And knowes how neere he looses all in these things Covet to have his wishes satisfied Which when they are are nothing but the shame I do begin to loath this woman straingly And I thinke justly too that durst adventure Flinging away her modesty to take A stranger to her bed her husbands body Being scarce cold in the earth for her content It was no more to take my sences with Then if I had an idle dream had in sleep Yet I have made her promises which grieves me And I must keep 'em too I thinke she hunts me The Devill cannot keep these women off When they are fletched once Enter VVife in night atire VVife To bed for gods sake Sir why do you stay heer Some are up i' th house I hard the wife Good deare sweete hart to bed Merc. Why I am going why do you follow me You would not have it knowne I hope pray get you Back to your chamber the dores hard by for mee Let me alone I warrant you this it is To thresh well have got a customer Will you go to bed VVife Will you Mer. Yes I am going VVife Then remember your promise you made to marry mee Mer. I will but it was your fault that it came To this pinch now that it must neede remembrance For out of honesty I offer'd you To marry you first why did you slacke that offer Wife Alas I told you the inconvenience of it And what wrong it would appeare to the world If I had married you in such post hast After his death beside the foolish people VVould have beene bold to have thought wee had lyen together in his time and like enough imagin'd VVe two had murthered him Mer. I love her tongue yet If I were a Saint A gilded Saint and such a thing as this Should prate thus wittily and feelingly Unto my holinesse I cannot tell But I feare shrewdly I should doe something That would quite scratch me out o' the Kallender And if I stay longer talking with her Though I am mad at what I have done already Yet I shall forget my selfe againe I feele the Divell Ready to hold my stirrop pray to bed god-night Wife This kisse god-night sweet Love And peace goe with thee thou hast prov'd thy selfe The honestest man that ever was entic'd To that sweet sin as people please to call it Of lying with anothers VVife and I I thinke the honestest woman without blushing That ever lay with another man I sent my husband Into a Cellar post fearing and justly He should have knowne him which I did not purpose Till I had had my end VVell now this plot is perfect let him bragge on 't Exit Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Justice and Curio with a paper Just. BIrlady Sir you have rid hard that you have Cur. They that have businesse must do so I take it Just. You say true when set you out my friend Cur. About ten a clock and I have rid all night Just. By the masse you are tough indeed I have seene the day I would have rid too with the proudest of them and fling durt in their faces and I have don 't with this foolish boy sir many a time but what can last alwayes 't is done 't is done now Sir age care and office brings us to our footecloathes the more the pitty Curio I believe that Sir but will it please you to read the businesse Just. My friend I can read an I can tell you when Cur. Would I could too Sir for my hast requires it Just. Whence comes it do you say Cur. Sir from the Citty Justice O from the City 't is a reverent place Curio And his justice bee as short as his memory A Dudgion Dagger will serve him to mow downe sinne withall What clod pole Commissioner is this Just. And by my faith govern'd by worthy member Discreete and upright Curio Sir they are beholding to you you have given some of them a commendations they were not worthy of this twenty yeares Just. Go to go to you have a merry meaning I have found you sir ifaith you are a wag away fye now I 'le read Your letter Curio Pray do sir what a misery 't is To have an urgent businesse wait the Justice Of such an old Tuff taffity that knowes not Nor can be brought to understand more sence Then how to restore supprest Ale-houses And have his man compound small trespasses For ten groates Just. Sir it seems here your businesse is of deeper circumstance then I conceiv'd it for what do you meane Sir Cur. 'T is for mine owne ease I 'le assure your VVorship Just. It shall not be ifaith friend here I have it That one Antonio a Gentleman I take it so Yes it is so a Gentleman is lately thought to Have been made away and by my faith upon a Perles ground too if you consider wel there 's Knavery in 't I see that without spectacles Cur. Sure this fellow deals in revelation he 's so hidden Goe thy wayes thou wilt sicke a bench spit as formally And shew thy agot and hatch'd chaine As well as the best of them Just. And now I have consider'd I beleeve it Cur. VVhat Sir Just. That he was murdered Cur. Did you know him Just. No Cur. Nor how it is suppos'd Just. No nor I care not two-pence those are toyes and yet I verily beleeve hee was murdered as sure as I beleeve thou art a man I never failde in these things yet weare a man that 's beaten to these matters experience is a certaine conceal'd thing that failes not pray let me aske you one thing why doe you come to me Cur. Because the letter is addrest to you being the nearest Justice Iust. The nearest is that all Cur. I thinke it be Sir I would be loth you should bee the wisest Iust. Well Sir as it is I will endeavour in it yet if it had come to me by name I know not but I thinke it had
the bonnie Broom Come buy my Birchen Broom i th' warres we have no more room Buy all my bonnie Broom For a kisse take two If those will not doe For a little little pleasure Take all my whole treasure If all these will not do 't Take the Broom-man to boot Broom Broom the bonnie Broome 2. Song 1 Sol. The wars are done and gone And Souldiers now neglected Pedlers are Come maidens come alone For I can shew you handsome handsome ware Powders for for the head And drinks for your bed To make yee blith and bonney As well in the night we souldiers can fight And please a young wench as any 2 Sol. I have fine Potato's Ripe Potato's 3. Song 3 Sol. Will ye buy any Honesty come away I sell it openly by day I bring no forced light nor no Candle To cozen yee come buy and handle This will shew the great man good The Trades-man where he sweares and lyes Each Lady of a noble bloud The Citie dame to rule her eyes Ye are rich men now come buy and then I le make yee richer honest-men 4. Song 4 Sol. Have ye any crackt maiden-heads to new leach or mend Have ye any old maiden-heads to sell or to change Bring 'em to me with a little pretty gin I le clout 'em I le mend 'em I le knock in a pin Shall make 'em as good maids agen As ever they have bin Bor. What means all this why do y' sel Brooms Ancient Is it in wantonnesse or want An. The onely reason is To sweep your Lordships conscience here 's one for the nonce Gape sir you have swallowed many a goodlier matter The onely casting for a crazie conscience 3 Sol. Will your Lordship buy any honestie 't will be worth your money Bor. How is this 3 Sol. Honestie my Lord 't is here in a quill An. Take heed you open it not for 't is so subtle The least puffe of wind will blow it out o th' kingdome 2 Sol. Will your Lordship to taste a fine Potato 'T will advance your wither'd state Anc. Fill your honour full of most noble itches And make Jack dance in your Lordships breeches 1 Sol. If your daughters on their beds Have bow'd or crackt their maiden-heads If in a Coach with two much tumbling They chance to crie fie fo what fumbling If her foot slip and downe fall shee And break her leg 'bove the knee The one and thirtieth of Februarie let this be tane And they shall be arrant maids againe Bor. Ye are brave souldiers keep your wantonnesse A winter will come on to shake this wilfulnesse Disport your selves when you want your money Ex. Anc. Broom Broom c. Exit singing Scaene 6. Enter Alinda Honora Viola Al. You must not be so fearefull little one Nor Lady you so sad you will ne're make Courtiers With these dull sullen thoughts this place is pleasure Preserv'd to that use so inhabited And those that live here live delightfull joyfull These are the Gardens of Adonis Ladies Where all sweets to their free and noble uses Grow ever young and courted Hon. Blesse me heaven Can things of her yeares arrive at these rudiments By your leave fair gentlewoman how long have you bin here Al. Faith much about a week Hon. You have studied hard And by my faith arriv'd at a great knowledge Viol. Were not you bashfull at first Al. I I for an houre or two But when I saw people laugh'd at me for it And thought it a dull breeding Hon. You are govern'd here then Much after the mens opinions Al. Ever Ladie Hon. And what they think is honourable Al. Most precisely We follow with all faith Hon. A goodly Catechisme Viol. But bashfull for an houre or two Al. Faith to say true I do not think I was so long for look yee T is to no end here put on what shape ye will And soure your selfe with ne're so much austeritie You shall be courted in the same and won too 'T is but some two houres more and so much time lost Which we hold pretious here In so much time now As I have told you this you may lose a servant Your age nor all your Art can e're recover Catch me occasion as she comes hold fast there Till what you doe affect is ripn'd to yee Has the Duke seen yee yet Ho. What if he have not Al. You doe your beauties too much wrong appearing So full of sweetnesse newnesse set so richly As if a Councell beyond nature fram'd yee Hon. If we were thus say heaven had given these blessings Must we turne these to sin-oblations Al. How foolishly this Countrey way shewes in ye How full of flegme doe you come here to pray Ladies You had best crie stand away let me alone gentlemen I le tell my father else Viol. This woman 's naught sure A verie naughtie woman Hon. Come say on friend I le be instructed by ye Al. You 'll thank me for 't Ho. Either I or the devil shal The Duke you were speaking of Al. 'T is well remembred yes let him first see you Appeare not openly till he has view'd yee Hon. Hee 's a very noble Prince they say Al. O wondrous gracious And as you may deliver your selfe at the first viewing For look ye you must beare your selfe yet take heed It be so season'd with a sweet humilitie And grac'd with such a bountie in your beautie Hon. But I hope he will offer me no ill Al. No no 'T is like he Will kisse ye and play with ye Hon. Plaie with me how Al. Why good Lord that you are such a foole now No harme assure your selfe Viol. Will ye play with me too Al. Look babies in your eyes my prettie sweet one Ther 's a fine sport doe you know your lodgings yet Hon. I heare of none Al. I doe then they are handsome Convenient for accesse Viol. Accesse Al. Yes little one For visitation of those friends and servants Your beauties shall make choice of friends and visits Doe not you know those uses Alas poore novice There 's a close Cowch or two handsomely placed too Viol. What are those I pray you Al. Who would be troubled with such raw things they are to lie upon And your love by ye and discourse and toy in Viol. Alas I have no love Al. You must by any meanes You 'll have a hundred feare not Viol. Honestie keep me What shall I doe with all those Al. You 'll finde uses Ye are ignorant yet let time work you must learne too To lie handsomly in your bed a mornings neatly drest In a most curious VVastcoat to set ye off well Play with your Bracelets sing you must learn to rhime to And riddle neatlie studie the hardest language And 't is no matter whether it be sense or no So it goe seemlie off Be sure yee profit In kissing kissing sweetly there lies a maine point A key that opens to all practick pleasure I le helpe yee to
it but with caution But be not seen to talke with me familiarly But at fit distance or not seen at all It were the better you know my Ladies humour Shee is all honour and compos'd of goodnesse As she pretends and you having no businesse How jealous may she grow Leon I will be rul'd But you have promis'd and I must enjoy you Clar. We shall finde time for that you are too hastie Make your selfe fit and I shall make occasion Deliberation makes best in that businesse And contents every way Leon But you must feed This foolish Steward with some shadow of A future favour that we may preserve him To be our instrument Clar. Hang him Leon For my sake sweet I undertook to speak for him any bauble Or slight employment in the way of service Will feed him fat Clar. Leave him to me Enter Malfort Malf. She comes My Lady Clar. I will satisfie her Mal. How far have you prevail'd Leon Observe Clar. Mounsieur Malfort I must be briefe my cousin hath spoke much In your behalfe and to give you some proof I entertaine you as my servant You shall have the grace Leon Upon your knee receive it Clar. And take it a speciall favour from me To tye my shooe Malf. I am ore-joy'd Leon Good reason Clar. You may come higher in time Leon No more the Lady Enter Calista Malf. She frownes Clar. I thanke you for this visit cousin But without leave hereafter from my Lady I dare not change discourse with you Malf. Pray you take your mornings draught Leon I thank you Exeunt Leon Malfort Happinesse attend your honour Calist. Who gave warrant to this private parle Clar. My innocence I hope My conference with a kinseman cannot call Your anger on me Calist. Kinsman Let me have No more of this as you desire you may continue mine Clar. Why Madam under pardon Suppose him otherwise yet comming in A lawfull way it is excusable Calist. How 's this Clar. I grant you are made of purenesse And that your tendernesse of honour holds The soveraigntie o're your passions Yet you have A noble Husband with allow'd embraces To quench lascivious fires should such flame in you As I must ne're believe Were I the wife Of one that could but zanie brave Cleander Even in his least perfections excuse My ore-bold inference I should desire To meet no other object Cal. You grow saucie Doe I look further Clar. No deare Madam and It is my wonder or astonishment rather You could deny the service of Lisandar A man without a rivall one the King And Kingdome gazes on with admiration For all the excellencies a mother could Wish in her onely sonne Cal. Did not mine honour And Obligation to Cleander force me To be deafe to his complaints Clar. 'T is true but yet Your rigor to command him from your presence Argu'd but small compassion the Groves Witnesse his grievous sufferings your faire name Upon the rhinde of every gentle Poplar And amorous Myrtle trees to Venus sacred With adoration carv'd and kneel'd unto This you unseen of him both saw and heard Without compassion and what receiv'd he For his true sorrowes but the heavy knowledge That 't was your peremptory will and pleasure How e're my Lord liv'd in him he should quit Your sight and house for ever Cal. I confesse I gave him a strong potion to worke Upon his hot bloud and I hope 't will cure him Yet I could wish the cause had concern'd others I might have met his sorrowes with more pittie At least have lent some counsell to his miseries Though now for honour sake I must forget him And never know the name more of Lisander Yet in my justice I am bound to grant him Laying his love aside most truely noble But mention him no more this instant houre My brother Lidian new return'd from travaile And his brave friend Clarange long since rivalls For faire and rich Olinda are to heare Her absolute determination whom She pleases to elect see all things ready To entertain 'em and on my displeasure No more words of Lisander Clar. She endures to heare him nam'd by no tongue but her owne How e're she carries it I know she loves him Exit Cal. Hard nature hard condition of poore women That where we are most su'd too we must flye most The trees grow up and mixe together freely The Oke not envious of the sailing Cedart The lustie Vine not jealous of the Ivie Because she clips the Elme the flowers shoot up And wantonly kisse one another hourely This blossome glorying in the others beauty And yet they smell as sweet and look as lovely But we are ty'd to grow alone O honour Thou hard Law to our lives chaine to our freedomes He that invented thee had many curses How is my soule divided O Cleander My best deserving husband O Lisander The truest lover that e're sacrific'd To Cupid against Hymen O mine honour A Tyrant yet to be obey'd and 't is But justice we should thy strict Lawes endure Since our obedience to thee keeps us pure Exit Enter Cleander Lidian and Clarange Clean. How insupportable the difference Of deare friends is the sorrow that I feele For my Lisanders absence one that stampes A reverend print on friendship does assure me You are rivals for a Lady a faire Lady And in the acquisition of her favours Hazard the cutting of that Gordion knot From your first childhood to this present houre By all the tyes of love and amity fastend I am blest in a wife heaven make me thankefull Inferiour to none sans pride I speake it Yet if I were a free-man and could purchase At any rate the certainty to enjoy Lisanders conversation while I liv'd Forgive me my Caliste and the Sexe I never would seeke change Lid. My Lord and brother I dare not blame your choice Lisanders worth Being a Mistris to be ever courted Nor shall our equall suit to faire Olinda Weaken but adde strength to our true affection With zeale so long continued Claran. When we know Whom she prefers as she can choose but one By our so long tride friendship we have vow'd The other shall desist Clea. 'T is yet your purpose But how this resolution will hold In him that is refus'd is not alone Doubtfull but dangerous Enter Malfort Malf. The rich heire is come sir Cleand. Madam Olinda Malf. Yes sir and makes choice After some little conference with my Lady Of this room to give answer to her suitors Cle. Already both look pale between your hopes To win the prize and your despaire to lose What you contended for Lid. No sir I am arm'd Clar. I confident of my interest Cle. I le beleeve ye when you have endur'd the test Enter Caliste Olinda and Clarinda Malf. Is not your garter Unty'd you promis'd that I should grow higher In doing you service Clar. Fall off or you lose mee Exit Malf. Cle. Nay take your place no Paris now sits judge On the
thou upbraid my vertues Ruy. I was too blame Lady Quisar. So blindly bold to touch at my behaviour Durst thou but looke amisse at my allowance If thou hadst been a brave fellow thou hadst had some licence Some liberty I might have then allowed thee For thy good face some scope to have argued with me But being nothing but a sound a shape The meere signe of a Souldier of a Lover The dregs and drafty part disgrace and jealousie I scorne thee and contemne thee Ru. Dearest Lady If I have been too free Quisar. Thou hast been too foolish And goe on still I 'le study to forget thee I would I could and yet I pitty thee Exit Ru. I am not worth it if I were that 's misery The next doore is but death I must aime at it Exit Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter King and Governor like a Moore Priest Kin. SOe far and truly you have discovered to me The former currents of my life and fortune That I am bound to acknowledge ye most holy And certainly to credit your predictions Of what are yet to come Gov. I am no lyer 'T is strange I should and live so neare a neighbour But these are not my ends Kin. Pray ye sit good father Certaine a reverend man and most religious Gov. I that beliefe 's well now and let me worke then I 'le make ye curse religion ere I leave ye I have liv'd a long time son a mewd up man Sequester'd by the speciall hand of heaven From the worlds vanities bid farewell to follies And shooke hands with all heats of youth and pleasures As in a dreame these twenty yeares I have slumber'd Many a cold moone have I in meditation And searching out the hidden wils of heaven Laine shaking under many a burning Sun Has fear'd my body and boyl'd up my bloud Feebl'd my knees and stampt a Meagernesse Upon my figure all to find out knowledge Which I have now attained too thankes to heaven All for my countries good too and many a vision Many a misticke vision have I seen son And many a sight from heaven which has been terrible Wherein the goods and evils of these Islands Were lively shadowed many a charge I have had too Still as the time grew ripe to reveale these To travell and discover now I am come son The houre is now appointed My tongue is touch'd and now I speake Kin. Do holy man I 'le heare ye Gov. Beware these Portugals I say beware 'em These smooth fac'd strangers have an eye upon 'em The cause is now the God's heare and beleeve King King I do heare but before I give rash credit Or hang too light on beliefe which is a sin father Know I have found 'em gentle faithfull valiant And am in my particular bound to 'em I meane to some for my most strange deliverance Gov. O Son the future aimes of men observe me Above their present actions and their glory Are to be look'd at the stars shew many turnings If you could see marke but with my eyes pupill These men came hether as my vision tels me Poore weatherbeaten almost lost starv'd feebled Their vessels like themselves most miserable Made a long sute for traffique and for comfort To vent their childrens toyes cure their diseases They had their sute they landed and too th' rate Grew rich and powerfull suckt the fat and freedome Of this most blessed Isle taught her to tremble Witnesse the Castle here the Cittadell They have clapt upon the necke of your Tidore This happy town till that she knew these strangers To check her when shee 's jolly Kin. They have so indeed father Gov. Take heed take heed I find your faire delivery Though you be pleas'd to glorifie that fortune And thinke these strangers Gods take heed I say I find it but a hansome preparation A faire fac'd Prologue to a further mischiefe Marke but the end good King the pin he shootes at That was the man deliver'd ye the mirrour Your Sister is his due what 's she your heire sir And what 's he a kin then to the Kingdome But heires are not ambitious who then suffers What reverence shall the Gods have and what justice The miserable people what shall they doe Kin. He points at truth directly Gov. Thinke of these son The person nor the manner I mislike not Of your preserver nor the whole man together Were he but season'd in the faith we are Ne our devotions learn'd King You say right father Gov. To change our worships now and our Religion To be traytor to our God King You have well advised me And I will seriously consider father In the meane time you shall have your faire accesse Unto my sister advise her to your purpose And let me still know how the Gods determine Gov. I will but my maine end is to advise The destruction of you all a generall ruine And then I am reveng'd let the Gods whistle Exeunt Enter Ruy Dias and Pyniero Ruy. Indeed I am right glad ye were not greedie And suddaine in performing what I wild you Upon the person of Armusia I was affraid for I well knew your valour And love to me Py. 'T was not a faire thing unckle It shewd not hansome carried no man in it Ruy. I must confesse 't was ill and I abhor it Only this good has risen from this evill I have tried your honestie and find proofe A constancie that will not be corrupted And I much honour it Py. This Bell sounds better Ruy. My anger now and that disgrace I have suffer'd Shall be more manly vented and wip'd off And my sicke honour cur'd the right and straight way My Swords in my hand now nephew my cause upon it And man to man one vallour to another My hope to his Py. Why this like Ruy Dias This carries something of some substance in it Some mettle and some man this sounds a gentleman And now methinkes ye utter what becomes ye To kill men scurvily 't is such a dog tricke Such a ratcatchers occupation Ru. It is no better But Pyniero now Py. Now I do bravely Ru. The difference of our states slung by forgotten The full opinion I have won in service And such respects that may not shew us equall Laid hansomely aside only our fortunes And single manhoods Py. In a service sir Of this most noble nature all I am If I had ten lives more those and my fortunes Are ready for ye I had thought ye had forsworn fighting Or banish'd those brave thoughts were wont to waite upon you Shews a Challenge I am glad to see 'em cal'd home agen Ruy. They are nephew And thou shall see what fire they carry in them Here you guesse what this meanes Py. Yes very well sir A portion of Scripture that puzzels many an interpreter Ruy. As soone as you can find him Py. That will not be long unckle And o' my conscience hee le be ready as quickly Ruy. I
make no doubt good Nephew carry it so If you can possible that we may sight Py. Nay you shall fight assure your selfe Ru. Pray ye heare me In some such place where it may be possible The Princesse may behold us Py. I conceive ye Upon the sand behind the Castle sir A place remote enough and there be windows Out of her lodgings too or I am mistaken Ruy. Y' are i' th' right if ye can worke that hansomly Py. Let me alone and pray be you prepar'd Some three houres hence Ruy. I will not faile Py. Get you home And if you have any things to dispose of Or a few light prayers That may befriend you run 'em over quickely I warrant I 'le bring him on Ruy. Farewell Nephew And when we meet againe Py. I I fight handsomely Take a good draught or two of wine to settle ye 'T is an excellent armour for an ill conscience Unckle I am glad to see this mans conversion I was affraid faire honour had been bedrid Or beaten out o' th' Island souldiers and good ones Intended such base courses he will fight now And I beleeve too bravely I have seene him Curry a fellowes carkasse hansomely And in the head of a troope stand as if he had been rooted there Dealing large doles of death what a rascall was I I did not see his will drawn What does she here Enter Quisara If there be any mischief toward a woman makes one stil Now what new businesse is for me Quisar. I was sending for ye But since we have met so faire You have sav'd that labour I must entreat you sir Py. Any thing Madam Your wils are my commands Qusar. Y' are nobly courteous Upon my better thoughts Signeor Pyniero And my more peaceable considerations Which now I find the richer ornaments I wou'd desire you to attempt no farther Against the person of the noble stranger In truth I am ashamd of my share in 't Nor be incited further by your unckle I see it will sit ill upon your person I have considered and it will shew ugly Carried at best a most unheard of cruelty Goood sir desist Py. You speake now like a woman And wondrous well this tendernesse becomes ye But this you must remember your command Was laid on with a kisse and seriously It must be taken off the same way Madam Or I stand bound still Quisar. That shall not endanger ye Looke ye faire sir thus I take off that duty Py. by th' masse 't was soft and sweet Some blouds would bound now And run a tilt do not you thinke bright beauty You have done me in this kisse a mighty favour And that I stand bound by vertue of this honour To do what ever you command me Quisar. I thinke sir From me these are unusuall curtesies And ought to be respected so there are some And men of no mean ranke would hold themselves Not poorely blest to taste of such a bounty Py. I know there are that wou'd do many unjust things For such a kisse and yet I hold this modest All villanies body and soule dispence with For such a provocation kill their kindred Demolish the faire credits of their Parents Those kisses I am not acquainted with most certaine Madam The appurtenance of this kisse wou'd not provoke me To do a mischief 't is the devils owne dance To be kiss'd into cruelty Quisar. I am glad you make that use sir Py. I am gladder That you made me beleeve you were cruell For by this hand I know I am so honest However I deceiv'd ye 't was high time too Some common slave might have been set upon it else That willingly I wou'd not kill a dog That could but fetch and carry for a woman She must be a good woman made me kick him And that will be hard to find to kill a man If you will give me leave to get another Or any she that plaid the best game at it And fore a womans anger prefer her fancy Quisar. I take it in you well Py. I thanke ye Lady And I shall study to confirme it Quisar. Do sir For this time and this present cause I low it Most holy sir Enter Governour Quisana and Panura Gov. Blesse ye my royall daughter And in you blesse this Island heaven Quisar. Good Aunt What thinke ye of this man Quisan. Sure is a wise man And a religious he tels us things have hapned So many yeares agoe almost forgotten As readily as if they were done this houre Quisar. Does he not meet with your sharpe tongue Pan. He tels me Madam Marriage and mouldy cheese will make me tamer Gov. A stubborne keeper and worse fare An open stable and cold care Will tame a Jade may be your share Pan. Bi r Lady a sharp prophet when this proves good I 'le bequeath you a skin to make ye a hood Gov. Lady I would talke with you Quisar. Do reverend sir Gov. And for you good for that that must concerne ye And give eare wisely to me Quisar. I shall father Gov. You are a Princess of that excellence Sweetnesse and grace that Angell-like faire feature Nay do not blush I doe not flatter you Nor do I dote in telling this I am amazed Lady And as I thinke the gods bestow'd these on ye The gods that love ye Quisar. I confesse their bounty Gov. Apply it then to their use to their honour To them and to their service give this sweetnesse They have an instant great use of your goodnesse You are a Saint esteem'd here for your beauty And may a longing heart Quisar. I seeke no fealty Nor will I blemish that heaven has seal'd on me I know my worth indeed the Portugals I have at those commands and their last services Nay even their lives so much I thinke my hansomnesse That what I shall enjoyne Gov. Use it discreetly For I perceive ye understand me rightly For here the gods regard your helpe and suddenly The Portugals like sharpe thornes marke me Lady Sticke in our sides like razors wound religion Draw deep they wound till the life bloud followes Our gods they spurne at and their worships scorne A mighty hand they beare upon our government These are the men your miracle must worke on Your heavenly forme either to roote them out Which as you may endeavour will be easie Remember whose great cause you have to execute To nip their memory that may not spring more Or fairely bring 'em home to our devotions Which will be blessed and for which you sainted But cannot be and they go let me buzzle Quisar. Go up with me Where wee 'l converse more privately I 'le shew ye shortly how I hold their temper And in what chaine their soules Gov. Keep fast that hold still And either bring that chaine and those bound in it And linke it to our gods and their faire worships Or daughter pinch their hearts a peeces with it I 'le waite upon your grace Quisar. Come reverend father Waite you below
with all my heart here I forgive thee And fight or fight not doe but goe along with us And keep my dog Lieu. I love a good dog naturally 1 Gent. What 's all this stir Lieutenant Lieut. Nothing Sir But a slight matter of argument Leo. Pox take thee Sure I shall love this rogue he 's so pretty a Coward Come gentlemen let 's up now and if fortune Dare play the slut againe I le never more Saint her Come play fellow come prethee come up come chicken I have a way shall fit yet A tame knave Come look upon us Lieu. I le tell ye who does best boyes Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Antigonus and Menippus above Men. I saw her comming out Ant. VVho waits upon her Men. Tymon Charinthus and some other gentlemen By me appointed Ant. VVhere 's your wife Men. Shee 's ready To entertaine her here sir and some Ladies Fit for her lodgings Ant. How shews she in her trim now Men. Oh most divinely sweet Ant. Prethee speak softly How does she take her comming Men. She beares it bravely But what she thinks I or heaven sake sir preserve me If the Prince chance to finde this Ant. Peace ye old foole She thinks to meet him here Men. That 's all the Project Ant. VVas she hard to bring Men. No she believ'd it quickly And quickly made her selfe fit the Gowne a little And those new things she has not been acquainted with At least in this place where she liv'd a prisoner Troubled and stirr'd her minde But believe me sir She has worne as good they sit so apted to her And she is so great a Mistris of disposure Here they come now but take a full view of her Enter Celia Tymon Charinthus and Gent. How cheerefully she looks how she salutes all And how she viewes the place she is very yong sure That was an admirable smile a catching one The very twang of Cupids bow sung to it She has two-edg'd eyes they kill o' both sides Men. She makes a stand as though she would speak Ant. Be still then Cel. Good Gentlemen trouble your selves no further I had thought sure to have met a noble friend here Tym. Yee may meet many Lady Cel. Such as you are I covet few or none sir Char. VVill you walk this way And take the sweets o th' garden coole and close Lady Cel. Methinks this open aire 's farre better tend ye that way Pray where 's the woman came along Char. VVhat woman Cel. The woman of the house I lay at Tym. Woman Here was none came along sure Cel. Sure I am catcht then Pray where 's the Prince Char. He will not be long from yee We are his humble servants Cel. I could laugh now To see how finely I am cozn'd yet I feare not For sure I know a way to scape all dangers Tym. Madam your lodgings lye this way Cel. My Lodgings For heaven sake sir what office doe I beare here Ty. The great cōmander of all hearts Enter Leucippe and Ladies Cel. You have hit it I thank your sweet-heart for it Who are these now Char. Ladies that come to serve yee Cel. Well consider'd Are you my servants Lady Servants to your pleasures Cel. I dare believe ye but I dare not trust ye Catch'd with a trick well I must beare it patiently Methinkes this Court 's a neat place all the people Of such refin'd a size Tym. This is no poore rogue Leu. Were it a Paradice to please your fancy And entertaine the sweetnesse you bring with ye Cel. Take breath You are fat and many words may melt ye This is three Bawdes beaten into one blesse me heaven What shall become of me I am i' th' pitfall O' my conscience this is the old viper and all these little ones Creep every night into her belly do you heare plumpe servant And you my litle sucking Ladies you must teach me For I know you are excellent at carriage How to behave my selfe for I am rude yet But you say the Prince will come Lady Will flie to see you Cel. For look you if a great man say the King now Should come and visit me Men. She names ye Ant. Peace foole Cel. And offer me a kindnesse such a kindnesse Leu. I such a kindnesse Cel. True Lady such a kindnesse What shall that kindnesse be now Leu. A witty Lady Learne little ones learne Cel. Say it be all his favour Leu. And a sweet saying 't is Cel. And I grow peevish Leu. You must not be neglectfull Cel. There 's the matter There 's the maine doctrine now and I may misse it Or a kind hansome Gentleman Leu. You say well Cel. They 'l count us basely bred Leu. Not freely nurtur'd Cel I 'le take thy counsell Leu. 'T is an excellent woman Cel. I find a notable volume here a learnd one Which way for I would faine be in my chamber In truth sweet Ladies I grow weary fie How hot the aire beats on me Lady This way Madam Cel. Now by mine honour I grow wondrous faint too Leu. Your fans sweet Gentlewomen your fans Cel. Since I am foold I 'le make my self some sport though I pay deare for 't Ex. Men. You see now what a manner of woman she is sir Ant. Thou art an asse Men. Is this a fit love for the Prince Ant. A coxcombe Now by my crowne a deintie wench a sharpe wench And a matchlesse spirit how she Jeer'd 'em How carelesly she scoff'd 'em use her nobly I would I had not seen her waite anon And then you shall have more to trade upon Exeunt Scaene 5. Enter Leontius and the 2 Gentlemen Leo. We must keep a round and a strong watch to night The Prince will not charge the Enemy till the morning But for the trick I told ye for this rascall This rogue that health and strong heart makes a coward 1 Gent. I if it take Leo. Ne're feare it the Prince has it And if he let it fall I must not know it He will suspect me presently but you two May helpe the plough 2 Gent. That he is sicke again Leo. Extreamely sicke his disease growne incurable Never yet found nor touch'd at Ent. Lieutenant 2 Gent. Well we have it And here he comes Leo. The Prince has been upon him What a flatten face he has now it takes beleeve it How like an asse he lookes Lieu. I feele no great paine At least I thinke I do not yet I feele sensibly I grow extreamely faint how cold I sweat now Leo. So so so Lieu. And now 't is ev'n too true I feele a pricking A pricking a strange pricking how it tingles And as it were a stitch too the Prince told me And every one cri'd out I was a dead man I had thought I had been as well Leo. Upon him now boyes And do it most demurely 1 Gent. How now Lieutenant Lieu. I thanke ye Gentlemen 1 Gent Life how lookes this man How dost thou good Lieutenant 2 Gent.
so by the violence it wrought with Yet now the fits ev'n off Men. I beseech your Grace Ant. Nay I forgive thy wife with all my heart And am right glad she dranke it not her selfe And more glad that the vertuous maid escapt it I would not for the world ' thad hit but that this Souldier Lord how he lookes that he should take this vomit Can he make rimes too 2 Gent. Has made a thousand sir And plaies the burthen to 'em on a Jewes-trump Ant. He lookes as though he were bepist do you love me sir Lie Yes surely even with all my heart Ant. I thanke ye I am glad I have so good a subject but pray ye tell me How much did ye love me before ye dranke this matter Lie Even as much as a sober man might a Souldier That your Grace owes just halfe a yeares pay to Ant. Well remembred And did I seeme so young and amiable to ye Lieu. Methought you were the sweetest youth Ant. That 's excellent Lieu. I truly sir and ever as I thought on ye I wish'd and wish'd Ant. What didst thou wish I prethee Lieu. Ev'n that I had been a wench of fifteene for ye A hansome wench sir Ant. Why God a mercy Souldier I seeme not so now to thee Lieu. Not all out And yet I have a grudging to your Grace still Ant. Thou wast never in love before Lieu. Not with a King And hope I shall never be again Truly sir I have had such plundges and such bickrings And as it were such runnings atilt within me For whatsoever it was provok't me toward ye Ant. God-a-mercy still Lieu. I had it with a vengeance It plaid his prize Ant. I would not have been a wench then Though of this age Lieu. No sure I should have spoiled ye Ant. Well goe thy waies of all the lusty lovers That ere I saw wilt have an other potion Lieu. If you will be another thing have at ye Ant. Ha ha ha give me thy hand from henceforth thou art my souldier Do bravely I le love thee as much Lieu. I thanke ye But if you were mine enemie I would not wish it ye I beseech your Grace pay me my charge 2 Gen. That 's certaine sir Has bought up all that ere he found was like ye Or any thing you have lov'd that he could purchase Old horses that your Grace has ridden blind founder'd Dogs rosten hawkes and which is more then all this Has worne your Graces Gauntlet in his Bonnet An. Bring in your Bils mine own love shall be satisfi'd And sirrah for this potion you have taken I le point ye out a portion ye shall live on Men. T was the best draught that ere ye drunk Lieu. I hope so Ant. Are the Princes come to 'th Court Men. They are all and lodg'd sir Ant. Come then make ready for their entertainment Which presently wee 'l give wait you on me sir Lie I shal love drinke the better whilst I live boyes Ex. Scaene 3. Enter Demetrius and Leontius Dem. Let me but see her deare Leontius Let me but dye before her Leo. Would that would doe it If I knew where she lay now with what honestie You having flung so maine a mischiefe on her And on so innocent and sweet a Beautie Dare I present your visit Dem. I le repent all And with the greatest sacrifice of sorrow That ever Lover made Leo. T will be too late sir I know not what will become of you Dem. You can help me Le. It may be to her sight what are you nearer She has sworne she will not speake to ye looke upon ye And to love ye againe O she cries out and thunders She had rather love there is no hope Dem. Yes Leontius There is a hope which though it draw no love to it At least will draw her to lament my fortune And that hope shall relieve me Leo. Harke ye sir harke ye Say I should bring ye Dem. Do not trifle with me Leo. I will not trifle both together bring ye You know the wrongs ye done Dem. I do confesse 'em Leo. And if you should then jump into your fury And have another querke in your head Dem. I 'le dye first Leo. You must say nothing to her for 't is certaine The nature of your crime will admit no excuse Dem. I will not speake mine eyes shall tell my penance Leo. You must looke wondrous sad too Dem. I need not looke so I am truly sadnesse selfe Leo. That looke will do it Stay here I 'le bring her to you instantly But take heed how you beare your selfe sit down there The more humble you are the more she 'l take compassion Women are per'lous things to deale upon Exit Dem. What shall become of me to curse my fortune Were but to curse my father that 's too impious But under whatsoever fate I suffer Blesse I beseech thee heaven her harmlesse goodnesse Enter Leontius and Celia Leo. Now arme your selfe Cel. You have not brought him Leo. Yes faith And there he is you see in what poore plight too Now you may doe your will kill him or save him Cel. I will goe back Leo. I will be hang'd then Lady Are yee a coward now Cel. I cannot speak to him Dem. O me Leo. There was a sigh to blow a Church downe So now their eyes are fixt the small shot playes They will come toth ' batterie anon Cel. He weeps extreamly Leo. Raile at him now Cel. I dare not Leo. I am glad on 't Cel. Nor dare beleeve his teares Dem. You may blest beauty For those thicke streames that troubled my repentance Are crept out long agoe Leo. You see how he looks Cel. What have I to doe how he looks how lookt he then When with a poisoned truth he bit mine honour It was your counsell too to scorne and slight him Leo. I if ye saw fit cause and you confest too Except this sin he was the bravest gentleman The sweetest noblest I take nothing from ye Nor from your anger use him as you please For to say truth he had deserved your justice But still consider what he has been to you Cel. Pray doe not blinde me thus Dem. O gentle Mistris If there were any way to expiate A sinne so great as mine by intercession By praiers by daily teares by dying for ye O what a joy would close these eyes that love ye Leo. They say women have tender hearts I know not I am sure mine melts Cel. Sir I forgive ye heartily And all your wrong to me I cast behind me And wish ye a fit beauty to your vertues Mine is too poore in peace I part thus from you I must look back gods keep your Grace he 's here still Ex. Dem. She has forgiven me Leo. She has directed ye Up up and follow like a man away sir She lookt behind her twice her heart dwels here sir Ye drew teares from her too she cannot freeze thus
no my friends you are cozen'd the good Numerianus now is past the sense of wrong or injury Guard How dead Dio. Let your own eyes inform you Get. An Emperours Cabinet Fough I have known a Charnel-house smell sweeter If Emperours flesh have this savour what will mine do when I am rotten 1 Guard Most unheard-of villany 2 Guard And with all cruelty to be reveng'd 3 Guard Who is the murtherer name him that we may punish it in his family Dio. Who but Aper the barbarous and most ingrateful Aper His desperate Poniard printed on his brest this deadly wound hate to vow'd enemies findes a full satisfaction in death and Tyrants seek no farther He a Subject and bound by all the Ties of love and duty ended not so but does deny his Prince whose ghost forbad passage to his rest mourns by the Stygian shore his Funeral-Rites Nay weep not let your loves speak in your anger and to confirm you gave no suffrage to the damned Plot lend me your helping hands to wreak the Parricide and if you finde that there is worth in Diocles to deserve it make him your leader Guard A Diocles a Diocles Dio. We 'll force him from his Guards And now my Stars if you have any good for me in store shew it when I have slain this fatal Boar Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Delphia and Drusilla in a Throne drawn by Dragons Del. Fix here and rest a while your Sail-stretch'd wings that have out-stript the windes the eye of heaven durst not behold your speed but hid it self behinde the grossest clouds and the pale Moon pluckt in her silver horns trembling for fear that my strong Spells should force her from her Sphere such is the power of Art Dru. Good Aunt where are we Del. Look down Drusilla on these lofty Towers these spacious streets where every private house appears a Palace to receive a King the site the wealth the beauty of the place will soon inform thee 't is imperious Rome Rome the great Mistris of the conquer'd world Dru. But without Diocles it is to me like any wildernesse we have pass'd ore shall I not see him Del. Yes and in full glory and glut thy greedy eyes with looking on his prosperous successe Contain thy self for though all things beneath us are transparent the sharpest sighted were he Eagle-ey'd cannot discover us nor will we hang idle Spectators to behold his triumph Enter Diocles Maximinian Guard Aper Senators Geta Officers with Litter but when occasion shall present it self do something to adde to it See he comes Dru. How god-like he appears with such a grace the Giants that attempted to scale heaven when they lay dead on the Phlegrean plain Mars did appear to Jove Del. Forbear Dio. Look on this and when with horrour thou hast view'd thy deed thy most accursed deed be thine own judge and see thy guilt consider'd if thou canst perswade thy self whom thou stand'st bound to hate to hope or plead for mercy Aper I confesse my life 's a burden to me Dio. Thou art like thy name a cruel Boar whose snout hath rooted up the fruitful Vineyard of the Common-wealth I long have hunted for thee and since now thou art in the Toyl it is in vain to hope thou ever shalt break out thou dost deserve the Hangmans hook or to be punished more majorum whipt with rods to death or any way that were more terrible Yet since my future fate depends upon thee thus to fulfil great Delphia's Prophecie Aper thou fatal Boar receive the honour to fall by Diocles hand Shine clear my Stars that usher'd me to taste this common air in my entrance to the world and give applause to this great work Musick Del. Strike Musick from the Spheres Dru. O now you honour me Dio. Ha in the Air All Miraculous Max. This shews the gods approve the Person and the Act then if the Senate for in their eyes I read the Souldiers love think Diocles worthy to supply the place of dead Numerianus as he stands his heir in his revenge with one consent salute him Emperour Senat. Long live Diocles Augustus Pater Patriae and all Titles that are peculiar onely to the Caesars we gladly throw upon him Guard We confirm it and will defend his honour with our Swords against the world raise him to the Tribunal 1 Sen. Fetch the Imperial Robes and as a signe we give him absolute power of life and death binde this sword to his side 2 Sen. Omit no Ceremony that may be for his honour Song Max. Still the gods expresse that they are pleas'd with this election Geta. My Master is an Emperour and I feel a Senators Itch upon me would I could hire these fine invisible Fidlers to play to me at my instalment Dio. I embrace your loves and hope the honours that you heap upon me shall be with strength supported It shall be my studie to appear another Atlas to stand firm underneath this heaven of Empire and bear it boldly I desire no Titles but as I shall deserve 'em I will keep the name I had being a private man onely with some small difference I will adde to Diocles but two short syllables and be called Dioclesianus Geta. That is fine I 'll follow the fashion and when I am a Senator I will be no more plain Geta but be call'd Lord Getianus Dru. He ne'er thinks of me nor of your favour Enter Niger Del. If he dares prove false these glories shall be to him as a dream or an inchanted banquet Niger From Charinus from great Charinus who with joy hath heard of your proceedings and confirms your honours he with his beauteous sister fair Aurelia are come in person like themselves attended to gratulate your fortune Loud Musick Enter Charinus Aurelia Attendants Dio. For thy news Be thou in France Pro-consul let us meet the Emperour with all honour and embrace him Dru. O Aunt I fear this Princesse doth eclipse th' opinion of my beauty though I were my self to be the judge Del. Rely on me Char. 'T is vertue and not birth that makes us noble Great actions speak great mindes and such should govern and you are grac't with both Thus as a Brother a Fellow and Co-partner in the Empire I do embrace you may we live so far from difference or emulous Competition that all the world may say Although two Bodies we have one Minde Aur. When I look on the Trunk of dear Numerianus I should wash his wounds with tears and pay a sisters sorrow to his sad fate but since he lives again in your most brave Revenge I bow to you as to a power that gave him second life and will make good my promise If you finde that there is worth in me that may deserve you and that in being your wife I shall not bring disquiet and dishonour to your Bed Although my youth and fortune should require both to be su'd and sought to here I yeeld my self at your devotion
delivered of em here are no Brokers No Alchymists to turn 'em into Mettle Nor Leather'd Captaine's with Ladies to adore 'em Wilt thou see a dogfish rise in one of thy brave doublets And tumble like a Tub to make thee merry Or an old Haddock rise with thy hatcht sword Thou payd'st a hundred Crowns for A Mermayd in a mantle of your worships Or a Dolphin in your double ruffe Fran. Ye are merry but if I take it thus If I be foysted and jeer'd out of my goods La-mure Nor I I vow thee Nor Master nor mate I see your cunning Alb. O be not angry Gentlemen Moril. Yes Sir we have reason And some friends I can make Mast. What I did Gentlemen was for the generall safety If ye ayme at me I am not so tame Tib. Pray take my councell Gallants Fight not till the Surgeon be well Hee 's damnable Sea-sick and may spoyle all Besides he has lost his Fidlestick and the best Box of Bores grease why doe you make such faces And hand your swords Alb. Who would ye fight with Gentlemen Who has done ye wrong for shame be better temper'd No sooner come to give thankes for our safeties But we must raise new civill Broyles amongst us Inflame those angry powers to shower new vengeance on us What can we expect for these unmanly murmers These strong temptations of their holy pitties But plagues in another kind a fuller so dreadfull That the singing stormes are slumbers to it Tib. Be men and rule your minds If you will needs fight Gentlemen And thinke to raise new riches by your valours Have at ye I have little else to doe now I have said my Prayers you say you have lost And make your losse your quarrell And grumble at my Captaine here and the Master Two worthy persons indeed too worthy for such rascals Thou Galloone gallant and Mamon you That build on golden mountaines thou money Maggot Come all draw your swords ye say ye are miserable Alb. Nay hold good Tibalt Tib. Captaine let me correct em I 'le make ye ten times worse I will not leave em For look ye fighting is as nourishing to me as eating I was born quarrelling Mast. Pray Sir Tib. I will not leave em skins to cover em Doe ye grumble when ye are well ye rogues Mast. Noble Du-pont Tib. Ye have Clothes now and ye prate Amin. Pray Gentlemen for my sake be at peace La-m. Let it become me to make all friends Fran. You have stopt our angers Lady Alb. This shewes noble Tib. 'T is well 't is very well there 's halfe a Bisket Break 't amongst ye all and thank my bounty This is clothes Plate too come no more quarrelling Amin. But ha what things are these Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Are they humane creatures Tib. I have heard of Sea-Calves Alb. They are no shaddows sure they have Leggs and Armes Tilb. They hang but lightly on though Amint. How they looke are they mens faces Tib. They have Horse-Tayles growing to em Goodly long maines Amint. Alas what sunk eyes they have How they are crept in as if they had been frighted Sure they are wretched men Tib. Where are their Wardrobs Looke ye Franvile here are a cople of Courtiers Amint. They kneele alas poore soules Alb. What are ye speake are ye alive Or wandring shaddows that finde no peace on earth Till ye reveale some hidden secret Sebast. We are men as you are Onely our miseries make us seem Monsters If ever pitty dwelt in noble hearts Alb. We understand 'em too pray marke em Gentlemen Sebast, Or that heaven is plea'sd with human charity If ever ye have heard the name of friendship Or suffered in your selves the least afflictions Have gentle Fathers that have bred ye tenderly And Mothers that have wept for your misfortunes Have mercy on our miseries Alb. Stand up wretches Speak boldly and have release Nicus. If ye be Christians And by that blesse'd name bound to releeve us Convey us from this Island Alb. Speake what are ye Seb. As you are Gentle born to tell ye more Were but to number up our own calamities And turn your eyes wild with perpetuall weepings These many yeers in this most wretched Island We two have liv'd the scorne and game of fortune Blesse your selves from it Noble Gentlemen The greatest plagues that humane nature suffers Are seated here wildnesse and wants innumerable Alb. How came ye hither Nicus. In a ship as you do and as you might have been Had not heaven preserv'd ye for some more noble use Wrack't desperately our men and all consum'd But we two that still live and spin out The thin and ragged threds of our misfortunes Alb. Is there no meat above Sebast. Nor meat nor quiet No summer here to promise any thing Nor Autume to make full the reapers hands The earth obdurate to the teares of heaven Let 's nothing shoot but poysoned weeds No Rivers nor no pleasant Groves no beasts All that were made for mans use flye this desart No aëry fowle dares makes his flight over it It is so ominous Serpents and ugly things the shames of nature Roots of malignant tastes foule standing waters Sometimes we finde a fulsome Sea-root And that 's a delicate a Rat sometimes And that we hunt like Princes in their pleasure And when we take a Toad we make a Banquet Amint. For heavens sake let 's aboord Alb. D' ee know no farther Nicusa Yes we have sometimes seen the shaddow of a place inhabited And heard the noyse of hunters And have attempted to finde it so far as a River Deep slow and dangerous fenced with high Rocks We have gone but not able to atchieve that hazard Returne to our old miseries If this sad story may diserve your pitties Alb. Ye shall aboord with us we will relieve your miseries Sebast. Nor will we be unthankfull for this benefit No Gentlemen wee 'le pay for our deliverance Look ye that plough the Seas for wealth and pleasures That out-runne day and night with your ambitions Looke on those heaps they seeme hard ragged quarries Remove 'em and view 'em fully Mast. O heaven they are Gold and Jewels Sebast. Be not too hasty here lies another heape Morill. And here another All perfect gold Alb. Stand farther off you must not be your own carvers La-m. We have shares and deep ones Fran. Yes Sir wee 'le maintain 't ho fellow Saylors La-m. Stand all to your freedomes I 'le have all this Fran. And I this Tib. You shall be hang'd first La-m. My losses shall be made good Fran. So shall mine or with my sword I 'le do 't All that will share with us assist us Tib. Captain let 's set in Alb. This money will undoe us undoe us all Sebast. This Gold was the overthrow of my happines I had command too when I landed here And lead young high and noble spirits under me This cursed Gold entising 'em they set upon their Captain On me that
in bonds and miserable My health decay'd my youth and strength halfe blasted My fortune like my wayning selfe for this despis'd Am I for this forsaken a new love chosen And my affections like my fortunes wanderers Take heed of lying you that chid me for it And shew'd how deep a sin it was and dangerous Take heed your selfe you swore you lov'd me deerly No few nor little oathes you swore Aminta Those seal'd with no small faith I then assur'd my selfe O seek no new waies to cozen truth Amin. I do not By Love it selfe I love thee And ever must nor can all deaths dissolve it Alb. Why do you urge me thus then Amin. For your safety To preserve your life Alb. My life I do confesse is hers She gives it And let her take it back I yeild it My love 's intirely thine none shall touch at it None my Aminta none Amin. Ye have made me happy And now I know ye are mine Fortune I scorn thee Go to your rest and I le sit by ye Whilst I have time I le be your mate and comfort ye For onely I am trusted you shall want nothing Not a liberty that I can steal ye Alb. May we not celebrate our loves Aminta And where our wishes cannot meet Amin. You are wanton But with cold kisses I le allay that feavor Look for no more and that in private too Believe me I shall blush else But let 's consider we are both lost else Alb. Let 's in and prevent fate Exeunt Enter Crocale Juletta Tibalt Master Tib. You do well to ayre us Ladies we shal be musty else What are your wise wils now Cro. You are very cranck still Tib. As cranck as a holy Fryer fed with hayl-stones But do ye bring us out to baite like Buls Mast. Or are you weary of the charge ye are at Turn us abroad again let 's jog Ladies We are grosse and course unfit for your sweet pleasures Tib. Knock off our shoos and turn's to grasse Cro. You are determined Still to be stubborn then it well becomes ye Tib. An humour Lady that contents a prisoner A sullen fit sometimes serves for a second course Jul. Ye may as well be kind And gain our favours gain meat and drink And lodging to rest your bones Tib. My bones have bore me thus long And had their share of pains and recreations If they fayl now they are no fayr companions Cro. Are ye thus harsh to all our sex Mast. We cannot be merry without a Fidler Pray strike up your Tabors Ladies Cro. The fools despise us Jul. We know ye are very hungry now Tib. Yes t is very wholsome Ladies For we that have grosse bodies must be carefull Have ye no piercing ayre to stir our stomacks We are beholding to ye for our Ordinary Jul. Why slaves t is in our power to hang ye Mast. Very likely T is in our powers then to be hang'd and scorn ye Hanging 's as sweet to us as dreaming to you Cro. Come be more courteous Jul. Do and then ye shal be pleas'd and have all necessaries Tib. Give me some Rats-bane then Cro. And why Rats-bane Mounsier Tib. We live like vermin here eate up your Cheese Your mouldy Cheese that none but Rats would bite at Therefore t is just that Rats-bane should reward us We are unprofitable and our Ploughs are broken There is no hope of Harvest this yeere Ladies Jul. Ye shall have all content Mast. I and we 'l serve your uses I had rather serve hogs there 's more delight in 't Your greedy appetites are never satisfied Just like hungry Camels sleeping or waking You chew the cud still Cro. By this hand we 'l starve ye Mast. T is a Noble courtesie I had as liefe ye should famish me as founder me To be jaded to death is onely fit for a hackney Here be certain tarts of tar about me And parcels of potargo in my Jerkin As long as these last Jul. Which will not last ever Tib. Then we 'l eate one another like good fellows A shoulder of his for a hanch of mine Jul. T is excellent Tib. T will be as we 'l dresse it Ladies Cro. Why sure ye are not men Mast. Ye had best come search us A Seaman is seldome without a salt Eele Tib. I am bad enough And in my nature a notorious wencher And yet ye make me blush at your immodesty Tell me good Master didst ever see such things Mast. I could like 'em though they were lewdly given If they could say no but fie on 'em They gape like Oysters Tib. Well ye may hang or starve us But your commanding impudence shall never feare us Had ye by blushing signs soft cunnings crept into us And shew'd us your necessities we had met your purposes Supply'd your wants We are no Saints Ladies I love a good wench as I love my life And with my life I will maintain my love But such a sordid impudence I le spit at Let 's to our dens again Come noble Master You know our minds Ladies This is the faith in which we 'l die Exit Tib. and Mast. Cro. I doe admire 'em Jul. They are noble fellows And they shall not want for this Cro. But see Clarinda comes Enter Clarinda Farewell I le to my charge Cla. Bring out those prisoners now And let me seee 'em and heare their businesse Jul. I will Maddam Exit Cla. I hope she hath prevail'd upon her brother She has a sweet tongue and can describe the happinesse My love is ready to fling on him And sure he must be glad and certain wonder And blesse the houre that brought him to this Island I long to heare the full joy that he labours with Enter Juletta Morillat Franvile Lamure Mor. Blesse thy Divine beauty Fran. Mirror of sweetnesse Lam. Ever springing brightnesse Cla. Nay stand up Gentlemen and leave your flatteries Mor. Shee cals us Gentlemen sure we shall have some meat now Cla. I am a mortall creature Worship Heaven and give these attributes To their Divinities Methinks ye look but thin Mor. O we are starv'd immortall beauty Lam. We are all poor starv'd knaves Fran. Neither liberty nor meat Lady Mor. We were handsome men and Gentlemen sweet men And were once gracious in the eyes of beauties But now we look like rogues Like poore starv'd rogues Cla. What would ye do if ye were to die now Fran. Alas we were prepar'd If you will hang us Let 's have a good meale or two to die with To put 's in heart Mor. Or if you 'l drown us Let 's be drunk first that we may die merrily And blesse the founders Cla. Ye shal not die so hastily What dare ye do to deserve my favour Lam. Put us to any service Fran. Any bondage Let 's but live Mor. Wee 'l get a world of children For we know ye are hainously provided that way And ye shal beat us when we offend ye Beat us abundantly
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
Apples Alp. Go to th' devill Was ever man tormented with a puppy thus Thou tell me news thou be a guide Alin. And then Nunkle Alp. Prethee keepe on thy way good Naunt I could rayle now These ten houres at mine owne improvidence Get Apples and he choak'd farewell Exit Alin. Farewell Nuncle Jul. I rejoyce in any thing that vexes him And I shall love this foole extreamly for 't Could I but see my Mistris now to tell her How I have truely honestly wrought for her How I have worne my selfe away to serve her Foole there 's a Royall for the sport thou mad'st me In crossing that old foole that parted from thee Alin. Thou art honest sure but yet thou must not see me I thanke ye little Gentleman Heaven blesse ye And I le pray for ye too pray ye keep this Nutmeg T was sent me from the Lady of the Mountaine A golden Lady Jul. How prettily it prattles Alin. T is very good to rub your understanding And so good night the Moone 's up Jul Pretty innocent Alin. Now fortune if thou dar'st do good protect me Exit Jul. I le follow him to yond Towne he shall not scape me Stay I must counterfeit a Letter by the way first And one that must carry some credit with it I am wide else And all this to no purpose that I ayme at A Letter must be had and neatly handled And then if Goodwife fortune doe not faile me Have at his skirts I shall worse anger him Then ever I have done and worse torment him It do's me good to thinke how I shall conjure him And crucifie his crabbednesse he 's my Master But that 's all one I le lay that on the left hand He would now persecute my harmlesse Mistris A fault without forgivenesse as I take it And under that bold banner flies my vengeance A meritorious war and so I le make it I' th' name of Innocence what 's this the foole gave me She said t was good to rub my understanding What strange concealment Bread or Cheese or a Chesnut Ha! t is a Ring a pretty Ring a right one A ring I know too the very same Ring O admirable Blockhead O base eyes A Ring my Mistris tooke from me and wore it I know it by the Posie Prick me and heale me None could deliver this but she her selfe too Am I twice sand-blind twice so neer the blessing I would arive at and block-like never know it I am veng'ance angry but that shal light on thee And heavily and quickly I pronounce it There are so many crosse waies there 's no following her And yet I must not now I hope she is right still For all her outward shew for sure she knew me And in that hope some few houres I le forget her Exit Scena secunda Enter Roderigo Rod. She is not to be recovered which I vex at And he beyond my veng'ance which torments me O! I am fool'd and sleighted made a Rascall My hopes are flatterd as my present fortunes Why should I wander thus and play the coxcomes Tire out my peace and pleasure for a Girle A Girle that scorns me too a thing that hates me And considered at the best is but a short breakfast For a hot appetite why should I walke and walke thus And fret my selfe and travell like a Carrier And peep and watch want Meat and Wine to cherish me When thousand women may be had ten thousand And thank me too and I sit still well trim Beauty And Chastity and all that seem to ruin me Let me not take ye let me not come neer ye For I le so trim ye I le so bussell with ye T is not the name of Virgin shall redeem ye I le change that property nor teares nor angers I beare a hate about me scorns those follies To finde this villaine too for there 's my main prize And if he snap me then Enter Alinda Alin. Is not that Pedro T is he t is he O! Rod. What art thou Alin. Ha now now now O now most miserable Rod. What a' devill art thou Alin. No end of my mis-fortunes Heaven Rod. What Anticke Speake Puppet speake Alin. That habit to betray me Ye holy Saints can ye see this Rod. It danceth The devill in a fooles Coat is he turn'd Innocent What mops and mowes it makes heigh how it frisketh Is 't it not a Faiery or some small hobgoblin It has a mortall face and I have a great mind to it But if it should prove the devill then Alin. Come hither Rod. I think 't will ravish me It is a handsome thing but horribly Sun-burnt What 's that it points at Alin, Do'st thou see that Starre there That just above the Sunne Prethe goe thither and light me this Tobacco And stop it with the hornes o' th' Moone Rod. The thing 's mad Abhominably mad her braines are butter'd Goe sleep foole sleep Alin. Thou canst not sleep so sweetly For so I can say my Prayers and then slumber I am not proud nor full of wine This little Flowre will make me fine Cruell in heart for I shall crie If I see a Sparrow dye I am not watchfull to due ill Nor glorious to pursue it still Nor pittilesse to those that weepe Such as are bid them goe sleep Doe doe do and see if they can Rod. It said true I feele it sinke into me forcibly Sure 't is a kind of Sibill some mad Prophet I feel my wildnesse bound and fetter'd in me Alin. Give me your hand and I 'le tell you what 's your fortune Rod. Here prethee speake Alin. Fie fie fie fie fie Wash your hands and pare your Nailes and look finely You shall never kisse the Kings daughter else Rod. I wash 'em daily Alin. But still you fowle 'em faster Rod. This goes neerer Alin. You 'll have two wives Rod. Two wives Alin. I two fine gentle-women Make much of 'em for they 'l stick close to you Sir And these two in two dayes Rod. That 's a fine Riddle Alin. To day you shall wed sorrow And repentance will come to morrow Rod. Sure she 's inspired Alin. I 'le sing ye a fine Song Sir He called down his merry men all By one by two by three William would faine have been the first But now the last is he Rod. This the meer Chronicle of my mis-hap Alin. I 'le bid you good ev'n for my Boat staies for me yonder And I must Sup with the Moone to night in the Mediterraneum Exit Rod. When fools and mad-folks shall be tutors to me And feele my sores yet I unsensible Sure it was set by Providence upon me To steer my heart right I am wondrous weary My thoughts too which adde more burthen to me I have been ill and which is worse pursu'd it And still runne on I must thinke better nobler And be another thing or not at all Enter foure Pesants Still I grow heavier heavier heaven defend me I 'le lye
nobler fortune To adde unto your life immortall story Vertue through hardest things arrives at happinesse Shame follow that blunt sword that looses you And he that strikes against you I shall study A curse or two for him once more your faire hands I never brought ill luck yet be fearelesse happy Ori. I thank ye noble Captain Nor. So I leave ye Val. Call in the Knights severally Enter severally Gomera and Miranda Ori. But two words to my Champion And then to heaven and him I give my cause up Val. Speake quickly and speake short Ori. I have not much sir Noble Gomera from your own free vertue You have undertaken here a poore Maids honour And with the hazard of your life and happily You may suspect the cause though in your true worth You will not shew it therefore take this testimony And as I hope for happinesse a true one And may it steel your heart and edge your good sword Ye fight for her as spotlesse of these mischiefes As heaven is of our sinnes or truth of errors And so defie that treacherous man and prosper Nor. Blessing o' thy heart Lady Val. Give the signall to 'em Low Alarmes Nor. 'T is bravely fought Gomera follow that blows Well strooke againe boy looke upon the Lady And gather spirit brave againe lye close Lye close I say he fights aloft and strongly Close for thy life a o' that fell buffet Retire and gather breath ye have day enough knights Looke lovely on him Lady to 't againe now Stand stand Gomera stand one blow for all now Gather thy strength together God blesse the woman Why wher 's thy noble heart heaven blesse the Lady All Oh Oh! Val. She is gone she is gone Nor. Now strike it Hold hold he yeelds hold thy brave sword he 's conquer'd He 's thine Gomera now be joyfull Lady What could this theefe have done had his cause beene equall He made my heart strings tremble Val. Off with his Cask there And Executioner take you his head next Abdel. Oh cursed fortune Gom. Stay I beseech ye sir and this one honour Grant me I have deserv'd it that this villaine May live one day to envy at my justice That he may pine and dye before the sword fall Viewing the glory I have wone her goodnesse Val. He shall and you the harvest of your valour Shall reape brave sir abundantly Gom. I have saved her Preserv'd her spotlesse worth from black destruction Her white name to eternity delivered Her youth and sweetnesse from a timelesse rain Now Lord Valetta if this bloody labour May but deserve her favour Mir, Stay and heare me first Val. Of with his Cask this is Miranda's voice Nor. 'T is he indeed or else mine eyes abuse me What makes he here thus Ori. The young Miranda Is he mine enemy too Mir. None has deser'd her If worth must carry it and service seeke her But he that saved her honour Gom. That 's I Miranda Mir. No no that 's I Gomera be not so forward In bargaine for my love ye cannot cozen me Gom. I fought it Mir. And I gave it which is nobler Why every Gentleman would have done as much As you did fought it that 's a poore desert sir They are bound to that but then to make that fight sure To doe as I did take all danger from it Suffer that coldnesse that must call me now Into disgrace for ever into pitty Gom. I undertook first to preserve from hazzard Mir. And I made sure no hazzard should come neere hir Gom. 'T was T defide Mountferrat Mir. 'T was I wrought him You had had a darke day else t was I defide His conscience first 't was I that shook him there Which is the brave defiance Gom. My life and honour At stake I lay'd Mir. My care and truth lay by it Least that stake might be lost I have deserv'd her And none but I the Lady might have perish'd Had Fell Mountferrat strooke it from whose malice With cunning and bold confidence I catch'd it And 't was high time and such a service Lady For you and for your innocence for who knows not The all devouring sword of fierce Mountferrat I shew'd ye what I could doe had I beene spightfull Or Master but of halfe the poyson he beares Hell take his heart for 't and beshrow these hands Maddam With all my heart I wish a mischiefe on 'em They made ye once looke sad such another fright I would not put ye in to owne the Island Yet pardon me 't was but to shew a Souldier Which when I had done I ended your poore coward Val. Let some looke out for the base Knight Mountferrat Ab. I hope he 's far enough if his man be trusty This was a strange misfortune I must not know it Val. That most debosh'd knight come down sweet sister My spotlesse Sister now pray thanke these Gentlemen They have deserv'd both truly nobly of ye Both excellently deerely both all the honour All the respect and favour Ori. Both shall have it And as my life their memories I 'le nourish Val. Ye are both true Knights and both most worthy Lovers Here stands a Lady ripen'd with your service Yong faire and now I dare say truly honourable 'T is my will she shall marry marry now And one of you she cannot take more nobly your deerts Begot this will and bred it both her beauty Cannot enjoy dare ye marke me your umpler Gom. Mir With all our Soules Val. He must not then be angry That looses her Gom. O that were Sir unworthy Mir. A little sorrow he may finde Val. 'T is manly Gomera you are a brave accomplish'd Gentleman A braver no where lives then is Miranda In the white way of vertue and true valour Ye have been a pilgrime long yet no man farther Has trod those thorny steps then young Miranda You are gentle he is gentlenesse selfe Experience Cals you her brother 't is his hopefull heire Nor. The young man now and 't be thy will Val. Your hand sir You undertook first nobly undertook This Ladies cause you made it good and fought it You must be served first take her and enjoy her I give her to you kisse her are you pleas'd now Gom. My joy 's so much I cannot speake Val. Nay fairest sir You must not be displeased you breake your promise Mir. I never griev'd at good nor dare I now sir Though something seeme strange to me Val. I have provided A better match for you more full of beauty I 'le wed ye to our Order there 's a Mistresse Whose beauty ne're decayes time stands below her Whose honour Ermin-like can never suffer Spot or black soyle whose eternall issue Fame brings up at her breasts and leaves 'em saintied Her you shall marry Mir. I must humbly thanke ye Val. Saint Thomas Fort a charge of no small valew I give ye too in present to keepe waking Your noble spirits and to breed ye pious I le send
there A fitter hand then mine to reach her frets And play down diddle to her Petro. I shall watch ye By. Doe Petro. And I shall have justice By. Where Petro. That 's all one I shall be with you at a turne hence forward By. Get you a posset too and so good ev'n sir Exeunt Enter Petruchio Iaques and Pedro Iaq. And as I told your worship all the hangings Brasse Pewter Plate ev'n to the very looking-glasses Ped. And that that hung for our defence the Armor And the march Beere was going too Oh Iaques What a sad sight was that Iaq. Even the two Rundlets The two that was our hope of Muskadell Better nev'r tongue tript over these two Cannons To batter brawne withall at Christmas sir Ev'n those two lovely twyns the enemy Had almost cut off cleane Petru. Goe trim the house up And put the things in order as they were Exit Ped. and Iaq. I shall finde time for all this could I finde her But constant any way I had done my businesse Were she a whore directly or a scold An unthrift or a woman made to hate me I had my wish and knew which way to rayne her But while she shewes all these and all their losses A kinde of linsey woolsey mingled mischiefe Not to be ghest at and whether true or borrowed Not certaine neither what a hap had I Enter Maria And what a tydie fortune when my fate Flung me upon this Beare-whelp here she comes Now if she have a colour for the fault is A cleanly one upon my conscience I shall forgive her yet and finde a something Certaine I married for her wit I le marke her Mar. Not let his wife come neere him in his sicknes Not come to comfort him she that all lawes Of heaven and Nations have ordain'd his second Is she refus'd and two old Paradoxes Peeces of five and fifty without faith Clapt in upon him h 'as a little pet That all young wives must follow necessary Having their Mayden-heads Petru. This is an Axiome I never heard before Mar. Or say rebellion If we durst be so foule which two faire words Alas win us from in an houre an instant We are so easie make him so forgetfull Both of his reason honesty and credit As to deny his wife a visitation His wife that though she was a little foolish Lov'd him Oh heaven forgive her for 't nay doted Nay had run mad had she not married him Petru. Though I doe know this falser then the devill I cannot choose but love it Mar. What doe I know But those that came to keepe him might have kill'd him In what a case had I been then I dare not Beleeve him such a base debosh'd companion That one refusall of a tender maide Would make him faigne this Sicknesse out of need And take a Keeper to him of fourescore To play at Billiards one that mew'd content And all her teeth together not come neere him Petru. This woman would have made a most rare Jesuite She can prevaricate on any thing There was not to be thought a way to save her In all imagination beside this Mar. His unkinde dealing which was worst of all In sending who knowes whether all the plate And all the houshold-stuffe had I not crost it By a great providence and my friends assistance Which he will thanke me one day for alas I could have watch'd as well as they have serv'd him In any use better and willinger The Law commands me to doe it love commands me And my own duty charges me Petru. Heav'n blesse me And now I have said my Prayers I le goe to her Are you a wife for any man Mar. For you Sir If I were worse I were better That you are well At least that you appeare so I thanke heaven Long may it hold and that you are here I am glad too But that you have abus'd me wretchedly And such a way that shames the name of husband Such a malicious mangy way so mingled Never looke strangely on me I dare tell you With breach of honesty care kindnesse manners Petru. Holla you kick too fast Mar. Was I a stranger Or had I vow'd perdition to your person Am I not married to you tell me that Petru. I would I could not tell you Mar. Is my presence The stock I come of which is worshipfull If I should say right worshipfull I ly'd not My Grandsire was a Knight Petru. O' the Shire Mar. A Souldier Which none of all thy Family e're heard off But one conductor of thy name a Grasier That ran away with pay or am I grown Because I have been a little peevish to you Onely to try your temper such a dogge-latch I could not be admitted to your presence Petru. If I endure this hang me Mar. And two deaths heads Two Harry Groats that had their faces worne Almost their names away too Petru. Now heare me For I will stay no longer Mar. This you shall How ever you shall think to flatter me For this offence which no submission Can ever mediate for you 'l finde it so What ever you shall doe by intercession What you can offer what your Land can purchase What all your friends or families can win Shall be but this not to forsweare your knowledge But ever to forbeare it now your will sir Petru. Thou art the subtlest woman I think living I am sure the lewdest now be still and marke me Were I but any way addicted to the devill I should now think I had met a play-fellow To profit by and that way the most learned That ever taught to murmur Tell me thou Thou most poor paltry spitefull whore doe you cry I le make you roare before I leave Mar. Your pleasure Petru. Was it not sinne enough thou Fruiterer Full of the fall thou eat'st thou devils broker Thou Seminary of all sedition Thou sword of veng'ance with a thred hung o're us Was it not sinne enough and wickednes In full abundance was it not vexation At all points cap a pe nay I shall pinch you Thus like a rotten rascall to abuse The name of heaven the tye of marriage The honour of thy friends the expectation Of all that thought thee vertuous with rebellion Childish and base rebellion but continuing After forgivenesse too and worse your mischiefe And against him setting the hope of heaven by And the deere reservation of his honour Nothing above ground could have won to hate thee Well goe thy wayes Mar. Yes Petru. You shall heare me out first What punishment mai'st thou deserve thou thing Thou Idle thing of nothing thou pull'd Primrose That two houres after art a weed and wither'd For this last flourish on me am I one Selected out of all the husbands living To be so ridden by a Tit of ten pence Am I so blind and Bed-rid I was mad And had the Plague and no man must come neere me I must be shut up and my substance bezel'd And an old woman watch
like the ayre well But for the words they are lascivious And over-light for Ladies Chil. All ours love 'em Luc. T is like enough for yours are loving Ladies Lyc. Madam ye are welcome to the Court Who waits Attendants for this Lady Luc. Ye mistake Sir I bring no triumph with me Lyc. But much honour Pro. Why this was nobly done and like a neighbour So freely of your selfe to be a visitant The Emperour shall give ye thanks for this Luc. O no Sir Ther 's nothing to deserve 'em Pro. Yes your presence Luc. Good Gentlemen be patient and believe I come to see my husband on command too I were no Courtier else Lyc. That 's all one Lady Now ye are here y' are welcome and the Emperor Who loves ye but too well Luc. No more of that Sir I came not to be Catechizd Pro. Ah Sirah And have we got you here saith Noble Lady Wee 'l keep you one month Courtier Luc. Gods defend Sir I never likd a trade worse Pro. Harke ye Luc. No Sir Pro. Ye are grown the strangest Lady Luc. How Pro. By Heaven T is true I tell ye and you 'l find it Luc. I I le rather find my grave and so informe him Pro. Is it not pity Gentlemen this Lady Nay I le deale roughly with ye yet not hurt ye Should live alone and give such heavenly beauty Only to walls and hangings Luc. Good Sir patience I am no wonder neither come to that end Ye doe my Lord an injury to stay me Who though ye are the Princes yet dare tell ye He keeps no wife for your wayes Bal. Well Well Lady How ever you are pleasd to think of us Ye are welcome and ye shall be welcome Luc. Shew it In that I come for then in leading me Where my lov'd Lord is not in flattery Jewells shewd Nay ye may draw the Curtain I have seen 'em But none worth halfe my honesty Claud. Are these Sir Layd here to take Pro. Yes for your Ladys Gentlewoman Mar. We had been doing else Bal. Meaner Iewels Would fit your worths Claud. And meaner clothes your bodies Luc. The Gods shall kill me first Luc. Ther 's better dying I' th Emperors arms goe too but be not angry These are but talkes sweet Lady Enter Phorba and Ardelia Phor. Where is this stranger rushes Ladyes rushes Rushes as greene as Summer for this stranger Pro. Heer 's Ladies come to see you Luc. You are gone then I take it t is your Que Pro. Or rather manners You are better fitted Madam we but tire ye Therefore wee 'l leave you for an houre and bring Your much lov'd Lord unto you Exeunt Luc. Then I le thanke ye I am betraid for certaine well Lucina If thou do'st fall from vertue may the earth That after death should shout up gardens of thee Spreading thy living goodnesse into branches Fly from thee and the hot Sun find thy vices Phor. You are a welcom woman Ard. Blesse me heaven How did you find the way to Court Luc. I know not Would I had never trod it Phor. Pre-thee tell me Good Noble Lady and good sweet heart love us For we love thee extreamly is not this place A Paradice to live in Luc. To those people That know no other Paradice but pleasure That little I enjoy contents me better Ard. What heard ye any Musick yet Luc. Too much Phor. You must not be thus froward what this gown Is one o' th prettiest by my troth Ardelia I ever saw yet t' was not to frowne in Lady Ye put this gowne on when ye came Ard. How doe ye Alas poore wretch how cold it is Luc. Content ye I am as well as may be and as temperate If ye will let me be so wher 's my Lord For ther 's the businesse that I came for Ladies Phor. Wee 'l lead ye to him hee 's i' th Gallery Ard. Wee 'l shew ye all the Court too Luc. Shew me him And ye have shewd me all I come to look on Phor. Come on wee 'l be your guides and as ye goe We have some pretty tales to tell ye Lady Shall make ye merry too ye come not here To be a sad Lucina Luc. Would I might not Exeunt Enter Chilax and Balbus Chil. Now the soft Musick Balbus run Bal. I flye Boy Exit Balbus Chil. The women by this time are worming of her Musicke If she can hold out them the Emperour Takes her to taske he h 'as her hark the Musick Luc. Good your Grace Where are my women Sir Emp. They are wise beholding What you thinke scorne to looke on the Courts bravery Would you have run away so slily Lady And not have seen me Luc. I beseech your Majestie Consider what I am and whose Emp. I doe so Luc. Believe me I shall never make a Whore Sir Emp. A friend ye may and to that man that loves ye More then you love your vertue Luc. Sacred Cesar Emp. You shall not kneel to me Sweet Luc. Look upon me And if ye be so cruell to abuse me Think how the Gods will take it do's this beauty Afflict your soule I le hide it from you ever Nay more I will become so leprous That ye shall curse me from ye My deer Lord H 'as serv'd ye ever truly fought your Battailes As if he daily longd to dye for Cesar Was never Traytor Sir nor never tainted In all the actions of his life Emp. I know it Luc. His fame and family have growne together And spred together like to sayling Cedars Over the Roman Diadem ô let not As ye have any flesh that 's humane in you The having of a modest wife decline him Let not my vertue be the wedge to break him I doe not think ye are lascivious These wanton men belye ye you are Cesar Which is the Father of the Empires honour Ye are too neere the nature of the Gods To wrong the weakest of all creatures Women Emp. I dare not do it here rise faire Lucina I did but try your temper ye are honest And with the commendations waite on that I le lead ye to your Lord and ye to him Wipe your faire eyes he that endeavours ill May well delay but never quench his hell Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter Chilax Lycinius Proculus and Balbus Chil. T Is done Lycinius Lyc. Ho Chil. I shame to tell it If there be any justice we are Villaines And must be so rewarded Bal. If it be done I take it t is no time now to repent it Let 's make the best o' th trade Pro. Now veng'ance take it Why should not he have setled on a beauty Whose honesty stuck in a peece of tissue Or one a Ring might rule or such a one That had an itching husband to be honourable And ground to get it if he must have women And no allay without 'em why not those That know the misery and are best able To play againe with judgment such as she
but a hatchment by me only held To shew I was a Souldier had not Cesar Chaind all defence in this doom let him die Old as I am and quenchd with scarres and sorrowes Yet would I make this witherd Arme do wonders And open in an enemy such wounds Mercy would weep to look on Pon. Then have at ye And look upon me and be sure ye feare not Remember who you are and why you live And what I have been to you cry not hold Nor think it base injustice I should kill ye Aec. I am prepard for all Pon. For now Aecius Thou shalt behold and find I was no traitor And as I doe it blesse me die as I doe Pontius kills himselfe Aec. Thou hast deceiv'd me Pontius and I thank thee By all my hopes in heaven thou art a Roman Pon. To shew you what you ought to doe this is not For slanders selfe would shame to find you coward Or willing to out-live your honestie But noble Sir ye have been jealous of me And held me in the rancks of dangerous persons And I must dying say it was but justice Ye cast me from my credit yet believe me For there is nothing now but truth to save me And your forgivenesse though ye held me hainous And of a troubled spirit that like fire Turnes all to flames it meets with ye mistook me If I were foe to any thing t' was ease Want of the Souldiers due the Enemy The nakednesse we found at home and scorne Children of peace and pleasures no regard Nor comfort for our scarres but how we got 'em To rusty time that eate our bodies up And even began to prey upon our honours To wants at home and more then wants abuses To them that when the Enemy invaded Made us their Saints but now the sores of Rome TTo silken flattery and pride plaind over Forgetting with what wind their feathers saile And under whose protection their soft pleasures Grow full and numberlesse to this I am foe Not to the state or any point of duty And let me speake but what a Souldier may Truly I ought to be so yet I errd Because a far more noble sufferer Shewd me the way to patience and I lost it This is the end I die Sir to live basely And not the follower of him that bred me In full account and vertue Pontius dare not Much lesse to out-live what is good and flatter Aec. I want a name to give thy vertue Souldier For only good is farre below thee Pontius The gods shall find thee one thou hast fashiond death In such an excellent and beauteous manner I wonder men can live Canst thou speake once more For thy words are such harmony a soule Would choose to flye to heaven in Pon. A farewell Good noble Generall your hand forgive me And think what ever was displeasing you Was none of mine ye cannot live Aec. I will not Yet one word more Pon. Dye nobly Rome farewell And Valentinian fall thou hast broke thy bases In joy ye have given me a quiet death I would strike more wounds if I had more breath he dyes Aec. Is there an houre of goodnesse beyond this Or any man would out-live such a dying Would Cesar double all my honours on me And stick me ore with favours like a Mistris Yet would I grow to this man I have loved But never doated on a face till now O death thou art more than beautie and thy pleasure Beyond posterity Come friends and kill me Cesar be kind and send a thousand swords The more the greater is my fall why stay ye Come and I le kisse your weapons feare me not By all the gods I le honour ye for killing Appeare or through the Court and world I le search ye My sword is gone ye are Traitors if ye spare me And Cesar must consume ye all base cowards I le follow ye and ere I dye proclaime ye The weeds of Italy the drosse of nature Exit Where are ye villaines traytors slaves Enter Proculus and 3. others running over the Stage Pro. I knew H 'ad killd the Captain 1. Here 's his sword Pro. Let it alone 't will fight it selfe else friends An hundred men are not enough to doe it I le to the Emperor and get more ayd Aec. None strike a poore condemnd man Pro. He is mad Shift for your selves my masters Exeunt Aec. Then Aecius Enter Aecius See what thou darst thy selfe hold my good sword Thou hast been kept from bloud too long I le kisse thee For thou art more then friend now my preserver Shew me the way to happinesse I seeke it And all you great ones that have falne as I do To keep your memories and honours living Be present in your vertues and assist me That like strong Cato I may put away All promises but what shall crown my ashes Rome fartheewell stand long and know to conquer Whilst there is people and ambition Now for a stroak shall turne me to a Star I come ye blessed spirits make me room To live for ever in Elizium Doe men feare this O that posterity Could learne from him but this that loves his wound There is no paine at all in dying well Nor none are lost but those that make their hell kills himselfe Enter Proculus and two others 1. Within Hee 's dead draw in the Guard againe Pro. Hee 's dead indeed And I am glad hee 's gone he was a devill His body if his Eunuches come is theirs The Emperor out of his love to vertue Has given 'em that Let no man stop their entrance Exit Enter Phidias and Aretus Phi. O my most Noble Lord look here Aretus Heer 's a sad sight Are. O cruelty O Cesar O times that bring forth nothing but destruction And overflowes of bloud why wa' st thou kild Is it to be a just man now againe As when Tiberius and wild Nero raignd Only assurance of his over-throw Phil. It is Aretus he that would live now Must like the Toad feed only on corruptions And grow with those to greatnesse honest vertue And the true Roman honour faith and valour That have been all the riches of the Empire Now like the fearefull tokens of the Plague Are meer fore-runners of their ends that owe 'em Are. Never enough lamented Lord deer master Enter Maximus Of whom now shal we learn to live like men From whom draw out our actions just and worthy Oh thou art gone and gone with thee all goodnesse The great example of all equitie O thou alone a Roman thou art perishd Faith fortitude and constant noblenesse Weep Rome weep Jtaly weep all that knew him And you that feard him as a noble Foe If Enemies have honourable teares Weep this decayd Aecius falne and scatterd By foule and base suggestion Pho. O Lord Maximus This was your worthy friend Max. The gods forgive me Think not the worse my friends I shed not teares Great griefes lament within yet now I have found'em Would