or by this holy place This Sword shall cut thee into thousand pieces A thousand thousand strow thee ore the Temple A sacrifice to thy black fire the Devil Rod. Tell him you see he 's angry Abd. Let him burst Neither his sword nor anger do I shake at Nor will yield to feed his poor suspitions His idle jealousies and mad dogs heats One thought against my self ye have done a brave deed A manly and a valiant piece of Service When ye have kill'd me reckon 't amongst your Battels I am sorry ye are so poor so weak a Gentleman Able to stand no fortune I dispose of her My mischief make her away a likely project I must play booty against my self if any thing cross ye I am the devil and the devils heir All plagues all mischiefs Mount Will ye leave and do yet Ab. I have done too much Far far too much for such a thankless fellow If I be devil you created me I never knew those arts nor bloody practises o' your cunning heart that mine of mischief Before your flatteries won 'em into me Here did I leave her leave her with that certainty About this hour to wake again Mount Where is she This is the last demand Ab. Did I now know it And were I sure this were my latest minute I would not tell thee strike and then I 'll curse thee Roc. I see a light stand close and leave your angers We all miscarry else Enter Gomera Page with Torch Ab. I am now careless Mount Peace prethee peace sweet peace all friends Abd. Stand close then Gom. Wait there Boy with the light till I call to thee In darkness was my soul and sences clouded When my fair Jewel fell the night of jealousie In all her blackness drawn about my judgment No light was let into me to distinguish Betwixt my suddain anger and her honor A blind sad Pilgrimage shall be my pennance No comfort of the day will I look up at Far darker than my jealous Ignorance Each place of my aboad shall be my prayers No ceremonious lights shall set off more Bright Armes and all that carry lustre life Society and solace I forsake ye And were it not once more to see her beauties For in her bed of death she must be sweet still And on her cold sad lips seal my repentance Thou child of heaven fair light I could not miss thee Mount I know the tongue would I were out again I have done him too much wrong to look upon him Ab. There is no shifting now boldness and confidence Must carry it now away he is but one neither Naked as you are of a strength far under Mount But he has a cause above me Ab. That 's as you handle it Roc. Peace he may go again and never see us Gom. I feel I weep apace but where 's the flood The torrent of my tears to drown my fault in I would I could now like a loaden cloud Begotten in the moist south drop to nothing Give me the Torch Boy Roc. Now he must discover us Ab. He has already never hide your head Be bold and brave if we must dye together Gom. Who 's there what friend to sorrow The Tomb wide open The Stone off too the body gone by Look to the door Boy keep it fast who are ye What sacrilegious villains false Mounteferrat The woolf to honor has thy hellish hunger Brought thee to tear the body out oth'tomb too Has thy foul mind so far wrought on thee ha Are you there too nay then I spie a villany I never dream'd of yet thou sinful usher Bred from that rottenness that bawd to mischief Do you blush through all your blackness will not that hide it Ab. I cannot speak Gom. You are well met with your dam Sir Art thou a Knight did ever on that sword The Christian cause sit nobly could that hand fight Guided by fame and fortune that heart inflame thee With virtuous fires of valour to fall off Fall off so suddainly and with such foulness As the false Angels did from all their glory Thou art no Knight honor thou never heard'st of Nor brave desires could ever build in that breast Treason and tainted thoughts are all the Gods Thou worship'st all the strength thou hadst and fortune Thou didst things out of fear and false heart villain Out of close traps and treacheries they have raised thee Mount Thou rav'st old man Gom. Before thou get'st off from me Halst thou the glory of thy first figthts on thee Which thou hast basely lost thy noblest fortunes And in their greatest lustres I would make thee Before we part confess nay kneel and do it Nay crying kneel coldly for mercy crying Thou art the recreant'st Rogue time ever nourish'd Thou art a dog I will make thee swear a dog A mangy Cur-dog do you creep behind the Altar Look how it sweats to shelter such a rascall First with thy venemous tooth infect her chast life And then not dare to do next rob her rest â—teal her dead body out oth'grave Mount I have not Gom. Prethee come out this is no place to â—el in Valiant Mountferrat come Mount I will not stir Gom. Thou hast thy sword about thee That good sword that never faill'd thee prethee come We 'll have but five stroaks for it on on Boy Here 's one would fain be acquainted with thee Would wondrous fain cleave that Calves-head of yours Sir Come prethee let 's dispatch the Moon shines finely Prethee be kill'd by me thou wilt be hang'd else But it may be thou long'st to be hang'd Roc. Out with him Sir You shall have my sword too when he 's dispatch'd once We have the world before us Gom. Wilt thou walk fellow I never knew a Rogue hang arse-ward so And such a desperate knave too Ab. Pray go with him Something I 'll promise too Mount You would be kill'd then No remedy I see Gom. If thou dar'st do it Mount Yes now I dare lead out I 'll follow presently Under the Mount I 'll meet ye Gom. Go before me â—'ll have ye in a string too Mount As I am a Gentleman And by this holy place I will not fail thee Fear not thou shalt be kill'd take my word for it â— will not fail Gom. If thou scap'st thou hast Cats luck The Mount Mount The same make hast I am there before else Gom. Go get ye home now if he scape I am a Coward Mount Well now I am resolv'd and he shall find it Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Miranda Lucinda Collonna Mir. How is it with the Lady Luc. Sir as well As it can be with one who feeling knowes now What is the curse the divine justice lay'd On the first sinful woman Mir. Is she in travel Luc. Yes sir and yet the troubles of her mind Afflict her more than what her body suffers For in the extremity of her pain me cryes out Why am I here Where is my Lord Gomera
the length That fault 's reform'd and now 't is to be try'd Before such Judges 't will not be deny'd A free and noble hearing nor fear I But 't will deserve to have free liberty And give you cause and with content to say Their care was good that did revive this Play Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Richardo and Viola Rich. LEt us make use of this stolen privacy And not loose time in protestation Mistriss For 't were in me a kind of breach of faith To say again I love you Vio. Sweet speak softly For though the venture of your love to me Meets with a willing and a full return Should it arrive unto my Fathers knowledge This were our last discourse Rich. How shall he know it Vio. His watching cares are such for my advancement That every where his eye is fix'd upon me This night that does afford us some small freedom At the request and much intreaty of The Mistriss of the House was hardly given me For I am never suffer'd to stir out But he hath spies upon me yet I know not You have so won upon me that could I think You would love faithfully though to entertain Another thought of you would be my death I should adventure on his utmost anger Rich. Why do you think I can be false Vio. No faith You 'ave an honest face but if you should Rich. Let all the stor'd vengeance of heaven's justice Vio. No more I do believe you the dance ended Which this free womans ghests have vow d to have E'r they depart I will make home and store me With all the Jewels Chains and Gold are trusted Unto my custody and at the next corner To my Fathers house before one at the farthest Be ready to receive me Rich. I desire No bond beyond your promise let 's go in To talk thus much before the door may breed Suspition Enter Mercury and Antonio talking Vio. Here are company too Rich. Away Those powers that prosper true and honest loves Will bless our undertakings Vio. 'T is my wish Sir Exit Rich. and Viol. Mer. Nay Sir excuse me I have drawn you to Too much expence already in my travel And you have been too forward in your love To make my wants your own allow me manners Which you must grant I want should I increase The bond in which your courtesies have ti'd me By still consuming you give me leave To take mine own ways now and I shall often With willingness come to visit you and then thank you Ant. By this hand I could be angry what do you think me Must we that have so long time been as one Seen Cities Countreys Kingdoms and their wonders Been bedfellows and in our various journey Mixt all our observations part as if We were two Carriers at two several ways And as the fore-horse guides cry God be with you Without or compliment or ceremony In Travellers that know transalpine garbs Though our designs are nee'r so serious friend â—t were a capital crime it must not be Nay what is more you shall not you e'r long â—hall see my house and find what I call mine Is wholly at your service Mer. 'T is this tires me Sir I were easily woo'd if nothing else But my Will lay in the choice but 't is not so My friends and kindred that have part of me And such on whom my chiefest hopes depend Justly expect the tender of my love After my travel then mine own honesty Tells me 't is poor having indifferent means To keep me in my quality and rank At my return to tire anothers bounty And let mine own grow lusty pardon me Ant. I will not cannot to conclude I dare not Can any thing conferr'd upon my friend Be burthensome to me for this excuse Had I no reason else you should not leave me By a travellers faith you should not I have said And then you know my humor there 's no contending Mer. Is there no way to ' scape this Inundation I shall be drown'd with folly if I go And after nine days men may take me up With my gall broken Ant. Are you yet resolv'd Mer. Wou'd you would spare me Ant. By this light I cannot By all that may be sworn by Mer. Patience help me And heaven grant his folly be not catching If it be the Town 's undone I now would give A reasonable sum of gold to any Sheriff That would but lay an execution on me And free me from his company while he was abroad His want of wit and language kept him dumb But Balaam's Asse will speak now without spurring Ant. Speak have I won you Enter Servant and Musician Mer. You are not to be resisted Ser. Be ready I intreat you the dance done Besides a liberal reward I have A bottle of Sherry in my power shall beget New crotchets in your heads Musi Tush fear not us we 'll do our parts Serv. Go in Ant. I know this fellow Belong you to the house Serv. I serve the Mistriss Ant. Pretty and short pray you Sir then inform her Two Gentlemen are covetous to be honor'd With her fair presence Serv. She shall know so much This is a merry night with us and forbid not Welcome to any that looks like a man I 'll guide you the way Ant. Nay follow I have a trick in 't Exit Enter Uberto Silvio Richardo Maria Pedro. Portia Viola with others Vber Come where 's this Masque fairest for our chear Our thanks and service may you long survive To joy in many of these nights Mar. I thank you Vber We must have Musick too or else you give us But half a welcome Mar. Pray you Sir excuse me Silv. By no means Lady Vber We 'll crown our liberal feast With some delightful strain sitting your love And this good company Mar. Since you enforce it I will not plead the excuse of want of skill Or be or nice or curious every year I celebrate my marriage night and will Till I see my absent Husband Vber 'T is fit freedom Silv. Richardo thou art dull Enter Servant Rich. I shall be lighter When I have had a heat Mar. Now Sir the news Serv. Mistriss there are two Gentlemen Mar. Where Serv. Complimenting who should first enter Mar. What are they Serv. Heaven knows but for their strangeness have you never seen a Cat wash her face Vber Yes Serv. Just such a stir they keep if you make but haste You may see 'em yet before they enter Enter Antoniâ— and Mercurie Mer. Let 'em be what they we'll I 'll keep them fair Entertain and gentle welcome Ant. It shall be so Mer. Then let it be your pleasure Ant. Le ts stand aside and you shall see us have Fine sport anon Mer. A fair society do you know these Gentlewomen Ant. Yes Mer. What are they Ant. The second is a neighbors Daughter her name is Viola There is my kinsmans wife Portia her name and a Friend too Mer. Let her
with Palamon For whom an hour But one hour since I was as dearly sorry As glad of Arcite And am now as glad As for him sorry O you heavenly Charmers What things you make of us For what we lack We laugh for what we have are sorry still Are children in some kind Let us be thankefull For that which is and with you leave dispute That are above our question Let 's goe off And bear us like the time Florish Exeunt EPILOGUE I Would now aske ye how ye like the Play But as it is with School Boys cannot say I 'm cruell fearefull pray yet stay a while And let me look upon ye No man smile Then it goes hard I see He that has Lov'd a young hansome wench then show his face 'T is strange if none be here and if he will Against his Conscience let him hiss and kill Our Market 'T is in vain I see to stay ye Have at the worst can come then Now what say ye And yet mistake me not I am not bold We have no such cause If th' tale we have told For 't is no other any way content ye For to that honest purpose it was ment ye We have our end And ye shall have ere long I dare say many a better to prolong Your old loves to us We and all our might Rest at your service Gentlemen good night THE TRAGEDY OF Thierry and Theodoret. Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Theodoret Brunhalt Bawdher BRVNHALT TAxe me with these hot tainters Theodoret. You are too sudain I doe but gently tell you what becomes you And what may bend your honor how these courses Of loose and lazie pleasures not suspected But done and known your mind that grants no limit And all your Actions follows which loose people That see but through a mist of circumstance Dare term ambitious all your wayes hide sores Opening in the end to nothing but ulcers Your instruments like these may call the world And with a fearfull clamor to examine Why and to what we govern From example If not for vertues sake ye may be honest There have been great ones good ones and 't is necessary Because you are your self and by your self A self-peece from the touch of power and Justice You should command your self you may imagine Which cozens all the world but chiefly women The name of greatness glorifies your actions And strong power like a pent-house promise To shade you from opinion Take heed mother And let us all take heed these most abuse us The sins we doe people behold through opticks Which shews them ten times more than common vices And often multiplys them Then what justice Dare we inflict upon the weak offenders When we are theeves our selves Brun. This is Martell Studied and pen'd unto you whose base person I charge you by the love you owe a mother And as you hope for blessings from her prayers Neither to give belief to nor allowance Next I tell you Sir you from whom obedience Is so far fled that you dare taxe a mother Nay further brand her honor with your slanders And break into the treasures of her credit Your easiness is abused your faith sraited With lyes malitious lyes your merchant mischief He that never knew more trade then Tales and tumbling Suspitious into honest hearts What you or he Or all the world dare lay upon my worth This for your poor opinions I am shee And so will bear my self whose truth and whiteness Shall ever stand as far from these detections As you from dutie get you better servants People of honest actions without ends And whip these knaves away they eat your favours And turn 'em unto poysons my known credit Whom all the Courts o' this side Nile have envied And happy she could site me brought in question Now in my hours of age and reverence When rather superstition should be rendred And by a Rush that one days warmth Hath shot up to this swelling Give me justice Which is his life Theod. This is an impudence and he must tell you that till now mother brought ye a sons obedience and now breaks it Above the sufferance of a Son Bawd Bless us For I doe now begin to feel my self Turning into a halter and the ladder Turning from me one pulling at my legs too Theod. These truths are no mans tales but all mens troubles They are though your strange greatness would out-stare u'm Witness the daily Libels almost Ballads In every place almost in every Province Are made upon your lust Tavern discourses Crowds cram'd with whispers Nay the holy Temples Are not without your curses Now you would blush But your black tainted blood dare not appear For fear I should fright that too Brun. O ye gods Theod. Do not abuse their names They see your actions And your conceal'd sins though you work like Moles Lies level to their justice Brun. Art thou a Son Theod. The more my shame is of so bad a mother And more your wretchedness you let me be so But woman for a mothers name hath left me Since you have left your honor Mend these ruins And build again that broken fame and fairly Your most intemperate fires have burnt and quickly Within these ten days take a Monasterie A most strickt house a house where none may whisper Where no more light is known but what may make ye Believe there is a day where no hope dwells Nor comfort but in tears Brun. O miserie Theod. And there to cold repentance and starv'd penance Tye your succeeding days Or curse me heaven If all your guilded knaves brokers and bedders Even he you built from nothing strong Protalyde Be not made ambling Geldings All your maids If that name doe not shame 'em fed with spunges To suck away their ranckness And your self Onely to empty Pictures and dead Arras Offer your old desires Brun. I will not curse you Nor lay a prophesie upon your pride Though heaven might grant me both unthankfull no I nourish'd ye 't was I poor I groan'd for you 'T was I felt what you suffer'd I lamented When sickness or sad hours held back your swetness 'T was I pay'd for your sleeps I watchd your wakings My daily cares and fears that rid plaid walk'd Discours'd discover'd fed and fashion'd you To what you are and I am thus rewarded Theod. But that I know these tears I could dote on 'em And kneell to catch 'em as they fall then knit 'em Into an Armlet ever to be honor'd But woman they are dangerous drops deceitfull Full of the weeper anger and ill nature Brun. In my last hours despis'd Theod. That Text should tell How ugly it becomes you to err thus Your flames are spent nothing but smoke maintains ye And those your favour and your bounty suffers Lye not with you they do but lay lust on you And then imbrace you as they caught a palsie Your power they may love and like spanish Jennetts Commit with such a gust
honest Till thou wert Married Amint. Yes Sir King Tell me then how shews the sport unto thee Amint. Why well King What did you do Amint. No more nor less than other couples use You know what 't is it has but a course name King But prethee I should think by her black eye And her red cheek she should be quick and stirring In this same business ha Amint. I cannot tell I ne're try'd other Sir but I perceive She is as quick as you delivered King Well you 'l trust me then Amintor To choose a Wife for you agen Amint. No never Sir King Why like you this so ill Amint. So well I like her For this I bow my knee in thanks to you And unto Heaven will pay my grateful tribute Hourly and to hope we shall draw out A long contented life together here And die both full of gray hairs in one day For which the thanks is yours but if the powers That rule us please to call her first away Without pride spoke this World holds not a Wise Worthy to take her room King I do not like this all forbear the room But you Amintor and your Lady I have some speech with You that may concern your after living well Amint. He will not tell me that he lies with her if he do Something Heavenly stay my heart for I shall be apt To thrust this arm of mine to acts unlawful King You will suffer me to talk with her Amintor And not have a jealous pang Amint. Sir I dare trust my Wise With whom she dares to talk and not be jealous King How do you like Amintor Evad. As I did Sir King How 's that Evad. As one that to fulfil your will and pleasure I have given leave to call me Wife and Love King I see there is no lasting Faith in Sin They that break word with Heaven will break again With all the World and so dost thou with me Evad. How Sir King This subtile Womans ignorance Will not excuse you thou hast taken Oaths So great methought they did not well become A Womans mouth that thou wouldst ne're enjoy A man but me Evad. I never did swear so you do me wrong King Day and night have heard it Evad. I swore indeed that I would never love A man of lower place but if your fortune Should throw you from this height I bade you trust I would forsake you and would bend to him That won your Throne I love with my ambition Not with mine eyes but if I ever yet Toucht any other Leprosie light here Upon my face which for your Royalty I would not stain King Why thou dissemblest and it is in me to punish thee Evad. Why it is in me then not to love you which will More afflict your body than your punishment can mine King But thou hast let Amintor lie with thee Evad. I ha'not King Impudence he saies himself so Evad. He lyes King He does not Evad. By this light he does strangely and basely and I 'le prove it so I did not shun him for a night But told him I would never close with him King Speak lower 't is false Evad. I 'm no man to answer with a blow Or if I were you are the King but urge me not 't is most true King Do not I know the uncontrouled thoughts That youth brings with him when his bloud is high With expectation and desires of that He long hath waited for is not his spirit Though he be temperate of a valiant strain As this our age hath known what could he do If such a sudden speech had met his blood But ruine thee for ever if he had not kill'd thee He could not bear it thus he is as we Or any other wrong'd man Evad. It is dissembling King Take him farewel henceforth I am thy foe And what disgraces I can blot thee look for Evad. Stay Sir Amintor you shall hear Amintor Amint. What my Love Evad. Amintor thou hast an ingenious look And shouldst be vertuous it amazeth me That thou canst make such base malicious lyes Amint. What my dear Wife Evad. Dear Wife I do despise thee Why nothing can be baser than to sow Dissention amongst Lovers Amint. Lovers who Evad. The King and me Amint. O Heaven Evad. Who should live long and love without distaste Were it not for such pickthanks as thy self Did you lie with me swear now and be punisht in hell For this Amint. The saithless Sin I made To fair Aspatia is not yet reveng'd It follows me I will not lose a word To this wild Woman but to you my King The anguish of my soul thrusts out this truth Y' are a Tyrant and not so much to wrong An honest man thus as to take a pride In talking with him of it Evad. Now Sir see how loud this fellow lyed Amint. You that can know to wrong should know how Men must right themselves what punishment is due From me to him that shall abuse my bed It is not death nor can that satisfie Unless I send your lives through all the Land To shew how nobly I have freed my self King Draw not thy Sword thou knowest I cannot fear A subjects hand but thou shalt feel the weight of this If thou dost rage Amint. The weight of that If you have any worth for Heavens sake think I fear not Swords for as you are meer man I dare as easily kill you for this deed As you dare think to do it but there is Divinity about you that strikes dead My rising passions as you are my King I fall before you and present my Sword To cut mine own flesh if it be your will Alas I am nothing but a multitude Of walking griefs yet should I murther you I might before the world take the excuse Of madness for compare my injuries And they will well appear too sad a weight For reason to endure but fall I first Amongst my sorrows ere my treacherous hand Touch holy things but why I know not what I have to say why did you choose out me To make thus wretched there were thousand fools Easie to work on and of state enough within the Island Evad. I would not have a fool it were no credit for me Amint. Worse and worse Thou that dar'st talk unto thy Husband thus Profess thy self a Whore and more than so Resolve to be so still it is my fate To bear and bow beneath a thousand griefs To keep that little credit with the World But there were wise ones too you might have ta'ne another King No for I believe thee honest as thou wert valiant Amint. All the happiness Bestow'd upon me turns into disgrace Gods take your honesty again for I Am loaden with it good my Lord the King be private in it King Thou may'st live Amintor Free as thy King if thou wilt wink at this And be a means that we may meet in secret Amint. A Baud hold my breast a bitter curse Seize me if
Lerna e're bred or Nilus I am hell Till you my dear Lord shoot your light into me The beams of your forgiveness I am soul-sick And whither with the fear of one condemn'd Till I have got your pardon Amin. Rise Evadne These heavenly powers that put this good into thee Grant a continuance of it I forgive thee Make thy self worthy of it and take heed Take heed Evadne this be serious Mock not the powers above that can and dare Give thee a great example of their justice To all ensuing eyes if thou plai'st With thy repentance the best sacrifice Evad. I have done nothing good to win belief My life hath been so faithless all the creatures Made for heavens honours have their ends and good ones All but the cousening Crocodiles false women They reign here like those plagues those killing sores Men pray against and when they die like tales Ill told and unbeliev'd they pass away And go to dust forgotten But my Lord Those short dayes I shall number to my rest As many must not see me shall though too late Though in my evening yet perceive a will Since I can do no good because a woman Reach constantly at some thing that is near it I w ll redeem one minute of my age Or like another Njobe I 'le weep till I am water Amin. I am now dissolved My frozen soul melts may each sin thou hast Find a new mercy Rise I am at peace Hadst thou been thus thus excellently good Before that devil King tempted thy frailty Sure thou hadst made a star give me thy hand From this time I will know thee and as far As honour gives me leave be thy Amintor When we meet next I will salute thee fairly And pray the gods to give thee happy dayes My charity shall go along with thee Though my embraces must be far from thee I should haâ— kill'd thee but this sweet repentance Looks up my vengeance for which thus I kiss thee The last kiss we must take and would to heaven The holy Priest that gave our hands together Had given us equal Vertues go Evadne The gods thus part our bodies have a care My honour falls no farther I am well then Evad. All the dear joyes here and above hereafter Crown thy fair soul thus I take leave my Lord And never shall you see the soul Evadne Till sh'ave tryed all honoured means that may Set her in rest and wash her stains away Exeunt Banquet Enter King Calianax Hoboyes play within King I cannot tell how I should credit this From you that are his enemy Cal. I am sure he said it to me and I 'le justifie it What way he dares oppose but with my sword King But did he break without all circumstance To you his foe that he would have the Fort To kill me and then escape Cal. If he deny it I 'le make him blush King It sounds incredibly Cal. I so does every thing I say of late King Not so Calianax Cal. Yes I should fit Mute whilst a Rogue with strong arms cuts your throat King Well I will try him and if this be true I 'le pawn my life I 'le find it if 't be false And that you clothe your hate in such a lie You shall hereafter doat in your own house not in the Court. Cal. Why if it be a lie Mine ears are false for I 'le be sworn I heard it Old men are good for nothing you were best Put me to death for hearing and free him For meaning of it you would ha' trusted me Once but the time is altered King And will still where I may do with justice to the world You have no witness Cal. Yes my self King No more I mean there were that heard it Cal. How no more would you have more why am Not I enough to hang a thousand Rogues King But so you may hang honest men too if you please Cal. I may 't is like I will do so there are a hundred will swear it for a need too if I say it King Such witnesses we need not Cal. And 't is hard if my Word cannot hang a boysterous knave King Enough where 's Strato Stra. Sir Enter Strato King Why where 's all the company call Amintor in Evadne where 's my Brother and Melantius Bid him come too and Diphilus call all Exit Strato That are without there if he should desire The combat of you 't is not in the power Of all our Laws to hinder it unless we mean to quit ' em Cal. Why if you do think 'T is sit an old Man and a Counsellor To sight for what he sayes then you may grant it Enter Amin. Evad. Mel. Diph. Lipsi Cle. Stra. Diag King Come Sirs Amintor thou art yet a Bridegroom And I will use thee so thou shalt sit down Evadne sit and you Amintor too This Banquet is for you sir Who has brought A merry Tale about him to raise a laughter Amongst our wine why Strato where art thou Thou wilt chop out with them unseasonably When I desire 'em not Strato 'T is my ill luck Sir so to spend them then King Reach me a boul of wine Melantius thou art sad Amin. I should be Sir the merriest here But I ha' ne're a story of mine own Worth telling at this time King Give me the Wine Melantius I am now considering How easie 't were for any man we trust To poyson one of us in such a boul Mel. I think it were not hard Sir for a Knave Cal. Such as you are King I' faith 't were easie it becomes us well To get plain dealing men about our selves Such as you all are here Amintor to thee And to thy fair Evadne Mel. Have you thought of this Calianax Aside Cal. Yes marry have I. Mel. And what 's your resolution Cal. Ye shall have it soundly King Reach to Amintor Strato Amin. Here my love This Wine will do thee wrong for it will set Blushes upon thy cheeks and till thou dost a fault 't were pity King Yet I wonder much Of the strange desperation of these men That dare attempt such acts here in our State He could not escape that did it Mel. Were he known unpossible King It would be known Melantius Mel. It ought to be if he got then away He must wear all our lives upon his sword He need not fly the Island he must leave no one alive King No I should think no man Could kill me and scape clear but that old man Cal. But I heaven bless me I should I my Liege King I do not think thou wouldst but yet thou might'st For thou hast in thy hands the means to scape By keeping of the Fort he has Melantius and he has kept it well Mel. From cobwebs Sir 'T is clean swept I can find no other Art In keeping of it now 't was ne're besieg'd since he commanded Cal. I shall be sure of your good word But I have kept it safe from such as
love you have bestowed on me all your expences to maintain my war is but a little word you will imagine 't is slender paiment yet 't is such a word as is not to be bought but with your bloods 't is Peace All. God preserve your Majesty Arb. Now you may live securely i' your Towns Your Children round about you may sit Under your Vines and make the miseries Of other Kingdoms a discourse for you And lend them sorrows for your selves you may Safely forget there are such things as tears And you may all whose good thoughts I have gain'd Hold me unworthy where I think my life A sacrifice too great to keep you thus In such a calm estate All. God bless your Majesty Arb. See all good people I have brought the man whose very name you fear'd a captive home behold him 't is Tigranes in your heart sing songs of gladness and deliverance 1 Cit. Out upon him 2 Cit. How he looks 3 Wom. Hang him hang him Mar. These are sweet people Tigr. Sir you do me wrong to render me a scorned spectacle to common people Arb. It was so far from me to mean it so if I have ought deserv'd my loving Subjects let me beg of you not to revile this Prince in whom there dwells all worth of which the name of a man is capable valour beyond compare the terrour of his name has stretcht it self where ever there is sun and yet for you I fought with him single and won him too I made his valour stoop and brought that name soar'd to so unbeliev'd a height to fall beneath mine this inspir'd with all your loves I did perform and will for your content be ever ready for a greater work All. The Lord bless your Majesty Tigr. So he has made me amends now with a speech in commendation of himself I would not be so vain-glorious Arb. If there be any thing in which I may Do good to any creature here speak out For I must leave you and it troubles me That my occasions for the good of you Are such as call me from you else my joy Would be to spend my days among you all You shew your loves in these large multitudes That come to meet me I will pray for you Heaven prosper you that you may know old years And live to see your childrens children sit At your boards with plenty when there is A want of any thing let it be known To me and I will be a Father to you God keep you all Flourish Exeunt Kings and their Train All. God bless your Majesty God bless your Majesty 1 Come shall we go all 's done Wom. I for God sake I have not made a fire yet 2 Away away all 's done 3 Content farewel Philip. 1 Cit. Away you halter-sack you 2 Philip will not fight he 's afraid on 's face Phil. I marry am I afraid of my face 3 Thou wouldst be Philip if thou sawst it in a glass it looks so like a Visour Exeunt 2 3 and Woman 1 Cit. you 'l be hang'd sirra Come Philip walk before us homewards did not his Majesty say he had brought us home Pease for all our money 2 Cit. Yes marry did he 1 Cit. They 're the first I heard of this year by my troth I longed for some of 'em did he not say we should have some 2 Cit. Yes and so we shall anon I warrant you have every one a peck brought home to our houses Actus Tertius Enter Arbaces and Gobrias Arb. MY Sister take it ill Gob. Not very ill Something unkindly she does take it Sir to have Her Husband chosen to her hands Arb. Why Gobrias let her I must have her know my will and not her own must govern her what will she marry with some slave at home Gob. O she is far from any stubbornness you much mistake her and no doubt will like where you would have her but when you behold her you will be loth to part with such a jewel Arb. To part with her why Gobrias art thou mad she is my Sister Gob. Sir I know she is but it were pity to make poor our Land with such a beauty to enrich another Arb. Pish will she have him Gob. I do hope she will not I think she will Sir Arb. Were she my Father and my Mother too and all the names for which we think folks friends she should be forc't to have him when I know 't is sit I will not hear her say she 's loth Gob. Heaven bring my purpose luckily to pass you know 't is just she will not need constraint she loves you so Arb. How does she love me speak Gob. She loves you more than people love their health that live by labour more than I could love a man that died for me if he could live again Arb. She is not like her mother then Gob. O no when you were in Armenia I durst not let her know when you were hurt For at the first on every little scratch She kept heâ— Chamber wept and could not eat Till you were well and many times the news Was so long coming that before we heard She was as near her death as you your health Arb. Alas poor soul but yet she must be rul'd I know not how I shall requite her well I long to see her have you sent for her To tell her I am ready Gob. Sir I have Enter 1 Gent. and Tigranes 1 Gent. Sir here is the Armenian King Arb. He 's welcome 1 Gent. And the Queen mother and the Princess wait without Arb. Good Gobrias bring 'em in Tigranes you will think you are arriv'd In a strange Land where Mothers cast to poyson Their only Sons think you you shall be safe Tigr. Too safe I am Sir Enter Gobrias Arane Panthea Spaconia Bacurius Mardonius and Bessus and two Gentlemen Ara. As low as this I bow to you and would As low as is my grave to shew a mind Thankful for all your mercies Arb. O stand up And let me kneel the light will be asham'd To see observance done to me by you Ara. You are my King Arb. You are my Mother rise As far be all your faults from your own soul As from my memory then you shall be As white as innocence her self Ara. I came Only to shew my duty and acknowledge My sorrows for my sins longer to stay Were but to draw eyes more attentively Upon my shame that power that kept you safe From me preserve you still Arb. Your own desires shall be your guide Exit Arane Pan. Now let me die since I have seen my Lord the King Return in safetie I have seen all good that life Can shew me I have ne're another wish For Heaven to grant nor were it sit I should For I am bound to spend my age to come In giving thanks that this was granted me Gob. Why does not your Majesty speak Arb. To whom Gob. To the Princess Pan. Alas Sir I am
Artillery that a Gentleman a dear friend of your Lordships sent me with to get it mended Sir for if you mark the nose is somewhat loose Bac. A friend of mine you Rascal I was never wearier of doing any thing than kicking these two Foot-balls Enter Servant Serv. Here is a good Cudgel Sir Bac. It comes too late l'me weary pray thee do thou beat them 2 Sword My Lord this is soul play i'saith to put a fresh man upon us men are but men Sir Bac. That jest shall save your bones Captain Rally up your rotten Regiment and be gone I had rather thrash than be bound to kick these Rascals till they cry'd ho Bessus you may put your hand to them now and then you are quit Farewel as you like this pray visit me again 't will keep me in good health Exit Bac. 2 Sword H 'as a devilish hard foot I never felt the like 1 Sword Nor I and yet I am sure I have felt a hundred 2 Sword If he kick thus i' th' dog-Dog-daies he will be dry foundred what cure now Captain besides Oyl of Baies Bes Why well enough I warrant you you can go 2 Sword Yes heaven be thanked but I feel a shrowd ach sure h 'as sprang my huckle-bone 1 Sword I ha' lost a hanch Bes A little butter friend a little butter butter and parseley and a soveraign matter probatum est 2 Sword Captain we must request your hand now to our honours Bes Yes marry shall ye and then let all the world come we are valiant to our selves and there 's an end 1 Sword Nay then we must be valiant O my ribs 2 Sword O my small guts a plague upon these sharptoed shooes they are murtherers Exeunt clear Enter Arbaces with his sword drawn Arb. It is resolv'd I bare it whilst I could I can no more I must begin with murther of my friends and so go on to that incestuous ravishing and end my life and sins with a forbidden blow upon my self Enter Mardonius Mar. What Tragedy is near That hand was never wont to draw a sword but it cry'd dead to something Arb. Mardonius have you bid Gobrias come Mar. How do you Sir Arb. Well is he coming Mar. Why Sir are you thus why do your hands proclaim a lawless War against your self Arb. Thou answerest me one question with an other is Gobrias coming Mar. Sir he is Arb. 'T is well I can forbear your questions then be gone Mar. Sir I have mark't Arb. Mark less it troubles you and me Mar. You are more variable than you were Arb. It may be so Mar. To day no Hermit could be humbler than you were to us all Arb. And what of this Mar. And now you take new rage into your eyes as you would look us all out of the Land Arb. I do confess it will that satisfie I prethee get thee gone Mar. Sir I will speak Arb. Will ye Mar. It is my duty I fear you will kill your self I am a subject and you shall do me wrong in 't 't is my cause and I may speak Arb. Thou art not train'd in sin it seems Mardonius kill my self by Heaven I will not do it yet and when I will I 'le tell thee then I shall be such a creature that thou wilt give me leave without a word There is a method in mans wickedness it grows up by degrees I am not come so high as killing of my self there are a hundred thousand sins 'twixt me and it which I must doe and I shall come to 't at last but take my oath not now be satisfied and get thee hence Mar. I am sorry 't is so ill Arb. Be sorry then true sorrow is alone grieve by thy self Mar. I pray you let me see your Sword put up before I go I 'le leave you then Arb. Why so what folly is this in thee is it not as apt to mischief as it was before can I not reach it thinkst thou these are toyes for Children to be pleas'd with and not men now I am safe you think I would the book of fate were here my Sword is not so sure but I would get it out and mangle that that all the destinies should quite forget their sixt decrees and hast to make us new for other fortunes mine could not be worse wilt thou now leave me Mar. Heaven put into your bosome temperate thoughts I 'le leave you though I fear Arb. Go thou art honest why should the hasty error of my youth be so unpardonable to draw a sin helpless upon me Enter Gobrias Gob. There is the King now it is ripe Arb. Draw near thou guilty man that art the authour of the loathedst crime five ages have brought forth and hear me speak curses more incurable and all the evils mans body or his Spirit can receive be with thee Gob. Why Sir do you curse me thus Arb. Why do I curse thee if there be a man subtil in curses that exceeds the rest his worst wish on thee thou hast broke my heart Gob. How Sir have I preserv'd you from a child from all the arrows malice or ambition could shoot at you and have I this for my pay Arb. 'T is true thou didst preserve me and in that wert crueller than hardned murtherers of infants and their Mothers thou didst save me only till thou hadst studied out a way how to destroy me cunningly thy self this was a curious way of torturing Gob. What do you mean Arb. Thou knowst the evils thou hast done to me dost thou remember all those witching letters thou sent'st unto me to Armenia fill'd with the praise of my beloved Sister where thou extol'st her beauty what had I to do with that what could her beauty be to me and thou didst write how well she lov'd me dost thou remember this so that I doted something before I saw her Gob. This is true Arb. Is it and when I was return'd thou knowst thou didst pursue it till thou woundst me into such a strange and unbeliev'd affection as good men cannot think on Gob. This I grant I think I was the cause Arb. Wert thou Nay more I think thou meant'st it Gob. Sir I hate to lie as I love Heaven and honesty I did it was my meaning Arb. Be thine own sad judge a further condemnation will not need prepare thy self to dy Gob. Why Sir to dy Arb. Why shouldst thou live was ever yet offender so impudent that had a thought of Mercy after confession of a crime like this get out I cannot where thou hurl'st me in but I can take revenge that 's all the sweetness left for me Gob. Now is the time hear me but speak Arb. No yet I will be far more mercifull than thou wert to me thou didst steal into me and never gav'st me warning so much time as I give thee now had prevented thee for ever Notwithstanding all thy sins if thou hast hope that there is yet a prayer to save thee turn
Give me a Book I 'le swear 't Denyed me to the Officers that pursued me Brought me her self to th' door then gave me gold To bear my charges and shall I make doubt then But that she lov'd me I am confident Time having ta'ne her grief off that I shall be Most welcome to her for then to have wooâ—d her Had been unseasonable Dua. Well Sir there 's more mony To may you handsome I 'le about your business You know where you must stay Rut. There you shall find me Would I could meet my Brother now to know Whether the Jew his Genius or my Christian Has prov'd the better friend Exit Dua. O who would trust Deceiving woman or believe that one The best and most Canoniz'd ever was More than a seeming goodness I could rail now Against the sex and curse it but the theam And way 's too common yet that Guiomar My Mother nor let that forbid her to be The wonder of our nation she that was Mark'd out the great example for all Matrons Both Wife and Widow she that in my breeding Exprest the utmost of a Mothers care And tenderness to a Son she that yet feigns Such sorrow for me good God that this mother After all this should give up to a stranger The wreak she ow'd her Son I fear her honour That he was sav'd much joyes me and grieve only That she was his preserver I 'le try further And by this Engine find whether the tears Of which she is so prodigal are for me Or us'd to cloak her base hypocrisie Exit Enter Hippolyta and Sulpitia Hip. Are you assur'd the charm prevails Sulp. Do I live Or do you speak to me Now this very instant Health takes its last leave of her meager paleness Like winter nips the Roses and the Lilies The Spring that youth and love adorn'd her face with To force affection is beyond our art For I have prov'd all means that hell has taught me Or the malice of a woman which exceeds it To change Arnoldo's love but to no purpose But for your bond-woman Hip. Let her pine and dye She remov'd which like a brighter Sun Obscures my beams I may shine out again And as I have been be admir'd and sought to How long has she to live Sulp. Lady before The Sun twice rise and set be confident She is but dead I know my Charm hath found her Nor can the Governours Guard her lovers tears Her Fathers sorrow or his power that freed her Defend her from it Enter Zabulon Zab. All things have succeeded As you could wish I saw her brought sick home The image of pale death stampt on her fore-head Let me adore this second Hecate This great Commandress of the fatal Sisters That as she pleases can cut short or lengthen The thread of life Hip. Where was she when the inchantment First seis'd upon her Zab. Taking the fresh air In the company of the Governour and Count Clodio Arnoldo too was present with her Father When in a moment so the servants told me As she was giving thanks to the Governour And Clodio for her unexpected freedom As if she had been blasted she sunk down To then amazement Hip 'T is thy master piece Which I will so reward that thou shalt fix here And with the hazard of thy life no more Make tryal of thy powerful Art which known Our Laws call death off with this Magical Robe And be thy self Enter Governour Clodio and Charino Sulp. Stand close you shall hear more Man You must have patience all rage is vain now And piety forbids that we should question What is decreed above or ask a reason Why heaven determines this or that way of us Clod. Heaven has no hand in 't 't is a work of hell Her life hath been so innocent all her actions So free from the suspicion of crime As rather she deserves a Saints place here Than to endure what now her sweetness suffers Char. Not for her fault but mine Sir Zenocia suffers The sin I made when I sought to rase down Arnoldo's love built on a Rock of truth Now to the height is punish'd I profess Had he no birth nor parts the present sorrow He now expresses for her does deserve her Above all Kings though such had been his rivals Clod. All ancient stories of the love of Husbands To vertuous Wives be now no more remembred Char. The tales of Turtles ever be forgotten Or for his sake believ'd Man I have heard there has been Between some married paits such sympathy That th' Husband has felt really the throws His Wife then teeming suffers this true grief Confirms 't is not impossible Clod. We shall find Fit time for this hereafter let 's use now All possible means to help her Man Care nor cost Nor what Physicians can do shall be wanting Make use of any means or men Char. You are noble Exeunt Man Clod. and Char. Sulp. Ten Colledges of Doctors shall not save her Her fate is in your hand Hip. Can I restore her Sulp. If you command my Art Hip. I 'le dye my self first And yet I 'le go visit her and see This miracle of sorrow in Arnoldo And 't were for me I should change places with her And dye most happy such a lovers tears Were a rich monument but too good for her Whose misery I glory in come Sulpitia You shall along with me good Zabulon Be not sat off Zab. I will attend you Madam Exeunt Enter Duarte and a Servant Ser. I have serv'd you from my youth and ever You have found me faithful that you live's a treasure I 'le look up here not shall it be let forth But when you give me warrant Dua. I rely Upon thy saith nay no more protestations Too many of them will call that in question Which now I doubt not she is there Ser. Alone too But take it on my life your entertainment Appearing as you are will be but course For the displeasure I shall undergo I am prepar'd Dua. Leave me I 'le stand the hazard Exit Servant The silence that 's observ'd her close retirements No visitants admitted not the day These sable colours all signs of true sorrow Or hers is deeply counterfeit I 'le look nearer Manners give leave she sits upon the ground By heaven she weeps my picture in her hand too She kisses it and weeps again Enter Guiomar Gui. Who 's there Dua. There is no starting back now Madam Gui. Ha another murderer I 'le not protect thee Though I have no more Sons Dua. Your pardon Lady There 's no such foul fact taints me Gui. What makes thou here then Where are my servants do none but my sorrows Attend upon me speak what brought thee hither Dua. A will to give you comfort Gui. Thou art but a man And 't is beyond a humane reach to do it If thou could raise the dead out of their graves Bid time run back make me now what I was A happy Mother
inventions O' my conscience and 't were not for sharp justice you would venture to aim at your own mothers and account it glorie to say you had done so all you think are counsels and cannot erre 't is we still that shew double giddy or gorg'd with passion we that build Babels for mens concâ—usions we that scatter as day does his warm light our killing curses over Gods creatures next to the devils malice le ts intreat your good words Val. Well this woman has a brave soul Wid. Are not we gaily blest then and much beholding to you for your substance you may do what you list we what beseems us and narrowly do that too and precisely our names are served in else at Ordinaries and beâ—â— t abroad in Taverns Val. O most brave Wench and able to redeem an age of women Wid. You are no Whoremasters Alas no Gentlemen â—t wâ—â—e an impudence to think you vicious you are so holy handsome Ladies fright you you are the cool things of the time the tempâ—tance meeâ— Emblems of the Law and veils of Vertue you are not daily mending like Dutch Watches and plastering like old Walls they are not Gentlemen that with their secret sins increase our Surgeons and â—e in Foraign Countries for new sores Women are all these Vâ—ces you are not envious false covetous vaâ—â—â—â—â—â—â—s iâ—â—â—ligious drunken revengeful giddie-eyed like Paâ—â—ots â—aters of others honours Vaâ— You are angry Wid No by my â—â—oth and yet I could say more too for when men make me angry I am miserable Val. Sure 't is a man sâ—e could not beaâ— it thus bravely else it may he I am tedious Wid. Not at all Sir I am content at this time you should trouble me Val. You are distrustful Wid. Where I find no truth Sir Val. Come come you are full of passion Wid. Some I have I were too near the nature o' God â—lse Val. You are monstrous peevish Wid. Because they are monstrous foolish and know not how to use that should try me Val. I was never answered thus were you never drunk Lady Wid. No sure not drunk Sir yet I love good Wine as I love health and joy of heart but temperately why do you ask that question Val. For that sin that they most charge you with is this sin's seâ—vant they say you are monstrous Wid. What Sir what Val. Most strangely Wid. It has a namâ— sure Val. Infinitely lustful without all bounds they swear you kill'd your Husband Wid. Let us have it all for Heavens sake 't is good mirth Sir Val. They say you will have four now and those som stuck in four quarters like four winds to cool you will she not cry nor cuâ—sâ— Wid. On with your story Val. And that you are forcing out of dispensations with sums of money to that purpose Wid. Four Husbands should not I be blest Sir for example Lord what should I do with them turn a Malt-mill or Tithe them out like Town bulls to my Tenants you come to make me angry but you cannot Val. I 'le make you merry then you are a brave Woman and in despite of envy a right one go thy wayes truth thou art as good a Woman as any Lord of them all can lay his Leg over I do not often commend your Sex Wid. It seems so your commendations are so studied for Val. I came to see you and sift you into Flowr to know your pureness and I have found you excellent I thank you continue so and shew men how to tread and women how to follow get an Husband an honest man you are a good woman and live hedg'd in from scandal let him be too an understanding man and to that stedfast 't is pity your fair Figure should miscarry and then your are sixt farewel Wid. Pray stay a little I love your company now you are so pleasant and to my disposition set so even Val. I can no longer Exit Wid. As I live a lâ—â—â— fellow this manly handsome bluntness shews him honest what is he or from whence bless me four Husbands how prettily he fooled me into Vices to stâ—â— my jealousie and find my nature a proper Gentleman I am not well o' th' sudden such a companion I could live and dye with his angers are meer mirth 〈◊〉 Isabella Isa Come come I am ready Wid. Are you so Isa What ails she the Coach staies and the pâ—â—â—â—◠〈◊〉 day goes on I am as ready now as you desire Sister 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 stays now why do you sit and pout thus Wid. Prethee be quiet I am not well Isa For Heav'ns sake let 's not ride staggering in 〈◊〉 night come pray you take some Sweet-meats in 〈◊〉 pocket if your stomach Wid. I have a little business Isab To abuse me you shall not find new dreams 〈◊〉 new suspicions to horse withal Wid. Lord who made you a Commander hey â—o 〈◊〉 heart Isab Is the wind come thither and Coward like do yâ—â— lose your Colours to ' em are you sick o' th' Valeâ—tâ—â—◠〈◊〉 Sister come let 's away the Country will so quicken you and we shall live so sweetly Luce my Ladies Cloak 〈◊〉 you have put me into such a gog of going I would not 〈◊〉 for all the world if I live here you have so knock'd 〈◊〉 love into my head that I shall love any body and I 〈◊〉 my body I know not how so apt pray let 's be gâ—â— Sister I stand on thorns Wid. I prethee Isabella i'saith I have sâ—â—â—â—â—siness tâ—â— concerns me I will suspect no more 〈…〉 me and I 'le pay the hundred pound you 〈…〉 Enter Shorthose Roger Humphreâ— Râ—lpâ— Isab I had rather go but Wid. Come walk in with me we 'll go to Caâ—â— â—â—â—dle the Horses Short A Jubile a Jubile we stay Boys Enter Uncle Lan. Foun Bella. Harebâ—ain following Vnc. Are they behind us Lan. Close close speak aloud Sir Vnc. I am glad my Nephew has so much discâ—etio◠〈◊〉 lâ—ngth to find his wants did she entertain him Lance. Most bravely nobly and gave him such a 〈◊〉 come Vnc. For his own sake do you think Lance. Most certain Sir and in his own cause bes◠〈◊〉 himself too and wan such liking from her she dâ—tâ—s â— him h 'as the command of all the house already Vnc. He deals not well with his friends Lance. Let him deal on and be his own friend he 〈◊〉 most need of her Vnc. I wonder they would put him Lan. You are in the right on 't a man that must râ—â—â— himself I knew he would couzen 'em and glad I am he haâ— he watched occasion and found it i' th' nick Vnc. He has deceived me Lan. I told you howsoever he wheel'd about he work charge home at length how I could laugh now to think of these tame fools Vnc. 'T was not well done because they trusted him 〈◊〉 Bel. Hark you Gentlemen Vnc. We are upon a business pray excuse us they hâ—â—â— it home Lanc. Come let it work good on Gentlemen
plaisters And their torn pass-ports with the ways to stammer And to be dumb and deaf and blind and lame There all the halting paces are set down I' th' learned language Clau. Thither I refer them Those you at leisure shall interpret to them We love no heaps of laws where few will serve Om. O gracious Prince ' save ' save the good King Claâ—â— Hig. A Song to crown him Fer. Set a Centinel out first Snap The word Hig. A Cove comes and fumbumbis to it Snaâ— The SONG CAst our Caps and cares away this is Beggars Holy-day At the Crowning of our King thus we ever dance and 〈◊〉 In the world look out and see where 's so happy a Prince as he Where the Nation live so free and so merry as do we Be it peace or be it war here at liberty we are And enjoy our ease and rest To the field we are not prest Nor are call'd into the Town to be troubled with the Gown Hang all Officers we cry and the Magistrate too by When the Subsidie's encreast we are not a penny Sest Nor will any go to Law with the Beggar for a straw All which happiness he brags he doth owe unto his rags Enter Snap Hubert and Hemskirke Snap A Cove comes Fumbumbis Prig. To your postures arm Hub. Yonder 's the Town I see it Hemsk. There 's our danger Indeed afore us if our shadows save not Hig. Bless your good Worships Fer. One small piece of mony Prig. Amongst us all poor wretches Clau. Blind and lame Ginks. For his sake that gives all Hig. Pitifull Worships Snap One little doyt Enter Jaculin Jac. King by your leave where are you Fer. To buy a little bread Hig. To feed so many Mouths as will ever pray for you Prig. Here be seven of us Hig. Seven good Master O remember seven Seven blessings Fer. Remember gentle Worship Hig. ' Gainst seven deadly sins Prig. And seven sleepers Hig. If they be hard of heart and will give nothing Alas we had not a charity this three dayes Hab. There 's amongst you all Fer. Heaven reward you Prig. Lord reward you Hig. The Prince of pity bless thee Hab. Do I see or is' t my fancy that would have it so Ha 't is her face come hither maid Jac. What ha' you Bells for my squirrel I ha' giv'n bun meat You do not love me do you catch me a butterfly And I 'le love you again when can you tell Peace we go a birding I shall have a fine thing Exit Hub. Her voyce too sayes the same but for my head I would not that her manners were so chang'd Hear me thou honest fellow what 's this maiden That lives amongst you here Gin. Ao ao ao ao Hub. How nothing but signs Gin. Ao ao ao ao Hub. This is strange I would fain have it her but not her thus Hig. He is de-de-de-de-de-de-deaf and du-du-dude dumb Sir Hub. Slid they did all speak plain ev'n now me thought Do'st thou know this same maid Snap Why why why why which gu gu gu gu Gods fool See was bo-bo-bo-bo born at the barn yonder By-be be-be-be-Beggars Bush-bo-bo-Bush Her name is My-my-my-my-my-match so was her Mo-mo-mo-Mothers too too Hab. I understand no word he says how long Has she been here Snap Lo-lo-long enough to be ni-ni-nigled and sne ha' go-go go good luck Hub. I must be better inform'd than by this way Here was another face too that I mark'd Of the old mans but they are vanish'd all Most suddenly I will come here again O that I were so happy as to find it What I yet hope it is put on Hem. What mean you Sir To stay there with that stammerer Hub. Farewell friend It will be worth return to search Come Protect us our disguise now pre'thee Hemskirk If we be taken how do'st thou imagine This town will use us that hath stood so long Out against Wolfort Hem. Ev'n to hang us forth Upon their walls a sunning to make Crows meat If I were not assur'd o' the Burgomaster And had a pretty excuse to see a niece there I should scarce venture Hub. Come 't is now too late To look back at the ports good luck and enter Exeunt SCENA II. Enter Goswin Gos Still blow'st thou there and from all other parts Do all my agents sleep that nothing comes There 's a conspiracy of windes and servants If not of Elements to ha' me break What should I think unless the Seas and Sands Had swallow'd up my ships or fire had spoil'd My ware-houses or death devour'd my Factors I must ha' had some returns Enter Merchants 1 Mer. 'Save you Sir Gos 'Save you 1 Mer. No news yet o' your Ships Gos Not any yet Sir 1 Mer. 'T is strange Exit Gos 'T is true Sir what a voyce was here now This was one passing bell a thousand ravens Sung in that man now to presage my ruins 2 Mer. Goswin good day these winds are very constant Gos They are so Sir to hurt 2 Mer. Ha' you had no letters Lately from England nor from Denmark Gos Neither 2 Mer. This wind brings them not no news over land Through Spain from the Straights Gos Not any 2 Mer. I am sorry Sir Exit Gos They talk me down and as 't is said of Vulturs They scent a field fought and do smell the carkasses By many hundred miles So do these my wracks At greater distances Why thy will Heaven Come on and be yet if thou please preserve me But in my own adventure here at home Of my chast love to keep me worthy of her It shall be put in scale ' gainst all ill fortunes I am not broken yet nor should I fall Me thinks with less than that that ruins all Exit SCENA III. Enter Van-dunck Hubert Hemskirk and Margaret Boors Van. Captain you are welcom so is this your friend Most safely welcom though our Town stand out Against your Master you shall find good quarter The troth is we not love him Margaret some wine Let 's talk a little treason if we can Talk treason ' gainst the traitors by your leave Gentlemen We here in Bruges think he do's usurp And therefore I am bold with him Hub. Sir your boldness Happily becomes your mouth but not our ears While we are his servants And as we come nere Not to ask questions walk forth on your walls Visit your courts of guard view your munition Ask of your corn-provisions nor enquire Into the least as spies upon your strengths So let 's entreat we may receive from you Nothing in passage or discourse but what We may with gladness and our honesties here And that shall feal our welcom Van. Good let 's drink then Fill out I keep mine old pearl still Captain Marg. I hang fast man Hen. Old Jewels commend their keeper Sir Van. Here 's to you with a heart my Captains friend With a good heart and if this make us speak Bold words anon 't is all under the
〈◊〉 bottom speak if thou be here My Perigot thy Amoret thy dear Callâ— on thy loved Name Per. What art thou darest Treaâ— thes◠〈…〉 paths where death and care Dwell on the face of â—â—â—knefs Amo. 'T is tâ—â— friend Thy Amoret come â—ither to give end To 〈◊〉 confiâ—â—â—ngs look up gentle Boy I have forgot â—â—ose Pains and dear annoy I suffer'd for thy sake and am content To be in love again why hast thou rent Those â—uâ—led loâ—ks where I have often hung Riband and Damask-roses and have slung Waters distil'd to make thee fresh and gay Sweeter than the Nosegayes on a Bridal day Why dost thou cross thine Arms and hang thy face Down to thy bosom letting fall apace From those two little Heavens upon the ground Showers of more price more Orient and more round Than those that hang upon the Moons pale brow Cease these complainings Shepherd I am now The same I ever was as kind and free And can forgive before you ask of me Indeed I can and will Per. So spoke my fair O you great working powers of Earth and Air Water and forming fire why have you lent Your hidden vertues of so ill intent Even such a face so fan so bright of liue Had Amoret such words so smooth and new Came flying from her tongue such was her eye And such the pointed sparkle that did flye Forth like a bleeding shaft all is the same The Robe and Buskins painted Hook and frame Of all her Body O me Amoret Amo. Shepherd what means this Riddle who hath set So strong a difference 'twixt my self and me That I am grown another look and see The Ring thou gav'st me and about my wrist That curious Bracelet thou thy fell didst twist From those fan Tresses knowst thou Amoret Hath not some newer love forc'd thee forget Thy Ancient faith Per. Still nearer to my love These be the very words she oft did prove Upon my temper so she still would take Wonder into her face and silent make Signs with her head and hand as who would say Shepherd remember this another day Amo. Am I not Amoret where was I lose Can there be Heaven and time and men and most Of these unconstant Faith where art thou 〈◊〉 Are all the vows and protestations dead The hands help up the wishes and the heart Is there not one remaining not a part Of all these to be found why then I see Men never knew that vertue Constancie Per. Men ever were most blessed till crass late Brought Love and Women forth unfortunate To all that ever tasted of their smiles Whose actions are all double full of wiles Like to the subtil Hare that 'fore the Hounds Makes many turnings leaps and many rounds This way and that way to deceive the scent Of her pursuers Amo. 'T is but to prevent Their speedy coming on that seek her fall The hands of cruel men more Bestial And of a nature more refusing good Than Beasts themselves or Fishes of the Flood Per. Thou art all these and more than nature meant When she created all frowns joys content Extream fire for an hour and presently Colder than sleepy poyson or the Sea Upon whose face sits a continual frost Your actions ever driven to the most Then down again as low that none can find The rise or falling of a Womans mâ—â—d Amo. Can there bâ— any Age or dayes or time Or tongues of men guilty so great a crime As wronging simple Maid O Perigot Thou that wast yesterday without a blot Thou that wast every good and every thing That men call blessed thou that wast the spring From whence our looser grooms drew all their best Thou that wast alwayes just and alwayes blest In faith and promise thou that hadst the name Of Vertuous given thee and made good the same Ev'en from thy Cradle thou that wast that all That men delighted in Oh what a fall Is this to have been so and now to be The only best in wrong and infamie And I to live to know this and by me That lov'd thee dearer than mine eyes or that Which we esteem'd our honour Virgin state Dearer than Swallows love the early morn Or Dogs of Chace the sound of merry Horn Dearer than thou canst love thy new Love if thou hast Another and far dearer than the last Dearer than thou canst love thy self though all The self love were within thee that did fall With that coy Swain that now is made a flower For whose dear sake Echo weeps many a shower And am I thus rewarded for my flame Lov'd worthily to get a wantons name Come thou forsaken Willow wind my head And noise it to the world my Love is dead I am forsaken I am cast away And left for every lazy Groom to say I was unconstant light and sooner lost Than the quick Clouds we see or the chill Frost When the hot Sun beats on it Tell me yet Canst thou not love again thy Amoret Per. Thou art not worthy of that blessed name I must not know thee fling thy wanton flame Upon some lighter blood that may be hot With words and feigned passions Perigot Was ever yet unstain'd and shall not now Stoop to the meltings of a borrowed brow Amo. Then hear me heaven to whom I call for right And you fair twinkling stars that crown the night And hear me woods and silence of this place And ye sad hours that move a sullen pace Hear me ye shadows that delight to dwell In horrid darkness and ye powers of Hell Whilst I breath out my last I am that maid That yet untainted Amoret that plaid The careless prodigal and gave away My soul to this young man that now dares say I am a stranger not the same more wild And thus with much belief I was beguil'd I am that maid that have delaid deny'd And almost scorn'd the loves of all that try'd To win me but this swain and yet confess I have been woo'd by many with no less Soul of affection and have often had Rings Belts and Cracknels sent me from the lad That feeds his flocks down westward Lambs and Doves By young Alexis Daphnis sent me gloves All which I gave to thee nor these nor they That sent them did I smile on or e're lay Up to my after-memory But why Do I resolve to grieve and not to dye Happy had been the stroke thou gav'st if home By this time had I found a quiet room Where every slave is free and every brest That living breeds new care now lies at rest And thither will poor Amoret Per. Thou must Was ever any man so loth to trust His eyes as I or was there ever yet Any so like as this to Amoret For whose dear sake I promise if there be A living soul within thee thus to free â—â—y body from it He hurts her again Amo. So this work hath end Farewel and live be constant to thy friend Tâ—at loves thee next Enter Satyr Perigot
ready to do good to all Come near Peri. I dare not Clor. Satyr see Who it is that calls on me Sat. There at hand some Swain doth stand Stretching out a bloudy hand Peri. Come Clorin bring thy holy waters clear To wash my hand Clo. What wonders have been here Tonight stretch forth thy hand young Swain Wâ—â—â— and rub it whilest I rain Holy water Peri. Still you pour But my hand will never scower Cor. Satyr bring him to the Bower We will try the Soveraign power Of other waters Satyr Mortal sure 'T is the Blood of Maiden pure That stains thee so The Satyr leadeth him to the Bower where he spieth Amoret and kneeling down she knoweth him Peri. What e're thou be Be'st thou her spright or some divinitie That in her shape thinks good to walk this grove Pardon poor Ferigot Amor. I am thy love Thy Amoret for evermore thy love Strike once more on my naked breast I 'le prove As constant still O couldst thou love me yet How soon should I my former griefs forget Peri. So over-great with joy that you live now I am that no desire of knowing how Doth seize me hast thou still power to forgive Amo. Whilest thou hast power to love or I to live More welcome now than hadst thou never gone Astray from me Peri. And when thou lov'st alone And not I death or some lingring pain That 's worse light on me Clor. Now your stain This perhaps will cleanse again See the blood that erst did stay With the water drops away Aâ—â— the powers again are pleas'd Aâ—â— with this new knot appeas'd 〈◊〉 your hands and rise together 〈◊〉 blest that brought you hither Enter Priest and Old Shephered Clor. Go back again what ere thou art unless Sâ—â—eth Maiden thoughts possess thee do not press â—â—is hallowed ground Go Satyr take his hand And give him present trial Satyr Mortal stand â—â—l by fire I have made known Whether thou be such a one That mayst freely tread this place Hold thy hand up never was More untainted flesh than this â—â—rest he is full of bliss Clor. Then boldly speak why dost thou seek this place Priest First honour'd Virgin to behold thy face Where all good dwells that is Next for to try The truth of late report was given to me Those Shepherds that have met with foul mischance Through much neglect and more ill governance Whether the wounds they have may yet endure The open Air or stay a longer cure And lastly what the doom may be shall light Upon those guilty wretches through whose spight Aâ— this confusion fell For to this place Tâ—ou holy Maiden have I brought the race Of these offenders who have freely told Both why and by what means they gave this bold Attempt upon their lives Clor. Fume all the ground And sprinkle holy water for unsound And foul infection 'gins to fill the Air It gathers yet more strongly take a pair Of Censors fill'd with Frankincense and Mirrh Together with cold Camphyre quickly stir Thee gentle Satyr for the place begins To sweat and labour with the abhorred sins Of those offenders let them not come nigh For full of itching flame and leprosie Their very souls are that the ground goes back And shrinks to feel the sullen weight of black And so unheard of venome hie thee fast Thou holy man and banish from the chast These manlike monsters let them never more Be known upon these downs but long before The next Suns rising put them from the sight And memory of every honest wight Be quick in expedition lest the sores Of these weak Patients break into new gores Ex. Priest Per. My dear dear Amoret how happy are Those blessed pairs in whom a little jar Hath bred an everlasting love too strong For time or steel or envy to do wrong How do you feel your hurts Alas poor heart How much I was abus'd give me the smart For it is justly mine Amo. I do believe It is enough dear friend leave off to grieve And let us once more in despight of ill Give hands and hearts again Per. With better will Than e're I went to find in hottest day Cool Crystal of the Fountain to allay My eager thirst may this band never break Hear us O Heaven Amo. Be constant Per. Else Pan wreak With bouble vengeance my disloyalty Let me not dare to know the company Of men or any more behold those eyes Amo. Thus Shepherd with a kiss all envy dyes Enter Priest Priest Bright Maid I have perform'd your will the Swain In whom such heat and black rebellions 〈◊〉 gn Hath undergone your sentence and disgrace Only the Maid I have reserv'd whose face Shews much amendment many a tear doth fall In sorrow of her fault great fair recal Your heavy doom in hope of better daies Which I dare promise once again upraise Her heavy Spirit that near drowned lyes In self comsuming care that never dyes Clor. I am content to pardon call her in The Air grows cool again and doth begin To purge it self how bright the day doth show After this stormy Cloud go Satyr go And with this Taper boldly try her hand If she be pure and good and firmly stand To be so still we have perform'd a work Worthy the Gods themselves Satyr brings Amaryllis in Satyr Come forward Maiden do not lurk Nor hide your face with grief and shame Now or never get a name That may raise thee and recure All thy life that was impure Hold your hand unto the flame If thou beest a perfect dame Or hast truely vow'd to mend This pale fire will be thy friend See the Taper hurts her not Go thy wayes let never spot Henceforth seize upon thy blood Thank the Gods and still be good Cor. Young Shepherdess now ye are brought again To Virgin state be so and so remain To thy last day unless the faithful love Of some good Shepherd force thee to remove Than labour to be true to him and live As such a one that ever strives to give A bâ—â—â—â—â—d memory to after time 〈◊〉 famous for your good not for your crime 〈◊〉 holy man I offer up again 〈◊〉 patients full of health and free from pain â—â—â—p tâ—â—m f om after ills be ever near 〈…〉 actions teach them how to clear 〈…〉 â—ous way they pass through from suspect 〈…〉 from wrongâ—ng others or neglect Of 〈◊〉 in themselves correct the bloud With thirsty bâ—ts and labour let the floud Oâ— the next neigâ—bouring spring give remedy To gâ—â—â—ly thriâ—â— and travel not the tree That â—angs with wanton clusters let let not wine Unless in sacrifice or â—ites divine Be ever known of Sâ—â—pâ—â—d have a care Thou man of holy life Now do not spare Their faults through much remissness nor forget To cherish him wâ—ose many pains and swet Hath giv'n increase and added to the downs Sort all your Shepherds from the laâ—y clowns That fâ—â—d it H seâ—s in the budded Brooms Teach the young
To save a little gold have sold your Daughter To worse than slaverie Cler. This was spoke home indeed Beau. Sir I shall take some other time to tell you That this harsh language was delivered to An old man but my Father Din. At your pleasure Cler. Proceed in your design let me alone To answer him or any man Verd. You presume Too much upon your name but may be couzen'd Din. But for you most unmindfull of my service For now I may upbraid you and with honour Since all is lost and yet I am a gainer In being deliver'd from a torment in you For such you must have been you to whom nature Gave with a liberal hand most excellent form Your education language and discourse And judgement to distinguish when you shall With feeling sorrow understand how wretched And miserable you have made your self And but your self have nothing to accuse Can you with hope from any beg compassion But you will say you serv'd your Fathers pleasure Forgetting that unjust commands of Parents Are not to be obey'd or that you are rich And that to wealth all pleasure else are servants Yet but consider how this wealth was purchas'd 'T will trouble the possession Champ. You Sir know I got it and with honour Din. But from whom Remember that and how you 'l come indeed To houses bravely furnish'd but demanding Where it was bought this Souldier will not lie But answer truly this rich cloth of Arras I made my prize in such a Ship this Plate Was my share in another these fair Jewels Coming a shore I got in such a Village The Maid or Matron kill'd from whom they were ravish'd The Wines you drink are guilty too for this This Candie Wine three Merchants were undone These Suckets break as many more in brief All you shall wear or touch or see is purchas'd By lawless force and you but revel in The tears and grones of such as were the owners Champ. 'T is false most basely false Verta. Let losers talk Din. Lastly those joyes those best of joyes which Hymen Freely bestows on such that come to tye The sacred knot he blesses won unto it By equal love and mutual affection Not blindly led with the desire of riches Most miserable you shall never taste of â—his Marriage night you 'l meet a Widows bed Or failing of those pleasures all Brides look for Sin in your wish it were so Champ. Thou art a Villain A base malitious slanderer Cler. Strike him Din. No he is not worth a blow Champ. O that I had thee In some close vault that only would yield room To me to use my Sword to thee no hope To run away I would make thee on thy knees Bite out the tongue that wrong'd me Verta. Pray you have patience Lamira This day I am to be your Soveraign Let me command you Champ. I am lost with rage And know not what I am my self nor you Away dare such as you that love the smoke Of peace more than the fire of glorious War And like unprofitable drones feed on Your grandâ—ires labours that as I am now Were gathering Bees and fill'd their Hive this Country With brave triumphant spoils censure our actions You object my prizes to me had you seen The horrour of a Sea-sight with what danger I made them mine the fire I fearless fought in And quench'd it in mine enemies blood which straight Like oyle pour'd out on 't made it burn anew My Deck blown up with noise enough to mock The lowdest thunder and the desperate fools That Boorded me sent to desie the tempests That were against me to the angrie Sea Frighted with men thrown o're no victory But in despight of the four Elements The Fire the Air the Sea and sands hid in it To be atchiev'd you would confess poor men Though hopeless such an honourable way To get or wealth or honour in your selves He that through all these dreadfull passages Pursued and overtook them unaffrighted Deserves reward and not to have it stil'd By the base name of theft Din. This is the Courtship That you must look for Madam Cler. 'T will do well When nothing can be done to spend the night with Your tongue is sound good Lord and I could wish For this young Ladyes sake this leg this arm And there is something else I will not name Though 't is the only thing that must content her Had the same vigour Champ. You shall buy these scoffs With your best blood help me once noble anger Nay stir not I alone must right my self And with one leg transport me to correct These scandalous praters O that noble wounds Falls Should hinder just revenge D' ye jear me too I got these not as you do your diseases In Brothels or with riotous abuse Of wine in Taverns I have one leg shot One arm disabled and am honour'd more By losing them as I did in the face Of a brave enemy than if they were As when I put to Sea you are French-men only In that you have been laied and cur'd goe to You mock my leg but every bone about you Makes you good Almanack-makers to foretell What weather we shall have Din. Put up your Sword Cler. Or turn it to a Crutch there 't may by usefull And live on the relation to your Wife Of what a brave man you were once Din. And tell her What a fine vertue 't is in a young Lady To give an old man pap Cer. Or hire a Surgeon To teach her to roul up your broken limbs Din. To make a Pultess and endure the scent Of oils and nasty Plasters Verta. Fie Sir fie You that have stood all dangers of all kinds to Yield to a Rivalls scoffe Lamira Shed tears upon Your Wedding day this is unmanly Gentlemen Champ. They are tears of anger O that I should live To play the woman thus All powerfull heaven Restore me but one hour that strength again That I had once to chastise in these men Their folies and ill manners and that done When you please I 'le yield up the fort of life And do it gladly Cler. We ha' the better of him We ha' made him cry Verdo. You shall have satisfaction And I will do it nobly or disclaim me Beaup. I say no more you have a Brother Sister This is your wedding day we are in the street And howsoever they forget their honour 'T is fit I lose not mine by their example Vert. If there be Laws in Paris look to answer This insolent affront Cler. You that live by them Study 'em for heavens sake for my part I know not Nor care not what they are Is their ought else That you would say Din. Nothing I have my ends Lamira weeps I have said too much I fear So dearly once I lov'd her that I cannot Endure to see her tears Exeunt Dinant and Cleremont Champ. See you perform it And do it like my Nephew Verdo. If I fail in 't Ne'r know
me more Cousin Beaupre Champ. Repent not What thou hast done my life thou shalt not find I am decrepit in my love and service I will be young and constant and believe me For thou shalt find it true in sâ—orn of all The scandals thâ—se rude men have thrown upon me I 'le meet thy pleasures with a young mans ardour And in all circumstances of a Husband Perform my part Lamira Good Sir I am your sâ—rvâ—nt And 't is too late now iâ— I did repent Which as I am a virgin yet I do not To undoe the â—not that by the Church is tyed Only I would beseech ye as you have A good opinion of me and my vertues For so you have pleas'd to stile my innocent weakness That what hath pass'd be wâ—en Dinant and me Or what now in your hearing he hath spoken Beget not doubts or fears Champ. I apprehend you You think I will be jealous as I live Thou art mistaken sweet and to confirm it Discourse with whom thou wilt ride where thou wilt Feast whom thou wilt as often as thou wilt For I will have no other guards upon thee Than thine own thoughts Lamira I 'le use this liberty With moderation Sir Beaup. I am resolv'd Steal off I 'le follow you Champ. Come Sir you droop Till you find cause which I shall never give Dislike not of your Son in Law Verta Sir you teach me The language I should use I am most happy In being so near you Exeunt Verdone and Beaupre Lamira O my fears good nurse Follow my Brother unobserv'd and learn Which way he takes Nurs I will be carefull Madam Exit Nurse Champ. Between us complements are superfluous On Gentlemen th' affront we have met here We 'l think upon hereafter 't were unfit To cherish any thought to breed unrest Or to our selves or to our Nuptial feast Exeunt Enter Dinant and Cleremont Cler. We shall have sport ne'r fear 't Din. What sport I prethee Cler. Why we must fight I know it and I long â—or't It was apparent in the fiery eye Of young Verdoâ—e Beaupre look'd pale and shook too Familiar signs of anger They are both brave fellows Tri'd and approv'd and I am proud to encounter With men from whom no honour can be lost They will play up to a man and set him off When e're I go to the field heaven keep me from The meeting of an unflesh'd youth or Coward The first to get a name comes on too hot The Coward is so swift in giving ground There is no overtaking him without A hunting Nag well breath'd too Din. All this while You ne'r think on the danger Cler. Why 't is no more Than meeting of a dozen friends at Supper And drinking hard mischief comes there unlook'd for I am sure as suddain and strikes home as often For this we are prepar'd Din. Lamira Loves Her Brother Beaupre dearly Cler. What of that Din. And should he call me to account for what But now I spake nor can I with mine honour Recant my words that little hope is left me E're to enjoy what next to Heaven I long for Is taken from me Câ—er Why what can you hope for She being now married Din. Oh my Cleremont To you all secrets of my heart lye open And I rest most secure that whatsoe're I loâ—k up there is as a private thought And will no farther wrong me I am a French-man And for the greater part we are born Courtiers She is a woman and however yet No heat of service had the power to melt Her frozen Chastity time and opportunitie May work her to my ends I confess ill ones And yet I must pursue 'em now her marriage In probabilitie will no way hurt But rather help me Cler. Sits the wind there pray you tell me How far off dwells your love from lust Din. Too near But prethee chide me not Cler. Not I goe on boy I have faults my self and will not reprehend A crime I am not free from for her Marriage I do esteem it and most batchellors are Of my opinion as a fair protection To play the wanton without loss of honour Din. Would she make use of 't so I were most happy Cler. No more of this Judge now Whether I have the gift of prophecie Enter Beaupre and Verdone Beaup. Monsieur Dinant I am glad to find you Sir Din. I am at your service Verd. Good Monsieur Cleremont I have long wish'd To be known better to you Cler. My desires Embrace your wishes Sir Beaup. Sir I have ever Esteem'd you truly noble and profess I should have been most proud to have had the honour To call you Brother but my Fathers pleasure Denied that happiness I know no man lives That can command his passions and therefore Dare not condemn the late intemperate language You were pleas'd to use to my Father and my Sister He 's old and she a woman I most sorrie My honour does compel me to entreat you To do me the favour with your sword to meet me A mile without the Citie Din. You much honour me In the demand I 'le gladly wait upon you Beaup. O Sir you teach me what to say the time Din. With the next Sun if you think fit Beaup. The place Din. Near to the vineyard eastward from the Citie Beaup. I like it well this Gentleman if you please Will keep me company Cler. That is agreed on And in my friends behalf I will attend him Verd. You shall not miss my service Beaup. Good day Gentlemen Ex. Beaup. and Verd. Din. At your Commandment Cler. Proud to be your servants I think there is no Nation under Heaven That cut their enemies throats with complement And such fine tricks as we do If you have Any few Prayers to say this night you may Call 'em to mind and use 'em for my self As I have little to lose my care is less So till to morrow morning I bequeath you To your devotions and those paid but use That noble courage I have seen and wo Shall sight as in a Castle Din. Thou art all honour Thy resolution would steel a Coward And I most fortunate in such a Friend All tenderness and nice respect of woman Be now far from me reputation take A full possession of my heart and prove Honour the first place holds the second Love Exâ—uâ—â— Enter Lamira Charlote Lami. Sleeps my Lord still Charlote Char. Not to be wak'd By your Ladiships cheerfull looks I well perceive That this night the good Lord hath been At an unusual service and no wonder If he rest after it Lamira You are very bold Char. Your Creature Madam and when you are pleas'd Sadness to me 's a stranger your good pardon If I speak like a fool I could have wisht To have ta'ne your place to night had bold Dinant Your first and most obsequious servant tasted Those delicates which by his lethargie As it appears have cloy'd my Lord. Lamira No more Charl. I
see The least distemper pulls 'em back again And seats 'em in their old course fear her not Unless he be a Devil Mary Now Heaven bless me Dor. What has he writ Mary Out out upon him Dor. Ha what has the mad man done Mary Worse worse and worse still Alice Some Northern Toy a little broad Mary Still fouler Hey hey Boys goodness keep me Oh. Dor. What ail ye Mary Here take your Spell again it burns my fingers Was ever Lover writ so sweet a Letter So elegant a style pray look upon 't The rarest inventory of rank Oaths That ever Cut-purse cast Alice What a mad Boy is this Mary Only i' th' bottom A little Julip gently sprinkled over To cool his mouth lest it break out in blisters Indeed law Yours for ever Dor. I am sorry Mar. You shall be welcome to me come when you please And ever may command me vertuously But for your Brother you must pardon me Till I am of his nature no access friend No word of visitation as ye love me And so for ' now I 'le leave ye Exit Alice What a letter Has this thing written how it roars like thunder With what a state he enters into stile Dear Mistress Dor. Out upon him bedlam Alice Well there be waies to reach her yet such likeness As you two carry me thinks Dor. I am mad too And yet can apprehend ye fare ye well The fool shall now fish for himself Alice Be sure then His tewgh be tith and strong and next no swearing He 'l catch no fish else Farewel Dol. Dor. Farewel Alice Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Valentine Alice and Cellide Cel. INdeed he 's much chang'd extreamly alter'd His colour faded strangely too Val. The air The sharp and nipping air of our new climate I hope is all which will as well restore To health again th' affected body by it And make it stronger far as leave it dangerous How do's my sweet our blessed hour comes on now Apace my Cellide it knocks at door In which our loves and long desires like rivers Rising asunder far shall fall together Within these too daies dear Cel. When heaven and you Sir Shall think it fit for by your wills I am govern'd Alice 'T were good some preparation Enter Frank. Val. All that may be It shall be no blind wedding and all the joy Of all our friends I hope he looks worse hourly How does my friend my self he sweats too coldly His pulse like the slow dropping of a spowt Scarce gives his function how is' t man alas Sir You look extreme ill is it any old grief The weight of which Fra. None gentle Sir that I feel Your love is too too tender Nay believe Sir Cel. You cannot be the master of your health Either some feaver lyes in wait to catch ye Whose harbinger's already in your face We see preparing or some discontent Which if it lye in this house I dare say Both for this noble Gentleman and all That live within it shall as readily Be purg'd away and with as much care soften'd And where the cause is Fran. 'T is a joy to be ill Where such a vertuous fair Physitian Is ready to relieve your noble cares I must and ever shall be thankfull for And would my service I dare not look upon her But be not fearfull I feel nothing dangerous A grudging caus'd by th' alteration Of air may hang upon me my heart 's whole I would it were Val. I knew the cause to be so Fra. No you shall never know it Alice Some warm broths To purge the bloud and keep your bed a day Sir And sweat it out Cel. I have such cordials That if you will but promise me to take 'em Indeed you shall be well and very quickly I 'le be your Doctor you shall see how finely I 'le fetch ye up again Val. He sweats extreamly Hot very hot his pulse beats like a drum now Feel Sâ—ster feel feel sweet Fra. How that touch stung me Val. My gown there Cel. And those julips in the window Alice Some sâ—e his bâ—d made Val. This is most unhappy Take courage man 't is nothing but an ague Cel. And this shall be the last fit Fra. Not by thousands Now what 't is to be truly miserable I feel at full experience Alice He grows fainter Val. Come lead him in he shall to bed a vomit I 'le have a vomit for him Alice A purge first And if he breath'd a vein Val. No no no bleeding A Clyster will cool all Cel. Be of good cheer Sir Alice He 's loth to speak Cel. How hard he holds my hand aunt Alice I do not like that sign Val. Away to 's chamber Softly he 's full of pain be diligent With all the care ye have would I had scus'd him Exeunt SCENA II. Enter Dorothea and Thomas Dor. Why do you rail at me do I dwell in her To force her to do this or that your letter A wilde-fire on your letter your sweet Letter You are so learned in your writs ye stand now As if ye had worried sheep you must turn tippet And suddenly and truely and discreetly Put on the shape of order and humanity Or you must marry Maikyn the May Lady You must dear Brother do you make me carrier Of your confound-mee's and your culverings Am I a seemly agent for your oaths Who would have writ such a debosh'd Thom. Your patience May not a man profess his love Dor. In blasphemies Rack a maids tender ears with dam's and Devils Thom Out out upon thee How would you have me write Begin with my love premised surely And by my truly Mistress Dor. Take your own course For I see all perswasion 's lost upon ye Humanitie all drown'd from this hour fairly I 'le wash my hanâ—s of all ye do farewel Sir Tho. Thou art not mad Dor No if I were dear Brother I would keep you company get a new Mistress Some suburb Saint that six pence and some others Will draw to parley carowse her health in Cans And candles ends and quarrel for her beauty Such a sweet heart must serve your turn your old love Releases ye of all your tyes disclaims ye And utterly abjures your memory Till time has better manag'd ye will ye command me Thom. What bob'd of all sides Dor. Any worthy service Unto my Father Sir that I may tell him Even to his peace of heart and much rejoycing Ye are his true Son Tom still will it please ye To beat some half a dozen of his servants presently That I may testifie you have brought the same faith Unblemish'd home ye carried out or if it like you There be two chamber maids within young wenches Handsom and apt for exercise you have been good Sir And charitable though I say it Signiour To such poor orphans and now by th' way I think on 't Your young rear Admiral I mean your last bastard Don John ye
Have I no rule yet as I live he dyes That does not execute my will and suddenly Bal. All that thou canst do takes but one short hour from me Rol. Hew off her hands Ham. Lady hold off Ed. Nay hew 'em Hew off my innocent hands as he commands you Exeunt Guard Count Baldwin They 'll hang the faster on for Deaths convulsion Thou seed of Rocks will nothing move thee then Are all my tears lost all my righteous Prayers Drown'd in thy drunken wrath I stand thus then Thus boldly bloody Tyrant And to thy face in Heavens high Name defie thee And may sweet mercy when thy soul sighs for it When under thy black mischiefs thy flesh trembles When neither strength nor youth nor friends nor gold Can stay one hour when thy most wretched Conscience Wak'd from her dream of death like fire shall melt thee When all thy Mothers tears thy Brothers wounds Thy Peoples fears and curses and my loss My aged fathers loss shall stand before thee Rol. Save him I say run save him save her Father Fly and redeem his head Exit Latorch Ed. May then that pity That comfort thou expect'st from Heaven that mercy Be lockt up from thee fly thee howling find thee Despair Oh my sweet father storms of terrours Blood till thou burst again Rol. Oh fair sweet anger Enter Latorch and Hamond with a Head Lat. I am too late Sir 't was dispatch'd before And his Head is here Rol And my Heart there go bury him Give him fair Rites of Funeral decent Honours Ed. Wilt thou not take me Monster highest Heaven Give him a punishment fit for his mischief Lat. I fear thy Prayer is heard and he rewarded Lady have patience 't was unhappy speed Blame not the Duke 't was not his fault but Fates He sent you know to stay it and commanded In care of you the heavy object hence Soon as it came have better thoughts of him Enter Citizens 1 Cit. Where 's this young Traytor Lat. Noble Citizens here And here the wounds he gave your soveraign Lord. 1 Cit. This Prince of force must be Belov'd of Heaven whom Heaven hath thus preserv'd 2 Cit. And if he be belov'd of Heaven you know He must be just and all his actions so Rol. Concluded like an Oracle Oh how great A grace of Heaven is a wise Citizen For Heaven 't is makes 'em wise as 't makes me just As it preserves me as I now survive By his strong hand to keep you all alive Your Wives your Children Goods and Lands kept yours That had been else preys to his tyrannous Power That would have prey'd on me in Bed assaulted me In sacred time of Peace my Mother here My Sister this just Lord and all had felt The certain Gulph of this Conspiracy Of which my Tutor and my Chancellour Two of the gravest and most counted honest In all my Dukedom were the monstrous Heads Oh trust no honest men for their sakes ever My politick Citizens but those that breathe The Names of Cut-throats Usurers and Tyrants Oh those believe in for the foul-mouth'd World Can give no better terms to simple goodness â—ven me it dares blaspheme and thinks me tyrannous For saving my own life sought by my Brother Yet those that sought his life before by poyson Though mine own servants hoping to please me I 'll lead to death for 't which your Eyes shall see 1 Cit. Why what a Prince is here 2 Cit. How just 3 Cit. How gentle Rol. Well now my dearest Subjects or much rather My Nerves my Spirits or my vital Blood Turn to your needful rests and setled peace Fix'd in this root of steel from whence it sprung In Heavens great help and Blessing but ere sleep Bind in his sweet oblivion your dull senses The Name and Vertue of Heavens King advance For yours in chief for my deliverance Cit. Heaven and his King save our most pious Soveraign Exeunt Citizen Rol. Thanks my good people Mother and kind Sister And you my noble Kinsmen things born thus Shall make ye all command whatever I Enjoy in this my absolute Empire Take in the Body of my Princely Brother For whose Death since his Fate no other way Would give my eldest birth his supream Right We 'll mourn the cruel influence it bears And wash his Sepulchre with kindly tears Aub. If this game end thus Heavens will rule the set What we have yielded to we could not let Exeunt omnes praeter Latorch and Edith Lat. Good Lady rise and raise your Spirits withal More high than they are humbled you have cause As much as ever honour'd happiest Lady And when your Ears are freer to take in Your most amendful and unmatched fortunes I 'll make you drown a hundred helpless deaths In Sea of one life pour'd into your Bosome With which shall flow into your arms the Riches The Pleasures Honours and the rules of Princes Which though death stop your ears methinks should open 'em Assay to forget death Ed. Oh slaughter'd Father Lat. Taste of what cannot be redress'd and bless The Fate that yet you curse so since for that You spake so movingly and your sweet eyes With so much Grace fill'd that you set on fire The Dukes affection whom you now may rule As he rules all his Dukedome is' t not sweet Does it not shine away your sorrows Clouds Sweet Lady take wise heart and hear and tell me Ed. I hear no word you speak Lat. Prepare to hear then And be not barr'd up from your self nor add To your ill fortune with your far worse judgment Make me your servant to attend with all joys Your sad estate till they both bless and speak it See how they 'll bow to you make me wait command me To watch out every minute for the stay Your modest sorrow fancies raise your graces And do my hopes the honour of your motion To all the offered heights that now attend you Oh how your touches ravish how the Duke Is slain already with your flames embrac'd I will both serve and visit you and often Ed. I am not fit Sir Lat. Time will make you Lady Exeunt SCENE II. Enter the Guard 3 or 4 Boys then the Sheriff Cook Yeoman of the Cellar Butler Pantler to execution 1 Guard Come bring in these fellows on away with ' em 2 Guard Make room before there room for the Prisoners 1 Boy Let 's run before Boys we shall have no places else 2 Boy Are these the youths Cook These are the youths you look for And pray my honest friends be not so hasty There will be nothing done till we come I assure you 3 Boy Here 's a wise hanging are there no more Butl. Do you hear Sir you may come in for your share if you please Cook My friend if you be unprovided of a hanging You look like a good fellow I can afford you A reasonable penny-worth 2 Boy Afore afore Boys here 's enough to make us sport Yeom
his cold stone took life You do not know with what zeal I shall ask Sir And what rare miracle that may work upon ye Still blush prescribe your Law Val. I prethee pardon me To bed and I 'le sit by thee and mourn with thee Mourn both our fortunes our unhappy ones Do not despise me make me not more wretched I pray to Heaven when I am gone Evanthe As my poor date is but a span of time now To recompence thy noble patience Thy love and vertue with a fruitfull husband Honest and honourable Evant Come you have made me weep now All fond desire dye here and welcom chastity Honour and chastity do what you please Sir Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter at one door Rugio and Frier Marco at the other door Sorano with a little glass viol Rug. WHat all 's this piece of mischief to look sad He seems to weep too Mar. Something is a hatching And of some bloody nature too Lord Rugio This Crocodile mourns thus cunningly Sor. Hail holy Father And good day to the good Lord Rugio How fares the sad Prince I beseech ye Sir Rug. 'T is like you know you need not ask that question You have your eyes and watches on his miseries As near as ours I would they were as tender Mar. Can you do him good as the King and you appointed him So he is still as you desir'd I think too For every day he is worse Heaven pardon all Put off your sorrow you may laugh now Lord He cannot last long to disturb your Master You have done worthy service to his Brother And he most memorable love Sor. You do not know Sir With what remorse I ask nor with what weariness I groan and bow under this load of honour And how my soul sighs for the beastly services I have done his pleasures these be witness with me And from your piety believe me Father I would as willingly unclothe my self Of title that becomes me not I know Good men and great names best agree together Cast off the glorious favours and the trappings Of sound and honour wealth and promises His wanton pleasures have slung on my weakness And chuse to serve my countries cause and vertues Poorly and honestly and redeem my ruines As I would hope remission of my mischiefs Rug. Old and experienc'd men my Lord Sorano Are not so quickly caught with gilt hypocrisie You pull your claws in now and sawn upon us As lyons do to intice poor foolish beasts And beasts we should be too if we believ'd ye Go exercise your Art Sor. For Heaven sake scorn me not Nor adde more Hell to my afflicted soul Than I feel here as you are honourable As you are charitable look gently on me I will no more to Court be no more Devil I know I must be hated even of him That was my Love now and the more he loves me For his foul ends when they shall once appear to him Master before his conscience and accuse him The fouler and the more falls his displeasure Princes are fading things so are their favours Mar. He weeps again his heart is toucht sure with remorse Sor. See this and give me fair attention good my Lord And worthy Father see within this viol The remedy and cure of all my honour And of the sad Prince lyes Rug. What new trick 's this Sor. 'T is true I have done Offices abundantly Ill and prodigious to the Prince Alphonso And whilst I was a knave I sought his death too Rug. You are too late convicted to be good yet Sor. But Father when I felt this part afflict me This inward part and call'd me to an audit Of my misdeeds and mischiefs Mar. Well go on Sir Sor. O then then then what was my glory then Father The favour of the King what did that ease me What was it to be bow'd to by all creatures Worship and courted what did this avail me I was a wretch a poor lost wretch Mar. Still better Sor. Till in the midst of all my grief I found Repentance and a learned man to give the means to it A Jew an honest and a rare Physician Of him I had this Jewel 't is a Jewel And at the price of all my wealth I bought it If the King knew it I must lose my head And willingly most willingly I would suffer A child may take it 't is so sweet in working Mar. To whom would you apply it Sor. To the sick Prince It will in half a day dissolve his melancholy Rug. I do believe and give him sleep for ever What impudence is this and what base malice To make us instruments of thy abuses Are we set here to poison him Sor. Mistake not yet I must needs say 't is a noble care And worthy vertuous servants if you will see A flourishing estate again in Naples And great Alphonso reign that 's truly good And like himself able to make all excellent Give him this drink and this good health unto him Drinks I am not so desperate yet to kill my self Never look on me as a guilty man Nor on the water as a speedy poison I am not mad nor laid out all my treasure My conscience and my credit to abuse ye How nimbly and how chearfully it works now Upon my heart and head sure I am a new man There is no sadness that I feel within me But as it meets it like a lazie vapour How it flyes off Here give it him with speed You are more guilty than I ever was And worthier of the name of evil subjects If but an hour you hold this from his health Rug. 'T is some rare vertuous thing sure he is a good man It must be so come let 's apply it presently And may it sweetly work Sor. Pray let me hear on 't and carry it close my Lords Mar. Yes good Sorano Ex. Rugio Marco Sor. Do my good fools my honest pious coxcombs My wary fools too have I caught your wisedoms You never dream't I knew an Antidote Nor how to take it to secure mine own life I am an Asse go give him the fine cordial And when you have done go dig his grave good Frier Some two hours hence we shall have such a bawling And roaring up and down for Aqua vitae Such rubbing and such nointing and such cooling I have sent him that will make a bonfire in 's belly If he recover it there is no heat in Hell sure Exit Enter Frederick and Podrano Fred. Podrano Pod. Sir Fred. Call hither Lord Valerio and let none trouble us Pod. It shall be done Sir Exit Fred. I know he wants no additions to his tortures He has enough for humane blood to carry Yet I must vex him further So many that I wonder his hot youth And high-bred spirit breaks not into fury I must yet torture him a little further And make my self sport with his miseries My anger is too poor else Here he comes Enter
attend you go thy ways Thou hast a clear and noble soul for thy sake I 'll hold that man mine enemy who dares mutter The Court is not the sphere where vertue moves Humanity and Nobleness waiting on her Enter Servant Serv. Two Gentlemen but what they are I know not Their faces are so mustl'd press to see you And will not be deny'd Dor. What e'r they are I am too old to fear Serv. They need no Usher they make their own way Enter Lasander Alcidon Dor. Take you yours Lisander Exit Servant My joy to see you and my sorrow for The danger you are in contend so here Though different passions nay oppos'd in Nature I know not which to entertain Lis Your hate should win the victory from both with justice You may look on me as a Homicide A man whose life is forfeited to the Law But if howe'r I stand accus'd in thought I sin'd against Cleanders life or live Guilty of the dishonour of your Daughter May all the miseries that can fall on man Here or hereafter circle me Dor. To me this protestation 's useless I embrace you As the preserver of my life the man To whom my son ows his with life his honour And howsoever your affection To my unhappy Daughter though it were For I have sifted her in a noble way Hath printed some taint on her fame and brought Her life in question yet I would not purchase The wish'd recovery of her reputation With strong assurance of her innocence Before the King her Judge with certain loss Of my Lisander for whose life if found There 's no redemption my excess of love Though to enjoy you one short day would lengthen My life a dozen years boldly commands me Upon my knees which yet were never bent But to the King and Heaven to entreat you To flye hence with all possible speed and leave Calista to her fortune Lis O blessed Saints forsake her in affliction can you Be so unnatural to your own bloud To one so well deserving as to value My safety before hers shall innocence In her be branded and my guilt escape Unpunish'd does she suffer so much for me For me unworthy and shall I decline Fating the bitter bread of banishment The course of Justice to draw out a life A life I style it false a living death Which being uncompell'd laid down will clear her And write her name a new in the fair legend Of the best women seek not to disswade me I will not like a careless Poet spoil The last Act of my Play till now applauded My giving the World just cause to say I fear'd Death more than loss of Honour Dor. But suppose Heaven hath design'd some Other saving means for her deliverance Lis Other means that is A mischief above all I have groan'd under Shall any other pay my debt while I Write my self Bankrupt or Calista owe The least beholdingness for that which she On all the bonds of gratitude I have seal'd to May challenge from me to be freely tender'd Avert it mercy I will go to my Grave Without the curses of my Creditors I 'll vindicate her fair name and so cancel My obligation to her to the King To whom I stand accountable for the loss Of two of his lov'd subjects lives I 'll offer Mine own in satisfaction to Heaven I 'll pay my time Repentance to the timâ—s Present and future I 'll be register'd A memorable President to admonish Others however valiant not to trust To their abilities to dare and do And much less for the airy words of Honour And false stamp'd reputation to shake off The Chains of their Religion and Allegiance The principal means appointed to prefer Societies and Kingdoms Exit Dor. Let 's not leave him his mind 's much troubles Alc. Were your Daughter free Since from her dangers his distraction rises His cause is not so desperate for the slaughter Of Cloridon and Chrysanthes but it may Find passage to the mercy of the King The motives urg'd in his defence that forc'd him To act that bloudy Scene Dor. Heaven can send ayds When they are least expected let us walk The hour of tryal draws near Alci May it end well Exeunt Enter Olinda and Lidian Oli. That for my love you should turn Hermit Lidian As much amazes me as your report Clarange's dead Lidi He is so and all comforts My youth can hope for Madam with him buried Nor had I ever left my cell but that He did injoin me at his death to shed Some tears of friendship on his Monument And those last Rites perform'd he did dequeath you As the best legacie a friend could give Or I indeed could wish to my embraces Oli. 'T is still more strange is there no foul play in it I must confess I am not sorry Sir For your fair fortune yet 't is fit I grieve The most untimely death of such a Gentleman He was my worthy Servant Lid. And for this acknowledgment if I could prize you at A higher rate I should he was my friend My dearest friend Oli. But how should I be assur'd Sir For slow belief is the best friend of truth Of this Gentlemans death if I should credit it And afterward it fall out contrary How am I sham'd how is your vertue tainted Lid. There is a Frier that came along with me His business to deliver you a Letter From dead Clarange You shall hear his Testimonie Father my reverend Father look upon him Such holy men are Authors of no Fables Enter Clarange with a Letter writ out and Frier Oli. They should not be their lives and their opinions Like brightest purest flames should still burn upwards To me Sir delivers the Letter Clar. If you are the fair Olinda Frier I do not like these cross points Clar. Give me leave I am nearest to my self What I have plotted Shall be pursu'd you must not over-rule me Oli. Do you put the first hand to your own undoing Play to betray your game Mark but this letter Lady I am come to claim your noble promise Reads If you be Mistris of your word ye are mine I am last return'd your riddle is dissolv'd And I attend your faith Your humble servant Clarange Is this the Frier that saw him dead Gâ—â— Lid. 'T is he Clarange on my life I am defeated Such reverend habits juggle my true sorrow For a false friend not worth a tear derided Fri. You have abus'd my trust Oli. It is not well nor like a Gentleman Clar. All stratagems In love and that the sharpest war are lawfull By your example I did change my habit Caught you in your own toyle and triumph in it And what by policy 's got I will maintain With valour no Lisander shall come in again to fetch you off Lid. His honour'd name Pronounc'd by such a treacherous tongue is tainted Maintain thy treason with thy sword With what Contempt I hear it in a Wilderness I durst encounter it and
The King has mercy friend as well as Justice And when you fall no more Rod. I hope the fairest Exeunt SCENE V. Enter Master Seberto Curio Cur. We have told ye what he is what time we have sought him His nature and his name the seeming Boy too Ye had here how and what by your own relation All circumstances we have clear'd That the Duke sent him We told ye how impossible he knows him not That he is mad himself and therefore fit To be your Prisoner we dare swear against it Seb. Take heed Sir be not madder than you would make him Though he be rash and suddain which is all his wildness Take heed ye wrong him not he is a Gentleman And so must be restor'd and clear'd in all points The King shall be a Judge else Cur. 'T was some trick That brought him hither the boy and letter conterfeit Which shall appear if ye dare now detain him Mast I dare not Sir nor will not I believe ye And will restore him up had I known sooner H 'ad been a neighbour and the man you speak him Though as I live he carried a wild seeming My Service and my self had both attended him How I have us'd him let him speak Seb. Let 's in and visit him Then to the holy Temple there pay our duties And so weâ—l take our leaves Mast I 'le wait upon you Exeunt SCENE VI. An Altar prepar'd Solemn Musick Enter Governour Verdugo Courtiers Ladies c. Gov. This to devotion sacred be This to the Kings prosperity This to the Queen and Chastity Musick Ver. These Oblations first we bring To purge our selves These to the King To love and beautie these now sing Musick Ladies Holy Aâ—tar daign to take These for our selves For the Kings sake And honour these These sacred lye To Vertue Love and Modesty Our wishes to Eternity Musick Enter Pedro and Roderigo Ped. For our selves first thus we bend Forgive us heaven and be our friend Rod. And happy fortune to us send Ped. To the King honour and all Joy Long and happy from annoy Rod. Prosperous be all his dayes Every new hour a new praise Ped. Every minute thâ—s be seen Both. And thousand honours Crown the Queen Musick Enter Alphonso Curio Seberto Seb. Come to the Altar let us do our duties Alph. I have almost forgot a Church Cur. Kneel reverently Alph. For my lost wits let me see First I pray and secondly To be at home again and free And if I travel more hang me For the King and for the Queen That they may be wise and seen Never in the Mad mans Inne For my Daughter I would pray But she has made a holy day And needs not my devotion now Let her take her own course Heaven Whether it be odd or even Musick Enter Alinda and Juletta like Shepheards And if that please not take her you Seb. A short and sweet Meditation what are these here Alin. Hale to this sacred place Jul. They are all here Madam No violence dare touch here be secure My Bilbo Master too how got he loose again How lamentably he looks he has had discipline I dare not let him know my pranks Seb. 'T is she sure Cur. 'T is certainly Ped. Ha! do I dazel Rod. 'T is the fair Alinda Gov. What wonder stand these strangers in Rod. Her woman by her The same Sir as I live Alph. I had a Daughter With such a face once such eyes and nose too Ha let me see 't is wondrous like Alinda Their devotion ended I 'le mark 'em and nearer And she had a Filly that waited on her Just with such a favour Do they keep Goats now Alin. Thus we kneel and thus we pray A happy honour to this day Thus our Sacrifice we bring Ever happy to the King Jul. These of Purple Damask green Sacred to the vertuous Queen Here we hang. Alin. As these are now Her glories ever spring and show These for our selves our hopes and loves Full of pinks and Ladies gloves Of hearts-ease too which we would fain As we labour for attain Hear me Heaven and as I bend Full of hope some comfort send Jul. Hear her hear her if there be Musick A spotless Sweetness this is she Ped. Now Roderigo stand Rod. He that divides ye Divides my life too Gov Pedro Noble Pedro Do not you know your friend Ped. I know and honour ye Gov. Lady this leave I 'le crave pray be not angry I will not long divide you how happy Pedro Would all the court be now might they behold thee Might they but see you thus and thus embrace you The King will be a joyfull man believe it Most joyfull Pedro. Ped. I am his humble Servant Nay good Sir speak your will I see you wonder one easie word from you Alph. I dare say nothing My tongue 's a new tongue Sir and knows his tither Let her do what she please I dare do nothing I have been damn'd for doing will the King know him That fellow there will he respect and honour him He has been look'd upon they say will he own him Gov. Yes certainly and grace him ever honour him Restore him every way he has much lamented him Alp. Is' t your will too this is the last time of asking Rod. I am sure none else shall touch her none else enjoy her If this and this hold Al. You had best begin the game then I have no title in her Pray take her and dispatch her and commend me to her And let me get me home and hope I am sober Kiss kiss it must be thus stand up Alinda I am the more child and more need of blessing Ye had a waiting woman one Juletta A pretty desperate thing just such another As this sweet Lady we call'd her nimble chaps I pray is this the party Jul. No indeed Sir She is at home I am a little Foot-Boy That walk a nights and fright old Gentlemen Make 'em lose Hats and Cloaks Alph. And Horses too Jul. Sometimes I do Sir teach 'em the way through ditches And how to break their worships shins and noses Against old broken Stiles and Stumps Alph. A fine art I feel it in my bones yet Jul. I am a Drum Sir A Drum at mid-night ran tan tan tan tan Sir Do you take me for Juletta I am a Page Sir That brought a letter from the Duke of Medina To have one senior Alphonso just such another As your old worship worm'd for running mad Sir Alas you are mistaken Alph. Thou art the Devil And so thou hast used me Jul I am any thing An old woman that tells fortunes Rod. Ha. Jul. And frights good people And sends them to Segovia for their fortunes I am strange airs and excellent sweet voyces I am any thing to do her good believe me She now recovered and her wishes crown'd I am Juletta again pray Sir forgive me Alph. I dare not do otherwise for fear thou should'st still follow me Prethee
do and his that sways it Must come up Am I turn'd bare Centurion Must and shall Fit Embasses to court my honor Ma. Sir Pen. Set me to lead a handful of my men Against an hundred thousand barbarous slaves That have marcht name by name with Romes best doers Serve 'em up some other meat I 'll bring no food To stop the jaws of all those hungry wolfs My Regiment's mine own I must my language Enter Curius Cur. Penyus where lies the Host Pen. Where fate may find ' em Cur. Are they ingirt Pen. The Battel 's lost Cur. So soon Pen. No but 't is lost because it must be won The Britains must be Victors Who e'r saw A troop of bloody vultures hovering About a few corrupted carcasses Let him behold the silly Roman host Girded with millions of fierce Britains Swains With deaths as many as they have had hopes And then go thither he that loves his shame I scorn my life yet dare not lose my name Cur. Do not you hold it a most famous end When both our names and lives are sacrific'd For Romes increase Pen. Yes Curius but mark this too What glory is there or what lasting Fame Can be to Rome or us what full example When one is smother'd with a multitude And crouded in amongst a nameless press Honor got out of Flint and on their heads Whose virtues like the Sun exhal'd all valours Must not be lost in mists and fogs of people Noteless and out of name but rude and naked Nor can Rome task us with impossibilities Or bid us fight against a flood we serve her That she may proudly say she has good soldiers Not slaves to choak all hazards Who but fools That make no difference betwixt certain dying And dying well would sling their Fames and Fortunes Into this Britain-gulf this quick-sand ruine That sinking swallows us What noble hand Can find a subject fit for blood there or what sword Room for his execution What air to cool us But poison'd with their blasting breaths and curses Where we lie buried quick above the ground And are with labouring sweat and breathless pain Kill'd like to slaves and cannot kill again Dru. Penyus mark antient Wars and know that then Captains weigh'd an hundred thousand men Pen. Drusius mark antient wisdom and you 'll find then He gave the overthrow that sav'd his men I must not go Reg. The soldiers are desirous Their Eagles all drawn out Sir Pen. Who drew up Regulus Ha speak did you whose bold Will durst attempt this Drawn out why who commands Sir on whose warrant Durst they advance Reg. I keep mine own obedience Dru. 'T is like the general cause their love of honor Relieving of their wants Pen. Without my knowledge Am I no more my place but at their pleasures Come who did this Dru. By Sir I am ignorant Drum softly within then enter Soldiers with Drum and Colours Pen. What am I grown a shadow Harke they march I will know and will be my self Stand disobedience He that advances one foot higher dies for 't Run thorow the Regiment upon your duties And charge 'em on command beat back again By I 'll tith 'em all else Reg. We 'll do out best Exeunt Drusius and Regulus Pen. Back cease your bawling Drums there I 'll beat the Tubs about your brains else Back Do I speak with less fear than Thunder to ye Must I stand to beseech ye home home ha Do ye stare upon me Are those minds I moulded Those honest valiant tempers I was proud To be a fellow to those great discretions Made your names fear'd and honor'd turn'd to wild-fires O gods to disobedience Command farewel And be ye witness with me all things sacred I have no share in these mens shames March Soldiers And seek your own sad ruines your old Penyus Dares not behold your murders Sold. Captain 2 Sold. Captain 3 Sold. Dear honour'd Captain Pen. Too too dear lov'd Soldiers Which made ye weary of me and Heaven yet knows Though in your mutinies I dare not hate you Take your own Wills 't is fit your long experience Should now know how to rule your selves I wrong ye In wishing ye to save your lives and credits To keep your necks whole from the Ax hangs o'r ye Alas I much dishonour'd ye go seek the Britains And say ye come to glut their sacrifices But do not say I sent ye What ye have been How excellent in all parts good and govern'd Is only left of my Command for story What now ye are for pitie Fare ye well Enter Drusius and Regulus Dru. Oh turn again great Penyus see the Soldier In all points apt for duty Reg. See his sorrow For his disobedience which he says was haste And haste he thought to please you with See Captain The toughness of his courage turn'd to water See how his manly heart melts Pen. Go beat homeward There learn to eat your little with obedience And henceforth strive to do as I direct ye Exeunt Soldiers Ma. My answer Sir Pen. Tell the Great General My Companies are no fagots to fill breaches My self no man that must or shall can carry Bid him be wise and where he is he 's saâ—e then And when he finds out possibilities He may command me Commend me to the Captains Ma. All this I shall deliver Pen. Farewel Macer Exit Penyus Cur. Pray gods this breed no mischief Reg. It must needs If stout Suetonius win for then his anger Besides the Soldiers loss of due and honor Will break together on him Dru. He 's a brave fellow And but a little hide his haughtiness Which is but sometimes neither on some causes He shews the worthiest Roman this day living You may good Curius to the General Make all things seem the best Cur. I shall endeavour Pray for our fortunes Gentlemen If we fall This one farewel serves for a Funeral The gods make sharp our swords and steel our hearts We dare alas but cannot fight our parts Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Junius Petillius and a Herald observing Junius Petill. Let him go on stay now he talks Jun. Why Why should I love mine enemie what is beauty Of what strange violence that like the plague It works upon our spirits blind they feign him I am sure I find it so Petill. A Dog shall lead ye Jun. His fond affections blinder Petill. Hold ye there still Jun. It takes away my sleep Petill. Alas poor chicken Jun. My company content almost my fashion Petill. Yes and your weight too if you follow it Jun. 'T is sure the plague for no man dare come near me Without an Antidote 't is far worse Hell Petill. Thou art damn'd without redemption then Jun. The way to 't Strew'd with fair Western smiles and April blushes Led by the brightest constellations eyes And sweet proportions envying heaven but from thence No way to guide no path no wisdom bring us Petill. Yes a smart water Junius Jun. Do I
the mountain Melts under their hot wheels and from their Ax'trees Huge claps of thunder plough the ground before 'em Till then I 'll dream what Rome was Enter Swetonius Petillius Demetrius Macer Swet O bravely fought honor till now nere show'd Her golden fate i' th' field Like Lions Gentlemen Y' have held your heads up this day Where 's young Junius Curius and Decius Petill. Gone to heaven I think Sir Sw. Their worths go with 'em breathe a while How do ye Pet. Well some few scurvy wounds my heart 's whole yet Dem. Would they would give us more ground Swet. Give we 'll have it Petill. Have it and hold it too despight the devill Enter Junius Decius Curius Jun. Lead up to th' head and line sure the Qs. Battell Begins to charge like wild-fire where 's the General Swet. Oh they are living yet Come my brave soldiers Come let me powr Romes blessing on ye Live Live and lead Armies all ye bleed hard Jun. Best We shall appear the sterner to the foe Dec. More wounds more honor Petill. Lose no time Swet. Away then And stand this shock ye have stood the world Petill. Wee 'll grow to 't Is not this better than lowsie loving Jun. I am my self Petillius Petill. 'T is I love thee Exeunt Romans Enter Bonduca Caratach Daughters Nennius Car. Charge 'em i'th'flanks O ye have plaid the fool The fool extreamly the mad fool Bon. Why Cosin Car. The woman fool Why did you give the word Unto the carts to charge down and our people In gross before the Enemy we pay for 't Our own swords cut our throats why on 't Why do you offer to command the divell The divell and his dam too who bid you Meddle in mens affairs Exeunt Queen c. Bond. I 'll help all Car. Home Home and spin woman spin go spin ye trifle Open before there or all 's ruine How Showts within Now comes the Tempest on our selves by Victoria within O woman scurvie woman beastly woman Exeunt Dru. Victoria Victoria Pen. How 's that Drusus Dru. They win they win they win oh look look look Sir For heavens sake look the Britains fly the Britains fly Victoria Enter Swetonius Soldiers and Captains Swet. Soft soft pursue it soft excellent Soldiers Close my brave fellows honorable Romans Oh cool thy mettle Junius they are ours The world cannot redeem 'em stern Petillius Govern the conquest nobly soft good Soldiers Exeunt Enter Bonduca Daughters and Britains Bond. Shame whither flie ye ye unlucky Britains Will ye creep into your mothers wombs again Back cowards Hares fearful Hares Doves in your angers leave me Leave your Queen desolate her hapless children Enter Caratach and Hengo To Roman rape again and fury Car. Flye ye buzzards Ye have wings enough ye fear get thee gone woman Loud shout within Shame tread upon thy heels all 's lost all 's lost heark Heark how the Romans ring our knels Ext. Bond c. Hen. Good Uncle Let me go too Car. No boy the fortune 's mine I must not leave thee get behind me shake not Enter Petillius Junius Decius I 'll breech ye if ye do boy Come brave Romans All is not lost yet Jun. Now I 'll thank thee Caratach Fight Drums Car. Thou art a Soldier strike home home have at ye Pen. His blows fall like huge sledges on an anvil Dec. I am weary Pet. So am I. Car. Send more swords to me Jun. Let 's sit and rest Sit down Dru. What think ye now Pen. O Drusus I have lost mine honor lost my name Lost all that was my light these are true Romans And I a Britain coward a base Coward Guide me where nothing is but desolation That I may never more behold the face Of Man or Mankind know me O blind Fortune Hast thou abus'd me thus Dru. Good Sir be comforted It was your wisdom rul'd ye pray ye go home Your day is yet to come when this great fortune Shall be but soil unto it Retreat Pen. Fool fool Coward Exit Penyus and Drusus Enter Swetonius Demetrius Soldiers Drum and Colours Swet. Draw in draw in well have you sought and worthy Romes noble recompence look to your wounds The ground is cold and hurtful the proud Queen Has got a Fort and there she and her Daughters Defie us once again To morrow morning Wee 'll seek her out and make her know our Fortunes Stop at no stubborn walls Come sons of honor True virtues heirs thus hatch'd with Britain blood Let 's march to rest and set in gules like Suns Beat a soft march and each one ease his neighbours Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Petillius Junius Decius Demetrius singing Petill. Smooth was his cheek Dec. And his chin it was sleek Jun With whoop he has done wooing Dem. Junius was this Captains name A lad for a lasses viewing Pet. Full black his eye and plump his thigh Dec. Made up for loves pursuing Dem. Smooth was his cheeck Petill. And his chin it was sleek Jun. With whoop he has done wooing Petill. O my vex'd thief art thou come home again Are thy brains perfect Jun. Sound as bels Petill. Thy back-worm Quiet and cast his sting boy Jun. Dead Petillius Dead to all folly and now my anger only Pet. Why that 's well said hang Cupid and his quâ—veâ— A drunken brawling Boy thy honour'd saint Be thy ten shillings Junius there 's the money And there 's the ware square dealing this but sweats thee Like a Mesh nag and makes thee look pin buttock'd The other runs thee whining up and down Like a pig in a storm fills thy brains full of madness And shews thee like a long Lent thy brave body Turn'd to a tail of green-fish without butter Dec. When thou lov'st next love a good cup of Wâ— A Mistress for a King she leaps to kiss thee Her red and white 's her own she makes good blood Takes none away what she heats sleep can help Without a groping Surgeon Jun. I am counsell'd And henceforth when I doat again Dem. Take heed Ye had almost paid for 't Petill. Love no more great Ladies Thou canst not step amiss then there 's no delight in ' em All 's in the whistling of their snacht up silks They 're only made for handsome view not handling Their bodies of so weak and wash a temper A rough pac'd bed will shake 'em all to pieces A tough hen pulls their teeth out tyres their souls Plenae rimarum sunt they are full of rynnet And take the skin off where they are tasted shun 'em They live in cullisses like rotten cocks Stew'd to a tenderness that holds no tack Give me a thing I may crush Jun. Thou speak'st truly The Warâ— shall be my Mistriss now Petil. Well chosen For she 's a bownsing lass she 'll kiss thee at night boy And break thy pate i' th' morning Jun. Yesterday I found those favors infinite Dem. Wench good enough But that
she talks too loud Pet. She talks to th' purpose Which never Woman did yet she 'll hold grapling And he that layes on best is her best servant All other loves are meer catching of dotrels Stretching of legs out only and trim laziness Enter Here comes the General Swet. Curius Macer Swet. I am glad ye have found ye Are those come in yet that pursu'd bold Caratach Pet. Not yet Sir for I think they mean to lodge him Take him I know they dare not 't will be dangerous Swet. Then haste Petillius haste to Penyus I fear the strong conceit of what disgrace Has pull'd upon himself will be his ruine I fear his soldiers fury too haste presently I would not lose him for all Britain Give him Petillius Petil. That that shall choak him Swet. All the noble counsell His fault forgiven too his place his honor Petill. For me I think as handsome Swet. All the comfort And tell the Souldier 't was on our command He drew not to the Battell Petill. I conceive Sir And will do that shall cure all Swet. Bring him with ye Before the Queens Fort and his Forces with him There you shall find us following of our Conquest Make haste Petil. The best I may Exit Swet. And noble Gentlemen Up to your Companies we 'll presently Upon the Queens pursuit there 's nothing done Till she be seiz'd without her nothing won Exeunt Short flourish Scaena Secunda Enter Caratach and Hengo Car. How does my Boy Hen. I would do well my heart 's well I do not fear Car. My good Boy Hen. I know Uncle We must all dye my little brother dy'd I saw him dye and he dy'd smiling sure There 's no great pain in 't Uncle But pray tell me Wither must we go when we are dead Car. Strange questions Why to the blessed'st place Boy ever sweetness And happiness dwells there Hen. Will you come to me Car. Yes my sweet boy Hen. Mine Aunt too and my Cosins Car. All my good child Hen. No Romans Uncle Car. No Boy Heng. I should be loath to meet them there Car. No ill men That live by violence and strong oppression Come thither 't is for those the gods love good men Heng. Why then I care not when I go for surely I am perswaded they love me I never blasphem'd 'em Uncle nor transgrest my parents I always said my Prayers Car. Thou shalt go then Indeed thou shalt Heng. When they please Car. That 's my good boy Art thou not weary Hengo Heng. Weary Uncle I have heard you say you have march'd all day in Armour Car. I have boy Heng. Am not I your Kinsman Car. Yes Hen. And am not I as fully allyed unto you In those brave things as blood Car. Thou art too tender Heng. To go upon my legs they were made to bear me I can play twenty mile a day I see no reason But to preserve my Countrey and my self I should march forty Car. What wouldst thou be Living to wear a mans strength Heng. Why a Caratach A Roman-hater a scourge sent from Heaven Drum To whip these proud theeves from our Kingdom Heark Heark Uncle heark I hear a Drum Enter Judas and his people to the door Jud. Beat softly Softly I say they are here who dare charge 1. gold He. That dares be knockt o' th' head I 'll not come near him Jud. Retire again and watch then How he stares H 'as eyes would kill a dragon mark the boy well If we could take or kill him A on ye How fierce ye look see how he broods the boy The devil dwels in 's scabbard Back I say Apace apace h 'as found us They retire Car. Do ye hunt us Heng. Uncle good Uncle see the thin starv'd Rascal The eating Roman see where he thrids the thickets Kill him dear Uncle kill him one good blow To knock his brains into his breech strike's head off That I may piss in 's face Car. Do ye make us Foxes Here hold my charging staff and keep the place boy I 'am at bay and like a bull I 'll bear me Stand stand ye Rogues ye Squirrels Exit Heng. Now he pays 'em O that I had a mans strength Enter Judas c. Jud. Here 's the boy Mine own I thank my Fortune Heng. Uncle uncle Famine is faln upon me uncle Jud. Come Sir Yield willingly your Uncle 's out of hearing I 'll tiâ—le your young taâ—l else Heng. I defie thee Thou mock-made man of mat charge home siâ—ha Hang thee base slave thou shak'st Jud Upon my conscience The boy will beat me how it looks how bravely How confident the worm is a scabb'd boy To handle me thus yield or I cut thy head off Heng. Thou dar'st not cut my finger here 't is touch it Jud. The boy speaks sword and buckler Prethee yield boy Come here 's an apple yield Heng. By he fears me I 'll give you sharper language When ye coward When come ye up Jud. If he should beat me Heng. When Sir I long to kill thee come thou can'st not scape me I have twenty ways to charge thee twenty deaths Attend my bloody staff Jud. Sure't is the devil A dwarf devil in a doublet Heng. I have kill'd a Captain sirha a brave Captain And when I have done I have kickt him thus Look here See how I charge this staff Jud. Most certain This boy will cut my throat yet Enter two Soldiers running 1. Sold. Flee flee he kills us 2. Sould. He comes be comes Jud. The devil take the hindmost Heng. Run run ye Rogues ye precious Rogues ye rank Rogues A comes a comes a comes a comes that 's he boys What a brave cry they make Enter Caratach with a head Car. How does my chicken Heng. 'Faith uncle grown a Soldier a great Soldier For by the virtue of your charging-staff And a strange fighting face I put upon 't I have outbrav'd hunger Car. That 's my boy my sweet boy Here here 's a Roman's head for thee Heng. Good provision Before I starve my sweet-fac'd Gentleman I 'll trie your favour Car. A right compleat Soldier Come chicken let 's go seek some place of strength The Countrey 's full of Scouts to rest a while in Thou wilt not else be able to endure The journey to my Countrey fruits and water Must be your food a while boy Heng. Any thing I can eat moss I can live on anger To vex these Romans Let 's be wary Uncle Car. I warrant thee come chearfully Heng. And boldly Scaena Tertia Enter Penyus Drusus and Regulus Reg. The soldier shall not grieve ye Pen. Pray ye forsake me Look not upon me as ye love your Honors I am so cold a coward my infection Will choke your virtues like a damp else Dru. Dear Captain Reg. Most honour'd Sir Pen. Most hated most abhor'd Say so and then ye know me nay ye please me O my dear credit my dear credit Reg. Sure His mind is
To see him but unarm'd it being death For any to approach him with a weapon You must confess unless our hands were Cannons To batter down these walls our weak breath Mines To blow his Forts up or our curses lightning To force a passage to him and then blast him Our power is like to yours and we like you Weep our misfortunes Jul. Walls of Brass resist not A noble undertaking nor can vice Raise any Bulwark to make good the place Where virtue seeks to enter then to fall In such a brave attempt were such an honor That Brutus did he live again would envy Were my dead Father in you and my Brothers Nay all the Ancestors I am deriv'd from As you in being what you are are all these I had rather wear a mourning Garment for you And should be more proud of my widdowhood You dying for the freedom of this Countrey Than if I were assur'd I should enjoy A perpetuity of life and pleasure With you the Tyrant living Vir. Till this minute I never heard thee speak O more than woman And more to be belov'd can I find out A Cabinet to lock a secret in Of equal trust to thee all doubts and fears That scandalize your Sex be far from me Thou shalt partake my near and dearest councils And further them with thine Jul. I will be faithful Vir. Know then this day stand heaven propitious to us Our liberty begins Jul. In Ferrands death Vir. 'T is plotted love and strongly and believe it For nothing else could do it 't was the thought How to proceed in this design and end it That made strange my embraces Jul. Curs'd be she That 's so indulgent to her own delights That for their satisfaction would give A stop to such a glorious enterprize For me I would not for the world I had been Guilty of such a crime go on and prosper Go on my dearest Lord I love your Honor Above my life nay yours my prayers go with you Which I will strengthen with my tears the wrongs Of this poor Countrey edge your sword Oh may it Pierce deep into this Tyrants heart and then When you return bath'd in his guilty blood I 'll wash you clean with fountains of true joy But who are your assistants though I am So covetous of your glory that I could wish You had no sharer in it Knock. Vir. Be not curious They come however you command my bosom To them I would not have you seen Jul. I am gone Sir Be confident and may my resolution Be present with you Exit Vir. Such a Masculine spirit With more than Womans virtues were a Dower To weigh down a Kings fortune Enter Brissonet Camillo Ronvere Briss Good day to you Cam. You are an early stirrer Vir. What new face Bring you along Ron. If I stand doubted Sir As by your looks I guess it you much injure A man that loves and truly loves this Countrey With as much zeal as you doe one that hates The Prince by whom it suffers and as deadly One that dares step as far to gain my freedom As any he that breaths that wears a sword As sharp as any ' s. Cam. Nay no more comparisons Ron. What you but whisper I dare speak aloud Stood the King by have means to put in act too What you but coldly plot if this deserve then Suspition in the best the boldest wisest Pursue your own intents I 'll follow mine And if I not out-strip you Briss Be assur'd Sir A conscience like this can never be ally'd To treachery Cam. Who durst speak so much But one that is like us a sufferer And stands as we affected Vir. You are cozen'd And all undone every Intelligencer Speaks Treason with like licence is not this Ronvere that hath for many years been train'd In Ferrand's School a man in trust and favour Rewarded too and highly Cam. Grant all this The thought of what he was being as he is now A man disgrac'd and with contempt thrown off Will spurr him to revenge as swift as they That never were in favour Vir. Poor and childish Briss His regiment is cast that is most certain And his command in the Castle given away Cam. That on my knowledge Vir. Grosser still what Shepheard Would yield the poor remainder of his Flock To a known Wolf though he put on the habit Of a most faithful dog and bark like one As this but only talks Cam. Yes he has means too Vir. I know it to my grief weak men I know it To make his peace if there were any war Between him and his Master betraying Our innocent lives Ron. You are too suspitious And I have born too much beyond my temper Take your own waies I 'll leave you Vir. You may stay now You have enough and all indeed you fish'd for But one word Gentlemen have you discover'd To him alone our plot Briss To him and others that are at his devotion Vir. Worse and worse For were he only conscious of our purpose Though with the breach of Hospitable laws In my own house I 'de silence him for ever But what is past my help is past my care I have a life to lose Cam. Have better hopes Ron. And when you know with what charge I have further'd Your noble undertaking you will swear me Another man the guards I have corrupted And of the choice of all our noblest youths Attir'd like Virgins such as Hermits would Welcome to their sad cells prepar'd a Maske As done for the Kings pleasure Vir. For his safety I rather fear and as a pageant to Usher our ruine Ron. We as Torch-bearers Will wait on these but with such art and cunning I have conveigh'd sharp poniards in the Wax That we may pass though search't through all his guards Without suspition and in all his glory Oppress him and with safety Cam. 'T is most strange Vir. To be effected Ron. You are doubtful still Briss But we resolv'd to follow him and if you Desist now Virolet we will say 't is fear Rather than providence Exeunt Cam. And so we leave you Enter Julian Jul. To your wise doubts and to my better counsels Oh! pardon me my Lord and trust me too Let me not like Cassandra prophesie truths And never be believ'd before the mischief I have heard all know this Ronvere a villain A villain that hath tempted me and plotted This for your ruine only to make way To his hopes in my embraces at more leisure I will acquaint you wherefore I conceal'd it To this last minute if you stay you are lost And all prevention too late I know And 't is to me known only a dark cave Within this house a part of my poor Dower Where you may lie conceal'd as in the center Till this rough blast be o'r where there is air More then to keep in life Ferrand will find you So curious his fears are Vir. 'T is better fall Than hide my head now 't was thine
when their monstrous sins like earth-quakes shake 'em And those eyes that forgot heaven would look upward The bloody ' larms of the conscience beating Let mercy flye and day strook into darkness Leave their blind souls to hunt out their own horrors Jul. Enough enough we must forget dear Father For then we are glorious formes of heaven and live When we can suffer and as soon forgive But where 's my Lord methinks I have seen this house And have been in 't before Pand. Thine own house jewel Jul. Mine without him or his without my company I think it cannot be it was not wont Father Pand. Some business with the King let it be good heaven Reteins him sure Enter Boy Jul. It must be good and noble For all men that he treats with tast of virtue His words and actions are his own and Honour 's Not brought nor compell'd from him Pand. Here 's the Boy He can confirm us more how sad the child looks Come hither Lucio how and where 's thy Master Jul. Speak gentle Boy Pand. Is he return'd in safety Jul. If not and that thou knowst is miserable Our hopes and happiness declin'd for ever Study a sorrow excellent as thy Master Then if thou canst live leave us Lucio Noble Madam My Lord is safe return'd safe to his friends and fortune Safe to his Countrey entertain'd with honour Is here within the house Jul. Do not mock me Lucio But such a melancholly hangs on his mind And in his eyes inhabit such sad shadowes But what the cause is Pand. Go tell him we are here Boy There must be no cause now Jul. Hast thou forgot me Lucio No noblest Lady Jul. Tell him I am here Tell him his wife is here sound my name to him And thou shalt see him start speak Juliana And like the Sun that labors through a tempest How suddainly he will disperse his sadness Pand. Go I command thee instantly And charge him on his duty Jul. On his love Boy I would fain go to him Pand. Away away you are foolish Jul. Bear all my service sweet Boy Pand. Art thou here still Jul. And tell him what thou wilt that shall become thee Pand. i th' house and know we are here Ex. Boy Jul. No no he did not I warrant you he did not could you think His love had less than wings had he but seen me His strong affection any thing but sire Consuming all weak lets and rubs before it Till he had met my flame and made one body If ever heavens high blessings met in one man And there erected to their holy uses A sacred mind fit for their services Built all of polisht honor 't was in this man Misdoubt him not Pand. I know he 's truely noble But why this sadness when the general cause Requires a Jubile of joy Jul. I know not Enter Virolet and Boy Pand. Pray heaven you find it not Jul. I hope I shall not O here he comes and with him all my happiness He stays and thinks we may be too unmannerly Pray give him leave they stand off Pand. I do not like this sadness Vir. O hard condition of my misery Unheard of plagues when to behold that woman That chast and virtuous woman that preserv'd me That pious wife wedded to my afflictions Must be more terrible than all my dangers O fortune thou hast rob'd me of my making The noble building of a man demolisht And flung me headlong on a sin so base Man and mankind contemn even beasts abhor it A sin more dull than drink a shame beyond it So foul and far from faith I dare not name it But it will cry it self out loud ingratitude Your blessing Sir Pand. You have it in abundance So is our joy to see you safe Vir. My Dear one Jul. H 'as not forgot me yet O take me to you Sir Vir. Must this be added to increase my misery That she must weep for joy and loose that goodness My Juliana even the best of women Of wives the perfectest let me speak this And with a modesty declare thy vertues Chaster than Chrystal on the Scythian Clifts The more the proud winds Court the more the purer Sweeter in thy obedience than a Sacrifice And in thy mind a Saint that even yet living Producest miracles and women daily With crooked and lame souls creep to thy goodness Which having toucht at they become examples The fortitude of all their sex is Fable Compar'd to thine and they that fill'd up glory And admiration in the age behind us Out of their celebrated urns are started To stare upon the greatness of thy spirit Wondring what new Martyr heaven has begot To fill the times with truth and ease their stories Being all these and excellent in beauty For noble things dwell in the noblest buildings Thou hast undone thy husband made him wretched A miserable man my Juliana Thou hast made thy Virolet. Jul. Now goodness keep me Oh! my dear Lord. Pand. She wrong you what 's the meaning Weep not but speak I charge you on obedience Your Father charges you she make you miserable That you your self confess Vir. I do that kils me And far less I have spoke her than her merit Jul. It is some sin of weakness or of Ignorance For sure my Will Vir. No 't is a sin of excellence Forgive me heaven that I prophane thy blessings Sit still I 'll shew you all Exit Virolet. Pand. What means this madness For sure there is no tast of right man in it Grieves he our liberty our preservation Or has the greatness of the deed he has done Made him forget for whom and how he did it And looking down upon us scorn the benefit Well Virolet if thou beest proud or treacherous Jul. He cannot Sir he cannot he will shew us And with that reason ground his words Enter Virolet Martia Ronvere Pand. He comes What Masque is this what admirable beauty Pray heaven his heart be true Jul. A goodly woman Vir. Tell me my dear and tell me without flattery As you are nobly honest speak the truth What think you of this Lady Jul. She is most excellent Vir. Might not this beauty tell me it 's a sweet one Without more setting off as now it is Thanking no greater Mistress than meer nature Stagger a constant heart Pand. She is full of wonder I But yet yet Virolet. Vir. Pray by your leave Sir Jul. She would amaze Vir. O! would she so I thank you Say to this beauty she have all additions Wealth noble birth Pand. O hold there Vir. All virtues A mind as full of candor as the truth is I and a loving Lady Jul. She must needs I am bound in conscience to confess deserve much Vir. Nay say beyond all these she be so pious That even on slaves condemn'd she showre her benefits And melt their stubborn Bolts with her soft pitty What think you then Pand. For such a noble office At these years I should dote
Money again then good sweet Doctor Wilt thou have twenty shillings a day for vexing me Doct. That shall not serve ye Sir Drums afar off Nor. Than forty shall Sir A low March And that will make ye speak well hark the Drums Cast They begin to beat to th' field Oh noble Dane Never was such a stake I hope of innocence Plaid for in Malta and in bloud before Ast It makes us hang our heads all Nor. A bold villain If there be treason in it accuse poor Ladies And yet they may do mischief too I 'll be with ye If she be innocent I shall find it quickly And something then I 'll say Ast Come lean on us Sir Nor. I thank ye Gentlemen and Domine Doctor Pray bring a little sneezing powder in your pocket For fear I sound when I see my bloud Doct. You are pleasant Exeunt Scaena Quinta Enter two Marshals 1. Are the Combatants come in The Scaffold set out and the stairs 2 Yes 1 Make the field clear there 2. That 's done too 1. Then to the prisoner the grand Master's coming Let 's see that all be ready there 2. Too ready How ceremonious our very ends are 〈◊〉 Alas sweet Lady If she be innocent Florish No doubt but justice will direct her Champion Away I hear 'em come 1. Pray heaven she prosper Enter Valetta Norandine Astor Castriot c. Val. Give Captain Norandine a chair Nor. I thank your Lordship Val. Sit Sir and take your ease your hurts require it You come to see a womans cause decided That 's all the knowledge now or name I have for her They say a false a base and treacherous woman And partly prov'd too Nor. Pity it should be so And if your Lordship durst ask my opinion Sure I should answer no so much I honor her And answer 't with my life too But Gomera As a brave Gentleman the other valiant And if he be not good dogs gnaw his flesh off And one above 'em both will find the truth out He never fails Sir Val. That 's the hope rests with me Nor. How nature and his honor struggle in him A sweet clear noble Gentleman Within make room there Guard Make room there Val. Go up and what you have to say say there Enter Oriana Ladies Executioner Abdella and Guard Ori. Thus I ascend nearer I hope to heaven Nor doe I fear to tread this dark black Mansion The Image of my grave each foot we move Goes to it still each hour we leave behind us Knols sadly toward it My noble Brother For yet mine innocence dares call ye so And you the friends to virtue that come hither The Chorus to this Tragick Scaene behold me Behold me with your Justice not with Pity My cause was ne'r so poor to ask compassion Behold me in this spotless White I wear The Emblem of my life of all my actions So ye shall find my story though I perish Behold me in my Sex I am no Soldier Tâ—â—ler and full of fears our blushing Sex is Unhardned with relentless thoughts unhatcht With bloud and bloudy practice alas we tremble But when an angry dream afflicts our fancies Die with a tale well told had I been practis'd And known the way of mischief travell'd in it And given my bloud and honor up to reach it Forgot Religion and the line I sprung on Oh heaven I had been fit then for thy justice And then in black as dark as Hell I had howl'd here Last in your own opinions weigh mine innocence Amongst ye I was planted from an Infant Would then if heaven had so been pleas'd I had perish'd Grew up and goodly ready to bear fruit The honourable fruit of marriage And am I blasted in my bud with Treason Boldly and basely of my fair name ravish'd And hither brought to find my rest in ruine But he that knows all he that rights all wrongs And in his time restores knows me I have spoken Val. If ye be innocent heaven will protect ye And so I leave ye to his Sword strikes for ye Farewell Ori. Oh that went deep farewel deer brother And howsoe'r my cause goes see my body Upon my knees I ask it buried chastely For yet by holy truth it never trespass'd Ast Justice sit on your cause and heaven fight for ye Nor. Two of ye Gentlemen do me but the honor To lead me to her good my Lord your leave too Val. You have it Sir Nor. Give me your fair hands fearless As white as this I see your Innocence As spotless and as pure be not afraid Lady You are but here brought to your nobler fortune To add unto your life immortal story Vertue through hardest things arrives at happiness 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 fair hands I never brought ill luck yet be fearless 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. Speak quickly and speak short Ori. I have not much Sir Noble Gomera from your own free virtue You have undertaken here a poor Maids honor 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 happiness a true one And may it steel your heart and edge your good sword Ye fight for her as spotless of these mischiefs As heaven is of our sins or truth of errors And so defie that treacherous man and prosper Nor. Blessing o' thy heart Lady Val. Give the signal to ' em Low Alarms Nor. 'T is bravely fought Gomera follow that blow Well struck again boy look upon the Lady And gather spirit brave again lye close Lye close I say he fights aloft and strongly Close for thy life a vengeance o' that fell buffet Retire and gather breath ye have day enough Knights Look lovely on him Lady to 't again now Stand stand Gomera stand one blow for all now Gather thy strength together God bless the woman Why where 's thy noble heart heaven bless the Lady All. Oh oh Val. She is gone she is gone Nor. Now strike it Hold hold he yields hold thy brave sword he 's conquer'd He 's thine Gomera now be joyful Lady What could this thief have done had his cause been equal He made my heart-strings tremble Val. Off with his Caske there And Executioner take you his head next Abdel. Oh cursed fortune Gom. Stay I beseech ye Sir and this one honor Grant me I have deserv'd it that this villain May live one day to envy at my justice That he may pine and dye before the sword fall Viewing the glory I have won her goodness Val. He shall and you the harvest of your valour Shall
women Can make men friends and enemies when they list Say A gallant undertaking and a happy Why this is noble in you and will be A welcomer present to our Master Philip Than the return from his Indies Enter Clara Genevora Eugenia and Bobadilla Cla. Father your blessing Alv. Take her if ye bring not Betwixt you boys that will find out new worlds And win 'em too I 'm a false Prophet Vit. Brother There is a Sister long divided streams Mix now at length by fate Bob. I am not regarded I was the careful Steward that provided these Instruments of peace I put the longest weapon in your Sisters hand my Lord because she was the shortest Lady For likely the shortest Ladies love the longest men And for mine own part I could have discharged â—â—t my Pistol is no ordinary Pistol it has two ramming bullets but thought I why should I shoot my two bullets into my old Lady if they had gone I would not have staid â—ong after I would ev'n have died too bravely y'â—aith like â— Roman Steward hung my self in mine own chain and there had been a story of Bobadilla Spindola Zancho for after ages to lament hum I perceive I am not only not regarded but also not rewarded Alv. Prethee peace ' shalt have a new chain next Saint Jaques day or this new gilt â—ob I am satisfied let virtue have her due And yet I am melancholy upon this atonement pray heaven the State â—â—ue it not I would my Lord Vitellie's Steward and I could meet they should find it should cost 'em a little more to make us friends well I will forswear wine and women for a year and then I will be drunk to morrow and run a whoring like a dog with a broken bottle at 's tail then will I repent next day and forswear 'em again more vehemently be forsworn next day again and repent my repentance for thus a melancholy Gentleman doth and ought to live Assist Nay you stall dine with me and afterward I 'll with ye to the King But first I will Dispatch the Castles business that this day May be compleat Bring forth the malefactors Enter Alguazier Pachieco Metaldi Mendoza Lazaril Piorato Malroda and Guard You Alguazier the Ringleader of these Poor fellows are degraded from your office You must return all stolen goods you receiv'd And watch a twelve month without any pay This if you fail of all your goods confiscate You are to be whipt and sent into the Gallies Alg. I like all but restoring that Catholique Doctrine I do dislike Learn all ye officers By this to live uprightly if you can Exit Assist You Cobler to tanslate your manners new Are doom'd to th' Cloisters of the Mendicants With this your brother botcher there for nothing To cobble and heel hose for the poor Friers Till they allow you pennance for sufficient And your amendment then you shall be freed And may set up again Pach. Mendoza come Our souls have trode awry in all mens sight We 'll underlay 'em till they go upright Exe. Pach. and Mend. Assist Smith in those shackles you for your hard heart Must lie by th' heels a year Met. I have shod your horse my Lord. Exit Assist Away for you my hungry white-loaf'd face You must to th' Gallies where you shall be sure To have no more bits than you shall have blows Laz. Well though herrings want I shall have rowes Assist Signior you have prevented us and punish'd Your selfe severelier than we would have done You have married a whore may she prove honest Pio. 'T is better my Lord than to marry an honest woman That may prove a whore Vit. 'T is a hansome wench and thou canst keep her tame I 'll send you what I promis'd Pio. Joy to your Lordships Alv. Hear may all Ladies learn to make of foes The perfect'st friends and not the perfect'st foes Of dearest friends as some do now a daies Vit. Behold the power of love to nature lost By custome irrecoverably past the hope Of friends restoring Love hath here retriv'd To her own habit made her blush to see Her so long monstrous Metamorphoses May strange affairs never have worse success Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Author fears there are some Rebel hearts Whose dulness doth oppose loves piercing darts Such will be apt to say there wanted wit The language low very few Scaenes are writ With spirit and life such odd things as these He cares not for nor ever means to please For if your selves a Mistriss or loves friends Are lik'd with this smooth Play he hath his ends FINIS WOMEN PLEAS'D A TRAGY-COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Duke of Siena Suitor to Belvidere Silvio A Gentleman of quality servant to Belvidere Claudio Silvio's friend brother to Isabella Bartello Captain of the Citadel Vncle to Silvio Lopez A sordid Vsurer the jealous Husband of Isabella Lords of Florence Lords of Siena Councellors Courtiers Penurio A hungry servant to Lopez Soto A merry servant to Claudio A Farmer Father to Soto Captain Soldiers of the Guard A Clarke Bomby An enemy to Watches and May-poles Morrice-dancers Masquers WOMEN Dutchess of Florence Belvidere A virtuous Princess daughter to the Dutchess in love with Silvio Rodope wife to Bartello Isabella Wife to Lopez and Sister to Claudio Jaquenett servant to Isabella Two Gentlewomen The Scene Florence The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Vnderwood Rob. Benfield Rich. Sharpe John Lowin Will. Eglestone Nicholas Toolie Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Bartello and Silvio Sil. T Is true she is a right good Princess and a just one And Florence when she sets has lost a Planet Bar. My Mistriss I tell thee gentle Nephew There is not such another friend to goodness To down-right dealing to faith and true heart Within the Christian confines Before she blest us Justice was a Cheese-monger a meer Cheese-monger Weigh'd nothing to the world but Mites and Maggots And a main stink Law like a Horse-courser Her rules and precepts hung with gawdes and ribbonds And pamper'd up to cousen him that bought her When she her self was hackney lame and founder'd Sil. But the sweet Lady Belvidere the bright one Bar. I there 's a face indeed Oh my dear Nephew Could a young fellow of thy fiery mettle Freeze and that Lady in his Arms Sil. I think not Bar. Thou hast a parlous judgement but let that pass She is as truly virtuous fair and noble As her great Mother's good and that 's not ordinary Sil. But why so many Princes and so great ones Being Suitors should the Dutchess deny to match her Bar. She is a Jewel man hangs in her bosom Her only Child with her eies she sees all things Discourses with her tongue and pluck her from her So dotingly the old one loves her young one You pluck her heart out too Besides of late daies The Duke of Milan who could never win her By Love nor Treaty laid a close train for her
Alas win us from in an hour an instant We are so easie make him so forgetful 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 do know this falser than the Devil I cannot choose but love it Mar. What do I know But those that came to keep him might have kill'd him In what a case had I been then I dare not Believe him such a base debosh'd companion That one refusal of a tender Maid Would make him faign this Sickness out of need And take a Keeper to him of Fourscore To play at Billiards one that mew'd content And all her teeth together not come near 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 unkind 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 thank 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 do it love commands me And my own duty charges me Petru. Heav'n bless me And now I have said my Prayers I 'll go 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 appear so I thank 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 look strangely on me I dare tell you With breach of honesty care kindness 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 worshipful If I should say Right worshipful I ly'd not My Grandsire was a Knight Petru. O' the Shire Mar. A Soldier Which none of all thy Family e're heard of 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-leech 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 worn Almost their names away too Petru. Now hear 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 find it so What ever you shall do 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 forswear your knowledge But ever to forbear it now your will Sir Petru. Thou art the subtlest Woman I think living I am sure the lewdest now be still and mark me Were I but any way addided to the Devil 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 spiteful Whore Do you cry I 'll make you roare before I leave Mar. Your pleasure Petru. Was it not sin 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 sin enough and wickedness In full abundance Was it not vexation At all points cap a pe nay I shall pinch you Thus like a rotten Rascal to abuse The name of Heaven the tye of Marriage The honour of thy Friends the expectation Of all that thought thee virtuous with Rebellion Childish and base Rebellion but continuing After forgiveness too and worse your mischief And against him setting the hope of Heaven by And the dear reservation of his honor Nothing above ground could have won to hate thee Well goe thy wayes Mar. Yes Petru. You shall hear me out first What punishment may'st thou deserve thou thing Thou Idle thing of nothing thou pull'd Primrose That two hours 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 near me I must be shut up and my substance bezel'd And an old Woman watch me Mar. Well Sir well You may well glory in 't Petru. And when it comes to opening 't is my plot I must undoe my self forsooth do'st hear me If I should beat thee now as much may be Do'st thou not well deserve it o' thy Conscience Do'st thou not cry come beat me Mar. I defie you And my last loving tears farewell the first stroke The very first you give me if you dare strike Try me and you shall find it so for ever Never to be recall'd I know you love me Mad till you have enjoy'd me I do turne Utterly from you and what Man I meet first That has but spirit to deserve a favour Let him bear any shape the worse the better â—all kill you and enjoy me what I have said About your foolish sickness e're you have me As you would have me you shall swear is certain And challenge any Man that dares deny it And in all companies approve my actions And so farewell for this time Ex. Mar. Petru. Grief goe with thee If there be any witchcrafts herbes or potions Saying my Prayers backward Fiends or Fayries That can again unlove me I am made Exit Scaena Secunda Enter Byancha and Tranio Tra. Mistress you must do it By. Are the Writings ready I told you of Tra. Yes they are ready but to what use I know not By. Y' are an Ass you must have all things constru'd Tra. Yes and pierc'd too Or I find little pleasure By. Now you are knavish Goe too fetch Rowland hither presently Your Twenty pounds lies bleeding else she is married Within these twelve hours if we cross it not And see the Papers of one size Tra. I have ye By. And for disposing of ' em Tra. If I fail you Now I have found the way use Marshal Law And cut my head off with a hand Saw By. Well Sir Petronius and Moroso I 'll see sent for About your business goe Tra. I am gone Ex. Tra. Enter Livia By. Ho Livia Liv. Who 's that By. A friend of yours Lord how you look now As if you had lost a Carrack Liv. O Byancha I am the most
undone unhappy Woman By. Be quiet Wench thou shalt be done and done And done and double done or all shall split for 't No more of these minc'd passions they are mangy And ease thee of nothing but a little Wind An Apple will do more thou fear'st Moroso Liv. Even as I fear the Gallowes By. Keep thee there still And you love Rowland say Liv. If I say not I am sure I lye By. What wouldst thou give that Woman In spight of all his anger and thy fear And all thy Fathers policy that could Clap ye within these two nights quietly Into a Bed together Liv. How By. Why fairly At half sword man and wise now the red blood comes I marry now the matters chang'd Liv. Byancha Methinks you should not mock me By. Mock a pudding I speak good honest English and good meaning Liv. I should not be ungrateful to that Woman By. I know thou would'st not follow but my Councel And if thou hast him not despite of fortune Let me nev'r know a good night more you must Be very sick o' th instant Liv. Well what follows By. And in that sickness send for all your friends Your Father and your feaver old Moroso And Rowland shall be there too Liv. What of these By. Do you not twitter yet of this shall follow That which shall make thy heart leap and thy lips Venture as many kisses as the Merchants Doe Dollars to the East-Indies you shall know all But first walke in and practise pray be sick Liv. I do believe you and I am sick By. Doe To bed then come I 'll send away your Servants Post for your Fool and Father and good fortune As we meane honesty now strike an up-shot Exunt Scaena Tertia Enter Tranio and Rowland Tra. Nay on my conscience I have lost my Money But that 's all one I 'll never more perswade you I see you are resolute and I commend you Row But did she send for me Tra. You dare believe me Row I cannot tell you have your wayes for profit Allow'd you Tranio as well as I Have to avoid ' em Tra. No on my word Sir I deale directly with you Enter Servant Row How now fellow Whither Post you so fast Ser. O sir my Master Pray did you see my Master Row Why your Master Ser. Sir his Jewel Row With the gilded Button Serv. My pretty Mistress Livia Row What of her Serv. Is falen sick o' th suddain Row How o' th sullens Ser. O' th suddain Sir I say very sick Row It seems she hath got the toothach with raw Apples Ser. It seemes you have got the headach fare you well Sir You did not see my Master Row Who told you so Tra. No no he did not see him Row Farewell Blew-bottle Ex. Servant What should her sickness be Tra. For you it may be Row Yes when my braines are out I may believe it Never before I am sure Yet I may see her 'T will be a point of honesty Tra. It will so Row It may be not too you would fain be fing'ring This old sin-offring of two hundred Tranio How daintily and cunningly you drive me Up like a Deer to 'th toyle yet I may leap it And what 's the Woodman then Tra. A loser by you Speak Will you go or not to me 't is equal Row Come What goes less Tra. Nay not a penny Rowland Row Shall I have liberty of conscience Which by interpretation is ten kisses Hang me if I affect her yet it may be This whorson manners will require a strugling Of two and twenty or by'r-Lady thirty Tra. By'r-Lady I 'll require my wager then For if you kiss so often and no kindness I have lost my speculation I 'll allow you Row Speak like a Gamster now Tra. It may be two Row Under a dozen Tranio there 's no setting You shall have forty shillings winck at small faults Say I take twenty come by all that 's honest I do it but to vex her Tra. I 'll no by-blowes If you can love her doe if you can hate her Or any else that loves you Row Prethee Tranio Tra. Why farewell twenty pound 't will not undoe me You have my resolution Row And your Money Which since you are so stubborn if I forfeit Make me a Jack o' Lent and break my shins For untag'd Points and Compters I 'll goe with you But if thou gett'st a penny by the bargain A parting kiss is lawful Tra. I allow it Row Knock out my brains with Apples yet a bargain Tra. I tell you I 'll no bargains win and wear it Row Thou art the strangest fellow Tra. That 's all one Row Along then twenty pound more if thou dar'st I give her not a good word Tra. Not a Penny Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Petruchio Jaques and Pedro. Petru. Prethee entreat her come I will not trouble her Above a word or two ere I endure Exit Pedro. This life and with a Woman and a vow'd one To all the mischiefs she can lay upon me I 'll go to Plough and eate Leeke Porridge Begging 's a pleasure to 't not to be number'd No there be other Countries Jaques for me and other people yea and other women If I have need here 's Money there 's your ware Which is faire dealing and the Sun they say Shines as warme there as here and till I have lost Either my self or her I care not whether Nor which first Jaq. Will your worship hear me Petru. And utterly outworne the memory Of such a curse as this none of my Nation Shall ever know me more Jaq. Out alas Sir What a strange way doe you run Petru. Any way So I out-run this Rascal Jaq. Me thinks now If your good worship could but have the patience Petru. The patience why the patience Jaq. Why I 'll tell you Could you but have the patience Petru. Well the patience Jaq. To laugh at all she do's or when she railes To have a Drum beaten o' th top o' th house To give the neighbors warning of her Larme As I do when my Wife rebels Petru. Thy Wife Thy Wife 's a Pigeon to her a meere slumber The dead of night 's not stiller Jaq. Nor an Iron Mill. Petru. But thy Wife is certain Jaq. That 's false Doctrine You never read of a certain Woman Petru. Thou know'st her way Jaq. I should doe I am sure I have ridden it night and day this twenty year Petru. But mine is such a drench of Balderdash Such a strange carded cunningness the Rayne-bow When she hangs bent in Heaven sheds not her colours Quicker and more than this deceitful Woman Enter Ped. Weaves in her dye's of wickedness what sayes she Ped. Nay not a word sir but she pointed to me As though she meant to follow pray sir bear it Ev'n as you may I need not teach your worship The best men have their crosses we are all mortal Petru. What ailes the fellow Ped. And no doubt
within an hour Mar. Let him command one of the City gates In time of mutiny or you may provide him To be one of the counsel for invading Some savage Countrey to plant Christian faith Wife No no I have it for him call my page Now my dear husband there it is will fit you Ex. Maria. And when the world shall see what I have done Let it not move the spleen of any Wife To make an Ass of her beloved husband Without good ground but if they will be drawn To any reason by you do not gull them But if they grow conceited of themselves And be fine Gentlemen have no mercy Publish them to the World 't will do them good When they shall see their follies understood Go bear these Letters to my servant And bid him make haste I will dress my self â—n all the Journey-Cloaths I us'd before Not to ride but to make the Laughter more Exit Enter Gentleman and Jaques Gent. Is all packt up Ja. All all Sir there is no tumbler Runs through his hoop with more dexterity Then I about this business 'T is a day That I have long long'd to see Gent. Come Where 's my Spurs Ja. Here Sir and now 't is come Gent. I Jaques now I thank my fates I can command my Wife Ja. I am glad to see it Sir Gent. I do not love alwayes To be made a puppie Jaques Ja. But yet me thinks your Worship does not look Right like a Countrey Gentleman Gent. I will give me my t'other hat Ja. Here. Gent. So my Jerkin Ja. Yes Sir Gent. On with it Jaques thou and I Will live so finely in the Countrey Jaques And have such pleasant walks into the Woods A mornings and then bring home riding-rods And walking staves Ja. And I will bear them Sir And Skurdge-sticks for the children Gent. So thou shalt And thou shalt do all over-see my Work-folkes And at the weeks end pay them all their wages Ja. I will Sir so your Worship give me Money Gent. Thou shalt receive all too give me my Drawers Ja. They are ready Sir Gent. And I will make thy Mistriss My wife look to her landrie and her dairy That we may have our linnen clean on Sundayes Ja. And Holy-dayes Gent. I and ere we walk about the Grounds Provide our break-fast Or she shall smoke I 'll have her a good huswife She shall not make a voyage to her Sisters But she shall live at home And feed her pullen fat and see her Maides In bed before her and lock all the doors Ja. Why that will be a life for Kings and Queens Gen. Give me my Scarfe with the great Button quickly Ja. 'T is done Sir Gen. Now my Mittens Ja. Here they are Sir Gen. 'T is well now my great dagger Ja. There Gen. Why so thus it should be now my riding rod. Ja. There 's nothing wanting Sir Gen. Another man to stick under my girdle Ja. There it is Gent. All is well Ja. Why now methinks your Worship looks Like to your self a Man of means and credit So did your grave and famous Ancestors Ride up and down to Fairs and cheapen cattel Gent. Goe hasten your Mistriss Sirra Ja. It shall be done Ex. Jaques Enter Servant and Page Ser. Who 's that who 's that Boy Page I think it be my Master Ser. Who he that walkes in gray whisking his riding rod Pag. Yes Sir 't is he Ser. 'T is he indeed he is prepar'd For his new journey when I wink upon you Run out and tell the Gentleman 't is time Monsieur good day Gen. Monsieur your Mistriss is within but yet not ready Ser. My business is with you Sir 't is reported I know not whether by some enemy Maliciously that envies your great hopes And would be ready to sow discontents Betwixt his Majesty and you or truely Which on my faith I would be sorry for That you intend to leave the Court in haste Gen. Faith Sir within this half hour Jaques Jaques within Sir Gent. Is my VVife ready Ja. Presently Ser. But Sir I needs must tell you as I am your friend You should have ta'en your journey privater For 't is already blaz'd about the Court. Gen. VVhy Sir I hope it is no Treason is it Ser. 'T is true Sir but 't is grown the common talk There 's no discovery else held and in the presence All the Nobility and Gentry Have nothing in their mouths but only this Monsieur Marine that noble Gentleman Is now departing hence every Mans face Looks ghastly on his fellows such a sadness Before this day I ne'er beheld in Court Mens hearts begin to fail them when they hear it In expectation of the great event That needs must follow it pray Heaven it be good Gen. VVhy I had rather all their hearts should fail Than I stay here until my purse fail me Ser. But yet you are a Subject and beware I charge you by the love I bear to you How you do venture rashly on a course To make your Sovereign jealous of your deeds For Princes jealousies where they love most Are easily found but they be hardly lost Gen. Come these are tricks I smell 'em I will goe Ser. Have I not still profest my self your friend Gen. Yes but you never shewd it to me yet Ser. But now I will because I see you wise And give ye thus much light into a business That came to me but now be resolute Stand stifly to it that you will depart And presently Gen. Why so I mean to doe Ser. And by this light you may be what you will Will you be secret Sir Gen. Why What 's the matter Ser. The King does fear you Gent. How Sâ—r. And is now in Counsel Gent. About me Ser. About you and you be wise You 'll find he 's in Counsel about you His Counsellors have told him all the truth Gent. What truth Ser. Why that which now he knows too well Gent. What is' t Ser. That you have followed him seven years With a great train and though he have not grac't you Yet you have div'd into the hearts of thousands With liberality and noble carriage And if you should depart home unprefer'd All discontented and seditious spirits Would flock to you and thrust you into action With whose help and your Tenants who doth not know If you were so dispos'd How great a part of this yet fertile peaceful Realm of France â—ou might make desolate but when the King Heard this Gent. What said he Ser. Nothing but shook â—s never Christian Prince did shake before â—ad to be short you may be what you will 〈◊〉 be not ambitious Sir sit down With moderate honors least you make your self â—ore fear'd Gent. I know Sir what I have to doe â— mine own business Enter Longavile Long. Where 's Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Why there he stands will you ought with him Long. Yes Good day Monsieur Marine Gent. Good day to you Long. His Majesty
Is he not Duke indeed see how he looks As if his spirit were a last or two Above his veins and stretcht his noble hide Long. Hee 's high-brac't like a Drum pray God he break not Bew. Why let him break there 's but a Calves-skin lost Long. May it please your Grace to see the City 'T will be to the minds and much contentment Of the doubtful people Du. I am determin'd so till my return I leave my honour'd Dutchess to her chamber Be careful of your health I pray you be so Ser. Your Grace shall suffer us your humble servants To give attendance fit so great a person Upon your body Du. I am pleased so Long. Away good Bewford raise a guard sufficient To keep him from the reach of Tongues be quick And do you hear remember how the streets Must be dispos'd with for cries and salutations Your Grace determines not to see the King Du. Not yet I shall be ready ten dayes hence To kiss his Highness hand and give him thanks As it is fit I should for his great bounty Set forward Gentlemen Groom Room for the Duke there Exeunt Duke and Train Wife 'T is fit he should have room to shew his mightiness He swells so with his poyson 'T is better to reclaim ye thus than make A sheeps-head of you It had been but your due But I have mercy Sir and mean to reclaim you By a directer course That Woman is not worthy of a Soul That has the sovereign power to rule her husband And gives her title up so long provided As there be fair play and his state not wrong'd Enter Shattillion Shat I would be glad to know whence this new Duke springs The people buz abroad or by what title He receiv'd his dignity 't is very strange There should be such close jugling in the State But I am ty'd to silence yet a day May come and soon to perfect all these doubts Wife It is the mad Shattillion by my Soul I suffer much for this poor Gentleman I 'll speak to him may be he yet knows me Monsieur Shattilion Shat. Can you give me reason from whence This great Duke sprang that walks abroad Wife Even from the King himself Shat. As you are a Woman I think you may be cover'd Yet your prayer would do no harm good Woman Wife God preserve him Enter Shattillions Love Shat. I say Amen and so say all good Subjects Love Lady as ever you have lov'd or shall As you have hope of heaven lend your hand And wit to draw this poor distracted man Under your roofe from the broad eyes of people And wonder of the streets Wife With all my heart My feeling of his grief and loss is much Love Sir now you are come so near the prison will ye Goe in and visit your fair Love poor soul She would be glad to see you Shat. This same Duke is but Apocryphal there 's no creation That can stand where titles are not right Lov. 'T is true Sir Shat. This is another draught upon my life Let me examine well the words I spake The words I spake were that this novel Duke Is not o' th' true making 't is to me most certain Wife You are as right Sir as you went by line Shat. And to the grief of many thousands more Wife If there be any such God comfort them Shat. Whose mouths may open when the time shall please I 'm betray'd commend me to the King And tell him I am sound and crave but justice You shall not need to have your guard upon me Which I am sure are plac'd for my attachment Lead on I 'm obedient to my bonds Lov. Good Sir be not displeased with us We are but servants to his Highness will To make that good Shat. I do forgive you even with my heart Shall I entreat a favor Wife Any thing Shat. To see my love before that fatal stroak And publish to the world my christian death And true obedience to the Crown of France Lov. I hope it shall not need Sir for there is mercy As well as Justice in his Royal heart Exeunt Enter three Gentlemen 1 Gent. Every man take his corner here am I You there and you in that place so be perfect Have a great care your cries be loud and faces Full of dejected fear and humbleness He comes Enter Jaques Ja. Fye how these streets are charg'd and swell'd With these same rascally people give more room Or I shall have occasion to distribute A martial almes amongst you as I am a Gentleman I have not seen such rude disorder They follow him like a prize there 's no true gaper Like to your Citizen he will be sure The Beares shall not pass by his door in peace But he and all his family will follow Room there afore Sound Enter Duke and his company Ja. Give room and keep your places And you may see enough keep your places Long. These people are too far unmanner'd thus To stop your Graces way with multitudes Du. Rebuke them not good Monsieur 't is their loves Which I will answer if it please my stars To spare me life and health 2 Gen. Bless your Grace Du. And you with all my heart 1 Gen. Now heaven preserve your happy dayes Du. I thank you too 3. Gen. Now Heaven save your Grace Du. I thank 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 greatness Are equal in abundance note me well And with my words my heart for as the Tree Long. Your Grace had best beware 't will be inform'd Your greatness with the people Duke I had more My honest and ingenious people But The weight of business 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 thankful Gen. Let me not dye in ignorance Long. You shall not Then know the King out of his love hath pleas'd 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 withal my hand From henceforth let me call you one of mine Ser. Make room afore there and dismiss the people Du. Every Man to his house in peace and quiet Peop. Now heaven preserve the Duke heaven bless the Duke Exeunt Omnes Enter Wife Wife This Letter came this morn from my Cosin To the great Lady high and mighty Duchess Of burgundy be these delivered Oh
There 's hope for me Cas Why you dare fight with him And need be for the Kingdom Sel. With Arcadius If you 'll make stakes my life against his crown I 'll fight with him and you and your fine Son And all the Courtiers one after another Cas ' T wo'not come to that Sel. I am of your Lordships mind so fare you well Cas Yet stay and hear Sel. What that you have betray'd me Do tell your King my life is grown a burden And I 'll confess and make your souls look pale To see how nimble mine shall leap this battlement Of flesh and dying laugh at your poor malice Omnes No more long live Leonatus King of Epire. Sel. Leonatus Who 's that Cas Be bold and be a King our brains have been Working to raise you to this height here are None but friends dare von but call your self Leonatus and but justifie with confidence What we 'll proclaime you if we do not bring The Crown to your head we ' ill forfeit ours Eub. The state is in distraction Arcadius Is prov'd a King there was an elder brother If you dare but pronounce you are the same Forget you are my son Pol. These are no trifles Sir all is plotted To assure your greatness if you will be wise And take the faire occasion that 's presented Sel. Arcadius you say is lawful King And now to depose him you would make me An elder brother is' t not so Cas Most right Sel. Nay right or wrong if this be your true meaning Omnes Upon our lives Sel. I 'll venture mine but with your pardon Whose brain was this from whom took this plot life Eub. My Lord Cassander Sel. And you are of his mind and you and think This may he done Eub. The destinies shall not croâ—s us if you have Spirit to undertake it Sel. Undertake it I am not us'd to compliment I 'll owe My life to you my fortunes to your Lordship Compose me as you please and when y 'ave made Me what you promise you shall both divide Me equally one word my Lord I had rather Live in the prison still than be a propeâ—â—y To advance his politick ends Eub. Have no suspition Cas So so I see Demetrius heels already Trip'd up and I 'll dispatch him out o th' way Which gone I can depose this at my leasure Being an Impostor then my Son stands fair And may piece with the Princess we lose time What think you if we first surprize the Court While you command the Castle we shall curbe All opposition Eub. Let 's proclaim him first I have some faction the people love me They gain'd to us wee 'll fall upon the Court. Cas Unless Demetrius yield himself he bleeds Sel. Who dares call treason sin when it succeeds Exeunt Omnes Enter Sophia and Charilla Cha. Madam you are too passionate and lose The greatness of your soul with the expence Of too much grief for that which providence Hath eas'd you of the burden of a state Above your tender bearing Sop. Thour' t a fool And canst not reach the spirit of a Lady Born great as I was and made onely less By a too cruel destiny above Our tender bearing What goes richer to The composition of Man than ours Our soul as free and spatious our heart 's As great our will as large each thought as active And in this onely Man more proud than we That would have us less capable of Empire But search the stories and the name of Queen Shines bright with glory and some precedents Above Mans imitation Cha. I grant it For the honor of our sex nor have you Madam By any weakness sorfeited command He that succeeds in justice was before you And you have gain'd more in a royal brother Than you could lose by your resign of Epire. Sop. This I allow Charilla I ha done 'T is not the thought I am depos'd afflicts me At the same time I feel a joy to know My Brother living no there is another Wound in me above cure Cha. Virtue forbid Sop. Canst find me out a Surgeon for that Cha. For what Sop. My bleeding fame Cha. Oh do not injure Your own clear innocence Sop. Do not flatter me I have been guilty of an act will make All love in women question'd is not that A blot upon a Virgins name my birth Cannot extâ—nuate my shame I am Become the stain of Epire. Cha. 'T is but Your own opinion Madam which presents Something to fright your self which cannot Be in the same shape so horrid to our sense Sop. Thou wod'st but canst not appear ignorant Did not the Court nay the whole Kingdom take Notice I lov'd Lisimachus Cha. True Madam Sop. No I was false Though counsel'd by my Father to affect him I had my politick ends upon Cassander To be absolute Queen flattering his son with hopes Of love and marriage when that very day I blush to think I wrong'd Lisimachus That noble Gentleman but heaven punish'd me For though to know Demetrius was a blessing Yet who will not impute it my dishonor Cha. Madam you yet may recompence Lisimachus If you affect him now you were not false To him whom then you lov'd not if you can Find any gentle passion in your soul To entertain his thought no doubt his heart Though sad retains a noble will to meet it His love was firm to you and cannot be Unrooted with one storme Sop. He will not sure Trust any language from her tongue that mock'd him Although my soul doth weep sor't and is punish'd To love him above the world Enter Lisimachus Cha. Hee 's here As fate would have him reconcil'd be free And speak your thoughts Lisi If Madam I appear Too bold your charity will sign my pardon I heard you were not well which made me haste To pay the duty of an humble visit Sop. You do not mock me Sir Lisi I am confident You think me not so lost to manners in The knowledge of your person to bring with me Such rudeness I have nothing to present But a heart full of wishes for your health And what else may be added to your happiness Sop. I thought you had been sensible Lisi How Madam Sop. A man of understanding can you spend One prayer for me remembring the dishonor I have done Lisimachus Lisi Nothing can deface that part of my Religion in me not to pray for you Sop. It is not then impossible you may Forgive me too indeed I have a soul Is full of penitence and something else If blushing would allow to give 't a name Lisi What Madam Sop. Love a love that should redeem My past offence and make me white again Lisi I hope no sadness can possess your thoughts For me I am not worthy of this sorrow But if you mean it any satisfaction For what your will hath made me suffer 't is But a strange overflow of Charity To keep me still alive be your self Madam And let
did blush to ask thy love Pol. Give me your pardon Sir Arcadius At our last meeting without argument To move him more than his affection to me Vow'd he did love me love me above all Women And to confirm his heart was truely mine He wish'd I tremble to remember it When he forsook his Polidora's love That Heaven might kill his happiness on Earth Was not this nobly said did not this promise A truth to shame the Turtles Dem. And his heart Iâ— still the same and I thy constant Lover Pol. Give me your leave I pray I would not say Arcadius was perjur'd but the same day Forgetting all his promises and oathes While yet they hung upon his lips forsook me D' ee not remember this too gave his faith From me transported with the noise of greatness And would be married to a Kingdom Dem. But Heaven permitted not I should dispose What was ordain'd for thee Pol. It was not virtue In â—im for sure he found no check no sting In his own bosome but gave freely all The reines to blind ambition Dem. I am wounded The thought of thee i th' throng of all my joyes Like poyson powr'd in Nectar turnes me frantick Dear if Arcadius have made a fault Let not Demetrius be punish'd for 't He pleads that ever will be constant to thee Pol. Shall I believe Mans flatteries agen Lose my sweet rest and peace of thought agen Be drawn by you from the streight paths of virtue Into the maze of Love Dem. I see compassion in thy eye that chides me If I have either soul but what 's contain'd Within these words or if one syllable Of their full force be not made good by me May all relenting thoughts in you take end And thy disdain be doubled from thy pardon I 'll count my Coronation and that hour Fix with a rubrick in my Calendar As an auspicious time to entertain Affairs of weight with Princes think who now Intreats thy mercy come thou sha't be kind And divide Titles with me Pol. Hear me Sir I lov'd you once for virtue and have not A thought so much unguarded as to be won From my truth and innocence with any Motives of state to affect you Your bright temptation mourns while it stayes here Nor can the triumph of glory which made you Forget me so court my opinion back Were you no King I should be sooner drawn Again to love you but 't is now too late A low obedience shall become me best May all the joyes I want Still wait on you if time hereafter tell you That sorrow for your fault hath struck me dead May one soft tear drop from your eye in pitty Bedew my hearse and I shall sleep securely I have but one word more for goodness sake For your own honor Sir correct your passion To her you shall love next and I forgive you Exit Dem. Her heart is frozen up nor can warm prayers Thaw it to any softness Phi. I 'll fetch her Sir again Dem. Perswade her not Phi. You give your passion too much leave to triumph Seek in another what she denies Enter Macarius Mac. Where 's the King oh Sir you are undone A dangerous treason is a foot Dem. What Treason Mac. Cassander and Eubulus have proclaim'd Another King whom they pretend to be Leonatus your elder Brother he that was But this morning prisoner in the Castle Dem. Ha Mac. The easie Epirotes Gather in multitudes to advance his Title They have seised upon the Court secure your person Whilst we raise power to curbe this Insurrection Ant. Lose no time then Dem. We will not Arme one Man Speak it agen have I a brother living And must be no King Mac. What means your Grace Dem. This newes doth speak me happy it exalts My heart and makes me capable of more Than twenty Kingdoms Phi. Will you not Sir stand Upon your guard Dem. I 'll stand upon my honor Mercy relieves me Lisa Will you lose the Kingdom Dem. The World 's too poor to bribe me leave Me all lest you extenuate my fame and I Be thought to have redeem'd it by your counsel You shall not share one sâ—ruple in the honor Titles may set a gloss upon our Name But Virtue onely is the soul of Fame Mac. He 's strangely possest Gentlemen Exeunt Omnes Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Philocles and Lisander Phi. HEre 's a strange turne Lisander Lisa 'T is a Kingdom Easily purchas'd who will trust the faith Of multitudes Phi. It was his fault that would So tamely give his Title to their Mercy The new King has possession Lisa And is like To keep 't we are alone what dost think of This innovation Is' t not a fine Jigge A precious cunning in the late Protector To shuffle a new Prince into the state Phi. I know not how they have shuffled but my head on 't A false card is turn'd up trump but fates look to 't Enter Cassander and Eubulus Eub. Does he not carry it bravely Cas Excellently Philocles Lisander Phi. Lis Your Lordships servants Are we not bound to heaven for multiplying These blessings on the Kingdom Phi. Heaven alone Works miracles my Lord. Lisa I think your Lordship Had as little hope once to see these Princes Revive Phi. Here we must place our thanks Next providence for preserving So dear a pledge Enter Leonatus attended Eub. The King Leo. It is our pleasure The number of our guard be doubled give A Largess to the Soldiers but dismiss not The Troops till we command Cas May it please Leo. It will not please us otherwise my Lord We have try'd your faith Eub. Does he not speak with confidence Leo. My Lords and Gentlemen to whose faith we must Oâ—e next to Heaven our fortune and our safety After a tedious eclipse the day â— bright and we invested in those honors Our bloud and birth did challenge Cas May no time â—e registred in our annals that shall mention â—â—e that had life to oppose your sacred person Leo. Let them whose Titles forg'd and flaw'd suspect Their states security our right to Epire â—eaven is oblig'd to prosper treason has â—o face so black to fright it all my cares â—evel to this that I may worthily â—anage the province and advance the honor â—f our dear Countrey and be confident â— an expence of bloud may give addition â—f any happiness to you I shall â—ffer my heart the sacrifice and rejoyce â—o make my self a ghost to have inscrib'd â—pon my marble but whose cause I died for Eub. May Heaven avert such danger Cas Excellent Prince â— whom we see the Copy of his Father â—one but the Son of Theodosius â—ould have spoke thus Leo. We are pleas'd to interpret well â—et give me leave to say in my own justice â— have but exprest the promptness of my soul â—o serve you all but 't is not empty wishes â—an satisfie our mighty charge a weight â—ould make an Atlas double a Kings
what 's she that leads the dance 1 Serv. A Gentlewoman Mer. I see that 1 Serv. Indeed Mer. What 1 Serv. A Gentlewoman Mer. Udsfoot good Sir what 's she that leads the dance 2 Serv. My Mistriss Mer. What else 2 Serv. My Mistriss Sir Mer. Your Mistriss a pox on you What a fry of fools are here I see 't is treason to understand in this house if nature were not better to them than they can be to themselves they would scant hit their mouths my Mistriss is there any one with so much wit in 's head that can tell me at the first sight what Gentlewoman that is that leads the dance 'T is my wife Mer. Hum. Ant. How dost thou like her Mer. Well a pretty Gentlewoman Ant. Prethee be quiet Mer. I would I could Let never any hereafter that 's a man That has affections in him and free passions Receive the least tye from such a fool as this is That holds so sweet a wife 't is lamentable to consider truly What right he robs himself of and what wrong He doth the youth of such a Gentlewoman That knows her beauty is no longer hers Than men will please to make it so and use it Neither of which lies freely in a Husband Oh what have I done what have I done Coxcomb If I had never seen or never tasted The goodness of this kix I had been a made man But now to make a Cuckold is a sin Against all forgiveness worse than a murther I have a Wolf by the ears and am bitten both ways Ant. How now friend what are you thinking of Mer. Nothing concerning you I must be gone Ant. Pardon me I 'll have no going Sir Mer. Then good Sir give me leave to go to bed I am very weary and ill-temper'd Ant. You shall presently the dance is done 1 Serv. Mistriss these are the Gentlemen Mar. My Husband 's welcome home dear Sir Mer. She 's fair still oh that I were a knave or durst be one For thy sake coxcomb he that invented honesty undid me Ant. I thought you had not known me y' are merry 't is well And how i st with these worthy Gentlemen Vb. Sil. We are glad to see you here again Ant. Oh Gent what ha' you lost but get you into travels thought There you may learn I cannot say what hidden virtues Mer. Hidden from you I am sure My blood boils like a furnace She 's a fair one Ant. Pray entertain this Gent. with all the courtesâ—e Fitting my most especial friend Mar. What this poor house may yield To make you welcome dear Sir command Without more compliment Mer. I thank you She 's wise and speaks well too oh what a blessing Is gone by me ne'er to be recovered Well 't was an old shame the Devil laid up for me and now has hit me home if there be any ways to be dishonest and save my self yet No it must not be why should I be a fool too Yet those eyes would tempt another Adam how they call to me and tell me S'foot they shall not tell me any thing Sir will you walk in Ant. How is' t Signior Mer. Crazie a little Mar. What all you Sir What 's in my power pray make use of Sir Mer. 'T is that must do me good she does not mock me sure And 't please you nothing my disease is only weariness Vb. Come Gentlemen we ll not keep you from your beds too long Rich. I ha' some business and 't is late and you far from your lodging Sil. Well Exit manent Ant. Mar and Mer. Ant. Come my dear Mercury I 'll bring you to your chamber and then I am for you Maria thou art a new wife to me now and thou shalt find it e'r I sleep Mer. And I an old ass to my self mine own rod whips me good Sir no more of this 't is tedious you are the best guide in your own house go Sir Exit Ant and Mer. This fool and his fair Wife have made me frantick From two such Physicks for the soul deliver me Exit Enter Richardo Uberto Pedro and Silvio Vb. Well you must have this wench then Ric. I hope so I am much o' th' bow-hand else Ped. Wou'd I were hang'd 't is a good loving little fool that dares venture her self upon a coast she never knew yet but these women when they are once thirteen god speed the plough Sil. Faith they 'll venture further for their lading than a Merchant and through as many storms but they 'll be fraughted they are mad like Carrecks only strength and storage Ric. Come come you talk you talk Sil. We do so but tell me Richardo wot thou marry her her Ric. Marry her why what should I do with her Ped. Pox I thought we should have all shares in her like lawful prize Ric. No by my faith Sir you shall pardon me I lanch'd her at my own charge without partners and so I 'll keep her Vb. What 's the hour Rich. Twelve Vb. What shall we do the while 't is yet scarce eleven Sil. There 's no standing here is not this the place Ric. Yes Ped. And to go back unto her fathers house may breed â—â—spition Let 's slip into a Tavern for an hour 't is very cold Vb. Content there is one hard by a quart of burnt â—ack will recover us I am as cold as Christmas this stealâ—ng flesh in the frosty weather may be sweet i' th' eating â—ut sure the Woodmen have no great catch on 't Shall 's â—o Rich. Thou art the strangest lover of a Tavern What â—hall we do there now lose the hour and our selves â—oo Vb. Lose a pudding What do'st thou talk of the â—our Will one quart muzle us have we not ears to â—ear and tongues to ask the Drawers but we must stand â—ere like bawds to watch the minutes Sil. Prethee content thy self we shall scout here as â—hough we went a haying and have some mangey prentice â—hat cannot sleep for scratching over-hear us Come Will â—ou go Sirs when your love fury is a little frozen you 'll â—ome to us Ric. Will you drink but one quart then Ped. No more I'faith Sil. Content Ric. Why then have with you but le ts be very watchâ— Vb. As watchful as the Belman come I 'll lead because â— hate good manners they are too tedious Exeunt Enter Viola with a Key and a little Casket The night is terrible and I enclos'd â—ith that my vertue and my self hate most â—arkness yet must I fear that which I wish â—â—me company and every step I take â—â—nds louder in my fearful ears to night â—han ever did the shrill and sacred bell â—hat rang me to my prayers the house will rise â—hen I unlock the dore were it by day â— am bold enough but then a thousand eyes â—arne me from going might not heaven have made 〈◊〉 time for envious prying folk to sleep â—hilst lovers met and yet the Sun have shone
time Enter Pedro Silvio Uberto Ped. Good morrow Sir Rich. Good morrow Gentlemen shall we go drink agen I have my wits Ped. So have I but they are unsetled ones would I had some porrige Rich. The Tavern boy was here this morning with me And told me that there was a Gentlewoman Which he took for a Whore that hung on me For whom we quarrel'd and I know not what Ped. I faith nor I. Vbe I have a glimmering of some such thing Rich. Was it you Silvio That made me drink so much 't was you or Pedro. Ped. I know not who Sil. We are all apt enough Rich. But I will lay the fault on none but me That I would be so entreated come Silvio Shall we go drink agen come Gentlemen Why do you stay let 's never leave off now Whil'st we have Wine and Throats I 'll practise it Till I have made it my best quality For what is best for me to do but that For Heaven sake come and drink when I am nam'd Men shall make answer VVhich Richardo mean you The excellent drinker I will have it so VVill you go drink Silv. VVe drunk too much too lately Rich. VVhy there is then the less behind to drink Let 's end it all dispatch that wee 'l send abroad And purchase all the VVine the world can yield And then drink it off then take the fruits o' th' earth Distil the Juice from them and drink that off Wee 'l catch the rain before it fall to ground And drink off that that never more may grow Wee 'l set our mouths to Springs and drink them off And all this while wee 'l never think of those That love us best more than we did last night We will not give unto the poor a drop Of all this drink but when we see them weep Wee 'l run to them and drink their tears off too Wee 'l never leave whilst there is heat or moisture In this large globe but suck it cold and dry Till we have made it Elemental earth Merely by drinking Ped. Is' t flattery to tell you you are mad Rich. If it be false There 's no such way to bind me to a Man He that will have me lay my goods and lands My life down for him need no more but say Richardo thou art mad and then all these Are at his service then he pleases me And makes me think that I had vertue in me That I had love and tenderness of heart That though I have committed such a fault As never creature did yet running mad As honest men should do for such a crime I have exprest some worth though it be late But I alas have none of these in me But keep my wits still like a frozen Man That had no fire within him Sil. Nay good Richardo leave this wild talk and send a letter to her I 'll deliver it Rich. 'T is to no purpose perhaps she 's lost last night Or she got home agen she 's now so strictly Look'd to the wind can scarce come to her or admit She were her self if she would hear from me From me unworthy that have us'd her thus She were so foolish that she were no more To be belov'd Enter Andrugio and Servant with a Night-gown Ser. Sir we have found this night-gown she took with her Ricb. Where where speak quickly Ser. Searching in the Suburbs we found a Tinker and his Whore that had it in a Tap-house whom we apprehended and they confest they stole it from her Rich. And murthered her Sil. What aile you man Rich. Why all this doth not make me mad Sil. It does you would not offer this else good Pedro look to his sword Ser. They do deny the killing of her but swore they left her tyed to a Tree in the fields next those Suburbs that â—re without our Ladies gate near day and by the Rode so â—hat some passinger must needs unty her quickly And. The will of Heaven be done Sir I will only enâ—reat you this that as you were the greatest occasion of her â—â—ss that you will be pleased to urge your friends and be â—our self earnest in the search of her if she be found she 〈◊〉 yours if she please I my self only see these people betâ—er examin'd and after follow some way in search God â—eep you Gentlemen Exit Sil. Alas good man Ric. What think you now of me I think this lump â—s nothing but a piece of fleagme congeal'd Without a soul for where there 's so much spirit As would but warm a flea those faults of mine Would make it glow and flame in this dull heart â—nd run like molten gold through every sin Till it could burst these walls and fly away â—hall I intreat you all to take your horses And search this innocent Ped. With all our hearts Ric. Do not divide your selves till you come there Where they say she was ty'd I 'll follow too But never to return till she be found Give me my sword good Pedro I will do No harm believe me with it I am now Farr better temper'd if I were not so 〈◊〉 have enow besides God keep you all And send us good success Exeunt Actus Tertius Sâ—ena Prima Enter Mercury and Servant Mer. WHo is it can you tell Ser. By my troth Sir I know not but 't is a Gentlewoman Mer. A Gentleman I 'll lay my life you puppy h 'as sent his Wife to me if he have fling up the bed Ser. Here she is Sir Enter Wife with a Letter Wife I am glad I found you Sir there take your Letter and keep it till you have anoâ—her friend to wrong 't is too malicious false to make me sin you have provoked me to be that I love not a talker and you shall hear me Why should you dare to imagine me So light a huswife that from four hours knowledge You might presume to offer to my credit This rude and ruffian tryal I am sure I never courted you nor gave you tokens That might concern assurance you are a fool Mer. I cannot blame you now I see this letter Though you be angry yet with me you must not Unless you 'l make me guilty of a wrong My worst affections hate Wife Did not you send it Mer. No upon my faith which is more I understand it not the hand is as far from my knowledge as the malice Wife This is strange Mer. It is so and had been stranger and indeed more hateful Had I that have receiv'd such courtesies and owe so many Thanks done this base office Wife Your name is at it Mer. Yes but not my nature and I shall hate my name worse than the manner for this base broking you are wise and vertuous remove this fault from me for on the love I bear to truth and goodness this Letter dare not name me for the author Wife Now I perceive my husbands knavery if any man can but find where he has been I will
looks Mast Thou rascal thou fearful rogue thou hast been praying I see 't in thy face thou hast been mumbling When we are split you slave is this a time To discourage our friends with your cold orizons Call up the Boatswain how it storms holla Boats What shall we do Master Cast over all her lading she will not swim An hour else Enter Albert Franvile La-mure Tibalt de pont Morillat Mast The storm is loud We cannot hear one another What 's the coast Boats We know not ye shall we make in Albert. What comfort Sailors I never saw since I have known the Sea which has been this twenty years so rude a tempest In what State are we Mast Dangerous enough Captain We have sprung five leaks and no little ones Still rage besides her ribs are open Her rudder almost spent prepare your selves And have good courages death comes but once And let him come in all his frights Albert. Is' t not possible To make in to th' Land 't is here before us Morill. Here hard by Sir Mast Death is nearer Gentlemen Yet do not cry let 's dye like in men Tib. Shall 's hoise the Boat out And goe all at one cast the more the merrier Enter Amint. Mast You are too hasty Mounsieur Do ye long to be i' th' Fish-market before your time Hold her up there Amint. Oh miserable fortune Nothing but horror sounding in mine ears No minute to promise to my frighted soul Tib. Peace woman We ha storms enough already no more howling Amint. Gentle Master Mast Clap this woman under hatches Alb. Prethe speak mildly to her Amint. Can no help Mast None that I know Amint. No promise from your goodness Mast Am I a God for heavens sake stow this Tib. Go take your gilt Prayer-Book woman And to your business wink and die There 's an old Haddock staies for ye Amint. Must I die here in all the frights and terrors The thousand several shapes death triumphs in No friend to counsel me Alb. Have peace sweet Mistriss Amint. No kindreds tears upon me oh my countrey No gentle hand to close mine eyes Alb. Be comforted heaven has the same Power still and the same mercy Amint. Oh that wave will devour me Mast Carry her down Captain Or by these hands I 'll give no more direction Let the Ship sink or swim we ha ne'er better luck When we ha such stowage as these trinkets with us These sweet sin-breeders how can heaven smile on us When such a burthen of iniquity Lies tumbling like a potion in our ship's belly Exit Tib. Away with her and if she have a Prayer That 's fit for such an hour let her say 't quickly And seriously Exit Alb. Come I see it clear Lady come in And take some comfort I 'll stay with ye Amint. Where should I stay to what end should I hope Am not I circled round with misery Confusions in their full heights dwell about me Oh Mounsieur Albert How am I bound to curse ye If curses could redeem me how to hate ye You forc'd me from my quiet from my friends Even from their Arms that were as dear to me As day-light is or comfort to the wretched You forc'd my friends from their peaceful rest Some your relentless sword gave their last groans Would I had there been numbred And to fortunes never satisfied afflictions â—e turn'd my Brother and those few friends I 'd left Like desperate creatures to their own fears And the world 's stubborn pitties Oh merciless Alb. Sweet Mistriss Amint. And whither they are wandred to avoid ye Or whither dead and no kind earth to cover 'em Was this a Lovers part but heaven has found ye 〈◊〉 in his loudest voice his voice of thunder And in the mutiny of his deep wonders â—e tells ye now ye weep too late Alb. Let these tears tell how I honor ye Ye know dear Lady since ye are mine How truly I have lov'd ye how sanctimoniously Observ'd your honor not one lascivious word Not one touch Lady no not a hope that might not render me The unpolluted servant of your chastity For you I put to sea to seek your Brother Your Captain yet your slave that his redemption If he be living where the Sun has circuit May expiate your rigor and my rashness Amint. The storm grows greater what shall we do Alb. Let 's in And ask heavens mercy my strong mind yet presages Through all these dangers we shall see a day yet Shall crown your pious hopes and my fair wishes Exit Enter Master Sailors Gentlemen and Boatswain Mast It must all over-board Boats It clears to Sea-ward Mast Fling o'er the Lading there and let 's lighten her All the meat and the Cakes we are all gone else That we may find her Leaks and hold her up Yet save some little Bisket for the Lady Till we come to the Land La-m. Must my Goods over too Why honest Master here lies all my money The Money I ha wrackt by usury To buy new Lands and Lordships in new Countreys ' Cause I was banish'd from mine own I ha been this twenty years a raising it Tib. Out with it The devils are got together by the ears who shall have it And here they quarrel in the clouds La-m. I am undone Sir Tib. And be undone 't is better than we La-m. Oh save one Chest of Plate Tib. Away with it lustily Sailors It was some pawn that he has got unjustly Down with it low enough and let Crabs breed in 't Mast Over with the Trunks too Enter Albert. Alb. Take mine and spare not Mast We must over with all Fran. Will ye throw away my Lordship That I sold put it into cloaths and necessaries To goe to sea with Tib. Over with it I love to see a Lordship sink Sir you left no wood upon 't to buoy it up You might ha' sav'd it else Fran. I am undone for ever Alb. Why we are all undone would you be only happy La-m. Sir you may loose too Tib. Thou liest I ha' nothing but my skin And my cloaths my sword here and my self Two Crowns in my pocket two pair of Cards And three false Dice I can swim like a fish Rascal nothing to hinder me Boatsw In with her of all hands Mast Come Gentlemen come Captain ye must help all My life now for the Land 'T is high and rocky and full of perils Alb However let 's attempt it Mast Then cheer lustily my hearts Exit Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Sebast Yes 't is a Ship I see it now a tall Ship She has wrought lustily for her deliverance Heavens mercy what a wretched day has here been Nicu. To still and quiet minds that knew no misery It may seem wretched but with us 't is ordinary Heaven has no storm in store nor earth no terror That can seem new to us Sebast 'T is true Nicusa if fortune were determin'd To be wanton and would wipe out the stories
born quarrelling Mast Pray Sir Tib. I will not leave 'em skins to cover 'em Do ye grumble when ye are well ye rogues Mast Noble Du-pont Tib. Ye have cloaths now and ye prate Amin. Pray Gentlemen for my sake be at peace Let it become me to make all friends Fran. You have stopt our angers Lady Alb. This shews noble Tib. 'T is well 't is very well there 's half a Bisket Break 't amongst ye all and thank my bounty This is Cloaths and Plate too come no more quarrelling Amin. But ha what things are these Are they humane creatures Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Tib. I have heard of Sea-Calves Alb. They are no shadows sure they have Legs and Arms. Tib. They hang but lightly on though Amint. How they look are they mens faces Tib. They have horse-tails growing to ' em Goodly long manes 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 Wardrobes Look ye Franvile here are a couple of Courtiers Amint. They kneel alas poor souls Alb. What are ye speak are ye alive Or wandring sâ—adows that find no peace on earth Till ye reveal some hidden secret Sebast We are men as you are Only our miseries make us seem monsters If ever pitty dwelt in noble hearts Alb. We understand 'em too pray mark'em t Gentlemen Sebast Or that heaven is pleas'd with human echarity 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 blessed name bound to relieve us Convey us from this Island Alb. Speak 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 perpetual weepings These many years in this most wretched Island We two have liv'd the scorn and game of fortune Bless your selves from it Noble Gentlemen The greatest plagues that humane nature suffers Are seated here wildness and wants innumerable Alb. How came ye hither Nicus In a ship as you do and you might have been Had not Heaven preserv'd ye for some more noble use Wrackt 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 Autumn to make full the reapers hands The earth obdurate to the tears of heaven Le ts nothing shoot but poison'd weeds No Rivers nor no pleasant Groves no Beasts All that were made for man's use slie this desart No airy Fowl dares make his flight over it It is so ominous Serpents and ugly things the shames of nature Roots of malignant tasts foul standing waters Sometimes we find 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 aboard Alb. D' ye know no farther Nicu. Yes we have sometimes seen the shadow of a place inhabited And heard the noise of hunters And have attempted ro find it to far as a River Deep slow and dangerous fenced with high Rocks We have gone but not able to atchieve that hazard Return to our old miseries If this sad story may deserve your pities Alb. Ye shall aboard with us we will relieve your miseries Sebast Nor will we be unthankful for this benefit No Gentlemen we 'll pay for our deliverance Look ye that plough the Seas for wealth and pleasures That out-run day and night with your ambitions Look on those heaps they seem hard ragged quarries Remove 'em and view 'em fully Mast Oh heaven they are Gold and Jewels Sebast Be not too hasty here lies another heap Moril. 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 we 'll maintain 't ho fellow Sailors La-m. Stand all to your freedoms I 'll 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 'll do 't All that will share with us assist us Tib. Captain let 's set in Alb. This money will undo us undo us all Sebast This Gold was the overthrow of my happiness I had command too when I landed here And lead young high and noble spirits under me This cursed Gold enticing 'em they set upon their Captain On me that own'd this wealth and this poor Gentleman Gave us no few wounds forc'd us from our own And then their civil swords who should be owners And who Lords over all turn'd against their own lives First their rage consum'd the Ship That poor part of the Ship that scap'd the first wrack Next their lives by heaps Oh be you wise and careful La-m. We 'll ha'more sirrah come shew it Fran. Or ten times worse afflictions than thou speak'st of Alb. Nay and ye will be dogs Beats 'em out Tib. Let me come Captain This Golden age must have an Iron ending Have at the bunch He beats 'em off Exit Amint. Oh Albert Oh Gentlemen Oh Friends Exit Sebast Come noble Nephew if we stay here we dye Here rides their Ship yet all are gone to th' spoil Let 's make a quick use Nicus Away dear Uncle Sebast This Gold was our overthrow Exit Nicus It may now be our happiness Enter Tibalt and the rest Tib. You shall have Gold yes I 'll cram it int'ye You shall be your own carvers yes I 'll carve ye Morill. I am sore I pray hear reason Tib. I 'll hear none Covetous base minds have no reason I am hurt my self but whilst I have a leg left I will so haunt your gilded souls how d' ye Captain Ye bleed apace curse on the causers on 't Ye do not faint Alb. No no I am not so happy Tib. D' ye howl nay ye deserve it â—â—se greedy rogues come shall we make an end of 'em Alb. They are our Countrey-men for heavens sake spare ' em Alas they are hurt enough and they relent now Aminta above Aminta Oh Captain Captain Alb. Whose voice is that Tib. The Ladies Amint. Look Captain look ye are undone poor Captain We are all undone all all we are all miserable â—ad wilful men ye are undone your Ship your Ship Alb. What of her Amint. She 's under sail and floating See where she flies see to your shames you wretches These poor starv'd things that shew'd you Gold La-m. and Franvile goes up to see the Ship 1 Sail. They have cut the Cables And got her out the Tide too has befriended ' em Mast
not to be broken with the marriage Of young Mentivole and fair Clarissa So you consent great Lady your Biancha Shall call Caesario Husband Julia. 'T is a motion I gladly yield to Cesar One in which you make a sad man happy Offers to kneel Bian. Kneel not all forgiven Duke With the Duke your Uncle I will make attonement and will have no denial Enter Host Forobosco Clown and Officers Mar. Let this day be still held sacred Host Now if you can conjure let the Devil unbind you Foro. We are both undone Clow. Already we feel it Host Justice Sir Duke What are they Pros I can resolve you slaves freed from the Gallies By the Viceroy of Sicilia Duke What 's their offence Host The robbing me of all my Plate and Jewels I mean the attempting of it Clow. Please your Grace I will now discover this Varlet in earnest this honest pestilent rogue profest the Art of Conjuring but all the skill that ever he had in the black Art was in making a Seacole fire only with wearing strange shapes he begot admiration amongst Fools and Women Foro. Wilt thou peach thou varlet Duke Why does he goggle with his eyes and stalke so Clow. This is one of his Magical raptures Foro. I do vilifie your censure you demand if I am guilty whir says my cloak by a trick of Legerdemain now I am not guilty I am guarded with innocence pure Silver Laceâ— assure you Clow. Thus have I read to you your virtues which notwithstanding I would not have you proud of Foro. Out thou concealment of Tallow and counterfeit Mummia Duke To the Gallies with them both Clow. The only Sea-physick for a knave is to be basted in a Gally with the oil of a Bulls Peesel Foro. And will not you make a sour face at the same sauce sirrah I hope to find thee so lean in one fortnight thou mayst be drawn by the ears through the hoop of a a firkin Duke Divide them and away with them to th' Gallies Clow. This will take down your pride Jugler Duke This day that hath given birth to blessings beyond hope admits no criminal sentence to the Temple and there with humbleness praise heavens bounties For blessings ne'er descend from thence but when A sacrifice in thanks ascends from men Exeunt omnes CUPIDS REVENGE The Persons represented in the Play Cupid Leontius the old Duke of Lycia Leucippus Son to the Duke Ismenus Nephew to the Duke Telamon a Lycian Lord. Courtiers Dorialus Agenor Nisus Timantus a villainous Sycophant The Priest of Cupid Four young Men and Maids Nilo sent in Commission to pull down Cupid's Image Zoilus Leucipp us's Dwarf Four Citizens Women Hidaspes Daughter to the Duke Cleophila and Hero her Attendants Bacha a Strumpet Urania her Daughter Bacha's Maid Urania's Maid Servants and Attendants Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Dorialus Agenor Nisus Agenor TRust me my Lord Dorialus I had mist of this if you had not call'd me I thought the Princesses birth-day had been to morrow Nisus Why did your Lordship sleep out the day Dor. I marvel what the Duke meant to make such an idle vow Nis Idle why Dor. Is' t not idle to swear to grant his Daughter any thing she shall ask on her birth-day she may ask an impossible thing and I pray heaven she do not ask an unfit thing at one time or other 't is dangerous trusting a mans vow upon the discretion on 's Daughter Age. I wonder most at the Marquiss her Brother who is always vehemently forward to have her desires granted Dor. He 's acquainted with 'em before Age. She 's doubtless very chaste and virtuous Dor. So is Leucippus her brother Nis She 's twenty year old I wonder She aske not a Husband Dor. That were a folly in her having refus'd all the Great Princes in one part of the world She 'll die a Maid Age. She may ask but one may she Nis A hundred times this day if she will And indeed every day is such a day for though The Duke has vow'd it only on this day He keeps it every day he can deny Her nothing Cornets Enter Hidaspes Leucippus Leontius Timantas Tellamon Leon. Come fair Hidaspes thou art Duchess to day Art thou prepar'd to aske thou knowest My oath will force performance And Leucippus if she now ask ought that shall Or would have performance After my death when by the help of heaven This Land is thine accursed be thy race May every one forget thou art my Son And so their own obedience Leucip. Mighty Sir I do not wish to know that fatal hour That is to make me King but if I do I shall most hastily and like a Son Perform your grant to all chiefly to her Remember that you aske what we Agreed upon Leon. Are you prepar'd then speak Hida. Most Royal Sir I am prepar'd Nor shall my Will exceed a Virgins bounds What I request shall both at once bring Me a full content Leon. So it ever does Thou only comfort of my feeble age Make known thy good desire For I dare swear thou lov'st me Hidas. This is it I beg And on my knees The people of your Land The Lycians are through all the Nations That know their name noted to have in use A vain and fruitless superstition So much more hateful that it bears the shew Of true Religion and is nothing else But a false-pleasing bold lasciviousness Leon. What is it Hidas Many ages before this When every man got to himself a Trade And was laborious in that chosen course Hating an idle life far worse than death Some one that gave himself to Wine and Sloth Which breed lascivious thoughts And found himself conjoyn'd For that by every painful man To take his stain away fram'd to himself A god whom he pretended to obey In being thus dishonest for a name He call'd him Cupid This created god Mans nature being ever credulous Of any vice that takes part with his blood Had ready followers enow and since In every age they grew especially Amongst your Subjects who do yet remain Adorers of that drowsie Deitie Which drink invented and the winged Boy For so they call him has his sacrifices These loose naked statues through the Land And in every Village nay the palace Is not free from ' em This is my request That these erect obscene Images May be pluckt down and burnt and every man That offers to 'em any sacrifice may lose his life Leon. But be advis'd my fairest daughter if he be A god he will express it upon thee my child Which heaven avert Leucip. There is no such power But the opinion of him fills the Land With lustful sins every young man and maid That feel the least desire to one another Dare not suppress it for they think it is Blind Cupid's motion and he is a god Leon. This makes our youth unchaste I am resolv'd Nephew Ismenus break the Statues down Here in the Palace
know you will not lose her Hippolita I see one eye of yours conceives a tear The which it will deliver Florish Emil. Is this winning Oh all you heavenly powers where is your mercy But that your wills have said it must be so And charge me live to comfort this unfriended This miserable Prince that cuts away A life more worthy from him than all women I should and would die too Hip. Infinite pity That four such eyes should be so fix'd on one That two must needs be blind for 't Thes So it is Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Palamon and his Knights pinion'd Jailor Executioner c. Gard. There 's many a man alive that hath out-liv'd The love o' th' people yea i' th' self-same state Stands many a Father with his child some comfort We have by so considering we expire And not without mens pity To live still Have their good wishes we prevent The lothsome misery of age beguile The Gout and Rheum that in lag hours attend For grey approachers we come towards the gods Young and unwapper'd not halting under Crimes Many and stale that sure shall please the gods Sooner than such to give us Nectar with 'em For we are more clear Spirits My dear kinsmen Whose lives for this poor comfort are laid down You have sold 'em too too cheap 1 K. What ending could be Of more content o'er us the victors have Fortune whose Title is as momentary As to us death is certain a grain of honor They not o'er-weigh us 2 K. Let us bid farewel And with our patience anger tott'ring Fortune Who at her certain'st reels 3 K. Come who begins Pal. Ev'n he that led you to this Banquet shall Taste to you all ah ha my Friend my Friend Your gentle daughter gave me freedom once You 'll see 't done now for ever pray how does she I heard she was not well her kind of ill Gave me some sorrow Jail Sir she 's well restor'd And to be married shortly Pal. By my short life I am most glad on 't 't is the latest thing I shall be glad of prethee tell her so Commend me to her and to piece her portion Tender her this 1 K Nay let 's be offerers all 2 K. Is it a maid Pal. Verily I think so A right good creature more to me deserving Than I can quight or speak of All K. Commend us to her They give their purses Jail The gods requite you all And make her thankful Pal. Adieu and let my life be now as short As my leave taking Lies on the Block 1 K. Lead courageous Cosin 1. 2. K. We 'll follow cheerfully A great noise within crying run save bold Enter in haste a Messenger Mess Hold hold oh hold hold hold Enter Pirithous in haste Pir. Hold hoa It is a cursed haste you made If you have done so quickly noble Palamon The gods will shew their glory in a life That thou art yet to lead Pal. Can that be When Venus I have said is false How do things fare Pir. Arise great Sir and give the tidings ear That are most early sweet and bitter Pal. What Hath wak't us from our dream Pir. List then your Cosin Mounted upon a Steed that Emily Did first bestow on him a black one owing Not a hayr worth of white which some will say Weakens his price and many will not buy His goodness with this note Which superstition Hear finds allowance On this horse is Arcite Trotting the stones of Athens which the Calkins Did rather tell than trample For the horse Would make his length a mile if 't pleas'd his Rider To put pride in him as he thus went counting The flinty pavement dancing as t' were to'th' Musick His own hoofs made For as they say from iron Came Musicks origen what envious Flint Cold as old Saturne and like him possest With fire malevolent darted a Spark Or what feirce sulphur else to this end made I comment not The hot horse hot as fire Took Toy at this and fell to what disorder His power could give his will bounds comes on end Forgets-school dooing being therein train'd And of kind mannage pig-like he whines At the sharp Rowell which he frets at rather Than any jot obeyes Seeks all foul means Of boystrous and rough Iad'rie to dis-seat His Lord that kept it bravely When nought serv'd When neither Curb would crack girth break nor diff'ring plunges Dis-root his Rider whence he grew but that He kept him 'tween his legs on his hind hoofs That Arcites legs being higher than his head on end he stands Seem'd with strange art to hang His victors wreath Even then fell off his head And presently Backward the jade comes o'er and his full poyze Becomes the Riders load Yet is he living But such a vessell 't is that floats but for The surge that next approaches He much desires To have some speech with you Loe he appears Enter Theseus Hippolita Emilia Arcite in a chair Pal. O miserable end of our alliance The gods are mightie Arcite if thy heart Thy worthie manly heart be yet unbroken Give me thy last words I 'm Palamon One that yet loves thee dying Arc. Take Emilia And with her all the worlds joy Reach thy hand Farewell I have told my last hour I was false Yet never treacherous Forgive me Cosen One kiss from fair Emilia 'T is done Take her I die Pal. Thy brave soul seek Elizium Emil. I 'll close thine eyes Prince Blessed souls be with thee Thou art a right good man and whâ—le I live This day I give to tears Pal. And I to honor Thâ—se In this place first you sought Even very here I sundred you acknowledg to the gods Our thanks that you are living His part is play'd and though it were too short He did it well your day is length'ned and The blissfull dew of heaven do's arowze you The powerfull Venus well hath grac'd her Altar And given you your love Our Master Mars Hast vouch'd his Oracle and to Arcite gave The grace of the Contention So the Deities Have shew'd due justice Bear this hence Pal. O Cosen That we should things desire which doe cost us The loss of our desire That nought could bay Dear love but loss of dear love Thes Never Fortune Did play a subtler Game The conquer'd triumphs The victor has the Loss yet in the passage The gods have been most equall Palamon Your kinsman hath confest the right o' th' Lady Did lye in you for you first saw her and Even then proclaim'd your fancie He restor'd her As your stolen Jewell and desir'd your spirit To send him hence forgiven The gods my justice Take from my hand and they themselves become The Executioners Lead your Lady off And call your Lovers from the stage of death Whom I adopt my Friends A day or two Let us look sadly and give grace unto The Funerall of Arcite in whose end The visages of Bridegroomes we 'll put on And smile
now 'Fore Heaven I am angrie with thee Sirha sirha This whitmeat spirit 's not yours legitimate Advance your hope and 't please you ghess again Ang. And let your thoughts flee higher aim them right Sir you may hit you have the fairest white Ferd. If I may be so bold then my good Lord Your favour doth encourage me to aspire To catch my Ladyes Gentlewoman Ben. Where Where would you catch her Do you know my daughter Violanta Sir Ang. Well said no more about the bush Ferd. My good Lord I have gaz'd on Violanta and the stars Whose Heavenly influence I admir'd not knew Nor ever was so sinful to believe I might attain 't Ben. Now you are an aâ—â— again For if thou ne'er attain'st 't is onely long Of that faint heart of thine which never did it She is your Lords heir mine Benvoglio 's heir My brothers too Randulpho s her descent Not behinde any of the Millanois And Ferdinand although thy parentage Be unknown thou know'st that I have bred thee up From five yeers old and do not blush to hear it Have found thy wisdom trust and fair success So full in all my affaris that I am fitter To call thee Master then thou me thy Lord. Thou canst not be but sprung of gentlest blood Thy minde shines thorow thee like the radiant sun Although thy body be a beauteous cloud Come seriously this is no flatterie And well thou know'st it though thy modest blood Rise like the morning in thy cheek to hear 't Sir I can speak in earnest Vertuous service So meritorious Ferdinand as yours Yet bashful still and silent should extract A fuller price then impudence exact And this is now the wages it must have My daughter is thy wife my wealth thy slave Ferd. Good Madam pinch I sleep does my Lord mock And you assist Custom 's inverted quite For old men now adays do flout the young Ben. Fetch Violanta As I intend this Religiously let my soul finde joy or pain Exit Angelina Ferd. My honor'd Lord and Master if I hold That worth could merit such felicitie You bred it in me and first purchas'd it It is your own and what productions In all my faculties my soul begets Your very mark is on you need not add Rewards to him that is in bebt to you You sav'd my life Sir in the Massacre There you begot me new since foster'd me O! can I serve to much or pray for you Alas 't is slender paiment to your bountie Your daughter is a paradice and I Unworthie to be set there you may chuse The royalst seeds of Milain Ben. Prethee peace Thy goodness makes me weep I am resolv'd â—â—m no Lord o' th' time to tie my blood To sordid muck I have enough my name My estate and honors I will store in thee Whose wisdom will rule well keep and increase A knave or fool that could confer the like Would bate each hour diminish every day Thou art her price-lot than drawn out by fate An honest wise man is a Princes mate Ferd. Sir Heaven and you have over-charg'd my brest With grace beyond my continence I shall burst The blessing you have given me witness Saints I would not change for Millain But my Lord Is she prepar'd Ben. What needs Preparative Where such a Cordial is prescrib'd as thou Thy person and thy virtues in one scale Shall poize hers with her beautie and her wealth If not I add my will unto thy weight Thy mother 's with her now Son take my keys And let this prepartion for this Marriage This welcome Marriage long determin'd here Be quick and gorgeous Gerrard Enter Gerrard Ger. My good Lord My Lord your brother craves your conference Instantly on affairs of high import Ben. Why what news Ger. The Tyrant my good Lord Is sick to death of his old Apoplexie Whereon the States advise that Letters-missive Be straight dispatcht to all the neighbour-Countreys And Schedules too divulg'd on every post To enquire the lost Duke forth their purpose is To re-instate him Ben. 'T is a pious deed Ferdinand to my daughter this delay Though to so good a purpose angers me But I 'll recover it Be secret son Go woo with truth and expedition Exit Ferd. O my unsounded joy how fares my Gerrard My noble twin-friend fie thy loook is heavie Sullen and sowre blanch it didst thou know My cause of joy thou ' Idst never sorrow more I know thou lov'st me so How dost thou Ger. Well Too well my fraught of health my sickness is In life I am dead by living dying still Ferd. What sublunary mischief can predominate A wise man thus or doth thy friendship play In this antipathous extreme with mine Lest gladness suffocate me I I I do feel My spirit 's turn'd to fire my blood to air And I am like a purifi'd essence Tri'd from all drossie parts Ger. Were 't but my life The loss were sacrifie'd but virtue Must for me be slain and innocence made dust Ferd. Fare well good Gerrard Ger. Dearest friend stay Ferd. Sad thoughts are no companions for me now Much less sad words thy bosom bindes some secret Which do not trust me with for mine retains Another which I must conceal from thee Ger. I would reveal it 't is a heavie tale Canst thou be true and secret still Ferd Why friend If you continue true unto your self I have no means of falshood Lock this door Come yet your prisoner 's sure Ger. Stay Ferdinand Ferd. What is this trouble Love Why thou art capable of any woman Doth want oppress thee I will lighten thee Hast thou offended law My Lord and thine And I will save thy life Does servitude Upbraid thy freedom that she suffers it Have patience but three days and I will make thee Thy Lords companion Can a friend do more Ger. Lend me the means How can this be Ferd. First let this Cabinet keep your pawn and I will trust Yet for the form of satisfaction Take this my Oath to boot By my presum'd Gentrie and sacred known Christianitie I 'll die ere I reveal thy trust Ger. Then hear it Your Lords fair daughter Violanta is My betrothed wife goes great with childe by me And by this deed both made a pray to Law How may I save her life advise me friend Ferd. What did he say Gerrard whose voice was that O death unto my heart bane to my soul My wealth is vanish'd like the rich mans store In one poor minute all my daintie fare But jugling dishes my fat hope despair Ger. Is this so odious where 's your mirth Ferd. Why thou Hast robb'd me of it Gerrard draw thy sword And if thou lov'st my Mistris chastitie Defend it else I 'll cut it from thy heart Thy theevish heart that stole it and restore 't Do miracles to gain her Ger. Was she thine Ferd Never but in my wish and her fathers vow Which now he left with me on such sure terms He call'd