's life Tut. But for the crown of all Has he refus'd To pledge your Mistris health though he were sick Enter Neanthes and Page And crav'd your pardon you must challenge him There 's no avoyding one or both must drop On. Exquisite Tutor Nean. Crates I have sought you long what make you here Fooling with these three farthings while the Towne Is all in unproare and the Prince our Master Ceas'd by Leonidas and Agenor carried And Prisoner kept i' the Castle flanckes The west part of the City where they vow To hold him till your Brother Lord Euphanes Be rendr'd to 'em with his life to satisfie The Rape by him suspected to Merione The Queene refuses to deliver him Pawning her knowledge for his innocency And dares 'em do their worst on Prince Theanor The whole State 's in combustion Cra. Fatall Ring Unc. What will become of us Nea. And she hath given Commission to Euphanes And Conon who have leavied men already With violence to surprize the Towre and take 'em What will you doe Cra. Along wi' ye and prevent A further mischiefe Gentlemen our intents We must defer you are the Princes followers Nea. Will ye walk with us Unc. You shall pardon us Tut. We are his followers afarre off you know And are contented to continue so Exit Crates and Neant Onos Sir Boy Page Sir Foole a Challenge to my Lord How dar'st thou or thy ambs-ace here think of him Ye Crow-pick'd heads which your thin shoulders beare As doe the poles on Corinth Bridge the Traitors Why you three Nine-pins you talke of my Lord And Challenges you shall not need come draw His Page is able to swindge three such whelpes Unckle why stand ye off long-man advance Onos S'light what have we done Tutor Tut. He is a Boy And we may run away with honour Page That ye shall not And being a Boy I am fitter to encounter A Childe in Law as you are under twenty Thou Sot thou three-score Sot and that 's a Childe Againe I grant you Unc. Nephew here 's an age Boyes are turn'd men and men are Children Page Away you Pezants with your bought Gentry Are not you he when your fellow Passengers Your last transportment being assayl'd by a Galley Hid your selfe i' the Cabbin and the Fight done Peep'd above Hatches and cry'd Have we taken Or are we tane Come I doe want a slipper But this shall serve Sweare all as I would have you Or I will call some dozen brother Pages They are not farre off I am sure and we will blancket You untill you pisse againe All Nay we will sweare Sir Page 'T is your best course First you shall sweare never to name my Lord Or heare him nam'd hereafter but bare-headed Next to begin his health in every place And never to refuse to pledge it though You surfeit to the death Lastly to hold The poorest litlest Page in reverence To think him valianter and a better Gentleman Then you three stamp'd together and to give him Wine and Tobacco wheresoe're you meet And the best meat if he can stay All We sweare it loyally Page Then I dismisse you True Leigmen to the Pantaffle I had more Articles but I have businesse And cannot stay now so adieu deare Monsieur Tres nobles tres puissant Unc. Adieu Monsieur On. A vostre service commaundement Tut. I told you Pupill you 'ld repent this foolery On. Who I repent you are mistaken Tutor I ne're repented any thing yet in my life And scorne to begin now Come let 's be melancholly Exeunt Saena Secunda Enter Queene Euphanes Conon Lords Lord 'T were better treat with 'em Quee. I will no Treaties With a League-breaker and a Rebell shall I Article with a Traitor be compell'd To yeeld an innocent unto their fury Whom I have prov'd so to you Euph. Gracious Queene Though your owne god-like disposition Would succour vertue and protect the right Yet for the publike good for the deare safety Of your most Royall onely Son consent To give me up the sacrifice to their malice My life is aym'd at and 't were better farre The blood of twenty thousand such as I Purpled our Seas then that your Princely Son Should be endanger'd Quee. Still well said honest Foole Were their demand but one haire from thy head By all the gods I l'd scorne 'em were they here The Majesty that dwels upon this brow Should strike 'em on their knees As for my Son Let 'em no more dare then they 'l answer I An equall Mother to my Country am And every vertuous Son of it is son Unto my bosome tender as mine owne Con. Oh you are heavenly Madam and the gods Can suffer nothing passe to injure you The life that Conon promis'd he stands now Ready to pay with joy Quee. Farewell both Successe attend you you have Souldiers been Tam Marte quam Mercurio if you bring not peace Bring me their heads Con. I will put faire for one Exit Quee. Lords Euph. Double the Guard upon her Highnesse Person Conon you must performe a friendly part Which I shall counsell you Con. I am your Servant Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Theanor Agenor Leonidas above Leo. Make good that Fortification and the Watch Keepe still upon the Battlements Royall Sir Weigh but our injuries we have told you fully The manner and the matter hales us thus Nor shall this upstart Mushrum bred i' ch night Sit brooding underneath your Mothers wings His damn'd impieties Ag. For your selfe brave Prince Feare nothing that this face of Armes presents We aske the Ravisher and have no meanes To win him from your most indulgent Mother But by this practice The. Stout Leonidas Princely Agenor your wrongs cry so loud That who so would condemne you is not heard I blame you not who but Euphanes durst Make Stories like to this My wrong's as strong Aske my revengefull arme to strengthen yours As for my feare know you and Greece throughout Enter Euphanes and Conon Our Mother was a Spartan Princesse borne That never taught me to spell such a word Con. Sir you doe tempt your life Euph. Conon no more Doe thus as thou wouldst save it Sound Trumpet within Ag. What Trumpet 's this Leo. Beneath I doe perceive Two armed men single that give us summons As they would treat Ag. Let us descend Con. My Lord I would you would excuse me and proceed According to the Queenes directions Euph. Friend As thou wouldst weare that title after death Enter below Theanor Agenor Leonidas and Souldiers Performe my charge no Souldier on his life Approach us nearer Con. Safety to both the Princes loyalty To you Lord Generall the Queene your Mistris As well as ours though not to feare to cut Civill dissention from her Land and save Much guiltlesse blood that uprore ever thirsts And for the safe-guard of her Son by me As you demand hath sent the Lord Euphanes To plead his owne cause or to suffer death As
Yield it quickly Or I 'le cut off your hand and now disgrace you Thus kicke and baffle you as you like this You may again prefer complaints against me To my Uncle and my Mother and then think To make it good with a poniard Alon. I am paid For being of the fashion Dua. Get a sword Then if you dare redeeme your reputation You know I am easily found I le adde this to it To put you in mind Rut. You are too insolent And do insult too much on the advantage Of that which your unequall weapon gave you More then your valour Dua. This to me you peasant Thou art not worthy of my foote poore fellow T is scorne not pitty makes me give thee life Kneele down and thank me for 't how do you stare Rut. I have a sword Sir you shall find a good one This is no stabbing guard Dua. Wert thou thrice arm'd Thus yet I durst attempt thee Rut. Then have at you I scorne to take blows Dua. O I am slaine Page Help murther murther Alon. Shift for your selfe you are dead else You have kill'd the Governours Nephew Page Raise the streetes there Alon. If once you are beset you cannot scape Will you betray your selfe Rut. Undone for ever Exit Rut. Alonzo Enter Officers Off. Who makes this out-cry Page O my Lord is murdered This way he tooke make after him Help help there Exit Page 2. Off. 'T is Don Duart 1. Off. Pride has got a fall He was still in quarrels scorn'd us Peace-makers And all our bill-authority now ha's paid for 't You ha' met with your match Sir now bring off his body And beare it to the Governour Some pursue The murderer yet if he scape it skills not Were I a Prince I would reward him for 't He ha's ridde the City of a turbulent beast There 's few will pitty him but for his Mother I truly grieve indeed shee 's a good Lady Exeunt Enter Guiomar and Servants Guio. Hee 's not i' th house Ser. No madam Guio. Haste and seek him Goe all and every where I 'le not to bed Till you returne him take away the lights too The Moone lends me too much to finde my feares And those devotions I am to pay Are written in my heart not in this booke Kneele And I shall reade them there without a taper Exit Serv. Enter Rutillio Rut. I am pursued all the Ports are stopt too Not any hope to escape behind before me On either side I am beset cursed fortune My enemie on the Sea and on the Land too Redeem'd from one affliction to another Would I had made the greedy waves my tombe And dyed obscure and innocent not as Neroe Smear'd ore with blood Whither have my fears brought me I am got into a house the doors all open This by the largenesse of the roome the hangings And other rich adornments glistring through The sable masque of night sayes it belongs To one of meanes and ranke no servant stirring Murmur nor whisper Guio. Who 's that Rut. By the voice This is a woman Guio. Stephano Jaspe Julia Who waites there Rut. 'T is the Lady of the house I 'le flie to her protection Guio. Speak what are you Rut. Of all that ever breath'd a man most wretched Guio. I am sure you are a man of most ill manners You could not with so little reverence else Presse to my private chamber Whither would you Or what do you seeke for Rut. Gracious woman heare me I am a stranger and in that I answer All your demands a most unfortunate stranger That cald unto it by my enemies pride Have left him dead it 'h streets Justice pursues me And for that life I tooke unwillingly And in a faire defence I must lose mine Unlesse you in your charity protect me Your house is now my sanctuary and the Altar I gladly would take hold of your sweet mercy By all that 's deare unto you by your vertues And by your innocence that needs no forgivenesse Take pitty on me Guio. Are you a Castillian Rut. No Madam Italy claims my birth Guio. I ask not With purpose to betray you if you were Ten thousand times a Spaniard the nation We Portugals most hate I yet would save you If it lay in my power lift up these hangings Behind my Beds head there 's a hollow place Into which enter so but from this stir not If the Officers come as you expect they will doe I know they owe such reverence to my lodgings That they will easily give credit to me And search no further Rut. The blest Saints pay for me The infinite debt I owe you Guio. How he quakes Thus far I feele his heart beate be of comfort Once more I give my promise for your safety All men are subject to such accidents Especially the valiant and who knows not But that the charity I afford this stranger My only Son else-where may stand in neede of Enter Officers and servants with the body of Duart Page 1 Ser. Now Madam if your wisedome ever could Raise up defences against floods of sorrow That hast to overwhelme you make true use of Your great discretion 2 Ser. Your only sonne My Lord Duart 's slaine 1 Off. His murtherer pursued by us Was by a boy discovered Entring your house and that induced us To presse into it for his apprhension Guio. Oh 1 Ser. Sure her heart is broke Off. Madam Guio. Stand off My sorrow is so deare and pretious to me That you must not partake it suffer it Hold a purse ready Like wounds that do breed inward to dispatch me O my Duart such an end as this Thy pride long since did prophesie thou art dead And to encrease my misery thy sad mother Must make a wilfull shipwrack of her vow Or thou fall unreveng'd My soule 's divided And piety to a son and true performance Of hospitable duties to my guest That are to others Angels are my furies Vengeance knocks at my heart but my word given Denies the entrance is no medium left But that I must protect the murderer Or suffer in that faith he made his Altar Motherly love give place the fault made this way To keep a vow to which high heaven is witnesse Heaven may be pleas'd to pardon Enter Manuel Doctors Surgeons Man 'T is too late Hee 's gone past all recovery now reproofe Were but unseasonable when I should give comfort And yet remember Sister Guio. O forbeare Search for the murtherer and remove the body And as you thinke fit give it buriall Wretch that I am uncapable of all comfort And therefore I intreate my friends and kinsfolk And you my Lord for some spare to forbeare Your courteous visitations Man We obey you Exeunt omnes with the body Manet Guiomar Rut. My spirits come back and now despaire resignes Her place againe to hope Guio. What ere thou art To whom I have given meanes of life to witnesse With what religion I have kept my promise
Health all joy and honour Waite on my lovely wife What Jaques Iaques Enter Jaques Ja. Sir did you call Gent. I did so hie the Iaques Downe to the Bancke and there to some good Merchant Conceive me well good Iaques and be private Offer 300. acres of my land Say it is choise and fertile aske upon it Five thousand Crowns this is the businesse I must employ thee in be wise and speedy Ja. Sir do not do this Gent. Knave I must have money Ia. If you have money thus your knave must tell ye You will not have a foote of land left be more warie And more friend to your selfe this honest land Your Worship has discarded has been true And done you loyall service Gent. Gentle Iaques You have a merry wit employ it well About the businesse you have now in hand When ye come backe enquire me in the presence If not in the Tennis-Court or at my house Exit Ia. If this vaine hold I know where to enquire ye Five thousand crowns this with good husbandry May hold a month out then 5000. more And more land a bleeding for 't as many more And more land laid aside God and St. Dennis Keep honest minded young men Bachellers 'T is strange My Mr. should be yet so young A puppy that he cannot see his fall And got so neare the sun I 'le to his Cozen And once more tell him on 't if he faile Then to my mortgage next unto my sale Exit Enter Longovile Bewford and the Servant Serv. Gentlemen hold on discourse a while I shall return with knowledge how and where We shall have best accesse unto my Mistris To Tender your devotions Exit Long. Be it so Now to our first discourse Bew. I prethee peace Thou canst not be so bad or make me know Such things are living doe not give thy selfe So common and so idle so open vile So great a wronger of thy worth so low I cannot nor I must not credite thee Lon. Now by this light I am a Whore-master An open and an excellent Whore-master And take a speciall glory that I am so I thank my stars I am a Whore-master And such a one as dare be known and seen And pointed at to be a noble wencher Bew. Do not let all eares heare this harke ye Sir I am my selfe a Whore-master I am Believe it Sir In private be it spoken I love a VVhore directly most men are Wenchers And have profest the science few men That looks upon ye now but Whore-masters Or have a full desire to be so Lon. This is noble Bew. It is without all question being private And held as needfull as intelligence But being once discover'd blown abroad And known to common senses 't is no more Then geometrical rules in Carpenters That only know some measure of an art But are not grounded be no more deceived I have a conscience to reclaim you Sir Mistake me not I do not bid you leave your whore Or lesse to love her forbid it I should be such a villain to my friend Or so unnaturall 't was never harbor'd here Learn to be secret first then strike your Deere Long. Your faire instructions Monsieur I shall learn Bew. And you shall have them I desire your care Long. They are your servants Bew. You must not love Long. How Sir Bew. I meane a Lady there 's danger Shee hath an Usher and a Waiting-Gentlewoman A page a Coach-man these are feed and fee'd And yet for all that will be prating Long. So Bew. You understand me Sir they will discover 't And there is a losse of credite table talke Will be the end of this or worse then that Will this be worthy of a Gentleman Long. Proceed good Sir Bew. Next leave your City Dame The best of that tribe are most meerly coy Or most extreamely foolish both which vices Are no great stirrers up unlesse in husbands That owe this Cattle fearing her that 's coy To be but seeming her that 's foole too forward Long. This is the rarest fellow and the soundest I meane in knowledge that ere wore a Codpiece H 'as found out that will passe all Italy All France and England to their shames I speake And to the griefes of all their Gentlemen The noble theory of luxury Bew. Your patience And I will lay before your eyes a course That I my selfe found out 't is excellent Easy and full of freedome Long. O good Sir You rack me till I know it Bew. This it is When your desire is up your blood well heated And apt for sweet encounter chuse the night And with the night your wench the streets have store There seize upon her get her to your chamber Give her a cardecew 't is royall payment When ye are dull dismisse her no man knows Nor she her selfe who hath encountred her Lon. O but their faces Bew. Nere talke of faces The night allows her equall with a Dutches Imagination doth all think her faire And great clapt in velvet she is so Sir I have tryed those and do find it certaine It never failes me 't is but twelve nights since My last experience Lon. O my meiching varlet I 'le fit ye as I live 'T is excellent I 'le be your Scholler Sir Enter Lady and Servant Wife You are fairly welcome both troth Gentlemen You have been strangers I could chide you for 't And taske ye with unkindness what 's the news The towne was never empty of some novelty Servant what 's your intelligence Ser. Faith nothing I have not heard of any worth relating Bew. Nor I sweet Lady Lon. Then give me attention Monsieur Shattillion 's mad Wife Mad Lon. Mad as May-butter And which is more mad for a wench Lady 'T is strange and full of pitty Lon. All that comes neare him He thinks are come of purpose to betray him Being full of strange conceite the wench he loved Stood very near the Crowne Lady Alas good Monsieur A' was a proper man and faire demean'd A person worthy of a better temper Lon. He is strong opinion'd that the wench he loved Remaines close prisoner by the Kings command Fearing her title when the poore grieved Gentlewoman Follows him much lamenting and much loving In hope to make him well he knows her not Nor any else that comes to visite him Lady Let 's walk in Gentlemen and there discourse His further miseries you shall stay dinner In truth you must obey Om. We are your servants Exeunt Enter Couzen Cous. Ther 's no good to be done no cure to be wrought Upon my desperate kinsman I 'le to horse And leave him to the fooles whip misery I shall recover twenty miles this night My horse stands ready I 'le away with speed Enter Shattillion Shat. Sir may I crave your name Cous. Yes Sir you may My name is Cleremon Shat. 'T is wel your faction What party knit you with Cous. I know no parties Nor no factions Sir Shat. Then weare this
it No more disswading 't is my will Ach. I grieve for 't Ptol. I will dazell Caesar with excesse of glory Pho. I feare you 'le curse your will we must obey ye Ex. Scena Quarta Enter Caesar Antony Dollabella Sceva above Caesar I wonder at the glory of this Kingdome And the most bounteous preparation Still as I passe they Court me with Sce. I 'le tell ye In Gaul and Germany we saw such visions And stood not to admire 'em but possesse em VVhen they are ours they are worth our admiration Enter Cleopatra Ant. The young Queen comes give roome Caesar VVelcome my dearest Come blesse my side Sce. I mary here 's a wonder As she appears now I am no true Souldier If I be not readiest to recant Cleo. Be merry Sir My brother wil be proud to do you honour That now appeares himselfe Enter Ptolomy Achoreus Achillas Photinus Appollodorus Ptol. Haile to great Caesar My Royall Guest first I will feast thine eyes VVith wealthy Aegypts store and then thy palat And waite my selfe upon thee Treasure brought in Coesar VVhat rich Service What mines of treasure richer still Cleo. My Caesar What do you admire pray ye turn and let me talk to ye Have ye forgot me Sir how a new object Am I grown old o' th sodaine Caesar Caesar Tell me From whence comes all this wealth Cleo. Is your eye that way And all my Beauties banisht Ptol. I 'le tell thee Caesar We owe for all this wealth to the olde Nylus We need no dropping raine to cheer the husband-man Nor Merchant that ploughs up the Sea to seeke us Within the wealthy wombe of reverent Nylus All this is nourished who to do thee honour Comes to discover his seven Deities His conceal'd heads unto thee see with pleasure Caesar The matchlesse wealth of this Land Cleo. Come ye shall heare Caesar Away let me imagine Cleo. How frown on me The eyes of Caesar wrapt in stormes Caesar I am sorry But let me thinke Musicke Song Enter Isis and three Labourers ISis the Goddesse of this Land Bids thee great Caesar understand And marke our Customes and first know With greedy eyes these watch the flow Of plenteous Nylus when he comes With Songs with Daunces Timbrels Drums They entertaine him cut his way And give his proud Heads leave to play Nylus himselfe shall rise and show His matchlesse wealth in Over-flow Labourers Song COme let us help the reverend Nyle Hee 's very olde alas the while Let us dig him easie wayes And prepare a thousand Playes To delight his streames let 's sing Aloud welcome to our Spring This way let his curling Heads Fall into our new made Beds This way let his wanton spawnes Friske and glide it o're the Lawnes This way profit comes and gaine How he tumbles here amaine How his waters hast to fall Into our Channells Labour all And let him in Let Nylus flow And perpetuall plenty show With Incense let us blesse the brim And as the wanton fishes swim Let us Gums and Garlands fling And loud our Timbrels ring Come olde Father come away Our labour is our holy-day Isis HEre comes the aged River now With Garlands of great Pearl his Brow Begirt and rounded In his Flow All things take life and all things grow A thousand wealthy Treasures still To doe him service at his will Follow his rising Flood and powre Perpetuall blessings in our store Heare him and next there will advance His sacred Heads to tread a Dance In honour of my Royall Guest Marks them too and you have a Feast Cleo. A little drosse betray me Caesar I am asham'd I warr'd at home my friends When such wealth may be got abroad what honour Nay everlasting glory had Rome purchas'd Had she a just cause but to visit Aegypt Nylus SONG and Dance MAke roome for my rich waters fall and blesse my Flood Nylus comes flowing to you all encrease and good Now the Plants and Flowers shall spring And the merry Plough-man sing In my hidden waves I bring Bread and wine and every thing Let the Damsells sing me in Sing aloud that I may rise Your holy Feasts and houres begin And each hand bring a Sacrifice Now my wanton Pearls I show That to Ladies faire neckes grow Now my gold And treasures that can ne're be told Shall blesse this Land by my rich Flow And after this to crowne your Eyes My hidden holy head arise Caesar The wonder of this wealth so troubles me I am not well good-night Sce. I am glad ye have it Now we shall stir againe Ptol. Thou wealth still haunt him Sce. A greedy spirit set thee on we are happy Ptol. Lights lights for Caesar and attendance Cleo. Well I shall yet finde a time to tell thee Caesar Thou hast wrong'd her Love the rest here Ptol. Lights along still Musicke and Sacrifice to sleep for Caesar Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Ptolemy Photinus Achillas Achoreus Ach. I Told ye carefully what this would prove to What this inestimable wealth and glory Would draw upon ye I advis'd your Majesty Never to tempt a Conquering Guest nor add A bayte to catch a mind bent by his Trade To make the whole world his Pho. I was not heard Sir Or what I said lost and contemn'd I dare say And freshly now 't was a poore weaknesse in ye A glorious Childishness I watch'd his eye And saw how Faulcon-like it towr'd and flew Upon the wealthy Quarry how round it mack'd it I observ'd his words and to what it tended How greedily he ask'd from whence it came And what Commerce we held for such abundance The shew of Nylus how he laboured at To finde the secret wayes the Song delivered Ach. He never smil'd I noted at the pleasures But fixt his constant eyes upon the treasure I doe not thinke his eares had so much leizure After the wealth appear'd to heare the Musique Most sure he has not slept since his minds troubld With objects they would make their own still labour Pho. Your sister he ne're gaz'd on that 's a main note The prime beauty of the world had no power over him Ach. Where was his mind the whilst Pho. Where was your carefulnesse To shew an armed thiefe the way to rob ye Nay would you give him this 't will excite him To seeke the rest Ambition feeles no gift Nor knows no bounds indeed ye have done most weakly Ptol. Can I be too kind to my noble friend Pho. To be unkind unto your noble selfe but savours Of indiscretion and your friend has found it Had ye been train'd up in the wants and miseries A souldier marches through and known his temperance In offerd courtesies you wovld have made A wiser Master of your owne and stronger Ptol. Why should I give him all he would return it 'T is more to him to make Kings Pho. Pray thee be wiser And trust not with your lost wealth your loved liberty To be a King still
sake stay not here sir Fred. What may this prove Con. Alas I am mistaken lost undone For ever perish'd Sir for heaven sake tell me Are ye a Gentleman Fred. I am Con. Of this place Fred. No borne in Spain Con. As ever you lov'd honour As ever your desires may gaine their ends Doe a poore wretched woman but this benefit For I am forc'd to trust yee Fred. Y 'ave charm'd me Humanity and honour bids me helpe ye And if I faile your trust Con. The time 's too dangerous To stay your protestations I beleeve ye Alas I must believe ye From this place Good noble Sir remove me instantly And for a time where nothing but your selfe And honest conversation may come neare me In some secure place settle me What I am And why thus boldly I commit my credit Into a strangers hand the feares and dangers That force me to this wilde course at more leisure I shall reveale unto you Fred. Come be hearty He must strike through my life that takes ye from me Exi Scaene 8. Enter Petruchio Antonio and 2. Gent. Petr. He will sure come Are yee well arm'd Ant. Never feare us Here 's that will make 'em dance without a Fiddle Petr. We are to look for no weak foes my friends Nor unadvised ones Ant. Best gamsters make the best game We shall fight close and handsome then 1 Gent. Antonio You are a thought too bloudy Ant. Why all Physitians And penny Almanacks allow the opening Of veines this moneth why doe ye talke of bloudy What come we for to fall to cuffes for apples What would ye make the Cause a Cudgell quarell On what termes stands this man is not his honour Open'd to his hand and pickt out like an Oyster His credit like a quart pot knockt together Able to hold no liquor cleare but this point Petr. Speak softly gentle Couzen Ant. I le speak truely What should men doe ally'd to these disgraces Lick o're his enemie sit downe and dance him 2. You are as farre o' th' bow hand now Ant. And crie That 's my fine boy thou wilt doe so no more child Pet. Here are no such cold pitties Ant. By Saint Jaques They shall not finde me one here 's old tough Andrew A speciall friend of mine and he but hold He strike 'em such a horne-pipe knocks I come for And the best bloud I light on I profes it Not to scarre Coster-mongers If I loose mine owne Mine audits lost and fare-well five and fifty Pet. Let 's talke no longer place your selves with silence As I directed yee and when time calls us As ye are friends so shew your selves Ant. So be it Exeunt Scaena 9. Enter Don John and his Land-lady Land Nay Son if this be your regard Jo. Good mother Lan. Good me no goods your Cozen and your self Are welcome to me whilst you beare your selves Like honest and true Gentlemen Bring hither To my house that have ever been reputed A gentlewoman of a decent and faire carriage And so behav'd my self Jo. I know ye have Lan. Bring hither as I say to make my name Stinke in my neighbours nostrills your Devises Your Brats got out of Alligant and broken oathes Your Linsey Woolsey worke your hasty puddings I fosler up your filch'd iniquities Y' are deceiv'd in me Sir I am none Of those receivers Jo. Have I not sworne unto you 'T is none of mine and shew'd you how I found it Land Ye found an easie foole that let you get it She had better have worne pastornes Jo. Will yee heare me Lan. Oathes what doe you care for oathes to gaine your ends When ye are high and pamper'd What Saint know ye Or what Religion but your purpos'd lewdnesse Is to be look'd for of ye nay I will tell ye You will then sweare like accus'd Cut-purses As far of truth too and lye beyond all Faulconers I 'me sick to see this dealing Jo. Heaven forbid Mother Lat. Nay I am very sick Jo. Who waits there Ant. Sir within Jo. Bring down the bottle of Canary wine La. Exceeding sick heav'n helpe me Jo. Haste ye sirrah I must ev'n make her drunk nay gentle mother Lan. Now fie upon ye was it for this purpose You fetch'd your evening walks for your digestions For this pretended holinesse no weather Not before day could hold ye from the Matins Were these your bo-peep prayers ye have praid well And with a learned zeale watcht well too your Saint It seems was pleas'd as well still sicker sicker Enter Anthony with a bottle of wine Jo. There is no talking to her till I have drencht her Give me here mother take a good round draught 'T will purge spleen from your spirits deeper mother Lan. I I sonne you imagine this will mend all Jo. All y'faith Mother Lan. I confesse the Wine Will doe his part Jo. I le pledge ye La. But sonne John Jo. I know your meaning mother touch it once more Alas you look not well take a round draught It warmes the bloud well and restores the colour And then wee 'll talke at large Land A civill gentleman A stranger one the Town holds a good regard of Jo. Nay I will silence there Lan. One that should weigh his faire name oh a stichl Jo. There 's nothing better for a stitch good mother Make no spare of it as you love your health Mince not the nutter Land As I said a gentleman Lodge in my house now heav'ns my comfort Signior Jo. I look'd for this Lan. I did not thinke you would have us'd me thus A woman of my credit one heaven knowes That lov'd you but too tenderly Jo. Deare mother I ever found your kindnesse and acknowledge it Lan. No no I am a fool to counsell yee Where 's the infant Come le ts see your Workmanship Jo. None of mine Mother But there 't is and a lusty one Land Heaven blesse thee Thou hadst a hasty making but the best is 'T is many a good mans fortune as I live Your owne eyes Signior and the nether lip As like yee as ye had spit it Jo. I am glad on 't Lan. Blesse me what things are these Jo. I thought my labour Was not all lost 't is gold these are jewels Both rich and right I hope Lan. Well well sonne Iohn I see ye are a wood-man and can chuse Your Deere though it be i' th darke all your discretion Is not yet lost this was well clapt aboard Here I am with you now when as they say Your pleasure comes with profit when ye must needs do Doe where ye may be done to 't is a wisedome Becomes a young man well be sure of one thing Loose not your labour and your time together It seasons of a foole sonne time is pretious Worke wary whilst ye have it since ye must traffick Sometimes this slippery way take sure hold Signior Trade with no broken Merchants make your lading As you would make your rest adventurously But with
advantage ever Io. All this time mother The childe wants looking too wants meat and Nurses Lan. Now blessing o' thy care it shall have all And instantly I le seek a Nurse my selfe sonne 'T is a sweet childe ah my young Spaniard Take you no further care sir Io. Yes of these Jewels I must by your leave Mother these are yours To make your care the stronger for the rest I le finde a Master the gold for bringing up on 't I freely render to your charge Lan. No more words Nor no more children good sonne as you love me This may doe well Ioh. I shall observe your Morals But where 's Don Ferdinand Mother Lan. Ten to one About the like adventure he told me He was to finde you out Exit Io. Why should he stay thus There may be some ill chance in 't sleep I will not Before I have found him now this woman 's pleas'd I le seek my friend out and my care is eas'd Exit Scaena 10. Enter Duke and Gent. 1 Gen. Beleeve sir 't is as possible to doe it As to remove the City the maine faction Swarm throgh the streets like hornets arm'd with angers Able to ruine States no safety left us Nor meanes to dye like men if instantly You draw not back againe Duk. May he be drawne And quarter'd too that turnes now were I surer Of death then thou art of thy fears and with death More then those feares are too 1. Sir I feare not Du. I would not crack my vow start from my honour Because I may finde danger wound my soule To keep my body safe 1. I speak not sir Out of a basenesse to you Du. No nor doe not Out of a basenesse leave mo what is danger More then the weaknesse of our apprehensions A poor cold part o' th bloud who takes it hold of Cowards and wicked livers valiant mindes Were made the Masters of it and as hearty Seamen In desperate stormes stem with a little Rudder The tumbling ruines of the Ocean So with their cause swords do they do dangers Say we yere sure to dye all in this venture As I am confident against it is there any Amongst us of so fat a sense so pamper'd Would chuse luxuriously to lye a bed And purge away his spirit send his soule out In Sugar-lops and Syrups give me dying As dying out to be upon mine enemy Parting with man-kinde by a man that 's manly Let 'em be all the world and bring along Cain's envy with 'em I will on 2. You may sir But with what safety 1. Since 't is come to dying You shall perceive sir here be those amongst us Can dye as decently as other men And with as little ceremony on brave sir Duk. That 's spoken heartily 1. And he that flinches May he dye lowzie in a ditch Du. No more dying There 's no such danger in it What 's a clock 3. Somewhat above your houre Du. Away then quickly Make no noise and no trouble will attend us Exeunt Scaena 11. Enter Fredericke and Peter with a candle Fred. Give me the candle so goe you out that way Pet. What have we now to doe Fred. And o' your life sirrah Let none come neare the doore without my knowledge No not my Land lady nor my friend Pet. 'T is done sir Fr. Nor any serious businesse that concerns me Pet. Is the winde there agen Fr. Be gone Pet. I am sir Exit Enter Constantia with a Jewell Fr. Now enter without feare And noble Lady That safety and civility yee wish'd for Shall truely here attend you no rude tongue Nor rough behaviour knows this place no wishes Beyond the moderation of a man Dare enter here your owne desires and Innocence Joyn'd to my vow'd obedience shall protect you Were dangers more then doubts Coast. Ye are truely noble And worth a womans trust let it become me I doe beseech you sir for all your kindnesse To render with my thanks this worthlesse trifle I may be longer troublesome Fred. Faire offices Are still their owne rewards Heav'n blesse me Lady From selling civill courtesies may it please ye If ye will force a favour to oblige me Draw but that cloud aside to satisfie me For what good Angel I am engag'd Const. It shall be For I am truely confident yee are honest The Piece is scarce worth looking on Fred. Trust me The abstract of all beauty soule of sweetnesse Defend me honest thoughts I shall grow wilde else What eyes are there rather what little heavens To stirre mens contemplations what a Paradice Runs through each part she has good bloud be temperate I must look off too excellent an object Confounds the sense that sees it Noble Lady If there be any further service to cast on me Let it be worth my life so much I honour ye Or the engagement of whole Families Const. Your service is too liberall worthy sir Thus farre I shall entreat Fred. Command me Lady You make your power too poore Const. That presently With all convenient haste you would retire Unto the street you found me in Fred. 'T is done Const. There if you finde a gentleman opprest With force and violence doe a mans office And draw your sword to rescue him Fred. Hee 's safe Be what he will and let his foes be devills Arm'd with your pitty I shall conjure 'em Retire this key will guide ye all things necessary Are there before ye Const. All my prayers goe with ye Exit Fred. Ye clap on proof upon me men say gold Do's all engages all works through all dangers Now I say beauty can do more The Kings Exchequer Nor all his wealthy Indies could not draw me Through halfe those miseries this peece of pleasure Might make me leap into we are all like sea-Cards All our endeavours and our motions As they doe to the North still point at beauty Still at the fairest for a handsome woman Setting my soule a side it should goe hard But I would straine my body yet to her Unlesse it be her owne free gratitude Hopes ye shall dye and thou tongue rot within me E're I infringe my faith now to my rescue Exit Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Duke pursued by Petruchio Antonio and that Faction Duke YOu will not all oppresse me Ant. Kill him i th' wanton eye let me come to him Duk. Then yee shall buy me dearely Petr. Say you so sir Ant. I say cut his Wezand spoile his peeping Have at your love-sick heart sir Enter Don John John Sure 't is fighting My friend may be engag'd fie gentlemen This is unmanly oddes Ant. I le stop your mouth sir Du. fals down Don Ioh. bestrides him John Nay then have at thee freely Ther 's a plumb sir to satisfie your longing Pet. Away I hope I have sped him here comes rescue We shall be endangered where 's Antonio Ant. I must have one thrust more sir Ioh. Come up to me Ant. A mischiefe confound your fingers Petr.
what must we looke for If they can carry this Em. I 'le carry coales then I have but one life and one fortune Gentlemen But I 'le so husband it to vexe these rascalls These barbarous slaves Ch. Shall we goe charge 'em presently Soz. No that will be too weake and too foole-hardy We must have grounds that promise safety friends And sure offence we loose our angers else And worse then that venture our lives too lightly Enter Pyniero Py. Did you see mine Uncle plague 'a these Barbarians How the rogues sticke in my teeth I know ye are angry So I am too monstrous angry Gentlemen I am angry that I choke agen You heare Armusia 's up honest Arm Clapt up in prison friends the brave Arm Here are fine boyes Em. We hope he shall not stay there Py. Stay no he must not stay no talke of staying These are no times to stay are not these Rascals Speake I beseech ye speake are they not Rogues Thinke some abominable names are they not Devils But the devil 's a great deale too good for 'em fusty villaines Ch. They are a kind of hounds Py. Hounds were their fathers Old blear-eyed bob-tail'd hounds Lord where 's my Unckle Soz. But what shall be done sir Py. Done Soz. Yes to relieve him If it be not sudden they may take his life too Py. They dare as soone take fire and swallow it Take stakes and thrust into their tailes for glisters His life why 't is a thing worth all the Islands And they know will be rated at that value His very imprisonment will make the Town stinch And shake and stinke I have phisick in my hand for 'em Shall give the goblins such a purge Enter Ruy Dias Ped Your Uncle Ru. I heare strange newes and have bin seeking ye They say Armusia's prisoner Py. 'T is most certaine Ru. Upon what cause Py. He has deserv'd too much sir The old heathen policie has light upon him And paid him home Ru. A most unnoble dealing Py. You are the next if you can carry it tamely He has deserved of all Ru. I must confesse it Of me so nobly too Py. I am glad to heare it You have a time now to make good your confession Your faith will shew but cold else and for fashion Now to redeeme all now to thanke his courtesie Now to make those beleeve that held you backward And an ill instrument you are a Gentleman An honest man and you dare love your Nation Dare sticke to vertue though she be opprest And for her owne faire sake step to her Rescue If you live ages sir and lose this houre Not now redeeme and vindicate your honour Your life will be a murmure and no man in 't Ru. I thanke ye nephew come along with me Gentlemen Wee 'l make 'em dancing sport immediately We are Masters of the Fort yet we shall see What that can doe Py. Let it but spit fire finely And play their turrets and their painted Palaces A frisking round or two that they may trip it And caper in the aire Ru. Come wee 'l doe something Shall make 'em looke about wee 'l send 'em plumbes If they be not too hard for their teeth Py. And fine Potatoes Roasted in gunpowder such a banquet sir Will prepare their unmannerly stomacks Ru. They shall see There is no safe retreat in villanie Come be high hearted all Omnes We are all on fire sir Exeunt Enter King and Governor Kin. I am ungratefull and a wretch perswade me not Forgetfull of the mercy he show'd me The timely noble pitty why should I See him fast bound and fetter'd whose true curtesie Whose manhood and whose mighty hand set me free Why should it come from me why I command this Shall not all tongues and truths call me unthankfull Gov. Had the offence bin thrown on you 't is certaine It had been in your power and your discretion To have turn'd it into mercy and forgiven it And then it had show'd a vertuous point of gratitude Timely and nobly taken but since the cause Concernes the honour of our gods and their title And so transcends your power and your compassion A little your owne safety if you saw it too If your too fond indulgence did not dazle you It cannot now admit a private pitty 'T is in their wils their mercies or revenges And these revolts in you shew meere rebellious Kin. They are milde and pittifull Gov. To those repent Kin. Their nature's soft and tender Gov. To true hearts That feele compunction for their trespasses This man defies 'em still threatens destruction And demolition of their armes and worship Spits at their powers take heed ye be not found sir And markt a favourer of their dishonour They use no common justice Kin. What shall I doe To deserve of this man Gov. If ye more bemoane him Or mitigate your power to preserve him I 'le curse ye from the gods call up their vengeance Enter Quisara with her hands bound Quisana Panura And fling it on your Land and you I have charge for 't I hope to wracke you all King What ailes my sister Why is she bound why looks she so distractedly Who does doe this Quisan. We did it pardon sir And for her preservation She is growne wilde And raving on the strangers love and honour Sometimes crying out help help they will torture him They will take his life they will murder him presently If we had not prevented violently Have laid hands on her owne life Go. These are tokens The gods displeasure is gone out be quicke And ere it fall doe something to appease 'em You know the sacrifice I am glad it works thus Quisar. How low and base thou lookst now that wert noble No figure of a King methinks showes on you No face of Majestie foule swarth ingratitude Has taken off thy sweetnesse base forgetfulnesse Of mighty benefits has turned thee Devill Thou hast persecuted goodnes innocence And laid a hard and violent hand on vertue On that faire vertue that should teach and guide us Thou hast wrong'd thine owne preserver whose least merit Pois'd with thy maine estate thou canst not satisfie Nay put thy life in too 't will be too light still What hast thou done Gov. Goe for him presently And once more wee 'l try it we can win him fairely If not let nothing she sayes hinder ye or stir ye She speaks distractedly Do that the gods command ye Doe you know what ye say Lady Quisar. I could curse thee too Religion and severitie has steel'd thee Has turnd thy heart to stone thou hast made the gods hard too Against their sweet and patient natures cruell None of ye feele what braverie ye tread on What innocence what beauty Kin. Pray be patient Quisar. What honorable things ye cast behind ye What monuments of man Enter Armusia and Guard Kin. Once more Armusia Because I love ye tenderly and dearly And would be glad to win ye mine I wish
is then but making unready and that 's soone done My Lady is my Cosen I my self Which is neerest then My desires are mine Say they be hers too is 't a hanging matter It may be ventur'd in a worser cause I must go question with my conscience I have the word Centinel do thou stand Thou shalt not need to call I 'll he at hand Exit Enter Antonio and Martin Ant. Are we not dog'd behind us thinkst thou friend Mar. I heard not one bark Sir Ant. There are that bite And bark not man me-thought I spy'd two fellows That through two streets together walk'd aloof And wore their eies suspiciously upon us Mar. Your Jealousie nothing else or such perhaps As are afraid as much of us who knows But about the like busines but for your fears sake I 'll advise and entreat one curtesie Ant. What 's that friend Mar. I will not be denyed Sir Change your upper garments with me Ant. It needs not Mar. I think so too but I will have it so If you dare trust me with the better Sir Ant. Nay then Mar. If there should be danger towards There will be the main mark I 'm sure Ant. Here thou tak'st from me Mar. Tush the General Must be safe how ere the Battel goes See you the Beacon yonder Ant. Yes we are neer shore Enter 2. Gentlemen with weapons drawn they set upon Martin Antonio pursues them out in rescue of Martin Mar. Come Land land you must clamber by the cliffe Here are no staires to rise by Ant. I are you there fight and Exeunt Enter Aminta above and Martin return'd again ascends Am. Antonio Mar. Yes Ismenia Am. Thine owne Mar. Quench the light thine eies are guides illustrious Am. 'T is necessary Exeunt Enter Antonio Mar. Your legs have sav'd your lives who ere you are Friend Martin where art thou not hurt I hope Sure I was farthest in the pursuit of 'em My pleasures are forgotten through my fears The lights extinct it was discreetly done They could not but have notice of the broile And fearing that might call up company Have carefully prevented and closed up I do commend the heed oh but my friend I fear his hurt friend friend it cannot be So mortal that I should lose thee quite friend A groan any thing that may discover thee Thou art not sunk so far but I might hear thee I 'll lay mine ear as low as thou canst fall Friend Don Martin I must answer for thee 'T was in my cause thou fell'st if thou beest downe Such dangers stand betwixt us and our joyes That should we forethink ere we undertake Wee 'ld sit at home and save What a night 's here Purpos'd for so much joy and now dispos'd To so much wretchednes I shall not rest in 't If I had all my pleasures there within I should not entertain 'em with a smile Good night to you Mine will be black and sad A friend cannot a woman may be bad Exit Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Ismenia and Aminta Ism. O thou false Am. Do your daringst he 's mine owne Soul and body mine church and chamber mine Totally mine Ism. Darst thou face thy falshood Am. Shall I not give a welcom to my wishes Come home so sweetly farewell your company Till you be calmer woman Exit Ism. Oh what a heap Of misery has one night brought with it Ent. Ant. Ant. Where is he do you turn your shame from me You 'r a blind Adultresse you know you are Ism. How 's that Antonio Ant. Till I have vengeance Your sin 's not pardonable I 'll have him If hell hide him not y'have had your last of him Exit Ism. What did he speak I understood him not He calld me a foul name it was not mine He took me for another sure Enter Bellides Bel. Hah are you there Where 's your sweet heart I have found you Traytor To my house wilt league with mine enemie You 'll shed his blood you 'll say hah will you so And fight with your heels upwards No Minion I have a husband for you since y' are so ranck And such a husband as thou shalt like him Whether thou wilt or no Antonio Ism. It thunders with the storm now Bel. And to night I 'll have it dispatch'd I 'll make it sure I By to morrow this time thy Maiden-head Shall not be worth a Chicken if it were Knockt at an out-cry go I 'll ha' ye before me Shough shough up to your coop peay Hen Ism. Then I 'll try my wings Exit Bel. I are you good at that stop stop thief stop there Exit Scaena secunda Enter Otrante and Florimell singing 1. Song Flo. Now having leisure and a happy wind Thou maist at pleasure cause the stones to grind Sayles spread and grist here ready to be ground Fie stand not idely but let the Mill go round Otr. Why dost thou sing and dance thus why so merry Why dost thou look so wantonly upon me And kisse my hands Flo. If I were high enough I would kisse your lips too Otr. Do this is some kindnes This tastes of willingnesse nay you may kisse Still but why o' th' sudden now does the fitt take ye Unoffered or uncompell'd why these sweet curtesies Even now you would have blush'd to death to kisse thus Prethee let me be prepar'd to meet thy kindnes I shall be unfurnish'd else to hold thee play wench Stay now a little and delay your blessings If this be love me-thinks it is too violent If you repent you of your strictnesse to me It is so sudden it wants circumstance Flo. Fy how dull 2. Song How long shall I pine for love how long shall I sue in vaine How long like the Turtle-Dove shall I heavily thus complain Shall the sayles of my love stand still Shall the grists of my hopes be unground Oh fie oh fie oh fie let the Mill let the Mill go round Otr. Prethee be calme a little Thou mak'st me wonder thou that wert so strange And read such pious rules to my behaviour But yesternight thou that wert made of modestie Shouldst in a few short minutes turn thus desperate Flo. You are too cold Otr. I do confesse I freeze now I am another thing all over me It is my part to wooe not to be courted Unfold this Riddle 't is to me a wonder That now o' th' instant ere I can expect Ere I can turn my thoughts and think upon A separation of your honest carriage From the desires of youth thus wantonly Thus beyond expectation Flo. I will tell ye And tell ye seriously why I appear thus To hold ye no more ignorant and blinded I have no modestie I am truly wanton I am that you look for Sir now come up roundly If my strict face and counterfeited stalednesse Could have won on ye I had caught ye that way And you should ne'r have come to have known who hurt ye Prethee sweet Count be more familiar with
and even to water To think what this man was to think how simple How far below a man how far from reason From common understanding and all Gentry While he was living here he walkt amongst us He had a happy turn he dyed I le tell ye These are the wants I weep for not his person The memory of this man had he liv'd But two yeers longer had begot more follies Then wealthy Autumne flyes But let him rest He was a foole and farewell he not pitied I meane in way of life or action By any understanding man that 's honest But onely in 's posterity which I Out of the feare his ruines might out live him In some bad issue like a carefull woman Like one indeed born onely to preserve him Denyd him meanes to raise Petru. Unbutton me I die indeed else O Maria Oh my unhappinesse my misery Petron. Go to him whore if he perish I le see thee hang'd my selfe Petru. Why why Maria Mar. I have done my worst and have my end forgive me From this houre make me what you please I have tam'd ye And now am vowd your servant Look not strangly Nor feare what I say to you Dare you kisse me Thus I begin my new love Petru. Once againe Mar. With all my heart Petru. Once again Miria O Gentlemen I Know not where I am Soph. Get ye to bed then there you 'l quickly know sir Petru. Never no more your old tricks Mar. Never sir Petru. You shall not need for as I have a faith No cause shall give occasion Mar. As I am honest And as I am a maid yet all my life From this houre since since ye make so free profession I dedicate in service to your pleasure Soph. I marry this goes roundly off Petru. Go Jaques Get all the best meat may be bought for money And let the hogsheds blood I am born again Well little England when I see a husband Of any other Nation stern or jealous I le wish him but a woman of thy breeding And if he have not butter to thy bread Till thy teeth bleed I le never trust my travell Enter Rowland Livia Byancha and Tranio Petro. What have we here Row Another morris sir That you must pipe too Tra. A poore married couple Desire an offering sir Bya. Never frown at it You cannot mend it now there 's your own hand And yours Moroso to confirme the bargaine Petron. My hand Mor. Or mine Bya. You 'l finde it so Petron. A trick By a trick Bya. Yes sir we trickt ye Liv. Father Petro. Hast thou lyen with him speake Liv. Yes truly sir Petro. And hast thou done the deed boy Row I have done sir That that will serve the turne I think Petru. A match then I le be the maker up of this Moroso There 's now no remedy you see be willing For be or be not he must have the wench Mor. Since I am over-reach'd let 's in to dinner And if I can I le drink 't away Tra. That 's wel said Petro. Well sirha you have playd a tricke look to 't And let me be a grandsire within 's twelvemoneth Or by this hand I le curtaile halfe your fortunes Row There shall not want my labour sir your money Here 's one has undertaken Tra. Well I le trust her And glad I have so good a pawn Row I le watch ye Petru. Le ts in and drink of all hands and be joviall I have my colt again and now she carries And Gentlemen whoever marries next Let him be sure he keep him to his Text Exeunt PROLOGUE LAdies to you in whose defence and right Fletchers brave Muse prepar'd her self to fight A battaile without blood 't was well fought too The victory 's yours though got with much ado We do present this Comedy in which A rivulet of pure wit flowes strong and rich In Fancy Language and all parts that may Adde grace and ornament to a merry Play Which this may prove Yet not to go too far In promises from this our female war We do intreat the angry men would not Expect the mazes of a subtle plot Set Speeches high expressions and what 's worse in a true Comedy politique discourse The end we ayme at is to make you sport Yet neither gall the City nor the Court Heare and observe his Comique straine and when Y' are sick of melancholy see 't agen 'T is no deere Physick since 't will quit the cost Or his intentions with our pains are lost EPILOGUE THe Tamer 's tam'd but so as nor the men Can finde one just cause to complaine of when They fitly do consider in their lives They should not raign as Tyrants o'r their wives Nor can the women from this president Insult or triumph it being aptly meant To teach both Sexes due equality And as they stand bound to love mutually If this effect arising from a cause Well layd and grounded may deserve applause We something more then hope our honest ends Will keep the men and women too our friends FINIS LOVE CURE OR The Martial Maid Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Vitelli Lamorall Anastro Vitelli ALvarez pardon'd Ana. And return'd Lamo. I saw him land At St. Lucars and such a generall welcome Fame as harbinger to his brave actions Had with the easie people prepard for him At if by his command alone and fortune Holland with those low Provinces that hold out Against the Arch-Duke were again compel'd With their obedience to give up their lives To be at his devotion Vit. You amaze me For though I have heard that when he fled from Civill To save his life then forfeited to Law For murthering Don Pedro my deer Uncle His extreame wants inforc'd him to take pay In th' Army sat down then before Ostena 'T was never yet reported by whose favour He durst presume to entertain a thought Of comming home with pardon Ana. 'T is our nature Or not to hear or not to give beliefe To what we wish far from our enemies Lam. Sir 't is most certaine the Infantas letters Assisted by the Arch-Dukes to King Philip Have not alone secur'd him from the rigor Of our Castillian Justice but return'd him A free man and in grace Vit. By what curs'd meanes Could such a fugitive arise unto The knowledge of their highnesses much more Though known to stand but in the least degree Of favour with them Lam. To give satisfaction To your demand though to praise him I hate Can yeild me small contentment I will tell you And truly since should I detract his worth 'T would argue want of merit in my self Briefly to passe his tedious pilgrimage For sixteene years a banish'd guilty-man And to forget the stormes th' affrights the horrors His constancy not fortune overcame I bring him with his little son grown man Though 't was said here he took a daughter with him To Ostends bloody seige that stage of war Wherein the flower of many Nations acted And
Montague Mont. Lord of Montague yet But sir how long the dignity or state Belonging to it will continue stands Upon the dangerous passage of this houre Either for ever more to be confirm'd Or like the time wherein t was pleaded gone Gone with it never to be call'd again Ami. Justice direct your processe to the end To both your persons my respect shall stil Be equall but the righteous cause is that Which bears my wishes to the side it holds Wherever may it prosper Exit Amiens Mont. Then my thanks Are proper to you if a man may raise A confidence upon a lawfull ground I have no reason to be once perplexed With any doubtfull motion Longueville That Lord of Amiens didst observe him has A worthy nature in him Long. Either t is his nature or his cunning Mont. That 's the vizard of most mens actions Whose dissembled lives Do carry onely the similitude Of goodnesse on 'em but for him Honest behaviour makes a true report What disposition does inhabit him Essentiall vertue Long. Then t is pitty that Injurious Orleance is his brother Dub. He is but his brother in law Long. Law that 's as bad Dub. How is your Law as bad I rather wish The hangman thy executor then that Equivocation should be ominous Enter two Lawyers and two Creditors Long. Some of your Lawyers 1 Law What is ominous 2 Law Let no distrust trouble your Lordships thought 1 Law The evidences of your question'd land Ha' not much as any literall Advantage in 'em to be made against Your title 2 Law And your Councell understands The businesse fully 1 Law Th' are industrious just 2 Law And very confident 1 Law Your state endures A voluntary tryall like a man Whose honours are maliciously accus'd 2 Law The Accusation serves to cleare his cause 1 Law And to approve his truth more 2 Law So shall all Your adversaries pleadings strengthen your Possession 1 Law And be set upon record To witnesse the hereditary right Of you and yours 2 Law Courage you have the law Long. And you the profits Mont. If discouragement Could worke upon me your assurances Would put me strongly into heart again But I was never fearfull and let fate Deceive my expectation yet I am Prepared against dejection 1 Cred. So are we 2 Cred. We have received a comfortable hope That all will speed well Long. What is he Duboys Dub. A Creditor Long. I thought so for he speaks As if he were a partner in his state Mont. Sir I am largely indebted to your loves Long. More to their purses Mont. Which you shall not lose 1 Cred. Your Lordship Dub. That 's another creditor 1 Cred. Has interest in me Long. You have more of him 1 Cred. And I have had so many promises From these and all your learned Councellors How certainly your cause wil prosper that Long. You brought no Serjeants with you Dub. To attend his ill successe Mont. Good sir I will not be Unthankfull either to their industries Or your affections 1 Law All your land my Lord Is at the bar now give me but ten Crowns I le save you harmlesse Long. Take him at his word If he does lose you 're sav'd by miracle For I never knew a lawyer yet undone 1 Law Then now you shall sir if this prospers not Long. Sir I beseech you doe not force your voyce To such a loudnesse but be thrifty now Preserve it till you come to plead at bar It wil be much more profitable in The satisfaction then the promise 1 Law Is not this a satisfaction to engage My selfe for this assurance if he Mont. No sir my ruine never shall import Anothers losse if not by accident And that my purpose is not guilty of You are engaged in nothing but your care Exit Law Attend the Procurator to the Court Observe how things incline and bring me word Long. I dare not sir if I be taken there Mine eares will be in danger Mont. Why hast thou Committed something that deserves thine eares Long. No but I feare the noyse my hearing will be Perished by the noise t is as good 't want A member as to loose the use Mont. The ornament is excepted Long. Well my Lord I le put 'em to the hazzard Exit Long 1 Cred. Your desires be prosperous to you 2 Cred. Our best prayers waite Upon your fortune Exeunt Cred. Dub. For your selves not him Mont. Thou canst not blame 'em I am in their debts Ver. But had your large expence a part whereof You owe 'em for unprofitable Silkes And Laces been bestowed among the poore That would have prayd the right way for you Not upon you Mont. For unprofitable Silkes And Laces now believe me honest boy Th' ast hit upon a reprehension that belongs Unto me Ver. By my Lord I had not so unmannerly a thought To reprehend you Mont. Why I love thee for 't Mine own acknowledgement confirmes thy words For once I do remember comming from The Mercers where my Purse had spent it selfe On those unprofitable toyes thou speakst of A man halfe naked with his poverty Did meet me and requested my reliefe I wanted whence to give it yet his eyes Spoke for him those I could have satisfied With some unfruitfull sorrow if my teares Would not have added rather to his griefe Then eas'd it but the true compassion that I should have given I had not this began To make me think how many such mens wants The vaine superfluous cost I wore upon My outside would have clothed and left my selfe A habit as becomming to encrease This new consideration there came one Clad in a garment plaine and thrifty yet As decent as these faire deare follies made As if it were of purpose to despise The vanity of show his purse had still The power to doe a charitable deed And did it Dub. Yet your inclination sir Deservd no lesse to be commended then his action Mont. Prethee do not flatter me He that intends well yet deprives himselfe Of means to put his good thoughts into deed Deceives his purpose of the due reward That goodnesse merits O antiquity Thy great examples of Nobility Are out of imitation or at least So lamely follow'd that thou art as much Before this age in vertue as in time Dub. Sir it must needs be lamely followed when The chiefest men love to follow it Are for the most part cripples Mont. Who are they Dub. Souldiers my Lord souldiers Mont. T is true Duboys but if the Law disables me no more For Noble actions then good purposes I le practice how to exercise the worth Commended to us by our ancestors The poore neglected souldier shall command Me from a Ladies Courtship and the forme I le study shall no more be taught me by The Taylor but the Scholler that expence Which hitherto has been to entertaine Th' intemperate pride and pleasure of the taste Shall fill my Table more to satisfie And lesse to surfeit What an
Enter the 2. Boy I am glad I am come home 2 Boy Here are the Gentlemen Cra. O let 'em enter now you that trust in travell And make sharp Beards and little Breeches Deities You that inhaunce the daily price of Tooth-picks And hold there is no homebred hapinesse Behold a modell of your minds and actions Euph. Though this be envious yet done i th' way of mirth I am content to thank ye for 't Con. 'T is well yet Cra. Let the Maske enter Enter Onos his Unckle and Tutor Onos A pretty Taverne 'faith of a fine structure Unc. Beare your selfe like a Gentleman here 's six pence And be sure you breake no Glasses Tut. Harke ye Pupill Go as I taught you hang more upon your hams and put your knees out bent there yet a little Now I beseech ye be not so improvident To forget your travelling pace 't is a maine posture And to all unayr'd Gentlemen will betray you Play with your Pisa Beard why where 's your brush Pupil He must have a Brush Sir Unc. More charge yet Tut. Here take mine These elements of travell he must not want Sir Vnc. Ma' foy he has had some nineteene pence in elements What would you more Tut. Durus me hercle pater Con. What Mounsieur Onos the very pump of travell Sir as I live you have done me the greatest kindnesse O my faire Sir Lampree the carefull Unckle To this young hopefull issue Mounsieur Tutor too The father to his minde Come come let 's hug Boyes Why what a bunch of travell doe I embrace now Me thinkes I put a Girdle about Europe How has the Boy profited Vnc. He has enough Sir If his too fiery mettle doe not mar it Con. Is he not thrifty yet Tut. That 's all his fault Too bounteous minded being under age too A great consumer of his stock in Pippins Had ever a hot stomack Con. Come hither Onos Will you love me for this fine Apple Onos We Con. And will ye be rul'd by me sometimes Onos 'Faith I will Con. That 's a good Boy Unc. Pray give me not the childe so much fruit He 's of a raw Complexion Euph. You Mounsieur hard egge Do you remember me Doe you remember When you and your Consort travell'd through Hungary Con. He 's in that circuit still Euph. Do you remember The cantell of immortall Cheese ye carried with ye The halfe cold Cabbedge in a leather Sachell And those invincible Eggs that would lye in your bowells A fortnight together and then turne to bedstaves Your sowre milk that would choak an Irish man And bread was bak'd in Caesars time for the Army Con. Providence providence Tut. The soule of travell Euph. Can the Boy speak yet Tut. Yes and as fine a Gentleman I thanke my able knowledge he has arriv'd at Only a little sparing of his Language Which every man of observation Unc. And of as many tongues Tut. Pray be content Sir You know you are for the bodily part the Purse I for the magazine the minde Euph. Come hither springall On. That in the Almain Tongue signifies a Gentleman Fuph. What think you of the formes of Italy or Spain Onos I love mine owne Country Pippin Tut. Nobly answer'd Borne for his Country first Euph. A great Philosopher What Horses do you prefer Onos The White horse Sir There were I lye honest and a just beast Tut. O Caput lepidum a Childe to say this Are these figures for the mouthes of Infants Con. Onos what wenches Come tell me true On. I cannot speake without booke Con. When shall we have one ha On. Steale me from mine Unckle For looke you I am broke out horribly For want of fleshly Phisick they say I am too yong And that 't will spoyle my growth but could you help me Con. Meet me to morrow man no more Euph. You thinke now Ye have open'd such a shame to me of travell By shewing these thin Cubbs ye have honour'd us Against your will proclam'd us excellent Three Frailes of Sprats carried from Mart to Mart Are as much meat as these to more use travell'd A bunch of bloted fooles me thinkes your judgement Should looke abroad sometimes without your envie Cra. Such are most of you so I take my leave And when you finde your womens favour faile 'T is ten to one yoa 'l know your selfe and seeke me Upon a better Muster of your manners Con. This is not hansome Sir Euph. Pray take your pleasure You wound the wind as much Cra. Come you with me I have businesse for you presently there 's for your Wine I must confesse I lost it On. Shall I steale to ye And shall we see the Wench Con. A dainty one On. And have a dish of Pippins Con. What a peck man Tut. Will you wait Sir Con. Pray let 's meet oftner Gentlemen I would not lose ye Tut. O sweet Sir Con. Do you thinke I would Such noted men as you Onos Unc. Tut. We are your Servants Exeunt Euph. That thing they would keep in everlasting nonage My Brother for his owne ends has thrust on Upon my Mistris 't is true he shall be rich If ever he can get that Rogue his Unckle To let him be of yeares to come to inherit it Now what the maine drift is Con. Say ye so no more words I le keepe him company till he be of yeares Though it be a hundred yeares but I le discover it And ten to one I le crosse it too Euph. You are honest And I shall study still your love farewell Sir For these few houres I must desire your pardon I have businesse of importance once a day At least I hope you 'l see me I must see you else So once more ye are welcome Con. All my thankes Sir And when I leave to love you life go from me Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Theanor and Crates Cra. WHy Sir the Kingdomes his and no man now Can come to Corinth or from Corinth goe Without his Licence he puts up the tithes Of every Office through Achaia From Courtier to the Carter hold of him Our Lands our Liberties nay very lives Are shut up in his Closet and let loose But at his pleasure Bookes and all discourse Have now no Patron nor direction But glorifi'd Euphanes our Cups are guilty That quench our thirsts if not unto his health Oh I could eat my heart and fling away My very soule for anguish gods nor men Should tollerate such disproportion The. And yet is he belov'd whether 't be vertue Or seeming vertue which he makes the cloake To his ambition Cra. Be it which it will Your Highnesse is to tame your eyes too film'd To see this and sit still the Lion should not Tremble to heare the bellowing of the Bull Nature excuse me though he be my Brother You are my Countries Father therefore mine One paralell line of Love I bend on him All lines of love and duty meet in you As
Leo. Deare Sister Bel. Who can be sad out with these Tragick Lights And let day repossesse her naturall howres Teare downe these blacks cast ope the Casements wide That we may jocondly behold the Sun I did partake with sad Merione In all her mourning let her now rejoyce With glad Beliza for Euphanes is As full of love full of humility As when he wanted Mer. Oh that Leo. Help she faints Her griefe has broke her heart Mer. No that that Ag. Mistris what point you at Her lamps are out yet still she extends her hand As if she saw something antipathous Unto her vertuous life Leo. Still still she points And her lips move but no articulate sound Breathes from 'em Sister speak what moves you thus Bel. Her spirits returne Mer. Oh hide that fatall Ring Where had it you Beliza Bel. What hid fate Depends on it Euphanes gave it me As holy pledge of future Marriage Mer. Then is Euphanes the foule Ravisher Let me speake this and dye That dismall night Which seal'd my shame upon me was that Ring The partner of my rob'd virginity Leo. Euphanes Ag. Strange Bel. Impossible Mer. Impossible to have redresse on him Chiefe servant to the Queene ha I have read Somewhere I am sure of such an injury Done to a Lady and how she durst dye Exit Ag. Oh follow her Beliza Bel. To assure her The unlikelihood of this Ag. Love hides all sins Exit What 's to be done Leonidas Leo. Why this Amazement takes up all my faculties The plagues of gods and men will muster all To avenge this tyranny Oh frontlesse man To dare doe ill and hope to beare it thus First let 's implore then cure Ag. Who who can trust The gentle lookes and words of two-fac'd man Like Corinths double torrent you and I Will rush upon the Land nor shall the Queene Defend this Villaine in his villany Lusts violent flames can never be withstood Nor quench'd but with as violent streames of blood Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Crates Vnckle Tutor and Onos Ono. THinkes he to carry her and live Cra. It seemes so And she will carry him the story sayes On. Well hum Have I for this thou faire but falsest faire Stretch'd this same simple legge over the Sea What though my bashfulnesse and tender yeares Durst ne're reveale my affection to thy teeth Deep love ne're tatles and say they loves bit The deeper dip'd the sweeter still is it Tut. Oh see the power of Love he speakes in ryme Cra. Oh love will make a Dog howle in rime Of all the Lovers yet I have heard or read This is the strangest but his Guardian And you his Tutor should informe him better Thinkes he that Love is answer'd by instinct Tut. He should make meanes For certaine Sir his bashfulnesse undo's him For from his Cradle h 'had a shamefull face Thus walkes he night and day eates not a bit Nor sleepes one jot but 's growne so humorous Drinkes Ale and takes Tobacco as you see Weare's a Steeleto at his Codpeece close Stabs on the least occasion stroakes his beard Which now he puts i' th posture of a T. The Roman T. your T. beard is the fashion And twifold doth expresse the enamour'd Courtier As full as your fork-carving Travellour On. Oh black clouds of discontent invellop me Garters fly off go Hatband binde the browes Of some dull Citizen that feares to ake And Leg appeare now in simplicity Without the trappings of a Courtier Burst Buttons burst your Bachelor is worm'd Cra. A worm-eaten Batchelor th' art indeed On. And Devill melancholly possesses me now Unc. Crosse him not in this fit I advise you Sir On. Dye crimson Rose that didst adorne these cheeks scabby For ytch of love is now broke forth on me Unc. Poore Boy 't is true his wrists and hands are scabby On. Burne eyes out in your sockets sinck and stink Teeth I will pick ye to the very bones Hang haire like Hemp or like the Isling Curs For never Powder nor the Crisping-iron Shall touch these dangling locks oh Ruby lips Love hath to you been like Wine-vinegar Now you look wan and pale lips ghosts ye are And my disgrace sharper than Mustard-seed Cra. How like a Chaundler he do's vent his passions Risum teneatis On. Well sung the Poet Love is a golden bubo full of Dreames That ripen'd breakes and fills us with extreames Tut. A gold buble pupill Oh grosse solaecisme To chaster eares that understand the Latine On. I will not be corrected now I am in love revenge is now the Cud That I do chaw I le challenge him Cra. I marry Sir Unc. Your Honour bids you Nephew on and prosper On. But none will beare it from me times are dangerous Cra. Carry it your selfe man On. Tutor your counsell I le do nothing Sir Without him Unc. This may rid thee valiant Cuz Whom I have kept this forty yeare my Ward Faine would I have his state and now of late He did enquire at Ephesus for his age But the Church Booke being burnt with Dians Temple He lost his ayme I have try'd to famish him Marry he 'l live o' stones and then for Poysons He is an Antidote 'gainst all of 'em He sprung from Mithridates he is so dry and hot He will eat Spiders faster then a Monkey His Maw unhurt keeps Quicksilver like a bladder The largest dosse of Camphire Opium Harmes not his braine I think his Skul 's as empty As a suckt Egge Vitrioll and Oyle of Tartar He will eat tosts of Henbane I am sure And Hemblock I have made his Pot-hearbs often Cra. If he refuse you yours is then the honour If he accept he being so great you may Crave both to chuse the Weapon time and place Which may be ten yeares hence and Calicut Or underneath the lyne to avoid advantage On. I am resolved Tut. By your favour Pupill Whence shall this challenge rise for you must ground it On some such fundamentall base or matter As now the Gentry set their lives upon Did you ere cheat him at some Ordinary And durst he say so and be angry if thus Then you must challenge him hath he call'd your whore Whore though she be beside yours twenty mens Your honour reputation is touch'd then And you must challenge him Has he deny'd On thirty damne me 's to accommodate money Though he have broke threescore before to you Here you must challenge him Durst he ever shun To drink two pots of Ale wi' ye or to wench Though weighty businesse otherwise importun'd He is a proud Lord And you may challenge him Has he familiarly Dislik'd your yellow Starch or said your Dublet Was not exactly frenchifi'd or that that report In faire tearmes was untrue or drawn your Sword Cry'd 't was ill mounted Has he given the lye In circle or oblique or semy-circle Or direct paralell you must challenge him On. He never gave my direct apparrell the lye in
Jaq. Is that all Isab. When he comes in what e're he do unto thee The worst will be but beating speak not a word Not one word as thou lovest me Jaq. I le run through it Isab. I le carry away the Candle Exit Jaq. And I the blowes Mistris Enter Lopez Lop. Have you put your light out I shall stumble to ye You whore you cunning whore I shal catch your rogue to Has light leggs else I had so Ferret-claw'd him O have I found ye do ye play at dog-sleep still whore Do you think that can protect ye yes I will kill thee But first I le bring thy friends to view thy villanies Thy whorish villanies and first I le beat thee Beat thee to pin-dust thou salt whore thou varlet Scratch out thine eyes I le spoile your tempting visage Are ye so patient I le put my nayles in deeper Is it good whoring whoring ye base rascall Is it good tempting men with strings to ride ye So I le fetch your kindred and your friends whore And such a Justice I will act upon thee Exit Enter Isabella Isab. What is he gone Jaq. The Devill go with him Mistris Has harrowed me plow'd land was ne're so harrowed I had the most ado to save mine eyes Isah. Has paid thee But I le heale all againe with good gold Jaquenet Has damned nayles Jaq. They are ten-penny nayles I think Mistris I le undertake he shall strike 'em through an inch board Isab. Go up and wash thy selfe take my Pomatum And now let me alone to end the Tragedy Joq. You had best beware Isab. I shall deale stoutly with him Reach me my book and see the doore made fast wench And so good night now to the matter politick Lopez knocks within Lop. within You shall see what she is what a sweet jewell Isab. Who 's there what mad-man knocks is this an hower And in mine husbands absence Lop. within Will ye open You know my voyce ye whore I am that husband Do you mark her subtlety but I have paid her I have so ferk'd her face here 's the blood Gentlemen Ecce signum I have spoyl'd her Goatish beauty Observe her how she lookes now how she is painted O 't is the most wicked'st whore and the most treacherous Enter Lopez Bartello Gent. and two Gentlewomen Gent. Here walkes my Cousen full of meditation Arm'd with religious thoughts Bar. Is this the monster 1 Gentlew. Is this the subject of that rage you talk't of That naughty woman you had pull'd a peeces Bar. Here 's no such thing 1. Gentlew. How have ye wrong'd this beauty Are not you mad my friend what time o' th Moon is 't Have not you Maggots in your braines Lop. 'T is she sure Gent. Where 's the scratch'd face ye spoke of the torne garments And all the haire pluck'd off her head Bar. Beleeve me 'T were better far you had lost your paire of pibbles Then she the least adornment of that sweetnesse Lop. Is not this blood 1 Gentlew. This is a monstrous folly A base abuse Isab. Thus he do's ever use me And stickes me up a wonder not a woman Nothing I do but subject to suspition Nothing I can do able to content him Bar. Lopez you must not use this 2 Gentlew. 'T were not amisse Sir To give ye sauce to your meat and suddainly 1 Gentlew. You that dare wrong a woman of her goodnesse Thou have a wife thou have a Beare ty'd to thee To scratch thy jealous itch were all o' my minde I meane all women we would soone disburthen ye Of that that breeds these fits these dog-flawes in ye A Sow-guelder should trim ye Bar. A rare cure Lady And one as fit for him as a Thief for a halter You see this youth will you not cry him quittance Body me I would pine but I would pepper him I le come anon he hang him poore pompillion How like a wench bepist he lookes I le come Lady Lopez the Law must teach ye what a wife is A good a vertuous wife Isab. I le ne're live with him I crave your loves all to make knowne my cause That so a faire Divorce may passe between us I am weary of my life in danger hourely Bar. You see how rude you are I will not misse ye Unsufferable rude I le pay him soundly You should be whipt in Bedlam I le reward him 2 Gentlew. Whipping 's too good Lop. I think I am alive still And in my wits Bar. I le put a trick upon him And get his goods Confiscate you shall have 'em I will not faile at nine Lop. I think I am here too And once I would have sworn I had taken her napping I think my name is Lopez Gent. Fie for shame Sir You see you have abus'd her foulely wrong'd her Hung scandalous and course opinions on her Which now you finde but children of suspition Aske her forgivenesse shew a penitence She is my Kins-woman and what she suffers Under so base and beastly jealousies I will redresse else I le seeke satisfaction Bar. Why every Boy i th' Towne will pisse upon thee Lop. I am sorry for 't 1 Gentlew. Downe o' your marrow-bones Lop. Even sorry from my heart forgive me sweet wife Here I confesse most freely I have wrong'd ye As freely here I beg a pardon of ye From this hower no debate no crosse suspition Isab. To shew ye Sir I understand a wives part Thus I assure my love and seale your pardon 2 Gentlew. 'T is well done now to bed and there confirm it Gent. And so good night Bar. Aware relapses Lopez Exeunt Lop. Now Isabella tell me truth and suddainly And do not juggle with me nor dissemble For as I have a life ye dye then I am not mad Nor do's the Devill work upon my weaknesse Tell me the trick of this and tell me freely Isab. Will then that satisfie ye Lop. If ye deale ingenuously Isab. I le tell ye all and tell ye true and freely Bartello was the end of all this jealousie His often visitations brought by you first Bred all these fits and these suspitions I knew your false key and accordingly I fram'd my plot to have him take him finely Too poore a pennance for the wrong his wife beares His worthy vertuous wife I felt it sensibly When ye tooke off the string and was much pleas'd in 't Because I wish'd his importunate dotage paid well And had you staid two minutes more ye had had him Lop. This sounds like truth Isab. Because this shall be certaine Next time he comes as long he cannot tarry Your self shall see and heare his lew'd temptations Lop. Till then I am satisfied and if this prove true Henceforward Mistris of your self I give ye And I to serve ye For my lusty Captaine I le make him daunce and make him think the Devill Clawes at his breech and yet I will not hurt him Come now to bed and prove but constant this way