be Lys As Mask can be Strat. Yes they must commend their King and speak in praise of the Assembly bless the Bride and Bridegroom in person of some God th' are tyed to rules of flattery Cle. See good my Lord who is return'd Lys Noble Melantius Enter Melantius The Land by me welcomes thy vertues home to Rhodes thou that with blood abroad buyest us our peace the breath of Kings is like the breath of Gods My brother wisht thee here and thou art here he will be too kind and weary thee with often welcomes but the time doth give thee a welcome above this or all the worlds Mel. My Lord my thanks but thâ—â— scratcht limbs of mine have spoke my love and truth unto my friends more than my tongue ere could my mind 's the same it ever was to you where I find worth I love the keeper till he let it go And then I follow it Diph. Hail worthy brother He that rejoyces not at your return In safety is mine enemy for ever Mel. I thank thee Diphilus but thou art faulty I sent for thee to exercise thine armes With me at Patria thou cam'st not Diphilus 'T was ill Diph. My noble brother my excuse Is my King 's strict command which you my Lord Can witness with me Lys 'T is true Melantius He might not come till the solemnity Of this great match were past Diph. Have you heard of it Mel. Yes I have given cause to those that Envy my deeds abroad to call me gamesome I have no other business here at Rhodes Lys We have a Mask to night And you must tread a Soldiers measure Mel. These soft and silken wars are not for me The Musick must be shrill and all confus'd That stirs my blood and then I dance with armes But is Amintor Wed Diph. This day Mel. All joyes upon him for he is my friend Wonder not that I call a man so young my friend His worth is great valiant he is and temperate And one that never thinks his life his own If his friend need it when he was a boy As oft as I return'd as without boast I brought home conquest he would gaze upon me And view me round to find in what one limb The vertue lay to do those things he heard Then would he wish to see my Sword and feel The quickness of the edge and in his hand Weigh it he oft would make me smile at this His youth did promise much and his ripe years Will see it all perform'd Enter Aspatia passing by Melan. Hail Maid and Wife Thou fair Aspatia may the holy knot That thou hast tyed to day last till the hand Of age undo 't may'st thou bring a race Unto Amintor that may fill the world Successively with Souldiers Asp My hard fortunes Deserve not scorn for I was never proud When they were good Mel. How 's this Exit Aspatia Lys You are mistaken for she is not married Mel. You said Amintor was Diph. 'T is true but Mel. Pardon me I did receive Letters at Patria from my Amintor That he should marry her Diph. And so it stood In all opinion long but your arrival Made me imagine you had heard the change Mel. Who hath he taken then Lys A Lady Sir That bears the light above her and strikes dead With flashes of her eye the fair Evadne your vertuous Sister Mel. Peace of heart betwixt them but this is strange Lys The King my brother did it To honour you and these solemnities Are at his charge Mel. 'T is Royal like himself But I am sad my speech bears so unfortunate a sound â—o beautiful Aspatia there is rage â—id in her fathers breast Calianax Bent long against me and he should not think If I could call it back that I would take So bâ—â—e revenges as to scorn the state Of his neglected daughter holds he still his greatness with the King Lys Yes but â—â—is Lady Walks discontented with her watry eyes Bent on the earth the unfrequented woods Are her delight and when she sees a bank Stuck full of flowers she with a sigh will tell Her servants what a pretty place it were To bury lovers in and make her maids Pluck 'em and strow her over like a Corse She carries with her an infectious grief That strikes all her beholders she will sing The mournful'st things that ever ear hath heard And sigh and sing again and when the rest Of our young Ladies in their wanton blood Tell mirthful tales in course that fill the room With laughter she will with so sad a look Bring forth a story of the silent death Of some forsaken Virgin which her grief Will put in such a phrase that ere she end She 'l send them weeping one by one away Mel. She has a brother under my command Like her a face as womanish as hers But with a spirit that hath much out-grown The number of his years Enter Amintor Cle. My Lord the Bridegroom Mel. I might run fiercely not more hastily Upon my foe I love thee well Amintor My mouth is much too narrow for my heart I joy to look upon those eyes of thine Thou art my friend but my disorder'd speech cuts off my love Amin. Thou art Melantius All love is spoke in that a sacrifice To thank the gods Melantius is return'd In safety victory sits on his sword As she was wont may she build there and dwell And may thy Armour be as it hath been Only thy valour and thy innocence What endless treasures would our enemies give That I might hold thee still thus Mel. I am but poor in words but credit me young man Thy Mother could no more but weep for joy to see thee After long absence all the wounds I have Fetch not so much away nor all the cryes Of Widowed Mothers but this is peace And what was War Amin. Pardon thou holy God Of Marriage bed and frown not I am forc't In answer of such noble tears as those To weep upon my Wedding day Mel. I fear thou art grown too sick for I hear A Lady mourns for thee men say to death Forsaken of thee on what terms I know not Amin. She had my promise but the King forbad it And made me make this worthy change thy Sister Accompanied with graces above her With whom I long to lose my lusty youth And grow old in her arms Mel. Be prosperous Enter Messenger Messen My Lord the Maskers rage for you Lys We are gone Cleon Sâ—rato Diphilus Amin. Wee 'l all attend you we shall trouble you With our solemnities Mel. Not so Amintor But if you laugh at my rude carriage In peace I 'le do as much for you in War When you come thither yet I have a Mistress To bring to your delights rough though I am I have a Mistress and she has a heart She saies but trust me it is stone no better There is no place that I can challenge in 't But you stand still and here
stamp'd together and to give him Wine and Tobacco wheresoe're you meet And the best meat if he can stay All. We swear it loyally Page Then I dismiss you True Leigemen to the Pantoâ—â—â—e I had more Articles but I have business And cannot stay now so adieu dear Monsieur Tres noble tres puissant Vnc. Adieu Monsieur On. A vostre service commandement 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 Scaena Secunda Enter Queen 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 yield an innocent unto their fury Whom I have prov'd so to you Euph. Gracious Queen Though your own god-like disposition Would succor Virtue and protect the right Yet for the publick good for the dear safety Of your most Royal only Son consent To give me up the sacrifice to their malice My life is aym'd at and 't were better far The blood of twenty thousand such as I Purpled our Seas than than that your Princely Son Should be endanger'd Quee. Still well said honest Fool Were their demand but one hair from thy head By all the gods I l'd scorn '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 than they 'l answer I An equal Mother to my Countrey am And every virtuous Son of it is Son Unto my bosome tender as mine own Con. Oh you are heavenly Madam and the gods Can suffer nothing pass to injure you The life that Conon promis'd he stands now Ready to pay with joy Quee. Farewell both Success attend you you have Souldiers been Tam Marti quam Mercurio if you bring not peace Bring me their heads Con. I will put fair for one Exeunt Quee. Lords Euph. Double the Guard upon her Highness Person Conon You must perform a friendly part Which I shall counsel you Con. I am your servant Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Theanor Agenor Leonidas above Leo. Make good that Fortification and the Watch Keep 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' th night Sit brooding underneath your Mothers wings His damn'd impieties Ag. For your self brave Prince Fear nothing that this face of arms presents We ask the Ravisher and have no means 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 condemn you is not heard I blame you not who but Euphanes durst Make Stories like to this My wrong's as strong Aske my revengeful arm to strengthen yours As for my fear know you and Greece throughout Enter Euphanes and Conon Our Mother was a Spartan Princess born That never taught me to spell such a word Con. Sir you do tempt your life Euph. Conon no more Do thus as thou wouldst save it Sound Trumpet within Ag. What Trumpet 's this Leo. Beneath I do perceive Two armed men single that gives us summons As they would treat Ag. Let us descend Con. My Lord I would you would excuse me and proceed According to the Queens directions Euph. Friend As thou wouldst wear that title after death Enter below Theanor Agenor Leonidas and Soldiers Perform my charge no Soldier on his life Approach us nearer Con. Safety to both the Princes Loyalty To you Lord General the Queen your Mistriss As well as ours though not to fear to cut Civil dissention from her Land and save Much guiltless blood that uprore ever thirsts And for the safeguard of her Son by me As you demand hath sent the Lord Euphanes To plead his own cause or to suffer death As you shall find him worthy so delivering The Prince back I shall leave him to your Guard Leo. The Queen is good and gracious kiss her hand Ag. And seal our duties Sir depart in peace The. Oh Sir you now perceive when in the scales Nature and fond affection weigh together One poizes like a feather and you know my Lords What 's to be done Euph. Your Highness is unarm'd Please you to use mine and to lead the Army Back to your Mother Conon march you with ' em Con. I will my Lord But not so far as not To bring you help if danger look upon you Exit Euph. Why do you look so strangely fearfully Or stay your deathful hand be not so wise To stop your rage look how unmov'dly here I give my self my Countreys sacrifice An innocent sacrifice Truth laughs at death And terrifies the killer more than kill'd Integrity thus armless seeks her foes And never needs the Target nor the Sword Bow nor invenom'd shafts Leo. We are amaz'd Not at your eloquence but impudence That dare thus front us Ag. Kill him who knows not The iron forehead that bold mischief wears Leo. Forbear a while Agenor I do tremble And something sits like virtue in his face Which the gods keep Euph. Agenor strike Leonidas You that have purchas'd Fame on certain grounds Lose it on supposition smear your hands In guiltless blood laugh at my Martyrdom But yet remember when Posterity Shall read your Volumes fill'd with virtuous acts And shall arrive at this black bloody leaf Noting your foolish barbarisms and my wrong As time shall make it plain what follows this Disciphering any noble deed of yours Shall be quite lost for men will read no more Leo. Why dare you say you are innocent Euph. By all the gods as they Of this foul crime why Gent. pry clean through my life Then weigh these circumstances think you that he Which made day night and men to furies turn'd Durst not trust silence vizors nor her sence That suffer'd but with Charms and Potions Cast her asleep for all this I have enquir'd Acted the Fable of Proserpines Rape The place by all description like to Hell And all to perpetrate unknown his Lust Would fondly in his person bring a Ring And give it a betrothed Wife i th' same house Where the poor injur'd Lady liv'd and groan'd Ag Hell gives us Art to reach the depth of sin Bâ—t leaves us wretched fools when we are in Euph. Had it given me that Art and left me so I would not thus into the Lions jaws Have thrust my self defenceless for your good The Princes safety or the Common-weals You know the Queen deny'd me and sent us Commanders to surprize you and to raze This Tower down we had power enough to do it Or starve you as you saw and not to tender My Person to your wrath which I have done Knowing my heart as pure as infants sleep Leo. What think you Sir Ag.
gods you swore by and as many More of my own I will have fellows and such Fellows in it as shall make noble mirth The Princess your dear Daughter shall stand by me On walls and sung in ballads any thing Urge me no more I know her and her haunts Her layes leaps and out layes and will discover all Nay will dishonour her I know the boy She keeps a handsome boy about eighteen Know what she does with him where and when Come Sir you put me to a womans madness The glory of a fury and if I do not Do it to the height King What boy is this she raves at Meg. Alas good minded Prince you know not these things I am loth to reveal ' em Keep this fault As you would keep your health from the hot air Of the corrupted people or by heaven I will not fall alone what I have known Shall be as publick as a print all tongues Shall speak it as they do the language they Are born in as free and commonly I 'le set it Like a prodigious star for all to gaze at And so high and glowing that other Kingdoms far and Forreign Shall read it there nay travel with it till they find No tongue to make it more nor no more people And then behold the fall of your fair Princess King Has she a boy Cle. So please your Grace I have seen a boy wait On her a fair boy King Go get you to your quarter For this time I 'le study to forget you Meg. Do you study to forget me and I 'le study To forget you Ex. King Meg. and Guard Cle. Why here 's a Male spirit for Hercules if ever there be nine worthies of women this wench shall ride astride and be their Captain Di. Sure she hath a garrison of Devils in her tongue she uttereth such balls of wild-fire She has so netled the King that all the Doctors in the Country will scarce cure him That boy was a strange found out antidote to cure her infection that boy that Princess boy that brave chast vertuous Ladies boy and a fair boy a well spoken boy All these considered can make nothing else but there I leave you Gentlemen Thra. Nay we 'l go wander with you Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Cle. Di. and Thra. Cle. NAY doubtless 't is true Di. I and 't is the gods That rais'd this Punishment to scourge the King With his own issue Is it not a shame For us that should write noble in the land For us that should be freemen to behold A man that is the bravery of his age Philaster prest down from his Royal right By this regardless King and only look And see the Scepter ready to be cast Into the hands of that lascivious Lady That lives in lust with a smooth boy now to be Married to yon strange Prince who but that people Please to let him be a Prince is born a slave In that which should be his most noble part His mind Thra. That man that would not stir with you To aid Philaster let the gods forget That such a Creature walks upon the earth Cle. Philaster is too backward in 't himself The Gentry do await it and the people Against their nature are all bent for him And like a field of standing Corn that 's mov'd With a stiss gale their heads bow all one way Di. The only cause that draws Philaster back From this attempt is the fair Princess love Which he admires and we can now confute Thra. Perhaps he 'l not believe it Di. Why Gentlemen 't is without question so Cle. I 't is past speech she lives dishonestly But how shall we if he be curious work Upon his faith Thra. We all are satisfied within our selves Di. Since it is true and tends to his own good I 'le make this new report to be my knowledge I 'le say I know it nay I 'le swear I saw it Cle. It will be best Thra. 'T will move him Enter Philaster Di. Here he comes Good morrow to your honour We have spent some time in seeking you Phi. My worthy friends You that can keep your memories to know Your friend in miseries and cannot frown On men disgrac'd for vertue A good day Attend you all What service may I do worthy your acceptation Di. My good Lord We come to urge that vertue which we know Lives in your breast forth rise and make a head The Nobles and the people are all dull'd With this usurping King and not a man That ever heard the word or knew such a thing As vertue but will second your attempts Phi. How honourable is this love in you To me that have deserv'd none Know my friends You that were born to shame your poor Philaster With too much courtesie I could afford To melt my self in thanks but my designs Are not yet ripe suffice it that ere long I shall imploy your loves but yet the time is short of what I would Di. The time is fuller Sir than you expect That which hereafter will not perhaps be reach'd By violence may now be caught As for the King You know the people have long hated him But now the Princess whom they lov'd Phi. Why what of her Di. Is loath'd as much as he Phi. By what strange means Di. She 's known a Whore Phi. Thou lyest Di. My Lord Phi. Thou lyest Offers to draw and is held And thou shalt feel it I had thought thy mind Had been of honour thus to rob a Lady Of her good name is an infectious sin Not to be pardon'd be it false as hell 'T will never be redeem'd if it be sown Amongst the people fruitful to increase All evil they shall hear Let me alone That I may cut off falshood whilst it springs Set hills on hills betwixt me and the man That utters this and I will scale them all And from the utmost top fall on his neck Like Thunder from a Cloud Di. This is most strange Sure he does love her Phi. I do love fair truth She is my Mistress and who injures her Draws vengeance from me Sirs let go my arms Thra. Nay good my Lord be patient Cle. Sir remember this is your honour'd friend That comes to do his service and will shew you Why he utter'd this Phi. I ask you pardon Sir My zeal to truth made me unmannerly Should I have heard dishonour spoke of you Behind your back untruly I had been As much distemper'd and enrag'd as now Di. But this my Lord is truth Phi. O say not so good Sir forbear to say so 'T is the truth that all womenkind is false Urge it no more it is impossible Why should you think the Princess light Di. Why she was taken at it Phi. 'T is false O Heaven 't is false it cannot be Can it Speak Gentlemen for love of truth speak Is' t possible can women all be damn'd Di. Why no my Lord. Phi. Why then it cannot
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
about it Arb. Give consent why I will have 'em all that know it rackt to get this from 'em all that wait without come in what ere you be come in and be partakers of my joy O you are welcome Enter Bessus Gentlemen Mardonius and other attendants Arb. The best news nay draw no nearer they all shall hear it I am found no King Mar. Is that so good news Arb. Yes the happiest news that ere was heard Mar. Indeed 't were well for you if you might be a little less obey'd Arb. One call the Queen Mar. Why she is there Arb. The Queen Mardonius Panthea is the Queen and I am plain Arbaces go some one she is in Gobrias house since I saw you there are a thousand things delivered to me you little dream of Exit a Gent. Mar. So it should seem my Lord what fury 's this Gob. Believe me 't is no fury all that he saies is truth Mar. 'T is very strange Arb. Why do you keep your hats off Gentlemen is it to me I swear it must not be nay trust me in good faith it must not be I cannot now command you but I pray you for the respect you bare me when you took me for your King each man clap on his hat at my desire Mar. We will you are not found so mean a man but that you may be cover'd as well as we may you not Arb. O not here you may but not I for here is my Father in presence Mar. Where Arb. Why there O the whole story would be a wilderness to lose thy self for ever O pardon me dear Father for all the idle and unreverent words that I have spoke in idle moods to you I am Arbaces we all fellow-subjects nor is the Queen Panthea now my Sister Bes Why if you remember fellow-subject Arbaces I told you once she was not your Sister I and she lookt nothing like you Arb. I think you did good Captain Bessus Bes Here will arise another question now amongst the Sword-men whether I be to call him to account for beating me now he is proved no King Enter Lygones Mar. Sir here 's Lygones the agent for the Armenian State Arb. Where is he I know your business good Lygones Lyg We must have our King again and will Arb. I knew that was your business you shall have your King again and have him so again as never King was had go one of you and bid Bacurius bring Tigranes hither and bring the Lady with him that Panthea the Queen Panthea sent me word this morrning was brave Tigranes mistress Ex. two Gent. Lyg 'T is Spaconia Arb. I I Spaconia Lyg She is my Daughter Arb. She is so I could now tell any thing I never heard your King shall go so home as never man went Mar. Shall he go on 's head Arb. He shall have chariots easier than air that I will have invented and ne're think one shall pay any ransome and thy self that art the messenger shalt ride before him on a horse cut out of an intire Diamond that shall be made to go with golden wheeles I know not how yet Lyg Why I shall be made for ever they beli'd this King with us and said he was unkind Arb. And then thy Daughter she shall have some strange thing wee 'l have the Kingdom sold utterly and put into a toy which she shall wear about her carelesly some where or other See the vertuous Queen behold the humblest subject that you have kneel here before you Enter Panthea and 1 Gent. Pan. Why kneel you to me that am your Vassal Arb. Grant me one request Pan. Alas what can I grant you what I can I will Arb. That you will please to marry me if I can prove it lawfull Pan. Is that all more willingly than I would draw this air Arb. I 'le kiss this hand in earnest 2 Gent. Sir Tigranes is coming though he made it strange at first to see the Princess any more Enter Tigranes and Spaconia Arb. The Queen thou meanest O my Tigranes Pardon me tread on my neck I freely offer it and if thou beest in given take revenge for I have injur'd thee Tigr. No I forgive and rejoyce more that you hâ—â—â— found repentance than I my liberty Arb. Mayest thou be happy in thy fair choice for thâ—â— art temperate You owe no ransom to the state know thâ—â— I have a thousand joyes to tell you of which yet I dare 〈◊〉 utter till I pay my thanks to Heaven for 'em Will you gâ— with me and help me pray you do Tigr. I will Arb. Take then your fair one with you and you Quâ—â—â— of goodness and of us O give me leave to take you arm in mine come every one that takes delight iâ— goodness help to sing loud thanks for me that I am provâ—â— no King THE SCORNFUL LADY A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Elder Loveless a Sutor to the Lady Young Lov less a Prodigal Savil Steward to Elder Loveless Two Sisters Lady and Martia Your glove or Abigal a waiting Gentlewoman Welford a Sutor to the Lady Sir Roger Curate to the Lady Hangers on to Young Loveless A Captain A Travailer A Poet A Tabaco-man Wenches Fidlers Morecraft an Vsurer A Rich Widow Attendants Actus primus Scena prima Enter the two Lovelesses Savil the Steward and a Page Elder Love BRother is your last hope past to mollifie Morecrafts heart about your Morgage Young Love Hopelesly past I have presented the Usurer with a richer draught than ever Cleopatra swallowed he hath suckt in ten thousand pound worth of my Land more than he paid for at a grip without Trumpets El. Lo. I havâ— as hard a task to perform in this house Yo. Lo. Faith mine was to make an Usurer honest or to lose my Land El. Lo. And mine is to perswade a passionate woman or to leave the Laâ—â— Make the boat stay I fear I shall begin my unfortunate journey this night though the darkness of the night and the â—â—ughness of the waters might easily disswade an unwilling maâ— Savil. Sir your Fathers old friends hold it the sounder course for your body and estate to stay at home and marry and propagate and govern in our Country than to Travel and die without issue El. Lo. Savil you shall gain the opinion of a better servant in seeking to execute not alter my will howsoever my inâ—â—â—nts succeed Yo. Lo. Yoâ— leâ—s Mistres Younglove Brother the grave râ—â—her of your Mistresses toes Enter Mâ—â—tres Younglove the waiting woman El. Lo. Mistres Younglove Young Mâ—ster Loveless truly we thought your sails had been boist â—y Mistres is perswaded you are Sea-sick ere 〈◊〉 El. Lo. Loveâ—â—â—e her ill taken up resolution so dearly 〈◊〉 thou move her from me 〈◊〉 By thâ—â— light that shines there 's no removing her â—â—ngger a still opinion by the end I attempted her to day when they say a woman can deny nothing El. Lo. What critical minute was that Young
When her smock was over her ears but she was no more pliant than if it hung about her heels El. Lo. I prethee deliver my service and say I desire to see the dear cause of my banishment and then for France Young I 'le do 't hark hither is that your Brother El. Lo. Yes have you lost your memory Young As I live he 's a pretty fellow Exit Yo. Lo. O this is a sweet Brache El. Lo. Why she knows not you Yo. Lo. No but she offered me once to know her to this day she loves youth of Eighteen she heard a tale how Cupid struck her in love with a great Lord in the Tilt-yard but he never saw her yet she in kindness would needs wear a Willow-garland at his Wedding She lov'd all the Players in the last Queens time once over she was struck when they acted Lovers and forsook some when they plaid Murthers She has nine Spur-royals and the servants say she hoards old gold and she her self pronounces angerly that the Farmers eldest son or her Mistres Husbands Clerk shall be that Marries her shall make her a joynture of fourscore pounds a year she tells tales of the serving-men El. Lo. Enough I know her Brother I shall intreat you only to salute my Mistres and take leave we 'l part at the Stairs Enter Lady and waiting women Lady Now Sir this first part of your will is performed what 's the rest El. Lo. First let me beg your notice for this Gentleman my Brother Lady I shall take it as a favour done to me though the Gentleman hath received but an untimely grace from youâ— yet my charitable disposition would have been ready to have done him freer courtesies as a stranger than upon those cold commendations Yo. Lo. Lady my salutations crave acquaintance and leave at once Lady Sir I hope you are the master of your own occasions Exit Yo. Lo. and Savil. El. Lo. Would I were so Mistris for me to praise over again that worth which all the world and you your self can see Lady It 's a cold room this Servant El. Lo. Mistris La. What think you if I have a Chimney for 't out here El. Lo. Mistris another in my place that were not tyed to believe all your actions just would apprehend himself wrong'd But I whose vertues are constancy and obedience La. Younglove make a good sire above to warm me after my servants Exordium El. Lo. I have heard and seen your affability to be such that the servants you give wages to may speak La. 'T is true 't is true but they speak toth ' purpose El. Lo. Mistris your will leads my speeches from the purpose But as a man La. A Simile servant This room was built for honest meaners that deliver themselves hastily and plainly and are gone Is this a time or place for Exordiums and Similes and Metaphors If you have ought to say break into 't my answers shall very reasonably meet you El. Lo. Mistris I came to see you La. That 's happily dispatcht the next El. Lo. To take leave of you La. To be gone El. Lo. Yes La. You need not have despair'd of that nor have us'd so many circumstances to win me to give you leave to perform my command is there a third El. Lo. Yes I had a third had you been apt to hear it La. I Never apter Fast good servant fast El. Lo. 'T was to intreat you to hear reason La. Most willingly have you brought one can speak it El. Lo. Lastly it is to kindle in that barren heart love and forgiveness La. You would stay at home El. Lo. Yes Lady La. Why you may and doubtlesly will when you have debaâ—â—d that your commander is but your Mistris a woman a weak one wildly overborn with passions but the thing by her commanded is to see Dovers dreadful cliffe passing in a poor Water-house 〈◊〉 the dangers of the merciless Channel 'twixt that and Callis five long hours sail with three poor weeks victuals El. Lo. You wrong me La. Then to land dumb unable to enquire for an English hoast to remove from City to City by most chargeable Post-horse like one that rode in quest of his Mother tongue El. Lo. You wrong me much La. And all these almost invincible labours performed for your Mistris to be in danger to forsake her and to put on new allegeance to some French Lady who is content to change language with your laughter and after your whole year spent in Tennis and broken speech to stand to the hazard of being laught at at your return and have tales made on you by the Chamber-maids El. Lo. You wrong me much La. Louder yet El. Lo. You know your least word is of force to make me seek out dangers move me not with toyes but in this banishment I must take leave to say you are unjust was one kiss forc't from you in publick by me so unpardonable Why all the hours of day and night have seen us kiss La. 'T is true and so you told the company that heard me chide Elder Lov. Your own eyes were not dearer to than I. Lady And so you told ' em Elder Lo. I did yet no sign of disgrace need to hâ—â— stain'd your cheek you your self knew your pure 〈◊〉 simple heart to be most unspotted and free from the 〈◊〉 baseness Lady I did But if a Maids heart doth but once thâ—â—â— that she is suspected her own face will write her guilty Elder Lo. But where lay this disgrace The world the knew us knew our resolutions well And could it be hopâ— that I should give away my freedom and ventâ—e a perpetual bondage with one I never kist or could â—â—n strict 〈◊〉 doth take too much love upon me from her that chose 〈◊〉 for her Husband Lady Believe me if my Wedding-smock were on Were the Gloves bought and given the Licence come Were the Rosemary-branches dipt and all The Hipochrist and Cakes eat and drunk off Were these two armes incompast with the hands Of Bachelors to lead me to the Church Were my feet in the door were I John said If John should boast a favour done by me I would not wed that year And you I hope When you have spent this year commodiously In atchieving Languages will at your return Acknowledge me more coy of parting with mine eyes Than such a friend More talk I hold not now If you dare go Elder Lo. I dare you know First let me kiss Lady Farewel sweet Servant your task perform'd On a new ground as a beginning Sucor I shall be apt to hear you Elder Lo. Farewel cruel Mistres Exit Lady Enter Young Loveless and Saviâ—â— Young Lo. Brother you 'l hazard the losing your tide to Gravesend you have a long half mile by Land to Greenewich Elder Lo. I go but Brother what yet unheard of course to live doth your imagination flatter you with Your ordinary means are devour'd Young Lo. Course why Horse-coursing
may the curse of a great house fall upon thee I mean the Butler The devil and all his works are in these women would all of my sex were of my mind I would make 'em a new Lent and a long one that flesh might be in more reverence with them Enter Abigal to him Abig. I am sorry M. Welford Wel. So am I that you are here Abig. How does my Ladie use you Wel. As I would use you scurvilie Abig. I should have been more kind Sir Wel. I should have been undone then Pray leave me and look to your sweet meats hark your Ladie calls Abig. Sir I shall borrow so much time without offence Wel. Y' are nothing but offence for Gods love leave me Abig. 'T is strange my Ladie should be such a tyrant Wel. To send you to me 'Pray goe stitch good doe y' are more trouble to me than a Term. Abig. I do not know how my good will if I said love I lied not should any way deserve this Wel. A thousand waies a thousand waies sweet creature let me depart in peace Abig. What Creature Sir I hope I am a woman Wel. A hundred I think by your noise Abig. Since you are angrie Sir I am bold to tell you that I am a woman and a rib Wel. Of a roasted horse Abig. Conster me that Wel. A Dog can doe it better Farwell Countess and commend me to your Ladie tell her she 's proud and scurvie and so I commit you both to your tempter Abig. Sweet Mr. Welford Wel. Avoid old Satanus Go daub your ruines your face looks fouler than a storm the Foot-man stayes for you in the Lobby Lady Abig. If you were a Gentleman I should know it by your gentle conditions are these sit words to give a Gentlewoman Wel. As fit as they were made for ye Sirrah my horses Farwell old Adage keep your nose warm the Rheum will make it horn else Exit Welford Abig. The blessings of a Prodigal young heir be thy companions Welford marry come up my Gentleman are your gums grown so tender they cannot bite A skittish Filly will be your fortune Welford and fair enough for such a packsaddle And I doubt not if my aim hold to see her made to amble to your hand Exit Abigal Enter Young Loveless and Comrades Morecraft Widow Savil and the rest Captain Save thy brave shoulder my young puissant Knight and may thy back Sword bite them to the bone that love thee not thou art an errant man go on The circumcis'd shall fall by thee Let Land and labour fill the man that tills thy sword must be thy plough and Jove it speed Mecha shall sweat and Mahomet shall fall and thy dear name fill up his monument Yo. L. It shall Captain I mean to be a Worthy Cap. One Worthy is too little thou shalt be all Mor. Captain I shall deserve some of your love too Capt. Thou shalt have heart and hand too noble Morecraft if thou wilt lend me mony I am a man of Garrison be rul'd and open to me those infernal gates whence none of thy evil Angels pass again and I will stile thee noble nay Don Diego I 'le woo thy Infanta for thee and my Knight shall feast her with high meats and make her apt Mor. Pardon me Captain y' are beside my meaning Young Lo. No Mr. Morecraft 't is the Captains meaning I should prepare her for ye Capt. Or provok her Speak my modern man I say provoke her Poet. Captain I say so too or stir her to it So say the Criticks Young Lo. But howsoever you expound it sir she 's very welcom and this shall serve for witness And Widow since y' are come so happily you shall deliver up the keyes and free possession of this house whilst I stand by to ratifie Wid. I had rather give it back again believe me 'T is a miserie to say you had it Take heed Young Lo. 'T is past that Widow come sit down some wine there there is a scurvie banquet if we had it All this fair house is yours Sir Savil Savil. Yes Sir Young Lo. Are your keyes readie I must ease your burden Sav. I am readie Sir to be undone when you shall call me to 't Young Lo. Come come thou shalt live better Sav. I shall have less to doe that 's all there 's half a dozen of my friends i' th' fields sunning against a bank with half a breech among 'em I shall be with 'em shortly The care and continuall vexation of being rich eat up this rascall What shall become of my poor familie they are no sheep and they must keep themselves Young Lo. Drink Master Morecraft pray be merrie all Nay and you will not drink there 's no societie Captain speak loud and drink widow a word Cap. Expound her throughly Knight Here God o' gold here 's to thy fair possessions Be a Baron and a bold one leave off your tickling of young heirs like Trouts and let thy Chimnies smoke Feed men of war live and be honest and be saved yet Mor. I thank you worthie Captain for your counsel You keep your Chimnies smoking there your nostrils and when you can you feed a man of War this makes you not a Baron but a bare one and how or when you shall be saved let the Clark o' th' companie you have commanded have a just care of Poet. The man is much moved Be not angrie Sir but as the Poet sings let your displeasure be a short furie and goe out You have spoke home and bitterly to me Sir Captain take truce the Miser is a tart and a wittie whorson Cap. Poet you feign perdie the wit of this man lies in his singers ends he must tell all his tongue fills his mouth like a neats tongue and only serves to lick his hungrie chaps after a purchase his brains and brimstone are the devils diet to a fat usurers head To her Knight to her clap her aboard and slow her Where 's the brave Steward Savil. Here 's your poor friend and Savil Sir Capt. Away th' art rich in ornaments of nature First in thy face thou hast a serious face a betting bargaining and saving face a rich face pawn it to the Usurer a face to kindle the compassion of the most ignorant and frozen Justice Savil. 'T is such I dare not shew it shortly sir Capt. Be blithe and bonny steward Master Morecraft Drink to this man of reckoning Mor. Here 's e'ne to him Savil. The Devil guide it downward would there were in 't an acre of the great broom field he bought to sweep your durtie Conscience or to choak ye 't is all one to me Usurer Young Lo. Consider what I told you you are young unapt for worldly business Is it sit one of such tenderness so delicate so contrarie to things of care should stir and break her better meditations in the bare brokage of a brace of Angels or a new Kirtel though it be
Savil you may eat at my house to preserve life but keep no Fornication in the Stables Ex. om pr. Savil. Sav. Now must I hang my self my friends will look sor't Eating and sleeping I do despise you both now I will run mad first and if that get not pitty I 'le drown my self to a most dismal ditty Exit Savil. Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Abigal sola Abigal ALas poor Gentlewoman to what a misery hath Age brought thee to what a scurvy Fortune Thou that hast been a Companion for Noblemen and at the worst of those times for Gentlemen now like a broken Servingman must beg for favour to those that would have crawl'd like Pilgrims to my Chamber but for an Apparition of me You that be coming on make much of fifteen and so till five and twenty use your time with reverence that your profits may arise it will not tarry with you Ecce signum here was a face but time that like a furfeit eats our youth plague of his iron teeth and draw 'em sor't has been a little bolder here than welcome and now to say the truth I am fit for no man Old men i' th' house of fifty call me Granum and when they are drunk e'ne then when Jonâ— and my Lady are all one not one will do me reason My little Levite hath forsaken me his silver sound of Cittern quite abolish this doleful hymns under my Chamber window digested into tedious learning well fool you leapt a Haddock when you left him he 's a clean man and a good edifier and twenty nobles is his state de claro besides his pigs in posse To this good Homilist I have been ever stubborn which God forgive me for and mend my manners and Love if ever thou hadst care of forty of such a piece of lape ground hear my prayer and fire his zeal so far forth that my faults in this renued impression of my love may shew corrected to our gentle reader Enter Roger. See how negligently he passes by me with what an Equipage Canonical as though he had broken the heart of Bellarmine or added something to the singing Brethren 'T is scorn I know it and deserve it Mr Roger. Rog. Fair Gentlewoman my name is Roger. Abig. Then gentle Roger Rog. Ungentle Abigal Abig. Why Mr Roger will you set your wit to a weak womans Rog. You are weak indeed for so the Poet sings Abig. I do confess my weakness sweet Sir Roger. Rog. Good my Ladies Gentlewoman or my good Ladies Gentlewoman this trope is lost to you now leave your prating you have a season of your first mother in ye and surely had the Devil been in love he had been abused too go Dalilah you make men fools and wear Fig breeches Abi. Well well hard hearted man dilate upon the weak infirmities of women these are fit texts but once there was a time would I had never seen those eyes those eyes those orient eyes Rog. I they were pearls once with you Abi. Saving your reverence Sir so they are still Rog. Nay nay I do beseech you leave your cogging what they are they are they serve me without Spectacles I thank ' em Abig. O will you kill me Rog. I do not think I can Y' are like a Copy-hold with nine lives in 't Abig. You were wont to bear a Christian fear about you For your own worships sake Rog. I was a Christian fool then Do you remember what a dance you led me how I grew qualm'd in love and was a dunce could expound but once a quarter and then was out too and then out of the stinking stir you put me in I prayed for my own issue You do remember all this Abig. O be as then you were Rog. I thank you for it surely I will be wiser Abigal and as the Ethnick Poet sings I will not lose my oyl and labour too Y' are for the worshipfull I take it Abigal Abig. O take it so and then I am for thee Rog. I like these tears well and this humbling also they are Symptomes of contrition If I should fall into my sit again would you not shake me into a quotidian Coxcombe Would you not use me scurvily again and give me possets with purging Confets in 't I tell thee Gentlewoman thou hast been harder to me than a long pedigree Abig. O Curate cure me I will love thee better dearer longer I will do any thing betray the secrets of the main house-hold to thy reformation My Ladie shall look lovingly on thy learning and when true time shall point thee for a Parson I will convert thy egges to penny custards and thy tith goose shall graze and multiply Rog. I am mollified as well shall testifie this faithfull kiss and have a great care Mistris Abigal how you depress the Spirit any more with your rebukes and mocks for certainly the edge of such a follie cuts it self Abigal O Sir you have pierc'd me thorow Here I vow a recantation to those malicious faults I ever did against you Never more will I despise your learning never more pin cards and cony tails upon your Cassock never again reproach your reverend nightcap and call it by the mangie name of murrin never your reverend person more and say you look like one of Baals Priests in a hanging never again when you say grace laugh at you nor put you out at prayers never cramp you more nor when you ride get Sope and Thistles for you No my Roger these faults shall be corrected and amended as by the tenour of my tears appears Rog. Now cannot I hold if I should be hang'd I must crie too Come to thine own beloved and do even what thou wilt with me sweet sweet Abigal I am thine own for ever here 's my hand when Roger proves a recreant hang him i' th' Bel-ropes Enter Lady and Martha Lady Why how now Master Roger no prayers down with you to night Did you hear the bell ring You are courting your slock shall sat well for it Rog. I humbly ask your pardon I 'le clap up Prayers but stay a little and be with you again Exit Roger. Enter Elder Love Lady How dare you being so unworthie a fellow Presume to come to move me any more Elder Lo. Ha ha ha Lady What ails the fellow Elder Lo. The fellow comes to laugh at you I tell you Ladie I would not for your Land be such a Coxcomb such a whining Ass as you decreed me for when I was last here Lady I joy to hear you are wise 't is a rare Jewel In an Elder Brother pray be wiser yet Elder Lo. Me thinks I am very wise I do not come a wooing Indeed I 'le move no more love to your Ladiship Lady What makes you here then El er Lo. Only to see you and be merry Ladie that 's all my business Faith let 's be very merry Where 's little Rogers he 's a good fellow an hour or two well
i' th' house Ser. No Madam Gui. Haste and seek him Go all and every where I 'le not to bed Till you return him take away the lights too The Moon lends me too much to find my fears And those devotions I am to pay Are written in my heart not in this book And I shall read them there without a Taper Ex. Ser. Kneel Enter Rutilio 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 tomb And dyed obscure and innocent not as Nero Smear'd o're with blood Whither have my fears brought me I am got into a house the doors all open This by the largeness of the room the hangings And other rich adornments glistring through The fable masque of night sayes it belongs To one of means and rank no servant stirring Murmur nor whisper Guio. Who 's that Rut. By the voice This is a woman Guio. Stephano Jaspe Julia Who waits 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 Press to my private chamber Whither would you Or what do you seek for Rut. Gracious woman hear me I am a stranger and in that I answer All your demands a most unfortunate stranger That call'd unto it by my enemies pride Have left him dead i' th' streets Justice pursues me And for that life I took unwillingly And in a fair defence I must lose mine Unless 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 dear unto you by your vertues And by your innocence that needs no forgiveness Take pity 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 feel his heart beat 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 need of Enter Officers and Servants with the body of Duarte Page 1 Ser. Now Madam if your wisedom ever could Raise up defences against floods of sorrow That haste to overwhelm you make true use of Your great discretion 2 Ser. Your only son My Lord Duart 's slain 1 Off. His murtherer pursued by us Was by a boy discovered Entring your house and that induced us To press into it for his apprehension Guio. Oh? 1 Ser. Sure her heart is broke Off. Madam Guio. Stand off My sorrow is so dear and pretious to me That you must not partake it suffer it 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 Soul '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 witness Heaven may be pleas'd to pardon Enter Manuel Doctors Surgeons Man 'T is too late Hee 's gone past all recovery now reproof Were but unseasonable when I should give comfort And yet remember Sister Guio. O forbear Search for the murtherer and remove the body And as you think sit give it burial Wretch that I am uncapable of all comfort And therefore I intreat my friends and kinsfolk And you my Lord for some space to forbear Your courteous visitations Man We obey you Exeunt omnes with the body Rut. My Spirits come back and now despair resigns Manet Guiomar Her place again to hope Guio. What ere thou art To whom I have given means of life to witness With what Religion I have kept my promise Come fearless forth but let thy face be cover'd That I hereafter be not forc't to know thee For motherly affection may return My vow once paid to heaven Thou hast taken from me The respiration of my heart the light Of my swoln eyes in his life that sustain'd me Yet my word given to save you I make good Because what you did was not done with malice You are not known there is no mark about you That can discover you let not fear betray you With all convenient speed you can flie from me That I may never see you and that want Of means may be no let unto your journie There are a hundred Crownes you are at the door now And so Farewell for ever Rut. Let me first fall Before your feet and on them pay the duty I owe your goodness next all blessings to you And Heaven restore the joyes I have bereft you With full increase hereafter living be The Goddess stil'd of Hospitalitie Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Leopold and Zenocia Leo. FLing off these sullen clouds you are enter'd now Into a house of joy and happiness I have prepar'd a blessing for ye Zen. Thank ye my state would rather ask a curse Leo. You are peevish And know not when ye are friended I have us'd those means The Lady of this house the noble Lady Will take ye as her own and use ye graciously Make much of what you are Mistris of that beautie And expose it not to such betraying sorrows When ye are old and all those sweets hang wither'd Enter Servant Then sit and sigh Zen. My Autumn is not far off Leo. Have you told your Lady Ser. Yes Sir I have told her Both of your noble service and your present Which she accepts Leo. I should be blest to see her Ser. That now you cannot doe she keeps the Chamber Not well dispos'd and has denied all visits The maid I have in charge to receive from ye So please you render her Leo. With all my service
but a lump a chaos of confusedness dwelt in me then from those eyes shot Love and he distinguish'd and into form he drew my faculties and now I know my Land and now I love too Bri. We had best remove the Maid Char. It is too late Sir I have her figure here Nay sâ—own not 〈◊〉 there are less worthy Souls for younger Brothers this is no form of Silk but Sanctity which wild lascivious hearts can never dignifie Remove her where you will I walk along still for like the light we make no separation you may sooner part the Billows of the Sea and put a barr betwixt their fellowships than blot out my remembrance sooner shut old Time into a Den and stay his motion wash off the swift hours from his downy wings or steal Eternity to stop his glass than shut the sweet Idea I have in me Room for an Elder Brother pray give place Sir Mir. H 'as studied duel too take heed he 'll beat thee H 'as frighted the old Justice into a Feaver I hope he 'll disinherit him too for an Ass for though he be grave with years he 's a great Baby Char. Do not you think me mad Ang. No certain Sir I have heard nothing from you but things excellent Char. You look upon my cloaths and laugh at me my scurvy cloaths Ang. They have rich linings Sir I would your Brother Char. His are gold and gawdie Ang. But touch 'em inwardly they smell of Copper Char. Can ye love me I am an Heir sweet Lady however I appear a poor dependent love you with honour I shall love so ever Is your eye ambitious I may be a great man is' t wealth or lands you covet my Father must die Mir. That was well put in I hope he 'll take it deeply Char. Old men are not immortal as I take it is it you look for youth and handsomness I do confess my Brother 's a handsome Gentleman but he shall give me leave to lead the way Lady Can you love for love and make that the reward The old man shall not love his heaps of Gold with a more doting superstition than I 'le love you The young man his delights the Merchant when he ploughs the angry Sea up and sees the mountain billows falling on him as if all the Elements and all their angers were turn'd into one vow'd destruction shall not with greater joy embrace his safety We 'll live together like two wanton Vines â—â—â—cling our souls and loves in one another we 'll spring together and we 'll bear one fruit one joy shall make us smile and one grief mourn one age go with us and one â—ouâ— of death shall shut our eyes and one grave make us happy Ang. And one hand seal the Match I 'm yours for ever Law Nay stay stay stay Ang. Nay certainly 't is done Sir Bri. These was a contract Ang. Only conditional that if he had the Land he had my love too this Gentleman 's the Heir and he 'll maintain it Pray be not angry Sir at what I say or if you be 't is at your own adventure You have the out-side of a pretty Gentleman but by my troth your inside is but barâ—en 't is not a face I only am in love with nor will I say your face is excellent a reasonable hunting face to court the wind with not they 're not words unless they be well plac'd too not your sweet Dam-mes not your hired Verses not telling me of Clothes nor Coach and Horses no not your visits each day in new Suits nor your black Patches you wear variously some cut like Stars some in Half-moons some Lozenges all which but shew you 〈◊〉 a younger Brother Mir. Gramercy Wench thou hast a noble Soul too Ang. Nor your long travels nor your little knowledgâ— can make me doat upon you Faith go study and gâ—â—â— some goodness that you may shew manly your Broâ—â—â—â— at my suit I 'm sure will teach you or only study hoâ—â— get a Wife Sir Y' are cast far behind 't is good you 〈◊〉 be melancholy it shews like a Gamester that had lost 〈◊〉 mony and 't is the fashion to wear your arm in a skarf 〈◊〉 for your have had a shrewd cut o'er the fingers Lew. But are y'in earnest Ang. Yes believe me Father you shall ne'er choose iâ— me y' are old and dim Sir and th' shadow of the 〈◊〉 Eclips'd your judgment Y' have had your time without control dear Father and you must give me leave to taâ—â— mine now Sir Bri. This is the last time of asking will you set yâ—â— hand to Char. This is the last time of answering I will never Bri. Out of my doors Char. Most willingly Mir. He shall Jew thou of the Tribe of Many aâ—a Coxcomb and never trouble thee more till thy chops be cold fool Ang. Must I be gone too Lew. I will never know thee Ang. Then this man will what Fortune he shall 〈◊〉 Father be 't good or bad I must partake it with him Enter Egremont Egre. When shall the Masque begin Lust 'T is done already all all is broken off I am 〈◊〉 done Friend my Brother 's wise again and has spoil'd 〈◊〉 will not release the Land has won the Wench too Egre. Could he not stay till the Masque was past wâ— ready What a scurvy trick 's this Mir. O you may vanish perform 〈◊〉 at some Hall wheâ— the Citizens Wives may see 't for Six pence a piece and cold Supper Come let 's go Charles And now 〈◊〉 noble Daughter I 'le sell the Tiles of my House e're thâ—â— shalt want Wench Rate up your Dinner Sir and 〈◊〉 it cheap some younger Brother will take 't up in Commâ—dities Send you joy Nephew Eustace if you study 〈◊〉 Law keep your great Pippin-pies they 'll go far with ye Char. I 'd have your blessing Bri. No no meet me no more Farewel thou 〈◊〉 blast mine eyes else Char. I will not Lew. Nor send not you for Gowns Ang. I 'll wear course Flannel first Bri. Come let 's go take some counsel Lew. 'T is too late Bri. Then stay and dine it may be we shall vex'em Exeâ—â—â— Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Brisac Eustace Egremont Cowsy Brisac NE'er talk to me you are no men but Masqueâ— shapes shadows and the signs of men Coâ— bubbles that every breath or breaks or blows away Yâ—â— have no souls no metal in your bloods no heat to stirâ—â— when ye have occasion frozen dull things that must be turn'd with Leavers Are you the Courtiers and 〈◊〉 travell'd Gallants the spritely Fellows that the people 〈◊〉 of Ye have no more spirit than three sleepy sopes Eust What would ye have me do Sir Bri. Follow your Brother and get ye out of doors 〈◊〉 seek your Fortune Stand still becalm'd and let an 〈◊〉 Dotard a hair-brain'd Puppy and a Bookish Boy 〈◊〉 â—ever knew a Blade above a Pen-knife and how to cut â—is meat in
honour'd Sir Let us but know your name that we may worship ye 2 Sold. That we may ever thank Sep. Why call me any thing No matter for my name that may betray me Sce. A cunning thief call him Septinius Souldiers The villain that kill'd Pompey All. How Sep. Call him the shame of men Exit 1 Sold. O that this mony Were weight enough to break thy brains out fling all And fling our curses next let them be mortal Out bloody wolf dost thou come guilded over And painted with thy charitie to poyson us 2 Sold. I know him now may never Father own thee But as a monstrous birth shun thy base memory And if thou hadst a Mother as I cannot Believe thou wert a natural Burden let her womb Be curs'd of women for a bed of vipers 3 Sol. Me thinks the ground shakes to devour this rascal And the kind air turns into foggs and vapours Infectious mists to crown his villanies Thou maist go wander like a thing heaven hated 1 Sold. And valiant minds hold poysonous to remember The Hangman will not keep thee company He has an honourable house to thine No not a thief though thou couldst save his life for 't Will eat thy bread nor one for thirst starv'd drink with thee 2 Sol. Thou art no company for an honest dog And so we 'l leave thee to a ditch thy destiny Exeunt Sep. Contemn'd of all and kic kt too now I find it My valour 's fled too with mine honesty For since I would be knave I must be Coward This 't is to be a Traitor and betrayer What a deformity dwells round about me How monstrous shews that man that is ungratefull I am afraid the very beasts will tear me Inspir'd with what I have done the winds will blast me Now I am paid and my reward dwells in me The wageâ—â—f my fact my soul 's opprest Honest and noble minds you find most rest Exit SCENA III. Enter Ptolomy Achoreus Photinus Achillas Ptol. I have commanded and it shall be so A preparation I have set o' foot Worthy the friendship and the fame of Caesar My Sisters favours shall seem poor and wither'd Nay she her self trim'd up in all her beautys Compar'd to what I 'le take his eyes withall Shall be a dream Pho. Do you mean to shew the glory And wealth of Egypt Ptol. Yes and in that lustre Rome shall appear in all her famous Conquests And all her riches of no note unto it Ach. Now you are reconcil'd to your fair Sister Take heed Sir how you step into a danger A danger of this precipice but note Sir For what Rome ever rais'd her mighty armies First for ambition then for wealth 't is madness Nay more a secure impotence to tempt An armed Guest feed not an eye that conquers Nor teach a fortunate sword the way to be covetous Ptol. Ye judge amiss and far too wide to alter me Yet all be ready as I gave direction The secret way of all our wealth appearing Newly and handsomely and all about it No more disswading 't is my will Ach. I grieve for 't Ptol. I will dazel Caesar with excess of glory Pho. I fear you 'l curse your will we must obey ye Exit SCENA IV. Enter Caesar Antony Dolabella Sceva above Caesar I wonder at the glory of this Kingdom And the most bounteous preparation Still as I pass they court me with Sceva I 'le tell ye In Gaul and Germany we saw such visions And stood not to admire 'em but possess 'em When they are ours they are worth our admiration Enter Cleopatra Ant. The young Queen comes give room Caesar Welcom my dearest Come bless my side Sceva I marry here 's a wonder As she appears now I am no true Souldier If I be not readie to recant Cleo. Be merry Sir My Brother will be proud to do you honour That now appears himself Enter Ptolomy Achoreus Achillas Photinus Apollocorus Pto. Haile to great Caesar My Royal Guest first I will feast thine eyes With wealthy Aegypts store and then thy palate And wait my self upon thee Treasure brought 〈◊〉 Caesar What rich Service What mines of treasure 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' sudden 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 old Nilus We need no dropping rain to cheer the husband-man Nor Merchant that ploughs up the Sea to seek us Within the wealthy womb of reverent Nilus All this is nourish'd who to do thee honour Comes to discover his seven Deities His conceal'd heads unto thee see with pleasure Caesar The matchless wealth of this Land Cleo. Come ye shall hear me Caesar Away let me imagine Cleo. How frown on me The eyes of Caesar wrapt in storms Caesar I am sorry But let me think Musick SONG Enter Isis and three Labourers ISis the Goddess of this Land Bids thee great Caesar understand And mark our Customes and first know With greedy eyes these watch the flow Of plenteous Nilus when he comes With Songs with Daunces Timbrels Drums They entertain him cut his way And give his proud Heads leave to play Nilus himself shall rise and show His matchless wealth in Over-flow Labourers SONG COme let us help the reverend Nile He 's very old alas the while Let us dig him easie wayes And prepare a thousand Playes To delight his streams let 's sing A loud welcom to our Spring This way let his curling Heads Fall into our new made Beds This way let his wanton spawns Frisk and glide it o're the Lawns This way profit comes and gain How he tumbles here amain How his waters haste to fall Into our Channels Labour all And let him in Let Nilus flow And perpetuall plenty show With Incense let us bless the brim And as the wanton fishes swim Let us Gums and Garlands fling And loud our Timbrels ring Come old 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 do him service at his will Follow his rising Flood and pour Perpetuall blessings in our store Hear him and next there will advance His sacred Heads to tread a Dance In honour of my Royal Guest Mark them too and you have a Feast Cleo. A little dross 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 Nilus SONG and Dance MAke room for my rich waters fall and bless my Flood Nilus comes flowing to you all encrease and good Now the
will know this Mother Come good wonder Let you and I be jogging your starv'd trebble Will waken the rude watch else all that be Curious night-walkers may they find my fee. Exit SCENE VII Enter Frederick Fred. Sure he 's gone home I have beaten all the purlews But cannot bolt him if he be a bobbing 'T is not my care can cure him To morrow morning I shall have further knowledge from a Surgeon's Where he lyes moor'd to mend his leaks Enter Constantia Con. I 'm ready And through a world of dangers am flown to ye Be full of haste and care we are undone else Where are your people which way must we travel For Heaven 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 born in Spain Con. As ever you lov'd honour As ever your desires may gain their ends Do a poor wretched woman but this benefit For I am forc'd to trust ye Fred. Y 'ave charm'd me Humanity and honour bids me help ye And if I fail your trust Con. The time 's too dangerous To stay your protestations I believe ye Alas I must believe ye From this place Good noble Sir remove me instantly And for a time where nothing but your self And honest conversation may come near me In some secure place sertle me what I am And why thus boldly I commit my credit Into a strangers hand the fears and dangers That force me to this wild course at more leisure I shall reveal unto you Fred. Come be hearty He must strike through my life that takes ye from me Exeunt SCENE VIII Enter Petruchio Antonio and 2 Gent. Petr. He will sure come Are ye well arm'd Ant. Never fear 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 gamesters make the best game We shall fight close and handsom then 1 Gent. Antonio You are a thought too bloudy Ant. Why all Physicians And penny Almanacks allow the opening Of veins this moneth why do ye talk of bloudy What come we for to fall to cuffes for apples What would ye make the cause a Cudgel quarrel On what terms stands this man is not his honour Open'd to his hand and pickt out like an Oyster His credit like a quaâ—t pot knockt together Able to hold no liquor clear but this point Petr. Speak softly gentle cousin Ant. I 'le speak truly What should men do ally'd to these disgraces Lick o're his enemie sit down and dance him 2 Gent. You are as far o' th' bow hand now Ant. And crie That 's my fine boy thou wilt do so no more child Petr. Here are no such cold pities Ant. By Saint Jaques They shall not find me one here 's old tough Andrew A special friend of mine and he but hold I 'le strike 'em such a hornpipe knocks I come for And the best bloud I light on I profess it Not to scare Coster-mongers If I lose mine own Mine audits cast and farewel five and fifty Pet. Let 's talk no longer place your selves with silence As I directed ye and when time calls us As ye are friends so shew your selves Ant. So be it Exeunt SCENE IX Enter Don John and his Land-lady Land Nay Son if this be your regard John Good Mother Lan. Good me no goods your cousin and your self Are welcom to me whilst you bear your selves Like honest and true Gentlemen Bring hither To my house that have ever been reputed A Gentlewoman of a decent and fair carriage And so behav'd my self John I know ye have Lan. Bring hither as I say to make my name Stink in my neighbours nostrils your Devises Your Brats got out of Alligant and broken oaths Your Linsey Woolsy work your hasty puddings I foster up your filch'd iniquities Y' are deceiv'd in me Sir I am none Of those receivers John Have I not sworn unto you 'T is none of mine and shew'd you how I found it Land Ye found an easie fool that let you get it She had better have worn pasterns John Will ye hear me Lan. Oaths what do you care for oaths to gain your enâ—s When ye are high and pamper'd What Saint know yâ— Or what Religion but your purpos'd lewdness Is to be look'd for of ye nay I will tell ye You will then swear like accus'd Cut-purses As far off truth too and lye beyond all Faulconers I 'me sick to see this dealing John Heaven forbid Mother Lan. Nay I am very sick John Who waits there Ant. Sir within John Bring down the bottle of Canary wine Lan. Exceeding sick Heav'n help me John 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 holiness no weather Not before day could hold ye from the Matins Were these your bo-peep prayers ye ' have pray'd well And with a learned zeal watcht well too your Saint It seems was pleas'd as well still sicker sicker Enter Anthony with a bottle of wine Joh. 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 son you imagine this will mend all John All i' faith Mother Lan. I confess the Wine Will do his part John I 'le pledge ye Lan. But son John Joh. I know your meaning mother touch it once more Alas you look not well take a round draught It warms the bloud well and restores the colour And then we 'll talk at large Land A civil Gentleman A stranger one the Town holds a good regard of John Nay I will silence thee Lan. One that should weigh his fair name oh a stitch Joh. There 's nothing better for a stitch good Mother Make no spare of it as you love your health Mince not the matter Land As I said a Gentleman Lodge in my house now heav'ns my comfort Signior John I look'd for this Lan. I did not think you would have us'd me thus A woman of my credit one heaven knows That lov'd you but too tenderly John Dear Mother I ever found your kindness and knowledge it Lan. No no I am a fool to counsel ye Where 's the infant Come let 's see your Workmanship John None of mine Mother But there 't is and a lusty one Land Heaven bless thee Thou hadst a hasty making but the best is 'T is many a good mans fortune as I live Your own eyes Signior and the nether lip As like ye as ye had spit it John I am glad on 't Lan. Bless me what things are these John I thought my labour Was not all lost 't is gold and these are jewels Both rich and right I hope Lan. Well
one She is loose i' th' hilts by heaven but the world must know A fair way upon vow of marriage Fred. There may be such a slip John And will be Frederick Whil'st the old game 's a foot I fear the boy Will prove hers too I took up Fred. Good circumstance May cure all this yet John There thou hitst it Frederick Come let 's walk in and comfort her her being here Is nothing yet suspected anon I 'le tell thee Wherefore her Brother came who by this light Is a brave noble fellow and what honour H 'as done to me a stranger there be Irons Heating for some will hiss into their heart blouds E're all be ended so much for this time Fred. Well Sir Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Land-lady and Peter Land COme ye do know Pet. I do not by this hand Mistris But I suspect Land What Peter That if egges continue At this price women will ne're be sav'd By their good works Land I will know Peter Ye shall any thing Lyes in my power The Duke of Loraine now Is seven thousand strong I heard it of a fish-wife A woman of fine knowledge Land Sirrah Sirrah Pet. The Popes Bulls are broke loose too and 't is suspected They shall be baited in England Land Very well Sir Peter No 't is not so well neither Land But I say to ye Who is it keeps your Master company Peter I say to you Don John Land I say what woman Peter I say so too Land I say again I will know Peter I say 't is fit ye should Land And I tell thee He has a woman here Peter And I tell thee 'T is then the better for him Land You are no Bawd now Peter Would I were able to be call'd unto it A worshipfull vocation for my elders For as I understand it is a place Fitting my betters far Land Was ever Gentlewoman So frumpt off with a fool well sawcy Sirrah I will know who it is and for what purpose I pay the rent and I will know how my house Comes by these Inflammations if this geer hold Best hang a sign-post up to tell the Signiors Here ye may have lewdness at Liverie Enter Frederick Peter 'T would be a great ease to your age Fred. How now Why what 's the matter Land-lady Land What 's the matter Ye use me decently among ye Gentlemen Fred. Who has abus'd her you Sir Land ' Ods my witness I will not be thus treated that I will not Peter I gave her no ill language Land Thou lyest lewdly Thou tookst me up at every word I spoke As I had been a Mawkin a flurt Gillian And thou thinkst because thou canst write and read Our noses must be â—nder thee Fred. Dare you Sirrah Pet. Let but the truth be known Sir I beseech ye She raves of wenches and I know not what Sir Lan. Go to thou know'st too well thou wicked varlet Thou instrument of evil Peter As I live Sir She is ever thus till dinner Fred. Get ye in I 'le answer you anon Sir Peter By this hand I 'le break your Poslet pan Exit Land Then by this hood I 'le lock the meat up Fred. Now your grief what is' t For I can ghesse Land Ye may with shame enough If there were shame amongst ye nothing thought on But how ye may abuse my house not satisfi'd With bringing home your Bastards to undoe me But you must drill your whores here too my patience Because I bear and bear and carry all And as they say am willing to groan under Must be your make-sport now Fred. No more of these words Nor no more murmurings Lady for you know That I know something I did suspect your anger But turn it presently and handsomely And bear your self discreetly to this woman For such an one there is indeed Land 'T is well son Fre. Leaving your devils Matins and your melancholies Or we shall leave our lodgings Land You have much need To use these vagrant ways and to much profit Ye had that might content At home within your selves too right good Gentlemen Wholsome and ye said handsom But you gallants Beast that I was to believe ye Fred. Leave your suspicion For as I live there 's no such thing Land Mine honour And 't were not for mine honour Fred. Come your honour Your house and you too if you dare believe me Are well enough sleek up your self leave crying For I must have ye entertain this Lady With all civility she well deserves it Together with all secresie I dare trust ye For I have found ye faithfull when you know her You will find your own fault no more words but do it Land You know you may command me Enter Don John John Worshipful Lady How does thy velvet Scabbard by this hand Thou lookst most amiably now could I willingly And 't were not foâ— abusing thy Geneva print there Venture my Body with thee Land You 'll leave this Roguery When you come to my years John By this light Thou art not above fifteen yet a meer Girl Thou hast not half thy teeth come Fred Prithee John Let her alone she has been vex'd already She 'll grow stark mad man John I would see her mad An old mad woman Fred. Prithee be patient John Is like a Millers Maro troubled with tooth-ach She 'll make the rarest faces Fred. Go and do it And do not mind this fellow Land Well Don John There will be times again when O good Mother What 's good for a Carnosity in the Bladder O the green water Mother John Doting take ye Do ye remember that Fred. She has paid ye now Sir Land Clary sweet mother clary Fred. Are ye satisfied Land I 'll never whore again never give petticoats And Wastcoats at five pound apiece good mother Quickly mother now mock on Son John A Devil grind your old Chaps Exit Landlady Fred. By this hand wench I 'll give thee a new hood for this Has she met with your Lordship John Touch-wood take her Enter Anthony She 's a rare ghostly Mother Ant. Below attends ye The Gentlemans man Sir that was with you John Well Sir My time is come then yet if my project hold You shall not stay behind I 'll rather trust Enter Constantia A Cat with sweet milk Frederick by her face I feel her fears are working Const Is there no way I do beseech ye think yet to divert This certain danger Fred. 'T is impossible Their Honours are engag'd Const Then there must be murther Which Gentlemen I shall no sooner hear of Than make one in 't you may if you please Sir Make all go less yet John Lady were 't mine own Cause I could dispense but loaden with my friends trust I must go on though general massacres As much I fear Const Do ye hear Sir for Heavens pity Let me request one love of you Fred. Yes any thing Const This Gentleman I find too resolute Too hot and
fiery for the Cause as ever You did a vertuous deed for honours sake Go with him and allay him your fair temper And noble disposition like wish'd showrs May quench those eating fires that would spoil all else I see in him destruction Fred. I will do it And 't is a wise consideration To me a bounteous favour hark ye John I will go with ye John No. Fred. Indeed I will Ye go upon a hazard no denial For as I live I 'll go John Then make ye ready For I am straight o' horse-back Fred. My Sword on I am as ready as you what my best labour With all the art I have can work upon 'em Be sure of and expect fair end the old Gentlewoman Shall wait upon you she is both grave and private And ye may trust her in all points Const You are noble And so I kiss your hand John That seal for me too And I hope happy issue Lady Const All Heavens Care upon ye and my Prayers John So Now my mind 's at rest Fred. Away 't is late John Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Antonio a Surgeon and 2 Gentlemen 1 Gent. Come Sir be hearty all the worst is past Ant. Give me some Wine Sur. 'T is death Sir Ant. 'T is a Horse Sir To be drest to the tune of Ale only Nothing but sawces to my sores 2 Gent. Fie Antonio You must be govern'd Ant. H 'as given me a damn'd Clyster Only of sand and snow water Gentlemen Has almost scour'd my guts out Sur. I have giv'n you that Sir Is fittest for your state Ant. And here he feeds me With rotten ends of Rooks and drown'd Chickens Stew'd Pericraniums and Pia-maâ—ers And when I go to bed by Heaven 't is true Gentlemen He rolls me up in Lints with Labels at 'em That I am just the man i' th' Almanack In Head and Face is Aries place Sur. Will 't please ye To let your friends see you open'd Ant. Will 't please you Sir To let me have a wench I feel my Body Open enough for that yet Sur. How a Wench Ant. Why look ye Gentlemen thus I am us'd still I can get nothing that I want 1 Gent. Leave these things And let him open ye Ant. D' ye hear Surgeon Send for the Musick let me have some pleasure To entertain my friends besides your Sallads Your green salves and your searches and some Wine too That I may only smell to it or by this light I 'll dye upon thy hand and spoil thy custome 1 Gent. Let him have Musick Enter Rowl with Wine Sur. 'T is in the house and ready If he will ask no more but Wine Musick 2 Gent. He shall not drink it Sur. Will these things please ye Ant. Yes and let 'em sing John Dorrie 2 Gent. 'T is too long Ant. I 'll have John Dorrie For to that warlike tune I will be open'd Give me some drink have ye stopt the leaks well Surgeon All will run out else Surg. Fear not Ant. Sit down Gentlemen And now advance your Plaisters Song of John Dorrie Give 'em ten shillings friends how do ye find me What symptoms do you see now Surg. None Sir dangerous But if you will be rul'd Ant. What time Surg. I can cure you In forty days if you will not transgress me Ant. I have a Dog shall lick me whole in twenty In how long canst thou kill me Surg. Presently Ant. Do it there 's more delight in 't 1 Gent. You must have patience Ant. Man I must have business this foolish fellow Hinders himself I have a dozen Rascals To hurt within these five days good man-mender Stop me with some Parsley like stuft Beef And let me walk abroad Surg. Ye shall walk shortly Ant. For I must find Petrucchio 2 Gent. Time enough 1 Gent. Come lead him in and let him sleep within these three days We 'll beg ye leave to play 2 Gent. And then how things fall We 'll certainly inform ye Ant. But Surgeon promise me I shall drink Wine then too Surg. A little temper'd Ant. Nay I 'll no tempering Surgeon Surg. Well as 't please ye So ye exceed not Ant. Farewell and if ye find The mad Slave that thus slash'd me commend me to him And bid him keep his Skin close 1 Gent. Take your rest Sir Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Constantia and Land-lady Const I have told ye all I can and more than yet Those Gentlemen know of me ever trusting Your Counsel and Concealment for to me You seem a worthy Woman one of those Are seldome found in our Sex wise and vertuous Direct me I beseech ye Land Ye say well Lady And hold ye to that point for in these businesses A Womans Counsel that conceives the matter Do ye mark me that conceives the matter Lady Is worth ten mens engagements She knows something And out of that can work like Wax when men Are giddy-headed either out of Wine Or a more Drunkenness vain Ostentation Discovering all there is no more keep in 'em Than hold upon an Eeles tail Nay 't is held fashion To defame now all they can Const I but these Gentlemen Land Do not you trust to that these Gentlemen Are as all Gentlemen of the same Barrel I and the self same pickle too Be it granted They have us'd ye with respect and fair behaviour Ere since ye came do you know what must follow They are Spaniards Lady Gennets of high mettle Things that will thrash the Devil or his Dam Let 'em appear but cloven Canst Now Heaven bless me Land Mad Colts will court the wind I know 'em Lady To the least hair they have and I tell you Old as I am let but the pint pot bless 'em They 'll offer to my years Const How Land Such rude gambolâ— Const To you Land I and so handle me that oft I am forc'd To fight of all four for my safety there 's the younger Don John the arrantest Jack in all this City The other Time has blasted yet he will stoop If not o'rflown and freely on the quarry Has been a Dragon in his days But Tarmont Don Jenkin is the Devil himself the dog-days The most incomprehensible Whore-master Twenty a night is nothing Beggars Broom-women And those so miserable they look like famine Are all sweet Ladies in his drink Const He 's a handsome Gentleman Pity he should be master of such follies Land He 's ne'r without a noise of Sirynges In 's Pocket those proclaim him birding Pills Waters to cool his Conscience in small Viols With thousand such sufficient emblems the truth is Whose Chastity he chops upon he cares not He flies at all Bastards upon my conscience He has now in making multitudes the last night He brought home one I pity her that bore it But we are all weak Vessels some rich Woman For wise I dare not call her was the mother For it was hung with Jewels the bearing Cloath No less than Crimson Velvet Const How Land 'T
like Brothers Petr. A rare fellow Vec. And what ye see stir not at nor use a word Until I ask ye for what shall appear Is but weak apparition and thin air Not to be held nor spoken to Knocking within John Frederick and a Servant within Duke We are counsell'd Vec. What noise is that without there Fred. within We must speak with him Serv. within He 's busie Gentlemen John within That 's all one friend We must and will speak with him Duke Let 'em in Sir We know their tongues and business 't is our own And in this very cause that we now come for They also come to be instructed Vec. Let 'em in then Sit down I know your meaning Enter Frederick John and Servant Fred. The Duke before us Now we shall sure know something Vec. Not a question But make your Eyes your Tongues John This is a strange Jugler Neither indent before-hand for his payment Nor know the Breadth of the business sure his Devil Comes out of Lapland where they sell men Winds For dead drink and old Doublets Fred. Peace he conjures John Let him he cannot raise my Devil Fred. Prithee Peace Vec. Appear appear And you soft Winds so clear That dance upon the leaves and make them sing Gentle Love-lay to the Spring Gilding all the Vaies below With your Verdure as ye blow Raise these forms from under ground With a soft and happy sound Soft Musick John This is an honest Conjurer and a pretty Poet I like his words well there 's no bumbast in 'em But do you think now he can cudgel up the Devil With this short Staff of Verses Fred. Peace the Spirits 2 shapes of women passing by John Nay and they be no worse Vec. Do ye know these faces Duke No. Vec. Sit still upon your lives then and mark what follows Away away John These Devils do not paint sure Have they no sweeter shapes in Hell Fred. Hark now John Constantia passes by John I marry this moves something like this Devil Carries some metal in her gate Vec. I find ye You would see her face unvail'd Duke Yes Vec. Be uncovered Duke O Heaven Vec. Peace Pet. See how she blushes John Frederick This Devil for my mony this is she Boy Why dost thou shake I burn Vec. Sit still and silent Duke She looks back at me now she smiles Sir Vec. Silence Duke I must rise or I burst Exit Constantia Vec. Ye see what follows Duke O gentle Sir this shape agen Vec. I cannot 'T is all dissolv'd again this was the Figure Duke The very same Sir No hope once more to see it Vec. You might have kept it longer had ye 〈◊〉 Now 't is impossible Du. No means to find it Vec. Yes that there is sit still a while ther◠〈◊〉 To thaw the wonder from your hearts 〈◊〉 welâ— Exit Vâ—â— John This Conjurer is a right good fellow too A Lad of mettle two such Devils more Would make me a Conjurer what wine is it Fred. Hollock John The Devil 's in it then look how it dances Well if I be Pet. We are all before ye That 's your best comfort Sir John By th' Mass brave Wine Nay and the Devils live in this Hell I dare venture Within these two months yet to be delivered Of a large Legion of ' em Enter Vecchio Du. Here he comes Silence of all sides Gentlemen Vec. Good your Grace Observe a stricter temper and you too Gallants You 'll be deluded all else This merry D v l That next appears for such a one you 'll find it Must be call'd up by a strange incantation A Song and I must sing it 'pray bear with me And pardon my rude Pipe for yet ere paâ—ting Twenty to one I please ye Du. We are arm'd Sir Pet. Nor shall you see us more trangress Fred. What think'st thou Now John John Why now do I think Frederick And if I think amiss Heaven pardon me This honest Conjurer with some four or five Of his good fellow Devils and my self Shall be yet drunk ere midnight SONG COme away thou Lady gay Hoist how she stumbles Hark how she mumbles Dame Gillian Answer 〈…〉 By old Claret I enlarge thee By Canary thus I charâ—e thee By Britain Matâ—â—wghn and â—eâ—ter Appear and answer me in meeter Answer You 'll tarry 〈…〉 Once again I conjure thee By the Pose in thy Nose And the Gout in thy Toes By thine old dryed Skin And the Mummie within By thy little little Ruff And thy Hood that 's made of Stuff By thy Bottle at thy Breech And thine old salt Itch By the Stakes and the Stones That have worn out thy Bones Appear Appear Appear Answer Oh I am here Fred. Peace he conjures John Why this is the Song Frederick twenty pound now To see but our Don Gillian Enter Land lady and the Child Fred. Peace it appears John I cannot peace Devils in French hoods Frederick Satans old Syringes Duke What 's this Vec. Peace John She Boy Fred. What dost thou mean John She Boy I say Fred. Ha John She Boy The very Child too Frederick Fred. She laughs on us Aloud John has the Devil these affections I do believe 't is she indeed Vec. Stand still John I will not Who calls Jeronimo from his naked Bed Sweet Lady was it you if thou beest the Devil First having crost my self to keep out wildfire Then said some special Prayers to defend me Against thy most unhallowed Hood have at thee Land Hold Sir I am no Devil John That 's all one Land I am your very Landlady John I defie thee Thus as St. Dunstan blew the Devil's Nose With a pair of tongs even so Right Worshipful Land Sweet Son I am old Gillian Duke This is no Spirit John Art thou old Gillian flesh and bone Land I am Son Vec. Sit still Sir now I 'll shew you all Ex. Vec. John Where 's thy Bottle Land Here I beseech ye Son John For I know the Devil Cannot assume that shape Fred. 'T is she John certain John A hogs pox o' your mouldy chaps what makes you Tumbling and juggling here Land I am quit now Seignior For all the pranks you plaid and railings at me For to tell true out of a trick I put Upon your high behaviours which was a lie But then it serv'd my turn I drew the Lady Unto my Kinsman 's here only to torture Your Don-ships for a day or two and secure her Out of all thoughts of danger here she comes now Enter Vecchio and Constantia Duke May I yet speak Vec. Yes and embrace her too For one that loves you dearer Duke O my Sweetest Pet. Blush not I will not chide ye Const To add more Unto the joy I know I bring ye see Sir The happy fruit of all our Vows Duke Heavens Blessing Be round about thee ever John Pray bless me too For if your Grace be well instructed this way You 'll find the keeping half the getting Duke How
horribly For want of fleshly Physick they say I am too young And that 't will spoyle my growth but could you help me Con. Meet me to morrow man no more Euph. You think now Ye have open'd such a shame to me of travell By shewing these thin Cubs ye have honour'd us Against your will proclaim'd us excellent Three Frails of Sprats carried from Mart to Mart Are as much Meat as these to more use travell'd A bunch of bloted fools me thinks your judgment Should look abroad sometimes without your envy Cra. Such are most of you so I take my leave And when you find your Womens favor fail 'T is ten to one you 'l know your self and seek me Upon a better Muster of your manners Con. This is not handsome Sir Euph. Pray take your pleasure You wound the wind as much Cra. Come you with me I have business for you presently there 's for your Wine I must confess I lost it On. Shall I steal 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 think I would Such noted men as you Onos Vnc. Tut. We are your Servants Exeunt Euph. That thing they would keep in everlasting nonage My brother for his own ends has thrust on Upon my Mistriss 't is true he shall be rich If ever he can get that Rogue his Unkle To let him be of years to come to inherit it Now what the main drift is Con. Say ye so no more words I 'll keep him company till he be of years Though it be a hundred years but I 'll discover it And ten to one I 'll cross it too Euph. You are honest And I shall study still your love farewell Sir For these few hours I must desire your pardon I have business of importance once a day At least I hope you 'll see me I must see you else So once more ye are welcome Con. All my thanks 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 go 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 Books and all discourse Have now no Patron nor direction But glorified 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 Soul for anguish gods nor men Should tollerate such disproportion The. And yet is he belov'd whether 't be virtue Or seeming virtue which he makes the cloak To his ambition Cra. Be it which it will Your Highness is too tame your eyes too film'd To see this and sit still the Lion should not Tremble to hear the bellowing of the Bull Nature excuse me though he be my Brother You are my Countries Father therefore mine One parallel line of Love I bend on him All lines of love and duty meet in you As in their Center therefore hear and weigh What I shall speak You know the Queen your Mother Did from a private state your Father raise So all your Royalty you hold from her She is older than she was therefore more doating And what know we but blindness of her love That hath from underneath the foot of fortune Set even Euphanes foot on fortunes head Will take him by the hand and cry Leap now Into my bed 't is but a trick of age Nothing impossible The. What do you infer on this Cra. Your pardon Sir With reverence to the Queen yet why should I Fear to speak plain what pointeth to your good A good old Widow is a hungry thing I speak of other Widows not of Queens The. Speak to thy purpose Cra. I approach it Sir Should young Euphanes claspe the Kingdome thus And please the good old Lady some one night What might not she be wrought to put on you Quite to supplant your birth neither is she Past children as I take it The. Crates Thou shak'st me Thou that dost hate thy Brother for my love In my love find one henceforth be my brother This Gyant I will fell beneath the earth I will shine out and melt his artful wings Euphanes from my mothers sea of favors Spreads like a River and runs calmly on Secure yet from my stormes like a young pine He grows up planted under a fair Oake Whose strong large branches yet do's shelter him And every Traveller admires his beauty But like a wind I 'l work into his crancks Trouble his stream and drown all Vessels that Ride on his Greatness under my Mothers arms Like to a stealing tempest will I search And rend his root from her protection Cra. I now Theanor speaks like Prince Theanor The. But how shall we provoke him to our snares He has a temper malice cannot move To exceed the bounds of judgement he is so wise That we can pick no cause to affront him Cra. No What better than his crossing your intent The suit I had to ye Conons forfeit state Before he travel'd for a Riot he Hath from your Mother got restored to him The. Durst he what is this Conon Cra. One that hath As people say in foreign Countries pleasur'd him Enter Onos Vncle Tutor Neanthes Sosicles Eraton But now no more They have brought the Travellors I told you of That 's the sweet youth that is my Brothers Rivall That curles his head for he has little hair And paints his vizor for it is no face That so desires to follow you my Lord Shew 'em some countenance and it will beget Our sport at least The. What villanous Crab-tree legs he makes His shins are full of true-love knots Cra. His legs were ever villanous since I knew him Era. Faith his Uncles shanks are somewhat the better Nea. But is' t possible he should believe he is not of age He is 50. man in 's Jubile I warrant s'light he Looks older then a groat the very stamp on 's face is why Worne out with handling Sos Why I tell you all men believe it when they hear him speak He utters such single matter in so infantly a voice Nea. He looks as like a fellow that I have seen accommodate Gentlemen with Tobacco in our Theaters Onos Most illustrious Prince Era. A pox on him he is guelt how he trebles Onos I am a Gentleman a both sides Tut. He means sot'please your highness both by Father and Mother Sos Thou a Gentleman thou an Ass Nea. He is nere the farther from being a Gent. I assure you Tut. May it please your Grace I am another Nea. He is another Ass he
Take comfort gentle Madam you know well Even actual sins committed without will Are neither sins nor shame much more compell'd Your honor 's no whit less your Chastity No whit impair'd for fair Merione Is more a Virgin yet then all her Sex Alass 't is done why burne these Tapers now Wicked and frantick Creatures joy in night Leo. Imagine faire Merione had dream'd She had been ravish'd would she sit thus then Excruciate Mer. Oh. Bel. Fye fye how fond is this What reason for this surfeit of remorse How many that have done ill and proceed Women that take degrees in wantonness Commence and rise in rudiments of Lust That feel no scruple of this tenderness Mer. Pish Bel. Nor are you matchless in mishap even I Do bear an equal part of misery That love belov'd a man the Crown of men Whom I have friended and how raised 't is better That all do know and speak it than my self When he sail'd low I might have made him mine Now at his full gale it is questionable If ever I o're-take him Ag. Wherefore sits My Phebe shawdowed in a sable cloud Those pearly drops which thou let 's fall like beades Numbring on them thy vestal Orisons Alas are spent in vain I love thee still In mid'st of all these showres thou sweetlier sent'st Like a green Meadow on an April day In which the Sun and west-wind play together Striving to catch and drink the balmy drops Enter Euphanes and Servant Ser. The Lord Euphanes Madam Exit Mer. Ag. Poor Merione She loathes the light and men Exit Euph. The virtuous gods preserve my Mistriss Bel. O my most honor'd Lord those times are chang'd Euph. Let times and men change could Heaven change Should never change to be devoted ever Euphanes To fair Beliza should my load of honors Or any Grace which you were Author of Detract mine honor and diminish Grace The gods forbid you here behold your servant Your Creature gentle Lady whose sound sleeps You purchas'd for him whose food you paid for Whose garments were your charge whose first preferment You founded then what since the gracious Queen Hath or can rear is upon your free Land And you are Mistris of Bel. Mock me not gentle Lord You shine now in too high a sphear for me We are Plannets now disjoyn'd for ever yet Poor superstitious innocent that I am Give leave that I may lift my hands and love Not in Idolatry but perfect zeal For credit me I repent nothing I have done But were it to begin would do the same Euph. There are two Seas in Corinth and two Queens And but there not two such in the spacious Universe I came to tender you the man you have made And like a thankful stream to retribute All you my Ocean have enrich'd me with You told me once you 'ld marry me Bel. Another mock you were wont to play fair play You scorn poor helps he that is sure to win May slight mean hearts whose hand commands the Queen Euph. Let me be held the Knave through all the Stock When I do slight my Mistris you know well The gracious inclination of the Queen Who sent me leave this morning to proceed To marry as I saw convenience And a great gift of Jewels Three days hence The general sacrifice is done to Vesta And can you by then be accommodated Your servant shall wait on you to the Temple Bel. Till now I never felt a real joy indeed Euph. Here then I seal my duty here my love Till which vouchsafe to wear this Ring dear Mistris 'T was the Queens Token and shall celebrate Our Nuptialls Bel. Honour still raise and preserve My honor'd Lord as he preserves all honor Exit Euph. Enter Agenor Leonidas Merione Ag. Why shift you places thus Merione And will not lend a word Could'st thou so soon Leave sorrow as the place how blest were I But 't will not be grief is an impudent guest A follower every where a hanger on That words nor blows can drive away Leo. Dear Sister Bel. Who can be sad out with these Tragick Lights And let day repossess her natural howres Tear down 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 grief 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 virtuous 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 return Mer. Oh hide that fatal Ring Where had it you Beliza Bel. What hid fate Depends on it Euphanes gave it me As holy pledge of future Mariage Mer. Then is Euphanes the foul Ravisher Let me speak this and dye That dismal 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 redress on him Chief servant to the Queen 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 What 's to be done Leonidas Exit Leo. Why this Amazement takes up all my faculties The plagues of gods and men will muster all To avenge this tyranny Oh frontless man To dare do ill and hope to bear it thus First let 's implore then cure Ag. Who who can trust The gentle looks and words of two-fac'd man Like Corinths double torrent you and I Will rush upon the Land nor shall the Queen Defend this Villain in his villany Lusts violent flames can never be withstood Nor quench'd but with as violent streams of blood Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Crates Vncle Tutor and Onos Ono. THinks he to carry her and live Cra. It seems so And she will carry him the story says On. Well hum Have I for this thou fair but falsest fair Stretch'd this same simple leg over the Sea What though my bashfulness and tender years Durst ne're reveal 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 speaks in ryme Cra. Oh love would make a dog howle in ryme Of all the Lovers yet I have heard or read This is the strangest but his Guardian And you his Tutor should inform him better Thinks he that love is answer'd by instinct Tut. He should make means For certain Sir his bashfulness undo's him For from his Cradle h 'had a shameful face Thus walks he night and day eats not a bit Nor sleeps one jot
can go farther yet Jul. 'T is far enough Let us attone it here And in a reconciled circle fold Our friendship new again Bel. The sign 's in Gemini An auspicious house 't has join'd both ours again Jul. You cannot proclaim me coward now Don Bellides Bel. No thou 'rt a valiant fellow so am I I 'll fight with thee at this hug to the last leg I have to stand on or breath or life left Jul. This is the salt unto humanity And keeps it sweet Bel. Love oh life stinks without it I can tell you news Jul. Good has long been wanting Bel. I do suspect and I have some proof on 't So far as a Love-Epistle comes to That Antonio your Nephew and my daughter Ismenia are very good friends before us Jul. That were a double wall about our houses Which I could wish were built Bel. I had it From Antonio's Intimate Don Martin And yet me thought it was no friendly part To show it me Jul. Perhaps 't was his consent Lovers have policies as well as Statesmen They look not always at the mark they aim at Bel. Wee 'll take up cudgels and have one bowt with 'em They shall know nothing of this union And till they find themselves most desperate Succor shall never see ' em Jul. I 'll take your part Sir Bel. It grows late there 's a happy day past us Jul. The example I hope to all behind it Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Aminta above with a Taper Am. Stand fair light of Love which epithite and place Adds to thee honour to me it would be shame We must be weight in love no grain too light Thou art the Land-mark but if love be blind As many that can see have so reported What benefit canst thou be to his darkness Love is a jewel some say inestimable But hung at the ear deprives our own sight And so it shines to others not our selves I speak my skill I have only heard on 't But I could wish a nearer document Alass the ignorant desire to know Some say Love 's but a toy and with a but. Now methinks I should love it ne'er the worse A toy is harmless sure and may be plaid with It seldome goes without his adjunct pretty A pretty toy we say 't is meeter to joy too Well here may be a mad night yet for all this Here 's a Priest ready and a Lady ready A chamber ready and a bed ready 'T is then but making unready and that 's soon done My Lady is my Cosen I my self Which is nearest 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 be 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 eyes suspiciously upon us Mar. Your Jealousie nothing else or such perhaps As are afraid as much of us who knows But about the like business but for your fears sake I 'll advise and intreat 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 Battle goes See you the Beacon yonder Ant. Yes we are near 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 stairs 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 own Mar. Quench the light thine eyes 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 broil 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 feel'st if thou be'st down Such dangers stand betwixt us and our ioyes 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 wretchedness I shall not rest in 't â—f I had all my pleasures there within â— 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 own Soul and body mine church and chamber mine Totally mine Ism Dar'st thou face thy falshood Am. Shall I not give a welcome 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 Enter Antonio Ant. Where is he do you turn your shame from me You 'r a blind Adulteress 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 call'd me a foul name it was not mine He took me for another sure Enter Bellides Bell. Ha are you there Where 's your sweet heart I have found you Traytor To my house wilt league with mine enemy You 'll shed his blood you 'll say hah will you so And fight with your heels upwards No Minion â— have a husband for you since y' are so rank 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 Pea-Hen Ism Then
the spume of Cocitus do ye snarle you black Jill she looks like the Picture of America Val. Why stay we now Mir. This last petition to the Court I may bequeath the keeping of my Fort To this my kinsman toward the maintenance Of him and his fair virtuous wife discreet Loyal and valiant I dare give him you Val. You must not ask in vain Sir Col. My best thanks To you my noble Cosin and my service To the whole Court may I deserve this bounty Val. Proceed to th' ceremony one of our Esguard Degrade Mountferrat first Mount I will not sue For mercy 't were in vain fortune thy worst Musick An Altar discover'd with Tapers and a Book on it The two Bishops stand on each side of it Mountferrat as the Song is singing ascends up the Altar See see the stain of honor virtues foe Of Virgins fair fames the foul overthrow That broken hath his oath of chastity Dishonor'd much this holy dignity Off with his Robe expell him forth this place Whilst we rejoyce and sing at his disgrace Val. Since by thy actions thou hast made thy self Unworthy of that worthy sign thou wear'st And of our sacred order into which For former virtues we receiv'd thee first According to our Statutes Ordinances For praise unto the good a terror to The bad and an example to all men We here deprive thee of our habit and Declare thee unworthy our society From which we do expell thee as a rotten Corrupted and contagious member Esq Using th' authority th' Superior Hath given unto me I untie this knot And take from thee the pleasing yoak of heaven We take from off thy breast this holy cross Which thou hast made thy burthen not thy prop Thy spurs we spoil thee of leaving thy heels Bare of thy honor that have kick'd against Our Orders precepts next we reave thy sword And give foe to goodness and to Heaven Last 'bout thy stiffneck we this halter hang And leave thee to the mercy of thy Court. Val. Invest Miranda SONG Fair child of virtue honors bloom That here with burning zeal dost come With joy to ask the white cross cloak And yield unto this pleasing yoak That being young vows chastity And choosest wilful poverty As this flame mounts so mount thy zeal thy glory Rise past the Stars and fix in Heaven thy story 1 Bish Whar crave you gentle Sir Mir. Humble admittance To be a brother of the holy Hospital Of great Jerusalem 2 Bish Breathe out your vow Mir. To heaven and all the bench of Saints above Whose succor I implore t' enable me I vow henceforth a chaste life not to enjoy Any thing proper to my self obedience To my superiors whom Religion And Heaven shall give me ever to defend The virtuous fame of Ladies and to oppugne Even unto death the Christian enemy This do I vow to accomplish Esq Who can tell Has he made other vow or promis'd marriage To any one or is in servitude All. He 's free from all these 1 Bish Put on his spurs and girt him with the sword The scourge of Infidels and tipes of speed Buildst thy faith on this Mir. On him that dy'd On such a sacred figure for our sins 2 Bish Here then we fix it on thy left side for Thy increase of faith Christian defence and service To th' poor and thus near to thy heart we plant it That thou maist love it even with all thy heart With thy right hand protect preserve it whole For if thou fighting ' gainst heavens enemies Shalt flie away abandoning the cross The Ensign of thy holy General With shame thou justly shalt be robb'd of it Chas'd from our company and cut away As an infectious putrified limb Mir. I ask no favour 1 Bish Then receive the yoak Of him that makes it sweet and light in which Thy soul find her eternal rest Val. Most welcome All. Welcome our noble Brother Val. Break up the Court Mountferrat though your deeds Conspiring ' gainst the lives of innocents Hath forfeited your own we will not stain Our white cross with your blood your doom is theâ— o marry this coagent of your mischiefs Which done we banish you the continent If either after three daies here be found The hand of Law laies hold upon your lives Nor. Away French stallion now you have a Barbary mare of your own go leap her and engender young devilings Val. We will find something noble Norandine To quit your merit so to civil feasts According to our customs and all pray The dew of grace bless our new Knight to day Exeuâ—â— FINIS Loves Cure or the Martial Maid A COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Assistant or Governor Vitelli a young Gentleman enemy to Alvarez Lamoral a fighting Gallant friend to Vitelli. Anastro an honest Gentleman friend to Vitelli Don Alvarez a noble Gent. Father to Lucio and Clara. Siavedra a friend to Alvarez Lucio Son to Alvarez a brave young Gent. in womans habit Alguazeir a sharking panderly Constable of worship Pachieco a Cobler Mendoza a Botcher Metaldie a Smith Lazarillo Pachieco his hungry servant Bobbadilla a witty knave servant to Eugenia and Steward vant to Alvarez Herald Officer WOMEN Eugenia a virtuous Lady wife to Don Alvarez Clara Daughter to Eugenia a martial Maid valiant and chaste enamoured of Vitelli. Genevora Sister to Vitelli in love with Lucio Malroda a wanton Mistiriss of Vitelli. The Scene Sevil. A PROLOGUE At the reviving of this PLAY STatues and Pictures challenge price and fame If they can justly boast and prove they came From Phidias or Apelles None denie Poets and Painters hold a sympathy Yet their works may decay and lose their grace Receiving blemish in their Limbs or Face When the Minds Art has this preheminence She still retaineth her first excellence Then why should not this dear Piece be esteem'd Child to the richest fancies that e'r teem'd When not their meanest off-spring that came forth But bore the image of their Fathers worth Beaumonts and Fletchers whose desert out-wayes The best applause and their least sprig of Boyes Is worthy Phaebus and who comes to gather Their fruits of wit he shall not rob the treasure Nor can you ever surfeit of the plenty Nor can you call them rare though they be dainty The more you take the more you do them right And we will thank you for your own delight Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Vitelli Lamoral Anastro Vit. ALvarez pardon'd Ana. And return'd Lamo. I saw him land At St. Lucars and such a general welcome Fame as harbinger to his brave actions Had with the easie people prepar'd for him As if by his command alone and fortune Holland with those low Provinces that hold out Against the Arch-Duke were again compell'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 Sevil To save his life than forfeited to Law For
I 'll put my nails in deeper Is it good whoring whoring ye base rascal Is it good tempting men with strings to ride ye So I 'll 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 Devil go with him Mistriss Has harrowed me plough'd Land was ne'r so harrow'd I had the most adoe to save mine eyes Isab Has paid thee â—â—t I 'll heal all again with good Gold Jaquenet H 'as damned nails Jaq. They are ten-penny nails I think Mistriss I 'll undertake he shall strike 'em through an inch board Isab Go up and wash thy self take my Pomatum And now let me alone to end the Tragedy Jaq. You had best beware Isab I shall deal stoutly with him Reach me my Book and see the door 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 jewel Isab Who 's there what mad-man knocks is this an hour And in mine Husband's absence Lop. Within Will ye open You know my voice ye whore I am that Husband Do you mark her subtilty but I have paid her I have so ferk'd her face here 's the blood Gentlemen Ecce signum I have spoil'd her Goatish beauty Observe her how she looks now how she is painted Oh 't is the most wicked'st whore and the most treacherous Enter Lopez Bartello Gent. and two Gentlewomen Gent. Here walks my cosin full of meditation Arm'd with religious thoughts Bar. Is this the monster 1 Gentlew. Is this the subject of that rage you talk'd of That naughty woman you had pull'd a-pieces 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 brains Lop. 'T is she sure Gent. Where 's the scratch'd face ye spoke of the torn garments And all the hair pluck'd off her head Bar. Believe me 'T were better far you had lost your pair of pibbles Than she the least adornment of that sweetness Lop. Is not this blood 1 Gentlew. This is a monstrous folly A base abuse Isab Thus he does ever use me And sticks me up a wonder not a woman Nothing I doe but 's subject to suspition Nothing I can do able to content him Bar. Lopez you must not use this 2 Gentlew. 'T were not amiss Sir To give ye sauce to your meat and suddainly 1 Gentlew. You that dare wrong a woman of her goodness Thou have a Wife thou have a Bear ty'd to thee To scratch thy jealous itch were all o' my mind I mean all women we would disburthen ye Of that that breeds these fits these dog-flaws 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 'll come anon he hang him poor pompillion How like a wench bepist he looks I 'll come Lady Lopez The Law must teach ye what a wife is A good a virtuous wife Isab I 'll ne'r live with him I crave your loves all to make known my cause That so a fair Divorce may pass between us I am weary of my life in danger hourly Bar. You see how rude you are I will not miss ye Unsufferable rude I 'll pay him soundly You should be whipt in Bedlam I 'll reward him 2 Gentlew. Whipping 's too good Lop. I think I am alive still And in my wits Bar. I 'll put a trick upon him And get his goods confiscate you shall have 'em I will not fail 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 fouly wrong'd her Hung scandalous and course opinions on her Which now you find but children of suspition Ask her forgiveness shew a penitence She is my kinswoman and what she suffers Under so base and beastly jealousies I will redresâ— else I 'll seek satisfaction Bar. Why every boy i' th' Town will piss upon thee Lop. I am sorry for 't 1 Gentlew. Down o' your marrow-bones Lop. Even sorry from my heart forgive me sweet wife Here I confess most freely I have wrong'd ye As freely here I beg a pardon of ye From this hour no debate no cross suspition Isab To shew ye Sir I understand a wives part Thus I assure my love and seal 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 does the Devil work upon my weakness Tell me the trick of this and tell me freely Isab Will then that satisfie ye Lop. If ye deal ingeniously Isab I 'll tell ye all and tell ye true and freely Bartello was the end of all this jealousie Hâ—s oâ—ten 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 you take him finely Too poor a pennance for the wrong his wife bears His worthy virtuous wife I felt it sensibly When ye took 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 certain Next time he comes as long he cannot tarry Your self shall see and hear his lewd temptations Lop. Till then I am satisfied and if this prove true Hence-forward Mistriss of your self I give ye And I to serve ye For my lusty Captain I 'll make him dance and make him think the Devil Claws at his breech and yet I will not hurt him Come now to bed and prove but constant this way I 'll prove the man you ever wished Isab You have blest me Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Silvio Silv. VVHat labour and what travel have I run through And through what Cities to absolve this Riddle Diviners Dreamers School-men deep Magicians All have I try'd and all give several meaning And from all hope of any future happiness To this place am I come at length the Countrey The people simple plain and harmless witty Whose honest labours Heaven rewards with plenty Of Corn Wine Oyl which they again as thankful To their new Crops new pastimes celebrate And crown their joyful harvests with new voices By a rich Farmer here I am entertain'd And rank'd among the number of his servants Not guessing what I am but what he would have me Here may be so much wit though much I fear it
still With my virtue and my skill Still increase and build thy name Chuse now Silvio here I am Sil. I know not what to say which way to turn me Into thy Soveraign will I put my answer Bel. I thank ye Sir and my Will thus rewards ye Take your old Love your best your dearest Silvio No more Spells now nor further shapes to alter me I am thy Belvidere indeed Dear Mother There is no altering this heavens hand is with it And now you ought to give me he has fairly won me Sil. But why that Hag Bel. In that shape most secure still I followed all your fortunes serv'd and counsell'd ye I met ye at the Farmers first a Countrey wench Where fearing to be known I took that habit And to make ye laughing sport at this mad marriage By secret aid of my friend Rhodope We got this Maske Sil. And I am sure I have ye Bel. For ever now for ever Dutch You see it must be The wheel of destiny hath turn'd it round so Sy. It must it is and curs'd be he that breaks it Dutch I 'll put a choice to you Sir ye are my prisoner Sy. I am so and I must be so till it please you Dutch Chuse one of these either to pay a Ransom At what a rate I shall set it which shall be high enough And so return a Free-man and a Batchelor Or give me leave to give you a fit wife In honor every way yours Graces equal And so your Ransom 's paid Sy. You say most nobly Silvio's example's mine pray chuse you for me Dutch I thank ye Sir I have got the mastry too And here I give your Grace a Husbands freedom Give me your hand my Husband Sy. You much honor me And I shall ever serve ye for this favour Bâ—t Come Lopoz let us give our wives the breeches too For they will have ' em Lop. Whilst they rule with virtue I 'll give 'em skin and all Isâ— We 'll sâ—rach it off else Sil. I am glad ye live more glad ye live to honor And from this hour a stronger love dwell with us Pray you take your man again Cla. He knows my house Sir Dutch 'T is sin to keep you longer from your loves We 'll lead the way and you young men that know not How to preserve a wife and keep her fair Give 'em their soveraign Wills and pleas'd they are Exeunt Here endeth Women pleas'd THE NIGHT-WALKER OR THE LITTLE THIEF A Comedy The Actors Names Tom Lurcher Jack Wild-brain Gentlemen Justice Algripe Frank Hartlove Toby Servants Sexton Bell-Ringers Boy A Lady Mother to Maria. Maria. Nurse Mistriss New-love Women Mistriss Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Tom Lurcher and Jack Wild-brain Lur. JAck Wild. What wind brought thee hither In what hollow tree or rotten wall Hast thou been like a Swallow all this winter Where hast thou been man Lur. Following the Plow Wild. What Plow Thou hast no Land Stealing is thy own purchase Lur. The best inheritance Wild. Not in my opinion Thou hadst five hundred pound a year Lur. 'T is gone Prethee no more on 't have I not told thee And oftentimes nature made all men equal Her distribution to each child alike Till labour came and thrust a new Will in Which I allow not till men won a priviledge By that they call endeavour which indeed Is nothing but a lawful Cosenage An allowed way to cheat why should my neighhor That hath no more soul than his Horse-keeper Nor bounteous faculties above a Broom-man Have forty thousand pounds and I four groats Why should he keep it Will. Thy old opinion still Lur. Why should that Scrivener That ne'er writ reason in his life nor any thing That time e'ver gloried in that never knew How to keep any courtesie conceal'd But Noverint Vniversi must proclaim it Purchase perpetually and I a rascal Consider this why should that mouldy Cobler Marry his Daughter to a wealthy Merchant And give five thousand pounds is this good justice Because he has a tougher constitution Can feed upon old Songs and save his money Therefore must I go beg Wil. What 's this to thee Thou canst not mend if thou beest determin'd To rob all like a Tyrant yet take heed A keener justice do not overtake thee And catch you in a Nooze Lâ—r. I am no Wood-cock He that shall sit down frighted with that foolery â—s not worth pity let me alone to shuffle Thou art for wenching Wil. For beauty I a safe course No halter hangs in the way I defie it Luâ— But a worse fate a wilful poverty For where thou gain'st by one that indeed loves thee A thousand will draw from thee 't is thy destiny One is a kind of weeping cross Jack A gentle Purgatory do not sling at all You 'll pay the Box so often till you perish Wil. Take you no care for that sir 't is my pleasure I will imploy my wits a great deal faster Than you shall do your fingers and my loves If I mistake not shall prove riper harvest And handsomer and come within less danger Where 's thy young Sister Lur. I know not where she is she is not worth caring for She has no wit Oh you 'd be nibling with her She 's far enough I hope I know not where She 's not worth caring for a sullen thing She wou'd not take my counsel Jack And so I parted from her Wil. Leave her to her wants Lur I gave her a little money what I could spare She had a mind to th' Countrey she is turn'd By this some Farriers dairy maid I may meet her Riding from Market one day 'twixt her Dorsers If I do by this hand I wo'not spare Her butter pence Wil. Thou wilt not rob thy Sister Lur. She shall account me for her Egs and Cheeses Wil. A pretty Girl did not old Algripe love her A very pretty Girl she was Lur. Some such thing â—â—t he was too wise to fasten let her pass Wil. Then where 's thy Mistriss Lur. Where you sha'not find her Nor know what stuff she is made on no indeed Sir I choose her not for your use Wil. Sure she is handsome Lur. Yes indeed is she she is very handsome but that 's all one Wil. You 'll come to th' Marriage Lur. Is it to day Wil. Now now they are come from Church now Lur. Any great preparation Does Justice Algripe shew his power Wil. Very glorious and glorious people there Lur. I may meet with him yet e're I dye as cunning as he is Wil. You may do good Tom at the carriage We have plate and dainty things Lur. Do you no harm Sir For yet methinks the Marriage should be mar'd If thou maist have thy will farewell say nothing Exit Enter Gentlemen Wil. You are welcome noble friends 1. I thank you Sir Nephew to the old Lady his name is Wildbrain And wild his best condition 2. I have heard of him I pray
use him nobly King Had it to me been done I had forgiven it And still preserv'd you fair but to our gods Sir Quisar Methinks I hate 'em now King To our Religion To these to be thus stubborn thus rebellious To threaten them Arm. Use all your violence I ask no mercy nor repent my words I spit at your best powers I serve one Will give me strength to scourge your gods Gov. Away with him Arm. To grind 'em into base dust and disperse 'em That never more their bloudy memories Gov. Clap him close up King Good friend be cooler Arm. Never Your painted Sister I despise too King Softly Arm. And all her devilish Arts laugh and scorn at Mock her blind purposes King You must be temperate Offer him no violence I command you strictly Gov. Now thou art up I shall have time to speak too Quisar Oh how I love this man how truly honor him Exeunt Actus Quintus Seaena Prima Enter Christophero and Pedro at one door Emanuel and Soza at another Chr. DO you know the news Gentlemen Em. Wou'd we knew as well Sir How to prevent it Soz. Is this the love they bear us For our late benefit taken so maliciously And clapt up close is that the thanks they render Ch. It must not be put up thus smother'd slightly 'T is such a base unnatural wrong Ped. I know They may think to doe wonders aim at all And to blow us with a vengeance out o' th' Islands But if we be our selves honest and resolute And continue but Masters of our antient courages Stick close and give no vantage to their villanies Soz. Nay if we saint or fall apieces now We are fools and worthy to be markt for misery Begin to strike at him they are all bound too To cancel his deserts what must we look for If they can carry this Em. I 'll carry coals then I have but one life and one fortune Gentlemen But I 'll so husband it to vex these rascals These barbarous slaves Ch. Shall we go charge 'em presently Soz. No that will be too weak and too fool-hardy We must have grounds that promise safety friends And sure offence we lose our angers else And worse than that venture our lives too lightly Enter Pyniero Py. Did you see mine Uncle plague o' these Barbarians How the rogues stick in my teeth I know ye are angry So I am too monstrous angry Gentlemen I am angry that I choak agen You hear Armusia 's up honest Arm Clapt up in prison friends the brave Arm Here are fine boys Em. We hope he shall not stay there Py. Stay no he must not stay no talk of staying These are no times to stay are not these rascals Speak I beseech ye speak are they not Rogues Think some abominable names are they not devils But the devil 's a great deal too good for 'em fusty villains Ch. They are a kind of hounds Py. Hounds were their fathers Old blear-ey'd bob-tail'd hounds Lord where 's my Uncle 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 soon take fire and swallow it Take stakes and thrust into their tails 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 stink And shake and stink I have physick in my hand for 'em Shall give the goblins such a purge Enter Ruy Dias Ped. Your Uncle Ru. I hear strange news and have been seeking ye They say Armusia's prisoner Py. 'T is most certain 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 confess it Of me so nobly too Py. I am glad to hear it You have a time now to make good your confession Your faith will shew but cold else and for fashion Now to redeem all now to thank his courtesie Now to make those believe that held you backward And an ill instrument you are a Gentleman An honest man and you dare love your Nations Dare stick to virtue though she be opprest And for her own fair sake step to her rescue If you live ages Sir and lose this hour Not now redeem and vindicate your honor Your life will be a murmure and no man in 't Ru. I thank ye nephew come along with me Gentlemen We 'll make 'em dancing sport immediately We are Masters of the Fort yet we shall see What that can do Py. Let it but spit fire sinely And play their turrets and their painted Palaces A frisking round or two that they may trip it And caper in the air Ru. Come we 'll do something Shall make 'em look about we 'll send 'em plums If they be not too hard for their teeth Py. And fine Potatoes Rosted in Gunpowder such a Banquet Sir Will prepare their unmannerly stomachs Ru. They shall see There is no safe retreat in villany Come be high-hearted all Omnes We are all on fire Sir Exeunt Enter King and Governor King I am ungrateful and a wretch perswade me not Forgetful of the mercy he shew'd me The timely noble pity why should I See him fast bound and fetter'd whose true courtesie 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 unthankful Gov. Had the offence been thrown on you 't is certain It had been in your power and your discretion To have turn'd it into mercy and forgiven it And then it had shew'd a virtuous point of gratitude Timely and nobly taken but since the cause Concerns the honor of our gods and their Title And so transcends your power and your compassion A little your own 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 Wills their Mercies or Revenges And these revolts in you shew mere rebellions King They are mild and pittiful Gov. To those repent King Their nature's soft and tender Gov. To true hearts That feel compunction for their trespasses This man defies 'em still threatens destruction And demolition of their Arms and Worship Spits at their powers take heed ye be not found Sir And mark'd a favourer of their dishonor They use no common justice King What shall I do To deserve of this man Gov. If ye more bemoan him Or mitigate your power to preserve him I 'll 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 I hope to wrack you all King What ails my Sister Why is she bound why looks she so distractedly Who does do
Gent. 'T was very pretty and a good conceit You have a wit good Cosin I do joy in 't Keep it for Court but to my self again When I have view'd these pieces turn'd these eyes â—nd with some taste of superstition â—ook'd on the wealth of Nature the fair dames â—eauties that light the Court and make it shew â—ike a fair heaven in a frosty night â—nd ' mongst these mine not poorest 't is for tongues Of blessed Poets such as Orpheus was To give their worth and praises Oh dear Cosin You have a wife and fair bring her hither Let her not live to be the Mistriss of a Farmers heir And be confin'd ever to a searge Far courser than my horse-cloth Let her have Velvets Tiffinies Jewels Pearls A Coach an Usher and her two Lacquies And I will send my wife to give her rules And read the rudiments of Court to her Cos Sir I had rather send her to Virginia To help to propagate the English Nation Enter Servant Gent. Sirrah how slept your Mistriss and what visitants Are to pay service Serv. As I came out Two Counts were newly ent'red Gent. This is greatness But few such servants wait a Countrey beauty Cos They are the more to thank their modesty God keep my Wife and all my Issue Female From such uprisings Enter a Doctor Gent. What my learned Doctor You will be welcome give her health and youth And I will give you gold Exit Doctor Cosin how favors this is it not sweet And very great tasts it not of Nobleness Cos Faith Sir my pallat is too dull and lazie I cannot taste it 't is not for my relish But be so still Since your own misery must first reclaim ye To which I leave you Sir If you will yet be happy leave the humor And base subjection to your Wife be wise And let her know with speed you are her Husband I shall be glad to hear it My horse is sent for Exit Gent. Even such another countrey thing as this Was I such a piece of dirt so heavy So provident to heap up ignorance And be an ass such musty cloaths wore I So old and thred-bare I do yet remember Divers young Gallants lighting at my Gate To see my honoured Wife have offered pence And bid me walk their horses such a slave Was I in shew then but my eyes are open'd Enter Gent. Wife Many sweet morrows to my worthy Wife Wife 'T is well and aptly given as much for you But to my present business which is money Gent. Lady I have none left Wife I hope you dare not say so nor imagine so base and low A thought I have none left Are these words fitting for a man of worth And one of your full credit Do you know The place you live in me and what I labour For you and your advancement Gent. Yes my dearest Wife And do you pop me off with this slight answer In troth I have none left in troth you must have Nay stare not 't is most true send speedily To all that love you let your people flye Like thunder through the City And not return under five thousand Crowns Try all take all let not a worthy Merchant be untempted Or any one that hath the name of Money Take up at any Use give Band or Land Or mighty Statutes able by their strength To tye up Sampson were he now alive There must be money gotten for be perswaded If we fall now or be but seen to shrink Under our fair beginnings 't is our ruin And then good night to all but our disgrace Farewel the hope of coming happiness And all the aims we levied at so long Are ye not mov'd at this no sense of want Towards your self yet breeding be old And common jaded to the eyes Of Grooms and Pages Chamber-maids and Guarders And when you have done put your poor house in order And hang your self for such must be the end Of him that willingly forsakes his hopes And hath a joy to tumble to his ruin All that I say is certain if ye fail Do not upbraid me with it I am clear Gent. Now heaven forbid I should do wrong to you My dearest Wife and Madam yet give leave To your poor creature to unfold himself You know my debts are many more than means My bands not taken in my friends at home Drawn dry with these expences my poor Tenants More full of want than we then what new course Can I beget to raise those crowns by speak And I shall execute Wife Pray tell me true Have you not Land in the Countrey Gent. Pardon me I had forgot it Wife Sir you must remember it There is no remedy this Land must be In Paris e'r to morrow night Gent. It shall let me consider some 300 acres Will serve the turn Wife 'T will furnish at all points Now you speak like your self and know like him That means to be a man suspect no less For the return will give ye five for one You shall be great to morrow I have said it Farewel and see this business be a-foot With expedition Exit Wife Gent. Health all joy and honor Wait on my lovely Wife What Juques Jaques Enter Jaques Jaq. Sir did you call Gent. I did so hie thee Jaques Down to the Bank and there to some good Merchant Conceive me well good Jaques and be private Offer 300 acres of my Land Say it is choice and fertile ask upon it Five thousand Crowns this is the business I must employ thee in be wise and speedy Jaq. Sir do not do this Gent. Knave I must have money Jaq. If you have money thus your knave must tell ye You will not have a foot of Land left be more wary And more friend to your self this honest Land Your Worship has discarded has been true And done you loyal service Gent. Gentle Jaques You have a merry wit employ it well About the business you have now in hand When ye come back enquire me in the Presence If not in the Tennis-Court or at my house Exit Jaq. If this vain 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 batchelors 'T is strange my Master should be yet so young A puppy that he cannot see his fall And got so near the Sun I 'll to his Cosin And once more tell him on 't if he fail 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 access unto my Mistriss To tender your devotions Long. Be it so Exit Now to our first discourse Bew. I prethee peace Thou canst not be so bad or make me know Such things are living do not
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
you will for my wish'd death But suffer him to find his quiet grave In peace Alas he never did you wrong And farther I beseech you pardon me For the ill word I gave you for how ever You may deserve it became not me To call you so but passion urges me I know not whither my heart break now ease me ever Bacha Pray yoâ— gâ—t you hence With your goodly humor I am weary of you extreamely Leu. Trust me so am I of my self too Madam I 'll take my leave gods set all right Bacha Amen Sir get you gon Am I deny'd it does not trouble me That I have mov'd but that I am refus'd I have lost my patience I will make him know Lust is not Love for Lust will find a mate While there are men and so will I and more Enter Timantus Than one or twenty yonder is Timantus A fellow void of any worth to raise himself And therefore like to catch at any evil That will but pluck him up him will I make Mine own Timantus Timantus Madam Bac. Thou know'st well Thou wert by chance a means of this my raising Brought the Duke to me and though 't were but chance I must reward thee Tim. I shall bend my service unto your Highness Bacha But do it then entirely and in everything And tell me couldst thou now think that thing Thou wouldst not do for me Timant. No by my soul Madam Bacha Then thou art right Go to my Lodging and I 'll follow thee Exit Timantus With my instruction I do see already This Prince that did but now contemn me dead Yet will I never speak an evil word Unto his Father of him till I have won A belief I love him but I 'll make His virtues his undoing and my praises Shall be so many swords against his breast Which once perform'd I 'll make Vrania My Daughter the Kings heir and plant my issue In this large Throne nor shall it be withstood They that begin in Lust must end in Blood Exit Enter Dorialus Agenor Nisus Doria We live to know a fine time Gentl. Nis And a fine Duke that through his doting age Suffers him to be a child again Under his Wives tuition Agen. All the Land holds in that tenor too in womans service sure we shall learn to spinn Dor. No that 's too honest we shall have other Liberal Sciences taught us too soon Lying and flattering those are the studies now And Murther shortly I know will be humanity Gent. If we live here we must be knaves believe it Nisus I cannot tell my Lord Dorialus though my Own nature hate it if all determine to be knaves I 'll try what I can do upon my self that 's certain I will not have my throat cut for my goodness The virtue will not quit the pain Age. But pray you tell me Why is the Prince now ripe and full experient Not made a dore in the State Nis Because he is honest Enter Timantus Tim. Goodness attend your Honors Dor. You must not be amongst us then Tim. The Dutchess whose humble servant I am proud to be would speak with you Age. Sir we are pleas'd to wait when is it Tim. An hour hence my good Lords and so I leave my service Dor. This is one of her Ferrets that she bolts business out withall this fellow if he were well ript has all the linings of a knave within him how slye he looks Nis Have we nothing about our cloaths that he may catch at Agenor O my conscience there 's no treason in my dublet it there be my elbows will discover it they are out Dor. Faith and all the harm that I can find in mine is that they are not pay'd for let him make what he can of that so he discharge that Come let 's go Exeunt Enter Bach Leontius Tella. Bac. And you shall find Sir what blessing heaven gave you in such a son Le. Pray gods I may Let 's walk change our subject Bac. O Sir can anything come sweeter to you or strike a deeper joy into your heart than your son's virtue Leon. I allow his virtues but 't is not handsome thus to feed my self with such moderate praises of mine own Bac. The subject of our comendations is it self grown so infinite in goodness that all the glory we can lay upon it though we should open volumes of his praises is a mere modesty in his expression and shews him lame still like an ill wrought peece wanting proportion Leo. Yet still he is a man and subject still to more inordinate vices than our love can give him blessing Bac. Else he were a god yet so near as he is he comes to heaven that we may see so far as flesh can point us things only worthy them and only these in all his actions Leon. This is too much my Queen Bach. Had the gods lov'd me that my unworthy womb had bred this brave man Leon. Still you run wrong Bach. I would have liv'd upon the comfort of him fed on his growing hopes Leo. This touches me Bach. I know no friends nor Being but his virtues Le. You have laid out words enough upon a subject Bach. But words cannot express him Sir why what a shape Heaven has conceiv'd him in oh Nature made him up Leon. I wonder Dutchess Bach. So you must for less than admiration loses this god-like man Leon. Have you done with him Bach. Done with O good gods what frailties thus pass by us without reverence Leon. I see no such perfection Bac. O dear Sir you are a father and those joys To you speak in your heart not in your tongue Leo. This leaves a tast behind it worse than physick Baca. Then for all his wisdome valour Good fortune and all those friends of honor They are in him as free and natural as passions In a Woman Leon. You make me blush at all these years To see how blindly you have flung your praises Upon a Boy a very child and worthless Whilst I live of these Honors Bac. I would not have my love Sir make my tongue Shew me so much a woman as to praise Or dispraise where my will is without reason Or generall allowance of the people Leon. Allowance of the people what allow they Bac. All I have sed for truth and they must do it And do at upon him love him and admire him Leon. How 's that Bac. For in this youth and noble forwardness All things are bound together that are kingly A fitness to bear rule Leon. No more Bac. And Sovereignty not made to know command Leon. I have sed no more Bac. I have done Sir though unwilling and pardon me Leon. I do not a word more Baca. I have gi'n thee poyson Of more infection than the Dragons tooth Or the gross Air o'er heated Leon. Timantus when saw you the Prince Tim. I left him now Sir Leon. Tell me truely out of your free opinion without courting How you
true report What disposition does inhabit him Essential virtue Long. Then 't is pity that Injurious Orleans 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 than 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 so much as any literal Advantage in 'em to be made against Your Title 2 Law And your Council understands The business fully 1 Law Th' are industrious just 2 Law And very confident 1 Law Your state endures A voluntary trial like a man Whose honors are maliciously accus'd 2 Law The accusation serves to clear his cause 1 Law And to approve his truth more 2 Law So shall all Your adversarie's pleadings strengthen your Possession 1 Law And be set upon record To witness the hereditary right Of you and yours 2 Law Courage you have the law Long. And you the profits Mont. If discouragement Could work upon me your assurances Would put me strongly into heart again But I was never fearful and let sate Deceive my expectation yet I am Prepared against dejection 1 Cre. So are we 2 Cre. 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 Counsellors How certainly your cause will prosper that Long. You brought no Serjeants with you Dub. To attend his ill success Mont. Good Sir I will not be Unthankful either to their industries Or your affections 1 Law All your Land my Lord Is at the barr now give me but ten Crowns I 'll save you harmless 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 do not force your voice To such a loudness but be thrifty now Preserve it till you come to plead at bar It will be much more profitable in The satisfaction than the promise 1 Law Is not this a satisfaction to engage My self for this assurance if he Mont. No Sir my ruin never shall import Anothers loss if not by accident And that my purpose is not guilty of You 're engag'd in nothing but your care Ex. 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 ears will be in danger Mont. Why hast thou Committed something that deserves thine ears Long. No but I fear the noise my hearing will be Perished by the noise 't is as good 't want A member as to loose the use A member as to lose the use Mont. The ornament is excepted Long. Well my Lord I 'll put 'em to the hazard Exit Long. 1 Cred. Your desires be prosperous to you 2 Cred. Our best Prayers wait 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 Silks And Laces been bestowed among the poor That would have prayed the right way for you Not upon you Mont. For unprofitable Silks 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 sor't Mine own acknowledgement confirms thy words For once I do remember comming from The Mercers where my Purse had spent it self On those unprofitable toys thou speak'st of A man half naked with his poverty Did meet me and requested my relief I wanted whence to give it yet his eyes Spoke for him those I could have satisfied With some unfruitful sorrow if my tears Would not have added rather to his grief Than 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 vain superfluous cost I wore upon My outside would have clothed and left my self A habit as becomming to increase This new consideration there came one Clad in a garment plain and thrifty yet As decent as these fair dear follies made As if it were of purpose to despise The vanity of shew his purse had still The power to do a charitable deed And did it Dub. Yet your inclination Sir Deserv'd no less to be commended than his action Mont. Prethee do not flatter me He that intends well yet deprives himself Of means to put his good thoughts into deed Deceives his purpose of the due reward That goodness merits oh 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 virtue 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. Soldiers my Lord soldiers Mont. 'T is true Duboys but if the law disables me no more For Noble actions than good purposes I 'll practice how to exercise the worth Commended to us by our ancestors The poor neglected soldier shall command Me from a Ladies Courtship and the form I 'll study shall no more be taught me by The Taylor but the Scholar that expence Which hitherto has been to entertain Th' intemperate pride and pleasure of the taste Shall fill my Table more to satisfie And less to surfeit What an honest work it would be when we find A Virgin in her poverty and youth Inclining to be tempted to imploy As much perswasion and as much expence To keep her upright as men use to do upon her falling Dub. 'T is charity that many Maids will be unthankful for And some will rather take it for a wrong To buy 'em out of their inheritance The thing that they were born to Enter Longueville Mont. Longueville thou bringst a chearful promise in thy face There stands no pale report upon thy cheek To give me fear or knowledge of my loss 't is red and lively How proceeds my suit Long. That 's with leave Sir a labour that to those of Hercules May add another or at least be call'd An imitation of his burning shirt For 't was a pain of that merciful Perplexity to shoulder through the throng Of people that attended your success My sweaty linnen sixt upon my skin Still as they pull'd me