doing tricks over a staffe cringes and crouches and kisses his fore-finger Hostesse Out upon him Host. A second a lavolteteere a saltatory a dancer with a Kit at his bum one that by teaching great Madonuas to foot it has miraculously purchast a ribanded wastcote and foure cleane paire of socks a fellow that skips as hee walkes and instead of sensible discourse vents the curious conceit of some new tune stolne from a Maske or a bawdie dittie elevated for the Pole Artick of a Ladies chamber in that fyle stands another of your inamoratoes Hostesse Hang him and his fiddle together hee never fidles any child of ours Host. The third a Mongrell got by a Switzer on an Italian this puppy being left well estated comes so Florence that the world may take notice how impossible it is for experience to alter the course of nature a foole wife and indeed a Clown turnd gallant seldom or never proves other then a gallant foole this toy prates to little purpose other then what 's a clock shall 's go drink de' e forsooth and thank ye heartily I feare no art in him to catch thee and yet wee must bee tormented with this buzzard amongst the rest Hostesse T is your owne folly forbid him the house Host. The 4th a Mule-driver a stubborn a harsh knave the fifth a School-Master a very amorous Pedant run almost mad with study of Sonnets and Complements out of old play-ends the last an Advocates clerk that speaks pure Fustion in Law termes excellent Courtiers all and all as neate as a Magnifico's post new painted at his entrance to an office thou shalt have none of 'em Laugh at 'em doe I say thou shalt have none of 'em Bian. Still your command to me shall stand a Law Host. Now they throng like so many horse-coursers at a faire in clusters about the man of art for love powders ingredients potions counsailes postures complements philters the devill and the how now tumults batteries noise ha get from my sight Clown cries within Enter Forobosco and Clowne his head bloody Clow. Murther me do pound me to Mummye doe see what will come on 't Foro. Dog leave thy snarling or I 'le cut thy tongue out Thou unlikt beare darst thou yet stand my fury My generous rage yet by the sulpherous damps That feed the hungry and incessant darknesse Which curles round the grim Alastors back Mutter againe and with one powerfull word I le call an Host up from the Stygian lakes Shall waft thee to the Acherontick fennes Where choak't with mists as black as thy impostors Thou shalt live still a dying Clow. Conjure mee to the devill and you can I live in hell upon earth 'em already and you had any mercy you would not practise upon a kind heart thus Host. You have drawne blood from him Signior Is his offence unpardonable Foro. A lump of ignorance pray speak not for him A drowsie grossenesse in all christian kingdomes The mention of my art my name my practise Merit and glory hath begot at once Delight and wonder I le not be entreated Spare intercession for him ô thou scorne Of learning shame of duty must thy sloth Draw my just fame in question I discharge thee From my service see me no more henceforth Clow. Discharge me is that my yeares wages I le not be so answerd Foro. Not Camell sirra I am liberall to thee Thou hast thy life begon Clow. Vengeance sweet vengeance Foro. Do' e mumble Clow. I le be revengd monstrously sudainly and insatiably my bulke begins to swell Foro. Homotolenton Pragmatophoros Heliostycorax Clow. Call up your spirits I defie 'em well have law for my broken pate twelve ounces of pure bloud Troy-weight In despight of thee my Master and thy Master the grand devill himselfe vindicta vindicta Exit Host. Signior you are exceeding mov'd Hostes. Mercy upon us what terrible words thou talk't Foro. A slave a curre but be not you affrighted Young Virgin 't were an injury to sweetnesse Should any rough sound draw from your cheekes The pretious tincture which makes nature proud Of her own workmanship Host. Wife Marke mark that wife Bian. Shake then your anger off Sir Foro. You command it Faire one mine Host and Hostesse with your leaves I have a motion joyntly to you all Hostesse An honest one I hope Host. Well put in wife Foro. A very necessary one the Messe Stooles out And halfe of suiters that attend to usher Their loves sit reverence to your daughter waite With one consent which can best please her eye In offering at a dance I have provided Musick And 't will be something I dare promise Worthy your laughter shal they have admittance H. By any means for I am perswaded the manner will be so Ridiculous that it will confirm the assurance of their Miserable fooleries but no longer trouble with 'em here Then they are in these May-games Foro. So I am resolvd Hostesse Nor any wise word of sencelesse love Foro. Not any I have charm'd them did you see How they prepared themselves how they stroak up Their foretops how they justle for the Looking-glasse To set their Faces by it You would look for some most impossible antick See they muster Enter Tailor Dancer Mute Driver Schoole-Master Clarke all with severall papers and present 'em to Forobosco Host. So so so so here flutter the nest of hornets the hotch-potch of rascallity now now now now the dung-hill of corruption hath yawnd forth the burthen of abhomination I am vext vext to the soule will rid my house of this unchristend fry and never open my doores again Foro. Some other time I le give no answer now But have preferred your suits here shew your cunning First every one in order do his honour To the faire mark you shoot at courtly courtly Convay your severall loves in lively measure Come let us take our seates some sprightly musick Host. Dance all and part t is a very necessary farewell Enter Caesario They all make ridiculous tonges to Bianca ranck themselves and dance in severall postures during the dance Enter Caesario and stands off Host. Well done my lusty blouds preciously well done One lusty rouse of wine and take leave on all sides Caesar. Thanks for your revells Gentlemen accept This Gold and drink as freely as you danc'd Host. My noble Lord Cesario cleer the rooms sirs Foro. Away Attend your answers Exeunt Foro and those that Danc'd Caesar. With your favour Rolando I would change a word or two with your faire daughter Host. At your Lordships pleasure come wife no muttering have a care girle my love service and duty to your good Lordship Exeunt and Wife Caesar. My often visits sweet Bianca cannot But constantly inform thy judgment wherein Thy happinesse consists for to steale minutes From great imployments to converse with beauty Lodg'd in so meane a fortune to lay by Consideration of the unequall distance Between my blood and thine to shun occasions Of courtship
prompted by shallow merit through your profound grace for your chamber-maid Ben. How 's that how 's that Ferd. Her chamber-maid my Lord Ben. Her chamberpot my Lord You modest asse thou never shew'dst thy self an asse till now 'Fore heaven I am angrie with thee Sirha sirha this whitmeat-spirit 's not yours legitimate advance your hope and 't please you ghesse again Ang. And let your thoughts flee higher aim them right Sir you may hit you have the fairest white Ferd. If I may be so bold then my good Lord your favour doth encourage me to aspire to catch my Ladies Gentlewoman Ben. Where where would you catch her do you know my daughter Violanta Sir Ang. Well said no more about the bush Ferd. My good Lord I have gaz'd on Violanta and the stars whose heavenly influence I admir'd not knew nor ever was so sinful to believe I might attain 't Ben. Now you are an asse again for if thou ne'er attain'st 't is onely long of that faint heart of thine which never did it She is your Lords heir mine Benvoglio 's heir my brothers too Randulpho 's her descent not behinde any of the Millanois And Ferdinand although thy parentage be unknown thou know'st that I have bred thee up from five yeers old and do not blush to hear it have found thy wisdom trust and fair successe so full in all my affairs that I am fitter to call thee Master then thou me thy Lord Thou canst not be but sprung of gentlest blood thy minde shines thorow thee like the radiant sun although thy bodie be a beauteous cloud Come seriously this is no flatterie and well thou know'st it though thy modest blood rise like the morning in thy check to hear 't Sir I can speak in earnest Vertuous service so meritorious Ferdinand as yours yet bashful still and silent should extract a fuller price then impudence exact and this is now the wages it must have my daughter is thy wife my wealth thy slave Ferd. Good Madam pinch I sleep does my Lord mock and you assist Custom 's inverted quite for old men now adays do flout the young Ben. Fetch Violanta As I intend this religiously let my soul finde joy or pain Exit Angelina Ferd. My honour'd Lord and Master if I hold that worth could merit such felicitie you bred it in me and first purchas'd it it is your own and what productions in all my faculties my soul begets your very mark is on you need not adde rewards to him that is in debt to you you sav'd my life Sir in the Massacre there you begot me new since foster'd me O can I serve too much or pray for you alas 't is slender paiment to your bountie Your daughter is a paradice and I unworthie to be set there you may chuse the royalst seeds of Milain Ben. Prethee peace thy goodnesse makes me weep I am resolv'd I am no Lord o' th' time to tie my blood to sordid muck I have enough my name my state and honours I will store in thee whose wisedom will rule well keep and increase a knave or fool that could confer the like would bate each hour diminish every day Thou art her price-lot then drawn out by fate an honest wise man is a Princes mate Ferd. Sir heaven and you have over-charg'd my brest with grace beyond my continence I shall burst the blessing you have given me witnesse Saints I would not change for Millain But my Lord is she prepard Ben. What needs Preparative where such a Cordial is prescrib'd as thou thy person and thy vertues in one scale shall poize hers with her beautie and her wealth if not I adde my will unto thy weight thy mother 's with her now Son take my keys and let this preparation for this Marriage this welcom Marriage long determin'd here be quick and gorgeous Gerrard Enter Gerrard Ger. My good Lord my Lord your brother craves your conference instantly on affairs of high import Ben. Why what news Ger. The Tyrant my good Lord is sick to death of his old Apoplexie whereon the States advise that Letters missive be straight dispatcht to all the neighbour-Countreys and Schedules too divulg'd on every post to enquire the lost Duke forth their purpose is to re-instate him Ben. 'T is a pious deed Ferdinand to my daughter this delay though to so good a purpose angers me but I 'll recover it Be secret son Go woo with truth and expedition Exit Ferd. O my unsounded joy how fares my Gerrard my noble twin-friend fie thy look is heavie sullen and sowre blanch it didst thou know my cause of joy thou 'ldst never sorrow more I know thou lov'st me so How dost thou Ger. Well too well my fraught of health my sicknesse is in life I am dead by living dying still Ferd. What sublunary mischief can predominate a wise man thus or doth thy friendship play in this antipathous extreme with mine lest gladnesse suffocate me I I I do feel my spirit 's turn'd to fire my blood to air and I am like a purifi'd essence tri'd from all drossie parts Ger. Were 't but my life the losse were sacrific'd but vertue must for me slain and innocence made dust Ferd. Fare well good Gerrard Ger. Dearest friend stay Ferd. Sad thoughts are no companions for me now much lesse sad words thy bosom bindes some secret which do not trust me with for mine retains another which I must conceal from thee Ger. I would reveal it 't is a heavie tale canst thou be true and secret still Ferd. Why friend if you continue true unto your self I have no means of falshood Lock this door come yet your prisoner 's sure Ger. Stay Ferdinand Ferd. What is this trouble Love why thou art capable of any woman Doth want oppresse thee I will lighten thee hast thou offended law my Lord and thine and I will save thy life Does servitude upbraid thy freedom that she suffers it have patience but three days and I will make thee thy Lords companion Can a friend do more Ger. Lend me the means How can this be Ferd. First let this Cabinet keep your pawn and I will trust yet for the form of satisfaction take this my Oath to boot By my presum'd Gentrie and sacred known Christianitie I 'll die ere I reveal thy trust Ger. Then hear it Your Lords fair daughter Violanta is my betrothed wife goes great with childe by me and by this deed both made a prey to Law How may I save her life advise me friend Ferd. What did he say Gerrard whose voice was that O death unto my heart bane to my soul my wealth is vanish'd like the rich mans store in one poor minute all my daintie fare but jugling dishes my fat hope despair Ger. Is this so odious where 's your mirth Ferd. Why thou hast robb'd me of it Gerrard draw thy sword and if thou lov'st my Mistris chastitie defend it else I 'll cut it from thy heart
labour Lea. Any thing sir That 's dry and wholsome I am no bred-wanton Bar. Then I receive you but I must desire ye To keep within your confines Lea. Ever sir There 's the Gold and ever be your servant Take it and give me Bookes may I but prove sir According to my wish and these shall multiply Lop. Do study hard pray ye take him in and settle him He 's onely fit for you Shew him his Cell sir Di. Take a good heart and when ye are a cunning Lawyer I 'le sell my Bells and you shall prove it lawfull Ba. Come sir with me neighbors I thank your diligence Lop. I 'l come sometimes and crack a case with ye Bar. Welcome Exit Lop. Here 's mony got with ease here spend that jovially And pray for the Foole the Founder Die Many more Fooles I heartily pray may follow his example Lawyers or Lubbers or of what condition And many such sweet friends in Nova Hispania Lop. It will do well Let 'em but send their moneys Come from what quarter of the world I care not I 'll know 'em instantly nay I 'll be a kin to 'em I cannot misse a man that sends me money Let him Law there long as his Duckets last Boy I 'll grace him and prefer him Die I 'l turn Trade Master and now live by the living Let the dead stinke 't is a poore stinking Trade Lop. If the young Foole now Should chance to chop upon his faire Wife Diego Die And handle her Case Master that 's a law point A point would make him start and put on his Spectacles A hidden point were worth the canvassing Lop. Now surely surely I should love him Diego And love him heartily nay I should love my selfe Or any thing that had but that good fortune For to say truth the Lawyer is a dog-bolt An arrant worme and though I call him worshipfull I wish him a canoniz'd Cuckold Diego Now if my youth doe dub him Di. He is too demure sir Lop. If he do sting her home Die There 's no such matter The woman was not borne to so much blessednesse He has no heate study consumes his oyle Master Lop. Let 's leave it to the will of Fate and presently Over a cup of lustie Sack let 's prophecie I am like a man that dreampt he was an Emperour Come Diego hope whilst he lasts we 'll lay it on Exit Scaena Tertia Enter Jamy Millanes Arsenio Jam. Angelo Millanes did you see this wonder Mil. Yes yes Jam. And you Arsenio Ar. Yes he 's gon Sir Strangely disguis'd he 's set upon his voyage Love guide his thoughts he 's a brave honest fellow Sit close Don Lawyer ô that arrant knave now How he will stinke will smoake againe will burst He 's the most arrant Beast Mil. He may be more beast Ja, Let him beare six and six that all may blaze him The villany he has sowed into my Brother And from his State the Revenue he has reach'd at Pay him my good Leandro take my praiers Ar. And all our wishes plough with his fine white heifer Ja. Marke him my deare Friend for a famous Cuckold Let it out-live his Bookes his paines and heare me The more he seeks to smother it with Justice Enter a Servant Let it blaze out the more what news Andrea Andr. Newes I am loth to tell ye but I am charg'd Sir Your Brother layes a strict command upon ye No more to know his house upon our danger I am sorry Sir Jam. 'Faith never be I am glad on 't He keepes the house of pride and foolery I meane to shun it so returne my Answer 'T will shortly spew him out Come let 's be merry And lay our heads together carefully How we may helpe our friend and let 's lodge neare him Be still at hand I would not for my patrimony But he should crown his Lawyer a learned Monster Come let 's away I am stark mad till I see him Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Bartolus and Amaranta Amar. Why will ye bring men in and yet be jealous Why will ye lodge a young man a man able And yet repine Bar. He shall not trouble thee Sweet A modest poore slight thing did I not tell thee He was onely given to the Booke and for that How royally he paies finds his owne meat too Am. I will not have him here I know your courses And what fits you will fall into of madnesse Bar. Y'faith I will not Wife Am. I will not try ye Bar. He comes not neare thee shall not dare to tread Within thy Lodgings in an old out-Roome Where Logs and Coles were layd Am. Now ye lay fire Fire to consume your quiet Bar. Didst thou know him Thou wouldst thinke as I doe he disquiet thee Thou mayst weare him next thy heart yet not warme him His mind poore man 's o' th' Law how to live after And not on lewdnesse on my conscience He knowes not how to looke upon a woman More then by reading what Sex she is Am. I doe not like it Sir Bar. Do'st thou not see Foole What presents he sends hourely in his gratefulnesse What delicate meates Am. You had best trust him at your Table Doe and repent it doe Bar. If thou be'st willing By my troth I thinke he might come he 's so modest He never speakes there 's part of that he gave me He 'll eat but halfe a dozen bits and rise immediatly Even as he eats he studies he 'll not disquiet thee Doe as thou pleasest Wife Am. What means this Wood-cocke Knock within Bar. Retire Sweet there 's one knocks come in your businesse Enter Servant Ser. My Lord Don Henrique would entreat ye Sir To come immediatly and speake with him He has businesse of some moment Bar. I 'll attend him I must be gon I pre'thee thinke the best wife At my returne I 'll tell thee more good morrow Sir keep ye close and study hard an houre hence I 'll read a new Case to ye Exit Leandro within Lean. I 'll be ready Enter Amaranta Amar. So many hundred Duckets to ly scurvily And learne the pelting law this sounds but slenderly But very poorely I would see this fellow Very faine see him how he lookes I will find To what end and what study there 's the place I 'll goe o'th' other side and take my Fortune I think there is a window Exit Enter Leandro Lean. He 's gone out Now if I could but see her she is not this way How nastily he keepes his house my Chamber If I continue long will choak me up It is so damp I shall be mortifide For any woman if I stay a moneth here I 'll in and strike my Lute that sound may call her Exit Enter Amaranta Lute and Song Ama. He keeps very close Lord how I long to see him A Lute strooke handsomely a voice too I 'll heare that These Verses are no Law they sound too sweetly Now
best phrase I have too And so I kisse your hand Exit Al. Your Lordships servant Olim. Come hither wench what art thou doing with that Ring Al. I am looking on the posie Madam Olim. What is 't Al. The Jewels set within Olim. But where the joy wench When that invisible Jewel's lost why dost thou smile so What unhappy meaning hast thou Al. Nothing Madam But only thinking what strange spels these Rings have And how they worke with some Pet. I feare with you too Al. This could not cost above a Crowne Pet. 'T will cost you The shaving of your crowne if not the washing Olim. But he that sent it makes the vertue greater Al. I and the vice too Madam goodnes blesse me How fit 't is for my finger 2 W. No doubt you 'l find too A finger fit for you Al. Sirrah Petesca What wilt thou give me for the good that followes this But thou hast Rings enough thou art provided Heigh ho what must I doe now Pet. You 'l be taught that The easiest part that e're you learn't I warrant you Al. Ay me ay me Pet. You will divide too shortly Your voice comes finely forward Olim. Come hither wanton Thou art not surely as thou saist Al. I would not But sure there is a witchcraft in this Ring Lady Lord how my heart leaps Pet. 'T will goe pit a pat shortly Al. And now methinks a thousand of the Dukes shapes 2 W. Will no lesse serve ye Al. In ten thousand smiles Olim. Heaven blesse the wench Al. With eyes that will not be denide to enter And such soft sweet embraces take It from me I am undone else Madam I 'm lost else Olim. What ailes the girle Al. How suddenly I 'm alter'd And growne my selfe againe doe not you feele it Olim. Weare that and I 'le weare this I 'le try the strength on 't Al. How cold my bloud growes now Here 's sacred vertue When I leave to honour this Every houre to pay a kisse When each morning I arise Or I forget a sacrifice When this figure in ray faith And the purenes that it hath I pursue not with my will Nearer to arrive at still When I lose or change this Jewell I lie me faith and heaven be cruell Olim. You have halfe confirm'd me Keep but that way sure And what this charme can doe let me endure Exeunt Scaene 3. Enter Archas Theodore 2 Doughters Honora and Viola Ar. Carry your selfe discreetly it concernes me The Duke 's come in none of your froward passions Nor no distastes to any Prethee Theodor By my life boy 't will mine me The, I have done Sir So there be no foule play he brings along with him Ar. What 's that to you Let him bring what please him And whom and how The. So they meane well Ar. Is 't fit you be a Judge sirrah The. 'T is fit I feele Sir Ar. Get a banquet ready And trim your selves up hansomly The. To what end Doe you meane to make 'em whores Hang up a signe then And set 'em out to Livery Ar. Whose sonne art thou The. Yours Sir I hope but not of your disgraces Ar. Full twenty thousand men I have commanded And all their minds with this calm'd all their angers And shall a boy of mine owne breed too of mine owne bloud One crooked stick The. Pray take your way and thrive in 't I 'le quit your house if taint or black dishonour Light on ye 't is your owne I have no share in 't Yet if it doe fall out so as I feare it And partly find it too Ar. Hast thou no reverence No dutie in thee The. This shall shew I obey ye I dare not stay I would have shew'd my love too And that you aske as duty with my life sir Had you but thought me worthy of your hazzards Which heaven preserve ye from and keep the Duke too And there 's an end of my wishes God be with ye Exit Ar. Stubborne yet full of that we all love honesty Lord Burris where 's the Duke Enter Burris Bur. In the great chamber Sir And there stayes till he see you ye have a fine house here Ar. A poore contented lodge unsit for his presence Yet all the joy it hath Bur. I hope a great one and for your good brave Sir Ar. I thanke ye Lord And now my service to the Duke Bur. I 'le wait on ye Exeunt Enter Duke Boroskey Gent. and Attendants Du. May this be credited Bor. Disgrace me else And never more with favour looke upon me Du. It seemes impossible Bor. It cannot chuse Sir Till your owne eies behold it but that it is so And that by this meanes the too haughtie souldier Has been so cramm'd and fed he cares not for ye Beleeve or let me perish Let your eyes As you observe the house but where I point it Make stay and take a view and then you have found it Enter Archas Burris 2 Daughters and Servant Du. I 'le follow your direction welcome Archas You are welcome home brave Lord we are come to visit ye And thanke ye for your service Ar. 'T was so poore Sir In true respect of what I owe your Highnesse It merits nothing Du. Are these faire ones yours Lord Ar. Their Mother made me thinke so Sir Du. Stand up Ladies Beshrew my heart they are faire ones methinks fitter The lustre of the Court then thus live darken'd I would see your house Lord Archas it appeares to me A hansome pile Ar. 'T is neate but no great structure I 'le be your Graces guide give me the keyes there Du. Lead on wee 'l follow ye begin with the Gallery I think that 's one Ar. 'T is so and 't please ye Sir The rest above are lodgings all Du. Goe on Sir Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Theodore Putskey and Ancient Put. The Duke gone thither doe you say The. Yes marry doe I And all the ducklings too but what the 'l doe there Put. I hope they 'l crowne his service The. With a Custard This is no weather for rewards they crowne his service Rather they goe to shave his crowne I was rated As if I had been a dog had worried sheep out of doores For making but a doubt Put. They must now grace him The. Marke but the end Anc. I am sure they should reward him they cannot want him The. They that want honesty want any thing Put. The Duke is so noble in his owne thoughts The. That I grant ye If those might only sway him but 't is most certaine So many new borne flies his light gave life too Buzze in his beames flesh flies and Butterflies Hornets and humming Scarrabs that not one honey Bee That 's loden with true labour and brings home Encrease and credit can scape rifling And what she sucks for sweet the turne to bitternesse An. Shall we go see what they do talke our minds to 'em P. That we have done too much to no purpose
Beare witnesse I am forc't to 't Exit Duke Though you have a courser title yet upon you Then those that left your places without blame T is in your power to make your selves the same I cannot make you gentlemen that 's a work Rais'd from your owne deservings merit manners And in-borne vertue doe's it Let your own goodnesse Make you so great my power shall make you greater And more t' encourage you this I adde agen There 's many Grooms now exact Gentlemen Enter Shamont Sham. Me thinks 't is strange to me to enter here Is there in nature such an awfull power To force me to this place and make me doe this Is mans affections stronger then his will His resolution was I now resolv'd Never to see this place more Doe I beare Within my breast one bloud that confounds th' other The bloud of love and will and the last weakest Had I ten Millions I would give it all now I were but past it or 't would never come For I shall never do 't or not do 't well But spoyle it utterly betwixt two passions Yonder 's the Duke himselfe I will not do 't now Had twenty lives their severall sufferings in him Exit Duke Who 's that went out now Pol. I saw none my Lord Du. Nor you Moul. I saw the glimpse of one my Lord Du. What ere it was methought it pleas'd me strangly And suddenly my joy was ready for 't Did you not marke it better Pol. Moul. Troth my Lord We gave no great heed to 't Enter Shamont Sham. 'T will not be answer'd It brings me hither still by maine force hither Either I must give over to professe humanity Or I must speak for him Duke 'T is here agen No marvaile 't was so pleasing 't is delight And worth it selfe now it appeares unclouded Sham. My Lord He turnes away from mee by this hand I am ill-us'd of all sides 't is a fault That fortune ever had t' abuse a goodnesse Duke Methought you were saying somewhat Sham. Marke the Language As coy as face I see 't will nere be granted Du. We little look'd in troth to see you here yet Sham. Not till the day after my brothers death I think Du. Sure some great businesse drew you Sha. No insooth sir Onely to come to see a brother dye sir That I may learne to goe too and if he deceive me not I think he will doe well in 't of a souldier Manly and honestly and if he weep then I shall not think the worse on 's man-hood for 't Because hee 's leaving of that part that has it Duk. Has slaine a noble gentleman thinke on 't sir Sham. I would I could not sir Duk. Our Kinsman too Sham. All this is but worse sir Du. When 't is at worst Yet seeing thee he lives Sham. My Lord Du. He lives Believe it as thy blisse he dyes not for 't Will this make satisfaction for things past Sham. Oh my Lord Du. Will it speak Sh. With greater shame to my unworthinesse Du. Rise then wee 're ev'n I never found it harder To keep just with a man my great work 's ended I knew your brothers pardon was your suit sir How ever your nice modestie held it back Sham. I take a joy now to confesse it sir Enter 1. Gent. 1 Gent. My Lord Du. Heare me first sir what e're your newes be Set free the Souldier instantly 1 Gen. T is done my Lord Du. How 1 Gen. In effect 't was part of my newes too There 's faire hope of your noble kinsmans life sir Du. What saist thou 1 Gen. And the most admired change That living flesh e're had he 's not the man my Lord Death cannot be more free from passions sir Then he is at this instant hee 's so meek now He makes those seem passionate was never thought of And for he feares his moods have oft disturb'd you sir Hee 's onely hasty now for his forgivenesse And here behold him sir Enter Passion the Cupid and two brothers Du. Let me give thanks first our worthy Cousen Pas. Your unworthy trouble sir For which with all acknowledg'd reverence I aske your pardon and for injurie More knowne and wilfull I have chose a wise Without your counsell or consent my Lord Duke A wife where is she sir Pas. This noble Gentlewoman Duk. How Pas. Whose honour my forgetful times much wrong'd Du. Hee 's madder then he was 1 Gen. I would ha' sworne for him Du. The Cupid cousen Pas. Yes this worthy Lady sir Du. Still worse and worse 1 Bro. Our sister under pardon my Lord Du. What 2 Bro. Which shape Love taught her to assume Du. Is 't truth then 1 Ge. It appears plainly now below the waste my Lord Du. Shamont didst ever read of a she-Cupid Sham. Never in fiction yet but it might hold sir For Desire is of both Genders Enter the Dukes sister Du. Make that good here He joyns Shamonts hand and his Sisters I take thee at thy word sir Sham. O my Lord Love would appeare too bold and rude from me Honour and admiration are her rights Her goodnesse is my Saint my Lord Duke I see Y' are both too modest to bestow your selves I 'le save that vertue still 't is but my paines come It shall be so Sham. This gift does but set forth my poverty Lady Sir that which you complaine of is my riches Enter Shamonts brother the Souldier Du. Soldier now every noise sounds peace th' art welcome Sol. Sir my repentance sues for your blest favour Which once obtain'd no injury shall lose it I le suffer mightier wrongs Duk. Rise lov'd and pardon'd For where hope fail'd nay Art it selfe resign'd Thou 'st wrought that cure which skil could never find Nor did there cease but to our peace extend Never could wrongs boast of a nobler end Exeunt The Prologue at the reviving of this Play IT 's growne in fash'on of late in these dayes To come and beg a sufferance to our Playes Faith Gentlemen our Poet ever writ Language so good mixt with such sprightly wit He made the Theatre so soveraigne With his rare Scaenes he scorn'd this crowching veine We stabb'd him with keene daggers when we pray'd Him write a Preface to a Play well made He could not write these toyes 't was easier farre To bring a Felon to appeare at th' Barre So much he hated basenesse which this day His Scaenes will best convince you of in 's Play The Epilogue OUr Poet bid us say for his owne part He cannot lay too much forth of his Art But feares our over-acting passions may As not adorne deface his labour'd Play Yet still he is resolute for what is writ Of Nicer valour and assumes the wit But for the Love-Scaenes which he ever meant Cupid in 's Petticoat should represent Hee 'll stand no shock of censure the Plaie 's good He sayes he knowes it if well understood But we blinde god begge if thou art divine Thou
me How ever we are open in our natures And apt to more desires then you dare meet with Yet we affect to lay the glosse of good on 't I saw you toucht not at the baite of chastity And that it grew distastefull to pour palate To appear so holy therefore I take my true shape Is your bed ready Sir you shall quickly find me 3. Song On the bed I le throw thee throw thee downe Down being laid shall we be afraid to try the rights that belong to love No no there I le wooe thee with a Crown crown our desires kindle the fires when love requires we should wanton prove We 'll kisse we 'll sport we 'll laugh we 'll play If thou com'st short for thee I le stay If thou unskilfull art the ground I le kindly teach we 'll have the Mill go round Otr. Are ye no maid Flo. Alas my Lord no certain I am sorry you are so innocent to think so Is this an age for silly maids to thrive in It is so long too since I lost it Sir That I have no belief I ever was one What should you do with maiden-heads you hate 'em They are peevish pettish things that hold no game up No pleasure neither they are sport for Surgeons I 'll warrant you I 'll fit you beyond Maiden-head A fair and easie way men travel right in And with delight discourse and twenty pleasures They enjoy their journey mad men creep through hedges Otr. I am metamorphosed why do you appeare I conjure ye beyond belief thus wanton Flo. Because I would give ye Pleasure beyond belief 4. Song Think me still in my Fathers Mill where I have oft been found a-thrown on my back on a well-fill'd sack while the Mill has still gone round-a Prethee sirrha try thy skill and again let the mill go round-a Otr. Then you have traded Flo. Traded how should I know else how to live Sir And how to satisfie such Lords as you are Our best guests and our richest Otr. How I shake now You take no base men Flo. Any that will offer All manner of men and all Religions Sir We touch at in our time all States and Ages We exempt none 5. Song The young one the old one the fearful the bold one the lame one though nere so unsound The Jew or the Turk have leave for to work the whilest that the Mill goes round Otr. You are a common thing then Flo. No matter since you have your private pleasure And have it by an Artist excellent Whether I am thus or thus your men can tell ye Otr. My men Defend me how I freeze together And am on ice do I bite at such an Orange After my men I am preferr'd Flo. Why stay ye Why do we talk my Lord and lose our time Pleasure was made for lips and sweet embraces Let Lawyers use their tongues pardon me Modestie This desperate way must help or I am miserable Otr. She turns and wipes her face she weeps for certain Some new way now she cannot be thus beastly She is too excellent fair to be thus impudent She knows the elements of common loosenesse The art of lewdnesse that that that how now Sir Enter a servant Ser. The King and 't please your Lordship is alighted Close at the gate Otr. The King Ser. And calls for ye Sir Means to break-fast here too Flo. Then I am happy Otr. Stolne so suddenly go lock her up Lock her up where the Courtiers may not see her Lock her up closely sirrha in my closet Ser. I will my Lord what does she yeeld yet Exit Otr. Peace She is either a damnd divel or an Angel No noise upon your life Dame but all silence Enter King Lords Vertigo Lisauro Terso Otr. Your Majesty heaps too much honour on me With such delight to view each several corner Of a rude pile there 's no proportion in 't Sir Phil. Me-thinks 't is hansom and the rooms along Are neat and well contriv'd the Gallery Stands pleasantly and sweet what rooms are these Otr. They are sluttish ones Phil. Nay I must see Otr. Pray ye do Sir They are lodging-chambers over a homely garden Phil. Fit still and hansom very well and those Otr. Those lead to the other side o' th' house and 't like ye Phil. Let me see those Otr. Ye may the dores are open What should this view mean I am half suspicious Phil. This little Room Otr. T is mean a place for trash Sir For rubbish of the house Phil. I would see this too I will see all Otr. I beseech your Majesty The savour of it and the course appearance Phil. 'T is not so bad you would not offend your house with it Come let me see Otr. Faith Sir Phil. I'faith I will see Otr. My Groom has the key Sir and 't is ten to one Phil. But I will see it force the lock my Lords There be smithes enough to mend it I perceive You keep some rare things here you would not show Sir Florimell discovered Ter. Here 's a fair maid indeed Phil. By my faith is she A hansom girle come forward do not fear wench I marry here 's a treasure worth concealing Call in the Miller Otr. Then I am discovered I confesse all before the Miller comes Sir 'T was but intention from all act I am cleer yet Enter Franio Phil. Is this your daughter Fra. Yes and 't please your Highnesse This is the shape of her for her substance Sir Whether she be now honourable or dishonourable Whether she be a white-rose or a canker is the question I thank my Lord he made bold with my Philly If she be for your pace you had best preserve her Sir She is tender mouthed let her be broken hansomly Maid were you stolne Flo. I went not willingly And 't please your Grace I was never bred so boldly Phil. How has he us'd ye Flo. Yet Sir very nobly Phil. Be sure ye tell truth and be sure my Lord You have not wrongd her if ye have I tell ye You have lost me and your self too speak again wench Flo. He has not wrong'd me Sir I am yet a maid By all that 's white and innocent I am Sir Onely I sufferd under strong temptations The heat of youth but heaven deliverd me My Lord I am no whore for all I faign'd it And faign'd it cunningly and made ye loath me 'T was time to out-do you I had been robd else I had been miserable but I forgive ye Phil. What recompence for this Otr. A great one Sir First a repentance and a hearty one Forgive me Sweet Flo. I do my Lord Otr. I thank ye The next take this and these all I have Florimell Flo. No good my Lord these often corrupt maidens I dare not touch at these they are lime for Virgins But if you 'll give me Otr. Any thing in my power Or in my purchase Flo. Take heed noble Sir You 'll make me a bold asker
if they had gon I would not have staid long after I would ev'n have died too bravely y'faith like a Roman-Steward hung my selfe in mine owne Chaine and there had been a story of Bobadilla Spindola Zancho for after ages to lament hum I perceive I am not onely not regarded but also not rewarded Alv. Prethee peace shalt have a new chaine next Saint Iaques day or this new gilt Bob. I am satisfied let vertue have her due And yet i am melancholy upon this atonement pray heaven the State rue it not I would my Lord Vitellies Steward and I could meet they should finde it should cost 'em a little more to make us friends well I will forsweare wine and women for a yeere and then I will be drunk to morrow and runne a whoring like a dogge with a broken bottle at 's taile then will I repent next day and forsweare 'em againe more vehemently be for-sworne next day againe and repent my repentance for thus a melancholy Gentleman doth and ought to live Assist. Nay you shall dine with me and afterward I le with ye to the King But first I will Dispatch the Castles businesse that this day May be compleat Bring forth the malefactors Enter Alguazier Pachieco Metaldi Mendoza Lazaril Piorato Malroda Guard You Alguazier the Ringleader of these Poore fellowes are degraded from your office You must restore all stolne goods you receiv'd And watch a twelve moneth without any pay This if you faile of all your goods confiscate You are to be whipt and sent into the Gallies Alg. I like all but restoring that Catholique doctrine I doe dislike Learn all ye officers By this to live uprightly if you can Exit Assist. You Cobler to translate your manners new Are doom'd to th' Cloyster of the Mendicants With this your brother botcher there for nothing To cobble and heel hose for the poor Friers Till they allow your pennance for sufficient And your amendment then you shall be freed And may set up againe Pach. Mendoza come Our soules have trod awry in all mens sight We 'l underlay 'em till they goe upright Exit Pach. Mend. Assist. Smith in those shackles you for your hard heart Must lye by th' heeles a yeer Met. I have shod your horse my Lord Exit Assist. Away for you my hungry white-loaf'd face You must to th' Gallies where you shall be sure To have no more bits then you shall have blowes Laz. Well though herrings want I shall have rowes Assist. Signior you have prevented us and punish'd Your selfe severeller then we would have done You have married a whore may she prove honest Pio. 'T is better my Lord then to marry an honest woman That may prove a whore Vit. 'T is a hansome wench and thou canst keepe her tame I le send you what I promis'd Pio. Ioy to your Lordships Alv. Here may all Ladies learne to make of foes The perfect'st friends and not the perfect'st foes Of deerest friends as some doe now a dayes Vit. Behold the power of love to nature lost By custome irrecoverably past the hope Of friends restoring love hath here retriv'd To her own habit made her blush to see Her so long monstrous metamorphoses May strange affaires never have worse successe Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Author feares there are some Rebell hearts Whose dulnesse doth oppose loves peircing darts Such will be apt to say there wanted wit The language low very few scaenes are writ With spirit and life such odde things as these He cares not for nor ever meanes to please For if your selves a Mistresse or loves friends Are lik't with this smooth Play he hath his ends FINIS 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 deny Poets and Painters hold a sympathy Yet their workes 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 deere peece be esteem'd Child to the richest fancies that ere teem'd When not their meanest off-spring that came forth But bore the image of their fathers worth Beaumonts and Fletchers whose desert outwayes The best applause and their least sprig of Bayes 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 wee will thanke you for your own delight The Honest mans Fortune Actus primus Scena prima Enter the Duke of Orleans and the Earle of Amiens at severall doores Ame. MOrrow my Lord of Orleance Orl. You salute me like a stranger brother Orleance were to me a Title more belonging whom you call the husband of your sister Ami. Would the circumstances of your brotherhood had never offer'd cause to make our conversation lesse familiar I meet you like a hinderance in your way your great law suit is now upon the tongue and ready for a judgement Orl. Came you from the Hall now Ami. Without stay the Court is full and such a presse of people does attend the issue as if some great man were brought to his araignment Orl. Every mothers sonne of all that multitude of hearers went to be a witnesse of the misery your sisters fortunes must have come to if my adversary who did love her first had been her husband Ami. The successe may draw a testimony from them to confirme the same opinion but they went prepar'd with no such hope or purpose Orl. And did you intreat the number of them that are come with no such hope or purpose Ami. Tush your own experience of my heart can answer ye Orl. This doubtfull makes me clearly understand your disposition Ami. If your cause be just I wish you a conclusion like your cause Orl. I can have any common charity to such a prayer From a friend I would expect a love to prosper in Without exceptions such a love as might Make all my under takings thankfull to 't Precisely just is seldome faithfull in our wishes To another mans desires Farewell Exit Orl. Enter Montague having a Purse Duboys Longueville and Voramer the Page with two Gaskets Dub. Here comes your adversaries brother in law Long. The Lord of Amiens Dub. From the Hall I thinke Ami. I did so save your Lordship Mont. That 's a wish my Lord as courteous to my present state As ever honest mind was thankfull for For now my safety must expose it selfe To question yet to look for any free Or hearty salutation sir from you Would be unreasonable in me Ami. Why Mont. Your sister is my adversaries wife That neernesse needs must consequently draw Your inclination to him Ami. I will grant Him all the neernesse his alliance claimes And yet be nothing lesse impartiall My Lord of
eager sutors Lav. Troth t is wonderous hot God blesse us from him Lami. You have told me Montague Who are not fit to have me let me know The man you would point out for me Mont. There he sits my Lord of Amiens Madam is my choyce hee 's noble every way and worthy a wife with all the dowries of Ami. Do you speak sir out of your friendship to me Mont. Yes my Lord and out of truth for I could never flatter Ami I would not say how much I owe you for it For that were but a promise but I le thank ye As now I find you in despite of fortune A faire and noble Gentleman Lami. My Lords I must confesse the choyce this man hath made Is every way a great one if not too great And no way to be slighted yet because We love to have our own eyes sometimes now Give me a little liberty to see How I could fit my selfe if I were put to 't Ami. Madam we must Lami. Are yee all agreed Omnes We be Lami. Then as I am a maid I shall choose here Montague I must have thee Mont. Why Madam I have learnt to suffer more then you can out of pitty mock me with this way especially Lami. Thou think'st I jest now But by the love I bear thee I will have thee Mont. If you could be so weak to love a falne man He must deserve more then I ever can Or ever shall deer Lady look but this way Upon that Lord and you will tell me then Your eyes are no true choosers of good men Ami. Do you love him truely Lam. Yes my Lord I will obey him truly for I 'le marry him and justly thinke he that has so well serv'd mee with his obedience being borne to greatnesse must use mee nobly of necessity when I shall serve him Ami. 'T were a deepe sin to crosse ye noble Montague I wish ye all content and am as happy In my friends good as it were meerly mine Mont. Your Lordship does ill to give up your right I am not capable of this great goodnesse There sits my wife that holds my troth Cha. I 'le end all I wooed you for my Lady and now give up my title alas poor wench my aimes are lower far Mont. How 's this sweet heart Lami. Sweet heart t is so the drift was mine to hide My purpose till it struck home Omnes God give you joy Lami. Prethee leave wondring by this kisse I 'le have thee Mont. Then by this kisse and this I 'le ever serve ye Long. This Gentleman and I sir must needs hop once more to follow yee Mont. As friends and fellows never as servants more Long. Dub. You make us happy Orl. Friend Montague ye have taught mee so much honor I have found a fault in my self but thus I 'le purge my conscience of it the late land I took by false play from you with as much Contrition and entirenesse of affection to this most happy day again I render be Master of your own forget my malice and make mee worthy of your love L. Montague Mont. You have won me and honor to your name Mal. Since your Lordship has begun good deeds wee 'l follow good sir forgive us we are now those men fear you for goodnes sake those sums of money unjustly we detaine from you on your pardon shall bee restord again and we your servants La-p. You are very forward sir it seems you have money I pray you lay out I 'le pay you or pray for you as the Sea works Lav. Their pennance sir I 'le undertake so please ye To grant me on concealement Long. Right courtier still a begging Mont. What is it sir Lav. A Gentlewoman Mont. In my gift Lav. Yes sir in yours Mont. Why bring her forth and take her Lami. What wench would he have Mont. Any wench I think Enter Laverdine and Veramour like a Woman Lav. This is the Gentlewoman Mont. 'T is my Page sir Ver. No sir I am a poor disguis'd Lady That like a Page have followed you full long for love god-wot Omnes A Lady Laverdine yes yes t is a Lady Mont. It may be so and yet we have laine together But by my troth I never found her Lady L Orl. Why wore you boyes cloathes Vir. I 'le tell you Madam I took example by 2 or 3. playes that methought Concernd me Mont. Why made you not me acquainted with it Ver. Indeed sir I knew it not my selfe Untill this Gentleman opend my dull eyes And by perswasion made me see it Ami. Could his power in words make such a change Ver. Yes as truly woman as your selfe my Lord Lav. Why but hark you are not you a woman Ver. If hands and face make it not evident you shall see more Mal. Breeches breeches Laverdine La-p. T is not enough women may wear those cases Search further Courtier Omnes Ha ha ha La-p. Oh thou freshwater Gudgeon wouldst thou come To point of Marriage with an Ignoramus Thou shouldst have had her urin to the doctors The foolishest Phisitian could have made plaine The liquid Epicaene a blind man by the hand Could have discoverd the ring from the stone Boy come to Sea with me I le teach thee to climb And come down by the rope nay to eate Rats Ver. I shall devour my Master before the prison then Sir I have began my Trade Mal. Trade to the Citie child a flatcap will become thee Mont. Gentlemen I beseech you molest your selves no further For his preferment it is determin'd Lav. I am much ashamed and if my cheek Gives not satisfaction break my head Mont. Your shame 's enough sir Ami. Montague much joy attend thy marriage Bed By thy example of true goodnesse envie is exil'd And to all honest men that truth intend I wish good luck faire fate be still thy friend Exeunt FJNIS Vpon an Honest Mans Fortune By Mr. John Fletcher YOu that can look through Heaven and tell the Stars Observe their kind conjunctions and their wars Find out new lights and give them where you please To those men honors pleasures to those ease You that are Gods surveyers and can show How far and when and why the wind doth blow Know all the charges of the dreadfull thunder And when it will shoot over or fall under Tell me by all your art I conjure ye Yes and by truth what shall become of me Find out my star if each one as you say Have his peculiar Angel and his way Observe my fate next fall into your dreames Sweep clean your houses and new line your sceames Then say your worst or have I none at all Or is it burnt out lately or did fall Or am I poor not able no full flame My star like me unworthy of a name Is it your art can only work on those That deale with dangers dignities and cloaths With love or new opinions you all lye A fishwife hath a fate and so have I
Ruffs and Gowns cast this away these Jewels Suited to these and these knots o' my life Sir She feares your curious eye will soone discover else Why stand ye still why gape ye on one another Did I not bid ye go and tell my Daughter Are ye nayled here nor stir nor speake who am I And who are you 1 Lord Pardon me gracious Lady The feare to tell you that you would not hear of Makes us all dumb the Princesse is gone Madam Duch. Gone whither gone some wiser fellow answer me 2 Lord We sought the Court all over and beleeve Lady No newes of where she is nor how convey'd hence Duch. It cannot be it must not be 1 Lord 'T is true Madam No roome in all the Court but we search'd through it Her women found her want first and they cry'd to us Duch. Gone stolne away I am abus'd dishonour'd Sy. 'T is I that am abus'd 't is I dishonour'd Is this your welcome this your favour to me To foyst a trick upon me this trick too To cheat me of my love Am I not worthy Or since I was your Guest am I growne odious Duch. Your Grace mistakes me as I have a life Sir Sy. And I another I will never beare this Never endure this dor Duch. But heare me patiently Sy. Give me my love Duch. As soone as care can find her And all care shall be used Sy. And all my care too To be reveng'd I smell the trick 't is too ranke Fie how it smells o th' Mother Duch. You wrong me Duke Sy. For this disgrace ten thousand Florentines Shall pay their dearest bloods and dying curse ye And so I turne away your mortall enemy Exit Duc. Since ye are so high and hot Sir ye have half arm'd us Be carefull of the Towne of all the Castles And see supplyes of Souldiers every where And Musters for the Field when he invites us For he shall know 't is not high words can fright us My Daughter gone has she so finely cozen'd me This is for Silvio's sake sure O cunning false one Publish a Proclamation thorough the Dukedome That whosoe're can bring toth ' Court young Silvio Alive or dead beside our thankes and favour Shall have two thousand Duckets for his labour See it dispatch'd and sent in haste O base one Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Isabella and Penurio with a Light Isab. Was 't thou with Rugio Pen. Yes marry was I closely Isab. And do's he still remember his poore Mistris Do's he desire to see me Pen. Yes and presently Puts off all businesse else lives in that memory And will be here according to directions Isab. But where 's thy Master Pen. Where a coxcombe should be Waiting at Court with his Jewells Safe for this night I warrant ye Isab. I am bound to thee Pen. I would ye were as close as I could tye ye Isab. Thou art my best my truest friend Pen. I labour I moyle and toyle for ye I am your hackney Isab. If ever I be able Pen. Steale the great Cheese Mistris Was sent him out o th' Country Isab. Any thing Pen. That 's meat 't is lawfull Mistris where 's the Castle Custard He got at Court Isab. He has lock't it in 's study Pen. Get a warrant to search for counterfeit gold Isab. Give me thy Candle I le finde a time to be thy carefull Cater Pen. And many a time I le finde to be his Cook And dresse his Calves head to the sweetest sauce Mistris Isab. To bed Penurio go the rest is my charge I le keep the Watch out Pen. Now if you spare him Exit Isab. Peace foole I hope my Rugio will not faile 't would vexe me Now to my string so sure he cannot misse now And this end to my finger I le lye downe For on a suddaine I am wondrous heavy 'T is very late too if he come and finde this And pull it though it be with easie motion I shall soone waken and as soone be with him Enter Lopez Lop. Thou secret friend how am I bound to love thee And how to hug thee for thy private service Thou art the Star all my suspitions saile by The fixed point my wronged honour turnes to By thee I shall know all finde all the subtilties Of devillish women that torment me daily Thou art my Conjurer my Spell my Spirit All 's hush'd and still no sound of any stirring No tread of living thing the Light is in still And there 's my wife how prettily the foole lyes How sweet and handsomely and in her clothes too Waiting for me upon my life her fondnesse Would not admit her rest till I came to her O carefull foole why am I angry with thee Why do I think thou hat'st thy loving Husband I am an Asse an over-doating Coxcombe And this sweet soule the mirrour of perfection How admirable faire and delicate And how it stirs me I le sing thy sweets a Requiem But will not waken thee Song O Faire sweet face O eyes celestiall bright Twin-stars in Heaven that now adorn the night O fruitfull lips where Cherries ever grow And Damask cheeks where all sweet beauties blow O thou from head to foot divinely faire Cupids most cunning Nets made of that haire And as he weaves himselfe for curious eyes O me O me I am caught my selfe he cryes Sweet rest ahout this sweets and golden sleepe Soft peacefull thoughts your how'rely rely watches keepe Whilst I in wonder sing this sacrifice To beauty sacred and those Angell-eyes Now will I steale a kisse a deare kisse from her And suck the Rosie breath of this bright beauty What a Devill is this ty'd to her finger too A string a damned string to give intelligence O my lov'd key how truly has'st thou serv'd me I le follow this soft soft toth ' doore it goes And through toth ' other side a damned string 't is I am abus'd topt Cuckolded fooled jaded Ridden to death to madnesse stay this helps not Stay stay and now invention help me I le sit downe by her take this from her easily And thus upon mine owne Dog I shall catch ye With all your cunning Sir I shall light on ye I felt it pull sure yes but wondrous softly 'T is there againe and harder now have at ye Now and thou scap'st the Devills thy ghostly father Exit Isab. Sure 't was my Husbands voyce The string is gone to He has found the trick on 't I am undone betray'd And if he meet my friend he perishes What fortune followes me what spightfull fortune Hoa Jaquenet Enter Jaquenet Jaq. Here Mistris do you call me Isab. Didst thou heare no noise Jaq. I heare my Master mad yonder And sweares and chafes Isab. Dar'st thou do one thing for me One thing concernes mine honour all is lost else Jaq. Name what you will Isab. It can bring but a beating Which I will recompence so largely Jaq. Name it Isab. Sit here as if thou wert asleep
shake her neernesse off I study Sir To satisfie your angers that are just Before your pleasures Fred. I have done that already I feare has pull'd to many curses on me Sora. Curses or envies on Valerio's head Would you take my counsell Sir they should all light And with the weight not only crack his scull But his faire credit the exquisite vexation I have devis'd so please you give way in 't And let it worke shall more afflict his soule And trench upon that honour that he brags of Then feare or death in all the frights he carries If you sit downe here they will both abuse ye Laugh at your poore relenting powre and scorne ye What satisfaction can their deaths bring to you That are prepar'd and proud to dye and willingly And at their ends will thank you for that honour How are you nearer the desire you aim at Or if it be revenge your anger covets How can their single deaths give you content Sir Petty revenges end in blood sleight angers A Princes rage should finde out new diseases Death were a pleasure too to pay proud fooles with Fred. What should I do Sor. Adde but your power unto me Make me but strong by your protection And you shall see what joy and what delight What infinite pleasure this poore mouth shall yeeld him I le make him wish he were dead on 's marriage day Or bedrid with old age I le make him curse And cry and curse give me but power Fred. You have it Here take my Ring I am content he pay for 't Sor. It shall be now revenge as I will handle it He shall live after this to beg his life too Twenty to one by this thread as I le weave it Evanthe shall be yours Fred. Take all authority and be most happy Sor. Good Sir no more pitty Exeunt Enter Tony three Citizens and three Wives 1. Wife Good Master Tony put me in Ton. Where do you dwell 1. Wife Forsooth at the sign of the great shoulder of Mutton To. A hungry man would hunt your house out instantly Keep the dogs from your doore Is this Lettice Ruffe your husband a fine sharp sallet to your signe 2. Wife Will you put me in too 3. Wife And me good Master Tony Tony. Put ye all in you had best come twenty more you Think 't is easie a trick of legerdemaine to put ye all in 'T would pose a fellow that had twice my body Though it were all made into chines and fillets 2. W. Puts into 'th wedding Sir we would fain see that 1. W. And the brave Masque too To. You two are pretty women are you their husbands 2. Citiz. Yes for want of better Ton. I think so too you would not be so mad else To turne 'em loose to a company of young Courtiers That swarme like Bees in May when they see young wenches You must not squeak 3. W. No Sir we are better tutor'd Ton. Nor if a young Lord offer you the curtesie 2. W. We know what 't is Sir Ton. Nor you must not grumble If you be thrust up hard we thrust most furiously 1. W. We know the worst Ton. Get you two in then quietly And shift for your selves we must have no old women They are out of use unlesse they have petitions Besides they cough so loud they drown the Musick You would go in too but there is no place for ye I am sorry for 't go and forget your wives Or pray they may be able to suffer patiently You may have Heires may prove wise Aldermen Go or I le call the Guard 3 Citi. We will get in wee 'l venture broken pates else Exit Citiz. and Women Ton. 'T is impossible You are too securely arm'd how they flock hether And with what joy the women run by heapes To see this Marriage they tickle to think of it They hope for every moneth a husband too Still how they run and how the wittals follow 'em The weake things that are worne between the leggs That brushing dressing nor new naps can mende How they post to see their owne confusion This is a merry world Enter Frederick Fred. Looke to the doore sirra Thou art a foole and may'st do mischiefe lawfully Ton. Give me your hand you are my brother Foole You may both make the Law and mar it presently Do you love a wench Fred. Who does not foole Ton. Not I unlesse you will give me a longer lease to marry her Fred. What are all these that come what businesse have they Ton. Some come to gape those are my fellow fooles Some to get home their wives those be their own fooles Some to rejoyce with thee those be the times fooles And some I feare to curse thee those are poore fooles Enter Cassandra an old Lady passing over A set people calls them honest Looke looke King look A weather-beaten Lady new carin'd Fred. An old one Ton. The glasses of her eyes are new rub'd over And the worme-eaten records in her face are daub'd up neatly She layes her breasts out too like to poch'd eggs That had the yelkes suckt out they get new heads also New teeth new tongues for the old are all worne-out And as 't is hoped new tayles Fred. For what Ton. For old Courtiers The young ones are too stirring for their travells Fred. God leave your knavery and helpe to keepe the doore well I will have no such presse Ton. Lay thy hand a thy heart King Fred. I le have ye whipt Ton. The Foole and thou are parted Exit Fred. Sorano work and free me from this spell 'Twixt love and scorne there 's nothing felt but hell Exit Enter Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo and Servants Val. Tye on my Scarfe you are so long about me Good my Lords help give me my other Cloke That Hat and Feather Lord what a Taylor 's this To make me up thus straight one sigh would burst me I have not roome to breath come button button Button apace Cam. I am glad to see you merry Sir Val. 'T would make you merry had you such a wife And such an age to injoy her in Men. An age Sir Val. A moneth 's an age to him that is contented What should I seeke for more give me my sword Ha my good Lords that every one of you now Had but a Lady of that youth and beauty To blesse yourselves this night with would ye not Pray ye speak uprightly Cle. We confesse ye happy And we could well wish such another Banquet But on that price my Lord Val. 'T were nothing else No man can ever come to aime at Heaven But by the knowledge of a Hell These shooes are heavy And if I should be call'd to dance they 'l clog me Get me some pumps I le tell ye brave Camillo And you deare friends the King has honour'd me Out of his gracious favour has much honour'd me To limit me my time for who would live long Who would be old
't is such a wearinesse Such a disease that hangs like lead upon us As it increases so vexations Griefes of the minde paines of the feeble body Rhumes coughs catarrs we are but our living coffines Beside the faire soules old too it growes covetous Which shewes all honour is departed from us And we are earth againe Cle. You make faire use Sir Val. I would not live to learne to lye Cleanthes For all the world old men are prone to that too Thou that hast been a Souldier Menallo A noble Souldier and defied all danger Adopted thy brave arme the heire to victory Would'st thou live so long till thy strength forsooke thee Till thou grew'st only a long tedious story Of what thou hadst been till thy sword hang by And lazie Spiders fill'd the hilt with cobwebs Men: No sure I would not Val. 'T is not fit ye should To dye a young man is to be an Angell Our great good parts put wings to our soules Wee 'l have a rouse before we go to bed friends Pray ye tell me i st a hansome Maske we have Cam. We understand so Val. And the young gent. dance Cle. They do Sir and some dance well Val. They must before the Ladies Wee 'l have a rouse before we go to bed friends A lusty one 't will make my blood dance too Musick Cam. Ten if you please Val. And wee 'l be wondrous merry They stay sure come I heare the Musick forward You shall have all Gloves presently Exit Men. We attend Sir but first we must looke to 'th Doores Knocking within The King has charged us Exeunt Enter two Servants 1 Serv. What a noyse do you keepe there call my fellowes A the Guard you must cease now untill the King be Enter'd he is gone to 'th Temple now 2 Serv. Looke to that back doore and keep it fast They swarme like Bees about it Enter Camillo Cleanthes Menallo Tony following and Foole following Cam. Keepe back those Citizens and let their wives in Their hansome wives Ton. They have crowded me to Vergis I sweat like a Butter-box 1 Serv. Stand further off there Men. Take the women aside and talk with 'em in privat Give 'em that they came for Ton. The whole Court cannot do it Besides the next Maske if we use 'em so They 'l come by millions to expect our largesse We have broke a hundred heads Cle. Are they so tender Ton. But 't was behinde before they have all murrions Cam. Let in those Ladies make 'em roome for shame there Ton. They are no Ladies there 's one bald before 'em A gent. bald they are curtall'd queanes in hired clothes They come out of Spaine I think they are very sultry Men. Keep 'em in breath for an Embassadour Knocks within Me thinks my nose shakes at their memories What bounsing 's that Within I am one of the Musick Sir Within I have sweet-meats for the banquet Cam. Let 'em in Ton. They lye my Lord they come to seeke their wives Two broken Citizens Cam. Breake 'em more they are but bruised yet Bold Rascalls offer to disturbe your wives Clea. Lock the doores fast the Musick hark the King comes A Curtaine drawne The King Queene Valerio Evanthe Ladies Attendants Camillo Cleanthes Sorano Menallo A Maske Cupid descends the Graces sitting by him Cupid being bound the Graces unbinde him he speakes Cup. Unbinde me my delight this night is mine Now let me looke upon what Stars here shine Let me behold the beauties then clap high My cullor'd wings proud of my Deity I am satisfied binde me agen and fast My angry Bow will make too great a waste Of beauty else now call my Maskers in Call with a Song and let the sports begin Call all my servants the effects of love And to a measure let them nobly move Come you servants of proud love Come away Fairely nobly gently move Too long too long you make us stay Fancy Desire Delight Hope Feare Distrust and Jealousie be you too here Consuming Care and raging Ire And Poverty in poore attire March fairely in and last Despaire Now full Musick strike the Aire Enter the Maskers Fancy Desire Delight Hope Feare Distrust Jealousie Care Ire Despaire they dance after which Cupid speakes Cup. Away I have done the day begins to light Lovers you know your fate good night good night Cupid and the Graces ascend in the Chariot King Come to the Banquet when that 's ended Sir I le see you a bed and so good night be merry You have a sweet bed-fellow Val. I thanke your Grace And ever shall be bound unto your noblenesse King I pray I may deserve your thankes set forward Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter divers Monkes Alphonso going to the Tombe Rugio and Frier Marco discover the Tombe and a Chaire Mar. THe night growes on lead softly to the Tombe And sing not till I bid ye let the Musick Play gently as he passes Rug. O faire picture That wert the living hope of all our honours How are we banisht from the joy we dreamt of Will he ne're speak more Mar. 'T is full three moneths Lord Rugio Since any articulate sound came from his tongue Set him downe gently Sits in Chaire Rug. What should the reason be Sir Mar. As 't is in nature with those loving Husbands That sympathize their wives paines and their throwes When they are breeding and 't is usuall too We have it by experience so in him Sir In this most noble spirit that now suffers For when his honour'd Father good Brandino Fell sick he felt the griefes and labour'd with them His fits and his disease he still inherited Grew the same thing and had not nature check'd him Strength and ability he had dyed that houre too Rug. Embleme of noble love Mar. That very minute His fathers breath forsooke him that same instant A rare example of his piety And love paternall the Organ of his tongue Was never heard to sound againe so neare death He seekes to waite upon his worthy Father But that we force his meat he were one body Rug. He points toth ' Tombe Mar. That is the place he honours A house I feare he will not be long out of He will toth ' Tombe good my Lord lend your hand Now sing the Funerall Song and let him kneele For then he is pleas'd A Song Rug. Heaven lend thy powerfull hand And ease this Prince Mar. He will passe back againe Exeunt Enter Valerio Val. They drink abundantly I am hot with wine too Lustily warme I le steale now to my happinesse 'T is midnight and the silent houre invites me But she is up still and attends the Queene Thou dew of wine and sleep hang on their eye-lids Steep their dull sences in the healths they drink That I may quickly finde my lov'd Evanthe The King is merry too and dranke unto me Signe affaire peace O this nights blessednesse If I had forty heads I would give all for it Is not
the word exceeded All former feares the houre of my deliverance As I pretended drawing nee'r I fashiond My birth-rights at a Country Garden house Where then my Faulkners wife was brought a bed Of this Cesario him I ownd for mine Presented him unto a joyfull Father Duke Can you prove this true Mari. Proofes I have most evident But O the curse of my impatiency shortly Ere three new Moones had spent their borrowed lights I grew with child indeed so just is Heaven The issue of which burthen was this daughter Iudge now most gracious Prince my Lords and you What combats then and since I have indur'd Between a mothers piety and weakenesse Of a Soul trembling wife to have reveal'd This secret to Alberto had bin danger Of ruine to my fame besides the conflict Of his distractions now to have supprest it Were to defeate my child my only child Of her most lawfull honors and inheritance Caesario th' art a man still Education Hath moulded thee a Gentleman continue so Let not this fall from greatnesse sinke thee lower Then worthy thoughts may warrant yet disclaime All interest in Albertos blood thou hast not One drop of his or mine Duke Produce your witnesse Marian. The Faulconers wife his mother And such women as waited then upon me Sworne to the privacy of this great secret Duke Give them all their oathes Cesar. O let me crave forberance gracious Sir Vouchsafe me hearing Duke Speake Caesario Cesar. Thus long I have stood silent and with no unwillingnesse Attended the relation of my fall From a fair expectation what I fear'd Sinc the first sillable this Lady utter'd Of my not being hers benevolent Fates Have eas'd me off for to be basely born If not base-born detracts not from the bounty Of natures freedom or an honest birth Nobilitie claym'd by the right of blood Showes chiefly that our Ancestors desir'd What we inherit but that man whose actions Purchase a reall merit to himselfe And rancks him in the file of of prayse and honour Creates his own advancement let me want The fuell which best feedes the fires of greatnesse Lordly possessions yet shall still my gratitude By some attempts of mention not unworthy Indeavour to returne a fit acquittance To that large debt I owe your favours Madam And great Alberto's memory and goodnesse O that I could as gently shake off passion For the losse of what great brave man as I can shake off Remembrance of that once I was reputed I have not much to say this Princely presence Needs not too strictly to examine farther The truth of this acknowlegment a mother Dares never disavowe her only sonne And any woman must come short of Piety That can or dis-inherit her own issue Or feares the voice of rumor for a stranger Madam you have confest my Father was A servant to your Lord and you by interest Of being his sonne I cannot but claime justly The honour of continuing still my service To you and yours which granted I beg leave I may for this time be dismist Duke Bold spirit Bap. I love thee now with pitty Duke Goe not yet A suddain tempest that might shake a rock Yet he stands firm against it much it moves me He not Alberto's sonne and she a widdow And she a widdow Lords your eare Omnes Your pleasure Whispers Duke So Lady what you heard avouch 't is truth Mari. Truth onely gracious Sir Duke Heare then our Sentence Since from his cradle you have fed and fostered Caesario as your sonne and train'd him up To hopes of greatnesse which now in a moment You utterly againe have ruin'd this way We with our Councell are resolv'd you being A widdow shall accept him for a husband Maria. Husband to me Sir Duke T' is in us to raise him To honours and his vertues will deserve 'em Maria. But Sir 't is in no Prince nor his prerogative To force a womans choice against her heart Duke True if then you appeale to higher justice Our doome includes this clause upon refusall Out of your Lords revenues shall Caesario Assure to any whom he takes for wife The inheritance of three parts the lesse remainer Is dowry large enough to marry a daughter And we by our prerogative which you question Will publiquely adopt him into 'th name Of your deceas'd Alberto that the memory Of so approv'd a Peer may live in him That can preserve his memory lesse you find out Some other meanes which may as amply satisfie His wrong our Sentence stands irrevocable What think you Lords Omnes The Duke is just and honorable Bap. Let me embrace Caesario henceforth ever I vow a constant friendship Mentivole I remit all former difference Cesar. I am too poore In words to thanke this Iustice Madam alwayes My studies shall be love to you and duty Duke Replyes we admit none Caesario waite on us Exeunt Manent Mentivole Bap. Mari. Claris Bap. Mentivole Menti. My Lord Bap. Looke on Clarissa shee 's noble rich young faire Mentivole My Lord and vertuous Bap. Mentivole and vertuous Madam Maria. Tyranny of justice I shall live reports derision That am compeld to exchange a gracefull widdow-hood For a continuall Martyrdome in marriage With one so much beneath me Bap. I 'le plead for ye Boldly and constantly let your daughter only Admit my sonne her servant at next visit Madam I le be a messenger of comfort Mentivole be confident and earnest Exit Maria. Married again to him too better t 'had been The young man should have still retain'd the honors Of old Albertos son then I the shame Of making him successor of his bed I was too blam Ment. Indeed without offence Madame I thinke you were Claris. You urge it fairely and like a worthy freind Maria. can you say any thing In commendation of a Mushroome withered Assoone as started up Ment. You scorne an Innocent Of noble growth for whiles your husband liv'd I have heard you boast Cesario in all actions Gave matter of report of Imitation Wonder and envy let not discontinuance Of some few dayes estrange a sweet opinion Of vertue cheifely when in such extremity Your pitty not contempt will argue goodnesse Maria. O Sir Cla. If you would use a thriving courtship You cannot utter a more powerfull language That I shall listen to with greater greedinesse Then th' argument you prosecute this speakes you A man compleat and excellent Ment. I speake not they are his owne deserts Maria. Good Sir forbeare I am now fully sensible of running Into a violent Lethargy whose deadlinesse Locks up all reason I shall never henceforth Remember my past happinesse Ment. These clouds may be disperst Maria. I feare continuall night Will over-shroud me yet poore youth his trespasse Lies in his fortune not the cruelty Of the Dukes sentence Cla. I dare thinke it does Maria. If all faile I will learne thee to conquer Adversity with sufferance Ment. You resolve Nobly Exeunt Actus quartus Scaena prima Enter Cesario and a
make ye covet home away ye boarish rogues ye dogs away Enter wife Wife Oh oh oh how now man are you satisfi'd Corn. I I I a o' your Corporal I am paid soundly I was never better paid in all my life Wife Marry the gods blessing on his honours heart you have done a charitable deed Sir many more such may you live to do Sir the gods keep you Sir the gods protect you Exit Mar. These peasants mock me sure Valerius forgive my dotage see my ashes urn'd and tell fair Dorigen she that but now left me with this harsh vow Sooner these rocks should be remov'd then she would yeeld that I was yet so loving on her gift to die Val. O Jupiter forbid it Sir and grant this my device may certifie thy minde you are my brother nor must perish thus be comforted think you fair Dorigen would yeeld your wishes if these envious rocks by skill could be remov'd or fallacie she made believe so Mar. Why she could not chuse the Athenians are religious in their vows above all nations Val. Soft down yonder hill the Lady comes this way once more to trie her if she persist in obstinacie by my skill learn'd from the old Caldean was my Tutor who train'd me in the Mathematicks I will so dazzle and delude her sight that she shall think this great impossibilitie effected by some supernatural means Be confident this engine shall at least till the gods better order still this brest Exit Valerius Mar. O my best brother go and for reward chuse any part o' th' world I 'll give it thee O little Rome men say thou art a god thou mightst have got a fitter fool then I Enter Dorigen Dor. Art thou there Basilisk remove thine eyes for I am sick to death with thy infection Mar. Yet yet have mercy on me save him Lady whose single arm defends all Rome whose mercie hath sav'd thy husband's and thy life Dor. To spoil our fame and honours no my vow is fixt and stands as constant as these stones do still Mar. Then pitie me ye gods you onely may move her by tearing these firm stones away Solemn musick A mist ariseth the rocks remove Enter Valerius like Mercury singing Val. Martius rejoyce Jove sends me from above his Messenger to cure thy desperate love to shew rash vows cannot binde destinie Lady behold the rocks transplanted be Hard-hearted Dorigen yeeld lest for contempt They fix thee here a rock whence they 're exempt Dor. What strange delusion 's this what Sorcery affrights me with these apparitions my colder Chastity 's nigh turn'd to death Hence lewd Magician dar'st thou make the gods bawds to thy lust will they do miracles to further evil or do they love it now know if they dare do so I dare hate them and will no longer serve 'em Jupiter thy golden showr nor thy snow-white Swan had I been Lada or bright Danae had bought mine honour Turn me into stone for being good and blush when thou hast done Exit Dorigen Enter Valerius Mar. O my Valerius all yet will not do unlesse I could so draw mine honestie down to the lees to be a ravisher she calls me witch and villain Val. Patience Sir the gods will punish perjury Let her breathe and ruminate on this strange sight Time decays the strongest fairest buildings we can finde but still Diana fortifie her minde Exeunt Enter Sophocles and Dorigen Soph. Weep not bright Dorigen for thou hast stood constant and chaste it seems 'gainst gods and men when rocks and mountains were remov'd These wonders do stupifie my senses Martius this is inhumane was thy sicknesse lust yet were this truth why weeps she Jealous soul what dost thou thus suggest Vows Magick Rocks fine tales and tears She ne'er complain'd before I bade her visit him she often did had many opportunities Humh 't is naught O no way but this Come weep no more I have ponder'd this miracle the anger of the gods thy vow my love to thee and Martius he must not perish nor thou be forsworn lest worse fates follow us Go keep thy oath for chaste and whore are words of equal length but let not Martius know that I consent O I am pull'd in pieces Dor. I say you so I 'll meet you in your path O wretched men with all your valour and your learning bubbles Forgive me Sophocles Yet why kneel I for pardon having been but over-diligent like an obedient servant antedating my Lords command Sir I have often and already given this bosom up to his embraces and am proud that my dear Lord is pleas'd with it whose gentle honourable minde I see participates even all his wife and all unto his friend You are sad Sir Martius loves me and I love Martius with such ardencie as never married couple could I must attend him now My Lord when you have need to use your own wife pray Sir send for me till then make use of your Philosophie Exit Soph. Stay Dorigen O me inquisitive fool thou that didst order this congested heap when it was Chaos 'twixt thy spacious palms forming it to this vast rotundie dissolve it now shuffle the elements that no one proper by it self may stand let the sea quench the sun and in that instant the sun drink up the sea day ne'er come down to light me to those deeds that must be done Exit Drums and Colours Enter Martius Valerius Captains and souldiers at one door and Dorigen with Ladies at another Dor. Hail General of Rome from Sophocles that honours Martius Dorigen presents her self to be dishonour'd do thy will for Sophocles commands me to obey Come violate all rules of holinesse and rend the consecrated knot of love Mar. Never Valerius was I blest till now behold the end of all my weary steps the prize of all my Battels leave us all leave us as quick as thought Thus joy begin in zealous love a minutes losse is sin Val. Can Martius be so vile or Dorigen Dor. Stay stay and monster keep thou further off I thought thy brave soul would have much much loath'd to have gone on still on such terms as this See thou ungrateful since thy desperate lust nothing can cure but death I 'll die for thee whilst my chaste name lives to posterity Mar. Live live thou Angel of thy sex forgive till by those golden tresses thou be'st snatch'd alive to heaven for thy corruption 's so little that it cannot suffer death Was ever such a woman O my Mirror how perfectly thou shew'st me all my faults which now I hate and when I next attempt thee let all the fires in the Zodiak drop on this cursed head All O blest event Dor. Rise like the sun again in all his glory after a dark Eclipse Mar. Never without a pardon Enter Sophocles and two or three with him Dor. Sir you have forgiven your self Soph. Behold their impudence are my words just Unthankful man viper to Arms and Rome thy natural
hour she is now a surfet to me Enter Gentill Who 's that Gentill I charge ye no acquaintance you nor your maid with him nor no discourse till times are riper Gent. Fie my noble Lord can you be now a stranger to the Court when your most vertuous Bride the beauteous Hellena stands ready like a star to gild your happinesse when Hymen's lustie fires are now a lighting and all the flowre of Anjoy Lav. Some few trifles for matter of adornment have a little made me so slow Gentille which now in readinesse I am for Court immediately Gent. Take heed Sir this is no time for trifling nor she no Ladie to be now entertain'd with toyes 't will cost ye Lav. Y' are an old Cock Gentille Gent. By your Lordships favour Lav. Prethee away 't will lose time Gent. O my Lord pardon me that by all means Lav. We have businesse afoot man of more moment Gen. Then my manners I know none nor I seek none Lav. Take to morrow Gent. Even now by your Lordships leave Excellent Beautie my ever service here I dedicate in honour of my best friend your dead Father to you his living vertue and wish heartily that firm affection that made us two happie may take as deep undying root and flourish betwixt my daughter Casta and your goodnesse who shall be still your servant Gab. I much thank ye Lav. o' this dreaming puppie Will ye go Sir Gent. A little more Good Lord Lav. Not now by Come I must use ye Gent. Goodnesse dwell still with you Exeunt Gentille Lavall Gab. The sight of this old Gentleman Maria puls to mine eyes again the living picture of Perolot his vertuous son my first Love that dy'd at Orleance Mar. You have felt both fortunes and in extreams poor Lady for young Perolot being every way unable to maintain you durst not make known his love to friend or father My Lord Lavall being powerfull and you poor will not acknowledge you Gab. No more Le ts in wench there let my Lute speak my laments they have tired me Exeunt Enter two Courtiers 1. Court I grant the Duke is wondrous provident in his now planting for succession I know his care as honourable in the choice too Marines fair vertuous daughter but what 's all this to what end excellent arrives this travell when he that bears the main roof is so rotten 2. Cou. You have hit it now indeed For if fame lye not he is untemperate 1. Court You expresse him poorly too gentle Sir the most deboist and barbarous beleeve it the most void of all humanitie howere his cunning cloake it to his Uncle and those his pride depends upon 2. Cour. I have heard too given excessively to drink 1. Court Most certain and in that drink most dangerous I speak these things to one I know loves truth and dares not wrong her 2. Cour. You may speak on 1. Cour. Uncertain as the sea Sir proud and deceitfull as his sins great Master his appetite to women for there he carries his main sail spread so boundlesse and abominably that but to have her name by that tongue spoken poysons the vertue of the purest Virgin 2. Cour. I am sorry for young Gabriella then a maid reputed ever of faire carriage for he has been noted visiting 1. Cour. Shee is gone then or any else that promises or power gifts or his guilfull vows can work upon but these are but poor parcels 2. Cour. 'T is great pitie 1. Cour. Nor want these sins a chief saint to befriend 'em the Divell follows him and for a truth Sir appears in visible figure often to him at which time he 's possest with sudden trances cold deadly sweats and griping of the conscience tormented strangely as they say 2. Cour. Heaven turn him This marriage day maist thou well curse fair Hellen But let 's go view the Ceremony 1. Cour. I 'll walk with you Exeunt Musick Enter Gabriella and Maria above And Lavall Bride States in solemnitie as to marriage and passe over viz. Duke Marine Longavile Mar. I hear 'em come Gad. Would I might never hear more Mar. I told you still but you were so incredulous See there they kisse Gab. Adders be your embarces The poyson of a rotten heart O Hellen blast thee as I have been just such a flattery with that same cunning face that smile upon 't O mark it Marie mark it seriously that master smile caught me Mar. There 's the old Duke and Marine her father Gab. Oh Mar. There Longavile the Ladies now Gab. Oh I am murderd Marie Beast most inconstant beast Mar. There Gab. There I am not no more I am not there Hear me oh heaven and all you powers of justice bow down to me but you of pitie die I am abus'd she that depended on your Providence she is abus'd your honour is abus'd that noble peece ye made and call'd it man is turn'd to divell all the world 's abus'd Give me a womans will provok'd to mischiefe a two edg'd heart my suffring thoughts to wild-fires and my embraces to a timelesse grave turne Mar. Here I 'll step in for 't is an act of merit Gab. I am too big to utter more Mar. Take time then Enter Gentille and Casta Gent. This solitary life at home undoes thee obscures thy beautie first which should prefer thee next fils thee full of sad thoughts which thy yeers must not arrive at yet they choak thy sweetnesse Follow the time my girl and it will bring thee even to the fellowship of the noblest women Hellen her self to whom I would prefer thee and under whom this poor and private carriage which I am onely able yet to reach at being cast off and all thy sweets at lustre will take thee as a fair friend and preferre thee Casta. Good Sir be not so cruell as to seek to kill that sweet content y' have bred me to Have I not here enough to thank heaven for the free air uncorrupted with new flattery the water that I touch unbrib'd with odours to make me sweet to others the pure fire not smotherd up and choak'd with lustfull incense to make my blood sweat but burning cleer and high tels me my minde must flame up so to heaven What should I do at Court wear rich apparell me thinks these are as warm And for your state Sir wealthie enough Is it you would have me proud and like a pageant stuck up for amazements Teach not your child to tread that path for fear Sir your drie bones after death groan in your grave the miseries that follow Gent. Excellent Casta Casta. When shall I pray again a Courtier or when I doe to what God what new body and new face must I make me with new manners for I must be no more my self Whose Mistris must I be first with whose sin-offring season'd and when I am grown so great and glorious with prostitution of my burning beauties that great Lords kneel and Princes beg for
favours do you think I 'll be your daughter a poor Gentlemans or know you for my Father Gent. My best Casta Enter Lavall O my most vertuous childe heaven reigns within thee take thine own choice sweet child and live a saint still The Lord Lavall stand by wench Lav. Gabriella she cannot nor she dares not make it known my greatnesse crushes her when-ere she offers why should I fear her then Gent. Come let 's passe on wench Lav. Gentille come hither Who 's that Gentlewoman Gent. A child of mine Sir who observing custome is going to the Monasterie to her prayers Lav. A fair one a most sweet one fitter far to beautifie a Court then make a Votarist Go on fair Beautie and in your Orizons remember me Will ye fair sweet Casta. Most humbly Exeunt Lav. An admirable Beautie how it fires me Enter a Spirit But shee 's too full of grace and I too wicked I feel my wonted fit Defend mee goodnesse O it growes colder still and stiffer on me my hair stands up my sinews shake and shrink Help me good heaven and good thoughts dwel within me O get thee gone thou evill evill spirit haunt me no more I charge thee Spir. Yes Lavall thou art my vassall and the slave to mischiefe I blast thee with new sin pursue thy pleasure Casta is rare and sweet a blowing Beautie set thy desires afire and never quench 'em till thou enjoy'st her make her all thy heaven and all thy joy for shee is all true happinesse Thou art powerfull use command if that prevail not force her I 'll be thy friend Lav. O help me help me Spir. Her vertue like a spel sinke me to darkness Exit Enter Gentille and Casta Gent. He 's here still How is 't noble Lord me thinks Sir you look a little wildly Is it that way is 't her you stare on so I have spi'd your fire Sir but dare not stay the flaming Come Lav. Sweet creature excellent Beautie do me but the happinesse to be your humblest servant O fair eyes O blessed blessed sweetnesse divine virgin Casta. O good my Lord retire into your honour you 're spoken good and vertuous plac'd at helme to govern others from mischances from example of such fair Chronicles as great ones are we do or sure we should direct our lives I know y' are full of worth a school of vertue daily instructing us that live below ye I make no doubt dwels there Lav. I cannot answer she has struck me dumb with wonder Casta. Goodnesse guide ye Exeunt Lav. She 's gone and with her all light and has left me dark as my black desires O divell lust how dost thou hug my blood and whisper to me there is no day again no time no living without this lustie Beautie break upon me Let me collect my self I strive like billows beaten against a rock and fall a fool still I must enjoy her and I will from this hour my thoughts and all my bus'nesse shall be nothing Enter Maria my eating and my sleeping but her beautie and how to work it Mar. Health to my Lord Lavall Nay good Sir do not turn with such displeasure I come not to afflict your new born pleasures my honour'd Mistris neither let that vex ye for nothing is intended but safe to you Lav. What of your Mistris I am full of bus'nesse Mar. I will be short my Lord she loving Lady considring the unequall tie between ye and how your ruine with the Duke lay on it as also the most noble match now made by me sends back all links of marriage all holy vows and rights of Ceremonie all promises oathes tears and all such pawnes you left in hostage onely her love shee cannot for that still follows ye but not to hurt ye and still beholds ye Sir but not to shame ye In recompence of which this is her suit Sir her poor and last petition but to grant her when weary nights have cloy'd ye up with kisses as such must come the honour of a Mistris the honour but to let her see those eyes those eyes she doats on more then gods do goodnesse and but to kisse ye onely with this prayer a prayer onely to awake your pitie and on her knees she made it that this night you 'ld blesse her with your company at supper Lav. I like this well and now I think on 't better I 'll make a present use from this occasion Mar. Nay good my Lord be not so cruell to her because she has been yours Lav. and to mine own end a rare way I will work Mar. Can love for ever the love of her my Lord so perish in ye as ye desire in your desires to prosper What gallant under heaven but Anjou's heire then can brag so fair a wife and sweet a Mistris good noble Lord Lav. Ye mis-apply me Mary nor do I want true pitie to your Ladie Pitie and love tell me too much I have wrong'd her to dare to see her more yet if her sweetnesse can entertain a mediation and it must be a great one that can cure me my love again as far as honour bids me my service and my self Mar. That 's nobly spoken Lav. Shall hourly see her want shall never know her nor where she has bestow'd her love repent her Mar. Now whither drives he Lav. I have heard Maria that no two women in the world more lov'd then thy good Mistris and Gentilles fair daughter Mar. What may this mean You have heard a truth my Lord but since the secret love betwixt you two my Mistris durst not entertain such friendship Casta is quick and of a piercing judgement and quickly will finde out a flaw Lav. Hold Marie shrink not 't is good gold wench prepare a Banquet and get that Casta thither for she 's a creature so full of forcible divine perswasion and so unwearied ever with good office and she shall cure my ill cause to my Mistris and make all errours up Mar. I 'll doe my best Sir But shee 's too fearfull coy and scrupulous to leave her fathers house so late and bashfull at any mans appearance that I fear Sir 't will prove impossible Lav. There 's more gold Marie and fain thy Mistris wondrous sick to death wench Mar. I have ye in the wind now and I 'll pay ye Lav. Shee cannot chuse but come 't is charitie the chief of her profession undertake this and I am there at night if not I leave ye Mar. I will not loose this offer though it fall out clean crosse to that we cast I 'll undertake it I will my Lord she shall be there Lav. By Mar. By she shall Lav. Let it be something late then for being seen Now force or favour wins her My spirits are grown dull strong wine and store shall set 'em up again and make mee fit to draw home at the enterprise I aime at Exit Ma. Go thy waies false Lord if thou hold'st thou pai'st the
your Lordship To thinke I have not so far lost my reason To bring into my Familie to succeed me The stranger Issue of anothers Bed By proofe this is my Son I challenge him Accept him and acknowledge him and desire By a definitive Sentence of the Court He may be so recorded and full powre To me to take him home Iac. A second rape To the poore remnant of Content that 's left me If this be granted and all my former wrongs Were but beginnings to my miseries But this the height of all rather then part With my Ascanio I 'll deny my oath Professe my selfe a Strumpet and endure What punishment soe're the Court decrees Against a wretch that hath forsworne her selfe Or plai'd the impudent whore Assist. This tastes of passion And that must not divert the course of Justice Don Henrique take your Son with this Condition You give him maintenance as becomes his birth And 't will stand with your honour to doe something For this wronged woman I will compell nothing But leave it to your will Break up the Court It is in vaine to move me my doom 's pass'd And cannot be revok'd Exit Hen. There 's your reward Bar. More Causes and such Fees Now to my Wife I have too long bin absent Health to your Lordship Asc. You all look strangely and I feare beleeve This unexpected fortune makes me proud Indeed it do's not I shall ever pay you The duty of a son and honour you Next to my Father good my Lord for yet I dare not call you uncle be not sad I never shall forget those noble favours You did me being a stranger and if ever I live to be the master of a fortune You shall command it Jam. Since it was determi'nd I should be cozen'd I am glad the profit Shall fall on thee I am too tough to melt But something I will do Hen. Pray you take leaue Of your steward gentle Brother the good husband That takes up all for you Jam. Very well mock on It is your turn I may have mine Exit Oct. But do not Forget us deare Ascanio Asc. Do not feare it I Every day will see you every houre Remember you in my prayers Jam. My grief 's too great To be expressed in words Exit Hen. Take that and leave us Leave us without reply nay come back sirrah And study to forget such things as these As are not worth the knowledge Asc. O good Sir These are bad principles Hen. Such as you must learn Now you are mine for wealth and poverty Can hold no friendship and what is my will You must observe and do though good or ill Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Bartolus Bar. Where is my wife 'fore heaven I have done wonders Done mighty things to day my Amaranta My heart rejoyces at my wealthy Gleanings A rich litigious Lord I love to follow A Lord that builds his happinesse on brawlings O 't is a blessed thing to have rich Clyents Why wife I say how fares my studious Pupill Hard at it still ye are too violent All things must have their rests they will not last els Come out and breathe Leandro within Lean. I do beseech you pardon me I am deeply in a sweet point Sir Bar. I 'le instruct ye Enter Amaranta I say take breath seek health first then your study O my sweet soul I have brought thee golden birds home Birds in abundance I have done strange wonders There 's more a hatching too Am. Have ye done good husband Then 't is a good day spent Bar. Good enough chicken I have spred the nets o' th' law to catch rich booties And they come flttering in how do's my Pupil My modest thing hast thou yet spoken to him Am. As I past by his chamber I might see him But he is so bookish Bar. And so bashfull too I faith he is before he will speak he will starve there Am. I pitie him a little Bar. So do I too Am. And if he please to take the aire o' th gardens Or walk i' th' inward roomes so he molest not Bar. He shall not trouble thee he dare not speak to thee Enter Moore with Chesse-board Bring out the Chesse-board come let 's have a game wife I 'le try your masterie you say you are cunning Am. As learned as ye are Sir I shall beat ye Enter Leandro Ba. Here he steales out put him not out of countenance 'Prethee look another way he will be gone else Walk and refresh your self I 'l be with you presently Lean. I 'le take the aire a little Bar. 'T will be healthfull Am. Will ye be there then here I le spare ye that man Lean. Would I were so neare too and a mate fitting A. What think ye Sir to this have at your Knight now Bar. 'T was subtilly playd your Queen lies at my service Pre thee look off he is ready to pop in again Look off I say do'st thou not see how he blushes Am. I do not blast him Lean. But ye do and burn too What killing looks she steals Bar. I have you now close Now for a Mate Lean. You are a blessed man that may so have her Oh that I might play with her knock within Bar. Who 's there I come you cannot scape me now wife I come I come knock Lean. Most blessed hand that calls him Bar. Play quickly wife Am. 'Pray ye give leave to think Sir Enter Moore Moore An honest neighbour that dwells hard by Sir Would fain speak with your worship about businesse Lean. The devil blow him off Bar. Play Am. I will study For if you beat me thus you will still laugh at me knock Bar. He knocks again I cannot stay Leandro 'Pray thee come near Lean. I am well Sir here Bar. Come hither Be not afraid but come Am. Here 's none will bite Sir Lean. God forbid Lady Am. 'Pray come nearer Lean. Yes forsooth Bar. 'Pre thee observe these men just as they stand here And see this Lady do not alter 'em And be not partiall Pupill Lean. No indeed Sir Bar. Let her not move a pawn I 'le come back presently Nay you shall know I am a Conquerour Have an eye Pupill Exit Am. Can ye play at Chesse Sir Lean. A little Lady Am. But you cannot tell me How to avoid this Mate win the Game too Ha's noble eyes ye dare not friend me so farre Lean. I dare do any thing that 's in mans power Lady To be a friend to such a noble beauty Am. This is no Lawyers language I pray ye tell me Whether may I remove Ye see I am set round To avoid my husband Lean. I shall tell ye happily But happily you will not be instructed Am. Yes and I thank ye too shall I move this man Lean. Those are unseemly move one can serve ye Can honour ye can love ye Am. 'Pray ye tell quickly He will return and then Lean. I 'le tell ye instantly Move me and I wil move
they be hardly lost Gen. Come these are tricks I smell 'em I will goe Ser. Have I not still profest my selfe your friend Gen. Yes but you never shewd it to me yet Ser. But now I will because I see you wise And give ye thus much light into a businesse That came to me but now be resolute Stand stifly to it that you will depart And presently Gen. Why so I meane to doe Ser. And by this light you may be what you will Will you be secret Sir Gen. Why what 's the matter Ser. The King does feare you Gent. How Ser. And is now in Counsell Gent. About me Ser. About you and you be wise You 'l finde hee 's in Counsell about you His Councellours have told him all the truth Gent. What truth Ser. Why that which now he knows too well Gent. What is 't Ser. That you have followed him seven years With a great traine and though he have not grac't you Yet you have div'd into the hearts of thousands With liberality and noble carriage And if you should depart home unprefer'd All discontented and seditious spirits Would flocke to you and thrust you into action With whose help your Tenants who doth not know If you were so dispos'd How great a part of this yet fertile peaceful realm of Fran You might make desolate but when the King Heard this Gent. what said he Ser. Nothing but shook As never Christian Prince did shake before And to be short you may be what you will But be not ambitious Sir sit downe With moderate honours least you make your selfe More feard Gent. I know Sir what I have to doe In mine own businesse Enter Longavile Long. Where 's Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Why there he stands will you ought with him Long. Yes Good day Monsieur Marine Gent. Good day to you Long. His Majesty doth commend himselfe Most kindly to you Sir and hath by me Sent you this favour kneele downe rise a Knight Gent. I thank his Majesty Long. And he doth further request you Not to leave the Court so soone For though your former merits have been slighted After this time there shall no Office fall Worthy your spirit as he doth confesse There 's none so great but you shall surely have it Ser. Do you heare if you yield yet you are an asse Gent. I 'le shew my service to his Majesty In greater things then these but for this small one I must intreat his Highnesse to excuse me Long. I 'le beare your Knightly words unto the King And bring his Princely answer backe againe Exit Long Ser. VVell said be resolute a while I know There is a tide of honours comming on I warrant you Enter Bewford Bew. VVhere is this new made Knight Gent. Here Sir Bew. Let me enfold you in my arms Then call you Lord the King will have it so Who doth entreat your Lordship to remember His message sent to you by Longavile Ser. If ye be durty and dare not mount aloft You may yield now I know what I would do Gent. Peace I will fit him tell his Majesty I am a Subject and I do confesse I serve a gracious Prince that thus hath heapt Honours on me without desert but yet As for the message businesse urgeth me I must be gone and he must pardon me Were he ten thousand Kings and Emperours Bew. I 'le tell him so Ser. Why this was like your selfe Bew. As he hath wrought him 't is the finest fellow That ere was Christmas Lord he carries it So truly to the life as though he were One of the plot to gull himselfe Exit Bewf Ser. Why so you sent the wisest and the shrewdest Unto the King I swear my honoured friend That ever any Subject sent his Liege Gent. Nay now I know I have him on the hip I 'le follow it Enter Longavile Long. My honourable Lord Give me your noble hand right courteous Peer And from henceforth be a courtly Earl The King so wills and Subjects must obey Only he doth desire you to consider Of his request Ser. Why faith your well my Lord yield to him Gent. Yield why 't was my plot Ser. Nay 't was your wives plot Gent. To get preferment by it And thinks he now to pop me i th mouth But with an Earldome I le be one step higher Ser. 'T is the finest Lord I am afraid anon He will stand upon 't to share the Kingdome with him Enter Bewford Bew. Wher 's this Courtly Earle His Majesty commends his love unto you And will you but now grant to his request He bids you be a Duke and chuse of whence Ser. Why if you yield not now you are undone What can you wish to have more but the Kingdome Gent. So please his Majesty I would be Du of Burgundy Because I like the place Bew. I Know the King is pleas'd Gen. Then will I stay and kisse his Highnesse hand Bew. His Majesty wil be a glad man when he hears it Lon. But how shall we keep this from the worlds eare That some one tell him not he is no Duke Ser. Wee 'l think of that anon Why Gentlemen is this a gracious habit for a Duke Each gentle body set a finger to To pluck the clouds of this his riding weeds From off the orient sunne of his best cloths I 'le pluck one boot and spur off Long. I another Bew. I le pluck his Jerkin off Ser. Sit down my Lord Both his spurs off at once good Longavile And Bewford take that scarfe off and that hat Doth not become his largely sprouting fore-head Now set your gracious foot to this of mine One pluck will do it so off with the other Lon. Loe thus your servant Longavile doth pluck The trophy of your former gentry off Off with his Jerkin Bewford Ser. Didst thou never see A nimble footed Taylor stand so in his stockings Whilst some friend help to pluck his Jerkin off To dance a Jigg Enter Jaques Lon. Here 's his man Jaques come Booted and ready still Ja. My Mistris stayes Why how now Sir what do your Worship mean To plucke your grave and thrifty habit off Gent. My slippers Jaques Lon. O thou mighty Duke Pardon this man That thus hath trespassed in ignorance Gent. I pardon him Lon. His Graces slippers Jaques Ia. Why what 's the matter Lon. Foot-man hee 's a Duke The King hath rais'd him above all his land Ja. I 'le to his Couzen presently and tell him so O what a dung-hill countrey rogue was I Exit Iaques Enter Wife Ser. See see my Mistrisse Lon. Let 's observe their greeting Wife Unto your will as every good wife ought I have turnd all my thoughts and now am ready Gent. O Wife I am not worthy to kisse the least Of all thy toes much lesse thy thumb Which yet I would be bold with all thy counsell Hath been to me Angelicall but mine to thee Hath been most durty like my mind Deare Duchesse
I must stay Wife What are you mad to make me Dresse and undresse turne and winde me Because you find me plyant said I not The whole world should not alter me if once I were resolv'd and now you call me Duchesse Why what 's the matter Gent. Loe a Knight doth kneel Wife A Knight Gent. A Lord Wife A foole Gent. I say doth kneele an Earle a Duke Long. In drawers Bew. Without shoes Wife Sure you are lunatick Ser. No honoured Duchesse If you dare but believe your servants truth I know he is a Duke Long. God save his Grace Wife I aske your Graces pardon Gent. Then I rise And here in token that all strife shall end 'Twixt thee and me I let my drawers fall And to thy hands I do deliver them Which signifies that in all acts and speeches From this time forth my wife shall wear the breeches Ser. An honourable composition Exeunt omnes Actus Tertius Enter Cousen and Iaques Cous. Shall I beleeve thee Iaques Ja. Sir you may Cous. Didst thou not dreame Ja. I did not Coz. Nor imagine Ja. Neither of both I saw him great and mighty I saw the Monsieurs bow and heard them cry Good health and fortune to my Lord the Duke Cous. A Duke art sure a Duke Ja. I am sure a Duke And so sure as I know my selfe for Jaques Cous. Yet the sun may dazell Jaques was it not Some leane Commander of an angry Block-house To keep the fleamish Eele-boats from invasion Or some bold Baron able to dispend His fifty pounds a yeare and meet the foe Upon the Kings command in gilded canvas And do his deeds of worth or was it not Some place of gaine as Clerk to the great Band Of maribones that people call the Switzers Men made of beufe and sarcenet Ja. Is a Duke his chamber hung with Nobles like a presence Cous. I am something wavering in my faith Would you would settle me and sweare 't is so Is he a Duke indeed Ja. I sweare he is Cous. I am satisfied he is my Kinsman Jaques And I his poor unworthy Couzen Ja. True Sir Cous. I might have been a Duke too I had meanes A wife as faire as his and as wise as his And could have brookt the Court as well as his And laid about her for her husbands honour O Jaques had I ever dreamt of this I had prevented him Ja. Faith Sir it came Above our expectation we were wise Only in seeking to undoe this honour Which shewed our dung-hill breeding and our durt Cous. But tell me Iaques Why could we not perceive what dull Divell Wrought us to crosse this noble course perswading 'T would be his overthrow for me a Courtier Is he that knows all Iaques and does all 'T is as his noble Grace hath often said And very wisely Jaques we are fooles And understand just nothing Ia. I as we were I confesse it But rising with our great Master We shall be call'd to knowledge with our places 'T is nothing to be wise not thus much there Ther 's not the least of the billet dealers Nor any of the Pastry or the Kitchin But have it in measure delicate Coz. Me thinks this greatness of the Dukes my Couzens I aske you mercy Iaques that near name Is too familiar for me should give promise Of some great benefits to his attendants Ja. I have a suite my selfe and it is sure Or I mistake my ends much Cous. What is 't Iaques May I not crave the place Ja. Yes Sir you shall 'T is to be but his Graces Secretary Which is my little all and my ambition Till my known worth shall take me by the hand And set me higher how the fates may do In this poor threed of life is yet uncertaine I was not born I take it for a trencher Nor to espouse my Mistris Dairy-maid Cous. I am resolv'd my wife shall up to Court I 'le furnish her that is a speeding course And cannot chuse but breed a mighty fortune What a fine youth was I to let him start And get the rise before me I 'le dispatch And put my selfe in moneys Ja. Masse 't is true And now you talke of money Sir my businesse For taking those Crowns must be dispatcht This litle plot in the Countrey lies most fit To do his Grace such serviceable uses I must about it Cous. Yet before you goe Give me your hand and bear my humble service To the great Duke your Master and his Duchesse And live your selfe in favour say my wife Shall there attend them shortly so farewell Ja. I 'le see you mounted Sir Cous. It may not be Your place is far above it spare your selfe And know I am your servant fare ye well Exit Cousen Ja. Sir I shall rest to be commanded by you This place of Secretary will not content me I must be more and greater let me see To be a Baron is no such great matter As people take it for say I were a Count I am still an under person to this Duke Which me thinks sounds but harshly but a Duke O I am strangely taken 't is a Duke Or nothing I 'le advise upon t and see What may be done by wit and industry Exit Enter Wife Longoveil Bewford Servants Wife It must be carried closely with a care That no man speak unto him or come near him Without our private knowledge or be made Afore-hand to our practice My good husband I shall entreat you now to stay a while And prove a noble coxcomb Gentlemen Your counsell and advice about this carriage Ser. Alas good man I do begin to mourn His dire massacre what a persecution Is pouring down upon him sure he is sinfull Long. Let him be kept in 's chamber under shew Of state and dignity and no man sufferd To see his noble face or have accesse But we that are Conspirators Bew. Or else down with him into the countrey amongst his Tenants There he may live far longer in his greatnesse And play the foole in pomp amongst his fellows Wife No he shall play the foole in the City and stay I will not loose the greatnesse of this jest That shal be given to my wit for the whole revenues Ser. Then thus wee 'l have a guard about his person That no man come too neare him and ourselves Alwayes in company have him into the City To see his face swell whilst in divers corners Some of our own appointing shall be ready To cry heaven blesse your Grace long live your Grace Wife Servant your counsells excellent good And shall be followed t will be rarely strange To see him stated thus as though he went A shroving through the City or intended To set up some new stake I shall not hold From open laughter when I heare him crye Come hither my sweet Dutchesse let me kisse Thy gracious lips for this will be his phrases I feare me nothing but his legs will breake Under his mighty weight of such
don boy Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Gerrard and Floriz Ger. By this time Sir I hope you want no reasons Why I broke off your marriage for though I Should as a Subject study you my Prince In things indifferent it will not therefore Discredit you to acknowledge me your Father By harkning to my necessary counsells Flo. Acknowledge you my Father Sir I do And may impiety conspiring with My other Sinnes sinck me and sodainly When I forget to pay you a Sonnes duty In my obedience and that help'd forth With all the cheerefullnesse Ger. I pray you rise And may those powers that see and love this in you Reward you for it Taught by your example Having receiv'd the rights due to a Father I tender you th' allegance of a Subject Which as my Prince accept of Flo. Kneele to me May mountaines first fall down beneath their valleys And fire no more mount upwards when I suffer An act in nature so preposterous I must o'recome in this in all things else The victory be yours could you here read me You should perceive how all my faculties Triumph in my blest fate to be found yours I am your son your son Sir and am prouder To be so to the Father to such goodnesse Which heaven be pleas'd I may inherit from you Then I shall ever of those specious titles That plead for my succession in the Earldome Did I possesse it now left by my mother Ger. I do beleeve it but Flo. O my lov'd Father Before I knew you were so by instinct Nature had taught me to look on your wants Not as a strangers and I know not how What you call'd charity I thought the payment Of some religious debt nature stood bound for And last of all when your magnificent bounty In my low ebb of fortune had brought in A flood of blessings though my threatning wants And feare of their effects still kept me stupid I soone found out it was no common pitty That lead you to it Ger. Thinke of this hereafter When we with joy may call it to remembrance There will be a time more opportune then now To end your story with all circumstances I add this only when we fled from Woolfort I sent you into England and there placed you With a brave Flanders Merchant call'd rich Goswin A man supplyed by me unto that purpose As bound by oath never to discover you Who dying left his name and wealth unto you As his reputed Son and yet receiv'd so But now is Florez and a Prince remember The countreys and the subjects generall good Must challenge the first part in your affection The faire maid whom you chose to be your wife Being so far beneath you that your love Must grant shee 's not your equall Flo. In discent Or borrowed glories from dead Ancestors But for her beauty chastity and all vertues Ever remembred in the best of women A Monarch might receive from her not give Though she were his Crownes purchase In this only Be an indulgent Father in all else Use my authority Enter Hubert Hemskirke Woolfort Bertha and Souldiers Hub. Sir here be two of 'em The Father and the Son the rest you shall have As fast as I can rouze them Ger. Who 's this Woolfort Wool I Criple your faigned crutches wil not help you Nor patch'd disguise that hath so long conceal'd you It 's now no halting I must here finde Gerrard And in this Merchants habit one called Florez Who would be an Earl Ger. And is wert thou a subject Flo. Is this that Traitor Woolfort Woolf. Yes but you Are they that are betraid Hemskirke Ber. My Goswin Turn'd Prince ô I am poorer by this greatnesse Then all my former jealousies or misfortunes Flo. Gertrud Woolf. Stay Sir you were to day too neare her You must no more ayme at those easy accesses Lesse you can do 't in aire without a head Which shall be sodainly tri'de Ber. O take my heart first And since I cannot hope now to enjoy him Let me but fall a part of his glad ransome Woolf. You know not your own value that entreat Ger. So proud a fiend as Woolfort VVoolf. For so lost A thing as Florez Flo. And that would be so Rather then she should stoop againe to thee There is no death but 's sweeter then all life When VVoolfort is to give it O my Gertrude It is not that nor Princedom that I goe from It is from thee that losse includeth all Wool I if my young Prince knew his losse hee would say so VVhich that he yet may chew on I will tell him This is no Gertrude nor no Hemskirks Niece Nor Vandoncks daughter this is Bertha Bertha The heir of Brabant she that caus'd the warr Whom I did steale during my treaty there For your minority to raise my selfe I then fore-seeing 't would beget a quarrell That a necessity of my employment The same employment make me master of strength That strength the Lord of Flanders so of Brabant By marrying her which had not been to doe Sir She come of years but that the expectation First of her Fathers death retarded it And since the standing out of Bruges where Hemskirke had hid her till she was neer lost But Sir we have recover'd her your Merchantship May breake for this was one of your best bottoms I thinke Ger. Insolent Devill Enter Hubert with Jaqueline Gynks and Costin Woolf. Who are these Hemskirke Hem. More more Sir Flo. How they triumph in their treachery Hem. Lord Arnold of Benthusin this Lord Costin This Jaqueline the sister unto Florez Wol. All found why here 's brave game this was sport-royall And puts me in thought of a new kind of death for 'em Hunts-man your horn first wind me Florez fall Next Gerrards then his daughter Jaquelins Those rascalls they shall dye without their rights Hang 'em Hemskirke on these trees I l'e take The assay of these my selfe Hub. Not here my Lord Let 'em be broken up upon a scaffold T will shew the better when their arbour 's made Ger. Wretch art thou not content thou hast betraid us But mocke us too Ginks. False Hubert this is monstrous Wool Hubert Hem. VVho this Ger. Yes this is Hubert Woolfort I hope he ha's helpt himselfe to a tree Woolf. The first The first of any and most glad I have you Sir I let you goe before but for a traine Is 't you have done this service Hub. As your Hunts-man But now as Hubert save your selves I will The Woolf 's a foote let slip kill kill kill kill Enter with a drum Van-donck Merchants Higgen Prig Ferret Snap Woolf. Betray'd Hub. No but well catch'd and I the Huntsman Van-d. How do you Woolfort Rascal good knave Wool I speake it now without the Rose and Hemskirck Rogue Hemskirck you that have no neice this Lady Was stolen by you and tane by you and now Resign'd by me to the right owner here Take her my Prince Flo. Can this be
not sought for That should authorize it Achil. The Civill war In which the Roman Empire is embarq'd On a rough Sea of danger does exact Their whole care to preserve themselves and give them No vacant time to think of what we do Which hardly can concern them Ach. What 's your opinion Of the successe I have heard in multitudes Of souldiers and all glorious pomp of war Pompey is much superiour Achil. I could give you A Catalogue of all the severall Nations From whence he drew his powers but that were tedious They have rich armes are ten to one in number Which makes them think the day already wonne And Pompey being master of the Sea Such plenty of all delicates are brought in As if the place on which they are entrench'd Were not a Camp of souldiers but Rome In which Lucullus and Apicius joyn'd To make a publique Feast they at Dirachium Fought with successe but knew not to make use of Fortunes faire offer so much I have heard Caesar himselfe confesse Ach. Where are they now Achil. In Thessalie neere the Pharsalian plains Where Caesar with a handfull of his Men Hems in the greater number his whole troops Exceed not twenty thousand but old Souldiers Flesh'd in the spoiles of Germany and France Enur'd to his Command and only know To fight and overcome And though that Famine Raignes in his Camp compelling them to tast Bread made of rootes forbid the use of man Which they with scorne threw into Pompeys Camp As in derision of his Delicates Or corne not yet halfe ripe and that a Banquet They still besiege him being ambitious only To come to blows and let their swords determine Who hath the better Cause Enter Septinius Ach. May Victory Attend on 't where it is Achil. We every houre Expect to heare the issue Sep. Save my good Lords By Isis and Osiris whom you worship And the foure hundred gods and goddesses Ador'd in Rome I am your Honours servant Ach. Truth needs Seprinius no oaths Achil. You are cruell If you deny him swearing you take from him Three full parts of his language Sep. Your Honour 's bitter Confound me where I love I cannot say it But I must swear 't yet such is my ill fortune Nor vowes nor protestations win beliefe I think and I can finde no other reason Because I am a Roman Ach. No Septinius To be a Roman were an honour to you Did not your manners and your life take from it And cry aloud that from Rome you bring nothing But Roman Vices which you would plant here But no seed of her vertues Sep. With your reverence I am too old to learn Ach. Any thing honest That I beleeve without an oath Sept. I feare Your Lordship has slept ill to night and that Invites this sad discourse 't will make you old Before your time o' these vertuous Moralls And old religious principles that foole us I have brought you a new Song will make you laugh Though you were at your prayers Ach. What is the subject Be free Septinius Sep. 'T is a Catalogue Of all the Gamsters of the Court and City Which Lord lyes with that Lady and what Gallant Sports with that Merchants wife and does relate Who sells her honour for a Diamond Who for a tissew robe whose husband 's jealous And who so kind that to share with his Wife Will make the match himselfe Harmlesse conceits Though fooles say they are dangerous I sang it The last night at my Lord Photinus table Ach. How as a Fidler Sep. No Sir as a Guest A welcome guest too and it was approv'd of By a dozen of his friends though they were touch'd in 't For looke you 't is a kind of merriment When we have laid by foolish modesty As not a man of fashion will weare it To talke what we have done at least to heare it If merrily set down it fires the blood And heightens Crest-falne appetite Ach. New doctrine Achil. Was 't of your owne composing Sep. No I bought it Of a skulking Scribler for two Ptolomies But the hints were mine owne the wretch was fearfull But I have damnd my selfe should it be question'd That I will owne it Ach. And be punished for it Take heed for you may so long exercise Your scurrilous wit against authority The Kingdomes Counsels and make profane Jests Which to you being an atheist is nothing Against Religion that your great maintainers Unlesse they would be thought Co-partners with you Will leave you to the Law and then Septinius Remember there are whips Sep. For whores I grant you Till they are out of date till then are safe too Or all the Gallants of the Court are Eunuchs And for mine owne defence I 'le only add this I 'le be admitted for a wanton tale To some most private Cabinets when your Priest-hood Though laden with the mysteries of your goddesse Shall waite without unnoted so I leave you To your pious thoughts Exit Achil. 'T is a strange impudence This fellow does put on Aâ—h. The wonder great He is accepted of Achil. Vices for him Make as free way as vertues doe for others 'T is the times fault yet great ones still have grace'd To make them sport or rub them o're with flattery Observes of all kinds Enter Photinus and Septinius Ach. No more of him He is not worth our thoughts a Fugitive From Pompeys army and now in a danger When he should use his service Achil. See how he hangs On great Photinus Eare Sep. Hell and the furies And all the plagues of darknesse light upon me You are my god on earth and let me have Your favour here fall what can fall hereafter Pho. Thou art beleev'd dost thou want money Sep. No Sir Pho. Or hast thou any suite these ever follow Thy vehement protestations Sep. You much wrong me How can I want when your beames shine upon me Unlesse employment to expresse my zeale To do your Greatnesse service doe but thinke A deed so darke the Sun would blush to looke on For which Man-kind would curse me and arme all The Powers above and those below against me Command me I will on Pho. When I have use I 'le put you to the test Sep. May it be speedy And something worth my danger you are cold And know not your own powers this brow was fashion'd To weare a Kingly wreath and your grave judgment Given to dispose of Monarchies not to govern A childes affaires the peoples eyes upon you The Souldier courts you will you weare a garment Of sordid loyalty when 't is out of fashion Pho. When Pompey was thy Generall Septinius Thou saidst as much to him Sep. All my love to him To Caesar Rome and the whole world is lost In the Ocean of your Bounties I have no friend Project designe or Countrey but your favour Which I 'le preserve at any rate Pho. No more When I call on you fall not off perhaps Sooner then you expect I may employ you
What mysterie is this Arcanes can they Thinkst thou meane any good Arc. My Lord they dare not Intend ought else but good Cas. T is true they dare not Arcanes welcome them Come hither Annophill Stand close to me wee 'll change our affability Into a forme of State and they shall know Our heart is still our owne Enter Arcanes Fernando and Gaspero Arc. My Lord Cas. Arcanes I know them both Fernando as you are A man of greatnesse I should under-value The right my sword hath fought for to observe Low-fawning complements but as you are A Captive and a stranger I can love you And must be kinde You are welcome Fern. 'T is the all Of my ambition Gas And for proof how much He truely honours your heroick vertues The Senate on his importunity Commend him to your Lordships guard Cas. For what Gas During the time of his abode in Candy To be your houshold guest Fer. Wherein my Lord You shall more make me debtor to your noblenesse Then if you had return'd me without ransome Cass Are you in earnest Sir Fern. My sute to the Senate Shall best resolve you that Cass. Come hither Secretarie Look that this be no trick now put upon me For if it be Sirrah Gas As I have troth My Lord it onely is a favour granted Upon Fernando's motion from himselfe Your Lordship must conceive I 'de not partake Ought but what should concerne your honour who Has been the prop our Countries shield and safety But the renowned Cassilane Cass. Applause Is Gaspero puffe nothing why young Lord Would you so much be sequester'd from those That are the blazing Comets of the time To live a solitarie life with me A man forsaken all my hospitality Is now contracted to a few these two This tempest wearied souldier and this Virgin We cannot feast your eyes with Masques and Revells Or Courtly Anticks the sad sports we riot in Are Tales of foughten fields of Martiall scarres And things done long agoe when men of courage Were held the best not those well-spoken youths Who onely carry conquest in their tongues Now stories of this nature are unseasonable To entertaine a great Dukes son with Ter. Herein Shall my Captivity be made my happinesse Since what I lose in freedome I regaine With int'rest by conversing with a Souldier So much lesse for experience as great Cassilane Pray sir admit me Cas. If you come to mock me I shall be angrie Fer. By the love I beare To goodnesse my intents are honourable Cas. Then in a word my Lord your visitations Shall find all due respect But I am now Growne old and have forgot to be an host Come when you please you are welcome Fer. Sir I thank you Ann. Good sir be not too urgent for my father Will soon be mov'd yet in a noble way Of courtesie he is as easily conquer'd Fer. Lady your words are like your beauty powerfull I shall not strive more how to doe him service Then how to be your servant Cas. Shee 's my daughter And does command this house Fer. I so conceive her Cas. Doe you heare Gas My honour'd Lord Cas. Commend me to them Tell 'em I thank them Gas. Whom my Lord Cas The Senate Why now come you so dull O they are gratious And inâ—â—â—â—â—â—â—â— gratefull Thou art eloquent Speak modestly in mentioning my services And if ought fall out in the By that must Of meere necessity touch any act Of my deserving praises blush when you talke on 't 'T will make them blush to heare on 't Gas Why my Lord Cas. Nay nay you are too wise now good observe me I doe not raile against the hopefull Springall That builds up monuments in Brasse reares Trophies With Mottoes and Inscriptions quaint devices Of Poetrie and fiction let 's be quiet Arc. You must not crosse him Gas Not for Candys wealth Fer. You shall for ever make me yours Ann. 'T were pitty to double your captivity Arc. Who 's here Decius Enter Decius Cas. Ha! Decius who nam'd Decius Dec. My duty to your Lordship I am bold Presuming on your noble and knowne goodnesse To Cas. What Dec. Present you with this Cas. Letter Dec. Yes my honour'd Lord Cas. From whom Dec. Please you peruse The in-side you shall finde a name subscrib'd In such humility in such obedience That you your selfe will judge it tyranny Not to receive it favourably Cas. Hey-day Good words my Masters this is Court-infection And none but Cowards ply them Tell me Decius Without more circumstance who is the sender Dec. Your much griev'd sonne Antinous Cas. On my life A challenge speak as thou art worthy speak I le answer 't Dec. Honour'd Sir Cas. No honour'd Sirs Foole your yong Idoll with such pompous Attributes Say briefely what containes it Dec, 'T is a lowly Petition for your favour Cas, Rash young man But that thou art under my owne roofe and know'st I dare not any way infringe the Lawes Of hospitality thou should'st repent Thy bold and rude intrusion But presume not Againe to shew thy Letter for thy life Decius not for thy life Arc. Nay then my Lord I can with-hold no longer you are too rough And wrestle against nature with a violence More then becomes a father wherein would yee Come nearer to the likenesse of God Then in your being entreated Let not thirst Of honour make you quite forget you are A man and what makes perfect man-hoods comforts A father Ann. If a memory remaine Of my departed mother if the purity Of her unblemish'd faith deserve to live In your remembrance let me yet by these Awake your love to my uncomforted Brother Fer. I am a stranger but so much I tender Your sons desertfull vertues that I vow His Sword nere conquer'd me so absolutely As shall your curtesie if you vouchsafe At 〈◊〉 our instances to new receive him Into your wonted favour Gas Sir you cannot Require more low submission Anno. Am I not Growne vile yet in your eyes then by the name Of father let me once more sue for him Who is the only now remaining-branch With me of that most ancient roote whose body You are deare sir Cas. 'T is well an host of furies Could not have baited me more torturingly More rudely or more most unnaturally Decius I say let me no more heare from him For this time goe thou hence and know from me Thou art beholding to me that I have not Killed thee already looke to 't next looke to 't Arcanes fie fie Annophil Exit Arc. He 's gone Chaf'd beyond sufferance we must follow him Dec. Lady this letter is to you Anno. Come with me For we must speake in private please you sir To see what entertainement our sad house Can yeild Ex. Fer. I shall attend you Lady Gas How do ye like To sojourne here my Lord Fer. More then to feast With all the Princes of the earth besides Gonzalo told me that thou wert honest Gas Yes sir And you shall find
Then justly I accuse of foule ingratitude My Lords you of the Senate all not one Excepted Pos. Porp. Us Phil. Annophill Ann. You are the Authors Of this unthrifty bloud-shed when your enemies Came marching to your gates your children suck'd not Safe at their mothers breasts your very Cloysters Were not secure your starting-holes of refuge Not free from danger nor your lives your owne In this most desperate Extasie my father This aged man not onely undertook To guard your lives but did so and beat off The daring foe for you he pawn'd his lands To pay your souldiers who without their pay Refus'd to strike a blow but Lords when peace Was purchas'd for you and victorie brought home Where was your gratitude who in your Coffers Hoarded the rustie treasure which was due To my unminded father he was glad To live retir'd in want in penurie Whilst you made feasts of surfeit and forgot Your debts to him The sum of all is this You have been unthankfull to him and I crave The rigor of the Law against you all Cas. My Royall spirited daughter Fro. Annophill Thou art a worthy wench let me embrace thee Ann. Lords why doe ye keep your seats they are no places For such as are offenders Pos. Though our ignorance Of Cassilanes engagements might asswage Severity of justice yet to shew How no excuse should smooth a breach of Law I yeeld me to the triall of it Porp. So must I Great Prince of Cyprus you are left The onely Moderator in this difference And as you are a Prince be a Protector To wofull Candy Phil. What a Scene of miserie Hath thine obdurate frowardnesse old man Drawne on thy Countries bosome and for that Thy proud ambition could not mount so high As to be stil'd thy Countries onely Patron Thy malice hath descended to the depth Of hell to be renowned in the Title Of the destroyer dost thou yet perceive What curses all posterity will brand Thy grave with that at once hast rob'd this kingdome Of honour and of safety Erot. Children yet unborne Will stop their eares when thou art nam'd Arc. The world will be too little to containe The memorie of this detested deed The Furies will abhorre it Dec. What the sword Could not enforce your peevish thirst of honour A brave cold weak imaginarie fame Hath brought on Candy Candy groans not these That are to die Phil. 'T is happinesse enough For them that they shall not survive to see The wounds wherewith thou stab'st the land that gave Thee life and name Dec. 'T is Candy's wrack shall feele Cas. The mischief of your folly Porp. Pos. Annophill Ann. I will not be entreated Cas. Prethee Annophill Ann. Why would ye urge me to a mercy which You in your selfe allow not Cas. 'T is the Law That if the party who complaines remit The offender he is freed is 't not so Lords Porp. Pos. 'T is so Cas. Antinous By my shame observe What a close witch-craft popular applause is I am awak'd and with cleare eyes behold The Lethargie wherein my reason long Hath been be-charm'd Live live my matchlesse sonne Blest in thy fathers blessing much more blest In thine owne vertues let me dew thy cheeks With my unmanly teares Rise I forgive thee And good Antinous if I shall be thy father Forgive me I can speak no more Ant. Deare Sir You new beget me now Madam your pardon I hartily remit you Ero. I as freely Discharge thee Cassilane Ann. My gracious Lords Repute me not a blemish to my Sex In that I strove to cure a desperate evill With a more violent remedy your lives Your honours are your owne Phil. Then with consent Be reconcil'd on all sides Please you fathers To take your places Pos. Let us againe ascend With joy and thankfulnesse to heaven And now To other businesse Lords Enter Gaspero and Melitus with Gonzalo Mel. Two howres and more Sir The Senate hath been set Gonz. And I not know it Who sits with them Mel. My Lord the Prince of Cyprus Gonz. Gaspero VVhy how comes that to passe Gas Some waighty cause I warrant you Gonz. Now Lords the businesse ha VVho 's here Erota Porp. Secretarie doe your charge Upon that Traitor Gonz. Traytor Gas Yes Gonzalo Traitor Of treason to the peace and state of Candy I doe arrest thee Gonz. Me thou dog Enter Fernando and Michael Mich. With License From this grave Senate I arrest thee likewise Of Treason to the State of Venice Gonz. Ha Is Michael here nay then I see I am undone Ero. I shall not be your Queen Your Dutchesse or your Empresse Gonz. Dull dull braine O I am fool'd Gas Look Sir do you know this hand Mic. Do you know this Seale First Lords he writes to Venice To make a perfect league during which time He would in private keep some Troops in pay Bribe all the Centinells throughout this kindom Corrupt the Captaines at a Banquet poyson The Prince and greatest Peeres and in conclusion Yield Candy slave to Venice Gas Next he contracted With the Illustrious Princesse the Lady Erota In hope of marriage with her to deliver All the Venetian gallantry and strength Upon their first arrivall to the mercy Of her and Candy Erot. This is true Gonzalo Gon. Let it be true what then Pos. My Lord Ambassadour What 's your demand Mich. As likes the State of Candy Either to sentence him as he deserves Here or to send him like a slave to Venice Porph. We shall advise upon it Gonz. O the devills That had not thrust this trick into my pate A Politician foole destruction plague Candy and Venice both Pos. Porp. Away with him Mel. Come sir I le see you safe Exeunt Gonz. Mel. Ero. Lords e're you part Be witnesse to another change of wonder Antinous now be bold before this presence Freely to speak whether or no I us'd The humblest meanes affection could contrive To gaine thy love Ant. Madam I must confesse it And ever am your servant Ero. Yes Antinous My servant for my Lord thou shalt be never I here disclaim the interest thou hadst once In my too passionate thoughts Most noble Prince If yet a relique of thy wonted flames Live warme within thy bosome then I blush not To offer up the assurance of my faith To thee that hast deserv'd it best Phil. O Madam You play with my calamity Ero. Let heaven Record my truth for ever Phil. With more joy Then I have words to utter I accept it I also pawne you mine Ero. The man that in requitall Of noble and un-sought affection Growes cruell never lov'd nor did Antinous Yet herein Prince ye are beholding to him For his neglect of me humbled a pride Which to a vertuous wife had been a Monster Phil. For which I le ranke him my deserving friend Ant. Much comfort dwell with you as I could wish To him I honour most Cas. O my Antinous My owne my owne good son Fer. One suit I have
arrant whore to milk your Lordship And then a pension nam'd Otr. No no she scorn'd it I offer'd any thing but she refus'd all Refus'd it with a confident hate Ger. You thought so You should have taken her then turn'd her and tew'd her I' th' strength of all her resolution flattered her And shak't her stubborn will she would have thank'd ye She would have lov'd ye infinitely they must seem modest It is their parts if you had plaid your part Sir And handled her as men do unmand Hawks Cast her and malde her-up in good clean linnen And there have coyed her you had caught her heart-strings These tough Virginities they blow like white thornes In Stormes and Tempests Otr. She is beyond all this As cold and harden'd as the Virgin Crystal Ger. Oh force her force her Sir she longs to be ravishd Some have no pleasure but in violence To be torne in pieces is their paradise 'T is ordinary in our Country Sir to ravish all They will not give a penny for their sport Unlesse they be put to it and terribly And then they swear they 'll hang the man comes neer'em And swear it on his lips too Otr. No no forcing I have an other course and I will follow it I command you and do you command your fellows That when you see her next disgrace and scorn her Ill seem to put her out o' th' dores o' th' sodain And leave her to conjecture then seize on her Away be ready straight Ger. We shall not fail Sir Exit Otr. Florimell Enter Florimell Flo. My Lord Otr. I am sure you have now consider'd And like a wise wench weigh'd a friends displeasure Repented your prowd thoughts and cast your scorn off Flo. My Lord I am not proud I was never beautifull Nor scorn I any thing that 's just and honest Otr. Come to be short can ye love yet you told me Kindnes would far compell ye I am kind to ye And mean to exceed that way Flo. I told ye too Sir As far as it agreed with modestie With honour and with honesty I would yeeld to yee Good my Lord take some other Theam for Love Alas I never knew yet what it meant And on the sudden Sir to run through volumes Of his most mystick art 't is most impossible Nay to begin with lust which is an Herisie A foul one too to learn that in my childhood O good my Lord Otr. You will not out of this song Your modestie and honestie is that all I will not force ye Flo. Ye are too noble Sir Otr. Nor play the childish fool and marry ye I am yet not mad Flo. If ye did men would imagine Otr. Nor will I woo ye at that infinite price It may be you expect Flo. I expect your pardon And a discharge my Lord that 's all I look for Otr. No nor fall sick for love Flo. 'T is a healthful year Sir Otr. Look ye I 'l turn ye out o'dores and scorn ye Flo. Thank ye my Lord Otr. A proud slight Peat I found ye A fool it may be too Flo. An honest woman Good my Lord think me Otr. And a base I leave ye So fare-ye-well Exit Flo. Blessing attend your Lordship This is hot love that vanisheth like vapors His Ague 's off his burning fits are well quench'd I thank heaven for 't his men they will not force me Enter Gerasto and Servants Ger. What dost thou stay for dost thou not know the way Thou base unprovident whore Flo. Good words pray ye Gentlemen 1 Ser. Has my Lord smoak'd ye over good wife Miller Is your Mill broken that you stand so uselesse 2 Ser. An impudent Quean upon my life she is unwholsome Some base discarded thing my Lord has found her He would not have turnd her off o' th' sudden else Ger. Now against every sack my honest sweet-heart With every Sim and Smug Flo. I must be patient Ger. And every greasie guest and sweaty Rascall For his Royal hire between his fingers Gentlewoman 1 Ser. I feare thou hast given my Lord the thou damn'd thing 2 Ser. I have seen her in the Stewes Ger. The knave her father Was Bawd to her there and kept a Tipling house You must even to it again a modest function Flo. If ye had honesty ye would not use me Thus basely wretchedly though your Lord bid ye But he that knows Ger. Away thou carted impudence You meat for every man a little meal Flung in your face makes ye appear so proud Flo. This is inhumane Let these tears perswade you If ye be men to use a poor girle better I wrong not you I am sure I call you Gentlemen Enter Otrante Otr. What busines is here away are not you gone yet Flo. My Lord this is not well although you hate me For what I know not to let your people wrong me Wrong me maliciously and call me Otr. Peace And mark me what we say advisedly Mark as you love that that you call your credit Yeeld now or you are undone your good name 's perish'd Not all the world can buy your reputation T is sunk for ever els these peoples tongues will poison ye Though you be white as innocence they 'll taint ye They will speak terrible and hideous things And people in this age are prone to credit They 'll let fell nothing that may brand a woman Consider this and then be wise and tremble Yeeld yet and yet I 'll save ye Flo. How Otr. I 'll show ye Their mouthes I 'll seal up they shall speak no more But what is honourable and honest of ye And Saintlike they shall worship ye they are mine And what I charge 'em Florimell Flo. I am ruind Heaven will regard me yet they are barbarous wretches Let me not fall my Lord Otr. You shall not Florimell Mark how I 'll work your peace and how I honour ye Who waits there come all in Enter Gerasto and Servants Ger. Your pleasure Sir Otr. Who dare say this sweet beauty is not heavenly This virgin the most pure the most untainted The holiest thing Ger. We know it my dear Lord We are her slaves and that proud impudence That dares disparage her this sword my Lord 1 Ser. They are rascals base the sons of common women That wrong this vertue or dare owne a thought But fair and honourable of her when we slight her Hang us or cut 's in pieces let 's tug i' th' Gallies 2 Ser. Brand us for villains Flo. Why sure I dream these are all Saints Otr. Go and live all her slaves Ger. We are proud to do it Exeunt Otr. What think ye now am not I able Florimell Yet to preserve ye Flo. I am bound to your Lordship Ye are all honour and good my Lord but grant me Untill to morrow leave to weigh my Fortunes I 'll give you a free answer perhaps a pleasing Indeed I 'll do the best I can to satisfie ye Otr. Take your good time this
thou call a molehill a scab upon the face Of the earth Though a man be a thief shall a Miller call Him so Oh egregious Jul. Remember Sirha who you speak before Bust. I speak before a Miller A thief in grain for he steals corn He that steals A wench is a true man to him Phil. Can you prove that you may help another cause that was in pleading Bust. I 'll prove it strongly He that steals corn steals the bread of the Cōmon-wealth He that steals a wench steals but the flesh Phil. And how is the bread stealing more criminall then the flesh Bust. Hee that steals bread steals that which is lawfull every day He that steals flesh steals nothing from the fasting day Ergo To steal the bread is the arranter theft Phil. This is to some purpose Bust. Again He that steals flesh steals for his own belly full He that steals bread robs the guts of others Ergo The arranter theef the bread-stealer Again He that steals flesh steals once and gives over yes and often payes for it the other steals every day without satisfaction To conclude Bread-stealing is the more capitall crime for what he steals hee puts it in at the head hee that steals flesh as the Dutch Author sayes puts it in at the foot the lower member Will you go as you are now Miller Phil. How has this satisfied you Don Bellides Bel. Nothing my Lord my cause is serious I claim a daughter from that loving theefe there Ant. I would I had her for you Sir Bel. Ah ha Julio Jul. How said you Antonio Wish you you had his daughter Ant. With my soul I wish her and my body Shall perish but I 'll enjoy my souls wish I would have slain my friend for his deceit But I do find his own deceit hath paid him Jul. Will you vex my soul forth no other choice But where my hate is rooted Come hither Girl Whose pretty maid art thou Ism. The child of a poor man Sir Jul. The better for it With my Soveraigns leave I 'll wed thee to this man will hee nill he Phil. Pardon me Sir I 'll be no Love enforcer I use no power of mine unto those ends Jul. Wilt thou have him Ism. Not unlesse he love me Ant. I do love thee Farewell all other Beauties I settle here You are Ismenia Ism. The same I was better nor worse Antonio Ant. I shall have your consent here I 'm sure Sir Bel. With all my heart Sir Nay if you accept it I 'll do this kindnesse to mine enemie And give her as a Father Ant. Shee 'll thank you as a Daughter Will you not Ismenia Bel. How Ismenia Ism. Your daughter Sir Beleeu't ssiPoble Away you feeble witted things You thought you had caught the old ones You wade you wade In shallow fords Wee can swim we look here We made the match we are all friends good friends Thin thin why the fool knew all this this fool Bust. Keep that to your self Sir What I knew I knew This Sack is a witnesse Miller this is not for your thumming Here 's gold lace you may see her in her holliday clothes if you will I was her ward-robe-man Enter Martin Aminta Constable Officers Ant. You beguil'd me well Sir Mar. Did you speak to me Sir Ant. It might seem to you Martin your conscience Has quick ears Mar. My sight was a little dim i' th' dark indeed So was my feeling cozen'd yet I 'm content I am the better understander now I know my wife wants nothing of a woman There y' are my Junior Ant. You are not hurt Mar. Not shrewdly hurt I have good flesh to heal you see Good round flesh these cherries wil be worth chopping Crack stones and all I should not give much to boot To ride in your new and you in my old ones now Ant. You mistake the weapon are you not hurt Mar. A little scratch but I shal claw it off wel enough Enter Gillian Gill. I can no longer own what is not mine With a free conscience My Liege your pardon Phil. For what Who knows this woman Fra. I best my Lord I have been acquainted with her these fortie Summers And as many Winters were it Spring agen She 's like the Gout I can get no cure for her Phil. Oh your wife Franio Fra. 'T is oh my wife indeed my Lord A painfull stitch to my side would it were pick'd out Phil. Well Sir your silence Bust. Wil you be older and older every day then other the longer you live the older still Must his Majestie command your silence ere you 'l hold your tongue Phil. Your reprehension runs into the same fault Pray Sir will you be silent Bust. I have told him of this before now my Liege but Age will have his course and his weaknesses Phil. Good Sir your forbearance Bust. And his frailties and his follies as I may say that cannot hold his tongue ere he be bidden Phil. Why Sirha Bust. But I beleeve your Majestie will not be long troubled with him I hope that woman has something to confesse will hang 'em both Phil. Sirha you 'll pull your destinie upon you If you cease not the sooner Bust. Nay I have done my Liege yet it grieves me that I should call that man Father that should be so shamelesse that being commanded to hold his tongue Phil. To th' Porters Lodge with him Bust. I thank your Grace I have a friend there Phil. Speak woman if any interruption meet thee more It shall be punish'd sharply Gill. Good my Liege I dare not Ask you the question why that old man weeps Phil. Who Count Julio I observ'd it not You hear the question Sir will you give the cause Jul. Oh my Lord it hardly will get passage It is a sorrow of that greatnesse grown Lesse it dissolve in tears and come by parcels Gill. I 'll help you Sir in the delivery And bring you forth a joy You lost a daughter Jul. 'T was that recounted thought brought forth these sorrows Gill. Shee 's found again Know you this mantle Sir Jul. Hah Gill. Nay leave your wonder I 'll explain it to you This did enwrap your childe whom ever since I have call'd mine when Nurse Amaranta In a remove from Mora to Corduba Was seiz'd on by a fierce and hungry Bear She was the Ravins prey as heaven so would He with his booty fill'd forsook the babe All this was in my sight and so long I saw Untill the cruell creature left my sight At which advantage I adventur'd me To rescue the sweet Lamb I did it Sir And ever since I have kept back your joy And made it mine but age hath wearied me And bids me back restore unto the owner What I unjustly kept these fourteen yeers Jul. Oh thou hast ta'n so many yeers from mee And made me young as was her birth-day to me Oh good my Liege give my joyes a pardon I must go powre a blessing
on my child Which here would be too rude and troublesome Exit Phil. Franio you knew this before Bust. Oh oh Item for you Miller Fra. I did my Liege I must confesse I did And I confesse I ne'r would have confess'd Had not that womans tongue begun to me We poor ones love and would have comforts Sir As well as great this is no strange fault Sir There 's many men keep other mens children As though they were their own Bust. It may stretch farther yet I beseech you my Liege let this woman be a little farther examin'd let the words of her conscience be search'd I would know how she came by me I am a lost childe if I be theirs though I have been brought up in a mill yet I had ever a minde me thought to be a greater man Phil. Shee will resolve you sure Gill. I I Boy thou art mine own flesh and blood Born of mine own body Bust. 'T is very unlikely that such a body should bear me There 's no trust in these millers Woman tell the truth my father shall forgive thee whatsoever he was were hee Knight Squire or Captain lesse he should not be Gill. Thou art mine own child Boy Bust. And was the Miller my Father Gill. Wouldst thou make thy mother a whore Knave Bust. I if she make me a Bastard The rack must make her confesse my Lord I shall never come to know who I am else I have a worshipfull mind in mee sure mee thinks I do scorn poor folks Enter Otrante Florimell and Julio c. Phil. Here comes the brightest glory of the day Love yoak'd with love the best equality Without the levell of estate or person Jul. You both shall be rewarded bountifully Wee 'll be a-kin too Brother and Sister shall be chang'd with us ever Bust. Thank you Unkle my sister is my cosen yet at the last cast Farewell sister foster If I had known the Civill law would have allowed it thou hadst had another manner of husband then thou hast but much good doe thee I 'll dance at thy wedding kisse the Bride and so Jul. Why how now sirha Bust. 'T is lawfull now she 's none of my Sister It was a Miller and a Lord That had a scabberd and a sword He put it up in the Country word The Miller and his daughter Shee has a face and she can sing Shee has a Grace and she can spring Shee has a place with another thing Tradoodle Fra. A knavish Brother of yours my Lord Bust. would I were acquainted with your Tailor Noble Brother Otr. You may there he is a mine newly entertain'd Ver. If you have any work for me I can fit you Sir I fitted the Lady Bust. My Sister Tailor what fits her wil hardly fit me Ver. Who fits her may fit you Sir the Tailor can do both Bust. You have a true yard Tailor Ver. Ne'r a whit too long I warrant you Bust. Then Tailor march with me away I scorn these robes I must be gay My Noble Brother he shall pay Tom Tailor Exeunt Phil. Your recovered friendships are sound Gentlemen Bel. At heart at heart my Lord the worm shall not Beyond many ages find a breach to enter at Phil. These Lovers unities I will not doubt of How happy have you made our Progresse then To be the witnesse of such fair Accords Come now we 'll eat with you my Lord Otrante 'T is a charge sav'd You must not grudge your guest 'T is both my Welcome and your Wedding-Feast Exeunt FINIS THE PROPHETESSE Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Charinus Aurelia Niger Char. You buz into my head strange likelihoods and fill mee full of doubts But what proofes Niger what certainties that my most noble Brother came to his end by murther Tel me that assure me by some circumstance Niger I will Sir And as I tell you truth so the gods prosper me I have often nam'd this Aper Char. True ye have done and in mysterious senses I have heard ye break out o' th' sudden and abruptly Niger True Sir Fear of your unbeliefe and the Times giddinesse made me I durst not then go farther So your Grace please out of your wonted goodnesse to give credit I shall unfold the wonder Aur. Do it boldly you shall have both our hearty loves and hearings Niger This Aper then this too much honourd villain for he deserves no mention of a good man great Sir give ear This most ungratefull spightfull above the memory of mankind mischievous with his owne bloody hands Char. Take heed Nig. I am in Sir and if I make not good my Storie Aur. Forward I see a Truth would break out be not fearfull Nig. I say this Aper and his damn'd Ambition cut off your Brothers hopes his life and fortunes the honourd Numerianus fell by him fell basely most untimely and most treacherously For in his Litter as he bore him company most privately and cunningly he kill'd him yet still hee fils the faithfull Souldiers ears with stories of his weaknesse of his life that he dare not venture to appear in open and shew his warlike face among the souldiers the tendernesse and weaknesse of his eyes being not able to endure the Sun yet Slave that he is he gives out this infirmitie because hee would dispatch his honour too to arise from wantonnesse and love of women and thus he juggles still Aur. O most pernitious most bloody and most base Alas deer Brother art thou accus'd and after death thy memory loaden with shames and lies Those pious tears thou daily showerdst upon my fathers Monument when in the Persian Expedition he fell unfortunately by a stroak of thunder made thy defame and sins Those wept out eyes the fair examples of a noble Nature those holy drops of Love turn'd by depravers malitious poyson'd tongues to thy abuses We must not suffer this Char. It shows a truth now and sure this Aper is not right nor honest hee will not now come neer me Nig. No he dare not He has an inmate here that 's call'd a conscience bids him keep off Char. My Brother honourd him made him first Captain of his Guard his next friend then to my mother to assure him neerer he made him husband Nig. And withall ambitious for when he trod so nigh his false feet itch'd Sir to step into the State Aur. If ye beleeve Brother Aper a bloody knave as 't is apparant Let 's leave disputing and do something Noble Char. Sister be rul'd I am not yet so powerfull to meet him in the field He has under him the flower of all the Empire and the strength the Brittain and the Germain Cohorts pray ye be patient Niger how stands the Souldier to him Nig. In fear more Sir then love or honour he has lost their fair affections by his most covetous and greedy griping Are ye desirous to do something on him that all the world may know ye lov'd your Brother and do it safely too
will you sir Val. Now by our holy rock were it our sister Spaniard I hold thee worthy freely name her Gom. Be master of your word it is she sir The matchlesse Oriana Val. Come down Lady You have made her blush let her consent I wil Make good my oath Mount Is 't so stay I do love So tenderly Gomera your bright flame As not to suffer your perdition Gom. What meanes Mountferrat Mount This whole auberge hath En. Guard A Guard upon this Lady wonder not Tane publique notice of the Bassaes love Of Tripoli unto her and consented Shee should returne this answer as he writ For her conversion and betraying Malta She should advise him betray Tripoli And turning Christian he should many her All All this was so Mount How weakly do's this court then Send Vessels forth to Sea to guard the Land Taking such speciall care to save one Bark Or strive to adde fam'd men unto our cloak When they lurke in our bosomes would subvert This State and us presuming on their blood And partiall indulgence to their sex Val. Who can this be Mount Your Sister great Valetta Which thus I prove demand the Bassa's Letter Ori. T is here nor from this pocket hath bin mov'd Nor answerd nor perus'd by Mount Do not swear Cast not away your faire soule to your treason Adde not foule perjury is this your hand Ori. T is very like it Mount May it please the Master Confer these Letters and then read her Answer Which I have intercepted pardon me Reverend Valetta that am made the meanes To punish this most beauteous Treachery Even in your Sister since in it I save Malta from ruin I am bolder in 't Because it is so palpable and withall Know our great Master to this Country firme As was the Roman Marcus who spar'd not As deere a sister publique cause Val. I am amazd attend me Reades the Letter Let you forces by the next even be ready my brother feasts then put in at St. Michaels the ascent at that Port is easiest the Keyes of the Castle you shall receive at my hands that possest you are Lord of Malta and may soone destroy all by fire then which I am better till I embrace you Farwell Your VVife ORIANA From this time let me never read againe Gent. w. T is certaine her hand Val. This Letter too So close kept by her self could not be answered To every period thus but by her selfe Ori. Sir heare me Val. Peace thou faire sweet banke of flowers Under whose beauty Scorpions lie and kill VVert thou a kin to me in some new name Deerer then sister mother or all blood I would not hear thee speak beare her to prison So grosse is this it needs no formall course Prepare thy selfe to morrow thou shalt die Ori. I die a martyr then and a poor maid Almost yfaith as inocent as borne Thou knowst thou art wicked Frenchman heaven forgive thee Ex. All This scene is strangly turnd Val. Yet can nature be So dead in me I would my charge were off Mountferrat should perceive my sister had A brother would not live to see her dye Unfought for since the statutes of our state Allow in case of accusations A Champion to defend a Ladies truth Peter Gomera thou hast lost thy wife Death pleads a precontract Gom. I have lost my Tongue My sence my heart and every faculty Mountferrat go not up with reverence To our great master and this consistory I have considered it it cannot be Thou art a villaine and a forger A blood-sucker of innocence an hypocrite A most unworthy wearer of our Crosse To make which good take if thou darst that gage And armd at all points like a Gentleman Meet me to morrow morning where the master And this fraternity shall designe where I VVill cram this slander back into thy throat And with say swords point thrust it to thy heart The very nest where lust and slander breedes Pardon my passion I will teare those spurrs Off from thy heels and stik'em in thy front As a mark'd villain Mount This I lookd not for Ten times more villany I return my gage And crave the Law of Armes Gom. T is that I crave All It cannot be denide Gom. Do not I know VVith thousand gifts and importunacies Thou often hast sollicited this Lady Contrary to thy oath of chastity VVho nere disclosing this thy hot reignd lust Yet tender to prevent a publique scandall That Christendom might justly have impos'd Upon this holy institution Thou now hast drawn this practise 'gainst her life To quit her charity Mount Spaniard thou liest Ast. No more Gomora thou art granted combat And you Mountferrat must prepare against To morrow morning in the vally here Adjoyning to St. Georges Port a Lady In case of life 'gainst whom one witnesse comes May have her champion Val. And who hath most right Florish Exit VVith or against our sister speed in fight Enter Rocca Mount Rocca the first news of Miranda service Let me have notice of Roc You shall The Moore VVaytes you without Mount Admit her ha ha ha Oh how my fancies run at tilt Gomera Loves Oriana she as I should ghesse Affects Miranda these are two deer friends As firme and full of fire as steele and flint To make 'em so now one against the other En. Zanthia Stay let me like it better Zanthia First tell me this did Don Gomera use To give his visits to your Mistris Zan. Yes and Miranda too but severally Mount VVhich did she most apply to Zan. Faith to neither Yet infinitely I have heard her praise 'em both And in that manner that were both one man I thinke she was in love with 't Mount Zanthia Another Letter you must frame for me Instantly in your Ladies Character To such a purpose as I 'le tell thee strait Go in and stay me go my Tinder-box Crosse lines I 'le crosse so so my after-game I must play better woman I will spread My vengeance over Malta for thy sake Spaniard Italian like my steele and stone I 'le knock you thus together were ye out To light my dark deeds whilst I seeme precise And winck to save the sparcles from mind eyes Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima A Sea fight within alarum Enter Norandine Miranda and Souldiers and Gentlemen Mir. How is it Sir Nor. Pray set me down I coole And my wounds smart Mir. I hope yet Though there be many ther 's none dangerous Nor. I know not nor I care not much I got 'em Like a too forward foole but I hope the Surgeons Will take an order I shall not leave 'em so I make the rogues more work then all the Island And yet they give me the hardest words for my money Mir. I am glad ye are so sprightly ye fought bravely Go call the Surgeons Souldiers wondrous nobly Upon my life I have not seen such valour Maintained so long and to so large a ruin The oddes so strong against ye
me Bob. What 's the matter Eug. Here Even here where I am happy to receive Assurance of my Alvarez returne I wil kneell down and may those holy thoughts That now possesse me wholy make this place a Temple to me where I may give thanks For this unhop'd for blessing Heavens Kind hand Hath pour'd upon me Luc. Let my duty Madam Presume if you have cause of joy to entreat I may share in it Bob. 'T is well he has forgot how I frighted him yet Eug. Thou shalt but first kneel with me Lucio No more Post bumina now thou hast a Father A Father living to take off that name Which my too credulous fears that he was dead Bestow'd upon thee thou shalt see him Lucio And make him young again by seeing thee Who only hadst a being in my Womb When he went from me Lucio O my joyes So far transport me that I must forget The ornaments of Matrons modesty And grave behaviour but let all forgive me If in th' expression of my soules best comfort Though old I do a while forget mine age And play the wanton in the entertinement Of those delights I have so long despair'd of Luc. Shall I then see my Father Eug. This houre Lucio Which reckon the begining of thy life I mean that life in which thou shalt appeare To be such as I brought thee forth a man This womanish disguise in which I have So long conceal'd thee thou shalt now cast off And change those qualities thou didst learn from me For masculine virtues for which seek no tutor But let thy fathers actions be thy precepts And for thee Zancho now expect reward For thy true service Bob. Shall I you hear fellow Stephano learne to know me more respectively how do'st thou think I shall become the Stewards chaire ha will not these slender hanches show well with a chaine and a gold night-Cap after supper when I take the accompts Eug. Haste and take down those blacks with which my chamber Hath like the widow her sad Mistris mourn'd And hang up for it the rich Persian arras Us'd on my wedding night for this to me Shall be a second marriage send for Musique And will the cooks to use their best of cunning To please the palat Bob. Will your Ladiship have a Potato-pie t is a good stirring dish for an old Lady after a long Lent Eug. Be gon I say why sir you can go faster Bob. I could Madam but I am now to practise the Stewards pace that 's the reward I look for every man must fashion his gate according to his calling you fellow Stephano may walk faster to overtake preferment so usher me Luc. Pray Madam let the wascoat I last wrought Be made up for my Father I wil have A cap and boote-hose sutable to it Eug. Of that Wee 'l think hereafter Lucio our thoughts now Must have no object but thy Fathers welcome To which thy helfe Luc. With humble gladnesse Madam Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Alvarez Clara Alv. Where lost we Syaevedra Cla. He was met Entring the City by some Gentlemen Kinsmen as he said of his own with whom For complement sake for so I think he term'd it He was compel'd to stay though I much wonder A man that knowes to do and has done well In the head of his troop when the bold foe charg'd home Can learn so sodainly to abuse his time In apish entertainment for my part By all the glorious rewards of war I had rather meet ten enemies in the field All sworn to fetch my head then be brought on To change an houres discourse with one of these Smooth City fools or tissen Cavaliers Then only Gallans as they wisely think To get a Jewell or a wanton Kisse From a Court-lip though painted Alv. My Love Clara For Lucio is a name thou must forget With Lucio bold behaviour though thy breeding I' the camp may plead something in the excuse Of thy rough manners custome having chang'd Though not thy Sex the softnesse of thy nature And fortune then a cruell stepdame to thee Impos'd upon thy tender sweetnesse burthens Of hunder cold wounds want such as would crack The sinewes of a man not borne a Souldier Yet now she smiles and like a naturall mother Looks gently on thee Clara entertaine Her proffer'd bounties with a willing bosome Thou shalt no more have need to use thy sword Thy beauty which even Belgia hath not alter'd Shall be a stronger guard to keep my Clara Then that has bin though never us'd but nobly And know thus much Cla. Sir I know only that It stands not with my duty to gaine-say you In any thing I must and will put on What fashion you think best though I could wish I were what I appeare Alv. Endeavour rather Musick To be what you are Clara entring here As you were borne a woman Enter Eugnia Lucio Servants Eug. Let choice Musick In the best voyce that ere touch'd humane eare For joy hath tide my tongue up speak your welcome Alv. My soule for thou giv'st new life to my spirit Myriads of joyes though short in number of Thy vertues fall on thee Oh my Eugenia Th' assurance that I do embrace thee makes My twenty years of sorrow but a dreame And by the Nectar which I take from these I feele my age restor'd and like old AEson Grow young againe Eug. My Lord long wish'd for welcome T is a sweet briefnesse yet in that short word All pleasures which I may call mine begin And may they long increase before they finde A second period let mine eyes now surfet On this so wish'd for object and my lips Yet modestly pay back the parting kisse You trusted with them when you fled from Civill With little Clara my sweet daughter lives she Yet I coul'd chide my selfe having you here For being so coveteous of all joyes at once T enquire for her you being alone to me My Clara Lucio my Lord my selfe Nay more then all the world Alv. As you to me are Eug. Sit down and let me feed upon the story Of your past dangers now you are here in safety It will give rellish and fresh appetite To my delights if such delights can cloy me Yet do not Alvarez let me first yeild you Accompt of my life in your absence and Make you acquainted how I have preserv'd The Jewell left lock'd up in my womb When you in being forc'd to leave your country Suffer'd a civill death within Clashing swords Alv. Doe my Eugenia T is that I most desire to he are Eug. Then know Sayavedra within Alv. What voyce is that If you are noble Enemies Vitelli within Oppresse me not with odds but kill me fairely Stand off I am too many of my selfe Enter Bobadilla Bob. Murther murther murther your friend my Lord Don Syavedra is set upon in the Streets by your enemies Vitelli and his Faction I am almost kill'd with looking on them Alv. I le free him or
may erect you as high in the worlds account as ever Mont. I cannot live to hope it much lesse injoy it nor is it any part of my endeavour my study is to render every man his own and to containe my self within the limits of a Gentleman Lav. I have the grant of an Office given me by some noble favorites of mine in Court there stands but a small matter between me and it if your ability be such to lay down the present sum out of the love I bear you before any other man it shall be confirmed yours Mont. I have heard you often speak of such a thing if it be assur'd to you I wil gladly deale in it that portion I have I would not hazard upon one course for I see the most certainest is incertain La-p. Having money sir you could not light upon men that could give better direction there is at this time a friend of mine upon the Seas to be plain with you he is a Pyrate that hath wrote to me to work his fredom and by this Gentlemans meanes whose acquaintance is not small at Court we have the word of a worthy man for it only there is some money to be suddainly disburst and if your happinesse be such to make it up you shall receive treble gaine by it and good assurance for it Mont. Gentlemen out of the weaknesse of my estate you seem to have some knowledge of my brest that wood if it were possible advance my declined fortunes to satisfie all men of whom I have had credit and I know no way better then these which you propose I have some money ready under my command some part of it is already promis'd but the remainder is yours to such uses as are propounded Lav. Appoint some certain place of meeting for these affaires requires expedition Mont. I wil make it my present businesse at twelve I am to meet Mallicorne the Marchant at the Pallace you know him sir about some negotiation of the same nature there I wil be ready to tender you that money upon such conditions as wee shall conclude off Lav. The care of it be yours so much as they affaire concernes you Mont. Your caution is effectuall and till then I take my leave Lav. Good Mr Montague Exit Whithin a elamor down with their weapons Enter Longavile and Dubois their swords drawn servants and others between them Ser. Nay Gentlemen what meane you pray be quiet have some respect unto the house Long. A treacherous slave Du. Thou dost revile thy self base Longavile Long. I say thou art a villaine and a corrupt one that hast some seaven years fed on thy masters trencher yet never bredst good bloud towards him for if thou hadst have a sounder heart Du. So sir you can use your tongue something nimbler then your sword Long. Wood you cood use your tongue well of your Master friend you might have better imployment for your sword Du. I say againe and I wil speak it loud and often that Orleans is a noble Gentleman with whom Amiens is to light to poyse the scale Long. He is the weaker for taking of a prayse out of thy mouth Du. This hand shall seale his merit at thy heart Lav. Part them my masters part them Ser. Part them sir why do you not part them you stand by with your sword in your hand and cry part 'em Lav. Why you must know my friend my cloaths are better then yours and in a good suit I do never use to part any body La-p. And it is discretion Lav. I marry is it Captaine Long. Duboies though this place priviledge thee know where next we meet the bloud which at thy heart flowes drops at thy feet Enter Amience in hast his sword drawne Du. I would not spend it better then in this quarrell and on such a hazard Ami. What uprores this must my name here be question'd in Tavern brawels and by affected Ruffins Lav. Not we indeed sir Du. Fear cannot make me shrink out of your fury though you were greater then your name doth make you I am one and the opposer if your swoln rage have ought in mallice to inforce expresse it Ami. I seek thee not nor shalt thou ever gaine That credit which a blow from me wood give thee By my I more detest that fellow Which took my part then thee that he durst offer To take my honour in his feeble armes And spend it in a drinking room which way went he Lav. That way sir I wood you wood after for I do fear we shall have some more scuffling Ami. I le follow him and if my speed o're take him I shall ill thank him for his forwardnesse Exit Lav. I am glad he 's gon for I do not love to see a sword drawn in the hand of a man that lookes so furious ther 's no jesting with edge tooles how say you Captaine Cap. I Say t is better jesting then to be in earnest with them Enter Orleance Orl. How now what 's the difference they say there have bin swords drawn and in my quarrell let me know that man whose love is so sincere to spend his bloud for my sake I will bounteously requite him Lav. We were all of your side but there he stands begun it Orl. What 's thy name Dub. Duboyes Orl. Give me thy hand thou hast receaved no hurt Dub. Not any nor wear this body stuck full of wounds I should not count them hurts being taken in so honorable a cause as the defence of my most worthy Lord Orl. The dedication of thy love to me requires my ample bounty thou art mine for I do finde thee made unto my purposes Mounsieur Laverdine pardon my neglect I not observed you and how runs rumour Lav. Why it runs my Lord like a foot man without a cloak to show that what 's once rumour'd it cannot be hidde Orl. And what say the rable am not I the subject of their talk Lav. Troth my Lord the common mouth speakes foule words Orl. Of me for turning away thy wife do they not Lav. Faith the men do a little murmer at it and say 't is an ill president in so great a man marry the women they rayle out right Orl. Out upon them rampallions I le keepe my selfe safe enough out of their fingers but what say my prity Jelly composed gallant that censure every thing more desperate then it is dangerous what say they Lav. Marry they are laying wagers what death you shall die one offers to lay five hundred pounds And yet he had but a groat about him that was in two two-pences too to any man that wo'd make it up a shilling that you were kil'd with a Pistoll charg'd with white Powder another offerd to pawne his soule for five shillings and yet no body wo'd take him that you were stab'd to death and sho'd die with more wounds then Cesar Orl. And who sho'd be the Butchers that sho'd do it Montague and his
make money that 's my slave my Idoll Which yet to wrong merits as much reproof As to abuse our servant L. Orl. Yet with your pardon I thinke you want the Crown of all contentment Lam. In what good Madam L. Orl. In a worthy husband Lam. It is strange the galley-slave should praise His Oare or stroakes or you that have made shipwracke Of all delight upon this Rock cal'd marriage Should sing Encomions o' t L. Orl. Madam though one fall From his horse and breake his neck will you Conclude from that it is unfit to ride Or must it follow because Orleance My Lord 's pleased to make his passionate triall Of my suspected patience that my brother Were he not so I might say worthy Amiens Will imitate his ills that cannot fancy What 's truely Noble in him Lam. I must grant There 's as much worth in him as can be lookt for From a young Lord but not enough to make Me change my golden liberty and consent To be a servant to it as wives are To the Imperious humors of their Lords Me thinks I 'm well I rise and goe to bed When I thinke fit eate what my appetite Desires without controle my servants study Is my contentment and to make me merry Their farthest ayms my sleeps are enquired after My rising up saluted with respect Command and liberty now waite upon My Virgin state what would I more change all And for a husband no these freedomes die In which they live with my Virginity T is in their choice that 's rich to be a wife But not being yoakt to chuse the single life Ver. Madam Lam. How like you the Countrey Ver. I like the ayre of it well Madam and the rather because as on Irish Timber your Spiders will not make his web so for ought I see yet your Cheater Pander and Informer being in their dispositions too foggy for this piercing climate shun it and choose rather to walk in mists in the City Lam. Who did you serve first boy Ver. A rich Merchants widdow and was by her preferred to a young Court-lady L. Orl. And what difference found you in their service Ver. Very much for looke how much my old City Madam gave to her-young visitants so much my Lady received for her hoary Court-servants Lam. And what made you to leave her Ver. My father Madam had a desire to have me a tale-man took me from thence Lam. Well I perceive you inherit the wag from your father Ver. Doves beget Doves and Eagles Eagles Madam A Citizen here tho left never so rich seldome at the best proves a Gentleman the sonne of an Advocate tho dub'd like his father will shew a relish of his discent and the fathers thriving practice as I have heard she that of a Chambermayd is metamorphosed into a Madam will yet remember how oft her daughter by her mother ventured to lie upon the rushes before she could get in that which makes many Ladies L. Orl. But what think you of your late Master Ver. Oh Madam Sigh Lam. Why doe you sigh you are sorry that you left him He made a wanton of you Ver. Not for that Or if he did for that my youth must love him Oh pardon me if I say liberty Is bondage if compared with his kind service And but to have power now to speake his worth To its desert I should be well content To be an old man when his praise were ended And yet if at this instant you were pleased I should begin the livery of age Would take his lodging upon this head Ere I should bring it to a period In briefe he is a man for God forbid That I should ever live to say he was Of such a shape as would make one beloved That never had good thought and to his body He hath a mind of such a constant temper In which vertues throng to have a room Yet 'gainst this noble Gentleman this Montague For in that name I comprehend all goodnesse Wrong and the wrested law false witnesses And envy sent from hell have rose in Armes And tho not pierced battered his honourd shield What shall I say I hope you will forgive me That if you were but pleas'd to love I know no Juno worthy such a Jove Enter Charlot with a letter Lam. T is well yet that I have the second place In your affection From whence Charl. From the Lord Amiens Madam Lam. T is welcome though it beare his usual language I thought so much his love-suit speake his health What 's he that brought it Charl. A Gentleman of good ranke it seems Lam. Where is he Charl. Receiving entertainment in your house Sorting with his degree Lam. T is well Charl. He waites your Ladiships pleasure Lam. He shall not waite long I le leave you for a while nay stay you boy Attend the Lady Exeunt Lam. Charl. Vir. Would I might live once To waite on my poore Master L. Orl. That 's a good boy This thankfulnesse looks lovely on thy forehead And in it as a book me thinks I read Instructions for my selfe that am his debtor And wo'd do much that I might be so happy To repaire that which to our griefe is ruin'd Vir. It were a worke a King might glory in If he saw with my eyes If you please Madam For sure to me you seem to me unapt to walke To sit although the churlish Birds deny To give us musicke in this grove where they Are prodigall to others I le strain my voyce For a sad Song the place is safe and private L. Orl. T was my desire begin good Viramour Musick a Song at the end of it enter Montague fainting his Sword drawn L. Orl. What 's he Viramour Vir. A goodly personage Mont. Am I yet safe or is my flight a dream My wounds and hunger tell me that I wake Whither have my feares borne me no matter where Who hath no place to goe to cannot erre What shall I doe cunning calamity That others grosse wits uses to refine When I most need it duls the edge of mine L Orl. Is not this Montagues voyce Vir My Masters fie Mont. What sound was that pish Feare makes the wretch think every leafe o th' Jury What course to live beg better men have done it But in another kind steale Alexander Though stiled a Conquerour was a proud thiefe Though he robd with an Army fie how idle These meditations are though thou art worse Then sorrows tongue can speak thee thou art still Or shouldst be honest Montague L. Orl. T is too true Vir. T is he what villaines hands did this oh that my flesh Were Balme in faith sir I would plucke it off As readily as this pray you accept My will to doe you service I have heard The Mouse once sav'd the Lyon in his need As the poore Scarab spild the Eagles seed L. Orl. How do you Mont. As a forsaken man L. Orl. Do not say so take comfort For your misfortunes
manners you shall finde If I transgresse my custome you doe lie And are a villaine which I had rather yet My Sword had prov'd then I been forc'd to speake Nay give us leave and since you stand so haughtily And highly on your cause let you and I Without engaging these two Gentlemen singly determine it Long. My Lord you 'l pardon us Dub. I trust your Lordships may not doe us that affront Ami. As how Dub. We kisse your Lordships hand and come to serve you here with Swords Long. My Lord we understand our selves Dub. We have had the honour to be call'd unto the businesse and we must not now quit it on terms Ami. Not terms of reason Long. No no reason for the quitting of our calling Dub. True if I be call'd to 't I must aske no reason Long. Nor heare none neither which is lesse It is a favour if my throat be cut Your Lordship does me which I never can A noise within crying down with their Swords Nor must have hope how to requite what noise What cry is that my Lord upon your guard Some treachery is a foot Enter Lady Orleans Lamira Montague Lady O here they are My Lord deare Lady helpe me helpe me all I have so woefull interest in both I know not which to feare for most and yet I must prefer my Lord Deare brother You are too understanding and too Noble To be offended when I know my duty Though scarce my teares will let me so to do it Orl. Out loathed strumpet Lady O my dearest Lord If words could on me cast the name of whore I then were worthy to be loath'd but know Your unkindnesse cannot make me wicked And therefore should lesse use that power upon me Orl. Was this your art to have these actors come To make this interlude withdraw cold man And if thy spirit be not frozen up Give me one stroke yet at thee for my vengeance Ami. Thou shalt have stroakes and stroakes thou glorious man Till thou breathst thinner ayre then that thou talkest Lam. My Lord Count Amiens Lady Princely husband Orl. Whore Lam. You wrong her impudent Lord O that I had the bulke Of those dull men look how they stand and no man Will revenge an innocent Lady Ami. You hinder it Madam Lam. I would hinder you is there none else to kill him Lady Kill him Madam have you learn'd that bad Language O repent And be the motive rather both kill me Orl. Then die my infamy Mont. Hold bloody man Orl. Art thou their Basiliske Mont: To strike thee dead but that thy fate deserves some weightier hand Dub. Sweet my Lord Orl. O here 's a plot you bring your champions with you the adultresse with the adulterer Out howling Dub. Good my Lord Orl. Are you her Graces countenance Lady the receiver to the poore vicious couple Dub. Sweet my Lord Orl. Sweet rascall didst not thou tell me false fellow This Montague here was murdered Dub. I did so but he was falser and a worthlesse Lord Like thy foule selfe that would have had it so Long. Orleance t is true and shall be prov'd upon thee Mont. Thy malice Duke and this thy wicked nature are all as visible as thou but I borne to contemne thy iniuries doe know that though thy greatnesse may corrupt a Jury and make a Judge afraid and carry out a world of devils with thy title yet thou art not quiet at home thou bearest about thee that that doth charge thee and condemne thee too The thing that grieves me more and doth indeed displease me is to thinke that so much basenesse stands here to have encountered so much honour Pardon me my Lord what late my passion spake when you provok'd my innocence Orl. Yes doe O flattery becomes him better then the sute he weares give him a new one Amiens Ami. Orleance t is here no time nor place to jest or raile Poorely with you but I will finde a time to Whisper you forth to this or some fit place As shall not hold a second interruption Mont. I hope your Lordships honour and your life Are destined unto higher hazzards this is of A meaner arme Dub. Yes faith or none Long. He is not fit to fall by an honest Sword A Prince and lie Dub. And slander and hire men To publish the false rumours he hath made Long. And sticke 'em on his friends and innocents Dub. And practice against their lives after their fames Long. In men that are the matter of all leudnesse Bands thieves and cheaters it were monstrous Dub. But in a man of blood how more conspicuous Ami. Can this be Lady They doe slander him Orl. Hang them a paire of railing hangbies Long. How stand Orleance stay give me my Pistols boy Hinder me not by I will kill him Lady O stay his fury Ami. Longueville my friend Long. Not for my selfe my Lord but for mankind And all that have an interest to vertue Or title unto innocence Ami. Why heare me Long. For justice sake Ami. That cannot be Long. To punish his wives your honour and my Lords wrongs here whom I must ever call so for your loves I le sweare I le sacrifice Ami. Longaville I did not thinke you a murtherer before Long. I care not what you thought me Ami. By If thou attempt His life thy own is forfeit Mont. Foolish frantick man the murder will be of us not him Lady O God Mont. We could have kild him but we would not take The justice out of fates Singe but a haire of him thou diest Long. No matter shoot Ami. Villaine Dub. My Lord your sister is slaine Ami. Biancha Mont. O haplesse and most wretched chance Lam. Standst thou looking upon the mischief thou hast made Thou Godlesse man feeding thy blood-shot eyes With the red spectacle and art not turn'd to stone With horrour hence and take the wings of thy blacke Infamy to carry thee beyond the shoot of looks Or sound of curses which will pursue thee still Thou hast out-fled all but thy guilt Orl. O wish it off again for I am crack'd Under the burden and my heart will breake How heavy guilt is when men come to feele If you could know the mountaine I sustaine With horror you would each take off your part And more to ease me I cannot stand Forgive where I have wrong'd I pray Ami. Looke to him Montague Long. My Lords and Gentlemen the Lady is well but for feare Unlesse that have shot her I have the worst on 't that needs would venture Upon a tricke had like to ha' cost my guts Look to her she 'l be well it was but Powder I chargd with thinking that a guilty man Would have been frighted sooner but I am glad He 's come at last Lam. How is Byancha well Ami. Lives she see sister doth she breath Lady O Gentlemen thinke you I can breath That am restored to the hatefull sense Of feeling in me my deare husbands death O no I live
not life was that I left And what you have cal'd me to is death indeed I cannot weep so fast as he doth bleed Dub. Pardon me Madam he is well Lady Ha my husband Orl. I cannot speake whether my joy or shame Be greater but I thank the Heavens for both O look not black upon me all my friends To whom I will be reconciled or grow unto This earth till I have weept a trench That shall be great enough to be my grave And I will think them too most manly teares If they do move your pities it is true Man should do nothing that he should repent But if he have and say that he is sorry It is a worse fault if he be not truly Lam. My Lord such sorrow cannot be suspected Here take your honoured wife and joyn your hands she hath married you again And Gentlemen I do invite you all This night to take my house where on the morrow To heighten more the reconciling feast I le make my selfe a husband and a guest Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Montague and Charlote Char. Well now I am sure you are mine Mont. I am sure I am glad I have one to own then you 'l finde me honest As these daies go enough poore without question Which beggars hold a vertue give me meat and I Shall do my worke else knock my shooes off And turn me out again Char. You are a merry fellow Mont. I have no great cause Char. Yes thy love to me Mont. That 's as we make our game Char. Why you repent then Mon. Faith no wors then I am I cannot be Much better I expect not I shall love you And when you bid me goe to bed obey Lie still or move as you shall minister Keep a foure-nobles Nag and a black Merling learn to love Ale and play at two-hand Irish And there 's then all I aime at Char. Nay sweet fellow I le make it something better Mont. If you doe you 'l make me worse Now I am poore and willing to doe wel Hold me in that course of all the Kings creatures I hate his coyne keep me from that and save me For if you chance out of your housewifery To leave a hundred pound or two bestow it In Plum-broth ere I know it else I take it Seeke out a hundred men that want this money Share it among 'em they 'l cry noble Montague And so I stand again at livery Char. You have pretty fancies sir but married once This charity will fall home to your selfe Mont. I would it would I am afraid my loosenesse Is yet scarce stopt though it have nought to worke on But the meere aire of what I have had Char. Pretty Mont. I wonder sweet heart why you 'l marry me I can see nothing in my selfe deserves it Unlesse the handsome wearing of a band For that 's my stocke now or a paire of garters Necessity will not let me loose Char. I see sir a great deale more a hansome man a husband To make a right good woman truely happy Mont. Lord where are my eyes either you are foolish As wenches once a yeere are or far worse Extreamly vertuous can you love a poore man That relies on cold meat and cast stockings One onely suit to his backe which now is mewing But what will be the next coate will pose Tristram If I should leavy from my friends a fortune I could not raise ten groats to pay the Priest now Char. I le do that duty t is not means nor money Makes me pursue your love were your mind bankrupt I would never love you Enter Lamica Mont. Peace wench here 's my Lady Lam. Nay never shrinke i' th wetting for my presence D' ee finde her willing Montague Mont. Willing Madam Lam. How dainty you make of it doe not I know You two love one another Mont. Certaine Madam I thinke ye 'ave revelations of these matters Your Ladyship cannot tell me when I kist her Lam. But she can sir Mont. But she will not Madam For when they talke once t is like fairy-money They get no more close kisses Lam. Thou art wanton Mont. God knows I need not yet I would be lusty But my provender scarce pricks me Lam. It shall be mended Montague I am glad you are grown so merry Mont. So am I too Madam Lam. You two will make a pretty hansome consort Mont. Yes Madam if my fiddle faile me not Lam. Your Fiddle why your Fiddle I warrant thou meanest madly Mont. Can you blame me alasse I am in love Char. T is very well sir Lam. How long have you been thus Mont. How thus in love Lam. You are very quick sir no I mean thus pleasant Mont. Ever since I was poore Lam. A little wealth would change you then Mont. Yes Lady into another suit but never more Into another man I le bar that mainly The wealth I get henceforward shal be charm'd For ever hurting me I le spend it fasting As I live noble Lady there is nothing I have found directly cures the melancholy But want and wedlocke when I had store of money I simper'd sometime and spoke wondrous wise But never laught out-right now I am empty My heart sounds like a bell and strikes at both sides Lam. You are finely temper'd Montague Mont. Pardon Lady if any way my free mirth have offended T was meant to please you if it prove too sawsie Give it a frown and I am ever silenc'd Lam. I like it passing well pray follow it This is my day of choice and shall be yours too T were pity to delay ye call to the Steward And tell him t is my pleasure he should give you 500 Crowns make your selfe hansome Montague Let none weare better cloathes t is for my credit But pray be merry still Mont. If I be not and make a foole of twice as many hundreds Clap me in Canvas Lady Exeunt Enter La-poope Laverdine and Malycorne Lav. I am strangely glad I have found the mystery Of this disguised boy out I ever trusted It was a woman and how happily I have found it so and for my selfe I am sure One that would offer me a thousand pound now And that 's a pretty sum to make one stagger In ready gols for this concealment could not Buy my hope of her she 's a dainty wench And such a one I finde I want extreamly To bring me into credit beauty does it Mal. Say we should all meach here and stay the feast now what can the worst be we have plai'd the knaves that 's without question La-p. True and as I take it this is the first truth We told these ten yeeres and for any thing I know may be the last but grant we are knaves Both base and beastly knaves Mal. Say so then Lav. Well La-p. And likewise let it be considered we have wrongd And most maliciously this Gentlewoman We cast to stay with what must we expect now Mal. I there
Cares and sorrowes cast away This is the old wives holy-day Daunce here then enter Belvidere Duch. Who is this Sy. The shape of Belvidere Bel. Now Silvio How do'st thou like me now Sil. Thus I kneele to thee Bel. Stand up and come no nearer mark me well too For if thou troublest me I vanish instantly Now chuse wisely or chuse never One thou must enjoy for ever Do'st thou love me thus Sil. Most dearely Bel. Take heed foole it concernes thee nearely If thou wilt have me young and bright Pleasing to thine eye and sight Courtly and admir'd of all Take heed least thy fame do fall I shall then be full of scorne Wanton proud beware the horne Hating what I lov'd before Flattery apt to fall before All consuming nothing getting Thus thy faire name comes to setting But if old and free from these Thou shalt chuse me I shall please I shall then maintaine thee still With my vertue and my skill Still encrease and build thy name Chuse now Silvio here I am Sil. I know not what to say which way to turne me Into thy Soveraigne 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 Deare Mother There is no altering this heavens hand is with it And now you ought to give me he has fairely 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 Country wench Where fearing to be knowne I tooke that habit And to make ye laughing sport at this mad marriage By secret ayde of my friend Rhodope We got this Maske Sil. And I am sure I have ye Bel. For ever now for ever Duch. You see it must be The wheele of destiny hath turn'd it round so Sy. It must it is and curs'd be he that breakes it Duch. I le put a choyce to you Sir ye are my Prisoner Sy. I am so and I must be so till it please you Duch. Chuse one of these either to pay a Ransome At what rate I shall set it which shall be high enough And so returne a Free-man and a Bachellor Or give me leave to give you a fit wife In honour every way your Graces equall And so your Ransom 's paid Sy. You say most nobly Silvio's example's mine pray chuse you for me Duc. I thank ye Sir I have got the mastry too And here I give your Grace a husbands freedome Give me your hand my Husband Sy. You much honour me And I shall ever serve ye for this favour Bart. Come Lopez let us give our wives the breeches too For they will have 'em Lop. Whilst they rule with vertue I le give 'em skin and all Isab. Wee 'l scratch it off else Sil. I am glad ye live more glad ye live to honour And from this houre a stronger love dwell with us Pray you take your man againe Cla. He knowes my house Sir Duch. 'T is sin to keep you longer from your Loves Wee 'l lead the way and you young men that know not How to preserve a wife and keep her faire Give 'em their soveraign wills pleas'd they are Exeunt Here endeth Women pleas'd A VVife for a Moneth Actus primus Scaena prima Enter King Frederick Sorano Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo and Attendants Sor. WIll your Grace speak Fre. Let me alone Sorano Although my thoughts seeme sad they are welcome to me Sor. You know I am private as your secret wishes Ready to fling my soule upon your service Ere your command be on 't Fre. Bid those depart Sor. You must retire my Lords Cam. What new design in hammering in his head now Cle. Le ts pray heartily None of our heads meet with it my wife 's old That 's all my comfort Men. Mine's ugly that I am sure on And I think honest too 't would make me start else Cam. Mine's troubled in the Country with a feaver And some few infirmities else he looks againe Come le' ts retire certaine 't is some she businesse This new Lord is imployed Val. I 'le not be far off because I doubt the cause Ex. Lords Fre. Are they all gone Sor. All but your faithfull servant Fred. I would tell thee But 't is a thing thou canst not like Sor. Pray ye speak it is it my head I have it ready for ye Sir Is 't any action in my powre my wit I care not of what nature nor what followes Fre. I am in love Sor. That 's the least thing of a thousand The easiest to atchieve Fre. But with whom Sorano Sor. With whom you please you must not be deny'd Sir Fred. Say it be with one of thy Kinswomen Sor. Say withall I shall more love your Grace I shall more honour ye And would I had enough to serve your pleasure Fred. Why 't is thy Sister then the faire Evanthe I le be plaine with thee Sor. I le be as plaine with you Sir She brought not her perfections to the world To lock them in a case or hang 'em by her The use is all she breeds 'em for she is yours Sir Fred. Dost thou meane seriously Sor. I meane my Sister And if I had a dozen more they were all yours Some Aunts I have they have been handsome women My mother 's dead indeed and some few cozens That are now shooting up we shall see shortly Fred. No 't is Evanthe Sor. I have sent my man unto her Upon some businesse to come presently Hither she shall come Your Grace dare speak unto her Large golden promises and sweet language Sir You know what they worke she is a compleat Courtier Besides I le set in Fred. She weights upon my Queene What jealousie and anger may arise Incensing her Sora. You have a good sweet Lady A woman of so even and still a temper She knows not anger say she were a fury I had thought you had been absolute the great King The fountaine of all honours playes and pleasures Your will and your commands unbounded also Go get a paire of beads and learne to pray Sir Enter Servant Ser. My Lord your servant staies Sor. Bid him come hither and bring the Lady with him Fred. I will wooe her And either lose my selfe or win her favour Sor. She is comming in Fre. Thy eyes shoot through the doore They are so piercing that the beames they dart Give new light to the roome Enter Podramo and Evanthe Eva. Whether dost thou go This is the Kings side and his private lodgings What businesse have I here Pod. My Lord sent for ye Eva. His lodgings are below you are mistaken We left them at the staire-foot Pod. Good sweet Madam Evan. I am no Counsellor nor important Sutor Nor have no private businesse through these Chambers To seek him this way o' my
old one I hope 't is not the Lady Cun. Choak him first 't is one which thou shalt see See him see him deceiv'd see the deceit only The injunction is you shall smile with modesty Clow. I le simper ifaith as cold as I am yet the old one I hope Enter Servant Serv. Sir here 's Sir Gregory Cun. Ud' so shelter shelter if you be seene All 's ravell'd out agen stand there private And you 'le finde the very opportunity To call you forth and place you at the Table Enter Sir Gregory You are welcome Sir this Banquet will serve When it is crown'd with such a dainty as you Expect and must have Sir Greg. Tush these sweet-meats are but sauce to that Well if there be any honesty or true word in a dreame She 's mine owne nay and chang'd extreamely Not the same woman Cun. Who not the Lady Sir Greg No not to me the edge of her tongue is taken off Gives me very good words turn'd upside downe to me And we live as quietly as two Tortusses if she hold on As she began in my dreame Soft Musick Cun. Nay if Love send forth such Predictions You are bound to beleeve 'em there 's the watch-word Of her coming to your practis'd part now If you hit it Aequus Cupido nobis Both go into the Gowne Sir Greg. I will warrant you Sir I will give armes to Your Gentry looke you forward to your businesse I am an eye behind you place her in that Chaire And let me alone to grope her out Enter Mirabell Cun. Silence Lady your sweet presence illustrates This homely roofe and as course entertainment But where affections are both Host and Guest They cannot meet unkindly please you fit Your something long stay made me unmannerly To place before you you know this friend here He 's my Guest and more especially That this our meeting might not be too single Without a witnesse to 't Mirab. I came not unresolv'd Sir And when our hands are clasp'd in that firme faith Which I expect from you fame shall be bold To speake the lowdest on 't oh you graspe me Somewhat too hard friend Cun. That 's Loves eager will I le touch it gentlier Kisse her hand Mirab. That 's too low in you Lesse it be doubly recompenc'd in me She kisses his hand Clow. Puh I must stop my mouth I shall be choakt else Cun. Come wee 'le not play and trifle with delayes We met to joyne these hands and willingly I cannot leave it till confirmation Mirab. One word first how does your friend kinde Sir Gregory Cun. Why do you mention him you love him not Mir. I shall love you the lesse if you say so Sir In troth I love him but 't is you deceive him This flattering hand of yours does rob him now Now you steale his right from him and I know I shall have hate for 't his hate extreamly Cun. Why I thought you had not come so weakly arm'd Upon my life the Knight will love you for 't Exceedingly love you for ever love you Mir. I you 'le perswade me so Cun. Why he 's my friend And wishes me a fortune equall with him I know and dare speake it for him Mir. Oh this hand betrayes him you might remember him in some courtesie yet at least Cun. I thank your help in 't here 's to his health Where e're he be Mir. I le pledge it were it against my health Clow. Oh oh my heart hops after twelve mile a day upon a good returne now could I walke three hundred mile a foot and laugh forwards and backwards Mir. You 'le take the Knights health Sir Clow. Yes yes forsooth oh my sides such a Banquet once a weeke would make me grow fat in a fortnight Cun. Well now to close our meeting with the close Of mutuall hands and hearts thus I begin Here in Heavens eye and all loves sacred powers Which in my prayers stand propitious I knit this holy hand fast and with this hand The heart that owes this hand ever binding By force of this initiating Contract Both heart and hand in love faith loyalty Estate or what to them belongs in all the dues Rights and honours of a faithfull husband And this firme vow henceforth till death to stand Irrevocable seal'd both with heart and hand Mir. Which thus I second but oh Sir Gregory Cun. Agen this interposition 's ill beleeve me Mir. Here in Heavens eye and all Loves sacred powers I knit this holy hand fast and with this hand The heart that owes this hand ever binding Both heart and hand in love honour loyalty Estate or what to them belongs in all the dues Rights and duties of a true faithfull wife And this firme Vow henceforth till death to stand Irrevocable seal'd both with heart and hand Sir Greg. A full agreement on both parts Cun. I here 's witnesse of that Sir Greg. Nay I have over-reacht you Lady and that 's much For any Knight in England to over-reach a Lady Mir. I rejoyce in my deceit I am a Lady Now I thanke you Sir Clow. Good morrow Lady Fop Sir Greg. 'Snailes i 'me gull'd made a worshipfull asse this is not my Lady Cun. But it is Sir and true as your dreame told you That your Lady was become another woman Sir Greg. I le have another Lady Sir if there were no more Ladies in London blinde-man buffe is an unlawfull Game Cun. Come downe on your knees first and thanke your stars Sir Greg. A fire of my stars I may thanke you I think Cun. So you may pray for me and honour me That have preserv'd you from a lasting torment For a perpetuall comfort did you call me friend Sir Greg. I pray pardon me for that l did miscall you I confesse Cun. And should I receiving such a thankfull name Abuse it in the act should I see my friend Bafful'd disgrac'd without any reverence To your title to be call'd slave rascall Naay curst to your face fool'd scorn'd beaten downe With a womans peevish hate yet I should stand And suffer you to be lost cast away I would have seene you buried quick first Your spurrs of Knight-hood to have wanted rowels And to be kickt from your heeles slave rascall Heare this tongue Mir. My dearest Love sweet Knight my Lord my Husband Cun. So this is not slave and rascall then Mir. What shall your eye command but shall be done In all the duties of a loyall wife Cun. Good good are not curses fitter for you wer 't not better Your head were broke with the handle of a fanne Or your nose bor'd with a silver bodkin Mir. Why I will be a servant in your Lady Cun. Pox but you shall not she 's too good for you This contract shall be a nullity I le breake 't off And see you better bestow'd Sir Greg. 'Slid but you shall not Sir she 's mine owne And I am hers and we are one anothers lawfully and let me see him
like the ayre well But for the words they are lascivious And over-light for Ladies Chil. All ours love 'em Luc. T is like enough for yours are loving Ladies Lyc. Madam ye are welcome to the Court Who waits Attendants for this Lady Luc. Ye mistake Sir I bring no triumph with me Lyc. But much honour Pro. Why this was nobly done and like a neighbour So freely of your selfe to be a visitant The Emperour shall give ye thanks for this Luc. O no Sir Ther 's nothing to deserve 'em Pro. Yes your presence Luc. Good Gentlemen be patient and believe I come to see my husband on command too I were no Courtier else Lyc. That 's all one Lady Now ye are here y' are welcome and the Emperor Who loves ye but too well Luc. No more of that Sir I came not to be Catechizd Pro. Ah Sirah And have we got you here saith Noble Lady Wee 'l keep you one month Courtier Luc. Gods defend Sir I never likd a trade worse Pro. Harke ye Luc. No Sir Pro. Ye are grown the strangest Lady Luc. How Pro. By Heaven T is true I tell ye and you 'l find it Luc. I I le rather find my grave and so informe him Pro. Is it not pity Gentlemen this Lady Nay I le deale roughly with ye yet not hurt ye Should live alone and give such heavenly beauty Only to walls and hangings Luc. Good Sir patience I am no wonder neither come to that end Ye doe my Lord an injury to stay me Who though ye are the Princes yet dare tell ye He keeps no wife for your wayes Bal. Well Well Lady How ever you are pleasd to think of us Ye are welcome and ye shall be welcome Luc. Shew it In that I come for then in leading me Where my lov'd Lord is not in flattery Jewells shewd Nay ye may draw the Curtain I have seen 'em But none worth halfe my honesty Claud. Are these Sir Layd here to take Pro. Yes for your Ladys Gentlewoman Mar. We had been doing else Bal. Meaner Iewels Would fit your worths Claud. And meaner clothes your bodies Luc. The Gods shall kill me first Luc. Ther 's better dying I' th Emperors arms goe too but be not angry These are but talkes sweet Lady Enter Phorba and Ardelia Phor. Where is this stranger rushes Ladyes rushes Rushes as greene as Summer for this stranger Pro. Heer 's Ladies come to see you Luc. You are gone then I take it t is your Que Pro. Or rather manners You are better fitted Madam we but tire ye Therefore wee 'l leave you for an houre and bring Your much lov'd Lord unto you Exeunt Luc. Then I le thanke ye I am betraid for certaine well Lucina If thou do'st fall from vertue may the earth That after death should shout up gardens of thee Spreading thy living goodnesse into branches Fly from thee and the hot Sun find thy vices Phor. You are a welcom woman Ard. Blesse me heaven How did you find the way to Court Luc. I know not Would I had never trod it Phor. Pre-thee tell me Good Noble Lady and good sweet heart love us For we love thee extreamly is not this place A Paradice to live in Luc. To those people That know no other Paradice but pleasure That little I enjoy contents me better Ard. What heard ye any Musick yet Luc. Too much Phor. You must not be thus froward what this gown Is one o' th prettiest by my troth Ardelia I ever saw yet t' was not to frowne in Lady Ye put this gowne on when ye came Ard. How doe ye Alas poore wretch how cold it is Luc. Content ye I am as well as may be and as temperate If ye will let me be so wher 's my Lord For ther 's the businesse that I came for Ladies Phor. Wee 'l lead ye to him hee 's i' th Gallery Ard. Wee 'l shew ye all the Court too Luc. Shew me him And ye have shewd me all I come to look on Phor. Come on wee 'l be your guides and as ye goe We have some pretty tales to tell ye Lady Shall make ye merry too ye come not here To be a sad Lucina Luc. Would I might not Exeunt Enter Chilax and Balbus Chil. Now the soft Musick Balbus run Bal. I flye Boy Exit Balbus Chil. The women by this time are worming of her Musicke If she can hold out them the Emperour Takes her to taske he h 'as her hark the Musick Luc. Good your Grace Where are my women Sir Emp. They are wise beholding What you thinke scorne to looke on the Courts bravery Would you have run away so slily Lady And not have seen me Luc. I beseech your Majestie Consider what I am and whose Emp. I doe so Luc. Believe me I shall never make a Whore Sir Emp. A friend ye may and to that man that loves ye More then you love your vertue Luc. Sacred Cesar Emp. You shall not kneel to me Sweet Luc. Look upon me And if ye be so cruell to abuse me Think how the Gods will take it do's this beauty Afflict your soule I le hide it from you ever Nay more I will become so leprous That ye shall curse me from ye My deer Lord H 'as serv'd ye ever truly fought your Battailes As if he daily longd to dye for Cesar Was never Traytor Sir nor never tainted In all the actions of his life Emp. I know it Luc. His fame and family have growne together And spred together like to sayling Cedars Over the Roman Diadem ô let not As ye have any flesh that 's humane in you The having of a modest wife decline him Let not my vertue be the wedge to break him I doe not think ye are lascivious These wanton men belye ye you are Cesar Which is the Father of the Empires honour Ye are too neere the nature of the Gods To wrong the weakest of all creatures Women Emp. I dare not do it here rise faire Lucina I did but try your temper ye are honest And with the commendations waite on that I le lead ye to your Lord and ye to him Wipe your faire eyes he that endeavours ill May well delay but never quench his hell Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter Chilax Lycinius Proculus and Balbus Chil. T Is done Lycinius Lyc. Ho Chil. I shame to tell it If there be any justice we are Villaines And must be so rewarded Bal. If it be done I take it t is no time now to repent it Let 's make the best o' th trade Pro. Now veng'ance take it Why should not he have setled on a beauty Whose honesty stuck in a peece of tissue Or one a Ring might rule or such a one That had an itching husband to be honourable And ground to get it if he must have women And no allay without 'em why not those That know the misery and are best able To play againe with judgment such as she
for compassion Brave Aecius Whose blessed soule if I lye shall afflict me The man that all the world lov'd you adoard That was the master peece of Armes and bounty Mine own griefe shal come last this friend of his This Souldier this your right Arme noble Romans By a base letter to the Emperor Stufft full of feares and poore suggestions And by himselfe unto himselfe directed Was cut off basely basely cruelly Oh losse ô innocent can ye now kill me And the poore stale my Noble Lord that knew not More of this villaine then his forcd feares Like one foreseene to satisfie dy'd for it There was a murder too Rome would have blush at Was this worth being Cesar or my patience nay his wife By heaven he told it me in wine and joy And swore it deeply he himselfe prepard To be abusd how let me grieve not tell ye And weep the sins that did yet and his end Was only me and Cesar But me he lyd in These are my reasons Romans and my soule Tells me sufficient and my deed is justice Now as I have done well or ill look on me Affr. What lesse could nature doe what lesse had we done Had we knowne this before Romans she is righteous And such a peece of justice heaven must smile on Bend all your swords on me if this displease ye For I must kneele and on this vertuous hand Seale my new joy and thankes thou hast done truly Semp. Vp with your arms ye strike a Saint els Romans May'st thou live ever spoken our protector Rome yet has many noble heires Let 's in And pray before we choose then plant a Cesar Above the reach of envie blood and murder Affr. Take up the body nobly to his urne And may our sinnes and his together burne Exeunt A dead March EPILOGVE We would faine please yee and as faine be pleasd T is but a little liking both are easd Wee have your money and you have our ware And to our understanding good and faire For your owne wisdomes sake be not so mad To acknowledge ye have bought things deere and bad Let not a brack 'th stuffe or here and there The fading glosse a general losse appeare We know yee take up worse Commodities And deerer pay yet thinke your bargains wise Wee know in Meate and Wine yee fling away More time and wealth which is but deerer pay And with the Reckoning all the pleasure lost We bid yee not unto repenting cost The price is easie and so light the Play That ye may new digest it every day Then noble friends as yee would choose a Mistris Only to please the eye a while and kisse Till a good wife be got So let this Play Hold yee a while untill a better may THE FAIRE MAIDE OF THE INNE Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Caesario and Clarissa Cesario INterpret not Clarissa my true zeale in giving you councell to transcend the bounds That should confine a brother t is your honour And peace of mind which honour last will leave you I labour to preserve and though you yet are Pure and untainted and resolve to be so Having a Fathers eye and Mothers care In all your wayes to keep you faire and upright In which respects my best advices must Appeare superfluous yet since love deere sister Will sometimes tender things unnecessary Misconster not my purpose Claris. Sir I dare not But still receive it as a large addition To the much that I already stand ingagd for Yet pardon me though I professe upon A true examination of my selfe Even to my private thoughts I cannot finde Having such strong supporters to uphold me On what slight ground the least doubt can be raisd To render me suspected I can fall Or from my fame or vertue Caesar. Far be it from me To nourish such a thought and yet excuse me As you would doe a lapidary whose whole fortunes Depend upon the safety of one Iewell If he think no case pretious enough To keep it in full lustre nor no locks Though lending strength to Iron doores sufficient To gard it and secure him you to me are A Gemme of more esteeme and prizd higher Then Vsurers doe their muck or great men title And any flaw which heaven avert in you Whose reputation like a Diamond Cut newly from the rock women with envie And men with covetous desires look up at By prying eyes discovered in a moment Would render what the braveries of Florence For want of counterpoize forbeare to cheapen Of little or no value Claris. I see brother The mark you shoot at and much thank your love But for my Virgin Iewell which is brought In comparison with your Diamond rest assurd It shall not fall in such a workmans hands Whose Ignorance or Malice shall have power To cast one cloud upon it but still keep Her native splendor Cesario T is well I commend you And study your advancement with that care As I would doe a Sisters whom I love With more then common order Claris. That from me I hope 's returnd to you Cesario I doe confesse it Yet let me tell you but still with that love I wish to increase between us that you are Observd against the gravity long maintaind In Jtaly where to see a mayd unmaskd Is held a blemish to be over frequent In giving or receiving visits Clari. How Cesar. Whereas the custome is here to wooe by picture And never see the substance you are faire And beauty drawes temptations on You know it I would not live to say a willing grant From you to one unworthy of your birth Feature or fortune yet there have been Ladies Of ranck proportion and of meanes beyond you That have prov'd this no miracle Claris. One unworthy Why pray you gentle brother who are they That I vouchsafe these bounties to I hope In your strict Criticisme of me and my manners That you will not deny they are your equalls Cesar. Angry Claris, I have reason but in cold bloud tell me Had we not one Father Cesar, Yes and Mother to Claris. And he a Souldier Cesar. True Claris. If I then borrow A little of the boldnesse of his temper Imparting it to such as may deserve it How ere indulgent to your selves you brothers Allow no part of freedome to your sisters I hope 't will not passe for a crime in me To grant accesse and speech to noble suitors And you escape for innocent that descend To a thing so far beneath you Are you touchd Why did you think that you had Giges ring Or the herbe that gives invisibility Or that Bianchas name had ne'r bin mentiond The faire mayd of the grand Osteria brother Caesario No more Claris. A little brother Your night walkes And offerd presents which coy she contemnd Your combats in disguises with your rivalls Brave Muletiers Scullions perfum'd with grease And such as cry meat for Cats must be rememberd And all this pother for a common trull A tempting signe
Never ô never and t is for your good too Ces. Prove that Mar. Alas too many yeares are numbred In my account to entertaine the benefit Which youth in thee Cesario and ability Might hope for and require it were Injustice To rob a gentleman deserving memory Of Issue to preserve it Ces. No more herein You are an excellent patterne of true piety Let me now turne your advocate Pray looke into The order of the Duke Jnjoynd admit J satisfie the sentence without mariage with you how then Mar. Cesario Ces. If I know How to acquit your feares yet keepe th' injunction In every clause whole and entire your charity Will call me still your servant Mar. Still my son Ces. Right Madam now you have it still your son The Genius of your blessings hath instructed Your tongue oraculously wee wil forget How once I and Clarissa enterchangd The tyes of brother and of sister henceforth New stile us man and wife Cla. By what authority Ces. Heavens great appointment yet in all my dotage On thy perfections when I thought Clarissa Wee had beene pledges of one wombe no loose No wanton heat of youth desir'd to claime Priority in thy affections other Then nature might commend Chastly I tendred Thy farewell as a brother ought but since Our bloods are strangers let our hearts contract A long life-lasting unity for this way The sentence is to be observd or no way Mar. Then no way Ces. I expected other answer Madam from you Mar. No every age shall curse me The monster and the prodigie of nature Horrors beyond extremity Cla. Pray mother confine the violence of greife Ces. Yes mother pray do Mar. Thus some catch at a matrons honor By flying lust to plot Incestuous witchcrafts More terrible then whoredomes cruell mercy When to preserve the body from a death The soule is strangled Ces. This is more then passion It comes neere to distraction Mar. I am quieted Cesario thou maiest tell the Duke securely Albertos titles honors and revenues The Duke may give away Injoy them thou Clarissas birthright Marianas dower Thou shalt be Lord of turne us to the world Vnpittyed and unfreinded yet my bed Thou never sleep'st in as for her she heares me If she as much as in a thoughts consent That thou may'st call her wife a Mothers curse Shall never leave her Clar. As a brother once I lov'd you as a noble freind yet honor ye But for a husband sir I dare not owne you My faith is given already Ces. To a Villaine I le cut his throat Mar. Why this is more then passion It comes neere a distraction Clar. Call to minde Sir How much you have abated of that goodnesse Which once raign'd in ye they appear'd so lovely That such as freindship led to observation Enter Baptista and Mentivole Courted the great example Ces. Left and flatterd into abroad derision Mar. Why d ee thinke so My Lord Baptista is your sonne growne cold In hasting on the marriage which his vowes Have seald to my wrongd daughter Bap. Wee come Lady to consummate the contract Ces. With Mentivole is he the man Ment. Clarissas troth and mine Cesario are recorded in a character So plaine and certaine that except the hand Of heaven which writ it first would blot it out againe No human power can raze it Ces. But say you so too young Lady Cla. I should els betray My heart to falshood and my tongue to perjury Ces. Madam you know the sentence Bap. From the Duke I have particular comforts which require A private eare Mar. I shall approve it gladly Wee are resolvd Cesario Bap. Be not insolent upon a Princes favour Cla. Loose no glory Your younger yeares have purchast Ment. And deservd too y'have many worthy freinds Bap. Preserve and use them Exeunt Manet Cesar Ces. Good very good why here 's a complement Of mirth in desperation I could curse My fate ô with what speed men tumble downe From hopes that soare to high Biancha now May scorne me justly too Clarissa married Albertos widdow resolute Biancha Refusd and I forsaken let me study I can but dye a Batchelor that 's the worst on 't Exit Enter Host Taylor Muliter Dancer Pedant Coxcombe Host. Come Gentlemen This is the day that our great artist hath Promist to give all your severall suites satisfaction Dancer Is he stirring Host. He hath beene at his booke these two houres Pedant Hee s a rare Physitian Host. Why I le tell you Were Paracelsus the German now Living heed take up his single rapier against his Terrible long sword he makes it a matter of nothing To cure the goute sore eyes he takes out as familiarly Washes them and puts them in againe As you 'd blanch almonds Tay. They say he can make gold Host. I I he learnt it of Kelly in Germany There 's not a Chimist In christendome can goe beyond him for multiplying Pedant Take heed then He get not up your daughters belly my Host Host. You are a merry Gentleman And the man of art will love you the better Dancer Does he love mirth and crotchets Host. O hee s the most courteous Physitian You may drink or drab in 's company freely The better he knowes how your disease growes The better he knowes how to cure it Danc. But I wonder my Host He has no more resort of Ladyes to him Host. Why Sir Dan. O divers of them have great beleife in conjurers Lechery is a great helpe to the quality Host. Hee 's scarce knowne to be in towne yet Ere long we shall have em come hurring hither in Fetherbeds Dan. How bedridden Host. No sir in fetherbeds that move upon 4 wheeles in Spanish caroches Ped. Pray acquaint him we give attendance Host I shall gentlemen I would faine be rid Of these rascalls but that they raise profit To my wine-seller When I have made use of them sufficiently I will intreat the conjurer to tye crackers to their tailes And send them packing Enter Forobosco as in his Study A paper Foro. Come hither mine Host looke here Host. What 's that Foro. A challenge from my man Host. For breakin gs pate Foro. He writes here if I meet him not i th Feild within this halfe houre I shall heare more from him Host. O sir minde your profit Nere thinke of the rascall here are the gentlemen Foro. Morrow my worthy clients What are you all prepard of your questions That I may give my resolution upon them Omnes We are sir Pedant And have brought our mony Foro Each then in order And differ not for precedency Dan. I am buying of an office sir And to that purpose I would faine learne to dissemble cunningly Foro. Doe you come to me for that you should rather Have gone to a cunning woman Danc. I sir but their Instructions are but like women Pretty well but not to the depth as I'do have it You are a conjurer the devils master And I would learn it from you so
your self by your swearing you should be knighted already Nich. Damn me Sir here 's his hand read it Corn. Alas I cannot Nich. I know that It has pleas'd the General to look upon my service Now Sir shall you joyn with me in petitioning for fifty men more in regard of my arrearages to you which if granted I will bestow the whole profit of those fifty men on thee and thine heirs for ever till Atropos do cut this simple thred Corn. No more dear Corporal Sir Nichodemus that shall be I cry your wishes mercie I am your servant body and goods moveables and immoveables use my house use my wife use me abuse me do what you list Nich. A figment is a candid lye this is an old Passe Mark what follows Exeunt Enter Martius and two Captains Mar. Pray leave me you are Romanes honest men keep me not company I am turn'd knave have lost my fame and nature Athens Athens this Dorigen is thy Palladium he that will sack thee must betray her first whose words wound deeper then her husbands sword her eyes make captive still the Conqueror and here they keep her onely to that end O subtil devil what a golden ball did tempt when thou didst cast her in my way Why foolish Sophocles broughtst thou not to field thy Lady that thou mightst have overcome Martius had kneel'd and yeelded all his wreathes that hang like Jewels on the seven-fold hill and bid Rome send him out to fight with men for that she knew he durst and not 'gainst Fate or Deities what mortal conquers them Insatiate Julius when his Victories had run ore half the world had he met her there he had stopt the legend of his deeds laid by his Arms been overcome himself and let her vanquish th' other half And fame made beauteous Dorigen the greater name Shall I thus fall I will not no my tears cast on my heart shall quench these lawlesse fires he conquers best conquers his lewd desires Enter Dorigen with Ladies Dor. Great Sir my Lord commands me visit you and thinks your retir'd melancholy proceeds from some distaste of worthlesse entertainment Will 't please you take your chamber how d' ye do Sir Mar. Lost lost again the wilde rage of my blood doth Ocean-like oreflow the shallow shore of my weak vertue my desire 's a vane that the least breath from her turns every way Dor. What says my Lord Mar. Dismisse your women pray and I 'll reveal my grief Dor. Leave me Mar. Long tales of love whilst love it self might be enjoyed are languishing delays There is a secret strange lies in my brest I will partake wi' you which much concerns your Lord your self and me Oh! Dor. Strange secrets Sir should not be made so cheap to strangers yet if your strange secret do no lower lie then in your brest discover it Mar. I will Oh can you not see it Lady in my sighs Dor. Sighs none can paint and therefore who can see Mar. Scorn me not Dorigen with mocks Alcides that master'd monsters was by beautie tam'd Omphale smil'd his club out of his hand and made him spin her smocks O sweet I love you and I love Sophocles I must enjoy you and yet I would not injure him Dor. Let go you hurt me Sir fare well Stay is this Martius I will not tell my Lord he 'll swear I lye doubt my fidelitie before thy honour How hast thou vex'd the gods that they would let thee thus violate friendship hospitalitie and all the bounds of sacred pietie Sure thou but tri'st me out of love to him and wouldst reject me if I did consent O Martius Martius wouldst thou in one minute blast all thy Laurels which so many yeers thou hast been purchasing with blood and sweat Hath Dorigen never been written read without the epithet of chaste chaste Dorigen and woulst thou fall upon her chastitie like a black drop of ink to blot it out When men shall read the records of thy valour thy hitherto brave vertue and approach highly content yet to this foul assault included in this leaf this ominous leaf they shall throw down the Book and read no more though the best deeds ensue and all conclude that ravell'd the whole story whose sound heart which should have been prov'd the most leprous part Mar. O thou confus'st divinely and thy words do fall like rods upon me but they have such silken lines and silver hooks that I am faster snar'd my love h' as ta'en such hold that like two wrestlers though thou stronger be and hast cast me I hope to pull thee after I must or perish Dor. Perish Martius then for I here vow unto the gods These rocks these rocks we see so fix'd shall be removed made champion field ere I so impious prove to stain my Lords bed with adulterous love Enter Valerius Val. The gods protect fair Dorigen Dor. Amen from all you wolvish Romanes Exit Val. Ha what 's this still brother in your moods O then my doubts are truths Have at it I must try a way to be resolv'd Mar. How strangely dost thou look what ailst thou Val. What ailst thou Mar. Why I am mad Val. Why I am madder Martius draw thy sword and lop a villain from the earth for if thou wilt not on some tree about this place I 'll hang my self Valerius shall not live to wound his brothers honour stain his Countrey and branded with ingratitude to all times Mar. For what can all this be Val. I am in love Mar. Why so am I With whom ha Val. Dorigen Mar. With Dorigen how dost thou love her speak Val. Even to the height of lust and I must have her or else I die Mar. Thou shalt thou daring Traitor On all the confines I have rid my horse was there no other woman for thy choice but Dorigen Why villain she is mine she makes me pine thus sullen mad and fool 't is I must have her or I die Val. O all ye gods with mercy look on this declining rock of valour and of vertue breed not up from infancie in honour to full man as you have done him to destroy here strike for I have onely search'd thy wound dispatch far far be such love from Valerius so far he scorns to live to be call'd brother by him that dares own such folly and such vice Mar. 'T is truth thou speak'st but I do hate it peace if heaven will snatch my sword out of my hand and put a rattle in it what can I do He that is destin'd to be odious in his old age must undergo his fate Enter Cornelius and Nichodemus Corn. If you do not back me I shall never do 't Nich. I warrant you Corn. Humh humh Sir my Lord my Lord Mart. Hah what 's the matter Corn. Humh concerning the odde fifty my Lord and 't please your Generality his Worship Sir Nichodemus Mar. What 's here a Passe you would for Rome you lubbers doth one days lazinesse
for it was ever constant Enter Cornelia Cor. Hold your Sentence unjustly is pronounced my Lord this blowe cuts your hand off for his is none of yours but Violanta 's given in holy Marriage before she was delivered consummated with the free will of her mother by her Confessor in Lord Benvoglio 's house Ger. Alas good Aunt that helps us nothing else I had reveal'd it Duke What woman 's this Ben. A base confederate in this proceeding kept of alms long time by him who now expos'd to misery talks thus distractedly Attach her Guard Ran. Your cruelty brother will have end Cor. You 'd best let them attach my tongue Duke Good woman peace for were this truth it doth not help thy nephew the Law 's infring'd by their disparitie that forfeits both their lives Cor. Sir with your pardon had your Grace ever children Duke Thou hast put a question whose sharp point toucheth my heart I had two little sons twins who were both with my good Dutchesse slain as I did hear at that time when my Dukedom was surpris'd Cor. I have heard many say my gracious Lord that I was wondrous like her All Ha Duke By all mans joy it is Cornelia my dearest wife Cor. To ratifie me her come down Alphonso one of those two twins and take thy fathers blessing thou hast broke no Law thy birth being above thy wives Ascanio is the other nam'd Fernando who by remote means to my Lord Benvoglio I got prefer'd and in poor habits clad you fled and th' innovation laid again I wrought my self into Randulpho's service with my eldest boy yet never durst reveal what they and I were no not to themselves until the Tyrants death Duke My joy has filled me like a full-winded sail I cannot speak Ger. Fetch Violanta and my brother Ben. Run run like a spout you rogue a o' poison that little whore I trusted will betray me Stay hang-man I have work for you there 's gold cut off my head or hang me presently Soft Musick Enter Angelina with the bodies of Ferdinand and Violanta on a bier Dorothea carrying the cup and letter which she gives to the Duke he reads seems sorrowful shews it to Cornelia and Gerrard they lament over the bier Randulpho and Benvoglio seem fearful and seem to report to Angelina and Dorothea what hath passed before Ran. This is your rashnesse brother Duke O joy thou wert too great to last this was a cruel turning to our hopes unnatural father poor Ascanio Ger. O mother let me be Gerrard again and follow Violanta Cor. O my son Duke Your lives yet bloodie men shall answer this Dor. I must not see 'em longer grieve My Lord be comforted let sadnesse generally forsake each eye and bosom they both live for poison I infus'd meer Opium holding compulsive perjury lesse sin then such a loathed murther would have bin All oh blessed Maiden Dor. Musick gently creep into their ears and fright hence lazie sleep Morpheus command thy servant Sleep in leaden chains no longer keep this Prince and Lady Rise wake rise and round about convey your eyes Rise Prince go greet thy Father and thy Mother Rise thou t' imbrace thy Husband and thy Brother Du. Cor. Son Daughter Ferd. Father Mother Brother Ger. Wife Viol. Are we not all in heaven Ger. 'Faith very neer it Ferd. How can this be Duke Hear it Dor. If I had ser'vd you right I should have seen your old pate off ere I had reveal'd Ben. O wench oh honest wench if my wife die I 'll marry thee There 's my reward Ferd. 'T is true Duke 'T is very strange Ger. Why kneel you honest Master Ferd. My good Lord Ger. Deer Mother Duke Rise rise all are friends I owe ye for all their boards And wench take thou the man whose life thou sav'dst lesse cannot pay thy merit How shall I part my kisse I cannot Let one generally therefore join our cheeks A pen of iron and a leafe of brasse to keep this Storie to eternitie and a Promethean wit O sacred Love nor chance nor death can thy firme truth remove Exeunt King Now Isabella Flourish Isab. This can true love doe I joy they all so happily are pleas'd the Ladies and the brothers must triumph King They doe for Cupid scorns but t' have his triumph too Flourish The Triumph Enter Divers Musicians Then certaine Singers bearing Bannerets inscribed Truth Loyaltie Patience Concord Next Gerrard and Ferdinand with garlands of Roses Then Violanta Last a Chariot drawn by two Cupids and a Cupid sitting in it Flourish Enter PROLOGUE Love and the strength of fair affection Most royall Sir what long seem'd lost have won Their perfect ends and crown'd those constant hearts With lasting Triumph whose most vertuous parts Worthie desires and love shall never end Now turn we round the Scene and Great Sir lend A sad and serious eye to this of Death This black and dismall Triumph where mans breath Desert and guilty blood ascend the Stage And view the Tyrant ruin'd in his rage Exit Flourish Enter L'avall Gabriella and Maria Gab. No good my Lord I am not now to finde your long neglect of me All those affections you came first clad in to my love like Summer lustie and full of life all those desires that like the painted Spring bloom'd round about ye giving the happie promise of an harvest how have I seen drop off and fall forgotten With the least lustre of anothers beauty how oft forgetfull Lord have I been blasted Was I so eas'ly won or did this bodie yeeld to your false embraces with lesse labour then if you had carried some strong towne Lav. Good Gabriell Gab. Could all your subtilties and sighs betray me the vows ye shook me with the tears ye drown'd me till I came fairly off with honour'd marriage O fie my Lord Lav. Prethee good Gabriella Gab. Would I had never known ye nor your honours they are stuck too full of griefs oh happy women that plant your love in equall honest bosoms whose sweet desires like roses set together make one another happie in their blushes growing and dying without sense of greatnesse to which I am a slave and that blest Sacrament that daily makes millions of happie mothers link'd me to this mans lust alone there left me I dare not say I am his wife 't is dangerous his Love I cannot say alas how many Lav. You grow too warm pray ye be content you best know the times necessity and how our marriage being so much unequall to mine honour while the Duke lives I standing high in favour and whilest I keep that safe next to the Dukedome must not be known without my utter ruine Have patience for a while and doe but dream wench the glory of a Dutchesse How she tires me how dull and leaden is my appetite to that stale beautie now O I could curse and crucifie my self for childish doating upon a face that feeds not with fresh figures every fresh
into mine eyes mine owne destruction I puld into my heart that sudden poyson That now consumes my deare content to sinders I am not now Demetrius thou hast chang'd me Thou woman with thy thousand wiles hast chang'd me Thou Serpent with thy angell-eyes hast slaine me And where before I touch'd on this faire ruine I was a man and reason made and mov'd me Now one great lump of griefe I grow and wander Cel. And as you are noble do you thinke I did this Dem. Put all the devills wings on and flie from me Cel. I will go from ye never more to see ye I will flie from ye as a plague hangs o're me And through the progresse of my life hereafter Where ever I shall find a foole a false man One that ne're knew the worth of pollish'd vertue A base suspecter of a virgins honour A child that flings away the wealth he cride for Him will I call Demetrius that foole Demetrius That mad man a Demetrius and that false man The Prince of broken faiths even Prince Demetrius You thinke now I should cry and kneele down to ye Petition for my peace let those that feele here The weight of evill waite for such a favour I am above your hate as far above it In all the actions of an innocent life As the pure Stars are from the muddy meators Crye when you know you folly howle and curse then Beate that unmanly breast that holds a false heart When ye shall come to know whom ye have flung from ye Dem. Pray ye stay a little Cel. Not your hopes can alter me Then let a thousand backe thoughts muster in ye And with those enter in a thousand doatings Those eyes be never shut but drop to nothing My innocence for ever haunt and fright ye Those armes together grow in folds that tongue That bold bad tongue that barkes out these disgraces When you shall come to know how nobly vertuous I have preserv'd my life rot rot within ye Dem. What shall I doe Cel. Live a lost man for ever Goe aske your fathers conscience what I suffered And through what seas of hazards I sayl'd through Mine honour still advanced in spight of tempests Then take your leave of love and confesse freely You were never worthy of this heart that serv'd ye And so farewell ungratefull Exit Dem. Is she gone Leo. I le follow her and will find out this matter Exit Enter Antigonus and Lords Antig. Are ye pleas'd now have you got your heart again Have I restor'd ye that Dem. Sir even for heavens sake And sacred truth sake tell me how ye found her Antig. I will and in few words Before I tride her 'T is true I thought her most unfit your fellowship And fear'd her too which feare begot that story I told ye first but since like gold I toucht her Dem. And how deare sir Antig. Heavens holy light 's not purer The constancy and goodnesse of all women That ever liv'd to win the names of worthy This noble Maid has doubled in her honour All promises of wealth all art to win her And by all tongues imploy'd wrought as much on her As one may doe upon the Sun at noone day By lighting Candles up her shape is heavenly And to that heavenly shape her thoughts are angells Dem. Why did you tell me sir Antig. 'T is true I err'd in 't But since I made a full proofe of her vertue I find a King too poore a servant for her Love her and honour her in all observe her She must be something more then time yet tels her And certaine I beleeve him blest enjoyes her I would not lose the hope of such a daughter To adde another Empire to my honour Exit Dem. O wretched state to what end shall I turn me And where begins my penance now what service Will win her love againe my death must doe it And if that sacrifice can purge my follies Be pleas'd O mightie Love I dye thy servant Exit Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Leontius and Celia Leo. I Know he do's not deserve ye h 'as us'd ye poorely And to redeeme himselfe Cel. Redeeme Leo. I know it There 's no way left Cel. For heavens sake doe not name him Doe not thinke on him sir he 's so far from me In all my thoughts now methinkes I never knew him Leo. But yet I would see him againe Cel. No never never Leo. I doe not meane to lend him any comfort But to afflict him so to torture him That even his very soule may shake within him To make him know though he be great and powerfull 'T is not within his aime to deale dishonourably And carry it off and with a maid of your sort Cel. I most confesse I could most spightfully afflict him Now now I could whet my anger at him Now arm'd with bitternesse I could shoot through him I long to vex him Leo. And doe it home and bravely Cel. Were I a man Leo. I le helpe that weakenesse in ye I honour ye and serve ye Cel. Not onely to disclaime me When he had seal'd his vowes in heaven sworne to me And poore beleeving I became his servant But most maliciously to brand my credit Staine my pure name Leo. I would not suffer it See him I would againe and to his teeth too Od's precious I would ring him such a lesson Cel. I have done that already Leo. Nothing nothing It was too poore a purge besides by this time He has found his fault and feeles the hells that follow it That and your urg'd on anger to the highest Why 't will be such a stroake Cel. Say he repent then And seeke with teares to soften I am a woman A woman that have lov'd him sir have honour'd him I am no more Leo. Why you may deale thereafter Cel. If I forgive him I am lost Leo. Hold there then The sport will be to what a poore submission But keepe you strong Cel. I would not see him Leo. Yes You shall ring his knell Cel. How if I kill him Leo. Kill him why let him dye Cel. I know 't is fit so But why should I that lov'd him once destroy him O had he scap't this sin what a brave Gentleman Leo. I must confesse had this not falne a nobler A handsomer the whole world had not show'd ye And to his making such a mind Cel. 'T is certaine But all this I must now forget Leo. You shall not If I have any art goe up sweet Lady And trust my truth Cel. But good sir bring him not Leo. I would not for the honour ye are born too But you shall see him and neglect him too and scorn him Cel. You will be neere me then Leo. I will be with ye Yet ther 's some hope to stop this gap I le work hard Exe. Scaene 2. Enter Antigonus Menippus two Gent. Lieutenant and Lords Antig. But is it possible this fellow tooke it 2 Gent. It seemes
so by the violence it wrought with Yet now the fits ev'n off Men. I beseech your Grace Ant. Nay I forgive thy wife with all my heart And am right glad she dranke it not her selfe And more glad that the vertuous maid escapt it I would not for the world ' thad hit but that this Souldier Lord how he lookes that he should take this vomit Can he make rimes too 2 Gent. Has made a thousand sir And plaies the burthen to 'em on a Jewes-trump Ant. He lookes as though he were bepist do you love me sir Lie Yes surely even with all my heart Ant. I thanke ye I am glad I have so good a subject but pray ye tell me How much did ye love me before ye dranke this matter Lie Even as much as a sober man might a Souldier That your Grace owes just halfe a yeares pay to Ant. Well remembred And did I seeme so young and amiable to ye Lieu. Methought you were the sweetest youth Ant. That 's excellent Lieu. I truly sir and ever as I thought on ye I wish'd and wish'd Ant. What didst thou wish I prethee Lieu. Ev'n that I had been a wench of fifteene for ye A hansome wench sir Ant. Why God a mercy Souldier I seeme not so now to thee Lieu. Not all out And yet I have a grudging to your Grace still Ant. Thou wast never in love before Lieu. Not with a King And hope I shall never be again Truly sir I have had such plundges and such bickrings And as it were such runnings atilt within me For whatsoever it was provok't me toward ye Ant. God-a-mercy still Lieu. I had it with a vengeance It plaid his prize Ant. I would not have been a wench then Though of this age Lieu. No sure I should have spoiled ye Ant. Well goe thy waies of all the lusty lovers That ere I saw wilt have an other potion Lieu. If you will be another thing have at ye Ant. Ha ha ha give me thy hand from henceforth thou art my souldier Do bravely I le love thee as much Lieu. I thanke ye But if you were mine enemie I would not wish it ye I beseech your Grace pay me my charge 2 Gen. That 's certaine sir Has bought up all that ere he found was like ye Or any thing you have lov'd that he could purchase Old horses that your Grace has ridden blind founder'd Dogs rosten hawkes and which is more then all this Has worne your Graces Gauntlet in his Bonnet An. Bring in your Bils mine own love shall be satisfi'd And sirrah for this potion you have taken I le point ye out a portion ye shall live on Men. T was the best draught that ere ye drunk Lieu. I hope so Ant. Are the Princes come to 'th Court Men. They are all and lodg'd sir Ant. Come then make ready for their entertainment Which presently wee 'l give wait you on me sir Lie I shal love drinke the better whilst I live boyes Ex. Scaene 3. Enter Demetrius and Leontius Dem. Let me but see her deare Leontius Let me but dye before her Leo. Would that would doe it If I knew where she lay now with what honestie You having flung so maine a mischiefe on her And on so innocent and sweet a Beautie Dare I present your visit Dem. I le repent all And with the greatest sacrifice of sorrow That ever Lover made Leo. T will be too late sir I know not what will become of you Dem. You can help me Le. It may be to her sight what are you nearer She has sworne she will not speake to ye looke upon ye And to love ye againe O she cries out and thunders She had rather love there is no hope Dem. Yes Leontius There is a hope which though it draw no love to it At least will draw her to lament my fortune And that hope shall relieve me Leo. Harke ye sir harke ye Say I should bring ye Dem. Do not trifle with me Leo. I will not trifle both together bring ye You know the wrongs ye done Dem. I do confesse 'em Leo. And if you should then jump into your fury And have another querke in your head Dem. I 'le dye first Leo. You must say nothing to her for 't is certaine The nature of your crime will admit no excuse Dem. I will not speake mine eyes shall tell my penance Leo. You must looke wondrous sad too Dem. I need not looke so I am truly sadnesse selfe Leo. That looke will do it Stay here I 'le bring her to you instantly But take heed how you beare your selfe sit down there The more humble you are the more she 'l take compassion Women are per'lous things to deale upon Exit Dem. What shall become of me to curse my fortune Were but to curse my father that 's too impious But under whatsoever fate I suffer Blesse I beseech thee heaven her harmlesse goodnesse Enter Leontius and Celia Leo. Now arme your selfe Cel. You have not brought him Leo. Yes faith And there he is you see in what poore plight too Now you may doe your will kill him or save him Cel. I will goe back Leo. I will be hang'd then Lady Are yee a coward now Cel. I cannot speak to him Dem. O me Leo. There was a sigh to blow a Church downe So now their eyes are fixt the small shot playes They will come toth ' batterie anon Cel. He weeps extreamly Leo. Raile at him now Cel. I dare not Leo. I am glad on 't Cel. Nor dare beleeve his teares Dem. You may blest beauty For those thicke streames that troubled my repentance Are crept out long agoe Leo. You see how he looks Cel. What have I to doe how he looks how lookt he then When with a poisoned truth he bit mine honour It was your counsell too to scorne and slight him Leo. I if ye saw fit cause and you confest too Except this sin he was the bravest gentleman The sweetest noblest I take nothing from ye Nor from your anger use him as you please For to say truth he had deserved your justice But still consider what he has been to you Cel. Pray doe not blinde me thus Dem. O gentle Mistris If there were any way to expiate A sinne so great as mine by intercession By praiers by daily teares by dying for ye O what a joy would close these eyes that love ye Leo. They say women have tender hearts I know not I am sure mine melts Cel. Sir I forgive ye heartily And all your wrong to me I cast behind me And wish ye a fit beauty to your vertues Mine is too poore in peace I part thus from you I must look back gods keep your Grace he 's here still Ex. Dem. She has forgiven me Leo. She has directed ye Up up and follow like a man away sir She lookt behind her twice her heart dwels here sir Ye drew teares from her too she cannot freeze thus
with the Ladies of the time Noble and faire only for love to thee Must of necessity invite a tendernesse As low as nature could have stampt a bond womans To entertaine quick motions of rare gratitude For my uncommon favours Bian. Deed my Lord as far as my simplicity can leade mee I freely thank your curtesies Cesar. To thank them is to reward them pretty one Bian. Then teach me How I may give them back again in truth I never yet receiv'd a paire of Gloves A trifling ring from any that expected An equall satisfaction but as willingly I parted with the gift unto the owner as he bestowd it Caesar. But I pow're before thee Such plenties as it lyes not in the ability Of thy whole kindred to returne proportionable One for a thousand Bian. You my Lord conclude For my instruction to ingage a debt Beyond a possibilitie of paiment I ever thought a sinne and therefore justly Without conceit of scorne or curious rudenesse I must refuse your bounty Cesar. Canst thou love Bian. Love is there such a word in any language That carries honest sence Cesar. Never dwelt ignorance In so sweet-shap't a building love Bianca Is that firme knot which tyes two hearts in one Shall ours be tyed so Bian. Vse a plainer word My Lord Insteed of tyes say marries hearts Then I may understand Cesar. Their hearts are married Whose enterchange of pleasures and embraces Soft kisses and the privacies of sweetes Keeps constant league together when temptation Of great mens oathes and gifts shall urge contempt Rather then batter resolution novelty Of sights or taste of new delights in wantonnesse Breeds surfeit more then appetite in any Reserv'd to noble vowes my excellent maide Live thou but true to me and my contents Mine only that no partner may pertake The treasure of those sweets thy youth yet glories in And I will raise thy lownesse to abundance Of all varieties and more triumph In such a mistris then great Princes doating On truth-betraying wives Bian. Thus to yeeld up then The cottage of my vertue to be swallow'd By some hard-neighboring landlord such as you are Is in effect to love a Lord so vicious O where shall innocence find some poore dwelling Free from temptations tirrany Cesar. Nay prethee Byan. Gay clothes high feeding easie beds of lust Change of unseemly sights with base discourse Draw curses on your Pallaces for my part This I will be confirmd in I will eate The bread of labour know no other rest Then what is earnd from honest paines ere once more Lend eare to your vild toyles Sir would you were As noble in desires as I could be in knowing vertue Pray doe not afflict a poore soule thus Caesar. I sweare to me Bianca steales off Gen. The Duke my Lord commands your speedy presence For answering agreivances late urg'd Against you by your Mother Caesar. By my Mother Gent. The Court is neere on sitting Cesar. I waite on it Sir Exeunt Enter Duke Magistrate Secretary Baptista Attendants Mentivole they sit Mentivole stands by Duke What wast of bloud what tumults what divisions What outrages what uprores in a state Factions though issuing from meane springs at first Have not restraind flowed to the sad example At Rome betweene the Ursins and Columnies Nay here at home in Florence twixt the Neers And the Bianchi can too mainly witnesse I sit not at the helme my Lords of soveraignty Deputed Pilot for the Common-wealth To sleep whiles others steere as their wild fancies Shall councell by the compasse of disorders Baptista This short Preface is directed Chiefly to you the petty brawles and quarrels Late urg'd betwixt th' Alberti and your family Must yes and shall like tender unknit joynts Fasten againe together of themselves Or like an angry Chyrurgion we will use The roughnesse of our justice to cut off The stubborne rancour of the limbes offending Bap. Most gracious Florence Duke Our command was signified That neither of the followers of each party Should appeare here with weapons Bap. T is obeyd Sir on my side Duke We must leave the generall cause Of State employments to give eare to brawles Of some particular grudges pollitick government For tutord Princes but no more henceforth Ent. Mariana and Clarissa at one door Cesario at the other Our frowne shall check presumption not our clemency Mari. All blessings due to unpartiall Princes Crowne Florence with eternity of happinesse Cesar. If double praiers can double blessings great Sir Mine joyne for your prosperity with my mothers Duke Rise both now briefly Lady without circumstance Deliver those agrievances which lately Your importunity possest our counsaile Were fit for audience wherein you petitiond You might be heard without an Advocate Which boone you find is granted Mari. Though divided I stand between the laws of truth and modesty Yet let my griefes have vent Yet the cleernesse Of strange necessity requires obedience To nature and your mercy in my weeds Of mourning emblems of too deer misfortunes Badges of griefes and Widdowhood the burthen Of my charg'd soule must be layd downe before you Wherein if strict opinion cancell shame My frailty is my plea Stand forth young man And heare a story that will strike all reason Into amasement Cesar. I attend Mar. Alberto peace dwell upon his ashes still the husband Of my remembrance and unchanging vowes Has by his death left to his heire possession Of faire revenew which this young man claymes As his inheritance I urgd him gently Friendly and privately to grant a partage Of this estate to her who ownes it all This his supposed Sister Bap. How supposed Cesar. Pray Madam recollect your selfe Mar. The relish Of a strange truth begins to work like Physick Already I have bitternesse to mingle With these preparatives so deadly loathsome It will quite choake digestion shortly heare it Cesario for I dare not rob unjustly The poore soule of his name this this Cesario Neither for Father had Alberto me For Mother nor Clarissa for his Sister Claris. Mother ô Mother Ment. I am in a Dream sure Duke No interruptions Lady on Maria. How ever Bap. A Faulkners sonne Mari. Mistake not Great Duke of Tuscany or the beginning Or processe of this novelty my husband The now deceasd Alberto from his youth In-urd to an impatiency and roughnesse Of disposition when not many monthes After our marriage were worne out repin'd At the unfruitfull barrennesse of youth Which as he pleasd to terme it cut our hops off From blessing of some issue to prevent it I grew ambitious of no fairer honor Then to preserve her love and as occasions Still call'd him from me studied in his absence How I might frame his welcome home with comfort At last I faynd my selfe with child the Message Of freedome or reliefe to one halfe stervd In prison is not utter'd with such greedinesse Of expectation and delight as this was To my much affected Lord his care his goodnesse Pardon me that I use