ariu'de your court And much importunes to behold your Highnes Kin: What is he Nar: Of goodly presence Kin: Let him see vs Rufman brought in by all Ruff: The powers that guide me guard thee I haue heard thy name In regions far hence where it does resound Lowder than here at home to touch this ground Iha pass'd through countries into which none here Would willingly saile I thinke and with me bring My loue and seruice which to your grace I tender Kin: What are you and whence come you Ruff: From Heluetia Spen: What hell sayes hee Iou: Peace you shall know hot hell time enough Ruff: I am an Heluetian borne the house from which I am descended ancient and well knowne to many princes Bohor is my name Iou: Zounds Bohor has struck two of my teeth out with his name Ruff. A Shalcan Tartar being my grandfather Men call me Shalkan Bohor About the world My trauailes make a girdle perfect round So that what wonders Kings on earth euer found I know and what I know Is yours K. Braue Heluetian We giue you thankes and welcome your arriuall Is faire and to our wish of those dayes Which Time sets downe to number vp a weeke Euery day haue we tasked saue onely one How in these courts of Kings through which you haue gon Doe Princes wast their howres Ruff. How but in that For which they are borne Kings Pleasure euery mans ayme Is to his pleasure onely t is changde in name That 's all the difference Are Kings Tirants Blood Is then their pleasure thirst they after warres Ambition tickles them that for which man most cares Good or bad t is his pleasure and to gaine it His soule must compasse it tho hell restraine it To this marke all mens thoughts Creation drew That all might striue for a thing that 's got by fewe Who are those few but Kings and t is fit they Should haue it because true pleasure does soone decay K. How like you his counsell Omn. Rarely Oct. What ruffian 's this K. Bohor tha 'st warm'd our yong blood Al cares of state Shall that day sleepe to our selfe wee le Saterday haue Pleasure the slaue of Kings shall then be our slaue Lords let there be a proclamation drawne What man soeuer strange or natiue borne Can feast our spleene and heigthen our delight He shall haue gold and be our fauorite Tilts turneys masques playes dauncing drinking deepe Tho ere noone all Naples lye dead-drunke a sleepe Oct. How King Kin. Wee le haue it so vnâ—le Omn. Downe with that too Iou. Print Satterday in great text letters Oct. Well well it shall Our swan turnes crow poisond with one drop of gall Kin. I le haue this proclamation forthwith drawne Nar. And publish al the daies Pris. And Satterday Iou. Especially that at large if you can in red like a Dominicall letter Kin. Goe see it don Iou. My taske Exit Kin. Why sigh you Of six dayes wo'd you not spare me one Oct. Thine owne lawes from thine owne mouth wee le proclaime if thine owne words thou e'arst bee 't thine owne shame Enter Iouinelli hastily Iou. Your long expected happines is arriu'd The princesse of Calabria Kin. Thou crown'st me agen Deere vncle honored Lords with our whole court Honor her hither I am rapd with Ioy And lost till I behold her fetch me my loue Oct. I feare deepe whirlepooles tho it run smooth aboue Ki. To our worthy friend your welcomes Ex. Oct. Ast. Iou. But pray Sir tell vs meane you that we indeed Shall haue but one playing day through the whole weeke Kin. All Iouinells wee le be Iouiall all Bris. Till Satterday came we liu'de in terrible feare Thanke Bohor who your dead spirits vp did reare Kin: Had I as first I did begin gon on I like a Schoole-boy should haue worne my crowne As if I had borrowed it Ruff: Had bin most vile Kin: I le be a Sea boundles Spen: Thou art a sunne And let no base cloudes muffle thee Kin. Braue Kings all Crowne Scepter Court Cittie Country are at your call Iou: There spake young loue indeede Pris: The tyde now turnes Nar: And now wee le swim Kin: And laugh tho the whole world mournes Florish Omn Tantara hey TruÌ„pets Erminghild brought in Enter Octauio and Astolphe vshering Erminhild attended by Ladies and others Nar: Call vp your lustiest spirits the Lady 's come K. O my earthly blisse embraces kisses how sweete Are you to parted Louers when they meete That entertainement which the Duke your Father Lent royellie late to mee I now can pay At a Kings charge to our Neapolitane Court None brightest Erminhild can come longd for More then your selfe You haue stolne vpon vs Ladie Erm: You haue good Law against me playing the thiefe Your Grace may keepe mee prisoner K. In these Armes From whence not Ioue shall raunsome thee We Twaine Will wed and bed and get a Prince shall raigne In Naples brauely when wee both lye dead Till then Pleasures wings to their full bredth be spread ExeuÌ„ Enter Scumbroth ringing a Bell Alphege a Fryer Shackle-soule in a Friers weede with cloth to lay Scum A mangier a mangier a mangier I must needs haue a mangie voice wheÌ„ I doe nothing but ball for a company of hungry Scabs a mangier Alph: You must be nimble Rush Sha: As a drawer in a new Tauern first day the bush is huÌ„g vp Scum: A mangier a manger a mangier Exit Alp. So the Lord Priors napkin here there the Subpriors his knife and case of pick-toothes thus as for the couent let them licke their fingers in stead of wiping and suck their teeth in steede of picking Shac. What other dutie Sir must I call mine Alp. As you are nouice you are to say grace demurely waite on the Priors Trencher soberly steale away a mouthfull cunningly and munch it vp in a corner hungerly Ply your office Rush Exit Shak. Thankes good Frier Alphege yes Shackle-soule will play The taske hee 's set to Diuels neuer idle lye Frier Rush ha ha y'haue now an excellent quire To sing in hell the Diuell and the Frier Enter Prior Subprior Alphege Hillary Rush and other Friers All sit dishes brought in before Pri. Where 's Rush our Iunior Nouice Ru. Here Lord Prior Pri. Stand foorth and render thankes Ru. Hum hum For our bread wine ale and beere For the piping hot meates heere For brothes of sundrie tasts and sort For beefe veale mutton lamb and porke Greene-sawce with calfes head and bacon Pig and goose and cramd-vp capon For past raiz'd stiffe with curious art Pye custard florentine and tart Bak'd rumpes fried kidneys and lam-stones Fat sweete-breads luscious maribones Artichoke and oyster-pyes Butterd Crab prawnes lobsters thighes Thankes be giuen for flesh and fishes With this choice of tempting dishes To which proface with bly the lookes sit yee Rush. Bids this Couent much good do 't yee Pri. How dar'st thou mock vs thou ill nurtur'd
flowes or'e With mans damnation gold drinke there no more Shac. Not tast what all men thirst for old and so braue When mony assaults one combat more I le haue Enter Scumbroth Scu. So ho ho father Subprior Sub. Whoe 's there what art thou callst me Scu. One that feeds the hungry the cooke sir Scumbroth Sub. Come hither I haue for thee a golden prize Shac. Ha ha hee le take it Villaines and fooles will ha gold tho got from hell But they who doe so as thou shalt pay for 't well Exit Scu. But stay father Subprior before we goe one step farder what doe you thinke I haue done since I went from you Sub. No hurt I hope say hast thou Scu. Hurt If I did hurt in that how much harme doe Almanake makers who lye coldly quiuering at it all the yeare long I did doe nothing but stand staring at the man in the moone Sub. And what good thoughts bred that within thee Scu. This I thought to my selfe what a happy fellow that man in the moone was to see so many fooles and knaues here below and yet neuer to be troubled with 'em nor meddle with 'em Sub. Hee s happy that meddles not with this world indeed Scu. If that man in the moone should write a prognostication oh he should not neede to tell astronomicall lyes to fill his booke nor talke in gibrish no man vnderstands of Quartiles Aspects Stations Retrogradations Peragrations Centricall Eccentricall Cosmicall Acronicall and such Palquaicall Solar Lunar Lunaticall vaulting ouer the railes of heauen that no Christian dare looke vpon their tricks for feare his wit breake his necke Sub. Thou putst into a Sea thou canst not sound Ignorance still is foe to Arts profound Come hither man come hither Scu. Arts profound Arts make men as very asses as women doe I haue no Art and yet I knowe this Moone that shines to night sees more than you or I doe for all your spectacles Sub. True t is the eye of heauen Scu. Which of the eyes t is but the left eye and the Sun is the right and yet the left sometimes sees more than the right and the right as much as the left there 's paxonisme for you father globicall paxonisme Sub. I vnderstand thee not Scu. No why here 's the oyster opend I say the Sun sees much knauery in a yere the Moone more in a quarter the Moone sees men caryed by a quarelling watch to prison and the Sun sees the constable and the booke-keeper share fees the next morning Sub. That 's not well Scu. Yes but they sweare t is well the Moone sees bastards come bawling into the world the Sun sees 'em shifted and shuffled in dossers away to nurse that 's the cause we haue so many dosser-heads the Moone sees old curmudgeons come reeling from Tauerns with sipping of halfe pintes of Sack and the Sun sees the same churles the next day soberly cutting any mans throate for a pennie Sub. Enough of this come hither looke what here lyes Scu. What here lyes mary father Subprior the diuell and some Vsurers mony haue bin here at their lecherie and see what goodly children they haue begot if you will I le keepe the bastards at nurse Sub. I am content that halfe this gold he thine If it bee ask'd for neuer for t is not mine So thou wilt promise tother halfe to giue To such as I appoint Sub. By this gold I will lay it out brauely as you appoint me Sub. Looke not to prosper if thou dealst amisse Good workes are keyes opening the gates of blisse That golden key thou in that heape maist find If with it thou relieue the lame sick blind huÌ„gry Scu. I will doe it I protest Sub. One halfe bestow'd so take thy selfe the rest So fare thee well Exit Scu. Farewell good father a foole I le giue the blinde a dog to lead 'em the lame shall to the whipping-post the sick shall dye in a cage and the hungry leap at a crust I seede roagues the pox shall the world is changde a begger yesterday and full of gold to day an asse to day and a prow'd scab to morrow Glit Stay stand Golden head ascends Scu: Stand cannot a Gentleman grow rich but he must keepe knaues about him Glit That gold is none of thine Scu. But all the craft in that great head of yours cannot get it out of my fangers Zounds who the diuel art thou Gilt. A spirit sent vp from hell to make thee rich Scu. Thanke hell for it hell makes worse foole rich in a yeere Gilt. That gold I laide there for thee Scu. When doe you lay againe that I may haue more of these egges Gâ—it. Spend those I charge thee first Sâ—u. Yes Head Glit. And brauely I charge thee Scu. What neede you be at such charges I le doe 't but shall the poore be a pennie the better for me as the old fellow charge me yea or no Gilt. No â— Within Shac. No Scu. Whos 's that Gilt. T is thine owne Genius cryes vnto thee no Scu. My Genius I am a cooke my Genius then belike is a scullion but when this is spent can my Genius tell mee whither I shall haue more Shac. More Flâ—t. More 1. More within 2. More In a big voice Scu. Because my Genius keepes company with a great man I le take all their wordes and his bond Glit. When thou hast spent all that I charge thee come To the blacke tree that stands in Naples groue Clymbe boldly to the top and keepe fast hold For there I le rayne on thee a showre of gold If what thou seest there thou to any tell Diuels shall teare thee Shac. Away Omn. Away Sâ—u. Farewell Exit Enter Shacklesoule laughing Shac. Ha ha downe downe bright spirit thou wut bee mist anon hell mynt stands ydle Glit. Loose not that foole Shac. Be gon Glit. Haue care to meete at next infernall court The day drawes nye Goes downe Shac. I thanke thee for this spirit Exit Enter K. Rufman Narcisso Spendola Brisco Iouinelli K. You that complaine gainst Barteruile receiuer of all our tribute-monies speak your wrongs nay you haue deaff'd our cares too much already hee does confesse your crownes payde and receiude but to giue backe your writings ther 's no clause If them you le win fight it out by our lawes Bar. I humbly thanke your highnes A gratious doome 1. Gent. One day to try this plea to hel thowlt come Ex. 2. K. Toth next we ha businesse of our owne toth ' next O Barteruile for these 200 crownes Bar. I payde 'em to that man Far. Now afore the King And his Lords here thou liest th' ast payde me none K. Your choller 's sirra too hye Far. Tho my collar stand So hye it scarce beares vp this falling band Thou say'st thowlt sweare th' ast payd it vds nailes sweare so And the fowle feende goe with 't 200. crownes I ha lost as much at loggets sweare
That Subiects should to those who are Supreme Bend as to God all Kings being like to him Ast. Thou wonder of thy time I le pay no more To thee of dutie than has bene before And euer shall be payd to those sit Hye K. Pray mocke not mee with such Idolatry Kings Gods are I confesse but Gods of clay Brittle as you are you as good as they Onely in weight they differ this poore dram Yet all but flesh and bloud And such I am If such pray let mee eate drinke speake and walke Not look'd cleane through with superstitious eyes Not star'de at like a Comete As you goe Or speake or feede vn wondered at let mee so Oct. Not Kings of Ceremonie K. Vncle what then Still are they Kings Oct. But shew like common men K. Good vncle know no Sunne in this our Spheare Shall rule but Wee let others shine as cleare In goodnes None in greatnes shall Ast. Blest raigne The Golden worlde is molding new againe K. All that I craue is this and t is not newe Pay vnto Caesar onely Caesars due Oct. We owe thee loyall hearts and those wee le pay Each minute Mirrour of Kings Iou. Marke the olde Lords promise their hearts but no money Oct. Here are the Names of bold conspirators Yong Catilines and farre more desperate Who in your Fathers dayes kindled the fires Of here Rebellion K. Which are now burnt out Oct. Who knowes that embers in dead Ashes lye King Set thy hand to this let Traytors dye Ast. T is fit you should doe so Oct. Sound Pollicie K. Men many things hold fit That are not good A yong Beginner and set vp in blood Butchers can doe no more Shall Recordes say Being Crownde he playd the Tyran the first day How should that Chronicler be curs'd your paper When such a fatall booke comes in my sight I le with Vespasian wish I could not write Their bond is canceld I forgiue the debt See that at liberty they all be set Omn. A Princely Act Oct. If wisely t is well done Spâ—n. That raigne must bost Which mercy has begun K. Beare witnes all what pace the Chariot wheeles Of our new guided Soueraigntie shall run Rus. A mayne gallop I hope K. And here I vow to end as t is begun Ast. Heauen fill thee full of dayes But being all told Ending no worse Their summe wee le write in gold Oct. The course you le take deere Lord K. This pray obserue it Iou. Call you this Coronation day woud I were i th streetes where the conduites run claret wine there 's some good fellowship Oct. Peace K. Each weeke within the yeere shall be a booke Which each day I le reade or'e I well may doe 't The booke being but six leaues six dayes the seuenth Be his that owes it Sacred is that and hye And who prophanes one houre in that Shall dye Spen. How manie wil be left aliue then this day fortnight Oct. First beate all Tauernes downe then Soules are lost Being drownde in Surfets on that seuenth day most Stay best of Kings mine owne hand shall set downe What lawes thou mad'st first day thou wor'st a Crowne Begin begin thy weeke K. Write Monday Oct. So so Monday Iou. They say Monday 's Shooemakers holliday I le fall to that trade Oct. I haue writ it downe my liege Iou. Peace harken to your lesson K. That day from morne till night I le execute The office of a Iudge and wey out lawes With euen scales Iou. That 's more than grocers doe K. The poore and rich mans cause I le poize alike It shall be my chiefe care That bribes and wrangling be pitch'd o're the barre Iou. We shall haue old breaking of neckes then K. Downe with that first Oct. O for a pen of gold You le haue no bribes K. None Oct. Yet terme-time all they yeere A good strong law suite cannot now cost deere K. Haue you done Oct. I 'me at bribes and wrangling done presently Nar. We must all turne pettifoggers and in stead of gilt rapiers hang buckram bags at our girdles Iou. All my clients shal be women Spen. Why Iou. Because they are easiest fetched ouer there 's something to be gotten out of them Oct. Thy monday's taske is done what 's next Iou. Sunday if the weeke goes backward King Tuesdayes weel 'e sit to heare the poore-mans cryes Orphans and widowes our owne princely eyes Shall their petitions reade our progresse then Shal be to hospitalls which good minded men Haue built to pious vse for lame sicks and poore Wee le see what 's giuen what spent and what flowes or'e Churles with Gods mony shall not feast swill wine And fat their rancke gutts whilest poore wretches pine Iou. This is a braue world for beggers if it hold Oct. Poore wretches pine So are they left tot'h next Kin. Wednesdaies wee le spend Iou. In fish dinners Kin. In th' affaires Of farren states treate with embassadors Heare them and giue them answeres Thursday for warres Iou. That 's well better be together by th' eares then to goe halting to hospitalls Kin. Our Neapolitane youths that day shall try Their skill in armes poore scorned Soldiers Shall not be suffer'd beg here as in some landes Nor stoope slaue-like to Captaines proud commands Starue and lie nastie when the selfe-same pay The Souldier fights for keepes the Leaders gay Nor shall he through ice and fire make gray his bread Weare out new Moones onely to earne his bread Wade vp to 'th beard in torrents and be drownd All saue the head march hard to meete a wound I' th very face and euen his heart-strings cracke To win a towne yet not to cloath his backe And the blacke storme of troubles being gon Shund like a creditor not looked vpon But as court-pallats when bright day drawes nye Rold vp in some darke corner is throwne by Vncle write that Oct. Fast as my pen can trot Spen. What a number of tottred roagues wil be turn'd into braue fellowes a this new change of the moone Iou. The brauer they are the sooner are mercers vndon Oct. Souldiers are downe too Kin. Downe with Learning next For friday shal be spent it 'h reuerend Schooles Where wee le sift branne from Houre hisse babling fooles But crowne the deepe-braind disputant none shall hold Three or foure Church-liuings got by Symonious gold In them to fat himselfe as in a stye When greater Schollers languish in beggery And in thin thred-bare cassacks weare out their age And bury their worth in some by vicorage This wee le see mended Enter Iouenella Iou. Tyth pigges youl 'e smoake for this Kin. So set it downe Oct. Schollers languish in beggery-So Thy fridaies law is writ for Satterday what King I mary sir All our cares now for that Well to begin and not end so were base The winning of the gole crownes each mans race Narcisso stepping in before in the Scene Enters here Nar: Sir there 's a stranger newly
slaue Sub. Contemn'st thou our order and religious fare Shac. He has spoken treason to all our stomaches Omn. Downe with the villaine Sub. Mischiefe on vs waites If wee feede so vile a wretch Pri. Thrust him out at gates Shac. I doe coniure you by my hallowed beades To heare me speake Pri. Canst thou excuse thy selfe Shac. Alas my Lord I thought it had bin here As in the neighbouring Churches where the poor'st Vicar Is filled vp to the chin with choice of meates Yet seekes new wayes to whet dull appetite As there with holy spels mens soules they cherish So with delitious fare they themselues nourish Nor want they argument for sweete belly-cheere To proue it lawfull Sub. Most prophane and fearefull Shac. But since your order pious and reuerend Tyed to religious fasts spends the sad day Wholy in meager contemplation I absolution beg on both my knees For what my tongue offended in las poore Rush See 't by his cheekes eates little I can feede On rootes and drinke the water of the Spring Out of mine owne cup make an Anatomy Of my most sinfull carcas then pardon mee Pri. Thy ignorance is thy pardon wee beleeue thee Shac. Gratias reuerenda domine Prior Pri. But do our brethren in parts more remote Feede so delitious saist thou Shac. Rush cannot lye Sub. Thou falsely doest accuse those holy men Pri. How can it stand with their profession Sub. Thou saist vile yongman they haue arguments To proue it lawfull gluttonously to feede Omn. Rush answere the Sub-prior Shac. Audite fratres they doe not onely proue it lawfull but make it palpable that hee who eates not good in eate is dambde Sub. Benedicite Scu. What shall become of all vs then Pri. Thou art distracted whence canst thou force argument Shac. From sillie reason would you heare me speake Pri. Speake freely and be bold listen Omn. Hum hum hum Shac. He that eats not good meate is dambd Sie Dispute If he that feedes well hath a good soule then è Contra No he that feedes ill hath a bad and a poore soule Scu. That 's wee Shac. And so cōsequenly is dambd for who regards poore soules and if they be not regarded they are cast foorth and if cast foorth then they are dambde Sub. I deny your minor he that feedes well hath a good soule Shac. Sic probo the soule followes the temperature of the body hee that feedes well hath a good temperature of body Ergo he that feedes well hath a good soule Pri. A ful and edyfying argument Omn. Hum hum hum Sub. I deny that the soule followes the temperature of the body Shac. Anima sequitur temperaturā Corporis It is a principle contra principia non est disputandum All wee Pri. It s most apparent Scu. O most learned Rush Sub. A shallow Sophister heare me farder Pri. Subprior wee le heare the rest disputed at our leisure you take too much vpon you Scu. Shall I take this vpon me my Lord Pri. Hence with this trash we haue too long forborne to tast heauens blessings fully which to our dutie had more enabled vs Rush th art some Angel Sub. Rather some diuell sent to bewitch our soules Pri. Sub-prior no more Sub. I must speake heare me brethren Shall we bound by solemne oathes t' abiure the world And all her sorceries to whom night and day Are as one hower of prayer whose temperance makes vs Endure what ful-fild bellie Gods admire Shall we by zealous patrons tyde to obserue Dirges and Requiems for their peacefull soules In gluttonous riot bury sacred almes Turne Sanctimonious zeale and Charitie To loathsome surfet and those well-got goods Our benefactors sau'd by their owne fasts And moderate liuing shall we feede vpon Ful-gorging vs till we vomit fore-fend it heauen By all the Saints by him first taught our order What temperance was here shall poore Clement feede Till his ore-wearied life takes her last leaue Of this all tempting world where all sinnes breede Pri. Howe 's this are you become our confessor Best thrust vs out at gates locke vp the Cloister And cal in whom you like be you the Prior Speake are you agreed Rush be our maister-cooke Scu. You haue my voice Alp. And mine Pri. Doe you all consent Omn. Yes all Sub. First send this fiend to banishment Pri. We haue most voices on our side Sub. You may Las most men couet still the broadest way Pri. Ciue Rush his charge then Scumb you must resigne Scu. With a good maw I shall haue a fatter office to be his scullion Shac. Worthy Lord Prior heare me yet I must not my profession let To Scumbroath what I know I le teach To make candels Iellies leach Sirrup of violets and of roses Cow slip sallads and kick-choses Preserue the apricock and cherry Damsin-peare-plom raspis berry Potates ike if you shall lack To corroborate the back A hundred more shall Rush deuice And yet to early mattins rise Our ladies office sing at prime At euen-song and at compline time Chant Anthems Aniuersaries Dirges And the dolefull de profundis Pri. Thou shalt not change thy order Sirra cooke From Rush take lessons against night for fare Abundance and delitious Scu. I shall be greedy to learne of him sir since your lordship is turnde our very Iack and his spits shall turne too Exit Enter 2. Pilgrimes Pri. What men are these Sub. Welcome good holy father Both Thankes reuerend maister 1 Pil. Blest sir according to the Churches rite We Pilgrimes to Ierusalem bound this night Desire repose and pious charitie In your most holy Couent Pri. You are most welcome Alphege goe lead 'em in Shas: By no meanes Pri. Why Shac. T is mortall sin Sub. O black impietie Pri: How sin to feed religious votaries Shac: Rather to nourish idle vagabōdes The Cleargy of other lands haue with much plentie And thrift destroyde those drones that lazily Liue eating vp the labours of the bee A churchman there cares but to feede the soule He makes that charge his office Al 's misdeeds alas They through the Lawyers hands are fitt'st to passe Sub. Can you heare this Diuell Shac. Besides my reuerend Lord These manderers here are spies soone beare word to Princes eares of what they heare and see Pri. Ha Rush thou speak'st right Sub. Dambd iniquitie Pri. Hence with those runnagates Omn. Come hence Pri. Spurne 'em away Sub. Oh had mine eyes drop'd out ere seene this day Stay comfortles poore soules my pittying teares Shall speake what my tongue dares not here holy men You nere shall say when next we meete againe Frier Clement to the hungrie grutch'd his meate Or to the weary pilgrim lodging this makes you eate And when you haue relieu'd your fainting limbes Commend me in your prayers and midst your hymmes Thus wish that he who did your Iorney furder May neuer liue to breake his holy order Pri. Old superstitious dotard beate hence these beggers 1. Pil. Many old mens
curses will on his soule be spent Who thus defaces Charities monument Exeunt Shaâ—. I told you they were curs that cease to barke no longer then you feede them Pri. Frier thou speak'st right Make hast with fare delitious wee le crowne the night Exeunt Manet Shackle soule Shac. Ha ha laugh Lucifer dance grim fiends of hell Of soules thou iudge must but most terrible I must exact a double pay from thee Nere hadst thou Iorney man deserude such fee Let me cast vp my reckonings what I ha won In this first voiage Charity shee s vndon Fat gluttony broke her back next her step'd in Contention who shakes Churches now the sweete sin Sallow lechery should march after Auarice Murder and all sinnes els hell can deuice I le broach the head 's in draw the body after Begin thy feast in full cuppes end in slaughter That damnedst fury oh but Frier Clement's free True ha'st no snare t' intrap him let me see Hee s old choake him with gold hold on thy Reuells Pluto makes Sackle-soule president of Diuels Exit Enter K. Octauio Narcisso Iouinelli Spendola K. What pictar 's that Vncle Octauio Oct. The picture of thy state drawne by thy selfe This is that booke of statutes were enacted In the high Parliament of thy roiall thoughts Where wisedome was the speaker And because Thy subiects shall not be abusde by lawes Wrap'd vp in caracters crabbed and vnknowne These thine owne language speake K. Hang 'em vp vncle Oct. What sayes the King Ion. You must hang vp the lawes Oct. Like cob-webbe in fowle roomes through which great flies Breake through the lesse being caught by th wing there dies No no thy lawes I le fix full in thy sight Hangs a table vp Like sea-markes that if this great ship of sway And kingly ventures loose her constant way i th bottomles gulph of state beaten by the stormes Of youthfull follie raging in monstrous formes Shee may be sau'de from sinking and from wrack Steerd by this compasse for the points of it Shall guide her so on rockes she cannot split Kin. You are our carefull pilot in this voiage Of Gouernment be you our Admirall Wisedome and Age being props realmes seldome fall Enter Brisco Oct: Oraculous is thy voice Kin. How now count Brisco Me thinkes I read a comedy in thy lookes Nar: Has met some merry painter hee s drawne so liuely Omn: Come count your newes Bris: I shall bestow them freely The physicke of your proclamation workes Your guilded pills roll'd vp in promises Of princely fauours to his wit who highest Can raise your pleasures slip so smoothly downe Your Subiects throates that all vpon a sudden Are loosely giuen Kin. How loosely giuen why count Br. Name but what sport your Highnes would haue Acted I 'me prologue tooâ— your court must haue more gates To let in rufling Saterday without now waites Musicke in some ten languages each one sweares By Orpheus fiddle-case they will tickle your eares If they can doo 't with scraping Bri: There 's seuen score Noise at least of english fidlers Io: 7. score they are able to eate vp a citie in very scraps Bri: Very base-viall men most of 'em besides whole swarmes of welsh harpes Irish bag-pipes Iewes trompes And french kitts All these made I together play But their dambd catter-wralling frighted me away Oct. These sports to please A Princes eyes Bri: How like you then of these The cittie-waterbearers trimly dight With yellow oaker-tankerds pind vpright Like brooches in their hatts In their fresh loues A may-game bring All wearing dog-skin gloues Made not to shrinke it 'h wetting Kin. Bid these poore men drinke well and so be gon Bri. What will you haue then Will you see the Turners shew brauely preparde With colours drumes and gunnes with rust halfe mar'de Bearing that of which they long haue bin depriu'de Kin. What i st Bri. Their daring Giant newly reui'de Omn. For Ioues sake le ts see that Oct. O fie Prince fie In thy court painted monsters they come not here Ride forth thou shalt meete Giants euery where Me thinkes yong Lords your soules being new refinde With beames of honor should not be declin'de To sports so low and vulgar but since the King Of birdes the Eagle letts you spred a wing So neere his owne you should put vp such game As fits an Eagle and pursue the same And not like rauens kites or painted Iayes So'are high yet light on dunghills for stinking preyes Iou. Old Lord you raue Nar. What sports wood you deuise Oct. Most fit for Kings Were I before his eyes To present obiects they should all be rare Of Romane triumps laden with the spoiles of warre Or Lions and wilde-Beares kill'd by actiue force Or sea-fights or land battailes on foote or horse Such sights as these kindle in Kings braue fire And meeting spirits that dare mount mount 'em higher Where apish pastimes lay our soules downe flat Groueling on earth base and effemminate Bri. I haue bowles of this bias too for your Lordships alley King Trundle 'em out before him Bri. The wodden-leg Souldier Waites to present you with his show of warre Oct. I mary my liege Bri: The Scholler has his deuice the Mariner his Oct. These are Kings sports indeed Bri. Will you see these Kin. Faith be it so because wee le now rather please Our vncle than our selfe pray fetch in these The rest cashere Spen. Send the fidlers merily home Bri. And yet pa 'em scuruily t is impossible Iou: And bid the water-bearers clense the citie Ther 's many a foule thing in it Oct: Marshall 'em in Bri: I le fetch these worthy spirits in my selfe No no wee le ayde you sir Iou: March and giue vs roome Exeunt Ki: Sdeath if these doting gray-beards might haue their wills We neuer shall haue ours let vs crosse them As they crosse vs Omn: How how Kin: Euery deuice Their Ningles bring in abuse with scuruie iest Be et nee're so good Omn. Agreed Nar: If Ninies bring away the Nest Ki: Teach Iouinelli and Brisco when to giue fire Dromes and trompets sounding Enter Octauio Iouinelli Brisco Rufman the Souldier Scholler Maâ—â—â—er Sol. I am a Souldier Iou: We know that by your legges Sol. Does my stump grieue you Bri. Not if you bestir your sluâ—panimbly sir Nar: What hot shot 's this Sol. A Souldier sir that 's all That 's more than sir I thinke you dare be Zounds baffuld For my limbes lost in seruice your noble father Has clapd this buff-ierkin when this Stump of wood Has vp to th' knee stucke three howres in french blood When such as you with your Spangled roses that day Brauely bestird their 〈◊〉 and ran away I le stand too t I Spen. With one leg Sol: Yes with one Oct: Yong Lords thus to scorne Souldiers t is ill don Kin. Vncle here 's no man scornes 'em must we be brau'de By a staring fellow for a little fighting goe Sol: Fighting I cannot halt I