Prithee Miranda minde what I told thee Ex. Bea. Qui. Mir. I 'le warrant you yes buz quite contrary I 'le assure you sweet Sister Felices Signior Felices Felices with his head to the door Feli. Here little Mistress what 's the Matter Mir. Can you make Love finely Feli. Why d' ye ask may be I can who 's to try I hope since she 's too young her self she set One to pimp for me aside Mir. Your name is Fernando to night Be sure you lead my Sister Adieu Exit Fel. What do's the urchin mean I 'll try And do as she bids me Exit Enter Elvira and Bianca Elv. Prithee Bianca peace thou know'st not half my mind Bian. I 'm sorry Madam I 've bore my self so ill As not to deserve your trust now Elv. Indeed wench I durst tell thee any thing But where thou canst not serve me The knowledge would avail thee nothing Bian. But still it troubles me to see you pensive It may be sorrow and then I would be glad to share your griefs If it be business you do meditate Too heads do's better far then one At least in all I would express my duty Elv. I thank thy love and care And will e're long acquaint thee with my thoughts But Prythee now go touch thy Lute For Musick is best Physick for a mind So out of Tune as mine Bian. Madam I will obey in All What will you please to hear Exit Bianca Elv. That which thou sang'st me yesterday The Song Enter Servant Here are some Masquers without Madam Who desire admittance People of quality they Seem to be Elv. Admit them who can they be If it be Alvaredo he brings my Dear Fernando With him 't is he I know him Enter Alvaredo Ferdinando Felices Beatrice Miranda Quintagona Sancho Servants with Torches By his Port. You 're wellcome Ladies Gallants so are you I know you not but this is kindly done And I must own the Obligation ever You see I take a liberty though in the absence of My Brother They Bow Point to their own Musick for to play Alvaredo takes Elvira by the hand and whispers her Elv. You see Sir I am civil If you hint not the old improper business Love Alv. Oh Madam that is quite forgot Speaks from his Vizard You see I 'me merry now Why should we pine and grieve For what we cannot help Elv. 'T is true and I am glad to finde you in that humor Beckens Fernando Enter Lorenzo with Antonio Lor. This is Excellent most Excellent Ah gallants when I was a young man I lov'd this Dearly Oh the brave Donzellas I have seen and lov'd In my travels at Venice there who but I My Gondalo follow'd by the best Musick stored with The finest women my table spread with the best Of all things and my Bottle fill'd with best verdu Monte fiaskou vin Greco Valga me Dios it makes Me mad to think on 't Prithee Signior Antonio get Your Sister the fair Elvira to accompany these Gallants to my house to night I know them all They are kindred there is no scandal To an old mans house a friend and servant to the Count her Brother her father was my worthy Friend but those days are past Ant. I 'll do my best my Lord. Come pray Madam let me intreat you thither The time allows much liberty Come you must Not deny the Count Lorenzo 't will break His heart Elv. 'T will be scandalous I fear Brother Ant. No no pish scandalous 't is people of meaner Quality ought to fear scandal we are above Those things Exeunt omnes the Musick playing before Except Beatrice and Felices Elv. Will you take the blame upon you Ant. Yes Madam Elv. Lead on then my Lord. Beat. Oh my dear Fernando how I long To speak with you alone Fel. Follow me I 'll lead you to a private place And there Offers to hug her Beat. What mean you Sir Fel. Nay what mean you why so coy Come come I do not love it Beat. Sure I 'me mistaken or the man is chang'd Fel. Nay nay dear mistress ne're hang back Come kiss me Beat. Ha sure 't is not his voice Pull of your Vizard Sir and then I will Fel. Look ye now pull of your's or else you break your Word Beat. So I must for I should burst with laughing else Ha ha ha ha was this your trim device Fel. What device I had none Beat. My sister told me you would take Fernando's name upon you and would utter Such monstrous secrets Fel. Of whom of what Beat. Why 't is a by-name 'twixt you and Quintagona They say you make love to her ha ha ha Fel. Oh this Chit Enter Miranda Mir. Why sister sister ha ha ha Beat. Oh you 're a fine Gentle-woman Mir. Why what 's the matter Fel. Madam I believe this was your own design Though you would put it on my pretty Mistress I have seen you twitter at me before now But I understand a Jest Beat. A Jest from who d' ye mean Fel. From you Madam I were ill bred else Mir. Yes indeed sister 't were pity of his life else Beat. So so this is fine Enter Quintagona Fel. Why look Madam here 's one Can end the doubt Come hither Duck Did ever I make love to yee Quin. Make Love to me hang thee Feli. Pa Nurse pa bug words Mir. Nay fie Nurse t' use a Civil Gentleman so Quin. Hang him I say again and you too Mir. What both on 's Nurse Points to her Sister Quin. Yes him and you Come Charge What do you do amongst them I won't still be us'd so by a Grashopper And a Weather-Cock why should you be jeering me Still I bred you weeps Besides God made me as well as you Mir. Nay nor half so well neither I think I may speak that without vanity Feli. Indeed Nurse that was over-weening As handsom as your young Mistress Quin. Well well come Charge Nay you 're e'en fit for one another Ex. Qui. Bea. Mir. Ha ha ha Feli. I wish we were Nurse Ex Feli. Mir. ACTUS III. SCENA I. Enter Lorenzo leading Elvira Alvaredo Antonio Ferdinando Beatrice Miranda Quintagona Servant and Attendants Lorenzo YOu 're welcome Gallants infinitely Welcome there is no pleasure Like to this Meet our Friends and eat Together well fare England say I for I have been inform'd by credible Merchants That there they often meet together eat Together and drink together Come Come take your Seats Madam what Think you of an Ayre as they are serving In nay it shall be one of my own Composing For some years past when I was not so Much taken up with business I did employ My time in Poesie Elv. What you please my Lord. Lor. Bartolo bid them sing the Song was Sung when I acted the Sea-god with the Cornucopia Ah Bartolo those were merry Days thou didst Act Tantalus I remember troth It was a very dainty Masque for all The Company were kept in suspence till
in your heart Fer. Let all the blessings Heaven has yet in store Fall on my fair and kind Elvira's head ACTUS II. SCENA I. Enter Antonio with a Guittar playing to him Felices Sancho Fel. WHither away dear friend not know me Ant. Felices wellcome wellcome faith so early up 't is Scarce day being up at play all night I was going to Julianas lodging Fel. What to play the Fidler under a whores Window Ant. Away fool 't is the onely ornament of a melancholly Lover one that doats infinitely on all Women And cares not a rush for any one in particular A whore why hadst thou ever a Mistris thou didst Not wish to be so then I have this Advantage mine 's made one to my hand Prythee what fellow 's that Fel. Oh an excellent Rogue I have pick'd up San. Yes Sir one that was made so to his hand Fel. Come come prythee let me go with thee Her maid will serve my turn or any thing That 's Woman I onely love the conversation of The Sex no harm in me San. Yes Signior you may trust my master And for my self I can do yee prime service And sleep if occasion serve upon the stairs Like a Statue half erected or one whose props Are warp'd and so inclineth to the Centre backwards Ther 's a Term you understand not Ant. Away ye Rogue Come here 's the house le ts in Fel. No wee 'll give the Donazellas A Serenade first Sirrah have ye no Castinets San. Yes Sir here pray give leave to keep time too With this Instrument Ant. What a Grid-iron San. I 'll warrant you shall be as good Musick As any in Sevil. Antonio Sings they Play the Chorus still altogether LOok out for shame look out And put your Lover out of Doubt That thinks the Sun has lost his light And that you run his Course to night Chorus Play'd Look out for shame look out And put your Lover out of doubt That else may think he has lost his way When not enlightned by your day San. Heer 's stuff Nay play on play on Sir I can sing More to this Tune Sancho Sings Look out for shame look out And put your Lover out of doubt Who 's heart susteins a cruel load Because he thinks your gon abroad Look out for shame look out And put your lovers out of doubt Who else would leave to Bawle and sing But that they think you are within Fel. Look out for shame look out And show to us thy dainty Snout Rather then wander in the Street Bursts open the door with his foot and Enters Thus Doors we open with our feet San. That was not so Amorous now A noise of Women within Ant. Nay nay let 's go in playing Enter Fel. Fly fly the Enemy the Enemy Draws Ant. What 's the matter man San. Sir I 'll run for help But if I come again Exit Sancho Fel. Oh Signior six tall Whores able to Devour A Regiment O my Kidneys melt to think on 't Why I had rather fight with twelve the best Men in Sevil O Diabolo Rampant rampant Ant. Why dost think Women can hurt us Fel. I I much more then men Why they all leap'd about me like Fairies And smothered me with kisses Besides I spy'd one I have promis'd a new Gown too This half year Ant. Prythee come in Felices Fel. Not I one at once were she the Devil I durst Meet with what charge a file of Whores Ant. Come I 'll not leave thee Exeunt Enter Signior Lorenzo and Bartolo Lor. What hour of the morning thinks thou ' t is Bar. 'T is very early Sir Lor. And hast thou been abroad Bar. I have Sir Ler. Return'd so soon You have exprest much Care But have you well perus'd the Markets Bartolo And tane a special note of what was good Bar. I have Sir Lor. Truly I hope thou hast for I have ever found thee Virtuously inclin'd I have some Company must Sup with me friends Bartolo my worthy friends And I would not have them think me or Thee so ignorant but that we can chuse The best of every thing Bar. I hope so Sir else I had ill imploy'd my time Lor. But to the point good Bartolo What didst thou see prithee let me hear thee A stool there boy these Rogues Eat and Eat And never mind their waiting some water For my hands there troth Bartolo I have had An ill night on 't thou put'st too much Garlick in Thy sawces Belches And yet I think 't is good Against the wind Bar. I can assure ye Signior I have lick'd my fingers in your Lordships dish this thirty years Yet can I boldly say I never was blest with a juster Hand then last night in all the seasonings Lor. Nay nay I do not blame thee much May be it do's proceed from Melancholly There was a damn'd Colonel supp'd last night with me Cut up some six Pyes he never tasted of And fill'd the Wine himself disliking what was fill'd him And out of what Bottle think'st thou man Bar. Not out of that mark'd with L. Lor. Yes the same the very same good Bartolo Bar. O Monstrous I never heard of such an insolence Lor. But I have thought of a safer means hereafter I 'll have thee wait at the Table and my Wine Kept so as no body but may search the Bottles at the Cup-board yet never finde The change was put upon them The rarest conveyance Bartolo I learn'd it of a wise Venetian in my travels of Italy Bar. And truly my Lord that is a subtle Nation Lor. It is so for I have studied much their way and manners Bar. But pray my Lord how is this Wine to be convey'd Lor. I will prepare thee for it against night This Water is not from the fountain Sirra Brings in Water But from the River I suspect Page Indeed my Lord it comes from both Lor. Nay then 't is well a little of all do's well ha Bartolo Bar. It do's so my Lord. Lor. What a Clock is it now say you Bar. The Sun 's an hour high Lor. S'death and thou hast not told me yet What 's in the Market Bartolo Bar. Please you my Lord to take your Pen in hand Lor. Begin I have written in Primis Bar. For Butchers meat the time of the year Will easily let your Lordship guess what it is Lor. True Bartolo proceed to Fowl and some Fish Bar. Shall I begin with Fish or Fowl Lor. With Fish good Bartolo with Fish Bar. Why then my Lord I must assure you I never saw The Market better fill'd for there was of the choicest Store but dear extreamly dear Lor. That 's wonderful For store they say is no sore But dearness is a sore nay a great one Bartolo It pales the appetite Bar. It do's so my Lord. Lor. But to the particulars good Bartolo Bar. A brave Cods head Lor. A Cods head man Bar. Yes my Lord a Cods head Lor. Prythee let me hear that
again good Bartolo Bar. Why a brave Cods head Lor. So soon why by my account it should not be These five days yet in season But prythee on where is this Cods head Bar. In the Governours Kitchin by this time Lor. Yee Rogue yee lie In the Governours Kitchin They know not how to Dress it the Heavens would never bless them with the Luck of such a Rarity a Cods head now So soon it cannot be Bar. 'T is true my Lord. Lor. Slave 't was then thy fault This comes on thy drowzy hoggish nature You cannot rise you nor look unto your Business Sirrah I 'le have you ty'd to closer duty Dog And you shall turn the wheel below With your own beastly weight Was ever man so curst as I Such Servants oh such Servants I shall be starved or else be fed With stinking Mackarel O the brave politick Italians That early rise to buy their meat themselves Bar. Truly my Lord it is not altogether my fault Lor. How how can that be let 's hear Nay I am reasonable Bar. Truly I offered two Ryals Lor. Well and would not that do Would not that fetch it Bar. May be with entreaties I might have prevail'd And promises of further custom But in came that villainous Caterer and out-bid Me six Maravedies Lor. What Tyranny is this Snatch the morsel from my mouth The King his Master were he such a Tyrant Would finde no Subjects to owne him for their Prince Enter a servant Serv. My Lord here is a young Gentleman would Speak with your Lordship Lor. Who is it Serv. 'T is young Signior Felices Lor. Oh tell him 't is my writing day You know he is invited here to supper Tell him I should be glad to see him then Come Bartolo I 'le write the rest within And give thee all directions for this night Exeunt Enter Felices Sancho Feli. Not speak with me San. He sent you word you were invited to Supper And then as I have learnt Is his time of speaking Fel. But I would fain have known what Company San. Oh his Nieces I 'le warrant you Sir And all his acquaintance To night's a night of mirth Feli. Sirrah be sure you make us some It was the only virtue I took you for San. Sir and I chose you for the same reason Feli. How 's that you Rogue San. Nay Sir this is the way home Feli. Well Sir Exeunt Enter Ferdinando Fer. Thou Arbitrator of all humane Fate That giv'st such fair Idaeas to the mind Thou Passions Ruler even that of Hate Nay Master of each one to which th' art joyn'd Thou whom the wisest do Misguider call The Tyrant of our Reason and our Will Dost make predominant to Act in all Without distinguishing of Good or Ill Thou that such Flames canst kindle in one hour Nay thou that canst those violent Flames destroy Shewing a Master-Beauty one whose Power Is fram'd of all that 's Love and all that 's Joy Yet thou against thy self hast now rebell'd And brought new force where thou a Conquerour wast And thy own Subject by bright Armes expell'd Whom as thy Viceroy in my heart th' hadst plac't Shall I obey thee now speak shall I love Remember what thou counseld'st me before But who will judge but that I still shall rove If thus I break what I so oft have swore I but Elvira's fair I too too fair That such polluted Sacrifice as I Should dare unto her Deity appear Scorched before by Beatrices Eye Enter Alvaredo Ha her Brother Love hide thy self since now so guilty grown Alva What melancholy friend Fer. I hope you are not so And know by this time 't is a foolish sin To pine and languish for a womans Love Alv. No matter what I think I 'le live as merrily as thee Or any man in Sevil Hang looking pale or hanging of the head Come let 's be merry very merry Where shall we dance to night Or shall we go to this peevish woman's That she may see how easily I bear her scorn Come wee 'l go in Masquerade Her frowns can neither make my Vizard blush With grief nor shame Fer. This mirth is forc'd come I know 't is Do not go see the Cause again There may be danger in 't Alv. And that 's the reason I will go She then shall see I dare her shot Nay would she now be kind I would not love again Fer. Are you sure of that Alv. I think I should not Fer. What and sigh nay nay believe you that will Alv. Prithee don't think of her Fer. Your Counsel comes too late aside Alv. What say'st thou friend Fer. I wish you did not Sir Nor do not think of going thither Alva Nay that I am resolv'd of All things are ready for the Masque Your Brother goes and a friend or two more Fer. Come Sir I 'le wait on you in any thing Alva How ill on outward shews we place belief My mirth is but my overflow of grief Exeunt Enter Quintagona Beatrice Quin. Come come Charge I must not have You melancholy why d' ye know where We are going why look up I say Charge thou shalt see him You know I know your mind Bea. Dear Nurse you know I 've trusted you with all The treasure of my heart Quin. Well well and have I ever wrong'd your trust Bea. I do not say thou hast good Nurse Qui. Why then be merry be merry or I 'le be Out of humour and then who shall dance the Pavan With Ossorio Sings Si chirés que lo ramo Enter Miranda running Mir. Sister Sister Sister prithee come away my Brother Is almost ready Bea. Prithee dear Sister take you good notice which is Fernando you may go any where and see how That he does disguise I would not be mistaken In the men Mir. So they be not mistaken in us no matter Bea. They cannot me they 'l know from thee By my height Mir. And cannot you know Ferdinando by your heart You love Pish if I were in Love I could follow My Lover by instinct as a Dog does his Master By the scent at two Leagues distance Bea. Fye Miranda how thou talkest Mir. Fye Sister how you are moapt If thou art ordain'd to love love as I live merrily Bea. I in love away fool I 'le turn Nun sooner Mir. Do good Sister do it is a pretty melancholy vocation That I am infinitely taken with Here 's Quintagona shall be a Lady Abbess Quin. Why you young Tit I could discharge the office For all your grinning Mir. Why who says the contrary good Nurse Quin. You are always fleering But I shall fit you one day Mir. With whom good Nurse now I thank you Quin. I won't go now that I won't Bea. Nay prithee Nurse Why Sister Why dost thou vex her so Mir. I nay dear Nurse no dudgeon You know I meant no harm Quin. Go go I 'de trust a Monkey in a Glass-shop sooner Come Charge let 's make our selves ready Bea.
the last and Did never comprehend what we meant Fer. That could not chuse but be rare Lor. Why I have writ Verses That the best Wit in Sevil will never be able to Understand Anto. Very likely my Lord But I hope these we are to hear They serve whilst this is singing Are not of that strain Lor. That you shall be Judge of The SONG THose that do talk of Sysiphus stone Which makes him continually rolling to sweat And call that a Hell when in faith it is none For no Torment is like to the wanting of meat Then alack poor Tantalus Tantalus cryes I only can feed by the sight of my Eyes The Vulture that feeds on Prometheus heart Oh how happy does him poor Tantalus think For when he has quite consumed that part The Curse of the Wretch affords new meat and drink Then alack poor Tantalus Tantalus cryes I only can feed by the sight of my Eyes When first against heaven the Giants did rebell It was not Ambition that made them such Hectors But hearing of dainty Ambrosia tell They had a mind to taste of it and tipple the Nectar Then c. Anto. Most excellent faith But pray what Feet do you allow Your Verses my Lord Lor. Feet ha ha ha Pox of Feet let them regard them That live by them Mir. Pray my Lord who are they Lor. Why Dancing-Masters Foot-men And Treaders of Mortar Mir. Nay my Lord I can name you Another sort of men that live by their feet What think you of Cowards that run away To save their lives yet more Miraculous I have seen a man take breath By his feet Lor. May be young Lady you have heard so For I think I know the world as well as you And yet I do not remember the knowledge Of any such matter Oh stay may be it is The little begging Boys that stand on their heads In Normandy as I have read Omnes Ha ha ha ha Mir. No no my Lord it is the man That teaches the Teresian Nuns to play on The Organs for he blows the Bellows with his Own natural feet Lor. By my faith that is true 'T was well thought on I confess But come Gallants take your Seats Me thinks here is some body wanting Signior Ferdinando where is your Brother Fer. I know not my Lord But he will not fail to be here I know Lor. Fail no marry I hope so H'll not serve his old friend so Come Signior I begin a Health Who waits there Come every man his glass Bartolo see mine fill'd high They give every one a Glass the Page fills his Lords from behind Bartolo Signiors a Health to all these Ladies send them rich proper And able men to their husbands Enter Felices Fel. S'death Sancho didst thou see that conveyance They all drink San. See it yes and do admire at it Pray Sir appear not yet I 'll make your Excuse And take upon me to wait Felices stands undiscovered Lor. Who are you friend Then Enter Sancho San. A servant to Signior Felices Who begs your Lordships pardon for his stay And desires you will proceed in your mirth He hopes to wait on you before the end on 't Lor. He shall be wellcome friend Mir. My Lord these Ladies will take it ill if you make No distinction they will think the time long If they stay till I deserve a husband Lor. I humbly crave their pardons Ladies I thought no harm Elv. Fie my Lord you must not seriously consider What is spoke in mirth Beat. I find my Lord you are not acquainted with The mad humour of my young sister she says Any thing to any body Lor. Say ye so faith young Lady and I 'll drink Your health in particular for that too Nay all these Ladies Some wine to all there Bartolo I say Boy be careful And yours pretty Cousin thus I begin Whil'st they are all filling the second time Sancho steals a Tankard and when the Page has done behind Bartolo Emptyes the rest in and conveys it to the Cup-board Ant. Mine's off my Lord. Lor. I thank yee Sir Signior Alvaredo Signior Fernando Come le ts be merry Nay wee 'll have a Masque anon shall we not Faith wee 'll all be very merry Alv. As you please my Lord. What shall the subject be my Lord. Lor. How Vulcan and Venus were Catcht in a Net together by the cunning of that Cuckoldly Rogue Mars Mir. We had better have a devout story How Jonas swallowed the Whale and spew'd him up Upon the Coast of Gibraltar Omnes Ha ha ha Lor. Truly young Cousin 't was the Whale swallowed Jonas As I it take I 'm sure my book is false printed else Mir. Well well that 's all one it was one of them Lor. That I confess Come gallants now to the fair Elvira in particular Boy some wine wine there to those Gentlemen Boy Pish Bartolo the Devil here 's none in Bar. Away ye fumbling Rogue Lor. Why Sirrah where 's this wine Boy My Lord the Cock is stop'd Fer. Come my Lord your glass your glass Lor. Ye Rogue ye Dog to the Cupboard San. Ha ha ha Enter Sir Enter now is your Cue Enter Fel. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Comes in stumbles upon the screen through which Lorenza's head falls they all rise Lor. Boutua Crispo help me Here my head is in the stocks Sancho goes to help him and cuts off half his Beard San. So my Lord so Have I not trim'd him well to Felices Fel. Away Rogue be not seen How is it my Lord I crave your pardon Lor. Why very well very well no harm Omnes Ha ha ha ha ha Lor. You 'r very merry Gallants troth I 'm glad to see you so Come wee 'll in and see the masque this screen has discompos'd Our table Bartolo Cover again within Bar. Gesous Lor. What ails the fellow Bar. Ails me quoth'u Omnes Ha ha ha ha Lor. Pray walk in Gallants pray walk in I 'm glad to see you thus merry Come I 'll lead the way Exit Lorenzo Alv. Antonio how the Devil came his Beard off Ant. Ha ha ha I know not I Fel. Nay 't is but half his Beard Come Ladies let 's in I hope he wont perceive It all this night Mir. This is your doings I 'll lay my life But I swear 't was quick none could perceive how Exeunt Omnes Enter Ferdinando Fer. A man so much unfit to mix with mirth Converts to poison what is others joy I have done wrong to my fair Beatrice Nor will her Brother though he be my friend Forget an injury of such a Nature Should she disclose it to him As sure she must Elvira too his Mistriss O my fate Nay rather O my falshood Why didst thou swerve to my undoing so They both are fair Nor was it that I thought Elvira fairer then the other was But mans inconstant nature still must crave A Beauty that hee 's not acquainted with Why should it though Oh Ask
I or what need your Lordship care for the Rabble By this Beard I swear again And that 's no small Oath for a man of my profession Lor. Why what profession art thou of San. A Barber my Lord. Lor. A good trade Nay prithee away now San. Heaven forbid I should displease your Lordship By this Beard I would not do it for the Indies Lor. Now a plague on thy Beard and a Pox on thee Nay such a Pox as may plague thy Beard too Here 's ado with it Bartolo prythee thrust him away Bar. Away friend be gone This Rogue has found him out aside San. Why friend the street is as free for me as you By my Beard thy Beard and thy Lords Beard I do infinitely Honour Worship and admire Lor. Ye Rogue swear by my Beard Why I can do that my self and will For if you be not presently gone I 'll have ye cudgell'd By these Honourable Mustachio's I will Ha why Bartolo what 's this Misses his Beard San. Ha ha ha come duck I will not stay to offend your Lordship Exit San. Quin. Lor. Ten thousand Devils and their Dams My Beard Hieco de Puta my Beard Bar. Is quite gone on the one side my Lord. Lor. Why thou Dog thou Mungril Wouldst thou let me come abroad And not tell me on 't I have been sport for all comers and goers Bar. Why my Lord you mist it not when you Came abroad this fellow has bewitch'd you Lor. Have mercy on me Heaven A witch a witch Run Bartolo for an Officer I 'll have him in the Inquisition a witch Bar. My Lord he 's gone Or by this time has transform'd himself Into some other shape Oh he 's a cunning Rogue Lor. 'T is too true But I poor miserable I What respect shall people pay me now No Beard no Brain they 'l cry A Boy a meer Tom-boy I shall appear My Servants too will make me still their mirth Who have been still their Terror Bar. My Lord I know a remedy for all Lor. What is 't good Bartolo oh some comfort prithee Bar. Why my Lord this time of Carnival It may pass for a youthful frollick And after Ash-wednesday You may say it was a Penance enjoyn'd you By your Ghostly Father But for Decorum you must cut off The other side thus it is very ridiculous Lor. Thou counsell'st well I would not have my Servants see me so for a thousand Pistols Hast thou no scissers good Bartolo Bar. No my Lord but I have a knife Lor. Come then cut it off presently Bartolo cuts and Lor. makes faces Oh oh oh Bar. So my Lord 't is done Lor. Come Bartolo I have seen enough for this day A Plague of all Witches a beard-witch O Diavolo Exeunt ACTUS V. SCENA II. Enter Felices Alvaredo Fel. YOu may believe me Sir He was as ignorant as you about her flight Alv. But still he us'd her ill And I should bear her injuries as hard As I should bear my own Fel. Pardon me Sir it was no injury It was unkind I must confess Alv. Then I understand not well Fel. Why Sir he does owne he did make Love to her And that as far as Modesty could grant He had no reason but to think She did love him But finding that his Youth and Love Had brought him farther then he ought to have gone Without acquainting you He was resolv'd to slip away About some feign'd business for a time And then with your fair liking He would begin his Suit afresh But she ignorant of his Design And learning from his man that he was fled Thought it a falshood unto her And so resolves for S. Teresa's Monastery But he being found Happily stopt last night by Thieves I hope to see her of another Order Alv. I do believe you Sir as you 're a Gentleman And since your Brother is resolv'd To do her Reputation right I cannot erre I think Fel. Not possibly Sir Alv. To shew you Sir A perfect reconciliation to your Family I chuse you for my friend And now will tell you all my secrets This business I know not how Has brought me to a fair understanding With my fair and dear Elvira And since my Honour now is cleer I 'le to her strait And you shall be a witness to me in 't Fel Why Sir had she enjoyn'd The cleering of your Honour Oh I understand yee I have a message to her aside Alv. Not enjoyn'd me But as one interessed in me Did counsel no neglect of what was fit Fel. Well Sir since you have honoured me With the fair title of your Friend Let me advise you I 'le to her strait It will appear much better For several reasons Here is the house Pray go you home I 'le wait upon you there And I doubt not but with such happy News As the first Enterview you have Shall bring a Period to your wishes The cleering of this business Will appear better from him or me Alv. Well Sir I will be rul'd For though you are wild I have ever found you A gallant and an honest man Adieu Fel. I never Sir will give you cause to think the contrary If I do tell my young Mistress Whom really I do love Alv. Nay I 'le be your Spokesman there Exit Alv. Felices rings Enter Servant Fel. Pray tell your Lady I needs must speak with her Serv. I shall Sir Exit Servant Alv. Now if I can but quite unhinge her love And fix it on Alvaredo All goes well Enter Elvira Fel. Madam I 'm come to wait upon you But with the Dread That men approach offended Deities Elv. How can that be You never did me wrong Fel. It is a crime to be a kin to him That ever could offend you Though by ignorance Elv. Those that are wise Pardon the Crimes of folly and mischance But I find my self griev'd by neither of these two Fel. Do but consider your own Beauty Madam The certain tyes it hath upon Affection The ever yet unconquered god of Love That dips his scorching Arrows in your eyes And hardens so their Points No Armour though of strictest honesty Is proof against their force All these are Arguments to move your mercy To the forgiveness of a Crime I now am come to beg a Pardon for Elv. Pray Sir without the Ornaments you now do use In rallying of a Lady never wrong'd you Tell me your Business for as yet I know not what you aim at Fel. Nor is it fit I should express my self in plainer terms But tell me If you had bargain'd for nay had bought a thing before me Would you not take it ill I should out-bid you in your price And by my Liberality corrupt the Merchant Elv. Yes I should Sir neither were it just or honourable Fel. This is my Brothers Case Who dares not live Nor think himself worthy the name of Man Till you have pardon'd Remember Madam as I told you How much your Beauty can out-bid All other