and I had rather tell you with my Sword then my Pen which I had done if an unhappy accident had not confin'd me to a small Village and my Chamber and enforc't me to make use of the kindness of the bearer my Cousen the Duke of Novogrod to seek you The acquaintance you have had of my temper will easily give you to believe that I had rather fight ten battles then write six lines and therefore you must not expect long Epistles from me Then in short you have abus'd me with dissembled friendship affronted and ruin'd me by stealing away my Princess your crimes are unexpiable by any thing but your life which I expect you tender me on the point of your sword The circumstance as of time place and weapon I refer to your self and you may acquaint my Cousen the Duke whose return from you I expect with impatience Demetrius Lad. The Prince is very severe and his charge is high Paul Sir I suppose he hath reason Lad. That he ought to ' have been assur'd of e're he had condemn'd his friend Paul Well Sir in short your answer Lad. My answer is Sir that the Prince hath wrong'd me I 've not abus'd him with dissembled friendship Nor stole his Princess she remaines with him For ought I know so may my friendship too If 't pleases him Paul Oh heavens how unfortunate Am I in my love see he disowns my flight And he 'l disown the marriage too and I Shall pass for some base prostrate thing aside Lad. You seem disorder'd Sir Paul I am disorder'd Sir at what y 'ave said I only thought before the Princess lost to all her friends and fortunes but now 't is worse I see she 's lost to honour and fallen into the hands of one that basely disowns her Lad. You are too quick and fierce in your assertions Sir Paul No fiercer Sir Then the case merits Had you own'd her flight And own'd a marriage too it had been honourable For upon other tearms she would not flie But let me tell you Sir in the same breath In which you disown her flight you little less Then call her Strumpet Lad. Do you come here young Duke to talk or fight Paul Sir which you please To fight now that I had a Furies whip Totear thy heart and scourgethy perjur'd soul draws aside Lad. Must it be so Jo. Oh! murder murder Enter Joanna and Alexey Alex. Hold hold your hand Sir save that tender life Here is an enemy more fit for thee The. What Villains are these draws Lad. Ha! an ambush Paul Begone what mean you to betray me thus aside to Jo. Al. I am but humouring my part retire These are my servants Sir regard 'um not to Lad. I 'le play you no foul play retire I say to Jo. Al. Come come my Lord let us put up our anger This time and place are not convenient puts up For this besides I exceed my Commission in 't I should displease the Prince to take your life And grieve him to loose my own come let us talk By all that 's good I honour you And do believe you 'l tell me sacred truth Then tell me truly by the faith and honor Of a brave man do you know where the Princess Is fled and are you married to her or no Lad. Then by those sacred things by which you conjure me by any thing that 's more Divine then they I know not of her flight nor am I married to her Paul Walks up and down in a passion and disorder Paul Oh! horrid horrid I shall sink and die aside Lad. Sir you look pale how do you Paul I could find in my heart to stab him aside Lad. Your countenance changes Sir I fear you 'r ill and but dissemble it in complaisance pray let me wait upon you to your Chamber Paul No good my Lord no Ceremony pray Sweetnatur'd Devil aside Enter Sharnofsky conducting Juliana followed by Hypolita Emilia Francisca the Women all Vizarded Lad. Ha! what is 't I see It is a Vision Count Sharnofsky conducting a Lady out of yonder Monastery she and her Train all Mask't what should it mean my Lord I beg your pardon I 'le wait on you instantly Paul Oh! my sweet Lord Ironicè Ho there Jo. Al. Madam the news to her Joanna Alexy Paul Curland's a Monster Al. I 'le run and kill him Paul No let me alone I 'le kill him but it shall be with torments Steel Poison Fire Racks Scorpions Hell oh me unfortunate Jo. She 's grown distracted Paul Lead me I faint Jo. She swounes help help they carry her out Al. Who should these be The. Who 're these my Lord is gazing on so earnestly ha it should be his friend the Count but what 's that Vizard Lady see she unmasques Jul. Where are we now my Lord Shar I 'm sure not far from Count Colimskyes Gardens The. It is the Princess Lad. Heavens 't is my Princess 'T is she 't is she my guilty soul retires At th' apparition of that bright Divinity VVhich my soul whispers I have now offended Just so a suffering Saint that long had bin Triumphant over all the Arts of Sin And in all combats made a brave defende And still preserv'd entire his innocence But yet at last before he is aware Begins to slide into some pleasing snare By heaven surpriz'd his soul is then afraid Of joyes for which he had endur'd and pray'd Sh. I see the Garden gate this this way Madam Ex. Sh. Jul. c. Lad. Ha! vanquish't thus heavens unsold this Mystery It is too dark for me and I must follow To see the opening of this cloudy Scene Ex. The. See my Lord chases 'um I dread the event I wish some Mist had screen'd this horrid Vision from his sight Ex. Enter Sharnofsky Juliana Hyp. Em. Fran. The Scene a Garden at the one end a Palace Jul. Heavens in what shady path's my fortunes leads me And must I hide my head in Natures Nunnery among these Virgin flowers to save my self From him who now though he so proud can be Hath often for his safety fled to me Nor would it grieve me if I did but know For what it is he persecutes me so Or how I ever did offend this proud Aspiring Man that he should seek my blood Shar The Tyrant Madam thinks the Duke and you Do all his towring policies undo And then his active brain wants no design The strongest innocence to undermine Then for the State he doth bewitch their sense VVith the love-powder of his eloquence His sliding tongue doth with its charming strains Like a smooth Serpent coyle about their brains And with its sting not only taints the blood Of fools and bigotts but the wise and good But yet in spight of all such arts as these VVe 'l darken his proud Starrs and on his knees Yet make him er'e w' have done this fatal strife At these fair hands thus humbly ask his life At the instant that Shar
I need not go to an Astrologer to know my doom What a long neck shall I have when my head 's set upon a Pole on one of the City Gates Osso Lub This is the giddiness of Fortune Lead away with Guard as prisoners Enter Demetrius and Battista Dem. This way the Spirit went and as it walk't I saw a kind of shape resembling Curland Bat. My Lord your fancy in the heat of passion forges a thousand Images Dem. If 't was his Ghost I 'le find out his abode let it be Aire Earth or Fire Ba. If it walks any where 't is there amongst the Queens tryumphant Train Dem. I hear 'um shout I 'le amongst ' um Bat. Hold Sir pray let 'um not discover you for fear the Poles revenge th' affront you did their Princess Dem. Then I 'le revenge th' affront the Poles did me Ex. Bat. Heavens what a task have I It is the same To bridle a tempest or to steer a flame Ex. Enter the Cardinal conducted by an Officer The Scene a hollow Rock in a Grove Card. Heaven have mercy whither dost thou lead me Off. I was commanded to conduct you hither The Count will come to you here and bring the news Card. He is a worthy friend Off. 'T is dark and private Here you may lie with safety Card. Thus in a moment is my Sun gone down Enter a Gentleman running Gent. My Lord convey your self away with speed All 's lost your men are fled your Tent is plunder'd the Princess Crown'd and all your friends betray you my Lord Grand Marshal's â—oming with a Guard from the Queen to secure you Card. Then there 's no trust in man Gent. This way Sir hasten Off. Hold Sir not so fast Card. Art thou set here to betray me too Off. To guard you Sir Card. To guard me as a Victim for Sacrifice I am at last outwitted in Villany Gent. Oh heavens Sir you 'r lost shout The Queen approaches heark the dreadful shouts A thousand streaming lights flow all this way Card. And let 'um come I have a friend in private will not betray me pulls out a Handkerchif Gent. A poisoned Handkerchief I fear Card. The little winding-sheet of all my glories Ah! had I studied but as much to gain Heaven as this world I had not sweat in vain Instead of horrours that pursue me now Immortal Crowns had waited for my brow But my amazing miseries now are Beyond the aid of Penitence and Prayer To my own Idols I too long did bow To put that fawning cheat on heaven now For he hath my Religion understood To be but craft and my devotion blood My heaven was t' ascend the Papal Throne Where to save others souls I 've lost my own And now alas 't were folly to deny My self the pleasure to despair and die May all great men learn by my wretched Fate Never to stake their souls at games of State For though a while perhaps they seem to win They 'l find at last there is no cheat like sin dies Gent. He 's gone irrecoverably gone his great souls fled And see a thousand lights usher the Queen She comes to see her mighty enemy The Scene shuts upon the Card. c. Lye a cold Statue prostrate at her feet Enter Juliana Crown'd Hypolita Emilia Francisca Sharnofsky Colimsky and Guards at one end of the Theater Paulina as mixt with the crowd Om. Long live Juliana Queen of Poland Jul. My Lords I thank you for all this great honour Paul I 've stole from Count Alexey and Joanna aside To seek my Lord and I 'me afraid to find him Or with my Rival here or with the dead If here I find him I 'm resolv'd he dyes Only to spoil the tryumphs of her eyes But see my servants come I 'le get away Ex Enter Alexey Joanna and Landlord Jo. Heavens where is she wander'd and how came we to lose her Al. What do'st thou do crowding in here idle body come help us to look our Master Land I look your Master go hang your self with your Master Jul. What murmurings that Col. See Guards what means that noise Land No Rascals I remember your Megrim your Snush and your Mustard I 'le make you pay dear for that Mustard it shall be costly Mustard Guard Oh! is it you Sir layes hold on Landlord Col. Guards keep off the Rabble take that rude fellow clap him neck and heels Ale Jo. Begone quick quick and leave the Rogue i' th' Bilboes Ex. Land Oh good your Honour I beseech your sweet Honour Al. Jo. Col. Sirrah what 's your business here Land Nothing an 't like your honour but a couple of idle quarrelsome Rascals that lie at my house ha' lost their Master and they 'd make me look for their Master Now if they ha' lost their Master I 'm not bound to make good their Master by no Law in Poland I refer it to your Honour Col. Get you about your business Sirrah and make no references to me Land I thank your Honour I believe your Honour knows me don't you remember where you lay when your Honour kept the fat Lady the Lady Clumsky you could make references to her for all your pride aside Col. Bâ—gone Sirrah Land I thought I should put you in mind of a reference I 've done an 't like your Honour aside Jul. Now my Lords what news of the Cardinal Col. Nigh to this part of the field is the Grotto where I commanded him to be conveigh'd and see the Officer I sent to guard him Enter an Officer Off. My Lord the Cardinal Osso Where is he Off. Dead Om. Dead Off. He lies so near Torches may shew him you The Scene is drawn the Cardinal presented dead in a Grotto a Gentleman waiting by him Land Oh bominable kild and is the Councel o' Trent and Pope Paul come to this thou must know honest Guard I 'm a merry man and I us'd to visit this good man's back Cellar o' Rhenish and then I call'd it the Council o' Trent and there was a great Tun great Grandfather or Gossip at least to the great Tun o' Heydelburgh and that I us'd to call Pope Paul the third and there did the Beef-eaters o' the Guard and I Guard Beef-eaters you Rascal Land Sit in Councel about the good o' Christendom till at parting we did our reverences to Pope Paul fall down and kiss his great Toe the Spigot and let the heavenly Benediction drop into our mouthes Guard You 'd have my Halbeard drop into your mouthes would you Beef-eater you saucy Cur Jul. A mournful spectacle how died the Cardinal Off. Proudly as he liv'd he would not stoop to pray Or if he pray'd 't was so as he would seem He expected heaven should first pray to him He gave up's glory but with such a pride He scorn'd to keep it since he was deny'd And though with death he found some little strife Rather then ask he would resign his life Land What a
wicked fellow was this oh sye upon him not say his Prayers when he died how doth he ever think to come to good my Lord he was as arrant a Col. Guard Land I ha' done an 't like your Honour Guard Sirrah I could find in my heart to Beef-eat you Jul. I 'm sorry for his soul but heaven's merciful ah had this great mans piety been equal to 's wisdom and his many other Noble Vertue he had been a man too glorious Land Nay truly he had as good a Study of Books I 'le say for that him good old Authours Sack and Claret Rhenish and old Hock come said I to the Library keeper tap me St. Gregory or that good old Father a tilt that looks like St. George a Horse back take his Nag by the Spigot and give our brains a leap said I. Guard Thou hast a mind to be laid by th' heels with thy Pope Paul Land I ha' done honest Guard Shar He was too self admiring and conceited The Church and we did but his wisdom owe All honours Rome or Poland could bestow Land He was something self-conceited indeed that 's the truth on 't Col. He had a soaring spirit Shar Reaching wisdom Col. Unsatiably ambitious and inexorable Land He was a notable man Jul. No more my Lords what he hath done he 's gone to answer for then for the reverence we owe Religion let him be Interr'd with decency they take up the Car. Land And for the reverence I owe burnt Claret I 'le be at 's Funeral Jul. Now all the Storms are past the Winds are down The Waves transport me gently to a Crown Kind heaven smiles and I am got above All other Tempests but the World and Love And now I 'le seek Religions flowry shore And be expos'd to all these storms no more My Lords attend me and you all shall know How I 'le my person and the Crown bestow Ex. Land Well I swear this is a delicate woman I 'de give all I 'am worth in the world I were a young Prince for her sake I 'de so jumble her and tumble her I 'de set her upon her head and her heels and kiss this end and that end and all in an honest way too Col. These words are of dubious and mysterious sense Shar To a Cloyster I fear Hyp. My Lords prevail with her I can assure you she designs a Cloyster Col. Let 's attend her to the Palace and then meet in Councel Ex. Om. Ma. Land Land Well it 's a lovely Creature I love her so well I could be contented to be a little Shock â—or her sake that I might lye in het lap lick her lips and be stroak't but hang 't it would but puff me up I should be too proud and self-conceited But here 's a devillish fall in my wishes now I think on 't from a Prince to a Puppy-Dog but love is humble Well now there 's a Harvest a coming a Coronation oh what a crop of Dollars will I reap for my windows and Belcony I 'le have a Rix Dollar for every quarry in my window and a hundred for my Belcony that is to say fifty for my Bell and fifty for my Coney In all I 'le have in currant Polish money A hundred Rix Dollers for my Bell-coney Ex. Enter Battista Bat. Heavens I 've lost him whither is he wander'd What new Fury hath transported him But ha the glittering of a naked Sword A person tall and of my Princes stature Walking about and hark I hear a voice Enter Paulina Paul Heavens I walk about here in the dark And hear the labours of departing souls A thousand aiery formes flie round about me And fan me into cold and dewey sweats Oh! if my Lord be dead would I were with him Bat. The place is inchaunted Enter Demetrius with his naked sword Dem. There the dying voice fainted away by that old wall no lyar that was an eccho Bat. My Prince some frightful Apparition leads him about Dem. What art thou that usurp'st the sacred name of my divinity Speak or I 'le turn a Ghost as thin as thee And torture thee Paul Heark the Guards are near I will avoid 'um and go fetch a Torch and seek my Lord among the dead in those pale Groves he is unkindly wander'd t' avoid his poor Paulina Ex. Bat. Heark the voice cries Paulina Dem. Paulina still what faucy Spirit mocks me with that name could I but find thee I 'de tear thy aerial body into Atomes and I 'le have light or I 'le fire this Grove I set thee on a Rack of flame to make thee confess who and what thou art and a light comes from behind that wall a youth with a Torch I 'le run and fetch it Bat. He 's grown distracted I must speak to him Sir Dem. And dost appear at last runs at Battista Bat. 'T is I Battista Sir Dem. I know I might have kil'd thee so I 'm led about with voices groans illusions fetch me that Torch Bat. A fair and lovely youth walking among the dead sure 't is some Spectre Dem. Fetch me that Torch Joanna and Alexey run over the Stage Jo. There she is all alone walking with a Torch Al. Where Jo. Under that Tree Al. I see her let 's run let 's run to her Dem. Hark a consort of voices Bat. Let 's leave this dismal place there 's a Cabal of melancholly Spirits that haunt it see two flying shapes come towards this youth Dem. I think the dead hold here their Rendesvouze heark there are more come from yonder Grove I 'm tortur'd plagu'd fetch me the Torch I say Bat. Ex. and enter Lad. and Theo. Lad. Now Theodore press me no more I now renounce her and her Sex for ever And now I 've steer'd her safely to a Throne I 'le leave her in her Ports and to my own From whence the war she hath on me begun Shall now on all the world be carried on And captive Monarches shall of her complain And curse my injuries and her disdain Whil'st I shall still by blood and slaughter prove The scorn and hate I bear to her and love Dem. Ho! stand what are you Battista come with a Torch Lad. Heark the Perdues call to the Guard I 'le in my Chariot to Town do you ride before Theodore and get Post-horses ready this night I 'le onward on my way to Curland Ex. Lad. Theo. Dem. To Curland Ye Powers stand stand come with the Torch you slave Enter Battista running and layes hold on Dem. Bat. Sir Sir Dem. I see a Chariot Villain stand by or I 'le kill thee Bat. Are you distracted Sir yonder 's your Princess I 've overheard their talk Dem. Yonder 's Curlands Chariot and the slave holds me Bat. Ha! I see a Chariot I 'le after it do you go to your Princess here here Sir Enter Paulina Joanna Alexcy with a Torch Paul Hark I hear a voice Al. It is the Guards Bat. Here Sir by all that
's good this is your Princess Dem. After the Chariot then flie Sir a word with you to Paul Paul The Guards call to us out with the Torch Alex. Paul Jo. Run run murder murder Jo. Paul run off The Torch is put out Al. Flie Madam I 'le make good your retreat draws Dem. Curse on my folly I 've lost 'um in the dark Bat. Ha lost them and the Chariot both curse on this rashness here here they flee Both run confusedly crossing each other and know not which way to take Dem. Here here 's a path Bat. I see the Chariot going straight to Town Dem. I see the shape flying on the wind before me both run off The Last ACT. Enter Battista The Scene a Hall Bat. WIth much ado I 've overtaken the Chariot and I 'm so out of breath I cannot speak ha stop't her by that Belcony this is our Lodging it is and see the persons coming out of the house with a light where do they go I 'le watch ' um Ex. Enter Paulina and Joanna Paul Oh! I am faint with running and the fright where 's Alexey Jo. He stay'd behind to guard us but see he hath been here before us Enter Alexey Al. Oh! Madam the Duke is newly alighted at the door and on some news I know not what it is He 's gone straight to the Palace Paul Heavens what should it be Ale They talk the Queen is gone into a Cloyster some say to marry Paul Oh! what comes into my head Joanna slip to my Chamber and get a Feather and a better Perriwig and follow the Duke with all the speed you can Jo. I run I run Ex. Enter Demetrius Dem. 'T was here they came this was the house I 'm sure ho ho the house Enter Landlord beating his Servant Dem. Ha! my Landlord what am I at home Land You Rogue you Dog I 'le kill you Sirrah Iâ—le murder you would not you tell me this before Ser. Murder murder Dem. Hold come along with me quickly shew me all your rooms here 's a Princess lodges here Land Don't tell me o' Princesses the Rogue hath undone me Dem. Sirrah come along or I 'le send your Soul before me Land Sirrah hold your prating I 've lost more then thee and all thy generation are worth I 've lost five thousand Crowns and I 'le stop it out of his wages I 'le not pay one of 'um a farthing But what will that do that 's some fifty Dollars what 's that to five thousand Crowns undone undone Dem. Dog I 'le set fire on 's house Land Will you so Sirrah a brave amends for my loss but Sirrah I 'le keep you fast enough for that go quickly boy run and fetch a Constable Dem. A Constable Rascal draws Land Murder murder ho there Sirrah come back again I shall be kil'd you bloudy Rogue will you murder me Ser. Good Sir don't kill my Master holds Dem. Land Hold him whil'st I go run and fetch a Constable and secure his Cloakbag and then I must to the Palace after this base cheating Duke I 've a pack of brave Lodgers here 's one young blade that I 'm much mistaken if he or his man be n't a Whore and the Duke 's run away and paid me no Rent and this vapouring Jack would kill me and then set fire on my house brave doings is 't not but I 'le feage you all Ex. Dem. What Duke 's that Ser. The Duke o' Curland's an 't please you Sir Dem. Curland where where quickly slave Ser. I chanc't to spy him and came and told my Master and for this he would ha' kill'd me Dem. Where I say Villain Ser. Sir he is just gone to the Palace a young Gentleman that lodges here brought a Courtier that told him the Queen was to be married to night and they are all run to the Palace together Dem. I 'le make one o' the company his soul shall dance Levoltoes in the Aire at the Queens wedding Ex. Ser. VVell I was a fool he did not let this Gentleman kill my Master or fire his house I would he had teach him to be labour me for my good will Ex. Enter Ladislaus Paulina Joanna drest like a Courtier Alexey Theodore at a distance Battista The Scene a Palace to the Street Bat. So I have overtaken 'um aside And here 's some great mysterious thing in hand The Duke hath some design about the Crown Lad. Knock at the Gate Theodore The. Indeed my Lord this Courtier is mistaken all say positively the Queen 's resolv'd t'resign the Crown and go into a Cloyster and that she spends this night among her Priests and women in devotion to prepare for it and now all the Lords of the Council are gone in to disswade her Lad. Knock when I bid you Paul Come good my Lord do not expose your self to so much danger the Gentleman 's misinform'd Jo. Perhaps so Sir I only told you what my sister who is a Maid of Honour to the Queen told me Theo. Your Sister Lad. My Lord let it be true or false I am resolv'd to be conceal'd no longer Thus to the sinful world revenge divine aside Moves genâ—ly on with paces slow as mine And Heaven stands behind the Clouds awhile And let 's deluded man himself beguile And seems as if his Law he did not own But with brave scorn to let the World alone Till man grown impudent begins to play His Villanies in open Scenes of day Then strikes strikes home and then his arm doth fall With such a weight one blow may serve for all Thus my revenge I do a while retain That when I strike I may not strike in vain Why dost not knock Theodore Theo. I do my Lord and none will answer within hâ— there open the Gate Porter within What would you have there here can none come in Lad. Give the fellow forty crowns Theo. Here are persons o' great quality you shall have forty crowns to open the Gate Porter within Bear back there Guard keep off the crowd People within Oh pray Mr. Porter Paul I dread th' event I wish I had not done this Ex. The. Take notice Sir if any mischief befalls my Lord you and your Dukes lives shall answer for it to Jo. Ex. Theo. Jo. Do you threaten Sir Alexey Ale I hear the slave let him have a care I don't cut his throat and his Masters the worthy Duke Ex. Jo. Alex. Bat. I 'le after you all to see the meaning o' this Ex. Enter Landlord The Scene continued Land Now I warrant shall I ha' much ado to get into the Gate after this cheating Knave the Duke I must speak 'um fair Porter honest old Crony friend and fellow Souldier in the Wars o' Bacchus open the door my drunken Bulley Porter within What saucy fellow 's that get you from the Gate Sirrah or the Guard shall lay you by the heels Land Oh the Rogue he pretends not to know me he knows me well enough why
I 'm buried to my Grave repair And throw in scorn my ashes in the air But lest you prove unjust and pardon all My horrid crimes thus at your feet I fall profers to fall an his sword and is prevented by Ladisl Paul Bat. Land What art mad wilt thou kill thy self sweetheart bless me he makes my heart ake take the sword from him fie upon 't who lets such young fools ha' swords that don't know how to use ' um Paul Hold Prince Demetrius live your wife Paulina doth beg it of you Land Your wife Paulina what I warrant this young man is that young mans wife why sure my house was inchanted to day lodg'd Princes and Dukes like Mummers and Masqueraders and Women and Wenches in mens cloathes and Cloakbags and scufflings and they kill one another and they 'r alive again and this and that and I know not what here 's work indeed Dem. And can you pardon me my kindest Princess Paul Yes my dear Demetrius I have charity enough to pardon you and vertue enough to love you Dem. Blessed minute I shall dye with happiness Al. And I with joy Al. weeps Dem. Now generous Ladislaus can you forgive me Lad. My Princely friend Land I hug but you 'r but a couple o' Knaves both on yoâ— Paul Great Madam may not we embrace as well as our 〈…〉 Jul. Yes Madam and perhaps with an affection as generous as theirs Om. Celestial sight Col. The Charm that rais'd this ' o tempest confusion Is now undone the horrid Spectre's vanisht All ends in friendship let it end in glory Love now is Crown'd let honour be so too Let 's place the Crown upon the head of him Who in a thousand fields hath purchas'd it Land With all my heart truly though I must tell you you 'r none of th'honestest to run away and pay me no rent aside Col. Great Duke it is decree'd you are our King And you our Queen to Jul. Om. Long live Ladislaus King of Poland and Duke of Curland Om. Long live Juliana Queen of Poland and Dutchess of Curland Lad. Jul. My Lords we thank you all for this great honour And shall endeavour still to make this Crown Rather the Kingdoms glory than our own Land Your humble servant no body questions it well now an 't please your Majesty Lad. Go I forgive thee Land Forgive me thank you heartily I come to dun him for money and he cries he forgives me right Courtier I'faith but if you forgive me I won't forgive you in the first place for cheating me of five thousand Crowns but that I 'le take no notice of aside Why Sir for my Rent and several other courtesies as procuring conniving angling for Trouts no courtesie in this age come come Sir a feeling a feeling and I 'le take no notice otherwise my tongue doth naturally hang so loose but nothing is better for it than a little Aurum Potabile Lad. This fellow is strangely impertinent Land Besides do I deserve nothing for my honesty for concealing you I knew you well enough Lad. I doubt Landlord if you had my head had not stuck fast upon my shoulders Land It may be Sir if I had been put to a great straight indeed I might have borrowed a little money upon your Nose or so Lad Rid me Theodore of this fellow and give him a hundred Dollars Land Thank your Mijesty Enter one of the Guard who whispers Colimsky Col. Sir the Grand Marshal and the other Lords desire to have admission to your Majesty t' implore your Grace and pardon to the King Lad. Bring them in Enter Guard with Ossolinsky Cassonofsky and Lubomiâ—sky as prisoners Osso Casso Heaven Crown your Majesty with a long and happy Reign Jul. Oh my good Lords what ha' you chang'd your tunes But you poor men sung but the Card'nals Notes My Lord forgive'um Thou malicious Count That wouldst have murder'd me in my Tent to day And mixt my blood with my great Fathers ashes Know slave some of my Guards shou'd strike thee dead But that thy very baseness saves thy head Who merits my revenge and hate must prove As brave and great as he who gains my love I pardon thee retire out of my sight And now go home repent thy crimes and see If heaven will be generous like me Lad. My Lords you have your pardons your Lives and Fortunes we shall not touch your Offices and Governments we must bestow on men of better maxims Count Colimsky the Batton of Grand Marshal we confer on you Their Governments and Palatinates we shall consider of Paul I 'le beg a command of the King for you good Count Alexey Alex. No Madam I 'le serve none but your Highness let me but live in your favour 't is all the glory I am ambitious of Casso Now will I go home and hang one half of my Slaves starve the other kick my wife out o'doors be drunk nine and fifty hours together breed a mutiny at home and a Rebellion in the Kingdom and at last loose my head for my pains and there 's an end of good Count Cassâ—nofsky Lad. Now let us all go visit my brave friend Enter a Gentleman Gentle Great Sir I now came from him his wound is search't and is found not so dangerous as first was fear'd at his return to sense he seem'd amaz'd as having lost all memory how he came wounded so nor was he concern'd but only enquir'd about the Queens health Lad. Brave friend Jul. The Count was ever generous Om. Lights for the King and Queen Lad. Thus do our Fortunes lead us blindly on And to be happy we are first undone And thus the mighty storms have all combin'd To cast thee on the shore which I design'd And now I 'm blest with happiness above My own ambition with a Crown and Love FINIS The EPILOGVE spoken by Paulina and Landlord Land NOw Gentlemen a word Paul How now you Lout What are you speaking Land Now th' ast put me out I know not what it was Paul Oh I can tell The Epilogue yet it becomes you well You Gentlemen and why I pray to them What do the Ladies merit no esteem Good Sirs I know not whether 't is your due But Poets still direct themselves to you turning to the Audience Don't the Foppes know in this and every age 'T is beauty rules the World much more the Stage When you ha' done your best the Seribling Clowns Lye at the mercy of the Ladies frowns And not a Critick of you all but knows No reparties are half so sharp as those Land Why prethee 't was the women wits I meant 'T is not the men I 'm sure that pay my Rent For they are grown so Hect'ring now adayes They kick my Customers and damn their Playes That I am ruin'd by your Critick Blades What d ee think I keep Fidlers Men and Maids For nothing and besides that dreadful charge I 'm building a new house that 's brave and large If you 'r so curious as y 'ave been before I must e'en lay the Key under the Door Paul Prethee ha' done Land No Sir I 've more to say Then if the Liquor I ha brâ—ach't to day Bâ— good commend it but if it be dull I'faith e'en daâ—m and ramm your belly full Paul Away rude Fool fair English Diett then Senate of Ladies lower House of Men I bumbly pray decree before you go If Marriage like mine be right or no At least resolve in pity of my pain To sit to morrow on the same again FINIS