another Fetch of female Policy This Swouning I have known a Woman swound At the puking of her Monkey or feign sorrow To see her Husband's Nose bleed◠Craft Craft damn'd Craft I 'le not believe'um Oh she comes agen Eugen. False to his Bed What is it to be false To lye in watch there and to think of him To weep 'twixt hour and hour If Sleep charge Nature To break it with a frightful Dream of him And cry my self awake can this be Falshood Pisan. Weak Excuses You ill plead Innocence when your vertuous Lord Defames you thus by Letter and has proof Of your detested Crime for well I know He wou'd not write this without good assurance Eugen. Yes any thing to please his new-found Mistress That basely reaps the harvest of my Love Mens Vows are Womens Traitors and as Synon That perjur'd Wretch that cunning flattering Greek By weeping scandall'd many a holy Tear So does Ursaces by his broken Oaths The Faith of all Mankind Pisan. And you by Levity The vertue of your Sex Kneel therefore and pray Or unprepar'd receive your Fate Draws Eugen. I swear I am not guilty yet do not wish to live Kneels Ursaces being false Come strike my Lord Strike the innocent Mansion of my Love my heart And give a hapless much wrong'd Woman rest As lasting as her woes Pisan. Do you not fear Eugen. My grief has made me past it Pisan. Die then lest it return it wonnot be Methinks some Genius hinders my rash Arm And blames my cruel purpose Eugen. Make not my Death your Sport But do a speedy justice for your Friend And tell my Lord when I am laid in Earth He then may revel quietly Pisan. I cannot do 't And I 'le attempt no farther If she is false Let Heaven punish her I 'le leave her to its mercy And with some bloudy token greet her Lord As if I had perform'd the horrid Action Madam I pity you and through that passion Resolve to save your Life But from this moment Expect no further service for Heaven forbid The least grain of my Love shou'd fall on her Whose blameful Levity wrong'd my dearest Friend Thus then I turn away and all alone Within this gloomy melancholy Desart Leave you to Fortune If you are innocent That Innocence protect you but if guilty As I much doubt you are let Thunder Punish the hated Falshood Fare ye well Eugen. Stay dear my Lord Oh do not leave me so So lost so comfortless Pisan. No tears shall stop me there 's too much of Woman in ' um Eugen. Alas I know not where I am The Place Is ruthless wild and uninhabited No friendly Path leads to a neighbouring Village But all untrod and savage like the Covert Of some rude Satyr here only Nettles grow and Ivy That clings to th' dismal Ewe and in yon Rock The dreadful spotted Toads and poysonous Serpents Will hourly fright me with their Croaks and Hisses Ah do not leave me in this horrid Place For I shall die with Fear Pisan. I must be gone Tho' her words touch me strangely Aside Eugen. I shall be starv'd too Recal recal Humanity And let that aged Breast bear tender Nature Let th' Oath of Knighted charm ye not to suffer A wretched Princess famish in a Desart Pisan. The Summer-fruit that now lades every Bush Makes vain that Fear To help ye a little Take here this Glass I had it from the Queen What 's in 't is precious when you 're sick a dram on 't Will drive away Distemper Farewel my heart Bleeds for ye altho' your abhorred Crimes deserve no pity Exit Eugen. Ye mighty Powers that sway yon glorious Heaven Rise from your awful Thrones look down and pity A wretched Innocence for well ye know I 'me guiltless and deserve not this Barbariety Tho' more than Scithians cruel Poor Eugenia Where wilt thou fly for Succour Home is fatal If to my Lord why he has sent to kill me Too cruel Husband of a Wife so faithful Oh wretched state Oh Misery If Vertue be thus us'd How are the vicious punish'd What shall I do And whither shall I turn As some poor Slave Accus'd of Crimes which he had never done Is from his angry Patron 's Favour thrown Hated altho' he faithfully did serve Is cast on some wild Beach to pine and starve In vain bemoans himself and makes defence In vain sighs weeps and tells his Innocence Sits sadly on some Rock his Eyes do flow Mourns his hard Fate but knows not where to go So I unskilful what strange Course to run Must perish here by faithless man undone Exit The End of the Third Act. ACT IV. SCENE I Enter Queen Cloten Clarina Jachimo Aurelia and Attendants Queen THou seed of Mischief young Practitioner In th' Art of Treachery how didst thou dare To conceal this devilish Secret No less than the disturbance of a Nation But in thy death I 'le strait revenge th' Affront Clar. Oh do not fright me with the name of Death But look with pity Madam on my tears And see a wretched Virgin beg for Life So may your Raign be prosp'rous so your Beauty Still fresh and heavenly as your mercy flows In showers of tender pity on my youth Cloten Pity Ay let me have her I 'le show pity on her Youth Gad I 'le first make my Footman ravish her And then have her hang'd Iachimo And why your Footman my Lord I hope you have Other Friends about you that will do her that kindness Queen I have consider'd now she shall not die so well But banish'd live to prolong her misery And none shall help her upon pain of Death My Lord Iachimo to you I give the Wretch Use her as she deserves Hence hated Harpey Clar. Nay kill me now and I will think you kind Let 〈◊〉 not be a prey to his wild Lust. Queen Away with her I will not hear a word Iachimo You 'l like me better in the Countrey Madam Come come there 's no remedy Drags her out Clar. No spark of Pity help help Cloten Stop her Mouth away with her I 'le go and Dispatch a small Affair and follow thee Exit Queen I 've been too slow in executing vengeance Too dull and cold had I been diligent I cou'd have stopp'd her posting toward Gallia And sent her Post to the Furies Who 's that comes yonder Aurel. The King Madam and by his actions seems In a high rage Queen I 'le whet it to a madness Enter King Lords and Guards King Go search the Countrey round and bring her back Send out more Horses let every Town and Village Be narrowly survey'd each House each Cottage Caves Grotto's nay the very clefts of Rocks Seek and return me this rebellious Fugitive Or lose your Monarch ever Queen Send to Milford If you 'l succeed We hear now she 's gone to ship For Gallia to meet her Love in Exile Enter a Captain Capt. I come to inform your Majesty that the
Devil once seize her Like a huge Stone she rowls the steepy Hill Not to be stopp'd by Conscience Force or Skill Exit SCENE IV. Discovers Eugenia in Bed a Lady waiting a Chest standing by Eugen. WHo 's there Clarina Clarin. Yes Madam Eugen. What hour is 't my Dear Clarin. Past Twelve above a quarter Eugen. I have read three hours then My Eyes are weak Pray then go to Bed Indeed I trouble you but leave the Candle burning And if thou think'st on 't bid my Woman call me At five a Clock Good night Sleep seizes me Sleeps To thy protection I commend me Heaven Exit Clar. Enter Shattillion from the Chest a Table-book Shatt. All 's still as Death and hush'd as Midnight silence Now the Crickets sing and mortal wearied Sense Repairs it self by rest Lewd Tarquin thus Did softly tread and tremble ere he wak'ned The Chastity he wounded Oh Soul of Beauty Sure none but I cou'd see thee thus and leave thee Thus in this lovely posture But no more I 've other business I hill all my Bloud Ye Powers and make me cold to her Allurements This is no loving minute Come to my design To note the Chamber Here I 'le write all down Such and such Pictures there the Window such The adornment of her Bed the Arras Figures Why such and such and the Contents o' th' Story Ay but some natural Notes about her Body Above ten thousand meaner Witnesses She stirs and he starts back Wou'd testifie to enrich my Inventory What 's there a Bracelet on her Arm 'T is so Now sleep thou Ape of Death lye dull upon her And be her Sense but as a Monument Thus in a Chappel lying Fortune befriend me 'T is mine and this will witness outwardly As strongly as the Conscience does within To th' torture of her Lord On her left Breast A Mole Cinque spotted like the Crimson drops In the bottom of a Cowslip Here 's a Voucher Stronger than ever Law cou'd make this Secret Will force him think I 've pick'd the Lock and stoll'n The Treasure of her Honour No now I have enough To th' Chest agen Swift swift ye Dragons of the Night lov'd Phospher Return the welcome day I lodge in fear Tho' there 's a heavenly Angel Hell is here Gets into the Chest. Enter Cloten Gentlemen Silvio Musicians and Dancers Clot. I Gad this damn'd Armour is plaguy troublesom Does it become Florio Hah Do I look like one That cou'd slay my ten thousand in a morning and Never sweat for 't Have I the sow'r Look of a Heroe Silvio Your Look will cause more wonder than fear my Lord you are too young to be very terrible Clot. Nay I know I shou'd look more like a Warrier If I were not so handsom Pox on 't I have Look'd so clear ever since I took Physick last That Gad I 'me afraid people begin to think I paint Silvio They often look smiling on you I confess Clot. Come begin then first play and then sing you shall Charm her with your Fingers and you with your Tongue Whilst I God Mars brandish my Weapon and if Tonguing fingering and fighting don't please her The Devil 's in her Flutes and a Song here a Lady looks out Lelia My Lady is rising Sir she hears your Musick Clot. Ud so she peeps through the Window yonder now The Dance the Dance Enter Eugenia and Clarina She comes away all and leave me to her Exeunt Good morrow to the radiant Queen of Beauty Fierce Mars in Field with Sword and Shield yields Thee the time o' th' day Eugen. I am covetous of thanks Sir and scarce can spare 'um Clot. Gad that 's a little morose tho' to a Deity of my Valour and Quality Eugen. It suits my Humour Sir but pray why thus in Armour You amongst all men in my opinion Need not Burlesque your self Clot. Burlesque Now she mauls me with her hard words Madam I love and honour you in plain terms pray Give your consent and let 's be married your Heroes hate delays Eugen. Married what to such a Figure Clot. Figure Why I 'me a Lord and the Queen 's my Mother As inconsiderable a Figure as you make me Gads that 's More than a banish'd Fellow of your Acquaintance can Pretend to since you go to that Eugen. That banish'd Fellow is a God when ballanc'd With your weak merit I swear his meanest Garment that ever touch'd his Body is more dear to me Thar the life 's service of a hundred Cloten's Clot. His Garment A Plague what his Shirt Eugen. Hah my Bracelet lost my dear Lelia Run to my Woman instantly Clot. His Garment did you say Eugen. I am sprighted with a Fool frighted and anger'd worse Bid her Clarina search for a Bracelet that too Casually hath left my Arm I wou'd not lose it for a King's Revenue I think I saw 't this morning sure I am Last night 't was on my Arm I kiss'd it I hope it is not gone to tell my Lord That I kiss ought but him Exit Clar. Clot. His Shirt what his contaminated Shirt Preferr'd before my Service I 'le be reveng'd I 'le not take this by Iove I 'le tell your Father Exit Clot. Eugen. Daily to live thus tortur'd by this Fool Is double misery therefore I 'me now resolv'd To free my self The way is thus contriv'd I 'le steal from Court in a disguise Pisanio I know will stand my Friend through his Life's hazard And never shrink at danger This once done With joy I 'le meet my dearest Lord in Exile Feed him with Love and sweeten all his Cares With soft Embraces then each happy night Fancy a Palace of a poor Retreat And slight the inconstant Glories of the Great Exit ACT III. SCENE II. Enter Ursaces and Beaupre Beau. WEll my brave Friend what think you of your Wager Shattillion must by this be coming back Ursa A Coxcomb as he went Ha ha Wou'd I were As certain to win the King agen as I am Confirm'd her Honour is secure Beau. Hear you no News to day Ursa Not I Have you any Beau. Yes and of moment I was just now inform'd That Caius Lucius sent by great Augustus Is going with an Embassy to Britain Commission'd to demand retarded Tribute And I fear Your King will sooner gratifie his Message Than enrage our warlike Romans whose Late Conquest lives yet fresh in his memory Ursa I am not of your mind but rather do believe States-man though I am none nor like to be That this will prove a War Enter Shattillion Beau. By all that 's good Shattillion See Sir Ursa The swiftest Racers posted you by Land And Winds in all the corners kiss'd your Sails To make your Vessel nimble Beau. Welcome Sir Ursa I hope the briefness of your Answer made The speediness of your Return Shatt. Your Lady Sir Is faith the fairest that I ever look'd on Ursa And therewithal the best or else her Beauty is but
Taper More bright than yours that lights that World of Beauty Shou'd I swear this 't were fit all Plagues of Hell Shou'd bribe my Perjury Eug. Why has my Lord has my Ursaces sworn this Shatt. I wou'd he had not Had I not heard it he has so fair an outside Belief cou'd not have enter'd me Eug. Oh misery Shatt. Unhappy I that tell you this sad Story But Heaven knows my just and good design I cou'd not see you wrong'd and keep you ignorant Eug. Then is there nothing in Mankind but Vice No Faith no Honour Ye swift-footed hour Ye silent Witnesses of my true passion Call back his Oaths How often has he sworn To be for ever constant Shatt. Oh he will swear extreamly He takes a kind of pleasure to be perjur'd Eug. And will he kiss those Creatures Shatt. Kiss 'um Madam Alas wou'd that were all there 's no great fault in kissing Eug. Let me hear no more be dumb to th' rest for ever Shatt. I know he hates ye he has almost own'd as much When fir'd with Wine and Lust he told your fondness In sport to his new Mistress Eug. Oh hellish Act Oh curs'd Ingratitude Shatt. I swear your sad Misfortunes strike a heart That here vows to your service Be reveng'd Madam The way is easie Eug. Reveng'd Alas how shou'd I Unless upon my self by sighs and weepings For loving that false man Shatt. Another way Courts your acceptance Eug. How Sir Shatt. 'T is the secret'st and the sweetest way I dedicate my self thus to your pleasure Thus pay my adoration to your Beauty I am a man born nobler than Ursaces As young as vigorous and far more constant And will continue fast to your affection Still close and sure Eug. Oh Heaven Is 't possible And will you love me too Shatt. Love thee I better than my Soul Were I assur'd of celestial Joys Long as its Immortality love thee The tender Mother loves not her first-born The Poet Fame or the sick Youth his health With half that zeal Kind Fate she comes she yields Oh glorious Conquest Let me seal my Passion Upon thy snowy hands transported then rove higher And ransack this white Magazine of Beauty Here I shall find Eug. That which thou meritest Death Offers a Dagger at him Detested Wretch practis'd in Villany How I condemn my credulous Ears that have So long been Traitors Wert thou honourable Thou wou'dst have told me this for Vertues sake And not for such base Ends. Who 's there Clarina The King my Father shall be made acquainted Of this presumption and by punishment Equal to the Crime reward thy brutal folly Shatt. ' D's heart this won't do I must shift quickly or I 'me ruin'd Give me your gracious pardon What I have spoke was by your Lord's Command To try your Constancy and find if distance Cou'd play the Traitor with your faith and memory Which now I know unshook'd and shall acquaint him Eug. Can this be true Cou'd my Lord doubt me then Shatt. Alas you know Madam fierce Loves have still some jealousie He is a man of that clear equal temper That he inchants Societies unto him He sits amongst 'um like a descended God He has a kind of Grandeur sets him off More than a Mortal seeming Be not angry then Oh chastest of thy kind that I have adventur'd To try your Vertue by a false Report Being oblig'd by Oath and my design so honest Eug. I 'me satisfied you appear clear again Pray use my Power i' th' Court Shatt. My humble thanks I had almost forgot To entreat your Highness in a small Request And yet of moment too for it concerns Your Lord my self and other noble Friends That share in the design Eug. Pray what is 't Shatt. A dozen of us Gentlemen and your Lord The best feather of our Wing have mingled Sums To buy a Present for the Roman Emperor Which I the Factor for the rest have done in Britain here 'T is Plate of rare device and Jewels Of rich and exquisite form their value's great And I am something curious being a Stranger To have them in safe custody May it please ye To take 'um in protection Eug. Willingly Since 't is my Lord's Concern I 'le have 'um kept Here in my Apartment Shatt. They are in a Chest Attended by my Men I will presume To send them to ye only for this night I must aboard to morrow Eug. So soon Shatt. Indeed I must Therefore I shall beseech you if you please To greet your Lord by writing do it to night For I 've outstay'd the time that is material To th' tender of our Present Eug. I 'le instantly about it Send your Chest to me I 'le take care of it And see it safe return'd Shatt. Your Highness faithful Servant Exeunt Enter Queen Pisanio and Attendants A Viol. Queen 'T was but a gust of Passion in the King That like a ruffling Storm shakes the tall Grove Yet in a moment's gone and all is calm Pisan. I am much a debtor to your Majesty Queen Besides you shou'd consider he is old Peevish with sickness scarce had liv'd till now But for these Helps of Nature this rich Cordial Which I have made through providence to help him This Glass is worth a Kingdom to the Sick I give it thee Pisanio I give it as an Earnest Of future favour when thou art ill drink this 'T will conquer the Disease nay tho' given o're By all Physicians 't will renew thy health Pisan. Your Majesty 's too gracious but like the Sun Display your beams and shed your kindly blessings Upon a wither'd stump that cannot grow Tho' you can influence this rich Cordial Tho' of this heavenly nature can but add A minute more to th' snuff of my life's Taper That yet must out at last Queen We all must die my Lord But 't is no harm sure to prolong a life When living we do well therefore preserve it 'T is worth your care The King 's in bed good night My Lord. Pisan. Blessings still crown your Majesty Queen On him or Eugenia if it work I 'me happy Exit Pisan. There is a mystery in her tide of Favours Heaven will not let me know She always hated me 'Cause I mislik'd her Son yet now show'rs down All Kindnesses commends me to the King takes care Of my health and gives me here a Cordial to preserve it But why may not all this be as a hook and bait To get me from my Element of Honesty Hah it is it must I have it Hah beware then And tho' in Exile show thou lov'st Ursaces That good that brave young man I wish Eugenia Deserve him I have some fears I saw a Stranger A tall hot-blouded fluttering Fellow An hour ago strutting from her Apartment And as he went the perfum'd Pulvillio left a scent behind him Enough to choak a Civet-Cat I always thought her innocent Pray Heaven she prove so for if the Woman 's Fickle
a shadow or like a painted Tulip for nothing good but show Shatt. Here are Letters for ye Ursa Their tenure good I trust Ursa reads Shatt. 'T is very likely Beau. Is Caius Lucius Ambassador from the Emperor expected yet in Britain Shatt. He was talk'd of but I had other business There than to mind News Ursa All is well yet Sparkles that Stone as it was wont Sir or is it Too dull for you to wear Shatt. If I had lost it I shou'd have lost the worth of it in Gold But I 'le make a Journey twice as far T' Enjoy a night of such sweet shortness As was mine in Britain Sir the Ring Is won Ursa The Stone 's too hard to come by Shatt. Not at all your Lady being so easie Ursa Why sure you will be wiser than to make Your loss your sport I hope you know Sir we Must not continue Friends Shatt. Faith Sir we must If you keep Covenant had I not brought The knowledge of your Mistress home I grant We were to question farther but I now Profess my self the winner of her Honour Together with your Ring and not the wronger Of her or you at all having proceeded But by Agreement Ursa If you can make 't appear You have enjoy'd her in her Bed my Hand and Ring is yours if not my Sword must right the Wrong done to her Chastity Shatt. Chastity ha ha Ursa Ha ha Why is her sacred part become so tainted That 't is but worth your Fleer Shatt. I am sorry to confess it Sir Ursa Devils and Hell Confess it Come be Brief your Story Shatt. First her Bed-chamber Where I confess I slept not for she gave me That which was well worth watching it was hang'd With Tapestry of Silk and Silver the Story Was the Meeting of th' Egyptian Queen and Anthony when Cidnus swell'd above the Banks For pride to bear that glorious Heroe And his Mistress that gave the World For Love Ursa This is nothing For I perhaps or any other ask'd Might tell you thus much Shatt. More Particulars Shall justifie my Knowledge Ursa So they must Or do your Credit injury Shatt. The Chimney Is South the Chamber and the Chimney Piece Diana bathing Never saw I Figures so nearly drawn to Nature The skilful Painter had even outdone The Life so excellent was his dumb Poetry Ursa And what of this Let it be granted what you say is true And praise be given to your Remembrance Th' Description of what is in her Chamber Must not saye the Wager you have laid Shatt. Must it not Then if you can be pale I beg your leave to air this Jewel See And presto now 't is up agen it must be married There to your Diamond I beg your pardon Sir that I play the Jugler with you Ursa Iove Is it that I gave her 'T is impossible Pray once more let me see it I swear the very same The Bracelet that I gave her at our parting And dam'd her with an Oath to keep for ever 'T is that it must nay now I know 't is that Shatt. Yes Sir 't is that the very that I thank her She took it from her Arm methinks I see her yet Her pretty action did outsel her gift And yet enrich'd it too she gave it me Then smiling sigh'd and said she priz'd it once Ursa May be she pluck'd it off to send it me Shatt. She writes so to ye does she Ursa Death and Hell There 's no truth Where there is Beauty the seeming modest face Lyes even at the Altar and at Prayers Honour and Love in that false Sex are nothing Profit still breaks their Vows and Lust their Constancy Pride dams their Beauty Perjury their Souls Beau. Have patience Sir It may be probable she lost it or Who knows but one of her Women being corrupted May steal it from her Ursa Very true And so I hope he came by 't Render me Sir Some noted Mark some corporal Sign about her More evident than this for this was stoll'n Shatt. By Iupiter I had it from her Arm. Ursa Hark you he swears by Iupiter he swears Binds the salacious Villany by Oath And never blushes for 't Oh Hell of Impudence Is there a Fury hot as Womankind By the Fiends there is not Take it for thou hast won I swear thou hast And the most fulsom way for well I know She cou'd not lose it her Attendants are All sworn and honourable they induc'd to steal it And for a Stranger no he has enjoy'd her Beau. Good Sir be calm you may be yet deceiv'd Shatt. For further satisfying under her left Breast Worthy my pressing lyes a Mole right proud Of that most delicate Lodging by my Life I kiss'd it and it gave me present hunger To feed agen though full You may perhaps Sir Remember this Stain upon her Ursa I and it confirms Another Stain big as the dismal Cause Where Devils freeze and burn Say on what more Shatt. Why wou'd you have more Ursa Now I think on 't no for shame speak not the rest Shatt. By yonder blessed Sun Ursa No swearing Sir If you will swear you have not don 't ye lye And I will kill thee if thou dar'st deny Shatt. I 'le deny nothing Ursa Had I her here I 'de tear her into atomes But live she shannot nor with whorish grace Laugh at my Infamy Oh cursed Marriage Thou Hell to th' Mind and Body's Purgatory Meet we with common Creatures they are kind Love out their hour with eagerness and Art And if they give Diseases 't is their Trade We can expect no less But th' Marriage-state Gives ye a guilded Pill that poysons ye And yet pretends to cure The Plague of Life And Curse of our Creation was a Wife Exit Beau. He 's quite besides The government of Patience You have won But come let 's in and prevent the present rage He means against himself Shatt. With all my heart I 'le follow ye Sir ha ha ha Exit Beau I am sensible this Lye will occasion some mischief But a Poxon't I cou'd not for my life but make The most on 't when my hand was in Well what Wit has begun Policy must preserve and Tongue Be but thou silent and then let him fist out the Matter as well as he can Exit Enter Ursaces with a Letter and Servant Ursa This Paper signs her death I know my Friend My good old Friend Pisanio will dispatch her On sight of this and then she is with the Furies Fly Sirrah with this to the Packet-Boat Servant I 'me gone my Lord. Exit Ursa But why shou'd Nature make us miserable Is there no way for Man to be but Women Must be half-Workers We are all Bastards And that most venerable Man which I Did call my Father was I know not where When I was stamp'd Yet my Mother seem'd The Vesta of her time so did my Wife The Jewel of this Age.