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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A50090	The city-madam a comedie, as it was acted at the private house in Black Friers with great applause / written by Phillip Massinger, Gent.	Massinger, Philip, 1583-1640.; Pennycuicke, Andrew, b. 1620.	1659 (1659)	Wing M1047; ESTC R154	41,481	86

from my Husband That 's base all o're mine shall receive from me What I think fit I 'le have the State convey'd Into my hands and be put to his pension Which the wise virago's of our climate practise I will receive your rents Plenty You shall be hang'd first Mary Make sale or purchase Nay I 'le have my neighbours Instructed when a passenger shall ask Whose house is this though you stand by to answer The Lady Plenties Or who owes this manner The Lady Plenty Whose sheep are these whose oxen The Lady Plenties Plentie A plentifull Pox upon you Mary And when I have children if it be enquir'd By a stranger whose they are they shall still Eccho My Lady Plenties the Husband never thought on Plenty In their begetting I think so Mary Since you 'l marry In the City for our wealth in justice we Must have the Countries Soveraignty Plenty And we nothing Mary A Nagg of forty shillings a couple of Spaniels With a Spar-Hawk is sufficient and these too As you shall behave your self during my pleasure I will not greatly stand on I have said Sir Now if you like me so Lady At my intreaty The Articles shall be easier Plenty Shall they i'faith Like Bitch like Whelps Lacie Use fair words Plenty I cannot I have read of a house of pride and now I have found one A whirle winde overturn it Lacie On these terms Wil your minxship be a Lady Plenty A Lady in a morris I 'le wedd a Pedlers punck first Lacie Tinkers trull A begger without a smock Plenty Let Mounsieur Almanack Since he is so cunning with his Jacob's Staffe Find you out a Husband in a bowling Ally Lacie The general pimp to a Brothel Plenty Though that now All the loose desires of man were rak'd up in me And no means but thy Maiden-head left to quench 'em I would turn Cynders or the next Sow-gelder On my life should libb me rather then imbrace thee Ann. Wooing do you call this Mary A Bear-baiting rather Plenty Were you worried you deserve it and I hope I shall live to see it Lacie I 'le not rail nor curse you Only this you are pretty peates and your great portions Adds much unto your handsomenesse but as You would command your Husbands you are beggers Deform'd and uglie Lady Hear me Plenty Not a word more Exeunt Lacie and Plenty Ann. I ever thought 't would come to this Mary Wee may Lead Apes in Hell for Husbands if you bind us T' articulate thus with our sutors Both speak weeping Stargaze Now the Clowd breaks And the Storm will fall on me Lady You rascal jugler She breaks his head and beats him Stargaze Dear Madam Lady Hold you intelligence with the Starrs And thus deceive me Stargaze My art cannot erre If it does I 'le burn my Astrolabe In mine own Starr I did fore see this broken head and beating And now your Ladyship sees as I do feel it It could not be avoided Lady Did you Stargaze Madam Have patience but a week and if you finde not All my predictions true touching your daughters And a change of fortune to your self a rare one Turn me out of doors These are not the men the Planets Appointed for their Husbands there will come Gallants of another metall Milliscent Once more trust him Ann. and Mary Do Lady mother Ladie I am vex'd look to it Turn o're your books if once again you fool me You shall graze elswhere Come Girles Exeunt Stargaze I am glad I scap'd thus Actus secundus Scena tertia Enter Lord and Sir John Lord THe plot shews very likely Sir John I repose My principal trust in your Lordship 't will prepare The physick I intend to minister To my Wife and Daughters Lord I will do my parts To set it off to the life Enter Lacie and Plenty Sir John It may produce A Scene of no vulgar mirth Here come the Suitors When we understand how they relish my Wife's humors The rest is feasible Lord Their looks are cloudie Sir John How fits the wind Are you ready to launch forth Into this sea of marriage Plenty Call it rather A Whirle-pool of afflictions Lacie If you please To injoin me to it I will undertake To find the North-passage to the Indies sooner Then plough with your proud Heifer Plenty I will make A Voiage to Hell first Sir John How Sir Plenty And court Proserpine In the fight of Pluto his three headed Porter Cerberus standing by and all the furies With their whips to scourge me for 't then say I Jeffrey Take your Mary for my Wife Lord Why what 's the matter Lacie The matter is the mother with your pardon I cannot but speak so much is a most insufferable Proud insolent Ladie Plenty And the daughter 's worse The Damm in years had th' advantage to be wicked But they were so in her belly Lacie I must tell you With reverence to your wealth I do begin To think you of the same leaven Plenty Take my counsel 'T is safer for your credit to prosesse Your self a Cuckold and upon record Then say they are your Daughters Sir John You go too far Sir Lacie They have so Articl'd with us Plenty And will not take us For their Husbands but their slaves and so aforehand They do profess they 'l use us Sir John Leave this heat Though they are mine I must tell you the perverseneess Of their manners which they did not take from me But from their mother qualified they deserve Your equalls Lacie True but what 's bred in the bone Admits no hope of cure Plenty Though Saints and Angels Were their Physitians Sir John You conclude too fast Plenty God bowy you I 'le travail three years but I 'le bury This shame that lives upon me Lacie With your licence I 'le keep him company Lord who shall furnish you For your expences Plenty He shall not need your help My purse is his we were rivals but now friends And will live and die so Lacie E're we go I 'le pay My duty as a son Plenty And till then leave you Ext. Lscei and Plenty Lord They are strangely mov'd Sir John What 's wealth accompanied With disobedience in a wife and children My heart will break Lord Be comforted and hope better Wee 'l ride abroad the fresh air and discourse May yield us new inventions Sir John You are noble And shall in all things as you please command me Exeunt Actus tertius Scena prima Enter Shaveem and Secret Secret DEad doings Daughter Shave'm Doings sufferings mother Men have forgot what doing is And such as have to pay for what they do Are impotent or Eunuchs Secret You have a friend yet And a striker too I take it Musick come down Shaveem. Goldwire is so And comes to me by stealth and as he can steal maintains me In cloaths I grant but alas Dame what 's one friend I would have a hundred for every hour and use And change

May I ne're find pity Sir John Be your own judge Appear as I commanded Sad musick Enter Goldwire and Tradewell as from prison Fortune Hoyst Penurie following after them Shavem in a blew gown Secret Dingem Old Tradewell and Old Goldwire with Serjeants As erected they all kneel to Luke heaving up their hands for mercy Stargaze with a pack of Alminacks Milliscent Luke Ha ha ha This move me to compassion or raise One sign of seeming pity in my face You are deceiv'd it rather renders me more flinty and obdurate A South wind Shall sooner soften marble and the rain That slides down gently from his flaggy wings O'reflow the Alps then knees or tears or groans Shall wrest compunction from me 'T is my glory That they are wretched and by me made so It sets my happinesse off I could not triumph If these were not my captives Ha! my tarriers As it appears have seiz'd on these old foxes As I gave order New addition to My Scene of mirth Ha ha They now grow tedious Let 'em be remov'd some other object If Your art can shew it Sir John You shall perceive 't is boundlesse Yet one thing reall if you please Luke What is it S. Jo. Your Neeces er'e they put to Sea crave humbly Though absent in their bodys they may take leave Of their late suitors statues Enter Lady Anne and Mary Luke There they hang In things different I am tractable Sir John There pay your vows you have liberty Ann. O sweet figure Of my abused Lacie when remov'd Into another world I 'le daily pay A sacrifice of sight to thy remembrance And with a shower of tears strive to wash of The stain of that contempt my foolish pride And insolence threw upon thee Marie I had been Too happie if I had injoy'd the substance But far unworthy of it now I shall Thus prostrate to thy statue Lady My kind husband Blessed in my misery from the monastery To which my disobedience confin'd thee With thy souls eye which distance cannot hinder Look on my penitence O that I could Call back time past thy holy vow dispens'd With what humility would I observe My long neglected duty Sir John Does not this move you Luke Yes as they do the statues and her sorrow My absent brother If by your magick art You can give life to these or bring him hither To witnesse her repentance I may have Perchance some feeling of it Sir John For your sport You shall see a Master-piece Here 's nothing but A superficies colours and no substance Sit still and to your wonder and amazement I 'le give these Organs This the sacrifice To make the great work perfect Enter Lacie and Plenty Luke Prodigious S. John Nay they have life and motion Descend And for your absent brother This wash'd off Against your will you shall know him Enter Lord and the rest Luke I am lost Guilt strikes me dumb Sir John You have seen my Lord the pageant Lord I have and am ravish'd with it S. John What think you now Of this clear soul this honest pious man Have I stripp'd him bare Or will your Lordship have A farther triall of him 't is not in a wolf to change his nature Lord I long since confess'd my errours S. John Look up I forgive you And seal your pardons thus Lady I am too full Of joy to speak it Ann. I am another creature Not what I was Mary I vow to shew my self When I am married an humble wife Not a commanding mistris Plenty On those terms I gladly thus embrace you Lacte. Welcome to My bosome As the one half of my self I 'le love you and cherish you Goldwire Mercv Tradewell and the rest Good Sir mercy Sir John This day is sacred to it All shall find me As far as lawfull pity can give way too 't Indulgent to your wishes though with losse Unto my self My kind and honest brother Looking into your self have you seen the Gorgon What a golden dream you have had in the possession Of my estate but here 's a revocation That wakes you out of it Monster in nature Revengefull avaritious Atheist Transcending all example But I shall bee A sharer in thy crimes should I repeat 'em What wilt thou do Turn hypocrite again With hope dissimulation can aid thee Or that one eye will shed a tear in sign Of sorrow for thee I have warrant to Make bold with mine own pray you uncase This key too I must make bold with Hide thy self in some desart Where good men ner'e may find thee or in justice Pack to Virginia and repent Not for Those horrid ends to which thou did'st design these Luke I care not where I go what 's done with words Cannot be undone Exit Luke Lady Yet Sir shew some mercy Because his cruelty to me and mine Did good upon us Sir John Of that at better leisure As his penitencie shall work me Make you good Your promis'd reformation and mistrust Our City dames whom wealth makes proud to move In their own spheres and willingly to confesse In their habits manners and their highest port A distance 'twixt the City and the Court Exeunt omnes FINIS