Prologue TO please all 's impossible and to despaire Ruins our selves and dampes the Writers care Would we knew what to doe or say or when To find the mindes here equall with the men But we must venture now to Sea we goe Faire fortune with us give us roome and blow Remember ye' ar all venturers and in this Play How many twelve-pences ye have stow'd this day Remember for returne of your delight We launch and plough through stormes of feare and spight Give us your fore-windes fairely fill our wings And steere us right and as the Saylors sing Loden with Wealth on wanton seas so we Shall make our home-bound-voyage chearfully And you our noble Merchants for your treasure Share equally the fraught we run for pleasure Epilogue HEre lyes the doubt now let our Playes be good Our owne care sayling equall in this Flood Our preparations new new our Attire Yet here we are becalm'd still still i' th' mire Here we stick fast Is there no way to cleare This passage of your judgement and our feare No mittigation of that law Brave friends Consider we are yours made for your ends And every thing preserves it selfe each will If not perverse and crooked utters still The best of that it ventures in have care Ev'n for your pleasures sake of what we are And doe not ruine all You may frowne still But 't is the nobler way to check the will FINIS THE SPANISH CURAT Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Angelo Milanes Arsenio Arsenio LEandro paid all Mil. 'T is his usuall custome And requisite he should he has now put off The Funerall black your rich heirs weares with joy When he pretends to weep for his dead Father Your gathering Sires so long heape muck together That their kind Sonnes to rid them of their care Wish them in heaven Or if they take a taste Of Purgatory by the way it matters not Provided they remove hence What is befalne To his Father in the other world I ask not I am sure his prayre is heard would I could use one For mine in the same method Arsen. Fy upon thee This is prophane Mil. Good Doctor doe not schoole me For a fault you are not free from On my life Were all Heires in Corduba put too their oathes They would confesse with me 't is a sound Tenet I am sure Leandro do 't Ars. He is th' owner Of a faire Estate Mil. And fairly he deserves it He 's a royall Fellow yet observes a meane In all his courses carefull to on whom He showres his bounties he that 's liberall To all alike may doe a Good by chance But never out of Judgement This invites The prime men of the Citie to frequent All places he resorts to and are happy In his sweet Converse Ars. Don Jamie the Brother To the Grandee Don Henrique appeares much taken With his behaviour Mil. There is something more in 't Hee needs his Purse and knowes how to make use on 't 'T is now in fashion for your Don that 's poore To vow all Leagues of friendship with a Merchant That can supply his wants and howsoe're Don Jamie's noble borne his elder Brother Don Henrique rich and his Revenues long since Encreasing by marrying with a wealthy Heire Call'd Madam Violante he yet holds A hard hand o're Jamie allowing him A bare annuity onely Ars. Yet 't is said He hath no child and by the Lawes of Spaine If he die without issue Don Iamie Inherits his Estate Mil. Why that 's the reason Of their so many jarres Though the young Lord Be sick of the elder Brother and in reason Should flatter and observe him he 's of a nature Too bold and fierce to stoop so but beares up Presuming on his hopes Ars. What 's the young Lad That all of em make so much of Mil. 'T is a sweet-One And the best condition'd youth I ever saw yet So humble and so affable that he wins The love of all that know him and so modest That in despight of povertie he would starve Rather then aske a courtesie He 's the Sonne Of a poore cast-Captaine one Octavio And She that once was calld th' faire Iacinta Is happy in being his Mother for his sake Enter Jamie Leandro and Ascanio Though in their Fortunes falne they are esteem'd of And cherish'd by the best O here they come I now may spare his Character but observe him Hee 'l justifie my report Ia. My good Ascanio Repaire more often to me above Women Thou ever shalt be welcome Asc. My Lord your favours May quickly teach a raw untutour'd Youth To be both rude and sawcie Leandro You cannot be Too frequent where you are so much desir'd And give me leave deare friend to be your Rivall In part of his Affection I will buy it At any rate Ia. Stood I but now possess'd Of what my future hope presages to me I then would make it cleare thou hadst a Patron That would not say but do yet as I am Be mine I 'le not receive thee as a servant But as my Son and though I want my self No Page attending in the Court of Spain Shall find a kinder master Ars. I beseech you That my refusall of so great an offer May make no ill construction 't is not pride That common vice is farre from my condition That makes you a denyall to receive A favour I should sue for nor the fashion Which the country followes in which to be a servant In those that groan beneath the heavy weight Of povertie is held an argument Of a base and abject mind I wish my yeares Were fit to do you service in a nature That might become a Gentleman give me leave To think my self one My father serv'd the King As a Captain in the field and though his fortune Return'd him home a poore man he was rich In reputation and wounds fairly taken Nor am I by his ill successe deterr'd I rather feel a strong desire that swayes me To follow his Profession and if heaven Hath marked me out to be a man how proud In the service of my Country should I be To traile a pike under your brave command There I would follow you as a guid to honour Though all the horrours of the Warre made up To stop my passage Ia. Thou art a hopefull Boye And it was bravely spoken For this answer I love thee more then ever Mil. Pitty such seeds Of promising courage should not grow and prosper Aug. What ever his reputed Parents bee He hath a mind that speakes him right and noble Lea. You make him blush it needs not sweet Ascanio We may heare praises when they are deserv'd Or modestie unwounded By my life I would adde something to the building up So fair a mind and if till you are fit To beare Armes in the field you 'l spend some yeares In Salamanca I 'le supply your studies With all conveniences Ars. Your goodnesse Signiors And charitable favours overwhelm me If I
's the right turne for that turnes up the bellie I cannot stay take your instructions And something toward howshold come what ever I shall advise ye follow it exactlie And keep your times I point ye for I le tell ye A strange way you must wade through Clo. Feare not me Sir Chi. Come then and le ts dispatch this modicum For I have but an howre to stay a short one Besides more water for another mill An old weake over shot I must provide for Ther 's an old Nunnerie at hand Clo. VVhat 's that Chi. A bawdie House Clo. A pox consume it Chi. If the stones 't is built on Were but as brickle as the flesh lives in it Your curse came handsomlie feare not ther 's Ladies And other good sad people your pinkt Citizens That thinke no shame to shake a sheet there Come wench Exeunt Enter Cleanthe and Siphax Clean. A Souldier and so fearefull Si. Can ye blame me VVhen such a waite lies on me Cle. Fye upon ye I tell ye ye shall have her have her safelie And for your wife with her owne will Si. Good Sister Cle. What a distrustfull man are you to morrow To morrow morning Si. Is it possible Can there be such a happines Cle. Why hang me If then ye be not married if to morrow night Ye doe not Si. O deare Sister Cle. What ye woo'd doe What ye desire to doe lie with her Devill What a dull man are you Si. Nay I believe now And shall she love me Cle. As her life and stroke ye Si. O I will be her servant Cle. 'T is your dutie Si. And she shall have her whole will Cle. Yes 't is reason She is a Princes and by that rule boundles Si. What wood you be for I woo'd have ye Sister Chuse some great place about us as her woman Is not so fit Cle. No no I shall find places Si. And yet to be a Ladie of her bedchamber I hold not so fit neither Some great title beleeve it shall be look't out Clean. Ye may a Dutchesse Or such a toye a small thing pleases me Sir Si. What you will Sister if a neighbour Prince When we shall come to raigne Cle. We shall thinke on 't Be ready at the time and in that place too And let me worke the rest within this half houre The Princess will be going 't is almost morning Away and mind your busines Si. Fortune blesse us Exeunt Enter King Polidor and Lords Pol. I doe beseech your grace to banish me King Why Gentleman is she not worthy marriage Po. Most worthy Sir where worth againe shall meet her But I like thicke clouds sailing slow and heavy Although by her drawne higher yet shall hide her I dare not be a traitor and 't is treason But to imagin as you love your honour King 'T is her first maiden doting and if crost I know it kills her 1 Lord How knowes your grace she loves him King Her woman told me all beside his story Her maid Lucippe on what reason to And t is beyond all but enjoying Po. Sir Even by your wisedome by that great discretion Ye owe to rule and order 2 Lord This man 's mad sure To plead against his fortune 1 Lord And the King too Willing to have it so Po. By those dead Princes From whose descents ye stand a starre admired at Lay not so base a lay upon your vertues Take heed for honours sake take heed the bramble No wise man ever planted by the rose It canckers all her beauty nor the vine When her full blushes courts the sun dares any Choke up with wanton Ivy good my Lords Who builds a monument the Basis Jasper And the maine body Brick 2 Lord Ye wrong your worth Ye are a Gentleman descended nobly 1 Lord In both bloods truly noble King Say ye were not My will can make ye so Po. No never never 'T is not descent nor will of Princes does it 'T is Vertue which I want 't is Temperance Man honest man is 't fit your Majesty Should call my drunkennesse my rashnesse brother Or such a blessed Maid my breach of faith For I am most lacivious and fell angers In which I am also mischievous her husband O Gods preserve her I am wild as Winter Ambitious as the Devill out upon me I hate my selfe sir if ye dare bestow her Upon a Subject ye have one deserves her King But him she does not love I know your meaning This young mans love unto his noble brother Appeares a mirrour what must now be done Lords For I am gravel'd if she have not him She dies for certaine if his brother misse her Farewell to him and all our honours 1 Lord He is dead sir Your Grace has heard of that and strangely King No I can assure ye no there was a trick in 't Read that and then know all what ailes the gentleman Hold him how doe ye sir Polidor is sick ath ' sudden Pol. Sick ath ' the sudden Extreamly ill wondrous ill King Where did it take ye Pol. Here in my head sir and my heart for heaven sake King Conduct him to his chamber presently And bid my Doctors Po. No I shall be well sir I doe beseech your Grace even for the Gods sake Remember my poore brother I shall pray then King Away he growes more weaker still I will do it Or heaven forget me ever Now your Counsells Exit Polidor For I am at my wits end what with you sir Enter Messenger with a Letter Mess. Letters from warlike Pelius King Yet more troubles The Spartans are in Armes and like to win all Supplies are sent for and the Generall This is more crosse then tother come let 's to him For he must have her 't is necessitie Or we must lose our honours let 's plead all For more then all is needfull shew all reason If love can heare a that side if she yeild We have fought best and won the noblest field Exeunt Enter Eumenes Captaines Stremon 1 Cap. I have brought the wench a lusty wench And somewhat like the Princesse Eumen. 'T is the better let 's see her And goe you in and tell him that her Grace Is come to visit him how sleeps he Stremon Strem. He cannot only thinkes and calls on Polidor Swears a will not be fool'd sometimes he rages And sometimes sits and muses Exit Stre. Enter Whoore Captaine Eume. He 's past all helpe sure How doe ye like her 2 Capt. by th' masse a good round Virgin And at first sight resembling she is well cloth'd too Eume. But is she sound 2 Cap. Of wind and limbe I warrant her Eume. You are instructed Lady Who. Yes and know sir How to behave my selfe ne're feare Eume. Polibius Where did he get this Vermin 1 Cap. Hang him Badger There 's not a hole free from him whores and whores mates Doe all pay him obedience Eume. Indeed i' th' war His quarter was all whore whore upon whore And linde
not content with this He lastly hath conspir'd my death and sought Means to engage me to this Lady's debt Whose bounty all my whole estate could never Give satisfaction too now honoured fathers For this cause only if your Law be law And you the Ministers of justice then Thinke of this strange ingratitude in him Phi. Can this be so Antinous Ant. 'T is all true Nor hath my much wrong'd father limn'd my faults In colours halfe so black as in themselves My guilt hath dyed them were there mercy left Yet mine owne shame would be my Executioner Lords I am guilty Er. Thou beliest Antinous Thine innocence alas my lords hee 's desperate And talkes he knowes not what you must not credit His lunacy I can my selfe disprove This accusation Cassilane be yet More mercifull I beg it Cas. Time nor fate The world or what is in it shall not alter My resolution he shall dye Er. The Senats Prayers or weeping Lovers shall not alter My resolution thou shalt dye Ant. Why Madam Are ye all Marble Pos. Leave your shifts Antinous What plead you to your fathers accusation Ant. Most fully guilty Pos. You have doom'd your selfe We cannot quit you now Cas. A burthen'd conscience Will never need a hang-man hadst thou dar'd To have denide it then this Sword of mine Should on thy head have prov'd thy tongue a lyar Er. Thy sword wretched old man thou hast liv'd too long To carry peace or comfort to thy grave Thou art a man condemn'd my Lords this tyrant Had perish'd but for me I still suppli'd His miserable wants I sent his daughter Mony to buy him food the bread he eate Was from my purse when he vaingloriously To dive into the peoples hearts had pawn'd His birth-right I redeemed it sent it to him And for requitall only made my suite That he would please to new receive his son Into his favour for whose love I told him I had been still so friendly But then he As void of gratitude as all good nature Distracted like a mad man poasted hether To pull this vengeance on himselfe and us For why my Lords since by the Law all meanes Is blotted out of your commission As this hard hearted father hath accus'd Noble Antinous his unblemished Son So I accuse this father and crave judgement Cas. All this is but deceit meere trifles forg'd By combination to defeat the processe Of Justice I will have Antinous life Arc. Sir what do ye meane Er. I will have Cassilane's Ant. Cunning and cruell Lady runs the streame Of your affections this way have you not Conquest enough by treading on my grave Unlesse you send me thether in a shrowd Steept in my fathers bloud as you are woman As the protests of love you vow'd were honest Be gentler to my father Er. Cassilane Thou hast a heart of flint let my intreates My teares the Sacrifice of griefes unfained Melt it yet be a father to thy son Unmaske thy long besotted judgement see A low obedience kneeling at the feet Of nature I beseech you Cas. Pish you cosen Your hopes your plots are idle I am resolute Er. Antinous urge no further Ant. Hence thou Sorcery Of a beguiling softnesse I will stand Like the earths Center unmoved Lords your breath Must finish these divisions I confesse Civility doth teach I should not speake Against a Lady of her birth so high As great Erota but her injuries And thankelesse wrongs to me urge me to cry Alowd for justice Fathers Dec. Whether run you Ant. For honoured fathers that you all may know That I alone am not unmatchable In crimes of this condition lest perhaps You might conceive as yet the case appeares That this foule staine and guilt runs in a bloud Before this presence I accuse this Lady Of as much vile ingratitude to me Cas. Impudent Traitor Phi. Her O spare Antinous The world reputes thee valiant do not soyle All thy past noblenesse with such a cowardize As murthering innocent Ladies will stamp on thee Ant. Brave Prince with what unwillingnesse I force Her follies and in those her sin be witnesse All these about me she is bloudy minded And turnes the justice of the Law to rigor It is her cruelties not I accuse her Shall I have Audience Er. Let him speake my Lords Dec. Your memory will rot Ant. Cast all your eyes On this what shall I call her truthlesse woman When often in my discontents the sway Of her unruly bloud her untam'd passion Or name it as you list had houre by houre Sollicited my love she vow'd at last She could not would not live unlesse I granted What she long sued for I in tender pitty To save a Lady of her birth from ruine Gave her her life and promis'd to be hers Nor urg'd I ought from her but secresie And then enjoyn'd her to supply such wants As I perceiv'd my fathers late engagements Had made him subject to what shall I heape up Long repetitions she to quit my pitty Not only hath discover'd to my father What she had promis'd to conceale but also Hath drawne my life into this fatall forfeit For which since I must dye crave a like Equality of justice against her Not that I covet bloud but that she may not Practice this art of falsehood on some other Perhaps more worthy of her love hereafter Por. If this be true Er. My Lords be as the Law is Indifferent upright I do plead guilty Now sir what glory have you got by this 'Las man I meant not to outlive thy doome Shall we be friends in death Cas. Heare me the villaine Scandals her honour'd Lords Er. Leave off to doate And dye a wise man Ant. I am over-reach'd And master'd in my own resolution Phi. Will ye be wilfull Madam here 's the curse Of loves disdaine Cas. Why sit you like dumb Statues Demur no longer Pos. Cassilane Erota Antinous death ye aske and 't is your doomes You in your follies liv'd dye in your follies Cas. I am reveng'd and thanke you for it Er. Yes and I Antinous hath been gratious Ant. Sir may I presume to crave a blessing from you Before we part Cas. Yes such a one as Parents Bestow on cursed sons now now I laugh To see how those poore younglings are both cheated Of life and comfort looke ye looke ye Lords I go but some ten minutes more or lesse Before my time but they have fiuely coz'nd Themselves of many many hopefull yeares Amidst their prime of youth and glory now Enter Annoph My vengeance is made ful Welcome my joy Thou comst to take a seasonable blessing From thy halfe buried fathers hand I am dead Already girle and so is she and he We all are wormes-meat now Anno. I have heard all Nor shall you dye alone Lords on my knees I beg for justice too Porp. 'Gainst whom for what Ann. First let me be resolv'd does the Law favour None be they ne're so mighty Porp. Not the greatest Ann.
hour she is now a surfet to me Enter Gentill Who 's that Gentill I charge ye no acquaintance you nor your maid with him nor no discourse till times are riper Gent. Fie my noble Lord can you be now a stranger to the Court when your most vertuous Bride the beauteous Hellena stands ready like a star to gild your happinesse when Hymen's lustie fires are now a lighting and all the flowre of Anjoy Lav. Some few trifles for matter of adornment have a little made me so slow Gentille which now in readinesse I am for Court immediately Gent. Take heed Sir this is no time for trifling nor she no Ladie to be now entertain'd with toyes 't will cost ye Lav. Y' are an old Cock Gentille Gent. By your Lordships favour Lav. Prethee away 't will lose time Gent. O my Lord pardon me that by all means Lav. We have businesse afoot man of more moment Gen. Then my manners I know none nor I seek none Lav. Take to morrow Gent. Even now by your Lordships leave Excellent Beautie my ever service here I dedicate in honour of my best friend your dead Father to you his living vertue and wish heartily that firm affection that made us two happie may take as deep undying root and flourish betwixt my daughter Casta and your goodnesse who shall be still your servant Gab. I much thank ye Lav. o' this dreaming puppie Will ye go Sir Gent. A little more Good Lord Lav. Not now by Come I must use ye Gent. Goodnesse dwell still with you Exeunt Gentille Lavall Gab. The sight of this old Gentleman Maria puls to mine eyes again the living picture of Perolot his vertuous son my first Love that dy'd at Orleance Mar. You have felt both fortunes and in extreams poor Lady for young Perolot being every way unable to maintain you durst not make known his love to friend or father My Lord Lavall being powerfull and you poor will not acknowledge you Gab. No more Le ts in wench there let my Lute speak my laments they have tired me Exeunt Enter two Courtiers 1. Court I grant the Duke is wondrous provident in his now planting for succession I know his care as honourable in the choice too Marines fair vertuous daughter but what 's all this to what end excellent arrives this travell when he that bears the main roof is so rotten 2. Cou. You have hit it now indeed For if fame lye not he is untemperate 1. Court You expresse him poorly too gentle Sir the most deboist and barbarous beleeve it the most void of all humanitie howere his cunning cloake it to his Uncle and those his pride depends upon 2. Cour. I have heard too given excessively to drink 1. Court Most certain and in that drink most dangerous I speak these things to one I know loves truth and dares not wrong her 2. Cour. You may speak on 1. Cour. Uncertain as the sea Sir proud and deceitfull as his sins great Master his appetite to women for there he carries his main sail spread so boundlesse and abominably that but to have her name by that tongue spoken poysons the vertue of the purest Virgin 2. Cour. I am sorry for young Gabriella then a maid reputed ever of faire carriage for he has been noted visiting 1. Cour. Shee is gone then or any else that promises or power gifts or his guilfull vows can work upon but these are but poor parcels 2. Cour. 'T is great pitie 1. Cour. Nor want these sins a chief saint to befriend 'em the Divell follows him and for a truth Sir appears in visible figure often to him at which time he 's possest with sudden trances cold deadly sweats and griping of the conscience tormented strangely as they say 2. Cour. Heaven turn him This marriage day maist thou well curse fair Hellen But let 's go view the Ceremony 1. Cour. I 'll walk with you Exeunt Musick Enter Gabriella and Maria above And Lavall Bride States in solemnitie as to marriage and passe over viz. Duke Marine Longavile Mar. I hear 'em come Gad. Would I might never hear more Mar. I told you still but you were so incredulous See there they kisse Gab. Adders be your embarces The poyson of a rotten heart O Hellen blast thee as I have been just such a flattery with that same cunning face that smile upon 't O mark it Marie mark it seriously that master smile caught me Mar. There 's the old Duke and Marine her father Gab. Oh Mar. There Longavile the Ladies now Gab. Oh I am murderd Marie Beast most inconstant beast Mar. There Gab. There I am not no more I am not there Hear me oh heaven and all you powers of justice bow down to me but you of pitie die I am abus'd she that depended on your Providence she is abus'd your honour is abus'd that noble peece ye made and call'd it man is turn'd to divell all the world 's abus'd Give me a womans will provok'd to mischiefe a two edg'd heart my suffring thoughts to wild-fires and my embraces to a timelesse grave turne Mar. Here I 'll step in for 't is an act of merit Gab. I am too big to utter more Mar. Take time then Enter Gentille and Casta Gent. This solitary life at home undoes thee obscures thy beautie first which should prefer thee next fils thee full of sad thoughts which thy yeers must not arrive at yet they choak thy sweetnesse Follow the time my girl and it will bring thee even to the fellowship of the noblest women Hellen her self to whom I would prefer thee and under whom this poor and private carriage which I am onely able yet to reach at being cast off and all thy sweets at lustre will take thee as a fair friend and preferre thee Casta. Good Sir be not so cruell as to seek to kill that sweet content y' have bred me to Have I not here enough to thank heaven for the free air uncorrupted with new flattery the water that I touch unbrib'd with odours to make me sweet to others the pure fire not smotherd up and choak'd with lustfull incense to make my blood sweat but burning cleer and high tels me my minde must flame up so to heaven What should I do at Court wear rich apparell me thinks these are as warm And for your state Sir wealthie enough Is it you would have me proud and like a pageant stuck up for amazements Teach not your child to tread that path for fear Sir your drie bones after death groan in your grave the miseries that follow Gent. Excellent Casta Casta. When shall I pray again a Courtier or when I doe to what God what new body and new face must I make me with new manners for I must be no more my self Whose Mistris must I be first with whose sin-offring season'd and when I am grown so great and glorious with prostitution of my burning beauties that great Lords kneel and Princes beg for
for vengeance Lavall lives yet Gab. Then thus I drie all sorrows from these eyes fury and rage possesse 'em now damn'd divell Lav. Hah Gab. This for young Perolot Lav. O mercy mercy Gab. This for my wrongs Lav. But one short hour to cure mee Knock within oh be not cruell Oh oh Mar. Heark they knock make haste for heavens sake Mistris Gab. This for Casta Lav. Oh O O O. He dies Mar. He 's dead come quickly let 's away with him 't will be too late else Gab. Help help up to th' chamber Exeunt with Lavalls body Enter Duke Hellena Gentile Casta and attendants with lights Duke What frights are these Gent. I am sure here 's one past frighting Bring the lights neerer I have enough alreadie Out out mine eyes Look Casta Lord 'T is young Perolot Duke When came he over Hold the Gentlewoman she sinks and bear her off Cast. O my dear brother Exit Gent. There is a time for all for me I hope too and very shortly Murdred Gabriella Maria with Lavalls body above Duke Who 's above there Gab. Look up and see Duke What may this mean Gab. Behold it behold the drunken murderer of that young Gentleman behold the rankest the vilest basest slave that ever flourish'd Duke Who kill'd him Gab. I and there 's the cause I did it read if your eyes will give you leave Hell Oh monstrous Gab. Nay out it shall there take this false heart to ye the base dishonour of a thousand women keep it in gold Duke 't is a precious jewel Now to my self for I have liv'd a fair age longer by some moneths then I had a minde to Duke Hold Gab. Here young Perolot my first contracted true love shall never go alone Duke Hold Gabriella I do forgive all Gab. I shall die the better Thus let me seek my grave and my shames with me Mar. Nor shalt thou go alone my noble Mistris why should I live and thou dead Lord Save the wench there Mar. She is I hope and all my sins here written Duke This was a fatal night Gent. Heaven has his working which we cannot contend against Duke Alas Gent. Your Grace has your alas too Duke Would 't were equal for thou hast lost an honest noble childe Gent. 'T is heir enough has lost a good remembrance Duke See all their bodies buried decently though some deserv'd it not How do you Ladie Hell Even with your Graces leave ripe for a Monasterie there will I wed my life to tears and prayers and never know what man is more Duke Your pleasure how does the maid within Lord She is gone before Sir the same course that my Ladie takes Gent. And my course shall be my Beads at home so please your Grace to give me leave to leave the Court Duke In peace Sir and take my love along Gent. I shall pray for ye Duke Now to our selves retire we and begin by this example to correct each sin Exeunt Flourish King Em. By this we plainly view the two imposthumes that choke a kingdoms welfare Ease and Wantonnesse in both of which Lavall was capital for first Ease stole away his minde from honour that active noble thoughts had kept still working and then deliver'd him to drink and women lust and outragious riot and what their ends are how infamous and foul we see example Therefore that great man that will keep his name and gain his merit out of Vertues schools must make the pleasures of the world his fools Flourish The Triumph Enter Musicians next them Perolot with the wound he died with Then Gabriella and Maria with their wounds after them four Furies with Bannerets inscrib'd Revenge Murder Lust and Drunkennesse singing Next them Lavall wounded Then a Chariot with Death drawn by the Destinies Flourish Enter PROLOGUE From this sad sight ascend your noble eye And see old Time helping triumphantly helping his Master Man view here his vanities and see his false friends like those glutted flyes that when they 've suckt their fill fall off and fade from all remembrance of him like a shade And last view who relieves him and that gone We hope your favour and our Play is done Flourish Enter Anthropos Desire and Vain Delight Bounty Ant. What hast thou done Desire and how imploy'd the charge I gave thee about levying wealth for our supplies Desire I have done all yet nothing tri'd all and all my ways yet all miscarried there dwells a sordid dulnesse in their mindes Thou son of earth colder then that thou art made of I came to Craft found all his hooks about him and all his nets baited and set his slie self and greedie Lucre at a serious conference which way to tie the world within their statutes a businesse of all sides and of all sorts swarming like Bees broke loose in summer I declared your will and want together both inforcing with all the power and pains I had to reach him yet all fell short Anth. His answer Desire This he gave me Your wants are never ending and those supplies that came to stop those breaches are ever lavisht before they reach the main in toys and trifles gew-gaws and gilded puppets Vain delight he says has ruin'd ye with clapping all that comes in for support on clothes and Coaches perfumes and powder'd pates and that your Mistris the Ladie Pleasure like a sea devours at length both you and him too If you have houses or land or jewels for good pawn he 'll hear you and will be readie to supplie occasions if not he locks his ears up and grows stupid From him I went to Vanity whom I found attended by an endlesse troop of Tailors Mercers Embroiderers Feather-makers Fumers all Occupations opening like a Mart that serve to rig the bodie out with braverie and th'row the room new fashions flew like flyes in thousand gaudie shapes Pride waiting on her and busily surveying all the breaches Time and delaying Nature had wrought in her which still with art she piec'd again and strengthened I told your wants she shew'd me gowns and head-tires imbroider'd wastcoats smocks seam'd thorow with cut-works scarfs mantles petticoats muffs powders paintings dogs monkeys parrots which all seemed to shew me the way her money went From her to Pleasure I took my journey Anth. And what says our best Mistris Desire She danc'd me out this answer presently Revels and Masques had drawn her drie alreadie I met old Time too mowing mankinde down who says you are too hot and he must purge ye Anth. A cold quietus Miserable creatures born to support and beautifie your master the godlike man set here to do me service the children of my will why or how dare ye created to my use alone disgrace me Beasts have more courtesie they live about me offering their warm wooll to the shearers hand to clothe me with their bodies to my labours nay even their lives they daily sacrifice and proudly presse with garlands to the altars to fill the
die Chi. When I beseech your Lordship Mem. To morrow see ye doe die Chi. A short warning Troth Sir I am ill prepar'd Mem. I die my selfe then Beside ther 's reason Chi. Oh! Mem. I pray thee tell me For thou art a great dreamer Chi. I can dreame Sir If I eate well and sleep well Mem. Was it never By dreame or apparition open'd to thee Chi. Hee s mad Mem. What the other world was or Elizium Didst never travell in thy sleepe Chi. To Tauernes When I was drunke ore night or to a wench Ther 's an Elizium for yee a young Ladie Wrapt round about ye like a snake is that it Or if that strange Elizium that you talke of Be where the Devill is I have dream't of him And that I have had him by the hornes and rid him He trotts the Dagger out 'o th sheath Mem. Elizium The blessed fields man Chi. I know no fields blessed but those I have gain'd by I have dreamp't I have bin in Heaven too Mem. There handle that place that 's Elizium Chi. Brave singing and brave dancing And rare things Mem. All full of flowers Chi. And Pot hearbes Mem. Bowers for lovers And everlasting ages of delight Chi. I slept not so far Mem. Meet me on those bancks Some two dayes hence Chi. In dreame Sir Mem. No in death Sir And there I muster all and pay the Souldier Away no more no more Chi. God keepe your Lordship This is fine dancing for us Enter Siphax Siphax Wher 's the Generall Chi. Ther 's the old signe of Memnon where the soule is You may goe looke as I have Si. What 's the matter Chi. Why question him and see he talkes of Devills Hells Heavens Princes powers and Potentates You must to 'th pot too Si. How Chi. Do you know Elizium a tale he talkes the wild goose chase of Si. Elizium I have red of such a place Chi. Then get he to him Ye are as fine company as can be fitted Exit Chilax Your worships fairelie mett Si. Mercy upon us What ailes this Gentleman Mem. Provision Si. How his head workes Mem. Betweene two ribbes If he cut short or mangle me I le take him And twirle his neck about Si. Now Gods defend us Mem. In a pure cup transparant with a writing To signifie Si. I never knew him thus Sure is bewitcht or poysond Mem, Whos 's there Si. I Sir Mem. Come hither Siphax Si. Yes how does your Lordship Mem. Well God a mercy Souldier very well But prithee tell me Si. Any thing I can Sir Mem. What durst thou doe to gaine the rarest beautie The VVorld has Si. That the world has 't is worth doing Mem. Is it so but what doing beares it Si. Why any thing all dangers it appeares to Mem. Name some of those things doe Si. I would undertake Sir A voyage round about the VVorld Mem. Short Siphax A merchant does it to spice potts of ale Si. I woo'd swim in armour Mem. Short still a poore Jade Loden will take a streame and stem it strongly To leap a Mare Si. The plague I durst Mem. Still shorter I le cure it with an Onyon Si. Surfetts Mem. Short still They are often Physicks for our healths and help us Si. I woo'd stand a breach Mem. Thine honour bids thee Souldier 'T is shame to find a second cause Si. I durst Sir Fight with the fellest Monster Mem. That 's the poorest Man was ordained their Master durst ye die Sir Si. How die my Lord Mem. Die Siphax take thy sword And come by that doore to her ther 's a prize To buy a lustie love at Si. I am well content Sir To proove no purchaser Mem. Away thou world worme Thou win a matchles beautie Si. 'T is to loos 't Sir For being dead wher 's the reward I reach at The love I labour for Mem. There it begins foole Thou art meerly cozend for the loves wee now know Are but the heats of half an houre and hated Desires stir'd up by nature to increase her Licking of one another to a lust Course and base appetites earths meere inheritours And heires of Idlenes and blood Pure Love That that the soule affects and cannot purchase VVhile she is loden with our flesh that love Sir VVhich is the price of honour dwells not here Your Ladies eyes are lamplesse to that vertue That beautie smiles not on a cheeke washt over Nor sents the sweets of Ambers below Siphax Below us in the other VVord Elizium VVher 's no more dying no despairing mourning VVhere all desires are full deserts downe loden There Siphax there where loves are ever living Si. VVhy doe we love in this VVorld then Mem. To preserve it The maker lost his worke els but marke Siphax VVhat issues that love beares Si. VVhy Children Sir I never heard him talke thus thus divinelie And sensible before Mem. It does so Siphax Things like our selves as sensuall vaine unvented Bubles and breath of ayres got with an itching As blisters are and bred as much corruption Flowes from their lives sorrow conceives and shapes 'em And oftentimes the deaths of those we love most The breeders bring them to the VVorld to curse 'em Crying they weepe amongst us like young Catts Cares and continuall crosses keeping with 'em They make time old to tend them and experience An asse they alter so they grow and goodlie Ere we can turne our thoughts like dropps of water They fall into the maine and knowne no more This is the love of this world I must tell thee For thou art understanding Si. What you please Sir Mem. And as a faithfull man Nay I dare trust thee I love the Princesse Si. There 't is that has fired him I knew he had some inspiration But does she know it Sir Mem. Yes marry does she I have given my heart unto her Si. If ye love her Mem. Nay understand me my heart taken from me Out of my body man and so brought to her How lik'st thou that braue offer ther 's the love I told thee of and after death the living She must in justice come boye ha Si. Your heart Sir Mem. I so by all meanes Siphax Si. He loves rost well That eates the spitt Mem. And since thou art come thus fitlie I le doe it presentlie and thou shall carrie it For thou canst tell a storie and discribe it And I coniure thee Siphax by thy gentrie Next by the glorious battells we have fought in By all the dangers wounds heats colds distresses Thy love next and obedience nay thy life Si. But one thing first Sir if she pleas'd to grant it Could ye not love her here and live consider Mem. Ha yes I thinke I could Si. 'T woul'd be far neerer Besides the sweets here would induce the last love And linck it in Mem. Thou sayest right but our ranckes heere And bloods are barrs between us she must stand off too As I perceive she does Si. Desert and dutie Makes even all
those Pledges which The poore are happy in They in a Cottage With joy behold the Modells of their youth And as their Roote decaies those budding Branches Sprout forth and flourish to renew their age But this is the beginning not the end To me of that misery against my will Since Heaven denies us Issue of our owne Must leave the fruit of all my care and travell To an unthankfull Brother that insults On my Calamity Viol. I will rather choose A Bastard from the Hospitall and adopt him And nourish him as mine owne Hen. Such an evasion My Violante is forbid to us Happy the Romane State where it was lawfull If our owne Sonnes were vicious to choose one Out of a vertuous Stock though of poore Parents And make him noble But the Lawes of Spaine Intending to preserve all ancient Houses Prevent such free elections with this my Brothers Too well acquainted and this makes him bold to Reigne 'ore me as a Master Viol. I will fire The Portion I brought with me ere he spend A Royall of it No Quirck left no Quiddit That may defeate him Hen. Were I but confirmed That you would take the meanes I use with patience As I must practise it with my dishonour I could lay levell with the earth his hopes That soare above the clouds with expectation To see me to my grave Viol. Effect but this And our revenge shall be to us a Son That shall inherit for us Hen. Do not repent When 't is too late Viol. I feare not what may fall He disposess'd that doe's usurpe on all Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena prima Enter Leandro with a letter writ out Milanes Asermo Mil. Can any thing but wonder Lean. Wonder on I am as ye see and what will follow Gentlemen Ars. Why dost thou put on this form what can this do Thou lookest most sillily Mil. Like a young Clerk A half pin'd-puppy that would write for a Royall Is this a commanding shape to win a Beautie To what use what occasion Lean. Peace ye are fooles More silly then my out-side seems ye are ignorant They that pretend to wonders must weave cunningly Ars. What manner of accesse can this get or if gotten What credit in her eyes Lean. Will ye but leave me Mil. Me thinks a yong man and a handsom Gentleman But sure thou art lunatick me thinks a brave man That would catch cunningly the beames of Beautie And so distribute 'em unto his comfort Should like himself appeare young high and buxom And in the brightest form Lean. Ye are cozen'd Gentlemen Neither doe I believe this nor will follow it Thus I am I will begin my voyage When you love lanch it out in silks and velvets I le love in Serge and will outgo our Sattins To get upon my great horse and appeare The signe of such a man and trot my measures Or fiddle out whole frosty nights my friends Vnder the window while my teeth keep tune I hold no handsomnesse Let me get in There trot and fiddle where I may have faire play Ars. But how get in Lean. Leave that to me your patience I have some toyes here that I dare well trust to I have smelt a Vicar out the call him Lopez You are ne're the nearer now Mil. We do confesse it Lean. Weak simple men this Vicar to this Lawyer Is the most inward Damon Ars. What can this do Mil. We know the fellow and he dwells there Lean. So Ars. A poore thin theef he help he hang the Vicar Can reading of an preferre thee Lean. Thou art dead-sick in love and hee 'l pray for thee Have patience Gentlemen I say this Vicar This thing I say is all one with the Close Bartolus For so they call the Lawyer or his nature Which I have studied by relation And make no doubt I shall hit hansomly Will I work cunningly and home understand me Enter Lopez and Diego Next I pray leave me Leave me to my fortune Difficilia pulchra that 's my Motto Gentlemen I 'le win this Diamond from the rock and weare her Or Mil. Peace the Vicar send ye a full sail Sir Ars. There 's your Confessor but what shal be your pennance exit lea A fools head if I fail and so forsake me You shall heare from me daily Mil. We will be ready Lop. Thin world indeed Lean. I 'le let him breathe and mark him No man would think a stranger as I am Should reap any great commodity from his pigbelly Lop. Poore stirring for poore Vicars Diego And poore Sextons Lop. We pray and pray but to no purpose Those that enjoy our Lands choak our Devotions Our poore thin stipends make us arrant dunces Diego If you live miserably how shall we do Master That are fed only with the sound of prayers We rise and ring the Bells to get good stomacks And must be fain to eat the ropes with reverence Lop. When was there a Christning Diego Dieg. Not this ten weekes Alas they have forgot to get children Master The Warres the Seas and usurie undoe us Takes off our minds our edges blunts our plough-shares They eat nothing here but herbs get nothing but green sauce There are some poore Labourers that perhaps Once in seven yeare with helping one another Produce some few pind Butter prints that scarce hold The christning neither Lop. Your Gallants they get Honour A strange fantasticall Birth to defraud the Vicar And the Camp Christens their Issues or the Curtizans 'T is a lewd time Die They are so hard-hearted here too They will not dye there 's nothing got by Burialls Lop. Diego the Ayre 's too pure they cannot perish To have a thin Stipend and an everlasting Parish Lord what a torment 't is Die Good sensible Master You are allow'd to pray against all weathers Both foule and faire as you shall find occasion Why not against all ayres Lop. That 's not i' th' Canons I would it had 't is out of our way forty pence Di. 'T is strange they are starv'd too yet they wil not die here They will not Earth a good stout plague amongst 'um Or halfe a dozen new fantasticall Fevers That would turne up their heeles by whole-sale Master And take the Doctors too in their grave Counsells That there might be no naturall help for money How merrily would my Bells goe then Lop. Peace Diego The Doctors are our friends let 's please them well For though they kill but slow they are certaine Diego We must remove into a muddy Ayre A most contagious Clymat Die We must certaine An ayre that is the nursery of Agues Such Agues Master that will shake mens soules out Ne're stay for Possets nor good old wives plaisters Lop. Gowts and dead Palsies Die The dead doe's well at all times Yet Gowts will hang an arsse a long time Master The Pox or English Surfets if we had 'em Those are nich Marle they make a Church-yard fat And make the Sexton sing they never
come unto me 3. And I 'll send for my Daughter Lop. This may stir too The Maiden is of age and must be edified 4. You shall have any thing loose our learned Vicar And our most constant friend honest deare Diego Di. Yet all this will not do I 'll tell ye Neighbours And tell ye true if ye will have us stay If you will have the comforts of our companies You shall be bound to doe us right in these points You shall be bound and this the obligation Dy when 't is fit that we may have fit duties And doe not seeke to draw out our undoings Marry tryde women that are free and fruitfull Get children in abundance for your Christnings Or suffer to be got 't is equall justice Lop. Let Weddings Christnings Churchings Funerals And merry Gossippings goe round go round still Round as a Pig that we may find the profit Die And let your old men fall sick handsomely And dy immediatly their Sonnes may shoot up Let women dy o th' sullens too 't is naturall But be sure their Daughters be of age first That they may stock us still your queazie young wives That perish undeliver'd I am vext with And vext abundantly it much concernes me There 's a childes buriall lost looke that be mended Lo. Let 'em be brought to bed then dy when they please These things considered Country-men and sworne to 2. All these and all our sports againe and gambolls 3. We must dy and we must live and we 'll be merry Every man shall be rich by one another 2. We are here to morrow and gone to day for my part If getting children can be-friend my Neighbours I 'll labour hard but I will fill your Font Sir 1. I have a Mother now and an old Father They are as sure your own within these two moneths 4. My Sister must be prayd for too she is desperate Desperate in love Die Keepe desperate men farre from her Then 't will goe hard doe you see how melancholy Doe you marke the man do you professe ye love him And would doe any thing to stay his fury And are ye unprovided to refresh him To make him know your loves fie Neighbours 2. We 'll doe any thing We have brought Musick to appease his spirit And the best Song we 'll give him Die Pray ye sit down Sir They know their duties now and they stand ready To tender their best mirth Lop. 'T is well proceed Neighbours I am glad I have brought ye to understand good manners Ye had Puritan hearts a-while spurn'd at all pastimes But I see some hope now Die We are set proceed Neighbours Enter Arsenio and Millanes Ars. What ayles this Priest how highly the thing takes it Mi. Lord how it looks has he not bought some Prebend Leandro's money makes the Rascall merry Merry at heart he spies us Lo. Be gon Neighbours The Bar Book ready on a Table Here are some Gentlemen be gone good Neighbours Be gon and labour to redeeme my favour No more words but be gon these two are Gentlemen No company for crusty-handed fellowes Dieg. We will stay for a yeare or two and trie ye Lop. Fill all your hearts with joy we will stay with ye Be gone no more I take your pastimes graciously Would ye with me My friends Ars. We would looke upon ye For me-thinks ye looke lovely Lop. Ye have no Letters Nor any kind Remembrances Mil. Remembrances Lop. From Nova Hispania or some part remote Sir You looke like travell'd men may be some old friends That happily I have forgot some Signeours In China or Cataya some Companions Dieg. In the Mogulls Court or else-where Ars. They are mad sure Lop. Ye came not from Peru doe they look Diego As if they had some mistery about 'em Another Don Alonzo now Di. I marry And so much money Sir from one you know not Let it be who it will Lop. They have gracious favours Would ye be private Mil. There 's no need on 't Sir We come to bring ye a Remembrance from a Merchant Lop. 'T is very well 't is like I know him Ars. No sir I doe not thinke ye doe Lop. A new mistake Diego Let 's carry it decently Ars. We come to tell ye You have received great summes from a young Factor They call Leandro that has rob'd his Master Rob'd him and run away Dieg. Let 's keep close Master This newes comes from a cold Country Lop. By my faith it freezes Mil. Is not this true doe you shrink now good man Curate Doe I not touch ye Lop. We have a hundred Duckets Yet left we doe beseech ye sir Mil. You 'll hang both Lop. One may suffice Di. I will not hang alone Master I had the least part you shall hang the highest Plague o' this Tiveria and the Letter The divell sent it post to pepper us From Nova Hispania we shall hang at home now Ars. I see ye are penitent and I have compassion Ye are secure both doe but what we charge ye Ye shall have more gold too and he shall give it Yet ne're indanger ye Lop. Command us Master Command us presently and see how nimbly Die And if we doe not handsomely endeavour Ars. Goe home and till ye heare more keep private Till we appeare againe no words Vicar There 's something added Mil. For you too Lop. We are ready Mil. Goe and expect us hourely if ye falter Though ye had twenty lives Die We are fit to loose 'em Lop. 'T is most expedient that we should hang both Die If we be hang'd we cannot blame our fortune Mil. Farewell and be your owne friends Lop, We expect ye Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Octavio Jacintha Ascanio Oct. We cited to the Court A Bar. Table-booke 2 chairs paper standish set out Ja. It is my wonder Oct. But not our fear Iacintha wealthy men That have Estates to loose whose conscious thoughts Are full of inward guilt may shake with horrour To have their Actions sifted or appeare Before the Judge But we that know our selves As innocent as poore that have no Fleece On which the Talons of the griping Law Can take sure hold may smile with scorne on all That can be urg'd against us Ia. I am confident There is no man so covetous that desires To ravish our wants from us and lesse hope There can be so much Justice left on earth Though sude and call'd upon to ease us of The burthen of our wrongs Oct. What thinkes Ascanio Should we be call'd in question or accus'd Unjustly what would you doe to redeeme us From tirannous oppression Asc. I could pray To him that ever has an open eare To heare the innocent and right their wrongs Nay by my troth I thinke I could out plead An Advocate and sweat as much as he Do's for a double Fee ere you should suffer In an honest cause Enter Iamie and Bartolus Oct. Happy simplicitie Ia. My dearest and my best one Don Iamie Oct.
delighted with the sport That if there were no just cause thou wouldst make one Or be engag'd thy selfe This godly calling Thou hast followed five and twenty yeares and studied The Criticismes of contentions and art thou In so few houres transform'd certaine this night Thou hast had strange dreames or rather visions Cler. Yes Sir I have seene fooles and fighters chain'd together And the Fighters had the upper hand and whipt first The poore Sotts laughing at 'em What I have bin It skils not what I will be is resolv'd on Din. Why then you 'll fight no more Cler. Such is my purpose Din. On no occasion Cler. There you stagger me Some kind of wrongs there are which flesh and blood Cannot endure Din. Thou wouldst not willingly Live a protested coward or be call'd one Cler. Words are but words Din. Nor would'st thou take a blow Cler. Not from my friend though drunke and from an enemy I thinke much lesse Din. There 's some hope of thee left then Wouldst thou heare me behind my back disgrac'd Cler. Do you think I am a rogue they that should do it Had better bin borne dumbe Din. Or in thy presence See me o're-charg'd with odds Cler. I 'd fall my selfe first Din. Would'st thou endure thy Mistris be taken from thee And thou sit quiet Cler. There you touch my honour No French man can endure that Din. Pl upon thee Why dost thou talke of Peace then that dar'st suffer Nothing or in thy selfe or in thy friend That is unmanly Cler. That I grant I cannot But I 'll not quarrell with this Gentleman For wearing stammell Breeches or this Gamester For playing a thousand pounds that owes me nothing For this mans taking up a common Wench In raggs and lowsie then maintaining her Caroached in cloth of Tissue nor five hundred Of such like toyes that at no part concerne me Marry where my honour or my friend is questioned I have a Sword and I thinke I may use it To the cutting of a Rascalls throat or so Like a good Christian Din. Thou art of a fine Religion And rather then we 'll make a Schisme in friendship I will be of it But to be serious Thou art acquainted with my tedious love-suit To faire Lamira Cler. Too well Sir and remember Your presents courtship that 's too good a name Your slave-like services your morning musique Your walking three houres in the raine at midnight To see her at her window sometimes laugh'd at Sometimes admitted and vouchsaf'd to kisse Her glove her skirt nay I have heard her slippers How then you triumph'd Here was love forsooth Din. These follies I deny not Such a contemptible thing my dotage made me But my reward for this Cler. As you deserv'd For he that makes a goddesse of a Puppet Merits no other recompence Din. This day friend For thou art so Cler. I am no flatterer Din. This proud ingratefull she is married to Lame Champernell Cler. I know him he has bin As tall a Sea-man and has thriv'd as well by 't The losse of a legg and an Arme deducted as any That ever put from Marseils you are tame Pl on 't it mads me if it were my case I should kill all the family Din. Yet but now You did preach patience Cler. I then came from confession And 't was enjoyn'd me three houres for a pennance To be a peaceable man and to talke like one But now all else being pardon'd I begin On a new Tally Foot doe any thing I 'll second you Din. I would not willingly Make red my yet white conscience yet I purpose In the open street as they come from the Temple For this way they must passe to speake my wrongs And doe it boldly Musick playes Cler. Were thy tongue a Cannon I would stand by thee boy they come upon 'em Din. Obserue a little first Cler. This is fine fidling Enter Vertaigne Champernell Lamira Nurse Beaupre Verdoone An Epithalamin Song at the Wedding COme away bring on the Bride And place her by her Lovers side You faire troope of Maides attend her Pure and holy thoughts be friend her Blush and wish you Virgins all Many such faire nights may fall Chorus Hymen fill the house with joy All thy sacred fires employ Blesse the Bed with holy love Now faire or be of Beauty move Din. Stand by for 't will be heard Verta. This is strange rudenesse Din. 'T is courtship ballanced with injuries You all looke pale with guilt but I will dy Your cheekes with blushes if in your sear'd veines There yet remaine so much of honest blood To make the colour first to ye my Lord The Father of this Bride whom you have sent Alive into her grave Champ. How to her grave Dina. Be patient sir I 'll speake of you anon You that allowed me liberall accesse To make my way with service and approv'd of My birth my person yeares and no base fortune You that are rich and but in this held wise too That as a Father should have look'd upon Your Daughter in a Husband and aim'd more At what her youth and heat of blood requir'd In lawfull pleasures then the parting from Your Crownes to pay her dowre you that already Have one foot in the grave yet study profit As if you were assur'd to live here ever What poore end had you in this choice in what Deserve I your contempt my house and honours At all parts equall yours my fame as faire And not to praise my selfe the City rankes me In the first file of her most hopefull Gentry But Champernell is rich and needs a nurse And not your gold And add to that he 's old too His whole estate in likelihood to descend Upon a Family Here was providence I grant but in a Nobleman base thrift No Merchants nay no Pirats sell for Bondmen Their Countrey-men but you a Gentleman To save a little gold have sold your Daughter To worse then slaverie Cler. This was spoke home indeed Bean. Sir I shall take some other time to tell you That this harsh language was delivered to An old man but my Father Din. At your pleasure Cler. Proceed in your designe let me alone To answer him or any man Verd. You presume Too much upon your name but may be cousin'd Din. But for you most unmindfull of my service For now I may upbraid you and with honour Since all is lost and yet I am a gainer In being deliver'd from a torment in you For such you must have bin you to whom nature Gave with a liberall hand most excellent forme Your education language and discourse And judgement to distinguish when you shall With feeling sorrow understand how wretched And miserable you have made your selfe And but your selfe have nothing to accuse Can you with hope from any beg compassion But you will say you serv'd your Fathers pleasure Forgetting that unjust commands of Parents Are not to be obey'd or that you are rich And that to wealth
woman that repaires to me To noint my beaten body Sam. It concernes you You have bin swing'd La-writ Let it concerne thee too Goe and be beaten speake scurvy words as I did Speake to that Lion Lord waken his anger And have a hundred Bastinado's doe Three broken pates thy teeth knockt out doe Sampson Thy valiant armes and leggs beaten to Poultesses Doe silly Sampson doe 1 Cly. You wrong the gentleman To put him out of his right minde thus You wrong us and our Causes La-writ Downe with him gentlemen Turne him and beat him if he breake our peace Then when thou hast bin Lam'd thy small guts perisht Then talke to me before I scorne thy counsell Feele what I feele and let my Lord repaire thee Sam. And can the brave La-writ 2 Cly. Tempt him no further Be warn'd and say no more La-writ If thou doest Sampson Thou seest my Mirmidons I 'le let 'em loose That in a moment Sam. I say nothing sir but I could wish La-wr. They shall destroy thee wishing There 's ne'r a man of these but have lost ten Causes Dearer then ten mens lives tempt and thou diest Goe home and smile upon my Lord mine Uncle Take Money of the men thou meanest to Cozen Drinke Wine and eat good meat and live discreetly Talke little 't is an Antidote against a beating Keep thy hand from thy sword and from thy Laundresse placket And thou wilt live long 1 Cly. Give eare and be instructed La-writ I find I am wiser then a Justice of Peace now Give me the wisdome that 's beaten into a man That sticks still by him art thou a new man Sam. Yes yes Thy learned precepts have inchanted me La-writ Goe my son Sampson I have now begot thee I 'le send thee causes speake to thy Lord and live And lay my share by goe and live in peace Put on new suites and shew fit for thy place That man neglects his living is an Asse Exit Samp. Farewell come chearly boyes about our businesse Now welcome tongue againe hang Swords 1 Cly. Sweet Advocate Exeunt Enter Nurse and Charlote Nur. I know not wench they may call 'em what they wil Outlawes or theeves but I am sure to me One was an honest man he us'd me well What I did 't is no matter he complain'd not Char. I must confesse there was one bold with me too Some coy thing would say rude but 't is no matter I was to pay a Waiting womans ransome And I have don 't and I would pay 't againe Were I taine to morrow Nur. Alas there was no hurt If 't be a sin for such as live at hard meat And keepe a long Lent in the woods as they doe To tast a little flesh Char. God help the Courtiers That ly at racke and manger Nurse I shall love A theefe the better for this while I live They are men of a charitable vocation And give where there is need and with discretion And put a good speed penny in my purse That has bin empty twenty yeares Char. Peace Nurse Farewell and cry not rost meate me thinkes Cleremont And my Lady Anabell are in one night Familliarly acquainted Nurse I observe it If she have got a penny too Enter Vertaigne Champernell and Provost Charl. No more My Lord Mounsier Vertaigne the provost too Hast and acquaint my Lady Exit Nurse and Charl. Pro. Wonderous strainge Vert. 'T is true Sir on my credit Cham. On mine honour Pro. I have bin provost-Marshall twenty yeares And have trussed up a thousand of these rascalls But so nere Paris yet I never met with One of that Brotherhood Cham. We to our cost have But will you search the wood Pro. It is beset They cannot scape us Nothing makes me wonder So much as having you within their power They let you goe it was a Courtesy That French theeves use not often I much pitty The Gentle Ladyes yet I know not how I rather hope then feare Enter Dinant Cleremont Verdoone Beaupre Lamira Anabell Charlote Nurse Are these the prisoners Din. We were such Verta. Kill me not excesse of joy Cham. I see thou livest but hast thou had no fowle play Lam. No on my soule my usage hath bin noble Far from all violence Cham. How were you freed But kisse me first wee 'll talk of that at leasure I am glad I have thee Neice how you keepe off As you knew me not Ana. Sir I am where I owe most duty Cler. 'T is indeed most true Sir The man that should have bin your bed fellow Your Lordships Bedfellow that could not smell out A Virgin of sixteene that was your foole To make you merry this poore simple fellow Has met the maid agen and now she knowes He is a man Cham. How is she dishonoured Cler. Not unlesse marriage be dishonourable Heaven is a witnesse of our happy contract And the next Priest we meete shall warrant it To all the world I lay with her in jeast 'T is turn'd to earnest now Cham. Is this true Neice Din. Her blushing silence grants it nay Sir storme not He is my friend and I can make this good His birth and fortunes equall hers your Lordship Might have sought out a worse we are all friends too All differences end thus Now Sir unlesse You would raise new dissentions make perfect What is so well begun Verta. That were not manly Lam. Let me perswade you Cham. Well God give you joy She shall not come a Begger to you Sir For you Monsieur Dinant ere long I 'll shew you Another Neico to this not much inferiour As you shall like proceed Din. I thanke you Sir Cham. Backe then to Paris well that travell ends That makes of deadly enemies perfect friends Exeunt omnes Prologue TO promise much before a play begin And when 't is done aske pardon were a sinne Wee 'll not be guilty of and to excuse Before we know a fault were to abuse The writers and our selves for I dare say We all are foold if this be not a Playe And such a play as shall so should playes doe Impe times dull wings and make you merry too 'T was to that purpose writ so we intend it And we have our wisht ends if you commend it Epilogue Gentlemen I Am sent forth to enquire what you decree Of us and our Poets they will be This night exceeding merry so will we If you approve their labours They professe You are their patrons and we say no lesse Resolve us then for you can onely tell Whither we have done id'ly or done well FINIS The Custome of the Countrey Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Rutillio and Arnoldo Rut. WHy doe you grieve thus still Arn. 'T wold melt a Marble And tame a savage man to feele my fortune Rut. What fortune I have liv'd this 30. yeares And run through all these follies you call fortunes Yet never fixt on any good and constant But what I made my selfe why should I grieve then
don boy Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Gerrard and Floriz Ger. By this time Sir I hope you want no reasons Why I broke off your marriage for though I Should as a Subject study you my Prince In things indifferent it will not therefore Discredit you to acknowledge me your Father By harkning to my necessary counsells Flo. Acknowledge you my Father Sir I do And may impiety conspiring with My other Sinnes sinck me and sodainly When I forget to pay you a Sonnes duty In my obedience and that help'd forth With all the cheerefullnesse Ger. I pray you rise And may those powers that see and love this in you Reward you for it Taught by your example Having receiv'd the rights due to a Father I tender you th' allegance of a Subject Which as my Prince accept of Flo. Kneele to me May mountaines first fall down beneath their valleys And fire no more mount upwards when I suffer An act in nature so preposterous I must o'recome in this in all things else The victory be yours could you here read me You should perceive how all my faculties Triumph in my blest fate to be found yours I am your son your son Sir and am prouder To be so to the Father to such goodnesse Which heaven be pleas'd I may inherit from you Then I shall ever of those specious titles That plead for my succession in the Earldome Did I possesse it now left by my mother Ger. I do beleeve it but Flo. O my lov'd Father Before I knew you were so by instinct Nature had taught me to look on your wants Not as a strangers and I know not how What you call'd charity I thought the payment Of some religious debt nature stood bound for And last of all when your magnificent bounty In my low ebb of fortune had brought in A flood of blessings though my threatning wants And feare of their effects still kept me stupid I soone found out it was no common pitty That lead you to it Ger. Thinke of this hereafter When we with joy may call it to remembrance There will be a time more opportune then now To end your story with all circumstances I add this only when we fled from Woolfort I sent you into England and there placed you With a brave Flanders Merchant call'd rich Goswin A man supplyed by me unto that purpose As bound by oath never to discover you Who dying left his name and wealth unto you As his reputed Son and yet receiv'd so But now is Florez and a Prince remember The countreys and the subjects generall good Must challenge the first part in your affection The faire maid whom you chose to be your wife Being so far beneath you that your love Must grant shee 's not your equall Flo. In discent Or borrowed glories from dead Ancestors But for her beauty chastity and all vertues Ever remembred in the best of women A Monarch might receive from her not give Though she were his Crownes purchase In this only Be an indulgent Father in all else Use my authority Enter Hubert Hemskirke Woolfort Bertha and Souldiers Hub. Sir here be two of 'em The Father and the Son the rest you shall have As fast as I can rouze them Ger. Who 's this Woolfort Wool I Criple your faigned crutches wil not help you Nor patch'd disguise that hath so long conceal'd you It 's now no halting I must here finde Gerrard And in this Merchants habit one called Florez Who would be an Earl Ger. And is wert thou a subject Flo. Is this that Traitor Woolfort Woolf. Yes but you Are they that are betraid Hemskirke Ber. My Goswin Turn'd Prince ô I am poorer by this greatnesse Then all my former jealousies or misfortunes Flo. Gertrud Woolf. Stay Sir you were to day too neare her You must no more ayme at those easy accesses Lesse you can do 't in aire without a head Which shall be sodainly tri'de Ber. O take my heart first And since I cannot hope now to enjoy him Let me but fall a part of his glad ransome Woolf. You know not your own value that entreat Ger. So proud a fiend as Woolfort VVoolf. For so lost A thing as Florez Flo. And that would be so Rather then she should stoop againe to thee There is no death but 's sweeter then all life When VVoolfort is to give it O my Gertrude It is not that nor Princedom that I goe from It is from thee that losse includeth all Wool I if my young Prince knew his losse hee would say so VVhich that he yet may chew on I will tell him This is no Gertrude nor no Hemskirks Niece Nor Vandoncks daughter this is Bertha Bertha The heir of Brabant she that caus'd the warr Whom I did steale during my treaty there For your minority to raise my selfe I then fore-seeing 't would beget a quarrell That a necessity of my employment The same employment make me master of strength That strength the Lord of Flanders so of Brabant By marrying her which had not been to doe Sir She come of years but that the expectation First of her Fathers death retarded it And since the standing out of Bruges where Hemskirke had hid her till she was neer lost But Sir we have recover'd her your Merchantship May breake for this was one of your best bottoms I thinke Ger. Insolent Devill Enter Hubert with Jaqueline Gynks and Costin Woolf. Who are these Hemskirke Hem. More more Sir Flo. How they triumph in their treachery Hem. Lord Arnold of Benthusin this Lord Costin This Jaqueline the sister unto Florez Wol. All found why here 's brave game this was sport-royall And puts me in thought of a new kind of death for 'em Hunts-man your horn first wind me Florez fall Next Gerrards then his daughter Jaquelins Those rascalls they shall dye without their rights Hang 'em Hemskirke on these trees I l'e take The assay of these my selfe Hub. Not here my Lord Let 'em be broken up upon a scaffold T will shew the better when their arbour 's made Ger. Wretch art thou not content thou hast betraid us But mocke us too Ginks. False Hubert this is monstrous Wool Hubert Hem. VVho this Ger. Yes this is Hubert Woolfort I hope he ha's helpt himselfe to a tree Woolf. The first The first of any and most glad I have you Sir I let you goe before but for a traine Is 't you have done this service Hub. As your Hunts-man But now as Hubert save your selves I will The Woolf 's a foote let slip kill kill kill kill Enter with a drum Van-donck Merchants Higgen Prig Ferret Snap Woolf. Betray'd Hub. No but well catch'd and I the Huntsman Van-d. How do you Woolfort Rascal good knave Wool I speake it now without the Rose and Hemskirck Rogue Hemskirck you that have no neice this Lady Was stolen by you and tane by you and now Resign'd by me to the right owner here Take her my Prince Flo. Can this be
Put. If ye goe on Sir For they will kill yee certainly they look for yee Anc. I see your Lordships bound take a suppository T is I Sir a poor cast Flag of yours The foolish Tartars They burne and kill and 't like your honour kill us Kill with Guns with Guns my Lord with Guns Sir What sayes your Lordship to a chick in sorrell sops Put. Go go thy wayes old true-peny Thou hast but one fault Thou art ev'n too valiant Come toth ' Army gentlemen and let 's make them acquainted Sold. Away we are for ye Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Alinda and two gentlewomen Al. Why whither run ye fools wil ye leave my Lady Petes. The Tartar comes the Tartar comes Al. Why let him I had thought you had feard no men upon my conscience You have try'd their strengths already stay for shame Pet. Shift for thy selfe Alinda Exit Al. Beauty blesse ye Into what Grooms Feather-bed will yee creep now And there mistake the enemy sweet youths ye are And of a constant courage are you afraid of foyning Enter Olimpia Olim. O my good wench what shall become of us The Posts come hourely in and bring new danger The Enemy is past the Volga and beares hither With all the bloud and crueltie he carries My brother now will find his fault Al. I doubt me Somewhat too late to Madam but pray feare not All will be well I hope Sweet Madam shake not Ol. How cam'st thou by this spirit our Sex tremble Al. I am not unacquainted with these dangers And you shall know my truth for e're you perish A hundred swords shall passe through me 't is but dying And Madam we must doe it the manner 's all You have a Princely Birth take Princely thoughts to ye And take my councell too goe presently With all the haste yee have I will attend ye With all the possible speed to old Lord Archas He honours yee with all your art perswade him I will be a dismall time else wooe him hither But hither Madam make him see the danger For your new Generall looks like an Asse There 's nothing in his face but losse Olim. I le doe it And thank thee sweet Alinda O my Jewell How much I am bound to love thee by this hand wench If thou wert a man Al. I would I were to fight for yee But haste deare Madam Ol. I need no spurres Alinda Exeunt Scaen. 5. Enter Duke 2. Posts Attendants Gent. Duk. The Lord Generall sick now is this a time For men to creep into their beds what 's become Post Of my Lieutenant Post Beaten and 't please your Grace And all his forces sparkled Duk. That 's but cold newes Enter a Gent. How now what good newes are the souldiers ready Ge. Yes sir but fight they wil not nor stir from that place They stand in now unlesse they have Lord Archas To lead 'em out they raile upon this Generall And sing songs of him scurvy songs to worse tunes And much they spare not you sir here they sweare They 'll stand and see the Citie burnt dance about it Unlesse Lord Archas come before they fight for 't It must be so sir Du. I could wish it so too And to that end I have sent Lord Burris to him But all I feare will faile we must dye gentlemen And one stroak wee 'll have for 't Enter Burris What bringst thou Burris Bur. That I am loath to tell he will not come sir I found him at his prayers there he tells me The enemy shall take him sit for heaven I urg'd to him all our dangers his owne worthes The Countries ruine nay I kneeld and pray'd him I se shooke his head let fall a teare and pointed Thus with his finger to the ground a grave I think he meant and this was all he answer'd Your Grace was much too blame Where 's the new Generall Duk. He is sick poore man Bur. Hee 's a poore man indeed Sir Your Grace must needs goe to the souldier Duke They have sent me word They will not stirre they raile at me And all the spight they have Shout within Enter Archas Olimpia and Alinda What shout is that there Is the enemy come so neare Olim. I have brought him Sir At length I have woo'd him thus farre Duke Happy sister O blessed woman Olim. Use him nobly brother You never had more need And gentlemen All the best powers yee have to tongues turn presently To winning and perswading tongues all my art Onely to bring him hither I have utter'd Let it be yours to arme him And good my Lord Though I exceed the limit you allow'd me Which was the happinesse to bring ye hither And not to urge yee farther yet see your Countrey Out of your owne sweet spirit now behold it Turne round and look upon the miseries Of every side the seares ô see the dangers We finde 'em soonest therefore heare me first sir Duke Next heare your Prince You have said you lov'd him Archas And thought your life too little for his service Thinke not your vow to great now now the time is And now you are brought toth ' test touch right now souldier Now shew the manly pureness of thy mettle Now if thou beest that valued man that vertue That great obedience teaching all now stand it What I have said forget my youth was hasty And what you laid your selfe forgive you were angry If men could live without their faults they were gods Archas He weeps holds his hāds up to him Burris Bur. You have shew'd the Prince his faults And like a good Surgeon you have laid That to 'em makes 'em smart hee feeles it Let 'em not fester now sir your owne honour The bountie of that minde and your allegeance 'Gainst which I take it heaven gives no command sir Nor seales no vow can better teach ye now What yee have to doe then I or this necessity Onely this little 's left would ye doe nobly And in the eye of honour truely triumph Conquer that minde first and then men are nothing Alin. Last a poor virgin kneels for loves sake General If ever you have lov'd for her sake sir For your owne honesty which is a virgin Look up and pitty us be bold and fortunate You are a Knight a good and noble souldier And when your spurs were given ye your sword buckl'd Then were you sworne for vertues cause for beauties For chastity to strike strike now they suffer Now draw your sword or else you are recreant Onely a Knight i th' heeles i th' heart a Coward Your first vow honour made your last but anger Ar. How like my vertuous wife this thing looks speaks too So would she chide my dulnesse faire one I thank yee My gracious sir your pardon next your hand Madam your favour and your prayers gentlemen Your wishes and your loves and pretty sweet one A favour for your Souldier Olim. Give him this wench Al. Thus doe I
tye on victory Ar. My Armour My horse my sword my tough staffe and my fortune And Olin now I come to shake thy glorie Duk. Goe brave and prosperous our loves go with thee Ol. Full of thy vertue and our prayers attend thee Bur. c. Loden with victory and we to honour thee Al. Come home the son of honour And I le serve ye Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Duke Burris and two Gentlemen Duke No newes of Archas yet Bur. But now and 't please ye A Post came in Letters he brought none with him But this deliver'd He saw the Armies joyne The game of bloud begun and by our Generall Who never was acquainted but with Conquest So bravely fought he saw the Tartars shaken And there he said he left 'em Duke Where 's Boroskie 1 Gen. He is up againe and 't please ye Bur. Sir me thinks This newes should make yee lightsome bring joy to ye It strikes our hearts with generall comfort Ex. Du. Gone What should this meane so suddenly Hee 's well 2. Gen. We see no other 1. Would the rest were well too That put these starts into him Bur. I le goe after him 2. 'T will not be fit Sir h 'as some secret in him He would not be disturb'd in know you any thing Has crost him since the Generall went Bur. Not any If there had been I am sure I should have found it Onely I have heard him oft complaine for money Money he sayes he wants 1. It may be that then Bur. To him that has so many wayes to raise it And those to honest it cannot be Enter Duke and Boroskie 1. He comes back And Lord Boroskie with him Bur. There the game goes I feare some new thing hatching Du. Come hether Burris Go see my Sister and commend me to her And to my litle Mistrisse give this token Tell her I 'le see her shortly Bur. Yes I shall sir Ex. Bur and Gent. Du. Waite you without I would yet try him further Bor. 'T will not be much amisse has your grace heard yet Of what he has done i' th' field Du. A Post but now Came in who saw 'em joyne and has deliver'd The enemy gave ground before he parted Bor. 'T is well Du. Come speake thy mind man 't is not for fighting And noise of War I keepe thee in my bosome Thy ends are nearer to me from my childhood Thou brought'st me up and like another nature Made good all my necessities speake boldly Bor. Sir what I utter will be thought but envy Though I intend high heaven knows but your honour When vaine and empty people shall proclaime me Good sir excuse me Du. Do you feare me for your enemy Speake on your dutie Bor. Then I must and dare sir When he comes home take heed the Court receive him not Take heed he meet not with their loves and praises That glasse will shew him ten times greater Sir And make him strive to make good that proportion Then ere his fortune bred him he is honourable At least I strive to understand him so And of a nature if not this way poyson'd Perfect enough easie sweet but those are soone seduc'd sir He 's a great man and what that pill may worke Prepar'd by generall voyces of the people Is the end of all my councell only this sir Let him retire a while there 's more hangs by it Then you know yet there if he stand a while well But till the Souldier coole who for their service You must pay now most liberally most freely And shewrd your selfe into 'em 't is the bounty They follow with their loves and not the bravery Enter 2 Gent. Du. But wher 's the money how now 2 Gent. Sir the Collonell Son to the Lord Archas with most happy newes Of the Tartars overthrow without here Attends your graces pleasure Bor. Be not seen sir He 's a bold fellow let me stand his thunders Toth ' Court he must not come no blessing here sir No face of favour if you love your honour Enter Theo Du. Do what you thinke is meetest I 'le retire sir Ex. Bor. Conduct him in sir welcome noble Collonell The. That 's much from your Lordship pray where 's the Duke Bor. We heare you have beat the Tartar The. Is he busie sir Bor. Have ye taken Olin yet The. I would faine speake with him Bor. How many men have ye lost The. Do's he lye this way Bor. I am sure you fought it bravely The. I must see him Bor. You cannot yet ye must not what 's your Commission The. No gentleman o' th' Chamber here Bor. Why pray ye sir Am not I fit to entertaine your businesse The. I thinke you are not sir I am sure ye shall not I bring no tales nor flatteries In my tongue sir I carry no fork'd stings Bor. You keepe your bluntnesse The. You are deceiv'd it keeps me I had felt else Some of your plagues ere this but good sir trifle not I have businesse to the Duke Bor. He 's not well sir And cannot now be spoke withall The. Not well sir How would he ha' been if we had lost not well sir I bring him newes to make him well his enemie That would have burnt his City here and your house too Your brave gilt house my Lord your honours hangings Where all your Ancestors and all their battles Their silke and golden battles are descipher'd That would not only have abus'd your buildings Your goodly buildings sir and have drunke dry your butteries Purlcin'd your Lordships plate the Duke bestow'd on you For turning hansomely o' th toe and trim'd your Virgins Trim'd 'em of a new cut and 't like your Lordship 'T is ten to one your wife too and the curse is You had had no remedy against these Rascals No Law and 't like your honour would have kil'd you too And roasted ye and eaten ye ere this time Notable knaves my Lord unruly Rascals These youths have we tide up put muzzels on 'em And pair'd their nailes that honest civill Gentlemen And such most noble persons as your selfe is May live in peace and rule the land with a twine thread These newes I bring Bor. And were they thus deliver'd ye Theod. My Lord I am no pen-man nor no Orator My tongue was never oyl'd with Here and 't like ye There I beseech yee weigh I am a souldier And truth I covet onely no fine termes sir I come not to stand treating here my businesse Is with the Duke and of such generall blessing Bor. You have overthrowne the enemy we know it And we rejoyce in 't ye have done like honest subjects You have done handsomely and well Theod. But well sir But handsomly and well what are we juglers I le doe all that in cutting up a Capon But handsomely and well does your Lordship take us For the Dukes Tumblers we have done bravely sir Ventur'd our lives like men Bor. Then bravely be it Theod.
Monstrous and Magnanimous Invincible Erota Gonz. O good cousin now I have you I le meet you in your Coat Mo. Coat I have my horse-mans coat I must confesse Lin'd through with Velvet and a Scarlet out-side If you 'll meet me in 't I le send for t And cousin you shall see me with much comfort For it is both a new one and a right one It did not come collaterall Gon. Adieu good cousin at this present I have some businesse Mo. Farewell excellent cousin Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter Gonzalo and Fernando Gonz. CAndy I say is lost already Fer. Yes If to be conqueror be to be lost Gonz. You have it one dayes conquest hath undone them And sold them to their vassalage for what Have I else toyl'd my braines profusely emptied My moneyes but to make them slaves to Venice That so in case the sword did lose his edge Then Art might sharpen hers Fer. Gonzalo how Gonz. Fernando thus you see how through this Land Both of the best and basest I am honour'd I onely gave the State of Venice notice When where and how to land or you had found A better entertainment I was he Encourag'd young Antinous to affront The devill his father for the devill I think Dares not doe more in battaile Fer. But why did ye I finde no such great policie in that Gonz. Indeed Fernando thou canst fight not plot Had they continu'd one they two alone Were of sufficient courage and performance To beat an Armie Fern. Now by all my hopes I rather shall admire then envy vertue Gonz. Why then by all your hopes you 'll rather have Your Braines knockt out then learne how to be wise You States-man Well sir I did more then this When Cassilane crav'd from the common treasure Pay for his Souldiers I strook home and lent him An hundred thousand Duckets Fer. Marry sir The policy was little the love lesse And honesty least of all Gonz How say ye by that Go fight I say goe fight I le talke no more with you You are insensible Fer. Well I shall observe ye Gonz. Why look you sir by this meanes have I got The greatest part of Cassilanes estate Into my hands which he can ne're redeem But must of force sinke do you conceive me now Fer. So But why have you importuned the Senate For me to sojourne with them Gonz. There 's the quintessence The soule and grand elixer of my wit For he according to his noble nature Will not be knowne to want though he do want And will be bankrupted so much the sooner And made the subject of our scorne and laughter Fern. Here 's a perfect plotted stratagem Gonz. Why could you Imagine that I did not hate in heart My Countreyes enemies yes yes Fernando And I will be the man that shall undoe them Fer. Ye are in a ready way Gonz. I was never out on 't Enter Gaspero Gonz. Peace Here comes a wise Coxcombe a tame Coward Now worthy Gaspero what You come I know to be my Lord Fernando's Conducter to old Cassilane Gas To wait upon him Gonz. And my Lords the Senators sent you Gasp. My noble Lord they did Gonz. My Lord Fernando This gentleman as humble as you see him Is even this Kingdomes treasure In a word 'T is his chiefe glory that he is not wiser Then honest nor more honest then approv'd In truth and faith Gasp. My Lord Gonz. You may be bold To trust him with your bosome he 'll not deceive If you relie upon him once Ferd. Your name is Gaspero Gasp. Your servant Gonz. Goe commend me Right honest Gaspero commend me heartily To noble Cassilane tell him my love Is vow'd to him Gas I shall Gonz. I know you will My Lord I cannot long be absent from you Fer. Sir you are now my guide Exit Gonz. Thus my designes Run uncontroul'd yet Venice though I be Intelligencer to thee in my braine Are other large Projects for if proud Erota Bend to my lure I will be Candy's King And Duke of Venice too Ha Venice too O 't was prettily shov'd in why not Erota May in her love seale all sure if she swallow The bait I am Lord of both if not yet Candy Despight of all her power shall be ruin'd Enter Cassilane Arcanes and Annophill Cas. Urge me no farther Annophill Anno. My Lord Cas. Thy fathers poverty has made thee happie For though 't is true this solitary life Sutes not with youth and beautie O my childe Yet 't is the sweetest Guardian to protect Chaste names from Court-aspersions there a Lady Tender and delicate in yeares and graces That doats upon the charmes of ease and pleasure Is ship-wrackt on the shore for 't is much safer To trust the Ocean in a leaking ship Then follow greatnesse in the wanton rites Of luxurie and sloth Ann. My wishes sir Have never soar'd a higher flight then truely To finde occasion wherein I might witnesse My duty and obedience Cas. 'T is well said Canst thou forbeare to laugh Arcanes Arc. Why sir Cas. To look upon my beggerie to look upon My patience in my beggerie Tell me Does it shew handsome bravely Handsome thou wilt flatter me And sweare that I am miserable Arc. Nothing More glorifies the noble and the valiant Then to despise contempt if you continue But to enjoy your selfe you in your selfe Enjoy all store besides Cas. An excellent change I that some seven Apprentice-ships commanded A hundred Ministers that waited on My nod and sometimes twenty thousand souldiers Am now retir'd attended in my age By one poore maid followed by one old man Arc. Sir you are lower in your owne repute Then you have reason for Cas. The Romane Captaines I meane the best such as with their blouds Purchas'd their Countreyes peace the Empires glorie Were glad at last to get them to some Farmes Off-from the clamours of the ingratefull great ones And the unsteddy multitude to live As I doe now and 't was their blessing too Let it be ours Arcanes Arc. I cannot but Applaud your scorne of injuries Cas. Of injuries Arcanes Annophill lend both your hands So what say yee now Arc. Why now my Lord Cas. I sweare By all my past prosperities thus standing Between you two I thinke my selfe as great As mighty as if in the Capitoll I stood amidst the Senators with all The Cretane subjects prostrate at my feet Ann. Sir you are here more safe Cas. And more beloved Why look yee sirs I can forget the weaknesse Of the traduced souldiers the neglect Of the faire-spoken Senate the impietie Of him the villaine whom to my dishonour The World miscalls my son But by the Arc. Sir remember that you promis'd no occasion Should move your patience Cas. Thou do'st chide me friendly He shall not have the honour to be thought upon Amongst us Enter a Servant Now the newes Ser. The Secretarie With the Venetian prisoner desire Admittance to your Lordship Cas. How to me
nature that thing made so stony But it would love what ever it begot Ant. He that begot me did beget these cares Which are good issues though happily by him Esteemed monsters nay the ill-judging world Is likely enough to give them those Characters Phi. What 's this to love and to love and to the Lady he 's old Wrathfull perverse selfe-will'd and full of anger Which are his faults but let them not be thine He thrusts you from his love she puls thee on He doubts your vertues she doth double them O either use thy owne eyes or take mine And with them my heart then thou wilt love her Nay doate upon her more then on thy duty And men will praise thee equally for it Neglecting her condemne thee as a man Unworthy such a fortune O Antinous 'T is not the friendship that I beare to thee But her command that makes me utter this And when I have prevail'd let her but say Philander you must dye or this is nothing It shall be done together with a breath With the same willingnesse I live to serve her Er. No more Philander Phi. All I have done is little yet to purpose But ere I leave him I will perceive him blush And make him feele the passions that I do And every true lover will assist me in 't And lend me their sad sighs to blow it home For Cupid wants a dart to wound this bosome Er. No more no more Philander I can endure no more Pray let him goe go good Antinous make peace With your owne mind no matter though I perish Ex. Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Hyparcha and Mochingo Hyp. I Cannot help it Mo. Nor do I require it The malady needs no Phisitian Helpe hospitall people Hyp. I am glad to heare You are so valliant Mo. Valiant Can any man be proud that is not valiant Foolish woman what wouldst thou say thou I know not what to call thee Hyp. I can you For I can call you Coxcome Asse and Puppy Mo. You do do it I thanke you Hyp. That you 'l lose a fortune Which a Cobler better deserves then thou dost Mo. Do not provoke my magnanimity For when I am insens'd I am insensible Go tell thy Lady that hath sent me word She will discard me that I discard her And throw a scorne upon her which I would not But that she does me wrong Enter Erota and Antinous Ant. Do you not glory in your conquest more To take some great man prisoner then to kill him And shall a Lady find lesse mercie from you That yeilds her selfe your Captive and for her Ransome Will give the jewell of her life her heart Which she hath lockt from all men but thy selfe For shame Antinous throw this dulnesse off Art thou a man no where but in the field Hyp. He must here Drums and Trumpets ere he sleeps And at this instant dreames he 's in his Armour These Iron-hearted Souldiers are so cold Till they be beaten to a womans armes And then they love 'em better then their owne No Fort can hold them out Ant. What pitty is it Madam that your selfe Who are all excellence should become so wretched To thinke on such a wretch as griefe hath made me Seldom despairing men looke up to heaven Although it still speake to 'em in its glories For when sad thoughts perplexe the mind of man There is a plumit in the heart that waighs And puls us living to the dust we came from Did you but see the miseries you pursue As I the happinesse that I avoid That doubles my afflictions you would flye Unto some wildernesse or to your grave And there find better comforts then in me For love and cares can never dwell together Er. They should If thou hadst but my love and I thy cares Ant. What wild beast in the Desart but would be Taught by this Tongue to leave his crueltie Though all the beauties of the face were vail'd But I am savager than any beast And shall be so till Decius do arive Whom with so much submission I have sent Under my hand that if he do not bring His Benediction backe he must to me Be much more crueller then I to you Ero, Is 't but your fathers pardon you desire An. With his love then nothing next that like yours Er. Decius is come Enter Decius Ant. O welcome friend If I apprehend not Too much of joy there 's comfort in thy lookes Er. There is indeed I prethee Decius speake it De. How prethee Decius this woman 's strangly alter'd An. Why dost not speake good friend and tell me how The reverent blessing of my life received My humble lines wept he for joy Dec. No ther 's a letter will informe you more Yet I can tell you what I think will grieve you The old man is in want and angry still And povertie is the bellowes to the Coale More then distast from you as I imagine Ant. What 's here how 's this It cannot be now sure My griefes delude my senses Er. In his lookes I read a world of changes Decius marke With what a sad amazement he surveies The newes canst thou ghesse what 't is Dec. None good I feare Er. I feare so too and then Ant. It is her hand Er. Are you not well Ant. Too well if I were ought But Rock this Letter would conclude my miseries Peruse it Lady and resolve me then In what a case I stand Dec. Sir the worst is Your fathers lownesse and distaste Ant. No Decius My sister writes Fernando has made suite For love to her and to expresse sincerely His constant truth hath like a noble Gentleman Discovered plots of treachery contriv'd By false Gonzalo not intending more The utter ruine of our house then generally Candies confusion Dec. 'T is a generous part Of young Fernando Ant. 'T is and I could wish All thrift to his affections Decius You find the summe on 't Madam Er. Yes I do Ant. And can you now yet think a heart opprest With such a throng of cares can entertaine An amorous thought love frees all toyles but one Calamitie and it can ill agree Er. Wil 't please ye speake my doome Ant. Alas great Lady Why will you flatter thus a desperate man That is quite cast away O had you not Procured the Senates warrant to enforce My stay I had not heard of these sad newes What would you have me do Er. Love me or kill me One word shall sentence either for as truth Is just if you refuse me I am resolute Not to out-live my thraldome Ant. Gentle Lady Er. Say must I live or dye Dec. My Lord how can you Be so inexorable here 's occasion Of succouring your father in his wants Securely profer'd pray sir entertaine it Er. What is my sentence Ant. What you please to have it Er. As thou art Gentle speake those words againe Ant. Madam you have prevail'd yet give me leave Without offence ere I resigne the
heart was even a bleeding in my body Dor. A curl'd haire gentleman stept in a stranger As he rod by belike he heard our bickering Saw our distresses drew his sword and prov'd He came to execute and not to argue Lord what a lightning me thought flew about him When he once toss'd his blade in face Adonis While peace inhabited between his eye-browes But when his noble anger stirr'd his mettle And blew his firie parts into a flame Like Pallas when she sits between two armies Viewing with horrid browes their sad events Such then hee look'd and as her shield had arm'd him Cal. This man sir were a friend to give an age for This gentleman I must love naturally Nothing can keep me off I pray you goe on sir Dor. I will for now you please me this brave youth This bud of Mars for yet he is no riper When once he had drawne bloud and flesh'd his sword Fitted his manly mettle to his spirit How he bestirr'd him what a lane he made And through their fierie Bullets thrust securely The hardned villaines wondring at his confidence Lame as I was I follow'd and admir'd too And stirr'd and laid about me with new spirit My men too with new hearts thrust into action And down the rogues went Cle. I am strook with wonder Dor. Remember but the storie of strong Hector When like to lightning he broke through his van-guard How the Greeks frighted ran away by Troops And trod downe Troops to save their lives so this man Dispers'd these slaves had they been more and mightier He had come off the greater and more wonder Cle. Where is the man good sir that we may honor him Cal. That we may fall in superstition to him Dor. I know not that from me he late departed But not without that pious care to see safe Me and my weak men lodg'd and dress'd I urg'd him First hither that I might more freely thanke him He told me he had businesse crav'd my pardon Businesse of much import Clean. Know you his name Dor. That he deny'd me too a vow had bard him Cal. In that he was not noble to be namelesse Dor. Daughter you must remēber him when I am dead And in a noble sort requite his piety 'T was his desire to dedicate this service To your faire thoughts Cal. He knowes me then Dor. I nam'd you And nam'd you mine I think that 's all his knowledge Cle. No name no being Cal. Now I am mad to know him Saving mine honour any thing I had now But to enjoy his sight but his bare picture Make me his Saint I must needs honour him Serv. I know his name Cal. There 's thy reward for 't speak it Ser. His man told me but he desir'd my silence Cal. O Jasper speak 't is thy good Masters cause too We all are bound ingratitude to compell thee Serv Lisander Yes I am sure it was Lisander Cal. Lisander 't was Lisander Cle. 'T is Lisander O my base thoughts my wicked To make question this act could be another mans 'T is Lisander a handsome timber'd man Serv. Yes Cle. My Lisander was this friends absence to bee mourn'd Cal. I grant it I le mourne his going now and mourne it seriously When you weep for him sir I le beare you company That so much honour so much honesty Should be in one man to doe things thus bravely Make me his Saint to me give this brave service VVhat may I doe to recompence his goodnesse I cannot tell Cle. Come sir I know you are sickly so are your men Dor. I must confesse I am weake And fitter for a bed then long discourses Cle. You shall hear to morrow to morrow provide Surgeons Dor. Lisander Cal. VVhat new fire is this Lisander Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Lisander and Lancelot Lis. PRethee good Lancelot remember that Thy Masters life is in thy trust and therefore Be very careful Lance. I will lose mine owne rather then hazard yours Lis. Take what disguise You in your owne discretion shall think fittest To keep your selfe unknowne Lanc. I warrant yee 'T is not the first time I have gone invisible I am as fine a Fairie in a businesse Concerning night-worke Lis. Leave your vanities VVith this purse which deliver'd You may spare your Oratory convey this Letter to Caliste's woman Lanc. 'T is a handsome girle Mistris Clarinda Lis. I have made her mine You know your work Lanc. And if I sweat not in it At my returne discarde me Exit Lisand. O Caliste the fairest cruellest Enter Clarange Clar. So early stirring a good day to you Lis. I was viewing sir The site of your house and the handsomnesse about it Believe me it stands healthfully and sweetly Clara. The house and master of it really Are ever at your service Lis. I returne it Now if you please goe forward in your storie Of your deare friend and Mistris Clara. I will tell it And tell it short because 't is breakfast time And love a tedious thing to a quick stomach You eate not yester-night Lis. I shall endure sir Clara. My selfe and as I then deliver'd to you A gentleman of noble hope one Lidian Both brought up from our infancy together One company one friendship and one exercise Ever affecting one bed holding us One griefe and one joy parted still between us More then companions twins in all our actions VVe grew up till we were men held one heart still Time call'd us on to Armes we were one souldier Alike we sought our dangers and our honours Gloried alike one in anothers noblenesse VVhen Armes had made us fit we were one lover VVe lov'd one woman lov'd without division And woo'd a long time with one faire affection And she as it appeares loves us alike too At length considering what our love must grow to And covet in the end this one was parted Rivalls and honours make men stand at distance VVe then woo'd with advantage but were friends still Saluted fairely kept the peace of love We could not both enjoy the Ladies favour Without some scandall to her reputation We put it to her choice this was her sentence To part both from her and the last returning Should be her Lord we obey'd and now you know it And for my part so truely I am touch'd with 't I will goe farre enough and be the last too Or ne're returne Lisand. A sentence of much cruelty But milde compar'd with what 's pronounc'd on me Our loving youth is borne to many miseries What is that Lidian pray ye Claran. Caliste's brother if ever you have heard of that faire Ladie Lisan. I have seen her sir Claran. Then you have seen a wonder Lisan. I doe confesse of what yeares is this Lidian Clara. About my years there is not much between us Lisan. I long to know him Clara. 'T is a vertuous longing As many hopes hang on his noble head As blossoms on a bough in May and sweet ones Lis. Ye are
begger That cannot change his money there 's the equality In our impartiall essence What 's the newes now Ent. a Servant Ser. Your worthy brother sir has left his charge And come to see you Ent. Shamounts brother a Souldier Sha. O the noblest welcome That ever came from man meet thy deservings Methinkes I 've all joyes treasure in mine armes now Soul You are so fortunate in prevention brother You alwaies leave the answerer barren sir You comprehend in few words so much worth Sha. 'T is all too little for thee come th' art welcome So I include all take especiall knowledge pray Of this deare Gentleman my absolute friend That loves a Souldier far above a Mistris Thou excellently faithfull to 'em both But love to manhood ownes the purer troath Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Shamonts brother a Souldier and a Lady the Dukes sister Lady THere should be in this gallery on th' are here Pray sit downe beleeve me sir I 'm weary Soul It well becomes a Lady to complaine a little Of what she never feeles your walke was short Madam You can be but affraid of wearinesse Which well employes the softnesse of your Sexe As for the thing it selfe you never came to 't La. Y' are wonderously well read in Ladies sir Soul Shall I thinke such a creature as you Madam Was ever borne to feele paine but in travell There 's your full portion Besides a little toothache in the breeding Which a kind husband too takes from you Madam La. But where do Ladies sir find such kind husbands Perhaps you have heard The Rhumaticke story of some loving Chandler now Or some such melting fellow that you talke So prodigall of mens kindnesse I confesse sir Many of those wives are happy their ambition Does reach no higher then to love and ignorance Which makes an excellent husband and a fond one Now sir your great ones aime at height and cunning And so are oft deceiv'd yet they must venture it For 't is a Ladies contumely sir To have a Lord an Ignorant then the worlds voice Will deeme her for a wanton ere she taste on 't But to deceive a wise man to whose circumspection The world resignes it selfe with all his envy 'T is lesse dishonour to us then to fall Because his beleev'd wisdome keepes out all Sould. Would I were the man Lady that should venture His wisedome to your goodnesse Lad. You might faile In the returne as many men have done sir I dare not justifie what is to come of me Because I know it not though I hope vertuously Marry what 's past or present I durst put Into a good mans hand Which if he take Upon my word for good it shall not couzen him Sol. No nor her after Lad. It may hap so too sir A womans goodnesse when she is a wise Lies much upon a mans desert believe it sir If there be fault in her I le pawn my life on 't 'T is first in him if she were ever good That makes one knowing not a husband yet Or what he may be I promise no more vertues Then I may well performe for that were cousenage Sol. Happy were he that had you with all feares That 's my opinion Lady Enter Shamont a servant listning Ser. What say you now sir Dare you give confidence to your owne eyes Sha. Not yet I dare not Ser. No Sha. Scarce yet or yet Although I see 't is he Why can a thing That 's but my selfe divided be so false Ser. Nay doe but marke how the chaire plaies his part too How amorously 't is bent Sha. Hell take thy bad thoughts For they are strange ones Never take delight To make a torment worse Look on 'em heaven For that 's a brother send me a faire enemy And take him for a fouler fiend there breathes not I will not sin to think there 's ill in her But what 's of his producing Yet goodnesse whose inclosure is but flesh Holds out oft times but sorrily But as black sir As ever kindred was I hate mine owne bloud Because it is so neare thine Live without honesty And maist thou dye with an unmoistned eye And no teare follow thee Ex. Shamont Servant Lad. Y' are wondrous merry sir I would your Brother heard you Sold. O my sister I would not out o th' way let fall my words Lady Por the precizest humour Enter Passionate Lord Pas. Yea so close Sol. Th' are merry that 's the worst you can report on 'em Th' are neither dangerous nor immodest Pas. So sir Shall I believe you think you Sold. Who 's this Lady Lad. O the Dukes Cousen he came late from travel sir Sold. Respect belongs to him Pas. For as I said Lady Th' are merry that 's the worst you can report of em Th' are neither dangerous nor immodest Sold. How 's this Pas. And there I think I left Sold. Abuses me Pas. Now to proceed Lady perhaps I swore I lov'd you If you believe me not y' are much the wiser Sol. He speaks still in my person and derides me Pas. For I can cog with you Lad. You can all doe so We make no question of mens promptness that way Pas. And smile wave a chair with comely grace too Play with our Tastle gently and doe fine things That catch a Lady sooner then a vertue Sol. I never us'd to let man live so long That wrong'd me Pa. Talke of Battalions wooe you in a skirmish Divine my mind to you Lady and being sharp set Can court you at halfe pike or name your weapon We cannot faile you Lady Enter 1 Gen. Sol. Now he dies Were all succeeding hopes stor'd up within him 1 Ge. O fie i' th' Court sir Sol. I most dearely thanke you sir 1 Ge. T is rage ill spent upon a passionate mad-man Sol. That shall not priviledge him for ever sir A mad-man call you him I have found too much reason Sound in his injurie to me to beleeve him so 1 Ge. If ever truth from mans lips may be held In reputation with you give this confidence And this his love-fit which we observe still By 's flattering and his finenes at some other time Hee 'l goe as slovenly as heart can wish The love and pity that his Highnesse shewes to him Makes every man the more respectfull of him Has never a passion but is well provided for As this of Love he is full fed in all His swinge as I may tearme it have but patience And ye shall witnesse somewhat Sol. Still he mocks me Looke you in action in behaviour sir Hold still the chaire with a grand mischiefe to you Or I le set so much strength upon your heart sir Pa. I feele some power has restrain'd me Lady If it be sent from love say I obey it And ever keep a voice to welcome it Song THou Deitie swift winged love Sometimes below sometimes above Little in shape but great in power Thou that
Beare witnesse I am forc't to 't Exit Duke Though you have a courser title yet upon you Then those that left your places without blame T is in your power to make your selves the same I cannot make you gentlemen that 's a work Rais'd from your owne deservings merit manners And in-borne vertue doe's it Let your own goodnesse Make you so great my power shall make you greater And more t' encourage you this I adde agen There 's many Grooms now exact Gentlemen Enter Shamont Sham. Me thinks 't is strange to me to enter here Is there in nature such an awfull power To force me to this place and make me doe this Is mans affections stronger then his will His resolution was I now resolv'd Never to see this place more Doe I beare Within my breast one bloud that confounds th' other The bloud of love and will and the last weakest Had I ten Millions I would give it all now I were but past it or 't would never come For I shall never do 't or not do 't well But spoyle it utterly betwixt two passions Yonder 's the Duke himselfe I will not do 't now Had twenty lives their severall sufferings in him Exit Duke Who 's that went out now Pol. I saw none my Lord Du. Nor you Moul. I saw the glimpse of one my Lord Du. What ere it was methought it pleas'd me strangly And suddenly my joy was ready for 't Did you not marke it better Pol. Moul. Troth my Lord We gave no great heed to 't Enter Shamont Sham. 'T will not be answer'd It brings me hither still by maine force hither Either I must give over to professe humanity Or I must speak for him Duke 'T is here agen No marvaile 't was so pleasing 't is delight And worth it selfe now it appeares unclouded Sham. My Lord He turnes away from mee by this hand I am ill-us'd of all sides 't is a fault That fortune ever had t' abuse a goodnesse Duke Methought you were saying somewhat Sham. Marke the Language As coy as face I see 't will nere be granted Du. We little look'd in troth to see you here yet Sham. Not till the day after my brothers death I think Du. Sure some great businesse drew you Sha. No insooth sir Onely to come to see a brother dye sir That I may learne to goe too and if he deceive me not I think he will doe well in 't of a souldier Manly and honestly and if he weep then I shall not think the worse on 's man-hood for 't Because hee 's leaving of that part that has it Duk. Has slaine a noble gentleman thinke on 't sir Sham. I would I could not sir Duk. Our Kinsman too Sham. All this is but worse sir Du. When 't is at worst Yet seeing thee he lives Sham. My Lord Du. He lives Believe it as thy blisse he dyes not for 't Will this make satisfaction for things past Sham. Oh my Lord Du. Will it speak Sh. With greater shame to my unworthinesse Du. Rise then wee 're ev'n I never found it harder To keep just with a man my great work 's ended I knew your brothers pardon was your suit sir How ever your nice modestie held it back Sham. I take a joy now to confesse it sir Enter 1. Gent. 1 Gent. My Lord Du. Heare me first sir what e're your newes be Set free the Souldier instantly 1 Gen. T is done my Lord Du. How 1 Gen. In effect 't was part of my newes too There 's faire hope of your noble kinsmans life sir Du. What saist thou 1 Gen. And the most admired change That living flesh e're had he 's not the man my Lord Death cannot be more free from passions sir Then he is at this instant hee 's so meek now He makes those seem passionate was never thought of And for he feares his moods have oft disturb'd you sir Hee 's onely hasty now for his forgivenesse And here behold him sir Enter Passion the Cupid and two brothers Du. Let me give thanks first our worthy Cousen Pas. Your unworthy trouble sir For which with all acknowledg'd reverence I aske your pardon and for injurie More knowne and wilfull I have chose a wise Without your counsell or consent my Lord Duke A wife where is she sir Pas. This noble Gentlewoman Duk. How Pas. Whose honour my forgetful times much wrong'd Du. Hee 's madder then he was 1 Gen. I would ha' sworne for him Du. The Cupid cousen Pas. Yes this worthy Lady sir Du. Still worse and worse 1 Bro. Our sister under pardon my Lord Du. What 2 Bro. Which shape Love taught her to assume Du. Is 't truth then 1 Ge. It appears plainly now below the waste my Lord Du. Shamont didst ever read of a she-Cupid Sham. Never in fiction yet but it might hold sir For Desire is of both Genders Enter the Dukes sister Du. Make that good here He joyns Shamonts hand and his Sisters I take thee at thy word sir Sham. O my Lord Love would appeare too bold and rude from me Honour and admiration are her rights Her goodnesse is my Saint my Lord Duke I see Y' are both too modest to bestow your selves I 'le save that vertue still 't is but my paines come It shall be so Sham. This gift does but set forth my poverty Lady Sir that which you complaine of is my riches Enter Shamonts brother the Souldier Du. Soldier now every noise sounds peace th' art welcome Sol. Sir my repentance sues for your blest favour Which once obtain'd no injury shall lose it I le suffer mightier wrongs Duk. Rise lov'd and pardon'd For where hope fail'd nay Art it selfe resign'd Thou 'st wrought that cure which skil could never find Nor did there cease but to our peace extend Never could wrongs boast of a nobler end Exeunt The Prologue at the reviving of this Play IT 's growne in fash'on of late in these dayes To come and beg a sufferance to our Playes Faith Gentlemen our Poet ever writ Language so good mixt with such sprightly wit He made the Theatre so soveraigne With his rare Scaenes he scorn'd this crowching veine We stabb'd him with keene daggers when we pray'd Him write a Preface to a Play well made He could not write these toyes 't was easier farre To bring a Felon to appeare at th' Barre So much he hated basenesse which this day His Scaenes will best convince you of in 's Play The Epilogue OUr Poet bid us say for his owne part He cannot lay too much forth of his Art But feares our over-acting passions may As not adorne deface his labour'd Play Yet still he is resolute for what is writ Of Nicer valour and assumes the wit But for the Love-Scaenes which he ever meant Cupid in 's Petticoat should represent Hee 'll stand no shock of censure the Plaie 's good He sayes he knowes it if well understood But we blinde god begge if thou art divine Thou
extreme fool ye have plaid in this the honour purpos'd for ye the great honour the Generall intended ye Petill. How Jun. And then I 'll kill ye because ye shall die miserable Know Sir the Regiment was given me but till time call'd ye to do some worthie deed might stop the peoples ill thoughts of ye for Lord Penyus I mean his death How soon this time 's come to ye and hasted by Swetonius Go sayes he Junius and Decius and go thou Petillius distinctly thou Petillius and draw up to take stout Caratach there 's the deed purpos'd a deed to take off all faults of all natures And thou Petillius Mark it there 's the honour and that done all made even Petill. Stay Jun. No I 'll kill ye He knew thee absolute and full in souldier daring beyond all dangers found thee out according to the boldnesse of thy spirit a subject such a subject Petill. Heark ye Junius I will live now Jun. By no means Wooed thy worth held thee by the chin up as thou sankst and shew'd thee how honour held her arms out Come make ready since ye will die an asse Petil. Thou wilt not kill me Jun. By but I will Sir I 'll have no man dangerous live to destroy me afterward Besides you have gotten honour enough let young men rise now Nay I do perceive too by the Generall which is one main cause ye shall die how ere he carry it such a strong doting on ye that I fear you shall command in chief how are we paid then Come if you will pray dispatch it Petill. Is there no way Jun. Not any way to live Petill. I will do any thing redeem my self at any price good Junius let me but die upon the Rock but offer my life up like a Souldier Jun. You will seek then to out-doe every man Petill. Beleeve it Junius you shall goe stroak by stroak with me Jun. You 'll leave off too as you are noble and a souldier for ever these mad fancies Petill. Dare ye trust me By all that 's good and honest Jun. There 's your sword then and now come on a new man Vertue guide thee Exeunt Enter Caratach and Hengo on the Rock Car. Courage my Boy I have found meat look Hengo look where some blessed Britain to preserve thee has hung a little food and drink cheer up Boy do not forsake me now Hengo O Uncle Uncle I feel I cannot stay long yet I 'll fetch it to keep your noble life Uncle I am heart whole and would live Car. Thou shalt long I hope Hen. But my head Uncle me thinks the Rock goes round Enter Macer Jud. Macer Mark 'em well Judas Jud. Peace as you love your life Hen. Do not you hear the noise of bels Car. of bels Boy 't is thy fancie alas thy bodie 's full of wind Hengo me thinks Sir they ring a strange sad knell a preparation to some neer funerall of State nay weep not mine owne sweet Uncle you will kill me sooner Car. O my poor chicken Hen. Fie faint-hearted Uncle Come tie me in your belt and let me down Car. I 'll go my self Boy Hengo No as ye love mee Uncle I will not eat it if I doe not fetch it the danger onely I desire pray tie me Car. I will and all my care hang ore thee come child my valiant-child Hengo Let me down apace Uncle and ye shall see how like a Daw I 'll whip it from all their policies for 't is most certain a Roman train and ye must hold me sure too you 'll spoil all else When I have brought it Uncle wee 'll be as merry Car. Go i' th' name of heaven Boy Hengo Quick quick Uncle I have it Oh Judas shoots Hengo Car. What ailest thou Hengo O my best Uncle I am slain Car. I see yee and heaven direct my hand destruction Caratach kils Judas with a stone from the Rock go with thy coward soul How dost thou Boy Oh villain pocky villain Hengo O Uncle Uncle oh how it pricks mee am I preserv'd for this extremely pricks me Car. Coward rascall Coward dogs eat thy flesh Hen. Oh I bleed hard I faint too out upon 't how sick I am the lean Rogue Uncle Car. Look Boy I have laid him sure enough Hengo Have ye knockt his brains out Car. I warrant thee for stirring more cheer up child Hen. Hold my sides hard stop stop oh wretched fortune must we part thus Still I grow sicker Uncle Car. Heaven look upon this noble child Hengo I once hop'd I should have liv'd to have met these bloody Romans at my swords point to have reveng'd my father to have beaten 'em oh hold me hard But Uncle Car. Thou shalt live still I hope Boy Shall I draw it Hen. Ye draw away my soul then I would live a little longer spare me heavens but onely to thank you for your tender love Good Uncle good noble Uncle weep not Car. Oh my chicken my deer Boy what shall I lose Hengo Why a child that must have died how-ever had this scap'd me feaver or famine I was born to die Sir Car. But thus unblown my Boy Heng. I goe the straighter my journey to the gods Sure I shall know ye when ye come Uncle Car. Yes Boy Hen. And I hope wee shall enjoy together that great blessednesse you told me of Car. Most certain child Hengo I grow cold mine eyes are going Car. Lift 'em up Hengo Pray for me and noble Uncle when my bones are ashes think of your little Nephew Mercie Car. Mercie You blessed angels take him Hengo Kisse me so Farewell farewell Dies Car. Farewell the hopes of Britain thou Royall graft Farewell for ever Time and Death ye have done your worst Fortune now see now proudly pluck off thy vail and view thy triumph Look look what thou hast brought this Land to Oh fair flower how lovely yet thy ruines show how sweetly even death embraces thee The peace of heaven the fellowship of all great souls be with thee Enter Petillius Junius on the rock Hah dare ye Romans ye shall win me bravely Thou art mine Fight Jun. Not yet Sir Car. Breathe ye ye poor Romans and come up all with all your ancient valours like a rough winde I 'll shake your souls and send 'em Enter Swetonius and all the Roman Captains Swet. Yeeld thee bold Caratach by all as I am souldier as I envie thee I 'll use thee like thy self the valiant Britain Pet. Brave soldier yeeld thou stock of Arms and Honor thou filler of the world with fame and glory Jun. Most worthy man we 'l woo thee be thy prisoners Swet. Excellent Britain do me but that honour that more to me then Conquests that true happinesse to be my friend Car. O Romans see what here is had this Boy liv'd Swet. For Fames sake for thy Swords sake as thou desirest to build thy vertues greater by all that 's excellent in man and honest Car. I do
if my sence Hornes within Deceive me not these notes take being From the breath of men confirme me my Aminta Again this way the gentle wind conveyes it to us Heare you nothing Amint. Yes it seemes free hunters Musicke Alb. Still 't is lowder and I remember the Portugals Inform'd us they had often heard such sounds But ne're could touch the shore from whence it came Follow me my Aminta my good genius Shew me the way still still we are directed When we gaine the top of this neer rising hill Exit and Enter above We shall know further Alb. Curteous Zephyrus On his dewie wings carries perfumes to cheer us The ayre cleers too And now we may discerne another Island And questionlesse the seat of fortunate men O that we could arrive there Amint. No Albert 't is not to be hop'd This envious Torrent 's cruelly interpos'd We have no Vessell that may transport us Nor hath nature given us wing's to flye Alb. Better try all hazards Then perish here remedilesse I feele New vigor in me and a spirit that dares More then a man to serve my faire Aminta These Armes shall be my oares with which I 'le swim And my zeale to save thy innocent selfe Like wings shall beare me up above the brackish waves Amin. Well ye then leave me Alb. Till now I nere was wretched My best Aminta I sweare by goodnesse T is nor hope nor feare of my selfe that invites me To this extreame t is to supply thy wants and believe me Though pleasure met me in most ravishing formes And happinesse courted me to entertaine her I would nor eate nor sleepe till I return'd And crown'd thee with my fortunes Amin. O but your absence Alb. Suppose it but a dream and as you may Endeavour to take rest and when that sleep Deceives your hunger with imagin'd food Thinke you have sent me for discovery Of some most fortunate Continent yet unknown Which you are to be Queen of And now ye Powers that ere heard Lovers prayers Or cherisht pure affection looke on him That is your Votary and make it known Against all stops you can defend your own Exit Enter Hippolita Crocale Juletta Hip. How did we lose Clarinda Cro. When we beliv'd the Stag was spent and would take soyle The sight of the blacke Lake which we suppos'd He chose for his last refuge frighted him more Then we that did pursue him Jul. That 's usuall for death it selfe is not so terrible To any beast of chase Hip. Since we liv'd here we nere could force one to it Cro. T is so dreadfull Birds that with their pinions cleave the Ayre Dare not flie over it when the Stag turn'd head And we even tyred with labour Clarinda as if She were made of Ayre and Fire And had no part of earth in her eagerly pursu'd him Nor need we feare her safety this place yeelds not Fawnes nor Satyres or more lustfull men Here we live secure And have among our selves a Common-wealth Which in our selves begun with us must end Jul. I there 's the misery Cro. But being alone Allow me freedome but to speake my thoughts The strictnesse of our Governesse that forbids us On pain of death the sight and use of men Is more then tyranny for her selfe shee 's past Those youthfull heats and feeles not the want Of that which young mayds long for and her daughter The faire Clarinda though in few yeeres Improv'd in height and large proportion Came here so young That scarce remembring that she had a father She never dreames of man and should she see one In my opinion a would appeare a strange beast to her Jul. T is not so with us Hip. For my part I confesse it I was not made For this single life nor doe I love hunting so But that I had rather be the Chace my selfe Cro. By Venus out upon me I should have sworn By Diana I am of thy mind too wench And though I have tane an Oath not alone To detest but never to thinke of man Every houre something tels me I am forsworn For I confesse imagination helps me sometimes And that 's all is left for us to feed on We might starve else for if I have any pleasure In this life but when I sleep I am a Pagan Then from the Courtier to the Country clown I have strange visions Jul. Visions Crocale Cro. Yes and fine visions too And visions I hope in dreames are harmlesse And not forbid by our Canons the last night Troth t is a foolish one but I must tell it As I lay in my cabin betwixt sleeping and waking Hip. Upon your backe Cro. How should a young mayd lie foole When she would be intranc'd Hip. We are instructed forward I prethee Cro. Me thought a sweet young man In yeeres some twenty with a downy chin Promising a future beard and yet no red one Stole slylie to my cabin all unbrac'd Tooke me in his armes and kiss'd me twenty times Yet still I slept Jul. Fie thy lips run over Crocale But to the rest Cro. Lord what a man is this thought I To doe this to a mayd Yet then for my life I could not wake The youth a little danted with a trembling hand Heav'd up the clothes Hip. Yet still you slept Cro. Yfaith I did and when methoughts he was warm by my side Thinking to catch him I stretcht out both mine armes And when I felt him not I shreekt out And wak'd for anger Hip. T was a pretty dream Enter Albert Cro. I if it had been a true one Jul. But stay what 's here cast o th' shore Hip. T is a man Shall I shoot him Cro. No no t is a handsome beast Would we had more o' the breed stand close wenches And let 's heare if he can speake Alb. Doe I yet live Sure it is ayre I breathe what place is this Sure something more then humane keeps residence here For I have past the Stygian gulph And touch upon the blessed shore t is so This is the Elizian shade these happy spirits That here enjoy all pleasures Hip. He makes towards us Jul. Stand or I le shoot Cro. Hold he makes no resistance Alb. Be not offended Goddesses that I fall Thus prostrate at your feet or if not such But Nymphs of Dian's traine that range these groves Which you forbid to men vouchsafe to know I am a man a wicked sinfull man and yet not sold So far to impudence as to presume To presse upon your privacies or provoke Your Heavenly angers t is not for my selfe I beg thus poorely for I am already wounded Wounded to death and faint my last breath Is for a Virgin comes as neere your selves In all perfection as what 's mortall may Resemble things divine O pitty her And let your charity free her from that desart If Heavenly charity can reach to hell For sure that place comes neere it and where ere My ghost shall finde abode Eternally
her anger shews how it sets off Her naturall beauty under what happy star Was Virolet born to be belov'd and sought to By two incomparable women Noblest Lady I have heard your wrongs and pity them and if The service of my life could give me hope To gain your favour I should be most proud To be commanded Mart. T is in you my Lord To make me your glad servant Ron. Name the means Mar. T is not preferment Jewels Gold or Courtship He that desires to reap the harvest of My youth and beauty must begin in blood And right my wrongs Ron. I apprehend you Madam And rest assur'd t is done I am provided Of instruments to fit you To the King I le instantly present you if I faile He shal make good your aymes he 's lesse then man That to atchieve your favour would not doe Deeds friends would fear to put their agents to Exeunt Enter Virolet Reading Vir. Quid invitus facis non est scelus T is an axiome Now whether willingly I have departed With that I lov'd with that above her life Lov'd me again crownd me a happy husband Was full of children her afflictions That I begot that when our age must perish And all our painted frailties turn to ashes Then shal they stand and propagate our honors Whether this done and taking to protection A new strange beauty it was a useful one How to my lust if it be so I am sinful And guilty of that crime I would fling from me Was there not in it this fair course of vertue This pious course to save my friends my Countrey That even then had put on a mourning garment And wept the desolation of her children Her noblest children Did not she thrust me on And to my duty clapt the spur of honour Was there a way without this woman left me To bring 'em off the marrying of this woman If not why am I stung thus why tormented Or had there been a wild desire joyn'd with it How easily both these and all their beauties Might I have made mine own why am I toucht thus Having perform'd the great redemption Both of my friends and family fairly done it Without base and lascivious ends O Heaven Why am I still at war thus why this a mischiefe That honesty and honour had propounded I and absolv'd my tender wil and chid me Nay then unwillingly flung me on Enter Juliana and the Boy Boy He 's here Madam This is the melancholy walk he lives in And chooses ever to encrease his sadnesse Jul. Stand by Vir. T is she how I shake now and tremble The vertues of that mind are torments to me Jul. Sir if my hated face shal stir your anger Or this forbidden path I tread in vex you My love and faire obedience let behind me Your pardon asked I shal return and blesse you Vir. Pray stay a little I delight to see you May not we yet though fortune have divided us Ana set an envious stop between our pleasures Look thus one at another sigh and weep thus And read in one anothers eyes the Legends And wonders of our old loves be not fearful Though you be now a Saint I may adore you May I not take this hand and on it sacrifice The sorrows of my heart white seale of vertue Jul. My Lord you wrong your wedlock Vir. Were she here And with her all severe eyes to behold us We might do this I might name Julian And to the reverence of that name bow thus I might sigh Juliana she was mine once But I too weak a guard for that great Treasure And whilst she has a name believe me Lady This broken heart shal never want a sorroW Jul. Forget her sir your honour now commands you You are anothers keep those griefes for her She richly can reward 'em I would have spoken with you Vir. What is your wil for nothing you can aske So ful of goodnesse are your words and meanings Must be denied speak boldly Jul. I thank you sir I come not To beg or flatter onely to be believ'd That I desire for I shal tell a story So far from seeming truth yet a most true one So horrible in nature and so horrid So beyond wickednesse that when you heare it It must appeare the practice of another The cast malice of some one you have wrongd much And me you may imagine me accus'd to Unlesse you call to mind my daily sufferings The infinite obedience I have born you That hates all name and nature of revenge My love that nothing but my death can sever Rather then hers I speak of Vir. Juliana To make a doubt of what you shall deliver After my full experience of your vertues Were to distrust a providence to think you can lie Or being wrong'd seek after foule repairings To forge a Creed against my faith Jul. I must do so for it concernes your life sir And if that word may stir you heare and prosper I should be dumb else were not you at stake here Vir. What new friend have I found that dares deliver This loden Trunke from his afflictions What pitying hand of all that feeles my miseries Brings such a benefit Jul. Be wise and manly And with your honour fall when Heaven shall call you Not by a Hellish mischiefe Vir. Speak my blest one How weak and poor I am now she is from me Jul. Your wife Viro. How 's that Jul. Your wife Vir. Be tender of her I shal believe else Jul. I must be true your eare sir For t is so horrible if the ayre catch it Into a thousand plagues a thousand monsters It will disperse it selfe and fright resistance Viro. She seeke my life with you make you her agent Another love O speake but truth Jul. Be patient Deare as I love you else I leave you wretched Vir. Forward t is well it shal be welcome to me I have liv'd too long numbred too many daies Yet never found the benefit of living Now when I come to reap it with my service And hunt for that my youth and honour aimes at The Sunne sets on my fortune red and bloody And everlasting night begins to close me T is time to die Enter Martia and Ronvere Jul. She comes her selfe Ron. Believe Lady And on this Angel hand your servant seales it You shal be Mistris of your whole desires And what ye shal command Mart. Ha mynion My precious dame are you there nay go forward Make your complaints and poure out your faind pities Slave like to him you serve I am the same still And what I purpose let the world take witnesse Shal be so finisht and to such example Spite of your poore preventions my deare Gentleman My honourable man are you there too You and your hot desire Your mercy sir I had forgot your greatnesse Jul. T is not wel Lady Mart. Lord how I hate this fellow now how desperately My stomack stands against him this base fellow This
Pio. Sir I kept him Seaven daies in a darke room by Candle-light A plenteous Table spread with all good meats Before his eyes a case of keen broad Knives Upon the board and he so watchd he might not Touch the least modicum unlesse he cut it And thus I brought him first to draw a knife Bob. Good Pio. Then for ten daies did I diet him Onely with burnt Porke sir and gammons of Bacon A pill of Caveary now and then Which breeds choler adust you know Bob. T is true Pio. And to purge phlegmatick humor and cold crudities In all that time he dranke me Aqua fortis And nothing else but Bob. Aqua vite Signior For Aqua fortis poysons Pio. Aqua fortis I say again what 's one mans poyson Signior Is anothers meat or drinke Bob. Your patience sir By your good patience h 'ad a huge cold stomacke Pio. I fir'd it and gave him then three sweats In the Artillery-yard three drilling daies And now he 'l shoot a Gun and draw a Sword And fight with any man in Christendome Bob. A receipt for a coward I le be bold sir To write your good prescription Pio. Sir hereafter You shall and underneath it put probatum Is your chaine right Bob. T is both right and just sir For though I am a Steward I did get it With no mans wrong Pio. You are witty Bob. So so Could you not cure one sir of being too rash And over-daring there now 's my disease Fool-hardy as they say for that in sooth I am Pio. Most easily Bob. How Pio. To make you drunke sir With smal Beere once a day and beat you twice Till you be bruis'd all over if that help not Knock out your braines Bob. This is strong Physick Signior And never wil agree with my weak body I finde the medcine worse then the malady And therefore wil remain fool-hardy stil You 'l come sir Pio As I am a Gentleman Bob. A man o th' Sword should never break his word Pio. I le overtake you I have onely sir A complementall visitation To offer to a Mistris lodgd here by Bob. A Gentlewoman Pio. Yes sir Bob. Faire and comely Pio. Oh sir the Paragon the Non-parill Of Civill the most wealthy Mine of Spaine For beauty and perfection Bob. Say you so Might not a man entreat a curtesie To walke along with you Signior to peruse This dainty Mine though not to dig in 't Signior Hanh I hope you 'l not deny me being a stranger Though I am Steward I am flesh and blood And fraile as other men Pio. Sir blow your nose I dare not for the world no she is kept By a great Don Vitelli Bob. How Pio. T is true Bob. See things wil veere about this Don Vitelli Am I to seeke now to deliver Letters From my young Mistris Clara and I tell you Under the Rose because you are a stranger And my speciall friend I doubt there is A little foolish love betwixt the parties Unknown unto my Lord Pio. Happy discovery My fruit begins to ripen hark you sir I would not wish you now to give those Letters But home and ope this to Madona Clara Which when I come I le justifie and relate More amply and particularly Bob. I approve Your counsell and wil practice it bazilos manos Here 's two chewres chewed when wisdome is imployd T is ever thus your more acquaintance Signior I say not better least you think I thought not Yours good enough Exit Enter Alguazier Pio. Your servant excellent Steward Would all the Dons in Spain had no more brains Here comes the Alguazier dieu vous guard Mounsier Is my cuz stirring yet Alg. Your cuz good cosen A whore is like a foole akin to all The gallants in the Town Your coz good Signior Is gone abroad sir with her other cosen My Lord Vitelli since when there hath been Some dozen cosens here to enquire for her Pio. he 's greatly alli'd sir Alg. Marry is she sir Come of a lusty kindred the truth is I must connive no more no more admittance Must I consent to my good Lord has threatned me And you must pardon Pio. Out upon thee man Turne honest in thine age one foot i th' grave Thou shalt not wrong thy selfe so for a million Looke thou three-headed Cerberus for wit I mean here is one sop and two and three For every chop a hit Alg. I marry sir Wel the poore heart loves you but too wel We have been talking on you 'faith this houre Where what I said goe too she loves your valour Oh and your Musicke most abominably She is within sir and alone what meane you Pio That is your Sergeants side I take it sir Now I endure your Constables much better There is lesse danger in 't for one you know Is a tame harmlesse monster in the light The Sergeant salvage both by day and night Alg. I le call her to you for that Pio. No I wil charme her Enter Malroda Alg. She 's come Pio. My Spirit Mal. Oh my Sweet Leape hearts to lips and in our kisses meet Pio. Turn turn thy beauteous face away Song How pale and sickly lookt the day In emulation of thy brighter beams Oh envious light flv fly he gove Come night and peece two breasts at one When what love does we will repeat in dreams Yet thy eyes open who can day hence fright Let but their lids fall and it will be night Alg. Wel I wil leave you to your fortitude And you to temperance ah ye pretty paire T were sin to sunder you Lovers being alone Make one of two and day and night all one But fall not out I charge you keep the peace You know my place else Exit Mal. No you wil not marry You are a Courtier and can sing my Love And want no Mistrisses but yet I care not I le love you still and when I am dead for you Then you 'l believe my truth Pio. You kill me faire It is my lesson that you speake have I In any circumstance deserv'd this doubt I am not like your false and perjur'd Don That here maintains you and has vowd his faith And yet attempts in way of marriage A Lady not far off Mal. How 's that Pio. T is so And therefore Mistris now the time is come You may demand his promise and I sweare To marry you with speed Mal. And with that Gold Which Don Vitelli gives you 'l walke some voyage And leave me to my trade and laugh and brag How you ore-reach'd a whore and guld a Lord Pio. You anger me extreamly fare you wel What should I say to be believd expose me To any hazzard or like jealous Juno Th' incensed step-mother of Hercules Designe me labours most impossible I le doe 'em or die in 'em so at last You wil believe me Mal. Come we are friends I doe I am thine walk in my Lord has sent me outsides But thou shalt have
brothers house Is yet far off Gen. The better sir this walk Will help digestion after your great supper Of which I have fed largely Alv. To your task Or els you know what followes Luc. I am dying Now Lord have mercy on me by your favour Sir I must strike you Lam. For what cause Luc. I know not And I must likewise talke with that young Lady An houre in private Lam. What you must is doubtfull But I am certain sir I must beat you Luc. Help help Alv. Not strik againe Lam. How Alvarez An. This for my Lord Vitell's love Pach. Break out And like true theeves make pray on either side But seem to help the stranger Bob. Oh my Lord They have beat him on his knees Luc. Though I want courage I yet have a sons duty in me and Compassion of a fathers danger that That wholy now possesses me Alv. Lucio This is beyond my hope Met. So Lazarillo Take up all boy well done Pach. And now steale off Closely and cunningly An. How have I found you Why Gentlemen are you madde to make your selves A prey to Rogues Lam. Would we were off Bob. Theeves theeves Lam. Defer our own contention and down with them Luc. I le make you sure Bob. Now he playes the Devil Gen. This place is not for me Exit Luc. I le follow her Half of my pennance is past ore Exit Enter Alguazier Assistente and other Watches Alg. What noyse What tumult 's there keep the Kings peace I charge you Pach. I am glad he 's come yet Alv. O you keep good Guard Upon the City when men of our ranck Are set upon in the streetes Lam. The assistance Shall heare of 't be assur'd An. And if he be That carefull Governour he is reported You will smart for it Alg. Patience good Signiours Let me survey the Rascals O I know them And thank you for them they are pillfring rogues Of Andaluzia that have perus'd All Prisons in Castile I dare not trust The dungeon with them no I le have them home To my own house Pach. We had rather go to prison Alg. Had you so dog-holts yes I know you had You there would use your cunning fingers on The simple locks you would but I le prevent you Lam My Mistris lost good night Exit Bob. Your Son 's gon to What should become of him Alv. Come of him what will Now he dares fight I care not I 'le to bed Look to your prisoners Alguazier Exit with Boba Alg. Al 's cleer'd Droop not for one disaster let us hug And triumph in our knaveries Assist. This confirmes What was reported of him Met. 'T was done bravely Alg. I must a little glory in the meanes We officers have to play the Knaves and safely How we breake through the toyles pitch'd by the Law Yet hang up them that are far lesse delinquents A simple shopkeeper 's carted for a baud For lodging though unwittingly a smock-Gamster Where with rewards and credit I have kept Malroda in my house as in a cloyster Without taint or suspition Pach. But suppose The Governour should know 't Alg. He good Gentleman Let him perplex himself with prying into The measures in the market and th' abuses The day stands guilty of the pillage of the night Is only mine mine own feesimple Which you shall hold from me tennants at will And pay no rent for 't Pach. Admirable Landlord Alg. Now wee 'l go search the taverns commit such As we finde drinking and be drunk our selves With what we take from them these silly wretches Whom I for forme sake only have brought hither Shall watch without and guard us Assist. And we wil See you safe lodg'd most worthy Alguazier With all of you his comrads Met. T is the Governour Alg. We are betray'd Assist. My guard there bind them fast How men in high place and authority Are in their lives and estimation wrong'd By their subordinate Ministers yet such They cannot but imploy wrong'd justice finding Scarce one true servant in ten officers T' xpostulate with you were but to delay Your crimes due punishment which shall fall upon you So speedily and severely that it shall Fright others by th' example and confirme How ever corrupt officers may disgrace Themselves 't is not in them to wrong their place Bring them away Alg. Wee 'l suffer nobly yet And like to Spanish Gallants Pach. And wee 'l hang so Laz. I have no stomach to it but I 'le endeavour Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Lucio and Genevora Gen. Nay you are rude pray you forbeare your offer now More then the breeding of a Gentleman Can give you warrant for Luc. T is but to kisse you And think not I le receive that for a favour Which was enjoyn'd me for a pennance Lady Gen. You have met a gentle confessor and for once So men you wil rest satisfied I vouchsafe it Luc. Rest satisfide with a kisse why can a man Desire more from a woman is there any Pleasure beyond it may I never live If I know what it is Gen. Sweet Innocence Luc VVhat strange new motions do I feele my veines Burn with an unknown fire in every part I suffer alteration I am poysond Yet languish with desire againe to taste it So sweetly it works on me Gen. I ne'r saw A lovely man till now Luc. How can this be She is a woman as my mother is And her I have kiss'd often and brought off My lips unscortch'd yours are more lovelie Lady And so should be lesse hurtfull pray you vouchsafe Your hand to quench the heat tane from your Lip Perhaps that may restore me Gen. VVillinglie Luc. The flame increases if to touch you burne thus VVhat would more strict embraces do I know not And yet methinks to die so were to ascend To Heaven through Paradise Gen. I am wounded too Though modesty forbids that I should speake VVhat ignorance makes him bold in why do you fix Your eyes so stronglie on me Luc. Pray you stand still There is nothing els that is worth the looking on I could adore you Ladie Gen. Can you love mee Luo. To waite on you in your chamber and but touch VVhat you by wearing it have made divine Were such a happinesse I am resov'd I le sell my libertie to you for this glove And write my selfe your slave Enter Lamorall Gen. On easier termes Receive it as a friend Lam. How giving favour I 'le have it with his heart Gen. VVhat will you doe Luc. As you are mercifull take my life rather Gen. VVill you depart with 't so Lam. Do's that grieve you Gen. I know not but even now you appeare valiant Luc. T was to preserve my father in his cause I could be so again Gen. Not in your own Kneel to thy rivall and thine enemy Away unworthy creature I begin To hate my selfe for giving entrance to A good opinion of thee For thy torment If my poore beauty be of any power Mayst thou doat
Is not thy Master strangely fallen when thou Servest for no wages but for charity Thou dost surcharge me with thy plenteous love The goodnesse of thy vertue shown to me More opens still my disability To quit thy pains Credit me loving boy A free and honest nature may be opprest Tir'd with curtesies from a liberall spirit When they exceed his means of gratitude Ver. But t is a due in him that to that end Extends his love or duty Mont. Little world Of vertue why dost love and follow me Ver. I will follow you through all Countries I le run fast as I can by your horse side I le hold your stirrop when you doe alight And without grudging waite till you returne I le quit offerd meanes and expose my selfe To cold and hunger still to be with you Fearlesse I le travell through a wildernesse And when you are weary I will lay me down That in my bosome you may rest your head Where whilst you sleep I le watch that no wild beast Shall hurt or trouble you and thus we 'l breed a story To make every hearer weep When they discourse our fortunes and our loves Mont. Oh what a scoffe might men of Wormes make If they did know this boy but my desire Is that thou wouldest not as thou usest still When like a servant I 'mong servants sit Waite on my Trencher fill my cups with wine Why shouldst thou doe this boy prethee consider I am not what I was Ver. Curst be the day when I forget that Montague was my Lord or not remember him my Master still Mont. Rather curse me with whom thy youth hath spent So many houres and yet untaught to live By any worldly qualitie Ver. Indeed you never taught me how to handle Cards To cheat and coz in men with oathes and lies Those are the wordly qualities to live Some of our Scarlet Gallants teach their boyes These worldly qualities Since stumbling fortune then leaves vertue thus Let me leave fortune ere be vicious Mont. Oh lad thy love will kill me Ver. In truth I think in conscience I shall die for you Good Master weep not doe you want aught sir Will you have any money here 's some Silver And here 's a little Gold 't will serve to play And put more troublesome thoughts out of your mind I pray sir take it I le get more with singing And then I le bring it you my Lady ga 't me And it was not covetousnesse But I forgot to tell you sooner on 't Mont. Alasse boy thou art not bound to tell it me And lesse to give it buy thee Scarfes and Garters And when I have money I will give thee a Sword Nature made thee a beauteous Cabinet To lock up all the godnesse of the Earth Enter Charlote Ver. I have lost my voyce with the very sight of this Gentlewoman good sir steale away you were wont to be a curious avoyder of womens company Mont. Why boy thou darst trust me any where darst thou not Ver. I had rather trust you by a roaring Lyon then a ravening woman Mont. Why boy Ver. Why truly she devoures more mans flesh Mont. I But she roares not boy Ver. No sir why she is never silent but when her mouth is full Charl. Mounsier Montague Mont. My sweet fellow since you please to call me so Ver. Ah my conscience she would be pleased well enough to call you bedfellow oh Master do not hold her by the hand so a woman is a lyme-bush that catcheth all she toucheth Charl. I do most dangerously suspect this boy to be a wench art thou not one come hither let me feele thee Ver. With all my heart Charl. Why dost thou pull off thy glove Ver. Why to feele whether you be a boy or no Charl. Fie boy goe too I le not looke your head nor combe your locks any more if you talke thus Ver. Why I le sing to you no more then Charl. Fie upon 't how sad you are a young Gentleman that was the very Sunne of France Mont. But I am in the eclipse now Charl. Suffer himselfe to be over-run with a Lethargy of melancholy and discontent rouze up thy spirit man and shake it off A Noble soule is like a ship at Sea That sleepes at Anchor when the Ocean 's calme But when she rages and the wind blows high He cuts his way with skill and Majesty I would turn a foole or Poet or any thing or marry to make you merry prethee let 's walke good Veramour leave thy Master and me I have earnest businesse with him Ver. Pray doe you leave my Master and me we were very merry before you came he does not covet womens companie What have you to do with him come sir will you goe And I le sing to you again I'faith his mind is stronger then to credit womens vows and too pure to be capable of their loves Charl. The boy is jealous sweet lad leave us my Lady call'd for you I sweare that 's a good child there 's a piece of Gold for thee go buy a Feather Ver. There 's two pieces for you do you goe and buy one or what you will or nothing so you goe Nay then I see you would have me go sir why 'faith I will now I perceive you love her better then you doe me but God blesse you whatever you do or intend I know you are a very honest man Exit Charl. Still shall I woe thee whilst thy eares reply I cannot or I will not marry thee Why hast thou drawn the blood out of my cheekes And given a quicker motion to my heart Oh thou hast bred a fever in my veines Call'd love which no Physitian can cure Have mercy on a maid whose simple youth Mont. How your example fairest teacheth me A ceremonious Idolatry kneels By all the joy of love I love thee better Then I or any man can tell another And will expresse the mercy which thou crav'st I will forbeare to marry thee consider Thou art natures heire in feature and thy parents In faire inheritances rise with these thoughts And look on me but with a womans eye A decayd fellow voyd of means and spirit Charl. Of spirit Mont. Yes could I tamely live Forget my fathers blood waite and make legs Staine my best breeches with the servile drops That fall from others draughts Charl. This vizard wherewith thou wouldst hide thy spirit Is perspective to shew it plainlier This under-value of thy life is but Because I should not buy thee what more speaks Greatnesse of man then valiant patience That shrinks not under his fates strongest strokes These Roman deaths as falling on a Sword Opening of veines with poyson quenching thirst Which we erroneously doe stile the deeds Of the heroicke and magnanimous man Was dead-eyd cowardise and white cheeke feare Who doubting tyranny and fainting under Fortunes false Lottery desperately runne To death for dread of death that soules most stout That bearing all
manners you shall finde If I transgresse my custome you doe lie And are a villaine which I had rather yet My Sword had prov'd then I been forc'd to speake Nay give us leave and since you stand so haughtily And highly on your cause let you and I Without engaging these two Gentlemen singly determine it Long. My Lord you 'l pardon us Dub. I trust your Lordships may not doe us that affront Ami. As how Dub. We kisse your Lordships hand and come to serve you here with Swords Long. My Lord we understand our selves Dub. We have had the honour to be call'd unto the businesse and we must not now quit it on terms Ami. Not terms of reason Long. No no reason for the quitting of our calling Dub. True if I be call'd to 't I must aske no reason Long. Nor heare none neither which is lesse It is a favour if my throat be cut Your Lordship does me which I never can A noise within crying down with their Swords Nor must have hope how to requite what noise What cry is that my Lord upon your guard Some treachery is a foot Enter Lady Orleans Lamira Montague Lady O here they are My Lord deare Lady helpe me helpe me all I have so woefull interest in both I know not which to feare for most and yet I must prefer my Lord Deare brother You are too understanding and too Noble To be offended when I know my duty Though scarce my teares will let me so to do it Orl. Out loathed strumpet Lady O my dearest Lord If words could on me cast the name of whore I then were worthy to be loath'd but know Your unkindnesse cannot make me wicked And therefore should lesse use that power upon me Orl. Was this your art to have these actors come To make this interlude withdraw cold man And if thy spirit be not frozen up Give me one stroke yet at thee for my vengeance Ami. Thou shalt have stroakes and stroakes thou glorious man Till thou breathst thinner ayre then that thou talkest Lam. My Lord Count Amiens Lady Princely husband Orl. Whore Lam. You wrong her impudent Lord O that I had the bulke Of those dull men look how they stand and no man Will revenge an innocent Lady Ami. You hinder it Madam Lam. I would hinder you is there none else to kill him Lady Kill him Madam have you learn'd that bad Language O repent And be the motive rather both kill me Orl. Then die my infamy Mont. Hold bloody man Orl. Art thou their Basiliske Mont: To strike thee dead but that thy fate deserves some weightier hand Dub. Sweet my Lord Orl. O here 's a plot you bring your champions with you the adultresse with the adulterer Out howling Dub. Good my Lord Orl. Are you her Graces countenance Lady the receiver to the poore vicious couple Dub. Sweet my Lord Orl. Sweet rascall didst not thou tell me false fellow This Montague here was murdered Dub. I did so but he was falser and a worthlesse Lord Like thy foule selfe that would have had it so Long. Orleance t is true and shall be prov'd upon thee Mont. Thy malice Duke and this thy wicked nature are all as visible as thou but I borne to contemne thy iniuries doe know that though thy greatnesse may corrupt a Jury and make a Judge afraid and carry out a world of devils with thy title yet thou art not quiet at home thou bearest about thee that that doth charge thee and condemne thee too The thing that grieves me more and doth indeed displease me is to thinke that so much basenesse stands here to have encountered so much honour Pardon me my Lord what late my passion spake when you provok'd my innocence Orl. Yes doe O flattery becomes him better then the sute he weares give him a new one Amiens Ami. Orleance t is here no time nor place to jest or raile Poorely with you but I will finde a time to Whisper you forth to this or some fit place As shall not hold a second interruption Mont. I hope your Lordships honour and your life Are destined unto higher hazzards this is of A meaner arme Dub. Yes faith or none Long. He is not fit to fall by an honest Sword A Prince and lie Dub. And slander and hire men To publish the false rumours he hath made Long. And sticke 'em on his friends and innocents Dub. And practice against their lives after their fames Long. In men that are the matter of all leudnesse Bands thieves and cheaters it were monstrous Dub. But in a man of blood how more conspicuous Ami. Can this be Lady They doe slander him Orl. Hang them a paire of railing hangbies Long. How stand Orleance stay give me my Pistols boy Hinder me not by I will kill him Lady O stay his fury Ami. Longueville my friend Long. Not for my selfe my Lord but for mankind And all that have an interest to vertue Or title unto innocence Ami. Why heare me Long. For justice sake Ami. That cannot be Long. To punish his wives your honour and my Lords wrongs here whom I must ever call so for your loves I le sweare I le sacrifice Ami. Longaville I did not thinke you a murtherer before Long. I care not what you thought me Ami. By If thou attempt His life thy own is forfeit Mont. Foolish frantick man the murder will be of us not him Lady O God Mont. We could have kild him but we would not take The justice out of fates Singe but a haire of him thou diest Long. No matter shoot Ami. Villaine Dub. My Lord your sister is slaine Ami. Biancha Mont. O haplesse and most wretched chance Lam. Standst thou looking upon the mischief thou hast made Thou Godlesse man feeding thy blood-shot eyes With the red spectacle and art not turn'd to stone With horrour hence and take the wings of thy blacke Infamy to carry thee beyond the shoot of looks Or sound of curses which will pursue thee still Thou hast out-fled all but thy guilt Orl. O wish it off again for I am crack'd Under the burden and my heart will breake How heavy guilt is when men come to feele If you could know the mountaine I sustaine With horror you would each take off your part And more to ease me I cannot stand Forgive where I have wrong'd I pray Ami. Looke to him Montague Long. My Lords and Gentlemen the Lady is well but for feare Unlesse that have shot her I have the worst on 't that needs would venture Upon a tricke had like to ha' cost my guts Look to her she 'l be well it was but Powder I chargd with thinking that a guilty man Would have been frighted sooner but I am glad He 's come at last Lam. How is Byancha well Ami. Lives she see sister doth she breath Lady O Gentlemen thinke you I can breath That am restored to the hatefull sense Of feeling in me my deare husbands death O no I live
shake her neernesse off I study Sir To satisfie your angers that are just Before your pleasures Fred. I have done that already I feare has pull'd to many curses on me Sora. Curses or envies on Valerio's head Would you take my counsell Sir they should all light And with the weight not only crack his scull But his faire credit the exquisite vexation I have devis'd so please you give way in 't And let it worke shall more afflict his soule And trench upon that honour that he brags of Then feare or death in all the frights he carries If you sit downe here they will both abuse ye Laugh at your poore relenting powre and scorne ye What satisfaction can their deaths bring to you That are prepar'd and proud to dye and willingly And at their ends will thank you for that honour How are you nearer the desire you aim at Or if it be revenge your anger covets How can their single deaths give you content Sir Petty revenges end in blood sleight angers A Princes rage should finde out new diseases Death were a pleasure too to pay proud fooles with Fred. What should I do Sor. Adde but your power unto me Make me but strong by your protection And you shall see what joy and what delight What infinite pleasure this poore mouth shall yeeld him I le make him wish he were dead on 's marriage day Or bedrid with old age I le make him curse And cry and curse give me but power Fred. You have it Here take my Ring I am content he pay for 't Sor. It shall be now revenge as I will handle it He shall live after this to beg his life too Twenty to one by this thread as I le weave it Evanthe shall be yours Fred. Take all authority and be most happy Sor. Good Sir no more pitty Exeunt Enter Tony three Citizens and three Wives 1. Wife Good Master Tony put me in Ton. Where do you dwell 1. Wife Forsooth at the sign of the great shoulder of Mutton To. A hungry man would hunt your house out instantly Keep the dogs from your doore Is this Lettice Ruffe your husband a fine sharp sallet to your signe 2. Wife Will you put me in too 3. Wife And me good Master Tony Tony. Put ye all in you had best come twenty more you Think 't is easie a trick of legerdemaine to put ye all in 'T would pose a fellow that had twice my body Though it were all made into chines and fillets 2. W. Puts into 'th wedding Sir we would fain see that 1. W. And the brave Masque too To. You two are pretty women are you their husbands 2. Citiz. Yes for want of better Ton. I think so too you would not be so mad else To turne 'em loose to a company of young Courtiers That swarme like Bees in May when they see young wenches You must not squeak 3. W. No Sir we are better tutor'd Ton. Nor if a young Lord offer you the curtesie 2. W. We know what 't is Sir Ton. Nor you must not grumble If you be thrust up hard we thrust most furiously 1. W. We know the worst Ton. Get you two in then quietly And shift for your selves we must have no old women They are out of use unlesse they have petitions Besides they cough so loud they drown the Musick You would go in too but there is no place for ye I am sorry for 't go and forget your wives Or pray they may be able to suffer patiently You may have Heires may prove wise Aldermen Go or I le call the Guard 3 Citi. We will get in wee 'l venture broken pates else Exit Citiz. and Women Ton. 'T is impossible You are too securely arm'd how they flock hether And with what joy the women run by heapes To see this Marriage they tickle to think of it They hope for every moneth a husband too Still how they run and how the wittals follow 'em The weake things that are worne between the leggs That brushing dressing nor new naps can mende How they post to see their owne confusion This is a merry world Enter Frederick Fred. Looke to the doore sirra Thou art a foole and may'st do mischiefe lawfully Ton. Give me your hand you are my brother Foole You may both make the Law and mar it presently Do you love a wench Fred. Who does not foole Ton. Not I unlesse you will give me a longer lease to marry her Fred. What are all these that come what businesse have they Ton. Some come to gape those are my fellow fooles Some to get home their wives those be their own fooles Some to rejoyce with thee those be the times fooles And some I feare to curse thee those are poore fooles Enter Cassandra an old Lady passing over A set people calls them honest Looke looke King look A weather-beaten Lady new carin'd Fred. An old one Ton. The glasses of her eyes are new rub'd over And the worme-eaten records in her face are daub'd up neatly She layes her breasts out too like to poch'd eggs That had the yelkes suckt out they get new heads also New teeth new tongues for the old are all worne-out And as 't is hoped new tayles Fred. For what Ton. For old Courtiers The young ones are too stirring for their travells Fred. God leave your knavery and helpe to keepe the doore well I will have no such presse Ton. Lay thy hand a thy heart King Fred. I le have ye whipt Ton. The Foole and thou are parted Exit Fred. Sorano work and free me from this spell 'Twixt love and scorne there 's nothing felt but hell Exit Enter Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo and Servants Val. Tye on my Scarfe you are so long about me Good my Lords help give me my other Cloke That Hat and Feather Lord what a Taylor 's this To make me up thus straight one sigh would burst me I have not roome to breath come button button Button apace Cam. I am glad to see you merry Sir Val. 'T would make you merry had you such a wife And such an age to injoy her in Men. An age Sir Val. A moneth 's an age to him that is contented What should I seeke for more give me my sword Ha my good Lords that every one of you now Had but a Lady of that youth and beauty To blesse yourselves this night with would ye not Pray ye speak uprightly Cle. We confesse ye happy And we could well wish such another Banquet But on that price my Lord Val. 'T were nothing else No man can ever come to aime at Heaven But by the knowledge of a Hell These shooes are heavy And if I should be call'd to dance they 'l clog me Get me some pumps I le tell ye brave Camillo And you deare friends the King has honour'd me Out of his gracious favour has much honour'd me To limit me my time for who would live long Who would be old
that becomes me not I know Good men and great names best agree together Cast off the glorious favours and the trappings Of sound and honour wealth and promises His wanton pleasures have flung on my weaknesse And chuse to serve my Countries cause and vertues Poorely and honestly and redeeme my rulnes As I would hope remission of my mischiefes Rug. Old and experienc'd men my Lord Sorano Are not so quickly caught with gilt hypocrisie You pull your clawes in now and fawne upon us As Lyons do to intice poore foolish beasts And beasts we should be too if we beleeved ye Go exercise your Art Sor. For heaven sake scorne me not Nor adde more hell to my afflicted soule Then I feele here as you are honourable As you are charitable looke gently on me I will no more to Court be no more Devill I know I must be hated even of him That was my Love now and the more he loves me For his foule ends when they shall once appeare to him Muster before his conscience and accuse him The fouler and the more falls his displeasure Princes are fading things so are their favours Mar. He weeps agen his heart is toucht sure with remorce Sor. See this and give me faire attention good my Lord And worthy Father see within this violl The remedy and cure of all my honour And of the sad Prince lyes Rug. What new trick 's this Sor. 'T is true I have done Offices abundantly Ill and prodigious to the Prince Alphonso And whilst I was a knave I sought his death too Rug. You are too late convicted to be good yet Sor. But Father when I felt this part afflict me This inward and call'd me to an audit Of my misdeeds and mischiefes Mar. Well go on Sir Sor. O then then then what was my glory then Father The favour of the King what did that ease me What was it to be bow'd to by all creatures Worshipt and courted what did this availe me I was a wretch a poore lost wretch Mar. Still better Sor. Till in the midst of all my griefe I found Repentance and a learned man to give the meanes to it A Jew an honest and a rare Phisition Of him I had this Jewell 't is a Jewell And at the price of all my wealth I bought it If the King knew it I must lose my head And willingly most willingly I would suffer A childe may take it 't is so sweet in working Mar. To whom would you apply it too Sor. To the sick Prince It will in halfe a day dissolve his melancholly Rug. I do beleeve and give him sleep for ever What impudence is this and what base malice To make us instruments of thy abuses Are we set here to poison him Sor. Mistake not yet I must needs say 't is a noble care And worthy vertuous servants if you will see A flourishing estate againe in Naples And great Alphonso reigne that 's truly good And like himselfe able to make all excellent Give him this drink this good health unto him Drinks I am not so desperate yet to kill my selfe Never looke on me as a guilty man Nor on the water as a speedy poison I am not mad nor laid out all my treasure My conscience and my credit to abuse ye How nimbly and how cheerefully it workes now Upon my heart and head sure I am a new man There is no sadnesse that I feele within me But as it meets it like a lazie vapour How it flyes off Here give it him with speed You are more guilty then I ever was And worthier of the name of evill subjects If but an houre you hold this from his health Rug. 'T is some rare vertuous thing sure he is a good man It must be so come let 's apply it presently And may it sweetly work Sor. Pray let me heare on 't and carry it close my Lords Mar. Yes good Sorano Exit Rugio Marco Sor. Do my good fooles my honest pious coxcombs My wary fooles too have I caught your wisedomes You never dream't I knew an Antidote Nor how to take it to secure mine owne life I am an asse go give him the fine cordiall And when you have done go dig his grave good Frier Some two houres hence we shall have such a bawling And roaring up and downe for Aquavitae Such rubbing and such nointing and such cooling I have sent him that will make a bonefire in 's belly If he recover it there is no heat in Hell sure Exit Enter Frederick and Podrano Fred. Podrano Pod. Sir Fred. Call hither Lord Valerio and let none trouble us Pod. It shall be done Sir Exit Enter Cassandra Fred. I know he wants no additions to his tortures He has enough for humane blood to carry Yet I must vex him further So many that I wonder his hot youth And high-bred spirit breakes not into fury I must yet torture him a little further And make my selfe sport with his miseries My anger is too poore else Here he comes Valerio Now my young married Lord how do you feele your self You have the happinesse you ever aimed at The joy and pleasure Val. Would you had the like Sir Fred. You tumble in delights with your sweet Lady And draw the minutes out in deare embraces You live a right Lords life Val. Would you had tryed it That you might know the vertue but to suffer Your anger though it be unjust and insolent Sits hansomer upon you then your scorne To do a wilfull ill and glory in it Is to do it double double to be damn'd too Fred. Hast thou not found a loving and free Prince High in his favours too that has confer'd Such hearts ease and such heapes of comfort on thee All thou coudest aske Val. You are too growne a tyrant Upon so suffering and so still a subject You have put upon me such a punishment That if your youth were honest it would blush at But you are a shame to nature as to vertue Pull not my rage upon ye 't is so just It will give way to no respect my life My innocent life I dare maintaine it Sir Like a wanton prodigall you have flung away Had I a thousand more I would allow 'em And be as carelesse of 'em as your will is But to deny those rights the Law has given me The holy Law and make her life the pennance Is such a studied and unheard of malice No heart that is not hyred from Hell dare think of To do it then too when my hopes were high High as my blood all my desires upon me My free affections ready to embrace her And she mine owne do you smile at this i st done well Is there not heaven above you that sees all Come hither Time how does your noble Mistris Cass. As a Gentlewoman may do in her case that 's newly married Sir Sickly sometimes and fond on 't like your Majesty Fred. She is breeding then Cass. She wants much
Tyr'd with a weary march they tell their wounds Even weeeping ripe they were no more nor deeper And glory in those scarrs that make 'em lovely And sitting where a Campe was like sad Pilgrims They reckon up the times and living labours Of Julius or Germanicus and wonder That Rome whose turrets once were topt with honours Can now forget the Custome of her conquests And then they blame your Grace and say who leads us Shall we stand here like Statues were our Fathers The Sonnes of lazie Moores our Princes Persians Nothing but silkes and softnesse curses on 'em That first taught Nero wantonnesse and bloud Tiberius doubts Caligula all vices For from the spring of these succeeding Princes Thus they talke Sir Emp. Well Why doe you heare these things Aec. Why do you do 'em I take the gods to witnesse with more sorrow And more vexation doe I heare these taintures Then were my life dropt from me through an hour-glasse Emp. Belike then you beleeve 'em or at least Are glad they should be so take heed you were better Build your own Tomb and runne into it living Then dare a Princes anger Aec. I am old Sir And ten yeares more addition is but nothing Now if my life be pleasing to ye take it Vpon my knees if ever any service As let me brag some have bin worthy notice If ever any worth or trust ye gave me Deserv'd a faire respect if all my actions The hazards of my youth colds burnings wants For you and for the Empire be not vices By that stile ye have stampt upon me Souldier Let me not fall into the hands of wretches Emp. I understand ye not Aec. Let not this body That has lookd bravely in his bloud for Cesar And covetous of wounds and for your safety After the scape of Swords Speares Slings and Arrows Gainst which my beaten body was mine Armour The Seas and thirstie deserts now be purchase For Slaves and base Informers I see anger And death look through your eyes I am markt for slaughter And know the telling of this truth has made me A man cleane lost to this world I embrace it Only my last Petition sacred Cesar Is I may dye a Roman Emp. Rise my friend still And worthy of my love Reclaime the Souldier I le study to doe so upon my selfe too Goe keep your command and prosper Aec. Life to Cesar Exit Aecius Enter Chilax Chi. Lord Maximus attends your Grace Emp. Goe tell him I le meete him in the gallery The honesty of this Aecius Who is indeed the Bull-wark of the Empire Has div'd so deep into me that of all The sins I covet but this womans beautie With much repentance now I could be quit of But she is such a pleasure being good That though I were a god she would fire my bloud Exit Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter the Emperour Maximus Lycinius Proculus Chilax as at Dice Emp. NAY ye shall set my hand out t is not just I should neglect my fortune now t is prosperous Lyc. If I have any thing to set your Grace But Clothes or good conditions let me perish You have all my mony Sir Pro. And mine Chi. And mine too Max. Vnlesse your Grace will credit us Emp. No bare boord Lyc. Then at my Garden-House Emp. The Orchard too Lyc. And 't please your Grace Emp. Have at 'em Pro. They are lost Lyc. Why farewell Fig-trees Emp. Who sets more Chil. At my Horse Sir Emp. The dapl'd Spaniard Chil. He Emp. He 's mine Chil. He is so Max. Your shorthorse is soone curried Chil. So it seemes Sir So may your Mare be too if luck serve Max. Ha Ch. Nothing my Lord but grieving at my fortune Emp. Come Maximus you were not wont to flinch thus Max. By Heaven Sir I have lost all Emp. Ther 's a ring yet Max. This was not made to loose Sir Emp. Some love token Set it I say Max. I doe beseech your Grace Rather name any house I have Emp. How strange And curious you are growne of toyes redeem 't If so I win it when you please to morrow Or next day as ye will I care not But only for my luck sake T is not Rings Can make me richer Max. Will you throw Sir there 't is Emp. Why then have at it fairely myne Max. Your Grace Is only ever fortunate to morrow An 't be your pleasure Sir I le pay the price on 't Emp. To morrow you shall have it without price Sir But this day 't is my victory good Maximus Now I bethink my selfe goe to Aecius And bid him muster all the Cohorts presently They mutiny for pay I heare and be you Assistant to him when you know their numbers Ye shall have monyes for 'em and above Something to stop their tongues withall Max. I will Sir And gods preserve you in this mind still Emp. Shortly I le see 'em march my selfe Max. Gods ever keep ye Exit Max. Emp. To what end doe you think this ring shall serve now For you are fellowes only know by roate As birds record their lessons Chil. For the Lady Emp. But how for her Chil. That I confesse I know not Emp. Then pray for him that do's fetch me an Eunuch That never saw her yet and you two see Exit Chil. The Court made like a Paradise Lyc. We will Sir Emp. Full of faire shewes and Musiques all your arts As I shall give instructions screw to 'th highest For my maine peece is now a doing and for feare You should not take I le have an other engine Such as if vertue be not only in her She shall not choose but leane to let the women Put on a graver shew of welcome Pro. Well Sir Emp. They are a thought too eager Enter Chilax and Lycias the Eunuch Chil. Here 's the Eunuch Eun. Long life to Cesar Emp. I must use you Lycias Come let 's walk in and then I le shew ye all If women may be fraile this wench shall fall Exeunt Scaene 2. Enter Claudia and Marcellina Claudia Sirrha what ayles my Lady that of late She never cares for company Mar. I know not Vnlesse it be that company causes Cuckolds Clau. That were a childish feare Mar. What were those Ladyes Came to her lately From the Court Clau. The same wench Some grave Instructors on my life they look For all the world like old hactht hilts Mar. T is true wench For here and there and yet they painted well too One might discover where the gold was worne Their Iron ages Clau. If my judgment faile not They have been sheathed like rotten ships Mar. It may be Clau. For if ye mark their rudders they hang weakly Mar. They have past the line belike wouldst live Clau Till thou wert such as they are Clau. Chimney pieces Now heaven have mercy on me and young men I had rather make a drallery till thirty While I were able to endure a tempest And beare my fights out bravely till my tackle Whistled
get mony Their warlike Eagles into Dawes or Starlings To give an Ave Cesar as he passes And be rewarded with a thousand dragma's For thus we get but yeares and beets Aeci. What think you Were these words to be spoken by a Captain One that should give example Max. 'T was too much Pon. My Lord I did not wooe'em from the Empire Nor bid 'em turne their daring steele gainst Caesar The Gods for ever hate me if that motion Were part of me Give me but imployment Sir And way to live and where you hold me vicious Bred up in mutiny my Sword shall tell ye And if you please that place I held maintaine it Gainst the most daring foes of Rome I am honest A lover of my Country one that holds His life no longer his then kept for Caesar Weigh not I thus low on my knee beseech you What my rude tongue discovered t' was my want No other part of Pontius you have seen me And you my Lord doe something for my Country And both beheld the wounds I gave and took Not like a backward Traytor Aeci. All this language Makes but against you Pontius you are cast And by mine honor and my love to Caesar By me shall never be restord In my Campe I will not have a tongue though to himselfe Dare talke but neere sedition as I governe All shall obey and when they want their duty And ready service shall redresse their needs Not prating what they would be Pon. Thus I leave ye Yet shall my praires still although my fortunes Must follow you no more be still about ye Gods give ye where ye fight the Victory Ye cannot cast my wishes Aeci. Come my Lord Now to the Field agen Max. Alas poore Pontius Exeunt Scaen. 4. Enter Chilax at one dore Lycinius and Balbus at another Lyc. How now Chi. Shee 's come Bal. Then I le to 'th Emperor Exit Balbus Chi. Doe Is the Musick placed well Lyc. Excellent Chil. Lycinius you and Proclus receive her In the great Chamber at her entrance Let me alone and doe you heare Lycinius Pray let the Ladies ply her further off And with much more discretion one word more Lyc. Well Chil. Are the Iewells and those ropes of Pearle Layd in the way she passes Enter Emperor Balbus and Proclus Lyc. Take no care man Exeunt Lyc. Emp. What is she come Chil. She is Sir but t' wer best Your Grace were seen last to her Emp. So I mean Keep the Court emptie Proculus Pro. T is done Sir Emp. Be not too sudaine to hir Chil. Good your Grace Retire and man your selfe let us alone We are no children this way doe you heare Sir T is necessary that her waiting women Be cut off in the Lobby by some Ladies The'd break the businesse else Emp. T is true they shall Chil. Remember your place Proculus Pro. I warrant ye Exeunt Emperor Balbus and Pro. Enter Lucina Claudia and Marcellina Chi. She enters who are waytors there the Emperor Calls for his Horse to ayre himselfe Luci. I am glad I come so happily to take him absent This takes away a little feare I know him Now I begin to feare agen Oh honour If ever thou hadst temple in weak woman And sacrifice of modesty burnt to thee Hold me fast now and help me Chil. Noble Madam Ye are welcome to the Court most nobly welcome Ye are a stranger Lady Luc. I desire so Chil. A wondrous stranger here Nothing so strange And therefore need a guide I think Luc. I doe Sir And that a good one too Chil. My service Lady Shall be your guard in this place But pray ye tell me Are ye resolv'd a Courtier Luc. No I hope Sir Clau. You are Sir Chil. Yes my faire one Clau. So it seemes You are so ready to bestow your selfe Pray what might cost those Breeches Chil. Would you weare 'em Madam ye have a witty woman Mar. Two Sir Or else yee underbuy us Luc. Leave your talking But is my Lord here I beseech ye Sir Chil. He is sweet Lady and must take this kindly Exceeding kindly of ye wondrous kindly Ye come so farre to visit him I le guide ye Luc. Whether Chil. Why to your Lord Luc. Is it so hard Sir To find him in this place without a Guide For I would willingly not trouble you Chil. It will be so for you that are a stranger Nor can it be a trouble to doe service To such a worthy beauty and besides Mar. I see he will goe with us Clau. Let him amble Chil. It fits not that a Lady of your reckoning Should passe without attendants Luc. I have two Sir Chil. I mean without a man You 'l see the Emperor Luc. Alas I am not fit Sir Chil. You are well enough Hee 'l take it wondrous kindly Harke Luc. ye flatter Good Sir no more of that Chil. Well I but tell ye Luc. Will ye goe forward since I must be mand Pray take your place Claud. Cannot ye man us too Sir Chil. Give me but time Mar. And you 'l try all things Chil. No Make ye no such promise Claud. If ye doe Sir Take heed ye stand to 't Chil. Wondrous merry Ladies Enter Lycinius and Proculus Balbus Luc. The wenches are disposd pray keep your way Sir Exit Lyc. She is comming up the staires Now the Musick And as that stirs her let 's set on perfumes there Pro. Discover all the Iewells Lyc. Peace Musicke SONGS Now the lusty Spring is seene Golden yellow gaudy Blew Daintily Invite the view Every where on every Greene Roses blushing as they blow And inticing men to pull Lillies whiter then the snow Woodbines of sweet hony full All loves Emblems and all cry Ladyes if not pluck't we dye Yet the lusty Spring hath stayd Blushing red and purest white Daintily to love invite Every Woman every Mayd Cherries kissing as they grow And inviting men to taste Apples even ripe below Winding gently to the waste All loves emblems and all cry Ladies if not pluckt we dye SECOND Heare ye Ladies that despise what the mighty love has done Feare examples and be wise Faire Calisto was a Nun Laeda sayling on the streame To deceive the hopes of man Love accounting but a dream Doted on a silver Swan Danae in a Brazen Tower Where no love was lov'd a Flowre Heare yee Ladyes that are coy What the mighty love can doe Feare the fiercenesse of the Boy The chaste Moon he makes to woe Vesta kindling holy fires Circled round about with spies Never dreaming loose desires Doting at the Altar dies Ilion is a short Tower higher He can build and once more fire Enter Chilax Lucina Claudia and Marcellina Luc. Pray Heaven my Lord be here for now I feare it Well Ring if thou bee'st counterfeit or stolne As by this preparation I suspect it Thou hast betraid thy Mistris pray Sir forward I would faine see my Lord Chil. But tell me Madam How doe ye like the Song Luc. I
of strange whispers I am least in rumour Enter Aecius and Phidias And so I le keep my selfe Here comes Aecius I see the bait is swallow'd If he be lost He is my Martyr and my way stands open And honour on thy head his bloud is reckond Aec. Why how now friend what make ye here unarmd Are ye turnd Merchant Max. By your faire perswasions And such a Marchant trafficks without danger I have forgotten all Aecius And which is more forgiven Aec. Now I love ye Truly I doe ye are a worthy Roman Max. The faire repentance of my Prince to me Is more then sacrifice of bloud and vengeance No eyes shall weep her ruins but mine owne Aec. Still ye take more love from me vertuous friend The gods make poore Aecius worthy of thee Max. Only in me y' are poore Sir and I worthy Only in being yours But why your arme thus Have ye bin hurt Aecius Aec. Bruisd a little My horse fell with me friend which till this morning I never knew him doe Max. Pray gods it boade well And now I think on 't better ye shall back Let my perswasions rule ye Aec. Back why Maximus The Emperor commands me come Max. I like not At this time his command Aec. I doe at all times And all times will obey it why not now then Max. I le tell ye why and as I have bin governd Be you so noble Friend The Courts in Guard Armd strongly for what purpose let me feare I doe not like your going Aec. Were it fire And that fire certain to consume this body If Cesar sent I would goe never feare man If he take me he takes his armes away I am too plaine and true to be suspected Max. Then I have dealt unwisely Aec. If the Emperor Because he meerely may will have my life That 's all he has to worke on and all shall have Let him 'a loves me better here I wither And happily may live till ignorantly I run into a fault worth death nay more dishonour Now all my sinnes I dare say those of duty Are printed here and if I fall so happy I blesse the grave I lye in and the gods Equall as dying on the Enemy Must take me up a Sacrifice Max. Goe on then And I le goe with ye Aec. No ye may not friend Max. He cannot be a friend bars me Aecius Shall I forsake ye in my doubts Aec. Ye must Max. I must not nor I will not have I liv'd Only to be a Carpet friend for pleasure I can endure a death as well as Cato Aec. There is no death nor danger in my going Nor none must goe along Max. I have a sword too And once I could have usd it for my friend Aec. I need no sword nor friend in this pray leave me And as ye love me do not overlove me I am commanded none shall come At supper I le meet ye and wee le drink a cup or two Ye need good Wine ye have bin sad Farwell Max. Farwell my noble Friend let me embrace ye Ere ye depart it may be one of us Shall never doe the like agen Aec. Yes often Max. Farwell good deer Aecius Aec. Farwell Maximus Till night indeed you doubt too much Exit Max. I doe not Goe worthy innocent and make the number Of Cesars sinnes so great heaven may want mercy I le hover hereabout to know what passes And if he be so divelish to destroy thee In thy bloud shall begin his Tragedy Exit Scaen. 3. Enter Proculus and Pontius Pro. Besides this if you do it you enjoy The noble name Patrician more than that too The Friend of Cesar ye are stild ther 's nothing Within the hopes of Rome or present being But you may safely say is yours Pon. Pray stay Sir What has Aecius done to be destroyd At least I would have a colour Pro. Ye have more Nay all that may be given he is a Traitor One any man would strike that were a subject Pon. Is he so fowle Pro. Yes a most fearefull Traytor Pon. A fearefull plague upon thee for thou lyest I ever thought the Souldier would undoe him With his too much affection Pro. Ye have hit it They have brought him to ambition Pon. Then he is gone Pro. The Emperor out of a foolish pittie Would save him yet Pon. Is he so mad Pro. He 's madder Would goe to 'th Army to him Pon. Would'a so Pro. Yes Pontius but we consider Pon. Wisely Pro. How else man that the state lies in it Pon. And your lives too Pro. And every mans Pon. He did me All the disgrace he could Pro. And scurvily Pon. Out of a mischiefe meerly did you mark it Yes well enough Pro. Now ye have meanes to quit it The deed done take his place Pon. Pray let me thinke on 't T is ten to one I doe it Pro. Doe and be happy Exit Pro. Pon. This Emperor is made of naught but mischiefe Sure Murther was his Mother none to lop But the maine linck he had upon my conscience The man is truly honest and that kills him For to live here and study to be true Is all one to be Traitors why should he die Have they not Slaves and Rascalls for their Offrings In full abundance Bawds more then beasts for slaughter Have they not singing whores enough and knaves too And millions of such Martyrs to sink Charon But the best sons of Rome must saile too I wil shew him since he must dye a way to doe it truly And though he beares me hard yet shall he know I am born to make him blesse me for a blow Exit Scaen. 2. Enter Phidias Aretus and Aecius Phi. Yet ye may scape to 'th Camp wee 'l hazard with ye Aretus Loose not your life so basely Sir ye are armd And many when they see your sword out and know why Must follow your adventure Aec. Get ye from me Is not the doom of Cesar on this body Doe not I beare my last houre here now sent me Am I not old Aecius ever dying You think this tendernesse and love you bring me T is treason and the strength of disobedience And if ye tempt me further ye shall feele it I seek the Camp for safety when my death Ten times more glorious then my life and lasting Bids me be happie Let the foole feare dying Or he that weds a woman for his honour Dreaming no other life to come but kisses Aecius is not now to learne to suffer If ye dare shew a just affection kill me I stay but those that must why do ye weep Am I so wretched to deserve mens pities Goe give your teares to those that lose their worths Bewaile their miseries for me wear Garlands Drink wine and much sing Peans to my praise I am to triumph friends and more then Cesar For Cesar feares to die I love to die Phi. O my deare Lord Aec. No more goe goe I say Shew me not signes of sorrow I deserve
mother have I warm'd thee here to corrode ev'n my heart Martius prepare to kill me or be kill'd Mar. Why Sophocles then prethee kill me I deserve it highly for I have both transgress'd 'gainst men and gods but am repentant now and in best case to uncase my soul of this oppressing flesh which though Gods witnesse nev'r was actually injurious to thy wife and thee yet 't was her goodnesse that restrain'd and held me now but take my life dear friend for my intent or else forgive it Val. By the gods of Athens these words are true and all direct again Soph. Pardon me Dorigen Mar. Forgive me Sophocles and Dorigen too and every one that 's good Dor. Rise noble Romane belov'd Sophocles take to thy brest thy friend Mar. And to thy heart thy matchlesse wife heaven has not stuff enough to make another such for if it could Martius would marry too For thy blest sake O thou infinitie of excellence henceforth in mens discourse Rome shall not take the wall of Athens as tofore But when in their fair honours we to speak do come we 'll say 'T was so in Athens and in Rome Exeunt in pomp Diana descends Diana Honour set ope thy gates and with thee bring my servant and thy friend fair Dorigen Let her triumph with her her Lord and friend who though misled still honour was their end Flourish Enter the Shew of Honours Triumph a great flourish of Trumpets and Drums within Then enter a noise of Trumpets sounding cheerfully Then follows an armed Knight bearing a Crimson Banneret in hand with the inscription Valour by his side a Lady bearing a Watchet Banneret the inscription Clemencie next Martius and Sophocles with Coronets Next two Ladies one bearing a white Banneret the inscription Chastity the other a black the inscription Constancie Then Dorigen crown'd Last a Chariot drawn by two Moors in it a Person crown'd with a Scepter on the top in an antick Scutcheon is written Honour As they passe over Diana ascends Rinald. How like you it Frig. Rarely so well I would they would do it again How many of our wives now adays would deserve to triumph in such a Chariot Rinald. That 's all one you see they triumph in Caroches Frig. That they do by the masse but not all neither many of them are content with Carts But Seignior I have now found out a great absurditie ifaith Rinald. What was 't Frig. The Prologue presenting four Triumphs made but three legs to the King a three legg'd Prologue 't was monstrous Rinald. 'T had been more monstrous to have had a four-legg'd one Peace the King speaks Em. Here was a woman Isabel Isa. I my Lord but that she told a lye to vex her husband therein she fail'd Em. She serv'd him well enough he that was so much man yet would be cast to jealousie for her integrity This teacheth us the passion of love can fight with Souldiers and with Scholars too Isa. In Martius clemencie and valour shown in the other courage and humanitie and therefore in the Triumph they were usher'd by clemencie and valour Em. Rightly observ'd as she by chastitie and constancie what hurt 's now in a Play against which some rail so vehemently thou and I my Love make excellent use methinks I learn to be a lawful lover void of jealousie and thou a constant wife Sweet Poetry 's a flower where men like Bees and Spiders may bear poison or else sweets and Wax away Be venom-drawing Spiders they that will I 'll be the Bee and suck the honey still Flourish Cupid descends Cupid Stay clouds ye rack too fast bright Phoebus see Honour has triumph'd with fair Chastity Give Love now leave in purity to show Unchaste affections flie not from his bowe Produce the sweet example of your youth Whilst I provide a Triumph for your Truth Flourish Enter Violane with childe and Gerrard Viol. Why does my Gerrard grieve Ger. O my sweet Mistris 't is not life which by our Milain law my fact hath forfeited makes me thus pensive that I would lose to save the little finger of this your noble burthen from least hurt because your blood is in 't But since your love made poor incompatible me the parent being we are not married your dear blood falls under the same cruel penalty and can heaven think fit ye die for me for heavens sake say I ravisht you I 'll swear it to keep your life safe and repute unstain'd Viol. O Gerrard th' art my life and faculties and if I lose thee I 'll not keep mine own the thought of whom sweetens all miseries Wouldst have me murder thee beyond thy death unjustly scandal thee with ravishment It was so far from rape that heaven doth know if ever the first Lovers ere they fell knew simply in the state of innocence such was this act this that doth ask no blush Ger. O but my rarest Violane when my Lord Randulpho brother to your father shall understand this how will he exclaim that my poor Aunt and me which his free alms hath nurs'd since Millain by the Duke of Mantua who now usurps it was surpriz'd that time my father and my mother were both slain with my Aunts husband as she says their states despoil'd and seiz'd 't is past my memory but thus she told me onely this I know since I could understand your honour'd Uncle hath given me all the liberal education that his own son might look for had he one now will he say Dost thou requite me thus O the thought kills me Viol. Gentle gentle Gerrard be cheer'd and hope the best My mother father and uncle love me most indulgently being the onely branch of all their stocks but neither they nor he thou wouldst not grieve with this unwelcom news shall ever hear Violane 's tongue reveal much lesse accuse Gerrard to be the father of his own I 'll rather silent die that thou maist live to see thy little off-spring grow and thrive Enter Dorothea Dor. Mistris away your Lord and father seeks you I 'll convey Gerrard out at the back door he has found a husband for you and insults in his invention little thinking you have made your own choice and possest him too Viol. A husband 't must be Gerrard or my death Fare well be onely true unto thy self and know heavens goodnesse shall prevented be ere worthiest Gerrard suffer harm for me Ger. Fare well my life and soul Aunt to your counsel I flee for aid O unexpressible love thou art an undigested heap of mixt extremes whose pangs are wakings and whose pleasures dreams Exeunt Enter Benvoglio Angelina Ferdinand Ben. My Angelina never didst thou yet so please me as in this consent and yet thou hast pleas'd me well I swear old wench ha ah Ferdinand she 's thine own thou 'st have her boy ask thy good Ladie else Ferd. Whom shall I have Sir Ben. Whom d' ye think ifaith Angel Ghesse Ferd. Noble Madam I may hope
prompted by shallow merit through your profound grace for your chamber-maid Ben. How 's that how 's that Ferd. Her chamber-maid my Lord Ben. Her chamberpot my Lord You modest asse thou never shew'dst thy self an asse till now 'Fore heaven I am angrie with thee Sirha sirha this whitmeat-spirit 's not yours legitimate advance your hope and 't please you ghesse again Ang. And let your thoughts flee higher aim them right Sir you may hit you have the fairest white Ferd. If I may be so bold then my good Lord your favour doth encourage me to aspire to catch my Ladies Gentlewoman Ben. Where where would you catch her do you know my daughter Violanta Sir Ang. Well said no more about the bush Ferd. My good Lord I have gaz'd on Violanta and the stars whose heavenly influence I admir'd not knew nor ever was so sinful to believe I might attain 't Ben. Now you are an asse again for if thou ne'er attain'st 't is onely long of that faint heart of thine which never did it She is your Lords heir mine Benvoglio 's heir my brothers too Randulpho 's her descent not behinde any of the Millanois And Ferdinand although thy parentage be unknown thou know'st that I have bred thee up from five yeers old and do not blush to hear it have found thy wisdom trust and fair successe so full in all my affairs that I am fitter to call thee Master then thou me thy Lord Thou canst not be but sprung of gentlest blood thy minde shines thorow thee like the radiant sun although thy bodie be a beauteous cloud Come seriously this is no flatterie and well thou know'st it though thy modest blood rise like the morning in thy check to hear 't Sir I can speak in earnest Vertuous service so meritorious Ferdinand as yours yet bashful still and silent should extract a fuller price then impudence exact and this is now the wages it must have my daughter is thy wife my wealth thy slave Ferd. Good Madam pinch I sleep does my Lord mock and you assist Custom 's inverted quite for old men now adays do flout the young Ben. Fetch Violanta As I intend this religiously let my soul finde joy or pain Exit Angelina Ferd. My honour'd Lord and Master if I hold that worth could merit such felicitie you bred it in me and first purchas'd it it is your own and what productions in all my faculties my soul begets your very mark is on you need not adde rewards to him that is in debt to you you sav'd my life Sir in the Massacre there you begot me new since foster'd me O can I serve too much or pray for you alas 't is slender paiment to your bountie Your daughter is a paradice and I unworthie to be set there you may chuse the royalst seeds of Milain Ben. Prethee peace thy goodnesse makes me weep I am resolv'd I am no Lord o' th' time to tie my blood to sordid muck I have enough my name my state and honours I will store in thee whose wisedom will rule well keep and increase a knave or fool that could confer the like would bate each hour diminish every day Thou art her price-lot then drawn out by fate an honest wise man is a Princes mate Ferd. Sir heaven and you have over-charg'd my brest with grace beyond my continence I shall burst the blessing you have given me witnesse Saints I would not change for Millain But my Lord is she prepard Ben. What needs Preparative where such a Cordial is prescrib'd as thou thy person and thy vertues in one scale shall poize hers with her beautie and her wealth if not I adde my will unto thy weight thy mother 's with her now Son take my keys and let this preparation for this Marriage this welcom Marriage long determin'd here be quick and gorgeous Gerrard Enter Gerrard Ger. My good Lord my Lord your brother craves your conference instantly on affairs of high import Ben. Why what news Ger. The Tyrant my good Lord is sick to death of his old Apoplexie whereon the States advise that Letters missive be straight dispatcht to all the neighbour-Countreys and Schedules too divulg'd on every post to enquire the lost Duke forth their purpose is to re-instate him Ben. 'T is a pious deed Ferdinand to my daughter this delay though to so good a purpose angers me but I 'll recover it Be secret son Go woo with truth and expedition Exit Ferd. O my unsounded joy how fares my Gerrard my noble twin-friend fie thy look is heavie sullen and sowre blanch it didst thou know my cause of joy thou 'ldst never sorrow more I know thou lov'st me so How dost thou Ger. Well too well my fraught of health my sicknesse is in life I am dead by living dying still Ferd. What sublunary mischief can predominate a wise man thus or doth thy friendship play in this antipathous extreme with mine lest gladnesse suffocate me I I I do feel my spirit 's turn'd to fire my blood to air and I am like a purifi'd essence tri'd from all drossie parts Ger. Were 't but my life the losse were sacrific'd but vertue must for me slain and innocence made dust Ferd. Fare well good Gerrard Ger. Dearest friend stay Ferd. Sad thoughts are no companions for me now much lesse sad words thy bosom bindes some secret which do not trust me with for mine retains another which I must conceal from thee Ger. I would reveal it 't is a heavie tale canst thou be true and secret still Ferd. Why friend if you continue true unto your self I have no means of falshood Lock this door come yet your prisoner 's sure Ger. Stay Ferdinand Ferd. What is this trouble Love why thou art capable of any woman Doth want oppresse thee I will lighten thee hast thou offended law my Lord and thine and I will save thy life Does servitude upbraid thy freedom that she suffers it have patience but three days and I will make thee thy Lords companion Can a friend do more Ger. Lend me the means How can this be Ferd. First let this Cabinet keep your pawn and I will trust yet for the form of satisfaction take this my Oath to boot By my presum'd Gentrie and sacred known Christianitie I 'll die ere I reveal thy trust Ger. Then hear it Your Lords fair daughter Violanta is my betrothed wife goes great with childe by me and by this deed both made a prey to Law How may I save her life advise me friend Ferd. What did he say Gerrard whose voice was that O death unto my heart bane to my soul my wealth is vanish'd like the rich mans store in one poor minute all my daintie fare but jugling dishes my fat hope despair Ger. Is this so odious where 's your mirth Ferd. Why thou hast robb'd me of it Gerrard draw thy sword and if thou lov'st my Mistris chastitie defend it else I 'll cut it from thy heart
for it was ever constant Enter Cornelia Cor. Hold your Sentence unjustly is pronounced my Lord this blowe cuts your hand off for his is none of yours but Violanta 's given in holy Marriage before she was delivered consummated with the free will of her mother by her Confessor in Lord Benvoglio 's house Ger. Alas good Aunt that helps us nothing else I had reveal'd it Duke What woman 's this Ben. A base confederate in this proceeding kept of alms long time by him who now expos'd to misery talks thus distractedly Attach her Guard Ran. Your cruelty brother will have end Cor. You 'd best let them attach my tongue Duke Good woman peace for were this truth it doth not help thy nephew the Law 's infring'd by their disparitie that forfeits both their lives Cor. Sir with your pardon had your Grace ever children Duke Thou hast put a question whose sharp point toucheth my heart I had two little sons twins who were both with my good Dutchesse slain as I did hear at that time when my Dukedom was surpris'd Cor. I have heard many say my gracious Lord that I was wondrous like her All Ha Duke By all mans joy it is Cornelia my dearest wife Cor. To ratifie me her come down Alphonso one of those two twins and take thy fathers blessing thou hast broke no Law thy birth being above thy wives Ascanio is the other nam'd Fernando who by remote means to my Lord Benvoglio I got prefer'd and in poor habits clad you fled and th' innovation laid again I wrought my self into Randulpho's service with my eldest boy yet never durst reveal what they and I were no not to themselves until the Tyrants death Duke My joy has filled me like a full-winded sail I cannot speak Ger. Fetch Violanta and my brother Ben. Run run like a spout you rogue a o' poison that little whore I trusted will betray me Stay hang-man I have work for you there 's gold cut off my head or hang me presently Soft Musick Enter Angelina with the bodies of Ferdinand and Violanta on a bier Dorothea carrying the cup and letter which she gives to the Duke he reads seems sorrowful shews it to Cornelia and Gerrard they lament over the bier Randulpho and Benvoglio seem fearful and seem to report to Angelina and Dorothea what hath passed before Ran. This is your rashnesse brother Duke O joy thou wert too great to last this was a cruel turning to our hopes unnatural father poor Ascanio Ger. O mother let me be Gerrard again and follow Violanta Cor. O my son Duke Your lives yet bloodie men shall answer this Dor. I must not see 'em longer grieve My Lord be comforted let sadnesse generally forsake each eye and bosom they both live for poison I infus'd meer Opium holding compulsive perjury lesse sin then such a loathed murther would have bin All oh blessed Maiden Dor. Musick gently creep into their ears and fright hence lazie sleep Morpheus command thy servant Sleep in leaden chains no longer keep this Prince and Lady Rise wake rise and round about convey your eyes Rise Prince go greet thy Father and thy Mother Rise thou t' imbrace thy Husband and thy Brother Du. Cor. Son Daughter Ferd. Father Mother Brother Ger. Wife Viol. Are we not all in heaven Ger. 'Faith very neer it Ferd. How can this be Duke Hear it Dor. If I had ser'vd you right I should have seen your old pate off ere I had reveal'd Ben. O wench oh honest wench if my wife die I 'll marry thee There 's my reward Ferd. 'T is true Duke 'T is very strange Ger. Why kneel you honest Master Ferd. My good Lord Ger. Deer Mother Duke Rise rise all are friends I owe ye for all their boards And wench take thou the man whose life thou sav'dst lesse cannot pay thy merit How shall I part my kisse I cannot Let one generally therefore join our cheeks A pen of iron and a leafe of brasse to keep this Storie to eternitie and a Promethean wit O sacred Love nor chance nor death can thy firme truth remove Exeunt King Now Isabella Flourish Isab. This can true love doe I joy they all so happily are pleas'd the Ladies and the brothers must triumph King They doe for Cupid scorns but t' have his triumph too Flourish The Triumph Enter Divers Musicians Then certaine Singers bearing Bannerets inscribed Truth Loyaltie Patience Concord Next Gerrard and Ferdinand with garlands of Roses Then Violanta Last a Chariot drawn by two Cupids and a Cupid sitting in it Flourish Enter PROLOGUE Love and the strength of fair affection Most royall Sir what long seem'd lost have won Their perfect ends and crown'd those constant hearts With lasting Triumph whose most vertuous parts Worthie desires and love shall never end Now turn we round the Scene and Great Sir lend A sad and serious eye to this of Death This black and dismall Triumph where mans breath Desert and guilty blood ascend the Stage And view the Tyrant ruin'd in his rage Exit Flourish Enter L'avall Gabriella and Maria Gab. No good my Lord I am not now to finde your long neglect of me All those affections you came first clad in to my love like Summer lustie and full of life all those desires that like the painted Spring bloom'd round about ye giving the happie promise of an harvest how have I seen drop off and fall forgotten With the least lustre of anothers beauty how oft forgetfull Lord have I been blasted Was I so eas'ly won or did this bodie yeeld to your false embraces with lesse labour then if you had carried some strong towne Lav. Good Gabriell Gab. Could all your subtilties and sighs betray me the vows ye shook me with the tears ye drown'd me till I came fairly off with honour'd marriage O fie my Lord Lav. Prethee good Gabriella Gab. Would I had never known ye nor your honours they are stuck too full of griefs oh happy women that plant your love in equall honest bosoms whose sweet desires like roses set together make one another happie in their blushes growing and dying without sense of greatnesse to which I am a slave and that blest Sacrament that daily makes millions of happie mothers link'd me to this mans lust alone there left me I dare not say I am his wife 't is dangerous his Love I cannot say alas how many Lav. You grow too warm pray ye be content you best know the times necessity and how our marriage being so much unequall to mine honour while the Duke lives I standing high in favour and whilest I keep that safe next to the Dukedome must not be known without my utter ruine Have patience for a while and doe but dream wench the glory of a Dutchesse How she tires me how dull and leaden is my appetite to that stale beautie now O I could curse and crucifie my self for childish doating upon a face that feeds not with fresh figures every fresh