Lord any traine Stro. None but himselfe My nephew Pogio now hath left his Grace Good Doctor go and bring him by his hand Which he will giue you to my longing eyes Ben. T is strange if this be true Exit Cyn. The Prince I thinke Yet knowes not of your hurt Enter Vincentio holding the Doctors hand Stro. Yes wife too well See he is come welcome my princely friend I haue beene shot my Lord but the seventh day The arrowes head will fall out of my side And I shall hue Vin. I doe not feare your life But Doctor is it your opinion That the seuenth day the arrow head will out Stro. No t' is not his opinion t' is my knowledge For I doe know it well and I do wish Euen for your onely sake my noble Lord This were the seuenth day and I now were well That I might be some strength to your hard state For you haue many perils to endure Great is your danger great vour vniust ill Is passing foule and mortall would to God My wound were something well I might be with you Nay do not whisper I know what I say Too well for you my Lord I wonder heauen Will let such violence threat an innocent life Vin. What ere it be deare friend so you be well I will endure it all your wounded state Is all the daunger I feare towards me Stro. Nay mine is nothing For the seuenth day This arrow head will out and I shall liue And so shall you I thinke but verie hardly It will be hardly you will scape indeed Vin. Be as will be pray heauen your prophecie Be happily accomplished in your selfe And nothing then can come amisse to me Stro. What sayes my Doctor thinks he I say true Ben. If your good Lordship could but rest a while I would hope well Stro. Yes I shall rest I know If that will helpe your indgement Ben. Yes it will And good my Lord le ts helpe you in to trie Stro. You please me much I shall sleepe instantly Exeunt Enter Alphonso and Medice Alp. Why should the humorous boy forsake the chace As if he tooke aduantage of my absence To some act that my presence would offend Med. I warrant you my Lord t' is to that end And I beleeue he wrongs you in your loue Children presuming on their parents kindnesse Care not what vnkind actions they commit Against their quiet And were I as you I would affright my sonne from these bold parts And father him as I found his deserts Alp. I sweare I will and can I proue he aymes At any interruption in my loue I le interrupt his life Med. We soone shall see For I haue made Madam Corteza search With pick-locks all the Ladies Cabynets About Earle Lassos house and if there be Traffique of loue twixt any one of them And your suspected sonne t' will soone appeare In some signe of their amorous marchandise See where she comes loded with Iems papers Enter Cort. Cor. See here my Lord I haue rob'd all their Caskets Know you this Ring this Carquanet this Chaine Will any of these letters serue your turne Alp. I know not these things but come let me reade some of these letters Madam in this deed You deserue highly of my Lord the Duke Cor. Nay my Lord Medice I thinke I told you I could do prettie well in these affaires O these yong Girles engrosse vp all the loue From vs poore Beldams but I hold my hand I le ferret all the Cunni-holes of their kindnesse Ere I haue done with them Alp. Passion of death See see Lord Medice my trait'rous sonne Hath long ioyde in the fauours of my loue Woe to the wombe that bore him and my care To bring him vp to this accursed houre In which all cares possesse my wretched life Med. What father would beleeue he had a sonne So full of trecherie to his innocent state And yet my Lord this letter shewes no meeting But a desire to meete Cort. Yes yes my Lord I doe suspect they meete and I beleeue I know well where too I beleeue I doe And therefore tell me does no creature know That you haue left the chase thus suddenly And are come hither haue you not beene seene By any of these Louers Alp. Not by any Cor. Come then come follow me I am perswaded I shall go neare to shew you their kind hands Their confidence that you are still a hunting Will make your amorous sonne that stole from thence Bold in his loue-sports Come come a fresh chace I hold this pickelocke you shall hunt at view What do they thinke to seape An old wiues eye Is a blew Cristall full of sorcerie Alp. If this be true the traitrous boy shall die Exeunt Enter Lasso Margaret Bassiolo going before Lass. Tell me I pray you what strange hopes they are That feed your coy conceits against the Duke And are prefer'd before th' assured greatnes His highness graciously would make your fortunes Mar. I haue small hopes my Lord but a desire To make my nuptiall choice of one I loue And as I would be loath t' impaire my state So I affect not honours that exceed it Lass. O you are verie temp'rate in your choice Pleading a iudgement past your sexe and yeares But I beleeue some fancie will be found The forge of these gay Gloses if it be I shall descipher what close traitor t is That is your Agent in your secret plots Bass. Swoones Lass. And him for whom you plot and on you all I will reuenge thy disobedieuce With such seuere correction as shall fright All such deluders from the like attempts But chiefly he shall smart that is your factor Bass. O me accurst Lass. Meane time I le cut Your poore craft short yfaith Mar. Poore craft indeede That I or any others vse forme Lass. Well Dame if it be nothing but the iarre Of your vnfiued fancie that procures Your wilfull coynesse to my Lord the Duke No doubt but Time and Iudgement will conforme it To such obedience as so great desert Proposde to your acceptance doth require To which end doe you counsaile her Bassiolo And let me see Maid gainst the Duks returne Another tincture set vpon your lookes Then heretofore For be assur'd at last Thou shalt consent or else incurre my curse Aduise her you Bassiolo Exit Bass. I my good Lord Gods pittie what an errant Asse was I To entertaine the Princes craftie friendship Slood I halfe suspect the villaine guld me Mar. Our Squire I thinke is staru'd Bass. Nay Ladie it is true And you must frame your fancie to the Duke For I protest I will not be corrupted For all the friends and fortunes in the world To gull my Lord that trusts me Mar. O sir now Y' are true too late Bass. No Ladie not a whit Slood and you thinke to make an Asse of me May chance to rise betimes I know 't I know Mar. Out seruile coward shall a light
THE GENTLEMAN USHER By GEORGE CHAPMAN AT LONDON Printed by V. S. for Thomas Thorppe 1606 THE GENTLEMAN VSHER ACTVS PRIMVS SCAENA PRIMA Enter Strozza Cynanche and Pogio. Strozza HAste nephew what a sluggard Fie for shame Shal he that was our morning Cock turn Owle And locke out day light from his drowsie eies Pog. Pray pardon mee for once lord vnkle for I le bee sworne I had such a dreame this morning me thought one came with a commission to take a Sorrell curtoll that was stolne from him wheresoeuer hee could find him And because I feared he would lay claime to my sorrell curtoll in my stable I ran to the Smith to haue him set on his mane againe and his taile presently that the Commission-man might not thinke him a curtoll And when the Smith would not doe it I fell a beating of him so that I could not wake for my life til I was reuenged on him Cyn. This is your old valure nephew that will fight sleeping as well as waking Pog. Slud Aunt what if my dreame had beene true as it might haue beene for any thing I knew there 's neuer a smith in Italie shall make an Asse of me in my sleepe if I can chuse Stroz. Well said my furious nephew but I see You quite forget that we must rowse to day The sharp-tuskt Bore and blaze our huntsmanship before the duke Pog. Forget Lord vncle I hope not you thinke belike my wittes are as brittle as a Beetle or as skittish as your Barbarie Mare one cannot crie wehâ— but straight shee cries tihi Stro. Well ghest coosen Hysteron Proteron Pog. But which way will the dukes grace hunt to day Stro. Toward Count Lassos house his Grace will hunt Where he will visit his late honourd mistresse Pog. Who Ladie Margaret that deare yong dame Will his antiquitie neuer leane his iniquitie Cyn. Why how now nephew turnd Parnassus lately Pog. Nassus I know not but I would I had all the dukes liuing for her sake I de make him a poore duke ifaith Stro. No doubt of that if thou hadst all his liuing Pog. I would not stand dreaming of the matter as I do now Cyn. Why how doe you dreame nephew Pog. Mary all last night me thought I was tying her shoo-string Stro. What all night tying her shoostring Pog. I that I was and yet I tied it not neither for as I was tying it the string broke me thought and then me thought hauing but one poynt at my hose me thought I gaue her that to tie her shoo with all Cyn. A poynt of much kindnesse I assure you Pog. Whervpon in the verie nicke me thought the Count came rushing in and I ranne rushing out with my heeles about my hose for haste Stro. So will you leaue your dreaming and dispatch Pog. Mum not a worde more I le goe before and ouertake you presently Exit Cyn. My Lord I fancie not these hunting sports When the bold game you follow turnes againe And stares you in the face let me behold A cast of Faulcons on their merry wings Daring the stooped prey that shifting flies Or let me view the fearefull Hare or Hinde Toâ—t like a musicke point with harmonie Of well mouthed hounds This is a sport for Princes The other rude Boares yeeld fit game for Boores Stro. Thy timorous spirit blinds thy iudgement wife Those are most royall sports that most approue The huntsmans prowesse and his hardie minde Cyn. My Lord I know too well your vertuous spirit Take heede for Gods loue if you rowse the Bore You come not neere him but discharge aloofe Your wounding Pistoll or well aymed Dart Stro. I Mary wife this counsaile rightly flowes Out of thy bosome pray thee take lesse care Let Ladies at their tables iudge of Bores Lords in the field And so farewell sweete loue Faile not to meete me at Earle Lassos house Cyn. Pray pardon me for that you know I loue not These solemne meetings Stro. You must needes for once Constraine your disposition and indeede I would acquaint you more with Ladie Margaret For speciall reason Cyn. Very good my Lord Then I must needes go fit me for that presence Stro. I pray thee doe farewell Exit Cyn. Here comes my friend Enter Uincentio Good day my Lord why does your grace confront So cleare a morning with so clowdie lookes Vin. Ask'st thou my griefes that knowst my desprate loue Curbd by my fathers sterne realitie Must not I mourne that know not whether yet I shall enioy a stepdame or a wife Stro. A wife prince neuer doubt it your deserts And youthfull graces haue engag'd so farre The beauteous Margaret that she is your owne Vin. O but the eie of watchfull iealousie Robs my desires of meanest inioy her fauour Stro. Despaire not there are meanes enow for you Suborne some seruant of some good respect That 's neere your choice who though she needs no wooing May yet imagine you are to begin Your strange yong loue sute and so speake for you Beare your kind letters and get safe accesse All which when he shall do you neede not feare His trustie secrecie because he dares not Reueale escapes where of himselfe is Author Whom you may best attempt she must reueale For if she loues you she already knowes And in an instant can resolue you that Vin. And so she will I doubt not would to heauen I had fit time euen now to know her minde This counsaile feedes my heart with much sweet hope Stro. Pursue it then t' will not be hard t' effect The Duke haz none for him but Medice That fustian Lord who in his buckram face Bewraies in my conceit a map of basenesse Vin. I there 's a parcell of vnconstrued stuffe That vnknowne Minion raisde to honours height Without the helpe of Vertue or of Art Or to say true nay of honest part O how she shames my father he goes like A Princes foote-man in old fashioned silkes And most times in his hose and dublet onely So miserable that his owne few men Doe beg by vertue of his liuerie For he giues none for any seruice done him Or any honour any least reward Stro. T is pittie such should liue about a Prince I would haue such a noble counterfet nailde Vpon the Pillory and after whipt For his adultery with nobilitie Vin. Faith I would faine disgrace him by all meanes As enemy to his base-bred ignorance That being a great Lord cannot write nor reade Stro. For that weel le follow the blinde side of him And make it sometimes subiect of our mirth Enter Pogioposte Vin. See what newes with your Nephew Pogio Stro. None good I warrant you Pog. Where should I finde my Lord Vnckle Stro. What 's the huge haste with you Pog. O ho you will hunt to day Stro. I hope I will Pog. But you may hap to hop without your hope for the truth is Kilbucke is runne mad Stro. What 's this Pog. Nay t' is true sir and Kilbucke being runne mad
your Highnesse will'd Set on him with your Guard who strooke him downe And then the coward Lord with mortall wounds And slauish insolencie plow'd vp his soft breast Which barbarous fact in part is laid on you For first enioyning it and fowle exclaimes In pittie of your sonne your subiects breathe Gainst your vnnaturall furie amongst whom The good Lord Strozza desp'rately raues And vengeance for his friends iniustice craues See where he comes burning in zeale of friendship Enter Srozza Vincentio brought in a chaire Benevenius Pogio Cynanch with a guard Strozza before Medice Stro. Where is the tyrant let me strike his eyes Into his braine with horror of an obiect See Pagan Nero see how thou hast ript Thy better bosome rooted vp that flowre From whence thy now spent life should spring anew And in him kild that would haue bred thee fresh Thy mother and thy father Vin. Good friend cease Stro. What hag with child of Monster would haue nurst Such a prodigous longing But a father Would rather eate the brawne out of his armes Then glut the mad worme of his wilde desires With his deare issues entrailes Vin. Honourd friend He is my father and he is my Prince In both whose rights he may commaund my life Stro. What is a father turne his entrailes gulfs To swallow children when they haue begot them And what 's a Prince Had all beene vertuous men There neuer had beene Prince vpon the earth And so no subiect all men had beene Princes A vertuous man is subiect to no Prince But to his soule and honour which are lawes That carrie Fire and Sword within themselues Neuer corrupted neuer out of rule What is there in a Prince That his least lusts Are valued at the liues of other men When common faults in him should prodigies be And his grosse dotage rather loath'd then sooth'd Alp. How thicke and heauily my plagues descend Not giuing my mazde powres a time to speake Poure more rebuke vpon me worthie Lord For I haue guilt and patience for them all Yet know deare sonne I did forbid thy harme This Gentleman can witnes whom I sent With all command of haste to interdict This forward man in mischiefe not to touch thee Did I not Iulio vtter nought but truth Iul. All your guard heard my Lord I gaue your charge With lowd and violent itterations After all which Lord Medice cowardly hurt him The Guard He did my Princely Lord Alp. Beleeue then sonne And know me pierst as deeply with thy wounds And pardon vertuous Ladie that haue lost The dearest treasure proper to your sexe Ay me it seemes by my vnhappie meanes O would to God I could with present cure Of these vnnaturall wounds and moning right Of this abused beautie ioyne you both As last I left you in eternall nuptials Vin. My Lord I know the malice of this man Not your vnkinde consent hath vsde vs thus And since I make no doubt I shall suruiue These fatall dangers and your grace is pleasde To giue free course to my vnwounded loue T' is not this outward beauties ruthfull losse Can any thought discourage my desires And therefore deare life doe not wrong me so To thinke my loue the shadow of your beautie I wooe your vertues which as I am sure No accident can alter or empaire So be you certaine nought can change my loue Mar. I know your honourable minde my Lord And will not do it that vnworthie wrong To let it spend her forces in contending Spite of your sence to loue me thus deformed Loue must haue outward obiects to delight him Else his content will be too graue and sowre It is inough for me my Lord you loue And that my beauties sacrifice redeemde My sad feare of your slaughter You first lou'd me Closely for beautie which being with'red thus Your loue must fade when the most needfull rights Of Fate and Nature haue dissolu'd your life And that your loue must needs be all in soule Then will we meete againe and then deare Loue Loue me againe for then will beautie be Of no respect with loues eternitie Vin. Nor is it now I wooed your beautie first But as a louer now as a deare husband That title and your vertues binde me euer Mar. Alas that title is of little force To stirre vp mens affections when wiues want Outward excitements husbands loues grow skant Ben. Assist me Heauen and Art giue me your Maske Open thou little store-house of great Nature Vse an Elixar drawne through seuen yeares fire That like Medeas Cauldron can repaire The vgliest losse of liuing temp'rature And for this princely paire of vertuous Turtles Be lauish of thy pretious influence Lady t' attone your honourable strife And take all let from your loues tender eyes Let me for euer hide this staine of Beauty With this recureful Maske heere be it fix'd With painelesse operation of it selfe Your beauty hauing brook'd three daies eclips Like a dissolued clowd it shall fall off And your faire lookes regaine their freshest raies So shall your Princely friend if heauen consent In twice your sufferd date renue recure Let me then haue the honor to conioyne Your hands conformed to your constant hearts Alp. Graue Beneuenius honorable Doctor On whose most soueraigne Aesculapian hand Fame with her richest miracles attends Be fortunate as euer heeretofore That we may quite thee both with gold and honour And by thy happy meanes haue powre to make My Sonne and his much iniur'd loue amends Whose well proportion'd choice we now applaud And blesse all those that euer further'd it Where is your discreete Vsher my good Lord The speciall furtherer of this equall match Iulio Brought after by a couple of your Guard Alp. Let him be fetch'd that we may doe him grace Po. I le fetch him my Lord away you must not go O here He comes O master Vsher I am sorie for you you must presently be chopt in peeces Bass. Wo to that wicked Prince that ere I saw him Pog. Come come I gull you master Vsher you are like to be the Dukes Minion man d ee thinke I would haue beene seene in your companie and you had beene out of fauour Here 's my friend maister Vsher my Lord Alp. Giue me your hand friend pardon vs I pray We much haue wrong'd your worth as one that knew the fitnesse of this match aboue our selues Bass. Sir I did all thing for the best I sweare And you must thinke I would not haue beene gul'd I know what 's fit sir as I hope you know now Sweete Vince how far'st thou be of honourd cheere Lass. Vince does he call him O Foole dost thou call The Prince Vince like his equall Bass. O my Lord Ahlas You know not what haz past twixt vs two Here in thy bosome I will be sweete Vince And die if thou die I protest by heauen Lass. I know not what this meanes Alp. Nor I my Lord But sure he saw the fitnes of
the match With freer and more noble eyes then we Pog. Why I saw that as well as he my Lord I knew t' was a foolish match betwixt you two did not you thinke so my Lord Vincentio Lord vncle did not I say at first of the Duke will his Antiquitie neuer leaue his Iniquitie Stro. Go to too much of this but aske this Lord If he did like it Pog. Who my Lord Medice Stro. Lord Stinkard Man his name is aske him Lord Stinkard did you like the match say Pog. My Lord Stinkard did you like the match betwixt the Duke and my Ladie Margaret Med. Presumptuous Sicophant I will haue thy life Alp. Vnworthie Lord put vp thirst'st thou more blood Thy life is fitt'st to be call'd in question For thy most murthrous cowardise on my sonne Thy forwardnesse to euery cruelty Calls thy pretended Noblesse in suspect Stro. Noblesse my Lord set by your princely fauour That gaue the lustre to his painted state Who euer view'd him but with deepe contempt As reading vilenesse in his very lookes And if he proue not sonne of some base drudge Trim'd vp by Fortune being dispos'd to ieast And dally with your state then that good Angell That by diuine relation spake in me Fore-telling these foule dangers to your sonne And without notice brought this reuerend man To rescue him from death now failes my tongue And I le confesse I doe him open wrong Med. And so thou doost and I returne all note Of infamy or basenesse on thy throte Damne me my Lord if I be not a Lord Stro. My Liege with all desert euen now you said His life was duely forfet for the death Which in these barbarous wounds he sought your sonne Vouchsafe me then his life in my friends right For many waies I know he merits death Which if you grant will instantly appeare And that I feele with some rare miracle Alp. His life is thine Lord Strozza Giue him death Med. What my Lord Will your grace cast away an innocent life Stro. Villaine thou liest thou guiltie art of death A hundred waies which now I le execute Med. Recall your word my Lord Alp. Not for the world Stro. O my deare Liege but that my spirit prophetike Hath inward feeling of such sinnes in him As aske the forfait of his life and soule I would before I tooke his life giue leaue To his confession and his penitence O he would tell you most notorious wonders Of his most impious state but life and soule Must suffer for it in him and my hand Forbidden is from heauen to let him liue Till by confession he may haue forgiuenesse Die therefore monster Vin. O be not so vncharitable sweete friend Let him confesse his sinnes and aske heauen pardon Stro. He must not Princely friend it is heauens iustice To plague his life and soule and heer 's heauens iustice Me. O saue my life my Lord Las. Hold good Lord Strozza Let him confesse the sinnes that heauen hath told you And aske forgiuenesse Med. Let me good my Lord And I le confesse what you accuse me of Wonders indeede and full of damn'd deserts Stro. I know it and I must not let thee liue To aske forgiuenesse Alp. But you shall my Lord Or I will take his life out of your hand Stro. A little then I am content my Liege Is thy name Medice Med. No my Noble Lord My true name is Mendice Stro. Mendice see At first a Mighty scandall done to Honour Of what countrie art thou Med. Of no Country I But borne vpon the Seas my mother passing Twixt Zant and Uenice Stro. Where wert thou christned Med. I was neuer christned But being brought vp with beggars call'd Mendice Alp. Strange and vnspeakeable Stro. How cam'st thou then To beare that port thou didst entring this Court Med. My lord when I was young being able limb'd A Captaine of the Gipsies entertain'd me And many yeares I liu'd a loose life with them At last I was so fauor'd that they made me The King of Gipsies and being told my fortune By an old Sorceresse that I should be great In some great Princes loue I tooke the treasure Which all our company of Gipsies had In many yeares by seuerall stealths collected And leauing them in warres I liu'd abroad With no lesse shew then now and my last wrong I did to Noblesse was in this high Court Alp. Neuer was heard so strange a counterfet Stro. Didst thou not cause me to be shot in hunting Med. I did my Lord for which for heauens loue pardon Stro. Now let him liue my Lord his bloods least drop Would staine your Court more then the Sea could cleanse His soule 's too foule to expiate with death Alp. Hence then be euer banish'd from my rule And liue a monster loath'd of all the world Pog. I le get boyes and baite him out a' th Court my Lord Alp. Doe so I pray thee rid me of his sight Pog. Come on my Lord Stinckerd I le play Fox Fox come out of thy hole with you ifaith Med. I le runne and hide me from the sight of heauen Pog. Fox Fox goe out of thy hole a two leg'd Fox A two leg'd Fox Exit with Pages beating Medice Beue. Neuer was such an accident disclosde Alp. Let vs forget it honourable friends And satisfie all wrongs with my sonnes right In solemne mariage of his loue and him Vin. I humbly thanke your Highnesse honor'd Doctor The Balsome you infusde into my wounds Hath easde me much and giuen me sodaine strength Enough t' assure all danger is exempt That any way may let the generall ioy My Princely Father speakes of in our nuptialls Alp. Which my deere Sonne shall with thy full recure Be celebrate in greater Maiesty Than euer grac'd our greatest Ancestrie Then take thy loue which heauen with all ioyes blesse And make yee both mirrors of happinesse FINIS
bit Ringwood so by the left buttocke you might haue turnd your nose in it Vin. Out Asse Pog. By heauen you might my Lord d' ee thinke I he Vin. Zwoundes might I le ts blanket him my Lord a blanket heere Pog. Nay good my Lord Vincentio by this rush I tell you for good will and Venus your brache there runnes so prowd that your Hunts man cannot take her downe for his life Stro. Take her vp foole thou wouldst say Pog. Why sir he would soone take her down and he could take her vp I warrant her Uin. Well said ham mer hammer Po. Nay good now le ts alone and there 's your horse Gray Strozza too haz the staggers and haz strooke bay Bettrice your Barbary mare so that shee goes halting a this fashion most filthily Stro. What poison blisters thy vnhappy tongue Euermore braying forth vnhappy newes Our hunting sport is at the best my Lord How shall I satisfie the Duke your father Defrauding him of his expected sport See see he comes Enter Alphonso Medice Sarpego with attendants Alph. Is this the copie of the speech you wrote Signieur Sarpego Sar. It is a blaze of wit pocticall Reade it braue Duke with eyes pathetical Alp. We will peruse it strait well met Vincentio And good Lord Strozza we commend you both For your attendance but you must conceiue T is no true hunting we intend to day But an inducement to a certaine shew Wherewith we will present our beateous loue And therein we bespeake your company Vin. We both are ready to attend your Highnesse Alp. See then heere is a Poeme that requires Your worthy censures offerd if it like To furnish our intended amorous shew Reade it Uincentio Vin. Pardon me my Lord Lord Medices reading will expresse it better Med. My patience can digest your scoffes my Lord I care not to proclaime it to the world I can nor write nor reade and what of that I can both see and heare as well as you Alp. Still are your wits at warre heere read this poeme Vin. The red fac'd Sunne hath firkt the flundering shades And cast bright ammell on Auroraes brow Alp. High words and strange Reade on Vincentio Vin. The busky groues that gag-tooth'd boares do shrowd With cringle crangle hornes do ring alowd Pog. My Lord my Lord I haue a speech heere worth ten of this and yet I le mend it too Alp. How likes Vincentio Vin. It is strangely good No inkehorne euer did bring forth the like Could these braue prancing words with Actions spurre Be ridden throughly and managed right T' would fright the audience and perhaps delight Sarp. Doubt you of action sir Vin. I for such stuffe Sarp. Then know my Lord I can both act and teach To any words when I in Padua schoolde it I plaid in one of Plautus Comedies Namely Curculto where his part I acted Proiecting from the poore summe of foure lines Forty faire actions Alp. Le ts see that I pray Sarp. Your Highnesse shall commaund But pardon me if in my actions heate Entering in post post haste I chaunce to take vp Some of your honord heels Po. Y 'ad best leaue out that action for a thing that I know sir Sarp. Then shal you see what I can do without it Alp. See see he hath his furniture and all Sarp. You must imagine Lords I bring good newes Whereof being princely prowd I scowre the streete And ouer-tumble euery man I meete Exit Sarp. Pog. Beshrew my heart if he take vp my heeles Enter Sarp. Sarp. Date viam mihi Noti atque Ignoti Dum ego hîc officium meum facio Fugite omnes atque abite de via secedite ne quem in cursu aut capite aut cubito aut pectore offendam aut genu Alp. Thankes good Seigneur Sarpego How like you Lords this stirring action Stro. In a cold morning it were good my Lord But something harshe vpon repletion Sarp. Sir I haue ventred being enioynde to eate Three schollers commons and yet drewe it neate Pogio. Come sir you meddle in too many matters let vs I pray tend on our owne shew at my lord Lassos Sarp. Doing obeisance then to euery lord I now consorte you sir euen toto corde Exit Sarp. Pog. Med. My lord away with these scholastique wits Lay the inuention of your speech on me And the performance too I le play my parte that you shall say Nature yeelds more then Art Alp. Bee 't so resolu'd vnartificiall truth An vnfaind passion can descipher best Vin. But t' wil be hard my lord for one vnlearnd Med. Vnlearnd I cry you mercie sir vnlearnd Vin. I meane vntaught my lord to make a speech As a pretended Actor without close More gratious then your doublet and your hose Alph. What think you sonne we meane t' expresse a speech Of speciall weight without a like attire Vin. Excuse me then my lord so stands it well Stro. Haz brought them rarely in to pageant him Med. What thinke you lord we thinke not of attire Can we not make vs ready at this age Stro. Alas my lord your wit must pardon his Vin. I hope it will his wit is pittyfull Stro. I pray stand by my Lord y' are troublesome Vin. To none but you am I to you my Lord Med. Not vnto mee Vin. Why then you wrong me Strozza Med. Nay fall not out my Lords Stro. May I not know What your speech is my Liege Alp. None but my selfe and the Lord Medice Med. No pray my Lord Let none partake with vs Alp. No be assur'd But for another cause a word Lord Strozza I tell you true I feare Lord Medice Will scarce discharge the speach effectually As we goe therefore I le explaine to you My whole intent that you may second him If neede and his debilitie require Stro. Thanks for this grace my Liege Vincentio ouerheares Med. My Lord your sonne Alp. Why how now sonne forbeare yet t is no matter Wee talke of other businesse Medice And come we will prepare vs to our shew Exeunt Stro. Vin. Which as we can wee le cast to ouerthrow Enter Lasso Corteza Margaret Bassiolo Sarpego two Pages Bassiolo bare before Bas. Stand by there make place Lass. Saie now Bassiolo you on whom relies The generall disposition of my house In this our preparation for the Duke Are all our officers at large instructed For fit discharge of their peculiar places Bass. At large my lord instructed Lass. Are all our chambers hung Thinke you our house amplie capacious to lodge all the traine Bass. Amply capacious I am passing glad And now then to our mirth and musicall shew Which after supper we intend t' indure Welcomes cheefe dainties for choice cates at home Euer attend on Princes mirth abroad Are all parts perfect Sarp. One I know there is Lass. And that is yours Sarp. Well guest in earnest Lord I neede not erubescere to take So much vpon me That my backe will beare Bass. Nay he will
any time then take this letter now Mar. T is strange I woonder the coy gentleman That seeing mee so oft would neuer speake Is on the sodaine so far wrapt to write Bass. It shewd his iudgement that he would not speake Knowing with what a strict and iealous eie He should be noted holde if you loue yourselfe Now will you take this letter pray be rulde Mar. Come you haue such another plaguie toung And yet yfayth I will not Bass. Lord of heauen What did it burne your hands holde hold I pray And let the words within it fire your heart Mar. I woonder how the deuill he found you our To be his spokesman O the duke would thanke you If he knew how you vrgde me for his sonne Bass. The duke I haue fretted her Euen to the liuer and had much adoe To make her take it but I knew t' was sure For he that cannot turne and winde a woman Like silke about his finger is no man I le make her answer 't too Mar. O here 's good stuffe Hold pray take it for your paines to bring it Bass. Ladie you erre in my reward a little Which must be a kind answere to this letter Mar. Nay then yfaith t' were best you brought a Priest And then your client and then keepe the doore God me I neuer knew so rude a man Bass. Wel you shall answer I le fetch pen and paper Exit Mar. Poore Vsher how wert thou wrought to this brake Men worke on one another for we women Nay each man on himselfe and all in one Say No man is content that lies alone Here comes our gulled Squire Bass. Here Mistresse write Mar. What should I write Bass. An answer to this letter Mar. Why sir I see no cause of answer in it But if you needs will shew how much you rule me Sit downe and answer it as you please your selfe Here is your paper lay it faire afore you Bass. Lady content I le be your Secretorie Mar. I fit him in this taske he thinkes his penne The Shaft of Cupid in an amorous letter Bass. Is heere no great worth of your answer say you Beleeue it t is exceedingly well writ Mar. So much the more vnfit for me to answere And therefore let your Stile and it contend Bassi. Well you shall see I will not be farre short Although indeede I cannot write so well When one is by as when I am alone Mar. O a good Scribe must write though twenty talke and he talke to them too Bass. Well you shall see Mar. A proper peece of Scribeship there 's no doubt Some words pickt out of Proclamations Or great mens Speeches or well selling Pamphlets See how he rubbes his temples 〈◊〉 I beleeue His Muse lies in the backe 〈◊〉 of his braine Which thicke and grosse is hard to be brought forward What is it loath to come Bass. No not a whit Pray hold your peace a little Mar. He sweates with bringing on his heauie stile I le plie him still till he sweate all his wit out What man not yet Bass. Swoons yow le not extort it from a man How do you like the worde Endeare Mar. O fie vpon 't Bass. Nay then I see your iudgement what say you to condole Mar. Worse and worse Bass. O braue I should make a sweete answer if I should vse no words but of your admittance Mar. Well sir write what you please Bass. Is modell a good word with you Mar. Put them togither I pray Bass. So I will I warrant you Mar. See see see now it comes powring downe Bass. I hope you le take no exceptions to beleeue it Mar. Out vpon 't that phrase is so runne out of breath in trifles that we shall haue no beleefe at all in earnest shortly Beleeue it t is a prettie feather beleeue it a daintie Rush beleeue it an excellent Cocks-combe Bass. So so so your exceptions sort very collaterally Mâ—r. Collaterally there 's a fine word now wrest in that if you can by any meanes Bass. I thought she would like the very worst of them all how thinke you do not I write and heare and talke too now Mar. By my soule if you can tell what you write now you write verie readily Bass. That you shall see straight Mar. But do you not write that you speake now Bass. O yes doe you not see how I write it I can not write when any bodie is by me I Mar. Gods my life stay man you le make it too long Bass. Nay if I can not tell what belongs to the length of a Ladies deuice yfaith Mar. But I will not haue it so long Bass. If I cannot fit you Mar. O me how it comes vpon him pre thee be short Bass. Wel now I haue done now I wil reade it your Lordships motiue accoÌ„modating my thoughts with the very model of my hearts mature consideration it shall not be out of my Element to negotiate with you in this amorous duello wherein I will condole with you that our proiect cannot be fo collaterally made as our endeared hearts may verie well seeme to insinuate Mar. No more no more fie vpon this Bass. Fie vpon this hee s accurst that haz to doe with these vnsound women of iudgement if this be not good yfaith Mar. But t is so good t' will not be thought to come from a womans braine Bass. That 's another matter Mar. Come I will write my selfe Bass. A Gods name Lady and yet I will not loose this I warrant you I know for what Ladie this will serue as fit now we shall haue a sweete peece of inditement Mar. How spell you foolish Bass. F , oo , l , i. sh she will presume t' endite that cannot spel Mar. How spell you Vsher Bas. Sblood you put not in those words togither do you Mar. No not togither Bas. What is betwixt I pray Mar. Asse the Bas. Asse the betwixt foolish and Vsher God 's my life foolish Asse the Vsher Mar. Nay then you are so iealous of your wit now reade all I haue written I pray Bas. I am not so foolish as the Vsher would make me O so foolish as the Vsher would make me Wherein would I make you foolish Mar. Why sir in willing me to beleeue he lou'd me so wel being so meere a stranger Bass. O is 't so you may say so indeed Mar. Cry mercie sir and I will write so too yet my hand is so vile Pray thee sit thee downe and write as I bid thee Bass. With all my heart Lady what shall I write now Mar. You shall write this sir I am not so foolish to thinke you loue me being so meere a stranger Bass. So meere a stranger Mar. And yet I know loue works strangely Bass. Loue workes strangely Mar. And therefore take heed by whom you speake for loue Bass. Speake for loue Mar. For he may speake for himselfe Bass. May speake for himselfe Mar. Not that I desire it Bass Desire it Mar.