see here in poor England Cut. And then Venner shall march up to us from the West in the figure of a Wave of the Sea holding in his hand a Ship that shall be call'd the Ark of the Reform'd Ioll. But when must this be Brother Abednego Cut. Why all these things are to be when the Cat of the North has o're-come the Lion of the South and when the Mouse of the West has slain the Elephant of the East I do hear a silent Voice within me that bids me rise up presently and declare these things to the Congregation of the Lovely in Coleman-street Tabitha Tabitha Tabitha I call thee thrice come along with me Tabitha Exit Tab. There was something of this as I remember in my last Vision of Horns the other day Holy man I follow thee farewell forsooth Mother till anon Ioll. Come let 's go in too Sister Exeunt Act 4. Scene 1. Truman Iunior WHat shall I think hence-forth of Woman-kind When I know Lucia was the best of it And see her what she is What are they made of Their Love their Faith their Souls enslav'd to passion Nothing at their Command beside their Tears And we vain men whom such Heat-drops deceive Hereafter I will set my self at Liberty And if I sigh or grieve it shall not be For Love of One but Pity of all the Sex Scene 2. Enter Lucia Ha! she will not let me see her sure If ever Lucia a Veil befitted thee 'T is now that thou maist hide thy guilty blushes Luc. If all their malice yet Have not prevail'd on Truman's Constancy They 'l miss their wicked end and I shall live still I 'l go and speak to him Trum. Forbear Lucia for I have made a second Oath which I shall keep I hope with lesser trouble never to see thy face more Luc. You were wont Sir To say you could not live without the sight of 't Trum. I 't was a good one then Luc. Has one day spoil'd it Trum. O yes more than a hundred years of time made as much more by sorrow and by sickness could e're have done Luc. Pray hear me Truman For never innocent Maid was wrong'd as I am Believe what I shall say to you and confirm By all the holiest Vows that can bind Souls Trum. I have believ'd those Female tricks too long I know thou canst speak winningly but thy Words Are not what Nature meant them thy Minds Picture I 'l believe now what represents it better Thine own Hand and the proof of mine own Eyes Luc. I know not what you mean believe my Tears Trum. They 'r idle empty Bubbles Rais'd by the Agitation of thy Passions And hollow as thy heart there is no weight in ' em Go thou once Lucia Farewel Thou that wer't dearer to me once than all The outward things of all the World beside Or my own Soul within me farewel for ever Go to thine Husband and love him better than Thou didst thy Lover I ne're will see the more nor shall I fear Ere see my self again Luc. Here me but once kneels Trum. No 't is enough Heaven hear thee when thou kneel'st to it Exit Luc. Will he he 's gone now all the world has left me rises And I am desolately miserable 'T is done unkindly most unkindly Truman Had a blest Angel come to me and said That thou wert false I should have sworn it li'd And thought that rather faln than thee Go dear false man go seek out a new Mistris But when you ha' talk'd and lov'd and vow'd and sworn A little while take heed of using her As you do me no may your love to her Be such as mine to you which all thy injuries Shall never change nor death it self abolish May she be worthier of your bed than I And when the happy course of many years Shall make you appear old to all but her May you in the fair Glass of your fresh Issue See your own youth again but I would have 'em True in their Loves and kill no innocent Maids For me it is no matter when I 'm dead My busie soul shall flutter still about him 'T will not be else in Heaven it shall watch Over his sleeps and drive away all dreams That come not with a soft and downy wing If any dangers threaten it shall becken And call his spirit away till they be past And be more diligent than his Guardian Angel And when just Heaven as I 'm assur'd it will Shall clear my Honor and my Innocence He 'l sigh I know and pity my misfortunes And blame himself and curse my false Accusers And weep upon my Grave For my wrong'd Virtue and mistaken Truth And unjust Death I ask no more Exit Scene 3. Enter Truman Iunior 'T was barbarously done to leave her so Kneeling and weeping to me 't was inhuman I 'l back and take my leave more civilly So as befits one who was once her Worshipper Goes over the Stage and comes back She 's gone why let her go I feel her still I feel the root of her labouring within To sprout afresh but I will pluck it up Or tear my heart with 't Scene 4. Enter Jolly Truman Senior Ioll. He 's there Sir pray let him now resolve you positively what he means to do Trum. s. What he means to do Colonel that were fine 'Ifaith if he be my son he shall mean nothing Boys must not have their meanings Colonel Let him mean what I mean with a Wennion Trum. j. I shall be prest I see by 'em upon the hateful Subject of a Marriage And to fill up the measure of Affliction Now I have lost that which I lov'd compell'd To take that which I hate Trum. s. I wil not be troubled Colonel with his meanings if he do not marry her this very evening for I 'le ha' none of his Flim-flams and his May-be's I 'l send for my son Tom from St. Iohn's College he 's a pretty Scholar I can tell you Colonel I have heard him syllogize it with Mr. Soaker in Mood and Figure and settle my Estate upon him with her if he have his Meanings too and his Sympathies I 'l disinherit 'em both and marry the Maid my self if she can like me I have one Tooth yet left Colonel and that 's a Colt's one Trum. j. Did I submit to lose the sight of Lucia Onely to save my unfortunate Inheritance And can there be impos'd a harder Article For me to boggle at Would I had been born some wretched Peasants son And never known what Love or Riches were Ha I 'l marry her why should I not if I Must marry some body And hold my Estate by such a slavish Tenure Why not her as well as any else All Women are alike I see by Lucia 'T is but resolving to be miserable And that is resolv'd for me by my Destiny Ioll. Well try him pray but do it kindly Sir And artificially Trum. s. I warrant you Dick I
daughter ha' ye sent the pocky Doctor and the plaguy ' Pothecary to a Justice o' Peace to be examin'd Will. Yes Sir your Worship's Steward and the Constable are gone with 'em does your Worship think they did it out o' malice and not by a mistake if I had thought they did I 'd a hang'd 'em presently that you might ha' seen it done before you dy'd Ioll. Huh huh huh I think that Rogue the Doctor did it because I beat him t'other day in our drinking huh huh huh Aur. No Sir O my dear father no Sir you little think who were the Contrivers of your murder e'en my Cousin Luce and her Gallant Oh Lord 't is discover'd by a miraculous providence they 'r both together in her Chamber now and there we overheard 'em as it pleas'd these two Gentlemen heard 'em as well as I Ioll. Can they be such Monsters Oh! I 'm as hot as Lucifer Oh Oh what did you hear e'm say Oh my stomach Cut. Why that they had a Plot Aur. And that the Doctor and ' Pothecary had done it very well VVor. I and your Niece ask'd if he thought the Poison were strong enough Aur. There never was such an Impudence VVill. How murder will out I always thought fellow Ralph your Mistris Lucia was naught with that young smooth-fac'd Varlet do you remember Ralph what I told you in the Butteries once Aur. Here she comes O Impudence Enter Lucia Ioll. Oh! Oh! Oh! go all aside a little and let me speak with her alone Come hither Niece Oh! Oh you see by what accident 'thas pleas'd huh huh huh to take away your loving Uncle Niece huh Luc. I see 't Sir with that grief which your misfortune and mine in the loss of you does require Cut. There 's a devil for you but Captain Joll. and Luc talk together did you hear her speak o' poison and whether it were strong enough VVor. No but I love to strike home when I do a business I 'm for through-stich I 'm through pac'd what a pox should a man stand mincing Luc. I hope Sir and have faith that you 'l recover But Sir because the danger 's too apparent And who alas knows how ` Heaven may dispose of you before it grow too late after your blessing I humbly beg one Boon upon my knees Ioll. What is 't rise up Niece Oh I can deny you nothing at this time sure Luc. It is I wo' not rise Sir till you grant it That since the love 'twixt Truman and my self Has been so sixt and like our fortunes equal Ye would be pleas'd to sign before your death The confirmation of that Love our Contract And when your Soul shall meet above my fathers As soon as he has bid you welcome thither He 'l thank you for this goodness to his daughter I do conjure you Sir by his memory By all your hopes of happiness hereafter In a better world and all your dearest wishes of happiness for those whom ye love most and leave behind you here Ioll. You ha' deserv'd so well o' me Niece that 't is impossible to deny you any thing where 's gentle Mr. Truman Luc. In the next room Sir waiting on your will As on the Sentence of his life and death too Ioll. Oh I 'm very sick pray bring him in Luc. A thousand Angels guard your life Sir Or if you die carry you up to heaven Exit Wor. Was there ever such a young dissembling Witch Cut. Here 's Woman in perfection The Devil 's in their tails and in their tongues Their possest both ways Ioll. Will Ralph is Ieremy there too be ready when I speak to you Enter Truman Lucia veil'd Trum. Our prayers are heard 't is as we wish'd dear Lucia Oh this blest hour Ioll. Take him and carry him up to the Green Chamber Oh my belly lock him in sure there till you see what becomes of me if I do die he and his Mistris shall have but an ill Match of it at Tyburn Oh my Guts lock up Luce too in her Chamber Trum. What do ye mean Gentlemen are ye mad Will. We mean to lock you up safe Sir for a great Jewel as you are Luc. Pray hear me all Ioll. Away with ' em Exit all the Servants with Truman and Lucia several ways Aur. How do you Sir I hope you may o're-come it your Natures strong Sir Ioll. No 't is impossible and yet I find a little ease but 't is but a flash Aurelia Oh there it wrings me again fetch me the Cordial-glass in the Cabinet window and the little Prayer-book I would fain repent but it comes so hardly I am very unfit to die if it would please Heaven so set down the Glass there give me Aur. The Prayer-book Sir 's all mouldy I must wipe it first Ioll. Lay it down too so it begins t' asswage a little there lay down the Book 't will but trouble my Brains now I 'm a dying Enter Will. Will. Here 's the Widow Sir without and Mrs. Tabitha her daughter they have heard o' your misfortune and ha' brought Mr. Knock-down to comfort you Ioll. How everlasting Knock-down will they trouble a Man thus when he 's a dying Sirrah Blockhead let in Ioseph Knock-down and I 'l send thee to Heaven afore me I have but an hour or two to live perhaps and that 's not enough for him I 'm sure to preach in Will. Shall Mrs. Barebottle come in Sir Ioll. That 's a She Knock-down too well let her come in huh huh huh I must bear all things patiently now but Sirrah Rogue take heed o' Ioseph Knock-down thou shalt not live with ears if Ioseph Knock-down enter Enter Widow Tabitha VVid. How de' you Neighbour Colonel how is 't take comfort Ioll. Cut off in the flower o' my age Widow VVid. Why Man's life is but a Flower Mr. Iolly and the Flower withers and Man withers as Mr. Knock-down observed last Sabbath-day at Evening Exercise But Neighbour you 'r past the Flower you 'r grown old as well as I Ioll. I' the very flower that damn'd Quack-salver Tabith. Me-thoughts he was the ugliest fellow Mother And they say he 's a Papish too forsooth Wid. I never liked a Doctor with a Red Nose my Husband was wont to say how do you Mrs. Aurelia comfort your self we must all die sooner or later to day here to morrow gone Ioll. Oh the torture of such a tongue would I were dead already and this my Funeral Sermon Wid. Alas poor man his tongue I warrant yee is hot as passes you have a better memory than I Tabitha tell him what Mr. Knock-down said was a Saints duty in tormenting sicknesses now Poison 's a great tormentor Ioll. Oh! Oh! this additional Poison will certainly make an end of me Wid. Why seek for spiritual Incomes Mr. Colonel I 'l tell you what my Husband Barebottle was wont to observe and he was a Colonel too he never sought for Incomes but he had some
marry then It were a folly were it not Aurelia Aur. Why they say 't is the best marriage when like is Joyn'd to like now we shall make a very even match for neither you Love me nor I Love you and 't is to be hop'd we may get Children that will Love neither of us Trum. Nay by my soul I love you but alas Not in that way that Husbands should their Wives I cannot Toy nor Kiss nor do I know not what And yet I was a Lover as true a Lover Aur. Alack a day Trum. 'T was then me-thoughts the only happiness To sit and talk and look upon my Mistriss Or if she was not by to think upon her Then every Morning next to my Devotion Nay often too forgive me Heaven before it She slipt into my fancy and I took it As a good Omen for the following day It was a pretty foolish kind of Life An honest harmless Vanity but now The fairest Face moves me no more than Snow Or Lillies when I see 'em and pass by And I as soon should deeply fall in Love With the fresh Scarlet of an Eastern Cloud As the Red Lips and Cheeks of any Woman I do confess Aurelia thou art Fair And very Witty and I think Well-natur'd But thou' rt a Woman still Aur. The sight of you Sir Makes me not repent at all my being so Trum. And prethee now Aurelia tell me truly Are any Women constant in their Vows Can they continue a whole Moneth a Week And never change their faith Oh! if they could They would be excellent things nay ne're dissemble Are not their Lusts unruly and to them Such Tyrants as their Beauties are to us Are their tears true and solid when they weep Aur. Sure Mr. Truman you ha'nt slept of late If we should be marry'd to Night what would you do for Sleep Trum. Why do not marry'd people sleep o' Nights Aur. Yes yes alas good innocence Trum. They have a scurvy Life on 't if they don't But wee 'l not Live as other people do Wee 'l find out some new handsome way of Love Some way of Love that few shall imitate Yet all admire for 't is a sordid thing That Lust should dare t' insinuate it self Into the Marriage-bed wee 'l get no Children The worst of Men and Women can do that Besides too if our Issue should be Female They would all Learn to flatter and dissemble They would deceive with Promises and Vows Some simple men and then prove False and Kill 'em Would they not do 't Aurelia Aur. I any thing Mr. Truman but what shall we do Sir when we are marry'd pray Trum. Why wee 'l live very Lovingly together Sometimes wee 'l sit and talk of excellent things And laugh at all the Nonsence of the world Sometimes wee 'l walk together Sometimes wee 'l read and sometimes eat and sometimes sleep And sometimes pray and then at last wee 'l dye And go to Heaven together 't will be rare Aur. We may do all this me-thinks and never marry for the matter Trum. 'T is true we may so But since our Parents are resolv'd upon it In such a Circumstance let 'em have their humor My father sent me in to Complement And keep a Prating here and play the Fool I cannot do 't what should I say Aurelia What do they use to say Aur. I believe you knew Sir when you Woo'd my Cozen. Trum. I but those Days are past they 'r go for ever And nothing else but Nights are to succeed 'em Gone like the faith and truth of Women kind And never to be seen again O Lucia Thou wast a woundrous Angel in those days of thy blest state of Innocence There was a Cheek a Fore-head and an Eye Did you observe her Eye Aurelia Aur. O yes Sir there were very pretty Babies in 't Trum. It was as glorious as the Eye of Heaven Like the souls Eye it peirc'd through every thing And then her Hands her Hands of Liquid Ivory Did she but touch her Lute the pleasing'st Harmony then upon Earth when she her self was silent The subtil motion of her Flying fingers Taught Musique a New art to take the Sight as well as Ear. Aur. I Sir I you 'd best go look her out and marry her she has but one Husband yet Trum. Nay prethee good Aurelia be not angry For I will never Love or See her more I do not say she was more Fair than thou art Yet if I did No but I wo'not say so Only allow me this one short last remembrance of one I lov'd so long And now I think on 't I 'l beg a favour of you you will Laugh at me I know when you have heard it but prethee grant it 't is that you would be Veil'd as Lucia was of late for this one day I would fain marry thee so 'T is an odd foolish fancy I confess But Love and Grief may be allow'd sometimes A little Innocent folly Aur. Good this Fool will help me I see to cheat himself At a dead lift a little hint will serve me I 'l do 't for him to the Life Trum. Will you Aurelia Aur. That 's but a small Compliance you 'l ha' power anon to Command me greater things Trum. We shall be marry'd very privately None but our selves and that 's e'en best Aurelia Why do I stick here at a Fatal step That must be made Aurelia are you ready The Minister stays for us Aur. I 'l but go in and take my Veil as you Command me Sir Walk but a few turns in the Garden in less than half an hour I 'l come to you ha ha ha Exit Trum. I go I am Condemn'd and must Obey The Executioner stays for me at Church Exit Act 5. Scene 1. Colonel Jolly Will. Ioll. So I have her at last and honest Ioseph Knock-down married us me-thinks with convenient brevity I have some hold now upon my Estate again though she I confess be a clog upon it worse than a Mort-gage that my good Neighbour Barebottle left wholly to his wife almost all the rest of the Incomes upon his seeking go to his daughter Tabitha whom Cutter has got by this time and promises me to live like an honest Gentleman hereafter now he may do so comfortably and merrily She marri'd me thus suddenly like a good Houswife purely to save charges however though we 'l have a good Supper for her and her eating Tribe Will is the Cook a doing according to my directions Will. Yes Sir he 's very hard at his business he 's swearing and cursing in the Kitchin that your Worship may hear him hither he 'l fright my new old Mistris out of the house Ioll. 'T is such an over-roasted coxcomb bid him be sure to season well the Venison that came in luckily to day Will. Troth Sir I dare not speak to him now unless I should put on your Worship's Armour that lies hid in the Barel below he 'd like to