never Flo. Come 't is not that thou would'st thou dost but fright me Ger. Upon my souâ— it is Sir and I bind ye Flo. Clause canst thou be so cruel Ger. You may break Sir But never more in my thoughts appear honest Flo. Diâ—'st ever see her Ger. No. Flo. She is such a thing O Clause she is such a wonder such a mirror For beauty and fair virtue Europe has not Why hast thou made me happy to undo me But look upon her then if thy heart relent not I 'le quit her presently who waits there Servant within Sir Flo. Bid my fair love come hither and the company Prethee be good unto me take a mans heart And look upon her truly take a friends heart And feel what miserie must follow this Ger. Take you a noble heart and keep your promise I forsook all I had to make you happy Enter Bertha Van-donk and the rest Merchants Can that thing call'd a woman stop your godness Flo. Look there she is dâ—â—l with me as thou wilt now Didst ever see a fairer Ger. She is most goodly Flo. Pray ye stand still Ber. What ailes my love Flo. Didst thou ever By the fair light of heaven behold a sweeter O that thou knew'st but love or ever selt him Look well look narrowlie upon her beautiâ—s 1. Mer. Sure h 'as soâ—e strange in hand he starâ—s so 2. Mer. This Beggar has a strong power over his pleasure Flo. View all her bodie Ger. 'T is exact and excellent Flo. Is she a thing then to be lost thus lightly Her mind is ten times sweeter ten times nobler And but to hear her speak a Paradise And such a love she bears to me a chaste love A vertuâ—us fair and fruitfullove 't is now too I am readie to enjoy it the Priest readie Clause To say the holy words shall make us happie This is a crueltie beyond mans studie All these are readie all our joyes are readie And all the expectation of our friends 'T will be her death to do it Ger. Let her die then Flo. Thou canst not 't is impossible Ger. It must be Flo. 'Till kill me too ' â—will murder me by heaven Clause I 'le give thee halfe I have come thou shalt save me Ger. Then you must go with me I can stay no longer If ye be true and noble Flo. Hard heart I 'le follow Pray ye all go in again and pray be merrie I have a weighty businesse give my cloake there Enter Servant with a Cloake Concerns my life and state make no enquiry This present hour befaln me with the soonest I shall be here again nay pray go in Sir And take them with you 't is but a night lost Gentlemen Van. Come come in we will not lose our meat yet Nor our good mirth he cannot stay long from her I am sure of that Flo. I will noâ— stay believe Sir Exit Gertrude a word with you Ber. Why is this stop Sir Flo. I have no more time left me but to kisse thee And tell thee this I am ever thine farewell wench Exit Ber. And is that all your ceremonie Is this a wedding Are all my hoâ—es and prayers turnd to nothing Well I will say no more nor sigh nor sorrow oh me Til to thy face I prove thee false Exit Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Bertha and a Boore Ber. LEad if thou thinkst we are right why dost thou make These often stands thou saidst thou knewst the way Boor. Fear nothing I do know it would `twere homeward Ber. Wrought from me by a Beggâ—r at the time That most should tie him 'T is some other Love That hath a more command on his affections And he that fetcht him a disguised Agent Not what he personated for his fashion Was more familiar with him and more powerfull Then one that ask'd an almes I must finde out One if not bothâ— kind darkness be my shrowd And cover loves too curious search in me For yet suspition I would not name thee Boor. Mistris it grows some-what pretty and dark Ber. What then Boor. Nay nothing do not think I am afraid Although perhaps you are Ber. I am not forward Boor. Sure but you are give me your hand fear nothing There 's one leg in the wood do not pull backward What a sweat one on 's are in you or I Pray God it do not prove the plague yet sure It has infected me for I sweat too It runs out at my knees feel feel I pray you Ber. What ailes the fâ—llow Boor. Hark hark I beseech you Do you hear nothing Ber. No. Boor. List a wild hog He grunts now 't is a beare this wood is full of ' em And now a wolfe Mistris a wolfe a wolfe It is the howling of a wolfe Ber. The braying of an asse is it not Boor. Oh â—ow one has me Oh my left ham farâ—well Ber. Look to your shanks Your breech is safe enough the wolfe 's a Fernbrâ—â—e Boor. But see see see There is a Serpent in it It has eyes as broad as platters it spits fire Now it creeps towards us help me to say my prayers It has swallowed me almost my breath is stopt I cannot speak do I speak Mistris tell me Ber. Why thou timerous Sot canst thou perceive Any thing i' the bush but a poor glo-worme Boor. It may be 't is but a glo-worm now but 't will Grow to a fire-drake presently Ber. Come thou from it I have a precious guide of you and a courteous That gives me leave to lead my selfe the way thus Boor. It thunders you hear that now Ber. I hear one hollow Boor. 'T is thunder thunder See a flash of Lightning Are you not blasted Mistris pull your masâ— off It has plaid the barber with me here I have lost My beard my beard pray God you be not shaven It will spoile your marriage Mistris Ber. What strange wonders Fear fancies in a Coward Boor. Now the earth opens Ber. Prethee hold thy peace Boor. Will you on then Ber. Both love and jealousie have made me bold Where my fate leads me I must go Exit Boor. God be with you then Enter Woolfort Hemskirk and Attendants Hem. It was the fellow sure he that should guide me The hunts-man that did hollow us Woolf. Best make a â—â—and And listen to his next ha Hem. Who goes there Boor. Mistris I am taken Hem. Mistris look forth souldiers Woolf. What are you siâ—â—ah Boor. Truly all is left Of a poor Boor by day-light by night no body You might have spar'd your drum and guns and pikes too For I am none that will stand out Sir I. You may take me in with a walking stick Even when you please and hold me with a pack-threed Hem. What woman was 't you call'd to Boor. Woman none Sir Woolf. None did you noâ— name Mistris Boor. Yes but shee 's No woman yet â— she should have been this night But that a Beggar stole away her
take the flincher All B. Yaw yaw yaw yaw Enter Hemskirk Hem. Good do'n my honest fellows You are merry here I see 3. B. ' Tiâ— all we have lâ—ft Sir Hem. What hast thou Aqua-vitae Boy Yes Hem. Fill out then And give these honest fellows round All b. We thank ye Hem. May I speak a word in private to ye All b. Yes Sir Hem. I have a business for you honest friends If you dare lâ—nd your help shall get you crowns Ger. Hâ— Lead me a little nearer boy 1. B. What is 't Sir If it be any thing to puâ—chase money Which is our want command us Boors All all all Sir Hem. You know â—â—e young spâ—uce Merchant in Bruges 2. B Who Master Goswin Hem. That he owes me money And here in town there is no stirring of him Ger. Say ye so Hem. This day upon a sure appointment He meets me mile hence by the Chase side Under the row of Okes do you know it All b. Yes Sir Hem. Give 'em more drink there if you dare but venture When I shall give the word to seize upon him Here 's twenty pound 3. Bo. Beware the Jugler Hem. If he resist down with him have no mercy 1. Bo. I warrant you wee 'l hamper him Hem. To discharge you I have a warrrant here about me 3. Bo. Here 's our warrant This carries fire i' the taile Hem. Away with me then The time drawes on I must remove so insolent a Suitor And if he be so rich make him pay ransome Ere he see Bruges towres again thus wise men Repaire the hurts they take by a disgrace And piece the Lyons skin with the Foxes case Ger. I am glad I have heard this sport yet Hem. There 's for thy drink come pay the house within boyes And loose no time Ger. Away with all our haste too Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Florez Flo. NO wind blow faire yet no return of moneys Letters nor any thing to hold my hopes up Why then 't is destin'd that I fall fall miserably My credit I was built on sinking with me Thou boysterous North-wind blowing my misâ—ortunes And â—rosting all my hopes to cakes of coldness Yet stay thy fury give the gentle South Yet leave to court those â—aiâ—es that bring me safety And you auspicious fires bright twins in heaven Daunce on the shrowds he blowes still stubbornly And on his boysterous rack rides my sad ruine There is no help there can be now no comfort To morrow with the Sun-set sets my credit Oh misery thou curse of man thou plague In the midst of all our stâ—ength thou strik'st us My vertuous love is toss'd too all what I have been No more hereafter to be seen then shadow To prison nowâ— well yet there 's this hope left me I may sink fairly under this dayes venture And so to morrow's cross'â— and all those curses Yet manly I 'le invite my fate base fortune Shall never say she has cut my throat in fear This is the pâ—ace his challenge call'd me to And was a happy one at this time for me For let me fall before my foe i' the field And not at barr before my creditors Aa's kept his word now Sir your swords tongue only Loud as you dare all other language Enter Hemskirk Hem. Well Sir You shall not be long troubled draw Flo. 'T is done Sir And now have at ye Hem. Now Enter Boores. Flo. Betraid to Viâ—lains Slaves ye shall buy me bravely And thou base coward Enter Gerrard and beggars Ger. Now upon 'em bravely Conjure 'em soundly boyes Boores. Hold hold Ger. Lay on still Down with that Gentleman rogue swinge him to sirrup Retire Sir and take breath follow take him Take all 't is lawfull prize Boores. We yield Ger. Down with 'em Into the wood and rifle 'em tew 'em swinge 'em Knock me their brains into their breeches Exeunt Boores. Hold hold Flo. What thâ—se men are I know not nor for what cause They should thus thrust themselves into my danger Can I imagin But sâ—re heavens hand was in 't Nor why this coward knave should deale so basely To eat me up with slaves but heaven I thank thee I hope thou hast reserv'd me to an end Fit for thy creature and worthy of thy honour Would all my other dangers here had suffered With what a joyfull heart should I go home then Where now heaven knowes like him that waits his sentence Or hears his passing-bell but there 's my hope still Enter Gerrard Ger. Blessing upon you Master Flo. Thank ye leave me For by my troth I have nothing now to give thee Ge. Indeed I do not ask siâ— only it grieves me To see you look so sad now goodness keep ye From troubles in your mind Flo. If I were troubled What could thy comfort do prethee Clause leave me Ger Good master be not angry for what I say Is out of true love to ye Flo. I know thou lov'st me Ger. Good Mr. blame that love then if I prove so sawcy To ask ye why ye are sad Flo. Most true I am so And such a sadnesse I have got will sink me Ger. Heaven shield it sir Flo. Faith thou must lose thy master Ger. I had rather lose my neck sir would I knew Flo. What would the knowledge do thee good so miserable Thou canst not help thy self when all my ways Nor all the friends I have Ger. You do not know sir What I can dâ—â— cures sometimes for mens cares Flow where they least expect ' em Flo. I know thou wouldst do But farewell Clause pray for thy poor â—n aâ—ter Ger. I will not leave ye Flo. How Ger. I dare not leave ye And till ye beat me dead I must not leave ye By what ye hold most precious by heavens goodness As your fair youth may prosper good Sir tell me My mind believes yet something 's in my power May ease you of this trouble Flo. I will tell thee For a hundred thousand crowns upon my credit Tâ—ken up of Merchants to supply my traffiques The winds and weather envying of my fortune And no return to help me off yet shâ—wing To morrow Clause to morrow which must come In spron thou shalt find me poor and broken Ger. I cannot bâ—ame your grief sir. Flo. Now what sayst thou Ge. I say you should not shrink for he that gave ye Can give you more his power can bring ye off sir When friends all forsake you yet he sees you Flo. That 's all my hope Ger Hope still sir are you ty'd Within the compasse of a day good master To pay this mass of money Flo. Ev'n to morrow But why do I stand mocking of my misery Is 't not enough the floods friends forget me Ger. Will no lesse serve Flo. What if it would Ger. Your patience I do not ask to mock ye 't is a great sum A sum for mighty men to start and stick at But not for honest have ye
Prima Enter Florez and four Merchants Flo. WHy Gentlemen 't is but a week more I intreat you But seven short days I am not running from ye Nor if you give me patience is it possible All my adventures fail you have ships abroad Endure the beating both of wind or weather I am sure 't would vex your hearts to be protested Ye are all fair Merchants 1 Mer. Yes and must have fair play There is no lying here else one hours failing Fails us of all our friends of all our credits For my part I would stay but my wants tell me I must wrong others iâ—'t Flo. No mercy in ye 2 Mer. 'T is foolish to depend on others mercy Keep your self right and even cut your cloth Sir According to your calling you have liv'd here In Lord-like prodigâ—lity high and open And now ye find what 't is the liberal spending The summer of your youth which you should glean in And like the labouring Ant make use and gain of Has brought this bitter stormy winter on ye And now you cry 3 Mer. Alas before your poverty We were no men of no mark no endeavour You stood alone took up all trade all business Running through your hands scarce a sayl at Sea But loaden with your goods we poor weak pedlers When by your leave and much intreaty to it We could have â—â—oage for a little cloth Or a few wines put off and thank your Worship Lord how the world 's chang'd with ye now I hope Sir We shall have sea-room Flor. Is my misery Become my scorn too have ye no humanity Nâ— part of men left are all the bounties in me To you to the town turn'd my reproaches 4 Mer. Well get your moneys ready 't is but two hours VVe shall pâ—otest ye else and suddenly Flo. But two days 1 Mer. Not an hour ye know the hazard Exit Flo. How soon my lights put out hard-hearted Bruges Within thy walls may never honest Merchant Venture his fortunes more O my poor wench too Enter Gerrard Ger. Good fortune Master Flo. Thou mistak'st me Clause I am not worth thy blessing Ger. Still a sad man Enter Higgen and Prig like Porters No belief gentle Master come bring it in then And now believe your Beadsman Flo. Is this certain Or dost thou work upon my troubled sense Ger. 'T is gold Sir Take it and try it Flo. Certainly 't is treasure Can there be yet this blessing Ger. Cease your wonder You shalâ— not sink for nev'r a sous'd flap-draggon For nere a pickl'd pilcher of 'em all Sâ—r 'T is there your full sum a hundred thousand Crowns And good sweet master now be merry pay 'em Pay the poor pelting knaves that know no goodness And chear your heart up handsomly Flo. Good Clause How cam'st thou by this mighty sum if naughtily I must not take it of thee 't will undo me Ger. Fear not you have it by as honest means As though your father gave it Sir you know not To what a mass the little we dayly get Mounts in sâ—ven years we beg it for heavens charity And to the same good we are bound to render it Flo. What great â—â—curity Ger. Away with that Sir Were not ye more then all the men in Bruges And all the money in my thoughts Flo. But good Clause I may dye presently Ger. Then this dies with ye Pay when you can good Master I 'le no parchments Only this charity I shall entreat ye Leave me this ring Flo. Alas it is too poor Clause Ger. 'T is all I ask and this withal that when I shall deliver this back you shall grant me Freely one poor petition Flo. There I confess it And may my faith forsake me when I shun it Ger. Away your time draws on Take up the money And follow this young Gentleman Flo. Farewel Clause And may thy honest memory live ever Ger. Heaven bless ye and still keep ye farewel Master Exâ—unt Scaena Secunda Enter Hubert Hub. I have lockt my youth up close enough for gadding In an old tree and set watch over him Enter Iaculine Now for my Love for sure this wench must be she She follows me Come hither pretty Minche Iac. No no you 'l kiss Hub. So I will Iac. Y'ded law How will ye kiss me pray you Hub. Thus soft as my loves lips Iac. Oh! Hub. What 's your Fathers name Iac. He 's gone to heaven Hub. Is it not Gerrard sweet Iac. I 'le stay no longer My mother 's an old woman and my brother Was drown'd at Sea with catching Cockles O love O how my heart melts in me how thou fir'st me Hub. 'T is certain she pray let me see your hand sweet Iac. No no you 'l bite it Hub. Sure I should know that Gymmal Iac. 'T is certain he I had forgot my ring too O Hubert Hubert Hub. Ha methought she nam'd me Do you know me Chick Iac. No indeed I never saw ye But methinks you kiss finely Hub. Kiss again then By heaven 't is she Iac. O what a joy he brings me Hub. You are not Minche Iac. Yes pretty Gentleman And I must be married to morrow to a Capper Hub. Must ye my sweet and does the Capper love ye Iac. Yes yes he 'l give me pye and look in mine eyes thus 'T is he 't is my dear love O blest fortune Hub. How â—ain she would conceal her self yet shew it Will ye love me and leave that man I 'le serve Iac. O I shall lose my self Hub. I 'le wait upon ye And make ye dainty Nose-gays Iac. And where will ye stick ' em Hub. Here in bosome and make a crown of Lilliâ—s For your fair head Iac. And will ye love me ' deed-law Hub. With all my heart Iac. Call me to morrow then And we 'l have brave chear and go to Church together Give you good ev'n Sir Hub. But one word fair Minche Iac. I must be gone a milking Hub. Ye shall presently Did you never hear of a young Maid called Iaculine Iac. I am discovered hark in your ear I 'le tell ye You must not know meâ— Kiss and be constant ever Hub. Heaven curse me else 't is she and now I 'me certain They are all here Noâ— for my other project Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Florez fâ—ur Merchants Higgen and Prig. 1 Mer. Nay if it would do you courtesie Flo. None at all Sir Take it ' â—is yours there 's your ten thousand for ye Give in my Bills your sixteen 3 Mer. Pray be pleas'd Sir To make a further use Flo. No. 3 Mer. What I have Sir You may command pray let me be your Servant Flo. Put your hats on I care not for your courtesies They are most untimely done and no truth in ' em 2 Mer. I have a fraught of pepper Flo. Rot your pepper Shall I trust you again there 's your seven thousand 4 Mer. Or if you want fine sugar 't is but sending Flo. No I can
oath never to discover you Who dying left his name and wealth unto you As his reputed Son and yet received so But now as Florez and â— Prince remember The countries and the subjects generall good Must challenge the first part in your affecâ—ion The fair maid whom you chose to be your wife Bâ—ing so far beâ—eath you thaâ— yâ—ur love Mâ—â—t grâ—nt 〈◊〉 not your equall Flo. In discâ—nt Or borrowed gloâ—iâ—s from dead Ancestoâ—s But â—or her bâ—autie chastitie anâ— all vertues Ever remembreâ— in the best of women A Mâ—naâ—ch might râ—ceive â—rom hâ—r not give Though she were â—is Crowns purchase In this only Be â—n indulgent Father in aâ—l â—lse Uâ—e my authority Enter Hubert â—emskirk Woolfort Bertha and Souldiers Hub. Sâ—r hâ—re be two of 'em The Father and the Sonne the rest you shall have Aâ—â—ast as I can rouze them Ger. Who 's this Woolfort Wool I criple your faigned cruâ—ches will not heâ—p you Nor patch'd disguise that hath so long conceal'd you Iâ—'s now no halting I must here find Gerrard And in this Merchants hâ—bit one called Florez Who would be an Earl Ger. And is wert thou a subject Flo. Is this that Traitor Woolfort Wolf Yes but you Are they that are betraid Hemskirk Ber. My Goswin Turn'd Prince O I am poorer by this greatness Then all my former jealousies or misfortunes Flo. Gertrude Woolf. Stay Sir you were to day too near her You must no more ayme at those easie acceâ—ses Less you can do 't in aire without a head Which shall be sodainly try'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 fâ—end as Woolfort Woolf. For so lost A thing as Florez Flo. And that would be so Rather then she should stoop again to thee There is no death but 's sweeter then all life When Woolfort is to give it O my Gertrude It is nâ—t that no Pâ—incedom that I go from Iâ— is from thee that losse includeth aâ—l Wool I if my young prince knew his loss he would say so Which that he yet may chew on I will tell him This is no Gertrude nor no Hemskirkes Nâ—ece Nor Vandoncks daughter this is Bertha Bâ—rtha The heir â—f Bâ—abant â—he that caus'd the warre Whâ—m I did steale during my treaty there For your minority to raise my selfe I then forâ—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 â—si which had not been to do She come of yeâ—rs but that the expectation First of her Fatheâ—s death retarded it And sâ—nce the standing out of Bruges where Hemskirk had hid her till she was nâ—er lost But Sir we have recover'd her your Mâ—rchantship May break for this was one of your best bâ—â—tomes I think Ger. Insolent Devill Enter Hubert with Iaqueline 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 Iaqueline the sister unto Florez Woolf. All found why here 's brave game this was sport-royall And puts me in thought of a new kind of death for ' em Huntsman your horn first wind me Florez fall Next Gerrards then his daughter Iaquelins Those rascals they shall dye without their rights Hang 'em Hemskirk on these trees I 'le take The assay of these my selfe Hub. Not here my Lord Let 'em be broken up upâ—n a scaffold 'T wil shew the better when their arbouâ—'s made Ger. Wretch art thou not contâ—nt thou hâ—st betraid uâ— But mock us too Gynks False Hubert this is monstrous Woolf. Hubert Hem. Who this Ger. Yes this is Hubert Woolfort I hope he ha's helpt himself to a tree Woolf. The first The first of any and most glad I have you Sir I lâ—t you go before bâ—t for a train Iâ—'t you have done tâ—is service Hub. As your Hâ—ntsman But now as Hubert save your selves I will The Woolf 's a foot let slip kill kill kill kilâ— Enter with a druâ— Vâ—n-doâ—ck Merchants Higgen Prig Ferret Snâ—p Woolf. Betray'd Hub. No but well catch'd I the Huntsman Van-d. How do you Woolfort Rascall good knave Woolfort I speak it now without the Rose and Hemskirk Rogue Hemskirk you that have no niece this Lady Was â—tolne by you and tane by you and now Resign'd by me to the right owner here Take her my Pâ—ince Flo. Can this be pâ—ssible Welcome my love my â—weet my worthy love Van-d. I ha' giv'n you her twice now keep her better and thank Lord Hubert that came to me in Gerrards name And got me out with my brave boys to march Like Caesar when he bred his Commentaries So I to end my Chronicle came sorth Caesar Van-donck veni vidi vici Give me my Bottle and set down the drum You had your tricks Sir had you we ha' tricks too You stole the Lady Hig. And we led your Squadrons Where they ha' scratc'ht their legges a little with brambles If not their faces Prig. Yes and run their heads Against â—reâ—s Hig. 'T is Captain Prig Sir Prig. And Coronell Higgen Hig. We fiâ—l'd a pit with your people some with legges Sâ—me with aâ—mes broken and a neck or two I think be lâ—oâ—e Prig. The rest too that escap'd Are noâ— yet out of the briars Hig. And yâ—ur hoâ—ses Sir Are wâ—ll set up in Bruges all by this time You loâ—k as you were noâ— well Sir and would be Shortly let blood do you wanâ— a scarfâ— Vand-d A halter Ger. 'T was like your self honest and noble Hubert Caâ—'st thou behold these mirrors altogethâ—r Of thy longâ— false and bloody usurpation Thy tyrannous proscription and frâ—sh treason And not so see thy self as to faâ—l down Aâ—d sinking force a grave wiâ—h thine own guilt As deep as helâ— â—o cover thee and iâ— Woolf. No I can stand and praise the toyles that took me And laughing in them dye they were brave snares Flo. ' Twâ—re truer valour if thou durst repent The wrongs th' hast done and live Woolf. Who I repent And say I am sorry yes 't is the fools language And noâ— for Woolfort Vandâ—d Woolfort thou art a â—ivell And speakst his â—anguage oh that I had my longing Under this row of trees now would I hang him Flo. No let him live untill â—e can repent But banish'd from our State that is thy doom Vanâ—d Then haâ—g his worthy Captain here this Hemskirk For profit of th' example Flo. No let him Enjoy his shame too with his conscious life To shew how much our innocence contemns All practice from the guiâ—tiest to molest us Van-d. A noble Prince Ger. Sir you must help to joyn A pair of hands as they have done their hearts here And to their loves with joy Flo. As to mine own My gracious