London for a man That were a French-man and Musitian To be as I suppose his Daughters Tutor Him if you meete as like enough you shall He will inquire of you of his affayres Then make him answere you three came from Paules And in the middle walke one you espide Fit for his purpose then discribe this Cloake This Beard and Hatte for in this borrowed shape Must I beguile and ouer-reach the Foole The Maydes must be acquainted with this drift The Doore doth ope I dare not stay reply Least beeing discride Gentlemen adue And helpe him now that oft hath helped you Exit Enter Frisco the Clowne Wal. How now sirra whither are you going Fris. Whither am I going how shall I tell you when I doe not know my selfe nor vnderstand my selfe Heigh. What dost thou meane by that Frisc. Marry sir I am seeking a Needle in a Bottle of Hay a Monster in the liknesse of a Man one that in stead of good morrow asketh what Porrage you haue to Dinner Parley vous signiour one that neuer washes his fingers but lickes them cleane with kisses a clipper of the Kings English and to conclude an eternall enemie to all good Language Haru. What 's this what 's this Fris. Doe not you smell me Well I perceiue that witte doth not always dwel in a Satten-dublet why t is a Frenchman Bassimon cue how doe you Haru. I thanke you sir but tell me what wouldest thou doe with a French-man Fris. Nay fayth I would doe nothing with him vnlesse I set him to teach Parrets to speake marry the old Asse my Maister would haue him to teach his Daughters though I trust the whole world sees that there be such in his house that can serue his Daughters turne as well as the proudest French-man but if you be good laddes tell me where I may finde such a man Heigh. We will goe hye thee straight to Paules There shalt thou find one fitting thy desire Thou soone mayst know him for his Beard is blacke Such is his rayment if thou runn'st appace Thou canst not misse him Frisco Fris. Lord Lord how shall poore Phrisco rewarde your rich tydings Gentlemen I am yours till Shrouetewesday for then change I my Coppy looke like nothing but Red-Herring Cobbes and Stock-Fish yet I le doe somewhat for you in the meane time my Maister is abroad and my young Mistresses at home if you can doe any good on them before the French-man corne why so Ah Gentlemen doe not suffer a litter of Languages to spring vp amongst vs I must to the Walke in Paules you to the Vestrie Gentlemen as to my selfe and so foorth Exit Frisco Haru. Fooles tell the truth men say and so may he Wenches we come now Loue our conduct be Ned knocke at the doore but soft forbeare Enter Lawrentia Marina and Mathea The Cloude breakes vp and our three Sunnes appeare To this I fly shine bright my liues sole stay And make griefes night a gloryous summers day Mari. Gentlemen how welcome you are here Guesse by our lookes for other meanes by feare Preuented is our fathers quicke returne Forbidds the welcome else we would haue done Walg. Mathea How these faythfull thoughts obey Mat. No more sweet loue I know what thou would'st say You say you loue me so I wish you still Loue hath loues hier being ballancst with good will But say come you to vs or come you rather To pawne more Lands for mony to our father I know t is so a Gods name spend at large What man our mariage day will all discharge Our father by his leaue must pardon vs Age saue of age of nothing can discusse But in our loues the prouerbe wee le fulfill Women and Maydes must alwayes haue their will Heigh. Say thou as much and adde life to this Coarse Law Your selfe your good news doth more enforce How these haue set forth loue by all their witte I sweare in heart I more then double it Sisters be glad for he hath made it playne The meanes to get our Schoole-maister againe But Gentlemen for this time cease our loues This open streete perhaps suspition moues Fayne we would stay bid you walke in more rather But that we feare the comming of our father Goe to th' Exchange craue Gold as you intend Pisaro scrapes for vs for vs you spend We say farewell more sadlier be bold Then would my greedy father to his Gold Wee here you there aske Gold and Gold you shall Wee le pay the intrest and the principall Exeunt Sisters Walg. That 's my good Girles and I le pay you for all Haru. Come to th' Exchange and when I feele decay Send me such Wenches Heauens I still shall pray Exeunt Enter Pisaro Delion the Frenchman Vandalle the Dutchman Aluaro the Italian and other Marchants at seuerall doores Pisa. Good morrow M. Strangers Strang. Good morrow sir Pisaro This louing friends hath thus emboldned me For knowing the affection and the loue Maister Vandalle that you beare my Daughter Likwise and that with ioy considering too you Mounsier Delion would faine dispatch I promise you mee thinkes the time did fit And does bir-Lady too in mine aduice This day to clap a full conclusion vp And therefore made I bold to call on you Meaning our businesse done here at the Burse That you at mine intreaty should walke home And take in worth such Viands as I haue And then we would and so I hope we shall Loosely tye vp the knot that you desire But for a day or two and then Church rites Shall sure conforme confirme and make all fast Vand. Seker Mester Pisaro mee do so groterly dancke you dat you macke mee so sure of de Wench datt ic can neit dancke you genough Delio. Monsieur Pisaro mon pere mon Vadere Oh de grande ioye you giue me oconte mee sal go home to your House sal eat your Bakon sal eat your Beefe and shal tacke de Wench de fine Damoysella Pisa. You shall and welcome welcome as my soule But were my third Sonne sweete Aluaro heere Wee would not stay at the Exchange to day But hye vs home and there end our affayres Enter Moore and Towerson Moore Good day maister Pisaro Pisa. Maister Moore marry with all my heart good morrow sir What newes What newes Moore This Marchant heere my friend would speake with you Tower Sir this iolly South-west wind with gentle blast Hath driuen home our long expected Shippes All laden with the wealth of ample Spaine And but a day is past since they ariude Safely at Plimmouth where they yet abide Pisa. Thankes is too small a guerdon for such newes How like you this Newes friends Maister Vandalle Heer 's somewhat towards for my Daughters Dowrie Heer 's somewhat more then we did yet expect Tower But heare you sir my businesse is not done From these same Shippes I did receiue these lines And there inclosde this same Bill of exchange To pay at sight
ENGLISH-MEN For my Money OR A pleasant Comedy called A Woman will haue her Will Imprinted at London by W. White dwelling in Cow-lane 1616 The Actors names Pisaro a Portingale Pisaros Daughters Laurentia Marina Mathea Anthony a Schoolemaister to them Suters to Pisaros Daughters Haruie Ferdinand or Heigham Ned or Walgraue Suters also to the 3. daughters Delion a Frenchman Aluaro an Italian Vandalle a Dutchman Frisco a Clowne Pisaros man M. Moore Towerson a Marchant Balsaro Browne a Clothier A Post A Belman Enter PISARO Pisaro HOw smugge this gray-eyde Morning seemes to bee A pleasant sight but yet more pleasure haue I To thinke vpon this moystning Southwest Winde That driues my laden Shippes from fertile Spaine But come what will no Winde can come amisse For two and thirty Windes that rules the Seas And blowes about this ayerie Region Thirtie two Shippes haue I to equall them Whose wealthy fraughts doe make Pisaro rich Thus euery Soyle to mee is naturall Indeed by birth I am a Portingale Who driuen by Westerne winds on English shore Heere liking of the soyle I maried And haue Three Daughters But impartiall Death Long since depriude mee of her dearest life Since whose discease in London I haue dwelt And by the sweete loude trade of Usurie Letting for Interest and on Morgages Doe I waxe rich though many Gentlemen By my extortion comes to miserie Amongst the rest three English Gentlemen Haue pawnde to mee their Liuings and their Lands Each seuerall hoping though their hopes are vaine By mariage of my Daughters to possesse Their Patrimonies and their Landes againe But Gold is sweete and they deceiue them-selues For though I guild my Temples with a smile It is but Iudas-like to worke their endes But soft What noyse of footing doe I heare Enter Laurentia Marina Mathea and Anthony Laur. Now Maister what intend you to read to vs Anth. Pisaro your Father would haue me read morall Philosophy Mari. What 's that Anth. First tell mee how you like it Math. First tell vs what it is Pisa. They be my Daughters and their Schoole-maister Pisaro not a word but list their talke Anth. Gentlewomen to paint Philosophy Is to present youth with so sowre a dish As their abhorring stomackes nill digestes When first my mother Oxford Englands pride Fostred mee puple-like with her rich store My study was to read Philosophy But since my head-strong youths vnbridled will Scorning the leaden fetters of restraint Hath prunde my feathers to a higher pitch Gentlewomen Morall Philosophy is a kind of art The most contrary to your tender sexes It teacheth to be graue and on that brow Where Beawtie in her rarest glory shines Plants the sad semblance of decayed age Those Weedes that with their riches should adorne And grace faire Natures curious workmanship Must be conuerted to a blacke fac'd vayle Griefes liuerie and Sorrowes semblance Your food must be your hearts aboundant sighes Steep'd in the brinish licquor of your teares Day-light as darke-night darke-night spent in prayer Thoughts your companions and repentant mindes The recreation of your tired spirits Gentlewomen if you can like this modestie Then will I read to you Philosophy Laur. Not I Mari. Fie vpon it Math. Hang vp Philosophy I le none of it Pisar. A Tutor said I a Tutor for the Diuell Anth. No Gentlewomen Anthony hath learn'd To read a Lector of more pleasing worth Marina read these lines young Haruie sent them There euery line repugnes Philosophy Then loue him for he hates the thing thou hates Laurentia this is thine from Ferdinande Thinke euery golden circle that thou see'st The rich vnualued circle of his worthe Mathea with these Gloues thy Ned salutes thee As often as these hide these from the Sunne And Wanton steales a kisse from thy faire hand Presents his seruiceable true harts zeale Which waites vpon the censure of thy doome What though their Lands be morgag'd to your Father Yet may your Dowries redeeme that debt Thinke they are Gentlemen and thinke they loue And be that thought their true loues aduocate Say you should wed for Wealth for to that scope Your Fathers greedy disposition tendes The world would say that you were had for Wealth And so faire Beawties honour quite distinct A masse of Wealth being powrde vpon another Little augments the shew although the summe But beeing lightly scattred by it selfe It doubles what it seem'd although but one Euen so your selues for wedded to the Rich His stile was as it was a Rich man still But wedding these to wed true Loue is dutie You make them rich in Wealth but more in Beawtie I need not plead that smile that smile shewes hearts consent That kisse shew'd loue that on that gift was lent And last thine Eyes that teares of true ioy sendes As comfortable tidings for my friends Mari. Haue done haue done what need'st thou more procure When long ere this I stoop'd to that faire lure Thy euer louing Haruie I delight it Marina euer louing shall requite it young Teach vs Philosphy I le be no Nunne Age scornes Delight I loue it being There 's not a word of this not a words part But shall be stamp'd seal'd printed on my heart On this I le read on this my senses ply All Arts being vaine but this Philosophy Laur. Why was I made a Mayde but for a Man And why Laurentia but for Ferdinand The chastest Soule these Angels could intice Much more himselfe an Angell of more price were 't thy selfe present as my heart could wish Such vsage thou shouldst haue as I giue this Anth. Then you would kisse him Laur. If I did how then Anth. Nay I say nothing to it but Amen Pisa. The Clarke must haue his fees I le pay you them Math. Good God how abiect is this single life I le not abide it Father Friends nor Kin Shall once disswade me from affecting A man 's a man and Ned is more then one Y fayth I le haue thee Ned or I le haue none Doe what they can chafe chide or storme their fill Mathea is resolu'd to haue her will Pisa. I can no longer hold my patience Impudent villanie and laciuious Girles I haue ore-heard your vild conuersions You scorne Philosophy You 'le be no Nunne You must needes kisse the Pursse because he sent it And you forsooth you flurgill minion A brat scant folded in the dozens at most You le haue your will forsooth What will you haue Math. But twelue yeare old nay Father that 's not so Our Sexton told mee I was three yeares mo Pisa. I say but twelue you 'r best tell mee I lye What sirra Anthony Anth. Heere sir Pisa. Come here sir you light huswiues get you in Stare not vpon me moue me not to ire Exeunt sisters Nay sirra stay you here I le talke with you Did I retaine thee villaine in my house Gaue thee a stipend twenty Markes by yeare And hast thou thus infected my three Girles Vrging the loue of
those I most abhord Vnthrifts Beggers what is worse And all because they are your Country-men Anth. Why sir I taught them not to keepe a Marchants Booke or cast accompt yet to a word much like that word Accounte Pisa. A Knaue past grace is past recouerie Why sirra Frisco Villaine Loggerhead where art thou Enter Frisco the Clowne Frisc. Heere 's a calling indeed a man were better to liue a Lords life and doe nothing then a Seruing creature and neuer be idle Oh Maister what a messe of Brewesse standes now vpon the poynt of spoyling by your hastinesse why they were able to haue got a good Stomacke with child euen with the sight of them and for a Vapour oh precious Vapour let but a Wench come neere them with a Painted face and you should see the Paint drop and curdle on her Cheekes like a peece of dry Essex Cheese toasted at the fire Pisa. Well sirra leaue this thought minde my words Giue diligence inquire about For one that is expert in Languages A good Musitian and a French-man borne And bring him hither to instruct my Daughters I le nere trust more a smooth-fac'd English-man Frisc. What must I bring one that can speake Languages what an old Asse is my Maister why he may speake flaunte taunte as well as French for I cannot vnderstand him Pisa. If he speake French thus he will say Awee awee What canst thou remember it Frisc. Oh I haue it now for I remember my great Grandfathers Grandmothers sisters coosen told mee that Pigges and French-men speake one Language awee awee I am Dogg at this But what must he speake else Pisa. Dutch Frisc. Let 's heare it Pisa. Haunce butterkin slowpin Fris. Oh this is nothing for I can speake perfect Dutch when I list Pisa. Can you I pray let 's heare some Frisc. Nay I must haue my mouth full of Meate first and then you shall heare me grumble it foorth full mouth as Haunce Butterkin slowpin frokin No I am a simple Dutchman Well I le about it Pisa. Stay sirra you are too hastie for hee must speake one Language more Frisc. More Languages I trust he shall haue Tongues enough for one mouth But what is the third Pisa. Italian Fris. Why that is the easiest of all for I can tell whether he haue any Italian in him euen by looking on him Pisa. Can you so as how Frisc. Marry by these three poynts a Wanton Eye Pride in his Apparell and the Diuell in his Countenance Well God keepe me from the Diuel in seeking this French-man But doe you heare mee Maister what shall my fellow Anthony doe it seemes he shall serue for nothing but to put Lattin into my young Mistresses Exit Frisco Pisa. Hence asse hence loggerhead begon I say And now to you that reades Philosophy Packe from my house I doe discharge thy seruice And come not neere my dores for if thou dost I le make thee a publike example to the world Antho. Well crafty Fox you that worke by wit It may be I may liue to fit you yet Exit Antho. Pisa. Ah sirra this tricke was spide in time For if but two such Lectures more they 'd heard For euer had their honest names been marde I le in and rate them yet that 's not best The Girles are wilfull and seueritie May make them carelesse mad or desperate What shall I doe Oh! I haue found it now There are three wealthy Marchants in the Towne All Strangers and my very speciall friendes The one of them is an Italian A French-man and a Dutch-man be the other These three intyrely doe affect my Daughters And therefore meane I they shall haue the tongues That they may answere in their seuerall Language But what helpes that they must not stay so long For whiles they are a learning Languages My English Youths both wed and bed them too Which to preuent I le seeke the Strangers out Let 's looke t is past aleauen Exchange time full There shall I meete them and conferre with them This worke craues hast my Daughters must be Wedde For one Months stay sayth farrewell Mayden head Exit Enter Haruie Heigham and Walgraue Heigh. Come Gentlemen w' are almost at the house I promise you this walke ore Tower-hill Of all the places London can afforde Hath sweetest Ayre and fitting our desires Haru. Good reason so it leades to Croched-Fryers Where old Pisaro and his Daughters dwell Looke to your feete the broad way leades to Hell They say Hell standes below downe in the deepe I le downe that Hill where such good Wenches keepe But sirra Ned what sayes Mathea to thee Wil t fadge wil t fadge What will it be a match Walg. A match say you a mischiefe t will as soone Should I can scarce begin to speake to her But I am interrupted by her father Ha what say you and then put ore his snoute Able to shaddow Powles it is so great Well t is no matter sirrs this is his House Knocke for the Churle bid him bring out his Daughter I le sbloud I will though I be hanged for it Heigh. Hoyda hoyda nothing with you but vp ride You le be within ere you can reach the Dore And haue the Wench before you compasse her You are too hastie Pisaro is a man Not to be fedde with Words but wonne with Gold But who comes heere Enter Anthony Walg. Whom Anthony our friend Say man how fares our Loues How doth Mathea Can she loue Ned how doth she like my sute Will old Pisaro take me for his Sonne For I thanke God he kindly takes our Landes Swearing Good Gentlemen you shall not want Whilst old Pisaro and his credite holds He will be damn'd the Roage before he do 't Haru. Prethy talke milder let but thee alone And thou in one bare hower will aske him more Then hee le remember in a hundred yeares Come from him Anthony and say what newes Antho. The newes for me is badd and this it is Pisaro hath discharg'd me of his seruice Heigh. Discharg'd thee of his seruice for what cause Anth. Nothing but that his Daughters learne Philosophy Haru. Maydes should reade that it teacheth modestie Antho. I but I left out mediocritie And with effectuall reasons vrgd your loues Walg. The fault was small we three will to thy Maister And begge thy pardon Antho. Oh that cannot be Hee hates you farre worser then he hates me For all the loue he shewes is for your Lands Which he hopes sure will fall into his hands Yet Gentlemen this comfort take of me His Daughters to your loues affected be Their father is abroad they three at home Goe chearely in and cease that is your owne And for my selfe but grace what I intend I le ouerreach the Churle and helpe my Frend Heigh. Build on our helpes and but deuise the meanes Antho. Pisaro did commaund Frisco his man A simple sotte kept onely but for myrth To inquire about in
your Ned to be a Frenchmans Trull VVhy then Madame Delion Ie vous lassera a Die et la bon fortune Math. That voyce assures mee that it is my Loue Say truly Art thou my Ned art thou my Loue Walg. Swounds who should I be but Ned You make me sweare Enter aboue Marina Mari. Who speake you to Mathea who 's below Haru. Marina Mari. Young maister Haruy for that voyce saith so Enter Laurentia Alua. Speake sister Matt is not my true Loue there Math. Ned is Laur. Not maister Heigham Heigh. Laurentia heere Laur. Yfayth thou' rt welcome Heigh. Better cannot Fall Math. Sweete so art thou Mari. As much to mine Laur. Nay Gentles welcome all Pisa. Here 's cunning harlotries they feed these off With welcome and kind words whilst other Lads Reuell in that delight they should possesse Good Girls I promise you I like you well Mari. Say maister Haruy saw you as you came That Leacher which my Sire appoynts my man I meane that wanton base Italian That Spannish-leather spruce companion That anticke Ape trickt vp in fashion Had the Asse come I 'de learne him difference been Betwixt an English Gentleman and him Heigh. How would you vse him sweete If he should come Mari. Nay nothing sweet but only wash his crowne Why the Asse wooes in such an amorous key That he presumes no Wench should say him nay Hee slauers not his Fingers wipes his Bill And sweares in fayth you shall in fayth I will That I am almost madd to bide his wocing Heigh. Looke what he said in word I le act in doing Walg. Leaue thought of him for day steales on apace And to our Loues Will you performe your words All things are ready and the Parson stands 'To ioyne as hearts in hearts our hands in hands Night fauours vs the thing is quickly done Then trusse vp bagg and Bagages and be gone And ere the morninge to augment your ioyes Wee le make you mothers of sixe goodly Boyes Heigh. Promise them three good Ned and say no more Walg. But I le get three and if I gette not foure Pisa. There 's a sound Carde at Maw a lustie lad Your father thought him well when one he had Heigh. What say you sweetes will you performe your wordes Matt. Loue to true loue no lesser meede affordes Wee say we loue you and that loues fayre breath Shall lead vs with you round about the Earth And that our loues vowes wordes may all proue true Prepare your Armes for thus we flie to you they Embrace Walg. This workes like waxe now ere to morrow day If you two ply it but as well as I Wee le worke our landes out of Pisaros Daughters And can sell all our bondes in their great Bellies When the slaue knowes it how the Roge will curse Matt. Sweete hart Walg. Matt Mathe. Where art thou Pisa. Here Mathe. Oh Iesus here 's our father Walg. The Diuell he is Haru Maister Pisaro twenty times God morrow Pisa Good morrow now I tell you Gentlemen You wrong and moue my patience ouermuch What will you Rob me Kill me Cutte my Throte And set mine owne bloud here against me too You huswifes Baggages or what is worse Wilfull stoubborne disobedient Vse it not Gentlemen abuse me not Newgate hath rome there 's law enough in England Heigh. Be not so testie heare what we can say Pisa. Will you be wiu'de first learne to keepe a wife Learne to be thriftie learne to keepe your Lands And learne to pay your debts to I aduise else Walg. What else what Lands what Debts what will you doe Haue you not Land in Morgage for your mony Nay since t is so we owe you not a Penny Frette not Fume not neuer bende the Browe You take Tenn in the hundred more then Law We can complayne extortion simony Newgate hath Rome ther 's Law enough in England Heigh. Prethe haue done Walg. Prethy me no Prethies Here is my wife Sbloud touch her if thou darst Hearst thou I le lie with her before thy face Against the Crosse in Cheape here any where What you old craftie Fox you Heigh. Ned stop there Pisa. Nay nay speake out beare witnesse Gentlemen Wher 's Mowche charge my Musket bring me my Bill For here are some that meane to Rob thy maister Enter Anthony I am a Fox with you well Iack sawce Beware least for a Goose I pray on you Exeunt Pisaro and Daughters In baggages Mowche make fast the doore Walg. A vengeance on ill lucke Antho. What neuer storme But bridle anger with wise gouernment Heigh. Whom Anthony our friend Ah now our hopes Are found too light to ballance our ill happes Antho. Tut nere say so for Anthony Is not deuoyde of meanes to helpe his Friends Walg. Swounds what a diuell made he foorth so late I le lay my life t was hee that fainde to sleepe And we all vnsuspitious tearmde a Roage Oh God had I but knowne him if I had I would haue writt such Letters with my Sword Vpon the bald skin of his parching pate That he should nere haue liude to crosse vs more Antho. These menaces are vaine and helpeth naught But I haue in the deapth of my conceit Found out a more materiall stratagem Harke Maister Walgraue yours craues quicke dispatch About it straight stay not to say farewell Exit Walgraue You Maister Heigham hie you to your Chamber And stirre not foorth my shaddow or my selfe Will in the morning earely visit you Build on my promise sir and good night Exit Heigham Last yet as great in loue as to the first Yf you remember once I told a iest How feigning to be sicke a Friend of mine Possest the happy issue of his Loue That counterfeited humor must you play I need not to instruct you can conceiue Vse maister Browne your Host as chiefe in this But first to make the matter seeme more true Sickly and sadly bid the churle good night I heare him at the Window there he is Enter Pisaro aboue Now for a tricke to ouerreach the Diuell I tell you sir you wrong my maister much And then to make amends you giue hard words H'ath been a friend to you nay more a Father I promise you t is most vngently done Pisa. I well said Mouche now I see thy loue And thou shalt see mine one day if I liue None but my Daughters sir hanges for your tooth I 'de rather see them hang'd first ere you get them Haru. Maister Pisaro heare a dead man speake Who singes the wofull accents of his end I doe confesse I loue then let not loue Proue the sad engine of my liues remooue Marinaes rich Possession was my blisse Then in her losse all ioy eclipsed is As euery Plant takes vertue of the Sunne So from her Eyes this life and beeing sprung But now debard of those cleare shyning Rayes Death for Earth gapes and Earth to Death obeyes Each word thou spakst oh speake not so againe Bore Deaths true
to all de world Pisa. Aluaro here 's my Keyes take all I haue My Money Plate Wealth Iewels Daughter too Now God be thanked that I haue a Daughter worthy to be Aluaro bed fellow Oh how I doe admire and prayse thy wit I le straight about it Heare you Maister Moore Enter Marina and Frisco Frisc. Nay sayth hee 's sicke therefore though hee be come yet he can doe you no good there 's no remedy but euen to put your selfe into the hands of the Italian that by that time that he hath past his grouth young Haruie will be in case to come vpon it with a sise of fresh force Mari. Is my Loue come sicke I now thou louest me How my heart ioyes Oh God get I my will I le driue away that Sicknesse with a kisse I need not faine for I could weepe for ioy Pisa. It shall be so come hither Daughter Maister Haruie that you may see my loue Comes from a single heart vnfaynedly See heere my Daughter her I make thine owne Nay looke not strange before these Gentlemen I freely yeeld Marina for thy Wife Haru. Stay stay good sir forbeare this idle worke My soule is labouring for a higher place Then this vaine transitorie world can yeeld What would you wed your Daughter to a Graue For this is but Deaths modell in mans shape You and Aluaro happie liue togeather Happy were I to see you liue togeather Pisa. Come sir I trust you shall doe well againe Heere heere it must be so God giue you ioy And blesse you not a day to liue togeather Vand. Hort ye broder will ye let den ander heb your Wiue nempt haer nempt haer your selue Alua. No no tush you be de foole here be dat sal spoyle de mariage of hem you haue deceue me of de fine Wensh signor Haruey but I sal deceue you of de mush Land Haru. Are all things sure Father is all dispatch'd Pisa. What intrest we haue we yeeld it you Are you now satisfied or restes there ought Haru. Nay Father nothing doth remaine but thankes Thankes to your selfe first that disdayning mee Yet loude my Lands and for them gaue a Wife But next vnto Aluaro let me turne To courtious gentle louing kind Aluaro That rather then to see me die for loue For very loue would loose his beawtious Loue Vand. Ha ha ha Deli. Signor Aluaro giue him de ting quickly sal make hem dy autremant you sal lose de fine Wensh Alua. Oyime che hauesse allhora appressata la mano al mio core ô suen curato ate I che longo sei tu arriuato ô cieli ô terra Pisa. Am I awake or doe deluding Dreames Make that seeme true which most my soule did feare Haru Nay fayth Father it 's very certaine true I am as well as any man on earth Am I sicke sirres Looke here is Haruie sicke Pisa. What shall I doe What shall I say Did not you counsaile mee to wed my Childe What Potion Where 's your helpe your remedy Haru. I hope more happy Starres will reigne to day And don Aluaro haue more company Enter Anthonie Antho. Now Anthony this cottens as it should And euery thing sorts to his wish'd effect Haruie ioyes Moll my Dutchman and the French Thinking all sure laughs at Aluaros hap But quickly I shall marre that merrie vaine And make your Fortunes equall with your Friends Pisa. Sirra Mowche what answere brought you backe Will maister Balsaro come as I requested Anth. Maister Balsaro I know not who you meane Pisa. Know you not Asse did I not send thee for him Did not I bid thee bring him with the Parson What answere made hee will hee come or no Anth. Sent me for him why sir you sent not mee I neither went for him nor for the Parson I am glad to see your Worship is so merrie Knocke Pisa. Hence you forgetfull dolt Looke downe who knockes Exit Antho. Enter Frisco Frisco Oh Maister hange your selfe nay neuer stay for a Sessions Maister Vandalle confesse your selfe desire the people to pray for you for your Bride shee is gone Laurentia is run away Vanda. Oh de Diabolo de mal-fortune is matresse Laurentia gaen awech Pisa. First tell mee that I am a liuelesse coarse Tell mee of Doomes-day tell mee what you will Before you say Laurentia is gone Mari. Maister Vandalle how doe you feele your selfe What hang the head fie man for shame I say Looke not so heauie on your marriage day Haru. Oh blame him not his griefe is quickly spide That is a Bridegroome and yet wants his Bride Enter Heigham Laurentia Balsaro Anthony Bals. Maister Pisaro and Gentlemen good day to all According sir as you requested mee This morne I made repaire vnto the Tower Where as Laurentia now was married And sir I did expect your comming thither Yet in your absence wee perform'd the rites Therefore I pray sir bid God giue them ioy Heigh. He tels you true Laurentia is my Wife Who knowing that her Sisters must be wed Presuming also that you 'le bid her welcome Are come to beare them company to Church Haru. You come too late the Mariage rites are done Yet welcome twenty-fold vnto the Feast How say you sirs did not I tell you true These Wenches would haue vs and none of you Laur. I cannot say for these but on my life This loues a Cusshion better then a Wife Mall And reason too that Cusshion fell out right Else hard had been his lodging all last night Bals. Maister Pisaro why stand you speachlesse thus Pisa. Anger and extreame griefe enforceth mee Pray sir who bade you meete mee at the Tower Bals. Who sir your man sir Mowche here he is Anth. Who I sir meane you mee you are a iesting man Pisa. Thou art a Villaine a dissembling Wretch Worser then Anthony whom I kept last Fetch me an Officer I le hamper you And make you sing at Bride-well for this tricke For well he hath deserude it that would sweare He went not foorth a dores at my appoyntment Anth. So sweare I still I went not foorth to day Bals. Why arrant lyer wert thou not with mee Pisa. How say you maister Browne went he not foorth Brow Hee or his likenesse did I know not whether Pisa. What likenesse can there be besides himselfe Laur. My selfe forsooth that tooke his shape vpon me I was that Mowche that you sent from home And that same Mowche that deceiued you Effected to possesse this Gentleman Which to attaine I thus be guil'd you all Frisc. This is excellent this is as fine as a Fiddle you M. Heigham got the Wench in Mowches apparell now let Mowche put on her apparell and be married to the Dutchman How thinke you is it not a good vize Moor. Maister Pisaro shake off melancholy When thinges are helpelesse patience must be vs'd Pisa. Talke of Patience I le not beare these wronges Goe call downe Matt and mistris Susan Moore T