Father blessing El. I do not vse to aske my Father blessing Bra. Iu. Hart how chaunce he is out of his similies Pla. I haue followed Ordinaries this twelue month onely to finde a Foole that had landes or a fellow that would talke treason that I might beg him Iohn be my Ward Iohn faith I le giue thee two coates a yeare and be my Foole Bra. Sig. He shall be your Foole and you shall be his Coxe-come Ha ha I haue a simple wit ha ha Pla. I shall crowe o're him then Enter Winifride Wini. Is there not one M. Iohn Ellis here Page There sits the thing so calde Winifride and Ellis talke Br. Sig. Now to the last course Monsieur Iohn fo de King I will helpe you to a wench Mounsieur Moun. No point a burne childe feere de fire Ellis As a hungry dogge waiteth for a mutton bone or as a tatterd foote-boy for a cast sute euen so will I attend on my Mistris Enter Winifride Moun. O my Vinifride pree you awe by gor me ang de for her Bra. Sig. Nay stay stay I will helpe you to a dilicate plump-lipt wench Moun. Toh phi phi your proffer ware stink stay Vinifride or by gor die me die me die by gor me ang so desirous adiew goot Sir Bra. Sig. Oh stay Mounsieur how do you pronounce Demurra Ha ha I le plague him Moun. Grand Sot my vench is gone me brule and me brule like one mad bule me go into de vaterto coole my reine ang my back made de vater hize againe dus so brule me burst vor a vench and yet grand poc on you all pree you adiew Ellis As the Iigge is cald for when the Play is done euen so let Mounsieur goe Moun. Hee me teach you much French vor dis I goe to Hygate adiew grand Sors Exit Mounsieur Ellis As sore eyes cannot endure the Sun nor scabd hands abide salt water so must I leaue all and see my mistresse and as faire Ladies do vse soule foyles euen so do I bid you farewell Exit Ellis Bra. Sig. Why this is sport imperiall by my Gentry I would spend fortie Crownes for such an other feast of fooles Ha ha Bra. Iu. I wonder who would be the foole then Bra. Sig. Why t is the recreation of my Intellect I thinke I speake as significant ha ha these are my zanyes I fill their paunches they seed my pleasures I vse them as my fooles faith ha ha Pla. T is a generous honour Bra. Sig. Troath I thinke you haue a good wit ha pray you sup with me I loue good wits because mine owne is not vnfortunate pray you sup with me Pla. I le giue God thankes sir that hath sent a foole to feed me Bra. Sig. Come along then ye shall haue a Capon a Tansey and some kick-showes of my wits ha ha some toyes of my spirit Exit Bra. Sig. and Bra. Iunior Pla. I will eate his meate and spend 's money that 's all the spight I can do him but if I can get a Pattent for concealed Sots that Dawe shall troupe among my Ideots Exit ACTVS SECVNDVS Enter M. Puffe with his Page Puffe Boy what 's a Clocke Page Past three and a faire morning Puffe Burnes not that light within the sacred shrine I meane the chamber of bright Katherine Page I should appeare by these presence that it doth Puffe I wonder that the light is vp so soone Page O Mistresse Snuffe was weary with sleeping in the Socket and therefore hath newly put on her stamell petticoat takē her pewter state to giue light to things are in darknesse Puff And I know that women of grauitie and sweetnes are soone vp Page I see that women of leuitie and lightnesse are soone downe Puff Boy cleare thy throate and mount thy sweetest notes Vpon the bosom of this sleeke cheekt aire That it may gently breathe them in the eare Of my adored Mistresse Come begin The Song Delicious beautie that doth lie Wrapt in a skin of Iuorie Lie stil lie stil vpon thy backe And Fancy let no sweete dreames lacke To tickle her to tickle her with pleasing thoughts But if thy eyes are open full Then daine to view an honest gull That stands that stands expecting still When that thy Casement open will And blesse his eyes blesse his eyes with one kind glance The Casement opens and Katherine appeares Puf. All happinesse and vnconceiu'd delight Waite on the loue of sweet fac'de Katherine Kathe. Good youth Amen I do returne your wish With ample interest of beatitude Puf. I do protest with ceremonious puffe lippes The purest blood of my affection Is euen fatally predestinate To consecrate it selfe vnto your puffe loue Ka. Vnto my loue Oh sir you binde me to you Faire Gentleman I haue a thankfull heart Tho not a glorious speech to sweet my thankes Puf. Reward my loue then with your kinder loue Ka. With my loue sir I relish not your speech Puf. I with your loue in pleasing marriage Ka. Alas sir cannot be my Loues a man Who hardly can requite the deare protests Of kind affection which you seeme to vowe Vnto his fortunes kind youth you did wish All happinesse to wayt vpon my loue Well he shall know it when we next do meete And thanke you kindly now good morrow sweete Puf. You take my my my meaning puffe Page Nay if he be puffing once the fire of his wit is out Puf. Why she is gone Hart did I rise for this Pa. She cannot endure puffing O you puft her away Puf. Le ts slink along vnseen t is yet scarse day Exeunt Enter Mamon with Flawne bearing a light before Mamon Flawn. Now me thinks I hold the candle to the diuel Mam. Put out the light the day begins to breake Flawn. Would the day and thy neck were broke togither Mam. Oh how the gout and loue do tyre me Flawne. Why sir loue is nothing but the very gout Mam. As how Flawne as how Flawne Thus sir Gout and loue both come with Idlenesse both incurable both humorous onely this difference the Gout causeth a great tumor in a mans legges and loue a great swelling in a womans belly Mam. Why then ô Loue ô Gout ô goutie Loue how thou torments olde Mamon good morrow to the sweet lipt Katherine eternall spring vnto thy beauties loue Ka. Alas good aged Sir what make you vp In faith I pittie you good soule to bed Troth soone you le crie Oh God my head my head Mam. No Katherine the wrinckling print of time Err'd when it seald my forehead vp with age I haue as warme an arme to entertaine And hugge thy presence in a nuptiall bed As those that haue a cheek more liuely red And tho my voice be rude yet Flawne can sing Peans of beautie and of Katherine List to the Musicke that corrupts the Goddes Subuerts euen Desteny and thus it shogges The Song Chunck chunck chunck chunck his bagges do ring A
sippe the deawe of her delitious breath Stinke rot damne bake in thy cluttered bloud Snakes Toads and Earwigs make thy skull their neast Ingendring deaw-wormes cling orethwart thy breast Moun. Hush hush leaue praying for dead t is no good Caluianisme puritanisme Dissemble here are company Exit Moun. Enter Bra. Sig. and Planet Bra. Sig. Good morrow Sir who lies there murdred Mam. Oh Gentlemen the kindest vertuous youth That e're adorned London Damned theeues To spoile such hopes the last words that he spake Sticks still within the hollow of mine eare Katherine quoth he hold M. Mamon deare I know not what he meant but so he said If that you passe to Hygate tell the Knight Pasquill is sunke into eternall night Pla. Faith t was a good youth come Brabant come away Exeunt Brabant and Planet Mam. Dead Kate dead Kate dead is the boy That kept rich Mamon from his ioy Mamon sings Lantara c. Pasquill riseth and striketh him Mam. Oh the diuell the ghost of Pasquill I am dead if you haue any curtesie in you beleeue it I beleeu'd you when you faign'd beleeue me now for I am almost dead numbd vp with feare giue faith sweete gentle youth Pas. Old wretch amend thy thoughts purge purge repent I le hide thy vlcer be but penitent Exit Mam. Ha I think t was but his ghost that swept along Enter Mounsier singing Grand sot Mamō Pho phy phy phy a foutra pour vos chūck chunck Iohn fo de King teach you a ding Iohn fo de King graund Sot Sot Sot Exit Mounsieur Ma. Death plague and hell how is curst Mamō vext Scourgde with the whip of sharpe derision I le home and starue this crosse this peeuish hap Strikes dead my spirits like a thunderclap Exit Mamon Enter Brabant Iunior and Planet Bra. Gods pretious I forgot to bring my Page To breathe some Dittie in my Mistris eare Pla. Wouldst haue a Ballet to salute her with Bra. No but a Song How wouldst thou court thy Mistresse Pla. Why with the world the flesh the diuel Bra. Right dog well thou lt sweare that I am blest Beyond infinitie of happinesse When thou beholdest admired Camelia Pla. And God wold blesse me with 3. such mistresses I would giue two of them to the diuel that hee would take the third Bra. Oh when she clips and clings about my necke And suckes my soule forth with a melting kisse Pla. Doth she vse thee so kindly then ha Bra. O I and calls me deare deare Brabant and ô Iesu God I cannot expresse her sweets of entertaine Shee le so insinuate with chaste amorous speech And play the wanton with such pretie grace And vowes loue to me Oh I 'le make thee madde To see how gratious Brabant 's in her eye Here is her window marke but when I call How swift she comes and with what kind salutes She welcomes me What ho Camelia Faith you le be tane vp what in bed so late Winifride lookes from aboue Pla. And you take her vp Brabant shee le take you downe Bra. Hart they heare not My Camelia wake Wini. What harsh vnciuil tongue keeps such a coile Bra. Winifride t is I Tell my sweet Duck I am here Now marke Ned Planet now obserue her well Wini. Shee wonders at your rudenesse that intrudes Vpon the quiet of her mornings rest And shee 's amaz'de that with such impudence You dare presume to intimate some loue to her As if she knew you more then for a youth A yonger brother and a stipendary Enter Iohn Ellis Pla. Now mark Ned Planet now obserue her kindnes Good morrow M. Iohn Ellis As the Countrey mayd crieth to her Cowe to milke her or as the Trauailer knocketh with his Hostes for a reckning euen so do I call to thee ô Mistris Camelia from her window Came. Sweet Iohn my Loue heer 's thy Camelia Hold weare this fauour with this kisse vppon t Bra. Flesh and blood cannot beare such disgrace Brabant beates Ellis El. Helpe helpe helpe helpe he boxes mee that hee doth Helpe helpe Enter Sir Edward Katherine Drum and Twedle Sir Ed. What outrage haue we here so early vp Sir you do wrong the quiet of my house Enter Camelia I faith you do and t is but rudely done Go too t is not Is this a place to brawle Pla. And please thee knight I 'le tell thee faith troth Came. What did he strike thee sweet El. I in good deed law and a my conscience I thinke he hath made my nose bleede Came. And would not you draw your weapon out and to it lustily as long as you could stand El. I do not vse to drawe Ca. Did he giue thee a box on the eare and wouldst thou take it El. And he be such a foole to giue it me why should not I be so wise as to take it Ca. Pure honestie kinde Ducke kisse me sweet Iohn Bra. Iu. Hart Sir Edward will you suffer this Now on my life she is enamord on the fooles bable Sir Ed. Go too sir boy forbear you wrong my Loue And you forget your selfe to vse such Iests Such nastie rybauldry vpon my daughter I tell you M. Brabant doth she loue Any that meriteth the name of man Bra. Iu. Why hee 's no man but a very S. Ed. Well well no more my house my self my loue Opens their hearts with liberall imbrace To entertaine your presence I or any mans So they 'le be ciuile modest not prophane Not like to those that make it their chiefe grace To be quite graceles Pla. Well said honest knight We haue had blood enough to day alreadie Ned Pasquil 's slaine by bloodie murdering Rogues Sir Ed. Speak softly God forbid my daughter heares Tell me the circumstance I pray you Sir Ka. Eternall death vnto my happinesse My Pasquil slaine Oh God oh God oh God Exit Katherin tearing her haire Pla. I and I thinke the Vsurer made a Tent Euen of his nose it was so red and neere Sir Ed. God for his mercy what mischance is heere A good youth a vertuous modest youth I faith he was And I can tell your sir My daughter Katherine where is she now Whither 's she gone Drum call her hither straite Drum Your Drum wil sound a call sir presently Exit Drum Sir Ed. And as I told you sir my daughter Katherine Affected him right dearly by my peace of soule If he had liu'd I could haue hartily wisht He had bene my sonne in lawe I faith I could But see the will of God How now Drum Where 's my daughter Drum Sir she is either inuisible or deafe for I can neither see her nor she heare mee Sir Ed. Boddie of mee my heart misgiues me now Looke call search run all about My daughter gone Go all and search her out Heer 's Pasquil ha Is this the man that 's dead Enter Pasquil Pas. Let me intreat this fauour do not search Or be inquisitiue why I fain'de Repute me worthie your better
destenie who seeth the sunne but hee must adore it who seeth beautie but he must honour it who vieweth gold but he must couet it then ô then who can behold your sun-like beauteous golden beauties but he must more then adore much more then honour and most infinitely loue to be out out out Bra. Iu. Out he is indeed Pla. Hee 's at a stand like a restie Iade or a Fidler whē he hath crackt his Minikin Puff Outragiously addicted to the worthie pursuite of such matchlesse worth Bra. Sig. Sir I can rest but truly thankfull for your more then good conceit of my no lesse then litle worth And now fir for the consequent houres of the day how stands your intencion for imployment Puff I ha tane my leaue of Sir Edward bid adiew to loue my Mistresse is gone my humour is spent my ioyes are at an end and therefore Gentlemen I leaue loue and fall to the puffe Lawe I will interre my selfe in Ploydens Coffin and take an eternall Conge of the world And so sweete gallants farewell Exit Bra. Sig. Nay I le follow you to your graue Gentlemen you le not accompany the coarse Exit Pla. No no looke Ned Brabant yon 's a pleasing obiect for thy eyes Enter Camelia Ellis and Winifride Bra. Iu. My Mistresse is turnde Bucephalus no bodie must ride her but Alexander no bodie kisse her but Iohn Ellis Now stand and list good Planet Ca. Come sweetest Loue le ts giue time pleasing wing What shall we make some purposes or sing El. I will sing so you will beare my burthen Ca. Come laie thy head then in my virgin lappe And with a soft sleeke hand I l'e clappe thy cheeke And wring thy fingers with an ardent gripe I le breathe amours and euen intraunce thy spirit And sweetly in the shade lie dallying The Song Now dally sport and play This merry month of May This is the merry mery month Sweet time for dallying The Birds sit chirping chirping The Doues sit billing billing Phillip is treading is treading is treading is treading is treading All are to pleasures willing You that are faire and wittie Obserue this easie Dittie And leaue not Natures Natures blisse Do not refuse to kisse The Birds sit chirping chirping The Doues sit billing billing Phillip is treading is treading c. Bra. Iu. Death I can holder Life of loue Amazing bewtie let not me seeme rude Tho thus I seeme to square with modestie El. Pray you let me go for hee le begin to square And euen as some doo weare Muffes for warmth some for wantonnesse some for pride some for neither but to hide gowtie fingers so will I get your Fathers consent and marry you Fare you well Exit Came. Sir it were good you got a benefice Some Evenuch'd Vicaridge or some Fellowship To prop vp your weake yonger brothership Match with your equalls dare not to aspier My seate of loue I wis Sir I looke higher Bra. Iu. Astonishment of Nature be not proud Of Fortunes bounties Brabant is a man Tho not so clogd with durt as others are I do confesse my yonger brothership Yet therein laie no such disparagement As your high scorne imputes vnto my worth Coach Iades and Dogges are coupled still together Only for outward likenes growth and strength But the bright models of eternitie Are ioind together for affection Which in the soule is form'de Oh let this moue Loue should make mariage and not mariage Loue Pla. Wooe her no more Brabant thou 'lt make her proud You Duch Ancient why should you looke higher His births as good as yours and so 's his face Put off your Iengle Iangles and be not as faire He shall renounce it fore this Audience Put off your cloathes and you are like a Banbery cheese Nothing but paring why should you be proud And looke on none but Weathercocks forsooth O you shall haue a thousand pound a yeare Bar Ladie that 's a bumming sound But harke Wilt therefore be a slaue vnto a slaue One that 's a bound Rogue vnto Ignorance Well thou 'lt serue to make him gellide broaths And scratch his head and may be now and then Hee le slauer thee a kisse Plague on such mariages Came. Rude vnciuile Clowne Pla. Tut raile not at me turn your eie vpō the leprosie of your own iudgement loath it hate it scorn it and loue this yong Gentleman who is a Foole in nothing but in louing thee madde in nothing but affecting thee and curst in eternitie if he marry thee Ca. Sir you ha spoke exceeding pleasingly For which I loue you as I loue a dull dead eye Brabant I do coniure thee Court not mee Do not presume to loue or fancie mee Bra. Iu. How not presume to loue or fancie you Hart I will loue you by this light I will Whether you will or no I 'le loue you still Spight of your teeth I will your loue pursue I will by heauen and so sweet soule adieu Exit Bra. Iunior Ca. Farewell and neuer view my face againe Exit Camelia Pla. Harke you faire Winifride sweet gentle maide I haue but fained with you all this while I doate vpon the sweet Camelia And if your fauour will but second me I vowe when I shall wed Camelia To indowe you with a hundred pound a yeare And what I haue shall stand at your commaund Win. Sir I wil vndertake to forward your faire loue So you 'le remember what you here do vowe Pla. If I forget it heauen forget mee Do you but praise me let not her once know I loue or do affect her for the world Wini. Well feare no rubbes farwell faire bounteous Sir Exit Winifride Pla. It workes it workes magnificent delight Laughter triumph for ere the Sunne go downe Thy forehead shall be wreath'd with pleasures crowne Exit Planet Enter Pasquil at one doore and his Page at the other Pas. Now my kinde Page canst thou nor heare nor see Which way my Katherine hath bent her steppes Page Sir I can Pas. What canst thou my sweet Page What canst thou Boy Oh how my soule doth burne in longing hope And hangs vpon thy lippes for pleasing newes Page Sir I can tell ye Pas. What ô how my hart doth quake throb with feare Page Sir I can tell you nothing of her in good faith Pas. Oh thou hast tortur'de me with lingring hope Go haste away flie from the pestilence Of my contagious griefe it will infect thee boy Murder thy youth and poison thy lifes ioy Run search out Katherine in her eies dwell Heauens of ioy but in Pasquil hell Oh thou omnipotent infinitie Crack not the sinewes of my patience With racking torment Insist not thus to scourge My tender youth with sharpe affliction If I do loue that glorie of thy hand That rich Idea of perfection With any lustfull or prophane intent Crost be my loue murdred be all my hopes But if with chaste and vertuous arme I clip The rarest modell of thy workemanship
Be then propitious ô eternall light And blesse my fortunes maugre hellish spight Enter Katherine in a petticoate Ka. Black sorrow nurse of plaints of teares grones Evaporate my spirit with a sigh That it may hurrey after his sweete breath Who made thee doate on life now hunt for death Pas. What soule is that that with her teare-full eies Seemes to lament with me in miseries Ka. Here seemes to be the pressure of his truncke Deare earth confirme my doubt was this the place Which the faire bodie of my Pasquil prest When he laie murdred See the drooping grasse Hangs downe his mourning head and seemes to say This was the fatall place where Pasquil lay Oh thou sweet print stampt by the fairest limbes The richest Coffin of the purest soule That euer prest the bosome of the earth First drinke my teares and next sucke vp my blood Now thou immortall spirit of my Loue Thou pretious soule of Pasquil view this knife Which once thou gauest me and prepare thy arme To clip the spirit of thy constant Loue Deare Ned I come by death I will be thine Since life denies it to poore Katherine She offers to stabbe her selfe Pas. Hold hold thou miracle of constancie First let heauen perish and the crazde world runne Into first Chaos of confusion Before such cruell violence be done To her faire breast whose fame by vertue wonne Shall honour women whilste there shines a sunne Kathe. Thrice sacred spirit why dost thou forsake Elizeum pleasures to withhold the arme Of wretched Katherine Oh let me die Retire sweete Ghoast do not pollute thy hand With touch of mortalls Pas. Amazement of thy Sex Pasquill doth liue And liues to loue thee in eternitie Be not agast recouer spirit Sweete T is Pasquill speakes t is Pasquill clips thy waste T is Pasquill prints a kisse on thy faire hand Ka. What do I dreame or haue I drawne the sluce Of life vp and through streames of bloud Vnfelt haue set my prisoned soule at large Am I in heauen or in Pasquills Armes I am in heauen for my Neds embrace Is Katherines long wish'd celestiall place Pas. Diuinitie of sweetnesse I protest If these inferiour Orbs were rowled vp And the imperiall heauen bar'd to my view T were not so gracious nor so much desir'd As my deare Katherine is to Pasquills sight Ka. Heauen of Content Paphos of my delight Pas. Mirrour of Constancie life-bloud of loue Ka. Center to whom all my affections moue Pas. Renown of Virgins whose fame shal ne're fleet Ka. Oh I am maz'd with ioy I pree thee sweete Vnfold to me what sad mischaunce it was Forc'd thy deaths rumour and such woes disperc'd Sad sorrow past delights to be rehearsed Pas. It will be tedious but in breefe thinke thus Old Mamons malice was the venombd foame That poisoned all the sweets of our content Kathe. Alas deare heart that loue should be so crost Now good Ned fetch my gowne t is at yon house I would be loth to turne to Hygate thus Pas. I am oblig'de with infinit respect to do you seruice Oh power diuine was euer such a loue as Katherine Ent. Ma. Looke Mamon search Mamon this way shee went Put on thy spectacles this way she went Blest blest blest be thy natiuitie Yonder she sits I le either haue her now Or none shall e're enioy her with content Ka. How loues impatient when will Ned returne Ma. Tut t is no matter when looke where thy Mamō is Ka. Good diuel for Gods sake do not vexe my sight Didst not thou plot the death of my deare Loue Ma. Yes yes and wold complot ten thousand deaths Euen damne my soule for beauteous Katherine My ship shall kemb the Oceans curled backe To furnish thee with braue Abiliaments Rucks of rich Pearle and sparkling Diamonds Shall fringe thy garments with Imbroadry Thy head shall blaze as bright with Orient stone As did the world being burnt by Phaeton Ka. You make me death for pitties sake forbeare Oh when will Pasquil come Good Sir depart When wilt returne I pray you Sir goe hence And troth I will not hate you nay I 'le speake Against my heart and say I loath you not You vexe my patience gentle sir forbeare I begge it on my knee and with a teare Mam. Tut will you loue me and detest yon boy Ka. Heauen detest me first and loathe my soule Mam. Is it your finall resolution Ka. God knowes it is So good Sir rest content Mam. I I will rest and thou shalt rest thus blur'd Thus poysond venomde with this oyle of Toades If Mamon cannot get thee none shall ioy Which he could not enioy I feare no lawe Gold in the firmest conscience makes a flawe Rot like to Helen Spittle hence adiew Let Pasquil boast in your next interview Ka. Be pittifull and kill me gentle Sir Heauen my heart is crackt with miserie Where shall I hide me which way shall I cleanse The eating poyson of this venomde oyle Poore wretch alas see where thy Pasquil comes Pas. Here Loue put on your gown How now good God Heauē giue me patiēce who hath vs'd thee thus Ka. The diuel in the shape of Mamon Sweet Touch me not Pasquil I coniure thee now By all the power of affection By that strickt bond of loue that lincks our hearts Leaue and abandon me eternally I merit now no loue yet prethee sweet Vouchsafe to giue me leaue to loue thee still But I do binde thee by thy sacred vowe Of our once happie and thrice blessed loue Follow not Katherine good Ned doo not greeue In time iust heauen may our woes releeue Exit Katherine Pas. fureus O dira fata saeua miseranda horida Quis hic Locus quae Regio quae Mundi plaga Vbi sum Katherina Katherina Eheu Katherina Enter Mamon Mam. My Spectacles will betraie mee looke Mamon search Mamon here abouts they fell Pas. Welcome Erra Pater you that make Prognostications for euer Where 's you Almanacke Pulles his Indentures out of Mamons bosome Ma. Lorde blesse my Obligations Lorde blesse my bonds Lord blesse my Obligations Alas alas alas Pas. Let me see sir now when will true valour be at the full Oh there 's an opposition t is eclipsed Venus I Venus is mounted Where 's the Goat now Kembd fine kemd Oh heere are Dog daies out vpon t Dog dayes Dog dayes Dog dayes out vpon t He teares the Papers Mam. Alas my Obligations my Bonds my Obligations my Bonds Alas alas alas Pas. Katherina Katherina Ehew Katherina Exit Pasquil Mam. Obligations Obligations Alas my Obligations I am vndone vndone vndone Enter Flawne. Flawne. Sir Sir Sir Mam. What sir you for you Dog you Hounde you Crust what 's best newes with you now Out-alas my Obligations my Bonds I am vndon vndon Flawne. Sir the best newes is your ship the Hopewell hath hapt ill returning from Barbary T is but sunk or so not a scrap of goods sau'de Mam. Villaines Rogues Iewes Turkes Infidels
was not borne to be my Cradles drudge To choake and stifle vp my pleasures breath To poyson with the venomd cares of thrift My priuate sweet of life onely to scrape A heap of muck to fatten and manure The barren vertues of my progeny And make them sprowt spight of their want of worth No I do loue my Girles should wish me liue Which fewe do wish that haue a greedy Syre But still expect and gape with hungry lip When hee le giue vp his gowtie stewardship Mam. You touch the quick of sence but thē I wonder You not aspire vnto the eminence And height of pleasing life to Court to Court There burnish there spread there stick in pompe Like a bright Diamond in a Ladies browe There plant your fortunes in the flowring spring And get the sunne before you of respect There trench your selfe within the peoples loue And glitter in the eye of glorious grace What 's wealth without respect and mounted place S. Ed. Worse and worse I am not yet distraught I long not to be squeasd with mine owne waight Nor hoyse vp all my sailes to catch the winde Of the drunke reeling Commons I labor not To haue an awfull presence nor be feard Since who is feard still feares to be so feard I care not to be like the Horeb Calfe One day ador'd and next pasht all in peeces Nor do I enuy Poliphemiā puffes Swizars slopt greatnes I adore the Sunne Yet loue to liue within a temperate zone Let who will climbe ambitious glibbery rowndes And leane vpon the vulgars rotten loue I 'le not coriuall him The Sunne will giue As great a shadow to my trunck as his And after death like Chesmen hauing stood In play for Bishops some for Knights and Pawnes We all together shall be tumbled vp into one bagge Let hush'd calme quiet rock my life a sleepe And being dead my owne ground presse my bones Whilest some old Beldame hobling ore my graue May mumble thus Here lies a knight whose money Was his slaue Now Iack what newes Enter Iack Drum Drum And please your Wor. the Morice haue tane their liquor Sir Ed. Hath not the liquor tane them Drum Tript vp their heeles or so one of them hath vndertaken to daunce the Morice from Hygate to Holloway on his heeles with his hands vpwards S. Ed. That 's nothing hard Drum Yes sir t is easier for him to daunce on his head than his heeles for indeed his heeles are turnde rancke rebels they wil not obey but they are tumbling downe the hill a pace Ma. And I must after then farwel my soules delight Sweete Katherine adieu Camelia goodnight S. Ed. Nay not to London Sir to night Ifaith at least stay supper Drum Harke you sir there 's but two Lambes a dozen Capons halfe a score couple of Rabbots three Tartes and foure Tansies for supper and therfore I beseech you giue him Iacke Drums entertainment Let the Iebusite depart in peace Sir Ed. Why Iacke is not that sufficient Drum I for any Christian but for a yawning vsurer t is but a bit a morsell if you table him hee le deuoure your whole Lordship hee is a quicksand a Goodwin a Gulfe as hungry as the Iawes of a Iayle hee will waste more substance then Ireland souldiers A Die a Drabbe and a paunch-swolne Vsurer deuoure whole Monarchies Let him passe sweete knight let him passe Sir Ed. Peace knaue peace Daughter lay your expresse commaundement vpon the stay of maister Mamon what t is womens yeere Dian doth rule and you must domineere Mam. No shee le not wish my stay oh I am curst With her inexorable swiftnes by her loue Which dotes me more then new coynd glowing gold The vtmost bent of my affection Shootes all my fortunes to obtaine her loue And yet I cannot praise but stil am loathde My presence hated therfore Mamon downe Farewell sir Edward farewell beauties Crowne Sir Ed. Faith as it please you for going and her for wooing I will enforce neither Kath. With your pardon sir I shall sooner hate my selfe Then loue him Sir Ed. Nay be free my daughters in election Oh how my soule abhorres inforced yokes Chiefly in loue where the affections bent Should wholy sway the Fathers kind consent Foregod when I was batcheler had a friend Nay had my Father wisht me to a wife That might haue lik'd mee yet their very wish Made me mistrust my Loue had not true course But had some sway from dutie which might hold For some slight space but ô when time shall search The strength of loue then vertue and your eye Must knit his sinewes I chusde my selfe a wife Poore but of good dissent and we did liue Till death diuorc'd vs as a man would wish I made a woman now wenches make a man Chuse one either of valour wit honestie or wealth So he be gentle and you haue my heart I faith you haue What I haue land for you both You haue loue for your selues Heere 's M. Mamon now Drum A club-fisted Vsurer Sir Ed. A wealthie carefull thriuing Citizen Mam. Carefull I I let nothing without good blacke and white I warrant you Drum Yes sir Mam. No sir Drum A litle backe winde sauing your wor. sir Mam. I am scoft at where 's my man there ho Came. Sir you need not take the pepper in the nose Your nose is firie enough Mam. What Flawne what Christopher Hart where 's the knaue become Hold sirrah carry my cloake Enter Flawne. Kathe. It seemes he can scarce carry himselfe Drum Hee 's ouer the shooes yet hee le hold out water for I haue liquor'd him soundly Mam. Why cannot you come where headie liquore is but you must needs bouze What a man may leade a horse to the water but hee le chuse to drinke Flawn. True but I am no horse for I cannot chuse but drinke Mam. A pale weake stripling yet contend with Ale Flawne. Why the weakest go to the Pot still Mam. That Iest shall saue him Sir Edward now good day Exit Sir Ed. Nay sir wee le bring you a litle of the way Drum Rely on me Christopher I will be thy staffe And thy Masters nose shal be thy lanthorn candlelight Exeunt all Manent Camelia and Winifride Wini. Mistresse Camelia me thinkes your eye Sparkles not spirit as t was wont to doo Came. My mind is dull and yet my thoughts are fixt Vpon a pleasing obiect Brabants loue Wini. Indeed yong Brabant is a propper man And yet his legges are somewhat of the least And faith a chitty well complexioned face And yet it wants a beard A good sweet youth And yet some say he hath a valiant breath Of a good haire but oh his eies his eies Came. Last day thy praise extold him to the skies Wi. Indeed he wares good cloaths throws his cloak With good discretion vnder his left arme He curles his boote with iudgement and takes a whiffe With gracefull fashion sweares a valorous oath But ô
merry note with chuncks to sing Those that are farre more yong and wittie Are wide from singing such a Dittie As Chunck chunck chunck There 's Chunck that makes the Lawier prate There 's Chunck that make a foole of Fate There 's Chunck that if you will be his Shall make you liue in all hearts blis With Chunck chunck chunck Ka. T is wel sung good old man hence with your gold Leaue the green fields t is deawy you le take cold Mam. The Casements shut wel here I le lurke stay To see who beares the glorie of the day Hence hence to London Flawne let me alone Enter Flawne I can hardly leaue him alone for the Diuell and double Duckats still associate him but I am gone Exit Enter Pasquill Pasquil. The glooming morne with shining Armes hath chaste The siluer Ensign of the grim cheekt night And forc'd the sacred troupes of sparkling starres Into their priuate Tents yet calme husht sleepe Strikes dumbe the snoring world yet frolick youth That 's lately matcht vnto a well shapte Lasse Clippes his sweet Mistresse with a pleasing arme Whilst the great power of Imperious Loue Sommons my dutie to salute the shine Of my Loues beauties Vnequald Katherine I bring no Musick to prepare thy thoughts To entertaine an amorous discourse More Musick 's in thy name and sweet dispose Then in Apollos Lyre or Orpheus close I 'le chaunt thy name and so inchaunt each eare That Katherinas happie name shall heare My Katherine my life my Katherine Kathe. My Ned my Pasquil sweet I come I come Euen with like swiftnes tho not with like heart As the fierce Fawcon stoupes to rysing fowle I hurrey to thee do not goe away The place is priuate and t is yet scarce day Pas. Oh these kind words imparadize my thoughts Ma. Ha ha yong Pasquil haue I found you out I st you must bore my nose I le bore your heart Why this same boy 's as bare as naked Truthe A lowe ebd gallant yet shee le match with him I le match him if his skin be ponyard proofe He may scape the force of gold and murder if not As you returne sir I will pepper you Exit Enter Katherine to Pasquill And art thou come deare hart first fee be this This kinde imbrace and next this modest kis Pas. This is no kisse but an Ambrosian bowle The Nectar deaw of thy delicious sowle Let me sucke one kisse more and with a nimble lip Nibble vpon those Rosie bankes more soft and cleare Then is the Ieweld tip of Venus eare Oh how a kisse inflames a Louers thought With such a fewell let me burne and die And like to Hercules so mount the skie Ka. Come you grow wanton Oh you bite my lip Pas. In faith you Iest I did but softly sip The Roseall Iuice of your reuiuing breath Let clumsie iudgements chilblaind gowtie wits Bung vp their chiefe content within the whoopes Of a stuft dry Fatt and repose their hopes Of happinesse and hearts tranquilitie Vpon increase of durt but let me liue Clipt in the cincture of a faithfull arme Luld in contented ioy being made diuine With the most precious loue of Katherine Ka. Let the vnsanctified spirit of ambition Entice the choyse of muddy minded Dames To yoke themselues to swine and for vaine hope Of gay rich trappings be still spurd and prickt With pining discontent for nuptiall sweetes But let me liue lou'd in my husbands eies Whose thoughts with mine may sweetly simpathize Pas. The heauens shall melt the sun shall cease to shine Before I leaue the loue of Katherine Kathe. Nay when heauens melted the sun strooke dead Euen then my loue shall not be vanquished Pas. When I turne fickle vertue shall be vice Ka. When I proue false Hell shall be Paradice Pas. My life shall be maintaind by thy kind breath Ka. Thy loue shall be my life thy hate my death Pas. Oh when I die let me imbrace thy waste Ka. In death let me be counted thine and chaste Pas. Heauens graunt being dead my soule may liue nie thee Ka. One kisse shal giue thee mine eternally Pas. In faire exchaunge vouchsafe my hart to take Ka. With all my mind weare this Ned for my sake But now no more bright day malings our loue Farewell yet stay but t is no matter too My Father knowes I thinke what must ensue Adieu yet harke nay faith adieu adiew Pas. Peace to thy passions till next enterview Exeunt Enter Mamon and Mounsier Iohn fo de King Mam. Now Mounsieur be but confident and hold There is the price of blood this way he comes Strike home bold arme and thou shalt want no crowns Moun. Feare you noting when he is die me bring you word Exit Mamon Hee by gor braue crowne braue monney Me haue here a patent to take vp one two treescore Vench fine Crowne fine vench vnreasonably fine Dis monney is my baude Me send a French crowne To fetch a fine vench de French crowne fetch de Fine vench de fine vench take de French crowne And giue me de French poc Hee excellent you see Mee kill a man you see mee hang like de Burgullian Hee no poine Hee by Gor mee haue much vitt Ang me much bald and me ang much bald wit Here come de Gentleman metre Pasquill Enter Pasquill Pasquill I st possible that sisters should so thwart In natiue humours one 's as kind and fayre As constant vertuous and as debonayre As is the heart of goodnesse the other proud Inconstant fantasticke and as vaine in loues As trauellers in lies blest Katherine Camelia 's not thy sister if she bee Shee s basterd to the sweetes that shine in thee Moun. Boniour Metre Pasquill sance Iest me am hired to kill you Mounsieur Mamon Messier Iounck Iounck giue me money to stab you but me know there is a God that hate bloud derfore me no kil me know dere is a vench that loue Crowne derefore me keepe de money Pas. Vnhallowed villaine that with gold and bloud Thinkes that almighty loue can be withstood Hold Mounsieur there are more Crownes onely do this returne to Mamon tell him the deed is done and bring him hither that he may vainely triumph in my bloud I haue some painting which I found by chaunce in loose Camelias chamber with that I le staine my breast go and returne with speed Moun. Hee by gor I smell a rat me flie me flie by gor Exit Mounsieur Pas. Leaud miscreant that through the throat of hel Wouldst mount to heauen and enioy loue Invaluably pretious no rancke churle Thou wast not made to slauer her faire lips With thy dead rewmy chops nor clip her waste With thy shrunke bloudlesse arme I heare him come Now Pasquill faigne ô thou eternall light Mourne that thy creatures should in bloud delight He lies downe and faines himselfe dead Enter Mamon and Mounsieur Mam. Now smug fac'd boy now nibble on her lips Now
censure and thus think My cause was vrgent the rest lie buried Sir Ed. Well I would you had not fainde Pas. Why would you haue had me dead indeed Sir Ed. Oh no but I haue lost my child I feare By your strange faining she no sooner heard The tydings of your death but gone she was And God knowes whither Ha what newes now Enter Drum Drum T is easier to finde wit in ballating honestie in Brokers Virginitie in Shordich then to heare of my Mistresse Sir Ed. Broach me a fresh Butt of Canary Sacke Le ts sing drink sleep for that 's the best reliefe To drowne all care and ouerwhelme all griefe Powre Wine sound Musick let our bloods not freeze Drinke Duch like gallants le ts drinke vpsey freeze Exeunt Sir Edward Planet Brabant Drum Twedle Came. Seruant you le go in too and stay dinner El. I in truthe for as the Itch is augmented By scratching so is my loue by seeing my mistresse Exeunt Camelia and Ellis Pas. How 's this how 's this My Katherin gone hence Sences awake and thou amazed soule Vnwinde thy selfe from out the Labyrinth Of gaping wonder and astonishment My Katherine departed how which way Foole foole stand not debating but pursue Haste to her comfort for from thee doth spring Wretch that thou art her cause of sorrowing Exit ACTVS TERTIVS Enter a Page solus Page Ha ha ha tipsie tipsie tipsie all turnd whirlegig Iohn fo de king Drum and Timothy Twedle are rare fine ha for the heauens Ifaith Drums Lyon drunk and he dings the pottes about crackes the glasses swaggers with his owne shadow Honest Timothy is Mawdelin drunke and he weepes for kindnesse and kisses the hilts of Iacke Drums Dagger Mounsieurs Goat drunke and he shrugges and skrubbes and hee s it for a wench Heere they come reeling I must packe or we shall swagger for they hauing a cracke in their heades and I a fault in my hands we shall nere agree Exit Enter Drum Mounsieur and Twedle Drum A Seruingman quoth you Hart and if I serue any that 's flesh and blood would I might ne're taste my liquore more stand bare whilest hee makes water out vppon t I le to Ireland and there I le Tan ran ty ry dan Sa sa sa sa Nay t is the onely life Twe. Nay good Thewte hart good kind Iack stay if you would loue mee as I loue you we would liue die together and please God would I were dead and you are gone And heere 's M. Iohn so de king a verie honest man too Drum I I hee 's a verie good honest man for there 's not a haire betwixt him and heauen Twe. Hee le liue with vs now teach vs French Moun. I by my trot ang you helpe mee to a Vench now mee teach you French 5. towsand towsand yere ô your Secke is hote and make mee brule and brule and burne for a hee by gor your Seck is hote Enter Winifride Drum Welcome Basilisco thou wilt carry leuell and knock ones braines out with thy pricking wit Kisse me sweet wench kisse mee Moun. Hee my Vinifride by gor you are come in te very nick to pleasure mee pree you kisse mee clip mee loue mee or by gor mee ang die certaine Drum Out you French Dogge touch my Loue and I le Moun. Touch her by gor mee touch her and touch her and touch her Drum I le touch you I le slash you I le vench ye Wini. Put vp put vp for the passion of God put vp or if you le needs too it sheath both your weapons in mee first Drum Hart touch my loue touch my Winifride Wini. Hark you Iacke come to my chamber an houre hence and you shall haue what you will aske and I can graunt Drum Why then my choller 's down Iohn fo de King Foutra for you Exit Drum Moun. Foutra for me futtra futtra futtra fiue towsand futtra's for you Twe. Stay friend Iacke I le reele along with you if you le not swagger Exit Twedle Wini. Sweete sweete Mounsieur hang you slaues I loue you infinitely Moun. By gor me teach you French foure towsand yeare dan Wini. Well Mounsieur I 'le giue you pleasure Moun. But will you presently quickly for by gor me am a hot shot Wini. I so they say I heard you were vnder the Torred zone last day Moun. Pish t is no matter me am like a Tabacco Pipe de more me am burne de cleaner me am Wini. Well then two houres hence come to my chamber and Timothy Twedle shall giue you mee in a sacke Moun. In a sacke Ha very well Wini. And you shall carrie me to my Maisters house at Holloway for in the house we cannot be priuate without suspect Till then farewell Exit Winifride Moun. By my trot vnreasonablie good I carrie de vench on my backe and devench carie me on her hee fine backe fine vench fine Mounsieur fine fine fine Knight all fine vnreasonablie fine me sing vor ioy by gor me sing la liro liro la lilo Exit Enter Brabant Signior Brabant Iunior and Planet Bra Sig. Gentlemen as e're you lou'd wench obserue M. Puffe and me Bra. Iu. What shall we obserue you for Bra. Sig. Oh for our complement Pla. Complement what 's that Bra. Sig. Complement is as much as what call you it t is deriued of the Greeke word a pox on t Pla. Complement is as much as what call you it t is deriued of the Greeke word a pox on t Enter Puffe Bra. Sig. You shall see M. Puffe and me tosse it Ifaith marke with what grace I encounter him Pla. Hart thy brother 's like the Instrument the Merchants sent ouer to the great Turke you need not play vpon him hee le make musicke of himselfe and hee bee once set going Bra. Sig. M. Puffe I long to do faire seruice to your loue Puffe Most accomplisht wit exquisitly accoutred Puffe Iudgement I could wish my abilitie worthie your seruice and my seruice worthie your abilitie Pla. By the Lord fustian now I vnderstand it complement is as much as fustian Bra. Sig. I protest your abilities are infinite your perfections matchlesse your matchlesse perfection infinite in abilitie and your infinite abilitie matchlesse in perfection Pla. Good againe reioyce Brabant thy brother will not liue long he talkes Idlely alreadie Puff Delicious spirit disparage not your courtesie stand not bare to him that was borne to honor you Bra. Sig. Let vs presse our haires then with an vniforme consent Puff The pressure of my haires or the puncture of my heart standes at the seruice of your sollide perfections my life is bound to your loue your loue being my life tho my life bee not worthie your loue your perfection is the center to which all the paralels of my affection are drawne your loue my life your perfection my affection being Pla. Your Asse my Foole Puff Being chainde by the mightie coplet of ineuitable
thought Can reach with his discoursiue faculties Thou whose sweet presence purifies my sence And doest create a second soule in me Deare Katherine the life of Pasquils hopes Ka. Deare Pasquil the life of Katherines hopes Pas. Once more let me imbrace the constant's one That e're was tearmde her Sexe perfection Kathe. Once more let me be valued worth his loue In decking of whose soule the graces stroue Pas. Spight hath outspent it selfe and thus at last Both speake We clip with ioyful arme each others wast Sir Ed. O pardon me thou dread omnipotence I thought thou couldst not thus haue blessed me O thou hast deaw'd my gray haires with thy loue And made my old heart sprout with fertill ioy Kathe. Forget deare father that my act hath wrongd The quiet of your age Sir Ed. No more no more I know what thou wold'st say Daughter there 's nothing but saluation Could come vnto my heart more gratious Then is the sight of my deare Katherine Sonne Pasquill now for thou shalt be my sonne What frolicke gentle youth Pas. Is Mamon heere Drum Oh Sir M. Mamon is in a Citie of Iurye called Bethlem Alias plaine Bedlame the price of whips is mightily risen since his braine was pitifully ouertumbled they are so fast spent vpon his shoulders Pas. Oh sacred heauens how iust is thy reuenge Sir Ed. Why did he cast you in the laborinth Of these straunge crosses Pas. Yes honor'd knight which in more priuate place And fitter time I will disclose at large Came. Faith Sister as I am your elder borne So will I match before or with you sure Young M. Brabant Bra. By this light not I Came. Honest M. Ellis Ellis No indeed law not I I do not vse to marrie For euen as blacke patches are worne Some for pride some to stay the Rhewme and Some to hide the scab euen so Iohn Ellis Scorne her that hath scorned him Came. Vertuous Maister Planet Pla. Errant wandring starre we shall nere agree Ca. M. Brabant M. Planet M. Ellis faith I le haue any Sir Ed. But no bodie will haue thee this is the plague of light inconstancie Go Twedle bid the Butler broach fresh wine Set vp waxe lights and furnish new the boords Knocke downe a score of Beefes Inuite my neighbors straight And make my Dressers grone with waight of meate M. Ellis pray you let vs heare your high Dutch Song You are admired for it Good le ts heare it El. I do not vse to sing and yet euen as when the skie falls we shall haue Larkes euen so when my voice riseth you shall haue a Song He singeth holding a Bowle of drinke in his hand The Song GIue vs once a drinke for an the blacke Bowle Sing gentle Butler balley moy For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler balley moy Giue vs once some drinke for an the pinte Potte Sing gentle Butler balley moy the pinte potte For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler balley moy Giue vs once a drinke for an the quart Potte Sing gentle Butler bally moy the quart the pinte Pot For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once some drinke for an the pottle Potte Sing gentle Butler bally moy the pottle the quart the pint pot For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once a drinke for an the gallan Potte Sing gentle Butler bally moy the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte potte For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once a drinke for an the Firkin Sing gentle Butler bally moy the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte potte For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once a drinke for an the Kilderkin Sing gentle Butler bally moy the Kilderkin the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte potte For and the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once some drinke for an the Barrell Sing gentle Butler bally moy the Barrel the Kilderkin the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte potte For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once some drinke for an the Hoggeshead Sing gentle Butler bally moy the Hoggeshead the Barrell the Kilkerkin the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte pot For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once a drinke for an the But Sing gentle Butler bally moy the But the Hoggeshead the Barrel the Kilderkin the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte potte For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once some drink for an the Pipe Sing gentle Butler bally moy the Pipe the But the Hogeshead the Barrel the Kilderkin the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pinte pot For an the blacke bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Giue vs once some drinke for an the Tunne Sing gentle Butler bally moy the Tunne the Pipe the But the the Hoggeshead the Barrell the Kilderkin the Firkin the gallan the pottle the quart the pint pot For an the black bowle Sing gentle Butler bally moy Sir Ed. Well done I faith t was chaunted merrily What my Gallants nere a tickeling Iest To make vs sowne with mirth ere we goe in Bra. Sig. Faith Gent. I ha brewed such a strong headed Iest Will make you drunk and reele with laughter You know Mounsieur Iohn fo de king Sir Ed. Very well he read French to my daughters Bra. Sig. I to gull the Foole haue brought him to my wife as to a loose lasciuious Curtezan she being a meer straunger to the Iest and there some three houres ago left him but I am sure shee hath so cudgeld him with quicke sharpe Iests and so batterd him with a volley of her wit as indeed she is exceeding wittie and admirable chaste that in my conscience hee le neuer dare to court women more Would to God he were returnd Enter Mounsieur Sir Ed. See euen on your wish hee 's come Moun. Iesu preserue you sweet Metre Brabant by gor de most delicat plumpe vench dat euer mee tuche mee am your slaue your peasaunt by gor a votre seruice whil'ste I liue vor dis Bra. Sig. He would perswade you now that he toucht her with an immodest hand Ha ha ha Moun. Tuch her by Gor mee tuch her and tuch her and mee tuch her mee nere tuch such a venche de finea foote de cleanest legge de sleekest skin and mee tell e sure token shee hath de finest little varte you knowe veare hee by Gor mee nere tuch such a vench Sir Ed. Pray God hee haue not brew'd a headie Iest indeed Bra. Sig. Why faith Gentlemen I am Cuckolde by this light I am Moun. By gor mee no knowe you tell a mee t was a Curtezan prey you pardon mee by my trote me teche you French to t'end of de vorlde Pla. Come heer 's thy Cap of Maintenance the Coronet Of Cuckolds Nay you shall weare it or weare My Rapier in your gutts by heauen Why doest thou not well deserue to be thus vsde Why should'st thou take felicitie to gull Good honest soules and in thy arrogance And glorious ostentation of thy wit Thinke God infused all perfection Into thy soule alone and made the rest For thee to laugh at Now you Censurer Be the ridiculous subiect of our mirth Why Foole the power of Creation Is still Omnipotent and there 's no man that breathes So valiant learned wittie or so wise But it can equall him out of the same mould Wherein the first was form'd Then leaue proud scorne And honest selfe made Cuckold weare the horne Bra. Sig. Weare the horne I spite of all your teethe I le weare this Crowne and triumph in this horne Sir Ed. Why faith t is valorously spoke faire Sir Wee l solemnise your Coronation With royall pompe Now Gentlemen prepare A liberall spirit to entertaine a Ieast VVhere free light Iocund mirth shall be enthroand VVith sumptuous state Now Musicke beat the aire Intrance our thoughts with your harmonious sounds Our Fortune laughes and all content abounds Exeunt omnes FINIS The names of all the men and Women that Act this Play The Men 1. Sir Edward Fortune 2. Brabant Signior and his Page 3. Brabant Iunior and his Page 4. Planet 5. Puffe and his Page 6. Iohn Ellis 7. Mamon the Vsurer with a great nose 8. Flawne his Page 9. Timothy Twedle 10. Iacke Drum 11. Pasquil 12. Mounsieur The Women 1. Katherine 2. Camelia 3. Winifride 4. Market Woman