's there Enter Anthony Stand ye a little close Come in Sir Exit Const Now what 's the news with you Anth. There is a Gentleman without Would speak with Don John John Who Sir Ant. I do not know Sir but he shews a man Of no mean reckoning Fred. Let him shew his name And then return a little wiser Ant. Well Sir Exit Anthony Fred. How do you like her John John As well as you Frederick For all I am honest you shall find it so too Fred Art thou not honest John Art thou an Ass And modest as her blushes What block-head Would e're have popt out such a dry Apologie For his dear friend and to a Gentlewoman A woman of her youth and delicacy They are arguments to draw them to abhor us An honest moral man 't is for a Constable A handsome man a wholsome man a tough man A liberal man a likely man a man Made up like Hercules unslak'd with service The same to night to morrow night the next night And so to perpetuitie of pleasures These had been things to hearken to things catching But you have such a spic'd consideration Such qualms upon your worships conscience Such-chil blains in your bloud that all things pinch ye Which nature and the liberal world makes custom And nothing but fair honour O sweet honor Hang up your Eunuch honour That I was trusty And valiant were things well put in but modest A modest Gentleman O wit where wast thou Fred. I am sorrie John John My Ladies Gentlwoman Would laugh me to a Shool-boy make me blush With playing with my Codpiece point fie on thee A man of thy discretion Fred. It shall be mended And henceforth ye shall have your due Enter Anthony John I look for 't How now who is' t Ant. A Gentleman of this Town And calls himself Petrucchio Enter Constantia John I 'le attend him Const How did he call himself Fre. Petrucchio Does it concern you ought Const O Gentlemen The hour of my destruction is come on me I am discover'd lost left to my ruine As ever ye had pity John Do not fear Let the great devil come he shall come through me Lost here and we about ye Fred. Fall before us Const O my unfortunate estate all anger 's Compar'd to his to his Fred. Let his and all mens Whilst we have power and life stand up for heaven sake Con. I have offended heaven too yet heaven knows John We are all evil Yet Heaven forbid we should have our deserts What is he Con. Too too near to my offence Sir O he will cut me piece-meal Fred. 'T is no Treason John Let it be what it will if he cut here I 'le find him cut-work Fred. He must buy you dear With more than common lives John Fear not nor weep not By heaven I 'le fire the Town before ye perish And then the more the merrier we 'l jog with ye Fred. Come in and dry your eyes John Pray no more weeping Spoil a sweet face for nothing my return Shall end all this I warrant you Const Heaven grant it Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Petrucchio with a Letter Petr. This man should be of special rank For these commends carry no common way No slight worth with 'em He shall be he Enter Don John John 'Save ye Sir I am sorrie My business was so unmannerly to make ye Wait thus long here Petr. Occasions must be serv'd Sir But is your name Don John John It is Sir Petr. Then First for your own brave sake I must embrace ye Next from the credit of your noble friend Hernando de Alvara make ye mine Who lays his charge upon me in this Letter To look ye out and for the goodness in ye Whilst your occasions make ye resident In this place to supply ye love and honour ye Which had I know sooner John Noble Sir You 'l make my thanks too poor I wear a sword Sir And have a servide to be still dispos'd of As you shall please command it Petr. Gentle Sir That manly courtesie is half my business And to be short to make ye know I honour ye And in all points believe your worth like Oracle And how above my friends which are not few And those not slack I estimate your vertues Make your self understand This day Petrucchio A man that may command the strength of this place Hazard the boldest spirits hath made choice Only of you and in a noble office John Forward I am free to entertain it Petr. Thus then I do beseech ye mark me John I shall do it Petr. Ferrara's Duke would I might call him worthie But that he has raz'd out from his family As he has mine with Infamie This man Rather this powerfull Monster we being left But two of all our house to stock our memories My Sister and my self with arts and witchcrafts Vows and such oaths heaven has no mercy for Drew to dishonour this weak maid by stealths And secret passages I knew not of Oft he obtain'd his wishes oft abus'd her I am asham'd to say the rest This purchas'd And his hot bloud allay'd as friends forsake us At a miles end upon our way he left her And all our name to ruine John This was foul Play And ought to be rewarded so Petr. I hope so He scap'd me yester-night which if he dare Again adventure for Heaven pardon him I shall with all my heart John For me brave Signior What do ye intend Petr. Only fair Sir this trust Which from the commendations of this Letter I dare presume well plac'd nobly to bear him By word of mouth a single challenge from me That man to man if he have honour in him We may decide all difference John Fair and noble And I will do it home When shall I visite ye Petr. Please you this after-noon I will ride with you For at a Castle six miles hence we are sure To find him John I 'le be ready Petr. To attend ye My man shall wait with all my love Ex. Petr. John My service shall not fail ye Enter Frederick Fred. How now John All 's well who dost thou think this wench is Ghess and thou canst Fred. I cannot John Be it known then To all men by these presents this is she She she and only she our curious coxcombs Were errant two moneths after Fred. Who Constantia Thou talk'st of Cocks and Bulls John I talk of wenches Of cocks and Hens Don Frederick this is the Pullet We two went proud after Fred. It cannot be John It shall be Sister to Don Petrucchio I know all man Fred. Now I believe John Go to there has been stirring Fumbling with Linnen Frederick Fred. 'T is impossible You know her fame was pure as fire John That pure fire Has melted out her maiden-head she is crackt We have all that hope of our side boy Fred. Thou tell'st me To my imagination things incredible I see no loose thought in her John That 's all
one She is loose i' th' hilts by heaven but the world must know A fair way upon vow of marriage Fred. There may be such a slip John And will be Frederick Whil'st the old game 's a foot I fear the boy Will prove hers too I took up Fred. Good circumstance May cure all this yet John There thou hitst it Frederick Come let 's walk in and comfort her her being here Is nothing yet suspected anon I 'le tell thee Wherefore her Brother came who by this light Is a brave noble fellow and what honour H 'as done to me a stranger there be Irons Heating for some will hiss into their heart blouds E're all be ended so much for this time Fred. Well Sir Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Land-lady and Peter Land COme ye do know Pet. I do not by this hand Mistris But I suspect Land What Peter That if egges continue At this price women will ne're be sav'd By their good works Land I will know Peter Ye shall any thing Lyes in my power The Duke of Loraine now Is seven thousand strong I heard it of a fish-wife A woman of fine knowledge Land Sirrah Sirrah Pet. The Popes Bulls are broke loose too and 't is suspected They shall be baited in England Land Very well Sir Peter No 't is not so well neither Land But I say to ye Who is it keeps your Master company Peter I say to you Don John Land I say what woman Peter I say so too Land I say again I will know Peter I say 't is fit ye should Land And I tell thee He has a woman here Peter And I tell thee 'T is then the better for him Land You are no Bawd now Peter Would I were able to be call'd unto it A worshipfull vocation for my elders For as I understand it is a place Fitting my betters far Land Was ever Gentlewoman So frumpt off with a fool well sawcy Sirrah I will know who it is and for what purpose I pay the rent and I will know how my house Comes by these Inflammations if this geer hold Best hang a sign-post up to tell the Signiors Here ye may have lewdness at Liverie Enter Frederick Peter 'T would be a great ease to your age Fred. How now Why what 's the matter Land-lady Land What 's the matter Ye use me decently among ye Gentlemen Fred. Who has abus'd her you Sir Land ' Ods my witness I will not be thus treated that I will not Peter I gave her no ill language Land Thou lyest lewdly Thou tookst me up at every word I spoke As I had been a Mawkin a flurt Gillian And thou thinkst because thou canst write and read Our noses must be â—nder thee Fred. Dare you Sirrah Pet. Let but the truth be known Sir I beseech ye She raves of wenches and I know not what Sir Lan. Go to thou know'st too well thou wicked varlet Thou instrument of evil Peter As I live Sir She is ever thus till dinner Fred. Get ye in I 'le answer you anon Sir Peter By this hand I 'le break your Poslet pan Exit Land Then by this hood I 'le lock the meat up Fred. Now your grief what is' t For I can ghesse Land Ye may with shame enough If there were shame amongst ye nothing thought on But how ye may abuse my house not satisfi'd With bringing home your Bastards to undoe me But you must drill your whores here too my patience Because I bear and bear and carry all And as they say am willing to groan under Must be your make-sport now Fred. No more of these words Nor no more murmurings Lady for you know That I know something I did suspect your anger But turn it presently and handsomely And bear your self discreetly to this woman For such an one there is indeed Land 'T is well son Fre. Leaving your devils Matins and your melancholies Or we shall leave our lodgings Land You have much need To use these vagrant ways and to much profit Ye had that might content At home within your selves too right good Gentlemen Wholsome and ye said handsom But you gallants Beast that I was to believe ye Fred. Leave your suspicion For as I live there 's no such thing Land Mine honour And 't were not for mine honour Fred. Come your honour Your house and you too if you dare believe me Are well enough sleek up your self leave crying For I must have ye entertain this Lady With all civility she well deserves it Together with all secresie I dare trust ye For I have found ye faithfull when you know her You will find your own fault no more words but do it Land You know you may command me Enter Don John John Worshipful Lady How does thy velvet Scabbard by this hand Thou lookst most amiably now could I willingly And 't were not foâ— abusing thy Geneva print there Venture my Body with thee Land You 'll leave this Roguery When you come to my years John By this light Thou art not above fifteen yet a meer Girl Thou hast not half thy teeth come Fred Prithee John Let her alone she has been vex'd already She 'll grow stark mad man John I would see her mad An old mad woman Fred. Prithee be patient John Is like a Millers Maro troubled with tooth-ach She 'll make the rarest faces Fred. Go and do it And do not mind this fellow Land Well Don John There will be times again when O good Mother What 's good for a Carnosity in the Bladder O the green water Mother John Doting take ye Do ye remember that Fred. She has paid ye now Sir Land Clary sweet mother clary Fred. Are ye satisfied Land I 'll never whore again never give petticoats And Wastcoats at five pound apiece good mother Quickly mother now mock on Son John A Devil grind your old Chaps Exit Landlady Fred. By this hand wench I 'll give thee a new hood for this Has she met with your Lordship John Touch-wood take her Enter Anthony She 's a rare ghostly Mother Ant. Below attends ye The Gentlemans man Sir that was with you John Well Sir My time is come then yet if my project hold You shall not stay behind I 'll rather trust Enter Constantia A Cat with sweet milk Frederick by her face I feel her fears are working Const Is there no way I do beseech ye think yet to divert This certain danger Fred. 'T is impossible Their Honours are engag'd Const Then there must be murther Which Gentlemen I shall no sooner hear of Than make one in 't you may if you please Sir Make all go less yet John Lady were 't mine own Cause I could dispense but loaden with my friends trust I must go on though general massacres As much I fear Const Do ye hear Sir for Heavens pity Let me request one love of you Fred. Yes any thing Const This Gentleman I find too resolute Too hot and
is true Lady Const Was it a Boy too Land A brave Boy deliberation And judgment shew'd in 's getting as I 'll say for him He 's as well paced for that sport Const May I see it For there is a neighbour of mine a Gentlewoman Has had a late mischance which willingly I would know further of now if you please To be so courteous to me Land Ye shall see it But what do ye think of these men now ye know 'em And of the cause I told ye of Be wise Ye may repent too late else I but tell you For your own good and as you will find it Lady Const I am advis'd Land No more words then do that And instantly I told ye of be ready Don John I 'll fit you for your frumps Const I shall be But shall I see this Child Land Within this half hour Let 's in and there think better she that 's wise Leaps at occasion first the rest pay for it Exeunt SCENE IV. Enter Petrucchio Don John and Frederick John Sir he is worth your knowledg and a Gentleman If I that so much love him may commend him Of free and vertuous parts and one if foul play Should fall upon us for which fear I brought him Will not flye back for phillips Pet. Ye much honour me And once more I pronounce ye both mine Fred. Stay what Troop Is that below i' th' Valley there John Hawking I take it Pet. They are so 't is the Duke 't is even he Gentlemen Sirrah draw back the Horses till we call ye I know him by his Company Fred. I think too He bends up this way Pet. So he does John Stand you still Within that Covert till I call you Frederick By no means be not seen unless they offer To bring on odds upon us he comes forward Here will I wait him fairly to your Cabins Pet. I need no more instruct ye John Fear me not I 'le give it him and boldly Ex. Pet. and Fred. Enter Duke and his faction Duke Feed the Hawks up We 'll flie no more to day O my blest fortune Have I so fairly met the man John Ye have Sir And him you know by this Duke Sir all the honour And love John I do beseech your Grace stay there for I know you too now that love and honour I come not to receive nor can you give it Till ye appear fair to the world I must beseech ye Dismiss your train a little Duke Walk aside And out of hearing I command ye Now Sir John Last time we met I was a friend Duke And Nobly You did a friends office let your business Be what it may you must be still John Your pardon Never a friend to him cannot be friend To his own honour Duke In what have I transgress'd it Ye make a bold breach at the first Sir John Bolder You made that breach that let in infamy And ruine to surprise a noble stock Duke Be plain Sir John I will and short Ye have wrong'd a Gentleman Little behind your self beyond all justice Beyond mediation of all friends Duke The man and manner of wrong John Petrucchio The wrong ye have Whor'd his Sister Duke What 's his will in 't John His will is to oppose you like a Gentleman And single to decide all Duke Now stay you Sir And hear me with the like belief this Gentleman His Sister that you nam'd 't is true I have long lov'd Nor was that love lascivious as he makes it As true I have enjoy'd her no less truth I have a Child by her but that she or he Or any of that family are tainted Suffer disgrace or ruin by my pleasures I wear a Sword to satisfie the world no And him in this cause when he please for know Sir She is my Wife contracted before Heaven Witness I owe more tye to than her Brother Nor will I flye from that name which long since Had had the Churches approbation But for his jealous danger John Sir your pardon And all that was my anger now my service Duk. Fair Sir I knew I should convert ye had we But that rough man here now too John And ye shall Sir Whoa hoa hoo Duke I hope ye have laid no Ambush Enter Petrucchio John Only friends Duke My noble Brother welcome Come put your anger off we 'll no fighting Unless you will maintain I am unworthy To bear that name Pet. Do you speak this heartily Duke Upon my soul and truly the first Priest Shall put you out of these doubts Pet. Now I love ye And I beseech you pardon my suspicions You are now more than a Brother a brave friend too John The good man 's over-joy'd Enter Frederick Fred. How how how goes it John Why the man has his Mare again and all 's well Frederick The Duke professes freely he 's her Husband Fred. 'T is a good hearing John Yes for modest Gentlemen I must present ye may it please your Grace To number this brave Gentleman my friend And noble kinsman amongst those your servants Duke O my brave friend you shower your bounties on me Amongst my best thoughts Signior in which number You being worthily dispos'd already May place your friend to honour me Fred. My love Sir And where your Grace dares trust me all my service Pet. Why this is wondrous happy But now Brother Now comes the bitter to our sweet Constantia Duke Why what of her Pet. Nor what nor where do I know Wing'd with her fears last night beyond my knowledge She quit my house but whither Fred. Let not that Duke No more good Sir I have heard too much Pet. Nay sink not She cannot be so lost John Nor shall not Gentlemen Be free again the Lady 's found that smile Sir Shews ye distrust your Servant Duke I do beseech ye John Ye shall believe me by my soul she is safe Duke Heaven knows I would believe Sir Fred. Ye may safely John And under noble usage this fair Gentleman Met her in all her doubts last night and to his Guard Her fears being strong upon her she gave her person Who waited on her to our lodging where all respect Civil and honest service now attend her Pet. Ye may believe now Duke Yes I do and strongly Well my good friends or rather my good Angels For ye have both preserv'd me when these vertues Dye in your friends remembrance John Good your Grace Lose no more time in complement 't is too precious I know it by my self there can be no Hell To his that hangs upon his hopes especially In way of lustly pleasures Pet. He has hit it Fred. To horse again then for this night I 'le crown With all the joyes ye wish for Pet. Happy Gentlemen Exeunt Enter Francisco Fran. This is the maddest mischief never fool Was so sob'd off as I am made ridiculous And to my self mine own Ass trust a Woman I 'le trust the Devil first for he dare be Better than
's Beer for you Sir Mor. And here 's for you an Angel Pray buy no Land 't will never prosper Sir Elder Lo. How 's this Yo. Lo. Bless you and then I 'le tell He 's turn'd Gallant Elder Lo. Gallant Yo. Lo. I Gallant and is now called Cutting Morecraft 〈◊〉 reason I 'le inform you at more leisure Wâ—l O 〈…〉 â—t me know him presently 〈◊〉 Lo. Yâ—â—â—ll hug one another 〈◊〉 Sir I must keep you company 〈◊〉 Lo. 〈…〉 on 〈◊〉 Lo. Cutting Morecraft faces about I must present 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 As 〈◊〉 as you will Sir I am for ' em 〈◊〉 〈…〉 you service 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 look for 't in good saith Sir 〈◊〉 〈…〉 sweet heart kiss him 〈◊〉 〈…〉 fâ—llow 〈◊〉 〈…〉 will it please you to remember me my keys good Sir Young Lo. I 'le doe it presently El. Lo. Come thou shalt kiss him for our sport sake La. Let him come on then and do you hear do not instruct me in these tricks for you may repent it El. Lo. That at my peril Lusty Mr. Morecraft Here is a Lady would salute you Mor. She shall not lose her longing Sir what is she Elder Lo. My wise Sir Mor. She must be then my Mistres Lady Must I Sir Elder Lo. O yes you must Mor. And you must take this ring a poor pawn Of some fiftie pound El. Lo. Take it by any means 't is lawfull prize Lady Sir I shall call you servant Mor. I shall be proud on 't what fellow 's that Young Lo. My Ladies Coachman Mor. There 's something my friend for you to buy whips And for you Sir and you Sir Elder Lo. Under a miracle this is the strangest I ever heard of Mor. What shall we play or drink what shall we doe Who will hunt with me for a hundred pounds Wel. Stranger and Stranger Sir you shall find sport after a day or two Young Lo. Sir I have a sute unto you Concerning your old servant Savil. Elder Lo. O for his keys I know it Savil. Now Sir strike in Mor. Sir I must have you grant me Elder Lo. 'T is done Sir take your keys again But hark you Savil leave off the motions Of the flesh and be honest or else you shall graze again I 'le try you once more Savil. If ever I be taken drunk or whoring Take off the biggest key i' th' bunch and open My head with it Sir I humbly thank your worships Elder Lo. Nay then I see we must keep holiday Enter Roger and Abigal Here 's the last couple in hell Roger. Joy be among you all Lady Why how now Sir what is the meaning of this emblem Roger. Marriage an 't like your worship Lady Are you married Roger. As well as the next Priest could doe it Madam Elder Lo. I think the sign 's in Gemini here 's such coupling Wel. Sir Roger what will you take to lie from your sweet-heart to night Roger. Not the best benifice in your worships gift Sir Wel. A whorson how he swells Young Lo. How many times to night Sir Roger Roger. Sir you grow scurrilous What I shall do I shall do I shall not need your help Young Lo. For horse flesh Roger. Elder Lo. Come prethee be not angry 't is a day Given wholly to our mirth Lady It shall be so Sir Sir Roger and his Bride We shall intreat to be at our charge El. Lo. Welford get you to the Church by this light You shall not lie with her again till y' are married Wel. I am gone Mor. To every Bride I dedicate this day Six healths a piece and it shall goe hard But every one a jewell Come be mad boys El. Lo. Th' art in a good beginning come who leads Sir Roger you shall have the Van lead the way Would every dogged wench had such a day Exeunt The Custom of the Country Persons Represented in the Play Count Clodio Governour and a dishonourable pursuer of Zenocia Manuel du Sosa Governour of Lisbon and Brother to Guiomar Arnoldo A Gentleman contracted to Zenocia Rutilio A merry Gentleman Brother to Arnoldo Charino Father to Zenocia Duarte Son to Guiomar a Gentleman well qualified but vain-glorious Alonzo a young Portugal Gentleman enemy to Duarte. Leopold a Sea Captain Enamour'd on Hippolyta Zabulon a Jew servant to Hippolyta Jaques servant to Sulpitia Doctor Chirurgion Officers Guard Page Bravo Knaves of the Male Stewes Servants WOMEN Zenocia Mistress to Arnoldo and a chaste Wife Guiomar a vertuous Lady Mother to Duarte. Hippolyta a rich Lady wantonly in Love with Arnoldo Sulpitia a Bawd Mistress of the Male Stewes The Scene sometimes Lisbon sometimes Italy The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Lowin Nicholas Toolie John Vnderwood Robert Benfeild William Eglestone Richard Sharpe Thomas Holcomb Actus primus Scena prima Enter Rutilio and Arnolda Rut. WHY do you grieve thus still Arn. 'T would melt a Marble And tame a Savage man to feel my fortune Rut. What fortune I have liv'd this thirty years And run through all these follies you call fortunes Yet never fixt on any good and constant But what I made my self why should I grieve then At that I may mould any way Arn. You are wide still Rut. You love a Gentlewoman a young handsom woman I have lov'd a thosand not so few Arn. You are dispos'd Rut. You hope to Marry her 't is a lawful calling And prettily esteem'd of but take heed then Take heed dear Brother of a stranger fortune Than e're you felt yet fortune my soe is a friend to it Arn. 'T is true I love dearly and truly love A noble vertuous and most beauteous Maid And am belov'd again Rut. That 's too much o' Conscience To love all these would run me out o' my wits Arn. Prethee give ear I am to Marry her Rut. Dispatch it then and I 'le go call the Piper Arn. But O the wicked Custom of this Country The barbarous most inhumane damned Custom Rut. 'T is true to marry is a Custom l' the world for look you Brother Wou'd any man stand plucking for the Ace of Harts With one pack of Cards all dayes on 's life Arn. You do not Or else you purpose not to understand me Rut. Proceed I will give ear Arn. They have a Custom In this most beastly Country out upon 't Rut. Let 's hear it first Arn. That when a Maid is contracted And ready for the tye o' th' Church the Governour He that commands in chief must have her Maiden-head Or Ransom it for mony at his pleasure Rut. How might a man atchieve that place a rare Custom An admirable rare Custom and none excepted Arn. None none Rut. The raâ—er still how could I lay about me In this raâ—e Office are they born to it or chosen Arn. Both equal damnable Rut. Me thinks both excellent Would I were the next heir Arn. To this mad fortune Am I now come my Marriage is proclaim'd And nothing can redeem me from this mischief Rut. She s
's word sometime what faith have I brâ—ke In what observance fail'd Let me consider Enter Don John and Frederick For this is monstrous usage Fred. Let them talk We 'll ride on fair and softly Fran. Well Constantia Fred. Constantia what 's this fellow stay by all means Fran. Ye have spun your self a fair thread now Fred. Stand still John Fran. What cause had you to fly what fear possest ye Were you not safely lodg'd from all suspicion Us'd with all gentle means did any know How ye came thither or what your sin was Fred. John I smell some juggling John John Yes Frederick I fear it will be found so Fran. So strangely Without the counsel of your friends so desperately To put all dangers on ye Fred. 'T is she Fran. So deceitfully After a strangers lure John Did ye mark that Frederick Fran. To make ye appear more monster and the Law More cruel to reward ye to leave all All that should be your safegard to seek evils Was this your wisdom this your promise well He that incited ye Fred. Mark that too John Yes Sir Fran. ' Had better have plough'd farther off now Lady What will your last friend he that should preserve ye And hold your credit up the brave Antonio Think of this slip he 'll to Petrucchio And call for open justice John 'T is she Frederick Fred. But what that he is John Fra. I do not doubt yet To bolt ye out for I know certainly Ye are about the Town still ha no more words Exit Fred. Well John Very well Fred. Discreetly John Finely carried Fred. You have no more of these tricks John Ten to one Sir I shall meet with 'em if ye have Fred. Is this honest John Was it in you a friends part to deal double I am no Ass Don Frederick Fred. And Don John It shall appear I am no fool Disgrace me to make your self a lecher 'T is boyish 't is base John 'T is false and most unmanly to upbraid me Nor will I be your bolster Sir Fre. Thou wanton boy thou hadst better have been Eunuch Thou common womans courtesie than thus Lascivious basely to have bent mine honour A friend I 'e make a horse my friend first John Holla holla Ye kick too fast Sir what strange brains have you got That dare crow out thus bravely I better been an Eunuch I privy to this dog trick clear your self For I know where the wind sits and most nobly Or as I have a life Fred. No more they 're horses A noise within like horses Nor shew no discontent to morrow comes Let 's quietly away if she be at home Our jealousies are put off John The fellow Enter Duke Petrucchio We have lost him in our spleens like fools Duke Come Gentlemen Now set on roundly suppose ye have all Mistresses And mend your pace according Petr. Then have at ye Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Duke Petrucchio Frederick and John Petr. NOW to Bologna my most honoured Brother I dare pronounce ye a hearty and safe welcome Our loves shall now way-lay ye welcome Gentlemen John The same to you brave Sir Don Frederick Will ye step in and give the Lady notice Who comes to honour her Petr. Bid her be sudden We come to see no curious wench a night-gown VVill serve the turn here 's one that knows her nearer Fred. I 'le tell her what ye say Sir Exit Fred. Duke My dear brother Ye are a merry Gentleman Petr. Now will the sport be To observe her alterations how like a wildfire She 'll leap into your bosom then seeing me Her conscience and her fears creeping upon her Dead as a fowl at souse she 'll sink Duke Fair Brother I must intreat you Petr. I conceive your mind Sir I will not chide her yet ten Duckets Duke She falls upon her knees ten more she dare not Duke I must not have her frighted Petr. VVell you shall not Enter Frederick and Peter But like a Summers evening against heat Mark how I 'le guild her cheeks John How now Fred. Ye may Sir Not to abuse your patience noble friends Nor hold ye oft with tedious circumstance For you must know Petr. VVhat Duke VVhere is she Fred. Gone Sir Duke How Petr. VVhat did you say Sir Fred. Gone by Heaven removed The woman of the house too John Well Don Frederick Fred. Don John it is not well but Pet. Gone Fred. This fellow Can testifie I lye not Peter Some four hours after My Master was departed with this Gentleman My fellow and my self being sent of business As we must think of purpose Petr. Hang these circumstances They appear like Owls to ill ends John Now could I eat The Devil in his own broth I am so tortur'd Gone Petr. Gone Fred. Directly gone fled shifted what would you have me say Duke Well Gentlemen Wrong not my good opinion Fred. For your Dukedom I will not be a Knave Sir John He that is A rot run in his bloud Petr. But hark ye Gentlemen Are ye sure ye had her here did ye not dream this John Have you your nose Sir Petr. Yes Sir John Then we had her Petr. Since you are so short believe your having her Shall suffer more construction John Let it suffer But if I be not clear of all dishonour Or practice that may taint my reputation And ignorant of where this Woman is Make me your Cities monster Duke I believe ye John I could lye with a Witch now to be reveng'd Upon that Rascal did this Fred. Only thus much I would desire your Grace for my mind gives me Before night yet she is yours stop all opinion And let no anger out till full cause call it Then every mans own work 's to justifie him And this day let us give to search my man here Tells me by chance he saw out of a window Which place he has taken notice of such a face As our old Landladies he believes the same too And by her hood assures it Let 's first thither For she being found all 's ended Duke Come for Heavens sake And Fortune and thou be'st not ever turning If there be one firm step in all thy reelings Now settle it and save my hopes away friends Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Antonio and his Servant Ant. With all my Jewels Ser. All Sir Ant. And that mony I left i' th' trunk Ser. The Trunk broke and that gone too Ant. Francisco of the plot Ser. Gone with the wench too Ant. The mighty pox go with 'em belike they thought I was no man of this world and those trifles Would but disturb my conscience Ser. Sure they thought Sir You would not live to persecute ' em Ant. Whore and Fidler Why what a confort have they made Hen and Bacon Well my sweet Mistris well good Madam mar-tail You that have hung about my neck and lick't me I 'le try how handsomely your Ladyship Can hang upon a Gallows there 's your Master-piece
vertuous Lady Wife to Cleander Olinda a noble Maid and rich Heir Mistress to Lidian and Clarange Clarinda a lustful Wench Calista 's waiting woman The Scene France The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor Robert Benfield Thomas Polard George Birch John Lowin John Vnderwood Richard Sharpe John Thomson Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Leon and Mallfort Mal. AND as I told you Sir Leon. I understand you Clarinda's still perverse Mal. She 's worse obdurate Flinty relentless my love-passions jeer'd at My Presents scorn'd Leon. 'T is strange a waiting woman In her condition apt to yield should hold out A man of your place reverend Beard and shape Besieging her Mal. You might add too my wealth Which she contemns five hundred Crowns per annum For which I have ventur'd hard my Conscience knows it Not thought upon though offer'd for a Joynture This Chain which my Lords Pesants worship flouted My solemn hums and ha's the servants quake at No Rhetorick with her every hour she hangs out Some new Flag of defiance to torment me Last Lent my Lady call'd me her Poor John But now I am grown a walking Skeleton You may see through and through me Leon. Indeed you are much faln away Mal. I am a kind of nothing As she hath made me Love's a terrible Clyster And if some Cordial of her favours help not I shall like an Italian dye backward And breathe my last the wrong way Leon. As I live you have my pity but this is cold comfort And in a friend lip-physick and now I think on 't I should do more and will so you deny not Your self the means of comfort Mal. I 'll be hang'd first one dram of 't I beseech you Leon. You are not jealous of any mans access to her Mal. I would not receive the Dor but as a bosome friend You shall direct me still provided that I understand who is the man and what His purpose that pleads for me Leon. By all means First for the undertaker I am he The means that I will practise thus Mal. Pray you forward Leon. You know your Lady chaste Calista loves her Mal. Too well that makes her proud Leon. Nay give me leave This beauteous Lady I may stile her so Being the paragon of France for feature Is not alone contented in her self To seem and be good but desires to make All such as have dependance on her like her For this Clarinda's liberty is restrain'd And though her kinsman the gate 's shut against me Now if you please to make your self the door For my conveyance to her though you run The hazard of a check for 't 't is no matter Mal. It being for mine own ends Leon. I 'll give it o'r If that you make the least doubt otherwise Study upon 't good morrow Mal. Pray you stay Sir You are my friend yet as the Proverb says When love puts in friendship is gone suppose You should your self affect her Leon. Do you think I 'll commit incest for it is no less She being my Cousin German Fare you well Sir Mal. I had forgot that for this once forgive me Only to ease the throbbing of my heart For I do feel strange pangs instruct me what You will say for me Leon. First I 'll tell her that She hath so far besotted you that you have Almost forgot to cast accompt Mal. Meer truth Sir Leon. That of a wise and provident Steward You are turn'd stark Ass Mal. Urge that point home I am so Leon. That you adore the ground she treads upon And kiss her footsteps Mal. As I do when I find their print in the snow Leon. A loving fool I know it By your bloudless frosty lips then having related How much you suffer for her and how well You do deserve it Mal. How to suffer Leon. No Sir to have your love return'd Mal. That 's good I thank you Leon. I will deliver her an Inventory Of your good parts as this your precious nose Dropping affection your high forehead reaching Almost to the Crown of your head your slender waste And a back not like a threshers but a bending And Court-like back and so forth for your Body But when I touch your mind for that must take her Since your out-side promises little I 'll enlarge it Though ne'r so narrow as your arts to thrive Your composition with the Cook and Butler For Cony-Skins and Chippings and half a share With all the under Officers of the house In strangers bounties that she shall have all And you as 't were her Bailiff Mal. As I will be Leon. As you shall so I 'll promise Then your qualities As playing on a Gyttern or a Jews-Trump Mal. A little too on the Viol. Leon. Fear you nothing Then singing her asleep with curious Catches Of your own making for as I have heard You are Poetical Mal. Something given that way Yet my works seldom thrive and the main reason The Poets urge for 't is because I am not As poor as they are Leon. Very likely fetch her While I am in the vein Mal. 'T is an apt time my Lady being at her Prayers Leon. Let her pray on Nay go and if upon my intercession She do you not some favour I 'll disclaim her I 'll ruminate on 't the while Mal. A hundred Crowns is your reward Leon. Without 'em nay no trifling Ex. Mal. That this dull clod of ignorance should know How to get money yet want eyes to see How grosly he 's abus'd and wrought upon When he should make his will the Rogue 's turn'd rampant As he had renew'd his youth a handsome wench Love one a spittle-whore would run away from Well Master Steward I will plead for you In such a method as it shall appear You are sit to be a property Enter Malfort and Clarinda Mal. Yonder he walks That knows my worth and value though you scorn it Clar. If my Lady know not this Mal. I 'll answer it If you were a Nun I hope your Cousin German Might talk with you through a grate but you are none And therefore may come closer ne'r hang off As I live you shall bill ye may salute as strangers Custom allows it Now now come upon her With all your Oratory As a young Advocate should and leave no Vertue Of mine unmentioned I 'll stand centinel Nay keep the door my self Exit Clar. How have you work'd This piece of motley to your ends Leon. Of that at leasure Mistriss Kissing Clar. Lower you are too loud Though the fool be deaf some of the house may hear you Leon. Suppose they should I am a Gentleman And held your Kinsman under that I hope I may be free Clar. I grant it but with caution But be not seen to talk with me familiarly But at fit distance or not seen at all It were the better you know my Ladies humour She is all honour and compos'd of goodness As she pretends and you having no business How
health to you some words I have that Require an utterance more private Than this place can afford Lel. I 'le call my husband All business I hear with his ears now Lod. Good Madam no but I perceive your jest You have no husband I am the very man That walk'd the streets so comely Lel. Are you so Lod. Yes faith when Cupid first did prick your heart I am not cruel but the love begun I' th' street I 'le satisfie i' th' chamber fully Lel. To ask a Madman whether he be mad Were but an idle question if you be I do not speak to you but if you be not Walk in the streets again and there perhaps I may dote on you here I not endure you Lod. Good Madam stay do not you know this Ring Lel. Yes it was mine I sent it by my Man To change and so he did it has a blemish And this he brought me for it did you change it Are you a Goldsmith Lod. Sure the world is mad Sirrah did you not bring me this ring from your Lady Fath. Yes surely Sir did I but your worship must ev'n bear with me For there was a mistaking in it and so as I was Saying to your worship my Lady is now married Lod. Married to whom Fa. To your worships friend Piso Lod. S'death to Piso Piso within Ha ha ha Ang. Yes Sir I can assure you she 's married to him I saw 't With these gray eyes Lod. Why what a Rogue art thou then thou hast made in 's mouth Me send in provision too Fa. O a Gentleman should not have such foul words But your Worships provision could not have come in at a fitter time Will it please you to tast any of your own wine It may be the Vintner has cozen'd you Lod. Pox I am mad Ang. You have always plots Sir and see how they fall out Jac. You had a plot upon me how do you like this Lod. I do not speak to you Fab. Because you dare not Lod. But I will have one of that old Rogues teeth set in this Ring Fat Do'st not thou know that I can beat thee Dost thou know it now discovers himself Lod. He beat me once indeed Fat And if you have for got it I can call a witness Come forth Piso remember you it Piso Faith I do call to minde such a matter Fat And if I cannot still do 't you are young And will assist your Father in law Piso My Father in law Ang. Your Father in law as sure as this is widow Lelia Piso How widow Lelia Fat I' faith 't is she Son Lod. Ha ha ha let my provision go I am glad I Have mist the woman Piso Have you put a whore upon me Lel. By heaven you do me wrong I have a heart As pure as any womans and I mean To keep it so for ever Fa. There is no starting now Son if you offer 't I can compel you her estate is great But all made o're to me before this match Yet if you use her kindly as I swear I think she will deserve you shall enjoy it During your life all save some slender piece I will reserve for my own maintenance And if God bless you with a child by her It shall have all Piso So I may have the means I do not much care what the woman is Come my sweet heart as long as I shall find Thy kisses sweet and thy means plentifull Let people talk their tongues out Lel. They may talk Of what is past but all that is to come Shall be without occasions Jul. Shall we not make Piso and Lodowick friends Jac. Hang 'em they dare not be Enemies or if they be The danger is not great welcom Frederick Enter Frederick Fred. First joy unto you all and next I think We shall have wars Jac. Give me some wine I 'le drink to that Fab. I 'le pledge Fran. But I shall lose you then Jac. Not a whit wench I 'le teach thee presently to be a Souldier Fred. Fabritio's command and yours are both restor'd Jac. Bring me four glasses then Fab. Where are they Ang. You shall not drink 'em here 't is supper time And from my house no creature here shall stir These three dayes mirth shall flow as well as wine Fa. Content within I 'le tell you more at large How much I am bound to all but most to you Whose undeserved liberality Must not escape thus unrequited Jac. 'T is happiness to me I did so well Of every noble action the intent Is to give worth reward vice punishment Exeunt Om. Prologue TO please you with this Play we fear will be So does the Author too a mystery Somewhat above our Art For all mens eyes Ears faiths and judgements are not of one size For to say truth and not to flatter ye This is nor Comedy nor Tragedy Nor History nor any thing that may Yet in a week be made a perfect Play Yet those that love to laugh and those that think Twelve pence goes farther this way than in drink Or Damsels if they mark the matter through May stumble on a foolish toy or two Will make 'em shew their teeth pray for my sake That likely am your first man do not take A distaste before you feel it for ye may When this is hist to ashes have a Play And here to out-hiss this be patient then My honour done y' are welcom Gentlemen Epilogue IF you mislike as you shall ever be Your own free Judges this Play utterly For your own Nobleness yet do not hiss But as you go by say it was amiss And we will mend Chide us but let it be Never in cold blood O' my honesty If I have any this I 'le say for all Our meaning was to please you still and shall THE PROPHETESS A Tragical History Persons Represented in the Play Charinus Emperour of Rome Cosroe King of Persia Diocles of a private Souldier elected Co-Emperour Maximinian Nephew to Diocles and Emperour by his donation Volutius Aper Murtherer of Numerianus the late Emperour Niger a noble Souldier Servant to the Emperour Camurius a Captain and Creature of Aper's Persian Lords Senators Souldiers Guard Suitors Ambassadors Lictors Flamen Attendants Shepherd Country-men Geta a Jester Servant to Diocles a merry Knave WOMEN Aurelia Sister to Charinus Cassana Sister to Cosroe a Captive waiting on Aurelia Delphia a Prophetess Drusilla Niece to Delphia in love with Diocles. The Scene Rome The principal Actors were John Lowin Robert Benfield John Shanke Richard Sharpe Joseph Taylor Nicholas Toolie George Birch Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Charinus Aurelia Niger Cha. YOU buz into my head strange likelihoods And fill me full of doubts but what proofs Niger What certainties that my most noble Brother Came to his end by murther Tell me that Assure me by some circumstance Niger I will Sir And as I tell you truth so the gods prosper me I have often nam'd this Aper
women Can make men friends and enemies when they list Say A gallant undertaking and a happy Why this is noble in you and will be A welcomer present to our Master Philip Than the return from his Indies Enter Clara Genevora Eugenia and Bobadilla Cla. Father your blessing Alv. Take her if ye bring not Betwixt you boys that will find out new worlds And win 'em too I 'm a false Prophet Vit. Brother There is a Sister long divided streams Mix now at length by fate Bob. I am not regarded I was the careful Steward that provided these Instruments of peace I put the longest weapon in your Sisters hand my Lord because she was the shortest Lady For likely the shortest Ladies love the longest men And for mine own part I could have discharged â—â—t my Pistol is no ordinary Pistol it has two ramming bullets but thought I why should I shoot my two bullets into my old Lady if they had gone I would not have staid â—ong after I would ev'n have died too bravely y'â—aith like â— Roman Steward hung my self in mine own chain and there had been a story of Bobadilla Spindola Zancho for after ages to lament hum I perceive I am not only not regarded but also not rewarded Alv. Prethee peace ' shalt have a new chain next Saint Jaques day or this new gilt â—ob I am satisfied let virtue have her due And yet I am melancholy upon this atonement pray heaven the State â—â—ue it not I would my Lord Vitellie's Steward and I could meet they should find it should cost 'em a little more to make us friends well I will forswear wine and women for a year and then I will be drunk to morrow and run a whoring like a dog with a broken bottle at 's tail then will I repent next day and forswear 'em again more vehemently be forsworn next day again and repent my repentance for thus a melancholy Gentleman doth and ought to live Assist Nay you stall dine with me and afterward I 'll with ye to the King But first I will Dispatch the Castles business that this day May be compleat Bring forth the malefactors Enter Alguazier Pachieco Metaldi Mendoza Lazaril Piorato Malroda and Guard You Alguazier the Ringleader of these Poor fellows are degraded from your office You must return all stolen goods you receiv'd And watch a twelve month without any pay This if you fail of all your goods confiscate You are to be whipt and sent into the Gallies Alg. I like all but restoring that Catholique Doctrine I do dislike Learn all ye officers By this to live uprightly if you can Exit Assist You Cobler to tanslate your manners new Are doom'd to th' Cloisters of the Mendicants With this your brother botcher there for nothing To cobble and heel hose for the poor Friers Till they allow you pennance for sufficient And your amendment then you shall be freed And may set up again Pach. Mendoza come Our souls have trode awry in all mens sight We 'll underlay 'em till they go upright Exe. Pach. and Mend. Assist Smith in those shackles you for your hard heart Must lie by th' heels a year Met. I have shod your horse my Lord. Exit Assist Away for you my hungry white-loaf'd face You must to th' Gallies where you shall be sure To have no more bits than you shall have blows Laz. Well though herrings want I shall have rowes Assist Signior you have prevented us and punish'd Your selfe severelier than we would have done You have married a whore may she prove honest Pio. 'T is better my Lord than to marry an honest woman That may prove a whore Vit. 'T is a hansome wench and thou canst keep her tame I 'll send you what I promis'd Pio. Joy to your Lordships Alv. Hear may all Ladies learn to make of foes The perfect'st friends and not the perfect'st foes Of dearest friends as some do now a daies Vit. Behold the power of love to nature lost By custome irrecoverably past the hope Of friends restoring Love hath here retriv'd To her own habit made her blush to see Her so long monstrous Metamorphoses May strange affairs never have worse success Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Author fears there are some Rebel hearts Whose dulness doth oppose loves piercing darts Such will be apt to say there wanted wit The language low very few Scaenes are writ With spirit and life such odd things as these He cares not for nor ever means to please For if your selves a Mistriss or loves friends Are lik'd with this smooth Play he hath his ends FINIS WOMEN PLEAS'D A TRAGY-COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Duke of Siena Suitor to Belvidere Silvio A Gentleman of quality servant to Belvidere Claudio Silvio's friend brother to Isabella Bartello Captain of the Citadel Vncle to Silvio Lopez A sordid Vsurer the jealous Husband of Isabella Lords of Florence Lords of Siena Councellors Courtiers Penurio A hungry servant to Lopez Soto A merry servant to Claudio A Farmer Father to Soto Captain Soldiers of the Guard A Clarke Bomby An enemy to Watches and May-poles Morrice-dancers Masquers WOMEN Dutchess of Florence Belvidere A virtuous Princess daughter to the Dutchess in love with Silvio Rodope wife to Bartello Isabella Wife to Lopez and Sister to Claudio Jaquenett servant to Isabella Two Gentlewomen The Scene Florence The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Vnderwood Rob. Benfield Rich. Sharpe John Lowin Will. Eglestone Nicholas Toolie Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Bartello and Silvio Sil. T Is true she is a right good Princess and a just one And Florence when she sets has lost a Planet Bar. My Mistriss I tell thee gentle Nephew There is not such another friend to goodness To down-right dealing to faith and true heart Within the Christian confines Before she blest us Justice was a Cheese-monger a meer Cheese-monger Weigh'd nothing to the world but Mites and Maggots And a main stink Law like a Horse-courser Her rules and precepts hung with gawdes and ribbonds And pamper'd up to cousen him that bought her When she her self was hackney lame and founder'd Sil. But the sweet Lady Belvidere the bright one Bar. I there 's a face indeed Oh my dear Nephew Could a young fellow of thy fiery mettle Freeze and that Lady in his Arms Sil. I think not Bar. Thou hast a parlous judgement but let that pass She is as truly virtuous fair and noble As her great Mother's good and that 's not ordinary Sil. But why so many Princes and so great ones Being Suitors should the Dutchess deny to match her Bar. She is a Jewel man hangs in her bosom Her only Child with her eies she sees all things Discourses with her tongue and pluck her from her So dotingly the old one loves her young one You pluck her heart out too Besides of late daies The Duke of Milan who could never win her By Love nor Treaty laid a close train for her