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A77567	Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.	Brome, Richard, d. 1652?; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? English Moor.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Love-sick court.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Covent Garden weeded.; Brome, Ricahrd, d. 1652?. New academy.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Queen and concubine.	1659 (1659)	Wing B4872; Thomason E1782_1; Thomason E1782_2; Thomason E1782_3; Thomason E1782_4; Thomason E1782_5; ESTC R209758	271,627	554

lock'd up Or put in some disguise and have it said Y' are gone unto your Uncles I have heard Of some Bridegrooms that shortly after Marriage Have gone to see their Uncles seldom Brides I have thought of another course Mil. Be 't any way Quic. What if it were given out y' are run away Out of a detestation of your match Mil. 'T would pull a blot upon my reputation Quic. When they consider my unworthiness 'T will give it credit They 'l commend you for it Mil. You speak well for your self Quic. I speak as they 'l speak Mil. Well let it be so then I am content Quic. Wee 'l put this instantly in act The rest As for disguise or privacy in my house You 'll leave to me Mil. All Sir to your dispose Provided still you urge not to infringe My vow concerning my virginity Quic. T is the least thing I think on I will not offer at it till your time Mil. Why here 's a happiness in a husband now exeunt ACT 2. SCENE 3. Dionysia Rafe Dio. Thou tell'st me things that truth never came near Ra. T is perfect truth you may believe it Lady Dio. Maintain't but in one sillable more I le tear Thy mischievious tongue out Ra. Fit reward for Tell-troths But that 's not the reward you promis'd me For watching of your brothers actions You said forsooth if 't please you to remember That you would love me for it Dio. Arrogant Rascal I bad thee bring account of what he did Against his enemy and thou reportst He took his enemies danger on himself And help't to rescue him whose bloody father Kild ours Can truth or common reason claim A part in this report My brother doe 't Or draw a sword to help Theophilus Ra. T is not for any spight I ow my Master But for my itch at her that I do this I am strangely taken Such brave spirited women Have cherish'd strong back'd servingmen ere now Dio. Why dost not get thee from my sight false fellow Ra. I le be believed first Therefore pray have patience To peruse that gives her a paper Dio. My brothers charecter Theophilus sisters name The brighter Lucy So often written nothing but her name But change of attributes one serves not twice Blessed divine Illustrious all perfection And so heaven bless me powerful in one place The worst thing I read yet heap of all vertues Bright shining and all these ascrib'd to Lucy O I could curse thee now for being so just Would thou had'st belied him still Ra. I nere belied him I Dio. O mischief of affection Monstrous horrid It shall not pass so quietly Nay stay Ra. Shee 'l cut my throat I fear Dio. Thou art a faithful servant Ra. It may do yet To you I am sweet Lady and to my master In true construction he is his friend I think That finds his follies out to have them cur'd Which you have onely the true spirit to do Dio. How I do love thee now Ra. And your love Mistress Brave sprightly Mistress is the steeple top Or rather Weathercock o'top of that To which aspires my lifes ambition Dio. How didst thou get this paper Ra. Amongst many Of his rare twelve-moneths melancholy works That lie in 's study Mistress t is apparent His melancholy all this while has been More for her Love then for his fathers death Dio. Thou hast my love for ever Ra. Some small token In earnest of it Mistress would be felt He offers to kiss her she strikes him Dio. Take that in earnest then Ra. It is a sure one And the most feeling pledge she could have given For she is a virago And I have read That your viragoes use to strike all those They mean to lie with And from thence t is taken That your brave active women are call'd strikers Dio. Set me that chair Ra. The warm touch of my flesh Already works in her I shall be set To better work immediately I am prevented A way and be not seen Be sure I love thee Enter Arthur Ra. A ha This clinches Another time I 'm sure on 't Exit Ar. Sister where are you How now not well or She sits Dio. Sick brother sick at heart oh sleepy Ar. Passion of heart where are our servants now To run for doctors ho Dio. Pray stay and hear me Her 's no work for them They 'l find a master here Too powerful for the strength of all their knowledge Ar. What at thy heart Dio. Yes brother at my heart Too scornful to be dispossest by them Ar. What may that proud grief be good sister name it Dio. It grieves me more to name it then to suffer 't Since I have endur'd the worst on 't and prov'd constant To sufferance and silence t were a weakness Now to betray a sorrow by a name More fit to be severely felt then known Ar. Indeed I 'le know it Dio. Rather let me die Then so afflict your understanding Sir Ar. It shall not afflict me Dio. I know you 'l chide me for 't Ar. Indeed you wrong me now Can I chide you Dio. If you be true and honest you must do 't And hartily Ar. You tax me nearly there Dio. And that 's the physick must help me or nothing Ar. With grief I go about to cure a grief then Now speak it boldly Sister Dio. Noble Physitian It is Ar. It is what is it If you love me speak Dio. T is love and I beseech thee spare me not Ar. Alas dear sister canst thou think that love Deserves a chiding in a gentle breast Dio. Do you pitty me already O faint man That tremblest but at opening of a wound What hope is there of thee to search and dress it But I am in thy hands and forc'd to try thee I love Theophilus Ar. Ha! Dio. Theophilus brother His son that slew our father Ther 's a love O more then time 't were look'd for fear it festers Ar. She has put me to 't indeed What must I do She has a violent spirit so has he And though I wish most seriously the match Whereby to work mine own with his fair Sister The danger yet in the negotiation May quite destroy my course spoyle all my hopes I le therefore put her off on 't if I can Dio. Can you be tender now Ar. What! To undo you I love you not so slightly Pardon me A rough hand must be us'd For here 's a wound Must not be gently touch'd you perish then Under a Brothers pitty Pray sit quiet For you must suffer all Dio. I 'le strive to do it Ar. To love the Son of him that slew your Father To say it shews unlovingness of nature Forgetfulness in blood were all but shallow To the great depth of danger your fault stands in It rather justifies the act it self And commends that down to posterity By your blood-cherishing embraces Children Born of your body will instead of tears By your example offer a thankful joy

air Have made it turn more pretious and more fair He spake with such a full and easie strain With such a soft and such a flowing vein As if 't were Nature all yet there was Art Yet there was Skill in every limb and Part So gently came all that he thought or writ As if he made it not but did repeat His fancy like the blood did alwayes flow Yet full of life and full of spirts too His wit and Angels did in this agree Their motion is most nimble quick and free And perfect too And as the world was made Which no delayes of spring and summer had No ages or increases but on all At first a ripeness and full growth did fall So all that from his happy Pen did come Was ripe and grown at first and left no room For after change no second hand could give More strength to it or it more strength receive When he doth speak of love himself he arms With such resistless and such conquering charms Acts such sweet hopes such innocent fears and joyes That we or love his Mistress or his voice As eccho did When he would make us smile Thousand Anacreons play about his style When he commands our sorrow straight our eyes Into salt streams our hearts to sighings rise When he doth laugh again the clouds are gone Our minds into a sudden calmness run He so dispos'd our thoughts as when the hand Or eye of the chief Gen'ral doth command Whole Armies act what his example led Follow his postures with such willing speed Into obedience with such easiness fall As if one soul and spring did move them all When he strook vice he let the person go Wounded not men but manners nor did do Like him who when he painted heaven hel Amongst the damned shades and those that fell Did draw his Enemies face that all might say Who there condemned by the Painter lay But as the Surgeon at once hides and cures And bindeth up the limb which most indures The sore and pain so he with gentle hand Did heal the wound and yet conceal the man His Scenes mens Actions Tempers Humours shew And copy out what the great world doth do His words are like the shapes which Angels take And for themselves of finest air do make That are so much like men that clearest eyes Cannot discern where the smal difference lies THE English Moor OR THE MOCK-MARRIAGE A Comaedy as it was often acted with general applause by her Majesties Servants Innocens permitte jocos cur ludere nobis Non liceat LONDON Printed by J. T. for A. C. and Henry Broom and are to be sold at the Gun in Ivie-lane 1658 Prologue MOst noble fair and curteous to ye all Welcome and thanks we give that you would call And visit your poor servants that have been So long and pitiless unheard unseen Welcome you 'l say your money that does do Dissembling is a fault we say so too And your long absence was no fault of your But our sad fate to be so long obscure Jove and the Muses grant and all good Men We feel not that extremity again The thought of which yet chills us with a fear That we have bought our liberty too dear For should we fall into a new restraint Our hearts must break that did before but faint You noble great and good ones that vouchsafe To see a Comedy and sometimes laugh Or smile at wit and harmeless mirth As thus ye have begun to grace and succour us Be further pleas'd to hold us still upright For our relief and for your own delight To move for us to those high powers whom we submit unto in all humility For our proceeding and we 'le make it good To utter nothing may be understood Offensive to the state manners or time We will as well look to our necks as climb You hear our sute obtain it if you may Then find us money and we 'le find you play Drammatis Personae Meanwell Two old Gentlemen and friends supposed to have been kill'd in a Duel Rashley Arthur Meanwels Son in love with Lucy Theophilus Rashleys Son in love with Milicent Quicksands an old Usurer Testy an old angry Justice Winlose a decayed Gentleman Vincent Two gallants undone by Quicksands Edmund Nath. Banelass a Wencher Host Drawer Ralph Meanwels servant Arnold Rashleys servant Buzard Quicksands servant Dionisia Meanwels daughter Lucy Rashleys daughter Milicent Testys Neece Phillis Winlose daughter Madge Quicksands servant The Scene London THE ENGLISH-MOOR or the Mock-Marriage Act. 1. Scene 1. Arthur Dionysia Ar. DEar Sister bear with me Di. I may not brother What! suffer you to pine and peak away In your unnatural melancholy fits Which have already turn'd your purer blood Into a toad-pool dye I am asham'd Upon my life almost to call you brother But nature has her swing in me I must Therefore I crave you as you are my brother To shake this dull and muddy humor off By visiting the streets and quit your chamber Which is a sickness to you Ar. O my sister Di. I can say O my brother too to shew you How it becomes you I have the same cause Equally with your self to spend my life In sollitary mourning and would do it Could it make good our loss My honor'd Father A tear has scap'd me there But that 's by th'by And more of anger 'gainst his enemy And his for ever curs'd posterity That rob'd us of a Father then of sorrow For what we know is unrecoverable But to sit grieving over his Memory In a resolved silence as you do Killing your own blood while a vein holds any Proceeding from the flesh that drew out his Is meerly idle Mingle then your grief With thought of brave revenge And do it not In private Meditation in your Chamber But bear it out till it proceed to Action Ar. By powring blood on blood Di. By quenching fire Of high revenge with base unmanly blood By stopping of our Fathers cureless wounds Which still bleed fresh in our vex'd memories With the proud flesh of him that butcher'd ours Ar. We know he lives not that has slain our Father Or if he lives t is where I cannot reach him He nere saw English harbour since his sword Unfortunately had the better of my father Di. But his son lives Ar. Good sister cool thy passion With reasonable means Di. O where 's the spirit That my slain father had Have you no part of 't Must I now play the Man whilst you inherit Onely my Mothers puling disposition Ar. I know thy drift good sister Dionisia Is not unto revenge or blood but to stir up Some motion in me to prevent the danger A sad retiredness may bring upon me Di. Bee 't as you think it so you will abroad And make the house no longer dark with sighing Ent. Rafe Now Sir the newes with you Ra. Newes worth your hearing Meerly to laugh at Good for nothing else Di. Is the old Ruffian tane and

Thymele Philoc. If you be serious Mother hold us not In this suspence Thy. Let not the royal blood Of Thessaly be stain'd with an incestuous match King How Gar. She sayes right They are both your lawful children By your own vertuous Queen now in Elisium King What dreams are these of your distemperd heads Thy. This is no dream or fable But unfain'd Sip As truth it self Which with your gracious leave I shall demonstrate humbly craving pardon For my so long concealment as I 'le yeeld Due reason for it King Freely speak you have it Thy. You may remember in your civil wars Those cruel warres as I may justly stile 'em In which my husband fell Dis. O my brave brother Thy. When open Rebels and domestick Traytors Pursu'd your Crown and life your gracious Queen To have been brought to bed and was beleev'd To have miscarried by an abortive birth King True In her flight she was constrain'd to take A neighbouring cottage and use the help Of the Swains wife Gar. That swain-ess was my self Though my deserts have glorified me since And by my help and somewhat of the Gods She then made you the Father of that Prince Dis. Take up thy bottle Sister speak you on Thy. Th' affrighted queen yet wise in that extremity Suspecting that the innocence of her babe Born to a Kingdom could not be secur'd In those combustions from apparent danger Sent him to me in private then in travel Of my Philargus Charging me to fain A second labour with the Midwifes aid For Philocles I did and was reputed Mother of both King I cannot think our Queen Would keep us ignorant of so good a Fortune Thy. I mov'd her oft to tell you But she answer'd All is not sound There 's danger yet And when After Eudyna's birth she felt her self At point of death she strictly did enjoyn Me and this woman onely conscious with her By oath of which she had prepar'd this copy A paper In her own hand to keep it silent till Philocles should be able to secure Himself from treachery or that your terme Of life expiring or some accident Of no lesse consequence requir'd detection For further proof Kin. My joy forbids more questioning Give me my flesh and blood into my bosome Thrice happy Fathers if your Children were Borne to you thus of perfect Age But where Is now a Match for my Eudina I Have here a successor A shout within and crying Philargus Philargus c. King Hah Voyces i' th Ayre that cry Philargus Eud. Voyces that do tell me I must follow him Up to the heavens and there be married to him Des. Here 's the She-Devil now Ent. Turs. with Dor. Dor. You need not pull me For that mans love I laid thy Lord to sleep Had I lov'd thee best then his Lord had slept Dis. How does he sleep speak impudent baggage how Dor. How With a powder Sir which my own father A skilful pothecary prepar'd who if Philargus dye shall hang with us for Company Dis. Your father Dor. Yes But now the perils past See if he sleep t is walking Enter Philargus Eupathus Philoc. Ha! Philargus Or but the shade the spirit of my friend Philar. Be not amaz'd as at an apparition Thy. Doth my son live O then I have enough Dis. Come hither come hither you three I will discharge The scene of you Thy love unto thy Lord Though somewhat unadvisedly imploy'd Deserves reward I le see it given thee Thy Lord and King shall thank thee take thy wench She has love in her wit and wit in her anger I like the luck of things that ill intents Should bring forth good events Thy faithfulness To thy Lord too was happy Go I 'le I 'le see you Ext. Var. Ter Dor. All royally rewarded How now Geron Ger. My Lord I see here 's joy towards as why Ent. Ger. Dis. 'Slife stand not Whiloming now man but be brief Ger. Cry mercy I had left it But my Lord To celebrate the flowing joyes in Court I and my Countrey heads have fram'd a Masque Rather an antick dance rather a countrey toy Rather a Rustick round rather a Dis. Hoy day Thy Rather 's worse then thy Whilom Dost know What time o'day 't is Ger. T is a rural thing To be presented at the Princess wedding And if you think it meet I will induce The practise of it presently As why Dis. Go fetch the heads and heels I 'le stay the King To see and laugh at 'em That 's grace enough Exit Geron. King Philargus you have much to know the which We will Eudina tell you now shee 's yours Receive her and our blessing Philar. Were I dead As I was thought to be your name pronounc'd Over my grave beyond all Necromancy Would call fresh blood into my veins again Strengthen my nerves to break the Iron gates Of death and force my joyful spirit from Th' Elisian Paradise to live with you King You shall not be a looser Thymele Philocles shall be yours and in exchange Placilla mine Philoc. To me my beauteous spouse Thou art as Juno to her Jupiter Sister and wife Thy. Your highness may be pleas'd Now at so happy leasure to perpend The Oracle which truly hath effected Each word of the prediction King Who can repeat the answer I ha' lost it Dis. I have it Contend not for the jewel which Ere long shall both of you inrich Philoc. Eudina does so me in a dear sister Philar. Me in a Peerless wife Dis. Pursue your fortune for 't is she Shall make ye what you seem to be Philoc. She has done that too For now indeed w' are brothers King Apollo thou hast fill'd us all with joy But has our joy already fill'd our Court Loud Musick is here With Musick Dis. Will your Majesty yet sit And see the practise of a presentation Against the Marriages by your Swains of Tempe With thanks and give it all the grace we may Ger. From Tempe plains the Tempe Swains Enter Geron and the Swains and Nymphs for the dance With mirth aud Melody With Dance and Song do hither throng To greet your Majestie Gar. O there look there Madam my Son and all My old Temperian Neighbours Ger. We cannot hope in all our scope To gain much praise for skill But it shall be enough if ye Accept of our good will The Dance King My thanks to all All Heaven bless your Majesty Exeunt King Thanks to Apollo Let his temple be The place of our solemnity His Altars Let them be laden with Arabian spices Let his Priests lead in a devout procession The horned Sacrifice mantled with Ghirlonds And we our Temples crown'd with Laurel follow With Musick sounding Hymen and Apollo FINIS EPILOGƲE T is not the Poets art nor all that we By life of Action can present unt' ye Can justly make us to presume a Play Is good till you approv 't which that you may It cannot mis-become us since our gains Come

rid of you most courteous Gentlemen Ex. Ta Sh. To see what money can do that can change mens manners alter their conditions how tempestuous the slaves were without it O thou powerful metal what authority is in thee Thou art the Key to all mens mouthes With thee a man may lock up the jawes of an informer and without thee he cannot the lips of a Lawyer Ex. Scoen. II. Enter Crossewill Rookesbill Gabriel Katherine Lucy Cros. Down boy and bid the Cook hasten dinner Dra. What will you please to drink in the mean time sir Cros. I will not drink in the mean time sir Get you gone Dra. A fine old humorous Gentleman Cros. Hold up your head Sirrah and leave your precise folly I 'll leave you to the wilde world else d ee see Is the name of a Tavern so odious to you Ha Your brother has vext me sufficiently alreadie and perhaps he 'll refuse to come too If he dares let him Welcome Mr. Rooksbil welcom Landlord and your faire daughter welcome pretty one Trust me a pretty one indeed pray be acquainted with my daughter there In your Maiden-company I hope she will not think the Tavern such a bugs neast as she did I had much ado to draw my rebellious children to the Tavern after me Rook. And truly sir 't is the first to my knowledge that e're my daughter came into Cros. All in good time she may encrease in vertue But if it be a fault as i' my conscience in his thought it is a great transgression my unsetlednesse and unprovidednesse else where or how to entertain a friend or feed my selfe may well excuse us all d ee see Rook. O Sir I cannot enough admire that vertue in your sonne Cros. It is a vice as much a vice or more as is your sonnes your cast-aways as you call him that sucks no other aire then that of Tavernes Tap-houses Brothels and such like I would their extream qualities could meet each other at half-way and so mingle their superfluities of humour unto a mean betwixt 'hem It might render them both allowable subjects where now the one 's a firedrake in the aire and t'other a mandrake in the earth both mischievous see how he stands like a mole-catcher What dirty dogged humour vvas I in vvhen I got him troe Rookes. Hovve're his carriage seems distasteful unto you I could afford vvith your allovvance to make conditions of estate agreeable to give all that is mine to him vvith my daughter Aside Cros. What a mechanick slave is this to thank a sonne of mine hovve're I under-rate him a fit mate to mingle blood vvith his moore-ditch breed True his estate is great I understand it but of all foule I love not Moor-hens Such another motion vvould stir me to roare him dovvn the tavernstairs Rooks. What do you think on 't sirs Cros. Heaven grant me patience Rooks. Will you consider of it Master Crossewill Cros. I was never so put to 't I wish we had a stickler I muse that Master Cockbrayne stayes thus Rooks. You do not mind my motion sir Cros. Uds precious I minde nothing I am so crost in mind that I can minde nothing nor I will minde nothing d ee see Why comes not Mr. Cockbrayne Ha! Rooks. Yet you minde him it seems But he sir cannot come and desires you to hold him excus'd He 's gone about some special undertaking for the good of the Common-wealth he sayes Cros. Fart for his undertaking all the world is bent to crosse me What is my young Master come ha Enter Belt Belt My young Master Mr. Mihil will be here presently he said he would follow me at heeles sir Cros. And why not come before you sir Does he not think that I have waited long enough sir sure I 'll crosse some body under that knaves pate of yours d' y see Belt Thus when any body angers him I am sure to hear on 't Cros. So now my spleen is a little palliated let me speak with you Mr. Rooksbill Get you down Sirrah and bring me word dinner is not ready and I 'll give you as much more d' ye see Belt That 's his way to his stomach Kat. And is your brother that your father sayes is so ungracious so well acquainted with my brother Mihil say you Luc. Oh all in all he 's not so familiar with any man if Mihil Croswill be your brother as 't is manifest Kat. I would not that my father knew it for all I can expect from him but his blessing but does your father know it Luc. No I would not he should mistrust it for all he has blessing and all and now that I have found you love your brother so well I will make over my reason and my counsel in trust with you hoping you will not wrong that trust Kat. If I do may the due price of treachery be my reward Luc. I love your brother Lady and he loves me The only good act that ever my brother did was to bring us acquainted and is indeed all that he has to live on For I do succour him with many a stolne peece for the felicitie he brought me in your brothers love Now my father whose irreconcileable hate has for ever discarded my brother should he but dream of their acquaintance would poison all my hopes Kat. But let me ask you is there an hope betwixt you and my brother ever to come together Luc. Yes and a way he has for 't which I understand not yet Kat. Trust me I pity you both your case is very dangerous Luc. Love 's above all adventures the more hard the atchievement is the sweeter the reward Kat. I like her spirit well Cros. You Sir come hither what is hammering in your head now Is 't not some Synodical question to put unto the brethren concerning Whitsonales and Maygames ha Gab. Surely sir I was premeditating a fit thanksgiving to be rendred before meat in Tavernes according to the present occasion which the time and place administreth and that as the spirit shall enable me shall be delivered before you in due season Cros. I am glad I know your minde for that trick my zealous sonne you shall come in at half-dinner like a Chafing-dish of coales when the sawce is cold to make use of the heat of your spirit d ye see I love not meat twice drest Rook. Good sir put the Proposition to him that I made my affection to him urges it more and more I never was so taken with a man Cros. But what 's that to your daughter ha Rook. The same affection governes her she is not mine else Cros Well hold your peace and was that your spiritual meditation Gab. Yes verily Cros. Come Sir at this Gentlemans request I will now put a question to you concerning the flesh What think you of yond Virgin there his daughter can you affect her so well as to wish her to be your wedded wife Gab. You mean elpoused in holy Matrimony

father Rooksbill here because his power in this quarter is available Cross. Go shew the way I 'le go in person I My son 's my son Mih. Nay pray sir Cross. Yes 'cause you have a wife you shall controul me Will you go on sir Mih. Well I 'le bring you to him sir Luc. What was your widow sir she stunk of Aqua-vitae fearfully Mih. I 'le tell thee as we go Kisse Exeunt Scoen. 3. Enter Clotpoll Dorcas Nick Nick What a drunken sot was I that knew thee not all this while I vow thy story pities me I 'le marry thee and turne thee to thy friends for I am sure I have none that will keep thee for my sake Dorc. I ask no further satisfaction of you then to be honested by marriage I 'le work for a poor living Nick Prithee Mun seek me a Priest Clot. I have no acquaintance in their function I Dorc. My Cousin Mihil said he would bring or send one Nick There 's no starting that Mihil has a fist over me I vow and thou wert not his Kinswoman thou should to the Common yet Clot. Father how come you hither Capt. Did not the company send for me Nick I vow not we Capt. The City-mouth that peck't us at my lodging last night came to me with an abominable scratch't face and warn'd me on a businesse hither Nick I smell some trick Clot. Some treacherie upon the brotherhood perhaps Nick Timorous thing what in our own Quarter Capt. If you doubt any thing 't is best remove The fellow was sorely handled Nick I would but see the carcass of authority prance in our Quarter and we not cut his legs off Welcome Tonie what hast thou brought the word here to passe for the Reckoning Enter Ant. Parson Ant. Come you must make a wedding-night on 't Nick Mihil will go no lesse Nick My Vow is pass'd and before you sir I confirm it This is my wife Anon you shall perform the holy Ceremony Ant. 'T is well pray sir retire your self to the next room there a while and stay you with him Lady But what do you with Gabriel Is it not time to wake him yet Clot. 'T is now upon the point h 'as slept two houres Nick Father you 'll see a brave experiment upon a Gentleman that has been a youth Clot. And of the Philoblathici as we are now Nick And since was grown one of the reformed and we are now in practice to retrive and bring him back to his first condition Ant. Have you followed all Mihils directions Nick Hitherto we have First you saw he was laid defunct in Sack next in his sleep we have accoutred him in martial abiliments and now we mean to wake him with alarmes shall affright the silly humour out of him and render him his warlike faculty or our Art failes Ant. Where be the Wenches Clot. The Sisters of the Scabberd there 's the sport on 't They have their parts to play upon him too But for his drink now when he wakes you said you would have a bottle of the womans what do you call 't yonder the Medea Capt. What the charm'd liquor that Medea brew'd to make old father Aeson young again Must that renew his youthful spirit in him Nick No Sack will do better When he wakes he will be very dry then a quart-draught of good Canarie will so screw him up 'T is time 't were now in practice So softly softly We must but halfe wake him at first A Bed put forth Gabriel on it Bettie and Frank Gab. O some small drink Nick Here drink it off sir Drinks Drum and Trumpet An Alarm Gab. Surpriz'd by th' enemie whilest we have plaid the Sluggard in our Tents Capt. Nick Clot. Hold Captain hold we are your souldiers Gab. Y' are Mutineers and have disturb'd my rest And I 'le do Martial Justice on you all Nick I vow hold are you mad Gab. Know you not discipline or are you growen rebellious in the Camp I 'le teach you warfare Capt. You have conjur'd a fury into him to beat us into fitters Clot. My pate bleeds for 't I protest Gab. I 'le make you know command Ant. Noble Commander hold thy furious hand and heare thy souldiers speak Gab. What have we women for our Martial Musick Clot. None but the She-Trumpet a neighbour here and her Sister that was Drum-mayor to my Countrey-Amazons that pull'd up the Inclosures to lie all in Common Gab. Is the enemy i' th' field Nick Upon their march Captain and we your officers But rows'd you up to be in readinesse Gab. You are my Lieutenant you my Ancient and you two my Sergeants and you must know the Commander you serve under to be none of those Letter-carriers that know not so much as the termes of discipline what a Flanker is Nor a Raveling is Nor a Petarre is Nor a Curtain is Nor a Bulwark is Nor a Bastile is Nor a Counterscarp is Nor a Casemate is A Gabion is Nor any left word of fortification How can such fresh-water Captains command All Right noble Colonel He shall be our Colonel Clot. One souldier made up of Sack is worth as many as would drink a fresh water river dry Gab. I knew men of abilities should at last be put in action Valiant men and wise Are only fit for weighty enterprise All O noble Colonel Gab. What would an upstart Militaster now That knew no rudiments of discipline nor Art of warre do in a sudden service or say when I know how to have my Ordnance planted here my Cavalrie mounted here my Battery-discoverer on such a point my Trenches cut thus my Mine carried thus my Gabions rais'd thus Here my Parapet there my Pallisadoe o' th' top of that The enemie made saltable six hundred paces there And I draw out my Musketeers to flank 'em in their Trenches here while my Pikes and Targeteers advance to the breach there What would Captain my Lords man or Sergeant-major my Ladies Kinsman sent in by honourable favour do or say in such an expedition All Braver and braver still Clot. This goes beyond the Blade and the Battoon Gab. Or how would their braines lie in their breeches when the able Captain leads up his men in the Head of a Troop bravely charges with his shot makes a stand with his Pikes does execution with his Sword the Cannon playing the Drum beating the Shot thumping the Ensignes waving the Armes clashing the Aire rending Dust and Smoke clouding Blood raining And then to bring up such a Division to fight make good such a Ground relieve such a Squadron fetch off such a losse r'enforce the Ranks that are broken March on Come off Beat the Bessognes that lie hid in the Carriages O the renowned life of a worthy Commander Nick Sound Drum and Trumpet All A Colonel a Colonel Enter Croswill Rooksbill Mihil Cros. Whither hast thou brought me does thy brother lie speechlesse in this house ha what in the name of tumult can