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A50796	The Spanish gipsie as it was acted (with great applause) at the Privat House in Drury-Lane, and Salisbury Court / written by Thomas Midleton, and William Rowley, Gent.	Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627.; Rowley, William, 1585?-1642?	1653 (1653)	Wing M1986; ESTC R5637	38,482	72

are worth a World of better men For your free noble minde all my best wishes Stay with you I must hence Car. Weare for my sake This Jewell Jo. I 'le not rob you I 'le take nothing Car. Weare it about your neck but one poore Moon If in that time your eye be as 't is now Send my Jewell home agen and I protest I 'le never more thinke on you deny not this Put it about your neck Jo. Well then 't is done Car. And vow to keepe it there Jo. By all the Goodness I wish attend your fortunes I doe vow it Exit Car. Scornd thou hast temper'd poyson to kill me Thy selfe shall drinke since I cannot enjoy thee My revenge shall Enter Diego Die Where are the Gipsies Car. Gon Diego do you love me Die Love thee Juanna Is my life mine it is but mine so long As it shall do thee service Car. There 's a younger Gipsie newly entertain'd Die A handsome rascall what of him Car. That slave in obsceane Language courted me Drew Rialls out and would have bought my body Diego from thee Die Is hee so Itchy I 'le cure him Car. Thou shalt not touch the Villaine I 'le spin his fate Woman strikes sure fall the blow ne're so late Die Strike on sinne thou wilt be a striker Exit Enter Fernando Francisco Pedro and Lewys Fer. See Don Lewys an Army The strongest Army in Spaine to the full length Is stretch'd to pluck old Count Alvarez home From his sad banishment Lew. With longing Eyes My Lord I expect the man your Lordships pardon Some businesse cal's me from you Fer. Prithee Don Lewys Unlesse th' occasion be too violent Stay and be merry with us all the Gipsies Will be here presently Lew. I will attend your Lordship Before their sports be done Exit Fer. Be your own Carver Not yet shake off these fetters I see a Sonne Is heavy when a Father carries him On his old heart Fra. Could I set up my rest That hee were lost or taken prisoner I could hold truce with sorrow but to have him Vanish I know not how gon none knowes whither 'T is that mads mee Pe. You said he sent a Letter Fra. A Letter a meere Riddle he 's gon to see His fortune in the Warres what Warres have wee Suppose we had goes any man toth ' Field Naked unfurnish'd both Armes and Money Fer. Come come he 's gon a Wenching we in our youth Ran the selfe same Byas Enter Diego Die The Gipsies my Lord are come Fer. Are they let them enter Exit Die My Lord De Cortez send for your Wife and Daughter Good company is good Physick take the paines To seate your selves in my great Chamber Exit Enter Alvarez Don John Roderigo Antonio Carlo Eugenia Pretiosa Christiana Sancho and Soto Al. See they are here what 's your number San. The figure of nine casts us all up my Lord Fer. Nine let me see you are ten sure Soto That 's our Poet he stands for a Cipher Fer. Ciphers make numbers what Playes have you Al. Five or six my Lord Fer. It 's well so many already Soto Wee are promist a very merry Tragedy if all hit right of Cobby Nobby Fer. So so a merry Tragedy there is a way which the Italians and the Frenchmen use that is on a word given or some slight Plot The Actors will extempore fashion out Sceanes neate and witty Al. We can do that my Lord please you bestow the Subject Fer. Can you come hither You Master Poet to save you a labour Looke you against your coming I projected This Comick passage your Dramma that 's the Sceane Ro. I I my Lord Fer. I lay in our own Country Spaine Ro. 'T is best so Fer. Here 's a brave part for this old Gipsie look you The Father read the Plot this young shee Gipsie This Lady now the sonne play him your selfe Ro. My Lord I am no Player Fer. Pray at this time The Plot being full to please my noble Friends Because your braines must into theirs put Language Act thou the Sonnes part I 'le reward your paines Ro. Protest my Lord Fer. Nay nay shake off protesting When I was young sir I have plaid my selfe San. Your selfe my Lord you were but a poore Company then Fer. Yes full enough honest fellow will you do it Ro. I 'le venture Fer. I thanke you let this Father be a Don Of a brave spirit old Gipsie observe mee Al. Yes my Lord Fer. Play him up high not like a Pantaloone But hotly nobly checking this his Sonne Whom make a very rake-hell a debosh'd fellow This poynt I thinke will shew well Ro. This of the Picture It will indeed my Lord San. My Lord what part play I Fer. What parts dost use to play San. If your Lordship has ever a Coxcombe I thinke I could fit you Fer. I thanke your Coxcombe-ship Soto Put a Coxcombe upon a Lord Fer. There are parts to serve you all goe goe make ready And call for what you want Exit Al. Give me the Plot our wits are put to triall What 's the Son's Name Lorenzo that 's your part Looke onely you to that these I 'le dispose Old Don Avero mine Hialdo Lollio Two servants you for them San. One of the foolish knaves give me I 'le be Hialdo Soto And I Lollio San. Is there a Banquet in the Play wee may call for what wee will Ro. Yes here is a Banquet San. I 'le goe then and bespeake an ocean of Sweete meates Marmalad and Custards Al. Make hast to know what you must doe San. Doe I call for enough and when my Belly is full fill my Pockets Soto To a Banquet there must be Wine Fortunes a scurvy Whore if shee makes not my head sound like a Rattle and my Heels dance the Canaries Al. So so dispatch whil'st me employ our braines To set things off toth ' Life Exit Ro. I 'le be streight with you Why does my Father put this trick on mee Spies hee mee through my Vizard if hee does He 's not the King of Spaine and 't is no Treason If his invention Jet upon a Stage Why should not I use action a debosh'd fellow A very rake-hell this reflects on mee And I 'le retort it grown a Poet Father No matter in what straine your Play must runne But I shall fit you for a roring Sonne Exit Florish Enter Francisco Pedro Fernando Diego Maria and Clara Fer. Come Ladies take your places this their Musick 'T is very handsome oh I wish this Roome Were frighted but with noble friends As are to you my welcomes begin there masters Florish within San. Presently my Lord wee want but a cold Capon for a property Fer. Call call for one now they begin Enter Sancho the Prologue San. Both short and sweete some say is best Wee will not onely be sweete but short Take you Pepper in the Nose you mar our sport Fer. By no meanes Pepper San. Of your Love measure

thou wert damn'd Al. Sir I am resolute Lew. Resolve me then whether the Count Alvarez Who slew my Father be alive or dead Al. Is this the mighty matter the Count lives Lew. How Al. The Count lives Lew. Oh fate I now tell mee where And be my better genius Al. I can do 't In Spaine a lives more not far from Madrill But in disguise much alter'd Lew. Wonderfull Scholler Miracle of Artists Alvarez living And neere Madrill too now for Heavens sake where That 's all and I am thine Al. Walke off my Lord To the next Field you shall know all Lew. Apace then I listen to thee With a greedy Eare the Miserable and the Fortunate Ex. at one dore Enter presently at the other Are alike in this they cannot change their Fate Al. Good good you would faine kill him and revenge Your Fathers Death Lew. I would Al. Bravely or securely Lew. Not basely for the World Al. Wee are secure Two Swords Young Lewys two more trusty blades then these Spaine has not in her Army with this Alvarez slew thy Father and this other Was that the King of France wore when great Charles In a set Battaile took him Prisoner Both I resigne to thee Lew. This is a new Mistery Al. Now see this naked bosome turns the poynts Of either on this Bulwarke if thou covet'st Out of a sprightly youth and manly thirst Of vengeance blood if blood be thy ambition Then call to minde the fatall blow that struck De Castor thy brave Father to his Grave Remember who it was that gave that blow His enemy Alvarez heare and be suddaine Behold Alvarez Lew. Death I am deluded Al. Thou art incredulous as Fate is certaine I am the man Lew. Thou that Butcher Al. Tremble not young man trust me I have wept Religiously to wash off from my Conscience The staine of my offence twelve yeares and more Like to a restlesse Pilgrime I have runne From foraigne Lands to Lands to finde out Death I am weary of my Life give mee a Sword That thou may'st know with what a perfect zeale I honour old De Castors memory I 'le fight with thee I would not have thy hand Dip'd in a wilfull Murder I could wish For one howers space I could pluck back from Time But thirty of my yeares that in my fall Thou mightst deserve report now if thou Conquerst Thou canst not triumph I am halfe dead already Yet I 'le not start a foote Lew. Breathes there a spirit In such a heape of rage Al. Oh! that I had A Sonne of equall growth with thee to tug For Reputation by thy Fathers ashes I would not kill thee for an other Spaine Yet now I 'le do my best thou art amaz'd Come on Lew. Twelve tedious Winters banishment 'T was a long time Al. Could they redeeme thy Father Would every Age had beene twelve Ages Lewys And I for Pennance every Age a dying But 't is too late to wish Lew. I am o'recome Your noblenesse hath conquer'd mee here ends All strife betweene our Families and henceforth Acknowledge mee for yours Al. Oh! thou reviv'st Fresh horrours to my Fact for in thy gentlenesse I see my sinne anew Lew. Our peace is made Your Life shall be my care 't will be glad newes To all our noble friends Al. Since Heaven will have it so I thanke thee glorious Majesty my Sonne For I will call thee e're the next morrow Salute the World thou shalt know stranger mysteries Lew. I have enough to feede on sir I 'le follow yee Exit Enter Eugenia Fernando and Pretiosa Fer. Don John Sonne to the Count of Carcomo Woman take heede thou trifle not Eu. Is this My Lord so strange Fer. Beauty in Youth and Wit To set it forth I see transformes the best Into what shape Love fancies Pre. Will you yet Give me my Husbands Life Fer. Why little one hee is not Married to thee Pre. In his Faith He is and faith and troath I hope binde faster Then any other Ceremonies can Doe they not pray my Lord Fer. Yes where the Parties Pledg'd are not too unequall in degree As hee and thou art Pre. This is new Divinity Eu. My Lord behold this Childe well in her Face You may observe by curious insight something More then belongs to every common birth Fer. True 't is a pretty Child Eu. The Glasse of misery Is after many a change of desperate fortune At length runne out you had a Daughter Call'd Constanza Fer. Ha! Eu. A Sister Guyamara Wife to the Count Alvarez Fer. Peace oh peace Eu. And to that Sisters charge you did commit Your Infant Daughter in whose birth your Wife Her Mother dy'd Fer. Woman thou art too cruell Pre. What d' ee meane Granam Lass the noble man Growes angry Fer. Not I indeed I doe not But why d' ee use mee thus Eu. Your Child and Sister As you suppos'd were drown'd Fer. Drown'd talking Creature Suppos'd Eu. They live Fernando from my hand Thy Sisters hand receive thine owne Constanza The sweetest best Child living Pre. Doe you mock me Fer. Torment me on yet more more yet and spare not My heart is now a breaking now Eu. Oh Brother Am I so farre removed off from your Memory As that you will not know mee I expected An other welcome home looke on this Casket A Casket The Legacy your Lady left her Daughter When to her Sonne shee gave her Crucifix Fer. Right right I know yee now Eu. In all my sorrowes My comfort has been here shee should be Be yours Constanza kneele sweete Childe To thy old Father Pre. How my Father Fer. Let not Extremity of joyes ravish Life from mee Too soone Heaven I beseech thee thou art my Sister My Sister Guyamara how have mine Eyes Been darkened all this while 't is shee Eu. 'T is Brother And this Constanza now no more a stranger No Pretiosa henceforth Fer. My soules treasure Live to an Age of goodnesse and so thrive In all thy wayes that thou mayst die to live Pre. But must I call you Father Fer. Thou wilt rob mee else Of that felicity for whose sake onely I am ambitious of being young againe Rise rise mine own Constanza Pre. 'T is a new name But 't is a pretty one I may be bold To make a suite t' ee Fer. Any thing Pre. Oh Father And if you be my Father thinke upon Don John my Husband without him alas I can be nothing Fer. As I without thee Let me alone Constanza tell mee tell mee Lives yet Alvarez Eu. In your house Fer. Enough Cloy mee not let me by degrees disgest My joyes within my Lords Francisco Pedro Enter Francisco Pedro Maria Roderigo Clara Come all at once I have a World within mee I am not mortall sure I am not mortall My honorable Lord partake my blessings Count Alvarez lives here in my house Your Sonne my Lord Francisco Don John Is the condemn'd man falsely accus'd of theft This my Lord Pedro is my Sister Guyamare Madam this Constanza mine owne Child And I am a wondrous merry Man Without the Prisoner Enter Alvarez Lewys Don John Diego Sancho Soto and Cardocha Lew. Here free and acquited By her whose folly drew her to this errour And shee for satisfaction is assur'd To my wrong'd friend Car. I crave your pardons Hee whose I am speakes for mee Die Wee both beg it Fer. Excellent Admirable my deare Brother Al. Never a happy man till now young Lewys And I are reconcil'd Lew. For ever faithfully religiously Omnes My noble Lord most welcome Al. To all my heart payes what it owes due thanks Most most brave youth to thee Jo. I all this while Stand but a looker on and tho my Father May justly tax the violence of my Passions Yet if this Lady Lady of my life Must be deny'd let mee be as I was And die betimes Pre. You promis'd mee Fer. I did My Lord of Carcomo you see their hearts Are joyn'd already so let our consents To this wish'd Marriage Fra. I forgive thine errors Give mee thy hand Fer. Me thine but wilt thou love My Daughter my Constanza Jo. As my bliss Pre. I thee as Life Youth Beauty any thing That makes life comfortable Fer. Live together one ever one Omnes And Heaven Crown your happinesse Ped. Now sir how like you a Prison San. As Gallants doe a Taverne being stop'd for a Reckoning scurvily Soto Though you Cag'd us up never so close wee Sung like Cuckoes Fer. Well well you be your selfe now San. My selfe am I out of my Wits Soto Fer. Here now are none but honourable Friends Will you to give a farwell to the life You ha led as Gipsies these being now found none But noble in their Births alterd in Fortunes Give it a merry shaking by the hand And cry adue to folly San. Wee 'l shake our Hands and our Heeles if you 'l give us leave Dance Fer. On Brides and Bride-Groomes to your Spanish Feasts Invite with bent Knees all these Noble Guests FINIS