appetite Which every creature in his stomach feels Oh leave leave yet at last thus to torment me Three several Sallads have I sacrific'd Bedew'd with precious oil and vinegar Already to appease thy greedy wrath Boy Boy Sir Laza. Will the Count speak with me Boy One of his Gentlemen is gone to inform him of your coming Sir Laza. There is no way left for me to compass the Fish-head but by being presently made known to the Duke Boy That will be hard Sir Laza. When I have tasted of this sacred dish Then shall my bones rest in my Fathers tomb In peace then shall I dye most willingly And as a dish be serv'd to satisfie Deaths hunger and I will be buried thus My Bier shall be a charger born by four The Cossin where I lye a powd'ring-tub Bestrew'd with Lettice and cool Sallad herbs My Winding-sheet of Tansies the black Guard Shall be my solemn Mourners and instead Of ceremonies wholsom burial Prayers A printed dirge in rhyme shall bury me Instead of tears let them pour Capon sauce upon my hâ—arse And salt instead of dust Manchets for stones for other glorious shields Give me a Voider and above my Hearse For a Trutch sword my naked knife stuck up The Count discovers himself Boy Master the Count 's here Laza. Where my Lord I do beseech you Count. Y' are very welcome Sir I pray you stand up you shall dine with me Laza. I do beseech your Lordship by the love I still have born to your honourable house Count. Sir what need all this you shall dine with me I pray rise Laza. Perhaps your Lordship takes me for one of these same fellows that do as it were respect victuals Count. Oh Sir by no means Laza. Your Lordship has often promised that whensoever I should affect greatness your own hand should help to raise me Count. And so much still assure your self of Laza. And though I must confess I have ever shun'd popularity by the example of others yet I do now feel my self a little ambitious your Lordship is great and though young yet a Privy Counsellor Count. I pray you Sir leap into the matter what would You have me do for you Laza. I would intreat your Lordship to make me known to the Duke Count. When Sir Laza. Suddainly my Lord I would have you present me unto him this morning Count. It shall be done but for what virtues would you have him take notice of you Laza. Your Lordship shall know that presently Count. 'T is pity of this fellow he is of good wit and sufficient understanding when he is not troubled with this greedy worm Laza. 'Faith you may intreat him to take notice of me for any thing for being an excellent Farrier for playing well at Span-counter or sticking knives in walls for being impudent or for nothing why may not I be a Favorite on the suddain I see nothing against it Count. Not so Sir I know you have not the face to be a Favourite on the suddain Laz. Why then you shall present me as a Gentleman well qualified or one extraordinary seen in divers strange mysteries Count. In what Sir as how Laz. Marry as thus Enter Intelligencer Count. Yonder 's my old Spirit that hath haunted me daily ever since I was a privy Counsellor I must be rid of him I pray you stay there I am a little busie I will speak with you presently Laza. You shall bring me in and after a little other talk taking me by the hand you shall utter these words to the Duke May it please your grace to take note of a Gentleman well read deeply learned and throughly grounded in the hidden knowledge of all Sallads and Pot-herbs whatsoever Count. 'T will be rare if you will walk before Sir I will overtake you instantly Laza. Your Lordships ever Count. This fellow is a kind of an informer one that lives in Alehouses and Taverns and because he perceives some worthy men in this Land with much labour and great expence to have discovered things dangerously hanging over the State he thinks to discover as much out of the talk of drunkards in Tap-houses he brings me informations pick'd out of broken words in mens common talk which with his malicious mis-application he hopes will seem dangerous he doth besides bring me the names of all the young Gentlemen in the City that use Ordinaries or Taverns talking to my thinking only as the freedom of their youth teach them without any further ends for dangerous and seditious spirits he is besides an arrant whoremaster as any is in Milan of a Lay-man I will not meddle with the Clergy he is parcel Lawyer and in my conscience much of their religion I must put upon him some piece of service come hither Sir what have you to do with me Int. Little my Lord I only come to know how your Lordship would employ me Count. Observed you that Gentleman that parted from me but now Int. I saw him now my Lord. Count. I was sending for you I have talked with this man and I do find him dangerous Int. Is your Lordship in good earnest Count. Hark you Sir there may perhaps be some within ear-shots He whispers with him Enter Lazarello and his Boy Laz. Sirrah will you venture your life the Duke hath sent the Fish-head to my Lord Boy Sir if he have not kill me do what you will with me Laz. How uncertain is the state of all mortal things I have these crosses from my Cradle from my very Cradle insomuch that I do begin to grow desperate Fortune I do despise thee do thy worst yet when I do better gather my self together I do find it is rather the part of a wise man to prevent the storms of Fortune by stirring than to suffer them by standing still to pour themselves upon his naked body I will about it Count. Who 's within there Enter a Servingman Let this Gentleman out at the back door forget not my instructions if you find any thing dangerous trouble not your self to find out me but carry your informations to the Lord Lucio he is a man grave and well experienced in these businesses Int. Your Lordships Servant Exit Intelligencer and Servingman Count. Your Lordships servant Laz. Will it please your Lordship to walk Count. Sir I was coming I will overtake you Laz. I will attend you over against the Lord Gonderinoes house Count. You shall not attend there long Laz. Thither must I to see my Loves face the chaste Virgin head Of a dear Fish yet pure and undeflowred Not known of man no rough bred countrey hand Hath once toucht thee no Pandars withered paw Nor an un-napkin'd Lawyers greasie fist Hath once slubbered thee no Ladies supple hand Wash'd o'er with Urine hath yet seiz'd on thee With her two nimble talents no Court hand Whom his own natural filth or change of air Hath bedeck'd with scabs hath marr'd thy whiter grace Oh let it be thought lawful then
publick place Injure a Princess and a scandal lay Upon my fortunes sam'd to be so great Calling a great part of my dowry in question Phi. Madam this truth which I shall speak will be Foolish but for your fair and vertuous self I could afford my self to have no right To any thing you wish'd Are. Philaster know I must enjoy these Kingdoms Phi. Madam both Are. Both or I die by Fate I die Philaster If I not calmly may enjoy them both Phi. I would do much to save that Noble life Yet would be loth to have posterity Find in our stories that Philaster gave His right unto a Scepter and a Crown To save a Ladies longing Are. Nay then hear I must and will have them and more Phi. What more Are. Or lose that little life the gods prepared To trouble this poor piece of earth withall Phi. Madam what more Are. Turn then away thy face Phi. No. Are. Do. Phi. I cannot endure it turn away my face I never yet saw enemy that lookt So dreadful but that I thought my self As great a Basilisk as he or spake So horribly but that I thought my tongue Bore Thunder underneath as much as his Nor beast that I could turn from shall I then Begin to fear sweet sounds a Ladies voice Whom I do love Say you would have my life Why I will give it you for it is of me A thing so loath'd and unto you that ask Of so poor use that I shall make no price If you intreat I will unmov'dly hear Are. Yet for my sake a little bend thy looks Phi. I do Are. Then know I must have them and thee Phi. And me Are. Thy love without which all the Land Discovered yet will serve me for no use But to be buried in Phi. Is' t possible Are. With it it were too little to bestow On thee Now though thy breath doth strike me dead Which know it may I have unript my breast Phi. Madam you are too full of noble thoughts To lay a train for this contemned life Which you may have for asking to suspect Were base where I deserve no ill love you By all my hopes I do above my life But how this passion should proceed from you So violently would amaze a man that would be jealous Are. Another soul into my body shot Could not have fill'd me with more strength and spirit Than this thy breath but spend not hasty time In seeking how I came thus 't is the gods The gods that make me so and sure our love Will be the nobler and the better blest In that the secret justice of the gods Is mingled with it Let us leave and kiss Lest some unwelcome guest should fall betwixt us And we should part without it Phi. 'T will be ill I should abide here long Are. 'T is true and worse You should come often How shall we devise To hold intelligence That our true lovers On any new occasion may agree what path is best to tread Phi. I have a boy sent by the gods I hope to this intent Not yet seen in the Court hunting the Buck I found him sitting by a Fountain side Of which he borrow'd some to quench his thirst And paid the Nymph again as much in tears A Garland lay him by made by himself Of many several flowers bred in the bay Stuck in that mystick order that the rareness Delighted me but ever when he turned His tender eyes upon 'um he would weep As if he meant to make 'um grow again Seeing such pretty helpless innocence Dwell in his face I ask'd him all his story He told me that his Parents gentle dyed Leaving him to the mercy of the fields Which gave him roots and of the Crystal springs Which did not stop their courses and the Sun Which still he thank'd him yielded him his light Then took he up his Garland and did shew What every flower as Country people hold Did signifie and how all ordered thus Exprest his grief and to my thoughts did read The prettiest lecture of his Country Art That could be wisht so that me thought I could Have studied it I gladly entertain'd him Who was glad to follow and have got The trustlest loving'st and the gentlest boy That ever Master kept Him will I send To wait on you and bear our hidden love Enter Lady Are. 'T is well no more La. Madam the Prince is come to do his service Are. What will you do Philaster with your self Phi. Why that which all the gods have appointed out for me Are. Dear hide thy self Bring in the Prince Phi. Hide me from Pharamond When Thunder speaks which is the voice of Jove Though I do reverence yet I hide me not And shall a stranger Prince have leave to brag Unto a forreign Nation that he made Philaster hide himself Are. He cannot know it Phi. Though it should sleep for ever to the world It is a simple sin to hide my self Which will for ever on my conscience lie Are. Then good Philaster give him scope and way In what he saies for he is apt to speak What you are loth to hear for my sake do Phi. I will Enter Pharamond Pha. My Princely Mistress as true lovers ought I come to kiss these fair hands and to shew In outward Ceremonies the dear love Writ in my heart Phi. If I shall have an answer no directlier I am gone Pha. To what would he have an answer Are. To his claim unto the Kingdom Pha. Sirrah I forbear you before the King Phi. Good Sir do so still I would not talk with you Pha. But now the time is fitter do but offer To make mention of right to any Kingdom Though it be scarce habitable Phi. Good Sir let me go Pha. And by my sword Phi. Peace Pharamond if thou Are. Leave us Philaster Phi. I have done Pha. You are gone by heaven I 'le fetch you back Phi. You shall not need Pha. What now Phi. Know Pharamond I loath to brawl with such a blast as thou Who art nought but a valiant voice But if Thou shalt provoke me further men shall say Thou wert and not lament it Pha. Do you slight My greatness so and in the Chamber of the Princess Phi. It is a place to which I must confess I owe a reverence but wer't the Church I at the Altar there 's no place so safe Where thou dar'st injure me but I dare kill thee And for your greatness know Sir I can grasp You and your greatness thus thus into nothing Give not a word not a word back Farewell Exit Phi. Pha. 'T is an odd fellow Madam we must stop His mouth with some Office when we are married Are. You were best make him your Controuler Pha. I think he would discharge it well But Madam I hope our hearts are knit and yet so slow The Ceremonies of State are that 't will be long Before our hands be so If then you please Being agreed in heart let
Your grace hath made me young again and wanton Ant. She must be known and suddenly Do ye know her to Minippus Gent. Char. No believe Sir Ant. Did you observe her Timon Tim. I look'd on her But what she is Ant. I must have that found Come in and take your leave Tim. And some few Prayers along Dem. I know my duty Exit Ant. You shall be half my Father Leo. All your Servant Come Gentlemen you are resolv'd I am sure To see these wars 1 Gent. We dare not leave his fortunes Though most assur'd death hung round about us Leo That bargain 's yet to make Be not too hasty when ye face the Enemie Nor too ambitious to get honour instantly But charge within your bounds and keep close bodies And you shall see what sport we 'l make these mad-caps You shall have game enough I warrant ye Every mans Coâ—k shall fight Dem. I must go see Sir Brave Sir as soon as I have taken leave He meet you in the park Dâ—aw the men thither Wait you upon Leontius Geâ— We 'l attend Sir Leo. But I beseech your Grace with speed the sooner We are i' th' field Dem. You could not please me better Exit Leo. You never saw the wars yet Gent. Not yet Colonel Leo These foolish Mistresses do so hang about ye So whimper and so hug I know it Gentlemen And so intice ye now ye are i' th' bud And that sweet tilting war with eyes and kisses Th' alarms of soft vows and sighs and fiddle faddles Spoils all our trade you must forget these knick knacks A woman at some time of year I grant ye She is necessarie but make no business of her How now Lieutenant Enter Lieutenant Lieu Oh Sir as ill as ever We shall have wars they say they are mustring yonder Would we were at it once fie how it plagues me Leo. Here 's one has served now under Captain Cupid And crackt a Pike in 's youth you see what 's come oâ—â—â— Lieu. No my disease will never prove so honourablâ— Leo. Why sure thou hast the best pox Lieu. If I have 'em I am sure I got 'em in the best company They are pox of thirty Coats Leo. Thou hast mewed 'em finely Here 's a strange fellow now and a brave fellow If we may say so of a pocky fellow Which I believe we may this poor Lieutenant Whether he have the scratches or the scabs Or what a Devil it be I 'le say this for him There fights no braver souldier under Sun Gentlemâ—n Show him an Enemie his pain 's forgot straight And where other men by beds and bathes have ease And easie rules of Physick set him in a danger A danger that 's a fearfull one indeed Ye rock him and he will so play about ye Let it be ten to one he ne'er comes off again Ye have his heart and then he works it bravely And throughly bravely not a pang remembred I have seen him do such things belief would shrink at Gent. 'T is strange he should do all this and diseas'd so Leo. I am sure 't is true Lieutenant canst thou drink well Lieu. Would I were drunk dog-drunk I might not feel this Gent. I would take Physick Lieu. But I would know my disease first Leon. Why it may be the Colique canst thou blow backward Lieu. There 's never a bag-pipe in the Kingdom better Gent. Is' t not a pleuresie Lieu. 'T is any thing That has the Devil and death in 't will ye march Gentlemen The Prince has taken leave Leo. How know ye that Lieu. I saw him leave the Court dispatch his followers And met him after in a by street I think He has some wench or such a toy to lick over Before he go would I had such another To draw this foolish pain down Leo. Let 's away Gentlemen For sure the Prince will stay on us Gent. We 'l attend Sir Exeunt SCENA II. Enter Demetrius and Celia Cel. Must ye needs go Dem. Or stay with all dishonour Cel. Are there not men enough to fight Dem. Fie Celia This ill becomes the noble love you bear me Would you have your love a coward Cel. No believe Sir I would have him fight but not so far off from me Dem. Wouldst have it thus or thus Cel. If that be fighting Dem. Ye wanton fool when I come home again I 'le fight with thee at thine own weapon Celia And conquer thee too Cel. That you have done already You need no other Arms to me but these Sir But will you fight your self Sir Dem. Thus deep in bloud wench And through the thickest ranks of Pikes Cel. Spur bravely Your firie Courser beat the troops before ye And cramb the mouth of death with executions Dem. I would do more than these But prethee tell me Tell me my fair where got'st thou this male Spirit I wonder at thy mind Cel. Were I a man then You would wonder more Dem. Sure thou wouldst prove a Souldier And some great Leader Cel. Sure I should do somewhat And the first thing I did I should grow envious Extreamly envious of your youth and honour Dem. And fight against me Cel. Ten to one I should do it Dem. Thou wouldst not hurt me Cel. In this mind I am in I think I should be hardly brought to strike ye Unless 't were thus but in my mans mind Dem. What Cel. I should be friends with you too Now I think better Dem. Ye are a tall Souldier Here take these and these This gold to furnish ye and keep this bracelet Why do you weep now You a masculine Spirit Cel. No I confess I am a fool a woman And ever when I part with you Dem. You shall not These tears are like prodigious signs my sweet one I shall come back loaden with fame to honour thee Cel. I hope you shall But then my dear Demetrius When you stand Conquerour and at your mercy All people bow and all things wait your sentence Say then your eye surveying all your conquest â—inds out a beautie even in sorrow excellent A constant face that in the midst of ruine With a forc'd smile both scorns at fate and fortune Say you find such a one so nobly fortified And in her figure all the sweets of nature Dem. Prethee No more of this I cannot find her Cel. That shews as far beyond my wither'd beauty And will run mad to love ye too Dem. Do you fear me And do you think besides this face this beauty This heart where all my hopes are lock'd Cel. I dare not No sure I think ye honest wondrous honest Pray do not frown I 'le swear ye are Dem. Ye may choose Cel. But how long will ye be away Dem. I know not Cel. I know you are angry now pray look upon me â—e ask no more such questions Dem. The Drums beat I can no longer stay Cel. They do but call yet How fain you would leave my Company Dem. I wou'd not Unless
that face Sure I have seen 't before not long since neither Ant. She sees me now O Heaven a most rare creature Cel. Yes 't is the same I will take no notice of ye But if I do not sit ye let me fry for 't Is all this Cackling for your egg they are fair ones Excellent rich no doubt too and may stumble A good staid mind but I can go thus by 'em My honest friend do you set off these Jewels Ant. Set 'em off Lady Cel. I mean sell 'em here Sir Ant. She 's very quick for sale they are not meant sure Cel. For sanctity I think much less good even Sir Ant. Nay noble Lady stay 't is you must wear 'em Never look strange they are worthy your best beauty Cel. Did you speak to me Ant. To you or to none living To you they are sent to you they are sacrificed Cel. I 'le never look a Horse i' th' mouth that 's given I thank ye Sir I 'le send one to reward ye Ant. Do you never ask who sent ' em Cel. Never I Nor never care if it be an honest end That end 's the full reward and thanks but slubber it If it be ill I will not urge the acquaintance Ant. This has a soul indeed pray let me tell ye Cel. I care not if ye do so you do it hansomly And not stand picking of your words Ant. The King sent ' em Cel. Away away thou art some foolish fellow And now I think thou hast stole 'em too the King sent ' em Alas good man wouldst thou make me believe He has nothing to do with things of these worths But want only to sting ' em he 's an old man A good old man they say too I dare swear Full many a year ago he left these gambols Here take your trinkets Ant. Sure I do not lye Lady Cel. I know thou lyest extreamly damnably Thou hast a lying face Ant. I was never thus tatled Cel. But say I should believe why are these sent me And why art thou the Messenger who art thou Ant. Lady look on 'em wisely and then consider Who can send such as these but a King only And to what beauty can they be oblations But only yours for me that am the carrier 'T is only sit you know I am his servant And have fulfil'd his will Cel. You are short and pithy What must my beauty do for these Ant. Sweet Lady You cannot be so hard of understanding When a King's favour shines upon ye gloriously And speaks his love in these Cel. O then love's the matter Sir reverence love now I begin to feel ye And I should be the Kings Whore a brave title And go as glorious as the Sun O brave still The chief Commandress of his Concubines Hurried from place to place to meet his pleasures Ant. A devilish subtil wench but a rare spirit Cel. And when the good old spunge had suckt my youth dry And left some of his Royal aches in my bones When time shall tell me I have plough'd my life up And cast long surrows in my face to link me Ant. You must not think so Lady Cel. Then can these Sir These precious things the price of youth and beauty This shop here of sin-offerings set me off again Can it restore me chaste young innocent Purge me to what I was add to my memory An honest and a noble same The Kings device The sin 's as universal as the Sun is And lights an everlasting Torch to shame me Aâ—t Do you hold so sleight account of a great Kings favour That all knees bow to purchase Cel. Prethee peace If thou knewst how ill savouredly thy tale becomes thee And what ill root it takes Aâ—t You will be wiser Cel. Could the King find no shape to shift his pander into But reverend Age and one so like himself too Aâ—t She has found me out Cel Cozen the world with gravity Prethee resolve me one thing do's the King love thee Aâ—â— I think he do's Ceâ— It seems so by thy Office He loves thy use and when that 's ended hates thee Thou seemest to me a Souldier Ant. Yes I am one Cel. And hast sought for thy Country Aâ—t Many a time Cel. May be commanded too Ant. I have done Lady Cel. O wretched man below the state of pity Canst thou forget thou weâ—t begot in honour A fâ—â—e Companion for a King a Souldier Whose Nobleness dare feel no want but Enemies Canst thou forget this and decline so wretchedly To eat the Bread of Bawdry of base Bawdry Feed on the scum of Sin sling thy Sword from thee Dishonour to the noble name that nursed thee Go beg diseases let them be thy Armours Thy fights the flames of Lust and their soul issues Ant. Why then I am a King and mine own Speaker Cel. And I as free as you mine own Disposer There take your Jewels let them give them lustres That have dark Lives and Souls wear 'em your self Sir You 'l seem a Devil else Ant. I command ye stay Cel. Be just I am commanded Ant. I will not wrong ye Cel. Then thus low falls my duty Ant. Can ye love me Say I and all I have Cel. I cannot love ye Without the breach of faith I cannot hear ye Ye hang â—pon my love like frosts on Lilies I can dye but I cannot love you are answer'd Exâ— Ant. I â—ust find apter means I love her truly Exâ— SCENE II. Enter Demetr Leon. Lieu. Gent. Sould. and Host Dem. Hither do you say she is come Host Yes Sir I am sure on 't For whilest I waited upon ye putting my Wife in trust I know not by what means but the King found her And hither she was brought how or to what end Dem. My Father found her Host So my Wife informs me Dem. Leontius pray draw off the Souldiers I would a while be private Leon. Fall off Gentlemen The Prince would be alone Ex. Leo. and Soul Dem. Is he so cunning There is some trick in this and you must know it And be an agent too which if it prove so Host Pull me to pieces Sir Dem. My Father sound her My Father brought her hither went she willingly Host My Wife sayes full of doubts Dem. I cannot blame her No more there 's no trust no faith in mankind Enter Antigonus Menippus Leontius and Souldiers Ant. Keep her up close he must not come to see her You are welcome nobly now welcome home Gentlemen You have done a courteous service on the Enemy Has tyed his Faith for ever you shall find it Ye are not now in 's debt Son still your sad looks Leontius what 's the matter Leo. Truth Sir I know not We have been merry since we went Lieu. I feel it Ant. Come what 's the matter now do you want mony Sure he has heard o' th' wench Dem. Is that a want Sir I would fain speak to your Grace Ant. You may do freely Dem. And
ready to do good to all Come near Peri. I dare not Clor. Satyr see Who it is that calls on me Sat. There at hand some Swain doth stand Stretching out a bloudy hand Peri. Come Clorin bring thy holy waters clear To wash my hand Clo. What wonders have been here Tonight stretch forth thy hand young Swain Wâ—â—â— and rub it whilest I rain Holy water Peri. Still you pour But my hand will never scower Cor. Satyr bring him to the Bower We will try the Soveraign power Of other waters Satyr Mortal sure 'T is the Blood of Maiden pure That stains thee so The Satyr leadeth him to the Bower where he spieth Amoret and kneeling down she knoweth him Peri. What e're thou be Be'st thou her spright or some divinitie That in her shape thinks good to walk this grove Pardon poor Ferigot Amor. I am thy love Thy Amoret for evermore thy love Strike once more on my naked breast I 'le prove As constant still O couldst thou love me yet How soon should I my former griefs forget Peri. So over-great with joy that you live now I am that no desire of knowing how Doth seize me hast thou still power to forgive Amo. Whilest thou hast power to love or I to live More welcome now than hadst thou never gone Astray from me Peri. And when thou lov'st alone And not I death or some lingring pain That 's worse light on me Clor. Now your stain This perhaps will cleanse again See the blood that erst did stay With the water drops away Aâ—â— the powers again are pleas'd Aâ—â— with this new knot appeas'd 〈◊〉 your hands and rise together 〈◊〉 blest that brought you hither Enter Priest and Old Shephered Clor. Go back again what ere thou art unless Sâ—â—eth Maiden thoughts possess thee do not press â—â—is hallowed ground Go Satyr take his hand And give him present trial Satyr Mortal stand â—â—l by fire I have made known Whether thou be such a one That mayst freely tread this place Hold thy hand up never was More untainted flesh than this â—â—rest he is full of bliss Clor. Then boldly speak why dost thou seek this place Priest First honour'd Virgin to behold thy face Where all good dwells that is Next for to try The truth of late report was given to me Those Shepherds that have met with foul mischance Through much neglect and more ill governance Whether the wounds they have may yet endure The open Air or stay a longer cure And lastly what the doom may be shall light Upon those guilty wretches through whose spight Aâ— this confusion fell For to this place Tâ—ou holy Maiden have I brought the race Of these offenders who have freely told Both why and by what means they gave this bold Attempt upon their lives Clor. Fume all the ground And sprinkle holy water for unsound And foul infection 'gins to fill the Air It gathers yet more strongly take a pair Of Censors fill'd with Frankincense and Mirrh Together with cold Camphyre quickly stir Thee gentle Satyr for the place begins To sweat and labour with the abhorred sins Of those offenders let them not come nigh For full of itching flame and leprosie Their very souls are that the ground goes back And shrinks to feel the sullen weight of black And so unheard of venome hie thee fast Thou holy man and banish from the chast These manlike monsters let them never more Be known upon these downs but long before The next Suns rising put them from the sight And memory of every honest wight Be quick in expedition lest the sores Of these weak Patients break into new gores Ex. Priest Per. My dear dear Amoret how happy are Those blessed pairs in whom a little jar Hath bred an everlasting love too strong For time or steel or envy to do wrong How do you feel your hurts Alas poor heart How much I was abus'd give me the smart For it is justly mine Amo. I do believe It is enough dear friend leave off to grieve And let us once more in despight of ill Give hands and hearts again Per. With better will Than e're I went to find in hottest day Cool Crystal of the Fountain to allay My eager thirst may this band never break Hear us O Heaven Amo. Be constant Per. Else Pan wreak With bouble vengeance my disloyalty Let me not dare to know the company Of men or any more behold those eyes Amo. Thus Shepherd with a kiss all envy dyes Enter Priest Priest Bright Maid I have perform'd your will the Swain In whom such heat and black rebellions 〈◊〉 gn Hath undergone your sentence and disgrace Only the Maid I have reserv'd whose face Shews much amendment many a tear doth fall In sorrow of her fault great fair recal Your heavy doom in hope of better daies Which I dare promise once again upraise Her heavy Spirit that near drowned lyes In self comsuming care that never dyes Clor. I am content to pardon call her in The Air grows cool again and doth begin To purge it self how bright the day doth show After this stormy Cloud go Satyr go And with this Taper boldly try her hand If she be pure and good and firmly stand To be so still we have perform'd a work Worthy the Gods themselves Satyr brings Amaryllis in Satyr Come forward Maiden do not lurk Nor hide your face with grief and shame Now or never get a name That may raise thee and recure All thy life that was impure Hold your hand unto the flame If thou beest a perfect dame Or hast truely vow'd to mend This pale fire will be thy friend See the Taper hurts her not Go thy wayes let never spot Henceforth seize upon thy blood Thank the Gods and still be good Cor. Young Shepherdess now ye are brought again To Virgin state be so and so remain To thy last day unless the faithful love Of some good Shepherd force thee to remove Than labour to be true to him and live As such a one that ever strives to give A bâ—â—â—â—â—d memory to after time 〈◊〉 famous for your good not for your crime 〈◊〉 holy man I offer up again 〈◊〉 patients full of health and free from pain â—â—â—p tâ—â—m f om after ills be ever near 〈…〉 actions teach them how to clear 〈…〉 â—ous way they pass through from suspect 〈…〉 from wrongâ—ng others or neglect Of 〈◊〉 in themselves correct the bloud With thirsty bâ—ts and labour let the floud Oâ— the next neigâ—bouring spring give remedy To gâ—â—â—ly thriâ—â— and travel not the tree That â—angs with wanton clusters let let not wine Unless in sacrifice or â—ites divine Be ever known of Sâ—â—pâ—â—d have a care Thou man of holy life Now do not spare Their faults through much remissness nor forget To cherish him wâ—ose many pains and swet Hath giv'n increase and added to the downs Sort all your Shepherds from the laâ—y clowns That fâ—â—d it H seâ—s in the budded Brooms Teach the young
death indeed Pen. It shall be sharp Sir Petill. Why Mithridates was an arrant asse To dye by poison if all Bosphorus Could lend him Swords your Sword must do the deed 'T is shame to dye choak'd fame to dye and bleed Pen. Thou hast confirmed me and my good Petillius Tell me no more I may live Petill. 'T was my Commission But now I see ye in a nobler way A way to make all even Pen. Fare-well Captain Be a good man and fight well be obedient Command thy self and then thy men Why shakest thou Petill. I do not Sir Pen. I would thou hadst Petillius I would find something to forsake the world with Worthy the man that dies a kind of earth-quake Through all stern valors but mine own Petill. I feel now A kind of trembling in me Pen. Keep it still As thou lov'st virtue keep it Petill. And brave Captain The graet and honoured Penyus Pen. That again O how it heightens me again Petillius Petill. Most excellent Commander Pen. Those were mine Mine only mine Petill. They are still Pen. Then to keep 'em For ever falling more have at ye heavens Ye everlasting powers I am yours The work 's done Kills himself That neither fire nor age nor melting envy Shall ever conquer Carry my last words To the great General kiss his hands and say My soul I give to heaven my fault to justice Which I have done upon my self my virtue If ever there was any in Poor Penyus Made more and happier light on him I faint And where there is a foe I wish him fortune I dye lye lightly on my ashes gentle earth Petill. And on my sin Farewell great Penyus Noise within The souldier is in fury Now I am glad 'T is done before he comes This way for me The way of toile for thee the way of honor Exit Enter Drusus and Regulus with Souldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. What will ye do Reg. Good soldiers honest soldiers Sould. Kill him kill him kill him Dru. Kill us first we command too Reg. Valiant Soldiers Consider but whose life ye seek O Drusus Bid him be gone he dies else Shall Rome say Ye most approved Souldiers her dear children Devoured the fathers of the fights shall rage And stubborn fury guide those swords to slaughter To slaughter of their own to civil ruine Dru. O let 'em in all 's done all 's ended Regulus Penyus has found his last eclipse Come Souldiers Come and behold your miseries come bravely Full of your mutinous and bloody angers And here bestow your darts O only Romane O father of the Wars Reg. Why stand ye stupid Where be your killing furies whose sword now Shall first be sheath'd in Penyus do ye weep Howl out ye wretches ye have cause howl ever Who shall now lead ye fortunate whose valor Preserve ye to the glory of your Countrey Who shall march out before ye coy'd and courted By all the Mistrisses of War care counsel Quick-ey'd experience and victory twin'd to him Who shall beget ye deeds beyond inheritance To speak your names and keep your honors living When children faill and time that takes all with him Build houses for ye to oblivion Dru. O ye poor desperate fools no more now souldiers Go home and hang your arms up let rust rot 'em And humble your stern valors to soft prayers For ye have sunk the frame of all your virtues The sun that warm'd your bloods is set for ever I 'll kiss thy honor'd cheek Farewell great Penyus Thou thunder-bolt farewell Take up the body To morrow morning to the Camp convey it There to receive due Ceremonies That eye That blinds himself with weeping gets most glory Exeunt with a dead march Scaena Quarta Enter Swetonius Junius Decius Demetrius Curius and Souldiers Bonduca two Daughters and Nennius above Drum and Colours Swet. Bring up the Catapults and shake the wall We will not be out out-brav'd thus Nen. Shake the earth Ye cannot shake our souls Bring up your Rams And with their armed heads make the Fort totter Ye do but rock us into death Exit Nennius Jun. See Sir See the Icenian Queen in all her glory From the strong battlements proudly appearing As if she meant to give us lashes Dec. Yeild Queen Bond. I am unacquainted with that language Roman Swet. Yield honour'd Lady and expect our mercy Exit Decius We love thy nobleness Bond. I thank ye ye say well But mercy and love are sins in Rome and hell Swet. Ye cannot scape our strength ye must yield Lady Ye must adore and fear the power of Rome â—ond If Rome be earthly why should any knee With bending adoration worship her She 's vitious and your partial selves confess Aspires the height of all impiety Therefore 't is fitter I should reverence The thatched houses where the Britains dwell In careless mirth where the blest houshold gods See nought but chast and simple purity 'T is not high power that makes a place divine Nor that the men from gods derive their line But sacred thoughts in holy bosoms stor'd Make people noble and the place ador'd Swet. Beat the wall deeper Bond. Beat it to the center We will not sink one thought Swet. I 'll make ye Bond. No. 2. Dau. O mother these are fearful hours speak gently Enter Petillius To these fierce men they will afford ye pitty Bond. Pitty thou fearful girl 't is for those wretches That misery makes tame Wouldst thou live less Wast not thou born a Princess Can my blood And thy brave fathers spirit suffer in thee So base a separation from thy self As mercy from these Tyrants Thou lov'st lust sure And long'st to prostitute thy youth and beauty To common slaves for bread Say they had mercy The divel a relenting conscience The lives of Kings rest in their Diadems Which to their bodies lively souls do give And ceasing to be Kings they cease to live Show such another fear and I 'll fling thee to their fury Swet. He is dead then Petill. I think so certainly yet all my means Sir Even to the hazzard of my life Swet. No more We must not seem to mourn here Enter Decius Dec. There 's a breach made Is it your will we charge Sir Swet. Once more mercy Mercy to all that yield Bond. I scorn to answer Speak to him girl and hear thy Sister 1. Dau. General Hear me and mark me well and look upon me Directly in my face my womans face Whose only beauty is the hate it bears ye See with thy narrowest eyes thy sharpest wishes Into my soul and see what there inhabits See if one fear one shadow of a terror One paleness dare appear but from my anger To lay hold on your mercies No ye fools Poor fortunes fools we were not born for triumphs To follow your gay sports and fill your slaves With hoots and acclamations Petill. Brave behaviour 1. Dau. The children of as great as Rome as noble Our names before
pleasures as the ravish'd soul Gives to the sences So my charms have took Keep her you powers divine whilst I contemplate Upon the wealth and beauty of her mind She is only fair and constant only kind And only to thee Jasper Oh my joyes Whither will you transport me let not fulness Of my poor buried hopes come up together And over-charge my spirits I am weak Some say how ever ill the Sea and Women Are govern'd by the Moon both ebb and flow Both full of changes yet to them that know And truly judge these but opinions are And heresies to bring on pleasing War Between our tempers that without these were Both void of after-love and present fear Which are the best of Cupid O thou child Bred from despair I dare not entertain thee Having a love without the faults of Women And greater in her perfect goods thâ—n men Which to make good and please my self the stronger Though certainly I am certain of her love I 'll try her that the world and memory May sing to after-times her constancy Luce. Luce awake Luce why do you fright me friend With those distempered looks what makes your sword Drawn in your hand who hath offended you I prethee Jasper sleep thou art wild with watching Jasp Come make your way to Heaven and bid the world With all the villanies that stick upon it Farewell you 're for another life Luce. Oh Jasper How have my tender years committed evil Especially against the man I love Thus to be cropt untimely Jasp Foolish girl Canst thou imagine I could love his daughter That flung me from my fortune into nothing Discharged me his service shut the doors Upon my poverty and scorn'd my prayers Sending me like a boat without a malt To sink or swim Come by this hand you dye I must have life and blood to satisfie Your fathers wrongs Wife Away George away raise the Watch at Ludgate and bring a Mitrimus from the Justice for this desperate Villain Now I charge you Gentlemen see the Kings peace kept O my heart what a varlet 's this to offer Man-slaughter upon the harmless Gentlewoman Cit. I warrant thee sweet heart we 'll have him hampered Luce. Oh Jasper be not cruel If thou wilt kill me smile and do it quickly And let not many deaths appear before me I am a woman made of fear and love A weak weak woman kill not with thy eyes They shoot me through and through Strike I am ready And dying still I love thee Enter Merchant Humphrey and his Men. Merch. Where abouts Jasp No more of this now to my self again Hum. There there he stands with Sword like martial Knight Drawn in his hand therefore beware the fight You that are wise for were I good Sir Bevis I would not stay his coming by your leaves Merc. Sirrah restore my daughter Jasp Sirrah no. Merch. Upon him then Wife So down with him down with him down with him cut him i' the leg boyes cut him i'th'leg Merc. Come your ways Minion I 'll provide a Cage for you you 're grown so tame Horse her away Hum. Truly I 'm glad your forces have the day Exeunt Jasp They are gone and I am hurt my Love is lost manet Jasper Never to get again Oh me unhappy Bleed bleed and dye I cannot Oh my folly Thou hast betray'd me Hope where art thou sled Tell me if thou be'st any where remaining Shall I but see my love again Oh no! She will not dain to look upon her Butcher Nor is fit she should yet I must venter Oh chance or fortune or what ere thou art That men adore for powerful hear my cry And let me loving live or loosing dye Wife Is a gone George Cit. I conny Wife Marry and let him go sweet heart by the faith a my body a has put me into such a fright that I tremble as they say as 't were an Aspine leaf look a my little finger George how it shakes now in truth every member of my body is the worse for 't Cit. Come hug in mine arms sweet Mouse he shall not fright thee any more alass mine own dear heart how it quirers Entâ—â— Mistris Merry-thought Rafe Michael Squire Dwarfe Host and a Tapster Wife O Rafe how dost thou Rafe how hast thou slept to night has the Knight us'd thee well Cit. Peace Nell let Rafe alone Tapst Master the reckoning is not paid Rafe Right courteous Knight who for the orders sake Which thou hast tane hang'st out the holy Bell As I this flaming Pestle bear about We render thanks to your puissant self Your beauteous Lady and your gentle Squires For thus refreshing of our wearied limbs Stifned with hard atchievements in wild Desart Tapst Sir there is twelve shillings to pay Rafe Thou merry Squire Tapstero thanks to thee For comforting our souls with double Jug And if adventurous Fortune prick thee forth Thou jovial Squire to follow seats of Arms Take heed thou tender every Ladies cause Every true Knight and every Damsel fair But spill the blood of treacherous Sarazens And false inchanters that with Magick spels Have done to death full many a noble Knight Host Thou valiant Knight of the burning Pestle give ear to me there is twelve shillings to pay and as I am a true Knight I will not bate a penny Wife George I prethee tell me must Rafe pay twelve shillings now Cit. No Nel no nothing but the old Knight is merry with Rafe Wife O is' t nothing else Rafe will be as merry as he Rafe Sir Knight this mirth of yours becomes you well But to requite this liberal courtesie If any of your Squires will follow Arms He shall receive from my Heroick hand A Knighthood by the virtue of this Pestle Host Fair Knight I thank you for your noble offer Therefore gentle Knight Twelve shillings you must pay or I must cap you Wife Look George did not I tell thee as much the Knight of the Bell is in earnest Rafe shall not be beholding to him give him his money George and let him go snick up Cit. Cap Rafe no hold your hand sir Knight of the Bell there 's your Money have you any thing to say to Rafe now cap Rafe Wife I would you should know it Rafe has friends that will not suffer him to be capt for ten times so much and ten times to the end of that now take thy course Rafe M. mer. Come Michael thou and I will go home to thy father he hath enough left to keep us a day or two and we 'll set fellows abroad to cry our Purse and Casket Shall we Michael Mich. I I pray mother in truth my feot are full of chilblains with travelling Wife Faith and those chilblaines are a foul trouble Mistris Merry-thought when your youth comes home let him rub all the soles of his feet and his heels and his ankles with a Mouseskin or if none of your can catch a Mouse when he goes
valiant Captain The brave Ruy Dias all this while Py. I marry He is amongst 'em too Ped. A Lover Py. Nay I know not that but since he stands in favour Or would stand stifly he is no Portugal else Chr. The voice says in good favour in the list too Of the privy wooers how cunningly of late I have observ'd him and how privately He has stolen at all hours from us and how readily He has feign'd a business to bid the Fort farewel For five or six days or a month together Sure there is something Py. Yes yes there is a thing in 't A thing would make the best on 's all dance after it A dainty thing Lord how this Uncle of mine Has read to me and rated me for wenching And told me in what desperate case 't would leave me And how 't would stew my bones Ped. You car'd not for it Py. I'faith not much I ventur'd on still easily And took my chance danger is a Soldiers honor But that this man this herb of Grace Ruy Dias This father of our faculties should slip thus For sure he is a ferriting that he That would drink nothing to depress the spirit But milk and water eat nothing but thin air To make his bloud obedient that his youth In spight of all his temperance should tickle And have a love mange on him Chr. 'T is in him Sir But honourable courtship and becomes his rank too Py. In me 't were abominable Leachery or would be For when our thoughts are on 't and miss their level We must hit something Ped. Well he 's a noble Gentleman And if he be a suitor may he speed in 't Py. Let him alone our family ne'r fail'd yet Chr. Our mad Lieutenant still merry Pyniero Thus wou'd he do if the Surgeon were searching of him Ped. Especially if a warm wench had shot him Py. But hark Christophero come hither Pedro When saw you our brave Countrey-man Armusia He that 's arriv'd here lately and his gallants A goodly fellow and a brave companion Methinks he is and no doubt truly valiant For he that dares come hither dares fight any where Chr. I saw him not of late a sober Gentleman I am sure he is and no doubt bravely sprung And promises much nobleness Py. I love him And by my troth wou'd fain be inward with him Pray let 's go seek him Ped. We 'll attend you Sir Py. By that time we shall hear the burst of business Exeunâ— Enter Ruy Dias Quisara Quisana and Panura Quisar Aunt I much thank you for your courtesie And the fair liberty you still allow me Both of your house and service though I be A Princess and by that Prerogative stand free From the poor malice of opinion And no ways bound to render up my actions Because no power above me can examine me Yet my dear brother being still a prisoner And many wandring eyes upon my ways Being left alone a Sea-mark it behoves me To use a little caution and be circumspect Quisan You 're wise and noble Lady Quisar Often Aunt I resort hither and privately to see you It may be to converse with some I favour â— wou'd not have it known as oft nor constru'd 〈◊〉 stands not with my care Quisan You speak most fairly For even our pure devotions are examin'd Quisar So mad are mens minds now Ruy. Or rather monstrous They are thick dreams bred in fogs that know no fairness Quisan Madam the House is yours I am yours pray use me And at your service all I have lies prostrate My care shall ever be to yield ye honor And when your fame falls here 't is my fault Lady A poor and simple banquet I have provided Which if you please to honor with your presence Quisar I thank ye Aunt I shall be with you instantly A few words with this Gentleman Quisan I 'll leave ye Exeunt Quis Pan. And when you please retire I 'll wait upon you Quisar Why how now Captain what afraid to speak to me A man of Armes and danted with a Lady Commanders have the power to parle with Princes Ruy. Madam the favors you have still showr'd on me Which are so high above my means of merit â—o infinite that nought can value 'em â—â—t their own goodness no eyes look up to 'em But those that are of equal light and lustre Strike me thus mute you are my royal Mistriss And all my services that aime at honor Take life from you the Saint of my devotions Pardon my wish it is a fair ambition And well becomes the Man that honors you I wou'd I were of worth of something near you Of such a royal piece a King I wou'd be A mighty King that might command affection And bring a youth upon me might bewitch ye And you a sweet sould Christian Quisar Now you talk Sir You Portugals though you be rugged Soldiers Yet when you list to flatter you are plain Courtiers â—d could you wish me Christian brave Ruy Dias Ruy. At all the danger of my life great Lady At all my hopes at all Quisar Pray ye stay a little â—o what end runs your wish Ruy. O glorious Lady That I might but I dare not speak Quisar I dare then That you might hope to marry me nay blush not 〈◊〉 honorable end needs no excuse â—â—d would you love me then Ruy. My soul not dearer Quisar Do some brave thing that may entice me that way â—omething of such a meritorious goodness Of such an unmatcht nobleness that I may know â—ou have a power beyond ours that preserves you T is not the person nor the royal title Not wealth nor glory that I look upon That inward man I love that 's lin'd with virtue That well deserving soul works out a favor 〈◊〉 have many Princes suiters many great ones Yet above these I love you you are valiant 〈◊〉 active man able to build a fortune 〈◊〉 do not say I dote nor meane to marry Only the hope is something may be done That may compel my faith and ask my freedome And leave opinion fair Ruy. Command dear Lady And let the danger be as deep as Hell As direful to attempt Quisar Y' are too sudden 〈◊〉 mâ—st be rul'd by you find out a fortune â—isely and hansomely examine time â—â—d court occasion that she may be ready A thousand uses for your forward spirit 〈◊〉 may find daily be sure ye take a good one A brave and worthy one that may advance ye Forc'd smiles reward poor dangers you are a Soldier I wou'd not talke so else and I love a Soldier And that that speaks him true and great his valor Yet for all these which are but Womens follies You may do what you please I shall still know ye And though ye weare no Sword Ru. Excellent Lady When I grow so cold and disgrace my Nation That from their hardy nurses suck adventures 'T were fit I wore a Tombstone you have read to me
give thy self So common and so idle so open vile So great a wronger of thy worth so low I cannot nor I must not credit thee Lon. Now by this light I am a whoremaster An open and an excellent whormaster And take a special glory that I am so I thank my Stars I am a whoremaster And such a one as dare be known and seen And pointed at to be a noble wencher Bew. Do not let all ears hear this hark he Sir I am my self a whoremaster I am Believe it Sir in private be it spoken I love a whore directly most men are wenchers And have profest the Science few men That look upon ye now but whoremasters Or have a full desire to be so Lon. This is noble Bew. It is without all question being private And held as needful as intelligence But being once discover'd blown abroad And known to common senses 't is no more Than geometrical rules in Carpenters That only know some measure of an Art But are not grounded be no more deceived I have a conscience to reclaim you Sir Mistake me not I do not bid you leave your whore Or less to love her forbid it I should be such a villain to my friend Or so unnatural 't was never harbor'd here Learn to be secret first then strike your Deer Lon. Your fair instructions Mousieur I shall learn Bew. And you shall have them I desire your care Lon. They are your servants Bew. You must not love Lon. How Sir Bew. I mean a Lady there 's danger She hath an Usher and a Waiting Gentlewoman A Page a Coach-man these are fee'd and fee'd And yet for all that will be prating Lon. So. Bew. You understand me Sir they will discover 't And there is a loss of credit Table-talk Will be the end of this or worse than that Will this be worthy of a Gentleman Long. Proceed good Sir Bew. Next leave your City Dame The best of that Tribe are most meerly coy Or most extreamly foolish both which vices Are no great stirrers up unless in Husbands That owe this Cattle fearing her that 's coy To be but seeming her that 's fool too forward Lon. This is the rarest fellow and the soundest I mean in knowledge that e'r wore a Codpiece H 'as found out that will pass all Italy All France and England to their shames I speak And to the griefs of all their Gentlemen The noble Theory of Luxury Bew. Your patience And I will lay before your eyes a course That I my self found out 't is excellent Easie and full of freedome Long. O good Sir You rack me till I know it Bew. This it is When your desire is up your blood well heated And apt for sweet encounter chuse the night And with the night your Wench the streets have store There seize upon her get her to your chamber Give her a cardecew 't is royal payment When ye are dull dismiss her no man knows Nor she her self who hath encountred her Lon. O but their faces Bew. Nere talke of faces The night allows her equal with a Dutchess Imagination doth all think her fair And great clapt in Velvet she is so Sir I have tryed those and do find it certain It never failes me 't is but twelve nights since My last experience Lon. O my meiching Varlet I 'll fit ye as I live 'T is excellent I 'll be your Scholar Sir Enter Lady and Servant Wife You are fairly welcome both troth Gentlemen You have been strangers I could chide you for 't And taxe ye with unkindness What 's the news The Town was never empty of some novelty Servant What 's your intelligence Ser. Faith nothing I have not heard of any worth relating Bew. Nor I sweet Lady Lon. Then give me attention Monsieur Shattillion 's mad Wife Mad Lon. Mad as May-butter And which is more mad for a Wench Lady 'T is strange and full of pity Lon. All that comes near him He thinks are come of purpose to betray him Being full of strange conceit the wench he loved Stood very near the Crown Lady Alass good Monsieur A' was a proper man and fair demean'd A person worthy of a better temper Lon. He is strong opinion'd that the Wench he lov'd Remains close prisoner by the Kings command Fearing her title when the poor grieved Gentlewoman Follows him much lamenting and much loving â—n hope to make him well he knows her not Nor any else that comes to visit him Lady Let 's walk in Gentlemen and there discourse His further miseries you shall stay dinner As truth you must obey Om. We are your servants Exeunt Enter Couzen. Cous There 's no good to be done no cure to be wrought Upon my desperate Kinsman I 'll to horse And leave him to the fools whip misery I shall recover twenty miles this night My horse stands ready I 'll away with speed Enter Shattillion Shat. Sir may I crave your name Cous Yes Sir you may My name is Cleremont Shat. 'T is well your faction What party knit you with Cous I Know no parties â—or no Factions Sir Shat. Then weare this Cross of white And where you see the like they are my friends Observe them well the time is dangerous Cous Sir keep your cross I 'll weare none sure this fellow Is much beside himself grown mad Shat. A word Sir You can pick nothing out of this this cross Is nothing but a cross a very cross Plain without spell or witchcraft search it You may suspect and well there 's poyson in 't Powder or wild-fire but 't is nothing so Cous I do believe you Sir 't is a plain cross Shat. Then do your worst I care not tell the King Let him know all this as I am sure he shall When you have spit your venome then will I Stand up a faithful and a loyal Subject And so God save His Grace this is no Treason Cous He is March mad farewell Monsieur Exit Couzen. Shat Farewel I shall be here attending 't is my life They aime at there 's no way to save it well Let 'em spread all their nets they shall not draw me Into any open Treason I can see And can beware I have my wits about me I thank heaven for 't Enter Love Love There he goes That was the fairest hope the French Court bred The worthiest and the sweetest temper'd spirit The truest and the valiantest the best of judgment Till most unhappy I sever'd those virtues And turn'd his wit wild with a coy denial Which heaven forgive me and be pleas'd O heaven To give again his senses that my love May strike off all my follies Shat. Lady Love I Sir Shat. Your will with me sweet Lady Love Sir I come Shat. From the dread fovereign King I know it Lady He is a gracious Prince long may he live Pertain you to his chamber Lov. No indeed Sir That place is not for women Do you know me Shat. Yes I do
Sir Raym. You Sir For certain I believe ye saw such people Sebast By all that 's good By all that 's pure and honest By all that 's holy Raym. I dare not credit ye Ye have so abus'd my hope that now I hate ye 1. Sayl. Let 's put 'em in their ragged clothes again Captain For certain they are knaves le ts e'en deliver 'em To their old fruitful Farm here let 'em walk the Island Sebast If ye do so we shall curse your mercies Nic. Rather put us to Sea again Raym. Not so Yet this I 'll do because ye say ye are Christians Though I hardly credit it bring in the boat And all aboard again but these two wretches Yet leave 'em four dayes meat If in that time For I will search all nookes of this strange Island I can discover any tract of these men Alive or dead I 'll bear ye off and honor ye If not ye have found your Graves so farewell Exit Nic. That goodness dwells above and knows us innocent Comfort our lives and at his pleasure quit us Sebast Come Cousin come old time will end our story But no time if we end well ends our glory Exit Enter Rosella Clarinda Crocale Hippolita Juletta Ros Use 'em with all the austerity that may be They are our slaves turn all those pitties Those tender reluctations that should become your sex To stern anger and when ye look upon 'em Look with those eyes that wept those bitter sorrows Those cruelties ye suffer'd by their Rapines Some five dayes hence that blessed hour comes Most happy to me that knit this hand to my dear husbands And both our hearts in mutual bands That hour Ladies Cla. What of that hour Ros Why on that hour daughter And in the height of all our celebrations Our dear remembrances of that dear Man And those that suffer'd with him our fair kinsmen Their lives shall fall a sacrifice to vengeance Their lives that ruin'd his 't is a full justice I will look glorious in their bloods And the most Noble spirit of Sebastian That perisht by the pride of these French Pirates Shaâ—l smile in Heaven and bless the hand that kill'd ' em Look strictly all unto your prisoners For he that makes a scape beyond my vengeance Or entertains a hope by your fair usage Take heed I say she that deceives my trust Again take heed her life and that 's but light neither Her life in all the tortures my spirit can put on All. We shall be careful Ros Do so Ex. Rossella Cla. You are angry Mother and ye are old too Forgetting what men are but we shall temper ye How fare your prisoners Ladies in what formes Do they appear in their afflictions Jul. Mine fare but poorly For so I am commanded 't is none of their fault Cla. Of what sort are they Jul. They say they are Gentlemen But they shew Mungrels Cla. How do they suffer Jul. Faith like boyes They are fearful in all fortunes when I smile They kneel and beg to have that face continued And like poor slaves adore the ground I go on When I frown they hang their most dejected heads Like fearful sheephounds shew 'em a crust of bread They 'll Saint me presently and skip like Apes For a sup of Wine I 'll whip 'em like hackneys Saddle 'em ride 'em do what I will with ' em Cla. Tush these are poor things Have they names like Christians Jul. Very fair names Franvile Lamure and Morillat And brag of great kindreds too They offer very handsomely But that I am a fool and dare not venture They are sound too o' my conscience Or very near upon 't Cla. Fy away fool Jul. They tell me If they might be brought before you They would reveale things of strange consequence Cla. Their base poor fears Jul. I that makes me hate 'em too For if they were but manly to their sufferance â—ure I should strain a point or two Cla. An hour hence I 'll take a view of e'm And hear their business Are your Men thus too Cro. Mine No gentle Madam mine were not cast â—n such base molds afflictions tortures Are names and natures of delight to my men All sorts of cruelties they meet like pleasures â— have but two the one they call Du-pont â—ibalt Du-pont the other the Ship-master Cla. Have they not lives and fears Cro. Lives they have Madam â—ut those lives never linkt to such companions â—s fears or doubts Cla. Use 'em Nobly And where you find fit subjects for your pitties â—et it become ye to be courteous My Mother will not alwayes be thus rigorous Hip. Mine are Saylors Madam â—ut they sleep soundly and seldom trouble me unless it be when They dream sometimes of sights and tempests Then they rore and whistle for Cans of Wine â—nd down they sling me and in that rage For they are violent fellows they play such reaks If they have meat they thank me If none they heartily desire to be hang'd quickly And this is all they care Cla. Look to 'em diligently and where your pitties tells ye They may deserve give comfort All. We will Exit Cla. Come hither be not frighted Enter Aminta Think not ye steal this liberty for we give it Your tender innocence assures me Virgin Ye had no share in those wrongs these men did us I find ye are not hardned in such mischiefs Your brother was mis-led sure Foully mis-led Amin. How much I fear these pities Cla. Certain he was so much I pity him And for your sake whose eyes plead for him Nay for his own sake Amin. Ha! Cla. For I see about him Women have subtill eyes and look narrowly Or I am much abus'd many fair promises Nay beyond those two many shadowed virtues Amin. I think he is good Cla I assure my self he will be And out of that assurance take this comfort For I perceive your fear hath much dejected ye I love your brother Amin. Madam Cla. Nay do not take it for a dreamt of favor That comforts in the sleep and awake vanishes Indeed I love him Amin. Do ye indeed Cla. You doubt still because ye fear his safety Indeed he is the sweetest man I ere saw I think the best Ye may hear without blushes And give me thanks if ye please for my curtesie Amin. Madam I ever must Yet witness Heaven they are hard pull'd from me Believe me Madam so many imperfections I could find Forgive me Grace for lying and such wants 'T is to an honest use such poverties Both in his main proportion and his mind too There are a hundred handsomer I lie lâ—udly Your noble usage Madam hath so bound me to ye That I must tell ye Cla. Come tell your worst Amin. He is no husband for ye I think ye mean in that fair way Cla. Ye have hit it Amin. I am sure ye have hit my heart You will find him dangerous Madam As sickle as the flying ayr proud jealous Soon
River runs his head Into forgotten ways again I ransome And his fair course turn right this day Thierry The Son of France whose manly powers like prisoners Have been tied up and fetter'd by one death Give life to thousand ages this day beauty The envy of the world Pleasure the glory Content above the world desire beyond it Are made mine own and useful Mart. Happy Woman That dies to do these things Thier. But ten times happier That lives to do the greater oh Martel The gods have heard me now and those that scorn'd me Mothers of many children and blest fathers That see their issues like the Stars un-number'd Their comfort more than them shall in my praises Now teach their Infants songs and tell their ages From such a Son of mine or such a Queen That chaste Ordella brings me blessed marriage The chain that links two Holy Loves together And in the marriage more than blest Ordella That comes so near the Sacrament it self The Priests doubt whether purer Mart. Sir y' are lost Thier. I prethee let me be so Mart. The day â—ears And those that have been offering early prayers Are now retiring homeward Thier. Stand and mark then Mart. Is it the first must suffer Thier. The first Woman Mart. What hand shall do it Sir Thier. This hand Martell For who less dare presume to give the gods An incense of this offering Mart. Would I were she For such away to die and such a blessing Can never crown my parting Enter two men passing over Thier. What are those Mart. Men men Sir men Thier. The plagues of men light on 'em They cross my hopes like Hares who 's that Enter a Priest Mart. A Priest Sir Thier. Would he were gelt Mart. May not these rascals serve Sir Well hang'd and quarter'd Thier. Nov Mart. Here comes a woman Enter Ordella veil'd Thier. Stand and behold her then Mart. I think a fair one Thier. Move not whilst I prepare her may her peace Like his whose innocence the gods are pleas'd with And offering at their Altars gives his soul Far purer than those fires pull heaven upon her You holy powers no humane spot dwell in her No love of any thing but you and goodness Tie her to earth fear be a stranger to her And all weak blouds affections but thy hope Let her bequeath to Women hear me heaven Give her a spirit masculine and noble Fit for your selves to ask and me to offer Oh let her meet my blow doat on her death And as a wanton Vine bows to the pruner That by his cutting off more may increase So let her fall to raise me fruit hail woman The happiest and the best if the dull Will Do not abuse thy fortune France e'er found yet Ordel. Sh 'is more than dull Sir less and worse than Woman That may inherit such an infinite As you propound a greatness so near goodness And brings a Will to rob her Thier. Tell me this then Was there e'er woman yet or may be found That for fair Fame unspotted memory For virtues sake and only for it self sake Has or dare make a story Ordel. Many dead Sir Living I thing as many Thier. Say the kingdom May from a womans Will receive a blessing The King and kingdom not a private safety A general blessing Lady Ordel. A general curse Light on her heart denies it Thier. Full of honor And such examples as the former ages Were but dim shadows of and empty figures Ordel. You strangely stir me Sir and were my weakness In any other flesh but modest womans You should not ask more questions may I do it Thier. You may and which is more you must Ordel. I joy in 't Above a moderate gladness Sir you promise It shall be honest Thier. As ever time discover'd Ordel. Let it be what it may then what it dare I have a mind will hazard it Thier. But hark ye What may that woman merit makes this blessing Ordel. Only her duty Sir Thier. 'T is terrible Ordel. 'T is so much the more noble Thier. 'T is full of fearful shadows Ordel. So is sleep Sir Or any thing that 's meerly ours and mortal We were begotten gods else but those fears Feeling but once the fires of nobler thoughts Flie like the shapes of clouds we form to nothing Thier. Suppose it death Ordel. I do Thier. And endless parting With all we can call ours with all our sweetness With youth strength pleasure people time nay reason For in the silent grave no conversation No joyful tread of friends no voice of Lovers No careful Fathers counsel nothing's hâ—â—d Nor nothing is but all oblivion Dust and an endless darkness and dare you woman Desire this place Ordeel 'T is of all sleeps the sweetest Children begin it to us strong men seek it And Kings from heighth of all their painted glories Fall like spent exhalations to this centre And those are fools that fear it or imagine A few unhandsome pleasures or lifes profits Can recompence this place and mad that staies it Till age blow out their lights or rotten humors Bring them dispers'd to th' earth Thier. Then you can suffer Ordel. As willingly as say it Thier. Martell a wonder Here 's a woman that dares die yet tell me Are you a Wife Ordel. I am Sir Thier. And have children She sighs and weeps Ordel. Oh none Sir Thier. Dare you venture For a poor barren praise you ne'er shall hear To part with these sweet hopes Ordel. With all but Heaven And yet die full of children he that reads me When I am ashes is my Son in wishes And those chaste dames that keep my memory Singing my yearly requiems are my Daughters Thier. Then there is nothing wanting but my knowledg And what I must doe Lady Ordel. You are the King Sir And what you do I 'll suffer and that blessing That you desire the gods showr on the Kingdom Thier. Thus much before I strike then for I must kill you The gods have will'd it so they 're made the blessing Must make France young again and me a man Keep up your strength still nobly Ordel. Fear me not Thier. And meet death like a measure Ordel. I am stedfast Thier. Thou shalt be sainted woman and thy Tomb Cut out in Chrystal pure and good as thou art And on it shall be graven every age Succeeding Peers of France that rise by thy fall Tell thou liest there like old and fruitful nature Darest thou behold thy happiness Ordel. I dare Sir Thier. Ha Puls off her veil le ts fall his sword Mar. Oh Sir you must not doe it Thier. No I dare not There is an Angel keeps that Paradice A fiery Angel friend oh virtue virtue Ever and endless virtue Ordel. Strike Sir strike And if in my poor death fair France may merit Give me a thousand blows be killing me A thousand days Thier. First let the earth be barren And man no more remembred rise Ordella The nearest to
it without hope or pity then ye shall see that golden form flie off that all eyes wonder at for pure and fixt and under 't base blushing Copper metall not worth the meanest honor you shall behold her then my Lord transparent look through her heart and view the spirits how they leap and tell me then I did belie the Lady Duke It shall be done come Gondarino bear us company We do believe thee she shall die and thou shalt see it Enter Lazarello two Intelligencers and Guard How now my friends who have you guarded hither 2 Int. So please your Grace we have discover'd a villain and a Traitor the Lord Lucio hath examin'd him and sent him to your Grace for Judgement Count. My Lord I dare absolve him from all sin oâ— Treason I know his most ambition is but a dish of meat which he hath hunted with so true a scent that he deserveth the Collar not the Halter Duke Why do they bring him thus bound up the poor man had more need have some warm meat to comfort his cold stomach Count. Your Grace shall have the cause hereafter when you shall laugh more freely But these are call'd Informers men that live by Treason as Rat-catchers do by poison Duke Would there were no heavier prodigies hung over us than this poor fellow I durst redeem all perils ready to pour themselves upon this State with a cold Custard Count. Your Grace might do it without danger to your person Laz. My Lord if ever I intended treason against your Person or the State unless it were by wishing from your Table some dish of meat which I must needs confess was not a subjects part or coveting by stealth sups from those noble bottles that no mouth keeping allegiance true should dare to taste I must confess with more than covetous eye I have beheld those dear conceal'd dishes that have been brought in by cunning equipage to wait upon your Graces pallat I do confesse out of this present heat I have had Stratagems and Ambuscado's but God be thank'd they have never took Duke Count this business is your own when you have done repair to us Exit Duke Count. I will attend your Grace Lazarello you are at liberty be your own man again and if you can be master of your wishes I wish it may be so Laz. I humbly thank your Lordship I must be unmannerly I have some present business once more I heartily thank your Lordship Exit Lazarillo Count. Now even a word or two to you and so farewell you think you have deserv'd much of this State by this discovery y' are a slavish people grown subject to the common course of all men How much unhappy were that noble spirit could work by such baser gains what misery would not a knowing man put on with willingness e'r he see himself grown fat and full fed by fall of those you rise by I do discharge ye my attendance our healthful State needs no such Leeches to suck out her bloud 1 Int. I do beseech your Lordship 2 Int. Good my Lord. Count. Go learn to be more honest what I see you work your means from honest industry Exeunt Informers I will be willing to accept your labours Till then I will keep back my promis'd favours Here comes another remnant of folly Enter Lucio I must dispatch him too Now Lord Lucio what business brings you hither Luc. Faith Sir I am discovering what will become of that notable piece of treason intended by that Varlet Lazarillo I have sent him to the Duke for judgement Count. Sir you have perform'd the part of a most careful Statesman and let me say it to your face Sir of a Father to this State I would wish you to retire and insconce your self in study for such is your daily labour and our fear that our loss of an hour may breed our overthrow Luc. Sir I will be commanded by your judgement and though I find it a trouble scant to be waded through by these weak years yet for the dear care of the Common-wealth I will bruise my brains and confine my self to much vexation Count. Go and maist thou knock down Treason like an Ox. Luc. Amen Exeunt Enter Mercer Pandar Francissina Mer. Have I spoke thus much in the honor of Learning learn'd the names of the seven liberal Sciences before my marriage and since have in haste written Epistles congratulatory to the Nine Muses and is she prov'd a Whore and a Begger Pan. 'T is true you are not now to be taught that no man can be learn'd of a suddain let not your first project discourage you what you have lost in this you may get again in Alchumie Fran. Fear not Husband I hope to make as good a wife as the best of your neighbors have and as honest Mer. I will goe home good Sir do not publish this as long as it runs amongst our selves 't is good honest mirth you 'll come home to supper I mean to have all her friends and mine as ill as it goes Pan. Do wisely Sir and bid your own friends your whole wealth will scarce feast all hers neither is it for your credit to walk the streets with a woman so noted get you home and provide her cloaths let her come an hour hence with an Hand-basket and shift her self she 'll serve to sit at the upper end of the Table and drink to your customers Mer. Art is just and will make me amends Pan. No doubt Sir Mer. The chief note of a Scholar you say is to govern his passions wherefore I do take all patiently in sign of which my dear Wife I do kiss thee make haste home after me I shall be in my study Exit Mercer Pan. Go avaunt my new City Dame send me what you promis'd me for consideration and may'st thou prove a Lady Fran. Thou shalt have it his Silks shall flie for it Exeunt Enter Lazarello and his boy Laz. How sweet is a Calm after a Tempest what is there now that can stand betwixt me and felicity I have gone through all my crosses constantly have confounded my enemies and know where to have my longing satisfied I have my way before me there 's the door and I may freely walk into my delights knock boy Jul. Who 's there Within Laz. Madona my Love not guilty not guilty open the door Enter Julia. Jul. Art thou come sweet-heart Laz. Yes to my soft embraces and the rest of my overflowing blisses come let us in and swim in our delights a short Grace as we go and so to meat Jul. Nay my dear Love you must bear with me in this we 'll to the Church first Laz. Shall I be sure of it then Jul. By my love you shall Laz. I am content for I do now wish to hold off longer to whet my appetite and do desire to meet with more troubles so I might conquer them And as a holy Lover that hath spent The tedious night with