off the understanding And renders active and industrious spirits He that knows most mens manners must of necessity Best know his own and mend those by example 'T is a dull thing to travell like a Mill-horse Still in the place he was born in lam'd and blinded Living at home is like it pure and strong spirits That like the fire still covet to fly upward And to give fire as well as take it cas'd up and mewd here I mean at home like lusty metled Horses Only ty'd up in Stables to please their Masters Beat out their fiery lives in their own Litters Why do not you travel Sir Cra. I have no belief in 't I see so many strange things half unhatcht to Return those that went out men and good men They look like potch'd Eggs with the souls suckt out Empty and full of wind all their affections Are bak'd in Rye crust to hold carriage From this good Town to th' other and when they are open'd They are so ill cooked and mouldy Con. Ye are pleasant Cra. I 'll shew ye a pack of these I have 'em for ye That have been long in travel too Con. Please you Sir Cra. You know the Merchants walk Boy 2 Boy Very well Cra. And you remember those Gentlemen were here The other day with me 2 Boy Yes Cra. Then go thither For there I am sure they are pray 'em come hither And use my name I would be glad to see ' em Enter 1 Boy 1 Boy Your Brother 's coming in Sir Vint. Odds my passion Out with the Plate ye knaves bring the new Quishions And wash those Glasses I set by for high days Perfume the rooms along why Sirrah 1 Boy Here Sir Vint. Bid my Wife make her self ready handsomly And put on her best Apron it may be The noble Gentleman will look upon her Enter Euphanes and two Gentlemen Euph. Where is he Boy Vint. Your worship 's heartily welcome It joyes my very heart to see ye here Sir The Gentleman that sent for your honor Euph. O good mine Host Vint. To my poor homely house and 't like your honor Euph. I thank thine honor good mine Host where is he Con. What think ye now my best Euphanes Euph. Conon welcome my friend my noble friend how is it Are you in safety come in health Con. All health all safety Riches and all that makes content and happiness Now I am here I have how have you far'd Sir Euph. Well I thank Heaven and never nearer friend To catch at great occasion Con. Indeed I joy in 't Euph. Nor am I for my self born in these fortunes In truth I love my friends Con. You were noble ever Cra. I thought you had not known me Euph. salutes Cra. Euph. Yes ye are my Brother My elder Brother too would your affections Were able but to ask that love I owe to ye And as I give preserve it here friend Conon To your fair welcome home Con. Dear Sir I thank ye Fill it toth'brim Boy Crates Cra. I 'll pledge you But for that glorious Comet lately fired Con. Fie fie Sir fie Euph. Nay let him take his freedomes He stirs not me I vow to ye much less stains me Cra. Sir I cannot talk with that neat travelling tongue Con. As I live he has the worst belief in men abroad Enter the 2. Boy I am glad I am come home 2 Boy Here are the Gentlemen Cra. O let 'em enter now you that trust in travel And make sharp Beards and little Breeches Deities You that inhaunce the daily price of Tooth-picks And hold there is no homebred happiness Behold a model of your minds and actions Euph. Though this be envious yet done i th' way of mirth I am content to thank ye for 't Con. 'T is well yet Cra. Let the Maske enter Enter Onos his Unkle and Tutor Onos A pretty Taverne 'faith of a fine structure Vnc. Bear your self like a Gentleman here 's six pence And be sure you break no Glasses Tut. Hark ye Pupill Go as I taught you hang more upon your hams And put your knees out bent there yet a little Now I beseech ye be not so improvident To forget your travelling pace 't is a main posture And to all unayr'd Gentlemen will betray you Play with your Pisa Beard why where 's your brush Pupill He must have a Brush Sir Vnc. More charge yet Tut. Here take mine These elements of travel he must not want Sir Vnc. Ma'foy he has had some nineteen pence in elements What would you more Tut. Durus mehercle pater Con. What Monsieur Onos the very pump of travell Sir as I live you have done me the greatest kindnes O my fair Sir Lampree the careful Unkle To this young hopeful issue Monsieur Tutor too The father to his mind Gome come let 's hug Boyes Why what a bunch of travel do I embrace now Methinks I put a Girdle about Europe How has the boy profited Vnc. He has enough Sir If his too fiery mettle do not mar it Con. Is he not thrifty yet Tut. That 's all his fault Too bounteous minded being under age too A great consumer of his stock in Pippins Had ever a hot stomach Con. Come hither Onos Will you love me for this fine Apple Onos We. Con. And will ye be rul'd by me sometimes Onos 'Faith I will Con. That 's a good boy Vnc. Pray give not the child so much fruit He 's of a raw Complexion Euph. You Monsieur hard ege Do you remember me Do you remember When you and your Consort travell'd through Hungary Con. He 's in that circuit still Euph. Do you remember The cantell of immortal Cheese ye carried with ye The half cold Gabbedge in a leather Sachell And those invincible Eggs that would lye in your bowells A fortnight together and then turn to bedstaves Your sowre milk that would choak an Irish man And bread was bak'd in Caesars time for the Army Con. Providence providence Tut. The soul of travel Euph. Can the boy speak yet Tut. Yes and as fine a Gentleman I thank my able knowledge he has arriv'd at Only a little sparing of his Language Which every man of observation Vnc. And of as many tongues Tut. Pray be content Sir You know you are for the bodily part the Purse I for the magazin the mind Euph. Come hither springall On. That in the Almain Tongue signifies a Gentleman Euph. What think you of the forms of Italy or Spain Onos I love mine own Countrey Pippin Tut. Nobly answer'd Born for his Countrey first Euph. A great Philosopher What Horses do you prefer Onos The white horse Sir There where I lye honest and a just beast Tut O caput lepidum a Child to say this Are these figures for the mouths of Infants Con. Onos what wenches Come tell me true On. I cannot speak without book Con. When shall we have one ha On. Steal me from mine Unckle For look you I am broke out
'll not be far off be not long a fumbling When danger shall appear I 'll give the ' larme Exit Isab You are welcome Sir and would it were my fortune To afford a Gentleman of your fair seeming A freer entertainment than this house has You partly know Sir Cla. Know and pity Lady Such sweetness in the bud should be so blasted Dare you make me your Servant Isab Dare you make Sir That service worthy of a womans favour By constancy and goodness Cla. Here I swear to ye By the unvalued love I bear this beauty And kiss the Book too never to be recreant To honour ye to truly love and serve ye My youth to wait upon ye what my wealth has Isab Oh make me not so poor to sell affection Those bought loves Sir wear faster than the moneys A handsome Gentleman Cla. A most delicate sweet one Let my truth purchase then Isab I should first try it But you may happily Cla. You shall not doubt me I hope she loves me when I prove false shame take me Will ye believe a little Isab I fear too much Sir Cla. And will ye love a little Isab That should be your part Cla. Thus I begin then thus and thus Isab A good beginning We have a proverb saies makes a good ending Cla. Say ye so 't is well inferr'd Isab Good Sir your patience â— thinks I have ventur'd now like a weak Bark 〈◊〉 a broken billow that will swallow me â—pon a rough Sea of suspitions â—ack round with jealous rocks Pen. within A hem a hem there Isab This is my man my fears too soon have found me Enter Penurio Now what 's the news Pen. A pox of yonder old Rigel The Captain the old Captain Isab What old Captain Pen. Captain courageous yonder of the Castle Captain Don Diego old Bartello Isab Where is he Pen. He 's coming in 'T would vex the Devil that such an old Potgun as this That can make no sport should hinder them that can do it Isab I would not have him see the Gentleman â—â—r all the world my credit were undone then Pen. Shall I fling a piss-pot on 's head as he comes in And take him into th' kitchin there to drie him Isab That will not do and he is so humorous too â— will come in Cla. What is he Isab One much troubles me Pen. And can do nothing cannot eat Isab Your sight now â—â—t of a driveling dotage he bears to me â—ay make him tell my husband and undo me Cla. What would ye have me do Isab But for a while Sir â—p here behind this hanging presently O answer him and then Cla. I will obey ye Enter Bartello Bar. Where 's my rich Jeweller I have stones to sett Pen. He is abroad and sure Sir Bart. There 's for your service â—here's the fair Lady all alone sweet beauty Isab She 's never much alone Sir that 's acquainted With such companions as good honest thoughts are Bar. I 'll sit down by thee and I 'll kiss thy hand too â—â—d in thine ear swear by my life I love thee Isab Ye are a merry Captain Bar. And a mad one Lady 〈◊〉 th' mas thou hast goodly eies excellent eies wench 〈◊〉 twinkling rogues look what thy Captain brings thee Thou must needs love me love me heartily 〈◊〉 me and love me hug me close Isab Fie Captain Bar. Nay I have strength and I can strain ye sirrah â—â—d vault into my seat as nimbly little one 〈◊〉 any of you smooth-chinn'd boys in Florence 〈◊〉 must needs commit a little folly with ye 〈◊〉 not be long a brideling cast and away wench â—he bob-nail thy husband 's as fitly out o' th' way now Isab Do you think he keeps a bawdy-house Bar. That 's all one Isab Or did you ever see that lightness in my carriage 〈◊〉 you might promise to your self Bar. Away fool 〈◊〉 good turn's a good turn I am an honest fellow Isab You have a handsome wife a virtuous Gentlewoman Bar. They are not for this time o' th' year Isab A Lady â—at ever bore that great respect to you â—t noble constancy Bar. That 's more than I know Enter Maid and Penurio Maid Oh Mistriss ye are undone my Master 's coming Pen. Coming hard by here Bar. Plague consume the Rascal Shall I make petty-patties of him Isab Now what love Sir Fear of your coming made him jealous first Your finding here will make him mad and desperate And what in that wild mood he will execute Bar. I can think of nothing I have no wit left me Certain my head 's a Mustard-pot Isab I have thought Sir And if you 'll please to put in execution What I conceive Bar. I 'll do it tell it quickly Isab Draw your sword quickly and go down in rag'd As if you had persu'd some â—oe up hither And grumble to your self extreamly terribly But not a word to him and so pass by him Bar. I 'll do it perfectly Enter Lopez Isab Stand you still good Sir Bar. Rascal slave villain take a house so poorly After thou hast wrong'd a Gentleman a Soldier Base Poultroon boy you will forsake your neast sirrah Lop. The matter good sweet Captain Bart Run-away rogue And take a house to cover thy base cowardize I 'll whip ye I 'll so scourge ye Exit Lop. Mercy upon me What 's all this matter wife Isab Did you meet the mad man Lop. I never saw the Captain so provok'd yet Isab Oh he 's a Devil sure ' a most bloody devil He follow'd a young Gentleman his sword drawn With such a fury how I shake to think on 't And foyn'd and slash'd at him and swore he 'd kill him Drove him up hither follow'd him still bloodily And if I had not hid him sure had slain him A merciless old man Cla. Most virtuous Lady Even as the giver of my life I thank ye Lop. This fellow must not stay here he is too handsome He is gone Sir and you may pass now with all security I 'll be your guide my self and such a way I 'll lead ye none shall cross nor none shall know ye The door 's left open Sirrah I 'll starve you for this trick I 'll make thee fast o' Sundaies and for you Lady I 'll have your Lodgings farther off and closer I 'll have no street-lights to you will you go Sir Cla. I thank ye Sir the devil take this fortune And once more all my service to your goodness Exit Pen. Now could I eat my very arms for madness Cross'd in the nick o' th' matter vengeance take it And that old Cavalier that spoil'd our Cock-fight I 'll lay the next plot surer Isab I am glad and sorry Glad that I got so fairly off suspition Sorry I lost my new lov'd friend Pen. Not lost Mistriss I 'll conjure once again to raise that spirit In and look soberly upon the matter We 'll ring him one peal more and if that fall The
did blush to ask thy love Pol. Give me your pardon Sir Arcadius At our last meeting without argument To move him more than his affection to me Vow'd he did love me love me above all Women And to confirm his heart was truely mine He wish'd I tremble to remember it When he forsook his Polidora's love That Heaven might kill his happiness on Earth Was not this nobly said did not this promise A truth to shame the Turtles Dem. And his heart Iâ— still the same and I thy constant Lover Pol. Give me your leave I pray I would not say Arcadius was perjur'd but the same day Forgetting all his promises and oathes While yet they hung upon his lips forsook me D' ee not remember this too gave his faith From me transported with the noise of greatness And would be married to a Kingdom Dem. But Heaven permitted not I should dispose What was ordain'd for thee Pol. It was not virtue In â—im for sure he found no check no sting In his own bosome but gave freely all The reines to blind ambition Dem. I am wounded The thought of thee i th' throng of all my joyes Like poyson powr'd in Nectar turnes me frantick Dear if Arcadius have made a fault Let not Demetrius be punish'd for 't He pleads that ever will be constant to thee Pol. Shall I believe Mans flatteries agen Lose my sweet rest and peace of thought agen Be drawn by you from the streight paths of virtue Into the maze of Love Dem. I see compassion in thy eye that chides me If I have either soul but what 's contain'd Within these words or if one syllable Of their full force be not made good by me May all relenting thoughts in you take end And thy disdain be doubled from thy pardon I 'll count my Coronation and that hour Fix with a rubrick in my Calendar As an auspicious time to entertain Affairs of weight with Princes think who now Intreats thy mercy come thou sha't be kind And divide Titles with me Pol. Hear me Sir I lov'd you once for virtue and have not A thought so much unguarded as to be won From my truth and innocence with any Motives of state to affect you Your bright temptation mourns while it stayes here Nor can the triumph of glory which made you Forget me so court my opinion back Were you no King I should be sooner drawn Again to love you but 't is now too late A low obedience shall become me best May all the joyes I want Still wait on you if time hereafter tell you That sorrow for your fault hath struck me dead May one soft tear drop from your eye in pitty Bedew my hearse and I shall sleep securely I have but one word more for goodness sake For your own honor Sir correct your passion To her you shall love next and I forgive you Exit Dem. Her heart is frozen up nor can warm prayers Thaw it to any softness Phi. I 'll fetch her Sir again Dem. Perswade her not Phi. You give your passion too much leave to triumph Seek in another what she denies Enter Macarius Mac. Where 's the King oh Sir you are undone A dangerous treason is a foot Dem. What Treason Mac. Cassander and Eubulus have proclaim'd Another King whom they pretend to be Leonatus your elder Brother he that was But this morning prisoner in the Castle Dem. Ha Mac. The easie Epirotes Gather in multitudes to advance his Title They have seised upon the Court secure your person Whilst we raise power to curbe this Insurrection Ant. Lose no time then Dem. We will not Arme one Man Speak it agen have I a brother living And must be no King Mac. What means your Grace Dem. This newes doth speak me happy it exalts My heart and makes me capable of more Than twenty Kingdoms Phi. Will you not Sir stand Upon your guard Dem. I 'll stand upon my honor Mercy relieves me Lisa Will you lose the Kingdom Dem. The World 's too poor to bribe me leave Me all lest you extenuate my fame and I Be thought to have redeem'd it by your counsel You shall not share one sâ—ruple in the honor Titles may set a gloss upon our Name But Virtue onely is the soul of Fame Mac. He 's strangely possest Gentlemen Exeunt Omnes Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Philocles and Lisander Phi. HEre 's a strange turne Lisander Lisa 'T is a Kingdom Easily purchas'd who will trust the faith Of multitudes Phi. It was his fault that would So tamely give his Title to their Mercy The new King has possession Lisa And is like To keep 't we are alone what dost think of This innovation Is' t not a fine Jigge A precious cunning in the late Protector To shuffle a new Prince into the state Phi. I know not how they have shuffled but my head on 't A false card is turn'd up trump but fates look to 't Enter Cassander and Eubulus Eub. Does he not carry it bravely Cas Excellently Philocles Lisander Phi. Lis Your Lordships servants Are we not bound to heaven for multiplying These blessings on the Kingdom Phi. Heaven alone Works miracles my Lord. Lisa I think your Lordship Had as little hope once to see these Princes Revive Phi. Here we must place our thanks Next providence for preserving So dear a pledge Enter Leonatus attended Eub. The King Leo. It is our pleasure The number of our guard be doubled give A Largess to the Soldiers but dismiss not The Troops till we command Cas May it please Leo. It will not please us otherwise my Lord We have try'd your faith Eub. Does he not speak with confidence Leo. My Lords and Gentlemen to whose faith we must Oâ—e next to Heaven our fortune and our safety After a tedious eclipse the day â— bright and we invested in those honors Our bloud and birth did challenge Cas May no time â—e registred in our annals that shall mention â—â—e that had life to oppose your sacred person Leo. Let them whose Titles forg'd and flaw'd suspect Their states security our right to Epire â—eaven is oblig'd to prosper treason has â—o face so black to fright it all my cares â—evel to this that I may worthily â—anage the province and advance the honor â—f our dear Countrey and be confident â— an expence of bloud may give addition â—f any happiness to you I shall â—ffer my heart the sacrifice and rejoyce â—o make my self a ghost to have inscrib'd â—pon my marble but whose cause I died for Eub. May Heaven avert such danger Cas Excellent Prince â— whom we see the Copy of his Father â—one but the Son of Theodosius â—ould have spoke thus Leo. We are pleas'd to interpret well â—et give me leave to say in my own justice â— have but exprest the promptness of my soul â—o serve you all but 't is not empty wishes â—an satisfie our mighty charge a weight â—ould make an Atlas double a Kings
glutted in your sweets and soon forgetful I could say more and tell ye I have a brother Another brother that so far excells this Both in the ornaments of Man and making Cla. If you were not his sister I should doubt ye mainly Doubt ye for his love ye deal so cunningly Do not abuse me I have trusted ye with more than life With my first love be careful of me Amin. In what use Madam Cla. In this Lady Speak to him for me you have power upon him Tell him I love him tell him I dote on him It will become your tongue Amin. Become my grave O fortune O cursed fortune Cla. Tell him his liberty And all those with him all our wealth and Jewels Good sister for I 'll call ye so Amin. I shall Lady Even die I hope Cla. Here 's Meat and Wine pray take it And there he lies give him what liberty you please But still conceal'd What pleasure you shall please Sister He shall ne'er want again Nay see an you 'l take it Why do you study thus Amin. To avoid mischiefs if they should happen Cla. Goe and be happy for me Amin. O blind fortune Yet happy thus far I shall live to see him In what strange desolation lives he here now Sure this Curtaiâ— will reveale Enter Albert. Alb. Who 's that ha Some gentle hand I hope to bring me comfort Or if it be my death 't is sweetly shadowed Amin. Have ye forgot me Sir Alb. My Aminta Amin. She Sir That walks here up and down an empty shadow One that for some few hours But wanders here carrying her own sad Coffin Seeking some Desart place to lodge her griefs in Alb. Sweet sorrow welcome welcome noble grief How got you this fair liberty to see me For sorrows in your shape are strangers to me Amin. I come to counsel ye Alb. Ye are still more welcome For good friends in afflictions give good Councels Pray then proceed Amin. Pray eat first ye shew faint Here 's Wine to refresh ye too Alb. I thank ye dear Amin. Drink again Alb. Here 's to our loves How turn and weep Pray pledge it this happiness we have yet left Our hearts are free Not pledge it Why And though beneath the Axe this health were holy Why do ye weep thus Amin. I come to woo ye Alb. To woo me Sweet I am woo'd and won already You know I am yours This pretty way becomes ye But you would deceive my sorrows that 's your intent Amin. I would I could I should not weep but smile Do ye like your Meat and Wine Alb. Like it Amin. Do you like your liberty Alb. All these I well may like Amin. Then pray like her that sent ' em Do ye like wealth and most unequal'd beauty Alb. Peace indeed you 'l make me angry Amin. Would I were dead that ask it Then ye might freely like and I forgive ye Alb. What like and who add not more misery To a man that 's fruitful in afflictions Who is' t you would have me like Who sent these comforts Amin. I must tell Alb. Be bold Amin. But be you temperate If you be bold I die The young fair Virgin Sorrow hath made me old O hearken And wisely hark the Governess daughter That Star that strikes this Island full of wonder That blooming sweetness Alb. What of her Amin. She sent it and with it It must be out she dotes on ye And must enjoy ye else no joy must find ye Alb. And have you the patience to deliver this Amin. A sister may say much and modestly Alb. A sister Amin. Yes that name undid ye Undid us both had ye nam'd Wife she had fear'd ye And fear'd the sin she follow'd She had shun'd yea Her Virgin modesty had not touch'd at ye But thinking you were free hath kindled a fire I fear will hardly be extinguisht Alb. Indeed I played the â—ool Amin. O my best Sir take heed Take heed of lies Truth though it trouble some minds Some wicked minds that are both dark and dangerous Yet it preserves it self comes off pure innocent And like the Sun though never so eclips'd Must break in glory O Sir lie no more Alb. Ye have read me a fair Lecture And put a spell upon my tongue for fayning But how will you counsel now Amin Ye must study to forget me Alb. How Amin. Be patient Be wise and patient it concens ye highly Can ye lay by our loves But why should I doubt it Ye are a man and man may shift affections 'T is held no sin To come to the point Ye must lose me many and mighty reasons Alb. Hear me Aminta Have you a man that loves you too that feeds ye That sends ye liberty Has this great Governess A noble son too young and apt to catch ye Am I because I am in bonds and miserable My health decay'd my youth and strength half blasted My fortune like my waining self for this despis'd Am I for this forsaken a new love chosen And my affections like my fortunes wanderers Take heed of lying you that chid me for it And shew'd how deep a sin it was and dangerous Take heed your self you swore you lov'd me dearly No few nor little oathes you swore Aminta Those seal'd with no small faith I then assur'd my self O seek no new wayes to cozen truth Amin. I do not By love it self I love thee And ever must nor can all deaths dissolve it Alb. Why do you urge me thus then Amin. For your safety To preserve your life Alb. My life I do confess is hers She gives it And let her take it back I yield it My loves intirely thine none shall touch at it None my Aminta none Amin. Ye have made me happy And now I know ye are mine Fortune I scorn thee Goe to your rest and I 'll sit by ye Whilst I have time I 'll be your mate and comfort ye For only I am trusted you shall want nothing Not a liberty that I can steal ye Alb. May we not celebrate our loves Aminta And where our wishes cannot meet Amin. You are wanton But with cold kisses I 'll allay that fever Look for no more and that in private too Believe me I shall blush else But let 's consider we are both lost else Alb. Let 's in and prevent fate Exeunâ— Enter Crocale Juletta Tibalt Master Tib. You do well to ayr us Ladies we shall be mâ—sty else What are your wise wills now Cro. You are very crank still Tib. As crank as a holy Fryer fed with hail-stones But do ye bring us out to bait like Bulls Mast Or are you weary of the charge ye are at Turn us abroad again let 's jog Ladies We are gross and course unsit for your sweet pleasures Tib. Knock off our shooes and turn's to grass Cro. You are determined Still to be stubborn then it well becomes ye Tib. An humour Lady that contents a prisoner A sullen sit
most fit you should you are their Brother The. Is this the business I had thought your mind Sir Had been set forward on some noble action Something had truly stir'd ye To th' Court with these Why they are your Daughters Sir Arc. All this I know Sir The. The good old Woman on a Bed he threw To th' Court Arc. Thou art mad The. Nor drunk as you are Drunk with your duty Sir do you call it duty A pox of duty what can these do there What â—â—â—uld they do Can ye look Babies Sisters â—n the young Gallants eyes and twirl their Band strings Can ye ride out to air your selves Pray Sir Be serious with me do you speak this truly Arc. Why didst thou never hear of Women Yet at Court Boy The. Yes and good Women too very good Women Excellent honest Women but are you sure Sir That these will prove so Hon. There 's the danger Brother The. God a mercy Wench thou hast a grudging of it Arc. Now be you serious Sir and observe what I say Do it and do it handsomly go with ' em The. With all my heart Sir I am in no fault now If they be thought Whores for being in my Company Pray write upon their Backs they are my Sisters And where I shall deliver ' em Arc. Ye are wondrous jocund But prithee tell me art thou so lewd a Fellow I never knew thee fail a truth The. I am a Souldier And spell you what that means Arc. A Souldier What dost thou make of me The. Your Palate's down Sir Arc. I thank ye Sir The. Come shall we to this matter You will to Court Hon. If you will please to honour us The. I 'll honour ye I warrant I 'll set ye off With such a lustre Wenches alas poor Viola Thou art a fool thou criest for eating white bread Be a good Huswife of thy tears and save 'em Thou wilt have time enough to shed 'em Sister Do you weep too nay then I 'll fool no more Come worthy Sisters since it must be so And since he thinks it fit to try your Vertues Be you as strong to truth as I to guard ye And this old Gentleman shall have joy of ye Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Duke and Burris Du. Burris take you ten thousand of those Crowns And those two Chains of Pearl they hold the richest I give 'em ye Bur. I humbly thank your Grace And may your great example work in me That noble Charity to men more worthy And of more wants Du. You bear a good mind Burris Take twenty thousand now be not so modest It shall be so I give 'em go there 's my ring for 't Bur. Heaven bless your Highness ever Exit Du. You are honest Enter Alinda and Putskey at door Put. They 're coming now to Court as fair as vertue Two brighter Stars ne'er rose here Alin. Peâ—ce I have it And what my Art can do the Duke Pâ—t I am gone Reâ—â—â—â—â—râ— Exit Alin I am counsell'd to the full Sir Duke My pretty Mistris whither lyes your business How kindly I should take this were it to me now Alin. I must confess immediately to your Grace At this timâ— Duke You have no address I do believe ye I would ye had Alin. 'T were too much boldness Sir Upon so little knowledge less deserving Duke You 'll make a perfect Courtier Alin. A very poor one Duke A very fun one sweet come hither to me What killing eyes this Wench has in his glory Not the bright Sun when the Siâ—tan Star reigns Shines half so fiery Alin. Why does your Grace so view me Nothing but common handsomness dwells here Sir Scarce that your Grace is pleas'd to mock my meanness Duke Thou shalt not go I do not lie unto thee In my eye thou appear'st Alin. Dim not the sight Sir I am too dull an objâ—ct Duke Canst thou love me Canst thou love him will honour thee Alin. I can love And love as you do too but 't will not shew well Or if it do shew here where all light lustres â—insel affections make a glorious glistering 'T will halt i' th' handsom way Duke Are ye so cunning Dost think I love not truly Alin. No ye cannot You never travel'd that way yet pray pardon me I praie so boldly to you Duke There 's no harm done But what 's your reason sweet Alin. I would tell your Grace But happily Duke It shall be pleasing to me Alin. I should love you again and then you would hate me With all my service I should follow ye And through all dangers Duke This would more provoke me More make me see thy worths More make me meet ' em Alin. You should do so if ye did well and truly But though ye be a Prince and have power in ye Power of example too ye have sail'd and salter'd Duke Give me example where Alin. You had a Mistris Oh Heaven so bright so brave a dame so lovely In all her life so true Duke A Mistris Alin. That serv'd you with that constancy that care That lov'd your will and woo'd it too Duke What Mistris Alin. That not s'd your honour up held fast your vertue And when she kill encreas'd not stole your goodness Duke And I neglected her Aâ—in Lost her forsook her Wantonly slung her off Duke What was her name Alin. Her name as lovely as her self as noble And in it all that 's excellent Duke What was it Alin. Her name was Beau desert Do you know her now Sir Duke Beau-desert I do not remember Alin. I know you do not Yet she has a plainer name Lord Archas service Do you yet remember her there was a Mistris Fairer than Woman far fonder to you Sir Than Mothers to their first-born joyes Can you love Dare you profess that truth to me a stranger A thing of no regard no name no lustre When your most noble love you have neglected A beauty all the world would woo and honour Would you have me credit this think you can love me And hold ye constant when I have read this story Is' t possible you should ever favour me To a slight pleasure prove a friend and fast too When where you were most ty'd most bound to benefit bound by the chains of honesty and honour You have broke and boldly too I am a weak one Arm'd only with my fears I beseech your Grace Tempt me no further Du. Who taught you this Lesson Alin. Woful experience Sir if you seek a fair one Worthy your love if yet you have that perfect Two Daughters of his ruin'd vertue now Arrive at Court excellent fair indeed Sir But this will be the Plague on 't they 're excellent honest Enter Olympia and Petesca privately Du. I love thy face Alin. Upon my life ye cannot I do not love it my self Sir 't is a lewd one So truly ill Art cannot mend it but if 't were handsome At least if I thought so you should hear me
Princes of the Earth besides Gonzalo told me that thou wert honest Gas Yes Sir And you shall find it Fer. Shall I Gas All my follies Be â—â—se recorded to my shame Fer. Enough My heart is here for ever lodg'd Gas The Lady Fer. The place admits no time to utter all But Gaspero if thou wilt prove my friend I 'll say thou art Gas Your Servant I conceive ye We 'll chuse some fitter leisure Fer. Never man Was in a moment or more bless'd or wretched Exeunt Enter Hyparcha placing two Chairs Antinous and Erota Er. Leave us Hyp. I shall Exit Er. Antinous sit down Ant. Madam Er. I say sit down I do command you sit For look what honour thou dost gain by me I cannot lose it happy Antinous The graces and the higher Deities Smil'd at thy Birth and still continue it Then think that I who scorn lesser examples Must do the like such as do taste my power And talk of it with fear and reverence Shall do the same unto the man I favour I tell thee Youth thou hast a conquest won Since thou cam'st home greater than that last Which dignified thy Fame greater than if Thou should'st go out again and conquer farther For I am not ashamed to acknowledge My self subdued by thee Ant. Great Lady Er. Sit still I will not hear thee else now speak And speak like my Antinous like my Souldier Whom Cupid and not Mars hath sent to Battel Ant. I must I see be silent Er. So thou maist There 's greater action in it than in clamour A look if it be gracious will begin the War A word conclude it then prove no Coward S nce thou hast such a friendly enemy That teaches thee to conquer Ant. You do amaze me Madam I have no skill no practice in this War And whether you be serious or please To make your sport on a dejected man I cannot rightly guess but be it as it will It is a like unhappiness to me My discontents bear those conditions in them And lay me out so wretched no designs However truly promising a good Can make me relish ought but a sweet bitter Voluntary Exile Er. Why an Exile What comfort can there be in those Companions Which sad thoughts bring along with Enter Hyparcha Hyp. Madam Musick Er. Whence comes this well tun'd sound Hyp. I know not Madam Er. Listen Wench Whatever friendly hands they are that send it Song Let 'em play on they are Masters of their faculty Doth it please you Sir Ant. According to the time Er. Go to 'em Wench And tell 'em we shall thank 'em for they have kept As good time to our disposition as to their instruments Unless Antinous shall say he loves There never can be sweeter accents utter'd Enter Philander Phi. Let then the heart that did employ those hands Receive some small share of your thanks with them 'T is happiness enough that you did like it A fortune unto me that I should send it In such a lucky minute but to obtain So gracious welcome did exceed my hopes Er. Good Prince I thank you for 't Phi. O Madam pour not too fast joys on me But sprinkle 'em so gently I may stand 'em It is enough at first you have laid aside Those cruel angry looks out of your eyes With which as with your lovely you did strike All your Beholders in an Ecstasie Er. Philander you have long profest to love me Phi. Have I but profest it Madam Er. Nay but hear me Phi. More attentively than to an Oracle Er. And I will speak more truly if more can be Nor shall my language be wrapt up in Riddles But plain as truth it self I love this Gentleman Whose grief has made him so uncapable Of Love he will not hear at least not understand it I that have lookt with scornful eyes on thee And other Princes mighty in their states And in their friends as fortunate have now pray'd In a petitionary kind almost This man this well-deserving man that I must say To look upon this beauty yet you see He casts his eyes rather upon the ground Than he will turn 'em this way Philander You look pale I 'll talk no more Phi. Pray go forward I would be your Martyr To dye thus were immortally to live Er. Will you go to him then and speak for me You have loved longer but not ferventer Know how to speak for you have done it like An Orator even for your self then how will you for me Whom you profess to love above your self Phi. The Curses of Dissemblers follow me Unto my Grave and if I do not so Er. You may as all men do speak boldlier better In their friends cause still than in your own But speak your utmost yet you cannot feign I will stand by and blush to witness it Tell him since I beheld him I have lost The happiness of this life food and rest A quiet bosome and the state I went with Tell him how he has humbled the proud And made the living but a dead Erota Tell him withal that she is better pleas'd With thinking on him than enjoying these Tell him Philander Prince I talk in vain To you you do not mark me Phi. Indeed I do Er. But thou dost look so pale As thou wilt spoil the story in relating Phi. Not if I can but live to tell it Er. It may be you have not the heart Phi. I have a will I am sure how e'r my heart May play the Coward but if you please I 'll try Er. If a kiss will strengthen thee I give you leave To challenge it nay I will give it you Phi. O that a man should taste such heavenly bliss And be enjoyn'd to beg it for another Er. Alas it is a misery I grieve To put you to and I will suffer rather In his tyranny than thou in mine Phi. Nay Madam s nce I cannot have your love I will endeavour to dâ—serve your pity For I had rather have within the grave Your love than you should want it upon earth But how can I hope with a feeble tongue To instruct him in the rudiments of love When your most powerful Beauty cannot work it Er. Do what thou wilt Philander the request Is so unreasonable that I quit thee of it I desire now no more but the true patience And fortitude of Lovers with those helps Of sighs and tears which I think is all the Physick Phi. O if he did but hear you 't were enough And I will ' wake him from his Apoplexie Antinous Ant. My Lord Phi. Nay 'pray No courtesie to me you are my Lord Indeed you are for you command her heart That commands mine nor can you want to know it For look you she that told it you in words Explains it now more passionately in tears Either thou hast no heart or a marble one If those drops cannot melt it prithee look up And see how sorrow sits within her eyes And love the
neither his own person which is God like The world he rules nor what that world can purchase Nor all the glories subject to a Caesar The honours that he offers for my body The hopes gifts everlasting flatteries Nor any thing that 's his and apt to tempt me No not to be the Mother of the Empire And Queen of all the holy fires he worships Can make a Whore of Ard. You mistake us Lady Luc. Yet tell him this has thus much weaken'd me That I have heard his Knaves and you his Matrons Fit Nurses for his sins which gods forgive me But ever to be leaning to his folly Or to be brought to love his lust assure him And from her mouth whose life shall make it certain I never can I have a noble Husband Pray tell him that too yet a noble name A Noble Family and last a Conscience Thus much for your answer For your selves Ye have liv'd the shame of women dye the better Exit Luc. Phor. What 's now to do Ard. Ev'n as she said to dye For there 's no living here and women thus I am sure for us two Phor. Nothing stick upon her Ard. We have lost a mass of mony well Dame Vertue Yet ye may halt if good luck serve Phor. Worms take her She has almost spoil'd our trade Ard. So godly This is ill breeding Phorba Phor. If the women Should have a longing now to see this Monster And she convert 'em all Ard. That may be Phorba But if it be I 'll have the young men gelded Come let 's go think she must not scape us thus Thâ—re is a certain season if we hit That women may be rid without a Bit. Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Maximus and Aecius Max. I cannot blame the Nations noble friend That they fall off so fast from this wild man When under our Allegiance be it spoken And the most happy tye of our affections The worlds weight groans beneath him Where lives vertue Honour discretion wisdom who are call'd And chosen to the steering of the Empire But Bawds and singing Girls O my Aecius The glory of a Souldier and the truth Of men made up for goodness sake like shells Grow to the ragged walls for want of action Only your happy self and I that love you Which is a larger means to me than favour Aâ—ci No more my worthy friend though these be truths And though these truths would ask a Reformation At least a little squating yet remember We are but Subj cts Maximus obedience To what is done and grief for what is ill done Is all we can call ours The hearts of Princes Are like the Templâ—s of the gods pure incense Until unhallowed hands defile those offerings Burns ever there we muâ—t not put 'em out Because the Priests that touch those sweets are wicked We dare not dearest Friend nay moâ— we cannot While we consider who we are and how To what laws bound much more to what Law-giver Whilest Majesty is made to be obeyed And not to b inquired into whilst gods and angels Make but a rule as we do though a stricter Like desperate and unseason'd Fools let flye Our killing angers and forsake our honours Max. My noble Friend from whose instructions I never yet took surfeit weigh but thus much Nor think I speak it with ambition For by the gods I do not why Aecius Why are we thus or how become thus wretched Aecius You 'll fall again into your fit Max. I will not Or are we now no more the Sons of Romans No more the followers of their happy fortunes But conquer'd Gauls or Quivers for the Parthians Why is this Emperour this man we honour This God that ought to be Aecius You are too curious Max. Good give me leave why is this Author of us Aecius I dare not hear ye speak thus Max. I 'll be modest Thus led away thus vainly led away And we Beholders misconceive me not I sow no danger in my words But wherefore And to what end are we the Sons of Fathers Famous and fast to Rome why are their Vertues Stampt in the dangers of a thousand Battels For goodness sake their honours time outdaring I think for our example Aecius Ye speak nobly Max. Why are we seeds of these then to shake hands With Bawds and base informers kiss discredit And court her like a Mistriss 'pray your leave yet You 'll say the Emperour is young and apt To take impression rather from his pleasures Than any constant worthiness it may be But why do these the people call his pleasures Exceed the moderation of a man Nay to say justly friend why are they vices And such as shake our worths with forreign Nations Aecius You search the sore too deep and I must tell ye In any other man this had been boldness And forewarded 'pray depress your spirit For though I constantly believe you honest Ye were no friend for me else and what now Ye freely spake but good you owe to th' Empire Yet take heed worthy Maximus all ears Hear not with that distinction mine do few You 'll find admonishers but urgers of your actions And to the heaviest friend and pray consider We are but shadows motions others give us And thougn our pities may become the times Justly our powers cannot make me worthy To be your friend ever in fair Allegiance But not in force For durst mine own soul urge me And by that Soul I speak my just affections To turn my hand from Truth which is obedience And give the helm my Vertue holds to Anger Though I had both the Blessings of the Bruti And both their instigations though my Cause Carried a face of Justice beyond theirs And as I am a servant to my fortunes That daring soul that first taught disobedience Should feel the first example say the Prince As I may well believe seems vicious Who justly knows 't is not to try our honours Or say he be an ill Prince are we therefore Fit sires to purge him No my dearest friend The Elephant is never won with anger Nor must that man that would reclaim a Lion Take him by th' teeth Max. I pray mistake me not Aecius Our honest actions and the light that breaks Like morning from our service chaste and blushing Is that that pulls a Prince back then he sees And not till then truly repents his errours When Subjects Crystal Souls are glasses to him Max. My ever honour'd friend I 'll take your counsel The Emperour appears I 'll leave ye to him And as we both affect him may he flourish Exit Max. Enter the Emperour and Chilax Emp. Is that the best news Chil. Yet the best we know Sir Emp. Bid Maximus come to me and be gone then Mine own head be my helper these are fools How now Aecius are the Souldiers quiet Aecius Better I hope Sir than they were Emp. They are pleas'd I hear To censure me extreamly for my pleasures Shortly they 'll fight
â—n her own private Walks some forty Horse-men â—o to surprize her which we found and dealt with And sent 'em running home to the Duke their Master Like Dogs with bottles at their tails Sil. Since that I heard Sir She has sent her to your Cittadel to secure her My cosin Rodope your wife attending her Bar. You hear a truth and all convenient pleasures Are there proportion'd for her Sil. I would fain Sir Like one that owes a dutious service to her Sometimes so please you Bar. Gentle Cosin pardon me I must not nor you must not dare to offer The last Edict lies on his life pursues it Your friend Sir to command abroad to love you To lend ye any thing I have to wait upon ye But in the Cittadel where I stand charg'd Not a bit upon a march no service Sir No good Sir by no means I kiss your hands Sir Exit Sil. To your keeping only none else to look upon her None but Bartello worthy her attendance No faith but his to serve her Oh Belvidere Thou Saint to whom my youth is sacrific'd Thou point to which my life turns and my fortune Art thou lock'd from me now from all my comforts Art thou snatch'd violently thou hear'st me not Nor canst thou see fair soul thy servants mournings Yet let thy gentle heart feel what his absence The great divorse of minds so truly loving So long and nurs'd in one affection Even from our infant eyes suck'd in and nourish'd Oh let it feel but that and there stand constant And I am blest My dear Aunt Rodope That is her Governess did love me dearly There 's one hope yet to see her when he is absent â— may be ventur'd and she may work it closely 〈◊〉 know the Ladies will goe equal with me And so the danger of the Edict avoided â—et me think more for I must try all hazards Enter Claudio and Soto Soto Will ye go yonder Sir Cla. Yes marry will I Sir Soto And by this Ladder Cla. By that Ladder coxcombe Soto Have ye any more necks at home when this is broken â—or this will crack with the best friend he has Sir â—r can you pitch of all four like an Ape now â—et me see you tumble Cla. You are very pleasant Sir Soto No truly Sir I should be loath to see ye â—ome fluttering down like a young Rook cry squab And take ye up with your brains beaten into your buttocks Cla. Hold your peace Asse who 's this stands musing here â—ylvio Sil. Who calls me Cla. One most glad to see you Sir Sil. My dearest Claudio what make you thus private â—nd with a preparation of this nature Soto We have leave to play and are going to climb Birds nests Sil. Prethee what is it friend why start ye from me 〈◊〉 your old Mistriss grown so coy and cruel â—e must be scal'd it seems you are loath to tell me â—ce twenty years continuance of our friendship â—ay not be worth the weight of such a secret T will be but rude to aske again save ye Cla. Nay stay dear Silvio if you love me take it â— till you know it never woman labour'd â— I do now Sil. I 'll doe my best to ease it Cla. You have heard the Lady Belvidere Sil. What heard Sir Cla. Heard to the Cittadel upon some fears She is confin'd Sil. Why dreams he on this beauty 'T is true I have heard it Cla. And that no access No blessing from those eyes but with much hazard Even hazard of a life Sil. He dares not love her I have heard that too but whither points your purpose Cla. Oh Silvio let me speak that none may hear me None but thy truth I have lov'd this Lady long Long given away my life to her devotion Long dwelt upon that beauty to my ruine Sil. Do's she know this Cla. No there begins my misery Ixion-like I have only yet clasp'd clouds And fed upon poor empty dreams that starve me Sil. And what do you mean to do now Cla. Though I dye for 't Though all the tortures in the world hung on me Arm'd with imperious Love I stand prepar'd now With this to reach her Chamber there to see her And tell her boldly with what truth I love her Sil. 'T will not be easily done Sir Cla. Oh my Silvio The hardest things are sweetest in possession Sil. Nor will shew much discretion Cla. Love is blind man And he that looks for reason there far blinder Sil. Have ye consider'd ripely Cla. All that may fall And arm'd against that all Sil. Her honor too What she may suffer in this rash adventure The beauty of her name Cla. I 'll doe it closely And only at her window with that caution Sil. Are there no Guards Cla. Corruption chokes their service Sil. Or do you hold her bred so light a woman To hold commerce with strange tongues Cla. Why this service This only hazard of my life must tell her Though she were Vestas self I must deserve her Sil. I would not have ye go pray let it sink here And think a nobler way to raise your service A safer and a wiser Cla. 'T is too late Sir Sil. Then I must say You shall not goe Cla. I shall not Sil. You shall not go that part bred with ye friendship Bids me say boldly so and you observe me Cla. You stretch that tye too far Sil. I 'll stretch it farther The honor that I bear that spotless virtue You souly seek to taint unnobly covet Bids me command ye stay if not thus force ye Soto This will be worse than climbing Cla. Why do ye draw Sir Sil. To kill thee if thy base will be thy Master Cla. I ever was your friend Sil. Whilst thou wert honest And not a Night-thief of anothers honor I never call'd a fool my friend a mad man That durst expose his same to all opinions His life to unhonest dangers I never lov'd him Durst know his name that sought a Virgins ruine Nor ever took I pleasure in acquaintance With men that give as loose rains to their fancies As the wild Ocean to his raging fluxes A noble soul I twin with and my love Followes his life dares master his affections Will ye give off or fight Cla. I will not fight with ye The sacred name of friend ties up that anger Rather I 'll study Sil. Do to be a friend still Cla. If this way I shall never hold Sil. I 'll watch ye And if I catch ye false by heaven ye dye for 't All love forgot Cla. When I fear that I am fit for 't Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Lopez at a Table with Jewels and Money upon it an Egg roasting by a Candle Lop. Whilst prodigal young gaudy fools are banqueting And launching out their states to catch the giddy Thus do I study to preserve my fortune And hatch with care at home the wealth that Saints me Here 's Rubies of Bengala rich rich glorious
than after my name and that 's my nature Witty 'T is a strange harsh one must I still shift then â— come brave Cheats once to my trade agen And I 'll ply 't harder now than e'er I did for 't You 'll part with nothing then Sir Old K. Not a jot Sir Witty If I should ask you blessing e'r I goe Sir â— think you would not give 't me Old K. Let me but hear thou liv'st by thy wits once Thou shalt have any thing thou' rt none of mine else Then why should I take care for thee Witty ' Thank your bounty Exit Old K. So wealth love me and long life I beseech it As I do love the man that lives by his wits He comes so near my nature I 'm grown old now And even arriv'd at my last cheat I fear me â—â—t 't will make shift to bury me by day-light too And discharge all my Legacies 't is so wealthy And never trouble any Interest money â—'ve yet a Neece to wed over whose steps â— have plac'd a trusty watchful Guardianess For fear some poor Earl steal her 't has been threat'ned To redeem mortgag'd Land but he shall miss on 't To prevent which I have sought out a match for her â—op of Fop-Hall he writes himself I take it The antient'st Fop in England with whom I've privately Compounded for the third part of her portion Enter Sir Gregory Fop and Cuningham And she seems pleas'd so two parts rest with me He 's come Sir Gregory welcome what 's he Sir Sir Greg. Young Cuningham a Nâ—rfolk Gentleman One that has liv'd upon the Feps my kindred Ever since my remembrance he 's a wit indeed And we all strive to have him nay 't is certain Some of our name has gone to I aw for him Now 't is my turn to keep him and indeed He 's plaguy chargeable as all your wits are But I will give him over when I list I ha' us'd wits so before Old K. I hope when y' are married Sir you 'll shake him off Sir Greg. Why what do you take me to be old Father-i'Law that shall be do you think I 'll have any of the Wits hang upon me after I am married once none of my kindred ever had before me but where 's this Neece is' t a fashion in London to marry a woman and never see her Old K. Excuse the niceness Sir that care's your friend's Perhaps had she been seen you had never seen her There 's many a spent thing call'd and 't like your honor That lies in wait for her at first snap she 's a Countess Drawn with six Mares through Fleetstreet and a Coachman Sitting bare-headed to their Flanders buttocks This whets him on Sir Greg. Pray let 's clap up the business Sir I long to see her are you sure you have her Is she not there already Hark Hark oh hark Old K. How now what 's that Sir Sir Greg. Every Caroach goes by Goes ev'n to th' heart of me Old K. I 'll have that doubt eas'd Sir Instantly eas'd Sir Gregory and now I think on 't A toy comes i' my mind seeing your friend there We 'll have a little sport give you but way to 't And put a trick upon her I love Wit pretiously You shall not be seen yet we 'll stale your friend first If 't please but him to stand for the Anti-mask Sir Gr. Puh he shall stand for any thing why his supper Lies i' my breeches here I 'll make him fast else Old K. Then come you forth more unexpectedly The Mask it self a thousand a year joynture The cloud your friend will be then drawn away And only you the beauty of the Play Sir Gr. For Red and Black I 'll put down all your Fallers Let but your Neece bring White and we have three colours Exit Sir Greg. Old K. I 'm given to understand you are a Wit Sir Cuning I 'm one that Fortune shews small favour to Sir Old K. Why there you conclude it whether you will or no Sir To tell you truth I 'm taken with a Wit Cun. Fowlers catch Woodcocks so let not them know so much Old K. A pestilence mazard a Duke Humphrey spark Had rather lose his dinner than his jest I say I love a Wit the best of all things Cun. Always except your self Old K. Has giv'n't me twice now Enter Neece and Guardianess All with a breath I thank him but that I love a Wit I should be heartily angry cuds my Neece You know the business with her Cun. With a Woman 'T is ev'n the very same it was I 'm sure Five thousand years ago no fool can miss it Old K. This is the Gentleman I promis'd Neece To present to your affection Cun. W' are that Arrow Old K. Deliver me the truth now of your liking Cun I 'm spoil'd already that such poor lean Game Should be found out as I am Old K. Go set to her Sir ha ha ha Cun. How noble is this virtue in you Lady Your eye may seem to commit a thousand slaughters On your dull servants which truly tasted Conclude all in comforts Old K. Puh Neece It rather shews what a true worth can make Such as yours is Old K. And that 's not worth a groat How like you him Neece Neece It shall appear how well Sir I humbly thank you for him Old K. Hah ha good gullery he does it well i'faith Light as if he meant to purchase Lip-land there Hold hold bear off I say slid your part hangs too long Cun. My joys are mockeries Neece Y' have both exprest a worthy care and love Sir Had mine-own eye been set at liberty To make a publick choice believe my truth Sir It could not ha' done better for my heart Than your good providence has Old K. You will say so then Alas sweet Neece all this is but the scabbard Now I draw forth the weapon Neece How Old K. Sir Gregory Approach thou lad of thousands Enter Sir Gregory Sir Gr. Who calls me Neece What motion 's this the Model of Ninivie Old K. Accost her daintily now let me advise thee Sir Gr. I was advis'd to bestow dainty cost on you Neece You were ill advis'd back and take better counsel You may have good for an Angel the least cost You can bestow upon a woman Sir Trebles ten Counsellors Fees in Lady-ware Y' are over head and ears e'r you be aware Faith keep a batchelor still and go to Bowls Sir Follow your Mistriss there and prick and save Sir For other Mistresses will make you a slave Sir Sir Gr. So so I have my lerrepoop already Old K. Why how now Neece this is the man I tell you Neece He hang him Sir I know you do but mock This is the man you would say Old K. The Devil rides I think Cun. I must use cunning here Old K. Make me not mad use him with all respect This is the man I swear Neece Would
in my solemn walks 'Twixt Paddington and Panâ—ridge of a Scarfe Sent for a token and a Jewel follow'd But I acknowledge not the receipt of any How e'er 't is carried believe me Sir Upon my reputation I receiv'd none Cun. What neither Scarfe nor Jewel Clow. 'T would be seen Some where about me you may well think that I have an arme for a Scarfe as others have An Ear to hang a Jewel too and that 's more Then some men have my betters a great deal I must have restitution where e'er it lights Cun. And reason good Clow. For all these tokens Sir Pass i' my name Cun. It cannot otherwise be Clow. Sent to a worthy friend Cun. I that 's to thee Clow. I 'm wrong'd under that title Cun. I dare sware thou art 'T is nothing but Sir Gregories circumvention His envious spite when thou' rt at Paddington He meets the gifts at Panâ—ridge Clow. Ah false Knight False both to honor and the Law of Arms Cun. What wilt thou say if I be reveng'd for thee Thou sit as Witness Clow. I should laugh in state then Cun. I 'll fob him here 's my hand Clow. I shall be as glad as any Man alive to see him well fob'd Sir but now you talk of fobbing I wonder the Lady sends not for me according to promise I ha' kept out o' Town these two dayes a purpose to be sent for I am almost starv'd with walking Cun. Walking gets men a stomach Clow. 'T is most true Sir I may speak it by experience for I ha' got a stomach six times and lost it agen as often as a traveller from Chelsy shall lose the sight of Pauls and get it agen Cun. Go to her Man Clow. Not for a Million enfringe my oath there 's a toy call'd a Vow has past between us a poor trifle Sir Pray do me the part and office of a Gentleman if you chance to meet a Footman by the way in Orange tawny ribbands running before an empty Coach with a Buzard i' th' Poop on 't direct him and his horses toward the new River by Islington there they shall have me looking upon the Pipes and whistling Exit Clow. Cun. A very good note this love makes us all Monkeyes But to my work ' Scarfe first and now a Diamond these should be sure signs of her affections truth Exit Yet I 'll go forward with my surer proof Exit Enter Neece and Sir Gregory Neece Is' t possible Sir Greg. Nay here 's his Letter too there 's a fine Jewel in 't Therefore I brought it to you Neece You tedious Mongril Is' t not enough To grace thee to receive this from thy hand A thing which makes me almost sick to do But you must talk too Sir Greg. I ha' done Neece Fall back Yet backer backer yet you unmannerly puppy Do you not see I 'm going about to read it Sir Greg. Nay these are golden dayes now I stay by 't She was wont not to endure me in her sight at all The World mends I see that Neece What an ambiguous Superscription 's here To the best of Neeces Why that title may be mine And more than her's Sure I much wrong the neatness of his art 'T is certain sent to me and to requite My cunning in the carriage of my Tokens Us'd the same Fop for his Sir Greg. She nodded now to me 't will come in time Neece What 's here an entire Rubye cut into a heart And this the word Istud Amoris opus Sir Greg. Yes yes I have heard him say that love is the best stone-cutter Neece Why thou sawcy issue of some travelling Sowgelder What makes love in thy mouth Is it a thing That ever will concern thee I do wonder How thou dar'st think on 't hast thou ever hope To come i' the same roome where lovers are And scape unbrain'd with one of their velvet slippers Sir Greg. Love tricks break out I see and you talk of slippers once 'T is not far off to bed time Neece Is it possible thou canst laugh yet I would ha' undertook to ha' kill'd a spider With less venome far than I have spit at thee Sir Greg. You must conceive A Knight's another manner a piece of flesh Neece Back Owles-face Within O. K. Do do Neece 'T is my Unckles voice that Why keep you so far off Sir Gregory Are you afraid Sir to come near your Mistriss Sir Greg. Is the proud heart come down I lookt for this still Neece He comes not this way yet Away you dog-whelp Would you offer to come near me though I said so I 'll make you understand my mind in time You run in greedily like a hound to his breakfast That chops in head and all to beguile his fellows I 'm to be eaten Sir with Grace and leisure Behaviour and discourse things that ne'er trouble you After I have pelted you sufficiently I tro you will learn more manners Sir Greg. I 'm wondring still when we two shall come together Tuesday 's at hand but I 'm as far off as I was at first I swear Enter Gardianess Gard. Now Cuningame I 'll be reveng'd at large Lady what was but all this while suspition Is truth full blown now my Neece wears your Scarfe Neece Hah Gard. Do but follow me I 'll place you instantly Where you shall see her courted by Cuningame Neece I go with greediness we long for things That break our hearts sometimes there 's pleasures misery Exeunt Neece and Gard. Sir Greg. Where are those gad-flies going to some Junket now That some old bumble-bee toles the young one forth To sweet meats after kind let 'em look to 't The thing you wot on be not mist or gone I bring a Maiden-head and I look for one Which is only a Papper so drest Exit Enter Cunningame in discourse with a Mack't Gentlewoman in a broad hat and scarf'd Neece at another door Cun. Yes yes Neece Too manifest now the Scarfe and all Cun. It cannot be you 're such a fearful soul Neece I 'll give her cause of fear e'er I part from her Cun. Will you say so Is' t not your Aunts desire too Neece What a dissembling croane's that she 'l sorswear't now Cun. I see my project takes yonder 's the grace on 't Neece Who would put confidence in wit again I 'm plagu'd for my ambition to desire A wiâ—e Man for a husband and I see Fate will not have us go beyond our stint We are allow'd but one dish and that 's Woodcock It keeps up wit to make us friends and servants of And thinks any thing 's good enough to make us husbands Oh that Whores hat o' thine o' the riding block A shade for lecherous kisses Cun. Make you doubt on 't Is not my love of force Neece Yes me it forces To tear that sorcerous strumpet from th' imbraces Cun. Lady Neece Oh thou hast wrong'd the exquisit'st love Cun. What mean you Lady Neece Mine you
be Lys As Mask can be Strat. Yes they must commend their King and speak in praise of the Assembly bless the Bride and Bridegroom in person of some God th' are tyed to rules of flattery Cle. See good my Lord who is return'd Lys Noble Melantius Enter Melantius The Land by me welcomes thy vertues home to Rhodes thou that with blood abroad buyest us our peace the breath of Kings is like the breath of Gods My brother wisht thee here and thou art here he will be too kind and weary thee with often welcomes but the time doth give thee a welcome above this or all the worlds Mel. My Lord my thanks but thâ—â— scratcht limbs of mine have spoke my love and truth unto my friends more than my tongue ere could my mind 's the same it ever was to you where I find worth I love the keeper till he let it go And then I follow it Diph. Hail worthy brother He that rejoyces not at your return In safety is mine enemy for ever Mel. I thank thee Diphilus but thou art faulty I sent for thee to exercise thine armes With me at Patria thou cam'st not Diphilus 'T was ill Diph. My noble brother my excuse Is my King 's strict command which you my Lord Can witness with me Lys 'T is true Melantius He might not come till the solemnity Of this great match were past Diph. Have you heard of it Mel. Yes I have given cause to those that Envy my deeds abroad to call me gamesome I have no other business here at Rhodes Lys We have a Mask to night And you must tread a Soldiers measure Mel. These soft and silken wars are not for me The Musick must be shrill and all confus'd That stirs my blood and then I dance with armes But is Amintor Wed Diph. This day Mel. All joyes upon him for he is my friend Wonder not that I call a man so young my friend His worth is great valiant he is and temperate And one that never thinks his life his own If his friend need it when he was a boy As oft as I return'd as without boast I brought home conquest he would gaze upon me And view me round to find in what one limb The vertue lay to do those things he heard Then would he wish to see my Sword and feel The quickness of the edge and in his hand Weigh it he oft would make me smile at this His youth did promise much and his ripe years Will see it all perform'd Enter Aspatia passing by Melan. Hail Maid and Wife Thou fair Aspatia may the holy knot That thou hast tyed to day last till the hand Of age undo 't may'st thou bring a race Unto Amintor that may fill the world Successively with Souldiers Asp My hard fortunes Deserve not scorn for I was never proud When they were good Mel. How 's this Exit Aspatia Lys You are mistaken for she is not married Mel. You said Amintor was Diph. 'T is true but Mel. Pardon me I did receive Letters at Patria from my Amintor That he should marry her Diph. And so it stood In all opinion long but your arrival Made me imagine you had heard the change Mel. Who hath he taken then Lys A Lady Sir That bears the light above her and strikes dead With flashes of her eye the fair Evadne your vertuous Sister Mel. Peace of heart betwixt them but this is strange Lys The King my brother did it To honour you and these solemnities Are at his charge Mel. 'T is Royal like himself But I am sad my speech bears so unfortunate a sound â—o beautiful Aspatia there is rage â—id in her fathers breast Calianax Bent long against me and he should not think If I could call it back that I would take So bâ—â—e revenges as to scorn the state Of his neglected daughter holds he still his greatness with the King Lys Yes but â—â—is Lady Walks discontented with her watry eyes Bent on the earth the unfrequented woods Are her delight and when she sees a bank Stuck full of flowers she with a sigh will tell Her servants what a pretty place it were To bury lovers in and make her maids Pluck 'em and strow her over like a Corse She carries with her an infectious grief That strikes all her beholders she will sing The mournful'st things that ever ear hath heard And sigh and sing again and when the rest Of our young Ladies in their wanton blood Tell mirthful tales in course that fill the room With laughter she will with so sad a look Bring forth a story of the silent death Of some forsaken Virgin which her grief Will put in such a phrase that ere she end She 'l send them weeping one by one away Mel. She has a brother under my command Like her a face as womanish as hers But with a spirit that hath much out-grown The number of his years Enter Amintor Cle. My Lord the Bridegroom Mel. I might run fiercely not more hastily Upon my foe I love thee well Amintor My mouth is much too narrow for my heart I joy to look upon those eyes of thine Thou art my friend but my disorder'd speech cuts off my love Amin. Thou art Melantius All love is spoke in that a sacrifice To thank the gods Melantius is return'd In safety victory sits on his sword As she was wont may she build there and dwell And may thy Armour be as it hath been Only thy valour and thy innocence What endless treasures would our enemies give That I might hold thee still thus Mel. I am but poor in words but credit me young man Thy Mother could no more but weep for joy to see thee After long absence all the wounds I have Fetch not so much away nor all the cryes Of Widowed Mothers but this is peace And what was War Amin. Pardon thou holy God Of Marriage bed and frown not I am forc't In answer of such noble tears as those To weep upon my Wedding day Mel. I fear thou art grown too sick for I hear A Lady mourns for thee men say to death Forsaken of thee on what terms I know not Amin. She had my promise but the King forbad it And made me make this worthy change thy Sister Accompanied with graces above her With whom I long to lose my lusty youth And grow old in her arms Mel. Be prosperous Enter Messenger Messen My Lord the Maskers rage for you Lys We are gone Cleon Sâ—rato Diphilus Amin. Wee 'l all attend you we shall trouble you With our solemnities Mel. Not so Amintor But if you laugh at my rude carriage In peace I 'le do as much for you in War When you come thither yet I have a Mistress To bring to your delights rough though I am I have a Mistress and she has a heart She saies but trust me it is stone no better There is no place that I can challenge in 't But you stand still and here
Amintor and will swear again If you will wish to hear me Amin. To whom have you Sworn this Evad. If I should name him the matter were not great Amin. Come this is but the coyness of a Bride Evad. The coyness of a Bride Amin. How prettily that srown becomes thee Evad. Do you like it so Amin. Thou canst not dress thy face in such a look But I shall like it Evad. What look likes you best Amin. Why do you ask Evad. That I may shew you one less pleasing to you Amin. How 's that Evad. That I may shew you one less pleasing to you Amint. I prethee put thy jests in milder looks It shews as thou wert angry Evad. So perhaps I am indeed Amint. Why who has done thee wrong Name me the man and by thy self I swear Thy yet unconquer'd self I will revenge thee Evad. Now I shall try thy truth if thou dost love me Thou weigh'st not any thing compar'd with me Life Honour joyes Eternal all Delights This world can yield or hopeful people seign Or in the life to come are light as Air To a true Lover when his Lady frowns And bids him do this wilt thou kill this man Swear my Amintor and I 'le kiss the sin off from thy lips Amin. I will not swear sweet Love Till I do know the cause Evad. I would thou wouldst Why it is thou that wrongest me I hate thee Thou shouldst have kill'd thy self Amint. If I should know that I should quickly kill The man you hated Evad. Know it then and do 't Amint. Oh no what look soe're thou shalt put on To try my saith I shall not think thee false I cannot find one blemish in thy face Where falshood should abide leave and to bed If you have sworn to any of the Virgins That were your old companions to preserve Your Maidenhead a night it may be done without this means Evad. A Maidenhead Amintor at my years Amint. Sure she raves this cannot be Thy natural temper shall I call thy maids Either thy healthful sleep hath left thee long Or else some Fever rages in thy blood Evad. Neither Amintor think you I am mad Because I speak the truth Amint. Will you not lie with me to night Evad. To night you talk as if I would hereafter Amint. Hereafter yes I do Evad. You are deceiv'd put off amazement and with patience mark What I shall utter for the Oracle Knows nothing truer 't is not for a night Or two that I forbear thy bed but for ever Amint. I dream awake Amintor Evad. You hear right I sooner will find out the bees â—f Snakes And with my youthful blood waâ—m their cold flesh Let 〈◊〉 câ—â—â—â— themselves about my Limbs 〈◊〉 â—eep one night with thee this is not feign'd Nor founds it like the covness of a Bride Amint. Is flesh so earthly to endure all this A chiefe the joyes of Marriage Hymen keep This sâ—â—â— that will make succeeding youth Neglect thy Ceremonies from all ears Let it not rise up for thy shame and mine To after ages we will scorn thy Laws If thou no better bless them touch the heart Of her that thou hast sent me or the world Shall know there 's not an Altar that will smoak In praise of thee we will adopt us Sons Then vertue shall inherit and not blood If we do lust we 'l take the next we meet Serving our selves as other Creatures do And nover take note of the Female more Nor of her issue I do â—age in vain She can but jest Oh! pardon me my Love So dear the thoughts are that I hold of thee That I must break forth satisfie my fear It is a pain beyond the hand of death To be in doubt confirm it with an Oath if this be true Evad. Do you invent the form Let there be in it all the binding words Devils and Conjurers can put together And I will take it I have sworn before And here by all things holy do again Never to be acquainted with thy bed Is your doubt over now Amint. I know too much would I had doubted still Was â—ver such a marriage night as this You powers above if you did ever mean Man should be us'd thus you have thought a way How he may bear himself and save his honour Instruct me in it for to my dull eyes There is no mean no moderate course to run I must live scorn'd or be a murderer Is there a third why is this night so calm Why does not Heaven speak in Thunder to us And drown her voice â—â—â—d This rage will do no good Amint. Evadne hear me thou hast ta'ne an Oath But such a rash one that to keep it were Worse than to swear it call it back to thee Such vows as those never ascend the Heaven A teaâ— or two will wash it quite away Have mercy on my youth my hopeful youth If thou be pitiful for without boast This Land was proud of me what Lady was there That men call'd fair and vertuous in this Isle That would have shun'd my love It is in thee To make me hold this worth Oh! we vain men That trust out all our reputation To rest upon the weak and yielding hand Of feeble Women but thou art not stone Thy flesh is soft and in thine eyes doth dwell The spirit of Love thy heart cannot be hard Come lead me from the bottom of despair To all the joyes thou hast I know thou wilt And make me careful lest the sudden change O're come my spirits Evad. When I call back this Oath the pains of hell inviron me Amin. I sleep and am too temperate come to bed or by Those hairs which if thou hast a soul like to thy locks Were threads for Kings to wear about their arms Evad. Why so perhaps they are Amint. I 'le drag thee to my bed and make thy tongue Undo this wicked Oath or on thy flesh I 'le print a thousand wounds to let out life Evad. I fear thee not do what thou dar'st to me Every ill-sounding word or threatning look Thou shew'st to me will be reveng'd at full Amint. It will not sure Evadne Evad. Do not you hazard that Amint. Ha' ye your Champions Evad. Alas Amintor thinkst thou I forbear To sleep with thee because I have put on A maidens strictness look upon these cheeks And thou shalt find the hot and rising blood Unapt for such a vow no in this heart There dwels as much desire and as much will To put that wisht act in practice as ever yet Was known to woman and they have been shown Both but it was the folly of thy youth To think this beauty to what Land soe're It shall be call'd shall stoop to any second I do enjoy the best and in that height Have sworn to stand or die you guess the man Amint. No let me know the man that wrongs me so That I may cut his body into motes And scatter it before the
There 's theme enough for one man for an age Meg. Sir they stand right and my lips are yet even Smooth young enough ripe enough red enough Or my glass wrongs me Pha. O they are two twin'd Cherries died in blushes Which those fair suns above with their bright beams Reflect upon and ripen sweetest beauty Bow down those branches that the longing taste Of the faint looker on may meet those blessings And taste and live Meg. O delicate sweet Prince She that hath snow enough about her heart To take the wanton spring of ten such lines off May be a Nun without probation Sir you have in such neat poetry gathered a kiss That if I had but five lines of that number Such pretty begging blanks I should commend Your fore-head of your cheeks and kiss you too Pha. Do it in prose you cannot miss it Madam Meg. I shall I shall Pha. By my life you shall not I 'le prompt you first Can you do it now Meg. Methinks 't is easie now I ha' don 't before But yet I should stick at it Pha. Stick till to morrow I 'le ne'r part you sweetest But we lose time Can you love me Meg. Love you my Lord How would you have me love you Pha. I 'le teach you in a short sentence cause I will not load your memory this is all love me and lie with me Meg. Was it lie with you that you said 'T is impossible Pha. Not to a willing mind that will endeavour if I do not teach you to do it as easily in one night as you 'l go to bed I 'le lose my Royal blood sor't Meg. Why Prince you have a Lady of your own that yet wants teaching Pha. I 'le sooner teach a Mare the old measures than teach her any thing belonging to the function she 's afraid to lie with her self if she have but any masculine imaginations about her I know when we are married I must ravish her Meg. By my honour that 's a foul fault indeed but time and your good help will wear it out Sir Pha. And for any other I see excepting your dear self dearest Lady I had rather be Sir Tim the Schoolmaster and leap a Dairy-maid Meg. Has your Grace seen the Court-star Galatea Pha. Out upon her she 's as cold of her favour as an apoplex she sail'd by but now Meg. And how do you hold her wit Sir Pha. I hold her wit The strength of all the Guard cannot hold it if they were tied to it she would blow 'em out of the Kingdom they talk of Jupiter he 's but a squib cracker to her Look well about you and you may find a tongue-bolt But speak sweet Lady shall I be freely welcome Meg. Whither Pha. To your bed if you mistrust my faith you do me the unnoblest wrong Meg. I dare not Prince I dare not Pha. Make your own conditions my purse shall seal'em and what you dare imagine you can want I 'le furnish you withal give two hours to your thoughts every morning about it Come I know you are bashful speak in my car will you be mine keep this and with it me soon I will visit you Meg. My Lord my Chamber 's most unsafe but when 't is night I 'le find some means to slip into your lodging till when Pha. Till when this and my heart go with thee Ex. several ways Enter Galatea from behind the hangings Gal. Oh thou pernicious Petticoat Prince are these your vertues Well if I do not lay a train to blow your sport up I am no woman and Lady Towsabel I 'le sit you for 't Exit Gal. Enter Arethusa and a Lady Are. Where 's the boy La. Within Madam Are. Gave you him gold to buy him cloaths La. I did Are. And has he don 't La. Yes Madam Are. 'T is a pretty sad talking boy is it not Askt you his name La. No Madam Enter Galatea Are. O you are welcome what good news Gal. As good as any one can tell your Grace That saies she hath done that you would have wish'd Are. Hast thou discovered Gal. I have strained a point of modesty for you Are. I prethee how Gal. In listning after bawdery I see let a Lady live never so modestly she shall be sure to find a lawful time to harken after bawdery your Prince brave Pharamond was so hot on 't Are. With whom Gal. Why with the Lady I suspect I can tell the time and place Are. O when and where Gal. To night his Lodging Are. Run thy self into the presence mingle there again With other Ladies leave the rest to me If destiny to whom we dare not say Why thou didst this have not decreed it so In lasting leaves whose smallest Characters Were never altered yet this match shall break Where 's the boy La. Here Madam Enter Bellario Are. Sir you are sad to change your service is' t not so Bell. Madam I have not chang'd I wait on you To do him service Are. Thou disclaim'st in me Tell me thy name Bell. Bellario Are. Thou canst sing and play Bell. If grief will give me leave Madam I can Are. Alas what kind of grief can thy years know Hadst thou a curst master when thou went'st to School Thou art not capable of other grief Thy brows and cheeks are smooth as waters be When no dreath troubles them believe me boy Care seeks out wrinkled brows and hollow eyes And builds himself caves to abide in them Come Sir tell me truly does your Lord love me Bell. Love Madam I know not what it is Are. Canst thou know grief and never yet knew'st love Thou art deceiv'd boy does he speak of me As if he wish'd me well Bell. If it be love To forget all respect of his own friends In thinking of your face if it be love To sit cross arm'd and sigh away the day Mingled with starts crying your name as loud And hastily as men i' the streets do fire If it be love to weep himself away When he but hears of any Lady dead Or kill'd because it might have been your chance If when he goes to rest which will not be 'Twixt every prayer he saies to name you once As others drop a bead be to be in love Then Madam I dare swear he loves you Are. O y' are a cunning boy and taught to lie For your Lords credit but thou knowest a lie That bears this sound is welcomer to me Than any truth that saies he loves me not Lead the way Boy Do you attend me too 'T is thy Lords business hasts me thus Away Exeunt Enter Dion Cleremont Thrasilin Megra and Galatea Di. Come Ladies shall we talk a round As men Do walk a mile women should take an hour After supper 'T is their exercise Gal. 'T is late Meg. 'T is all My eyes will do to lead me to my bed Gal. I fear they are so heavy you 'l scarce find The way to your lodging with 'em to night Enter
Satten eat by the hope of surfeits and lie down only in expectation of a morrow that may undo some easie hearted fool or reach a widows curses Let out mony whose use returns the principal and get out of these troubles a consuming heir For such a one must follow necessarily you shall die hated if not old and miserable and that possest wealth that you got with pining live to see tumbled to anothers hands that is no more a kin to you than you to his coâ—zenage Widow Sir you speak well would God that charity had first begun here Young Lo. 'T is yet time Be merrie me thinks you want wine there there 's more i' th' house Captain where rests the health Captain It shall goe round boy Young Lo. Say you can suffer this because the end points at much profit can you so far bow below your blood below your too much beautie to be a partner of this fellowes bed and lie with his diseases if you can I will nor press you further yet look upon him there 's nothing in that hide-bound Usurer that man of mat that all decai'd but aches for you to love unless his perisht lungs his drie cough or his scurvie This is truth and so far I dare speak yet he has yet past cure of Physick spaw or any diet a primitive pox in his bones and o' my Knowledge he has been ten times rowell'd ye may love him he had a bastard his own toward issue whipt and then cropt for washing out the roses in three farthings to make 'em pence Widow I do not like these Morals Young Lo. You must not like him then Enter Elder Love Elder Lo. By your leave Gentlemen Young Lo. By my troth sir you are welcom welcom faith Lord what a stranger you are grown pray know this Gentlewoman and if you please these friends here we are merry you see the worst on 't your house has been kept warm Sir Elder Lo. I am glad to hear it Brother pray God you are wise too Young Lo. Pray Mr Morecraft know my elder Brother and Captain do you complement Savil I date swear is glad at heart to see you Lord we heard Sir you were drown'd at Sea and see how luckily things come about More This mony must be paid again Sir Young Lo. No Sir pray keep the Sale 't will make good Tailoâ—s measures I am well I thank you Wid. By my troth the Gentleman has stew'd him in his own Sawce I shall love him for 't Sav. I know not where I am I am so glad your worship is the welcom'st man alive upon my knees I bid you welcome home here has been such a hurry such a din such dismal Drinking Swearing and Whoring 'thas almost made me mad we have all liv'd in a continual Turnbal-street Sir blest be Heaven that sent you safe again now shall I eat and go to bed again Elder Lo. Brother dismiss these people Young Lo. Captain be gone a while meet me at my old Randevouse in the evening take your small Poet with you Mr Morecraft you were best go prattle with your learned Counsel I shall preserve your mony I was couzen'd when time was we are quit Sir Wid. Better and better still Elder Lo. What is this fellow Brother Young Lo. The thirsty Usurer that supt my Land off Elder Lo. What does he tarry for Young Lo. Siâ— to be Landlord of your House and State I was bold to make a little sale Sir More Am I overreach'd if there be Law I 'le hamper ye Elder Lo. Pâ—ethee be gone and rave at home thou art so base a fool I cannot laugh at thee Sirrah this comes of couzening home and spaâ—e eat Reddish till you raise your sums again If you stir far in this I 'le have you whipt your caâ—s nail'd for intelligencing o' the Pillory and your goods forfeit you are a stale conzener leave my house no more More A pox upon your house Come Widow I shall yet hamper this young Gamester Wid. Good twelve i' th' hundred keep your way I am not for your diet marry in your own Tribe Jew and get a Broker Young Lo. 'T is well said Widow will you jog on Sir More Yes I will go but 't is no matter whither But when I trust a wild Fool and a Woman May I lend Gratis and build Hospitals Young Lo. Nay good Sir make all even here 's a Widow wants your good word for me she 's rich and may renew me and my fortunes Elder Lo. I am glad you look before you Gentlewoman here is a poor distressed younger Brother Wid. You do him wrong Sir he 's a Knight Elder Lo. I ask you mercy yet 't is no matter his Knighthood is no inheritance I take it whatsoever he is he is your Servant or would be Lady Faith be not merciless but make a man he 's young and handsome though he bâ— my Brother and his observances may deserve your Love he shall not sail for means Wid. Sir you speak like a worthy Brother and so much I do credit your fair Language that I shall love your Brother and so love him but I shall blush to say more Elder Lo. Stop her mouth I hope you shall not live to know that hour when this shall be repented Now Brother I should chide but I 'le give no distaste to your fair Mistress I will instruct her in 't and she shall do 't you have been wild and ignorant pray mend it Young Lo. Sir every day now Spring comes on Elder Lo. To you good Mr Savil and your Office thus much I have to say Y'aâ—â— from my Steward become first your own Drunkâ—â—d then his Bawd they say y' are excellent grown in both and perfect give me your keys Sir Savil Savil. Good Sir consider whom you left me to Elder Lo I left you as a carb for not to provoke my Brothers follies where 's the best drink now come tell me Savil where 's the soundest Whores Ye old he Goat ye dried Ape ye lame Stallion must you be leading in my house your Whores like Fairies dance their night rounds without fear either of King or Constable within my walls Are all my Hangings safe my Sheep unsold yet I hope my Plate is currant I ha' too much on 't What say you to 300 pounds in drink now Sav. Good Sir forgive me and but hear me speak Elder Lo. Me thinks thou shouldst be drunk still and not speak 't is the more pardonable Sav. I will Sir if you will have it so Elder Lo. I thank ye yes e'ne pursue it Sir do yoâ— hear get a Whore soon for your recreation go look oâ—â— Captain Broken-breech your fellow and Quarrel if you dare I shall deliver these Keys to one shall have more honesty though not so much fine wit Sir You may walk and gather Cresses sit to cool your Liver there 's something for you to begin a Diet you 'l have the Pox else Speed yoâ— well Sir
yonder Cast from his Mistris favour and such a coil there is Such fending and such proving she stands off And will by no means yield to composition He offers any price his body to her Sel. She is a hard Lady denies that caution Leo. And now they whine and now they rave faith Princes 'T were a good point of charity to piece 'em For less than such a power will doe just nothing And if you mean to see him there it must be For there will he grow till he be transplanted Sel. Beseech your grace let 's wait upon you thithâ—r That I may see that beauty dares deny him That scornfull beauty Ptol. I should think it worse now I brought up beauty Ant. She has too much reason for 't Which with too great a grief I shame to think of â—ut we 'll go see this game Lys Rather this wonder Ant. Be you our guide Leontius here 's a new peace Ex. SCENE V. Enter Demetrius and Celia Cel. Thus far you shall perswade me still to honour ye â—till to live with ye Sir or near about ye â—or not to lye you have my first and last love â—ut since you have conceiv'd an evil against me â—n evil that so much concerns your honour â—hat honour aim'd by all at for a pattern â—nd though there be a false thought and confest too â—nd much repentance faln in showrs to purge it â—et whilest that great respect I ever bore ye Dwells in my bloud and in my heart that duty Had it but been a dream I must not touch ye Dem. O you will make some other happy Cel. Never Upon this hand I 'le seal that saith Dem. We may kiss â—ut not those out o' th' peace too Cel. Those I 'le give ye â—o there you will be pleas'd to pitch your ne ultra 〈◊〉 will be merry with ye sing discourse with ye â—e your poor Mistris still In truth I love ye Enter Leontius Antigonus Seleucus Lysimachus Ptolomie Lieutenant and Gentleman Dem. Stay who are these Lys A very handsom Lady Leo. As e're you saw Sel. Pity her heart 's so cruel Lys How does your Grace he stands still will not hear us Ptol. We come to serve ye Sir in all our fortunes Lys He bows a little now he 's strangely alter'd Sel. Ha pray ye a word Leontius pray ye a word with ye Lysmachus you both knew mine Enanthe 〈◊〉 lost in Antioch when the Town was taken Mine Uncle slain Antigonus had the sack on 't Lys Yes I remember well the Girl Sel. Methinks now That face is wondrous like her I have her picture The same but more years on her the very same Lys A Cherry to a Chery is not liker Sel. Look on her eyes Leo. Most certain she is like her Many a time have I dandled her in these arms Sir And I hope who will more Ant. What 's that ye look at Prnices Sel. This Picture and that Lady Sir Ant. Ha! they are near They only err in time Lys Did you mark that blush there That came the nearest Sel. I must speak to her Leo. You 'll quickly be resolved Sel. Your name sweet Lady Cel. Enanthe Sir and this to beg your blessing Sel. Do you know me Cel. If you be the King Seleucus I know you are my Father Sel. Peace a little Where did I lose ye Cel. At the Sack of Antioch Where my good Unckle di'd and I was taken By a mean Souldier taken by this Prince This noble Prince redeem'd from him again Where ever since I have remain'd his Servant Sel. My joys are now too full welcome Enanthe Mine own my dearest and my best Enanthe Dem. And mine too desperate Sel. You shall not think so This is a peace indeed Ant. I hope it shall be And ask it first Cel. Most Royal Sir ye have it Dem. I once more beg it thus Sel. You must not be deny'd Sir Cel. By me I am sure he must not sure he shall not Kneeling I give it too kneeling I take it And from this hour no envious spight e're part us All. The gods give happy joyes all comforts to ye Dem. My new Enanthe Ant. Come beat all the Drums up And all the noble instruments of War Let 'em fill all the Kingdom with their sounds And those the brazen Arch of Heaven break through While to the Temple we conduct these two Leo. May they be ever loving ever young And ever worthy of those lines they sprung May their fair issues walk with time along Lieu. And hang a Coward now and there 's my song Exeunt Prologue WOuld some man would instruct me what to say For this same Prologue usual to a Play Is tied to such an old form of Petition Men must say nothing now beyond commission The Cloaks we wear the Leggs we make the place We stand in must be one and one the face Nor alter'd nor exceeded if it be A general hisse hangs on our levitie We have a Play a new Play to play now And thus low in our Playes behalf we bow We bow to beg your suffrage and kind ear If it were naught or that it might appear A thing buoy'd up by prayer Gentlemen Believe my faith you should not see me then Let them speak then have power to stop a storm I never lov'd to feel a House so warm But for the Play if you dare credit me I think it well All new things you shall see And these dispos'd to all the mirth that may And short enough we hope and such a Play You were wont to like sit nobly then and see If it miscarry pray look not for me Epilogue Spoke by the Lieutenant I Am not cur'd yet throughly for believe I feel another passion that may grieve All over me I feel it too and now It takes me cold cold cold I know not how As you are good men help me a Carowse May make me love you all all here i' th' house And all that come to see me doatingly Now lend your hands and for your courtesie The next imployment I am sent upon I 'le swear you are Physicians the War 's none THE Faithful Shepherdess Actus primus Scena prima Enter Clorin a Shepherdess having buried her Love in an Arbour HAil holy Earth whose cold Arms do imbrace The truest man that ever fed his flocks By the fat plains of fruitful Thessaly Thus I salute thy Grave thus do I pay My early vows and tribute of mine eyes â—o thy still loved ashes thus I free My self from all insuing heats and fires Of love all sports delights and jolly games â—hat Shepherds hold full dear thus put I off Now no more shall these smooth brows be begirt With youthful Coronals and lead the Dance â—o more the company of fresh fair Maids â—nd wanton Shepherds be to me delightful â—or the shrill pleasing sound of merry pipes â—nder some shady dell when the cool wind â—lays on the leaves all be far away â—ince thou art far
is of so pure an honesty To think because he will not none will lye Or else to him I 'le slander Amoret And say she but seems chaste I 'le swear she met Me ' mongst the shady Sycamores last night And loosely offred up her flame and spright â—nto my bosom made a wanton bed Of leaves and many flowers where she spread Her willing body to be prest by me There have I carv'd her name on many a tree Together with mine own to make this show More full of seeming Hobinall you know Son to the aged Shepherd of the glen Hâ—m I have sorted out of many men To say he found us at our private sport And rouz'd us 'fore our time by his resort This to confirm I have promis'd to the boy â—â—â—y a pretty knack and many a toy As gins to catch him birds with bow and bolt To shoot at nimble Squirrels in the holt A pair of painted Buskins and a Lamb â—â—ft as his own locks or the down of swan This I have done to win ye which doth give Me double pleasure Discord makes me live Amar. Lov'd swain I thank ye these tricks might prevail With other rustick Shepherds but will fail Even once to stir much more to overthrow His fixed love from judgement who doth know Your nature my end and his chosens merit Therefore some stranger way must force his spirit Which I have found give second and my love â—s everlasting thine Sul. Try me and prove Amar. These happy pair of lovers meet straightway â—oon as they fold their flocks up with the day â—n the thick grove bordering upon yon Hill â—n whose hard side Nature hath carv'd a well And but that matchless spring which Poets know Was ne're the like to this by it doth grow About the sides all herbs which Witches use All simples good for Medicine or abuse All sweets that crown the happy Nuptial day With all their colours there the month of May â—s ever dwelling all is young and green There 's not a grass on which was ever seen The falling Autumn or cold Winters hand So full of heat and vertue is the land About this fountain which doth slowly break Below yon Mountains foot into a Creek That waters all the vally giving Fish Of many sorts to fill the Shepherds dish This holy well my grandam that is dead Right wise in charms hath often to me said Hath power to change the form of any creature Being thrice dipt o're the head into what feature Or shape 't would please the letter-down to crave Who must pronounce this charm too which she gave Me on her death-bed told me what and how I should apply unto the Patients brow That would be chang'd casting them thrice asleep Before I trusted them into this deep All this she shew'd me and did charge me prove This secret of her Art if crost in love I 'le this attempt now Shepherd I have here All her prescriptions and I will not fear To be my self dipt come my temples bind With these sad herbs and when I sleep you find As you do speak your charm thrice down me let And bid the water raise me Amoret Which being done leave me to my affair And e're the day shall quite it self out wear I will return unto my Shepherds arm Dip me again and then repeat this charm And pluck me up my self whom freely take And the hotst fire of thine affection slake Sul. And if I fit thee not then fit not me I long the truth of this wells power to see Exeunt Enter Daphnis Daph. Here will I stay for this the covert is Where I appointed Cloe do not miss Thou bright-ey'd virgin come O come my fair Be not abus'd with fâ—ar nor let cold care Of honour stay thee from the Shepherds arm Who would as hard be won to offer harm To thy chast thoughts as whiteness from the day Or yon great round to move another way My language shall be honest full of truth My flames as smooth and spotless as my youth I will not entertain that wandring thought Whose easie current may at length be brought To a loose vastness Alexis within Cloe Daph. 'T is her voyce And I must answer Cloe Oh the choice Of dear embraces chast and holy strains Our hands shall give I charge you all my veins Through which the blood and spirit take their way Lock up your disobedient heats and stay Those mutinous desires that else would grow To strong rebellion do not wilder show Than blushing modesty may entertain Alexis within Cloe Daph. There sounds that blesseds name again Enter Alexis And I will meet it let me not mistake This is some Shepherd sure I am awake What may this riddle mean I will retire To give my self more knowledg Alex. Oh my fire How thou consum'st me Cloe answer me Alexis strong Alexis high and free Calls upon Cloe. See mine arms are full Of entertainment ready for to pull That golden fruit which too too long hath hung Tempting the greedy eye thou stayest too long I am impatient of these mad delayes I must not leave unfought these many ways That lead into this center till I find Quench for my burning lust I come unkind Exit Alexis Daph. Can my imagination work me so much ill That I may credit this for truth and still Believe mine eyes or shall I firmly hold Her yet untainted and these sights but bold Illusion Sure such fancies oft have been Sent to abuse true love and yet are seen Daring to blind the vertuous thought with errour But bâ— they far from me with their fond terrour I am resolv'd my Cloe yet is true Cloe within Cloe hark Cloe Sure this voyce is new Whose shrilness like the sounding of a Bell Tells me it is a Woman Cloe tell Thy blessed name again Cloe. within Here. Oh what a grief is this to be so near And not incounter Enter Cloe. Clo. Shepherd we are met Draw close into the covert lest the wet Which falls like lazy mists upon the ground Soke through your Startups Daph. Fairest are you found How have we wandred that the better part Of this good night is perisht Oh my heart How have I long'd to meet ye how to kiss Those lilly hands how to receive the bliss That charming tongue gives to the happy ear Of him that drinks your language but I fear I am too much unmanner'd far too rude And almost grown lascivious to intrude These hot behaviours where regard of fame Honour and modesty a vertuous name And such discourse as one fair Sister may Without offence unto the Brother say Should rather have been tendred but believe Here dwells a better temper do not grieve Then ever kindest that my first salute Seasons so much of fancy I am mute Henceforth to all discourses but shall be Suiting to your sweet thoughts and modestie Indeed I will not ask a kiss of you No not to wring your fingers nor to sue To those blest pair
again Ant. Madam you have prevail'd yet give me leave Without offence ere I resign the interest Your heart hath in my heart to prove your secresie Er. Antinous 't is the greatest argument Of thy affections to me Ant. Madam thus then My Father stands for certain sums engag'd To treacherous Gonzalo and has morgag'd The greatest part of his estate to him If you receive this Morgage and procure Acquittance from Gonzalo to my Father I am what you would have me be Er. You 'll love me then Ant. Provided Madam that my Father know not I am an Agent for him Er. If I fail In this I am unworthy to be lov'd Ant. Then with your favour thus I seal my truth Today and Decius witness how unchangingly I shall still love Erota Er. Thou hast quickned A dying heart Antinous Dec. This is well Much happiness to both Enter Hyparcha Hyp. The Lord Gonzalo Attends you Madam Er. Comes as we could wish Withdraw Antinous here 's a Closet where You may partake his errand let him enter Enter Gonzalo Ant. Madam you must be wary Exit Er. Fear it not I will be ready for him to entertain him With smiling Welcome Noble Sir you take Advantage of the time it had been fit Some notice of your presence might have fashion'd A more prepared state Gonz. Do you mock me Madam Er. Trust me you wrong your judgment to repute My Gratitude a fault I have examin'd Your portly carriage and will now confess It hath not slightly won me Gonz. The Wind 's turn'd I thought 't would come to this it pleas'd us Madam At our last interview to mention Love Have you consider'd on 't Er. With more than common Content but Sir if what you spoke you meant As I have cause to doubt then Gonz. What sweet Lady Er. Methinks we should lay by this form of stateliness Loves Courtship is familiar and for instance See what a change it hath begot in me I could talk humbly now as Lovers use Gonz. And I and I we meet in one self-centre Of blest Consent Er. I hope my weakness Sir Shall not deserve neglect but if it prove so I am not the first Lady has been ruin'd By being too credulous you will smart for 't one day Gonz. Angel-like Lady let me be held a Villain If I love not sincerely Er. Would I knew it Gonz. Make proof by any fit Command Er. What do you mean to marry me Gonz. How mean nay more I mean To make you Empress of my Earthly Fortunes Regent of my desires for did you covet To be a real Queen I could advance you Er. Now I perceive you slight me and would make me More simple than my Sexes frailty warrants Gonz. But say your mind and you shall be a Queen Er. On those Conditions call me yours Gonz. Enough But are we safe Er. Assuredly Gonz. In short Yet Lady first be plain would you not chuse Much rather to prefer your own Sun-rising Than any 's else though ne'r so near entituled By Blood or right of Birth Er. 'T is a question Needs not a resolution Gonz. Good what if I set the Crown of Candy on your head Er. I were a Queen indeed then Gonz. Madam know There 's but a Boy 'twixt you and it suppose him Transhap'd into an Angel Er. Wise Gonzalo I cannot but admire thee Gonz. 'T is worth thinking on Besides your Husband shall be Duke of Venice Er. Gonzalo Duke of Venice Gonz. You are mine you say Er. Pish you but dally with me and would lull me In a rich golden dream Gonz. You are too much distrustfull of my truth Er. Then you must give me leave to apprehend The means and manner how Gonz. Why thus Er. You shall not We may be over-heard Affairs and counsels Of such high nature are not to be trusted Not to the Air it self you shall in writing Draw out the full design which if effected I am as I profess Gonz. O I applaud Your ready care and secresie Er. Gonzalo There is a bar yet 'twixt our hopes and us And that must be remov'd Gonz. What is' t Er. Old Cassilane Gonz. Ha fear not him I build upon his ruines Already Er. I would find a smoother course To shift him off Gonz. As how Er. We 'l talk in private I have a ready plot Gonz. I shall adore you Exeunt Enter Fernando and Annophel Fer. Madam although I â—ate unnoble practices And the 〈◊〉 â—ave perform d no more than what I onâ—â—â— for honours safety yet Annophel Tâ— love hath been the spur to urge me forward For speedier diligence Anno. Sir your own fame And memory will best â—â—ward themselves Fer. All gain is loss sweet beauty if I miss My comforts here The Brother and the Sister Have double conquer'd me but thou maist triumph Anno. Good Sir I have a Father Fern. Yes a brave one Could'st thou obscure thy beauty yet the happiness Of being but his Daughter were a dower Fit for a Prince what say ye Anno. You have deserv'd As much as I should grant Fer. By this fair hand I take possession Anno. What in words I dare not Imagine in my silence Fer. Thou art all vertue Enter Cassilanes and Arcanes Cas I 'le tell thee how Baldwin the Emperour Pretending title more through tyranny Than right of conquest or descent usurp'd The stile of Lord o're all the Grecian Islands And under colour of an amity With Creet prefer'd the Marquess Mountferato To be our Governor the Cretians vex'd By the ambitious Turks in hope of aid From the Emperour receiv'd for General This Mountferato he the wars appeased Plots with the state of Venice and takes money Of them for Candy they paid well he steals Away in secret since which time that right The state of Venice claims o're Candy is By purchase not inheritance or Conquest And hence grows all our quarrel Arc. So an Usurer Or Lumbard-Jew might with some bags of trash Buy half the Western world Cas Mony Arcanes Is now a God on Earth it cracks virginities And turns a Christian Turk Bribes justice cut-throats honour does what not Arc. Not captives Candy Cas Nor makes thee dishonest Nor me a Coward Now Sir here is homely But friendly entertainment Fer. Sir I find it Arc. And like it do ye not Fer. My repair speaks for me Cas Fernando we were speaking off how this Enter Gonzalo and Gaspero with a Casket Gon. Your friend and servant Cas Creditors my Lord Are Masters and no Servants as the world goes Debters are very slaves to those to whom They have been beholding to in which respect I should fear you Gonzalo Gon. Me my Lord You owe me nothing Cas What nor love nor mony Gon. Yes love I hope not mony Cas All this braverie Will scarcely make that good Gonz. 'T is done already See Sir your Mortgage which I only took In case you and your son had in the wars Miscarried I yield it up again 't is yours
Anno. First let me be resolv'd does the Law favour None be they ne're so mighty Porp. Not the greatest Anno. Then justly I accuse of foul ingratitude My Lords you of the Senate all not one Excepted Pos Porp. Us Phil. Annophel Ann. You are the Authors Of this unthrifty bloud-shed when your enemies Came marching to your gates your children suck'd not Safe at their Mothers breasts your very Cloysters Were not secure your starting-holes of refuge Not free from danger nor your lives your own In this most desperate Ecstasie my Father This aged man not only undertook To guard your lives but did so and beat off The daring foe for you he pawn'd his lands To pay your Souldiers who without their pay Refus'd to strike a blow but Lords when peace Was purchas'd for you and victorie brought home Where was your gratitude who in your Coffers Hoarded the rustie treasure which was due To my unminded Father he was glad To live retir'd in want in penurie Whilst you made feasts of surfeit and forgot Your debts to him The sum of all is this You have been unthankfull to him and I crave The rigor of the Law against you all Cas My Royal spirited daughter Ero. Annophel Thou art a worthy wench let me embrace thee Ann. Lords why do ye keep your seats they are no places For such as are offenders Pos Though our ignorance Of Cassilanes engagements might asswage Severity of justice yet to shew How no excuse should smooth a breach of Law I yield me to the trial of it Porp. So must I Great Prince of Cyprus you are left The only Moderator in this difference And as you are a Prince be a Protector To wofull Candy Phil. What a Scene of miserie Hath thine obdurate frowardness old man Drawn on thy Countries bosom and for that Thy proud ambition could not mount so high As to be stil'd thy Countries only Patron Thy malice hath descended to the depth Of Hell to be renowned in the Title Of the destroyer dost thou yet perceive What curses all posterity will brand Thy grave with that at once hast rob'd this Kingdom Of honour and of safety Erot. Children yet unborn Will stop their ears when thou art nam'd Arc. The world will be too little to contain The memorie of this detested deed The Furies will abhorr it Dec. What the sword Could not enforce your peevish thirst of honour A brave cold weak imaginarie fame Hath brought on Candy Candy groans not these That are to die Phil. 'T is happiness enough For them that they shall not survive to see The wounds wherewith thou stab'st the land that gave Thee life and name Dec. 'T is Candy's wrack shall feel Cas The mischief of your folly Porp. Pos Annophel Ann. I will not be entreated Cas Prethee Annophel Ann. Why would ye urge me to a mercy which You in your self allow not Cas 'T is the Law That if the party who complains remit The offender he is freed is' t not so Lords Porp. Pos 'T is so Cas Antinous By my shame observe What a close witch-craft popular applause is I am awak'd and with clear eyes behold The Lethargie wherein my reason long Hath been be-charm'd live live my matchless son Blest in thy Fathers blessing much more blest In thine own vertues let me dew thy cheeks With my unmanly tears Rise I forgive thee And good Antinous if I shall be thy Father Forgive me I can speak no more Ant. Dear Sir You new beget me now Madam your pardon I heartily remit you Erot. I as freely Discharge thee Cassilane Anno. My gracious Lords Repute me not a blemish to my Sex In that I strove to cure a desperate evil With a more violent remedy your lives Your honours are your own Phil. Then with consent Be reconcil'd on all sides Please you Fathers To take your places Pos Let us again ascend With joy and thankfulness to Heaven and now To other business Lords Enter Gaspero and Melitus with Gonzalo Mel. Two hours and more Sir The Senate hath been set Gonz. And I not know it Who sits with them Mel. My Lord the Prince of Cyprus Gonz. Gaspero Why how comes that to pass Gas Some weighty cause I warrant you Gonz. Now Lords the business ha Who 's here Erota Porp. Secretarie do your charge Upon that Traitor Gonz. Traitor Gas Yes Gonzalo Traitor Of treason to the peace and state of Candy I do attest thee Gonz. Me thou Dog Enter Fernando and Michael Mich. With Licence From this grave Senate I arrest thee likewise Of treason to the State of Venice Gonz. Ha Is Michael here nay then I see I am undone Erot. I shall not be your Queen Your Dutchess or your Empress Gonz. Dull dull brain O I am fool'd Gas Look Sir do you know this hand Mic. Do you know this Seal First Lords he writes to Venice To make a perfect league during which time He would in private keep some Troops in pay Bribe all the Centinels throughout this Kingdom Corrupt the Captains at a Banquet poyson The Prince and greatest Peers and in conclusion Yield Candy slave to Venice Gas Next he contracted With the Illustrious Princess the Lady Erota In hope of marriage with her to deliver All the Venetian gallantry and strength Upon their first arrival to the mercy Of her and Candy Erot. This is true Gonzalo Gonz. Let it be true what then Pos My Lord Ambassadour What 's your demand Mich. As likes the State of Candy Either to sentence him as he deserves Here or to send him like a slave to Venice Porph. We shall advise upon it Gonz. O the Devils That had not thrust this trick into my pate A Politician fool destruction plague Candy and Venice both Pos Porp. Away with him Mel. Come Sir I 'le see you safe Exeunt Gonz. Mel. Erot. Lords e're you part Be witness to another change of wonder Antinous now be bold before this presence Freely to speak whether or no I us'd The humblest means affection could contrive To gain thy love Ant. Madam I must confess it And ever am your servant Erot. Yes Antinous My servant for my Lord thou shalt be never I here disclaim the interest thou hadst once In my too passionate thoughts Most noble Prince If yet a relique of thy wonted flames Live warm within thy bosom then I blush not To offer up the assurance of my faith To thee that hast deserv'd it best Phil. O Madam You play with my calamity Erot. Let heaven Record my truth for ever Phil. With more joy Than I have words to utter I accept it I also pawn you mine Ero. The man that in requital Of noble and un-sought affection Grows cruel never lov'd nor did Antinous Yet herein Prince ye are beholding to him For his neglect of me humbled a pride Which to a vertuous wife had been a Monster Phil. For which I 'le rank him my deserving friend Ant. Much comfort dwell with you as I
could wish To him I honour most Cas O my Antinous My own my own good son Fer. One suit I have to make Phil. To whom Fernando Fer. Lord Cassilane to you Cas To me Fer. This Lady Hath promised to be mine Ann. Your blessing Sir Brother your love Ant. You cannot Sir bestow her On a more noble Gentleman Cas Saist thou so Antinous I confirm it Here Fernando Live both as one she is thine Ant. And herein Sister I honour you for your wife setled love This is a day of Triumph all Contentions Are happily accorded Candy's peace Secur'd and Venice vow'd a worthy friend Exeuâ— THE FALSE ONE A TRAGEDY Persons Represented in the Play Julius Caesar Emperour of Rome Ptolomy King of Aegypt Achoreus an honest Counsellor Priest of Isis Photinus a Politician minion to Ptolomy Achillas Captain of the Guard to Ptolomy Septimius a revolted Roman Villain Labienus a Roman Souldier and Nuncio Apollodorus Guardian to Cleopatra Caesars Captains Antonie Dolabella Seeva a free Speaker also Captain to Caesar Guard Three lame Souldiers Servants WOMEN Cleopatra Queen of Aegypt Caesar's Mistris Arsino Cleopatra's Sister Eros Cleopatra's waiting Woman The Scene Aegypt The principal Actors were John Lowin John Vnderwood Robert Benfield Richard Sharpe Joseph Taylor Nicholas Toolie John Rice George Birch Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Achillas and Achoreus Achil. I Love the King nor do dispute his power For that is not confin'd nor to be censur'd By me that am his Subject yet allow me The liberty of a Man that still would be A friend to Justice to demand the motives That did induce young Ptolomy or Photinus To whose directions he gives up himself And I hope wisely to commit his Sister The Princess Cleopatra if I said The Queen Achillas 't were I hope no treason She being by her Fathers Testament Whose memory I bow to left Co-heir In all he stood possest of Achil. 'T is confest My good Achoreus that in these Eastern Kingdoms Women are not exempted from the Sceptre But claim a priviledge equal to the Male But how much such divisions have ta'en from The Majesty of Egypt and what factions Have sprung from those partitions to the ruine Of the poor Subject doubtful which to follow We have too many and too sad examples Therefore the wise Photinus to prevent The Murthers and the Massacres that attend On disunited Government and to shew The King without a Partner in full splendour Thought it convenient the fair Cleopatra An attribute not frequent to the Climate Should be committed in safe Custody In which she is attended like her Birth Until her Beauty or her royal Dowre Hath found her out a Husband Ach. How this may Stand with the rules of policy I know not Most sure I am it holds no correspondence With the Rites of Aegypt or the Laws of Nature But grant that Cleopatra can sit down With this disgrace though insupportable Can you imagine that Romes glorious Senate To whose charge by the will of the dead King This government was deliver'd or great Pompey That is appointed Cleopatra's Guardian As well as Ptolomies will e're approve Of this rash counsel their consent not sought for That should authorize it Achil. The Civil war In which the Roman Empire is embarqu'd On a rough Sea of danger does exact Their whole care to preserve themselves and gives them No vacant time to think of what we do Which hardly can concern them Ach. What 's your opinion Of the success I have heard in multitudes Of Souldiers and all glorious pomp of war Pompey is much superiour Achil. I could give you A Catalogue of all the several Nations From whence he drew his powers but that were tedious They have rich arms are ten to one in number Which makes them think the â—ay alreaâ—y won And Pompey being master of the Sâ—a Such plenty of all delicates are brought in As if the place on which they are entâ—â—â—câ—'d Were not a Camp of Souldiers but Româ— In which Lucullus and Apicius joyn'd To make a publique Feast they at Dirachium Fought with success but knew not to make use of Fortunes fair offer so much I have heard Caesar himself confess Ach. Where are they now Achil. In Thessalie near the Pharsalian plains Where Caesar with a handfull of his Men Hems in the greater number his whole troops Exceed not twenty thousand but old Souldiers Flesh'd in the spoils of Germany and France Inur'd to his Command and only know To fight and overcome And though that Famine Raigns in his Camp compelling them to tast Bread made of roots forbid the use of man Which they with scorn threw into Pompeys Camp As in derision of his Delicates Or corn not yet half ripe and that a Banquet They still besiege him being ambitious only To come to blows and let their swords determine Who hath the better Cause Enter Septinius Ach. May Victory Attend on 't where it is Achil. We every hour Expect to hear the issue Sep. Save my good Lords By Isis and Osiris whom you worship And the four hundred gods and goddesses Ador'd in Rome I am your honours servant Ach. Truth needs Septinius no oaths Achil. You are cruel If you deny him swearing you take from him Three full parts of his language Sep. Your Honour 's bitter Confound me where I love I cannot say it But I must swear 't yet such is my ill fortune Nor vows nor protestations win belief I think and I can find no other reason Because I am a Roman Ach. No Septinius To be a Roman were an honour to you Did not your manners and your life take from it And cry aloud that from Rome you bring nothing But Roman Vices which you would plant here But no seed of her vertues Sep. With your reverence I am too old to learn Ach. Any thing honest That I believe without an oath Sep. I fear Your Lordship has slept ill to night and that Invites this sad discourse 't will make you old Before your time O these vertuous Morals And old religious principles that fool us I have brought you a new Song will make you laugh Though you were at your prayers Ach. What is the subject Be free Septinius Sep. 'T is a Catalogue Of all the Gamesters of the Court and City Which Lord lyes with that Lady and what Gallant Sports with that Merchants wife and does relate Who sells her honour for a Diamond Who for a tissew robe whose husband's jealous And who so kind that to share with his wife Will make the match himself Harml â—s conceits Though fools say they are dangerous I sang it The last night at my Lord Photinus table Ach. How as a Fidler Sep. No Sir as a Guest A welcom guest too and it was approv'd of By a dozen of his friends though they were touch'd in 't For look you 't is a kind of merriment When we have laid by foolish modesty As not a man of fashion will wear it
stop your pipes Musick The thing will ' wake now now methinks I find His Sword just gliding through my throat What 's that A vengeance choak your pipes Are you there Lady Stop stop those Rascals do you bring me hither To be cut into minced meat why Dinant Din. I cannot do withal I have spoke and spoke I am betray'd and lost too Cler. Do you hear me do you understand me ' Plague dam your Whistles Musickâ— Lam. 'T was but an over-sight they have done lye down Cler. Would you had done too You know not In what a misery and fear I lye You have a Lady in your arms Din. I would have The Recordeâ— agaâ— Champ. I 'll watch you Goodman Wou'd have Cler. Remove for Heavens sake And fall to that you come for Lam. Lie you down 'T is but an hours endurance now Cler. I dare not softly sweet Lady heart Lam. 'T is nothing but your fear he sleeps still soundly Lie gently down Cler. 'Pray make an end Din. Come Madam Lam. These Chambers are too near Ex. Din. Lam. Cham. I shall be nearer Well go thy wayes I 'le trust thee through the world Deal how thou wilt that that I never feel I 'le never fear Yet by the honour of a Souldier I hold thee truly noble How these things will look And how their blood will curdle Play on Children You shall have pap anon O thou grand Fool That thou knew'st but thy fortune Musick done Cler. Peace good Madam Stop her mouth Dinant it sleeps yet 'pray be wary Dispatch I cannot endure this misery I can hear nothing more I 'll say my prayers And down again Whistle within A thousand Alarms fall upon my quarters Heaven send me off when I lye keeping Conrses Pl o' your fumbling Dinant how I shake 'T is still again would I were in the Indies Exit Cler. Enter Dinant and Lamira a light within Din. Why do you use me thus thus poorly basely Work me into a hope and then destroy me Why did you send for me this new way train me Lam. Mad-man and fool and false man now I 'll shew thee Din. 'Pray put your light out Lam. Nay I 'll hold it thus That all chaste Eyes may see thy lust and scorn it Tell me but this when you first doted on me And made suit to enjoy me as your Wife Did you not hold me honest Din. Yes most vertuous Lam. And did not that appear the only lustre That made me worth your love and admiration Din. I must confess Lam. Why would you deal so basely So like a thief a Villain Din. Peace good Madam Lam. I 'll speak aloud too thus maliciously Thus breaking all the Rules of honesty Of honour and of truth for which I lov'd you For which call'd you servant and admir'd you To steal that Jewel purchas'd by another â—â—ously set in Wedlock even that Jewel Because it had no flaw you held unvaluable Can he that has lov'd good dote on the Devil For he that seeks a Whore seeks but his Agent Or am I of so wild and low a blood â—o nurs'd in infamies Din. I do not think so And I repent Lam. That will not serve your turn Sir Din. It was your treaty drew me on Lam. But it was your villany â—e you pursue it I drew you but to try â—ow much a man and nobly thou durst stand â—ow well you had deserv'd the name of vertuous â—et you like a wild torrent mix'd with all â—asely and base affections came floating on â—lling your poyson'd billows Din. Will you betray me Lam. To all the miseries a vext Woman may Dan. Let me but out â—ve me but room to â—oss my Sword about me â—d I will tell you y' are a treacherous woman 〈◊〉 that I had but words Lam. They will not serve you Din. But two-edg'd words to cut thee a Lady traytor Perish by a proud Puppet I did you too much honour To tender you my love too much respected you To think you worthy of my worst embraces Go take your Groom and let him dally with you Your greasie Groom I scorn to imp your lame stock You are not fair noâ— handsome I lyed louâ—ly This tongue abus'd you when it spoke you beauteous Lam. 'T is very well 't is brave Din. Put out your light Your lascivious eyes are fâ—â—mes enough For Fools to find you out a Lady Plotteâ— Must I begin your sacrifice of mischief I and my friend the first-fruits of that bloud You and your honou able Husband aim at Crooked and wretched you are both Lam. To you Sir Yet to the Eye of Justice straight as Truth Din. Is this a womans love a womans in â—y Do you profess this seriously do you laugh at me Lam. Ha ha Din Pl light upon your scorns upon your flatteries Upon your tempting faces all defâ—tions A bâ—d 〈…〉 upon your cheeks And â—lasâ— â—aâ—l 〈◊〉 those â—s of Pride that paint you â—â—thâ—n you â—s to fright mâ—n from these dangers Raise up youâ— tâ—opâ— Cleremâ—â— Cler. VVhat a vengeance 〈◊〉 you Din. VVhat dismal noisâ— is there no honour in you Cleremont we are betrayed betrayed sold by a woman Dâ—◠〈…〉 forth 〈◊〉 Cler. 〈…〉 â—ing Are we made stales to one another Din. Yes we are undone lost Cler. You shall pay for 't grey beard Up up you sleep your last else Lights above two Servants and Anabel 1 Serv. No not yet Sir Laâ—y look up would you have wrong'd this Beauty VVake so 〈◊〉 a Virgin with rough tâ—rms You wear a Sword we must entreat you leave it 2 Serv. Fye Sir so sweet a lady Cler. Was this my bed fellow pray give me leave to look I am not mâ— yet I may be by and by Did this lye â—e Did I fear this is this a Cause to shake at Away with mâ—â—â—r shame I am a Rascal Enter Champernel Beaupre Verdone Lamira Anabel Cleremont and two Servants Din. I am â—az'd too Beaup. VVe 'll recover you Verd. You walk like Robin good-fellow all the house over And every man afraid of you Diâ— 'T is well Lady Thâ— honour of this deed will be your own The world shall know your bounty Beaup. VVhat shall we do with ' em Cler. Gâ—ld me For 't is not fit I should be a man again I am an Ass a Dog Lam. Take your revenges You know my Husbands wrongs and your own losses Anab. A brave man an admirable brave man VVell well I would not be so tryed again A very handsome proper Gentleman Cler. VVill you let me lye by her but one hour more And then hang me Din. We wait your malice put your swords home bravely You have reason to seek bloud Lam. Not as you are noble Cham. Hands off and give them liberty only disarm ' em Beaup. We have done that already Cham. You are welcome Gentlâ—men I am glad my house has any pleasure for you I keep a couple of Ladies here they say fair And you are young and handsome Gentlemen
Heaven in Pon. A farewel Good noble General your hand forgive me And think what ever was displeasing you Was none of mine ye cannot live Aeci. I will not Yet one word more Pon. Dye nobly Rome farewel And Valentinian fall thou hast broke thy Basis In joy ye have given me a quiet death he dyes I would strike more wounds if I had more breath Aeci. Is there an hour of goodness beyond this Or any man would out-live such a dying Would Caesar double all my honours on me And stick me o're with favours like a Mistris Yet would I grow to this man I have loved But never doated on a face till now O death thou art more than beautie and thy pleasure Beyond posterity Come friends and kill me Caesar be kind and send a thousand swords The more the greater is my fall why stay ye Come and I 'le kiss your weapons fear me not By all the gods I 'le honour ye for killing Appear or through the Court and world I 'le search ye My sword is gone ye are Traitors if ye spare me And Caesar must consume ye all base cowards I 'le follow ye and e're I dye proclaim ye The weeds of Italy the dross of nature Where are ye villains traytors slaves Exit Enter Proculus and 3 others running over the Stage Pro. I knew H 'ad kill'd the Captain 1. Here 's his swâ— Pro. Let it alonâ— I will fight it self else friends An hundred mâ—n 〈◊〉 not enough to do it I 'le to the Emperour and get more aid Aeci. None strike a poor condemned man Pro. He is mad Shift for your selves my Masters Exeunt Enter Aecius Aecius Then Aecius See what thou darst thy self hold my good sword Thou hast been kept from bloud too long I 'le kiss thee For thou art more then friend now my preserver Shew me the way to happiness I seek it And all you great ones that have faln as I do To keep your memories and honours living Be present in your vertues and assist me That like strong Cato I may put away All promises but what shall crown my ashes Rome fare thee well stand long and know to conquer Whilst there is people and ambition Now for a stroak shall turn me to a Star I come ye blessed spirits make me room To live for ever in Elyzium Do men fear this O that posterity Could learn from him but this that loves his wound There is no pain at all in dying well kills himself Nor none are lost but those that make their hell Enter Proculus and two others 1 Within He 's dead draw in the Guard again Pro. He 's dead indeed And I am glad he 's gone he was a Devil His body if his Eunuchs come is theirs The Emperour out of his love to vertue Exeunt Has given 'em that Let no man stop their entrance Enter Phidiâ—s and Aretus Phi. O my most noble Lord look here Aretus Here 's a sad sight Aret. O cruelty O Caesar O times that bring forth nothing but destruction And oversows of bloud why wast thou kill'd Is it to be a just man now again As when Tiberius and wild Nero reign'd Only assurance of his over throw Phil. It is Aretus he that would live now Must like the Toad feed only on corruptions And grow with those to greatness honest vertue And the true Roman honour faith and valour That have been all the riches of the â—mpire Now like the fâ—arfull tokens of the Plague Are meer fore-runners of their ends that owe ' em Are. Never enough lamented Lord dear Master Enter Maximus Of whom now shall we learn to live like men From whom draw out our actions just and worthy Oh thou art gone and gone with thee all goodness The great example of all equitie O thou alone a Roman thou art perish'd Faith fortitude and constant nobleness Weep Rome weep Italy weep all that knew him And you that fear'd him as a noble Foe If Enemies have honourable tears Weep this decay'd Aecius faln and scattered By foul and base suggestion Pho. O Lord Maximus This was your worthy friend Max. The gods forgive me Think not the worse my friends I shed not tears Great griefs lament within yet now I have found 'em Would I had never known the world nor women Nor what that cursed name of honour was So this were once again Aecius But I am destin'd to a mighty action And begg my pardon friend my vengeance taken I will not be long from thee ye have a great loss But bear it patiently yet to say truth In justice 't is not sufferable I am next And were it now I would be glad on 't friends Who shall preserve you now Are. Nay we are lost too Max. I fear ye are for likely such as love The man that 's faln and have been nourish'd by him Do not stay long behind 'T is held no wisdom I know what I must do O my Aecius Canst thou thus perish pluckt up by the roots And no man feel thy worthiness From boys He bred you both I think Phi. And from the poorest Max. And lov'd ye as his own Are. We found it Sir Max. Is not this a loss then Phi. O a loss of losses Our lives and ruines of our families The utter being nothing of our names Were nothing near it Max. As I take it too He put ye to the Emperour Are. He did so Max. And kept ye still in credit Phi. 'T is most true Sir Max. He fed your Fathers too and made them means Your Sisters he prefer'd to noble Wedlocks Did he not friends Are. Oh yes Sir Max. As I take it This worthy man would not be now forgotten I tell ye to my grief he was basely murdred And something would be done by those that lov'd him And something may be pray stand off a little Let me bewail him private O my dearest Phi. Aretus if we be not sudden he outdoes us I know he points at venegance we are cold And base ungratefull wretches if we shun it Are we to hope for more rewards or greatness Or any thing but death now he is dead Dar'st thou resolve Are. I am perfect Phi. Then like flowers That grew together all we 'l fall together And with us that that bore us when 't is done The world shall stile us two deserving servants I fear he will be before us Are. This night Phidias Phi. No more Max. Now worthy friends I have done my mournings Let 's burn this noble body Sweets as many As sun-burnt Meroe breeds I 'le make a flame of Shall reach his soul in Heaven he that shall live Ten ages hence but to reherse this story Shall with the sad discourse on 't darken Heaven And force the painful burdens from the wombs Conceiv'd a new with sorrow even the Grave Where mighty Sylla sleeps shall rend asunder And give her shadow up to come and groan About our piles which will be more and greater Than green
serves for both Lic About it then I must to th' Cupbord and be sure good Paulus Your Grace be fasting that he may hang cleanly If there should need another voice what then Paul I 'le hang another Grace in Lic Grace be with ye Exeunt SCENE VIII Enter in state Maximus Eudoxa with Souldiers and Gentlemen of Rome the Senators and Rods and Axes born before them A Synnet with Trumpets With a Banket prepared with Hoboies Musick Song wreath 3 Sen. Hale to thy imperial honour sacred Caesar And from the old Rome take these wishes You holy gods that hitherto have held As justice holds her Ballance equal pois'd This glory of our Nation this full Roman And made him fit for what he is confirm him Look on this Son O Jupiter our helper And Romulus thou Father of our honour Preserve him like thy self just valiant noble A lover and increaser of his people Let him begin with Numa stand with Cato The first five years of Nero be his wishes Give him the age and fortune of Emylius And his whole raign renew a great Augustus SONG Honour that is ever living Honour that is ever giving Honour that sees all and knows Both the ebbs of man and flowes Honour that rewards the best Sends thee thy rich labours rest Thou hast studied still to please her Therefore now she calls thee Caesar Chor. Hale hale Caesar hale and stand And thy name outlive the Land Noble Fathers to his brows Bind this wreath with thousand vows All. Stand to eternity Max. I thank ye Fathers And as I rule may it still grow or wither Now to the Banket ye are all my guests This day be liberal friends to wine we give it And smiling pleasures Sit my Queen of Beauty Fathers your places these are fair Wars Souldiers And thus I give the first charge to ye all You are my second sweet to every cup I add unto the Senate a new honour And to the 〈◊〉 of Mars a donative SONG God Lyeus ever young Ever honour'd ever sung Stain'd with bloud of lusty Grapes In a thousand lusty shapes Dance upon the Mazers brim In the Crimson liquor swim From thy plenteous hand divine Let a River run with Wine God of youth let this day here Enter neither care nor fear Boy Bellona's feed the glory of old Rome Envy of conquer'd Nations nobly come And to the fulness of your war-like noise Let your feet move make up this hour of joys Come come I say range your fair Troop at large And your high mâ—asure turn into a charge Semp. The Emperor 's grown heavy with his wine Afra The Senate staies Sir for your thanks Semp. Great Caesar Eud. I have my wish Afra Wilt please your Grace speak to him Eud. Yes but he will not hear Lords Semp. Stir him Lucius the Senate must have thanks 2 Sen. Luc. Your Grace Sir Caesar Eud. Did I not tell you he was well he 's dead Semp. Dead treason guard the Court let no man pass Souldiers your Caesar's murdered Eud. Make no tumult Nor arm the Court ye have his killer with ye And the just cause if ye can stay the hearing I was his death that wreath that made him Caesar Has made him earth Sould. Cut her in thousand pieces Eud. Wise men would know the reason first to die Is that I wish for Romans and your swords The heaviest way of death yet Souldiers grant me That was your Empress once and honour'd by ye But so much time to tell ye why I kill'd him And weigh my reasons well if man be in you Then if ye dare do cruelly condemn me Afr. Hear her ye noble Romans 't is a Woman A subject not for swords but pity Heaven If she be guilty of malitious murder Has given us Laws to make example of her If only of revenge and bloud hid from us Let us consider first then execute Semp. Speak bloudy Woman Eud. Yes This Maximus That was your Caesar Lords and noble Souldiers And if I wrong the dead Heaven perish me Or speak to win your favours but the truth Was to his Country to his friends and Caesar A most malitious Traitor Semp. Take heed woman Eud. I speak not for compassion Brave Aecius Whose blessed soul if I lye shall afflict me The man that all the world lov'd you ador'd That was the master-piece of Arms and bounty Mine own grief shall come last this friend of his This Souldier this your right Arm noble Romans By a bâ—se letter to the Emperor Stufft full of fears and poor suggestions Anâ— by himself unto himself directed Was cut off bâ—â—â—ly basâ—ly cruelly Oh loss O innocent can ye now kill me And the poor state my Noble Lord that knew not More of this villain than his forc'd fears Like ouâ— foreseen to sâ—tisfie dy'd for it Thâ—â—e was a murdre too Rome would have blusht at Was this woâ—th bâ—ing Câ—â—sar or my patience nay his Wife By Hâ—â—ven he to 〈◊〉 mâ— in wine and joy Anâ— swoâ—â— it deeply tâ— himself prepar'd To be abus'd how let me grieve not tell ye And weâ—p the 〈◊〉 that did it and his end Was only me anâ— Câ—â—sar â—ut me he lyed in These are my reasons Romans and my soul Tells me sufficient and my deed is justice Now as I have done well or ill look on me Afra What less could nature do what less had we doâ—â— Had we known this before Romans she is righteous And such a piece of justice Heaven must smile on Bend all your swords on me if this displease ye For I must kneel and on this vertuous hand Seal my new joy and thanks thou hast done truly Semp. Up with your arms ye strike a Saint else Romans May'st thou live ever spoken our Protector Rome yet has many Noble Heirs Let 's in And pray before we choose then plant a Caesar Above the reach of envy blood and murder Afra Take up the body nobly to his urn And may our sins and his together burn Exeunt A dead March EPILOGUE WE would fain please ye and as fain be pleas'd 'T is but a little liking both are eas'd We have your money and you have our ware And to our understanding good and fair For your own wisdoms sake be not so mad To acknowledge ye have bought things dear and bad Let not a brack i' th' Stuff or here and there The fading gloss a general loss appear We know ye take up worse Commodities And dearer pay yet think your bargains wise We know in Meat and Wine ye fling away More time and wealth which is but dearer pay And with the Reckoning all the pleasure lost We bid ye not unto repenting cost The price is easie and so light the Play That ye may new digest it every day Then noble friends as ye would choose a Miss Only to please the eye a while and kiss Till a good Wife be got So let this Play Hold ye a while until a better may Monsieur
certainly inform'd Ot. Reward the fellow and look you mainly to it Ser. My life for yours Sir Soph. Now am I straight my Lords and young again My long since blasted hopes shoot out in blossomes The fruits of everlasting love appearing Oh! my blest boys the honour of my years Of all my cares the bounteous fair rewarders Oh! let me thus imbrace you thus for ever Within a Mothers love lock up your friendships And my sweet sons once more with mutual twinings As one chaste bed begot you make one body Blessings from heaven in thousand showrs fall on you Aub. Oh! womans goodness never to be equall'd May the most sinfull creatures of thy sex But kneeling at thy monument rise saints Soph. Sit down my worthy sons my Lords your places I now me thinks the table 's nobly furnisht Now the meat nourishes the wine gives spirit And all the room stuck with a general pleasure Shews like the peacefull boughs of happiness Aub. Long may it last and from a heart fill'd with it Full as my cup I give it round my Lords Bald. And may that stubborn heart be drunk with sorrow Refuses it men dying now should take it And by the vertue of this ceremony Shake off their miseries and sleep in peace Rol. You are sad my noble Brother Ot. No indeed Sir Soph. No sadness my son this day Rol. Pray you eat Something is here you have lov'd taste of this dish It will prepare your stomach Ot. Thank you brother I am not now dispos'd to eat Rol. Or that You put us out of heart man come these bak't meats Were ever your best dyet Ot. None I thank you Soph. Are you well noble child Ot. Yes gracious Mother Rol. Give him a cup of wine then pledge the health Drink it 〈…〉 I 'le give it to my Mother Soph. Doe me best child Ot. 〈…〉 my best Mother Indeed 〈…〉 for of late my body Has been 〈◊〉 weakned by excess of dyet The 〈◊〉 of a feaver hanging on me And even now ready if not by abstinence Rol. And will you keep it in this general freedom A little health preferr'd before our friendship Ot. I pray you excuse me Sir Rol. Excuse your self Sir Come 't is your fear and not your favour Brother And you have done me a most worthy kindness My Royal Mother and you noble Lords Here for it now concerns me to speak boldly What faith can be expected fâ—om his vows From his dissembling smiles what fruit of friendship From all his dull embraces what blest issue When he shall brand me here for base suspicion He takes me for a poysoner Sop. Gods defend it son Rol. For a foul knave a villain and so fears me Ot. I could say something too Sop. You must not so Sir Without your great forgetfulness of vertue This is your Brother and your honour'd Brother Rol. If he please so Sop. One noble Father with as noble thoughts Begot your minds and bodies one care rockt you And one truth to you both was ever sacred Now fye my Ottâ— whither flyes your goodness Because the right hand has the power of cutting Shall the left preseâ—tly cry out 't is maimed They are one my child one power 〈◊〉 one performance And joyn'd together thus one 〈◊〉 one body Aub. I do beseech your grace take to your thoughts More certain counsellors than doubts or fears They strangle nature and disperse themselves If once believ'd into such foggs and errours That the bright truth her self can never sever Your Brother is a royal Gentleman Full of himself honour and honesty And take heed Sir how nature bent to goodness So streight a Cedar to himself uprightness Be wrested from his true use prove not dangerous Rol. Nay my good Brother knows I am too patient Lat. Why should your grace think him a poysoner Has he no more respect to piety And but he has by oath ty'd up his fury Who durst but think that thought Aub. Away thou firebrand La. If men of his sort of his power and place The eldest son in honour to this Dukedom Bald. For shame contain thy tongue thy poysonous togue That with her burning venome will infect all And once more blow a wilde fire through the Dukedom Gis Latorch if thou be'st honest or a man Contain thy self Aub. Go to no more by Heaven You 'le find y' have plai'd the fool else not a word more Sop. Prethee sweet son Rol. Let him alone sweet Mother and my Lords To make you understand how much I honour This sacred peace and next my innocence And to avoid all further difference Discourse may draw on to a way of danger I quit my place and take my leave for this night Wishing a general joy may dwell among you Aub. Shall we wait on your grace Rol. I dare not break you Latorch Ex. Rol. and Lat. Ot. Oh Mother that your tenderness had eyes Discerning eyes what would this man appear then The tale of Synon when he took upon him To ruine Troy with what a cloud of cunning He hid his heart nothing appearing outwards But came like innocence and dropping pity Sighs that would sink a Navie and had tales Able to take the ears of Saints belief too And what did all these blew the fire to Ilium His crafty art but more refin'd by study My Brother has put on oh I could tell you But for the reverence I bear to nature Things that would make your honest blood run backward Sop. You dare tell me Ot. Yes in your private closet Where I will presently attend you rise I am a little troubled but 't will off Sop. Is this the joy I look'd for Ot. All will mend Be not disturb'd dear Mother I 'le not fail you Ex. Sop. and Otto Bald. I do not like this Aub. That is still in our powers But how to make it so that we may like it Bald. Beyond us ever Latorch me thought was busie That fellow if not lookt to narrowly will do a suddain mischief Aub. Hell look to him For if there may be a Devil above all yet That Rogue will make him keep you up this night And so will I for much I fear a danger Bald. I will and in my watches use my prayers Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Sophia Otto Matillda Edith Ot. YOu wonder Madam that for all the shews My Brother Rollo makes of hearty love And free possession of the Dukedom 'twixt us I notwithstanding should stand still suspicious As if beneath those veils he did convey Intents and practices of hate and treason Sob It breeds indeed my wonder Ot. Which makes mine Since it is so safe and broad a beaten way Beneath the name of friendship to betray Sop. Though in remote and further off affections These falsehoods are so common yet in him They cannot so force nature Ot. The more near The bands of truth bind the more oft they sever Being better cloaks to cover falshood over Sop. It cannot
fairly Exit Mir. This woman if she hold on may be vertuous 'T is almost possible we 'll have a new day Bel. Ye brought me on ye forced me to this foolery I am asham'd I am scorn'd I am flurted yes I am so Though I cannot talk to a woman like your worship And use my phrases and my learned figures Yet I can fight with any man Mir. Fie Bel. I can Sir And I will fight Mir. With whom Bel. With you with any man For all men now will laugh at me Mir. Prethee be moderate Bel. And I 'le beat all men Come Mir. I love thee dearly Bel. I beat all that love Love has undone me Never tell me I will not be a History Mir. Thou art not Bel. 'Sfoot I will not give me room And let me see the proudest of ye jeer me And I 'le begin with you first Mir. 'Prethee Belleur If I do not satisfie thee Bel. Well look ye do But now I think on 't better 't is impossible I must beat some body I am maul'd my self And I ought in justice Mir. No no no ye are couzen'd But walk and let me talk to thee Bel. Talk wisely And see that no man laugh upon no occasion For I shall think then 't is at me Mir. I warrant thee Bel. Nor no more talk of this Mir. Do'st think I am maddish Bel. I must needs fight yet for I find it concerns me A pox on 't I must fight Mir. 'Faith thou shalt not Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter De Gard and Leverdure alias Lugier De G. I Know ye are a Scholar and can do wonders Lug. There 's no great Scholarship belongs to this Sir What I am I am I pity your poor Sister And heartily I hate these Travellers These Gim-cracks made of Mops and Motions There 's nothing in their houses here but hummings A Bee has more brains I grieve and vex too The insolent licentious carriage Of this out-facing fellow Mirabell And I am mad to see him prick his plumes up De Gar. His wrongs you partly know Lug. Do not you stir Sir Since he has begun with wit let wit revenge it Keep your sword close we 'll cut his throat a new way I am asham'd the Gentlewoman should suffer Such base lewd wrongs De Gar. I will be rul'd he shall live And left to your revenge Lug. I I I 'le fit him He makes a common scorn of handsome Women Modesty and good manners are his May-games He takes up Maidenheads with a new Commission The Church warrant 's out of date follow my Counsel For I am zealous in the Cause De Gar. I will Sir And will be still directed for the truth is My Sword will make my Sister seem more monstrous Besides there is no honour won on Reprobates Lug. You are i' th' right The slight he has shew'd my Pupils Sets me a fire too go I 'le prepare your Sister And as I told ye De Gar. Yes all shall be fit Sir Lug. And seriously and handsomely De Gar. I warrant ye Lug. A little counsel more De Gar. 'T is well Lug. Most stately See that observ'd and then De Gar. I have ye every way Lug. Away then and be ready De Gar. With all speed Sir Exit Enter Lillia Rosalure and Oriana Lug. We 'll learn to travel too may be beyond him Good day Fair beauties Lil. You have beautified us We thank ye Sir ye have set us off most gallantly With your grave precepts Ros We expected Husbands Out of your Documents and taught behaviours Excellent Husbands thought men would run stark mad on us Men of all Ages and all states we expected An Inundation of desires and offers A Torrent of trim Suitors all we did Or said or purpos'd to be Spells about us Spells to provoke Lil. Ye have provoke'd us finely We follow'd your directions we did rarely We were Stately Coy Demure Careless Light Giddy And play'd at all points This you swore would carry Ros We made Love and contemn'd Love Now seem'd holy With such a reverent put-on Reservation Which could not miss according to your Principles Now gave more hope again Now close now publick Still up and down we beat it like a Billow And ever those behaviours you read to us Subtil and new But all this will not help us Lil. They help to hinder us of all Acquaintance They have frighted off all Friends what am I better For all my Learning if I love a Dunce A handsome dunce to what use serves my Reading You should have taught me what belongs to Horses Doggs Dice Hawks Banquets Masks free and fair Meetings To have studied Gowns and Dressings Lug. Ye are not mad sure Ros We shall be if we follow your encouragements I 'le take mine own way now Lil. And I my fortune We may live Maids else till the Moon drop Mil-stones I see your modest Women are taken for monsters A Dowry of good breeding is worth nothing Lug. Since ye take it so to th' heart pray'ye give me leave yet And ye shall see how I 'le convert this Heretick Mark how this Mirabell Lil. Name him no more For though I long for a Husband I hate him And would be marryed sooner to a Monkey Or to a Jack of Straw than such a Juggler Ros I am of that mind too he is too nimble And plays at fast and loose too learnedly For a plain-meaning Woman that 's the truth on 't Here 's one too that we love well would be angry And reason why No no we will not trouble ye Nor him at this time may he make you happy We 'll turn our selves loose now to our fair fortunes And the down-right way Lil. The winning-way we 'll follow We 'll bait that men may bite fair and not be frighted Yet we 'll not be carryed so cheap neither we 'll have some sport Some mad-Morris or other for our mony Tutor Lug. 'T is like enough prosper your own Devices Ye are old enough to choose But for this Gentlewoman So please her give me leave Oria. I shall be glad Sir To find a friend whose pity may direct me Lug. I 'le do my best and faithfully deal for ye But then ye must be ruled Oria. In all I vow to ye Ros Do do he has a lucky hand sometimes I 'le assure ye And hunts the recovery of a lost Lover deadly Lug. You must away straight Oria. Yes Lug. And I 'le instruct ye Here ye can know no more Oria. By your leave sweet Ladies And all our Fortunes arrive at our own wishes Lil. Amen Amen Lug. I must borrow your man Lil. 'Pray take him He is within to do her good take any thing Take us and all Lug. No doubt ye may find Takers And so we 'll leave ye to your own disposes Exeunt Lil. Now which way Wench Ros We 'll go a brave way fear not A safe and sure way too and yet a by-way I must
formally and wait with patience I do beseech you Sir Lev. Sir leave your scoffing And as ye are a Gentleman deal fairly I have given ye a friends counsel so I 'le leave ye Mir. But hark ye hark ye Sir is' t possible I may believe what you say Lev. You may chuse Sir Mir. No Baits No Fish-hooks Sir No Gins No Nooses No Pitfals to catch Puppies Lev. I tell ye certain You may believe if not stand to the danger Exeunt Mir. A Lord of Savoy saies he The Dukes Nephew A man so mighty By ' Lady a fair marriage By my faith a handsom fortune I must leave prating For to confess the truth I have abused her For which I should be sorry but that will seem scurvy I must confess she was ever since I knew her As modest as she was fair I am sure she lov'd me Her means good and her breeding excellent And for my sake she has refus'd fair matches I may play the fool finely Stay who are these Enter De-Gard Oriana and Attendants 'T is she I am sure and that the Lord it should seem He carries a fair Port is a handsom man too I do begin to feel I am a Coxcomb Ori. Good my Lord chuse a nobler for I know I am so far below your rank and honour That what ye can say this way I must credit But spoken to beget your self sport Alas Sir I am so far off from deserving you My beauty so unfit for your Affection That I am grown the scorn of common Railers Of such injurious things that when they cannot Reach at my person he with my reputation I am poor besides de Ga. Ye are all wealth and goodness And none but such as are the scum of men The Ulcers of an honest state Spight-weavers That live on poyson only like swoln spiders Dare once profane such excellence such sweetness Mir. This man speaks loud indeed de-Ga. Name but the men Lady Let me but know these poor and base depravers Lay but to my revenge their persons open And you shall see how suddenly how fully For your most beauteous sake how direfully I 'le handle their despights Is this thing one Be what he will Mir. Sir de Ga. Dare your malicious tongue Sir Mir. I know you not nor what you mean Ori. Good my Lord. de Ga. If he or any he Ori. I beseech your honour This Gentleman 's a stranger to my knowledge And no doubt Sir a worthy man de-Ga. Your mercy But had he been a tainter of your honour A blaster of those beauties raign within ye But we shall find a fitter time dear Lady As soon as I have freed ye from your Guardian And done some honour'd offices unto ye I 'le take ye with those faults the world flings on ye And dearer than the whole world I 'le esteem ye Exeunt Mir. This is a thundring Lord I am glad I scap'd him How lovingly the wench disclaim'd my villany I am vext now heartily that he shall have her Not that I care to marry or to lose her But that this Bilbo-Lord shall reap that Maiden-head That was my due that he shall rig and top her I 'de give a thousand Crowns now he might miss her Enter a Servant Ser. Nay if I bear your blows and keep your counsel you have good luck Sir I 'le teach ye to strike lighter Mir. Come hither honest fellow canst thou tell me Where this great Lord lies This Savoy Lord Thou met'st him He now went by thee certain Ser. Yes he did Sir I know him and I know you are fool'd Mir. Come hither Here 's all this give me truth Sir Not for your mony And yet that may do much but I have been beaten And by the worshipfull Contrivers beaten and I 'le tell ye This is no Lord no Savoy Lord. Mir. Go forward Ser. This is a Trick and put upon ye grosly By one Lugier the Lord is Monsieur de-Gard Sir An honest Gentleman and a neighbour here Their ends you understand better than I sure Mir. Now I know him Know him now plain Ser. I have discharg'd my colours so God b'y ye sir Exit Mir. What a purblinde Puppy was I now I remember him All the whole cast on 's face though 't were umber'd And mask'd with patches what a dunder-whelp To let him domineer thus how he strutted And what a load of Lord he clapt upon him Would I had him here again I would so bounce him I would so thank his Lordship for his lewd plot Do they think to carry it away with a great band made of bird-pots And a pair of pin-buttockt breeches Ha! 'T is he again He comes he comes he comes have at him Enter de-Gard Oriana c. Sings My Savoy Lord why dost thou frown on me And will that savour never sweeter be Wilt thou I say for ever play the fool de Gard be wise and Savoy go to School My Lord de Gard I thank ye for your Antick My Lady bright that will be sometimes Frantick You worthy Train that wait upon this Pair ' Send you more wit and they a bouncing Baire And so I take my humble leave of your honours Exit de-Ga. We are discover'd there 's no remedy Lelia Biancha's man upon my life In stubbornness because Lugier corrected him A shameless slaves plague on him for a Rascal Ori. I was in a perfect hope the bane on 't is now He will make mirth on mirth to persecute us de-Ga. We must be patient I am vext to the proof too I 'le try once more then if I sail Here 's one speaks Ori. Let me be lost and scorn'd first de-Ga. Well we 'll consider Away and let me shift I shall be hooted else Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Lugier Lelia Servants Lug. FAint not but do as I direct ye trust me Believe me too for what I have told ye Lady As true as you are Lelia is Authentick I know it I have found it 't is a poor courage Flies off for one repulse these Travellers Shall find before we have done a home-spun wit A plain French understanding may cope with 'em They have had the better yet thank your sweet Squire here And let 'em brag you would be reveng'd Lel. Yes surely Lug. And married too Lel. I think so Lug. Then be Counsel'd You know how to proceed I have other Irons Heating as well as yours and I will strike Three blows with one Stone home be rul'd and happie And so I leave ye Now is the time Lel. I am ready If he do come to do me Ser. Will ye stand here And let the people think ye are God knows what Mistris Let Boys and Prentices presume upon ye Lel. Pre'thee hold thy peace Ser. Stand at his dore that hates ye Lel. Pre'thee leave prating Sir 'Pray ye go to th' Tavern I 'le give ye a Pint of wine there If any of the Mad-cap Gentlemen should come by That take up women upon
leaves Mir. That we dare do and civilly And thank 'em too Pin. Yos Sir we know that honesty Bel. I 'le come i' th' Rear forty foot off I 'le assure ye With a good Gun in my hand I 'le no more Amazons I mean no more of their frights I 'le make my three legs Kiss my hand twice and if I smell no danger If the enterview be clear may be I 'le speak to her I 'le wear a privy coat too and behind me To make those parts secure a Bandog La Cast You are a merry Gentleman Bel. A wary Gentleman I do assure ye I have been warn'd and must be arm'd La-Cast Well Son These are your hasty thoughts when I see you are bent to it Then I 'le believe and joyn with ye So we 'll leave ye There 's a Trick will make ye stay Nant. I hope so Exeunt Mir. We have won immortal Fame now if we leave ' em Pin. You have but we have lost Mir. Pinac thou art cozen'd I know they love ye and to gain ye handsomly Not to be thought to yield they would give millions Their Fathers willingness that must needs shew ye Pin. If I thought so Mir. Ye shall be hang'd ye Recreant Would ye turn Renegado now Bel. No let 's away Boys Out of the Air and tumult of their Villanies Though I were married to that Grashopper And had her fast by th' legs I should think she would cozen me Enter a young Factor Fac. Monsieur Mirabel I take it Mir. Y' are i' th' right Sir Fac. I am come to seek ye Sir I have been at your Fathers And understanding you were here Mir. Ye are welcom May I crave your name Fac. Foss Sir and your servant That you may know me better I am Factor To your old Merchant Leverdure Mir. How do's he Fac. Well Sir I hope he is now at Orleance About some business Mir. You are once more welcom Your Master 's a right honest man and one I am much beholding to and must very shortly Trouble his love again Fac. You may be bold Sir Mir. Your business if you please now Fac. This it is Sir I know ye well remember in your travel A Genoa Merchant Mir. I remember many Fac. But this man Sir particulary your own benefit Must needs imprint him in ye one Alberto A Gentleman you sav'd from being Murther'd A little from Bollonia I was then my self in Italie and suppli'd ye Though haply you have forgot md now Mir. No I remember ye And that Alberto too a noble Gentleman More to remember were to thank my self Sir What of that Gentleman Fac. He is dead Mir. I am sorry Fac. But on his death-bed leaving to his Sister All that he had beside some certain Jewels Which with a Ceremony he bequeath'd to you In gratefull memory he commanded strictly His Sister as she lov'd him and his peace To see those Jewels safe and true deliver'd And with them his last love She as tender To observe his will not trusting friend nor servant With such a weight is come her self to Paris And at my Masters house Mir. You tell me a wonder Fac. I tell ye a truth Sir She is young and handsom And well attended of much State and Riches So loving and obedient to her Brother That on my conscience if he had given her also She would most willingly have made her tender Mir. May not I see her Fac. She desires it heartily Mir. And presently Fac. She is now about some business Passing accompts of some few debts here owing And buying Jewels of a Merchant Mir. Is she wealthie Fac. I would ye had her Sir at all adventure Her Brother had a main State Mir. And fair too Fac. The prime of all those parts of Italie For beautie and for Courtesie Mir. I must needs see her Fac. 'T is all her business Sir Ye may now see her But to morrow will be fitter for your visitation For she is not yet prepared Mir. Only her sight Sir And when you shall think sit for further visit Fac. Sir ye may see her and I 'le wait your coming Mir. And I 'le be with ye instantly I know the house Mean time my love and thanks Sir Fac. Your poor Servant Exit Alberto Pin. Thou hast the strangest Luck what was that Mir. An honest noble Merchant 't was my chance To rescue from some rogues had almost slain him And he in kindness to remember this Bel. Now we shall have you For all your protestations and your forwardness Find out strange fortunes in this Ladies eyes And new enticements to put off your journey And who shall have honour then Mir. No no never fear it I must needs see her to receive my Legacy Bel. If it be ty'd up in her smock heaven help thee May not we see too Mir. Yes afore we go I must be known my self e're I be able To make thee welcom wouldst thou see more women I thought you had been out of love with all Bel. I may be I find that with the least encouragement Yet I desire to see whether all Countries Are naturally possess'd with the same spirits For if they be I 'le take a Monastery And never travâ—â— for I had rather be a Frier And live mew'd up than be a fool and flouted Mir. Well well I 'le meet ye anon then tell you more boys How e'er stand prepar'd prest for our jouâ—â—â—y For certain we shall go I think when I have seen her And view'd her well Pin. Go go and we 'll wait for ye Your fortune directs ours Bel. You shall find us i' th' Tavern Lamenting in Sack and Sugar for our losses If she be right Italian and want servants You may prefer the properest man How I could worry a woman now Pin. Come come leave prating Ye may have enough to do without this boasting Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Lugier de-Gard Rosalu and Lelia Lug. This is the last adventure de-Ga. And the happiest As we hope too Ros We should be glad to find it Lel. Who shall conduct us thither Lug. Your man is ready For I must not be seen no nor this Gentleman That may beget suspicion all the rest Are people of no doubt I would have ye Ladies Keep your old liberties and as we instruct ye Come look not pale you shall not lose your wishes Nor beg 'em neither but be your selves and happy Ros I tell ye true I cannot hold off longer Nor give no more hard language de-Ga. You shall not need Ros I love the Gentleman and must now snow it Shall I beat a proper man out of heart Lug. There 's none advises ye Lel. 'Faith I repent me too Lug. Repent and spoil all Tell what ye know ye had best Lel. I 'le tell what I think For if he ask me now if I can love him I 'le tell him yes I can The man 's a kind man And out of his true honesty affects me Although he plaid
him in Exit Servant Lisa I will retire the while to the next room Clar. We shall not long disturb you Enter Alcidon Alci Save ye Sir Clara. The like to you fair Sir pray you come near Alci Pray you instruct me for I know you not With Monsieur Clarange I would speak Clar. I am he Sir Ye are nobly welcome I wait your business Alci This will inform you Clar. Will you please to sit down Reads He shall command me Sir I 'le wait upon him Within this hour Alci Y' are a noble Gentleman Wil 't please you bring a friend we are two of us And pity either Sir should be unfurnish'd Clar. I have none now and the time is set so short 'T will not be possible Alci Do me the honour I know you are so full of brave acquaintance And worthy friends you cannot want a partner I would be loth to stand still Sir besides You know the custom and the vantage of it If you come in alone C ar And I must meet it Alci Send we 'l defer an hour let us be equal Games won and lost on equal terms shew fairest Clar. 'T is to no purpose to send any whither Unless men be at home by Revelation So please you breath a while when I have done with him You may be exercis'd too I 'le trouble no man Enter Lisander Lisa They are very loud Now what 's the news Clar. I must leave you Leave you a while two hours hence I 'le return friend Lisa Why what 's the matter Clar. A little business Lisa And 't be but a little you may take me with ye Clar. 'T will be a trouble to you Lisa No indeed to do you service I account a pleasure Clar. I must alone Lisa Why Clar. 'T is necessity Before you pass the walks and back again I will be with ye Lisa If it be not unmannerly To press you I would go Clar. I 'le tell you true Sir This Gentleman and I upon appointment Are going to visit a Lady Lisa I am no Capuchin why should not I go Alci Take the Gentleman Come he may see the Gentlewoman too And be most welcom I do beseech you take him Lis By any means I love to see a Gentlewoman A prettie wench too Clar. Well Sir we 'll meet you And at the place My service to the Lady Alci I kiss your hand Exit Clar. Prethee read o're her Letter Lisander Lisander reads Monsieur I Know you have consider'd the dark sentence Olinda gave us and that however she disguis'd it it pointed more at our swords edges than our bodies banishments the last must injoy her if we retire our youths are lost in wandring in emulation we shall grow old men and feeble which is the scorn of love and rust of honour and so return more fit to wed our Sepulchers than the Saint we aim at let us therefore make our journey short and our hearts ready and with our swords in our hands put it to fortune which shall be worthy to receive that blessing I 'le stay you on the mountain our old hunting place this Gentleman alone runs the hazard with me and so I kiss your hand Your Servant Lidian Is this your wench you 'l find her a sharp Mistris What have I thrust my self into is this that Lidian You told me of Clar. The same Lisa My Ladies Brother No cause to heave my sword against but his To save the Father yesterday and this morning To help to kill the Son this is most courteous The only way to make the Daughter doat on me Clar. Why do you muse would ye go off Lisa No no I must on now this will be kindly taken No life to sacrifice but part of hers Do you fight straight Clara. Yes presently Lisan To morrow then The balefull tidings of this day will break out And this nights Sun will set in bloud I am troubl'd If I am kill'd I am happy Clar. Will you go friend Lis I am ready Sir fortune thou hast made me monstrous Exeunt Enter Malfort and Clarinda Malf. Your cousin and my true friend lusty Leon Shall know how you use me Clar. Be more temperate Or I will never use nor know you more I' th' way of a servant all the house takes notice Of your ridiculous fopperie I have no sooner Perform'd my duties in my Ladies chamber And she scarce down the stairs but you appear Like my evil spirit to me Malf. Can the fish live out of the water or the Salamander Out of the fire or I live warm but in The fâ—ying pan of your favour Cla. Pray you forget Your curious comparisons borrowed from The pond and kitchin and remember what My Ladies pleasure is for th' entertainment Of her noble Father Ma. I would learn the art of memory in your table book Cla. Very good sir no more but up and ride I apprehend Your meaning soft fire makes sweet mault Sir I 'le answer you in a Proverb Mal. But one kiss from thy hony lip Cla. You fight too high my hand is A fair ascent from my foot his slavering kisses Spoil me more gloves enough for once you 'l surfeit With too much grace Mal. Have you no imployment for me Cal. Yes yes go send for Leon and convey him â—nto the private Arbour from his mouth â— hear your praises with more faith Ma. I am gone yet one thing e're I go there 's at the door The rarest Fortune-teller he hath told me The strangest things he knows ye are my Mistris And under seal deliver'd how many Children â— shall begâ—t on you pray you give him hearing He 'l make it good to you Cla. A cunning man Of your own making howsoe'r I 'le hear him At your intreaty Mal. Now I perceive ye love me At my entreaty come in friend remember To speak as I directed he knows his lesson And the right way to please her this it is To have a head-piece Exit Enter Lancelot like a Fortune-teller with a Purse and two Letters in it Cla. 'T is said you can tell fortunes to come Lan. Yes Mistris and what 's past Unglove your hand by this straight line I see You have lain crooked Cla. How lain crooked Lan. Yes and in that posture plaid at the old game No body hears me and I 'le be no blab And at it lost your maiden-head Câ—a A shrewd fellow 'T is truth but not to be confess'd in this Your palmistry deceives you something else Sir Lan. Ye are a great woman with your Lady and Acquainted with her counsels Cla. Still more strange Lan. There is a noble Knight Lisander loves her Whom she regards not and the destinies With whom I am familiar have deliver'd That by your means alone he must enjoy her Your hand again yes yes you have already Promis'd him your assistance and what 's more Tasted his bounty for which from the skye There are 200. crowns dropp'd in a Purse Look
none of the maids came near ye Clarin. Madam they did Cal. 'T was one in your Cousins cloaths then And wore a sword and sure I keep no Amazons Wench do not lye 't will but proclaim thee guilty Lyes hide our sins like nets like perspectives They draw offences nearer still and greater Come tell the truth Clarin. You are the strangest Lady To have these doubts of me how have I liv'd Madam And which of all my careful services deserves these shames Cal. Leave facing 't will not serve ye This impudence becomes thee worse than lying I thought ye had liv'd well and I was proud of 't But you are pleas'd to abuse my thoughts who was 't Honest repentance yet will make the fault less Clarin. Do ye compel me do you stand so strict too Nay then have at ye I shall rub that sore Madam Since ye provoke me will but vex your Ladyship Let me alone Cal. I will know Clarin. For your own peace The peace of your own conscience ask no farther Walk in and let me alone Cal. No I will know all Clar. Why then I 'le tell ye 't was a man I lay with Never admire 't is easie to be done Madam And usual too a proper man I lay with Why should you vex at that young as Lisander And able too I grudge not at your pleasure Why should you stir at mine I steal none from ye Cal. And dost thou glory in this sin Cla. I am glad on 't to glory in 't is for a mighty Lady That may command Cal. Why didst thou name Lisander Clari. Does it anger ye does it a little gall ye I know it does why would ye urge me Lady Why would ye be so curious to compel me I nam'd Lisander as my president The rule I err'd by you love him I know it I grudg'd not at it but am pleas'd it is so And by my care and diligence you enjoy'd him Shall I for keeping counsel have no comfort Will you have all your self ingross all pleasure Are ye so hard hearted why do ye blush now Madam Cal. My anger blushes not my shame base woman Clari. I 'le make your shame blush since you put me to 't Who lay with you t'other night Cal. With me ye monster Clari. Whose sweet embraces circled ye not your husbands I wonder ye dare touch me in this point Madam Stir her against ye in whose hand your life lies More than your life your honour what smug Amazon Was that I brought you that maid had ne're a petticoat Cal. She 'l half perswade me anon I am a beast too And I mistrust my self though I am honest For giving her the Helm thou knowest Clarinda Ev'n in thy conscience I was ever vertuous As far from lust in meeting with Lisander As the pure wind in welcoming the morning In all the coversation I had with him As free and innocent as you fair Heaven Didst not thou perswade me too Clarin. Yes I had reason for 't And now you are perswaded I 'le make use on 't Cal. If I had sin'd thus and my youth entic'd me The nobleness and beauty of his person Beside the mighty benefits I am bound to Is this sufficient warrant for thy weakness If I had been a whore and crav'd thy counsel In the conveyance of my fault and faithfulness Thy secrecie and truth in hiding of it Is it thy justice to repay me thus To be the Master sinner to compel me And build thy lusts security on mine honour Cla. They that love this sin love their security Prevention Madam is the nail I knock'd at And I have hit it home and so I 'le hold it And you must pardon me and be silent too And suffer what ye see and suffer patiently I shall do worse else Cal. Thou canst not touch my credit Truth will not suffer me to be abus'd thus Clarin. Do not you stick to truth she is seldom heard Madam A poor weak tongue she has and that is hoarse too With pleading at the bars none understand her Or if you had her what can she say for ye Must she not swear he came at midnight to ye The door left open and your husband cozen'd With a feign'd sickness Cal. But by my soul I was honest thou know'st I was honest Clarin. That 's all one what I know What I will testifie is that shall vex ye Trust not a guilty rage with likelihoods And on apparent proof take heed of that Madam If you were innocent as it may be ye are I do not know I leave it to your conscience It were the weakest and the poorest part of ye Men being so willing to believe the worst So open eyed in this age to all infamie To put your fame in this weak bark to the venture Cal. What do I suffer O my precious honour Into what box of evils have I lock'd thee Yet rather than be thus outbrav'd and by My drudg my footstool one that sued to be so Perish both life and honour Devil thus I dare thy worst defie thee spit at thee And in my vertuous rage thus trample on thee Awe me thy Mistris whore to be thy baud Out of my house proclaim all that thou knowest Or malice can invent fetch jealousie From Hell and like a furie breath it in The bosom of my Lord and to thy utmost Blast my fair fame yet thou shalt feel with horror To thy sear'd conscience my truth is built On such a firm base that if e're it can Be forc'd or undermin'd by thy base scandals Exit Heaven keeps no guard on innocence Clarin. I am lost In my own hopes forsaken and must fall The greatest torment to a guilty woman Without revenge till I can fashion it I must submit at least appear as if I did repent and would offend no farther Monsieur Beronte my Lords Brother is Oblig'd unto me for a private favour 'T is he must mediate for me but when time And opportunity bids me strike my wreak Shall pour it self on her nice chastitie Like to a torrent deeds not words shall speak me Exit Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Alcidon and Beronte severally Alci YE are opportunely net Ber. Your countenance expresses hast mixt with some fear Alci You 'l share with me in both as soon as you are made Acquainted with the cause if you love vertue In danger not secure I have no time For circumstance instruct me if Lisander Be in your Brothers house Ber. Upon my knowledge he is not there Alci I am glad on 't Ber. Why good Sir Without offence I speak it there 's no place In which he is more honour'd or more safe Than with his friend Cleander Alci In your votes I grant it true but as it now stands with him I can give reason to make satisfaction For what I speak you cannot but remember The ancient difference between Lisander And Cloridon a man in grace at Court Ber. I do and the soul
passages That will be look'd for you may hear this day Some Scenes that will confirm it is a play He being ambitious that it should be known What 's good was Fletchers and what ill his own Epilogue STill doubtfull and perplex'd too whether he Hath done Fletcher right in this Historie The Poet sits within since he must know it He with respect desires that you would shew it By some accustomed sign if from our action Or his indeavours you meet satisfaction With ours he hath his ends we hope the best To make that certainty in you doth rest THE PILGRIM A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Governour of Segovia Verdugo a Captain under him Alphonso an old angry Gentleman two Gentlemen friends to Alphonso Curio Seberto Pedro the Pilgrim a noble Gentleman Servant to Alinda An old Pilgrim two Out laws under Roderigo Lopes Jaques Roderigo rival to Pedro Captain of the Out-laws A Gentleman of the Country Courtiers Porter of the Mad folks Master Keepers 3 Gentlemen 4 Peasants Madmen A Scholar A Parson An Englishman Jenkin Fool. WOMEN Alinda Daughter to Alphonso Pedro's Lady Juletta Alinda's Maid a witty Lass Ladies The Scene Spain The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor Nicholas Toolie Robert Benfield John Thompson John Lowin John Vnderwood George Birch James Horn. Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Alphonso Curio and Seberto Curio SIgnior Alphonso ye are too rugged to her Believe too full of harshness Alph. Yes it seems so Seb. A Father of so sweet a child so happy Fye Sir so excellent in all endowments In blessedness of beauty such a mirror Alph. She is a fool away Seb. Can ye be angry Can any wind blow rough upon a blossom So fair and tender Can a Fathers nature A noble Fathers too Alp. All this is but prating Let her be rul'd let her observe my humour With my eyes let her see with my ears listen I am her Father I begot her bred her And I will make her Cur. No doubt ye may compel her But what a mischievous unhappy fortune May wait upon this will of yours as commonly Such forcings ever end in hates and ruines Alph. Is' t not a man I wish her to a strong man What can she have what could she have a Gentleman A young man and an able man a rich man A handsome man a valiant man do you mark me None of your pieced-companions your pin'd-Gallants That flie to fitters with every flaw of weather None of your impt bravadoes what can she ask more Is not a metal'd man fit for a woman A strong chin'd man I 'le not be fool'd nor flurted Seb. I grant ye Roderigo is all these And a brave Gentleman must it therefore follow Upon necessity she must doat upon him Will ye allow no liberty in choosing Cur. Alas she is tender yet Alp. Enough enough enough Sir She is malleable she 'll endure the hammer And why not that strong workman that strikes deepest Let me know that she is fifteen with the vantage And if she be not ready now for mannage Seb. You know he is a banish'd man an Out-law And how he lives his nature rough and bloody By customary Rapines now her sweet humour That is as easie as a calm and peaceful All her affections like the dews on Roses Fair as the flowers themselves as sweet and gentle How would you have these meet Alp. A bed a bed Sir Let her be the fairest Rose and the sweetest Yet I know this fair Rose must have her prickles I grant ye Roderigo is an out Law An easie composition calls him in again He is a valiant man and he is a rich man And loves the fool a little rough by custom She 'l like him ten times better She 'l doat upon him If ere they come to grapling run mad for him But there is another in the wind some Castrel That hovers over her and dares her daily Some flickring slave Cur. I dare not think so poorly A p. Something there is and must be but I shall seent it And hunt it narrowly Seb. I never saw her yet Make offer at the least glance of affection But still so modest wise Alp. They are wise to gull us There was a fellow old Ferando's son I must confess handsome but my enemy And the whole family I hate young Pearo That fellow I have seen her gaze upon And turn and gaze again and make such offers As if she would shoot her eyes like Meteors at him But that cause stands removed Cur. You need not doubt him For long since as 't was thought on a griev'd Conscience He left his Father and his Friends more pity For truth reports he was a noble Gentleman Alp. Let him be what he will he was a beggar And there I 'le leave him Seb. The more the Court must answer But certainly I think though she might favour him And love his goodness as he was an honest man She never with loose eyes stuck on his person Alp. She is so full of Conscience too and charity And outward holiness she will undo me Relieves more Beggars than an Hospital Enter Alinda and Juletta And all poor Rogues that can but say their prayers And tune their pipes to Lamentations She thinks she is bound to dance to good morrow to you And that 's as ye deserve too you know my mind And study to observe it do it cheerfully And readily and home Alin. I shall obey ye But noble Sir Alp. Come come away with your flatteries And your fine phrases Cur. Pray ye be gentle to her Alp. I know 'em and know your feats if you will find me Noble and loving seek me in your duty You know I am too indulgent Seb. Alas poor Lady Alp. To your devotions I take no good thing from you Come Gentlemen leave pitying and moaning of her And praising of her vertues and her whim-whams It makes her proud and sturdy Seb. Cur. Good hours wait on ye Exeunt Alin. I thank ye Gentlemen I want such comforts I would thank you too Father but your cruelty Hath almost made me senseless of my duty Yet still I must know would I had known nothing What Poor attend my charity to day wench Jul. Of all sorts Madam your open handed bounty Make 's 'em flock every hour some worth your pity But others that have made a trade of begging Alin. Wench if they ask it truly I must give it It takes away the holy use of charity To examine wants Jul. I would you would be merry A cheerful giving hand as I think Madam Requires a heart as chearful Alin. Alas Juletta What is there to be merry at what joy now Unless we fool our own afflictions And make them shew ridiculous Jul. Sure Madam You could not seem thus serious if you were married Thus sad and full of thoughts Alin. Married to whom wench Thou thinkst if there be a young handsome fellow As those are plentiful our cares are quenched then Jul. Madam
love I think but not with you I can assure you saw ye Fabritio Ang. Is he come over Fred. Yes a week ago Shall we dine Ang. I cannot Fred. Prethee do Ang. Believe me I have business Fred. Have you too Gentlemen Piso No Sir Fred. Why then let 's dine together Lod. With all my heart Fred. Go then Farewel good Angelo Commend me to your friend Ang. I will Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Frank and Clora Clo. Do not dissemble Frank mine eyes are quicker Than such observers that do ground their faith Upon one smile or tear y' are much alter'd And are as empty of those excellencies That were companions to you I mean mirth And free disposure of your blood and Spirit As you were born a mourner Fran. How I prethee For I perceive no such change in my self Clo. Come come this is not wise nor provident To halt before a Cripple if you love Be liberal to your friend and let her know it I see the way you run and know how tedious 'T will prove without a true companion Fran. Sure thou wouldst have me love Clo. Yes marry would I I should not please ye else Fran. And who for Heavens sake For I assure my self I know not yet And prethee Clora since thou 'lt have it so That I must love and do I know not what Let him be held a pretty handsome fellow And young and if he be a little valiant 'T will be the better and a little wise And faith a little honest Clor. Well I will found ye yet for all your craft Fran. Heigh ho I 'le love no more Clo. Than one and him You shall love Frank. Fran. Which him thou art so wise People will take thee shortly for a Witch But prethee tell me Clora if I were So mad as thou wouldst make me what kind of man Wouldst thou imagine him Clo. Faith some pretty fellow With a clean strength that cracks a cudgel well And dances at a Wake and plays at Nine-holes Fran. O what pretty commendations thou hast given him Faith if I were in love as I thank Heaven I do not think I am this short Epistle Before my love would make me burn the Legend Clor. You are too wild I mean some Gentleman Fran. So do not I till I can know 'em wiser Some Gentleman no Clora till some Gentleman Keep some land and fewer whores believe me I 'le keep no love for him I do not long To go a foot yet and solicite causes Clor. What think you then of an adventurer I mean some wealthy Merchant Fran. Let him venture In some decai'd Ware or Carack of his own he shall not Rig me out that 's the short on 't out upon 't What young thing of my years would endure To have her Husband in another Country Within a month after she is married Chopping for rotten Raisins and lye pining At home under the mercy of his fore-man no Though they be wealthy and indifferent wise I do not see that I am bound to love ' em Clo. I see ye are hard to please yet I will please ye Fran. Faith not so hard neither if considered What woman may deserve as she is worthy But why do we bestow our time so idlely Prethee let us entertain some other talk This is as sickly to me as faint weather Clor. Now I believe I shall content you Frank What think you of a Courtier Fran. Faith so ill That if I should be full and speak but truth 'T would shew as if I wanted charity Prethee good wench let me not rail upon 'em Yet I have an excellent stomach and must do it I have no mercy of these Infidels Since I am put in mind on 't good wench bear with me Clo. Can no man fit you I will find him out Fran. This Summer fâ—uit that you call Courtier While you continue cold and frosty to him Hangs fast and may be found but when you sâ—ing Too full a heat of your affections Upon his root and make him ripe too soon You 'll find him rotten i' th' handling His oaths and affections are all one With his apparel things to set him off He has as many Mistrisses as Faiths And all Apocrypha his true belief Is only in a private Surgion And for my single self I 'd sooner venture A new conversion of the Indies Than to make Courtiers able men or honest Clo. I do believe you love no Courtier And by my troth to ghess you into love With any I can think of is beyond Either your will or my imagination And yet I am sure y' are caught and I will know him There 's none left now worthy the thinking of Unless it be a Souldier and I am sure I would ever bless my self from such a fellow Fran. Why prethee Clo. Out upon 'em fire-locks They are nothing i' th' world but Buff and Scarlet Tough unhewn pieces to hack swords upon I had as lieve be courted by a Cannon As one of those Fran. Thou art too malicious Upon my faith me thinks they 're worthy men Clo. Say ye so I 'le pull ye on a little further What worth can be in those men whose profession Is nothing i' th' world but drink and damn me Out of whose violence they are possest With legions of unwholsome whores and quarrels I am of that opinion and will dye in 't There is no understanding nor can be In a soust Souldier Fran. Now 't is ignorance I easily perceive that thus provokes thee And not the love of truth I 'le lay my life If thou'dst been made a man thou hadst been a coward Clo. If to be valiant be to be a Souldier I 'le tell ye true I had rather be a Coward I am sure with less sin Fra. This Heresie must be look'd to in time for if it spread 'T will grow too Pestilent were I a Scholar I would so hamper thee for thy opinion That ere I left I would write thee out of credit With all the world and make thee not believ'd Even in indifferent things that I would leave thee A reprobate out of the state of honour By all good things thou hast flung aspersions So like a fool for I am angry with thee Upon a sort of men that let me tell thee Thy mothers mother would have been a Saint Had she conceiv'd a Souldier they are people I may commend 'em while I speak but truth Of all the old world only left to keep Man as he was valiant and vertuous They are the model of those men whose honours We heave our hands at when we hear recited Clo. They are and I have all I sought for 't is a souldier You love hide it no longer you have betray'd your self Come I have found your way of commendations And what I said was but to pull it from ye Fran. 'T was pretty are you grown so cunning Clora I grant I love a souldier But what souldier Will be a new task to ye But
'as lost me And I him let him now stand fast Come hither My care is now on you Max. O blessed Mother Del. Stand still and let me work So now Maximinian Go and appear in Court and eye Aurelia Believe what I have done concerns ye highly Stand in her view make your addresses to her She is the Stair of honour I 'le say no more But Fortune is your servant go Max. With reverence All this as holy truths Exit Del. Believe and prosper Dru. Yet all this cures not me but as much credit As much belief from Dioclesian Enter Geta Lictors and Suitors with Petitions Del. Be not dejected I have warn'd ye often The proudest thoughts he has I 'le humble Who 's this O 't is the fool and knave grown a grave Officer Here 's hot and high preferment Get. What 's your Bill For Gravel for the Appian way and Pills Is the way rheumatick 1 Suitor 'T is Piles and 't please you Get. Remove me those Piles to Port Esquiline Fitter the place my friend you shall be paid 1 Suit I thank your worship Get. Thank me when ye have it Thank me another way ye are an Asse else I know my office you are for the streets Sir Lord how ye throng that knave has eaten Garlick Whip him and bring him back 3 Suitor I beseech your Worship Here 's an old reckoning for the dung and dirt Sir Get. It stinks like thee away Yet let him tarry His Bill shall quit his Breath Give your Petitions In seemly sort and keep your hat off decently For scowring the water-courses thorow the Cities A fine periphrasis of a kennel-raker Did ye scour all my friend ye had some business Who shall scour you you are to be paid I take it When Surgeons swear you have perform'd your office 4 Suit Your Worship 's merry Get. We must be sometimes wittie To nick a knave 't is as useful as our gravitie I 'le take no more Petitions I am pester'd Give me some rest 4 Suit I have brought the gold and 't please ye About the Place ye promised Get. See him enter'd How does your Daughter 4 Suit Better your worship thinks of her Get. This is with the least But let me see your Daughter 'T is a good forward maid I 'le joyn her with ye I do beseech ye leave me Lictor Ye see the Edile's busie Get. And look to your places or I 'le make ye smoke else Sirrah I drank a cup of wine at your house yesterday A good smart wine Lictor Send him the piece he likes it Get. And ate the best wild Boar at that same Farmers 2 Su. I have half left yet your worship shall command it Get. A bit will serve give me some rest gods help me How shall I labour when I am a Senator Del. 'T is a fit place indeed 'Save your Mastership Do you know us Sir Get. These women are still troublesom There be houses providing for such wretched women And some small Rents to set ye a spinning Dru. Sir We are no Spinsters nor if you look upon us So wretched as you take us Del. Does your Mightiness That is a great destroyer of your Memorie Yet understand our faces Get. 'Prethee keep off woman It is not fit I should know every creature Although I have been familiar with thee heretofore I must not know thee now my place neglects thee Yet because I daign a glimpse of your remembrances Give me your Suits and wait me a month hence Del. Our Suits are Sir to see the Emperour The Emperour Dioclesian to speak to him And not to wait on you We have told you all Sir Get. I laugh at your simplicitie poor women See the Emperour why you are deceiv'd now The Emperour appears but once in seven years And then he shines not on such weeds as you are Forward and keep your State and keep beggers from me Drus Here is a prettie youth Exeunt Enter Diocles. Del. He shall be prettie Or I will want my will since ye are so high Sir I 'le raise ye higher or my art shall fail me Stand close he comes Dio. How am I cross'd and tortur'd My most wish'd happiness my lovely Mistris That must make good my hopes and link my greatness Yet sever'd from mine arms Tell me high heaven How have I sinn'd that you should speak in thunder In horrid thunder when my heart was ready To leap into her breast the Priest was ready The joyful virgins and the young men ready When Hymen stood with all his flames about him Blessing the bed the house with full joy sweating And expectation like the Roman Eagle Took stand and call'd all eyes It was your honour And e're you give it full do you destroy it Or was there some dire Star some Devil that did it Some sad malignant Angel to mine honour With you I dare not rage Del. With me thou canst not Though it was I. Nay look not pale and frighted I 'le fright thee more With me thou canst not quarrel I rais'd the thunder to rebuke thy falshood Look here to her thy falshood Now be angry And be as great in evil as in Empire Dio. Bless me ye Powers Del. Thou hast full need of blessing 'T was I that at thy great Inauguration Hung in the air unseen 't was I that honour'd thee With various Musicks and sweet sounding airs 'T was I inspir'd the Souldiers heart with wonder And made him throw himself with love and duty Low at thy feet 't was I that fix'd him to thee But why did I all this To keep thy honestie Thy vow and faith that once forgot and slighted Aurelia in regard the Marriage ready The Priest and all the Ceremonies present 'T was I that thundred loud 't was I that threatned 'T was I that cast a dark face over heaven And smote ye all with terrour Dru. Yet consider As ye are noble as I have deserv'd ye For yet ye are free if neither faith nor promise The deeds of elder times may be remembred Let these new-dropping tears for I still love ye These hands held up to heaven Dio. I must not pity ye 'T is not wise in me Del. How not wise Dio. Nor honourable A Princess is my Love and doats upon me A fair and lovely Princess is my Mistris I am an Emperour consider Prophetess Now my embraces are for Queens and Princesses For Ladies of high mark for divine beauties To look so low as this cheap common sweetness Would speak me base my names and glories nothing I grant I made a vow what was I then As she is now of no sort hope made me promise But now I am to keep this vow were monstrous A madness and a low inglorious fondness Del. Take heed proud man Drus Princes may love with Titles But I with Truth Del. Take heed here stands thy destinie Thy Fate here follows Dio. Thou doating Sorceress Wouldst have me love this thing that is not worthy To
fortune bred me And how far must I suffer Poor and low States Though they know wants and hungers know not these Know not these killing Fates little contents them And with that little they live Kings commanding And ordering both their ends and loves O Honour How greedily men seek thee and once purchased How many Enemies to mans peace bringst thou How many griefs and sorrows that like sheers Like fatal Sheers are sheering off our lives still How many sad Eclipses do we shine thorow Enter Delphia Drusilla vail'd When I presum'd I was blessed in this fair woman Del. Behold him now and tell me how thou lik'st him Dio. When all my hopes were up and Fortune dealt me Even for the greatest and the happiest Monarch Then to be cozen'd to be cheated basely By mine own Kinsman cross'd O villain Kinsman Curse of my blood because a little younger A little smoother sac'd O false false woman False and forgetful of thy faith I 'll kill him But can I kill her hate too No he woos not Nor worthy is of death because she follows him Because she courts him Shall I kill an innocent O Diocles would thou hadst never known this Nor surfeited upon this sweet Ambition That now lies bitter at thy heart O Fortune That thou hast none to fool and blow like bubbles But Kings and their Contents Del. What think you now Girl Dru. Upon my life I pity his misfortune See how he weeps I cannot hold Del. Away fool He must weep bloody tears before thou hast him How fare ye now brave Dioclesian What! lazy in your loves has too much pleasure Dull'd your most mighty faculties Dio. Art thou there More to torment me dost thou come to mock me Del. I do and I do laugh at all thy sufferings I that have wrought 'em come to scorn thy wailings I told thee once this is thy fate this woman And as thou usest her so thou shalt prosper It is not in thy power to turn this destiny Nor stop the torrent of those miseries If thou neglectst her still shall fall upon thee Sith that thou art dishonest false of faith Proud and dost think no Power can cross thy pleasures Thou wilt find a Fate above thee Dru. Good Aunt speak mildly See how he looks and suffers Dio. I find and feel woman That I am miserable Del. Thou art most miserable Dio. That as I am the most I am most miserable But didst thou work this Del. Yes and will pursue it Dio. Stay there and have some pity fair Drusilla Let me perswade thy mercy thou hast lov'd me Although I know my suit will sound unjustly To make thy love the means to lose it self Have pity on me Dru. I will do Del. Peace Niece Although this softness may become your love Your care must scorn it Let him still contemn thee And still I 'll work the same affection He ever shews to thee be it sweet or bitter The same Aurelia shall shew him no further Nor shall the wealth of all his Empire free this Dio. I must speak fair Lovely young Maid forgive me Look gently on my sorrows you that grieve too I see it in your eyes and thus I meet it Dru. O Aunt I am bless'd Dio. Be not both young and cruel Again I beg it thus Dru. Thus Sir I grant it Enter Aurelia He 's mine own now Aunt Del. Not yet Girl thou art cozen'd Aur. O my dear Lord how have I wrong'd your patience How wandred from the truth of my affections How like a wanton fool shun'd that I lov'd most But you are full of goodness to forgive Sir As I of grief to beg and shame to take it Sure I was not my self some strange illusion Or what you please to pardon Dio. All my Dearest All my Delight and with more pleasure take thee Than if there had been no such dream for certain It was no more Aur. Now you have seal'd forgiveness I take my leave and the gods keep your goodness Exit Del. You see how kindness prospers be but so kind To marry her and see then what new fortunes New joys and pleasures far beyond this Lady Beyond her Greatness too Dio. I 'll dye a dog first Now I am reconcil'd I will enjoy her In spight of all thy spirits and thy witchcrafts Del. Thou shalt not fool Dio. I will old doting Devil And wert thou any thing but air and spirit My Sword should tell thee Del. I contemn thy threatnings And thou shalt know I hold a power above thee We must remove Aurelia Come farewel fool When thou shalt see me next thou shalt bow to me Dio. Look thou appear no more to cross my pleasures Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter CHORVS So full of matter is our Historie Yet mixt I hope with sweet varietie The accidents not vulgar too but rare And fit to be presented that there wants Room in this narrow Stage and time to express In Action to the life our Dioclesian In his full lustre Yet as the Statuary That by the large size of Alcides's foot Guess'd at his whole proportion so we hope Your apprehensive judgments will conceive Out of the shadow we can only shew How fair the Body was and will be pleas'd Out of your wonted goodness to behold As in a silent Mirrour what we cannot With fit conveniency of time allow'd For such Presentments cloath in vocal sounds Yet with such Art the Subject is conveigh'd That every Scene and passage shall be clear Even to the grossest Vnderstander here Loud Musick Dumb Shew Enter at one Door Delphia Ambassadours They whisper together they take an Oath upon her hand She circles them kneeling with her Magick-rod they rise and draw their Swords Enter at the other door Dioclesian Charinus Maximinian Niger Aurelia Cassana Guard Charinus and Niger perswading Aurelia She offers to embrace Maximinian Diocles draws his Sword keeps off Maximinian turns to Aurelia kneels to her lays his Sword at her feet she scornfully turns away Delphia gives a sign the Ambassadours and Souldiers rush upon them seize on Aurelia Cassana Charinus and Maximinian Dioclesian and others offer to rescue them Delphia raises a mist Exeunt Ambassadours and Prisoners and the rest discontented The skilful Delphia finding by sure proof The presence of Aurelia dim'd the Beauty Of her Drusilla and in spight of Charms The Emperour her Brother Great Charinus Still urg'd her to the love of Dioclesian Deals with the Persian Legats that were bound For the Ransom of Cassana to remove Aurelia Maximinian and Charinus Out of the sight of Rome but takes their Oaths In lieu of her assistance that they shall not On any terms when they were in their power Presume to touch their lives This yielded to They lye in ambush for ' em Dioclesian Still mad for fair Aurelia that doted As much on Maximinian twice had kill'd him But that her frown restrain'd him He pursues her With all humility but she continues Proud
broken heart shall never want a sorrow Jul. Forget her sir your honor now commands you You are anothers keep those griefs for her She richly can reward ' em I would have spoken with you Vir. What is your will for nothing you can ask So full of goodness are your words and meanings Must be denied speak boldly Jul. I thank you sir I come not To beg or flatter only to be believ'd That I desire for I shall tell a story So far from seeming truth yet a most true one So horrible in nature and so horrid So beyond wickedness that when you hear it It must appear the practice of another The cast and malice of some one you have wrong'd much And me you may imagine me accuse too Unless you call to mind my daily sufferings The infinite obedience I have born you That hates all name and nature of revenge My love that nothing but my death can sever Rather than hers I speak of Vir. Juliana To make a doubt of what you shall deliver After my full experience of your virtues Were to distrust a providence to think you can lie Or being wrong'd seek after foul repairings To forge a Creed against my faith Jul. I must do so for it concerns your life Sir And if that word may stir you hear and prosper I should be dumb else were not you at stake here Vir. What new friend have I found that dares deliver This loaden trunk from his afflictions What pittying hand of all that feels my miseries Brings such a benefit Jul. Be wise and manly And with your honor fall when Heaven shall call you Not by a hellish mischief Vir. Speak my blest one How weak and poor I am now she is from me Jul. Your wife Viro. How 's that Jul. Your wife Vir. Be tender of her I shall believe else Jul. I must be true your ear sir For 't is so horrible if the ayr catch it Into a thousand plagues a thousand monsters It will disperse it self and fright resistance Whispers Viro. She seek my life with you make you her agent Another love O speak but truth Jul. Be patient Dear as I love you else I leave you wretched Vir. Forward 't is well it shall be welcome to me I have liv'd too long numbred too many days Yet never found the benefit of living Now when I come to reap it with my service And hunt for that my youth and honor aims at The Sun sets on my fortune red and bloody And everlasting night begins to close me 'T is time to dye Enter Martia and Ronvere Jul. She comes her self Ron. Believe Lady And on this Angel hand your servant seals it You shall be Mistriss of your whole desires And what ye shall command Mart. Ha mynion My precious Dame are you there nay go forward Make your complaints and pour out your fain'd pitties Slave like to him you serve I am the same still And what I purpose let the world take witness Shall be so finisht and to such example Spite of your poor preventions my dear Gentleman My honorable man are you there too You and your hot desire your mercy Sir I had forgot your greatness Jul. 'T is not well Lady Mart. Lord how I hate this fellow now how desperately My stomach stands against him this base fellow This gelded fool Jul. Did you never heaâ— of modesty Mart. Yes when I heard of you and so believ'd it Thou bloodless brainless fool Vir. How Mart. Thou despised fool Thou only sign of man how I contemn thee Thou woven worthy in a piece of Arras Fit only to enjoy a wall thou beast Beaten to use Have I preserv'd a beauty A youth a love to have my wishes blasted My dotings and the joys I came to offer Must they be lost and sleighted by a dormouse Jul. Use more respect and woman 't will become you At least less tongue Mart. I 'll use all violence Let him look for 't Jul. Dare you stain those beauties Those heavenly stamps that raise men up to wonder With harsh and crooked motions are you she That overdid all ages with your honor And in a little hour dare loose this triumph Is not this man your husband Mart. He 's my halter Which having sued my pardon I fling off thus And with him all I brought him but my anger Which I will nourish to the desolation Not only of his folly but his friends And his whole name Vir. 'T is well I have deserved it And if I were a woman I would rail too Mart. Nature nere promised thee a thing so noble Take back your love your vow I give it freely I poorly scorn it graze now where you please That that the dulness of thy soul neglected Kings sue for now And mark me Virolet Thou image of a man observe my words well At such a bloody rate I 'll sell this beauty This handsomness thou scornst and flingst away Thy proud ungrateful life shall shake at take your house The petty things you left me give another And last take home your trinket fare you well Sir Ron. You have spoke like your self Y' are a brave Lady Exeunt Ronvere and Martia Jul. Why do you smile Sir Vir. O my Juliana The happiness this womans scorn has given me Makes me a man again proclaims it self In such a general joy through all my miseries That now methinks Jul. Look to your self dear Sir And trifle not with danger that attends you Be joyful when y' are free Vir. Did you not hear her She gave me back my vow my love my freedom I am free free as air and though to morrow Her bloody will meet with my life and sink it And in her execution tear me piecemeal Yet have I time once more to meet my wishes Once more to embrace my best my noblest truest And time that 's warranted Jul. Good Sir forbear it Though I confess equal with your desires My wishes rise as covetous of your love And to as warm alarums spur my will to Yet pardon me the Seal oth'Church dividing us And hanging like a threatning flame between us We must not meet I dare not Vir. That poor disjoynting That only strong necessity thrust on you Not crime nor studied cause of mine how sweetly And nobly I will bind again and cherish How I will recompence one dear imbrace now One free affection how I burn to meet it Look now upon me Jul. I behold you willingly And willingly would yield but for my credit The love you first had was preserv'd with honor The last shall not cry whore you shall not purchase From me a pleasure that have equally Lov'd your fair fame as you at such a rate Your honesty and virtue must be bankrupt If I had lov'd your lust and not your lustre The glorious lustre of your matchless goodness I would compel you now to be forgive me Forgive me Sir how fondly still I love you Yet nobly too make the way straight before
For where poor Lady is her satisfaction Mar. It comes in me to be truth I love her I 'll go no farther for comparison As dear as he loves you Ism How if she love not Mar. Tush be that my pains You know not what Art I have those ways Ism Beshrow you you have practis'd upon me Well speed me here and you with your Ismenia Mar. Go the condition 's drawn ready dated There wants but your hand to 't Am. Truely you have taken great pains Sir Mar. A friendly part no more sweet Beauty Am They are happy Sir have such friends as you are But do you know you have done well in this How will his Allies receive it she though I say 't Is of no better bloud than I am Mar. There I leave it I 'm at farthest that way Ism You shall extend your vows no larger now My heart calls you mine own and that 's enough Reason I know would have all yet conceal'd I shall not leave you unsaluted long Either by Pen or Person Ant. You may discourse With me when you think y' are alone I shall Be present with you Ism Come Cosin will you walk Am. Alas I was ready long since in conscience You would with better will yet stay behind Ism Oh Love I never thought thou 'dst been so blind Mar. You 'll answer this Sir Exeunt Ant. If er 't be spoke on I purpose not to propound the question Enter Julio Jul. 'T is true the poor knave said some Ravisher Some of Lusts Bloud-hounds have seiz'd upon her The Girl is hurried as the devil were with 'em And help'd their speed Mar. It may be not so ill Sir A well-prepared Lover may do as much In hot bloud as this and perform 't honstly Jul. What steal away a Virgin ' gainst her will Mar. It may be any mans case despise nothing And that 's a thief of a good quality Most commonly he brings his theft home again Though with a little shame Jul. There 's a charge by 't Fall'n upon me Paris the Millers son Her brother dares not venture home again Till better tidings follow of his Sister Ant. Y' are the more beholding to the mischance Sir Had I gone a Boot-haling I should as soon Have stoll'n him as his Sister Marry then To render him back in the same plight he is May be costly his flesh is not maintain'd with little Jul. I think the poor knave will pine away He cries all to be pittied yonder Mar. Pray you Sir let 's go see him I should laugh To see him cry sure Jul. Well you are merry Sir Antonio keep this charge I have fears Move me to lay it on you Pray forbear The ways of your enemies the Bellides I have reason for my Injunction Sir Exeunt Enter Aminta as a Page with a Letter Ant. To me Sir from whom Am. A friend I dare vow Sir Though on the enemies part the Lady Ismenia Mar. Take heed blush not too deep let me advise you In your answer 't must be done heedfully Ant. I should not see a Masculine in peace Out of that house Am. Alas I 'm a child Sir Your hates cannot last till I wear a sword Ant. Await me for your answer Mar. He must see her To manifest his shame 't is my advantage While our bloud 's under us we keep above But then we fall when we do fall in love Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Julio and Franio Fra. MY Lord my Lord your house hath injur'd me Rob'd of all the joys I had on earth Jul. Where wert thou brought up fellow Fra. In a Mill. You may perceive it by my loud exclaims Which must rise higher yet Jul. Obstreperous Carle If thy throats tempest could oe'rturn my house What satisfaction were it for thy child Turn thee the right way to thy journeys end Wilt have her where she is not Fra. Here was she lost And here must I begin my footing after From whence until I meet a pow'r to punish I will not rest You are not quick to grief Your hearing 's a dead sense Were yours the loss Had you a Daughter perhaps be-whor'd For to what other end should come the thief You 'ld play the Miller then be loud and high But being not a sorrow of your own You have no help nor pity for another Jul. Oh thou hast op'd a Sluce was long shut up And let a floud of grief in a buried grief Thy voice hath wak'd again a grief as old As likely 't is thy child is friend I tell thee I did once lose a Daughter Fra. Did you Sir Beseech you then how did you bear her loss Jul. With thy grief trebled Fra. But was she stolen from you Jul. Yes by devouring thieves from whom cannot Ever return a satisfaction The wild beasts had her in her swathing clothes Fra. Oh much good do 'em with her Jul. Away tough churle Fra. Why she was better eaten than my child Better by beasts than beastly men devoured They took away a life no honor from her Those beasts might make a Saint of her but these Will make my child a devil but was she Sir Your only Daughter Enter Gilian Jul. I ne'r had other Friend Gil. Where are you man your business lies not here Your Daughters in the Pound I have found where 'T will cost you dou dear her freedom Fra. I 'll break it down And free her without pay Horse-locks nor chains shall hold her from me Jul. I 'll take this relief I now have time to speak alone with grief Exit Fra. How my Landlord he 's Lord of my Lands But not my Cattle I 'll have her again Gil. Gil. You are not mad upon the sudden now Fra. No Gill. I have been mad these five hours I 'll sell my Mill and buy a Roring I 'll batter down his house and make a Stewes on 't Gill. Will you gather up your wits a little And hear me the King 's near by in progress Here I have got our supplication drawn And there 's the way to help us Fra. Give it me Gill. I will not fear to give it to the King To his own hands God bless him will I give it And he shall set the Law upon their shoulders And hang 'em all that had a hand in it Gill. Where 's your Son Fra. He shall be hang'd in flitches The Dogs shall eat him in Lent there 's Cats-meat And Dogs-meat enough about him Gi l. Sure the poor Girl is the Counts whore by this time Fra. If she be the Counts whore the whores Count Shall pay for it He shall pay for a new Maiden-head Gil. You are so violous this I 'm resolv'd If she be a whore once I 'll renounce her You know if every man had his right She 's none of our child but a meer foundling And I can guess the owner for a need too We have but foster'd her Fra. Gill. no more of that I 'll cut your
hours absent Gom. Thy pardon sweet I have been looking on The Prize that was brought in by the brave Dane The valiant Norandine and have brought something That may be thou wilt like of but one kiss And then possess my purchase there 's a piece Of cloth of Tissue this of purple Velvet And as they swear of the right Tyrian dye Which others here but weakly counterfeit If they are worth thy use wear them if not Bestow them on thy women Abd. Here 's the Husband Gom. While there is any trading on the Sea Thou shalt want nothing 't is a Soldiers glory However he neglect himself to keep His Mistriss in full lustre Ori. You exceed Sir Gom. Yet there was one part of the prize dispos'd of Before I came which I grieve that I miss'd of Being almost assured it would have been A welcome present Ori. Pray you say what was it Gom. A Turkish Captive of incomparable beauty And without question in her Countrey Noble Which as companion to thy faithful Moor I would have given thee for thy slave Ori. But was she Of such an exquisite form Gom. Most exquisite Ori. And well descended Gom. So the habit promis'd In which she was taken Ori. Of what years Gom. 'T is said A Virgin of fourteen Ori. I pity her And wish she were mine that I might have the means T' entertain her gently Gom. She 's now Miranda's And as I have heard made it her suit to be so Ori. Miranda's then her fate deserves not pity But envy rather Gom. Envy Oriana Ori. Yes and their envy that live free Gom. How 's this Ori. Why she 's falln into the hands of one So full of that which in men we stile goodness That in her being his slave she is happier far Than if she were confirm'd the Sultan's Mistriss Gom. Miranda is indeed a Gentleman Of fair desert and better hopes but yet He hath his equals Ori. Where I would go far As I am now though much unfit for travails But to see one that without injury Might be put in the scale or paralell'd In any thing that 's Noble with Miranda His knowledge in all services of war And ready courage to put into act That knowing judgement as you are a Soldier You best may speak of Nor can you deliver Nor I hear with delight a better subject And heaven did well in such a lovely feature To place so chaste a mind for he is of So sweet a carriage such a winning nature And such a bold yet well-dispos'd behaviour And to all these h 'as such a charming tongue That if he would serve under Loves fresh colours What monumental Trophies might he raise Of his free conquests made in Ladies favors Gom. Yet you did resist him when he was An earnest suitor to you Ori. Yes I did And if I were again sought to I should But must ascribe it rather to the fate That did appoint me yours than any power Which I can call mine own Gom. Even so Abd. Thanks fortune The plot I had to raise in him doubts of her Thou hast effected Ori. I could tell you too What cause I have to love him with what reason In thankfulness he may expect from me All due observance but I pass that as A benefit for which in my behalf You are his debtor Abd. I perceive it takes By his chang'd looks Ori. He is not in the City Is he my Lord Gom. Who Lady Ori. Why Miranda Having you here can there be any else Worth my enquiry Gom. This is somewhat more Than love to virtue Ori. Faith when he comes hither As sometimes without question you shall meet him Invite him home Gom. To what end Ori. To dine with us Or sup Gom. And then to take a hard bed with you Mean you not so Ori. If you could win him to it 'T would be the better for his entertainment Leave that to me he shall find Noble usage And from me a free welcome Gom. Have you never Heard of a Roman Lady Oriana Remembred as a president for Matrons Chaste ones I pray you understand whose husband Tax'd for his sowre breath by his enemy Condemn'd his wife for not acquainting him With his infirmity Ori. 'T is a common one Her answer was having kiss'd none but him â—he thought it was a general disease All men were subject to but what infer you From that my Lord Gom. Why that this virtuous Lady Had all her thoughts so fixed upon her Lord That she could find no spare time to sing praises Of any other nor would she imploy Her husband though perhaps in debt to years As far as I am for an instrument To bring home younger men that might delight her With their discourse or Ori. What my Lord Gom. Their persons Or if I should speak plainer Ori. No it needs not You have said enough to make my innocence know â—t is suspected Gom. You betray your self To more than a suspition could you else To me that live in nothing but love to you Make such a gross discovery that your lust Had sold that heart I thought mine to Miranda Or rise to such a height in impudence â—s to presume to work my yielding weakness To play for your bad ends to my disgrace The Wittal or the Pander Ori. Do not study To print more wounds for that were tyranny Upon a heart that is pierced through already Gom. Thy heart thou hast pierc'd through mine honor false one The honor of my house fool that I was To give it up to the deceiving trust Of wicked woman for thy sake vild creature For all I have done well in my life I have dig'd a grave all buried in a wife For thee I have defi'd my constant Mistriss That never fail'd her servant glorious war For thee refus'd the fellowship of an Order Which Princes through all dangers have been proud To fetch as far as from Jerusalem And am I thus rewarded Vel. By all goodness You wrong my Lady and deserve her not When you are at your best repent your rashness 'T will show well in you Abd. Do and ask her pardon Ori. No I have liv'd too long to have my faith My tri'd faith call'd in question and by him That should know true affection is too tender To suffer an unkind touch without ruine Study ingratitude all from my example For to be thankful now is to be false But be it so let me dye I see you wish it Yet dead for truth and pities sake report What weapon you made choice of when you kild me Vel. She faints Abd. What have ye done Ori. My last breath cannot Be better spent than to say I forgive you Nor is my death untimely since with me I take along what might have been hereafter In scorn delivered for the doubtful issue Of a suspected mother Vel. Oh she 's gone Abd. For ever gone Are you a man Gom. I grow here Abd. Open her mouth and power this Cordial in it
some light of mercy Boy Be thou wise And entertain it wretched wretched man What poor defence hath all thy wealth been to thee What says thy conscience now Ju. Be my good Angel here I promise thee To become honest and renounce all villany Enjoyn me any pennance I 'll build Churches A whole City of Hospitals Boy Take heed There is no dallying nor are these impos'd Ju. Name any thing within my power sweet Angel And if I do not faithfully perform it Then whip me every day burn me each minute Whole years together let me freeze to Isicles Boy I' th' number of thy foul oppressions Thou hast undone a faithful Gentleman By taking forfeit of his Land Ju. Young Lurcher I do confess Boy He lives most miserable And in despair may hang or drown himself Prevent his ruine or his blood will be More sin in thy account hast thou forgotten He had a sister Ju. I do well remember it Boy Couldst thou for Mammon break thy solemn vow Made once to that unhappy maid that weeps A thousand tears a day for thy unkindness Was not thy faith contracted and thy heart And couldst thou marry another Ju. But she is dead And I will make true satisfaction Boy What do I instance these that hast been false To all the world Ju. I know it and will henceforth Practice repentance do not frown sweet Angel I will restore all Mortgages forswear Abominable Usury live chaste For I have been wanton in my shroud my age And if that poor innocent maid I so abus'd Be living I will marry her and spend My days to come religiously Boy I was commanded but a Messenger To tell thee this and rescue thee from those Whose malice would have dragg'd thee quick to hell If thou abuse this mercy and repent not Double damnation will expect thee for it But if thy life be virtuous hereafter A blessedness shall reward thy good example Thy fright hath much distracted thy weak sences Drink of this viol and renew thy spirits I ha done my office think on 't and be happy Lur. So so he gapes already now he 's fast Thou hast acted rarely but this is not all First help to convey him out o' th' vault Boy You will dispense with me now as you promis'd Sir Lur. We will make shift without thee th' ast done well By our device this bondage may scape hell Exit Enter Lady Nurse Maria. La. Didst think Maria this poor outside and Dissembling of thy voice could hide thee from A mothers searching eye though too much fear Lest thou wert not the same might blind a Lover That thought thee dead too oh my dear Maria I hardly kept my joyes in from betraying thee Welcome again to life we shall find out The mystery of thy absence conceal Thy person still for Algripe must not know thee And exercise this pretty Dialect If there be any course in Law to free thee Thou shalt not be so miserable be silent Good Nurse Nur. Yoâ— should not need to fear me Madam I do not love the usuring Jew so well Beside 't was my trick to disguise her so La. Be not dejected Mall Ma. Your care may comfort me But I despair of happiness Hartlove I dare not see him Nur. We 'll withdraw Lâ—â—â— I shall but grieve to see his passions too Since there 's no possibility to relieve him Enter Hartlove Ha. The world 's a Labyrinth where unguided men Walk up and down to sind their weariness No sooner have we measured with much toil One crooked path with hope to gain our freedom But it betrays us to a new affliction What a strange mockery will man become Shortly to all the creatures Oh Mariaâ— If thou be'st dead why does thy shadow fright me Sure 't is because I live were I but certain To meet thee in one grave and that our dust Might have the priviledge to mix in silence How quickly should my soul shake off this burthen Enter Boy Thus far my wishes have success I 'll lose No time Sir are not you call'd Mr. Hartlove Pardon my rudeness Ha. What does that concern Thee Boy 't is a name cannot advantage thee And I am weary on 't Boy Had you conceâ—l'd Or I forgot it Sir so large were my Directions that you could not speak this language But I should know you by your sorrow Ha. Thou Wert well inform'd it seems well what 's your business Boy I come to bring you comfort Ha. Is Maria Alive agen that 's somewhat and yet not Enough to make my expectation rise to Past half a blessing since we cannot meet To make it up a full one th' art mistaken Boy When you have heard me you 'll think otherwise In vain I should report Maria living The comfort that I bring you must depend Upon her death Ha. Th' art a dissembling boy Some one has sent thee to mock me though my anger Stoop not to punish thy green years unripe For malice did I know what person sent thee To tempt my sorrow thus I should reveng it Boy Indeed I have no thought so uncharitable Nor am I sent to grieve you let me suffer More punishment than ever boy deserv'd If you do find me false I serve a Mistriss Would rather dye than play with your misfortunes Then good Sir hear me out Ha. Who is your Mistriss Boy Before I name her give me some encouragement That you receive her message she is one That is full acquainted with your misery And can bring such a portion of her sorrow In every circumstance so like your own You 'll love and pity her and wish your griefs Might marry one anothers Ha. Thou art wild Canst thou bring comfort from so sad a creature Her miserable story can at best But swell my Volume large enough already Boy She was late belov'd as you were promis'd faith And marriage and was worthy of a better Than he that stole Maria's heart Ha. How 's that Boy Just as Maria dealt with your affection Did he that married her deal with my Mistriss When careless both of Honor and Religion They cruelly gave away their hearts to strangers Ha. Part of this truth I know but prethee boy Proceed to that thou cam'st for thou didst Promise Something thy language cannot hitherto Encourage me to hope for Boy That I come to My Mistriss thus unkindly dealt withal You may imagine wanted no affliction And had e'r this wept her self dry as Marble Had not your fortune come to her relief And twinn to her own sorrow brought her comfort Ha. Could the condition of my fate so equal Lessen her sufferings Boy I know not how Companions in grief sometimes diminish And make the pressure easie by degrees She threw her troubles off remembring yours And from her pity of your wrongs there grew Affection to your person thus increas'd And with it confidence that those whom Nature Had made so even in their weight of sorrow Could not but love as equally one
of me and my manners That you will not deny they are your equals Cesar Angry Claris I have reason but in cold blood tell me Had we not one Father Cesar Yes and Mother too Claris And he a Soldier Cesar True Claris If I then borrow A little of the boldness of his temper Imparting it to such as may deserve it However indulgent to your selves you brothers Allow no part of freedom to your Sisters I hope 't will not pass for a crime in me To grant access and speech to noble suitors And you escape for innocent that descend To a thing so far beneath you Are you touch'd Why did you think that you had Giges Ring Or the Herb that gives invisibility Or that Biancha's name had ne'er been mention'd The fair Maid of the grand Osteria brother Cesar No more Claris A little brother Your night walks And offer'd presents which coy she contemn'd Your combats in disguises with your Rivals Brave Muletiers Scullions perfum'd with grease And such as want meat for Cats must be remembred And all this pother for a common trull A tempting sign and curiously set forth To draw in riotous guests a thing expos'd To every Russians rude assault and subject For a poor salary to a rich mans lust Though made up of diseases Cesar Will you end yet Claris And this a Mistriss for Albertus Son One that I should call Sister Cesar Part not with Your modesty in this violent heat the truth is For you shall be my Confessor I love her But virtuously report that gives her out Only for fair and adds not she is chaste Detracts much from her for indeed she is Though of a low condition compos'd Of all those graces dames of highest birth Though rich in natures bounties should be proud of But leave her and to you my nearest care My dearest best Clarissa Do not think For then you wrong me I wish you should live A barren Virgin life I rather aim at A noble Husband that may make you mother Of many children one that when I know him Worth your embraces I may serve and sue too And therefore scorn not to acquaint me with That man that happy man you please to favour Claris I ever purpos'd it for I will like With your allowance Cesa As a pawn of this Receive this Ring but e'r you part with it On any terms be certain of your choice And make it known to me Enter Servants with Lights Alberto Baptista Mariana Mentivole Claris You have my hand sor't Cesar Which were it not my Sisters I should kiss With too much heat Claris My Father and his guests Sir Alber. Oh my old friend my tri'd friend my Bapties These days of rest and feasting sute not with Our tougher natures those were golden ones Which were enjoy'd at Sea that 's our true Mother The Land 's to us a step-dame there we sought Honor and wealth through dangers yet those dangers Delighted more than their rewards though great ones And worth the undertakers here we study The Kitchin Arts to sharpen appetite Dull'd with abundance and dispute with Heaven If that the least puff of the rough North-wind Blast our times burthen rendring to our Palats The charming juice less pleasing whereas there If we had Bisket powder'd flesh fresh water We thought them Persian delicates and for Musick If a strong gale but made the main yard crack We danc'd to the loud Minstrel Bapt. And fear'd less So far we were in love with noble action A tempest than a calm Alber 'T is true Baptista There there from mutual aids lent to each other And virtuous emulation to exceed In manly daring the true School of friendship We learnt those principles which confirm'd us friends Never to be forgot Baptist Never I hope Alber. We were married there for bells the roaring Canon A loud proclaim'd it lawful and a prize Then newly ta'en and equally divided Serv'd as a dowry to you then stil'd my wife And did enable me to be a Husband Fit to encounter so much wealth though got With bloud and horror Maria. If so got 't is fit Sir Now you possess it that you should enjoy it In peace and quiet I your Son and Daughter That reap the harvest of your winters labour Though debtors for it yet have often trembled When in way of discourse you have related How you came by it Alber. Trembled how the softness Of your sex may excuse you I 'll not argue But to the world howe'er I hold thee noble I should proclaim this boy some cowards bastard And not the Image of Albertus youth If when some wish'd occasion calls him forth To a brave trial one weak artery Of his should show a fever though grim death Put on a thousand dreadful shapes to fright him The Elements the Sea and all the Winds We number on our compass then conspiring To make the Scaene more ghastly I must have thee Sirrah I must â—f once you grapple with An enemies ship to board her though you see The desperate Gunner ready to give fire And blow the deck uâ— or like Caesar's Soldier Thy hands like his cut off hang by the teeth And die undaunted Maria. I even die to hear you My son my lov'd Cesario run such hazards Bless'd Saints forbid it you have done enough Already for one family that rude way I 'll keep him safe at home and train him up A compleat Courtier may I live to see him By sweet discourse and gracious demeanor Winn and bring home a fair Wife and a rich 'T is all I rest ambitious of Alber. A Wife As if there were a course to purchase one Prevailing more than honourable action Or any Intercessors move so far To take a Mistriss of a noble spirit As the true fame of glorious victories Atchiev'd by sweat and bloud Oh the brave dames Of warlike Genoua they had eyes to see The inward man and only from his worth Courage and conquests the blind Archer knew To head his shafts or light his quenched Torch They were proof against them else No Carpet Knight That spent his youth in Groves or pleasant Bowers Or stretching on a Couch his lazy limbs Sung to his Lute such soft and melting Notes As Ovid nor Anacreon ever knew Could work on them nor once bewitch'd their sense Though he came so perfund as he had robb'd Sabea or Arabia of their wealth And stor'd it in one sute â— still remember And still remember it with joy Baptista When from the rescue of the Genoua Fleet Almost surpriz'd by the Venetian Gallies Thou didst return and wert receiv'd in triumph How lovely in thy honor'd wounds and scars Thou didst appear what worlds of amorous glances The beauties of the City where they stood Fix'd like so many of the fairest stars Shot from their windows at thee how it fir'd Their blouds to see the enemies captive stream Born through the streets nor could chaste Juliana The Duke's fair Neece though guarded with
you will for my wish'd death But suffer him to find his quiet grave In peace Alas he never did you wrong And farther I beseech you pardon me For the ill word I gave you for how ever You may deserve it became not me To call you so but passion urges me I know not whither my heart break now ease me ever Bacha Pray yoâ— gâ—t you hence With your goodly humor I am weary of you extreamely Leu. Trust me so am I of my self too Madam I 'll take my leave gods set all right Bacha Amen Sir get you gon Am I deny'd it does not trouble me That I have mov'd but that I am refus'd I have lost my patience I will make him know Lust is not Love for Lust will find a mate While there are men and so will I and more Enter Timantus Than one or twenty yonder is Timantus A fellow void of any worth to raise himself And therefore like to catch at any evil That will but pluck him up him will I make Mine own Timantus Timantus Madam Bac. Thou know'st well Thou wert by chance a means of this my raising Brought the Duke to me and though 't were but chance I must reward thee Tim. I shall bend my service unto your Highness Bacha But do it then entirely and in everything And tell me couldst thou now think that thing Thou wouldst not do for me Timant. No by my soul Madam Bacha Then thou art right Go to my Lodging and I 'll follow thee Exit Timantus With my instruction I do see already This Prince that did but now contemn me dead Yet will I never speak an evil word Unto his Father of him till I have won A belief I love him but I 'll make His virtues his undoing and my praises Shall be so many swords against his breast Which once perform'd I 'll make Vrania My Daughter the Kings heir and plant my issue In this large Throne nor shall it be withstood They that begin in Lust must end in Blood Exit Enter Dorialus Agenor Nisus Doria We live to know a fine time Gentl. Nis And a fine Duke that through his doting age Suffers him to be a child again Under his Wives tuition Agen. All the Land holds in that tenor too in womans service sure we shall learn to spinn Dor. No that 's too honest we shall have other Liberal Sciences taught us too soon Lying and flattering those are the studies now And Murther shortly I know will be humanity Gent. If we live here we must be knaves believe it Nisus I cannot tell my Lord Dorialus though my Own nature hate it if all determine to be knaves I 'll try what I can do upon my self that 's certain I will not have my throat cut for my goodness The virtue will not quit the pain Age. But pray you tell me Why is the Prince now ripe and full experient Not made a dore in the State Nis Because he is honest Enter Timantus Tim. Goodness attend your Honors Dor. You must not be amongst us then Tim. The Dutchess whose humble servant I am proud to be would speak with you Age. Sir we are pleas'd to wait when is it Tim. An hour hence my good Lords and so I leave my service Dor. This is one of her Ferrets that she bolts business out withall this fellow if he were well ript has all the linings of a knave within him how slye he looks Nis Have we nothing about our cloaths that he may catch at Agenor O my conscience there 's no treason in my dublet it there be my elbows will discover it they are out Dor. Faith and all the harm that I can find in mine is that they are not pay'd for let him make what he can of that so he discharge that Come let 's go Exeunt Enter Bach Leontius Tella. Bac. And you shall find Sir what blessing heaven gave you in such a son Le. Pray gods I may Let 's walk change our subject Bac. O Sir can anything come sweeter to you or strike a deeper joy into your heart than your son's virtue Leon. I allow his virtues but 't is not handsome thus to feed my self with such moderate praises of mine own Bac. The subject of our comendations is it self grown so infinite in goodness that all the glory we can lay upon it though we should open volumes of his praises is a mere modesty in his expression and shews him lame still like an ill wrought peece wanting proportion Leo. Yet still he is a man and subject still to more inordinate vices than our love can give him blessing Bac. Else he were a god yet so near as he is he comes to heaven that we may see so far as flesh can point us things only worthy them and only these in all his actions Leon. This is too much my Queen Bach. Had the gods lov'd me that my unworthy womb had bred this brave man Leon. Still you run wrong Bach. I would have liv'd upon the comfort of him fed on his growing hopes Leo. This touches me Bach. I know no friends nor Being but his virtues Le. You have laid out words enough upon a subject Bach. But words cannot express him Sir why what a shape Heaven has conceiv'd him in oh Nature made him up Leon. I wonder Dutchess Bach. So you must for less than admiration loses this god-like man Leon. Have you done with him Bach. Done with O good gods what frailties thus pass by us without reverence Leon. I see no such perfection Bac. O dear Sir you are a father and those joys To you speak in your heart not in your tongue Leo. This leaves a tast behind it worse than physick Baca. Then for all his wisdome valour Good fortune and all those friends of honor They are in him as free and natural as passions In a Woman Leon. You make me blush at all these years To see how blindly you have flung your praises Upon a Boy a very child and worthless Whilst I live of these Honors Bac. I would not have my love Sir make my tongue Shew me so much a woman as to praise Or dispraise where my will is without reason Or generall allowance of the people Leon. Allowance of the people what allow they Bac. All I have sed for truth and they must do it And do at upon him love him and admire him Leon. How 's that Bac. For in this youth and noble forwardness All things are bound together that are kingly A fitness to bear rule Leon. No more Bac. And Sovereignty not made to know command Leon. I have sed no more Bac. I have done Sir though unwilling and pardon me Leon. I do not a word more Baca. I have gi'n thee poyson Of more infection than the Dragons tooth Or the gross Air o'er heated Leon. Timantus when saw you the Prince Tim. I left him now Sir Leon. Tell me truely out of your free opinion without courting How you
some hope I have me thinks a kind of fever upon me Exit Boy A certain gloominess within me doubting as it were betwixt two passions there is no young maid upon her wedding night when her husband sets first foot in the bed blushes and looks pale again oftner than I doe now There is no Poet acquainted with more shakings and quakings towards the latter end of this new play when he 's in that case that he stands peeping betwixt Curtains so fearfully that a Bottle of Ale cannot be opened but he thinks some body hisses than I am at this instant Count. Are they in consultation If they be either my young Duke hath gotten some Bastard and is persuading my Knight yonder to father the child and marry the wench or else some Cock-pit is to be built Laz. My Lord what Nobleman's that Count. His name is Lucio 't is he that was made a Lord at the request of some of his friends for his wives sake he affects to be a great States-man and thinks it consists in night-caps and jewells and tooth-picks Laz. And what 's that other Count. A Knight Sir that pleaseth the Duke to favour and to raise to some extraordinary fortunes he can make as good men as himself every day in the week and doth Laz For what was he raised Count. Truely Sir I am not able to say directly for what But for wearing of red breeches as I take it he 's a brave man he will spend three Knighthoods at a Supper without Trumpets Laza. My Lord I 'll talk with him for I have a friend that would gladly receive the humor Count. If he have the itch of Knighthood upon him let him repair to that Physitian he 'll cure him but I will give you a note is your friend fat or lean Laz Something fat Count. 'T will be the worse for him Laza. I hope that 's not material Count. Very much for there is an impost set upon Knighthoods your friend shall pay a Noble in the pound Duke I doe not like examinations We shall find out the truth more easily Some other way less noted and that course Should not be us'd till we be sure to prove Some thing directly for when they perceive Themselves suspected they will then provide More warily to answer Luc. Doth she know your Grace doth love her Duke She hath never heard it Luc. Then thus my Lord. They whisper again Laz. What 's he that walks alone so sadly with his hands behind him Count. The Lord of the house he that you desire to be acquainted with he doth hate women for the same cause that I love them Laz. What 's that Count. For that which Apes want you perceive me Sir Laz. And is he sad Can he be sad that hath so rich a gem under his roof as that which I doe follow What young Lady 's that Count. Which Have I mine eye-sight perfect 't is my sister did I say the Duke had a Bastard What should she make here with him and his Councell She hath no papers in her hand to petition to them she hath never a husband in prison whose release she might sue for That 's a fine trick for a wench to get her husband clapt up that she may more freely and with less suspition visit the private studies of men in authority Now I doe discover their consultation you fellow is a Pander without all salvation But let me not condemn her too rashly without weighing the matter she 's a young Lady she went forth early this morning with a waiting woman and a Page or so This is no garden house in my conscience she went forth with no dishonest intent for she did not pretend going to any Sermon in the further end of the City Neither went she to see any odd old Gentlewoman that mourns for the death of her husband or the loss of her friend and must have young Ladys come to comfort her those are the damnable Bawds 'T was no set meeting certainly for there was no wafer-woman with her these three days on my knowledge I 'll talk with her Good morrow my Lord. Gond. Y' are welcome Sir here 's her brother come now to doe a kind office for his sister is it not strange Count. I am glad to meet you here sister Orian. I thank you good brother and if you doubt of the cause of my coming I can satisfie you Count. No faith I dare trust thee I doe suspect thou art honest for it is so rare a thing to be honest amongst you that some one man in an age may perhaps suspect some two women to be honest but never believe it verily Luci. Let your return be suddain Arri. Unsuspected by them Duke It shall so shall I best perceive their Love if there be any Farewell Count. Let me entreat your grace to stay a little To know a gentleman to whom your self Is much beholding he hath made the sport For your whole Court these eight years on my knowledge Duke His name Count. Lazarello Duke I heard of him this morning which is he Count. Lazarello pluck up thy spirits thy Fortune is now raising the Duke calls for thee and thou shalt be acquainted with him Laz. He 's going away and I must of necessity stay here upon business Count. 'T is all one thou shalt know him first Laz. Stay a little if he should offer to take me away with him and by that means I should loose that I seek for but if he should I will not goe with him Count. Lazarello the Duke stayes wilt thou lose this opportunity Laz. How must I speak to him Count. 'T was well thought of you must not talk to him as you doe to an ordinary man honest plain sence but you must wind about him for example if he should aske you what a clock it is you must not say If it please your grace 't is nine but thus thrice three a clock so please my Sovereign or thus Look how many Muses there doth dwell Upon the sweet banks of the learned Well And just so many stroaks the clock hath struck And so forth And you must now and then enter into a description Laz. I hope I shall doe it Count. Come May it please your grace to take note of a Gentleman wel seen deeply read and throughly grounded in the hidden knowledge of all sallets and pot-herbs whatsoever Duke I shall desire to know him more inwardly Laz. I kiss the Oxe-hide of your graces foot Count. Very well will your grace question him a little Duke How old are you Laz. Full eight and twenty several Almanacks Have been compiled all for several years Since first I drew this breath four prentiships Have I most truely served in this world And eight and twenty times hath Phoebus Car Run out his yearly course since Duke I understand you Sir Luci. How like an ignorant Poet he talks Duke You are eight and twenty years old what time of the day doe you
embroider me all over Sir If ever I began to mock you yet The on me why should I wear Velvet And Silver Lace I will tear it off Mont. Why Mad-man Long. Put on my Hat yes when I am hang'd I will I could break my head For holding eyes that knew not you at first But time and fortune run your courses with him He 'll laugh and storm you when you shew most hate Enter Lamira Orlean's Lady Laverdine La Poop Malycorn Veramour Charlot Lam. You 're a fair Mounsieur Long. Do you mock me Lady Lam. Your business Sir I mean Lady Regard your self good Mounsieur Longueville Lam. You are too negligent of your self and place Cover your head sweet Mounsieur Long. Mistake me not fair Ladies 'T is not to you nor you that I stand bare Lav. Nay sweet dear Mounsieur let it not be to us then La Poop A compliment Mal. And of manners Pray hide your head your gallants use to do 't Long. And you your foreheads why you needful accessary rascals That cannot live without your mutual knaveries More than a Bawd a Pandor or a Whore From one another how dare you suspect That I stand bare to you what make you here Shift your house Lady of 'em for I know 'em They come to steal Napkins and your Spoons Look to your Silver-bodkin Gentlewoman 'T is a dead Vtensil and Page ' ware your pockets My reverence is unto this man my Master Whom you with protestations and oaths As high as Heaven as deep as Hell which would Deceive the wisest man of honest nature Have cozen'd and abus'd but I may meet you And beat you one with th' other Mont. Peace no more Long. Not a word Sir Lav. I am something thick of hearing what said he La poop I hear him but regard him not Mal. Nor I I am never angry fasting Long. My love keeps back my duty noblest Lady If Husband or brother merit love from you Prevent their dangers this hour brings to trial Their hereto sleeping hates by this time each Within a yard is of the others heart And met to prove their causes and their spirits With their impartial swords points haste and save Or never meet them more but at the grave Lady Oh my distracted heart that my wrackt honor Should for a Brothers or a Husbands life through thy undoing die Lam. Amiens engag'd if he miscarry all my hopes and joys I now confess it loudly are undone Caroch and haste one minute may betray A life more worth than all time can repay Exeunt Ladies and Mont. Mal. Hump Monsieur Laverdine pursues this boy extreamly Captain what will you do La p. Any thing but follow to this Land-service I am a Sea-Captain you know and to offer to part 'em without we could do 't like Watermen with long stave a quarter of a mile off might be dangerous Mal. Why then let 's retire and pray for 'em I am resolv'd to stop your intent abus'd more than we have been we cannot be without they fall to flat beating on 's Exeunt Maly La-poop Lav. And that were unkindly done i'â—aith Ver. But you are the troulesomest Ass that e'er I met with retire you smell like a womans chamber that 's newly up before she have pinsht her vapours in with her cloaths Lav. I will haunt thee like thy Grandames Ghost thou shalt never rest for me Ver. Well I perceive 't is vain to conceal a secret from you believe it Sir indeed I am a woman Lav. Why la I knew 't this Prophetiâ—al tongue oâ— mine never sail'd me my mother was half a wiâ—â—h never any thing that she forespake but came to pass a woman how happy am I now we may lawfully come together without fear of hanging sweet wench be gracious in honourable sort I woe no otherwise Ver. Faith the truth is I have loved you long Lav. See see Ver. But durst not open it Lav. I think so Ver. But briefly when you bring it to the test if there be not one Gentleman in this house wâ—â—l châ—llenge more interest in me than you can I am at your diâ—posure Exit Lav. Oh Fortunatus I envy thee not For Cap or pouch this day I 'll prove my Fortune In which your Lady doth eleâ—â—â—â—r Husband Who will he Amiens 't will save my wedding dinner Povera La Poop and Malicorâ— if all sail I will turn Citizen a beauteous wife Is the Horn-book to the richest Tradesmans life Exeunt Enter Duboys Orleans Longueville Amiens two Lacques a Page with two Pistols Dub. Here 's a good even piece of ground my Lords Will you fix here Orl. Yes any where Lacquey take off my spurs Upon a bridge a rail but my swords breadth upon a battlement I 'll fight this quarrel Dub. O' the Ropes my Lord. Orl. Upon a Line Dub. So all our Countrey Duels are carried like a fire-work on a thred Orl. Go now stay with the horses and do you hear Upon your lives till some of us come to you Dare not to look this way Dub. Except you see strangers or others that by chance or purpose are like to interrupt us Orl. Then give warning Long. Who takes a sword the advantage is so small As he that doubts hath the free leave to choose Orl. Come give me any and search me 't is not The ground weapon or seconds that can make Odds in those fatal trials but the cause Ami. Most true and but it is no time to wish When men are come to do I would desire The cause 'twixt us were other than it is But where the right is there prevail our Swords And if my Sister have out-liv'd her honor I do not pray I may out-live her shame Orl. Your Sister Amiens is a whore at once Ami. You oft have spoke that sence to me before But never in ths language Orleance And when you spoke it fair and first I told you That it was possible you might be abus'd Bâ—t now since you forget your manners you shall find If I transgress my custom you do lye And are a villain which I had rather yet My sword had prov'd than I been forc'd to speak Nay give us leave and since you stand so haughtily And highly on your cause let you and I Without engaging these two Gentlemen singly determine it Long. My Lord you 'll pardon us Dub. I trust your Lordships may not do us that affront Ami. As how Dub. We kiss your Lordships hand and come to serve you here with swords Long. My Lord we understand our selves Dub. We have had the honor to be call'd unto the businâ—ss and we must not now quit it on terms Ami. Not terms of reason Long. No no treason for the quitting of our calling Dub. True if I be call'd to 't I must ask no reason Long. Nor hear none neither which is less â—t is a favour if my throat be cut Your Lordship does me which I never can A noise within crying down with
Sit down man never refuse so fair a Ladies offer Mont. It is your pleasure Madam not my pride And I obey I 'll pledge ye now my Lord Monsieur Longaville Long. I thank you Sir Mont. This to my Lady and her fair choice to day and happiness Long. 'T is a fair health I 'll pledge you though I sink for 't Lam. Montague you are too modest come I 'll add a little more wine t'yee 't will make you merry this to the good I wish Mont. Honour'd Lady I shall forget my self with this great bounty Lam. You shall not Sir give him some Vine Ami. By Heaven you are a worthy woman and that Man is blest can come near such a Lady Lami. Such a blessing wet weather washes Mont. At all I will not go a lip less my Lord. Orl. 'T is well cast Sir Mal. If Montague get more Wine we are all like to hear on 't Lav. I do not like that sitting there Mal. Nor I methinks he looks lik a Judge La-p. Now have I a kind of grudging of a beating on me I fear my hot sit Mal. Drink apace there 's nothing allays a cudgel like it Lami. Montague now I 'll put my choice to you who do you hold in all this honor'd company a Husband sit to enjoy thy Lady speak directly Mont. Shall I speak Madam Lami. Montague you shall Mont. Then as I have a soul I 'll speak my conscience Give me more Wine in vino veritas Here 's to my self and Montague have a care Lami. Speak to th' cause Mont. Yes Madam first I 'll begin to thee Lav Have at us La-p. Now for a Psalm of mercy Mont. You good Monsieur you that belye the noble name of Courtier and think your claim good here hold up your hand your Worship is endited here for a vain glorious fool Lav. Good oh Sir Mont. For one whose wit Lies in a ten pound wastcoat yet not warm Ye have travell'd like a Fidler to make faces And brought home nothing but a case of tooth-picks You would be married and no less than Ladies And of the best sort can serve you thou Silk-worm What hast thou in thee to deserve this woman Name but the poorest piece of man good manners There 's nothing sound about thee saith th' ast none It lies pawn'd at thy Silk-man's for so much Lace Thy credit with his wife cannot redeem it Thy cloaths are all the soul thou hast for so Thou sav'st them handsome for the next great tilting Let who will take the t'other thou wert never christen'd Upon my conscience but in Barbers water Thou art never out o' th' Bason thou art rotten And if thou dar'st tell truth thou wilt confess it Thy skin Looks of a Chesnut colour greaz'd with Amber All women that on earth do dwell thou lov'st Yet none that understand love thee again But those that love the Spittle get thee home Poor painted Butter-flie the Summers past Go sweat and eat dry Mutton thou may'st live To do so well yet a bruis'd Chamber-Maid May fall upon thee and advance thy follies You have your sentence now it follows Captain I treat of you La-p. Pray Heaven I may deserve it Orl. Beshrew my heart he speaks plain Ami. That 's plain dealing Mont. You are a rascal Captain La-p. A fine Calling Mont. A Water-coward Ami. He would make a pretty stuff Mont. May I speak freely Madam Lami. Here 's none ties you Mont. Why shouldst thou dare come hither with a thought To find a wife here fit for thee are all Thy single money whores that fed on Carrots And fill'd the high Grass with familiars Fall'n off to Footmen prethee tell me truly For now I know thou dar'st not lie couldst thou not Wish thy self beaten well with all thy heart now And out of pain say that I broke a rib Or cut thy nose off wer 't not merciful for this ambition La-p. Do your pleasure Sir beggars must not be choosers Orl. He longs for beating Mont. But that I have nobler thoughts possess my soul Than such brown Bisket such a piece of Dog-fish Such a most maungy Mackril eater as thou art That dares do nothing that belongs to th' Sea But spue and catch Rats and fear men of War Though thou hast nothing in the world to loose A boord thee but one piece of Beef one Musket Without a cock for peace sake and a Pitch-barrel I 'll tell thee if my time were not more pretious Than thus to loose it I would rattle thee It may be beat thee and thy pure fellow The Merchant there of Catskins till my words Or blows or both made ye two branded wretches To all the world hereafter you would fain to Venture your Bils of lading for this Lady What would you give now for her some five frayl Of rotten Figs good Godson would you not Sir Or a Parter that speaks High Dutch can all thou ever saw'st Of thine own fraughts from Sea or cosenage At which thou art as expert as the Devil Nay sell thy soul for wealth to as thou wilt do Forfeit thy friends and raise a mint of Money Make thee dream all these double could procure A kiss from this good Lady canst thou hope She would lye with such a nook of Hell as thou art And hatch young Merchant-furies oh ye dog-bolts That fear no Hell but Dunkirk I shall see you Serve in a lowsy Lime-boat e'r I dye For mouldy Cheese and Butter Billingsgate Would not endure or bring in rotten Pippins To cure blew eyes and swear they came from China Lami. Vex 'em no more alas they shake Mont. Down quickly on your marrow-bones and thank this Lady I would not leave you thus else there are blankets And such delights for such knaves but fear still 'T will be revenge enough to keep you waking Ye have no mind of marriage ha' ye La-p. Surely no great mind now Mont. Nor you Mal. Nor I I take it Mont. Two eager suitors Lov. Troth 't is wondrous hot Heaven bless us from him Lami. You have told me Montague Who are not fit to have me let me know The man you would point out for me Mont. There he sits my Lord of Amieus Madam is my choice he 's noble every way and worthy a wife with all the dowries of Ami. Do you speak Sir out of your friendship to me Mont. Yes my Lord and out of truth for I could never flatter Ami. I would not say how much I owe you for it For that were but a promise but I 'll thank ye As now I find you in despite of fortune A fair and noble Gentleman Lami. My Lords I must confess the choice this man hath made Is every way a great one if not too great And no way to be slighted yet because We love to have our own eyes sometimes new Give me a little liberty to see How I could fit my self if I were put to 't Ami. Madam we must Lami. Are ye all
now 'Fore Heaven I am angrie with thee Sirha sirha This whitmeat spirit 's not yours legitimate Advance your hope and 't please you ghess again Ang. And let your thoughts flee higher aim them right Sir you may hit you have the fairest white Ferd. If I may be so bold then my good Lord Your favour doth encourage me to aspire To catch my Ladyes Gentlewoman Ben. Where Where would you catch her Do you know my daughter Violanta Sir Ang. Well said no more about the bush Ferd. My good Lord I have gaz'd on Violanta and the stars Whose Heavenly influence I admir'd not knew Nor ever was so sinful to believe I might attain 't Ben. Now you are an aâ—â— again For if thou ne'er attain'st 't is onely long Of that faint heart of thine which never did it She is your Lords heir mine Benvoglio 's heir My brothers too Randulpho s her descent Not behinde any of the Millanois And Ferdinand although thy parentage Be unknown thou know'st that I have bred thee up From five yeers old and do not blush to hear it Have found thy wisdom trust and fair success So full in all my affaris that I am fitter To call thee Master then thou me thy Lord. Thou canst not be but sprung of gentlest blood Thy minde shines thorow thee like the radiant sun Although thy body be a beauteous cloud Come seriously this is no flatterie And well thou know'st it though thy modest blood Rise like the morning in thy cheek to hear 't Sir I can speak in earnest Vertuous service So meritorious Ferdinand as yours Yet bashful still and silent should extract A fuller price then impudence exact And this is now the wages it must have My daughter is thy wife my wealth thy slave Ferd. Good Madam pinch I sleep does my Lord mock And you assist Custom 's inverted quite For old men now adays do flout the young Ben. Fetch Violanta As I intend this Religiously let my soul finde joy or pain Exit Angelina Ferd. My honor'd Lord and Master if I hold That worth could merit such felicitie You bred it in me and first purchas'd it It is your own and what productions In all my faculties my soul begets Your very mark is on you need not add Rewards to him that is in bebt to you You sav'd my life Sir in the Massacre There you begot me new since foster'd me O! can I serve to much or pray for you Alas 't is slender paiment to your bountie Your daughter is a paradice and I Unworthie to be set there you may chuse The royalst seeds of Milain Ben. Prethee peace Thy goodness makes me weep I am resolv'd â—â—m no Lord o' th' time to tie my blood To sordid muck I have enough my name My estate and honors I will store in thee Whose wisdom will rule well keep and increase A knave or fool that could confer the like Would bate each hour diminish every day Thou art her price-lot than drawn out by fate An honest wise man is a Princes mate Ferd. Sir Heaven and you have over-charg'd my brest With grace beyond my continence I shall burst The blessing you have given me witness Saints I would not change for Millain But my Lord Is she prepar'd Ben. What needs Preparative Where such a Cordial is prescrib'd as thou Thy person and thy virtues in one scale Shall poize hers with her beautie and her wealth If not I add my will unto thy weight Thy mother 's with her now Son take my keys And let this prepartion for this Marriage This welcome Marriage long determin'd here Be quick and gorgeous Gerrard Enter Gerrard Ger. My good Lord My Lord your brother craves your conference Instantly on affairs of high import Ben. Why what news Ger. The Tyrant my good Lord Is sick to death of his old Apoplexie Whereon the States advise that Letters-missive Be straight dispatcht to all the neighbour-Countreys And Schedules too divulg'd on every post To enquire the lost Duke forth their purpose is To re-instate him Ben. 'T is a pious deed Ferdinand to my daughter this delay Though to so good a purpose angers me But I 'll recover it Be secret son Go woo with truth and expedition Exit Ferd. O my unsounded joy how fares my Gerrard My noble twin-friend fie thy loook is heavie Sullen and sowre blanch it didst thou know My cause of joy thou ' Idst never sorrow more I know thou lov'st me so How dost thou Ger. Well Too well my fraught of health my sickness is In life I am dead by living dying still Ferd. What sublunary mischief can predominate A wise man thus or doth thy friendship play In this antipathous extreme with mine Lest gladness suffocate me I I I do feel My spirit 's turn'd to fire my blood to air And I am like a purifi'd essence Tri'd from all drossie parts Ger. Were 't but my life The loss were sacrifie'd but virtue Must for me be slain and innocence made dust Ferd. Fare well good Gerrard Ger. Dearest friend stay Ferd. Sad thoughts are no companions for me now Much less sad words thy bosom bindes some secret Which do not trust me with for mine retains Another which I must conceal from thee Ger. I would reveal it 't is a heavie tale Canst thou be true and secret still Ferd Why friend If you continue true unto your self I have no means of falshood Lock this door Come yet your prisoner 's sure Ger. Stay Ferdinand Ferd. What is this trouble Love Why thou art capable of any woman Doth want oppress thee I will lighten thee Hast thou offended law My Lord and thine And I will save thy life Does servitude Upbraid thy freedom that she suffers it Have patience but three days and I will make thee Thy Lords companion Can a friend do more Ger. Lend me the means How can this be Ferd. First let this Cabinet keep your pawn and I will trust Yet for the form of satisfaction Take this my Oath to boot By my presum'd Gentrie and sacred known Christianitie I 'll die ere I reveal thy trust Ger. Then hear it Your Lords fair daughter Violanta is My betrothed wife goes great with childe by me And by this deed both made a pray to Law How may I save her life advise me friend Ferd. What did he say Gerrard whose voice was that O death unto my heart bane to my soul My wealth is vanish'd like the rich mans store In one poor minute all my daintie fare But jugling dishes my fat hope despair Ger. Is this so odious where 's your mirth Ferd. Why thou Hast robb'd me of it Gerrard draw thy sword And if thou lov'st my Mistris chastitie Defend it else I 'll cut it from thy heart Thy theevish heart that stole it and restore 't Do miracles to gain her Ger. Was she thine Ferd Never but in my wish and her fathers vow Which now he left with me on such sure terms He call'd
and her Put off all doubt she loves ye what d' ye say Rand. Speak man Why look you so distractedly Ferd. There are your keys I 'll no Contract I. Divinest Vlolanta I will serve you Thus on my knees and pray for you Juno Lucina for opem My inequality ascends no higher I dare not marry you Ben. How 's this Ferd. Good night I have a friend has almost made me mad I weep sometimes and instantly can laugh Nay I do dance and sing and suddenly Roar like a storm Strange tricks these are they not And wherefore all this Shall I tell you no Thorow mine ears my heart a plague hath caught And I have vow'd to keep it close not shew My grief to any for it has no cure On wandring steps to some remote place move I 'll keep my vow though I have lost my Love Exit Ben. 'Fore heaven distracted for her fare you well I 'll watch his steps for I no joy shall find Till I have found his cause and calm'd his mind â—â—t He 's overcome with joy 'T is ve◠〈…〉 〈◊〉 Well S◠〈…〉 must leave you the time 's busie 〈◊〉 chear you up and I pray Heaven â—ore each to their love and health again Exit Viol. Amen Great Uncle Mother what a chance Unluckily is added to my woe In this young Gentleman Angel True Violanta It grieves me much Doll go you instantly And find out Gerrard tell him his friends hap And let him use best means to comfort him But as his life preserve this secret still Viol. Mother I 'ld not offend you might not Gerrard Steal in and see me in the evening Angel Well Bid him do so Viol. Heavens blessing o' your heart Do ye not call Child-bearing Travel Mother Angel Yes Viol. It well may be The bare-foot traveller That 's born a Prince and walks his pilgrimage Whose tender feet kiss the remorseless stones Only ne'er felt a travel like to it Alas dear Mother you groan'd thus for me And yet how disobedient have I been Angel Peace Violanta thou hast always been Gentle and good Viol. Gerrard is better Mother Oh if you knew the implicite innocency Dwells in his brest you 'ld love him like your Prayers I see no reason but my Father might Be told the truth being pleas'd for Ferdinand To wooe himself and Gerard ever was His full comparative my Uncle loves him As he loves Ferdinand Angel No not for the world Since his intent is cross'd lov'd Ferdinand Thus ruin'd and a child got out of wedlock His madness would pursue ye both to death Viol. As you please mother I am now methinks Even in the land of ease I 'll sleep Angel Draw in The bed nearer the fire silken rest Tie all thy cares up Exeunt Enter Ferdinand and Benvoglio privately after him Ferd Oh blessed solitude here my griefe may speak And sorrow I will argue with thee now Nothing will keep me company the flowers Die at my moan the gliding silver streams Hasten to flee my lamentations The air rolls from 'em and the Golden Sun Is smother'd pale as Phabâ— with my sighs Only the earth is kind that stays Then earth To thee will I complain Why do the Heavens â—â—pose â—pon me Love what I can ne'er enjoy Before â—â—tion was impossible 〈◊〉 not thirst it Gerrard she is thine 〈◊〉 and deliver'd but 't was ill to stain 〈…〉 state e'r ye were married 〈◊〉 infant what 's become of theâ— thou know'st not 〈…〉 thy parents brought thee too Dear earth 〈…〉 this close in thy sterlity 〈…〉 to this â—eed let it not grow 〈…〉 do 't will â—odâ—o Violet 〈…〉 flower but wild Brieâ— or rank Rue 〈…〉 and hurtful 〈◊〉 Ferdinand â—◠〈…〉 hath diâ—â—'d the Earth thy words my Heart 〈…〉 violated faith betraid 〈…〉 â—nnocency 〈…〉 Desperate 〈◊〉 〈…〉 â—ot thy 〈…〉 showers 〈…〉 young man 〈…〉 â—es for thee 〈…〉 honor And proâ—â—itute my Daughter Bastard who reâ—â— Come turn thy femal tears into revenâ—e Which I will quench my thirst with e'r I see Daughter or Wife or branded Family By both dye and for amends Ferd'nando be my heir I 'll to my brother First tell him all then to the Duke for justice This morning he 's receiv'd Mountains nor Seas Shall bar my flight to vengeance the foul stain Printed on me thy bloud shall rinse again Exit Ferd. I have transgress'd all goodness witlesly Rais'd mine own cursse from posterity I 'll follow to redress in what I may If not your heir can dye as well as they Exit Dumb Shew Enter Duke Rinaldo with Attendants at one door States Randulpho and Gerrard at another they kneel to the Duke he accepts their obedience and raises them up they prefer Gerrard to the Duke who entertains him they seat the Duke in State Enter Benvoglio and Ferdinand Benvoglio kneels for justice Ferd. seems to restrein him Benvog gives the Duke a paper Duke reads frowns on Gerr. shews the paper to the States they seem sorry consult cause the Guard to apprehend him they go off with him Then Rand. and Benâ— seem to crave justice Duke vows it and exit with his attendants Rand. Ben. and Ferd. confer Enter to them Cornelia with two servant◠〈◊〉 seems to expostulate Rand. in scorn causeth her to be thrust out poorly Exit Rand. Benv beckâ—ns Ferd to him with much seeming passion swears him then stamps with his foot Enter Dorothea with a Cup weeping she delivers it to Ferd. who with discontent exit and exeunt Benvoglio and Dorothea Enter Violanta Viol. Gerrard not come nor Dorothy return'd What averse star rul'd my Nativity The time to night has been as dilatory As languishing Consumptions But till now I never durst say my Gerrard was unkind Heaven grant all things go well and nothing does If he be ill which I much fear my dreams Have been portentous I did think I saw My Love araid for battel with a beast A hideous Monster arm'd with teeth and claws Grinning and venemous that sought to make Both us a prey on 's tail wash lash'd in bloud Law and his forehead I did plainly see Held Characters that spell'd Authority This rent my slumbers and my fearful soul Ran searching up and down my dismaid breast To find a Port t' escape Good faith I am cold But Gerrard's love is colder here I 'll sit And think my self away Enter Ferdinand with a Cup and a Letter Ferd. The peace of Love Attend the sweet Violanta Read For the sad news I bring I do not know Only I am sworn to give you that and this Viol. Is it from Gerrard gentle Ferdinand How glad am I to see you thus well restor'd In troth he never wrong'd you in his life Nor I but always held fair thoughts of you Knew not my Fathers meaning till of late Could never have known it soon enough for Sir Gerrard's and my affection began In infancy My Uncle brought him oft In long coats hither you were such another 〈◊〉 little boâ— would
kiss me being a child And say he lov'd me give me all his toys Bracelets Rings Sweet-meats all his Rosie-smiles â— then would stand and stare upon his eyes 〈◊〉 with his locks and swear I lov'd him too For sure methought he was a little Love 〈◊〉 woo'd so prettily in innocence 〈◊〉 then he warm'd my fancy for I felt 〈◊〉 â—â—mmering beam of Love kindle my bloud 〈◊〉 which time since hath made a flame and floud 〈◊〉 Oh gentle innocent methinks it talks 〈◊〉 a child still whose white simplicity Never arriv'd at sin Forgive me Lady I have destroy'd Gerrard and thee rebell'd Against Heavens Ordinance dis-pair'd two Doves Made 'em sit mourning slaughter'd Love and cleft The heart of all integrity This breast Was trusted with the secret of your vow By Gerrard and reveal'd it to your Father Viol. Hah Ferd. Read and curse me Viol. Neither I will never Nor Write nor Read again Ferd. My pennance be it Reads Your Labyrinth is found your Lust proclaim'd Viol. Lust Humh My Mother sure felt none when I was got Fer. I and the Law implacably offended Gerrard's imprison'd and to dye Viol. Oh Heaven Ferd. And you to suff ewith reproach and scoffs A publick execution I have sent you 〈◊〉 Antidote ' gainst shame poison by him You have most wrong'd give him your penitent tears Viol. Humh 't is not truth Ferd. Drink and farewel for ever And though thy whoredom blemish thy whole line Prevent the Hangmans stroke and die like mine Viol. Oh woe is me for Gerrard I have brought Confusion on the noblest Gentleman That ever truly lov'd But we shall meet Where our condemners shall not and enjoy A more refin'd affection than here No Law nor Father hinders marriage there Twixt souls Divinely assi'd as sure ours were There we will multiply and generate joyes Like fruitful Parents Luckless Ferdinand Where 's the good old Gentlewoman my Husbands Aunt Ferd. Thrust from youâ— Uncle to all poverty Viol. Alas the piry reach me Sir the cup I 'll say my prayers and take my Fathers Physick Ferd. Oh villain that I was I had forgot To spill the rest and am unable now To stir to hinder her Viol. What ail you Sir Ferd. Your Father is a monster I a villain This tongue has kill'd you pardon Violanto Oh pardon Gerrard and for sacrifice Accept my life to expiate my fault I have drunk up the poison Viol. Thou art not so Uncharitable a better fellow far Thou 'st left me halfe Sure death is now a-dry And calls for more bloud still to quench his thirst I pledge thee Ferdinand to Gerrards health Dear Gerrard poor Aunt and unfortunate friend Ay me that Love should breed true Lovers end Fer. Stay Madam stay help hoa for Heavens sake help Improvident man that good I did intend For satisfaction saving of her life My equal cruel Stars made me forget Enter Angelina with two Servants Ang. What spectacle of death assaults me oh Viol. M dearest Mother I am dead I leave Father and friends and life to follow Love Good Mother love my Child that did no ill Fie how men lie that say death is a pain Or has he chang'd his nature like soft sleep He seizes me Your blessing Last I crave That I may rest by Gerrard in his grave Ferd. There lay me too oh noble Mistriss I Have caus'd all this and therefore justly dye That key will open all Ang. Oh viperous Father For Heavens sake bear 'em in run for Physitians And Medicines quickly Heaven thou shalt not have Yet 't is too soon Alas I have no more And taking her away thou rob'st the poor Exeâ— Flourish Enter Duke States Randulpho Benvoglio Gerrard Executioner Guard Duke The Law as greedy as your red desire Benvoglio hath cast this man 'T is pity So many excellent parts are swallow'd up In one foul wave Is Violanta sent for Our Justice must not lop a branch and let The body grow still Ben. Sir she will be here Alive or dead I am sure Ger. How chearfully my countenance comments death That which makes men seem horrid I will wear Like to an Ornament Oh Violanta Might my life only satisfie the Law How jocundly my soul would enter Heaven Why shouldst thou dye thou wither'st in thy bud As I have seen a Rose e'er it was blown I do beseech your Grace the Statute may In this case made be read not that I hope T' extenuate my offence or penalty But to see whether it lay hold on her And since my death is more exemplary Than just this publick Reading will advise Caution to others Duke Read it Ran. Brother does not Your soul groan under this severity Statute read A Statute provided in case of unequal Matches Marriages against Parents consent stealing of Heirs Rapes Prostitutions and such like That if any person meanly descended or ignorant of his own Parentage which implies as much shall with a foul intent unlawfully sollicite the Daughter of any Peer of the Dukedom he shall for the same of fence forfeit his right hand but if he further prâ—stitute her to his Lust he shall first have his rigâ—â— hand cut off and then suffer death by the comâ—â—â— Executioner After whom the Lady so offendinâ— shall likewise the next day in the same manneâ— dye for tke Fact Ger. This Statute has more cruelty than sense I see no ray of Mercy Must the Lady Suffer death too suppose she were inforc'd By some confederates born away and ravish'd Is she not guiltless Duke Yes if it be prov'd Ger. This case is so I ravish'd Violanta State Who ever knew a Rape produce a child Ben. Pish these are idle Will your grace command The Executioner proceed Duke Your Office Ger. Farewell to thy inticing vanity Thou round gilt box that dost deceive man's eye The wise man knows when open thou art broke The treasure thou includ'st is dust and smoke Even thus I cast thee by My Lords the Law Is but the great mans mule he rides on it And tramples poorer men under his feet Yet when they come to knock at yon bright Gate Ones Rags shall enter 'fore the others State Peace to ye all here sirrah strike this hand Hath Violanta kiss'd a thousand times It smells sweet ever since this was the hand Plighted my faith to her do not think thou canst Cut that in sunder with my hand My Lord As free from speek as this arm is my heart Is of foul Lust and every vein glides here As full of truth Why does thy hand shake so 'T is mine must be cut off and that is firm For it was ever constant Enter Cornelia Cor. Hold your Sentence Unjustly is pronounced my Lord this blow Cuts your hand off for his is none of yours But Violanta's given in Holy marriage Before she was delivered consummated With the free Will of her Mother by her Confessor In Lord Benvoglio's house Ger. Alas good Aunt That helps us nothing else I had reveal'd
would but that In my retired hours not counterfeited As thy religious shape was I have learn'd When Justice may determine such a cause And oâ— such weight as this fair Lady is Must not be put to fortune I appeal Unto the King and he whose wisedom knows To do his subjects right in their estates As graciously with judgement will determine In points of honour Oli. I 'le steer the same course with you Clar. I 'le stand the tryal Fri. What have you done or what intend you Cla. Ask not I 'le come off with honour Exeunt Enter Beronte Clarinda Malsort a Bar set forth Officers Ber. Be constant in your proofs should you shrink back now Your life must answer it nor am I safe My honour being engag'd to make that good Which you affirm Clar. I am confident so dearly I honour'd my dead Lord that no respect Or of my Ladies bounties which were great ones I must confess nor of her former life For whilâ— that she was chast indeed I lov'd her Shall hinder me from lending my assistance Unto your just revenge mine own I mean Aside If Leon keep far off enough all 's secure Lisander dares not come in modest blushes Parted with me long since and impudence Arm'd with my hate unto her innocence shall be The weapon I will sight with now Ber. The rack Being presented to you you 'l roar out What you conceal yet Mal. Conceal I know nothing But that I shall be hang'd and that I look for It is my destiny I ever had A hanging look and a wise woman told me Though I had not the heart to do a deed Worthy the halter in my youth or age I should take a turn with a wry mouth and now 'T is come about I have pen'd mine own ballad Before my condemnation in fear Some tâ—mer should prevent me here 's my Lady Would I were in heaven or a thousand miles hence That I might not blush to look on her Enter Dorilaus Calista Olinda Dor. You behold this preparation and the enemies Who are to fight against your life yet if You bring no witness here that may convince ye Of breach of saith to your Lords bed and hold up Unspotted hands before the King this tryal You are to undergo will but refine And not consume your honour Cal. How confirm'd I am here whatsoever Fate falls on me You shall have ample testimony till the death Of my dear Lord to whose sad memory I pay a mourning widows tears I liv'd Too happy in my holy day trim of glorie And courted with felicitie that drew on me With other helps of nature as of fortune The envie not the love of most that knew me This made me to presume too much perhaps Too proud but I am humbled and if now I do make it apparent I can bear Adversity with such a constant patience As will set off my innocence I hope Sir In your declining age when I should live A comfort to you you shall have no cause How e're I stand accus'd to hold your honour Ship-wrack'd in such a Daughter Oli. O best friend my honour 's at the stake too for Dor. Be silent the King Enter King Lemure and Attendants Lem. Sir if you please to look upon The Prisoner and the many services Her Father hath done for you King We must look on The cause and not the persons Yet beholding With an impartial eye th' excelling beauties Of this fair Lady which we did believe Upon report but till now never saw 'em It moves a strange kind of compassion in me Let us survey you nearer she 's a book To be with care perus'd and 't is my wonder Iâ— such mishapen guests as lust and murther At any price should ever find a lodging In such a beauteous Inne Mistake us not Though we admire the outward structure if The rooms be soul within expect no favour I were no man if I could look on beautie Distress'd without some pity but no King If any superficial gloss of feature Could work me to decline the course of Justice But to the cause Cleander's death what proofs Can you produre against her Ber. Royal Sir touching that point my Brothers death We build on suppositions King Suppositions how Is such a Lady Sir to be condemn'd On suppositions Ber. They are well grounded Sir And if we make it evident she is guilty Of the first crime we charge her with Adulterie That being the parent it may find belief That murther was the issue King We allow It may be so but that it may be must not Infer a necessary consequence To cast away a Ladies life What witnesses To make this good Ber. The principal this woman For many years her servant she hath taken Her oath in Court Come forward King By my Crown a lying face Clar. I swore Sir for the King And if you are the partie as I do Believe you are for you have a good face How ever mine appears swearing for you Sir I ought to have my oath pass King Impudent too well what have you sworn Clar. That this Lady was A goodly tempting Lady as she is How thinks your Majestie and I her servant Her officer as one would say and trusted With her closest Chamber-service that Lisander Was a fine timber'd Gentleman and active That he cou'd do sine gambolls To make a Lady merrie that this pair A very loving couple mutually Affected one another so much for them Sir That I a simple waiting-woman having taken My bodily oath the first night of admittance Into her Ladiships service on her slippers That was the book to serve her will in all things And to know no Religion but her pleasure 'T is not yet out of fashion with some Ladies Thar I as the premisses shew being commanded To do my function in conveyance of Lisander to her chamber my Lord absent On a pretended sickness did the feat It cannot be deny'd and at dead mid night Lest 'em together what they did some here Can easily imagine I have said Sir Dor. The Devils Oratrix King Then you confess you were her Bawd Clar. That 's course her Agent Sir King So goodie Agent and you think there is No punishment due for you agentship Clar. Let her suffer first Being my better for adulterie And I 'le endure the Mulct impos'd on Bawds Cull it by the worst name Cal. Live I to hear this King Take her aside Your answer to this Lady Cal. Heav'n grant me patience to be thus confronted O pardon Royal Sir a womans passion By one and this the worst of my mis-fortunes That was my slave but never to such ends Sir Would give a statue motion into furie Let my pass'd life my actions nay intentions Be by my grand accuser justly censur'd For her I scorn to answer and if they Yield any probability of truth In that she urges then I will confess A guilty cause the peoples voyce which is The voyce of truth my husbands
tenderness In his affection to me that no dotage But a reward of humbleness the friendship Echo'd through France between him and Lisander All make against her for him in his absence What ever imputation it draw on me I must take leave to speak 't is true he lov'd me But not in such a wanton way his reason Master'd his passions I grant I had At mid-night conference with him but if he Ever receiv'd a farther favour from me Than what a Sister might give to a Brother May I sink quick and thus much did he know The shame I suffer for him with the loss Of his life for appearing on my soul He would maintain Enter Lisander and Alcidon Lisa And will thou clear example of womens pureness King Though we hold her such Thou hast express'd thy self a desperate fool To thrust thy head into the Lions jawes The justice of thy King Lisan I came prepar'd for t And offer up a guilty life to clear Her innocence the oath she took I swear to And for Cleanders death to purge my self From any colour malice can paint on me Or that she had a hand in 't I can prove That fatal night when he in his own house fell And many daies before I was distant from it A long daies journey Clarin. I am caught Ber. If so How came your sword into this stewards hands stand forth Mal. I have heard nothing that you spake I know I must dye and what kind of death Pray you resolve me I shall go away else In a qualm I am very faint Enter Leon Servants and Guard King Carry him off his sear will kill him Ex. with Mal. Dor. Sir 't was my ambition My Daughters reputation being wounded I' th' general opinion to have it Cur'd by a publick trial I had else Forborn your Majesties trouble I 'le bring forth Cleanders murtherer in a wood I heard him As I rode sadly by unto himself With some compunction though this devil had none Lament what he had done cursing her lust That drew him to that blody fact Le. To lessen The foulness of it for which I know justly I am to suffer and with my last breath To free these innocents I do confess all This wicked woman only guilty with me Clari. Is' t come to this thou puling Rogue dye thou With prayers in thy mouth I 'le curse the laws By which I suffer all I grieve for is That I dye unreveng'd Leon. But one word more Sir And I have done I was by accident where Lisander met with Cloridon and Crysanthes Was an ear witness when he sought for peace Nay begg'd it upon colder terms than can Almost find credit his past deeds considered But they deaf to his reasons severally Assaulted him but such was his good fortune That both fell under it upon my death I take it uncompel'd that they were guilty Of their own violent ends and he against His will the instrument Acâ— This I will swear too for I was not far off Dor. They have alledg'd As much to wake your sleeping mercy Sir As all the Advocates of France can plead In his defence King The criminal judge shall sentence These to their merits with mine own hand Lady I take you from the bar and do my self Pronounce you innocent Ex. with Leon and Clari. All. Long live the King King And to confirm you stand high in our favour And as some recompence for what you have With too much rigour in your trial suffered Ask what you please becoming me to grant And be possest of 't Cal. Sir I dare not doubt Your royal promise in a King it is A strong assurance that emboldens me Upon my humble knees to make my boon Lisander's pardon Dor. My good Genius did prompt her to it 〈◊〉 At your feet thus prostrate I second her petition Alci Never King Pour'd forth his mercie on a worthier subject Ber. To witness my repentance for the wrong In my unjust suspicion I did both I join in the same suit Lis The life you give Still ready to lay down for your service Shall be against your enemies imploy'd Nor hazarded in brawles All. Mercie dread Sir King So many pressing me and with such reasons Moving compassion I hope it will not Be censur'd levity in me though I borrow In this from justice to relieve my mercy I grant his pardon at your intercession But still on this condition you Lisander In expiation of your guilt shall build A monument for my Cloridon and Crysanthes And never henceforth draw a Sword but when By us you are commanded in defence of The flower de Luce and after one years sorrow For your dear friend Cleanders wretched fate Marry Calista Enter Lidian Lis On your sacred hand I vow to do it seriously Lid. Great Sir stay Leave not your seat of justice till you have Given sentence in a cause as much important As this you have determined King Lidian Enter Clarange and Frier Lid. He Sir your humblest subject Jaccuse Clarange Of falshood in true friendship at the height We both were suiters to this Lady both Injoyn'd one pennance Clar. Trouble not the King With an unnecessarie repetition Of what the court 's familiar with already Kin. Clarange Dor. With a shaven crown Olin. Most strange Clar. Look on thy rival your late servant Madam But now devoted to a bâ—tter Mistris The Church whose orders I have took upon me There deliver up my interest to her And what was got with cunning as you thought I simply thus surrender heretofore You did outstrip me in the race of friâ—ndship I am your equal now Dor. A suit soo◠〈◊〉 Clar. And joyning thus your hands I know 〈…〉 I may do in the Church my Friers Oâ—â— In marrying you Lid 〈◊〉 victory is 〈◊〉 Sir King It is a glorious one and well sets oâ— Our Scene of mâ—rcy to the dead we tender Our sorrow to the living ample wishes Of future happiness 't is a Kings duty To prove himself a Father to his subjects And I shall hold it if this wâ—ll succeed A meritorious and praise worthy deed Exeunt Prologue A Story and a known one long since writ Truth must take place and by an able wit Foul mouth'd detraction daring not deny To give so much to Fletchers memory If so some may object why then do you Present an old piece to us for a new Or wherefore will your profest Writer be Not tax'd of theft before a Plagiary To this he answers in his just defence And to maintain to all our Innocence Thus much though he hath travell'd the same way Demanding and receiving too the pay For new Poem you may find it due He having neither cheated us nor you He vowes and deeply that he did nor spare The utmost of his strengths and his best care In the reviving it and though his powers Could not as he desired in three short hours Contract the Subject and much less express The changes and the various